#fappy arms

[carrionsong]

💋🌟💕😘

😘: What’s your f/o’s favorite thing about YOU? oooubbgh. he loves that ximena is always willing to try to understand his feelings and not immediately judge him for something, he feels like he doesn't deserve this kindness, especially from someone like him... (Very few ppl know xime and choro share more than a few similarities in how they acted as teens n young adults, and how xime got the grace of ppl who gave her a chance to better themself n knows he can be better too eventually ;_; i will not elaborate make up ur own ideas NCGCJZKKS NO ONE NEEDS 2 KNOW HOW ALIKE WE WERE OK ITS A LIL MORTIFYING TBH😶‍🌫️)

💕: Who’s the clingier one in the relationship? *looks into the camera*

"choro-chaaan... i have to go to work soon. i need at least 30 minutes to get ready, and my alarm went off 15 minutes ago... no more "just 5 more minutes!" i'll be back soon, okay? there's breakfast on the kitchen counter when you're up, you can go back to bed <3" *gives him one last hug and a kiss so he can let go of their arm and stop fappy whining*

he's like a lap dog almost, it's adorable. whines and cries if they're gone for too long (leave for work), overjoyed when she comes to the matsuno household afterwards, changes out of that stuffy uniform, and takes a nap in the kotatsu with him while watching tv and eating mandarins ;o; please don't leave him alone with his thoughts for too long. he'll think himself into a hole, he has anxiety hcbgbjks

🌟: Who’s the tease in the relationship? xime-chan :3c they try to act all cool about it, but he does love the attention they get from him (not like she needs to do much more than like. exist next to him for that HCBJVCS) they like to take the lead and gently hold his cheek in their hand, bringing him in for a peck that quickly turns into a smooch attack! he's beet red and xime just smiles at him, giving him a part on the head before telling him they'll be upstairs. poor boy is gonna have a heart attack they're 100% killin him w this >:]

💋: Where are your favorite places to kiss your f/o /where are their favorite places to kiss you? choro loves to kiss their cheeks, lips, forehead, arms... anywhere he can reach!! ximena loooves kissing his face, his collarbone, and especially his neck while they hug or cuddle :3c

[wendimydarling]

Brat Tamer

Title: Brat Tamer

Summary: I think the title is self-explanatory.

Pairing: Henry Cavill x First Person Reader

Word Count: 739

Warnings: Alcohol consumption, slight choking, dom/sub play, fingering, spanking, gagging.

A/N: SOOOOO... I know I said I’d write this and I did!!! I was indeed able to get it out on Thirsty Thursday, but must of you won’t read it till Fappy Friday. But hey, it got done! Based on this lovely convo thread here, specifically the part between me and @cavillryarchive​. Enjoy my lovelies!

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God, I’d missed this. I’d missed him. 

Events were fine and all, but I only had him for three days. I didn’t want to spend that time dealing with other people, and clearly Henry didn’t either. But of course, duty came first. His hands never left me however, ranging from being tucked in the back pocket of my jeans to currently, where his arm was possessively wrapped around my neck. I tucked my nose into the crook of his elbow and sighed, inhaling the supernatural scent of his skin. 

The party dragged on, and I leaned back against his chest and sighed again, rolling my eyes in boredom. My fingers drew lazy patterns against his tricep and his forearm, and I could feel my mood start to shift. The brat in me was waking, and I was itching to leave. I wanted to be fucked, needed it. It had been months.

“I can’t believe all the work we’ve been doing, it’s just amazing that you’re here Henry, we really appreciate all you’ve done…” 

I tuned out the immensely dull woman fawning over Henry and droning on and on about his accomplishments, shaking my head and looking around. I need a drink. I chanced upon the glass of champagne in Henry’s hand, and an idea formed in my mind. Perfect. I snatched the flute from his loose fingers and eyed him in a playful challenge. 

Henry simply cocked his eyebrow at me and flexed his arm, tightening his muscles around my neck in such a way that was undetectable to the woman still talking. My belly quivered as the first flames of heat began to lick my insides, desperate to light the kindling he created. Henry kissed me softly behind the ear, whispering in that deep, delicious tone of authority he reserved mostly just for me.

“Am I going to need to use my belt later?”

My insides melted at once and my knees nearly buckled. A sharp wave of arousal shot through my core, up into my cheeks and suddenly I felt flushed. I know he saw the brief fluster that flashed across my face, but I checked it quickly and let the brat out to play. I downed the champagne in one gulp and handed the empty glass back to him, ducking from his arm to head to the car. I called out behind me as I sauntered away, peeking over my shoulder to flash him a sassy grin.

“Perhaps.”

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“Are you happy, now that you’ve finally gotten your way?”

I was tied to the bed on my knees, legs spread wide open in the most vulnerable of ways. Henry had bent me over with my arms bound tightly behind my back, and was sitting on the edge of the bed, toying lightly with my folds. I wiggled my hips a little as I watched his face, grinning in anticipation for what was coming next. I loved being spanked.

Henry took his time, ghosting his palm over my ass while circling my clit with the tip of his finger. I could feel my arousal beginning to form, slicking my sex as need and desire embarked upon their journey through my body. Henry pressed two of his fingers into me, hooking them just so until I was riding the edge. 

“Not yet, love. Don’t fall so fast, you’re not allowed yet.”

I bit back a groan as he removed his hands and stood, my heart pounding at once. The familiar sound of a buckle being undone sent fire racing through my center, but I set my face in a stern line. The brat was determined not to give him any satisfaction… for as long as she could. 

“Are you ready for it?” Henry asked, tapping my ass with the crisp leather. I nodded, shivering in excitement. I heard a thump, and suddenly the belt was in front of my eyes, lying on the mattress limp and useless. My brain didn’t understand, I couldn’t figure out what was going on until I was gagged and Henry’s voice was in my ear. 

“You’re gonna lie here and think about what you’ve done. When I come back, then “perhaps” you’ll get what you want. But you don’t control this, love. I do.”

And with that, Henry walked out of the room and shut the door, leaving me helpless and screaming profanities at him through my gag. 

God, I’d missed this.

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PART TWO CAN BE FOUND HERE.

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[acrxmxnal]

Shiz gave a slight head rub over his arm while holding in her mouth a Christmas decorated box. - Fappie Frifmaff! (Happy Christmas!)

“Wait....do you even celebrate Christmas......?”

[angstmatsuscenarios]

how about a scenario where choro gets tired of how much he’s made fun of by his brothers and he breaks down into tears in front of all the brothers after a day of particularly harsh teasing?

Sorry this is so late!! I promise this blog isn’t dead I’ve just been caught up in other things lately but I’ll get back into the swing of things eventually!

Anyway, here is some sad Choro under the cut:

Choromatsu was used to being ridiculed on a daily basis. In a household full of six brothers, teasing was inevitable–and it wasn’t like he could claim the high ground here, either.

But lately…it felt like these teasing attack were more and more frequently targeted at him, and only him. He didn’t know why his brothers seemed to enjoy making fun of him the most. Was it because he would get mad and yell at them, producing the response they wanted so they could laugh at him more for being sensitive? Or was he such an easy target because they had more material to work with? The only thing he knew for sure was that he wished they would stop already.

But they didn’t. Instead they persisted, continually mocking him with or without being provoked to do so–calling him “Fappymatsu,” accusing him of rising and being a hypocrite, on and on. It wasn’t like it was anything new, and deep down he knew he should just ignore it…but it was really starting to hurt.

And then one day…he’d had enough.

It was just an ordinary day, with nothing much going on, all of the brothers congregated in the living room and occupying themselves. Choromatsu sat at the table, hunched over a job magazine, skimming over the various listings in search of something that might fit him. In other words, he was minding his own business, and his brothers’ business as well.

But that didn’t stop Todomatsu from peering up from his phone at him and scoffing, curling his upper lip in contempt.

“Seriously, Choromatsu? You’re still on that?” he drawled, rolling his eyes. “Look, we all know this job-hunting thing is an act, that you just want to make yourself look better than the rest of us, so why don’t you just give it up for once?”

Choromatsu scowled at him, his grip tightening on the pen in his hand. He pointedly ignored the statement, even though he could feel his cheeks burning.

“Ah, lay off of him,” Osomatsu piped up then, and Choromatsu glanced up at him in surprise. Was Osomatsu really coming to his defense for once…?

But the next words to leave his mouth killed that thought. With a snort he remarked, “He’s probably got some idol magazine tucked in there and isn’t even reading the job listings at all. Isn’t that right, Fappy?”

Choromatsu’s cheeks burned even hotter. He couldn’t decide which name he detested worse—Risingmatsu or Fappymatsu. They were equally deplorable. Not like his brothers cared.

Jyushimatsu burst out laughing. “Yeah, Fappymatsu! We know what you’re like! You won’t change on us!”

“Tch. Like we didn’t already know that,” Ichimatsu muttered.

“I am not,” Choromatsu stated flatly. “I really am looking for a job. Because unlike some people, I actually want to have a future.”

“Rising right through the roof,” Todomatsu retorted with another eye roll.

“Haha, Fappymatsu is rising!” Jyushimatsu chortled.

It was like he couldn’t escape it. From either side he heard his brothers insulting him—Todomatsu leering at him, Jyushimatsu and Osomatsu laughing, all the stupid nicknames he couldn’t stand. It felt like everything was closing in on him and suddenly he couldn’t take it another minute.

“Stop it!!” he finally shouted, loud enough to be heard over everyone else. “Just stop it already!”

The brothers all fell silent, turning a shocked look on Choromatsu.

Choromatsu was seething, chest rising and falling with each heavy breath. “Do you guys even think before you speak sometimes?!” he barked. “Does it ever cross your mind that maybe you’re going too far? When I have asked you to stop calling me something, several times, but you still do anyway?”

“Choro—“ Karamatsu began meekly, but Choromatsu barreled on.

“No, no you don’t! Because this is me we’re talking about! You can’t go one day without making fun of me for something. When I start talking about job hunting, you shut me up because you don’t want to hear it. You call me Fappymatsu all the time over one incident! I can’t even read a book without you mocking what I’m reading! I’m sick of it!”

To his horror, tears pricked at his eyes, his breaths uneven as he tried to stop himself from crying. He ducked his head, not even looking at his brothers’ reaction to this.

“Does…does anyone even care how I feel?” he asked, his voice suddenly lowering as a lump rose in his throat. “Does anyone care how much those dumb names hurt my feelings, or make me feel stupid? Even though I’ve told you all to quit…does anyone even care?”

The tears spilled over then, and suddenly he found himself sobbing. Not just crying—outwardly bawling, curled up with his arms wrapped around him and positively shaking as he let the tears flow freely. They’d probably make fun of him for this now, too, acting like such a baby. But who cared anymore?

“Choro…” Osomatsu piped up, sounding conflicted, like he didn’t know what to say. The other brothers hung back, clearly still not sure themselves how to respond to the situation.

“Sh-shut up…” Choromatsu managed to stammer out, sniffling. “Y-you don’t care…”

“Choro, c’mon, of course we care,” Osomatsu insisted gently, settling down beside Choromatsu. “I guess…I guess we didn’t realize you actually meant it when you said how much you hated those nicknames. That was shitty of us. Right, guys?”

Slowly, the others nodded. Karamatsu stepped forward, too, sitting at Choromatsu’s other side and putting an arm around his trembling shoulders.

“We’re sorry, Choromatsu,” Karamatsu said, sounding sincerely. “Really, truly sorry. We never would’ve wanted to make you feel this bad.”

“Yeah…and if it makes you so upset, we’ll stop, okay?” Osomatsu went on, lightly patting Choromatsu’s back. “I promise, we’ll stop.”

The other brothers offered up a pensive murmur of agreement, still distancing themselves from the situation.

Choromatsu could only nod slightly as he struggled to compose himself, breath hitching in his throat and little sobs still escaping him. He wanted to believe them, he really did. He’d never broken down crying like this before over this, so maybe they finally, finally would cease and desist.

But somehow, Choromatsu knew, he just knew….it would only be a matter of time before they forgot their promise and started in with the constant jokes at his expense again. He knew his brothers well enough to know they couldn’t change so easily.

He just didn’t know if he’d be able to take it again.

[redcxded]

@purplematsuno4 Continued from here (X)

The cat on the neet’s lap had at some point clawed his arm a bit. He didn’t think it’d actually broke the skin. The fabric of a hoodie could only protect so well. It was nothing major, but a couple short thin red lines were visible on his arm near his hand with his hoodie sleeve pulled up from him looking at where he got swatted at. “Nothing really just a scratch. It’ll be fine.”

As much a piece of shit as he was, Osomatsu still was getting worried when his little brothers would get hurt. Though it didn’t stop him from brawling with them or sometimes even getting into an actual fight.

“Oi, don’t scare me like that. I thought something happened.” Curious and still slightly worried eldest came closer to the fourth son to take a look at the ‘injury’. “Ehhh, it doesn’t look that bad, but we better wash it. Don’t wanna Fappy or Totty complaining about blood on the stuff or something else.”

[oh-god-theres-6]

What would these dorks do if they had a teen sister that was going out with there friends and they tell her "don't do anything I wouldn't do" and the sister playfully replies " like getting a date?"

Short little scenario that I hope you all enjoy! This one was cute and I thought a played out scene worked better then singular responses^-^ Enjoy!

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“What? Like getting a date?” Her voice held a playful hitch to it, teasing in nature, which drew obvious attention from the six boys who were settled on the floor. Each one held a different emotion; Oso was blank, Kara dramatically hurt by her words, Choro stunned, Ichi unfazed, Jyushi holding his wide-eyed stare, and Totty almost breaking the device between his fingers with a single snap.Oso was the first to speak, laughing out at her words and running his finger under his nose with a small chuckle to follow it.” You crack me up, sis, next time don’t go for such a below the belt hit though, wouldn’t want to loose your shopping money suddenly right?” With a smirk adorning his features he turn the floor to Kara, who takes it an extra step like usual.Standing with little pride in his step he sighs, fingers curling though his dark hair while an overly emphasized sigh alleviates from his lip,” My darling, sister, why do you hurt us so with your words? It is of the cruelest fate that you should treat us, your older brothers, with so little care and respect! I can not—“He was cut off by a magazine being thrown at his face, rightfully silencing the second. Ichi only smirked from where he sat, hand outstretched from his latest action. When he looked towards the girl he only huffed, saying nothing and curling back against the couch with something bout,” people are disgusting anyway,” mumbled under his breath. Choro was silent as well, as soon as he went to open his mouth Oso butted in With a simple,” don’t even try fappy,” So the third eldest was left to simply glare, crossing his arms and sitting back down with disgruntled mumbles. Jyushi didn’t care, his eyes shrinking back to their natural size as he let out giggles. Jumping up he wrapped his sister in a hug, nuzzling her hair sweetly but delivering a simple message,” your a Matsu you know, if we can’t get one then neither can you~” The words were said so sweet before the other was jumping off again, leaving only Totty, who smiled, giggled, and held up his phone like a weapon.“You sure you wanna test that theory, our darling sister?” He grinned lightly, but his threat was short lived, as the girl was running out the door with a squeaked goodbye to follow her. The six only watched, looking between each other and then at Oso.“We’re following her right?” “Yeah,” the eldest laughed,” gotta keep watch on our little sister, what if she actually does get a date?”

[mikhailsbluecarnation-blog]

Choromatsu and Todomatsu centric fanfic

(I thought it is fun to write it)

Todomatsu played his phone too long at night, he awake at noon and found Choro just awake as well,

"Choromatsu nii san..morning, where are the others?" He yawned while leaning to Choro, Choro shrugged and sighed, "What is that paper?". Todomatsu picked it up, reading it and pouted, "They are off to beach without us" he folded his hands and pouting.

Choro sighed, "Shitty brothers! Why?? Why do I have brothers like them?", Choro yelled and sighed, Todomatsu just nodded, "Absolutely shitty! What kind of human beings leave their own brothers alone? Absolutely trash!", Todo added and laughed a bit.

"Hahahaga true true, they are absolutely trash" Choro and Todo laughed together, then stopped. "But other than backtalking, we don't have anything in common huh?" Todo looked at Choro's eyes and sighed, "are we really brothers? Todo does not have heart, so Todomatsu does not know" Todomatsu looked down, his peachy round cheeks covered his whole face, his eyes looks gloomy too, his hands fidgeted for a bit.

"Can't help but it is just like that. Feels like de ja vu" Choromatsu laughed nervously and fixed his collar, "It is awkward right, Totty? Right?", he took a deep breath and sighed, Todomatsu's large eyes stare at him and tilted his head a bit, "What are you talking about, Choromatsu nii san?", Todo nommed some cookies, he knew, he just pretend to not to know.

"...it is awkward" Todomatsu dropped his cookies then he moved fast to Choro and creeping his face to him, Choro moved backward, cold sweated.

"TODOMATSU OI TODOMATSU, what are you thinking?", Todomatsu sighed and pinched Choro's cheeks, "Let's be honest to each other, it is not hard right?".

"What is hard?" Choro looked at him with confusion, Todomatsu smiled and took deep breath, he leaned closer to Choro, Choro is now having a nervous wreck. Todomatsu opened his mouth and...

"HEY THIRD FAPPYING OLDER BROTHER, WHY ARE YOU KEEP ON LOOKING NON EXISTENT JOBS BEYOND YOUR CAPABILITIES? BEING IDOL MANAGER? JUST HOW RISING ARE YOU? TRYING TO DESTROY WHOLE SERIES WITH YOUR RISING GREEN DESTRUCTIVE BALL? WHAT YOU DO IS BEING FAPPYSKI ALLLL DAYYYYYY. Super lame lame lame!", Todomatsu shouted infront of his face, leaving Chodomatsu frozen on his place for awhile. Todomatsu was amused with Choro's place and ended up laughing way too much.

"Ahahahhaa now that is hard!! If I am with you, I feel can talk about anything!!" Todomatsu laughed on floor, laughing until he teared up, "Sorry Choromatsu nii-san...I don't mean to be that hard on you...eh?"

Choromatsu put his hand on floor, keeping Todomatsu on his place, blocking his path. Todomatsu cold sweated, "Choromatsu nii san, are you okay? I said I am sorry".

Choromatsu smirked, "So that is how it is, don't underestimate the power of third born brother!!", Choromatsu leaned to Todomatsu's ears, "Listen to this properly".

Todomatsu giggled, "Properly? Okay then". Choro smirked and shouted, "LISTEN HEY YOUNGEST BROTHER THAT IS LITERALLY HEARTLESS, ROTTEN MORALS, SLY, DRY MONSTER, FAKE CUTENESS, ILL INTENTIONAL FAKE NORMIE! YOU ARE ONE OF US AND ALWAYS BE, WE ARE BROTHERS!",

Choromatsu lied down on next to Todomatsu, "How is it? Does it through your non existent heart? Todomatsu?".

Todomatsu hits Choromatsu repeatedly, "That is too hard!! I will tell Osomatsu nii san about this!!!", Todomatsu cried and keep hitting on him. Choromatsu felt guilty, but he did not want to surrender either, "but..YOU start this!!! We are sextuplets! So it does not matter!". Todomatsu slashed him back, "Pervert!! Normie wannnabe!! I hate you! Waahhh!!!", Todomatsu hit him back more and Choromatsu keep protesting against him. They all continue to roast each other.

"Die!! Third born brother!" Todomatsu picked his sychte and jumped to Choro, Choro ran away and jumped behind sofa, finding Todomatsu's phone, "If you go nearer!! I will destroy your phone!!". Todomatsu stopped, letting go of his sychte then he fell on his knees, crying loudly. "Not fair!! Waaahhh!! I will Osomatsu nii san!!", Choromatsu startled and dropped the phone, "But Osomatsu nii san is my closest brother, you can't!!!".

The door opened, Osomatsu wore a surgical mask and coughing with his feverish cheek, "What happens here? Your onii san caught cold you know...",

Osomatsu sighed and look at them. "It is just noon, why are you fighting?, Osomatsu approached crying Todomatsu and pat his back, Choromatsu stood up and whimpered, "nnnnnn!!!! Osomatsu nii san does not care about me anymore!!", Choromatsu throw tantrum by lying down on floor and kicking air.

Osomatsu was rather puzzled, he carried Todomatsu on his arm and approached him, "Who said that? Tell me everything..".

Choromatsu and Todomatsu stared at each other and folded their hands, "Fine!!! We are just trying to be honest but things are getting way too wild and...and" they started crying and hitting each other again. Osomatsu single handedly stopped them, "Just try to keep some restraints okay? Choromatsu is too blunt, Todomatsu show no limits when being too honest. Both of you are doing more than being honest", Osomatsu scolded them while ruffling their hairs softly then hugged them tightly, "But both of you are my little brothers, so don't fight okay?".

Both of them started sniffling before crying more until their eyes turned red, they got all too tired by crying and fighting too much, "sorry Todomatsu...", Choromatsu showed his small squishy hand and touched Todomatsu's hand, wanting to hold and shook it, Todomatsu wiped his tears and held it before yawning and lying down sleeping on Oso's lap.

Osomatsu looked relieved when he make sure both of them are sleeping,

"I guess I have to be their big brother role for long time huh? The more I delay my growing up phase, the more hurts it is. But it is okay, they are more precious than me"

Osomatsu whispered to thin air, giving more hair ruffles to his beloved little brothers.

Choro and Todo slept soundly on his lap and curling up like babies they were.

[doodlematsu]

I think the anon is saying Rick and Morty "copied" your comic of Atsushi and Choromatsu? If you search up episode 2 of season 3 I guess you might get it?

im putting a patent on “muscular fappy arm joke” so everyone who has made this joke in past present or future owes me $20

[fanfictionlive]

Winter Extacy

It was a Thursday afternoon. He biked through the downpour, suffering with each pedal. He was at the brink of exhaustion, testing fate as he pushed himself forward. He could no longer think anymore; everything was hazy. Each raindrop felt like a bullet, piercing through his entire body hundreds of times per second. A glimmer of hope reappeared in his mind, “I can’t give up now!” he shouted. He had one common goal in his mind: to see him. The man was all he ever cared about. The man was the reason he existed. The man was his savior. He had been an atheist, but the man had given him new faith. Ethan was Atom’s god.

Atom arrived at Ethan's house, exhausted from the journey there. He knocked on the door, but no one answered. Intimidated by the locked door, he broke the window and entered the empty house. He threw his bag on the floor and took off his shoes, gazing at Ethan's lit Christmas tree. It was literally on fire and he had to put it out with a nearby fire extinguisher. At the top of the tree was a half-burned Jewish santa, instead of a star. Atom was delighted by this sight, taking a seat on the couch to gaze at its destruction. Out of nowhere, Ethan burst through the locked door. Atom released an audible gasp that Ethan heard. Atom didn't want Ethan to know about his feelings because he was unsure of what Ethan's reaction would be. Ethan sat next to Atom on the couch and gazed at the smoldering tree with him. They had both received permanent, irreversible scarring in their lungs in the little time they breathed the smoke. They didn't care; the moment was perfect and neither one of them intended to ruin it. Ethan returned the same feelings to Atom, alongside the same worries of his reaction. They placed their hands on the couch, ever so slightly away from the other’s. Atom's fingers worked their way into Ethan’s, gradually intertwining into a romantic turn of fate. Suddenly, EvasiveAce threw down a wall and ripped Atom and Ethan apart. He ripped off their clothes and inserted his penis into each one of their anuses, alternating with each thrust. Tears were literally pouring from each of their faces as EvasiveAce was having a good time. After he had his fun, he threw them down to rot and left the scene, pulling up his pants. Atom and Ethan stared at each other, cum dripping from each of their loose buttholes. They had no life left in them and just wanted to die. Unexpectedly, a retarded dinosaur that went by the name of Fappy stood towering above them, visible through the torn down wall. He looked at them with lust in his eyes. His 3 inch erect penis looked thirsty for a bruisin’ as Fappy’s arms were too short to play with it. Just staring at the two wet bois made him want to burst. He had no self-control and was immediately taken over by the urge to stick his penis in their rectums. Atom stared at Fappy with death in his eyes. They seemed to say, “Please… no more… it hurts..” Fappy disregarded Atom’s feelings and leaned his 10 foot body into the house. It took him 5 minutes to insert his penis into Ethan. As soon as he did, Fappy exploded and left Ethan speechless. His eyes lit up with delight as Fappy removed his penis; Ethan had contracted autism. Ethan immediately stood up and waved his arms around like a caveman who just discovered how to to play with himself. It took Atom a minute to figure out what was happening, but when he did, he did everything in his willpower to crawl away from the scene. Ethan’s autism combined with his overwhelming feelings for Atom made him thirstier for cum than ever before, and Atom knew this. Ethan started towards Atom, walking with his tongue dangling from his mouth. His movements were sporadic and twitchy, without any control. Atom couldn't do it, there was no way he could get away in time. Suddenly, Fappy crushed Atom’s bike, along with all of his hopes of getting away. He was surrounded, and just decided to accept it. Atom let Ethan stick his 6” penis down his throat, enjoying every moment as his fantasies clashed with reality. Meanwhile, Fappy punched his 3” penis through Atom’s ear and into his mouth, crossing paths with Ethan. Atom was guzzling on cum as his facial tissue tore open and he couldn’t control his tear ducts anymore. The tears and cum mixed together into a salty mixture that Atom inhaled into his lungs, burning into the scarring from the smoke earlier. He too contracted autism and had no control of his body. He no longer had control of his penis as he had orgasm after another and cum flew across the room and onto the street outside. His body and future were destroyed but he didn't care.

Ethan and Fappy retracted their penises back into their bodies and welcomed Atom to the team through an autistic language that only they understood. Atom was glad to be apart of the team. All of his strength returned to him as a bonus of the autism, and he stood up with the other two. “So what now?” Atom asked, “Do we find other people to spread our Christmas spirit to?” Ethan replied joyfully, “Yes, I believe we’d be doing the world a favor by injecting our seed into everyone we met!” Fappy nodded in agreement as his long-lasting lust was finally satisfied. Atom grabbed the Jewish santa as a weapon and started down the street with the gang. Nearing their destination, the school, they caught glimpse of two people: Sierra and a red man. Sierra commanded the scary red man to shoot his webslinger to catch them. Atom tried to flee, but was caught in a sticky substance that immobilized him. No amount of force could undo the trap. Catching people like this was Sierra's guilty pleasure. She ordered Spidey to come back but it wouldn't work; Atom was smiling as Spidey was cornered by Fappy and Ethan. It was too late.

Sierra stood in horror as Spidey, once her loyal pet, was towering above her. Atom, Ethan, and Fappy figured that Spidey should have the honor of doing the deed. Spidey didn't even take off his pants; he ripped off her clothes and shot his webslinger up her vaginal cavity. Sierra, delighted by this and her newfound autism, called the others to tear her apart. Atom hacked away at the sticky substance with the Jewish santa. They didn't hesitate; in fact, she looked like Atom by the time they were done with her. They were on a mission to rebuild modern society.

They arrived at the school. Fappy tore through the door with his autistic army and led everyone through the hallways. No one would ever suspect a retarded dinosaur, a scary red man, and three butt-naked people dripping with cum. Suddenly, a wild Trent appeared! Sierra was baffled and determined to catch him. She puked up a blood-covered autistic seal and sent him into battle. “Jordan.. use.. um… well.. attack!” Sierra stuttered, well aware of Jordan’s incompetence and lack of abilities. The autistic seal just stood there, baffled, with an autistic smile on its face and the need to hump something. It took 3 punches from Trent and then ran away. Even Fappy, the retarded dinosaur, was disappointed in him. Sierra gave up on Jordan and called for help. Reluctantly, everyone ganged up and raped Trent, getting really turned on by his girlish screams. After getting savagely torn apart, Trent gained the ability to constantly flood his brain with dopamine without building up a tolerance to it. This feeling of constant immeasurable pleasure gave him the ability to block out any pain; combined with the regenerative properties of his autism, he was practically immortal, hallucinating from the dopamine. Trent was one of the new God's of this world. He ran in classroom after classroom and flooded them with his semen, generating it faster than he could disperse it. Everyone in the school was now an autistic slave, all thanks to Fappy. Although, the plan wasn't complete.

A thought struck Atom as he was pleasuring himself with the Jewish santa: the CTE was unharmed. This wasn't acceptable, as eventually the entire world would have autism. Atom immediately notified the other four Gods of the New World™: Ethan, Fappy, Sierra, and Trent. They all agreed to leave the High School for then and head down to the CTE as their next target. There was now two feet of semen in any given part of the high school, thanks to Trent. It was difficult to walk through the hallways, so the Gods crawled instead. Finally, they made it to the door in the back of the auditorium, but struggled to get it open, so Sierra summoned Spidey to knock it down. Ethan was swept off of his feet from all of the cum flowing out of the door, so Atom came to his rescue and helped him up. As soon as he did, he notified the gang that it was safe to come out. They followed in his footsteps down the pathway, eager to rape and pillage like the Russians back in WWII. The rain had returned. Something was eerie about the tone; even Trent, who was still hallucinating from the dopamine, wasn't himself. Atom and Ethan held hands. Their eyes were moving independently to search the area. They were halfway to the CTE when the unspeakable happened: EvasiveAce appeared out of thin air using anti-autism magic. Fappy and Trent approached him, but Atom, Ethan, and Sierra stayed back. Atom and Ethan were so shocked from the PTSD that they collapsed on the ground. Even the autism couldn't repress those memories. Sierra simply didn't want to fight EvasiveAce because she wuved him. Fappy was the first to attack; he shot EvasiveAce with his autistic cum from 10 feet away. EvasiveAce neutralized Fappy’s attack with his anti-autism magic and furthermore knocked him out, turning to Trent afterwards. Trent was speechless. The dopamine wasn't working. Fear had overtaken his body and there was no way to get rid of it; he was forced to use his final attack: banning him. “Stay back EvasiveAce,” Trent’s voice quivered, “I’m not afraid to use this”. Trent raised his mighty hammer and thrust it down upon EvasiveAce!

But it didn't work.

It was futile.

All was lost.

From the moment Trent contracted autism, he was vulnerable to EvasiveAce's anti-autism magic. It was too late to stop him.

Out of nowhere, something happened: claws ferociously gripped EvasiveAce the moment before he attacked Trent. He was torn apart! Everyone was paralyzed in shock as blood splattered on their faces. It was Jordan, the autistic seal! He had saved everyone, and the future of humanity alongside that. Although, he probably wasn't even aware of that. Fappy rose from the ground to see what had happened, and was equally stunned by the sight. Upon further inspection, Jordan was carrying two people in his mouth: Autumn and Jessica. Jessica was easy to deal with; she had no reproductive organs, therefore could not contract autism, so she was crucified. Autumn, on the other hand, was thrown on the ground and prepared for the time of her life. Everyone approached her with their penises erect and thirsty for her. Even Sierra grew a temporary penis just for this. They ripped off her clothes, but that wasn't good enough so they tore off her skin, too. Fappy grew a 15” penis and ripped through her muscle tissue and into her bloodstream. The entire school ran down to the scene and took all gave her their seed at the same time. Autumn then contracted autism and regenerated the ripe flesh around their penises and absorbed all of their autism until she became the only true God if this world. She released everyone and rose into the sky to watch over everyone for all eternity. Not only the team, but everyone at the school was left behind, cured of autism. In the end, everyone was happy. Even Atom and Ethan were content as they made love in the second stall in the upstairs girls bathroom. The semen in the school was dried and every sperm was dead, along with the autism. EvasiveAce came back to life and paid for the torn down wall. Fappy, Spidey, and Jordan went out on a few dates together and eventually had a three-way marriage. Sierra continued to wuv EvasiveAce, nothing more. Everyone was content, life was great. They were only gay 4 the memes, tho.

Note: A few inside jokes as I wrote for an audience; also, please don't take the autism thing seriously.

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HW1case question 1

Q1. Prepare case notes on an ethics case related to intellectual property. Online students will post their notes to their blog. Your notes should include the following.

     +  http://lawofthegame.com/flappy-birds-legal-green-pipes/

·    +  Some important facts are:

Flappy Bird is a mobile phone game developed by Nguyen Ha Dong, a developer in Hanoi, Vietnam, and produced by dotGEARS, a small-scale, independent game development studio based in Vietnam and released in 2013.

In just a few weeks, the mobile app, Flappy Bird, became a global phenomenon. Flappy Bird as the most downloaded app on the App Store as well as on Google Play. The game suddenly jumped from the position of 1454 to No. 1 within just 26 days.

The player controls a bird, trying to go through the green pipes without touching them.

Controlling a Mario by tapping a button that flaps his arms causes him to move upward, while not flapping causes Mario to fall downward. The Flappy Bird graphic itself resembles more like the fish from this same underwater level.

Flappy Bird has been criticized for the difficulty of the game and accusations of copying images, sounds, also activities of some other games.

Flappy Bird was taken down on the App Store and Google Play by its author on February 10, 2014, due to its crimes - which, as the author feels - is addictive and overused.

The main reason “Flappy Bird” was removed from the app store is because of its eerily similar appearance to Nintendo’s 1985 game “Super Mario Bros.”

It also has been involved in multiple lawsuits alleging copyright violation from various competitors.

The game's popularity and abrupt takedown made the community hot, even with Flappy Bird pre-installed phones for sale on the Internet for a high price.

Some games that were similar to Flappy Bird became famous on the iTunes App Store after Fappy Bird was removed. Then both Apple and Google removed the games from the app market for reasons that were too similar to the original.

     +  Five questions to ask about the case are:

 Why was Flappy Bird removed?

Is Flappy Bird copyrighted?

Was the resolution of the case ethically right or wrong?

Could there have been a better resolution?

What ethical principles are conflicting here?