#and then she proceeded to kill the kidnapper

[krakencat-draws]

Kidnapper: We have your child.

Uzi: I don’t have a child?

Kidnapper: Then who just asked for warm milk and made us cut the crust off their sandwich?

Uzi: Oh god, you have N.

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC De-Aged Triplets and Their Tired Single Sister

Jason has seen the four of them a couple of times in Crime Alley now. They looked like a family, what with similar facial features- err, actually, the kids looked like carbon copies of each other, but their mom/sister/aunt/cousin looked similar enough to be related to them by blood.

Normally, Jason didn't care for each and every family that moved into Crime Alley. Sure, he cared about all of them as a whole, but there were a lot of people, and he couldn't possibly get elbow deep in every life story he came across. So all he knew about them were three things: a) they were on the run from someone or something, b) they trusted each other and no one else, and c) apparently, they have made it their life goal to never make any kind of sense.

The list of shit they have gotten into included but was not limited to:

• one of the kids biting a gun. Not the hand of the attacker who was holding it, no, the actual gun. And he bit a piece of it clean off, which earned him - or her, actually, Jason knew one of the triplets was a girl but he couldn't tell them apart - a lecture from their... mom? sister? parental figure. The lecture was about how chewing metal does not help with iron deficiency.

• getting kidnapped and creeping out their kidnapper to the point of him returning the kids back home. A few witnesses said one of the kids was actually driving, sitting on the kidnappers lap behind the steering wheel and cheerfully commanding the man to speed up or brake. Their mom actually apologized to the kidnapper for the incident and offered him homemade cookies for his troubles. He ran away without them.

• driving a lady at the laundromat insane by repeatedly walking inside and climbing into one of the washing machines. They never got out of it, just one kid walking into the laundromat, climbing into washing machine, then another kid, looking exactly like the previous one, walking inside, climbing into the same washing machine, then another kid walking into the laundromat- well, you get the idea. The lady claimed she's seen at least five kids do that in a row, but when she looked into that washing machine, there was no one inside.

• casually falling out of windows. Or, better, walking out of them like they were doors, at any given opportunity. The witness - an old man who was helping their mom with groceries - said the mom did not care in the slightest, and when he asked her about it, obviously concerned, she just said, tired and exasperated, 'they like the feeling of free fall, don't worry, they'll come back in a minute'. Sure enough, they did, not a scratch on them. The family lived on the sixth floor.

• eating insane amounts of food. Jason personally witnesses their mom give them her wallet, telling the kids, 'eat until you're full', and promptly passing out on the table, her head on her arms. The kids then proceeded to eat four whole pizzas, three burgers each, then seven brownies and at least five cups of soda. What was interesting about it was not only the amount of food they ate but the way they never left their mom unattended, one of the kids always staying beside her sleeping figure as the other two went to order.

And now, all four of them were standing in front of him. Not Jason Todd him, but Red Hood him. And he was... confused.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I said, can you watch them for a few hours? Three, maybe four," the mom, Jazz as she introduced herself, was looking at him like it was he who was speaking nonsense, not her. Because asking a crime lord to watch three kids in the middle of the night is not something a sane person would do.

"Why?" He asks, bewildered, because what the fuck else is he supposed to say?

"I need to kill a man, and if they come with me, it will take three times longer," Jazz tells him. Is she saying the kids slow her down or what? Jason can admit he's never been this confused in his entire life.

"You could ask me to kill a man, while you stay with them, no?" He tries to reason, but the girl waves him off:

"No, that will take even longer. Besides, no offense, but you kill people to simply end their life, and I need that man to fucking stop existing forever."

What's the difference he almost wants to ask. But instead of that, he just sighs.

"Why me? I'm sure you could find a babysitter-"

"No babysitter will handle them. The last one told me they have been running laps on the ceiling, which is, actually, not that big of a deal. They are kids. Kids like running around," she huffs, and Jason suspects she is missing the point here, but okay. He gets why babysitters are not an option.

"You do understand what they can witness if they stay here?" He asks, as the last attempt to reason with the girl, but she just nods and leans down, making all the kids turn to her.

"Okay, you menaces, tell me what not to do while you're staying with Mr. Red Hood."

"No eating people," one kid starts.

"No driving people insane," the other one continues.

"No, um, stealing eyeballs," the third one finishes, and what the fuck are those ground rules? Is this girl a mother to eldrith horrors? That would explain some shit.

Jazz turns to him, "See? They're all good."

In what world is that good? Jason debates if he should start running now or when she leaves.

"Do they have names?" He asks instead. The girl nods:

"Danny." His surprise must be evident even through the mask because she sighs and points to each kid, "Diane, Daniel, Dante. Dani, Danny, and Dan. Actually, you know what, let's make this easier," she rummages through her bag and gets a marker out before gesturing to the kids, "Come here."

As they do, she proceeds to draw numbers 1, 2, and 3 on their foreheads. Then she nods to Hood and puts the marker away.

"Okay, that's better. Behave, you monsters, I'll be back soon!"

After she leaves, Jason looks down at the kids. They also look at him, eerie and unblinking.

Finally, one of them - number 2, Dani, if he is not mistaken - asks:

"Do you want teeth? We have a lot."

"She doesn't mean her teeth," number 1 clarifies, "She means other teeth."

...This is going to be some very long three hours.

[watermelonsloth]

Hello!

I'm very sorry for asking this question. I'm trying to be as respectful as possible because the question is of a very sensitive (and personal to many including me) topic.

I'm writing a Naruto fanfiction and I'm trying to depict the characters in the way that I captured them, but when it comes to Naruto himself, I realise there are some gray areas that made me really think.

My story is closely linked to SA, to which my character makes a choice to kill the assaulter. I then thought the interactions with the characters and realised that Naruto would never be onboard with killing the assaulter because he has a more optimistic-leaning personality and beliefs.

This left a bitter taste in my mouth for hours. He is one of my favourite characters but when it comes to theories such as this (and with material that was never really dived into) I want to think what Canon Naruto would do and I always reach a deep end.

You don't have to answer this :') please don't feel pressured to do so, it is a very heavy question and I mean to offence to anyone. I'm genuinely stuck and want to see some variety of opinions before proceeding.

Thank you! :')

(CW: discussions of canon-typical violence, discussions of sexual violence as depicted/alluded to in the Naruto series)

I couldn’t think of a good opening for this, so I’ll just get right into it. I don’t think Naruto would have a problem with someone killing their assaulter, and depending on his relationship with the person who was attacked, might even help them with the killing. I’m basing this off of three things: how SV is treated in the Naruto world, Naruto’s perspective on killing, and the (controversial) Orochimaru situation. I’m going to try to keep this concise.

SV is framed pretty inconsistently by the narrative, but is actually pretty consistently condemned by the characters in world. Not in the way that anyone gives a monologue about the horrors of SA or shames Jiraiya for being Like That or anything like that, but in the way that SV is pretty much always responded to with violence. Naruto and Konohamaru break into the girl’s bathhouse and Naruto gets beat up (Konohamaru is spared because he’s the hokage’s grandson), Naruto considers trying to peep at Sakura in the bathhouse and Yamato tells him to be prepared to get his ass kicked in retribution, Kushina is kidnapped to… for lack of a not gross term for this really gross situation, be bred for her Uzumaki genes and Minato attacks her kidnappers (it’s unclear if they were killed or just knocked out), cloud ninja try to kidnap Hinata for the same reasons as Kushina and her father kills them, and Jiraiya peeps at Tsunade in the bathhouse and she damn-well near kills him. SV is framed by the narrative as either a horrible crime that people need to be protected from or the set up to a joke where the punchline is almost exclusively violence. Either way, the characters almost always respond to SV by attacking the perpetrator and the other characters don’t bat an eye. 

Naruto’s perspective on killing changes a bit throughout the series (I blame the change in tone between Part 1 and Shippuden for that). In Part 1, he seems relatively disturbed by it: he initially refuses to kill Haku, he’s horrified when Sasuke stabs a guy in the Forest of Death, and he’s deeply upset when he sees Gaara trying to kill Rock Lee in his sleep and later frozen with fear after witnessing Gaara kill two more guys. Though it’s important to note that he still is convinced to kill Haku, doesn’t flinch at Zabuza brutalizing the mercenaries and Gato on the bridge, never gives any reaction to the fact that anyone he knows, besides Sasuke that one time, has killed, and has zero qualms about threatening grievous bodily harm. Meanwhile in Shippuden, he doesn’t have those reactions anymore and starts going into fights with lethal force (most notably when he fights Pain fully intending to get a revenge-kill). And that’s not even getting into all of the times he’s tried to kill under Kurama’s influence. The only times he really refrains from killing is when he’s personally invested in his opponent, usually because he empathizes with them, not because of a greater moral aversion to killing.

It’s important to note that usually when a character is averse to taking life, such as heroes with no-kill codes, it’s because they believe that murder is wrong and the circumstances around the murder don’t change that (why they believe murder is wrong and whether or not they think a person can come back from murdering changes a lot between characters). In the Naruto world, however, whether or not killing is wrong is very much treated as being circumstantial. Was it a fight or a one-sided massacre? Was it done with a purpose or just personal gratification? In the case of Naruto and revenge, he seems a-okay about it. Again, he tries to revenge-kill Pain, but he also supports Sasuke’s quest for revenge (just not the Orochimaru part), hates Itachi almost entirely because of what he did to Sasuke, and (if I’m remembering correctly) at one point even wanted to help Sasuke in his revenge against Itachi. 

But how do these two things combine? He’s okay with the revenge part of the equation, but he’s also partaken in sexual harassment and has a mentor who repeatedly does the same. Now, I could point to how he never gets upset by the response he gets for being a pervert which implies that the violence is an expected, if not deserved, response. But I think a better argument is to rip off the snake shaped bandage and talk about how Orochimaru is pedo-coded.

This is a somewhat controversial interpretation (from what I’ve seen, at least) and Kishimoto certainly pulled it back in Shippuden, but let me defend myself. 

Orochimaru is introduced as a substantially more powerful person breaking into an event explicitly meant for less powerful people (the chunin exams) with the intent to interact with minors (the rookie nine/Sasuke). Specifically, he has the intent to isolate minors from their teams and villages to make it easier for him to take advantage of their bodies (to experiment on them or one day use them as a vessel). He targets minors in vulnerable positions (Kabuto just accidentally killed his mom and Konoha was trying to kill him, according to databook 3 Karin was the lone survivor of her village being destroyed in war and Suigetsu was traveling with only his brother who we later find out is dead, Juugo was completely isolated from society, Zaku was homeless, Sasuke was still reeling from the Uchiha Massacre and didn’t have a support network outside of team 7) and lures them in with kindness they aren’t used to and offering them something they want (a safe haven for Kabuto and Zaku, to make Sasuke more powerful, Juugo a way not to hurt anyone). Simultaneously, he makes them even more vulnerable so they’re less resistant to his influence (telling Kabuto his village betrayed him, taunting Sasuke with his dead family and making him unable to use chakra without the curse mark). He also leaves marks on them by biting somewhere on their body that—although their influence/impact can be weakened with certain measures and change in thought processes—never go away and leaves the victim at least a little susceptible to him influencing/hurting them even after they’ve removed themselves from him (the curse mark). 

Also a bunch more stuff, so BONUS ROUND: He repeatedly takes advantage of his position of authority to target kids (I’m specifically talking about working with Danzo to artificially create wood release). He calls himself a predator while referring to children (specifically Sasuke, who he targeted) as prey. He licks his lips a lot, usually while leering at someone or when he’s getting excited. He, completely unnecessarily, brushes his hand against Anko’s face in a way he knows will make her uncomfortable while trying to hurt her and taunting her with how she’s not going to be able to stop him from taking another child—at least not without consequences. Anytime he gives praise it always comes back around to a character’s body or how he can take advantage of them. Characters repeatedly call him creepy, a weirdo, or gross regardless of moral alignment (Zetsu in particular comes to mind) or affiliation (Kabuto’s shown to be creeped out by him in Part 1 and Karin and Suigetsu called him the weirdest out of them all). He continues to refer to Kabuto as a child even after he’s an adult. (In a scene I really need to make a post deep diving into) Kabuto says over Sasuke’s sleeping body “We stood out too much. I wonder if catching Lord Orochimaru’s eye will mean ruin for both of us…” before thinking “He’s so young…”. 

So now that I’ve established that I think Orochimaru is meant to be read as at least pedo-adjacent, how does Naruto feel about Orochimaru? He loathes him. During the Tenchi Bridge arc, just seeing him is enough for Naruto to start losing control of the nine tails and he pretty much goes into four tails as soon as Orochimaru even mentions Sasuke specifically because he doesn’t want Orochimaru talking about his friend. He brings up Orochimaru so much during the first Valley of the End fight that it gives me the impression he cares less about Sasuke leaving the village and more about Sasuke leaving the village to go to Orochimaru. One of the first things Naruto does upon reuniting with Sasuke is tries to convince him that Orochimaru only cares about his body, not him, and should get the heck out of dodge. When he hears the news that Sasuke killed Orochimaru, he is giddy with excitement (admittedly, it’s mostly because he thinks that means Sasuke’s coming back, but I do think Orochimaru no longer being in the picture is at least part of it). He has so much ire towards Orochimaru (and kind of Kabuto) despite interacting with him so little that it feels weird to me how… neutral he seems towards them in Boruto. 

So, while I can kind of see where you’re coming from, I have to disagree. I think he’d be completely supportive of someone killing their assaulter, at least if he cares about or empathizes with the survivor in some way.

[night-dazai]

The Demon Never Died - 2

Dazai X Reader

Synopsis: you are stuck in a room tied up with rapists outside and Dazai has agreed to surrender to save you . Will your kidnappers let you go or not ?

Your head hurt , your hands burned and your whole body felt light but heavy and jelly like “ where am i ?” you thought trying to open your eyes to be blinded by colourful yellow and white lights . Your realised your hands were cuffed with metal handcuffs your legs tied with a soft rope kind of material and you sat in the middle of a bed in a motel kind of room . “M..motel ?” you mumbled to hear a voice , you turned your head in fear to see a tiny computer screen near the door “ she woke up boss “Someone spoke but not to you . You just sat trying to listen but soon the voices became to muffled you could not make out much . Wriggling your hands in those cuffs only hurt you , your brain still fuzzy kept playing all the bad memories Dazai calling you , men breaking into your house. Teras were threatening to spill but not wanting to cry infront of your kidnappers you turned your back to them facing the bed you sobbed crying your lover's name again and again . Its not like you did not have a family, you were brought up by your mom and dad for the past 20 years of your life and when you turned 19 they had to go to the US . You wanted to stay in Japan and thus you did . Meeting Dazai as one of the works of Fukuzawa was accidental but the moment you saw him you knew he could make you fall and you did fall . But what surprised the whole detective agency was that he fell for you too. The director who was your uncle's closest friend had a one-on-one meeting with you asking if you were okay with this , cause everyone knew the dangers around him and anybody in the agency . Why even Dazai tell you ; yet you chose him” why?” “Don't know “ you said making the bandaged man look at you confused “ Bella, I have a lot of past also and that might not be nice for a girl like you “ he said again his playful tone gone it was more like someone trying to order you . Which you hated the most “Dazai , i am not a very normal person also so dont worry i dont care “ . Not convinced he spoke again “ Darling i might to fight , and even it wont happen but ther-” he got cut with you flicking his forehead “ kill, dont care .” you took a sip of your coffee and spoke “ Do you know one thing “ your voice clam and soft and for the first you were opening up to him no opening up to a human , you also had you share of past trauma. “ A female hurt would just want to get out of that place thats what society has taught us , run away , dont make any more mistakes “ his brown orbs stared at you as you proceeded “ but after calming dow. You have no idea how we fell , we would rather have that person who hurt us even killed “ you paused realising how dark you went but little did you know it was nothing compared to how drak he was “ i mean that does mean i want to kill and stuff but if you are with me i can be sure i won't be hurt or harmed so dont worry and even if I am hurt you are here again so comfort me, “ you said opening your arms for a hug . Dazai got into your arms “Bella you are stuck “ he said nuzzling into your neck “he..ehst..stop” you said feeling all weird “ why dear we are couple “ he said looking up at you . “Dazai… “ you cried but now dry on tears decided to stall and make time for him to come and find you “ i am not your gf for no reason “ you mumbled and turned back to face the camera “what to do ?”

Dazai went into the bathroom after watching the video “its been 10 mins go get him “ Ranpo said making the blonde trun at look at him “ let him clam down first “ he said raising his glass. Everyone quietly started at the laptop screen where it played of video of you trying to remove the rope on your leg , they all heard you and saw you and soon the screen changed “ get us Dazai we will let this girl go unharmed like nothing happened but he should come to us alone and with no weapons and he should be tied up “ . The voice that spoke through the black screen was annoying and horse Athushi was fuming and Koyo who has never showed much emotion was fighting back the urge to break the laptop in front of her” is there any ability users with you ?” Tanizaki asked frowning with anger. “We dont , trust we are just normal people who hate him send him to us “ they said once again and before Ranpo could talk “ i will come , one condition i will bring another girl with me , she is not an ability user but she will take y/n from there and i will surrender, “ Dazai said coming into the room . His face had the most unreadable expression. Before everyone could protest Fukuzawa spoke “ he has to go if he wants to save her “ . The other side gave out a horrendous laugh before telling them the location to meet .

This is how he looks when telling them he agrees to come to the location .

I am sorry guys 😭😭😭I seem to be dragging this longer than I thought .

I will end this in the next part and you guys can wait for a part 4 which will be lovely seggs .

[ryin-silverfish]

Chapter 18: What a Swine!

-A few pages into the chapter, and I found the first hook to go on a giant tangent: according to Gao Cai, Gao Village is located in the Kingdom of Qoco. I have no idea why Yu translated it as such, since the original Chinese name——Wusi Zang(乌斯藏, a transliteration of dbus gtsang) sounds nothing like that, but in short, it's the Ming dynasty name for Tibet.

-However, a quick glance at this map would show you that the real Xuanzang didn't cross Tibet during his journey; rather, he went the long way around the Himalayas, travelling on the Central Asian Silk Road. In the Ming dynasty, if you wanna go to India, you could actually take the route through the Himalayas and Nepal, but it wasn't there in the Tang dynasty (because there were a couple of hostile kingdoms in the way; Tuyuhun, Tubo, etc.)

-Sidenote, I absolutely love how JTTW '86 adapted this chapter, with SWK getting his flirt on and the legendary "Pigsy Carrying His Bride" sequence that had made its way into many subsequence adaptations.

-JTTW Research had written pretty comprehensively about Pigsy's origins, from the Daoist deity Marshal Canopy to his ties with Marici, an import deity with a boar mount who's also associated with the Dipper Constellation. As such, I only had one tidbit to add about possible inspirations for his character in folklore that predated the above.

-The earliest tale about a lusty pig demon could be found in the Tang dynasty Xuan Guai Lu(玄怪录). Guo Yuanzhen, a historical general during the reign of Gaozong and Wu Zetian, came across a mansion in his youth during travel. The whole place was lavishly decorated, as if preparing for a wedding banquet, but eeriely empty save for one crying woman.

-Turned out, she was the unwitting soon-to-be bride of a god called "General Wu"(乌将军), who demanded a beauty as his wife every year from the locals, and because they would pay a hefty sum to "buy" said bride, her own father sold her out to be this year's sacrifice. Furious, Guo disguised himself as a guest, pretended to offer General Wu some venison, then cut off his hand with the meat knife.

-Wounded, the General fled, and his severed limb turned into a pig's hoof once the sun came out. Soon, the bride's family and village elders came to the manor, ready to collect her body for the funeral, and were so freaked out by what Guo did that they were ready to sacrifice him to General Wu too, since the "god" was known to summon storm and hails whenever he didn't get his bride.

-Guo scolded them for being so damn guillible because no real gods would demand human sacrifices or, y'know, have pig hooves as hands, before gathering the young men of the villages and following the trail of blood to the pig demon's abode, where they proceeded to smoke it out and kill it with an assortment of arrows and farming tools.

-The woman, after calling out her terrible parents, pledged herself to Guo and became one of his wives, and all was well.

-Honestly, Pigsy's evolution from his folklore origins to JTTW Zaju to JTTW novel seemed to be one in which he became increasingly sympathetic; from basically being a more lusty version of Guanyin's goldfish, to an opportunistic kidnapper who took advantage of a pair of star-crossed lovers' family feud, to an ex-deity turned reformed demon who kinda got screwed over by his in-laws.

-Final note: Pigsy bragged that even if they could get the "Monster-Routing Patriarch" to come down from the Nine Heaven and exorcise him, he could still claim to be an old buddy of the guy. Which…wasn't wrong, considering that "Monster-Routing Patriarch" was the title of Emperor Zhenwu, Lord of the North, who was worshipped alongside Marshal Canopy as one of the Four Saints of the North Pole.

@journeythroughjourneytothewest

[sylviareviar]

Considering her ties -- what was her relationship with Kalin? How did she react to his end?

Sylvia didn't know Kalin very well. Her time talking to him was limited to when she visited Satellite as a kid, got mistaken by Crow for being a kidnapper, beat him in a duel and ran off, then encountered the Enforcers just as they were getting their feet off the ground.

Kalin rescued her when she was getting Runner parts for Toru and got scammed, then mugged, by some thugs in Satellite. She got the parts back thanks to the Enforcers' intervention (sans Crow, who at the time, was busy trying to comfort a kid who was yelling at him for being stupid), dueled the guy into submission, and won. But then Yusei got a look at the parts and determined they were fake, and wouldn't work regardless. That was when Kalin, filled with righteous fury, demanded Sylvia take him to where she got the parts from, where he essentially proceeded to beat up the guys running the place.

She gained a lot of respect for him from that point on, though after running away from Goodwin, she had a turbo duel with an officer and crashed out, earning a concussion and losing her memories. Now, she barely recognizes the name Kalin. But after what Yusei told her about him, she feels genuine sorrow for him.

Kalin's case was different from Jack's. He didn't turn his back on his friends. He got carried away, and his friends turned on him. Yusei was the one person who didn't abandon him, even in the end. Hearing Yusei's side of the story, Sylvia easily imagined what Kalin must've felt like. Learning that he was a Dark Signer now came with the realization that he ended up dying as a result, which already made her uneasy. Top that with the revelation from Crow, that they'd all met Sylvia before (and Crow remembered her as Cloud Girl), and suddenly she was a lot more entangled in their tale than she originally thought.

After the Dark Signers were defeated, Sylvia learned of most of their fates. Devack was the only one she was uncertain of (nor did she really care that much, admittedly? He was kind of an asshole). Greiger went home to his family, Carly survived and continued her journaling-- and became good friends with Sylvia to boot, since the two helped each other out in the Arcadia Movement-- and Misty was back on tour. She assumed Kalin went off on his own journey, or that he preferred to be alone. But then news came of disaster in Crash Town, and suddenly her personal life intertwined with his again.

Sylvia had been hopeless once before. In the Arcadia Movement. Back then, Crow helped her out. Now, Kalin was hopeless, and trying to use the feud between the two gangs of Crash Town to get himself killed a second time, as some twisted means of atonement. Naturally, she joined Yusei on his quest to save him, though she got more than she bargained for. Still, her respect for Kalin never faded.

She doesn't judge him for how he behaved. The past was the past, and through his actions, she could clearly see how horrible he felt for it all, and how much his friends still treasured him. She had her own trauma she was processing, of course, that being the memories she had once lost suddenly, finally returning to her after almost two years of sheer-white blankness in her mind. That only made it harder for her to accept Kalin choosing death.

Kalin saved not only her, but also her best friends, Nico and West. He vowed to protect them as he continued living in Crash Town. For that, she would forever be grateful.

As far as Sylvia was concerned, Kalin was just as much her friend as he was Yusei's.

[worldstarnews]

Former Nigerian House Of Reps Member, Robinson Uwak Allegedly Orders Police To Arrest Estranged Wife’s Father

A former member of the House of Representatives, Robinson Uwak, has allegedly influenced the police to arrest the father of his estranged wife, Kezia. Uwak is a former member of the House of Representatives who represented Oron, Mbo, Okobo, Ure-Offong/Oruko and Udung-Uko federal constituency of Akwa Ibom State at the 7th Assembly.

“Honorable Robinson just sent policemen to arrest the lady’s father for nothing in Calabar where they live,” a source said. The alleged harassment of Kezia’s family comes amid several allegations of domestic violence levelled against the former lawmaker by his estranged wife.  The woman had alleged that Uwak attempted to kill her for trying to leave the marriage. On May 29, she posted on Facebook that the former lawmaker strangled her and attempted to kill her, adding that he also inflicted physical injuries on her mother.   She wrote, "Hon. Robinson Uwak strangled me and attempted to kill me when he found out I was trying to leave the marriage and he did this right in the room where my children were asleep.

"He kicked my parents out of his house at 2 am after he put a machete to my mom’s neck and kicked her twice to the ground causing her to injure herself and break her phone.   "He lied to me that he was not married to his ex-wife anymore- that he was divorced.   "He is now threatening to kill me and my parents for me leaving him. I have Pictures, Videos & Audio evidence. I got married to him after he deceived my family and I that he was divorced from his ex-wife.  "Stating that his marriage was annulled because it didn’t legally exist- this was a lie. He deceived my family and I into being married to him. I sit here in terrible pain from my head to my toes after I was terribly battered by my so-called “husband” while he accused me of unfounded and blatant lies.   "My neck is swollen and hurts- I can’t swallow well- from how he tied my neck with the nape of what I was wearing and used both hands to strangle me telling me he will “kill me and go to jail.”

"He used his feet to stomp on my chest with all of his might and I have severe chest pains & aches. He slapped and pounded my skull with his fists so many times- hitting my head hard against the tiles in his room over and over while my children slept in the next room.   “On the 27th of May around 8 am, he charged into my room where I sleep with my twins and started to accuse me falsely.   "Before I could open my mouth to even understand what was happening, he flung me on the floor and began to strangle me. I was screaming. I was horrified.

"He then told me to move to his room- next door- he locked all the windows and doors & commanded me to sit on the floor & then proceeded to tell me that I can never leave the marriage- and break up his home- he said will kill my family and I. He said he is ready to commit murder. He said it doesn’t matter how long it takes, 5-10-15-20 years, that he will find my parents and I and kill us.   "He will use N50 million, even N100 million to send kidnappers and killers to end my life and that of my parents. He said I cannot embarrass him maritally a second time.

"That he only let his first wife go because she didn’t have kids. But he will kill me before I leave him. And that I cannot have custody of his kids. He said I will always look over my shoulder in this country for the rest of my life.   "And that he will leave to the U.S. and pay people here in Nigeria to kill me and my parents. He swore over and over on a hard copy of the Bible that he will kill me & my parents.

"He claims he uses the services of the SSS (State Security Service) to track the phones of people in my life against their wills. Please his friends in DSS (Department of State Services) & SSS need to be investigated. He threatens my friends and family at any provocation.  

[reporternow]

Wife Of Nigerian Ex-lawmaker, Robinson Uwak, Accuses Husband Of Kidnapping Their Twin Children With Men In Military Uniform

Uwak is a former member of the House of Representatives who represented Oron, Mbo, Okobo,Ure-Offong/Oruko and Udung-Uko federal constituency of Akwa Ibom State at the 7th Assembly.

Awoman, Kezia has alleged that her estranged husband, a former lawmaker, Robinson Uwak burgled her house alongside gunmen in military uniform and abducted her twin children.

Uwak is a former member of the House of Representatives who represented Oron, Mbo, Okobo,Ure-Offong/Oruko and Udung-Uko federal constituency of Akwa Ibom State at the 7th Assembly.

Kezia who said she had reported the case at the police station, noted that Uwak was wearing a mask while the men with him were in military uniform.

She further alleged that the men approached her parents on the road, and seized their phones.

She wrote on Facebook, “My kids were abducted from our house just now using men in military uniform and guns.

“They broke into the house, violently grabbed the twins, who began to cry in fear and the children and roughly flung them into their tinted cars.

“Robinson was behind them, in a mask and face cap, he came in, shouting at me, calling me stupid and then grabbed my daughter from my arms while the other armed man grabbed my son.

“This happened in a matter of 1 minute. Honour and I were at home alone. We were screaming and in terror.

“The armed kidnappers in camouflage also accosted my mother and father on the road and seized their phones.

“We are at the police station now. I’m broken. I’m shaking. How did I get involved with such a beast?"

This comes amid several allegations of domestic violence Kezia had levelled against her husband.

She alleged that Uwak also attempted to kill her for trying to leave the marriage.

On May 29, she alleged on Facebook that Uwak strangled her and attempted to kill her adding that he also inflicted physical injuries on her mother.

She wrote, "Hon. Robinson Uwak strangled me and attempted to kill me when he found out I was trying to leave the marriage and he did this right in the room where my children were asleep.

"He kicked my parents out of his house at 2 am after he put a machete to my mom’s neck and kicked her twice to the ground causing her to injure herself and break her phone.

"He lied to me that he was not married to his ex-wife anymore- that he was divorced.

"He is now threatening to kill me and my parents for me leaving him. I have Pictures, Videos & Audio evidence. I got married to him after he deceived my family and I that he was divorced from his ex-wife.

"Stating that his marriage was annulled because it didn’t legally exist- this was a lie. He deceived my family and I into being married to him. I sit here in terrible pain from my head to my toes after I was terribly battered by my so-called “husband” while he accused me of unfounded and blatant lies.

"My neck is swollen and hurts- I can’t swallow well- from how he tied my neck with the nape of what I was wearing and used both hands to strangle me telling me he will “kill me and go to jail.”

"He used his feet to stomp on my chest with all of his might and I have severe chest pains & aches. He slapped and pounded my skull with his fists so many times- hitting my head hard against the tiles in his room over and over while my children slept in the next room.

“On the 27th of May around 8 am, he charged into my room where I sleep with my twins and started to accuse me falsely.

"Before I could open my mouth to even understand what was happening, he flung me on the floor and began to strangle me. I was screaming. I was horrified.

"He then told me to move to his room- next door- he locked all the windows and doors & commanded me to sit on the floor & then proceeded to tell me that I can never leave the marriage- and break up his home- he said will kill my family and I. He said he is ready to commit murder. He said it doesn’t matter how long it takes, 5-10-15-20 years, that he will find my parents and I and kill us.

"He will use N50 million, even N100 million to send kidnappers and killers to end my life and that of my parents. He said I cannot embarrass him maritally a second time.

"That he only let his first wife go because she didn’t have kids. But he will kill me before I leave him. And that I cannot have custody of his kids. He said I will always look over my shoulder in this country for the rest of my life.

"And that he will leave to the U.S and pay people here in Nigeria to kill me and my parents. He swore over and over on a hard copy of the Bible that he will kill me & my parents.

"He claims he uses the services of the SSS (State Security Service) to track the phones of people in my life against their wills. Please his friends in DSS (Department of State Services) & SSS need to be investigated. He threatens my friends and family at any provocation.

"I found out he is still in a divorce tussle with his ex-wife and I began to make moves with my lawyer on how to leave the marriage because it means my marriage to him is void & he’s committing bigamy...”

Also on June 4, she alleged that her husband had been sponsoring people to share false stories about her despite having threatened to kill her.

Meanwhile, Uwak had on January 28, 2022, signed an undertaking to ensure peace in his marriage to Kezia. He admitted in the undertaking that he had been assaulting her, including spitting on her.

The undertaking reads, “The eventual resolution of this marital dispute is subject to the following:

“That Mrs. Kezia Uwak and children take two weeks holiday in Calabar to recuperate at Mr and Mrs Peter Irek's home (the parents). Thereafter, she returns with the Children to her marital home with Mr. Robinson Uwak at Abuja.

“2. That henceforth there should be a halt to;

“A. Spitting on the wife at any provocation

“B. Verbal attacks to humiliate and cause fear

“C. Raising of his voice amounting to shouting on her, swearing insults and threats of harm

“D. Insistent suspicion amounting to accusation verging on threat to harm of the partner

“E. Locking the wife in or out of the home

“F. Exhibition of unfounded, extreme jealousy at any personal relationship the wife has with her friends by her friends. Also unnecessary seizing/damaging of her phones at the slightest suspicion.

“G. Restraining the wife from employment which should give personal fulfilment

“H. Not recognizing that the wife also has fundamental rights which are constitutionally guaranteed 1. Violence of any kind as the well-being of Mrs. Kezia Uwak is now completely entrusted into his care and therefore no harm of any kind will be acceptable

“J. Lack of self-restraint and show of tolerance with more inner control to avert unpleasant consequences.

“K. That Robinson Uwak will have to come to Mrs Kezia Uwak's parents' home with those Elders who accompanied him during his Introduction/Traditional marriage in Calabar as show of restitution on this whole episode.”

However, efforts to reach Uwak on his mobile line were not successful as he did not answer repeated calls made by SaharaReporters nor reply to a text message sent to him. 

[lawreports]

Former Nigerian House Of Reps Member, Robinson Uwak Allegedly Orders Police To Arrest Estranged Wife’s Father

A former member of the House of Representatives, Robinson Uwak, has allegedly influenced the police to arrest the father of his estranged wife, Kezia. Uwak is a former member of the House of Representatives who represented Oron, Mbo, Okobo, Ure-Offong/Oruko and Udung-Uko federal constituency of Akwa Ibom State at the 7th Assembly.

“Honorable Robinson just sent policemen to arrest the lady’s father for nothing in Calabar where they live,” a source said. The alleged harassment of Kezia’s family comes amid several allegations of domestic violence levelled against the former lawmaker by his estranged wife.  The woman had alleged that Uwak attempted to kill her for trying to leave the marriage. On May 29, she posted on Facebook that the former lawmaker strangled her and attempted to kill her, adding that he also inflicted physical injuries on her mother.   She wrote, "Hon. Robinson Uwak strangled me and attempted to kill me when he found out I was trying to leave the marriage and he did this right in the room where my children were asleep.

"He kicked my parents out of his house at 2 am after he put a machete to my mom’s neck and kicked her twice to the ground causing her to injure herself and break her phone.   "He lied to me that he was not married to his ex-wife anymore- that he was divorced.   "He is now threatening to kill me and my parents for me leaving him. I have Pictures, Videos & Audio evidence. I got married to him after he deceived my family and I that he was divorced from his ex-wife.  "Stating that his marriage was annulled because it didn’t legally exist- this was a lie. He deceived my family and I into being married to him. I sit here in terrible pain from my head to my toes after I was terribly battered by my so-called “husband” while he accused me of unfounded and blatant lies.   "My neck is swollen and hurts- I can’t swallow well- from how he tied my neck with the nape of what I was wearing and used both hands to strangle me telling me he will “kill me and go to jail.”

"He used his feet to stomp on my chest with all of his might and I have severe chest pains & aches. He slapped and pounded my skull with his fists so many times- hitting my head hard against the tiles in his room over and over while my children slept in the next room.   “On the 27th of May around 8 am, he charged into my room where I sleep with my twins and started to accuse me falsely.   "Before I could open my mouth to even understand what was happening, he flung me on the floor and began to strangle me. I was screaming. I was horrified.

"He then told me to move to his room- next door- he locked all the windows and doors & commanded me to sit on the floor & then proceeded to tell me that I can never leave the marriage- and break up his home- he said will kill my family and I. He said he is ready to commit murder. He said it doesn’t matter how long it takes, 5-10-15-20 years, that he will find my parents and I and kill us.   "He will use N50 million, even N100 million to send kidnappers and killers to end my life and that of my parents. He said I cannot embarrass him maritally a second time.

"That he only let his first wife go because she didn’t have kids. But he will kill me before I leave him. And that I cannot have custody of his kids. He said I will always look over my shoulder in this country for the rest of my life.   "And that he will leave to the U.S. and pay people here in Nigeria to kill me and my parents. He swore over and over on a hard copy of the Bible that he will kill me & my parents.

"He claims he uses the services of the SSS (State Security Service) to track the phones of people in my life against their wills. Please his friends in DSS (Department of State Services) & SSS need to be investigated. He threatens my friends and family at any provocation.   "I found out he is still in a divorce tussle with his ex-wife and I began to make moves with my lawyer on how to leave the marriage because it means my marriage to him is void & he’s committing bigamy...”

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In the process of making a timeline for the Lupat-Spider-Man au I have compiled a list of out of context moments that happened to Sakuya in the story and no I will not explain

Caused a forest fire during his first week as Spider-Man

held Touma and Umika captive for hours because Kairi told him to

A gangler stabbed Sakuya with a piece of rebar and he proceeded to pull the rebar out and slapped the gangler with it

Touma Stalked him for several hours

made the lupins reevaluate every single life choice they have made with a prank

Came back to life

Punched a gangler so hard they exploded

Tore a chunk of flesh off gauche by biting her

Accidentally smiled his way into inheriting a black market dealers fortune when he dies

Made the GSPO invest in better handcuffs because he kept braking out of them

Raided Toumas fridge and then failed to gaslight him

Took a nap in the vents of a random guys house

Mocked Zamigo for five minutes straight in the middle of their fight

Snuck up behind Kairi and stared at him for five minutes without being noticed

Yelled at the lupins for being incompetent

Refers to when he fought the vulture as “the time I discovered I don’t like weighted blankets”

Has had multiple building fall on top of him

Made the Gangler generals want to kill eachother by just existing

Challenged Dongranio to a fight and won

Refers to himself as a ‘bendy straw’

Has made himself flatline

Told destra ‘Nu-uh’ before breaking his hammer over his knee

There is a pile of safes from dead ganglers in his room

Tsukasa thinks he can talk to Ghosts and she’s right

Hitched a ride on the dial fighters multiple times without the lupinrangers knowing

Has caused a custody battle between the lupins and pats

Made several ganglers quit after saying hello to them

Highjacked a train that was highjacked by a gangler and then used it to rob said gangler

Built a fulling functional gun in the middle of a battle and then used it on the villain

Made Noel cry after he did a backflip for a child

Convinced a business owner the building was haunted by being the ghost

Got to excited about telling the Pats about his victory against zamigo that he passed out from blood loss

Wrote a speech on flash cards to help his kidnapper ask for ransom

Tried to meditate but then fell into hibernation

Broke his own arm to protect his identity

Shiho used him to attract animals for a painting

[hislittleraincloud]

Sigh.

Marilyn Thornhill's plans started BEFORE Wednesday's physical appearance at Nevermore. Thornhill knew she was coming--Weems had to have told her to prepare for her arrival, since yanno...students don't just pop in out of the blue (even though the show's pace makes that illusion for viewers). They had to special order her a uniform. Her arrival at Nevermore had to have had a backdrop of at least two weeks before the show's intro scenes.

Thornhill, upon learning that Wednesday Addams was coming and going to be rooming with Enid once she arrived, then proceeded to unlock Tyler and had him kill those THREE hikers in the woods (the two that were killed a week prior, and then the dude who was shown in Episode 1). She told him of the plans to resurrect Crackstone using Wednesday Addams. If you do go back to watch their initial interaction, Tyler didn't seem surprised that her name was Wednesday.

Even his giving her her father's file was a means to manipulate her into staying. He sure as Hell wasn't going to actually drive his master's key to a train station to shuffle her off somewhere. It was all manipulation.

He needed to keep her at Nevermore and alive so that Thornhill could use her for the Crackstone resurrection.

The actual side story is Tyler's human feelings for her. It's yet another old trope, the "bully/killer/kidnapper/bad guy falls in love with his target". And in Episode 8, he made it clear what happened to him, and there was no indication that he was coming back from it, treating her like shit in the woods before he transformed and was about to gut her. Like Weems said, they're too violent and unpredictable. It is a good guess that in the beginning, Hydes are confused and terrorized by their actions until it starts to become pleasurable (like he described to Wednesday). There's a reason why Hydes were banned from Nevermore...if the outcasts can't even deal with them, then they are a creature that can't be tamed once they've begun killing at a regular rate. Hyde Psychopathy trumps human feelings (again, evidenced by how he treated her in the woods before Enid intervened).

If we are to give the storyline any integrity, this is how it's done. Otherwise Episode 8 (the whole dang storyline actually) would just end up being nonsensical garbage.

Tyler saved Wednesday for real?

okay so I'm going to try and explain this the best way I can. Okay so remember when wednesday went to save rowan only to find out he was after her and then he attacked her and tyler saved wednesday by k*lling rowan?

Okay now you know how a lot of people just assume the only reason he saved her was because she was the key and Marilyn needed her alive.

I'm gonna tell you right now why I don't think that's the case. For one if we just assume that the entirety of episode 1 tyler had no clue who wednesday was, which would explain why he'd even agree to help her leave town in the first place. Then there's no way he could've been under Thornhills orders then to save her.

Second the MAIN reason I don't think those was orders is because of what tyler said in like the next episode. Wednesday explains to tyler that the monster didn't attack her and Tyler genuinely seems amazed at that. It sounded like he was thinking, " Wow I wanted to save you but I didn't think I actually could." Kind of wording he used there.

People usually overlook that small line dismissing it as him acting, but if it's one thing that rings to be true for Tyler is it seems Tyler's real personality broke through on multiple occasions, and this to me was the very first clue. Besides the one when he literally tells wednesday he wished he could leave with her.

[lynderman]

𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐌𝐞? (Vance Hopper) Pt.3 (Final Chapter)

Pairing: Vance Hopper x Gn!Reader

Word Count: 2,265

Date Published 9/2/22

Description: Vance could break every girl’s heart and not bat an eye. So why was breaking yours so much harder for him?

(DEFINELTY OOC VANCE. Also, this part was only made because @crustlover commented. So y'all got them to thank.)

Part 1 -> Part 2

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The following week was a living hell for Vance. Even more so than usual. After he received the soul crushing news, he broke down completely. His parents comforted him for a bit, before he excused himself from the house.

He walked to a large green pasture you had one shown him. It was on the edge of town, a typical place for the two of you to stargaze. He sat alone in the grass. Crying.

There were too many things going on in his head for him to tune in with reality. He sat there for what felt like an eternity. Until he heard the quiet sound of footsteps approaching him. He didn't bother to turn his head to face them.

"Hey Vance."

Quinn sat down next to him, looking up at the stars as well. This was great. Just another thing for Vance to worry about. How he was going to cope with this and still be with Quinn. How could he even do that? After all, he did choose her. Not you. The two sat in silence until she spoke. "I think it's best if we part ways."

He turned abruptly to face her. She sat there with a a sympathetic smile on her face; not seeming bothered in the slightest. "I'm sorry to hear about (Y/n). Truly, I am. I know how much they meant to you. And I know that they're the one you-" She let out a Half hearted chuckle.

"Look, I know we had going something on for a while. It was great for the both of us. But I know as well as you do, you love them. Not me." She put her hand over his, squeezing it slightly. Guilt crept upon his face. "I know this must be hard on you, harder than it is for anyone else. So that's why I think it's best we break up." Quinn looked down as she unclipped the necklace on her neck. The one with a guitar pick. She placed it into his hand before closing his fist around it.

"They'd want you to have it back." Vance began to cry again. "I didn't know them as well as you did. But I do know they'd want you to forgive yourself, Vance. I wish you the best." Quinn kissed his cheek before standing up and walking back the way she came.

Vance knew it was what was best for the both of them too. He appreciated her honesty, as much as it might've hurt. Btu what hurt worse was that he knew she was right. That your dad was right too. That despite everything that went on between the two of you, you wouldn't want him to forgive himself. Vance didn't believe he could ever fully do that.

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The news of the missing kids' spread quickly. Within the next day, all of the small town was in shock.

Apparently the night prior, a child was found banging on the doors of houses; screaming for someone to answer. Eventually, an elderly lady opened the door to find a bloodied and beaten child standing on her doorstep. She let the child in and asked what happened.

The child proceeded to tell her how they were taken to a basement of a house on the same street. How a masked man kidnapped and tortured them for weeks. Only a few minuets prior the child running down the street, they had killed their kidnapper. When the lady asked who the kidnapper was, the child could only say he had mask on. A long one with different expressions and horns of a devil.

Soon when the child was slightly calmed down, the lady called the police to inform them. When the child found out, they supposedly sprinted out the front door and back the way they came. The elderly woman couldn't do much as she watched the child run into the forest and disappear once more. This entire story was based on her testimony, and reports of the police.

When the police did show up, they checked Each house from the street.

They found one with a basement and the body of a dead man. Then another across the street with 5 other corpses buried beneath the house. Upon closer examination, the police concluded it to be the missing children. Although, the faces of some were unrecognizable. They also concluded the run away child was the most recent victim, and the other corpses were the bodies of the firsts'.

That was inevitably how they concluded (Y/n) (L/n) to be dead.

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Vance had refused to go to school Monday - Thursday of the following week. The only reason he did show up was his mom forcing him to go; threatening expulsion from the principle.

When he did arrive go, he got stares from the other students as usual. Only this time they weren't of fear or terror. They were of sympathy. It baffled people to know that The Vance Hopper, had feelings too.

No one provoked him that day. It didn't take a rocket scientist to tell that he wasn't his usual self. He attended all his classes and didn't skip. He kept his head down and talked to no one.

Until lunch.

As vance sat at his usual table towards the back (your usual table), he saw a few people approach him. It consisted of Finney, Robin, Gwen, and Bruce. Vance and Bruce hadn't spoken since the party. Let alone make eye contact. Even if it was a whiles' ago.

Gwen asked if they could sit with him, to which he complied. It was complete silence for the most part. Each seemed to be upset by the loss of their friend. They all had their own way of grieving, but none of them would ever admit to that. Some could say they were each going through a stage of grief.

Robin was still in denial. He knew that (Y/n) was a fighter. There was no way they could be dead. They must've escaped and ran away somewhere. He refused to accept his boxing buddy was gone.

Gwen was angry. Beyond angry. She was livid. She couldn't understand why someone wanted to take children. Let alone (Y/n). The same (Y/n) who wouldn't hurt a fly. She couldn't wrap her head it.

Finney was bargaining with fate it seemed like. He was never religious to begin with. But he would make small comments about how if (Y/n) were to turn up again, he'd devote everything to god himself. Praying to something or someone out there to bring his lab partner back.

Vance was depressed. Anyone could see that. He hadn't gotten into any fights, considering he spent the past week in his room Locked up; crying every night. Blaming himself for the loss of his best friend.

Bruce seemed to be the only one to accept that (Y/n) was gone. It hurt him, sure. But he knew that wallowing in his sorrows wouldn't bring them back.

The group broke silence when Bruce asked if Vance was going to their friend's funeral on Sunday. Vance didn't confirm nor deny. Truthfully, he didn't want to go. Not because he didn't miss (Y/n). But because he couldn't compensate the fact they were gone. He didn't want to walk up to a casket to see the lifeless features of the one he loved most.

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Luckily for Vance, the funeral was a closed casket one.

After the talk at lunch 2 days ago, he mustered up the courage to tell his mom he would be attending. The words that Quinn and Mr. (L/n) spoke to him hit like a brick. If he was going to forgive himself, he needed to start. And to start was to say goodbye.

Both parents of (Y/n) had asked Vance to give his own Eulogy for his friend. They knew it was a lot to ask of him, but they also knew no one better than to express the importance of their child. That's how he ended up where he was now. On the Podium. Well in front of over 100 people.

Vance had agreed to speak, on the condition he would be last. A local pastor had began with a processional. Vance blocked out everything for the most part.

The (L/n) family allowed him and his own to sit in the front rows with them. (Y/n)'s father spoke, as did their sibling. When Vance was called, he froze up. He knew he was going to cry, there was no doubt about it. But he didn't want people to judge 'Pinball Vance Hopper' for having emotions. Yet he pushed his selfish thoughts away and took the stand.

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"(Y/n) (L/n) was not just my best friend. They were my soulmate. So how am I supposed to live with half a soul left?" Vance's voice faded as he looked up from the microphone to the people before him.

The words Vance spoke in his 5 minuets brought more people to tears than the pastor had. Maybe it was how he spoke so fondly of (Y/n). How he wasn't yelling, but rather collected and breathless. Or the way he even let himself cry.

But no.

It brought people to tears knowing that someone like Vance Hopper could feel. How in this moment Vance chose to do this. Vance chose you. He chose to let his feelings out for once. He may have made the mistake of not choosing you over Quinn, but now he could make up for that. The impact that was created on Vance by (Y/n) was immense enough that everyone got a slight feel of it for themselves.

The funeral ended and Vance left the chapel to stay in the hallway. He only made his presence known once they announced they were going to the burial.

When everyone arrived, Vance was the third to last person to walk up to the casket. He looked down and closed his eyes. "I'm sorry (Y/n). I'm sorry that I couldn't save you."

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It had been about a week and a half since the funeral. The headstone put in above the ground. Vance was currently sitting in front of it, despite the rain beginning to sprinkle.

He'd done this routine for a good 4 days now. After school everyday, he'd walk to the cemetery downtown and sit here; talking to you. He wished one day you'd miraculously just show up and it would all be some big dream. Luckily for him, his wish did come true.

"I hate that I have to remember you more than I've known you." Vance mumbled, fiddling with the guitar pick In his fingers. His daily grieving was cut short when he turned his head to the noise of rustling in the forest beside him.

Vance watched as a figure came into view from the tall trees. The person looked around, clearly dazed by the rain. It had begun to pour heavily. The person began to walk towards the cemetery, but tripped the process.

Standing up, he cautiously took a steps towards the person.

By now they had gotten off the wet grass and were standing in the middle of the few feet of open grass between the nearest gravestone and trees. Vance stopped in his tracks when he saw the shirt the person was wearing. It was a torn up crewneck. Way too big for the person who had it on. It was his shirt. Specifically, the one he had given to-

Vance ran towards the person, watching as they stood trying to make out who he was. He made it to the person in record time, throwing his arms around them.

After a moment he removed himself and looked down.

There you stood. Eyes clouded with tears as you gave him a smile. "You're alive?" They nodded. "But the cops- They said you were dead. They found your body in the basement with the others..And the only survivor was Kennedy since she was last to get taken- But then she ran away from that elderly lady cause-"

(Y/n) laughed and took Vance's hands in theirs. "No, dumbass. I was the one who talked to the old lady." Their smile faded. "When she told me she was calling the cops, I ran. I ran because I thought they'd put me in jail for killing him." The tone of their voice became quiet, the laugh fading. "I'm sorry."

(Y/n) looked up to him.

"For what?" His chest felt heavy as he bit the inside of his cheek. "For not being able to save you. For not getting you a gift. For bringing Quinn everywhere. For choosing her over-" He cut himself off before he would start crying again.

"The point is, is that I made a mistake. It should've been you. I should've spent more time with you. I should've taken you stargazing or on late night drives. Truthfully, I've been crying almost every-night for the past 3 weeks. And your dad said that you would forgive me because that's what you would've wanted but I still can't-"

"I do forgive you Vance."

Pulling him by his cheeks, (Y/n) cupped his face placing a small kiss onto his lips. Vance's face turned red as they let go. "You do?" They nodded. Now it was their turn to pull him into a hug. Vance smiled, placing his chin atop of their head.

"I'm glad you chose me, Vance."

Vance would choose (Y/n) in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, or in any very of reality he could find. He would choose them.

[lokiskitten]

Steve Kemp | unusual dish

Steve Kemp x fem!reader

plot : in order to survive your kidnapper sick and murderous tendencies, you agree to submit to one of his offers : feast on human meat whilst allowing him to watch. Though things take an unexpectedly inappropriate turn.

warnings : mention of human flesh and blood, cannibalism, voyeurism, exhibitionism ( lowkey?? ) masturbation ( male ), dub-con, slight sadism

For the amount of time you had spent within Steve Kemp’s basement- a man you once trusted and respected- you had only been deprived of a small piece of your leg, your quadricep, which you felt both thankful for and curious about. The next door girl would always complain about how she slowly watched more and more of her silhouette disappear, yet never once had Steve taken away any of your limbs nor any part of your body that could make it look like you had been deprived of a piece of your humanity. You could tell that he was offering you some kind of privileged lifestyle amongst his work, yet you were far from imagining what Steve had planned ahead for you this evening.

Sitting down on the mattress of your cell, face buried against your hands, you were pulled out of your thoughts by the sound of the door of your atypical room unlocking before sliding open. You looked up, eyes meeting Steve’s before you took notice that he wasn’t carrying any form of plate nor distraction with him. He had came empty handed, simply leaning against the frame of your cell’s entry as he stared down at your meek self. The silence was soon to make you feel uncomfortable, mind wondering if he had finally decided to put your body to good use by cutting it up and sending the pieces to his sick customers throughout the whole world.

When Steve started to step towards you, your body flinched just so slightly mostly out of fear he might attempt to overpower you in any way. You backed away as your kidnapped kneeled down in order to reach for the lock of your chain, your eyes never drifting off his silhouette as he proceeded to slide the tie out of the hook deeply engraved into the ground. “Are you gonna kill me?” You asked shakily, successfully catching Steve’s attention who’s hands now toyed around with the other end of your chain. He looked up at you, a chuckle escaping his lips as he felt amused by the stereotypes you visibly carried within your fearful soul. “No. I got other plans.” He answered before getting back up to his feet, gently pulling onto the chain which was still connected to your wrist in order to let you know that he also desired for you to stand up- like an owner would with his dog.

You had no other choice but to obey, legs slowly aligning as you made sure to keep some sort of protective distance between the two of you. Being too close to your abuser was something which made you feel vulnerable, not to mention the stitches on your thigh which still hurt even though Steve made sure to offer you painkillers with each of your meals. He smiled at you, taking a step forward as his hands made sure to tighten the grip he already had on the chain in order to guarantee you wouldn’t be able to step back. You remained still, locking eye contact with Steve who was still smiling as he admired your facial features. “Are you gonna be good?” He asked, a demand that led you to realize that the cannibal definitely didn’t plan on taking you to the operation table. Whenever it was his intent, the girls usually left their cell dropped onto his strong shoulders whilst screaming and kicking for their life as they were carried down the long corridor.

But not this time. Steve was gentle, visibly offering you a chance to peacefully follow him out of the room you were constantly kept in. Face to your meaningful silence, another chuckle escaped the cannibal’s lips as he loosened the grip he once held tight on the chains. “Let’s go.” He purred, waiting for you to step ahead before he could follow after you in order to make sure that you wouldn’t attempt to backstab him. By pure instinct, you began to slowly direct yourself towards the exit of the basement, earning no form of contradiction coming from Steve which allowed you to guess that it was the right path to follow. After reaching up the stairs, the man pulled his set of keys out of his back pocket before proceeding to shove the right one within the lock, twisting it a few times in order to lead the door to open.

You stared down at the jingling pieces of metal like a dog would stare at and drool over a good piece of steak, longing for them and perceiving them as the ticket to your freedom. Though before you even got the chance to get over the idea of stealing them away from him, the door gently swung open which pulled you out of your thoughts. You looked up at Steve, fearing that he might’ve noticed the way you eyed his keys and take it as a warning sign not to trust you. But the man remained silent, raising his eyebrows just so slightly as if he was asking you why you weren’t proceeding to step forward and exit the basement. Gasping, your weak legs proceeded to take you out of the underground area of his house- the door shutting close and locking behind the two of you.

“It’s right ahead.” Steve affirmed on a soft tone, once again directing you through his home and that even if you were the one standing in the front, leading the walk. You now got the occasion to take a better look at the decorations which adorned his habitation and that even if you remained aware that there was no way in hell that you’d manage to escape him in these conditions. The best you could do was submit and avoid drama, earn his trust and hopefully a few more favors from him. Once the two of you entered the kitchen area, your eyes immediately settled on the mutilated leg which rested on the countertop, a sight which both petrified and disgusted you. Face to your visible state of shock, Steve chose to step ahead whilst allowing an amused laugh to escape his parted lips.

“0h, I know. I know. Quite unusual for you, I presume.” Steve affirmed. You felt like gagging, but the shock had thankfully sent you into a state of temporary paralysis. This man repulsed you, all of his being and everything he represented. “Now you may be wondering why I brought you up here.” He started as he now stood a couple of feet away from you, though his hand remained tightly holding onto the other end of the chain which directly connected the two of you. Ignoring the raw leg resting on the countertop, Steve went to take ahold of a filled plate which rested by the sink before making his way back to you. The cannibal was still smiling, behaving as if this situation was perfectly casual and that no boundaries were being crossed by anyone. It made you feel even sicker.

The man led you to his couch, allowing you to sit down on the soft material whilst he kneeled down in order to secure your chain by tying it locked and sealed. Though you were too busy loosing yourself through your own thoughts to take notice of where Steve had chosen to tie you, many questions rushing through your mind which were often followed by a handy jump to a conclusion. By the time you started to wonder why the man had visibly cooked dinner for you like he usually would- yet this once dragging you upstairs to eat for a reason you couldn’t seem to figure out yet- Steve had taken a seat on the couch which faced yours, left arm extended on the luxurious material as his blue eyes devoured your facial features. He was terrifyingly calm.

You sat there, drowning in both anticipation and anxiety as Steve made the silence last. You could hear his respiration, the sounds his mouth made whenever he chose to lick his lips or swallow his saliva, and all of those elements reunited had you crawl under pressure. Thankfully, the cannibal finally agreed to speak up in order to offer you the explanation he had promised you barely a few minutes ago back in the kitchen. “I cooked for you. I want you to eat, and allow me to watch.” This statement made you frown out of confusion. Something about this deal felt wrong, and you honestly had a hard time believing that you would get away- and hopefully earn more favors- by fulfilling such an easy task.

“That’s all?” You asked, eyebrow now raised to put your doubt on display. “That’s all.” Steve replied on a soft tone, taking a few minutes to look at you before leaning forward whilst allowing his hand to reach out for the glass of wine waiting on the coffee table- which he had obviously prepared before your arrival within his luxurious living room. Meanwhile, you sat there in silence. Your eyes had dropped down to the steak which lifelessly bathed within the sauce present in the dish, a gentle gasp escaping your organism as you started to wonder what- or who- Steve had decided to serve you. “What is it?..” You ended up asking shyly, secretely fearing a specific answer that would be a name. The man took a sip of the dark beverage, a gentle smile still showing on his face as he agreed to put his glass of wine to the side for now in order to grant you with an answer.

“Melanie.” Your heart stopped. The answer you had apprehended the most had just escaped your kidnapper’s lips. Your body wanted to gag, yet it was unfortunately taken hostage- once again- by the shock which currently sent you in a state of temporary paralysis. Ironically enough, you couldn’t seem to get your eyes off the piece of cooked meat. “She spent her lay days here drugged with morphine, to get rid of the parasite toxins.” Steve began, earning a few head shakes coming from you. “No.” You spoke weakly, a form of denial which didn’t turn out to be strong enough to stop the cannibal through his track. “Once it was time for her to go, I made sure to save the finest pieces of meat in a barrel filled with salt and truffle impregnated rice.“ he pursued out of pure sadistic intent, this once his words being too much to handle for your already shocked and distraught self.

Your hands moved up to your ears, eyelids shutting close as you continued to shake your head out of heavy disapproval. “No, no, no… I don’t want to hear it. I don’t want to hear any of it.” You begged, earning a sigh from the disappointed cannibal. Steve enjoyed sharing the secrets of his success with you, and the fact that you visibly didn’t feel much flattered managed to upset him. “Don’t be so dramatic.” His tone was now stern. “It’s a pure, exquisite and sophisticated dish.” Steve affirmed as your moist eyes finally looked back in his direction. You were on the verge of tears. “Now go ahead. Have a taste.” The man demanded with a smile, behaving as if he was speaking to a toddler who was refusing to eat his meal for whatever reason. Face to your immobility, Steve made an effort to add another source of motivation. “For me?”.

Your eyes dropped back down to the coffee table area. “I dont.. have any stencils?” You remarked, striking no form of concern out of Steve. “You won’t need them.” He affirmed, allowing you to understand that he wanted you to get to it bare handed. The thought of touching what was once a young girl disgusted you, and you believed that it was outrageous for the man to ask you to do such a gruesome thing. But you were stuck here with no other choices if you desired to survive longer than the other inmates- a perspective which was just enough to help you make up your mind. Steve relaxed in his seat as he watched you reach down for the medium rare cooked piece of meat which you lifted above the plate, waiting for the sauce to have dripped off the steak before you could take ahold of it with both hands.

You gathered enough strength and courage to lift it closer to your lips, the scent now penetrating through your nostrils and that even if it was against your will. You recognized the subtile touch of truffle Steve had previously referred to, jumping to the conclusion that your dish would therefore probably taste the same as it smelled. It did help your mind forget about the fact that you were about to commit the unforgivable, yet it wasn’t enough to fully camouflage the meat as an animal and not a piece of human. The cannibal watched you from where he sat, teeth biting down on his bottom lip as he waited for you to take a great bite out of the meal he had spent hours preparing for you. His hand clenched against his thigh, forming a fist which represented the great amount of frustration he currently felt due to how slow you were through the process.

Though part of him secretly enjoyed it, seeing the whole matter as a tease he could fantasize over and therefore not as an issue. The truth was Steve hadn’t just generously offered you dinner. He had offered himself a show he longed for and was desperate to watch. When you took your first, shy, bite out of the piece of meat, the cannibal shivered upon watching you chew the nutrients with difficulty. Though Steve tried his best to remain calm and transparent, hand still forming a fist which allowed him to drain part of his frustration out of his organism. However, it would soon be growing inefficient. Meanwhile, you fought for your life trying to get the piece of meat down your throat as both your mind and body refused to collaborate. Though you knew that you couldn’t afford disappointing your host, and if it meant that you had to finish every last bit of this meal to earn a few extra favors, as well as his trust, then it would be worth it.

“How is it?“ Steve asked, earning a shy and silent look from your disgusted self. You watched as a powerful smile appeared on his facial features, the man nodding gently. “Delicious, isn’t it?” Since the beginning of the evening, Steve hadn’t stopped playing a question-answer game which was seriously starting to get on your nerves. But again, you couldn’t afford to disappoint him. A moment of inattention was enough to feel shocked by the unexpected sight that was the cannibal slowly unbuckling his belt- his eyes never getting off your silhouette and that even if his new gestures had you stop through your messy track. Upon taking notice of your immobility, Steve’s hands went motionless as he raised his eyebrows in a questioning manner.

It didn’t take long for you to understand what your host was truly looking forward to, this overall situation now earning much more sense after Steve’s behavior had just brushed the remaining bits of doubt and blur away. This inappropriate sight broke your heart. How could a man who once was so nice, caring and charming could turn out to be such a monster? A man you thought you could trust and love, and that for the first time in a while. But with a snap of his fingers, Steve had put an end to your daydream. “Are you gonna rape me?” You asked, wishing to put an end to any form of doubt right here and now- and that even if it included risking to hear a response you didn’t necessarily look forward to.

A chuckle escaped Steve’s lips as he finished to unbuckle his belt, leaving his pants alone for now as he allowed his hands to drop on each side of his thighs. “Ah.. no. No.” He answered, a smile still portrayed on his face as he looked around his own living room in order to stretch his neck and eyeballs. Though he ended up making eye contact with you again, a sigh escaping his lips as he stared at your anxious self. “Nah, honey. The only person I’ll be touching tonight… is myself.” Steve affirmed, a response which managed to relieve you from part of your stress whilst the rest of your organism still hung onto the bad feelings you were currently experiencing. Even if you felt reassured about the fact that he wasn’t going to touch you- and that only if he was a man of his word- you didn’t feel so keen on watching him pleasure himself.

Not being able to stand his oppressing stare any longer, you chose to go back to your heart wrenching activity that was shyly devouring a piece of another- now dead- human being. At least, you wouldn’t have to make eye contact with him and hopefully avoid being flashed once he would choose to pull his cock out. If the flavor was greatly bearable, similar to pork, the image which came along as you chewed always gave you a hard time to swallow the mashed piece. It felt as if it was never ending, as if the steak was regenerating itself every time you found enough strength to take a bit out of it. Now, if you weren’t having fun, Steve on the other hand was just getting started. His cock twitched within his pants as his blue orbs watched a drop of blood drip down the corner of your lip- a side effect to your beauty which definitely convinced him to get to the good bit.

His lips formed a round shape as he proceeded to slide his zipper down, offering his right hand restricted access to what lurked within his underwear. His palm moved in wave motions against his crotch to offer his genitals a satisfying massage, shaky breaths escaping his mouth here and there as each bite you took out of the meat led chills to appear on his covered legs and spine. Not being able to resist any longer, Steve detached his bottoms from the sofa in order to be able to slide his pants down to his mid thighs before sitting back down, eyes remaining focused on you as he pulled his slightly hardened length out of his briefs. The blood which flowed through his veins was still working on reaching his shaft and allow it to harden fully, a process which took too long in Steve’s opinion and which led him to attempt to hurry things up by pumping his member thoroughly.

You could hear his panting and nearly inaudible moans from where you sat, curiosity currently battling with fear and disgust as you swallowed another rough piece of your task. It felt like chalk going down your throat, your organism refusing to take in something which was once and remained human. Though it didn’t take long for your eyes to flicker slightly upwards, switching from staring at the table to Steve’s crotch which was currently being stimulated by its own owner. The shape was nice and even, a few veins being perceivable from where you sat. Finding out that he was so properly composed nearly had you regret not sleeping with him when you once had the chance back then- before all of this mess took place- though it was now definitely too late for both you and your brain to engage in such an inappropriate activity with such a gruesome man.

“You’re doing such a good job, baby.” He praised, being a fool for believing that those few words would manage to change your mind regarding the status he had in your heart. “Finish every bit of it.” Steve requested, emphasizing the last words out of sexual frustration and partly due to his contracted abdomen. You chose to ignore his comments whilst still following his indications, your eyes finally perceiving an end to this overall nightmare as the meat finally appeared to reduce between your hands. Your tongue slipped out of your mouth, licking around your lips in order to get rid of the juices which had spread around that area as you had been asked to eat without stencils, nor were you offered a napkin to use. It was easy to understand that Steve had perfectly planned this little live porno session, adjusting the surroundings as he pleased in order to earn specific consequences and reactions from you depending on his previous strategical choices.

Steve’s jaw dropped lightly, his lungs now receiving air straight out of his mouth rather than his nose in order to compensate the amount of energy he was wasting away jerking off to the sight of you. This situation was nothing but exhilarating to the cannibal who had managed to reunite two of his main fetishes as one : women and human meat. For the first time in a while, you agreed to look up at his eyes to make sure he wouldn’t start believing you were longing for his cock by staring at it for too long. His jaw was clenched, a single vein popping out of the side of his tensed neck as he continued to move his hand in upwards and downwards motion, again, and again, and again… Eventually, the former surgeon would make a pause at the top of his shaft in order to offer his tip some extra stimulation, a move which you noticed always made him shiver. You didn’t know much about male pleasure and the way it worked- and that mostly due to your lack of experience- but you could tell that stimulating the cock’s head appeared essential within a good masturbation session.

Right as you were about to place the last bit of meat in your mouth, which currently stood as the key to your deliverance, you were unexpectedly stopped by your host. His words made you flinch. “Wait! Wait.. just.. wait-“ he appeared more tensed than he originally was, hand now pumping faster than it ever had so far as Steve closed his eyes in order to visualize extra images- on top of the one he had before himself- which would help him come. Meanwhile, you sat there feeling quite confused about his sudden change of behavior, not being able to tell anymore if he wanted you to eat it all or leave that last bit to the side for whatever twisted reason. Though it all became clear when Steve suddenly stopped through his excited track, face and abdomen clenched.

White, sticky semen sprung out of his urethra at a reasonable pace, the few generous drops either rolling down his shaft or staining the black pants he was wearing. You watched in near awe, managing to appreciate the sight before your eyes since, after all, Steve remained a very good looking man. Though it didn’t excuse any of his behavior, and nor were those eight seconds of witnessed orgasm enough to have you forget about what he did. It didn’t take long until his cock was done twitching and pulsating, though Steve continued to give it a few pumps as he fell back into the couch in order to make sure he would’ve completely emptied his balls. His eyes rested on you again, chest heaving up and down as he was soon to glance at your fingers still holding the last piece of meat.

“Go ahead. Eat it.” The cannibal ordered.

Your girl’s back at it again with another imagine! I hope y’all managed to enjoy this one too. Please take care and have a lovely day/evening/night <3

[fairytalegumiho]

Stop saying Derek is a villain in Season 2.

He is not. Why would you say that? The actual antagonists in season 2 are Matt, Gerard and his lackeys, Kanima not Derek.

Just because he became a villain for trying to kill Lydia then Allison should also be a villain for trying to kill Derek and his whole pack.

Derek told Boyd, Erica, Isaac everything that they needed to know at that point. He gave them a new life. He only wanted to kill Lydia because he thought she was a kanima and he didn't want the normal people to die. But we don't even know for sure that he would kill her because he says that he would kill people but in return he only saves them/helps them almost dying in the process. So for all we know, he might capture Lydia and make sure to kill her only when she turns into a kanima in front of him.

Derek endured so much trauma. He has every reason to become a villain but he didn't, he became a hero. He didn't go on a killing spree and didn't opt for revenge. If Matt decided to kill all of those people just because they laughed then Derek can kill Scott too for saying "maybe they had a reason" but he didn't. He didn't even scold him for that. He just asked "for what?" and proceeded to explain the situation.

He saved Scott's life even though the wolfsbane is harmful to him too. That's not what a villain does. That's not what a shitty alpha does.

Scott didn't help make Derek a better person. Derek became his own person. If anything his betas, Isaac, Erica, mainly Boyd, helped him to turn into a good person. Not Scott.

Scott has every reason to hate Derek for not letting him have the cure but Derek does too. Derek is hanging from the chains in his own house basement where his entire family died because of his kidnapper who used his body and Scott straight up refused to help him. Who would want to help him get cured after that? Derek even tries to help him when Kate and Allison ambush them but Scott is intended to talk to Allison instead of making sure that him or Derek or both go somewhere safe. Derek is definitely not a villain here.

Derek is definitely not the best person especially in Season 1 and 2. So he recognised his mistakes and turned into a better person by having the best character development but he is definitely not a villain.

[yeetlegay]

The gremlin is back with new notes, I hope you don't mind. I'll put a read-more mark in case someone wants to skip them.

Santa Maria we're like 1 minute in and it's already going places

Pete didn't strike me as a tattoo person but it makes sense

I mean I know my man is getting slapped and all but that shirt is fire

"Who's a good boy?" sounded equally terrifying and awfully cute (9 minutes in and I'm already bananas)

TANKHUN YES HELLO OMG YOUR OUTFIT IS LIT LIKE ALWAYS

Tankhun has the best reactions, kicking Kinn with legs included

Porsche is the definition of "this all could've been done without a gun and yes, this all could've been an email"

JESUS that wrench is huge

what if the car accident was caused by Time? In one of the first episode Time mentioned Tay's dad covered up his car accident like nothing ever happened because it was his area. Just a thought.

omg Porchay and his Snoopy hoodie so cute I'll die

as someone who has terrible relationship with my siblings, I'd die for their bromance. Porsche and Porchay might get on some people's nerves in the fandom, but like... They literally only have each other. Of course they'd be super gentle and overprotective.

God that blow-dryer is loud

omg these two babies. Tay and Time are serving looks

OH MY GOD SHE IS SO PRETTY SHE IS INDEED SERVING LOOKS

Love how Tay is manspreading while Time is trying to occupy as little space as possible

Vegas is really reading Childhood's End, a story about literal aliens invading Earth while he has Pete locked up???

No, he isn't. Idk whether I should say God bless or not

I wish Vegas' father a happy burn in hell

Tankhun is such a fashion icon and no I will never stop saying it

I want Tankhun to be kindergarten teacher to my kids so he can teach them basic life rules such as be relaxed and kill everyone who is suspicious immediately and all that while looking so damn fabulous

Sir, uh, that is, um, really creative excuse to kiss someone...

Pete is so good at asking the right questions at the right time

"Have you ever loved me?" no, that's why he Superman-ed those kidnappers and proceeded to enter the warehouse guns blazing... (I getchu tho, Chay...)

Vegas, it's not as bad as before because prior to this you got free Pete therapy session

"If you hate me, you'll have energy to kill me later." or as I call it, positive thinking

Turbulence... noted.

Nope, I don't think my car accident theory was correct. Rest in peace theory, you did your best.

I started to respond to this bullet by bullet but half the bullets were just variations of “AKDHDJNSJSKAJSH SO TRUE” so here is a shortened version lol

THE WHO’S A GOOD BOY LINE REWROTE MY FUCKING DNA ISTG if I ever decide to proceed with my villain era I will be taking Vegas as my manipulate manslaughter malewhore inspo

“This could’ve been an email” LESTAT I WHEEZED

That wrench scared me more than the electric chair (taint edition) from ep 10, like for why is it so ENORMOUS

I live for sibling bonds too ugh. Oldest of 5 here so Porsche’s older sibling struggles resonate deeply. (Also that one post about how Kinn is a middle son but an eldest daughter…math was found dead from the accuracy)

The second I saw the Childhood’s End cover I had to pause and Google lol I’m obsessed with analyzing characters’ reading choices (the Kardashian Konfidential book led to a headcanon that Kinn started watching KUWTK with Tankhun just to feel something and now he’s lowkey a celebrity gossip encyclopedia)

Tankhun kindergarten teacher…WHO’S GONNA WRITE HIM STARTING A MAFIA DAYCARE FOR THE NEXT GENERATION OF THEERAPANYAKUL TOTS

No bc my first thought when Vegas did the pill kiss was “holy shit he’s ballin I could’ve been having my gf give me Tylenol kisses this whole time???” Like absolute legend behavior imo

Kinn walking like that had me thinking Something Else and I was like “surely…surely they wouldn’t have…..not-not on a-a helicopter” so glad we got confirmation of a sky bj to bring my brain back online (sort of)

[shlutnutt]

Tag

in honor of kit's birthday, why not a quick little kit smut?

starts off as a little fluff lol

warnings: smut, penetration, fingering, oral sex, just regular smut

song insp: courtship dating and affection both by crystal castles

ight so boom.

"Come on! Slow down flash." Kit yells from the other side of the asylum caf trying his best to catch up to your incredible speed. Kit and you were inseparable, no matter how many times the nuns tried seperating you guys, you'd always find a way to hang out or at least see eachother.

Playing tag was your favorite game to play since it didn't require a board game with boring little pieces or any difficult rules. "Ok! I'll give you a headstart! Only 5 seconds!" you yell back causing a little disruption. Kit speed walks towards you not wanting to run anymore.

You giggle at the sight of Kit completely out of breath infront of you as he tapped on you, causing him to giggle along with you pausing suddenly taking a second to admire the beauty he had infront of him. The eye contact you both held brought nothing but butterflies, rising your need to have his soft plump lips against yours, but you dont dare make a move preventing any sort of punishments coming from Sister Jude.

Kit grabs your hand signaling you to sit down alongside him by the window which seemed nearly empty from the patients hating the sunlight. "Hey, I have a plan.. Its risky but we can have some alone time?" Kit whispers feeling the tension you two imprisoned. Taking his hand into yours you whisper back "What's on your mind baby?". Kit plans "Well, we go back to our prison cells at 9:00 pm. Jude usually leans around till 9:30 pm. We were the only ones who ate today's toasts. Lets say we got immensely sick hey? Get our "medical help" and meet by the girl's bathroom. Whatcha think?"

You were totally down for Kit's quickie plan but were terribly scared of getting caught. Knowing the result will be awful you honestly respond with "I dunno Kit. Its very risky. But I'll do it!"

"Shh"

"Shit sorry. Only if you're staying by my side though."

"Im not leaving you alone Y/N.. We're inseparable my love, dont ever forget that. "

All of the patients were escorted to their cells for their bedtime. As soon as you hear the hourly beep for 9:00 pm you keep track of time for 30 minutes. Focusing on every minute to second that passes by from the top of your head you prepare for your act, knowing that Kit is more then ready. You soon hear familiar deep coughs from the right side of your cell, knowing it was time. As you begin coughing harshly you hear keys jingling down the hallway unlocking a cell. Knowing you were next you continue coughing almost making yourself throw up.

"Y/N! What is going on in there?!" You hear a familiar feminine voice question in concern. "I- I can't breath! My stomach is killing me!" you continue your act, pretty impressed in yourself. The lady opens your cell and your heart automatically skips a beat at the sight of your lover alongside the nun, smirking slightly in between coughs.

Each step you took down the soundless hallway to the nurses was raising your heartbeat by the second not losing the tension Kit's aurora gave you.

When you all arrived at the nurses office and sit down for a few seconds, Nurse decides to break the silence. What the hell is wrong with you two? It's literally bedtime." she questions in annoyance. You silently chuckle hearing the word "hell" come out of a nun's lips. "I don't know, I suddenly wasn't able to breath properly and my stomach started hurting really bad." Kit says in "pain" mimicing your words. "And you?" the nurse asks pointing at you with her black pen decorated with a little cross. "I feel the same way. All I ate was the buttered toast, I dont usually feel like this." You add the fact that you ate the toast to make your lie far more believable. "I ate the toast too. It seemed like nobody wanted them so I gave it a try." Kit adds, completing the perfect lie.

"Second time this week the chefs' failed once again at their job. I apologize on their behalf.. I'll get you some pain relieving pills. Give me a sec." The nun apologizes heading to the big creaky door towards the basement where all medications were in storage.

I look over at Kit nerviously, who's sitting on the patient bed, uncuffed surprisingly. He seemed so excited and just overall ready to destroy your guts. "Aren't we going?" you ask perplexed to the fact he's just sitting there smiling not moving a muscle. "Escape rules 101: Leave five seconds after your kidnapper, or you'll get caught. Boom!" You giggle at his words aware he made it all up, still taking it into advice though. "Five, four, three, two.. one! Run Y/N runnn!" he insists.

Kit grabs your hand soft but steady as he drags you down another hallway towards the girl's bathroom. Warm air kissing the both of your faces as you glide down hallway to hallway with your favorite person in hand, smiling and giggling, pure ecstasy and excitements on your faces, as you arrive at your destination.

"Check if the stalls are empty on your left im checking on my right, babe" you smile at the sudden nickname Kit had put on you and proceeded to follow his commands giving him a quick thumbs up from the other side of the bathroom signaling him that the coast was clear, he does the same.

You choose the stall furthest from the door pulling Kit in with you locking it immediately "So now what?" Kit teases almost as if he were to be taunting you, acknowledging your need through your eyes. "You tell me." you attempt to tease back. "What if I show you?" he whispers, leaning into your neck. "Show me then.." you whisper back suddenly gasping at the sudden touch of Kit's delicate pink lips against your neck. His soft kissing, licking and sucking against your neck making your core wet by the second. Becoming stressed from his soft teasing you grab his jaw gentley, leading his lips to your own.

As you two kiss passionately you feel his tongue silently asking for enterance which you allow, the makeout now becoming intense. You feel his hands suddenly lifting your gown, sliding your underwear to the side, looking you in the eye with question for consent which you also allow. Kit begins rubbing your wetness delicately as he slowly inserts a finger inside making you whimper in pleasure grabbing onto his strong masculine shoulders. With now two fingers in your core, you begin jacking off Kit through his well fitted sweats producing a light angelic moan to fall out of his lips. You decide to quickly undress him teasing his member devilishly.

"Now you'll have to finish what you started gorgeous." Kit whispers reffering to your teasing on his. You drop down to your knees slowly tracing your fingers down his body, stopping right below his belly button making him groan deeply in need. "So needy for me, baby" you tease as you suck his member whole causing him to grip your thick hair for support. The combination of your moans vibrating on his now soaked member and your massaging on his balls, made his release speed up more then ever.

"Im cl- close Y/N.. You're doing such a good job for me" he praises while nutting in your mouth which you swallow quickly, avoiding the slight bitter taste. Kit picks you up with no notice and leans you against the stall you both shared slowly sliding his member past your submerged folds. You moan instantly at the feeling of Kit's cock filling you up completely hitting your g-spot everytime. You're both breathlesss in the moment, your loud moans echoing through the flickering lights of the bathroom, holding onto his shoulders for support your arms wrapped around his muscular sweaty waist.

"F-fuck Kit. Im cu-.." not being able to finish your words due to the amazing sensation you were feeling on your core, you feel instantly empty as Kit pulls out of you to finish your high with his mouth.

Kit tongue fucks you, and licks between your folds to finally sucking on your clit liberating your release in his mouth which he sucks up every drop of. Your body collapses onto his still trying to process the intense moment you both divided.

"I love you, Y/N" Kit lovingly says while lookin down at you with innocent eyes. "I love you too, Ki-"

Getting brutally interrupted you hear screaming "Where the hell are you two!" you both hear the nurse, footsteps running up and down the hallways. You quickly get dressed and kiss Kit your goodbyes as he flies past the huge door into the boys' bathroom which luckily was right next to the girls'.

"I-Im here!" you manage to scream back, sticking two fingers down your throat forcing yourself to throw up. "I just got really sick and needed to throw up, sorry." you apologize looking up at the lady who's eyes were boiling in anger. You were pretty sweaty, hair tousled, and hands were shaky. Made your lie pretty believable. "Where's kit?" nurse asks calmly this time now that she's found you. "Im not too sure I think he ran to the boys' room, he got really red and well ran out, seemed sick also." You manage to convince.

Nurse walks out, disgusted by your view heading into the boys' room in which she's not allowed into. You jump at the scary sounds Kit made from the other side of the wall, relieved you two had mentally communicated the same plans.

Managing to clean yourself up a bit you hear hard knocking on the girls' bathroom door. You timidly open up to the view of nurse and Kit. Relieved you smile to yourself a little, Kit realizes and taps on you playfully.

"You're it, loser."