#there is no excuse for being this fucking ignorant its been going on for 3-4 months now

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And they were roomates

(Captain John price x F!reader)

Summary: the captain wants somewhere more homely to settle down and when an offer like yours comes alight on Zillow he must take up on it.

Warnings: angsty (very minimal), mentions of readers past relationship, some bond building, smoking, some tense moments

part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4!! - part 5

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“Captain?” Soap yells from afar to get what seems to be prices attention. When he realizes that is indeed his captain he jogs to where John stands.

“What’re ye doin’ back?” Soap question a little confused, after their last two month mission John was granted leave for three months to recoup and rest. 

“Just came to turn in these files.” He says waving the Manila folders in his hands.

“You could’ve just done that online, you know.” And yes John does know and by the look he gives Johnny he also knows.

“What, trouble in paradise?” Johnny smiles widely at the guilty look on his captain's face.

“Something like that.” John replies clearly a little tense.

“Well, tell me about it.” He says waiting expectantly.

“Over some drinks Sergeant.” Price replies before making his way into the building and soap returning to the trainees.

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“Oh that’s fucked mate.” Ghost says.

“Captain no offense you’re a very intelligent and capable man but that is so fucking stupid.” Gaz states before taking a drink of his beer. 

“You thought oh I’m catching some feelings for her, let's just ignore her.” Soap says in a mimicking voice.

“No, it's not only that, I don’t have time to entertain dense feelings and she likely doesn’t share those same feelings.” His gruff voice replies as he takes a puff of his cigar and blows the smoke out into the pub they sit in.

“Did you ask her?” Gaz asks, already knowing the answer.

“Am I twelve? What grown man asks a woman if they have feelings for them usually there’s hints and clues you can pick up on.” Ghost grumbles in agreement from price earning a slap on the arm from soap.

“And she’s done nothing that may even give you an inkling that she’s into you mate?” Gaz quips in.

“Like “oh hey captain can you help me open this jar?” Or “price can you please help me fix this?” Johnny tries his best at a womanly voice. 

“First of all she doesn’t call me captain or price and second of all, yes she does that but it’s only because she needs the help.” They all look at him with blank stares.

“I bet you wish she’d call you captain.” Soap whispers but before John can reply Gaz starts.

“Captain, does she ever stutter when you talk to her?” Gaz asks, raising an eyebrow at him.

“sometimes.” He excuses that as human behavior. 

“When she noticed your avoidance, did she get upset?” I mean you got a little mad at him that once but that was cause he was overstepping. 

“A little.” He replies not really seeing where it’s going until oh.

“Yeah cap, you're being naive.” 

“You should go back there, be kinder and less weird. She probably thinks you don’t like her and if that lasts too long she’ll start to actually not like you.” Well he obviously can’t have that.

“We need a mum anyways.” Gaz says under his breath and soap agrees. 

“What?” 

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“Hey you’re back.” You can’t resist the small smile that makes its way onto your face as John walks into the kitchen.

“Told you I’d only be a day or two.” He repeats his words from a couple days ago, hands awkwardly in his pockets. 

He notices there’s something different in your energy that he picks up on or maybe it’s his energy that has changed.

“Yeah but last time you said a month and we’re gone two.” He remembers that and sees your point then he thinks about the fact that you remember that. 

“Well last time I really didn’t think I’d be gone that long but you know.” He says not going into detail and just waving it off.

“Well I have a job to get too.” You say closing the package of blueberries you’d been eating out of then place them back in the fridge.

“On a Saturday?” He questions the unusuality of it.

“Yeah I had a woman call me this morning, said her wedding was next week and she really wanted me to be the one to give her her dream hair so I agreed.” 

“Okay then, I’ll see you later, doll.” He says as you grab your keys and purse getting ready to leave.

“Bye John.” You smile softly looking anywhere but him cause if you did the smile that lays on your face at the newfound nickname would be too evident. 

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“Hey so we’re just doing some highlights and a cut right.” You ask the woman in your chair as you drape the cape over her paying mind to her swollen belly and button it in the back.

“Yeah I actually have some pictures if that’s okay.” She says pulling out her phone to show you.

“Great, I’d love to see them.” You say getting your equipment ready.

She shows you and by the already light tone of her hair this will be easy work. You get everything settled and ready, mixing the bleach and color and sorting through the pieces you’ll paint.

“So what made you ask me to do your hair?” This is a question you always love to ask your clients. Was it social media or a referral or maybe something else.

“My finance actually recommended you.” Her fiance.

“Oh I don’t actually do men’s hair, who’s your fiance?” You question a little confused but clearly he might’ve just seen you on instagram or had a friend who’s been with you.

“Brian, he said he used to know you and heard you did really good hair.” No fucking way.

“Oh yeah I know Brian old friends.” You smile through the tears that threaten to escape your eyes. 

How could he? How could he give this woman everything you’ve ever wanted then send her to you to show off that goddamn-

“He says to tell you hi.” She smiles looking back at you not having a clue of who you really are. 

“Oh tell him I said hello.” You reply shortly.

“How’d you two meet?” You ask curiously.

“We actually worked together and when we first started talking he was actually in a relationship but nothing serious and the more we spent time together it just became clear we were meant to be together.” Her.

“So he cheated on his ex partner?” You say in a polite tone, one a girlfriend would use.

“Well I guess you could say that but according to him their relationship was over before it was over.” You smile at her nodding in understanding. 

Scream, you wanted to scream your fucking head off the rest of the appointment. But no you stood there politely and gave this woman the most beautiful hair you could’ve imagined you even took fucking pictures for her to send to you’re cheating ex.

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On the way home you cried out of anger not even out of jealousy, or sadness just anger at the audacity that man had and the years you wasted with such a fucking loser.

When you pulled into the driveway you turned the car off and just sat there. You sat there and pondered on everything. You’d always asked him for a baby and he’d said he would never be a father. You always wanted to get married and he would say “marriage isn’t my thing.” And yet he’ll do it all for another woman. A woman he really loves. 

But in the end you're glad it’s not you. It isn’t you that has to deal with that man child, it won’t be you who’s stuck with someone who isn’t faithful. In the end you’re the lucky one and finally you feel like you can let it go. 

So you dry your eyes and head inside, kicking off your shoes by the door and paying notice to John that’s currently in the living room. You walk over to the couch and sit a comfortable amount of space away from him simply testing the waters and watch the football game he has on.

“How was your appointment?” He says suddenly taking in notice of your puffy eyes.

“Good.” You reply in a whisper with a half smile.

“You’re lying.” He assumed maybe just an asshole client or the outcome wasn’t good.

“It was my ex boyfriend's new pregnant fiancé, who also happens to be the woman he cheated on me with.” You admit with a small laugh at the end with how ridiculous that sounds.

“You got cheated on?” He asks, thoroughly shocked not paying mind to the other details.

“And she’s hot.” You reply looking him in the eye. All he’s thinking is hotter than you?

“Did she know who you were?” This has to be the most mind fucking thing he’s ever heard.

“Not a clue and what's funnier is he recommended me to her.” You laugh again and it’s slightly scary how calm you seem.

“You’re not upset?”

“John I was over that man the minute he cheated on me. I’m only upset over all the time I lost wanting things he said he never wanted but what he meant was he never wanted that with me.” You say quietly between the two of you like it’s a secret. 

“His loss.” he says, offering you a small smile.

“I guess.” 

“No doll I know.” You don’t know what to make of that comment and just smile back at him. 

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Later that night after a long shower you step onto the outside patio for some fresh air not noticing John smoking a cigar beside you. 

“Jesus!” You jump slightly at the sight of his looming shadow.

“At this point just expect me to be everywhere.” He laughs as he exhales the puff of smoke. 

“I didn’t know you smoked.” You reply before taking in the sight before you. John in Levi’s, a thermal and brown leather jacket, thick fingers holding a cigar between them lightly tapping it to drop the excess ash.

“I’m sorry, does it bother you?” He asks suddenly, concerned about whether that was in the policy or something. 

“No, not at all.” You smile shivering at the breeze that blows through the air.

He offers the cigar between his fingers by gesturing it towards you, you’ve smoked cigarettes but this thing looked like a cigarette on steroids. Nonetheless you didn’t decline the offer and hesitantly wrapped your lips around it giving it a small puff letting the earthy flavor consume your taste buds as you exhale. 

John watches you with longing eyes. Truthfully he expected you to grab it from him but instead you toked it straight from his fingers and shit it was hot. The way your lips wrapped around the very end had him running hot suddenly. The layers he wore were becoming overbearingly warm. 

“Do you ever wish you chose a normal career?” The question left your lips before you could think about why you were asking it and he clears his dirty mind before answering. 

“Not really, my job makes me feel like I have purpose and although my hands get dirty it’s for a good cause.” You nod as you look up into the blue sky that’s slowly becoming darker. 

“You do have purpose outside your job though you know that right?” You look him in the eye for a mere second then back up. 

He’s taken aback slightly by your statement and stays silent. He lets it settle in his thoughts and feelings. Wondering what prompted you to say it in the first place.

“Thankyou.” He replies shortly after. 

“You're welcome.” You reply gently.

“I’m going to head inside, don’t be out here too long you’ll get sick.” You say sliding the door open and he laughs in return. If you even had the slightest idea of the weather he’s lived in. 

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You woke up the next morning bright and early, currently stood in the kitchen brewing hot water for tea and setting the coffee machine on. One for you, one for John. He was surprisingly still asleep although it also is still very early. He never sleeps past 7.

As you turn the heat off the stove, knocking sounds at the front door. Maybe a package you assumed as you made your way down the hall peeking through the small hole to see who’s out there and to your surprise it was a woman. 

“Hi, how can I help you?” She looks at you a bit taken aback.

“Does John Price live here?” She asks as her blonde hair blows in the cold breeze. 

“Yeah?” 

“I need to speak to him.”

“Okay I’ll be right back.” Was this a lover of John’s, maybe an ex wife or something. You knock softly at his door and nothing so you knock a little louder. Before you hear a grunt and the squeak of the hardwood floors.

“Morning, y’alright?” He asks with a deep sleepy voice. 

You take notice of His messy hair and pajama bottoms hanging low on his hips so you practically beg and will yourself to not look at his body. 

“Yeah sorry there’s a woman at the door for you.” You reply smiling when you notice the sleep marks on the side of his face. 

“Oh okay let me just put a shirt on, tell her I’ll be right out.” He can already guess who it is and quietly curses to himself. No peace of his ever lasted long.

You relay the message to her and offer her to come inside which she politely accepts but goes no further than the entrance. 

“I’m Kate by the way.” She offers her hand to you. 

“Oh nice to meet you Kate, are you a friend of John’s?” You pry.

“Oh yeah, a longtime one.” You should’ve known.

“We’ve been working together since he was a lieutenant and that was ages ago.” She laughs and you feel light with relief for whatever reason.

“Laswell.” A deep voice sighs out from behind her.

“Well don’t be too excited to see me.” She says to him.

You get the message to exit the room and do so. He walks with her to the kitchen, offers her a drink then they both go to his office and from the sound of it have a pretty heated conversation. Not that you were eavesdropping or anything.

��——-

It was hours before she left and when she did John didn’t seem too happy. You walk to the door a bit after you hear it shut. John stands there running a hand through his hair.

“You okay?” You stupidly ask as he rubs his forehead still standing in front of the door although she left 10 minutes ago.

“Yeah doll I’m alright.” He sounds tired and bothered. 

“Okay.” You begin to turn around getting the feeling he doesn’t want you there. 

“Wait, actually I have to leave tomorrow for a while..” He replies quickly. 

“Oh.” You try not to sound too disappointed.

“I’ll leave you a check for six months, if I’m gone longer my checkbook is in the bedside drawer. If you need assistance with anything I have a friend you can call please don’t do it yourself or have someone else do it.” He says as you stand there not getting past the eight month part.

“Six months or longer?” He meets your eyes seeing a hint of sadness.

“Yeah that’s what I can expect.” You suck your bottom lip between your teeth for a second not really knowing how to reply. 

“Are you hungry?” 

“What?” He replies at the random change in topic.

“Would you like to order too much food and watch a movie?” You ask again.

“Sure?” 

“I mean if you’re leaving for months and you seem upset about it then it’s serious and when’s the next time you’ll eat good food, you know?” You explain.

“Italian?” 

“Italian.” 

——————-

You both sit on the living room couch in the dim ambient light while “How to lose a guy in 10 days” plays on the TV, your choice. Empty boxes once filled with pasta and bread now are mostly empty. You tell John every time one of your favorite parts is coming on but not like you even needed to. He can tell by the anxious shake of your foot and slightly raised eyebrow.

“So does he ever find out that it’s for the em magazine and does she find out it’s for a bet?” He asks midway through the movie.

“You’ll have to watch it.” You whisper.

He laughs and for a moment in time he feels content, at ease for once. He feels like this is the moment he’ll recall in the next eight months when nights are cold and he’s spent. 

Your eyes are drifting closed before the movie is over and he watches you find sleep then returns his attention to the tv determined to finish the movie. Once all is done he picks the containers up off the floor quietly and turns the tv off kneeling to the floor to wake you.

“Doll let’s get you to bed.” He whispers in the dark. You're slightly disappointed you fell asleep but your drowsy mind doesn’t let you think too deeply as you bid him a goodnight and head to bed.

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The next morning he was ready to leave at 4AM. Big duffel bag in hand and a backpack. He thinks of waking you to say goodbye and even walks to your door. But he doesn’t not because he doesn’t want to but because he won’t want to leave if he does. Internally he curses himself for wasting so much time avoiding you the previous weeks. 

So he writes a quick note and of course the promised check and heads on his way.

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Next chapter is already written and I’m so excited at the build up!!

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night sky

college au! Adam x fem!Reader

Part 1 ; Part 2 ; Part 3 ; Part 4 ; Part 5 ; Masterlist

Summary: Make up, make out- I MEAN!!!

CW/TW/TAGS: SMUT! College Au, Adam is his own warning, semi public sex, misogyny, insecurities on readers side, referenced mental health issues, outdoor sex, squirting, oral sex fem receiving, fingering, controlling behaviour, angst, fighting, making up, manipulative behaviour, jealousy, breeding kink, creampie, tell me if i missed smth

You have been spending an embarrassing amount of time staring into the mirror and stalking Eve’s Instagram account. If anyone ever catches you going insane over a guy like that you would just drop dead on the spot. Not even Judas made you crazy like this.

Part of you feels bad about having violated Adam’s privacy like that. The other part couldn’t give less of a fuck.

He does it all the time so why shouldn’t you??? Equality, or whatever.

After finding the pictures and video on Adam’s phone you have been back on your avoidance trip. You haven’t felt this inadequate before. Well, you have. You haven’t felt this bad in a while. Your careful build up self confidence was gone just like that.

You are pretty sure Adam hates you a bit. It wasn’t bad where you were completely ignoring him. You still text him back (When you feel like it), and talk to him (When he comes to you). He’s becoming restless, you can feel it. Might have to do with the sex ban. Or maybe you keep making excuses about how busy you were.

You tell Adam you’re going to the cafeteria with your friends, and suddenly he’s also there with Lute. Watching you. You work a shift and oh! What a coincidence! He needs to replace his guitar strings! Of course he has to be in the store and talk your ear off your whole shift. Probably has to do with Lucifer turning up that one time.

You text him you can’t hang out, since you have to study in the library. Hanging out just means Adam trying to take your clothes off and you refusing. You can’t stand the idea of not being covered around Adam right now. Wiping Adam’s memory of your body clean would be a dream right now.

Well, you can’t really drown in your insecurities when you keep yourself busy. So you typed away on your laptop, trying to get your last paper for the semester done. You are free after this, all exams are written and assignments submitted. Then you could finally fall into a coma for a week. After that you’re back to working extra shifts for minimum wage with annoying costumers.

Someone pulled out the earphone out of your ear by the cord, you jumped slightly, bashing your knee against the table.

“Motherfu- Adam! Stop sneaking up on me.” You whisper yelled at Adam.

You both were alone in this section, its your hidden little gem. No one around, so technically you could yell at him, but you also don’t want to draw attention to you both.

“Hey, baby. You really know how to make a man search for you. This here your little corner?” He chuckled at you, while pulling out the chair besides yours. He plopped down, his thigh brushing against your knee.

Adam was leaning towards you, his breath fanning against your cheek. You could smell his cologne, “Made me think for a sec that you weren’t here. But you are a good girl, aren’t you? Always telling me truthfully where you are and with who.”

Man, you really were whipped for Adam, because this was turning you on.

Adam grasped the nape of your neck into his rough hand, he easily crossed the small distance between you two and smashed your lips together. He gently bit your lower lip and then brushed his tongue against it. You didn’t have much of a chance, opening your mouth for him before your brain could properly catch up to it.

While Adam’s tongue was entangled with yours, you were holding his face in your hands. His one hand, which wasn’t placed gently around your neck, was wandering across your waist and hips. Finally your rational mind hit you in the face. Separating your mouth from Adam’s made his brows furrow unhappily,

“I really have to do get this done.” You mumbled against his wet lips.

“Aw, babe, you’re such a hard worker. You want me to reward you?” His hand moved from your hand into the waistband of your jeans.

Panic flashed through your body. All your mind could conjure up was the horrible realisation that you aren’t pretty enough, you aren’t smart enough, you weren’t form the right social class and you were just straight up not up to Adam’s standard.

It’s not just Eve and Lilith, its all the girls he had something with. They were all pretty, decked out in expensive and well fitting clothes, they knew their way around fucking trusts funds and the stock market and whatever else. They live a life you can only dream of.

“Get your hand off of me!” You couldn’t help but snap at Adam defensively.

Adam followed your wish, his hands leaving you. You felt cold without his touch.

You saw Adam bite his lip, taking a deep breath. He was probably trying not to snap back at you.

“What’s the fucking matter with you?” He still ended up hissing at you.

As fast as the emotions boiled over, you felt yourself deflate immediately. You had a hard time staying mad at Adam right now. It’s not really his fault that you’re drowning in self pity.

“..I’m sorry. I don’t know, I’m just stressed..I think.” You focus your eyes on your laptop screen. Being a bad liar keeps biting you in the ass. But well, you are stressed. The fact that Adam is stressing you out is something you were going to keep a secret.

“Mmh, what’s stressing my baby out?” Adam’s hand went to gently brush a few strands behind your ear.

“Life.” Is all you sighed out.

“I know a fool prove stress reliever for that, it’s-“ Adam’s lips were brushing against your ear.

“I swear if you say orgasms…” You side eyed him.

“..Going on a date with me! Get your fucking mind out the gutter, sweet thing. But I wouldn’t say no to fucking you, of course.” Adam kissed your cheek, his lips moving towards your jaw, “You want me to overstimulate you, till you can’t think straight?”

Adam’s stubbles were tickling your skin, you giggled and gently shoved your elbow towards him. Shaking him off successfully, you grasped his jaw into your hand and gave his lips a quick kiss. You had to be quick, otherwise he would rope you into a make out session.

“I need to be able to think, so no thank you. Don’t pout like that. Go jerk off or something.” You continue to type away on your laptop, while reading through some paragraphs of the open book laying down besides you.

“Agh, flash me at least your pussy. Or! Send me a nude! Wouldn’t that be romantic?….I would even take you fucking bending over with all your clothes on. Please?” Adam went to rub his cheek against your shoulder while trying to give you puppy eyes.

You snorted at him, yeah as if.

“You are a distraction, Adam.”

“Love how you say my name. Do it again just breathier and more high pitched. Kinda like this ‘Adam~ Adam pleeeaseee~’ “ He mocked your moans from how ever many nights ago.

You felt yourself flush from embarrassment and shoved his face away, while he laughed at you.

“Leave or be quiet.” You told him sternly.

Adam wrapped his arms around your waist, while he still chuckled at his own joke. He laid his head across your shoulder,

“I will be a good boy, Mummy.” He cheekily told you.

You shifted around in your uncomfortable chair. This guy will be the death of you. Shaking your head at him, you went to fully focus on your work.

Adam seemed to struggle more with staying focused than you. His fingers drummed against your thigh, against the desk and all over your arm. He blew air against your ear, and played around with your hair. His legs kept bouncing around and he was constantly humming something. Adam took your one hand into his own, and played around with your fingers. He fiddled around with the rings in your fingers and he kept trailing his finger tip over your ring finger.

“..You have a hard time staying still?” You decide to ask Adam.

“Why the fuck do you ask?” He seemed defensive.

You just shrugged your shoulders, “Just wondering. I don’t mind, I can focus no matter how loud or busy it is.”

“Oh yeah? Why ask me to be quiet then?”

“…It’s hard to focus with you around. It semi works if you don’t talk.” It’s true, it’s just his looks and smell and everything that makes your head spin.

Adam grinned happily at that, “Babe, you just admitted that you find me soooo irresistible. Want me bad, huh?”

“I want to keep my scholarship more than anything.” You mumbled under your breath.

“Yeah, yeah. I fucking get it. It’s sexy that you’re such a hard worker. Means you also work hard to jump on this dick.”

“I don’t have to work hard for that.”

“You callin’ me a whore?” Adam asked with faux offence.

“I would describe you more as a slut.” You joke back at him.

Adam lifted your hand in his up to his fingers and lightly bit down on your bare ring finger. You wiggled your trapped finger around.

“At least you’re a loyal slut!” You tell him cheerily.

Adam laughed at your words. He kissed the back of your hand and moved his face towards your own. His lips locked with yours and he brushed his tongue against your soft lips.

“ ‘M totally your slut, baby.” He mumbled against your lips.

You snorted at that, pushing at his shoulders to create some space. Snickering into the air, you rested your forehead against his shoulder. His hands were on your waist, brushing all over your body.

“Dude, I really need to get the first draft done today.” You grumbled into his shirt.

“I’m here for emotional and sexual support, babe, go ahead and work.” Yeah, if this was so easy you’d be done already.

It took you longer than necessary to finish your first draft. Whenever you moved around to get new books, or put some away Adam always made sure to grope and slap your ass. He fumbled around with your shirt to get off as many buttons as possible, before you slapped his hand away. Occasionally he put his head on your lap, but you had to yank him away by his hair because he buried his face in between your legs. One time you dropped a book and when you crawled under the table he sleazily asked you if you were going to give him under desk support. Sometimes you wished he would drop dead.

After you were finally done, your head was basically smoking. Adam was happily drumming his fingers against his thighs, waiting for you to finish packing your things.

“I’m going to take you home, honeypot. There we can have some real fun.” Adam was basically beaming with excitement.

“Dude, no…I have to get some sleep in.” You also wanted to hide away and be alone with your thoughts.

“Shit. Fuck. Let me at least drive you home.” Adam grasped your packed bag into his hand.

Adam was getting bolder and bolder with his display of affection in public, which was kind off stressful regarding your ex is his drummer. You aren’t quite sure why you would want to protect Judas feelings. Maybe you just don’t want to be labeled as a slut.

Are you a slut?

Probably. It doesn’t matter in the end.

Adam dragged you into his side by your waist. His hand slipped into the back pocket of your jeans. At least the library was rather empty.

“How much longer am I going to be on your shit list for, baby? What can I do to have you forgive me?” He whispered in your ear.

Right. You told him you weren’t going to sleep with him because he pissed you off. You’re such a genius actually.

“Till my bruise is finally faded.” You pushed your cheap bracelets to the top of your arm to show the stubborn bruise which haunted your relationship with Adam.

“Shit. It’s still there?” Adan gently took your wrist into his hand, giving it a soft kiss. His finger marks were clearly imprinted on your skin, “I swear to you, my heart, this will never happen again. I am going to make sure you will be the happiest woman alive.”

You snorted sarcastically at that, “Alright. Whatever you say.”

“I’m being dead fucking serious.”

“You better be, because I’m going to murder you if do something like that ever again.” You ended up snapping at him, while yanking your bruised wrist out of his grasp.

Next time you were going to just not fuck a guitarist in a bathroom. It would save you a lot of heartache and trouble.

At least Adam really looked remorseful. He was also seemingly more aware of his strength, he’s much more careful with the way he handles you.

The rest of the walk to the car was uneventful. You talked Adam’s ear off about your work and he at least had the decency to nod his head and ask questions when it was appropriate. You were hoping to bore him to death with it, but he seemed genuinely interested in what you do. Or maybe he was a good actor? Judas on the other hand couldn’t care less about what you had to say, on any topic.

In the car Adam told you about his plans or lack of. He always gave you a glance when he said he is free all day Thursday and man, the weekend is going to be sooo boring with him alone. Totally not suspicious. You rolled your eyes at him while laughing.

Once Adam’s car stopped in-front of your home, you gave him a kiss. When you pulled away, he immediately yanked you back in to his mouth. Adam hummed against your lips,

“Text me, baby, alright?”

You nodded at him, with a soft voice you told him, “Of course. Thanks for driving me home, Adam.”

“Mmh, everything for my pretty slut.”

He does have to ruin most soft moments. Biting your tongue, you got out of the car and swung your bag over your shoulder. Unlocking the door, you waved at Adam who was watching you closely, and got into the ugly building. Walking up the stairs, you got into your apartment and threw yourself into your bed. FUCK.

A nap will be great.

———

Two cake transport boxes were in your hands, and your two companions on your sides were little help. Judas was begging right now, something about an oral exam and how he needed your notes for that. Bernadette on the other hand was talking your ear off about some new cowboy inspired club that opened and how you totally need to go there. Ugh.

You were a bit late. Usually you’re punctual, but you kind of overslept and then you had to go back because you forgot your baked desserts. With quick steps you walked towards the picnic tables and little grill stationed at the green campus. It was filled with the exorcists girls and Adam at the grill. Everyone was having obvious fun.

Bernadette shoved her phone into your face, causing you to nearly stumble and fall over. It took a bit to focus your eyes on the screen. A mechanical bull?

“Oh. Those are cool.” You simply told her. Finally reaching the table, you slammed down the boxes in front of Monica and Dymphna in exhaustion. Adam was watching you with curious eyes.

“You like riding the bull?” Bernadette asked you with a grin, her eyes wandering briefly towards Adam. The news of yours and Adam’s reconciliation was taken in differently by your friends.

Monica and Dy eagerly opened the boxes, taking a look at what you baked for them. They were supposed to bring something for this get together, but they were both horrible bakers and only self made things were allowed. They were lucky that you have been doing lots of stress baking. You couldn’t quite decide if you should lose weight, gain weight, gain muscles, have less muscles, be shorter, be taller. So! Baking!

“I don’t think you’re funny.” You told her with a glare.

“That’s okay, this is mostly for my own entertainment.” Bernadette shrugged your words off.

“Light of my life-“ Judas placed his hand on your shoulder.

“Don’t touch me.” You immediately slapped his hand off of you.

“-I need your assistance for this. I am begging yooooouuuu!” His voice turned annoyingly whiny and high pitched.

“When’s your exam?” You sighed heavily.

“..10 minutes.”

“10-?!….You should pick a god to pray to. That’s the only thing that can help you now.”

“Ha Ha. Coming from the atheist. I just need to to take a look at your notes, I swear! Nothing more.” He had his hands clasped together.

“Does it look like I have any notes on me?!” You exploded at Judas, while gesturing wildly to your body. Besides the boxes, the only thing you had on you was a purse as big as your hand, “I can’t help you. You’re on your own.”

Monica was cutting open a bread roll, and placed some sauces, vegetables and meat in it.

While you and Judas continued to discuss the logistics of you driving home to send him your notes (it would take you at least 20 minutes and you don’t want to).

“What are you guys up to this weekend?” Bernadette asked her other friends, while listening to you and Judas.

“Oh! Oh! We are planning this romantic dinner and then-“ Dymphna excitedly told her dear friend.

“Well, I have decided we will go to the new club that opened. Girls get free entry and 50% off on drinks! We haven’t had a proper girls night in a while…Sorry you can’t take your new boo with you.” The last sentences from Bernadette was obviously addressed towards you, with the way she was wiggling her brows at you. She showed your friends the page of the club, and they were scrolling through the posts.

“You won’t help me out cause you got a new boyfriend? That’s cruel….. Who is it?”

“I- Okay- I’m going to go now,” You pointed at the mass of brownies, cake and cupcakes you baked, “I don’t want any leftovers, I can’t see that stuff anymore.”

Monica handed you the sandwich she had been making, extra for you, “Thank you again. Love you!”

“I love you more!” Dy tried to out do her girlfriend.

“I love you most!” Bernadette yelled out.

You took it and shoved the food into your mouth, while waving everyone goodbye. Avoiding eye contact with Adam and ignoring Judas questioning yells of who you are with, you made your way to the bus station. Someone called in sick so you sacrificed your free day to work.

Shit, you wanted to yell at Judas for giving Lucifer your number. Whatever, you have a feeling Judas won’t stay away for long.

Adam took a brownie from the tray, taking a bite from it, “Man, that’s some good shit.”

And you were so not going to that club.

———

Your pretty underwear was uncomfortable, pinching and rubbing. At least your bra was doing its job of pushing up. You might rock the look of a sexy cowgirl but you would prefer to just…Be at home how you planed.

Learning how to say no was now your priority.

Once you finally got in, after standing in the long line for god knows how long, you made your way into the club with your friends. Bodies against bodies, the music was blaring and the light was going to give you a headache. Man, this will be great.

It didn’t take long for you to lose sight of your friends. You decided to get something to drink. Pushing your way through people, you stumbled towards the bar and waited for someone to take your order.

“Heya! What a surprise to see you here!” Ugh. Judas.

You just grimaced at him.

“You want to share who your new-“

“Dude. Seriously. Drop it.” You waved him off.

Judas frowned, “Is it someone I know?”

“Ugh…By the way, what the fuck are you doing just giving my number out?”

“What? To who did I give your number again…?”

“Lucifer.”

“Luci… Oh! No, sweetie, I gave it to Lilith. She said you guys have some seminar together?”

Oh, they’re good. You will give them that.

Shaking your head at that, you decide to ignore Judas.

“Here, you can have the rest of my pack. Sorry for causing any inconvenience, bae.” Judas pressed a pack of cigarette into your hands in an attempt at an peace offering. He winked at you, grabbed his drink and walked off.

Finally the bartender came towards you, and for a second you blanked out completely.

“Can I get a uhh, fuck….Red russian?” You dug your nails into the wood of the bar.

Handing you your drink, the bartender asked if you wanted to open a tab. Thinking it over for a second, you decided against it. You gave him a bill and told him to keep the rest. Grasping the cold glass into your hand, you looked around for your friends. You felt someone bump against you roughly, and when you turned your head to look to your side you made eye contact with the prettiest doe eyes in the world.

Eve looked at you apologetic, her full, glossy lips opened to probably spew out apologies. She was shorter than you and in your mind, much much more beautiful too. A white dress adored her plump, soft body.

Before you could properly process your actions, you let your wrist lax and your red drink spilled on to her dress. It was quick enough to let it seem like it was because of her bumping into you.

Man you’re a bad person.

“I’m so sorry!”

“So sorry!”

You both called out at the same time. You grabbed some napkins and helped her clean up as best as you could. She thanked you and excused herself to go to the restroom. This will probably haunt you for the rest of your days. It was worth it though.

You drowned your drink down in one go. Usually you drink exactly 0 alcohol. The reason being you are a horrible lightweight, together with your meds causing you to get drunk even faster. The taste of liquor hit your tongue, a fire burning through your body. This is what you get for drinking on an empty stomach.

Placing the empty glass back down on the bar, you walked towards the mechanical bull. Finally you spotted your friends. And Adam. Adam and Lute chatting with your friends. You should have known he’d be there.

You joined them, Monica wrapped her arm around you. Your eyes were on the bull, a girl was on there right now. She was doing okay. It was very hot though, watching her hips move like that. Would you also look good like that?

“Are you thinking off getting on?” Lute asked you.

“I’m honestly considering it. It would just be embarrassing if I fall off right after a few seconds…” You said as you watched the girl tumble off, “I saw a girl do like, fucking stunts on this thing!”

“It’s really impressive. I will be cheering for you.”

“With those thighs? Babe, you’re going to crush that shitty robot!” Adam cheered you on.

Nobody else seemed to be getting in. Whatever, you were just going to blame it on the one drink you had. Liquor courage or maybe you’re just stupid and out to embarrass yourself. Hauling yourself into the area, you skill fully swung yourself on the bull.

Once you were comfortable sat and grasped the strap into your hand, you felt the bull start to shift around. It started slow, rocking back and forth. It started to speed up faster than you anticipated, throwing you around. You were sure one of your friends was filming this.

Adam and Lute kept true to their words, they were cheering you on. Hollering louder than anyone else. You couldn’t help but giggle at that.

In your mind you were doing good, looking sexy as fuck, in reality you probably looked like a fish out of water. Whatever, you were just going to live with your delusions. After a few more seconds you were thrown off, hitting the padded ground.

You quickly got up again, flipping your hair out of your face. With shaky knees you made your way back towards your friends and whatever you could classify Adam as.

“Baby! You were doing so well! Nearly broke the record.” Adam helped you back down, setting you down besides him.

“Thanks! It was pretty cool.” You giggled breathlessly.

Bernadette grasped your elbow into her dainty hand and pulled you towards her, “Girls night! Bye, Boo!”

And with that Bernadette yanked you and your friends towards the dance floor. It didn’t take long for you to split from them, making your way to the restroom. Fuck there was a line. Life is really the worst.

After painful minutes of you standing around, chatting with random drunk girls who you immediately fell in love with, starring at your phone screen and smiling at the cringe texts Adam sent you, you finally got in. Doing your business and taking your rings and bracelets off to wash your hands, it took you less time to do all that than standing around. Putting your rings back on, you shoved your bracelets into your jeans pocket. You didn’t want the other girls to wait for you to get finally done.

Getting out of the restroom, you tried to orient yourself. Maybe you should stoop just wandering off or maybe you should just stay home.

“Watch out!” A sultry, feminine voice called out towards you.

Someone pulled you to the side, at the right moment. A waiter tripped and spilled the tray of drinks everywhere. You can’t imagine getting that tray smashed into your head.

“Oh my god. Thank you so much.” You looked back to see a beautiful, tall blonde woman smile down at you. Oh no. She’s beautiful.

“Oh dear! That was close!” Lucifer commented, “Good call, Lili.”

Ah so that’s Lilith. Adam why couldn’t you have average looking exes? Does he want to send you back to therapy?

“It’s you! That’s Adam’s..Well.” Luckier trailed off, making some vague gestures with his hands.

“It’s me. The poor cashier you harassed.” You monotonously told him.

Lucifer spluttered around helplessly, trying to defend himself. Lilith on the other hand was checking you out.

“How is he?” She gently asked, her hand reassuringly brushing over Lucifers shoulder. Her wedding ring gleamed even in the low light.

“Good..?” You didn’t quite know what else to say.

In hindsight now, the waiter should have bashed your head in with that tray. That’s better than whatever you have going on here.

“That’s good..” Lilith nodded at you, “You know…I- We know how Adam can be. You’re always free to talk to any of us.”

You wondered who that us included exactly.

“I won’t need it.” You didn’t even bother smiling back at them, you just wanted to leave. Your hand moved to nervously fidget around with your necklaces. It was subtle, the way they eyed your wrist and winced slightly. Shit, that’s right. No bracelet. You quickly crossed your arms behind your back. You probably look shifty as fuck. Great.

“We are probably the last people you want to hear this from,” Lucifer gently started, and you mentally agreed with him.

“But Adam…You should stop seeing him. He’s controlling and has a temper, but I fear you already know that.” Lilith continued. She was searching for the right words. To not scare you off, so you would hear them out.

Lucifer eyes were focused on something behind you, “..And if that isn’t enough, he might not be quite over his last break up.”

You followed his gaze to see Adam stand a few good meters away from you. His body language was tense, clenched jaw and hands made into fists, but the more he talked to Eve the more he seemed to relax.

If there wasn’t such a long line for the restroom you’d probably go there to throw up.

You kind of tuned out whatever else L&L had to say, something about you being a rebound and deserving better. Yeah right. Do they think you’re stupid? Of course you know that Adam is only after your body.

You try to repress the fact that it still hurts.

Turning around on your heels, you walked away from the couple and the heart wrenching sight. Where to? Some uncoordinated steps lead you up the stairs, going straight towards the roof. Opening the door, you hoped that it wouldn’t lock you out. Oh wait, there’s a piece of wood. Jamming it in between door and door frame, you let yourself breath in some fresh air.

Should you be worried that you went through a ‘Staff Only’ door just like that?

Eh, you wouldn’t really care if they threw you out.

Rubbing your hands over your arms, you made the horrible realisation that it’s cold. Looking around, you decided to walk around the entrance, hiding behind the wall. Otherwise someone would immediately spot you.

Rummaging through your purse, you pulled out Judas cigarettes and your lighter. What else were you going to do? Lightening your cig and taking a drag, you tried to collect your thoughts.

Okay. Alright. Squatting on the ground, you rubbed your hands over your face.

So! You’re a rebound. Why are you even hurt? It’s not like you’re together (but why did he call himself your boyfriend?). Maybe he’s also a rebound! Who knows! Sighing into the cold night air, you knew that wasn’t true.

Could you do it? Could you ride this out for as long as possible? Until he gets back with Eve? Until he leaves you? You really didn’t want him to leave. You should really get your shit together, he’s just some guy who can fuck good and you lose all your self respect over him.

He just has you so captivated! You don’t even get why! This is horrible.

Besides, you should remember that Lilith and Lucifer are unreliable sources.

Ashing your cig, you took a look at the ground to see lots of cigarette buts around. So you stumbled upon someone’s smoking spot. Bless whatever fellow minimum wage workers come here to destress.

Should you just ignore your whole conversation with the married couple? Act like nothing happened? You were much calmer now. Taking your last drags, you put out your smoke by your feet. Carelessly throwing the bud away from you, you buried your face in between your knees.

You heard the door quietly open and close, causing you to tense up. Man some employee was going to kick you off now. Maybe you can evade them? Shuffling as quietly as possible around, you tried to peek behind the corner.

You didn’t see anyone? And there were no foot steps? Was it just the wind? Are you officially going to go crazy because of your situationship? What-fucking-ever, you were going to go back. Standing up, you shook out your legs. Let’s just act like the whole thing didn’t happen.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Adam’s seething voice called out to you.

“Oh my fucking-! Stop sneaking up on me!” You spun around, facing him.

“Answer me.” His eyes burned into you.

It took a second for your brain to catch up. You knew he meant you talking to his Sworn Enemies.

“I wasn’t doing anything.” You decided on saying.

Adam clicked his tongue unhappily at you, “Don’t play fucking stupid with me, woman. You should know your fucking place by now.” He was slowly coming closer.

Rolling your eyes at him, you tried to take a few breaths so you wouldn’t blow up at him. Your place? God you hate him.

“I don’t get what you fucking want from me.” You threw your hands up in despair, taking a few steps away from him, “You- You fucking try to control me and then you’re so nice to me! And! And then! You are so angry with me and I don’t even know what you fucking want from me! Then you say that you’re my boyfriend!? Stop treating me like your toy.”

“Toy?! As if you’re any fucking better! I try to make it so fucking clear what I want from you!” Adam flexed his hands in an aggregated fashion.

“Yeah! Be your rebound! Just..Leave me be.”

“What the hell are you yapping about?” Adam suddenly inhaled sharply, pinching his nose bridge, “Those fucking snakes…”

“It’s not them! I saw the nudes of Eve on your phone!” You stomped your feet at him.

“What fucking- You went through my phone?! Are you out of your damn mind?!” Adam stuttered around.

“You go through my phone all the time??” You were actually losing your mind. At least he was right with one thing.

“That’s fucking different!” Adam went through his hair with his hand.

“How is it different exactly?” You dug your nails into your palms.

“Well, first off. I’m the guy-“

“Oh my god…” You interrupted him.

All you could do is laugh at this whole situation. Adam frowned at you.

“Baby, let’s not be like that. Cmon, tell me what you talked about with those assholes.” Adam tried to catch flies with honey now. Ugh.

“I actually think we should talk about you not being over Eve.” You loved poking the bear actually.

“I am over that betraying whore! Why else would I run after you?!” He was slowly but surely reaching his limit with you. Ha Ha.

“Yeah right. Why keep those pictures then?” Does he think you’re that stupid?

“I forgot I even had them.” He mumbled out guilty.

You rolled your eyes at him, “Yeah right.”

“What does it fucking matter to you? You’re the one still being best buds with damn Judas.”

“I was scolding him for giving my number to Lucifer!”

“Oh.” Adam rubbed his neck, carefully eyeing you, “You have a really interesting way of asking what we fucking are.” He tried to change the topic.

You scoffed at him. He’s so annoying.

Part of you isn’t surprised that Adam kept those pictures and even the video. It wasn’t for blackmail purposes, that you were sure off. It was for the same reason Adam reacts so violently towards Lucifer, as if it happened yesterday.

Adam has never let go of anything that ever happened to him.

That realisation quietly hit you. He hangs on to wrong doings from the past, which shouldn’t matter anymore. But they dedicate his every step. He fuels himself with spite and the knowledge that he is supposedly better than them.

You blinked at Adam, softly exhaling. The fury has left your body.

“That’s okay. I now know what we are.”

Adam looked at you confused and when he saw you turn around to leave, panic filled his body. He lunged forward, grasping your shoulder in his hand and spinning you around.

“You don’t know shit. Don’t leave. I will delete everything. Every picture, every video, every contact you don’t like. I will do it all…Just don’t leave.” Adam gently cupped your face into his big hands. His eyes were pleading.

“..You don’t even know me. I don’t get you.” You whispered. Adam’s eyes were searching yours. You weren’t quite sure what he was looking for.

“You’re such a bitch. You really don’t remember? And I always thought you were fucking ignoring me on purpose…” Adam leaned his head forward, brushing his nose against yours. He quickly pulled away again, not wanting to get distracted by you.

You simply furrowed your brows in confusion at him.

Adam pressed you against his chest now, leaving soft kisses at the top of your head. You simply let your arms hang at your side, you don’t want him to think he’s forgiven.

“You remember those compulsory course in theology we had to do during freshmen year?” He mured against your ear.

You don’t actually. To your own defence you don’t remember much before your college sophomore year. It was all successfully repressed, tucked away somewhere where it would hopefully not come to haunt you. You do remember your friends saying you were a huge bitch during freshmen year. Why they still wanted to befriend you is a huge mystery to you still.

You didn’t quite know how to be a person back then.

Shaking your head carefully, you let Adam continue his story.

“We were in the same course. Got put into a project together, just us. Fuck, you were a real cunt. Constantly fighting with me over everything. A honest to god know it all. Then you also had the audacity to critique my music taste? Told me that I need to listen to music outside of Daddies sphere.” He laughed into your hair at the memory, while you were embarrassed by your past self.

“Mmh, we talked a lot about music. Mostly you making recommendations and me being mad that they were actually good. One time I threatened you with my mother, which just confused you. It was weird to know that you didn’t know who I was. I was just an annoying, sexy, nobody in your eyes.”

That’s right, his mother is the chancellor of the weird private, christian college you both go to. To be honest you only found that out from your friends, who told you after you hooked up with Adam. You live behind the moon or something.

“You like me because I was mean to you? You are a real masochist.” You mumbled against his shirt.

“Only for you, baby! I had such a hard time getting ahold of you? And then you turned up with fucking Judas and god I wanted to kill him. You changed, too. You’re happier. I like that. It suits you.” Adam had his arms wrapped around you.

You finally lifted your own arms, to hug Adam back.

“I don’t want you to be a rebound. I want you to be my fucking…girlfriend. The whole package. I want everyone to know we are together, I want to leave fucking hickeys on your neck, I want you to come to me whenever you’re sad or- or mad or when you have a problem. I want you to yell and scream at me, to punch me and bite me, be as mean as you want, baby. I need to be with you. Please?” Adam was now holding you infront of him, still close of course. You don’t think you have seen him this vulnerable before. His hands were shaky.

“You don’t have to answer now-“ He tried to deflect, he was pulling back.

“I want that too! It’s just..You can’t keep doing that. I can’t be with you, if you let the past control you like that. Yelling at me won’t be good, for either of us. You have to talk to me like I’m your equal, not your possession.” You told him with teary eyes, “This can’t work if we both keep being so angry.”

Adam nodded at your words, and sighed, “Yeah, yeah. We can totally work on that together though!” He pressed you against himself again.

“I don’t think you want to be with me.”

“Why fucking not? Just cause you’re a bit crazy? Don’t you know about the Hot-Crazy scale, babe?”

“Well…You won’t meet my parents for one.”

Adam shrugged at that, “That’s good news.”

“And it’s not just freshmen year that I don’t really remember. It’s everything before that too.” It felt shameful to confess this.

Adam’s hand brushed over the back of your head, “That bad, huh? That’s okay with me, baby.”

“My friends are my family now, though. So you have to be nice to them. They…Fuck. They forced me into therapy and still pay for my meds.” You wanted to hide away.

“Mmh, I can pay for your meds. I can pay for everything.” He buried his nose into your hair.

“Yeah, no. I don’t want you to waste your money on me.”

“ ‘S not wasted if I spend it on you.” Adam tilted your head, looking into your eyes.

“You’re going to start sucking my dick again?” He breathlessly asked you.

“Dunno. Let’s delete the folder and we will see how I feel.” You told him with an eye roll.

Adam immediately whipped out his phone and went with you through his gallery.

“I can’t actually believe that girls just send those to you.” You have never seen so many tits in one night.

“What can I say? Bitches love me. You have lots of competition.” He snickered at his own bad joke.

Once he saw how unhappy you looked, he immediately tried to back track.

“You’re so funny, Adam. How about some more weeks of celibacy?” Your voice dripped with sarcasm.

“NO! You know my dick gets only hard for you. Don’t be like thaaatt.” He was whining.

“Pft. Now, delete everything out of deleted folder so it’s gone for good.”

“Yes ma'am. Any contacts that need to go too?”

“..How about we block Eve?” You asked carefully.

Adam snorted at that, “Sure, if you bock Judas.”

“Deal.” You both shook hands and exchanged phones, you blocked Eves from his and Adam blocked Judas from your phone.

“..What do you have in your hidden folder?” You asked Adam, finger hovering over it.

“Fucking nothing!” He quickly tried to get his phone out of your hand. You were quicker, hiding it behind your back.

“Adam, seriously?” You really shouldn’t have trusted him after all. What of Eve is in there?

“Fuck. Don’t look at me like that. I will show you, if you promise to be open fucking minded.” He grumbled unhappily.

You nodded carefully at him, handing him back his phone.

Adam nervously unlocked the folder, watching you closely for your reaction.

Your mouth fell open in shock, “That’s me! It’s all me. Why is it me?”

You looked at Adam for answers, but he was too busy hiding his face from you. Focusing back on his phone, you saw the screenshots and screen recordings of old as dirt social media posts. Did he black out Judas face? That’s kind of funny.

“You took a picture of me sleeping?!” You zoomed in on that picture.

It must have been when you first slept over at Adam’s place. You were passed out on his chest, and you could see the proud grin on his face.

“Enough now!” He snatched his phone out of your hand. His face was burning in embarrassment.

Some sick part of you felt flattered. You don’t think anyone has ever been so into you.

“The most fucking important thing we need to decide on, babe, is this. Is today our anniversary or when I bend you over the sink in the bathroom?” His mouth was near your ear, whispering seductively into. Ah, he was trying to distract you.

“Of course you would remember the day we first fucked.” You giggled at him.

Adam smashed his lips into your own, to shut you up. He herded you against the wall, pressing against you with his much larger body. His hands rested on your hips, rubbing circles into the flesh.

“There’s one thing I want to ask off you.” You mumbled against his lips.

“Whatever you want, my heart.” He moved to kiss your jaw and neck. When he said he wants to leave hickeys on your neck he really meant it, huh?

“Let’s, uh, keep our relationship on the down low first. I need to be the one who tells Judas about us. Ah, Adam. Since he kind off hates yoooouuuu.” Adam’s hand wandered over your clothed pussy while you talked, rubbing you through your jeans.

“Ugh, that asshole. Fuck, that reminds me…Baby, babe, you want our relationship to be based on honesty, right?”

Do you really? You carefully agreed with him.

“If I promise not to harass Judas over having the better dick, I need you to promise me to stay with me after I tell you this.” He looked into your eyes, his tongue was nervously wetting his lips.

“Oh god, what did you do? Did you fuck another girl? I can excuse that by saying we weren’t officially together.” You were a bit scared.

“What? Fuck no. There’s only you, baby.” Adam looked at you irritated.

He took your face into his hands and squished your cheeks together. That seemed to cheer him up, with the way he grinned at you.

“So…Where to start? Mmh, baby, you know how Judas was always running his mouth about you?”

You nodded carefully at him.

“It was actually kept strictly confidential aaalll in the band. How I hate that guy. Living my dream of getting to fuck you, to be with you? And he acted so fucking ungrateful. I kept just thinking if only that was me. Tell me, baby, who told you about what was Judas saying about you?” He seemed happy with it all.

“Monica and Dy…?” It sounded more like a question than a proper answer.

“Yeah, it took three fucking training sessions for them to listen in to me and Lute. We talked extra loud around them too! Gossiping bitches..”

It took you a few seconds for your brain to connect everything.

“..Let me get this straight..You let it leak through that Judas was shit talking me to my friends, so that they would tell me and I would break up with him?…All that work just to fuck me?”

That’s actually kind off hot of him but it’s best if he doesn’t know you are into this. Otherwise who knows what he would do.

“Not just to fuck. To keep you to myself. You’re all mine now, aren’t you? So it was all fucking worth it.”

He seemed like an apex predator to you. His big body, strong arms and legs. You were at practice a few times, you saw him in action. He’s like a beast. And the way he always grinned at you? He was going to eat you whole.

You pulled Adam’s face into your own by the his shirt. Both your lips collided into each other. Adam grabbed your ass, squeezing and groping as much as he could.

“You have been crushing on me for how long now? We are at the end of our Junior year after all.” You couldn’t help but giggle out in between kisses.

“Shut uuupp.” Adam buried his face into the crock of your neck. He had to bend awkwardly down for that.

“Adam, love.” You softly called out to him.

“What? Want to make fucking fun of me some more?” He rubbed his hands over your hips and back.

“You don’t wanna consummate your new relationship with me?” You gently played with his hair while speaking.

Adam immediately straightened his back, looking at you with raised brows, “Don’t mess with me, baby. My balls are arching for some relief. You want me to bend you in half on this roof?”

“Please?” You looked up at him, batting your eye lashes.

Adams lips immediately attached to your neck, licking and sucking marks into the sensitive skin. He reached out to unbutton your jeans, shoving his hands into your wet panties. He let his finger explore your pussy freely. Stroking through your folds, rubbing at your clit.

Your hand was in Adam’s hair, tugging gently at the soft strands. Your other hand went towards his shoulder, digging your nails into the shirt he was wearing. Adam entered his finger into your wet pussy, pressing his palms against your clit.

“Take off your shirt.” He mumbled into your neck, lifting his head.

You quickly reached towards your shirt, pulling it off over your head. Carelessly throwing it on to the floor, you let Adam admire your body.

Your arms came up to cross over yourself, self consciousness eating away at you.

Adam’s one hand easily wrapped around both of your wrists and he pinned them against the wall over your head.

“My poor, little baby. How could I ever let you think anyone is prettier than you? You’re so precious to me.” Adam pressed his forehead against yours. His voice was barley above a whisper.

His ring finger pressed against your entrance, slowly stretching you open. Your mouth opened and let out a helpless moan. Adam took the opportunity to shove his tongue down your throat.

He scissored you open, slowly but surely. His palm pressed more against your clit, causing your hips to grind against it. Shit. Fuck. Hot pleasure washed over your body. Damn Adam and the effect he has over your body.

“You going to cum all over my fingers? You like when I fuck you up with them? Yeah? I have to, babe, otherwise I’d split you in half.” He mumbled out in the air.

When you strained your wrists against his hold, he tightened his grip. He pressed your wrists down against the wall more.

“Adaaam. Need you bad. Faster! Please?” You whined out, begging for more.

“How about you beg some more? You were pretty mean to your boyfriend earlier.” He seemed very happy to call himself your boyfriend.

He buried his nose into the valley of your breast. Leaving more marks on your skin.

“Uggghh. My…Fuck!..My fingers can’t reach as far as yours. I neeeeeed you Adam. Can’t get off without you. Please faster?” You looked at Adam with pleading, teary eyes.

“That’s what Daddy likes to hear.” He murmured into the fat of your breasts.

He sped up the motions of his fingers. Rubbing against the sensitive spot inside of you. He knows your body better than you at this point. He made the come hither motions with his finger’s you loved so much, you moaned out for Adam.

You wrangled your wrists more against Adam’s grip. The pleasure was overwhelming you. Before you knew it you clamped down on Adam’s fingers while cuming around them. Adam helped you ride out your orgasms. He gently removed his fingers.

Adam gave you a quick kiss, before he kissed down your body. He kneeled down in front of you now, tugging your jeans down.

“Damn it, again with those fucking shoes.” Adam cursed, while he untied them for you.

You giggled at him and buried your hands in his hair. Messing his hair up. Adam grumbled at you, but he also didn’t stop you. He helped you out of the shoes and out of your jeand and panties.

When you tried to cross your legs, Adam immediately placed his big hands on your thighs to keep them apart.

“Fuck, I missed this pussy. Can’t believe you kept us apart.” Adam’s lip immediately attached to your clit.

You threw your head back, sobbing at the overwhelming feeling. Adam moved so he put your leg over his shoulder. The noises of his slurping filled the air, together with your moans.

Adam moved so he could wiggle his tongue inside of you, taking in as much as your slick as possible. Shit. He wrapped his lips around your pussy lips, gently tugging.

“Adam! Don’t be mean.” You moaned out while yanking on his hair.

Adam chuckled and went back to your clit. Drawing patterns into your clit with his tongue.

You held on to Adam’s hair, to grind your pussy on to his face. Desperately trying to get off, using Adam for your own pleasure. He didn’t seem to mind that much, you could tell from the raging boner in his pants. His heavy dick strained against his zipper.

You can’t wait for him to fuck you again.

Covering your face with your arm, you felt your toes curl as you came all over Adam’s face. Through your hazy mind you were sure you heard him mumble ‘Fuck Yeah’. He licked you clean, while you came down from your high.

Adam sat down on the floor and pulled you down with him. You gasped in surprise, while he sat you down on his lap. He turned so he could rest his back against the wall, while he unzipped his pants. Adam freed his hard dick from his pants,

“I need you to ride my like you rode that bull. That was hot as fuck. Could have busted a nut from the sight alone.” Adam rubbed his tip against your entrance.

You nodded at Adam. Taking in some breaths, you let yourself slide down his thick dick. Adam grasped your hips in his hand, holding on to you.

“Ah, shit. Great fucking sight. Your pussy is the best in the game, baby.” Adam grunted out. He had to hold himself back from fucking into you.

You reached towards your tits, moving so they spilled out of your bra. Pinching your nipples and rolling your hips into Adam’s. He gripped your hips tighter, helping you grind down on to him.

“How bout we do some of this?” Adam asked you.

He moved your hips in a similar fashion the bull did. You gasped at that, letting your head fall forward on to his shoulder. Moving your head to the side, your lips found themselves at home around Adam’s neck. If he can cover you in hickeys so can you.

Adam’s eyes were focused on your pussy. He watched you mesmerised, like he couldn’t believe this was truly happening.

“You need to fucking relax your pussy, baby. You’re dripping all over my pants.” Adam laughed breathlessly at that, he didn’t actually seem mad at that, “You like creaming around my dick?”

“Love it.” You mumbled out.

All you could think about was Adam’s dick rubbing into you, his hands on you and his grunts and moans.

Adam planted his feet on to the ground, and started to fuck in to you. You threw your head back, holding on to Adam’s shoulders. He let his hand wander form your hips toward your pussy, massaging your clit.

Your mouth fell open, you could feel another orgasm approach. While you recognised that feeling, it felt unfamiliar at its core. The pressure quickly build up in your abdomen. You bit your lips.

“You close? Wanna come with you. Need to flood your fucking womb, baby. Want me to breed you real good?” Adam moaned out, his brows were furrowed and he sped up his fingers against your clit.

“Adam! Feels weird. Shit! Please cum inside..” You sobbed out, pleasure clouding your mind.

“Feels weird..? Shit, this going to be fucking goooOOod. Cmon, baby, you gotta let go. Let go for me and I promise ‘M going to make you feel so damn good.” Adam growled out.

He fucked into you even rougher, his movements losing their rhythm. It didn’t really matter, you followed Adam’s instructions blindly. Letting go felt weird, it felt both wrong and amazing.

Before you realised it, you were gushing all around Adam’s dick. Squirting all over his pants wasn’t on your bingo card for today, but so wasn’t fucking with Adam on a roof.

You hid your face in Adam’s neck, shame burned through you.

Adam came inside of you, pumping his load into your waiting hole.

“Sorry! So sorry!” You couldn’t stop yourself, tears started to flow down your cheeks.

You clutched Adam’s crumbled shirt into your hands, sobbing into his neck.

“Shit. Don’t cry, lovely. That was the hottest thing I have ever seen. I made you fucking squirt? Holy shit. My dick that good, baby?” He soothingly ran his hands over your back.

You simply shrugged your shoulders at him. Sobs still wracked your body. Adam hummed some random song tune, his hand brushing over your hair.

It took a few good minutes for you to calm down, “..That was so embarrassing..” You whispered into the cold night air.

“In what world do you fucking live in? From now on, you need to squirt all over my dick every time we fuck. It’s good for my ego, baby, I swear.” He gently nuzzled his nose against your wet cheek.

“Unless you want to go another round, I need you to hop off my dick now, babe.” Adam gently told you.

You lifted your hips up, his half hard dick slipping out of you, together with a flow of his cum. Moving your hands to properly put on your bra again, you rubbed your hands over your face. Trying to wipe away the rest of your tears.

Adam fumbled around to put his dick away. Hearing you sniffle, he reached out to gently hold your face in his hands.

“I swear to you, you’re the hottest person alive in my eyes. There’s nothing you could do to change that. Yeah?” Adam reassured you.

You simply nodded at him. Adam reached around and took your shirt into his hands. He carefully helped you slip it back on. Getting up on weak knees, you picked up your panties and jeans. Getting re-dressed on a roof sure made you question your life choices.

Adam is your boyfriend now. That sure was a turn. Maybe not. He does talk a lot about getting you pregnant. Maybe it goes beyond being a kink.

You heard Adam curse, turning to look at home while zipping up your pants you saw him brush over his pants unhappily. The wet spot from you was placed right on Adam’s crotch. At least he’s wearing black jeans, it hid it somewhat.

“Looks like I fucking pissed myself! Fucking great. We gotta sneak out of here.”

“It won’t be noticed in the club, the light is shitty there. We just gotta avoid the girls, they’re going to have my head for leaving without you.”

“Yeah, baby, shit like that goes against girl code!” Adam gave your forehead a kiss, “Let’s get fucking going.”

You both sneaked back into the club, and you made sure to avoid everyone you knew. Adam was right behind you, with his hand on your lower back. Leaving the club, you looked at Adam questioningly.

“Uhh, I was planning on getting wasted so Lute drove. Let me get an Uber real quick..” Adam reached for his phone.

“It’s like a 10 minute walk to your home. Let’s go!” You tugged on Adam’s arm towards his home.

He groaned, but still followed you.

“..What did the evil blondes talk with you about?”

“Uhh, something about you being controlling and they hinted at you still loving Eve.”

“Those lying motherfuckers-“ Adam pulled you towards him.

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Ok so I can't screenshot so I'm putting this in the asks but people are talking about netanyahu because he's getting the attention right now. And that's because he's genociding Gaza right now and nothing else of that scale happened since. So of course he's the it girl rn.

Like I wholeheartedly agree with you, we shouldn't be saying people "deserve to die", I just want to point out that I don't like it whenever people go "but why are people talking about this figure (who's getting all the attention right now) and not these other figures? (Who aren't getting attention)"

But TLDR netanyahu's doing some fuck shit that's getting reported on so obviously he's getting talked about the most generally.

To bring it back to the original conversation, people were talking about Putin when the Russo Ukraine war was going on. I saw people get excited at the idea that he might have cancer when that lump on his face showed up. Putin was the it girl and now it's netanyahu.

Look I'm sure you don't mean it this way, but the original comment I was responding to was antisemitic and your comments excusing it are microaggressions.

[Original post for reference]

There are a few things going on here:

1. People are giving a hugely disproportionate amount of attention to Israel's military response to the October 7th massacre in Gaza because they are antisemitic. There have been plenty of humanitarian crises affecting Palestinians in Jordan, Lebanon, Syria, and Egypt, yet the world literally only cares about them if they can use it as a cudgel against Jews. Obviously it's a humanitarian crisis and it deserves attention, and Israel deserves scrutiny and accountability for its actions. But the laser focus on Israel and only Israel belies the true motivation.

2. There are numerous other humanitarian crises happening right now that affect substantially more people, and which are unquestionably genocide. Can you name them? Can you tell me the relevant major players by name? Can you tell me the number of people murdered? Why or why not?

3. Specifically naming Bibi out of every possible vile human one could name, to me, specifically, a Jew - that's extra sus. Taken in combination with the previous points? Yeah, it's antisemitic.

4. The genocide of Ukraine by Russia is still ongoing, and ignorance about it is leading to dwindling support to such an extent that Ukrainians are having to ration bullets to defend themselves with. This one isn't meant as a scold, by the way — the plight of Ukraine is getting intentionally buried. Please don't stop talking about Ukraine, they need all the help they can get.

[And in b4 someone thinks I'm trying to say you shouldn't pay attention to what is happening in Gaza: please DO keep paying attention to Gaza and keep holding Bibi's feet to the fire. He's awful, his policies are awful, and he's encouraging the absolute worst members of Israeli society for his own selfish reasons. The people of Gaza are going through hell and need our help. Just please, for the love of G-d fact check things first and make sure you're not "supporting Palestine" by being antisemitic. Also make sure you are holding Hamas responsible for its part in the humanitarian crisis.]

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Guys. I finally finished book 4.

Sebek doesnt go home for winter break, deciding to stay with Yuu and Grim in Ramshackle (He feels left out by Dia 3 and decides to stay back, not willing to put himself through more heartbreak) (Yuu and Grim dont question him when he appears in front of their dorm with a luggage bag)

Sebek wanted to see Dia 3 off when they leave through the Magic Mirror only to get there with Adeuce Yuu and Grim and find out they leave without bidding him goodbye

Adeuce's opinion on Dia 3 are slowly souring

Bump into Jamil and the rest of Scarabia!! Decide to help them with cooking. Idc about that theory that the culinary crucible cards that have their bows not properly done r bad cooks SEBEK CAN COOK AND I STAND BY THIS !!!

heads up! Sebeks previous interactions with Jamil (namely the ceromonial robes vignette) has already skewered his personal opinion on him, so he doesnt get suspicious of him until its too late

Something something about how easy it is for Sebek to love admire and respect someone something something about how he lets it blind him to peoples faults sometimes

SEBEK LOVES IT IN SCARABIA OMGG ITS SO WARM. Those green flames in Diasomnia heat JACKSHIT smh

The carpet likes messing around with Sebek and Yuu has to stop him from trying to set it aflame/lh

When they take to the skies, Yuu takes the time to look at Sebek and Grim and just be. Insanely glad that theyre with them (AUGHHH THEY MAKE ME SICKKK)

Kalim's "mood swings" do NOT mix well with Sebek "autism" Zigvolt. Works well in Jamil's favor because Yuu gets upset on both Sebek and Grim's behalf

The whole thing with Yuu unable to say no because of Jamil's UM and Sebek and Grim scolding them, but the former admits that it leaves a sour taste in his mouth if they leave Jamil without helping for some reason

Try to escape and FAIL spectacularly. Try to call the headmage, and Grim eventually tells Yuu to message Adeuce. Sebek messages Jack ("Why do you even have his number in the first place 🤨" "It is none of your concern, human!")

Sebek stops Grim from trying to dig their way out with a spoon, knowing it would be fruitless, and makes him rest

They have the talk with Jamil and the other dorm students !! When Jamil mentions why exactly he needs to be compliant to all of Kalim's wishes, Yuu whispers about how that sounds like someone they know. Sebek tries to ask them what they mean but Yuu says its nothing

Sebek criticizes the Al-Asims and Jamil is surprised by how passionate he is about the topic (Yuu tries their best not to call Sebek a hypocrite with how he's been excusing all of his Wakasama's actions that are CLEARLY hurting him) (Malleus sneezes in Briar Valley)

Jamil also finds out that technically Sebek is a servant as well, although it was by his own will. He questions how Sebek could so easily dedicate his whole life to someone just like that. Yuu agrees, mentioning how his Wakasama doesnt even seem to give him the time of day, which doesnt help

THEY ESCAPE WITH THE HELP OF THE CARPET 🔥🔥🔥 and crash into Octavinelle

Skipping a lot of chapters over here since nothing really changes drastically. Sebek goes with Floyd, Yuu, Grim and Azul to distract Jamil. He plays a board game with Yuu :3

Skipping again, they find out about Jamil's whole scheme and Sebek is CRUSHED to find out that someone he looks up to is actually a bad guy. Jamil once again ignores the teeny tiny guilt he feels upon seeing Sebek's distressed face

Something something about being the one praised for once something something about how Sebek freely gives his love and praise to anyone he believes deserves it and how Jamil feels appreciated even though he wont admit it

OVERBLOT GRAHHHHHH

Flings them to the edge of the desert, Sebek holds onto Yuu and Grim so he would be the one to get the brunt of injuries upon impact. It doesnt help that its cold

OASIS MAKER 🗣️🔥🔥🔥 Sebek uses his crocodile form to carry Yuu and Grim (Yuu was against it because WHAT THE FUCK SEBEK YOURE INJURED)

Fighting Jamil! Sebek connects with Jamil, servant to servant and all that shit, saying that what he's doing wont change a thing. Starts off insulting him ("SEBEK YOURE NOT HELPING???") before going "Will you really let yourself stoop so low and let them take the last laugh!?"

"You have talent and skill that could make others envious, and you're using them for what? Stealing some title? If it was truly yours to begin with, then prove it! Do you really want to become housewarden through such underhanded tactics?" "I truly admire you, Viper, so don't tell me that I placed my faith in someone so imprudent!"

Jamil scolds him, saying that Sebek of all people should understand why Jamil's doing this in the first place. Tells him that he can help him as well, offering his hand. Sebek doesn't take it

He gets in a bit of a funk after that, not being able to understand why Sebek is just okay with being a servant all his life, getting more aggressive with his attacks while the others try to push him back. He still has his hand stretched out towards Sebek, screaming about how he should understand

Azul tells them theyre running out of time, and Jamils going to be too consumed by his blot for any of them to snap him out of it. Against his better judgment, Sebek grabs Jamil's hand, Yuu barely holding onto Sebek's jacket when they tried to pull him back

FLASHBACK!!! Sebek and Yuu finally acknowledge each others existence when they watch the memories play out. When nearing the end, Yuu asks Sebek why he cares so much about this "Wakasama" when its clear that they dont care for him. Sebek doesnt answer

BACK TO THE REAL WORLD!!! Azul tries to convince Jamil to transfer to Octavinelle, and after some thinking decides to extend the invitation towards Sebek. Sebek immediately refuses. Yuu retorts and says the only dorm Sebek is ever transferring to is Ramshackle. (They look at each other like 🤨)

Jamil tells Sebek that he still doesn't understand why Sebek would want to serve someone his whole life. Sebek tells him that he doesn't need him to understand since it's his own decision anyway. Jamil contemplates on his answer

PARTY!!!! Adeuce and Jack FINALLY arrive and fuss over Yuu Sebek and Grim, still not admitting that they were worried

Yuu realizes that Sebek still didnt answer the question. When they ask Sebek about what happened in the memory Sebek feigns obliviousness

Finally back at Ramshackle,,, the ghosts are RELIEVED to see them again. They usher Sebek into the house, noticing how Sebek is SHIVERING

Before Yuu gets in as well, Lilia pops up, saying that they have something to give them. After he gives them the postcard and disappears, Sebek goes out to shout at Yuu to come inside

Yuu shows him the card and Sebek's face FALLS (YOU SEND YUU A POSTCARD BUT NOT. SEBEK. OKAY I SEE HOW IT IS !!!)

Yuu tries to ask him whats wrong, but Sebek says that its getting too cold outside and heads in. Yuu stares at the postcard like it just killed their entire family

"M.D." has a #1 hater and it's YUU 🗣️🔥🔥🔥

EDIT: I FORGOT TO MENTION FUCKKKK Sebek picks the stone up before Grim does, intending to throw it away only to become curious as to why Grim likes them so much. He pockets it instead

AUHUGHUG FINALLY DONE 😭😭😭 im goign to try and finish book 5 next !!

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dress - taylor swift

Lee felix and fem reader

Warning : smut, yn ex is a jerk, very fluffy, last part is inspired by friend (season2 ep 4), being called slut (that's it ig)

(An: I have exams going on its my half yearly, it will end tomorrow plus it's durga puja knocking was very busy with shopping and all I hope you all like it, please interact with my works as it helps me !!)

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT !!

you broke up. It's done. All those things just flashed infront of your eyes, the memories, the kisses, the I love yous, it's all gone, he was cheating on you this entire time.

It meant nothing to him, but it meant everything to you all those 4 years went to a vain, he was manipulating you, mental and physical abuse which you ignored because you were so in love with him. They say in love every wrong becomes rights.

"Excuse me, you will catch cold" your dull eyes meet a boy who have freckles. "Are you okay?" He was holding the umbrella above both of you and you nodded yes "tell me, what's bothering you" that's it. You broke down.

He was scared "can I touch you?" He asked and you replied yes causing him to hug you and you cried harder. "Let's get you home, you will get sick yeah?" You nodded.

"I don't know where you live" that guy said "oh, I'm felix, lee felix" he smiled at you "im y/n and I live here" you pointed him your block "no way, i live here" he smiled "your smile gives comfort" you looked down "well, see you soon" he said "don't you wanna come in?" You turned around

"wouldn't it be a problem for you?" He looked at you "not really" you look dull "well we can-" you were cut off my him "I can come some other day okay?" He smiled and went back waving you goodbye.

It has been 3 months since the break up, will you say you're over him? no. You haven't met that guy since that day, you wanted to show him your gratitude.

"Oh my God, we met finally, I was waiting for you to call me, I'm hurt that you didn't" that voice. You turned around to see it was your ex. You wanted to run away. He grabbed your wrist "let's go yeah?" You grabbed his hand which was holding your hand "you're inflicting me pain".

"Me? i could never ever hurt you" He yelled "it's you who hurts me, you know I love you" you were going to give in but his grasp was so tight, you were pretty sure you have bruise now.

"Look she is hurt, let her go mister" ah that freckle boy you saw, he had 7 more ppl they all look so strong "okay whatever you got new people to fuck, enjoy being a slut".

You were crying, again. You were hurt, again.

"I dare you to say that again" the freckle boy said "she is a-" he stopped "whatever, she is a pathetic whore" uh oh "that's it" felix walked towards him and you tugged him, his eyes soften.

You were there, you can't hear anything. "Hey, yn you're okay?" You smiled and walked away. You were so dumb, stupid, so in love.

Felix ran upto you. "Hey, let's go out" he said, the freckled boy heard a whimper as he turn around he saw you crying. Soon you bursed into tears

"Was I not good enough?" You dont know him, yet you trust him.

Here you are, it has been 2 years since that messy break up took place, you and felix have been extremely close, he is studying computer science and you're doing law.

It's peaceful being with him. Comfortable silence you know? It's not awkward.

"Yn" he called you out

| say my name and everything just stops |

"Yes?" You looked at him. Oh how you melted. "I bought KitKat for you!" He exclaimed smilingly. "You remember?"

"Obviously baby" ah. That nickname which makes you wanna scream, yell, rip off your hairs, you were flabbergasted. He held his hands out "let's go?" And you hold his hand back 'webtoon typa shit' you told yourself.

You were walking peacefully when felix told you to go back you were confused and you heard someone call out your name as you turn back, him.

you were in shock. Felix pulled your hand and you both started walking away. "I didn't feel anything" you were dull "I moved on" you smiled and felix wiped your tears.

It's okay yn, you did it, you thought to yourself.

felix was knocking at your door while saying "yn yn yn yn yn yn-" you finally opened the door "oh my god what do you want, it's 3 am, 3 AM!" You looked at him "it actually 3:15 am but nevermind I saw your lights on so I thought to check up on you" wow, wait what? "What were doing late night?" You looked concerned "Stop making that face or else you will get wrinkles".

Deadass. "Okay okay I wasn't able to sleep" you stopped blocking the door and he let himself in, he saw all the notes, books scattered "Woah there, you're cramming?" He looked at you "im sleepy" you said "you ain't wearing a bra?" He was flabbergasted "buffon, I will sleep and you expect me to wear bra while I'm at my room?".

Fair point.

"Let's sleep" felix took your hands and turned off the lights "you can sleep?" You looked at him "my room was cold and I guess I need something warm enough" he smiled while you both lay down. "What are we?" You both looked at eachother, he replied "anything you wants us to be" oh that stupid smile.

| I don't want you like my bestfriend |

Your head was resting on felixs arm. You both were close. Very close. But you were too sleepy to notice anything. Once you closed your eyes felix heard your snores and you turned to him while grabbing his waist. It's normal for you both to cuddle.

In your dream you both had a family and cute little family, where he took care of you both. It was amazing.

You woke up and saw him holding you tightly as if you were a glass which he doesn't want to let you go and slip so that you will break. The way when you broke he picked every piece of you. He is holding you so that you don't break again.

Your heart flutters, bestfriends feels like this right? Once you removed his hair covering his forehead "yes angel?" He looked at you. You are stucked. You just wanna be his.

Today's class was so hectic "lix" you yelled while hugging him and you saw his friend circle "ayo how's you" minho looked at you, you smiled at him.

Oh how jealous he was "soooooooo" hyunjin came and looked at you "Are you dating?" Hyunjin got a no from you "let's go on a date then".

Felix stopped working. "Well I like certain someone if something doesn't work with them, you can be my side chick" you winked at him.

"If he can't fuck you, you're most welcome to come towards me, I bet my fingers will help you" he smiled "anyways" you looked at felix "why don't we watch some movies".

Felix. His name gives you endorphins. You just want him to hold you. "Morning" you heard while you met him on your way to shopping market "youre coming with me" he smiled at your command "Where are we going?" He laughed.

While you were trying on cloths he was taking your packages "how's this dress?" He looked at you "wow, you look amazing" he whispered as if something took his breathe away "look at the back it's so pretty" backless. It was backless.

Right now at the party you were wearing the same outfit with heels and red lipstick. People were looking at you. Felix was definitely flabbergasted.

| only bought this dress so you can take it off |

Here you were kissing him while holding his collars and his knee on between your legs. You were at his place. While whimpering and grinding on his knee while he was kissing you "you looked so pretty, hard to touch". He said as he started removing your heels.

From lips to legs he kissed every inch of your body. "You're so ethereal honey" he removed your dress, you felt so surreal. "I love you" you said it, you were vulnerable and you did. "I love you too, my love"

"Fuck youre this wet?" You were shy "im sorry" you looked away "why are you apologizing?" He looked at you "my ex told me being wet is bad, it means im a slut and get turned on by everyone" you looked at him.

"Oh fuck that bitch, being wet is good and normal there's nothing to apologize for, my love" he took you to his bed.

"Ethereal" he look at your face, "I can fuck you better than hyunjin".

"May I have your consent?" He looked at you "yes darling" he took off his cloths and your bra and panties "wow, I got no words, I'm so mesmerized by you"

He played with your clit causing you to moan, and then he licked your pussy while playing with your clit, you grabbed his hair, while trying to close your leg between which you were unable to due to his head.

"I will come please please" he smiled while inserting the finger and playing with the clit.

Your head rested on your bed "oh you came" you smiled and you looked so fucked up, "how do you feel?" You were not able to answer at all "your leg is still shaking? You won't be able to handle me take rest baby".

"No no no I need you please" you grabbed him while crying "okay okay okay, have me all you want" he said while wearing the condom.

He said while inserting himself and grabbed him so hard, it felt amazing and you screamed, "aw are you feeling good?" He said while thrusting himself "you're so cute" he smiled.

"Felix" you moaned and clenched so hard "fuck baby, you're clenching so hard" you're about to cum and he is too.

He went deep and slow "felix" you screamed and came and he came inside you.

It's morning, "sleeping beauty smh" hyunjin was walking while you woke up and you had cloths on? How? "hyujin, how many times I gotta tell you? This is real life not some texting shit" minho glared at him "whatever" hyunjin threw his head back "180 degree, 20 minutes" once hyunjin heard it, he shut up.

"Yn you're up" bangchan looked at you the atmosphere was too serious "okay I pull up" you said thinking it will lift the vibes "that's the worst way you can try to change the atmosphere, yn you have skill issues" minho walked.

"So are you two official?" Changbin interrupts "what are you talking about?".

"You're wearing his clothes the hell bro?" Jisung said while drinking coffee, you layed down on his bed and turned facing his bed while kicking your feet and giggling, "are you stupid?" Seungmin added "stupidly in love with felix" you mumbled but you were pretty sure no one was able to catch it as your face was pressed into the bed.

"Pardon?" Jeongin asked "nothing" you got up "where's felix?" Once you looked at the guys, you saw they guys closed their eyes, "yn wear pants" chan scolded you "im wearing look" you lifted your shirt but they still didn't open their eyes.

"You know what I will find felix" you sighs heavily, while walking towards kitchen "you're awake" he made a comment "so about yesterday, what are we" you asked him "clearly not bestfriend" he laughed.

"Gimme kiss" you pouted "brush your teeth" he looked at you "okay daddy" you walked away.

Once you were back you saw the guys at the kitchen "you both had sex?" chan banged his hands to the table "okay okay it happened but I like her and she likes me too, it's mutual" chan saw you.

"You didn't even said that to me?" Chan looked so hurt. "You didn't even said you liked her" chan looked at you "I thought I don't have chance so it would've been better".

"You betrayed me" chan looked at you "you know the time, when we heard chan moaning it's cause he was sending a girl memos of him moaning and she gave him money" everyone gasped "how did you know?" Chan exclaimed while pointing at felix "who told you" the pointing fingers turned into minho "you're a death meat" minho looked away.

"Minho have a third nipple" chan exclaimed "you bitch" minho gasped while everyone looking at him "hyunjin pays money to girls to tell him he's a bad boy, and degrade him" minho pointed him "if im going down im taking everyone with me" minho smiled proudly.

"Guy's we are forgetting felix and yn are dating" changbin reminds "okay so we didn't confess but yn would you like to be my girlfriend?" He looked at you "I can't comprehend what just happened but yes I would love too and minho you have a third nipple?" You smiled "don't remind them" minho whispered.

[megabuild]

what is aoyuer? is that an acronym for something?

okay so i meant to make a big doc explaining what aoyuer is like months ago but then i started working on different projects and put it on the back burner.. and then i got ill and now i don't have much time to work on stuff at all. but not having the doc sucks and means anything i ever say about it is very confusing. so i'm so sorry anon for using your ask as an excuse to just dump as much aoyuer lore as i can without reasonably spoiling it but also thanks for reminding me that i have a lot of followers here who have never heard of it. a sobering thought

tldr; aoyuer (as of yet untitled empires rewrite) (sorry bree) is my au rewrite of empires smp that aims to connect seasons 1 and 2 as well as after life, new life, and a bunch more inbetween, with a major focus on pixlriffs' story. it also ties up a lot of loose ends and is generally darker and more adult-aimed than the original series. technically that's all you need to know but here's the no spoilers plot rundown for those interested

so aoyuer is built up of ~7 arcs but only 4 of them are like Super important

arc 0: this is just afterlife smp and a ton of early worldbuilding, the crash of the great stags, etc; what's most important from this is that oli exists and has for thousands of years, probably

arc 1: empires season 1! set in the 1500s, the world is going through a sort of renaissance period with massive technological advancements. pixlriffs the copper king (cprk) is working a boring little library job and spending most of his time kicking himself and being mad he hasn't done anything with his life (he is only like 30 but the idea of feeling old and unaccomplished even when you're young is a major theme for arc 1). enter fwhip! who is his annoying ex-roommate ex-bestie ex-boyfriend from university that left him on pretty bad terms. he has a way more accomplished job and as part of that he has been allowed to head The Empires Project which is a major journey intended to further some distant colonies while also investigating the land they're on. the land has some weiiird properties which fwhip thinks could be harnessed to create functional immortality (which was the subject of pix's thesis). he wants pix to come with him and investigate. pix feels weird about it but agrees to come along and be the "emperor" for the desert colony while he does his research... and then things get fucked up and scary! its a high fantasy that switches between a metaphorical dissection of their horrid will they won't they relationship and both of their issues aaand a more Literal dissection of the land and things living in it. including people and animals. at times. and also involves pix accidentally awakening a curse for a billion million years which sets the rest of aoyuer in motion.

arc 1.5 is sort of Not important but iwlike it a lot. there's not much to be said for it without major spoilers but it's set a little bit after arc 1 and comprises of fwhip being very upset about how his stupid project fell apart and trying to write up an Official Report on why everything fell apart while also coming to terms with him being the worst guy to ever have lived or something. much of aoyuer is like thinly veiled metaphors for mental illness but this one is just about mental illness

arc 2 sends us years forward into season 2 in the 1800s and our protagonist is professor pixelle riffs, lorekeeper (lrkp) who leaves his job as an archaeology lecturer to go and study the ancient capital and The Machiiine. because the machine set up WAY too much cool stuff to just ignore. sculk infection/possession is a big part of this arc. however while he's doing all this he meets oli! remember him? who has crash landed in S2 (basically the same way he did in canon) and is now regularly butting heads with pix. they eventually become friends and then umm something more :3 a lot of this remains the same as canon except the sculk arc gets a proper conclusion and ties into the ghost stuff. it ends with oli's finale where he still fakes his death (the goblin stuff is going to be changed but it's up in the air right now) and pix is devastated but pretty certain there's something not quite right so he picks greggory up and goes off in search of his lame ass boyfriend.

arc 2.5 actually takes place mid arc 2 because it's the hermpires crossover, which is less different dimensions and more different times (hermitcraft is our present and the rift facilitates time travel). when pixelle the archaeologist steps through the rift it causes serious time fuckery and so he sort of gets. forcefully ejected from his body and becomes a ghost possessing pixl riffs of the hermitcraft recap (rcp) who stumbles out of the rift very tired and very confused! there's a lot of fun mistaken identity stuff between him and oli and this is generally the most like. comedic and casual of the arcs though it still has some sweet moments.

arc 3 is just new life smp. where pixelle finally ends up in nl, finds that his lame ass boyfriend is still alive, and has relationship drama with him Except on top of that the land that new life is set on has similar properties to the land from arc 1 (functional immortality except it has some different effects, aka. going through drastic physical changes every time you "die") and so pixelle starts investigating that and maybe finds out that his whole life and his ancestors and descendants lives might be caught up in a time loop because of the copper king. forever and ever. this hasn't got much for it because i was going to work from new life canon as a base but then both pix and oli stopped playing on it LMFOHALDH but anyway.

aaand arc 4! final arc! which is set in the present right after pixl (the recap one) returns home from the hermitpires crossover. except the weird ghost voice of his ancestor in his head.. isn't going away? or rather its been replaced by a different one who is sending him on The Heros Journey. along with zloy and lyarrah and modern fwhip. this is basically the long awaited Conclusion to the curse that the copper king put in place and a lot of bullshit happens that icant really explain but it ties up all the loose ends and is generally just pix consistently having the worst time. hes the only pix who goes through hell without bringing it upon himself like he was just born.

and um. that's aoyuer! obviously there's more for all the arcs and i am happy to answer Basically any questions even though i get a little nervous sharing stuff about it because im shy. But iwhope thag explains at least a bit for everyone. My dream is to write this all into various fanfics but that looks kinda unlikely rn but it means a lot to me and you can kinda safely assume if I'm ever talking about or drawing empires there's a 99% chance it's actually aoyuer because I forget canon exists .AOYUER WORLDWIDE

[xbadgerbearx]

chapter 4: signals

word count: 2k

Sonata in Darkness: [3] ... [5]

“God, you look like a mess. What the hell happened?”

“Gee, thanks hon, hello to you too,” you rolled your eyes as you entered the apartment. It was slightly cleaner than the last time you saw it; Selina had made a noble effort at restoring it to its former glory. The cats swarmed to your feet. “Have you checked the news?”

“No, why?” The tv was shut off but the music was playing over the radio quietly. Selina was doing the dishes. 

“I had a very interesting morning. Let’s see: Boss man picked me up, we went to the funeral, I met a cute guy, I almost got hit by a car in the church, the guy who crashed into the church had a bomb on him, the cute guy paid for my taxi, and now I’m here.”

“What!? What do you mean there was a bomb?”

Filling Selina in on what happened exactly didn’t take long, although you did leave out some names, cough Bruce Wayne cough—not the D.A.s, however.

“So the D.A. was the hostage?”

“Yeah, he was wearing the same outfit from the other day, too. Remember when he asked if we needed a ride?”

“Yeah. I’m guessing he was taken not too long after that.”

“Had to have been,” you agreed. You opened the fridge to see what was inside. There wasn’t much, you knew that, but you hoped there was at least something. You closed the door, frustrated. After a moment of silence, you remembered something.

“What about that score you were talking about?”

“Oh, the narcotics one. Some guy at the club was talking about it. It’s apparently at Gotham Recycling.”

“Okay, cool. So do you have a way in?”

“…no,” she admitted. You rolled your eyes.

“How about this,” you said after a beat. “I’ll go check it out right now and see if I can find us some cover spots and places to hide. That way we aren’t taken by surprise.”

“Perfect,” she complimented with a growing smile. “Hey, while you’re at it,” she pointed to a pile of broken furniture. “Be a doll and take that with you, hmm?”

“You’re joking, right?”

She smiled and shrugged.

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“Can’t believe she made me take all that. I mean, how the fuck do you fit a broken dresser onto a bike?” 

Selina was, in fact, not joking about taking some items to the recycling place. It ended up being a good cover, though, because it gave you an excuse to look around the area without being suspicious. It was rather hard to find where you were supposed to drop things off at. Currently, you were complaining as you made your way home after securing the location; there were already some shady guys lurking around, but they didn’t pay you any mind. You had just passed Gotham’s Police Department when you saw something in the sky.

“What…the…fuck?”

The large object soared in the air, which made you slow to a stop in a side alley and get off your motorcycle. When it approached the ground, a parachute popped from its back. It hilariously hit the bridge over top you and crashed onto a bus, crashed into a parked car, hit some garbage, and then finally skidded to a stop at your feet. The masked man groaned as his eyes traveled from your feet to your eyes.

“Well hi there, stranger,” you greeted cheerfully as you crouched down. “How was the fall?”

Batman caught his breath before muttering, “It was shit.” You helped him to his feet. “What’re you doing here?”

“What was that about?” You ignored his question.

“…Nothing.”

“Didn’t look like nothing to me. Looked like you fell from the police building.” He shrugged his shoulders. “Fine,” you shrugged back. “Didn’t want to know anyway—by the way, you look like shit.”

He let out a surprise chuckle before coughing out, “Thanks.”

“And he laughs! Didn’t know you could do that.”

“I can laugh,” he said defensively. You two started making your way down the alley. “And more.”

“Can you now? Like what?” He said nothing, but his eyes held a bit of mischief. “So what, you taking a midnight walk or something to clear your head? Where’re ya going?” 

He gave it some thought before responding. It seemed like he trusted you more. “The bat signal.”

“You have a signal? Damn.” You let out a whistle. “So anytime I want to see you I just need to light that bad boy up?” Batman gave a small smile but made no comments or objections. “Anyways, need a ride? It’s the least I can offer after you ate concrete and groveled at my feet.”

Batman got your bike, behind you, and wrapped his arms around your midsection. “I did not grovel.”

“Uh-huh, sure, now tell me where to go.” 

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“Alright,” you announced as you barged into your home. “I found some spots—it’ll be a piece of cake. What time did you want to leave?”

“Now.”

“Now—oh shit, uh, okay. Lemme get dressed.” Selina was already in her catsuit and sitting on the counter waiting for you. You quickly got dressed yourself, not wanting to keep her waiting any longer. She seemed a little tense. Walking out of your room, Selina hopped off the counter and left the apartment. You followed after her to where your motorcycles were. Putting on your helmet, you asked, “One bike or two?”

“What took you so long?”

“What?” She gave you a pointed look before putting on her own helmet. “I’m sorry, I guess I was a little distracted, why?”

“I thought—“ she paused before continuing. “I thought someone caught you. You were gone longer than you should have, I was worried.”

“Oh.” You felt a little guilty now. You could see how she thought that. “The building was a little bigger than I thought, so it took a bit longer. On my way back, I went a little slow and enjoyed the ride.” Something told you that if you mentioned Batman that she would not be happy. So you shut your mouth.

“Two.”

“‘Scuse me?”

“Two bikes…and I’m sorry for overreacting.” You both got on your bikes.

Grabbing her shoulder, you squeezed it affectionately. “You don’t have to apologize, Cat. I’m the one sorry for making you worry.” She squeezed the hand that was touching her.

“It’s okay, Rat,” she said before riding off. You followed. 

As you approached the recycling plant, you moved in front of Selina and followed the path that you planned earlier. You stopped and signaled to her to shut off her bike between two large trucks. It was time to get to work. She grabbed a long chain from the back of her bike as you stretched—you didn’t want to pull anything. You even slipped on some brass knuckles, ya know, just in case.

Quietly making your way past where the trucks were parked, you surveyed the area. You held up a peace sign to Selina. ‘Two guards.’ Nodding, she slipped in front of you and whipped her chains around the first guy’s ankles. You quickly pounced on top of him and knocked him out as he hit the ground with a thud.

“Hey! What happened? You alright?” The man on the other side of the car that you were hiding behind started making his way over, but was stopped by Selina. He also hit the ground, knocked out. Quickly getting up, you followed Selina to the car’s trunk where two duffle bags were located. Unzipping them revealed the cash she had promised. 

“Dangerous crowd you’re stealing from.” 

Whipping around revealed Batman. You put a hand to your heart, startled.

“Jesus,” Selina sighed out. “Is this how you get your kicks, hon? Sneaking up on girls in the dark?” She was preparing the duffle bags. When she was done, she handed the first one to you. Batman made no move to stop you.

“That why you work in the club? It was all just a score?”

“You know, I would love to sit down and go over every gory detail with you, bat boy, but uh, those assholes are coming back—“ she let out a surprised gasp. You looked over her shoulder in horror and dropped the bag. 

Annika was laying in the back of this car in a body bag. Batman looked intensely at the girl and furrowed his brow. He was about to say something, but gunfire ruined it. Batman, almost thoughtlessly, let the bullets bounce off his suit as he instantly moved to cover you. Everyone dropped to the ground as the men making the drops deal moved forward. A nearby car revved and sped closer, gaining the attention of the armed men. An undercover cop stepped out of the car and gave you guys some cover, which gave you time to look over at Batman. He was knocked breathlessly onto the pavement from the barrage of bullets. 

“Shit, shit, shit!” You were terrified; your throat choked up on you as the men walked over to your location. You recognized one as Oz when he started yelling. 

“Hey, Vengeance!” A wave of bullets pierced into the car that you and Selina used for cover. “You think you can come after my money, huh?”

“What’re we gonna do,” Selina whispered, scared, as tears threatened to spill. You looked over to Batman again, but he was gone. ‘What?’

You could feel Oz’s footsteps vibrate the ground from how close he was. A loud engine captured everyone’s attention instead, causing heads to turn. Daring to take a peek, you could see the silhouette of a car as the engine powered on. Gunshots fired and men started running for their own cars. You dragged Selina with you as you sprinted to where your bikes were parked, using the distraction as cover.

“Kenzie! Get the money!”

Hopping on your bike, you quickly revved your own engine and made your way back to the action. Fortunately, all the cars were driving away after the mysterious car—‘hopefully Batman,’ you thought—which left you with Kenzie holding the two duffle bags filled with money. Swerving your bike last second allowed you to knock the man onto the ground, making him drop the bags. You grabbed one and sped off without looking back as Selina grabbed the other one, following you shortly after. 

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Bruce was pouring over some ‘Renewal’ files after he had spent the last hour trying to piece together everything that had happened. The orphanage he traveled to seemed to make more questions rather than answer them, and unfortunately lured him away from Wayne Tower when the explosion happened. He was a mess; Alfred was in emergency care, he learned that his father was more sinister than he appeared, and you disappeared after the fiasco down at the recycling plant. He found himself craving your presence after staring at you in the photograph that started it all for an uncomfortable amount of time; the one with Mayor Mitchell, Annika, and you and Selina with Oz in the background. 

His monitors flashed to life as a cat appeared through the contact lenses he lent you and Selina. It was your camera. Hope sparked through him as he made out a note that read ‘Where are u?’ printed in neat handwriting.

“Rat?” He sounded a little pathetic when he whispered it. He wished he could’ve gotten your real name instead of your stupid little nickname. After a moment you appeared on the screen briefly, but only to move the cat away. You barely even looked at him–just one quick glance before you scurried away, scared-like. Selina’s face popped into view as you left.

“Can you see me?”

Bruce, slightly disappointed that it wasn’t you, reluctantly answered. “Yeah, I can see you.”

“I need to talk to you. Where can we go?”

Bruce was quiet as he thought of a place. By the way this was going, he assumed that it would just be him and Selina. That wouldn’t do, he had to see you. He came up with the perfect place. “The bat signal. She knows how to get there.” He shut down his monitors, hoping that you would take Selina to his signal. He gathered his things and slowly dawned the bat suit—his mood improved a little bit.

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[aamy2100982]

today in: Me trying to forget the current history of the comics and completely ignoring that Venom will meet Spiderman in the movies. A stupid idea of ​​what it would be like if by chance Movie!Eddie and Comic!Eddie switched symbiotes 🎉yiphi🎉

1.- "Let's go for some bad guys"

Venom and Comic!Eddie:

So I keep thinking about Venom constantly bugging Eddie about going after some bad guys. He just replies "Yeah, here we go let me finish this report" the exact same excuse that Movie!Eddie gives them every time. things get strange when Eddie actually saves his report, turns off the computer, gets up from the table and goes to the window leaning until he almost falls, they wait a few seconds and Eddie asks:

– So? Are you going out? Or..

– Wait, really?

– "really" what?

A few more seconds pass and Venom covers Eddie's body to go out to devour some heads, Venom's happiness cannot be explained in those moments.

Venom Symbiont and Movie!Eddie:

The symbiote is not usually begged because Comic!Eddie understands its needs, but this Eddie, Movie!Eddie, oh, if his Eddie was foolish, this was four times as foolish.

– I already said no and it's no

– Come on, I'm dying here!

– Don't be dramatic, have some chocolate bars and shut up, I'm working.

that's enough..

Other than tantrums and complaints, Eddie didn't expect the symbiote to do anything about it. At most he might break some valuable thing like the TV or scratch the couch more than Venom had left it. His surprise was great when he became unconscious and a few hours later he woke up on the roof of a building covered in blood and some bodies around him.

– w-what the fuck did you do?

– Sorry Eddie. Hungry, very hungry, we couldn't contain ourselves

Maybe he would have to rearrange his schedules, because he couldn't afford to be unconscious from time to time and wake up hours later covered in blood in some strange place

2.- Spider web

It had probably been a week since they got together, but Comic!Eddie was still trying to pull cobwebs off his wrists. At first Venom thinks it's weird that he did weird poses with his hands, then they went through Eddie's memories and now they make fun of him every time he tries to pull cobwebs.

While Movie!Eddie was very scared when he realized that cobwebs could come out of his wrists. He had to accept that they are very helpful most of the time, but he is still terrified of flying through the air.

3.- Trust

Venom and Comic!Eddie:

Venom was surprised to feel the trust Eddie placed in them. It was like it was almost impossible for Eddie that something bad could happen between them or that Venom would let something bad happen to him. In part this gave them self-confidence.

Venom Symbiont and Movie!Eddie:

It was difficult for the symbiote to show that Eddie that he could trust them and despite his misunderstandings, he had no reason to fear them. But the symbiote noticed that even with his previous symbiote there was this strange mistrust.

He partly understood, Eddie lives in a world without superheroes or supervillains with superpowers. For him, super powerful beings are just part of movies, series, comics, books...

In general, the fact that one day he was a normal reporter doing his job taking down a large company and the next moment he had a symbiotic alien, with superhuman strength and a fascination for eating brains. at least the Eddie of his universe was somewhat related to the superhumans that lived on his planet, but to this Eddie everything was so new and strange. Maybe things will go slowly, but they will teach this Eddie that he can put his trust in them, come what may.

4.- Anne

Venom and Comic!Eddie:

– Hey, I haven't seen Anne in this universe, where is she?

– Annie? oh amm, she- she died, long long time ago

– WHAT?!!1??1!

Venom Symbiont and Movie!Eddie:

*After Eddie had a call with Anne

– We didn't know that the Anne of this universe was still alive.

– Annie? Well yes, she's not alive in your universe?

– No

– And what happened with her?

– Suicide

*Eddie swallows dry – You say it like you don't care

– Not much really, We don't dislike her or anything, but kept Eddie constantly worried and got in the way of our plans. really annoying.

– oh

Maybe he's considering keeping this symbiote away from Anne.

5.- Flash Thompson

Movie! Eddie and the Venom symbiote are not going to meet Flash in the universe they are in. But I love thinking about Comic!Flash meeting Movie!symbiote, demanding that Eddie give it back.

Venom asking – who is that guy?

and Eddie like – Nobody, don't listen to him, let's just get out of here

6.- Head

Venom Symbiont and Movie!Eddie:

– Why do you always talk in my head?

– ?

– You know, Venom used to stick out a big head and talk to me.

– Oh yeah, we can do something like that

Eddie expected the big head of Venom, big white eyes and long, pointy fangs coated with saliva but instead, a small black tentacle without eyes or mouth came out of his shoulder. It wasn't threatening or creepy, it even seemed kind of cute.

Venom and Comic!Eddie:

Eddie did not comment on the Venom spectacle. But he would like them not to show their teeth so much, he doesn't know if Venom is asking him for things nicely, threatening him or seducing him

I have no ideas anymore, goodbye beautiful people <3

[weirdcat1213]

volume 12 already? damn that went fast. just yesterday we were crying about vash drinking in a church

anyway :D volume 12 thoughts time

chap 1:

-chronicaaaaaaaaa :3

-AW NO MY BABY

-these quiet panels are the fucking best/worst thing that have ever happened to me

-too many memories :c

-YES LINA IS THERE THANK GOD (at the same time this is heartbreaking as fuck)

-all the enemies after all the people he has ever loved/helped

-HIS MOM AND HIS BF

-THATS IT THATS THE ONE THATS THE PANEL OH GOD WE ARE *HERE*

-im gonna go cry now

-i wonder what "anti plant" entails...is it a special material?

-ok fine, chronica can call knives a terrorist. she gets a pass

-oh sweet geesus

-eh?

-oohhhhhh.....ok fuck

-nothing can stop the hatred of this man. kinda admirable but as the song says "your misery and hate will kill us all"

chap 2:

-"corrosive thunder", love the title

-OH SHIT DOMINA NO, pls dont let him get to you

-DOMINA NOOOOOO

-the plants kinda look in pain there....

-MY GIRLSSSSSSSSSS

-for pain purposes, i choose to believe that when they resonate they hum like vash did in stampede

-aaand shes gone

-oh god, the end of evangelion flashbacks

-OH NIGHTOW YOU SON OF A BISCUIT- THOSE EYES IN THE BACKGROUND-

-tbh everything in your ship just being consumed by someone else so quickly must be scary af. nothing belongs to them anymore and soon, chronica could even loose herself

chap 3:

-oh shit oh fuck oh shit

-oh shit not thors hammer

-omg look! the laws of physics!

-noooo :c we dont get to know domina too much but its still sad

-OH?

-MAGIC BULLETS TIME BABYYYYYYYYYYY

-ohhhhhhh okok i get it

chap 4:

-THATS MY BOIIIIIIIIIII

-AH SHIT IVE JUST NOTICED THE HAIR

-ALSO PLS DONT SMILE LIKE THAT-

-childish is a good word for it cuz knives just doesnt want to accept hes wrong and scared

-THE POWER OF LOVE AND PEACE BITCH

-is vash pausing cuz even though his plan was to kill knives hes kinda sad that knives wants to kill him? i may never know

-let him use his fucking gun ok? hes an expert. also i like to think he uses it to stay grounded. like to stay with the people hes fighting with. hes not superior or anything

-TO YOUR KNEES BITCH TO YOUR FUCKING KNEES

-THATS MY FUCKING GUNMAN THATS MY SON RIGHT THERE

chap 5:

-FLASHBACK TIME LETS GO

-omg right it hated this. hes just a baby :c

-so vash left with a stranger? i forgot about that

-honey just be glad YOU ARE ALIVE

-BECAUSE HES VASH THE STAMPEDE- i should rewatch that episode huh

-GEESUS BRO

-tbh vash, you should have. then and now

-YEAH TELL HIM VASH >:D YOU ARENT NAIVE

-tbh i would also think thats enough to break the chain. hmm

-"stay with me" vash pls i cant jump into the void rn

-GEESUS CHRIST, the cleanest cut in the west

-also you think vash made that face cuz the last time he made someone bleed was rem-

-THE CLOSEUP TO THE MOUTHS AHHHHHHHHHHH

-"we dont belong in the future of this planet" dont fucking say that

chap 6:

-actually wanting to humans to talk with plants is a great step for improving their relationship but sure knives, whatever

-THATS SO TRUE VASH LETS GO, LET THE PLANTS HAVE A SAY IN IT

-ive said this before but as someone who was mocked by wanting context before judging people, vash is so...reassuring. like it wasnt wrong of me to want to know all the sides of one story. im glad

-also i completely forgot about that town and radiation. how tf radiation happens in that planet, what am i missing

-oh nvm, thanks nightow

-HES NOT EXCUSING, HES EXPLAINING OMFG YOU IDIOT

-YEAH FUCKING TELL HIM >:D POP OFF VASH >:D

-WHY IS IT THEN? HUH KNIVES?- oh shit what

-yknow what, ill give knives the fact that humans are ignorant and we are repeating history etc etc, but im done. finish him vash

-for some reason this reminds me to that scene with the soldiers in ep 12. my man really cant catch a break

-YEAH THE GIRLSSSSSSSSSSSS :D

-"you've been abandoned" maybe by some but not by everyone. and thats the whole point

-YEAH YOU ARENT BABY ILY

-HOLD UP IS THAT HER FACE?????

-awww :c

chap 7:

-IS IT LIVIO TIME????

-YO WTF, WHO SHOT MY GIRL

-ofc the military would be like this

-i literally cant say whos bleeding

-ah fuck ok

-ugh no...pls dont tell me hes fucking bleeding through his eyes...pls dont (if i see stampede vash bleeding like that i will eat my pc piece by piece)

-chronica :c

-LIVIOOOOOOOOO :0

-OMG YES, YES, IM SO HAPPY. quoting 98 "and i know in my heart he would have done the same"

-MR. VASH, MR. LIVIO AWWW :3

-OH HES SPINNING THOSE FUCKERS :D

-oh well thats not fair, hes too cool

-wait why is knives not wanting to kill vash bad?

chap 8:

-considering the blockers chronica has, entering a fused entity must be scary but also exciting

-ngl i dont get the spikes on the screen thing

-geesus

-WTF YOU DID TO HIM???

-wait no i want to see whats happening with vash- and its livio time

-oh hes alive thank god (this is my 2nd read why am i surprised)

-OH NO ITS THAT MOMENT OH NNONONONO STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME

-i hate seeing his eyes like that if im being honest, its scary

-ESO MAMONAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA GET UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP

-LIVIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

-OH SHIT its my wife

-OH WAIT MY OTHER WIFE IS HERE TOO

-VASH WHY ARE YOU MAKING THAT FACE

-OH GOD NOT LEGATO AND THE RUSSIAN DOLL

-CAN SHIT STOP HAPPENING FOR A MINUTE

-THERES TOO MANY PEOPLE HERE CAN YALL CALM THE FUCK DOWN

chap 9:

-omg its the legato episode

-what is happening, what am i looking at

-oh oh shit

-RIGHT IN HIS MF EYE

-what is happening?

-ok flashback time

-yeap. its that time. shit

-geesus fucking christ. tbh ofc legato would think knives is right. there was nothing to prove him wrong

-yeap. i would do the same actually. stomp on his head

-oh honey...honey thats gay-

-is that why he has short hair...cuz knives gave him a name AND A HAIR STYLE??

-damn son

-also i may be wrong but where do people get the idea he inserted metal in his own brain to have those powers?/gen

[capucapo]

( chatlog from my discord RP with @nameless-brand , based on the alternate version of the Legendary Heroes VR game created by the Kaiba Corporation in Sato, Lev, and Chi's current universe. a few sections have been moved around slightly just to make things flow a little better. part 1 | part 2 | part 3 )

Legendary Heroes: the Tutorial part 4

Mokuba's stomach turns again as he finally forces himself to look at the mangled, dying Menacing. His own breath is shaky. He should put this guy out of his misery, shouldn't he? But his ammo is limited, and so is the durability of his sword.

As he weighs his options with a heavy heart, a quiet sound makes his hair stand on end.

He'd forgotten about Glasses in the chaos, after the surprising success of his quick attack. He turns slowly to face the other man, cringing at the sight of his face.

"oh fuck."

His heart leaps to his throat again as he stares down the barrel of a pistol. But he sees the way it shakes in the man's hand, sees him without his glasses, and his free hand twitches to spread his fingers.

The pleading catches him by surprise, and it shows clearly on his face. He's quiet for a second, eyes searching Glasses's. Then he sheaths his blade to hold both hands up, fingers spread. Sure, it's a sign of surrender. But he could just as easily twist his wrist to summon up one more Fire Bolt.

"okay then, talk. WITHOUT the gun," Mokuba speaks as calmly as he can, hoping his voice doesn't shake the way his knees do. "my name's Mokuba. and I want to know what makes people think this crappy game is SO great, anyway."

"No, no, no," Glasses shakes his head lightly at Mokuba's apparent surrender, "I'm not falling for that again. I've seen Fire Arrow casted enough in a fight to know what you're trying. Didn't expect a katana user to be wielding it though; other skill's Physical Enhancement, right?

Despite his words, he still lowers his weapon, but it's clear he's tense and on guard. Prepared to dive whichever. From his perspective, he's fucked if his assailant decides to go at it for real. "Mokuba, like the moderator?" Glasses asks in confusion, though his suspicions go away with Mokuba's next words. He gives Mokuba a look of disbelief, clearly wondering if he was joking - the guy who just kicked everyone's ass six ways from Sunday calling this game crappy. Only to realize he's serious. "It's the first full immersion VR game of its kind." Glasses says slowly, not quite sure what to say, "where you can feel as though you're superhuman yourself?" He squints as he adds, "Complete with a large open world the size of the continent and able to build an empi-" The man is interrupted by another scream from his downed companion. "Excuse me," he slowly moves the pistol, taking care not to let it move close to Mokuba, and points the barrel at his companion. Bang! Menacing gurgles quietly with the new hole in his chest - and then relaxes completely. The expression on his face comes very close to a smile even. Glasses uncomfortably explains as he lowers the gun, "Brian thought he'd be super macho playing without the pain suppressor. Guess he learned his lesson."

The second that Glasses lowers his weapon, Mokuba visibly seems to relax, his shoulders slumping, his expression softening from tension to something much more exhausted.

"you're wrong," he sighs. "I'm not TRYING anything, except this dumb tutorial. my other spell is Summon Golem. I didn't know he'd be so fucking tiny, but the dumb little guy was too cute to get rid of."

He keeps a sharp eye on this guy, but he can't lie. It's a relief to get to just calmly talk to someone else involved. He lowers his hands, letting down his final guard.

And he'll ignore that one question.

Mokuba ponders his response, as well as what's being said to him, opening his mouth to finally respond, only to be stopped by Glasses's brief interjection.

And the loud, ringing sound as he puts his own compatriot out of his misery.

Mokuba's violet eyes go wider.

But at least Menacing's screaming and gurgling has ended. Good. For Menacing, as well.

Mokuba doesn't give up much more information, still hesitant himself. Instead, he glances toward the now empty shell that was the most outspoken of the trio.

"...is that guy gonna, like. be okay? in real life??" he asks.

Another weird skeptical look from Glasses, particularly at the "Too cute to get rid of" bit. He couldn't but feel a bit incredulous at that. He's never actually seen a golem before, but he knows that aside from being a decoy to get away and literally dropping them on people, they're not that useful. Strong but painfully slow. Their max speed is one's walking speed. He notices that Mokuba doesn't answer his question, though whether he feels the question beneath him or that there is really a connection is up in the air. He ignores the "tutorial" bit; that's bullshit. In Glasses's eyes, Mokuba's probably a pro player or athlete or someone from the military that decided to have a little fun at the masses' expense. It's said this game was designed for military simulations initially. "Uhh. I guess," Glasses says unsure, "I mean I've seen people die some pretty brutal deaths on here, but they come back to the game." He shrugs, "It's not like actually dying? More like a dream you can remember - and things like pain you don't? It was on the FAQ on the ALTIMIT site."

Mokuba catches the skeptical look at Glasses gives him, and responds with a shrug and a casual, "what?"

As they chat, he takes a moment to kind of check the minor injuries he'd sustained, fix his socks and straighten his skirt. He winces as the adrenaline begins to fade and the pain begins to grow.

"yeah, it'd be a pretty shitty game if it was THAT painful and traumatic, I guess. huh..." he blinks a few times. "there's a FAQ? I should probably read that......."

He really wants to tell him to prove that he has the Golem summon and not the Physical Enhancement skill, but he also knows that him surviving is at the whim of the person before him. Instead, Glasses just settles for pretending he didn't hear Mokuba's what and focuses on Mokuba's reply "I don't know for certain. If he ends up quitting the game for good, I figure we have the answer," Glasses shrugs before glancing at the moon overhead. He then adds cautiously, "I'm gonna go to find shelter or a good place to log out before the monsters come. Cause what I was saying about brutal deaths? That."

"yeah, I guess so? are you guys, like, friends??" Mokuba follows his gaze up at the moon, then gives Glasses an inquisitive look. "the tutorial said logging out during combat leaves your avatar on the field, does that happen any time you log out??" Now that he's aware of the potential thread of monsters, he takes a quick scan of his surroundings.

Everything seems fine with the surroundings. No odd sounds beyond the wind through broken buildings. "Sorta? I guess, " Glasses shrugs, "We just got grouped up together cause we happened to join at the same time three days ago? Honestly, group's been pretty lame, name included." He pinches the bridge of his nose. "No, it only happens if you log out during combat. If you're not in combat or in a natural disaster, your avatar will disappear," Glasses explains, "Bases are the exception - like the one that girl NPC is living in." He nudges his hand towards the inn-like building. "Even if you're in combat or in a disaster, you hide out in one of those spots, and you're free to log out at anytime," he then adds, "And Lake Alba would be a pretty popular spot, since it's close to Neon Tokyo where - let's face it - fake KaibaCorp is and also the Federation of States - fake Washington D.C. is. But this place is fucking Windstorm Alley: tornados, hurricanes, and all"

That's a relief. But Mokuba won't let his guard down too much either.

"yeah, that was a pretty lame name. who even came up with that?? what was it? the god dragons???" he snickers a little.

Nods in understanding. Though, the mention of natural disasters is news to him. And good to know, too. "gotcha, makes sense. what's uhh... what's up with this girl anyway? why were you guys harrassing her so much? like, I get that this is a pretty strategic base. but did you try just like... asking nicely???"

The mention of fake KaibaCorp makes Mokuba's eyes widen for just a second. Neon Tokyo was the first place the game had attempted to send him, wasn't it? "so let's say I wanted to get to the city, what would be the best route??"

"Godly Dragon Army," Glasses winces at Mokuba's snicker as if receiving psychic damage, "And our leader... is Evil Demon Dragon." He sighs in resignation. There's a slight hint of irritation in Glasses's eyes at Mokuba's suggestion. "Oh no. What a great idea!" he started in a high falsetto, lightly slapping his head, "Why didn't we think of that - just ask the Girl in Red." He switched to his normal voice in a more staccatto rhythm, "Of course we tried asking! All the girl did was just stare at us like we're stupid and then shut her blinds. And now she's been doing that over and over again for the past few days just to taunt the people who come by." He points at a specific window near the door to make his point. "I wish we could say we're here for strategic reasons. But really the main reason why we're here is cause she did that to the Leader. And now the Leader has his britches in a knot and has people stationed here just in case the girl logs out, and we can take over the base out of spite. Except now we're pretty sure she's an NPC because she hasn't logged out since she's been discovered." He takes a deep breath as if the accumulated stress has finally been released, "Ugh. I'm gonna leave this stupid group. I've wasted the start of this game because of a leader's feud with a brainless NPC. Ugh. Which makes me the more brainless one." He sighs. "If you wanted to head to Neon Tokyo, you'll have to take the Interstate, or I guess what's left of it. You should be carefu-" he then pauses and then shakes his head, "I forget who I'm talking to. There's factions forcibly recruiting newcomers that got randomly teleported to other places - ever since Neon Tokyo had something wrong happen to it and preventing newcomers from directly porting there. It's got the local AI in a tizzy."

Mokuba tries not to laugh again at the faction's name, but then he hears the name of their leader, and he just can't help himself. Even Duel Monsters references would be better than that.

He rolls his eyes at Glasses's sarcasm, putting a hand on his hip. "I mean you guys DID just start threatening me the second you saw me, I wouldn't exactly be surprised if your dummy friends just started blasting at her."

He's interested though. Follows Glasses's finger to look at the window, maybe hoping to catch a glimpse of this mysterious Girl in Red.

"I mean, yeah. your friends were kind of assholes, you should probably find some better company. with a better name, too," he recommends with a little smirk. Sorry Glasses, he's not done teasing you yet.

"...huh. yeah, it tried to send me there first and said the server's too full or something???" He'll ignore that one comment. Even after all these questions, this guy still doesn't believe he's a newbie? Was he really that impressive? He'd been scared for his life in that fight. "forcibly recruiting??"

It was Glasses's turn to roll his eyes. "Threats would've worked on a newbie, you know," he said pointedly and ignoring the latter part of Mokuba's comment. Though with the faint light from the inn, one could see his ears turning red in embarassment. He then shakes his head in regard to his "friends." "If you hadn't noticed, the game attracts a certain type. Honestly these were the best out of a terrible bunch. " Glasses relaxes some more as the casual banter goes on, "I mean, better an overenthusiastic otaku than one of the Make America Great Again idiots." He's quiet for a moment after Mokuba's comments about the server being too full on arrival. "Look. Give it to me straight. Are you actually a newbie? Cause if - and I say if - you are the newbie you're claiming... you are very fucking scary. You move like one of the guard NPCs in Neon Tokyo - like you're part of the game." "Did you go through like a beta version of the game or something like it?"

"I told you, I thought it was part of the tutorial. there was a tooltip and everything," Mokuba reaffirms with a shrug. He looks away from the window and back to his unlikely informant just in time to catch the embarrassed blush. aww lol

"yeah. I kinda got that feeling when the character customization fucking sucked. I'm surprised I could even get THIS creative," Mokuba gestures to his outfit that Glasses and his cohorts had insulted earlier. Part of him wonders how much insult that added to the injuries he'd inflicted, getting killed by a guy in a skirt. "and that level of hyper-realistic combat is... kinda fucked up, tee-bee-H??? like I can't imagine that appeals to just, like..... anyone."

As the conversation goes quiet, there's a second that Mokuba stiffens. Worries maybe he'd said something wrong, but....

He quickly relaxes again. "yeah, I told you. I literally just joined. the tutorial pointed me at you guys, so I thought I was SUPPOSED to fight you. and--"

He cuts himself off suddenly, looking somewhat bewildered. Though he also can't help the little cocky smile at being called "fucking scary." Really? Lil ol him? A kid in a skirt? He crosses his arms.

"I MIGHT have played another immersive VR game a little while ago. so the movement and stuff isn't new to me or anything.... but that was more of a, like, fantasy thing. there wasn't really a lot of combat and fighting and stuff, not without, like..." Hm. This is a game from a world that doesn't collectively share a card game hyperfixation. "summoning monsters and wizards and shit."

"What do you mean the character customization sucked?" Glasses remarked, "You could change practically everything about yourself. Okay, sure the clothing selection is left to be desi- Wait, you got that clothing off the character customization?" He does the whole two-hands to point at Mokuba's entire ensemble. "The kimono? The skirt???" He said confusedly, "All it gave me was this military crap. Eventually I just settled for battle fatigues and shit." It takes Glasses a moment to digest everything that was told to him. The tutorial asked Mokuba to go after them? What? And he played another VR game like this before? "Alright, hold your horses for a second. First off, what do you mean the tutorial told you to come after us? The combat tutorial amounted to smacking three mobs at ni- Wait the game counted us fucking mobs?" Glasses blinked, "I feel very insulted if that's the case." "And secondly, are you talking about stuff like Skyrim VR or something? Cause I've played those before, and they're nothing like this. At the very least, I can at least use the controller to move my feet. Here, I feel like if I get careless running, I'm going to fall over." "Never mind that. I'm gonna head out for the night," Glasses said, "I've had enough of getting my ass kicked for one day." He taps an invisible something ahead of him.

< Sieg would like to add you as a Friend? Accept or Decline >

Again, Mokuba shrugs. "I bitched about how ugly the clothes were, and asked the uhh, assistant? Morganna? if there were any, like, girlier options. there still wasn't much, this was the BEST I could do."

Still, something seems... Odd. Had no one else really thought of needling the assistant for more options? Is his experience somehow different from the norm...? He can't help the nervous feeling growing in the pit of his stomach. Especially as Glasses questions his tutorial experience.

"I dunno. a green line pointed me at you guys, but it wasn't exactly too helpful beyond that?? maybe I was supposed to ask you guys for help instead of fighting, it did seem kind of... intense?"

Maybe it has something to do with being from another universe. Or how he connected to the server despite using a laptop not connected to the internet...?

Mokuba shakes his head. "nah, not like that. it's uh..." Though as he trails off, Glasses dismisses the conversation. And... Yeah. If things are only going to get more dangerous, maybe that's for the best.

Oh!

The prompt surprises him, but brings a smile to his lips. And now he's got a name for this unlikely ally as well. He quickly taps Accept.

"oh and uh... sorry. about your face? that's not gonna be like.. permanent, right??"

"You used ALTIMIT's attempt at an AI? Geez, maybe that's why weird crap is happening in your game. Morganna is like one of those old chat robots of the 1990s," Glasses remarks, "you should really change into one of the smart AIs like Noa or maybe your namesake."

"I mean Noa's a bit of a smartass and probably going to take over the world someday - AND he has a very punchable face, but the transfer of all my old Windows OS stuff and my phone stuff was very smooth - and apparently optimized my connection so I can play on my shitty DSL."

"Anyway, sounds like your Morganna thought we were mobs. Your AI's seriously a menace. Should switch it before you get into actual trouble. Maybe next time it'll ask you to attack Neon Tokyo's guardians - and then you'll be fucked with a death and actual in-game jail time."

He pauses at Mokuba's mention of his face, which then contorts in horror. "Wait, my face. MY FACE? WHAT HAPPENED TO MY FACE?" The blonde palms his face briefly as if feeling all the burns on it and takes a big gulp of breath as if to scream.

"Yeah, that'll all go away once I find a place to rest and heal up," he says in amusement, voice placid and normal. "Apparently, the background of the game is that we're some sort of metahumans after the meteor fall or something, so we regenerate and stuff."

Mokuba's stomach turns when he hears that name, sitting like a weight in the pit of his gut. When Morganna had mentioned the option of other AIs, there was a reason he hadn't checked them out. And now his apprehension's been confirmed. He tries not to let his discomfort show, but that little comment about taking over the world makes hhis eyes widen for just a second.

"I guess I'll check out the other options, I didn't think it would matter that much? just, like, a different voice...? but uh. yeah. maybe you're right, I'll check out the others next time..."

In-game jail time? Guardians? Geez. Maybe he should have asked more questions before jumping right in the way he had. The more he learns, the more Mokuba thinks he got damn lucky coming out of that fight as unscratched as he had.

Before he can ask anything else, Glasses's reaction takes him by surprise. Oh. Shit. Had the guy really not realized-- Oh.

"oh. good, okay. cool, thats uhhh, really good to know, cause I was gonna feel KIND of bad.... hey uh. thanks. for helping me get my barings, cause honestly?? this is all kind of. a lot. but like... I won't keep you any longer."

Glasses notices Mokuba's vague hesitance about the AI, particularly of the smarter two but keeps quiet. There will be more to talk about when neither of them are hanging out in an area prone to both monster attacks and large disasters. And frankly, it's already getting close to morning on his end.

"You really are a newbie," Glasses sighs at Mokuba's genuine surprise about not knowing about passive health regen, "And you gotta check out the website for the FAQ. Not that it answers many questions, apparently KC prefers people to just figure shit out on their own, but it has some helpful stuff. Anyway, outta here. Hopefully you can find a good building to take shelter in - and recommend not to use your gun too much."

"They're attracted to noise. Oh, I'm not counted in combat anymore. Anyway, see ya. "

And with that note, golden rings surround Glasses briefly before he fades from existence.

----

It's quiet again. Moonlight illuminates the broken wind-torn buildings, casting large shadows on the roads. Two dead bodies lay on the road and the sidewalk respectively - their weapons are noticeably not present anymore. Dark stains could be seen all over the place.

Several notifications pop into Mokuba's HUD from the System.

< Achievement (Bronze): Combat Tutorial Compeleted >

- You have completed the Combat Tutorial.

- You can access Quests and Title System.

 

< Achievement (Bronze): Player Killer. >

- "You murderer."

- Killed a fellow player.

- +1% to PvP attack, +1% to damage received through PvP.

   

< Achievement (Bronze): Outnumbered but not Outmatched >

- Defeated a group of 3 enemies at the same level.

- Gain +1% damage mitigation.

< Achievement (Unique): The First Thing It Saw...

   

- "Sir, sir, you have a problem."

- Your first kill is a PK. You completed the entire combat tutorial through PK-ing.

- +1% to all stats. +3% gains to both Fame and Infamy.

- Unique Title: Harbinger: When equipped, additional +2% to all stats. You heal 10% of health on player kill. You may equip a second title along with this one. You cannot hide your username while this is equipped. +25% to all fame and infamy gains. ```

Amid the system notifications, an audible click could be heard close-by like the sound of a lock unlocking.

Nearby, the door to the small inn-like building could be seen ajar with a beam of light peeking through.

And Mokuba is going to be so thankful to not explain that hesitation, at least for now.

"yeah, that's what I keep saying," he says with a little bit of a smirk. "pfft. that's gouzaburo kaiba for ya. but I'm definitely gonna check that out...." He's about to ask about the gun, but his question is answered before he needs to voice it. And-- oh.

"see ya," he responds with a brief wave as his new ally disappears from the game, leaving Mokuba all alone...

Save for the aftermath of the carnage he'd caused.

Mokuba takes a second, glancing at the corpses. Do they not.... disappear, he wonders. But he's quickly distracted by the messages that pop up before him......

Oh. Oops. Well, at least he got some stat bonuses out of that little miscalculation.

The quiet click breaks the stillness of the quiet night, immediately puts Mokuba on alert once again. His hand quickly goes to the hilt of his katana, though he doesn't draw the blade as he slowly turns to look behind him.

He expects to see a monster, or another pistol pointed at him. Instead, his eyes widen in the sliver of light.

"oh...." he says quietly. he steps toward the building cautiously, taking his hand from the sword to show he means no harm. "hello...??"

No answer. What's a little creepier was that the AI messages seemed to cut out mid-window once that door cracked open - as though it were silenced.

No sign of movement from the crack. No sounds beyond those of outside, which include several wolf howls.

Oh that's. Eerie. Despite his nerves, he approaches the door, a little faster when he hears the distant sound of wolves.

"I promise I won't hurt you or anything! I'mnot with those assholes..!!" he announces as he nudges the door open slowly.

Nudging the door open would reveal an interior quite different from its surroundings. There is a plain but furnished lobby, complete with an unmanned front desk. Several seats are noticeably facing the windows. No signs of life though - and whatever bright light gleamed through the crack through the door didn't seem like it quite came from the lamps - too dim. Scattered textbooks could be seen on the counters and tables, clearly meant to be treated like magazines and such. Many of them are pertaining to higher-level math. The door will close on its own once Mokuba goes in. ---- There's a stairwell that leads to 2nd floor, aglow with the same light. And from there laid a hall with a single open door.

Mokuba enters the building hesitantly, eyes darting back and forth as he takes in the new surroundings carefully. He notices that it isn't as bright as it seemed from outside. Maybe that's some kind of video game effect, a beacon indicating an interactable item.

He jumps slightly when the door closes behind him. Turns his head sharply, looks around himself, then returns to his investigation. He slides a hand over one if the textbooks with a raised eyebrow.

"hello...?" he calls out again, a bit louder now.

He'll take just a few moments to poke around this lobby, before turning his attention to the same bright light that shines upstairs.

"is anybody here??" he calls out once more as he ascends the stairs. His heart beats in his chest, yet he approaches the open door.

The lobby is shaped similar to that of a hotel's, which includes a small dining area and kitchen. Bathrooms are seen in one corner, though whether they're actually needed, given what Mokuba's seen in the game, is up in the air. Nothing else really of note though. The numbers in the halls are like those in a hotel: 201, 202, 203, etc. It's Room 213 that's been left open. The simple bedroom has a bed with blue sheets on it. Many textbooks and hand-written notes are seen on a small table and on the ground - as though someone decided to use a full immersion VR to study. There are three ceiling lights inside the room, two warm and bright - and one lightbulb glowing black. Some plants are growing in a strange mechanical set-up. Immediately noticable from the doorway is a very familiar dark-haired girl sitting in a dark lacquered chair, facing the window outside unmoving. She is dressed in a red cloak with a small golden infinity symbol. She does not acknowledge Mokuba's arrival. What's striking about the girl in red is that she has gold irises - and yet despite the brightness, there's a sense no one's home. Like an avatar that was left behind - as if away from the keyboard.

Mokuba enters the open room with extreme caution, though he doesn't immediately reach for his weapons. His eyes quickly dart around, taking in as many details as quickly as possible-- the bed, the books, the notes, the plants.

But mostly, the girl. And Mokuba's eyes go wide.

"Chi......?"

He hesitates. Especially when he receives no reply. Cautiously, he comes closer, repeating the name. Finally, he reaches out a hand to her shoulder, turning her just enough to see her eyes. And his own widen for a moment.

Oh.

He tries to shake her a little, snaps his fingers in front of her. But finally accepts the realization-- AFK. Or at least, he hopes that's all it is.

For a moment, he considers just... Waiting. Until she comes back, or wakes up. But after a few moments of looking around the room a bit more, he starts to feel uncomfortable. Restless. Like he's invading someone's privacy.

He gives the Girl in Red a long look, chewing at his lip as he contemplates.

After a few minutes, he finally realizes. Despite the 1:1 time relation, he hasn't exactly been paying attention to the time he's spent in here. Is Seto home yet? Should he eat something?

Another few moments pass, before he makes his decision. If he logs out here, he'll resume in the same spot, right? That's what Glasses said, that bases are safe to log out, no matter what?

Well, he's going to find out.

He takes a deep breath, and decides to try and disconnect directly, without opening the menu this time.

[levaagrace]

Okay, so, decided to go ahead and make a reclist. Couldn't really narrow it down to just five, so here's eight of them. In sort of an order of faves and similar themes.

STOPGAP PROPHECY by PRISMATICAL one shot, ~16k words

I used to read this one basically every night when the last act of season five was airing. Brang me much comfort. Essentially, just Jon fucking losing it on everyone and them actually having an ounce of sympathy for him. Highly out of character (they would murder him and not even feel anything about it) but still. Kept me from going insane during it all.

WHERE THERE'S A WILL, WE MAKE A WAY by BUBONICKITTEN 34/? chapters, ~305k words

Let me count the ways I love this fic. It has time/dimension travel as the premise is an alternate end-of-the-apocolypse Jon travels using Hill Top Road to when he was comatose/dead, it has frank discussions of issues the series refused to have when it comes to their treatment of Jon, it even has statement speech where Jon can only speak using quotes from statements. Unfinished, although the author says she will. Please read.

IT WILL BE THIS, ALWAYS by BLUEJAYBLUESKIES 10 chapters, ~52k words

Ever wanna read a fic where Jon brings up all the issues he and Martin has as well as his suicidal thoughts? And also where they get dangerously close to breaking up? Well. Here ya go. Set elsewhere, its an examination on how they cope with. Well. Everything. Lots of discomfort here with a 'happy' ending, and I wish they had actually broken up, but what can you do :/

A LITTLE BROKEN, A LITTLE BRIGHT by SWORDSONNET 10 chapters, ~79k words

Similar to the prior fic, a deep examination on all the issues Jon and Martin have or will have if they survived to elsewhere. Heavy on the suicidal thoughts here, though, as Jon is actively self harming in so many words. Doesn't much include a discussion of breaking up like the prior does, but it doesn't ignore that their relationship is not the best and they do talk about it.

THE WORTH OF A LIFE by AMBERASTRA 4 chapters, ~16k words

Jon dies! Sort of! Premise is a version where Jon goes along with the plan and hasn't seen It's A Wonderful Life so a phantom Gerry takes place of Clarence when Jon is about to jump off a bridge to shows him, and the others, that even if Jon hadn't been around to 'cause the end of the word', everything would still be FUCKED. Very cathartic, much emotional release, surprise in the epilogue.

"IT'S NOT ABOUT YOU" "IT NEVER IS" by IWANNABEYAHTZEE 3 chapters, ~10k words

Jon dies! For real this time! Completes suicide mid season three and the aftermath of what that brings. Spoiler alert, Basira takes his place as the Archivist. There's a lot of character bashing of Basira and Martin being the vocal point of that, which doesn't make sense to me, but as long as she gets hers I don't give a fuck, lol. How's it feel to be hungry? How's it feel to be a monster? How's that poetic justice? Pretty good it doesn't seem. Eat shit and die, Basira.

UNLOVELY THING by RUNARELLE 7 chapters, ~29k words

Most recent fic I've read and one of the few 'Jon goes through with quitting' fics I have here. Not a lot of spite and anger, and it does have some moments of the others being uncharacteristically reasonable. Still. Fairly cathartic. Need to reread it, but I wouldn't have bookmarked it if it wasn't good, lol.

ASK AN EXEC[...] by SHNEYOPALS 6 chapters, ~43k words

Epistolary, outsider perspective fic in a sense. Jon, under an anonymous pseudonym, sends questions throughout the seasons to a website seeking help. An injection of sanity into the insanity of the series, as it lays out the facts and talks them through from both sides of things. Sympathetic to Jon without coddling, understanding of the others without excusing them.

If you look through my bookmarks later, you'll see a lot of fics I should get rid of tbh. Had a weird hanahaki disease phase. A lot of JMart in general. The big Supernatural Crossover I wrote also includes JMart in it as being, like, able to be healthy, but that's cause it wasn't about that, lol. So. Anyway. Hope this helps :)

Hi do you have an ao3 account or just fic recs In general? I’ve been looking through your account and I feel like you read a lot of good ones.

Hey! Yeah! My AO3 is HERE! You can read the few I have myself or there’s my bookmarks!

I appreciate the confidence in my tastes. My apologies if it’s not exactly what you’re looking for. If ya want I can narrow the ones I have there into my top five?

[sexcbatman]

title cigarettes out the window P1 ( P2 )

pairing : jason todd x latino! male reader

summary : jason needed a drink of something strong and boy did he get something that intoxicated him.

warnings : mentions of alcohol, cigarettes, and skin picking ( anxiety )

authors note: its so bad but wtv. also didnt check for grammar so if theres mistakes im sorry, its two am.

Cheeks painted red his fingers couldn't help but twitch as his throat clogged up. Double checking himself with his phone camera he frowned. Why the actual fuck was his hair not working the day he needed it to work. He was due for what he felt like was a date in the next 3 minutes and fuck was he so nervous. You probably didn't even consider it such but Jason did.

After-all, Jason would grasp onto your 'friendly' gestures and treated it like you were absolutely infatuated with him. It was devastating and delusional, due to the fact you were probably straight. Jason was supposed to be straight, thats at least what he thought. Till he came to a realization a week ago that he sure was fucking not.

Straight people don't fantasize about holding hands and whispering poems softly into the ears of there new a-claimed friends. Every-time he read a romance novel he'd often find himself comparing you to the male lead and him to the female lead. Hell he was even looking to find novels with great gay love stories to fantasize and analyze too.

Pawing at his hair as he lost himself in his thoughts he came to realize he was slightly late. Letting out a distrained sigh, his inner corner of his brows rose with stress. He hasn't been this nervous since him and his ex- Artemis got serious.

Adjusting his shirt, he tried his best to look decent. Mostly everything in his closet was either joggers and plain shirts. Except the tailored suits for gala's, but he wasn't gonna wear a full blown suit to a simple 'date' to the mall. You had invited him to come with you to eat and then go around the mall to look for a shirt due to the fact you had a family reunion thing out of town sometime this week.

Putting his big boy pants on his headed into the mall and headed towards the food court. Looking for a place to sit he spotted a two chaired table and took a seat.

You were about 4 minutes late, feet tapping Jason picked at the skin outside of his nail while anxiety filled his chest. Lips pursing he felt like he had the biggest bitch face on.

Once those 4 minutes turned into 30 he felt like he was gonna cry or probably go be rude to bruce to cope with the fact he was probably stood up.

Sighing heavily he felt dumb, you didn't care for him much so it didn't matter to you. To him though he felt so disappointed like he always did. You were his first guy crush and you grabbed that shit by the throat. Shook it around and spit on it.

“Shit, sorry for being like so late.” Your voice entered his ears causing him to pick deeper into his skin.

“it's whatever, don't care much.” letting out a dry chuckle Jason shrugged and stood up taller in his seat.

“You sure ? You look fucking pissed man.. well I mean — that is understandable literally wasted 30 something minutes of your time but I have an excuse.” chuckling nervously you slid into the seat in-front of him.

“Yeah no duh and it better be a good reason.”

“Man you're literally acting like you're my boyfriend or something.” joking around you pressed your keys on the table and let out a airy laugh. “so basically I accidentally hit this guys rim while reversing, he got pissed and I had to like give him my info. Should've just drove away, its Gotham afterall. No one give's a shit about the tiny stuff.”

“Yeah you should've drove off.” ignoring the boyfriend comment he tapped his aching fingers ignoring the way it was throbbing.

“Anyways, what do you wanna eat? They have Chick-fil-a, Chinese, Mexican, burgers, hot wings and omg Korean hot dogs.” grabbing Jasons hand you stared down at his fingers and frowned softly.

“I'll pay for everything so don't worry bro.” lifting his fingertips up to your mouth you pecked them softly.

Brows furrowing inward deeper Jason tore his hand away, now you just had to be messing with him. How could you do such an intimate gesture than call him bro.

“Can I get a burger with a water, and thanks.” brushing his fingers over the hand you kissed his eyes flicked to your face.

You looked embarrassed, eye lashes blinking rapidly he saw you swallow thickly but recover your fallen expression with a smile.

Getting up from your spot you grabbed slid your keys across the table for Jason to hold than proceeded to walk off.

You felt like shit, you were definitely gonna have a slight dent in your wallet from that rim and Jason was mad at you. Maybe he was annoyed by how touchy you were or the way your voice sounded.

Twisting the rings on your finger you sighed and made it to the burger stand. Ordering Jasons usual burger combo and your own you gave your name then slid your card.

You really cared for Jason and didn't want him to leave. You adored him, platonically of course. Thats at least what you thought but you were honestly questioning because he's all you can think about sometimes.

During your day and work all you can wonder is what he's doing at that moment. You also got really fuzzy while thinking of BESTIE scenarios with him. Wait let's back track because this definitely sounds like a crush.

Holy fuck you liked Jason.

Mouth agape you finally made it to the table, eyes staring at a pretty green eyed male on his phone who was twirling your car keys with his fingers. You shook your head but not in disbelief. You could honestly see why you liked him, he was really your type.

From the personality to his little quirks, “Im back jacey wacey.”

Corners of his lip quirking the white streaked male met eyes with you, “Jacey wacey?”

“Thats your new nickname.” giving a wink you blew a kiss that caused him to advert his eyes. Shit maybe you just made him uncomfortable.

“Hey can I ask you something.” placing his phone down along with your car keys on the table he kept eye contact.

“Go ahead, shoot it at me.”

“Are you like into — um guys? I have this friend and he thinks your like cute.” biting into his lip he looked anywhere but you whilst he spoke.

“Yes.I think? I would kiss a guy and date one, so I guess that makes me into them.”

Jason felt his heart genuinely drop to his asshole, trying to control his glee he smiled. “Cool, cool.”

“Does this friend happen to be you?” asking the question you scooted your seat next to his and peered at him closer.

“Yeah, it's me. I think you're cute, adorable, geeky,cute and sexy all the great combinations.” Grabbing his boldness from the closet, he leaned in close and smirked.

Pressing your lips into Jasons, you felt your heart twist and jump with glee in every muscle of your body. Hand grasping at the back of your neck jason went in for a deeper kiss.

Staying there for what felt like eternity you pulled away realizing you guys were in public.

“The spring sun shows me your shadow,the spring wind bears me your breath.” brushing a strand of your hair behind your ear Jason inhaled softly, “You are mine for a passing moment but I am yours to the death.”

“someones down bad already.” leaning into the back of your seat you wiggled your brows.

“It's rosamund marriot watson.” voice soft Jason shrugged,“What do you mean? I literally despise you for playing with my feelings.”

“ok, play with deez nutz instead?”

[thebluespirit83]

debunking pro-snape/anti-james arguments and putting it on the internet because clearly i hate myself. buckle up. this is gonna be a VERY long post. im ready for the amount of hate i will get; im willing to take one for the team. 

1. james forced lily into dating/marrying/etc him 

this literally never happened? because its almost as if lily is her own person who is able to stand up for herself-

“I wouldn’t go out with you if it was a choice between you and the giant squid,” said Lily.

“LEAVE HIM ALONE!” Lily shouted. She had her own wand out now. James and Sirius eyed it warily.

She turned on her heel and hurried away [from james]. 

-and so she would not allow someone to walk all over her. its almost as if james (canonically) matured as a person, and she appreciated this, realised he was a good person and got feelings for him? because james’ only negative traits were that he was conceited and a show off. people are able to mature and grow from these things! james did this! he did not ‘force’ lily to go out with him!

2. james and the other marauders bullied snape

you know what, i cant even disagree with this one. you’re right - they did bully him. but lets look a little bit at the context. 

sirius and james were both upper class, naive white rich boys. they are idiots. they were both stupid smart teenagers!! they were popular! and while this does not excuse the gross bullying snape was subject to-

Pink soap bubbles streamed from Snape’s mouth at once; the froth was covering his lips, making him gag, choking him

Several people watching laughed; Snape was clearly unpopular ... Snape was trying to get up, but the jinx was still operating on him; he was struggling, as though bound by invisible ropes.

-it (unfortunately) makes sense with context. james and sirius also stopped bullying people, and even expressed discomfort/regret with the way they acted-

“I’m not proud of it,” said Sirius quickly.

“Of course he was a bit of an idiot!” said Sirius bracingly, “we were all idiots!

[sirius talking to remus] you made us feel ashamed of ourselves sometimes

A lot of people are idiots at the age of fifteen. He grew out of it.

-when they were younger! i’d also like to point out these little lines i noticed when i was finding quotes for my argument which snape stans like to ignore:

James and Snape hated each other from the moment they set eyes on each other

I mean, he [snape] never lost an opportunity to curse James

there was a flash of light and a gash appeared on the side of James’s face, spattering his robes with blood

wow, look at that. the hate they felt for each other was mutual! snape also jinxed james! but oh wait - james was the one who matured! snape was the one who bullied his son twenty years later because he looked like james! 

3. snape didnt abuse the kids at hogwarts 

here’s a real argument i saw when looking through some pro-snape posts: ‘snape wasn’t an abuser, because abusers don’t let their victims retaliate, but snape did let the kids talk back to him’

what. the. fuck?! 

this is the dictionary.com definition of abuse: ‘to treat in a harmful, injurious, or offensive way’ or ‘to speak insultingly, harshly, and unjustly to or about’. i’m pretty sure snape did both of these things-

“I don’t need help from filthy little Mudbloods like her!”

“So,” said Snape, gripping Harry’s arm so tightly Harry’s hand was starting to feel numb.

Snape threw Harry from him with all his might.

[hermione’s teeth]  "I see no difference."

‘Idiot boy!’ snarled Snape [at neville]

-on multiple occasions. i’d also like to remind you guys that neville’s worst fear is SNAPE?! his TEACHER, a figure that is supposed to be there for emotional and educational support is his worst fear in this entire world?! above the woman who drove his parents to insanity? over failure, over his abusive grandmother, over everything? his teacher? and for the pro-snaper that used this quote-

Nearly everyone laughed. Even Neville grinned apologetically.

-to claim that it was a joke, it isn’t a joke. because when snape came out of that cupboard, he was terrified. yes, it’s an embarrassing thing to have as your boggart, but the point is is that it is. he is terrified of that man. 

4. james only joined the order because his wife was a muggleborn and he ‘had to’

this is just factually incorrect. james had been sticking up for muggleborn rights since he was in school, far before he started dating or even became friends with lily: 

“Apologize to Evans!” James roared at Snape, his wand pointed threateningly at him.

“I’d NEVER call you a - you-know-what!”

so this is literally not true!! plus, at least he did join the order, whatever his reasons where (which were canonically good). snape didnt join the order. snape was friends with someone who suffered discrimination in society, and instead of using his privilege to help her and support her, he joined a group that was set on murdering people like her. when james had a friend who underwent oppression (remus/lycanthropy) you know what he did? he illegally became an animagus. 

5. snape had to be a death eater to survive at hogwarts as he roomed with blood supremacists

this is the shittiest excuse i have ever seen in my entire life. as a poc, this comment really reminds me of the argument ‘i was raised in a racist white household! i cant control my beliefs!’

you can always control your beliefs. i understand not going on big rants about blood inequality in front of a bunch of supremacists, and i understand wanting to blend and fit in (especially because he was unpopular and needed the support the slytherin boys provided), but i will never understand then becoming an active member of the group yourself. he got the dark mark. he helped voldemort. he was a death eater, and a proud one at that! no-one forced him to join. this argument literally makes my blood boil. 

6. snape had a lot of trauma from being raised in an abusive household

okay? so did sirius. so did neville. luna was bullied at school, just like snape. harry lived in an abusive household. did any of those people bully children? did any of those people join a blood supremacist group? and dont get me wrong, im not calling any of these people perfect - they all had a lot of flaws - but none of them hurt another people to the extreme that snape did. 

7. snape saved the trio’s lives many times

this is the absolute bare minimum. ‘oh wow, he didnt let harry die!! what a king! he should be respected and praised! we should excuse all of his other actions because he didnt let people die <3′ 

8. snape is not a perfect person, he also did good that many people overlook

you’re right, snape did do some good things in his life. but unfortunately, for me and many others, doing a couple of good things doesnt excuse all of the shitty, abusive things he did too. we’re not ignoring them - we just dont think they’re good enough reasons to forgive him. 

‘but james and sirius hurt others! you ignore all the bad things they did in favour of the good!’ you do the same thing with snape, first of all. second, they did a lot of good stuff. james’ and sirius’ only crimes were being annoying. for being a bit of a dick, conceited, knew they were hot and were a bit entitled. while these things are annoying as fuck, they were also stupid teens that eventually grew out of their behaviour and became better people. not perfect! better. while snape just stayed bitter at the marauders, long after their deaths, and even took his anger out on an innocent child. 

9. people only hate snape because he was poc and queer coded

as a poc and queer person, please stop. this is a very bad excuse. being poc and queer (which im pretty sure he isnt, but anyway) doesnt excuse you from your actions. plus, a huge amount of harry potter readers are poc and lgbtq. why would they hate snape for those reasons?! 

so thats all i got for today. im not gonna go into a deep snily/jily thing because i literally cannot be bothered. anyway im done. i need to go revise, i’ve already spent long enough on this. 

[weedeaterisback]

I was born with a extra chromozone that fucked me over with the ability to speak or WRITE! And if you have seen how i write on my first day on discord. You realized that my writing on the document is more of a 3rd grader.

"2: you bring up the fact that they called you mentally ill (literally one time i think) constantly. yet you also call snail two faced. nose a fetishist and a pedo (its implied dude), the entire 'effin mod team narcissistic, and probably more!"

Hmmm... Maybe its because that Snails is a TWO FACE and Nose a fucking fetishes because he cannot keep out his fetishes out from any game he has ever made. Literally any old fans before votv can fucking confirm that he inserts his fetishes and talk about around minors on discord. And it is not fucking implied that he is a pedo. I literally said in the same fucking document that I don't think he is a pedo! Have you forgotten or did you ignore it? And to compare it to call shit about a minor (which they are fully fucking aware about) mentally ill or disabled? They've been doing that before the document. And because of them I see fucking idiots calling me that while they try "debunking the document" to people who believe me. 3. You misunderstand on what my point on 'growing up' but that is on me because of my fucking dumbass ability to fail to proper explanation of ANYTHING. "Refusing to accept criticism? what criticism? you cant act like an expose doc is criticism. you were borderline dehumanizing him, not really criticizing him in any way other than calling him a million different ways of saying "irredeemable creep"" This guy has been already exposed to fucking argue anyone who criticize or fucking delete it entirely. It has been exposed already about how itch comments that criticize his game in any way gets deleted.

"7-A: when you say things like this, all I see is that you are very angry. It isn't a coincidence anymore. You're pissed. It's a nothing burger of a point and only showcases that you are pissed the hell off." Nothing burger. Of course you missed all the recent shit that has happen. 1. Refusing to ban an exposed pedophile from their server. A member has exposed a pedophile, who has sexually harassed multiple minors, in their server and brought it to the mods. The mods did nothing. And than that member sent me the dm and me and the victims brought it light. Now the pedophile is gone from the server (unsure they were banned or just left). 2. Fucking abusing the Russians from their server. Now there is this big separate drama because the mods and nose has been mistreating Russians. And now been exposed by a russian youtuber who made a video and even reference my document. Где рутина, Там и Сиськи... | Voices of the void (минусы игры и не только игры) (youtube.com) 3. Actively choose to ignore their fucking fanatic defenders going around harassing people who supported the doc and spamming gore into their dm. And they are aware of this happening because two or three people has brought this to their attention. One being a itch post which got deleted by the mods and the others were a discord user and twitter user who told him about this. He fucking ignored them. 4. Actively insult anyone who is against him And there is so much more I can't list here because that will take forever. But because of this drama that I've been contacted with multiple patron supporters who came to help me find more evidences. "7-C: you made a point in your doc about nose always playing the "Tee hee I was just joking bro" card, but that point is completely null and meaningless if you were always... Just joking. Right?" That does not excuse fucking publicly sexualize their characters in a public full of channels.

"8: This comment sums up my stance on your doc well. (Also all the positive comments called you the world's best guy for some reason? That's odd.)" They are fucking kids from gamejolt going onto my youtube to call me that. They are not my fucking alts because it requires another email to make another account which I DO NOT HAVE. And these comments have grammar worst than mine.

[tiny-katara]

cilla my beloved not to bother you in the asks again BUT i realized i’ve never seen your LOK thoughts & i’d love to know them! (i just saw ur tags & u mentioned the animated movie probably wouldn’t be any better than lok - agreed - so i assume you’ve seen it, but if u haven’t then feel free to ignore this!)

have a great day my bestie!!

bestie you literally cannot bother me in the asks i don't think it's possible. i love seeing you pop up in them! it makes me so happy <3

if i'm being perfectly honest, i've only seen 3 or 4 episodes of lok, but i do have a vague understanding of the plot and it's such a mess??? some of these things i say could very well be misinformed, so don't hesitate to correct me lol.

honestly i think korra herself is kinda cool. she reminds me a lot of katara tbh because she wants to fight and she's really good at it. her design is cute and i do like her shorter hair as well. i think her little gang is also pretty fun and they all had some good potential. it's also never going to not be funny that korra and asami both date mako and then decide that dating each other is better. also bolin seems like he's a cute little dorky guy, which i whole-heartedly support. they all deserved better characterizations but the overall concepts weren't bad at all.

something about korra that really bothers me is that energybending isn't exclusive to the avatar. it seems pretty dangerous for the average person to use, so i wish that it had just stayed as something the avatar could do to maintain peace when absolutely necessary. it just feels wrong to take a core part of someone's identity. kind of reminds me vaguely of the way our restraints work at the hospital i work at. we consider chemical restraints to be much more severe and intense than like literally tying someone down to the bed because takes their identity and very being away from them. we have some pretty nasty patients here in america and i have never seen us use chemical restraints and my unit has some batshit people. so yeah, something about that whole thing rubs me the wrong way. i think taking away ozai's bending was valid because he had abused it, but that conclusion was far too easy for aang to come to. it is not something that should be taken lightly.

i also hate they solve the airbender crisis by just "now everyone bends" because it just kind of fuels this idea that if you don't have an exceptional skill, you're not as good as other people. like nonbenders have their strengths too??? getting rid of them does not solve the problem, it will only create new weaknesses. becoming too reliant on something that can be taken away is dangerous. we want a functioning society, not a building on the edge of a cliff that will crumble if one little stone chips off.

one of the worst things about korra is how they treat bloodbending though. do you have any idea how fucking useful that could be??? literally life saving. so many zutara fics under like 100k handle bloodbending better than a 4 season show and that's just ridiculous. katara should have been able to hone the skill and find its weaknesses and strengths. it's honestly very ignorant and just shows that they have a very poor understanding of the importance of blood in the body, which i could excuse if they didn't also demonize the skill and treat it as pure evil. i swear part of the point of the oringial show is that no form of bending is inherently good or evil and then they do that??? they don't even have a proper understanding of their own themes.

i don't think i really need to mention that the show is just full of blatant sexism towards katara doesn't get a statute, autonomy, accomplishments, etc. but that happens to all the women??? like where tf is suki??? you're telling me this girl that hijacked an airship and just vanished off the face of the earth??? yeah, i don't think so.

also yue??? she's badass of her own accord--and this a bit of a tangent but yue is a badass in a feminine way. like katara and suki are both feminine and badass, but they're badass bc they'll beat you up in the street if you're out of line. yue is badass in the sense that she is endlessly serene and patient and can calmly take you down without a single rude word. she will not be a pushover even tho she is kind and she is understanding, yet stern with her judgements. she is so cool snd it literally does not make any kind of sense that she is not mentioned or given a statue or any kind of acknowledgment. its literally so ridiculous and infuriating.

toph is treated slightly better, but is still a bad mom and everything surrounding her is just a mess. the fact that the stupid cabbage guy (sorry i don't really like him that much lol) gets his own statue makes my blood boil. like i know it's supposed to be a joke, but it's just a slap in the face because none of our beloved female protagonists get the same respect. it's disgusting.

i really don't even have the strength to get into kata/ang and their children and the damaged relationships and ignored cultural values and all of that, but just know that it's absolutely horrifying that katara had to give so much of the culture and identity she was proud of up for a man. no one should ever have to give up a piece of their identity for their partner.

anyways thanks for the ask bestie <3 you're welcome to drop in anytime i really do love hearing from youuu!!