#was a real dick punch not gonna lie

[milkweedman]

One of those shifts that makes you wonder if, objectively, you are perhaps too disabled to work.

[bunbunlovestowrite]

How the Hashira men react to your neighbor asking you to be quiet

Characters: Tengen, Sanemi, Rengoku, Obanai, Gyomei, Giyuu,

Additional shit: Swearing, Sanemi fighting said neighbor, Rengoku being blunt, mentions of sex, ooc mot likely :p

Tengen

He couldn't care less

His whole thing is being flashy and loud so he wants you to be loud

Like it's not his fault that dick is magical

After he shoos your neighbor away he makes sure to be as loud as possible that night

He's pounding into your cunt and you swear your gonna break when he whispers "okay now scream exactly how big my dick is. Don't forget the tip color-"

He gets cut off by you hitting him with the pillow

Way to ruin the mood

But that doesn't stop him and instead he goes harder, making sure the bed creaks loud ASF for your neighbor

"Not my fault he doesn't know how to please a woman." Is his main reason for doing so

He really wants you to scream his name so it's imbedded in your neighbors head

"Morning N/N!" Him to your neighbor from the balcony while your trying to get out of bed and failing

"Actually die." Both you and your neighbor to Tengen

Sanemi

Cares alot

Why the fuck is that limp dick biscuit talking to you and him? Who does he think he is?

You were the one who broke the news to him thankfully cause if Sanemi was the one who opened the door then you'd have to see your husband through glass in a prison

Just kidding. The Slayer corp would get him out of trouble if he didn't do it himself.

Anyways

Sanemi made it his goal to piss your neighbor off as much as possible

Your under him, practically creaming on his cock, and he's slamming the wall yelling "This loud enough yet?! Huh!?"

Not kidding I can see him doing that

He quite literally had you against a window where your neighbors could see him destroying you just to make them mad or uncomfortable, hopefully both.

But then he'd get pissed someone else would see you all naked and fucked out so he settled for the wall next to the window

One day your neighbor, finally having enough, bangs on your door yelling and guess who opens it...Sanemi!!

Good Lord was he waiting for this

It took one punch and the guy was out

Kinda what happens when you put a normal dude against a guy who kills demons for a living

Rengoku

He's a good neutral between caring and not caring

Like he doesn't wanna make your neighbors mad but he also loves hearing your screams

So he tries to keep you quiet during sex but fails since he gets to into it to give a fuck

The next days his loud ass voice wakes you up

"IM SORRY FOR MAKING INCREDIBLE LOVE TO MY WIFE!" He's not being sarcastic thats his genuine apology

Your facepalming and you want to die when you see your neighbor and she can't look at you

"PERHAPS SHES MAD BECAUSE HER HUSBAND CANNOT PLEASE HER!" Rengoku says casually and you know she can hear you from outside in her garden

"Inside voices!" You place your hands over his mouth to try and shut him up.

It works for a bit before he's yelling again

You love your husband but holy shit you wish he would speak normally sometimes

He's actually quiet in bed though

So your the problem (real)

Obanai

I'm not an Obanai fan so forgive me for how bad his section will be

Obanai is a quiet mf, and you're not even that loud

It's your neighbor who was the problem

A little old man whose hearing aids apparently had the power of 67 suns

You and Obanai found this out when he was outside training and your neighbor came over

He was so sweet and polite and even chuckled at Obanai's redness

Obanai cared at first but got over it

You? You make sure to not make a PEEP in bed

Okay that pisses Obanai off but he understands your reasons

At least make a gasp or sum cause he's over here like "Wait does this feel good? Can she feel it? Did I forget where the clit is?"

Brother is STRESSING

Then you cum and he's like "ah"

Then he's like "Did you take it?"

You have to keep yourself from murdering him cause how tf would you fake squirting

Gyomei

Babe I'm not gonna lie, you're a screamer

Gyomei is built like a house and your telling me your just gonna whine and whimper?

NO

Your over here crying and screaming into his chest, neck, the pillow, anything.

And Gyomei loves it!

He can't see your reactions so hearing and feeling them let's him know he's doing good

Gyomei isn't loud but he's not quiet

He'll grunt and moan and praise you, but he's not gonna cry out.

Well he'll cry but you can never tell from what

When the pussy so good you start crying 😭🙏

When your neighbor politely asked you to be a tad bit quieter Gyomei actually laughed

Not in a 'nah we'll keep being loud' way but more of a 'sorry we'll be quiet' way. He also found it hilarious how you actually died of embarrassment.

Don't worry he thinks its endearing

Yet it was kinda hard for him since he enjoyed hearing you

But your touches and now quieter moans made that better

And then there's also you literally drawing blood from his back you were scratching so hard

Giyuu

Holy shit you have never seen him so embarrassed

Like you could shade match his Haori to him and get the exact same color

He was the one your neighbor told and he stopped working when 'loud' and 'moaning' left their lips

If a demon doesn't kill him then his own actions will

Giyuu isn't loud, and he loves that he can make you feel so good that your loud for him.

But he didn't want your neighbor back over at your house so he tried to keep you quiet

You were super confused when he held his hand over your mouth in bed and he just pointed to your neighbors house. Then you got it.

So you nod and try to keep quiet.

You know in school when the teacher tells you and a friend to shut up but they look at you funny and you break?

Yeah that was you

You were riding Giyuu one night and you were loud so he was like "holy shit I love you but please- I can't look our neighbor in the eyes anymore."

And you couldn't help but laugh

Like howling

You calmed down obviously but sex was very giggle filled after that

You've never seen Giyuu so panicked

But give him a week and he'll stop caring

[ghoulphile]

in the middle of the night | c.h./the ghoul

➥ pairing | cooper howard/the ghoul x f!reader ➥ word count | 852 ➥ warning(s) | 🔞 smut; mildly dubious consent, man-handling, drabble, masturbation (m), free use (ig??), handjob, somnophilia ➥ summary | "Cooper watching you sleep. Its a quiet night. nothing but bugs passing by. Cooper keeps watching, and his mind wanders. cut to him "borrowing" your soft and smooth hand, pulling it from under your makeshift blanket and wrapping it on his dick, jacking himself with your hand bc he's bored/trying to pass the time/stay awake" ➥ notes | forgive me this was written in a sleep deprived haze im gonna go die in bed now masterlist | feel free to send in thots, questions, requests! | feedback is always appreciated ❤️

"Hh-mm?"

A sleep soft murmur escapes, your mind a hazy flood of sensation as your senses struggle to adjust. Night stretches out before you, the sky a deep velvet - the fine stardust glitter of faraway celestial bodies peeking through wispy clouds. It’s midsummer in the desert; a balmy breeze shifting through the sands and tugging at the coyote hide wrapped tight around you.

Beside you, the low crackle and glow of a banked campfire warms your face, its shadows playing with your blurry eyes. Something feels… off. What, you’re not entirely sure as nothing seems to be out of place.

The threadbare padding of your sleeping mat shields you from the sand - albeit only slightly - and there’s a sharp twinge in your side from a piece of rubble lodging itself against your ribs. One of your feet’s gone numb and prickly from the awkward position you’ve curled up in.

Dogmeat’s snoozing a little ways away with her face tucked into her tail. 

Same as usual.

And the Ghoul’s…

What.

Strong leather wrapped fingers shackle around your limp wrist, grip firm and unyielding. A buzzing electricity dances along your palm, bottled lightning, as you’re made to grip something long and hard.

The heavy weight of flesh; rugged edges and whorls of texture biting into the softness of your skin. Slick friction as it glides through the loose circle of your fingers.

Is that his -- ohmygod, what the fuck.

Shock sizzles, melts like dripping candle wax into a bloom of warmth that punches the air from your lungs. Oozes down to curl between your thighs in a sticky rush as static warmth ripples from the crown of your head to the tips of your toes.

The Ghoul grunts out a low curse, a quiet hiss of breath escaping through his teeth.

Your thighs clench, the plush fat compressing as you shift.

Oh, that’s… Mm.

Pre-cum trickles down your knuckles as his cock throbs once, twice, his hips bucking forward to sheath himself to the hilt in your tender grip.

“Ah, fuck,” he mutters from somewhere above your head, his shoulders bowing in. “Always feels s’good.”

Always --

Your head snaps back, wide eyes darting up.

Immediately, you meet his gaze.

Dark, foreboding; the hooded eyes of a predator staring back at you from beneath a heavy brow like a hand to the nape of the neck. Corralling, claiming. His lips crack open and he smirks - a gash of teeth that threaten to snap.

“Well, hello there, darlin’ - was wonderin’ when you’d wake up.”

“W-What the hell!”

He snorts, the flash of his tongue taunting as he flicks it out across his lower lip

 “As if you don’t know. C’mon, now. I know you’re smarter than that.”

To punctuate his words, he inches forward in a grind, dragging your palm along the length of his cock nice and slow. A low groan punches itself out of his chest.

“Tch. Me doth think the lady protests too much. Acting like I can’t smell how wet you are.”

“I-I’m not…”

“Bullshit. You can’t lie ta me, darlin’. I know just how wet that pretty pussy of yours is getting. If you ask real nice like, I might be inclined ta show you what you’re missing.”

Your clit throbs, humiliation burning bright as you duck your head. Avert your eyes to the stray thread of your shirt fluttering in the breeze. It rankles how correct he is, how well he can read you with that vulture sharp gaze.

You wish you could prove him wrong if only for the principle of the matter.

As it is, there’s nothing you can do - especially when your fingers tighten up around his cock to hear him grunt and your cunt throbs in time with your heartbeat.

Slick wets the seat of your panties and clings to your inner thighs as everything in you cries out for some friction, some stimulation.

To get this man inside of you as quick as possible, stretch you wide and fuck you full.

He chuckles. “That’s more like it,” he says. “Now, are you gonna help me out or not? If so, grip a lil harder otherwise I ain’t gonna feel shit.”

So with a gulp, you do as he says: pop up onto your knees and tighten your fist.

Elongate the strokes so they work up the ragged shaft at a sedate pace, feel every pit and curve. Like you’ve got all the time in the world as you roll your wrist and use your thumb to gather the pre-cum from his weeping slit, smearing it around the thick crown of his cockhead.

All the while his head tips back, the long line of his throat catching your attention as he swallows.

“Phew, that’s just what the doctor ordered.” His eyes glitter cruelly when he looks down at you. “Should’a started doing this when you was awake a long time ago.”

How long he’s been using you like this, you don’t know.

And you’re not sure you care if the needy clench of your pussy is any indication.

“S’all right. Now you can make up for all that I’ve been missin’.”

[igotanidea]

The fear : Jason Todd x fem!reader part 8

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

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„You good?” Damian asked taking in her pale face and hurt eye expression.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” She muttered, obviously lying. Even despite her experience-enhanced skills in the art of deceiving it was impossible to cover up for the fact that unwanted, unneeded and unwelcomed encounter with Jason took a huge tool on her mentality. And it lasted no longer than an hour.

An hour, that took turn from open hostility to a little unexpected heart to heart that opened old wounds. Reminding of the past mistakes, lost things and casted wounds. Ruined relationship that was doomed from the very beginning.

But even though-

They fought for it.

They fought to the best of their limited abilities, despite the world that was conspiring against them and throwing obstacles their way. Damn that tears that started flowing down her face when she started dwelling in the past. There was no denying she still held strong feelings for him, though couldn’t quite define if they were good ones or the bad ones.

“Y/N…”

“I’m fine, Damian. I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m fine…” she repeated as some sort of spell. A lie told a hundred times becoming a reality.

“Let’s get you upstairs first. We’ll watch some silly movies so you could stop telling me bullshit.”

“Hey! Language!”

“I’m 15, you can’t tell me what to do.”

“15 my ass. Still the same nasty little boy as always only with a fouler mouth.”

“It’s good to see you again Y/N.” Damian smirked

“Yeah, you too, kiddo.”

“You do realise you won’t be heading back home tonight, right?”

“What? Huh! You’re gonna keep me captive now or something?”

“You voluntarily got yourself in the house full of vigilantes, the heck were you thinking?”

“I could argue on that voluntarily part but-“

Regardless of what she said, it was evident that Damian has grown during the time they didn’t see each other. Not only in height, but also mentally. And it only made her realise the full amount of things she lost.

Not just the man she loved, but also priceless time with her best friends Wayne boys.

While Y/N was getting drunk and laughed with Dick, Tim and Damian upstairs, Jason refused to step a foot out the batcave as long as she was still in the manor.

Fuck her.

Fuck her help, her words, her gestures, her eyes and hair, her smile and her coming for the rescue attitude. Who the hell she thought she was?! Paw patrol?!

The anger started boiling in him again, threatening to take over.

Anger at everything, but mostly at himself for getting so vulnerable and honest with her, to the point when he asked her to fucking take him back.

Pathetic. Foolish. Idiot.

“Aghghhg!” he jumped from the chair kicking it with all the rage he had, nearly breaking the metal.

Fighting the urge to destroy all that stupid batcave – the real reason of his fucked up life and psyche. He could have been a normal boy being in a relationship with the girl of his dreams. Instead he had to die (leaving her in tears), come back (leaving her in tears), suffering from the Pit madness (leaving her in tears) and due to this fucking fear gas incident loose her again (leaving her in tears)

“FUCK!” he grabbed the chair and threw it on the floor “FUCK!” he yelled, throwing all the stuff from the nearest desk “FUCK!!!” he pulled at his hair, hard enough he could be left bald.

He had no idea what he wanted.

So fucking angry, horn-mad, charged with hands itching to punch something, someone, to destroy, hurt, kill…

Stop…

“Huh?! Get the fuck out of my head Y/N!!” he yelled in the air, his voice echoing through the empty space.

Stop, Jason…

Right. Stop. He was past his killing days. He was not a monster. Not a beast.

He changed. He grew up, matured, became a man and not a boy.

He had to get a hold of himself.

Move past the past.

If he couldn’t have her he might as well spend the evening with his crazy asses brothers, giving them his attitude, using the bad mood to banter and bicker and pick up on someone else to make himself feel better.

So he emerged from the batcave, almost in the same way he did emerge from the Pit.

Slowly heading upstairs.

To the main room, filled with surprising silence. Deafening silence that formed goosebumps on his arms and immediately put him on alert, searching for some kind of threat.

Vigilante instincts never fail.

There was some movement on the couch.

Two people, a man and a woman judging by the silhouettes.

Girl sitting on man's lap, straddling him, their hands all over each other, their lips moving together, the room filled with soft whines of pleasure and sweet whispers.

“Y/N…” the man whispered.

THE FUCK!?

Jason stomped inside without a care in the world, making the couple break the intense make-out session and look at him with terrified expressions.

“Grayson!!!” he yelled taking in the scene, his fury immediately raising head again. “Y/N!!!”

He was right.

There was someone else in her life already.

And that someone was the fuckboy - his older adoptive-brother.

[crplpunkklavier]

this has probably all been said before but people who act like phoenix only started lying in aa4 or post disbarment make me laugh. the trick he pulled with the trump card was to present a piece of evidence as something its not, to trip up the killer and make them stumble into a confession. WHICH, YES, isnt exactly GOOD conduct. but its literally not the first time he has done that EXACT same scheme.

Tigre: I can see straight through you, Phoenix Wright! That ain't the bottle with the cyanide in it. Phoenix: No, no. This is the bottle we found traces of the poison in. Tigre: Don't mess with The Tiger or you're gonna get ripped to shreds! The cyanide bottle was brown. And it was made of glass. That cheap piece of trash don't look nothin' like it!

sure, he didn't forge that piece of evidence. but he took a piece of evidence from the scene and presented it as something it wasn't, and they very kindly call it a "bluff" in recipe for turnabout, but it is a straight up lie. phoenix went on record in a court of law saying that this is a bottle of poison, while he and the prosecution and the judge verifiably KNEW that wasn't true. it was a means to an end and it worked. but phoenix lied.

obviously it was a real dick move to give apollo that card and risk HIS career for his own agenda, but that's not exactly new behavior either? this guy formally indicted wendy oldbag of murder in the very first game to buy himself some more time. and yeah, he needed that to win the case, and we all thought it was haha funny because it's just wendy oldbag. but if you translate that into real life, can you fuckin imagine?? they took her into custody. she lost her job after that trial.

he's always been a bitch bastard is what i'm saying. i love him dearly. none of that shit was okay. it's just more noticable in aa4 because he stopped wearing a suit while he cons people. and also because apollo punches him in the face for it

[pinkiemachine]

GOTHAM FILES: SEASON 8

The entire planet of Tamaran is getting ready to welcome the newest member of the royal family as Starfire draws closer and closer to her due date. Consequently, this means that Dick and Star are off-world currently, and the entire BatFam is planning to travel there in about a month for the celebration. In the meantime, however, Bruce has noticed how awfully lonely Damian has been recently. Dick’s been gone for a few months at this point, he’s not exactly the closest of close buddies with the rest of the BatFam, and he doesn’t have any friends at school. (And, up until now he’s been prevented from joining the Teen Titans because he’s not quite 14 yet, and because he has “being in a team” issues.) But then, just his luck, Superman calls saying that there’s been a development with his son, Jonathan. He’s suddenly showing signs of Kryptonian abilities and Clark has had to reveal his secret identity to him. Right now, they need to look him over to check out his physiology and see what’s going on with him. Bruce says to meet at the Watchtower… and he brings Damian with him. Thus, Damian Wayne is introduced to Jonathan Kent. (I should note, Damian is 13 and Jon is 11, though Jon is taller than him and Damian hates it, especially since it leads to people thinking that Jon’s older all the stinkin time, lol.)

After they check up on Jon, discussion turns toward what they’re gonna do next. Jon’s going to need training, not just in how to use his powers, but also in other aspects like combat and stealth. (Jon’s adamant that he really wants to become a superhero just like his dad.) But Clark wants to ease Jon into all of this—he’s still only eleven—and that’s when Bruce says, “What if Jon… potentially… came over from time to time and hung out with Damian? He could show him a few things.”

Clark is surprised. Damian is confused and alarmed. Jon is all for it (right now, anyway).

Damian protests. He says that he has no time to “hang out” right now, he’s very busy! Fighting crime (which he’s very good at and there’s been no major stuff going on lately), studying (this is a lie, he’s practically college-level already), and training to prove that he’s ready to join the Teen Titans when he turns 14. Bruce sighs and pinches the brim of his nose. All that training won’t mean a thing if he can’t learn how to get along with other supers his age. This will be a good opportunity for him. It’s happening whether he likes it or not.

…So their first hangout ends in total disaster. Yeah, Damian doesn’t really know how to have “friends” especially when they’re completely normal and like, oh, I don’t know, playing video games or baseball or riding bikes or rollerblading or playing scrabble. Damian’s idea of a “fun time” is sneaking out in the Batmobile and punching the snot out of Condiment King. So… how would you explain to your dad why you’re covered in ketchup and glass shards when you get home?

There is now a growing resentment. We all know Damian’s personality. It’s very easy to dislike him. For a multitude of reasons. And after the initial starstruck-ness of meeting Robin wears off, Jon’s getting kinda sick of his reckless, arrogant, danger-loving demeanour. And Damian, he gets real sick real quick of Jon’s meeker, kinder, pushovery-er personality. Jon gets mad at Damian for getting them into trouble, but Damian says that it wouldn’t have happened at all if Jon hadn’t gotten in the way! Bruce and Clark break them up before the fighting gets worse, but they still think it would be a good idea for them to learn from each other, and Damian’s not going to be allowed to join the Titans until he can learn to get along with Jon. (Which Damian finds totally unfair.) Cue the Super Sons storyline!

Damian doesn’t have the patience or the desire to do things the way Bruce wants him to, so he devises a plan. If he and Jon can manage to complete a high-level mission and take down a dangerous criminal together, Bruce and Clark would be sure to let up on this nonsense and the two of them would never have to hang out ever again. 🤝 Deal.

So, they go on the dangerous mission, naturally things go haywire, Bruce and Clark have to show up and save them, and they’re not happy.

It takes the boys a few more tries, a few more training courses that their dads came up with, and a whole lot of patience, but eventually they do start to get along, and they do end up completing a real mission together. Finally, Bruce says that Damian, after his 14th birthday, (which is coming up soon), can join the Titans. Right now, though, it’s time to go see Dick and Star.

Princess Markori (Nightstar) Grayson is born! (Mar’i for short.) It’s a happy episode.

We do our standard check up on everyone, and everything’s going pretty well. (Well, things ended up not working out with Bab’s boyfriend, so that’s sad, but other than that, there’s been nothing super horrible lately.) Tim’s feeling a little overwhelmed as he slowly but surely becomes the new, up and coming face of Wayne Enterprises, Jason and Artemis are officially a couple, Cass and Steph have their own apartment in Gotham and team up a lot to fight crime, and BRUCE… he and Selina continue to get closer and closer… she’s been brought around the cave and she’s met most of the BatFam members by now… and Bruce just might have a ring picked out. All the more reason for Damian to be hanging out with Jon instead of being all alone at home, stewing about the situation.

So, Damian’s 14 birthday happens, and he’s officially inaugurated into the Titans… and then, when he notices Jon being kinda left out, Damian proposes that maybe they could bring Jon on as a part-time trainee. Thus bringing Jon along with him as the Ultimate Teen Titans head out on their first mission.

Back in Gotham, it’s time for the next big story arc. Get excited for the Robin Wars! Bruce is gone again on another big Justice League mission, Nightwing’s still on Tamaran, Jason’s doing his own thing, Tim was never the best fighter in the group (he’s more of a detective), and Damian’s away with the Teen Titans. Security in Gotham is at an all-time low right now, and it’s because of this over confidence that the heroes have in this quiet and peace that a new threat has started to emerge. A faceless, nameless evil. It’s taking over Gotham, little by little, egging on gangs like the Jokerz, undoing so much of the work that Bruce and the others have done and causing chaos. We, the audience, don’t find out until the very end, but… it’s the Court of Owls.

Now, we see yet again just how much of an effect Batman has really had the people of Gotham, because not long after all of this starts to happen, there’s pushback. A teenager named Duke Thomas (who happens to be a low-level meta human with light-based powers) just lost his parents to an attack by the Jokerz. They got laughing gassed and are now hospitalised. So he’s getting real fed up with these criminals, and without Batman around, he decides to take matters into his own hands. He doesn’t have much to fight with… so he sends out a rally cry. He creates an app that people can download, giving directions to all willing participants on how to organise and fight back. He calls it, “We Are Robin.” Hundreds of young people join the movement, keeping Gotham safe until Batman gets back, with Duke at the helm, leading them. This gets the attention of one Alfred Pennyworth who pitches in as well, making the whole thing feel a little more official.

But, there’s only so long they can hold out against a professional criminal organization. Sooner or later, Batman and the real Robin need to come back and push this new threat back to the shadows, especially before Duke loses control of the mob he’s incited. But Bruce was impressed. He managed to do a lot on his own. But it was also very dangerous. Duke’s lucky things didn’t go much worse.

Now that that’s over… Duke’s parents are still in the hospital… and there’s currently no known cure for Joker’s laughing gas. So, Bruce agrees to take Duke in until they can find a cure.

Gotham is back in steady hands… though Bruce is eager to figure out who that mysterious group was, manipulating everything.

At the current moment, however… he’s more concerned with proposing to Selina. Which he does. Which shocks the entire BatFam. And the entire Justice League. And Everyone.

Part 9 👇

Part 7 👇

[canirove]

Rice, Rice, baby | Chapter 14

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“Liv, hi! How are… What the fuck! Why did you slap me?” Declan says, touching his face.

“Do you seriously have to ask?” I laugh.

“Yes?”

“Son of a bitch!” I say, hitting him again. Though this time he manages to grab my arm in time and I barely touch him. 

“Why don't you come inside and tell me what happened?” he says, gesturing towards his house.

“I don't want to be anywhere near you ever again, you lying piece of shit!”

“What?” 

“Please stop acting, Declan. You know why I'm here.” 

“Liv, I… I… ” he mumbles, running a hand through his hair and looking like a lost puppy. But don't let that fool you, Olivia. Don't. 

“You've been lying to me for months! For months! You've been telling me that you like me, making me feel special, as if this, us, could be something real. You've made me fall in love with you, and it was all a lie!” I say, not being able to contain my tears anymore. “And in the meantime, you were fucking other girls, probably also lying to them, also making them fall for you before breaking their hearts and have a laugh with your mates.” 

“Liv, that's not true. Come inside and let me explain myself.”

“No! I don't want to hear your excuses! I don't want to see you ever again!” I cry.

“Liv… Olivia, please.”

“I said no!” I yell when he tries to touch me. “I hate you, Declan Rice!” I say before walking away. 

The moment I get inside my car I start crying in a way I hadn't in years. My whole body is shaking, and I'm pretty sure people can hear me from outside. But I don't care. I don't care about anything anymore. 

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“May I come in?”

“James?” I say. “What are you doing here?”

“I wanted to check on you. They told me you didn't go to work today because you were sick.”

“Yeah… Sick” I say, sitting up on my bed. 

“How are you?” he asks, taking a chair and sitting next to me.

“I feel as if someone had kicked and punched my heart before tearing it apart in a million pieces.”

“I'm so sorry, Liv” he says, taking my hand on his. “I… This is all my fault.”

“What?”

“I was the one who introduced you to Declan. The one who set you up, who encouraged you to see each other despite everyone saying it was a mistake. And now look at you” he sighs.

“They weren't right, James. They kept saying it was a mistake because of the team he plays for, not because he is a dick. They all actually said the same as you did, that he was one of the good ones, one you could trust. Little did they know about the real Declan…”

“The real Declan isn't like this, Liv.”

“Oh, c'mon” I say, rolling my eyes.

“He isn't. I've known him for years and he isn't a liar or the type of guy who fucks around and is with a different girl every night.”

“I guess he fooled you too, then.”

“No… I mean… No. This is not him. There must be an explanation for his behaviour.”

“Well, I don't care if there is one or not. I don't want to see him or hear about him ever again.”

“Liv…”

“I said no, James. So don't try anything to make me forgive him, because that isn't going to happen.”

“Ok…” he sighs.

“I'm being serious.”

“And so I am” he says. “I will respect your decision.”

“Thank you.”

“But I still am gonna find out what is going on with him.”

“And I still won't care.”

“Ok, ok… Message received” he chuckles. “Anyway, I brought you something that would hopefully make you feel better.”

“My weight on chocolate?”

“There is some chocolate, yes” he smiles. “But if you don't go downstairs, the kids will probably eat it all.”

“The kids are here?”

“Yes, with Kennedy and your mum. Leo misses aunty Liv.”

“Aww… I miss him too. And I could do with some of his cuddles right now, to be honest.”

“They are the best medicine” he smiles. “Why don't you do something with that crazy hair and come downstairs, uh? We will be waiting for you.”

“Ok” I smile back. “And Madders… James…”

“Yes?”

“Thank you.”

“Anything for my little sister” he says, kissing my hand and leaving my room.

━━━━━━❃━━━━━━

“Well, that's it for today. Don't forget about our meeting next week to discuss the first visit of the national team this season.”

“The princesses are back” I hear Alex say, making some of our coworkers laugh.

“I heard that” my boss says. “Olivia, would you mind staying for a minute?” 

“Yes, of course” I reply. Did I do something wrong? Why is she asking me to stay? I've been on time every day since we came back from the holidays, I've stopped hitting the machine when it doesn't work, I've worn my uniform properly, I…

“Thank you for waiting, Olivia” she says once everyone has left, making me stop thinking about all the reasons why she would want to speak with me. “I've asked you to stay because I'm worried about you.”

“What?” That definitely wasn't one of the reasons that had crossed my mind.

“Since the season started you've looked so… sad. And everyone is worried about you, Olivia. Even your dad came to talk to me because he and your mum can't figure out what is going on with you.”

“He did?” That's new. I mean, yes, I haven't been feeling my best. That's the usual when you are heartbroken. But I didn't know it was so bad that my parents were actually worried about me. Shit.

“He did, Olivia. What is going on? We've known each other for a long time, you can trust me. I promise I won't tell anyone if you don't feel comfortable.”

“It's nothing.”

“Isn't it? Because I was told you also left your job at St. George's.” 

Oh, yes. That. Did I have to resign from an amazing job opportunity because the thought of having to be 24/7 around Declan made me want to puke? Yes, I did.

“Olivia… Liv” my boss says, taking my hand on hers. “What happened?”

“It's just… I… Men” I sigh, finally giving up.

“Oh… I see. Anything I can do?”

“Not that is legal.”

“Ok” she chuckles. “But is there anything else that is legal and that I can do for you?”

“Keep me busy. If I'm not thinking I'm not feeling sorry for myself.”

“I don't know if that's the healthiest thing to do, Olivia.”

“It is what works right now.” Don't cry in front of your boss, Liv. Don't you dare being that lame.

“Ok, fine. I'll see what I can do.”

“Thank you” I say. “May I go back to work now?”

“Yes, of course. But Olivia…”

“Yes?”

“Please promise me that you will take care of yourself. I've been heartbroken before and I know how it feels, but… It isn't the end of the world even if it feels like it.”

“I know.” Ha!

“Please take care.”

“I will, I promise” I say before leaving the room.

[thelunarbar]

I hate Kate with every fiber of my being 🤮

I’m sorry would firing off a weapon at random in the middle of the not being the police?

Turns out I don’t remember this real well so that’s interesting

I appreciate that Chris is at least semi sensible even if he is actively trying to kill Derek and Scott

The cgi or whatever on Derek’s not normal bullet wound is so bad 😂

Oh yeah grabbing her hand and defensively yelling no is so subtle

Ooh caught in a lie. Shoulda got their story straight before Allison woke up. Tsk tsk

Scott knows nothing. Typical.

“Studying with Allison” yeah right

Dylan O’Brien has pretty eyes

I wanna punch Jackson

Derek (literally dying) goes totally unnoticed in a highschool are there no teachers or curious students??? Are they all that self involved???

Also Derek (still literally dying) gets jump scared by the bell love it

How did stiles not see Derek at some point while he was in the hallway?

And then Derek collapses in the parking and still no one notices him

“A silver bullet?”

“No you idiot.” Even dying Derek is not putting with stiles shit

Derek (literally dying) (going to help Scott even tho he has absolutely no reason to) needs Scott’s help

Scott grudgingly agrees to help the dying man what a saint

And then promptly gets distracted by Allison shocker

Ik Scott is like what 15 here but c’mon man someone is literally dying and counting on you to save him and all you can think about is getting in Allison’s pants

Oh good more cringey make outs. These are supposed to be teenagers I do not want to watch them make out 🤮

Am I old? I feel like that makes me sound like an old lady but it’s true

I love that somehow while still in town it looks like they’re almost to Derek’s house which is deep in the woods? Yes yes that tracks

“In fact I think if I wanted to I could drag your little werewolf ass out into the middle of the road and leave you for dead.”

“Start the car or I’m gonna rip your throat out with my teeth.” Yes threatening the guy trying to keep you alive is great.

Fuck Scott. Honestly. They’re are more important things in life than getting your dick wet

Archery how quirky

Ik it’s like a family thing but still

Cock block chris love it

Ooh awkward family dinner with the gfs family always fun sucker

Why do parent in tv shows offer teenagers alcohol as like a test??? So dumb

“Hockey on grass is called field hockey.” 😂

Poor stiles and poor Derek

“He’s starting to smell.”

“Like what?”

“Like death!”

Yeah let Derek die bc you’d rather not leave your gf. Can we say hero 🙄

Fortunately the bullet he’s looking just happens to be in a special box bc ofc and I get for plot reasons but still

Derek never loses his drama even when dying

I’m with stiles on the whole cutting off Derek’s arm

Love that this whole thing literally couldn’t not matter less to Scott 🙄

I read a couple great fics abt stiles actually cutting off Derek’s arm bc Scott was late that I still think about to this day. I reread them quite a bit

I hate Kate so fucking much even tho he did actually take smth from her

Allison whipping out that condom is probably her best moment ngl 😂

“You faint at the sight of blood?”

“No but I might at the sight of chopped off arm!”

I am so with stiles on this whole cutting off body parts thing

Derek’s Batman voice is really funny to me.

I get why the first idea is to stick your fingers through the grate but I’m pretty sure those things pop out at least generally speaking

Love that stiles punched Derek in the face. Pretty sure he nearly does it again later on in the show

Where did Derek get the lighter? Did he just have that on him? Also so did not wanna watch him stick his finger in his wound gross

Ah teenage stupidity. Gotta hate it.

Ohhhh we finally met Peter! I don’t like him for obvious reasons but later on he’s so sassy and it’s hard not to like him

Knowing what the argents did makes me hate Kate even more and love that Chris broke free of that.

Ofc Scott would defend the argents 🙄 again teenage stupidity

Poor Derek he deserved better

How was there still a lil shard of glass from Kate’s broken window on the edge of the car door??? That seems unlikely

I appreciate that Chris at least had some standards even they still sucked.

Kate throwing the match into the fireplace was sooooooo foreshadowing at the truth to be learned down the road and I do like that

[lonelycowgirls]

Harry and Stellaween

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stellaflorals LEAK OF STELLA'S HARRYWEEN COSTUME via dolly_malonex

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itslucyy she's jessica rabbit!!!!

starrylove his very own bunny 🐰❤️

novalove13 Stella's first Harryween?!

frankie_oliver11 boring 🙄🙄🙄

harrysgirl she's so beautiful tho guys 😭😭

↳starrylove brb throwing myself off a bridge

harryflorals 🌼

sideboobrry she kinda ate

yasfullman harry going feral somewhere rn

larry4life wouldn't a real couple match? 🤔

stellerrrr god bless @dolly_malonex

↳lauraloo21 she stays feeding us 😩

31 October 2022

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harryflorals THE BACK OF HARRY'S SHIRT SAYS 'HARRYWEEN'! via fernsrrylou

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harrytheone this picture will be studied one day

florence_oliver_ HARRY LAMBERT I TAKE EVERYTHING BAD IVE SAID AB YOU

starrylove stella gets this man every night

↳just.nia SHES GETTING THAT DICK EVERY NIGHT SHES GETTING THAT DICK EVERY NIGHT SHES GET-

tbslamber just saw stella walking to the tech box!1!!

tbslamber she looks amazing

↳larrysinlove FAKE

↳corinne_styles how can it be fake its been like 10 years 🤣🤣

andreaashley wonder if the gf likes the black hair

31 October 2022

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harryflorals "You've come as... Jessica Rabbit? Yes? Yes! I got it! That's proving to be a very popular costume this evening." HARRY POINTING OUT A FANS COSTUME AT HARRYWEEN via babyhoneymonique

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starrylove stella punching the air somewhere 🤣

↳larrylove that's what you get for having no creativity or originality

heatherbrown he was so cheeky with Stella tonight! When he said this he kept glancing towards the tech box and winking

↳charliebennett our king of subtlety

↳harrystella18 he just loves to wind her up and I love it

giovanna_rodriguez stella was so drunk tonight we could hear her singing from the tech box behind us!

harrytheone whoever wore the same thing as his gf won tbh

trinawong but who wore it better @harrystyles?!!

31 October 2022

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harry_update More of Harry on stage for Harryween last night! via pia321234

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rina_gee Stella liked!!

court_xo Stella liking this is so me coded

stellerrrr if only Stella's account wasn't private 🫠

rowanelizabeth Stella screenshotted this for sure

tbslamber he is beyond hot

itslucyy I mean how am I supposed to go on with my day after seeing this

dee_rizxx stella liked omg omg she's creeping on fan accounts????

1 November 2022

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stellamallone Throwback to Halloween 2018 because I'm missing my spooky soulmate @dolly_mallonex

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dolly_mallonex miss you my girlie! Harryween is calling my name! 🦇

annetwist gorgeous girls ❤️

harrystyles was this grim's party?

↳stellamalone nah, corden's

↳harrystyles ohhhh yeah

hannahparker this lewk stell 😍

↳stellamalone miss you Hannah! 🫶 we must catch up soon

↳hannahparker absolutely

1 November 2022

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scottysakamoto "Harry, you actually have Halloween weekend off for once, we're going to a haunted house. Whether you like it or not."

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niallhoran ten quid that chair will end up in your house mate

dolly_mallonex Don't lie to yourself, H! We all had so much fun, good to have you back on the dark side ❤️

benselleymusic on the beers Stell, good girl! 💪

↳harrystyles you don't have to carry her home

↳stellamalone two pint Stell is OUT OUT 😘

roxannedrake come through leather trousers 👏🏿 miss your arse @stellamallone

↳stellamalone I'm coming Manny soon babes, we need a reunion asap 🫶

28 October 2023

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stellamallone no Harryween but we're still gonna party 🎃

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hannahparker yesss

Angel_212 killerrrrr, missing my night shift gyal

↳stellamalone back in less that 48 hours 🙃

dolly_mallonex the dark bride 🕷️😍

annetwist Have fun tonight you lot. Be safe ❤️

harrystyles Out with the sole breadwinner. Drinks on you x

31 October 2023

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Happy Halloween. Only short but hope you love.

For more from this universe, click here.

Nel xo

[harrywavycurly]

Sarah I am begging you for some conversations between the Eddie’s about their partners/wives and the weird shit they do😂❤️❤️

Hiii babes!!! No need to beg, I will gladly do this for you! So I’m gonna lay out who each conversation is between so it doesn’t get confusing😂💖

Conversation key:

- ❤️ is between Husband Eddie and Wrong Number Eddie

-✨ is between Seven Wives Eddie and Southern Belle Eddie

-🖤 is between Fake Dating Eddie and FWB Eddie

-💖 is between Princess Eddie and Dating App Eddie

*Sometimes the Eddie’s just need to vent and who better to do that with than another Eddie?*

❤️ “so you two are married? But dated for how long?” “Uh…fuck she’d kill me if she saw me struggling to remember how long we’ve been together..uhm oh we dated for about two years give or take a few months.” “It took you that long to know you wanted to marry her?” “Oh no I knew I wanted to marry her the moment I saw her punch Jason Carver in the face.” “So…she’s violent?” “Yes…but not in an out of control way she’s just…uh…passionate.” “Sounds like a real winner…happy for you man.” “Don’t be an asshole dude your girl doesn’t even live in the same state as you…how you gonna fix that?” “She’s not my girl…we are friends.” “Right…yeah okay and Frodo is the best hobbit.” “What? No he’s not.” “Exactly…” “ooohhh…I mean her and I are friends there’s nothing wrong with that.” “Nope nothing wrong with being friends with the girl you’re in love with.” “I’m not in love with her.” “Really? So these Chad and Brad and uh what’s his name? Ken? Dudes don’t bother you?” “It was Kyle and there never was a Brad.” “But her dating them doesn’t bother you?” “Nope….” “You’re a fucking horrible liar…just go tell her you love her and get the fuck on with it.”

✨ “you said she drives a lifted truck?” “Yeah it’s pretty sick I’m not even going to lie.” “And she doesn’t let you drive it?” “No…but she said one day maybe…but that’ll probably never happen so I stopped asking.” “And she drives you around?” “Dude don’t look at me like that when you say it..I’m fine with being driven around…she lets me control the radio.” “That’s…so nice of her.” “Don’t be an asshole…how is everything going in your side of the park?” “Fine…I gotta ask does Steve bother your girl all the time? Or is he just weirdly obsessed with my wives?” “Steve? Harrington? He doesn’t bother her…I think he’s a bit scared of her though…what do you mean he’s obsessed with your wives?” “He’s always at Wednesday’s or Sunday’s house for advice or like to hang out and I’m like dude go get some other friends these are my wives…” “I’d have Monday talk to him about it…or maybe Friday she’s a little nicer.” “Yeah I just don’t wanna be an asshole I know he’s having some girl trouble lately.” “When is Harrington not having girl trouble?” “That’s…true….yeah I’ll have Monday talk to him.” “Maybe just give him certain times and days he’s allowed to come hang out so it doesn’t feel like he’s always around?” “That’s a good idea….so one more thing…does she make you wear a cowboy hat and boots?” “Only on special occasions.”

🖤 “oh fuck off your story is way more dramatic than mine.” “What are you talking about? You literally fucked Chrissy because you were upset your girl had to go meet Steve to get her shit back…that’s way more dramatic than my story.” “I didn’t know it was just to meet to get her shit back…I thought they’d end up back together.” “So…that makes it okay for you to fuck someone she doesn’t like?” “Dude…don’t be a dick okay? But you’re the one who fake dated your girl…at Chrissy’s fucking wedding!” “Well at least I didn’t make my girl cry.” “Low blow dude…low fucking blow.” “Sorry…I’m just saying out of the two of us your love story is way more dramatic than mine…” “fine…okay yeah mine is a little more dramatic but yours is just annoying because how could you not know that fake dating her was gonna lead to you falling in love?” “It was her idea in the first place! She asked me to play her boyfriend at the Hideout one time and it just…kept happening. Why would I think playing her fake boyfriend would make me fall in love with her for real?” “Because you make out and grab each others asses…of course that shits gonna lead to falling in love.” “Says the man who used to fuck his bestfriend…how’d you not know that was going to lead to falling in love dipshit?” “Fuck…walked right into that one…”

💖 “you met her where?” “On bumble…it’s a dating app.” “I can’t imagine the weirdos you found on that app…I met my girl at Family Video she works there part time.” “Oh yeah with Steve right? I heard you threaten him on the regular.” “He’s an asshole man…made her do inventory because he was lazy…had to make sure that didn’t happen anymore it’s not my fault he’s easily scared.” “He sounds like he needs an ass kicking.” “He does…so you two are together? Or…just friends?” “Uhm well…uh..I like her…like a lot actually but we haven’t had that conversation about if she likes me too…we spend a lot of time together and we FaceTime almost everyday if we don’t see each other.” “Yeah…you two are dating.” “You think so?” “I mean yeah…but talk to her about it and see what she says.” “Oh uh…your girl she’s like really nice right? Like super fucking nice?” “Yes..why?” “You think she’d let me like practice my..speech on her?” “Your speech?” “Yeah like how to tell my girl how I feel..I don’t wanna fuck it it man she’ll laugh at me.” “Right…yeah you can practice on her…but if you make a move and try to touch her or anything weird I’ll end your fucking life you got that?” “Dude come on I’m not an idiot.” “Yeah you’re not an idiot you’re just the love of your life’s handyman…” “that was rude…why are you so mean?” “Don’t know…just how I was written I guess.”

[goodmorningbatterycity]

Violent Rays *speaking into the mic in "Morales" office*: Yeah you thought Id forgotten about you didnt i, well this is not a joke, its not a parody, its not satire, the only people who think that are brainwashed by BLI, we're the KILLJOYS and we're here to take back the desert for all of us, for the real ones, the rebels, the ones who arent afraid to stand up for something and feel emotions, not just shove pills into their mouths....BATTERY SHITTY LISTEN UP, if youve thought about breaking the law or punching a 'crow or raging against the machine, THIS ONES FOR YOU!!!!!!!!!

*Violent Rays and the rest of the team hack into BLI surveillance cameras and start broadcasting to every TV in bat city. Violent rays walks on stage with a mic in his hand, lights flash in the background*

Violent Rays: HERE WE GO, ITS THE KILLJOYS BROADCASTING TO YOU LIVE FROM ZONE SEVEN, YOU WANNA FUCK WITH US? YOU THINK YOU CAN TOUCH US? SUCK MY DICK, KORSE! LET'S GO! LET'S GO!!!!!

*trap beat starts playing*

FUCK BLI FUCK ALL THAT SHIT ALL MY HOMIES HATE DRACS IN THEIR FACES THEY WILL SPIT BAT SHITTY IS A LIE ALL PEOPLE WILL DIE BUT THE KILLJOYS REBEL WE COME OUT HERE AND YELL FUCK BLI, AND FUCK ALL THE DRACS SHOW THOSE MOTHERFUCKERS HOW WE ATTACK YOU WANNA JOIN IN? GET IN THE BIN RIDE THE BUS TO ZONE SEVEN AND LET'S ALL SIN WE'RE GONNA KICK ASS WE'RE GONNA SMOKE GRASS WE'RE AT THE TOP OF OUR CLASS WE'RE BURNING UP GAS MIKE MILLIGRAM WAS RIGHT IT'S TIME FOR THE FIGHT AND IF YOU'RE ONE OF US GET ON THE FUCKING BUS!!!!!!!!!!!!

*The rest of the gang walks on stage behind him with their hands in the air, each of them holding a mic, they start hyping up Violent Rays*

Bomb Baby: ALL MY PARTY PEOPLE PUT YOUR HANDS UP Nurse Marysa: ALL MY PARTY PEOPLE PUT YOUR HANDS UP Toxic Sunshine: ALL MY PARTY PEOPLE PUT YOUR HANDS UP Tickled Pink: ALL MY PARTY PEOPLE PUT YOUR HANDS UP

*Everybody's rocking out, Dracs stare open mouthed in horror, Korse starts crying, Violent Rays throws himself into the crowd and gets crowdsurfed into the distance, everyone else is still rapping*

wtf did I just read lol

[heyharoldsboo]

Hey babes, let's talk

As someone who has been

A. sexually assaulted

And

B. falsely accused of sexual assault

I feel somewhat confident I can give some insight on the Percy situation...

Now I have a firm philosophy that stems from my experience and that philosophy is... BELIEVE THE VICTIM BUT NOT WITHOUT PROOF, SOLID IRREFUTABLE PROOF.

So let's get into my philosophy and backstory:

#1. Believing the victim

So...back in school, I and three other people came forward with stories about how a student (18) had been harassing the three of us (this douche even had the audacity to grope me in the middle of class). Me and one other person in our trio were under 18...and what did our school do? Nothing, they did nothing. Not even when the guy admitted to it! The three of us victims were forbidden from even talking about it! Not to mention after that he made our lives a living hell. So yes believe the victims...

#2. But not without solid proof.

With this story also taking place during school this one takes a little longer to break down. Starting back just before second wave of the pandemic so back in the late fall/early winter 2020, met a nice enough guy(for the sake of this lets call him Rich NOT HIS REAL NAME DONT WORRY), he came on a little strong but hey he was cute...so why not. Starting as friends, we would dm each other until...I saw major red flags, he was moving way too fast so, I tried to steer us back to the friend angle...didn't work, so I did the sensible thing, I blocked him. Fast forward a month or so and he's dating my friend, not wanting her to go into this unprepared I give her a little warning...that ended up screwing me over because just before we went back online they broke up, not a big deal...at the time. So a few months into online school (think early/mid spring 2021) I get a dm from my ex (not Rich) saying Rich had accused me of r/pe...this was bad for Rich for 4 reasons

The first accusation was of me assaulting him at my house. (The dick hadn't ever been to my house)

The second one he said I assaulted him in the school field during lunch (??? Also I was working in the cafeteria on the day in question)

He's at least 6' and stronger than me (a 5'2" female who hates violent interactions and can barely throw a punch. At this point his story is so full of holes it's starting to look like Swiss cheese)

My mom is gonna raise hell (she did, she got the police involved because my school wouldn't take it seriously. Once again my school ladies and gentlemen👏)

Anyway my point here is like with the Percy situation most of this took place online which is why I stand with my motto

Believe the victim...but not without solid proof. Take everything that happens online with a grain of salt and don't just jump to conclusions.

Hey lovely! First of all, I'm so sorry about what was done to you. Thank you for trusting me with your story.

I agree with you. I have a friend who was accused of SA, and in the end it all turned out to be a lie made out of revange wishes. So I'm a firm believer of believe the victim, but also be serious and think about the story that is being told. If the story is weird, check things out.

And please, please, do as dear anon did: go to the police! social media can't do shit for you. get a legal exam done if needed, get your proof. don't use it in social media, because it may not be able to be used in court if done so.

[inkedmyths]

S2: E5 "Simon Said"

Brought to you by Kayla was bored and I was bored enough to continue AND ALSO THIS WAS A MONTH AGO I'M SORRY

This ep featuring: Murder suicide, demon touched pussy, grand theft auto, and yet another fucked up brotherly parallel

Silas: UR STILL ON SEASON 2? Crepe: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES Melon: They’ve been watching at a rate of one-two episodes every two weeks. We’re gonna be here for the long haul (years) Me: Bc I have been busy <3 Silas: BYE I THOUGHT UD BE AT 3 AT THIS POINT HAGAHAYUGADG Me: SHUT UP SILAS Silas: SO MEAN TO ME

[ There is a brief interruption as I'm about to start because my mom walked in to make a joke about being a bad influence. This has nothing to do with Supernatural. She has never watched it and refuses to. A wise decision, probably. ]

What the fuck? What the fuck

[ The peanut gallery continues to make fun of my slow watch rate. I ignore them in favor of staring in bafflement at the screen. ]

Vision? Flashback?

Visions!!

[ Aspen now enters the chat, making a comment that they were just thinking about how long its been since the last time. ]

UHHH

DAMN HE JUST COMMITED A MURDER

MURDER SUICIDE

Oh hello Sam

Back at it again with the evil visions huh

[ Why the fuck does Aspen have a teletubby emote. ]

Dean beloved your phrasing needs work. Its so bad <3

The bar all goes 👀 when the boys walk in

Does. He

He has no pants. Ok

THATS PRETTY DAMN SPECIFIC SAM

WHSHSGSGS

[ Kayla at last arrives, late as hell for someone so invested in me watching this. ]

REO SPEEDWAGON...

DEAN.... WHSHSGSG SINGING IT IN DEAD SILENCE IN THE CAR

Okay so we are tracking down another kid who might've been visited by the demon

LAWYERS

LEFT HIM AN ESTATE

GUYS ISN'T THIS LIE TAKING IT A BIT FAR—

Kayla: nah. its funny

Barbarian Queen riding a polar bear...

WJSHDH DEAN "I don't know, I'm starting to like this dude. That van is sweet."

I mean it is a reasonable connection that so far these uh. Idk. Demon touched psychics? Are violent?

And like Sam has a point, hunting is killing and violence, even if Dean is pretty keen on separating that completely from normal murder

Kayla: read that notif as demon touched pussy. i was like shit fr? Me: DEMON TOUCHED PUSSY.......

Dude actually I'm with Dean on this one. This guy fucks

Literally, judging from the girl waving at him

Dean thats not subtle.... why can't you guys be subtle..........

DID. DID HE JUST STEAL THE CAR

IN TEARS.

DEAN HE JUST STOLE YOUR CAR

WHAT

He's like some kind of? Affects minds?

"He full on Obi-Waned me" HELL YEAH LET'S GO STAR WARS REFERENCE ON MAY THE 4TH

OH SHIT MAN JUST WALKED INTO TRAFFIC

Dr Jennings...?

Ok ok...

WJSHSH "AND OJ WAS GUILTY"

I can't believe this, this is so funny

The guy LITERALLY stole Dean's car and he's still like "Man this guy FUCKS I can't be mad at him"

Dean viewing his van with a disco ball and a bong: This guy is so real

Guy has a thing for weird eccentric guys in long coats I guess

MOBY DICKS BONG

OH SHIT HE APPEARS

IT NOT HIM IT SOMEONE OR SOMETHING ELSE?

What the fuck?

Oh fuck? What the fuck what is happening?

OH HE HAS A BROTHERRRRE

OH OH I SEE

OH THIS FUCKIN GUY

I SEEEEEEE

Sam buddy you alright

OH THE GIRL

His long lost twin was jealous?

Or something? Why the murder

Damn Sam these visions are sucking worse and worse huh

Ohhhh weird weird creepy fucker

OH HE'S WEIRDLY? WEIRDLY OVERPROTECTIVE? WHAT THATS EVEN CREEPIER

The constant weirdass parallels to the Winchesters huh

Whaaaaaat the fuck

LMAO (jedi mindtricking) "You really don't want to do this" (gets punched)

What in the fuck is happening here

Dude what

Yeah exactly!! Just talk to your brother like a normal person

THE MAN WITH THE YELLOW EYES

Kayla: you wanna know a funny story abt him Kayla: he actually has a name Kayla: however when i first watched his whole section (i was 10 i think) i decided that the man w the yellow eyes was too long Kayla: this was pre name reveal Kayla: so i Kayla: named him. Kayla: his name was jeffery. Kayla: i stand by that. Me: WJDHDHD Crepe: JEFFERY

Ohhhhh poor Andy :((

I love Andy I would die for Andy he was just living his life and his twin had been got by the demon so he showed up and was a murderous bastard

AUAUGH

DEAN NO

Sam is at his ropes end, Dean is deciding that ignoring things is the best option

Oh fuck shes onto them

Well fuck. Broke pattern, who knows how many weird psychics the demon has tabs on

Aaaaand end episode

Damn!

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Okay, really interesting episode. I stand by that I would die for Andy, I hope he's okay after all of this nonsense.

But it's definitely setting up some crazy shit with psychic people... wonder where this is going... genuinely. I have no idea. But its probably not good!

[jiishwa]

since i finished death note recently i just thought I’d share some of my overall thoughts about the series under the cut, yknow, just for fun or whatever…

•firstly i really wanna talk about misa’s character. i honestly feel like she was such a waste, being as she was kind of the only long term main female character, i really wished she would’ve been like dumb and obsessed with light as an act but been super smart and cunning behind the scenes. i wish she would’ve been a more even match for light and used her “im in love with kira” act as a way to just get closer to him and observe him so she could play him, and light thought she was easy to control and manipulate all along so he wouldn’t have seen any eventual betrayal coming. just thought that would’ve been a cool plot twist. all that being said, i still wouldn’t say i hated or even disliked misa as a character, i just wish she would’ve been more complex because i think that could’ve been way more interesting (and we love to see a girl be evil lol).

•one of the things that kind of did get on my nerves, however, was that i felt there was just waaaaay too much mind reading and 5d chess. like, at times, i felt like i was just skimming over super wordy sections (and it’s not because i don’t like words. reading books, aside from manga, is actually one of my biggest hobbies. i love words) because they would eventually become confusing for me, especially when two “masterminds” were going on about how they’d been playing each other all along and i would just be like “ok. im lost. also how could you both have foreseen and predicted that much? anyway…” and i felt like it didn’t leave much room for any real plot twists since, well, we always knew what everyone was thinking. Even when they reveal the final “gotcha” moment at the end there almost wasn’t any pay off in that for me because the entire series I’d gotten used to people finding new crazy ways to one up each other.

•team matsuda let’s gooooo!! i absolutely loved matsuda and im so glad he got to make it to the end! i really thought light was gonna get away with killing everyone before somehow getting caught but im glad that wasn’t the case in the end. matsuda was like the task force’s resident golden retriever, he was the only hope in all that darkness sometimes and i just. matsuda was my favorite character that’s all i have to say.

•i feel like maybe this was sort of the point, but i think light is probably the most unlikable “protagonist(?)” I’ve ever read like. i dunno. i just see him and my brain goes “yeeeeesss king, give me nothiiiiiiing” like on one hand i feel like i have no opinions on him but on the other if i saw him in the street id probably wanna sucker punch him just for being such an arrogant dick all the time lol.

•there was too much time in the middle where it felt like nothing was really happening. Like specifically after L’s death where everything just takes place in their secret hideout. not gonna lie there’s a good portion of the middle that was pretty boring to me and I wish we could’ve maybe seen some things from other peoples perspectives or i dunno, gotten some flashbacks or something to learn more about certain characters but that’s also probably the part of my brain that’s like “obsessed with lore” and wants to know “useless” information just for fun.

•i did not expect L to die that fast. like i knew he would die, eventually, but i definitely thought it was gonna be more towards the end than only halfway through (and maybe that’s why what followed for a while after that was sort of boring to me)? i dunno, but i definitely enjoyed L as a character more than light.

•i thought Near was just ok. i would’ve sort of liked it for light’s main adversary after L to have had a different approach/personality than L. Part of me is sort like “why get rid of L just to replace him with someone exactly the same?”

•I would’ve really liked to know what happened to misa and light’s mom and sister after his death. since they wouldn’t have been told he was kira since those who were still alive who knew swore to keep kiras death a secret, i would’ve liked to know what kind of cover up story they were told, what their reactions were, and where they ended up after the fact. also would’ve liked to know what ryuk was up to too. those final few pages showing all those people who still worshipped kira (i think that’s what that was supposed to be right?) felt sort of out of place to me but that’s just a small nitpick.

•as much as i have my criticisms though i really did enjoy finally getting around to reading death note, since it’s basically considered a classic at this point, and at the very least I’ll enjoy some of the memes a little more lol.

[wanderingaroundwithmysoul]

Rain had to reel in the small part of her that wanted to take that as a challenge. Oh yeah? You think I'll bust my fingers? Watch this. Despite how much confidence she tended to have in herself, she was pretty good about not letting that turn into stupidity... Unless maybe she let her hotheadedness get the better of her.

With how long and heavy the sigh she let out was, you'd think she'd just received the most disappointing news of her life. "If I'm gonna hit someone or somethin', I'd prefer to just use my fists." She removed the collapsible steel baton from the back of her belt. "I carry this with me anyway, though." Stolen straight off an Umbrella troop.

Rain could be rough with others, but she had never knocked out the teeth of a person she liked before. She just threatened to when they were annoying before punching them somewhere else. But hey, if it didn't hurt Matt as much as it would a normal guy, then she wasn't opposed.

When he told her that the tentacles felt like dicks, she kinda made a face. "You could've just said it felt like muscle and left it at that, dude. I don't wanna think about back dicks." But perhaps it was her fault for putting penis on his mind. Although she didn't enjoy his choice of descriptor, Rain went ahead and took up his offer to touch the tentacle.

Rain found Matt's lie... irritating. Not as much as she would've if he was actually walking around the streets and trying to play the role just for fun, but irritating nonetheless. She definitely had it in her to rip him a new one. That much was evident in the stern look she gave him. However, she also found it funny how dropping that tidbit about herself instantly made him seem like a kid about to be scolded. In the end, she rolled her eyes. "Yeah, well... Sorry don't cut it. I'm still gonna have to detain you." She motioned for him to turn around. "Put your hands behind your back, asshole." She didn't carry a pair of cuffs anymore, and Matt probably would've seriously pushed their size limits if she did, but it didn't matter regardless since she was clearly messing with him.

"What, you don't love discoverin' new textures? Don't enjoy the feel of a new substance unknown to man before all this?" Rain shut her toolbox and deposited it back onto the floor of the truck. "Well, once you stop aimin' like a damn Stormtrooper, feel free to use my supply of real bullets. It's in the big black case."

In a world ravaged by a virus that primarily creates monsters, nasty encounters are in no short supply. When Rain begins to hear heavy footfalls—when she feels them practically shaking the ground beneath her, she figures she's about to have another.

Cursing under her breath, she unholsters her gun.

The days were blending together in depressing ways now. Nemesis was shocked at how quickly things had gone to hell after the Hive and Raccoon City Incidents. It had taken him quite a while to regenerate after the city's "sanitation," but once he was on his feet again, he realized the gravity of what was happening to the world.

Alone and with nothing left to do in his current mutated state, Nemesis had taken to showing up at Umbrella facilities unannounced, and destroying as much of them as he could. The digital feed supplied by the retinal implant attached to his right eye and sewn up into his head gave him a lot of useful information, especially after his mind was liberated from Umbrella's control. May as well put it to good use, right?

He'd acquired more clothes and equipment this way, with the boots and leather trenchcoat-style getup being standard issues for a creature called a Tyrant, which he apparently now was. They seemed just about the only things that were going to fit his... unique body shape nowadays.

Learning about himself and destroying Umbrella assets were good pastimes, but Nemesis was extremely lonely. The few survivors he came across now and then either screamed and ran from him or shot at him. Bullet wounds were nothing more than annoying mosquito bites to him now, thanks to his thick hide, but even so... it was demoralizing. All he wanted to do was help. He was almost getting used to being alone all the time, by necessity rather than desire, until that unexpectedly changed. While exploring a city one day, he rounded a corner and-

"Raaaain!" Nemesis bellowed the moment he saw her, unable to contain his excitement upon seeing her. "Oh... ny god!" He couldn't believe his eyes. Well, eye. He still had two, but one was... indisposed. In a move that probably looked damn near ridiculous to the other, he lifted his hand... and waved to her. "I'n so glad... to see you! How... are you... alithe... right now?" he tried to ask, his massive chompers getting in the way, as usual.

Nemesis couldn't get his voice to be anything other than a monotone growl, and with monstrous teeth and a noticeable lack of lips, his speech was something of a garbled mess. It took him a while, but he'd learned to make certain sounds in other ways, using his throat and tongue. Essentially, he'd had to relearn how to speak. Some sounds and words, though, were lost forever. None of that did anything to curb his enthusiasm at seeing Rain alive, however. Was he finally losing his mind? Hallucinating, maybe? No, the target identification system is identifying her as Rain... Right now, Nemesis didn't care either way. Just the sight of her was one for sore eyes, since his last clear memory of her was being at death's door.

"I thought... the anti-thirus... didn't work...?" he said, his elation at seeing her alive completely overriding his common sense. Nemesis wasn't thinking about the fact that Rain wouldn't recognize him anymore, or about how negatively she would likely react to seeing the hulking beast before her. Not to mention his tentacles, rooted at the backs of his shoulders, which were excitedly coiling and undulating in their own right, reacting to his surprise and happiness. He batted one of them with his hand. "Cut it out...!" he admonished the obnoxious appendage. It recoiled temporarily before returning to its idle activities.

Then it dawned on him, especially with how she had her gun at the ready. Oh no... she has no idea who I am. "It's Natt," he said, laying his hand on his chest. "Natt... Ad-di-son." How pathetic is it that I can't even say my own name correctly anymore? he thought grimly.

[lavenderbexlatte]

day 5 - size kink

nct 1.4k words female reader insert Reader x Johnny Suh NSFW

🖤 warnings: johnny suh is very annoying but he has an undeniably big dick, friends to lovers scenario, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, a bit of a pain kink 🖤

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"Oh, no, I'll get it."

He's such an ass.

You love Johnny, don't get it twisted. He's a great friend, a ride or die, an equal opportunity drinking buddy and museum date and wingman. Not the kind of guy you ever thought you'd be friends with, but he's such a feature in your life now, you can't remember what you did before you had him to hang out with at all hours.

Except when he's like this.

"I can reach," you dismiss.

"But it's so much easier for me," he says coolly.

He reaches over your head to grab the bottle on the top shelf of your kitchen cabinet, easily, barely stretching, and holds it out to you with the worst self-satisfied look on his face.

You're not that short. You're really not, it's just that Johnny is so fucking tall. He swears he's only six-foot, but that's impossible. Six-two, you'd guess, or more.

He's just big. Overall. Especially when he's interested in bulking up, like he is now, no hint of the tall and lanky frame he'd had up until just a few years ago (and that he quickly returns to having in the occasional months when work takes over his mind and he neglects the gym and the protein powder). At times like this, he's tall, he's broad, and you can tell just from how he carries himself that he's more aware than ever of just how big he is.

For a guy who likes to slouch and shrink and practically lay down in every chair, he's just big.

"Did I ask for your help?" you snark.

"You didn't need to," he replies. "I have to use my powers for good."

"Busybody."

"I just wanna take care of you," he coos, ruffling the top of your head.

You shove him away. "Like I said, didn't ask."

The tiny kitchen in your apartment is small enough that you're constantly bumping into Johnny if he comes over to cook with you, but now he's getting into your space on purpose. You can tell, by the way he's reaching over your shoulder to grab utensils, looming behind you to watch the dish in the pot you're finishing up. You shouldn't have reacted so much. Giving him a reaction only eggs him on more, because he's the worst.

It's just Johnny, boxing you in to piss you off, but a feeling that you've never wanted to associate with Johnny is brewing every time he draws too close.

You're not really short, but that's not to say that you don't like feeling short. Small. Easy to toss around, easy to-

"'Scuse me," Johnny says, not apologetic at all, as he reaches for the cupboard again.

Annoyed, you turn around to push him again, but he's so close that you've essentially turned yourself right into his arms, your face nearly meeting his chest. His face is right above you as he reaches upward, and he smirks.

There's no ulterior motive, you can tell. He's just trying to bother you, pushing your buttons about being smaller than him and unable to reach some shelves in your own kitchen. Johnny is your friend, one of your best friends, and there's no way he's doing this on purpose.

But that doesn't change the fact that you are just the tiniest bit undeniably turned on. A tiny bit.

Or more than that. Maybe a lot more than that.

It's not that it's Johnny, you tell yourself. It's that he's so much bigger than you. That fact itself is punching you in the feral brain, making you react as if this is a real person and not Johnny. He leans down farther, looking just a bit confused. You're probably making an audacious face.

"Something wrong?" he asks.

You can practically feel his voice vibrating up from his chest. Oh, this is bad.

"No," you say, entirely unconvincing.

Johnny huffs out a laugh and backs off slightly, reaching to turn off the stove burner. He can reach it from here. This is so bad.

"Cuz you look like you're gonna be sick," he says, obviously amused.

"It's just hot in here," you lie.

"No, it's not. I'm chilly, actually," Johnny says, edging closer to you again. "Gotta share body heat."

"Johnny!"

He's pressing you against the counter, now, stretching to his full height. You can't help but feel bad, guilty even, about the arousal pealing through you, since he's so obviously just being a pain, just messing around-

Until he shifts, just a little, and you feel it.

He's hard. He likes this just as much as you do. Oh, no-

You freeze. His eyes blow wide.

And he backs up for real, draws away quickly. "Sorry. I know you don't like being called short, I got carried away-"

"I do like it," you say, mouth moving faster than your good sense, scrabbling for his arm to drag him close again. "I like it when - sometimes if I-"

He cuts you off. "Are you gonna kick my ass if I kiss you?"

It's a valid question, because he's drunkenly kissed you without permission maybe twice and both times you smacked him so hard that it left a mark, but things are different, here.

"Nope."

"Good."

Kissing Johnny is a strange experience, but you don't hate it. His lips are hesitant, but his hands are eager, exploring your waist, your hips, straying to grope your ass so quickly that you wonder how long he's wanted to do it.

"Horny bastard," you mutter.

"Could say the same thing about you," he replies.

He's got a loose grip at the back of your neck, and you shudder realizing how much of your skin he can cover with just one splayed hand. He notices, too, if the way he tightens up his hold is any indication. You're foggy with arousal, looking up, up at Johnny, thinking about what more he could do for you, what it would be like to only be able to see and hear and feel him...

"You really like this," he muses, obviously thinking hard despite the circumstances. "If your thing is tall guys, what about that last one you dated, the one-"

"It's not just about height," you say. "Big guys, sure, but also big-"

"Oh, you're covered, then," he interrupts.

Typical Johnny. Such an ass.

"Impress me," you quip.

He's hauling you toward the bedroom faster than you can react. You'd never seen yourself as particularly easy to haul or carry or anything of the sort, but Johnny's apparently got the height and the muscle to do just that, maneuvering you easily into your equally-tiny bedroom and depositing you on your bed.

There's no hesitation as Johnny presses you up the bed until you're laying comfortably in your pillows, with him looming above you. He probably assumes - correctly - that you'd stop him if you didn't like something.

But you have no intention of stopping him.

He shucks off his shirt, and there's just so much of him, planes of tanned skin and muscle. He makes quick work of your clothes, and the rest of his own. You find out pretty quickly that he wasn't lying about having you covered, intimately - he's big. Proportional to his body, yes, but that means he's simply big.

"I've wanted this for a while," Johnny admits, tracing his hand down your bare side.

"Secretly pining away?" you tease.

He grins, lopsided. "More like, you're cool and hot and I figured this would be fun."

It's not a love confession, but it's almost better. Assurance that this is being done out of fondness and excitement, not some kind of one-sided romantic urge.

"I'm ready for you," you say.

Johnny makes a bit of a face, reaching down to tentatively swipe his fingers through your wetness, which, like you'd just fucking said, is plenty enough for what you want.

"I should probably make sure-"

"I like it if you just..." you gesture, embarrassed, unsure how to say nicely what you mean, "It's...it's okay if it hurts, a little."

You like to really feel that first push in, is what you mean. What fun is fucking someone with an objectively huge cock if you don't even get stretched out on it to the point of a little pain, sometimes?

He seems to understand without you saying all of that, though, grinning down at you darkly and lining himself up. "Tell me if you need me to stop."

"Get on with it - Jesus-"

He always has to get the last word in, even indirectly like this, as you cut yourself off with a hissed breath as he begins easing his way in. Just the first stretch of his tip is heavenly, exactly what you want, a bit of a delicious burn.

You know you're in for it when Johnny smiles for real. He knows what he's doing, the stupid prick.

"How's a little thing like you gonna handle me?"