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wiz4rdd1 · 5 months ago

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“Baby, I don’t need dollar bills to have fun tonight”

Dom!Chris x Sub!fem reader

Warning- SMUTT again tbh, rough, pet names, cream pie, p in v , unprotected sex ( don’t even think of doing that), drinking, wall sex, ect u already know the drill ppl)

Summary- you go to a random person party with a friend but you don’t realize whose party it is until you meet him and find yourself in a room with him alone.. ( IK this is like the other one where ur in a party w Matt and Allat but I can’t help it..

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“Annndd.. done!” As I put my other earring on. I am going to some random person party to celebrate their 3.2M followers on instagram with my best friend Jennifer. I have on a silk dark glittery purple dress that fits perfectly on all my curves, black high heels on with two gold hoops. “Come on the party is about to start!” Jennifer shouted from downstairs. “Okay okay I’m done let’s go!” I said walking down the stairs. “Woah girl.. you look fucking gorgeous!” The girl smiling ear to ear. “Oh stop it look at you really!” I blushed. “Okay baby let’s go and get this party going!”

The party

There was a lot of people hundreds and hundreds it felt like. Liquor everywhere loud music hot sweaty people dancing rubbing bodies together, people selling some kinda “stuff”. “Okay babes let’s hit the liquor first!!” Jennifer stated as she grabbed my hand and yanked me to the kitchen full of different types of alcohol. I grabbed a clean red plastic cup and filled it up with some alcohol (you can think of any) “Baby I hope we see him! The life of the party who started this!”She shouted excitedly. “Who?” I curiously asked. “Duh Chris Sturniolo!” She basically screamed at the top of her lungs. I didn’t think we will see him but while we were partying and drinking I noticed someone. Him, the one who started this party, fucking Chris. He was staring me down across the room on a couch. He was man spreading with a cup in one hand staring. His jaw is clenched, eyes locked into mine, He was wearing an orange baggy shirt with baggy black jeans with different jewelry necklace, bracelets and rings.

I snapped out of my thoughts when Jennifer snapped her fingers at me. “Hey are you okay girl? Or are you going to keep staring at Chris!” She said smirking having a dirty thought in her head. “O-oh sorry was I staring at him for that long??” I said embarrassed. “Yes girl! But don’t worry who wouldn’t plus I think you’ll look fucking cute with him.” She gave me a wink giggling. “Jennifer stop! He is really cute though..” You can’t help but just stare. Stare into those blue eyes like your in an ocean drowning in them. While I was focused on him I couldn’t help but hear a song that I love so much, Cheap thrills by Sia. “Wait this is my shit!” I said smiling holding Jennifers hand while I took her to the dance floor. I was moving my hips to the beat and singing along. I didn’t even notice that Chris was staring at me again. He was watching how my hips move to the song, my tits bouncing up and down almost looking like there going to pop out and how my gorgeous smile bright up the room most importantly.

While dancing I feel someone’s hand grab my shoulder. It was Chris.. he was staring at me with…those eyes like he wanted to take me away. He leaned in to my ear and whispered “Hey ma you look so beautiful I wonder if you’re also beautiful in bed..meet me upstairs.” He smirked before walking away looking back at me making me clench my thighs and turn red like a tomato.“OMG girl?!?!? What did he say? What happened?” Jennifer squealed. “He said.. meet me upstairs!!” I squealed back. “What are you waiting for bitch? GOOOO!!” She hyped me up while pushing me. “Okay okay!” I said before walking up the stairs. While I went upstairs I look at her and she gave me a thumbs up. “Chris?” I said looking around looking for Chris until I feel a hand grab mine and took my into a random room and pinning me to the wall.

“You look so fucking beautiful y’know that ma?” He growled in my ear breathing. “o-oh thank you” I said flustered. “Y’know how much I tried to control myself not to fuck you right there and then in the dance floor in front of your friend?” He moved his face away from my ear and closer to my face our lips almost touching. I clench my thighs trying to control my throbbing heat from taking over but he noticed and grabbed my waist closer to him. “How much money do I have to pay you to let me fuck your pretty little brains out ma?” He asked. I smile letting my heat take over. “Baby.. I don’t need dollar bills to have fun tonight.” I leaned in almost touching his lips moving my arms around his neck. “Oh baby quoting the song that was playing earlier huh?” He chuckled as he smashed his lips into mine making moan. I started to pull and play on his hair while he roam my curves with his hands finally reaching my ass and lifting me up. One of my legs wrapped around his waist while the other one is still on the ground. while our lips were still glue together he pushing me harder against the wall which I don’t even care even though I can tell that’s gonna hurt like a bitch.

He lifts up my dress up to my waist revealing my pink laces up panties all damp and wet ready for him he rubbed his thumb over my clothed pussy making me whimper. “Huh so wet f’me already baby?” Between kisses. “P-please” I moaned. “Please what? Say want you want and I’ll give it to you ma” putting more pressure on my thinly clothed pussy. “P-please fuck-fuck me” I wined breathing heavily from the pleasure of just his thumb. “So needy f’me because I’m pressing my thumb on your tiny pussy” He chuckled. Before I can say anything he rips my panties off throwing the torn up clothing in his pocket. “Hey! That was my favorite one..” “I’ll buy you an another one baby” Chris said as he rubs his slender middle finger up and down against my folds. “Mhm-ah” I choked out. Buckling my hips so he can move but he doesn’t instead he moves his finger out of the way and puts his hard aching clothed cock on my pussy. “You feel that? That’s what you do to me.” He scoffs rubbing it rub and down on my pussy teasing me. “Please.. just put it inside me already.. please!” I pleaded. “Fuck ma with you begging like that I’ll give it to you slut.” He growled.

He turns me around my breasts pressed against the wall and my face while my back is arched enough for him to see my needy hole. “You can’t wait hm? Well imma fuck you till your needy hole only remembers me.” He says in a low raspy tone while unzipping his pants pulling his pants and boxers down to reveal his hard lengthy cock. “Mm- it’s so big!” I say in shocked as I’m looking at it afraid it won’t fit. “This might hurt cuz how big I am baby but be a good girl f’me and take it ya?” As he strokes his cock in front of my entrance. “I-I’ll be good for you..” I whimpered. “A-ah!!” I squeeze my eyes shut. “Ah shit you’re so fuckin tight ma” shoving his full length into me. “St-tart moving I can’t h-handle it” He starts moving in a slow pace each thrust going faster and faster. He is now pounding into me making me into a moaning mess my mascara all ruined running down my cheeks, sweat all over me, and my lipstick smudge. “Shit you feel amazing- fuck- ah” He groans pounding into me hitting my g-spot. “AH- fuck-fuck fuck, shit yes!” I say sluring gripping the walls with my nails.

His cock ramming into me like it’s a life or death situation but it feels so good. He continues to pound into me until I feel a familiar knot in my stomach. “Oh my imma go-gonna cu-m-!” Moaning loudly. “That’s it cum all over my cock slut.” He moans little while thruster even faster if possible. I start seeing stars releasing all over his cock while I can feel him twitch inside me knowing he’s close. “Fuck ma I’m going to cum can I cum in your pussy? Hm slut?” He smirked watching me struggle forming words. “Please oh please cum cum in my pussy please” I squeal. “Oh shit keep begging” He pounding mercilessly at my pussy now “Chris oh fuck..” Tears fall down my cheeks from all the pleasure. “I’m gonna cum!” As he squirts his warm liquid into my pussy. “Shit.. that was amazing.” He groans pulling out making me feel empty. I turn around lazily facing him panting but smirking still. “You were amazing shit if I had to pay you it would have been worth it, I can pay you though-“ I cut him off “baby it was fun and fucking amazing but I don’t need money” I smile kissing him before I fixed my dress and everything else. Before I walked out the door he grabbed my hand making me turn around. “Wait! Can I have y-your number? I want to meet you again, please?” I smiled grabbing his phone and putting my number. “Call me anytime baby” And turned around walking away back to my friend.

“Soooo??” She said slurring her words from all the liquor she drunk. “Let’s just say.. I’m doing that shit again”.

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sorry if the ending is bad or sum but please give me feedback on this. I did this bc I been playing this song on repeat bc it takes me back to the 2010s 😭 . LYSM for the likes on the last post btw very grateful!!

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seospicybin · 1 year ago

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Hi hello I hope you're doing great

I don't know if you take requests or not but I can't stop thinking about Reader worshiping Chan like my man thinks he's not that attractive and doesn't understand when ppl say he's one of the sexiest man. So Reader does that somewhat cliché thing of dragging him in front of a mirror for him to say what he doesn't like about himself and then the reader shows him every details they find extremely sexy all that followed by a sweet passionate love making session. My man needs to receive some love and deserve to be worshipped.

Anyway I'd write that myself but I have no talent whatsoever and you're my favourite author on this entire site I only trust you to put this idea into words if you accept it of course.

But I'll also totally understand if you say no as you probably have a lot to do already. Either way I wish you a great summer and I hope both sides of your pillow are always cold.

Much love,

🦝

Hi, hello for sending ideas to my inbox and apology for taking this long to replying to your request. And do not worry about cliche, I live for that and we need a little cliche in our lives.

The only problem is I'm not good with drabbles so I hope this fits what you have in mind and don't ever say you're not talented, say that again and I'll come to knock some sense into you! Have a great day and enjoy this fluffy, sexy drabble x

ADMIRE. (s,f)

Bangchan x reader. 2,7k words

It's not just the way he sits at the end of the bed with his shoulders sagged. The absence of smiles on his face and the sighs he constantly lets out are enough signs that Chan is having a bad day.

As a girlfriend, you take it as your duty to make sure that he's alright first, and from there, you can find a way to make him feel better.

It's always best to approach him in the way you usually do, with a bright smile and warm hug. Climbing onto the bed and sitting behind him on the bed.

"Hi, beautiful man," you greet him as you wrap your arms around his broad shoulders, planting your chin on his shoulder.

He looks over and flashes you a weak smile, "Hi," he greets back.

You press a kiss on his lips, then on his neck next, catching the smell of his natural scent that you like so much.

"Hmm..." you delightfully hum.

"I like how you smell when you come home at night," you shamelessly admit with your nose still planted in his neck.

That is enough to elicit a soft laugh out of him, "of my sweat?"

You take another whiff of his scent and hum again, "Of you."

"Huh?" He turns his head at you with a questioning look on his face.

"Of everything nice and comfortable and safe and..." You get shy the more you list the things his natural scent offers.

He smiles at you with a kiss pressed on your hand, "I like coming home to you," he says.

You glide your hands down his arms and then slip them under his arms, resting your hands on his stomach, feeling the toned muscles against the sleeveless top he's wearing.

"But you don't seem like it," you tell him.

He clasps his hands with yours in front of him, "Yeah?"

You nuzzle your nose in his neck again and hum, "You've been so quiet, baby. Is something bothering you?"

He shakes his head and draws a breath, "Nothing it's just... I don't feel good about myself lately."

You frown at his answer while turning your head his way, "But why?"

He shakes his head again and refuses to answer you.

The way he reluctantly tells you the details makes you sadder and that only means he's not comfortable enough to share it with you. You can't help but feel that maybe you took part in making him feel this way.

"Do I make you feel that way?" You meekly ask.

"No, no, no," he hastily replies, and knowing that it's not enough to convince you, he brings your hand close to his mouth, then kisses it.

"It's not you, baby," he says again.

The more he tries to convince you, the more you feel uneasy about yourself.

"Then please tell me who or what made you feel this way?" You plead, giving him the puppy eyes that you know he can't resist.

He smiles with eyes closed and lets out a long breath, "it's me. I don't feel confident about myself," he finally answers.

You look at him and pout, "Channie!"

"What?" He awkwardly laughs.

"How are you not confident?" Your eyes widened in disbelief.

If there's one word to describe Chan, that word would be perfect. He has everything that a girl like you could've asked for, a great personality, intelligence, a decent human being, and all of that wrapped in an attractive package.

Hearing him say that he doesn't feel confident about himself baffled you so much. It doesn't feel real at all that you get speechless and can only blink your eyes while trying to process his words.

"Are you joking me, babe?" You ask again just in case he was being playful.

His head drops and keeps looking down at his lap, "it's nothing really, I just—"

"How are you not confident about yourself?" You're aware of how rude you are for cutting him off midsentence.

"Because I'm not that good. I'm not... beautiful," he sounds so little when he said that and you hated it to hear it.

There's nothing wrong to feel so insecure about oneself but to say that he's not beautiful when he is the most beautiful in your eyes.

Your hands loosen around him and he thinks you're disappointed in him that he holds on to you not to let him go, "don't go, stay," he says.

You pat the space on the bed, gesture him to scoot there, "Come and sit here!"

Not sure what you're trying to do but he obeys without a word, scoots a little to the right.

You kneel behind him and put your hands on his shoulders, "Now, look ahead!" You order him.

Slowly, he glances up and surprises to see the reflection of himself in the mirror with you in front of him.

"You see that? That's you and me," you tell him, looking at him through the mirror.

"And all I see is a man who's smart, hardworking, passionate, thoughtful, kind, and warm," you're speaking with a soft smile on your face.

"He can be a little reckless, a little hot-headed, a whole lot indecisive but that's because you're a libra," you playfully remark.

Then you tilt his head until his eyes meet yours, "despite all of that, you are beautiful to me," you murmur and lower your lips on his, locked in a rapturous kiss with one hand wrapped around his neck.

"Thank you," he mutters his gratitude with a sweet smile.

"And I'm not done yet," you tell him with a sly grin.

You sit down on the bed, hugging him from behind with your legs on each side of him, your arms crisscrossing around him.

"Time to talk about this sexy exterior," you announce with your hand softly rubbing his chest.

"Oh, no, please, I'm not sexy," he denies and gets embarrassed when you haven't even started yet.

"Shh!" You hushed him by covering his mouth with your hand.

Seeing his dimpled smile only encourages you to keep going because he's cute and hot when he's shy, still have no idea how he makes that possible.

"Should we start with this body?"

You lower your hand to his abdomen and pull the hem of his top to reveal his abs, "My goodness!" You hiss close to his ear.

You slip your hand under his top and feel his toned muscles with your fingertips while lowly whimpering into his ear.

"I want to have a bite of this white chocolate," you tell him, knowing that it's cheesy enough to amuse him.

"Can I? Can I have a bite, Channie?" You seductively ask.

He can't answer as he keeps giggling but keeping your hand inside his clothes.

"Let's take this off, mmh?" You ask into his ear.

He nods and raises his hands to let you take it off him, tosses it aside after. His pale skin glows even under the dim light and you like seeing your hands touching it while you're looking through the mirror.

"How do you not feel good about this body, baby?" You lowly ask.

"Because—"

You turn his head and hastily capture him in a kiss, not giving him a chance to answer or deny your words. You keep kissing him, parting your mouth open to let his tongue invade your mouth.

Your hands are freely roaming around his body, touching, feeling, and teasing the sensitive parts of his body with fluttering touches.

When you let go of his kiss, you continue by making a long trail of kisses from his neck. He lowly moans feeling your soft lips on his warm skin, leaving a trail of wet kisses down his shoulder.

He turns his head and your eyes meet, you smile at him as you lean in for another kiss, and a hand slips in his soft curls. You playfully nibble on his lips and gently tug at them, "mmh... these lips..." you hum.

You brush your lips over him back and forth and give him a long peck after.

"So full, so plump, so... kissable," you say with a dreamy sigh.

You place kisses all over his face while muttering little compliments at him with every few kisses.

"You're so gorgeous."

"So stunning!"

"Hella sexy!"

"One delicious man," you playfully remark and sloppily kiss him, "with a pair of juicy lips!"

Chan giggles again with his dimples sunken deep in his cheeks and you hold him close to absorb his happiness, doubling it back to him as you giggle along with him.

He puts his hand on your hand slung across his shoulder and squeezes it, "Thank you, baby."

"I'm not finished yet," you grumble at him.

Now his turn to be baffled, "You have something else to say to me?"

You nod with a sly grin plastered on your face, "I haven't haven't talked about this beautiful, big nose yet."

He holds in his laughter and leers at you, "Oh?"

"It's so perfect," you compliment right into his ear in a sultry voice.

Chan seems to disagree with it and silently scoffed at it, "Perfect, huh?"

As a punishment for not trusting your words, you gently bite his nose, then hurriedly kiss it to soothe the pain.

"So perfect," you assure once more.

"Got me thinking what it would be like sitting on this pretty nose," you purr into his ear.

That sends him giggling again and plants his face in his hands, flustered by what you said, his ears reddening as the proof of it.

"Don't be shy, Channie baby," you tease.

You hold his body close as it's shaking with laughter and you feel good that he's slowly forgetting about the things that bothered his mind earlier.

"It's your fault for being so hot, can't help but think of lewd things with you," you shamelessly admit and playfully bite on his ear shell.

He puts his hands on your legs, rubbing them up and down your thighs as he kisses you again in a passionate kiss that escalates things further.

"If words aren't enough to convince you, baby," you say against his lips.

You keep his head turned your way with your hand holding his chin, with a deep gaze into his eyes, you say, "I can show you."

The long moan you let out as you lower yourself on him is echoing in the room. With your eyes closed, enhancing the other senses to be more receptive to the pleasure you're feeling as his cock buried to the hilt inside you.

"Oh... my... goodness," you lowly moan.

After a moment of adjusting yourself, you look down and open your eyes to see him looking at you, eyes wide and heavy with lust.

"Can't get enough of this big cock, baby," you tell him while rubbing his chest with both hands.

"You're so perfect inside me," you sigh again and feel his cock twitches inside you.

"Mmh, yeah, you are perfect," you tell him, leaning down to kiss his open mouth.

You take his hands and put them up, resting them on each side of his head, clasping your hands together as you kiss him again, taking your time with him.

"Keep them here," you tell him.

"Just lay back and let me take care of you, okay?" You trail his lower lip with your thumb before kissing it.

He nods when he finally registered your request and keeps his hands thrown around him.

You start by rolling your hips in circular motions, slowly as to feel his whole length inside you. You're doing it with your eyes fixated on his face, his jaws clenched and unclenched depending on the pleasure you brought on him.

"Feel that, baby? How your cock fill me whole?"

"Yeah..." he breathlessly answers then swallows air.

For this one night, you put your need aside and focus on how to make him feel good, you want to show him how much you like him, adore him, and admire him because he deserves to know.

You start pulsating your hips against him at a steady pace and moaning at how good it makes you feel, kissing him once in a while.

To give him more pleasure, you plant your feet against the mattress and drop your hands on his thighs as support, bouncing yourself up and down on his engorging cock, providing him more depth into you.

That seems to work to bring him close to his high, you change your pace and back to straddling him, "You're going to cum for me, right?"

He seems to be intoxicated in pleasure to be able to respond to you.

You grab his chin and ask him again, "You're going to cum for me, right, baby?"

He nods with his eyes clouded in lust and you keep going, keep moving to bring him closer to his high. With how good he feels inside you, it's not hard to get yourself close to your climax as well.

"That's right, baby," you coo.

"You're going to cum and fill me full with your love, yes?"

He grunts as you intensely clenched around him, "yes, yes," he hastily replies.

You pick up the pace and use all of your strength to keep moving, from his ragged breath and how his body is flushing red, you can tell he's on so close, on the brink of...

His hands gripping each side of your waist with his nails dug into the flesh, trying to slow you down when you know he wants you to keep going.

You slowly ride past his high while taking his hands and using them to touch you all over. He's grunting while you feel his hands all over you, using his hands to cup your breasts and kneading on them together with you.

His cock is twitching inside you and you stay still, taking all of him inside you.

A moment passed and you see him slowly gathering his senses. You decide to hover above him by propping a hand against the mattress and look at him, his half-shut eyes looking back at you.

You place a brief kiss on his lips then caress his cheek, "look at you..."

You land another quick kiss the continue speaking, "Letting me take care of you."

He pulls you into a hug with a long kiss on your temple, "oh, you made me feel so good," he murmurs.

You smile at him and land another soft caress on his face, "That's how much I adore you, baby."

He puts his arms around you and pulls you even closer.

"You're so beautiful to me," you whisper into his ear.

"Mmh..." he hums in response.

Not taking that as an answer, you look at him and stare into his eyes, "Want me to show you once again how much I meant my words?"

He laughs at your question and kisses you deeply, "I need time for that."

Chan puts all of your hair to the side and kisses you again, slowly, turning over on the bed to have you underneath him. You can see the glints in his eyes have returned as he gazes into you like your eyes hold the whole galaxy in them.

"I'm beautiful, I know," you confidently say.

He lets out a laugh and softly kisses you, "You are beautiful."

"And you are beautiful," you say back to him with your hands around his neck.

"And I love you," he says with a warm smile on his face that melts your insides in a second.

Not only that he's beautiful inside out, Chan always makes you feel beautiful even with the simplest gesture of tenderly caressing your cheek with his knuckle.

"And I love you too."

Because how can you not say those words back at him?

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dereality-existence · 6 days ago

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*poof* i’ve entered ur inbox again bc yes >:)

Do u think that Adam is just kinda dumb, or is he more than he is letting on? As in, he appears immature like a 5 year old, but has the ability to be mature?

i always got the feeling that he was a lot more than just being a plain ol’ dummy, maybe cuz i wear a tin foil hat like an overthinker every time he’s mentioned in a conversation e

(hope i uh, dont bother u too much with the asks tho, i just like entering in ppl’s inboxes)

Well, it's not just overthinking. Some could make an assumption that Adam is just a dumb-dumb plain villain. But if you wanted to make him remain a plain dumb-dumb villain, why add this tender smile at the end, as if showing his true self?

Not just a smile, but throughout the whole season, the bits of his humane side could be seen right from the first appearance.

(Due to my nature and my struggles, I dunno if I will ever make a full analysis of him, so I will talk about him here as I can!)

Right on his meeting with Charlie, he's showing a constant lack of self-confidence. His constant yapping about how awesome and cool he is doesn't prove anything about him actually being that. Count how many times, while speaking, he looks at Lute, as if gaining a validation from her that he's doing everything right. See how he addresses her, with hope that she's going to cheer him up. How he is always turning to her to see that she's cheering him up, so he can continue his behavior.

The moment with: "Right, Sera…?" is the same thing with self-confidence and uncertainty. In the same court scene, his true nature could be seen at the moment when he stopped his excitement and apologized to Sera.

I know a couple of narcissists IRL, and I can surely say they never apologize. Even if they do, they only pretend to, and it could be seen. Plus, even after apologizing, they like to add EVERY TIME something like, "…but you made me do it. I'm sorry, but you started first", blaming you in the end.

Adam really felt sorry, feeling discomfort for getting too far. And hey, yes, he knows boundaries. It's shown when he got surprised at Lute's violent comment about Vaggie, with his: "Chill, Lute, fuck.". He knows what "getting too far" is.

Also notice how he is always accompanied by someone who can support him. Lute hanging out with him in the free time, I bet, so he could feel safe and protected, besides actually enjoying being with her. He's always relying on someone.

Even when he cheered up his army of exorcists, there was that brief: "Ha-ha, yeeah!" as if for a second he was afraid that he didn't manage to get them hyped with his offer with bucks for them. Like he gets excited that they reacted positively to him struggling with offering them something good for their job, relaxing that he succeeded on that and did not fail.

Did we even see him alone besides the finale? Where you know, he dies. See how he is slowly losing when he is left alone. His self-confidence fades; he's getting angry, not being able to do anything successfully, starting to behave erratically and stupidly.

He's a follower, lacking self-confidence, hurt, and probably not knowing how to live without others guiding him how to.

Haters love to flood all the blame on him for everything when they turn a blind eye to who's actually in control and who let him do all of this shit. Those who let him do the things he did and who allowed him, who cheered him to do it—they are at the same responsibility for everything, if not fully responsible actually.

So I would say he's a poor, uncertain, immature man, rather than dumb. He is more than what he shows on the outside. Give him to the right people, and he would be normal; a man needs therapy, that's for sure.

(no, you never bother me, everything's okay <3) (you personally have something like a "special free pass" from me to ask, messaging me and etc so never worry hehehehe ≧◡≦)

(omg i swear i tried to be brief, why is it so long lol)

#hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel #adam hazbin hotel #ask #thoughts #my edit

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soullessjack · 1 year ago

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something else about the soulless jack arc that rlly … peeved? me is that it gives us both Jack’s and the Winchesters/hunters’ perspectives, but fully plays out as if we the audience are unaware of what happened between jack and mary. it’s still very heartbreaking and gutting nonetheless, but it’s also very inconsistent with how it intertwines the two. following jack, we see him and mary argue and we see him melt down and kill her and we see him feel guilt and grief and fear for it. we know it was an accident and we know that he’s been driven to a point of instability by his own guilt and we know he wants to fix it and we even see jack make an effort to do so.

however, following TFW and Bobby and company, we see them argue about what could’ve happened. Cas suggests that Jack didn’t realize it was wrong (which also implies that everybody automatically assumed jack killed her purposefully, literally giving him no leeway here). Bobby declares that theres nothing left in jack but Lucifer with his human soul gone—that he’s an unstoppable monster who has to be put down just like any other MOTW. Sam and dean argue if Jack is even still Jack and how they should approach it from there. seeing Jack’s own family discuss if and how to stop him does give some tension, but there is zero suspense because —

1) sam and dean knew from Rowena that Jack was trying to resurrect mary; they saw him bring her body back and they saw the anguished look on his face when she didn’t wake up and they heard him say “it didn’t work,” —so that’s already a huge chunk missing, and —

2) we already know the answer to every question they’re posing. instead of suspense at wondering if Jack finally tipped over the edge, we’re dreading the eventual confrontation because we know what they don’t know, and what they do know concerning Rowena and Jack’s failed spell was left out of the entire conversation after it happened.

when jack is on tv and making headlines as a doomsday bringer and dropping bodies for sam and dean to trail, we can’t be in shock that he’s doing something so out of character because we saw Duma manipulate him, saw what she promised him, and we know he’s well-intentioned despite his horrific actions (also, having jack torture/murder ppl for the sake of his family is something he’s already done before, it’s just taken to a new level without his soul to hold him back). everyone is following the narrative that jack has finally gone awol or succumbed to his true nature or whatever, and that is very much played intentionally as the teetering “will he, won’t he” question hanging around jacks entire character. but again, we don’t feel any of the suspense that question typically carries in a story because it’s already answered for us.

you cannot reasonably expect the audience to be in awe and suspense and believe jack is full blown big bad now while repeatedly showing us that jack still has good intentions. Hell, even the scene where they confront jack to trick him into the Ma’lak box is frustrating, because while Jack’s dismissive blame-shifting demeanor about Mary’s death is a reasonable tipping point for sam and dean’s anger and subsequent actions, there’s also the fact that jack very bluntly says things like “I didn’t think I’d see you again / I really missed you guys / I just want everything to be back the way it was,” that purifying the world is “like hunting,” and further more he even agrees to be locked up because, soul or not, he genuinely doesn’t want to hurt anyone anymore; all which very glaringly points to him not being as far gone as we’re supposed to think and worry about.

again, it’s all still very painful and upsetting to watch, but most of the pain comes from the fact that we know the missing details that are creating the conflict and are helpless to do anything with it, rather than the conflict itself.

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YES! BPP! YES! I KNEW YOU'D SHARE MY EXCITEMENT!!!! I don't know anyone in real life who is an army and shares my love for BTS' music and story, so it's so awesome to see a fellow enthusiast gush over such a stellar magnificent artist!!! Yoongi looks so in the zone on the stage. Like he can finally breathe again, like he has found himself again, like he is finding the meaning of his life over and over again. He looks so at home. It's mind boggling how at ease he is in front of 15k(?) ppl?? +

Ask 2: His command of the stage, much less the audience and his music, is impeccable. "Electric" is definitely the word for it. I mean how does he look more relaxed here than his variety/advertisement gigs!? The word natural comes to my mind but I know that's not quite it. It's like how gravity works, like how water flows. He just is. With his music. And I'm just in awe watching him, and thankful. Every time I look at them perform their music, my worry kinda vanishes and it's unbelievably addicting. +

Ask 3: Sorry! I thought I was done but I wasn't!!! Did you know that this is the VERY FIRST MINIMINI LIVE TOGETHER EVER!?!?@! Like what?!? But you know what that's ok cuz they were hilarious and lovely and made me so happy! lol Don't worry tannies, I'm confused about barking thingy, too. haha. Also did you see the crowd control wristband and the arena lightning colors (prudential was awful tho, UBS ftw!!)?? It has to be intentional, right? Along with that rainbow cake, everything is just chef's kiss

Ask 4: BPP, pretty pretty please can you try to describe Yoongi's music? What does he sound like to you?

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Hi Anon(s),

Yoongi's music sounds like nothing I've heard anywhere else. Nobody, past or present, sounds like Yoongi.

But if I were to make a rough approximation, I'd say his sound is something close to if Hans Zimmer, Jimi Hendrix, Pop Smoke, and Andre 3000 had a four-way, with Eminem directing and filming the whole affair. The product of whatever that is, is kinda close to Yoongi's core soundscape. In my opinion. Yoongi too, more than any other member, loves infusing Korean texture, sounds, and proverbs, into his music and it’s something I really can’t get enough of. In terms of lyrical focus, he's similar to Kendrick Lamar, Lupe Fiasco, and Tablo. Also, from the way Yoongi makes music, you can tell that he plays musical instruments. Yoongi's songs are some of the most fun to play on guitar or keyboard/piano. If any of my followers play guitar, I'd like y'all to actually let me know if you've tried playing Amygdala, and tell me how you felt playing it. (You can DM me if you like.) The music Yoongi makes is angst, it's unapologetically emo, and I'm an emo girl who refuses to outgrow this phase. He makes music for people like me. People who want to scream "burn it!" on the disgusting beat he crafted from scratch. Yoongi makes music for carpenters, sluts, philosophers, queers, parents, rebels, misfits, for anybody who finds themselves caring too much about the world around them, and those who sometimes struggle to know themselves.

I'm just going to stop here because I can't do this. Writing about him is hard.

Let's just talk about how hot he is instead. :)

(Even his scars are pretty)

(…he deadass looks like that. In real life.)

(Yoongi’s vocal inflections fuck me up. By the way. He reveals what he is, every time he uses his tone to make his point. He reveals just how insane he is every time he does that. It drives me mad.)

(He likes to be tied and spanked fyi. He’s recently taken to pouting a lot too. And now barking apparently gets him excited. Any way you look at it, he’s trouble.)

(Yoongi is so beautiful.)

(Pretty)

(Cute)

Anon in ask 3, Yoonmin’s live was the cutest, sweetest, most wholesome and queer interaction I’d seen from the tannies in a good while. I love what they have. Jikook is jikook, but I mean, I actually bias Yoongi. Seeing how he is with Jimin, how he’s always been with Jimin, is impossible for me to ignore. It’s one reason I started paying attention to Jimin in the first place. Anyway, everything about their conversation - the way Yoongi introduced him, the Tony Montana sneak, their mutual barking, the smiles, jokes and stares, the cutting sarcasm and bickering rallies - I’d missed seeing that and I’m glad they shared that moment with us.

I’m really hoping Yoongi is able to keep his health up the whole tour. He goes all out 100% every time he’s on stage, and that would put a strain on even the most fit person alive. His shoulder surgery was ~3 years ago yeah, but he likely still does physical therapy, and excessive use during the tour could strain it again. My hope is for him to be healthy the whole time. And ARMYs who always show up for BTS, being there to be the energy he needs. He deserves all the support he gets.

#min yoongi #Yoongi #Suga #Agust d #d day tour #d day #kpop #BTS #yoonmin #jimin #park jimin

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"...I think way too many fans mainly focus on their relationship instead of the reason why they're in the public eye in the first place..... their ACTING."

I'm 50/50 on this take caus on one hand, we wouldn't know about them without their careers but on the other, some fans and blogs are here cause of the SM presstours and their chemistry, dating or not dating a the time. Also, when some anons ask you questions about their exes or sightings, I don't think that's in bad faith. Some are new fans or just curious/nosy, lol. I will say this: After reading Zendaya's recent interviews, I'm more reluctant to keep with her because it seems she just wants to make movies and then disappear. Tom, too, but he's currently on stage, so if he wants, he'd be disappearing too.

I think what helps me as a fan is that TZ is not the only celebs that I'm a fan of. I'm a fan of musicians and football players and other actors. Weirdly enough, they are more famous, but those fandoms don't worry as much as much TZ fans here do. It helps that they are on social media more, so the content never ends, but at the end of the day, it's about the music or the game or the movie that fulfils me more on their career trajectory. I'm not on anyone's payroll.

The fears ppl have existed because Zendaya doesn't post on social media anymore. Not even for leisure.

Wdyt?

Errrrrmmmmmm.......

I kind of beg to differ that it's just about the "chemistry" Anon. Idk if you were here during the Tomdaya "Breakup Period", but a lot of fans either took sides, stopped blogging much about them altogether, or didn't have the same "energy" about them unless it was about their relationship or a possibility of them getting back together.

Their "appeal" for a lot of fans is not just because they're actors, or have great "chemistry" together, but ALSO because they're in a relationship with each OTHER. There are fans of them individually of course, so they will follow whatever Tom and Zendaya decide to do no matter if they're w/each other romantically or not (I'm one of them), but then, there are others who definitely would not like it if Tomdaya broke up and Tom decided to date someone else, or if Zendaya decided to date someone else. Look at how much hate Tom got for being with Olivia! 🥴 People called him cheater, etc. Look at all the hate that Zendaya got (and sometimes STILL gets) for being with JE! 🥴 Look at all the mocking Tom got when Z was spotted out with JE. Some fans definitely take it VERY PERSONALLY if Tom and Zendaya are not together (or even when they ARE together) because they cannot separate them from their relationship, and that's what I mean by some fans make their relationship overshadow them as individuals and their careers. JMHO 🤷🏾‍♀️ There are some who wouldn't be as interested in Tom or Zendaya if they were to break up tomorrow. It's just facts anon. You can tell by the way some of them speak. Some are strictly just Tom fans and just tolerate Zendaya. And some are strictly just Zendaya fans who just tolerate Tom because she's dating him.

Also, when some anons ask you questions about their exes or sightings, I don't think that's in bad faith. Some are new fans or just curious/nosy, lol.

I disagree. I don't think most of those questions are in good faith at all.

Because neither of their relationships with other people lasted even a year, let alone YEARS. Soooo...what's there really to be "curious" about or discuss exactly? We barely even got ANY content with Tom and Nadia as a "couple" (not even so much a picture!!), yet people bring her up all the time like she and Tom dated for years (and they didn't!) even though the woman has long-since moved on to another man lol.

And you're curious about a fling/months-long relationship of theirs that was over 4 years ago? 🥴 Like I said before, their relationships with other people didn't even last years. It's not like Tom was dating Olivia for like 5+ years and THEN he went back to Zendaya. Same w/Z. It's not like she was dating JE for like 10 years and THEN went back to Tom. Those relationships lasted MONTHS and were nothingness lol. 😅

A lot of the questions these fans are STILL asking (4 years later after a breakup) are things that can easily be searched on when you look at other blogs. Some of the stuff I've even talked about ad nauseam in my own blog years ago. All you have to do is just search my archives lol. 😅

And as a "new fan", why are you caring about a fling or rebound? Why not focus on the here and now??

After reading Zendaya's recent interviews, I'm more reluctant to keep with her because it seems she just wants to make movies and then disappear. Tom, too, but he's currently on stage, so if he wants, he'd be disappearing too.

Is that a bad thing?? 🤔 That's what MOST actors do! 😅 That's also what most actors of the past did.

I think what helps me as a fan is that TZ is not the only celebs that I'm a fan of. I'm a fan of musicians and football players and other actors.

Same! 😊 I have a wide variety of actors that I like and appreciate. Always have. I'm a fan of MANY actors. It helps to have some variety.

Weirdly enough, they are more famous, but those fandoms don't worry as much as much TZ fans here do. It helps that they are on social media more, so the content never ends, but at the end of the day, it's about the music or the game or the movie that fulfils me more on their career trajectory. I'm not on anyone's payroll.

Yea, I've noticed that too. But part of me wonders if some are so worried about where TZ are all the time because of the breakup of 2019 that none of us as fans saw coming until it was already long since established. 👀

Either way, living in fear is no way to live imo. I also don't feel that fans need to "worry" about any celebrity just because they're not on social media and providing "content" 24/7. 🙄 What kind of life is that?? Fans should be able to be perfectly FINE with celebrities living a normal life out of the public eye, and off of social media (if they so choose) and just be happy when they have a new movie (or album) coming out and they are promoting. This constant need for fans to have to know where they're favorite celebrity is 24/7 or at their beck and call (or else, they'll 'lose interest') is just really weird to me. 🥴

We can all agree to disagree though.

#sorry for the long dissertation #we can all agree to disagree

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catsconflictscopicsandchamomile · 7 months ago

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I'm seeing a lot of online creators I follow falling into increasingly toxic styles of Online Brainrot "Discourse" and its making me really sad. They're getting that flat-behind-the-eyes, closed-mouth-wide-smile look where you can SEE the empathy, kindness and connection to reality dying.

I want to comment and tell them I'm worried abt them but ik it comes off as condescending. at least one of them is a lot younger than me (19yo) and as someone who went through a version of this at that age, it breaks my heart. I know I may just have to unfollow and let them hit rock bottom on this themselves, but.... Christ! Fuck!!!!

and the worst part is that they all seem totally convinced that they've ESCAPED The Brainrot, that they're COMBATTING it, that they've found the "truth" behind the Brainrot and are the ones (sometimes ~The Only Ones~) who are brave enough to tell the world. its not conspiracy crap, just really REALLY bad takes like

"fandom is inherently anti-intellectual, discourages analysis and understanding of texts and needs to be slowed/stopped/actively fought against BECAUSE FANDOM IS DANGEROUS!!!1!!!1!!!1"

"being the CEO of a children's clothing brand automatically puts you at suspicion of being a P3d0 because why else would you look at little children's bodies so much" (this one baffles me fr, like??? where do you think all children's clothes come from if not from people designing and making them?)

like just bad, stupid takes that border on paranoia but also you can kinda see how they escalated from other less drastic Terminally Online mindsets

but these ppl used to be saying stuff that was smart, or at least funny and interesting, and in a lot of cases these opinions/styles of content are 180-degree shifts over a week or even a day

like honey. i mean this with all the care and genuine respect I can give. you're not serving hot takes, you're wrong- but more importantly your behavior is really concerning. you're starting fights in your comments and then putting them on blast in main posts/reels. "the haters" have become a stock character for you. you're doing 180 turns on things that used to be core beliefs. please get offline, like FULLY offline, and re-discover the world for a while- and maybe really do seek help. not in the funny online-insult "seek help". I Am Really Worried About You.

god. fuck. so many of these content creators are like 19 years old, and honestly I wish I could magically be in a role/place/physical location to help them because I'M WORRIED. worried like checking-their-feed-now-scares-me-because-im-worried-they-will-have-harmed-themselves. not because they've made any threats but bc their regular content has shifted so drastically and quickly to be angry, cynical and that kind of smiling-with-nothing-behind-the-eyes self-centered Righteous Hate that is indicative of

well

of something going deeply wrong inside

fuck im sry this is just rly upsetting me rn

(ALSO TO BE CLEAR. THIS IS NOT A VAGUEPOST TO ANYONE ON TUMBLR. THIS IS HAPPENING PRIMARILY OR ENTIRELY ON OTHER PLATFORMS. TUMBLR IS THANKFULLY, FOR THE MOST PART, FAR PAST THIS. TUMBLR IS FOR ALL ITS FAULTS A WELL REGULATED ECOSYSTEM THAT KEEPS THIS KIND OF BS LIMITED TO CERTAIN SMALL ECHO CHAMBERS. ITS WHY IM ON HERE AS MY PRIMARY SOCIAL MEDIA.)

#rant tw #vent tw #upsetting #mental health #mental health tw #mental illness tw #disturbing #to me anyway

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stinkrascal · 2 years ago

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Gah those who say simblr are dead should go and consume the hundreds of posts by storytellers or game players and get excited or attached so they can look forward to updates. It’s unfair that because new content isn’t being continually uploaded daily it’s deemed as dead. There’s also so many people who post text updates about their days or lives. There’s so much more life in this community besides a new edit being dropped daily to look at! Or go find new blogs! Get out of your comfort zone guys! This community also has waves of activeness and quietness which is normal for the summer time. (Sorry, I’m not ranting at you, I’m hoping that maybe people will realize that this is nothing new and to stop worrying themselves over it.)

i totally agree anon! tbh i do have sympathy for those who say this, because i totally remember having this same concern in earnest years ago when simblr first had a massive dropoff from the activity i was used to seeing in 2018. but it's kinda funny now, after so many years have passed and people are still saying the same things about how simblr is dying when it very obviously hasn't died yet haha. this is just the level of activity it's been at for a while now, but that doesn't mean it's dying, it's just being maintained at a different rate than it was back at simblr's peak activity (which again imo i'd say that was around 2018). there's always people posting on some corner of simblr about something, whether that's story posts, gameplays, edits, or even just answering asks or making text posts abt their days. you just gotta explore your options and follow as many simblrs as you can yk!! it's unreasonable to assume ppl are gonna post "content" every day (remember that this is just our hobby and not a full time job lol), but the community is still definitely here nevertheless

#jade answers #anonymous #i mean simblr is MY full time job but that is another story #back in the day when editing wasn't as huge of a thing and ppl mostly just posted lightly edited gameplay pics #it was a lot easier to maintain consistent activity bc everyone was constantly posting stuff bc it takes 2 seconds to make the posts #but now there's more focus on storytelling (not everywhere but in a lot of places on simblr) so steps r more involved #and it takes longer to roll out one post #plus we're all just getting older and a lot of us have new responsibilities that we didn't have in the golden age of simblr lol #but that doesn't mean it's dead! new ppl will always come up #and some oldies will always be around. *waves* hi that's me

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kyojurismo · 2 years ago

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do you have any advice for new writers? i was thinking abt writing but i have no idea where to start

hello anon! this is my second time ever giving advices i think . . . and i’m very grateful you reached out to me for something like this, even if i don’t think very highly of me as a writer lmao

but that being said, here are some things that helped and are still helping me since i started writing <3

READING A LOT

follow me alright. reading helps increasing your vocabulary, and it also helps learning phrases and how to put words together, if that makes sense. it probably helps if you’re a foreigner writing in english, which is my case, but i still believe that there are many many words that we never heard and reading anything can help us learn something new.

DRAFTS

don’t be scared to have too many drafts, unfinished work, just a phrase or even two words. it’s okay, you’re just putting down something that came to you and sure don’t want to forget.

you don’t have to finish everything all at once. this is super important if you’re writing for fun, and in the past years i used to scold me for being too slow and stopped writing for a long period of time bc i didn’t feel good enough.

remember : take your time.

LONG FICS

if you’re writing long fics (multiple chapters, etc) i recommend writing down everything about your original character (if there’s any ofc) such as basic info, backstory, what they like / dislike, etc.

not only it helps you develop a complete character, but then you can keep track of your creations, so you won’t find yourself thinking “did my oc enjoy […] or not?” for example.

it’s also super fun imo, it helps spreading your imagination and your ideas. don’t be scared to put too many details too!

GENERAL ADVICES

now, these are a couple of things i just want to say before finishing lol.

1. don’t stress too much if you think that your story is obvious or anything such, remember that you are the one writing it, so of course it sounds familiar to you.

2. if you plan to post it on tumblr / ao3 / wattpad or anything else ig, don’t look too closely to the initial amount of ppl that will interact with your work. remember that you’re mostly writing for yourself and your own enjoyment, so don’t worry too much about it. it will come any time soon and people will give you feedback and show real appreciation to your work <3 so yeah, i speak like this bc when i was younger i used to delete my stories bc very few people interacted with them and i don’t think that’s right lol.

3. if you have a close person you trust, you can ask them to read your work if you’re unsure about posting it online. maybe someone else opinion about it can help, or also hearing just a “yes, post it!” can do the difference.

4. if you don’t know where to start, you can also search for prompts online so you have a starting point and it also can be used as an exercise. it helps me whenever i’m in a writer block.

5. HAVE FUN! don’t be scared to put silly things in your stories, don’t be scared to put a plot twist, don’t be scared of trying something new! it’s your story, you’re the one writing it. i assure you that out there are people who are gonna enjoy your stuff. don’t be scared of trying to write something new for you, you can always learn something. and that’s amazing in my opinion.

that was it, anon. i hope it helps you a bit <3

#📮 — questions !!#ty for asking me haha <3 #writer advice

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the-fandom-hopping-mage · 11 months ago

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doctor who 1996 movie

stop hurting the tardis pls she's the best and doesn't deserve any of the shit you put her through doctor

why is the master a slug

I know he was a cat once is he trying to start a collection

oh no he's horrified, you can tell by the fact that you can see the entirety of his eyeball

wait are time lord remains just slime is that what they're trying to say

AGH FISH

AGH KNIFE

well if you're gonna run away do it the second you see the car not when he's seen you and starts pulling in

hehe idiots the car's gonna come around the corner and probably hit you

how tf is he not dead on a slab

bro zig zag you gotta run zig zag

don't worry random child you're getting saved by an alien who's about to get shot by those guys and his boyfriend who took over his space machine

NOOO STOP HURTING HER shes probably fine but STILL STOP HURTING HER

why did he fall like that tat was hilarious "eugh" *le death* he sounds like a swooning victorian maiden

for the record I totally called his death

and that car

hey it's the tardis she's not a thing don't be rude she's the best character ever

how tf did he get over there

oh its not the doctor its the kid's dead friends

hello random child are you excited to see a dying man EXPLODE

why is he so casual about it "oh yeah guy who's bleeding out and just got shot hm .......................................... I'm gonna call you an ambulance"

oh hehehe the hospital is gon be so confused

oh ominous music did the master follow his boyfriend to the hospital that's rly sweet

wait where are the wounds

is this bitch dying from a shot to the arm

weak

WHERE DID THAT COME FROM THAT WASNT THERE EARLIER

if your listening to his heart why do you need a scalpel girl i don't think hearing = seeing

he's aliiiiiiiveeeee

isn't he back already stop electrocuting him

they're gonna be besties i know it <3

he's on his side how is he snoring

i can suspend my disbelief for aliens and shit but real life stuff you should get right

why are the lights outside changing colors is it aliens or just lighting

oh wait do they live next to a traffic light that would make sense

the doctor: thank you very much kind sir i shall 😴

we're 21 minutes in cut to the chase and die already please

also girl stop pouting his snoring isn't even that loud

oh now i understand what ppl meant by 'the master wants to be inside the doctor'

doctor who is so weird i love it

where's the lightning coming from

oh was that the 90s regeneration energy

rude i already made that joke like ten minutes ago keep up

isn't that a pull door excuse me

how did he hear that from two rooms away

wow ominous punching noises in the morgue you should definitely come closer to it

OMG IT'S ALIEN JESUS

"oh my gawd"

doctor: um rude

hehe the movie is still mimicking him

what's with all the convenient long dark ominous backlit hallways for the main character to pose dramatically in in media why are there so many

*ps i made popcorn :)*

some doctors (nine/ten) regenerate into a romcom. this doctor regenerated into a horror movie

hehehe he still has the john doe tag on the toe

where did he go why is everything destroyed the horror movie thing was a JOKE

in that shot he looks like owen wilson

bro the jesus thing was also a joke

i know who you are you're frankenstein

first i thought we were in asia then i thought we were in London now we're actually in san fransisco

hehehe it's the scarf

hehehe its a face

ngl that mirror does not look like its reflecting his face properly

nope sorry kit it's not a memory chamber no chameleon archs involved here

"I need the doctor's body" yeah i see what yall meant that's a totally sane and normal thing to say about your not-at-all-boyfriend

hehe they made the jesus jokes too

shut ft up bitch and stop talking to her like she's six years old you can pick up the goddamn pace with your fucking words

"bitch watch me"

how far did he back up

he's in the car

ha haha

why is there a security guard from the outside there is nothing wrong with that car

"grace why aren't you understanding this i have thirteen lives and two hearts pls its so obvious try to keep up"

and here we go again

that looks so cozy i want to live in that tardis

*deep voice* "it is me. i am the boy friend of the doc tor. i want his bo dy."

"Bah ruce don't scare me like that pls"

how does he know his name yall met once

awwwwwwwwwwwww she likes himmmmmmm

I'm rly a guy w/ weird eyes

text does not do justice to theweird voices I'm using (cause I'm saying half this shit aloud first)

BITCH WHY ARE YOU GOING CLOSER

"he's Nat Ded"

"oh shit i offended his boyfriend someone's in the denial stage of grief"

he did nat steal yo body bitch you're stealing his

i like this kid

omg shes literally me i eat pens too

yay he has shoes finally

*investigative glass* my scientific deduction is that that red liquid you took from my body seems to be my own blood, how curious

"iTs NoT bLoOd" ok girliepop what is it then?????? id love to know

aw i love hearing him talk about gallifrey without that underlying note of grief and pain and loss that all the nuwho doctors have

omg ive seen that shoe clip its so cute and silly

*run run run run run* he got the zoomies

girl: *looks into camera like the office*

*stealing from boyfriend* omg parallels to the whatsisface boyfriend

"you know this is all mine" i burst out laughing i honest to god died

ALL THE TIME LORDS ARE SO CASUAL ABOUT THIS "OH YEAH HES DEAD BUT HES ALIVE NOW NBD" "OH YEAH I HAVE TWO HEARTS WDYM YOU DONT"

"unspeakable crimes" you can say sex

how did he recognize gold dust on sight

kid its probably sand why tf would the doctor have gold dust

"DeAl"

omg its a golden snitch

"well of course it used to belong to me" I'm actually dying i cant

um bro that thing is the size of his body even if he is the 'chosen one' or whatever bs you're feeding him he probably couldn't lift it

bitch HOW

finally bro's catching on to the bs he's spouting

"i know who i am! im the type of guy who kisses women randomly!"

"doct-eah" they're so married

THIS IS SO RIDICULOUS "hes planning to take my body so that he will live and i will die :0 *run*"

doctor: honeslty woman try to keep up why isn't this making so much sense to you

first intelligent thing that woman has done all day

well that's conveinient

"oh fuck its my evil boyfriend"

aw chickens

"he's . . . british." HA

"jelly baby, officer?"

none of these people should have a license

good to know that his horrible driving skills apply to every vehicle not just the tardis

"you kill me" yes that is what will happen to you when the master gets his way excellent deduction

girl's got her priorities straight: alcohol > clock

how is that working there isn't any tension on the wheel they should be plummeting

THERE she is <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

weoweoweOWEOWEOWEOWEO "i cant find the brakes!?" *distant echoing weoweoweoWEOWEOWEOWEOWEO "aaaaaaah"

close your front doors idiot

why does she know that is she possessed by the slime

hehehe called it

"and you beLIVE him????" facts

BAHAHAHAHAHA OH MY GOD HE LOOKS SO STUPID DOES HE REALLY WANT TO BECOME FUCKING RASSILON????? HA

ok someone's sucking up to the kid

Lee's like wtaf is going on

oops i ran out of space on the other text block

i feel like she's faking or smth she looks like an angel w/ that thing and he's coughing

"i would never lie to you i would only protect you" funny how none of that is true even remotely

how the hell do all these characters remember all these super specific spoken instructions during high stakes situations, i can't even remember spoken instructions on a regular day

cant she just pull out one of the huge pole things wouldn't that stop it

he's always so kind even to the ppl who are actively trying to kill him and the entire planet

I CANT HAHA ITS SO STUPID

i don't think it's the tardis who's sentimental, doctor

SHE ATE HIM

why are we all so tense

that poor guy

you go boy

i despise these 90s romance arcs theyre so horrible yall met two hours ago

thats sweet

wait how does he die then

*after google* ohhh okay guess ive gotta watch the 50th anniversary now

#doctor who #that was fun

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plasma-pet · 1 year ago

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it’s rly disingenuous to act like you don’t edit itself smaller/different proportions now. in ur tattoo stomach pic ur stomach is smoothed hella and looks so diff from the pics after it, the white hair pic is edited and ur arm is 2x the normal size on the left and the warping on ur arms in the beach post and smoothing is v obvious to everyone without BD. its rly hard to look up to a big content creator and genuinely like them and then watch them edit their face and their body to somthing they don’t look like in vids and pics. I’m a trans girl so I was hoping you’d be one of the big alt accs of someone who dresses feminine-ish to not eventually cater to patriarchy beauty standards bc I look up to u and sm other ppl do to and it enforces unrealistic beauty standards plus it’s rly obvious when someone uses edits plus idk if u know there’s apps now that tell u if a pic is edited

> https://rewarp.me/#:~:text=Rewarp%20app%20core%20is%20a,used%20for%20detecting%20image%20alterations.

for a rly long time I thought I had to go to the gym or just try harder to look like famous alt ppl but then I realized a lot ppl edit and I wld hate for ur younger followers to feel similar bc of so many creators editing im not saying all this to be dick I’m worried about younger ppls health anyways I’ll j unfollow bc I know my insecurities r my own

the recent photoset of my stomach is not edited. on the pics of my face there is a filter, and i changed the colors. my stomach isn't even smoothed. I lost over 25 lbs and bodies look different from different angles. that is NOT an edited body photo, none of them are, whatsoever.

i haven't had white hair since 2020 and i'm honestly not entirely sure which photo you're talking about, my arm does bend backwards because I have hypermobility. not sure how a genetic condition is "warping" but yea...

idk which arms on the beach pic youre referring to at all, i'm sorry but this is actually so insane you say you're upset that i'm editing or pretending i'm not when i've been extremely transparent. ive gone through so much to get to the point where i don't edit my body anymore so it's really frustrating that people are picking my literal body apart when i stop editing it. i get hate on the internet all day every day but it's extremely ironic that now that i stopped i'm getting called out for it. i could literally post my camera roll from the stomach pics if you dont believe me.

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jihoonluvarchive · 7 years ago

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#ive lost like 15 followers in the past couple of days which makes me sad #but i gotta remind myself that it doesnt matter!!#i can keep asking myself why they chose to unfollow but i'm never gonna know #so its not worth worrying over!!#like it really doesnt matter!!#technically it has little effect on my experience on this site #like they were probably never sending messages/interacting w me anyway #so it makes no difference!!#and then another call out for myself:#stop worrying so much about how you look to ppl who follow you!!#stop worrying about how much you post #like im sometimes worried i reblog too much stuff ppl wont like #but like that shouldnt matter!!#this blog is all about what i like and if someone likes it too then great!!!#but if they dont then thats also okay it doesnt technically do any damage to me #im a silly nana sometimes #anyway this has been a callout post for myself!!#text post #personal

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mercityart · 2 years ago

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---------------Ch.7 How you meet pt.2----------------

All art and writing is mine, do not steal. View my art on other socials too. To understand the characters backstories pls view my character design/info charts. https://linktr.ee/Mercitycreeps

Tw: these characters are mentally unwell individuals who don't typically have the means for therapy or medication, they aren't meant to be perfect, and just like so many other ppl they can be toxic and exhibit bad behavior such as self harm, possessiveness and so much more.

BIG TRIGGER WARNING!!!! This chapter brings of SA, SH, Su8c8de, drugs, alcohol, kidnapping, torture, and more. Please proceed with CAUTION!!!!

Please read some of the bios in regards to my version of the slenderverse characters to understand a bit more.

-------------------HOW YOU MET---------------------

Hobo Heart- You had been walking around in the middle of the night, stress having taken over you earlier so you had chosen to take a late night walk. Thankfully the town you lived in wasn't the most crime ridden so you weren't too awfully worried in regards to being at risk of anything, oh how wrong you would be. There you had been, calming yourself down to the best of your abilities, well, trying. Life hadn't been the kindest to you as if late and you were at your wits end.

The slightest of stressors setting you off with ease. As a matter of fact, the straw that broke the camel's back had actually been you accidentally spilling a little bit of your drink earlier. Now here you were walking the silent streets of the town you had been staying in on a chilly night. Now that you think about it, it was a little too quiet. You had stopped for a moment, something felt off, it was like you were being watched by someone. This clearly wasn't ideal and so you slowly began walking again, this time with a destination in mind; there was a small gas station not too far away, hopefully you can go there and grab a drink or/and snack along with a pocket knife they tend to sell up at the cashier counter.

That's when you began to realize you were being followed: a few meters behind you were the sound of footsteps, not just one but five sets of feet and they were picking up their pace. You try your best to keep your calm as you walk but they were gaining ground and fast, your fight or flight was desperately trying to kick in, taking all of your willpower to not panic and start running. Then the owners of the pounding footsteps spoke up, catcalling, grunting out disgusting comments as they tried to gain your attention in their clearly drunken stuppors.

You simply ignored them, entirely focused on reaching your destination that you could see not too far away from you, glowing neon lights beckoning you to safety. This was a fatal mistake however, the men had caught up to you and the supposed 'leader' of the group had grasped roughly into your wrist to the point it was painfully tight. Whipping around you tried to yank yourself away, the men circling around you as they jumped and hollered like idiots, now that you got a closer and unwelcome look at them they appeared to be college guys, no older that twenty-five and clearly were not just drunk but also coming down from a high judging by their tweeking, scratching at their arms a bit, twitching and fidgeting quite a bit, sniffing harshly at the air.

They were violent and unkind with how they treated you, jostling you around, shoving you to one another: they were inspecting you, gripping your face in cold callused hands as they spat grotesque comments in regards to your body. You were now in full panic mode, trying to remove their hands, screaming for them to leave you alone, to which they broke out in cackling laughter. They were quickly shoving you towards a alley close by, shoving you to the ground; you tried to scramble to your feet however two of the men had grappled at your arms and dragged you deeper into the space, your legs kicking wildly in front of you as you swing yourself in a panic, staring up at the night sky. As the men closed in on you a large midnight black feather drifted down in front of your face.

Suddenly the pressure of the men holding you and atop you were gone, the men were scrambling back in fear as they stared towards the entrance of the alleyway, the only way out. You didn't care only wanting to curl into a ball and disappear however your gaze instinctively searched for the source of the mens horror. There you spotted him. A figure stood atop a lamp post staring down at the men, you couldn't see what they looked like but you did see the humongous raven colored wings that stretched out behind him. The figure simply stepped right off the lamp post, touching the ground delicately as though it was as simple as walking down stairs.

Then you noticed the men backing up towards the wall behind you, tensing up as though readying for a fight, screaming at the large figure. Whoever it was didn't falter in their steps. Suddenly everything was moving fast, one if the men lunging forward like a rabid dog just to hit the ground in a heap. The initial shock of the action had you confused then there was so much blood and shattered ribs. The stranger had barely moved, but it was clear they had killed man, a bloody human heart set in their grasp, only staring down at the man that was dead. The other men were screaming in terror and rage, snapping the person back to their senses; stepping closer everything moved far too quick for your understanding, the men around you were all laying in a pile unsconcious, but not dead.

You stare in silent confusion and shock, the person wasn't in sight that is until you scooched back a tiny but and felt something hit your. Looking up there stood the stranger, vibrant almost glowing baby blue orbs staring back at you. That gaze took your breath away and suddenly you felt safe within them. The man had leaned over you as he seemed to be inspecting you; self-conscious of your current state you covered your aching body with the scraps left of your clothes that were strewn beside you. The man stepped around you to stand in front of your shaken form, crouching down to get closer to your level as he reached out slowly to take your hand in his, being extremely careful and gentle as though you were made of very delicate glass that was ready to shatter, wary of how you flinched at the initial movements. He helped you sit up a bit and he kneeled before you, removing his hoodie and wrapping it around your shoulders, zipping it up to hide your body. That's when you noticed his skin and hair.

He had pure white messy hair and dark skin that was almost black, however there was white bone markings all over his body, pure black wings neatly folded behind him as he watched you with those glowing blue eyes. He's beautiful. You watched him with wide shocked eyes, but you relaxed slightly with him, you felt the need to trust him as he helped you up. You didn't remember much, only coming fully back to reality as the red and blue lights of police cars and ambulances surrounded you, a officer stood before you as you were being patched and checked for any severe wounds that couldn't wait till the hospital. You were incredibly confused, holding tightly onto to front of the hoodie you wore. Wait- the hoodie. You were still wearing his hoodie.

You looked around only to see your savior in the trees watching from a distance before giving you a nod and disappearing into the night.

Nathan the Nobody- You were in quite the situation, dangling from the ceiling by your wrists bound together, each leg chained tightly to corners of a steel panel. You were exhausted, no clue how long you had been there or when the last time you had anything to eat or drink but you were starving, barely capable of staying conscious, both your mental and physical being having been torn to absolute shreds. You simply hung there, waiting for the next time those men would walk through the doors. You had been kidnapped, walking to work only to be dragged into a tinted out black vehicle and knocked out only to wake up where you were.

They had stripped you, shaved everything but your head and branded you. You still have no idea what the room you were in looked like, having been blindfolded and gagged, only being allowed to speak when they wanted you to respond to them. You had known though that you hadn't been alone in the room, key word, hadn't. For a while you knew there were at least eight others, being able to hear the distinct hums, grunts, cries and moans from them. Eventually however, the room grew more and more quiet, one by one the others had grown silent, and now no one will respond to your sounds.

You don't know if they were incapable of making sounds now or, if the worst happened as you hear the sound of something being hit when the men came, sounding like a body but... The sound has started to get more like hitting something stiff and hard, this thought made your stomach churn with nausea. Soon however, your head perked up slightly, hearing loud banging from outside the room, unsure of what was happening but it was getting closer. You tensed, keeping your head hung low as you waited, expecting the men to enter the room to use you for their sick and twisted games, whether that means them waterboarding, hitting you with a baseball bat, stabbing, hitting,

punching, or even worse things when they were in that mood. Something was off though, the men were screaming, something wasn't right but you couldn't do anything considering your current state. Then everything grew eerily quiet before the door was slammed open making you flinch. There was a audible quick gasp by a voice you didn't recognize, making you raise your head a little bit in confusion before footsteps rapidly approached you causing you to tense in preparation for being hit, but the pain never came. There was the jingling if metal and then a click, one leg free, then another, you soon were being lowered to the ground however your legs were too weak to hold you whatsoever.

The person stepped in front of you, large scarred and callused hands unlocking the last restraint. Your body immediately collapsed forward, being caught delicately in strong arms, carefully being hoisted up to be cradled against his chest. You were far too broken to fight or complain, grateful for the kindness being offered to you. Then the gag was removed from your mouth to be replaced by a bottle of water. The man crouched down to support you against their legs as he helped you drink a bit of water, not too much though as it'd be dangerous in your fragile state. Then came the blindfold, you blinked against the dim lights that filled the room, eyes extremely sensitive however the person holding you prevented you from looking around.

"You don't want to do that, it's not worth it." Their voice was deep but very gentle, looking up you found yourself face to face with a person who had heterochromatic eyes, one being blue and the other green. You felt confusion bubble up within you, who was this person, what is happening, why do they not want you looking around? He seemed to notice your confusion and sighs, standing tall with you in their arms, that's when you got a glance at what he didn't want you to see. The room you resides in was covered in dry blood and fecal matter, a wall dedicated to objects of torture, mutilation and violation and there before the wall was nine square metal panels. You went limp in his arms as more shock settled into you, unable to even cry at the site.

The eight people you had listened to, had hummed to, had bled with were all hanging on their panels rotting away, rigor mortis having settled in a while ago. Organs, limbs, genitals and even muscle tissue were missing from them, it was absolutely horrific, and to make things worse, every single panel had a tally and counter. There was a section for blunt force, stabbing, drowning, shooting, burning, violating and more. You saw that out of everyone you had been there the longest at a total of 563 days. It was a wonder how you were alive, how you had all your limbs, when you get out you are definitely going to need intensive therapy.

The man looks away from you whispering a quiet "I'm sorry..." As he excited the room. Outside there was carnage, the men either being chained up by strange people or dead. "Oi, Nathan! Thanks for the tip. Wait- what... What are you holding...?" You stare as what looked to be a detective approached the man holding you, Nathan, before panic settled in around the detective.

"We need a medic!!!" Immediately you were bombarded by paramedics, nude form being covered with a blanket while they stabilize you as quick as possible, putting a IV drip in to hydrate you. The entire time however Nathan never left your side.

Puppeteer- It was a very sad day when you met him, you had been struggling for a long time. You were so tired, so so exhausted and just wanted to rest. You didn't want to die, no one really does, but it was to the point that it felt like the only option. So there you walked in the dead of night, mind so full and loud but also so full of nothing, emotions chaotic and scattered by yet you also felt so numb at the same time.

There was a constant state of numbness, incapable of feeling much else, only knowing that you were feeling a shit ton of feelings yet they were being overshadowed. You simply counted the days as the passed you by, putting on a smile for all to see as though you were the background character to your own play. You felt as though you were watching yourself from afar, incapable of shaking or slapping yourself out of the daze you were in day by day, but also far too exhausted to try, spending all your energy on your act, only to get home and immediately have the numbness take over full force, it was oh so cold in your chest even if you sat beneath the scalding water of your shower.

Soon though you found yourself staring at the busy roads of the bride you stood upon, back of your thighs resting against the concrete wall of the bridge as you stared up at the night sky. Everything around you felt like it was in slow motion as cars sped by, the world sounded so hushed when you were standing beside a bunch of vehicles speeding 75mph on a windy, became rainy, night. It was peaceful, you felt as though you could just let go, slip awake from reality into the blissful void of the moment, and you try.

You began to lean backwards, only supported by your thighs against the short concrete barrier, closing your eyes you fall back expecting to feel wind rush around your body as you fall but that doesn't come. You hover a little above the ground and your eyes snap open only to stare in shock as they meet a glowing golden gaze, matching golden strings wrapped securely around your body.

Suddenly the world was beyond loud and you felt so incredibly broken, bottom lip quivering. The man pulls you close and the strings remove themselves from you as the two of you collapse to the ground, him holding tightly to your sobbing form, finally allowing your emotions to spring free along with your tears. He held onto you the whole time, saying nothing but had hummed a sweet melody, lulling you to rest in his arms beside the road.

X-Virus- You were at the library when the encounter took place, searching for a particular book you had read as a younger teen. You paced up and down the aisles, you probably would have found it with ease had it not been for the library completely redoing the placement of everything and the computers being down. This you were stuck getting lost in the large expanse of bookshelves, meticulously trying to find what you had came there for, however you just only found yourself getting more lost, brows furrowed in confusion as you tried to make sense of the layout of shelves to hopefully find a section it would reside within.

As you stood there calculating a hand reached out, lightly tapping your shoulder to gain your attention. Upon turning to the hands owner you found a individual with messy straight hair and choppy layered bangs, wearing a large array of buttons, pins, patches and other accessories. "Oi, sorry to bother you doll, just couldn't help but notice a sweet thing such as yerself looking lost. Whatcha lookin for, if you don't mind me asking of course!"

The scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, cheeks dusted a light pink. He was clearly trying to put on a flirty tough guy act and failing, but he's cute so he gets the points. You can't help but chuckle a tiny bit at his attempt and smile, his confidence and energy was almost contagious to be completely honest, who is this guy? "Well, seeing as you are being so graciously generous," smirking at him you can't help but notice the shy look he's giving you, dang he's a cutie. " I'm looking for a specific book, but this place for all turned around and I can't find shit. Would you happen to have a clue on where (f/b) is?"

He immediately perks up at the mention of the book, almost excited as he bounces on his heels. "Aw man I love that book!!" The young man freezes up and anxiously fidgets in place. "Sorry... Uh, I got too excited. I know where it is, um, follow me." You felt bad that he got so upset at himself for getting excited so you reached out and tugged gently at his sleeve, making him stop in his tracks and look back at you in confusion.

"You know... It's ok to show you're excited and happy. It was nice seeing you like that! You should do it more often, I certainly don't mind it, it's sweet." His cheeks erupt into a pink hue and looks away in embarrassment, thanking you shyly as he led you to the book you were wanting, discussing it with you as you walked, finding out a bit about him, and that his name is Cody.

Jason the Toymaker- You were simply trying to find something to comfort yourself with at that moment, driving around in the rain aimlessly as you cried, blaring music, trying to find some sense if comfort; you had just been broken up with, over text nonetheless! Your coward of an ex had been caught cheating on you with a close friend of yours and you didn't want to talk, you just wanted to go home and process everything. In retaliation your ex had dumped you over text and left anything you gave them at your doorstep. You were exhausted mentally and physically, it was cold and rainy and you were beyond stressed prior to the breakup. So what did you do to cope?

Search for comfort items, some if your favorite treats, a nice new blanket and comfy hoodie along with a few bath bombs. As you drive you stumbled upon a store, you had heard about it before as it was quite popular thanks to the high quality toys, candies, stuffies and more. You turned into the parking lot and shut the vehicle off, checking yourself in the mirror but sigh considering you looked a mess, like a middle schooler who had their heart broken for the first time in a Disney film. There was nothing you could really do about this though so you just get out of your vehicle and walk to the entrance, getting soaked from the rain but frankly you couldn't care less, your chest felt so cold and numb from heartbreak the rain didn't bother you near as much as it should have.

Upon entering the store you could see it was lined top to bottom with all sort of knick knacks, a few toy air balloons dancing around the ceiling on a track just above a intricate train track that chugged along the shops perimeter. There was a rather large ferris wheel in the middle of the store that spun with a few stuffed animals. The walls were lined by toy type, color and stuffed animal species, the wall behind the cash register looked like something out of Willy Wonka; however, even with all these bright colors and happy vibes coming from the shop you were still so cold, sniveling softly as you looked around, trying to find something that would be perfect to cuddle up to or keep your mind occupied.

As you looked around hugging your shivering soaked form you didn't notice the opening and closing of the door behind the register and the shops owner making his way behind you, towering over you with his ridiculously tall form. He watched you, glancing at a few toys that moved to give her signals and glances, informing him of the sad disheveled soul that had wandered into her domain. You simply did not notice her whatsoever that is until you here a melodic voices from behind you coo, "Do you need any help my dear?"

You whip around, jolting as you looked upwards at the giant individual. He removes his hate and gives a polite bow, one hand behind her back as the other held the hat to his chest, standing up straight she reveals a beautiful Lily of the valley and hold it out towards you. "Now why the tears dove? A precious thing like you shouldn't be so distraught." She lightly placed the flower into your hands, leaning down to inspect you, tutting softly. "Now this just won't do at all. Come come, I know just what you need." He tugs you along to behind the counter, pulling out a tea set and already brewed chamomile tea from beneath the counter, pouring some into each cup, bringing out a jar of sugar cubes.

"How many precious?" He trills out sweetly. You hold up the number of cubes you want and he plops them into the cup, putting three cubes into her own and hands you your share. "Now sweet thing, what has you so glum, hm? Surely a darling like you has a lover to lean on in such trying times?" With that you sip the tea, shaking your head as tears began to cascade down your rosey cheeks, sniffling out, "Not anymore..." This automatically put her into protective mode, standing up straight. "Oh you poor sweet dove, how could such a tragedy happen?!

You poor poor dear, no wonder you have the eyes of a sad puppy, your little heart is all shattered. What criminal could do such a thing to you?" She leans down to your height, brows scrunched up in concern, a hand reaches out to your cheek and dabs away your tears to no avail as they won't cease their exiting your tear ducts. "T they cheated on me with my friend and- a and dumped me over t text..." He frowns and tugs you close in a comforting embrace.

"shhhhhhhh... It's ok. It's going to be ok little angel. You cry all you need, here, I have just the thing." He pulls away for just a moment, walking to the opposite end of the store before returning with a weighted human sized stuffed cat. "You need a companion to cuddle with. And no worries, simply enjoy a bit of tea with me till the rain slows and it's free, that's all I ask. Now, what's your name, love?"

Kagekao- You were at home late at night during a thunderstorm, the town's power had gone out due to the lightning so you were holed up in your room with a flashlight as you shuddered beneath a fort of blankets, sheets, pillows and more. What could go wrong? It was simply a thunderstorm, you were safe within your fort of comfort and solitude, thankfully you had a almost fully charged phone in hand as well, surely nothing terrible would happen, right? That was your logic, of course,

until a loud crash if breaking glass came from your living room. You were completely and utterly alone; weighing your options you slowly grabbed a dagger and creeped your way to the room in complete silence and darkness, the only light being from the street lights outside and passing vehicles. You peeked around the corner, body tensing to strike if need be but to your surprise no one was in sight. You don't relax but you do allow yourself to walk out into the open, surveying the damaged window that let rain and wind pour in. "Did... Did something hit the window..? A branch???"

You were confused and anxious, unknowing of the entity sitting on your couch behind you. "私は雷雨が好きです、あなたはどうですか?" Freezing up you turn towards the distorted voice to see the being sitting there, his mask seemed to be smiling at you but you felt less than safe in that moment. "I... I'm sorry but.. I don't understand much Japanese..?" This simply made him laugh at you, a cackle that sounded like the screams of the damned. "Kekeke, あなたは非常にかわいいとハンサムな男の子です。恥恥恥恥。You simply are such a entertaining little human. Hmm~" He rested his head against his gloves hand,

the other twirling a glass of what appeared to be wine. "Uuuh... Thank you? Wait- did you just call me cute???" You stare at him incredulously, is this guy for real?? Sighing you find it best to humor the being sat before you and so you walked over and say beside him, bat set beside you as you lean against the couches arm. "So you going to kill me or what man? I would rather sooner than later ya know. Or are you here for money cause if so welp- I ain't got none." This took him back for a moment it seemed as he grew quiet. "Hmm... No. You are funny, I like you キューティー. I think I'm going to keep you around for a little bit till you aren't so entertaining~"

his voice was light-hearted but the message made shivers go up your spine, you were dazed only to be snapped out of it once he offers you a glass of the wine. You take it carefully in your palm but when you go to thank him he's gone, only the glasses of wine and the broken window proof he ever was there. You felt you were in for a long bumpy ride.

Jay- Oh goodness what a cliche. You had been going for a nature walk, taking in the sights as you traveled. You had been wanting to move and explore for so long and you finally had, you'd been traveling all across North America and some other nations around the world and had decided to find a place to try and find stability in.

You remembered the views of Alabama and the prices, sure it wasn't a great place in terms of acceptance but you thought it'd make a great place to get a bit of experience for a temporary amount of time. It's not like it's be forever, and so you had rented out a cabin in the woods not too far away from Rosswood Park. You decided to start taking nature walks as you worked from home and made a surprisingly good amount of money but you desperately needed fresh air and changes in scenery so what better place than the woods of Rosswood?

The area was a relatively safe place, rarely anything bad happened in the town, save for the recent events of a few people going missing. Little did you know you were going to stumble upon one of the individuals caught up in the drama. You had been walking for some time when you had stumbled upon a odd cabin like area, there stood a person in their mid to late twenties filming, they looked rather anxious so you being the person you are you approached them.

"Hey! You ok? Are you lost?" This made them jolt up in surprise, they were clearly panicked and paranoid. You found yourself walking straight up to the side of them. "Hey, sorry! I didn't mean to startle you. It's just uh... You look a bit freaked dude, wanted to make sure you're ok, if you need anything or something."

They nod quickly in a repetitive motion as they stumbled over their words. "Uh! Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm good I'm ok, yeah uh, thanks but uh, you should really not be here, like reeeeeaaally shouldn't be here. So if you could just uh-" their gaze was wild, looking around in a frenzy, unable to focus for very long as they spazzed out a bit. "uuuuuh, yeah no. You clearly aren't doing so hot dude. I am not leaving unless you're coming with me, unless of course- you want me to call the cops and have them check on you?" You stick your hip out with your hand on it sassily, raising a brow at them.

"You... You are really stubborn." You laugh at this, "oh you have no clue dude. Come on, let's get you a snack or something, you're shaking like a leaf dude." They sigh as they follow you out of the park, all the while observing the area as you walked, they were extremely paranoid. They did however allow for light conversation as you walked. You did want to mention something to them but decided to keep your mouth shut in regards to the tall man In a suit considering how paranoid and anxious they were

Alex- It was your freshman year of college and to be frank you had always loved theater and films, however you came from a really small school that didn't ever really cast new people in their plays so you stuck to band. This year though you wanted to try something new, you wanted to have fun. There were rumors going around about a guy wanting to create a movie and was having auditions for it during after school hours. This made your excitement grow a bit, you honestly didn't care if you got a role or not you just wanted to help out in any way, it sounded like a lot of fun, so you quickly made up your mind. After school you headed to the room that was on the flyer you found in regards to the film.

You saw a man with sweet puppy dog eyes and some cool sideburns, surprising considering little to no one can pull them off nowadays, standing outside the door fidgeting. You saw someone was in the room likely auditioning and so you waited out in the hall. After a bit the guy waiting out in the hall, Tim you think his name is walked into the room, being talked to by two other individuals you think. A bit later two men walk out, Tim and, Brian? Yeah, you think that's his name, a rather popular and social guy. He gives you a smile and nod as he passes and you lightly knock on the door, it was opened soon by a rather large man with glasses and a pouty lip, his facial structure rather soft and long, thick brows and light ashy brown hair that swooped. "Hi, I'm sorry to bother you Mr... Kralie is it? I um, I'm here in regards to the auditions and stuff.? I if you are to busy I can go or if you want I can come back another time! I-!"

He quickly raises his hands, laughing a bit. "Woah there, c'mon in it's no problem at all. Tell me a bit about yourself, excuse the camera, I'm recording auditions if that's alright." "Oh! Yeah, I don't mind um.." you follow him in, door closing behind you and you take a seat at the table anxiously fidgeting. "Alright, now, give me a bit of background on you. What's your name, who are you as a person, ok?" You nod, looking up at him, cheeks dusting a light pink. "Well.. my name is (y/n), I'm (y/age)."

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