#Emoton: hate

[archive-of-ire]

Pt: Bradhateaccesoric :end pt

BRADHATEACCESORIC

This gender is when you relate on hating the character Brad so much, you wanted to make or have accessories and clothing to express it

[hyunrun]

my dad is so cute he saw me struggling w psych exam prep and I'm gonna do psych in uni so he sat me down and let me know that I can change my mind any time :( and that he'll support me even if I decide I wanna scrap my degree and do something else as long as I put my full conviction and effort towards it

[cinnamostar]

well I’ll be traveling this next week so hyunjin series will not be getting an update during that time since I won’t have my pc w me buuuut I’m gonna try a hand at writing mini drabbles on my phone maybe! we will seee

[mxflowercheck]

Michael&Tilly headcanons time!!!

Michael sometimes braided Tilly's hair, because she actually likes curly hair and how it can be styled but her was too short at the time

After particularly shitty shifts they sit on Tilly's bed and eat cookies/ice cream/etc from one package. Tilly always takes the broken cookies, Michael always deals with packaging after 'cause Tilly hates throwing it away - she somehow manages to get her hands sticky every time

Tilly is the only one with who Michael allows herself to say things like "So, if we change the...the...that thing here" 'cause she knows Tilly will casually remind her the word and continue listening. And when Tilly can't verbalise her thoughts, Michael somehow gets what she what to say

Definitely use tonetags with each other and comm a lot. like A LOT

Michael's favourite concept is sending a pic/quote/etc with "us / you / me". she does it a lot, she finds it's easier to express emotons like this

Sensory issues buddies!! they have a lot in common in that aspect i think

Review each other's reports with snarky comments

One morning Stamets came to Engineering early and found them asleep on the floor in the corner. Michael was sitting next to wall, her PADD still in her hands, and Tilly's head was lying on her knees, PADD right in front of her. He called Hugh to wake them up.

[wingzie]

UK Army and Vibe

I have been asked about this a few times, so I thought that I would explain fully: Back when Vibe was first released, a screenshot was posted where Dynamite was high in the UK Apple Streaming list. This promoted a certain part of the fandom to lash out. They misunderstood the screenshot to be from iTunes, not the Apple streaming service. This is a separate thing entirely and, during each new release, Dynamite rises in streams. Sadly, anyone who tried to explain this difference got attacked or branded an anti. It was brutal.

The way this moved so quickly was terrifying. I had friends who I’ve known for years suddenly turn on me, because they truly believed that we had planned to sabotage Jimin behind the scenes. No matter what I said. No matter what screenshots I sent. They did not believe me. They got swept up in a wave of angry emotions and it blinded them. To make matters worse, a K-Army account translated what we had apparently done. However, for reasons I still don’t understand, they included an accusation that UK Army had stolen money from Vibe funds and used it for Dynamite instead. This accusation literally came out of nowhere and made tensions heighten. A translator account then re-translated the Korean post back into English, because they believed them without evidence. It was all a lie. When I was little, I used to watch the tv series Charmed. I have never wanted Piper’s time stopping powers so much in my life. I just wanted all the fighting to stop and for them to listen to what we were saying. When this was first happening, I was on my way to a local supermarket. This journey is only ten minutes walking time. When I left my home, everything was normal. In those ten minutes, absolute chaos had happened.I can only imagine what the staff there thought of me as I stood by the fruit section furiously typing on my phone for a good fifteen minutes. Each new tweet I saw or message I got, just made things worse. Thankfully K-Army eventually understood that they were mistaken and that they had actually added to the misunderstanding themselves. This prompted them to use a hashtag saying sorry to the fish and chip Army (us) and they also encouraged us to “keep swimming” (streaming).

The event was quickly forgotten as much as it began. But personally it was a few hours of absolute hell. The week after, it was announced that Jimin charted high in the UK. We went from being sent death threats to being labelled as heroes in a matter of days. I have experienced this sudden hate a few times before and I imagine that it will happen again. Some of my friends finally spoke to me again and some refused, being too stubborn or proud to admit that they were wrong.  To them, I probably still am an anti because I refused to follow everyone elses emotons or believes. I used reason and logic against lies and heresay. However, it won’t change my stance on anything though. I will keep streaming and loving. I just ask that sometimes you might need to take a step back or to fully listen to someone when they ask you to. 

[the-evil-pizza]

the main discussion really should be about how to silence the terfs from harming more women just minding their business doing sports. the safety of trans women should be top priority! So it always felt wrong in my opinion that everyone was also piling on on a woman's who's biggest crime was being rude and crying (things she later apologized for, also) ((not to mention INSANE that people called that crying emotional manipulation. the people in the ''i cry making a phonecall'' website think that crying when you're knockout in 40 seconds in front of the world would not get an emotonal reaction?))

Anyway, she should have not been part of the conversation to begin with, this should have been from the start completely about miss Khelif and the hate she was getting from insane people

[venting-dont-like-it-dont-follow]

my shoulder hurts and it's making me angry. people aren't responding and it's making me angry. my music doesn't feel right and it's making me angry. people are downstairs and they are talking anf it's making me angry. my breathing is too loud and it's making me angry. people aren't giving me attention and it's making me angry. i'm angry and it's making me angry. this bout to be my make or break. nah kidding. i wouldn't do that to him. this post isn't aimed at anyone i just feel like i'm losing my mind and writing it out always helpes. me. it's like 1 big outlet for all of my feelingss and emotions. just working trough them one by one. im not sure why im so irritated all the flipping time. or at anything. i asked mods in a friend server to yime me out cuase i wasnt sure if id snap. and noe im just venting everthing here in the case that it helps. because i dont want to snap. so instead im leetting it all out in one big text post. i hate what you did to e Pelle. i hte what you fucing didi to me. do you understand how you've ruined my fucking body. do you understand how violated i felt. mom do you understand that you pushed me until i broke and then you kept pushing. you broke me. always expecting more, never letting me get rest. you wanted to do whats right. but it wasnt working. dad you were emotonally absent at best an d downright abusive at worst. pascal. youve ever beliueved in me from the start. always doubting me and telling me my depression was fake and for attention. do you know a couple of the scars on my keg are cause of you. hope you are proud. alex. your great. but you never listen and always talk. im sorry im the only one that listens but doesnt men that you cant or dont have to listen to me. thats not how it works. Noa. fuck you for ruining whatever a friendship was supposed to mean. ive never dared to make friends with anyone or a long time since i met you. i hope you rhink about me with fucking regret for how you treated me. do you understand that ive looked at you wih disdain for ever entering my life. the 1st person to ever show me fucking kindenss and it was out of goddamn oity. fuck you. i wanted to thros and pull you from that fucking bike back when i saw you years ago. Tamara. youre stupid for expecting me to just do everything you say. im not a dog and im not a slave. im sick of people telling me how to live my life, who to interact with. and wwho i need to be. the only one ive truly and wholly forgiven is my qpp. cause he fucking showed compassion evenw hen we were on bad terms. and we repaired it bit by bit. and god i relaise im broken. im a shell of a person but fuck. im alive but i dont know i i'm living you nknow. and who fucking knows. none of this might make sense and i might just be causeing a big ruckus ffor nothing. kinda wanna put thi on on my maina ccount but i wont. anbd lastly. fuck you . yeah. fuck me. becaue i let people wall all over me and convince me of whats right and wrong or months. fuck this. ugh. i think im don ater abusing my keyboard ot a good 12 minutess. that., does oddly feel better actually. nive

[jjcocker]

i dont ever wanna feel emotons becayse when I do i turn into thsi I fuckignHATE EVEYRTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!EVERYTHING I SAY HERE RN DOES NOY REFLECTYM ACTUAL THOUGHTS IM JUST REALLY FUCKINH MAD. NO OEN TALK TO ME FUCK OFF AND EGT FUCKED SOMEWHERE I HATE MYSLRLG WHY AM ICRYING OVER THIS FUCK ME FUKF MY LFIE FUCJ YOU I HOOPE YKUNEVER SEE PEACE AGAIN WHO AM.I EEVN TALKGIN TO PLEASE IGNROE ME IM SOFFUKIGN IMAMTURE ILL NEVER BE A REAL MATURE PERSO EVER IM A STHLID PETTY KID ABD KT EVEN IN THE VIDY KF OBE ABYNKRE J HATE YKU AML NI U DIBT JM SKRRRH UN S FUCNJGB MAD IM SORRY AGAIB I HATE THIS SHIT U HOOE EVERYONE DIES RJGHT FYFJING BIW IIM SORRY FOT EVER FEELING MAD AND ANDGYR I DOTN KNOW WJY IM CRYINH ON FUCKINH TUMBLR UT I AM BECAHSE IM A LETTY STUOUD FYFKIBG JID ABD AKL IDO US WHINE AVOUT EVEYRHTING I HAET EVERYONE I CSNT DO ANYTHING RUFGT IN A PETTY TYFKING KID IN LITERALLY THEOWING A RYFKIBG TANTTRYN OVER THIS SHIT VECAUSE UN A OETTY GYFJIBG DYMVASS XHUKD U GATE TBUS UN SKRRY UMSKRRYKSURMDKGKEJGKEGWKGKNENGMGNMDKHKKRKHKEKGKEKGKEKKGKEKRLGKEKHLRLKG

[smulnsander]

I fucking hate being the only 1 who can make art of my ocs so many emotonal little scenes I need in at least a messy sketch but I'm only one man with a ful/part time job

[hotdamnhunnam]

Can I request for Raymond Smith these please? :)

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Thanks for your request for my Emoji Fic Fest! 💗

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Beach Balls

Pairing: Raymond Smith x F!Reader Warnings: smut, swearing, sex on the beach, public-ish (brief reference assuming there’s an audience) Word Count: ~1.3k Emoji Prompt: 👩‍🍳🏖🔮 (key words are in bold)

He’s giving you his bitch, please face.

You’re giving him your beach, please face, because Ray’s aversion to beaches is honestly such a disgrace. His OCD ass really needs to get over his hatred of salt in his slicked hair and fine grains of sand stuck all over the place.

You’ve stepped out of the kitchen with something hot clutched in your hands as you come to join him on the couch. He’s a grump and a grouch. Yet be that as it may, by the end of the day, your goal is to take him to the shore and you’re certain it’s not out of reach.

He repeats himself loud and clear, same shit you always hear. “I am not going to the beach.”

“I knew you would say no. I baked your favorite tart to tempt you though. It’s ginger peach.”

He can tell, by the comforting smell, blend of butter and sugar and spice absolutely divine. “You’re too kind. But do you really think baked goods will change my mind?”

“Baked goods and something else perhaps…” you purr as you settle in place straddling his lap. You know exactly how to get your man to fall into your trap. “Remember when we went to see that fortuneteller just for kicks, her crystal ball declared that I’m the only weakness in your fortress? That I’d always find the holes in your resolve and get your brick walls to collapse?”

He does remember as it had been pretty recent. Just the other weekend. And indeed once Raymond feels the heat of you that always hits him in his crotch and in his heart, hotter than this freshly baked tart… he worries his resistance is already weakened.

And you can sense it too, the way he melts for you, as you proceed to feed your man a big forkful of flaky crust and sweet syrupy peach. You whisper words into his ear sure to paint pictures in his head that fucking stick. You’ve always known what makes him tick. “I want to fuck you on the beach. Wet sand beneath and blazing sun above, as we make hot passionate love, waves crashing all around us while you pound this cunt with that big fucking dick.”

Of course it works—he groans around the peachy mouthful that you fed him and you flash a wicked smirk, as you pull out the sticky fork. Crumbs of the crust and traces of the fruity filling are still clinging to the tines and your tongue cleans them off with a sensuous lick.

You knew that shit would do the trick. Especially now as you level up your game by dealing his alpha male pride a playful little kick. “But I’m not sure you’ve got the balls to do the dirty out in public.”

Ray gulps down his bite of tart and then glares up at you appalled. He will not stand for such an insult, not at all. “You of all people should know better than to doubt my fucking balls.”

You shrug and roll your eyes, grinding down on the bulge between his thighs. “The closest that you’ve ever come to fucking me in public was a private bathroom stall. Or in my office with the door locked but that doesn’t count as public just because we could hear voices in the halls.”

“Bitch are you really testing me?”

At that you get up off his lap and casually head toward the door with tart in hand and grab your beach bag, which you had already packed. Wink back at him suggestively. “I guess we’ll see.”

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“Is this public enough for you?”

He says it in a huff—grating and gruff, the brush of his beard ever coarser now that salt and sand have stuck into the scruff. You’re both sharply aware that others may be watching and no doubt loving the view. It’s not as if you’re putting on a show on purpose for the world to watch you two, but there’s just such a thrill in knowing passing strangers could stroll by and see your man’s bare backside thrusting viciously while he’s on top of you.

It’s obvious that Ray still hates this place. Clear from the gritting of his teeth and from the grimace creasing up his sweat-streaked face. He hates the scrape of sand beneath you and the brutal beating of the sun above you. But you love when there’s a little bit of hatred in the way that he makes love to you.

Never towards you, of course—rather towards what you make him feel and make him do, which is a whole lot fucking worse. Your presence in his life is such a blessing yet your power over him is such a curse.

For someone so extremely self-possessed, so serious about control that he is honestly obsessed, it’s quite unsettling how readily he lets you take the reins and make him yours.

He steals back some of that control by owning all your holes with feral fucking force.

You haven’t yet answered his question as to whether this beach is public enough for you. Too breathless from just how epic the sex is but when Raymond cups your jaw your eyes flit open and you read answer me slut in his ferocious gaze of blue. You love the way he has no need for words to tell you what to do.

“Mmm, just enough,” you tell him blissfully as his thick cock plows into you savage and rough. He’s always much more than enough but you still want to act as if you won this game you came to play. “Just fuck me on this beach all day. I always knew you had the balls, Ray.”

He shoves deeper into your soaking wet core with a low grunt. Down to the hilt, making you gasp from being so perfectly filled. “You like the feeling of these big huge fucking balls slapping against your slutty cunt? Just like you want?”

“Fuck yes, sir…” you shout out loud enough for all the world to hear it as you hit the heights of pleasure. Fall to pieces as his shaft rails you to bits, and as his skillful fingers tease against your clit, applying just the perfect pressure.

“Take it all,” he growls as his sack tightens and stiff cock begins to powerfully convulse, racing the rhythm of your pulse, all set to paint your inner walls. His lip curls up against your ear in a demanding fucking snarl. “Take all the cum from these big fucking balls, you dirty little girl.”

Oh yes you fucking will, take everything he has to fill, and you will proudly let this man drill you in front of all the world.

He’s more than just a little proud too. Your shameless and openness and riskiness, when it comes to delicious frisky business, is just one of countless things he loves about you.

Raymond Smith is now a much kinkier bastard than he ever was without you.

By the time he’s thoroughly flooded your tight pussy, you’re both sprawled out on the sand loosely, savoring the sensation of his meat inside your heat all slick and juicy. When he at last slides out of you his cum drips out and paints a pearly path across the sand beneath the space between your legs. You’re both reduced to fucking wrecks.

Then as you cuddle through the sun-kissed afterglow, he glances over at the partly eaten peach dessert you’d brought and asks you something he just has to know. “What was even the point of the tart if your plan was to tempt me with sex?”

You smile and give him the innocent answer he probably expects. “Just to butter you up a bit. Knew you would love it.”

Don’t tell him just yet that this tart filled with peach also serves some less innocent subtext: now that your man has finally fucked your pussy on the beach… you’ll soon ask him if he wants to fuck your peach next.

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[llycaons]

the way jc fans will talk its like jfm not looking at jc while praising him is worse than being attacked as a child by wild dogs, years of starvation, being told by the adults in your life that they hate you and you should sacrifice your life for your siblings because you're not good for anything else, a lifetime of brutality and contempt because of who your parents were, being tortured to death, being a political prisoner in a work camp as a TODDLER...like jc has definitely suffered and borne terrible things and its tragic and unfair and I absolutely do not want to minimize the emotonal neglect but have some goddamn perspective. he's hardly a victim of wwx and the way people talk I feel like I have to clarify he's not a victim of the politically and martially powerless wen remnants or the 4 year old either

[tianshanism2]

AUs (alternate universe)

MASTERLIST

orange tulips by sunshinsou

Mo Guan Shan takes over his mother's flower shop. It's not what he's been dreaming of, but he doesn't hate it either. The more time he spends working there, the more he actually enjoys it. He's got a lot more freedom, being self-employed. Things he wouldn't have been able to do, if he got a different job. Things such as; insulting a certain customer, denying him all his requests, and getting tattooed by him during one of his weaker moments.

Good thing, there is a tattoo parlor, that just opened up, right across the street. And as luck would have it, its owner is not only incredibly handsome, but also a gigantic dick, who seems a bit too interested in buying a certain type of orange flowers... more or less regularly.

catharsis by powerandpathos

He Tian arches a brow. ‘And do we… hold hands for this?’

‘You got a problem with it?’

‘I’ve paid a sex worker to help me with my emotonal impotency,’ says He Tian dryly. ‘I think I can manage a little hand holding.’

Knotted Up by lemonysharkbait

Bodyguard!Mo Guan Shan has a unique arrangement with his underworld boss.

silence is compliance (chapter 1) by fayre

Guan Shan (China’s biggest movie star) and He Tian (his head bodyguard) in the car on the way to an awards ceremony.

nail house by powerandpathos

‘God,’ Guan Shan mutters. He pushes himself up onto his elbows. His thighs are still trembling, and he rolls his ankles. ‘You fuckin’ love control, don’t you?’

He Tian sits back on his haunches. ‘Have you seen my family?’

‘I don’t wanna talk about your family right now.’ Guan Shan huffs. ‘Bet you can’t fuckin’ stand that I have to drive you about, right?’

‘I got used to it. It’s a shame the car isn’t a manual. I’ve enjoyed seeing your hand around the gear stick.’

Court game by vcent

Maybe it’s the way He Tian’s voice only lowers one octave for him when he gets too close to the redhead, or He Tian's warm presence looming over him in the corner of the room like they’re alone and not in the middle of the locker rooms packed with the whole team. Maybe it’s just the fact that they’ve been at it for longer than Mo wants to admit and whatever they have going on has carved an space in his life. Maybe it’s all of those things.

"Stay after the game".

"Only if you win", Mo whispers.

Another Scar by meupclose

He Tian finds Mo injured on the couch and has some introspection on what it actually means to keep Mo Guan Shan protected.

Morning Glow by vcent

After months of push and pull with the football team captain, He Tian and Mo finally resolved the sexual tension between them. But, in the morning after, could there be more to it?

Found in Translation by mgsdays (regencyaus)

They meet on a train, going past a rural area in China. He Tian's feeling disillusioned with his brother and is running from the business meeting he's supposed to be in in Shanghai, and that's about the time the hot redhead enters the train car and sits opposite him, murmured 'scuse me falling quietly from his lips.

professor, confessor, teller of all by a_tian

Jian Yi and Zhan Zhengxi can agree that their professors are like the sun and moon of the social sciences department. Professor Mo is stubborn, fierce, and completely anti-establishment despite being hired at a private university. Professor He, on the other hand, is soothing and polite, getting along with everyone and never making a fuss.

The only thing they have in common is that they’re both married.

Hello stranger by Miharo

There you were, and I was instantly captivated.

unstoppable force // immovable object by welcome2atlantis

Mo Guanshan's latest contractual obligation is He Tian, mafia brat and resident pain in the ass. Only, it's less Mo working security, and more Mo playing nanny and trying to out stubborn his client.

He Came Along by lemonysharkbait

He Tian is a rancher in 1800s America who meets redheaded British noble Mo Guan Shan.

knead by figglypudding

An old wound leads Mo to a spa on doctor’s orders. His experience is anything but relaxing.

Stormy Weather by bachtoreality

The boys being on the run- from He Tian's family and the law.

[lora-flora]

Someone call me a sniper and kill me I hate this I hate fucking hormones and emotons

[faggvert]

hate emotons. i get theem and i do not know why. never eundersTnd whyats going on and i donnit likejg it!! i just felt and onexplocable rage wash ifver me and i dontnwknow why or even if im actially mad or ira osmething else.

[random-french-girl]

cannot-escape-cpge replied to your post: Hey! It's been a long time and I need to not think...

cara x emotons is the real otp of this show lol

it’s a true hateship...cause she hates having them...

[incblackbird]

anxiety and sexual kinks are linked

while lying in bed this morning I was musing on the fact that a lot of the things that scare me turn me on. To give an example: I’m very big on objectification (especially combined with slavery) and at the same time the things that scare me tend to be the objectification/dehumanisation of people. I have my issues with executions for moral reasons but they generally don’t “scare” me, they just make me emotonal but the type of execution that does scare me is by guillotine. This is partially because of the decapitation factor, which in itself is a form of dehumanisation, literally cutting the head off, the part where the person resides in (serial killers who decapited have stated that this is the reason they did it) but also to make it mechanical, the fact that someone created a machine to mechanically cut someone in two, not to mention the connection with the french revolution, where they literally lined people up to be killed because they were aristocrats, not recognizing that they were still humans (sjw, take a hint from this tbh, cause your dehumanisation of entire groups of people based on their gender, skincolor, sexuality... reminds me way too much of this) everything about the guillotine screams dehumanisation and it scares the living hell out of me. And yes I know it’s way less painless than most other methods of execution, not to mention that I know a lot about torture methods as well, but this is not a rational thing, it’s purely instinctual fear. I have watched the most gruesome horror movies you can imagine cause I tend to try and search out my limits of shock, and I still have more trouble watching a scene where someone gets guillotined over an elaborate torture scene. Papillion is a more upsetting movie to me than hostel is. And Yet, my sexual fantasies continue to go to being used as a mere object, to not be acknowledged as a human being at all. I thought this was quite interesting so I went in search online for an explanation of why my fears also turn me on. And I came across a very interesting article (https://thephilosophersmail.com/relationships/what-do-the-things-that-turn-us-on-mean-a-brief-theory-of-sexual-excitement/) The article suggests that the things that turn us on can be related to our anxieties. In the context of my own experiences this makes a whole lot of sense to me. My anxiety about being independent and taking care of myself while feeling like I continuely fail on that front are a big part of why made me need serious therapy. I’d have panic attacks after a bill arrived in the mail and not dare to open it, I wouldn’t dare to go anywhere alone, i’d be afraid of any decision making that was of any significance for my (or god forbid somebody else’) future. So to be turned on by imagening to be a slave who has not make no decisions whatsoever seems to make a lot lot more sense when viewed in this context. The objectification part might have something to do with my fear of being unloved, undesirable, abandoned... that one is less clear to me but either way this article cleared up some questions for me that I’ve been struggling with for a long time, because I also hate unanswered questions. I”m thinking there might be more people who struggle with these questions in the thramsay tag so that’s why i’m posting it here.