#it sounded so desperate i dont what to tell ya

[cy-tick7]

Nah, but like the fact that Zoro and Law went from “Zoro casually throwing an arm around Law without a second thought” to “Law saying the plan isn’t worth for someone dying, namely Zoro, while he tries so hard trying to prevent Zoro from dying while shouting out his name with so much raw emotion and pure angst” and I’m like tf happened between the two of them off screen

[evie-sturns]

ᴠɪʀɢɪɴ - ᴄʜʀɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴜʀɴɪᴏʟᴏ

summary: chris has always been your best friend until one night everything changes when you lose your virginity to him.

contains: smut, gentle chris, swearing, fluff.

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chris and i tell eachother everything, i mean everything. we've been friends since the 6th grade and have no secrets, except for one. i'm a virgin. in my defence hes never really asked but its my biggest insecurity

its 11pm, me, nick, matt, chris and madi are sitting on the sturniolos couch, im cuddled against nick as matt and chris scroll on their phone.

madi is talking about a hookup experience right infront of us. ive never really hung out with her alone but she seems to overshare. a lot. "y/n, you know how when then finish they make strange ass noises?" she continues "mhm.." i lie, "but oh my god he was making demonic sounds like what the fuck" she says laughing.

after 5 more minutes of her talking, i feel humiliated, everyone else in the room except for me is laughing along with her and agreeing.

she wont stop.

i grab my phone then stand up off the couch, walking out of room in and into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me. i hear the living room go silent apart from a few whispers "chris go see whats wrong!" i hear nick say quietly and then shuffling, followed by 3 knocks on the bathroom door.

"y/n? you okay?" i hear chris say softly.

"please go away chris."

"im not gonna go away sweetheart, please talk to me." chris whispers through the door.

after a few minutes i unlock the door. chris opens it slowly to find me inside, eyes puffy from the few tears i shed. "oh y/n.." chris says sympathetically before pulling me into a hug, rubbing my back. "c'mon, lets go to my room so you can talk to me." he offers and i nod. he takes my hand as we open the door to his bedroom.

he sits down on the floor, resting his back against the side of his bed. i sit down next to him and lay my head on his shoulder.

i take a deep breath "im a virgin." i say bluntly, but quietly. he tenses slightly then nods understandably.

"and its fucking embarrasing when madis talking about fucking random dudes infront of me, its quite frankly humiliating." i continue "because im almost 21 and ive never done anything." i sigh.

an uncomfortable silence grows for a few seconds "this might be weird, and if you dont want to we can never talk about any of this again, but i could.." he pauses

"i could help..?" he says nervously

"help?" i repeat, slightly confused.

"i mean we've been best friends for like 9 years, i could y'know. teach ya? like platonically though." he says holding my hand.

another silence grows.

"okay!" i say nervously

"ok?" he whispers

"you can, lead the way?" i offer and he smiles.

he stands up, before leaning down and pulling me up by my wrists. we're both clearly nervous. "do i uh, have your like.. full consent?" he says concerned and i let out a small laugh "yes chris, you do, you're the person im most comfortable with."

he lifts his shirt off over his head, i blush, why am i blushing?

he throws his shirt to the floor before pulling mine off, revealing my white bra, which he quickly unclasps. he leans down and grabs my jaw, pulling me into a soft kiss. my heart rate increases as i realise this is chris, my best friend.

he picks me up by my ass and places me gently on my back on his mattress, the same one that we were giggling on yesterday. he pulls down my shorts, then my panties. leaving me revealed on the bed. he looms over me before pulling me by my thighs to the edge of the bed. he leans down between my thighs, his cold breath against my heat.

he drags his tongue all the way from my hole to my clit forcing a desperate moan out of me. "tastes so fucking good." he mumbles which causes me to squirm. he stands up and unbuckles his leather belt, letting it fall to the floor before he unbuttons his baggy jeans.

he stands in-between my legs in his boxers, it feels wrong, but so fucking right. "you ready baby?"

baby?

"im nervous chris, what if it hurts."

"dont be, it doesnt have to hurt, mhm?" he says reassuringly as he nods his head at me.

"i trust you chris.." i say smiling as he grabs the inside of my thigh "can you spread a little more?" he says and i comply.

after what feels like forever he pulls down his boxers slowly, letting his boner spring out, hitting his stomach. i instantly sit up in shock "chris-." i stutter as i look up at him

"you're okay, it wont hurt if you relax. ill go super slow hm?" he reasures and i nod.

"lay back down princess." he whispers.

i lay back down and reach for chris's hand, its always been a comfort thing for me and right now i need it more than ever.

his dick is strangely perfect.

i take a deep breath and squeeze chris's hand as his tip pushes against my entrance. he pushes slowly inside of me, giving me only an inch or two. "fuck you're so tight." he groans making my stomach flip. "you look so beautiful taking me mhm."

as he sinks deeper into me, his balls lightly pressing against my ass.

the same boy who i used to beg to play barbies with me is now balls deep inside of me.

im a moaning mess as chris giggles slightly

"what the fuck is funny chris" i say smiling

"your moans." he says nonchalantly as he starts to thrust, kissing my cervis each time

"shut up.." i say in between moans as i squeeze his hand tighter.

without warning he pulls out which causes me to immediately grab him and pull him closer "i didnt finish chris!" i say frustrated

"shh sh, i know i know, i want you to ride me. can you do that for me?" he says which almost makes me orgasm from his words.

"okay."

he lays down beside me and grabs my waist pulling me ontop of his so im sitting on his thighs. i prop myself up above his tip as he grabs my hips. i slowly sink down on him, feeling every inch of him filling me up. i moan loudly causing him to slam a hand over my mouth "shh." he whispers as i bounce up and down, i squeeze my eyes shut as my moans are muffled by his hand.

"y/n baby, im close okay? i want you to cum with me." he groans as i bounce faster on his cock

"you ready?" he says as his breathing becomes quicker. i nod as i clench around him, instantly making him release inside of me. i follow right after him as i collapse on his chest, he reaches a hand down pulling himself out of me.

he holds me tight against his chest, my breasts push against his hard chest while he grabs my ass. "you did so fucking good, so good." he whispers into my hair. "you want me to get you dressed baby?" he offers and i nod, sitting up on his stomach. he sits up and i slide off him onto his bed. as he stands up, he holds up my panties and shoves them in his pocket. before i have time to question it hes pulling me onto my feet.

he picks me up and slings me over his shoulder. i squeal as he keep a firm grip on my thigh. pulling my shorts onto me. he places me back down onto my feet and puts my bra on. "is this right" he says with a slight laugh "yeah surprisingly!!" i say with a wide grin before pulling my shirt on.

chris finishes getting dressed and plants another kiss on my lips "was that okay for you? i hope it didnt hurt" chris asks softly "yeah it felt.. really fucking good chris." i say wiping my eyes in embarrassment.

he grabs my hand and takes me into the living room. nick is looking at chris with disgust and everyones dead silent "did you guys just fuck." matt says breaking the silence and my heart drops to my stomach

"what.." i say defensivley

"the load ass moans?" nick yells angrily.

the silence grows as chris looks like hes seen a ghost as i look up at him

chris suddenly starts "she got her period, so i took her up to my room so she could grab some fucking.. products. she was crying, they may of sounded like moans to you but she was just upset." he lies so confidently straight through his teeth which almost makes me burst out laughing.

"so im taking her home alright?" chris continues.

"shit sorry guys." nick says embarrassed "see you tommorow y/n, feel better" matt says and i smile at him.

(4 weeks later)

"hey baby, i got you these!" chris says walking into my bedroom with flowers "for what exactly" i say laughing "one month anniversary dumb fuck." chris says giving me a kiss on my lips.

4 weeks ago when he dropped me off he confessed to me.

he said he'd liked me for a while now, as in 5 years.

i hated to admit it, but i had felt the same.———------------.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.-----------------——

[mysicklove]

𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓'𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖!

cw: sub! denki kaminari, gn! reader, toy use: bullet vibrator, nipple clamps, fleshlight. kinda heavy bondage (he is tied to chair lol), sadistic reader!!, denki being the biggest dork at the end, unedited (for now?) and POORLY WRITTEN lolol

wc: 1.8k

a/n: well @sorrowfulrosebud this was supposed to be a drabble. oopsies. everyone dont yell at me for writing this instead of kinktober IM SORRY. ALSO denki is a little silly at the end, I hope it doesn't ruin the mood for you guys :/ he is just such a nerd to me.

“No. No. Nonononono!” The blonde squeals, squirming in his chair. His legs try to kick up, causing his thighs to pull at the restraints.

You frown at him but ignore his plea, snapping the nipple clams onto the first nipple. He jumps in his chair and he lets out a yelp, muffling the sounds of the vibrator. “Don’t “no” me, you were the one to beg for this.”

In an instant, Denki’s face shifts into a wicked grin, and you roll your eyes. “You know I like to put on a show,” he purrs, “makes it more kinky, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, yeah, you sick pervert.” You use the remote to turn up the vibrator logged inside him a setting higher, and the blonde gulps, letting about a small mewl. Then, you clamp the metal onto his other nipple, forcing another pained noise out from his mouth.

“Ow! Ow!” He screeches, twisting from left to right in his red rope bindings. “It still hurts! Y-You got to be gentle with me!”

You reach for his thigh, giving him a teasing slap. “Quit that. Gentle with you? You would throw a hissy fit if I was.”

He remains quiet at that, agreeing with you, and the action makes you grin. You grab the fleshlight and begin to pour a copious amount of lube onto it while Denki squirms in his chair, excited for what’s to come. The bullet vibrator placed meticulously on his prostate was sending his head spinning, but to add something around his cock too? He was already daydreaming about how hard he is about to orgasm.

In one quick motion, you slide the entire thing down his length. His reaction is immediate; his back arches and he let out a moan. “There ya go,” You hum, “You like that, don't you baby?”

You don’t ease into it, knowing he will complain if you do. So, instead you set a ruthless pace and Kamari already feels himself begin to drool. His eyes roll back and he begins to hump into the toy, not caring that his hips were basically strapped down into the chair. “Y-Yeah. Can you…Vibrator?”

You smile at the boy, nodding to him before reaching over and clicking the button onto the highest setting. He groans out, a lazy smile plastered on his face. “Fuck yeah. Fuck, this is heaven, ‘s got to be.”

You scoff at him, trying not to roll your eyes. He was always the dramatic type, trying to find the most creative ways to show his love for what you do to him. It was cute though, so you didn’t mind too much.

His hips continue to buck into the fleshlight, and his ass lifts slightly up the chair, going against the binds to try and reach it better. The vibrator in him makes a loud buzzing noise and every once in awhile he stops his desperate humping to try and push back into it.

The noises he let's out are loud, high in pitch, as if he was trying to tell everyone around him how good he was feeling. It makes you wonder if you want to put a gag on him, but be always gets so pouty after you do, and you didn't know if you want to deal with that. So, you let the neighbors hear his cries — it was better than the annoying sound of the vibrator, to you and Denki at least.

Eventually his hips start to thrust up too high, and the rope begins to rub against his thigh. He was going to hurt himself at this rate, and that's the last thing you guys needed. You rest your hands on his thigh, pushing him down against the chair. “Kaminari, relax, it's not going anywhere. You don't gotta chase the toy.”

He shakes his head, continuing to try and buck upward. His eyes are furrowed shut and his face is contorted in a frown. “Can't help it. Love it, s-so much!”

You yank the toy away and Denki lets out a noise akin to a puppy yelping in pain, which causes you to roll your eyes. “No. Please no! I'm sorry I'm sorry ill relax. Don't take it away, I can't cum without it! I'll be good, a good boy for you I promise!”

Your face heats up at his lewd words and you pause for a second. His cock twitches from the coolness of the air, and you watch as a glob of pre drops onto the chair. He whines, and squirms in his confinement.

Then, you gulp and sigh, rubbing your hands on his thighs that are trying their best to stay planted on the chair. “It's alright, I'm not stopping,” you murmur, sliding the fleshlight onto his cock with a satisfying squelch. He cries out, and the noise loudness of the sound startled you. Your eyes flicker to his now glassy ones. “Fuck, Kaminari, you sound straight up out of a bad porno, you know that?” You say, breathless, and fixed solely on his face.

Sweat beads at his temples, and his lip trembles. His cheeks flush red and he shakes his head back and forth. The pale legs tremble in his seat but he doesn't buck upward, instead waiting for you to cover his cock. It's agonizing to him, and he wants nothing more than to fuck it, but he remains seated, instead choosing to push himself back into the bullet vibrator.

Your hands reach up to play with the chain and Kaminari let’s out a hiss, but doesn’t oppose it. The nipples have become slightly swollen from the clamp, and it causes you to frown. “Poor thing, look how red they are.”

A meek grin pulls at his face. “Y-You like it though, yeah?”

“I do. They are so cute like this,” You nod, slightly pulling on the metal, and tearing another whimper from his mouth. Your hand continues their quick motions and his moans begin to get louder. His hips begin to buck up again.

“Kaminari,” You warn sharply and he immediately presses his ass back into the chair with a short apology. You place your hand onto his face, your own apology, but for the harshness of your tone. He nuzzles into it, rubbing his cheek into your palm. “Good boy.”

He nods his head, buzzing at the praise. Drool begins to bead at the corner of his lips, and his eyes begin to get cloudy. He finds himself chanting out curse words and melting into the chair. With every stroke of the toy, every sound of the liquid gliding across his dick, he feels himself inch toward his high. The blonde's hands clench and unclench, and he mewls. “I need to cum. P-Please?”

The vibrator continues to target his sweet spot and it sends him shivering, not knowing if he should focus on the buzzing sensation or the one wrapped around his cock. But, you pull on the chain again, answering his question for him. His back arches and he cries out from the pain of his nipples being tugged uncomfortably outward.

“Yeah? That was quick, little embarrassing, don’t you think babe?”

He pouts at you, and tears begin to tumble down his cheeks. “Shut up!”.

You ignore him, instead choosing to rest your cheek on his thigh, now kneeling in front of the chair, and blinking up at him.

“‘s nothing to be embarrassed bout. I think it’s cute that you last as long as a virgin,” You coo, eyes flickering to the flesh light that keeps hiding his dick from you.

Denki shakes his head from side to side, whining at you, and beginning to sniffle from the tears. “Y-You just don’t understand,” he warbles and you raise your eyebrows. “Don’t even know what to focus on. Gonna cum, I can’t. I-I—Please!”

You smile at him, standing up again and resting your arm on the back of his chair. It creates a shadow over his body, and it makes the boy feel strangely small compared to you. He doesn’t complain.

One hand continues to stroke him, and the other plays with the chain on his chest. You pause for a moment, creating an air of dramatics, and Denki let’s out a small whine in complaint. “Alright, you can cum. I guess I don’t mind.”

He nods his head eagerly, blinking up at you with wet eyes. Then, you watch his body go rigid and his face scrunch up. Denki curses out, and you wait a moment before you grab at the chain and rip it off of his nipples.

It sends a burning pain down his and entire back and the blondes eyes widen, shocked by your actions. He borderline screams and it sends a full shiver down your spine. “Ow! Ow! Fuck. Fuck. Ow!”

But it doesn’t ruin his orgasm, in fact, it may have made it stronger. The blonde cums into the fleshlight and you watch as it drips down his cock, staining it a milky shade of white. He moans are high in pitch, and they seem to echo off of the walls from how loud they are. But they were always like this when he orgasms, so you weren’t surprised by it.

It lasts about 20 seconds total, and eventually, he slumps against the chair. You turn off the vibrator quickly, not wanting to overstimulate him just yet and pull off the fleshlight. The remaining of his cum drips from the toy and onto the tip of Kaminari’s cock. He doesn’t even spare it a glance.

Instead, he looks toward you, tongue out and licking at the excess drool left behind on his lips and chin. He pulls at the restraints, but doesn’t really put any effort to get out; it was more of just a test of whether he could get out. When satisfied by the results, he nods to himself, before turning to you. He cocks his head to the side.

“Soooooooo,” He announces loud and proud, contrasting his earlier pathetic pleas. You sigh to yourself, already knowing something ridiculous is to come from the way he is grinning at you. When Denki sees you playing along, he dramatically clears his throat. “Who’s the next star on tonight’s game show?” The voice is loud, mimicking every classic game show host. “Will it be, contestant number one, the dildo? Contestant number two, the vibrating wand? Orrrrrr the fan favorite, all-time champion, most beloved—“

You hold up two items you grabbed from the box placed neck to you and cock your head to the side. “Ball gag and cock ring?”

Denki's eyes widen, and he smiles anxiously at you. He should have known that you were going to play along with his antics, and the results were never fun. His voice is higher in pitch, and his eyes never leave the items in your hand as if terrified by them.

“W-We will find out after this s-short break, folks.” You borderline pounce on him.

[sillysillygoofygoose]

"Speak Up" ♡

You dont get anything unless you tell Toji exactly what you want.

*daddy/little one usage, ddlg-ish, safeword used, implied subspace... don't like, don't read <333 MDNI, READER IS 18+

LMAAOO GUYS literally ignore everything I said in my last miguel post (though I stand by it 😩) because reader is the polar opposite in this one 💀 I'm such a clown y'all, I switch up sooo fast

"Please?" Your hoarse voice barley leaves your throat as your mouth hangs open in exhaustion.

"Aw, c'mon, little one... you can do much better than that, don't cha think?" His sly delivery makes the heat in your lower stomach spread like a forest fire.

Flushed features scrunching up at his teasing, you grow more and more frustrated at his antagonizing and sadistic games. Toji's thick, calloused fingers ghost over your embarrassingly soaked pussy, treating you as if you were a burning hot stove top. Every slip of his fingers down your slit has your back arching from his chest, legs threatening to unlatch from his built thighs. His legs keep yours spread as you sit on his clothed lap, feeling his twitching boner against your pudgy ass.

You never realized how quiet you get in bed... almost as if someone switches on your mute button the second your clothes hit the ground. Toji hates it. Of course, he thinks you're cute - the way you clasp your hand over your mouth every time a noise threatens to leak out - but he wants to hear you. He needs to hear you. Especially when you get all mushy and pathetic, just for him.

Your hushed whines are almost overpowered by the lewd wet sounds Toji pulls from your pussy as he sinks his middle and ring fingers in, knuckle deep. He's guided you to your edge four times already. And everytime he's pulled you back from stumbling over.

"Pleeaasee, I want it. Fuck, really want it daddy." Griping onto his bicep, you feel tears begin to build alongside your orgasm. Your bare toes curl in on themselves as tingling sensations blur in your feet and travel up your sensitive, desperate little body.

"What do ya want? Huh, baby? C'mon, tell Daddy, use your big girl words." Toji smiles when he sees the delicate muscles in your stomach clench as your body stutters.

"I want to. Please. 's so embarrassing. " More mumbles. He really thought he was getting somewhere. You feel the coil in your stomach unsatisfyingly unravel, fall apart more like, as Toji removes his fingers from your body without warning.

"No! Why-why did you stop? I was so close." The tears splashing at your waterline race down your overheated cheeks as you completely remove your body from your cruel boyfriend's touch.

"You gotta speak up, baby, or I won't know what you want." His sadistic smile only makes you cry harder as he gathers you up in his arms once again, spreading your weak, trembling legs. Turning you to face him, he positions your crying cunnie over his brawny leg, clit immediately rubbing against his sweatpants. The pain overrides the pleasure as he rocks you back and forth against him, forcing stimulation on your puffed parts.

"No more, n'more. 'M all done." You beg, pushing his broad shoulders as you shiver and shake, tears gathering at the tip of your nose while you look down in shame.

"You can take one more, hm baby? All you have to do is ask nicely, and I'll give you anything you want, sweets." His pushes you down harder, forcing a sob out of your lips, splotched face buried in his neck.

"Nnmmh. No. No, thank you. Red." Your last word is hardly a whisper, but Toji hears you loud and clear.

"Oh, hey, hey, shit baby, I'm sorry." Toji hands fly from your hips as he lets you crawl from his thigh, disoriented and shy. Your cries increase into the palm of your shaky hands as embarrassment crashes over your overexerted body.

"Fuck, 'm so sorry little one. Didn't mean to upset you. I'm sorry." The pit in his stomach only grew deeper and more dreadful as you refused to look at him, balled up into your own frenzy. You heave out tired breaths as you grab onto his hand, moving to rest on his shoulder, signaling that he can touch you.

"Was too much. Just need to cum, daddy. 'M so overwhelmed." You wipe your tears away as you tiredly peck Toji's cheek, melting the worry off his face.

"Daddy will make you feel good, sweets. I'm so sorry, baby." Toji slowly moves his hand from yours to cup your soaked pussy, but feeling you tense, he decides to help his pretty girl more delicately.

"Here, sweet girl, lay down f'me." Toji grunts as he maneuvers satin draped pillows under your hips. "Daddy's gonna take such good care of you, okay?"

Immediately, you feel his tongue flat against your core and you moan out, dejected pussy embracing the strong hits of pleasure.

You buck your hips into Toji's welcoming mouth as he nuzzles his lower face into you. Exhausted but invigorated, your hips find their own rhythm against Toji's mouth and nose. You don't hold back, whines, moans, and whimpers alike rushing from your mouth like a waterfall of praise.

"Mhm mhm, cum f'me pretty baby. You deserve it, such a good girl" Toji doesn't even break from you as he encourages you through your sudden but long anticipated orgasm, mumbling and groaning into your pussy. Your legs force him further down against you as your back hovers off the bed, panting filling the room as you ride your release.

Closing your eyes, your legs drop to either side of Toji's head. Your plump lips are spread, taking in as much air as your lungs will allow as dried tear tracks fade against your pink cheeks. Baby hairs stick to your sticky, sweaty forehead. He chuckles, looking up at your spaced state.

"You alright, doll?" He huffs out, rubbing up and down your outer thigh. You don't respond, simply letting your hand flop on top of his as you nestle yourself into the inviting mattress under you.

"I'll take that as a yes."

Hope you enjoyed! Xoxo

Credit to @pommecita for the divider <3333

[allisluv]

so glad you asked my mind is brimming.

finnick and reunion sex (like after he comes back from the mission after being presumed dead)

pairing: finnick o’dair x fem!reader

content warnings: smut, fingering, oral (fem recieving)

authors note: i currently have a really long finnick o'dair smut that im working on so i hope you dont mind that this ones shorter <3 also this is my first time writing smut so please be nice or ill cry 😍 also i imagined this was set after the mission but i didnt specify im sorry </3

Despite the bitter cold in District Thirteen, Finnick emerges from the shower wearing nothing but a pair of baggy grey sweatpants. You're drying the ends of your hair with a towel when he comes up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist.

Almost on an instinct, your head tilts backwards, giving him access to your neck. He obliges without a word, pressing kisses to the skin of your throat. "Finnick," you sigh, eyes fluttering closed.

"Tell me what you need, honey," Finnick runs his hands up and down your arms. His fingers leave a trail of warmth in their wake as he dips lower and lower, knowing full well that you won't be able to focus on anything other than him. "Come on baby. Just tell me and I'll give you what you want."

You have to push the words past your lips. "Don't make me beg," you whine, squeezing your thighs together. He clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth, making a tsk sound that tells you he expects a better answer than that. "Please, Finn. Need you."

He rewards you by grabbing hold of your hand and leading you to the double bed. "See? That wasn't so hard, was it baby?" He pretends not to see you roll your eyes. "Gonna make you feel good, I promise."

You lie down and prop yourself up on your elbows so that you can see what he's doing. He hovers over you and presses his lips flush against yours, deepening the kiss by slipping his tongue into your mouth.

He swallows your whines and moans as his cold fingertips tease your slit. "Gotta get you ready for me, honey. Is this okay?" You nod. "Need to hear you use your words, sweet girl."

"Its okay. Please," you whine, bucking your hips into the air, desperate for some friction that never comes. He kisses you again when he slips his ring finger into your folds. "Fuck!"

"You're doing so well for me, baby," he kisses his way down your body before working his way towards your clit, tongue brushing over your sensitive bundle of nerves. Your hips buck and his free hand flies out to hold you down.

"Gotta stay still for me honey. I know, you're being so good for me. Ya getting close?" His eyes are blown wide with lust as he goes back to devouring your pussy. "I know you are, can feel you tightening around my fingers."

The coil in your stomach begins to tighten as you blindly reach for his hand. Finnick intertwines your fingers as you topple over the edge, calling his name like a prayer.

[coolprettyleo]

begin again au ☆ - Frankies Lore!

wc: 1.8k

tw: drinking, mean coach, quitting, embarrassing? fluff bit of angst?

ryan leonard x hughes sister au!

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frankie couldn't believe what she had just done. something that had been a long time coming finally crashed down and for the first time in her life frankie felt bittersweet.

her whole life has revolved around the sport of hockey; having three brothers playing in the NHL and a mother and father who both played collegiete and now coach is a nightmare in disguise; for someone who is so tired of trying.

dont get her wrong she loved the sport. growing up, she started to confuse what the love was actually for. she thought she held the same passion to play that her brothers did, she was wrong. she now knows the love was to watch it never play it. she loved too watch her family come together and love something so much. she loved too watch other people play. she loved it from a distance. it took a while to come to terms with that.

when she explains the situation to anyone she always uses the same analogy. she loves to hear country music but that doesn't mean she wants to become the next taylor swift. even if she was a fan.

frankie had finally had enough and quit. not before going off on her coach though. something that she had been wanting to say every time she had been forced to stay after practice, run extra drills, every time she has been yelled at for tipping a shot in, every time she had been compared to her brothers, she finally did it.

*flashback to earlier*

"I want to see you guys here tomorrow morning seven am sharp!" coach lindsey said fiercely.

frankie respected the woman. her story was something she found inspiring. but right now she wanted the strangle the woman. her bones felt as if she was just hit by a bus and she hadn't had a good night sleep in about a month. so frankie being frankie, loudly groaned.

"hughes! just for that, you can stay back and do some laps!"

dont cry. dont cry. dont cry. you caused this.

her teammates filed out torwards the locker rooms desperately trying to get away before their coach decided to ultimately punish all of them while she began to skate. in her head frankie was about to lose it as her coach began to yell insult after insult.

"cmon hughes! you're never going to be good as your brothers with that speed"

"you call that faster?"

"I didn't tell you you can stop!"

coach lindsey yelled. she looked and sounded like abby lee miller. frankie smiled to herself at the thought as she began to slow down after skating as fast as she could for about fifteen minutes straight. not feeling well frankie skated off the rink towards the closest trashcan and threw up.

as she heard her coach coming up to her she began to plead.

"please, I cant take it anymore" she cried.

"your done for tonight. and fix that attitude by tomorrow morning will ya. you think your brothers are pulling this crap with their coaches?"

"I said I cant do it anymore!" frankie yelled finally having enough. shocking both herself and her coach.

"how is any of this okay! after everything you just yelled at me, pushing me through utter exhaustion, you come over here and try to act like its okay!?! i'm done."

"grow up and stop being a brat hughes. i'll see you tomorrow."

"you won't. I promise you that" Frankie threw back as she got her bag and began to walk out.

"you walk out that door and your future on this team is done!"

"its been done" frankie said walking out with tears streaming down her eyes.

*flashback ended*

she didn't know what to do. if she were to call her family they would worry and fly in thinking she was going through a manic episode, maybe she was but this felt real and it felt good.

its like her brain and heart had been at war since she was thirteen and her heart had finally won the war five years later. she didn't know whether to laugh or cry though.

she was happy because she was finally free. but she felt a dark cloud gloom over her when she realized she had to tell her family what she just did. she honestly didn't know how they were going to react.

the guilt began to rain on her as she remembered hoe happy they had been for her because they realized she can actually go on and play professionally since the PWHL had its debut and she was already a top prospect for the 2024 year draft but she just went and ruined it.

they're going to disown me.

that thought alone caused frankie to be where she was right now. in a bar with her fake ID drinking her feelings away on a wednesday night. alone. this had to be borderline alcoholic.

"I mean I wanted this right? so why do I feel like throwing myself off the bridge! why am I like this! am I being annoying? you can tell me greg" frankie rambled on to the bartender whose name was actually john.

"im going to call you and uber" he said dismissing her not wanting to deal with a drunk college girl.

"no! let me call someone!" she said taking the bar phone away from him. seeing as her phone had died about forty five minutes ago. quickly dialing the only number she remembered due to the fact she never saved his contact in her phone.

"hello?"

"drew! please, please come pick me up! you know I hate taking ubers alone. I swear i'll give you a little something after..." she said suggestively.

"frankie? hold on drews in the shower. its will, are you drunk? really on a wednesday? where are you?" will began to scold her over the phone, sounding very motherly.

"don't you judge me, I needed this. and im at the mecca" frankie slurred.

"ryan and I will be there in fifteen" he said hanging up.

__

"lady get off the counter!"

is what will and ryan heard when they walked into the bar.

"oh god" ryan said as he saw frankie start to crawl onto the counter. quickly rushing over to pull her off.

"m'not interested." she mumbled when she felt big hands around her waist.

ryan felt his heart crack. he knew he shouldn't because, one she probably thinks its some random guy and two frankie doesn't know he likes her.

since he first met frankie he realized he's had a thing for her but being the good friend he is, he kept his feelings to himself not wanting to start problems with drew.

it gives him so much anger to think about the fact that drew basically just uses her for sex. but at the same time she's probably just using drew too. so who is he to to get mad.

someone who would give her the world

"what are you doing frankie" will says giving her a disappointed look as ryan pulls her over his shoulder.

"I was just trying to dance!" frankie says upside down.

"on a wednesday at seven thirty pm? at least wait till ten" ryan says approaching the car and strapping her in.

"i quit the team"

"WHAT"

"ur lying"

will and ryan said at the same time with their eyes wide. they knew frankie hated playing hockey, they just never thought she was going to quit. someone with as much talent as frankie needs to be out there.

"m'not. im done and im scared to tell my family. I think they're going to be mad" she slurred as her eyes began to water.

ryan, who cant handle to see her cry quickly got into the back seat with her, and started to comfort her. wrapping her up in his arms and wiping her tears that began to fall from her big blue eyes. he could stare into them forever.

he told will to start driving back to her apartment as he comforted her.

"frankie, your family loves you and you know that. they're never going to hate you because you quit, if anything I think they've been expecting it-"

"geez thanks ryan" frankie says crying drunkly. ryan cant help but smile a bit because even though he hates to see her like this she looks really cute.

"not like that, its just anyone who knows and loves you can see your not happy out there. I see it, will sees it, so I know for a fact they see it too. and if they didnt and they do get mad thats on them. its your life not theirs" ryan says with his arm wrapped around her as she sniffles into his shirt.

"I guess so" she finally says seeing as their pulling up to her dorm.

"can you walk me up? its okay if you dont want too! I get it, im just scared that the RA is going to see me like this and call campus security on me and-"

"frankie! of course ill walk you up, are you kidding" ryan cuts off her rambling pulling her out of the car.

"i'll walk home smitty, you dont have to wait" ryan says knowing he was doing homework earlier that was due tonight before frankie had called.

"you sure?" will says kinda feeling bad for not staying and helping him take care of her. but then realizing ryan probably wants to take care of her.

him and gabe loved to tease ryan on the fact he was hopelessly in love with frankie. of course they would never tell drew even though they know if ryan were to just tell drew how he feels drew would back off. ryan just likes to be complicated.

"yeah, we'll be fine. right frankie?" he says keeping her upright. she was fully awake but the thing about frankie hughes is she loves to lay on the floor when she was drunk.

"yup!!" she chirps while ryan smiles down at her.

they wave goodbye to will while ryan picks her up and walks to towards her door. he smiles as he gets too her door and sees her doormat.

'cool bitches only'

he opens the door using her keys that he found in her purse and hauls her inside down the hall to her room. her room was so her. he loved it.

god I sound like a creep.

he shakes the thought from his head as he settles her down, takes off her shoes, and wipes all the remaining makeup off her face. thinking of how perfect she was.

"ryan" she says dreamingly as she feels him pull the cover over her body.

"yes baby?"

frankie felt her stomach do a cartwheel and she couldn't understand why.

"thank you. for everything."

"anytime frankie hughes"

he says before giving her a kiss on her forehead and walking home.

send in ideas for this au!! im really excited for it!

[c0llisiion]

BEYOND BOUNDARIES PT.2 - k.th

♡pairing : kim Taehyung x f!reader

♡: dom!kth , sub!reader , smut, unprotected sex (practice safe sex!) , teasing , cheating reader and kth , name calling ( slut, bitch ) slight fluff(?) at the end , not proof read - lmk if i missed any <3

W/c : 939

A/n: this took longer than I expected even though it’s pretty small. Went through a slight block nd im not rlly that proud of it huhu! Hope its up to par:))

Pt.1

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ MDNI. Please refrain from reading if the topics make you uncomfortable. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

Your phone rang. Eyes open wide in shock and not knowing what to do. Your Heart was beating at an inhumane rate, scared of what’s to come. Taehyung stopped before looking over at the bright screen. Your boyfriend’s name in big bold letters was displayed on the screen. He pulled out of you before picking up the phone from the ground. “Heh.. he must be worried.” He said as he brought your phone closer to your Vision. “Taehyung. Do not pick-“ “woops!” .

“Yn? You there,love?.” Using all your strength you picked yourself up. The phone right in front of you, your hands on either side. You heard your boyfriend’s voice call out again. “Hellloooo? Is everything alright?” As you were about to respond, taehyung slid inside of you once again. A smug smile was on his face. A soft whine left your lips as you feel him fill you up. A very audible whine. Your boyfriend called out once again. “Yn? Where the hell are you and what are you doing?” He sounded stern. “Huh? What? Sorry! I was just doing something and um..” you trail off thinking of a believable excuse. “I was just um…” Taehyung thrusted in. “Ah..! i was doing something and i kinda messed it up ahahahaha!” It came out like word vomit and you were sure your boyfriend wont believe it. “Oh? Okay good good … where are you tho?” He believed it. You were more than relieved. Taehyung leaned in closer to your ears before whispering “good girl..” his long fingers found your overstimulated clit and started toying with it. Your hand desperately was trying to push his hand away to avoid any grunts or sighs from leaving your mouth. But he was stronger and bigger. The struggle was useless. “Im um… hhh- in clari-nghh… Clarissa’s place.” You blurted out. You feel taehyung slowly moving in and out. His pace increasing. “Oh okay okay, when will you be back?” Taehyung once again leaned in. “Tell him you are gonna stay over at ‘clarissas’ place, alright?” His other hand wrapping around your neck pulling you closer to his mouth. You nod as he presses into your neck. “I might stay- Fuck!” Taehyung thrusted in you with force which made you curse out loud. “Yn???? Is everything okay????” Your boyfriend asks sounding very concerned. “Yes yes… I just um… dropped an equipment.. yeah! I just dropped this huge equipment on my feet! Haha…” i turn my head to face taehyung who had a stupid smirk on his face acting like nothing happened. “Oh well.. be careful okay? Does it hurt?” Taehyung was starting to grow impatient. “How long is this fucker gonna take?” He mumbled under his breath. You glare at him before responding. “No no! Im fine… hey listen i gotta go and just finish this off. ‘clarissa’ is being a huge bitch rn because im talking to you…” i glare at him again. “…I might stay over at hers because we might take time in completing so dont wait up. Sleepwell. I will see you in the morning okay?” Your boyfriend hummed in response. “You too. Dont overwork yourself. I love you.” “I love you to-“ taehyung reached over and cut the call before throwing your phone away.

“Taehyung what the fuc-“ he shut you up by plunging into you with no mercy. His hands went back to your neck pulling you back a bit. You felt the knot in your stomach form again as he drilled into your pussy. “Im gonna fill you up yeah? Gonna fill you up with all- hhh.. my cum, ya heard that slut? Yeah?” He sounded angry. Tears dripping down your face as you nod at his every word. “Speak up bitch. Tell me. Tell me you want me to fill you up so you can walk around with my cum dripping out of your pussy. Not his. But mine.” His thrusts were getting more harsher. He was jealous. “Yes…yes! Please I want to be filled with your cum only! Just you! I want it to be always inside me! Please…nghh- taehyung!” You cried out. Chanting his name in between loud pornographic moans. You hear him chuckle behind you. His grip on your neck loosens and you fall face down onto his pillow. thrusts got more sloppier and loud grunts were leaving his mouth. “Im gonna cum in you doll… gonna fill you up- fuckkkkkk… im gonna-“, you screamed out as you finally let go. Squirting down on his sheets and some hitting his abdomen and thighs. You clenched onto his dick for dear life, as the orgasm was too overwhelming. That was the last straw for taehyung as white cum painted your abused walls when he finally came. His eyes closed shut and head thrown back as he stabled his breath. Sweat was trickling down from his neck to the base of his cock. He stayed in you for a few seconds before pulling out. He admired the mess you made and took his phone to snap a picture of your cunt. You on the other hand were shaking. The aftermath of your orgasm hitting you. He pressed your body into the bed and laid next you. He pushed your sweaty hair from your face, grazing his long fingers on your tear stained cheeks. He leaned down and kissed your forehead, softly massaging your lower belly. Your eyes were closed and your breath was coming out in quivers. You chose to stay silent and just melt into his touch.

His hands went lower and hooked under your thigh. “Round two?”

A/n: im thinking of making this a series, should i? Not rlly sure but I hope you liked it^^

[lupins-hehim-pussy]

Hi i have sigewinne thoughts id like to hear your takes on

It is established that sigewinne is in the fortress wayyyy before wrio because she was also incarcerated for something right (or maybe she just has weird lingo that makes it SOUND like she committed a crime idk). And its still unclear exactly when she went from being an inmate to a working nurse (could be the same as wrio or she was also one of the people who chose to stay in meropide after her sentence is over who knows).

But like the warden before wrio is horrible iirc. And idk man horrible warden would equal unhappy, starving, desperate, and violent (and most importantly DEAD!) prisoners right?

I know melusines has this higher being-esque distant way of how they view humanity. They talk about humans being adorable like how humans would describe pets and animals. Im not saying its in a deragotory way, but theyre... a lil bit tone deaf because of it ya know. Like they KNOW they should do good for good sake but not exactly comprehend that good would make humans feel good (sedene literally went 'ah yes i remember that when humans are sad, you feed them, then theyre not sad!)

Do you think sigewinne would just... people watch? Would help humans that approach her yeah but she just... is aware that the humans around her are the sad and the hungry. And they are just less so when the warden changed? I doubt ANYONE would stay in meropide after their sentence during the previous warden era, but her staying solely to people watch and keep them healthy isnt.... that... farfetched.

And i love sigewinne, would probably need that level of distance to be a tiny nurse in a fortress of criminals. I just wonder how she is during the previous warden era because i dont really see her getting along with them either (or the warden kept her around for free labour who knows)

Sorry for the late reply, my social spoon has been low. The yap machine broke LOL

ANYWAY the melusines. I do honestly think Genshin Often write themselves into a hole with how they want to keep things "light" while still ... doing ... dark crazy shit. Putting a Melusine in Jail. Why. And also genshin's writer team is just... not good. But we have been through that I've rambled At Length about what I think there so.

Here's specific thoughts about Sigewinne.

Firstly............ what? I haven't touched new content since Fontaine MSQ finished, disclaimer, so I'm just taking your word for it. Secondly, making Sigewinne an ex convict is just so immensely Dumb of Mihoyo because that meant. Neuvillette had to sentence her. Right?? And how is That not more prominent to his story than him having to sentence Vautrin or even Wriothesley for that matter, given how he canonically feels about the Melusines and their safety. Sending one of them to Prison, where all of the Bad Guys who Hates Him and would kill the Melusines to get back at him. would ... have to fuck him up. Like he reacted so severely to just Hate Mail. How was Sigewinne's story Not At All impactful to his?

This is almost surely a Teams Not Communicating and/or Mihoyo Haven't Released Her So Everything About Her is Under Wraps thing. Which also makes no sense because.................. Wriothesley's sentence was literally referenced by that file on Neuvillette's desk. Which by the way is insane like sir it has been years. Put it away. But did they do anything like that for Sigewinne? I dunno. Haven't played in ages. The fact that she works down there At All is kinda wack if you consider how protective Neuvillette is.

So........ like... were the Melusines around even Before he was Iudex? He only brought them out of the water and into Fontaine but it's not stated that they're actually younger than him... or younger than 500 years right....... Was she sentenced by the Previous Archon? How can MHY tell a story that says so much and yet answers nothing.

Anyway, about Sigewinne and the Melusines' inaction specifically, I don't actually mind too much. They are so extremely different from humans in terms of how they age and what their maturity looks like, and that it's not too hard for me to grasp that they're just gonna act in ways that make them seem................... so out of touch. This layer actually adds so much to them in my mind in terms of how their immortality works compared to say, the Adepti, and how their emotions and memory function. I once had a thought that because they are so unaffected by loss and death all around them that they might... literally... be one of the only immortal species on Teyvat that is immune to corrosion lol. Or at least, the emotional anguish kind. In the sense they're almost like slimes. Where they just:

1. Don't recall their history with much intensity at all (that one melusine literally forgot Carole died. Or maybe it wasn't made clear to her that one of them just vanished. Maybe a lot more Melusines have died than we thought).

2. Don't care. #Live in the moment.

3. Don't ruminate (I literally said this in my fic funnily enough AHAHAHA).

Like if anyone in Fontaine is truly seriously impartial to humans, its them. Their ability to be so detached to suffering looks Frightening to outsiders (layering on their history with discrimination here lmao) but in actuality, if you consider that they're legitimately another species with a different brain, you'd be able to see their behaviour through less of a moral lense. It's literally as if they don't fully comprehend life and death— even Carole doesn't seem to fully understand death itself. And they forget things (Elynas, their 'father') which is arguably Not Erosion (forgetting small stuff is normal, and if you live as long as they do, yeah, you're better off forgetting things from 298274 years ago). Even if they remember it's probably like. Oh, that was sad! Anyway, what was I doing?

They just don't. Ruminate. They aren't built like that.

And I don't think that means that they don't care. They're just genuinely very different from humans in how they think and feel. And I refrain from saying "they're autistic" or "emotionally stunted" because these are human conditions and human terms, even if I very much frame my understanding of them through my understanding of these other human conditions. Which is why Neuvillette isn't exactly autistic either. But it's very Hard to say in his case because there's not exactly. Other Water Dragons for us to compare to and see if his cognitive/emotional abilities are Different from them (Unless it's modern au. In which yeah, he is lmao). But all the Melusines have this sort of detachment as if like, emotionally, they don't have... the trauma function basically. Or at least not one that's comprehensible to us.

So in my head, I do think Sigewinne tries her best, but she just simply isn't as emotionally charged by her experiences as, say, Wriothesley. She worked in Meropide while Wriothesley was sentenced there, so she did work under the previous warden as well, and I'm sure she did her job Well and she had her own way of caring for people but if they drop dead... genuinely, I think she'd just be like. "Aw, how sad. Anyway, I have other people to treat." Which, arguably, makes her a much more efficient nurse LMAO.

And it may seem so cruel to people do view her through a humanistic lense, but if you see it as like, if she's reached the level of enlightenment that Buddhist practitioners could only Dream of, and she's able to literally let these heavy events wash over her without letting it affect her, all while still being a caring being, this all would hopefully feel less uncomfortable. I do genuinely think she cares, but her emotional range and cognition just reaches. This point. Which is fine and doesn't make her inherently a bad character or person, I think.

I do literally think she can sit down with someone grieving and be like, "I understand that you are going through a process, and I will let you process things at your own rate, while I administer care as well as I can."

And they can be like, "Why don't you give a shit that they died?!!"

And she'd be like, "Would me feeling worse bring them back?"

Then, depends on how they react, she would continue like. "Unfortunately I do not feel things the same way that you do, and I do understand that humans often want their conversation partners to be able to relate to them, to feel as though they aren't alone in their feelings. Perhaps if you attend the memorial later, you'd be able to find those who can grieve with you. But if you feel any pain, or need any medicine, I will be here to help you!"

Yknow like. She's not Unkind. But she's very much... not gonna feel the same way about death as her patients. If anything this might make her the Best Suited person to be in charge of care in Meropide, and she might have already figured that out herself, and was like, "Monsieur Neuvillette, only I can do this without going insane. Please let me do this."

And he's like............... (shaking with fear for her) "Alright."

[spookygiggles]

Light Up, Firefly

Tf2 Tickle fic 🫶 scroll if you dont like these ofc

Lee! Pyro

Ler! Engie

Pyro was usually a happy lil dude, Always in his own 'World' (Literally-) But He knew today he was feeling down.

Maybe it was the stress of the job? Even He wasn't too Sure what was giving him the blues. But sometimes, It just happens, A rush of sadness. He knew the other Mercs were busy, Plus he has a feeling they don't like him that much, which again just made him feel kinda sadder. But He had One Person.

Engie! He Always Loved to see His favorite Buddy, But he wasn't too sure if he was busy Or not. But He took a chance and headed To his workshop, Just to see if He was perhaps relaxing or drinking. Pyro walks up to the Door and Knocks.

Then He heard a Southern Accent yell,

"You can come in!"

He opened the door and walked in, waving at the Engineer Sitting at a Table With a beer.

"Whats up, Py? Somethin up?" He asked, Considering his buddy didn't Seem as Energetic as normal.

Py Shook his head.

"I guess, I just dont feel like my normal self." (Just gotta pretend its muffled 💀) He Mumbled. Obviously Engie was One of the Only people Who really understood Pyro, Hes not a bad dude, People just judge him.

"Ahh its okay buddy. He Said to his friend, Giving him a pat on the back. Then It clicked, Like a Lightbulb poppin over your head in a cartoon.

"Actually Pyro, I have an idea, You know what always cheers people up?" He Said Enthusiastically.

"No not really?" he giggled ever so slightly. But Then Engineer stood up and reached his hand out to him.

"Alright get up Py, I'll show ya, Texas Style." He chuckled. Even that made pyro giggle a bit, He loved hanging out with His friend, even if he was a bit down.

He grabbed his hand and stood up. Obviously he knew what was coming, It wasn't the first time. And then he felt Two Hands Dig right into his Side and Stomach. Causing him to Squeal and Try to protect himself as a reflex, But it wasn't going to do much Because Pyro likes to be tickled, So he just grabbed onto the engineers arms and Laughed.

He didn't even say a word, Just was kinda caught up in the moment, But that didn't bother the Engineer, He was happy to make his friend laugh.

He wiggled both hands around His Belly, Which was a sweet spot on Pyro. Causing him to go weak to the knees as he started to collapse slowly. He stopped the tickling, grapped pyro and Layed him down on the couch, Then continued his assult on his Tummy.

Causing him to slightly kick his legs and squeal with laughter. His muffled laughter was super cute to Engie, He also wondered what he sounded like without the mask.

He Moved One hand down to his Hips, Squeezing there and moved his other down to his knee and started squeezing his Knee.

This caused him to literally SCREAM of laughter, Having two different spots being tickled and one of them being a death spot. You couldn't even tell there was tears going down his face because of the mask.

But they weren't sad tears, It was Just Pure Happiness. Engie Laughed at his Buddies state, Seeing how much happier he seemed. He stopped for a moment.

"Where else ya think you're ticklish at?" He stared at the firebug who was catching his breath on the couch, still slightly giggling.

"I- i dohont know" he said, this time he had a bit of a hard time making out what he said due to him giggling while he was talking, Since hes got his mask on.

"Well then, Mind if i test somethin?" Pyro shook his head. Engineer walked towards the end of the couch, Where his feet layed. He Started taking of the boots and Thats when Pyro had realized what he was gonna do, Obviously he wasn't gonna stop him but, Not even he knew if he was ticklish there.

He slipped off a boot and Grabbed his ankle and held it firmly, Not hurting him, Just tight enough he couldn't pull it back. Then he started to scribble at his Socked foot, He got an answer immediately as The Arsonist had Squealed and twitched, Trying desperately to pull the foot back.

Well now he knows he is ticklish there. It tickled there more than it did in some other spots. But his regular laughter ended as Engineer had started to tickle around his toe area, Thats when he Lost it.

He was squirming desperately and laughing Hysterically.

Out of Hysterics he managed to spit out "OKAHAHY! I FEHEHEL BETTER!" And On command, He let go and stopped the Assault.

As He was catching his breath, the Engineer asked,

"Feel better, Partner?" He patted him on the head as Pyro giggled.

"Yes, thank you." He said as he got up and put his boot back on. And stood up and Hugged the Engineer.

HOPE YOU LIKE IT!! 💗🫶

[chaos-grimlin]

Intro: No one truly knows what happened that night in Woodsboro, California. All the public knows was that two teenage boys, Billy Loomis and Stu Macher, went crazy. That the boys killed with no motive, that it was a case of crazy and peer pressure. Sidney Prescott, the "girlfriend" of Billy Loomis,Y/n L/n, the girl both boys were deeply obsessed with, and Gale weathers, a news reporter, where 3 of 5 witnesses that were willing to talk and tell their sides of the story to the public while Dewy Riley, the deputy sheriff of woodsboro, and tennager Randy Meeks refused to talk to law enforcements at the time. All the stories told to law enforcement seem to differ from person to person, but...in this tale, we will focus on Y/n, the obsessions, side of the story...

Marked (Poly! Billy Loomis and Stu macher x reader)

Word count:958

Chapter 4- Somethings not right

~~~time skip this is were it becomes strongly accurate to the actual movie! The top part is just ya know… intro to Y/n and stuff~~~

^^^3rd person P.O.V^^^

Casey stood in her kitchen, popping popcorn for herself and Y/n and Steve when they got here.

Then… Casey heard the phone ring.

Casey walked from the kitchen and picked up the phone from the hook and pressed it to her ear. 

“Hello?” she asked as she kept her eyes on the popcorn that was on the oven.

 “Hello” a deep male voice said on the other side. “Yes?” Casey asked. “Who is this?” the deep voice asked back. “Hmm… who you trying to reach?” Casey muttered. “What number is this?” “What number are you trying to reach?” the two went back and forth with each other.

"I dont know" the male voice responded.

Casey smiled softly "Well... I think you have the wrong number" she said with a small giggle.

"Do i?" The voice asked in a snarky tone.

"It happens! Take it easy" Casey said as she laid the phone back down on the hook, hanging up the call.

Casey went to walk off but she didnt make 4 steps before the phone started to ring again.

She looked back at it with a puzzled look on her face.

She went over and picked the phone up again "Hello?" She asked. Her voice stayed in a sweet tone.

"I'm sorry, i guess i dialed the wrong number" the same male voice said.

Although Casey couldn't see their face, she could tell whoever it was, was slightly messing around with her

"Ugh so why did you call it again?" Casey said with a amused smile.

"To... Apologize" the voice said.

"Well your forgiven, bye now" "wait wait! Dont hang up"

The voice sounded desperate to talk to her, and that made Casey smirk.

"Why?" Casey asked.

"I wanna talk to you for a second" the voice said in a flirty tone.

"They got 900- numbers for that.. See ya" Casey said and hung up the phone for the second time.

Casey then walked out of the living room and took the first tin of popcorn off the stove and put the other one on.

As soon as Casey pulled the paper off the top of the tin, Casey's phone rung again.

Casey let out a sigh as she walked over to the phone and picked it up, thinking it was Y/n or Steve.

"Hello? Y/n? Steve?" Casey said as she put the phone to her ear.

"Why don't you want to talk to me?" The deep, raspy, male voice that had called before spoke through the line.

"Who is this" Casey asked, slowly getting concerned

"You tell me your name ill tell you mine" he said.

Casey slowly walked back to the stove, keeping the phone to her ear.

"Oh! I don't think so" Casey said as she walked to the stove, picked up the popcorn tin? And shook it slightly.

"Whats that noise?" The male asked.

"Popcorn!" Casey said with a smile.

"Your making popcorn?" The male asked, trying to keep Casey on the phone.

"Uh-huh!" Casey said, nodding her head although the man couldnt see her... Or so she thought..

"I only eat popcorn when im watching a movie" The man scoffed out.

"Wellll... Im getting ready to watch a video" Casey said, sitting the popcorn back on the burner.

"Oooo really? What?" The man asked curiosity building in his voice.

"Oh just some... Scary movie" Casey said as she recalled it was Y/ns and hers favorite type of movie.

"You like scary movies?" The voice asked, his voice going deeper.

"Uh-huh!" Casey said with a toothy grin.

(Iconic lineeeee)

"What's your favorite scary movie?" The voice asked.

"Uhhh i dont know" Casey said as she scanned her mind, thinking of her favorite movie.

"Oh you got to have a favorite! What comes to mind?" He asked.

"Um... Halloween! Ya know..the one with the guy in the white mask who goes around stalking babysitters" Casey said as she pulled one of the kitchen knifes from its wooden holsters.

"Yeahh" he said.

Casey looked over to the stove and saw the tinfoil on the popcorn start to rise slightly.

"What's yours?" Casey asked.

"Guess" he said.

"Umm.. "Night mare on elm street"!" She said.

"Is that the one where the guy had knifes for fingers?" He asked

Casey put the knife back and started walking "yeah Freddy Krueger" she said.

"Freddy! Yeah that's right.. I liked that one.. It was scaryy" he said in a way that made Casey feel like he was lying.

"Yeah, well the first one was but the rest sucked" Casey muttered .

Casey remembered watching that movie with Y/n when they were younger and she remembers Y/n getting so scared by it to the point she wouldn't sleep and when she did she wanted Casey to look after her...the memory brought a smile onto her face.

The conversation went quiet after that as Casey walked through her parents house.

"So... You got a boyfriend?" The man asked, breaking the silence.

"Why? You wanna ask me out on a date?" Casey asked, not telling the man that she did infact have a boyfriend

"Maybee..do you have a boyfriend?" The man asked again.

"Mhmm.. No" Casey lied

"You never told me your name" the voice said in a flirty tone.

"Why do you wanna know my name?" Casey said, playing into the flirtyness.

"Because...i wanna know who im looking at.."

With that...

Casey froze.

She felt every muscle in her body tense up... And at that moment..she knew...someone was watching her..

[rwateringcan03]

Daryl x Merle Tickle fic

Requested by @bubblygiggles . Hope you enjoy <3

The trees were whistling softly in the wind as Daryl and Merle made their way through the woods, no determined destination in their minds. The ground was slightly soggy underneath their feet from the rain the night before. Daryl paused for a second to swing his crossbow over his shoulder again, as it was causing strain on his arm. Merle followed beside him.

"So what happened with you and your friends back at that prison?"

Daryl glanced at him. "Dunno. Wanted to come out 'ere with you."

Merle chuckled. "You gonna go back with 'em?"

"Dunno."

The 2 brothers kept on walking through the trees, keeping an eye out for walkers. Merle noticed that Daryl was quieter than usual. Although the man wasn't naturally that loud, Merle still knew something was off.

"Ya alright, little brother?"

Daryls sunken eyes looked over at him. "M'fine."

"You don't sound like it."

"Just told you. M'fine."

Merle stopped in his tracks. Daryl stopped and turned around. "What?"

"You're gonna head back with them, aren't ya little brother?" Merle said, facing Daryl.

Daryl took a deep breath. "I dunno. You can come back with me if you want. If I decide to I mean."

Merle chuckled agian. "Man, your people hate me. I can't go back with them."

Daryl stepped closer to Merle. "I can talk something out with Rick. Maybe he'll let you stay. He will."

Merle scoffed and accidently brushed Daryls side with his fingertips. Daryl jumped at the sensation and took a step back. Merle stared at him, his mouth dropping open.

"Dont tell me you're still ticklish.."

Daryl let his crossbow fall to the ground, getting ready to run of he had to. A smile grew on Merles face and he inched towards Daryl. Daryl's eyes grew wide and he took off running from his brother, trying to hide behind trees as Merle followed in his trail.

"GET BACK HERE LITTLE BROTHER"

Merle called out. Merle and Daryl rarely had tickle fights growing up, but when they did, it always ended up Merle ontop of Daryl, tickling the shit out of him. But that was a long time ago, and Daryl had honestly forgotten he was ticklish.

Merle suddenly lost sight of his brother. He desperately looked around, a smile still on his face.

"Where are ya little brother?..." He said in a playful tone, scanning the trees for any sight of the man.

He heard a faint giggle from behind him and darted toward the sound. Daryl was hidden behind a tree. He suddenly saw his brother charge at him and he tried running agian, but only got a few steps away before slipping on leaves and falling onto his back on the slightly damp forest floor. He groaned in pain, before feeling Merle pounce on him and pin his arms above his head. Daryl had already started giggling.

"Meherle dohont.." he warned, squirming under his brothers weight. Merle grinned at his brother before letting his arms go and scribbling all over this torso with his hand.

"NOHOHO MERLEHEHEHAHAAH" Daryl's hands shot down, trying desperately to grab a hold of his brothers arms. Merle tazered his brothers unprotected side, making Daryl squeal with laughter. Merle then trapped Daryls left arm down with his prosthetic arm, making Daryls laughter spike. Merle then scribbled his fingers over Daryl's exposed belly and ribs, making his arch his back and throw his head back with laughter. "NOHOAHAHAHA MERHEHEHEHAHAHA" Daryl could hardly make out words before being cut off with his own laughter.

Merle switched from poking to clawing at Daryls belly, making his raspy laughter take a pitch higher. Daryl attempted flipping over onto his stomach, but Merle stopped him by tickling his side.

"No flipping over little brother." He teased, a wide smile on his face. "Can't believe your still ticklish."

"SHUT UHUHUP" Daryl shook his head from side to side. He felt Merle lift his shirt up, and pin his other arm to the side of his head. Daryl eyes widened.

"nononononoho Merle plehehHESE" Merle ignored his brothers pleading and took a huge breath and blew a giant raspberry in the centre of Daryls belly. Daryls laughter went silent. His face went red and tears were flowing down his face. Merle barked out a laugh.

"Want another one, little bro?"

Daryl shook his head desperately, kicking his feet. "NoHOHOHO MERLE STOHOHOP PLEHEHEHESE" Merle finally got the message and stopped his attack. He pulled Daryl's shirt down for him and layed down beside him. Daryl wrapped his arms around his torso and rolled onto his side, his laughter eventually stopping.

"Too much?" Merle asked, a shit eating grin on his face. He ruffled Daryl's hair.

"Shut the fuhuck up." Daryl asked, his lips still curved into a smile.

Merle sighed and sat up. "Well c'mon little brother. Let's keep walking." He patted Daryls chest and stood up. Daryl got up slowly, fetched his crossbow and the two brothers disappeared into the trees.

[hotgirlslovec0ffee]

temporary fix

(fem x male)

Inspired by the song Temporary Fix (a personal fav)

This was originally a Niall fic, because i'm a sucker for that man, but i decided not to put any names so everyone can enjoy it!

warnings: nsfw, slight smut description but a lot of sexual tension, english is not my first language so pls dont judge!!!

from a male perspective

She looked so good, it was unfair.

Everything was unfair, that she was with him, that I was the one for her even though we were not together anymore, even though I selfishly left her, she knew it but still chooses to ignore it. And believe me she knew it all.

Oh she knew.

Everyone knew, I could sense it and with one look at her I knew he was not the one she wanted to be with, hell he didn't even know what she liked.

Her eyes battled with mines trying to tell me an encrypted message.

My eyes scanned her whole body trying to see through her clothes and skin, remembering how good she looked with nothing on while she was laying under me.

I couldn't stop imagining her naked with one of my t-shirt’s on, messy brunette hair slipping through her shoulders while she walks away from my bed towards the bathroom.

Fuck, she was driving me insane.

I was going to explode.

I needed her

I needed her right now

Her gaze drop to my lips and right there my body 

My body started moving automatically  swinging through the dance floor trying my best to not look desperate

Like a predator trying to catch their prey

But who was who?

She tricked you by the way her body folded and moved with the rhythm, the way her hair moved swiftly leaving her naked neck on display. The way that tiny dress hugged her body perfectly, torturing me  while going up and down her thigh revealing more of her bare delicious skin

She knew it was making e go feral b the way a small devilish smirk appeared on her face

Everyone was looking at her, everyone except the asshole that had her arm hooked around her waist

She saw me, I knew she did by the way she looked at me.

What does a pretty girl like you doing here

Ugh just having fun and you pretty boy?

Looking for my pretty girl

Good luck finding her 

I think i just did

She hold a grin on her face.

It was like an unspoken rule, she guided me to the floor forgetting about her guy and swinging her hips with the music, like a hypnotic dance, that was working in case you were wondering.

Her hands found its  way to my neck, gently tugging my  hair in  there making

Soo whats ya name ?

whatever you want to call me 

Ohhh she is perfect, god.

Our lips only a sigh away

Are we pretending we don't know each other? 

I don't know, depends if you are into role play

Then in that case i wanna be a french opera singer

I laughed, of course, she laughed back ,what a beautiful sound.

With a french name of course like Brigitte or Amelie

God y/n i cannot take you seriously

Damn you just ruined my character and my whole night

Sorry miss , how can I make it up to you?

Hmmm… we can roll in the darkness and maybe you can put your hand wrapped where my heart is.

Sounds tempting, but only for tonight?

Depends….

I shut her laugh with a gentle kiss, lips syncing at the same rhythm like they were following a perfect synchronized choreography. Her nails scratched the back of my neck as I introduced my tongue in her mouth, she knew I was in control and she loved it.

She pulled back slightly and i took this as an advance to attack her neck

God I missed you like crazy

Me too darling, dont worry im here now and ready for you, ready to make it up for being an asshole.

Ready for me? Wow what a gentleman

Always , I feel like we should go somewhere more private unless you don't mind giving a show to everyone

Hmmm I think I pass, but there's a small janitor room at the end of the hallway.

She gasped as her back hit the wall, lips attached and tongues fighting for dominance.

She controlled me, she always did.

My knees grew weak as she sucked my bottom lip, and a moan threatening my throat when she started to palm me though the clothes.

We knew our bodies better than anyone else.

Love if you keep doing that I may need to take you right here

There's nothing I would love more

Our clothes quickly discarded 

Room became filled with obscene sounds and heavy breaths

One hand holding her thigh to get a better angle, the other on my cock as i pushed gently into her

Fuck

Shit, i forgot how good it felt

Her hands pushed me back into a kiss , messy and passionate, one that would bruise our lips so hard the would turn purple for weeks. My movements became harder as she begged for it , crying into my mouth as I swallowed her moans.

I'm not going to last any longer darling

Fuck, me neither, feels so good

I moved her leg trying to stretch her more so I could hit that exact spot, and by the sounds she was making I knew I found it.

She was coming closer by seconds, her walls squeezing me as her orgasm hit her, mine following, painting her insides.

My thrust became sloppy as I rode her through her orgasm, sensitive sounds and pleads to make me stop.

Im sorry

I know

I missed ya a lot

I can see that

[theory-chicken]

Debut Trailer 1: Choose-Chosen

For some reason tumblr has an image limit on posts (?) so i will be linking all the images

I know it sucks and is annoying but i don't want to make multiple parts for all the different pictures i want to use

We were desperate in our desire to transform.

Into vampires?

Its shown in the children of Vamfield webtoon that they didn't know they were vampires when they were being raised in the orphanage but once they found out they wanted to use their powers and become more powerful

This could also mean they just want to succeed irl but whatever lmao

We believed that there lay dreams unknown.

Because every path is stained with tears.

We keep our fists fiercely clenched,

Nothing to say lol (*´ ˘ `*)

not knowing it to be a blessing or a curse,

AYY BLESSED-CURSED

That's all

lest we loose what we hold in our hands

They are afraid of loosing something?

This line + two previous say they are holding onto something because they are afraid to loose it

What? I honestly have no idea \_(._.)_/

Blood-red moonlight blazes

🤔

Why red? [Images]

Unquenchable thirst flares with fury.

*sighs*

*cracks knuckles*

The unquenchable thirst is obviously for blood bc ya know vAmPiReS

Assuming the "flares with fury" means they suddenly have bloodlust and not that it only comes up when there mad it follows children of Vamfield again [Images]

When jungwon (jakah) is accidentally cut they go vampire mode

The others look up to us in veneration

Veneration:noun; great respect; reverence. "the traditional veneration of saints"

🧐🤔

Who's looking up to them?

As far as we know there the only vampires that are "human like" if that's what you would call it

and we look upon them with envy.

The others look up to them, they envy the others

Who are the others?

Normal people?

Why do we desire what we cannot aquire?

Ohoo got a little rhyming going on there i see

Okay but so many questions

What do they desire?

WHO ARE THE OTHERS?

Why must we walk along an endless line?

Oh boy

Here comes all the walk the line and manifesto stuff

Many of their intros and outros talk about this "line" that they are forced to walk on

I always think of it as the social norms and them wanting to break out of it to create their own "line"

This most likely is relating to their irl thing where they want to connect with engenes and forge their own path

But im not sure what it has to do with lore?

It does show up later in the outro for day one and in manifesto but im not sure what its significance is

Maybe its a sign there switching worlds or something because im like 91.3% sure carnival takes place in some sort of a flipped world

Idk tho tell me your thoughts i guess

At dawn, the sun rises to menace and bless our fleshy selves.

Hmmmm...

Well we know they can be in the sun...

Or can they? [Images]

This still confuses me lmao because i was pretty sure they could go out in the sun?

Well i hope your ready for the actual video part of this because that was just the words part😀

(im not going crazy thinking about doing this for every song)

(definitely)

Throughout the whole thing there's words on the screen that have a hyphen connecting them

I think this is alluding to their later comebacks with hyphens ex: drunk-dazed, blessed-cursed, tamed-dashed

Some of them, like drunk-dazed, are synonyms or just go together well

Others, like blessed-cursed, dont

Trainee-Artist

Failure-Success

Im guessing this is just irl stuff

Given-Taken

Yey our first thing we know *applause*

Blood-Light

...

And it suddenly takes a dark turn

Us-The Others

Again, not a clue who the others are but we do know they are the opposites of eachother

Mortal-Immortal

🤔

If your wondering why this sounds familiar its bc they have a song called mortal on orange blood

Is this a hint to a new song?

Probably not

😔

These words also align with the words jake is saying btw.

There's a lot of shots of forest or just trees in general and i don't know if they were just going for effect but i think the only other time a forest appears in their mvs is in tamed-dashed bc they come out of it

Also the orphanage where they were raised was surrounded by a forest which might have been the one they come out of in tamed-dashed but idk

There's so much more going on now that we have the new webtoon😭 (everybody say thank you to hybe)

Anyways i have one more thing to say because it caught my eye

At 0:25-0:28 there's this shot of a hand and it looks so familiar but for the life of me i cannot figure out why😭

I have a hunch i remembered it from dark blood era but i watched the trailer and i couldn't find anything

If anyone else thinks it looks familiar PLEASE tell me where you think its from because i cant be the only one ;･_･)

This took an obnoxiously long time...

Likes, comments, and reblogs are much appreciated ⌯' ▾ '⌯

[angel---eater]

okay im posting a mile a minute and i might be hypomanic but im thinking about clones so hard right now. i got a lotta thoughts about non-typical romance stories that can or do lean into dark fiction and how we should interact with em and also how the concept of clones/clonemance can actually analogously translate into a completely different, healthy thing that happens in real life and how thats really incredibly cool actually.

i do NOT care about speculative/dark fiction in terms of taboos cause like, its fiction. its fake. i can x out of the tab or close the book if it pops up. sometimes i need to get outta dodge so i do that. obviously irl incest is liferuining and bad. i dont have to virtue signal about it bc im confident that i know the difference between reality and fiction. i hope no ones arguing against irl incest being bad but who fuckin knows its the internet unfortunately & i stay outta those spaces like they got the plague. have to for my sanity. but like

hear me out im not going where it sounds like im goin i promise. leave the fuckin ship discourse at the door and let me talk about art-audience interaction for a sec. clone romance is not like stories about incest at all. theyre different by several albiet very technical degrees. extremely brief spoilers for crimsion peak and the game SOMA and under the cut cause this got gd long and they just kinda got brought up

argument: dirkhal is adjacent to real life intersystem relationships and i wanna tell you why i think that in a roundabout way that hopefully makes sense

peeling back a lil first. let me lift the curtain to stare at it and think about why its blue. like blue specifically and not idk, green or purple

dark fiction (like incest plotlines) is labled as such bc its supposed to disturb you but in a safe contained way that you can back out of. the curtain has been made blue to specifically envoke feelings we feel when we think about the colour blue, like make you feel sad or think of the sky. ya feel? its there to do a job. if youre in a good head space it can be cool and interesting to dig into like, gothic horror romance, a genre that famously features incest as a plot twist. this type of art is supposed to at least be mildly disturbing if you havent built up a tolerance to said horror, or are just not easily scared in general. the horror of the reality of incest is embedded into gothic horror historically. its what made it popular arguably. del toro's crimsion peak is a perfect modern example. the '''romance''' IS whats scary in this genre. i think its an interesting inverse of the typical non-horror romance genre. the shit with daenerys and viserys targaryen wouldnt have been NEARLY as nervewracking if they hadnt also been siblings while viserys imposed himself onto her. that was the thing that added to the fear for dany in those episodes, at least thats how it was for me. its what compounded her situation from something already frightening into something desperate. its whats disturbing about cersei and jaime and what makes joffreys entire existance truly sick and twisted underneath all of his already sick and twisted violence

hear me out hear me out. its like enjoying the saw movies bc of the gore and torture but a little to the left. you know obviously (at least i hope you would know) that putting someone in a saw trap in real life is wrong but because its all fake and the story and characters are engaging and dramatic, your brain, if youre inclined to this type of stuff, will go oooo thats cool, cool special effect that scared me haha im gonna watch the next one. and you will probably watch the next one because you know its fake and not real and that no one is actually being hurt. so morally you are always fine because you are enjoying watching fake blood get splattered around. youre enjoying the simulation of fear for this fictional character being tormented by her weirdo brother. you dont like what the lannester twins are doing but you might have still cried at lena headeys performance when joffrey finally beefed it bc shes still acting out a mother losing her kid. youre not a bad person for that

its like, if you look at the painting 'saturn devouring his son' by goya what do you feel? odds are youre gonna be feeling at least a little disturbed, which is the art doing what its supposed to. some of yall might enjoy it because its scaring you a lil and some of yall might not because of the same thing. incest in fiction is like that to me. its like being on a rollercoaster. your safe but its fake-scary even if youre enjoying the shit outta yourself. thats why fictional incest is still scary. its a scary thing that does very much happen irl and even when its obviously fake and fictional it can still scare you. thats why its such a common squick (triggers notwithstanding, those are not squicks and are in the realm of actually taking care of yourself to prevent flashbacks. its on you to do that for yourself not anyone else. i had to learn that the long and hard way. dont take that sentence out of context dear god)

BUT moving on to like, the actual reason why im writing all this shit

clone and specifically clone romance is something i wanna see more of sooo bad bc its not like gothic horror type incest romance AT ALL. its so far removed from reality. it literally cant happen the way were think about it in fiction. its entirely safe to speculate about forever

like

what does it mean to be a clone. existentially. especially if your genetic source or your other clone is not around (dead, forcefully separated bc Plot, etc) or way the fuck in your business (put you in his own computer and then ishades. never shuts you off or puts you out of his site. keeps you in his literal face. lives in a tiny apartment in the middle of the sea)

like the scifi of it all. the last couple minutes of 2001 a space odyessy type horror of it all. the tragedy the ego death the desperation to just be able to be your own person. and what does it even MEAN to be your own person if youre a clone anyway? especially if youre all up in each others business all the time because you have no where else to go?

dirkhal is perfect for this in particular bc the clone in question starts out as strings of code. STRINGS OF CODE. like holy fuck. hes completely intangeble. and he did that to himself. he thought itd be a cool idea because he thought hed be doing it to Some Other Guy. but the other guy was himself. idk if anyone reading this has played or watched someone else play SOMA but the horror of that is. fucking wow. it fucks me up

again similar to incest irl transhumanism is a major NOPE for me like get away from me w/ that shit. i like my organic body thanks. i think my body is wonderful with all its squishy warm bits that go gloop and splorp without any brain chips or head transplants onto mecha bodies

BUT…..

its very fun to explore in fiction. and again hal is perfect for this. and it just adds to the overall weirdness of dirk and hals situation

he (dirk) accidentally separated (ascended???) his own damn self away from his humanity (dirk2.0 -> AR -> hal). turns out he doesnt like it. big surprise there. and then he spends all of his screentime trying to claw his way back into his humanity at the cost of the person arguably closest to him

who is also. drum roll. himself. dirk1.0. like GODDAMN THATS GOOD

and it is very different from twincest type stories bc depending on how the characters were cloned their brains are exactly the same. it cant possibly be like incest because clones the way were thinking of them are impossible. its just not possible to clone your exact self physically with everything inside your brain metaphysically (memories, tastes, prefrences, personality, language both verbal and subconciously expressed through the body) intact

and again depending on how the clones are written they (like dirk and hal) could very easily have the same memories and personalities!! i cant think of any other real world instance of anything to draw a connection to except intersystem relationships. two people sharing a brain and body but who are very much different people from each other. your mileage may vary on how different two alters are to each other at any given point. OSDDID is so varied because every single body's physical brain is mapped differently, even in twins. its how you can have identical twins but have their personalities and preferences be radically different from each other. but that doesnt necessarily happen within a system. especially in polyfragmented or OSDD systems. because theyre not twins or siblings or anything other than system members who share a brain

two people in a system will have the same brain and same or similar memories from the same shared life in the same body but them being romantically involved will absolutely the fuck not be incest by ANY stretch of the word. trust me i am an expert on this. if you believe it is then idk what to tell you. i dont really want you around us if you think this. my system has several internal relationships that have been a thing for a very very long time. we have an intersystem couple who originated sometime in our childhood by literal cloning of the same alter within the brainspace and they have been entangled with eachother emotionally ever since, for better or worse, and started officially dating very recently. they are inherently very different people, but they came from the exact same root and that still shows through sometimes. they are by this specific definition of the word the closest thing we have to real life clones. sorry to get personal but its fuckin incredible and kinda the only concrete example i have

so in my humble opinion clone romance is much MUCH more adjacent to irl intersystem relationships, if we want to draw a connection between fiction and real life. which i dont typically like doing ever but i actually got skin in this game and i want to see intersystem relationships talked about way more openly. it can be part of life if youre plural and its fun as hell to translate aspects of it into fiction. like clone romance and dirkhal and homestuck in general

there is so many aspects of plurality i can see in homestuck. almost every character has some type of clone at some point (temporal, brain ghosts, robots, splinters). beta rose inherents the memories of davesprite's doomed rose. alpha kids in general are paradoxical clones of themselves. they literally only come from themselves genetically. dirk himself is the POSTERBOY for plurality, ESPECIALLY Ult Dirk. im not saying theres any intentional plural coding going on, but its really fuckin cool to look at these patterns and find something familiar. dirkhal are a plural couple to me

[franksintrayaoi]

Gizmo opened the bar door and heads quickly turned to face the man. Not because they knew him but because he was so tall,he towered over everyone in that building and he knew damn well he did. The bar was old,the floors creaked and it smelled of pure vodka and vodka based throw up. Gizmo trembled,not something you'd see usually for a man of his size but that never stopped him.

- Can I get a uhm whiskey sour? His voice was deep yet sounded so gentle and kind.

-we don't got those sissy drinks here,you take what's in the bottle that's it

A tall lanky woman with her sides shaved put her hands on gizmos shoulders. Her voice was husky and she played with his hair,he was blushing the whole time. The whole mojave knew gizmo wasn't to be messed with but he wouldn't lay a finger on people who didn't deserve it,hence why she wasn't scared.

In her husky voice she said

-hey big guy..why don't we have ourselves a drinking contest?both end in a reward

He blushed even harder. He was a total lightweight and wouldn't be able to handle all of that.

-uhm yeah sure....what alcohol are we doing?

-Spirytus.

That alcohol is 98% alcohol. Strongest you can still find in the mojave.

-oh man...I can certainly try. No guarantees.

-remember even if you loose you still get a reward.

The bartender laid out 5 shot glasses of the pure lava like alcohol. It burnt just to smell the goddamn thing.

Ready. Set. GO!

Gizmo ended up downing every single shot glass. But that wasn't the point of the contest,it was to see who would stay sober the longest and by now Gizmo was completely hammered. And so was the woman.

-whatzz a big guy liek you doing here eeheheh..

-whats your namee..

-Kc!!!!!

Her husky voice completely replaced by a slurred happy-go-lucky chant.

-shhhshsh....lemme walk you upstairs...

She attempted to walk him up the stairs but both of them fell. And kc landed on top of him.

-oooh enjoying the view there?

Gizmos face was completely covered by something he couldn't tell. And then it hit him...them were some tiddies in his face. He laughed so hard he started to cry. He didn't know if his laughing was cause it was funny or because he had never had boobs in his face before.

-why don't we take this outside..?seeing as both of us can't climb stairs.

They practically fell out of the door and shredded their clothes off. Gizmo looked absolutely handsome, his long locs were tied into a bun and he had a lovely body,he was muscular yet still chubby,you could tell he was livingthe high life.

And kc was equally as handsome,she didn't have much in the way of a chest but Gizmo loved how it complimented his body. She was so small compared to him,but compared to others she was also a giant.

-so big man are you gonna feel anything?

-im a..yknow...

-oh trust me I can tell.

-really..?

-oh honey you're shaking like a freeside junkie of course I can tell ya dont have any experience.

Kc pulled out a little tube of lube and spread it generously on her hands. Gizmo was clearly exited about this whole experience, his everything was hard and he was still shaking.

-now just relax big man..I don't bit..or maybe I do. Ya caught me when I'm drunk so I may.

She teased him quite a bit with her fingers, only touching him occasionally. To be frank she wanted him to beg for this and it looked like she was about to get what she wanted.

-please speed it up...I'm being tortured

-i did say you'd be getting punished for loosing didn't I?This is my reward big guy.

She gripped his erection and gave it a few tugs before trying to out the thing in her mouth. It was way too big for any of that. She steadied herself onto of him and grinded herself on his cock.

-i bet you like that dontcha you dirty boy?do you want more?

-please..KC I'm so desperate for this,please use me

Kc hovered herself above his cock and slowly put herself on top of it. It hurt but she liked that kinda stuff

-jesus fucking christ youre huge..I feel like this is a pole.

And then she got a idea,she's not exactly the only one with a hole and she was supposed to be taking dominance in this. She told him to get on his hands and knees and he listened.

-ooooh such a good boy aren't you?no more of this teasing,I wanna be inside your guts.

Gizmo whimpered and covered his face between his arms. Kc spread him apart and inserted a single finger.

-hnm I don't think this will be good enough for you big guy?you're aching for something bigger.

As she walked away she slapped his ass and went for her room to get her collection of toys.

-So Gizmo,pick your poison.

She held out a few toys and Gizmo pulled out the largest one she had.

-oh my you're such a dirty boy?she squirted a few pumps of lube on it and pressed it against his ass

-holy fuck..please put it in already Kc

Kc bit his neck and shoved it into him. He came immediately and Kc laughed about it.

-im gonna have to punish you for that Gizmo...

She pulled out the toy and only rubbed it against him. Gizmo groaned and shoved himself onto the toy.

-Oooh I see someone's taking control.....

She bit Gizmos neck and slowly pushed it in and out of him. His cock was dripping with precum and semen from when he had came before. He rolled over on his back and pulled kc on top of him with her ass hovering on his face

-woah there little big mak you're getting assertive aren't ya?she sat right on his face. She wasn't done being dominant yet.

IM SORRY.

[nightcorecommentarchives]

NightcoreReality

Nightcore - Wonderland

A: Anyone else feel like making a story based on the picture and song?

B: Now that you mention it.....yeah I do

C: One step ahead of ya bro~ writes fan fiction on wattpad ah aha~

D: Steam-punk alice in wonderland maybe?

A: I was thinking, maybe a futuristic love story where fairy tales are outdated and not even children are fooled by them. But, a girl starts to doubt it when she finds herself in a relationship that seems like a fairy tale. Doesn't have much to do with Alice in Wonderland, but it seems to fit the lyrics to me.

E: @A i would watch it.

F: @E that... Sounds pretty cool. And your grammar was pretty good, just need to put commas here and there. :)

E: or something like:

a dystopian society where the governement tries to control everyone by creating illusional "fairy tale" character thru media. In this a girl begins to start questioning the way the people are made mediafocussed when she becomes involved in a war between humans and alien, who dress like fairy tale characters. and because of this, it becomes clear that the governement is lead by aliens who make use of humans by pretending they have a good life because of the fairy tale stuff and so on. and then they start to fight. with action. and explosions. and a protagonist who starts as a little weak character who becomes a lead person in the human resistance force. Does this sound good?

And sry if i did big grammar mistakes. It's late as fuck here and it is not my native language. Gomen! ;_;

E: @F tyu :3

A: @F Much better than anything that I could come up with! :)

E: k, i will start writing... x3 <3

G: Am i the only one that thought jadas idea was way more refined? Like guys I dont wanna hate on Mirror but his story idea seems like a generic dystopian. Jadas idea would be great. As the story progresses she could use the past stories to help her get through trials as most fairy tales have some moral to take away from.

H: Anyone here heard of alice is dead? Here's the link to the game: www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/511552

I: @H HOW DO I WIN?! I HAVE NO IDEA

J: my story for this might be a bit too crazy but here is what i am thinking oh and i cant spell well so good luck in reading my idea

The girl is actualy an artuficial intelligence seand through a teleport to see if it works but the teleport malfunctions and instead of sending her to where she was ment to be sends her in a dimension much like ours but in it our fairy tails are real and she also gets free will letting her be more then just a machine.

for now this is what i came up with you tell if its good or not

NCA note: @K’s comment is lost.

A: @K

Wow! This actually was really good! I may just be biased, but I can't really find anything to criticize. The rationality pill was actually a good excuse, considering I couldn't come up with a better one. I actually almost laughed when she asks who Fairy Tales was! Overall, it was very good for a whole short story made from a vague concept! I'd definitely want to read a whole book based on it.

A: I'm so happy this escalated to almost being a real thing! Inspiring whole short stories with only a simple starting concept... this is too much power for one girl.

L: What about chapter storys?

M: @A My idea is this, sorry if it's sucky guys: In a world not so fond of fairytales, metaphors, and things along that line, a girl still enjoys reading all the greek mythology and fictional stories. But this girl suffers a severe disorder that causes her to see things nobody else sees. One late afternoon, cozyied up in her broken down house, something catches her attention. She's not the only one seeing the world differently. Desperate and curios to spread her new finding, she starts a blog on what she's experienced with this... disorder. The government (corperation thing, ect) sees what she's doing. Captured mid afternoon of a humid saterday, The president of the united states is controling the world to make them see it differently, or what we call regualarly. But this different world, this facinating world that this girl sees is the real world. Scared, fearful, and desperate to tell the community, she tries to escape the hellhole of the place. Seeking a way out, she is pulled farther and farther into her disorder, which happened not to be a disorder. The disorder fully kicks in. In a world of upside down houses and a large variety of talking objects, she tries to find her way out of the imagenary world. When a portal is found, she finds the connection of the real world and fake. Being the creative girl she was, she made a device that made her able to switch from the real world and the fake world. Jumping portals with a portal backpack and devieces over her body, she finds love that seems much like the ones out of the book. Trying to convince people they were living in a fake world while wearing something that made her look like a nerd going to comicon, but she finds people who belive her. One of them catches her eye. Her fairytale boy. Her beast. Her prince charming. Her new life of making people belive the truth of the world also brings her closer to her new group of friends, and that one boy (or girl, I don't judge, lol). Her belivers expand and expand. Her fight against the whole united states and the president himself will be hard, but only the greatest heroes can stop this brainwashing crisis all together. An action packed adventure full of magic and action, love and angst, and a thrilling plot that will leave you drooling for more. There we go, my idea

E: @M i fucking love it already. Its like a mix out of Matrix and spirited away. would definitely watch it! <3

M: @E dude, maybe Me, you, and @A should like mix all of are plots together and make this an actual book or movie, I have lots of experience in writing!

E: @M well...i...have none... :-( Thats why this text sounded so nice in my head!

A: I'm okay at writing, I don't claim to be an expert, but I can pump out an improvised 2,000+ chapter of something in a few hours. But, your ideas fantastic, and the most detailed I've seen so far! I really want to be a part of it!

E: @A  Thank you for this compliment man! Maybe i could write too, but my english is way too bad to write something that can create emotions while reading as much as e.g. Dosish's one... Lets just all write in german and its k. x)

A: I'm warning everyone now, my writing(especially when I was younger) tends to be filled with purple prose. It's at it's worst during emotional scenes.

N: @A what do u mean purple prose?

M: @A dude, with all of are skills together, this could really make a good book!

A: @N It's when someone goes overboard on descriptions of something. Using unnecessarily long and fancy words to describe something that should only take one sentence to explain.

For example: It was a dark and stormy night.

Purple Prose version: The moon was nowhere in sight, it's vivid light hidden behind thick, gigantic, charcoal clouds. The stars themselves were invisible, leaving the night sky a particularly dark shade of obsidian. A burst of electricity dashed through the sky, leaving a flash of pure, bright white light in it's wake. Transparent drops of water rained down from the obscuring storm clouds. Falling upon whoever was unfortunate enough to be under it.

(Sorry if I made your brain hurt with that eye sore. XD)

M: @A Oh, and I started a graphic organizer, tell me when you want to see it

A: I’ll love to see it!

N: and the Purple Prose is nice idk why anyone would consider it bad

@A dude I say you 3 write the story, @M does the graphics and ill edit. it could be a summer project lol

A: Quick update on the story: I'm brainstorming about it, and thinking back at  @K's version, I like the idea of her being in a relationship with another girl. Although, the song implies that she's talking to a boy. I don't want to make it a big deal, so there won't be a subplot like, everyone's against their same sex love. It's the future after all. I also might consider the idea of everyone being under "rationality pills" which would explain why fairy tales are now non-sense to them. Any suggestions? I want everyone to get in on this!

A: @N

Late reply, but Purple prose isn't bad in moderation. It just takes too long to get to the point, and new readers won't have the patience to sit through it. But, that's a great idea!

K: The wonderful part of the story is how open the world is, if you want to totally lift the world and themes go nuts. You can even use the chars, though having the Alice I created go through the same thing twice is kinda weird. And no one is "Against " same sex, it just doesn't benefit people since love is non-existent. Therefor Ration blocks feeling like that out.

O: I'd seriously love to read this story when its done

M: Well I mean, I have lots of freetime on my hands, maybe I can write the base or the first chapter and people edit it.

N: @M sounds good, books by many authors are normally good

M: (Link to chapter 1)

NCA note: The above comment has been lost. Despite this I still have the Google Doc saved in my “shared with me”. Here’s a link to my copy of it: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1sCmU3OLcdyLttvh90apoL2HzU2MesxWFBJK7D3Bg43w/edit?usp=sharing.

P: @M impressive…

Q: fyi, just search Electric Lolita City on google The picture is by John Hathaway

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