#also im turning anon off after posting this so if you want to send me hate you cant be a coward about it

[crimson-rain-smoked-flower]

I’m not trying to attack you, but do you know that proshipper means someone who supports and romanticizes pedophilia, incest, and abuse? Your reblog on that post seems to read that you think antis just hate on people for having ships they don’t like. But it’s completely different than that. Just looking on the proshipper side of Tumblr and the internet and you can see people happily shipping children and adults and making nsfw content of such things.

i appreciate that you're not being outright hostile, but i have to say, that on its own put you above basically every anti i've interacted with.

i understand where antis are coming from, i really do. there are a lot of things on the internet that make me deeply uncomfortable, including the minor/adult ships that you mention. i don't want to anything to do with those kinds of ships and i would be happiest if i never saw them again. which is why i'm proship.

nine times out of ten, if i see that kind of ship brought up on my dash, it's because i was following an anti without realizing it, and they brought it up unprompted and untagged, to talk about how bad it is that they exist. they are the ones putting that kind of content in front of my face and making it harder to avoid.

the thing about people who ship those ships is that they're generally very aware that not everyone wants to see that kind of content, and so they tag it. they make sideblogs to talk about it. they don't go out of their way to shove it in people's faces. that means i, and everyone else who doesn't like it, can avoid it.

what antis want is for it to not exist at all. they want the tags to be purged and blocked, and for anyone who uses those tags to have their accounts deleted. and sure, that might get rid of some of it, but do you know what would happen to the rest? it would stop being tagged. people who don't want to see it wouldn't have the tools to avoid it. this isn't just a hypothetical, that's what's happened any time a fan space has tried to do that.

that's not even getting into the rabbit hole of what should be banned and what shouldn't. obviously any content that depicts real children or real life abuse shouldn't exist and shouldn't be allowed to be posted, but basically any platform that people use already enforces those policies, and there's not much of a slippery slope to go down there. if it involves real living breathing people being abused, it's bad. end of discussion.

but the same can't be said for fiction. ask ten antis for a specific list of all the content that should be banned, and you'll get ten different answers. what about kink? what about roleplay? what about horror and murder and anything that involves fictional characters being graphically tortured? what about people using art to process terrible things that have happened to them? what about art that uses dark themes as a horror element? if you just want to ban anything questionable to anyone, that's the line of thinking that gets any mention of lgbt existence banned. and again, this isn't just a hypothetical, this has happened before, and that's generally where it leads.

i know, from personal experience, that antis do, in fact, send harassment to people just for shipping things they don't like. i've gotten accused of absolutely vile shit for shipping two fictional characters who were both consenting adults. i've seen ship wars turn into moral battlegrounds, over ships that an average person wouldn't bat an eye at.

the thing about "romanticization" is a whole other can of worms. the anti logic goes like this: if someone sees something (even if it's very obviously fictional) in a positive light enough times, they will start thinking it's okay in real life, and go on to hurt real people. the problem with that is that it's just. blatantly untrue.

if it were true every horror movie fan would be a serial killer, every person that studies dark media would be an unhinged psychopath, and everyone who is into ddlg would be a pedophile. but they're not. they just aren't. people have directed movies just as fucked up as the darkest shit on ao3, and are still capable of being normal human beings who know right from wrong in real life.

even if someone is that impressionable, scrubbing away the existence of every piece of questionable content isn't going to solve their problem, because they're still going to be vulnerable to con men, scams, and cultists. the only thing that would actually materially help someone like that is developing their own morals and critical thinking.

children are also more impressionable, and there's a lot of content that's not suitable for them, but that doesn't mean that content shouldn't exist. it just means that they should stick to spaces designed for them (which most social media sites, tumblr included, are not) or, if they're old enough to be responsible for their experience online, they, or a trusted adult in their lives, should block and filter out things that they aren't comfortable with.

which is what everyone on the internet should be doing. it's what i do, and it's made the internet a much more pleasant place to be. and it's why i sometimes worry for antis mental health, especially teenagers, because they're being told it's right and moral to seek out content that makes them uncomfortable and to engage with the people making it. and that's just. really bad. it's not good for the creators that they're harassing obviously, but it's also really bad for them! it's not healthy to seek out things that make you feel bad, and it's a terrible internet safety lesson to teach minors that it's okay for them to seek out and engage with people making adult content.

individual harassment and crusading is never going to succeed at removing dark content from the internet. it just isn't. at best you might get a small percentage of people who create that content to stop sharing it, at worst you're just going to make people stop tagging it, and either way, you're exposing yourself to things that make you feel bad, when you don't have to.

if you want to materially change the type of content you see, you can. the block button is your friend, use it liberally. same with content filtering and tag blocking.

[luvyeni]

thinking about perv!seungmin rn cause him as a hard dom is giving me brain rot. i’ve seen so many people be quick to put him in the bottom category but i swear he is menace who will wreck your body and mentality. he could break you with just humiliating words. also thinking about he would humiliate you in front of people as well

-🍓

it's the puppy like boyfriend facade, they don't see the devil in that man 🍓anon

perv!seungmin who is mean to you in the privacy of your own home , he'll basically torture you , he'll randomly come up to you and demand something, "take your panties and skirt off." "w..what?" "can't you hear dummy, take your panties and skirt."

perv!seungmin who humiliates you, and then humiliates you even more when he see's that you're turned on. "you really got on all fours like a dog." "you're really getting turned on by this , you're dripping, you're about to make a mess on the floor."

perv!seungmin who will record you , and threaten to post it to the internet, "you're so lewd , you look like a pornstar, should i post it , make some money?" "n..no" "then come suck me off and i'll think about it , hurry up slut."

perv!seungmin who will also humiliate you in front of other people , watching their eyes go wide is the best part, "p..please turn it off." "i gave you your clothed back because i didn't want jeongin to see you as the slut you are , but those can easily be taken away , i said stop complaining." "turn what off?" "she has a vibrator in."

perv!seungmin who fucks you in the most humiliating ways , have you all teary eyed , wearing nothing but a collar. "you see that camera , if you cum before i tell you , im gonna send the footage to the group chat."

perv!seungmin who doesn't like you cum , he just pulls out after abusing your cunt, cumming on your naked body. "p..please let me cum." "you don't deserve it, you lucky i even came on you , i didn't want it to go to waste , now smile while i take some pictures."

[skyeslittlecorner]

can you post some photos on chapter five? ive been struggling to get to it and im impatient if ykwim 😭😭

Don't worry anon, I got you covered! Let's break this chapter for three parts - one for story and for one for both H-scenes. There are a lot of things to look forward to~

Warning: HEAVY SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT. In fact, I'll try to shorten the whole thing and focus on plot-relevant facts, so for those who want to go through chapter 5 on their own, come back when you're done! (Or just skip to h-scene, they are marked.)

Ch5 - STORY

First, I would like to warn that my opinion about it may be unpopular. As someone who hadn't paid much attention to Hades before, I fell in love with it after this episode. I adore ch5. A lot of people hate these boys to the core for what they did, and I understand and respect their opinion, but I'm with Hades here. I would love to analyze their behavior in more detail, but we don't have time for that today.

Summarizing this chapter is going to be hard because a lot of things happened. Let's go!

We start by going down a slide sponsored by Leviathan and his Lovecraftian friends (TM). But worry not! It seems we have friends even in the realm of death. Say hello to grandpa!

We talk a little, being in a questionable mood. Well, who wouldn't be? But we have the opportunity to know Solomon better, and I'm getting to understand why all devils love him. By the way, it turns out that we are his last descendant.

Sorry Solomon, you're still a peepaw.

He also advises us not to be afraid of Leviathan and not to be submissive to him, and then in a brilliant way he sends us back to the world of the living. Of course, our beautiful king is delighted.

We take Grandpa's advice to heart and finally stand up to Levi. He's surprised, but he doesn't try to kill us again (for now). We witness him hanging one of his subjects, who dared to ask about an accident from 311 years ago.

Fun fact. Devils must have much stronger spines. Do you know how people used to die by hanging? The first methods involved cutting off oxygen, but later they involved into breaking the cervical spine and this was considered a standard hanging execution. Leviathan must be gentle (how bad it sounds in this context), he could kill instantly with a loop like that.

Back to the point. We find out that we also have a noose around our neck, and Leviathan makes use of it. We're hanging, but we finally begin to meet Leviathan's nobles one by one.

Glasyal plots (and ends up hanging for it), Foras argues with him, along the way we learn that Leviathan needs us in his plan, and, you know, maybe killing us isn't the smartest thing he can do. Only Barbatos realizes that maybe it's a good idea to stop hanging us like wet laundry. He's the only one so openly nice to us.

Remember that.

Another fun fact, our MC is of medium height (~160 cm I guess). Leviathan is 187cm, Foras should be similar. I only noticed this because I myself am 180 cm so they are not so strappingly tall for me.

Foras wants to take us away from Levi and explain everything calmly, but the king does not agree. We learn that the guys know where the seed from the Tree of Knowledge is. We're supposed to go with them, and we have about a 50/50 chance of survival. Also, we have the opportunity to see a very rare phenomenon, a joking Leviathan.

Sweetie.

Colossally shortening the rest, the cavalry arrives! You didn't have to. I haven't had time to fuck them yet.

And this cavalry is very much at odds with the nobles of Hades. Most of the time is them arguing. Fortunately, they didn't kill each other…

...because Barbie decided to kill us.

Barbatos is poisoning us to force Bimet and Valefor to join the plan. While we are unconscious, we have flashes of Leviathan's past, which is too sad to analyze considering that we are about to jump to hot scenes now. Besides, most of us already know what this is about. Experience it for yourself. Really. We also learn that not only angels experimented on children, and a little about Mammon's childhood.

In the end, we learn that in Ch6 we must visit the abandoned laboratory in Tartaros, where the seed from the tree of knowledge should be, because as Solomon's descendants, we may be the only ones who will not be killed by it.

Ch5 - VALEFOR H-SCENE

(I really wanted to post CG from Valefor's scene here, but I don't know if Tumblr will block it.)

TIME FOR DESSERT!

Bimet is the first to realize that we lack devil energy. He wants to take care of it, but Valefor brushes him off, sends him to scout, and overall Bimet is our wingman, what a bro lol

Since we are away from Satan and Gehenna, we cannot summon Minhyeok's room. MC thinks she's outgrown it anyway. So we can count on the next scenes to be more and more creative.

It all starts with us telling Valefor that he reminds us of Mammon. And what a beast it brings out of him.

And he loves it.

...aaand then, someone wants to interrupt. Bimet informs us about this and goes to chase them out. Valefor stands with us at the door to see if anyone else is coming. Yes. Naked. With us. In us.

Fortunately, no one catches us and after the entire session we fall asleep in our knight's arms.

I really would like to do more screenshots, but tumblr is blocked… and there's one more part to come.

Ch5 - LEVIATHAN H-SCENE

At least you look beautiful and the platform won't block you.

And here's what I love the most. It was sick. I'd love to experience it again.

I would love to make a whole post ONLY about this and just leave the screenshots.

We are in Leviathan's office, and he interrogates us when we feel like we are lacking devil energy. We want to go to Bimet, but do you think our jealous king will allow it? Oh no no no. And of course, his hands land on our chin and then our neck. He doesn't like our hickeys.

We start asking him valid questions like "why are you jealous of us if you hate us?" So he silences us with a kiss. A deep, suffocating kiss. This is also how Leviathan discovers that we gain their energy through "intercourse with the devil".

And how can I not fall in love with this idiot.

The conversation that follows gives us some light on his approach to sex and to relationships in general. Which is… sad. It fits him perfectly, but it's sad. And I would also like to analyze this someday, this character is beautiful and how he's written is even more beautiful, especially from writer's point of view. He does not want the admiration of his people or the hatred of angels. The only thing he can believe and consider to be sincere is that someone's dislike. This is something that might actually turn him on.

At first he rules, he asks questions and he hangs us. And he does everything he can to piss us off. He hands us a whip and lowers us down.

Just disliking him isn't enough, and he works diligently to make us hate him. He insults Minhyeok, us, wishes us dead, and the more he sees our anger, the more he gets excited and talks more. He knows that we are connected to Satan and we will know how to release our anger. On him.

He finally got what he wanted. We straddle him and, with the help of Satan's strength, begin to strangle him. Neither you nor he are gentle.

Also, his words (unfortunately, I already have a limit on screenshots). "Do not bite your lips. Bite mine instead." I beg, let me violate him even more.

Compliment from Leviathan, nice. In the end, we fall asleep cuddled up to him, and he has no intention of giving us up to anyone. As in the case of Sitri, he only opens up to us when we are so unconscious that we do not see his softer side.

꧁:･ ✡ ･:꧂

AND THATS ALL! What a ride it was, I hope I was a good guide. One day I will go into the Hades boys in more depth, but for now, let this be a shortcut for everyone who is still struggling with ch5.

[rinbowaman]

“His Love…” one shot “what if” scenario *Requested* please read note and warning label before reading.

Alright here we go. Sorry for the long wait, but I finally got it. so if you read the original requested scenario, on the end, Heethan wife’s up Y/n and gets her pregnant. This is the alt route as requested where y/n manages to flee and actually dates another man, and as you probably surmised, bc there is another man involved, Heethan is a little bit brutal (imo) I promise there’s no chocolate syrup this time (although 50% loved it, the other half of you got a little scared and I apologize for that.) either way, I’m glad that y’all still enjoy the series “what if” scenarios. Pls remember these are just drabbles that aren’t a part of the main series there it’s not canon, it’s just what would happen if the situation occurred. I want to point that out so Heethan’s character isn’t tarnished lol *ahem “Going Viral” ahem*

Warnings: so I promised there’s no choco-dick, but this has doubled penetration (with a vibrating dildo) and heethan himself. And when I saw double penetration, I’m taking both holes and both, Heeseung and Ethan have their fill with the dbl pen. So please note that before reading on in case you aren’t comfortable with that. I don’t like to spoil it but after “Going Viral” part 3, Im going to start soooking a little just for forwarding purposes. Also, non-con…it turns in to consensual (sort of….?) but it will/can be uncomfortable if you’re not into reading that. So please read at your own risk. There’s also mentions of beating up someone, tracking y/n down, insults (heethan is kind of a dick in this AR guys….that’s why I mentioned that it’s not canon) but also pls remember (not that I’m trying to defend him) he does get devastated and hurt….and MAD. But he still loves you, so he teaches you a little lesson (and insults you in the worst way possible) before taking you off the market. And I think that’s all of it.

To tap this off….this was actually way worse and I revised it and changed it up bc it was waaaaay too brutal. And I didn’t want to post that version, so for those of you that want to know what was originally written before I revised it (it was just small revisions), send me an anon ask and I’ll answer it privately bc I didn’t want to risk getting that out there and possibly flagged….again.

You couldn’t believe you pulled it off. Maybe he wasn’t as clever as you gave him credit for. The whole time you were fearful that his cunning attitude would have allowed him to catch on of your plans in switching schools and moving away…from him.

‘I didn’t want to end it this way….but I had no choice. He wouldn’t let me go….Heeseung….I’m sorry.’

Initially you didn’t think you’d have the fortitude to go forth with moving away. It was a lot harder than you had thought, and the fact that you were limited to where you could go, considering you needed to pick a new school and coordinate a place to stay; somewhere that was outside the local area. When it came to escaping him, the farther away, the better. 

That’s where your best friend from High School came to mind, Elisa. Your pretty and comforting friend, she was dear to you as h/n and the others, which you unfortunately had to leave behind without saying a word. After some time you figured you’ll be able to hit them up and explain things, but for now, you couldn’t risk your plan being exposed to Heeseung, so all contacts mutual contacts had to be left out, leaving you only Elisa to help you through this. 

Elisa and her longtime boyfriend, Sean, ended getting married right after Elisa and you graduated high school, Sean was roughly the same age as Heeseung. Being married before finishing college isn’t ideal, but that didn’t deter them from receiving full support from their family’s as far as their nuptials went. With Sean’s parents giving him their house as a wedding gift upon deciding to move and retire out of the country, it made things so much easier for you once you had reconnected with Elisa. 

All you had to worry about was to wait and begin classes at a new school that you applied for. Getting accepted was surprisingly easy, but because their semester had just started, you had a long wait before you could continue your education. 

“Why not take this time and explore the area? You’ve never been here before right? There’s lots to do.” Elisa encourages you as you, her, and Sean all day at the table, eating breakfast. 

“Yeah I could, that would be nice.” 

Elisa and Sean’s residence was on the other side of the country from where Heeseung and the others were. Since you didn’t leave any evidence of moving, and Heeseung having no clue where you currently reside, it would be safe and a prime moment to get familiar sign the area. 

“In fact, Sean and I are going away for two weeks for a family event, did you want to go? “ 

“No it’s fine. If it’s alright with you, I’ll stay behind and look after your house, and get familiar with the area and the campus for when I finally start school again. “

Nodding in agreement, you felt a sense of sensational relief. 

…………………..

“I don’t want this anymore! You’re suffocating me with your jealousy and you’re always so clingy it’s annoying!” 

“Me?….” Heeseung snarls as his eyes widened annd leans in with his arms crossed, squaring his eyes with your own as he closes the distance between the two of you. An incident at a local party had led the both of you to engage in a heated argument. 

“Did you see the way that guy touched you? You can’t seriously blame me for what happened.”

“You went too far. You can’t just grab every guy that hits on me and throw them around or punch them Heeseung, it’s not right.” 

“Neither is them touching your hips…”

“He was wanting to dance.”

“Yeah…not gonna fly. “ 

“This is what I mean! God! I can’t do this anymore! People are scared of you and they’re scared of me! They’re scared to talk to me because they fear of what you’ll do to them.” 

He drags his palm over his eyes and rests it over his mouth, the fleshy portion between his index and thumb nestled just under his nostrils as he looks down at you with heavy eyelids. His expression reflected a field of irritation, anger, and exhaustion. 

“I only do what is deemed necessary y/n. Someone talks to you, fine. But touching you is a completely different story.”

“It doesn’t matter! Leave me alone I want out! “

“………”

“…..I don’t want to be with you anymore…”

You truly meant it, yet a part of you believed that you could have a change of heart had he appealed to you. However, what transpired after your statement caused you to ground your dedication in leaving him. 

“I don’t think so babe…”

“I said leave me alone!” 

“Alright, fucking yell at me again. Threaten to leave and tell me you don’t want to be with me…go ahead, say it. I promise you….you’re not going to like what happens….you’re making the beast rattle in his cage, and I’m trying to keep him tamed. But go ahead and talk that shit again, I’ll fucking let it out.”

Feeling bold out of irritation and frustration, you called his bluff and spat out “I hate you” only to find that he wasn’t bluffing. Not one bit….

………….

“Oh my gosh girl, what are those?…bite marks?” 

“Huh? Oh….yeah.” 

“…..from the possessive boyfriend?” 

“……..”

A flashback of the fight with Heeseung speared through your head as Elisa remarked the evidence of his ravaged affection that night. You’d been wearing clothes to cover up your entire body, despite that it was summer. 

‘Maybe going to the beach with them wasn’t such a good idea….everything can be seen.’

“Here girl, take this.”

Elisa hands you her mesh swim dress, and to your surprise, it helped with obscuring the harshness of each mark. The purple, blue, and red coloration of spots became hidden under the black fabric, and the puncture dots couldn’t even be seen, at least, wherever the dress covered. Since it was a shorter one, the markings of his territory could still be seen on your legs and thighs.

“Thank you.”

“Jesus…on your arms and feet too? What the Hell…..just what kind of man is this person y/n?”

‘Not a man…but two men. One, a monster, and the other, a demon. I don’t even know which one is which anymore…’ 

“Just some guy…the marks look a lot worse than how they feel. We had a fight and he just gets….really passionate with his display of affection.”

‘Why am I trying to defend him?’ 

“Well that’s hot and all but not if it’s non-consensual. I’m glad you’re away from that asshole.” 

Looking over to her, you smile softly as you stared at the sand and nodded. 

“…..yeah.” 

The next few days, you kept thinking about him. You wondered if he was moving on or if he was still angry, or maybe still looking for you. Who knows. You even thought of calling him just to talk it over, getting him to calm down, maybe even working things out. 

‘No…it’s better this way.’ 

……………

“Okay we’ll be back in two weeks, take care and don’t hesitate to call us if you have trouble with the house or if anything comes up.” Elisa hugs you as the shuttle pulls up to take her and Sean to the airport. 

“Thank you! Enjoy the trip, I’ll see you guys in two weeks.” 

Watching the shuttle drive off, you felt a bit liberated with having a large house all to yourself. 

‘It’s not so lonely…it actually feels nice.’

You started to expand the concept of having your own place someday. Being independent and having your own house just felt so nice. 

You decided to go and try the cafe that was located nearby after spotting it while sightseeing. Waiting for your order, you continued to read a work of fiction that you thoroughly enjoyed. 

‘Tumblr is wild, hahahaha.’ 

Enjoying the creativity of the aspiring writers on the site, you became engrossed in a particular series, yet your attention was caught by a swift motion in front of you. 

“Hi!” 

‘Who is this person? Why did he just sit at my table? I don’t recall ever seeing him before.’

“H-hi….I’m sorry, do I know you?” 

He softly chuckles, a glint of nervousness could be sensed the way he looked down at the flat surface of the table and placed his elbows on it. 

“No….but I saw you sitting here alone and figured I’d take the chance to strike up a conversation with you. Do you mind?”

“…no, it’s fine. What is your name?” 

“Andy, what’s yours?”

“Y/n…”

He smiles…

And so did you. 

The conversation you had with Andy was so nice, he was a decent man and not at all pushy, like most men would be.

He made it evidently clear that he was interested in you, but was so natural and smooth in talking to you, as if you both knew each other already. Very much like Heeseung when you first met him, back when he was dating Vicky.

“I don’t want to be too blunt…but I gotta ask, do you have a boyfriend?”

“…….no, actually I don’t.”

For a couple of days, you spent a lot of time hanging out with Andy. He was such a gentleman, like Heeseung, but not as assertive or overprotective. He wasn’t at all clingy, and it was so nice to be with someone who didn’t glare at every man passing by that made an effort to look at you. Andy was a realist in a sense that he knew other men would find you attractive, like Heeseung, but what differed the two was Andy’s acceptance of others conducting themselves, so long as they didn’t cross the line. With Heeseung, everything from staring, to touching you was considered crossing the line. Guys on campus couldn’t even speak your name aloud without getting a death glare or confronted by Heeseung….or his Ethan side. 

That was the other thing that you would have to get used to. Now that Heeseung was out of the picture, that not only meant no more of him….but no more Ethan.

No more two sides of the same coin. With Andy, should things go further, you would have to get used to the prospect of having to deal with just one face, one personality, and one love. 

‘It might be a bit boring compared to having Heeseung and Ethan’s duality, but it’s better for me. For my future.’ 

Walking you back to the house after taking you out to dinner, Andy walks you to the door. 

“So….would you care to do this again real soon? Maybe like tomorrow night? “ he asks.

You smiled as you jingled the keys in your hand. 

“Yeah, I would like that.” 

The moment you answered, he leans in and places a gentle kiss on your lips. It caught you by surprise and you were shocked back as you looked up at him in a surprised manner. He was bold, but not at all as strong as Heeseung, or Ethan for that matter. 

“S-sorry!…..Sorry….I just….”

You just stared at the ground, trying to find words to let him know it was okay that you were just caught off guard, yet for some reason the words wouldn’t come out. You were too overwhelmed, not because of him conducting the kiss, but because it felt different. It wasn’t what you were used to, and you caught yourself in a moment of confusion. 

‘It’s…not as thrilling. Heeseung and Ethan have kissed me a million times and it always felt like the first time….but with Andy, it just felt a little bland. I guess I’ll have to get used to it…not just because it’s Andy…but because he’s one man. All of them are…except Heeseung.’

“…..you’re just so damn pretty….I just…lost control of myself….I’m sorry.”

You shook your head. “No it’s fine. Really, I was just caught off guard…..if you want….we can try again.”

He looked delighted at the fact you weren’t at all angry. Normally you would have been, but you really wanted to try and find some bit of joy in kissing another man….just one, not two. 

A moment goes by and while the kiss was gentle, passionate, and sensual, it didn’t have the effect on you like Heeseung’s did. That was going to be a downfall but something you’ll need to put behind. 

‘Yes he gave me butterflies…but that’s not worth giving up my life.’ 

Andy finally bids you goodbye as you accept his dinner invitation tomorrow night. 

“My place tomorrow? I’ll cook.” He smiles.

“Yeah…sure.” You giggled. 

After changing over and climbing into bed, you thought about Heeseung. 

‘I really hope he’s not too mad. I really hope he’s moving on.’

Blocking his number, the painful reaction of his torment was still being relayed as H/n, Jake, and the others inflamed your phone with messages. 

‘Y/n where are you? Where did you go? Please be alright.’

‘Y/n, please call us. Ethan is searching for you everywhere. Where are you?’

You merely responded to all of the messages with “I’m fine. I’ll call you guys in a few days, please trust me and give me a little bit of time, I’ll explain things later.” 

A ding comes in on your phone, which you knew was from h/n or the girls. You didn’t bother reading it, instead, you drifted off to sleep. 

At some point in the middle of the night, you woke up to the loud noise across the street. Elisa’s neighbors had a frenzy of friends over for game night, which went on all throughout past midnight. Looking at the clock, you saw that it was a little after 2 am. 

‘Oh gosh…’ 

Stretching out on the large bed, you get up to grab some water. You didn’t need to turn on any of the lights since there were night lights plugged into the walls beginning at the hall way, down the stairs, and spread throughout the kitchen. 

Going back upstairs, you re-enter the room, set the bottle down on the end table, and climbed back into bed. Since there was no lighting inside the room, you didn’t even notice the tall frame that laid on the side next to yours. 

“Found you.” 

You screamed at the feeling of his hands grasping your waistline. You already knew…

“Heeseung! Get away!” 

You squirmed get he was so quick to overpower you as he pins you down on the bed, straddling atop of you. 

“So this is where you’ve been….gosh. You must have been so lonely without me…inside this big house all by yourself.” 

“H-how? How did you-“

“Find you?” 

He interjects. His tone was smooth and tranquil, yet his grasp on your wrists tighten. 

“Well sexy….the thing is…you had set up auto fill on your email when you used my computer. Naturally, the moment I clicked on your email it just logged me in. Didn’t you notice all the notifications on your phone?” He smirks, knowing full well that everyone and their mother had been texting you the moment you flew out….you hadn’t realized that whole majority of the dings were from h/n and the others, there were some that was notifying you of your email being logged into from a different device…something you had ignored since you got tired of reading all the texts.

Your heart sank. 

“And there I found an online receipt for plane tickets. Your  whole itinerary….along with messages between you and your friend. Pretty crafty huh?” His tone turned snarky. 

“H-Heeseung I-“ 

“Shut up.”

You tightened your lip out of fear. He didn’t even raise his voice and yet, the amount of anger within it was flaring towards you.

“So….you just fly out cross country kissing other boys now? Is that what we’re doing y/n?” 

Your eyes widened. Your heart felt as if it stopped beating. 

“Hmm? Don’t want to answer? That’s probably for the best, honestly. I’m in no mood for a conversation.”

You began stuttering. 

“It’s…nothing serious. I had only just met the guy and-“

“You just met him?…and you kissed him already?” His tone was hurt yet frustrated. “I waited months and only got lucky to get you because of that idiot, Samuel, only for you to do this. You barely meet someone and kiss them? How unfair.” 

“H-Heeseung please…”

“Bet you want to talk to him, don’t you?” You couldn’t make out his features since it was pitch black in the room, but from what you could feel from his grasp on your skin, he had his fingerless leather gloves on. 

“I-I don’t…”

You feel him releasing your wrist as he digs into his pocket and takes out his phone. The light of the screen allowed you to see a bit of his face underneath his cap, his nose and mouth. His eyes remained out of sight under the bill.

“Yes you do…so here. Talk to him.”

“H-how did you get his number?….”

With the light of the screen reflecting off his face, he grins in a sinister manner, showing off teeth. With a deep growl, Ethan speaks.

“Say hi.”

“……..”

“…..hello? Who is this?”

‘Oh my God he’s safe.’

Relieved at hearing his voice, you tried to reassure him that all was well and that you were sorry, since you assumed Heeseung had confronted him…how else did he get his number?

“Andy?”

“….y/n….?”

“Andy! Andy listen….my….my ex boyfriend-“

“Ah! Say that again and I’ll fuck your mouth so hard, your brain will leak out of your ears.” Ethan snaps. His comment left you in a quiet state as the inflection of his voice shook the living fear within you. 

“……….y/n?…”

“Y-yes….?”

“Y/n……im sorry…..but let’s just not see each other anymore….let’s just stop…”

“W-what?…”

“Let’s just…..stop.”

“……….”

his tone had changed…he sounded frightened, tired, and his voice was quivering.

“Andy….where are you?”

You hear the dial tone as he hangs up. You had no way of knowing that the man sat in the massive mess within his kitchen, black and blue with a bloodied nose and lip and a couple of broken bones. A warning from the man on top of you. It was a miracle that Heeseung….or Ethan, rather, didn’t decide to kill him. 

‘I only do what is deemed necessary y/n.’

“Alrighty then. Now that you got to say goodbye to good ol’ Andy, let’s talk about us for a minute..” Ethan continues as he delicately places his phone on the end table aside from the bed. 

“Ethan….I….I’m sorry. I’m so sorry…please-“

“Shhhh….I know. I know you are baby. You didn’t mean to leave, right? You just wanted some space and see your friend, is that right?” 

You remained silent and nodded instead, begrudgingly out of fear as you tried to refrain him from snapping again. 

“Well that’s understandable….but you still scared me…you know that?” He leans his face in at a tilt, the last bit of his sentence was spoken in a soft, nearly whispering tune as he gently breaths against your lips and gives you a warm and gentle kiss. His hand remaining on your wrist while the other caresses your breast through the satin thin camisole you adorned. 

He keeps kissing you. He slightly grinds into you. He melts right into you and you couldn’t deny it even at such a fearful state….it felt too damn good. 

‘I know it does….hehehehe….enjoy it while it lasts.’

Unknowingly, you were falling right into his trap. 

Breaking the kiss slightly, he caressed your face as he whispers out.

“You miss me?” 

You nodded. Your eyes glazed with the gloss of lust and your breathing began to get heavier. 

“Yeah? “ he continues, his voice still as soft as ever, which was quite different and unusual for Ethan. 

Nudging the tip of his nose against yours, he issues small little pecks against your lips as he speaks in between. 

“How much did you miss me?” 

“……a lot.” You didn’t mean to moan out your answer, but the way he was softly pulsating his groin against your clothed center felt irresistible. 

“Yeah? I missed you too.” He engages in a long and flaming kiss, practically devouring you through the mouth as his finger tips stroke your soft cheek. 

“You want me to show you just how much I missed you….hmm?….baby?” He kisses you again. 

You caved in the moment he rubbed his fingers up your laced covered slit. 

“Yes! Ethan yes!” You gasped out. You did truly miss him, even though you were preferring to live your life without him. But it wasn’t hard to understand that Heeseung and Ethan’s touch, kisses, and affection was so thrilling to you, you understand why all his previous girlfriends begged him for just one more night, something that Jake once confided to you. 

But in his usual fashion, Heeseung always ignored them. He only had eyes, a heart, and mind just for you. Only for you, no one else.

Kissing you as he sucks on your tongue and lips, he slightly pulls away. 

“Hmm…we’ll come here baby. Let’s get you fucked nice and hard.” 

You whimper. You were succumbing to the built up euphoria within your pelvis and yet, your mind told you not to do it. You were feeling torn. The more you whimpered, the more he responded with an antagonizing tone that mimicked the pitch of your whimpering as he spoke. 

“Awww….I know baby. Come here.”

The way he reversed your pitch right back at you with his words made you yearn for more. 

He slips off your camisole, once again mimicking your whines with his own voice, he talks you through every step he took as he undressed you and himself. 

‘Mmm I know baby. Don’t worry I’m going to fill you up.

‘Come here baby…you want it badly don’t you?’

‘Oh I know…my poor girl you hadn’t been fucked in a while. I’m here to fix that for you.’ 

The moment he inserted himself in, you jolted to an arch as your hands laid spread eagle. The feeling of his cock sliding into you slowly made you even more wet. 

‘Oh my God…’

“Oooooh yeeeeeeah….good girl….nice and wet for daddy.’ 

“Mmphm….E-Ethan…!!” You gasped out a large moan as it trails off into a whine at him rotating his hips once his entire shaft nestled inside your walls. 

At that moment, he starts thrusting, and in usual Ethan fashion, he goes hard, fast, and rough. You couldn’t help but enjoy the moment as tears streamed down your face from the intense sexual sensation of getting fucked like there was no tomorrow. It felt so good. Too good. Too damn good, it shouldn’t be allowed. 

‘Just wait and see babydoll….enjoy it while you can.’

The moment you came, you felt the knot returned as your breasts jolt upward from his pelting thrusts. 

“Mmmm….don’t worry we’re not done yet babydoll.” 

“I……” you couldn’t speak, his hits to your core rendered you dumb as you were at a loss for words from continuously getting fucked after reaching your orgasm, only this time, it was hard and slow. 

“You know baby…I was so scared when you went away. Why did you do it like that? Why did you have to scare me to death?” He softly whispers against your lips as he continues his slow and deep thrusts, hitting that spot that made you ooze. 

“I….I….I-“ you tried to talk. You tried to explain. Yet it was as if he knew that his dick hitting you internally made you only gasp out the moans of pleasure as you gave up in trying to reason with him. 

‘I tried to tell you…but you wouldn’t have let me go…what other choice did I have?’ 

You remarked to yourself, hoping that somehow he would understand you telepathically. 

“You know babe…since you scared me….I think I should get a little something in return…you know, as a token of your apology.” He kisses you as you whine. 

“Scaring me like that….that wasn’t nice.” He kisses you again. 

“I need to teach you some manners, don’t you agree?” He kisses you once more. 

Your brows furrowed as you tilts your head and makes you watch as he dips in and out of you with each slow thrust. 

Kissing you on your forehead, he whispers as his lips stay attached to your skin. 

“You fucking bad girl.” The last bit was growled out, before your eyes could fully widened, he snags your wrist on your strong arm, pinning it behind your back as he loops his opposite arm underneath your back and grabs it in a tight hold, pulling it at a forced bend at the elbow. His other squeezes your breasts as he leans down and ravishes them with his mouth. The moment you felt teeth, you felt as if you were being burned alive. 

“Stop! That hurts!” 

“Yup.”

“Stop!”

He deeply chuckles against the center of your chest, grazing the surface of his teeth along your skin. Feeling you tremble, he raises his face as he rests his chin on your chest plate. 

“Scared?” 

You gasped out of fear. You didn’t have to answer for him to see it as plain as day, that you were. 

“Mmm….I know…I know all about that. I was so scared baby…I thought I lost you forever.” 

Continuing his thrusts, he reaches below as his fingertips grazes your anus. 

“Stop!! What are you doing?!” 

“Getting you ready….” 

You squirm and shifted, yet he steadied your body as you were forced to succumb to his fingers penetrating you. 

“Thaaaaats it….good giiiiiiiirl….” He sucks on your neck as your body goes limp, feeling the unusual pleasure of his fingers fucking you the same time his cock was, both holes filled. 

It wasn’t until his thick and long fingers began to scissor you, you began to panic as the stretch became stingy. 

“Ethan stop! Stop! Let me go!”

“Nooooo….don’t think I will babydoll. Gotta get my fill…you bad fucking kitty.” 

Continuing with his act, you felt your body doubling up on the natural secretion of lubricant as both your holes began to leak out the fine and clear liquid. 

“Mmmkay…I think we’re ready.” He remarks as he pulls out. 

Reaching over to the side, he grabs something, obviously indicating that he had staged an item before crawling into bed with you. 

“W-what….what is that?” 

“Shhhh…”

Turning on the vibrator, he sets it to the highest setting. 

“Oh…this is going to be fun babe.” 

You tried to squirm again but the wrist lock he maintained on you behind your lower back rendered you to be at his mercy.

“D-don’t! Just don’t! Ethan!”

Not even entertaining your cries, he inserts the phallic toy inside your back hole, slowly, inch by inch, nearly the size of him. 

You whimpered and yelp out. This was too abrasive and uncomfortable for you. Yet the more he inserted, the more you felt that knot of pleasure building up, regardless that you were resisting and vocalizing your pleas for him to stop. 

“Stop! I said stop! You’re a monster! I don’t want to do this!” 

“I know…but I’m about to change your mind.”

Once the toy was fully inserted, he sticks his cock back inside your center, breaking through your slit as he begins thrusting, starting off hard and slow for the first two, then picking up the pace to a rough, hard and fast pounding as he stretches flesh. 

Feeling the vibration from the neighboring flesh against your walls, he fucks into you as he growls uncontrollably. 

“Fuck babe….God dammit…oh fuck…” he speaks through gritted teeth as his body trembles from the pleasure he felt from your wet walls and the hint of vibrational pulses. 

Your eyes roll up to the back of your head as your mouth fills up with foamed saliva that leaks out from the corner. You couldn’t think or speak, the sensation was unreal and you weren’t sure what to make of it since it was demeaning yet sensational. 

“St…..st….sssss….stop……stop…” you moaned in stutters as he fucks you, in and out. In and out. 

In…..

And out….

The vibration of the toy caused you to become overly sensitive as you started to feel a heightened pinch from your groin. 

“I…I can’t…..s….stop…..n-no…no more….”

Kissing you, he shuts you up as he pelts even faster and harder. 

Reaching orgasm, not like the ones before, you screamed at the intensity of having your g-spot hit from all angles and through double penetration. 

“Yeah…..good girl….” He stutters between his growls as he finishes inside you. 

Dropping the weight of his chest atop yourself, you felt the density of his deep breaths as he takes the toy out of you, and tosses it aside from the bed. 

You barely recover from the intensity of sexual high before you felt him lift his head and kiss your chest. 

Reaching over, he grabs another toy. 

“W-what……..what is that?!” Your eyes widened. 

You hear the rotation of beads as he sets the toy to its highest setting, much like the last one. Unlike the other toy, this one was ribbed with bumps, a coil of active beading that rotated and vibrated, the complete opposite of the smoothness with the other one. 

“I was scared too….not just him. Don’t I get an apology?”

‘Heeseung…’

“Stop! Heeseung stop!” 

“No, you stop. Fucking leaving me like that…you really thought I was going to just let you go?…..fucking y/n….that was stupid of you.” 

With his cock back inside you, he starts to inject the tip of the vibrating sexy toy inside you, lining it right atop his own length as he finds a way to double penetrate inside your center core. 

“Oh my God!!! Stop! Heeseung!!”

the overwhelming stretch caused discomforting pressure in your groin. Yet the moment the rotating beads entered you, your breath was knocked out of your chest, you gasped and coughed through the choking of your own saliva as both, the length of the silicone toy and his cock plunder deep inside you. 

“Yeah…I knew you’d like it.” He chuckles in a pleasured tone as he gulps, succumbing to the pleasure of the vibration against his cock, along with the tightness of your walls. 

Keeping the toy steady with his thumb, he pounds into you…hard. Your body jolts upwards each time you lay taking in all of his frustration as he angrily fucks into you. 

“You gonna leave me again?”

“N…..no!….n-nnno!…..” you gasp out, continuously choking on your own saliva as the intensity of the pleasure you were feeling made you forget how to breathe, swallow, and move. A whirlwind of sensations all hit you at once.

“I believe you….but just in case, let’s ruin that tight pussy so that way no man is ever going to want you. Just me. I’ll always want you. I’ll always love you. You’ll always have me, my beautiful girl.”

Fucking into you, his voice begins to transition as he merges from Heeseung to his Ethan face, or maybe he was both now…you couldn’t tell. The state you were in started to have an effect on you, to the point where you couldn’t grasp the concept of anything…just being fucked. 

The moment you couldn’t breathe, he slams his palm at the center of your chest, causing you to cry out in slight pain and breathe again, all the while your hear Ethan’s voice laugh. 

“You gotta breathe baby.”  He moans out as he continues to fuck you. 

Noticing that you kept choking out on your own saliva from having your mouth wide open for too long, not to mention the unusual pleasure that you were feeling and, to your dismay, enjoying…much as you hated to admit it, he leans his face down, and engages in a kiss. Yet instead of massaging his tongue around, you feel him slurping the contents of your mouth, lifting his face back up, you hear Heeseung’s voice this time around.

“Can’t have you choking on me….I’m mad at you, but that doesn’t mean I want you to die.” He chuckles as if he found the concept of you struggling funny…..and he probably did. He was angry, furious even…he was feeling like Hell, and you underestimated that.

He chuckles mischievously as he raves his dick inside you mercilessly. 

At the point of blacking out, your vision begins to tunnel out, while your hearing fades. 

‘Just give up….just black out…..you can’t escape this….he’s too strong…and it’s too good. So just sleep….just sleep….’

Succumbing to your own mindset of relief, you took in one last blink and were out. 

By the time you woke up, you weren’t sure how long after you passed out that the night went on. All you knew was that the pain you felt within your cervix was too great, that despite his intentions in taking you back the next day, Heeseung decided to wait and postpone the trip for another two days until the pain subsided. He described it as “generosity before personal gratification, aren’t I good to you?” You hated how he scoffed and smirked when he said those words, as if he was doing you a favor. It was then you realized, Heeseung, and even Ethan, despite his rough demeanor, had been the nicest entities you’ve ever known…yet the moment you caused them despair, they were horrific…the worst….they were both, fire and Hell.

“It’s fine. I’ll just call the venue and have them postpone the reservation.”

“…..what….reservation?….” You looked up confusingly 

“Our private wedding ceremony, silly. I figured since things didn’t work out between you and that boytoy, you might as well stay with me…forever.especially after last night, hmm?” He smirks at you, revealing a half Heeseung and half Ethan facial presence. 

With an antagonizing tone, he instigates your anger by unleashing an harsh insult.

“I think you’re better off marrying me…I don’t think anyone is going to appreciate you after last night. Ain’t that right, loosely goosey?” He bears a demeaning grin your way. 

Screaming, crying, all the while you remain stagnant, unable to move from the soreness from the rhapsody of intense pleasure and breaching of walls, you felt disgusted and regretful for having him in the first place, upon hearing what he just called you. 

“I hate you……I hate you! How could you say that to me?”  You started off in a shocked and quiet tone, yet it only rose the more you spoke. 

“How? Well let’s see…the entire time we’ve been together, I’ve showered you with nothing but praises, affectionate pet names, long full nights of pleasure….im building you a fucking house, am willing to give you the entire world and have expressed that….I’ve saved you from that stupid ex-boyfriend from beating you black and blue….and you fucking leave me like I was a stray dog. That’s fucking how y/n!! That’s how!” 

You were taken aback by his loss of composure as he yells vividly in your direction. His eyes filled with pain front being hurt, as well as rage from the anger. 

“I give you the fucking universe and you leave me! “ he continues. “So I figured, since you OBVIOUSLY didn’t like my behavior towards you from before, might as well change it up. I guess that’s where the term ‘girls only like assholes’ came from. Hmm? Wouldn’t you agree?”

You were at a loss for words. 

“BUT……I’ll be more than willing to go back to being Mr. Nice-guy….as long as you behave and learned your lesson?”

You bit your lip and winced the tears from streaming down, nodding your head. 

“Good. I’m still pissed, so I’ll going to step outside and when I come back in, we’ll have a fresh start. Deal?” 

You nodded hesitantly.

…………….

Four months have passed, and he didn’t over-exaggerate his intent for a fresh start. It was so nice of him to forget about your selfish mistake, and not bring it up. It was so nice of him to marry you, even though you hurt him badly. It was so good of him to bring you to Korea, introduce you to his welcoming and loving family, throw you a lavish wedding, and move you into that big beautiful house he had custom built for you. It was so nice of him to bring you with him when he went to work, so you wouldn’t be lonely or bored. 

It was so nice of him…

Stepping out of the sound booth, you go upstairs at the company’s private cafe, having access to all the amenities since you were a part of the family that owned it. 

Grabbing a piece of fruit and a water, two trainees approach you. One of them, speaking English, begins to converse with you. 

“Oh, are you foreigner? We just wanted to tell you how pretty you are. Also, are you pregnant?” 

You nod. 

“Aww! How nice. Is the daddy Korean?”

“…..yes, the daddy is Korean.”

‘Both of them are….’

Authors note: I will have a smau from a different request posted later tonight :) hope y’all enjoyed this.

[merakiui]

Mera! I'm losing track of the days lol, but so long as i send an ask a week, i think i should be okay 😂

Also feel free to post your hsr hair thoughts bc i love to read your rambles as much as your fics! I'm looking forward to the jade one and him imitating floyd is really amusing. I like to think jade has a sort of pride about him where he loathes being compared to floyd but also jokes it off when someone does or when someone mistakes them, so i can imagine his pride and ego taking a hit but he endures it for sake of reader. Almost like he gets addicted to acting like floyd bc everyone likes floyd better anyways, right? So why not give the people what they want! He receives such a positive response when he acts like floyd that it rewires the hurt in his brain and suddenly the thing he hates is now cathartic for him but theres still that underlying hurt underneath >.<

BUT thats not why im here hehehe, for this weeks questionnnnn......

Who do you think would be the 'final girl' in a slasher film from each dorm? And then if u can, who do you think would be the ultimate survivor? You can optionally bestow the other titles; the virgin who lives but is hurt, the killer in hiding and the idiots who are the first to go, etc :D i read a yandere slasher fic here on tumblr where reader goes into a cabin with her friends and they get killed off one by one until the yandere presumably fucks reader and it has me back in my horror phase 😅 just pretend its Halloween in june, like xmas in july hahaha

-🐔 anon!!!!

:D hi hi 🐔!!!! Thank you for enjoying my writings and ramblings and for your interest in the upcoming Jade fic!! He'd do anything for you, even if it means he has to endure bittersweet pain just to see you smile. >_< all he wants is a chance with you and he gets that when he acts as Floyd. It may be uncomfortable and it may chip away pieces of his pride as an individual, but you laugh at his jokes and look at him like he's the only one in your world. He'll do whatever he can just to receive a crumb of your affection, even if it's all meant to be reserved for Floyd. Aaaa I love writing this version of Jade!!!! He's just so interesting and obsessed!! orz

Ooooo final girls from each dorm!!! That's such a fun question. Here are my thoughts!!! ^w^

Heartslabyul's final girl would be Cater. He's so perfect for the final girl trope! You think he might die first because he's pretty and can't let go of his phone for the life of him, but when he gets serious he can be very cutthroat. <3 the idiotic duo would have to be Ace and Deuce. Deuce hears a strange noise and wants to check it out because he's definitely not scared of demons or killers and he'll beat up anything that tries to hurt him and his friends. Ace thinks he's trying to prank him, but he begrudgingly follows him, thinking it's either nothing and Deuce is trying to scare him or it'll just turn out to be something with a completely natural explanation. It's neither, and while they're both bickering the killer looms from behind. Riddle is the logical one who tries to put everything into perspective and figure out a logical reason behind everything. Trey is, unsurprisingly, the mom friend who just wants everyone to stay in one place because hopefully the authorities will show up soon (they never will).

Savanaclaw's final girl is Ruggie. He's resourceful and cunning; you think he may die first, but he's actually very good at survival. He'll live, but he comes out of the horrific night covered in blood after he's just fought the killer to the death. Jack is your typical jock, kind-hearted and caring, who doesn't believe in any of that ghost stuff or horror movie trope stuff, but when it becomes too real he gets even more serious than before, determined to survive and protect those close to him. Leona strikes me as the type who, upon the first sign of something suspicious or dangerous, promptly leaves. He will not be swept up in any murder plots, no thank you. <3 either that or he sleeps through it all and the killer thinks he's dead at first glance LOL.

Octavinelle's final girl would be Floyd. As goofy as he is, he's also another cutthroat guy who can and will survive. He may throw himself directly at danger, but somehow he always comes out of it alive. Jade is your typical killer-in-hiding. You won't suspect him until it's too late, and by then nearly half the cast is dead. Azul is the type who acts like an ally to everyone, but he's secretly either plotting with the killer or planning to sacrifice everyone in order to save himself.

Scarabia's final girl is Jamil. Most of his decisions are made solely to protect Kalim (who naturally is the comedic relief/carefree friend who is just too sweet for this world), but there's a build-up in this movie where the plot twist is that Jamil ultimately ends up tricking Kalim. Is it possible for both him and Jamil to survive? Perhaps, but this isn't that kind of movie. :) and from the bloodshed, Jamil emerges, alive, exhausted, and traumatized. (Or I could also see Jamil as a killer-in-hiding and Kalim as the final girl; it fits either way in my mind hehe!! :D)

Pomefiore's final girl is either Epel or Vil. It's hard to choose just one of them for the trope because I feel like it can fit them both in different ways. Rook is obviously the killer-in-hiding or he's just that really unnerving character who happens to know too much about how a killer thinks. >_< Vil as a final girl would be so cool because I think he can also be quite cutthroat. He's the character type who spends most of his focus on himself throughout the movie, yet he still manages to survive. How, you may ask? He weaponized various beauty products or, my most favorite idea, he fought the killer in heels and won, by which the heels absolutely became his weapon. >:) Epel as a final girl would be somewhat surprising because he's the character who no one really expects to live because he's "so petite and cute and omg how will he ever survive the big, scary killer!!!!" D: but then Epel shocks everyone when he ends up arming himself with brass knuckles or a baseball bat to go hunt down the killer himself.

Ignihyde's final girl is Idia, but then he also fits into the loser nerd category. Idia as a final girl is a little frustrating because he spends the entire movie being prideful and rude to the other characters, so everyone sort of wants him to be killed off first because he's so unlikable. But because Idia's seen all of these tropes before and knows his way around a horror movie, he ends up surviving. Ortho survives as well, but then I can also picture him being something of a sci-fi horror villain (i.e. technology becomes bad and targets humans). It's something like in book six where he was giving the students little tests in order to advance to the next level. Just a little villainous and devious!

Diasomnia's final girl is Silver. The stress of the situation manages to keep him awake, and so he's mainly in survival mode for the entirety of the film. Silver does his best to protect everyone, even putting himself at risk if it means he can save his friends. Sebek likely puts up a good fight, but he's far too stubborn and can't be quiet to save his life, so he ends up getting killed. I feel like Lilia could be a killer-in-hiding, or he's just the mischievous trickster type. Malleus could also be a killer-in-hiding, or he's the trope of "misunderstood character with a reputation that is solely rumors who turns out to be quite sweet and helpful to the main character."

[moonjxsung]

STAR IM DEVASTATED so i have a priv twt acc right w some irls and this stay from stayville req-ed me a long time ago and i was soooo happy that i was mutuals w someone from stayville and i THOUGHT everything between us was cool? but today they unfollowed me and removed me as a follower and im devastated i dunno why they did that :((( i don't think they had a problem w me saying nsfw stuff cuz they previously tweeted things like "cancelling someone over saying smth nsfw abt an adult is stupid" and also ive seen them interact w nsfw minsung posts so i dunno if me tweeting smth like "i wanna suck flxs cock sooooo bad" couldve made them wanna break the mutual??? i dmed them too and i was like "heyy is there a reason you don't wanna be moots w me anymore </3" and not even minutes later they turned off their message perms and im devastated. its STUPID bcs they'd barely interact w me Sure but it felt nice to have a stay be my friend on my priv twt that's usually just for my irls and i </3 it's ironic that they did that too bcs just earlier today (before they broke the mutual) i noticed that my followers went down (i have a very low amt already. like. 25. not even joking) and i tweeted "yall dont wanan be friends w me anymore </3" bcs like. my followers are QUITE LITERALLY only my irls + a skz writer so i was (i think rightfully??) alarmed that the number went down!!!! man im just Sad about it and SIIIGH i know i shouldnt care so much bcs at the end of the day they're just a person online but the least they could've done was dm me back and explain why and GHFSDDSJHFKJADDSDSAAAAA you get me!?!! also im sorry i dropped this on you randomly feel free to ignore LMAAOOAOAO can i be 💫 anon? thank yew <3

(Adding 💫 to the anon list!!! Also fun fact that’s my favorite emoji of all time. Slay)

I feel like I’m the LAST person who should be giving advice abt this bc one of my mutuals and a very good friend of mine who I’d been talking to every day randomly blocked me on everything this week after me literally being there to console this person for every little thing and playing into this pretend homoerotic friendship we had even though she was clearly looking for another boyfriend and would get mad if I even called another girl pretty (???) I wish nothing but the absolute best for her but like…. The double standard is WILD. to not provide closure to a months-long friendship is just genuinely a very mean spirited thing to do imo.

(If she’s reading this, best of luck with everything and I hope you know I cared for you a lot more than you think I did. I distanced myself because you were clearly looking for someone to fill a void in your life that I could simply not fulfill, and I didn’t want to lead you on, nor be kept around like I wasn’t allowed to talk to other girls either. Regardless, I hope you know I used to sleep with my phone on full volume in case you called, and I deleted a page worth of poetry in my notes app for you I meant to deliver on your birthday. I also deleted your number so I have zero way of contacting you, but I will always be here if you need me. Take care and I love you always, I hope you still see me when you look up at the moon)

It’s not the first time I’ve lost an internet friend to the magical world of blocking, but fortunately the attitude I’ve developed towards it is that none of this is real!!! These are people on the internet miles away you’ve never met irl and they have no real impact in your life whether they remain following you or not. I’ve lost internet friends nearly a decade ago that I don’t even remember anymore. Better ones will come along!!! Especially stays! This fandom has so many beautiful remarkable people who are actually worth following and they wouldn’t cut you off like that. Sending so many positive vibes your way and I KNOW that the universe will send you some better mutuals. In the meanwhile I will be your internet bestie and I would never unfollow you for nsfw content or without some form of an explanation. And I also want to suck Felix’s dick. 🩷🫶

(I love you, don’t be so hard on yourself!!!! You’re wonderful, angel 🩷 anyone would be lucky to be moots with you)

[olkarrion]

hey i saw the post about tics and i am a minor so im not gonna follow or anything but i did want to leave a little message. u dont have to answer if u dont want to!

im gonna be honest. i dont know where the fuck my own tics came from. they just kinda.. slowly developed. i dont know if that's normal. but they havent.. gone away. for a long time i was scared i was somehow faking it. i dont.. know why id be faking it. like they're annoying LOL. its taken a lot of time for me to come to terms with the fact that i just.. have tics. and theyre real. and there's nothing "wrong" about me.

like i dont owe anyone an explanation, yk?? thats none of their business.

but yeah, i experience simple motor tics. theyre mostly in my back and neck and shoulders. i also have premonitory sensations/urges/whatever the word is

ive had people ask me about them. i dont mind that much as long as they treat me the same after too. god i hate when they give me the pity look!!

but yeah. that's my story. i know its not anything all that special. but it means a lot to me to just. idk. know there's other people out there and to hear their experiences. i hope you have a nice day / night :]

First off, I wanted to say thank you for sending this anon, and for respecting my boundaries.

Secondly, I wanted to thank you for telling me your story. It's special to me that there are people out there that my own stories and experiences might help.

The first time I ever noticed I was ticcing I was 6 years old. My mom had pointed out I'd been widening my eyes and rolling them without me noticing. On the way to the doctor I remember secretly hoping to myself I had tics, thinking they were something that made me "special".

When I was in 3rd or 4th grade, I made the decision to stand up in front of my class and explain to everyone what tics were, and why I was rolling my eyes and flexing my hands all the time.

In middle school, my tics got so bad that I couldn't hold a pencil or even feed myself properly because they were so bad. I was openly mocked, belittled, and abused for my disorder. I was hit, called slurs, pushed down the stairs, and more. My father, who thought I was faking, told me that "bullying builds character" when I told him.

I left school 2 weeks before the year ended. The next year, I broke my leg bending down to pick up a sock, crippling me for life. I felt worthless, and defeated. I gave up on myself completely.

In highschool, I stood up in the middle of class to tell a boy to "shut the fuck up" because he was pretending to tic like I did. The entire class went silent. I sat down, turned to the teacher, and told her to continue. I was never repremanded.

When my tics were loud during class, I told people to turn the fuck around and pay attention.

When strangers stare in public, I meet their eyes until they look away.

At 21, I have people my age telling me that my story matters to them. Having tics can suck. But they are your tics, and this is your life.

You are completely fucking right, there is nothing wrong with you. I hope you never surpress your tics in public. I hope you show up to every movie theater and quiet classroom with a head raised high. I hope everyone with tics learns to love themselves the way that they deserve. I hope able bodied people learn to mind their own fucking business for once.

[soldieryaoi]

I think your OC Nicholas is based lol. He definitely knows who to respect and who to ignore. Strong aura fr hahaha

Idk if there is a post about specific relationships with other contestants aaaand an explanation, why he treats a person like he does, but I’d really like to hear a little of his reasoning on that topic :P

If it’s ok ofc, no pressure

omg anon i love u you reminded me that i never posted nick's like/dislike chart on here

some notes below the cut!! I hope they're detailed enough to answer your question but if you'd like even more explanation then feel free to message or send another ask^^

1. yes nick and pav dislike one another. YES they also have a crush on each other; they're legally/politically enemies to lovers but neither can bring themselves to actually hate the other. nick dislikes loud people because he likes to be the centre of attention and be the one doing the talking BUT i think he'd still like pav because i think pav is the extrovert until a REAL extrovert enters the room. then he's quiet as a rat, thinking and listening. so i think nick would actually end up liking him.

2. nick and henryk know each other! nick frequently ate at henryk's parent's tavern and loves his cooking; he asked to meet the chef after a few visits and they sat and drank and talked for hours after closing. henryk admires nick as a person, even if he has mixed feelings on his occupation.

3. nick and daan also know, like, trust and admire one another for the roles that they played in the army. nick moreso than daan just because of how incredibly valuable daan was to his soldiers. they banter with each other in the typical BritishHumour way when they see each other on the train.

4. even though nick dislikes karin for how brash and blunt she is (he actually thinks she lacks a lot of tact), he trusts that she is an honest person who is actually out to seek the truth. karin doesn't trust him in turn though because he's just another army dog

5. nick loves levi. he just does. i think he pities levi a lot and would do anything he could to prolong or make his life better, even if it meant sacrificing himself. nick joined the army of his own volition at 15, so it hits him extra hard that levi never wanted to, especially so young; he reminds nick of all his own foot soldiers, older than levi but still terrified out of their minds. levi on the other hand is neutral at best towards nick, and slightly fearful and annoyed at worst. nick talks too much... but it's kinda nice to have someone just blabbering away like white noise. he also finds nick off-putting (which nick does on purpose to freak him out)

6. same as olivia, nick freaks her out on purpose by asking which plants are poisonous to humans specifically and how much is fatal... she pales and nick puts up his hands like "im just joking~" she's an easy target for his teasing because she's just really sweet. he genuinely likes her! he likes kind people and she is the epitome of that.

7. feel like samarie would dislike him because he talks too much, but honestly they don't interact much.

8. nick and caligura hate each other because nick doesn't shut up and loves small talk, and nick finds caligura's attitude repulsive.

9. nick finds o'saa interesting, but also gets slightly irked when he goes on one of his tirades, especially if it's concerning levi. im honestly not sure what o'saa would think of nick, so ill say they're neutral towards one another.

[anyolovez]

This is not a hate ask, but I'm putting a tw for mentions of sh and suicide.

Hey, I'm so sorry you got those asks. I got them too, and they were fucking terrible.

I think they forget that transtrauma people can be cistraumatized as well... And even if those transtrauma people aren't cistraumatized, or mentally ill, it is still not ok to be doing that.

I suspect it caused a split due to the panic and stress it gave me. It also gave me violent sh urges and made me feel suicidal. I struggle a lot with my mental health- if they looked back at my posts, they would know this. But they haven't. They don't know anything about me, and they assumed this would get me to "snap out of it".

It didn't.

I am hoping that you're okay, after everything. I don't think we follow each other, but I want you to be okay, still. Please stay safe.

Thank you for the support, and I'm sorry it was triggering for you and that you got them too. Like I said in one of the responses, I was really hoping they didn't send that stuff to anyone else. It sucks to know they did. I'm doing better, definitely still recovering from the panic attack. Only a little bit of what was actually said triggered me, there were some specific parts that hit too close to home and brought up some bad feelings. Mostly what made me upset is just the notion that people who are willing to act like that so openly and brazenly exist, and they think hiding behind anon on their phone means they don't need to/wont face consequences.

I don't want to turn off anon because I know how scary it can be for some 🌈🍓, ❣️, and TransID folk to submit things, but if people keep spamming me shit like that then I'll have to cus im absolutely not in a place mentally to handle that bullshit in my inbox

I can't believe they claim to care about survivors and then do some shit like that like I'm still at a loss for words. It sucks that nowhere feels safe from the disturbing amounts of emotional apathy people regard one another with

I hope you feel better soon

[bwabys-scenarios]

hey, so would it be okay for this to just be read and not answered? i want to respect everyone's privacy.

so, i used to be in your old discord you now privated and that's totaly fine! whatever makes u most comfy! i kinda put two and two together with the person u were talking about on here and someone who left that discord like 2 weeks ago. IF its the same person im thinking of, then they are currently being harassed, called a c*nt, delusional, anon is asking for usernames of people, which they refuse to give and dont want to speak about the situation further (they honestly arent even talking about it and seem to be moved on? idk what anon is on about). essentially a very similar message to yours of dont harass anyone or ask questions further, we both will move on etc i saw it and your message that hate wont be tolerated and i really hope whoever the anon is isnt sending you hate either... it's a weird situation and idk what to do other than bring it to attention, even tho i know you want to move on and heal from this person, i also feel strongly about cyberbullying and people who are nosy and want to get involved for no reason. i just wish healing for everyone involved<3 anyway, that's all and i hope that you are doing well regardless! im wishing you a lovely day or night mwah<3

No, anons haven’t sent me any hate at all, this is actually fucking disgusting. Maybe I haven’t gotten the hate yet? Either way I’m assuming it’s someone from my old server or someone sending them hate just to cause more drama between the two of us.

So big announcement, if you’re sending hate to anyone on my behalf, I want you to fucking show yourself. I want you to apologize. I already asked everyone to not send any hate to anyone, it’s not hard at all to do.

I made a mistake making it public(though I did not mention their name once on tumblr), and this is a very harsh lesson to learn. I have the person that’s receiving this hate blocked or I would personally apologize to them, but if they see this, that’s not what I wanted at all. If you find out who is sending you the hate you can contact me and I’ll make sure they get reported. You can also report anonymous messages, and it should still affect their account! I did this in the past and it got someone’s account who was bullying me taken down.

I never mentioned the persons name publicly but I did vent about them in my discord after the big falling out because I was so frustrated. I didn’t want more people to know who they were after I calmed down so I kicked everyone I didn’t trust.

If someone I trusted did this, it breaks my fucking heart. This is not what we do, this shouldn’t be tolerated by anyone. Idc what anyone did in this situation, she didn’t do anything worthy of receiving hate. No one should get that kind of shit. No one.

I would have hoped people had some common fucking decency. This literally pissed me tf off.

It’s a big lesson, even if you think you can trust people with information, you always have to be careful. That’s why I made a whole new server with no drama and no vents or anything to prevent this. It’s partially my fault, even if I didn’t say their username on my tumblr I did say it in my discord server. At the time it only had around 20ish people, but soon after I posted in vent I made the vent channel private and kicked 10 people, the unprivated the vent channel after. Before we had a falling out I didn’t mention them at all, and it should have stayed that way.

I haven’t checked their account since I blocked them, but they should be able to block the anonymous accounts. I’m pretty sure it blocks alts as well? Because when I block someone at least I’m unable to see the account on my alt. Idk about being blocked though. Sorry I don’t usually try to go to someone’s account after I’ve been blocked.

I’d recommend turning off anons for a while, it’s what I did after the fallout because I was afraid of getting bad anonymous asks as well. And at the time before I turned it off I did receive a few nasty asks about me being dramatic etc, but I didn’t really give it much thought.

People enjoy drama and stirring the pot. I think I’ll also turn off anon and limit my messages to people I follow only for a bit just to be safe 😭

If you send anyone hate on my behalf, you are scum. I don’t tolerate bullies, that situation has been over with for nearly a week now, and we both moved on. There’s no reason to send hate to anyone.

I’m sorry, in the future I’ll be more mindful of who I vent to. It’s just not okay, I thought I could trust my server of FULLY GROWN ADULTS to act like adults should, but clearly fucking not. I’m not only disappointed, but also angry and upset.

If you think sending someone hate on my behalf helps me at all, you’re wrong. All it does it hurt others and cause more problems for me. This has brought back all the stress of the situation when I felt like I finally moved on from it.

I’m sorry, again, it’s my fault for trusting the wrong people. I’ll keep my venting between my closest friends from now on. This is just not acceptable behavior, who the fuck sends someone anonymous hate over INTERNET DRAMA? Go outside, touch some grass, interact with someone in the real world!

I offer all of my apologies to the person affected. Not mentioning their name, but I really hope this message clears everything up. I don’t want anyone sending ANYONE hate.

[phoenix-before-the-flame]

Scar anon again I'm so sorry for sending consecutive asks but mashima really made the coolest dude + team ever (laxus n the raijinshuu in case it wasn't obvious) and then refused to elaborate like???good sir I would have paid for a full series of Them?? The raijinshuu are so criminally underutilised like I want to know their backstories!! I want to know how they came to join fairy tail!!! I start frothing at the mouth everytime I think about how mashima did the raijinshuu so dirty esp during the Tartarus arc ;- ; anyways sorry for the rant it's like 4 am and I'm having many Thoughts ok that's all from me for real this time 👍🏼 peace!

Everything after Tartarus is my villain origin story lol, not even joking. It's so messy.

Im not singing praises for everything before it ofc there was some jank from beginning to gmg but after tartarus' end the story and characterization really seemed to start coming apart at the seams and it really tanked everything even though at that stage mashima's art was 10/10. Which is a shame bcus tartarus really was a step in the right direction tonally but it just stopped right there. Copped a massive W then tossed it out for consecutive L's.

But yea man! Laxus and his squad! Laxus will forever be a sorta sore spot for me because of the dropped Dreyar family plot thread. The whole dealio with Ivan, Makarov sending Gajeel to spy on him, Laxus' lone adventures. It really could've culminated in either a small side arc or a B-plot of an already existing arc

(I personally would add it into Tenrou. Take Gajeel off tenrou to have him doin his spy gig, accidentally meet up with Laxus during that, plot details regarding the dreyar family happen all while the events of tenrou go down. The duo gets wind of Grimoire Heart heading to tenrou from Raven Tail due to all dark guilds sharing info. The duo head over to tenrou post haste and allowing gajeel to carry out the iconic gajevy moment where he saves her and justifying why Laxus ended up on Tenrou instead of just randomly showing up at the nick of time. But alas, details lol)

Thunder Legion's always been interesting to me though. I'll admit i dont think about them often but they are a pretty unique squad with varying personalities across the board that, on paper, you probs wouldn't expect em to be friends, let alone friends that close and loyal to one another.

Their magics are also a main point of interest because it really is so out there. Freed in essence has an upgraded solid script (plus those unused transformations the beast lookin one from fantasia and the more streamlined one from tenrou), Evergreen has the petrification magic (alongside her main magic with the energy attacks) and Bickslow? Soul manipulation? That can't be legal man. The magic system in FT is really underexplained and has a anything goes sorta deal (hello summoning gods) but man, i would've loved something there for these 3- power limits or drawbacks, how it works, whether its magic they naturally manifested or learned or both. Something along those lines.

And while i don't think a backstory would've been necessary for them per se, because at the end of the day they still are side characters so relevancy of the information learned throughout the story dictates how much is really needed to be known and this extends to learning about how they joined the guild as well (i personally think they all joined as adults tbh. I know a lotta peeps like to think of em as a teen friendship squad but i really prefer it they were an adult friend group. Having a friendship that strong forming in their 20s feels right to me), but i think even a one line or 2 regarding their pasts could come up in conversation for that information to come up naturally.

Like for eg. Freed gives off rich kid energy, so perhaps he's a runaway rich kid like herself but not from Fiore, that could be revealed in a convo with Lucy at some point to strike common ground between the two. Evergreen feels like an orphaned soul turned away (i personally think she gives off Jessie from pokemon vibes) by others a lot so why not a kinship with her and Juvia or even Mirajane? Bickslow the wild card could spout jokes about his acrobatic skills he learned from being a street performer, just something. They're not perfect concepts no, but they're little ways the characters could've been given even a scrap of info to help learn more about em.

Also uhhhh, it always threw me off that they weren't all S-class wizards so i think it would've been cooler if they were a whole squad of s class wizards who attempted a guild coup instead of just 1 s class and his homies. Aight byeeeeee.

[thesherrinfordfacility]

the reading comprehension on this godforsaken website is genuinely insane. it's such shit ppl went after you for responding. fwiw you singlehandedly restored my faith in the GO fandom a little while back, some of the only well thought-out takes for miles (til i started clicking on the reblogs n found more). there was nothing wrong with defending yourself from people who didn't even read the meta. for something you put this much effort into, it'd be weirder not to be defensive

ive sat on the whole thing over the last dozen or so hours now, with a good mixture of upset, anger, some kind of numbness, and incredible amounts of anxiety. i posted that response out of the second; i was really angry, and i flew off the handle. whilst i don't appreciate being told by the other anon that i shouldn't be so attached/shouldn't have been so upset, they have a point, and were right to highlight (intentionally or not) at the very least that that is the root of the problem. i likened the fiasco to some secondary school bullshit, but i didn't realise - or want to acknowledge - that that applied to me too. the whole thing has reawakened ancient history that i thought i had gotten over years ago - more than a decade ago, even - and it very much turns out that that isn't the case, and was simply buried. the uncomfortable thing i also ran into is that the incident has made me re-examine myself with a little more, and definitely overdue, scrutiny - the post attacked at what i now think was my ego, and my over-confidence, and sense of entitlement. that's so uncomfortable to admit, but here we are.

i don't mind people disagreeing with me, but i still stand firm that i don't think sending an ask ridiculing someone, or adding tags that equally can be interpreted as being plain unkind, is a nice thing to do. it's shit - i felt humiliated, and self-conscious in a fandom that until this point, for all my controversial takes 😂 - had made me feel that i had a space to share them, and whilst may not be agreed with, would still be valued by nature of them belonging to a person. i have no doubt that everything on that post wasn't at all personal, but it still felt that what i had spent a lot of time, excitement, and joy writing was worthy of being laughed at, as if i were stupid for writing it (let me be clear - idc if people think the original post and the take within it is wrong, that's absolutely fair enough). it then called into question - what else have people been nice to me about, politely interacting with me about, and yet elsewhere those same people are being horrible about it?

that line of overthinking is entirely my issue, that's noone else's fault, but i do think that had these people just simply kept their opinion to a DM, or somewhere else where the original poster is unlikely/not going to see it, it might have all been avoided. people are entitled to share their opinion, i have no issues with that fact, but it can have consequences... just like the consequences of me rb'ing it once the anger had set in, and i ceased to think rationally. i am sorry that i reacted out of anger, without much - if any - rational thought; that it was bitchy as fuck, and - without the maelstrom of emotion attached to it, as it was from my perspective - it was objectively uncalled for. im embarrassed i reacted like that, and im aware that its only served to make me come across as even more ridiculous than the original post ever could 😂 but i want to settle in with what this has brought up, especially the shitty stuff that i thought i had long gotten over, and look at why i reacted the way i did - i think i was right to defend myself, but perhaps not in the way that i did.

as a separate note, and just really as a PSA to anyone waiting on me in my ask box or has sent me messages - im going to halt on posting any original posts/asks for a while (knowing me, because i can't help myself, a 'while' will probably be like a day). that's in part because im shitting bricks about posting anything in general (this ask response included), but also because - like i said before - i don't want to continue posting stuff when im now wondering how much is coming from a less-than-humble place - im worried that it's a lot more than i ever thought, which is vulnerable, but that's how it goes.

[spaceyflowerswriting]

Hello Adrien~ how are you? I hope you've been doing well! Thank you so much for taking the time to accept and write the request I submitted to you. You released it at such perfect timing b/c I was in bed, sick and miserable, but reading your Jonggun x reader made my week and made me feel nice and comforted🥰 as always, I enjoy your characterization of lookism characters and I'm amazed on how you're able to write for so many characters in different prompts like you're a great writer and I hope that you continue to do what you enjoy doing^^

Since I saw that your requests are back open, is it okay if I request a reunion between Jonggun x reader who broke up a few years ago b/c Jonggun didn't want to involve reader into his life as a full-time Yamazaki head since his lifestyle would put them in danger but he and reader still love each other? Whether or not they decide to get back together is totally up to you! Please and thank you for always gracing the Fandom with your wonderful writing❤

-🍒

perhaps (gun park x reader)

details: soft angst-y oneshot, gender neutral reader written in 2nd pov, general canon au, you and gun are exes that still love each other

summary: gun has a sudden reunion with his ex. many feelings are spilled.

a/n: hello cherry anon !! ive indeed been well, i hope the same goes for you T_T + thank YOU for sending requests and enjoying my writing !! im glad it made you feel better 💓

also i really appreciate ur compliments :(( 💖💖 hearing that people like my characterizations always cheers me up ;_;

here's your request, thanks again <33

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Gun's hand reached into his pocket once more to grab his box of cigarettes. He pulled out another cigarette for the night and put the box back to feel around his pockets for his lighter. As soon as he found it, he quickly lit up his cigarette and put the lighter back away as well.

Slowly inhaling... slowly exhaling; watching the smoke escape his lips as he blew it out. The only thing that made it visible were the dim lamp posts nearby the fountain he was currently seated on the edge of.

Feelings of temporary relaxation filled him up, as well as the cool, fresh air of the quiet city night. This was what he needed after his long day. No, make that a week.

He felt rather pathetic thinking about the heavy weight on his mind that he allowed to cause such a wreck of a week for him. And to think it was triggered by a song he hadn't heard in years, playing on an old record player he was looking at in an antique store.

Was this simply a period of grieving he was going through? Was he missing the bittersweet memories of a person he cut off and tried to bury long ago? Ah, but "person" was rather insulting to use to describe you. "Someone he deeply loved and cared for," was a much better descriptor.

If only you were just a "person," though. He wouldn't be feeling so sentimental then. He wouldn't care so much.

The particular memory resurfaced every once in a while, it was just easy to ignore when it was a thought. Hearing something directly from the memory causing him to nearly relive it, however, that he could not just ignore.

Muffled but recognizable, a traditional Japanese song was playing from the inside of Gun's home when he stood outside to have his last conversation with you. He figured one of his older relatives was playing it. Such a small detail, yet it was something that stuck with him. As for what was said in the conversation, he couldn't recall exactly, but your glossy eyed expression and the emotions he felt that day he remembered crystal clear.

At least because of those clear memories, he could guess what he said to you. Something rash, something immature and inconsiderate of your feelings. Despite that, he--in some strange way--still felt like he did the right thing, but he wished he had listened to you more instead of turn you away by insisting what he was doing was the best option for the both of you.

It felt selfish to think such a thought, though, because the reason he regretted breaking up with you the most was hurting you and not having you by his side anymore. He missed having someone that made his heart race in a way that wasn't related to fighting. He missed having someone he could wholeheartedly trust. He missed having a companion.

He missed you.

Of course, he hoped you felt the same. But how could anyone still harbor love for a person that pushed them away so harshly?

"Oh my gosh, hi! I didn't expect to see you here," a rather cheerful yet stiff voice called out.

Gun moved his gaze from the empty sky to the side where he saw someone smiling nervously at him. They sat down too closely to him for a stranger and asked him how his night was going.

He blankly stared at them, unable to feel much other than slight irritation. He just looked the other way and continued to inhale the smoke of his cigarette, every breath helping to keep his mood steady despite his rampant thoughts.

"Right, haha..." said the person, as if Gun replied with something. They then cleared their throat and very quietly said, "Sorry for disturbing your night, but someone's been following me. I'm hoping if I pretend to hang around a friend they'll leave me alone."

Ah. That kind of situation.

Gun knew he had no business playing hero, but he was a decent enough man to help someone innocent in need if it was happening right in front of him. Plus, he had time to spare anyway.

He dropped his finished cigarette onto the floor and gave it a firm stomp. After making sure it was extinguished, he picked it up to flick it into a trash can nearby and finally turned back to look at the stranger.

"I see. Let's talk, then." Honestly, he had to applaud the stranger for daring to approach him. Surely he must've looked as scary as whoever was following them?

"Thank you!" The person set down a bag they were holding into their lap and began to ramble about random things concerning how their day was spent. Gun listened half-heartedly, nodding and replying when polite, and occasionally checking his watch. He wanted to get home before 1 AM at least.

However, the longer he spent with the stranger, the more he felt himself losing track of time. They started to feel familiar. His intuition was never wrong, so he tried to study this person and make connections. The way they spoke, their mannerisms, their facial features: everything about them lead him to a blurry conclusion.

This stranger... were they you?

"What about you? How was your day?" The person still looked nervous. "Oh, wait, nevermind, I've definitely talked too long now. I should head home, thanks for keeping me company!" After an awkward beat of silence, they added, "Friend!"

Gun eyed them suspiciously, but with no malice. And in his ever so straightforward fashion, he said, "Of course. But before you go, may I ask you something?"

"Yes?"

"Is your name..."

When he finished his question, the stranger's--your eyes widened.

"So it is you." Gun nodded, not quite sure how he was feeling at the moment. Ironic was most likely the best word. "Do you perhaps remember me?"

"Uh..." You fidgeted with your fingers, looking away. "Gun," you muttered, "Jonggun Park?"

"That's right." A new emotion washed over him. Relief? Happiness that you had kept him in your memories after the passing years? Well, you most likely didn't remember him in a good light...

You shifted in your seat before turning back to look at him, laughing sheepishly. "I knew you looked kind of familiar. No one wears slicked back hair as good as you." The compliment made Gun raise a brow as quickly as you had slapped a hand over your mouth. "I'm so sorry, that was really inappropriate to say." Your hand slid down and you vaguely gestured with it. "I-I meant no one wears slicked back hair like you. As in, um, it's a very... you look. You know?"

Some people really don't change no matter how many years go by.

A chuckle left Gun before he could stop himself. He'd imagined many times what it would be like to see you again, and the things he'd say. He would apologize first and foremost, but then explain himself and ask if you'd like to start anew. If you said yes, great, if not, then he'd respect your decision.

This time he would hear you out. Maybe there would be an argument and you both would part just as terribly as in the past, or maybe you two would make up and mutually agree to stay out of each other's lives.

Whatever scenario he thought up of, it wasn't anything like this. Still, he knew you better than that.

"We should cut to the chase, don't you think?"

Your smile faded as your brows slightly knit together. "I know we're exes, but that doesn't mean we have to be hostile to each other."

Gun still had a raised brow. "Even though the reason we aren't together anymore wasn't peaceful?"

Immediately, any lightheartedness in the mood blew away with the wind, revealing only the tense feelings shared between the both of you.

"Gun..." You moved your gaze away once more. "What's happened in the past can stay in the past. I've moved on." You held up a hand just as he was about to question you. "And before you ask, yes, I can't help but still hold a little grudge against you, but I understand now. I was upset back then, but after having years to think about it and mature, I get why you did what you did."

He nodded, taking note of your sincerity. "I suppose I don't have to explain myself then."

"No, you don't," you sighed softly.

"Then... at least allow me to say I'm sorry, too." You stayed quiet. "I didn't give you a chance to explain your feelings. It was arrogant of me to decide where we should take our relationship without hearing your input." Gun subconsciously turned away from you as well. "But I will say I don't regret what I told you. You knew very well the dangers that came with associating with someone involved with the Yakuza. Especially as the head of a clan."

"Right. You were keeping me away for my own safety. I know." You sounded tired, like you were being lectured at. "It probably was the best decision for our relationship. Didn't really stop me from hurting, though." A somewhat bitter laugh came along your last sentence. "It definitely hurt a lot more back then when I didn't understand, but even today..."

Gun didn't need to hear you finish what you were going to say to get the message. He said your name and then, "I feel the same. In all honesty, I miss having your presence in my life." He looked back at you. "You know, when I said I don't regret what I said, I meant it. Although, I do somewhat regret what I did: cutting off all ties with you. It was the logical thing to do, to ensure no one could trace you to me or vice versa, but sometimes I feel it did more harm than good to us."

"Hm." You shrugged with little emotion. "You look like you did fine without me."

"And you?"

"I turned out fine, too, I think." You didn't lift your head up to meet Gun's eyes, but you turned back at least to look at him. "I'm not dressed in rich people brands or anything, but I'm living. I have friends and a comfortable home."

The mention of his clothes mildly embarrassed Gun, but he quickly brushed it off. "That's good. You're living a normal life."

"Yeah. The kind you wanted me to live."

Well. That just stung.

He went quiet for a moment, thinking carefully of what to say next. "Are you happy--"

"What's the point of this conversation?" You cut him off, voice strained. "I know you hate beating around the bush, so just tell me what you're trying to say."

"...You're right." Gun sat up straighter and rested his hands on his knees. "I miss you. But I'm still living the kind of life I told you to stay away from. Do you see my problem?"

You let out another laugh, this one sharp and short. "Glad to know you haven't changed much. Still living a dangerous lifestyle and still not asking for my opinion."

"Except this time I don't think I need to ask for your opinion. You've made it rather clear where your feelings lie for me."

There was a moment of silence before you sighed. "I hate your confidence and your knack for reading people correctly."

"I think even a child would be able to pick up that you miss me from the bittersweet way you spoke."

"Shut up." He smiled softly, seeing you attempt to hide the small smile on your face. "What do you want me to say anyway?"

"I want to hear what you think. I'm making up for my past mistakes. Most importantly, I want you back in my life, but only if you want me back in yours as well." The unfamiliar feeling of mild nervousness had Gun conflicted on what to do. "Back then, I said we should never see each other again, no matter what, but maybe if we tried now we could make it work."

Finally, you looked up to make eye contact with him. "Why don't you just leave your criminal life behind?"

"I can't. And I don't want to." As your expression turned into one of concern, he went on to say, "It's just the kind of life I'm suited for. Call me immoral or a bad person; I'll be whatever that allows me to keep fighting. You already know I live by my own standards anyway."

"You're as weird as ever," you chuckled with a shake of your head.

"Yet you fell in love with me anyway."

"I know. That was my fault."

"Give me some credit for charming you at least." He leaned to the side just in time to dodge your hand moving to whack his shoulder.

After a huff, your shoulders dropped and a worried frown replaced your smile. "I don't know what to do. I do know I want to be by your side, though, and it's honestly relieving to hear you've been missing me all these years, too. It's just... are you sure this is okay? What do you mean by we could work things out now? How's it going to be any different from the past?"

Gun slowly replied, "The harsh truth is that it won't be any different. I still advise you to stay away, but my selfish side wants you by me despite the danger. It tells me I'll just make sure my work doesn't affect you." You nodded along while he added, "I won't force you into my lifestyle, either, of course. It'd be inappropriate to shove someone into a life they're not made for. Even if I do get you used to it, that doesn't guarantee you'll ever grow fit for it. Some people are not made for certain things. And... I want you to be happy with me, not miserable."

He let his words hang in the air for a while, to make sure you could properly digest them and then said, "There. That's all I can say." He crossed his arms. "I now leave the decision up to you. We're both adults now, aren't we? We've had time to grow and we can make our own decisions and talk things out like adults do. Whatever you choose, I understand."

"This is all very sudden, you know." Your frown turned even more lopsided. "After experiencing the horrific feeling of thinking someone's following me, I run into someone who I thought vaguely resembled my ex from when I was a teenager, only to find out he IS my ex and wants me back the same way I do, too. Except it's not that simple." You sighed in frustration and Gun nodded in sympathy.

"I'm not expecting you to think of an answer right away. I understand this is all very sudden." He reached a hand out, placing it atop of yours which was resting on the fountain edge. "I'll wait as long as needed. As long as you give me an answer, I'll be satisfied. Patience is needed for love, after all, whether that love flourishes or is buried as a loving memory."

"Okay." It seemed like you were trying to give him a reassuring smile as you stammered, "I'll--I'll think about it, then."

"Please take your time." Gun glanced at his watch. It was nearing 1 AM, and he decided you two had spoken enough. "It's become rather late, so I believe we should head home. Would you like me to walk you to your place?"

You scrambled up, grabbing your bag with a hand and leaving the other free to wave at Gun. "Oh, no, it's okay! It's been quite a while, I don't think the person following me is still sticking around."

"Nonsense, how ridiculous would it be if I let you walk home alone only to find your death on the news tomorrow morning?"

He had tried to say it in a half joking way, but the wide eyed look you gave him said you clearly didn't see it that way. At least until you began to laugh.

Once you quickly settled down, you had a soft smile resting on your lips. "Asking me a question only to ignore what my reply is and do whatever you want. Your feigned politeness hasn't changed either, I see."

Gun decided not to mention he was attempting to make a joke. "I hope you realize you haven't changed much either. You're still the same person I loved then, and love even now." He smirked when you began to look a little nervous.

"Right..." You side stepped and gestured forward. "I'll get going then. You can walk with me since you insist."

"Good." He followed after your stride, walking alongside you and easily keeping up with your pace. "What were you doing out so late, if you don't mind me asking?"

You glanced down at the bag in your hand. "Um... midnight snack craving."

Now it was Gun's turn to laugh and bring up the repeated sentiment of, "You really haven't changed."

"Whatever." You playfully rolled your eyes. "Can I ask why you're wearing sunglasses at night?"

"...That's a story for another day."

"...Right." Your eyes lit up as a new topic popped into your head. "Oh, and I can't believe you smoke now. I know you did it a few times whenever you were offered a cigarette when you were younger, but you should really stop if you want to live a long life."

Gun chuckled. "I'll think about it."

In some miraculous way or another, the rest of the walk to your house went peacefully. With a little healthy bickering, of course. You both exchanged phone numbers before finally parting ways.

On his way back home, Gun found himself thinking again, "Ah, that was exactly what I needed." Forget the cigarette he was using earlier as a stress reliever. Apparently what he needed most was a real conversation with the ex he still loved, and luck decided to be on his side today.

Yet, out of habit, (and because his walk home was extended by accompanying you home) he was pulling out another cigarette and lighting it.

"I wonder what decision they'll make."

[seeingivy]

hii!

im sorry for bothering you and i hope this is not offending, but i was just wondering when will you release labor of love? i miss satoru soo much and that series really hooked me up and i miss it too. i hope ur doing fine and im not trying to force you to write it, im just wondering. luv ya<3

hi anon! thank you for asking in such a respectful way, I truly really appreciate it. for interest of transparency, I most likely will not be continuing labor of love.

there's a few reasons, that i'll briefly address because I feel like I owe it to the people that were genuinely excited to read and support the story but also as a way to kind of assert my boundaries with my stories moving forward. none of this applies to you anon, but more to other people, because you really are one of like five people who have respectfully interacted with me about this story. i'll just use your ask as my way to address it, kind of a one and done if you will.

one thing I kind of love to do with my stories is like an insane amount of fan service. the last few chapters of my fic roommates that I wrote were just me trying to include all the little things people wanted - things that people had mentioned to me like I want him to kiss the scars, I want this taylor song mentioned, etc. etc. because I knew it would make people happy to read it and I loved the ideas.

that being said, the feedback I received about labor of love kind of turned me off from the story all together. I had multiple people asking me not to include angst (which was a major part of that story in particular), asking me to make them kiss early on (which I did even though that wasn't in my plan), then other people getting mad at me for rushing it (are we seeing a pattern) - it just kind of got to a point where I would go to write the chapter of the story and in the back of my mind get so frustrated/sad with it because I knew I would get a barrage of comments that would make me feel horrible.

and I know that criticism is normal and that this is a me problem and im the one who needs to fix myself, but really I started writing these stories as a way for me to kind of escape and enjoy myself from the normal stressors of life. as a raging people pleaser, my stories are the one place where I get to have control and see things work out the way I wanted. I don't want to take that away from my writing because some part of getting to control things the way I do is so healing for me personally, after things I've been through, and I don't want to be controlled into doing something I don't want ever again.

all in all, I kind of just lost all my drive for writing labor of love. i do want to write gojo fics in the future, and hope that people will be more receptive to it, and i do still write for gojo. another thing is a lot of anons just usually send me messages like right after I post something eren related usually that "omg you don't write for gojo anymore" or "I post too much about eren" which kind of just makes me guilty writing on here. it kind of got to a point where I fully had fics ready but I literally had to wait until I posted a gojo fic in the middle just so I wouldn't get comments like that.

in general, just be kinder to the writers on this app - me and others - because it can genuinely be discouraging and offputting to feel this way in the place I intended as a safe space for myself. and please don't take this as a message to not send me requests or ideas for stories that i'm writing, because I do really love them. just don't ask me to change the entire plot of my story or to delete a chapter I literally just posted because you didn't like it.

[elf-bot]

good girl - kyuhyun

genre: smut

word count: 959

request: HI I was ur last anon, im shy 🙈 but if it's okay could I request some praise kink w/ kyuhyun? (id love to be tagged also!!) and this may be specific I apologize (feel free to disregard if so LOL) but maybe based on the SWING mv? some ~shenanigans~ in his office or something of the sort...thank you sm in advance!!!! (throws tons of hearts)

warnings: praise kink, fingering, unprotected sex, semi public sex (as in sex in an office late at night).

[i hope this is good enough for you, thanks for your request. i enjoyed this a LOT, really a LOT!!! i will be mixing requests to post so you can see different members!! ]

tags: @physalidae

“I should be going,” you whispered to yourself.

You stretched your arms and legs sitting in your desk. It was late, on Friday night, and you still were working on your report for Monday. Your boss was an asshole and you hated him. Every little mistake you made was pointed out, so to just avoid that this time you forced yourself to stay longer than you should.

The office was empty. Your coworkers left some time ago, even those who worked for extra hours. But not you. You heard some steps in the office and you shifted your position on the chair, trying to fix your hair and your blouse, that had been a little unbuttoned since you were alone.

“I didn’t expect you to be here,” Kyuhyun’s voice called out. He came with a coffee in his hand, finding his desk a couple of meters away from you, with his back facing you.

“Yeah, well I need to complete my report. Otherwise, he will just look down on me again.”

“That old man, we all hate him.”

Kyuhyun finished his coffee and turned himself around to see you. He took a look at your mess. This wasn’t you. You were neat, clean and a perfectionist, on yourself and your work, and now your hair was everywhere and your uniform was full of wrinkles and you looked lost about what to do next with your project.

“Can I help you?”

“What?”

Kyuhyun came closer to you, standing behind your seat.

“I said,” he leaned, mumbling on your ear, “can I help you?”

“I’m fine,” you managed the words to past your lips.

He bent straight. His hands made their way to your shoulders and your neck massaging your skin. You let out a gasp, not sure if it was because his action was so sudden or because of pleassure. Maybe both.

Kyuhyun’s hands worked on you, sending magical sensations all over your body. One of his palms made its way to your chest down the fabric. You gasped when he cupped your breast over your bra.

“Shhh, just relax,” he whispered on your ear. He continued to play with your breast and you clenched your thighs together. Finally his fingers slipped inside your bra, touching your nipple.

“So beautiful,” Kyuhyun breathed.

You bit your lip. You felt that familiar wetness on your panties at his touch. He took off your blouse finally after pulling out the last button and made you stand up, leaning you on the desk as he took a sit on your chair, having a perfect view of your ass. He was eager, moving up your skirt until he could see between your thighs. He spreaded your ass cheeks with his big hands. His dick twitched in his pants at your breathy moans, wondering how it’d feel to be inside you.

He set aside your panties and he groaned at how wet you were.

“Just a few seconds and you’re already dripping for me,” his slim fingers ghosting over your folds. “Such a good girl.”

You moaned, legs shaking and heart racing. You felt so exposed, but you liked it. He played with your cunt and you moved your hips to meet his thrusts once he slided two fingers inside you. He stretched you out. His cock now hurted for being kept on his pants. Sinful sounds came from the way his fingers worked on you, and they mixed with your soft cries.

“How bad I want to fill up your precious little cunt,” he whispered. Your walls clenched and he smirked. “You love it when I praise you, don’t you?”

“Mmhhmm...”

He pulled out, his fingers fully coated in your juices.

“Come here,” he grabbed you by the waist and pulled out his dick free. You sat down on his lap and whined, his chest pressing against your back. “I’m gonna fuck you good like you deserve,” he rubbed his tip on your folds. “You want me to fill you up?” you hummed, he smirks again. “Use your words, you can tell me, you’re a good girl.”

You whined, pressing your hips down, asking for him to finally push his dick on you.

“Yes, fuck me please, I need you so bad,” you begged.

He spreaded your legs and pushed his cock finally inside you slowly. You moaned at the intrusion, you felt so full now. He rocked his hips to thrust into you. His hands taking your sides so you could also bounce yourself on him and meet his pace.

“Just like that, you’re taking me so well,” Kyuhyun hissed on your neck, letting his hot breath on your skin. “So tight and wet for me.”

He stopped his thrusts and you fucked yourself on his lap as fast as you could to find the sweet release you’ve been yearning. You squirm on his lap when he goes back to rock his hips, slamming against your ass and the tip of his dick finally reaches your spot one, two, three times with his harsh thrusts.

“I’m gonna cum-”

Your hips stuttered when you felt close to release, his hand now were going south to work on your clit. Your walls fluttered around his cock and you came with a loud moan. Your eyes shut and quickly you tried to muffle your moans with your hand, but his hips are still rocking into you. You whined, feeling the overstimulation.

Kyuhyun’s thrust became sloppier, his dick twitched and the grip on your hips became harder until he came deep inside you moaning your name. When he calmed down from his high he rubbed your thighs and your belly and left a soft kiss on your neck. Your walls still squeezed around him.

“How you feel?” he breathed against your shoulder.

“A lot better...”

He smiled.

“Can I help you then with your report?”

“If that’s what you want, I can’t deny you.”

[rosyjuly]

OBSESSED with ur seb x christian snippet + plus u calling seb his kept boy. i would kill for some more 👀

anon thank you unfortunately yesterday was a very eye-opening moment for me about the two of them. and as to my thoughts:

i think basically anything goes with christian and i love that? like if we want to stay in the universe i sketched out yesterday then i can totally see seb going back to him "for help", especially because all the drama with mark is making him turn quite often. and christian IS a scumbag here so i think - not in 2010, but after - he would tell seb to go to mark, and offer him a nice apology. except obviously he's not that selfless so he'd send seb over with a load already dripping out of him.

BUT i also love a christian who is COMPLETELY whipped for his golden boy and the sex is still sooo intense but without a hint of humiliation. like the origin for seb's praise kink you know? pressing seb into the mattress, seb panting into a pillow, christian telling him how good and tight he is, what a good boy he is for christian, how he can't keep his eyes off him, he's the best thing christian's ever seen etc etc.

and then there's this! and kept boy seb would be absolutely obsessed with christian's body and his tits (im NOT sorry!!!!!). sucking off christian on his knees (he always wants to be on his knees) sloppy and good and then begging to come on christian's chest, fuck his tits, lick up his own come after and suck at his nipples. christian cradling his head, torn between shame and pleasure, ultimately pulling him closer...

tl;dr: i've connected the dots and seb vettel is a tits man.

see also:

seb in 2012 about christian horner: woooooooow seb in 2022 about mick schumacher: wooooooow

also for amazing christian/seb please read gemjam's fics, especially this post-multi21 fic with christian/mark/seb, recced to me by @blorbocedes !!