#dont yall fuck this up anymore than you already have

[snekdood]

the only way i could be anonymous online at this point is if i deleted everything and stopped caring about my comic and gave up and stopped trying, and while that is tempting sometimes, im honestly just too dedicated to my characters and honestly myself and defending myself and my own dignity to do that.

[feralthembo]

five comfort characters, five tags

making a new post bc the one @chosoyukiism tagged me in was ten miles long and i dont play that game 😂 in no particular order bc the intensity of my fixations varies day to day, moment to moment. im not sorry for how long this got.

ok so basically half the jjk cast for different reasons but i really focus on gojo bc we have the same mental illness frfr (i hit him with the cluster b hammer so hard yall dont even know) anyway this one is like 6 guys in one plus gojo as the actual pick

krobus (stardew valley). hes just a guy with no discernable gender and you can shack up with him aro style its great im having a blast.

speaking of characters that hit me in the trauma disorders: Diva (blood+) is the epitome of god forbid eternal girlchildren women do anything

in this same category of blorbo is a twofer because they share the same name and hit the same issues of the paternal variety. claudia from interview with a vampire and claudia from the dragon prince. theyre so mecore it hurts and i dont need to elaborate, anyone whos been around for more than 5 minutes knows whats up here

ok yeah i would be straying too far from my roots if i didnt mention izuru kira from bleach ive been insane about him since forever thats my emotional support corpse cyborg

honorary mention to sasori and deidara from naruto, shizuo and izaya from durarara, and fucking.... aizen??? from bleach??????? i will not be elaborating on that last one anymore than i already have.

anyway people i know love chances to talk about blorbo (you dont have to be as verbose as i was): @renthony @seeveekat @fractoluminescence @criminal-sen @seasparrow

[bahrtofane]

bruised knuckles

 Jude x gender neutral!reader 

While it’s not that surprising that a last minute party invite leads to a fight, Jude carrying you out was a little bit of an overkill 

Word count - 1.5K+ 

Watch it - physical fight, pretentious male character, bruised knuckles mentioned like once. i am so unserious for writing this yall

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“That doesn’t make any sense though. “ You scoff idly playing with the rings adorning your fingers. Most gifts from Jude. 

Speaking of, He sits next to you on a sleek black couch. The both of you got dragged away to some party by his teammates on what could’ve been a lazy weekend at home. He got a call way too early than what was socially acceptable on a weekend, (it was 10 am), and was begged to come along. You were already getting up groaning at the whining coming from his phone. Blame it on being half asleep or unaware but you both mumbled a promise to be there and went back to bed. 

So here you are at a party hosted by god knows who in a now packed hotel, god knows where.

You know Jude doesn't like going to these. He calls them a poor excuse to show off and boost egos. You agree, it's all a ruse to see who can drop the most on champagne or bring the model with the most followers home. All just to have pixelated pictures of yourself blasted on social media 

You couldn’t even call it a party to be honest, there’s a crowd jumbling together in an attempt to dance and music blaring from somewhere. It's more of a bad linkedin meetup. Dim lighting flickering poorly and cups strewn carelessly on the floor. It’s lame and you can’t wait to leave. His teammates that dragged the two of you here have long since abandoned the two of you to do.., actually you have no idea what any of them are here for, nor do you care. 

You just continue to sip on your water and try to keep yourself entertained. It's not going very well. 

The guy you're in conversation with sits on an identical couch across from you rolls his eyes, “Of course you don’t understand. I don’t expect you to understand the complexity of such a topic. “

Judes been pretty silent this whole time, watching the exchange. He understands you prefer to handle things yourself and respects that fully. He won’t take that away just to tell someone off. Though the second you ask he doesn't have a problem getting in anyone's face. 

Now his hand moves to your thigh gently squeezing it, a warning to keep things in check for the night. He knows that you can get into more trouble than you care for sometimes. Spurring into action faster than you can actually process what you're doing. 

You dont want to give him anymore bad press but holy fuck is this guy youre talking to an ass hole. You don't even know how he spotted you in the almost pitch black room. He smiled and asked for a picture with the two of you, and had gotten agitated when you declined. 

“At least give me conversation.” He pleaded.

And so here you are. You regretted the choice about 20 minutes ago. 

Your eyes narrow as you clench your teeth. “Listen I don't care for pretty arguments on topics that are in my jurisdiction ”

The man, who’s name you long forgot, just shakes his head and takes a long drink from his red solo cup. 

“I seriously doubt that. You dress like that and expect anyone to take you seriously like come on. “ He snickers. 

Jude tenses next to you and you try your best to calm the both of you down. Jude isn't one to start fights per say but he's not 6’1 (give or take) for nothing. Reputation be damned. 

You breathe deeply trying to resist the urge to beat his ass right then and there. The cheap laser lights only make your head hurt. Jude rubs circles on your thigh, you settle for a quick response instead. 

“What I wear doesn’t mean shit. I look good. What the fuck you have going for you? “ 

“A diploma ?? I don’t think you have one of those do you.”

Your patience is wearing thin, knee bobbing up and down harshly as you try and focus your attention away from him.

Jude stands, gently nudging your shoulder. It's time to leave. And you agree. No worth entertaining this any longer.

Just as you stand, taking Judes outstretched arm with a smile, setting your cup down on the table.  You get one last retort that truly sends you reeling. 

“Oh yeah walk away,” he begins, using his cup to point at you both. When you dont reply he chooses to get up, following you around the table and back into the dance floor. 

“Let the money maker drag you away,” He yells, grabbing into your arm and yanking it back it almost knocks you off your feet“ So worthless compared to him you don't-”

You don’t let the man finish, rushing from your seat to slam him onto the floor. His drink splashes on your chest as you meet the slippery brown hardwood with a loud thud. Your body jerks with heavy force, ears ringing, but you don’t let up. Trapping his legs under your weight, one arm forcing his hands down while the other lands blows into his face. A crowd has gathered, you know that much, the bass that’s been shaking the floor has stopped as people are clamoring around to get a better look. 

That all fades in the next few moments, passing in a blur as the man under you tries desperately to get up with no avail. You're clawing at whatever you can reach, tufts of his hair in between your fists while he yells so harshly you think his voice is about to give out. 

He manages to land a kick haphazardly to your lower stomach, which makes you groan just enough for your grip to loosen and for him to begin to slip away.

Just as you get a good grip on him again you're lifted on the ground watching him skimper away, heaving deep breaths as he grips a couch arm rest. You thrash trying to slip away from the arms but you're caught all too soon. You're yelling at the man, spitting venom. Though the exact words are less clear at this point. 

When you walk out from the blaring lights, you have half the mind to realize you're in a familiar set of arms. Wrapped around to keep you steady, swinging you over their shoulders. Jude. 

The adrenaline rushes through you, blurring the party and its noise out of focus. You do realize you're heading down stairs and outside, the cool night air like a hotel AC on summer vacation, a little bit of an overkill. But it does good to bring you back to reality. 

“You're going to get quite the reputation if you keep this up. “ He sighs, amusement in his voice. 

You have half the mind to respond with a slap to his back. “Yeah well next time bitches need to know not to try me. A reputation wouldn’t even be that bad for me. Might be bad for you“ 

He pats your back gently and continues down the curb, softly setting you down when you reach your car. You lean against the passenger door, wiping the sweat off your face and checking for any major damage across your body. There are none, just bruising on your knuckles. Dude couldn’t even get one proper hit in. The aftermath of your actions sets in and you groan, rubbing your temples. 

Jude gives you a small smile, gently taking your hand in his. You look at him fondly, if it weren’t for him you really don’t know what you would do at this point.

“I'm sorry. This is going to be all over twitter in an hour fuck.” You apologize. 

“He deserved it. Doesn't matter what they say they weren't there.”

You shake your head, “i need to do better, this is just gonna come back to you. I guarantee you everyone was recording.”

“They can think and do what they want.”

“Jude…”

“No more talk of that. Are you okay? Did he hurt you?” taking your hands and giving then a once over.

“No baby. Im fine.”

“Thank god.”

“I'm really really sorry, love.” you mutter.

He fixes your outfit, gentle tucking and rearranging the fabric back into place. “I told you baby, it's really fine. He was disrespectful and passed the limit.”

“Do you think he'll press charges?”

“I'm not sure. But for now dont worry okay? I got you. He touches you first anyway”

“Okay,” you breath out. 

“Eduardo’s getting your stuff, he’s gonna be here in a sec. “ He tells you softly. 

You nod your head and lean onto his shoulder, “The carrying me out was a little bit of an overkill babe.” you play with the buttons on his shirt. Trying to find at least a little light in the situation. 

He snorts, “if I didn’t you would’ve mauled the guy.” 

You shrug in response. Maybe you should lay off parties for a while if they keep ending like this. 

[cl6udias]

AIN’T NOBODY’S BUSINESS P.2

summary: charlie bushnell and reader have a secret relationship that isn’t exactly secret anymore…

warnings: fem reader, fluff, a few curse words, haters hating, possibly bad writing, as always if i forgot any let me know

therealbambi: art is so therapeutic when the world is so chaotic

comments:

diorgoodjohn: WHEN SHES A ARTIST>>>>

user36: not dior simping over y/n

charliebushnellupdates: STOP USUALLY CHARLIES ALREADY IN HER COMMENTS WTF DID YALL DO😔 IF THE RUMORS RUINED THEM ILL RIOT

y/nupdates: your to real

charliebushnellupdates: y/n and charlie update accs unite 🙏

user99: girl y/n basically confirmed the rumors we ain’t ruining anything

leahsavajeffries: I NEED TO SEE THESES IN PERSON

therealbambi: SOON I PROMISE IM TRYING TO FINISH UP A FEW THAN ILL SHOW YOU

user1989: why is no one talking about the photos of y/n and maybe charlie????

y/niswifey: FRR I WAS LOOKING THRU THE COMMENTS AND NO ONE IS AND I WAS CONFUSED

user1989: FR LIKE HUH IM IN SHOCK LIKE WHAT IF MY BF AND MY GF ARE DATING?!?

haterngl: i hope not💀

user1989: GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE NOBODY CARES WHAT YOU THINK

celebupdatess: y/n l/n and charlie bushnell seen at a art event together tonight

comments:

charliebushnellupdates: STOPP HIM HOLDING HER STOP😔 I LOVE THEM EVEN

y/nupdates: CAN THEY ADOPT ME?!? LIKE ILL DO ANYTHING

user69: them just messing around and playing knowing they have paparazzi taking there photos is everything

user99: no because y/n has always been like this with the paparazzi she dont care and i love her for it

hater156: keep him away from y/n please and thank you

haterngl: no keep her away from charlie

user1989: BOTH OF YOU GO AWAY NOBODY GIVES A FUCK WHAT EITHER OF YOU THINK

user13: how long do yall think it will take for one of them to confirm the rumors

user03: is it even technically a rumor atp

user13: nahh but i want one of them to say something

now playing: nobodys business by rihanna

iamcharliebushnell: and it ain’t nobody’s what?!?

comments:

*the comment section has been limited*

therealbambi: AND IT AIN’T NOBODY’S BUSINESS !!

diorgoodjohn: FINALLYYY

iamcharliebushnell: i knew you were waiting for this

leahsavajeffries: yall are so cute💗

therealbambi: thank you leah🩷

walkerscobell: LMAO wait yall are dating

leahsavajeffries: walker…you knew this

TAG LIST:

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AUTHORS NOTE: i made this while helping my mom make dinner and now im posting it while eating some tamales 🙏 ALSO CAMILA AND SHAWN PAPARAZZI PHOTOS HAVE BEEN LIFE SAVERS WHEN I COMES TO COUPLE PAPARAZZI PHOTOS

[cios-correct-opinions]

@evilkaeya @aaabatteryy @starrynightarchive

see my other post about this here

to tl;dr this: when it comes to fandom and content creators, ppl tend to make content of the characters they already love and thus think about most often, which leads to, at times, male characters getting genderbent into women either thru cis or trans hcs, bc they are both genderbending, thats the definition of the term bc youre changing their gender, and getting mad at people for not, in your opinion, "appreciating" the female characters enough, is not doing anything except making people feel bad for not having the "correct" feelings about a character at best, or making them actively angry and thus fueling them to create more of that thing you hate out of spite at worst (for you anyway, not for the people who like it).

this doesnt mean they dont give a shit abt the other characters who arent their faves, but to create a work of art, you need to be able to like. care enough to do it. and that requires more care than just a general enjoyment or appreciation of a character, especially if the work in question is time intensive/would be time intensive, like writing a chapter fic/thousands of words long oneshot, or making a fully rendered piece of art, etc. obvi this will depend on the skill and energy levels of the artist we're talking about but yknow, on a general scale

op of this post blocked me so i cant respond directly on it but, for context

first of all: i'm not illiterate but i'm beginning to think some people on this post might be, given this response, because it is so clearly Not what i was talking about it's a little wild, actually!

also i hate to tell yall this, but the reason you don't often see people genderbending female characters to male anymore is bc of the spread of radfem ideology thru fandom spaces like wildfire. ppl genuinely lose their shit when ppl even have transmasc or trans man headcanons for characters assumedly cis female in the source material (which is genderbending btw. them being trans doesnt mean it isnt genderbending anymore you are still changing their gender thus it is genderbending thats the definition fellas) bc they fucking hate men and the idea of men existing

sorry not sorry but if you get mad at ppl who genderbend female characters into transmascs/trans men (transmascs aren't always genderbends, bc you can be transmasc and also a woman, but i digress/for the sake of brevity...) and go "you're TAKING AWAY a GOOD FEMALE CHARACTER!" i need you to stop for a second and consider why these people - most of whom are trans men/transmascs themselves - might be doing that to a character they like.

9/10 times when i see a cis genderbend of a male character to be female, the person doing it is a cis woman. when i see genderbends, of any kind, of a female character to be male or masc? it's almost always done by a trans man and/or a transmasc. and inevitably, they are almost always dogpiled for it with disgusting levels of hate. i've seen it happen so many times i stopped attempting to count a long time ago

don't come up here saying "you NEVER see-" because actually i see all of those things happen all the time. ppl love genderbending men characters into women, or emasculating/demasculinizing/feminizing them in order to make them personally more appealing, or saying "[mlm ship] would be better if it was two girls/wlw/two fem-aligned/etc" all the fucking time. and while i realize this is often a way for the people who say this to like, try to lash out at common misogynistic/lesbiphobic/transmisogynistic/etc sentiment irl, in doing so, they are not doing it in a way that allows for a nuanced understanding of their fellow fandom-goers. they make blanket sweeping statements and then dogpile people who disagree

the moment you start treating entire demographics of people as if they are a hivemind or a single identity, the moment you decide that something "never" happens bc you personally have not seen it? youve already lost any possible chance you mightve had at making a good point

[jadeittic]

HS + Y/I: 2022 (SERIES)

EXTRA (7) -- completely forgot about this account 💀 i'm back tho! (i think)

PREVIOUS. NEXT.

HARRY STYLES + PLATONIC!EX-1D MEMBER!FEM!READER

WARNINGS: i apologise for the countless changes of face claims! it's so hard finding pics for just one fc :((

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celebnews “I’m quite nervous right now, can you tell? Dear Trevor Noah, why did you have to get sick?! Seriously, I feel like I’m going to pass out right this second. Adele is literally looking at me, I can’t handle this”. — YN LN at the Grammy’s 2023.

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celebnews Harry Styles and YN LN performing As It Was at the Grammy’s!

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ynrrymoments “We would’ve never been here, right at this moment, if it weren’t for all of you. Words can’t explain how thankful we are. You all deserve the world, thank you, so much for this”. — YNRRY at the Grammy’s!

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i don’t even know where to start, this year has been so beautiful to us. you’ve all been so beautiful to us. we didn’t know where to start, and you all were there. we’re still in shock of what happened. harry is literally eating the pizza we didn’t manage to eat at the event. we’re just in disbelief, thank you. thank you, so so much. i love u i love u i love i love u

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[everyscreentoobeseen]

Hold on, why do yall think Stede's choice to kill Ned was a WHIM?????

First of all, this isnt the first time Stede got someone killed. Chuancy was an accident, but he did use the stun move. All of ep 2 s1 was about Stede learning how to deal with it. He still feels bad but as he told the natives. He dosen't feel bad that Chauncey is dead. His crew was under threat. So he stopped Badminton from hurting them. His bad feelings came from somewhere else.

Nighel Badminton got himself killed but it did make Stede run back home and face his problems. When he does go back home he tells the other rich guys.

"I've seen death. Been the cause of it. It changes you."

He already knows what it's like be a killer!

But everytime it wasn't his choice. The Badmintons were accidents. He never got to actually choose to be a killer.

That's why when Ned Low invaded his "safe space ship", captured his crew (family) and tortured not only them but also The Love of his Life, Making it into a fucked up PERFORMANCE! All his life bullies found fun in torturing him. Why would this guy be any different.

Hell yeah he was ready to kill him.

Of course, this time he gets to choose. This is not him using a stun move. He is now the conducter of Ned's death and he'll be damned if it's not done His Way.

He's not gonna stab him. It's not gonna be messy. It's not gonna be fast like a gunshot or a stab through the head.

He is going to make Ned SUFFER. Force him to walk the plank. Throw his precious violin in his face and let him drown. It's clean. It's poetic. It's outsourcing the big job to nature. Just like killing spiders.

But Ned continues to demean him. "You know once you kill me your a real pirate. Your not an amateur anymore." Even after everything Stede has been through. Not matter how much he's grown, the world still thinks he's playing at pirating.

The Badmintons dont count.

EVEN ED THINKS SO!

"Once you've killed in cold blood. You cant come back."

Well Chuancy's death was cold blooded wasn't it? Stede snuck him from behind. The boat fire that he caused isn't enough either. When Ed burns a boat, it's murder. But when Stede does it it's "quirky". Stede ALREADY considered himself a killer but NO ONE ELSE DOES. (not even the fandom apparently.)

Yes, he wanted to prove himself. But I don't think that was the thought process until Ned brought it up.

Stede did not hesitate on Ned's death until the others made him question himself. He was completely set on making sure Ned wasn't a threat to his ship. He was so sure of making him walk the plank. It was PLANNED from the moment he put the plank down and the other boat left. What's one more death? But then everyone was treating him like a innocent child?? Like he's doing something unlike him?

He HAD TO PROVE to everyone in that moment that he could kill Ned because no one RECOGNIZED that he was ALREADY a killer.

Him killing Ned became a point to make once he realized there was even a point to be made.

The only reason that he felt even a little bad about it was because Ed asked him not to. He felt like he let Ed down. That maybe Edward like Stede Bonnet, Landed Gentry Pretending to Be A Pirate more than Stede Bonnet, Real Pirate. Because he realized how much he's changed. No more Gentleman, now he's just a Pirate.

That's why he Sped Things Up with Ed. He wanted Ed to prove that he could handle not so innocent Stede FUCKING Bonnet. That he wouldn't leave Stede after seeing this new side of him. He gets consent and then goes on to have the man of his dreams after saving him. How romantic male lead of him.

Of course the NEXT FUCKING DAY HE GETS TOLD IT WAS A MISTAKE!!!! THAT HE'S NOT READY FOR "WHATEVER THIS IS".

How on earth was Stede not supposed to take this as "I dont like the you that isn't soft, isn't insecure, isnt in need of protection." That Ed is leaving to become a fisherman because he cant stand Stede being the messy one for once in his life.

Maybe it was trauma. Maybe it was a show of toxic masculinity. But dont pretend like Stede did it on a WHIM.

[renzieluvsvt]

fall in you

pairing: bsf!joshua x reader

genre: angst, fluff

word count: 1K

summary: you have been falling for your childhood best friend!joshua. you are sure that your feelings wont be reciprocated so what turns will it take when you decide to completely avoid and forget him?

warnings: reader losing pet dog, kissing (is that even a warning? lol)

a/n: tysm anon for this request!! i enjoyed coming up with the plot for this;)) but so sorry as it took me so much time to post it.

anw, hope yall enjoy this one too!! will keep on posting as much as i can :))

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

"will you still not talk to me?", joshua asked you aka his best friend with whom he hadn't spoken to for several months because of some reason he wasn't aware of. the two of you had been friends since childhood, grew up knowing each other's secrets, grew up together even during the lowest points of lives but as of now, the both of you were standing in the living room of your dorm. you hadn't spoken to him for six months already. during the first month, he excused you by thinking that you were probably tired with the classes. during the second month, he was hurt that you didn't agree to meet him anywhere else whenever he tried to clear things out. it was the third month where you finally refused to even look at him in the uni. it hurt him to see you avoiding him.

whenever he tried approaching you, you always changed your path. it suprised him how his "best friend" started leaving him on delivered or sometimes on seen in the fourth month. his phone calls were totally ignored by you in the fifth month. and finally, in the sixth month you started treating him as a pure stranger.

he couldn't take this shit anymore. even if he spent hours in a day to reflect and look for some reasons that could have possibly got you upset— he still couldnt find one. that was when he eventually decided to go to your dorm and confront you. he had been refraining himself from visiting your dorm so that he wouldn't get in trouble for getting into a girl's dormitory but he was left with no choice afterall.

"can you fucking look at me atleast?", he said in anger as you tested his patience. you still continued folding your dried laundry. your actions hurt him. alot. being avoided by his bestfriend was already hurting him but the reason that hurt him the most was he couldn't have any sort of explanation about it.

"joshua, im asking you for the last time, can you please leave right now?", you spatted out with not much any emotions but one could surely hear the crack in your voice. you wanted to sink ten feet under the ground as you realised how your voice cracked. you wished that he didn't figure that out but you were wrong. he heard you and knew you were on the verge of breaking down. "please tell me y/n and i'll work on myself to not disappoint you anymore", he pulled you by your arms so that you could turn to his direction but you swatted away your arm from his grip. with anger.

as you finally faced him, he looked deeply into your eyes as if to find the answers you were hiding but all he could see was your tears welling up your eyes. he stared at you worriedly as a tear rolled down your face.

"why do you want me back in your life? just so you can hurt me again by telling me about your new flings?", you spoke out finally. yes, he heard that right. yes, he was understanding it right too. you saw him more than a friend. you wanted your relationship with him to be more than best friends. "yes! i go crazy everytime i hear you blabber about your crushes and dates", you said with tears in your eyes. you simply couldn't bottle it up today. "joshua, i fell for you even before i could know", you continued. "i dont know when it j-just happened. was it when you caressed my hair while appreciating me when i felt insecure about myself after i was cheated on by my boyfriend or was it when you didn't leave me alone when i was left heartbroken after i lost my dog? or was it when you spoke words you probably never meant with the eyes that seemed to be in love with me?", you managed to pour out your feelings in words finally.

"l-listen to m-me y/n....", joshua stuttered. he was speechless. not because of your sudden confession but because he finally knew that his feelings were reciprocated! "josh, im sorry but i cant stay friends with you. it hur-", before you could even complete your sentence he pulled you in for a kiss.

he cupped your cheeks and deepened the kiss with his eyes shut. you couldn't process what had just happened but when he bit your lower lip for a response, you gave in. it felt like heaven to kiss your best friend crush. he parted away from the kiss just to have you chase his lips. he chuckled. but soon he took a look at you as his big hands still kept your cheeks cupped.

"you have no idea how much i've loved you", you stare at him in disbelief. "y/n, i had already fallen for you since our middle school but never had the courage. i always ended up worrying about losing you if i ever got you as my lover. i was worried about not having you in my life if anything would go wrong", he continued. "you dont know how crazy you got me for yourself which had me to date a few times just to move on from you. but here you were, getting jealous of them", he said. "i wasn't jealous",you said as you hit him on his shoulders lightly in protest. the both of you laughed.

"y/n?", he called your name out with his sweet voice. "hmm", you responded while meeting his eyes. "will you be my girlfriend?", he asked you with your cheeks still cupped in his hands. as you heard those words, another tear rolled down your face but this time you had a smile on your face. "sure josh", you said with a smile and another tear rolling down your face in the same time. you were overjoyed.

he kissed you deeply to express the love that he had been hiding from you which had caused you so much pain. "i love you josh", you managed to say in between the kiss. "i love you more", he said while he pulled you closer to him by waist without breaking the kiss. the past six months were hard on you but all you could say was that it led to the best thing that could ever happen to you.

you felt lucky and so did joshua to have realise that you would always be by his side. forever. he promised to never let you go.

꘎♡━━━━━♡꘎

[fuck-customers]

🎂(8/21/23) This will be a bit long but now that I don't work at the bakery anymore I felt like sharing the list of things that customer's did that genuinely irked me amongst other feelings:

Things customers do or say at work that make me want to commit a war crime (+ my thoughts I can't say outloud):

"I want to get one of everything. 🤪" (Fun fact, 1 of everything is about $100)

"I'm shouldn't even be in here right now." (Then why are you???)

"I'm breaking my diet for this." (I don't care.)

I shouldn't be eating this I'm diabetic." (I have family that's diabetic. Please actually take care of yourself. 😐)

Does __ count for the B5G1F?" (No, it's actually only the vanilla cake squares. /s)

"Can I have one of that and one of that?" (The name. Is on the display case. SAY THE GOD DAMN NAME.)

"Are yall still open?" (You were able to open the door weren't you? You were able to step inside…weren't you??)

"Wow I got here just in time huh?"

(Yeah. You did. Now hurry the fuck up.)

after paying for the things they've already wanted "Can I actually get _ too?" (I can't really tell you no but holy shit why did you just now think of this?)

after paying for their things they proceed to look at all the merchandise and find something else "I'm gonna get this too." (Of course you are. 😐)

points at the devil's food cake, which is clearly labeled "Is this a brownie?" (Does it look??? Like a brownie??? If you move to your left about 4 feet you'll see actual brownies.)

"Can I get a devils food cake square?" "With which icing?" "…what do you mean?" "We have 3 different icing flavors for the devils food cake. Which icing?" "Oh. Chocolate. :)" (Fuckin- you can clearly see that we have 3 different icing flavors on display why is this so hard.)

"I don't get how you can work in here." (I need a paycheck and I get a good discount.

Also after a while you get bored of all the sugar.)

"I wouldn't be able to work in here. I'd eat everything. Haha" (Haha, yeah, I bet you would. 🙄)

literally anyone who comes in reeking of weed (…can you don't though? Idec that you smoke but why are you coming in when it's so strong???)

"Can I get a pint/quart of this flavor of ice cream?" (…why. I hate making pints and quarts its stupid and if the ice-cream is super frozen it's an actual pain in the ass.)

any family of 5+ that comes in all wanting ice cream (Please go away.)

"Can I get the pieces that have a lot of icing?" (Not really, cause the baker spread it pretty thin.)

*grown adult gets pouty when they realize that the cake squares I gave them had a

thinner layer of icing than the display* (Much like when you were a kid, pouting doesn't help. Do you want the cake or not?)

someone asks how good a certain item is I generally say it's pretty/really good. "Oh, its just pretty good?" (Yeah, cause I'm not a huge fan of that item. But you might like it cause, you know, different taste.)

Literally anyone who doesn't know the pick up name for a cake, or any details about the cake.

Wanting a fondant cake with a 24 hour notice and getting upset when we can't do it (fondant takes a least 2 days to dry)

People who forget which store they placed their order at. (We only have 2 locations????)

People who don't understand that we close early on Sundays.

People who leave the store reeking of weed. Like, the smell stays for like 5 minutes.

People who come in for a specific flavor that

we've never made. And get upset that we dont/wont/can't make it.

Everyone who doesn't understand that pumpkin spice and carrot cake are seasonal flavors that replace each other during the year. (And no. We can't just make you a carrot cake cake during pumpkin spice season because we physically don't have the ingredients.)

Everyone who doesn't understand the big 5 get 1 free deal.

People who try to open the door an hour before we open or an hour before we close and look visibly upset when they see me not move to let them in like we arent???? Open???

People who don't even try to open the door at our smaller store and think we're closed when we are open. (And people are often inside.)

People who try to hold a conversation for way too long

People who don't take an extra 2 minutes to look for what they want before asking me

where it is only for it to be a foot to their left.

People who dawdle at closing time.

People who leave their phone/cask/card in their car and have to run out to get it. They normally don't notice until their rung up.

People who try to break a $100 bill within the first hour of being open then get surprised when we don't have enough change to do that.

One of the worst interactions I had was in the bakery. This lady asked me if the strawberry cheesecake was good. I said "if you like strawberry it is." I guess that offended her somehow and she made it her mission to see my try a piece so I can tell her if it's good.

The problem with her plan is I'm allergic to strawberries. She was not having any of my "lies" and found anyone and everyone one and told them I am a horrible worker because I refused to "accommodate her request." She eventually ran into the only douche canoe manager we had at the time and got him to start insisting I try a bite to make her happy. I ended up just walking out on the rest of the shift and he tried to write me up. HR forced him to drop it when I threatened to sue.

-Rodney

[restlesschilled]

TMagP 013

Note: As Always, I am a backer so this was written 23 April, 2024 and scheduled to be posted on 25 April, 2024

oh god its another episodes written by Alex

awww thanks odin <3

Im dreading this

PRE STATEMENT/ CASE

OHHH DATE TIME

THE FLIRTING

This is so cute but i cant trust it because alex wrote it

"that you dont know how cute you are" adshfjagdhflakshdf

WERE STARTING WITH THE BIG STUFF

"hi im from an alternate universe"

CELIA IS A MOM

JACK IS HER BABY

"i had a while few years when I first moved here"

IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TO CELIA OR JACK I WILL RIOT

HOW DARE

SHES A SINGLE MOM

"that depends on your baggage. DISH"

"they were the first ones that didnt want me" oooooooo\

Alice's Parents are dead good to know

"most pathetic vague post shes ever scene"

"more wine" "please"

LENA OFFICE

GWEN MY POOR BABY

"is it my fault?"

MY POOR PRECIOUS GIRL

"were managing the bad guys" FUCK

CASE

this hold music is a BOP

i had to stop and have my friend explain public school in England to me because that is not the same thing as American public schools

oh lovely a "fiance guy"

a hedge fund guy what i mean is a hedge fund guy

Why in gods name, would you use experimental setting on a hedge fund/ investing app… when you have no idea what it does and it has a shit tone of disclaimers??? i get being desperate but that's just stupid

also the irony of this guy saying hes a good person when hes betting on people failing with hedge funds

do people even steal phones anymore?

i feel like they are not worth all that much and just have to many ways to tack them for it to be worth anything unless you are targeting someone specifically

yeah i figured they might have targeted him

im pretty sure this would qualify as inside trading somehow

betting against your own company and than tanking the company is very illegal

pretty sure betting you'll have a shit time and then making sure you have a shit time would be the same thing

basically this man is committing insurance fraud... but through a hedge fund

it just occurred to me hes calling from the hospital that's what the beeping is

also vertigo mentioned

he was attack by computer bugs lol

shitty "finance guy" gets whats coming to him asmr

post statement

okay i know sam probably mean "be professional" like stop with the flirting

BUT WHEN YOU SAY IT LIKE THAT I SOUND LIKE YALL HAVE BEEN HOOKING UP AFTER WORK SOMETIMES.

HAVE YALL BEEN HOOKING UP?

this is how i choose to interpret this this is my new head canon( it was already kinda my head canon)

But if you ever ask me to be professional again, I'm going to have to take a shit on your desk." ALICE

"you signed the official secrets act in your onboarding. And I know all your school friends say treason's 'bussin'' and 'fire', but it won't look good on your CV." i love her so much

"its fine when I say it"

this episode really said fuck capitalism didn't it

also do week need to talk about the fact that celia's son is named Jack Ripley like jack the ripper

WAIT A SECOND JACK IS A NICKNAME FOR JOHN/JON

DID SHE NAME HER SON AFTER JON?

[maukiki1-but-cringefail]

i swear to fucking god im not a hater but if i see another fucking badly-made thumbnail boring neurotypical straight guy with lame monotone voice talking over buncha mfb clips video of the worst metal fight beyblade takes ive ever seen with the unfunniest jokes im gonna rearrange the DNA sequence of the closest person to me to that of a Doto greenamyeri nudibranch because i swear to god just shut the fuck up.

how the fuck do you meatheads base how much you like a character over powerscaling and win ratio. would you prefer a wild bear over your own mother because the bear is stronger than her? thats how you fuckin sound like. i gotta rant this shit out because i had enough if i hear another fucking "ryūga da goat🥶🐐" "beyblade really is that serious🤣" "This show is so acoustic😵" "did you know that moses split the sea with a be-" WE FUCKING KNOW THE WHOLE WORLD KNOWS AT THIS POINT. ALSO IF YOU DEADASS USE AUTISM AS AN INSULT LET ALONE USE THE WORD ACOUSTIC OR ARTISTIC FOR IT STAY 7 KILOMETERS AWAY FROM ME AND ALSO DONT WATCH METAL FIGHT BEYBLADE EVERYONE IS GAY AND AUTISTIC YOU KNOW WHY⁉️ which cishet neurotypical out there makin spinning tops fight with neon green or blue whateverthefuck hair half the cast looks like they been hiding in closet before their debut episode.

PRIME example of these bad takes is , because of powerscaling again the hate on masamune ? i thought people hated him because they thought he was annoying (like how i did when i first watched it when i was little) (FOUR YRS OLD) and like id get that as in he talks alot or whatever but people hate him because. fucking. "he has a low win ratio and claims to be the number one blader" BITCH THATS A 15 YR OLD. or like around that age somewhere you get the point. so what if the taco doritos colour palette guy a little confident in himself bitch you hate fun you hate sillyness. people also use him as like a tool to praise kenta? constantly i see takes like "kenta is like masamune if masamune didnt suck" or something as in they both try to rise to the top and get stronger but one of them doesnt talk shit like did you know you can praise a character without putting down the other one motherfucker. another one is "masamune isnt a legendary blader because he talks shit but cant actually back it up" Hey my brother in Allah lets play a little game. which one of the fucking legendary bladers talks big about himself. you have ten seconds. 10...9...8....KING. KING IS RIGHT THERE .

also saw someone say damian shouldve been a legendary blader⁉️⁉️mf that boy was on rearrangement stereoids the effects of that wouldve already worn off by the time of metal fury how does that even WORKK😭😭 he was probably off with 3 big fucking pet dogs to eat custard pudding or sumn idk .Ryūga dickriding has been a thing for for ever but right now for some reason people decided they didnt talk about that guy enough. theres so many videos on him guys there are other characters to talk about i can write a three billion word essay on damian but i dont think i can say anything about ryūga that hasnt been said at this point. also the people who claim hes alive BECAUSE hes alive in the manga is crazy like yall cant see those as two different universes? im not saying wether if i think hes alive or not this isnt about that dont miss the point. i wanted to make text posts about mfb for forever but i was embarrased for god knows why so i just posted my mfb fanart on my main but i cant take it anymore (eatina burger with no honey mustard) must speak this time im afraid

also sorry if this is hard to read im not good at ending sentences where i should punctuation jumpscare. powerscaling mfs will hear u say u like a character like for example tsubasa or sumn and immediately bring up ryūga like shut the fuck up this shit happened on twitter i dont even use twitter i opened the app for 000.1 seconds. you just jelaous ryūga will never serve like did mf also im not a ryūga hater anyways i reached the character limit fuck

[slickchickchocolatier]

HHP - Chapter 20 MDNI18+

ooooooh........the plot thickens yall.....

Warnings: MDNI 18+, mentions of murder, smut, torture, sense of kidnapping, abuse of authority in relationship, controlling behavior, manipulation, extreme obsession, deceit, mentioning of serial killer.....mmmm cursings, there are quite a few of flashbacks/time jumps with this chapter, so if you haven't read MGR/MRE and all of HHP (i know i gotta fix the chapters on the masterlist, believe me i've been trying all day and tumblr keeps wanting to relapse me back to home page, but i promise i'll fix it. This chapter is only slightly proofread, so you know what to do if you find a mistake. lol.

If you had requested to be on the taglist but dont see your name on the bottom, please let me know! i use the same taglist for the Se7en and DT series, but sometimes Tumblr likes to freeze on me whenever i copy and paste each taglist or blog name. gifs belong to blog name Heeseunq and the image was just something I found on Pinterest.

The air was stoic with the immense emptiness that hallowed the dorm room. With Vicky already gone to a new school, you couldn’t help but feel guilty despite her reassurance that this new path was something that she needed in order to get back to her true roots. Still, with how everything had transpired, you still felt a sense of guilt. It was only natural, considering you were now dating her ex-boyfriend, the one she may not have been entirely kind, yet was emotionally still holding on to.

It didn’t appear that Heeseung thought too much into the situation, in fact, you wondered if he had felt the slightest bit of guilt, considering the man was nothing but all smiles and affection ever since you both shared your first night of passion. Ever since, he was inseparable from you.

……………

“I did it….I finally got her….she’s mine…I’ve been waiting for so long…yearning so hard….waiting for the moment where I can have her all to myself, protect her, love her, cherish her, see more of her, and witness the pain, sadness, happiness, anger, and chaos that lies within her. I can’t wait to see every single inch of her, and memorize the hidden corners of her body, the inner workings of her mind, and the various depths of tone in her voice. Finally…..she’s mine.”

……………

The moment you both made it official and broke the news to Vicky, It didn't take long for Heeseung to convince you to come back with him to his room, figuring his frat house was way more convenient than your single dorm, which it indeed was. It also didn’t take long for him to pin you against the mattress, floating above you as he positioned himself to take in a full sight of your lying form, hair and all.

‘God damn she’s so beautiful….and she's fucking all mine….’

“What are these?” you chuckled as you laid flat back on the bedspread and saw a pair of glasses on the nightstand.

“My glasses…”

“You wear glasses?”

“I used to….back in high school.”

“You don’t anymore?”

“Nope…got Lasik a while back…”

Hovering atop of you while propping himself up by the stealth of his straight arm, his hand firmly planted next to your head, he remained in a dominant position overhead of you…..gleaming down at you with his black, feasting eyes.

Taking the glasses with his free hand, he puts them on, delicately sliding them upwards along the bridge of his nose with the tip of his finger. Once more, he looks down at you, this time through the clear lenses decorating his face.

Still remaining propped high up above you, paralleled to your frame, he bites down his lower lip as he raises his brows at you with an intrigued and look of desiring amusement, his infamous bedroom stare. Appreciating the eye contact through the handsome stare beneath the framed lens, you felt his free hand slowly travel against your outer thigh, up to your hip, reaching your waist, where he grabs and squeezes the side of it.

Narrowing the widened shape of his eyes, he leans down and kisses you, deeply and passionately, the sound of his tongue dancing with your own, accompanied by the sweet smacking of your lips meeting and clicking against each other filled the room. A sound that was so pleasant…and so new to the area, since he admitted that you were the only woman he had ever brought back to his room. Something that was a big no-no for him, even with Vicky, yet he was so welcoming and open to have you there with him. So much in fact, that each day he issued hints in desiring for you to remain and live with him, something that you took time to consider, but eventually catered to, at the expense of his constant urging expression…not to mention that one night where the decision was sealed for you….

“ You’re not leaving.”

“I have to, all my stuff is in my dorm.” You softly laughed out, taking in his demanding tone lightly.

“So?....I’ll take you early in the morning, besides I don’t want to drive you back just yet. Stay here….”

“Heeseung it will be easier if I-“

With swift movement, you felt him suddenly hovering his large frame over you from behind while you were opening the door, only to feel it gently slam shut beyond your reach as the knob slips out your grasp.

With his hand firmly laid flat on the surface of the wood panel, his free arm snakes around your waist and pulls your backside against his groin. With his face burrowed into your hair, he whispers in his usual dark and deep tone…

“I said stay…….be a good girl and just stay…..”

Breaking the kiss, he takes the glasses off and places them on you. To your surprise, the lenses were non-prescription and merely plastic.

“You replaced the lenses?” you asked as you lifted your hand to slightly adjust the delicate silver frame on your face.

“Yeah. Last year, Jake and I went to a Halloween party, and we decided to go as ourselves in High School. Since my vision is corrected, I replaced the lenses with plastic ones.” He smirks while explaining, once more biting down on his lip as he tilts his chin downward, admiring the view before him. “They look good on you….who would have thought that someone would look better than me in my own glasses.” He chuckles.

“Stop, you’re overexaggerating.” You chuckled back.

“No pretty girl…I’m not….you’re a wonderment.” He speaks softly as he reaches down and gently removes the glasses, placing them back on the nightstand as he simultaneously leans back down to kiss you.

“But if I had to choose….I like you just the way you are right now…..” he spoke against your lips, his eyes extremely narrow as he spoke, glistening with wetness that was neither tears nor the reflection of light…it was something else.

It amazed you…how close you two bonded with one another considering at this point in time, you both had barely began dating, sharing your first night after the frat party just recently. Yet you felt as if you had been with him for much longer considering the fact that there was something about Heeseung you learned and grew accustomed to…a secret that no one else, not even those such as Jake, who had been closest to him throughout his life, knew the details of the one thing you were exposed to….all beginning a night that took place one week after you began dating.

He brought you comfort, joy, and protection, the things that you hadn’t felt at this level, it was so intense. The way he loved and displayed his affection, it was unlike anything you ever felt before, and yet, it was so hard for you to understand or figure just how he could make you feel that way.

It could have been the way he touched you….how he could swiftly move back and forth between rough and gentle. It could have been the way he spoke to you, a low and deep tone that would escalate to a more heightened and softer pitch or go even lower and darker in tone. It could have been the way he stared at you, his eyes would range from a look of peak admiration, filled with light and love that you’ve never seen a man give to a woman….and then there were times where he would peer down at you with a look of desire…lust….a look of thirst and hunger, as if he wanted to devour you but in the most sensual way he could….and he did.

You’ll never forget that night, when he took you back to the farm that you became so fond of, from when he brought you out the morning after your first night together….when your relationship came to life.

You could still remember it as clear as day...

The squeaking of the leather seating in the back, the rocking motion of the car as your bodies grinded and moved in sync, and the sweet sound of skin-to-skin contact with breathless gasps and moans, it was another night of wild and heated passion, where he repeatedly thrusted and you took it all, clenching and helplessly bouncing while he controlled your movements as you supported yourself with your hands firmly grabbing onto his shoulders.

Minutes turned to hours, and there he was once again releasing inside you with his potent essence that melted you from the inside out, causing your body to go limp and weak.

It wasn’t until that moment that you learned of a very peculiar nature about the man in front of you….the man who stared at you with loving eyes, bit his lips out of excitement whenever you made eye contact with him….the man who loved you so much that he punctured his own flesh, his teeth digging into his lip every time he gazed at your face whenever he was reminded that you really did belong to him…and that you being there in his reach was not a dream.

…………..

“Ugh…..mmm……H-Heeseung….”

“Yeah…..you want more? Tell me you want more……there’s nothing more that I want to do than to give it to you a thousand times over….”

“Mmm……ugh!.....I…..I……I w-want….want more….”

Sucking on your neck, you felt his hands drop from your waist as he relaxes his grip and settles them on your hips. His momentum slows down as he retracts from progressing in re-entering inside you…instead he slowly releases your neck as he throws his head back against the head rest. Both of you slightly sweaty from the immense orgasm you both just gifted to one another, yet the moment he was well on his way to initiate it all over again, he stops….

“…..Are you okay?”

“….yeah…just….wanted to take a moment to….calm myself down.” Tightening his grip around your hips, he pulls you in for a small kiss.

“Calm yourself?” you softly inquired between each soft smack of the kiss.

“Mmhmm….”

You pulled slightly back and looked at him with a peculiar look before drifting your vision down to his chest. His shirt sticking to his skin, reflecting the quick flashback of how you both were overwhelmed by desiring each other’s touch, that you hadn’t even bothered fully undressing one another. With your dress wrinkled around your waist, his jeans loose and his shirt slightly rolled up to expose his toned abs, and your hair sticking to your skin as was his, you trailed your fingers down the lining of each muscle definition that was displayed before you. “Calm yourself from what?”

Bringing his face forward, slightly transitioning his sight from a lazy, heavy lidded look to a glare, he speaks in a growling tone…it was a tone of annoyance…frustration….or anger…..was it frustration towards you?....or was it….?

“I rather not…..hurt you….y/n.”

You blinked out of sincere confusion. “……Would you?”

Expressing a look as if he was offended by your defying response, he reaches up and slaps a new grip around your upper arms and pulls you in as he hisses through his teeth.

“Yeah I would….I fucking would…..I want to ruin you….I want to give it to you so badly….give you the stuff nightmares and screams of pleasure are made of…..you have no fucking idea….you pretty…pretty soft thing….” Gritting his teeth, he nearly snarls as he brings your face forward by the grip he had on your arms.

As he widens his eyes, his nose tip touching yours, you saw the glare mold into a malicious, sadistic, and demeaning look….it was the look of a beast, not the man that you were speaking to just a moment ago.

Still….the way he licked his lips…..the way he tried to maintain self-control….the way he gritted his teeth….you’re not sure how…but something told you that ‘love’ was still there….it was a love that was slightly different, but just as everlasting and intense….a darker love….and you wanted to see more of it. You wanted to experience all sides of this man…..just as much he wanted to experience all sides of you.

“……Its okay…..if……if you do….only if you feel like…..if you want to…….I’ll take whatever you have to give.” You couldn’t bear to make eye contact as you spoke, instead you opted to stare at his chest as you fidgeted with the hem of his shirt. The beads of sweat dripping down from your collarbone and onto your nude breasts felt cold as you found yourself in a state of shock, intrigue, and fear at the feel of his tightening grip.

Scoffing, he bit his lip as he continued to glare at you with that eerie look on his face. “Don’t say anything you will regret…..you have no idea what you’re asking for….yyyyyy/nnnnnnn.” At the mentioning of your name, his fingers dig into your skin, his eyes widening as the sclera expands and takes over the space his iris had occupied, instead, the circle of black coloring shrinks, enhancing that unsettling look in his eye…..it was nearly murderous and demonic.

Yet, you remained true to your heart and gut instinct…despite feeling a level of fear that was equivalent the level of joy and comfort he gave you……it was all so contradicting, and yet you needed to see more…you needed to see all of it….the two sides of love he had in store for you.

“……True…but does that change the fact that I still want to see it?” You slightly spoke back.

Hissing once more, his countenance transitioned, his glare lessened as he developed a look of being seemingly challenged and intrigued. “Oh-ho really now?.......You sure about that?......hmm?....fucking answer me.”

His grip on your waist tightens, he pulls you against his chest harshly with effortless speed and violently harsh, practically enveloping you with his mighty frame.

“Well? Fucking say it if you feel so strongly about it…….I’ll fucking devour you…you have no idea how long I’ve been keeping myself at bay…..hiding…..refraining from scaring people…..from scaring you……but by all means….you want to release the beast…..you want me to show you how I can love?...You want me to make you scream?....To make you beg? Go right on ahead baby…..fucking say it……”

With his strong hand, he grips your neck and forces you to look into his blackened eyes….the first time you saw them matte black, no longer carrying that glistening shine. There was a darkness that casted over his features that made him look more sharp and defined…..his smirk no longer carried the essence of a prince-like grace, instead, it was a devilishly handsome….sadistic and malevolent, crooked smile.

“I…..” you started. He raised a brow as you watched his smile widening…..bearing teeth.

“….weeeeeelllllll??......” he urges. “…..Say it…..”he whispered out.

“I……I want to…..only if you feel like it….” You lean in, tapping your lips against his as you repeat with a delicate, soft and airless whisper….

“…..only if you feel like it…..”

Sealing his lips with a tender kiss, you reach up and caress his cheek, his strong grip around your neck tightens yet remained soft. You’re not sure if he was stunned, shocked, or pleasantly surprised, maybe it was all of the above…either way, he took a moment before he finally started to move and caress your body….at least…. that’s how it started.

…………..

“Ah! Ugh! Oh my G-…..ah! mmmmm!!…”

A cycle of moans, gasps, and screams penetrated through your lips as you felt the uncontrollable tempo of his sexual wrath taking place and pleasantly destroy your body. It was similar to that of the first night, whenever you pushed or tried to create distance, he pulls and seals your bodies together. Only this time….it was much more relentless and intense…..there was more hunger and less restraint…..as if there was a side to him that had created a balance….yet that side was not here this time…..

“No-no…..this is what you asked for riiiiiight?……..Fucking let me eat you….let me feast on your skin……let me tear your body to pieces…..”

“Ugh!Ugh! Ah!” the raging pleasure of his motions overtook your body, it was both painful and euphoric. Thighs shaking, hips gyrating, and your chest heaving, you felt as if he was digging into your soul with the way he fucked you, it was hard, intense, and rough, more so than his usual manner since you’ve started dating, yet it brought you to a peak of euphoria that you had never felt before.

“H-Heeseung ugh! P-please! Oh my God!”

Pausing his motions, he glares at you while holding you by the neck, feeling the blood rushing through as your body catches its breath from his overzealous manner of loving you. Lowly speaking, he suddenly and harshly brings your face closer to his as he licks over your lips, admitting a small bite on your bottom lip before whispering…..

“Wrong…fucking…name……” with a deep and dark chuckle, he commences his movements…..at an excruciating pace.

The loud smacks of your thighs and derriere landing on his lap, the high pitch screams of mercy, the strands that flew all around from the jerked movements you were forced to succumb to as he grabbed, squeezed, lifted, and slammed you in a cycle of up and down, back and forth, and rolling movements…burrowing his length deeper inside you…..exploring new depths that had never been breached before.

“Ah! Ugh!! W-what are you doing to me!? Please!!! Oh my God!!” a lightening jolt of immense pleasure with a sharp sting spreads throughout your body, causing you to experience a sense of paralysis as your body grew too weak, succumbing to any sense of mercy he may….or may not be willing to give.

Biting, nibbling, sucking, and harshly chuckling against your skin, he varied his grip between your waist, hips, and rear cheeks as he created a new momentum and tore you apart in ways that were deemed unimaginable.

“Please!!!”  You screamed as the black tunnel clouded your vision, caving in and narrowing your sight to almost pure darkness. “Oh my God please….ugh! I…I’m gonna cum!!” you screamed as you dig your fingers into his shoulders, pleading for him to allow you….and himself to give in.

“Fuck…!!!” he groans against your skin and finally, he releases.

Fully drenched in sweat, the both of you catch your breath with the pounding of your chest plates tapping each other. His grip does not loosen, yet it wasn’t as harsh like it was during his ravishing display of feasting and dominating your body.

Sitting upright with the little bit of strength you could gather, you took a good look at his face to see that the sinister and malicious countenance remained, staring right back at you.

Breathing hard, his mouth slightly parted, with his head leaned back, he glares under half lidded eyes, but he doesn’t say anything…not a single word. Instead, he continues to catch his breath.

You felt your gaze turned to that of a sympathetic one…something told you that this man has been hiding a side of himself for a long time.

“You…….said ‘wrong name’ earlier…..what…..what am I supposed to call you?....if it’s not Heeseung?”

He continues to glare and breathes deeply, getting a few pumps of oxygen to replenish the air loss in his lungs, he finally speaks in a low and dark voice….

“Ethan….”

Suddenly, his sadistic countenance softens….he still had a look that could kill, yet he didn’t appear as murderous in his gaze. His hands travel upwards to your ribcage, and he gently pulls you in towards him. He was less harsh, and much gentler with his manner in pulling you in. Kissing you on your forehead, he cradles you against his chest as he wraps his arms around you, running his fingers through your hair as he tightens his hold around your lower back. Like a child, he embraces you fully, resting his chin atop of your head.

“My beautiful girl…..call me Ethan….”

At that very moment, as you recalled the past scenes of how you met Ethan, you learned bit by bit of who exactly he was, as well as Heeseung. It was strange and interesting, how both were complete opposites and yet displayed so much similarities when it came to the values of their love for you…their desire to protect you, to shelter you, and to give you warmth, in their own unique way.  

The next morning, Heeseung refrained from immediately addressing the case of his alter ego, simply stating that it was a side of him that was much darker and deeper, but still loved me just as much as he did, in his own unique way.

……………….

“Ever heard of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde?”

“…Yes…..”

“Just think of it like that……Ethan is a side of me that I’ve hid and had to keep secret….he’s the maniacal side of me…..a very dark persona…..but that doesn’t deter him from loving you…from wanting to protect you.” Walking you back up to a wall, he pins you to the surface as he cups your face and dives in to you. He was still in his Heeseung state, yet he had a sliver of darkness casted over his face, as if he was going to transition, yet he remained true to the gentler side of his Dr. Jekyll face.

With a kiss on your lips, he gently pulls away and whispers….

“Just promise me you’ll love the both of us….don’t ever be afraid of Ethan….even though sometimes I’m afraid of what he’ll do to you…..he loves you in a way that Lions love flesh….sometimes he might not be able to control himself….but promise me you’ll never stop loving him…or me….always be a good girl….and love us….just like we love you.”

Nodding, you reassured Heeseung with a gentle smile. “I promise….”

"I'm tired......of all these people.....wanting to hurt you.....first Gabe....then Samuel.....Tiff....Scott......that man we saw at the theater.....why can't people just leave you alone?.....Why can't everyone just leave my pretty baby alone?" a look of sadness quickly took over the angry expression as he brushed his fingers along your cheek. Yet still, despite the sudden change in his countenance, there was something off putting about his demeanor and attitude.

"I just.....I want to take you away....that's all I want....I want us to be away from everything else....where I know you'll always be safe.....I can be nice about it.....or I can be forceful.....it all depends on how you want it y/n.....because one way or another....I'm taking you. I rather you be willing though.....so....please say yes.....tell me you'll let me keep you all to myself.....and let me take you away......I graduate in a few months....let me start everything and let me hide you away from this ugly world.......let me take you away! Say yes! Say it…..SAY IT.”

“O-okay….yes….take me away…..take me away Ethan.” You forced a soft smile, wanting to appease his desperate tone. The sudden dark chuckle that emitted from his mouth caught you off guard, and you furrowed your brows as you looked at him for an explanation.

“W-what is it? Why are you laughing like that?”

Not immediately answering, instead, you watched as Ethan displayed his usual behavior of biting his lower lip, slurping the saliva as his eyes smile at you through a widened glare. You’ve seen this expression before, yet there was something much different about the way he was issuing it….why was he laughing so darkly towards you?

“…..Ethan?” you softly spoke out, faintly smiling for reassurance.

“Heheheheheh…..wrong name….y/n.”

HIS PERSPECTIVE

Nearly five months have passed. You finished college and finally got your degree, yet you were already moving at a fast pace well before you graduated, because the moment she said ‘yes…take me away’, you became far too elated to save any bit of planning for the last minute.

To your surprise, she didn’t struggle, object, or put up much of a fight, yet you suspect that the confusion and shock hit her so hard that she remained stale in her emotions and movements. Not that you were complaining, this was for the better…..for her….and for yourself. How nice it was to finally be at peace and happiness, to have her all to yourself….in this new beautiful home….taking her with you whenever you went into work, knowing where she her location was at all times…assured that she was always safe, away and out of sight from the ugly world. Not to mention….she was finally….entirely all yours….ALL…..YOURS…..AND YOURS ONLY.

.................

“Let’s go pretty baby…..we got a plane to catch.”

“W-wait no! I….I haven’t said goodbye to-“

“You can call them when we land. Let’s go.”

“P- please…..”

“Come on pretty baby…..let me take you away…..let me do it nicely….unless you want me to be a bit forceful with it? Hmm?....you really don’t have a choice…..so just be nice…and let me take you…..let me keep you…..COME HERE.”

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Of course, it was abrupt and rather sudden, with you plucking her away from the environment she was used to, forcing her to enroll in online classes so suddenly, packing, and picking up everything in preparations for the move, and flying out the moment you were handed your degree. Yet it wasn’t as if you didn’t tell her…..you did. A long time ago when you initially brought up the question and asked her if she would come with you. You even warned her….that you were going to take her away…..it’s not like you were doing everything behind her back. This was something you had made evident from the very start, and was quite open about it when you asked if she would come with you…..something you were prepared to take matters into your own hands should say ‘no’…..but in your favor….she said ‘yes’ instead. How fortunate and less tedious for you.

Unlike with Vicky and the others, you cared less if they had wanted to follow you or not. You always thought that at some point, should they fall out of your good graces, which they all eventually did, you would find a suitable partner to become your wife later on. You never once thought that someone in this world existed with such inner and outer beauty, a tender voice, and wondrous personality, one that drove you to the point of insanity. You never truly felt that you would have had a fighting chance in Hell in gaining her affection since her loyalty wouldn’t permit her from breaking away from Samuel at the time. Yet you were fully prepared to get her at all costs…..but fate worked in your favor once more when she received that email….that one thing that broke her….and of course you were there to pick her back up….you had been waiting and observing her with eagle eyes. How would she have reacted if she knew….that the moment you saw her at the party that night…..you broke….you finally decided that you would plan….sabotage…..manipulate every aspect of reality so you could have her….How would she have reacted?

If Samuel hadn’t ended up revealing his true and unjust nature just in time, and broke her heart that very night….ceasing you to carry out your delicate plans in separating her from everything in the world so you could be the only one in her life to bring forth comfort.....How would she have reacted if she were to ever found out the changes that occurred with in you the moment you saw her that night? What went through your mind…..as you watched her standing there, next to the open bar at the party…..back when you were still yearning and loving her from a distance...up until the end of it...when both your lives changed at the commencing of your blossoming bond that took place much later in that same evening....

Walking in casually, watching as everyone clearing your path, rendering such obedience and courtesy as you walked past the large frenzy of dancing fools, you speared the way, looking for the bar. The one thing you needed at this very moment was a drink…..you’ve been through the most emotional turmoil and pain that you never knew existed, all due to missing and yearning for your girlfriend’s…well…your ex-girlfriends roommate…..

It had been weeks since you last saw y/n, all due to the fact that you started to distance yourself from Vicky, trying to find a different avenue of approach in gaining a way to spend time with y/n…but also….how to appeal and expose her to the truth of her obviously unfaithful boyfriend, Samuel. It frustrated you…the way she was still holding on…acting so blindly unaware, for the sake of loyalty and her dignity as a woman….a respectable woman. It was all something you both, loved and grew frustrated over. Why couldn’t she just break it off with him so you could be with her?

‘I want her….I want her so badly….I’m going insane…..I can’t stop thinking about her….I can’t stop imagining her……I need her…..’

Pausing midway, you take out your phone from the inner pocket of your blazer jacket and text Jake of his whereabouts. After hitting ‘send’, you raise your face once more and continue to walk in a stoic manner.

The guys all admired while the girls swooned, as usual.

You didn’t dress up often, but whenever the occasion called for it, you knew how to make yourself look presentable. Of course, a casual range of attire was preferable, but there was no harm in dressing up occasionally as long as you could still maintain a sense of comfort. Piercing through the opening path the crowd had cleared for you, the whispers of their esteem regard and adoration buzzed through your ears.  

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“Oh my God that’s Ethan Lee….my God he looks so fine.”

“Girl I heard he stopped talking to his girlfriend…you know? The pretty one….Vicky.”

“No shit???”

“Yeah, she was talking to some of her friends on how he stopped returning her calls and texts and apparently they hadn’t even seen each other for weeks now….this might be your chance.”

“Oh my gosh I wish….he looks so cold though.”

“Girl of course he does….that’s Ethan….”

“Bro….Ethan Lee is here. Move out of the way, you don’t want to be in that man’s way.”

“Who is Ethan? Dude that guy is tall as fuck…..look how gigantic he is compared to everyone else.”

“Yea man…and don’t let his slender frame fool you…man’s got a body harder than a rock. He does so much physical training for like..sports, dance, and even rugby….don’t ever cross paths with him unless you’re in his circle of friends.”

“Ethan looks handsome like always but I love his outfit…my gosh….he looks so sexy in black.”

“The blazer, the fitted tee….the skinny jeans…..the combat style boots and that black hat…oh my God let me just have one night with him….”

“I don’t recall if I’ve ever seen Ethan without his hat….you can never see his eyes.”

“Might be a good thing….I heard that the dude looks pretty damn scary without it. But the girls say he looks handsome too…so I guess it really depends on how he wants to look at you.”

“Move out of the way! Ethan is coming….”

………………

‘Hmph…..fucking idiots. Whatever….just let me get a drink and drown out my soul…..’

Turning the corner of the corridor, you enter the wide-open kitchen, where the island displayed various bottles of liquor and beer.

‘Yup…. let’s go. Get it all out of your system, big guy.’

Delicately grabbing the bottle closest to you, while the other snagged a red solo cup from the stack nearby, you gently poured yourself a drink. You hadn’t realized that under the dim lighting, the one thing causing you such despair was standing a few feet away across the island. It wasn’t until you tilted your head back, sipping on the hard taste of pure liquor that you saw her through the narrow opening of your eye…..looking at you…

‘Oh my God…she’s here….she actually came….Vicky must have made her come out…God fucking dammit she’s so damn beautiful…..she’s wearing black….a little black dress….holy fuck her body…I can see her curves….she’s….her hair is down….she really is a goddess…..her eyes….her lips….fuck….is she wearing a different shade of lipstick? Its darker…it’s much bolder than usual…it’s a different shade of red….its like the color of….blood….and is that…..is she wearing a choker?......My God…how do I get this girl for keeps? How do I fucking get her and make her mine? I need her….I…I ….fuck…I’m losing it.’

You watched with wide eyes as you lowered your cup….you could feel that you were staring at her with peak amusement and a sickening glare. You felt the stretch in the corners of your lids the more you remained observant of her motions as she gently waves at you…smiling….softly laughing with that sweet…..sweet look in her eye.

Calming your nerves as you walk up to her, you subtly cleared your throat just before you presented yourself in front of her.

“Y/n, how have you been?”

“I’m doing good, how have you been?”

‘Fuck…there she goes again…she’s smiling at me…..she’s so gentle and soft and looking at me with those fucking gorgeous eyes….why?…how?....How……?.....Y/n…..don’t do this to me girl…..don’t do anything else…..I’m….I’m reaching a breaking point……don’t make me do it…..don’t make me into the monster that I’m about an inch away from becoming……God dammit…you’re a fucking wonderment……’

She didn’t do anything…she didn’t need to….in fact….she didn’t have to try….she didn’t have to go out of her way to bring out the demons…..

By just being herself….by simply moving as she slightly tilted her head and gazed at you with that sweet fucking smile of joy in seeing you again…..you watched as the fate of wonder and magic occurred when a piece of her front hair became stuck on her face, the ends edged into the very outer corner of her mouth from when she sipped on her drink……she looked so carefree….so alluring…..beautiful…..just everything a man could wish for in a woman…..

You couldn’t contain yourself. There was an urge within you to find any reason whatsoever to touch her, even though she looked so beautiful with that piece of hair delicately draping across her cheek…..you wanted to touch both it and her skin.

The sense of desire within you caught your breath….you couldn’t respond to her…..not right away at least. With a faint gulp, one that she did not notice, you reached up and gently caressed her soft skin as your thumb moved the strands away….it felt like silk while her skin felt like soft chiffon……you even took it a step further by tucking the strands around another longer piece of hair that framed her face, to keep it in place. She didn’t seem to mind….or maybe, she was too shocked or star-stunned to say anything….because her eyes looked at you with a sense of wideness and curiosity that you just wanted to break and cradle at the same time. That was the moment when you knew….

‘…..That’s it…..I can’t anymore…..y/n……you’re mine. You belong to me…..its all your fault……you’re going to figure that out later on. For now, let’s make it happen baby….’

It took everything within you to refrain from displaying the eerie smile you felt creeping along the corner’s of your mouth as you suppressed the urge to plaster it before her. Because at that moment, you began planning….you began to create ideas and methods to take her away….to keep her and make her yours.

‘…First….we’ll get rid of boyfriend…..he’s no good anyhow. Second, get you ready to come far away with me……we’ll get you to do all your classes online…maybe even enroll you to a different school…..you’ll come with me…..I’ll start building you a house….I’ll make it beautiful but also….barricaded….its going to take some time for you to get used to the new surroundings….but in the meantime…we’ll make sure your pretty little self doesn’t escape through any window or door….no house already established is going to do….I’ll start from scratch and have one built….just for you…..it will be pretty…..it will have everything you need….everything you want…..along with everything I want…which is simply you of course.’

All throughout the night, you developed more into your plans and began to focus on how and when you should act. You started to research and find Samuel’s social media accounts, meticulously gaining the details surrounding his location, school, and his friends….you knew from the way he had been delaying in his communication with her that he was up to no good….one man to another, it wasn’t hard to see the signs of infidelity, yet you didn’t mind, it made your job easier, for now all you had to do was expose him…and with your connections and corrupt nature you were now developing, that wasn’t going to be hard to do at all.

‘Lets see…….who do I know that goes to the same university as good ol’ boy Sammy? Hmm?’

“Hey Heeseung!”

You turned around and saw Jake approaching you from behind. Jake, along with six other members of your inner circle were the only ones you could tolerate and build a bond with since you all grew up together, especially Jake. He was more like a brother than anything else, while the others you considered as family similar to that of cousins. With Jay, Sunghoon, and Sunoo going to an out of state college, Niki and Jungwon still finishing high school, it was a rare but joyful occurrence to see them. At least you got to see Jungwon from time to time since he was participating in the Ace program that allowed him to complete his high school requirements while attending a few college courses at the university you attended.

Watching as your best friend walks up, behind him he had trailing a young woman, she was small and dainty in appearance, dressed in Lolita sense of fashion, yet it was altered to reflect a more matured level in its appearance as displayed by the exposure of skin and cleavage. Hopefully this one was good and not at all like all Jake’s previous girlfriends…

………

“Ethan….dont tell Jake but….I really want to fuck you….you’re so hot.”

“I hear you fuck girls left and right…..do you want to try me? I wont tell Jake.”

“Ethan….please…please don’t tell Jake….but I think I might have a crush on you……what should we do about it?”

……..

Nothing…..do absolutely nothing about it.

‘Fucking whores.’

You couldn’t count how many girls, whether they were dating your friends or not, would come around, expressing their hard lust and desire for you. It was as if a new girl would come around each day, running after you to express their fondness.

If they were single, you may or may not have dabbled in and got yourself some relief from the frustrations of dealing with Vicky’s infidelity, or the others before her. But for the ones that were attempting to meddle with the trust and sanctity of your friendship with Jake…..your cruelty in exposing them knew of no boundaries or limitations.

………

“Fuck off. I don’t know what you’ve heard, but I have a distaste for backstabbers like you.”

“B-but…can we just-“

“I said FUCK OFF….I mean it…..or do I need to SHOW you that I mean it?”

………..

Each one of them would formulate a look of fear as they ran off. Of course, you would expose the truth to Jake, and watch as he would ditch one girl like the last, only to find a new one to fall in love all over again….

You used to wonder…why Jake was so eager to find love….why he was so eager to the point that he was gathering girls by the numbers that outreached the digits you collected yourself. With Vicky being number seven, Jake was sure to be on number fifteen…or maybe it was even higher. You lost count. Either way, it didn’t matter anymore….probably because you now understand what he was looking for….yet he still hadn’t seem to find it….not that you knew of…but you sure as Hell did….

‘Y/n…..’

“Heeseung, this is my girlfriend I told you about, H/N.”

You looked down at the tiny girl, remarking the look of fear she had plastered all over her face. It was something you were used to, and just like all the other times, you stood there, crossing your arms as you impatiently waited for the girl to greet you. Yet she remained hidden behind Jake’s body.

Turning your gaze from the girl over to Jake, you watched as your best friend nervously chuckled and turned to reassure the girl that you weren’t as scary as you had appeared to be.

How strange…for even Vicky and all of your other girlfriends in the past, had all developed a similar sense of fear when initially meeting you. All of them……except one…..y/n….

“Oh my God! Oh my God! I know who you are! You’re the pretty girl that everyone talks about, we have the same anthropology class and I never was able to say ‘hi’ because I was always too shy but-…….whoa……you’re even…..super pretty up close……like…..really….pretty….”

Watching as Jake’s girlfriend swoons and gawks over y/n….your y/n….. you rested your back against the counter as your crossed arms tightened into the fabric of your blazer. You shift your face to look at the floor as your cap covered every detail of your face, taking advantage, you released that smile that you refrained from displaying earlier. You saw a glimpse of it from the corner of your eye, how Y/n took notice of your mannerism, which had only made you smile even wider as you let out your deep chuckle, furthering the downward tilt of your chin so she couldn’t see much more than she had already witnessed…..

HER PERSPECTIVE – MGR, Chapter 8.

Ethan leaned back slightly to rest against the counter behind him, crossing his arms and tucking in his chin. Despite how the angle of his hat covered his entire face when he dipped it down, you saw a tiny glimpse in the showing of teeth as he gave out a small chuckle. He nodded his head, looking as if he felt Emily’s reaction was warranted, before bringing his head back upright, licking his lips and peering his gaze off to the side. You hear the girls calling to you, bidding you to come over to them. You excused yourself and gave a friendly so-long gesture to the boys as you walked over to the group.

Watching her migrating over to the group of girls, those of Vicky’s posse, you sighed out as you calmed yourself internally.

‘Soon…..soon pretty baby…’

Throughout the night, you zoned out and locked yourself up internally as you ran through every minute detail in your plans to get y/n. Yet the moment you caught the view of Gabe and his friend harassing her, you felt a rage of violent emotion take over like never before. It was no news to anyone of how protective you were with Vicky and your previous girlfriends, at least you were before finding out of their lewd behaviors behind your back. Still, no one could deny that you had a possessive streak, and depending on if they were worthy of it or not, it would come out. Yet when it came to y/n…. your beautiful girl….it was no question that the level of possessiveness you developed was that of fierce danger to anyone who made her feel or look uncomfortable.

There she stood, so pretty…so sensual…alluring…beautiful….sexy…just…everything you wanted and desired….and there he was with his hands touching her. You watched as she displayed hesitancy and backed away, trying to create distance without causing a scene, all because of Vicky’s connection with that idiot.

Y/n may be too gentle and concerned over her relationship with Vicky, and opting to do her best to avoid tension or add any strain between herself and your ex-girlfriend….but for you, you could give two fucks. It wouldn’t have mattered if you were still dating Vik, the moment you saw that boy put his filthy hands on y/n, who was clearly and obviously displaying discomfort, not at all wanting the physical contact, it was left without question.

Like clockwork, your body moved, and you found yourself strutting in a fierce manner, increasing speed, rage, intensity, and chaos as you felt the extension of your hand lunging forward in a snapping motion. The things you have learned from years of sports, dancing, anaerobic and aerobic exercise, you applied the teachings of your great mentor to utilize the same force that was merely gained for sportsmanship and dance, yet here you are using it against bone and flesh….and you loved every single second of it knowing that she was now safe.

But your joy fell apart quickly as you watched her, she was clearly overwhelmed by the harassment, and she took her leave.

‘Oh my poor baby….he really made you feel so uncomfortable….I promise that will never happen again…..I’m here….I’ll be here forever.’

She was fast in her departure, and you were hesitant in chasing after her as you were finding yourself reaching heightened levels of insanity for this girl throughout the night. After a few moments of basking in the house, with the lack of her presence, you found yourself moving again.

‘Fuck….did I go to far? Did I scare her? Or did she leave because of the discomfort of that idiot? What do I do? I need to be more careful if I’m going to make this all work…..do I start with my plans tonight? Will I have to be more forceful now? ’

You quickly exited the frat house, pulling out your keys as you looked around to see if you could catch sight of her. But a sense of sadness and emptiness hits you once you found that she was nowhere in sight.

Remaining stagnant, another twenty minutes or so went by before you started up your car and made your way back to your room, when the memorized image of Y/n’s face in discomfort flashed in your memory, and the need to console her was too pungent for you to ignore. So, you drove past your frat house, and made your way to the dorms, knowing full well she'd be there.

‘Fuck! I should have gone straight after her….’

Once you had parked your car, you were hesitant to move. Instead, you remained seated and continued to observe the lot, occasionally looking up to the upper end of the building, observing the window to her room. It remained dark, with no sign of life. You contemplated on whether she even came back to her room or not, but a feeling deep inside your brain told you that she was in there. Taking one last glance at her window, you took your keys and got out of the car.

Entering the dorm was the most depressing feeling you’ve felt in your life, as you walked over towards Vicky’s side of the room just to observe from afar, studying the side belonging to the one that you wanted to be with.

The light coming from her phone casted a cone of brightness that blocked the view of her face, you walked over and took in a hazy view of her, appearing to be asleep.

Initially, you picked up the phone to shut off the screen, when the face of it snagged your attention as the verbiage of an email outlined the end of the one thing she had solely been keeping alive. Even though you had a gut feeling based on his inactivity, it still was shocking that he was willing to let go of something otherworldly such as her…..and yet….you were happy….

‘This is…..’

Realizing that she was in pain that you could only imagine, the prospect of viewing her as someone who is free for your pursuance did not come into mind, not at all. Instead, you took a moment and looked down at her lying form as her phone remained in your hand.

The shape of her body was transcendental, the smooth and delicate curves from her hips, waistline, and her breasts contrasted from her surroundings. The crease of her cleavage cradled lightly by the natural rest of her arms as she lay on her side with a very faint curve of the fetal position. The length of her hair lay draped all around her enhanced her despair as you could assume by the placement, that she threw herself on the bed as she cried, evident by the wet streams that decorated her face. For the first time, you saw Y/n broken.

You read the contents of the email, not giving any second thought that it was a total invasion of her privacy, it didn’t matter. Now that she was in the state of abysmal pain, you intended to fix it, to fix her.

‘I…..she’s here….free for me to take now….that saves me a lot of trouble…..is fate on my side with this? Everything is just becoming too easy for me to get her…almost as if my thoughts are all being answered in my favor…..I don’t have to deal with Samuel…..i don’t have to do anything…..except just take her…..I can……take her….right now….’

Looking down at her, you kept her phone in your hand as you observed her form. You could tell she wanted to refrain from having all forms of communication, which was more than enough reason for her to lay with eyes shut, yet clearly not asleep.

Your eyes remained glued to her as the phone screen illuminates your face. With your sights remained gazing on her miraculous form, you shut off the phone and placed it back on the nightstand.

‘Let me fix you…. pretty thing….I’m here now…..we don’t have to go through the trouble of the initial plan…..all I have to worry about now….is fixing you….taking care of you….and loving you….so let me do it.’

And you did. It was something unreal but the most memorable event in your life.

It had seemed like it all had happened just yesterday...yet to your everlasting amazement, the events and occurrences that ultimately brought you to the state of happiness had happened nearly one full year ago.....one year since you met and fell in love with her....

It wasn’t up until recently, when you found out after looking through her phone that you saw the self-text she sent…..reflecting her love for you all along, since the moment she had met and bonded with you, before the events of the frat party.

‘We were truly meant to be together….she and I….’

Pondering and reflecting the flashbacks on memory lane, a ding from your phone interrupts the flow of your mind.

Checking on who texted you, you saw it was from Jake. He sent you a link to an article regarding the ‘Campus Killer’, it would so appear the authorities finally found him….dead beyond recognition.

“Breaking news! Serial rapist and murderer known as ‘Campus Killer’ remains found nearby central city.

Authorities were alerted of scattered remains, believed to be that of the serial killer that had preyed and murdered more than twenty female college students attending *your college name*. Police have stated that the body was horribly disfigured and mutilated and was scattered throughout various regions of the city. Authorities couldn’t immediately identify through plain sight on who the remains belonged to, yet it was thanks to dental records that they were able to clearly ascertain that the body parts belonged to that of the deceased, whose identity is none other than J. Dahmer, the man who had earned the notorious reputation of being the Campus Killer. Police are urging for everyone to remain alert and continue to remain inside the safety of their own homes as they exhaust all efforts into investigating into this matter and finding out just who, was responsible for the murder of the serial killer that plagued the city.”

……………

Another ding comes in, you smirked as you read Jake’s second message.

Reading Jake’s text, that same eerie smile made it’s re-appearance on your face. You felt it. For not only did you have y/n here, safe and sound, but you managed to get rid of that nuisance of a man that had crossed the line.

Could anyone blame you for taking her away? After the series of harmful events that took place against her…..what would have happened had you not been there each time? What if you hadn’t been there the night at the movie theater, when that man had his sights set on her…as his next target…his next victim. She didn’t even notice until you both took your seats in front of the wide screen, she was far too oblivious with her surroundings…too careless. It didn’t make you feel comfortable enough to just have her in emotionally and mentally, you needed to have her by your side…permanently.

Initially, you merely took notice of his presence, but the moment you recalled of the reporting’s concerning a drifting serial killer… one that had constantly dawned a brown, camping jacket and was constantly seen lingering around the surrounding area, preying on young female college students, you knew….you had a feeling the moment you helped y/n get out of the car and walked across the parking lot….that it was him who was studying her from the side of the massive parking lot.

There was no way…..

The moment you saw that man trailing behind, following and eyeing her as you both entered the theater, there was no possible way you could ever let that go. That man…how dare he? How dare he even think about hurting her?  How dare he look at y/n…..and thought of doing such terrible and unspeakable things to her body…..how dare he even wonder how she would look and sound like at the brink of ultimate fear….while he tortures her…..and mutilates her body like he did with all his previous victims ….HOW DARE HE?

‘….Him?.....He has the audacity to look at the one and only thing that is meaningful to me….the only thing that is worth all of the high Heaven’s, right down to the lowest parts of the Earth….he had the nerve….to look at her….and yearned to take her away from me?....I knew what he was thinking….I knew the images that was going through his mind when he saw her……and it’s bringing out the worst in me……he wanted to hurt her….make her scream….tear her flesh…cut her bones…..and take her last breath….all for the sake of his sick and twisted pleasure of seeing how she would react while he cuts her up and use whatever tools of torture to stain her blood with…..I refuse to let him…or anyone else get away with even just the thought of hurting her…. someone like him…with what he was planning on doing…does not deserve to live….or to dream of her…’

So, you made sure of it…. leaving not even a single bit of evidence behind…and paying off a multitude of authorities using a middle man, all of which would allow you to remain untraceable and to prevail while that man you murdered remains left behind; all leads falling to an unsolved case, which will be forever hidden and forgotten about. After all…..whose going to care about a dead serial killer?.....Despite the fact that it required the mind of a killer to eradicate another, as far as you and the world were concerned, you were a hero.

But not to her…..

Not knowing of the troubles that had surrounded her…..of what you did for her out of love, she only sees the flaws of your extreme nature…..your nature of wanting to keep her safe and forever well.

HER PERSPECTIVE -

Five months ago....

“W-what is it? Why are you…..Ethan?”

“Heheheheheh…..wrong name….y/n.”

‘……What?.....What does he mean?.......his face….he’s….he’s Ethan but…..but how?...Why?....I don’t……I don’t understand……what’s happening?....Why is he leaning in….why is he smiling at me like that if he’s not…..if he’s not Ethan….then….who is he?”

“….I ….I don’t understand…” you forced a soft smile…yet it reeked of fear and confusion as you gazed directly into his eyes with your glistening and saddened ones. “……W-what do you mean?......Ethan?.......if you’re not….but you look….you are him….your face… you are Ethan….aren’t you?” your voice piques with the utmost sincerity and hope as you desperately wished for him to nod and reassure you that he was Ethan, that maybe he was trying to play a harmless prank on you.

Yet, to your deepest fear, you watched as he displayed a closed mouth smirk and gently shook his head while his eyes displayed that usual sadistic glare…..his Ethan glare…

“….if you’re not Ethan….then…..who are you?....please tell me that….you are him…..you’re scaring me…. I feel like when you say that you’re not…why do I feel like I don’t know you?” you felt the tears beginning to build up in your eyes as you expressed hopeful mercy in the tone of your voice.

Leaning in, he kisses you deeply…..passionately…..it was both soft and rough…it was both Heeseung and Ethan….

With that insane eerie countenance you were so used to seeing…..that demeaning force in his aura, and that same look of malice and eerie display of affection that was none other than what you had known to be as Ethan, he softly speaks against your lips. His words caused your heart to skip a beat as the state of your nearly to full nude body remains plastered against his broad frame by his hold on you. With a tightened embrace, he smirks mischievously as he chuckles out….

“You know me……you do……don’t be scared….it’s me….it’s Heeeeeeeeeseuuuuuuung….pretty baby.”

................

"Y/n......."

"...That voice....Eden? Is that you? Whats going on? I'm so confused...and scared....what's happening? What is Ethan talking about?....He's Heeseung?.....what...then who is Ethan? Who was he all this time?"

"Y/n......"

"Yes?"

"..........run."

Authors note: weeeeellll..llol I promise yall it gets good...and better. lol. I'll see yall in chapter 21 ;)

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[vapolis]

honestly w/ how orla and jax sort of keep the merc at arms length........it makes me even MORE excited for their poly route. what happens when you catch feelings for the dog you trained to guard you? guard you house? what happens when you watch them conflate trained loyalty with love and you can't help but hope that the love stays? what happens when they start to care about you? so much so that it stops you doing the job youre MEANT to do for them? what happens when a guard dog turns into someone you love? and to top it all off, putting them in a city where its eat or be eaten, and how their seats at the top could be snatched from under them at any second, especially if they have someone they care about that much, so they cant protect the merc anymore? oh that dynamic is gonna be GOOD. Wanting to stay at arms length but falling face first into the merc. They are gonna be putting on that clown wig at the end of it all and I will CACKLE like a fucking WITCH when they do cause not only is it a tragedy but its FUNNY!!! and honestly? they did that 2 themselves by taking in the very hot sexy murderer and making them work for orla! karma got its kiss 4 yall in the most painful way possible, even if u come outta it w/ a lover who would kill 4 u without the promise of payment LORD i got rambley, my bad lmao! this is all just inferring about things uve said n shit so i could be DEAD wrong so take my shit w/ a pile of salt lol u know who I dont see anyone talking about? Echo. oh my g-d ECHO!!! UR TELLING ME MERC HAS THIS HOT SEXY WEAPONSMITH THEY GO TOO ALL THE TIME AND THE MERC FUMBLES THE BAG WITH A GRENADE??? merc.....honey.....ur rizz.......its only there when ur pathetic or unhinged bb girl.....but like entirely not the point, I love Echo! they seem so interesting, I hope the merc can do more jobs for them past the ones we already did/will do! merc kinda needs more work outside of orla if they plan 2 be even more messy than usual and get all up in ppls business lmao! Id luv some fun facts about Echo! Especially about what kinda weapons they like 2 make

reading all that... u GET me !!!! 🫂🫂

and this part especially: what happens when a guard dog turns into someone you love? and to top it all off, putting them in a city where its eat or be eaten, and how their seats at the top could be snatched from under them at any second, especially if they have someone they care about that much, so they cant protect the merc anymore?

LET ME !!! LOOK INTO YOUR HEAD!!!

as for echo... yeah frankly I'm disturbed that it's CRICKETS on that front from everyone 😔 they called you sweetheart!! and merc has 0 game!!

you will however see them around some more, since they're the only person merc can trust w some things to do w the jobs and the entire sword business.

as for some facts... they have cats, 3 of them, and they treat them like royalty. they ride a motorcycle, and they don't really respect jax and orla for... reasons.

their fave weapons to make are swords/katanas, but they're also a big fan of turning random objects like pens or shoes or even a lipstick into weapons. it's very fun to pull those out in a fight

[halfusek]

Irt you post about the archives- Have you read any of the novels? I feel like some of them, like Joey's autobiography, help give a bit more insight to these characters, at least a little.

As for Nathan, I think it's supposed to represent that, unlike Joey, he really was a self made man with good intentions, and that highlights that Wilson was trying to live up to the shadow of his father and instead of being the kind of man his father would have raised, Wilson chose to be as vile as he is.

Memory Joey on the other hand, really is just a representation of this flawed idea people had of the man, only the good parts of Joey that he chose to show. The idealized version of himself that he saw, rather than who he really is. It makes sense to have that contrast there, but he really is just a plot device rather than his own character and it's a shame.

I can't say much for the others, because they feel very lacking. They have a lot of good moments, like the "I'm beautiful." "Always were." scene for example, but outside these moments they feel somewhat empty.

It's unfortunate, because if they had the time, team, and resources, they could have had an incredible story to tell, but limitations with money and staff because of the irl studios layoffs and TheMeatly & Mike Mood making really, really bad choices with their business caused the game to fall short of what it could have been.

we must have read different books because it felt to me like batdr completely ignores book lore

honestly i just feel like the books have been made irrelevant and theyre just kind of telling us stories about these random characters? like adrienne is doing her best to describe these characters but im not gonna lie, as there was some potential to them batdr has been a huge turn off for me for reading anymore (plus that upcoming book is gonna have a yet another completely new character as the main protagonist and im just... bruh how about yall expand upon the characters you already have because this universe is just becoming very messy and full of shallow characters instead of having fewer but interesting ones?? im not against new characters being introduced but they just keep on adding then and then it feels like what we're reading doesn't even matter in the grand scheme of things, that sucks)

sure we get an insight to joey... the only character that actually HAS a lot of complexity and screentime in the games so like yea i like joey and i enjoyed his book but again it felt more like an extra rather than anything that helped expanding the story or the world, i dont really understand their strategy for these...

nathan's and wilson's relation is just uninteresting and shallows wilson's character in my opinion, like what he says to you in game makes out nathan to have been some sort of a horrible father and that'd be kinda interesting and would make wilson a morally grey character

but no he's just a spoiled brat or whatever his archetype is supposed to be and we can throw away the entire symbolism about nathan and bockswell lotsabucks (that cartoon cat from the comics) and the fact that there is supposed to be nathan arch junior and senior making it clear that they changed their minds about the plot just to surprise people (even worse, they ADMIT to doing that in the interview that recently came out... as if it was a good thing ToT) but by doing so they just contradicted clues that existed there before that we could have gotten away from the damn books! like this just makes me not wanna buy any other books anymore because its a clear message that it doesnt fucking matter if we read them, theyre just there to tell us stories about random characters that also wont even appear in the games anyways but we will get 200 more audiologs from other randos we wont care for

again i gotta be sorry for being so negative but im just SO disappointed with batdr and with what the archives had to say

like whatever they are telling their story, its not a sin to be bad and scummy at writing (scummy as in not understanding that youre baiting people into buying extra things for understanding the lore and then making sure you surprise people anyway)

so basically

there is no use for theorising because the message is that they just want to surprise us so if we guess where theyre going they will just change the story no matter how much its gonna suck and contradict what happened before

i cannot comprehend how meatly sees that as a good thing but i guess thats how he wants to tell his stories and whatever makes them happy man

but i find it incredibly shady when you advertise your game as a mystery to be solved and personally this kills my enjoyment of the franchise

[glowxie]

does yalls therapist give u advice that would NOT fucking fly on here too or is mine just in her 50s

[rant below]

like ok. since the truth abt wilbur dropped it has been a steady topic in therapy (sidenote- i literally do not know why but this is a common thing for me. i often get obsessed w media, run w that for maybe a year, fall out of the fandom but still latch onto a couple characters/creators/whathaveyou. for dsmp it was the sorry boys with HEAVY emphasis on ran and wil)

i also have ocd and have a really hard time with "morality" as i call it. genuinely dont know what else to call it. anyway that translates a lot into completely dropping people/musicians/creators etc when i find out theyve actively hurt people.

it's also me doing genuine hours of research into new people and never being able to just casually like something. if a song plays and ive heard more than 2 songs by the artist and i like both i WILL end up doing a deep dive on the artist to see what they have or havent done.

ive been working on that slowly but surely. but anyway. lovejoy. shit got me through when my mom almost died and it felt like a whole new type of grief than what i was already feeling because i KNEW my ocd wouldnt let me listen to them anymore. it was a very back and forth process that i still struggle a lot with.

in therapy it usually goes like

me: like logically i know solely streaming the music on spotify will not bring them very much revenue spotify hates paying their artists and ive never bought merch ive never promoted them ive never made fanart of wil- but my brain thinks immediately if i listen to one song im a horrible person supporting a man that committed domestive violence and is denying it. he has so much support and die hard fans that are going after the victims. i feel like by listening to lovejoy im as bad as them, both him and the fans

her: so. it sounds like youre punishing yourself over something completely out of your control. you did everything you could, went above and beyond to make sure he was a person worthy of your support, yet even his friends didnt know about the abuse at the time. youre keeping yourself from something that you enjoy, something that brought you comfort. you did not know, they didnt know, it wasnt your fault he committed this crime. why should you be punished?

and like. i get it. i really do. i guess part of it is im afraid of what people will think. i do not support wilbur. i fucking hate him for what hes done and i hope he rots in hell. but some of his music brought me comfort in extremely distressing times. listening to music doesnt make me a bad person. knowing does. knowing everything thats happened and continuing to contribute to his fame- thats what kills me about it.

i also know that ran would be so disappointed in me for continuing to listen. so i havent been.

i dont really know what the point of this post is. i guess ive just not seen a perspective like this other than mine. i guess i just hope if other people are afraid like i am (and this is my ocd medicated btw. i have extreme ocd) they can read this and see that if nothing else they arent alone in feeling this way.

[memberment]

The End Is Near Updates??? (Let's fucking go, I guess???)

ALRIGHT WELL

All of my plans to get shit done before school starts continue to swirl the drain as I am full immersed in this rewrite.

I have decided to use headers and make this a single work because honestly I did not want to keep it a series so I figured it out

Also I'm at the end of book one. And SOBBING. I forgot Clyde and Kenny get married in the first round. This was literally the first fic I ever wrote them in like I'm screaming. This fic was my rare pair origin story lowk LMFAOOO like between them and butters/bebe like ugh.

My first book one was like just under 18k and I am currently slowly omw to 22k, like I am right there.

So it's looking like I'm just gonna be belting out monster-illiad length fics for a while with fun little sprinkles of 30/40ks

someone call god, tell him I need intense emotional support because the urge to post another chapter is already creeping up on me and it's been less than 24 hours. I CANNOT FALL INTO THIS SAME FUCKING TRAP AGAIN. Like I just assumed if I reworked an old fic I would throw it on post schedule and contain the same amount of self restraint that I do with my other fics but the literal worms in my brain are like *dont be shy post like 17 chapters in two hours* LIKE WHAT.

Excuse me, I'm busy being insane bc I have literally been up since three (it could have been 1:30, but I honestly can't recall) this morning LMFAO.

9:07 pm update: I took a nap to try and reduce the pure insanity I was dealing with it and I just opened my google doc and realized I'm about to start book 2. GUYS. Book two was by far my absolute fucking favorite. Like, I loved book 2. Frankly, want to make everything else feel more like book 2 bc AHHHHH IT WAS MY FAVORITEEEEE IDC WHAT ANYONE SAYS LMFAO

10:07: I just want you guys to know I reread Craig's chapter, yes his chapter, bc he now longer gets a little separated paragraph, but a chapter, and Heart to Heart came on and I started crying. And then proceeded to reread Tweek's end chapter and We'll Meet Again came on and I'm actually ready to throw up LMFAOOOOOO

(I wrote them before I went to sleep and I had to make sure they read well and blah blah whatever and now I'm just SAD. But also, what the fuck did I expect? This is what happens when you write a sad story with happy little stickers on it and a main character who despite everything wants nothing more than to be optimistic.)

9:18pm hi guys I am on my way home and yall are gonna HEAR IT IN MY END NOTES TONIGHT HOLY SHIT I GAVE TO PROOFREAD DANDELION I AM REALIZING THIS AS I TYPE IM GONNA BE SICK

anyways

I am here to rant bc I was just talking about it DOES ANYONE ELSE dislike when Bebe is portrayed as like an angel or like the opposite end of the spectrum and like straight up mean

LIKE I JUST WANNA SEE HER GIRLBOSS AND PEOPLE DO NOT WRITE HER LIKE THAT ANYMORE CAN I PLS GET SOME SUPER DYNAMIC GIRLBOSS BEBE RECS LMFAOOOOO