#want to be free wont leave my on repeat

[rrr-mmmm]

eternally

[grahstumhurts]

2. Putting it into gear

Cheerleader!Megan x Loser Band Member!Reader

A/N Not proof read lol so it might have some weird wording and shit.

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The late May air is starting to feel slightly humid and hot as it usually does by this time, Megan's waiting outside. Leaning on the side of the school fence looking effortlessly beautiful as she does.

“Hey” you greet her, “What did you need to talk about?” She looks up from her phone, then looks around behind you to see if people are watching.

“Look, I owe you an apology and-” 

“That's an understatement.” You cut her off. “Two years of ignoring me should get me something better than an apology”

“Just hear me out” 

She looks you in the eyes, Her pupils glistening with the caramelised apple colour it's always been.

“Please,” 

“Fine” You cross your arms in anticipation “You gonna tell me or what?”

“I need to fake date you, for friendship reasons I guess.” Obviously that stuns you, A girl you had a crush on for the past ten years of your life is suddenly asking you to fake date her. 

“What?” Your face contorts in a mix of surprise and confusion “Why me?”

“You're the only gay person I know, I’m trying to come out to them and they won't believe me till I date someone who fits their “Gay” vision” She sighs, her face portrays her obviously conflicted emotions. “Look its okay if you won't do it, You don't owe me anything especially since i abandoned you but at least sleep on it for me.”

She pauses, trying to read your face, noticing the slight differences in your eyes.

“I also needed to say sorry, I wasn't there when I promised I would be.” 

“I wont accept your apology for now, you need to earn my trust back, Megan.”

 You sigh at the dilemma, do you chose to help her with her fake dating thing, or do you leave her behind. 

“I’ll help you under one condition, We will stay friends afterwards.” 

You expect her to say no, the wavering tone in your voice saying so.

“Thank you so much, seriously I appreciate this. I owe you, N/n” She hugs you, Her scent lingering of fresh citrus and light berries. Her arms wrap around your waist, you instinctively wrap your arms around her shoulders.

“We need to figure out a plan for this whole situation.” You comment as you two break the hug, still feeling the lingering warmth of her. 

“Are you free this week to meet up?” 

“Tuesdays and Thursdays I meet up with my band, any other day we can meet up after school.”

“How about wednesday? I have practice, can you come watch and we can go somewhere after?” The thought of her friends seeing you makes your skin crawl as your reputation with these “Popular” people is not exactly great. Considering that you and Lara are the ones who stand up to Greg when he feels the need to degrade Yoonchae. You may or may not have gotten into some physical altercations with said Greg. 

“Sure, It’ll sell the idea that we are dating a bit more,” It’s a trade off that is worth it to make Megan happy. You shrug just as her phone rings, Her ringtone was not the same as the one you had remembered her to have. It had been her favourite song, Perfect Lover by Britney Spears. But now it's one of those default ones, Removing some of the personality from her.

“Yeah?"

"Oh, Okay."

"I’ll see you soon, Mom. Love you bye”

You can vaguely hear her moms voice throughout the quick phone call, her familiar tone isn't something you can forget easily. 

“You gotta go I assume?” you pick at your nails, “I can walk you home if you want?” You look up to her, trying to gauge her reaction through her body language. “Unless you dont want me to.. You know what forget i even said-”

“NO!” She suddenly cuts you off mid sentence “I mean, No” She clears her throat repeating her affirmation in a softer tone, “it’d be nice for my mom to see you again, She used to ask me about you all the time.” She presses her lips into a line, her face covered with embarrassment. 

“Lead the way,” You slightly smile at the thought that her mom still wondered where you had been all this time, She starts walking in the direction of her house. Making small talk to catch up on each others lives during the two years of absence, Your hands brushing together as you walk on the pavement.

“I missed you, you know that right?”

The smallness in her voice juxtaposes her usually large demeanour.

“I hoped you did,”

You chuckle slightly,

“I missed you too.”

“This is me,” she stops in front of the house you used to know, “You wanna stay for dinner? I mean you don't have to or anything.”

“Sure, It’ll be nice to say hi to your mom.” She leads you into her house, The recognisable scent of her moms cooking wafting into your nostrils. Filling your senses with memories of years prior. “Do we have to fake date in front of your mom aswell?” You tease her, Slipping off your shoes.

“Yeah, I guess so..” She replies nervously, just as her Mom wraps around the corner from the kitchen. “Hey, I brought home a special someone.” 

“Oh my gosh, YN! I didn't realise you were coming tonight for dinner.” She embraces you in a warm hug. “Feels like I haven't seen you in forever.” She lightly jabs at Megan with her elbow. 

“Just been busy with school work and college applications, you know how it is.” You lightly giggle at Megan’s mom’s actions. “Glad to see you Mrs. Skiendiel”

“Oh please, Yn. You know not to call me that, Just aunty is okay.” 

-

“Wow aunty, this is seriously delicious.” You moan as you wolf down the rice and pork on your plate. “I'm grateful that your cooking skills haven't deteriorated in the period I haven't seen you” You say in between bites.

“Im happy you like it, feel free to come over and eat when you want to, Honey” She chuckles

“Uhm Mom, We have something to talk about with you.” Megan’s words shift the energy at the table. You swallow your latest bite and glance at Megan, Giving her a reassuring look. 

“You guys are dating? I know, it's not that much of a shock.” Aunty takes the words out of Megan's mouth, “I've been patiently waiting when you two would realise your feelings for eachother. I have a standing bet with your mom, Yn.” She matter-a-factly comments,

“No funny business in my house alright?” 

“Yes aunty, I don't plan on doing anything with Megan till she's ready. Don't worry”

You try to clear the air quickly, Megan grabs your hand on the table. Interlocking her fingers with your ring clad ones, The slightly cold metal meeting her warm skin. The embarrassment of your words settling in with the two of you.

“I wouldn't dare hurt Megan, I hope you know that aunty.” You stupidly grin at her.

“I know, Yn. Just double checking, I know how you teenagers can be.” She lets out a deep sigh of relaxation. “I have some work to do. all I need you guys to do is the dishes, can you two handle that?” She squints her eyes at us, 

“Yeah, dont worry about it, Mom.” Megan stands and starts clearing the plates from the table, You follow her actions grabbing plates and silverware and bringing them to the sink in the kitchen. 

“I’ll be in the office working if you need me, Good night you two.” Megan’s Mom announces before the door closes.

“Oh my god i swear that was the most awkward i've been with your mom in forever.” You let out a deep sigh as you lean against the kitchen counter, Megan places down the rest of the dishes.

“Yeah no that was really awkward.” She giggles “Yes aunty i don't plan on doing anything with Megan till she's ready” She mockingly says in your tone of voice. You shove her shoulder lightly. 

“Come on lets finish the dishes, I rinse, you dry?” You stand over the sink, turn on the sink and scrub the dinner plates with a soapy sponge.

“Mhm, sounds like a solid plan” She hums, picking up the drying towel from the towel rack as you start to hand her some rinsed dishes. You cheekily smile to yourself as you get a devious idea. Megan is suddenly met with a warm splash of water from the sink head

“You did not just do that” She looks at you astonished, Mouth agape. “You little shit, Yn” 

“Such hurtful words require punishment” You giggle as you spray her with more water,

“What the fuck!” She squeals, feeling the water soak her shirt, “that's not fair, i don't have a sink to spray you too.” Suddenly it seems as Megan gets an idea for your payback.

“Come here, YN. Give me, your girlfriend, A hug. why don't you?” 

“No! I'm not gonna hug you, Meg. You gotta catch me first.” She roars with laughter as she chases after you in the kitchen. 

“Im gonna get you!” She loudly shouts, Running you into the corner of the kitchen.

“I’ve got you trapped now don't i?” She pants.

“I guess so, And what are you gonna do about it?”

You tease her, She pulls you into a wet hug “Eughhhh, it's so cold” You groan feeling her damp top spread the water on your shirt. She pulls away, Snickering at the sight of your now also damp shirt, 

“You get what's coming for you.”

“Can i atleast borrow a shirt or something?” You pull your shirt away from your chest to unstick it from your skin.

“Yeah, Come on. Let's go upstairs and dry off.” She grasps her hand with yours, Her nails graze your wrist. She drags you up the stairs into her room. You stare in awe, It looks similar to when you were last here but different at the same time.

“You took down the BTS posters?” You take a glance at her as she rummages through her closet for two shirts.

“Figured it was time to grow up i guess” She sighs and pulls out the shirts. 

“You sure it wasnt just your new friends pressuring you? Not that it really matters honestly, just curious.”

“Yes its fine, seriously, YN. I dont get whats your problem is right now, they were just posters.” She throws a purple oversized shirt at you.

“Just asking, No offence and all that” You exhale deeply, “Should i go to the bathroom and change or?” She just nods and you take that as your sign to leave the room.

You reenter the room and she's laying on her bed, Phone in hand. You knock on the door frame, she glances up then pats the side of the bed for you to sit down.

“Sorry by the way. Its not really my place to ask those types of questions.” You sit on the end of her bed.

“Its okay, I'm sorry too by the way. I overreacted a tad.” You observe as she hesitates to interlock hands, You take action as you interlock your pinkies together. 

"I guess i realized how much you've changed. And i guess i wasn't ready to fully realize it." You lay next to her, Brushing shoulders.

[yanderehsr]

Good Day 😊, Can I please request for an angsty headcannon for Jing Yuan with neglected wife reader with this context:

Basically wife reader feels very neglected by Jing Yuan due to him being busy all the time due to him being the general, even during his free time he spends it with Yanqing and preparing him for the future, he neglects the reader for days rarely being home. The reader is disheartened and even when she tries to communicate with Jing Yuan he brushes her off as he puts the Xianzhou Alliance first all the time. Wife reader has had enough when Jing Yuan forgets their anniversary and requests for a divorce. This is when Jing Yuan realizes his mistake and turns Yandere.

-Thank you for reading my request!

No, Thank you for asking😄

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Kidnapping, Forced kissing

You were tired, you tried to keep loving him the same as you always had, but you couldn't anymore. You felt forgotten, Jing Yuan always put the Alliance before you, and even when he got free time he spent that with his protege Yanqing, there was never time for you.

And today was the last straw, it was your anniversary and Jing Yuan was nowhere to be seen. You had prepared a fancy dinner and he even told you that he would be here. After waiting an hour you started to eat by yourself and went to bed, tonight was another cold night without him.

You went to his office the next day, Jing Yuan didn't look up from his paper to acknowledge you. You sighed ,there was no point in prolonging this. You request a divorce, at first it doesn't face him, not until it registers in his head, he finally drops his papers and looks at you, his eyes widened.

He tries to think about why you would want to leave, he can only remember good memories with you, that is until he realises that none of those memories was recent ones. He tries to apologize, he says he wont forget again. But saying sorry doesn't make up for years of neglect. You are tired and even if he somehow changed it would still not rid you of the bad memories.

You apologize, telling Jing Yuan that you still wan't a divorce. You turn to leave, he tries to look for a way so that you can stay, any way will do, but you get closer and closer to getting away. He throws the table aside and rushes towards you, hugging you from behind, he can't let you go, not now.

He repeats apology after apology to you. You struggle against his hold, you had already made up your mind, but all he does is tighten the hug. He's lucky no on else is around, he wouldn't be able to do this otherwise, he turns you around so you're facing him.

You don't understand what Jing Yuan is doing, not until he forces his mouth upon yours, you struggle but he is way too strong. He can't let you leave, he can fix this relationship, he will. And he can start when he has you locked up at home.

Poor little wife, so close to getting away, but now stuck with this toxic husband.

"I can't let you get away, I know that I failed you, but now we can rebuild our relationship. I love you, my dear wife"

Holy crap that was long😅 well, hope it still is good

[ludinusdaleth]

this is something ive had brewing in my mind for a while, but now that this aeor arc seems concluded, im really thinking on ludinus & other calamity survivors, and the idea of no perfect victim & moving forward.

ludinus & leylas are about the same age, have lived the same years. when we meet leylas, she is sending her soldiers to war in large part because she has seen the cycles of exandria unfold so consistently she cannot imagine peace until she defeats her enemy (quana still prays for it, and unity among everyone. but she holds her tongue). ludinus, on the opposite side of the mountains, knows the cycles too. and he thinks he must wage them to break them. leylas worships the luxon to free herself from the gods. ludinus despises the luxon for being seen as a god at all, that leylas as a survivor would dare worship it. both see the exact same thing but in opposite ways. but leylas gives a small smile of surprise when the m9 stop the war of ash & light. she is surprised, but happy to be wrong, in this one moment; her faith in these non dynasty folk paid off. all ludinus, one who hates cycles seeing a cycle caught short, sees, is a loss at taking more beacons, at destroying the "religious drivel" of the luxons religion. at least he can get to work on the big picture, the cycle he actually cares about, over any he enforces.

devexian & alyxian awaken the same year, devexian by the m9, in the ruins of his (and ludinus's) home. he can only laugh dryly at its fate, say it is a cruel joke of history. he picks up the pieces, tries to bring his people back to life. he wants them to start anew. he wants them to let go. if ludinus cant escape the day the city fell then it seems devexian wants nothing more than to leave it for tomorrow. alyxian has been caught in the hell of being a demigod of divinity & ruidis left to rot in half death. (depending on your netherdeep ending) he awakens to a new dawn, suddenly ancient & old in body, but.... free. freed by your party. he was torn asunder by avandra/correlon/sehanine & predathos within him, their powers festering in him as gruumsh destroyed him - and still he tries to be kind, and have faith, even if he is not the warrior he was, even if everything he ever knew was destroyed. he can see society flourish again, even after his & gruumsh's battle destroyed half of marquet. ludinus has seen society rebuild its entire course of time - and all he sees is a world never as brilliant as what it was before.

all of these calamity survivors are completely fucked. leylas is paranoid, losing her mind from living too long, and still haunted by lolth. quana is resigned to stay at her lovers side even as madness takes her when all she wants is unity with others. devexian is clearly so unwilling to face history repeating he wont tell other aeormatons their heritage. alyxian is broken & battered after an eon of nonstop torture.

but they had help from others, from kind souls, who reached a hand out. and they took that kindness and internalized it. and they have vowed to help their people any way they can. to spread that glimmer of hope. to rebuild.

ludinus hasnt. and i think there is deep tragedy in that. i dont know if he has much hope, ironically, beyond raging cleansing fire. in that broad big picture it is both incredibly real & also heartbreaking when recovery falls through the cracks so badly. to have so little of a support group of survivors around you that you smack the hand of those who came out of it differently, and not have known others who could show you it was okay to move on. you hurt other survivors in your refusal to breathe, and live too large to see the others choosing a small destiny. it is unfair to him to had to have suffered and unfair to inflict that on calamity survivors again for your own agenda.

i fixate on him not disagreeing with the bells finding a third option. deep down, he wants to have that hope the others share so fucking bad. we'll see if he ever finds it.

[amity-moonrise]

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[xamaxenta]

Nah it’s the same anon sending in multiple deranged asks I’m in a ‘should be committed to an asylum’ mood

On that topic do you think it’s possible to erotically drown a devil fruit user. Idk I’m just thinking horrible thoughts about sabo on a pristine beach forcefully using haki to shove ace under as he kicks and thrashes on desperate animal instinct but can’t break free. The water is weakening him into a forced kind of distant compliance and even as the sea water stings in his lungs and he can feel his consciousness slipping away. He’s quenched in a way, the fire put out for sabo to have free reign to do horrible things until sabo hauls him out and forced air into aces lungs for a painful choking revival that leaves ace shuttering and heaving at sabos feet, easily able to be grabbed and forced back under again to repeat.

Marco is up the beach playing ‘lifeguard’ jerking off with a margarita

My pupils hypothetically dilating like a cat thats seen something it fucking WANTS and god . I want this

Pristine beach Already salivating its picturesque white sand glimmering waves clear aquamarine waters and there Sabo is drowning Ace in the shallows lmao

Like its erotic asphyxiation bc hands wont do it anymore haki wont do it anymore Ace wants to feel the drain and Sabos like oh. I can do worse and then shoves him under and Ace has never been so lightheaded and wanton

“Fire snuffed out for sabo to have free reign to do whatever horrible things” <- heart eyes 🥰 all tmyhe nasty duxkingb shit he could do with someone as powerful as Ace all limp noodled and soggy choking on salt water

Breathes life into him, cpr could be sexy if its MAS i swear and then rinse repeat until Ace actually ends up unconscious and Marco has to put aside his lifeguard duties to play medic for a bit shame it takes so long considering his boner is hindering him and Sabos set his sights on him as the next target

:3c

[dinoace2]

Lives Changed

One of the part twos to this

Tw knife, blood, vampire

500 words, post-game so idk if it counts as spoiler

~~~~~~

"Make your choice, Ancunin!"

The Ascendant was quiet for a long moment, then he smiled, his tone light and friendly. "My dear, if you had problems with anything, why didn't you say so? I've told you before...if you need anything, simply ask for it, and it shall be yours. I havent heard you voice any such concerns before. If you were unhappy, you could have mentioned it..."

She scowled. "Shame on me to have thought I would hear honesty from your mouth ever again. My request to be changed was one of the few that I would repeat. And all the times I asked, your response was always 'all in due time, my love.' Well." She adjusted her grip on the knife. "That time is long overdue."

Astarion was still for a long moment, weighing his options.

Eventually, he sighed. "I see how it is, pet. Lower the knife and drink your fill."

He paused, and his tone changed...he almost sounded...like himself again, after so long. "...darling...please, do not misunderstand. I love you dearly. I always have, and I fear I always will. I won't force you to leave after this, but if that is truly what you want...I will not stop you."

She took a deep breath, and, not once moving the knife, leaned down and sunk her teeth into his flesh. He flinched, wincing as he felt the blood drain from his neck, and he felt...oddly lightheaded.

She licked her lips, then cleaned the fresh wound on his neck, feeling a new power course through her body. She was stronger....more alert...

Better.

She stood up, continuing to hold the knife out toward the man she once loved. "...i...appreciate your offer, truly. But...i...I don't know if I can trust you anymore. Not now." She sighed. "...perhaps one day. Eternity is a long time, after all." She walked backwards until she reached the door.

She opened it and began to step out, but paused with one foot through the door. "Astarion...." she whispered. "...thank you."

"This was a gift, you know. I wont forget it."

~~~~~

Once she left the Ancunin manor, her legs buckled. She fell to her knees outside, choking on wracked sobs and shaking breath. She almost felt like she could have vomited up the blood she just drank. Did she really do that? Had she truly defied her vampiric master...and gotten away with it? It just didn't seem possible...but...finally, at long last...she was free.

~~~~~

(Epilogue)

After many days spent traveling by moonlight, cowering under tarp and rooftop alike by day, and fighting the aching hunger in the depths of her stomach, the infant vampire finally arrived at her intended destination.

A land that, nearly a century prior, had been under siege of a deadly, dark curse. Nearly a century before, the curse was lifted by the vampiress and her friends.

Nowadays there stood a thriving village, occupied by teifling families that Halsin once helped and guided.

The old Druid opened his door, looking down at the creature knelt at his feet. He smiled, creases forming at the corner of his eyes. "Ah, Lady Ancunin...it is nice to see you. It's been a long time, old friend. What brings you here?"

"You...were the first person i thought of when i was trying to figure out where to go."

He paused, his smile fading slightly. "...Where is Astarion?"

She let out a shaky sigh. "...its...a long story...and im terribly sorry for showing up unannounced...but...may I come in?"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Thanks for reading! :]

[fearandhatred]

Okay okay okay a word for leanne!!!!!

How about "ripe"? 💛

you're so sick for sending me this word right after i wrote my vore poem lmaoo /affectionate. anyway voodoo magic rapunzel plant, anyone?

<3

it would do you well to be happy. it's what aziraphale hears from crowley's mouth most often, and what he repeats obsessively to himself most days now. it would do you well to be happy. it would do you well to be happy.

if water itself isn't wet, is it possible to not gain happiness from being happy? aziraphale would say so. apparently the act of smiling can trick a human brain into actually being happy, but he isn't human, and it doesn't work on him.

still, it would do him well to be happy. it would do them both well for him to be happy, for now.

the humans have a curious little fairytale: a story of a girl with long, golden, magical hair, borne of a magical flower that can heal. rejuvenate. immortalise. they would be delighted to find that something like that really exists. they would be delighted, and then they would weaponise it, as humans are wont to do.

demons too, as it turns out. not so different from humans, just with the added ability to actually create such a thing.

aziraphale isn't exactly locked in a tower, although this facade of freedom that he has might be worse. whenever he leaves the bookshop, free as he is told he is to do whatever he is told he fancies, crowley tells him it would do you well to be happy. remember what i can do to you.

aziraphale doesn't know exactly what the plant can do, magical-properties wise, and he isn't sure crowley knows either. more specifically, he doesn't know what the plant can do for crowley that he doesn't already have. but it wouldn't do him any good to ask. he's not sure he wants to know.

all he knows, and all he has to, is that his happiness fuels the plant's growth. that one day, crowley had, unsuspectingly, took out a piece of him like god had with adam's rib, and somehow tied his essence to that plant. and so it grows from his happiness. and so he dies if the plant does. and so if the plant grows to its fullest, he... well, it remains to be seen. it's just a little give and take, except it's all parasitic with no benefits.

it started with a seed, then a stem—just one—and a flower. it grew slowly, an inch every few years, and now the flower has bloomed. it isn't over yet, though, crowley told him. that's how he phrased it. not the plant hasn't fully grown, but it isn't over yet.

then, in the middle of the thriving, deceptively sunflower-yellow petals: a fruit. green with immaturity, inedible hardness. it won't always look like this, crowley told him, as if he were really the mother to a young and ignorant daughter, unknowing of how any of the outside world functioned. but they both knew better. i know, he said back, and smiled.

it's uncertainty that's more agonising than anything, even the certainty of agony. the last few days—there is no timeline to the growth of a magical one-of-a-kind plant, but anticipation brews in accordance with the law anyway—buzz with a flat sort of curiosity, morbid on aziraphale's part, or maybe the both of theirs. that depends on how much crowley cares about what happens to him. still, or maybe because of this, he goes about his day as he always does. when he comes back in for the final time each night, he casts a glance over to the plant by the fireplace. he's trained himself to look only once a day, only then, as if the plant is an inconsequential part of his life. each night there's nothing, and he's relieved, and disappointed.

he doesn't sleep, but he does retire, and it's a perfectly normal morning when he leaves his room to the faint aroma of tea awaiting him below. he pads downstairs and sits next to crowley on the couch, where he's slid a cup of tea across the small round table. steaming hot and with a cube of sugar, just how he likes it. when he looks up to murmur his thanks, the look on crowley's face stops him short. it's nothing out of the ordinary, the same golden eyes and face lines, save for the barely-there, malevolent smirk. aziraphale isn't stupid. he looks over at the plant.

and oh, look. the fruit is finally ripe.

[saddogs-blog]

Ben x Reader

I've been in Auradon for a couple weeks now probably about a month and I still cant find a friend. Jay is my friend and he knows I'm struggling he knows I tried to commit a couple weeks ago, he knows everything. I decide to head to the enchanted lake to get away from my thoughts for a little, just to get away from everything, nothing is working out for me and I just want to give up, like I tried to back in the Isle, but Jay just had to stop me. Maybe it would've been better if I just didn't listen to Jay and ended it anyway. All those thought swarmed in my brain and they are not getting quiet they're just getting louder and louder and LOUDER. I fall to the ground crying. I managed to get to the enchanted lake though. I know I don't know how to swim which is why I'm here. After about an hour of crying I calm down and just sit there staring at the water, soaking in my last couple moments. I've had doubts a lot of them, but I think now I'm ready. Ready to give it up, ready to let go, ready to feel relieved, ready to be care free, ready for the end, I'm ready. I just sit there a couple more minutes, just soaking all that in, sitting there for at least an hour. Realizing it's time. I take a deep breath and stand up, praying that nobody is watching or is anywhere close to the enchanted lake. I take another deep breath and take a step in the water when......

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Ben called, I got so angry.

"It's the lake, am I not allowed here?" I say trying to make it kinda clear I want to be alone.

"Your allowed, but that means I am too" OMG I was screaming at Ben right now, wanting him to get out of my face.

"Okay" I say taking the step out of the water and sitting back down. Ben sits down next to me.

"I was just talking to Jay and Carlos, Jay told me a lot about you" My face got red with embarrassment.

"Like?.." I was hoping he didn't tell him about my mental side. But knowing him he probably did.

"Like how your hurting" He looked at me with a pained look, and I just looked away.

"I want to be alone" I said as plainly as I could.

"He also told me that you cant swim" He said making it clear that he wont leave.

"Why wont you leave me alone?"

"Cause I don't want you to repeat what you did last week" I looked absolutely shocked. I didn't expect him to tell him about that.

"Jay didn't do anything wrong, I'm glad he told me" Ben was trying to make sure I didn't get mad at Jay but I am mad at him very mad.

"Well I'm not, that is my business and mine only, next thing I know the whole school is going to know"

"No they wont we wont tell anyone else" I look at him with a "seriously" look.

"Listen I know we don't really know each other very well, but I was thinking we could talk maybe be friends, try and drive your mind away from those thoughts"

"Aren't you just being friends with me cause of what Jay told you?" That's what my mom told me.

"No, I'm being friends with you, cause I like you, who gave you that idea?" Ben looked kinda shocked that I think he would do that.

"My mom said that only people who pity you will be your friends, only so they can get some credit for making me happy"

"You mean the same mom that tried to kill you for sneaking out" I should've known that Jay told him that too. I was new to Auradon and new to Ben, but Jay wasn't Jay arrived a year ago at least. I dug my face in my knees. Ben put his hand on my back.

"Jay trusts me for a reason, Y/n, I promise I wont hurt you or embarrass you, I know it takes you a little to trust people and to make friends, but please don't push me away" I looked up from my knees and gave him a silent nod, allowing him to hold me in his arms.

"Are you about ready?" Ben spoke up after a few hours.

"Sure, i'll be right there" Hoping Ben would leave me alone for a little, but he looked hesitant.

"Y/n"

"Please" I didn't promise anything, I didn't tell him I wouldn't try, I cant lie to him.

"Okay, but hurry up, okay?" I nodded, and he hesitantly got up and left me alone. I wait a few minutes until I'm sure he is gone and I don't even think about it I just jump, straight into the deep end of the lake. Before my vision goes blank I see a figure jump in the water In front of me.

When I wake up I see Ben In front of me with a scared look.

"Oh my gosh, Y/n, you scared me" He then embraced me in a tight hug. That I quickly give back, with tears in my eyes. I didn't know Ben cared for me that much. I thought Jay was the only one that cared.

"I'm sorry, I just, I just thought that it would make me feel better, I'm sorry" Ben rubbed his hands in circles around my back.

"Shh, its okay, just breath, okay?" Ben looked like he had to remind himself to breath too. After a couple more minutes, the sun starts to rise, and I realize I've been up all night. I start to get really tired and dizzy. Ben starts to notice too.

"It's okay, it's alright, you can rest" Gladly taking his invitation I fall asleep right then and there. While I was asleep Ben took me up to me and Jay's dorm. They're suppose to be separated by boy and girl, but me and Jay are basically siblings and Ben let us share a dorm, with Carlos too of course, since it's originally there dorm. Carlos is hanging out with Jane so Jay is the only one there when Ben comes in with me in his arms.

"What happened!!" Jay asks freaking out almost waking me up so Ben quickly shushes him.

"She's okay, she just fell asleep"

"She wasn't here all night, what happened?" After Ben set me down on one of the three beds that actually fit into the room, he explained everything to Jay who looked defeated.

"I tried Ben, I don't know how to make her feel better" Jay put his head in his hands.

"Well it will take more then a week Jay"

"I know I just didn't expect her to try again" Just then Mal and Evie enter.

"What happened? we were looking everywhere for her, where did you find her? Is she okay?" Jay quickly shushed them and told them I was sleeping. They did quiet down but still asked questions.

"So what happened?" Jay then told them the story and Mal and Evie looked so sad.

"I didn't know, I didn't think she actually felt that way" Evie said being the first and only one to speak after. Mal just looked sad. A couple moments later Carlos entered the room.

"Is Y/n okay? Jane told me that Y/n was missing on our date"

"SHH" Everyone said in sink and pointed over to Y/n who was sleeping.

"Jeez calm down, and tell me what happened" Evie being the only one who can talk right now shared the story to Carlos. Carlos didn't look surprised.

"I didn't really think she would just give up after one failed attempt, she never really gives up" Then they all went silent. And when I woke up, I realized I don't only have one friend I have a whole group!"

[daintydolldiary]

i am here! i have twelve hours shifts alternate days, it is very tiring! of course you could never be a disposable toy, you are the my treasure who rests on my shelf! everything you do makes my heart flutter, makes myself even more psychotic! i adore how you yearn for my attention all the time and i could never cease from giving you it. you are so so precious to me my little love, i am uncertain what i would do if you ever stopped wanting my attention. I understand your worries, i suppose you were used in the past and casted side when they were done, i promise history wont repeat itself rather it will be a turning point in your history! hehe i loathe nothing more than time without you! you radiate such a comforting atmosphere, not a moment passes when i don't feel embraced by the security and bliss your affection provides! i wish i nothing more than to hold you near forever. you make my whole life, my whole world brighter just by merely existing! i love you, thank you for everything! now that you have entered my life and become one so invaluable, i have never been more happier! i admire you and often wonder your touch! i feel your embrace would be comforting, warm and gentle! rather there is nowhere else i would rather be than your arms! although adorable is a great understatement, it applies no less! i just wish to see and hear yourself at any given opportunity! if it's no bother, i'd like to remind yourself how greatly i adore you throughout every moment.

i am so parasitically obsessed with you. I need to amputate my doll, so pretty unable to run away from me, without their limbs. chained up, locked away in my basement, for my eyes only, the only person who will ever come to love them or even know of their existence, their only knowledge of the world revolving around me! No one else can love you like I do and if I’ve to beat that fact into your skull many more times I can count, i shall! my knuckles may be sore and stained red, but now, when you will finally suffer from nightmares and you will see me in it as well, how lovely! - 🍥

T-tweleve hour shifts? That sounds so horrible, n so so tiring,,, I hope Dolly's love n attention can help you relax after working for so long 💕 m the luckiest Doll to be able to be treasured by tou and to get a spot on your shelf, you treat Doll with such love, it feels so free, so light when talking eith you, you lift me up so so much! How could Doll not yearn for your attention? You are perfect!!! Doll will never stop adoring and wanting and needing your attention!!!! If so, then Dolly can't wait for the future snd to have you part of every day, every second 🩷

Doll won't let you have too much time without it. After all, that'd only break Dolly too! Really? Doll is unbelievably glad that they make such a comforting and safe atmosphere for you ♡ You make my world a brighter place too, so much brighter it's blinding!!! N you don't need to thank Doll for a single thing. It's not like its done anything? Dolls touch, well m very clingy! So you will get plenty!!! Doll would love being yours, clinging to you constantly, grabbing your leg as you get up so I can pull you back to me, holding your hand, clinging to your arm, hugs, kisses, cuddles. The gentle love that will explode from doll just to give to you (and to satisfy its own selfish needs)! No word you could ever speak would be a bother! Dolly appreciates your every sentence, every word! Thank you thank you thank you for being even greater than the very essence that creates dreams, and showing so much of the live that comes with that to doll, it'll never be able to thank you enough or pay you back for how lovely you truly are! 💕

Fx6cugfycfx6yfc lovely, you leave Doll speechless so often, it's truly not fair QwQ You love me perfectly, so kindly, so gently, just also with enough obsession and determination to kill a person, it's the most adorable thing doll has seen! Doll cannot even handle your adoration, it's so much for a tiny doll with a tiny heart, you love, it's so pure 💕 your eyes only, your attention only, depending only on you, every choice for m little doll body is yours. Doesn't that sound like perfection?! If Doll ever starts to fall out of love n obsession for you, please beat it brainless, cause it's already not thinking straight!! You are heaven and peace as a person, everything Doll could ever want, mmmm~ you are so comforting, even as you threaten Dolly, it's all just reassurance of your devotion and love!!! 💕

[maestro04yayyy]

So some times ago i posted here the start for my antivillain au fic, today I continued it a little, i am not sure if I will leave it like this when and if I post it on ao3, actually i think this is where i should stop the first chapter, i think it is a good point but I wanted to do longer chapters and this is kinda short(1268 words).

This aside please if you want read this and comment or give me tips or insult me I don't know

“remember to eat at least four times a day”.

“yes chloe”

“and to drink lot of water”

“yes chloe”

“and if roger says anything stupid to you just call me, i will give him a piece of my mind”

Sabrina smiled sadly, eyes blinking quickly to avoid shedding tears before throwing herself against Chloe to hug tightly her best friends,  “thanks Chloe” she hiccuped sometimes before stating,”I will be very lonely while you are away…”.

Chloe's heart clenched painfully hearing the sadness in her voice and once again cursed herself for not having been able to skip the family trip, but right now Sabrina was the priority.

She hugged her friend back and started drawing circles in her back to help calm her down, in other circumstances she wouldn't do that in public, especially where her family could see them, but now it wasn't important for her.

“Hey Brina, don't worry, it's just for a month and you can call me anytime, no matter the time or how many times a day” Chloe stated while kissing her friend's forehead, not caring that tears and snots were ruining her clothes.

Sabrina just continued to cry, not letting go of Chloe when Chloe had an idea.

“Hey Brina, why don't you try to hang out with our classmate while I'm gone? i am sure that adrien would be happy to do it if he is free, Alix too and ugh dupain-cheng would immediately throw you some kind of party with the whole class, this way you wont feels as lonely”

That made Sabrina pause a little, enough to stop the tears at least, as she moved her head slightly to look at her friend's face while still resting her chin against Chloe's chest.

“it wouldn't be the same, they aren't like you….” she said that but Chloe could see in her eyes that her friends were still thinking about it.

“Of course they aren't like me, nobody is even near my level of perfection, beauty, confidence and humility,” she said with a smile on her face.

It made Sabrina laugh, initially it was just a smile, then a chuckle but after that she had to use Chloe for support while she bends over laughing.

Chloe gave her a playful shove, “what's so funny? i am only saying the truth”

Sabrina pulled herself together after a good minute, still smiling widely and while clearing her face with her sleeves she simply said,”yes, you are”, and Chloe felt her eyes watering a little.

“CLAUDIA!!! what taking you so long! come here immediately or we are leaving you here!” audrey yelled from the base of the plane, a public one, andre didn't want to use a private jet so near to the next elections, something about complains about the environment or social classes, chloe doesn't really know, she didn't listened to his explanation just like she did not listened to audreys loud and useless complains.

Chloe frowned a little at the name but also rolled her eyes, “if only she could actually do it” she said with a sigh.

she kissed the red head one last time on the forehead, “give it a try Brina, you got nothing to lose” she then added with a soft smile,” i will be back before you say supercalifragilisticexpialidocious”

Sabrina tried to repeat the word but fumbled on the second sillabe, she blushed a little but gave Chloe her goodbyes anyway.

Sabrina goes back to her father, who is waiting for her inside the airport while Chloe turns her back and hastily takes a few tissues from her bag to clean herself before Audrey can notice and complain about her getting dirty while she walk inside the plane.

Thankfully that woman didn’t seem to notice or care about Chloe's appearance once she got inside.

so she just get to her seat and put her violin case in its spot and sit, dropping her bag one her legs.

she rest her head against the seat while taking a deep sigh

“ehm…hi chloe” chloe just glances to her side, to the seat next to hers, and just sees the nervous and fidgeting figure of her step-sister or how she likes to call her “the liar”.

“hello” she deadpans

Her very unenthusiastic reply seemed to only increase Zoe's discomfort and nervousness until she went completely silent but kept fidgeting with her hands.

Chloe glared at her and she finally stopped moving.

A few minutes later the plane took off and Chloe was really really glad her parents were on the other side a few seats away, she doesn't think she can stand being near her mother for so long.

if only the liar would stop moving so much…..

“god zoe, why are you so fucking nervous!” she stated, pointing her index finger at her.

That seemed to do the trick since she went completely still. but Chloe just stared at her until she finally opened her mouth to answer.

“You and Sabrina are really close” she blurted out and Chloe had to take a moment to process what she said since she didn’t expect that answer.

she eyed her cautiously but agreed,” yeah we are, ever since we were three”

“oh” was all the damn liar said and Chloe could feel her blood rushing a little faster as she clenched her hands on the armrests of the chair.

she glared at her, “you are avoiding the question” she declared, already frustrated.

This made her look away and Chloe had half a mind to hit her but after a couple of deep breaths she looked back at her and said, “it’s….” She paused and looked away again, her eyes darting everywhere in the plane besides Chloe but finally she continued, still looking away from her and her eyes blinking rapidly, “it’s my father….i..i don’t know if i am ready to see him again….”

Chloe's eyes softened a little at that, “ how is he? Audrey's level of asshole or Andre's level?”

“Andre isn’t so bad” Zoe immediately defended him.

Chloe just rolled her eyes and prompted her to answer the question with a not so gentle elbow to her side.

“hey!” she complained but after seeing chloe’s glare answered the question, “ he isn’t as bad as audrey…..i think, i-i never really saw him very much” Chloe could relate to that but said nothing.

“ He just dropped me off at that boarding school. full of snob, rich brats as soon as he could…... .the only memories of him that i have are those of my childhood but…”

“ There isn't much even there right?” Chloe finished for her.

Zoe just looked up at her, “yes…”

Chloe took a long look at her…..sister and sighed, “you know you don’t have to see him right?”

the wide eyes she gave her made Chloe chuckle a little,” why are you so surprised? this trip is only because ANDRE wants to meet him, you or i can do whatever we want and just avoid him” she said smiling.

“Are you sure chloe?” she asked with such earnest and hopeful eyes that Chloe couldn’t resist the action to pet her head affectionately.

“yes, i am. and even if he shows i will just punch him in his shitty face” she said confidently, making her laugh.

Chloe smiled a little wider at the sounds, she looked just like Adrien a moment ago after all and Chloe would do everything to protect him.

but the moment passed and went away and Chloe spent the rest of the flight listening to music and ignoring The Liar.

[yumeasmrscript]

[Part 3] [M4F] Drowning in lust within the prince’s web [Spicy] [Love triangle] [Prince VA x Listener] [Yandere? Dom Prince] [Dark romance] [Fantasy] [BD/SM] [Drugged/willing listener] [Ropes] [Oral] [S3x] [Dirty talking] [Praise]

Author's note: Hi everyone! It’s been so long since I’ve last written something this spicy and now I just want to go hide somewhere and ask forgiveness for my sins lol, but still, I hope you will enjoy this!

Part three of the series is here now, and soon I’ll post the 4M and 4A version of part three, available on ScriptBin. There you can easily find part 1 and 2 if you missed them!.

This part it’s just… smut. So if you feel uncomfortable, you can either skip the more explicit scenes and just stick to the spicy stuff at the beginning and the ending, or you can just skip to part four directly, as this part doesn’t give much more to the story itself, sooo it’s up to you!

You can monetize with this script and, since it’s NSFW, you can paywall it too as long as you provide me a copy of the audio, in both cases please credit me and let me know, I’d love to listen to your fills!

You are free to edit sfx, moods, as long as it doesn’t change too much the story or the character(s) involved, and since English is not my first language, you are free to edit anything that might sound weird to you! NB: You can find the full NSFW script on scriptbin (I'll put the link below when things gets more explicit)

Summary (for listener): The prince led you into his chamber and formally asked you to become his wife. To ensure that there is no room for anyone else in your heart, he is willing to use any means necessary. Now, trapped in his web, you can only surrender to his love: your skin craves his touch, your lips his kisses. And, kissing your shivering butterfly wings, the Prince desires nothing more than make you his.

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[Action/Things/Moods] Emphasis on a specific word/Thoughts

[Charming] I wonder, princess, is this your first time? You look so adorable when you’re embarrassed, and I must say, that your trembling turns me on even more. I’m eager to touch you, and I’m sure that you too want it so badly, but there’s no need to rush.

[Dominant] Remember, princess, that when I tell you to do something, you will do as I say. You are allowed to beg, and you can talk to me only if asked a question. And whatever your answer will be, you will always address me as Master. Be sure to remember that, princess, or I’ll have to punish you.

Now… [Charming] Your dress is gorgeous, but it’s kind of in the way now, don’t you think? [Whispering] What shall I do now? Should I tear it apart? Should I order you to undress in front of me? Should I just… creep underneath with my fingers? Caressing gently your legs, your waist…

[Chuckle] We only just started, princess. I knew it, though, that you were a greedy girl. You can’t even wait for a little bit, and you already want so much more. [Whispering] I’ll give it to you, if you behave, princess.

Oh, this is going to be so much fun. Finally. You don’t even know how I longed for someone like you. [Whispering] Start begging, princess, because I’ll hardly be able to control myself tonight. [Kiss]

[Darker] Don’t move. I don’t remember giving you permission to touch my cheeks or hair when I kiss you. Maybe I should just bind your wrist, to make sure you won’t make any more mistakes here. And, this ribbon here… might be useful for that. I have plenty, to be honest, but isn’t this so much better? Removing it from your dress, will make it loose too. [Sound of fabric, the ribbon is removed]

[Charming] What’s that expression? You’re being turned on for so little? [Chuckle] Get up, princess.

[Dominant] I said, get up. I won’t punish you now, not yet, for not doing as I say right away. But I wont’ be so merciful next time you’ll make me repeat myself twice. [Whispering] Do you understand, princess?

Good girl. Raise your arms. [Wrists are getting tied] And, for now, let’s leave you like this. Isn’t it nice? This balcony bad has a bar on top of each side, it’s so useful when I just want to hang a rope from there. The ribbon works just fine too, doesn’t it? Even if you wanted, you can’t lower your arms like this. I wonder, now… [Curious, but in a creepy/horny way?] how long will I have to wait before your dress falls off, with nothing let to keep it up? [Chuckle]

[Soft dom] The more your cheeks turn red, the more I enjoy it, princess. [Kisses] The more the dress comes off, the more I can kiss your skin. Tell me, do you like it, princess?

[Slap]

[Darker] I thought the rules were clear to you. You should address me the way I told you. And I went gentle here, don’t challenge me: your face won’t be the only red thing otherwise. Since we have just started, I’d love to wait a little more bit before ruining you. [Chuckle] [Charming, but still dark] I’ll make sure that you will remember how I made every mark your body will have tomorrow morning. And, if you don’t, I might have to make some more.

[Charming] Oh… it looks like your dress isn’t bothering us anymore now. Look at you, princess, your body is just perfect. I adore your curves… [Kisses] Where is it more sensitive, princess? Is it your neck? [Kiss] Or maybe your belly? [Kiss] ...Maybe your inner thighs? [Kiss]

[Chuckle] It looks like the more I kiss you, the more you moan. Doesn’t matter where, you still enjoy it. You just want it all, don’t you? [Mocking, in a horny way] What a greedy princess you are.

[Serious] Hm? Your arms are getting numb? If you behave, maybe I’ll let you lower them. You’ve been making so much noise here, if you manage to keep quiet, I’ll let your arms get some rest. [Gentle] How does that sound, princess? Will you be a good girl and stay silent?

[Chuckle] We’ll see that. [Footsteps] I hope you don’t mind if I blindfold you. Not that you can do anything to stop me anyway. [Putting blindfold on] Isn’t it better now? You only need to focus on my voice, on my touch…

[Spank] [Whispering] Quiet, princess, quiet. Or you’re going to stay like this for a long time. [Spank] That’s better. [Spank] You’re being such a good girl. [Spank] Do you like it? Do you like being spanked like this?

[Laugh] [Charming] How clever, nodding instead of answering directly. You really are a good girl, so obedient. I wonder how much should I push you until you’ll break the rule again? [Chuckle] Oh, I can see it now. My princess just wants to rest her arms, right? You act like a good girl because you want your prize, not because you really are one. My princess is a bratty girl underneath the obedience mask, isn’t she? [Kiss] I like it more this way, princess. It will be much more fun forcing you to behave, than seeing you obeying right away like a well-trained pet. Because... if anyone is going to train you to behave [whispering] that’s going to be me. [Spank]

[Chuckle] [Gentle]You earned your prize, princess. Let’s untie the ribbon from the bar. [Pause] There you go. Can you feel the blood going back to your fingers? Good. And what do you say when someone does something for you?

[Choking the listener] [Whispering, creepy] I don’t think I’ve heard you well enough. Say it again, maybe correctly this time, and I’ll let go of your neck. It must be hard breathing now, but I’m sure you’ll put an effort in saying what you should. [Pause] That’s better, princess. [Happy sigh] Stay still, I’ll make your body much more beautiful. [Footsteps]

[Grabbing the rope, tying the listener up, sound of chain form the collar] [Charming] Tied up like this, is so much better. The pattern of the rope is so pretty on you, just like the collar you wear. When I hold the chain, you look exactly like a cute little pet. Now, slowly, on the bed. There you go… How does it feel? You’re so exposed to me, and yet you can’t do anything to stop me. Based on the way you changed the rhythm of your breathing, you really are into this. [Laugh] I don’t even remember the last time I had so much fun. I knew it, I knew it, you would have liked it. I told him, and I was right. Oh, princess, this definitely wasn’t a coincidence.

If I have to be honest, even without making you drink that, I’m pretty sure you would have enjoyed it anyway. Because that’s who you really are, right? [Darker] A greedy girl who wants to be tied up and used, a bratty princess who loves to be punished. [Whispering] Oh, my darling, you don’t even know how hard you make me. But if you want to be fucked like the slut you are, you’ll have to implore me.

[Pause]

[Mocking] I can’t hear you, princess, raise your trembling voice a little bit. But careful, if you’re too loud, some of the servants outside might hear you too. You don’t want to let everyone know how much you want to be fucked, do you? [Chuckle]

[Darker] How I love it when you beg like this. But, you keep forgetting something important. Are you doing that on purpose, princess? You really want to be punished, don’t you? I wonder… how should I punish you now? [Chuckle] You know, I really love your stubbornness on not following my rules. It really makes this a lot more fun. But what’s the point of punishing you with something you like? I might spank you again, but that’s what you’re looking for. You want to be spanked, choked. And here that a punishment becomes a prize. No, no, this is not how it works, princess.

I guess… you’ll just have to wait some more. You begged for me to fuck you, so the best punishment would be to make you wait even more that moment. On the other hand, though… why should I give up having fun myself with you? It’s your punishment, not mine. So…

[Sound of chain being pulled closer] [Whispering] Why don’t we just put that mouth of yours to good use? Maybe, like this, you will learn how to properly address me. Come on, princess, open up your pretty lips… [Laugh] [Charming] I knew it. Gosh, you’re so impatient. You don’t even care where, you just want my cock inside you. Oh, princess. If you want to suck me, and I’m pretty sure you do, you’ll have to earn it.

Oh, now, you beg in the way you should? [Laugh] Unfortunately, that’s too late, princess. But keep your mouth open, I’m not going to be so merciless with you. [Dominant] Good girl, now that’s better… Just stay like this, and feel my fingers on your tongue. Suck them, lick them. Careful with your teeth, you don’t want something that forces your mouth open all the time, right? That would be so uncomfortable for you to wear. That’s better. Look at you. [Chuckle] Oh, I definitely can’t give up seeing your pretty eyes now. Let me remove your blindfold. [Blindfold removed]. Hm? You won’t look at me? What if I pull your hair, will you then raise up your pretty eyes?

[Charming] Oh, yes, that’s a wonderful expression. Your beautiful eyes say a lot more than what your mouth would say. Especially now, that’s pretty busy sucking my fingers. “More, more” Isn’t that right? You want more? [Pause] Then, since you’re so greedy, I will give you so much more, princess. [Whispering] And I’ll make sure, it will be unforgettable for you.

///If you want to read the full NSFW script, you can find it here. The password is "SpiderPrince" ///

[Panting] Gosh, that was so intense, princess. And look at you… I got all of your belly dirty. Fuck, how amazing it was. I can’t even remember last time I felt so much pleasure when fucking someone, you really are something, princess.

[Gentle] Did you like it, princess? Did you like being fucked, while being unable to resist me? How does it feel when you have to accept everything that’s done to you?

Amazing, right? Yes, definitely. I’m so happy you enjoyed it, princess.

What? [Laugh] Do you really think I’m done? [Getting darker] Oh, princess, the night is still long. I won’t be able to stop myself at all. The more I look into your craving eyes, the more I want to use your body. I’ll keep going until I’ll be satisfied. And after all this time waiting for the right person, it might take a while. I’m sorry, princess, tomorrow you could be a little sore. [Gentle] But you don’t have to worry about that: I’ll take responsibility and I’ll take care of you. I told you, with me by your side, I’ll make you the happiest.

I’m so grateful I’ve found you, princess. And I’m so happy you chose me.

Tell me, my dear: [creepy] do you know who is the one who takes care of the royal garden?

Hmm? You don’t? [Chuckle] It’s not that important, after all. You don’t have to worry about it. [Gentle] Say, princess, are you ready for more? [Kiss] You’ve been such a good girl until now, will you keep being one for me?

Of course you’d be. Oh, greedy princess. [Kiss] We’re going to have so much fun tonight.

[Darker] I won’t stop, until your broken wings will be completely unable to move.

[nihilsimi]

my lover, lover, lover (you shot me down 뱅뱅)

summary / the inspiration that mamma mia! can unexpectedly bring warnings / none

there’s one too many times when he really should hold his tongue back. once, when he spilled the whereabouts of julian's proposal plans in a late night escapade to erika's younger sister, the biggest tattletale of them all. two, when he mentioned his own desire to get married to a girl who shattered one too many pieces of his heart in the end — love blinds thee unfortunate ones, and seojoon isn't privvy to being saved. three, when he told his mom that he didn't want to watch mamma mia with her, despite knowing how much comfort it brings her.

to be fair, he's seen it, what? eight times in the past year with her? today will mark the first of 2024. 

and then, there’s now, as he marches to the kitchen to replenish an empty takeya steel bottle he's left at home to rot in the past few months (nothing a good ol' scrubbing wont fix). "doesn't it seem too rash that they'd want to venture out on a year long's adventure while not really having a solid source of income?" a solo tirade, spilling out of his mouth filter-free that by the time his mind finally caught up, he reverts in complete silence, falling passive once more.

“love makes you do stupid things sometimes, joonie.." his mom's voice is wistful as it trails in the end, manicured nails scratching at the nape. he knows the tale well, a passion filled month with a useless man who would leave her in the end for the conception of seojoon - he knows how much she relates to amanda seyfried's character all too well.

love makes you do stupid things sometimes. he repeats this in his head. love makes you do stupid things all the time.  

and that’s how he lands himself in the crevices of his room, scribbling and noting and playing around with any beat that comes. end of solo promotions and the beginnings of a next project, yet he fails to make time for any morsel of peace and solace when he’s slaving away one by one, skewing sounds here and there to make for a song with an impact.

at best, what he comes up with in the minutes of fatigue consist of nothing more than a johnny stimson's inspired harmony. lyrics that cater towards the risk one takes when they're falling in love. when they're deep in love. he starts with a strike of ‘my lover, lover, lover,' layer over the middle a bit, shoots it down (bang bang). it doesn't take long, in fact, it comes all naturally to him.

heavy synth, an electronic sound — and he wants to fall back to the limelight of the golden days, where the song standstills on its own. so, he pulls himself out of the box he’s trapped himself in of self-dwelling croons of trap beats and brings himself to face the mind of his emotions. he'll get to the languid croons of tenderness, aiming for something different — whimsical, something that feels like he’s spinning on his toes, magical and dreamy. 

it’s plagued in various cues, the rap and rhyme. vague references to pop culture phenomenon — too many ad-libs that make his head dizzy when he’s running through the guide track.

but when he thinks of a lover, it's always back to the feeling of being down bad, so bad that you lose any sense of logic. like sophie, as she sends those three letters to her unknown father, the possibility of success terrifying. and there's sky, sky who puts her on a pedestal, as one should, catering to her needs, her needs, her needs.. it’s in the bridges of love, and this bridge that holds his attention for days. hours, minutes to the seconds when he runs through each idea of a rhythm before settling on what he thinks would fit him best.

an email drafted, he scrawls out “mamma mia.mp3 - check it out (draft)” as the subject before placing the mp3 file and hitting send to julian and ej.

[lusttoke]

@ ky why you unfollowed?

[*] please remember you can still send asks if you wish even if we are not mutuals as long as you're not minor not racist not pedo in both ooc & ic.

i don't have to explain to each one why I unfollowed but here's a list of possible reasons you pick what makes you happy:

[x] i changed my rules. i used to be fine when people tag some gross content but not anymore. due bad experience with some i'll just respectfully soft block so we both unfollow each other. if you still wanna follow my blog feel free it's just some content i'd like not to see on my dash n im tired following up with each blog gross list tags.

[x] i hate any type of including a minor/teen in a sexual content.. even if they are not in a sexual content i fukin' hate teen muses anyway. call me a hater i just don't wanna see them.

[x] im strongly against people writing characters that are racist pedophiles homophobes etc etc.. your character being a survivor of such stuff in their back story is fine.. but your character committing such shit in rp is nope for me.

[x] I lose interest in our interactions. When people lose interest to write with me I rather they unfollow me than force themselves to write with me just because we're old mutual. so when I feel that you or me lose the interest to interact i'll just respectfully unfollow or block/unblock. it's not your job to entertain me and it's not my job to entertain you so if one of us is not having fun it's not worth it.

[x] your replies are weird to me. honestly my writing is so simple it's even trash but at least i try to make my character's actions /words clear for you to interact with them. some people's replies are so unrelated to what my muse said or did like as if they're answering another thread. im not saying im a good writer nope the opposite i just don't understand your writing sometimes and i'll save us both the awkwardness if that is repeated in few threads i'll just unfollow.

[x] you don't give me much to work with. rp is like catch ball. you have to throw and receive. I cant keep throwing the ball at you every time and your character is too passive in their response. so unless it's an ending of a thread your character gotta do /say something for my character to react otherwise your character can stay in their own world and i'll unfollow lol.

[x] ooc drama/ demanding replies / crossing ooc boundaries / talkin' shit about another mun i rp with.. etc im not a good person im trash in both person and in my writing. i enjoy writing though and i wanna be respectful and chill with people but some people are not chill.. i wont keep up with that. I'll unfollow if I feel uncomfortable with you. (people who are allowed to personally harass me are tala and sila lolol) anyone else you have to respect some boundaries with me.

[x] Thoughts about quitting rp. instead of deleting the blog i decided to keep it for the sake of the very few people who i love writing with. but will keep inbox open for non-mutual asks if they want to.

that being said I hope you find your reasons within the list if you been so obsessed of knowing why. again i aint a good person im trash but i try to have fun.

After this post im starting a new page and leaving this topic behind me. don't come ask me again about it i wont hesitate to block.

please keep eye on my rules before interacting.

with all love and respect ky

[frostyreturns]

Frosty Ruins Rashomon

No it's not a digimon that gives you venereal disease it's a Japanse film from the 50's.

It's interesting to me that a Japanese movie from the 50's has so much in common stylistically with western movies of the same era. The same acting styles, the same shots, the same kind of music paired in a similar way with the scenes.

The story begins very slowly and meanders. Ten full minutes of sitting around building up the story. What is it with Japanese stories and just endless hype, I thought it was mostly an anime thing but apparently even in a film from the 50's it's a thing. They just sit around describing how this is the most horrible story they have ever heard of.

The movie also drags visually, there's plenty of prolonged shots of people just walking through the woods for two minutes, stuff like that annoys me and half the time I tune out. It seems disrespectful of your time.

The worst part for me were the parts where some of the dialogue was done like a bad one man play, where the character essentially is talking to themselves by repeating an off camera characters lines back to them... even though we don't hear anybody else talking. Oh what's that you say, this is a terrible choice for delivering dialogue? Yes I agree quite bad. Oh you want to know why we couldn't just cast another character and have them say your lines. That's a great question, person off camera definitely speaking to me right now.

Then the behaviour of the characters gets baffling. A bandit tries to rape a woman out with her husband, deciding he's going to risk his life for the opportunity. Then despite the fact that he's acting suspiciously and looks nuts the guy agrees to go with him into the woods where he gets attacked and tied up. Then he decides to bring the woman to see her husband all tied up. Then the woman decides she's going to have sex with the bandit in front of her husband. Then when he tries to leave after the woman demands that one of the two men has to kill the other one and says she'll go with whoever survives. Then the bandit decides to free the man and give him his sword back. None of this makes any sense, every character is doing insane irrational things, it's no wonder the first words in the movie were "I don't understand."

If my wife fucked some dirty bandit then demanded we have a fight to the death over her then the bandit can fucking have her because she's dead to me and it has nothing to do with being a coward like she suggests later on. Imagine the fucking nerve of a woman demanding her husband and a rapist fight to the death over her or they’re not real men. And the bandit was annoying as shit, laughing obnoxiously at completely random times, and he does it constantly.

That was my reaction because its not until after watching this unfold that the movie tells us this isn't really what happened and is just the bandit characters version of the story...but the wifes version made just as little sense. The bandit runs off for no reason, the husband decides he hates her and wont speak to her, she demands that he kill her and he just sits there staring at her while she has a meltdown about the way he's staring at her.

Then there was a kind of fucked up part where they have some witch channel the dead guy to give his part of the story...which also makes no sense. By the time we get to the fourth account of this rape and murder I kind of don't care and just want all of the characters to die. The point of the film is a comment on human nature so the fact that all the characters are unlikeable scumbags is part of the point but it still makes the movie hard to watch when you hate everyone in it.

I'm not sure what my problems with this film are, whether it's cultural, whether it's simply anachronistic as a movie more than 70 years old... or if it's just a strange movie because it is a psychological thriller.

All of that said it was still interesting to watch. I've never seen an old Japanese movie from the 50's before, so in an academic sense I enjoyed watching it and can tell it's likely a movie that influenced a lot of other movies But I don't rate my movies based on its pedigree I rate it based on how much I enjoyed it and this was annoying, creepy and full of too much nihilism. I'm also not a fan of subtitles which I needed because I don't speak Japanese. 

D+

[whitedragoncoranth]

"Talk Dumb and Soft"

The Den-Dome was dim tonight, the low gold glow of the little lamp casting soft shadows on the walls. The air was warm under the heavy duvet, and you lay there, side by side, Rocket curled up against you, his body half-draped across your chest. He was calm, steady — his breathing slow and rhythmic, but his eyes, even in the soft glow of the room, held something more. Something that didn’t quite match the stillness of the moment.

You didn’t rush him. You never did when he was like this. You just stroked behind his ears, slow and steady, and waited.

Eventually, his voice broke the silence. It was low, but not tired. Thoughtful. A little bitter.

“Y’ever think about how they wanted me to talk?”

You could feel the weight in his words. The bitterness, the frustration that still lived beneath the surface, even now, after everything he’d been through.

“Like I was a damn science drone or somethin’,” he continued. “Clipped words. Clean syntax. ‘Yes, sir. No, sir.’ Not a trace of anything… me.”

You nodded slowly, resting your chin against the soft fur of his head. You knew. You didn’t need him to explain further. You’d seen the damage done — the way they stripped away everything that made Rocket, Rocket. The way they tried to make him less than what he was, to fit him into some neat, controlled box.

“Bet they hated it when you got clever.”

Rocket let out a small chuckle, but it was dark, laced with bitterness. “He despised it. Hated my voice. Hated when I laughed. Said I was ‘malfunctioning.’” He scoffed, a little humor bleeding through, but the hurt didn’t leave his tone. “Said it like existing was a bug in the code.”

You tightened your arm around him, pulling him closer, grounding him. You didn’t need to say anything — not now. Your presence was enough.

“He was wrong,” you whispered, the words simple but full of everything you felt. Everything that he needed to hear.

Rocket was quiet for a beat, then he spoke again. This time, his voice shifted, softer, more fragile. It was as if he was letting something dangerous slip free — a piece of himself that he hadn’t dared voice before.

“I wants…” he began, and the way he said it — the little s at the end — made your heart ache. It was a quiet admission, as if he was testing the weight of the words, unsure whether they’d even fit. “I wants to talk dumb and soft and not get looked at weird for it. Not get corrected.”

His voice trembled slightly with the weight of it, and you could feel that familiar tension radiating off him. But this time, it wasn’t something sharp — it was softer, gentler, the kind of vulnerability that stung in all the right ways.

He paused, then repeated it, firmer this time, as if reinforcing a truth that had been buried deep inside him for far too long.

“I wants to say ‘nots’ and ‘cants’ and ‘wonts’ and giggly dumb stuff and not feel like I’m gonna get dragged back into a lab for a firmware update.”

You cupped the back of his neck, the gesture simple but grounding.

“You can, Rocket. You do.”

He melted into that — the words settling over him like a blanket, something solid he could rest in. You felt a breath shudder out of him, something locked inside him finally letting go.

“I talks how I wants. I laughs when I wants. I builds when I wants, and sleeps when I wants, and cuddles when I wants.”

His voice had turned fierce now, quiet but burning with a quiet fury. He wasn’t yelling, but the intensity of it was still there, raw and real.

“Ain’t nobody got no claim on how I’m supposed to be.”

You couldn’t help but grin, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of his head.

“Damn right.”

The words hung in the air for a moment, then — almost like an afterthought — Rocket’s voice dropped low again, small and fragile.

“… I wants to be little sometimes.”

You felt your heart twist, break, in the best way. The simplicity of the words, the weight of everything they carried — it was all there. He was asking for something so small, so simple, yet so important. A piece of himself he’d probably been afraid to admit, let alone say out loud.

You pulled him closer, tight against your chest, and whispered, “Then you be little, Rocket. I’ve got you.”

He curled in even closer, his arms, tail, and warmth all wrapped tight around you. For once, he was small, vulnerable, and he didn’t have to pretend. He didn’t have to be anything but what he was, and you were there.

“You always do,” he murmured, his voice muffled against your chest.

And that was it. There were no more words. The quiet stretched between you both, wrapped in the soft warmth of the moment. No pressure, no expectation — just the simple, quiet comfort of being together. The softest, most real thing.

Dumb. Soft. His way.

And it was perfect.