#Just watch the intro and you'll understand

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[cherrystaineddoll]

𝓙ournaling tips 🧁☆

don't let social media be your only archive

first off, why should you start a journal?

not only is journaling a fun hobby that will keep you away from your phone for a while, it also helps you with getting to know yourself more, understanding your feelings and working on them. it is a way to keep your thoughts and memories written on paper forever for you to reread once you're older, and maybe you'll laugh at what seemed so important back then. personally, i have kept journals and diaries ever since i knew how to write, and trust me, it's worth it.

there isn't a specific way in which you should or shouldn't journal: after all, it is your space, and you get to choose how to organize it. but if you're feeling lost and don't know how to start, i can give you some ideas.

first off, pick out a journal and decorate it. you can paint it, cover it with stickers or fun colored paper, mark it with lip stains, or whatever you want. just have fun with it, and make it cute, that way you'll be even more inspired to write in it.

and now.. what do you write?

✩ the basics.

❥︎ " about me" page. who are you? what are your favourite traits in yourself, and what do you want to change? what do you like doing? what are your favourite things? your fav movies, books, shows, songs, etc. what makes you you?

❥︎ bucket lists. places you want to visit, things you want to do this summer, things you want to accomplish in a specific time, a to do list for each month and year, things you want to do with your friends, books to read, movies/ tv shows to watch, experiences you want to have, etc.

❥︎ wishlists. whether it's products, clothes, or non material things.

❥︎ quotes. things that speak to you, that motivate you or that you think resonate with you, who you are and who you want to be. scraps of some of your favourite books, poetry, a movie, or maybe just something you found on pinterest.

❥︎ goals and dreams. write down everything you want to achieve, even your wildest dreams that you think are unrealistic. plan out your dream life, you dream house, the person you want to be, and start to think of it as something that is not so impossible after all.

❥︎ affirmations. little daily reminders to keep you positive and motivated.

❥︎ letters. a letter to your future self, to your younger self, to your future kids, or to people in your life (friends, family, or even people you despise) to whom you can't say these things directly. maybe one day you'll send them.

❥︎ your playlists. your favourite artists, favourite songs of the moment, favourite lyrics, or your receiptify.

❥︎ movie & book ratings. after you watch or read anything, try to write a very detailed and in depth review of why you liked or disliked that specific thing, give it stars, etc.

❥︎ people you care about. a little intro to all your favourite people: friends, family, or even your pet. why you like them, how you met, your favourite traits about them.

❥︎ dreams. as in the dreams you have when you're sleeping. writing them down helps remembering more dreams in the long run, and you can also try to analyze them to find out your fears and ambitions through your subconscious.

❥︎ compliments. things that people said to you that warmed your heart, positive things you think about some people that you haven't said to them yet and compliments you wish to receive more.

❥︎ things that make you happy. every day, or week, try to find some things that made your day a bit better, even if it's small or "meaningless" things, try to practice gratitude and appreciate more the little joys in life.

❥︎ the people you look up to. whether it's someone you know in real life or a celebrity, write down what you admire about them, what aspects of their life or personality you want to include more in yours, and why they inspire you. or if you're jealous of someone, try to understand what is it that they have and you don't, to know what you really want.

❥︎ questions to your future self. it can be a couple months from now, or 10 years. just imagine how fun it will be to answer them once it's time, and look back on what the past version of yourself wanted to achieve and how they imagined you.

❥︎ habits. things that you wanna let go of, and others that you want to implement more into your life.

other than doing all the fun little pages, another thing that you should try doing is just writing down all your feelings. it doesn't necessary need to be a daily thing, i mean sure, you can do daily reports of things that happened, drama etc., but mostly just write when you need it, even if it's repetitive. especially when you're upset, writing down what made you sad and how you feel in that moment really helps you to feel better. whenever i'm anxious, or sad, i take out my little bedazzled journal and i start writing until my hand hurts about everything that's going wrong in that moment, and once i'm done i usually feel much more relieved. things that are left unsaid or unwritten only create a burden on yourself that becomes really hard to get rid of after a while, so it's important to let it all out when you need it. it helps you to organize all the messy thoughts in your head and remember how you felt in the past, so you can find patterns and connections that lead to the same feelings, to understand better their roots and meaning and start a healing journey.

other than just writing down everything you're feeling whenever you need it, to do a deeper analysis on yourself, especially those parts that you keep hidden and refuse to acknowledge, you can try doing shadow work. by answering some questions, you can bring out the truths that maybe you've ignored all this time because it felt easier to do so than facing them, and once you do, you can begin to understand yourself to a deeper level

some prompts☆

❥︎ who are you when no one is watching?

❥︎ what parts of yourself are you afraid to show others, and afraid that they will discover them? why?

❥︎ what are your biggest fears?

❥︎ what is the biggest lie you have told yourself? and the biggest lie you've told someone else?

❥︎ what are you ashamed of in yourself?

❥︎ what are you avoiding?

❥︎ how do you deal with your emotions?

❥︎ what do you need to let go of?

❥︎ what makes you feel jealous?

❥︎ what are your best and worst qualities?

❥︎ what are your core values?

❥︎ what makes you feel good?

❥︎ what is your definition of success? and failure?

❥︎ how do you define love?

❥︎ what would you do and who would you be if you weren't afraid or anxious? if there wasn't anything holding you back?

❥︎ what traits do you judge in others? why? do you think some of those traits reflect something within yourself?

❥︎ what patterns and behaviours from your parents/caregivers do you replicate in your own life?

❥︎ how do you respond when you make a mistake or fail at something?

a reminder: write for yourself, and not as if someone else was going to read. i promise that your journal won't think you're a loser if you talk about you emotions freely. i struggle with that too sometimes, but it's important that you remain honest with yourself, or the whole thing loses its purpose.

i hope that this helped with starting out your healing journey through journaling, but remember that ultimately it is up to you to decide how to organize it and go through with it!! after all, it is your personal journey

[wonryllis]

HOLD YOUR BREATH : ENHYPEN HYUNG LINE SMUT DRABBLES EVENT (M)

𝖭𝖮𝖶 𝖯𝖫𝖠𝖸𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁, 𝗂'𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾. 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁. 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗐. ──𝑏𝑦 𝖢𝖧𝖠𝖲𝖤 𝖠𝖳𝖫𝖠𝖭𝖳𝖨𝖢

INTRO, doing this to help my writer's block but we'll ignore that hehe. take it as a new year present .. just request, sit back & enjoy ^^

RULES, send in the prompts along with the member you want. maximum 2 prompts are allowed per request and one prompt will only be written once as in if the prompt has been requested for already it will no longer be available anymore. you may expand a little and add tiny bits of au/trope/kink you want, i'll try to write it that way but if not please understand. there are some things i do/don't write about so please check it here before you send the req (it's at the very end of the post!)

STRICTLY, a smut event so i don't want any minors lurking around MDNI!! each drabble will be anywhere between 400-1000, you MAY request threesome and if i find it hot i'll do it!

TAGLIST & MASTERLIST, you can also ask to be added to the event taglist so that you'll be notified on each piece. as for the pieces, once posted you can find them in my regular masterlist under the file 004 PG-18 section.

PROMPTS ARE LISTED BELOW! (they all belong to @/loveisanimaginarydagger3000)

NOTE ! ON HOLD as of now. DRABBLES POSTED ! 1/17.

“that’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl.” POSTED

“is this ok?” as they stare up at you from in between your legs.

“do that again- shit, just like that, right there.”

“spread your legs baby, that’s it… wider.”

when they murmur pure filth into your ear while they’re touching you.

fucking someone so good that they struggle to kiss you back. POSTED

“on your knees.” while their fingers thread through your hair, guiding you onto the floor.

smirking into a kiss/against your skin when you whimper at their touch.

“my little slut to ruin.”

pulling them closer by the collar of their shirt or their belt.

“you’re in no position to tease baby, remember that.”

“this is wrong.” “so wrong.” while continuing to pull at each others clothes, mind fogged with nothing but lust and arousal.

“look at me. i want to watch you come on my fingers/cock.”

“yeah?” they say with a hint of teasing to their tone, “and what if i do this?” they say, changing their rhythm slightly and hitting your weak spot.

sighing softly at the shell of your ear so you can hear how much you affect them.

“behave, i wouldn’t want to have to punish you now.”

“can’t you handle it, baby?” “i can-fuck, i can handle it.”

“if you want something, you have to use your words.”

“i bet they can’t fuck you like i can.”

wrapping their fingers around your wrist and guiding you to where they desperately need you.

“remember who’s in charge here baby, i’d choose your next words carefully.”

“act like a brat and i’ll treat you like a brat.”

“i’m sorry, what was that? i couldn’t hear you over all the noise you were making.”

“don’t be shy baby, i love the way you moan my name.”

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[moon-ttokki-x]

hihi can i request 66 w/ Jisung? Kind like crack were you are both dead sick or smth? anyway have a great day/sleep (๑>◡<๑) ur write is to die for btw

— anon 🐣📎

hihi yes you can~ sorry this took a while to post lol, lots of wips. aww thank you, giggling n kicking my feet rn <3 here you gooooo my little chick paperclip anon lol

hot soup - sick bf!han jisung x sick!reader

pairing: sick bf!han jisung x sick!reader

summary: you're suffering with jisung through a cold (that he gave to you)

genre: fluffy to the max, idol! au, this is honestly just crack, sick lil jisungie and reader

a/n: han would be the type of make funny noises when his nose is bunged up don't even try to change my mind

"You do it."

"No, you."

"I did it last time."

Jisung groans and heaves himself upright, tissues falling off the sofa like a mini avalanche. He sluggishly gets up and drags himself to the coffee table for the remote control, pressing the select button to play the next episode of the kdrama you're both watching.

He sniffs and flops back down on the couch next to you, groaning as the intro begins to play for the umpteenth time. "Y/n?"

His nose is bunged up so it sounds funny when he talks, and your voice is no better as you respond. "Mmm.."

"I'm hungry."

You whine and roll over, burying your face in the blanket. Jisung adjusts himself so you're lying on his chest, cuddled in each others' arms. Blankets swamp both of your bodies, so that if anyone were to look at both of you, they would see just a large lump of fabric. A very sniffly, sick, snotty lump of fabric at that.

You groan and let out an ungraceful sneeze, almost projecting yourself off the sofa. Jisung closes his eyes, mildly put out.

"I don't wanna get up," you sigh, burying your face back in his chest. He smells warm, the skin radiating feverish heat through the material of his hoodie, and the faint, spiced smell of vapour rub hangs distinctly in the air. Not that it seems to be helping. "But I'm hungry as well. What should we make?"

Jisung doesn't even have to open his mouth before you both agree on soup. There's a large pot in the fridge, courtesy of a disgusted Minho, who packed a bag and refused to return to the dorm until both of you were better.

The pot is about half full- you lift it with almost shaky arms and place it on the stove, switching on the heat. Jisung stands beside you as you begin to stir, watching how the chicken shreds and green onions spin in a mesmerising circle. Little oil bubbles rest on the top of the liquid, simmering deliciously as the soup heats up, and by the time it's ready, both of you are salivating.

You ladle half of the pot into each bowl and hand one to Jisung, who reaches into a drawer for a pair of chopsticks. You pause and watch as he sleepily dips them into the soup, clearly too dazed and ill-ridden to understand his amusing actions.

"Sungie," you croak, trying not to laugh. "It's soup."

"Mhm.."

"No," you correct him, "You can't eat soup with chopsticks..."

He blinks, once. Then twice. And then, very slowly, he adjusts his grip on the chopsticks and continue dipping them into the soup, bringing them to his mouth to lick off what little broth remains on the utensils.

You sigh and bring a spoonful of the hot, nourishing liquid to your mouth and groan as its warmth saturates the inside of your mouth, instantly comforting. You'll have to remember to thank Minho later, and maybe ask for the soup recipe too, so you can make it when you're not feeling so sick in the future.

You climb with some difficulty onto the counter and continue ladling the soup into your mouth while Jisung stands, sock-footed on the tiles, sluggishly licking broth off his chopsticks. You tilt your head at him.

"I still don't understand why you're doing that," you say quietly, letting the steam from your bowl soothe the congestion in your sinuses.

"Because," Jisung croaks. "My throat hurts and swallowing feels icky to me."

"That soup will be ice cold by the time you finally get to the bottom of it. That is, if you even make it that far. Go to sleep."

He whines and sets the bowl down, taking a plate from the dishrack to cover it. "You're telling me to sleep as if you don't look like a walking zombie yourself..."

You huff and kick him lightly in the stomach, swinging your legs off the counter. "I wouldn't be a walking zombie if you didn't get me sick in the first place, Sung."

"It wasn't my fault-"

"Yes it was," you croak, pointing an accusatory finger at him. "You kept me here all night cuddling without telling me you were sick."

He pouts. "But I wanted to be with you."

"So you purposely got me sick, is what you're saying."

Jisung looks away, a tired smirk making its way onto his features. "I just wanted to spend some time with my beautiful walking zombie baby. Can you blame me?"

You throw your spoon at him. "Han Jisung."

He ducks just in time, the spoon clattering to the floor. "Okay, okay, relax. I didn't know apocalyptic monsters were so temperamental..."

"Shut up and finish your soup."

"Okay, sorry."

a/n: i want soup so bad rn

[scoupsakakitty]

Hi can you write about the 14th member who moved from another country to join SEVENTEEN, and they’re dealing with major homesickness? Maybe one of the members notices and tries to help?

Homesick | Seventeen x 14thMember | fluff

Y/N sat in the practice room, staring at her phone screen. A picture of her parents filled the display, taken the last time she visited home. It had been so long. Too long.

She sighed, hugging her knees to her chest. Seungkwan, who had been watching her for a while, finally sat down next to her.

"Are you okay?" he asked gently.

Y/N forced a small smile. "Yeah... just thinking."

Seungkwan frowned. "Thinking or missing home?"

She looked away, not wanting to admit it. But Seungkwan knew. He always knew.

"You're leaving for your concert soon, right?" he continued. "That must be exciting!"

Y/N nodded. "It is. But... I'll be alone. You guys will all be here in Korea."

Seungkwan hesitated for a second before grinning. "You'll do amazing. And we’ll support you, no matter where we are."

The days leading up to her flight were a whirlwind of emotions. Excitement, anxiety, and a deep longing filled her heart. The members were always around, making her laugh, distracting her from her worries. But at night, when she was alone, the sadness crept in. She missed her family more than words could say.

"Make sure to eat well," Jeonghan reminded her as they sat in the dorm’s living room.

"And call us every day," Mingyu added.

Y/N chuckled. "I will. I promise."

Hoshi clapped his hands together. "You’re gonna kill it on stage! Just imagine we’re there cheering for you."

She smiled, but the thought of being alone still lingered in her mind.

----------------------------------------------------------------The day of the concert arrived. Y/N was backstage, pacing. Her heart pounded in her chest. It had been so long since she performed alone, and the thought of standing on that big stage without her members made her stomach twist.

A staff member called her. "Y/N, it’s time."

Taking a deep breath, she stepped onto the stage. The bright lights blinded her for a second, but as she adjusted, she saw the audience cheering. Then—

Her breath caught in her throat.

Right in the front row, in a special section separated from the rest, stood all thirteen Seventeen members.

They were waving, clapping, cheering her name.

Jeonghan had a giant banner with her name. Mingyu was jumping up and down. Hoshi was already dancing to the intro beat. Even quiet Wonwoo was smiling proudly.

Tears welled in Y/N’s eyes. They came. They really came.

As the music started, she wiped her tears quickly and smiled. With all her heart, she sang, giving 110% of her energy. She could feel the love, the support, the warmth from her members. Even though they didn't understand the lyrics of her home language, they still vibed with the music, clapping, swaying, and cheering.

Throughout the concert, her eyes kept drifting back to them. Every time she saw them smiling, her confidence grew.

By the end of the concert, she felt invincible.

As soon as she stepped backstage, the members ran to her, pulling her into a huge group hug.

"You did amazing!" Joshua said.

"We’re so proud of you," Scoups added.

"Did you really think we would let you do this alone?" Vernon teased.

Y/N laughed, tears still in her eyes. "I can’t believe you guys came."

"Of course we did," DK said. "Now, where’s the food? You promised to take us to your house!"

Y/N giggled and wiped her tears. "Let’s go. I have so much to show you."

Together, they walked out, hand in hand, like a true family.

----------------------------------------------------------------The night at Y/N’s house was filled with laughter and warmth. Her parents welcomed the members with open arms, feeding them a feast of home-cooked meals.

Y/N’s father took a seat at the table with a large bowl of fresh fruit. With a gentle smile, he began peeling apples and oranges, carefully slicing them into bite-sized pieces before offering them to the members. "Here, eat up. You’ve all worked so hard today."

"Thank you so much!" Dino said, happily taking a piece. "This is delicious!"

Hoshi grinned. "I could get used to this treatment!"

Meanwhile, in the living room, Y/N’s mother sat beside Mingyu and Jun, holding an old photo album. "Would you like to see some baby pictures of Y/N?" she asked warmly.

"Yes, please!" Mingyu said excitedly, leaning in.

Jun chuckled. "This is going to be great."

Y/N groaned. "Mom, nooo…"

But it was too late. Her mother flipped the pages, revealing adorable pictures of Y/N as a toddler chubby cheeks, messy hair, and a big, carefree smile.

Mingyu burst out laughing. "Oh my god, look at you! So cute!"

Jun grinned. "You haven’t changed much."

Y/N covered her face with her hands. "This is so embarrassing."

Her mother patted her shoulder. "They’re just happy to see the little girl you used to be. And we’re all so proud of the person you’ve become."

The room fell into a comfortable silence, filled with warmth and love. Even though they were in a foreign country, the members felt like they were at home, embraced by Y/N’s family’s kindness.

Later that night, as they sat in the living room, Woozi strummed a guitar, humming a tune. Y/N leaned her head on Seungkwan’s shoulder, feeling an overwhelming sense of gratitude.

She wasn’t alone. Not anymore. Not ever.

As she drifted off to sleep surrounded by her family.

[mi-dori]

☆Intros with Mk characters about Kitana and Reader's relationship☆

●Prompt: Intros between reader and characters, Kitana and characters and reader and Kitana about their relationship

●Warnings: flirting, Slight possessive Kitana.

●Featuring: Raiden, Liu Kang, Sindel, Mileena, Johnny Cage, Bi-Han, Kuai Liang

■MK1■

Johnny Cage and Y/n

♡Johnny: "You know... Raiden has a crush on Kitana. You better make your move"

Y/n: "Why would I when I already have her?"

♡Y/n: "You need to stop asking Kitana those inappropriate questions Cage"

Johnny: "Come on, I really wanna know who's top and who's bottom"

♡Y/n: "If you weren't so insufferable, you'd be able to find someone"

Johnny: "that's just my charm sweetness"

Johnny Cage and Kitana

♡Kitana: "What kind of gifts to y/n like?"

Johnny: "the best person to ask that is y/n herself"

♡Johnny: "You know, if you're up for it-"

Kitana: "We are not having a threesome Cage!"

♡Johnny: "I may have known her for a few months but if you're playing with y/n's heart, I'll royally kick your ass"

Kitana: "Relax Cage, there's nothing to worry about"

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Raiden and Y/n

♤Raiden: "If I had known you and Kitana were together, I wouldn't have tried anything"

Y/n: "Don't worry I understand why you did that. She truly is a sight to behold"

♤Y/n: "Lord Liu Kang made the right decision choosing you as Earthrealm's champion"

Raiden: "I do hope I can live up to the title"

♤Raiden: "If you don't mind me asking, how are you managing a long distance relationship? With you being from earthrealm and Princess Kitana being from Outworld"

Y/n: "the distance is indeed hard Raiden but it makes our relationship grow stronger"

Raiden and Kitana

♤Raiden: "I didn't know you weren't straight.."

Kitana: "You sound disappointed Raiden"

♤Kitana: "Will you watch over y/n for me? I know how hard long distance relationships are"

Raiden: "You have my word, Princess"

♤Raiden: "Congratulations on becoming supreme commander. Y/n must be so proud"

Kitana: "She is! Though I hope I can live up to the task"

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Liu Kang and Y/n

♧Liu Kang: "Kitana and you were destined to be together"

Y/n: "Are we also destined to be separated for so long?"

♧Y/n: "What was I like in your timeline?"

Liu Kang: "You were Kitana's childhood friend, only you understood her"

♧Liu Kang: "I must warn you, there are many who wish your and Kitana's downfall"

Y/n: "let them wish as much as they want. Kitana and I will overcome any obstacles"

Liu Kang and Kitana

♧Liu Kang: "As much as I am happy for you both, please do not distract y/n from her duties"

Kitana: "You think I'm a distraction to my consort?"

♧Kitana: "Was Y/n and I together in your timeline?"

Liu Kang: "I will not answer that"

♧Kitana: "Y/n is my everything"

Liu Kang: "then prove to me that you'll protect everything you have"

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Sindel and Y/n

◇Sindel: "An earthrealmer with my daughter?"

Y/n: "I sense a great amount of dissatisfaction"

◇Sindel: "If you are to marry my daughter, it means you marry all of Outworld's customs and traditions"

Y/n: "Woah there empress, I think you're getting ahead of yourself"

◇Y/n: "what will it take for you to accept me?'

Sindel: "Alot which I know you don't have"

Sindel and Kitana

◇Sindel: "Does any of my children like men?"

Kitana: "Your children chose their happiness not a gender"

◇Kitana: "Mother, you're being too harsh with Y/n"

Sindel: "She is an earthrealmer. If outworlders come to learn of your relationship, you'll bring disgrace to the Royal family!"

◇Sindel: "How would you produce an heir for the royal army?"

Kitana: "We will find a way mother"

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Mileena and Y/n

~Mileena: "My sister is no easy person to please"

Y/n: "I am up for that challenge, Empress"

~Y/n: "Outworld has an amazing Empress"

Mileena: "And my sister has a wonderful partner"

~Mileena: "Will you defend my sister tirelessly as you've defended me?"

Y/n: "I will give my life for her"

Mileena and Kitana

~Kitana: "Johnny is saying that you and Tanya can come on a double date with me and y/n"

Mileena: "what even is a double date?"

~Mileena: "Sister, if you're going to have company over, be quiet"

Kitana: "By the gods... you heard didn't you?'

~Kitana: "Mother doesn't accept y/n"

Mileena: "She's just looking out for you, sister"

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Bi-han and Y/n

¤Bi-han: "the lin kuei will welcome you"

Y/n: "After you betrayed earthrealm you think I'd join you?!"

¤Bi-Han: "You have wasted potential. Just think of all the realms the two of us could rule"

Y/n: "First of all, my potential goes for a good cause which is the protection of my realm. Secondly, I'm not even into you!"

¤Y/n: "Because of you, we nearly lost Empress Mileena!"

Bi-han: "and now you're gonna lose your Princess"

Bi-Han and Kitana

¤Kitana: "My y/n will not fall for your wicked schemes"

Bi-Han: "I will make her realise how powerful she can be"

¤Bi-Han: "I don't understand why y/n would settle for someone like you when she could have someone like me"

Kitana: "I don't understand why anyone would ever think of you as an option of settling down"

¤Bi-Han: "soon, your precious y/n will be mine"

Kitana: "If you hurt a single strand of hair on her head, I will make sure you pay"

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Kuai Liang and Y/n

×Y/n: "I wish you and Harumi the best in life"

Kaui Liang: "As do I to you and princess Kitana'

×Kaui Liang: "The Shirai Ryu is hoping you'd join us"

Y/n: "Joining a clan sounds amazing. I'm in!"

×Y/n: "My Kitana is just like your Harumi'

Kuai Liang: "Then we both have excellent taste"

Kuai Liang and Kitana

×Kitana: "Y/n speaks very highly of you"

Kuai Liang: "She is an honored member of the Shirai Ryu"

×Kaui Liang: "I see y/n is completely smitten by you"

Kitana: "Oh my sweet y/n, she can be adorable yet clueless at times"

×Kuai Liang: "I hope to see you at my wedding"

Kitana: "You'll be seeing me as Y/n's plus one"

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Kitana and Y/n

❤️Kitana: "Please do not fall for Bi-Han's schemes. He's trying to corrupt you"

Y/n: "let him try. He'll only prove unsuccessful every time"

❤️Y/n: "Raiden has a crush on you"

Kitana: "Oh? I think he knows I belong to only you"

❤️Kitana: "what business does Cage have with you? He's getting extremely close"

Y/n: "he's like a brother, nothing more"

❤️Kitana: "So you're a member of the Shirai Ryu?"

Y/n: "I couldn't refuse Kaui's offer"

❤️Y/n: "I think Nitara is stalking me"

Kitana: "shall I mark you up to show everyone that you're mine?"

❤️Y/n: "Your mother doesn't seem to like me very much"

Kitana: "Do not worry about her. She's overprotective of me"

❤️Y/n: "Lord Liu Kang warned me that they'll be trouble along the way"

Kitana: "whatever they may be, let us face it together"

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You should tell me more about Asuka. Literally anything. I’m kind of obsessing over him right now and I need to know EVERYTHING. sorry. I’m going crazy right now and I love Asuka so much

Anything Anything? Asuka and Asuka-Related Fun Facts: 1. RK's color palette (02) matches with Raven, except with the places and overall prominence of black and white being opposite between them. They even both have a coin in one eye. Asuka in his right, Raven in his left. This means that between the two they make up one dead man and one alive man. 2. In Vastedge, the Tome of Origin had blood red pages. They absolutely should have kept this it was sick as hell. 3. Also in Vastedge, the folds in the front of his robes resemble stacked pages of a closed book. There's a concept art of him opening himself up, confirming that he has been fused with the Tome for a long time.

4. I-no's recurring black wings (i.e, in her super) alongside Raven might be a reference to the two information-collecting ravens of Odin, Huggin (~mind) and Muninn (~will). Odin is often depicted with one eye and is associated with a number of concepts, notably including death, knowledge, wisdom, frenzy, and sorcery. 5. The only time he implies any actual aggression toward someone (as in, wanting to hurt them just to hurt them and not because he feels has to) is against Anji, implied by the following battle intro in Strive: Anji: "No agreement necessary, right?" Asuka: "No, but you'll wish we had one." 6. While he certainly does care about the opinions of those he likes, like Sol, he's especially sensitive to the opinion of Jack'O. See the round win line "Please don't be mad at me!" and the battle intro: Jack'O: "Trick or... Oh, hey Asuka!" Asuka: "Are my tricks or treats not good enough for you? That's... kind of sad."

7. Related to the previous point, Asuka also describes his separation with Raven as "kind of sad". The implication is that when something is kind of sad, this actually means he is suffering a million internal deaths. 8. I have heard that buckwheat noodles (re: Asuka's hobby of making them via rube-goldberg machine) are a stereotypical old-man food in Japan. 9. In Accent Core, he instructs Anji to tell I-no that there are no second chances. In the same game, he also tells Slayer the he can never change. However, after Raven tells Asuka that Anji is not someone who can be trusted, Asuka replies: "Watch what you say, Raven. To survive... people always improve. Humanity keeps on living, even if it goes against God... The fact that you are standing here is only further proof of their tenacity". This implies that he considers himself to be something closer to I-no than Anji or Raven. That is to say, not human. Considering his actions and, more literally, the fact that he is literally fused with the source code of the Universe, this is an understandable position. 10. Going off of his model and concept art for Strive, it seems that he is mostly legs. He has a similar leg:torso ratio as Jack'O. 11. There's something wrong with him. Also, his English VA in Overture would go on to voice Bedman in Xrd.

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Characters - suguru geto, gojo Satoru, Yuji itadori, choso , Megumi , nobara , uthaime, shoko, nanami, yuki.

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omg is it true that your perfect boyfriend that you dreamt of marrying , after your hiatus seriously cheated on you? Was it intentional, you didn't believe but you don't care , you are heartbroken but there is someone to rescue you!

You are a famous pop singer that has been on a hiatus for a long time, would your audience be happy to see you or not what are u going to do!

1. Intro

2.One more sleepless night 🌑

3.Big day in the morning 🌄

4.This situationship has to end 🪻

5. fall asleep crying

6.i'll be the first to be the sorry

7. Wakeup

8. Saturn 🪐

9. I don't care what people say 🌙

10. We both know we can't change you

11. Don't nobody wants around me

12. Who's that eternal sunshine?💌

13. This is a true story of the story I heard

14. I'll play the villain if you need me to

15. Something about you

16. God knows I m trying 🌘

17. That boy is mine 🛐

18. Watch me take my time 💫

19. The boy is divine 🌻

20. Yes and?

21. Incase you haven't noticed

22. Put your lips on mine

23. Say that shit with your chest

24. I didn't think you'll understand me

25. How could you even try?

26. just want this story to end

27. We can't be friends

28. Don't wait for my love

29. I wish I hated you

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𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 | 5.2k (including intro)

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 | smut (18+ only), enemies to lovers, sub!neil/dom!reader, slightly dubious consent?, orgasm control/denial, praise and degradation, oral sex m receiving, come eating, riding, a touch of breeding kink, semi public sex

do NOT read this until you have read the FIRST PART or it won't make any damn sense!!

"So, whaddya say, Mr. Lewis?"

"I say… suck my dick," he returned with a smug smile.

You just laughed.  "Maybe I would if I thought you could last more than thirty seconds."

His face got a little redder as he glanced away.  "Seriously?  You think I'm that helpless?"

You shrugged.  "I think I'm that good."

He looked at your face for a moment, a certain look in his eyes— a look that made it seem like he wanted to take you up on the challenge.  “Of course you do,” he smirked, “guys probably tell you you’re funny, too.”

“Sometimes,” you agreed, “but I’m not joking now.”

He stiffened up a bit.  “I don’t have a stamina problem,” he assured.

"If you're so confident, let's bet on it," you offered.  "I’ll blow you, and if you last thirty seconds or less, I'm buying the place.  More than that, you'll never have to see me again."

“Jesus,” he sighed, avoiding your gaze for a moment.  “Is that really how you make a deal?”

“It’s one way we could make this deal,” you returned, “and it sounds like a lot more fun than all the other ways.”

“You have an unfortunate habit of overestimating yourself,” he noticed.

“Then this should be easy for you.”

He hesitated, laughing nervously, but you stared forward so he knew you were serious.  After a tense pause, in which he opened and shut his mouth a few times as if nearly saying several different things, he sighed a bit.  “O-okay, yeah,” he relented, and you had to fight back a smile— not because you were actually that excited to suck some random video store owner’s dick… but because you were pretty confident that you just bought yourself some prime real estate and that promotion you’d been gunning for.  “S-so, um, how do we—?”

You cut him off by pushing him back into his chair with a grin, already loving the slight look of desperation on his face as he looked up at you.  "Let me get a little more comfortable first," you explained as you slipped your blazer off and tossed it aside.  

Then the shirt— one button at a time, not too slowly but without any sense of urgency.  “Y-you don’t have to do all that,” he promised thinly.

“Be patient,” you encouraged with a wink, “I just can’t afford for you to… stain any of this.  I have to go back to the office today, you know.”

He nodded a little in understanding, his chest filling and sinking a little more with each breath as he watched you strip.  For something you’d managed to spin as practical, you were doing it with a bit of… flair, slowly pulling the shirt off your shoulders and dropping it to the floor as his eyes were glued to your chest.  Of course, it helped that this bra wasn’t exactly ‘practical’ either… you only let your eyes drop for a second to the growing bulge in his jeans.

You started to push your skirt down, watching his eyes follow the fabric as more skin was revealed, only to tug it back up just before you got anywhere too exciting.  "Or maybe I should leave this on," you decided, making him whine and look up at your face pleadingly.

"C-c'mon," he panted.

"Maybe if you ask nicely…" 

He hissed in a breath through his teeth.  "Please…" he whispered.

"Hm?"

"Please take it off," he sighed, and you smirked at the way his hips jumped up a bit as you pushed it down to reveal your matching panties.  “Fuck,” he choked, “you dressed up like that just to come here?”

You shook your head.  “I had other plans today,” you offered cryptically, and if he was going to ask more questions about that, he forgot them when you stepped out of the skirt and right up to where he was sitting.  “Should I leave these on?” you asked as you ran a finger along the top of your thigh-high stockings, seeing him struggle to form a thought as he looked at them and then back up at you.

“Y-yeah, maybe… maybe leave those on,” he breathed, “the floor might be cold.”

“Oh,” you cooed, “you’re such a gentleman.”

You knelt down in front of him, rubbing your hands up his thighs through the jeans as he swallowed thickly.  Each time you slid your hands over his legs, you moved a little higher, until you were just barely brushing over the bulge under his fly.  You bit your lip and looked up at him, savoring the nervous expression he was wearing.

You opened the button of his jeans, and took your time with the zipper; you giggled a bit when you felt his cock flex, even through all the layers of clothing.  

“You’ve thought about this before, haven’t you?” you teased in a soft voice.

“N-no,” he denied.  

“Really?  You never wanted me on my knees in front of you?” you pressed.

“Well, that’s sort of a different question,” he breathed, whining slightly under his breath when you got his fly open and reached in to rub him through his boxers.  “Oh, t-take it out,” he instructed, but you just laughed.

“Let me do this my way,” you replied, and he seemed to realize then that you were teasing him on purpose, to make his side of the bet all that more difficult.  It would’ve been reasonable for him to call you out on your cheating, but he was too busy reaching forward to feel your tits through the bra; he groaned a little, squeezing them eagerly.

You did take it out, of course, after barely a minute of teaching him through the fabric, and you bit your lip as you wrapped your fingers around his warm, firm length.  It was a little bigger than you bargained for, but you weren’t exactly worried— after all, you were going to make sure you didn’t have to do this for very long.

Licking your lips as you stroked it— and trying to make it look like an instinctive move rather than a deliberate choice— you watched him as he stared down at your face and then your hand, a drip of clear precum already leaking from the slit.  You hummed as you picked up your pace a little, still mostly just exploring him, but squeezing him in your palm too just to watch him squirm a bit.

You leaned in and gave it one long lick, with just the tip of your tongue, all the way from the base to the head, and he hissed a little with his next breath as he stared down at you.  You hummed at the slightly salty taste as you lapped up the thin arousal, and his chest sank with a long breath.

"Okay," you smiled, "you can start counting now."

"O-one," he choked out, voice getting thinner as you wrapped your lips around him and bobbed your head.  After all that teasing, you had to be efficient for the next thirty seconds: you sucked hard and stroked with one hand while the other slowly rubbed his balls, hoping to give him the full treatment and make this quick.  "Two, three—"

You pulled back but kept stroking him.  "Not so fast," you scolded, "look at your watch."

"Sorry, fuck, um," he groaned, glancing at his watch to try to keep the correct time.  "Two… three… four…"

Your spit was running down to smooth your hand's movements, and he groaned as he started to buck up into your mouth.  His hands held your head, fingers tangling into your hair as you kept going.

"Five, six— oh god," he moaned, head tilting back for a second… but when he looked at you again, you looked up and met his gaze.  He bit his lip, already breathing heavily as he watched you.

He never forced your head down, really, but you could feel him trying to guide you, trying to make you move a little faster and take him a little deeper.  You could do that— you moaned around him as you pretended to let him take the lead, figuring that was what he needed to feel in control right now.  But as soon as you did, he tightened his grip on your hair and tried to slow you down… and you wondered if he was already realizing this bet might have been a little out of his pay grade.

“Ten,” he choked out, groaning as you flattened your tongue more to rub along the underside of his cock.  “Ele—oh, fuck— e-eleven…”

You moaned again, one of his hands slipping down from your hair to the back of your neck, even running over your shoulder and lingering on the strap of your bra.

Speeding up slightly, you tried to subtly twist your hand while you stroked and just keep a steady pace— once you found the right thing, you just needed to stick with it, and something about the hoarseness of his voice as he moaned for you seemed like a sign you’d found the right thing.  “Baby,” he mumbled under his breath, and you had to try not to smile since it would just get in the way of things.  You would definitely not be letting him get away with calling you ‘baby’ if your mouth wasn’t full…

Even you weren’t focused on the numbers anymore, putting all your energy into this as you bobbed your head on him.

“Oh, fuck, fuck!” he yelped when his tip brushed the back of your throat.  “Twenty— oh god…”

Home stretch, just ten more seconds, you thought to yourself, if that… he sounds pretty fucked up.  And it’s not that you hated this so much, it was actually turning you on more than anything to hear him sound so desperate— but you already had your eye on the prize, and you could’ve probably attributed the wetness gathering in your panties to the mental image of telling your boss tomorrow that you finally bought out Gumshoe Video, just as much as what you were actually doing right now.

"Twenty-t-two, twenty-three," he kept going, voice getting a little deeper now, and you wondered with a hint of nervousness if he could really make it— he was flexing in your mouth already, but maybe he could hold it back.

You moved faster, pretty much as fast as you could, and shut your eyes tight as you hoped this would work— you didn’t quite realize it at the time, but you were more motivated to make him come for the sake of it, than for the consequence of owning his store as a result.

“Twenty-eight,” he gasped, and you sucked even harder as desperation started to kick in— but then he choked on a moan, and flexed in your mouth again.  "Stop, stop!" he begged suddenly, and you stilled before pulling away with a smile.

"Can't take it, huh?"

"I just need a second—"

"No, you don't get a second. I already gave you thirty," you reminded him.  “I win.”

“N-no, wait,” he panted, only to open his eyes wide when you stood up and slid into the chair with him, straddling his lap.  He looked up at you in the most adorably pathetic way, his hands shakily coming to rest on your waist.

“It won’t be so bad,” you promised, “we have fabulous benefits, you know.”

He was clearly not paying attention, whimpering as you moved forward and rubbed yourself against him through the thin lace.  “F-fuck, please,” he whispered, and you smirked.

“You wanna fuck me?” you asked, acting totally surprised by it.  “I thought you hated me.”

“Yes,” he sighed, “and yes.”

Grinning, you sat up enough to pull the panties aside and guide him to your entrance, watching him choke on nothing as you teased his head with your slick lips.  

“F-fuck, you’re wet,” he noticed, sounding more proud of himself than you intended him to be.

“I get that way when I’m about to get what I want,” you shrugged, just a moment before sinking down and taking him all in one relatively-quick motion.  He moaned loudly and held on tighter to you, but you gave him no time to rest at all as you moved right away, riding him with a contented sigh and struggling not to openly laugh at his almost-pained expression. 

Obviously, he wasn’t actually in pain, it was just a look of conflict as he realized how badly he wanted to come and how bad it would be if he came right away— but you’d brought him right to the edge, after all, and you watched physical instinct and fleeting logical reasoning battle in his eyes as his eyes watched you bouncing on top of him.

“Fuck,” you moaned softly, humming when his head rubbed right against that spot inside you— you guided your movements to hit it every time, a nice little shiver running over you.  “Fuck, Neil, it’s good…”

He was obviously affected by the praise, and you rocked your hips faster as you watched him struggle even more to hold himself together as his head tilted back against the chair.

"You'd better not come inside me, Neil," you warned sternly.  "If you do… well, let's just say as your new employer, we're proud to offer a rather generous paternity leave."

"Oh god, oh god," he choked, yet holding on tighter to your hips while you moved.

"Not gonna knock up your boss on your first day, are you?" you laughed, reveling in his panic.

"You're not my boss," he panted, "not 'til I sign the paperwork."

"Oh, honey," you purred, "I already own you."

He whined and bit his lip, shutting his eyes tight— but you couldn’t let him run away that easily, you couldn’t let him hide from what was happening to stop himself from coming too fast: so, you took his hands off your hips and guided them up to your chest, all but forcing him to feel your tits again as he moaned louder and obeyed.  “God,” he breathed, “I— I don’t know if I can take much more of this—”

You hummed with a little pout, leaning in and lifting his chin with your fingers.  “Poor thing,” you cooed just before you pressed your lips to his, kissing him hungrily while riding him even faster.

He moaned into the kiss, clearly overwhelmed but still trying to kiss you back.  When his hands moved to your hips again, trying to slow you down, you grabbed them by the wrists and pinned them down to the arms of the chair, making him groan and buck up into you.  

“Just let me use you, baby,” you breathed against his lips, making him whimper and nod.  “Y’wanna feel me come, don’t you?  You wanna make me come?”

“Yes,” he groaned, “fuck— yes, please—”

“You can take it, right?”

“God,” he winced, speaking through his teeth as you moved your kiss down to his neck.  “God, fuck— I think I can—”

“I think you can,” you agreed, “you’re gonna be good for me—”

“O-oh, fuck,” he moaned, his cock flexing inside you again when you bit playfully on his neck.  You hoped to leave a mark, thinking it would be funny to make sure he couldn’t hide what had happened— but then again, it might not be the smartest idea… not that any of your decisions in the last five minutes were based on smartness.

Your hips rocked on instinct now, pressure building and twisting inside you until you couldn’t help but drop your head back with a long sigh of pleasure.

“Please come, please come,” he begged in a weak and high-pitched whine, and as much as you were amused by his desperate attempts to get you to finish before he did, you were also pretty into it… as in, it was working.  You’d only been doing this for a few minutes, but you’d had quite a bit of fun sucking him off and, well, he looked so cute begging.

You moaned and moved a little faster, holding on tighter to his wrists.  “Fuck, I’m close,” you promised.

“Oh god, oh god,” he whined, hands tightening into fists as you held them down.  “Baby, please,” he choked, and you smiled as it hit you.  You wondered if watching you come would be enough to send him over the edge.

“Oh fuck, Neil, yes!” you shouted, hoping to give him a show so he wouldn’t be able to help himself.  “Oh my god— so good, baby, you feel so fucking good—”

“Fuck fuck fuck,” he chanted under his breath, shutting his eyes tight— but then opening one a second later and groaning at the sight of you.  

The feeling began to pass as your thighs quivered, your whole body exhausted by the motions just as much as the draining power of your orgasm.  Stilling on top of him, you let go of his wrists and sighed with relief, resting your hands on his chest.  He shuddered, and you pretended to remember that he was waiting to come.  “Oh— do you want me to—?”

“P-please,” he choked.

You pulled yourself up until he slipped out of you, both sighing for slightly different reasons.  You reached down and wrapped your hand around him, laughing softly at how swollen and reddened his tip was— it almost looked painful, and the way he winced when you gingerly stroked him almost sounded painful.

Your free hand stroked his hair as he leaned his head forward against your chest, panting with exhaustion.  “Please, please,” he whispered between breaths, over and over.

“You did good, baby,” you promised him, “you can come now—”

He groaned and did it pretty much instantly, you could feel it running down over your fingers and even getting on his shirt and pants.  You clicked your tongue pityingly as he bucked up into your hand, his face fallen slack in pleasure and weak moans falling from his full lips.

“Poor thing,” you said again, watching him go totally limp under you— and his exhausted cock starting to follow suit— as the last little drip of come ran down over your fingers.  You brought your hand up to your mouth and licked up what had gotten on you, which his sleepy eyes watched in awe.  Before you swallowed, though, you pulled him by the jaw into another kiss— slow and sloppy, feeling him shudder as he tasted his own spend.

When you figured he’d had enough, you suddenly pulled away and slipped off of his lap, putting your panties back in place and starting to pick up the clothes that had scattered on the floor.  You wondered if he would say something, though you couldn’t imagine what, but found yourself a little surprised to be dressing in silence.  Then again, when you looked over at him, he was staring forward blankly and looking absolutely drained— in every sense of the word.

After getting fully dressed— though you figured you still probably looked less composed than when you got here— you slipped back on your heels and wondered if there really was nothing else to say.  “The paperwork will come in the mail,” you informed him simply as you turned to leave, and only then did he reach out and grab your wrist.

“W-wait,” he stammered, “I— I need to know when I’ll see you again.”

You considered that for a second, eventually shrugging.  “I don’t know, I work in acquisitions— once you’re acquired, you’re not really my concern anymore.”

“Really?” he breathed, smiling but seeming sort of frustrated.  “None of what just happened seems… concerning to you?”

You laughed a little, stepping closer to him again as he finally got himself in order— and groaned a little as he realized how bad the stain was on his shirt.  “Neil, my job is pretty simple: I need to make this place profitable.  Or, I need to make you make this place profitable… that’s going to take up all of our spare time.”

“So, if we’re losing money,” he posited, raising an eyebrow, “would you need to come here and… discipline me?”

“Don’t get too excited,” you scoffed.

“Why not?  Shirt’s already ruined.”

“Listen, I know that was… great,” you sighed, “but we should still establish boundar—”

He stood up and cut you off with a kiss, sudden and needy as you sighed against him.  He reached up and held your face, before dropping his hands down your waist and pulling you closer.  You were just about to melt into it when you (mostly) came to your senses and gently pushed him back.

He was looking right into your eyes, a pleading sort of look in them, as you broke away from the kiss.  “Boundaries,” you finished in a whisper.

“Yeah— okay,” he nodded, “I can do boundaries.”

He kissed you again, both of you getting a little more desperate as your arms draped around his shoulders.  It went on for quite some time, your breathing getting heavy again and the softest moans getting muffled by his lips as his body pressed against yours.

You looked up at him expectantly when he pulled back this time, and you bit your lip a little when you realized you were down almost as bad as he was.  “I think I’m gonna like working here,” he announced with a wide smile.

[stone-stars]

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Murph: And then of course we've got Caldwell Tanner. Caldwell: Beverly Toegold V, a purposeful lad who's the dad of a turdis. [The others laugh] Emily: A turdis?? Jake: What the hell's a turdis, man? Caldwell: It's a turdis! Emily, laughing: What the fuck is a turdis?? Murph: I thought you were changing it to make it rhyme, but I'm… Jake: You-- it didn't rhyme and you made up a word. Caldwell: What do you mean? It's a turdis. What's wrong? Haven't you ever seen a turdis on the side of the road? Emily: Turdis is truly the most uncomfortable word! [Everyone laughs.] Emily: Why is it T-U-R-D-I-S. Caldwell: They got a big shill. There's a shill on your turdis. Jake: Oh go-- oh you have an accent. Oh, we forgot that Caldwell's from Maryland. Emily: You do sound like-- I had a teacher once who said "robit". And it sounds like whoever says "robit" would also say turdis. Murph: Yeah. Jake, laughing: Robit! Caldwell: It was either-- listen, it was either tortoise and porpoise or turdis and purpose, so, you know, you take your pick. Jake: Oh, I see. Murph: Did you say-- Emily: So you went for the one with turd in it. Murph: Yeah, okay. I'm still-- Jake: I didn't hear purpose. I don't remember, like-- Murph: I didn't hear purpose, I'm still absolutely baffled. [Emily laughs] Jake: I'm still-- yeah, I'm processing it. Murph: I-- Caldwell: Should I do it again? Murph: Uh, could you? Caldwell: Yeah. Murph: I'm-- I'm confused. Emily: I'd like you to do it again, but I think I'd like you to keep it the same, because I am into you committing to this Jake: Don't change anything! Caldwell: Here we go, here we go. Murph: Alright, let's try it, one more time, ready? Jake: I love this for you. Murph: And of course, Caldwell Tanner. Caldwell: Beverly Toegold V, a purposeful lad who's the dad of a turdis. [Emily laughs.] Jake: So you-- I mean you didn't-- Murph: Dude. What? Jake: Turdis dad. That's what you should've said to make it-- Murph: No. No wait. So-- Y-- Just because purpose-- what? Emily: Is turdis the new crabster? I think turdis is the new crabster? Jake: Absolutely! Absolutely yes. It totally is. Caldwell: No way. Emily: Wait, actually the second I heard Jake's voice I remembered crabster, and that shit was funny. Jake: Hey, at least I did that shit on a short rest I think, like-- Murph: Crabster is an inside joke from the short rest. Jake: This is a main campaign flub. [Murph: Yes.] And I think that's-- Caldwell: I meant to say "a lad of purpose", can I say-- can I actually take it again? [Emily laughs.] Murph: THERE you go. Now I underst-- Jake: There it is. Murph: Now I understand what you were doing. Caldwell: Please let me take it again. Murph: Good lord, Caldwell. That makes sense. Okay. One more time. Guys, this is really-- the absolute last time. And Caldwell Tanner. Caldwell: Beverly Toegold V, a lad of purpose who's the dad of a turdis. [Jake and Emily laugh.] Murph: THERE you go. Okay. Now-- Jake: It was really-- It was worth the wait, too. Murph: I… Emily: I'm so. What a privilege to witness that process. To just be part of that process. To watch you workshop that. Caldwell: You'll just cut everything before that Murph, right? Murph: Yeah. This is gonna be a real clean intro. Caldwell: Great. Great, cool. Murph: Really straight to the point. Caldwell: Cool, I-- I wanna keep things serious. I know that this is-- we've got big stuff ahead of us. Murph: Right on. Jake: End of the campaign.

[h0ll0wt0wn]

I have decided to break my vow of silence

I need to tell you guys about Carnage Obscured.

Guys... this is the Creepypasta comic dub series that I always wanted. My opening statement will be that if this had existed a year ago, I might not have felt the need to make my own creepypasta comic.

Almost everything I wanted to achieve in my own series is also being achieved in theirs. They portray Toby's Tourettes better, and in a way that was VERY similar to how I planned to portray some of his tics.

Not to mention the overall vibe and artstyle. The obvious inspirations from I Eat Pasta For Breakfast

The fact that Marble Hornets is LITERALLY CANON to all of this! Just LOOK at this panel!

LOOK AT IT!

So you already know that their Tim is more faithful to the series as well.

Look at the facial haaair

They also have pretty appealing OC design

Loving the vibe of this one.

and did I mention they have THEIR OWN FRIGGIN SOUNDTRACK!?!?!?!?

THEY GOT A FULL ON INTRO TOO

AND SCENE TRANSITIONS THAT ARE REMINISCENT OF THE ADULT SWIM BUMPERS!!!!

This is... honestly kind of emotional for me. This is almost everything I wanted for this community. It understands it's vibe, the source material, no, it actually really LIKES the source material and is making something super cool from it. The subtle references to both creepypasta and the slenderverse, the implementation of Rosswood park and the worldbuilding is... it's everything I wanted to bring in by continuing the story of Lazari.

I'm so glad this exists. It really shows you the true power of a community where the content is soully made by fans of the content itself.

I hope I can do the same with Hollowtown

Now... GO WATCH AND READ IT! IF YOU LIKED MY LAZARI STUFF CHANCES ARE YOU'LL LIKE THIS TOO

AND FOLLOW @frutigerangel

also, I discovered this series through a deep dive of Creepypasta comic dubs as a whole, a video I also recommend and... dude... Im in the video. Like for a split second, but Im in the video in the IEPFB rewrite portion! Here's a link to the video by @sp00kywashere while im here.

[cloversnstrawberries]

oc intro post ! ! older sister figure!platonic yandere!cupid

masterlist | requests open !

warnings; loneliness, Amedea is non-human and therefore doesn't understand humans much </3, kidnapping, imprisonment, soft yandere, this is rather tame all things considered, but if there's any other warnings you think i should add, please let me know!!

additional notes; my second OC!! i was planning to do the next voted character (slasher older brother), but got this idea and couldn't stop thinking about it,, so here she is!! older sibling yans are so underrated,, especially older sisters/sisters in general man :( i gotta change it, i gotta fix it

! ! introduction blurb & moodboard below the cut ! !

After doing something for so long, you're bound to get bored with it. Don't get her wrong-- it's still beautiful, watching love bloom as it does! Even if her domain is familial love, it's still beautiful nonetheless.

Contrary to popular belief, cupid isn't just one being. It isn't necessarily as job title, either; instead, born from one being, there are several different interconnected entities that make up Cupid as we know it. They all have domains to cover more ground, and Amedea oversees familial love.

She's the one in the hospitals, witnessing the looks of absolute adoration as a mother holds her child for the first time. She's the one in animal shelters, making people feel an unexplainable pull to a certain animal.

Amedea loves her position-- it's all she's ever known. It's all she will ever know, after all, it's what she was made for. Literally.

She never grew up, never had a family per se. It's painful, the ability to give this sort of euphoria, the euphoria of being held in your fathers arms as he comforts you after a nightmare,

But never being able to receive it. Never having the means to do so. Yes, her domain expands far beyond simple blood relatives; sometimes, she'll be the driving force between adoptions of both children and pets, she'll be the quiet reason that two friends are always mistaken as siblings out in public.

She can't be seen, though. Always there, sometimes in multiple places at once-- she can create pseudo-clones of herself, pulling pieces of herself to send off and help her with her duties.

Or, she thought she couldn't be seen.

And she really can't, not by anyone but you. She feels awful, the first time you met-- she'd fallen from her perch up in a tree in a local park, and you'd rushed to her aid.

Everybody looked at you like you were crazy-- some whispering cruel things behind your back, believing you to be talking to yourself.

She took your hand, and that'd sealed it. You were the first person, the first mortal being, to be able to see her. Not even animals could do that--

In her mind, that just proved that her little aches and pains of her lack of family was answered. Obviously, you were her younger sibling! Crafted perfectly just for her, for her to nurture and care for.

What do you mean you're already grown? That you don't have an older sister? That hurts her feelings, but she supposes it can't be helped. She's seen this before, this sort of attempt at distancing between ones self and their family.

You were a child to her. Even if you lived a remarkably long life-- hit the very limit of human existence, you'd still be a child to her. She's been around for so long, in different forms, under different names and appearances-- but that doesn't change any of it.

You're still her little sibling, and she'll still care for you. Even if you're a bit mean at first. That's okay. Not everyone can adjust to changes very well-- but you'll surely accept your new home soon, right? It had everything you needed,

and besides, Amedea was here. No matter what, she'd be there for you-- and she wishes you'd stop hearing that promise as a threat.

[kaceythecrunch]

RANT. (sturntok.)

Yall. Im so mad. Sturntok pisses me the fuck off to the point it isn't even funny anymore. This might be messy, so bare with me.

Tara. Why the fuck is everyone pressed about Tara hanging out with the triplet, specifically matt and Chris. Yall are acting as if it was only two of them, like they're on a date. They were with fucking I don't know, 8 other people? Like why does Sturntok care who they hangout with? Did you not learn from elementary school to mind your bees wax, or business? You're probably 15. They're literally 5 years older than you. There is no way, in any universe they're gonna date you girl. ALSO TO SHIT ON TARA?? LIKE GIRL. FIND SOMEONE ELSE TO SHIT ON CUZ HOMEGIRL DONT CARE. SHE DONT CARE. SHE IS STRIVING AND LIVING LIFE LIKE YOU SHOULD GIRL. Live life and don't care. You'll probably have a positive outcome. No cuz y'all know how Chris owns the Saturn necklace thing? Its vivienne underwood. It's less than 20 bucks on Amazon. Also when was the last time y'all saw Chris wearing that necklace girl. Also there's a post from like months, or I think a year ago of Tara wearing the same necklace. These fucking tiktok girls are so annoying. Like we get it, everyone wants to be Tara. (she's my gf.)

Podcast. I saw a bunch of btiches shit on the podcast. Like cmon. THEY ARE PRODUCING AN HOUR LONG VIDEO FOR YALL EVERY WEEK. Mfs are burnt out, you're lucky that they even produce content for you ungreatful hoes. Like lwk, I'd rather have them remove Wednesday videos. I remember when they first started their podcast that they were really excited to start and stuff. I also remember, I believe it was their earlier vlogs. When they were still living in Boston and they haven't like went to LA yet, they were talking about turning their basement into a podcast room. Like cmon. This is something they've been wanting to do and you hoes just don't appreciate anything. Like have y'all's mama's not been pissed at y'all for not appreciating her food. Live life positive and not negative tf. But ofc, I respect their decision.

Intro. Yall just love to shit on everyone. Ruining the party. Sturntok reminds me of the kids-the class "clowns" who would be so shitty to the teacher for no reason and would ruin fun things for everyone. Like guys, I think we should all as a community bully Sturntok. It requires a bit more bullying, just to knock some sense into their heads. Anyways, back to what I was ranting about. I loved their new intro. its a new era. A new them. Change. Is. Fucking. hard. I understand that you love the teens from Boston running around making fools of themselves. Me too, I shall admit it. But in order to get sponsorships, to get the little paring things. (For example, them sponsoring Celsius, even becoming the youtooz thing.) Like they gotta act more professional.

Change. This tied in with the last few things. CHANGE IS HARD. CHANGE IS A DIFFICULT THING. But how the fuck are you gonna live life, and enjoy life when your stuck on one thing forever. Change is needed for growth, and for learning. Like guys, THEYRE 20. I think that's something y'all forget. They aren't teenagers anymore. Its kinda like how when everyone went into middle school and started to not like kiddy things when you still liked kiddy things. When I was in middle school I still like to play with Legos, draw, watch anime. Until I hit 7th grade, aka everyone's downfall. I still enjoy some of those things today but I changed because people in middle school stopped like those things and its embarrassing (well for me at least) to show up in school with anime shirts cuz I'm getting older. Thats what they're feeling I guess. Again, theyre 20 now.

Crazy ass mfs. Crazy, as in them soft mf's on sturntok. Also what pisses me off more is that they're coming here on tumblr. Like no, I know your soft ass belongs on Wattpad bffr. I have a long rant about this one, so bare with me again. They are so so so so so SOOOOO sensitive about the "spicy edits." Sometimes the fucking video frame isn't even about something "spicy" aka- them being shirtless, video frame near their crotch. It was when there was a song about sex. How soft can you be. Most songs these days are about sex. Some songs y'all probably didn't know about was about sex. (cake by the ocean for example.) LIKE LETS ME FOR REAL. MOST SONGS ARE ABOUT SEX. Also with the tiktok audios being removed like cmon. Not everything is about sunshine and rainbows. I remember I commented on a Chris edit and I was like.

"I need this man in my life. He's so hot."

"you're fucking gross. He's a human being and do you know how grossed out he would be if he saw that you said this? (bullshitbullshit,morebullshitandstupidness.)"

Yeah, keeping fucking running your mouth. THIS TIKTOK HAS LIKE 4K VIEWS. DO YOU WANNA KNOW HOW MUCH FUCKING FOLLOWERS THE TRIPLETS HAVE? YEAH. THAT'S NOT EVEN A QUARTER OF WHAT THEY HAVE. THIS VIDEO HAS 1K COMMENTS. ARE THEY FUCKING HUNTING ME DOWN?? MY COMMENT HAS 3 LIKES. WHY WOULD THEY CARE TO FUCKING CHECK GIRL. ITS ALSO TELLING THE FUCKING PERSON WHO EDITED THIS THAT THIS EDIT WAS FIRE AND THAT THEY MADE THE EDIT HELLA GOOD. UR FUCKING LUCKY I KEPT MY ANGER TO MYSELF CUZ OH GIRL. I WOULD SUCKER PUNCH YOU. You know whats also funny? They're the same people who will be pissed with when they see matt or Chris with a female. Like girl. You're calling me fucking gross? Do you think how much more worse that is than my comment? You ruin friendships. OG sturniolo fans know that they've been friends with girls. If you genuinely care, yall would know that nick made most of matt and chris' friends. Meaning most of them were females. SO OBVIOUSLY THEYRE GONNA HAVE GIRL FRIENDS. I remember watching the Zach sang pod when nick was on and he explained that matt usually doesn't make the friends. Theres a joke where matt says "I'm gonna make a friend that wasn't originally nick's friends." smth like that. Anyways, off topic. Just because they are seen with a girl, doesn't mean they are fucking dating them. Like shut the fuck up. please. Respectfully shut the fuck because I'm a nice person. Also Chris gives off major virgin vibes lets bffr.

Madi. Yall hate so bad on Madi and its fucking grossing me out. Why do you have to ship her with matt and chris??? Literally to the point they can't even put her in photo dumps or videos. You just gotta ruin it for everyone, huh? shes fucking gorgeous, and she's so funny in videos. Plus, when she does talk shes hillarious. She literally reminds me of Matt. She doesn't fucking talk much because she is more of a listener.. Like guys bffr. How can you hate her when she barley spoke in videos. Like respectfully, shut the fuck up. Yall just jealous shes pretty.

Calling Nick fine. I also hate them mfs who are always running their mouth about girls calling Nick fine. Lets bffr. Y'all didn't think a gay guy is fine? I'm sure you've had a crush on one gay person before. And if you haven't trust me. You will. I had a crush on my gay friend in 8th grade. I feel like its a canon even in every girl's life. anyways, I hate when girls will be scared to call nick hot.

"Nick is so fine. But like as a cool guy friend way. Please don't attack me."

POOR GIRL BELIEVES SHE IS GONNA BE ATTACKED IF SHE CALLS A GAY MAN FINE. Sturntok leave her the fuck alone. He's hot as fucking and I will kill civilians if I'm not given more nick edits. He's so fine. Literally the hottest triplet.

If u made it here thanks. There was shit on my chest that I really needed to let out. What have we learned today?

Sturntok can suck my fucking dick.

Thanks goodbye.

Me to Sturntok :

[purpdrawsthings]

Watch me dissect the entirety of Can't Be Erased and point it to a funny thought/theory about the Fallen

And also pointing out similarities 💥

@michaelscorneroftheinternet @dorriostareyes

I'M GOING INSANE

Warning though I was lazy to write so some parts may come off as inconsistent or lazy af, sowwy =[

Long post =3 ↓

Quick note before we start this off :

I may be reffering to the goop as goop or entity! Adding this in so people's can understand my nickname inconsistencies ;w;

"I'm the dancing demon, watch me twirl and hop and spin

I'm quick to give a smile, but I won't forget your sins ha ha hahaha!

The wonders of imagination

Welcome home, dear friend

How long we've all been waitin'

Let's create a masterpiece, breathe life into your dreams

All you gotta do is start up the machine"

First two lines could be the entity immitating as 4 [possibly even mocking?] and it being aware of the sins he's committed

Last 5 lines could possibly be the entities intro to 4

I'm imagining these lines happening during this scene teehee =3

Ignore the watermark I couldn't get rid of it 💔

The last line probably could probably be the entity saying for 4 to start up it's plan / upbringing

"I'm the product of an artist, whose creations bring delight

Upon this somber threshold, imagination comes to life

Just free yourself from reason, soon you'll see in black and white

Call me a seed of evil but what's that mean, if I'm conceived within your mind?"

First line could be the entity saying that it's some type of entity that could bring people joy or delight

But we obvi know it's capping 💥

ERM, you do NOT bring delight 😔 /silly

The somber threshold could represent the dark room or world he believes he's in, and the imagination coming to life part being that even if you're in such a dark and sad world like this you could still make stuff, or whatever your imagination could come up with!

Bros really lying in front of that wetblue man hard smh.

3rd line is possibly it persuading 4 to look into an entirely new perspective, moving all other colours away. And also to see the world in only two sides.

Last line could be the entity admitting it could be something evil that spreads [like corruption spreading] yet it was already in 4s mind to begin with. [What it prolly meant by "but what's that mean if I'm conceived within your mind?"]

Not sure about the last point cuz I may be thinking about the lyrics wrong lmao

"Leaking from the ceiling, ink is bleeding through the lines

Is that your heart that's beating, or illusion you're alive?

Collect what's necessary, keep appeasing the divines

It's me you should be believing, 'cause he's deceiving you with lies"

First line I almost had almost nobidea what I could reference to in the Fallen but what I CAN imagine it COULD reference is that either

The ink bleeding through the lines could be the sins or misdeeds of 4 starting to leak out

Or possibly the ink [could be representing corruption =3] leaking out.

Second line I was so sure but I thought of 4 thinking he's alive when in reality he's just a monster. It's just an illusion.

Again, I'm unsure about this one cuz it doesn't relate to the lyrics much ;w;

The third line is possibly the goop encouraging 4 to keep doing what he's doing and the gods [or in this case the goop] will be pleased.

Last line could be the goop saying that it should be the one 4 TRUSTS in and the "cuz he's deceiving you with lies" is reffering to 3. Pointing at 3 being the liar and villain.

"Holy conniption, has it been thirty years?

It appears Mickey Mouse might've been murdered here

Lifeless pie-cut eyes, I have learned to fear

Kinda reminds me why I quit workin' here

Why did I come, lemme go home, I should be leavin'

Whatever happened, don't wanna know

What are these demons?

Guess if I gotta be stuck here, then I might as well investigate

Secrets are unlocking, but too bad the exit ain't!"

I'm genuinely not sure what to reference in this one buttttttt

This whole verse could be when 4 goes back down there after months =D

I can imagine a scene happening in my head... Anima- AUGH, I'VE GOT TO HOLD OFF THE URGE 😭

Continuing ;w; ,

"Despite this mask of happiness, I drown in dark despair

The world may be your canvas, what you paint on it, beware!

The pen is mightier than the sword, it has no limitation

Don't refrain, this ink will stain, and nothing can erase us now!"

I know I've been yapping about 4 the entire time, BUT THIS VERSE IS GETTING A 3 SPOTLIGHT!

Just for removing any confusion, I'm gonna interpret this scene as AFTER 3 got back up on the surface kay =3

First line could symbolize how he's happy on the outside but he actually feels really REALLY bad on the inside. Signifying that he still remembers and is scarred by what happened.

3rd line, I'mma just change it so it better fits with the AU, plus ull understand it better =3

"The mind is mightier than the hand, it has no limitation"

This could symbolize the hand doing the thinking, while the hand just obeys

Hey but you know what this could ALSO mean?

THE MIND BEING THE GOOP AND THE HAND BEING FOUR HE'S LIKE A UUHHHHHH PAWN OR PUPPET YAYAYAYA!

Full on speculation like wth 💥 /silly

"Can you describe the face you saw?

Could it be one you recognize?

We'd never harm the hand that draws

Imagination cursed us all with life"

First n second line, the face and could be the one he recognizes being 3 =3

The goop stating it would never harm the hand [OR IN THIS CASE 4 💥]

This is such a lie cuz, didn't you just try to kill him after he got out of that seat? /silly

Last line uhhhhhhhhh the imagination could be just being desperate or some type of corruption that gave it life

I dunno what I just said but yeah 💥

"Shamed and defaced, scathed and disgraced

Tainted by hatred and can't be erased

Creators betrayed us we've got it on tape

We've written your fate and it can't be erased"

3 HIGHLIGHT VERSE 💥

Shamed and defaced, scathed and disgraced could probably be 3 being betrayed, losing his old self, n' etc =3

Second line being how his hatred was so strong it was almost as if it couldn't be erased [HEY REMEMBER THAT LAST THEORY YEAH THE GOOP REINFORCED HIS HATE YEAH YEAH YEAH-]

Creators could be changed to 4 or a friend in this case =3

Third line being how he [3] has evidence of what 4 had done.

4s fate was already written and couldn't be erased, he would be forever remembered in history as a once beloved friend who betrayed a friend in exchanged for the perfect video.

"I was not always a monster, once I was somebody's muse

Innovation made us stronger, but that power was abused

The machine is thumping, and the ink is pumping now, you need to run

Because the Demon's coming!"

Another 3 verse!! 💜

First line being 3 admitting he wasn't always a 'monster' [possibly him reffering to his eldritch form], but he was once someone's muse [the muse in question prolly being 4 💥]

Innovation could mean ambition, pride or creativity

Second line could point to the innovation being a good thing, but was abused. Sounds like a certain blue person? =]

The machine is pumping, again, might reference the goop plan / upbringing.

Second to last line is the goops plan coming to fruition and the corruption spreading.

Last line, the demon being the goop!

"I really need help, someone send a telegram!

I'm surrounded by upside down pentagrams

I don't have a guide, just little bit of candlelight

With an axe that I don't know how to handle right

That Little Devil Darlin's on a lot of reels, long as he's on one, he cannot be real

Stop the projectors, Bendy's off his reel

Got a feeling he and Joey got a deal

An unholy bargain, a demonic seal, with a master plan, that I must reveal

Won't be long till this ink's all congealed, upon my body, head to toe, all concealed

But a little bit of bleach should do the trick

I'll never watch another damn cartoon I quit!

"Look at you, you're scared of a moving pic"

Hey, Bendy, how'd you get that tutu to fit?"

First line all the way to "I'll never watch another damn cartoon I quit!" could be pictured as 3 being stuck down in the cave for the first time, and exploring!

Help I'm having animatic ideas ;w;

Last two lines could be 3 possibly mocking one of 4's videos

Idk just a funny scenario I thought of heh

"I'm blinded by this evil growing

My heart is full of people-loathing

With secrets that I keep from showing

I am the wolf in sheepish clothing

Flood the shop with ink flowing

Push it to the brink of blowing

We hope you don't think of going

Weigh you down to keep from floating

Come with me, we'll bring you Joey

You'll be kept from being lonely

Kicking, screaming, sinking slowly

Give your soul, it's what you owe me"

Oh yeap this is PERFECT

This ENTIRE VERSE could be 4 slowly succumbing to the goops influence / corruption

I mean, LOOK HOW FITTING IT IS!!

Last line could be the entity saying that his soul is something he owes and belongs to it

"Shamed and defaced scathed and disgraced

Tainted by hatred and can't be erased

Creators betrayed us we've got it on tape

We've written your fate and it

can't be erased! "

Oh yeah I already wrote this same exact verse so I don't rlly need to explain it further =3

OH GOD I YAPPED

Yeah, I know, it's so perfect for the AU even though it's me and for BADTIM 💜

Anyways here's some final thoughts

Gonna be copying this from book since I'm TIRED ;w;

I think what we could possibly get from all this + from my previous theory is that the goop doesn't support anyone. I mean- it's quite obvious right?

The goop influenced and "helped" 4, going against 3. Yet when 3 was overtaken by the goop, the goop was AGAINST 4 and reinforced 3's hate. How is it supporting one side, yet supporting the other aswell?

I don't think it's for entertainment or any thing like that, more like spreading corruptness [I MADE THAT UP] or smth.

Like I said last theory, the goop isn't NECESSARILY evil. It's just encouraging the victims bad thoughts. It's possibly even using both people as pawns for a possibly bigger plan!

But that's prolly me being delusional again and thinking I'm cool when I'm not. 💔 /silly

So yeah, hoped y'all enjoyed my theory rambling, ONCE again

Yeet us chat =3

[apocalypseofgoodandevil]

Forsakeners... please someone tell me they see the vision with this song...

LIKE WITH EVERY FORSAKENER...

Maybe 1x / shed and coolkidd / oo7 focused.. lemme get the lyrics n assign them below. Maybe writing a storyboard below

[Intro, panning from survivors depending on the lyric]

Swinging for the fences (panning the lobby area, checking on what each of the survivors are doing)

Hanging from the moon (focuses on the cabin where the idiots are)

I cut my tongue on the rust of a silver spoon (elliot maybe?)

I bet my billionth bottom dollar on a hopeless case (chance)

And now the devil on my shoulder has a knife to my face (shed maybe? Referring the devil as 1x or his hatred)

[Main part, both killer and survivors here]

Sometimes the short end of the stick is the sharpest (two time)

Sometimes the only road to take is the darkest (two time)

Sometimes all you gotta say is "Daddy, make it go away" (coolkidd)

Sometimes the only way out is as a carcass (Guest)

[Another part, idk what to do here im ngl maybe john doe?]

Chimp with a cigarette in a fifty cent zoo

Thanks God he ain't in the circus while he's watching you

I got too close to the furnace

I've been on both sides of the glass

But ain't nobody made a monkey out my monkey ass

Sometimes the short end of the stick is the sharpest (two time holding the dagger)

Sometimes the only road to take is the darkest (two time over azures body)

Sometimes all you gotta say is "Daddy, make it go away" (coolkidd, younger, crying into oo7n7's arms)

Sometimes the only way out is as a carcass (guest)

Sometimes you gotta finish what you shouldn't have started (shedletsky)

Sometimes you gotta shoot before you see the target (chance)

Sometimes Daddy's gonna say, "You're not worth the price to pay" (oo7n7)

Sometimes the tunnel only leads to darkness (idfk dusekkar or taph)

[1x and shedletsky focused, 1x is singing as he torments shed]

You built this ship (you did, you did)

And you'll go down with it

[1x stabs shed and yk cutscene as music part]

[Noob focused, maybe a flashback before bro got sent to spectre hell]

Racing toward the mailbox

With a letter in your hand

But the postman's gone away, and you begin to understand

[Panning to present, noob face to face with guest 666]

That you're no hero to this story

You're just another wretched pawn

Who bought his tickets to the sideshow

And then slept through the alarm

[Main part agaain]

Sometimes the short end of the stick is the sharpest (two time)

Sometimes the only road to take is the darkest (azure)

Sometimes all you gotta say is "Daddy, make it go away" (coolkidd)

Sometimes the only way out is as a carcass (guest)

Sometimes you gotta finish what you shouldn't have started (shedletsky)

Sometimes you gotta shoot before you see the target (chance)

Sometimes Daddy's gonna say, "You're not worth the price to pay" (oo7n7)

Sometimes the tunnel only leads to darkness (duse or taph idfk)

[Main part times two. Maybe more dramatic or au versions...]

Sometimes the short end of the stick is the sharpest (azure)

Sometimes the only road to take is the darkest (two time)

Sometimes all you gotta say is "Daddy, make it go away" (guest's kid i forgot her name)

Sometimes the only way out is as a carcass (guest)

Sometimes you gotta finish what you shouldn't have started (shed)

Sometimes you gotta shoot before you see the target (chance, maybe facing off with taph)

Sometimes Daddy's gonna say, "You're not worth the price to pay" (oo7n7, prolly using his gui to get away from coolkidd idk)

Sometimes the tunnel only leads to darkness (everyone lmao)

You built this ship

And you'll go down with it (1x again.. or maybe all the killers? Who knows)

[lazyneonrabbitt]

Ruppel

Daryl Dixon x reader | current world AU(?)

You're chilling on the couch watching your favorite show. Daryl joins you because he wants to learn about your interests.

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"Wha's tha?"

You were curled on the couch, blanket over your body and a stuffed animal in your arms as you watched the tv.

You hadn't even heard him when he came in and only noticed his presence when he plopped down next to you and stole your snacks.

"Huh? H.. hey!" You snatch a handful of snacks as you turn your attention back to the bright pink screen.

"Whatcha watchin'?" Daryl had only recently started living with you and was still getting used to your day-to-day routines, especially on your days off work.

"RuPaul. Never heard of it?" You didn't even turn to face him as you talked, not wanting to miss any of the drama.

Daryl scoffed beside you, laughing at your question as he reminded you of his household. "Yes, dear. But Merle's all nicely tucked away in jail and we're not bailing him out again, so ignore his mental assholery and just watch. Food's on the way."

An amused smile pulled at his lips as he settled properly next to you and tried to catch what this show was about.

As the first episode went on Daryl just ..stared.

"Who's tha?" The question came as the bald man in his crazy suit walked into the bright pink room.

"That's RuPaul. He's the show creator and host." An acknowledging hum was given before going back to trying to understand again.

On screen the contestants were doing their runway makeup after spending most of the time working on the sewing challenge.

"How can ya understand wha' they're sayin'? I aint' even know half of them words."

You let out a laugh, quickly trying to muffle it and apologize. Letting him know he'd learn eventually you turned your attention back to the tv as the runway intro sound started.

A large, gorgeously dressed woman appeared on screen, doing a theatrical entrance and welcoming the judges.

"Who's tha' then? Sounds jus’ like tha’ host guy.” Daryl's questions kept coming. Not that you minded, though. It meant he was actually watching and somewhat invested in one your interests.

"That's because it is RuPaul again."

"Tha's really the fancy suit guy from earlier?" His eyes were locked on the screen, deep in focus as he stared at the woman. ..man?

"Yeah, there's a good reason why she hosts the show." There was admiration in your tone and he couldn't place what aspect of this show earned that admiration just yet.

"Yer shittin' me righ' now." He looked from the screen back to you who stared at him and nodded. “There aint’ no way tha’s the same person.”

"An' why's it She now? Cuz there's a dress on?"

Your smile widened and you snuggled into his side. "Yeah! See, you'll learn."

Seeing Daryl so involved in something his entire environment as a child had shunned warmed your heart. And he was right when he mentioned his family earlier. You could also still hear Merle's voice yelling all kinds of homophobic, racist slurs at any little thing that didn't go like he wanted it.

You both watched all the queens do their runway routines with you spilling your opinions out loud and Daryl sometimes doing more than hun in acknowledgement to your comment. A "yer righ', looks weird." might have been the most he said, but it was something nonetheless. When the judging started you even got a "ya really gotta translate fer me sometime." A shrug and an okay gave him enough answer for now, as you watched the two bottom queens stand at the ready to start their lipsync. "Wait wha's up now? I missed sumthin'."

"They're the worst ones this week. They perform a song and the best one stays." The song was announced and with the one famous quote it started playing and the two started their performance. Daryl had seen girls dance around poles and whatnot at bars he used to go to but this was something else. As the song went on you'd let out an impressed 'woah!' or a gasp, and even Daryl let out a soft "damn." at an impressive twirl and an "oh shit." as one of them dropped into a split.

Right between the end of the song and the winner announcement you glanced over at your partner who nodded at the tv, impressed with the performance.

"I hope the one in yellow wins." You state as you nudge him. "You?"

"Yeah. Yellow's good." You both watched as they went through the elimination talk and you cheered as the one you wanted to stay did win.

As you continued on with the next episode your doorbell announced the food had arrived.

Daryl went to fetch it as you got plates and cutlery and set up the small table to eat on the couch.

When you both came back you both got your food plated and sat down to continue on with the show.

“So,” you swallowed your bite of food. “Do you want translations? Or pause the show to get explanations?”

He gave it a short thought before shrugging it off and letting you know he'd save the questions for after the episode.

So you watched. Comments were still happily given mostly by you but Daryl started giving some lovely critiques as well eventually. Ones like "Man, why's tha' one always bitchin'?" when one of them kept complaining about judges' calls and whatnot.

During one of the sad, emotional conversations Daryl let out a comment that compared the mentioned parents to his own and how they would have reacted maybe even worse if he’s ever had to go through such a talk. You cuddled into his side even more, practically laying in his lap now as you listened to his heartfelt talk while watching the last bits of runway prep.

As the runway intro started again and banter between Ru and Michelle went on you both genuinely laughed.

“I like ‘er, she’s feisty.” You looked up at him from your spot now all the way down in his lap.

You shook with laughter in his lap, complimenting in his taste in women and agreeing to like her a lot as well. The runway starts and Daryl points out one of the queens “tha’s the one tha’ had the backwards cap on earlier? The bitchin’ one?” It was so cute how he tried to tell which queen was which workroom guy but he did get it dead wrong. “Oh, no sweetie. The bitchy one was the second one, with the high ponytails and the belts.” You saw how he gave it a little thought and seemed to connect the dots, so to speak with an “aigh’ yeah, tha’ one.”

On the screen the queens kept coming down the catwalk and showing off their looks as yet another question arose. “So wha’ about those tits?” You burst out laughing at the directness of his question as you thought back and indeed not seeing any breastplates on screen in the workroom yet.

“What about the tits, Dee?” Your breathy laughs were slowly calming down as you waited for him to elaborate. “Them skinny ones, there’s some real lookin’ racks on ‘em. An’ they aint’ got any fat to shove in a bra.”

“Well, Daryl. Them’s fake silicon tits.” You faked his accent before reverting back to your own to continue your answer to the question you thought he’d be saving for after the episode. “They’re like tank-tops, but stretchy silicon that are matched to your skin tone and stop right where the boob ends. The arm and neck holes are hidden with sleeve straps and necklaces.” You could see him stare and think again. He had been doing it a lot during the episode and maybe he was finally starting to understand it all. During the judging emotions were high again and you both watched as the queen poured her heart out on the stage. It might not have had anything to do with the challenge but it was a continuation of that earlier talk at the mirror that was still fresh.

"Mah dad would'a sent a huntin' party after me if I'd even look at a guy fer too long, let alone admit I was into 'em."

You had to go and pause the episode for a moment to let that sink in.

"Daryl?" You rolled over onto your back and looked at him. "Something you wanna share with your girlfriend now that you're in a safe place to talk about it?"

You got a look that was him clearly thinking about the conversation, before his eyebrows shot up and he looked down at you with an ‘oh shit’ kind of look. “Wha? No. I aint’ sayin’ I am.” He had to think first before phrasing this wrong again. “Wha’ I mean’ta say’s I can tell ya if a guy yer eyein’ at the store looks nice, ya know. Like ya girlies all do to each other. Bu’ if I ever let tha’ slip around my family I’d get beat fer bein’ a sissy.”

You reached your hands up to grab at his cheeks and get him close enough for a kiss, being helped up a bit as you couldn’t reach and gave him a loving kiss. “You know you can comment on pretty ladies too, right? If you spot one I’d love to get a peek too!” Daryl laughed before pressing his lips against yours again. “I know ya like them good racks an’ squishy butts too, sunshine.” He pulled his arms away from under you making you drop back into his lap with an ‘oomph’.

“Now unpause.” He pointed at the tv as he stuck his tongue out to you. “Wanna see if the bitchy one in the sparkly blue thing goes home. I’on like tha’ one.” Rolling your eyes and giggling you got comfortable again to finish the episode and see if Daryl’s wishes will be heard.

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A/N: A headcanon question in our yume ship discord got out of hand in my head so I had to write a fic about it.