#sorry guys; just wanted to throw *something* up here to say 'hey i'm not dead'

[gibles-lovely-selfships]

[LOUD at the end]

Hi hello. I forgot I had a blog. And I got sucked up in playing H.ades 2. Sorry about that folks

But hey! Earlier this week, I played a really cool fangame called Playtime with Percy. Very fun game, very nice artstyle, would recommend.

. But it did get very stressful at the end, as my friends ( @marblecore and @dimikissme ) who were in VC with me can vouch NENDNFMDN

[boredpotate]

Happier Chapter 9

Disclaimer: I do not own Arcane or any links. I only own the concept idea to this story and the story itself.

Concept: Isekai Fem Reader turns back time to fix her timeline, but it has unforeseen consequences.

Reader Pov

"MMMMPPPHHH!!!" I let out a muffled yell of pain. One of my kidnappers stomping on my braced leg; the leg brace being broken a while ago with some of the parts being bent or broken off.

I tried to escape, I really did, but that blow to the head really isn't me doing me any favors. They snuck me back down here to the deep end of the Undercity and once far enough away, they started their "payback" in some fucking dead end alleyway. Taking turns punching, kicking, slapping and just overall beating me to a pulp.

"Hey! Remember not to mess her up too much. We won't get paid if you break the merchandise" The woman who I determined as the boss of the rest of the group.

"Oh c'mon! We did this to get payback didn't we!?" one guy says as he kicks me on the ground as a heave for breathe.

"Yes, we did. We also all want to make an actual pay from this right?," their boss says and I can only guess the others agree, "Then we can't fucking kill her! We fuck her up, let her have what has been coming for a long time and then get paid. After that we can start making big moves down here, especially after this bitch is stuck in recovery." she says as she grabs my hair and lifts my head up to show them my state before throwing me back into the dirty alleyway floor.

"Fine. Still gonna have our fun though." Someone says kicking me in the back, the bruises that were already beginning to form from earlier assaults making the pain much worse.

I feel emotions rising again, but I don't shed tears for them. That would just make them happy. Instead I hold out and hope for this to be over soon; for the pain to just stop already. But a part that I try to bury down still sticks to my mind. A part of me that fears that this won't end, that they won't stop, they'll get carried away or change there minds.

'What if I die here?' the thought runs through my head as someone else decides to join in and get their hits in. The pain not getting any better, and only escalating as I scream out from behind my bindings.

"AAAAMMMMMPPPHHH!!!"

Powder Pov

"So what is it you wanted to talk about?" Ekko asks as we dance together as the music plays and people party and mingle around us.

"Two things. First, Y/n and I talked and she said some things that really touched me and open something up in me. So, I want to present the power cell with you. As partners, like you said you wanted to; before I walked off on you like a bitch. Sorry about that by the way." I say, feeling a little guilty now that I think back on when Ekko first asked me and I got upset at him.

"Really!? That's great! And you don't have to apologize for being upset. You were going through some things. We all do. But are you sure? You really want to do this with me?" he asks which makes me smile.

"Yes. I really do. I-I don't want to be stuck. I was scared of messing it all up and screwing things up for you too. I thought I would fail at it all..... but then Y/n talked to me. I'm still scared, but if I fail, I want to work through it. I wanna push forward and keep trying. I want to do that with you, Ekko." I admit, and he smiles and we lean into each other and have an intimate moment together on the dance floor.

Ignoring a random whistle and comment towards us from someone who is probably drunk as shit, even though the party just started.

We pull apart and continue dancing; holding each other close and I feel a weight be lifted off my shoulders. Finally feeling..... free.

"You don't know just how happy that makes me Powder. I promise you won't regret it," he says with determination in hus voice making me smile at his steeled resolve, "And the second thing?" He asks, making me a little nervouse.

"Right. So y'know how we said we would talk about our "thing" with Y/n tomorrow?"

"Yeah. Why?" he asks as he furrows his brows.

"Well when Y/n talked with me she said some things that were really touching and meaningful and then something inside me was just like 'Oh shit. I love her,' sooooo I may have kiiiiiiisssed heeer" I say as I shrink back slightly, afraid that he will be mad.

"......Okay." he says casually which makes me stunned and we stop dancing.

"Wha?"

"Okay. Surprisingly, I'm not mad."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Usually I would, but this is Y/n we're talking about. We both know we have a "thing" for her, and I honestly don't mind," he explains making me relax more as I hold his hands, "Is that weird?" He asks and I take a moment to genuinely think on it before answering.

"No, at least, I don't think it is. Even if it were the other way around, I don't think I would be mad either. As long as it's her," I say as I think back on those beautiful words that Y/n let spill from her lips. Her soft lips, "She makes me feel a certain way. Just like you. She brings something out of me that I didn't know was there." I say, and I hear Ekko chuckle.

"I know. She's also kind." "Caring too." "Loves Isha." "Always wants to help." "Cute too." "More like hot as fuck."

We bounce off of each other as we list the things we have grown to love about Y/n in just a month of knowing her. I smile and think back fondly on all the times we spent with Y/n and Isha. Just living life happily together.

"I love her, Ekko."

"I love her too." He says and we both stand there, two idiots in love with someone and wanting to bring her into our lives.

"You think.... You think she might feel the same way?" I ask him with hope in my voice.

"I don't know. You're the one who kissed her. You tell me." he says with a laugh.

"Well she didn't push me away, but she also didn't kiss back, although I think that's mostly because she was in shock. You should have seen her face."

"I got a glimpse of it when you two came back. Looked like her brain was fried" he says and we both laugh a little at that, "Since we're on the topic; how was it? The kiss?"

"It wa-"

"Hey you two!" I am interrupted by being pulled into a tight hug by none other than my sister Vi.

"Hey sis." I say in a strained voice.

"Happy you made it." Ekko says, his voice also strained and I see Cait shaking her head over Vi's shoulder.

"Of course we made it! This is a big night! Sevika's here too, but she went straight to the bar for a drink." Vi says as she somehow squeezes us tighter.

"Sweetie, you're gonna kill them if you hold them any tighter," Cait says, making Vi let go and take a step back, "You two looked like you were in a good mood. I'm guessing the energy cell was a success?" Cait asks.

"You know it. I already have it on display and ready for Powder and I to present to investors and the judges." Ekko says, making Vi perk up at the mention of my name.

"Together?" Vi asks, and both she and Cait look towards me expectantly so I give them a nod, making them both brighten up more, "That's great! Amazing! So are you two are going into this as partners?" Vi says excitedly making me smile at her encouragement.

"Of course. It's like what Y/n said. We're gonna rattle the stars." I say as I think back on those beautiful words that reached and touched such a deep part of me.

Suddenly I feel something ram into my lower back, almost throwing me off balance, begore quickly turning aroundto see Isha in a new frilly dress. Looking very happy.

"Isha! Look at you! When did you become royalty?" I ask as I kneel down to get a better look at her and she does a twirl to show off her dress to us.

"I didn't know Isha was a princess. Cupcake, why didn't you say anything?" Vi says jokingly and get's a pinch on her arm.

"I'm not a princess, and my family isn't royalty. We just collected a lot of influence over all of the years." Cait defends herself.

"So, basically royalty then." Ekko says, making the rest of us chuckle as I pick up Isha, and Caut sighs in defeat.

"Ekko! Powder! There you guys are, I've been looking for you two," I hear and turn to see Mylo and he does a double take at Vi and Cait, "Oh, hey! Good to see you two made it."

"What did you need?" I ask.

"Just wanted to let you know there's already some high profile looking people eyeing your energy cell, if you wanted to leave some early impressions on some investor's before the competition. Claggor is already showing off our plant. See?." he says as he points in a direction and we see Claggor showing off their invention to some people.

"Shouldn't you be with him?" Ekko asks and Mylo burshes it off and blows a rasberry.

"That's more of Claggor's thing. I'm better off mingling with the ladies." he says smugly and obviously eyeing at Gert on stage.

"You're such an idiot" I say as I shake my head, before feeling Ekko grab my hand as Vi tries to give him some advice on what not to do with women.

"Wanna make an impression?" Ekko asks and I look at Isha who nods her head happily.

"That looks like a yes. But first; hey sis! Cait!," I call to them and grab their attention, "Can you ask Y/n to meet us at Ekko's display? She helped us make it too, so I want her to be there when we show it off. That's fine, right?" I ask Ekko and get a nod.

"No problem! Where is she amyway? You four Are usually always hanging out together." she says with implication in her voice.

"She was sitting at the bar the last time we saw her. She should still be there," I say before adding on more thing, "And if she looks like she's in shock or contemplating something. That's fine. Just send her our way." I say we start walking away to where I would presume Ekko's display is.

"Don't worry, we'll find her." Cait says reassuringly before we start heading to the power cell; it already having people inspecting it.

"You ready?" Ekko asks me and I nod.

"Always."

Caitlyn Pov

"Can you believe it, Cupcake? Powder is gonna present with Ekko! She's finally gonna get out there and show off to the world." Vi says excitedly. Which I understand completely considering all the times I've heard about Powder holding herself back.

"She looked happy. I wonder what made her so confident to try now?"

"I'm willin' to bet it's her and Ekko's latest eye candy," Vi says with a smirk, "Those two are lovesick if you ask me." she says as we look for the girl in question around the bar area.

'Who would've thought an investigation would lead to a new addition of our family and friends.' I think back to just a month ago when we first met Y/n in this bar. I was slightly scared of her then, but afterwards she showed a much mofe gentle side of her. One that cared and laughed.

"Vi! Cait! It's good to see you two made it!" Vander calls out as he finishes serving a handful of people.

"Of course we made it. We wouln't miss such a big night." Vi says as we approach the counter.

"I saw you two lookin' around the bar. Somethin' wrong?" he asks sounding concerned.

"Nothing at all. We were just looking for Y/n. Powder and Ekko want her there with them to present their power cell, and said she should be here. Probably in an unusual state too, but Powder said that's fine." I explain to get rid of his worries.

"Oh, good. Don't need trouble on such a goon night. Last I saw she looked freaked out about somethin' before going out the back door for a breather. Though I don't know where she went afterwards, Silco and I got busy once the party started kickin' up."

"Thank you. We'll go check to see if she's still out there." I say as I glancs at Vi and nod towards the door, before making our way there.

Once outside and in the alleyway that the door leads to, we do a quick scan around to see if she's here.

"Damn. Not here either. You don't think she got drunk and wandered off do you?" Vi asks me with some worry in her voice.

"No. Vander would have told us if she drank. I also don't think he would have let her out here on her own is she was drunk."

"That's true. He wouldn't risk that on any of us." She says as she goes deeper into the alley to see if she might be nearby, and I head the opposite way towards the main street.

As I walk, I suddenly hear a small wet sound when I take a step.

'It didn't rain today.'

I take a step back and look down before kneeling to get a closer look. My eyes widen slightly at what I knew was blood. My shoe making a print of it and some drops of it surrounding the area I stepped

"You got something over there Cupcake?" Vi asks, but I don't respond. Trying not to panic.

'It could be from anything.' I thought before spotting something familiar laying near a trash bin.

"Cupcake? You okay?" Vi asks now behind me, but I get up and quickly walk towards the object and pick it up. My eyes widening.

Y/n's helmet. No doubt about it with the bunny ears Isha drew on it. It's dented in the back and I turn back to Vi, her now leaning down inspecting the blood before looking up at me and her eyes widen in fear just like my own at the helmet before looking into my eyes. We have a wordless conversation through our eyes before rushing back inside.

Y/n was in danger.

Powder Pov

"With this, it should produce a much more effecient power cell. Both for long-term use and energy efficiency. We...." Ekko continues to explain to people that have shown interest in the energy cell. It's been going great. Isha seemed to like the attention when we mentioned how she along with Y/n helped us with putting it together. Speaking of.

'Where is she?'

It shouln't be taking this long for Vi and Cait to find her. Unless Y/n herself didn't want to come, but they would have told us if Y/n refused.

I take a glance around the bar and try to see if I can spot her when I see Vi and Cait rushing in through the back door, not caring to close it. I see them rush over to the bar and immediately grabbing Dad, Silco, Sevika and Benzo's attention, as I see fear on their faces. My heart starts beating faster at their expressions and only get's worse when I see the other three's expressions go from shocked to fear.

I hold Isha closer at that and tighten my hold on Ekko's hand and give it a tug to the side.

"Um, could you give us one second?," Ekko asks them before stepping aside with Isha and I, "Powder, what's wrong?" he asks and I only nod towards the bar and he looks to see what I see. Isha noticing as well.

We move forward to try and get a better look at what's happening through the crowd, and I spot something in Cait's hands. Something I recognize immediately as we get a better angle.

"Y/n's helmet." Ekko says for me with with worry in his voice.

I see a dent in the back of it and look up and see that Cait has spotted us. She doesn't need to say anything for me to know what happened. I can see it in her eyes.

Y/n was attacked, and by her absence took also her.

'Someone kidnapped Y/n.'

Something inside me awakens at that thought. I don't care. Y/n was taken away. We need to get her back.

I need her.

We need her.

Reader Pov

How long has it been? Minutes? Hours? I don't know. All I feel is pain and exhaustion as I lay limp in a dirty alley. I tried to grt away from it all and dissasociate, but the pain is too much. My throat feels strained from all the yelling and screaming.

"Alright! I think that's enough. We gotta move before someone finds us here," Their boss says, but I feel a foot apply weight on my braced leg. I only groan in pain as I am too tired and in too much pain to scream, "I said enough! Anymore and you'll kill her."

"And!? This bitch has had this coming for a long time!" The man from earlier yells out.

"Because then we can't get paid, remember? We got our payback; now we get paid." Their boss says again.

"I say we off her here and now. Bitch deserves it." A different woman says and I hear some murmurs of agreement from the others.

"Are you guys crazy!? We do that and the enforcers will come down on us harder than they already are now!" Their boss says, trying to regain authority, but it doesn't sound like it's going well.

"She's the reason why they're hitting us as hard as they're in the first place! What happens after she recovers and comes for us!?" the other woman says, getting more murmurs of agreement.

"I say we send a message." I hear the guy from earlier say. I start panicking as I see someone hand him my shovel that was taken off of me and start walking towards me.

"Hey! This is not the plan!," Their boss tries to step in front of me to stop him, but is blocked by others and moved aside, "Are you guys serious!? If you do this we're fucked!"

I try to get up to run or fight. To at least do something, but I'm too tired and in too much pain. I can only hardly push myself up with my arms before being stomped on my back.

'This is it? Dead in a fucking alleyway?,' I thought as I am kicked to roll over on my back. The others all cheering the man on as he steps over me, 'Maybe this is the cost? Time letting me face the consequences of my actions,' I barely stare up at the man as he lifts my shovel high over his head. Ready to bring it down onto me, 'As long as they live.' I try to accept, but then the memories come running back to me.

Talking with Vander, Silco and Benzo.

Listening to Heimerdinger play toons on the street.

Messing around with Claggor and Mylo.

Having tea with Cait and Vi.

Sevika showing her tough love.

Going out with Powder, Ekko and Isha.

Talking, laughing, caring and living.

'I want to live.'

I move my head last second and the shovel imapcts the ground next to my head and I use as much strength as I can muster curl up and kick him away. I use the force of the kick to roll over onto my feet and try to run in the confusion, but don't make it far. Someone manages to trip me and I fall down again.

"Damn! She still has some fight left in her! Not enough luck though!" The guy says with a laugh as I try to get up, but I get stomped on my leg.

"Stop! If you do this we're done for!" their boss, or maybe former boss, tries again to stop him but is stopped.

I can only look over my shoulder as the man with my shovel stands over me again and raises it high.

'At least I tri-'

*BANG*

"AAAGH Shit!" The man yells as he drops the shovel and blood spills from his hand. I look forward and see Cait and Vi there.

"Drop your weapons now! Or else!," Cait yells out orders, but no one moves. She shoots near one's head and only barely misses, "I'm not asking again! Drop! Them!," she commands them and they follow orders this time, "Back away from her to the end of the alley! Now!" she says and I glance back to see them continuing to follow orders.

I hear Cait and Vi get closer to me and I can only make brief eye contact with Vi before they move to stand between me any kidnappers. I hear people running from where Cait and Vi arrived and look forward again.

"Cait! Vi! What happ-......" I feel a wave of relief go through me as I hear Powder's voice and see Ekko next to her with Claggor and Mylo behind her.

They rush over and untie my restraints before gently turning me over after seeing my state. Powder gently lifts my head to lay it on her lap instead of the cold floor and brushes some hair from my face. I can't help but let tears fall now and cry. I turn myself into her and she holds me close; not too tight because of my bruised body.

"Someone get her gun." Vi says and Ekko is quick to respond and get's it from the floor and brings it back to Powder and I. Handing it to Powder to hold onto.

"Kids! What's goin' on!?," I hear Vander's voice now, rushing towards us and I peak out from my embrace with Powder to see him, Silco and Sevika. Vander is wearing his old gauntlets. They give me concerned looks before staring down the alley at the thugs on the other end, "What happened." Vander says, sounding more like a command than a question.

"They were going to kill her. We got here right before that guy was about to cave her head in." Vi answers and I feel Powder stiffen at that. I feel her hold on me only tighten a little. Not too much to hurt me, but just to have me closer.

"Ekko." She says and no other words are exchanged. He looks over at the thugs, specifically at the one bleeding from his hand before he picks up my shovel from the floor.

He walks forward and before the guy can step back Ekko swings the shovel at him, knocking him to the ground; the others backing away from the sudden outburst.

"Wait! Wai-" he's cut off as Ekko doesn't stop. He keeps beating on the guy on the ground. No one tries to stop him. Not even Cait; who keeps her rifle aimed at the other thugs.

"Wait, he doesn't ha-" I try to protest through a strained voice, but Powder just cradles my head closer to not see what's happening.

"Shhh. It's okay. Don't worry about it. Everythings okay now." she says as I hear the guy's yells and screams and Ekko beating him senseless. I hear bones break, blood leaking and more screams.

"Stop! He's had enough!," I hear their boss say, but Ekko doesn't stop. He ignores her and keeps going. I feel one of Powder's arm loosen and peak out to see the woman go step forward to grab Ekko, "Sto-" *BANG*

I hear a familiar gunshot. Not from Cait. Powder's arm with my gun in hand is extended out towards the woman. Powder shot her. The woman drops dead and I stare in shock at her corpse, before Powder wraps her arm around me to hold me close again. Ekko continuing to beat a man to death; his screams and yells getting weaker. I hear the breaking of bones and blood being spilled. No one stops him.

"Wh- Why did you....."

"It's fine. They deserve it." she says in a certain tone that sounds too familiar. Too much like Jinx.

I'm overwhelmed by emotions. Too much happening for me to know what to do. Eventually Ekko finally stops and I can hear his labored breathes.

"We-We won't resist arrest. We'll go to Stillwater!" I hear a thug says and getting no protests from the others.

"Vander. Y'know what needs to happen right?" I hear Silco ask, "They hurt one of ours. They were going to kill her." he continues in that cold tone I know all too well.

A few seconds goes by before I hear Vander's heavy footsteps walk forward towards where I know Ekko is.

"You're done here, Ekko. Kids! Take her home."

"What!? Dad, they were going to kill her! If Cait and I di-"

"There might be others who might try something Vi. Take her home," Vander says again as Ekko walks over Powder and I, "We'll handle the rest."

"What!? We'll turn ourselves in! We won't bother he-" the voice is cut off by a loud impact.

'What are they doing!?'

"Come on, let's go home." Ekko says as he picks me up gently and I can only get a peak over his shoulder at what is happening. I see another dead body in front of Vander, there head looking like it was caved in. Powder runs a hand through my hair before gently coaxing my head to lean into Ekko.

"Don't worry about them Y/n. Get rest." she says as if there isn't a massacre about to happen.

As we leave Vander, Slico and Sevika in the alley with the rest of the thugs, I can feel my exhaustion taking over. The screams and yells being left in the distance. My eyelids grow heavy before I have no choice but to sleep. Too tired and hurt to fully process anything that is happening.

"It's okay. You're safe now. Just rest. Isha is waiting for you back home." Powder says softly before I finally drift off into sleep.

Hope you enjoyed. And hopefully 2025 is a good year for everyone. Sorry for any grammar mistakes.

[hhaechansmoless]

as the world caves in

pairing: kim mingyu x f!reader

genre: apocalypse au, angst, happy ending

description: we creep up on extinction, i pull your arms right in

warnings: mentions of injuries, zombies (written as the dead)

w/c: 4k

a/n: i once promised tiya @gyubakeries that the first mingyu fic I write would be for her.(also promised to make sure it would be heartbreaking but today is her birthday and I'd rather not do that so) happy happy birthday tiya!!! I love you very much thank you for listening to me yap abt anything and everything and I hope you have an awesome day and year ahead 💙💙💙 and ofc happy 10th anniversary to svt 🤧🥹!!!!

DAY 256, 20:03 PM

“Hey. It’s just me, checking in. Hope everything is still okay on your end.”

“I’m making stew again tonight. Seokmin and I went out to town to see if there were any stores that had stocked stuff still. Found a heap of heatable food which was surprising, but we’re good for the next week or so… I think. Unless the expiry dates are sooner.”

You hear him shuffle around, hear the rustling of plastic and the distant murmur of the friend he’s made. You can almost see Mingyu, his broad shoulders hunched over the packet, lips pursed in concentration as he figures out what more to do with it.

“There’s not much to report today actually. Our new camp is fairly away from the dead yonder, so please don’t worry. There are nice people here… They were really welcoming—after the first few checks obviously—and are trying to convince us to stay. “

His voice is muffled by the static on the radio for a few seconds.

“—but we’ve told them that we’re both on the way to somewhere else. Seokmin says he has a brother waiting for him near Lindera, and well, I have you.”

“How are things at Fort Worden? Isn’t it getting warmer there? Be careful. They flock to warm places. I heard a message on the radio today—from the camp in Lindera. Seokmin says that Worden is close too. So we leave tomorrow morning.”

You don’t know if he pauses, or if what he says next is swallowed by the satellites and the nature of his worn out HT ham radio that you two have been using. 

“Anyway, just wanted to let you know. Please send a message as soon as you can. I love you, I’ll be there soon.”

You sigh quietly before flipping your recording switch on.

DAY 256, 22:47 PM

“Hey Gyu. I’m glad you guys found some food. And people. It’s safer that way.”

You’re a bit surprised at how your voice sounds unused, rough and cracking at the edges. 

“I fixed the fence with Vernon today—or well, tried to. One of the posts snapped clean through and I don’t think there’s enough planks left to patch it properly. But it's okay. There are more people on guard duty tonight. We’ll figure something out tomorrow.”

“We had three people join us today. All three came separately, which was funny because we’ve never had so many people who aren’t together. One of them is so young, Mingyu…” You trail off, eyes flitting to your door. “She’s fourteen. Her parents turned yesterday, I think. She’s really on edge and afraid, so I think she’ll be sleeping in my room tonight.”

You grunt softly as you get up to open a window. The air outside isn't as refreshing as you'd want it to be, but it's a relief from the humidity and stickiness that has been hanging over the city recently.

“And you're right—it is getting warmer here. Unbearably, almost. We’ve had more strays from the dead yonder than ever, but thankfully we're all stocked up on ammunition and other equipment. It's nice to be around so many people, Gyu. You'd love it.”

You can't help the guilt that slips into your voice, cutting cleanly into your skin like a sharp, smooth knife. 

“Please come back soon, Gyu. Stay safe. I'm sorry, and I love you too.”

You flip the recording switch off, throwing the radio one last glance before you leave your room. Outside, the corridors are bathed in dim orange lights that do nothing to make this place feel like home. Home is not a word you can recognize until Mingyu comes back.

Jeonghan stands outside your door, waiting respectfully with the camp's logbook in hand. He might have heard you, but you've come to realize that no one cares and that everyone understands. 

“I've logged in today's activities around the Fort and the newcomers but Soonyoung’s pissed Seungcheol off and I do not want to go to his room to keep this.” He thrusts the hardcover, leather-bound book into your hands. “So you keep it with yourself and I'll take it tomorrow morning and slip it onto his desk. Or you can do it yourself, if you'd like.”

You nod once. “I'll keep it. Aren't you going down for dinner?”

“God, no. I may be hungry, but there's a stack of twinkies on the table and if I see one more, I'm going to throw up. Are you?”

Shaking your head, your mutter, “Nah. Not feeling it.”

Jeonghan hums, eyeing you. “I think your boyfriend wouldn't like that.”

“My boyfriend won't know, because I won't tell him and neither will you.” You scoff, pushing Jeonghan away. He sees the small, upward curve of your lips and backs off as you shut your room door on his face.

You remember to yell out. only when you hear his footsteps disappearing down the corridor. “Send the girl up to my room when she's done eating!” 

If he hears you, he doesn't respond.

There's not much to think about, or maybe there's too many things to think about. Either way, you ignore it and plop down onto your bed. It creaks—a familiar sound that still makes you cringe every time you hear it. The thin mattress does nothing to muffle the sound. You flip the book open, turning to the page with the bookmark in it.

FORT WORDEN LOGBOOK

July 7th, 2028.

3 Survivors found. Minor injuries sustained. No infection

Newcomer Info:

Man in 30s, had two guns on him. Woman in her 20s, says she's a medic. 14 y/o girl.

Attacks on camp: 

Around 5-6 from the Dead Yonder, near the western gates.

You remember the day you came to Fort Worden all too well. Your log page probably looked like this: Woman in her 20s, cries once every hour, clutches her HT and necklace like someone’s going to snatch it away.

You doubt you can ever forget the day Mingyu left you here, begging you to get out of the car and towards safety. You can feel the ghost of the seat belt cutting into your palms as you hold on tight, trying to convince Mingyu to take you along with him. But Mingyu had always been better than you, better than anyone you know—too good not to do the right thing even when it cost him. He had people waiting for him somewhere out there, promises he couldn’t turn his back on. In retrospect, you’re sure he regrets it too—especially when there was no one to save when he finally got there.

You close the book with a soft thud and set it on the nightstand, letting your head tip back against the wall. It’s still too hot. Sweat clings to the inside of your shirt and you rub a palm over your face, feeling the salty, stickiness that hangs over this place. You should shower, and then sleep. You have to sleep. Morning comes faster than it should around here.

You hear a timid knock on the door.

You’re up before you realize it, dragging the handle open.

The girl stands there, shoulders bunched like she’s trying to disappear inside herself. She’s tiny in a way that makes your heart hurt, all sharp knees and elbows and a second-hand hoodie drowning her. Her fingers fidget with the hem of it, tugging, twisting. She looks like she might bolt if you so much as breathe wrong.

You step aside, keeping your hands loose and visible. “C’mon in,” you say, voice gentler than it was before. You wish it could sound stronger.

She hesitates, then creeps in, hovering awkwardly just inside the door. You shut it behind her, locking it out of habit.

“You can have the bed,” you tell her, nodding toward it. “I’ll take the chair.”

The girl blinks at you. “Thank you.”

You find a blanket in the closet—thin, but clean enough—and toss it over the chair before sinking into it. The springs squeal again and you grimace, curling your legs up, watching her settle onto the edge of the mattress like she’s expecting it to vanish beneath her.

You watch the window instead of her after that. The moon is high, the sky cloudless and uncaring. Somewhere out past the gates, you know the dead are wandering, always moving, always searching. 

You let your eyes fall shut, but you don’t let yourself drift until the girl’s breathing evens out. Until the world feels like it’s not caving in for a few more minutes.You’ll send a message to Mingyu again tomorrow.

Maybe he’ll be closer by then.

DAY 262, 11:30 AM

“Baby, I think I told you that I lost the map I had, right? Good news. Seokmin and I found a car with the keys still in it and a state routes map in the glovebox. It’s a real mess, but hey, we’ve got a ride again, and that’s better than what we had yesterday. The engine’s a little rough and the fuel’s kinda low, but it’ll get us where we need to go for now. Guess the next task is to find a fuel station.

We were talking about when this whole thing is over. Seokmin says I should make a list of things

I want to do when we’re back to something close to normal. It sounds impossible, but I’ll play along. I’ve got a few things in mind already. First on the list: take you out for a meal. No canned stuff, no heat-and-serve, just something real. Something we used to do. I miss that.

Anyway, I know it’s not much to go on, but I wanted you to hear from me. Keep yourself safe. I’ll be there before you know it.”

You picture him grinning when he says it — the kind of grin he used to give you across diner tables, late at night after long shifts, the two of you splitting a plate of greasy fries. You picture him teasing you about picking the restaurant, saying he didn’t care as long as you were there.

You picture a hundred small memories that feel more like dreams now — his arm slung around your shoulder in a crowded movie theater, his hand finding yours automatically in the dark.

And then the static swallows him up again.

The camp around you hums with the low noise of survival. Somewhere behind you, Chan is arguing good-naturedly with Jihoon about ration counts. He’s been trying to grow plants in a small patch that he keeps building around. Lee Chan, you’ve found out, was a soil science or agronomy—you don’t remember the details—major before the infection hit.

The days have stretched on in the same pattern of routine: checking the perimeter, organizing supplies, scanning the horizon, and checking in on everyone.

Each morning, you check the radio. Each night, you wonder if this will be the last day you hear him.

You tuck the memory of his voice close to your chest and tell yourself you'll save a seat across from you at whatever restaurant you can find, someday. You tell yourself he’ll make it back to you.

At night, you go to sleep with prayers hoping that he is closer.

DAY 265, 17:45 PM

Word travels fast in situations like this.

Someone caught a signal today. A voice on a different channel, not one of your usual checkpoints. They say they’re from a camp in Leavenworth and give a warning. The camp in Lindera got overrun. No survivors confirmed. The dead move faster in the heat, they say, desperate and decaying faster too.

You’re in the storage room, sorting through ration packs when Jeonghan finds you. His face is grave. His fingers tap the frame of the door, once, twice.

“You heard?” he asks.

You nod without looking at him. Your hands are steady as you snap a box shut, but inside, something is shivering loose. You wonder, absently, if Mingyu was close enough to hear about it too. You wonder if he’s already running again. You haven’t had a message in three days.

Jeonghan steps in closer. “You should rest tonight,” he says. “We’ll take your shift.”

DAY 266, 02:11 AM

You can't sleep. You crack the window open, just enough to let the night air in. It’s sticky, thick, and sour with the scent of bodies and earth.

You turn the radio on, tuning into Mingyu’s frequency. Static crackles, long and sharp. No voice. No message. You press your forehead against the cold metal frame.

You imagine him somewhere out there—driving down broken highways, headlights flickering, Seokmin in the passenger seat clutching another wrinkled map.

You imagine him listening too, waiting for your voice to break through the noise.

So you speak into the radio.  You tell him about the small, temperature controlled patch in the garden that Chan has made. You’ve seen the first sprouts of maize today. The entire camp had rejoiced. You tell him about the girl—Suki, about how she smiled today for the first time when Soonyoung made a stupid joke about his ex.

You tell him you miss him, but not that the space he left behind feels like it’s getting bigger every day.

You tell him you’re scared, but not that it’s because you fear he won’t come back.

You tell him you love him, but not that it’s because every time feels like the last.

DAY 267, 6:37 AM

The air feels different today, thicker somehow. The sun hasn’t fully risen, but you can already feel the weight of the day pressing down on you. You lie awake for a while, eyes fixed on the ceiling above, listening to the soft shuffle of feet outside your door and the distant hum of camp activity.

There’s a thud against the wall from next door—Jeonghan, probably already awake, too. You can almost hear the sound of his footsteps on the floorboards, his quiet way of moving, like he’s trying not to disturb anyone.

You reach for the radio, the familiar crackle of static filling the room as you twist the dial, the tension in your chest mounting with every click.

The silence on the other end feels like it’s going to swallow you up, like the seconds drag on forever, unrelenting. Your fingers twitch as you grip the radio, waiting for something—anything.

It takes a few minutes of pure radio static for you to even hear the semblance of a message. You shoot up from your bed, holding the radio closer to your ear. 

“...hearing... this... back soon.”

“Mingyu?” you speak into it, your voice groggy and rough. “Mingyu, is that you?”

The static grows louder, a sharp hiss that cuts through the air like a warning. You grip the radio harder, pressing it closer, straining to hear over the noise.

Then, the radio clicks, a low hum filling the void. It’s gone again.

DAY 268, 15:14 PM

Suki approaches you, her expression unreadable, but there’s something off in the way she looks at you. It’s subtle, but you catch it.

“There are new people at the gates,” she says, voice low. “They’re in bad shape. Looks like they’ve been through hell.”

You shrug, not overly concerned. It’s not the first time you’ve seen beaten-up strangers. “I’ll check it out. Are they safe?”

“One of them just says he’s looking for someone who’s here. They haven’t checked for bites yet, I think.”

“I’ll go see what’s going on.” It’s routine, really.

You walk toward the gates, hands loosely at your sides. Your mind drifts, not expecting anything unusual. That is, until the HT radio clipped to your belt suddenly crackles to life.

“Hey… baby, are you there?” Mingyu’s voice, low but urgent, cuts through the quiet.

You stop mid-step, your heart skipping a beat at the sound of his voice.

“Mingyu?” you whisper under your breath, barely daring to believe it.

There’s a long pause, just enough to make you second-guess what you heard, before his voice returns, more frantic this time. “It’s me. I’m outside, but they won’t let us in.”

Your stomach lurches. You’re still a few paces from the gates, but the realization hits like a thunderclap.

It is Mingyu.

He’s here.

You barely have a moment to process the relief that floods through you before moving faster, jogging towards the gates.

“I don’t care what’s going on. Open the gate,” you demand as you approach, already pushing through the guards with authority you didn’t even know you had.

The gates groan open slower than they should.

You barely notice the hands that move to stop you, the murmurs of protocol, of safety checks and bite inspections. Someone says something about waiting. Someone else mentions Jeonghan’s name like he might talk some sense into you.

None of it matters.

Because there he is.

Mingyu.

He's thinner than you remember. His clothes hang off him, streaked with dirt and blood and the kind of exhaustion you can’t wash off. There’s a small gash on his forehead, a ripped sleeve, a small limp in his step—but he’s upright. He’s breathing. He’s real.

Seokmin’s beside him, leaning against the wall There are dark shadows under his eyes. He nods at you once, slow and grateful, like he’s holding a breath he's been carrying for days.

But all you can see is Mingyu.

He sees you too.

For a second, neither of you moves. The world slows down to the beat of your heart, beating painfully inside your ribs. And then you’re moving. Not running, exactly—but walking faster than your legs can carry, your chest splitting open with something that doesn’t know if it’s joy or agony. Maybe both.

He meets you halfway.

The collision is silent. No words, no dramatic gasps. Just arms around each other, too tight to be careful. His hands find the back of your neck, your shoulder blades, like he’s checking you’re still real. You curl your fingers into the fabric of his shirt, gripping hard.

Mingyu smells like sweat and gasoline and the end of the world. But under all of that, he smells like home.

“You made it,” you whisper, the words catching in your throat.

His voice is wrecked when he answers. “I told you I would.”

You don't cry. The tears stay lodged somewhere behind your eyes, hot and heavy, waiting for a quieter moment.

Someone clears their throat nearby. You don’t look. Let them wait. Let the whole camp wait.

—

It’s late when he comes back into your room.

You’re already sitting on the edge of the bed, elbows on your knees, hands clasped together. You haven’t changed, haven’t moved much since the sun dipped below the horizon. The camp feels different now—buzzing in a new way, like everyone else can feel it too. That something has shifted. That someone made it back.

Mingyu steps in, clean now. Or cleaner than before. His hair is damp, curling slightly at the ends, and he’s traded his torn shirt for one of the spares from storage—plain and soft-looking, a little too tight at the shoulders, but he wears it like it fits. You pat the spot next to you and lift the first-aid kit onto your lap.

“You found the clean clothes stash,” you say, and your voice sounds steadier than you expected.

He smiles, tired and crooked. “Seokmin said I smelled like the dead. Figured I should do something about that.”

It’s quiet again after that.

He crosses the room slowly. When he’s close enough, he kneels in front of you, hands resting on his thighs like he’s waiting to be granted something. You look at him—really look—and it guts you. The bags under his eyes. The fading bruise on his jaw, the gash that has been stitched but not bandaged. The way he keeps blinking like he still doesn’t trust what he’s seeing.

“I missed you,” he says, and there’s something cracked open in his voice. “Every day, I thought about turning back. But I kept thinking—if I could just make it a little further, maybe I’d hear you again. Maybe I’d make it back to you.”

You reach out, fingers brushing the side of his face. He leans into it instinctively, his eyes fluttering shut like the warmth of your hand is the first real thing he’s felt in weeks.

“You did,” you whisper. “You made it.”

He closes his eyes, nodding once like the words land somewhere deep. You slide off the bed, kneeling in front of him now. You’re both on the floor, eye to eye, tired bones and pained hearts.

“I’m glad you’re here,” you say, and this time, your voice cracks.

That’s what finally undoes him.

Mingyu leans in slowly, like he’s asking, and you meet him halfway. The kiss is soft, like a breath caught between two mouths that don’t quite know how to be completely gentle anymore. His hand finds your jaw, tentative and warm. 

He kisses you like he’s remembering it as he goes—like the shape of your mouth, the rhythm of your breath, was something he’s carried with him in pieces. Your hands find his shirt, fingers twisting in the fabric, pulling him closer with a desperation that doesn’t need words. Mingyu’s lips taste like soap, like he’s brushed his entire body hard enough to get rid of the past few months. To go back to what it was like with you.

When he pulls back, forehead resting against yours, palm slipping down to intertwine your fingers, you sigh.

Mingyu breaks the silence a few moments later. “Someone named Jeonghan threatened to throw me out if I snore.”

You huff out a laugh, nose brushing his. “He’s next door. He can hear everything.”

“He also told me that you left yesterday’s dishes beside the sink without wetting it.”

Groaning, you let your head fall onto Mingyu’s shoulder. You almost tear up at the way it feels so familiar.

“I panicked! Jihoon was yelling at someone and I just wanted to get out of there.”

You can hear the grin in Mingyu’s voice. “I always told you to soak it.”

“And I always ignored you.”

“True,” he says, squeezing your hand. “Some things never change.”

You sit like that for a bit, your legs going numb, his palm sweeping slow arcs over your back. Outside, someone walks by, humming off-key. Somewhere down the hall, Jeonghan shouts something muffled and vaguely threatening.

But here, it’s still.

“Can you get up so that I can bandage you up and then we can go to sleep?” You mumble, cheek pressed against his shoulder.

He pushes himself up with a grunt, wincing slightly as the movement pulls at the stitches along his side. You sit up too, rubbing your face with the heel of your hand before reaching for the first aid kit on your bed.

You didn’t think he’d hurt himself there too, but when he lifts his shirt up, you tend to it wordlessly. You can talk about it later.

When you’re done, you drop the trash into the little bin by the bed, click the kit closed, and set it aside. Then you sit back, legs crossed, watching him pull his shirt down over the fresh bandage.

He climbs in without another word, immediately claiming his old side like it was never up for negotiation. You slide in beside him, and he reaches for you the moment you're under the blanket, his arm winding easily around your waist, his nose nudging the back of your neck.

“I forgot to mention,” You start. “Suki sleeps in my room. She probably won’t come in tonight, but we need to figure something out.”

You turn your head slightly, enough to glance at him over your shoulder. “She was scared. She needed somewhere to feel safe.”

His face softens immediately. “Of course.”

“I’ll talk to her tomorrow. She’s been warming up to Jeonghan anyway. Maybe she’ll take the bunk across from him.”

After a few moments, he mumbles, “I’ll sleep wherever you want me to. Just not near Jeonghan.”

“Deal.”

[wandanatsgf]

Scream

Pairing: Serial Killer!Natasha x Reader

Word Count: 2.7k

Summary: After the gruesome murder of your fellow classmates, Jean and Charles, everyone is on high alert. The police tell everyone to stay inside, but your friends decide a party is just what you all need. It's not like the killer will be there, right?

Warnings: This is very lightly based off of scream, but I obviously changed things and made it my own. This contains killing, kidnapping, knife kink, blood licking, mommy kink, restraints, slapping, degradation, praise, knife fucking (the handle), thigh riding, noncon, finger sucking, cum eating, dacryphilia, and fingering. I think that's everything, but I might have missed something. I wrote this in an hour so please ignore any mistakes. This is also my first time writing something dark, so I hope you enjoy :)

"Come on baby, are you sure you don't want to go to the party?" your girlfriend asks you as you sit on some benches outside. "It'll only be us, Wanda, Tony, Steve, Bucky, Sam, Carol, and Vision."

"Yes, Natasha I am. I don't want to get killed," you explain for the umpteenth time.

"Please baby. I'll be there to protect you." Your girlfriend flexes her muscles as she says this. You let out a little laugh, although your girlfriend's gun show has got you a little hot and bothered.

"Fine Natty. I'll go but you better protect me." Your finger digs into her chest slightly as you point a finger at her, trying to get your point across.

"Don't worry baby. I'll always protect you," she says. She leans in and kisses you on the lips and you reciprocate.

"I'll see you tonight then," Nat says.

"I guess you will," you say. You both walk off to class, walking together until you have to go opposite ways.

Once you get home you quickly get ready for the party. You throw on a short dress and some heels before walking out the door. The drive to Tony Stark's mansion, where the party is being held, is quick. You're there before you know it. You park your car next to your friend's cars and walk inside.

"Hey Y/n you made it!" your friend Bucky says.

"Yeah I did. Natasha actually convinced me to go. Speaking of her have you seen her?"

"I did earlier. She's around here somewhere, but I'm not sure where."

"Thanks Buck," you say. You make your way around the house in search of you red-headed lover.

You search everywhere for her when you finally see her coming out of the garage with a bottle of wine in her hands.

"There you are. I've been looking everywhere for you," you say.

"Sorry baby. I just needed another drink," she says.

"What happened there?" you ask, pointing at the red stain on your girlfriend's shirt.

"Tony got a little too drunk and spilled some wine on me."

"Of course, he would do that," you say, laughing at his drunken antics.

"Come here princess." Natasha pulls you against her with one hand while the other holds her bottle. She presses a kiss to your lips and she tastes like the wine she has been drinking.

"Come here baby. I wanna dance with you," Natasha says. She pulls you against her body with one hand while the other holds on to her bottle. Your hips move together to the beat. You feel yourself get lost in the music until a scream breaks you out of your trance. You look around to see the source of the scream when a white-faced Carol emerges from the bathroom. Everyone gathers around to look, and the sight makes you sick. Wanda and Vision are laying in the tub, dead. They both have stab wounds right to the heart, they stood no chance.

"Oh my god," you let out. You can hear someone throwing up in the background and you're unsure if it's from the alcohol or the sight before you.

"We need to get out of here," you here Sam say. He tries the front door, but it won't budge. You all run to the back door and that too is stuck.

"Guys we're trapped," Tony says. You could've heard a pin drop.

You can hear Bucky start to freak out, and you don't blame him. You're starting to freak out too.

"What are we going to do Nat?" you ask your girlfriend.

"We just need to find a way out," she says. "We should split up and try all the exits. All the windows, doors, everything."

"Are you sure that's safe Natasha?" Carol asks.

"What choice do we have? It's that or wait for the killer to attack."

"She has a good point," you hear Steve say.

"We'll split up. Carol and Sam try the garage. Bucky, Tony, and I will try upstairs, and Natasha and Y/n can try down here," Steve says. Everyone agrees, although some reluctantly, to the plan.

As you and Natasha explore the ground floor, you hear a loud thud come from upstairs.

"What was that?" you ask.

"I'm sure it was nothing baby," Natasha says, trying to soothe you.

"I'm scared Nat. I don't wanna die."

"Hey you're not gonna die baby. Remember what I said? I'll be here to protect you, okay?"

"Okay Nat," you agree.

The two of you continue to hear more thuds coming from upstairs, making you jump more and more.

"I'm going to go see if everything's alright with them," Natasha says.

"But what about me?" you ask.

"Stay in here," Natasha says, leading you to the pantry.

"I'll be right back," she says. She closes the pantry door and leaves you in total silence. You hear someone let out a scream and then you hear someone fall down the stairs, you're praying it's not Natasha.

You can feel your breathing getting shallower as you start to freak out.

"Please let Natasha be alright," you think to yourself.

After what feels like forever Natasha reappears, covered in blood.

"Oh my god what happened?" you ask.

"He killed them all Y/n/n. He's crazy," she says.

"Who?"

"Steve. He killed Bucky and Tony. I don't know how Carol and Sam are." You can hear her breathing harshly.

"We need to get out of here now," you say. You walk up to the nearest window, praying it will open. You have no such luck.

"Damn it," you let out.

"Come on baby. We need to keep moving," your girlfriend says. "Let's go find the others," she says. The two of you cautiously move through the house, careful of every step you take.

The two of you eventually reach the garage door that leads from the house into the garage. Natasha puts herself in front of you as she opens the door. She lets out a gasp at the sight. Carol and Sam are laying there dead.

"Oh my god. This can't be happening," you cry out.

You can feel yourself start to hyperventilate. You run over to the garage door and pull at it, begging it to open. Natasha runs over and does the same, but nothing works.

"Come on baby we need to try something else," she says. The two of you leave the garage and you walk past the staircase. At the top of the staircase stands Steve, covered in blood with tears streaming down his face. The two of you make eye contact and you bolt off towards the living room.

"We need to find some weapons or something," Natasha says as she joins you. The two of you start to search as you hear Steve's thunderous steps make their way down.

"I've got one," you say, pulling a gun out of a couch cushion. You knew that Tony kept weapons hidden throughout the house in case of intruders because of how rich he is. You have no idea how to handle the gun, but right now you can't be more grateful to have found it.

You aim the gun at the doorway just as Steve walks through it.

"What are you doing Y/n?" Steve asks.

"Stopping you, you monster!"

"I'm not the monster here Y/n, she is," Steve says, gesturing at Natasha. You don't know what to do, so you back away from both of them.

"Baby, you can't believe I'm the killer. He's the killer," she says, pointing at Steve. He has blood smeared down the front of his shirt and pants. He's holding a knife that drips blood onto the once clean hardwood floors. The evidence is stacked against him.

"I'm sorry," you say as you point the gun. It goes off with a loud bang and Steve is thrown across the room. His white shirt is quickly painted crimson as he bleeds out. Now it's only you and Natasha left to find a way out of this building.

You collapse on the ground. You can feel tears falling down your face. Natasha walks behind you and wraps her arms around your waist. You think the gesture is loving, but you're so wrong.

"Guess what baby? You chose wrong," Natasha says. That's when you feel the knife against your throat.

"I was going to cut this pretty little neck open, but I just can't do that to my pretty little baby," Nat whispers in your ear. You can feel yourself shaking and trembling.

"Now I just want to see you crying and screaming as I fuck you," she says. She lifts you up and takes you to a bedroom with you fighting the whole way there. She quickly ties you to the bed with your legs and arms spread.

"You look so beautiful like this baby. All spread out and vulnerable for me." You feel her gaze sweep across your body, and it makes you want to cringe.

"Now we need to get these clothes out of the way," she says. She drags the knife from the top of your dress to the bottom, quickly removing it from your body.

She stares at you while you're completely naked except for your white cotton underwear. "I bet you'd look so pretty covered in blood baby." You had just stopped crying, but this thought made you want to cry all over again.

"I think you'd like that though. You want me to hurt you, don't you princess?" You shake your head no begging her to just let you go, bot to hurt you, something Natasha doesn't like.

"That's not the correct answer baby." You feel the coldness of the blade as she drags it down your cheek. A little bubble of blood pools there, but Natasha is quick to lick it up.

"Let's try that again," she says. Natasha asks you the question again and this time you nod your head yes. This time Natasha seems pleased.

"That's my good girl. I knew you would," she says. Natasha moves to straddle your left thigh and you can feel the heat coming off of her fully clothed pussy. She starts to grind down on your thigh, letting out a low moan.

"You look so pretty below me baby," Natasha says. "But you'd look so much better with a red face and tears rolling down your cheeks." Before you have time to react Natasha slaps your cheek again and again. You can feel tears cascading down your face.

"That's it baby. Let them fall," Natasha says. She starts to grind against your thigh faster, her words coming out in breathy moans.

"You just look so pretty when you cry," Natasha says. She slaps you again and you start sobbing, unable to control yourself.

"There you go baby. Just like that," she says. She lets out a high-pitched moan as she cums against your leg.

"That's my good girl. Making her mommy so happy," Natasha coos. She gently cups your face and licks your tears away. "Such a good girl for me."

Natasha gets off of your leg and grabs her knife again. You feel yourself tense up at the sight. She walks over to the bed and settles herself so that she's on top of you.

"It's okay baby. You can scream, I don't mind," Natasha says as she drags the knife down your body. You want to scream and moan at the same time. This is so wrong, but god does it feel so good.

"Natasha," you let out.

"Yes princess?"

"Please," you beg. You're not sure if you're begging her to let you go or to fuck you.

"What is it baby? You want me to fuck this sloppy little pussy of yours? You want mommy to fuck you stupid?" She drags the knife further and further towards your core, leaving slight scratches wherever she went.

You feel your anxiety rise as the blade scratches your inner thigh.

"What's wrong baby? You don't like mommy showing you attention?"

"I-I love it mommy," you say, saying whatever you know Natasha would like.

"That's my good girl. I knew you would," she says. She cuts away your underwear, completely exposing you to her.

"Look at this wet little pussy," Natasha says. She scoops up your wetness with her fingers and shoves them into your mouth. You suck on them, hating that she had made you so wet.

"You're taking my fingers so good baby. Just like the good little whore you are." She pushes her fingers farther into your mouth and you start to gag. She roughly fucks your mouth until she is satisfied. She removes them from your mouth and wipes the excess spit on your pussy.

"I've got to get you warmed up for my knife baby," she explains. You go rigid, but Natasha pays this no mind. She shoves one of her spit slicked fingers into your core. You let out an involuntary moan at the intrusion.

"Fuck baby you're taking me so well," she says as she adds another finger. You feel a slight burn, but the burn is quickly overtaken by pleasure.

"Fuck mommy," you moan out.

"That's it baby. Take my fingers." She roughly fucks them in and out of your tight hole, paying your comfort no mind. She adds a third finger, and you cry out at the stretch.

"Fuck," you scream.

"That's such a good girl," Natasha says. "Doing so good for me."

You can feel an impending orgasm as she thrusts into you again and again.

"Mommy. I need-," she cuts you off by removing her fingers from you. You whine at the lost. She slaps you across the face.

"Good girls take what they are given," she says. "And you want to be my good girl, don't you?"

"Yes mommy," you let out.

"That's a good girl," Natasha says. She grabs her knife that she had discarded on the nightstand and grabs the blade with her right hand. She moves her hand down towards your core and slowly moves the handle through your slit.

"Please fuck me mommy," you beg. Natasha roughly pushes the whole handle into you in one thrust. You moan out.

"Your little pussy is just eating my fucking knife baby," you hear Natasha moan out. She continues to roughly fuck you as your moans get louder and louder. You can feel yourself clench around the handle as you get close.

"Please can I cum mommy?" you beg.

"Cum for me princess, cum all over my knife," she says. That's all it takes for her to send you over the edge. Your body shudders as a powerful orgasm makes its way through you.

"You look so pretty baby but now you need to clean up your mess." Natasha holds the knife up. You see blood dripping down her hand from where she was gripping the blade too tight.

"Come on baby clean my knife handle. Lick it clean," she says. She holds the knife handle to your mouth and you gingerly lick it up and down.

"That's it, baby. Lick the knife that ended your friend's lives." You can feel bile making its way up your throat. "That's my good girl," she praises. She sets the knife down and goes to untie your shaking legs. Once she unties your legs, she unties your arms but quickly ties your arms and thighs together after she slips a robe that she found over your nude body.

"Now come on baby, we've got to go," she says. She ignores the way you're trembling in fear as holds the knife to your back. She walks, more like drags, you down the steps and to the front door. Your steps are slow from where Natasha had tied your thighs together. Eventually she gives up and just picks you up.

She pulls a key from her pocket and opens the door with it.

The two of you walk outside as Natasha walks you to her car. She tries to push you in, but you don't budge.

"Get in the fucking car, Y/n." Her voice is sharp and leaves no room for disobeying, yet that's what you do.

"No," you let out.

"No?" she screams out. She grabs you by the hair and opens her car's trunk. She roughly shoves you inside and locks it, preventing you from getting out.

Natasha hops into the driver's seat and quickly pulls out of Tony's driveway.

You can tell she's speeding down the road and you soon realize why. You can hear siren's going in the other direction, the direction of Tony's house. She wants to escape and take you with her.

You move around the small trunk, trying to find a way out. Unfortunately there is no way out. You can feel all of your energy leaving you with every move you make. You can feel yourself starting to black out and you give in to the darkness, admitting to yourself that you'll never escape Natasha.

[tboyquackity]

DOMINANT THINGS TO SAY DURING SEX:

• "the day gets worse!"

• "[you eyebags...have you slept?] no i haven't slept?!"

• "[abt a portrait of schlatt that got hung up] what the fuck!? i need this, i need this, i need this, WHY CAN'T I BREAK IT- I NEED IT, I NEED IT, i gotta hang this in my house-"

• "why did punz [kill me]!? i wanted to hold [the portrait] on my wall, i wanted to kiss it, i wanted to have it to myself!"

• "here's what i'm going to wear for my- [hesitates] for my *friend's* funeral!"

• "i'm sorry i'm sorry- this is just too shocking to my system."

• - bad: "you look very emotional quackity"

- q: "can you- can you repeat your words [from earlier?] you stood up here and said 'TOGAY?'"

- bad: "oh my goodness quackity, go sit down."

- q: "badboyhalo, please please, i'm hurting here, I'M GOING THROUGH THE FIVE STAGES OF GRIEF, and the fifth one is-

- bad: YOU'LL BE OKAY, QUACKITY! - ...Just go sit down."

• "uhm. uh. realistically and jokes aside, i think serving next to schlatt as a vp taught me a lot of important things in the world. more importantly, a side of him i don't think many of you really knew...uhm, but if there's one thing i can say about schlatt is that......AYY THAT MOTHERFUCKER'S DEAD!! [eats his heart] LET'S GO, HIS HEART IS WITHIN ME NOW. his heart is within me now!"

• - bad: "anyone who was a close friend of schlatt wanna come up?"

- q: "ME."

- bad: "ANYONE EXCEPT QUACKITY."

- q: "I HATE YOU!"

• "i have his heart within my body. i ate it."

• "[abt cschlatt body parts] let's [all] throw it in the river and piss on it! let's go!"

• "[as soon as the funeral is over, cq mutes his mic, sits in silence, breathing heavy] i need to pick up his bones. i need to pick schlatt's bones, i need to pick them up. where's his body? where's his body? i need to pick it up." [dives into the river to pick up whatever he can]

• "i don't think jschlatt should die- i don't think jschlatt should die! i think he should relive. i- i think he should live again. i think he should come back to life. oh my god. what the fuck did i just pick up? i need to get a piece of his teeth."

• "i'm gnna bring jschlatt back to life. i gotta see what the boys think! tubbo, where are you?"

• "chat- chat- hahhh- this funeral doesn't sit right with me. this funeral doesn't sit right with me and i feel like i need to do something about it!"

• "i- i gotta retrieve his body, i gotta retrieve his goddamn body. whatevers left in that fucking- that fucking chest-"

• "i'm gnna pick him up and resurrect him."

• "'RIP JSCHLATT'? nooo no baby no, there's no 'RIPS' in this land, baby. he's coming back, i'm bringing him back."

• "his dry old man bones...i couldn't be more happy than to do this to his body."

• "i need to speak to sam. sam will know, sam will know [what to do]! i need to speak to bad really fast, too."

• "sam- sam i'm a bit angry at the moment."

• - q: "i am in possession of schlatt's bones!"

- bad: "ok, can you put them in his-"

- q: "no no, i have a big plan."

- bad: "what are you gunna do with jschlatt's bones!?"

- q: "hey- hey, there's a little thing i call the frankenstein arc."

- bad: "NO!"

- q: "YES!"

- bad: "quackity, you can't do that!"

- q: "bad, we can bring him back to life-"

- bad: "don't do that! why do you wanna bring jschlatt back to life, don't you know how much- how much problems that would cause? if you revive him?"

- q: "listen, i'm just sayin', if we brought jschlatt back to life, he could bring glory to our country once again!"

- bad: "wait, so if we bring him back to life, he'd basically be unkillable then?"

- q: "yeah! yeahyeahyeah-"

• "DON'T TALK TO ME- i'm having a moment."

• - q: "i took his bones from his grave, i-"

sam: "what? that's bad luck."

q: "wait, really? are you serious?"

sam: "yeah, that's bad- better be careful-

q: "nononono, don't say that, are you serous? no, guys c'mon, nooo...can you please pretend it's good luck?"

sam: "to rob a grave!?"

• - sam: "wait, you're gunna try to bring jschlatt back to life?"

- q: "i have his bones, and that's all i need, baby!"

- sam: "but you just said how much you hate jsch-"

- q: "NOOO, I HAVE HIS BONES AND THAT'S ALL I NEED!"

• - bad: "wait, if you brought him back to life quackity, wouldn't he be mad at you?"

- q: "no- listen, listen to me, listen to me..... have you ever taken a look at l'manberg and said, 'hmm, i want that place all to myself?'"

• - sam: "i want you to listen to me, quackity."

- q: "yeah?"

- sam: "you listen to me. i will bring jschlatt back to life, but whatever happens with him afterwards is up to you."

- q: "that's all me, baby!"

- sam: "that's all your responsibility, i'll have nothing to do with him once he's back."

• - q: "just know that once we bring him back to life, he'll be back to power, and he will be our political puppet and we can take down ANYONE. ANYONE!"

- sam: "he wasn't exactly a great politician, though, was he?"

- q: "hey, c'mon.."

- bad: "yeah, will he be a better one as a zombie?"

- q: "shut- shut up bad! shut up! jesus christ!"

[niceboyeds]

but daddy i love him (e.m)

pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

summary: sometimes you have to put the gossipers in their place, and sometimes you have to give them something to talk about. inspired by none other than the masterpiece that is The Tortured Poets Department!

contains: bullying, fluff, language, sexual innuendos if you squint, i think that's it but please reach out if i missed anything!

word count: 1.2K

a/n: hi babies I'm baaaack! with that said I'm rusty so please don't hurt my feelings lmao. i have an idea for a smutty pt. 2 if enough of you want it! okay here we go...

(tagging some mutuals so i don’t get lost in the blackhole: @luvmunson @ghosttownwherenoonegoes @munsonology @lightvixxen @ali-r3n @espressomunson 🫶)

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there was always something exciting about being with a bad boy. but then again, there was nothing “bad” about Edward Munson. he may get a bad rap but, aside from his lunchbox goodies, he is a gentleman before anything else. and a damn good lover. 

you sit in the diner with your friends, snickers and snide remarks could be heard all throughout the room and dozens of eyes burn into the back of your head for what felt like the millionth time. unfortunately that’s one of the prices to pay living in a small town like Hawkins.

Eddie is better than you, though, and doesn’t let it get the best of him. and while you know you could never physically fight someone, you still aren’t shy enough to threaten it. you are, to put it gently, less “reserved” with your words, and make sure to put the lonely housewives and their preppy children in their place about their assumptions of him. 

things have gotten worse as your dating life has expanded out beyond the four walls of Eddie’s quaint trailer or the few friendly drunks at the hideout once a week. you and Eddie both craved being together in public and decided long ago that you don’t care who has something to say about it. 

besides, you know who the real Edward Munson is, you don’t believe what the judgmental church-goers or ex-cheerleaders think of you. the only time it gets you is when you can see it hurting him. 

throughout lunch you keep one hand in his, feeling him tense up every so often when he hears his name come out of their mouths. 

“i wouldn’t be caught dead with that freak!” you hear from a group of your old classmates’ table followed by an eruption of laughter. 

Eddie squeezes your hand three times before letting go, scooting his chair out from the table and excusing himself to the restroom. the friends at your table all look to you for the next move, enough looks of defeat for you to end this once and for all. with a soft smile, you throw a $20 bill on the table and rise from your seat. 

“sorry guys.” you sigh, motioning for them to gather their things to leave as you push in your chair and make your way to the table across the room. Dustin trots his way to the restroom to grab Eddie as you hear Robin say your name softly, urging you to leave it be but everyone knows you can’t.

“hey guys! how are you?” you beam at your old friends, doing your best to smile at them. “Stacy, Lauren, Molly…” you exaggerate her name, informing her you heard her comment loud and clear. 

mumbles of good’s and small nods emit from them and their eyes bounce to one another nervously. “aw that’s so good to hear!” you beam, “i’m doing great too, in case you were curious. ya know, i couldn’t help but overhear you guys chatting over here and i just felt like i needed to come say hi.” their smiles drop immediately as you talk, and you let them sit in their fear of what you’ll say next. 

“yeah, you know what they say… once a bitch always a bitch, right?” silence fills the diner and you hear Max cough to cover her giggle at the door. 

“i’m sorry?” Lauren scoffs, genuinely unable to comprehend the fact that you might be putting them in their place. 

“aw, you should be. because let’s face it, it’s pretty embarrassing that we graduated years ago and you still act like this.” you look at them with pure disgust, knowing they haven’t changed in the slightest. you speak with confidence, your tone still friendly, “and to think you used to truly care for me.”

“w-we do still care for you. we just want what’s best for you.” Stacy chirps as the other two nod along with her.

“what’s best for me? pretending like you’re all some fucking saints walking around and saying you’re praying for me to ‘come to my senses’ as if i have no control over my own life? who i love is my choice, so save your prayers for yourself because you’re the most judgmental creeps i’ve ever met.”

you turn to leave, your sweet group of friends still standing by the door waiting for you, Eddie having joined them just in the heat of your argument. reaching for his hand, you crack open the door and turn one last time to their table. 

“and by the way? i’m having his baby!” their eyes widen with horror and their mouths fall agape as you follow Eddie through the door and giggle, skipping to be directly next to him.  

“woah, woah, woah?! you’re pregnant??” Steve asks, genuinely unsure as you laugh at his question. 

“no, i’m not. but oh my god did you see their faces??” 

Eddie chuckles alongside you, and you feel relieved he’s made light of the situation along with you. “yeah, not yet.”

~~~~~~~~

you sit on the couch with Eddie seated directly in front of you on the shaggy carpet. one by one you twirl his messy curls into ringlets with an unfathomable amount of hair products. you feel his once tense body relax against your knees as he twiddles with the frayed pieces of your blue jeans. 

“it’s true, y’know…” he says softly, barely above a whisper. 

“what’s that?” you ponder, curious more-so as to why his tone has saddened during your comfortable silence.

“what they all say. that you’d be better off with someone else- someone other than me..?”

“no, i don’t think they know what the hell they’re talking about.” your hands continue to work on his hair, with only a few sections left you couldn’t allow yourself to leave it be. But you continue to reassure him. 

“Eds, i don’t care that they think i shouldn’t be with you. i want to be with you. I love you. isn’t that what matters? not what all these bored-ass people think, but what we want?” 

“you… you love me?” he turns his head to face you once you drop the final curl back against his head. an ear to ear grin plastered on his face and his eyebrows wiggle. 

“of course i love you, silly. i love you more than i have the words to express.” you tell him truthfully, knowing in your heart that he is the man for you. 

“i love you too. i love you so fucking much.” 

he stands up from his crouching position, pulling you up from the couch with him. your lips instinctively crash into his. 

you interlock your fingers around his neck, trying to bring him closer to you as if you weren’t already impossibly close to him. you sloppily kiss each other before you pull away from him, a small string of saliva still connecting you to him as your lips separate. 

“eww!” you laugh, before pulling him by the hand and dragging him down the hallway to his bedroom. “come on, slow poke!”

“hey! i thought you said you weren’t having my baby.” he teased, bringing up the silly comment you had said earlier at the diner. 

“yeah, not yet.”

[shanair]

Rick and Morty X F!Reader | S1E6

Episode Name- Rick Potion #9

Word Count- 4,398

Morty and I stand around at our lockers at school, I scroll on my phone as he gets his stuff. Principal… Vagina speaks overhead on the intercom. Man, our school is a joke.

“Principal Vagina here, don't let the name fool you, I'm very much in charge, reminding you that tonight is our annual flu season dance. I don't know how many times I have to say this but if you have the flu, stay home, the flu season dance is about awareness, not celebration. You don't bring dead babies to Passover.”

I find myself snickering at what probably wasn’t meant to be a joke. I look up at the sound of Morty slamming his locker shut to look over at Jessica, whom her friends had just approached. He doesn’t look in my direction, but I know what he’s going to do- god that idiot needs to stop trying to get with her, it’s so sad to watch.

“Ohhh. Okay, here we go.” I hear him psych himself up, I should stop him. Butttt, sad or not it’s entertaining. He walks over to her nervously. “H-Hey, Jessica, uhh-”

“What's up, Morty?” She greeted before sneezing. Morty stutters again but Brad doesn’t give him the chance to respond. He swings Jessica behind him with his arm, I scoff audibly.

“What are you doing?” He butts in, already up in Morty’s face. I push myself off the locker to stand near Morty.

“Ummm…” Morty stammered.

“Wait, wait. Were you about to talk... to her?” Brad points to Jessica.

“Well, I mean, I was thinking about it.”

“Dude-” Brad taps Morty’s chest, “stay in your league! Look at how hot she is! You don't see me going to a bigger school in a wealthier district and hittin' on their prettiest girl!” Jessica sighs and lets Brad lead her away, I hear her sarcastically mutter.

“Gee, thanks, Brad.”

“I throw balls far. You want good words, date a languager.” Brad yaps as he walks off with Jessica. At least she seemed, happier talking to Morty? I guess? I wrap my arm around Morty, grinning at him.

“Oh don’t worry about it too much, Morty. She’ll dump him soon enough after she’s done with his bullshit.”

“W-well that’s easy for you to say. I don’t want her later, I want her now- so I can go to the dance with her!” He sighs. He does make a good point, I shrug at him.

“Be realistic! There is no way you can make her like you right now. Can we go now?”

“Fine, fine.” He swats my arm off as we go to class.

. . .

I follow Rick into the kitchen as he gets something to drink, Dad stands behind the counter making a complex sandwich while Morty sits solemnly in front of him, with a plate of cookies. 

“...I remember feeling that way about a young lady named your mom, and that's not an urban dis, your mom was my Jessica. I remember the first time I saw her, I thought…”

“--I should get her pregnant, then she'll have to marry me” Rick interjects as he grabs a glass and opens the fridge, I walk over to Morty and steal a cookie. He’s too sad to care, score!

“I beg your pardon, Rick, inappropriate.” Dad warned as he pointed to Morty and I.

“Sorry, please proceed with your story about banging my daughter in high school,” Rick rolled his eyes, “I'm not sure you want to take romantic advice from this guy, Morty, his marriage is hanging from a thread.”

“My marriage is fine, thank you.” Dad replied defensively, turning around fully to Rick as he walked up.

“Jerry, it's your house, whatever you say it is is how it is, but I think a blind man could see that Beth is looking for the door. I barely have a reason to care and even I noticed.”

“Rick that’s harsh,” I add, Morty tacks on.

“Come on, Rick, don't talk about our parents like that.”

“Listen, Morty, I hate to break it to you, but what people call "love" is a chemical reaction that compels animals to breed. It hits hard, Morty, then it slowly fades, leaving you stranded in a failing marriage. I did it, your parents are gonna do it. Break the cycle, Morty. Rise above. Focus on science. At least your sister isn’t pinning over a rando anymore.” Rick monologued before leaving the room with his juice. As much as I like to be the better sibling I am still pinning, but at least not to Morty’s level. Don’t know if I should be disappointed or proud of his tenacity. The silence drags out as Dad walks over to us.

“Alright, well, I'm gonna go get dressed for the dance.” Morty said awkwardly before leaving his seat. Dad looks at me awkwardly.

“Yeah, I'm just going to...check on your mom.” He walks off too, both of them leaving me alone in the kitchen. 

“And they both left perfectly good food.” I comment at the discarded cookies and sandwich, I ponder skipping the dance and just sitting here but Morty shouldn’t suffer alone.. I guess. I finish up the cookies while I wait for Morty to finish getting ready. 

Once he’s out of our room I take the chance to get ready myself. I sit on my side of the room, taking my time to get dressed. I don’t care about this dance but I might as well look nice. Besides, maybe Olivia will be there. I’m not a big dress person but I put on an old one that Summer had, I could almost hear her when she gave it to me. ‘What and you’re so skinny then? Fine! You have it then, I don’t care!’, and then she ran out of the room crying. It wasn’t my fault, she asked how it looked on her and I said snug- oh. Yeah, I see why, oops. My dilemma ends when I realize I had zoned out thinking about that memory and now I’m ready. 

I walk to Rick’s garage, knowing that’s where Morty probably was, and I was right. My face dropped as I saw Morty as he was starting to zip his fly down, Rick was leaned over a machine near him with his back towards me. Morty gives me a dumbfounded face, I scrunch mine up in aversion.

“Am I interrupting, or???” I ask cautiously, Morty pulls it back up.

“Rick needed DNA.” He shrugs and Rick shakes his head before turning back to Morty.

“A hair, Morty, I needed one of your hairs! This isn't Game Of Thrones.” He plucks a hair from Morty. Morty shrieked quietly as Rick plucked a strand off his head. He shoves the hairpiece into the machine which deposits an orangey substance into a flask.

“What is this for exactly?” I question while walking to take a better look.

“Your brother wanted to make a love potion, so I used the oxytocin from voles combined with his DNA to concoct this.” Rick picks up the flask, handing it to Morty. “Alright, Morty, whoever you smear this stuff on will fall in love with you, and only you, forever. Ya happy now, Morty?” He walks away to sit back on his desk.

“Heck yeah! Thank you, Grandpa Rick!” Morty cheered as he took the potion happily. “Hey there's no dangers or anything or side effects, right?”

“Www.. what am I, a hack?! Go nuts, Morty, it's full proof.”

“Are you sure, Rick? Positive that nothing will go wrong? No small tiny details?” I push. Knowing Rick there has got to be something iffy about this. You can’t just mess around with love that delicately. Morty tugs on my arm as Rick turns back over.

“W-what are you going to doubt Rick’s invention? Let’s go! Jessica is waiting for me!” Morty frowned as he pulled me out of the room. Oh boy.

. . .

“This isn’t a good idea Morty!” I insist as we walk around the dance looking for Jessica.

“Shh! You’re just jealous… Oh! There she is!” Morty smiled. He pulled the potion out and smeared it on his hands. I sigh and accept he’s going to do this. I instead glance around the gym. It was decently packed, who knew a dance about flu prevention would have no physical aspects to enforce flu prevention? Eh, our school is a shithole anyway. Oh no, our school is a shithole. I can already feel myself worrying about catching the flu again, sure I have the shot, but these kids probably have an advanced strain that’ll mutilate my immune system. I wonder how many people have already spread it around. 

“Hey there, Jessica” Morty reaches Jessica, pretending to trip as he smears the potion on her exposed arm. “Whoops!”

She turns around, I can see the change in her demeanor as she grabs him close to her.

“Omigod, Morty. You look really nice tonight.”

“O-Wow, thanks!”

“I love you, Morty. I love you so much it burns!” I cringe as she starts caressing his face.

“Oh, man. I love you too, Jessica!” Morty smiled like an idiot up at her while Brad shoved in between the two.

“Is this punk bothering you, Jessica?!”

“Leave him alone, jerk!” Jessica hissed as she lost her shit. She gets up in Brad’s face aggressively. “I'm in love with him! He's more man than you will ever be!” She sneezes into his face. Yeah, sure she’s trying to defend Morty, but she could have at least covered when sneezing.

Brad’s face contorts a little before merging into remorse, surprisingly. He sighs.

“Aw man, Morty, ugh, I'm really sorry.”

“Oh, well, no problem Brad.” Morty replied, equally confused as I am. I see him glance over at me and I shrug in return.

“There's somethin' special bout you, somethin' special.” Brad hugs Morty before squeezing his ass. Something’s not right here.

“Whoa, take it easy!” Morty shouted as he pushed Brad off. Jessica grabs Morty’s left arm, narrowing her eyes at Brad.

“Get your hands off of him!” She screeched.

“Back off I'm trying to be with my man!” Brad shouted back before Principal Vagina and Mr. Goldenfold pull him off.

“That's enough Bradley. We don't want you injuring your ball-throwing arm.” Principal Vagina said as they dragged Brad off.

“Never leave me, Morty, never.” Jessica pulls Morty with her and I grab him. I see her glare daggers at me.

“Morty, you need to end this now. I have a bad feeling.” I whisper to him in a hushed voice. I overhear Brad's calling out for Morty as he’s brought out of the gym. “See?” Morty gives me a nervous look before Jessica intervenes.

“You have a problem, bitch?!” She gets in my face, pushing Morty behind him. “You want him too?! You can’t have him! You can never have him– or take him away from me.”

“Jesus Christ Jessica no I do not want to… take Morty away from you, I just want to talk to him.” 

“LIAR!” She shouted before grappling me.

“Jessica stop it!” I hear Morty protest, and other students look at us strangely. I throw Jessica to the ground but she immediately stands up, running at me like a madman. Okay why is it always Morty getting us into these situations, I can’t even go a week peacefully. But I’m his sister, so today cannot be the day where I start ditching him. So of course, I square up.

. . .

Jessica ends up shoving me into the crowd, and one of her friends catches me. She fucking growls at me before turning back to Morty. She pushes herself up against him. 

“Do it, Morty. Do it. Rip my clothes off and mate with me for life!”

“Jessica, get a hold of yourself!” The friend cried out before dropping me and rushing up to Morty to hold him as well. “You don’t deserve to carry Morty’s genes.” Simultaneously, everyone surrounding the fight gets the same possessive look in their eyes. I’m pushed back as even the DJ starts to sing about Morty.

“I love Morty and I hope Morty loves me I'd like to wrap my arms around him and feel him inside me”

“Oh, crap. Morty!” I shout over the crowd as they all crowd and fight each other for Morty. I get trampled partially as I push against the rushing crowd into the opening. The exit pushes open behind me and I look up to see Rick.

“(Y/N)!” Rick steadies me as he sees Morty sprinting towards us, the crowd scrambling behind him. “Morty, come on! We got to get you out of here. You're not gonna believe this because it usually never happens, but I made a mistake.” He shuts the door as we rush past, and the doors are immediately rammed into by the horny crowd. 

Another door bursts open as Principal Vagina runs behind us.

“Morty, are you okay?”

“I'm fine!” He shouts back.

“Oh, good. If anything ever happened to you, I would kill myself. I love you bad, mo-mo!”

“Ha! You got Mr. Vagina in love with you Morty! M-maybe I am jealous!” I grin through my labored breath. Jeez, this dress is not the running kind.

“Morty, the principal, and I have discussed it, a-a-and we're both insecure enough to agree to a three-way!” Another voice speaks out, I turn around and see Mr. Goldenfold. My eyebrows rise at the prospect but we make it outside. We rush into the ship, Morty trips but I turn him over into the seat. As I grip the handle to pull shut, the crowd pushes it in for me. The vehicle shakes as we settle in. 

“I didn't realize when I gave you that serum that Jessica had the flu you know, t-t-t-t-t-t-t-that might have been valuable information for me, Morty.” Rick groaned as he started the ship.

“What the hell is going on, Rick?!” Morty and I ask. Rick glared at our combined question.

“What does it look like? T-t-t-the serum is piggybacking on the virus. It's gone airborne.”

“Oh, crap. What are we gonna do, Rick?” Morty wailed.

“It's gonna be fine, Morty, relax. I whipped up an antidote. It's based on praying mantis DNA. You know, praying mantises are the exact opposite of voles, Morty. I mean, they-they mate once, and then they, you know, decapitate the partner. I mean, it's a whole ritual. It's really gruesome and totally opposite. There's no love at all. I-I-I basically mixed this with a more contagious flu virus. It should neutralize the whole thing, Morty. It'll all be over very shortly.” We fly over the crowd below after Rick pours his antidote into the ship as it expels a mist version over the crowd. “Uh, by the way, Morty, I know you didn't ask or anything, but I'm not interested in having sex with you. These serums, they don't work on anybody related to you genetically.”

“Uhm, obviously!” I retort. “I think we’ve picked up on that. Wait, considering Morty and I are twins, why aren’t they attracted to me?” 

“Y-you guys aren’t technically identical twins. You two share most of the same DNA initially, but when your chromosomes changed to XX instead of XY that’s a biggg difference.”

“Is it?”

“Ya, because I said so–”

“OH MY GOD!” Morty screeched, startling me as he stared in horror outside the window. I look out it also, everyone hit by the ‘antidote’ turned into an amalgamation of a praying mantis. Rick grimaced himself. 

“Okay, well, sometimes, science is more art than science, twins. A lot of people don't get that.”

. . .

We had parked the ship in a desert canyon. We stand and watch different broadcasts across the world looking for Morty so they can have sex with him before chopping his head off. He paces and freaks out.

“Oh, my god, Rick. The whole world is infected!”

“Yeah, it's pretty wild how fast that spread. I've really outdone myself.” Rick gloats, working on something else connected to the ship.

“Outdone yourself?! W-w a-are are you kidding me, Rick? This is not okay! Not only do they all want to have sex with me, but, you know, now they want to eat me afterwards!”

“Yeah, I don't know what I was thinking. Mantises are they opposite of voles? I mean, obviously, DNA's a little more complicated than that. You know what, though, Morty?” He pulls out another vial, this one filled with a purple liquid. “This right here's gonna do the trick, baby. It's koala mixed with rattlesnake, chimpanzee, cactus, shark, golden retriever, and just a smidge of dinosaur. Should add up to normal humanity.”

“I don't that doesn't make any sense, Rick. How does that add up to normal humanity?” 

“What, Morty, you want me to show you my math? I'm sorry a-are you the scientist or are you the kid that wanted to get laid?”

“It’s not his fault for being cautious, first you left out important information after we specifically asked for it, then you mess up fixing that mistake and start an apocalypse! Clearly, you don’t know what you’re doing!” I fuss, and Rick sighs obnoxiously.

“Okay, fine, whatever. Since you’re the smartass, you can make a serum to end this.” I stay quiet because I in fact know nothing about what he’s doing. “Exactly, get in the car.” We pile back in before flying back into civilization. The town is already wrecked, fire and destruction everywhere. It’s scary how fast this happened. I’m starting to get nervous now, what if Rick really can’t fix this? He nudges my shoulder. “Take a good look down there, (Y/N), and soak it in, because, you know, once I pull this lever, it's all back to normal.”

“I hope so. Just do it already.”

“Well, technically, (Y/N), there's no rush. I mean, you know, o-once it's fixed, it's done. It's fixed. You know, we could we could just enjoy it for a little bit. I mean, l-l-l-look at how crazy it is. I mean, (Y/N), w-w-when's the next time you're gonna see something like this? I mean, soak it in, you know? It's it's pretty neat. It's pretty interesting.”

“Please shut up–”

“That's it, Rick! I'm pulling the lever.” Morty yells as he pulls the lever, releasing the new antidote. Everyone melts back to normal.

“W-what do we have here, twins? Looks like I was right and you were wrong, huh? I-I-I-I-I-I-I bet you feel pretty stupid right about now, huh? I-I-I bet you both feel like the world's smallest kids that you were doubting me about this whole thing.”

“Oh, Rick,”

“Something's not right.” I exhale as everyone outside starts to crumble down to the ground. Their bodies convulse unnaturally.

“Yeah, you. You're not right ever.”

“No, no! Look, you idiot!” I force Rick to look outside. Everyone screamed as they turned into these fleshy bug-looking creatures. Many with extra appendages, eyes, and some even wings. 

Morty and I watch in horror as Rick once again screws up everything. Albeit this idea was Morty’s, Rick could have stopped this if he had just warned us in the beginning.

“Bet you're loving this. This must be the best day of your life. You get to be the mayor of I told you town. You're welcome.” Rick babbled drunkenly as he drank more from his flask. 

Holy shit. This is irreversible, isn’t it? The world is in ruins because of Morty’s stupid hormones. Everything is different now, it’s unfixable. What’s happening with our family right now? What if they got ripped apart by those… things? The sun rises on the broken world as we settle down on a rooftop. We walk out to sit on the ledge.

“Boy, I really cronenberged the world up, didn't I? We got a whole planet of cronenbergs walking around down there. Hey, Morty. A-at least they're not in love with you anymore, though. That's a huge step in the right direction.

“Oh, my god! It's a living nightmare! How could you be so irresponsible, Rick?” Morty cried.

“Me irresponsible?! You- all I wanted you to do was hand me a screwdriver, Morty! You're the one who wanted to be wanted me to buckle down and make you up a... roofie-juice serum so you could roofie that poor girl at your school. I mean, g w-w-w-w-w w are you kidding me, Morty? You're gonna try to take the high road on this one? Y-y-y-y-you're a little creep, Morty. Y-you're a you're you're you're just a little creepy... creep person.” Rick lectured as he stood up. Fine, Morty was a creep, is a creep. But Rick is still the ass here.

“All right, fine. I should have just listened to you when you refused to make the serum. I'm willing to accept my part of the blame for this, Rick. But I'll tell you something you know what? You got to accept your part of the blame! I'm not the one who fooled up the serum! I'm not the one who-who-who-who haphazardly, you know, mixed a bunch of nonsense together and created a bunch of cronenbergs! You got to fix this, Rick!” Morty yells defensively as he stands up as well.

“Yeah, Rick! Fix this! There are millions– no billions of lives that are now destroyed because of your crappy serum! Okay? This one is on, you!” I stand up as well, crossing my arms. I now realize how messed up my dress is but in a less torn fashion than Morty’s. I cannot believe I’m saying this but, I miss Summer. Rick steps closer to us, trying to reconcile.

“All right, all right, Morty. You know, w-w-w-we are in a pretty deep hole, here, but I do have one emergency solution that I can use that'll kind of put everything back to normal, relatively speaking. Here, Morty, put this on while I do a little bit of scouting.” Rick tosses Morty this metal backpack with a green panel, before putting on goggles. This better be a good plan.

. . .

IT WAS NOT A GOOD PLAN!!! Morty and I freak as we walk through a portal into a different dimension. Three identical bodies to our own lay mangled on the ground, blood everywhere.

“Oh, my god, Rick!” I cover my mouth in shock and fear as the metallic smell rushes into my face.

“Is that us?! W-w-w-we're dead! What is going on, Rick? I'm freaking out!” Morty cried hysterically.

“Calm down, you two!” Rick shouted but we tuned him out.

“Oh my god, oh my god. I can’t do this– I cannot, do this.” I pace around while Morty makes more noises of disgust combined with fear.

“I can't deal with this, Rick!” Morty shook his head as Rick grasped him.

“Calm down, Morty!” Rick shook him as I grabbed a trash can and promptly vomited into it. My eyes are pricked with tears at the brutality and the sickly feeling in my stomach.

“This can't be real!”

“You got to calm down, Morty.” Rick reiterates as I retch more, standing up I move over to the two.

“Rick! W-w-w-we-we’re ripped apart!” I stammer, he reaches over and grabs my head before knocking it into Morty’s. The shock shuts us up as he makes us focus on him.

“Shut up and listen to me! It's fine. Everything is fine. There's an infinite number of realities, and in a few dozen of those, I got lucky and turned everything back to normal. I just had to find one of those realities in which we also happen to all die around this time. Now we can just slip into the place of our dead selves in this reality and everything will be fine. We're not skipping a beat, twins. Now, help me with these bodies.”

“This is insane.” Morty muttered as he crouched down near ourselves. Rick hauls up his own body.

“Look, guys, I'll grab myself, you grab yourselves, okay? I mean, t-t-t-that seems fair to me I mean, that seems like a fair way to divvy it up.”

“Rick, what about the reality we left behind?” I sniffed as I walked over to my body. Her eyes were still open and bulged out like they were looking straight at me. Rick’s voice droned in my head as he spoke.

“What about the reality where Hitler cured cancer, (Y/N)? The answer is don't think about it. It's not like we can do this every week, anyways. We get three or four more of these, tops. Now, pick up your dead self and come on. Haste makes waste. I-I-I don't suppose you've considered this detail, but obviously, if I hadn't screwed up as much as I did, we'd be these guys right now, so, again, you're welcome.”

I suppressed my feelings as Morty and I followed Rick’s orders. We picked up our bodies, dragging them to the backyard. With every step, I felt not like myself, as if I was pushing my consciousness away. It was like I was a bystander, watching myself as I pulled another version of myself. As I dig the grave and push my body into it. I’m thinking of the God complex we must have as people. What of everyone in this universe? They’re the exact same, but they aren’t. Mom, Dad, Summer. They’re the same people, but not our people. We left our family in the universe we ruined. No goodbyes, or even anything to show that we’re okay– to see that they’re okay. The fact that we can do something like this… it’s abhorred. We’re going to live with this family that lost us, what gives us the right to replace them? Walking into the untouched home, I can tell Morty shares the same daze that I’m in. Our parents argue and shout at each other, but the only thing I hear is the ringing in my ears. The only thing I can truly see is my body staring up at me. Rick sits on the couch, unbothered next to a different Summer. Sitting next to her is strange. Everything’s okay now, we left that universe behind, and now, we can carry on with ourselves. Rick must be right, this is the best outcome we could get in our situation, right?

[tessasturns]

what are the chances. (pt.2)

fem!reader x brothers bsf!matt

a/n: ahhh tysm for the support on part one of this series, don't b shy y'all send in some requests:)) y'all don't care but i have tryouts for vb in a week and my jump floats SUCK. please help.

warnings: suggestive content, swearing, underage drinking, mentions of alcohol, text messages, not proofread !!

(masterlist) (pt.1) (pt.3)

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your eyes fluttered open as you stirred awake. you felt something on your chest, only to look down and see it was matt. you forgot he wouldn't shut up untilhe slept like this. you attempt to grab your phone without waking him, but he groans as he wakes up. "y/n? what are you- why am i laying here?" he babbles, obviously not having any memories from last night. "do you not remember?" you ask, and he shakes his head. "you had wayyy too much to drink and would not go to sleep unless it was here with me, and your brother didn't want you to throw up on him so i was kinda forced to." he slightly chuckles at his ignorance from last night. "oh shit...sorry 'bout that. i guess that explains my pounding headache" he mumbles.

"guys wake up!" nick says, unzipping your tent to see you and matt basically cuddling. "what-whats going on here?" he says, hiding a grin. "nothing nick, shut the fuck up" matt responds, getting off your chest. "sure...anyways, hurry and get ready hornballs" he says, walking away. you purse your lips into a smile as you and matt get up and out of the tent. everyones eyes are on you as walk out.

"me, nathan, and chris are going fishing, you wanna join?" jimmy says to matt. "uhh no thanks, i'll stay here with y/n, celeste, and nick" he says. your mom and marylou had already left for a walk so that just left you, celeste, nick, and matt.

you all sit in a bigger tent, no one saying anything, just sitting on their phones. "ugh i'm bored" nick groans as he tosses his phone to the side. his eyes slightly light up as a smug grin plays at his face. "hey y/n, why were you and matt literally cuddling when i came to wake you guys up?" after he says those words, my eyes shoot to matts. we share a look as i stutter to try and explain myself. "well, you see" i sigh as i begin. "matt just was really tired and i was asleep and i gues we just woke up like that, i don't really know" nick looks at me with a confused look. "sure, if you say so" he says as we go back to our phones.

the day basically passes us by as we find ourselves sitting around the campfire once again. we're all just talking and cracking jokes around a campfire, and it truly is just a night you won't forget. it's the same routine as last night; the parents go to sleep, which just leaves us. celeste is to my right as she sends me a text. i open the text, sighing as she's right next to me.

| celestey👅

yo i got an idea, distract the boys

we're getting fucking wasted tonight.

my heart races as i read that message. i don't question how shes gonna do it, i just simply try to talk to the boys. they're already talking about some old memories so it won't be hard to distract them any further. it's not too late yet, but i try to stall for as long as possible befroe they decide to go to sleep. from the corner of my eye, i see celeste grab about six drinks from the cooler beside her, now it makes sense why she wanted to sit here with me. she hides them in her shirt and gets up.

"my stomach's lowkey hurting," she looks at me dead in the eyes like she's waiting for me to say something. "hey y/n don't you have tylenol in your purse?" she asks you that, knowing you don't. you knew what she was up to so you decided to play along. "oh...oh yeah i do! it's in the tent, give us a second" i say, walking to the tent with celeste. we giggle as we hide in there and zip the door shut. "drink up hoe" she says, handing me three white claws. "woah, celeste c'mon" i chuckle, quietly opening the drink and taking some small sips. celeste however, is almost on her third. "bitch chug!" she giggles as i shotgun the rest of the drinks. we finish the last ones and hide the cans underneath a bag to my right.

we stumble out of the tent, the alcohol starting to take a small toll on us. "celeste, feelin' better?" chris asks as we sit back down. "yeah no i'm good" she says. "imma sleep, we're goin' on a hike tomorrow i need some rest" nate says as he walks over to the tent. the boys have started to settle down, but now it's just you and celeste incoherently babbling about nothing in particular.

"heyyy matt" you say, breaking the silence. "can you pleaseee let me have a white claw?" you batt your lashes innocently. "i- y/n, you know i'm not supposed to let you do that" he says with a sympathetic look. "pleaseee" you drag the word out in some hope he would agree. chris and nick both look at matt, hoping how would make the right decision. "sorry y/n but no" he sighs. "ugh fineee" you whine.

you and celeste, in your now drunken state, were just getting up and dancing for no apparent reason. matt loved the way you moved your body, it just made his situation in his pants much worse. once you were sat back down, he mumbled in your ear, "you have no clue what you're doin' to me doll." a smirk toys at your face. nick, celeste, nate, and chris have already went to their own tents, leaving you and matt by the campfire.

you and celeste had secretly shared two more beers before going to sleep, the alcohol hitting your body like a ton of bricks. matt had enough of the teasing, and he pulled you into the tent. although no one was outside, he still wanted some privacy. the two of you sit in the tent, not really doing anything.

"mattt" you whine. "yes doll?" he responds. you're too lazy and drunk to acknowledge the pet name, you just roll with it. "has anyone told you you're pretty? like sooo pretty?" you say, laying your head on his chest. "ah thank you y/n" he responds.

he pulls your lips into a hungry and passionate kiss, both of you moving into it. the tent is filled with the sound of lips smacking and bodies moving, but matt’s phone dings as he checks it.

| chris

omg you and y/n better stfu rn bitch im trying to sleep

you and matt both giggle as he apologizes through text. the two of you sit in a comforting silence as you slowly drift off to sleep, matt playing with your hair.

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to be continued...

tags: @lolastrniolo

a/n: guysss there will be more parts but pls be patient with me, im going to toronto this week for the eras tour !!! i will be less active and i do apologize for that:(( please don't be a silent reader! comment to be apart of the taglist:)

[yeoosaangg]

៹ HALF OF MY HEART || KINKTOBER ─ Day 24

➛ PAIRING:: JEONG JAEHYUN × FEM!READER

➛ NOW PLAYING:: HALF OF MY HEART — JOSH MAKAZO

⤷ ❝KNOW YOU STILL HAVE THINGS TO SAY. IT'S DIFFERENT SINCE I BROKE US APART.❞

➛ GENRE:: COLLEGE!AU, EXES TO LOVERS, SMUT

➛ WARNINGS:: PERIOD SEX, CAR SEX, FINGERING, JOCK!JAEHYUN, MARKING, PRAISE, MENTIONS OF BLOOD (OBVIOUSLY)

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You go to the skate park late at night to think.

It helps when you've got a lot on your mind and need to unwind, but you couldn't do that tonight.

A bunch of frat boys came together to throw a party, one you were invited to. It may not be your usual night out, but at least it was different.

Now alcohol can be your escape from a broken heart.

Kevin: Hey, you made it!

Y/n: I'm usually here skating on a regular night.

Kevin: Saved you a seat, right here

You roll your eyes as he pats his lap. You look around and see that there truly was no more space to sit and just take his offer.

Y/n: So, did I miss anything?

Kevin: Nah. Just a few guys on the football team having a chugging contest.

Y/n: Mmm, boring.

Kevin: It was.

You scan the park just to have something to do, but it proves to be a mistake when you spot your ex-boyfriend making out with one of the cheerleaders.

That hurts.

Kevin: Where'd your mind go just now?

Y/n: Saw Jaehyun playing tonsil hockey with captain preppy.

Kevin: Brutal. Need me to kick his ass?

Y/n: Nah. He'd squash you like a bug and I happen to love my best friend.

Kevin: I hate when you're right.

You guys laugh and you get up to grab a closed bottle of beer. When you come back, Kevin notices your ex staring at you two.

Kevin: He's looking.

Y/n: Don't care.

Kevin: He looks like he wants to kill me.

You roll your eyes and position yourself so you're straddling Kevin. He doesn't react, just holds your exposed hips so you don't fall back.

Y/n: You think from this angle it'll look like we're kissing?

Kevin: Yeah, why?

You put your thumb on his lips before kissing your nail, pressing your forehead against his. Kevin wraps his arm around you to make it look like he's pulling you in deeper.

You pull away and smile at him, a silent thank you for going along with your plan.

Kevin: He's coming over here.

Y/n: Don't lie to me, Moon.

So much for not caring.

Kevin: Just turn around.

You do and feel your heart drop as he strides over to you.

Y/n: Shit, gotta go.

Kevin: Have fun, bestie! Use protection!

You flip him off and hurriedly make your way towards the parking lot. Maybe you'll get home quicker if you run.

Jaehyun: Y/n! Wait up!

Why does he sound like he's right behind you?

You make a noise of surprise when he grabs your arm and turns you to face him.

Y/n: Oh, hey.

Jaehyun: Hey. Did you not hear me?

Y/n: Nope, sorry.

Lie.

Jaehyun: Can we talk?

Y/n: I don't think that's a good idea.

Jaehyun: Please? I swear I'll leave you alone after, if that's what you want.

You sigh.

He was using those stupid eyes of his. The ones where they get all soft and kind.

He still knows how to make you weak.

Y/n: Fine.

He smiles and guides you to his car with a hand on the small of your back. You feel his warm fingers curl around your waist, almost like he's afraid you'll run.

You curse yourself for wearing a crop top.

He opens the passenger door and you reluctantly get in.

There was an awkward silence when he gets in, locking the car doors. It was only for privacy reasons.

Jaehyun: I hate how we left things.

Y/n: How you left things.

He takes a deep breath and nods.

Jaehyun: I never wanted to hurt you.

Y/n: But you did.

He broke things off two months ago because he "needed to be with someone that matches his popularity", hence the bimbo he was making out with.

Jaehyun: It's just- I got lost in the glory of being the quarterback, that I became a different person. I let go of the one person who means the most to me because of it.

Stupid excuse.

Y/n: I get it, Jae. I'm not popular enough for you. I'm not drop-dead gorgeous enough for your new friends. But you didn't have to insult me when you broke things off. That was just cruel on your part.

He understands that.

He messed up so bad and it cost him the love of his life.

Jaehyun: You're the most beautiful woman I've ever met. That is a fact no one will ever get to prove wrong. My heart will always belong to you.

Oh.

He still has feelings for you?

Jaehyun: If you can give me another chance, I swear I'll do right by you.

Y/n: Don't you have a girlfriend?

Jaehyun: No.

Y/n: Then why were you making out with the head cheerleader? Thought she was your arm candy.

Jaehyun: I never made it official with her. Just let her kiss me in public, but nothing other than that.

Hm.

Jaehyun: What about you? Are you and Kevin Moon dating?

Y/n: Nah, I was just feeling petty. Kiss was fake; he'd launch me off of him if it was real.

Jaehyun: Now that sounds like him.

You both laugh, comfortable silence surrounding the once tense atmosphere.

It feels warm and familiar.

Jaehyun: Can I- Can I kiss you?

You nod, leaning in to meet his lips halfway.

You climb over and straddle his lap while he puts his seat all the way back. His hands roam your entire body, tongue exploring your mouth all over again.

You feel him getting ready to slide his hand into the waistband of your panties when you stop him.

Jaehyun: What's wrong?

Y/n: Nothing, I just remembered something.

Jaehyun: What is it?

You feel embarrassed to say this out loud. You're hot and bothered, but can't do anything about it because-

Y/n: I'm on my period.

He begins to laugh and kiss the skin underneath your jaw.

Y/n: It's not funny!

Jaehyun: It's kinda funny, baby.

You whine, hiding your face in his chest.

He wraps his arms around you and kisses the crown of your head.

Jaehyun: It's funny because you think a little blood's gonna stop me from fucking you.

Huh?!?

You yelp when his hand slips inside your panties and his middle finger circles your clit. You moan very loudly from not having been touched since he left you.

Jaehyun: Careful, baby. Wouldn't want anyone to hear your pretty sounds.

Y/n: Don't give a fuck.

You kiss him as his fingers get covered in a mix of your arousal and blood. Your pad gets scrunched the more his knuckles disappear in your cunt.

You sit up and take your top off, revealing you perky tits.

Jaehyun: No bra? What if you accidentally flashed everyone at the party?

Y/n: It is what it is.

He chuckles, helping you steady yourself as you get completely naked.

He lowers his jeans down enough so his cock springs free. He was hard and leaking, just how you like him.

You align yourself with his tip and slam down on his cock. He moans as you bounce without adjusting.

You were too horny and impatient to give a fuck about anything right now.

Y/n: Hated seeing you with that stupid, blonde airhead. Wanted to beat her ass everytime she passed me on campus.

Jaehyun: Aww, you didn't like how close she was to me? Then fucking mark me so she knows who I belong to.

You don't even have to be told twice. Your mouth litters multiple red hickeys all over his neck and chest.

God, he bruises so easily, it makes you needier.

You look so ruined already, but he wants to break you. Have you reduced to a drooling and whimpering mutt for him like he always does.

But not tonight.

Tonight is about getting you back and doing everything he can to show you he means what he says. He's going to love you despite what others say.

You're worth it.

He gasps when your teeth scratch against his jugular, lightly sucking on the skin there.

Y/n: I'm gonna cum.

He watches you bounce on his cock, tits matching the rhythm as you squirt all over him - you probably got blood all over him, too.

You get tired, so he slams his hips into you as the top of your ass hits the bottom of the steering wheel. Lucky it wasn't the horn, right?

Y/n: Want more. Please give me more.

Jaehyun: Such a good girl. Always taking what I give you and begging for more, not satisfied until everyone at this fucking party can see how thoroughly mine you are.

You scream as the tip of his cock hits your g-spot. It was a delicious repetitive motion that has you shaking in your ex-boyfriend's arms.

You press your chest against his, mouth attacking his neck as you meet his thrusts.

He tries to pull you off his neck by your hair, but you growl at him - mouth leaving him for only a moment to push his hand off before devouring him again.

His hands leaves bruises on your hips at how hot that was of you. Being on your period makes you even hornier than a bitch in heat.

Jaehyun: You’re my little whore, aren’t you?

You growl again, biting on his shoulder before nodding to his question.

Y/n: Only yours.

He picks up his pace, causing you to grip onto the handle above your head to steady yourself. His cock rams into you so rough, you're drooling and whimpering - just like he wanted.

Oops!

Both of you cum at the same time, not caring who hears you anymore. You just care about each other.

You bury your face in his neck trying to catch your breath. He leans back and massages your body to help soothe the shaking.

Y/n: I've missed you a lot.

He smiles, kissing your temple.

Jaehyun: Please give me another chance, Y/n. I can give you everything you need and want. Just give me one month and I swear I'll embed myself so far in you, you won't be able to breathe without me.

You giggle, resting your chin on his chest.

Y/n: Okay. But only one chance. If you blow it, you'll never see me again.

Jaehyun: Thank you, baby. I promise I'll treat you right.

He shifts a little and you whine. His cock was still inside you.

Y/n: Can we leave to get cleaned up? Cum mixed with blood isn't a pretty sight.

He laughs with his entire chest, kissing your lips with a huge grin.

Jaehyun: 'Course we can.

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a/n: get me away from pinterest prompts. this ain't good for my sanity. thanks for reading ‹𝟹

[wormshirt]

As someone who uses a mobility aid and has muscular tension that cause me general body and joint pain and stiffness from the hips down on both sides what would kill me with doctor who wouldn't be the running it'd be the fucking stairs. They don't always have stairs in doctor who but oh boy when they do. I can run super fast and then inevitably injure my hips and suffer through it and keep limping along through the pain but if it's a flight of stairs between me and safety I'm so dead. If I don't take those stairs 1 step at a time my knees WILL lock or my muscles will throw such a massive hissy fit that it'll take me TWICE the time it takes your average person to go up those stairs and I will be killed or kinapped or put through some strange and unusual scifi horror by step 3. The doctor and I (limping) run down 50000000 hallways and we reach the end of a hall with only a reasonably sized staircase on the other end of it and the doctor immediately starts vaulting up the steps 3 at a time until he turns around and notices that I have stopped completely at the bottom of the steps to stare at him blithely. He starts trying to get me to go up the stairs or ask what the hell I think I'm doing and I slowly lower myself back down to the ground and cross my arms over my chest and begin reciting funeral prayers with a serene smile. The big evil monster comes after me and I am eaten. Badly. The doctor yells NOOOOO really loud and cries a little maybe idk and then is emo about it for like half a season until they end up back by the staircase in a season finale or something and it's revealed that the stairs are magic stairs that preserve the conciousness of any ugly ass bitch who hates staircases enough and the doctor is implied to have know this all along. and the doctor gives me some heartbroken major depressive disorder poster child look and a little speech about how they "couldn't have come back here for blah blah excuses reasons" and I smile sweetly and say "why the fuck didn't you have an emergency exit strategy or some shit incase the guy who uses a fucking cane couldn't do some shit like go up stairs super fast because he uses a fucking cane. Hello. Not even mad. Are you stupid. You are a timelord. Your people let your gay ass fuck off to who knows where because you're the dumbest timelord ever and they couldn't stand your stupid ass. I can't believe I'm stuck on this gay ass space station with this lame ass death for all of eternity because you didn't think that the guy who struggles to go up stairs would struggle to go up stairs. You wanna know what the alien said to me before he ate me. He said hey that dude you're here with sucks so bad and is stupid and gay and lame as hell. And I would have said 'yeah lol' but then he ate me. He ate me because of stairs doctor. Stairs." And then I'd stay forever trapped with my soul in that staircase just so I could spend the rest of enternity sending spam calls and telemarketers to the tardis phone. The doctor's investigating something outside an alien bar somewhere and sees ads like XXX Brittany Wants To Spend a NIGHT With YOU Sexy! Hot Singles in your area! Call here for a night of FUN! HOT SINGLE Xxeksifloryean Milfs Looking For a MATE in GALAXIES NEAR YOU!!!!❤️❤️❤️ and softly puts a hand on the posters and goes "I'm sorry I couldn't save you....." five seconds later jerry from *TOTALLY REAL* intergalactic statefarm NOT A FAKE NOT A SCAM calls up the doctor on the TARDIS phone to ask about the doctor's insurance info. Somewhere I kick an ugly ass step on a stupid fucking staircase and break my ghost toe. I hop around and start swearing.

[isabella-2025]

Unlikely love Chapter 11: Warnings: Cursing, violence with a knife ( not to descriptive) and Blood spilt by bloodline member (minimal I put this here in case you are squeamish of blood). That is all Happy reading.

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Inside the McEntyre estate all Hell has broken loose. Jey and Sami dragged Noella's limp body into the basement in front of all her friends for them to see. Oh, How did they get there might you ask? We have to go back to that day in Atlanta that changed everything. A person so loyal to the one she loves it's scary. Now let's find out who this is shall we.

At the Glow and Co in Atlanta the workday was winding down and Trinity had just called and talked to all the ladies about a business deal that jade was supposed to take on the next day. liv had seemed off during the entire call, jittery and unfocused and Raquel, Jade and Bianca took notice of that. When Liv had stepped out in the hall to take a personal call the three ladies began conversing amongst themselves.

" Hey, guys did Liv seem off to you or was it just me." Bianca said

" No, I've known her for years and she had never acted that nervous before… something must be wrong " Raquel said

" Yeah I'm kind of concerned, you don't think her anxiety is flaring back up do you." Jade said

" No, she would be way more jittery if it was her anxiety." Raquel said.

" yeah……. OMG LIV.

Before Bianca could say what she was going to two armed assailants in all black with ski masks came in dragging liv with a knife to her throat. One assailant was tall and long black hair could be seen peeking through. The other assailant who had a knife to livs throat was shorter and had a distinct looks to him. The taller one grabs a gun swings it around and begins ordering Bianca, Jade and Raquel around.

" Hello, My name is…. Drew, now I get a little trigger happy so if I were you, I would get down on my knees or my finger just might slip."

They did not listen so Drew grabbed Raquel by the hair roughly and said

" Alright you little bitches who, do I kill first, this wanna be tough girl or little Liv over here."

Bianca and Jade look at each other nod and comply with Drew's demands. When Drew sees that they listened he throws Raquel down to the ground and she lands on her knees right beside the others.

The little attacker speaks and says

" Ladies, my name if Finn and you're probably wondering why we are here, aren't you."

They jsut nod but say nothing

Finn says " Well your friend Noella did something unforgivable, she got someone important to you all killed because she just couldn't play her role."

" Who, the hell are you talking about we do not know anything about that?" Raquel says

" Liv, why don't you tell them what's going on here." Finn says as he smirks

Liv gets up and swings around pulls the mask off of Finn and kisses him hard on the mouth. All the girls let out a collective gasp and Drew just smirks

" well, Rhea was my best friend and Noella didn't want to play the role of the good little wife to Drew so When Rhea went after Noella, she got shot in the process and is dead."

" We are so sorry, Liv but we didn't have anything to do with this." Jade says

Drew kicks Jade in the face knocking her out cold which makes Bianca scream. So to keep her quiet he knocks her out too. Now the only one still left conscious is Raquel.

Liv smirks and says " Well, Raquel you are smart to not talk back, now will you be a good girl and help us bring them to the van."

Raquel just nods and helps Drew carry them to the van outside.

Back in the present now in the basement Liv grabs Noella roughly by the hair laughs evilly and says

" Well, doesn't she look good like this so, useless.

Raquel, Bianca and Jade scream and curse at Liv to let her go but she doesn't. Noella finally comes too and see's Liv holding her and laughing evilly.

" Hey Bitch, look behind you." Liv says

Noella looks behind her and sees Raquel, Bianca and Jade tied up.

" What the hell, are you doing I though we were friends."

"Friends, with you… Hell no I was just working there because of Rhea and you got her killed. So now you are gonna watch as we kill everyone you kill about starting with these three." OH and someone's here to see you." She laughs evilly and smirks.

Noella feels one person pin her arms behind her and then she looks into the eyes of someone she thought loved her…. Jey uso.

Jey smirks, grabs a blade from Damian and says " You little bitch, you had to choose Roman over me, well Sweetheart if I cant have you he sure as hell can't."

"Sami hold her tighter I want her to feel all of this" Jey says.

Sami obeys and Jey pulls up her shirt smirks and pulls the blade all around her stomach to form a sword.

" You know what this means, Bitch, you belong to us now Roman isn't gonna want your dirty ass now."

Noella cries in pain and screams Romans name so loud, praying he will come save her.

Back at the Bloodline mansion Roman, jimmy, Trinity and Kevin all stare at his phone when the video pops up. Roman grips the table looks at the others and plays the video. The video shows Sami holding Noella as Jey carves a sword into Noella's stomach which is the symbol of the McEntyre clan. The video ends with Noella crying out Romans name loudly as tears stream down her face. Roman gets up and begins throwing chairs and slamming his fists against the wall so hard that they begin to bleed. Jimmy grabs Roman pushes him down into a chair and hold him there. Trinity goes to get a first aid clit and begins cleaning Romans hands gently. Kevin sensing that they need a moment together leaves the three to check on Cody. Roman clutches his now cleaned fists and begins to speak

" Jimmy, I do not know what the hell is wrong with your twin but if he thinks he can kill his own brother and do that to MY Noella he's got another damn thing coming."

Trinity gasps and grabs Jimmy's shoulders which are slump he says " Wait, Solo's dead and,,, Jey did it, that bastard."

Jimmy is so overcome with emotion that he falls in the floor and sobs, Trinity kneels down beside him and attempts to comfort her husband.

Roman speaks harshly and says " Jimmy, I love and I loved your brother but he's dead to me now, I am gonna go there by myself and kill them all. Nobody messes with my Noella and gets away with it."

jimmy finally composes himself grabs him by the shoulders and says " We cannot go in there to get her by ourselves, you will get her killed if you do that, take a breathe and think with your head."

Trinity stands between the two men and whispers something in Jimmy's ear. Jimmy smirks looks at Roman and says

" Look, I know you don't like bringing in outside help, what if the help was from the inside."

"What are you trying to get at here Jimmy? " Roman asks.

" What if we call in the big guns, the terror, werewolf and big uce, you trust them right?" Jimmy says.

" Well, yes I would trust them with my life…. I'll make the call right now." Roman says

Trinity walks out of the room and Jimmy follows her but Roman stops him.

" I know he's your brother, if there was no other choice, would you do what needed to be done." roman asks seriously.

Jimmy grabs roman by the shoulder and in a serous tone says "You know I got you uce, but I prau to doesn't come to that."

As Jimmy walks out of the room all Roman can think is me either.

Roman dials the number on his phone and says, " Hey big uce, I need a favor its serious family business."

…..

Do you think Jimmy will do the unthinkable to his brother if necessary or will he choke?

Who are the three people Roman has called to help him?

Will these people make a difference?

Will Noella get out alive?

tune in to chapter 12 to find out.

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[sweetvamp03]

Where you really belong

Word count: 2881

Sam Winchester x Female reader-no smut-light violence-fluff

Summary: You and Sam haven't seen eachother in months, when suddenly the Winchester boys show up unexpectedly. You miss eachother but don't know if you can work out your issues.

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Unlocking your front door, you waved at the car still on the road, waiting for you to get inside. You stepped in, flicking the light on and throwing your jacket and purse on the entry bench. You made your way to the kitchen to scavenge for something to snack on. Your boyfriend Oliver had taken you out to dinner at some fancy restaurant where the portions were almost as insane as the the food they offered. You politely ate what you ordered and prayed that he wouldn't want to come in so you could pig out. You were surprised to see the overhead light on, as you were usually pretty anal about the electricity bill. Turning the corner you were greeted by two rather large men, sitting at your dining table. Eyes glancing from one to the other, you blurted out, "Dean, Sam, what are you doing here?". The tension between you and Sam was thick in the air, Dean was well aware of it. Trying to focus mainly on the shorter one, you tilted your head, silently repeating your first question.

"Just saying hi, checking up on our favourite girl" Dean finally responded with a smile on his face, that was slowly fading when he looked at sam, obviously very uncomfortable.

"Oh well it's good to see you! Both of you." You meant it, your heart hadn't stopped racing since you saw Sam standing there, it took everything in you not to wrap him in a tight hug.

"You were out late! Not tracking any vamps are you?"

"No not in months dean. I was just out at dinner- with a friend." your eyes quickly darted to Sam and back, trying to gauge his reaction.

Raising his eyebrows and grinning ear to ear he exclamed, "Oh is she coming in? I love to meet any friends of yours."

Rolling your eyes you rebuttled "Yeah no. As much as I'd love for you to sleep with more of my friends, they had to get home."

Heading to the fridge you offered the boys some drinks, only one of them accepted. You had some beers left over from a party you had a few weeks ago, you knew if you were going to get through this you were going to have to be inhebreated.

"Okay so what's the real reason you guys are here?"

"Oh y'know, a demon threatened sammy here, if he didn't help him, he'd kill you. Don't freak out though, you're not dead so that's a good sign."

Taking a large swig out of your bottle you swallowed and let out a sigh. "Oh great."

Just then your phone started to ring, you fished it out of your dress pocket and glanced at the screen. Oliver. Of course. You knew that if you didn't answer he would just call back or worse, come check on you.

Picking up the call, you glided out of the room so your conversation hopefully wasn't overheard. "Hey Oli"

"Hey babe, just making sure you're okay, I'm sorry again that I couldn't stay over, apparently my boss thinks holding meetings at 5am is a fun way to boost our spirits."

"Heh yeah, it's all good, I have some stuff I need to do tonight anyway."

"I'll see you for lunch tomorrow though right? at Alexanders?"

Alexanders was your guys' go to restaurant, he took you there on your first date. "Yeah sure, I'll see you tomorrow."

"I love you baby" your heart ached, not because it was happy but because that wasn't the person you wanted to be telling you that.

"Love you too, babe." you choked out.

You hung up and hurried back into the kitchen, where you saw both boys silently looking in your direction. Apparently the walls in this little house were thinner than you had thought. Your lips parted, letting out an almost inaudible sigh, looking apologetically towards Sam. Your head started stiring, trying to rember what you had said, to understand just how bad it actually was. The words "Love you babe" echoed through your thoughts. Understandably Sam started out of the room, looking more upset than mad. Your eyes followed him out, then went right back to Dean, he probably hated you for hurting his brother like that.

"Dean I'm so sorry, I-"

"I know, don't mind Sammy he's just been a drama queen these last couple of months. We arn't here because of him, just to make sure you're okay."

Part of you felt dissapointed, but understood. "Well, thanks."

Sam rushed back into the room, with a burning question. "Hey uh do your neighbors usually stare out their blinds into your living room?"

"Uh not that i've noticed." you rushed to the window near the front door to take a peek.

"Yeah didn't think so" Sam grabbed your arm and pulled you away from the blinds. "Where do you keep your guns?"

"Under my bed" you replied.

"Show me."

You lead Sam into your bedroom, getting on all fours and reaching under your bedframe, and pulling out a few different cases. You sit up while opening the cases, you look back at Sam, it was so quiet as if he had left. You noticed his eyes trailing over the photo on your nightstand of you and Oliver. You turned back pretending to not have noticed. You kept the photo there because you thought you should, if you saw him every night when you fell asleep and every morning when you woke up, maybe your feeling would start to feel real. All of your friends have told you that he's perfect for you, and you know it too. So you gave it everything you had to try and make it work. Unfortunatley every moment you spent with him, you were thinking of someone else. It was't fair to him, you knew that, but you didn't know what to do at this point. You knew you'd never be over Sam, but you had to move on, trying to fake it til you make it.

You finally decided to fill the silence with something you had to get off your chest. "I don't love him you know." you confided in him, standing up.

"You don't have to lie to me Y/N, I heard you on the phone." Sam tried to let out a sarcastic chuckle, but you could tell how crushed he was.

"Doesn't mean I meant it. I haven't meant it since I said it to you." you lowered your head, embarrased to be oversharing with him like this. You used to tell him everything but things were different now.

"Then why did you leave? Why haven't you talked to me since that night?" he blurted out while grabbing your arm, pulling you closer to him.

"You know why Sam. It just doesn't work, you and me." You felt like you could hear your heart actually crack.

He slid his hand down your arm and intertwined it with yours. Slowly moving his other hand up to your jaw, tracing his thumb along your cheek. You were only inches away from eachother now, finding it hard to steady your breathing. You slowly leaned in to have your lips meet his, and he reciprocated in slow, passionate, loving, kisses. You pulled away abruptly.

"No, Sam. I can't do this."

"Why not?"

"I've spent all these months trying to forget you, trying to fake love with someone else so that maybe someday it won't hurt as bad as it does right now. And it has gotten me nowhere. This is only going to set me back further and I'll never be able to move on." you rambled on not knowing what you were going to say next.

"But why do you have to get over me, why can't we be together? I love you Y/N, and you've made it clear you still have feelings for me, so please just tell me what happened to us." he grabbed your hand back, pulling it up to his mouth to plant a light kiss on the back.

A tear started to form in the inner corner of your eye, you couldn't let yourself go like this, not right now while you were under some sort of supernatural attack. "We should get take the guns out to dean." you said while wiping away the tear that was trying to make its way down your face.

Dean was waiting impatiently wondering where the two of you had been. "Guys c'mon, nows not the time to get all touchy feely, if you didn't know before, theres kind of a bunch of demons watching us."

"Yeah sorry the case was jammed and we couldn't open it" you replied, realizing that Dean had noticed the red in your eyes from the almost tears.

"But they haven't done anything? Haven't made a move at all?" Sam questioned curiously.

"Nope. I don't know what kind of orders they got but they don't really seem to be in attack mode."

You didn't really feel like fighting if it wasn't necessary, so you headed to the couch.

"What are you doing?" Dean asked.

"I'm not gonna stand around all night waiting for them to pounce, go ahead and get comfortable." you laughed.

Sam sauntered towards the couch as you had moments before, taking a seat on the cushion right next to you. You noticed Dean had just taken a seat in the chair by the window, staying on look out. Your phone lightly pinged in your pocket, you grabbed it out and saw a text from Oliver reading "Goodnight baby, see you tomorrow and sleep well <3". You tried to turn it off as quickly as possible but were unsuccessful. Oliver sent a goodnight text every night, it was very sweet but it annoyed you a little bit.

"Not gonna reply?" Sam inquired.

"I already said goodnight earlier." you barked back at him.

He lowered his voice to a hushed tone so it would be difficult for Dean to hear everything. "Why are you here? With him? You don't love him, if you did truly love him I'd leave it alone. I just want what will make you happy. That's all I've ever wanted, you know that Y/N."

You couldn't talk here, not with Dean so close. You abrubtly stood up and grabbed Sam by the hand dragging him back into the kitchen.

Once you were defintely out of earshot you opened up to him, not wanting to, but needing to.

"Sam, that night, with the Wendigo, you almost died."

"I almost die like once a week, and I actually die quite often too." he let out a pained chuckle.

"You almost died because of me. You wouldn't have if you weren't trying to protect me, I can't be the reason you die Sam, I just can't. If I ever lost you I don't think I could cope. I thought if I left and tried to distance myself that it would be better for the both of us."

"Y/N, I know. I felt that way every time you left the bunker. But what good are we if we stay apart? We are just as hurt and destroyed as we would be if one of us lost eachother. I'll do anything for you, that inlcudes dying. But I know how hard that would hit you, so I try my very best to stay alive. For you. Every morning I get up and I remember I need to make it through the day because you are still out there, and one day you could come back to me."

The tears you tried so hard to battle earlier were coming back, flooding this time. Sam grabbed you up, his arms wrapped around your waist, while yours framed his neck. Burying your head into his shoulder you couldn't hold it in any longer. "I love you Sam" it came out muffled as your mouth was pressed to his red flannel.

"I love you too baby." You could feel tears hitting the top of your head, they were slowly running down his face and your heart pounded with love. Something you hadn't felt in awhile.

A loud creak behind you made you jump, luckily it was just dean. You were still wrapped in Sam's arms and Dean looked relieved. "Hey guys, uh sorry to interrupt what was probably a very heartwarming moment, but I think they are making some sort of move-" He turned to walk back to the front of the house then paused and returned to meet your faces. "But not the kind of move that was about to happen here" he smirked.

As he bolted out of the room you threw a bag of chips that was on the counter beside you, towards him. Something light enough that wouldn't hurt, but that would still get the message across. "Ow" he mumbled.

Sam let out a laugh, he loved it when you stood up for yourself. Looking back into his puppy dog eyes, you silently agreed to let go of eachother and prepare for the fight that was upcoming.

Guns in hand, you waited by the front door, when quickly an old man and woman burst through it, eyes black as coal. You and Sam fired shots, slowing them down a bit, while Dean was hiding behind a cabinet. When opportunity struck, he lept out and stabbed the woman in the chest, quickly removing the knife covered in blood, and driving it into the mans back. There was silence.

"Uh was that it?" you said flatly.

"I have no idea. Those were the only two I saw watching us. Seems weird that they didn't have more on babysitting duty." Dean was looking around waiting for another attack from a different angle. You all waited and waited but nothing came. After 10 minutes, you sat down on the couch, if the demons were going to try and kill you, they better do it soon because you arn't the most patient girl in the world.

"Maybe we just got lucky?" Sam sounded confused at his own explanation.

Just then, the back window was completely shattered and before you knew it, the demon was inside and making his way towards Sam.

"Sam!" You exclaimed as you jumped up. Horror in your eyes. You looked over to Dean who was knocked unconcious from the blow.

You grabbed the demon knife out of Deans limp hand and stuck it in the bloody demon faster than anything you've ever done before. He fell to the ground and you stepped over him to make your way towards the long haired man you loved so dearly. "Baby are you alright?" you whispered to him.

"Yeah don't worry sweetheart I'm okay, are you okay?" he was looking you over.

"I'm fine, see this is why I left." you both let out a little laugh as he kissed your forehead.

Just then Dean gained conciousness and looked at the two of you, "Alright we did it!" sticking out a thumbs up.

Both you and Sam rolled your eyes once again and went back to looking at eachother. You knew you weren't staying here any longer, so you tried to remember where you stashed your suitcase. The two of you let Dean take care of the bodies while you packed up your sad little life here in Sioux Falls. All you really needed was Sam; and maybe your clothes. You left everything else behind. Except a little box you kept on the top shelf of your closet. Inside, pictures and memories from you and Sam, even though you tried to move on, you couldn't just forget him completly, you had to keep some things. He came up behind you to take a peek inside to see what you had in there, his eyes softened as he wrapped his arms around you. He nuzzled his face into your hair, taking in your scent, something he truly missed. He would never admit it, but he had one of his sweaters that you used to wear around the bunker, he hadn't washed it since you left because he didn't want to forget how you smelled.

"What am I going to tell Oliver?" you took a deep breath, feeling horrible that you were doing this to him. But not so horrible since Sam's thick arms were holding you tight.

"Just tell him, it's not you, it's me"

You laughed, "Oh yeah that's clever, nobody has ever used that one before."

"Just tell him you're going back to where you really belong."

"Yeah, that sounds good."

The engine of the impala sounded as Dean pulled into the driveway, "I'll take your bags out, I'll give you a moment" Sam offered.

"No thanks, I don't need any more moments here. I want to spend all my moments where I really belong from now on." You smiled up at him.

He took your hand, and you each grabbed a bag, heading out the door without looking back. You knew that your life was just getting started now, it felt stalled before, but this is where you were truly meant to be. With the WInchester brothers, saving people, hunting things. And most importantly, being with the only man you ever truly loved.

[destinygoldenstar]

🌟THE JELLO HAS BEEN EXPOSED🌟 - Total Drama Viewer Reacts to Disventure Camp Season 3 Episode 5 “The Turbulent Triathlon”

Get out of the picture, Yul. How dare you.

I wish this turned out better. Honestly. It's a bit lacking compared to the others.

But come on, since when has Yul ever been a quality character?

Enjoy the reaction.

Villains Alliance is such a lame name for this.

We need a better name.

If you have a better name in mind, tell me.

Oliver gets thrown out of a plane, as usual.

We haven't actually seen much of Oliver. I'm starting to think he's dead XD

NOOOOO!!!

NOT THE CHICKEN!!

THAT CHICKEN WAS CUTE, COME ON.

I know this is something they do in Survivor. But there's a reason you get clotheslined by a clothesline for it.

"Sorry ma'am, we're just tired of eating fruits."

Hey, fruit is good man!

Such evil behavior.

Who are the villains again?

"Camp life has been good recently. Tom's been extremely helpful! Guess cops make good survivalists as well."

Aw, look at these two getting along!

Jake butts in the confessional like "THE HELL DID YOU JUST SAY ABOUT BEING HAPPY?! I'M DYING OVER HERE! ALL I HAVE IS FISH!!!"

I noticed the camps are in different locations. The Yellow Team is near the beach. The Cyan Team is more in the woodlands. And the Pink Team has a bit of both with a nice lake area.

Or, sorry MAGENTA Team.

That's a weird thing to name a team.

Magenta Team. Magenta Team. Magenta Team. Magenta Team.

I guess it has a ring to it.

"Wait... you want to kill it?!"

TELL EM GABBY!!!

I knew she would be against this.

"Well yeah. How else would we eat it?"

"WELL FUCK ALL Y'ALL! I'D RATHER YOU EAT ME!"

"We can keep her and name her Freckles."

Awwww, yes!

Yes, please do that!

Cyan Team should have a pet.

"Why don't we vote an see what the majority wants to do?"

A smart Ellie decision?

Wow.

The smartest thing Ellie has ever done. And it's regarding a CHICKEN.

OH YOU SUCK TESS! REALLY?!

COME ON! LET THE CHICKEN LIVE!

NOOOOOOO

"Sorry Gabs. Why don't we go get some fruit?"

"Let's go set up a clothesline. That'll be a 10/10 prank to pull on Tom. Just for you, babe."

"I would've voted to eat the chicken, but I didn't want Gabby to feel ostracized."

Oh come on.

Well at least you're supportive of your girlfriend I guess.

#JUSTICEFORFRECKLES

"Where's Ally and Hunter?"

"Taking a nap in the tent."

"Hope the lovebirds keep it PG in there."

😳

OHOHOHOHOOOOOOO...

OH MY GOD NO.

THAT WAS NOT NECESSARY XD

OH GOD.

"We... were thinking about the alliance you offered."

"Ashley and I talked and... well... we want to take you up on that offer."

Really?

That is interesting.

Cause I would've thought they would all band to get her out.

"If you're out, it'll come down to a tie between us two against Hunter and Ally."

OH THAT'S TRUE.

That's actually smart.

"And what's stopping you from using me now and throwing me away when I'm no longer useful?"

Nothing.

XD

I'm gonna be honest there.

"To be honest, nothing."

Even they said that XD

Oh poor Fiore.

"I need to get Hunter and Fiore on the same page. Otherwise, we're toast! I'm not letting history repeat itself."

Hey, at least you learned from last time.

Where are these guys?

"Though, you might see the occasional hair on your plate if you're rude like me!"

Oh that's gross.

Hate that.

"Oliver? Wha- why would you take orders from him?"

"He helped me through some rough times. I owe him a lot."

Yeah. He did. Bless.

Also good to know he's not dead.

GET YOUR ARMS OFF OF HIM!!!

"Oh don't worry! You'll have plenty of time to decompose in a retirement home when you're out of the game!"

"Uh, you voted for me, idiot!"

GET YUL OUTTA HERE.

YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW THAT.

And honestly, I BLESS whoever did vote for you.

"It was me. I voted Yul."

😲

OH. MY GOD.

QUEEN QUEEN QUEEN QUEEN QUEEN QUEEN QUEEEEEEENNNN.👑

BLESS HER.

BLESS THIS WOMAN.

"For my next showing, I will vote Yul. Every time I can. Yul is such a bad villain nobody wants him around. He don't deserve to be in this alliance."

NO RIYA YOU'RE TOO GOOD!!! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE EVIL!!!

"Lately, I've been getting on his nerve, and I wanted that negative attention on someone else."

OH. OH I GET THAT.

So she shortens a target on her back, cause attention will be on Yul to go once Connor is gone.

GIRL. YOU ARE TOO SLAY FOR THIS GAME. 💅

AND I HATE YUL, SO OF COURSE I LOVE YOU FOR THIS.

SHE DID THIS FOR ME.

"Sorry Connor. You've become my meat shield, and it's too late to turn back now."

"Hey, I warned you. I had the decency to at least give you that much."

"It's also satisfying to see Yul a bit paranoid for once."

👑

Yes. Yes it is.

WE LOVE THE YUL TORMENT IN THIS HOUSEHOLD.

I love Riya bullying Yul. It fills me with joy.

OOOOOOOOOHHHH

Is she gonna expose them?

THEY GET EXPOSED ALREADY?! DAMN.

OKAY CONNOR GETS TO DO STUFF! 👏

YAY! CONNOR'S RELEVANT TO THE PLOT!!!!

OKAY HE CRUSHED THAT! LET'S GO!

"Hey guys, we got mail! Someone left us a note!"

"Wait, the postal service delivers all the way out here?"

😂😂😂

😂😂😂

*CHOKING FROM LAUGHTER*

😂

OH MY-

😂

*Fanning myself from tears*

OH MY GOD...

😂

HIS FACE.

😂😂😂

I'M SORRY.

I'M SO SORRY!!!

THAT HAD NO RIGHT BEING AS FUNNY AS THAT WAS!!

😂

OH MY GOD 😂

Oh my god I need to calm down...

That has to be the hardest I've laughed from Disventure Camp EVER.

I-I have to watch it again. I have to.

"Hey guys, we got mail! Someone left us a note!"

"Wait, the postal service delivers all the way out here?"

I don't even know why that gets me. Maybe cause I'm laughing too hard to think and get the joke.

Oh my god that's good. XD

"'This note is for members of the Magenta Team and Cyan Team. I am issuing a warning. You must act now while there's still time.'"

OH SHIT SHE IS EXPOSING THEM.

"'If you're reading this, it means I was voted out at last nights elimination.'"

"N-no! S-she... s-she... she can't be gone already!"

OH NO JAKE!! OH SWEETIE!!

That was only person he had left in this world!! AWWWW💔

Told you he would be devastated.

"'Riya, Alec, Grett, Yul, Ellie, and Fiore have formed a secret villains alliance. I heard their plans myself.'"

"'The six of them plan to take control at the merge.'"

"'To achieve this, they will do anything to create problems amongst the rest of you.'"

"'Do not fall for their plans. Take them out before it's too late. Good luck. Signed, Miriam.'"

OH SHIT.

THEY'RE EXPOSED ALREADY?!

What are they gonna do now?!

THERE'S AN ACTUAL THREAT!! THERE'S ACTUAL HIGH STAKES!!!

Aaaaannnnd this is where Fiore goes.

RIP.

"That old lady is obviously senile!"

"Don't you dare call her that!"

YEAH JAKE AIN'T HAVING YOU INSULT MIRIAM.

"I mean, how could we even form that alliance when they're on the other team? Huh? Use your brains!"

I mean... true. It's kinda faulty thinking on their part.

"You are a grown man fighting with a child!"

FR FR.

All Hunter's been doing so far is bully the child.

I hope Allyson and Hunter NEVER have kids.

"You really are a piece of work, Ellie! First you get out Lake, then you're a traitor to your own team?!"

YEP.

ELLIE IS ALSO FUCKED.

GEE, IF ONLY YOU HAD A GIRLS ALLIANCE THAT INCLUDED LAKE SO YOU WOULDN'T NEED TO JOIN THE VILLAINS IN THE FIRST PLACE.

"Let's just all calm down!"

Aw poor Tess.

Tess really is just the glue holding this team together at this point.

"But it's not out of character for you! Dividing people and secret alliances?! Anything for money, right?"

OOF.

OH THAT HURT.

WOOF.

Also Tom should know.

"If this were all true, Ellie would have told me! Right, Ellie?"

OH GIRL.

OH GABBY.

OH NO.

OH NO.

Poor Tess.

Tess is just being completely unheard on her team.

"Our team is in shambles, but I don't blame Aiden and Tom for blowing up. The Ellie I've come to know these last few days is way different than the chill person I met in college."

Game do be like that.

AGAIN, IF ONLY ELLIE HAD A GIRLS ALLIANCE THAT COULD PROTECT HER HERE.

"They might work together!"

"Fiore was literally just exposed. That makes no sense!"

I kinda get both sides though.

Cause what really is better for the game here? Keeping a member of this threatening alliance around? What if you potentially don't lose till merge? Twice? Let alone once?

On the other hand, if you get rid of her, you leave yourself vulnerable to a tie.

Damn. I don't know what the correct option is here.

"You want to get farther in this game? We need Fiore on our side, and you are sabotaging our chances!"

"Jeez, it's always me that messes up huh? Always me that has to admit when I'm wrong. Like you're an angel."

You both suck.

XD

Crazy I'm saying that cause I liked them decently enough last season.

They weren't my favorites, but I liked them.

It's crazy how I'd much rather watch Jake hallucinate getting cucked than these two fighting.

Like I want to know what's going on there and why Tom is acting the way he is.

These two are just pissing me off cause they KNOW how to communicate usually. (At least there's a reason for the boys to have this issue)

What the hell is happening here?

"This is our chance to prove ourselves, for people to see us in a better light!"

WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING?

THE AUDIENCE CAN'T HELP YOU!

"Why do you care so much about what everyone thinks of you? Does it matter that I see so much more than some idiots online?!"

FR.

"You never listen Hunter! You make everything worse. That's all you ever do!"

Go get therapy. Both of you.

Like, you're both awful. But for different reasons.

OH.

OH HE FEELS BAD.

Is he just trying to look out for her but is coming up with the wrong plan?

"Magenta and Cyan Team, getting your first look at the new Yellow Team."

Jello Team?

I heard Jello Team.

*rewinds*

No she said Jello.

SCREW IT. YOU CAUSED THIS.

IT'S JELLO TEAM NOW.

THE JELLO ALLIANCE!

"I feel horrible for Miriam. I know she was super excited to play again."

Awwww 💔

I can never be upset with Jake and Miriam. They are precious.

You probably don't deserve a hug. But screw it.

Oh they're bringing back a Season 2 challenge. That's cool!

I think Total Drama All Stars did this too. Where they just reused challenges from previous seasons but with a twist. Like, Paintball Deer Hunter but with leeches.

I mean they didn't do a good job with the concept. Still.

OH GOD THEY BROUGHT BACK THE THOUSAND FOOT DROP TOO!

Trevor's like "Ha... ha ha... great... nice knowing y'all."

"I was a little tempted to ask the Yellow Team about the legitimacy of the villains alliance-"

IT'S THE JELLO ALLIANCE.

THEY HAVE TEA PARTIES WITH JELLO AS A CLUB OUTING.

"Guess it's time to use my police academy training, and figure out what they're up to!"

Ooh. Tom's gonna intervene?

I mean, everyone knows, so idk how good spying is when there's nothing to spy on. But sure.

Let Tom do some police spy stuff.

"YOU ARE UNDER ARREST FOR THE DISGRACE OF THE NAME OF JELLO! AND BIGGOTRY, A COUPLE OF MURDER ATTEMPTS, AND CROSS TEAMING RESPECTIVELY!"

"And... where do you stand?"

"We have to get her out."

Oh.

Jake having friendly interactions with some of his teammates...

Huh. Not on my bingo card at all.

OP-

THAT LOOKED LIKE IT HURT.

"Hunter, a-are you alright?"

Oh wow he actually stopped to check on him.

"Awwwww, did someone have a little tumble? Eat my dust, loser!"

*Proceeds to throw a tumble weed at his face*

WOULD YOU LIKE YOUR DUST PLAIN OR SEASONED?

"Same old guy."

Yeah, facts.

"That was a little funny, but don't you think you were too harsh on him? He already lost his bike."

Oh wow. Grett's not as shitty as she used to be.

I mean I loved Grett's shitiness, I'm just shocked. I thought she would be all over that.

"That's the point. Kick em while they're down to ensure defeat."

I'm sure that won't end poorly.

(This GIF cracks me up XD)

"Being mean and controlling didn't exactly end well for me last time."

Grett redemption arc?

Is this what I'm hearing right now? She learned from her mistakes?

Is that what they're doing with her character?

Let's go???? Grett redemption arc???

"Who are you, my mother? Quit trying to tell me what to do!"

SHE'S TRYING TO HELP YOU.

"Well next time, if you want your opinion, I'll ask!"

"Which will be never! UGH, who gave women rights?!"

"You've got to get rid of those thunder thighs."

WHAT THE-

PERMISSION TO KILL THIS BITCH?

HER THUNDER THIGHS ARE BEAUTIFUL! FUCK YOU!!

"He knows that's a sore spot for me..."

I'm kinda worried for Grett now.

I don't want to assume SOMETHING, but if her own boyfriend body shames her, then shit.

Idk, she SAID she was losing weight for herself. How much of that is the truth??

"Thank god Miriam is gone."

Of course Ellie is happy.

"I wasn't responsible for it, but screw it. REVENGE FEELS GREAT!"

"Three million bucks is on the line. If you're not stressed, you don't belong here."

Yeah, I can see that being on Ellie's mind cause she's in poverty.

In her mind, she needs that money more than anyone else.

Which, you know, might be true actually.

I get her motive. I do.

As much as I dunk on Ellie, I actually do like her as a character and I do find her motives and her story arc interesting and compelling.

Just, you know, think your plans through.

"If I win, I won't need to hold down two jobs to pay for college."

You know how SHIT college bills are?

The majority of people who go to college get student debt they can never recover from.

I got lucky. My family refused to let me pay for college myself.

OH HE HAS TO CARRY HIS BIKE XD

Poor guy.

"Let's go! There's no time to waste, Tess!"

No let Tess talk with her bae! That's what she came here for.

Oh no.

He just looks sad now. The anger is just gone.

He just looks sad looking at it.

Tom doesn't want you anymore.

🎵"Don't wish. Don't start. Wishing only wounds the heart."🎵

🎵"There's a girl I know. He loves her so. I'm not that girl."🎵

I AM SO SORRY FOR THE WICKED JOKES.

"Just hold onto me while I swim."

"I HEARD THAT! WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT EXACTLY, TOM?!"

"NOTICE ME DAMMIT!!!"

"Alright, but I want to try and do this myself first."

Aiden character development! Let's go!

I like their friendship. It's so wholesome.

You know, aside from the elephant in the room.

"Over this past year, me and James took gliding lessons Cute, right?"

Awww.

"Well, we did it mostly to help me overcome the trauma from last seasons final. I still don't love heights, but... those lessons have helped me overcome that fear."

Oh that's so sweet! I love that!

I love what they're doing with Aiden so far. It's so nice!

And as I said that he's already on Tom's back.

I hope Jake isn't watching that.

"I guess being a lifeguard could be my... plan C!"

"Hahaha! Cause I suck at all my jobs?"

"Hey... is Jake mad at you or something?"

OH HE NOTICED.

"He's been eyeing us for awhile, and not in a friendly way."

"Who's Jake?"

"The guy in pink. He looks like Ladybug, but a guy."

"I don't know him."

"But I thought-"

"I don't know anything about him. Nope. Never talked to him in my life."

"Don't worry, I'm planning on talking to him."

Are you? *Not convinced*

"Fine! I've been avoiding Jake."

Oh finally you fess up to it!

"I feel burned by what happened on our season and... whatever. I need to look forward."

Oh yeah...

I said it could be that, but that just confirms it.

It does have to do with that. Cause I know that hurt both of them so much.

And Tom's already moved on, it seems like. So it's a bit hard to confront your past.

BTW, I do know about these Greetings existing.

Currently, as I am reacting to the show, I do not care about these.

Whatever information is said in these is irrelevant to me at the moment.

Because for me, the REALLY vital stuff should be IN THE SHOW.

I'm sure they're great. But in terms of my exposure to them: NOT RIGHT NOW.

Y'all just chilling here?

Nothing better to do?

"Friendships can't be trusted in this game."

In terms of Alec, yeah.

In terms of Jake, YOU were the one that broke that.

"With all do respect, you don't know him like I do. I can decide that for myself."

POP OFF TESS!

She has a backbone! She knows what she's doing!

"I'm tired, Tess."

"Of the game?"

"Of Ally."

Oh shit.

"Ever since last season, a ton of haters started coming to her streams and raiding her social media, leaving nasty comments."

For literally no reason. Like seriously WHAT DID SHE DO???

I still don't get this. She didn't have this issue before? Really?

It's the Internet. You're gonna get haters.

I'm getting hate comments, but you don't see me being a bitch to anyone about it.

EVER HEARD OF BLOCKING?

"I don't blame her. People online are cruel."

I guess, but I feel like Allyson is more mature than that.

She has a Twitch Career! She has way more social media presence and impact than I could dream of!

"Ally seems to have this thing where... she needs to be liked above all else, and... when people are mean, she can't brush it off like the rest of us."

THAT IS NOT HOW ALLYSON WAS CHARACTERIZED LAST SEASON.

THAT'S WHY I'M NOT BUYING IT.

Like, I WOULD buy it if she WAS characterized like that before. But she wasn't.

"She acts confident, but I can tell that she's hurting inside."

So Hunter does care about her.

He just is really bad at it.

Awww.

"You have to let me win, Riya!"

She can't help you! She's on the other team!

Cross teaming does not work.

"We've been exposed. Everyone knows about the villains alliance!"

"Miriam sent out a letter to the other teams. My entire team found out this morning!"

"But... wait, that's not possible. Miriam was sitting at camp all afternoon before elimination."

Put the pieces together.

"Sorry kid, but I want the reward."

RIYA!

COME ON!

I mean I get it, cross teaming don't work. But at least piggyback her!

"For my next showing, I am undoing the crosses of the cross teaming that is crossing the line with the exposure of the crossing! And now the crossing is out of hand and we have a lose lose scenario!"

NO RIYA THAT'S A TONGUE TWISTER!

"Don't worry! I'm like a bullet train!"

OOP.

AND NOW YOU LOSE.

"I HAVE BEEN BAMBOOZLED! I SHOULDN'T HAVE UNDERESTIMED THE GABBY! DAMMIT!! MY EGO!!!"

"Your team will have a portable shower and soaps delivered to your camp!"

"Yes! That's exactly what I wanted!"

Of course you do XD

"I am SO SICK of catching colds! I want my next showing to be HOT! And clean!"

Of course Riya wants luxury. I love her.

And Fiore is screwed.

"Hey, fellow Jellos?? Yeah... I got some bad news for ya. The kid's a bit... yeah..."

"Why the hell did you not help her?"

"Look at how we set this up, man! If the Jello Team loses, one of us goes home! If the Cyan Team loses, one of us goes home! If the Pink Team loses, one of us goes home! DID YOU NOT THINK THAT THROUGH? AT THE VERY LEAST I WON Y'ALL A SHOWER!"

"Is it that shocking? We trusted Fiore to win a challenge for us."

Yeah, why did you guys put her at the end?

"Hopefully the team finally realizes who really needs to go."

I don't know what the best move is here, actually.

I don't think they're gonna get rid of Hunter or Allyson though. They have a plotline.

Oh we're just going right into it! DAMN! OKAY!

It's gotta be Fiore, right?

They're not gonna get rid of the other two yet.

"First vote..."

The long pause.

Fiore?

'FIORE'

Yep. She's gone.

'FIORE'

She is gone.

'HUNTER'

That's Fiore's handwriting.

'HUNTER'

OH!

OH MY GOD?!

WAIT ARE THEY ACTUALLY-?!

😲

MY JAW IS DROPPED.

OH MY GOD THEY ACTUALLY DID IT!!!

I DIDN'T THINK THEY WOULD!

HOLY SHIT, I THOUGHT HUNTER WAS GONNA STAY LONGER! HE HAD A PLOTLINE WITH ALLYSON!

THAT WAS A BLINDSIDE!

"Do y'all just hate winning challenges?!"

"Yes. Yes we do."

"I'm sorry dude, but we did what was best for our game."

Which is pretty fair.

I feel like both options help you.

On top of that Hunter is... kind of a merge beast.

"What's the point of a goodbye? I'm probably joining you soon anyway..."

Yeah, I'm shocked by this.

I thought these two were in it for the long run and we'd have to deal with their relationship drama the whole time.

But no. They dropped it in Episode 5.

Especially since the promotional stuff and the intro emphasized them fighting. You'd think that'd mean that's a major plot point.

But NO.

I'm shocked.

"Hey now. The Ally I know wouldn't give up on a game like that."

Awww.

See? He cares about you.

Awwww.

At least they made up.

XD

YEAH SUFFER BITCH. YOU DON'T GET BEAUTY SLEEP.

Oh?

What are you doing here?

Cliffhanger. Great. Love that. /s

Idk, I feel like that make up was bit rushed.

THEY WON ME OVER A BIT AT THE END THERE THOUGH.

I mean I get it, but also both of them just don't feel like the same characters from Season 2, ya know?

Shock to the system hearing that from me, cause you all know I love the messy characters at this point. But like, the ones I like are consistent, ya know? They were characterized and set up in their respective seasons to be that way, so it makes sense.

Hunter and Allyson are chill people. Idk.

Not saying they can never argue, but both of them have shown to be so calm under pressure in Season 2. And here they aren't.

They had targets on their backs ALL MERGE, and yet they were so calm under that amount of pressure!

I'm still not seeing the vision of what they're doing with Allyson.

Maybe with Hunter gone, she will, ya know, be more tolerable.

She's not completely pissing me off yet though. Still.

It's not that stress over hate comments is unrelatable or anything. I was pretty heavily emotionally abused from where I used to live myself. That can make you hot tempered. But she's not emotionally abused, it's Internet people that can't hurt her.

If anyone remembers when I used to hate on Dhar Mann (I still do), I actually got very nasty comments ALL THE TIME. And it led to me having anxiety attacks for two weeks straight.

But that was the worst reaction I ever got to an Internet comment, and that took two weeks time. Every other time since that I'm over it in like a day.

Even with hate comments I get sometimes, I'm over it in about an hour and it doesn't phase me anymore.

So... I HAVE been where she is. But it does not make sense to me that her type of character would have that issue.

It just kinda feels like "Hey look at her! She's relatable! SYMPATHIZE!"

Relatability does not equal a good character. It does not get points from me.

I do not relate to Grett or her struggles at all. This stuff never happened to me. But I still stan her. I especially do NOT relate to Riya at all! It would be very concerning if I did. But look at me still liking her.

I'm for her being an underdog on her team. If that's what the plan is.

She can gravitate towards her teammates, minus Fiore. I can see that happening.

If this team loses again, Fiore is gone. 100%. There is literally no reason for any of them to keep her longer than that.

I am willing to give Allyson's story a chance. It's only Episode 5. She can still win me over!

I DO NOT HATE HER. (YET.) I DON'T WANT TO. I WANT TO LIKE HER.

Unfortunately the Jello Alliance is exposed to everyone. Yes I'm calling them the Jellos cause it's funnier than 'the villains'.

I think they're gonna be okay though. Fiore won't be, but aside from that. It just seems like such a big deal and it's being established as this major threat that it can't just be dropped a few episodes in.

That doesn't make any sense to me, anyway.

Jello is important. They're gonna be important.

RIP Fiore. You are royally fucked.

[scribbleswithsaro]

𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬. a collection of lines from the 2003 movie Uptown Girls.

❛ Some fairy tales are true. ❜

❛ I’ve alerted the management company about this. ❜

❛ You did this to me on purpose. ❜

❛ You’re my best friend in the whole entire universe, how could you possibly think a thing like this? ❜

❛ There you are, sweetie. ❜

❛ You know, you can get botox injections for that forehead wrinkle. ❜

❛ Hey, you want to pick up bacterial meningitis or polio, you be my guest. ❜

❛ Listen, I didn’t mean to – uhh... ❜

❛ You always do this. When are you gonna grow up? ❜

❛ This is like a world gone mad. Like I’ve stepped through the looking-glass or something. ❜

❛ I need my shirt back. ❜

❛ This place is beyond its normal grotesque. It’s post-nuclear. ❜

❛ I can’t believe you did this to me after all the strings I pulled. ❜

❛ I know that I’m an undeserving creep, but can we please talk about it over lunch?❜

❛ Fine, see if I care! I’ll live off of water and sunshine. ❜

❛ I actually am uniquely qualified for this position, having spent so many years developing my skills as a people person.

❛ What is this, The Shining? ❜

❛ How cool is this? Look at this little tea set! Look at these cute little scones! ❜

❛ Hey - hey. You don't touch that unless I happen to invite you to tea. ❜

❛ Ugh! You just got your germy drool all over my plastic scone, you freako! ❜

❛ You missed a spot. ❜

❛ Why don't you get your little plastic baggie out and dig up some penicillin? ❜

❛ When you work for me, you leave when I say you can leave. ❜

❛ For your information, I do not work for you. I am employed by your mother. ❜

❛ Swinging door. ❜

❛ Baby, what are you doing outside all by yourself? ❜

❛ I know this is a big change for you, but it'll feel like home in no time at all. ❜

❛I can't believe those creeps would throw a destitute woman out onto the street.❜

❛ Chivalry is so dead. ❜

❛ You can't keep all this stuff. ❜

❛ You sure looked great out there. ❜

❛ I just... you know. Yelling at you the other day and all..? I'm sorry. ❜

❛ What are you doing here? ❜

❛ You're on probation. ❜

❛ Act your age, not your shoe size. ❜

❛ Don't you ever do that to me again. ❜

❛ You're hurting me. ❜

❛ You hurt me. Take it back. ❜

❛ I really hate surprises. ❜

❛ My glands are swollen. I'm having an allergic reaction. My immune system is crashing. ❜

❛ You know you had fun. ❜

❛ It must be hard getting rid of all this neat stuff, huh? ❜

❛ Can I have just five more minutes, please? ❜

❛ God, you're pathetic. ❜

❛ That's kinda harsh. ❜

❛ It's a harsh world. ❜

❛ Could you please help me? This is starting to hurt. ❜

❛ There is never, ever an excuse for hitting another person. ❜

❛ We need to talk. ❜

❛ Those are the four most hateful words in the English language. ❜

❛ Why are you buttering my plastic scone? ❜

❛ I invited you to afternoon tea. The least you could do is be polite. ❜

❛ Are you still moping over that disgusting guy? ❜

❛ Other people always let you down. Why don't you forget them and do something for yourself? ❜

❛ Maybe some of us aren't good at anything. ❜

❛ Every grownup is good at something. ❜

❛ What's so great about being a grownup, anyway? ❜

❛ You're scared. ❜

❛ If you refuse to have a nice time with me, I'm going to have fun by myself. ❜

❛ What is with this music, anyway? ❜

❛ You know, I thought that maybe - just maybe, you'd remember we had plans tonight. ❜

❛ If I never have a drop of tea again, it would be too soon. ❜

❛ Please, go without me. ❜

❛ Is that what you think of our friendship? ❜

❛ Thank you for taking me in like this. ❜

❛ Well, look at this. Perfect 98.6. Only twenty degrees above the temperature of the beautiful day awaiting us outside. ❜

❛ I'm not going anywhere. Especially with you. ❜

❛ We're going to sit in giant tea cups and spin round and round in circles until we puke. ❜

❛ I can't believe I let you talk me into this. ❜

❛ Haven't you ever been to an amusement park? Ever? ❜

❛ Why is it so dead around here? ❜

❛ Let's go home. ❜

❛ You're lucky that you were mad. See, when you're mad, you don't miss people. And if you stay mad, it's like you never knew them at all. ❜

❛ I wasn't mad, [Name]. I was confused. ❜

❛ You were right, [Name]. I am scared. But you're scared, too. You're as scared as I am. ❜

❛ That water's contaminated, you know. ❜

❛ If you don't get out of there, I'll call the police. ❜

❛ A hundred and one degrees. Sick as a dog. ❜

❛ You better hope you don't get radiation poisoning from that toxic pond scum. ❜

❛ Take two echinacea and a Benadryl for your sinuses. Call me if you need anything else.❜

❛ You're the doctor. ❜

❛ I can't think of what to say. ❜

❛ When I'm not ready, you hunt me down. When I try and make it work, you're not interested. ❜

❛ All you do is take, and I've got nothing for you right now, so... maybe it's a good time to start thinking about someone other than yourself.. ❜

❛ This is everything that he's left behind in the whole world. ❜

❛ Grownups never stay friends with kids. ❜

[adriwatchestoku]

Gavv ep25

we're almost caught up ;_;

"ah yes left off on everyone having a bad time" "that's been consistently the case in one way or another"

y'all have no idea how much I relate to shouma only eating ice cream

"just the contrast of Lakia to everyone around him is so good"

the side eye

Lakia is so unimpressed

it's time for rocks!

Sachika's face omg

YES WORK FOR SACHIKA

"yessssss"

"they're both trying so hard"

Lakia with Sachika is gold

"just the casual reach out to grab something as he's dragged away"

vox akuma ass vtuber

ah there we go, Lakia's now on the hit list

yeah stop calling it that

"you got yourself into this situation, hanto"

"so someone pointed out that jacket hanto is wearing is the same Kiriya wore…" "yeah, dark Kiriya"

"that's always a great motivation"

lakia being incredibly relatable

oh right this bitter gavv. the kazari one

hanto's fighting style is still just throwing himself, literally, at the enemy

oh that's not good

I wonder how concrete tastes to Lakia

God, Lakia and Sachika have the best dynamic

OH MY GOD HE'S RIGGED SO BADLY

seriously it looks like when I rigged my models and I am a fucking beginner my rigging is bad

"can you handle this solo?" "the deafening silence"

"shouma immediately concerned about lakia working alone"

"shouma immediately no longer concerned"

lakia not wanting to expend any effort lmao

this gochizo helping shouma out awwwwwwww

oh I like the use of mist

body horror continues with the bitter gavvs

"rock and a hard place" that translation with knowing how granutes eat rocks

a pretty good setup for this granute lbr, kinda like uva with the call center

"i love non-standard henshin. what it means for Hanto probably isn't great but it's still cool"

they really are using the tight setting for their fights to their full extent

i want to know who the fight chorographer for gavv is

that's NOT GOOD Hanto please for the LOVE OF GOD STOP BEING GOU

"face eating leopard would never eat my face. I'm different"

oh you DEAD dead

I feel like Lakia is about to find a LOT of energy REAL FAST

gavv ep 26

Lakia recap! "YES!"

Vram's fighting style, goddamn

okay the original is a kid so that makes sense the rigging is so bad

that ain't suspicious at all, suga

(it's very suspicious)

"that's not going to fool her for a second and you know it, Shouma"

"ASSEMBLE THE LITTLE GUYS"

aaaaaaaaaand Lakia's back at the park

i need more of this golden retriever/black cat relationship Sachika and Lakia have going on

"someone is showing concern? For me? As a person?"

oh lakia is strong for a granute. interesting

"hey, boyfriend's here"

oh nyelv's jealous of valen

"YOU CAN'T JUST SAY THIS SHIT"

"Lakia actually talking about his feelings? What the hell?"

"Lakia has the same big brother energy as Tendou, but it takes energy to do so so he doesn't."

"not bad" when he previously said it isn't granute food

"well, that's bait. But don't have any better plans"

yeah Hanto is just going to found passed out on a bench somewhere after all this

Lakia is impressively strong I see and yeah, that makes sense, he's the only one so far that's gone toe to toe with glotta

And after Hanto I really don't like what Jelly is doing to Lakia

jackpot and one of the minions gets huge wile the other gets small that's. that's so good

"i appreciate that shouma is worried about the little guys"

"what's weighing me down?" Lakia riding on his back

"Sorry you're going to have to explain some things to him. He doesn't understand the concept of kayfabe"

unsurprisingly, hanto walks in on suga with the bitter gavv

both of us are cheering at the new kamen rider

[stellarwaffles]

Ooooo you wanna talk about your ocs you wanna talk about them so bad ooooooo

Sorry for taking 381 days to answer ummmmm hi I want to talk about Ari

I don't think I've really posted about Ari on tumblr so I'll include basic info

Ari uses she/it/him pronoun and is a lesbian. She is a lion lava monster + is 6ft tall

Ari Sunfall is the oldest of the Sunfall siblings (Ari, Ziva, Leo, Daniel, Cherry*, Talya, Dasi)

When Ari was 13 her parents had to go be at war they weren't allowed to stay at home + raise their kids anymore so as the oldest Ari had to take care of her siblings

If you've ever heard Surface Pressure from Encanto that's the only song on my Ari playlist

Anyway um when Ari was 16 she got a girlfriend yaaaaaaay they were t4t :3

they dated for an amount of months before Ari's gf broke up w her bc taking care of 5 siblings was clearly stressful for Ari + gf was worried dealing w that and also a relationship was too much for Ari. Ummm she had good intentions but this made Ari put more effort into hiding when she's stressed

When Ari was 18 she had to be in the army </3 fuck Monstrox we all hate that guy

Ari got to see his parents for the first time in 5 years so that was nice

Ari also got a girlfriend while in the army! When Ari was 20 she dated Kirsten. They dated for an amount of months

:3

Kirsten broke up w Ari </3

:3

so um ye when the lava monsters got trapped in the Book of Monsters Ari was also trapped. Bc she's a lava monster

S1 nexo knight Ari is one of the background lava monsters

At some point in s1 the lava monsters attack a town called Kneadton + during the attack Ari gets distracted by the smell of freshly baked bread and goes into the bakery where Feather works

Feather is Rather Frightened and as a panic response. Acts friendly + normal as if Ari was a regular customer instead of part of the army attacking the town

Ari is thown off by Feather acting friendly + instead of stealing or destroying anything like she's supposed to he politely pays for a box of cookies

Feather + Ari are friends now. You can't escape being friends with Feather

At the end of s2! When Monstrox is trying to possess Clay or whatever + the knights save him + there's like an explosion or smth + they think Monstrox is dead fr fr. The explosion throws Ari into the rocky wall + she gets a bad injury

But um hey good news the lava monsters all want nothing to do with Monstrox + go build a town so they can chill + just live their lives

Ari takes a while to recover from his injury + has to get used to sometimes relying on others instead of always being the one people can rely on

Ari also has a back brace now. I haven't done enough research to say much about this

Once Ari is doing well enough to get a job she starts working at a bar in Burningham. He works a late shift + so she sleeps in late in the morning

This is around s3 btw + also Ari is 23

At some point Eva is adventuring around, as one does, and accidentally finds Burningham. She wanders around town perceiving + goes into the bar + this is how she meets Ari!! Yay!!

Eva is big gay for Ari. Eva + Ari become friends yay yay friendship

Ari starts getting feelings for Eva but she's in denial about it. They're just friends! Ari totally doesn't wanna kiss Eva or anything!

Teehee time for s5 (Ari is 24/25 now. I'm less sure on the ages here bc s5 + s6 were never made)

So um there's the apocalypse going on. Fun! (It's not fun)

I haven't brained much abt what exactly happens around Burningham during the apocalypse I'll be honest so some of this might change idk. I've mostly just rotated the angst in my mind

Burningham got swarmed by cyberbugs + people had to either try and fight them off or run away

The Sunfalls have safely escaped a bunch of cyberbugs + are in the woods. They're worried about Talya bc none of them have been able to contact it at all, but the rest of them are all safe and accounted for at least

Ari faintly hears something deeper in the woods + goes to investigate. A smart decision, surely. You should always go alone to investigate voices you hear in the woods

Ari finds Eva sitting by a tree calling for help. Eva says she was injured while running from cyberbugs + she needs help just come closer walk forward come just a bit closer please

Something seems off to Ari, and rightfully so bc this is a trap. Eva is infected

A bunch of cyberbugs were hiding around the nearby trees. Eva + the cyberbugs attack Ari and Eva tries to convince Ari to be evil being infected is great actually she's totally not being forced to say this

Ari doesn't want to fight Eva so she's trying to fight defensively. At one point in the fight Ari takes Eva's scythe from her hands and without thinking impales Eva, killing her

Ari stares at Eva's body for a moment, realizing what she just did, before running away (the cyberbugs are still there. They chase after her)

So you know how I mentioned Ari likes Eva but is in denial. Yeah so sometimes you realize things at very inconvenient times. Sometimes you're processing that you just killed the person you're in love with and wait a minute in love? Oh fuck

Ari doesn't really have time to focus on that or on grief bc she's gotta focus on making sure him + its family survive the apocalypse

Daniel gets separated from the rest of the family for a bit which has all of them worried but this isn't about him so don't worry about it

After the apocalypse ends the Sunfalls go back to Burningham + Ziva is sent to pick up Talya from school. Ari finally has time to process the everything + breaks down crying

*shoutout to anyone that remembered I put an asterisk next to Cherry's name! She was not part of the family before this point

Ziva returns w Talya + Cherry, Talya says Cherry is part of their family now. Everyone immediately assumes that means Cherry's parents are dead. Everyone also immediately accepts Cherry into the family. New sibling!

After idk a few days Ari goes back into the woods to get Eva + take her to a mechanic. Ari is worried sick that she did irreparable damage, but is hoping Eva will be fine

Ari is not very good w tech + things of the sort, she doesn't understand all this new tech that's been invented in the past 100 years. Squirebots weren't a thing back when he was growing up, so she doesn't know anything about squirebot anatomy. Ari has no clue if she killed Eva permanently or if Eva can be repaired

Eva is repaired yay yippee yay she doesn't have any permanent damage, her brain's all fine, etc etc

After checking approximately 1 million times that Eva is in fact alright + no longer injured, Ari apologies for killing her + Eva assures Ari it's ok she doesn't even remember it honestly so truely it's chill dw. Everything from when she was infected is kinda foggy, actually. She doesn't remember much of being infected

Anyway moving on Ari also confesses to being in love w Eva yay yippee yay they can kiss now I love when girlfriends

A few weeks after the apocalypse has ended!! Ok so remember Kirsten? There's something I didn't mention. Before she broke up w Ari she got pregnant, but neither of them knew

So as I said a few weeks after the apocalypse ended- Kirsten + her girlfriend (she has a girlfriend btw) go on a date at a bar. Which just so happens to be where Ari works. Wait I forgot to say Kirsten's girlfriend is Ari's first ex

Ye so Kirsten tells Ari she's got something important to tell her but like if it can wait til later that'd be nice bc she's on a date rn. So she gets Ari's phone number + address

Kirsten shows up to the Sunfall house the next day w her + Ari's daughter, Sunny

Ari didn't know what to expect when Kirsten said she had something important to tell her, but she certainly had not been expecting a kid

Sunny is 4 btw Ari was 21 when Sunny was born

Kirsten wants Ari to take full custody of Sunny she didn't want to be a mom she wanted Ari to take care of Sunny from the start, she just didn't know how to contact Ari. Phones were invented after they broke up

Umm I made up Sunny recently so I'm still working on this lore but at some point Eva calls Ari a milf

Misc info!! Yay!!

Ari is a nickname for Arson, the name Arson has been passed down in the family for generations Ari is Arson V (Arson the fifth) (Sunny is also a nickname for Arson, Sunny is Arson VI)

I mentioned this when Eva died but Ari isn't good w phones or tech or anything like that she's kinda a boomer L L L skill issue

Ari spent so much of his life focusing on taking care of her family and being personally responsible for everyone's safety that she never. Got any hobbies (on this topic Ari + Talya have parallels. Talya stole the bad mentality and the lack of hobbies + some other stuff)

At some point Eva gets Ari into hiking! This idea brought to you by the bestie Milkisvibin803

At some point when they're dating, Eva finds out Ari wants to be more feminine but doesn't know what exactly to do about that. So Eva takes her dress shopping to see if maybe that'll help (it does) :)