#when i cant figure out how to tie a piece together i just throw in red string of fate

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Last days of school

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no quirks bkdk fic rec list (p 2)

thirsty gay wingman fic by lalazee

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Oct 11, 2019 "Thinkin abt besties-since-birth BkDk goin to college together, Dk begrudgingly bein Bkg's wingman w/chicks & lamenting his big gay crush. One nite, Bkg cant get laid, hes drunk in a shitty mood, so Dk propositions him, which turns into the best night ever & the WORST consequences."

My tweet got 366 likes & 66 reblogs, so that was more than enough reason to write about it.

romeo and romeo by supercrunch

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There’s a nasally howl from the neighbour’s place. Izuku looks up – it’s the very loud, very blond guy living in the unit opposite. They’re technically in separate blocks but their balconies are close enough they can see into each other’s living rooms. He’s dancing around in his pyjamas. Yodelling at the top of his lungs off-key, swinging his Pomeranian around by the armpits like a furry ragdoll. “You’re a dog! You’re a fluffy little yellow dog and you’re a pain in the ass but you’re still my favourite shit-stain, yeah!”

Izuku bursts out laughing. The neighbour’s head whips around. He yelps when he sees him, tossing the dog on the couch and scrambling out of view to hide in the hall.

Izuku drops the watering can and runs back inside to find his phone.Small Might: Guys. I've decided i have a crush on my neighbour.

(quarantine baking: a balcony romance)

mechanical bull by warschach

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Katsuki has a track record of bad choices, it's a condition, but Izuku might be the one choice that's right.

battle of the bands by roadtripwithlucifer

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'The rules are simple. Battle of the Bands. Local bands send in a single track to the radio station, and ten tracks are selected. Over the coming month, the songs play on the station and listeners vote on the top five. The top 5 play a live concert as part of a music festival, then the top 3 at a larger, indoor venue. The top two have the honor of opening on the first stop of All Might’s retirement tour – here. In Izuku’s home town. And finally, the winner gets the ultimate prize. Getting to spend the rest of the tour, forty cities, across the country as All Might’s opener. Three months. Same tour bus. Shoulder to shoulder with the greatest musicians the world has ever known.'Izuku Midoriya is a broke college student presented with the opportunity of a lifetime. But winning isn't gonna be easy, especially when one band's aggressive blonde frontman seems to be dead-set on making Izuku's life a living hell.

oh my god! they were roomates! by phatye

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“Don’t go through my shit, and if there’s a tie on the door, then fuck off!” Katsuki growled. “...what?” he asked. Katsuki glared at him. “This is fucking college, and I plan on getting laid a lot! I don’t need some nerd cockblocking me! And what is with all the fucking toys here!” Katsuki had moved over to his shelves. “Are you a fucking child or something?!” This was not what he was expecting.

shades of blue by young_crone

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Echoes filtered down the white hall as he descended the stairs toward the locker rooms, reverberating from the pool. A whistle, the sound of breaking water. He swiped the towel over his face, paused. The sliver of cerulean catching the sinking sun pouring through the skylights, the red and white lane buoys, the burn of chlorine.Izuku ran a hand through his curls, snagging on a knot. The clock on the wall reminded him how late it was. A minute wouldn't hurt. He worried his lip. Just a glimpse.

k-9 by warschach

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Izuku takes in a stray on one rainy night, except it's not a dog, it's a dog shifter who goes by the name, Katsuki. After the initial wave of panic and embarrassment, Izuku thinks his new pet/roommate is pretty cute.

sucker punch by warschach

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But, whatever, Disney Boy over there was—

Prettying up real damn good that Katsuki got kind of distracted—totally understandable, like god those CGI pine eyes—and didn’t see the straight path he made for the metal trash bin in the center of the area until he was tipping forward and waist deep in discarded bottles, plates, balled up tissues sticky with he prayed was chocolate ice cream and nacho cheese.

Mina howled behind the gate. “Look, Katsuki returned to his home.”

(or Katsuki works security at Six Flags and moonlights as a derby dude and continuously looks uncool around Izuku)

may I take your order, dipshit? by supercrunch

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So, like, maybe Bakugou wasn’t really the best choice for this whole pizza delivery shindig.

(Midoriya in love, Bakugou in denial, and way, way too much cheese.

A BakuDeku romance in thirty minutes or less. )

raise me so high (your sins become my pedestal) by stardust_painter

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After his boyfriend cheats on him, Izuku wants to do something stupid. The question is how stupid does he want to be.

The answer is very stupid apparently.

eye for an eye or whatever by tobiyos

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“I’ll make it up to you!” Izuku says brightly, lifting his head from Katsuki’s lap.

Katsuki’s eyes narrow but he isn’t still pushing Izuku away so. Progress. “Fuck are you gonna do to make it up to me?”

“Hmm…” Izuku says quietly, tapping at his chin. “Oh! You’re still a virgin, right?”

Katsuki chokes on his own spit and promptly renews his efforts of pushing Izuku away by the forehead. “Fuck off,” he wheezes, “get out of my room.”

leap of faith by ladyofsnails

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Midoriya Izuku is just a random kid who loves art, analyzes everything, and is obsessed with the (in)famous hero Mighty Spider. He's got a loving mother, a great uncle, and maybe not too many friends that aren't those two but he's working on it.

And then a random cute boy shows up at his school, a spider bites him, he meets his hero under the worst possible conditions, and it all goes to hell. Now he's got villains on his tail, a promise to keep to a dead guy, and a washed-up hobo as his mentor.

Here goes nothing.

green is the warmest color by gloriousporpoise

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“Woah, someone call the fire department,” Eijirou says, elbowing Katsuki squarely in the ribs. “That guy is smokin.’”

“I literally hate you.”

Here’s the thing, though. Eijirou’s a certified dumbass, but his current observation isn’t even a little bit wrong, much to Katsuki’s displeasure.

“Think you can get his number?”

Or, Bakugou is a painter without a muse.

you and i collide by ethereals

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And not that Bakugou’s the type to sexualize a potentially dead body; especially one that he just accidentally murdered, but the man has some pretty solid DSL’s. He would hit it, with more than just his car.

OR

in which rich fratboy! bakugou is a badass who accidentally hits poor med student!izuku with his car and chaos ensues therefore.

97.6 FM by jamjars

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Izuku can’t stop listening to the radio host with the deep voice who sounds like he’s stuck in 2010. It’s a harmless crush. That is until he starts calling into the show under the pseudonym Deku.

Or Radio Host! Baugou x Listener! Midoriya

give me that sweet love by xsxuxgxax

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Things Katsuki needs to excel at: be hot, be clever and pretend to be nice, let Izuku kiss him publicly, let Izuku fuck him privately…

(sugar baby katsuki and sugar daddy izuku pretty much)

dance with me by astralchaos

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Mina pulled up a video of a young man, seemingly teen, dancing to a popular new hit, and Izuku felt his heart drop to his stomach. His skin prickled and felt clammy as he started sweating nervously, not daring to move or make a noise. His eyes were glued to the screen but he didn’t see anything – his brain was too busy going into overdrive and freaking out.

Because Mina was showing him a video of himself. The one he uploaded last night.

How on Earth did she find this? He had barely a few thousand views, he wasn’t popular, and it’s not like he was even any good, especially compared to her or Kacchan–

“That move was sexy as hell,” Kacchan said, and that was when Izuku realized that his childhood friend – his longtime crush – also leaned in to watch the video Mina was showing him.

puppies puppies by Esselle

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"So after doing all that," Katsuki says, "you're just going to settle here? Tatting up wannabe bad boys?"

"You think all guys who have a lot of tattoos are wannabes?" Midoriya asks, so smoothly that it throws Katsuki.

"Wh—no, I mean—maybe!" Katsuki says. "You'd know best, wouldn't you? Are you a bad boy?"

The words are out of his mouth before he even realizes it, and he regrets them immediately. There's a figurative list of things that one should never do, and probably high up on it is asking dark-haired sailors with ocean green eyes and black swirls of ink all across their barely concealed muscles if they are bad boys.

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Katsuki thinks he has everything he needs in life: a successful pet shop, an occasionally reliable assistant, and the unconditional love of the twenty puppies he’s raising for adoption. But when the tattoo parlor next door hires Midoriya Izuku, a hot sailor with an affinity for dogs, it makes Katsuki wonder if he might need something more.

Like… a piece of that ass. Maybe. He’s figuring it the hell out as he goes.

im gonna make a part 3 later ergaegrggjnjuvuh

[artsninspo]

NerdBae - Part III

Tre smiles seeing all the girls in his home in the living room like it’s a beauty parlour. He’d missed it more than anything. There was a time when they were all they had in the world. His dad hadn’t been in his life much. His mom had struggled. He’d tried to help out when he could. Then Gina and Elle had become friends and she spent so many days at their house. Then Nina his mom and Jo, Elles mom got close. They were their own little village, thick as thieves.

“I have a surprise for you ladies” he charms getting a loving look from his mother.

“I hope mine is the nicest big brother” Gina chimes and Tre hands each of them a letter addressed to them. They all open them in silence and Elles eyes are the first to his in shock before the screaming starts from Gina.

“Baby, I cant take this” his mother says with a trembling hand and a lightening heart beat.

“Yes mom you can” he reasons.

“Tre, you might need this” Jo adds.

“I don’t and there’s not a single lie there on that paper” he explains causing the mothers to blink in disbelief.

“Thank you” Gina squeals squeezing him tight.

“You’re welcome” he kisses his sisters cheek happy to see her happy.

“A hundred grand a year after taxes for being family, shit Tre!” Gina smiles jumping for joy.

“Just accept it, you’ve worked hard enough momma and momma Joe. I’m in a position to help now - let me.” Tre explains too good to be true.

“What about when you want to start your own family, you’re going to need” the selfless women continue.

“Mom, haven’t I always been dependable? Trust me when I say this is safe, it’s fully legal, it’s not even fully what you deserve but I won’t accept any of you not accepting it” Tre puts his foot down. Elle sits in utter shock still unable to move.

“Baby” his mother says and the water works start from both of them - years worth of weights off of their shoulders. He tries staying strong as they hug him but the tears fall. They didn’t have to do anything anymore, except for live their life and answer his phone calls to make 100k after taxes each year.  Everyone’s dream job and a long time coming for the mothers that did everything to be there for heir kids. They’d become best friends through their daughters and had been the only people to make him feel like he was good enough.

The hysteria dies and Jo looks at Elle holding the letter with shock still in her eyes - the only person who hadn’t shed a tear.

“Tre” she sighs having read the letter through. There were other perks, other ridiculously thoughtful perks.

“If I start crying, it’ll be very ugly” she swallows feeling overwhelmed and emotional but the tears roll in like a storm as she walks into his arms genuinely appreciative. She’d always been a sweetheart. She wanted nothing more than to unburden her mother and herself and Tre just swoops in with pure intentions to save the day. It turns into a group hug and seeing them happy makes him feel like he’s won the Nobel piece prize.

————

Jo had always been an early riser, she never had a son but she loved Tre like he was her own. He was shy and introverted but he loved talking the load off. They bonded over making breakfast.

“Morning Angel” she smiles and he gives her a coffee starting on his morning smoothie before smelling one of her world famous omelette.

“Morning Ma, you don’t have to” he smiles.

“You’re still my angel and I’m here - so I might as well” she justifies handing him the plate. There’s nothing for him to do but smile accept the dish. “You got Ellie to show emotion, she’s been pretty distant and bogged up lately” Jo comments.

“You know she loves you”

“I was too hard on her” Jo reasons.

“She’s strong, she can take care of herself, she’s doing well” Tre reasons hoping to ease Jo’s worry. The kids never told their mothers their dilemmas or pains. They’d always been their emotional support team.

“She loved that boy a lot, I just can’t imagine him not breaking her heart. I know he did and none of us got to be there for her through it” Jo shrugs feeling guilty. “I wish she liked good men, kind men, men like you Tre” Jo says scrambling the eggs and starting on French toast making the six burner stove her bitch.

“She’s here with us again, as far as I can tell she’s good, all we have to do is love her. She loves us.” Tre says sitting to eat.

“And we love you kiddo” Jo smiles. “Need me to iron your shirt and tie for the party tonight?”

“Ma I’m good” Tre kisses her cheek.

———

It took the village, the mothers had got Elle into her gown, perfected her elegant hairstyle and Gina and Elle co created her make up look. It felt like too much when she looked in the mirror seeing nothing less than the glamour of a sixties starlet.

“Don’t let any of those sleazy bozos touch my best friend, disrespect by best friend or make her have to put the pause on pretty to defend you okay” Gina instructs Tre running the lint roller down his suit one last time.

“No ones doing anything to Elle” he tells Gina wearing a serious expression and making his sister smirk.

“Make it count Tre, who knows what could happen? Besides I’m sure if your first crush is beloved by your family, cleans up nice and takes care of you; that adds brownie points” Gina says casually getting a grimace. Elle wasn’t Tre’s first crush. He loved her growing up and thought she was sweet.

“We both know my first crush-‘

“Sometimes you’re very stupid” Gina huffs adjusting his tie clip. “Go on you’re going to be late.

Elle smiles looking Tre over as he gets into the car taking them to the event. “You look spiffy” she compliments as he looks her over.

“You look perfect” he compliments honestly.

“Thanks, don’t make my head bigger” Elle laughs

Casual conversation sustains the car ride there before they walk out hand in hand to the busy event hall. People were everywhere coupled with suggestively dressed servers and the whole nine yards. What overwhelmed Elle even more was how much everyone seemed to like and respect Tre. Husbands and their wives wore genuine smiles inviting them to dinner telling stories that absolutely sounded like him. How he’d swooped in and saved them stress, time and money by helping them solve a problem. Elle watched as he worked the floor expertly, she saw the longing looks from other women and watched people throw themselves in-front of him to make their elevator pitches.

“Who’s this beauty” a man says coming up casually.

“Don’t even look at her like that Rob, this is Elle” Tre mutters making the mans eyes widen.

“You didn’t say she was a smokestack” Rob says candidly making Elle smile as Tre pulls out her seat to begin the dinner and innovation ceremony.

“Elle this is rob my best friend, Rob this is Elle”

“Pleasure” Rob smiles looking her over with unspoken words in his eyes, before looking up at his friend.

The night goes extremely well even when they come across the three guys from the mall. Their company is powerful but they’re the minority in terms of people who are assholes to Tre. He helps Elle into the limo only to be socked in his shoulder the moment he’s buckled in.

“Ouch, Elle what was that for?” He holds the assaulted region, concern in his eyes.

“For playing me like a fool Tre” Elle smiles annoyed and amused. “You didn’t need me there everyone loves you there. You let me believe they were jealous bullies when they’re jealous cause your the man to be” Elle huffs shaking her head pleasantly surprised.

“So you hit me?” Tre asks.

“Yes!” Elle chuckles folding her arms still a little shocked. “Honestly can’t take you and all your surprises” she admits making him smile. He takes her chin like he had time and time again all night placing a respectful kiss on her cheek. He pulls back to look at her and it feels like theres a force keeping them together before they both smile at the same time embracing each other.

“I’m sorry for keeping things from you, I just wanted to make the most of the situation”

“You’re forgiven but I’m done giving you all the compliments and all that because I see you know you’re that guy - still you allow everyone to act like you’re timid. Especially Gina” Elle reasons making Tre laugh.

“I get insecure like everyone else Ellie and I don’t do anything for Gina that I don’t want to do, or anyone else for that matter. I don’t like conflict and nothing makes me happier than seeing you all happy.” He admits honestly .

Tre was genuinely taken a back by Elles decorum. She looked like a million bucks and definitely belonged in another age with her glamorous charm that almost felt old Hollywood with her full figure and million dollar smile. He’d never seen her be so soft.  It wasn’t that she was hard but there was never an instance where she wasn’t a strong and assertive woman that stood her ground and now she was the complete opposite silencing all his critics and competitors with her charm. He’d been told several time by elder veterans in the field to lock her down with a ring in only an hour at the party.

“Thank you for coming and making me look good”

“No problem sweetie” Elle teases making him smile before tickling him playfully.

“Behave” he laughs finally able to restrain her gently.

“Okay” she concedes.

“We haven’t really talked about how you been, you and your mom have been a little awkward” Tre reasons.

“You mean about Cam and I ending? That was a year ago now”

“No one knows what happened”

“Gina does”

“Yeah but you have blood pacts” he exaggerates.

“We’re having a good night Cameron is the last person I want to talk about. Its humiliating” Elle admits.

“You should know you don’t have to hide anything from me” he says and Elle sighs pulling away from him.

“I thought Cam and I were good, he had this new concept a love storyboard in eleven pieces. It came with an accompanying poetry book with a painting on one page and its poem beside it. He was sleeping with his child’s mother still, and it was all about her and I was just there to get his career off the ground and his artistic muse but not his inspiration.” Elle sighs shaking her head. “I embarrassed myself with a ver bad reaction and spent the night in jail. He didn’t press charges and I’ve moved on” Elle shrugs.

“Cant imagine a man sleeping around on you?” Tre says. “I’m sorry that happened”

“Could’ve been worse Tre. Had I have been really in love with him - who knows what would’ve happened. He wrote a letter after he realized I wouldn’t talk to him. He said he did it to provoke me and because I wasn’t doing what a woman should in a relationship” Elle smiles.

Tre swallows in shock, it’s not what he expected. Not at all. He’d met Cameron and didn’t like him but he didn’t think he’d be stupid ugh to mistreat a women like Elle.

“I’m sorry he hurt you” he says making Elle smile.

“He wasn’t enough of a man for you anyways. You deserve much better” Tre affirms making Elle smile. “You should go for guys like me, until you’re ready for that stay single. You’ve been through enough - these muscles might come with higher testosterone would you want me getting my ass kicked for defending you?” He asks making her laugh.

“Even if a lion hasn’t killed in the wild before, it’s still a lion with all its programming. There’s a reason you weren’t getting beat up and you’re good at football - that’s why people don’t play with you” Elle explains honestly leaning back on his shoulder.

“Forget the five star restaurant let’s go home, get moms and Gina and lets go bowling like one times. As a family” Elle suggests.

“Nah, you’re still my girlfriend for the next few hours” Tre says chuckling a little. “Besides you gotta talk to your momma when you get back so you need the liquid courage.”

A/N: Hows NerdBae doing? Are we impressed? Are we surprised? And it seems like everyone is rooting for them, do we think he’s gonna get the girl?

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~Fellowship with the Lodge~Hiram Hurt Au *Requested* Angst and Fluff

Thank you for requesting Darling thank you for letting me write this for you.this one is angst but fluff lord same i had to make this one i was getting desperate but i hope you love it

Definitely request some more!

Hiram lodge walks in with his unbutton white silk puffy shirt. Y/n looks up from her crossword puzzle and scans Hiram holding  up 2 brown bags at yourself. He smiles at her, placing them on the glass table in front of the black couch you're sitting on. Y/n placed her crossword on the table and attacks the brown bags opening them and claps her hands together grinning at the white boxes with a japanese symbol on them

“Yay Chinese thank you mr.lodge”

Y/n cheering as she seized one of the boxes out of the bag. unfastening it to appear Kung pao chicken. As she grabbed the chop sticks. She sets them up in her hands and begins to capture one of the pieces of food and apprends it in her mouth.

“Princesa you're always welcome and it’s hiram” hiram grabbing a box of rice and chopsticks and strutting toward his big office desk. Y/n and him were having company between each other just talking about everything and anything while he does work for the jail. Lucky you haven’t gone there yet since you have arrived at riverdale among some charges that were placed on you.

“Yes mr.lo…. I mean hiram sorry i know i get ahead of myself sometimes” y/n smiles capturing a piece of chicken and stuffing her face.y/n glanced at hiram and down back at her food smirking.hiram glimpse back and a laugh escapes his lips. He loved that you could express yourself to a man that hid his darkest secrets. A man that was always feared but y/n took the fire and never got burned.

“Well I’m glad you are here keeping me company”

Hiram took his daze off y/n and looked right back toward the computer screen reading as he was captured with his paperwork scanning over the words he grabbed his bottle of Jack Daniels and a glass with a single ice cube and started pouring the raven liquid in the glass. When he was done emerging it in his glass. The air filled with brown liquid spilling on the floor followed by shards of glass.  Then the painting on the wall of a “woman dressed in black” the woman was now wearing a gaping hole in her dress.

“Oh my god what was that”

Y/n threw her food on the ground as a silver bullet went gliding into the pillow of the couch and feathers fell in the air and on the floor. Y/n let out a high pitched scream and dived on the floor to escape the round of bullets that were making their way in the room that y/n and Hiram were in.

He loosen his shoulders and stood up from his desk being unphased at the bullets. He fixed his tie and then he commanded yourself

“stay here and don’t get up”

Y/n nodded at him and stayed on the floor as she lodge. Y/n started hearing pounds of footsteps on the marble floor. Then y/n was streaming from her spot. The person had her by her foot. Y/n tears welled up in her orbs attempt to place her fingers on the floor trying to stop the sliding, But the person has gotten yourself by your foot to meet with him by placing his hands around your throat and slightly grasping your neck. Restricting the airway to breathe.

“Hello love where did the so called daddy go”

When y/n comes into contact with the person that had a hold on her, y/n eyes soften and her mouth falls open in shock. Staring at the chocolate orbs furrowed eyebrows. Jaw clenched revealing a vein. His hair all messy and wet form the sweat flaring up on his forehead. y/n knew she was in for it when they both were going home.

Your soon to be crazy ex demanded y/n was choking as he raised yourself higher in the air. y/n feeling his ring index finger pinch her throat. Y/n squirm in his grasp grabbing at his muscular arm. Y/n thought this was the end until sweet pea let go and yourself collided on the floor. Y/n captured her neck and her breathing was gaining life back. Her chest rising and falling rapidly. Y/n spilt out tiny coughs and view at the greaser.y/n said in between coughs blinking back tears that were forming.

“Sweet pea, baby don't do this your gonna get me fired”

“Well that would be wonderful so he won't look at you anymore”

Sweet pea smirked at yourself and squinted evilly at yourself. Y/n laying hopeless on the ground. Y/n threw her body on her stomach. Trying to claw back at him to trip him. Her body is becoming weak with every move she makes. Sweet pea strutted petite inches away from yourself when you were close.  Smirking at the agony he placed on yourself. Your hand was red and it was getting puffy as y/n kept digging her painted nails in the marble floor constructing your way to him.

“Awee hun come here to me cmon”

Sweet pea taunting towards yourself as he took his pistol out of his pocket and cocked his gun while aiming right at your puffy bloody hand. Y/n viewed him, tears welling up in your eyes at the person she loved so much, going insane for his love that he always enforced then y/n began to scream.

“Help hiram help”

As sweet pea pulled the trigger of  the gun. The bullet flew toward the marble floor and bounced off onto one of the lights as the bulb broke in front of yourself. Piercing the rough skin of your palms. Whining in agony Hiram ran toward yourself and saw sweet pea holding the gun at her about to take another shot but then Hiram tackled the man. They both collided with the floor. sweet pea dropped the gun, turning himself and Hiram. Sweet pea was on top of hiram. He towered over him Throwing a left hook colliding with his jaw. Hiram’s face flared up with blue and purple marks as his head went toward the other side. Hearing Hiram winces broke your heart. Sweet pea toss the punches broke your soul.

“Please stop please you’re going to kill him”

Hiram heard your screams and threw a right blow at his side. Sweet pea’s body flew to the other side and onto the floor rolling off of hiram as Sweet pea's frame goes limp laying on the floor knocked cold. Then Hiram slowly stood up from the ground. Coming towards yourself making sure you were safe. He seized your arm lifting you from off the floor. Y/n stood up but when she was about to lean into Hiram,

“No hiram he’s about to”

Y/n saw the dark figure hold his hands up with a figurine and strike Hiram over the head with it and He collided with the floor holding his head that was dripping with blood. Then sweet pea repeatedly started kicking Hiram. He kicked his diaphragm.his breathing hitching with every impact. The kicks have gotten harder and quicker.

“See y/n this is what you brought upon yourself”

Next y/n stagger over to the side table.becoming silent, sneaking over towards her object she needed to obtain.The erupted sound of punches being thrown in the air. y/n reaches in the drawer and pulls out a pocket knife. When y/n limps quietly behind a angry sweet pea.

“This is gonna hurt me more than it's going to hurt you”

She raises her arms above her head and  lunges the pocket knife into his back. The greaser winces and stops kicking Hiram. Sweet pea falls to the floor and stiffens under the impact. Red droplets begans spilling out his mouth.He lays there, a pool of blood starts forming.

Y/n reaches for hiram. Pulling him up and throwing his arm over y/ns neck as they both stagger to the grey chair in front of the red and orange amber burning over the fireplace.

“Lord he put up a fight” Hiram wincing while holding his bruised rib cage. He laid in the chair. His heavy inhale and exhale trying to ease the pain. Y/n scanned over Hiram and held her hands to his blue and red face.y/n whispering to hiram

“Hiram omg your all bruised up”

Y/n running her hands over him. Y/n feeling all the cuts and bruises that were forming. Why did her crazy ex have to ruin such a goodnight for both of them. He was just focusing on business and y/n was just there taking care of his house and what needed to be taken care of. Y/n couldn’t deal with seeing Hiram mutilated so badly. It broke her heart scanning his handsome face covered all in wombs.

“Get me the inseptic”

Hiram said while tilting his head toward the direction toward the first aid kit. Y/n got it and came back over to him and opened the med kit and then she brought out the alcohol bottle with a white towel.y/n poured the clear liquid on the towel. Then placed it on Hiram’s bloody lip. He watched your every movement like a hawk.

“Hiram im so sorry i know i’m fired i cant believe… i just can’t”

Hiram cut in your babbling and boomed toward yourself and grabbed your soft hands running velvety circles on the palms calming your ranting.

“Is that why you come in with bruises hun, you could’ve told me what he has done”

Y/n started back patting the bloody bottom lip. Cleaning the remaining blood that was left. Hiram stared at your concerning face.while tears streamed down her cheeks y/n said without remorse

“I was scared and alone to talk to anyone hiram he just started doing this’

‘When i just hired you?’

Hiram asking yourself with a side eye.

Y/n started to break down while whipping her stained filled cheeks while scanning at all the damage sweet pea as done to his demeanor. y/n was so hurt from all this seeing hiram struggle for his inhales was her biggest fear.

“Yes, I can’t believe he did this he’s insane’

y/n guiding the rag over his puffy cheek. Dabbing gently at the blood that covered the rag. Y/n was moving toward his sharp jawline. Y/n couldn’t help but admire how he was authorizing yourself to clean himself up.hiram began to say

“He isn't insane anymore’  scanning at a lifeless shell in his studies. He was gonna have to bury him sooner or later with the help of yourself.  Y/n began to trail down his neck getting hypnotised in his caramel skin. Y/n swab and added medicine on his neck while placing a small bandage on the bruise and then y/n started unbuttoning half of his shirt and seeing his exposed rib cage and his caramel chiseled chest.

“You know you can tell me everything and anything, i'm here to protect you princesa”

Hiram knocking you back to reality. Her face forming a grin fragile at the statement of reassurance.y/n nodded as she started applying gauze to his rib cage. Tapping the womb making sure the gauze covers the mess that was made on him. Then y/n starred right back up at hiram

“Thank you for that I promise I’ll repay you”

y/n said while standing up and placing the med kit back where it was. Hiram found his strength as the powerful man he is patted his lap for an invite for her to sit upon. Y’n took the offer and sat on his lap. Hiram sneaked your arms around yourself. Engulfing yourself in a hug and began to whisper

“Hey you are by cleaning these wombs and being here with me”

Hiram whispered toward yourself. As y/n felt the warmth of the fire that burn and hiram's muscular popping vein arms hug your frame he placed a small peck on the back of shoulder feeling his bruised kiss lingered as y/n laid her head on his board shoulder staring at the open flames that appear Y/n felt a wave of safety and reassurance take a hold on your insanity by a man that was no longer feared .

[m0etenchandon]

I think you need to be punished, Ben (Reader x Ben Hardy)

Summary: Ben has been slacking around the house and Y/N is not having it so she decides to tie him to the bed and make him think twice before doing it again

Authors note: I was debating doing this with Joe, but I feel like Ben would be an even bigger sub if given the chance. Also, OMG, thank you for all the response and love on “A game of beer pong”. It´s honestly so overwhelming, and I cant thank you enough. Im sorry i havent replied to your comments but this is my side blog and Im terrifyed that the many people from irl that follow me on main will figure out how much of a hoe i really am on here

Pairing: Reader x Ben Hardy

Warnings: SMUT (pure filth), sub!ben, being tied to the bed, overstimulation, cumming in pants, unprotected sex (reader on birth control). 18+!

Word count: 2.9 K

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You and Ben always had an agreement that when it comes to household chores, you would both contribute equally. However, he had recently been slacking in that department. Bowls of cereal in the sink, not bothering to throw his dirty clothes in the laundry basket, and coincidentally never being home when it was time to dust and vacuum. Obviously, he had a lot going on with awards season and interviews, but it wasn’t like he was never home either. He had plenty of time when you were off to your day-time job, but there was never dinner on the table or an empty dishwasher when you walked through that door. Most of the time he spent playing videogames online with Joe.

After slumping down onto the sofa after dinner, which you again had to cook, Ben went to pull you into his side. You however were mildly annoyed and sat back onto the other side of the couch.

“Is there something wrong, Y/N?”

“Nah, its nothing. I’m just having a rough day”

“Want to talk about it?”

You shook your head, knowing deep down that you were overreacting. Ben was so caring and attentive to your needs, he always listened when you complained. It was just that this was getting on your nerves, and you didn’t even know why.

“I know something I can do that will cheer you up, you know”. He had a smirk on his face as he inched closer. You didn’t push him away, always being a sucker for those kissable lips. You looked from them to his green eyes, then down to his lips again. Leaning in to give him a kiss, you closed your eyes. His lips moved slowly against yours, but the kiss didn’t last long. Ben left kisses at the corner of your mouth, your jaw, just under your ear, before moving down to your neck. He found your sweet spot, knowing fully where it was after two years of being together. Small moans left your mouth as he sucked gently, ever so slightly running his teeth over the sensitive spot as you pulled on the short hair at the nape of his neck.

Satisfied with his work, he pulled away and looked at you while caressing your cheek.

“Are you sure you don’t want to talk about it, love?”

“Mmm, yes. Later, I promise”

You were still very much enjoying his sweet touching and little kisses, but there was still some annoyance left in your body. Normally, Ben would be quite dominating in bed, never letting you get the upper hand. However, there was something about having him a whimpering mess underneath you that made your heartbeat rise and wetness forming in your panties. You had never dared to speak your mind, but now he definitely needed to be punished.

“Actually, can we try something new today?”, you asked running a ringer down his shirt. His muscles tensed under your touch sending electric bolts straight to your core.

“Sure, anything for you my love”. He was back to kissing your neck earning a satisfied hum from the bottom of your throat. You stood up and held your hand out to him, beckoning him to come with you to the bedroom. Ben couldn’t keep his hands of you, clearly excited to hear what you had planned. His hands roamed your hips, over your boobs and across your thighs as you moved up the stairs to the master bedroom.

“What did you have in mind then miss Y/L/N”, he teased when you came to a halt at the end of your bed.

“Well, I was thinking that maybe I could be in charge this time”. He visibly gulped as you ran your hands over his chest and down his abs, stopping right before you reached the waistline of his sweatpants. It was your turn to nip at his neck, leaving small bites along his collarbones as well.

“Fuck, I won’t be able to keep my hands off you. You know that”. Ben tried to grab onto your waist, but you were quick to pull his hands away. He let out a low whimper. You already had him around your little finger.

“I know, I have a solution for that”

You walked over to your closet and pulled out the box that was stored into the very back. Pulling out a pair of handcuffs along with some ropes, you could practically hear Bens heartbeat going up. You also pulled out one of the vibrators that he had used on you countless of times. Smiling at the memory of the last time he had made you cum 5 times in a row with it, you walked over to him again. You put the vibrator and the ropes down on the dresser but dangled the handcuffs from your pinky.

“I think it’s your time to try these”, you teased. He slowly nodded staring at you, his eyes growing several shades darker. His breath was deep and fast, and you could already see a slight bulge in his pants. Your fingers ghosted along his waistline before tugging at his t-shirt. He lifted his arms and let you pull it off him. You bit your lip at the sight of him in front of you, never getting used to the way his muscles tensed, the lines disappearing into his pants and the little trail of hair leading way to his favorite body part.

Pushing him onto the bed, you started to crawl up his body. Settling on straddling his stomach, you grabbed one of his hands and put it inside one of the cuffs. Next, you slid it through one of the poles of the head board of the bed before locking his other hand into place.

“Is this okay baby? Do you remember our safe word?”

“Y-yes, fuck this is so hot. Please touch me”, he begged. Simply smirking at how desperate he already sounded, you let your lips fall to his neck again. Now that he was unable to touch you, you sucked harshly onto the skin just below his ear knowing it drove him crazy. His hips bucked into thin air and moans left his mouth. You giggled and let your lips fall on top of his. He kissed back with lust and neediness in the way his tongue made its way into your mouth. You, however, were not having it and pulled away. He tried to stretch his neck and kiss you again, but you had already moved down towards his chest. You left kisses across his collarbones and down towards his defined pecks. Leaving small kisses next to his nipples, whines fell from his mouth. Never having tried to touch his nipples before during sex, you decided to nip at them gently, earning loud moans from your boyfriend. He was completely wrecked, and you hadn’t even got to the fun part yet.

“Fuck, b-babe. P-p-please, touch me. Do s-something”, he whimpered. You started to kiss down his stomach, going between his abs. Once you reached his happy trail, you let your tongue lick small kitten licks down towards his pants. His bulge poked your chest as you bent down and Ben thrusted his up, desperate for some sort of pressure on his aching cock.

“Now Ben, you need to be a good boy and not move for me okay?”

He frantically nodded as you grabbed the ropes from the bed side table. You tied each of his legs to a bed post before moving off the bed yourself. While Bens eyes were all over you hot like a fire, you started removing pieces of clothing. Making sure to sway your hips a little extra, you shimmied out of your skinny jeans before pulling off your jumper. Now that the only clothing that covered you were a bra and panties, you crawled over to him on the bed. You settled yourself over his crotch earning a whimper from him. You were driving him insane with every movement and you were enjoying every second.

“You’ve been a very bad boy lately, Benny. Leaving dirty dishes in the sink, dirty socks on the bathroom floor, driving me insane. You know I hate when its messy in the house, yet you still sit on the couch playing video games with Joe all day”

You had started moving your hips over his hard length and he was looking at you with a pleading look in his eyes.

“I think you need to be punished, don’t you baby?”

“Please, I-I swear I will pick up the slack. Just please, fuck, t-touch me. I’m so hard it hu-urts”

“But I am touching you baby” you cooed.

“Naughty boys don’t deserve to be sucked off. Its either this or nothing”

He let out a long whine, tugging at the handcuffs. Loving the effect you had on him, you moved your hips harder. His cock was pulsating through the fabrics separating the two of you, profanities leaving his mouth. He had never been this hard in his life and it turned you on like crazy. Wetness had seeped through your panties and onto his sweat pants, forming a wet patch just above the tip of his bulge. Ben looked down to where you were rubbing yourself against him and moaned at the sight.

“You want me to stop baby?”

“N-No please don’t. Fuck, I think I’m gonna c-cum Y/N”

“Yeah? Are you gonna cum in your pants like a horny teenager? Gonna cum from me just rubbing my wet pussy all over your crotch, baby?”

His eyes had closed, and the rest of his face was red and sweaty from the contact with his cock. Determined to get him to cum, you scraped you nails down his chest. He was a whimpering mess underneath you, desperately trying to buck his hips up towards yours to get some more friction. He was at the very edge when you leant down to whisper in his ear.

“Be a good boy and cum for me. I know you want to, baby. Maybe then I will let you fuck me. Do you want that, baby? Want my warm, tight pussy around your aching cock? Want to feel my walls clench around me as you make me cum. Your cock always makes me cum so hard?”

That was all it took. Ben screamed out your name as he came. Tears were threatening to leave his eyes as he rode out his orgasm. You placed a few kisses on his chest before moving to get off of him. The patch on his crotch that was once just your wetness was now accompanied by another much darker one. Bens chest was moving up and down at a rapid pace as he tried to regain his breath.

“I can´t believe you just made me cum my pants”, Ben said still breathless. He was so embarrassed.

“Oh, I think it was really hot. So hot in fact that I´m literally dripping”. You got off the bed and slid your panties off before unclasping your bra. Ben was pleading to touch you, his eyes darker than ever. You moved up his body, placing your pussy just out of the reach of his tongue. He pulled at his restraints, desperately wanting to taste you. He could see how wet you were for him.

“Please let me taste you, love. You always taste so fucking good”

“Hmm, I don’t know if you deserve it yet”, you teased. You moved forward a bit so that his tongue could barely touch your clit, making you shudder at the contact, before moving back.

“You like that, baby?”

“Yes, please Y/N, I need more”

You moved a forward a bit further, this time enough for him to drag his tongue through your folds. He pushed his tongue into you as far as he could go and lapped up all your juices. You completely forgot who was in charge as he started sucking at your clit, slightly grazing his teeth over the sensitive nub. You were rocking against his mouth chasing your high. He was moaning against your heat, sending shivers up your spine. You abruptly pulled away from him earning a whine from Ben. His chin and mouth were glistening with your juices and it took all you had to not sit right back down on his pretty face.

“I need you inside me, Ben”

“Y/N shit, I can’t, I’m too sensitive”

Ignoring his pleas, you tugged his pants and boxers as far down his legs as they would go while still being tied to the bed posts. His cock was still wet from cum and he was half-hard.

“You sure, baby? I really need it, and by the looks of it, you want it too”. You traced a finger over the prominent vein on his shaft, making him shiver. His cock started to stir. You had him completely under your spell as you lent down and kitten licked at the cum around his tip. It was all too much for Ben, who was tossing and turning on the bed. Taking his tip into your mouth and sucking lightly, his hips bucked up making his cock hit the back of your throat. You immediately let him slip out of your mouth.

“I just told you naughty boys don’t get sucked off, and yet you push your big cock right down my throat”

“Babe, I’m so s-sorry”

“I think you should show me how sorry you are by letting me ride you. Don’t you think that is a good idea, baby”

“Shit, please, I’m too sensitive”

You reminded him to use the safe word if it was too much, before lining him up with your entrance. All the teasing had got you all riled up and you were so wet he slipped in with no resistance. You kept eye contact with your boyfriend as you slid down onto his hard cock. Tears were pricking at his eyes as he bottomed you out. He was so sensitive, yet it felt so good he didn’t want you to stop. You took a minute to get used to his big cock, before lifting your hips and quickly slamming back down again. Ben was a moaning mess underneath you as you picked up the pace. You lent down to press a kiss to his mouth, but he immediately deepened it, craving the intimacy. Your orgasm was slowly creeping up on you, feeling the pit in your stomach grow tighter. His lips left yours, the kissing taking too much of his energy. He whispered sorry´s into your ear as you let your head fall onto his chest. You could tell he was close as his breathing became uneven.

“Are you gonna cum for me again, baby”

“Fuck, yes Y/N. It f-feels so g-good”

You grabbed the neglected vibrator from the bed side table and placed it against your clit. You were so riled up that it pushed you right towards the edge. Bens eyes nearly popped out of his eye socket at the sight before him. He threw his head back in ecstasy as he came, you follow shortly behind when you felt hot ropes of his cum coat your walls. You clenched around him as you came down, riding out your own and his orgasm. He was so sensitive by this point that a tear actually escaped his eye. A yelp left his mouth as he slipped out of you, the friction being too much for him. Leaning down to him, you kissed away the tears on his cheek before giving his lips a soft kiss. You unlocked his handcuffs as well as the ropes tying his feet. His arms immediately wrapped around you as you put your head on his chest.

“You okay?”, you asked tracing small circles on his chest. He kissed the top of your head.

“Yeah, it was just a lot. In a good way though. And I’m sorry for being lazy around the house. Seriously, I´ll do better. I promise, love”

“It’s okay. Besides, I´ll just have to punish you again if you don’t pick up your slack”, you smirked as you looked up at him. A flash of panic swept his features before they softened.

“Hmm, I did enjoy this whole scenario, but I think that next time you should be the one that’s tied up”

“Do you now? Don’t know if I dare after what I just put you through. You might be revengeful”

“You´ll just have to find out, won´t you”, he teased leaning down to give you a quick kiss.

“Maybe I´ll just abstain from sex and I won´t have to worry about that”

“Yeah, and that will last for about 2 days before you can’t say no to this anymore” he gestured at his torso and then down to his cock.

“You’re so full of yourself”, you pushed his chest laughing.

“I´m not wrong though, and you know it, love”

“I know.. it’s a curse really”

“Sure it is, it’s hard having orgasms every night”

“You´re such a wanker, Ben”

“But I´m your wanker”, he pulled you so close you could barely breathe. You laughed and pushed him away from you.

“You´re lucky you’re cute or I would have kicked you out of my bed right now”

“You know you love me”

“Unfortunately, I do, you dork”

“I love you too, Y/N”, Ben said, placing a sloppy kiss to your lips. You smiled against him and kissed him back.

Part 2

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[analisegrey]

Februwhump Prompt:

“Who would the whumpee take a beating for?” (Read on AO3)

Caleb’s always been goal-oriented.

He likes having something to strive for, a box he can mark off when he’s accomplished something; that inclination is honed when he gets to Soltryce- each new spell he learns, every milestone of knowledge, he goes after with fevered abandon. His time in the country with Master Ikithon doesn’t exactly dampen the tendency. The desire to please combined with the need to hit the next goal, do the next thing, pressing ever forward- it’s a terrible and heady combination that Trent utilizes ruthlessly.

And still, after all that, after breaking and reforming, after traveling alone, after finally finding new companions, he’s still goal-oriented. He has one large, overwhelming goal, and it’s always in the back of his mind, waiting, but sometimes it gets overshadowed, pushed temporarily to the side by immediate need.

For instance-

The cell they’re in is cool and damp, moisture dripping down the walls in shining rivulets. Jester’s out cold when they’re dragged in, but Caleb’s awake, if only barely, and so catches pieces of conversation, taunts and threats. He’s known jailers like this before, had suffered extensively under them in the jail where he met Nott. He knows the type- overconfident, cruel, inclined to go after the weakest, softest target, because they don’t want a challenge so much as a reaction.

Caleb weighs his options as he waits for Jester to wake up. They’re both spent from the fight before they were captured, and he knows that especially without his components, they’re on their own until help arrives. He’s moved her so her head is pillowed on his lap, and he absently cards his fingers through her hair as he thinks. He knows this type of people, knows what they’re capable of, how they react, who they’ll likely go for once they’re ready to start. He knows, and he refuses to let that happen.

There’s a rustle of fabric and a shift of movement as Jester starts to wake up, groaning as her eyes slit open.

“What- what happened, where-”

Caleb gently squeezes her shoulder. “I am afraid things went rather poorly, Jester. We are in a cell.”

Her brow crinkles in confusion before her eyes go wide and she jolts up to sitting, Caleb barely leaning back in time to avoid getting knocked in the chin. She’s scrambling to her feet and heading for the door before Caleb can stop her, her fingers digging into the edges where the frame and the door meet, looking for purchase, for a catch, anything, as her tail lashes behind her.

“We need to get out, we need to get the door open, we have to leave- ”

Caleb gets up and moves to her side, catching carefully at her wrists and tugging. He knows he has no hope of moving her if she doesn’t want to allow it, and is relieved when she lets him.

“Jester, you must be calm.”

She turns to him wild-eyed and pale, her skin washed out to a sickly light blue. “Caleb-” Her voice wavers with panic, and his resolve only strengthens as he gets a more secure grip on her and pulls. She goes with him as he leads her back to the far wall and sits, bringing her with him; her skirts pool around her, and he puts an arm around her after only a moment’s hesitation. She’s shaking, her breathes quick and hitching, and he’s familiar enough with the sounds of panic and terror to recognize it. He gives her a squeeze.

“Jester, I know this is frightening. It’s not a great situation, but we must believe the others will come and get us out. We have done it before, and they will do it again.”

“I know, I know , it’s just, what will happen in the meantime? I can’t- I can’t do that again, Caleb, I can’t- ”

If his plan’s going to work, he needs her calm, needs her strong. He feels for her, he does, but he needs her to get herself under control.

“Jester.” He keeps his voice soft, calm, soothing, and takes her by the shoulders, turning her to face him. “I know this is a terrible situation, and while neither of us wants to be here, this is especially hard for you after everything you have been through. I can’t guarantee everything will be okay right now, but I believe- I have to believe- that the others are coming, and we just need to be strong until then.”

She sniffles, eyes red-tinged and wet as she looks up at him. He knows how strong she is, physically and emotionally, but right now she looks small, frightened, and he’s reminded how young and sheltered she is, and he feels the protective urge he normally feels for her surge. He will not let them hurt her, not if he has anything to say about it.

“I need you to listen to me, Jester, you can do that, ja ?”

She nods, though she doesn’t look very sure, and he smiles.

“The men who brought us here are going to come back.” She freezes under his hands, her breath starting to pick up again, and he squeezes, trying to ground her. “They are going to come back, but I have a plan. I will not let them harm you; but you must work with me. I can only do so much, so you must be strong. I need you to look fearsome.”

Her brows furrow again in confusion as she looks him over, her tail moving agitatedly behind her. “But how will you do that? They took all your stuff, Caleb, your components, your coat, your books- how are we going to fight back?”

He shakes his head. “My plan is not to fight, not with magic or fists. I plan to fight with this,” he says as he taps his temple with a finger. “I do not need to be stronger or have my components in order to out-think them. I am going to play a part, and I need you to as well for it to work. It will be scary, but I know you can do it. You are a very good actress, ja? They will not know what hit them.”

Her eyes narrow momentarily, and he worries she’s figured him out, but then her face relaxes and she gives him a tremulous smile, which he mirrors back to her.

“Okay, I think I can do that, Caleb.”

“I know you can, blueberry.”

She smile brightens at the nickname, as he’d hoped it would. Now for the hard part.

“I need you to promise me something though, Jester. This is very important.”

“What?”

“When they come back, I want you to try to get in front of me. I am also going to be acting a part, and it may be difficult to watch, but I need you not to interfere otherwise. Whatever you see me do, whatever you hear me say, just know that I’m acting, and it will be alright. Can you do that?”

Her lips press together, pensive and pinched, the dark blue of her lips paling before she nods, her expression growing hard and resolute. “Okay okay okay, yes, I can do this. We will get through this, and the others will come, and everything will be okay.”

He smiles at her, and he hopes it doesn’t look as much like a grimace as it feels.

They pass the time chatting about nonsense and when they hear a door clang open nearby they both tense. In the last few seconds before the cell door opens, he turns and whispers, “Don’t forget- you are fierce, blueberry, and I am just acting.”

The door swings open and Jester plays her part perfectly, straightening up and snarling an oath in Infernal, coming to her feet in front of him as he slowly gets to his behind her, feigning weakness.

One of the few benefits of being a self-confessed coward, of being afraid nearly all the time, is that when it matters, when it’s actually helpful , it’s no hardship to play the weakling. He barely has to try for the fear he normally keeps bottled up show readily on his face, for the near-constant dread to become manifest. When their jailers enter the room, Caleb presses himself back against the wall, shuddering as the cold and damp seep in through the thin fabric of his shirt. He hunches inward, makes himself look small, an easy target, and bless the two buffoons holding them captive, they buy it.

“Grab him. Let’s make ‘im squeal.”

Caleb’s eyes go wide in only partially-feigned horror, and shakes his head, pressing back further, though there’s nowhere to go.

“Nein , no, please- ”

Jester tries to stay in front of him but fierce as she is, she’s easily thrown aside. Their captors may be immensely stupid and easily manipulated, but they’re strong, grabbing him with ease and carrying him toward the door. He plays it up, yelling and pleading in a way that normally would fill him with shame, but he’s fueled by his need to keep them focused on him and their attention away from Jester. He gets a last glimpse of her as they pull him through the door and she looks utterly stricken; he hopes she’ll forgive him eventually.

He’s taken down the hall to a room that's bare except for a wooden chair in the middle of it. They throw him onto it, and one of them hauls back and punches him in the jaw, snapping his head to the side and setting his ears ringing. By the time his head clears, his arms have been wrenched behind him and his wrists tightly bound and anchored to the chair. He struggles and they laugh, each grabbing an ankle even as he tries to kick at them; they tie those to the chair as well until soon he’s completely helpless. He tries not to panic, reminds himself he wanted this, that this was his preferred outcome, but it’s difficult to remember when one of the men is standing in front of him grinning and the other is behind him with a large meaty hand clamped on his shoulder. The hand on his shoulder slides to his throat, gripping and pulling his head up and back and for a split second he feels a flash of real fear, thinks he's miscalculated terribly, but then the other man slams his fist into Caleb's stomach, and the fear is replaced with a calmer resignation. His body tries to fold over, but the ropes at his wrists and the hand at his throat keep him from moving, so all he can do is choke on a cry and shake. They work him over with the ease of long practice, moving in tandem and causing pain with little break between. He's quickly breathless, screams caught in his throat as blows rain down faster than he can process. At one point a blow knocks him sideways and the whole chair tilts precariously before it tips, taking him with it. He feels it as his left arm snaps at the forearm when his whole weight, chair and all, land on it; he's screamed himself hoarse but still finds voice enough to cry out. The men just laugh and continue, and throughout the beating the thought Caleb keeps firmly situated in his mind is, ‘At least it’s not Jester.’

The men start to slow down, tired and covered in sweat, and Caleb would breathe a sigh of relief if he could; his ribs scream at him when he draws breath, his broken arm a throbbing misery at his side. He hurts everywhere, bursts of pain so prevalent it’s difficult to tell where one begins and another ends. They untie his legs, then his arms, and his vision goes dim and watery as they pick him up again, heedless of his broken arm, and drag him back through the door and down the hallway to the cell.

He desperately wants to pass out, to get away from the pain if only for a little while, but he can’t yet. There’s still one more part of this to do before he can allow himself the respite of unconsciousness.

They slam the door to the cell open and toss him through it. He's unable to catch himself and lands awkwardly on his front, his broken arm hitting the ground with enough force that he thinks he does pass out, if only for a few seconds. The next moment he’s aware it’s to find gentle hands on his face, warm and careful as they feel around his cheeks and jaw.

“Oh, Caleb- ” That’s Jester, and she sounds anguished. He forces his eyes open to look up at her and she’s blurry, but he thinks that’s mostly do to his eyes being partially swollen shut than anything else. She looks like she’s been crying, her face crumpled in distress, and he reaches for one of her hands with his good one.

“Jester, it’s okay.” It’s hard to speak, his voice barely there, his throat burning with the effort.

Her face twists, grief and anger warring with each other for dominance in her expression. “Caleb, it is not okay.” Her hands flex minutely on his face and he winces at the pressure on the bruising he can feel painting his skin. “Do you even know what you look like? Look what they’ve done to you, Caleb, your arm, and your face, and, and-” She looks perilously close to tears, and while it guts him to see it, he holds tight to the fact that it’s him here on the floor beat to shit, and not her, that it’s him with the broken arm and ribs, not her. He remembers- because he always remembers, doesn’t he?- what she looked like when they found her and Fjord and Yasha at the Sour Nest. Dirty, bruised, tear-streaked and devastated, and there’s not a lot he’s proud of in his life, but this is one thing he can hold onto. He kept this from happening to her, from happening to her again. She may have experienced this kind of cruelty, but he’s had practice, and if there’s any benefit to the things that have happened in his life, it’s that it’s prepared him for this, has put him in a position to be able to spare Jester.

He manages to pull a smile out for her, squeezes one of her wrists in a shaking hand before letting his arm fall back to his side.

“It’s alright, Jester. It is- it’s better this way. You are stronger anyway, ja? If we need to fight to get out, it’s better that you be strong and healthy.” He’s trying to focus, to stay awake to keep her company, but it’s so hard. His words are slurring, and it’s probably not a great idea to fall asleep, but he doesn’t think he’s going to have a choice in a moment. “You were wonderful, blueberry. Du warst perfekt.”

His eyes slide closed, and he passes out to the feel of Jester’s hands warm on his face.

[elytrafemme]

💗 :D hi mare!! how are you doing :]

[ send heart and i tell u my unfiltered thoughts yasss they are so unfiltered and so cool also this is the last one im doing TN but ill do lots more tmrw!!! theres a whole buncha ya a lot of hearts yes ]

okay you are serving straight dolphin like in a good way. no no no actually take that all the way back you are so porpoise to me. gen i love porpoises i know fuck all about them but like you cant look at a porpoise and be sad after. like you are going to be happy when you look at a porpoise. they're how i discovered memes

top 3 mutuals to watch a jack manifold stream with. idk i just feel like i would.

i think we would play mario kart together and somehow tie. not as in like match point we each get one a piece i mean we literally tie. like we end at the same time the game breaks nintendo is crying weeping throwing up i think that's us

i would braid your hair and then probably fuck it up but i think you would be endeared enough to leave it in and then like as a vengeance thing you would idk. what is comparable. i guess you figure that out fuck me dude i already played MY part in this metaphor

you are so friend. not just to me but to the world. sometimes i make posts like im on a stadium speaking to a bunch of people and you're the person who always shouts WOOO even when i say something so fucking bad that its like embarrassing

[blouisparadise]

Upon request, here is a list of bottom Louis fic recs where Harry and Louis are already in a relationship. There are a lot of good ones for this list, so this is only part one of the list - part two is here.

Happy reading!

1) Precious Little Diamond (I’ll Give It All To You) | Explicit | 2044 words

Alpha!Harry/omega!Louis PWP written for this textpost: Established relationship H/L with alpha!Harry just popping his knot in omega!louis and it’s his favourite part; just laying down and cuddling as they mate but louis just wriggles around in his lap until he can grab his xbox controller and starts playing video games with Harry still inside him and Harry’s like “??!?????!???!!!???” And louis’ like “oh shush it takes forever” and scores a goal on the game

2) Tie You Up and Make Me Scream | Explicit | 2166 words

AU where Harry teases Louis and it becomes a game until they cant handle it anymore and escape to have tent sex while the rest of the boys are in the other tents.

3) True North | Explicit | 2575 words

Note: This fic is locked and can be read by AO3 users only.

Altered-canon non-au set between November 2012 and January 7th, 2013.

4) What’s Yours Is Mine (What’s Mine Is Ours) | Mature | 2982 words

Prompt: Something about Louis always waiting until the last minute to pack his bag for tour so one time Harry does it for him and then they’re thousands of miles away by the time Louis figures out Harry hasn’t actually packed anything useful. Whether it’s because Harry is just genuinely useless at packing for other people or because he wants Louis to be forced to wear his clothes is up in the air. Also Louis refusing to wear Harry’s clothes out of pure spite until Harry makes it up to him.

5) Double Dog Dare Ya | Explicit | 3411 words

The one where the boys play some truth or dare and Harry has a one track mind.

6) A Touch Of Your Love | Explicit | 3856 words

Harry’s physical training has been intense. He wakes up before the sun to run. He spends long hours in the gym boxing and lifting weights.

Louis usually likes working out with Harry when they’re on tour, and even now he enjoys going on a run or boxing a bit with Harry. But Harry hasn’t seemed to stop moving since he accepted the role in Dunkirk. And it’s not that Louis always needs to be the center of Harry’s attention, but he very much wants to be.

7) It’s Your Soul That I’m Caught In Yet You Don’t Hear Me Call Your Name | Explicit | 4433 words

The one in which Harry goes out for a run in the early morning rain without telling Louis and Louis wakes up alone, cold and needy.

8) Hook’s Intention | Explicit | 5156 words

Harry hadn’t realized what, exactly, being the Captain Hook to Louis’ Peter Pan would entail.

9) But I Want You | Explicit | 5200 words

After their successful night at the VMAs, Harry can't keep his hands off Louis for long.

10) A Gentleman’s Arrangement | Explicit | 5205 words

Harry has been in the countryside, Louis has been trapped in town awaiting the London season, and three months apart is far, far too long.

11) ‘Cause Lately I’ve Been Waking Up Alone | Explicit | 5667 words

“Ow ow ow ow,” Harry continues cursing, hopping back and forth on the balls of his toes and trying uselessly to cradle his dick.  Louis’s eyes fall to the sink, where he can see a torn-open package and what looks like a sheet of instructions.

“Clone-a-Willy?” he reads out loud, not sure he’s reading right.

...or, Harry gives Louis a very special sex toy for an early birthday present, and Louis uses it on Skype when Harry's in LA.

12) Power Inside | Explicit | 5861 words

Louis wrinkles his nose and pokes Harry again. “You want a baby,” he repeats.

Again, Harry frowns. “Uh, yeah, Lou, I want a baby. So do you.”

Where is this even going. Harry honestly has no clue.

Abruptly, Louis stops frowning and practically throws himself off of Harry, splaying himself out on his side of the bed, arms spread wide. “Okay. Let’s make a baby, then.”

Can eyebrows get permanently attached to a hairline? Harry has a feeling he’s going to find out. “You do realize - ” he starts.

“Yes, Harry, I realize,” Louis says, stroking his fingers over the inside of his own thigh, ruking his shorts up. “You gonna shut up about it and give me a baby or am I gonna have to go out and find someone else to fulfill my deepest desires?”

He’s a nutjob. He’s a complete nutjob. Harry’s in love with a complete nutjob.

13) We’ll Stumble Through Heaven | Explicit | 6504 words

Louis likes to be a good boy for his alpha.

14) You Drive Me Wild (You Know You Do) | Explicit | 6632 words

Their management informs them that they have an interview right before the ARIAs, and it isn't until he's in a suit, seated on a couch between Liam and Zayn, that he gets the idea.

The interviewer, Angus, smiles at them, right before the cameras roll on, and a metaphorical light bulb goes off inside Louis' head. He's perfect. Well, not as perfect as Harry, but enough. He's attractive, attractive enough to drive Harry crazy, and he doesn't even think of the consequences of his actions, just decides right then. It's all Harry's fault anyway. Louis should be allowed to have a little fun.

15) I’m Broken, Do You Hear Me? | Explicit | 6957 words

Louis starts acting weird and distant around Harry, and it takes Harry a little while to put together what's wrong. When he finally does, he's determined to help Louis see just how much he loves every piece of him.

16) Back Where I Belong | Explicit | 7217 words

Harry’s trying to have a conversation with Nick, who he hasn’t seen in nearly three months, but the way Nick’s eyes keep darting over his shoulder every few seconds is quite distracting.

It’s ironic, because at least a quarter of the reason that he’s even talking to Nick in the first place is because he needs a distraction. He’s all too aware of exactly what’s going on behind his back.

Nick is the one who finally brings it up. “Do you think he’s doing it to spite you?”

“He’s definitely doing it to spite me,” Harry answers tightly, resisting the urge to crane his neck around so he can see. He clutches his drink a little tighter, trying to keep his tenuous control over his own movements.

17) Call Me Shallow But I’m Only Getting Deeper | Explicit | 7367 words

The one where Louis is a brat so Harry spanks him with a riding crop.

18) Rated R | Explicit | 7635 words

Louis gifts Harry with a surprise sex tape, and it accidentally makes its way into Harry's family Christmas party. Ridiculousness ensues.

19) Under the Vanilla Sky | Explicit | 8006 words

Who the hell wears a hat like that on a yacht?  That's one of the things Louis thinks when he sees Harry from across the deck of the most expensive, ridiculous boat he's ever been on.  He also thinks he'd like to get closer.  Just to see what's under those aviators.  Just to verify that, yes, in fact, those white swim trunks might be a little see-through when wet.  Just to see if someone could really be that hot in real life.  On a yacht.  In the Caribbean sea just off the coast of St. Barts.  

Here's what really happened on that yacht.

20) Love To Make Him Moan | Explicit | 8106 words

Note: This fic is locked and can be read by AO3 users only.

They fuck like they're sex starved, when they're really, really not.

21) Give It Up To Me | Explicit | 8134 words

"You're going to end up making me come with all the boys in our lounge," he finished, his tone softening the longer he spoke.

"And?" Harry murmured, placing his palm over the crevice of Louis' arse, keeping the plug nice and tight inside of him. "What if I wanted you to?"

22) Love Me in Between the Future and the Past | Explicit | 10991 words

Set during the 2013 VMAs.

Harry's scared of history repeating itself.

23) Read You For Some Kind Of Poem | Mature | 11969 words |  Sequel

He likes to imagine that he’s always aware of Harry’s eyes on him, but the spark that flashes across his body at how often Harry licks his lips while looking at his throat doesn’t feel like something he’s explicitly and consciously acknowledged before, but it feels familiar. Usual. Right.

24) In A World Apart | Explicit | 11973 words

During their off time in LA, Harry is reminded just how much he loves Louis.

25) End Of The World Tonight | Explicit | 12069 words

“You remember when you told me that you wanted to live with me for the rest of your life?” Louis asks. His voice trembles a bit, exposing exactly how much he hates what he’s about to do. How much he wishes that he wasn’t about to do it.

“I remember,” Harry says. His expression is a little lost, like he thinks that they’re about to have a fight and he’s not sure what they’re supposed to be fighting about. Louis closes his eyes because he has to, has to take a second to regain his courage. He can’t keep doing this. He can’t keep suffering, can’t keep killing himself trying to hide this. He’s ready. He’s been ready for a long time.

26) Know You Got That Thing (That I Like) | Explicit | 15798 words

In all the ways he thought about their reunion going, watching Louis finger himself open was not on the list.

27) 210 Days | Explicit | 16341 words

Harry is in the army and Louis is back in New York. Together, they get through Harry's six month leave by sending a series of letters back and forth. They've done it before, and they can do it again.

28) Temporary Tattoos, Hotel Hearts, Horizon Homes | Explicit | 17965 words

Note: This fic is locked and can be read by AO3 users only.

Louis is just 18 and ends up in 2015 for one day at Harry’s request, one day to make sure his spirit is strong and hopeful enough to take him to the X Factor and end him up where he’s supposed to be. Aka, the one where Harry makes sure Louis knows how amazing he is.

29) Can’t Fool Me | Explicit | 30162 words

AU where Louis hates fraternities and would never be into a frat boy. And one of these things is definitely not a lie.

30) Drowning In Your Eyes | Explicit | 45140 words

The Pirates of the Caribbean inspired au where Harry is a fierce pirate who holds the heart of a beautiful merman.

31) Such Good Luck | Explicit | 66205 words

Louis smiles at Harry’s words, leaning into his touch. “Tell me again.”

Smiling, Harry takes Louis into his arms. Pressing gentle kisses to his face, Harry murmurs, “In six months’ time, I will have my twenty-fifth birthday.  On that day, my portion of the inheritance will become legally mine. And I plan that very day to announce to my family that I have found love.” Harry chuckles as he runs his lips lightly along Louis’ cheekbone. “That, in fact, I found love when I was twenty-one years old, and that I have loved and been loved every day since.”

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[bettycrocker]

i like how people are looking at my joseph analysis and either thing its 100% canon or garbage and horrible and that im just trying to make joseph out to be a villain and that i think robert and mary have no flaws themselves

so have another analysis mostly focused on mary’s issues

this is just my theory guys i never stated anything in there to be canon mary could be an alcoholic for a completely different reason that doesnt relate to josephs cheating in the slightest but i find it hard to believe joseph would settle down with someone he’s fully away has a dependency on alcohol and for years outright do nothing about it to help her especially considering hes a christian youth minister.

it might have something to do with mary mentioning “this isnt my first rodeo, it’s my 5th” which hints that mary has given birth 5 times or shes calling joseph a manchild which would be absolutely savage of her to do right in front of his fucking face

so it leads me to believe she’s either

insulting joseph

has had a 5th child before that she either had to give up or it died at a young age

miscarried

or if the cult ending is real she gave birth to a literal demon at one point

“but travis, she says she gave birth to only four!!!”

c-sections are a thing you guys, she only really mentioned natural birth when she says “squeezed four little”

if she miscarried, lost the child when it was young, or had to give up one of her children, it would definitely hurt her quite a bit. she would most likely resort to self-destructive behavior as a result.

and ive got a lot of people wondering why mary would become friends with robert knowing that he’s slept with joseph. she must not know, right? otherwise she’d just hate robert, right?

nah man

mary’s smart, she pay attention to her surroundings. but she’s not a snitch. she most like did confront robert about it after she put the pieces together but robert was most likely still distraught after being thrown aside by joseph and she couldn’t help but feel bad for him. mary’s an extremely compassionate woman, i dont feel like after getting a full explanation from robert that she’d hate him.

she knows because she figured out on her own, assumed robert was the one who seduced joseph only to find out that joseph did the same thing to robert he did to the main dad; got close, told you that his marriage was over, slept with you, and turned around after not talking to you for a long time and saying that he and mary were gonna work things out.

mary resents joseph for not telling her what he did with robert, even after being aware that she knows what he’s doing and being aware of his lies, pretending that he’s only being nice and happy around mc dad just to get them into bed with him.

the way he acts really does take a toll on her and her coping mechanism is to drink and flirt with other men. it’s 100% not healthy and not something she should be doing to herself but its the only way she knows how to keep her marriage and really theyre only staying together for the sake of their kids. they’re all still extremely young, one being autistic as well. it’d be way too much on all four of them to divorce just out of the blue, especially when the children clearly love their parents very much even if we dont see mary interacting with he children in the story.

while joseph is off doing all his dates and organizing church stuff she’s most likely with the children. she doesn’t seem like the type to just avoid her parental duties when she knows her husband isnt going to be around. if she knows joseph is going to be home she’ll go and volunteer at the animal shelter, go hang out with robert, or just drink alone. she wants to detach herself from the world and try to keep her mind off of josephs infidelity.

keep in mind in the cult ending dialogue she does say “you ruined my life” we could piece that together with joseph just being a demon and forcing mary into the cult, but it can only tie to where her drinking problem comes in with joseph being the cause for her addiction. she’s fully aware that she shouldn’t be drinking as much as she is, but she’s become dependent on it since she cant leave joseph.

mary has her faults absolutely but to demonize her completely just from your first impressions of her isn’t fair. we get the first impression that joseph is a kind man who will bake with you and bring you cookies, but if we pull back a few layers, we can start to see something sinister in that pink polo shirt just like we can find a kindhearted but hurt woman when we look into mary’s wine glass.

mary definitely loves joseph, she most likely met him when he was still a sailor and they got together at a young age, she probably got pregnant which forced them to get married, lost the child in some way which started her drinking problem and then her husband started being unfaithful before they even had their first child. val is at least in her mid to late twenties, robert lost his wife around when she was getting ready to go to college, so if robert was josephs first offense (which i really dont feel like it is), joseph has been doing this for a very long time when you think about their childrens ages.

all in all please dont hate mary, she has been through a lot you dont have to agree with her coping mechanism but you also shouldn’t throw her under the bus for her self-destructive behavior.

[pokemon-au]

[Meds, Lin, Kin and Lorn belong to @filthy-alien-meat]

Aoi introducing Kin to Cery: "Kin, meet my girlfriend/big sis Cery. You may address her as Ceryneian. 'Cery' is mine. So you cannot use it."

“....ceryninium..cermunin..” CANT SAY IT....it’s difficult..

"Hmm... Then you can call her Lady Bisharp. Isn't that right, Cery?"

“Eat your ice cream” *gives him a smol head pat.*

“>:o your girlfriend is a warrior...I’ve seen her ribbons of valor..” 

Lorn is a very impressive "little weed" from Sprout Tower. He hopped ship and done a bit of traveling. He likes to fight and he's adamant. Lin, his mentor tugs him back from ridiculous opponents he thinks he can handle like "no no little weed..."

"You wanna go!! YOU WANNA GO!!" And starts pinwheeling his little leaves. LET HIM FIGHT

Meds cannot understand why she is BOTHERING...since clearly he's going to evolve into something with even less limbs. If he grows up he can just swallow Meds whole and whip like his sensei. I imagine he becomes heavy like a roly-poly toy that can't be knocked down.

Lin calls him "little weed". Unlike Kin and Aoi who like to poke fun about their mentors he would not stand for it.... That's when the Riolu tie this nerd to a tree.

Lorn can best Kin in most situations just cause he's a freaking noodle and uses others weight and moves against them so idk what he'd do against someone like Naga. Lmao Naga not sure how to feel about beating a piece of grass in battle....

Aoi thinks Lorn is cheating cuz he can't land a hit. In the end he'll dig and pull Lorn's root feet down and trap him in the dirt so he can kick him with fire. Aoi please. (!!!!!! CLEVER kin would be most impressed)

Lorn's sneaky too, has the powder moves. He's stubborn about using them though; he wants to hit stuff, not throw fairy dust at things in order to win.

He knows Leech Seed (gets Aoi all tangled up and gives a tiny evil cackle)

Lorn is probably a smart little bugger but a major snipe, he will rat you out, brag and cause unnecessary discourse but in Lin's eyes he's a perfect little weed.  If he saw that fence art, he would be all ">:O Ohhhh....i'm tellin'"

If they drew one of Lorn, he would cry. AND KIN WOULD HAVE A PANIC LIKE..."ahhh that was a bad idea, why did we do that, it was MEAN....no no no...." FRANTIC WIPING OF CHALK. Aoi's like "Aw it's just a joke, Lorn. Don't be a baby." This is when Don would usually smack him with his leaf hand if he was around.

If Don and Kirby ever cross paths and have to battle, I think Don is infinitely more experienced but Kirby could put up a tough fight. He's outmatched though, since Don has not missed a single day of training in his life (well, except for the rare occasions when he's sick)

Zion and Don are the kind who will insist to work even tho they are sick. Aoi will fake illness to sleep in. Naga will help him sometimes with enough pleading.

Meds: "Or you could just...NEVER GET SICK????" (Has never experienced a virus ever) Kin probably gets the sniffles but nothing more than that, not with that brutal diet he's on.

If Kin does get to the point of immobility due to training and his limbs are all bruised and torn up, Meds does take care of him and shows an uncharacteristic tender side, so if Kin became very ill he would handle that as well, if it got serious he'd address his trainer. You can only do so much on the mountain and while it is possible to make cures from whats there he just isn't that inclined...

There's a time Zion was ill and Aoi was looking after him. As Zion is laying in his futon, he beckons to Aoi and gives him a pat on the head, telling him that he's a good boy; and I imagine Aoi looks very touched at first, looking tearful and all...but then he grabs Zion's hand and goes "Are you going to die?! QAQ" and he recieves a withering glare.

He IS A GOOD BOY. If Cery catches wind of Aoi being sick at some point, she just kicks in doors...WHERE IS HE?! She can't be stopped, it is futile. Her precious darling baby is SICK. The evil would just be radiating off her for the entire household, how could you let this happen. She likes pampering him, they aren't together all the time so it's A-OK.

Aoi likes to hold Cery's hand. He loves her!! So much!

Aoi quite enjoys the treatment and attention when he's sick so you can be sure he plays it out more dramatically and longer than nessecary even after he's recovered. But Don always figures it out and puts him back to work. He has a lot of training to catch up.

Meds lets Kin make a full recovery, probably has to make him STAY PUT until he's healed although he can appreciate the determination.

If Don met Kin he's gonna shake his head and wonder why Aoi isn’t more like Kin. Now that's a pupil!

To be fair, Aoi does try to take as many shortcuts and slack off as much as he can. He does his best if you tell him there's a prize in it for him. MOTIVATION!

I don't think Meds would ever ...get sick but if Kin ever saw him lose and get hurt, his whole world would be ruined. He holds him in such high regard anything that tainted that might break his spirit. It's a very fragile dependency I guess, it's terrible.

Meds is legendary as far as Kin is concerned. I bet the boys like to compare and boast that each of their mentors can defeat the other no problem.

Kin would brag that his master has attacked humans :I SEEN HIM DO IT....THEY WON'T BE COMING BACK EITHER!

Aoi's kind of uncomfortable about that bit of information. He thinks Kin is playing it up to sound dangerous and cool.

Kin would have that very unsettling truth to his words, he's too genuine to lie or even try to make something up. "He attacked them,wouldn't tell me why.....I don't think I was supposed to see."

"I think thats why the humans put up signs on the trees....i can't read them all that well but I think it's a warning" He'd trail off, not thinking much of it, he sees them every day...sometimes a new one would be posted.

Aoi is uncomff but doesn't want to be one upped so he's like "Yeah...well...Don can beat up bad guys too...! Burglars are too scared to come by." (changes the subject)

"Don is cool :3..."

"We have signs back home too...!" (thinks about the signs he drew and put up in the garden in hopes to keep pokemon out) "It says KEEP OUT. PRIVATE PROPERTY" ("get your own goddamned veggies")

!!!!! Kin would be impressed that Aoi can read.

Aoi is suddenly very smug. (proudly) "Heh, I can also write" "I wrote the signs actually" (does not mention that his were rejected and replaced)

He makes a grandiose show of "COME! LET ME SHOW YOU HOW TO WRITE YOUR NAME (in kanji or something)" and waxes poetic on education that he's heard a thousand times but never cared for until this very moment.

All of Aoi's haikus would go right over his head, WHAT DOES THIS MEAN??? ...who is this Cery that you love so much...? He is not very artsy or creative to say the least if he can't say it with his fist then .....well.

Lin can probably read and write, she will insist that Lorn know how to as well.

Kin has no experience with people, the ones that have seen him give him weird looks because he's BRIGHT ASS YELLOW but it's never anything he would call positive.

Aoi believes if you hurt a trainer that looks after you, you're a bad Pokemon.

[tylerrrrrdun]

What is your best advice for dealing with depression and or self harm? I have been dealing with both for a while now but it is starting to get a bit bad. Do you recommend any music or songs in particular or maybe different habits for distractions or coping?

I’m truly so glad you’re seeking help, I know how it feels and It’s great to have anything that helps, even the slightest bit of help is great. It’s definitely a really hard thing to get out of. I use music to get through a lot of things so I’ll list a few songs. Recommending songs can be a little hard too, cos it all depends on the type of genre you enjoy and if listening to sad or happy music will help you get back up off the floor for a little while. Personally, my go-to songs lately have been (this might be a little long and in no order at all) 

Forest by Twenty One Pilots

The Only Exception by Paramore 

Human by Jon Bellion (acoustic version)

I Wanna Be Yours by Arctic Monkeys

When by dodie

Cancer by MCR or the Twenty One Pilots cover (personally I listen to the cover a lot more because of the memories it’s tied to etc.)

Taxi Cab by Twenty One Pilots

Tear In My Heart TOPXMM

When It Rains by Paramore

All I Wanted by Paramore

Misery Business by Paramore

and the entirety of After Laughter by Paramore

I like having an open opinion and taking different genres into perspective often, by searching for all kinds of musicians other than my main bands. Artists I’ve discovered by doing this are - Arctic Monkeys, The 1975, The Brobecks, Alex Turner, Cage The Elephant, HalfNoise, Harry Styles, La Dispute, Matt Maltese, Mutemath, Relient K and probably more! :)

You should definitely make your own playlist somewhere that you know will lift your mood or stop things from getting too hectic and overwhelming.

I used to play with a rubber band or hair tie on my wrist and mindlessly fidget with and twirl around my fingers but not many people recommend doing that for too long because of the risk of flicking too hard etc. The best option is to use proper fidget toys like those cute little animal stress toy things for example? They’re so cute! But there are also other/better toys you can buy online and stuff :) Alternatives I’ve seen and sometimes used instead of self-harm or to just wind down and cheer up - 

stab various fruits with kebab sticks

take a cold shower

give yourself a fake tattoo 

throw balls of socks at a wall

beat up a pillow

clean your room or re-organize your belongings

mindlessly scribble in a notebook

call a friend on the phone to even sit quietly and just exist together

paint your nails

hug a tree

hug a pillow

scream into a pillow

give someone a hug

point out what the clouds look like to you

stare at the sky

pretend to touch the clouds

Imagine a cat… in front of you, imagine it playing with a ball of wool or doing backflips,, whatever lol

if you have a pet.. pet it

just let yourself cry

listen to asmr

watch your favourite movie

create a safe place

hang out with friends

talk to friends

make new friends

rant to someone or in a notebook

discuss interests with someone close to you

write in a diary

make a list of things you love

write a letter to someone about how awesome they are and put a smile on their face

I hope these help! Write down some of these and add your own little things you’d like in a book or somewhere so you can look at it whenever you feel lost or not okay, so you don’t hurt yourself

You should consider trying out a couple different hobbies which you genuinely enjoy and will leave you feeling productive and genuinely good! :) Mine is music so, I just start playing the guitar when I’m stressed or drums to calm down for a bit. Drawing is also really good (it doesn’t matter if you think you cant draw.. just scribble little stick figure kittens on a piece of paper or something lol) or even writing in a journal? Anything to take your mind off things and stay a bit more positive is honestly great, even if it’s watching youtube or something? Starting a new tv series? Anything. (message me anytime for recommendations on youtubers or tv series/movies, I won’t mind helping at all! I’ll obviously be glad to help someone in need!

A couple reminders: 

Make sure you go outside and look at how cool the colour of the sky is, how crazy the clouds look today, or pick some pretty flowers.. kick a rock, whatever you want! A little bit of fresh air is enough. If it’s raining or you just don’t want to go outside then try to change your setting a couple times a day to make sure you don’t feel isolated. Decorate your environment a little bit, put up some fairy lights if that’s what you like. Put a cute little cactus on a shelf? Anything that suits your interests and will make your area less bland and a teeny bit brighter. Keep your curtains open! This is kinda important :/ Not forever but at least half the time you’re awake. It’s important you see the beautiful sun and not trap yourself in a cold and dark environment :) If you can try to keep a steady sleeping schedule (i know how hard that can be so, don’t worry if you absolutely cant) Please try not to compare yourself to others, you are you and you need to take some time to start appreciate being you. I’m sure you’re a lovely person

Thank you so much for sending this ask, I’m glad you want help. If you have any further questions on anything I’ve written above or you need to chat to someone, I’m here and I’ll try my absolute best to help. You are worth my time and advice, you are worth taking this advice and bending it for your own personal ways to deal with what you’re going through

[survivor-kuwait]

Episode 4 - “I'm tryna figure out this vote like magnifying glass emoji." - Matt S

So naturally I’m panicking because I’m so sure I’m going to warzone, and the last thing I wanna do is be the swap vote out. I’m enjoying the Ma’an Tribe and just being able to talk to people, especially Kait and Owen. So far I only have individual conversations but maybe tribal will actually allow me to make alliances. I hate saying that cause I would never ask to go to tribal unless I really had to.

Challenge update. I think i have decent scores. Will they keep me from the bottom 5? Who knows but im trying my best. Im trying hard in the first game because i think thats the lowest score. Also FUCK multitask. That is very hard. I just want to be safe this round and figure shit out with Nehe, Stephen, and Trace. I have a little rant about Nehe coming up soon. 🤭 Oo I wanted to scream to Renee not to say anything till the votes were read. I knew she was gunna say something when it was a 3-3 tie and she unmuted. It was a big MOOD tho. I just hope she is able to stay safe. I do trust her a lot.

So we recently switched and I still don't know who is on my tribe lol. I am still with Kait which is great! I am with Owen, Stevie and Madison who I spoke to briefly, Matt who I just met, Chloe who I have always wanted to meet, and some new faces such as Timmy, Renee, and Jacob. I always love a tribe with a bit of everything.

Hello diary room how are you? I am making money moves. Connecting to my “tribe” members. Even Trace. The only bitch i don’t care to be friends w is Maynor bc he stinks of Renee’s brainwash. As we all know, Renee hates me and wants me out etc etc. I am doing what I can to protect myself if I end up going to tribal. All i can hope for is that, if renee is at tribal, maynor isn’t as I would have 4 who would have my back from my tribe. That’s 5 votes. If I can get Matt or Madison or someone else on the other tribe to come with, it’s Au Revoir René. I don’t think I’ll be immune as I only had about 3 hours to work on these 5 flashgames but who knows. I trust Adrian. I hate to say that but I do! I quite like Ian and want to trust him but it’ll take time. I believe Devon has my best interest at heart. Okay that’s all for today x

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Just played Axon and I hate this game soooooo much. I play Minecraft all day and spam click all the time but this game is gonna give me carpal tunnel I sware. My arm hurts so much. I guess it’s time to go to multitask

I have been trying to beat my scores in these flash games and i cant. I dont think they are good enough to keep me from the bottom 5. I’m really nervous to be in warzone with people i havent worked with before. Jshdiw i hope i couls find that idol tonight. Ill feel better if I have it in my hands. Nehe rant. So like he said he was down to work with me and have my back. And once again for some reason has happened again. He lied to me about voting for doodle (also willing to do Stevie) because he voted for Renee, my partner! His reasoning was cuz he told me that he was told thats were the majority was so even tho he told me he trust mr, he didnt believe me when insaid that it was going to be doodle when it switched. He still wantsbto work with me so thats good and i have leverage i culd use because he told me he wanted trace gone so i could throw him under the bus if i feel like i cant trust him. Idk if i should be upset about this cuz ppl liebin survivor but in this twist trust is way more important now than in a regular season.

Immunity or tribal it doesn't matter the game presses on. The benefit of immunity is to just build relationships with people without the risk of going home or burning my idol(side note fuck all you bitches when you inevitably turn against me an make me burn my favorite piece of jewelry). Corey has really grown on me, talk game of thrones with me and I'm alliance putty in your hands! I was happy to see Maynor again, I feel there is something there that can be fostered,  Cullan is a bit of an ignima to me still. I'll crack him though one way or another. Trace and I have begun chatting so I'm still up in the air on him and really most my tribe and people in this game. I honestly expected to be on the low end of scores for this challenge but I wasn't? Idk, double elimination means retrograde and please, please don't let it be Chloe vs Willow, I want them both to stick around and be valuable allies. If they can't keep the votes off them then as Walder Frey once said, " I'll find another."

This warzone where 2 people are leaving is just not cute. I was not happy when I saw that. I knew I was going to be here because I did each of the flash games like once or twice and called it a day so I knew I was going to be here and I accepted that. When I saw who else was there I thought "okay, I think I can probably find people to vote with and stay safe this time around" and then BAM it's a double elimination with the vote and it totally changes the strategy of the vote. Could be more difficult to navigate. All I know is that I need to step up my social game because I haven't chatted much with people and I need to start building relationships so if I end up here again I have people that have my back. I am just struggling with the idea of working with Nehe. Longevity I don't think I want to do. Short term, sure. But I don't think I want to deal with that for the whole game. Been there, done that and I am over it. I was talking to Adrian last night and my god that was an infuriating conversation. Adrian had no idea how the warzone was operating because he hadn't been there and I just wanted to say "sis, read an effing post you lazy ass and it will make sense" It's not that hard to understand, it is just different from normal. I just hate when people don't know things because they don't want to read a post. Going back to this double elimination tribal; it is really hard to choose two targets. Being on tribes that don't seem to matter because we get scored individually makes it almost a moot point to target people for poor challenge strength because it is a pretty individual game. I guess that would be incentive to get out strong challenge performers but all of those people won so again, not a good strategy. Also everyone has just encountered different people and no one is being put together with the same people as someone else so there are a bunch of different dynamics between players, more varied than normal because we aren't forced to interact with the same people for an extended period of time. These votes have just been a lot more nerve wracking than votes normally are and making it out alive feels like more of a feat than normal. I'd say I like the extra challenge to step up the strategy because it's different, but I honestly don't. I don't need this extra anxiety about votes, no thank you. I just hope I survive this!

New tribes yay... I miss maynor and it’s overwhelming to actually be forced to talk to more than one person lmao. But other than that it’s good and I’m safe and immune and so far everyone here seems cool... even if I can’t trust anyone because of those 3 votes I got last tribal!!!! Doodle and Stephen and maybe nehe better watch OUT

Now that the game has finally sped up a little bit, I'm excited because I feel like I can actually play the game more. I am also ECSTATIC that I am not at this double tribal thing, because that sounds stressful and I know that avoiding it completely was the best case scenario for my game right now. I really really like Corey. Him and I have hit it off and I can see us working together really well deep into the game. I'm glad that he is safe this round too because he is probably the person I am closest to on this tribe of people I am kind of afraid of. Ian came to me and started talking as well, but something just doesn't sit well with me about him. He blew everyone out of the water in the challenge, so that will have to be something I need to think about down the line when I decide who I want to vote out. Nehemiah talked to me a lot before he went into the war zone, trying to apologize to me about voting Renee. He made it seem like I was withholding information from him which could not be further from the truth. Classic erratic Nehe again making shit up and trying to pin it on me. I want his ass out and I want it out soon. I feel like I finally have some footing in this game. Timmy and I are tight, Corey and I are tight, and I made good relationships with Renee, Madison, and Owen in the last war zone. Hopefully if I do end up going to the war zone again I'll be able to have at least a few people to work with, because right now I don't feel very comfortable on my tribe if this game were normal and we voted each other out.

I am feeling FUCKEN PAN-tastic!! I was working last night so just read the post quickly and it said I was in the Warzone. I felt really sad and nervous but there was an error and I was actually immune. I was so happy that work didnt suck. It was a double too so Im super duper happy that I didnt end up going to tribal. I need to talk more to Ian because Me and him are talking most than others. Im also talking to Trace since he is Timmy’s partner and I want to work with him. Ive been talking to Corey for a bit. I need to make stronger connections while im safe so I can rely on them to want to work with me in the future warzones.

I am so happy to be safe this round! I'm kind of just glossing over the tribe swap because it's barely like we're on tribes since we're competing against them. Just hoping it's 2 from the other tribe gone so that way we still have 5 people to be safe. But also it'll probably be 1 and 1. Either way someone is coming back because retrograde is activated every round 2 people leave so that's going to be interesting. Them and Nehe can start a club...unless it's Nehe again lol. Honestly let it be Nehe again because it means he won't win in the end. Like who would vote for the person who was voted out twice, once has happened, but twice, idk if people would respect that. It would be he hasn't been playing a good game since it was easy to take him out. I'm just excited that I don't have to attend tribal and I can talk to people without the stress of making plans. Matt and I have been talking and he's pretty cool. He is definitely someone I can see myself working with since he's easy to talk to so far.

Well this twist is proving chaotic as it was intended. It appears we have a split but who the hell onows with this round. I do feel a little vulnerable with short repossess from some. I mean anyone could go home tonight.

i will write something longer when I'm home but I'm shook???? that I won the flash game thing. Matt is my fave and I hope my boring Scorpio person goes home thx

Do I trust that these people are gonna give me the correct information when its only 15 minutes before tribal? Not for a fucking MOMENT! But I haven't heard my name and people are like swimming between 2 names and I love both of them equally. Like this is sooooo hard. No me gusta.

I got meself an alliance AND I somehow still haven’t gone to tribal... why am I more stressed now than I was before??? I think the fact that the game is becoming super real is what’s making me really nervous, and as much as having a solid 3 with Owen and Kait makes me extremely happy, considering I trust them more than I’ve trusted an alliance in most games, there’s still so much game left to be played, and I remember in Solomon getting swapped away from my allies and it screwing me over.... I’m shaky!

Oop. Tribal is going to be soon. I wonder who the two that will be going. I just hope it isnt someone Ive been talking to. 2 people will be leaving so i think its going to trigger retrograde and one will be back.This warzone is really messing up strategy in this game.

I missed two round confessionals which suck but to quickly basically sum what y’all missed. I formed the voters pact that plan was throw challenges to get to the warzone but that in it self failed cause they didn’t all throw and then doodle was voted off the next round. I also kinda got lied to about the vote so like boo. This round  in the warzone I kinda like this batch and it’s now how do we navigate the double vote out thing. I have a personal vendetta with Adrian cause I don’t trust him and Chloe is basically a non factor . So the plan since last night was always to go for those two it was just how do we go about it. I decided to make a group of 5 because it made it easier for them to willingly “choose” who they wanted to vote. And thankfully we lead them into voting chloe and Adrian. Now it’s just navigating who votes who and if the plan stays the plan. Fucking Devon is chaotic switching shit. He tried to switch the vote to willow to succumb to Thomas but who gives a fuck what Thomas is voting. I just care about the finale vote tally. I’m afraid definitely if it’s gonna be me for the fact that I don’t want to go back to the retrogade but it can easily be me. Like personally I feel like I’m always able to get people to groove in the direction I want but then I let them mingle and shit happens. I always make sure to have a hand in with everyone sonthey don’t want to turn on me but really the people I truly trust is stevie, Devon and maybe Stephen. Stephen is weirding me out shady vibes but we’ll see.

Immunity never tasted so good! I need Adrian to be safe. I need Madison and Jacob to be safe bc I think they’re at tribal? I would like Renee and Maynor gone but they’re both safe boo hoo. I am socializing w everyone. I love Trace, Adrian, Ian. I would like Cullan gone sooner rather than later as he is hard to socialize with but I like his partner, Willow. That being said, I think everyone likes Willow. Her leaving wouldn’t be the worst thing tonight but I do stan.

I have no sins I’m literally just sitting !!!! Kisses!!!!! Made an alliance with Matt and Kait. But you know how this is gonna turn out....? Kait and Matt are gonna get closer and at some point she will pick HIM over ME!!!! Heksjd this CYS flashback. But for now I like them. Glad that Timmy and madison are on my tribe even tho Timmy considered voting stevie.... speaking of Stevie zzzz boy rlly almost didn’t save himself Lol. But yeah I’m happy the game has shaken up and I’m excited to see what happens at this tribal. I need to really step my social game up tho so I have numbers when I’m down in that bottom ten

I’m tryna figure out this vote like magnifying glass emoji

It sucked thay Willow went. Hopefully she is able to come back because I feel like i had a good connection with her. Madison and Stephen survived so that was good. Right now Im hoping that i can be part of the live challenge. So I have hit M4 N4 O4 P4 and Q4. Im hoping R4 is the last one and i get something tonight at 11:30pm. I keep forgetting to do a reminder for idol guess so it keeps going back further n further.

so happy we voted out two girls, no offense but this warzone twist makes it impossible to backstab nehe and co. effectively. Its fine, hopefully itll be over soon and I can vote his ass out. No offense to the guy but he just very controlling.

Willow, nothing against you, but I really wanted you gone. I hated that you made it to FTC of another ORG without anything besides an idol play and I can say I am not fulfilled. Sadly, Chloe went to and it sucks because I always wanted to play with her but sadly it was short lived, for now. Hopefully Chloe wins her way back into the game!

Of fucking course it's Chloe and Willow in the retrograde. Bastards are voting off the people I know for sure would mess up and leak it to me if I needed to play my idol. I told Corey about how Cullan is short with me and he confirmed he is short to him as well, it must just be how Cullan is. That's fine and all but makes it hard to get a read on him. Corey and I continue to get along from my perspective, more good news, I did not fuck up while I was completely wasted last night and tell someone about my idol. I have a bad track record of getting drunk and laying all my cards on the table to people. I'm not only playing against everyone in the game but also drunk Ian, and that guy is a prick.

I did my next hit and it sunk the ship!! It’s my first time actually finding something in these idol searches. It may not have been an idol but a vote steal is a good item to have when you just need that one more vote. Im not going to tell anyone I have it. Its going to be a secret until it is used to take a big target/threat in this game.

so far in this game im just working on building my connections! i havent gotten a vote yet which is good but i want to try and not go to tribal as much anymore bc eventually i will become a target. i feel as though my best alliance is with madison obvi since we started together and are good friends. other than that im glad adrian stayed because she is someone i could see myself working with

Fuck this I’m tired and my fingers hurt and ugh

Im waiting to found the retrograde duel and hopefully willow is able to come back because I have some part of connection with her. That is all for today. Oop. Bulbasaur in detective Pikachu was the cutest!!

I got voted out bc I had a busy 2 days and I don't think my score for retrograde is very high goodbye

[ts-seychelles]

EP. 11 - “I Was Able To Dodge That Bullet” - VILMA

I literally look like the biggest boo boo the fool right now. Like I’m so cocky and stupid and tumblr survivor makes me want to eat glass

https://youtu.be/GAe_c8bHBjc

Okay honestly, after that tribal, I feel fucking awesome, and so many people still have no idea what happened First off, Jared I am so sorry that you believed my PMs during Tribal that I thought I had the votes to get out Nicole.. I knew one of you would play something, and I high key would not be surprised if Nicole ended up actually having another big ticket advantage sitting in her pocket from ghost island, but im going to wait on that concept for now until i see something from them. Maybe we can flush another advantage out of their pockets? lmao I am protecting Jared's role in this for as long as I possibly can, and Roxy's too. I had Dan hammering me for who told about the plan, and then ofc Alex wanted to know too, but he can eat a dick for all I care (in the context of the game of course.... love him to death as a person), and I'm just not going to tell anyone. I want Jared to maintain all the relationships he has on a 100% trust basis, so that way if he feels like he's gotta tell me something, he's going to be able to have that information I had to fill Regan in, and I know she is still 100% on my side because she is being VERY open about who she wants out after what happened this round. Dan? I really really want to trust him again, and I think I cut a huge tie of his removing Ricky from the game, and now I have to give him a little bit of what he wants.. I want to pick his brain and really see his top choice of who he wants to go this round, and I am going to try to help him be successful in that move, so that he can trust me. I really want him to say that he wants to go for someone, and for me to 100% support him on it. It's going to be one of the biggest leaps hopefully, in his eyes, that I trust him again and I've got his back.. As for Asya, who was another one who I was surprised about.. She doesn't know that I know yet, that she spilled our alliance to Ricky, and that Ricky dished that information back to Dan, and THAT is another reason as to why Dan didn't trust me, so I'm keeping my eye on that for now, but I really just want Asya to trust me also. I knew I needed Asya and Dan back on my side the MOST after this entire debocle, and by getting rid of Ricky, which cuts off both of their ties with a strong player, I draw them closer to me, and them seeing me as one of their bigger options. The best thing with Asya too is that we had a legitimately genuine conversation about how we could get closer and we should open up more about our personal lives and not even get to know each other on a game level, just because this is our second game going deep together, and I want to get to know her y'know!!! I think my position is definitely a million times better than it was before tribal, but I'm definitely not out of the weeds yet. Dan and Asya seem to be back and genuine with me, and I know Jared isn't going to just save me one round, and then take me out the following round. It'd be foolish, so i think I've got that relationship too, along with my strong allegiances with the people I've already been working with, knew about every facet of that move, and still trust me (i.e. Augusto, Roxy, Vilma, Regan). I know that my chances of making it to the end are getting smaller and smaller because what I did to protect myself, and HOW I pulled the move off really impressed my closest allies, and I know the gold medal is a lot more appealing when there's 6-7 people left in the game than loyalties, so I know my chances are already shot, especially because the only people I think would actually want me to go to the end with them are Augusto and Vilma, and even then is a bit of a stretch, so now it's just a game of how deep I can get and how well I can play off everything that's just happened....... As for my next move? Literally chop Alex's head off with a machete until he's into a million pieces, cooked in the shitty ass pot we've been using for 34 days, and then be gone :) 1. Telling me at tribal that we weren't going to rocks LIVE to try to get me to change my idol play was a MOOD. Alex is dead ass one of the worst liars ever, and if you know you can't let things come out of your mouth and be 100% confident you're being convincing with what you're saying, then leave it over text.. like lol 2. Looking like his dog fucking died when I played my idol was priceless, but also extremely telling of how badly he wanted me out 3. Lying to me the entire day and not telling me about the vote...... bitch bye 4. Saying "ha ha" when I said "final two my ass" when the votes were being read 5. RE ENFORCING THE F2 WE HAD FOUR DAYS BEFORE THIS TRIBAL COUNCIL HAPPENED...... literally such an lol So yea. I think I have more. I definitely would have to go back in my host chat, but in the realm of the game, everything Alex has done has made me want nothing more than for him to go, and the best thing about this entire concept is that I think there are people on "the other side" who would not mind voting out Alex either because his social game kinda sucks and he's a liability to keep around because he is the entire reason the Dan blindside got blown up, and I know Jared was pissed about that.. The reasons are too good, but now it's just if I can pull it off. At the end of the day, I'm on cloud nine after that last tribal, and it's time to go to work to see if I can make a thing or two more go my way.. I'm just trying to survive as long as I can and continue to have fun playing the game, bc tbh, I'm having a fucking blast right now lmao

(A LITTLE LATER)

THIS IS ALSO ANOTHER REALLY FUNNY MOOD BIG PRO OF RICKY GOING HOME WAS THAT I DIDN'T HAVE REGAN COME BACK TO RICKY SAYING "oh yea johnny said in the main chat that you wanted me out by accident" BC I DID DO THAT, BUT NOW RICKY ISN'T HERE TO TELL THE TALE Hopefully Regan isn't mad at me and finds out about it at some point, but Ricky said he didn't even pick up on it when I said it the first time lmao oops? Ready for this auction tomorrow!!!!!!

I stan trying our best to win things in the auction, only to win absolutely nothing. I am laughing so hard haha my life Is falling apart, I can't even get an idol, Nicole goes to Ghost Island. I am literally shook. It's not really bad for my game? And I feel like I'm good at Touchy Subjects? Idk, I'm just hoping I make single digits. As far as my game goes, I'm gonna try to be super social this round and make up some time. I want to get back with Johnny and Augusto and really form a bond with them again because I feel kinda bad about the last round, but also not at the same time?? dflkjdaslkfdj idk? I feel like this game is picking up and I really like where I'm sitting.

that auction sucked

https://youtu.be/vrhmDKxdB7w

I forgot to make a confessional again. Anyways, so the true tea is I have no clue what is going on in this game at this point. I’m pretty sure I’m the weakest competitor here? Which is fun because nobody will go for me heh heh heh heh, and this round they can’t anyway because I am on GHOSF ISLAND! It’s very lonely here and Isaac has not yet let me play the game but it’d be super cute if I got something else that I could will to Jared because I think he might be in trouble this round. We are going to hang out with Johnny today in person and I CANT talk about the game with either of them which is a blessing because I feel like it’s all they would talk about with me. Anyways I think everyone knows....I’m not giving my 100% effort to this game right now. But once I tackle this depression and my hair grows out and I lose ten pounds and get my ghost island game and get an idol and idol out Johnny even though he’s immune and Johnny drags Vilma and Dan out with him so I don’t have to ever vote Dan out, it’s over for your bitches. Straight up.

https://youtu.be/3rwZpqAyoUE

This round should be interesting? I kinda feel good? But I’m not entirely sure obviously. I feel like I have no other play but be with Augusto, Johnny, and Vilma. I feel like I could get closer to Jared, but I’m tired of playing the middle. I feel like I’m doing okay for not even doing well in any of these challenges. I’m trying not to be too much of a comp threat this game. I love my edgic being INV this round probably bc I’m not doing shit

I think my name has been completely worked out of the discussion for this round. I hope that's accurate, if not... good on everyone. Now I just have an important game altering decision to make. Augusto or Alex? Well, it turns out Regan might be idoling Augusto? Which is good I guess, but if Alex plays an idol too, THEN WHAT. So I could throw my vote on Dan, with the potential of it going to a tied vote. If I got rocked out because of that?? Never forgiving myself. I don't know what I'm going to do quite yet, but I have less than 40 mins to figure it out. The other thing is that I could be getting votes and look like an even bigger idiot for making this confessional. Oof. Okay let's take a look-see at the numbers. Johnny, Augusto, Roxy, *Regan- Alex Alex, Asya, Dan, Vilma- Augusto * = unsure. I could weaken Dan tremendously here by taking out Alex, but I'm also taking out someone who I've been loyal to the whole time. I have built a lot of trust with Johnny by leaking last rounds vote, and I literally met him and Ryan from Mykonos with Nicole today in Times Square. And then Disney Amanda and Steffen showed up. Iconic? I am partial to testing Johnny's trust, but, I don't really trust him at all. I really really trust Roxy though, which could be a huge mistake. I see her and Asya as frontrunners at this point. Anyways this is getting rambling but this game is a MESS and I feel like a sapphire-idoly boii Tune into tribal, it could very well be a good one folks.

Aaaaalright last round was such an emotional rollercoaster I had to skip confessionals to avoid having to cringe at them afterwards. Here's a recap: Earlier I was told rumors that Johnny had been talking around telling several people that Dan and I wanted to vote Nicole out, which I don't ever recall telling to anybody so when I heard about the rumors I was obviously suuuper confused. Days went by and I had heard from multiple different people that Johnny was the one to start those rumors but I remained suspicious, because I couldn't really see a good enough motive for Johnny to do that. People kept telling me that he has a tendency of wanting to play the puppet master and wanting to shake things up and cause drama between people. I didn't want to believe it but since nobody ever came forward to deny the rumors I decided to keep my eye on him. Next tribal I heard Johnny was getting targeted, and originally I was trying to see if there was any way I could save him from going home, but I knew Dan was unhappy with the Johnny rumors and would likely flip to take him out, so I decided it would be smart of me to go along with the majority and sacrifice him. I also saw him as a big threat, so even though I genuinely like him, I didn't think it would have been a horrible thing from my perspective if he went home. But a little over an hour before tribal Johnny comes forward to tell me that he has an idol! Plus he asked me permission to pretend it was the idol I found from Takamaka. I WAS SHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOK because I ended up somehow unwillingly positioned in the middle of this whole mess and whatever I decided to do I would end up backstabbing someone and making them angry. I was having a major breakdown in my host chat but let's not talk about that. Then Johnny asked me to actually vote HIM so people wouldn't suspect we were working together....... O-M-G. That plan sounded perfect; I wouldn't have to backstab anyone and I would have a chance to get out of a shitty situation without too much blood on my hands. Johnny tried to make me change my vote to Nicole last minute but I refused and voted Johnny anyways to keep on everyone's good side, whoops. I was also pretty happy Johnny decided to idol Ricky out, since I never talked to him too much and he was close to Dan and Asya, who I hope will now more likely rely on my help if they ever need extra numbers to make a move. After the vote I tried to clear things up with Dan, Asya and Johnny and I think nobody is too angry at me anymore which is nice. I was afraid I'd end up in the middle of a huge drama and I'd like to consider myself a drama-free person so phew I'm so happy I was able to dodge that bullet. Okay this confessional is already super long I think I'm writing a separate one about this round see you soon HEHE.

I’ll make a more in depth one soon but some people are trying it tonight and like... where has this trying energy been all game (@Alex) because it jumped out all of a sudden! If I do go home tonight, I think I’ve played a solid game thus far and had a pretty good experience as people such as Johnny, Vilma, Regan, Dan, Roxy, and even Jared sometimes have been awesome to me and made things fun! ❤️

okay uhm confessional time i----- I won immunity, which was awesome. The killer touchy subjects strategy of putting what you think the majority is going to say both times came in CLUTCH In terms of the touchy subjects answers? nothing really surprises me. being predicted to be voted out next just makes the most sense since seven people just voted for me.. so I understand why i got that one. I should've put myself too tbh, but I think I got the more intuitive ones correct, so that made me feel kinda good Tonight's tribal? I'm praying Alex goes home.. The kid still hasn't come to me about voting for me, after swearing up down left and right a f2 with me, and I find it kinda shookening, especially since his name is going around tonight, and I'm genuine when I say that if he just approached me, I probably wouldn't have been so hellbent on wanting him out, but oh well.. i hope he goes I know Augusto is getting the other bulk of the votes? I'm not SUPER sure who is voting where.. i've heard dan is being a dickhead again and he might go for augusto. I know Regan might be playing her idol on Augusto at tribal, which would be #dramaaaaaaaaaa and I really hope that this is alex or asya maybe playing a vote steal to get the numbers on their side, because then regan would LEGITIMATELY have to play the idol.. oh well, we'll see. she said she'd play it on him also in other news, I hungout with Jared and Nicole IRL, and because we RESPECT the game that's going on, when we were walking around the city, I spent a lot of time talking to Jared about today's vote and how arbitrary it's been for us to be on opposite sides, and guaranteeing that if we joined together that there'd be nothing stopping us, and then he offered me a 100% f3 with him, that we'd try to get to the end of the game together. I am 100% planning on accepting it with the intended purpose of keeping it true. I just hope that it isn't one of those things where he's like "oh yea we're not going to vote you" but then votes out all of my closest allies instead and im stuck in the game getting dragged to finals via jared's strategic play, but honestly, I believe the man. He seemed very genuine, and if he isn't being genuine, then he's a snake and it is what it is anywhom.. praying augusto stays and nothing bad happens to him. alex going would be best for my game, especially because I just think he deserves what's coming to him after how last round went with him and I, and the excuses he made for breaking our f2

I trust no one but Johnny fuck everyone. Fuck wasting my idol. But I have to  Jared and Johnny both told me to play it so he res to that

[soypedrolopez]

You know you are a flight attendant when...

1. You can eat a 4 course meal standing at the kitchen counter 2. You search for a button to flush the toilet 3. You look for the “crew line” at the grocery store. 4. You can pack for a 2 week trip to Europe in 1 roll-aboard 5. All of your pens have different hotel names on them 6. You NEVER unpack 7. You can recognize pilots by the backs of their heads-but not by their faces 8. You can tell from 70 yards away if a piece of luggage will fit in the overhead bin 9. You care about the local news in a city three states away 10. You can tie a neck scarf 36 ways 11. You know at least 25 uses for air sickness bags-none of which pertain to vomit 12. You understand and actually use the 24-hour clock 13. You own 2 sets of uniforms: fat and thin 14. You don’t think in “months”-you think in “bid packs” 15. You always point with two fingers 16. You get a little too excited by certain types of ice 17. You stand at the front door and politely say “Buh-bye, thanks, have a nice day” when someone leaves your home 18. You can make a sentence using all of the following phrases: “At this time,” “For your safety,” “Feel free,” and “As a reminder” 19. You know what’s on the cover of the current issues of In Touch, Star, and People magazines 20. You stop and inspect every fire extinguisher you pass, just to make sure the “gauge is in the green” 21. Your thighs are covered in bruises from armrests and elbows 22. You wake up and have to look at the hotel stationery to figure out where you are 23. You refer to cities by their airport codes 24. You actually understand every item on this list 25. Everytime the door bell rings you look up at the ceiling. 26. You change into you “galley shoes” to cook dinner at home! 27. You open your bathroom doors at home slowly incase someone forgot to lock it. 28. You only know 250 or 350 degrees on your home oven 29. When you ask your spouse when they will be coming home from work you ask for their “ETA” 30. You can spot out an airplane from the ground above and tell the other person what airline it is! 31. You go through each room at your friends place looking for magazines to read! 32. You bring home different grocery bags full of goodies that you can’t get in your home town! and tell a story about it! 33. You know better NOT to date a pilot! 34. Your a fire fighter, a nurse, a security officer and a server all in one! 35. Your a GREAT multi - tasker! 36. You have mastered the art of walking very quickly down the aisle and not catching anyone’s eye. 37. Your at a friends party and you start wiping your hands on their curtains. 38.You call for the car doors to be armed and cross checked before pulling away. 39.you answer your phone by saying “Hi its ….. at "position” 40. when you try and put the foot brake on your shopping cart. 41.When releasing your seatbelt in the car, you try to ‘lift the top portion of the buckle and pull apart" and are confused when you can’t find it. 42. When sitting in the backseat of your friends car, you check the seat pocket for garbage. 43. when your friends or family ask what time it is, you ask in what time zone! 44. When you’re really tired and are staying in for the night, you tell you’re friends you’re 'slam-clicking’. 45. you remember the hotel phone numbers better than your home phone number. 46. You see rubbish dropped on the floor in your own home and instead of bending down to pick it up, you kick it under the sofa. 47. You have 400 mobile numbers in your adress book of crew you still wanted to meet up with….but when you finally get the time and browes for numbers you cannot put their faces and names together! 48. You locate all the exits when on public transport and learn the door operations. 49. You are standing in an elevator in your hotel and cant remember what floor you’re supposed to go to, or what your room number is. 50. You can never make definite plans, otherwise you know you’ll be delayed/called out, for sure! 51. You can’t help saying goodbye to friends or anyone without sounding patronising… “b'bye now.. bye! 52. when you’ve finished your dinner you throw the dirty plate in the cupboard and kick the door shut. 53. If you check your breast pocket for a pen when you are going to write a shopping list at home. 54. You automatically uncross your legs, sit back, and fold your arms across your lap when you hear an engine rev up, whether you’re a passenger on a flight that day or just in the car! 55. Every time someone ask’s a question your reply is … 'Just bear with me, or standby… 56. when ur going out from the hotel on a layover u smile and greet ppl u meet in the lifts… and ur not even in uniform! lol 57. You take out one blanket from the overhead bin or closet….and you hide it behind your back, running fast so no one sees it so you can use it!!!! 58. You know the water gague is showing empty and you grab a bottle of water and start washing your hands! 59. You spin around in the aft galley and yell, i love my job, i love my job…. 60. You carry around ultra concentrated spray for the smells that come out of the lavoratory to protect you and your fellow co-workers! 61. You carry around a sharpie marker! 62. You work 18 hour days then go home and start cleaning up after someone else! 63. You have soo much time off you have 2 jobs! 64. Your dead heading on a flight and your sleeping and you wake up when they say "doors for departure and cross check” or when you hear the high low chimes in the cabin! 65. You tell people to turn off their cellphones or ipods. 66. If someone is smoking you show them the sign and remind them not to smoke! 67. You are ready to shop when you get to your destination! 68. You get so use to standing up while eating you don’t even look for a chair anymore. 69. You hate people that slam their doors and call them slam-clickers! 70. You have soo many pictures, you don’t know what album to start with and what pictures belong where anymore! 71. You don’t like long walks at the beach anymore, cause all you do is walk the ocean, but 36,000FT above! 72. you stuff your cell phone in your bra while out clubbing in case you get a call from crew sked 73. you have mastered the art of putting on makeup in the car/bus/subway 74. you carry in your purse a stain-remover pencil at all times 75. you apologize for everything 76. you are no longer disgusted at stepping in dog poo: you’ve seen worse…trust me! 77. you appreciate time at home more than anyone else 78. when you ask someone a question, you stick your ear in their face and put your hand around it in order to hear better 79. you’ve developed an interest for astrology, and constantly ask “what’s your sign?” 80. you’re a pro of small talk and specialize in four categories: children, mortgages, divorces, and your in-laws 81. you’ve got a bunch of old worthless coins from the pre-Euro era 82. you bring your big suitcase on a one-day layover to get your groceries! 83. you know how to create a gourmet fondue using jersey milk bars, stale crew fruit, plastic cutlery and china from the business class cabin. 84. you bring home some passenger meal trays and wash them, then fill them with your own food and heat it up on board during your next flight! 85. you’re dead-heading and you offer to place other passengers’ luggage in the overhead bins, or bring them blankets. 86. you keep your crew tags visible when you are dead-heading, so that the flight attendants will know you are crew and offer you free food/booze. 87. you keep all your creams/perfumes/cosmetics in small pots and bottles so that they pass security cause you know its has to be under 100ML 88. You hear your cell phone ring even when it’s not ringing 89. you bid flights according to the hotel at a destination, and not necessarily the destination itself 90. your fruits and veggies at home always go bad because you’re always away (updated for crew members, written by you!) So you want to be a flight attendant? Go to a resale store and find an old, navy suit that an army sergeant might have worn. Add a white shirt and a tie. Wear that same outfit for three consecutive days. Go to an airport and watch airplanes take off for several hours. Pretend you are standing by for them and they are all full. Go home. Return to the airport the very next day and do the same thing again. Fill several large boxes with rocks. Lift them over your head and place them on the top shelf of a closet. Slam the door shut until the boxes fit. Do this until you feel a disc slip in your back. Turn on a radio. Be sure to set it between stations so there is plenty of static. Turn on the vacuum cleaner and garbage disposal. Run them all night. Remove the covers from several T.V entrees. Place them in a hot oven. Leave the food in the oven until it’s completely dried out. Remove the hot trays with your bare hands. Serve to your family. Don’t include anything for yourself. Serve your family a beverage one hour after they’ve received their meal. Make them remain in their seats during this time. Ask them to scream at you and complain about the service. Scrounge uneaten rolls off the plates for you to eat 6 hours later when you’re really hungry. Place a straight-backed chair in a closet facing a blank wall. Use a belt to strap yourself into it. Eat the rolls you saved from your family’s meal. Ask your family to use the bathroom as frequently as possible. Tell them to remove their shoes and socks before entering, and see who can make the most disgusting mess. Clean the bathroom every hour throughout the night. Make a narrow aisle between several dining room chairs and randomly scatter your husband’s runners and loafers along the way. Turn off the lights and spend the night walking up and down the aisle while banging your shins against the chair legs and tripping over the shoes. Drink several cups of cold coffee to keep yourself awake. Gently wake your family in the morning and serve them a muffin in a package. Don’t forget to smile and wish them a nice day when they leave for work and school. After the family leaves, take a suitcase and go out into the yard. If it’s not raining, turn on the sprinkler system and stand in the cold for 30 minutes pretending like your waiting for the crew bus topick you up. Then go inside and wait by your bedroom door for another 30 minutes for an imaginary maid to make up your room. Change into street clothes and shop for 5 hours. Pick up carry-outfood from a local deli. Go back home. Sit on your bed and eat your meal. Set your alarm clock for 03:00 am so you’ll be ready incase you don’t get your wake up call. Repeat the above schedule for three days in a row and you’ll be ready to work your first international flight.

Original post by: @ aldonza-schomar.

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[bearsontheinternet]

ull Name: gunner “derrick” von shotlock Nickname(s) or Alias: gunner, elf meat, gun, the blood drinker Gender: male Species: blood elf : a type of elf that make their residence deep within the unknown lands in what the humans used to call 'south america' ; not much is known about blood elves aside from their way of life and cultural habits. blood elves live in a caste system consisting of slaves/civilians/ venders/guards/priests/untouchables/. their cultural habits include the worship of a blood god and multiple shadow entities. they frequently engage in cannibalizing of the dead to absorb their essence and adding their blood to their own. gunner also claims that blood elves arent savages, but these claims are easily dismissed when one looks at the facts; infact all castes have places to call home~ each with indoor plumbing and run a large kingdom..however that is yet to be determined. truly a corner stone of civilization. it is unknown if drinking blood, gives these elves magical powers like other elves and their traits ...gunner refuses to confirm Age: "4 something..it starts with a 4 i know that much" medical history: gunner was born with a heart problem, if he gets too scared, angry, shocked he would grab his chest area due to how fast his heart is beating. if he doesnt calm down he could suffer from a immediate heart stop. this is why he is cool and relax all the time Birthday: may-th 9th Sexuality: straight and tied down by bonnie City or Town of Birth: "letter village" home of the blood elves <untouchable caste homestead> Currently Lives: ruthless manor Languages Spoken: elven, English, spanish Native Language: elven, spanish Relationship Status: married <3 alignment: chaotic neutral

Weapons and gear twin magnums: magnum and opus gunners choice in weapons; twin magnums that can kill a slolphant ((elephant)) with one shot. gunner designed and used~ its compatible with many types of special ammo. but tends to lock up after continuous use special ammo regular, explosive, acidic, nitrogen, and corrupted combat knives gunner has multiple combat knives in his jacket just encase he runs out of ammo or when his twins lock up combat boots infused with roller skates a boot knife and roller skates cause reasons...rEaSONs! combat trench and flak jacket gunners signature trench coat does more than look stylist; made from light hides and flexible bullet stopping material. the elf doesnt like heavy armors due to constricted movements.

class: scandalous thief occupation: thief, runs a small shop in undertown status: alive but missing a piece of himself ever since is sister has passed on

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Height: 5 feet Weight: 150 ib Figure/Build: skinny, thin Hair Color: blood red Hairstyle: long and wavy Eye Color: left eye: red ((Ask about that lol)) right eye: brown ((turns green when in corrupted mode)) Skin/Fur/Etc. tan Tattoos: thief for life tattoo on his back Piercings: he used to have a ear pierce Scars/Distinguishing Marks: his entire is body is scared due to years in the field Preferred Style of Clothing: jean clothes and trenches

PERSONALITY

Personalinity: goofy, carefree, annoying, happy go lucky, slightly insane, optimistic, good to be around, has that alluring glow even in serious events Likes: stealing, making friends playing tricks, scary people for fun, money, his wife, his friends, his family, messing around, cake, other food, awesome stuff, puppies, plushies, demons,angels and there history, kids

Dislikes: DUCKS!, mean people, people stealing his stuff, snakes, seriousness, people who threaten his family, the fuzz, royals, evil or good fanatics Fears/Phobias: DUCKS! he’s afraid of ducks, out living everyone he knows…((he’s a blood elf his species is known for living longer then the average elf)) Favourite Colour: rainbow :3 Hobbies: stealing, ship bottling, golf ((he despises it)) messing around with people Taste in Music: hard rock strengths/powers/skills: corrupted reaction time slightly increased reaction time due to corrupted infusion master dodger years as a thief taught him to dodge alot of swords, magical strikes, and gunshots. unnaturally fast despite gunners strong legs he shouldnt be as fast as he is; the ruthless family suspected dark magics..or gunner never skips leg day kick boxing champion cautious strategist elf ears has a wide hearing range cross hair eye his red eye can completely seal shut as skin grows over it; over this new layer of skin glowing red lines appear in the form of a cross-hair of a gun scope. this gives gunner the ability to see the blood flow his opponent among other abilities that will be listed bellow. again the ruthless clan suspect a FORM of dark magic but are unsure due to the fact that gunner and his sister could do this; suggesting a family blood tie ability or its connected to gunner species of elf. blood portals? only paw has seen this but at the time he was high on medical anesthetics due to injuries soo unsure what he saw. blood construct thanks too his crosshair eye and the negative emotions he has about his father and uncle.. he can summon a bloody familiar from the blood gods realm inplace of his own shadow. a very powerful being that is only used when things get out of control or when gunner is alone. gunner doesnt speak much about it and the only people who seen it in action is bunni, cyrag, racheal, and the countless people gunner has killed with it. apparently gunner is good friends and keeps in contact with it and figured out that its name is 'fred'; again it is unknown where gunner found this ability but the ruthless clan suspects dark magics and they dont know if others can do this. all they know is when gunner summons this behemoth of a best then its best to run due to the widespread destruction it causes. weakness; cant produce his own blood blood elves cant produce their own blood; however they are compatible with blood transfusions from other elves and half elves. he is spiritually and morally exhausted allergic to ducks cant dodge forever becomes emotionally unstable around light celestial beings heart problems fred himself gunner seems to only be able to summon fred twice a day; due to physical and emotional exhaustion. however once gunner summons fred he can have him around for as long as he desires because its takes alot less energy to keep him around rather than summon and dismiss him. more to come

SHORT BIOGRAPHY

bio: gunner keeps shut about him and his sisters past, the only thing he lets slips is facts about his mother, his cache status, mentions on his grimreaper dad and uncle, and finally little moments between him and his sister. he and cyrag met in the ally ways of the plushy kingdom; prince cyrag was investigating a series of robbers and gunner was escaping guards. the two fought :U and no one won. after getting antiquated; the two met again :U in prison. it turns out the elf had cyrag as his one phone call in plush jail ((they dont feed their prisoners)). after a while and under the orders of king stripes and general viper! gunner, cyrag, and his sister racheal seeked out strong individuals to join their little correlation. you know the rest...later the new ruthless clan needed to separate to keep viper and a dead "sylas'" forces off their tail and to protect a newborn racheal jr :U however little did gunner know that his sister would pass on in the journey through the hinter lands. something changed in gunners mind that day..he slowly started to lose his mental stability. however he vowed! as long as he wasnt crazy! he will watch over each ruthless member! and protect them from anything! now in present time; gunner lives within the ruthless manor along with the rest of the family~ he often acts annoying and tends to take advantage of every chance too mess with other people. a personal favorite~ is when he throws a tennis ball around cyrag and racheal; in hopes they will stop what they're doing and chase after it. gunner has extremely high hopes that cyrag's and usha's twins will inherit this ball fascination from both parents. but make no mistake when gunner his alone..he usually locks himself up inside a special room no one goes in..thinking..plotting..scheming. too prevent another sylas like betrayal..gunner started to keep a small booklet..detailing the weakness and strengths of every ruthless member, royal, elder, and new additions to any of the three groups. however no one knows this..and he often lets it slip out as a joke. ((be warn he is hyperactive, has no respect for personal space, annoy and surprisingly smart he also has a very very very personal secret *cough* that he will tell you if you ask lol *cough* gunner and cyrag has be thorough everything together cyrag may like to keep his past private but gunner is a open book..sooooooooooo ask gunner shotlock my peeps give him those yummy questions of yours.))

ADDITIONAL INFO

He’s a terrible cook

He is wanted by many gangs and mafia’s

When he is extremely pissed off he will start speaking Spanish and not notice until he calms down. gunner also knows alot of things..lots of things!