#it frustrates the fck out of me

[depression-took-over-my-liiife]

lately i’ve been realising how toxic i actually have been and sometimes still am

[quadrantbreaker]

egg this is an enstars blog. yes it is but you know what would be funny? if i posted arknights instead. gottem. i wonder if ibara would play arknights

[imwritesometimes]

is there anything worse than having the idea for a little scene but nothing else? just like a quick glimpse of the blorbos in this one very specific setting. like rewinding and watching the same little scene over and over no matter how bad you wish you could see beyond or even before the scene.

[sheerioswifties]

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[wanderingconstellations]

wanderer and scaramouche fighting over yn?? so the both of them decided to fck yn roughly and mark yn, rough kisses that yn can't breath, fckingg yn's p00say roughly and keeps fighting about showing who yn truly belongs to 😜😜😊😇🙏

That's actually hot.

Wanderer and Scaramouche would often argue on who loves you the most, and it would end up with them at each other's throats. You would often try to calm them both down (which usually works) and try to reason with them.

Though, today was different. You were currently getting pounded by two men who were roughly manhandling you, giving you hot, rough kisses and bites everywhere. They were like animals in heat, trying to claim what is theirs as they were glaring daggers at each other.

"If you don't fucking hurry up I'll zap you, you wandering insect."

Scaramouche was an impatient person, he was gropping at your hips and breasts, pinching your nipples and giving them a little zap for stimulation Fuck, you can't even damn breathe with these two men at each other's throats. Your back was pressed into Scara's chest, and you were facing Wanderer who was mercilessly pounding into your cunt that was greedily taking him.

Wanderer just scoffed at Scaramouche's insult, and just continue to abuse your hole with his cock that kissed your womb with every thrust. Scaramouche was annoyed, and he put his frustration by fucking your ass, moving fast and roughly, making you cum right on the spot with the two of them penetrating you.

"It seems like I got to them to cum first."

Wanderer was irritated, and decided to go faster, going completely rough on you while you were still orgasming. You gasped and moaned, your nails clawing on Wanderer's back while they both were pounding into you like there was no tomorrow.

Scaramouche just gave a cocky smirk, giving another zap to your clit that made you cum again.

"I did it again~"

Wanderer was getting irritated, and that just made him even more determined to make you cum because of him this time. Wanderer leaned in, taking one of your breasts into his mouth and sucking on it harshly, making you whimper and gasp as his cock was pumping in and out of your dripping wet cunt.

Scaramouche groaned in pleasure, feeling your warm walls wrapped around his cock tightly while he spilled thick ropes of cum inside of your asshole. He grinned, continuing to thrust in and out behind you while giving your body a few zaps every now and then.

Wanderer here, managed to make you cum this time, except you squirted all over his abdomen, which made Wanderer smiled smugly while Scaramouche just scoffed.

"Too bad, I made them squirt for me~"

Scaramouche just clicked his tongue in annoyance, and just rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, and I'm the one who made them cum twice. Keep up, you dipshit."

Wanderer just scoffed and continue to pump his cock into you, and their two cocks were leaving you breathless. You were a hot mess, eyes shut with tears glistening, cheeks flushed, and lips parted slightly. The pleasure was so much, you felt like you were gonna cum again just by how they were pleasuring you.

They were still at each other throats, fucking, pounding, and thrusting their cocks into you while having a competition on who can make you cum the most, which leaves you filled up with their cum mixed with yours and bruises on your hips, and bite marks everywhere.

Apparently, you weren't gonna leave the bed tonight without drooling and getting dumb on their cocks that were kissing your womb so nicely.

[kangmoon27]

The Boy | Jungkook ff

Pairing: Bhrams Yandere Jungkook x babysitter Y/n

Summary: they paid you a huge amount of money just to babysit their son who turned out to be a doll named kookie not knowing the real kookie is actually all grown up and living behind the walls where he always watches you.

You're the new babysitter and a caretaker of the house of Jeon. You though it's just a normal thing but when you got to know who you're supposed to babysit. You're shivering in fear.

You saw a doll sitting on the chair. Height as a five years old kid and to your surprise the doll is the one that you will babysit. Feed him, bath him, get him to sleep but could a doll even do that?.

Well you couldn't complain more. The money offer is huge and you couldn't afford to be payed that much even if you will have 5 part time job.

It's been a month since you're staying here. You can say it's creepy. The whole vibes is little got you shivering in fear. The noises from the walls. The way the doll is changing position and sit on other places as if it can walk on its own and your clothes that always went missing. It's crazy. You wanted to leave but their is something that always stops you.

You came back to the kitchen after collecting the groceries that Malcon dropped and as always. You found the place empty when you're pretty sure you filled it with a lot of foods.

Walking to the doll and stare at it. Sighing before you grabbed the table napkin from his lap and wipe his mouth on it. You turn around and unpack the groceries when you suddenly felt a present of a person standing behind you.

Hesitantly, you turn around and found no one. No one even the doll. It always happen but yet it's still terrifying. You wanted to cry and leave but you just can't. Your feet seems like stuck in this house.

You slowly made your way to the living room and saw the doll sitting on the piano chair. Looking at the clock you find out that it's time for you to play piano for him. Slowly making your way next to him and sat.

You hummed while playing piano. Closing your eyes and started feeling the remedy, it's making your brain relax for a bit. Just then the wall made a huge noise as if someone just bang behind it.

You quickly get up and grabbed the doll along with you. Your breath started hitching, your heart is beating too fast. You heard foot steps, each and every step is making a huge bang. You can say it's like a huge person is running behind the empty walls.

The running foot steps fades away. Walking upstairs and went inside your room while holding the doll in your hand. Putting him down on the chair behind closing your eyes in frustration. You're so scared.

Soon you open your eyes and found the doll staring at you. Slowly walking towards it and grab him, putting him up high before asking. "What the fck are you tryin do huh? Are you doing this could you wanted me to leave? Fine!! It's that's what you want then I'm leaving!!. I'm done!!."

You throw the doll away as you grab your luggage Under your bed. You place it in your bed and walk towards the closet. Before you could even pick up you clothes. The room of your bedroom shut making you startled.

Staring in horror you found the doll already missing from your sigh then the banging on the walls started. Your eyes is filled with tears. You sat on the corner of the room crying, hugging yourself while covering your ears.

"S-stop. Stop!! I said stop I'll stay!! Please, I won't go anywhere just please stop!! I'll stay!!" As soon as you said you will stay the banging sound stop.

You cried silently. The door of your bedroom slowly open and saw him sitting Infront of your room. You wipe your tears away and walk towards him. Picking him up behind going to his bedroom and put him to sleep.

Closing the book after finishing his bedtime stories. You pick up the blanket and cover the boy doll with it before placing a kiss on his forehead.

You look at him for the last time. Wondering if it's posses or what but you knew there is something about this doll that keeps on getting in your nerves.

"Good night kookie" you sigh and get up from the bed. You look at him for the last before closing the door behind you.

As soon as you entered your room you saw the bathroom light is on so you walk towards it and attempt to switch it off but before you could even do it. You found your used clothes again missing not only your clothes but also your undergarments.

You search everywhere but there's nothing. You found nothing.

Meanwhile. A man with a mask is laying on his dirty bed next to the pillow that is dressed up with your favorite red dress that he stoled.

He's been living behind the walls for years since he's only five years old till now that he's grown man. The incident really changed his life. He accidentally k'lled his childhood friend and burn down their house that made everyone thought he's already gone but he isn't. He's fully alive and now a grown man but his existence is hidden that his parents made a doll that looks like him and eventually treated it like their own child while the real kookie is living behind the walls

He's breathing heavily face is covered with sweat under his mask. Trying so hard to not make any loud noise nor m'an out while his huge veiny hand wrapped around his l'ngth. It also added pleasure as your freshly used undergarment is Under his nose smelling it while pumping himself upwards and down.

"U-ughhh Y-yn more" he keep on m'aning while tightening his grip on his c'ck as he continuesly moving his fist up sidd down.

His groan gets louder after feeling himself c'mming. Soon a white liquor squish out of his m'mber making his breath heavenly. A soft chuckles came out of his mouth after making himself reach his high.

He sniff your undergarments and smiled. He turn around and kiss the pillow that he dress up like you while imagining it is you. H get up and made his way to your room inside the wall and peek through the small hole where he watches you sleeping.

To be continue

[Yes this is my version of the "the boy" movie. I just really really love the yandere idea of that movie and I'm literally obsessed with it!!]

Second Part

[iwillneverforgiveyousunghanbin]

french press

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wc: 1.2k reader: femme/gender neutral (gender warnings: reader is wearing lingerie, reader "pushes t*ts together" -- you've been warned) warnings: smut 18+; MINORS DNI!!! -- specific warnings under the cut -- also some angst and some funny stuff summary: jiwoong has a biiit of a jealousy problem. he's so jealous rn that he won't even touch you :( with his permission, you take matters into your own hands (and onto his thigh). *ੈ✩‧₊˚ oh helloooo. long time no see. decided to write something for the hell of it. maybe i'll write some more soon...

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warnings: 18+ explicit smut, thigh-riding, penetrative sex (reader receiving), descriptions of cum (reader's and jw's), unprotected sex, cumming inside, jealousy/toxicity, swearing, pet names (baby, angel)

also the title is VERY clever. french press: french masseusse pierre and... mating press. i'll leave now.

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“baby,” you whine, pushing your arms together a bit to accentuate your tits. “don’t you wanna touch? you love touching my tits.”

the sheer, black lingerie set you were saving for a special occasion is hugging every curve of your body perfectly as you straddle your boyfriend. a garter belt squeezing around your right thigh, you know you’re irresistible to anyone with a pulse.

but apparently your boyfriend has passed away since he sat down on the couch with a huff twenty minutes ago. he’s still warm though and that’s permission enough for you to let him have it.

“oh my god,” you groan; smacking your hand on the leather armrest like a frustrated child. “woongie! want you to touch me so bad.”

“well, you should’ve thought of that before you let another man put his hands all over you,” jiwoong answers-- head turning to the side in the ultimate display of pettiness. 

you sigh exasperatedly. “it was a massage, woongie. a professional one that you paid for!”

“so?” he asks with a pout. “are you suggesting i’m a cuckold by my own doing?”

“you are the only one suggesting that actually,” you reply, running your hands down his clothed chest. “the only thing i’m suggesting is that you fuck me. and i’m strongly suggesting it.”

“oh yeah?” jiwoong responds, one eyebrow raised in interest. “are you sure those words aren’t actually meant for pierre: the unnecessarily handsome french masseuse?”

“you literally gave me a gift certificate for my birthday!” you exclaim, hitting his chest lightly in frustration. “baby, i tried to request an ugly massage therapist. the woman at the desk looked at me like i was being rude. and i was! for you.”

jiwoong’s eyes go straight to your barely-covered core and you think for a second he’s finally about to give in. “you asked for an ugly masseuse and she gave you a former louis vuitton runway model? i should’ve just given you tickets to magic mike live!”

“kim jiwoong-ah, if you don’t fck me right now, i swear to god,” you threaten emptily, sinking down on one of his grey sweatpant-adorned thighs. “i’m just gonna use you however i want.”

jiwoong folds his arms across his chest in a final act of defiance, attention returning to the tv screen. “knock yourself out.”

it takes everything in you not to whine like a little spoiled brat, but you manage to suppress it. instead, you grind a little harder down onto jiwoong’s thigh. his legs are lazily spread apart in the most enticing way. you could reach right down his pants and grab him in your hands (a tried and true method that jiwoong loves), but you have something to prove too.

so you repeat the grinding motion, your heat connecting again with the toned flesh of your boyfriend’s perfect thighs. at first it’s just for show-- you need his attention and you’ll do anything you have to to get it back.

but after a few moments, a soft moan escapes your throat. jiwoong’s breath audibly hitches; his body stiffening a bit at the sound of your pleasure. despite this, his eyes stay fixed on the screen.

as a familiar knot grows just below your stomach, you almost start to forget about your goal. maybe it’s desperation speaking, but riding your boyfriend’s thigh is actually a lot more stimulating than you thought it’d be. 

“fuck,” you whine, increasing your pace involuntarily. your hands are gripping the back of the couch, eyes closing as you rapidly approach your high.

suddenly, jiwoong’s thigh grows harder-- a sturdier surface for you to grind on. he’s flexing his muscles for you, helping you reach your climax like the perfect boyfriend he is.

“gonna cum all over my thigh, baby?” jiwoong asks, voice already noticeably fucked out. it’s not a mystery who won this game. “gonna make a mess all over my pants like a fucking angel?”

“i--... oh my god, i--...” you cry, strong hands finding your hips and guiding them down for you onto his thigh. you place your hand gently at the base of jiwoong’s neck, pulling at the collar of his shirt and toying with his collarbone. “i--... ‘m cumming...”

pleasure taking over, you reach your high as jiwoong continues to guide your hips for you. “woongie, love you. love you so much.”

your eyes flutter open to see jiwoong’s cheeks flushed, his eyes locked on your core. you look down to find that you have made a pretty little mess, honey dripping from you and soaking his grey sweatpants. he lifts you ever so slightly up and back down, watching as your juices seep through your sheer panties and onto him.

jiwoong meets your gaze for less than a second before you’re wrestled off the couch and onto your back on the carpeted floor below. carpet aside, it’s not a painless fall and as your boyfriend is hungrily ripping his pants off and burying his cock inside you, you decide it’s a good time to start playing again.

“oh my god, woongie,” you complain, knowing that your back’s gonna hurt even worse in the morning. “are you trying to make me need another massage?”

“no. more. massages,” jiwoong growls, punctuating each word with a deep thrust. “unless i’m the one giving them.”

“fuck,” you whine, pulling him even deeper inside you as you wrap your legs around him. trapping him. holding him hostage exactly where his possessive ass wants to be. “surely you don’t think you’re as skilled as a professional masseuse?”

“i’ll get certified,” he manages to grunt, grabbing hold of your thighs and pushing them up to your chest in a mating press. “or would you prefer pierre’s cock inside you instead?”

“that’s not fair,” you reply, absolutely relishing in your reinstated role of bratty sub. “how can i choose if i’ve never seen both options?”

“you’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?” jiwoong asks, kneading your thighs mercilessly-- striking his palm across the side with a gorgeous smack. “you’re gonna kill me so you can fuck pierre and then kill him too.”

“i’ll let you live a little longer if you cum inside me,” you promise, running your hand through his hair as he stares at you helplessly. “please, woongie. need you to fill me up.”

you can see it in his eyes: he’ll give you anything you want. he’d even let you fuck pierre if you really wanted to. but you don’t. not even a little bit. you just want jiwoong.

“fuck, i love you so much, baby,” he pants as his thrusts grow shallower and more sporadic. “gonna fill up this perfect... little...”

his hips finally spasm; a sweet moan swallowed down as you feel him spill into you. you sigh contentedly at the warmth inside of you, your boyfriend laying his head on your chest-- letting go of your legs from where he’d been pinning them and collapsing on top of you in exhaustion.

you wrap your thighs around jiwoong’s waist, making sure he can’t escape (he doesn’t want to).

jiwoong’s jealousy issues weren’t really harmful. he knew you’d never actually leave him for another man; what he always seemed to forget is that you’d never even dream of it. and besides, whatever misunderstanding arose always ended in fiery, passionate sex like this. 

so could anyone really blame you for making up sexy french massage therapists just to make your boyfriend jealous from time to time? not to worry... you’ll give jiwoong a couple months to recover from pierre before you drop your next fabrication on him: dante, the sensual italian chef.

[ashdreams2023]

may I please request a smut where reader (female) has been sexually frustrated bc Lokis been busy w the avengers and so she has an attitude until eventually he realises and.. fcks it out of her 🙃

Behave

Warning: NSFW, SMUT

Loki x fem reader

Loki watched you stomp outside the room with an irritated look on your face, you just had the biggest fight with the team and gave him the dirtiest look.

"That’s all everyone wants, do this do that and no one cares about what I want!" You yelled and slammed the door to your room.

Everyone sighed, it was a rough couple of weeks, mission after mission, barely any breaks and if they did have breaks it was to attend conferences or finish whatever personnel business they had before another alarm went off.

Loki pinched the bridge of his nose and followed you inside, he walked inside your room and saw you laying on your bed hugging your pillow.

"Fuck off" you blurted.

Loki frowned and sat on the edge of your bed "Everyone is tired and so am I, that doesn’t mean you can go lashing like that as if it’s gonna help anyone" he didn’t like scolding you but he too felt tired.

"I’m not lashing! They piss me off and so do you" you threw the pillow at him but he dodged it easily.

"Watch the attitude" He said crossing his arms.

"Attitude my ass, you should go and just-" Your face flushed and at that very moment he took notice of one of his tops laying on your bed and a picture from a trip to the beach was laying on your pillow, his brain clicked and before you could finish your sentence he grabbed your wrists and flipped you on your belly.

"Hey!"

He leaned his body on top of you and whispered in your ear smirking "This is what you want, isn’t it? You just need to be fucked my dear" the silence and heavy breathing coming from you answered his question.

"Now will you be my good little dove and behave if I gave you what you need?" Your body shiver. He pulled back and run his hands underneath your shirt and gave a nice squeeze to your breasts that caused you to gasp softly.

He moved one of his hands and pulled down your bottoms, he kissed the lower part of your back then licked his fingers and rubbed your clit from behind.

You moaned pushing your hips up and prepping yourself into a more comfortable position.

Loki kept your legs wide open and moved his magic like magic, doing exactly what you’ve been craving for weeks "Loki" you whined, you needed more, you wanted him inside you.

"I got you, I got you" he unbuckled his pants with a wave of his hand, you fought a moan at the sight of the sheer power.

Your eyes almost rolled to the back of your head as you felt him slide inside you, your body reacted immediately.

"There you go" He teased you and pressed his entire body on your back, sliding completely inside of you.

He groaned as he moved inside of you warm walls, you were so wet already, he held onto the sheets beneath you, building up the pressure until he let his self control out the window and fucked you like a rag doll.

You screamed when he grabbed your wrists and pinned them over your head, he looked down at your back and cursed under his breath, you looked so good from point of view.

He slammed into you one last time before pulling out and flipping you on your back, your eyes were slightly watery and you were out of breath.

He slid back inside of you and crashed his lips onto your tears like a wild animal and shook the bed with his every thrust.

Your body reached it’s limit when he broke the kiss, the orgasm rode your entire body like electricity striking your every nerve.

"Come on dove, cum for me, behave good for once" he smirked with sweat running down his forehead, he had realized he needed this as well, he craved it.

You arched your back and came on his cock, your head felt foggy as your body went through every emotion then slowly collapsed.

Loki licked his lips and thrusted a few times before finishing himself and laying down next to you, you automatically leaned your head on his chest, his heartbeat was loud in your ear.

"Now will you drop the attitude?" He said trying to catch his breath.

"I’ll think about it"

[bonny-kookoo]

Holy fck bonnie you love to edge us don't you now...Can we pls get a drabble of what happenend next in that smexy kitchen of his

Jungkook's hunger seems to have been growing with every passing day, or at least it feels like it is.

You're not sure if he's always like this, if it's just another remaining hole he intends to fill with you, or if it's something new- and you also don't know how to ask him about it. Because while you do enjoy it, you're not sure if his actions are coming from pure intentions.

And even though you do love him, and do trust him, the trauma of past lies still lives inside your soul, a villain constantly trying to convince you that nothing is what it seems to be. What if he grows bored with you the minute he's through all the things he couldn't have with his ex wife? Will you stay interesting to him when his racing heart calms down? Or will he realize that you're notnwhat he's looking for after all?

"What's wrong?" He asks, noticing your absent mind as he holds you on his lap, hands on your hips.

"I don't know." You say, making him look at you gently.

"You do know." He hums towards you. "You just don't know how to tell me." He exposes, chuckling when you clearly show that he's caught you. "I'm starting to get really good at reading you-"

"Isn't that a bad thing though?" You say, causing hi mm to frown, confused. "Won't it.. it'll get boring soon, no?" You say, looking down between your bodies. "You'll.. grow bored. I won't be exciting anymore." You say, and he shakes his head.

"This isn't about me knowing you, is it?" He asks, and you just shrug your shoulders. "Darling, I could not have sex with you as well and I'd still keep you at my side. I know you're scared of this. And I'll reassure you every single time- I promise." He says.

"But you'll get annoyed one day." You tell him. "And I'm- I don't know why it's all so much right now, but I.. don't know. I feel like it's going too well at the moment." You worry.

"Even if something was to happen, let it." He comforts you. "We'll figure it out together. That's what people who love each other do." He explains to you, and you look at him with need-

A not necessarily sexual one, but one he knows how to help you with.

Sex with you isn't just lust and pleasure. It's a way to connect intimately, bond on a physical level, let go of frustrations and reset your minds together, and just exist for a moment or two. So when he helps you take him out of his pants, its not to have some wild and breathtaking experience- but it's something else.

And in this moment in particular, as you push down your cotton shorts and underwear, he also enters you without any protection for the first time- feeling you without any hindrance, just the way nature had created you. Because this isn't sex.

This is a promise.

You're quiet as you lean into him, bottom half naked and body filled up with him, warm inside you as you let yourself be held by him. It's new to him too- he's never done this before, and he oddly enjoys it, the feeling and overall energy of it all.

Sure, he later on does end up in the bedroom with you, another condom used up as you reconnect and clear your heads together, but again, that not sex to him, and neither is it to you. You're not fucking.

You're making love.

[lildrabbles]

Chapter 3: Unexpected Guest

2007! Raphael x Female! Reader

Summary: After a much needed shower, your surprised with an unexpected guest, and an eye-widenening discovery

Warnings: Slight gore, swearing, and nothing else really i dont think

A/N: sorry this ones a lil bit shorter, oh well <3

You had just got out of the shower, changing into your pajamas while you let your hair air dry. You were currently finishing hanging up the towel to dry, when you heard a loud CRASH! You jumped, screaming a bit in surprise. Grabbed your straightener, and cautiously walked out into the living room. Straightener raised in hand, you couldn't see anyone or anything out of place, until you heard faint groaning outside of your window. You frowned, raising the hair product even higher, and you pulled back the curtains to look out onto the fire escape.

You couldn't see anyone - until you saw shuffling from below. You looked down and your eyes widened. There he was, The Nightwatcher, on the ground. You (gently) threw the straightener onto the coffee table, and you opened the window, climbing out and cautiously stepping over the man. You knelt down beside him.

"S-sir? Are you okay? You're The N-Nightwatcher right?" You asked in a shaky voice, gently placing your hand on his shoulder.

He scoffed, shoving your hand off of him but hissed in pain. "I'm fine woman, get off -- Ah fck..." He tried to sit up, but fell back down, holding part of his chest.

You frowned and peeked over, gently moving his hand out of the way to see the wound. Your eyes widened when you realised that blood was everywhere, seeping down the suit and all over his hand.

He groaned, trying to lean away from you. "I said I'm fine! It's just a little blood." He growled.

"No you're not fine. I need to call an ambulance -"

"No!!" He barked. "Look, all i need is a lil bandaid, that's it!" You rolled your eyes then leaned over, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and lifted him up. You struggled, but finally managed. He was muttering and mumbling out little protests but you ignored him. His knees were wobbly.

You carefully lead him in through your window, making sure he didn't fall. You lead him to your couch where he slumped down. "I'll be right back, don't move."

He didn't respond, and you went to get your first aid kit from the bathroom. When you got back, his head was thrown back as he breathed heavily, hand on his wound to slow the bleeding. You sat down beside him, turning towards him as you opened the kit.

"You need to take off your helmet so you can breathe. And also at least the first half of your suit."

He turned to look at you weakly. "Fck no."

You sighed in frustration. "Look, do you want me to help you? You need to breathe in fresh air and I need to clean the wound!"

"I said... n-no..!" He pointed to you, before slumping down again, he let out a shaky breath. You didn't care anymore. You reached over and started to take off the helmet. He tried to lean away, but he was too weak to do anything.

When you took off the helmet, you gasped. For some stupid reason, he had a weird looking lizard mask on with red fabric around his eyes. You groaned in frustration as you looked around his head to take the mask off. But after looking for a bit, you started to panic. "How do I take this mask off?!"

"I-its not..." He mumbled out, looking away at the window.

Your eyes widened. You hesitantly put your hand on his head again, feeling the warmth and leathery scale-like texture. You screamed and jumped back. "WTF?!"

He winched, leaning away. "B-be quiet, jesus..."

You sat there in shock. Wtf was he? But you snapped out of it when you saw his eyes drooping, him going more limp as he lost more blood.

You kept staring at him as you leaned back, slowly taking the zipper of his suit and pulling down. The further you went, the wider your eyes got. You didn't go all the way, only what was necessary. You pulled back the flap to show the wound. It was right above what looked like a plastron. A turtle plastron. You suddenly remembered the turtle shell on his back and his three fingers.

Your heart was racing while you started to clean the wound. He winced in pain, but at least he was still moving. Once you had gotten most of the blood away from the wound, you put some gauze and bandage around it, wrapping it around his shoulders. 

"We should probably, um… Probably get you out of this suit." You said as gently as possible. He just mumbled out in response, but leaned forward to assist you in taking the suit off. "You have pants on, right..?" You asked nervously before he could take it all the way off. "Don't need 'em..." He said weakly but still gruff, finishing taking the suit off. He slumped back, taking slow, deep breaths through his nose. You rubbed your neck nervously, before standing up and taking the suit. 

"I'll wash this while you rest. You're probably exhausted." You said softly, staring at his plastron and turtle shell.

He shifted uncomfortably while nodding.

You nodded, before walking to the bathroom. You turned the tap on the freezing cold to let it soak. You could barely see the blood because of the dark colour of the suit, but you still wanted to wash it out. You let it soak in there for a bit before walking back to the living room to ask if he needed anything, but saw he had fallen asleep. You sighed before grabbing a throw blanket, carefully laying him down on his back so he was more comfortable before placing the blanket over his green form. You sat there for a couple minutes, analyzing his weird and unique figure. What was he? Was he just a walking, talking turtle? You looked at the side of the couch where the helmet was, and there were a pair of weird looking forks. You think they were called sais or something like that? You frowned a little before setting them on the coffee table. You sighed, looking back at the turtle one last time, before walking to your room to turn in for another sleepless night.

[fbs-fc-ur-mommy]

Context :Letting your sarcasm out during training with Yuji as a joke won't be bad right?

Warnings:slight angst, SMUT, p in v, female genitals, training, biting, choking, degradation, semi-public, reader being slapped, no verbal consent but reader wants it. Enemies to fck buddies?

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Traning with Yuji was boring so was your life. Being too strong to be one grade but too weak to be special grade was frustrating, training every day for 4 years, abandoning your life and dedicating yourself for your big sister revenge which died from an special grade...

You remember the day when your sister died in your arms, as you begged to describe the monster but she was keeping declining you saying to never step in the jujutsu word. In the last breath she gave up and told you only the name " Mahito" as she closed her eyes, an tear touched your palm resting on her cheek, as you yelled trought tears that no matter what you will became and jujutsu sorcerer and will avenge her, screaming so hard that your throat burned hoping that she heared you. She didn't. You couldn't accept the reality holding her like your favorite doll and crying above her head hoping that your tears will woke her up.

After some time, things went smoothly soon Megumi or the known Toji the "Sorcerer killer" joined jujutsu school, then an abnormal boy joined too his name was Yuji Itadori and he was the vessel of "King of curses" he was an funny, optimistic boy and you couldn't but fell attached to him, ignoring your feelings you keep in mind that you have an revenge for not only your family but your sister too. There was an girl too her name was Nobara you we're now beasties, shopping together doing your hair and nails and even going to the most painful Brazilian wax in your life. The first encounter with Sukuna was awkward, he keep saying that if" god" exist it's fucking me. You could only nod and smile hoping that he will leave you alone. He was making you kinda uncomfortable so you tried avoid Yuji, but...

Gojo told you to train yuji tough you didn't know why, Yuji was exactly the opposite of your technique. He was based on force, heavy punchs and kicks and lack of agility and mobility wich you have but not the physical force and stamina. You tried teaching yuji how to be faster and predict the opponents movement's, looking at the shoulders, gaze, toes, elbows and knees.

As you went 1v1 you had an huge advance, as you won again and again you couldn't help but let your sarcasm out. Looking down at him you've said

-Already giving up Yuji? How pathetic - you laughed in his face as you stared at each other you couldn't observe that Yujis face hardened and became more sharp and in a blink in a eye a hand at your throat and being now down you looked up scared, you make eye contact with Sukuna smirking at you and a hand trought Yujis hair.

-How about training with me too y/n-Sukuna said with a sarcastic tone

Not letting him that your being anxious you replied with the same sarcasm tone.

-I don't wanna scratch the my "king"

-I will let you do that do my back only

Without thinking you attacked with your cursed poisoned katana aiming for his left right wich he didn't even dodge it. As your katana pierced his eye and went trought his skull he didn't even even flinch in pain.

-What kind of katana is this? It looks it will break at the slightest touch- Sukuna said as he stepped back and you jumped back too and pulled your katana out his eye

-Are you serious? How weak and pathe-

As he kneeled in pain and vomiting blood you watched as his face became unrecognizable , you were hoping that he won't die...he can't die, if he dies Yuji will die too.

As you watched at him from distance, he suddenly stopped vomiting and moving and he raised his face and was completely fine? How can he smile like that? You know that your poison hurts like hell so what's his secret? As he stand up and his smile turned more and more evil or angry he said

-Do you think that you can exorcize me? You an pathetic sorcerer who can't even kill an curse without your little katana? How can you even name yourself sorcerer. You will pay for making me kneel You - You 𝘉𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩

As in a blink in a eye his fist was close to your eyes, blocking it with your katana the power of the punch making you almost fly, looking at him panicked, your sarcastic mask now off you tried controlling your breath and heart, feeling like it could explode from the adrenaline .

-ARE YOU CRAZY?! THAT COULD KILL ME!

screaming in tops of lungs your throat on fire and your lungs begging now for air.

-That's my purpose "sukuna told you calmly as he didn't have almost an tantrum 1 min ago." felling your smile grow on your face you put your left hand over your mouth trying not to laugh, trough some giggles could be heard. Sukuna feel like he's gonna burst in a million pieces, nobody but nobody not even that white haired retard could make him soo angry. He wanted to punch that face till her face would be unorganized her hair being wet with her own blood, her stupid brains on the floor, he wants to destroy her insides, to struggle with her own guts and breaking her bones like they are matches. As he continued to look at her, he feeled more and more angry, he needs to kill her NOW.

-I'm not stupid I know that you've made an pact with yuji. You can't hurt or kill anyone when your out. "As you put your left hand over your chest " Know your place fool" you said that with an serious tone trying to act like him. Expecting some tantrum again from him he surprisingly he didn't instead an big smile on his face appeared.

-I have other methods of putting you in your place "as he said that you only could ask yourself what he mean by that. Letting your guard down he take advantage of that, teleporting behind you he trow himself on you making you fall hard on your stomach before you could reposition again an heavy weight was placed on your back and one big hand tying behind your back. The position was making your back arch in pain but it also feels... Like an situation in a smut book you've readed, remembering that scene maked you blush a little. Feeling a hand in your hair, making you snap your head back meting his eyes, the ones you've fallen for.

-I will enjoy every second of you in pain bitch "as he said that the hand holding your hands began cutting your first layer of skin dangerously close to your right breast making you moan quietly. Realizing that you actually enjoy this, he couldn't believe his eyes, not still believing he did that again, the face expression confirming his suspicious. "This woman is incredible, I've never meet one so sick like her, disgusting slut, I like it"

Pinching your niple trought your uniform you tried to squirm away.

-Listen here bitch let me have your body and I will let your live and train your pathetic body for your revenge. Hearing this you only nodded trought if you tought about it, you'd be doing it for even free, you hated yourself for being such and slut opening her legs for an curse. As you felt cold air on your skin making your nippes go hard he ripped of your pants and your top letting it fall till it reached your armpits. Letting your bra fall off you almost cried of humiliation. You're were supposed to hate this curse, to kill him he was an monster like the monster that killed your sister too but there you are soaking wet for the curse cock. And as the final cloth went ripped off, he didn't even prepared you, you were soaked wet what's the purpose of it? Thrusting his whole length in one thrust you gasped in shock and pain. You didn't had the time to look at his cock but good, he was more than average, filing you up so perfectly his head kissing your cervix so beautiful that your pussy clenched at the thought of being filed up with his seed. His pace went mode brutal one not even slight mercy for it, it was your fault for making him mad so you need to be put in your place, God your pussy feels like heaven, her gummy walls and her soft moans was hard for him to keep the neutral face on. You were in pure a bliss but the fear feeling got quickly on when you heared footsteps in the hall, looking behind your shared an look but he didn't care instead he only got faster and harder, feeling your orgasm comin. When the footsteeps were almost at the takamaya door you screamed "don't come in I wanna be alone" you've said in a fake tone

-what happened y/n? Nobara voice could be heard of the opposite side.

-I, I will explain later now leave me alone!

Hearing their footsteps leaving you relaxed so much only for to he crashed to your orgasm, your walls tightening so much that it was to much for sukuna making him cum. Felling him filing up you smirked "that fast huh? Feeling am sharp pain on your cheek and your blood in your mouth Sukuna grabbed you and flipped on your back, pushing his pink angry cock inside you again he promised that you will regret it.

He keeped his promise, you could only cry" Can't tak-take nng much more "hoping that he will forgive you and your silly jokes only and only to be insulted and slapped over and over" Already giving up y/n? How pathetic! "You could only beg and scratch your kings back all the night.

Next day as you sit beside Yuji in the class you could see the flurstared boy side eyeing you, not wanting letting the boy left you only grabbed his hand pushed him in your room, closed the room and only told him to sit as you started unbutton your blouse.

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If u think this is cringe asf just wait for the og story ☠️

[loveblogidols]

Light Euijoo Yagami is Kira!<smut>

Pairing: &TEAM EJ x Fem Reader (YOU) [ EJ as Light Yagami and you as L Lawliet)

Genre: A Death Note inspired, modern AU

Warning: SMUT, a little bit of sexual tension, cussing, & a few dirty words.

They will be out of character because somehow I have to start the smut part 🤭sorry about that.

Synopsis: You and Light Euijoo Yagami met after the school graduation. You could say both of you two graduated as the most intelligent students in the school. However he was a real graduate student whiles you were a fake student and is a bit older than him, but due to your suspicions he is Kira, the most wanted killer of the city you had to pretend and investigate him. Well, you offer him to work with you due to his amazing deduction skills and to follow with your plan to make him confess he is Kira. Light accepted it….but he also had his ideas inside his crazy mind. He is going to kill you. Mehhh does he still wants to kill you after what happened to you two on the couch in L’s house? 😏

Orange color: their thoughts

LET ME KNOW IF YOU SEE ANY GRAMMAR ERROR SO I CAN FIX IT!

I’m gonna fck Kira

“ Im L…” she said her head leaning forwardly towards me. She sat on the chair in the most unlikely way a normal person wouldn’t sit on a chair. Her feet on the sit as her knees press against her chest.

She wear a white hoodie with black pants. Her black messy wolf cut hair dramatically fluff out of her head meanwhile her white tiny bow stayed on the side of her soft puffy hair.

So this is L? An emo chick? Never expected it to be a women nor someone like this….I mean how could I tell when the voice the talked to us trough a microphone or a computer was a voice mixed with other different tones of robotic voices.

L stare at me with her big eyes, her dark pupils staring into my soul without blinking and a tiny smile creeped across her pale face.

“ You are? How can you prove to me your are not joking? L…”

Now she grin widely. “Well…..your father’s name is Soichiro Yagami, and in that room the people that talk to me are…Mr. Aizawa, Mr.Matsuda, Mr, Ukita, and Mr.Ide…and last night we talked about the Kira case…remember?……I don’t know how else to proof to you…but that’s alright, I will have a meeting with the others as well…..” She stopped smiling. She got off the chair and put her hands inside her pants pocket.

“Fine I’ll believe you, L….” I put up a fake smile and shook hands with her.

That is how met L. She is amazing doing her job I will admit that especially when she’s a woman it’s surprising….but no matter how amazing she is…she will never…and I’ll make sure that she’ll never find the real Kira.

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“ you are Kira…” The black hair woman said nonchalantly as she sat on the chair in her usual strange position and took the plate of strawberry cake in her hands.

Light is Kira….that stuff he said and did recently has proven to me. It’s just a matter of time before he confesses it to everyone.

L thought.

“How many times have I told you I’m not Kira! I don’t even have the death notebook. How could I kill people without that book…?” Light said with a calm demeanor yet a bit of frustration came out in his words. He sat on the couch that was placed in the middle part of L’s works place.

“That’s what I will find out….” She replied while chewing and staring blankly at the computer.

Damn it! She won’t stop saying I’m Kira! She sounds convinced and I cannot let her think that! In some way or other, I have to stop making her think I’m Kira, I cannot let her ruin my plan…

The young man rests the back of his body against the couch, his face looking at the ceiling still thinking. L put her food down and turn her rolling chair in his direction.

“ Light, you seem tired…for now I’ll leave you alone with the Kira thing, but…I think you need a massage…I’m good at massaging you know…” L smiled kindly at him as she approach him.

“ I am tired, and your assumptions about me being Kira is more tiring to hear…” The young light brown hair man sighed as his honey dark brown eyes stare at the ceiling.

Suddenly he feels both of his feet free from his shoes and socks. With a shocked look, he look down immediately watching how L massaged one of his feet with her hands. “Light, relax…” she simply said yet still staring blankly at his eyes.

What is she planning? To kill me? To find out if I’m Kira by massaging my foot? No…that’s a stupid thought…and very unlikely of her.

Just relax Light….

As she was on her knees she pull off her white hoodie from her body. “It’s hot in here…” she said as she stand up fixing her black thin tank top.

“Now I will massage from your shoulder…and maybe your temples too…” she smiled slightly. Standing behind the couch.

“Thank you, but why are doing this?” Light asks as he still finds the situation suspicious.

“Today I’m in a good mood and generous, and since we’re alone today, I thought I in helping you relax a little. Since you’re an amazing investigator, you deserve a massage from me. Also just letting you know you’re not the only person I massaged, I’ve massaged other people too but only when we’re alone….” L continue rubbing her hands against his shoulders, moving closer to his neck and above his chest.

Light, slowly closed his eyes as the feeling of relaxation hit him. “So you’re taking advantage we’re alone today, huh?” He slightly smirked. “Right…” L replied.

Light opens his eyes and notices her breast almost touching his forehead. He was shaken a little but….what’s wrong with taking a little stare at her pretty round breasts?

Light never found her attractive. Actually he never even thought about her like that. After all, she is his enemy in secret. Light Yagami is used to dating cute celebrities and beautiful women. However, the difference between those cute and beautiful women and L Lawliet is…that L is extremely intelligent.

Simply as that L Lawliet is just a very intelligent woman.

“Are you feeling good…Light Euijoo Yagami,?” L asked as she look down to meet his eyes. “ was saying my whole name necessary?” He asked opening his eyes to look at her. L was smiling. She looked pretty when she smiled. Her dark pupils look different this time…with a different gaze. Light couldn’t help but keep looking at her eyes as she massaged his slowly reaching to the sides of his neck. “Ahh….” He sighed, his chest puffing in and out. “Now I feel good…..Nn..” He slightly moans.

L blushed a little as she didn’t expect that pleasing sound to come from him. “Am I making you feel that good?…” she teased with a smirk. Light saw her face.

Did she just… blush? Mmm….I wonder if I can tease Ms.Lawliet a little just for fun…

“ you really are…..can you press hear a little hard?” Light softly guided her hand toward his chest. “Rub here a little….” L blushed again but did as she was told. She massaged that area with both of her hands. “Mmmm~…” Light moaned biting his bottom lip.

Now, he must be enjoying this huh?….. I wonder if I can tease him more….maybe I can get him to confess he is the real Kira.

L leaned down to kiss the side of his neck softly. “Ehhh??” Light didn’t pull back. He stays still, looking at her. “It’s a new technique, massage using your lips….” L smiled mischievously.

Now what is she trying to pull? She’s probably trying to find out if I’ll confess I’m Kira….well guess what Ms. L Lawliet….not happening! However, I will go along with her stupid little game and see what comes next…

“Really?….then…can you massage my lips?…” Light stare directly at her eyes with a lustful gaze. L smirked. “ I don’t see why not…hmp…” Immediately she leaned down to kiss his lips quite aggressively. However, Light didn’t back down and kiss her as hard as she did to him. He reaches to grasp onto her black puffy hair. L pulls off to catch her breath.

“We just kissed…Euijoo.” You said as you walk around the couch slowly approaching him. You sat next to him and stare at his brown eyes. “Yeah we did L, I honestly don’t know how to feel about it.” He said glancing at your cleavage from your tank top. “Then let’s not waste time, Euijoo.” You straddle him and sat on his groin. You kissed his neck down to his shoulder while rubbing his nipples with your fingers.

“Mmm~…” he hummed while kissing you, his hands around your back. You started to ride him slowly pressing him closer to you. You could feel his boner inside his pants. “Already hard for me? Mr.Kira?” You tease leaning down to suck on his nipple. “Kira?….. Once again I’m not Kira….I’m gonna show you I’m not him…” Euijoo breathe out.

I knew all this teasing was to find out if I’m Kira….no way I’ll let her get her way. Now I’m gonna make her mine without knowing the real truth.

Euijoo pushes you down the couch. Your legs still straddling his waist. “I’m gonna take this off…” He said starting to pull out your tank top. You laughed a little as you were getting excited about this situation with Investigator Light Euijoo Yagami.

He kissed your neck down to your chest. Immediately taking off your bra. Immediately he went to suck on your nipples. “AHhh~~….ssssh…” you moaned and hissed as his mouth felt good on your nipples.

He smirked and kiss down and down reaching into your black pants. You had planned to discover if he was Kira but you seem to forgot to take control. Hitting realization you immediately switch position with him. Now he was on the couch in shock as you were the one between his legs.

“ no way you’re going down on me first, I’ll start this…” you bit your bottom lip as you down his pants and boxers. “Mmm~ you’re a big guy” you smirked. “Enjoy it…” he smirks evilly back.

You start teasing his tip with your tongue. Euijoo hissed and let out tiny moans eager for you to take him all inside your mouth. “Euijoo….are you Kira or not? ….” You run your lips across his hard veiny member. “N-no!….im not…ah~” He closed his eyes in pain.

“ Then, why did you fail my deduction test? For such an intelligent guy you should have passed it” You run your tongue across his member and lick the tip. You played with his balls. “AHRRH!” He growled eager to be released. “B-because there’s nothing wrong a-about t-that! Smart people can fail too!” He cried feeling desperate for release. He was about to touch himself but you stopped him. “Aww…you seem to be in such pain…you know I’ll be nice today,” you said and put his whole member inside your mouth. You started bobbing your head up and down feeling his dick twitch.

“F-fuck…L, you’re so good….hahaha” he laughed in satisfaction. “Ahh~ I think I’m gonna cum Fuck!” He hissed but when he was about to come closer you stopped making him growl. “Fuck! What? Why?” He said angry.

“ Confess you’re Kira, Now…..or you will have to suffer. “ You glared at him with your big dark eyes. Light didn’t know you have a sound recording under the cough. In case of Light confesses you’ll have the proof.

“ I can’t confess I’m Kira because I’m not Kira…” Euijoo sighed. “ once again you’re lying…” you sighed as well getting off him. Euijoo furrowed his eyebrows in anger. “No way you’re leaving me like this!” He pushes you on the couch, your front side facing the couch. Euijoo kissed you behind your neck, back, all the way down pulling your pants off you. You bit your bottom lip feeling excited.

This wasn’t supposed to be part of my plan…but…his lips and hands feel so good…I can’t help it…I guess it won’t hurt me to pleasure myself for a little…

You felt his fingers rubbing behind you. “aHH!” You cried out in pleasure as he began to insert his fingers behind you back and ford. “Faster….” You moaned out. You soon felt you were coming close but he stop. “Hey!” You shouted angrily. “Hahahahaha! Now you know how it feels!” He grins evilly at you.

He is Kira…

You thought tiredly.

Suddenly you felt something hard and warm. “I’m gonna make you cum so hard and good you’ll regret stopping earlier with me, hehe…” he chuckled madly as he thrust his member hard inside you.

“Ahh! ahhhh! AHHH~~ Euijoo!! Fuck, faster please!!!!”. You were going crazy. You saw stars and butterflies in your mind. “ oh my….you’re so good~….harder harder!” You rolled your eyes feeling so good because of him. He leaned closer to whisper in your ear. His arm and hand above your head clutching onto your hair.

“I’ve had enough of you accusing me of being Kira even though I said so many times I'm not! I stop that from you.” He pounded behind you. His other hand reaching to squish your left boob.

“ ahhh~~….ha….no matter….what y-you to do me, w-won’t stop me….from thinking you’re K-Kira- AHHH~,” You said between all this chaos that’s going on this couch. “Haha, you’re a stubborn woman, you know…” He growled switching you to sit and ride his dick.

You couldn’t process everything that’s been going on. It was going too fast. However, you saw Euijoo below you looking very handsome. Sweat covered his forehead and pretty light tan skin body.

He was beyond beautiful. Even in the beginning, you found him very attractive but of course, you will keep that thought to yourself. He look extremely hot beneath you so you couldn’t help but to lean down and kiss fiercely. He kisses you back gripping on your hair.

You grab his hot hard member and line it inside you. You start to ride him. “Ahh~ Euijoo ~ you’re so big…” you moaned out loud. “F-f-fuck! I’m getting close….” He growled under his teeth reaching to cup one of your perky breasts and suck on it. “this feels too good~” you whispered riding him faster. “I’m cumimg!!” You said rolling your eyes back due to pleasure. “Same! Fuck! You feel so good on my dick!” He yelled both of you reaching climax at the same time.

You forgot all about making him confess he is Kira. You had so much that your mind went blank. Both of you sat on the couch looking at the ceiling breathlessly and naked.

“That was amazing….” He grinned with his eyes closed. “Agreed.” You said glancing at his side. He turns to look at you. Both of you stare at each other for a few minutes with blank minds. You sat up and got your clothes together.

This was a bad idea….shouldn’t have thought of something like this…at the end, I’ve never made him confess he is Kira. I failed this time….and badly.

You thought.

“L,…..don’t regret it…as stupid as it sounds, see it as stress release….I enjoyed it…what happened between us doesn’t have to ruin our work relationship alright?….now I’ll go…” Light said fixing into his clothes. “Once again I’m not Kira…believe what you want to believe “ he smiled and left L’s place.

“ some way or other I have to make him confess to me the truth. The sex was good though, I have to admit that…” You said taking a bite of your cake.

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[orangeisfab]

Abby/Max :(

This thought has been brewing in the back of my mind for a very long time now, and I feel that, as a certified Abby defender, I must say it.

Abby/Max is toxic. Obviously it's not Abby/Press levels of toxic, but I have this theory that the writers originally intended for MANG to be a complete mess (which they are) but for Ginny to eventually completely drop them and never come back, never have that apologetic reunion etc. I reckon it wasn't until they expanded a bit more on Max and Abby (god knows if they'll ever give Norah an actual story arc) that the writers decided they wanted to keep the friend group around. BUT I also believe that you can see little sprinkles of the original idea with MANG in the existing version of the show.

That's the only way I could try to explain those odd scenes. One in particular comes to mind, and is in fact the entire reason I haven't been able to get this out of my head.

Yes that's right, jurors of the court, "Abby, why are you such an ADD nightmare?"

To those that have not spent their time watching "Abby Litman Scene Pack" videos and, god forbid, that "Sad Abby Litman Scene Pack" one, Abby, in quite normal friend fashion, tries to jokingly draw on Max's face and Max delivers the infamous line.

Abby is so visibly hurt and Max just does not give the slightest fck. And then the cut to Ginny who was laughing along before, her smile suddenly dropping at Max's words? Like dam, that hit me a little hard.

There's this dynamic with Max/Abby that gets more frustrating the more I think about it, and I think it's summed up really well in @/rahnesinclair's fic cool cool cool, fun fun fun (really good fic).

Abby is extremely insecure and Max doesn't care, and in fact often abuses that fact. Not on purpose, Max isn't a bad person (not like someone cough cough) but she takes and takes and takes, and simply gives nothing back. It especially bothers me that Max has supposedly been Abby's best friends since they were toddlers, and I worry that this is how their dynamic has always been. And just like in the fic, it completely crushes me that Max apologised only to Ginny and doesn't even think to apologise to Abby. (Abby really does have reason to be insecure in her relationship with Max, and I think it's so telling when you compare the way Ginny treats Abby in comparison)

Abby has convinced herself she needs Max (and, well, maybe in a way she does) so, just like with all the other problems in her life, she shuts up, sits down, and lets Max be the main character in both of their lives.

All that said, I do also believe the writers will resolve this (unless they forgot about it ;-;) and perhaps then I can go back to writing my MaxAbby fic in peace (I SWEAR TO GOD I REALLY WILL UPDATE IT, I HAVE A SCAFFOLD AND EVERYTHING). They have a habit of always hinting and hinting about Abby's upcoming storylines (Oh look, Abby's gone to the bathroom and doesn't want Ginny to come with her, oh look Abby keeps a stack of food with her in the bedroom, oh look Abby's looks a lil sad today, etc. etc.) but supposedly we've been told she will finally get attention from the writers in the third season (I have a whole list of things I want to see next season for Abby and if I don't get them i will riot) and I hope to see Max's "self-growth" extend towards Abby as well, and not just two very select people.

[hanzajesthanza]

i just reread and annotated my second draft of my essay, by the end there was red on every page :’) that’s good, it means i’m cleaning it up, and trimming the fat.

i also figured out my lighting setup to film, i think. it was a struggle for a night or two because i had figured out the perfect lighting, then had to pack away my tripod and camera, and the next night could not figure out how i had achieved that look. but rewatching a few youtube tutorials and working through a process of trial-and-error helped me. it’s frustrating, but fun to experiment.

i’m kind of happy because honestly as i read my essay back, i was like, “fck yes, this is what i’m talking about! this is exactly what i’m talking about! that’s what i’ve been saying and saying…” so it’s clear to me that i really believe in what i’m saying. i just hope that people will listen, because it is quite long and i can’t reduce it too much more without cutting out crucial context to understand the situation. i’m discussing a couple of literary works so i have to define their kind of high-concept premises, multiple witcher medias which i have to describe and define, and multiple historic events and contexts. it’s about a whole conglomerate of things which i’ve cobbled together, but i really do think it makes sense in the way i’ve cobbled it 🥲

i guess all i ask is for patience, because i know it isn’t easy to follow such a longwinded opinion. and i also want to express gratitude for the encouragement i’ve recieved so far. and i want to say that i am having fun working on this, and the process of writing and editing is fun for me. filming is still intimidating, but i did a test film tonight with the introduction, and felt myself, my voice, realizing that i was passionate about the words i was saying. kind of cathartic to bring it to life in that way, that this means something to me and i have an opinion, and i have to admit it aloud, literally say it with my whole chest.

it’s kind of terrifying to consider, throughout this process i keep thinking of all the possible different people that might disagree with me and dislike what i have to say, or feel uncomfortable with what i say, and how to make a productive conversation rather than contribute to a negatively controversial one. because i think some people will think that anything on this topic, no matter what is said, is just going to be pure hate, so why even listen to it? but in the moment tonight filming and recording my words, i began to not think about that and about what other people have to say, i just felt my own inner passion and thoughts, like yes, this is really what i mean to communicate. there’s so much i want to share about this. and i just hope it gives voice to people who have felt similarly, but didn’t know how to phrase it. + perhaps teaching something new, sharing the research that i’ve done, stuff that i found really interesting and hope other people will find interesting as well.

and i also hope this is the start of something more. that this is the first of many discussion starters and that i continue to reach out to connect…

[nyashykyunnie]

the temptation to make a manhwa with the mc being an international hunter level but he's extremely feared because of how violent he is in the field of battle. I'm talking raw unadulterated violence that makes your stomach churn and vomit from disgust, all while his grey eyes would remain unfeeling. He was known for his lack of using weapons despite being a pro at all things, why? He is simply venting out his frustrations. From a measly E-ranker to suddenly the most powerful man to walk earth— Did he use anything? A system? A super-potion? Did he sign a contract with the devil? Is he the descendant of a great god who loved sleeping around with mortals? No. He was just an ordinary kid born in a family of rich socialites.

If so, then what awakened him? What made him so violent that he surpasses his supposed limit?

Well, he lost his best friend. A beautiful boy he pampered so much in their youth. He lost that precious boy because he was involved in a drunk driver accident. And the moment he lost him, all hell broke lose in every fiber of his existence.

He wanted to kill himself, to join his baby wherever it is. But he remembered the promise he made, a promise that says: "Live as long as you can, okay?"

That cringey, goddamn line.

But he kept his promise. He couldn't kill himself so where did he turn? To the gates. He tirelessly killed over and over and over and over and over and o v e r.

He killed and killed until he rose from a measly E-ranker to an S-ranked level. He was praised and admired, but did he care? No. Screw that fucking money. He has it all since he was a fetus so what the hell is he going to do with those billions of dollars?

And thus he became too reckless, too arrogant, and he battled a god level in a gate. The result? Caused him his life ofc. But somehow he was given another chance, and he woke up again, in front of the person he lost— Rambling on and on about how amazing manta rays are. He would've kissed him right then and there but he held himself down and simply held his friend's hand and squeezed it, all while ignoring the ai voice booming beside his head announcing shit he could care less about.

And so begins his retry on life again, but this time— He would male sure nothing happens to him in this life. Damned will he be again if he loses this boy with the knowledge he has.

And here I say his name, Minseok's fr canon Boyfriend— Baek Hanwool.

But then again knowing how stupidly ugly my anatomy is im pulling a leg here so fck me this will just go down the rabbit hoke of brainrot gm

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⚠️ vent post ⚠️

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I hate being fat and hate that i can't even be s1ck enough to l0se w3ight. Having an 3d while being fat is just the most frustrating thing in the world.

I come home from fckin working all day, haven't eaten properly bc i'm restricting, my head hurts like a btch, so I'm looking for something l0w cal to eat bc being fat demands energy ofc and my dad just barges in the kitchen to give me a shtty speach about how i don't eat certain things and that he wants me to be healthy, how i'm overweight (i fckin know) and everyone can see it and i just hate when he says "i want you to be healthy, i want you to have a good life" it's bllsht, he says that i don't drink water bc he never sees me (mf i drink at least 4 lts daily), he says that i'm not careful with my meals (but i count every fckin cal0rie) and all i can think is how i just wanna stay fat and even become m0rbid bc if someday i'm skinny i don't want him or anybody to take credit for it, bc it's my fckin illn3ss.

I'm barely getting used to living with him again, or even having somebody around, i hate that i need to live with him bc of my fckin country and my fckin underpaid job. When i was on my own i was so fckin free to eat or not to eat, lost a bunch of weight, had my own money, my own place, my own mess. Now i can't even take out my shoes without someone nagging at me.

I hate when he acts like he didn't abandoned me at some point, i hate how i was left behind with my s1ck and disconnected mother and how now she acts like nothing happened and forces me to visit doctor after doctor only for them to tell me how fckin fat i am. I hate that my thoughts are only cal0ries and kil0s, i hate that i have to go to the bathroom every fckin minute bc of how much water i'm drinking, and i hate that when i have this feelings the only thing i can think of is to binge.

I wanna think i'm more than my body but now it's not just me reminding me how that's my only worth. I feel like i'll only be happy if i look a certain weight and i hate that everybody thinks the same.

So to avoid eating, i locked myself in my room, put on my headphones and came here to vent bc i don't want to be a burden to my few friends and needed to say this.

I'm so mad i can literally feel it in my veins, fck.