#anyways. yeah. im mad. im annoyed. im frustrated.

[lilgynt]

i’m gonna COMPLAIN. SHOCKER.

[just-rogi]

I’m moving out in five weeks and last night I snapped at my roommate who had been a dick to me all year (for something reasonable and justifiable) and ik I shouldn’t feel bad but I totally do lol

All year has been the oppression Olympics any time any of us is upset about anything and like.. I reminded him last night that he isn’t the only minority in the apartment and he was pissed

[2hightocare]

DOWN BAD! 01

Synopsis: Despite undeniable chemistry, your guys’ relationship remains undefined, caught between playful teasing to deeper, unspoken longing,

Pairings: bad boy! jungkook x fem! reader

Genre: friends to lovers. college au.

Warnings: toxicity, jealousy, explicit content, angsty, smoking, usage of drugs and alcohol, fighting, profanity, slowburn, jungkook and oc are literally in love but do nothing about it, crying, hurtful words being thrown out when arguing, slapping.

a/n: IM BACK!! this is something super different than anything I have ever wrote sooooo… but i actually really love it. This would be a two-shot. Hope you enjoy🪽🪽 <3

pinterest board. playlist 02! 03!

"He pisses me off," you say while dropping onto the couch with a loud annoyed sigh, catching Taehyung's and Dahlia's attention.

"What did he do now?" Taehyung jokes, adjusting his tie on his uniform. "Look at another girl, that's what he did," you clench your teeth, fighting the urge to roll your eyes. Your fingers play with the hem of your short navy squared skirt.

Your friends let out a collective laugh, making you scoff at them. "He asked a girl for a cigarette," you mumble under your breath, feeling the pang of jealousy hit your heart.

"Morning," a deep voice speaks from behind you, sending shivers down your body almost automatically. Your brows furrow as Jungkook makes his way beside you on the small couch in the lounge room after acknowledging his friends. His white button-up is opened, revealing a peak of his skin, which annoys you. He tugs on his navy tie, the same one as yours, undoing it and letting it hang loosely around his neck.

"Are you done being mad?" He tilts his head to the side, staring at you. His breath smells of the cigarette he had been smoking, the same one he accepted from a girl who had a crush on him, which irked you. You almost wanted to snatch the cigarette from his lips and stomp on it like a child when he lit it up.

"No, I'm not done being mad," you scoff, getting up from the couch in a swift motion. Jungkook lets out a frustrated sigh behind you before reaching for your skirt and pulling it down.

"Too short," he says, ignoring your whole tantrum.

You don’t reply. Instead, you smack his hand away from your ass before picking up your backpack and throwing it at him.

"Let’s go to class," you say, crossing your arms in front of you, making your boobs push up from the white button-up—you had intentionally left two buttons open after seeing him. His eyes immediately drop to your chest, and Jungkook pokes his cheek with his tongue on the inside before letting out a soft growl and reaching to button up your shirt.

"You’re insufferable," he lets out, fixing your shirt.

"You’re insufferable," you mock back, earning a grin from him.

"Are you ready to talk to me?" He bites his bottom lip, picking up your pink backpack and hanging it over his shoulder, something he was used to doing by now. "No, but the attitude is kinda hot, not gonna lie," you say, before making your way to your first period, with Jungkook trailing behind you like a puppy on a leash.

You and Jungkook weren’t dating, nor were you friends with benefits either. You were just friends with feelings bigger than Mount Everest. It all started on the first day of sophomore year of high school.

“No more fights, okay. First day only and you already got into a fight,” Namjoon blows out a sigh, running a hand down his face.

Jungkook scoffs, pulling on his tie. “This uniform is pissing me off.” He growls, ignoring Namjoon's attempt to coax him into a conversation about controlling his anger issues. Jungkook wasn’t in the mood to deal with any of it, especially today.

“Yeah, well, fancy private schools love their uniforms,” Namjoon jokes, but Jungkook's expression remains jaded.

“Anyways, you’re lucky you didn’t get suspended,” Namjoon continues, shooting Taehyung a look that screams for help.

“Lucky? I would’ve preferred if they expelled me,” Jungkook mumbles, leaning back on his chair, throwing his head back in annoyance.

Before Namjoon could mutter another response about self-sabotaging, a female voice catches Jungkook's interest. “I don’t give a fuck, she literally ripped my new tights,” you whine, your hair disheveled, the lipstick once on your lips now smeared, and your new black over-the-knee tights, ripped.

“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean you could tackle her to the ground, Yn,” another girl says, nudging you, which makes you pout more. “My mom is going to kill me for getting into a fight on the first day.” You sit down in front of Jungkook, not even glancing his way, throwing your pink backpack on the ground beside you, keeping your eyes on the ground.

Jungkook takes notice of your appearance, and his heart rate skyrockets. You were beautiful, like an angel, but Jungkook knew better than to think you were innocent. The skirt was much shorter than it was supposed to be, your blouse more open than closed, which had Jungkook's eyes dropping to the tie between your tits, taking notice of the cross necklace hanging on your neck.

Angel with dirty wings. Jungkook thought to himself as he took you in, the smeared lipstick adding to your allure. Your full and pouty messy lips, had him imagining things only he imagined when he was in his room at night with his hand wrapped around his cock.

Instead, he's sitting at the front office with a pretty girl in front of him for the same reason he was. As he is thinking about far more inappropriate things than fighting. Before Jungkook could look away, your eyes met his.

“You’re new,” you grin at the bruised-up boy manspreading with a matching grin on his face in front of you.

“I am,” Jungkook replies, licking his bloody bottom lip with his tongue. Eyes still remain glued to yours as you nod. “I’ve never seen you around,” you state, tilting your head to the side, leaning forward.

“And I’m pretty sure I would remember someone that looked like you,” you continue, taking him in. The black blazer, with the school logo, he was supposed to be wearing was discarded on the chair beside him, leaving him in the white button-up, sleeves rolled up halfway, giving you a full view of the veins on his arms. His black hair was tousled on his head, the bloody lip made him hotter than you cared to admit.

“Is this a way of telling me you don’t have a boyfriend?” Jungkook flirts, ignoring his friends' obvious stares from beside him.

“Not yet,” you quirk, tapping your finger on your bare thigh. “What’s your name?” you ask, wanting to know more about the boy in front of you besides the fact that he gets into fights on the first day of school.

“Does it matter? You’ll be calling me “baby” by the end of the day,” Jungkook says aloof, which gets him a small smile from you. “Smooth,” you shrug, leaning backward.

"Angel," he says, his hands snaking around your waist, pulling you in.

"Hi," you smile at him, your eyes twinkling with unspoken affection.

"Hi," Jungkook responds, his dimple carving into his skin as he leans forward, his nose touching yours, nuzzling—a short, quick gesture that steals the air from your lungs. You almost feel yourself hanging onto these moments by a thread—moments where he isn’t high or drunk out of his mind or fighting with anyone who pisses him off in the slightest.

"Do you like my costume?" You flutter your eyelashes at him sarcastically, eliciting a small laugh as he throws his head back into the wall. "I don’t know, do I?" he says, his tone dipped in enticing sarcasm. His tattooed hand drops lower on your back, causing your breath to hitch in your mouth.

The music suddenly muffles out as you focus on Jungkook’s finger dipping into the waistband of your skirt. "You look pretty," he whispers into your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

"Where’s your halo, baby?" he says, pulling on your perfectly curled hair, making you look up at him. "Lost it while I was dancing," you pout, wrapping your arms around his waist, pulling him in closer to you.

You’ve never understood when people said, “home could be a person,” but you hundred percent get it now. It's almost embarrassing how quickly you melt into his embrace, your limbs relaxing—inhaling his scent. Your brain suddenly shuts down, not thinking about anything besides him, the moment he wraps his arms over your shoulders, dropping his lips on the crown of your head, leaving a soft kiss there.

"Don’t smile," you jut out, peeping your head up to see the small curved smile displayed on his face. "Why not?" he pokes, amusement clear in his face as his smile widens, deepening his dimples.

"Stop," you giggle, placing a small hand over his face.

"What?" he chuckles, getting a hold of your hand, giving your wrist a kiss before letting it hang beside you. "Your dimples are showing, and they’re only mine to see. Bitches love dimples," you say, only making him smile more.

Anyone else who saw Jungkook smiling all giddy at you would know better than to poke fun at him—but it was rare to see Jungkook smiling and laughing so casually out in the open. Behind closed doors, Jungkook was the epitome of a teddy bear; he loved head and back scratches and loved being a little spoon, all contrary to his dark clothes, cigarettes hanging from his mouth, and the heavy amount of alcohol he could consume.

"Be a good boyfriend and stop smiling, please," you quip, untangling from his embrace and looking around for Dahlia, only to be met with her making out with Taehyung on the countertop.

"I’m not your boyfriend, angel," Jungkook says beside you, putting a hand over your shoulders, taking a chug out of his beer.

"Oh yeah, my bad. I forgot. You’re my bitch," you turn to look at him, a mischievous smile on your face, which has him playfully rolling his eyes, mumbling something under his breath that you couldn’t quite catch before he took his arm off your shoulder, reached into his pocket, and pulled out a cigarette.

"Let’s go outside," he holds out his hand, which you don’t think twice before intertwining yours with his. You feel giddy as you walk past the crowd holding his hand, as he leads you outside. You hated how many small moments like this had you wanting more from him, knowing this is the most he could ever give you. Jungkook had walls larger than the walls of China. You tried your hardest to stand up on your tiptoes and look. But whenever you got a sneak peek from what's inside, Jungkook built them right back up.

Ever since sophomore year of high school, you had the hugest crush on Jungkook, and you knew deep down he did too, but he never said anything all these years. It was embarrassing how you found yourself waiting for him—you couldn’t help it; your heart basically beat for him.

As you both reach a tall seat wall, before you know it, he's picking you up and placing you on the cold brick wall. Goosebumps appear on your bare thighs while he rubs his warm, calloused hands up and down.

"Cold," you whine, looking down at your angel costume—the white, flowy short skirt, your long white knee-high socks with the tall heels. And don’t forget your lace white top that kept getting tangled with your belly piercing. "I know ways to keep you warm," Jungkook waggles his eyebrows, moving closer to you. You feel his hands on your knees, opening your legs before he steps in between them. The closeness was something you were used to—the cheek kisses, the hand on your thigh, but never this. He was too close to your face—you could feel his warm breath whenever he would breathe. You felt your chest heave as everything you wanted was for him to put his lips on yours. Jungkook's face moved closer in.

You felt your heart stop in your chest almost abruptly. If it wasn't for his face millimeters away from yours, you would think you just had a heart attack.

Your eyelids fluttered closed, waiting for his lips to make contact with yours, but you're met with nothing. Then you feel the warmth of his hand on your thighs disappear, and the same with his body between your legs. You open your eyes to be met with Jungkook lighting up a joint instead of a cigarette. Before you could stop yourself, you pull it out of his mouth with a hard tug.

"What the fuck," Jungkook says, an unreadable expression on his face when he looks at you. "Are you fucking serious?" Your eyebrows furrow as you throw the rolled-up paper somewhere far—jumping down the wall. Your heels click on the pavement as you walk closer to him. The heels didn't do anything for you, as you still had to look up at him to meet his eyes.

"You said you’d stop," your voice cracks like your heart, as you push on his chest.

"It's just weed," Jungkook lets out a sigh, running a hand through his hair. "That's what you said at first then you ended up in my room, high off oxy. So don't tell me it's just weed, Jungkook," you shove him, sending him tumbling backward.

The knock on your window sends your soul leaping out of your body. The sight of your favorite boy outside has your heart beating faster—it's past midnight, so seeing him there sends a different feeling down your body.

“Hi, what are you doing here?” You ask, opening the window to let him climb in. His eyes don’t meet yours as he walks in and sits on your bed, watching you close the window.

“Just wanted to see you,” Jungkook mumbles softly, his voice raspy.

“Well... hi,” you say as you drop beside him on your bed. “Hi,” he says, his eyes avoiding eye contact as he looks down at his twiddling fingers.

“What’s wrong?” You ask, worry picking up as your hand moves to his cheek. His skin is hot under your palm as you move his face to look at you.

The moment his eyes lock with yours, you feel as if the ground disappears beneath you. Jungkook's eyes are unnervingly vacant, the pupils dilated into enlarged black circles.

“What did you take?” Your voice cracks, holding his face in your hands as he slumps into you. “Baby... don’t be mad,” he slurs, his eyes fluttering closed—your hand immediately goes to his heart, finding his heartbeat. This isn’t the first time this has happened; it’s a repeating cycle where he gets high, ends up at your house, and you hear every apology in the book, but it doesn’t mean anything since he’d do it again. The new thing is you don’t yell anymore; instead, you feel the tears start rolling down your face.

“Fuck. Don’t cry. Yell at me, be mad,” Jungkook slurs, trying to reach for you, only for his arm to drop beside him.

“I can’t...” you sob, “why do you do this?” Another sob racks through your body as you pull him into your chest in a hug. His body is limp in your arms.

“Baby... I’m so fucking sorry,” he groans into your chest as you squeeze your eyes shut, trying to calm down. “I love you,” he whispers, and you feel like you can’t breathe as another sob breaks out of you.

“Tell me when you’re sober,” you sniffle, knowing he wouldn’t remember in the morning, laying him down onto your bed and placing the pink covers over his shaking body. You know you’re just feeding into the cycle, but right now all you can do is cry. You prefer him in the safety of your room instead of outside on the streets. So instead, you wrap your arms around him and pray to god he’ll be okay.

“Why do you give a fuck about what I do?” Jungkook scoffs, “it’s none of your business,” he continues, but now it’s your turn to scoff.

“Right, it’s none of my business, asshole,” you throw out.

“You just don’t get it, do you? I’m not good for you,” Jungkook says, his tone much higher than he had anticipated. “I don’t give a fuck, I want you. Don’t you get that,” you frustratedly point your finger into his chest, almost annoyed that he still didn’t get it.

“You want this?” He motions between us, “us fighting all the time, because that’s all we do,” Jungkook scowls, the hard expression on his face has your heart shattering—you almost even hear the cracks as he continues to talk.

“I don’t need you being all up in my business; you’re not my mother,” Jungkook says, letting out a sigh of frustration—rubbing a hand over his face. “I care about you,” you say, looking at him, your voice betraying you as it cracks, again.

“Don’t,” he steps backwards, a shaky laugh escaping him as he avoids meeting your eyes. “Why?” You find yourself asking, making his head snap to look at you.

“Why what?” He asks, brows furrowed as he locks eyes with yours.

“Why did you lead me on then? If you don’t want me,” you ask, wrapping your hands over your waist, feeling vulnerable out in the open as you lay your heart in front of the man you were in love with. He had two choices, break it or carefully pick it up and lock it somewhere safe. You were praying he would pick option two—instead, he decided on the first option.

“What other reason would there be?” Jungkook says, his tone low, stepping closer to you, backing you into the brick wall. Your eyes move to his lips then back to his eyes.

“Maybe because you so easily would open your legs for me. All I have to do is ask,” he spits out. Before you know it, your hand is making contact with his cheek.

“Fuck you,” your teeth clench as you feel a tear stream down your face, “and this is why you shouldn’t want me,” Jungkook clicks his tongue before stepping away from you— a pained expression on his face.

“Fuck, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. Come back,” you hurriedly say as your eyes fill with tears, watching him walk away into the dark street.

[laaailuh]

Best-friends Brother pt.2🕸️🕷️

╰┈➤ PART 1

pairing: e!42 miles x black!reader

warnings : light swearing

Summary: After hanging out with your best friend's brother for weeks, you unexpectedly get caught.

a/n: love this trope, wish this for me 🙏🏽

You pulled away from the kiss, “I should start getting ready to leave… it's getting late.”

“But you just got here mami.”

“I got here 2 hours ago.”

“One more hour…please.”

“Miles-” Before you could say anything else, he started to kiss your neck which caused you to rest your hands on top of his cornrows.

“If you keep doing that you're gonna leave a mark.”

He ignored your comment.

“Nigga did you hear what I said?”

“Can’t you cover it up with makeup or something?”

You rolled your eyes, “Kayla might come home soon, we should stop anyways.”

“I thought we agreed to tell her?”

“We didn't agree on that.”

Miles started to get annoyed, he wanted to take this further but every time he brought it up, you continually made up excuses to avoid talking about it.

“Ight.”

He stood up from the bed and sat on his gaming chair.

“Are you mad?”

“Nah.”

You walked towards him, “Trust me, I do want to tell her but I’ve known Kayla since middle school. Everything could possibly change after this, she may not want to talk to me again Miles.”

He turned to face you, “Y/n, if she truly cared and loved you, she would accept your choices and decisions.”

“You know it's not that simple..”

“And why the fuck not?”

“Her best friend and her brother dating? That's not fucking simple.”

Miles looked down at his shoes, rubbing his face in frustration.

“Well…if you’re not actually going to put in effort to make this work…then I guess we should stop this now huh?”

“I didn't say that, you know I want to make this work just as much as you.”

You sat back on the bed “It’s just difficult…I’m trying not to mess up the relationships I have with the both of you.”

He looked back at you, acknowledging that he might have been a bit harsh and too pushy.

“Look im sorry alright, we can talk to her when you’re ready okay? This sneaking around shit is just tiring as fuck.” Miles said, sitting on the bed next to you.

You smiled at him, “I thought you liked the excitement?”

“I do but I don't want to be each other's secret anymore you know?”

You sighed, “Yeah, I know.”

He then tilted your face up and kissed you.

However, during the argument you guys had, neither of you failed to realize that Kayla got home two minutes ago and was heading straight to Miles’s room.

“Yo, I got a pizza-” she stood there in shock as you guys broke away from the kiss.

“Kayla…”

“The fuck is going on here?"

[dipperscavern]

hiiii squiddy 🦑 here!!! cannot sleep so i have THOUGHTS. and in my soul i know robb would be SO ANNOYING as a lover like ur literally MARRIED. and he’s seeing u around winterfell like “u come here often? 😼” and ur like 😐 boy if u dont gto of my way.

oh my god and when he goes like juuuust a little too far (like not even a distasteful joke ur simply at ur limit) and u call him my lord? like “lord stark. are you done.😐” ???? oh his ass is so serious. an instant hand to ur waist pulling u in all like pretty girl im sorry. his other hand brushes ur hair behind ur ear all suave and shit talking abt “pls can u find it in ur heart to forgive me?” and suddenly he’s on his knees. and yeah he’s forgiven. u were never even mad at him! but everytime u two fight and u call him lord stark or my lord sarcastically he just 🥺 im sorry. dont call me that call me love again!!! like he’s not lord stark TO YOU. he is husband, love, dear, or even just robb. NAWT. lord stark and if he has to get on his knees every damn time to remind u so be it!!!!!

ya i need him.

SQUID. WARD. ANON. SQUIDDY. MY ANON OF THE HOUR. I AM SO SORRY FOR THE INJUSTICE YOU HAVE BEEN DEALT WITH. I SWEAR TO YOU, IF YOU MAKE YOUR RETURN, YOU SHALL NEVER BE LOST AGAIN.

anyways, you kinda just summed up my robb thoughts. idk if anyone sees when i put in parenthesis (he’s so annoying 🙄), but i mean it. he’s so annoying. it’s frustrating, but it’s the kind of frustration that somehow only makes you want him more (bewilderingly so)

you’ve been married for how long? and robb’s just

“I must say, your beauty has captivated me since you arrived. I think of you hourly; You mustn’t tell my wife.”

“Oh, I could not ever think of keeping you. The Lord of Winterfell has duties to attend to.” and he just smoothes his tongue over his teeth, kissing u (sloppily) on the cheek in departure with a sigh of “if my lady insists….”

and ur so right!!! it’s always robb, or handsome. fool, sometimes. lord occasionally in jesting — lord stark only if you’re upset with him. and he’s so annoying in his apology, cause not only are you not mad at him, now you want him. it’s not like he doesn’t notice of course, he’s not one to sink to his knees without purpose.

[miumura]

💭 — RICKY AS YOUR BOYFRIEND !

SOPH — tysm for the two anons that requested this! sorry for the delay, i was trying to do a bunch of reqs at once but got carried away due to some school work </3 (yes i have summer hw im suffering). hope you enjoy these though!

GENRE — fluff, angst if you squint | WARNINGS — lower case intended, 2nd pov, and that’s it?

— he seems the type to play it cool in a relationship but is actually a MESS. like what should he do? should he be flirting with you? should you guys be doing anything? besides that cool face, this mind is racking ideas of what he should do and what’s best for the relationship. anything for you!!

— i don’t think ricky could ever get mad at you. like maybe jokingly mad or being frustrated but that’s all. i don’t think he really likes conflict and tries fixing it. thing is, he may give silent treatment just so he could talk to myself on how to solve an argument between you two.

— now, ricky may forget a lot of things, but he never forgets anything about you! anyone can ask something about you, and he’s like a walking google about you. ik he whips his head if he hears your name come out of any of the member’s mouth. they can call him a simp for all he cares — he knows it’s true anyways.

— “you know ricky, you don’t know a lot of stuff of me compared to your partner.” “gyuvin yeah, cause you’re not yn.” “i get that but come on, how could you forget my favorite food?” “oh sorry, i forgot.” “ricky i’ll beat you up—” “yn!!!”

— he would get excited over little gifts you give him. he’s used to being the gift giver, so seeing you get him something just seems ten time more valuable than those luxury brands. probably shows it off to the others. “bet you don’t have this,” LMFAO hes so silly

— the type to send pics of himself or sweet msgs to you when he misses you. and he js plays it off with “i bet you miss me so here you go.” in reality, he just misses you and just wants to hear sweet things from you :( <3

— boy he LOVES strawberries. so he probably buys you strawberry items so that you can be reminded of him. let’s say his obsession can get out of hand, but who doesn’t love cute strawberry items???

— i feel like he would prefer a more private relationship?? but that doesn’t work out since he acts SOOO different around you. so when he announces that you two are dating, the others aren’t surprised whatsoever.

— pretty clueless so would ask you for help because it’s “you two getting along” he says. he would find any excuse to be with you at all times and just wouldn’t mind acting a little clueless.

— if there’s any language barriers, i feel like he’d try his best to communicate with you as best as he can. sure, he wants to give up at some times, but he remembers you, the main cause of his motivation. so he’d study really hard for you :)

— ricky isn’t always as open with his thoughts as he think he is. sometimes, he may isolate himself, just because there’s a lot on his mind. so that’s when you step in! give him comfort and offer to listen bc that’s all what he needs!

— secretly likes physical touch but won’t flat out admit it. he wouldn’t pretend he hates it either, he just lets it happen. secretly smiles when you suddenly become clingy around him. he likes you initiating it first because he doesn’t want to be annoying or a bother to you when he needs affection </3

— the longer you’re in a relationship with him, the more comfortable he is with you. and that’s a good thing! but he still gets flustered over small acts you do for him.

— partner privilege is probably a thing.

— would love showing you off :’) he’s just really glad yours is and sometimes can’t believe it himself. which is why he may just catch himself be quiet and admire you <3

💭 — in bloom already has two wins 🙏 so proud of them <3

ZB1 PERM TAGLIST — @dwcljh @ilovewonyo @jiawji @tzyuki @kpoprhia @flamiricky @misoxhappy @lluvjjun @zzzhoonie

[sangyeonsmuse]

BREAK THE WALLS | Kim Hongjoong

Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Full Chapter List

🀥 Government agent Hongjoong x Rebel Oc

🀥 genre | dystopian society, halazia x geurilla concept , enemies to lovers

🀥 word count | 1.3k

🀥 Summary | An organization by the name of Sector 1 was well known for their work in the underground, theyve been well known for the recruiting of teens and using them to form an army since the year 2034. Collecting strays for their rebellion against those in higher power. Now the year is 2064 and the organization still runs strong they run like a family, with the new technology theyve found ways of keeping alive those that have been scorned in any past battles theyve had against the government.

When the government sends in 7 of their best men to infiltrate the organization. What will they do when their cover is blown and their true intentions are revealed? Will they join the rebellion or will they continue to let the government pull their strings like the little puppets they once were?

Bjbkb

Skylar district November 10th 2064

Today was a free day which all of the guys were thankful for, finally a chance to relax without having gotten their ass kicked by Tahani for what seemed like the hundredth time. While the others had either been out and about, sleeping or working on things of their own, hongjoong found himself wandering the halls aimlessly until he spotted Tahani enter a random room. As curiosity took hold of him he quietly followed behind only to find himself staring at a large screen with a control panel in front of it. He watched as Tahani connected a large tube and wire to her back before a video began to play on the screen. A little brown girl rocking two afro puffs had been running around jumping in puddles despite a much older woman yelling for her to return inside. Hongjoong found himself smiling at the scene and a small chuckle escaped his lips tearing Tahanis gaze away from the screen. In an instant the video faded away and she had been removing the tube from her back

"What are you doing in here? This place is off limits to trainees." There she was, mad at him again

"You know I'm starting to think the only emotions you have when it comes to me are pure anger." He spat out without thinking

"Oh you think you're deserving of any other emotions from me but anger?" She was now more annoyed rather than angry.

"It wouldn't exactly kill you to smile at me every once in a while, you've only showed that same pissed off face since the moment we stepped into the Sector i've only ever seen you smile once, at mingi."

"Yeah well that was once, and it was before I knew exactly who all of you truly were."

"Actually you've never really trusted us from the beginning yet you still smiled at his actions with no problem. I think there's just a show of favoritism."

"I swear to god if you don't stop talking i'll hit you. God you've even more annoying than Jongho at times."

"You didn't deny Mingi being your favorite though."

"Kim Hongjoong, stop speaking to me before you end up with a dagger right in your eye."

"I doubt Mingyu would be happy with you killing me after he made the choice to let me live." At those words Tahani gently banged her head against the control panels.

"What is this place anyways." Hongjoongs fingers gently glide over the keys of the control panel.

"Stop touching things. I swear youre the most frustrating out of all of you." Smacking his hands away from the control keys she shot him a glare.

"Im just curious." He shrugs his shoulder at her actions

"If i answer your questions will you leave me the fuck alone."

"Maybe, I like the annoyed look on your face a lot better than the angry one." With a sigh Tahani turns her head back towards the screen before she speaks.

"Its the memory room, it's usually used to interrogate enemies but i sometimes come up to watch old memories."

"So the little girl on the screen...it was you?" Hongjoong stares at her expectantly as he continued to shoot her questions

"Yes, the woman in the end was..she was my mother." At the mention of her mother Hongjoong went quiet.

"Are your parents the reason youre here? The reason you joined the Sector?"

"At first when I got here they were the only thing I cared about. But realizing I had experienced far more hurt for more than just my parents, my reasons for joining became so much more." There was a distant look in her eyes as she spoke

"Show me." Was all hongjoong found himself saying in response.

"What?"

"Everything youve experienced because of Eden, because of the Alaurians. Show me." Tahani was hesitant at first but it didn't seem like hongjoong would accept a no for an answer.

So once again she connected the tubes to her back and the first image to display on the screen caused her to shut her eyes. From the image of her father being shot once, to children on the street being blown to bits, families in poverty, polluted streets, thieves and thugs and the image of her pregnant mother kneeling to the ground before Eden himself begging for him to help her and her other two kids. The flash of memories ends with the explosion, and Tahani waking two months later only to find her family home burned to the ground. Once Tahani removed the tubes Hongjoong said nothing. So everything that he had known about Alaura tower, about Eden it all had been one huge lie. They weren't what kept the city going in fact the city was barely even operating by the looks of the girls' memories.

"Can I show you mine?" Tahani was surprised at his question to say the least but she couldn't deny that she was quite curious about the man's mindset. Curious as to why someone as smart as him would follow people like Eden and the Alaurians. So after agreeing she places the wire helmet upon his head before connecting it to the control panel and setting her eyes on the screen.

A black haired boy who seemed to be about the age of 13 had been sitting at a large table surrounded by six other boys and two adults. The adults were rambling on and on to them about how going outside the gates, moving outside of the gates of Alaura were strictly forbidden for them. Other images flashed by in a timely manner, each of which Tahani assumed to be different years, considering in each scene the boy seemed to grow older. Flashes of the seven of them training with one another, taking lessons, eating together. But not one scene had given her the feel of a normal childhood. Then one scene in particular seemed to catch Tahani off guard more than the rest. Eden had locked hongjoong in his sleeping quarters after finding him looking out past the gates at Alaura tower.

" what have we told you time and time again. I took you in, I fed you, I bathed you, trained you and here you are thinking about going out past the gates? Youll stay here until you remove every thought of the outside from your head. Do you want those mean guys over at the Sector to snatch you up and bring you underground."

"No father." Responds to a small Hongjoong as he looked down at his feet in disappointment.

Hongjoongs memories continued to go by in a flash ending off with the last day he saw Eden which happened to be the day they all arrived to Sector.

"Remember your priorities while you're there hongjoong. They're bad people, they've taken innocent children and manipulated them. Each of them deserves to die, every last one of them." And that's where he shut them off. The two of them sat there in silence. It was then that the two heard a large explosion and both shared a look before running out of the memory room.

When the two ran out into the airlock there was a large hole in the wall leading into one of the solo practice rooms and out popped mingi.

"I'm good." Both Tahani and Hongjoongs eyes then shot to Wooyoung who had been holding one of the newest gun models they had received from Yeonjun in that shipment a few months back.

Wooyoung simply places the gun in Sans hand and points his finger over at him.

Hongjoong stood with his fingers massaging his temples all while Tahani simply burst out into laughter. It was the first time since they got there the boys had seen the girl laugh. Moments later Jongho entered the room to see a hole in the wall and Tahani on the floor clutching her stomach as she laughed and laughed.

"I think we broke her." San whispers over to Wooyoung before looking at Tahani who had finally finished her fit of laughter.

[highoncatfood]

SHIP BINGO TIME

Gonna ask for three cuz I can't pick... teehee

Kokogami, Makoyomi, and umm Dirkuu (my friend talks to me about dirkuu a lot it seems fun)

answering these finally hiiii i went to bed and then had work today so uh yeah

kokogami - now let me explain a few things here.. i checked both 'grew on me' and the big bad 'IDCCC' cuz truthfully i couldnt care less abt it esp in canon idgaf and the 1st few times i rewatched raincode they jst frustrated me sm as a pairing. like at first it was jst me being a shini hater but even after i started to like her more i jst canntttt get myself to like them in any romantic scenerio. but i do love how ppl in the fandom portray them a lot and all the fanart is very cute so i guess wht i mean when i say it grew on me is that ive come to like it more cuz of fanon :thumbsupemoji:

makoyomi - ok so like. when i first watched raincode and saw them interact for the 1st time i was like ok yeah. i see why this is one of the biggest ships in the fandom. and normally i would ship it right away but for some reason i consciously decided to do everything in my power to not let myself ship it. i dont rememeber whyyyy?? i did that?? i think i jst thought that would be rlly funny to like. me and no one else

but anyway with each rewatch i grew to like them more + fandom influenced me. but like i still wouldnt say i ship them.. i like their dynamic but i dont care for it as any kind of romantic/whtever ship neccessairly.. its mostly jst very funny to me. i rlly like yomi having a weird complicated hate crush on makoto and having no idea how to deal with it . like it doesnt even cross his mind to rlly consider it anything possibly romantic or sexual even tho it lowkey might be. who knows. hes jst mad abt it

and i like makoto acting oblivious as shit to it on purpose jst to mess with him even further, i like makoto teasing and bugging him and jst being so fucking annoying. they both r

this tweet is exactly how im tryna be abt them but like. on purpose. idk why its liek the funniest thing ever to me

dirkuu - havent thought abt them for a while but i mean. theyre hilarious i love caliborn and i love dirk . theyre jst stupid as fuck and i love all the fanart of them its like some of my fav pieces of hs fancontent probably.. yeah not much else to say abt it lol

[halucynator]

Save me.

Pairing: Gabe X fem!reader

Summary: You try to send Gabe back to the well house but it goes wrong.

A/n: so for this story I replaced edens role with Gabe's because it helps the story progress better. If you don't understand what I mean, I mean that I made Gabe have parents and Gabe not be a shapeshifted version of Dodge. Instead Gabe always looked like Gabe and did actually fall in love with reader until later. Sorry for this extended thing! Enjoy! Also if I make a second part, their may be an imaginary key (one I made up to help the story progress). I almost forgot to mention, reader is related to Kinsey. Adopted child of Brian and Duncan because why not.

Gabe looked at your chained body on the floor like a predator. His sight made you sick. He was the reason your uncle died. He persuaded Sam. You wanted to scream.

"You know, I don't want to do this. And I don't have to. IF you tell me where the keys are kept."

Keys, keys, keys. It's all about keys. Gabe probably never even loved you. He only used you, a blood Locke, to get to the keys. This was the only time you hated being a Locke.

"If's? You know, this is kidnapping. What you're doing is illegal."

"Oh yeah? Well, right now you are the one threatened so I'd better watch what you say. Now, where are the keys? Do you have any on you? Apart from this chain one obviously. You know, I'm shocked you thought you'd be able to capture me with this." Gabe smirked.

"You certainly talk a lot for a demon. Well, now that I think about it, I don't know how much demons talk. If they talk as much as you then I feel bad for every person kidnapped by a demon. And everyone in Hell. Are you from Hell? You probably are. Are you Satan? Oh my god, do you have any air conditioning? It's really hot in this room. Anyways, is being a demon fun? How does it feel? Do you li-" you went on and on about random things to annoy Gabe until you were interrupted.

"ENOUGH." Gabe shouted.

"Excuse me, if you want to talk, wait for me to finish. Now, where were we. Ah yes, so d-" you continued like you didn't just get threatened by a demon.

"SHUT UP Y/N. JUST SO YOU KNOW, IM THE ONE ASKING QUESTIONS HERE. YOU'RE HELD HOSTAGE." Gabe said angrily and loudly.

"Alright calm down." You were dying of laughter inside but managed to say it with a straight face.

"So do you have any keys on you?"

The correct answer was yes but ain't no way you were going to tell him that. You were in Gabe's basement and his parents were home.

"Gabe sweetie! Come for dinner!" His mum shouted for him. You started snickering like crazy.

Gabe was mad.

"I'M COMING MUM!" He said frustrated.

He walked towards you and leaned in. He then whispered in your ears.

"Don't go anywhere. Not that you can."

"I hope you trip and fall while walking up the stairs and die" you retorted.

He scoffed and then left the room and locked the door.

First things first, you took the keys you had out of your pocket and in your hand. Your movement was limited by the chains but not enough to restrict any movement at all.

You took the head key, the music box key and the prison of the self key out of your pocket and placed them in your hands. Then, you took your phone out and texted Tyler, Bode and Kinsey your location simply with the words "HELP IN GABE'S BASEMENT. STAIRCASE IN HIS ROOM."

After a few minutes you got a message back from Kinsey.

"omw" the message read.

Gabe came into the basement after a few minutes.

"oh! Good to see you haven't moved." He said with a smirk on his face.

"very funny." You rolled your eyes.

"I see you have some keys in your hand. Going to give them to me?"

"NEVER." You replied.

He took the chain and tightened them around you. Then he made them release and wrap around your hand with the keys. He made it really tight. So tight that you were forced to let go of the keys.

"NO" You screamed.

"Any more?" Gabe smirked. His smirk was unbearable.

You had one more key on you. The anywhere key. But you couldn't let him take it from you.

"no." You lied.

"Well, you see, I'm good at reading body language. You looked away from me when you said it. You always look away when you lie. So where is it."

Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. Oh. No.

You weren't going to tell him. He couldn't know. It was a hard to reach place.

"I'm not lying!" You lied. Again.

"oh really?" Gabe walked towards you and then knelt directly in front of you. He leaned close. So close your lips were almost touching. Any movement could result in you kissing and you for sure did not want that.

"look at me and say it. Prove that you're not lying." He whispered.

"I- I uh... I don't-" Him being so close to you made it hard for you to speak.

"I don't have it!" You finally managed to say it.

"look, I know you have it. You tell me where it is, you won't lose anything." He threatened.

"threatening does not become you Gabe." You said to him disgusted.

He gently placed a hand on your cheek. You couldn't believe this touch once used to make you feel comfortable. Now any touch from him made you feel less safe than ever.

He slowly leaned in.

"Where. Is. It?" He asked "this is the last time y/n. No more chances after this."

You resisted. You didn't give in.

He slowly leaned in and placed a kiss on your lips. You squirmed. He continued to kiss you making you feel more sick every second. He stopped after a good 15 seconds.

"why are you doing this to me?!" You asked, disgusted.

"you're doing this to yourself." He replied.

He looked down at you in a way which made you uneasy. He smirked.

"I promise you this won't hurt a bit."

He pulled out a knife from his back pocket.

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a/n (again lol) : tell me in the comments if I should make a part 2! Thanks for reading!!! Also sorry if there's any spelling and or grammar mistakes!

[declanscunt]

saw another complainy post about succ s4 re: tomgr*g and also how the tone has been off in general and i wasnt gonna rant ab it but im watching queencharlottebridgerton and im very bored so yeah. anyway

i DO think the tone of this season has been kind of different ish BUT there are many reasons for that and i dont think its necessarily bc of bad writing or mischaracterization. 1) logan is dead and that leaves a big gaping hole the rest of the characters can never fill. thats actually kinda the whole point etc. 2) it has never been so explicit or obvious that they are highlighting the cycle of abuse caused by capitalism. this season imo has a heavier handed feel because it is the culmination of all events of the previous seasons, and all the events of their past that they dance around and mythologize/misremember, it is these ppl digging themselves deeper and deeper into the tragedy

and OF COURSE u can be critical of this heavy handed portrayal but i think a lot more ppl are simply mad that theyve sidelined greg/tomgreg and that is what annoys me like. the writers have always known exactly who greg is. a social climber nepotism product of his environment who is both outsider and audience insert. the entire time we’ve known greg he has tried to attach himself to someone more powerful and imo everything he has done in s4 aligns with this (and yeah, i think they COULD have done more with his character from the offset, but with an ensemble cast they have to figure out what story is most compelling and he simply didnt make the cut. boohoo. also we all know nicbraun does not have the range)

also (and ive seen ppl talk ab this before so all credit to them) throughout the first three seasons tom projected his shiv issues onto greg — and as we’ve seen repeatedly in s4, his betrayal of shiv opened the floodgates so to speak and allowed him to express his frustrations directly with her instead of using greg as a psychosexual outlet. also tom and greg are no longer in criminal cahoots because the DOJ investigation has boiled over and tom isnt going to prison, so theres less tension there. and yeah, tom IS probably still bullying greg. but like. IDK ABOUT YOU BUT ID RATHER SEE KENDALL DROWN HIMSELF IN LOGANS LEGACY THAN SEE TOM EMAIL HIS ASSISTANT A BAJILLION SLURS. like. how does tomgr*g serve my interests!!!!! lol

[faithinhome]

Neighbor Next Door - Stephen Strange x Female OC

18+ | Minors DNI

Summary: anna had always thought the doctor next door was attractive. and one interaction left her itching to get more of him.

Tags: age gap (25F & 40M), cheating (but not in the way you’d think), strong language, smut, slow burn.

Chapter 3: Jealousy

stephen had no idea what he’d just witnessed. the two definitely looked super dishevelled. strange was a little turned on by the idea of anna being so horny she couldn’t wait to do it. he kept replaying the ice cream incident, and it got slower each time. he didn’t know what it meant. he tried to stop thinking about it, but it felt impossible.

what had gotten her in such a mood? was it him? it was a bit cocky to think about but then again, it could be a possibility. it was an exciting possibility but stephen pushed the thought away. it shouldn’t matter, anyway. maybe it was him, maybe it wasn’t. either way, he had a wife to get home to.

after having done enough socialization and networking for the night, he finally headed home, excited to see christine. he hoped she was feeling better.

“hey" stephen was surprised to see christine awake now since it was midnight.

"oh hi" she looked up from her book and smiled tiredly at stephen.

there were 2 empty wine glasses on the table, causing stephen to raise a brow.

he took off his jacket and shrugged it on to a chair. "did you uh, have company?"

"yeah" christine smiled and stood, carrying the wine glasses to the sink.

"who was it?" stephen asked quietly.

christine has adamantly refused to go to the party because of how sick she felt. but apparently not sick enough for wine?

or was he overthinking this?

christine sighed. "mark"

"mark?" the crease on stephen's forehead deepened. "you were too sick to go to the party with me but you invited mark?"

christine turned around, sighing. "here we go.”

"i'm sorry, what?" stephen demanded, getting a little defenceless.

"you're gonna go on your little jealousy spree again" christine crossed her arms.

"oh forgive me for ever having to be jealous and insecure" stephen coughed. "besides, im just asking. you're the one catching an attitude"

"i started feeling better and mark called to confirm for something for our lab on saturday" christine said casually. "and we just decided to meet up for wine."

"okay" stephen nodded. "could you.. be a little more sensitive next time? i mean, i was literally just asking you a question and you started accusing me of being jealous. despite knowing very well why i tend to get jealous."

"i just... didn't have the energy to deal with it. "

"despite literally being the reason for it?"

"oh god, stephen!" christine threw her hands in ridicule. "do you ever let it go?"

stephen's patience was starting to wear thin. "why are you so mad?"

"you're just constantly on that same shit all the time!" christine huffed. "it's annoying."

"annoying?" stephen furrowed his brows, his jaw clenching. "oh god, i'm so fucking sorry for the mild annoyance, christine. i'll have you know that getting cheated on was far more than annoying! so i'm fucking sorry if i act this way sometimes and it's annoying. maybe you should have considered that before cheating on me!"

"oh my god" christine's voice raised in exasperation. "like i said, here we go again. stephen, i said i was sorry. what more do you want from me? are you never gonna trust me again?"

"it's taking time christine" stephen reasoned, his voice a little softer now. he was hurt by how insensitive christine was being. but it was like she didn’t even see it. “it's only been two months. i can't stop thinking about it and i thought you'd be more understanding."

"we've had sex like, what, once since then?” christine responded in frustration. "stephen i'm trying. but you keep constantly bringing it up, over and over. how are you ever gonna get over it if it constantly comes up? you're never gonna be able to move past it.”

stephen clenched his jaw. he didn't think christine had any right to bring up their sex life. he was affected so deeply he couldn't engage in sex, because anytime he tried, he couldn't stop thinking about christine being equally intimate with another man. all while she had also laid in his arms and lied to him over and over again.

"i honestly thought that little neighbour of ours, that would help you, but no. you just can't stop harbouring over the same shit!"

"what the hell are you talking about?" stephen snapped.

anna frowned as she walked to her apartment, hearing yelling coming from strange's apartment. she froze for a minute, listening intently.

she knew it was none of her business but stephen strange was literally yelling. and that was such a contrast to how he'd been today at the party. besides, she felt responsible to make sure no one was getting seriously hurt.

"come on stephen, it's so obvious she wants you!" christine scoffed. "please don't tell me you didn't even notice that! the cupcakes, the frequent visits. she literally showed up at our door in a fucking bathing suit! at like 9 in the morning! literally stopped an entire party because you asked her to. i noticed it and i was like okay, that attention might help him feel better. distract him. as long as she stays within limits but clearly, that doesn't help."

"are you fucking insane?" stephen couldn't believe what was happening right now. "you're mad at me for not doing something that would solely be convenient to you? what the hell is wrong with you? i don't want her, christine! i want you. i've always only wanted you.”

"well maybe you're too fucking obsessed with me!" christine yelled back and stephen froze, tears stinging at his eyes.

anna couldn't really make out words. she could just hear raised muffled voices, but they were distinct. after a few moments of silence, anna figured it was over and walked to her door, shuffling through her bag for her keys.

that's when the their apartment door flew open and stephen walked out with his jacket.

anna looked over at him, surprised by his dishevelled state. "stephen.”

this was the first time she'd ever said his name and her cheeks flushed.

he stopped and looked at her, sighing.

"a-are you okay?"

"i'm fine"

"i heard yelling" she spoke softly. "are you sure you're okay?"

"i'm fine" he said once again as he started to walk away.

anna followed after, concerned, "stephen, i-"

"just stop" stephen spoke through gritted teeth as he turned around to face her. "will you please stop? what you did at the party? showing up at our place unannounced lying about some cupcakes. and then literally fucking your friend in the bathroom at a fucking work party? will you please stop chasing me? im married, anna. and definitely not interested in someone that acts like the world is her brothel or some shit."

with that, he turned and left without hesitation.

anna gasped and backed away but she doubted stephen even saw how hurt she felt at the words that had come out of his mouth.

the worst part of it all was that it was true.

anna sniffled and opened her door, slamming it shut and letting out a soft sob as she curled up against the wall on the floor, hugging her knees close to herself. she felt so small and alone all of a sudden.

...

the memories of last night immediately flooded anna's mind as she woke up. she whined softly, not wanting to get up and face the world.

"god fucking damn it."

she felt horrible. but she couldn't turn to sam for help, she'd let him down. and she couldn't turn to wanda either after what had happened last night. she regretted it. and she knew she'd regretted it the moment the high of her orgasm had come down.

"why do i have to fuck everything up?"

anna rolled on her back and grabbed her phone, her eyes widening when she saw it was already past noon.

she saw she had a few texts from wanda, surprisingly.

hey annie. hope you're okay. just wanted to say that i really don't want to lose this friendship, despite everything.

anna swallowed, her mouth dry. the text read of regret too. and she obviously didn’t want to lose wanda either. but she was too disheveled to even consider how to deal with this.

she left the text unanswered and went to text sam.

sam, i wanted to say i'm sorry. you were right about it all along. i'm going to stop. i know it's not my place and i'm sorry i made you upset.

she didn't know if she was gonna understand her place here if stephen hadn't snapped at her last night. obviously she was not going to keep pursuing him after she'd been humiliated like that.

but she didn't want sam to know just yet. it was far too embarrassing.

anna finally managed to get herself in the shower. she put on an oversized shirt and a pair of shorts, her still damp hair resting against her shoulders.

anna groaned as her door bell rang and she slowly made her way to the door.

maybe it was sam on the other side. had wanda told him yet? was he here to chew her out again? or maybe comfort her? or maybe even apologize for being a little too harsh on her?

she was not expecting to find stephen strange on the other side of the door. her eyes widened as she saw him, her gaze lowering. "oh. hi.”

he was dressed in a simple shirt and pants, his tie loose around his collar. "hi, anna."

he thought she looked quite pretty with damp hair, which couldn't be said for a lot of people.

"um, i came here to apologize" he lifted a white pastry box with a soft apologetic smile. "and i brought cupcakes"

anna smiled and nodded, stepping aside and inviting him in.

"would you like something to drink?" she asked quietly, watching as he placed the cupcakes on the table.

"um, a tea would be nice. thank you." he spoke sheepishly. he hadn't gone back to his apartment at all and barely had any breakfast.

anna nodded and walked to the kitchen, a little relaxed about how much friendlier strange appeared today.

she kept his tea down on the coffee table and invited him to sit. "thanks for the cupcakes.”

"i had to" he smiled and nodded softly. "im horribly sorry about how i spoke to you yesterday. the comment i made at- at the end."

he cringed as he recalled his own awful remarks from last night.

"that was horrible and im so sorry. i just want you to know i absolutely do not see you that way at all. i was just... ticked about something my wife said in uh, relation to you"

anna studied strange as he apologized. it felt really sincere and honestly, he wasn't entirely wrong last night. her brows shot up at the last comment and she bit her lip nervously.

"oh god, i'm so sorry" anna started, earning a look of confusion from stephen. "did i make christine uncomfortable? i really.. that really was not my intention"

"no, no not at all" stephen assured her softly. he figured after all the horrible things he'd thrown her way last night, he might as well be honest about what happened. he owed her that. "she um. we had an argument about something that.. uh, something that happened two months ago. and she just brought you up and basically said that, that she thought you were into me and that the attention would keep me distracted and prevent me from harbouring on about what happened. and that really pisssed me off, which is why i left. and then i saw you..." he trailed off, eyeing anna, guilt evident in his eyes.

anna listened intently. god, how much more embarrassed could she possible be? "did you come here to embarrass me further?" she couldn't help the remark. she felt humiliated over and over and her defensive side was starting to come out.

"no, god no" stephen pushed. he really was going to screw this up wasn't he? "i just thought you deserved to know the truth. especially after how horribly i'd treated you. obviously christine was just saying whatever in defence. but that still was not okay, and i'm sorry. both for what she said and what i said as well."

anna honestly felt bad for stephen. she could see how guilty he felt and how hard he was trying. but the brothel comment still stung.

"you... you did basically call me a whore last night" anna spoke quietly and stephen's brows knitted together and his cheeks flushed. he looked even more guilty and anna didn't think that was possible. "i mean i get that i do... i dress a certain way but. i don't know, i want to forgive you and i do. i really do. i just don't know how to move past that comment."

stephen lowered his gaze, swallowing the lump in his throat. he felt his eyes burning. he honestly felt so horrible he thought he could cry. but he wasn't going to. he didn't want anna to forgive him out of pity.

"i'm really sorry and i'll try to make up for it"

anna bit her lip, eyeing strange. she sighed softly and reached out tentatively to place a hand over his.

stephen's eyes flickered to the hand and then to her eyes.

"it's okay" she smiled softly. "i can see how much this is affecting you. i mean, now that i think about it. it... it would be kind of hypocritical to hold what you said in an angry state against you. god knows i've said some shit when ive been angry. so it's okay. thanks for coming over. it takes a big person to be so honest"

stephen breathed a sigh of relief and smiled softly. "thank you. and i really do mean it. i do not see you that way at all. i honestly really don't."

"also, i did fuck my bestfriend" anna laughed awakrdly, trying to lighten the mood. "so i get where you were coming from"

stephen didn't know whether to laugh or not so he just smiled awkwardly.

"right so um" anna stated awkwardly, a little embarassed from the failed attempt at humour. "thanks for the cupcakes. mind sharing them with me?"

"i'd love to" stephen smiled softly, appearing a little more relaxed.

anna grabbed one and handed one to stephen.

"so uh, how are you feeling today? if you don't mind me asking"

stephen gulped down his tea and nodded slowly. "i’m a little scared to go back" he admitted with a soft chuckle. "i don't know what i'd even say."

anna nodded. "maybe don't say anything? i know... you didn't ask for advice but i think it was you that was hurt, you know? so maybe christine will eventually come around and apologize"

"i guess" stephen nodded. he'd never done that before. it was usually christine who'd give him the silent treatment, irrespective of who was wrong, and he'd have to end up apologizing.

anna decided to shut up after that, not wanting to interfere further.

"these cupcakes are really good" she murmured after finishing one, reaching out to grab another one.

stephen chuckled softly. "glad you like them.”

"maybe you should come over to apologize more often, these are amazing."

finally, stephen let out a soft laugh and the air seemed lighter.

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a/n: as promised, chapter 3! i think i should probably make my chapters longer to cover more story in a single chapter. please let me know what you think, if i should increase the length of the chapters or if they’re okay this way? also, sorry for doing that to christine. she seems to be a very beloved character among the doctor strange fandom but i think she’s always been a bit unfair to him so maybe i was projecting that on to the fic. buttt let me know if more of you’d like to be added to my reading list (or if you want out lol). as always, thank you so much for reading and feel free to share your thoughts. see your guys next week!!! 🥰

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[rollercoasterwords]

hey rae, i’m experiencing a bit of a moral dilemma (ish) bc like… i’ve always more or less had this view that its wrong on some level to like “police” people on the kind of media they are creating, even mainstream tbh and now… well… let’s just say a little bee flew in rather aggressively into my eardrums and it won’t stop buzzing about the moral implications and suddenly the pretty stable ground that i was standing on is slowing crumbling beneath my feet but like… that’s okay??? i’m accepting the fall bc i’m actually always thrilled to free fall. that is to say, i love the way things around me can make me question my own ideas of what i believe to be true sometimes like i love love love it. i love looking at smth ekth a new lens and more information and then yk, rebuilding thag ground with more stable material. anyways, sry i’m rambling, but you see, everything this bee was buzzing abt started to increasingly make more sense and like, i started to rly think about it in the way of like… evaluating the consequences right? like if a specific media trope has very real contributions to a stigma abt a certain group and manifests in the society in multiple ways, then rly, why can’t i condemn it? bc the way i used to look at it was like “well yes, the media is harmful, but like, i also don’t think we have the right to dictate other people’s liberties when it come to art”. but now… especially considering that this “art” is mainstream and like reaches millions of people, why tf not? bc when you rly put it on the scale, what has more weight, ppl being mad/annoyed that engaging with this is “bad” and they shouldn’t/ being limited in creating it or ppl suffering the real life implications of this. and to make myself a little clearer, the specific thing thag kinda made me realize this more was how media a lot of the times portrays certain mental illness in an overly negative and harmful way, and how in thrn, society discriminates against those individuals in part bc of the skewed perception thag media has portrayed about them. and i feel like this kinda of made me like… think more about this view that i used to defend strongly, and kinda of go, wait, hold up… and i’m still a little like… conflicted bc as much as like i say this, i don’t think there are any viable means of like combatting this issue bc at the end of the day, what creators for mainstream media want is money and these things get them money and so it’s never rly gonna stop, and i still am a little iffy on the idea thag it’s essentially like… an objective moral no no, but like i can see the other side more clearly and it’s just… man it’s so frustrating in a way. and like as much as some ppl may engage with their media critically and liek recognize these stereotypes and shit, a majority of ppl don’t and it’s so frustrating to see itttt. but yeah, idk im still like… gathering materials before fully building this floor, but like, what are your thoughts on this if any? (i’m literally going to everyone with this i an truly a menace, i need to talkkkk abt it like the way this brings me so much joy) (unfortunately i don’t have many ppl in my life that care or are willing to talk to me abt these things) (enter: rae)

hello!! interesting questions!! love that u are embracing the freefall of having a core belief challenged + opening urself to new ways of thinking rather than growing defensive + closing urself off!!

so, what i wanna start off by saying here is this: there is a very broad middle ground between "this art is bad and shouldn't exist/shouldn't be interacted with at all" versus "everyone should just create whatever they want with disregard for the consequences."

because different forms of art are going to be doing different things, reaching different audiences, and sending different messages. and there are plenty of ways that art/literature/media/etc can be harmful. for example, this recent open letter to the new york times is a great example of a critique on the way in which the nytimes' coverage of trans "issues" causes real-life harm to trans people. in this sort of instance, it's not okay for the nytimes to just continue writing as they have, however they want, because they have certain journalistic responsibilites which include not promoting/perpetuating harm against marginalized groups (not that they have an especially great track record in that regard, but i digress). part of critically evaluating media is evaluating whether that media has harmful real-life implications, and, if it does, figuring out whether/how to engage with that media in a way that does not perpetuate that harm.

so like--with the example you're talking about, portrayals of mental illness that contribute to stigma. part of evaluating those portrayals is going to start with asking what kind of media you're looking at, who it's reaching, and what it's trying to do. for example--a movie made by a large hollywood studio that's profiting off a stigmatizing portrayal of mental illness, reaching a broad audience, and contributing to widespread misconceptions is tangibly harmful, and it makes sense to vocally critique that portrayal or perhaps even encourage people not to engage with the movie at all, as it is profiting off something harmful. additionally, hollywood movies are invested in perpetuating a capitalist system such that they will often have an underlying goal of spreading messages/ideas that support that capitalist system, so there is much more to be wary of there in the intent of the media.

a fanfiction on the internet written by an individual that contains a stigmatizing portrayal of mental illness is something that is not accruing profit, not reaching a broad audience, and not harmful in the same way. an individual writing fanfiction on the internet is also not invested in perpetuating broader systems of capitalistic power in the same way a hollywood movie studio is, so the intent of their art is likely different. a better route here is probably to reach out to the individual, who probably wrote this portrayal out of ignorance and would most likely be open to educating themself and avoiding such portrayals in the future. this is a better response than trying to "cancel" the person completely, because it works to build community and has a much more direct impact in breaking the stigma around mental illness by educating an individual who previously internalized those stigmatized views.

when you're trying to critically evaluate a piece of media that contains something you view as potentially harmful, here are some important questions to ask:

who is making this? why are they making it? what is the stated goal of the creator(s) in creating this specific piece of media? are there any other goals that the creator is leaving unsaid?

who is the intended audience of this media? how large is that audience? in what ways is this media catered to appeal to that audience? what responsibilities does the creator hold towards that audience? will the audience response be monolithic, or is there room for varied impact amongst members of the same audience?

is this media a lecture or a conversation? is this media presenting a moral truth that i am expected to accept? or is it presenting moral questions and encouraging me to draw my own conclusions?

what role does profit play in the creation + distribution of this media? what systems of power is this media invested in upholding, if any? what institutions is this media invested in upholding, if any?

these are all questions which, depending on the answers, are going to change your evaluation on the media. this post kind of sums up what i mean, and i talk more here about when art becomes truly harmful. but also, i want to emphasize--engaging with media critically and coming to the conclusion that something is harmful is not the same thing as policing media, at least in my opinion. policing implies reinforcing set rules for how someone can or cannot create/engage with media, which doesn't allow for the necessary flexibility needed for actual critical thought. i think it's also important to note that policing typically says "if this media is Bad, you must destroy it/ignore it completely." but critically engaging with media means acknowledging harmful media when it exists, and analyzing why it exists + what it's trying to do. it also means acknowledging that not all media is going to fit cleanly into the harmful/harmless dichotomy. sometimes media will contain harmful stereotypes or stigmatizing portrayals in one sense, and really important representation or progressive ideas in another sense. other times, a portrayal that feels stigmatizing to one person will feel like representation to another. part of engaging critically with media means evaluating what it's doing as a whole and accounting for both the good and the bad. at the end of the day, we can't solve problems by refusing to engage with them at all, y'know?

[gayemeralds]

Sorry to bother you with this i love all your takes except the shadow ones </3 but speaking of him and not even as being my fave but "blorbo in law" i have to disagree and defend him. Personally as an only game enjoyer i think his character hasn't been butchered like people say at least in the games except for forces(with the infinite thing), by contrast in all the other sonic media (that sega hasn't confirm canon btw)yeah there i can clearly see the butchery and occ moments and also a lot of misinformation due to his popularity that is exaggerated that has created a distorted version of him, maybe your dislike and desinterest of him has to do more with the fans and fanon perception influence? And the fact that with his polularity he is bound to be shoved everywhere, cuz to me the distorsion about his character comes from fans and outside sonic media that are not the games.

Also it's kinda funny and not a coincidence to me your love for gerald(not that he isn't interesting but come on he didn't love shadow, that was his creation and possession to help and save maria, yeah it is a complex relationship with affection for his creation but not love)(and i can never side with the doctor frankestain archetype as a good guy) and dislike for shadow lol fhdh Anyway those are my two cents trying to see it from a more neutral position✌excuse my english

hm.

1) it’s true i fucking HATE fanon shadow. people scrape off all of his interesting personality bits to make him more palatable and shippable. often they just make him exactly like knuckles but with More Trauma and slightly Angrier and that annoys the hell out of me.

2) it is also true that i hate the marketing they do with him. i hate the sonic twitter takeovers with him. and i HATE how he’s just often shoved into places where he shouldn’t have been (ie sonic colors & sonic frontiers twitter takeovers. he wasn’t IN THOSE GAMES. why is he THERE). they’re using him as a markability tool and little else and that’s honestly a huge disgrace.

3) my main issue with game shadow and other versions of him is that i just don’t like the direction they took with his character, at the very least lore wise. i think he should have stayed dead. sa2 was a narrative best self contained. the whole amnesia plot line was fucking stupid considering sa2 was ABOUT discovering shadow’s past. why have him forget it. the alien thing is fucking hilarious but also objectively kinda dumb as well. they brought shadow back from the dead and didn’t have a cohesive story for him because his arc was already solidified in sa2 and they just. keep repeating that arc over and over again, of him being Mad and then remembering Maria’s promise and then becoming Normal. because they want to keep shadow as sonic’s edgy rival without giving him a good enough reason to be. boom & forces are the worst examples of this. that’s my main issue with him. they don’t know what to do with him- his story is basically over with but they keep bringing him back over and over for no reason.

4. there’s honestly not that much evidence to support that gerald DIDNT love shadow. he literally gives shadow a soul based on maria in sonic battle. he cheers shadow on to destroy the black arms in shadow the hedgehog 2005. i really do think that gerald did love shadow, which makes it a whole other layer of tragedy for gerald to decide his hate for humanity outweighed his love for shadow and altered his memories to destroy the world. im just not fond of the narrative that gerald never loved shadow and only thought of him as an object when i don’t particularly think that’s true. i think it erases a whole level of nuance to both gerald’s character and shadow’s frustrations. he loved you but that wasn’t enough.

5) you’re welcome to your own opinions but like. can people stop telling me im wrong. you literally don’t have to defend him to me.

[harryconcepts]

part 45

when you're literally on your honeymoon he would be like "omg you have a crush on me 😳 that's kind of embarrassing isn't it 😳😳😳" and when he's being particularly pesty you're all "im going to divorce you 🙄" and he just hugs you tighter saying "you couldn't divorce me you have too much of a crush on me 😌"

harry just being an absolute asshole to your bf but in a polite way 😌 saying "yeah we'll be going out now, you can just stay here☺️" and you're like 😌 okay 😌 maybe it's bc you don't have the courage to break up with him yet, but you know you love harry (as a friend.... right?) and you love the way he treats you, and you're starting to think about your bf less and less 😌 you're all too happy to jump up and go anywhere with harry, no matter what's going on that day or how much of a dick your bf has been, bc harry makes everything better 😌

bestie harry having sleepovers with you in literally in your bed, cuddling with you at any given moment and when your bf facetimes you harry isn't shy about the fact that he's in the frame 😌 he's all "oh hey there 😌" and your bf is soooo pissed off, saying "what the fuck is he doing in your bed?" and he's been an asshole lately so you're in the mood to make him mad so you say "oh we were just catching up on our show! we haven't been able to watch for a while so we decided to have a marathon" and he's sooo mad at that, saying "and why does he have to be in your bed for that?" and Harry's all 😌 snug and cuddled up to you 😌 he leans in so his face is in frame again and he says "it's comfy here mate, I guess you wouldn't know though seeing as you're never been in bed with her" and you're just like 😳 harry 😳 bc you didn't expect him to be so bold 😌 then your bf starts talking again and you can tell he's getting really mad, but harry just talks over him saying "that's enough from you, we're busy so call back another time" and ends the call 😌 then he kisses your forehead and says "anyways" and restarts the show 😌

harry just loves to hear you beg 😋 it's not even that he wants to be mean to you, but he teases you and edges you just bc he knows you'll start begging if he keeps it up long enough 😋 after his third time edging you that night, your face is all scrunched up and you're trying to move your hips to get him to touch you again, but he just holds your hips down and smiles at you 😋 saying "you know what you have to do baby, you know what I want to hear" and you were trying so hard to hold out bc he gets so annoying and cocky when you beg, but you know he can (and will) do this alllll night, so you decide it's best to just give him what he wants 😋 you're not answering him fast enough, so he blows a cool stream of air on you, still holding your legs open so you can't move away, and you whine and say "please, I just want you to make me cum... I've been so good for you, just please" and you're getting frustrated since he's not giving in, he looks like he's thinking about it and then he says "little more love, need to know you really want it" with the most cocky look on his face 😋 you tip your head back and whimper "please, I need you to touch me so bad- it hurts, please don't tease me anymore, just- just please!" basically babbling at this point bc you're not sure what more you can say to convince him, but finally he says "that's what i like to hear" and he gets right to work 😋

getting with harry for he first time after you broke up with your bf, he would be so feral since he's wanted you for so long 😌 he wouldn't be able to wait, he's pushing you up against the wall and grinding his hips into yours as he kisses you 😌 he's moaning against your lips from just the little bit of friction, it's all rushed and needy and he's trying to touch you all over 😌 then he decides he wants you in his bed, so he's pulling back a little and he murmurs "jump" and he catches you, your legs wrapped around his waist and your arms around his neck as he walks you to his room 😌 he keeps kissing you the whole time, almost running into a few doors but that's okay 😌 he drops you on the bed, and he pulls his shirt over his head bc he's getting a little too warm 😌 he starts sinking to his knees, and you're sitting up shaking your head and saying "what- what are you doing?" your voice a little hoarse since you haven't used it in a while 😌

and he just looks at you, then down between your legs, then back up at you with his eyebrows raised, silently saying "what does it look like I'm doing?" but your eyes are still wide, so he says "I was planning to spread your legs and taste your sweet little peach, how's that sound?" and your eyes go even wider as you stutter out "you don't- have to do that, if you don't want to- we can just skip that" and he looks confused saying "i do want to though, unless that's not something you like?" and he's looking at you needing an answer, and you're not quite sure how to explain why you're so hesitant, but thankfully he catches on pretty quick and says "ahh, your "boyfriend" never did this for you, did he?" and you shake your head, looking down cause it's a bit embarrassing, but he just ducks his head to meet your eyes and says "it's not a big deal baby, if you're not comfortable with it then we absolutely won't, but if it's something you'd ever like to try..." and he has the biggest smirk on his face when moves up to kiss you and says "I'd be more than happy to help you out with that" 😌

you stay like that for a few minutes, his tongue swiping along your bottom lip for you to let him in, making the neediest noises against each other's mouths, gripping at his shoulders to try and stay grounded amongst all the sensations 😌 then after a particularly feral moan from him you're sighing and pulling away, his eyes open and he looks confused why you stopped kissing him but before he can say anything you say "I want to" and his eyebrows furrow for a second before his mind catches up and he realizes what you're saying, his breathing falters for a moment and he says "we don't... it's okay if you don't want to, don't do it just because I said-" and you cut him off, putting a gentle hand on his cheek when you say "it's not that... i trust you, you know? i want to know what it's like, and I trust you" and he's so soft at that, knowing you feel safe with him 🥹 so he cups your hand with his own, turning his head to kiss your wrist before his sweet words turn filthy and he says "I'm going to make you cum so hard you see stars" and again you're just left slightly shocked, watching him as he starts kissing down your body 😌

he pushes you to lay down, pulling up your shorts off before he drags your legs over his shoulders so he can really get in there 😌 he starts off slow, always the tease ofc, kissing around on your inner thighs and leaving a few hickeys bc he likes to see the proof that you're his 😌 soon you're moving your hips up to try and get him closer, and he smirks saying "such a needy girl" but he decides to be nice, so he leans in and gives you what you want 😌 you gasp at the feeling, and he thinks you'll probably be moving around a lot so he puts his arm over your hips to keep you still for him 😌 you're making some quiet noises, but that's not enough for him, so he lifts his head and says "i need to hear you baby, need to know what you like" so then you're moaning a bit louder 😌 then he licks a long stripe up to your clit, and he's moaning at how good you taste, and when he purses his lips to suck on that sensitive spot that's when you really moan 😌 then he moves his other hand up and grips both of your hips instead, bc his arm wasn't doing a good enough job of keeping you still 😌 your slight movements only turn him on more bc he knows he's making you feel so good you can't help but squirm around, so he just goes at it more intensely and he's making sure you feel eeeeverything 😌

shaking his head a bit to get in deeper, and leaning forward so your legs spread open more 😌 he's moaning against you which only makes it feel better bc of the vibrations, and he just clearly knows exactly what he's doing 😌 soon you're trying to wiggle away bc it's so intense, but he's pretty sure you're close from the way you keep tensing up and the way you're getting louder and breathing more harshly so he's not about to let that happen 😌 he just grips you a little tighter, following you if you do move away at all, and sure enough soon you're gripping into his hair and gasping that you're close 😌 he keeps going, sooo intent to give you the best orgasm you've ever had, and it only takes a few more seconds before you cry out and your thighs tense up around his head 😌 you're pulling on his hair so hard it hurts a little bit, but he's not about to stop when you're feeling so good 😌 working you through it, probably just a little too long, bc he just doesn't want to stop until you're pulling him away 😌 and pretty soon you do bc it's too much, you're using your grip on his hair to move him away a bit, but he's mean so he blows a bit of cold air over you to make you gasp 😌 and you do, giving him one of the loudest sounds he's heard tonight, but he just chuckles softly and kisses your thigh before he moves back up 😌 you're pouting a bit and he kisses you, saying "sorry baby, just wanted to hear you one last time" and you nod, too enamored with kissing him to listen to his words 😌 after a few seconds you moan softly "that was so fucking good" and he smirks, biting your lip gently before he says "bet your boyfriend never made you feel anywhere near that good, did he?" and you're shaking your head so fast, whispering "never, he never- you're the best I've ever had" and he's so smug saying "that's right, and I'm not gonna let my girl forget that either" and you know you're in for a long night 😌

ugh and he would be so upset that he's so close already, but you say "it's okay, it's really hard for me to hold back when you're making me feel good, so it's okay if you're close" and he grips your hips, pulling them against his as he cums bc he just couldn't wait anymore 😌 he hides his face in your neck ofc and he's saying how sorry he is, you're shushing him and running your fingers through his hair to make sure he knows it's okay 😔 his voice is a little shaky but he says "I'm gonna- gonna make it up to you baby, I'm so sorry" and he makes sure to do just that 😌

getting into a really bad fight with your boyfriend, things escalated to the point where there's lots of yelling and you don't feel safe to stay there that night so you show up at Harry's ☹️ and ofc he welcomes you with open arms, ushering you inside quickly and getting you something to drink ☹️ probably tea bc he's British and that's what his mom always does for him when he's not feeling well ☹️ you're crying as you explain what happened, and he's so angry at your boyfriend but he's trying not to show that, bc he knows right now you need him to stay calm and comfort you ☹️ so he suggests you take a bath to help calm you down, and he puts lavender oil in the water bc it's soothing ☹️ he even puts a towel and one of his outfits in the dryer for you so they'll be warm when you're done ☹️ and when you come out, looking all cozy dressed in his clothes, and your eyes a bit red and puffy from crying, he can't help but want to scoop you into his arms ☹️ you end up on the couch together watching your favorite show, and he doesn't initiate any touching bc he's not sure if you're okay with that just yet, but soon you cuddle up to him like always and end up falling asleep on him ☹️ hes always gonna be there for you, no matter what ☹️

asking harry to be mean, and then when he does you're whining and crying bc you're not getting what you want, and he's running his thumb over your pouty lip saying "put that away baby, you asked for this" 🤕

harry checking if you're wet enough for him 🤕 he slips his fingers down and rubs your clit gently before he runs them down to your hole 🤕 he says "dripping for me, aren't you? think you're nice and ready to take my cock now" just being so mean as he teases you 🤕 or if he doesn't think you're wet enough he's tsking and saying "can't have that, can we? need to get my girl ready for me first" and leans down to spit on you 🤕 then he rubs it around with his fingers saying "that's a good girl, can see you dripping onto the sheets now" he's just obsessed and never stops talking about it 🤕

Harry looooves pleasing you 😋 it's his favorite thing to do, he loves having you spread out and vulnerable under him for him to look at and touch and kiss all over 😋 he's just obsessed with exploring your body and finding all the soft spots that make you whimper 😋 when you close your eyes he says "look at me baby, want to see your pretty eyes when I make you cum" bc he's just filthy like that 😋

it's horny hours so I'm thinking about jack eating his pretty little wife out 😔 he does it whenever you're thinking too much or arguing with him or in a bad mood, he just says "come here baby, let me please my wife, you know how good I'll make you feel" and he doesn't stop until he has your legs over his shoulders 😔

he would be so mean all the time, holding you down when you try to squirm away and saying "stop fucking moving baby, you wanted to cum so bad so now I'm gonna make you cum" 🤕🤕🤕

harry walking in on you touching yourself 😌 he's all "well well well... what do we have here?" and you're scrambling to cover yourself with the blankets and act like you weren't just doing what he knows you were doing, but he's already walking over to you and climbing onto the bed 😌 you're like "no, nothing- i wasn't..." and he just tuts and says "don't lie to me... i know you were touching yourself weren't you?" staring directly into your eyes, and you can't lie to him when he's so close so you just nod slightly, and he grins saying "that's naughty, baby" and you blush so hard it hurts 😌 you try to cover your face but he catches your hands, keeping them away from your face and he says "none of that... if you're going to be naughty, then you're going to show me how you do it" and guides your hand back down between your legs 😌 your eyes are wide and you're trying to object but he just says "go on, touch yourself... you weren't shy before I got here, so why are you so shy now? hm?" and he keeps turning his head so you have to keep looking at him 😌 hes just such a freak and he gets off on seeing you blush 😌

i think Harry is actually such an evil pest, always saying filthy things or making YOU say filthy things and then smirking as your face heats up 😌 he runs his finger over your cheek and says "so warm, baby, am i embarrassing you?" and he's all up in your face so you have to keep focusing on him & can't look away😌 then he says "hmm?" bc he's not dropping it, and you try to turn your head but he's not letting that happen 😌 he uses his fingers to grip your chin and pull your head back to look at him, saying "look at me when I'm talking to you pretty girl" 😌

thinking about harry throwing you over his shoulder 😋 he does it when you're being a pest and he just he just can't deal with it anymore, so he says "come on" and picks you up 😋

I just want harry to fuck me until i cry 😔 i feel like he would be a disgusting freak and smirk at you, saying "yeah? it's that good, baby?" and probably lean down to lick the tears off your face 😔

stop omg harry fucking you so good you're tearing up a bit 🤕 maybe you're trying a new position or angle and he's just so deep you can feel him all over 🤕 you tip your head back on the pillow and he sees a few tears slip down your face, he smirks and says "I know baby, I know" in the most gentle voice that's just a little condescending 🤕 then he leans closer and you think he's going to kiss you, but instead he flattens his tongue and runs it along your cheek 🤕which only makes you cry a little more bc you're so sensitive and overwhelmed but it just feels so good 🤕

harry taking care of you when you're drunk ☹️ he would be so amused with how floppy you are, singing randomly to him because you're pretty out of it, and he's trying so hard to get you ready for bed but you're so uncooperative ☹️ he jokingly says "calm down, or I'm gonna slip you some Benadryl" and you just think that's the most hilarious thing he's ever said, so you're laughing and then he's laughing too, and you're both just giggly and happy ☹️ he helps you take your makeup off and you keep saying "ouch" even though he's being so gentle, so he just tuts and says "you're a menace" and you say "but you love me 😁" and he says "that I do" before he kisses your nose ☹️ he carries you to bed because he doesn't trust you not to run off, and he snuggles close to you so you'll sleep sooner ☹️

or being someone who cries when you're drunk so you're just in tears saying "you're so nice to me, and you treat me so well, you're such a good boyfriend 😭" and he's just like "thank you baby, please don't cry" 😔him kissing all over your face saying "don't cry baby, hate to see my pretty girl crying" and gives you a big hug 🥹

having one of those relationships with best friend harry where you like him and he likes you, but neither of you know about the other's feelings 😌 then one night you get really drunk and he takes you home to make sure you get there safely, and while he's helping you get your makeup off and stuff you start crying 😔 he's worried he was too rough or something so he's gently touching all over you, looking for anything that might be hurting and saying "what's the matter love? what's got my girl so upset?" and you shake your head, sniffling as you say "no, there's nothing, I just really like you" and he smiles saying "yeah, I really like you too, you're my best friend" and that just makes you cry more, you say "no, i mean I like you, and i want you to be my boyfriend, but you don't even like me back" and his eyes go wide, he wraps his arms around you and shushes you gently saying "I do, I do like you back, and I'd love it if you were my girlfriend" and you say "really?" and he nods, kissing the top of your head 😔 he helps you into bed and then goes to leave, thinking he'll sleep in the guest room, but you catch his arm and when he looks back you have the most 🥺 face he's ever seen when you ask him to stay 😔 and ofc he can't say no when you're looking at him like that, and he knows you were crying only 5 minutes ago, so he climbs in next to you and lets you cuddle up to him 😔

ugh stop reminding me of Harry licking your tears away 💔 when he's made you cum three times and he's still going and you're overstimulated and so sensitive and can't help but cry but you're loving every second 💔 he's just so mean and filthy like that 💔

harry going with you to get your first tattoo 🥹he would be so sweet and supportive, he wouldn't be annoyed with all your questions or how nervous you are, but he would be so nice and explain everything so you're less anxious 🥹 he would be so excited to look through designs with you and talk about where you want it 🥹 then he ofc comes with you to the appointment, and he makes sure you have a snack beforehand and drink water the whole time 🥹 he holds your hand and tries to distract you, telling you how pretty it looks the whole time 🥹 then after he gives you lots of gentle kisses over the area and he says he's so excited to see it all healed up 🥹

getting little tattoos on all the places he likes to kiss 😋 a little H on one, a moon on another, a tiny sun somehwere else, maybe a little smiley face 😋

[lemonstars8583]

The Timothy idea was based on how almost nobody checks the drawers after the Seek chase and I wonder if Timothy can spawn there and how it gets ignored constantly.

I really hope that you never encounter The Eyes-Screech combo, I had and it WAS TGE WORST I NEARLY DIED TO THIS BULL. Halt-Screech would be fun as a concept but I am also scared (shaking hands)

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Seek and Rush, divorced over plates dgdhdhdhhffh. Seek immediately pulled out divorce papers the second Rush walked into the room because it knows Rush purposely put them up there for its inconvenience.

These two are extremely hilarious together. In the relationship, they are so stupid. Rush's brilliant (not) mega brain chucks out the dumbest idea and Seek is like, "hell yeah lets do it." This is how everyone learned Seek is fireproof after they fell into the fireplace. Constantly would set up pranks for the player by setting up traps for adding fake keys.

Now that they're divorced, they (Seek) is so fucking petty against each other. They're pretty civil but Rush can't help it but bother their ex-spouse and Seek would purposely trip Rush over even if the player gets to live.

Constant soap opera worthy fights over the dumbest things, played up for dramatics since Seek can't resist pulling out the acting and Rush eggs him on with more taunts.

It looks like they're fighting, they are fighting, but in the end it's just a fun show and there's no hard feelings after. Except the collateral damage of things when they were busy fistfighting each other.

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The Glitch as a non-canon entity is cool as a character concept. As you said, the game broke so that part of the code manifest to get anyone out as it resolves the problem.

Canonizing it would be dope but it's meant to exist outside of the game.

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Anyway I should talk about Figure and Halt because they look cool as hell. Their designs are amazing, the roblox models are great with the limitations of designs.

Halt's blue being the same as Light's making Light' advice hard to understand since players would think that it's Halt talking to them when it's Light trying to get their asses out. For a moment too long, I thought Halt was a big cat-ghost thing since I only saw their north star looking eyes an went "yep thats a cat."

And when i actually dodged Halt's teleportation and saw how they actually looks, its just a moving disco head.

The way the light moves is reminiscent of a big ol' lighthouse at night and with the human looking head, hmmm...

Im not doing figure this ask as I am brain empty.

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My my, Screech was so annoying that your brain automatically nerfed them and you proceed to bring them around like a wet kitten being carried by the neck lol

-door not-anon

YES YES first of all RIP IM SO SORRY YOU HAD TO ENCOUNTER THAT AHAHA but like yesss i see seek as like. fairly level-headed, professional, chill, UNTIL something GREATLY frustrates it and it just blows a fuse, hence the very loud banging after you complete the chases. it is MAD. rush is like. constantly energetic and usually positive but also has a hell of a temper so its like. they both understand each others situation and relate to one another but. when they get mad at each other? good lord. hide the furniture or its gonna go flying HAHA, there's no real hard feelings harbored afterward but they just both need to Get The Rage Out. sometimes it even devolves into them just having fun and throwing things. seek doesn't like to show that side of itself to many (Hide is also an exception because its very grumpy too so they have Sibling Grumpy Time™ but rush's dumbass energy is like a planet's freakin orbit it just sucks everyone in.

also YES figure and halt are so cool i love them.. i like to imagine figure and eyes are friends because. well. figure's the only one who really cant look at eyes so there's hardly any uncomfortable incidents.

ON THE TOPIC OF FRIEND GROUPS!!

hide, halt, and eyes have their own little antisocial friend group. halt doesn't like having to stare at the wall the entire time they meet up to not upset eyes but it understands. they all want people to stay away from them and not violate their boundaries, Hide not liking people in the wardrobes too long, Halt wanting privacy in its separate domain, and Eyes hating to be looked at. They all get along well.

Rush, Ambush, and Seek all make up the Chasers Club (despite the fact i headcanon rush isnt actually going after the players at all, it just wants to run but if they don't hide in time it's just like "welp if theyre in the way what am i gonna do about it" but shhh) where they all hang out and talk about successes and failures in chasing down players. They tried to invite Halt but it declined. which resulted in Rush breaking into its home and forcibly bringing it. which wasn't fun for anyone (though maybe a little funny)

uhhh random jack fact uhhh he likes to practice magic tricks but is bad at it

ummmmmm that's all i have to say i love this little headcanon exchange tho its so fun sorry for the late reply this time my brain deflated

[sincelastsession]

This is a copy and paste of what I sent my partner in NJ today because Justin called today.

"He called me an asked me if I wanted to try to ease into sexual things and did not understand how I saw that as coercive. He was obviously annoyed when i said i didn't want to do that. Got frustrated with me because clearly he viewed it a different way and couldn't see or admit that my pov was valid. Then he continued to put things on me and he himself was innocent. I went ahead and just took the blame because he kept telling me he was just trying to help me overcome that and then maybe somehow we'd be compatible. He got snappy and told me I was wrong when I was like "we just agreed the other night that it's better off we are friends and I feel that you are more focused on sex" and dude just couldn't see wtf I was trying to point out. He fucking brought up the zoo and how he felt that I was more focused on you with my phone...even when I was just tryna take pictures and just also show you and be able to share the pictures with him later...he never to begin with clarified that he wanted me to only focus on him because he originally didn't seem insecure or threatened by me talking to you...but like idk...like I just had everything put back on me. I told him he was coming across insecure and the fact that he wanted to be platonic friends but then calls me up today to ask me if I wanna work on stuff sexual aimed but then tells me that I have the wrong idea and that's not all he cared about then pointed out everything I did wrong which was just me being affectionate and myself because I was comfortable to begin with and like I in the end of this stupid fucking 3hr conversation we're gonna just be platonic friends.

I had to break down to him that I had no intention nor did I want to hurt him but I didn't agree we were compatible. Because like if my very simple trauma response of just pulling away made him feel rejected (he wouldn't admit this) was so upsetting then no he could not handle a bigger trauma response or a ptsd episode (which im on the verge of) Also my autism etc he had trouble with. I was fucking so polite in telling him he needed to find someone else and that I think he makes a better friend anyway. I'm so pissed and I have feelings of guilt because I know what rejection feels like but holy fuck. I'm absolutely crying my face off."

Followed by because I was in major hypervigiliance this message I also sent.

"I am irrationally worried that anyone I speak to right now further is going to be upset with me and I am about to shut down.

I'm also worried about you because I know you're having a difficult time and I'm mad that I'm shutting down and I wanted to show you support today and I feel like a terrible excuse for a person"

His response was "Hey, no, you’re a great person. This dude just sounds like a nightmare, is he like super young or something?" I replied with "no he's 37" he replied with "LOL oh my god" and "Yeah this is a mess"

I spoke with BFF Travis who calmed me down more, he's good at that because his brother Chris is very much like me in the overthinking and being high functioning autistic. He told me it was definitely not my fault and that dude has problems and I didn't do anything wrong and I didn't need to let him down easy and be any nicer to him.

I was very frustrated because I was having trouble articulating and fawning etc during the call with Justin. I told him it really seemed like sex focused and coercive and he just kept telling me I was wrong. I did understand his pov but he didn't understand mine and it was 3 HOURS of me explaining why we weren't compatible and just taking the blame. Then agreeing that friends was fine and apologizing over and over if he was hurt because I know how rejection feels.

This image really explains the mood.

I need to talk about this. My mind is not going to let me rest otherwise.

I need to give permission for you to speak to my mom to get a family therapy with her scheduled please.

I also need to schedule an appointment that Travis will come to. He had some things he wanted to share and I think it's a positive good idea to have him come in.

I do still have concerns over a dissociative disorder. I'd like if we can watch for that over time. I don't know what your experience is though so I understand it may not be possible.

I find that in some sessions I'm composed and the last one I know I was a huge mess but it's blurry in parts of my mind.

I'd like to draw out what I mean when I say I feel like I'm sorta strapped in and not in control sometimes. Basically a mind map but probably not a mind map you may ne thinking of. More like an actual visual of what I usually experience.

I did have a nice time at my friend's birthday Tuesday evening. It was near a little creek at highland Park. A picnic. I found a cool horse or cow tooth near the stream. The people were lovely and I'm trying to plan a day to do some art with my friend Sylvia. I also got a very good recipe for rose lemonade if you want it. 🤷🏻‍♀️

I really am tired.

I'm waiting on Hannah to call me. She's been ok. Not pulling me in her drama so far and respecting my boundaries. I like that. It makes me wonder if I'm more into women that I previously thought. On my dad's side of the family many people are queer. I've been trying to find my place in the queer community and where is safe to meet like minded people.

I'm really scared of dating apps.

I'm also just really scared to connect with people because I'm attracting people that aren't good. I'm an absolute magnet for it.

Travis told me as an addict in recovery that because of what I've been through and because I'm kind and I miss cues that people are gonna take advantage of my kind nature. I don't think I'm that kind but the census with most friends has been that I am indeed a kind worrywort.

If I drink I just basically turn into a mom and this was pointed out to me. So that's sorta telling.

The people pleasing has to be murdered Joshua. I feel like that will be incredibly difficult.

I feel like my interrupting is triggered by something but also I believe it's neurological because I spoke to my mom who said it's not a thing I've always done. It's hard to pinpoint where that started. It was definitely over 28yrs old for sure. I think it was due to abuse but I did back then get laced weed from someone who wasn't my safe dealer...that's when I took a drug store test popped for PCP and COKE. I'm terrified that it may have fucked my brain up. Other than that I think it was just my dad being a miserable angry abusive person, Me having not irl friends at that time because Kelley and several friends passed and I was isolated and there was lots of insane stuff.

Anyway I'm missing comedy night now because today went batshit sideways and I'm trying so hard to decompress. I haven't smoked my medical weed yet but a bowl and a bubble bath are sounding nice.

I'm hoping that we are going to continue working together. I do need gentleness very badly and currently cannot take tough love style.

I do at some point want to chat abt the ketamine treatment after I speak to my psychiatrist again to see if it really would be ok and when would be a safe time to go get those treatments.

If you aren't doing EMDR with me and do find me difficult. Could you help facilitate helping me find an EMDR therapist.

Lobotomy is last on the list. (Sorta joke)

Like this is gonna sound so ridiculous but sometimes I wish I could just take my brain out and just put it in a gentle cool bath and pat it dry and plop it back in there.

The stellite ganglion blocks (sp?) Are of great fascination to me and if I could just afford to go get it done to give my brain a goddamn break I would.

Some people have good results with those.