#hes so big and dumb and dumb but he brings me sm comfort idk how to describe it

[wholegrainporkndbeans]

god no one knows jasper rolls like I do

[satendou]

⟼  dirty, filth, grimy

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⇢  pairing: bokuto kotaro/reader

⇢ au: aged up!au, pro!bokuto

⇢ summary: bokuto isn’t slick, and isn’t a shower supposed to help you get clean?

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⇥  requests are open! | rules

⇢  warnings: established relationship, smut, fingering, locker room sex, shower sexy, unprotected sex

⇢  word count: 2.3k

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⇢  a/n: i was on a roll with public sex when i wrote this ionno. also i’m sorry i always have to go back and edit to say thank you to @keijiskitten​ for beta reading for me idk why i always forget ugh but ily and appreshiate u sm

The squeal of wheels and thudding of balls against the floor slowly petered out as the team got ready to go home. The only one who was not quite ready to leave yet was Bokuto, who had continued practicing his spikes for a while after the rest had showered up and started cleaning. So you were stuck waiting around for him to get finished, helping him clean up and then settling in to wait for him to shower.

He gave your forehead a quick peck on his way by, and you watched him shed his shirt as he walked towards the locker room, the fabric sticking to his back with sweat as he slid it up and over his head. Just as he put his hand on the doorknob, he stopped and turned back to you wearing the most mischievous smirk you had ever seen. 

Which was saying something, when it came to Bokuto.

“Say, you haven’t showered yet, have you?” he said, taking slow steps back in your direction. “I saw you helping the others earlier. That’s pretty gross, _____.”

You blinked at him in confusion. Way earlier, you had filled in for someone for a few minutes, tossing balls to the setter while he went to get a drink-- not even long enough to break a sweat. With the way Bokuto watched you like a hawk, mostly to make sure you were paying attention to him showing off for you, he had to know that.

“What’re you up to, Ko?” you asked, crossing your arms over your chest.

You knew that look. He was plotting something.

His hands came out, held up in defense, still wearing a mischievous smirk. “I’ve no idea what you’re talking about, _____. You need to shower, I need to shower. I just thought we could conserve water is all. Ecological consciousness and all that.”

You snorted and stood up, pulling your bag off your shoulder and setting it on the chair, followed by your jacket “You’ve been spending too much time with Kuroo. Ecological consciousness, is that the best you can come up with?”

As you fell into step beside him, he took your hand and dragged you towards the door. “Don’t be mean, _____. And besides, it worked, didn’t it?”

You rolled your eyes and nodded. It wasn’t like you knew how to say no to him anyway, and he’d have just pestered you if you had. But try telling him that.

The door opened silently, the lights flicking on automatically when they detected movement. The silence inside was almost eerie. You were rarely in there in general, let alone without the team, so you had never noticed before. Your footsteps echoed as Bokuto led the way to the showers, the handle squeaking quietly as he turned it, setting it to the temperature that he liked. 

His shorts hit the floor and then his hands found your shirt, tugging it up and off of you. The rough pads of his fingers skimmed up your back to your bra clasp, and then it was gone too. Palming your breast in one of his warm hands, he smirked at you. “You’re so pretty, _____.”

You trembled when he pinched your nipple between his forefinger and thumb and pulled, letting it go and watching it jiggle and bounce. Your pants hit the floor next and you stood naked before him. Even after years together, you flushed under his intense, hungry gaze, like you had every time since the first. The way he watched you was both flattering and unnerving, like he wanted to eat you up-- or out, which you didn’t doubt either. 

The thought made you blush harder, knowing firsthand how good he was at that.

“Watcha thinkin’ about, princess?” he asked, guiding you by the hips as he walked backwards into the warm water. He groaned as it beat his sore muscles, pulling you right to his chest under the spray. 

“Um, you,” you whispered, tapping on his chest with your fingertips. Absentmindedly, you slid your hand up and over his broad shoulder, cupping his neck, watching the water collect against your fingers and spill over. It always amazed you how warm Bokuto was; he just radiated heat like the sun. With his arms wrapped around you, your body pressed to his firm one, you felt safe and comfortable, protected. 

And more than a little turned on.

“Me?” he asked, and sounded genuinely startled. He looked down at you with wide eyes, searching your face for...something, and you laughed.

“Of course you, you dork,” you said, tugging on his bangs. The water had washed the gel keeping his spiky locks upright and it now fell down naturally into his face. “Who else would I mean? You’re so dumb, Ko.”

In response, he pushed his bangs up and off his forehead, slicking it back. “You’re so mean to me, _____.”

“You bring it on yourself, you know. ‘Me?’ Honestly,” you said. You squeezed the back of his neck, pushing against it and he willingly came down, pressing his lips to yours before he could respond. Your tongue slipped past his lips, probing against his and tasting the remnants of the fruity energy drink he had chugged not long ago. He groaned, his hands sliding down and squeezing your ass. You could feel his erection pressing between your legs, but you weren’t quite ready to give in yet.

Pulling away, you smiled, and he recognized the teasing intent behind it. When you pulled out of his arms, he whined and made to drag you back, but the water made it dangerous to play around so he let you slide free, watching you pick up his body wash and loofah.

As slowly as you could manage, you started to scrub his chest in slow circles and watched his head tip back. Your free hand rested on his abs, thumb mimicking the movements of your occupied hand, collecting up the suds that slid down.

He groaned as your hands ghosted over his hip and laughed at the tight squeeze you gave his ass and squeezed yours, causing you to giggle.

“If we get caught we’re so dead, you know that right? Coach’ll give you so much receiving practice your arms will fall off,” you warned as the loofah slid from your hand, hitting the floor with a wet slap. It fell on deaf ears as Bokuto swept you up in a heated kiss, tongue probing between your lips for a taste.

“Worth it,” he grunted, guiding you carefully backwards until your back met the wall. With one arm propped over your head, he used his knee to guide your legs apart. Wet fingers probed your slick lips, splitting them open to graze your entrance. “So ready for me already, babygirl.”

You sighed as he eased his way in, thumb flicking your clit. You raked your fingers through his hair, tugging on the knots created by the water, rocking your hips into his fingers. “Always for you, Ko. You feel so good.”

His cock twitched at your easy praise, moaning low in your throat as he slid a second one into your tight heat. Your soft hand wrapped around his bobbing cock, using the water as a makeshift lube to pump, thumb smearing precum down his length. His hips jerked in time with your hand, fingers syncing up as they thrust in and out of you, little moans reaching his ears until his lips covered yours again.

His fingers curled inside of you, the tips massaging just right and your lips parted, thighs squeezing down on his hand.

“Ko, Ko, shit,” you stuttered against his lips, fingers locking in his hair.

He pulled back, eyes glazed and nodded, pulling his fingers from your opened cunt with a slick noise. Guiding you to turn around, you leaned over and slid your hands up the back of your thighs. You squeezed, fingers parting your folds for him and he licked his lips at the sight of your glossy pussy spread wide.

“Baby, that’s so sexy,” he groaned, fingertips gliding down through your folds and clit, on display and dripping for him. “Didn’t know you had such a dirty side.”

“Well, I’m about to let you fuck me in the team locker room, I think I can afford to have a little fun,” you responded, voice raspy as he dipped his finger inside you one last time.

He fisted his cock in his hand, guiding the tip to your creamy entrance, and groaned when you clenched around him. His jaw slacked open, tongue wetting his lips as he continued to press into you, hands helping to spread your ass further apart so he could watch himself disappear. 

Halfway in, he pulled back out and the sight of your slick covering his length caused him to groan and slam back into you, eliciting a squeal from your parted lips.

“Ko, fuck, that feels so good, oh my god, so big,” you babbled, words just pouring out of your mouth. You couldn’t help it as he battered your cervix, flared tip dragging along every nerve ending inside your stretched pussy. Only his hands on your hips kept you from slamming into the wall with every thrust, pulling you backwards to meet his hips and filling the small stall with wet slaps.

His head was angled down, eyes glued to the slide of his slick cock in and out of your pussy, and he groaned deep in his chest when you squeezed down on him. He couldn’t help the jerk of his hips, his pace stuttering as a strong lance of pleasure shot through him.

“Baby, what are you doing to me?” he asked when you giggled, probably at his response. He sounded blissed out, starting a slow, shallow rocking motion inside you. 

You could feel every vein and fold of his shaft drag along your spongy walls, grinding against your g-spot and cervix and clit, and your toes curled from the overwhelming pleasure. When you squeezed around him this time, it was out of your control, a moan loosing from your lips and your nails curling into your palms. Your cheek met the wet tile wall, mouth slack as he started to fuck you again, hips slamming into yours faster than before.

You prattled his name like a mantra, mixing praises and moans in against your will as the coil built tighter.

“So good, Ko. You fuck me so well, every time. Gonna cum, baby, please make me cum,” you moaned, craning your neck back to look at him. His piercing yellow eyes met yours, mouth twisted somewhere between pleasure and a smirk and it sent shivers down your spine, mixing with the pleasure in your gut and you whimpered his name.

His fingers curled in your now-damp hair and pulled you up, twisting your head so that he could kiss you. It was sloppy, tongue delving between your lips and lapping at yours, and when he pulled away a string of drool came with him. “Cum for me, pretty girl. Wanna feel you cream all over my cock.”

A high whine left you, his sharp eyes hypnotizing you as he pounded your tight hole, his words sending heat lancing through you and the coil snapped. Your back arched, body going rigid in his arms as your fingers scrabbled for purchase on the tiled walls. His movements slowed, riding you through it with small rolls of his hips as your moans bounced off the walls and drowned out the sound of the water still falling over you.

When you finally went limp, leaning against his chest, he nipped at your ear before whispering, “I’m so close, baby, stay with me. Let me cum in this pretty pussy, ‘kay?”

You nodded, lips parting as he started moving again, just as hard and fast and before and a scream bubbled in your throat. It was both too much and too good, the pleasure almost painful but there was a deep need to feel him bury his cock deep in you, hear him moan your name as he filled you to the brim.

It didn’t take long, listening to the small whines and moans that left your lips, nails digging into his wrist as your overstimulated pussy spasmed around him.

“C-Cumming,” he moaned, his broad frame curling around yours, hips jerking as he used your pussy to milk himself dry. His breath came in pants, hot puffs of air against your sweat slicked skin, and then he was pulling out of you, admiring the fucked out look on your face when he turned you around.

Your arms curled around his neck, letting him hold you up as your eyes fluttered. “You’re gonna have to help me stand, Ko. I can’t feel my legs.”

He laughed, the sound too loud in the aftermath of that. It was so intense you had forgotten you were literally in a public place, anyone able to walk in on you at any moment. “A job well done then, huh?”

“As always,” you murmured, nuzzling against his neck. He kept one arm around you, holding you close as he turned the temperature of the water down a little. “Now let’s shower so we can get going. I’m starving.”

At the mention of food, he perked back up, his energy returning as if he hadn’t just fucked you into the wall. In record time, you were both scrubbed down and getting dressed, heading out into the gym to gather your things up.

“Can we just get something to take home? I’m pretty tired after all that exercise,” he said, rubbing the back of his head as he watched you pick your bag up.

You rolled your eyes, catching his mischievous yellow eyes roaming over your body before licking his lips. “Yeah, Kou. I’m sure that’s your reason for wanting to get home.”

He shrugged, tossing a beefy arm across your shoulders. “What can I say? I’m a man of taste. And I really, really wanna taste you.”

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[ultjunsus]

Just ranting

Sometimes I really feel like even though I was diagnosed with selective mutism, that I don’t or more that I don’t anymore? Maybe it’s the fact that a lot of people now a days will say someones faking for attention or something along those lines. Even though I know I was diagnosed by a professional my mind tells me that I’m just faking it.

My life living with SM has been really rough. I was never really properly treated, I believe I was just given medication and went to occasional sessions where they didn’t work with me or even really address me. School was a roller coaster where I was fine with my friends but with anyone else it was hell, especially presenting. But I didn’t have a system set up for me and was forced to present even if I was on the verge of tears. And it only got worse as I went into middle and high school. I guess thankfully(?) by the time I went into high school I learned that no one understood why I’d stutter or sometimes have an actual breakdown about presenting or whatever in front of the class and my mom never talked to the school to set up any sort of system for me guess cause she thought I got through fine without it every other year. So I just “got over it” did what I had to and if the breakdown hit after it did. Mentally high school was the roughest part of my life. There were so many days I didn’t even have the energy to get out of bed. I’d have a C in one class and my father would lose his mind about it. And my mom who told me I could always talk to her would yell at me when I tried to tell her I needed a day to stay home due to bad mental health.

I got more comfortable in some classes but even those classes when I had to do certain things it would trigger and I’d shut down and no one would understand. Choir was a big example. I was really comfortable in there with my friends and my teacher but when it came around time for solos or anything where the class or my teacher had to hear me by myself I’d feel myself start to shut down. But I couldn’t explain it to them and I doubt it’d do me much good to try to. So i’d just somehow suffer through whatever it was and nearly breakdown if not completely breakdown after. It was so mentally, emotionally, and physically taxing.

I dunno how everyone else’s feels but I not only feel my ability to speak just stop I also tend to space out entirely and not register much. I get lost in my own head, playing all bad outcomes over and over in my head. I pick at something or fidget with something, or I’ve even rubbed a small portion of my skin raw without realizing it. My breathing becomes short and labored as I literally feel my chest and throat tighten. Sometimes I’ll even end up crying depending on how bad it gets. Maybe its because my untreated SM has stemmed into social and general anxiety as well as depression but its such a horrible experience.

I’m now 21 and I’ve had 1 job and it was possibly the worst experience of my life. The job pushed me to my lowest and I’ve been stuck here since. My breakdowns have been happening more often than I’d like to admit. There was a point where i’d come home and breakdown nearly every day after work. I dreaded going but I couldn’t bring myself to quit. Then Harvey hit and our store flooded and we were expected to go to nearby stores while they remodeled but it took me so long to get at least mostly comfortable with everyone in our salon I couldn’t bring myself to go through all that again with new people it took a lot out of me to do it the first time. That on top of how bad my mental state was because of the job I just couldn’t. So I took that opportunity to quit. I haven’t been employed since but that’s because my mom kept telling me not to because of her and my dad’s clashing work schedules and my lack of license and car so I wouldn’t have a reliable ride to and from. So we put it off.

I quit back in Aug of 2017 and the entire time I’ve been unemployed I’ve felt like garbage for not working but every time i brought it up my mom just brushed it off. Yes I could’ve just gotten a job but I wouldn’t have a ride without her and I didn’t want to burden her with that. Even though my mom brushed it off my dad always brought it up and made me feel like shit about it. My dad never tried to understand what I was going through and was often hypocritical about a lot of things. When i’d sleep for too long because I was depressed he’d yell at me but he could sleep all day if he wanted. In Oct a lot of stuff happened and my parents have ended up separating. My mom doesn’t make enough to cover bills  and groceries. My sister and her family are staying with her us for the time being as well which is a whole nother situation for my anxiety. But due to this my mom applied to for food stamps but because I’m an adult who isn’t working they wanted my psychiatrist (who I haven’t seen since high school because I no longer have insurance) to fill out a form saying i couldn’t work or they wanted me to apply to work force for them to help me get a job. Mind you for the last 3 years I’ve wanted nothing more than to go back to my psychiatrist and get help, especially with how bad my depression is. But I don’t have insurance and because of how shitty our system is I can’t get any so that wasn’t an option. So I was stuck with workforce.

When we went the first time I had forgotten my wallet with my SS and ID which they said I wouldn’t need so we went in to apply or whatever only to find out that I did need it. And in that short not even 5 mins my anxiety spiked so high that it took me 30 mins in the car to calm down. I felt like everyone’s eyes were on me and I was shaking so bad. We went back the next day and I broke down merely filling out the form because someone continued to come over and check on us. It was hard to breathe and I even cried. I hate crying in public I try my best to hold out til I’m at least away from people but I couldn’t. A month prior to all of this I had made plans with my BF to come down for the holidays until after the New year to see him and meet his mom who had come back from Germany and invited me. But when we got the letter that I had to go into the workforce and do stuff I only had like 2 days to do so. We went in the last day and the lady I was sat with (by myself btw) made it very apparent. When I told her the situation she proceeded to be like “todays the last day and you have to come in tomorrow to work with us. What do you want me to do?” in a very condescending tone, talking to me like I’m an idiot. At this point I’m already internally freaking out and I’m trying not to cry again and I start stuttering out an IDK when she cuts me off and calls her supervisor and gets an answer. After that she was oh so sweet to me but before she was very snarky and made me feel like a dumb child. It was back to back questions of “have you worked? How long? Why did you quit?” As if I chose to be unemployed this long without a good reason.

She sent me off and I started walking to my mom and she told me I nearly passed out doing so before I ran outside to just broke down, collapsing on the side walk. I couldn’t enjoy my 3 weeks away from home because all I could think about was coming back and doing that all over again. I could only think about coming back and being talked to like an incompetent child. Being talked to like some lazy idiot who hasn’t worked for the past 2 years out of sheer laziness. I’ve had literal consistent daily breakdowns over this in the past week. I have literally had trouble sleeping because of this. I come home and I try talking to my mom about it because i have to go back before the 9th and she either brushes me off or tells me “Ik you’re uncomfortable” as if me having 3 breakdowns in the same day and nearly passing out was just uncomfortable. Or she’d tell me “idk what you want me to do. I didn’t ask for things to be like this” as if I was saying I was blaming her for this as if I didn’t know what our situation was right now. My mother who always told me I could always go to her about anything won’t listen to me or downplays my anxiety when its literally made the last 3 weeks living hell. I just I don’t understand.

Idk what this post became tbh I’m a mess.

[worldsbestpredators]

ramble to me about Eleanor

Send me the name of one of my Muses you want to learn more about, and I’ll ramble about them.

DSBRGEOUGHRSEUOONFOSNGFDGN i could talk about Eleanor McCarty (the Cullen is optional) all day *cries*

She might actually be my favorite Twilight Muse. I'd say it's a tie between her and Edythe, but lately it feels like I talk more about Eleanor to those who put up with me going on and on about fictional characters.

tbh I love the whole McCarty family which I had to create myself since someone didn't think Emmett and Eleanor's backstories were good expand on... although knowing SM she would have ruined them anyway, so the McCarty family is mine now. All 11 of them (not including the four grandparents). Yes Eleanor has 7 or 8 biological siblings depending on if its the twin verse or not (but lbr its always the twin verse)

I can't remember what exactly made me include El when I decided to write Emmett, but she really just became her own person instead of just a "female version of Emmett" She's a clown, but she's not as exactly chill as Emmett. She doesn't show it but for a long time she felt like she had something to prove because her mother did not approve of her ( #mommyissues). For years Eleanor was the only girl in the family, so her mother put pressure on her to be a proper young lady. To be the young woman that she (mama McCarty) wanted to be when she was that age, but Eleanor was more interested in doing whatever her brothers did. It was easier to keep up with her brothers than be whoever her mother wanted her to be, which caused many disagreements. Eleanor prefers her father over her mother. He had always been supportive of her, although he didn't always understand her.

The pressure Doris McCarty put on Eleanor lessened after the second girl (and youngest child) was born. Sasha was the little girl Doris always wanted. Well almost. Sasha did like to roughhouse with her brothers, and occasionally made a few of the ones closer to her age cry, but 9 kids can really tire a person out.

Got a bit off topic. but Eleanor gets jealous often, she just hides it very well. As a kid she was jealous of her brothers' freedom, as a teen she was jealous of her brothers' being able to have an obvious relationship with women while when she flirted with girls it was frowned upon ( in the 1900s when she was human in twilight verses, in other verses her mom still didn't like it but it was only her she had to deal with). Hell, after getting turned into a vampire Eleanor was jealous of Rosalie's preference for Emmett and their relationship. She eventually got over the last one, but it never seemed fair that Emmett always got the girls she wanted so effortlessly.

this is getting long so

El isn't skinny, but she isn't all muscles either. She has a soft layer of fat over her muscles, and she loves her body. Her body is still like this as a vampire. The venom didn't change much other than getting rid of all her scars (minus the original bite mark that changed her). Her nails grew a bit, she usually always kept them short, but she bit them back down to a comfortable length after finding out that a nail clipper wouldn't work. She still finds the face Edward gave her when finding her biting her toenails in the living room hilarious, and the face he made when she said "what, do you wanna bite them off for me?" even funnier.

Her hair grew a bit more, and her curls became a little more defined after the change as well.

The only time Eleanor is a little slimmer is in the DC verse when she becomes Batgirl for a bit (or the other DC verse where she becomes a vigilante). The constant action (plus the training it took for her to be allowed to be Batgirl) made her burn off waaay more than she could eat. Her body is more like the picturebelow

she doesn't stay in the crime fighting life for long. maybe a year or so depending on the verse. She loves the adrenaline rush, but she's stubborn and very angry at the time (anger is her way of grieving as a 18/19/20 year old). Crime fighting is the worst therapy, and her heart was never in it. She loved helping people, but all the patrols and rules got on her nerves. Also she can't bring her pet chicken, Carl, with her even though she got him a little mask to hide his identity as well (Bruce was not very amused by that, or if he was he did not show it). a world where crime fighting chickens are frowned upon is a world she does not want to be part of

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in her HP verse, she's a Slytherin. The only Slytherin in her family besides her mother. She's also a halfblood. Her mother met her muggle father, fell in love, and moved to a different country to be with him. Her siblings are scattered across the other three houses, which didn't bother her because it allowed her space from them. She loves her brothers, but sometimes they were too nosy. It never stopped her from visiting them. All the McCarty kids shared house secrets with each other. Rules be damned, they all hang out in each other's common rooms until they get kicked out.

When they were in their second year, Eleanor actually found a way to show her dorm to Emmett by carrying him on her back to the door. The floors may prevent boys from entering girl dorms, but if his feet doesn't touch the floor how would the floor know? ( she may be an idiot and a clown most of the time, but she's not dumb)

Eleanor gets into too much trouble to become a Head Girl or Prefect, but that did not stop her from giving herself the title of Head Mom / Slythermum at some point and keeping an eye out for the younger Slytherins (well younger students in general, but it was easier to spend time with the bb slytherins) She just couldn't not be a chaotic big sister to someone. She speaks to everyone, even if it's just a passing hey in the hall.

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uhhh i can't think of more crossover verses so a fun fact about the twilight & death verse before we go. When the Edward and Bella thing goes on, and the family has that meeting where Edward is outed by Alice, Emmett's laughing, but Eleanor literally said out loud "how did you go from wanting to kill her to wanting to fuck her?" because she's genuinely confused. after that, since no one's gonna actually listen to her about why this shit is weird, everytime edward and bella do something she refers to it in her head as 'white nonsense' and sometimes aloud to emmett. she's still friendly to Bella, and grows to like her (she's never outright mean or dismissive to the girl because she's done nothing to deserve it) but she doesn't understand whatever is going on between Edward and Bella. Same goes for Edythe and Beau (or Edy and Bella or Ed and Beau... you get the point) she just doesn't understand it.

i do have a hc that Eleanor would probably offer to take Bella to an adult toy shop, but since I never have a Bella to write with idk how to imagine it going. Especially since Eleanor would absolutely sit next to Bella and say "so, Bella, I hear you want your pussy popped. You're in luck, little sis because I know all the raunchy stores that Edward will never take you to. "

[celestialallstars]

Episode #13: “baaa louder.” - Zach

So after that tribal I feem good and bad. On one end, I think it was the best case for me to use it for vote reveal and it showed Bryce/Zach up, Rhys is out and yeah. On the other, I regret voting Rhys out now because it will give Michael and Chloe an excuse to force rocks in F8 unless some serious minigames are done. SO I am going to ask Michael/Chloe to F3 maybe? Not sure yet but I think now if I ever do reach the end, I am gonma probably use this vote as a reason to win since I feel if I didnt make the decision to say anything, I would have possibly left. AND everyone got exposed? Miss me on that revote

girl im going home

so tribal happened and like. period. it was really sad + like i love rhys and seeing him go was upsetting, but like.. it's the game. no hard feelings! but i'm so frustrated with so many people. it's less of the game but more of how they acted, and thats why bryce and i snapped and leaked literally every little thing we know. like my issues were like... chris' main point was vilifying bryce & i for targeting him, but like, that happened AFTER loris slept. and??? they had a plan since i lost immunity to split on bryce/rhys. like yeah be mad at me for the shadiness of the mitch vote per se (albeit it not being super shady imo), but like... call that out initially. don't act like im in the wrong for the vote TONIGHT when the alliance was always so cliquey. then chloe got... idk. arrogant? like i snapped at her (wrongly so) but my annoyance with her is not deep, its just that she is like 'oh yalls voted me' but its like... ok. we thought you leaked. and even if you didnt (which she didnt), they legittttt WERE VOTING BRYCE ANYWAY LIKE . IT DOESNT MATTER. STOP VICTIMIZING YOURSELF. YOU WERE SHADY YOURSELF. but i cant be too mad because they didnt know about the 8 person alliance (supposedly) and i suppose with the info they DID have, they made a good decision. though still dumb i hate it but its my fault too who cares im perfect. jared is just so slimey. and stephen like??? saying 'i said to u dont fk me and you immediately snitch to bryce' BUT YOU HAD A PLAN TO BLINDSIDE ME AND MY ALLIES LIKEEEE STOP JUST SAY YOURE SNAKEY. LIKE IM OPENLY SNAKEY. ILL SAY IT. BUT DONT VILIFY ME???? HELLO?? like its the pot calling the kettle black.

i'm overdramatic just because im IN the mood to go off. or, was. i snapped (wrongly so) tonight. i want anyone who reads this to know its not personal and i love all of u dearly but . im frustrated and i want a good edgic rating LOL

loris frustrates me because he legit is a goat. he can deny that all he wants but there is a literal 0% chance i vote him at this rate to win. i dont know why. he just.. isnt playing for himself. whats NEW. jk... love u. IM JUST frustrated.

on good news, i got a super idol. period. aint telling anyone. like i love bryce but i dont want him to expect me to use it on him because . it wont be good for my game. im playing for myself and myself only. like... period. tho i hope him and i can manage to survive a bit but i dont think thats likely.

im not reviewing this i just am writing whats in my feelings so its more authentic LOL

anyway this game was super fun. despite being stressful and straining, the call was super enjoyable and this org has been one of my favs, and this night has made it sm better. so period. no regrets, just faggotry.

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i'm a flop.

Everything seems so messy tonight. Rhys has approached me about me, him, Michael, Bryce nd Zach workin together but like... they seemed so actively against me sooooo idk what's going on there it feels like a trap. They suggested doing Chris which does kinda sound real but that could be part of the trap idk im very nervous. I just kinda said I would go along with the plan but I don't really intend to do that. I don't think Chris is the move for me this round, Rhys doesn't speak to me which is why I'm also nervous the alliance came from nowhere. To my knowledge the votes are gonna be split 3-3-3 in case of an idol, which I hope gets flushed. Idols make me nervy. Hell I didn't even know Jared had an idol that fucking snake, but it's fine cause he played it on me.

(((((aj note --- this confessional above is obviously from last round but its 2am and i want to go to sleep so idk))))))))

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Last night was an absolute mess and I feel I missed a lot of what went on so I need to watch the post tribal live stream to see if I can try to make more sense of what went down. So far I gathered Jared is a snake, we been knew and Bryce is a leaker. However the leaking shit got pinned on me YET AGAIN. WHY THE FUCK DO THESE BITCH ASS HOES KEEP PINNING SHIT ON ME. FUCK U BRYCE

I just, everything's a mess. All the alliances i doubt are going to work, Jared isnt long for this game, me or Stephen may follow him out, and the rest will likely see some combo of Loris/Michael/Chloe in the end. I dont know, suddenly feeling hopeless about all of this and like, pretty unhappy at the moment. I knew it would be hard but like I literally am struggle to have clear thoughts and with this and outside life factors I'm just feeling lost at the moment.

hi i'm less mad so ignore my above confessional LOL. thank u for tuning in.

except u loris. baaa louder.

Whew hunny last night exposed a lot of fake ass bitches but we really been knew they’re fake. I’m feeling confident about the next few rounds because I think people see myself and Chloe as numbers and people they need to bring on board to make plans work. Part of my strategy this game is to sit back and let the bigger players come in and try and make the big moves everyone wants to feel like they’re making a difference and everyone wants to build their resume by making big moves and as long as I can maintain my threat level I think I’ll be safe and I can have a bit of Influence in the game as people scramble for my vote.

WELL! That was an interesting tribal!

Shortly before tribal, it came out that a secret group of 5 was made to blindside Chris. (Zach/Bryce/Rhys/Michael/Chloe)

I obviously didn't want that to happen, and neither did Chris or Jared. Bryce leaked it to Jared, and Jared told me and Chris. I made the INDEPENDENT decision to confront Zach about this, because I'm not asking for permission to make moves sorry. The only issue is that Zach immediately went to Bryce, even though I asked him not to fuck me. Bryce went to Jared and Chris, and they went back to me. WELP! That just hurts my strategic relationship with Zach even more than the vote already would have.

Chloe and Michael were doing what they could to keep the votes off Chloe, luckily, my move with Zach ensured that they failed! WOO!

I don't want to make the same mistake as Matt though. I may have a decent majority now, but I don't want to burn my bridges with Zach and Bryce. I stayed out of the drama last night (mostly) and I'm gonna keep talking game with them. I might not be able to fully repair things totally but I'm confident I can do better than the other 5.

I'm gonna go over my relationships with the remaining castaways since there's finally a small enough number for me to feel like doing that:

Chris: My closest ally, we tell each other basically everything. I'm worried about going to Final Tribal with him though. He's played well in every facet of the game and literally won "Who do you want to see win" in Touchy Subjects. If I don't get a chance to take him out at the end, I think I can mount a strong argument against him. but I'd only feel comfortable making that move if I was already immune and definitely going to Final Tribal.

Jared: My second(?) closest ally, though I now know he has kept a TONNNN of secrets from me and on top of that he's a threat to win. Luckily, with all the info coming out from last round, I don't think I'll need to worry about Jared being at Final Tribal.

Loris: With Rhys gone, Loris has officially taken the title of "person I kinda wanna maybe side with but he's talked about voting me out so we're not cool". I kinda wanna weaken Bryce and Zach (or maybe vote them both out) before taking a shot against him, I just hope he doesn't realize I know he's after me until it's too late.

Michael: I really don't know where I stand with Michael LMAO! He voted with us last round but never informed us about the plan to get Chris out. He said he was "going to" but I don't believe that for a second. In fact, I think if Chris hadn't revealed what Bryce had leaked there's a chance he may have gone through with it.

Chloe: I kinda love Chloe. I wish I never accidentally turned the majority alliance against her. She's fun to hang around with AND someone I think I could beat in the end. It's like a win-win. Except I don't think she wants me anywhere near the end.

Zach: Out of the 3 people out of the loop at the last vote my relationship with Zach was the strongest. That having been said, neither of us were really sharing much information with each other after Mitch left and I feel like there's really not much further we can go together. Him and Bryce are both good options to be targeted at this vote.

Bryce: While I've personally known it for quite some time, for Bryce to outright say he didn't want to me in an alliance with me is kind of the most red a red flag can be. If I have it my way, Bryce will be the next person voted out. Granted, I'm saying all of this before immunity results and real strategic talks can begin, so my mind might change, but it's not likely.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VPS6OykNvh0 its so sad im going home tldr: im gone chris can say 1000 words but if they all mean nothing whats the point. jared ruined  my trust in people forever. chloe is a goat hypocrite who aggravates me. stephen is alright not good not bad. rhys is my king and im so sad hes gone i legit love that man. zach is fake. michael is annoying. loris is being a goat but who cares. omg me taking 0 blame for anything bad that happened to me? more likely than u think!!

hi! so. I think I can win this game. my intentions for a while have been to get out someone I don’t see working with personally, rhys, and then attempt a flip on jared/stephen. i also very much have wanted to turn on Chris because I believe me and him are playing similarly in that we have positioned ourself well into the middle, and going to the end with someone who’s basically played the same game but more well-polished is not a good idea! i wanted to get myself this immunity so that I could talk to people about flipping without risk of being ratted and then voted out, which was almost what happened to chloe last round. im also starting to become aware of how me never attending tribal is making me fall under the radar in a way?? everyone is fighting each other and arguably making situations worse for themselves by giving an answer straight away, for example, bryce declaring his f2 with Jared in the call. though people can still slander me while I’m not there, what they say cannot be dwelled on for too long because I’m not there, putting me in a more favourable position than some of the other people here? I think? that someone said that I was playing the middle last tribal council and well.. they’re right so oops.

my ideal path to the end would be stephen and jared leaving the next rounds, and then Chris, although the order does not concern me right now. then I would be at final 5 with Bryce zach chloe and michael and then whoever isn’t immune out of bryce and zach can be voted out. perry. and then I’m gonna have to pray to god I win final immunity OR Michael or Chloe do but like that doesn’t feel likely to me. AND THEN I WIN!!!

ALSO. im in the final 7. I just need to survive one more round and then I’m guaranteed final 5... because no way in hell im playing that legacy on someone  else.. I am not letting THAT happen again.

Me nd Michael been talking, nd we’ve wanted to make a move for a bit now but crazy shit keeps happening. We needed to take down Rhys and break up the Rhys/Bryce/Zach trio so Bryce nd Zach are more useable. Now we planning on flipping on Jared/Chris/Stephen. My current target would be Jared because as much as I trust him and adore him I think he’s definitely running this bitch. Then Loris decides he also wants to flip nd he tells Michael that he wanted to exclude me but JOKES ON U LORIS I WAS ALREADY PLANNING ON FLIPPING U DUMB FUCK. Which was kinda obvious he was planning on excluding me cause Zach and Michael both messaged me about it and I knew Loris was involved in the flipping but he hadn’t messaged me about it sooooo. Don’t test me Loris I’ll make u be voted next.

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#FuckLoris

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GRIT YOUR TEETH, PULL YOUR HAIR, PAINT THE WALLS BLACK AND SCREAM FUCK THIS CAST CAUSE ITS MY GAME AND IM GONNA TAKE IT BACK 

So tonight the plan me chloe and loris are sailing to the majority alliance that voted together last time is that the votes will be spilt. And they will be but we won’t be joining we will be switching to Jared and eliminating the biggest threat in the game at this point. From there I’m thinking of flipping to take out zach or Bryce and continuing on the game switching to control the power in the game.

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Part of the beauty of this move to blindside Jared is that a lot of the blame for the flip is shared amongst both Chloe and Loris paired with Bryce and Zach being bigger threats means that my name will most likely still be out of peoples mouth I just have some major damage control to do to stop Stephen/Chris teaming up with Zach/Bryce and creating a 4-3.

A lot has happened.

Bryce and I's F2 imploded because of me, and even though we reconciled today I don't think I can truly work with him again. Best I can do is try to secure his jury vote.

I have deals with Stephen Chris Michael and Chloe, Loris will hopefully fall by the wayside next round.

The plan this time was to get Michael onside in PMs and gauge his interest for voting out Zach, reinforcing the "this is our shield strategy." He did the work from there. Yeet!

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Jared is voted out 5-2-1. He becomes the fifth member of our jury.

Watch Jared’s exit interview take place below: