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[gardenofbones-if]

First Progress Report on the New Blog!

Yaaaay thank you so much for 73 followers! ⸜(˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)⸝♡

All my appreciation to everyone who followed Garden of Bones here from the other blog, and if you're new, hello and welcome!

Small update for you: troubleshooting is going VERY well and I'm much happier with this version of the demo! I haven't changed too much aside from the arson branch, but it's simply... better. Especially glad that you will get a few more paragraphs with the servant and the guard - that final scene was a bit rushed.

This was always going to be a built-in way to play with individual choices, but based on your early feedback, a new flag has been added to specifically mark your feelings for MCs who choose to believe U from the beginning or commit fully to the cause. I've been affectionately referring to them as les dévoués while playtesting: the lonely souls and living weapons are seen in this draft.

You can now also find U superficially attractive (or superficially unattractive) outside of whatever choice you make about how to approach your unique relationship. I'm not sure how I'm going to use this information yet, exactly, but I have some ideas...

Update 0.1.2 is almost ready to go live, and hopefully a new intro post will be finished by then, too.

PROGRESS!

~ Effie

[velarisdusk]

Night Watch

Azriel x Reader

word count: 400 content: [ a baby lol, Az being a great dad and an even greater husband/mate ] summary: Your baby is crying in the middle of the night (as they tend to do), but with Azriel, there's no need to stress. author's note: i wrote and found the pics for this in under an hour idk if there are typos, idk if yall fw this, idk if yall have baby fever the way i have baby fever rn (yes im ovulating shut up), and i Dont Care. you will take this and you will appreciate ripped dilf Az the way he deserves. based on this post, thanks to this ask ✦ . Masterlist . ✦

The faint sound of your baby’s cries tugged you from sleep, sharp enough to crack through your haze. You barely shifted, but the warmth of Azriel’s side of the bed was already gone.

The cries softened almost instantly, replaced by the quiet creak of floorboards down the hall. You waited, listening, and soon his voice drifted back to you—low, warm, and steady. The lullaby was unfamiliar, some half-remembered tune he must've learned long ago, the words barely more than a murmur. He wasn’t just soothing the baby; he was pouring every ounce of comfort he had into each note, like he could will peace into the air itself.

When the cries stopped, you expected him to come back to bed. Instead, you heard the soft shuffle of his footsteps pacing back and forth, rhythmic and slow. Curious, you dragged yourself out of bed, following the faint glow down the hall.

Azriel stood in the middle of the nursery, your baby cradled against his bare chest. His hair was a mess, falling over his forehead in dark, unruly strands. Those plaid pajama pants slung low on his hips, and the dim light carved out the hard lines of his back, shoulders, and wings as he swayed side to side. There was something about him in that moment—his strong frame, the quiet patience in his movements, the sheer devotion in the way he held your child—that left you breathless. Love swelled inside you, tangled with a heat that caught you off guard, fierce and undeniable.

He must’ve felt you watching because he glanced over his shoulder, eyes half-lidded with exhaustion but still warm. Wordlessly, he shifted the baby to one arm and crossed the room to you. He leaned down, pressing a slow, lingering kiss to your forehead. His lips were warm, his breath brushing soft against your skin.

"I’ve got it," he murmured, voice rough from sleep.

You lingered for a moment, heart full, before padding back to bed. The scent of him clung to your pillow—cedar, smoke, and the faintest trace of milk from where the baby had nuzzled against his chest.

You drifted off to the distant sound of his voice, warm and steady as a heartbeat, letting the soft sound of his voice carry you back to sleep.

[slayingfiction]

List of 400+ Dialogue Tags

Below is a full (but not exhaustive) and updated list of dialogue tags. Dialogue tags are a widely debated topic for writers, some saying you should only use said, others arguing the opposite. You will get no opinion for me—only a list to use as you wish :D

Some words may differ in categories based on context.

Expressing Agreement or Confirmation

Acknowledged, Admitted, Affirmed, Agreed, Apologized, Confirmed, Conceded, Gibed, Professed, Reassured, Verified, Vouched

Initiating or Continuing Conversation

Added, Began, Chimed In, Commented, Continued, Conversed, Discussed, Elaborated, Greeted, Interjected, Offered, Proposed, Remarked, Went On

Making a Declaration or Announcement

Announced, Attested, Declared, Decreed, Emphasized, Enunciated, Proclaimed, Revealed, Stated, Voiced

Formal or Deliberate Communication

Chanted, Concurred, Observed, Postulated, Preached, Put Forth, Reasoned, Surmised, Testified

Indirect Communication 

Digressed, Hinted, Implied, Insinuated 

Providing Information, Explanation or Speculation

Alleged, Articulated, Asserted, Clarified, Doubted, Equivocated, Explained, Guessed, Imparted, Informed, Lectured, Noted, Predicted, Quoted, Recited, Reported, Theorized

Expressing Doubt or Uncertainty

Doubted, Faltered, Guessed, Hesitated, Pondered, Questioned, Speculated, Wondered, Ventured

Seeking or Giving Advice

Advised, Coaxed, Proposed, Recommended, Remonstrated, Suggested, Supposed, Urged

Animalistic

Barked, Croaked, Growled, Hissed, Hooted, Howled, Hummed, Roared, Snarled 

Expressing Discontent or Frustration

Complained, Fretted, Grumbled, Protested, Ranted

Demonstrating Authority or Command

Avowed, Commanded, Crowed, Decided, Demanded, Dictated, Directed, Insisted, Instructed, Maintained, Ordered, Pressed, Proclaimed, Reprimanded

Displaying Confidence or Assertiveness

Asserted, Assured, Boasted, Bragged, Claimed, Piped Up, Pledged, Spoke Up, Told, Vowed

Exhibiting Anger or Aggression

Accused, Bristled, Challenged, Cursed, Erupted, Exasperated, Fumed, Groaned, Huffed, Raged, Seethed, Snapped, Spat, Stormed, Swore, Threatened, Whinged

Displaying Sadness or Despair

Anguished, Bawled, Bemoaned, Blubbered, Cried, Despaired, Grieved, Lamented, Mourned, Sobbed, Wept, Whimpered, Worried

Persuasiveness 

Appealed, Begged, Cajoled, Convinced, Persuaded, Petitioned, Pleaded, Prayed

Conveying Fear or Worry

Cautioned, Entreated, Gasped, Quaked, Shuddered, Stressed, Trembled, Warned

Softly or Quietly

Breathed, Called, Crooned, Murmured, Mumbled, Muttered, Sighed, Whispered

Loudly or Forcefully

Bellowed, Boomed, Cried Out, Hollered, Screamed, Screeched, Shouted, Shrieked, Thundered, Wailed, Whooped, Yelled

Demonstrating Disgust or Disdain

Cringed, Gagged, Griped, Groused, Rasped, Scowled, Sneered, Snorted

Expressing Mockery, Disrespect or Sarcasm

Dared, Imitated, Insulted, Jeered, Mimicked, Mocked, Ribbed, Ridiculed, Scoffed, Snickered, Taunted 

Doing Annoyingly

Gloated, Goaded, Nagged, Pestered, Provoked, Sassed, Tattled

Emotional or Expressive Communication

Grunted, Mewled, Panted, Quavered, Sniffled, Snivelled, Squawked, Whined, Yowled

Showing Empathy or Comfort

Comforted, Consoled, Empathized, Soothed, Sympathized

Indicating Thoughtfulness or Reflection

Contemplated, Echoed, Mused, Pondered, Recalled, Reflected, Remembered, Reminded, Reminisced, Retorted, Reiterated

Expressing Humour or Amusement

Cackled, Chirped, Chuckled, Giggled, Guffawed, Jested, Joked, Laughed, Quipped

Revealing Information

Confessed, Confided, Divulged, Disclosed, Expressed, Hinted, Revealed, Shared, Spilled, Uttered

In a Flirtatious Way

Bantered, Cooed, Flirted, Joshed, Moaned, Purred, Teased

Demonstrating Surprise or Astonishment

Gasped, Marvelled, Yelped

Indicating Hesitation or Reluctance

Faltered, Hesitated, Stammered, Stuttered

Engaging in a Dispute or Argument

Argued, Bargained, Bickered, Contended, Debated, Disputed, Negotiates, Objected, Rebutted, Shot Back

Showing Enthusiasm or Excitement

Beamed, Blurted, Cheered, Exclaimed, Gushed, Raved, Rejoiced, Sang, Squealed, Trumpeted

Expressing Approval or Praise

Applauded, Complimented, Encouraged, Exhorted, Extolled, Lauded, Praised

Speaking in a Continuous or Repetitive Manner

Babbled, Chattered, Jabbered, Rambled, Rattled On, Repeated

Questions and Answers

Answered, Asked, Cross-examined, Inquired, Implored, Probed. Prodded, Prompted, Queried, Questioned, Quizzed, Requested

Expressing Criticism or Disagreement

Challenged, Chastised, Chided, Condemned, Corrected, Countered, Criticized, Deflected, Demurred, Denounced, Scolded

Negative or Deceptive Communication

Denied, Droned, Exaggerated, Interrupted, Lied

Finishing the Conversation 

Concluded, Finished, Thanked

Neutral or Miscellaneous

Admired, Consented, Foretold, Invited, Mentioned, Mouthed, Pointed Out, Replied, Said, Sputtered, Volunteered

Happy Writing!

[ihangelic]

BND’S TOP THREE KlNKS

pair ; legal line x gn!reader genre ; smut warnings ; mostly switch!bnd, mentioned penetr*tion (giving/receiving, can be read as d*ck/strap), one mention of reader blushing in sungho's, reader's small enough to 'manhandle", too many k*nks to list (but some that might be triggering are: degr*dation, dacryph*lia, overst*m/edg*ng, dumbif*cation, sh*bari, control k*nk) wc ; 2k (abt 400 each)

✉️ 𓂃 ₊˚⊹ note ; not proofread. please forgive any punctuation mistakes.

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𝒥aehyun. . .

1. praise/degradation: and the crowd is…not surprised. dirty boy wants to watch every little expression you make and the differences in how you react when he praises and degrades you, how your eyes grow wider or how much your body squirms in his hold when he tells you dirty things like: ‘you’re being so good for me, baby’, or ‘fuck, you’re such a slut for my cock, aren’t you?’. likewise, he loves how his heart squeezes and his tummy flutters when you coo at him, sweet words like: ‘you’re such good boy, doing such a good job. i’m so proud of you’, or simply ‘you’re mine, myungie’. but— he also loves how his heart practically beats out of his chest when you talk down to him, condescending or just straight up mean, telling him ‘poor little thing, just a dumb puppy, hm? can barely even hump your useless little cock into my hand without help’.

2. dacryphilia: all his kinks really go hand-in-hand; this kink is just on the receiving end though. (if you cry, even from pleasure— he'd still burst into tears himself and feel incredibly guilty, probably go into drop 🥺) anyway, jaehyunie wants you to praise/degrade and control his body to the point of tears; the rush of emotions and feeling droplets slip out of his eyes uncontrollably, running down his cheeks— it just turns him on even more. he loves how small and at your mercy it makes him feel, and if he’s being honest…he feels pretty when he cries for you, and he knows you think it too. the way you stare into his sparkling, tear filled eyes as he whimpers, it makes his cock twitch and weep along with his own growing sobs; he just loves feeling utterly yours. <3

3. control kink: this goes both ways, giving and receiving. if jaehyun is domming he likes to tell you when you can and can't cum, how slow or fast to go, and exactly what he wants you to do. he doesn't even want you to think for yourself— that's his job; you just lay there and look pretty while he pounds into you— or he'll watch you fall apart, barely able to hold yourself together but doing your best to follow his instructions with thighs that shake from pleasure; he just thinks you look so cute and sweet in that state, desperately wanting to do his every word because you love him. if jaehyun’s feeling subby, give him strict rules and a choice of punishments if he doesn't uphold them; sometimes jaehyunie almost wants you to set him up for failure, just so you can punish him and make him a mess for you, your pretty little mess; but other times he wants you to tell him exactly what to do so he can feel butterflies in his stomach every time he gets it right. whisper your commands in his ear as you touch him and he's like a dog to it's master, he can't help but listen to you.

𝒮ungho. . .

1. strength kink: sungho doesn't really hide that he likes to show off his muscles; of course when you're laying all pretty underneath him he's going to get off on how small your head looks compared to his biceps as he cages you in with them. and when sungho’s fucking you so good that you just need something to anchor you, reaching to grab onto his arms, fingers pressing into his muscles— he’s gonna lose his shit and go that much harder, pound you on his cock until you’re screaming in pleasure. loves to have you ride him in reverse, facing your back towards him so he can put you in a headlock as he fucks up into you, controlling your hips with his other hand like you're a fleshlight. sungho wouldn't choke you in the headlock— unless you want him to ;)— he just likes to squish your face between his arm muscles while he manhandles you. 🤭

2. overstimulation/edging: sungho loves really long, drawn out sex— and to be wrecked by yoi, specifically by your hands; he wants to lay on his back, completely at your mercy (or lack of) as you toy and torture his cock. make him spill on your hand over and over again until it's painted white with his cum, or edge him to the very brink before letting his cock go and watch it twitch against his abs, rough breaths causing them to go up and down. he wants you to ruin him until his hands are fisting into the sheets, veins popping and knuckles turning white from how hard he's clenching them. touch him, or don't, until he's convulsing and his body's shivering uncontrollably; he just really likes being turned into desperate and messy boy for you, how you look at him while his ruined cock is laying heavy in your hands :(

3. humiliation/dumbification: goes both ways. he wants to watch your eyes cross as he fucks you absolutely stupid on his cock, to set you up for embarrassment just so he can watch your cute cheeks blush or for you to squirm in humiliation, all while he can feel you clenching around him; then he can make fun of you for that too. its an endless cycle that keeps him rock hard. you're just too cute when you're dicked down and dumb. on the other hand, if sungho's feeling subby, he'd love to have you tease him with your words until he can hardly look you in the eyes anymore, for you to edge or overstimulate him until he's soaking wet and dripping— just so you can tell him he's as wet ‘as a girl’. (can you tell i like to feminize yeppi?) humiliate him with harsh words uttered in a mockingly sweet voice until he's shaking and begging to cum.

𝑅iwoo. . .

1. praise: riwoo is an absolute sweetie, so his praise kink is giving and receiving. and thank god, cuz how could you resist telling him what a good boy he is; how much you love him and are proud of him while he's making you feel good, or laying there obediently while you touch him? he loves you and the way your pretty voice sinks his mind into a pleasurable haze, the way it makes his heart warm and his tummy all fluttery as he squirms against your body. and if riwoo is in control, he wants to make you feel the same way you make him feel; he wants you to know how good you're doing and how beautiful you look while he's touching you and bringing you closer to climax. some say he's not a man of many words, but when it comes to you, the words are flow from his lips endlessly; the amount of things in his mind to praise you for are endless. he wants to make sure you know just how perfect you are for him, all while he's doing the dirtiest things to your body.

2. shibari (rope play): giving and receiving! maybe this will come as a shock to some, but i see riwoo as a total rigger and rope bunny; there's just something that makes his brain go 'brrr' when he gets to tie you all up in some rope— especially if it’s a pretty color, like deep red or pink. he gets to bend and position you just how he wants, and you just look so erotic and helpless— while he gets to be the one to 'help' you (and by help, he means fuck and use you like his little toy, all willing and submissive for him). likewise, he loves to be at your mercy, unable to move, in position to taken and used by you. even if you spring it on him suddenly, pushing him underneath you with no warning— the second you're pinning down his body and tying him up, he's hard and leaking, desperate for your touch and to be your good little rope bunny.

3. submission: i don't think i'm alone when i say riwoo often gives submissive vibes. watch anything that boy does and tell me it doesn't scream service-sub energy. he will definitely dom if that's what you're into— he honestly just wants to make you feel good; that's his main prerogative no matter what role he plays, but he just loves to listen to you, to heed to your every request and be rewarded for it, even simply by being given praise; it makes him feel so special and good just to be your good boy— specifically yours. if you ride his cock or you're fucking him and just use him like a toy, all for your pleasure, his eyes might just cross and you'll definitely need to remind him not to cumbif you previously gave orders that he's not allowed. being of service to you, giving his body for you to use, knowing he’s making you feel good by being your toy, that’s more than enough to have him drooling and whimpering in pleasure, eyes rolling back.

𝒯aesan. . .

1. control kink: tell me i'm wrong!? this man wants to take care of you or absolutely break you, but either way it will be done by him and him alone. will tease or edge you until you're almost unable to beg anymore from how much of a mess he's made you. he wants to toy with you until you're practically liquid in his hands, all soft and malleable for him to fuck and order around. loves to watch you go from shy or bratty in the beginning to desperate and obedient, the perfect little doll for him to touch and ruin as he wants. nothing turns him on more and gets him into that feral state of mind than seeing you going along with his every word, whether sweetly whispered between thrusts or growled as he manhandles you.

2. humiliation: when i say taesan has a humiliation kink, i don't mean it lightly; he wants to ruin you, make you feel ruined— in the best way possible. he'll make you hump his shoe, clinging onto his calf and begging for him to give you more or let you cum; he'll put you in the most embarrassing, vulnerable positions just to flick at your most sensitive parts with a face of mock disinterest, meanwhile you're pathetically shaking for relief, and he won't hesitate to make fun of you for that. he'll stare at you in a way that makes the surface of your skin burn with embarrassment, making you cum from the most humiliating things. he just loves knowing he has that power over you and that you willingly give it to him.

3. sex toys: everything's tied to his control kink and wanting to see you turn into a wreck from his own hands. he'd love to take his time slicking up your hole with his sexy fingers to put a remote control vibrator inside you, then make you go out with him so he can toggle the levels of vibration all day. watching your face scrunch up or a whimper escape your mouth despite how he can tell you're trying so hard— it makes him feel so evil, but he can't help it, you're just so cute when you're being so pathetic and begging for him to turn it off, whispering so no one around will hear. also really likes using cuffs or a cock ring on you, because it makes you even more helpless and under his mercy. when it comes to toys and your body, he kind of turns into a mad scientist; he wants to know how you’ll react when this is put there vs here; he wants to see how quickly you can fall apart and what toy you’re the weakest to.

𝐿eehan. . .

1. oral fixation: giving and receiving. hanie just LOVES anything to do with something of yours in his mouth or your pretty lips on him; it turns him on so much that it's plenty enough to make him cum. you don't even have to be sucking his dick— let him suck your fingers while you play with his tongue and all it will take is that and a few grinds against the mattress to have his eyes rolling back while drool drips from between his lips and your soaking fingers. or suck on his fingers, nipples, neck, cock— quite literally anything. feeling your hot, wet mouth anywhere on him just gets him SO hot and bothered. will make you ride his cock with his long fingers shoved down your throat, making you keep eye contact with him so he can coo and stare into your pretty eyes. and if you listen while sucking his fingers well, he'll reward you by filling you up with his huge load. 🥰 (his oral fixation turns him into an absolute pathetic loser honestly, whether he's domming or subbing.)

2. domination/submission: no one can change my mind that this man is an absolute switch. (from watching clips of him interacting with onedoors at fansigns to literally any other videos of him—) leehan THRIVES on telling you what to do, for you to give him the upper hand and have control over your precious, sexy body— to being an adorable, blushy mess for you; your good boy to play with and use. would like to lay you down on his mattress, cage you in with his body and pound you into his sheets while you're clinging onto his shoulders for dear life and crying out around his cock— just as much as he'd like to be bent over for you, arching his back while you take him from behind; or to sit on your lap with his hands raised cutely to his chest, looking down while you toy with his little cock. 🥺 (which definitely isn't actually small, but i'll talk abt that another time LOL.)

3. roleplay: i think leehan's a huge pervert, so it shouldn't come as a surprise that he'd love to buy you skimpy costumes (or lingerie that really wouldn't be appropriate to wear in the scenarios he's giving you). his roleplays wouldn't be super controlled of course, he likes the freedom and fun of new dynamics that you otherwise couldn't do; like him acting as your pervy doctor, giving you a way too personal 'check up’. or your personal trainer who gets too handsy, 'accidentally' pressing his bulge against you every time he tries to 'help' fix your form. if he's subbing, he also really likes pretending to be your sick and needy patient, only for his requests of help to go from normal to more and more suggestive, until finally he asks you to help him relieve himself of his hard on— bc he just can't do it himself, doctor. 🥺 (leehan would also like pet play, but idk if that fits in the roleplay category, and i've already yapped too much.😭)

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note ; GOD I NEED TO WRITE IHANIE WITH AN ORAL FIXATION NOW FUCK, I FUCKED MY OWN SELF UP WITH THAT ONE.

[emmg]

Emmrich is 19 and clinging to life by a single, fraying thread because the Mourn Watch thinks he should be able to recite undead tax law backwards while sleep-deprived and actively on fire to pass their final exams.

“Have you tried eating the dean’s ass?” Johanna suggests, unbothered, because she is brilliant, untouchable, and also fundamentally does not give a shit. The Mourn Watch is a bunch of whiny corpse babysitters who should be begging to touch her holy left toe. She’s getting in.

Emmrich frowns. Then he stress cries into his pillow because what if she’s right? What if there really aren’t enough hours in the day to absorb 400 years of undead jurisprudence and necromantic rituals?? What if eating the dean’s ass really is the only way to get in???

“Here, chucklefuck,” Johanna says, dumping a heaping platter of coke in front of him.

Emmrich gawks. He is a good boy. He does not cheat. He does not do illicit substances.

He also desperately wants to be a Watcher.

One (1) snort couldn’t hurt, right?

Spoiler: it hurts.

Johanna starts taking notes because Emmrich is fucking disintegrating in real time. His hair is greying from stress, lack of sleep, and possibly the unholy amount of  crack fucking cocaine currently pickling his soul. This is hilarious to her. She joins in.

“I wanna build a huge skeleton,” Johanna announces mid-line, eyes fully dilated like she just glimpsed the face of the Maker.

“I want to find the love of my life,” Emmrich sobs, dropping his portion onto a skeleton’s pelvis.

Doesn’t matter. He’s already committed to this downward spiral. He snorts it off the pubic bone.

Some dipshit cultists are trying to loot the deeper levels of the Necropolis, which is a really bad fucking idea. This is a problem.

Emmrich has not slept in three days.

So he raises the same dead guy 17 times to yell at him.

“PLEASE just let me fucking die,” the cultist begs.

“Not before you scrub every toilet in the necropolis with your ghostly tongue,” Emmrich says, wagging his finger and tsk-tsk-tsking.

Eventually, a formal complaint is filed against him for “unethically harassing the dead” because he keeps waking up long-buried married couples to demand dating advice through his corpse whispering.

Years later, Rook brings a brick of coke to the Lighthouse.

“Oh no,” Emmrich whispers, as PTSD from his academically sanctioned drug-bender days slaps him in the face.

He should say no. He should act like a normal, respectable 52-year-old professor who has left that life behind.

But he loves Rook. He loves Rook so, so much.

And what if Rook thinks he’s lame now? What if she looks at him and sees some washed-up old nerd who can’t even do one little bump of coke like the cool kids?

One (1) line can’t hurt, right?

Spoiler: it hurts.

Immediately, this well-respected academic finds himself in a full-blown, vein-popping screaming match with some random ghostly asshole that wandered into the Lighthouse.

“Hehe,” sneers the Spirit of Bullshittery, “you’re ugly.”

“I TAKE EXQUISITE CARE OF MY APPEARANCE, YOU SEMI-CORPOREAL VULGAR TROGLODYTE,” Emmrich screeches, his voice hitting a frequency that could shatter glass and summon distant, confused seagulls. “BEAUTY IS SUBJECTIVE AND STANDARDS HAVE CHANGED THROUGHOUT THE CENTURIES—IN THE BLESSED AGE, I WOULD HAVE BEEN A—”

Rook, watching this clusterfuck unfold, comes to a rational, reasonable adult decision:

She shoves his dick in her mouth. Maybe if he’s busy getting sucked off, he’ll finally shut the fuck up. Emmrich is so overcome he asks her to marry him mid-suck.

Coke is banned from the Lighthouse.

[agendabymooner]

SOMETHING BIG !!! TOTO W. X FEM!READER

summary: she was too good for him, and he was just a perfect fit.

content warning: smut content (minors dni!), explicit language, pwp, size kink, creampie, praise kink, beta reading what is that we rawdog our writing in here

note: just reached 400+ notes on the max verstappen one… we all need to touch some grass. enjoy xx

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this wasn’t the first time she found herself in such a compromising position: her back against the mattress, her body folded in half and her legs hanging over his shoulders while his cock repeatedly speared her insides. this wasn’t the first time, but his size always made their encounters feel like it.

she didn’t complain; instead, she begged for more. she wanted to feel all of him and who was he to deny such a pretty plea?

“f- fuck,” she stammered, her mouth opening slightly as she gasped, “h- s’good. so, so good… fuck!”

toto’s 6’5 being hadn’t helped the intimidation that she normally felt, either. six months into the relationship and she still felt intimidated by his aura.

he didn’t want her to feel that way. in those days when cameras and other people weren’t around, he showered her with affection and adoration. he showed her a side that most people wouldn’t have a chance to see; one that she loved the most.

but there were times when she just wanted him to ruin her. much like now.

toto groaned in satisfaction, his hands keeping a tight hold on her ass while his cock continued to split her body. she was so light for him that he hadn’t realized her hips were lifted off the mattress. “fucking hell. you’re doing so well for me, schatzi.”

his hand took her smaller one and brought it down to her lower stomach, his hips snapping against hers as her lower stomach bulged. “d’ya feel that, schatz?”

“i- mh- hm~” she cried out, whimpering at the thought that it was him— that was an imprint of him inside her. that her body was being imprinted and fucked by his cock— one that she thought wouldn’t fit inside her.

yet he did. he fit perfectly well and he continued to be the only person who’d ever fit so well inside her.

“so fucking good for me, schatz,” he growled, his hand now reaching down to rub her clit vigorously as her mouth let out a squeak. “letting me fuck you like this— like a good girl you are. such a perfect girl with a perfect pussy…”

“ngh~ toto,” she whined, squirming against him as his fingers moved in circles on her clit, “s’good… please!” her body remained folding in half, her cunt splitting as he thrusted. her stomach fluttered at the feeling of an incoming orgasm, her body shaking as her walls clenched around his cock.

“gonna cum in you,” he groaned, his hips pistoning against hers. “gonna fuck you full of my cum— fuck, schatz. gonna make sure you’re filled to the brim with my cum— fuck!”

his hips stuttered as he let out a moan, feeling her come around him while she cried out in pleasure. her mind felt hazy, only thinking about the oversensitivity that she felt as her vision turned white.

she almost whimpered at the emptiness when he pulled out slowly, her body limping to the bed as she tried to keep her eyes open, but her mind eventually gave up as she kept her eyes closed.

toto sighed, looking down at his handiwork as he watched the mixture of his and her pleasure leaking out of her glistening cunt. so fucking perfect.

he smiled to himself, eventually finding himself lying next to her. pulling her closer, he leaned down to press a kiss on her hair before murmuring, “you did so good for me.”

of course she did. nobody could handle him and his figure more than she did. nobody could handle his desire and lust like she did, and was he ever thankful for that.

[yariation]

Fill The Hole In My Heart

MANGA SPOILERS!! Summary: Megumi hasn’t recovered from Gojo’s and his girlfriend gets the brunt of his frustration.

Megumi x F!Reader

Warnings: Angst, smut, angst, abuse, oh and angst

Word count: 400

Authors note: Erm, kinda sad ig, but some ppl found it kinky

"Go away!" Megumi yelled as he slammed his dorm door in front of your face.

Today's Gojo's birthday... Was Gojo's birthday.

You've been trying to reach him, comfort him. It's been a year since his death, but for some reason, it's like he's just getting worse and worse.

The more days that pass without Gojo, the more Megumi breaks.

You thought you'd be able to fill that hole in his heart, but you weren't enough. Yuji, Nobara and you weren't enough.

Maybe you were a bad girlfriend.

Maybe your aren't enough. You've done everything you could. 

Dates, hangouts, dinners, movie nights, cuddles, kisses, alone time, accepting the cold shoulder, accepting the yells, the slaps...

You're both of age now.

At least this won't hurt. At least this means love. At least this will feel good. At least this will distract him. At least this will help, right?

If this doesn't work, nothing will.

~~~

Today's Megumi's birthday and he's spending it by sulking in his bed, missing the way Gojo would celebrate his day of birth.

With nothing else but a quiet knock, you enter the room.

His gaze shifts to you, a glare more than a gaze. Eyeing you up and done. There's no doubt that he loves you, but you remind him too much of Gojo. It's annoying and painful.

The way you grin, joke and always beg to take selfies during dates.

In your hand, you hold a pack of condoms. Making his eyes widen. The two of you exchange a look, you offer him a weak smile.

~~~

"Ow, fuck!" You cry out when his hips snap forward.

"Just take it, please..." He groans into your ear as he hovers over your trembling body.

This was your first time, his first time. It's bled, but the blood only reminded him of that day and he only continued.

His thrusts were harsh, unsure and just moving by instinct. Showing no care for the girl underneath him. As she cried his name, it hurt a lot before the feeling was laced with slight pleasure.

Megumi was blinded by the pleasure, relishing the feeling of you so tightly holding onto him.

You don't remember how he looked like when he was happy. Maybe this is how. Hair sticking to his forehead from the sweat, lips gaped and forming a small smirk, panting, eyes finally on you.

Eyes finally on you.

It's been so long since his attention was on you. His body on you. His love on you.

That is what this is, right?

This is how you fill the hole in his heart, right?

By letting him fill you?

.

. .

. . .

[neufer]

I’m not very good at coming up with headcanons, so the other day I wanted to write down the few that I have.

Steve is old enough to be in the grade above Soda (which is canon based on the birthdays Hinton gave them), but his parents (mainly his dad) just sort of forgot about starting him in school at the right time so he’s the oldest kid in his and Soda’s class

Soda gets a dog. Either a basset hound, beagle, or a redbone coonhound like in Where the Red Fern Grows

Speaking of, Pony definitely reads Where the Red Fern Grows and cries and loves it

Tim Shepard is in and out of jail pretty frequently for close to a year after Dally dies because he doesn’t know how to deal with the loss or the thought that it could be him, his little brother, or one of their gang next

Darry hasn’t kissed anyone since he was fifteen

I’ve talked about this once before, but I don’t think Darry was the quarterback when he played football. I see him as a defensive end or outside linebacker

On a similar note, I think Pony is a mid distance runner in track. I think he would run the 400, 800, and be on the 4x400 team

The Curtis brothers have a cast iron skillet that was their mom’s that they take really good care of, just like she did

[lhseungsfav]

no. 1 party anthem - lee heeseung

"the look of love, the rush of blood"

pairing - heeseung x fem!reader synopsis - in which you can't stop thinking about your ex while you're off at a party warnings - pure angst, mentions of alcohol/drinking wc - 400+ proofread! :p

author's note: hii this is my first fic and attempt and angst, pls like and reblog if u enjoyed! <3

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the floor pulses with the loud bass of the music, laughter, and spilled drinks, hanging in the air like cheap perfume and body odor. you lean against the wall, a plastic cup of beer in your hand as you watch people start to sway to the slow, wistful, rhythm of a song that used to mean something. someone bumps into you, sloshing a tawny liquid onto your shoes, staining the bottom of your old jeans. no one apologizes. 

it all happens too fast, the silhouettes of everyone else turning into haziness, the drunken monologues all gone as the music fades and you start to focus on the ache and yearning in your stomach. 

suddenly, you're back where you used to be, three months ago, in an empty parking lot beside the glittering waves of the ocean and the bleeding orange-yellow sky as the september sun dipped below the horizon, leaving the two of you in the hollowness of the situation. you held heeseung's hands tight, like you were afraid the other would disappear and never come back, which was exactly what happened. 

“we’re just going in different directions,” heeseung said, trying to let go of your grip.

“but i don't want to, i'm not ready,” you gasped, voice cracking. you wanted to scream, to let your true feelings out, but you couldn't. you couldn’t move. the tears threatening to escape pooled in your eyes, making the attempt useless. 

heeseung doesn’t say anything back, voice getting caught in his throat. you grip onto his leather jacket tightly, golden hour beginning to end, the bright yellow rays painting streaks across his emotionless face. nothing lasts.

“don’t leave,” you pleaded, words etching into the silence in the air.

now, the party’s blinding lights flip the room upside down into jagged puzzle pieces. a couple walks past, whispering secrets and drunken confessions to each other. you wonder if heeseung is at another party, with someone new, living a life without you, already forgetting the way you cried into his t-shirt – the one that he still sleeps in.

then – there.

just across the dance floor, there he was. in the same outfit that he wore that september evening, staring back at you. 

the song ends, leaving you both in silence once again. 

for a second, it’s just you and him again, back in the neon orange sunlight, the before and after.

your world snaps back into place, the puzzle piecing itself back together. someone brushes past you, making you jerk out of your daze. once he’s gone, you look back up at where heeseung stood, but he’s not there anymore. 

he’s gone. again. just like before.

[papayaayaart]

A short animation of Shane (Stardew Valley)

Thank you so much for 400 notes on my Shane and Aggie sketches!! I dug up this very short animation I did in Nov 2023 and decided to colour and share it as thanks for the sweet messages! 💜

I was expecting around 10 interactions MAX when I posted it, so I actually cried tears of joy at all the sweet comments :,)

As extra thanks, I've provided a version of this mp4 video (without the watermark and text box) up to purchase for just £2 minimum on my Ko-Fi for anybody who's interested!

I will definitely be posting more Shane content!! Mostly for me but also for the fellow Shane supporters!! Tysm again!

Below is just a still, high quality png of my favourite frame from the short animation ⬇️

[ilovetoxicfictionalmen]

JACKSON GETS JEALOUS

Pairing - Jackson Rippner x fem!reader

Warnings - Choking, semi-public acts, knee acts??? Jackson is mean to poor reader.

Word count - 400 words

Notes - I pledge allegiance to Jackson.

“Jack-son” you choked out, trying so desperately to loosen his vice grip around your throat. 

Your hands were clawing at his, your legs shooting in every possible direction, accidentally kicking him in the shins a couple of times. His fingers squeezed in warning whilst your eyes swelled up. The pressure of the cubicle wall behind you ached at your skull as he continued on. Never have you seen him so furious, so sinister. 

His lips pressed against your ear, you could feel his hot breath fan at your lobe. “Who was that?” he hissed, his head snapped back to look at you. His eyes were as dark as night, storming with lust, jealousy and rage. 

Who was in reference to your male friend that noticed you in the restaurant and rudely interrupted your dinner date to say hello to you. The conversation didn’t last long, he felt too intimidated by Jackson’s glare. To what you thought was going to be a harmless toilet break, to another quickie, had turned into something a lot darker. 

A gasp of air roughly ran down to your lungs as his grip loosened. 

“I told you! A friend from high school!” You cried, your tears spilling down your cheeks, ruining the makeup you took so long to perfect. 

“You let any guy touch you like that, huh?” Jackson scoffed, pressing his knee up to your crotch. You mewled out when his knee slowly rubbed against your sweet sob underneath your dress. “You just a fucking whore behind that innocent facade? And I thought you were mature for your age…” He tutted to you. 

Jackson raised a finger to you when the door creaked open, the sounds of the restaurant filled the bathroom momentarily before the door slammed shut. With a smirk, Jackson let go of your throat and focused on fucking you with his clothed knee. It took all of your effort to remain silent with the stranger in the room. The friction was burning at your skin. All you could do was silently sob as he grunted, blue eyes snapping up and down from his knee to your face. 

You moaned out in relief as you heard the stranger exit the bathroom. “Good girl” Jackson praised, tapping your cheek like you were a puppy. He let go of you and unlocked the door, picking up your handbag from the floor like the gentleman he was and handing it to you. 

“Be quick then, let’s enjoy the rest of our date night huh?” He put forward with a stern frown as he watched you mope your way to the mirror. 

A dark grin grew on his lips as he saw you open your purse to try to fix your makeup. He strided over to you and took your chin into his hand, admiring your tear stained flushed cheeks. 

“You’re so pretty when you cry baby” he complimented, kissing you passionately before leaving.

[thelegendofravio]

20 Incorrect Kirby Quotes

Mostly Taranza, Magolor, Marx and Susie.

Again sorry for just dumping all of them at once and if someone has already done some of these

1.

*in a group chat*

Magolor: First one to reply is gat.

Magolor: *gay

Magolor: Wait…

2.

Marx: Welcome to my very first vlog, in which I try different hair products!

Marx: *sprays hairspray in their mouth*

Marx: Well, right off the bat I can tell you this one is not very good.

3.

Magolor: Hold on, I can explain!

Meta Knight: Really? Can you now?

Magolor: I can if you give me a minute to think of a convincing lie.

4.

Dedede: What are you doing here?

Taranza: I could ask you the same question.

Dedede: I live here. This is my house.

Taranza: I should probably ask you a different question.

5.

Marx: “I wouldn’t wish that on my worst enemy” I would. Pussy.

Marx: “I’m not gonna sink to their level” I will. Coward.

Marx: “I’m the bigger person” I’m 150 cm tall give me the gun bitch.

6.

Magolor: Kirby, my old friend!

Kirby: I think you tried to kill me at some point.

Magolor: That was obviously just my way of getting to know you.

7.

Susie: You know, studies show that keeping a ladder in the house is more dangerous than a loaded gun.

Susie: That’s why I own TEN guns.

Susie: Just in case some maniac tries to sneak in with a ladder.

8.

Taranza: WHOEVER CAUSED THIS MESS IS GOING TO-

Sectonia/Joronia: It was me…

Taranza: …Is going to be forgiven because everyone deserves a second chance.

9.

Marx: Hey Susie, can I get some ice cream?

Susie: Only a spoonful!

Marx: *proceeds to pull out a comically large spoon*

10.

Sectonia: Well Taranza, I have to say, I’m really disappointed.

Taranza: Well, you didn’t HAVE to say it. You could’ve just thought it.

11.

Susie: If bees can be fish and boys can be girls, then why can’t my dad love me?

Magolor: I thought I was going to have to yell at you, but now I think I should hug you.

12.

Sectonia: Let’s write Taranza a friendly note, shall we? Dear… Incompetent… Dumbass…

13.

Magolor: We need to open this locked door. Taranza, give me your credit card.

Taranza: Here.

Magolor, pocketing it: Thanks. Marx, break down the door.

14.

Magolor: *falls down the stairs*

Taranza: Are you okay?

Susie: Stop falling down the stairs!

Marx: How’d the ground taste?

15.

Susie: When was the last time you cried?

Taranza: Uh 15 minutes ago, why??

Susie: really? That recent?

Taranza: Yeah *voce crack* is that an issue? *starts crying again*

16.

Magolor: We can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute.

Taranza: No, that’s not how you make cookies.

Susie: FLOOR IT!!

Magolor: How about 4,000,000 degrees for 1 second?!?

Taranza: yOU’RE GONNA BURN THE HOUSE DOWN-

Magolor: I’M GONNA HARNESS THE POWER OF THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES!

Marx: DO IT!

Taranza: NO-

17.

Magolor: You bought a taco?

Marx: Yes.

Magolor: From the same truck that hit Taranza?!

Marx, with a mouthful of taco: Well, me starving ain’t gonna help them.

18.

Dedede: Hey Taranza, do you have any hobbies?

Taranza: Swimming…

Dedede: Really? That’s cool. I never expected you to-

Taranza: In a pool of self hatred and regret.

19.

Marx: Do you guys want to see a butterfly?

Taranza: Ooh, yes please!

Susie, with their laptop open: I’m not going to stop working to look at a stupid bug!

Marx: It’s not a bug though…

Susie: …

Taranza: …

Susie: Well I still don’t want to see.

Taranza, realizing: Please don’t throw-

Marx: Whee! *throws a stick of butter*

20.

Taranza: You read my diary?

Magolor: At first I did not know it was your diary. I thought it was a very sad handwritten book.

And that's all. There is a magoranza one too that I posted earlier

[stargirlygirl]

Hellooo, i really love all your bnha fics! And i was thinking that if you could write a little something about like class 1-A as a pack, maybe? Any dynamics you want in any kind of genre. I just really lack bnha pack fics and i want some😅😭

(most of) 1-a pack dynamics

alphas: bakugou, kiri, shoto, izuku, mina, tenya, momo betas: hanta, jirou, asui, tokoyami, shoji omegas: denki, ochaco

domestic setting, fluff, sexual implications at the end

bakugou is the designated cook ⟶ when he's not training, he's in the kitchen cooking up a storm

always piling heaps of food on the omegas plates

"why're you not eating?! i made that fresh just for you, ungrateful brat!" (affectionate)

who gets to sit at the head of the table? the alphas had a brawl a few hours after moving in to settle the issue

shoto, bakugou, and izuku were left standing, bruised, bloody and ready to rip out each other's throats for that seat

hanta and asui insisted on a truce ⟶ a daily roster where one alpha gets to sit at the head of table for one day and then a different one sits there the next day

any slightest disagreement between the alphas = brawl outside

i think baku would also shove izuku any chance he gets ⟶ izu's just tryna hang up some laundry while chatting with asui when he gets pushed into the linen sheet rippling in the wind

the culprit walks away with that lopsided grin

honestly, i think baku would shove everyone but he just shoves izu extra hard (and then baku would brawl with anyone who shoves izu because only he gets to shove izu, duh)

one time, kiri accidentally shoulders ochaco in passing ⟶ man is on his knees begging for forgiveness as hanta and denki give him shit for being unmanly

ochaco just stands their rubbing her sore shoulder and insisting that she's fine

on hot summer days, asui, denki, and shoto would make snowcones ⟶ denki coaches shoto on current slang while asui cooks the syrup on the stove and shoto shaves the ice

kiri helps them distribute the snow cones to everyone

for the rest of the afternoon, shoto says the most out-of-pocket things ⟶ "these snowcones are so good! what flavour is this one?" "chat, is this skibidi rizz?"

denki gives him a thumbs up before cackling and choking on his snowcone

i'm sorry (i'm also cackling), i think tokoyami would try to imitate the alphas (biting off more than he can chew, a bit brash, physical ⟶ so like baku basically)

tenya calls a family meeting one night when tokoyami isn't home ⟶ baku thinks it's funny, ochaco feels bad for tokoyami, and izuku thinks someone needs to tell him

and then tokoyami just opens the door and all eyes are on him

"WHAT'RE YOU DOIN' BACK ALREADY?!" bakugou yells at him

izuku invites him to have seat and starts with, "you're not in trouble, we just noticed that [heroic inspirational speech about accepting yourself]."

tokoyami's blushing so hard from embarrassment and so grateful that no one can see it

he would lean on the other betas for direction in his life and self-acceptance ⟶ looking back, he's really grateful that everyone said something and didn't let him continue to make a fool of himself

i think shoto would be the family credit card ⟶ any purchases 1-a wants to make has to go through him

denki cries when shoto rejects his request to buy a $400 anime figurine (shoto gets it for him for his bday)

on that note, shoto would also track all of the pack's expenses ⟶ sitting at his desk late into the night, reading glasses slipping down his nose (gnawing at the bars of my enclosure)

izu convinces him to come shower with the rest of the alphas arkjnwjnfnwqfbj

yes, the alphas shower together ⟶ tenya was very hesitant at first, especially since mina wanted to join, but with some convincing (a pros and cons list), he was in

the testosterone levels are suffocating when more than one alpha is rutting ⟶ like imagine baku + shoto + kiri all rutting at the same time

betas would be working overtime neutralising those pheromones

orgys are definitely on the table (there's no such thing as monogamy in this household) ⟶ alphas n' omegas supporting each other😁

and on that note, rut + heat cycle calendar on the fridge

denki and ochaco bonding when one of their heat's is approaching ⟶ painting each other's nails while gossiping, cute lil bunny and bear headbands, doing their skincare routines together, cuddling together in their respective nest's and watching romcoms

but when their heat arrives... i would imagine it's like a frothing at the mouth control yourself situation for the alphas

like... who gets it first? who does the omega want to soothe their heat?

i think ochaco would obvs go for izuku, but she has a sweet spot for baku🫣🫦

baku brat-tamer when denki's in his heat convince me otherwise

a/n: i hope this has fed you well, dear nonnie. i really liked this request. it's different to anything i've written before. sloppy kisses for you mwah!

[lvndrlondonfog]

i'm not posting on the official @ourownsidefund account but on a personal note as an organizer i actually genuinely cried today when i saw the gofundme email and saw the absolute outpour of love from the past rough few days.

in conjunction with the 938 USD raised and directly donated to Take Back the Night from our auction, we have not just met but surpassed our goal of 3k by almost 400 additional dollars in a singular day (i think when I checked earlier this morning we were only at around 60% of the initial goal???)

I'll totally be making an announcement and thank you of a much more thought out and professional scale on our actual accounts later but genuinely. this community and fandom is so so so so so so sososossoosososos wonderful unlike anything i've ever seen before. don't ever stop being yall <3

[qoldenskies]

Now that 2024 is coming to a close:

1) Of everything you've made this year, which ones are you the most proud of?

2) What are a few of your favorite things (art, comics, fics, etc) that someone else has made this past year?

ngl for the first question, i think itd have to be caged lungs .... i continue to stew in silence about cw doing so much better than it because there's a lot of moments in it that fuck harddd even though its a little undercooked (i released it earlier than i wanted to because i didnt want to obsess over a bunch of little details, and i kind of regret that now! there are two scenes i would have added if i were able to change things now.) im also very proud of coming undone, especially because it was kind of my,, ig breakout in the fandom? it doing reasonably well is the REASON I AM HERE so be kind to my baby. if that hadnt happened, canary continuity wouldnt exist!!!

as for the second. goddd you cannot make me choose because there is SO MUCH so like. fanart? i'll just bring up some fanart that i think about so much.

this piece by vulstare is like my favorite thing ever STILL. id say its made my month but honestly its kind of made my year, i still gush so hard about it and go back to look at it CONSTANTLY. the idea that ive made something deemed good enough to have fanart of THIS QUALITY still makes me walk around in my home grinning like an idiot, so much that i think my family just thinks its my resting face. im never gonna get over it. whaaaat. i think i have seen this in my dreams

AND OH OH THIS ART BY KAYSDENOFCHAOS. IS SO BANGER. i absolutely adore the symbolism and color in it still, its such a well done and creative way to depict the closet scene with the time metaphor especially. i think its even influenced some of the ways that ive written it in cw chapters in particular. fantastic brilliant showstopping etc.

AND OF COURSE THIS COMIC BY VANGH17A OHHHH MY GODDDDDD!! i am SO mad that this only has like 400 notes when it is so utterly fucking fantastic yall should go and reblog it a billion times to make up for this awful horrible error. its so heart wrenching and beautifully done im gonna go fucking crazy

and this art of chapter 12 by cupcakeslushie of COURSEE!!! its super flattering because their work got me into the fandom in the first place so it was a bit magical bghdhghf. and god do i adore the perspective and lighting, its so haunting,,,, im insaneeee asylum /ref

AND THERE IS A TON MORE THAT PROBABLY JUST ISNT COMING TO ME BUT THIS IS WHAT I REMEMBERED ON THE FLY, please for the love of god just scroll through my fanart tag and go support all the lovely people that drew for me because WHAT DID I DO. TO DESERVE THIS. IM LITERALLY GOING CRAZY

also OF COURSE i gotta give a shout out to i want for us this (that we are well), that's the last song you'll ever sing, and i will save you when your lights go out. I HAVE,,, FICS OF MY FIC???? I HAVE LITERALLY CRIED REAL TEARS OVER THIS

i feel pampered as fuck LMAO. you guys do not understand what you do to me

[drawing-prompt-s]

GoFundMe - Apartment Transfer

Really did not think that I would be making one of these again. But yours truly, Prompt Prophet, cannot catch a break. Every time that I think I am it seems to them just be ripped right back away.

Note: any further proof you require, please contact me at my main, @prophet-rebellion, and I will do what I can to show you.

$400/$400

Links:

GoFundMe

PayPal

Venmo

Please note that this following update means that anybody who wanted to send additional funds for my current roommates cat - Do Not. I want nothing to do with her. Her cat did nothing but after all this I am done. Not funds had been sent for that cat yet but they had been inquired about being a possibility.

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TL;DR - my apartment that told me they were moving my nightmare of a roommate with something called a forced transfer, then apparently reversed their decision (despite documentation) and did not tell me. The only way for me to get out now is to pay a $300 Transfer Fee + Applicable costs to get out as soon as I can. Giving up the apartment I have lived at for almost 2 years now.

The full explanation I gave is under the cut.

Please note I do not want to be doing this, and as soon as I hit $400 the GoFundMe is getting closed. People are struggling enough right now and I hate asking for monetary help when I know this much.

But god, for the sake of myself and my cat I cannot do this. I can't live here with her anymore, but I can't break my lease either.

FULL EXPLANATION (copied from GoFundMe):

Many of you know me for raising funds regarding my cats, either in the search for one of them as being missing, or more recently to raise funds for the other for ear mite treatment.

We reached the full goal of ear mite treatment within 24 hours of the fundraiser being set up - and it feels wrong in a sense to add the funds to that GoFundMe. The Ear Mite treatment is still happening and I fully intend to post an update photo of her at the vet there when I can.

However, to this end, so much as I do not want to be asking for help.

Living with my current roommate is hell. Cut and dry. She is vindictive, rude, loud, and confrontational. Her own cat has a tendency to attack my own and has on many occasions. This roommate was moved into the apartment in June, I have been here for more than a year and a half.

I will save you most of the story because there is an incredible amount, honestly, and I have cried more than my fair share today. My body is threatening more tears as I work through writing this now.

Incredibly important note: one of my old roommates is moving back in, she is a good friend of mine. However, given all that my current one has done, the original roommate refuses to move back if the current one is still present. I cannot blame her as the actions of my current roommate have driven me to locking myself in my room 24/7, along with my ESA. I wish that this was an exaggeration. It is not.

The brunt of the situation comes down to this:

We had mediation, my current roommate and I, and it was about as useless as you would believe it to be.

Nothing changed, in fact any things reverted back to the way they had been or seemingly got worse.

I went to speak with the property manager one-on-one to bring the full story to light along with evidence to backup what I was saying. I completely broke down at this point in time. I cannot break my lease, I cannot escape my current roommate - I am caged.

What was decided in that meeting was that they would be performing a forcible transfer of my roommate - she would be moving to another apartment, same layout, same size room, etc. But out. We would then phase my soon-to-be roommate back in (she had not originally renewed her lease because she was going to be gone for some time). This meeting was on Friday. I was told by the property manager that the following Monday she was going to have a meeting with my current roommate and inform her of this. The whole process would supposedly take about 2 weeks. (It should also be included that my current roommate has had multiple violations of her lease which I had documented). This decision was then further documented by an email they sent to my soon-to-be roommate stating that upon her arrival into the apartment, my current roommate would be gone. So this is an actual documented decision.

The two weeks was almost up and nothing had been heard, my roommate had not packed, etc. So yesterday (October 17th) I sent an email to which I got no reply. Today (October 18th) I went and spoke to the leasing manager (different from the Property Manager, whom is ranked just above her). the LM had no idea what I was talking about. She then spoke with the PM, who I had met with and called me back.

Apparently, the Property Manager, in her meeting the following Monday decided that actually we would continue to live together. My current roommate would no longer be moved out. This sudden change was not communicated to myself or my soon-to-be roommate who was refiling her lease under the impression the issue would be gone.

No curtsey to respond to my email, no honoring a DOCUMENTED decision. Etc. Just radio silence to me.

The only two options available are this - since they are now also giving my soon-to-be (hopefully) roommate a hard time about her income.

1. Myself and my soon-to-be roommate are moved from our original apartment to a different and fully vacant apartment.

(This is the decision we are going with on the grounds that my STB roommate be accepted).

2. My STB roommate does not move in at all and cancels her lease process, leaving me along in the apartment with my devil of a roommate and her cat that keeps attacking my own.

This second option is not sustainable. I am breaking, entirly. I am so tired, and so done with this all.

I do not want to give up where I have lived for almost two years becuase the actions of a vindictive new arrival. But I cannot stay here. If I could break my lease then I would. Because the Property Manager is the highest authority present at the office there is nobody I can go to above her that will hold her to her documented word and honor it. (I did but in a request to the corporation that owns my complex to speak with them about her conduct, but I doubt anything will come of it outside of retaliation).

The reality of option 1 however, is that it is no longer considered a forced transfer. Meaning that i have to pay the transfer fee listed in my lease of $300 plus applicable fees ("convenience" fee and card transfer %). I cannot move apartments until this fee is paid.

Therefore I am setting the amount at $400 to account for the percentage that GFM takes, and the amount that the apartments themselves will be taking on.

I have no set goal for how fast this will be filled, but by God, the sooner the better. I am not renewing my lease and remaining her after it ends in June.