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ginnyw-potter-archive · 2 years ago

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(Didn’t want to sound mean or anything! This is just a…little thought of a passive reader? Pls, if this ask made you mad, I am truly sorry, this was not intended!)

Don’t you think it is frustrating to read a current WIP with an author that suddenly stops posting chapters? Ofc RL sucks! And we as internet users don’t know what is going on in other people lifes! So being angry at authors for abandoning the story doesn’t make any sense. Nevertheless, it makes the reader still sad never to know how the story ends.

As a reader (who comments and reviews finished works even though they are 10-15 years old! And sometimes the author reacts with a lot of surprise and say things like „someone still reads this old thing??“ 😅) its so… not annoying i would say but frustrating to read and follow a story that suddenly doesn’t continue after a year or two. Sometimes I get confused in ffnet, because I quiet don’t understand if a story is complete or not and reading incomplete, abandoned stories makes me so so so sad, because I get so frustrated not knowing what is going to happen next.*

In 2016 I was following a fantastic wrong boy who lived (its german „Felder der Dunkelheit“ ) fanfiction that broke me in thousand pieces until the author stopped at the climax of the story. It had 50+ chapters. Its been 7 years and I am still rereading it, but know that author is not going to post anything. Still, I hope that person is okay and life wasn’t too hard to them.

In 2022 i found a (in my opinion) pretty good Harry Potter fiction that again was abandoned in 2021. And believe it or not, the author updated it a few weeks ago, which ngl made me cry for an half an hour because I was so happy that the story will be continued

Sometimes I stumble over summaries of great HP fanfiction and I would read the whole story (without checking the reviews/ status of the story) and get to the „last“ chapter to find out this story didn’t get updated the last 3-10 years.

There are so many good fiction and it hurts so much to spend your time on unfinished stories and feel like you „wasted“ your time.

Complete fiction is the safest option for me to not being disappointed, when reaching the last updated chapter (And cliffhanger don’t bother me as much, because I know the next chapter is just a click away)

Yet, it still has some disadvantages to read finished works

e.g

-not reaching the climax with the author

-not being able to talk with the author about a certain paragraph that one liked

-asking questions

-the excitement when you get a notification that there is a new update

-no answering/ reaction to your review

I read a knight of mine when it had 13 chapters and stopped reading it. (it’s not your fault literally it is not!!🫶🏽 its a good story really!!! I loved Red& Lightning and your Ginny is pretty cool!)

Your are the author and you decide when you update. But after a few weeks I just forgot what the story is about and I had been so confused reading chapter 15. So I decided that I will wait until it’s finished and reread the whole story again.

I know, this frustrates you too. Because you don’t know if people liked the story, you have no clue if there is something in your story that maybe doesn’t make sense for someone or if someone found easter eggs that you put in there. Reviews on finished stories wouldn’t give you the same satisfaction or happiness because you mentally finished with it and don’t care about those reviews as much as you did while posting your stories (ofc this doesn’t mean you don’t appreciate them!!!!!)

i am only assuming things, if this is not true, than I am sorry, I said this!🙈

Sometimes authors just need motivation from their readers to continue writing. I understand that! Reviews and comments assure the writer that his baby is being loved by other people and that other people care about it too!

But I am also thankful for those authors who were determined to finish their fanfic!🫶🏽

*I also know that some authors feel disconnected to their stories. I can understand that. I don’t judge them and I never will be angry at those who stopped updating their fiction. But it still hurts more than it should, when they stop posting and disappear. Which is weird. Bc i don’t know them personally but i still feel ghosted…💀

I hope this made a little bit more sense and you could understand why someone would only read finished stories ❤️

Hi anon!

Thank you for sending this so politely, I know people can get worked up about it.

Here's the thing. I never judge any individual for them not commenting or when they choose not or when to read a fic. That is literally your call. Sometimes it is just a general trend you catch wind of and that's just how it is.

Just as writers I know readers have their own things going on and reasons they may not comment or want to read right now. I get it. And these last few months I have been getting more interaction on my fics than I am used to and I appreciate that, I really do but this isn't just a me thing. It's something I can observe on other fics too. Sometimes as a writer you do lose motivation, for about 700 reasons and a comment is that thing that gets you up and behind that laptop and write, that's just how it is. That's not the readers fault but that doesn't mean it doesn't help.

I have been that reader. I recently read a soulbond fic I was really getting into, I was rushing through it and then suddenly I was at the last chapter... in the middle of the story. Yeah I was frustrated. Checked how long ago it was updated, if I could find any trace of this writer but didn't come up with much. And that's not the first time that happened to me either. I completely understand the frustration.

But I have also been that writer. I have a longfic I never finished and I just straight up deleted it. I found it lacked plot and I didn't know what I was doing with it. So not to leave people hanging I just deleted all of it. I didn't write anything substantial after that for four years, for an array of reasons which were mostly mental health related. It wasn't the fic's fault but it just happened. I felt bad about it but there was no way to finish it. Now writing again I opened that doc again and still agreed there was nothing left for that fic. I didn't have many readers so I don't know if people missed it really but I know if someone did, it probably sucked.

I personally would love if a fic that was finished got a comment. While I tend to pick apart my own writing, especially the older ones, a lot of them are really precious to me. If someone reblogged a oneshot of mine, I always go check if they maybe left some opinion in the tags? A little comment? And longfics you spend so much time on, I think most writer would enjoy comments long after they have posted.

My post wasn't about people who read only finished fic or people who don't comment, it was about the two combined. I have noticed this being a trend on tiktok as well where they just expect to only read finished works but they also treat it as this random consumable thing as if it's a tv series to binge-watch or something and fanfic is just a little different. Again not attacking anyone individually it's just such a big group of people that prefers to read only finished fics (like literally a majority) yet the majority of fics receive 99% of their comments while it's not finished yet and that's what I was pointing out.

I totally understand the points you made, being both writer and reader. My point is: comment on finished fics. I can guarantee you the majority of writers will still be super stoked about it. Just because you are coming in late (by choice, coincidence or accident) doesn't mean you can't interact. The writer doesn't cease to exist the moment they click 'Completed'

#not saying you PERSONALLY don't comment this is just based on my observation #fanfic #AO3 #writing #anon #ask #reply

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moonyslove78 · 2 years ago

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🤯!MIND-FUCKIN'-BLOWN!🤯

Okay, so first of all, @liz-allyn... I know we've all already discussed this and in a very humorous way. 😂 But I still just wanna put this out there. No matter what anyone says, this is your story. However you want to write it, whatever you want to happen and certainly, whatever you decide to name you character(s), is ultimately your choice. You're the author of this amazing, captivating, utterly imaginative and (as I know I've said a 1000 times before) all around extremely well-written AU series. I hope everyone is respectful enough to think about that before trying to tell you how/what to write when it comes to your hard work that you've poured your heart into for our enjoyment. Know that we love you and the work you've done to bring this series to us! ❤️

Now that that's said...

🥵!! MAJORLY SMUTTY SPOILERS UNDER CUT !!😍

I was legitimately screaming at my screen "Oh, no. Honey!! That wasn't murder! That was self-defense and logically justifiable!" Also, why did I slightly snicker at that, oh, soooo Peter-like statement when he was on the phone with Cat. 😅

This is such a moment. He just wants to take care of her and that's all. When he was the one that plummeted into the ground from the top of a clocktower, went through an all out war, in the process lost a lot, then came back home to battle four assholes, one in which decided it was best to shoot him in the shoulder before raging an all out war between the two of them using a Symbiote to present a disadvantage for Peter (& ultimately, Honey as well). But he isn't worried about any of that... cause he just wants to take care of his Honey. 🥺😭

This is about the time I started thinking... "Oh. So there's about to be some shower sex?" 😶‍🌫️🚿

I absolutely adore stumbling-nervous-stuttering-slightly uneasy-Peter Parker. It's the sweetest thing I've ever seen. 😍🥰

When I say I gasped! 😯 It was like a shock to the system... a fucking good shock! 😅 Like, I knew she had it in her, but she really went for it on the dirty talk! And I was here for it alllllll!

🤯🤯🤯

Words cannot describe what I was feeling in this moment. I have soooo many thoughts and they're all incredibly impure. 😏

The "C'mere--" did it for me, Liz! I died and am writing from beyond the grave...💀🪦

I'm sorry, whaaa--🥵🔥 I couldn't breathe for a minute! Fucking, Princess?! 😍😫

Now this was where I did get a bit teary eyed... because, even in the midst of this extremely hot erotic scene, let us take a notice to how fucking far Honey has come. Peter, too, obviously. But especially Honey. Like we always guessed (knew) that she would fall for that man. We could see the love there for him before she could. But it felt like they'd never get to the point where she'd see him and have this go on in her head. And for her to admit it, even if it was just to herself in that moment, was such a huge deal. I just loved this realization process so damn much.

Ugh!! The amount of devotion in those words is so immense. She already saved their lives. And now she's ready to give him the world. And since she is his world, it works out so fucking beautifully! 🥰

God damn, this killed me harder than the first one! 🥴😳 She is his. Just as well as he is hers. And fuck if it didn't sound hot as hell coming from Peter. Especially when he gives noo-fucks about how possessive he sounds. 🥵❤️

WELP! I wasn't quite sure it was possible, but now I'm 100% positive! Cause that absolutely did it! 🤰🏻😮‍💨 Nothing is hotter than Peter & Honey's kinks... and now that we know they both for sure share the "Daddy" & breeding kinks... I'm telling you I fucking screamed! 👀😱

And then you go and do this to my heart? 😫🥰 The fact that she ASKED him to ask her again... ugh!! My brain was already mush and I was in a puddle on the floor, but now my heart has fallen down there too. And the fact that she told him to "wait until she knows she's become the person he'd want to ask" hit me hard right in the feels. Because I, for one, think she's already there. That even had she not said this, he may have been a little uneasy about how she would react, but he'd have been thinking about doing so anyway.

His sincere and heart-felt promise that he'd wait for her to be ready, no matter how long it takes her was another moment that screamed Peter Parker. We all know he'll wait forever for his girl. As long as he can have her with him, by his side and in his heart, he's happy. I did love the slight jab that he'd even wait "till he was back in diapers". I am a stickler for their light playfulness when they both can't help but smile or giggle at something the other says or does. It's those little happy fluffy moments I LIVE for with these two. (And now of course, it's gonna be their hot smutty ones, too, but you can't make me choose, Liz! Look what you've created! 👀😂❤️‍🔥)

But that ending though! It was so fucking beautifully put in those 7 words. The explanation of their love for each other, his renewed even further, yet again. Because above all else, this man adores her with all of his heart and soul. Despite, and as a result of, all that they've been through together. Hers being strengthened by the same. And now that everything is open and out there, no feelings to hide or secrets to bare. The anger, hurt, fear and guilt no longer weighing their hearts down. They're finally where they need to be for each other. ❤️ Well damn it, now I'm crying again! 😭

I cannot tell you exactly how much I loved this chapter, because there are no real words that could describe it. It's something I, and I'm quite positive everyone else, were waiting patiently for. And when I tell you, it was completely worth the wait. The slowest slow burn makes getting to this point so much more amazing and rewarding. I am so anxious and excited to see what these final two chapters are going to be, but I do know whatever you have planned is going to be absolute and utter perfection!

I hope they bring Bella home, because I so wanna see Peter being doting Uncle Peter with Aunt Honey by his side. (Though a baby Parker would be ideal 👀👩🏻‍🍼👨🏻‍🍼) I can't tell you how many times I've imagined Peter coaching Honey through labor and then bawling his eyes out when their miracle enters the world, where he proceeds to very carefully and lovingly coddle them. 😭😮‍💨❤️ Okay, fuck... I can't take anymore right now.

I'm going to go back and enjoy this chapter multiple times, like I have with every other chapter release. I will be so sad when it ends but you know that this series has brought me through some really tough moments in the last few months (as well as you yourself), so with it nearing a close I just want to thank you again and again. You've created such a character that resonates with so many and that we can all relate to in some form or another. And the transformations that almost all the characters experienced was phenomenal.

I can safely say I have never and probably will never find a series quite like this one, that has burrowed it's way so deep into my heart. And it's your brilliant mind that created it!

I love you @liz-allyn!!❤️😁🥰

sugar and vice, pt. 21 [mob!tasm!peter x fem!oc]

summary: still don't know my name.

words: 5 k

chapter warning: blood and smut. a lot of it. in detail.

series warnings: mob-typical bang bang violence, hurt/comfort. Spicy situations. spousal abuse. family trauma. PTSD, psychotic breaks/episodes, drug use. coercion. manipulation. kidnapping. gore. blood. possessive!peter, protective!peter. toxic/yandere!peter (maybe, sorta), negative self talk, shameless forced proximity trope. ‘only ten one bed oops’ trope, imprisonment. slowest burn. a dash of questionable and/or morally grey intentions. extremely toxic relationships.

This version of TASM Peter is not canon. The relationships and characters here are not healthy.

Don't date a mob boss.™️

18+ You’re responsible for your own media consumption, but if you

don't know the connection between cartoons and Saturday mornings

don't remember a time when phones didn't have touchscreens

never had to listen to the CRINK CRINK CRINK of winding up a camera to take a picture

= if one or more of these elements apply to you, you may be entitled to compensation, which you should come back for when you're 18.

Back to Part 20.

A/N Might be a good time to throw on the official Sugar and Vice Spotify playlist...

Part 21

“You still with me?” Peter asked so softly it could be a croon.

The sound startled her. Her body went rigid from where she sat on the bathroom floor. She pushed her back against the ebony-stained vanity, her legs tucked under the blanket of her arms. The whole moment felt eerie, overwhelmed with a sense of deja vu in the sanctuary of Peter’s bathroom. Exquisite black marble, gold fixtures, and ivory subway tile surrounded her; by contrast, her blood-splattered appearance was ghastly.

At least she wasn’t the only one.

She didn’t know how much time had passed since she murdered John. All she knew was that his blood had gone cold and tacky on her skin. Peter had called for Felicia to back them up immediately, warning her “if I see anyone else’s face but yours, I’m puttin’ a bullet in it.”

Ironically, he said this with the phone pressed against one shoulder while he ripped a sleeve from his suit jacket to use as a bandage around his bullet wound. Despite his injuries, he carried her in his arms from the carnage, instructing her to keep her cloudy eyes on his face until they were secure.

As soon as they crossed the threshold of his bedroom, Peter reached for a hidden panel on the wall near the frame. She heard the whirring of an electronic device and the pressurized hiss of something moving within the wall. Seconds later, the doorway was sealed with a steel door, locked down tighter than a bank vault.

He brought her to the bathroom, gingerly placing her down before ripping open a drawer, vigilantly loading another weapon hidden inside. He kept it close, peeking briefly beneath the makeshift bandage on his arm. His white dress shirt was torn, splattered with merlot hues.

She kept her eyes forward, breathing steadily through her nose.

The next few minutes were filled with pacing, fidgeting, and clenched fists. He muttered useless words, mostly reassurances that she knew he couldn’t promise and apologies he didn’t need to make. After confirmation from Felicia via an intercom system that the Penthouse was secure, Peter finally began to relax.

Honey still wondered if anything was real. Maybe her entire existence was a crazy, fever-dream. A dark fairytale filled with heroes and monsters. Kings. And Demons. And Robots. And Prince Charming.

“It’s okay,” Peter gently reminded her as he kneeled before her. Hearing his voice pulled her back to the present. Slowly, he brought his hands up to the sides of her face. Her eyes fluttered closed when she felt the rough pads of his thumbs brushing away her tears.

That dizzy feeling hit her again, and she tried to swallow it down. When her eyes opened, she saw her friend staring back at her, the shadow of a smile adorning his face. Tears budded in the corners of his whiskey eyes. Chocolate, oranges, and the golden hue of an Old Fashioned.

She leaned her cheek into his palm, nuzzling it as she gazed up at him anxiously.

“Need ya to trust me, okay?” he cooed as if their minds were synced. “Is it okay if I help you get cleaned up?” Innocently, his eyes traveled down her neck to her shoulders and the carnage beneath them. He took in the sight of her, chewing his bottom lip. “Just... just wanna take care of you, alright? Nothin’ else.”

He waited. She nodded.

“Okay, jus’-just take my hands, and I’m gonna help you stand up, okay?” He turned over his palms and waited for her to them. She did.

He came to a gentle stand, pulling her up with him. “Are you hurt anywhere? Are you in pain?”

She paused. Shook her head.

“Good, good, good,” he breathed in relief. He placed a hand on her lower back, keeping her other hand tight within his, and took a step forward with her. Gently, he guided her across the bathroom up to the glass of the enormous, obsidian walk-in shower that took up half of the room.

He stepped inside and twisted the golden knobs on the wall. A wide column of rain showered from the ceiling, clouds of steam forming around it.

She stood with arms wrapped around her soiled camisole top, which clung uncomfortably to her skin. Quietly, she observed him as he fussed with the shower handles, dipping his hand in the stream, before diligently adjusting the temperature until it was perfect.

His movements were somewhat frantic, as if he were completing a checklist. The next move was to unbutton his destroyed shirt and tenderly peel it off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. His belt was next as he undid the trousers and stepped out of them.

“Peter.”

Her voice was silent as falling snow, but he snapped his head in her direction, eyes wide at attention. “Yeah? What’s wrong? Do... d’you not... I... I can-I can turn around, or-or leave, if-if you want... I-I-I’ll do whatever you want.”

She fixed him with eyes that were almost surreal. They glistened something meek and melancholic in their depths. At the same time, there was a sense of uneasy awe, her fascination fueling a frightening notion. Whatever her mind was thinking of, she was both timid of it as much as she was tempted by it.

And it terrified him. “Jus’... jus’ tell me what you need. Whatever you want.” He gazed at her worriedly, afraid that she was drifting into the darkness away from him. He took her hand firmly in his own, worried she might be lost in the galaxy.

It took centuries to find her voice. “I... I want... I want to know...” she fumbled clumsily, her lips parted as she gazed at his. “I want you to tell me that I’m good.”

Peter’s breath hitched as something sharp twisted in his chest. He pursed his lips together, eyes filled with sadness. “Oh, Honey...” he breathed out. Unshed tears gathered at his lower lashes as he gazed upon her with a tragic heart. Carefully, he inched closer to her.

She watched him struggle to find his words, and when he did there was a tremor in his voice. “Honey,” he slowly repeated, bringing his hands up to embrace her cheeks. “What happened back there...” He winced as his throat bobbed. “Wh-what you just did... was… it was necessary.”

He bit down on his lower lip to keep it still. It occurred to her that he was having flashbacks. He was remembering a pair of green eyes that fixed him with a similar brokenhearted gaze.

“You saved our lives,” he breathed with resolve. “You saved my life.” Peter caressed her cheek, staring down at her like a goddess. Each touch was a gospel of gratitude. “You were strong and smart, and so... so incredibly brave.” He lamented with an aching heart, “Don’t ever forget that. You did the right thing.”

“Peter—”

“Of course, Honey. Of course, you’re good—”

“Peter, stop.”

He held his breath, blinking curiously.

“That’s not what I meant,” she softly replied. He watched the way her eyes trailed from his, back down to his mouth. She inched closer to him, breathing through parted lips, stopping only when she could feel the heat radiating off of his chest. Peter barely registered the labored breathing clawing from both their chests.

Her eyes were dark. And they were ablaze. Darkness and light. Fire roared inside them. Curiously, Peter observed how she burned and fixed him with a look that could incinerate him where he stood.

He suddenly gasped at the most gentle of sensations, shuddering like his whole body had been electrified. Her delicate fingers brushed over the cotton of his trunks, cupping his bulge. Mouth agape, he turned to putty. Clay for her to mold however she saw fit.

Entranced, she watched his reaction, hunger written on her features. “You said I can have anything I want,” she said in a devious tone. “I wanna ride you, Peter.”

His breath hitched as he felt her tiny hands pull back the elastic of his trunks and sneak inside. He gaped at the feeling of her warm fingers stroking the delicate skin of his shaft.

She chanted dangerously, her desire drawing the sounds from her belly, “I want to feel you... all of you...”

Peter trembled as her hand tightened, glancing down for a brief second. If he lingered on the sight of her hand jutting out of his briefs for too long, he was afraid he’d pass out and die.

“I want your cock...” she cooed with a filthy tone, sliding down her hand from base to head. Her fingertips brushed across the tip, smearing the silky wetness leaking out. His erection had come to life in record time, straining against his trunks. “I want it buried in me so deep,” she breathed, “that I can feel you in my belly.”

Peter groaned as she rubbed her palm over his head, lubricating his shaft with his precum as she drove it back down the sides. His lashes fluttered shut, face twisted in torture.

“I wanna feel you inside days after,” she declared, her voice heavy and erotic. She slid her hand up and brought it back down again, with a slow twist of her wrist as she approached the head. He grunted at the sensation, hunger building up as his abs tightened and twitched.

“I want you to fill me. Everywhere.”

He flicked his eyes open, gazing down at her through heavy lids and a slightly lifted chin. He dragged each exhale out from his core, the heat of his lungs rivaling the steam of the shower.

“With your body. With your cum.”

The filth of her words shocked his cock to attention, mesmerized by her sudden dominance. He brought his hand to rest on her lower back, pulling her closer. Part of the reasoning was self-interest, allowing her a better angle to pump his dick, her languid pace increasing with each jerk. The other reason was to steady himself, keeping his knees from buckling and reassuring himself that he wasn’t dreaming.

“I want you to make me take it all,” she groaned lustfully, sending another jolt down his shaft. She tightened her grip as she pumped up and down. The intensity of her words increased with her speed. “All night... Every night... For the rest of my life.”

Peter gasped at the thought, choking back a moan. His forehead briefly dipped to rest on hers before he straightened himself and poured his lustful gaze into her wanton eyes.

“No shame. No guilt. I want you to fuck me like I can’t get enough,” she breathed hotly. A mix of fluids lubricated his cock. She melted as noticed his hips meeting her palm with tiny uncontrollable thrusts.

“‘Til I’m weak... ‘Til I beg you to stop because I couldn’t possibly come anymore.”

Dizzy with desire, he glanced down at the lewd sight, mouth falling agape at the depravity. Blood from their bodies had crept down her wrist, coating her hand. His thick erection was tinted with blood, both from the inside and coating the outside.

His voice strained and shattered beneath an irrepressable moan. Even if she stopped speaking at that moment, he was sure he’d explode from the debauched sight alone.

“After that, I want you to hold me close,” she muttered, heartwrenching need infiltrating the throaty sound of her chants. “And I want you to tell me I’m a good girl.”

Longingly, he found her eyes and was trapped there, a loyal subject strapped down and helpless to her ministrations. Clenching his canines, he fixed her with a hungry expression that promised all she asked and more. Her whole body shuddered at that look. She dripped with desire, achingly wet, as she felt his fingertips dig trails behind her back.

“And then I want you to hold me down and fuck me all over again.”

Peter snapped, letting out a deep groan that reverberated in his chest, snatching her lips up in his. She moaned at the burn of his beard on her lips, shuddering as his tongue glided over hers. His grip crushed her chest to his. He pulled back a moment, panting. Her lips tasted like tears and blood and all he wanted was to eat her alive.

“Fuck,” he muttered breathlessly, gazing at her with eyes that begged his body to let them fuck her first. “C’mere—”

He scooped her into his grasp, pulling her into the shower stream. His hands were tantric, everywhere at once. She released his erection, instead wrapping her arms around the back of his neck.

His tongue pried her lips open. Once inside, it dominated hers, pushing back her head until a whimper stirred in her throat. She trembled and gasped as his free hand reached up beneath the camisole’s front, sliding beneath the sticky fabric to knead her breast.

Her mouth fell open, a helpless sigh breezing over the roar of the shower. Hot water poured over them, but it felt cold on their bodies and did little to put out the flame within. She mewled at the feeling of his rough fingertips teasing her nipple and his tongue forcing her mouth open further. Peter tipped her back into an arc, his slippery arms somehow locking her in place as his lips set fire to her neck.

He kissed away the stains of the past while she desperately tried to rid herself of her joggers, all while simultaneously grinding her core on his thigh. As soon as he sensed what she wanted, he pulled back to remove the camisole. It tore apart like tissue paper in his grip, exposing her cranberry-stained chest to him.

He peeled it off her arms, then hooked his fingers in her waistband, shoving it down to her ankles. She returned the action with hungry eyes and greedy hands, yanking his trunks down to land the pooling crimson on the shower floor. Her mouth fell open at the sight of his erection bobbing free.

The drain ran red, as did their lust. In moments they were both bare skinned, with nothing but red rivers and rain droplets between them. Hurriedly, she reached for his cock again, returning to the pace she’d set earlier.

After a couple of quick pumps, Peter snatched up her hands, denying her control. He pushed her back against the tiled wall, pinning her wrists above her head.

“Gah—yea-yes!” she heaved desperately with a moan. His hands shackled her wrists to the wall, while his lips attacked the junction of her shoulder and neck. He sucked tiny, raspberry-colored welts alongside the rusty art pieces that hung on her skin, using his tongue to redecorate her body.

“So fuckin’ good,” he muttered like a man possessed, bending his neck to get a better angle. “So fuckin’ sexy...”

Honey squeaked as his mouth surrounded her nipple, his teeth and beard scraping gently. She gazed down at the lewd image of him suckling on her breast with bloody lips. She winced, her cunt shamefully clenching at the sight. He playfully nipped at the flesh beneath her nipple before returning his lips to her jawline.

“Aah, aghh, Peter, please!” she gasped.

“Please, what, baby? You wan’me to stop?”

“No, don’stop don’stop—”

“Gotta use your words, baby girl—”

“I need you inside me!” she cried out. “Please...!”

“Please?”

“Please, Peter, fuck me! I need—”

“Ah-ah-ah,” he tutted in a tone that was almost cruel. “I know what you need.”

He then lowered one of his hands, dragging it slowly down her cheek, then her throat, applying extra pressure over her voice box, and further down her breast to the round of her belly. Driving further, he pivoted his wrist, caressing her folds with the delectable calluses on his fingers.

“Gotta get you ready for me…”

Her breath hitched as he wasted no time sliding his middle finger into her core. She preened beneath him, perched on her toes with her arms pinned above her head, panting with every swirl of his digit.

“Fuuuck, you’re so wet.”

He intently observed each micro-movement of her enraptured expression. It was a mouth-watering display, his cherry lips falling open at the sight. Thunder rumbled deep in his chest.

“Ya like that?” His hot breath tickled the shell of her ear.

She mewled, desperately nodding her head.

“Ya want more?”

“pleasepleasepleaseyes—”

His ring finger joined the first, languidly—teasingly penetrating her core. “Oooh, there ya go…that’s it… spread your legs...”

She brought up one thigh, planting her heel against the wall. Her pelvic bone bucked as she opened up her hips obediently, allowing his palm more access to smooth over her clit. Her desire turned feral as she ground her pussy into his hand. Licking his lips, he gawked lasciviously as his fingertips touched places in her she didn’t know existed.

“Such a good girl,” he cooed insatiably over her obscene cries.

He tightened the tendons in his arm, speeding up the pace at which he rubbed her clit. Her heart hammered in her chest and in his ears like a drum. Her lashes fluttered, gazing longingly into his desire.

“That’s it, ’s’okay, princess. Use me. Grind that pretty pussy against my hand. Gonna feel so good.”

She looked so pure in her ecstasy, and so depraved in the impurity of it all. It made him weak. Obsessed, he followed the current of hot water and blood cresting over her curves, joining the juices on his fingers.

“God, you make me so hard… ya don’even—ugh— C’mon, almost there, baby. Doin’ so good...”

With a choked mewl, she gushed around his fingers. He groaned as he felt her core twitch and flutter. He touched her through her high, as long as he possibly could wait, impatiently releasing her wrists and lowering to his knees as she came down. He dragged his mouth across her body, pressing open-mouth kisses to her skin.

It was only when she neared the twilight of her climax that she noticed him kneeling in front of her thighs. She mewled warily, and he fixed her with a devilish smile.

“Now…lemme taste you, baby,” he whispered with a selfish, needy lilt in his voice.

Prying her thighs apart, he hooked one of them over his shoulder. She gasped, bracing herself carefully against the wall, squirming in his hold. With his tongue, he spread her open, greedily teasing as he licked into her entrance.

“Y’taste so good...”

Peter’s breathy voice pitched into a near whine as he ravished her with his tongue. It was an obscene sound that could coax an orgasm from her without ever touching her. Voraciously, he dragged his tongue from her entrance to her clit, kissing the bud tenderly. He teased it with kitten licks, making her tremble above him.

“I gotcha,” he whispered, noting her distress. “Don’t worry, I’ll give ya what’chu want, princess. Gonna spoil you.”

She whimpered as he devoured her. Her eyes swam looking down through the clouds of steam to his crown of soppy brown curls. She watched his eyes flutter shut, locked on her cunt like it was a prayer. He worshiped her honeysuckle lips, weak for the taste. She wondered if he was prone to addiction from the way he indulged himself.

The intense memory of the first time he ate her out washed over her. The vision excited her and tightened the coil in her belly, drawing a needy groan from her mouth. His eyes shot open at the sound, peering up at her through the crimson-streaked valley between her breasts.

When their eyes met, she felt more than an orgasm coming. A white-hot surge of energy was bursting from her core. It was a comforting sensation and an equally dangerous one.

It was more than safety. It was power.

Not just the metaphorical ‘power’ in her relationship, or even ‘power’ over her own sexuality. She wielded both of those and more. It was a different kind of power, having been baptized in the fire roaring beneath Roosevelt Avenue, and now christened with the blood of her tormenter.

It was barbarically satisfying. She wondered if this is what Peter felt when she saw him at his most savage. In the train station. Inside the VIP lounge of Web. Bloody and gloriously brutal. Conquering his enemies. Defending what was his.

She was his.

If he was Ruler of the Underworld, she was his Spring.

She saved his life.

That made him hers.

Her fate was hers. Her life was hers.

And she knew exactly who she wanted to spend it with.

“Peter…”

How she wanted to spend her time in this world.

If Heaven was the moment you want to live in for all eternity, and that moment was now within her grasp, did that make her a god?

“God, Peter, oh... yes—”

“Give it all to me, love. Be a good girl—”

Back arching off the wall, the blood in her body crashed towards her center in a tide of pleasure. He growled as she came in his mouth, his lips eagerly moaning around her folds. This time he didn’t stop, despite how painfully hard he was. Devotedly, he milked her pleasure, drawing it out in waves.

“Gahhh—pleaseplease— s’too much—”

“You can take it, Honey. I know you can. You’re doin’ so well— so good for me. My sweet, good little girl...”

Possessed by a new fervor, she rode his lips again to another orgasm. He rewarded her, again and again with his mouth, until vertigo began to set in.

Through the haze, she heard him whisper, “We don’t have to keep going.”

Peter’s voice was as gentle as a feather, a vast contrast from the gravelly, desperate tone he’d had while on his knees.

Towering over her, he leaned his forearm against the wall above them while the other forearm wrapped around her pulsating torso. He clung her to his heart, drawing circles on her shoulder blade. Patiently, he waited for Honey to float back down to the Earth. Meanwhile, he relished in the warmth of her labored breaths across his skin.

“We can stop right now,” he muttered in secret.

Slowly, she leaned back to peer up at him beneath her wet lashes. “Do you wanna stop?”

He drowned himself in the depths of her eyes while he choked down his needs. “You don’t owe me anything. I don't wanna take what you’re not ready to give.”’

The longer she gazed at him, the dizzier she became. She felt intoxicated as if his eyes were indeed made of bourbon. “I’m ready,” she said. “M’ready to give you the world.”

His gaze softened. The sentiment sparkled in their amber hues, and his stomach took flight on the backs of butterflies. “You’re my world.”

She swayed in the wind of their colorful wings. “Lucky for you, then.”

Her smile lit up his life. Had he not been desperate to kiss her, it would’ve killed him to cover it up. He embraced the darkness, making sure it was worth it. Peter felt his heart bursting as he kissed her deeply, the intensity of which made them both lightheaded.

They parted lips, and he gazed down at her with half-lidded eyes. “You sure?”

She touched her nose to his. “Yes, Peter. Please.”

A tremor racked through him, despite his eagerness. He pressed another kiss to her lips as he lined himself up to her core. Trembling, he was so hard that even the slightest brush made him ache. Desire dripping from his shaft, he pressed the head of his cock up against her entrance.

“You tell me,” he breathed, his eyes fixed on hers, “If you wanna stop. Just say the word... if it’s too much.”

Her fingers scaled the nape of his neck, brushing idly over an old scar. As she carded them into his hair, she scraped her nails through his scalp, drawing a hiss and triggering a jolt she could feel against her cunt.

“You, too,” she murmured, pushing her tongue past his ravaged lips.

He breathed deep and slow, steadily applying pressure. The burn of their union was so intense, they both thought they’d melt. Peter groaned as Honey slid tightly over his head, his hands gripping the backs of her thighs to control her descent.

Gasping through an open mouth, she cried out as she neared the base. He stilled immediately, kissing away her budding tears. “So good, baby... So, so good...” The squeeze of her hips on his cock was a drug in itself. “So tight for me.”

He lapped up her pornographic moan, lowering her further down his shaft. A soft mewl echoed from his chest, as he muttered her pet name in exasperation. A moment later, he was fully seated inside of her, with her back pressed against the wall and her thighs in his grip.

Slowly, he moved his hips.

Heaven. He was in Heaven. It was the only explanation that made sense. Peter gazed at the ecstasy unfolding in her enraptured face. His hungry eyes glanced down to steal a sinful glimpse where he impaled her. He thrust his hips adding a dizzying jolt of electricity.

He was obsessed with the view, watching his cock slip in and out of her folds.

This was a dream.

It was better than a dream.

They spoke an ancient language, made up of carnal sounds and heartwrenching sighs. With every roll of their hips, they wrote another line of their declaration together. Another verse of the vow they made to each other.

“God, you’re so perfect,” he breathed as his pace picked up. “Such an angel...”

“I’m-m’ not,” she muttered through gasps of air. It was hard to form a response when she could feel his reach all the way up in her brain. “I’m not innocent—”

“You’re mine,” Peter growled defiantly. “That’s all that matters. I know what I said. I don’t care if it’s wrong to say. Don’t care if it makes me sound possessive, or whatever... M’done pretending I don’t wan’it to be true. You’re mine, ya hear me? All of you. Your innocence. Your sweetness. Your sins.”

With a gutteral groan he jerked his hips up, pulling a desperate, wet sigh from her mouth.

“I want it all,” he said in a throaty whisper. “Wanna give you everything y’want. Anything.”

His voice got weaker as his hips pivoted upwards to strike even deeper. He was completely in control of her hips, hooking his elbows beneath her knees and opening a new gateway to her soul.

“s s-s-so deep...”

“Ya like that?”

“Uh-huh...”

“You wan’me t’keep goin’?”

“Ye-yeah...”

“Wan’me to take you? Keep ya next to me forever? You’ll never want for anything again. Never be afraid again. Swear to god, no one else’ll touch you ever again—”

“Ugh, god... Peter... You’re so fucking hot—”

“M’gonna make love to you every night. Gonna make you scream for me.”

Her cries got louder, moans twisting up into a higher octave. Her pussy clenched around him with each of his words, drawing a hiss from him. She gripped his shoulders for balance as he fucked up into her, pinning her hips against the wall and bestowing her with pleasure.

“M’gonna fill you up,” he babbled, voice trembling. “Ga-gonna breed you, princess. Fill you with my cum, my babies... n’anything else you want. Just say it, an’it’s yours, Honey. Gonna make you a mommy, and you’re gonna make me a daddy.”

Her cunt quivered at the word, triggering a flood of sin washing over her body. “Fuck!”

“That’s it... my naughty girl. S’okay, good girls can be naughty sometimes—”

“Fuck, Peter, you’re gonna make me come.”

“God, if you clench around me right now, I’m gonna lose it. Gonna blow my load and pass the fuck out—”

“I wan’it.. Wan’it s-so bad.”

“S’at right?”

“Please, ah—egnh—god, please! Wanna be good for you. So good for you, daddy—”

Their words collapsed into meaningless cries and shattered sentences— godyesyesyes— comeonmycockbaby— as they worked each other towards a divine release.

Honey pulled him deeper into her center, tightening around him as she felt a whip crack in her gut. Relishing in the flutter and spasming inside her core, his hips sputtered. He groaned as he released inside of her, filling her with his seed and his very soul.

Peter held her steady with wobbly legs, barely able to use his strength as the blinding lights cleared from his vision. He opened his eyes to look upon her blissed-out face, wondering how on Earth can someone make him stronger and weaker in the same moment.

Even as he conquered his darkness, she commanded the light in his heart. She was always his Queen, and he was a slave to the fruit of her hive.

“I want you to ask me, Peter,” she mumbled weakly. He was still seated inside of her.

“Ask you what?” He breathed heavily in her hold.

“I want you to ask me again. For my hand.”

He went still. Heart stopped. Breath turning to frost in his chest.

Coyly, his honey-hued eyes saught hers with the timidness of a fawn. He was afraid to move. Afraid that a twig snap could chase this moment away. Unsure of what he’d heard and what day it was and what year it was and what he ever thought he was going to do with his life had he never walked in to that shop—

“But I don’t want you to ask me yet.” Her eyes shimmered and the sight made his heart swell. He curled a brow upwards as he considered her remark.

“I want you to wait... just for a little while... until I know I’ve become the person you’d want to ask.”

Heaven. Peter was certain of it now. No other explanation made sense. A smile curled his lips as he gazed at her longingly. His affection soared above the clouds.

“Could you do that for me?” she asked shyly.

He beamed. “Could I wait?” He couldn’t hold back the soft chuckle that spilled out. “Oh, Honey. I’ve been waiting forever for you. I’ll wait until the end of time.” He smirked, “Or... ‘til I’m back in diapers again, if ya want.”

She snorted gently, unable to contain her smile. He giggled at the sound, touching his forehead to hers, and falling in love with her all over again.

And finally, they were both made clean.

To be continued...

A/N thank you for the outpouring of love after the last chapter. a note on our 'Honey':

Her birth name was mentioned, but her name is Honey. In my head, she is an AFAB character with a Hispanic surname, but I've tried hard to avoid descriptions of hair color, skin color, eye color, body shape, or otherwise. In many ways, she's an OC, but she's written like a reader-insert character. I will continue to try to be as inclusive as possible with my writing, while acknowledging that I am limited (and inherently biased) by my narrow, personal experiences, and they don't reflect everyone else's experiences.

Do you feel like you resonate with Honey? Good! Continue to do so. You are Honey. And I love you.

And thanks for reading. 💜

please don't send me hate or discount this whole story over 2 words.

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animeyanderelover · 3 years ago

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Hi! I finally managed to remember the time when you open your requests and so here I am. I've recently gotten into Haikyuu and I love it! And as always I had to start reading fanfics about it and I went through your haikyuu tag (I love all the works btw.) and wondered how the characters that mainly use manipulation would react to a darling that does love them, but is easily able to tell their intentions and jokes about it. Therefore they can't be manipulated much but they don't take their tactics seriously either and instead reassure them that they don't need to resort to such stuff before moving on. Maybe for Daichi, Tadashi, Sugawara and Oikawa? Thanks a lot!

About time I get to this. Sorry that it took so long😅.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessiveness, obsessiveness, manipulation, guilt-tripping, clinginess, delusions

You don’t have to resort to stuff like this

Daichi Sawamura

🌅 He’s for a moment frightened when darling reveals that they are aware that he sometimes tries to influence their decisions out of a overprotective streak of his. Daichi is a guy highly aware of his rather uncanny feelings and attempts to hide them, bury them away deep inside of him where they can’t hurt anyone. He’s scared that he’ll hurt others and scared for you since you deserve better than his overbearing side. The possibility that someone might catch on has always been there, you especially. He tries to be subtle and to not resort to manipulation, the man is quite protective though so that can turn to a disadvantage of his.

🌅Honestly, he expects you to be mad at him, maybe even to break up since he knows that he’s somewhat toxic. What he doesn’t expect is you to start joking about it, stating that whilst it is very considerate and maybe in a weird way cute, he doesn’t have to be that manipulative about it. Daichi is just dumbfounded for a few moments since he did not expect you to take it all so lightly. The Captain literally views himself more dangerous than you view him and even though there is a part of him that is worried about that dismissing attitude of yours, another is somewhat relieved, to his huge shame.

🌅He’s still hesitant how to feel about it since he still fears that one day he might let his stronger feelings take control and he actually kind of warns you about it, only to have you reassuring him before changing the topic. His mixed feelings stay for a long time about your seeming indifference, Daichi tries to tone down his manipulation though because you notice instantly and even if you don’t take it seriously, he does. Instead he’s just going to be really open about his doubts and worries from now on.

Kōshi Sugawara

🤍Daichi holds back with his manipulation since he knows he’s being selfish and driven by wrong emotions, Suga acts the complete opposite. He’s overbearing in his protective side and delusional since he ends up romanticizing his obsession a lot. So he resorts to manipulation and guilt-tripping a lot since he’s basically a mother hen. He genuinely does have your well-being and best interests in mind, tends to feel like he cares the most though. For that he believes that his decisions and advices are always made to keep you safe and happy and he sweet-talks a lot.

🤍He’s at least able to rationalize that someone might find his behavior as too protective, even if he himself doesn’t really see it that way. To have you pointing that out is a surprise for Sugawara, one that catches him off-guard. As I’ve already mentioned, he does know that he can become a little bit overbearing, justifies it with the excuse that he’s handling in your happiness. So he most likely prepares for arguments to enhance his opinion since he shortly believes that you’ll antagonize him.

🤍A second surprise awaits though when you instead just tell him that he doesn’t have to do such stuff and that you still love him. This one is a pleasant one though, it puts him at ease to know that he doesn’t have to fight with his darling. He hates getting in arguments with his sweetheart. He won’t really stop though since he sincerely believes that he acts only for your happiness and health. He engages in jokes with you though when you notice it, all light-hearted about it before he turns a tad bit more serious and expresses his concerns.

Tadashi Yamaguchi

💕Tadashi is insecure. That is what pushes him to end up guilt-tripping you here and there. He’s definitely smart enough to see that he is being toxic with his methods and beats himself mentally up for it, his fear of being not enough and be left from you for it wins the upper hand every single time though. He tries to make up for it somehow, always helping you even if you don’t ask him to do so and being a sweet and attentive boyfriend, a desperate one. Similar to Daichi he knows that there is a risk that he will be found out and he fears that you will absolutely reject him, even if he would be able to understand why.

💕So he just breaks out in cold sweat when you admit that you know of his guilt-tripping to assure that you don’t leave him. “That’s it. They’re going to leave me.” is what he thinks, preparing for the words that will shatter his heart before you just say in a slightly amusing way that you don’t mind. That you’ve never seen it as harmful and that you love him for the person he is and that he does not have to use this card on you. The green-haired boy is sincerely confused, baffled for a short moment.

💕He’s cautious at first as if not buying it that you could forgive him for resorting to such a cheap trick. Another part of him wants to believe your words and just be happy that you love him enough to overlook it and with time he forces himself to stop doubting you. It doesn’t erase other insecurities of his, helps him gaining confidence that you love him very much though which encourages him to become even better for you since with this experience you’ve become even more perfect in his eyes.

Tōru Oikawa

👑Oikawa shares a similarity with Suga since both love to dote on their darling, maybe too much. He’s often a little bit too full of himself which is reflected in his delusions where he sees only himself good enough to be your boyfriend since he’s better than the rest. It doesn’t keep him from having his lows where he’s more paranoid to be abandoned as his own imperfections become the focus of his attention. He uses sweet-talking, guilt-tripping and is ready to share some nasty gossip about a person that is a thorn in his eye.

👑He’s probably more selfish, loving you too much to let you go and leave him and his delusions enhance this desire of his. It’s because he never considers his tactics as manipulative that he is shocked when you ask him about it. He feels almost like you accuse him for something which he obviously hasn’t done. Tōru knows that he doesn’t like the vibe he initially gets from this, feeling as if you’re going to argue with him before declaring that you want to break up with him over this nonsense. Something he won’t let happen so he instantly tries to talk your worries down, to change the topic and be affectionate to prove that he doesn’t resort to what you’ve just said.

👑Can’t you see that he is genuinely madly in love with you? So even if he still voices his disagreement and that he hasn’t done anything wrong, he welcomes your indifference towards it. It means that he does not have to be paranoid about you leaving because of something so ridiculous, something that isn’t even true. Oikawa makes his own assumptions though and ends up sticking even closer to you since he suspects that someone has spoken bad about him to you.

#yandere haikyuu #yandere haikyuu!!#yandere daichi #yandere daichi sawamura #yandere sugawara #yandere kōshi sugawara #yandere tadashi #yandere tadashi yamaguchi #yandere oikawa #yandere tōru oikawa

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survivor-north-sea · 2 years ago

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episode two: "You've never heard such spiteful fiddling." - Trinica

Tyler Frazier

I feel like AJ is doing a lot so I’m gonna have to tell her to chill soon. She wants to target returnees which like is weird and I’m not sure I wanna do that

Hairie

As expected, it was a unanimous decision and Fifi went home.

Finally forming an alliance with majority numbers. Stoked to get the game running but we need to kick butt in these challenges.

Trinica

OK I am absolutely letting paranoia get to me but it just occurred to me that jinx and clefford could possibly be playing together and getting everyone involved in this drama on purpose... I don't even know what that strategy would entail But I am absolutely fucked if they are working together so I'm going to choose to believe that everything's fine and I'm OK.

I have a feeling we're going to lose this challenge. we have some members of our tribe who go hard on challenges like me and aj and other members who I think slacked a bit on the 1st challenge. In this challenge there's no room for slacking, nobody will be able to pick up your load so I'm worried we're gonna lose if anyone goes MIA like with the first challenge. But if we go to tribal hopefully it's an easy vote for leifa since she hasn't really been around.

Hairie

I'm just afraid how much of an impact my 10% disadvantage would affect our overall score for this challenge. Putting in a 110% for sure!

JayJay is sacrificing so much sleep time base on the timezone she's in. She is a queen!

Tyler Frazier

So Aj is like super paranoid ab idols and advantages and like I don’t really care bc I have no clue what’s happening with them. I don’t even know how to start looking so idk what else really expects me to do ab that. Also I just wish AJ would sorta just chill out bc I think she could be a good shield for me but she’s gonna become a liability VERY soon if she isn’t already. I give her 4 tribals MAX before she’s booted if she keeps it up

Trinica

FUCK I just got exposed while hunting for an idol in front of the entire tribe. I want to believe that people won't think anything of it/will assume that everybody is hunting for idols, but I think it's more likely that they fixate on my name being out there as a threat.

I NEED us to win this challenge to avoid tribal and put some space between this fiasco and our first vote.

AJ asked me to take her on a double hunt tomorrow so she can hunt solo, which I'm fine with because I need a break from solo hunting for a bit 😅

Toni

Theme: "Two days in and Esteban is still TBC"

Hello World!

It's been an interesting journey so far. We won the first challenge so I was able to sleep lol. Thank God. I wonder if i'll be able to stay up tonight to strategise if we lose this one. I wouldn't want to be away from camp right before a tribal :')

In other news I definitely think Trinica and Jinx are my solid team. I've gone back and forth with Esteban and don't know what to believe now. Jinx believes Esteban is playing double agent with Clefford which doesn't make me feel good at all lol. Not to take it personal but it makes me think why did he decide to team up with Clefford instead of us haha. This is all speculation of course. My gut tells me Esteban hasn't actually found an alliance yet. So 2 days in and still no idea if I can trust Esteban. Perhaps I'll devise a test if we win this next round.

Onto AJ who by far is the greatest surprise yet in terms of how compatible we actually are haha. I know I wrote her off 2 days ago but what's the use of the mind if you can't change it. I thought there's be no way 2 strong type A personalities would get on but we're definitely getting on like a house on fire. What I appreciate about AJ's temperament is that I feel like she says what's at the top of her mind and you don't have to think too deeply about what it means because she's said what she means. You know? see what I did there? because AJ always says "yk". ha! BANTER.

Anyway, I'm petrified of Clefford I really need him to go asap. I've heard from 3 sources that he's targeting Jinx which is scary because we won immunity AND it's round one babe :') chill - it also means he needs to go because we could lose a number if he eliminates Jinx and that would weaken our alliance. I'm even more petrified of him because he hasn't made any effort to get to know me at all lol. I mean I get it though, I do give off unfuckwithable vibes. Even though i'm a sweetheart. Maybe I should have said the survivor player i'm most like is Drea. She was kind of unfuckwithable too. Balance is required in empathy, like I said Logic and Heart. Do no harm, take no sh*t!

P.S. I'm sure Clefford is a lovely human :') just a big threat in the survivor game.

Signing off still confused about Esteban? byeeeeeeeee

Alright it’s getting closer to seeing who got taken out of the other tribe and thus see what the next challenge is! So far Trinica and I have formed a core alliance - sorry Cleff - and are idol hunting together. We’re trying to rope in Esteban to take me on hunts so we can gather more coins and info on island stuff.

I’m also trying to see if I can convince Tyler to take me as well. If I can get enough people doing down a path with me as possible then they may be convinced to stay hunting with me for long enough that I can keep tabs on what everyone’s getting.

I've done it. I've convinced Toni to bring me on her idol hunt. Rn she doesn't know I've gone on duo hunts before so fingers crossed she doesn't find out. Aaaaand small islands are hostile. Cool cool cool.

Jinx

round one: part one of me being targeted for no reason by clefford even though we won immunity 🫶🏽 https://voca.ro/1opefEPnyumi

part two https://voca.ro/1ncski26u2Pq

9:49 PM imagine giving me a reason to vote you out! when we’re not even going to a vote! i prayed for times like these!

you know i am transparent and honest but i do know the cardinal rule of survivor you don’t have to show them all your cards to win

my best confessional to date welcome to the round two part one

https://voca.ro/1kOwf318dzBPHairieThank god Hidra took the mercy rule. Lowkey felt bad for Esteban

Trinica

https://youtu.be/2FDr13kJC3I

Alright I feel like this round was so short, and y’all really deserve a longer confessional so here it is. Welcome to the AJ Recap - coming to confessionals and a Viewing Lounge near you. So let’s get this whole thing started. The beginning of this is I guess when the next challenge got released early. I was so happy because it meant I wouldn’t be staying up too late that night. Tonight I’m staying up until four for the results though so I’m probably going to just stay up through the night. Your girl be ballin.

Anyway I’m also happy I stayed up last night because it meant I didn’t get put on fucking tug of war which would have been terrible for me. I say me but it would be awful for the tribe too, but bad for me because if we lose - which it’s looking like we may and it’s terrifying - I’d be to blame. Luckily I got battle of the wits (y’all will see my phrases in there for sure) and I got to have a more chill time. But I’m pretty happy with it.

Now onto more interesting matters. I’ve done my first lone idol hunt. It went pretty well all things considered. Better than Trinica’s. Trinica and I aren’t revealing we’ve hunted with each other yet. Now I managed to convince Toni to take me with her. Congrats to me I feel accomplished. It ended quickly but now Trinica and I know not to go to the small islands on our next hunt together. Toni also wants to take me tomorrow which is good. Now comes the issues. We’ve made an all girls alliance chat and hopefully unlike IRL survivor no one fucking flips.

Bad news is Jinx told us that Esteban has been saying he thinks Trinica and I are close because of how we keep pushing him about the idol hunt. I mean he’s not wrong but he doesn’t need to know or be saying that to anyone. So honestly I think he may be a threat that needs to get disposed of quicker than anticipated. He seems sweet but he’s really playing and he’s the oldest person here which means he’s got more life smarts just generally. I’ve played the I’m just a young superfan who is super excited to help out and play even an online version of this game card and it seemed to have worked. Trinica and I are trying to think of damage control though. So far I know Jinx seems to be buying it. If she really does idk but fingers crossed.

I’m trying to play a team player, and look sweet and helpful enough to be kept around for a long enough time. Besides if we’ve got a strong enough group of ladies to take the merge by storm then maybe we’re going to be a new BWB. Stay tuned y’all, trying to make Mother Parv proud. Until next time. (which if we go to tribal will just be chaotic rambling from me) I leave you with a sense of impending doom and a feeling we’re going to tribal looming over me. I can’t explain why I just have a feeling. Ok until next time y’all.

Tyler Frazier

So shockingly (not shocking at all) it seems people are starting to get fed up wirh AJ and Trinicas aggressive and messy gameplay right off the bat, particularly with the way they’re handling the idol hunt which is fine with me. If I need to let them fly off the rails I’m fine with that. Especially if someone else is leading the charge, since it still is so early on in the game the last thing I wanna do is make any waves right now. I’m gonna just go with the flow because there’s no need to really be playing hard early on.

As for my game in general, I think socially I could be doing a bit better it’d probably be good to chat some more but I feel good about a few people. Esteban, Clefford and Bethany are all people I could see myself working with. A big part of my strategy is not coming on strong at all. I wanna be perceived as the “chill young guy” who’s just here for a good time so that way nobody wants to target me in the near future.

Bethany

i'm honestly laughing so hard right now hearing about clefford telling people he is a newbie LOL in what world aksldfjsa;lkdfjakfja you are putting way more attention on yourself getting all worked up about it my friend!! just be chill!! it's okay!!! the newbies are not scary they are actually very nice!!! they are not on a witch hunt against you rn so don't give them reason to please

Chelsea

I had zero concept of what an “endurance” challenge would look like online and I am floored at what tribe mates are accomplishing in the Tug-O-War and Build a Boat challenges! I hope it doesn't look bad that I didn't want to do that...TrinicaOK I'm like 99% sure that we are going to lose this challenge and we're going to tribal tomorrow. More pressing is that Esteban has told Jinx, AJ, and Toni (and probably the boys) that AJ and I are tight and a threat. AJ and I are doing damage control now, but it's looking DICEY.

AJ also scares me a little lol. She's honestly diabolical, she puts on this "I'm only 18 and I'm scared" character like a second skin and I think she's got everyone wrapped around her finger. Thank God she's on my side (for now).

Toni seems to want to hold on to her relationship with Esteban, but I need her to see what a snake he is. Toni said that Esteban wants to work with her to break up AJ/I and Clefford/the boys. I have to really get Toni convinced that the girls alliance is strong and Esteban is too risky to work with.

Esteban

Round 2

This is tough. The challenge is tough. So I was tasked to do the tug of war with azri and Clefford. It is an odd choice of people to be in this game though. This is the opposite of what people who choose this selection as a good one.

So everyone had the chance to do hunting now and AJ and Trinica is pissing and exhausting me. I am all aware (if i am wrong then damn me) now of what the little kitties (AJ and Trinica) are doing. They ofc wants to excrete all the information they wanna get on me. AJ asking (assumely) most of us to go idol hunting with them as confirmed by Toni. They thought that they are in control of all but lets change this plot a little bit. I will be in a self-destruction mode and I don’t care if this will bite my ass up. I will rally CLEFFORD, azri and tyler to go against these amazing girls. Hoping with the backing of Bethany and Toni we will caught the purring cats on their game. ;) I’ve been playing dumb and nice for so long but I wanna try new things. :) so lets see how these things work. ——————— Not me devoting much on the challenge that iI know we already failed. I just want to see how the other group persist and used this story that i did my best on the challenge with my tribemates. I have more than 20 alarms in the middle of my classes! Lol ———————- People is kinda scared now about the result. I already knew that in our challenge (with azri and clefford) we already lost. It’s hard to really be against the vampires of the opposing tribe. Really hard! __________ Not trinica telling me that Jinx lose the challenge. I am curios and sus with that though. Heroes challenge. Alone? Is there any advantage? Hmmm probably. She intentionally lose that to gain advantage. ——————— Talked to Toni, Tyler, Bethany, Clifford and AZri of what Aj doing about the idol hunt. Caught her that she talked to most of us to work together in an idol hunt. Very suspicIous. I wish these people will work with me and vote either Aj or Trinica out. Or jinx? Idk. Lol this will be so intersting.

Chelsea

So mad that the Battle of the Wits was the only one we didn’t win outright! Want to make sure ppl see me as a competent person, but since we won no one else will probably even remember….fingers crossed!

Zach🤠

So the hero challenge was a slay. Jinx and I had so much fun. I let jinx have the idol so my tribe could win. And I think I aligned myself with jinx in the process if we both make it to merge? Zach and Jinx at merge with an idol?? power duo i fear

It's been crazy y'all. Shit hit the metaphorical fan before we'd even lost yet. I think we all knew it was coming and everyone's been scrambling every since. Esteban is spreading lies about Trinica and I, trying to make it seem like we're super tight and all that. Luckily I think I may have won over Jinx again, Bethany doesn't seem to want to write a girl's name down, we're just waiting on Toni.

In the meantime I know I have to be on top on idol hunting like nobody's business. There's five hours between tribal and Jay getting home so I should be able to manage. Wish me luck y'all, I'm not ready to go home just yet and I'm gonna fight to stay in this.Brandi I was so worried about this challenge but it was almost a full sweep!!! Proud of us 💪🏼

Trinica

Okay, so after AJ and I scrambled last night after finding out Esteban was snaking around trying to pull girls to turn against us, we did a LOT of damage and scrambling. In some ways, working with AJ is a dream- she's sharp and willing to put in the work, and it does feel like a democracy between us. On the other hand, she does sometimes tend toward emotional playing (especially now when she's worried the votes are coming her way) and last night, even though I told her NOT to initiate any game talk in the girl's alliance chat, she sent a giant essay about everything that happened with Esteban (and dropped my name about 20 times in it). The only way to ensure everyone thinks we're in a secret alliance is to refute that 20 times in a giant rant lmao. Jinx influenced her to do all that, and I need to watch that influence on AJ.

Toni reached out and told me that the boys are voting AJ and trying to pull Bethany and her in. I'm so glad I did the work with Toni yesterday to deepen our connection and ensure her I trust her. Bethany didn't say a word about it to me (though maybe she's still asleep), but Toni came right to me, and that's what I like to see. I also got her to post it in the group chat, which is huge because until then I don't know that she put a lot of faith in the girls. But I think we're all tied to each other now.

My biggest question mark now is Bethany, but last night she told me she didn't care who we voted, she just didn't want to vote a girl first, so hopefully she's on the level.

Also, Clefford and Azri both reached out to ask what my plan is after leaving me on read for like 12 hours lmao. I'm playing them like a fiddle put of PURE SPITE. You've never heard such spiteful fiddling.

Raffy

Brandi came to me and wanted to start an alliance with us and Champ. I feel like Els now because I'm in two alliances very early in this game. It also limits who I can target. Now, I can only really target Zach or JayJay, neither of which I want to vote out. I guess this is what I get for being nice haha. I'll just roll with the punches to be honest. I can definitely see the vote falling onto Zach if we go to tribal before a swap, but I really don't want that. So, instead, I am going to try to win every immunity lol. Good thing we won this last one. I wouldn't know what to do.

Esteban

Today, it should be AJ or I. If not AJ let it be me tbh. That’s the GOAL. 😉

I planted seed to all except TRInica AND JINX coz i know they will leak it to her.

I will let clefford think its his plan and cultivate it to other players. I have my SE ASIAN men “LANGIT” with azri and clefford. Toni trusted me ( i guess more than AJ) and clefford planting to her the POC alliance. Bethany my patagonia queen, and tyler home i played with in a live game which we worked together. If this works well I will be damned feel good.

If it’s not then well played my friends.

Tyler Frazier

So it’s looking like I gave AJ way too much credit. She will be voted out at the first tribal she attends! I mean technically I was right still I gave her max 4

Guess who the guys are gunning for. Spoiler alert it's me. Im hoping the girls stick with me like they say they will and we can get Esteban. Anyway I went idol hunting and it was soo promising but someone got there before me. I'm almost positive it's one of the guys. Anyway yeah I'm super nervous for tribal

Azri

https://youtu.be/mqsaRX7Jdto

Esteban

Self-destructing Esteban

I felt weird playing this kind of game play tbh. I don’t know what’s on my mind but am so into this plan. Reasons: 1) I wanna make a new version of Esteban’s game. 2) I am a little not to the ordinary Mental State. 3) I am just feel not respected by how AJ and Trinica makes me feel like a dumb person pushed to the limits. ;)

At this point IDC anymore if I am going home as long as the other votes goes to Aj. Just give her a little THOUGHTS to PONDER. Me going home tonight is not their bragging rights to take because I am aware of what I’ve done. It should not be me or Aj it’s should be CLEFFORD and / or TYLER. But, i took the risk and just went through it and probably saved these guys another day. :) as they deserve it.

My thoughts about the votes are:

SCENARIO A - my hope! Vote against AJ - (esteban, clefford, azri, tyler, Bethany, Toni) Vote against Tyler - (jinx, AJ, trinica)

Scenario B - bad

Vote against AJ - (esteban, clefford, azri, tyler, Bethany, Toni) Vote against Esteban - (jinx, AJ, Trinica)

Scenario C - Worst though IDC anymore.

Vote against AJ - (esteban, clefford, azri, tyler,) Vote against Tyler - (jinx, AJ, trinica, Bethany, Toni)

Are we gonna live another day or are we going home at peace? Let’s find out.

LOVE CHEETOS!

Tyler Frazier

inx just told me I’m the vote. That’s awk 🙃

Jayjay

Everyone did so awesome on this challenge, we were definitely determined to win this one and it shows with our results! I’m so proud of us! I don’t know if I should really be concerned with making strong alliances so early in the game however I have asked someone to go on an idol hunt with me. I think the player I’ve grown probably closest to is Hairie as well so I look forward to getting to know him better and possibly form an alliance with him. Glad we don’t have tribal council to go to tonight and am excited to see what’s for the new challenge!

Julia

The majority group on my tribe was formed with me in it and I’m honestly really stoked. I still feel closest to hairie and definitely still weary of raffy, but I’m just going to see where things goTrinicaThis vote is so MESSY. Azri, Esteban, and Clefford started reaching out this morning, fishing for a name to vote for but giving me NOTHING in return. I don't know if they realize how transparent they're being but it's truly sloppy gameplay. I fed them all Tyler's name, but if they're smart they won't believe me. Clefford said he'd make a chat for me and esteban and him, but then he ghosted me (obviously).

Jinx started the "in vecepia's name we trust" WOC alliance with me, them, and Toni. It's good to have, but I'm honestly nervous about both of them-- Toni because she wants to hold on to Esteban, Jinx because she's playing with her emotions (or at least trying to get us to BELIEVE she's an emotional player) and either way is a loose cannon.

Jinx has an idol and is hellbent on using it tonight (which is weird...I don't get her reasoning, I think there may be a time limit on the idol maybe?) but their plan is to just be as chaotic as possible to try to pull votes so they can use it, which is just...a bizarre move this early in the game. And I think what's happened instead is all the boys are paranoid we're voting Clefford, so I suggested switching to Esteban, but Jinx WILL NOT let that happen.

At this point, my prediction for tonight is: the boys have an ace up their sleeves, AJ goes home, my game is fucked, and lowkey it's Jinx's fault lol. Fingers crossed I'm wrong.

Arvin Bentonon

I am very happy that we won because I put a lot of effort in the tug of war. I have problems getting up with my alarms but I thankful that the other tribe surrendered.

Champ

So happy our entire tribe pulled their weight and we won. I’m nervous for the returning players because I feel like they’ll have an advantage over the new bees. Trying to stay as active as I can to read everyone’s messages and hopefully find an idol clue

Hairie

Wow we won almost all the challenges in divide and conquer! Impressive !!!

Bethany

https://youtu.be/zcWcLZY09wY

Hairie

Raffy did nearly 500 trunks. He’s scary and thankfully I’m in an alliance with him

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