#yes i know i'm like the only dumbass who never even considered this before but GDJSDHFGKFJHFLGKJ

[rillils]

idk why I never thought about it, but if we're assuming that this

is the brochure Bucky got at the Smithsonian in 2014, that must mean that he held on to it for two whole years. possibly carrying it in his pocket at first (you can sort of see the marks where it was originally folded), then carefully straightening it and smoothing out the inevitable little crinkles, with a tenderness he'd long forgotten he was even capable of.

moving it from journal to journal as he went through them, so he wouldn't risk losing it.

using it as a bookmark, so it would be the first thing he saw every time he flipped his journal open.

maybe tracing Steve's familiar face with his fingertips, with the odd but unfaltering certainty that he used to know what that felt like. that the memory must be somewhere in the back of his mind still, waiting to be unlocked like a treasure chest.

recalling how, during the war, he'd wished he could have carried a picture of his sweetheart on him like all the other guys did. how he'd wished he could see Steve's face every day, just for something good to hold on to, to keep him going when he felt every last shred of hope slip away from him.

and how, when Steve appeared with his new body and his old recklessness, all too eager to throw himself into battle, Bucky had learned what people meant when they said be careful what you wish for.

just. the notion of Bucky taking this fragile piece of paper in the first place, and then deciding to keep it, and then going out of his way to make sure it wouldn't tear, deliberately keeping it close at hand, cherishing it like it was his most prized possession– yeah no I need a moment

[yanderes-galore]

57.) "You're stuck with me, like it or not." For Yandere Zoro who has a hobby taking his childhood friend on his adventures weather their like it or not 🩴 ( I was thinking platonic but romantic works as well ) please 

Sure! Just to let people know, this prompt was from my own list so it's not linked. I also made the pairing vague as Zoro's actions can go either way in this. I'll admit, the plot differed from the request but I wasn't sure where to go with it? Hope you like it either way :(

Yandere! Roronoa Zoro Prompt 57

"You're stuck with me, like it or not."

Pairing: Platonic/Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Overprotective behavior, Controlling behavior, Isolation, Violence, Swearing, Threats, Forced companionship/relationship.

Zoro has never let you out of his sight since you were young. Even when he left your village to be the world's greatest swordsman, he vowed to take you with him. Being friends and a fellow orphan like him... you agreed at first as you also wanted to see the world.

Back then you craved adventure, something different than home.

You haven't returned to your village for years. In fact, Zoro got lost. Which meant you had to stay beside your childhood friend.

Zoro has often dragged you on adventures since your youth. Be it exploring your own island or the seas beyond it... Zoro insisted you be there.

He always wanted you to support him through his goals.

Even when separated from Zoro, the swordsman always somehow found you again. You two could be considered inseparable. Hell, even when he joined Luffy's crew, you were dragged to come along.

Why?

Well it's not like he can abandon you now.

You're Zoro's closest companion. Part of you wonders if he took you with him due to the death of Kuina. You wondered if he was doing this because he didn't want you alone... or if he feared being alone.

Your life was never all that stable with Zoro. The swordsman insisted on never leaving you alone. Whenever he left to explore a new island, you came with.

You knew it was Zoro's hobby to take you on adventures. Originally it was fun. You cared for Zoro, you followed him everywhere...!

Yet even you were getting tired of all the dangers pirate life and life beside Zoro subjected you to.

It was to be expected that you and Zoro parted ways eventually. In reality, you should've parted years ago in your village. Pirate life was fun and full of adventure...

But you only ever did it for Zoro.

"I think I've had my fill of... this, Zoro."

His reaction was expected. The normally stoic Zoro's face shifted into surprise when you confessed your worries. He appeared speechless while you two sat on the boat in private, an uneasy look in your gaze as you glanced out at the sea.

"I mean... I adored our adventures when we were younger. Being a pirate with you didn't sound like something we'd do... but I did it because you wanted to. Unfortunately... I don't think I can accompany you much longer."

"What's that supposed to mean...?" Zoro finally managed to say, staring at his childhood friend in bewilderment.

You take a deep breath, looking back at him.

"I want to start a new life. I want to find an island to start anew. I'm not a fighter, Zoro. I help you all out, yes, but I'd be better off living a life somewhere else."

"You know you can't do that..." Zoro sighs, refusing to leave your side and scolding you like a disobedient child. "You've... never been away from me."

"I can't stay with you forever..." You push, but Zoro shuts you down.

"Where do you plan on going? You have a bounty like the rest of us. You said it yourself, you can't fight... You'll die." Zoro responds coldly, eyes narrowing at your idea.

"Zoro, I'll hold you back—"

"You never have before! If you leave, you'll die. The government, pirates, something will get you. You need me, dumbass." Zoro scoffs, making you glare.

"Zoro, just support me on this..." You plead.

"And let you die? Never. I can protect you and this crew just fine. You and I stay together. Our adventures? Together." Zoro scolds again, making you more irritated.

"... I don't care what you say. Someday, we'll part ways." You grumble defiantly, only for Zoro to harshly grab you and pull you closer.

"You know how much blood I've spilt to protect you?" Zoro growls lowly. "Enough to show I'm completely devoted to you... yet you want to leave me?"

You squirm in the grasp of your childhood friend, mumbling uneasy apologies. His grasp only seems to tighten. His gaze is dark, staring you down in an intimidating gesture.

"You think I'm even going to let you off this boat after this?" Zoro hisses. "You aren't leaving this boat until you snap out of this doubt of yours. Even if it means I have to lock you in your quarters due to being a danger to yourself!"

You freeze when Zoro barks at you, the swordsman huffing at your silent state.

"You're stuck with me, like it or not." Zoro sternly states as though it's a fact. "Even if I leave the crew, you're coming with me. My adventures are yours too... always have been."

Zoro soon lets you go, causing you to stumble back with some fear in your eyes. Zoro's never... been like this before. He really is desperate to keep you....

"Nothing's going to change how I feel." Zoro grumbles, turning around, "Snap out of it... I'm never abandoning you..."

Zoro then turns to look over his shoulder, you're trembling. His gaze only softens momentarily, as he's clearly still pissed that you would attempt to leave him.

"I'm expecting you to never abandon me either... Even if I have to remind you."

With that, Zoro walks off to no doubt nap or train...

Leaving you to fear your childhood friend and what he's capable of.

[itsmarsss]

32 for the kiss prompts (because if it doesn't invite stolitz I don't know what does lol).

And its 2:30am here so I'm going to bed, but the prompt you sent me will be out tomorrow :)

-Salem <3

32- a a kiss while someone watches...

…naturally. have i become unnoficial stolitz x reader nation?

warnings: established stolitz relationship, stolitz sex, implication of stolitz x reader sex, daddy kink, talks of having a threesome, im so tired rn if this is badly written im so sorry girly ily

you know… you, me and… someone else

Blitzø should probably have tried to find a more convenient way and some more convenient moment to talk about this.

It's not that it's impulsive. He's been rehearsing how to approach the subject for weeks now, but is there really a right way or a right time to ask your super lovey-dovey boyfriend if he'd be up for a threesome with your best friend without it sounding, like... really fucking wrong?

Maybe he should have planned a romantic night with rose petals on the bed and a bottle of wine and a bubble bath after fucking his brains out so good he saw stars and then eased the question in, but, man, he was getting fed up of thinking about it and not managing to say anything, so lying on the couch with Stolas draped on top of him with his weirdo telenovela in the background it would be.

"Hey. Stols?"

Stolas doesn't look away from the screen. "Yes, darling?"

"Can I ask you something without you getting mad at me?"

That seems to catch his attention. He looks up. "That makes me feel a lot like you're definitely going to say something that you already know will make me mad."

"No, it's just- just promise it already!"

"I'm getting worried."

"Stolas!"

"Alright! I promise. What it is?"

Oh shit he didn't think he'd actually be getting this far. "Have you ever... uh, you ever thought about a threesome?"

Stolas chokes on his own spit, eyes almost popping out of their sockets, and he pushes himself up off Blitzø now, sitting down next to him and facing him. "A what?"

"A threesome. You know... you, me and... someone else."

"Someone else? Like who?"

"Answer the question first!"

"I- uh. I can't say I have seriously considered that before. Have you been thinking about that?"

"A little. Are you mad now?"

"Not mad. Just... surprised, is all."

"Are you actually cool with that?"

"I did make a promise."

"It's not ‘cause I don't think you're enough or anything."

"Okay."

Blitzø feels like this is a trap. Why was he being so chill about this? He feels the need to keep explaining himself. "I just... ya know, I thought it could be fun. I mean shit we've tired almost everything there is to try, right? But we've never had a threesome."

"Do you think we would enjoy that?"

"You never had a threesome?"

Stolas only glares at him. Obviously he hasn't, dumbass.

"Oh. Right. Well, I mean, it can be good, can be bad, can be whatever. Kinda the same shit as it is with just two people."

"And who would you want to bring into bed with us?"

"Don't say it like that."

"Like what?"

"Like I'm trying to cheat on you."

"That is not what I'm doing."

It still feels like a trap, but what else was he to say than the truth? "Well. If you wanna know so bad. I could be down if y/n was down."

"Y/n... your best friend, y/n."

"You know, we can trust them, things would be comfortable. They’re not... bad to look at, either…”

Stolas stares down at him with an eyebrow raised, unamused. "If you're going to talk about this don't be a coward about it."

"Okay, I think they’re pretty hot and I've been thinking about fucking both of you for a while. But only if it's with you and only if you'd like it too. Or whatever.”

"How romantic."

"Don't be a dick, Stolas. I'm serious."

"No, that actually is very romantic coming from you."

"So. What'cha think about it? We don't have to do it. It's just a thought. Don't even know if they’d want to either."

"They would." Stolas states, as if that were obvious.

"What do you mean?"

"Have you really never noticed the way they look at the both of us?"

"What?"

"You know, at first I thought they just wanted to fuck you which, I will admit, it did make me a tad bit mad that they wanted my boyfriend like that. But then I noticed they were looking at both of us that same way. Especially when we're together."

"Wait, wait, wait, they’ve been giving me bedroom eyes this whole time? They’ve been giving you bedroom eyes this whole time?"

"If I'm not mistaken. I actually find it rather... endearing."

"And you never bothered to fucking say anything about it?"

Stolas simply shrugs. "Never came to mind. You can get pretty possessive, darling.” He cups Blitzø’s jaw with one of his hands, squeezing his cheeks together until he’s forcing Blitzø to pout. "I wouldn’t want to upset you."

Blitzø pushes his hand away. "So you find it endearing? What does that fucking mean? You into it?"

Stolas stops to think for a moment. "Yes, I suppose so."

"Oh shit. You saying we could do it?"

"Perhaps. Let me consider ir for a few days, will you?"

"Yeah. Yeah sure. Cool. Cool, cool, cool."

[. . .]

“Oh, yes. Yes, yes, yes, yes.” Stolas repeats the word like a mantra, and he’s not sure if they’re meant for himself or for his boyfriend, but he couldn’t give a single fuck about it if he tried, because Blitzø has him with his back pressed to his chest, his legs spread wide so Stolas can sit pretty in between them with his own spread open as well. Stolas has his head thrown back onto Blitzø’s shoulder and his hips bucking up involuntarily into the vibrator Blitzø presses against his entrance, chasing a release pointlessly, as Blitzø’s still taking his sweet time before even considering pushing it inside of him.

He kisses Stolas’ neck as he moves the toy, playing with the pressure he holds it against his boyfriend’s body with before getting a twisted idea.

Stolas is still whispering something under his breath, and then Blitzø just stops. He halts all his movement, he retracts the hand that held the toy and he leans back on the bed frame, watching Stolas scramble to look at him in a mix of frustration and confusion. “What? Why’d you stop?”

“You’re gonna finish yourself off for me.”

“What? You can’t be serious.”

“Oh I’m dead serious, hun.”

“I- I-“ Stolas is actually going to let Blitzø know how frustrated that made him when Blitzø slaps him across the face.

“Now.”

Oh shit. Fucking right away, sir.

Stolas goes back into the same position he was just in, back flushed to Blitzø’s chest and head on top of Blitzø’s shoulder, and impatiently moves his hands straight to his hole, wasting no time in inserting a finger in, already plenty wet from the fun that was cut short. He lets out a lewd, needy moan right to Blitzø’s ear as he pushes that finger in entirely, and Blitzø eats that right up.

“Needy fucking whore, can’t even tease yourself a little can ya? I’ll tell you what, you make yourself cum once and daddy makes you cum twice later, yeah? How about that?”

And then Stolas says the absolute most wildest thing he could say at that moment, all heavy breaths and whines and moans and hoots.

“Why don’t we call y/n up? I bet they could get me off for you.”

“What? You can’t just say that, Stols.”

“Ha. Made you blush.”

“What- what?”

“I don’t want to get myself off. It’s no fun. I want your big hands and your big fingers and your big dick and-“

“Yeah, yeah, I get it, I get it. You’re not getting away with that one, Stolas.”

“I don’t plan to.”

“Oh you are so getting it.”

“That is the plan, yes.”

[. . .]

Blitzø is on his knees with his arms around the back of Stolas’ thighs and he laps up at Stolas’ gushing hole, the leg his boyfriend had hiked over his shoulder to grant him better access shakes and the grip he has on the base of his horns tightens. Stolas lets out the prettiest, most beautiful noises as he lets him ride out his high with his tongue deep inside him until he’s being literally kicked away for causing oversensitivity. He loves it.

He stumbles as his back hits the floor but quickly props himself up on his elbows to look up at Stolas, who looked so very hot when he decided he did want to take charge, may Blitzø add.

“So. Good, huh?”

He knows it was good. He could see it was good, feel it was good, hear it was good, even taste it was good.

“Very good, y/n- sorry, Blitz.”

“Oh fuck you.”

Stolas smiles in contempt at his own ‘slip-up’ but says nothing.

[. . . ]

Blitzø may not be the greatest at getting hints but he’s sure gotten this one. He’s already chill with the threesome thing not happening and he’s already thinking of what the hell he can do to make Stolas stop being passive-aggressive about it.

He gets it, alright? It wasn’t a good thing to suggest they do, and he did not want to be caught by surprise by any more sarcastic remarks about that while they’re fucking just so Stolas can prove that point.

He’s trying to come up with a way to approach Stolas about that this time when he gets home to moaning, which just gets him excited, expecting to find Stolas with his hand between his thighs, humping his vibrator at a perfectly convenient time to be 'accidentally' caught, only to be met, instead, with his boyfriend, in just his robes, making out with his half-dressed best friend on his fucking bed.

They're so enthralled they don't even bother pulling away from each other, even though Blitzø knows they've noticed his presence in the room, still entangled in passionate, hungry, aggressive kisses that brought out noises so dirty they belonged in a porno.

And all of that just from kissing? Oh this had to be a show.

Maybe he got the wrong idea from Stolas’ reaction, then.

He's sure of that when they do pull away, and Stolas puts on a very low-effort façade of surprise before exclaiming "Darling! I didn't know you would be home yet!"

"Yeah, that why you were 'bout to fuck my best friend?" He eyes you up and down, and you look down at the floor, nervous about his reaction to the ‘surprise’ Stolas had staged and so, so hotly asked if you would be up to.

"Well I couldn't help but think about that conversation we had last week. And wouldn't you know it, y/n has had similar thoughts too!"

Blitzø eyes you. "That true?"

You nod. "Sorry if it’s weird."

"What is weird is coming home to you making out with my boyfriend."

"Oh, shit, I didn't- Stolas said- I’m sorry.”

"Yeah. Sooo weird. And so fucking hot. "

Oh, this was gonna be a fun night if he's ever had one.

[ultimateyapper]

anyway, here's wonderwall. | chapter one

[ chapter 2 ]

were you truly mentally prepared for what would unfold in hotarubi? it couldn't be any worse than having a gun to your head right? despite the late hour, it's nearly impossible to get what taiga said out of your mind.

there's a mole.

but why would there be a mole at darkwick? who would it be? someone you know? a friend? how does taiga even know this?

there's officially too much on your mind to get any sleep.

yawning, you turn over to pull your phone off the charger. it was cute with an adapter shaped like a cat paw. the smile kaito wore as he handed it to you was full of pride. he said he got it "just because". it was clearly a lie after luca suggested it was consolation for skipping out on training but it's funny remembering how red he got afterwards. it was a sweet gesture but how does he expect to pay off his debt if he keeps buying things "just because".

the screen lights up and after blinking away tears from the initial brightness you read the time. ten minutes after midnight. maybe there's something interesting on wickchat? there wasn't a lot of time to check during the last mission.

eventually you make it to your messages. only a select few people are active due to the late hour and kaito is one of them. you can see him typing in your group chat. the one he made after the mission in frostheim. you temporarily left the chat while talking with taiga. although, in all honesty, trying not to get killed by taiga would fit better. you had texted him more than 10 minutes before you came to his room. yet still a gun was pointed to your head for the third (maybe fourth, you were losing track) time that week.

with complete and utter seriousness he claimed he "didn't know any honor student".

how many times did he expect you to introduce yourself exactly? you considered being a smartass and just saying a fake name. instead you decided to move, slowly so you didn't set him off, and show the texts.

suddenly the blonde started spamming the group chat in all caps, lighting up your phone with vibration after vibration. something about getting his point across to that dumbass, who you're assuming is probably luca. in hindsight, you could've just turned notifs off but when taiga was clearly starting to get pissed off you went with the quickest option. upsetting the guy with a machine gun for a special artifact isn't exactly at the top of your to-do list.

( #1 peekaboo fan )

im surprised to see luca up this late

the conversation comes to an abrupt halt. three dots circle at the bottom of your screen followed by a cat emote waving hi.

( kaito ✮ )

hiii : D

i added you back earlier btw i dunno why you left but it was probably an accident right??

wait sorry did i wake u up

mb 💔💔

( Lucas Errant )

I suppose it is a bit strange, yes? My conversation with Kaito must have made me lose track of time haha

( #1 peekaboo fan )

yeah you're usually knocked out lol and dw kaito i was already awake : )

( kaito ✮ )

ohh ok lol

i can't sleep either

( Lucas Errant )

You can't? I thought you said you were going to sleep because I was boring you.

( #1 peekaboo fan )

lmao

( kaito ✮ )

bro you were talking about fun facts and shi

ofc i was nodding off

( Lucas Errant )

My apologies. I assumed because of your life at home you'd be interested in it.

( kaito ✮ )

no not really

( #1 peekaboo fan )

wdym?

( kaito ✮ )

he was telling me about farm life as if i didn't get enough of that at home

( #1 peekaboo fan )

wait you grew up on a farm!?

( Lucas Errant )

I'm really interested in the culture. In the U.K I took horseback riding lessons but I've never seen any other farm animals in person.

( #1 peekaboo fan )

ooo that does sound fun

pigs are really cute

( kaito ✮ )

bruh

you would take horseback riding lessons

( #1 peekaboo fan )

you didn't like it there?

( kaito ✮ )

i mean... i liked being able to help my grams.

she's older so she needs that support

but in any other scenario??

nobody is getting that muddy for free

like you won't say that when you have a bull sprinting at you full speed

( #1 peekaboo )

this visual... 💀

( kaito ✮ )

bro 😭

( #1 peekaboo fan )

nah but fr

luca if ur interested you should volunteer at jabberwock

it's not the same but it's close

haru could use the extra help

( Lucas Errant )

Working with anamolous creatures would be an interesting learning experience. I'm not familiar so one day if you're free?

( kaito ✮ )

wait

( #1 peekaboo fan )

YESS

i'll show you everything i know ^_^

( kaito ✮ )

just the two of you?

( Lucas Errant )

I'm glad! I'll be available tomorrow during advisory. We have the same class right?

( #1 peekaboo fan )

yeah I'll meet u and we can go from there!

it's a date :3

( kaito ✮ )

WHAT

( #1 peekaboo fan )

u coming with?

( kaito ✮ )

yeah I'll come

( Lucas Errant )

I do worry if this is suited for you Kaito, but if you feel up to it I won't stop you.

( #1 peekaboo fan )

yea u don't like getting dirty right? you don't have to if you don't wanna

( kaito ✮ )

no it's fine i'll just try not to get anything on my uniform and

...keep an eye on him

( #1 peekaboo fan )

what

( kaito ✮ )

nothing.

( #1 peekaboo fan )

right so

see y'all tomorrow

im gonna go to bed

( Lucas Errant )

Yes, me as well. I wish both of you a good night's rest.

( #1 peekaboo fan )

seriously get sleep kai or im going to get you

( kaito ✮ )

promise? 😳

JK JK

gn

an emote of a cat waving goodbye signifies the end of the conversation. that's that you suppose. haru wouldn't mind right? he did really need the help. he's impressively good at what he does but you can't help but feel that he overexerts himself. maybe before you go you should text him to—

"meoww!!"

you nearly jump out of your skin. below you a soft yet prickly sensation is revealed to be a cat, pawing at your leg. the cute little thing is an orange cat with light spots along it's body and tail. as soon as your attention is fully away from your phone it jumps on your leg making you laugh.

it makes no complaints as you scoop it into your arms and cradle it close. it's a bit surprising to see one of the campus cats being so cuddly. they're friendly but very independent as chancellor cornelius had said. most of them don't linger for long, always busy with something else. this one is is a bit smaller though so maybe it was still new to the school.

the vibrant orange of it's coat of fur is reminiscent of the cat who fixed your window. where did that one go off too?

you finally lay down for the night. the warmth from your new companion lulling you to sleep as he settled on top of your chest.

in the morning you'd call haru to let him know you'd found some extra help.

[olderthannetfic]

https://www.tumblr.com/olderthannetfic/740284683556929536/

Omg I'm so sorry! I wrote that anon when I was sleepy so it had very ham-fisted wording. Yes, I meant to ask about portraying self-esteem issues about bodies. I thought guys don't talk about it much.

To that one person, why would dudes comparing dick sizes be considered smut? I can see it being rated M. Are you suggesting the rating go up to E?

--

Ahahaha.

Uh... anon... if that's truly what you were trying to ask... I think maybe you need to work on your writing a bit more. The vibes you give off are odd, to say the least...

Like, creepy pervert angling for foot fetish photos while lying about what they want-level weird.

It sounds like you want to heavy-breathe while reading guys' descriptions of their own penises, not like you want help with writing.

--

The reason your ask reads so "She breasted boobily down the stairs" but from the other side is that guys, at least from what I've seen, do not stand around comparing their dicks, at least not in the way you implied.

The people who most commonly compare their junk out of curiosity are toddlers.

This is something tiny children do. Anecdotally, some teens do it, but a lot don't, and there are clickbait articles about athletes sizing each other up this way, but they are just that: clickbait. I'm not saying it never happens, but you wrote about it like it always happens.

It is fucking weird to have a grown-ass man routinely doing it outside of maaaaybe some weirdly homoerotic scene in a stoner comedy or something.

People joke about this practice because it's a thing that exists, not because it is ubiquitous.

That's also why it reads like porn. IRL, if some dude is like "I think we should compare our dicks... uh... and they should be hard so we can compare properly", many other guys are going to interpret that as sexual. And also self-deluding. Which is a good reason to say no.

--

Most people in locker rooms and public bathrooms try to give each other a little privacy if they can, regardless of gender. Openly ogling is what you do if you're about to proposition someone for sex. Or, if it's hostile, you stare because you're about to beat them up.

I'm not saying a guy couldn't sneakily see the size of another guy's junk and have a response, but the whole way you described this sounds like you've never spoken to a human before. Did you seriously get this idea from those clickbait articles?

Among other issues, penises become erect. They look different in different states of arousal. Surely, you've heard of "growers vs. showers"? Temperature also matters. There's a whole fucking bit on Seinfeld that everyone quoted for like years and is probably still quoting about "shrinkage"—i.e. a guy is insecure that someone saw him when he'd just gotten out of the pool and his dick looked small because he was cold. Hopefully, the locker room isn't that cold, but you still don't know what a dude's dick looks like all of the time from catching a glimpse of it one time.

So an adult man who is not completely unfamiliar with penises is not going to 1. openly stare at another man in the locker room and 2. look only at his penis and have some crisis about "Mine looks different".

I suppose for the right character in the right circumstances, you can sell any kind of goofy-ass reaction, including the "breasted boobily" stuff where women think consciously about their tits in a way that actual women generally don't and male authors love to write. But you have to make it a whole Thing. She has to have some reason why her nipples are super sensitive today and thus she pays attention when she normally wouldn't.

Instead, you keep asking these dumbass questions like you're 12 that boil down to "Literally all men are the same cardboard cutout based on their D&D stats from this character sheet. Please tell me some facts about these stats!" instead of approaching people as individual humans who all react differently. You haven't even said anything about what kind of culture these characters come from. Both personality and specific culture (not just big things like nationality but shit like whether they're athletes who change with the same guys all the time) are going to affect how and whether men talk about self esteem and bodies.

You're boiling this down to "What does the penis-having alien species all do?" despite already getting several answers that told you to stop doing that. You either didn't listen or didn't understand what people meant so badly that it's pointless to keep giving you help.

This is not a good way to write three-dimensional characters.

--

Now, I'm not saying nobody has ever snuck a peek in a locker room. Lots of people, regardless of gender, do that. But we're talking covert looks and that kind of looking gives you glimpses of many body parts and not always a very clear look either.

Most actual men on most actual days of their lives are going to feel insecure about their bodies relative to someone else because the other dude looks better at the gym or grows chest and facial hair more easily or is much taller or isn't going bald.

We love to make jokes about penis size, but in my experience, the level of perpetual crisis dudes have over potential baldness is way higher. There are a shitton of ways to be insecure about yourself and your body. That goes for any gender.

Maybe a dude feels insecure because the other guy is much less body-conscious and has an easier time changing in front of people or because he's paid five times as much and is changing into a thousand dollar suit.

Many of the markers of masculinity and attractiveness have very little to do with penises.

There's also a vast difference between your POV character thinking some other dude's huge package is admirable and your POV character thinking he himself is inadequate. He could think his own dick is average and that it would be nicer to be hung like a pornstar without being insecure about it. He could also have a big dick yet still be insecure about it because he's a weirdo who's obsessed with penis size. He could be a size queen who wants to take a ride on that. He could have an ex girlfriend who thought big penises hurt and be creepily fascinated and wonder whom this guy fucks and how they manage.

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All this shit is a character point. Stop treating it as immutable truth where someone can give you the Correct Answer™ for you to slot into your writing or spank bank fantasies.

[yanderepuck]

hello! i hope you don't mind me asking you this but what is your ideal mc? i'm genuinely curious especially since you seem to despise ikevamp mc so much, so if you were to change/add something to her personality, what would it be? usually, when we write fics, we tend to change the mc's personality. (p.s. i hope you can answer this genuinely since we're talking about ikevamp mc. hope i wasn't being rude to you or anything, i'm just super curious)

THIS

I LIKE THIS QUESTION.

Yes. I hate MC. I hate her so so so much. BUT YES I UNDERSTAND THAT SHES NOT GOING TO BE RELATABLE TO EVERYONE AND IS A DUMB BITCH FOR PLOT.

And thank you for understanding that I talk about ikevamp mc. Some people don't get that and get very confused when I give them examples.

I've had people say "well this is the ideal Japanese woman"

Damn. I've never been more happy that I'm nowhere near Japan if that's the case.

I just wish MC wasn't a giggle little teenager when it came to relationship things. She's a mess when holding hands, or kissing him..EVEN IN EVENTS WHERE THEY HAVE BEEN TOGETHER FOR A WHILE.

And I don't mean a cute mess bc she's so in love. I mean a blushing embarrassed mess.

Bc I'm reading Fausts route I've noticed a few things, don't worry no spoilers

But he's trying to get her to eat and she yells "I hate you!" And mixed with the context of it it's like ??? Those are your choice of words???

I get it's translated, and it's never going to be perfect, but some of the words they use for translation isnt great...sometimes she's more of a stereotypical white blonde girl

Personally I think she has too much hope in the world, but I'm also a depressed bitch so that could just be a me thing but girlie you're from Japan where how much SA happens??? Are you blind to this

Mozart: I hate you. You're a nuisance, and no one wants you here

Mc: I'm going to make him say thank you to me before I leave!

GIRL WHY.

WHY ARE YOU OUTTING IN SO MUCH EFFORT. Obviously I know it's for plot. BUT WHO DOES THAT BESIDES A DUMBASS

Not to mention AU events. SPECIFICALLY THE SYNDICATE AU.

Look I was SOOOO excited for this event. Only to find out MC is an undercover cop who acts like they have had 0 training and is outed in the first 5 minutes and can't use a gun

ITS AN AU EVENT.

All in all I wish she would be a little more mature with relationships. Ik being dumb and getting kidnapped is for plot...it's not good plot.. but I get it...plus it's not meant to be historically accurate...but girlie nearly gets assaulted her first night in Leonardo's route (and another one I believe) bc she ran out of the mansion...THEN STILL DECIDES ITS A GOOD IDEA TO BE OUT BY HERSELF WHEN SHE JUST PROVED SHE DOESNT KNOW HOW TO ACT IM HIS TIME PERIOD/COUNTRY

Girl.. you're a travel blogger....you should know some basics...

I hope that sorta answered it. I went a lil off track. Handle relationships better and be a lil more self-aware. I don't think that's much to ask for considering all her faults

[somevillainfuckery]

Yippee! Some account-based updates [plus, someone that is officially cool to me]

Hiii!! YOU CAN IGNORE THIS FIRST PART IF YOU WANT. So like- I was gonna go back to the safety of Discord, and vanish off of tumblr faster than a father ditching their child, but I got a not-so-okie-dokie picture from someone in a not-so-okie-dokie state of mind. Really freaked me out cuz- I can't help help them- cuz Im an idiot. remember when I said I was a therapist in a jester costume? Yeah, never said I was good at it. So back to Tumblr I go, where my slowly rotting mind can just spill shit, and yall seemed to be entertained! First things first before I literally do ANYTHING, I want to talk about this persons little comment when they reblogged my PTP post talking about the absolute creep known as Papi!

I love a creative mind, that is a fact. I find this thought genuinely interesting being that this show is basically a free for all to anyone who enjoys it, and the biggest mystery [in my opinion] is the White Wolf. All we know about her is that she's an absolute unit just comparing her size to the rest of the cast, World War 1&2 seems to always start when she appears, and Kedamono is her son. Being Keda is in the picture its no big surprise that she would somewhat know everyone else affiliated with the circus. This comment raises a few questions that [if @the-great-wheatley-tragedy sees this, and ofc anyone else] I would love to hear some thoughts about! First things first, where exactly did Papi call "home"? We only know of two places, the desert from the show, and the city that the wiki mentions. But we also know that Papi was a travelling performer which means he would have to had gone beyond both of those places, right? So where even is "home"? And what the hell did his dumbass do to get it destroyed? Papi has a tendency to do a lotta dumb shit, so genuinely, I wouldn't be surprised if he pissed off what I am going to assume is a godly/eldritch wolf being. Another thing- why the circus? Like I would get it if he visited, cause as mentioned here, he misses his son, but the desert isn't exactly a five star motel. Following from what we see in the show alone, they sleep outside, which they don't seem bothered by, but it honestly can't be that comfortable- Which brings my other fairly important[?] question into the mix. What about Marifa? Just- in general?? I mean Papi is 100 percent the type to show favorites, he makes it pretty obvious, but he couldn't have possibly forgotten he had a whole other kid, right?? Now yes, Im considering the fact this timeline can follow a story where Papi didn't know he had 2 kids, assuming both are his. I don't know much about Marifa, I only go based off whatever google can get to me, and I haven't looked into any other lore-related content besides the show. I feel like if he were to choose any option, it would be to visit Popee from time to time, BUT go live in the city where Marifa, and also yknow a decent living space, is. I feel like I just went on a mindless MatPat rant and just really over complicated it but yknow- its just some half-a-braincell thoughts. :) Now onto the actual update of course, immediately after this post I'm going to work another rant post! But thats not all- I've got a lot free time today, especially cause of the blessing known as summer break, so I got other things Im gonna work on!: Headcanons list for different fandoms I enjoy. AAAAAND [this next one I am still questioning if I should do it or not, so no promises] Fic reviews! Im hunting down certain fanfics that catch my eye, I will credit the creator ofc, and put the link for everyone else to read because I would like to at least think I got good fic taste, and I like when fic writers get support. Whats a better way to support a fic writer than to read their fics? I'll give a quick summery, go over certain parts that got my attention the most, and then do the most dastardly terrifying horrible crime known to man- give my opinion on it. After my rant, I'll be doing a headcanon list as well, I want them in separate posts because A: this one is long enough lmao and B: I just want them to be their own thing.

[musigrusi]

More random Headcanons of 141

And since I'm a horse girly, we gon add unnecessary amounts of equines (including my own)

Soap is the kinda guy who would love animals like no other, but with the same amount of knowledge as a chicken has about being a shark, you get me?

Ask the man to feed a cat, yES he will do so, but don't be surprised when you find the cat eating pizza.

Bestie says he would be the second half to my demonic stallion (I agree wholeheartedly)

While Soap and my good-for-nothing horse (his name is Legolas by the way... I *had* hopes when I named him... not anymore) would be partners in crime by unintentionally causing the most chaotic of accidents, baby stallion (whose name was almost Hades but I changed it to Leviathan) and Soap would *intentionally* cause the most chaos fathomable to the laws of physics.

Ghost, man... I would put him in a horse therapy group. You know what you do during equine therapy sessions?

You pet them

You brush them

Sometimes you go on a quick spin on them (definitely am not bitter that my family didnt put me in an equine therapy program as a kid, not me, not at all)

Ghost has a handful of cats he just randomly collects from the side of the road too. They got their own cat room, cat TV, couch, a bazillion cat beds in all shapes and forms and... indoor grown, well trimmed cat grass.

Gaz... I feel like he's one of those guys that like animals but dont seek them out? But when they befriend one, it's for LIFE and they will do anything for em?

Which makes him best friend material for dumbass Leggy (or the very pissy matriarch of my collection, Titan)

Rudy has a Banana Ball Python he named "Pasta". Alejandro is deadly afraid of her while Valeria is besties with her (it started off as her befriending danger noodle out of spite for Alejandro but turned into a true and beautifully sinister friendship).

Graves' grandpa is an old farmer and the brat defo helped him out on the ranch before. Boy is a proper cowboy.

And for that exact reason I would dare him to work with Titan (my pissy mare).

Dude will either become her new favorite human or learn physics like never before. 20/80, not in his favor.

I'd put Shepard on her too, especially when she's in one of her shitty moods. Couple that with his old values of "you break em and build em back up" and you got his death reciept guaranteed.

Alejandro loves cows. He wants a full ranch of em for the sole purpouse of cuddling, grooming and petting. I'm also feeling like he would be slightly intimidated by horses (lol especially the pissy one, who isnt tho. Also not helping that if he would be introfuced to mine... well I only have giants, no ponies or normally sized horses around my stables) so he'd either play farmer with a trusty old quad, should he ever settle down. Or he would get a sturdy lil Quarter pony, maybe even a Mustang (I totally see him as one of those "Wendy" girls, "wE hAvE suCh A StRoNg CoNNeCtIoN" those chicks? yeah he is one of em and he defo watched the movie Spirit, then went out and bought a Buckskin/Dun Mustang and named him Spirit too)

Since we're on the topic of "what horse do they ride", here's my own list: Alejandro and his sturdy lil Dun/Buckskin Spirit

Graves would ride his Gramps' old strawberry roan bronc named "Bob" who's probs been considered old before Graves was even born and yet he's still going strong

Shepard, god I hate this guy, he gets a good old American Saddlebred, Chestnut, constantly looks like she's on the acid trip of her life (I find saddlebreds' expressions so fucken entertaining, 10/10) and her name is "Sandy"

Soap gets a Haflinger to A) deal with his bullshit like a champ and B) add to the crazies. The name is probably "Alastaire". Haflingers only come in flaxen chestnut (varying in shade, rarely pure chestnut) so there u go for the colour

RUDY MY LOVE gets a Criollo, suitable in location and even more suitable in their firey nature. defo has an Overo/Sabino Roan+Buckskin Paint named "Fernandito". Fernandito is a cool dude, only scared of Chihuahuas tho.

Valeria has a GIGANTIC Lusitano Stallion, either pitch black with mean eyes or a golden chestnut Pearl with green ones (yes they do actually have green-ish eyes sometimes) His name is something like "Gladiolus" or "Cor Leonis" any FF15 fans eh?

Ghost... I think he probs walked in to an auction once bc he saw a sign and found a scared little ugly duckling, felt a connection and bought him for like 300 bucks (basically Leggy's OG story, that's why I thought these two would click) His name is "Spooky" and he's a blue roan dun with a white face and blue eyes

Gaz first took over his neighbor's shetland after she passed away and then decided, fuck it, and went out to buy another horse as a companion. Now, I would believe he's the kinda guy who would pay top buck for whatever he wants. And he decided on a top grade low 6 figure Warmblood he imported from Germany with the likes of Donnerhall, Franziskus, Totilas and Quarterback all stuffed into his pedigree which made one(1) dangly silky coated long noodle. The shetty is probably a lump of semi white-ish furr named "Chickeb Nugget" and the Warmblood is probably a basic ass bay, 4 white socks named "Kevin". He has an official name (something like "dancing shadows" or "Donner's Hall" or whatever other whackey play on speech the germans come up with) but that name was too official for Kyle so he only calls his 6 FIGURE HORSE "Kevin". Extra brownie points when he exclusively goes on walks with the two of them and gets dragged regularly by Nugget. Not even rides Kevin, let alone have other people ride or even compete him ... no, Kevin, top grade dressage horse, spends his days in the field, caked in mud and living his 6 figure life.

Also Gaz bought all the top grade gear and stuff for his furr babies. 6k saddle that he never uses? Check. Custom made Bridles that he too does not ever use? Check. A collection of saddlepads, leg protection and fly bonnets that would make This Esme go pale? double check. 12 thousand blankets for any change in temperature (even for the hermetically sealed Nugget)? Check. Monthly checkup by the chiro/massage therapist, visits to an aqua trainer, top grade supplements and only bio apples and carrots for Nugget and Kevin? Check Check and Check. A 80k horse box to drive them around once every blue moon? check, he also had it custop wrapped with their pictures on it.

Price gets an icelandic horse. They are pretty small ranging from 125cm to 150cm but incredibly sturdy and strong, meaning, the PERFECT CAMPING BUDDY. Plus Icelandic Horses can eat fish so Price has someone to feed the fish he catches to lol. I immagine that he got an averagely sized 140cm tall girl he named „Fish“ because A) he loves fishing and B) „Fish“ likes to eat fish (premium dad joke right there). Fish is a silver dapple (they are super rare and hella cool) with so much hair that Price either puts in an ugly ass braid or just all together ties it to the side.

For Laswell I’m torn between a tennessee walker or a friesan, so lets just say she has both. The tennessee walker is a proper golden palomino (a real ass barbie horse) and her name is Jodie. Jodie has one braincell. The friesan I immagine is a big boy, and since friesans only come as black, he‘s black. His name is „The dark Emperor“ and is primarily Kate‘s wife‘s horsey, they nickname him dumbo because he got unreasonably large ears. Dumbo and Jodie share her braincell and are the perfect „old married horse couple“.

König my man. His uncle took over the family‘s farm and König used to help out by driving the horse cart around and such. He found a Noriker mare at a market once and immediately fell in love and bought her. She now vibes at his uncle‘s farm with the cows and occasionally will help out with the local forest work (pulling tree trunks in remote areas). He named her „Sissi“, sometimes calls her „Punktle“ tho (little dot) and she’s a dotted thicc chick. They have a shaby old horse trailer that is basically a metal frame with old moldy wood and a rug as a roof, Sissi doesn‘t complain tho, she once trailered on the back of his pickup. She‘s also the town‘s favorite pony to ride when they do a town fare (She gets beer afterwards as a reward).

Roach found the shittiest OTTB out there and said „That one is perfect, I take it“. This thing has more issues than Payboy magazine. GIGANTIC and skinny as shit, suuuper hard to gain weight and has one mental meltdown after another but Roach deals phenominally with it. Her name is probably ��Roach“ as an homage to his own callsign but also to „The Witcher“ lol. Roach is a dull brown kind of bay.

Farah gets an Arabian Mare no Qs asked. A dark liver chestnut, absolutely stunning, looks like she‘s coloured with dried blood and her name is Safanad after the mare from King Solomon‘s legend. Fiesty around anyone but Farah and loyal to a T. Absolutely hates the feeling of gras tho lol.

Alex I immagine would get himself a Fjord and go camping with Price with it. He named her „Mjölnir“ after Thor‘s hammer, since Fjords are a Norwegian breed but can‘t pronounce her name so he just calls her Milly instead for short (And to save himself the embarassement). Milly is a simple creature, give her food, water, somewhere to sleep and she‘ll be beyond content. He defo got her a whole western rig, but rides her bitless in a ropehalter because he tried a bit once and she was so upset with him, she didn‘t accept treats for a week (Sounds familliar to me lol). Mjölnir is a typical dun, as all Fjords are, but I immagine her to be slightly darker and after living out his „Fjord roached mane“ phase, let the mane grow out into a messy fluff.

I went overboard again lol… never mind, I think I will do some more hc‘s along the lines of „What kinda X does Y have?“

Also, for all my non horsey people, here are the respective horsies in whatever order (Alejandro, Graves, Shepard, Soap, Rudy, Valeria option 1 and 2, Ghost, Gaz small horse, big horse, Price, Laswell, König, Roach, Farah and Alex)

Also bonus for those that scrolled all the way down, here‘s a pic of my Leggy gremlin

[miru667]

*kicks the door down* GUESS WHO'S BACK LADIES

Ok ok ok ok first I have to tell you that I've had some real fun reading about your zombie AU. Not a fan of slashers, but this one is more focused on something different?? I dunno how to explain this, but the idea is pretty cool! I hope you're doing well there btw!!🌹🌹🌹

Now I've rewatched the lorax recently and wanted to discuss some things. I mean, there's a lot of stuff, so you don't have to answer them all! But here we are:

1. Any headcanons on the characters' phobias? I came up with this question watching that mini-movie with the Once-ler being terrified of the Lorax's shadow at night 🤔

2. Video games! What kind of games do the characters like to play if they do? Are they good at it? Do they complete the side quests or boost their stats? How much time do they spend playing?

3. A question for YOU: are you a part of any other fandom rather than the lorax? Or have you *ever* been such a big part of a fandom before?

4. Now that we've got this trend of texting someone that they forgot their phone at home... Out of the lorax characters, who would fall for this? And who would try this prank on somebody? Maybe both????

5. Do you think things would be different if the Once-ler planted two more trees after cutting one down or if he produced thneeds in a more limited quantity, making his product more rare and prestigious? I mean, there's gotta be a way he could save the business, right? I wonder if he could still be friends with the lorax and animals AND rule his company then🧐

6. Can Audrey sing?? Yes, she's voiced by a singer, but never sang in the movie, but do you think she sings at all?

7. It's believed that your sleeping position says a lot about your personality. For example, we've seen that the Once-ler sleeps in a fetal position, which can imply sensitivity and shyness, and a desire to protect oneself, people who sleep in this position are known to be tough on the outside, but big softies on the inside (and also my dude doesn't fit into the bed but who cares). So what about others? Any thoughts on their sleeping positions?

That's it for now i guess! Thanks for reading anyway and have a great daymorningnightobscurity💞💞💞

Woow so many things to answer! O_O Welcome back, idk if you mean my Audrey's zombie AU story when you say "your zombie AU" but the zombie AU in general is an open AU and doesn't belong to me! And then here are my answers to your questions:

I don't think I've thought about legit phobias for the canon characters...they can be scared of things because they're scary but it's not debilitating or completely irrational like a phobia would be.

It's probably just Ted playing video games and he's probably great at it. I bet he's a pokemon master, that's what I headcanon my own Ted OC being.

I'm only actively in the Lorax fandom! I like a lot of other things but I'm only a very casual art appreciator in "other fandoms" so I don't consider that being part of them.

I didn't even know that was a trend lol. The Once-ler would try this prank just to be a jerk. I don't know who would fall for it, maybe Ted for the first 2 seconds

Well of course if he had even a LITTLE bit of foresight then things would probably be different, but our beloved Oncie is very much a stubborn dumbass so...¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I'll answer this for my own Audrey OC: yes she can sing, not like taylor swift level or anything, but she's very musically inclined and learned piano from a young age. She's very shy about singing though and is only comfortable with it if she's comfortable with you, so that's why you didn't see her singing Let it Grow in public.

My Audrey used to sleep on her front because she'd do a lot of bedtime reading and fall asleep accidentally in that position. Ever since the zombie apocalypse though, she sleeps on her side while hugging something so she can feel safe and not alone.

[star444xo]

@thinkingaboutjaedyn

Babe you get your own post cause you a special kind of stupid. And ima take the time to high light how stupid you are— being 16 don’t help. You literally don’t know shit. Lmao.

1. ) @star444xo you're an arab using nigga? racist, dumb, and transphobic. imane literally said she's a woman and will always be a woman in a video so I see you don't pay attention

🦋 yes I am an Arab using nigga because I’m a black Arab

🦋 transphobic. Proving you’re 16 with no understanding of the trigger words you use. How is this transphobic when Imane himself ain’t trans? Are you dumb or are you stupid? Pick a struggle.

🦋 idc what a man beating on women for a medal wanna say about himself. Nigga shut the fuck up and go piss in a cup. Or? Like I said, pop the pussy cause at this point everyone full of shit.

2.) @star444xo babes... i'm literally black 😊 happily so! born black, will always be black, proudly black so let's get that right. first you were arab now you're black now you're blasian? girl bye! just making up stuff to justify sounding like a dumbass and yeah i was on your last post because it was wrong, you sounded incredibly dumb then dismissed me because of my age which got nothing to do with this

🪽congratulations. Who the FUCK spoke on what you ware ethnically. No one.

🪽 “first you were Arab now you’re black now you’re blasian?”

Sweetheart. I have never once claimed to be anything outside of Egyptian Vietnamese. So everything you just said I said? Yes I said that. Because that’s exactly what I am.

Let’s take a geography course rq.

On the globe..where is Egypt located? North Africa. Okay. And what continent is North Africa a part of? Africa. Ok. I am of the Nubian bloodline of Egyptians. The ones that were before the Arab and Coptic Roman invasions. I am black. I am African. I am only Arab because they invaded and preside the nation. So we are considered Arab by nationality and others, ethnicity. But I am not ethnically Arab. I am Arab by Nationality.

My DNA? Is BLACK. AFRICAN. And ASIAN - Vietnamese.

So the “type” of black I am if that’s easier for your 16 year old brain to understand, is Egyptian. Indigenous.

ONTOP of that, bitch ALL my people probably look blacker than you. so the fact you trynna nigga check me? Please suck my Mandingo dick.

I dismissed you because of your age because you continue to prove that you literally are 16 mentally and you have not existed long enough on this earth to have any arguments you can’t participate in the knowledge data base with me. You haven’t traversed the earth long enough to know anything outside of what the internet has taught you to believe think and know. Unfortunately that’s your generation. And looking at how you even speak on this whole thing and Me?

You’re so obviously remedial and young me even addressing you makes me feel like I’m bullying a child.

@star444xo so you like seeing pussy? didn't know you liked girls, thanks for coming out

See? Precisely my point. 16 year old ass response. Lmfao. But..given by your logic of how I’m transphobic…and you’re trying to mock me for “wanting to see pussy” ..wouldn’t that in itself be homophobic? Not you trynna use lesbianism as an insult!

[thedamselinthismess]

February 1, 2024

Today, I woke up with the realization that what old man Charlie Moore told me was the absolute truth. You can't depend on anyone except yourself and your paycheck. Considering that I don't really have a paycheck, I guess it's just me. As wonderful as that sounds, it's scary as hell, but something that I apparently need to do. The thing is, I have way too many people who ask me for things. I get overwhelmed with the things that I need to do and the things that they want me to do. I'm one person and I feel like people don't see that. Am I strong? Yes, but things get heavy. Sometimes a little too heavy. I do my best to get myself through every day and these people don't see that I have a struggle of my own that I'm trying so hard every day to get through. Although, I'm not really sure how to tell these people without hurting their feelings, even though they don't care about mine when they're overloading me. I need equal give and take. I don't have that from these people. My marriage has fallen apart to the point that I can't stand to be in the same room with him for more than 5 minutes at a time before he's on to the next dumbass thing he can think to do. He's childish and has shown me more than one time that his life revolves around money and food. How many more times is it going to take for me to realize that he wasn't ready for a wife. He only wanted me for what I could do for him. I'm hurting and I'll never be able to express the hurt to the extent that it really is or tell anyone how I really feel. I just stay quiet and in return I get confused about what I should be doing and that's getting out of this situation. I don't know. I guess part of me keeps hanging on to that chance of him changing when in reality, It's been 4 years and everything is exactly the same as it always was. I'm tired. My soul is tired. I seriously need to figure this out before I lose my fucking mind.

[kyaruun]

Since when did the graphics suck they're literally so cute

This one is literally embedded in my mind like I ASSOCIATE this with you

It isssss literally so cute but your other graphics are also so cute wthhhhhhh

Buuut I can do some tutorials on things you wanna know that I can do? I've been wanting to make a tutorial for a while now actually

. Me too like I don't have a schedule and while I write on a "rotation", I spend so muxh time and energy on irl things that I don't get much time to write. I literally haven't gotten through my reqs from last August. Rip my 800 event from. Before then??? Cannot even keep track it's been like a year

My follow count is only that high bcs I wrote for haikyuu (in 2020 its peak) then I joined the genshin bus kinda early (?) Which is still huge and I wrote misc fics for whatever else, and it was also my edit blog??? And now I'm here shitposting so I got followers from like lots of places

The way yours is in the 700s and a loooot older than mine pls I'm also in the 700s in nazukisser.... insanity

Well personally i love your leo so I think that it should happen because you deserve it. And writing a series.... yes.... smaus are so fun I have domicile on nazukisser for reference if you want it and my fav smau ever is club stupid by tumblr user kodzuvii highly recommend I just become a redhead kita's cousin and tendou's best friend number 1 miracle girl and down bad for suna rintarou whenever I read it.

WAAAA I can't wait to see your revamp !!! Thank you.. I always try to have some sort of match (character/color/style) all throughout!! If you need help/opinions/etc lmk!!!

Right like what happened . We were thriving. Then we boomed for a second and died. Like I see the nazuna x reader tag and ME AND KAZE ARE THE ONLY ONES like bruh? And my fics have been flopping tho it seems everyone's have been flopping too

Yeah the only thing keeping me tied down here is the server..... it's like my lifetime... come back we miss you

I MISS NURI TOO... bee has arknights now....I miss.... and runanananna....... ate swanee's writing.... SHE DOES THAT TO US TOO not that I hate it but she drops like a couple of lines in snippets and dips and I'm like *SCREEEECHES*

If you come back to my server we welcome you back we miss you :(((

I can only be grateful that some of us are left tho.... i7 is so dead and e7 LMFAO??? I was legit the only one it was so darned sad

THAT'S THE ONLY ONE I LIKE!! i love watching vids about journaling and that kind of thing and they make the cutest decorated polaroids so i wanted to do something like that but very cutesy themed,, spring made me think of picnics so gingham <3 i actually played around with a few similar concepts like polaroid + random stickers and i planned to make banners with that but uuuu there are so many characters,, can't keep my focus for too long. i think they came out cute but it's probably too late to use them </3

i always wonder about what do people use to edit their pics because i was born a ps girlie and i still don't know how to use ps properly oops making your themes look nice and cohesive,, those cute pinned etc etc people who edit icons and make them look super aesthetic

i think i never tried to promote my blog because followers don't feel like an integral part of the process for me. i just write what comes to mind and share it with the world: if people like it i'm absolutely delighted and if they don't well,, at the end of the day most of my writing has been fun for me ^^ like come on i've written things that are silly and self indulgent and they worked fine and i'm here like. wow

i have considered writing for more series but the thing is the media i like has a fandom of like. 2.5 people on the good days. so it really doesn't make too much sense to even try that <.< genshin fandom scares tf out of me so i'll keep my extra fluffy albedo thoughts to myself. the bazillion "childe being a dumbass in love" posts. kazuha writing poetry. oops. getting flashbacks to the time i almost made a hypmic blog but i stopped myself at the last second out of embarrassment

i'm torn on whether a) people just aren't interested in that kind of content anymore (no way) or b) people DO read our stuff, they simply don't interact. not even a like. the migration of people from other social media into tumblr,, like sorry but i've been here since 2016? and it gets worst for writers every day </3

i have an immense amount of cute enstars thoughts a day and i feel like if i can't share them i will combust (my best friend has to deal with me every day),, it's mostly cute romantic stuff with my favs and my ocs, for obv reasons so i'm like uuuu should i even tell this to someone it's just embarrassing. like only other enstarries could understand why i keep rotating this bunch of dorks around my brain and getting the biggest serotonin boost out of it ueeee

i kind of miss being in a server with other people. i've been feeling very lonely lately due to uni so i think that'd be good for my mental health but at the same time,, i don't want to go back to talking once in a blue moon you know? ooo to be an anxious mess every day of your life.... like i get nervous so easily and i know i'll make someone uncomfortable so i simply keep quiet or i don't know how to join conversations because my social skills are -1. i'm a bit of a mess TT

as a bonus for reading all of this, wips of some of the banners/wallpapers? i was working on the last time. rei was meant to be a light pink/purple ish kind of shade but i don't mind how these came out either ^^ i need to print the cgs as polaroids again

[eldritch-spouse]

I'm in love with Breg. I require more slitplay with dear Breg to survive 🥺👉👈 How would he react to an S/O who just wants to lay him down and spend a Saturday licking him like a cat?

[This is more torture than bliss for him, ngl.]

You groan, slapping his outer thighs. If Breg keeps moving, this will get much harder than it has to be.

The monster jolts a bit, but otherwise releases another drawn out whine, claws finding purchase on the headboard of your now shared bed. It's wooden, you don't trust him not to ruin it eventually.

" A-Angel... " He calls.

You muffle a snort, continuing to lap at a flushed blue slit, already puffed from constant stimulus. Stopping to kiss it is more of a tease than it is a loving gesture. Breg can cry about it all he wants, considering he was the one that encouraged this in the first place. Dumbass, never thinks a step ahead, does he?

Hips buck upwards again, forcing your tongue inside him against your wishes. This time, you peel back with a frown, flattening your palm against that bulging sheath. The breeder offers you a very flustered, pitiful expression.

" Angel please- Please, c-can I just pull them out? "

"Them" being his cocks. The protrusions that have been more than ready to show themselves practically since this started. You considered it when Breg asked you the same thing several times before. If he pulled out, you could technically still reach his insides, though the reach would be severely limited by his fat pulsing dicks in the way. Plus, he'd start touching himself, the cumbrain can't help it. You should have tied his hands, but one thing you have in common with Breg, is that you're both pretty impulsive.

Maybe it's why this "relationship" has worked out rather well so far?

Alright, tangents aside, it's much better to keep him like this. The monster can't stimulate himself, can't restrict your access, and he's pleading like a filthy mutt in just the way you've come to love from this loser. Ah, and you do have a goal with all this, of course... Beyond just making him squirm for amusement, that is.

You must have taken too long to respond, because Breg makes a sound that reminds you of a sniffle and grits his teeth.

" No. Come on, don't be a little baby, I'm doing this for you! " Lies. " If you want to stop- "

" NO! " He almost lurches forward, though it only results in sliding one of your fingers inside that already sort of stuffed orifice, making the other shudder and gasp. Nonetheless, a cheshire grin spreads on your face. Because Breg would sooner have you torture him than not have your hands on his body. " No, please... It's... I'm so hard it hurts. "

You cackle. It's entirely mean-spirited. " Aww, are you? "

He knows he's being babied and he doesn't care. " Yes! I- It's been... "

Eyes cast to the bedside table. An hour. It's been more or less and hour since you've started this treatment. And the funniest part is that it feels like mere minutes for you. Just Breg writhing on your bed, you working lazily between his long legs, the TV droning on somewhere and the sound of raindrops hitting the window. Really now, could things get any more comfortable?

" You can handle a bit more. " Your digit slips out of that wet cavern, you make sure to cover his slit so his lengths can't push out.

" I really can't. "

There's drool on the corners of his lips, probably from all the times he's snarled and bit his tongue in frustration. He looks pretty like this. Beastly. You figure there's a couple of outcomes for this situation, though none of them put you in real danger.

" You're way too dramatic. "

And back to his slit you dip. One kitten lick at a time, watching clawed toes curl and hearing him cry for more wordlessly. The most recent thing you've been doing that appears to drive Breg nuts is to suck on it. Creating an intense, drooled vacuum around the monster's sheath and humming. You don't even mind it when he basically slaps his pelvis onto your chin, because hearing that guttural, panting growl makes you melt to a puddle. It fades into a tremulous sort of whimper when you pop your lips off, watching the muscle contract around nothing. A couple more instances of this and you're pretty sure Breg is crying.

" Please! Let me out. " Ah yes, your broken record of a boyfriend. " I want that on m- my- "

" Not yet. " You warn, cutting him off when you shove your tiny tongue as far into his entrance as you can.

Breg keens, short, clipped noises that are more akin to depraved animal begging. Immediately, you're able to feel the tips of his cocks, prodding at them experimentally and smiling when the breeder makes a slightly relieved, low moan. Like you've offered him just a taste of what he wants, which you suppose is what you're doing when you try to circle the head of one of his shafts with your tongue.

Claws audibly dragging through wood and a thrashing tail clue you in to the monster's turmoil. He looks down at you with an open-mouthed leer, and you've been around Breg long enough to tell he's debating if he should push your face further against his slit or shove you back so he can pull his dicks free. You however, know better. He won't do anything, because he's too focused on the sensation to think much of anything beyond how good it feels.

It must have been a small eternity for Breg. Maybe half an hour for you. Another hour? Eh, who cares. All you know is that he's a blubbering mess, head tossing this way and that as the monster humorously lies further into the sheets, as if wanting to crawl towards you in his subconscious desperation. He's caked in drool and precum, the mess of fluids spreading on his pelvis, cascading to his ass and thighs before finally pooling on the sheets. Sometimes you'll slurp just because you know the breeder enjoys hearing those gross noises.

" A-Ahn! Fuck fuck ffuh- "

Oh look, he's talking again. Heh.

You don't make a case out of it, he's probably just toeing the line of climax like he has a couple of times before now. What you don't expect however, is for Breg to actually push through. There's a howl that shakes walls, some kind of rumble deep from that wide chest, legs trap you against his might while the monster rolls and bucks.

You're hit with it before you can even register what's happening. Globs of cum oozing and squeezing out of him with more pressure than you expected. Well, there's your answer. So he can come from this alone, and with his cocks inside too... Eitherway, you have no qualms cleaning up after the mess you caused, gentle but never ceasing as you coax more out of the huffing breeder. Breg makes a humorous chorus of overstimulated noises before slumping altogether, making you snicker.

The best part though, has got to be watching his still-spurting girths slowly slip out, wet and sloppy, making Breg's currently hypersensitive slit spasm and the monster curl on himself in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

Pity, you were hoping to keep them in there for a while longer...

[jaycewrites-192000]

You're Grounded Pt. 2

Summery: Smiley and Angry's little sister is still grounded, only this time...things go differently.

Part One Here

Rating: SFW

Pairing(s): Platonic!Nahoya Kawata x Platonic!Little Sister Reader x Platonic!Souya Kawata

(Still no incest my dudes)

Also spoilers for episode 20-21!!

One week had passed, and ever since you were stuck in your room, only allowed to come out to go to school, to eat, and bathroom breaks. Other than that, no luck getting out from your little prison. And you were warned to not sneak out again, or another week would be added. You didn't bother trying, as much as you hate to admit it, your brothers were smarter than they looked. They knew every move you would make and would do everything in their power to stop you.

However, you were allowed to have your phone back. They were s confident that if you were to try and call for backup, they would stop it from happening. You made the best of it though, at least you had someone to talk to now. Emma wanted an explanation as to where you had disappeared to lately and you told her you were grounded, well, double grounded now. When she asked why, you hesitated to tell her. But you did, after she promised not to tell Smiley and Angry of course. She did say that you should tell them why you started that fight in the first place, but...it was a bit more complicated than that.

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So, here you were, in your room looking blankly at your door. Every now and then Smiley or Angry, or both of them, would come and check to see if you were still there. Speaking of, your door opened, Angry walked in this time. "Right on time, big brother." You mutter, not bothering to look at him. "Smiley had to run out somewhere real quick. So, I'm gonna stay here until he gets back." He leans against the door after he shut it.

"Whatever." You rolled your eyes. The silence between you two was heavy with tension and awkwardness.

"...Sorry about before. But you really shouldn't have tricked us like that." You didn't respond. "Come on. You're acting childish."

"I am a child dummy. And so are you, so stop acting like your our mother." You glared at him. "Oh, and you wanna talk being childish? You two get into fights every fucking day, and you two rarely ever get punished for it! So how come I get double grounded!?"

"You get double grounded for sneaking out. And you shouldn't be getting into fights at all. As for us, it's different." Angry explained as calmly as he could. "That's bullshit and you know it!" You snapped. "You wouldn't be saying any of this if I were in the same gang as you two!"

"You won't be joining any gangs of any kind!" Angry finally snapped back. It was rare that he would ever raise his voice at you, so you were at a loss for words. Once he saw your shocked face he toned it down. "Just...don't do it again. Please Y/n, you shouldn't be fighting."

And then came more silence. You and Angry never liked whenever there would be a fight between all three of you. But tension had build up ever since you got into that stupid fight. And honestly, you knew that it didn't need to happen but after what happened...after what those jackasses said...What choice did you have?

"Why did you do it anyway?" Angry asks, making you look up from your bed. You opened your mouth to answer, but shut it before looking away again. "Does it really matter?" You asked. "It's done. Nothing I can do about it now."

Before Angry could respond, Smiley walked in. "Heeey, she try to get out again?" He asked. "No..." Angry shook his head. "But she's hiding something." You shot him a glare. "Oh, so we're telling lies now?"

"I don't know, are we?" Angry turned to his brother. "When has Y/n ever started a fight? She rarely gets into fights, and normally she isn't the one to start some shit." Smiley nods his head at his brother's words. "That's a good point. So, wanna talk to us like a big girl?"

"No. Get out." You tell them sternly. "Too bad!" Smiley hopped on your bed and sat beside you. "Better start talking sis."

"Or what?" You challenged. Smiley's grin deepened. "Or else your double grounding will turn into a triple grounding." He tells you. "What!? How's that fair!?" Smiley shrugs. "Just is. Now spill." You resisted the urge to slug your annoying peach hair older brother in the jaw before sighing heavily. "You really wanna know? Fine. I started that fight because some asshole was talking shit about you two! Happy?"

Smiley and Angry looked at each other before turning back to you. "You started a fight because of that?" Angry asks. You furrow your brow in frustration. "It's more than that...they called you guys a smiling freak and a whinny crybaby. They also talked shit about Toman. And when I confronted them about it...they said I couldn't do a thing without my brothers there to protect me...that I was just a weak little girl who needed to stay out of other's way...So, I punched their lights out." You didn't notice you were crying until the end of it.

"I wouldn't have hit them if they would have just apologized and kept their mouths shut." You say with a sniffle. It was quiet until Smiley started laughing. "Man! You went and defended ours and Toman's honor? You really are the best little sister." He pets your head. "Huh?" You look up at him confused. "That was nice of you Y/n, but you didn't need to get hurt over us." Angry made his way over to you.

"W-well they were hurt way more than me." You told him. "I handled it didn't I?"

"Yes but, still. You're safety matters to us way more than a few insults thrown at us. Next time that happens, tell us."

"Yeah! We'll beat the fuck out of them so you don't get in trouble like you did." Smiley added. "Don't be like your dumbass older brothers Y/n. You're going places you know? Don't waste it on fighting like a gangster."

"But you guys are in a gang..." You mutter. "Don't get any ideas Y/n." Said Smiley, despite his smile, he was serious. "We wouldn't know what to do if you were hurt or worse. Just be our tough little sis outside of a gang ok?" You pout slightly but nod anyway. You did consider joining Toman, somehow. Your brothers inspired you in more than one way, and being in a gang was one of them. Not just any gang, a real gang. "The new age of delinquents" as Mikey put it.

It sounded so cool when you heard about it, and you wanted so desperately to be by your brothers side when it finally happens. But it wasn't always cool and badass, after Darken nearly dying and Baji's death, it dawned on you just how dangerous joining a gang could be. And Smiley and Angry be damned if they let their little sister be murdered and they couldn't prevent it.

You didn't know Draken and Baji on a personal level like everyone else in Touman did, but they were so kind to you whenever you were around. Baji even joked that you were like Toman's little sister. His death left a hole in the hearts of Toman, including yours...

"I won't get into anymore fights, but you guys have to promise me something too." Smiley and Angry waited for your word. "Promise me...that you'll be careful and promise me, you guys won't leave us like Baji did..."

The next thing you knew, your brothers were enveloping you in their embrace. "And leave you all alone? No way in hell." Smiley said softly. "We're not going anywhere." Said Angry. You sniffled but managed to smile. "Good. I might say I don't want you around, but you guys are all I got. So ignore me whenever I might say it again, ok?"

"Sure thing." Smiley chuckled. "Oh by the way, you're ungrounded."

You perk up. "Double ungrounded?"

"Yep. Double ungrounded. But you better not go start shit with anyone again, got it?"

"Got it." You giggle.

"Good. Now let's get out of here. I bet you're bored right?" Smiley asked as the three of you left your room. "Bored as fuck."

"There's a new arcade that just opened up. Should we go there?" Angry asked. " Hell yeah!" You and Smiley say in unison.

You still have no idea how you got so lucky as to get ungrounded like you did, but you had a feeling your brothers were never going to punish you as harshly as they did before.

Maybe...

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(So I was thinking of making like a little kawata sister series? Idk how well that would play out or how it will be done/written but yeah, stay tuned if that interests you)

[kazanovah]

Pairings: Bonten trio x f!reader

Warnings: mature themes 18+

Synopsis: after having her life ruined by the military she served for, reader is out on a vengeance mission to seek justice for herself. She’s full of dark impulses, grief and just overall a bit of a stubborn dumbass.

MDNI18 +

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"W-why do you want to talk about Bonten?" You asked, eyebrows knitting tightly in confusion.

Had he not wanted to talk about the time you've both spent apart? Had he not cared about the last three years you'd spent trying to avenge his fake death?

"Because you've been working with them, right?" He asked, though he knew the answer as he had his eyes on you for the last three years. Always so close, yet so far as he lurked within the shadows of the underworld while you danced on the fine line between it and the civilian life style that you had been struggling to live.

"I- I was... b-but not anymore! They were only helping me find you." You said reassuringly, sniffling slightly as you tried to dry your tears.

You knew he hated it when you cried, but even the most decent of human beings would cry after being part from your spouse for so long right? So why does Ren look like he'd rather be anywhere else in the world right now?

"Because they want to kill me." He stated, and you sighed at his true statement, a small frown etching onto your features.

"At first, yeah! But it's fine, Manjiro told me that if I can prove that you weren't doing all of those horrible things by your own free will, then he'll let you live!" You said happily, smiling softly as you looked up into his eyes that had hardened with a glare, making your heart drop into your stomach.

You knew what happened after he looked at you like that, so why didn't you try to run?

"Ahh yes, Manjiro Sano." Ren said, standing to his feet suddenly, looking down at you with a cocked head to see your tortured expression. "You never could get his name out of your mouth, even when it was ME who pitied you enough to marry you."

What? He married me out of pity? No... this isn't Ren. The Ren I know would NEVER say this kind of stuff to me.

"N-no Ren, it's not like that, I swear. Manjiro is good at keeping his word, he won't hurt y-"

"Save your breath, y/n. I'm not going to let that fucker or his men catch me. They're nothing compared to the army I have rounded up over the last few years." Ren said, before squatting down so that he was eye level with you.

Had he really being acting on his own accord this whole time?

"You were supposed to die that night, you know? I promised Hiro and his buddies some action with you so long as they made sure you didn't make it out of that fire." He said, and not only did you freeze, but so did Ran, Rindou and Sanzu who were lurking in the shadows of the sun that was nearly completely gone from the sky.

"W-what?" You asked, trying to process what he had just told you.

"My my, you really are a pathetically stupid thing." He mused, squishing your chin between his fingers roughly, making you wince.

Pathetic... why does everyone think I'm pathetic? First my family, then Rindou and Sanzu... and now my own husband?

"Tell me, do you really think that after all this time, I'd actually want to still be with you? Do you know how many women I had slept with the moment I was finally free from you and your depressing little life that you had dragged me in to?"

Depressing little life... it's my fault. It's all my fault he's like this. I- I caused it?

"I'm sorry." You said, making Ren chuckle out a laugh. He knew you were easy to manipulate, he just didn't think you'd still be this easy considering all you've gone through.

"As you should be, after all you did this to yourself. You're the reason I was so unhappy with my life, why I felt the need to fake my death just to escape you. You're a horrible person, y/n." Ren said, his eyes never leaving yours that were wide as the harshness of his words sunk in.

"I-I'm not-" you were cut off by a harsh slap to the cheek, and Ran inched towards his gun, only to be stopped by Sanzu holding a hand out to halt his movements.

"Are you really going to sit here and deny that? Look at everything you've done since I've been gone, it's not much is it? Your life is miserable, YOU are miserable. Geez, it's like you're meant to be lonely." Ren laughed, making you sob softly.

"W-why... why did you do this?" You asked, looking up at him through your wet lashes as you sobbed like a child. You entire heart feels like it literally shattered in your chest, puncturing your lungs and wiping all the air from your system as you struggle to breathe normally.

"Because you're worthless, and God! Must I say it AGAIN? - pathetic! You'll never amount to anything, I'm even shocked to see that you're still standing with all that baggage you come with."

His insults were digging right into you as if you were freshly turned dirt in a garden full of wilted weeds, rooting deeply with the soil - your mind, refusing to let go.

"No man, is ever going to love you. I know I sure as hell never did. I cant even lie and say that I kept you around because you were a good fuck, because you weren't."

So it was all a lie. Every touch, every kiss... even every smile and smile the two of you shared as just played into his façade.

"I'd kill you myself, but you're really not worth even a single bullet in this gun. How about you just go of and kill your self." Ren spat, twirling around the gun he had pulled out of his pants pocket. He was staring down at you still, a sadistic smile on his face - the face that you had once loved so much, only made you want to curl up into a ball and cry.

And that's exactly what you did, even after a gunshot rang loudly in your ears. You had hoped it had been directed at you, that Ren had maybe had a change of heart, but when you heard some shuffling from below the cliff, and Ren's quiet 'fuck,' you knew that wasn't the case, and you could have sworn your eyes deceived you as Ren jumped off the cliff, right into the ocean below.

You would have gotten up to see what really went down, if your body had any fight left in it, but it didnt. You didn't have a single ounce of motivation to even try to keep breathing, and if weren't such a natural occurrence, you would have given up and just died on the spot.

As I should have all those years ago, you thought to yourself.

"Hey... get up." Sanzu said, his voice was monotonous as he spoke to you, not forgetting the way you shouted at him days prior. He wanted to be mad still, to yell at you and make you fear for your life as you were now supposed to be their enemy, but he couldn't.

None of them could do anything except for stare down at your small frame trembling against the cold and jagged rocks beneath you as you sniffled lightly. They knew you were constantly looking over you shoulder to try and avoid them for the last three days, and with them being right in front of you they expected you to put a fight, but you didn't.

"Princess, come on." Ran urged, immediately pocketing his gun and kneeling down to try and get eye level with you.

Unfortunately for him, you only brought your hands up to cover your face as you curled into a ball and sobbed loudly. You didn't want to look him, or anybody else in the eyes ever again. You didn't feel worthy of taking up anybody's time or attention, hell you really didn't even feel worthy of life.

"Don't call m'that. Don't deserve it." You sobbed out softly, and it was so quiet that you had thought you were the only one who could hear it, but the three of them had developed an insane sense of hearing since becoming wanted criminals, and the three of them shared a saddened look.

This wasn't you. Usually you would have some snarky comeback, or snap at any of them for giving you a pet name, and to hear you talking about how you don't deserve something so small as a simple tease, made them angry.

You on the other hand were only slightly embarrassed that they had heard everything between you and Ren. You would have been more embarrassed had you not just given up on the concept of your shit life, but right now all you could do was sob and whimper out soft pleas.

"P-please k-kill me." You begged, over and over again until your voice was too hoarse to speak anymore.

Sanzu had pinched the bridge of his nose between his thumb and index finger as he was now conflicted on what to do. Mikey had given him permission to kill you once they found you, and Sanzu had a whole plan in nod to torture you into apologizing to him for being so rude to him, but now all he wanted to do was lay down beside you and tell you that things were going to be okay.

Even though he knew that they weren't going to be, not for a while at least. So, with a sigh he turned on his heels and climbed back down the rocks, reaching into his pocket to pull out his cellphone and dial Mikey's number - explaining the situation to his boss in full detail.

"Y/n... it's getting chilly. We should go back to the hotel." Rindou said, reaching down to grab your shoulder and hopefully turn you back over to face him, but you only cried harder.

"Y-you like to b-break b-bones right, Rin? P-please break m-my neck." You sobbed out, still not bothering to pull your hands away from your face, and Rindou sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He was trying so hard not to focus on the little nickname you called him, and trying to focus on figuring out how they were going to get you back to your hotel room.

"Y/n, please. Don't talk like this." Ran said, still kneeling next to you and fighting to urge to reach out and run his fingers through your soft, silky hair.

"P-please. I-I have nothin' left. M'pathetic. A-ask Rin and Sanzu... they'll a-a-agree." You sobbed out, making Rindou and Sanzu, who had just climbed back up to the three of you, feel horrible for the last conversation they each had with you.

Would you be this affected by Ren's words if they hadn't said the exact same things out of anger a few days prior?

"Come on, we need to go." Sanzu urged, his voice the tiniest bit softer in hopes you'd listen, but of course that was never the case with you, and you only shook your head slightly.

"I'll carry you if you don't come with us." Ran said, playfully threatening you with his playful tone, but you freaked out and slowly got to your feet, your eyes casted at the ground, making Sanzu chuckle.

"Didn't want him to carry you that bad, eh?" Rindou asked as he tried to ease the obvious tension, though you still didn't look at him.

"I-just don't deserve it... don't deserve anything." You repeated, making the trio share another concerned look.

They knew they should be angry with you for leaving, Rindou and Sanzu especially considering he way you treated them the last time you spoke with them, but seeing you so broken, so vulnerable and lost in your own mind made everything but concern fade away within them. It's like the night you heard the air raid siren and needed to fall asleep in Sanzu's arms, only you wouldn't let them anywhere near you.

The entire ride back to your hotel room, you had spent with your knees up on the seat of the suv with your arms hugged around them while you softly cried into them. Mumbled about 's'all my fault, wanna die and the occasional, don't deserve anything,' would softly fill the silence in the vehicle.

Once back at your hotel room, you were quick to find Manjiro and the rest of Bonten idly sitting around the room, with Sarge leaning against Manjiro's legs. The white haired male eyed you cautiously, and noticed the familiar,distant look in your eyes - one that he himself had worn one too many times in his life, and he sighed.

He knew what it was like to live like that, he knew that you would be utterly useless to Bonten while being like this. He knew he should kill you, but why couldn't he bring himself to take his gun out and shoot you where you stood? That's a question he'll always be asking himself from here on out.

"M-Manjiro," you breathed out shakily, before wandering over and dropping onto your knees in front of him. "Pl-please kill me. P-please. S'all my fault."

"Y/n..." Manjiro spoke hesitantly, his eyes widening when he watched you look up at him pleadingly. "I'm not going to kill you, I have no reason t-"

"Yes you do!" You shouted suddenly, making him jump. "Y-you told me that if I was wrong about Ren, that you'd put a bullet through both our skulls!"

Fuck, he as forgotten all about his little threat to you weeks prior, and he was now regretting it. Manjiro was almost always a man of his word, so to go back on it would be very uncharacteristic of him, but he couldn't just kill off someone he considered a friend - especially in a state like this.

"I was wrong, Manjiro. I was wrong and y-you were right. H-he's a b-bad person and... he do-doesn't want me. P-please, just kill me!"

"Y/n, no. Nobody in this room is going to kill you, no matter how many times you ask. Youre not in the right headspace right now, please just try to calm down and -"

"Calm down!? You want me to calm down?!" You shrieked, slowly rising to your feet. "How the fuck am I supposed to calm down when everything I had ever known has all been one giant fucking lie!? How am I supposed to calm down knowing that my efforts to get my husband over the last three years were all for nothing!? He WATCHED me, he knew what I was doing to try and get to him, and he let me believe he was really dead because he wanted away from me!"

"He wanted out, Manjiro." You said, your tone softening slightly. "He hated me so much that he faked his death to get away from me. I'm so pathetic, I'm so useless. I don't deserve to even be speaking to you... any of you." You slowly looked around the room, sensing the tension in the air, and suddenly a thought popped up into your mind.

"That's it - that's why you won't kill me. I'm not even worth your fucking time." You said with a laugh, making Manjiro sigh and try to hold onto the sliver of patience he had left for you.

"No that's not-"

"Save it." You said, cutting him off as you walked to the bathroom. "If you won't kill me, I'll just kill myself."

The moment that declaration left your mouth, all hell broke loose.

You slammed the bathroom door shut and locked it quickly just as Sanzu had lunged to the door, Ran and Rindou quick to follow behind him as did the rest of Bonten, aside from Manjiro who was still sitting on the bed, so stunned by your actions.

"Princess! Princess open the door, don't do this." Ran's voice was barely muffle by the paper thin door, and you knew you only had a few moments to figure out what you were going to do with yourself.

You eyes scanned around the small bathroom, trying to find something, anything that you could use to take your own life, but nothing was seeming to prove useful to you, and the banging and shouting on the door just kept getting louder and louder.

It wasn't until your eyes met your reflection in the mirror, that everything around you seemed to fall silent as your mind revolted at the sight of yourself in the reflective glass. Your hair was a mess, your eyes were red and puffy, and your lashes and cheeks were stained with tears.

You're pathetic. The voice in your head sounded suspiciously like Ren's and it drove you more and more crazy with each insult that it spoke to you.

Lonely.

Useless.

Worthless!

From outside the door, all they could hear was the sound of glass breaking loudly and the trio's hearts fell into their stomachs. They had never, in a million years, felt so scared for someone's well being the way they were fearing for yours right now, and without a word, Rindou surged forward, throwing himself into the door and knocking it clean off his hinges to reveal you standing in the middle of the room, your back to them. You were o focused in your own mind, you hadn't heard anyone enter.

Your right hand was covered in blood that dripped down onto the floor, your palm was currently being shred open by the large shard of glass you were clenching in your hand, and you had it held at the base of your throat. Just as you began to dig the knife in, your arms were quickly grabbed and thrown behind you, the glass dropping to the floor and shattering as it joined the rest of its remnants.

"Fuck. Ran, help me." Rindou ordered as he struggled to hold onto your thrashing form. You were screaming curse after curse at the purple haired male for ruining your chance at what you thought was going to be your salvation.

Ran stood in front of you suddenly, he wasn't sure what he was supposed to do, so he did the only think he could think of. He reached forward, wrapping both his arms around your shoulders, making Rindou drop his hold on you, before pulling you into his warm, lanky body.

No, no stop. Is what you wanted to say to say to him, yet you couldn't. You couldn't do anything aside from sob pathetically, your body nearly going limp in his hold and you found yourself comparing the warmth of Ran to the cold touch of Ren, and you found yourself slowly starting to melt into his embrace despite the fact that you despised warm things.

"S'okay Princess, I've got you. Let it out." Ran said softly into your ear, before hooking his chin over the top of your head and looking at his brother who was watching the both of you with a solemn expression.

You weren't sure how long you two stayed like that for, with you in his embrace as you focused on his steady breathing and the warm feeling of his large hands running up and down your back soothingly. You weren't sure when the room cleared out, leaning only you and the Bonten trio, and you sure as hell were not sure as to when you passed out, exhausted from todays events, in Ran's arms.

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Hey, Melissa! Read through thoughts bc I'm super behind on the stream but there's no way I was gonna just catch up and start watching were the stream is now, absolutely had to watch this first

"hey nick! Hey nick? Before we get started can I ask a character question?"

Ted pt 2

Omg Jeff-

Fanart my beloved everyone's incredible <3

Charlotte :( hnggg

Also yes Melissa likes cats!

Paul!!

Oh yeah Melissa likes Paul doesn't she

Bill!

Yeah Bill! Call Paul out!

Yeah Paul! Call Bill out!

You see your daughter in her hey?

TED!

Okay Jesus Ted

It's... Kinda.. Sweet? In a way? That Ted doesn't want step on Paul's game and chances with Melissa. I mean considering heoves fucking other Men's wives, and as someone who's obsessed with the fact Ted sees Paul as his best friend, there's something nice about Ted saying this... Even if it's followed by him being a horny bastard and saying he can't keep it up for long

"you're a fucking idiot Paul!"

He doesn't like her bc she's a cat person? I agree with Ted, "come on Matthews!"

Paul's childhood pets were named Spot and Whiskers my god he's so fucking Normal™

"well your lost fuckhead!" "yeah, ya fuckhead"

Ted doesn't see women as something you can, it's a win!!

Oh no Freddy is going to fucking run Ted over isn't he? If he dies this soon istg-

Omg no his office is empty omg noooo

But they didn't actually say he's dead... Maybe... Maybe there's a chance-

Melissa how do you not know Paul despises musicals?

Working Boys?!

"do you like film?" "not particularly" this single handly destroyed everyone's hc that's Paul's has a special interest in movies wtf Langs I'm gonna pretend that he does like film and only said this to get out of going out with Melissa

Beanies delivers?

Emma!!

Paulkins :))

Oh poor Melissa :(

Yeah Melissa stand up for yourself!! I love you!

Oh boy I wonder what he wants to tell his wife...

He'll never be able tell his wife huh?

"don't work to hard" "I don't :)"

Oh no...

I wonder if it's Freddy or is it Melissa?

Yeah!! Melissa! Badass!

Oh god Mr Davidson why would you keep that in your office...

Paul is a good man :) I love him :)

Wow Paul really loved that dog

LANGS STOP KILLING THE DOGS :( FFS

I mean it was when he was 10 so Spot would dead by now anyway ig but COME ON

Okay wow jeez Melissa he didn't mean for the dog to die, he didn't kill the dog it was accident

Teddy Bear? I.. Don't like that...

Holy fuck wtf Melissa omg

But at least Ted's alive!!

She cut off his fingers? Melissa is the human pet guy-

Can I just say Jon's scream in response to the taser was great

The way Melissa is saying absolutely terrifying things while also saying "soft little puppy beans!"

Something about Jon "Catteson" playing Paul pretending to be a cat

Also Melissa has lost her mind like she fully thinks Paul is a cat just bc he meowed

Ignoring the irony she is right about declawing being inhumane

Melissa should know that cats don't listen well

She's leaving RUN PAUL RUN TED

"WHAT THE FUCK TED!? WHAT THE SERIOUS FUCK!?" this line has me dead and Jon's delivery is grest I will be quoting this forever

Honestly yeah piss on her couch, she deserves it

The way Ted's totally accepted that he's stuck here

Joey omfg

Why would she record it??

Emma! Omg yes Emma that's right! Emma please! Go to Melissa's house! Save them!

Okay so Melissa... Is both aware that Paul is her "cat" but also full believes he's a cat?

Yes Bill!

No Bill-!

Melissa I have a feeling your friends are gonna be freaked out by your human pets

"w e n e e d h e l p"

Yeah ofc they don't care

There's a community of ppl in hatchetfield that all have human pets

Ted you fucking horny bastard-

TED THIS IS YOUR CHANCE YOU CAN FUCK OTHER WOMEN LATER WHEN YOU ESCAPE THE TREAT PROBABLY ISN'T GONNA BE SEX ANYWAY YOU DUMBASS

"if you go near that door I will bark at you! I swear to god I will bark at you Paul!" this is another line I'll be quoting a lot

Please the Scooby Doo impression

Ya know... I don't actually think this is considered a treat for dogs...

Goddammit Ted's alive again

"you don't want to get another dog killed do you?" is so. So bad. Like Paul already feels terrible for accidentally getting a dog killed when he was young and now I can't imagine how he feels partially being the reason Ted's dead... And then Melissa saying this, like obviously everything she's done up to this point is worse but like goddamn the psychological hurt

BILL!!!

Bill.... Daddy.. No..

PLZ NO GIRLS DONT NOT BILL NOT BILL PLEASE

PAUL!!!

Bill you dumbass-

NO OFC A CAR WOULD HIT PAUL

A gun?

FREDDY?? I CAN'T BELIEVE HE'S THE FUCKING HERO!? Also good job Melissa you forgot to kill him

HE'S APART OF THE FBI???

The Kitty Cat Club?

Okay come on you didn't have to saw paw

13?

Paul let it go she deserves to feel bad for this if nothing else

SHE'S GONE? HOW?

Paul- Paul- PAUL WHAT DID YOU DO

PAUL YES SHE IS A MONSTER SHE KILLED 13 PEOPLE YOU LITERALLY SAW HER KILL TED SHE WAS GOING TO KILL YOU TOO

PAUL WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU

"love comes in all forms"