#that's right i'm into THAT now too bitches

[uhmbrella98]

I've come to make an announcement:

Moles Harding's a bitch-ass motherfucker, he pissed on my fucking wife. That's right, he took his human-fuckin' fleshy dick out and he pissed on my fucking wife, and he said his dick was "THIS BIG," and I said "that's disgusting," so I'm making a callout post on my Twitter.com: Moles Harding, you've got a small dick. It's the size of this walnut except WAY smaller. And guess what? Here's what my dong looks like!

That's right, baby. All points, no flesh, no pillows — look at that, it looks like two balls and a bong. He fucked my wife, so guess what, I'm gonna fuck the Earth. That's right, this is what you get: MY SUPER LASER PISS!! Except I'm not gonna piss on the Earth, I'm gonna go higher; I'M PISSING ON THE MOON! How do you like that, Obama?! I PISSED ON THE MOON, YOU IDIOT!

You have twenty-three hours before the piss D R O P L E T S hit the fucking Earth, now get outta my fucking sight, before I piss on you too!

[niirjuana]

Kaladin in Words of Radiance: I've come to make an announcement; Meridas Amaram is a bitch ass motherfucker, he marked me as a slave. That's right, he took his hot iron out and he fucking marked me as a slave, and he also said his dick was "This big" and I said that's disgusting, so I'm making a callout post on my Twitter dot com, Meridas Amaram, you've got a small dick, it's the size of this cremlin except WAY smaller, and guess what? Here's what my dong looks like: PPFFFFFT, THAT'S RIGHT, BRIGHTLORD. ALL POINTS, NO SHARDBLADES, NO PILLOWS. Look at that, it looks like two crem balls and a bong. He marked me as a slave so guess what? I'm gonna challenge him to a duel. THAT'S RIGHT THIS IS WHAT YOU GET, MY SUPER LASER SPEAR! Except I'm not gonna challenge him to a duel in the future. I'm gonna go higher. I'M CHALLENGING HIM HERE, NOW! HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT, ELHOKAR? I CHALLENGED HIM TO A DUEL YOU IDIOT! YOU HAVE 10 SECONDS BEFORE WE FIGHT IN THE FUCKING ARENA NOW GET OUT OF MY SIGHT BEFORE I CHALLENGE YOU TOO.

[pinkyqily]

IT OKAY,WE'RE OKAY, WE ARE DEFINITELY OKAY

Summary: juju apologize and makes it up to you like the good girlfriend and teammate she is.

Part one

Contains: fluff, snappy lovers, cursing, groveling, not proofread throughly yet

A/n: here is part two as promised with a happy ending, would love to get reactions or feedbacks of what you guys think, if you have any juju requests feel free to send them in anyway happy reading readers 🩷

Next few days between you and JuJu pass by a blur. Having your coaches telling you guys to solve out your shit was definitely a wake-up call for you, you're mind just keeps on replaying those awful words from juju.

Was that how she really saw you as a player? was all your mind could wonder.

But at the same time, you couldn't stop thinking about how she felt even though you were the one that got hurt the most.

Ken, who was your roomie and heard about what happened between you and juju,tried getting you out of your hotel room. But you declined again. the only time you went down was when there was barely anyone down at the lobby side.

You couldn't face your teammates after that embarrassing showdown. It made you feel like a failure.

"Come, you'll still have to face everyone when we leave for the arcade, why do you have to be the one embarrassed juju was basically at fault too". She said trying to shake you up.

"She's literally one of the best players of course, what she said is going to get to me, if it was said in private, okay, but she did that in front of everyone". You told her, feeling a cold wind reach your spine.

"For somebody who always steps up for us you sure love discrediting yourself like you also aren't the best out there, juju saying that was nasty and loud for no reason so please get your ass up". Was all Ken said.

This time you did, because fuck juju who clearly had her head far in her ass to see how great of a player you are. and what you bring to the team all those 3s she be pulling must have blinded her vision or what.

"You know what you're right fuck her from now I'll be standing on business, she can go find another bitch to be pissy on cause I'm not the one".

"That's my girl now let's head down, and when you see her, you keep your head high." She told you, pulling you into a tight hug.

But the universe had other plans by slapping you in the face, because as you opened your room door, there was a juju watkins pacing back and forth in front of your door with a messy looking bun that definitely not her brand.

With only one look, you could tell she wasn't the only one who had a bad night.

Normally, you two would fall asleep on call listening to each other's voices as it helps the other person calm down.

It didn't matter if you were states away one block away down the street or rooms separating you guys would still call.

but after what happened last night, you both couldn't bring yourself to pick up that telephone.

And here you both are staring into each other's eyes unable to speak up until a familiar voice does it for you.

"JuJu, what are you doing here?". Ken asked her, crossing her arms over, letting her disapproval be known.

"I know you guys are mad at me rightfully so, but please give me 5 minutes that all I ask for." She said, fidgeting with her hands.

"Five minutes is all you're getting don't think I'm not timing it." She said as she left you both heading downstairs herself.

You and juju stood in that silence for a good two minutes, avoiding eye contact most ju.

"You have three minutes left, so whatever you want to say now,speak up." You said with a mean tone, not glazing any bullshit.

"I know, I messed up really bad and shouldn't have said what I did, you're an amazing player to our team you pick up the pieces whenever everyone seems lost." She started by saying her voice breaking as she fought back tears so she could speak.

"you put the teams needs before your own, your flow on the ball is way different than anyone else and you're a very unique player who contributes so much to the team"

"You're so important to me way beyond being teammates but girlfriends at the same time not only was I a bad teammate but also a bad girlfriend for saying and treating you like that." She told you this time around, able to meet your eyes after avoiding them.

"I just want to apologize because I know that I'm better than that, you deserve better and I want to be the better person you deserve so would you forgive me you don't have to rush it". She finished of by saying.

You we're definitely shocked to see her being so vulnerable and raw to you.

"You really hurt me by saying all those things in front of everyone I felt so embarrassed standing there looking like a fool ju, but that doesn't mean I hate you I'm just really hurt you had me overthinking like I did something wrong when I wanted was to help you". You told her, feeling a little hesitant as you moved your hands to grab hers.

"But that doesn't mean I'm not willing to forgive you". You told.

"I know, baby, take your time can i hug you, though?" She asked you before doing anything. You pulled her into a hug, forgetting about your whole standings on business cause you missed having your 6'2 social awkward girlfriend in your arms.

And that is how you found yourself standing next to her at one of the arcade games because she said she was going to start by winning you a prize. She didn't lie about that one and won the biggest bear in there for you.

Ken was already looking disappointed but was happy that you guys fixed things.

"Couldn't even stand on business for 24h". You heard a voice say.

"Bruh, she's still not fully forgiven how do you expect me to stay that mad at her?". You told her

"Whatever you guys are ruining my mood with your sappyness."

"You're just mad and single Ken it okay you'll find the one". You told her.

On the way back, you both sat down together in the bus, falling asleep on each other. Everything ended up being okay. ju stil has hella groveling to do, but you guys are okay, and that's all that matters.

[27dragons]

fuckit I don't have an actual plot but I can't let this go until I write SOMETHING for @cerealism 's amazing art.

Mob AU because fuuuuuuck me that's too pretty.

The door burst open.

"What the fuck is this bullshit about an extra point off my take?!"

It was Lia, because of course it was. She'd been winding up for an explosion for at least a month, and they'd talked about encouraging her to move on to some other territory but Jayce had begged Viktor to give her one last chance, because he was a total pushover and he knew it.

Sky scurried in behind Lia, still protesting. "...can't just barge in without--" She gave them a chagrined look. "I'm so sorry, I told her you didn't want to be disturbed!" She shot Lia a venomous look, and Jayce knew that if he hadn't specifically told her that there was to be no blood in the outer office, Lia wouldn't have made it this far.

Viktor knew it, too. He graced Sky with a smile. "It's all right, Ms. Young," he said pleasantly. "We encourage input from within our network."

Jayce had been sitting on the corner of the desk, but as Sky backed out, closing the door behind her, he paced over to lean on the back of Viktor's chair by the window. He kept his eyes on Lia, but reached down, dangling his hand where Viktor could see it.

Viktor took Jayce's hand, moving it to press it against his chest. Jayce could feel Viktor's heart beating through the shirt, steady and slow. It was soothing.

"Now, Lia," Viktor said, almost gently, if you didn't know him very well. "Please share your concerns with us."

Lia's lip curled in a snarl. "You can't just decide out of nowhere to take an extra point out of my take!"

"But we did not just decide out of nowhere," Viktor said, reasonably. "Two of your crew were injured on your last job, one of them severely. This is not the first time that poor planning has resulted in injury. We discussed it for some time before deciding to extract the cost of their care from your share. It seemed fair."

"But," Jayce said, "if you would prefer to pay the entire amount in a lump sum, we would certainly be amenable. That would save you the interest," he added helpfully.

"You son of a bitch," Lia growled, "Myk's broken leg was his own damn fault, you can't stick me with that!"

"Jayce," Viktor said, so smoothly that even Jayce might have been fooled if he couldn't feel Viktor trembling in rage under his hand. "Please escort Lia out of the building."

Jayce gave Viktor a bracing squeeze and then straightened. A few steps brought him close enough to wrap his hand around her arm. He was careful, not wanting to hurt her. "Let's go."

Lia made a frustrated, furious sound, and leaned toward Viktor, her eyes narrow. "One of these days, your lapdog won't be here to protect you," she said, low and threatening.

Jayce wasn't touching Viktor anymore, but he didn't have to be to know that the insult to Jayce would have spiked his partner's anger and heart rate. So much for that last chance. "Oh Lia," he said, disappointed that she understood so little. "I'm not here to protect him. Come with me now, or I won't be able to protect you."

She scoffed, shaking off Jayce's hand and still glaring at Viktor. "That's bullshit. I'd wipe the floor with you, Viktor, and you know it."

"I would prefer," Viktor said in icy tones that Jayce probably should not find such a turn-on, "if you did not keep ignoring my partner's excellent advice. But if you would like to challenge me directly, that can be arranged. Jayce?"

Jayce let out a slow sigh. "Yeah," he agreed. Lia was a liability, now. It was out of his hands. "I'll be outside." He left the room, making his way over to Sky's desk and sitting on the edge of it.

Sky glanced up at him. "She challenged him, didn't she?"

"I think he was hoping for it," Jayce admitted. "He's been in a mood all week. He might have provoked her a little bit." He shook his head. "Wish it hadn't come to that, though."

Sky smiled and patted Jayce's hand. "You're such a softie," she teased.

Jayce ducked his head bashfully. "I guess so. I'm just old fashioned, really. I'd rather take a hammer to their kneecaps, or at least take them down fast. Viktor..." He glanced back toward the door to the office, wincing slightly at the sounds that managed to make it through the heavy wood. "Viktor likes to play with his food."

Sky nodded. She'd been with them long enough. She knew.

The sounds were growing softer. "I guess we'll be going home soon," Jayce said. "You can head out now, if you want."

Sky nodded and gathered her things, pulling on her coat and checking the placement of her knives. "Maybe his mood will improve now?" she offered.

"Hopefully." Jayce walked Sky to the outer door and watched until she'd turned the corner out of sight before going back to sit on her desk and wait.

Not too much later, the office door opened and Viktor came out. He glanced at Sky's empty chair curiously.

"Sent her home," Jayce said.

Viktor nodded. "Caitlyn?"

"If you'll pick up dinner, I'll swing by and have her send over a cleaning crew," Jayce offered. "Oh, wait." He fished a handkerchief out of his pocket. "You've got a little..." He dabbed gently at Viktor's cheek until the blood was gone. "There." He left the cloth on the edge of Sky's desk. Caitlyn's crew would handle it. "I'll see you at home?"

"Don't take too long," Viktor said, his eyes glinting in a way that made Jayce's libido sit up and pay attention. Guess that really had helped Viktor's mood.

It was going to be a lovely evening.

What's up jayvik nation

[senitylolz]

Drugged up in love♡

!!WARNINGS!! nam-gyu x reader, p in v, fingering, sex under the influence of drugs, unprotected sex, degradation ( us of the terms "slut, whore" and such), public sex, choking, overstimulation

Also, english isn't my first language, so sorry for the typo mistakes!(⁠๑⁠•⁠﹏⁠•⁠)

Nam-gyu can't sleep because the drugs are keeping him up all night long anyways, so what's better than pulling all nighters? Impregnating your gf while pulling all nighters together~~ ꒰⁠⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠꒱⁠˖⁠♡

After the second game, things started to get boring, and with Thanos giving nam-gyu a damn pill, it still only hyped him up a little bit. And good thing he already did drugs and such because this thing was STRONG. So Thanos wasn't over exaggerating the effects, even if it was an hour into night-time in here, he still couldn't even close his eyes for a minute!

So there you were, the pretty little chick he pulled years ago, his precious little girlfriend.

He quickly got up from his bed from the other huge bunks of beds and climbed down to yours. He didn't say anything. He just laid down beside you and pulled you closer.

Your body heat and closeness (and the drugs) were quick to show its effects on his body, which was a raging hard boner right up against your stomach.

After a few minutes, he got enough and pulled his pants down, grabbing your leg and putting it over his hip. He then started to slowly thrust his dick between your legs, your pants kind of hurt as the material wasn't the best for this type of thing (and the sensitivity of his dick) it kind of scratched, but he couldn't have minded less right now.

After a few moments of that, his tip was redder than a strawberry, it was just aching to be inside of you already and paint those pretty little pink walls of yours white, he was an impatient man, after all.

He changed positions so he was on top of you, pulling your pants down along with your underwear, and the moment those were off, he slid his tip up and down your entrance, he was leaking so much pre-cum it was good for lube.

He then slowly entered you with a small huff, and when he was halfway in, he gave some deep thrusts so his tip was kissing your cervix.

Of course, at this move, you were starting to feel it, still not waking up fully from your slumber though.

He pulled back slowly then set an immediate brutal pace, and THAT woke you up now

"h-hah? Nam-gyu?"

You moaned out, still not sure what was happening completely. He just put a hand over your mouth and leaned down to your ear to whisper in it

"you don't wanna wake the others now, do you? Be a good little bitch in heat and take it, whore~"

Now you slowly started to get your senses back and you nodded slowly as he kept thrusting in and out of you. He continued whispering dirty things in your ear, some groans and grunts leaving him here and there. You also tightened at his sounds and the things he was saying, sucking his dick deeper into your gummy walls.

As you two were both nearing your peak, he reached down to rub your clit fast while he sped up his hips with a long groan in your ear and you bit his hand.

You tried to keep silent but when he came in you, you let a louder moan slip out as you slipped over the edge too.

His hips slowed down after that, panting next to your ear with a little curse word. When you thought it was over, he started to move his hips again and again.

As you were ready to complain you bit back a moan as he bit your neck so hard you were sure he broke skin.

You were already starting to get overstimulated so you just whined and whined until he slid his hand from your mouth to your neck, choking you a little bit

"awh.. poor little slut needs a break? I'm not stopping 'till i knock at least triplets in ya~"

He chuckled darkly and now went slow but so deep you swore his tip was in your womb. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, just nodding again. You were seeing stars, already knowing that your legs would be sore tomorrow morning.

He sped up again, not loosening his grip on your neck, pulling you up into a sloppy kiss as he came in you again.

You came together, but your pussy clenched so hard around his dick he moaned into the kiss. After he pulled away, he started to move his hips again, your combined juices leaking out of your hole as he thrusted in and out

"just another 5 more rounds won't hurt, princess~"

[ally1uvsu]

Heavy heart, Warm hands. / Choi Su-bong (Thanos) x Nam-gyu

⨉⠀⠀─⠀⠀Series .⠀›⠀Trans Namgyu Week 2025⠀‎ꪆৎ day 5; Angst/fluff, period comfort — Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4

·⠀warnings info⠀· NSFW — . wc; 3.4k

summary; Nam-gyu had to be the luckiest person ever, getting his period while playing mingle, getting into a misunderstanding with Thanos, and now having to put up with earth shattering cramps. Could it even get any worse?

info; Emotional Hurt/Comfort, periods, cramps, trans namgyu, namgyu gets his period mid mingle, misunderstandings, namgyu suffers like.. half of the fic, cuddling and snuggling, understanding a misunderstanding, Thanos is a bit mean in the middle, Sober Nam-gyu, Happy Ending, Theyre so gay I hate them: (, Choi Subong I Thanos Lives, no bathroom brawl, no extra game, Soft Namgyu (Squid Game), Soft Choi Subong I Thanos, massages!

notes; Do you guys think I’d be cooked in a room w my namgyu if he knew that I write his stories like this?

It all started in that stupid round of fucking mingle.

Nam-gyu began cramping after the number called out six, not thinking much of it at first. Stepping back into the platform, he felt the drugs wearing off, but before he could even ask Thanos for another one, he nearly doubled over as he felt a sharp pain, and then another pang.

The platform began spinning, nobody seemed to notice. But Nam-gyu was a little bit more quiet now, not even dancing around with Thanos.

Round and round

Let's go around in circles and dance

We will clap our hands and sing

La-la-la-la, let's have fun dancing

Nam-gyu cursed mentally, shit, it couldn't possibly be, right? It was the kind of pain he was familiar with, the same pain he'd curl up and sometimes even cry over because of how much it fucking hurt.

His brain had been reeling due to the drug, and now due to how hyperaware he felt. He feels a hand on his shoulder, Gyeong-su. He can hear him asking something over the sickly cheerful song playing in the room. "Nam-gyu, are you okay?"

Shit, was it obvious? Before answering, he took a look around. Thanos was being himself, Se-mi was reassuring Min-su, and Gyeong-su.. well, he was here. Nam-gyu nodded, taking in a sharp breath as he felt another jab of pain. "Yeah... yeah, I'm okay." He nodded, and then the platform halted into a stop.

'Four'

Nam-gyu watched as Thanos looked between all four of the members, Min-su was standing there with his stupid puppy dog eyes, Se-mi was analyzing the situation, and Gyeong-su was standing by his side with a nervous and awkward smile. Thanos of course immediately looked at him, pointing his finger at him before speaking up in English;

"Gyeong-su, you're out!" He shouted as he placed his foot on Gyeong-su's chest and kicked him back, causing him to land on his ass. Nam-gyu merely spares the other man a glance, he looks shocked, too shocked to stand up and find another group. But then Thanos is already shouting; "LET'S GO, WOOOO!!" And despite the pain, Nam-gyu rushes after him while Se-mi pulls Min-su along.

Once inside the red door, Nam-gyu lets out a shuddering sigh as he looked through the eyepiece, Gyeong-su was still there. His head snaps back to Thanos who was asking about Gyeong-su as if he hadn't just kicked him down to his death, was he really that high off his ass?

He felt Thanos shove him off the door, it was enough to make him quietly wince as he heard the other man shout Gyeong-su's name over the ringing gunshots. "GYEONG-SU!!!!" And Nam-gyu thought for once he might vote fucking X.

He looked at the other two inside the room, Se-mi and Min-su. Se-mi was staring at him a little weirdly, Min-su looked like the same pathetic bitch as always, great.

Thanos turned around eventually, already impatient as the guards began cleaning up. Nam-gyu swore he might have to claw his insides out, he could feel the fucking blood. Why did it have to come now? Was the universe against him?

It took a little, but eventually the doors clicked open. "Anddd we win again!" And Nam-gyu forces out some noise as he walked close to Thanos. Once again, the group was in the platform. It began spinning, shit, Nam-gyu was bound to get fucking dizzy.

The song was cheerful and even loud, enough to make his head throb. He wanted to curl in on himself and maybe die, that looked like the best option here. He was sure Thanos noticed by now, the way he wasn't jumping around or joining his antics. Nobody here knew, and nobody here could fucking know.

That was just how people in Korea were, after all. They were all against these kind of shit like it was their problem, so what if Nam-gyu wanted to be a boy? Maybe they should mind their own damn business.

Round and round

Let's go around in circles and dance

We will clap our hands and sing

La-la-la-la, let's have fun dancing

And that stupid 'Ring-a ring-a ring' began playing, he needed to get the fuck out of here. He just wondered how many rounds were there left, maybe it was close enough. He had to fucking survive, even if his body wasn't in the best condition.

And then the speaker called out 'three', of course, Thanos looked at him first before he turned to Se-mi and Min-su, of course they'd go first. "Who should we take?" Of course Thanos would go with Nam-gyu, there was that, at least. "Rock, paper, scissors!" Thanos called out loudly and Nam-gyu stood a bit closer to Min-su, one of them had to play. "Come with me." Se-mi said as she stretched her hand towards Min-su, big mistake.

The boy seemed frozen as he looked at Thanos and then at Nam-gyu, right afterwards, he threw in Scissors. The look on Se-mi's face was amusing, Nam-gyu would have laughed if he wasn't in so much fucking pain. "Min-su threw in scissors!" He forced out a surprised tone with a chuckle, and Thanos grabbed Min-su's arm and began running towards a door, Nam-gyu just rushed closely by like always.

Again, they shut the door behind themselves once they were all in. Both of them holding the door shut in case a player decided to come in. Min-su looked lost, more like panicked.. as if after the panic had settled, he realized out what he just did, tsk. What a coward.

The doors clicked shut again, and Nam-gyu didn't think he would be able to hold up that much anymore, he always had bad period pains, but he always knew how to deal with them. Now?? He couldn't. He didn't have the resources, he didn't have somewhere to just lie down and swallow his own pain, not even the drugs would help, likely.

This round went by so slowly— and then, after what felt like an eternity, the doors opened. Thanos stepped out as he said to the people around him "Yo, welcome back, my friends!" 

Maybe it was because he was sober now, but his hands really were shaking. He clutched his belly for a few seconds before he began acting normally, nobody could find out— who knew how they might react?

Once back into the platform, however, Thanos turned to him and clicked open the locket, holding a single pill towards him. "You sober?" And Nam-gyu nodded, taking the pill anyways even if he knew it wouldn't help the pain and popped it in his mouth.

Again, the platform began spinning.

Round and round

Let's go around in circles and dance

We will clap our hands and sing

La-la-la-la, let's have fun dancing

It doesn't make the pain any better, however, Nam-gyu dumbly hoped that it would. Either way, he played along with Thanos' antics just to hope he could forget the pain, even if every movement made him wince.

'Six' the robotic voice called out, Nam-gyu swore he would hear that shit in his dreams.

This time, they joined teams with Se-mi and two people she found for the previous round. The awkward atmosphere was only making it worse, Thanos was complaining as he tapped his feet, and Min-su was looking at Se-mi with longing or whatever the fuck was it.

The other people looked frightened, and seriously, Nam-gyu couldn't care less. He gritted his teeth as another wave of pain hit him, he felt fucking disgusting. The blood pooling in his underwear felt disgusting, the fact he was sweating and full of grime disgusted him, the blood on his shoes, everything.

The doors opened once again, and everyone stepped out. He hoped this was the last round, he seriously wanted to scream because of this stupid pain that refused to go away.

He was already getting nauseous from so much spinning, he couldn't take this cheery song anymore. He just wanted to get out and get some fucking sleep, maybe then his pain would fucking go away.

"Do you not want to stick around me anymore?" He heard Thanos call out, and Nam-gyu furrowed his brows, clearly confused as he looked at Thanos. "What?"

"I mean— shit, I just gave you two damn pills and you're still not cheering up! Are they not enough for you anymore?" Thanos looked.. upset, maybe a tad nervous. But before Nam-gyu could even answer, the platform halted once again.

'Two'

Maybe he'd pick Min-su this time, just out of spite. He and Thanos looked at Min-su, and then back at each other. And it turns out he was wrong, because as quickly as they looked at the man and at each other, Thanos grabbed his wrist and rushed towards a door other players were trying to get into.

Everything burnt and hurt as he ran, his brain felt like it was about to explode, his cramps were making him want to just double over on the floor and curl in on himself until it all stopped— but we all know that meant death.

He attempted to stop for a single second, leaning his hands on his thighs as he bit his lip hard enough to feel the metalic taste of blood coating his mouth, and then he ran his tongue over that wound. "What the hell do you think you are doing?!" He heard Thanos bark, right.. they're still playing mingle.

Despite the crippling pain and discomfort, Nam-gyu grabbed the woman by the hair and pulled her to the ground, Thanos had already been holding the door open for him, so Nam-gyu merely stumbled in. As the timer ran down, Nam-gyu held a hand on his chest while Thanos held the door shut, hearing the other two players bang at the door.

Once it was secured and locked, Nam-gyu didn't have time to speak. Thanos was already on him and demanding an answer. "Were you trying to fucking get yourself killed out there?!" Talk about dramatic, but Thanos looked kind of.. afraid, in a way. "And you still have to answer my damn question, am I not enough for you anymore, Nam-gyu?" 

Nam-gyu blinked in surprise, oh. So Thanos does know his name. Maybe he had been pretending not to all along.

Nam-gyu didn't answer for a second, nearly clutching his stomach as he felt a fresh wave of pain hit him, and now it was getting constant, not here and there. Nam-gyu thought he might as well fucking die.

Thanos looked like he was getting more frustrated by the damn second, gritting his teeth together as he ran a hand through his hair. "Damn it, Nam-gyu, answer me!"

And Nam-gyu snapped back to it, how would he possibly explain he was on his period and was feeling like a million knives were being stuffed on his womb?

He wished he could speak, damn it, why was it so fucking hard to just say he's trans? Maybe it was the fear of being rejected and tossed out and seen as different—

"If I'm not enough for you, then I might as well leave." Why did those words affect him so much? They shouldn't, right? He grasped Thanos' necklace, hearing the other man snort before feeling it grow lighter in his hands, seeing the chain that held it up around Thanos' neck fall between his fingers.

"Keep that." Thanos said at the exact same time the doors opened, shit. Nam-gyu stared at the locket, calling out after the older man. He never had been trying to grasp at the locket, he was trying to find something— anything that would help him hold onto Thanos.

Why? He didn't know. But he did know that now shit felt ten times worse.

He didn't have the courage to keep the cross around his neck, shit, he didn't even dare to take a single pill out of that fucking cross. He just mingled himself with the crowd of players as they were led back to the lobby room. If Nam-gyu thought the pain from before was bad, this was ten times worse.

The first thing he did the second they were back was go to the bathroom, shit, he felt fucking disgusting.

Moreover, without Thanos he felt empty. Popping pills didn't feel as fun, nothing felt as fun. Maybe because all along his euphoria was Thanos.

He was quick to get into a stall, pushing his tracksuit pants and underwear down to see the blood- disgusting. He grimaced as he rolled a shit ton of toilet paper and stuffing them into his underwear, these would have to do, right? He could just change them from time to time as disgusting as it was.

He avoided Thanos' gaze upon walking towards his bunk, funny thing is that he knew Thanos was staring at him. He could feel the other's burning gaze glaring into his skull strongly enough to burn a hole.

Some relief came towards him when he finally managed to lie down— sure, the bunks were hard as fuck and uncomfortable, but he could try to get some sleep through the pain that seared through him.

He laid the cross under his pillow, bringing his knees to his chest and hugging himself under the blanket as he tried to get something that resembled comfort, he couldn't get why everything decided to go so wrong today.

He felt his eyes water, why did this have to hurt so fucking much? Real men aren't supposed to cry, are they? Especially over something so little such as period cramps. But damn it, the pain was flooding his system and consuming him whole.

He didn't know how long it took him to sleep, he just knew that after somehow managing to keep himself quiet, the pain lulled him into sleep. He would have wished it lasted forever, but nothing did.

He was jolted awake by the sound of a loud beeping noise, sitting up as he looked around. Shit, how long had it been since he fell asleep?

As if on cue, he heard his number being called. Observing the X's, he could see Min-su and Se-mi over there, tsk, pussies.

He walked forward looking disheveled, slamming the O button and dragging himself towards the O side, especially away from Thanos. Mealtime probably already passed, but it was fine, it wasn't like he could eat anyway.

Voting felt like a blur, and they ended in that stupid tie. Whatever, at this point, nothing really mattered to Nam-gyu anymore. He just did the same thing as before; dragged himself to the stairs and climbed them as he tried not to wince in front of everyone and knock the fuck out.

He tried to sleep again; but it wasn't like he had any luck, anyways. Nothing really happened, except for some fight that broke out in the bathroom. Even then, Nam-gyu found himself looking around for Thanos, only to find him walking inside the room all bloodied but looking unharmed— it wasn't his blood, anyways.

'Player 333, eliminated.' 

It finally made sense why he was basically drenched in blood. But it didn't matter— at least they just had more money piled up in that piggy bank.

Nam-gyu's cramps came and went, they were better after taking a nap but right before lights out— they were fucking back again. And Nam-gyu was back to zero. He was fidgeting with his cross, tossing and turning as he tried to stop the stupid pain, but it just didn't. And the cross wasn't doing him any better, it only reminded him of Thanos.

Fed up of it already, he looked at Thanos who was seemingly asleep beneath his bunk, and dropped the cross necklace right on his head, at least it was light. It didn't do much to relieving how he felt but he did somehow, feel a lot lighter.

Screwing his eyes shut again, he bit his lip as another wave of fresh pain hit him. He just wanted this shit to stop— why in the middle of this stupid game? Why now? He turned again a couple of times, trying to find a position comfortable enough for him to fall asleep in and one that would cease his cramps, but a voice coming very close to him.. no, scratch that. A very familiar voice close to him caught his attention.

"Do you ever stop tossing and turning? I can't sleep like that." With the dim lighting of the X and O that gleamed on the floor, Nam-gyu managed to see Thanos standing on the feet of his mattress, nearly enough to give him a heart attack. "Shit, you scared me." Nam-gyu rasped out.

"Oh, so now you talk to me?" Thanos scoffed, shaking his head. "Unbelievable." He said as he tossed the cross back towards Nam-gyu. "Whatever, keep making noise and I'll knock you out to sleep."

Nam-gyu knew Thanos would leave again, maybe this was the last time they'd see each other, maybe— before he could even think twice, he was calling after him. "Wait." He managed to grip Thanos' arm, looking at him through the shitty lighting.

"What do you want, Nam-gyu." It was more of a statement than a question, and Nam-gyu swore that he could hear the slightest bit of longing in his voice, it was as if none of them could stay apart for too long.

"I didn't mean to make it seem that way— I.. I was in pain.. back at mingle, I mean. And popping pills weren't doing the best job to help, running hurt and even moving made me feel like I was going to fall and die on the flo—" he was cut off mid speech by Thanos beginning to check his body over for anything, all while asking him what the hell was wrong. "Shit, you are hurt? Why didn't you say anything?! What hurts? Is the wound too deep? Shit, Nam-su, talk to me!"

Back to the Nam-su thing.. Nam-gyu guessed. He would have laughed if he wasn't in pain right now, frustrated, and if anything emotional because of those damn hormones. "Thanos, I'm on my damn period." Nam-gyu said that as he felt his throat lock, everything felt too overwhelming. Maybe it was because be was scared to come out, maybe because he was in pain, or maybe because he just wanted  a damn rest, but he really felt like crying.

"Oh." Thanos let out after seconds that felt suffocating and like an eternity, Nam-gyu felt like the air was fucking suffocating him alive. "Is there anything I can do to help?" 

And as quickly as it had arrived, the pressure lifted. Thanos wasn't mad? Wasn't calling him a million slurs or just.. being an asshole overall? Nam-gyu felt shocked, because the same Nam-gyu from 10 years ago would be in an argument with his parents over his gender and sexuality. That Nam-gyu would have just been kicked out of his house, so.. how could someone that wasn't his family be more accepting than the people he grew to know for half of his life?

It took him a while to process it, Thanos was offering him help, some sort of solace, he wasn't being pushed away. "I can just leave if you want me to—" Nam-gyu quickly interfered, no way. "No!- I mean, no. Just.. lay down with me." 

This felt nice, Nam-gyu assumed. Thanos was under the thin ass blanket with him, pressed with his chest against his back just so none of them would fall out of these beds. Nam-gyu brought his knees to his chest once again, or at least attempted to. 

He felt warm hands sneak around his waist, slide inside his shirt and press into his belly in a comforting way, shit, Thanos knew his way with his hands. He was definitely getting comfortable, pressing his face against the back of Nam-gyu's neck and massaging exactly where it hurt for him.. Nam-gyu would admit it, this was definitely helping.

"Go back to sleep, you need your energy for tomorrow's voting since we ended in a tie. And even then, we need energy in case we do play another game." And that's exactly what Nam-gyu did, it didn't take long for him to fall asleep. The pain slowly felt like it was ceasing, fate had a weird way of bringing two people back together, huh?

[heykaya]

Love Interest and NPC - Reactions to taking your virginity

Extracted from the game’s code (8th February 2025)

Robin

Vaginal/Penile: 

He gasps. "You saved yourself for me. I don't deserve something so special. Thank you." Tears roll down his cheeks.

Anal: 

He gasps. "This is so naughty!"

Oral: 

He gasps. "You're making me feel funny down there."

Kiss: 

(Since Robin becomes a Love Interest by PC reading his note and automatically kissing him, there is no special dialogue during encounters.)

Sydney

Vaginal/Penile (Pure Sydney - Temple Promised Edition):

Vaginal/Penile: He gasps, looking to you with pure ecstasy. "We... we did it... I'm so happy..." He holds on to you tightly. "This means we're bound together forever... right?"

(If PC is not a virgin): He gasps, looking to you with pure ecstasy. "We... we did it... I'm so happy..." He holds on to you tightly. "Even if I wasn't your first... this means we're bound together forever... right?" 

Sydney is not Corrupt or Promised:

Vaginal/Penile: He gasps, looking to you with pure ecstasy. "We shouldn't be doing this... so why do I feel so happy...?" He holds on to you tightly. "This means we're bound together forever... right?"

(If PC is not a virgin): He gasps, looking to you with pure ecstasy. "We shouldn't be doing this... so why do I feel so happy...?" He holds on to you tightly. "It's okay that I wasn't your first, as long as I'm your last!"

Vaginal/Penile (Corrupt Sydney in the Prayer Room - Rite of Defilement)

He moans, looking to you with pure ecstasy. "You did it. You defiled me at last. We belong to each other forever now!" He holds on to you tight.

He moans, looking to you with pure ecstasy. "The feeling of you ruining me gets better each time. We belong to each other, now and forever!" He holds on to you tight.

Taking Sydney’s Anal Virginity - if PC has a penis + is a virgin

(Corrupt) He moans. "This is your first time doing this too, isn't it? Don't slow down. Please!" He wraps his legs around you.

(Pure/Neutral) He gasps. "Are... are you sure we're still pure...? It feels... too good..." He holds on to you tightly.

Taking Sydney’s Anal Virginity - if PC has a penis + is not a virgin

(Corrupt ) He moans. "Woah, I never expected it to feel like that... keep going!" He wraps his legs around you.

(Pure/Neutral) He gasps. "Are... are you sure I'm still pure...? It feels... too good..." He holds on to you tightly.

Oral:

(Corrupt) He moans and places a hand on your head. "This is your first time doing this, isn't it? You're doing great.

(Pure) He gasps. "Is... is this your first time doing thi-" He stifles further lewd noises by placing his hands over his mouth.

Kiss:

He gazes at you lovingly. "That was my first kiss..." he giggles.

Whitney

Vaginal/Penile: 

He laughs. "No one can call you a virgin after this. You're my dirty slut now."

Anal: 

He laughs. "Was this off limits? I want to hear you squeal, bitch!"

Oral: 

He laughs. "I bet you'll get addicted in no time!"

Kiss: 

He laughs. "Why are you looking at me like that? I can't be your first, slut."

Kylar

Vaginal/Penile: 

He gasps. "You were a virgin too," he says. "We were meant for each other."

Anal:

He gasps. "We can't make babies this way, but I just couldn't resist you."

He gasps. "Every part of you, the deepest part of you. I wanna feel it all!" (If pregnancy related speech is disabled)

He gasps. "Is this how you got pregnant before? But you were still a virgin!" (If PC has no vagina, Kylar is a male, and knows that PC is/has been pregnant) - maybe he’s talking about parasitic pregnancy

Oral: 

He gasps. "Finally, you're kissing the most intimate part of me. Just like in my dreams!"

Kiss: 

He gasps. "Iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou!!!”

Eden

Vaginal/Penile: 

He speaks. "I felt your virginity. I couldn't help it. I needed to take you."

Anal: 

He speaks. "I know this hurts now, but you'll get used to it soon."

Oral: 

He speaks. "Damn, you feel great. We're definitely doing this more often."

Kiss: 

He speaks. "How was that? I'm not done, though."

Alex

Vaginal/Penile: 

He smiles. "Your first time? I'll work extra hard to make it memorable."

Anal: 

He smiles. "It's tight. I won't tell anyone you let me fuck your bottom."

Oral: 

He smiles. "You haven't used your mouth like this before, have you? Just keep your chompers away."

Kiss: 

He smiles. "Town girls are so cute."

Avery

Vaginal/Penile: 

He laughs. "How splendid. Your virginity is a wonderful gift."

Anal: 

He laughs. "This may hurt a bit, but you'll feel good soon. Trust me."

Oral: 

He laughs. "Have you never done this before? Don't worry. I'll teach you."

Kiss: 

He laughs. "I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did."

Bailey

Vaginal/Penile: 

"Fuck. Your value just depreciated a little."

Anal: 

"You should be putting out more if you're this tight. What do you think you're good for?"

Oral: 

"Don't get any funny ideas. Just take it."

Kiss: 

"Surprised are you? You'll learn to kiss better soon."

Harper

Vaginal: 

He smiles. "This will only hurt a bit."

Penile: 

He smiles. "Hold still. I need to check your blood pressure."

Anal: 

(female PC) He smiles. "I'm going to administer a suppository. Please, try to relax."

(male PC) He smiles. "You're overdue for a prostate examination. Please, try to relax."

Oral: 

He smiles. "Say 'Ahh'..."

Kiss: 

He smiles. "How's my bedside manner?"

Leighton

Vaginal/Penile: 

He smirks. "Far from satisfactory. Come see me again for further improvement."

Anal:

He smirks. "You'll need plenty of training."

Oral: 

He smirks. "You lack skill... For now."

Kiss: 

He smirks. "Not terrible for a first time."

Morgan

Vaginal/Penile: 

He smiles. "This feels like your first time again. How did you do that Charlene?”

Anal: 

He smiles. “Charlene, I got to pop your other cherry too! Isn't it wonderful?"

Oral: 

He smiles. "Did you forget how to do this?"

Kiss: 

He smiles. "Don't you remember my taste?"

(fuckkk morgan creeps me out so much)

Degrees of Lewdity - Text Based Masterpost

[beef-brisket]

Adam laughed: I know you will.

Lucifer leaned back, feeling completely exhausted by his first real orgasm in years.

Adam: You alright, little man? You look half dead~.

Lucifer groaned: Don't joke about that... you nearly killed me.

Adam laughed: Oh, good! So that's all I had to do, huh? I could have ruled Hell by killing you with a blowie? That's kinda embarrassing, man.

Lucifer rolled his eyes: Just cause you kill me, doesn't make you king.

Adam: Pft. We'll see. I'll blow you again tomorrow, and that should do the trick.

Lucifer laughed, falling back completely on the bed: You're unbelievable.

Adam: Hey, that's not how you speak to the future king of Hell, bitch!

Lucifer: The king?! Aren't you meant to be going for redemption or something?

Adam: Pft. Why? So I can be forced to come down here every year? And then get treated like a child? Why would I be someone's bitch, when ALL of Hell could be MY bitch?

Lucifer rolled his eyes: Or, you could be HELLS bitch.

Adam: ...That... only if it's for Hellborns... or you, i guess. I'm not dealing with that incest shit again...

Lucifer: Me?

Adam: Don't think too much into it.

Lucifer: You just gave me the best blowie I've ever had, and you're telling me not to think too much into it?

Adam: Wait- best blowie? Better than Lilith?

Lucifer: ...yes-.

Adam: YES! Eat shit, Lilly! I'm fucking better than her at something! I bet she's turning in her fuckimg beach chair!

Lucifer chuckled softly: I'm sure she'd hate knowing that...

Adam: Fuck yeah, she would. You know what? I'll blow ya again, right fucking now.

Lucifer blushed madly as Adam straddled his hips and started to unbutton his pants.

Lucifer: A-Adam! Wait-! I-I can't- so soon!

Adam: Oh, sure you can~.

The Hotel Yard

Adam: So, Lucifer hadn't heard this yet but there is an AI version of our show already.

Lucifer: Shit, okay.

AI Lucifer: Hello everyone I'm with my co-host Adam. And might I say you look like you've escaped from a mental institution.

Adam: So already you start off with insulting me

Lucifer: Yeah but we take turns

Adam: Giving blows to each other

Lucifer: Yeah we take turns blowing each other.

Adam: HAHAHA!!

AI Adam: That's not nice Lu

AI Lucifer: No, but you want to know something else? We're gay for each other.

Lucifer: What!? Hahaha!

Adam: Fucking Jesus hahaha!

I love these goobers so much 😂

AI Adam: We love recording this podcast. But our fathers hate us.

Lucifer and Adam nearly die if laughing.

Lucifer: W-What the fuck?!

Adam: It's not fucking wrong, dude!

[k0nanharv3y]

Robin Hood Au - Part 7.5

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6

"I'm telling you they are pre-written messages!" Steph exclaimed over the sound of the entire family in the cave

Bruce was in front of the batcomputer, silently reading everything that a quick search threw at him when he put in "The Nest Coffee Shop" while another screen had "Drake's Industries"

Jason, Dick, and Damian were sitting on the floor reading some records. All about the acquisition of the building and material that contained the cafeteria

Cass placed a hand on her shoulder and smiled understandingly

"We are never too sure" said Dick

"The kid was a genius, why didn't he go to college? He could be in my class right now" Jason took out a school record under the name Timothy Drake

"His father died in an accident and his mother was murdered. He seems to have tried to keep Drake Industries afloat before it went bankrupt. Technically, the guy is poor" Damian threw some sheets at his older brother

Duke, who was watching everything from his spot, still in his pajamas and with traces of sleep, "Can I go to sleep now? Do you guys really need me here?"

"You can go rest now, Duke, we will wake you if something comes up" Bruce turned to look at his second youngest

"Please, don't" A yawn was the last thing heard from him before he returned to the mansion above

Steph heard the machine hum stop and turned to look at the results, before a small child snatched them away and walked away with them

"Damian!" She exclaimed indignantly

Cass smiled beside her

"There is no presence of any toxin or trace of DNA in the cardboard cup" he declared, returning to the center with his brothers "An old trail from the ink and Richard's DNA remains"

"Really?" Dick stood up and took the results from the younger's hands

"Really!, there's nothing wrong with Tim you freaks!" It seemed like everyone ignored her

"Bruce, this can't be a coincidence, right?"

All faces looked up to seek guidance from their father, who sighed and looked at his children

"It could be one"

Jason leaned on Steph's shoulder and leaned in further, making the girl flinch further. The boy smirked

"Why don't we do some field research? Let's go tomorrow!"

Steph's face was disfigured "You traitor!, I wanted to take y'all, but if you screw this up by being conspiracy theorists, I'm moving into the tower with the titans!" She exclaimed, and when she didn't get much of a response, she pulled out her last card "And I'll take Alfred with me!"

Everyone now seemed to react a little

"Tim is a good guy, he is only a fan of the Bats, you can see he's happy with his coffee shop. You can't- We can't just go and accuse him of being some kind of threat!"

And silence came to the cave

///

10am Tim hated 2am Tim, how dare he? He'd already had 4 people complaining because the coffee shop didn't have a coffee maker and therefore no coffee

The 8am Tim had crossed off all the drinks that needed coffee and posted a sheet apologising for the lack of it. But it's Gotham and you don't say no to the people of Gotham

And here he was, trying to calm down a woman who was complaining about the lack of coffee at a coffee shop and wanted a discount because this was her first time here, and it wasn't possible that a machine was broken (Tim had actually seen her here three times already, and she always ordered a tea, but she was a bitch)

He raised his hands over his face, cringing and explaining that, no, they couldn't give her a discount or any promotion and if she wanted to come back tomorrow, they would have her coffee drink

He registered the sound of the bell, but didn't get a chance to say hello because of the sounds of the woman yelling in his face

The cafeteria, otherwise, was noisy, people having breakfast, leaving their offices to take a break, others leaving work, some about to go in, a group of college students doing homework in the corner of the cafeteria. Monday mornings were actually the busiest, but Tim didn't complain (Yes, he complained a lot. He had considered hiring Bernard after getting back in touch with him, the guy needed a job, but Tim didn't like the idea of having to teach someone how to do everything)

And then a loud, familiar voice rose from behind

"Hey, there's more on the menu! Order another one!"

Tim finally turned to look at the new customers and smiled when he saw Steph

His heart sank when he saw Steph's family

The Bats

Scratch that. The Waynes

Scratch that again. Bruce Wayne

The woman turned around as if she had been whipped, her brow furrowed in rage

"And what is your problem? Isn't it possible that a coffee shop doesn't sell coffee and doesn't offer compensation for it?" She spat angrily and Tim stepped back a little. Not because of the woman, but because... if he left quietly, he could pretend the kitchen was on fire or... or call Shiva to finish the job

"My problem is that there are other people in line, and it's too early for a bitch like yo-" Her brother covered her mouth, smiling apologetically on his face

The woman seemed to be about to continue arguing. But an alarm on her phone stopped her, and with grunts and a red face, she stomped out of the cafeteria, insulting her

Tim was already halfway to the kitchen when Steph leaned over the bar, smiling hugely and leaning almost half her body on the counter

"Hi, pretty boy!" She greeted with her usual energy, looking directly at him

Tim took a deep breath and smiled, his shoulders tense. Maybe they could blame the woman who had just yelled at him, but... But he walked back to the bar, smiling at the girl

"Hi, Stephanie, do you want your usual, or will you try something else today?" He started typing some things on the tablet next to the cash register and pretended, really pretended with all his might not to notice the onetwothreefour... six people behind her

"I actually want a whole meat, this time" she explained, trying to see what Tim was doing. "To have it here, is it possible?"

Tim scanned the entire cafeteria, stopping at an empty table in a far corner. People didn't like sitting there because it was only a one-seat table and it was small, and Tim had to pretend he didn't know the entire Wayne family was here

///

Part 2 of the Part 7 i think this is hilarious

[multiversefanfics]

Unexpected Love

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Fem!Demon!Reader Warnings: Demons, cussing, violence, rude? little spoiler from season 4 A/N: While on a job Dean gets sideswiped by your beauty but there's one fatal flaw. You're a demon. Word Count: 1.3K

Just like any other job, they investigate, lie, research, argue a bit, and finally go in for the kill. This time, it was a bit different, but we're getting a little ahead of ourselves, let's go back to the beginning. It was a normal day for Sam and Dean they were on their way to another city and state to investigate the weird things that were going on there.

"Oh, c'mon Sammy live a little, we're going to Vegas, we'll do the job then we hit the slots." Dean didn't have to look over at him to know that Sam rolled his eyes "Dean, we're here for a job and that's it." It was Dean's turn to roll his eyes "You can't go to Vegas and not play at least one game." Sam pulled out his ringing phone, Dean glanced over and saw Bobby's name flash on the screen, he turned his eyes back to the road.

Now everyone knows Dean is a huge flirt but also a sarcastic asshole. Love wasn't really in his sights, not because he couldn't fall in love but with his job, he couldn't risk losing someone he cared deeply about, he's lost too many people already he couldn't stand another. Dean pulled into yet another motel parking lot as Sam's call came to an end.

Dean sighed and shut off baby, looking up at the motel. The two of them grabbed their bags and headed inside to book a room, Dean felt off he felt as though someone was watching him, I mean honestly who wasn't he was gorgeous, and he knew it, but this felt different. Dean shook the feeling and continued to the room. Sam started on the research while Dean placed the salt in front of the door, all the windows, and a couple of hex bags around the room.

Dean plopped down on the edge of the bed and looked over at Sam, who was typing away on his computer. "Alright, so we're dealing with a classic demon. We go in, exorcise it, and we're back on the road." Sam looked up at Dean who was shooting him a glare "Why are you in such a rush to leave?" Sam rolled his eyes ignoring Dean's question.

Sam and Dean crept around, knives in hand, looking for said demon. "C'mon Sam, one slot game and then we can leave, and I'll never ask for anything else the rest of the trip." Sam rolled his eyes "Fine, we finish the job, you don't get your ass kicked by the demon and I'll let you play one game." Dean smirked and nodded "Deal." They turned the corner and came face to face with you.

"Hello, boys." You smirked waving your fingers sarcastically. They both stood straight "You let us creep around, while you just stood here waiting for us?" You shrugged your shoulders "I played a few board games while I waited" With one swipe of your hand you slammed Sam into the distant wall, you smiled and looked back at Dean "That was fun." Dean stood there shocked, no matter how many times he sees that happen it will always shock him.

You put your hand up pressing Dean into the door behind him "Little Dean Winchester, I must say you look really good." You stepped closer taking in his beauty, you breathed in his scent smiling to yourself "You smell even better." You looked back at Sam who was still knocked out on the floor, and you turned your attention back to Dean. "Oh, that's right you can't speak, my bad." You released your grip a bit but not fully.

"I'm going to kill you, you son of a bitch." Your eyes fluttered and you nodded at him "Is that so?" You took a step back letting Dean off the door "Then do it." You opened your arms for him to come get you, but he stood still. You tilted your head at him and slowly licked your lips, Dean was frozen he didn't know what he was feeling but he was feeling something.

You placed your hands on your hips "What's the matter, Dean? Scared?" Dean gulped and took a wobbly step toward you; this wasn't like Dean he was usually as solid as a rock, but he couldn't move. You giggled and walked around Dean eyeing him up and down "So this is the strong Dean Winchester, hmm. He's a pussy, just like his daddy."

Just then in one swift motion Dean had you pinned against the wall knife to your neck, his eyebrows scrunched together in anger "There he is, there's the Dean I was warned about. Did the daddy comment hit a nerve?" Dean pressed the knife deeper into your neck and gritted through his teeth "Shut up, you bitch." You giggled and looked him in the eyes.

"Dean.." Sam groggily stood behind him rubbing the back of his head "Oh good, Sammy is awake maybe he will get the job done." You felt Dean's hand twitch as much as you wanted to flip him around but with Sam's powers getting stronger you didn't want to risk it. "Dean, what are you waiting for?" Dean blinked a few times and backed away "I don't know." He looked at you then back at his hands.

Sam took it upon himself to try and exorcise you, it hurt like hell "I have something to say!" You screamed through the pain Sam didn't let up he pushed harder and harder "Ruby is playing you!" Sam looked at you, dropping you to the ground "What did you say?!" Your hand went to your throat as you tried to steady your breathing "What did you say!" Sam stepped toward you clenching his fist.

You looked up at him "Ruby is using you; Lilith isn't going to break the last seal; she is the last seal." Sam and Dean exchanged a look "How do I know you're telling the truth?" You looked up at Sam with a 'Are you kidding me' look "Everyone knows about what she's doing but since everyone is out to get you guys as well no one is going to say anything."

Dean groaned and helped you off the ground. "Alright, let's get back to the motel and talk about this." The three of you made it back to the motel. You and Sam sat down on the loveseat together while Dean paced back and forth. "Dean, you're creating a draft." You whined sarcastically. He stopped and looked at you. "Oh, I am so sorry, princess. Do you want a blanket?" You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms

"Okay, I'm gonna go get us some coffee." Sam got up from the loveseat and walked out the door, Dean sat down beside you and sighed "You better not be messing with us, Sam has his heart set on killing Lilith." You leaned your arms on your legs, looking over at Dean "I'm not messing with you, Ruby is using Sam to kill Lilith so Lucifer can take over his body." Dean looked over at you, the two of you looked each other in the eyes. Dean didn't know what he was feeling, but he was feeling something. What he did next shocked both of you.

Dean cupped your cheeks and pressed his lips hungrily to yours, his hands traveled down your body stopping at your hips and pulling you into his lap, your hands found their way to the back of his head. His fingertips pressed into your hips pulling you closer to him the kiss lasted for what seemed like forever, and the two of you slowly pulled back resting your forehead against his breathing heavily. Dean looked up at you and smiled "I think I finally know what love at first sight means."

A/N: This is my first Dean Winchester fic please be nice to me😂 but I hope you like it I tried my very best. I don't know if I should do a part 2 or not, if you'd like a part 2 let me know.

Main Masterlist - Dean Winchester Masterlist

[thatbitchery]

little acts of feminism you do daily?

acts of feminism lmao.

I'm a misandrist before I'm a feminist actually. Largely I just hate men I don't exactly love women but

When a gay man uses bitch or slut or whore etc I just use fag. Two can play this game. We can both use terms of degradation here buddy. Yours based on my sex mine based on your sex too. FAGGGGGGGGGOT. You don't get a pass you're a man that loves men you're worse than straight men to me.

I address women, married women, with their title and maiden name (and if I don't know them I'll use ma'am ). Dr Laney wtf is Mrs MacAdams who is he I'm talking to you I'll use YOUR name

Its not exactly an act but it's physically impossible for me to consume pop music. I tried watching the Grammys (CONGRATS TO MOM MISS BEY MWAH FOR THE CULTUREE) and almost threw up Sabrina Carpenter why. Men just dancing minimal in comfortable clothes full covered and one later of camera ready make up as women do entire routines 3/4 naked and in heels plus enough make up to season an Indian festival I'll throw up. I'll actually throw up. Get out. Why is Charlie XCX pouring wine on her boobs in that MV it does not even match the story? Why are women in pop like this? What are you doing ? Anyway shout out my girls Sia , Alessia Cara and Billie Eilish mwah

I don't interact with men unless I have to and when I do I make sure they know I didn't want to be there I just mhm and nod all night contribute nothing and stupidly drink. Because why do you even exist bud. In spaces where I can't avoid them I just limit interactions and when they happen I make sure they know I did not consent to it. Like at work when I have to share spaces with them I just say nothing and use one word responses and it's obviously not shyness it's just my guy get the fuck out. Which makes them want to serve me so win win .or destroy me, which is okay. Two can always play that game and one of us is naturally irrational and emotional ask walls .

I always give women the benefit of the doubt 10000× and do not hold women to holiness. Amber Heard my love I hope you actually did great his ass,for my female ancestors that use to get beat mwah. Blake Lively babygirl I hope you actually did coerce him like MILLIONS of women have to go through everyday. The world will only defend women if they're saints not me I defend women because the sun exists idk. Yes 100% have an abortion because it's a son for the girls that are murdered and neglected for being daughters. Mwah. Queen do you need funds? I'll hook you uppppp.

When a man accuses me of doing something that I didn't do I go and do it. You can't accuse me for free brah. This guy accused me of stealing from him so I went and stole? After I was proven innocent obviously so now he can't accuse me again without being racist. When women accuse me of something I let it go. When men do I just go actually do it. If I don't wanna I accuse them of worse and you will nottttt get out of it unscathed babes I'm African. Think thrice.

I always believe the woman. Even when I know for a fact she's lying. You know what queen matter of fact I was there I saw it with my eyes. More than women's rights I support women's wrongs. By default women right men wrong. Men have to go through hoops to even get me to consider them. If a woman says it it's true. By default. Go play video games or serve in the army .

I don't believe in God or religion because ew.

If a man wants me to believe something he has to prove it to me or hes lying. I learned this when I realized women have to prove things to men bc men are just considered right by default and women will pull out Harvard level data and men will be like lol lies. So I take one for the team I made my boss pull out data that the company is doing WELL in a meeting. Like are you sure?. Idk I feel it's wrong so maybe its wrong. If IDs right prove it.

I have no soft spot for men (or women) go hunt. Please. Go bring me a boar sir. I don't speak to men that are beneath me in any category men are better than women you are alphas leaders kings gods RAAAAAAH so as a man why am I smarter than you. And yes grades matter shut up. What was your GPA. SHUT UP. What's your net worth? Get out. As a superior being why are you ugly. Am I ugly? And I'm a lesser being!! A woman? Ew. Get out. As a man youre supposed to be better than me it's nature. And I'm really really really good, so good luck. I'm hypergamous like that. And mot just one front, buddy. Alll of them. You are a MAN. a natural born LEADER. and ALPHA. rrrraaaaaah or whatever.

I just don't take men seriously. Like okay buddy whatever you say.

If you ever put me in leadership of anything just know the men will wilt the girls will thrive and if a man does thrive then he is, in fact, an alpha male.

Like I said, it's not as much feminism as it is misandry. I don't exactly like women or put effort into empowering us I just really hate men.

[sakura-hitomi]

Well I for one don't give a fuck about what regular people should do. Ever thought of that? I bet you didn't. Because it shows.

You did give in. Subtly hiding your dislike, then become defensive, until you GAVE IN and just admitted your pure hatred in a long ass rant full of excuses.

You have met the wrong person then if you think I would just take your opinion like I was your bitch or something. It's not about any fictional character you shit on. It's Snape, a guy hated for all wrong reasons.

Also, what the actual fuck are you on about? "you nor Max have use for my opinion and I don't have use of yours" when you in fact placed your shitty opinion below my comment. I agreed with max, what did you do? Oh right, walk over Snape. So take your -you have your opinion, I have mine, let's part ways- and say that to your own reflection. Because you BEGAN.

If it's about Snape? You bet I'm aiming to win any fight. Worked then, works now, only a loser would say that "you don't have to win everything or keep on fighting". And the part where you said "it's very stupid" is hilarious 🤣. You Started, you began, you instigated, I don't know how else I can state it.

If you start something, don't expect people to be on your level. And you say you will be straight up aggressive next time. How about you simply ignore a pro Snape thing. Ever thought about that? Especially when you hate him with every fobre of your being with all but excuses.

Seems like the most reasonable thing, but I bet that's a bit far fetched for you no? Just because it's on your page doesn't mean you have to react. Can't you read tags? pro-Snape tag specifically? And no, you don't have to bring out a ukelele.

Bet that's godawful too, but you know. I might be biased. So no, he isn't weird, he's not a child bully, he's a bad ass teacher that at least kept his students alive unlike a few major other teachers.

You want adult conversation when your first sentence has "weird ass" in it.... doesn't scream maturity at all does it? But you know. I might be biased. So do yourself a favor, and actually reflect on yourself before you play the blame game and paint yourself as a clown.

Also, you better get used to "gave in" because you did. No need to beat around the bush. You literally went from:

- subtly hinting dislike to Snape.

- Then saying it's just an opinion

- degrading his work as a double agent

- labeling him as an adult child-bully but say your opinion MIGHT be biased

- then admit how much you hate him (with excuses of course) when you're cornered.

What is that then if not giving in? Gave in means: surrender or submit.

You surrendered your subtle Snape hatred by revealing that you have all those excuses because you truly loathe him.

So you know, also do your homework on researching definition of words.

"James Potter is a hero because he tried to protect his family from Voldemort."

Isn’t that literally what any father and husband would do for his wife and child? Why do you have to elevate acts of basic decency to the level of heroism? What kind of shitty parents did you have?

[batboysanonymous]

We Never Talk About It

Cassian x Reader

Summary: Cassian was never good with words—his love was in the way he fought for her, in the weight of his hands on her hips, in the bruising kisses that felt like apologies for something he couldn’t name. Y/N was tired of searching between the lines, of being an afterthought in the silence between them. But love, especially the kind between mates, was never meant to be quiet.

Based on the song: Sharpest Tool by Sabrina Carpenter

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"Guess I'll waste another year on wondering if If that was casual, then I'm an idiot I'm looking for an answer in between the lines Lying to yourself if you think we're fine."

The war had been over for months, and yet the battlefield still existed between them. Not in the bloodied streets of Velaris or the Illyrian training camps, but in the unspoken words hanging in the air, in the way Cassian’s hands would reach for her and hesitate before touching.

Y/N had been patient. She had endured the months of stolen glances and wordless apologies, of Cassian pulling her close in the dead of night only to vanish in the morning, his silence stretching wider than the Sidra itself. But patience was wearing thin, and even the bond between them could not mend something that refused to be acknowledged.

Tonight, he had walked into the townhouse like nothing was wrong, laughing at something Azriel had said, throwing an arm over her shoulder like she wasn’t unraveling beneath his touch.

“Cassian.” Her voice was steel, sharper than the Illyrian blades he wielded so easily.

His laughter faltered. “Yeah, sweetheart?”

Sweetheart. The same endearment he had whispered against her skin, pressed into her throat as his hands fisted the sheets. The same word he had used before leaving her in the dark.

She stepped away. “We need to talk.”

Cassian’s body tensed as if she had asked him to hand over his siphons. “About?”

She exhaled sharply. “About us.”

"You're confused and I'm upset But we never talk about it."

The silence stretched. Cassian rubbed the back of his neck, gaze darting to the door like he was looking for an escape.

Y/N’s heart ached. “You can go if you want,” she said quietly. “It wouldn’t be the first time.”

His hazel eyes darkened. “That’s not fair.”

“Isn’t it?” She folded her arms, desperate to hold herself together. “We went from everything to nothing overnight. I’ve spent months trying to figure out where I went wrong, why you keep me close but never close enough. I’m tired, Cassian.” Her voice cracked, and she hated herself for it. “I’m tired of being top of mind only when it’s convenient for you.”

He flinched. “That’s not what this is.”

“Then tell me what this is.”

"All the silence just makes it worse, really 'Cause it leaves you so top of mind for me."

Cassian dragged a hand through his hair, frustration written in every line of his body. “I don’t know how to talk about this, Y/N. About us.”

“Try.”

He let out a humorless laugh, pacing the room like a caged animal. “You think this is easy for me? You think I don’t feel it too?” His voice cracked on the last word. “I wake up every damn day with the bond screaming at me to go to you. And every day, I convince myself that you deserve better than this—better than me.”

Her breath hitched. “Better than my mate?”

"We never talk about how you found God at your ex's house Always made sure that the phone was face down Seems like overnight, I'm just the bitch you hate now."

Cassian closed his eyes, pain flickering across his face. “Y/N, I—”

She shook her head, stepping back. “Don’t.”

His jaw clenched. “I don’t hate you. I could never—”

“But you left,” she whispered. “You chose to shut me out. To let me wonder if I was just another body in your bed, another casualty in the war you fight within yourself.”

Cassian inhaled sharply. “That’s not what happened.”

“Then tell me what did.”

"We were going right, then you took a left Left me with a lot of shit to second guess."

For a long moment, he said nothing. Y/N felt the weight of every unspoken word press down on her ribs, suffocating her. And then, Cassian moved.

Not away from her. Toward.

His calloused hands cupped her face, forcing her to meet his gaze. “I love you,” he said, voice hoarse. “I love you so much it terrifies me. I’ve spent my whole damn life fighting, losing. I don’t know how to be someone who gets to keep the one thing he wants most.”

Y/N swallowed, blinking back tears. “You already have me, Cassian. You’ve always had me.”

A shudder ran through him. He pressed his forehead against hers, the bond humming between them. “I don’t want to be afraid anymore,” he whispered.

She exhaled shakily. “Then don’t be.”

And when Cassian kissed her, it was not the desperate, feverish claiming of months before. It was a promise—one neither of them would run from again.

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[gffa]

Anyway, so, the ridiculousness continues, because I got one day of feeling amazingly Not Winded Going Up A Flight Of Stairs when, hey, guess who got whammied with the cold that's been going around my family. I woke up feeling crappy, scratchy throat, like I was a centimeter off in my own skin, etc. I'm doing better now that I've gotten some cold drinks to soothe my throat, and I do still feel better, enough to have a handyman come over and install the light fixtures + tv mount and could actually stand there and help for more than five minutes before I was sweating and needed to sit down. Also this was my third day in a row of getting blood drawn (to make sure I'm heading in the right direction), I am beginning to feel like a bit of a pincushion, but overall good. I have gotten many comments of, holy shit, you look so much better, your color is so much better, and I have to laugh each time because I must have really looked like death warmed over for the last couple of years to get that comment as often as I have! Tonight is day three of taking my anxiety meds, I can't say I've noticed a difference yet (but I'm not expecting to for a couple of weeks), but WISH ME LUCK. I was even social today and talked to people. (Genuinely, the best tip I can give for socially anxious over-thinkers like me is, when they ask, "How are you today?" answer with an honest, "I'm really nervous about all of this, but doing my best to get through it." Then, if you're too quiet or say something odd, they know you're not an asshole, you're just nervous, and it makes you human and every medical personnel I've said this to has been extremely nice about it.) Also, I just cannot get over how much my appetite has decreased, in a good way. I still get hungry, I still eat, but I'm not constantly starving for something something something, usually something "with protein" (ie, some form of red meat). I can eat half as much steak/hamburger/whatever and be satisfied now and, look, I know it makes me look like a dumbass, but my slide into this was so gradual that I just thought, "Oh, that's just how I am. I like steak a lot, many people do!" BUT NOPE. SEVERE ANEMIA WAS PROBABLY SCREAMING, "BITCH, I AM STARVING HERE, DO SOMETHING." 😂 (But, seriously, I'm so baffled at how, HEY, I AM SUPPOSED TO ENJOY THIS TIME OF FEELING BETTER, but no I had to go and get a week long cold. To be fair, after getting the flu shot and COVID booster, it could be that just as much as the cold that's going around.)

[sprites4ever]

You're a country, not a rape victim.

You're too dumb to understand a simple analogy. Also, I'm not a country, I'm a person. You who views countries and the people within as the same entity, disregarding the individual? FUCKIN COMMIES 😱

Hitler used gun control to arm his supporters and keep his enemies disarmed.

Didn't I sufficiently communicate that I changed my stance on this topic because of the threat posed by you maniacs? I gues it's the only argument you have and a permanent fixation of yours, so you keep bringing it up.

Like what you still do in your country, Hitler's country.

Hitler was Austrian, you fuckwit. Also, Hitler also built roads, passed animal protection laws and drank water. Those are all things which I'll assume you're in favor of. See how your logic falls apart? You are indeed a Nazi, but not for appreciating roads, animals or water. You are a Nazi for supporting a fascist dictator who, according to his wife, keeps a copy of Mein Kampf in his nightstand.

Talk about history repeating itself.

USA

And apparently you haven't paid attention, the Republicans, Trump, are exposing the problems and corruption with DOGE that caused the crises. Literally, there has not been a single denial of the exposed corruption by democrats/leftists, just a lot of bitching about it being uncovered. Lol! Sounds like your kinda people!

You really believe every word that comes out of these men's mouths, do you? You believe them, just because they make the libtards, which they've conditioned you to hate, angry. They make them angry because Elon Musk and Donald Trump are evil. What Elon "Sieg Heil" Musk is doing right now is nothing but theft of public money and removing checks and balances to the president's power. What they are labelling as corruption is the democratic process. They are turning the United States of America into russia, precisely as I predicted months ago.

Here's a good explanation:

P.S.: Elon's DOGE is literally named after a meme.

Elon is a psychopath.

Given the events of recent days, as of me writing this on the 5th of February 2025, I've changed my opinion on gun control.

AK-47 FOR EVERYONE!!!

[darkfictionjude]

Okay so I know this is a touchy subject already especially since certain people have already been bitchy about it before, but sometimes Crowny is genuinely difficult to play as. I feel super conflicted about them since they're the literal personification of "damn bitch you live like this?"

Realistically, progress isn't linear and different people get different results even if they do the exact same thing, but as of now it feels like they aren't really allowed to improve at all. If you study you're still mediocre leaning towards bad in terms of understanding. You try to workout you see absolutely no results, not even the tiniest bit. When it comes to the other characters, it's always one step forward and two steps back. When you give them a hobby or try to get them to pick up a skill they find little enjoyment. When people bother them they barely fight back or even argue, and when they do it's like a sarcastic quip or a grumble at most. By the end, they haven't even made a dent. These don't make them less of a person and it doesn't make them a failure since the world is quite literally out to get them, but it's like they aren't allowed any satisfaction in their life. (Yeah it's been like a month, maybe barely scratching two in the current timeline so maybe this contradicts what I first said about progress but I'm dumb as hell)

It's wild to go from the side quests, backstory segments, interactions with the ROs and then Crown family just for all the hype to fade when there's a segment with just Crowny all alone. I know that there's a reason for why they are the way they are, but I literally have to take breaks from reading their solitary moments sometimes because it seems to drag on. I know things aren't easy in this universe, I know the world is supposed to be cruel and unfair, but like can they at least get a cake for their efforts? Or a hug? Or be able to sleep through one night and wake up well rested?

I hope I'm not sounding like an asshole or a insane here. Personally, they're relatable in a lot of aspects. I may not have had supernatural shit going after me, but I had a lot of issues that many of their experiences brush way too close to. It's just the way it's presented that makes them feel like they're like the random piece of chewy cartilage in an otherwise perfectly cooked steak, unpleasant but I'm gonna eat it anyway.

I literally just wrote a whole ass book complaining, but I at least wanna say I do love your work, Crowny included even if my words seem to say otherwise, and I'm super excited to see what happens in the timeskip since i know this is like JUST the beginning. I'm like seriously praying my tone is coming off the right way if that's even possible. If you read through all this thanks. I'm not gonna hide behind anon because I at least wanna be able to explain myself if this comes across wrong.

but like can they at least get a cake for their efforts? Or a hug? Or be able to sleep through one night and wake up well rested?

Well no 😭😭

And that comes from the fact that they are self loathing, depressed as hell and have virtually no support system while dealing with things that they aren’t mature enough to handle, actually their mental health is getting far worse which is by design

I feel like perhaps some readers have not realized just how depressed crowny is. All the things you described about them finding little enjoyment, etc., are key markers of major clinical depression

I feel also people did miss the fact that crowny kind of exploded in the library they didn’t shut up, they didn’t let it go which I think is a positive because this is the first time they’ve have enough to say “enough”

Sorry but I like my things slow burn 💀 that Halloween party is meant to be a breakthrough for them and I think perhaps it’s been glossed over by some because what happened to James has gotten the most attention and the final moment in the woods. Crowny outed their “friends” for the first ever and fought back against their tormentor in only one single night. James for all his issues did the one thing that broke the camel’s back and pushed Crowny over the edge, all 7 episodes have led to this

Crowny is meant to fall before they come up that’s how I wanted it because realistically someone could not handle all of this without losing their mind. It has barely been two months, Crowny has only seriously hit the main plot in episode 4 which in the current timeline was about 3 weeks ago (from episode 7)

Truly the progress that crowny did make in episode 7 should have taken longer, people with crowny’s issues spend years in therapy before they feel they have the right to fight back.

There’s a reason episode 7 is the midseason finale. It’s not only about the plot but about crowny themself….

Dw you’re tune is fine I can usually tell when someone doesn’t think before they write 😭