#this is so shitty but i do not care

[psychoc1ty]

✧.* - “he couldn’t make you feel like this.”

summary: johnny sees you w another guy and well, he gets pissed.

warnings: drinking, smut, possessive!johnny, oral (reader receiving), very sub!reader, degrading, aftercare at the end

a/n: had this in my head for a while now, why not write about it? also if this is short as well my apologies. i need to write a bit more i have a shit load of smuts in my notes

wc: 1091 words

johnny was always protective of you. it was in the middle, to where it wasn’t much, and where it was. yes he lets you have friends, he lets you hang out with other guys, but a certain thing about that. he only lets you do it if it’s someone he knows.

you two went to a bar, and johnny went off somewhere with his friends. you didn’t know what was going on, you could have one more drink and you’re out.

“heyyyyy…. could i uhhh have this?” you said in a drunk tone. the bartender looked at you, he was blonde, curly haired, “here, lady. let me help ya.” little did you know, johnny and his friends were sitting on couches right behind you. he heard every little thing, and you thought he was drunk with his friends.

you started to calm yourself, as the guy started to talk to you, “so what’s your name, pretty girl?”

you were getting ready to speak, as johnny heard and got furious. he walked over to him, “what the fuck did you just call her??” you got scared when you heard him, because you didn’t see him, “johnny! oh my god…”

he rested his hands on your shoulders, “come with me.” johnny grabbed your arm and led you to the bathroom. he shut and locked the door, “so what the hell was that about?!” you looked away, knowing that he was staring at you, anticipating an answer.

“i promise, it wasn’t anything serious.” he slammed you against the sink, turning your chin, “pfft, yeah right. why the fuck did he call you ‘pretty girl’ then??” you looked at him with soft doe eyes, agape mouth. you shrugged, but you knew if you didn’t tell him answers to certain things, he’d get pissed.

“i swear to god. do you not know what he could have done? he could’ve fucked you in here and i wouldn’t have known.” you sighed and let your head go back, “johnny. it isn’t a huge deal.”

he scoffed, “to me it is!” his voice was high and everything. you rolled your eyes, “i’m going back out there-“ johnny cut you off before you could leave. he forcefully took a hold of your wrist, and pulled you back to him, “not so fast now, babe.”

you whined, “johnnyyy.” you knew he wasn’t letting you out anytime soon because he doesn’t want you seeing that guy again.

johnny started to kiss you, and of course you responded to it. it was just one kiss to a heated makeout in just a matter of seconds. his tongue started to intertwine with yours. moans started to leave your mouth, but you considered them as mistakes.

his mouth left yours, and it then went down to your neck. johnny kissed it not too soft but not too hard at first, but then it was rough. it got to where he started to leave love bites on you. he really wanted to show who you belonged to.

johnny stopped with his love bites after a while, then he flipped you around to where you were looking in the mirror, “baby? what are you doing?” johnny gave you no warning, and pulled up your dress, then vigorously yanked down your panties.

he undid his belt, and pulled down his pants, followed by his boxers. his hardened cock sprung free, he bent you over, and put it inside you. you let out a gasp, because you didn’t expect this coming.

johnny had both his hands on your waist. he started to thrust his hips lightly into you, as you tried to not make noise already. he chuckled, “what the fuck do you think you’re doing? let out those sexy noises. i wanna hear you. let that guy hear ya too.” your lips were put together still, trying to challenge yourself.

he started to get pissed, “alright then.” he slammed himself into you hard, which let you elicit a loud moan that the none of you were expecting.

“oh, johnny!”

he smirked, “oh yeah? what’s my name, sugar? i couldn’t hear you.” you let out your needy moans and breaths, which of course, included his name.

“johnny! your name is johnny!”

“yeahh. you think that other bitch could make you feel like this, huh?” you shook your head no. johnny needed a response, “words, baby. i need words.” you tried to speak, “n-no.”

he bit his lip, “mhmm. good girl. jus’ look in the mirror, and see how pretty you look when you’re getting fucked by me.” you obeyed him and looked in the mirror. your back was arched, your hands laid on the sink, and you already looked fucked.

the more johnny slammed into you, the more you started to reach your orgasm. he asked if you were close, but you couldn’t answer. you were seeing stars. he asked again, “are you close, babydoll?” you nodded yes, “yeah, yeah!”

he moaned, “yeah? you gonna cum all over my dick? do it then. i wanna feel more of you.” he kept railing you til you reached the wave, your orgasm hit you hard. you came all over his dick, just like he asked you to. johnny then reached his orgasm and came into you, “fuck, sugar..”

you both were out of breath. johnny took himself out of you. you pulled up your panties from them being on your ankles and he pulled up his pants, and did his belt.

“can i ask why you did that..?” you said breathlessly. johnny sighed, “i wanted to teach you a lesson. listen, i love you and all, but i don’t wanna see you with a dumb bitch like that. trying to ask you what your name is and calling you pretty?? hell no.”

you smiled, “okay. it won’t happen again. i promise.” johnny smiled back at you, “it better not. if so, i’ll just have to fuck you again but right in front of him so he knows who you belong to.”

you laughed, “i love you too much.”

he chuckled, “i love you too, dollface. now we should probably get out of here, don’t ya think?” you nodded yes, and immediately got out. before you two left, johnny said something to the guy.

“i wanna let you know that, that girl you called pretty, that’s MINE. don’t you fuck with her again, alright? if so, i’ll fuck her right in front of you.”

you and johnny then left. next time you two went to the bar, he wasn’t seen again.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Kiss Kiss Fallen Tree!

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[stuckinapril]

maybe a bit of an esoteric advice but saving nice things people have said in a notes app entry has saved me so many times. if i’m having a bad day, being hard on myself, dealing w negativity from others etc etc. just whatever it is. i open this page—which is basically a compilation of people complimenting me on certain attributes, sweet interactions i wrote down, or things i’ve accomplished—and it brings me right down to earth. like someone could be saying mean shit about me (whether it be a person or a voice in my own head) & instead of having to go through the mental toil of summoning up positive memories to negate that, i just go to that notes app entry. i read over everything and im like ohhhh ok im not the most horrible person in the world after all. i don’t deserve being told that after all. it’s all written down right here.

[elizakai]

uhm idk what happened but apparently harem (reverse harem!????) time-???

[cowardlykrow]

"Hah, dude doesn't even know he's in my tamagotchi."

[guinevereslancelot]

what was with cameron house md she spends 90% of the episode saying she wants their patient to die bc he's a genocidal dictator and her colleague husband says "babe it bothers me for ethical reasons that you want our patient to die :(" and she said "hm maybe you're right :/" but when it comes down to it the genocidal dictator lays a finger on her in an aggressive manner and chase instantly commits medical malpractice to murder the guy and then when he tells her she LEAVES HIM bc boo hoo he's a murderer now like GIRL he killed a man for you!!! he's wracked with catholic guilt!!! he's being crushed beneath the weight of his sins because he chose his devotion to you over his devotion to god!!! he literally could not get any sexier at this moment in time!!!

[manderleyfire]

Cooper Howard vs The Ghoul + flirting game (they're the same picture)

[sea-jello]

Day 8/October 8: Curses || Empty Titles || "You've met with a terrible fate, haven't you?"

ik its late and its more of a concept sketch that anything anyways but like. do you understand the vision. was he ever called a general or am i imagining things

[navree]

"rhaenys could have ended the war by dracarysing all the greens right there" yes because a distant relation to the throne deciding to barbecue an anointed and publicly positively hailed king and his entire family who is well loved within the city and in multiple other parts of the country for the sake of the succession of a far-away princess no one was ever on board with who hasn't been seen by the populace in literal years, her psycho husband, her three obvious bastards, and two toddlers from the psycho husband would go over super well with westeros and especially in king's landing where scores of the still-cheering population were killed for no reason by that same dragon who would do the barbecuing, because when targaryens act unilaterally without thinking of how the people would react there's never any problem, which is why the storming of the dragonpit and robert's rebellion were actually just collective delusions dreamed up by readers who hate rhaenyra and not key parts of the story and house targaryen's history that directly contributed to their demise and are intrinsic to the plot

truly team black stans are made up of only the most genius and media literate amongst us

[mellosdrawings]

OOOOOO CAN I ASK HOW WOULD THE N2 SQUAD REACT TO EACH OF THEM DYING?

What have you unleashed?

(WARNING: Angst, allusions to death, all that fun stuff. Nothing graphic tho, don't worry)

Jamil

He shouldn’t be surprised.

Well… He isn't surprised. Jamil Viper doesn't get nice things. Not for more than a few months, anyway.

Every once in a while, life takes pity on him and throws some nice, agreeable news his way. Just enough so that he lets his guard down. Just enough so that he allows himself to think maybe things will get better. Just enough so that he can pretend he isn't chained to a fate he will never escape.

A letter to NRC, a plan that goes a little too well, a couple of upperclassmen who seem to genuinely love him for who he is and not who he pretends to be.

So of course it doesn't last. Life gives and life takes.

Kalim follows, Octavinelle gets involved, Leona and Vil-

Well…

He isn't surprised.

Jamil Viper doesn't get nice things.

Vil

They look at him like they expect something from him. Horror, anger, ugly tears maybe. Just a reaction. Anything. Anything at all.

Vil doesn't give them that. Doesn't give them an opportunity to pity him. Doesn't give them food for gossip. Doesn't give them any material to make this topic last for any longer than it has to.

He knows how it works. Someone snaps a pic of him at his lowest, someone records his voice breaking during an interview, someone catches his lips tremble for but a second, and everybody will start talking about it again. And again. And again. For as long as there is a reaction from him. For as long as the topic attracts views.

Suffering brings more views than success.

So Vil doesn't react. Doesn't say a thing. Doesn't acknowledge the topic.

Better to be a cold asshole for a few weeks than to hear about it for years.

And in the darkness of his own room, where there is no camera, no eyes, and no ears to witness his grief-

Vil cries himself to sleep.

Leona

It’s just sand.

Only sand.

For miles and miles, further than the eye can see, nothing but sand.

Ruggie had the clever foresight to send all of Savanaclaw packing when Leona got the news. They would be sand too otherwise.

Who cares.

Who fucking cares.

He could turn the whole world to sand and it wouldn't be enough.

He might as well turn his own heart into sand.

It would hurt less.

[cripplepunkbarbarian]

I am so glad that the kid spectrals have such normal and caring spirits who will definitely not physically endanger and/or cruelly betray them in the midst of their lives already being destroyed by cults, monsters, and interpersonal drama. It’s so cool and nice 👍

[psychoc1ty]

✧.* - “mark me up.”

summary: one kiss, then a heated makeout, then love bites.

warnings: swearing, some smut, making out, giving hickeys, praise

a/n: this song made me think of him giving me love bites, idk why. ANDDD johnny is obsessed w your neck here. idk he just felt like this

wc: 1327 words

“baby?” johnny asked you. you were on your phone, “yeah?” johnny was always the type of guy to ask you questions. he was just a bit clingy with you. you were too, of course.

he wrapped an arm around you, “i hope you know i love you.” you laughed, “do you?” johnny looked confused, “what do you mean, doll? i fucking love you.” that’s when you put your phone down, “prove it.”

johnny sighed, “i can’t literally prove it to you.” you gave him a dirty look. he then shot you a smirk.

“don’t you give me that look.”

when he spoke to you like this, it really woke up something in you. you also felt like he was trying to do something to you when he spoke like this. even if he did and it had no meaning behind it. you just didn’t wanna think about it too much.

“why shouldn’t i?” you teased. when you teased johnny, it made him somewhat weak. somewhat meaning not all the way. he was the one that made YOU weak.

he chuckled, “because once i do this to you, you won’t be giving me those looks anymore.” you got confused, “…what do you mean, johnny?” which you think you knew what he meant, but you weren’t for sure.

johnny decided to bring something up that was bothering him, “you know when we go places together, and there’s men that stare at you?” you got a bit pissed, “yeah, what about it?”

he smiled at this idea he had, “so, next time when we go there, everyone will know who you belong to.” it was exactly what you thought. you either thought it was sex or hickeys. one of ‘em were right. you tried to act confused, “johnny what are you talking about??”

he started to tower over you, “oh you know exactly what i’m talking about. i can see it by the look in your eye.” you rolled your eyes, “i’m going to shower.” you then tried to get out from under him, but you failed. johnny trapped you back in.

“baby.. please,” you whined. johnny cooed, “awh, darling, you can wait.” he started to kiss you, and of course you accepted it. johnny was touching you all over, and you were touching him all over as well.

one kiss just led into a heated makeout.

johnny reached under your shirt, and pulled it off. he then led his hands to your waist, then continued making out with you. he slipped his tongue into your mouth, and you did the same too. you elicited a soft moan. you guys kept this on for a while.

after that while, you then took your tongue out, so did johnny, “you’re so fucking beautiful. i can’t believe you’re mine.” he then moved down to your neck as you were breathing, “i’m all yours, johnny..”

johnny then moved down to your neck. he started to kiss it lightly, then he started to get rough. some moans left your body, but they were just quiet. he let out a chuckle, "don't be shy now."

yes, you were a bit shy, but you managed to get something out. “use your teeth, johnny..” you muttered. he obeyed you. he used his teeth on you, which left a love bite. a deep moan left you, “mhm!” you could feel johnny smirk against your skin, “yeahh, good girl, sugar.”

the way he made out with your neck and leaving it all bitten was such a perfect sight to him. its like he was even more obsessed with you. johnny just couldn't get enough. he kept doing this to you, as your head was thrown back.

the amount of times that johnny had left his love bites on you, he kissed them right after. you felt him do it and you opened your mouth, "ooh!" you could open your mouth anytime for this man. right now, he was just focused on you. nothing else.

"does this feel good, babe?" he asked. you nodded yes in response. although, johnny was below your neck running to your chest. so he couldn't understand you, "i need words, honey. cmon, use that mouth." you could've just fell to your knees right then and there. you absolutely loved it when johnny was strict towards you.

"yeah, uh huh.." you were breathless. he's making you feel too good. that was fine by you, because you were all his. his property. all johnny did was just admire you, "the way you feel is just so amazing. i love you so fuckin' much."

johnny was kissing your chest now, but he didn't go too far. just places that people in public would see. mostly just upper areas. yes he did mark you on your chest. your hands played with his hair as he was marking his girl.

"i'm almost done with you, doll. for now, just keep making those soft noises for me, yeah?" you obeyed him, "yes, sir." the both of you got back to work. you kept making noises he wanted, and johnny continued to admire you in his special way.

"god, johnny. don't you ever stop. i don't want you to stop." you moaned. he grinned against you, "oh? you want me to keep going? are you really that needy?" you breathed out, "yes, yes!" it's true. you were desperate for him to keep going.

he kept going. it was all about you when it came to him. all his attention was on you. he kept marking you up, as if it weren't enough already. but you and johnny loved every part of it.

johnny raised himself up to look at your neck and chest. it was all covered with his love bites. you were all bitten. he smirked at the sight, "now everyone knows your mine."

you bit your lip in satisfaction. he went down to your lips to taste you for once in a while, and you kissed back. johnny held your neck, and shivers ran down your spine once you felt his touch. this makeout session wasn't as intense as the one earlier. although this one was definitely something.

tongues intertwined with each other once again, and a rush of adrenaline ran through you. it wasn't like earlier. just a notch down.

he then pulled away, and looked at you, "you're so perfect. especially when i'm written all over your neck." you blushed whenever he called you perfect. you just love it in general when he does that. you're always perfect in his eyes.

"thank you, handsome. also, can i ask why you did that again? i kind of forgot.." you asked him. you were breathless from the way he was treating you so special. he shot you a smile, "i was wanting to show you who you belong to. that's why you're all bitten."

you looked up into his eyes, "mm, okay." johnny then started to admire you more, "i loved how you looked so shy whenever i was marking you. you're just so cute." you giggled.

johnny laid beside you on the bed, as you got up and grabbed your shirt, "now can i shower?" he chuckled, "you can now, doll. i appreciate you being so good for me." you rolled your eyes as a joke and went into the bathroom.

once you got done with your shower, johnny shot his eyes at you. you smiled at him. johnny then asked you a question, "can i ask you something?" you nodded 'yes'.

"is it possible if.. i could make more love bites on you?" he grinned. you chuckled, "well, aren't i your property?" his grin formed into a smirk, "yes, but is it yes or no?"

you crossed your arms, "you're more than welcome to. but don't leave too much because look at my neck." he scoffed, "i know, babydoll. get over here."

your neck was attacked that night. johnny didn't leave it alone. but hey, you didn't care.

[seiwas]

i think kirishima comes home from the barber’s one day with the ugliest haircut you’ve ever seen on him ☹️ and he’s bouncing around sooooo happy with it, you just don’t have the heart to tell him it’s terrible ☹️🥲

he refused to show you any of his pegs, 100% positive you would love it. bless him because all he really wanted was to surprise you 🥺, hyping it up the weeks leading to the day, too—

“it’s gonna look so good, baby, can’t wait for you to see it,” he kisses you, right as he’s about to head off for his appointment.

you didn’t know it then, eyes sparkling and absolutely smitten as you reply, “looking forward to it.”

so now, as he turns around in front of you, arms open wide as if showing off the pièce de résistance; the absolute cherry on top, he asks, “what do you think? d’you like it?”

and you give it a good look, raising your eyebrows in an effort to look pleasantly surprised (but truthfully just shocked). you can feel the corners of your lips twitching, muscles turning nervous at giving away how you really feel about it.

you take a deep breath and blink, stepping closer to him as you reach up to run your fingers up the nape of his neck and through the strands of his freshly styled hair.

he waits, anticipatory.

two truths sink in at this very moment:

1) it’s just hair. it’ll grow back.

2) you must love him. a whole lot actually, because—

“i love it, it brings out your smile,” you look into his eyes, catching how he beams at you. a sparkling red.

you’ll find a way to let him know about it eventually.

[httpiastri]

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[dykedvonte]

Honestly I see Jimmy's refusal to put Curly out of his misery less about his weird feelings of envy or his delusions but the fact Curly is all but stated to be a shield to Jimmy from his actions and people seeing the worst in him.

The only characters that Jimmy really interacts with one on one before the crash are Curly and Anya, two individuals he has wildly different relationships with. It's likely that Curly really did most of the talking between them as the pilots and the rest of the crew as staff. They didn't know of Jimmy's more reprehensible behaviors cause they never really had the chance to and Jimmy is subconsciously aware. If they had disliked him more than Anya would have told Swansea earlier or even Daisuke when things got really bad.

It's why he takes the immediate opportunity to blame Curly; He's the shield. He's saved Jimmy's ass more times than he can count and more times than Jimmy would ever admit. Even when he can't really do it anymore, he mentally shields himself from his own faults by putting Curly between them. Letting Curly die puts too much on him because he doesn't know how to function without a safety net.

In the end Curly only lives because Jimmy needs the idea that Curly will inevitably make things better to stay alive, meaning Curly has to live, no matter how much it pains him to do so.

[infiniteorangethethird]

being loveless does suck sometimes but less bc of some "ohnooo I'll never be able to loooove what will I ever doooo" bs but because how the hell do you tell the ppl around you that you view all relationships as business transactions where the currency is care and support and the reward is trust? How do you tell someone "hey so I could not care less about you as a person but also I enjoy every second we spend together and I'd fight the universe for you if you asked and if you ever disappeared I probably wouldn't miss you but I'd still cry for all the things we never got to experience together" without being the asshole?