#or how far they can get without being overly creepy on how much they love this one person

[marleyybluu]

Mona Lisa

Summary: Mona comes home with some news from work, and Rio hatches a plan for revenge.

Warnings: Sexual assault/harrassment, mentions of blood, bit of violence, gross men, swearing, a bit of fluff at the end and angst(?)

Word count: 3.4k

I will start off by saying this is pretty much based off of the song 'Mona Lisa' by Lil Wayne & Kendrick Lamar. It's the same concept only instead of setting up and robbing men for money, they're doing it in the name of justice.

I'll tell you now that this contains mentions of sexual assault/harassment. so if you feel the need to skip this one, I won't mind.

"Well if it isn't Miss Mona Lisa." A cocky and irritating voice came from behind her. She rolled her eyes trying to ignore her disrespectful and disgusting co-worker. Mona worked at a popular restaurant around town, it was almost always packed and her pay was pretty cool. Truth be told she didn't have to work, the money her man brought in was enough but she was getting bored at home and decided to look for a job, she'd been working for six months and she oddly enjoyed it.

The environment was nice, her manager wasn't an asshole in fact that the two were pretty close, and her co-workers were also lovely, well except for Alex. Alex was your average asshole who didn't have much of a filter and didn't have a respectful bone in his body and for some reason, he was still working there. From the first day, Mona found that Alex took a rather weird liking to her, would eye her every second he got and she didn't like it but she bit her tongue about it.

And then he started to get closer to her, she noticed he'd be on the same shift as her and it was becoming borderline creepy to her. She didn't like it. Didn't like him. But again, she bit her tongue.

It wasn't until the grotesque comments that he spat at her that she decided to handle him herself. From calling her a "sexy lady" to making comments about her body and how he'd like a hit at her, sometimes it'd get more explicit and she couldn't take it anymore. One day she yelled at him in the kitchen of the establishment, she threw a drink in his face and yet all that did not yield the comments.

Until one day he took it too far. Mona came back with empty plates in her hand dropping them off by the sink for him to wash, she was a bit relieved he wasn't back there but when she turned around to leave he was right behind her. "Move." Her nostrils flared in instant anger, her nose being hit with cigarettes and a bit of booze. "You miss me? That's why you back here?"

"Fuck off." She pushed him but it wasn't enough, she was smushed between the sink and his overly large body. Her heart was racing, she was uncomfortable, she wanted to cry. Suddenly, she felt his hands run down from the bottom of her breasts to the hem of her pants, attempting to tug them down. "Alex! Stop! Get off me!"

"Why would I do that when I can get you off?"

She grabbed a dirty plate and smashed it over his head. He hissed covering the cut that had formed. "Fuck! YOU FUCKING BITCH!"

Mona hustled out of there, removed her apron and threw it on the floor. She grabbed her purse and left without saying a word to anyone. On her way home she was a wreck, she felt gross and oddly sticky, she wanted to wash the day off with bleach because regular soap couldn't make her feel any cleaner. She tried her best to hold in her tears but she couldn't help it, she didn't want to hold them anymore, they were emotions that had been building up for a long time. She drove in silence the rest of the way until she was finally in her driveway.

Unbeknownst to her, her boyfriend Rio was home early for once and decided to surprise her with a home-cooked meal. Usually, she would get home before him because of his work, he was more of an on-call business manager we'll say, but tonight's pick-ups and drop-offs went with no extra problems for once so he hustled himself home in order to greet his woman. He smiled upon hearing her car pull up but quickly frowned when he heard the door slam. Her keys jingled and the door unlocked but was followed by another slam.

"Damn ma, you got a thing against doors?" He asked chuckling. Mona's ears were so hot she didn't hear him, she took off her shoes and dumped her purse in front of the door. Rio was confused to say the least, she was usually running into his arms, he pouted and decided to follow her upstairs. "Baby, you okay?"

No answer. Their bedroom door was closed, he went to turn the knob but she had locked him out. "Mona, what's going on?" He was becoming worried. Did he do something? Did something happen to her? He opened his mouth to ask again but he heard the water running and decided to give her some space until she came out.

Rio sat on the couch downstairs, a good hour had passed since Mona got out of the shower and she still wasn't showing face. He'd already eaten after waiting for her and placed her food in the microwave to heat up a bit before he placed it on a tray and carried it back upstairs. He balanced the tray on one hand and knocked on the door with the other. "MoMo, I love you, but I will break this door down. You gotta eat somethin'."

Mona sighed and rolled out of bed, she did feel bad for icing him out and all she wanted was for him to hold her. She opened the door being greeted by the cutest grin on his face, it did make her smile a bit. Her eyes dropped down to the food, she wasn't really hungry but took the tray anyway leading him over to the bed, she sat on her side and placed the food on her nightstand. Rio's eyebrows knit together. "You okay?"

She didn't know if to tell him or not, it was still fresh it only happened a couple of hours ago and even though she knew he'd take her side immediately there was that weird doubt in her mind that he wouldn't. He plopped beside her a little hesitant to hold her, if she was upset and didn't want to be touched he understood but the look she gave him said otherwise. Mona nuzzled her head into his chest and closed her eyes, no words had been said yet she was gathering how to explain it to him without him going off like a bomb. His fingers lightly scratched her back and she hummed relaxing under his touch.

"I love you." She finally spoke. "I love you too, baby. You gonna tell me what happened?" He lightly poked. Mona pulled back so that she could look at him, those adoring eyes of his that she was starting to drown in-- there was so much love in the looks he gave her, he was so understanding, so vocal about his problems to her which he let her know that he'd never done with anyone else. Maybe she shouldn't keep this from him.

"There's this guy at work," He didn't like how the sentence started but he kept his cool. "And since I started working there he's been, um, he's been a bit weird to me."

Rio's nostrils flared. "Okay."

She continued. "He's been flirting with me, I guess, and I've told him I don't like it or that I have a man and he wouldn't stop. Tonight I went to the kitchen and I dropped off some plates..." Mona closed her eyes, her lip began to tremble. A soothing touch on her face from Rio allowed her to resume. "He touched me, he ran his hand down my body and pulled on my pants and I hated it. It was disgusting, I felt so fucking weird. I fucking hated it." She cried.

Rio was hot, he was infuriated with this news, he had half a mind to go down there right now and light that bitch up but he knew his girl needed him right now. "I hit him in the head with a plate and I just ran out of there... I think I'm just gonna quit."

He knew how much she liked her job, she was good at it she was always such a people person and he loved hearing her stories from work so he didn't want her to give up her job. She wasn't gonna have the option of leaving and he was going to make sure of it.

----

It'd been three days since the incident and Mona hadn't been back to work, she texted her manager a lie about how her mother was sick and that she was taking care of her. Lisa hated being cooped up in the house so she would go for walks, organize the pantry, and do an excessive amount of laundry all to keep her mind from wandering off to that night. Rio had told her he'd handle it and knowing what he did for work she was kind of scared about how this would turn out. He didn't tell her his plan but it was probably for the best.

She was in the kitchen making herself a sandwich when the front door opened, it was the middle of the day so she was shocked to see Rio enter the kitchen in search of her. "Remind me what that guy's name is again."

"Who? Alex?"

He nodded and laid out his palm, she was lost. "Phone." She didn't hesitate to hand it to him. "What are you doing?"

He typed away on her screen. "Christopher, if you don't tell me what's going on."

"How bad you wanna get this guy back?"

"Real bad," There was that sneaky, mischievous smirk on his face. "I have an idea, but I want you to help me."

"Rio, I am not killing anyone-"

"You're not."

His chin tilted up. "I just wanna teach him a lesson."

The entirety of his plan was to text Alex from Mona's phone acting as though he was her, pulling out his best flirting skills to lure him out for a date tonight. He would sit at the bar and watch them as Mona tried her best to fake the funk and if anything went awry on their fake date then he'd step in but if not then he'd follow them to his house where everything would go down.

The explanation played in her head like a broken record throughout the day, as she got ready and even when she was in the car on her way to meet Alex. She gave Rio a kiss before exiting the Cadillac and entering the venue, she was greeted by the hostess and shown to her table, she made sure she got there before he did and not too long after she entered her man was on his way to the bar sitting at an angle that he could watch them from. Her palms felt sweaty, her heart was racing and her legs felt like jello. Her eyes wandered around until they landed on the front door again, they rolled when she saw Alex making his way toward her.

Put on a brave face.

She fake smiled and got up to hug him making a mental note to burn her outfit later. As he sat she looked over his shoulder to see Rio wink at her which made her giggle. "What?" Alex asked. "Nothing," She quickly answered. "Just a bit nervous, I'm finally... on a date.. with you." She wanted to puke.

The evening ran rather slow in her opinion, she laughed at his corny and vile jokes, the stupid stories he had-- at least the food was good. She kept glancing up at Rio waiting for his signal to end the date, even from the distance that they were at she could see the pure anger and almost hatred he had in his eyes. Mona felt like she was sitting across from a wild animal, he smacked and snorted and barely breathed when he ate. A grown man with no table manners, no manners in general.

She only had to endure it for a minute longer before a waiter came up to the table with a bloody Mary, her favourite drink. Informing her that the gentleman at the bar sent it over, Rio raised his glass with a shit-eating grin spread across his face. She laughed raising her glass to him. It was go time.

"Guy can't take a hint, you're on a date," Alex whined, she watched as Rio headed out the door and quickly turned back to the man in front of her. He was about to get what he deserved.

"I know right," She leaned forward showing off her cleavage. "But he's not the one I'm going home with tonight right."

He smirked. "You're right, speaking of, let me get the check and we'll get out of here. I'm trynna peel that dress off you like a fucking banana."

Ew.

"I can't wait, I'm ready for you to have me..." She leaned in caressing his chin, she was selling it, "however you want."

Alex eagerly paid, which was a shock to her she thought he'd make her pay half, and the two left.

Outside in the parking lot Rio and his right-hand man, Mick, sat in the Cadillac watching them get inside Alex's little Honda Civic and as soon as he pulled out of his parking spot they were out of there too. Mona kept taking glances in the side mirror to make sure her boyfriend was still following them, he noticed he was one car behind them so it didn't look too suspicious, an evil smile played knowing exactly what was about to happen.

They finally got to the house and Rio parked his Cadillac across the street watching them head inside. Mona went in after him and left the door unlocked just like they planned, she didn't bother taking off her shoes and the man didn't seem to mind anyway as he led her further inside his home. "Want something to drink? Promise I won't spike it." He laughed. Tasteless ass joke. "Uh, yeah sure."

She headed inside his living room, a shadow passed by the window at the same time that Alex came with two glasses in his hand. She winked taking her drink and placing it in her lap. "So what made you want to go out all of a sudden? Especially after the other night."

A shuffle could be heard around the corner and it definitely caught his attention but she placed her hand on his leg bringing him back to her. "I like the little cat and mouse game we have, it's fun, I like to be chased."

He took a sip. "Well I'm glad you came around, cause I'm not gonna pass on that ass." "

A genuinely, hardy laugh came from the hall near the front door, footsteps trailed down into the living room. "There's no way you thought that was clever." He continued to laugh. "Yo, who the fuck- you're that guy from the bar. The fuck are you doing in my house!?"

He attempted to get up but Mickey was quick to pistol whip him, he cried out holding his nose as blood trickled out of his nostrils. "Word on the street is, you like to disrespect women. You got a mom right? I assume she taught you better than that shit, so why do you think it's okay to make derogatory comments at girls? My girl in particular."

Alex quickly shook his head. "I-I don't know what you're talking about man."

"Oh but I think you do."

He reached out his hand for Mona and she gladly took it, she faced Alex and the utter fear in his eyes was a delicious reward for her. "My wife tells me you been bothering her at work, and you puttin' your hands on her?" Alex denied the allegations which only made Rio even angrier. "You think imma believe you over her?"

"Come on bro," He began to plea. "I'm not your fucking bro."

"L-Look I don't know what she'd been telling you but you got the wrong one man, please."

Mona was fuming, he was really trying to weasel his way out of this. He was the one who made her feel uncomfortable in an environment that felt like a second home to her, he was the one who made her skin crawl, he was the one who made her want to scrape off the parts that he touched and he thinks he's getting out of this?

"Oh nah, I'm pretty sure I got the right one. Now," Rio took his hand out of his pocket holding a nine millimetre with his finger steady on the trigger, he walked over to Alex who was a shaking and almost weeping mess. He sat on the coffee table and pressed the gun to his kneecap. "I wanna hear, loud and fucking clear, an apology for how you been acting to my girl."

She stood with her arms crossed over her chest. "I'm not-" POW!

"FUCK! AHHH FUCK! FUUUUCK!!" Alex bawled hunched over and holding his blood soaked knee. "That's not what I was lookin' for man. You wanna try again?"

He looked up at Mona who had a proud look on her face, he looked over at Rio who was waiting for the words to come out of his mouth. "Mona, fuck! Mona I'm fucking sorry! I'm so fucking sorry, please!"

She finally spoke. "What are you sorry for Alex?"

This time he didn't hesitate to co-operate. "I'm sorry for coming onto you! I'm sorry for what I said and what I did! Shit! I'm sorry for it all!" Rio turned around. "You okay with that?"

A small scenario played out in her head and she wanted to see how it would work out in real life, she opened her palm asking him for the gun, he didn't think twice before giving it to her. She held the heavy object with her head held high, she bent over and pressed it to his crotch, looked him deep in his eyes and said:

"You're gonna call in tomorrow and quit, if I see you at my fucking job this won't be the last time you see my boys. The next time you even THINK, about being the vile and disgusting creature that you are, there won't be a hole in your knee and I'll make sure of it."

A sense of power came over her, a high that she was enjoying to its fullest. Rio was proud and it showed, she got the last word and the last laugh. She handed him back his gun and he pocketed it. "Ready to go?" She eagerly nodded and the three headed out the door leaving the young man alone in his fear and disappointment.

Mona was happy. She was happy that she didn't have to quit her job, that the scum of the earth got what he deserved but mostly happy that she had a man she could rely on to handle anything she was going through no matter how big or small. And she hoped that that man wouldn't bother another woman like that in his life.

They finally got home after dropping Mick off, the couple sat on the couch intertwined with each other. Rio planted a surprising kiss on his girl's head. "You okay?"

"Mhm."

"You goin back to work tomorrow?" He could feel her smile against his skin, Mona moved her original position and sat on his lap. "I am."

"You happy?"

She bit her lip and nodded. "Thank you." He shook his head. "You don't need to thank me, mamas. I'd do anything for you, you know that."

"I do. But thanks anyway." 

His hands snaked up her sides. "How'd it feel?" 

Mona almost moaned at the question. "It was... something else. I mean I have never felt so powerful, or brave in my entire fucking life. Can I have a gun?" Rio let out a bellyful laugh tossing his head back, it wasn't the question that got him it was the excitement and the almost child-like way that she asked. She pouted and hit his chest. "I'm serious Christopher." 

"I know baby, I know. Look, I'll take you to a little gun range and we'll get you started that way yeah? Once you're comfortable with your skills, then I'll get you a lil' somethin'." 

She thought about it, it was fair enough. "Okay," She leaned down resting her head on his shoulder, he wrapped his arms around her and sighed. 

"Can I get a pink one?" 

Rio snorted. "Sure baby." 

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[yanderes-galore]

Oh! Post Covid Stan March romantic concept, please?

Sure! I'm hoping to not mess this up like I did Kenny's concepts but here you go :) Sorry this took months! A lot of his Post Covid behavior was actually touched upon in his original concept but I tried to see what I could add.

Yandere Stan Marsh Concept

Yandere! Post Covid! Stan Marsh Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Failing relationship, Alcoholism, Obsession, Clingy behavior, Manipulation, Dubious relationship turned forced, Stalking mention, Kidnapping, Mental health issues, Anger issues, Isolation, Dark themes, Angst maybe, Delusional behavior, Stan is not okay.

Let's get this part out of the way before I forget;

Stan is normally an Obsessive, Clingy, Manipulative, Caring, Sympathetic, Delusional, and sometimes violent.

Stan when he was younger was a bad and desperate yandere... I feel now he just gets worse now.

He's over Wendy by now and already has a relationship with you in this concept... but it quickly begins to deteriorate.

Things start nice, Stan's very dedicated and obsessive about you.

He's a romantic, taking you out on dates and honestly just being all about you.

Before he dated you he displayed some... creepy behavior like following you around-

But he managed to hide it and now he doesn't have to since he's already secured you as his!

He loves you a lot.

He slowly manages to give physical affection throughout your relationship and honestly starts out fine.

He hugs you, plans dates, and is head over heels for you.

Stan, no matter how he acts, is always overly attached to his partners.

So even when things start to go downhill between you... he can't seem to let you go.

Even when you'd benefit from a break up or divorce, depending on how far things got, Stan doesn't wish to get rid of his love for you.

With Post Covid! Stan he is much more reliant on alcohol than be was when he was younger.

Which is probably a reason he becomes a worse yandere.

Stan most likely knows he has problems, his Post Covid self has problems we can't just ignore that.

While he normally would give you your space and put you first, I feel he would throw that out the window and he selfish by this point.

Stan is sort of aware he may be hurting you, but he ignores it for his own desires.

You quickly get tired of him.

He's overly affectionate, often draping himself over you and asking for you to pay attention to him without allowing you time to recharge.

He quickly becomes high maintenance as he gets older, which may make you leave him in this concept.

Post Covid! Stan is easy to break.

He's a dependant yandere and quickly realizes he can't function without you.

The moment a relationship between you sours due to him no longer being considerate of you, he loses you.

He slowly begins to lose himself, too.

Stan simply can't live without you and he learns that when his Post Covid behavior drives you away.

Post Covid! Stan can be considered a pathetic yandere.

Losing you drives him into more alcohol until he can't take it anymore.

He's violent towards others, his delusional behavior often kicking in as he assumes those he's mad it caused him leaving you somehow.

He gets volatile and often attacks others if they try to tell him he caused you to leave him.

He really did cause you to leave him but he hates the truth.

He's just like his father... he hates it.

Honestly there's no doubt he'd find your house somehow then beg you to take him back.

This version of Stan is pathetic...

He begs and begs for you to take him back, promising he'll go back to how he used to be at the start.

He stinks of alcohol and you refuse him countless times.

Until Stan loses it and kidnaps you....

This version of Stan is not above forcing you to love him again.

He'd do anything just to feel your warmth again.

He tries to do the dates again, he tries to do the dinners, he tries to give you space.

The whole time he's chained your leg to his bed...

But he keeps trying to make it the same as before.

Except... it won't be the same as before.

You won't love him.

You'll fear him... because he messed up.

There's no fixing his decisions, there's no warmth to give anymore.

He can beg and cry all he wants...

But the relationship was over when you left and he hit that first bottle...

He can only dream of you loving him again... as now only a shell of your past relationship remains.

[okami-zero]

Okami Watches G-Witch

KILL THE BENE-GESSERIT BITCHES!

(Spoilers below cut, Episode 23)

SO. Thank you, G-Witch for subverting some of my expectations based on older Gundam shows and tropes. I was fully expecting fratricide of some sort (accidental/intentional near the end there), because in other series (not just Gundam), the thing that snaps a normally good character out of their red-eyed, self-destructive vengeance spree is either they come to a realization just before they destruct, or they kill someone they are fighting who refuses to fight back, due to some connection. And I was sitting here, absolutely flabbergasted and thinking "Fuck fuck fuck Guel what the fuck-" and THEN.

Not so divine intervention. x3

I will give Felsi and Petra so many kudos for being so damn spunky and stubborn and pretty much two of the only people who can deal with the apparent Jeturk bullshit without issue. I actually thought Felsi was gonna jump in-between them (another trope of the third party intervention, that still ties into the previous one), but no. She went one better than that, and stopped the bullshit from happening (now go get some damn therapy, both of you!).

That's actually an aspect about G-Witch that has been pretty neat, is how we have this absolutely huge supporting cast, and yet, a lot of them are getting moments here at the climax of the whole shebang. I love that.

Okay, and Suletta's argument with her sister was interesting, and I may have to watch again because it was in the midst of a damn dogfight. But the Bits thinking that Eri wouldn't kill anyone (where here she is clearly edging toward the realization that she will probably have to kill her sister to stop her) and their eerily chirpy, happy response that their MOM will do it for them. While using Aerial, and the Bits. Which is, y'know... very "Gendo turning on Unit-1's Dummy Plug to override Shinji not willing to kill another pilot in that berserk EVA, and then Unit-01 nearly doing so" here. Paraphrasing Shinj, she will kill anyone who gets in her way, and will use Aerial (Eri's hands, essentially) to do it.

And THEN.

THEN.

Those Bene-Gesserit hags! (Note: I am aware they are not of the weird religion thing from Dune, but when I saw them and their absolutely creepy overly-Botoxed, always smiling faces and garb, that was the first word that jumps to mind.)

They and Elan-Prime went behind their own fucking Group to seal a deal to wipe out AN ENTIRE. LAGRANGE. SECTOR. To seal their own fucking skins. And we see this series Novantic Cannon/Space Fortress Barge/Space Battleship Libra. It's like the over-'roided big brother of Gundam X's lunar microwave cannon. But bigger. Like, holy SHIT.

And Eri put herself, the Bits and the Gundvolva still remaining in its path to keep Quiet Zero and everyone in/around it from being obliterated. Now, she might have only been thinking of her family, but - the classic sacrificing protagonist smile thrown Suletta's way... guess we'll see how things boil down, but not looking good for Eri. Let's hope the L1 death ray "power transmission laser" has a flaw like Libra's.

And Elan-4. Damn, this guy is just... hopefully doesn't die. T_T Because I have actually started to like him, he's saved everyone's bacon. Maybe it's because he's free of the constraint of the Bene-Gesserit taskmasters, so... Wait... could "Benerit" be a portmanteau of "Bene-Gesserit"...?? O.o It would make fucking sense! To me, anyway, I might be the only one who has that weird mental connection... >.>

AND! On the subject of Elan-4 and his peerless markmanship. I didn't think a headshot on Propsera would kill her, that brain bucket is FAR too thick. BUT! that revealed something else interesting - Prospera's Permet link wasn't in her helmet, it's in her HEAD. This makes sense, since she would need to be able to communicate with Eri outside of the cockpit, but I was like, "Holy shit!" Maybe the helmet also helps insulate her from the data storm?

BUT. The BIGGEST QUESTION.

WHO INTERFERED WITH QUIET ZERO?

When Eri was about to casually wipe out Suletta's friends, there was (stated a few moments later) "data interference". Eri actually was speaking to someone else for a moment, asking them why they stopped her, complaining that all their wishes could come true.

...who else is in the Data Storm?

[maxwellohwell]

Just a lil ramble vent

No one warns you about how brutal the transition from sheltered teenager to functioning adult is. All I've ever wanted was freedom, I love it. I was born an observer, its just in my nature. I love existing with the environment around me. I love walking in the rain, watching houses and cars and trees and boats and signs out from the window of a bus or a train, my favourite colours are pink or sunshine yellow but I always cave for a spooky grey/blue/purple colour scheme, my favourite food has always been spaghetti bolognese or pancakes, and the only times I remember that I am not a disembodied voice is when I look at myself in the mirror and dont identify with the body that I am in because I see myself as more of a concept then a human being. I've always been the secondary character in the stories of the people around me who always had something going on. In those stories I was the love interest who was too busy staring out the window to notice anything around them, I was the creepy mean "goth" that was added into the series to say weird stuff for laughs and to spite the protagonists, I was the best friend with bad advice, I was the child who was never allowed to grow up bc that meant her mother was growing old. Freedom feels like the morning sun beaming onto your face through fluffy white clouds or a day full of peaceful rain, and for me the only time I feel the warm rays of hope and tranquility is when chasing it hasn't been beaten out of me with the worried words of my overly paranoid mother or the judgemental looks of the people who can read the script.

So over the past weeks I've been moving out. I turned 18 half a year ago and my life has been slowly sinking like a ship for a while now. My mother is getting evicted and so I finally get to jump ship. Not exactly the "running away to the sunny city without telling anybody, going to the gym dressed as barbie while drinking a strawberry mango smoothie and getting money for writing emails in an office cubical" escape plan, but falling in love (i think, I dont entirely know if I even know what romantic attraction feels like) despite the fact that I live for being entirely alone and moving in with him works ig. But I've found myself in this weird tug-a-war while Im stuck between the two places, where I feel the beginnings of the freedom I've been wanting while Im away but then I need to go back to roleplaying an 8 yr old to survive. My mental health decreases while Im in that environment where I cant make my own choices, but I re-enter the adult world every few days and I feel paralyzed by the fear that Im going to break an unspoken rule and get yelled at for existing without supervision. Becoming an adult is very much just learning that its okay to exist and then teaching urself all the stuff you know that you dont know that you should know but you weren't taught bc growing up is illegal.

My entire life so far has been me waiting for this moment and I feel like Im wasting it by having these cognitive behavioural issues even though developing those wasn't at all my fault. One of my most vivid memories from highschool was walking with the vice principal while I was on my way to class. We happened to be going in the same direction and she started talking about how much she missed being young and free and how I should "treasure my teenage years while I still have them", and I remember that so clearly because of how little sense it made to me. My teenage years had no walks in the rain because "what if your kidnapped", my teenage years had no car rides because we were poor, my teenage years had no train rides because I had no where to go, my teenage years had no pink because I had to be the scary mean "goth" girl because no one messes with you if ur scary enough, my teenage years had no pancakes or spaghetti because I wasnt allowed to use the stovetop. How am I supposed to appreciate that? As an adult, you are in control. You shouldn't take your eyes off the road while you're driving. In my adult life I am happy. Everyday I wake up at 6am-8am, make my bed and watch youtube while I eat my pancakes, brush my teeth, go walk on the beach if I feel up to it, then I either go to the job that I love bc I chose it or play video games, do some chores, then I watch youtube with my boyfriend until I fall asleep. I do not want to leave that.

[yanderepalace]

I only saw one Shuichi post (from what I found, don’t know if it’s the tags messing up or just me being stupid) and knew I had to step in! The Ultimate Shuichi simp has joined the party!

Sorry for the dramatic opening, but could I request like crazy Shuichi and PG Shuichi with an oblivious s/o?

Basically the two of them are quite out of their mind, being basically the worst yandere to ever counter, with them being over the top with everything.

Yandere Shuichi and Pregame Shuuichi with an oblivious darling

warnings: stalking, manipulation, kinda s/a implication, drugging

notes: I forgot how much i love writing pg shuichi, hope you enjoy!

Pregame Shuichi

Oh he’s having a lot of fun with this one.

There is nothing more entertaining to Kagehara than doing things around you others would chastise him for.

and you are none the wiser.

Poor y/n

He would make it his goal to see how far he can push you until you realize what the situation really is.

Once he sees how oblivious you really are, he sees no point in just watching from the shadows anymore.

Something about how empty minded you can be about the world drives him mad. He just had to have you, and keep his unsuspecting darling all to himself.

Overtime, he’d slowly try to associate with you, wiggling his way into your friend group.

Much to the dismay of your other friends but you.. didn’t seem to mind as much, always happy to have a new friend!

Your friends obviously get concerned for you.

The way he stares at you, the unhinged things he says that you don’t seem to pick up on.

Don’t get me wrong, he treats you good! Maybe a little too good.

Your friends on the other hand.. not so much.

He doesn’t like to compete for your attention.

And they don’t like him either! He’s not just creepy, he’s just generally annoying and insufferable to be around.

Even when your not around all he talks about is you

or danganronpa..

Nobody ever sees one without the other, he’s like your shadow, even if you’re unaware he’s always looking over your shoulder.

He loves the fact that he can pull almost anything around you.

Stealing your things, more than friendly touching, snooping all around your life.

“Don’t worry y/n, I can throw that away for you.” He says as he stuffs your trash into his pocket.

Another one for the shrine!

He often tries to get you two alone but everytime he tries, you immediately decide to invite someone to come.

Which might be for the best..

Who knows what would go down if you two were alone.

Shuichi Saihara

He can get frustrated.

He keeps trying to hint at his feelings but you never seem to pick up on it.

He can be pretty shy, ESPECIALLY around you but that doesn’t mean he’s content with just being your friend forever.

Shuichi knows eventually he wants NEEDS to be closer to you.

But unfortunately for him, all his flirting and chivalry goes to waste.

Don’t get me wrong, part of him thinks it’s adorable but..

How else is he supposed to express his feelings.

He is very much the “Nice guy” stereotype around you.

Much like pregame, he feels the need to be around you all the time.

He’s be more of a stalker due to getting easily flustered and nervous around his darling.

He can be shy, but he desperately wants you to notice him, to acknowledge his feelings and efforts.

When he does munster up the courage to talk to you, he’s overly polite.

He’s the type to give you a lot of cheesy gifts like teddy bears or whatever you like.

Also lots of handwritten letters.

Every time he confesses, you just thank him and move on thinking it was just a compliment.

Running out of options, Shuichi sees only one way to get through to you, to show you how you two were meant to be.

That being drugging you and bringing you to his home.

Once you wake up, he slowly explains the situation.

There’s no way you can misinterpret this, right?

All you need is a little help and Shuichi is more than happy to give that to you <3

[bigskydreaming]

Headcanon that everyone within the family may think of Dick as the one most in their father’s favor, but Dick is keenly aware that the general public thinks of him as their father’s ‘Consolation Prize.’

After all, when from their perspective he’s the one Bruce raised since he was eight as his ward, with that dissolving when he was eighteen and very little perceived contact between the two of them for years after that, while Jason was adopted soon after being taken in and Dick was then later adopted years after Jason’s death, without any public fanfare.....

What does that look like other than Bruce ‘settling’ for the son who didn’t appear to be his first choice, just chronologically first, once he lost Jason but still needed/wanted an heir, as he was getting older and the general public still didn’t know yet how closely tied Tim was to the family or that it wouldn’t be long after this that Bruce adopted him too?

Now granted, you can definitely perceive the above as overly angsty and not the only way this situation was likely to be perceived outside the family, but my point is more that like.....nobody ever presumes that the general public are overly kind or generous in their views or assumptions about the Wayne family behavior. I just don’t buy that people assumed there was some optimistic explanation for the way things appeared here, or that people just went “oh its probably because the kid who grew up in that house the longest just doesn’t WANT to be adopted by the billionaire and have all the security that brings, and that’s also clearly why he lives in Bludhaven of all places and a shitty apartment building at that.”

I mean, no matter what WE the readers may know of Dick’s personal priorities and how little he cares about where he lives or that Bruce would have willingly paid for him to have a better place to live if he really wanted it, is that what people are most likely to assume, based on appearances?

Anyway, I’m just saying, I bet it bugs the crap out of Dick to hear his siblings casually refer to him as so obviously enjoying favored son status and being the clear apple of Bruce’s eye, as he’s like, cue internal monologue: gee, sure wish I was as confident of that back during the years he seemed to want nothing to do with me.

Like I’ve said before, I think Dick isn’t actually super insecure and his insecurities such as they are mostly revolve around how his family and friends perceive him, not the general public.....BUT I do think that with as high profile as the Waynes are, there’s no way that nobody picked up on how little contact Dick and Bruce had in the continuities where they literally went over a year without even speaking to each other....and like, felt free to draw their own conclusions.

 And I do think this is also part of why I default to thinking a lot of canon takes and headcanons tend to gloss over how shitty Gotham public could be in their views/treatment of Dick. Like just because Dick was basically trained from birth to be able to work a room and entertain people while in their direct presence, that didn’t actually make him ‘one of them’ in their eyes, and I reeeeeeaally don’t think you can actually underestimate the pettiness and jealousy one percenters feel when they see someone they inherently view as lesser than them - as they would’ve viewed both Dick and Jason due to their lower class births - like....’leap frogging’ over them into greater wealth via being taken in by Bruce. 

Like, idk, maybe it just comes from having been a scholarship kid who went to a richy rich private high school attended mostly by the children of senators and hotel-chain owners, lol, but like.......I can not for a second picture Gotham’s upper class actually LIKING Dick or being as charmed by him as they frequently are depicted as, just because Dick knows how to be charming and likable. Like they might play it that way when in public at a gala, for appearances or whatever....but the second he turned around they’d be badmouthing him at juuuuust a high enough volume to ensure he’d be able to HEAR them but not be able to call them on it without it looking like he went back and provoked a scene over something ‘nobody else around them heard them say’ or whatever. Just to make sure that no matter how well he came across in public social settings, he never ‘forgot his place’ or whatever or forgot that they were all too aware of it too.

And also also, it always kinda bemuses me that as much focus as the Court of Owls and Talons get in Dick’s narratives in canon and fic, that we’ve barely ever seen any examination of what the Court retroactively means for Dick’s years growing up around upper class Gothamites who likely included more than a few Court members.....like, we KNOW years later that like, all along there were these people who even without knowing who Batman and Robin were, like, knew Dick Grayson was their ‘Gray Son’ and intended to claim him as their weapon someday, and you can’t tell me that wouldn’t have factored into how they viewed and interacted with a child and teenage Dick Grayson as they attended many of the same social gatherings and functions. OR that Dick himself in the aftermath of the Court of Owls reveal, didn’t look back at his OWN childhood and reflect on how many creepy or uncomfortable encounters he had with various socialites that left him feeling decidedly skeeved out and not a fan of how they were looking at him or things they might have said to him, thinking themselves oh so clever for alluding to things he had no idea about......like, I imagine there had to be more than a few encounters from his younger years that always stuck with him, and after the Court of Owls revelation like....looked TOTALLY different to him, especially if he happened to know for sure that some of those very people were in fact Court members. BUT I DIGRESS.

All in all though it all circles back to the same thought for me.....people might have been polite to Dick’s face when he was growing up, but they most likely had plenty of shit to say the second his back was turned, and I doubt they were afraid to be overheard by him. Especially in his later years, once people noticed how distant he and Bruce seemed to be, and thus perceived that as meaning that nineteen year old Dick Grayson wasn’t as ‘protected’ by Bruce the way he was when he was younger.....meaning the people who were most jealous of Dick’s ‘catapulting’ up the social ladder and eager to knock him down a peg because of that, like....probably would have looked at the relative lack of contact between he and Bruce as far as anyone could publicly tell, and felt emboldened enough by that to up their snide whisper game with shit like gossipping about how oh, the Grayson boy may be back in Gotham again, but we all know he’s just poor Brucie’s consolation prize anyway, why, if he really cared all that much about the boy, he’d hardly have ever let him run off to Bludhaven of all places, without even making sure to staple the advantages and opportunities granted by the Wayne name to him the way he made sure to right off the bat with the younger one.....

So yeah. There’s my angsty musings on how Dick likely is perceived by Gotham public at large, and how his interactions with them - especially when NOT around Bruce and Jason and the rest of his family....probably very much does not match up with what they assume public perception of Dick is, given that in their eyes ‘everybody loves Dick Grayson,’ but in Dick’s experience ‘everybody may be charmed by Dick Grayson while he’s doing his best to be charming,’ but don’t mistake that for acceptance. Not when Gotham’s public are just as likely to dismiss him as the second choice Wayne heir and consolation prize to make themselves feel more important/elevated than him the second their own insecurities have them feeling intimidated by the wealth, power and prestige Dick does actually share in by virtue of being part of Bruce’s family.

[s0apysm1les]

How would yandere Peter Parker react to someone kissing reader's hand? I'd love to see this go down

content: physical harm, mention of blood, yandere tendencies, manipulation

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Now, Peter tries to prevent you from every really figuring out that his adoration is too much to be normal. He is a very self-aware yandere and knows that his actions and idealization of you is too far. But he will gladly play the role of the overly concerned friend and go completely on the defensive when that person so much as grabs your hand.

The moment they start leaning down, his hand already has a grip on their jaw and before anybody has time to respond he threw them back by the jaw. The person slips and falls back, slamming hard onto the floor and immediately blood creepy from the edge of their lips. Before you can react, he grabs your wrist and pulls you along with where he wants you to go. You call his name in protest as the fear of going too far too soon has him pushing tears back from falling.

You misunderstood the tears and comfort him. Yeah, you knew he didn't mean to do that and did it without thinking. You know he was bullied. But you can't just throw someone like that. What if he gets expelled? Who will hang out with you then?

His crying keeps up without stop and the two of you sit and you tell him you didn't like it to help calm him down - no matter how you truly felt about it. He didn't mind being seen as weak if it meant you unknowingly defended and willingly coddled him like this. As you pulled him into a hug and felt him breathe in deeply, you think it was to try to stop crying while really, it was just to pull a part of you deep into his body - even if it was just your smell.

[an-ambivalent]

WARNING: This post contains yandere and violent themes (mentions of murder and brainwashing) and other toxic and creepy behaviours that can be triggering and uncomfortable to read. So read at your own risk. This work is purely fictional. I do not condone this toxic behaviour irl. 

Fandom: Naruto 

Pairings: Itachi x Reader | Shisui x Reader | Sasuke x Reader

Status: Headcanons and scenarios mixed hybrid, requested. 

Ask:  Scenario where Yandere!Itachi, Yandere!Shisui, Yandere!Sasuke and Yandere!Obito realizes that they all have feelings for you and since they're family, they decided that they are going to share.

A/N:   I’m didn’t add Obito to this scenario because I don’t see this dynamic working with him in the mix. Although Obito is an Uchiha, frankly speaking, Itachi didn’t ever trust him. Sasuke used him for his own means didn’t care about him other than that either way. As far as Shisui is concerned, he never really interacted with Obito. 

Itachi and Shisui are best friends, and Itachi and Sasuke are siblings (who do care for each other). Sasuke is stubborn about his own ideals but he can still be persuaded by Itachi, and given that Itachi and the Uchiha clan respected Shisui a lot, Sasuke would do too. So, a dynamic with these three choosing to co-operate is plausible. But with Obito.... not really. I just don’t see how he would fit in this scenario.  So, hopefully this explanation clarifies why Obito wasn’t added to the scenario.

No beta, we die like men. I wrote this at like 2 am so idgaf about grammar errors atm ^.< 

Your background: To be in a position where you can interact with all these three simultaneously, you would have to be part of the Uchiha clan yourself. The only other way might be that you’re Itachi’s classmate and progressed exactly like he did. But then, it just feels like copying and pasting Itachi’s character and that’s no fun.

No ‘duplicate version of another character’ in this household. So there’s two choices for your background that can nonetheless lead to the same scenario. Thus, you can choose whatever floats your boat: 1) you’re the first daughter of the main branch of another clan of your choice, and for some time now, your clan and the Uchiha clan have been planning to form an alliance together. What better way to do that than to arrange a marriage between the two first children of the main branch from both clans that “coincidentally” have to be the same age?

2) You’re an Uchiha child, born to parents who are from one of the side branches of the clan. There isn’t many other kids to interact with, and despite being a side branch member, your father is one of the most respected shinobi in the clan. So, your future as a ninja is given, and with his interactions and meetings  with Fugaku, he takes you along with him. As a result, your introduction with Itachi is inevitable. And so by extension, you will also meet Shisui and Sasuke. And given your father’s good relationship with Fugaku, mayhaps your parents went ahead and arranged your marriage with Itachi behind your back and not notifying you yet.

PSA: For the age balance, you are Itachi’s age in this scenario. Shisui is 2-4 years older than Itachi and Itachi is 4 years older than Sasuke. Having a maximum of 8 years age gap if you were Sasuke’s age, or Shisui’s age, would be a lot LOL. Besides, Itachi would be the mediator between Sasuke and Shisui, so you building a relationship with him first makes the most sense.

Introduction / Meeting

Itachi

You and Itachi are forced to spend time together as ‘playmates’ while your parents discuss ‘official business’ (the arrange marriage) with Fugaku and Mikoto. Itachi is overly polite but there’s an icy coldness underlining his polite greetings and one-word answers he gives to your questions when you try to start a conversation.

You aren’t dumb. You were raised with high expectations placed on your shoulders so although you’re not a prodigy at his level, you have more than enough intelligence to know that he’s patronizing you. And unlike him, you aren’t an immature coward who hides behind their passive-aggressive remarks. Whatever you have to say, you communicate it bluntly. So, you don’t hesitate to spew out what you really think of him (a coward who takes his frustrations out on others aka you, who is also in the same situation, instead of facing his problems), and leave his pretty boy face behind in shock.

You were five when this happened.

Sasuke: Overtime, your ‘playdates’ with Itachi became a norm. You were forced to visit him many times and spend time with him given that he is your future husband. (You don’t know that yet, but at this point, Itachi has his suspicions that something is up).

His baby brother is his entire life. Sasuke makes him smile in the way no one else does, so its no wonder you met him eventually.

You were first held Sasuke was he was about fourteen months old. He was a small, chubby, innocent little thing with his already haughty attitude. He had no problem crying in the arms of the people he didn’t like, which was almost everyone outside of his immediate family. But when you held him, despite Itachi’s warnings that “he doesn’t like everyone” but he instantly liked you (much to his displeasure), you instantly became attached to him. Then in the following years, you babysat him a lot. He was the cute little younger sibling you wanted but never had, so you spoiled him to bits. And with the attention and love you gave him, Sasuke loved you too. Not to mention, unlike everyone else in his family, who picked Itachi over him, you picked him over Itachi.

How can he not fall in love with you?

Shisui: More often than not these days, Shisui would silently watch and observe Itachi. For a six years old, it was terrifying for him how he was already adapting to the shinobi lifestyle is so easily; being an emotionless robot and extremely talented.

But, over the past few days, gone were the seemingly emotionless robot. Instead, he had changed into a boy who acted like how a six year old was supposed to act: whiny, pouty, and frustrated (to an extent), but happy at the same time. It was entertaining for him to watch Itachi’s expressions shift from one to another every moment as he grumbled about you underneath his breath. Shisui was ready to tease him about it, but you had beat him to it.

You had appeared out of nowhere and were hosting the two-years-old Sasuke on your shoulders for a piggy back ride. No one was given any time to react, before rude remarks were slipping out your lips that just humiliated his precious friend into a fumbling mess.

Itachi had tried to get back at you, he really did. But your mouth ran like a sailor and you had a witty remark prepared for everything. It was such a contrast to the “perfect princess” show you put on before your and his parents. And each time, your response was more embarrassing which eventually made him lose his cool. Seeing him flustered, despite how much he loved you, little Sasuke tried to  jump to his nii-san’s aid. Shisui was prepared to snicker and chuckle to himself, if he it wasn’t for the most beautiful sound he had ever heard: your laughter. It was so raw, pure, genuine and innocent, he was instantly immersed. Barely anyone from shinobi clans, and given how they were raised, acted so open. And you brought out a different side to Itachi -- it was intriguing for him to witness.

He wanted to get to know you more. He wanted to hear your life more. He wanted you to share your secrets with him on how to bully Itachi so easily. So immediately, he put out his hand and gave you a wide grin.

“I’m Shisui. What’s your name?”

Realising their feelings

Shisui: Shisui knew he loved you ever since your first laugh. It was love at first sound. However, with the respect to you belonging to his best friend, he would never make a move on you.

Maybe, there might be some lingering touches here and there that lasted a bit too long between ‘friends.’ Maybe sometimes he was harsher on you during your training spars so he would have an excuse to touch you and help you bandage up your injuries. Maybe sometimes, he ‘jokingly’ wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed your cheek to ‘get a rise out of Itachi’ and not because he wanted to touch you.

But he never made a move on you because he knew you were Itachi’s. And as long as you were still his friend and spent time with him, he didn’t care too much.

But he should’ve known better. Just as how he can understand Itachi and cares for him like he is his brother, Itachi is the same towards Shisui. He knew how Shisui felt about you, and although one part of him just wanted to you have all to himself, it didn’t feel right that Shisui had to hold himself back when he needed you too. If only, it wasn’t for your clan, and the Uchiha, and their damn village that believed in monogamous relationships, then he would happily share you with Shisui.

Itachi: There were many rules and obligations Itachi has to adhere to due to his clan. Although he did them, he didn’t want to. He hated it. His thoughts were different from his actions so he was constantly experiencing cognitive dissonance. But, you weren’t part of that. For some reason, when he was eleven and his suspicions were confirmed by his parents and the clan elders that you were set up to wed him when you both turn thirteen, that was one thing he didn’t hate or didn’t want to do. In fact, it was alarming for everyone in the meeting how easily he obliged.

Confirming how he felt towards you, it honestly did not surprise him. He had assumed this was the case for a while. Ever since you called him a coward due to his habit of upholding a facade, he tried to be more honest. Not in front of his clan, evidently, but to the people that mattered. Shisui, Sasuke, you, and himself.

The old Itachi, had he not met you and fell in love with someone, would have buried his feelings without a care. But for you.... it was a different story. He acknowledged his feelings and never tried to get rid off them. How could he? You were the perfect lover for him. You got along swimmingly with Shisui. You took good care of Sasuke, and his younger brother was so attached to you. You were an exceptional kunoichi, put up the perfect facade before your own parents and his, and weren’t afraid to challenge him and speak your mind.

And best of all? You were already promised to him. So, he saw no reason to bury his feelings for you.

Sasuke: Sasuke always knew he loved you.

Ever since he can remember, you had always been by his side no matter what.

His father didn’t pay attention to him. His mother did, but she scolded him too when he just wanted to spend time with Itachi.

Itachi spent time with him but lately, he has been ignoring him. It’s not the same. And him and Shisui always leave him behind to get things done that they say he’s “not mature enough to know.”

But Sasuke does know.

He knows what they talk about his and your back because thinks of those things too. It’s everywhere: princesses, their prince, their love story and happily ever after.

He wants to kiss you to show you how he loves you like the couples in fairy tales. He does. Despite his nerves that are causing fluttering butterflies in his tummy, he builds up the courage to have his first kiss with you.

But you’re faster than him. You just move your head so he kisses your cheek instead, and then laugh out loud before ruffling his hair and telling him, “you’re adorable. But you should save your first kiss for your true love.”

He likes being adorable for you, but why won’t you understand?! You are his first and only love.

There will be a day when you finally understand that.

Sharing You:

ok.... listen.... Uchiha clan massacre (and yours too for scenario A) but both Itachi and Shisui. And although its mission issued by the damn village, that’s not why they’re doing it. It just so happens that its the perfect solution to all their problems because they get rid off the obstacles in their way, and they will have to leave the village. They can take you away far, away from everything, so you only have them left.

Obviously, they will take Sasuke with them too. Except this time, there’s no also hurting and torturing him and enticing him to seek revenge. If anything, when Sasuke is horrified, Itachi tells him the truth. There’s lies as well, but, they would need to brainwash him to some extent so he willingly stays with them. Itachi tells him of how if the clan lived, then he would never get to be with you, or see you again because they were going to hurt you.

“Do you want that foolish little brother? You made big claims to make [Name] yours and protect her, so are you really going to mourn those who were going to take her away from you? She’s my bride, and because I care about you, I will share her. But for that to happen, you need to listen to me and Shisui and not be pathetic as to get in our way.”

Itachi had a way with his words, and it was terrifying how much they could influence Sasuke. And now that they had, and no one else was going to be in the way -- not any clans, the village -- nothing.

It is just going to be you and them for the rest of your life.

[animeyanderelover]

Can you write promp 15 to Shuu tsukiyama :) Thank you I love your writings.

I love my writing as well😉. No, but seriously guys. If it wouldn't be for my passion to write, I would have gone on a hiatus the moment I found out that I was being shadowbanned.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessiveness, obsessiveness, delusions, clinginess, manipulation, paranoia, mentioning of kidnapping, catcalling, sexual harassment, blood, killing, Shuu being a sadist to the victim, eccentricity (?)

Prompt 15: “Shh princess… don’t cry over this scum, he doesn’t deserve your tears.”

"Kanae!! What happened to her?!?! Why is she crying?!?!"

You hadn't wanted to burst out in tears like this, but replaying the scene in your head over and over again like a movie had caused you unimaginable frustration and embarrassment. Now you remembered why you hated people so much, they were all just greedy and disgusting jerks. Calling you such nasty names in public and daring to go as far as following you. If Kanae wouldn't have been there with you, you didn't even want to imagine what might have happened to you.

"My poor princess! What happened?! Tell me!"

Furious tears were falling down your face, even though you had wiped them away already countless times before. You were not in a very good mood at the moment, you felt quite etchy at the moment. And that was what caused annoyance washing over you when you heard Shuu's cooing words, taking quick steps towards you to comfort you somehow. You knew what would come now. Another smothering session of his. Something you didn't need in the least bit right now. What you needed was time. Alone.

You still tried to stay as calm as possible, not wanting to make a huge scene that would only gain you more annoying attention. All the servants were honestly so much like their master, they all appeared to be overly dramatic when it came to you, the only real exception was Mirumo.

So when you suddenly stepped back from Shuu, lips pressed together and a mixed look out of sadness and anger on your face, you knew that you had hurt him. It was all too obvious judging from his wide eyes, confusion and pain already reflecting in them, and the way he had frozen when you had suddenly put a distance between you two. The hand, which he had extended, was staying in the air, shaking slightly. As always, he was overreacting.

“(y/-y/n)…What did I-“

“You did nothing Shuu. You didn’t do anything. I just wish to be alone right now. So I ask you to do me the favor and leave me alone for once. If you don’t, I might say things to you that will hurt you and which I don’t mean. Don’t test my patience for now.”

You were surprised by your own tone of voice, you sounded extremely rude, annoyance dripping from your voice like venom. It was hard to keep a calm and collected voice under such conditions. But for the reason of you having been well raised and well treated by the people in this place, you wanted to return the favor by doing the same.

You just stormed past both, Kanae and Shuu, without saying a single word, chewing furiously on your lips whilst the voice of the man kept ringing in your head. You felt like you wanted to smash something to relieve yourself of the ocean of emotions inside of you. Today had been the wrong day to convince Shuu with the help of his father to let you out without him.

“Master (y/n)!”, you heard Kanae yelling after you, followed by a thud sound that caused you to turn around shortly, feeling slightly startled by the sudden noise. But you were left feeling a bit surprised when seeing that your company for the last few hours had gone done to her knees, forehead pressed against the floor of the mansion and bowing deeply down in front of you.

“I can never forgive myself for not being able to help you. I failed you! I’m so sorry! It’s all because of my own foolishness and incompetence that you had to go through all of this!”

Her voice was shaking and you guessed that she would break out in tears at any moment, she was just as theatrical as your partner was.

“Kanae, it’s not your fault. We were under too many people, you couldn’t have done more than you did already. And that was already a big help. Also, please don’t refer to me as your master, I don’t like it when I’m being called this way. I see you as a friend, so that makes things always a bit awkward when you call me your master.”

Only the fading and fast footsteps of yours were heard in the silence which followed afterwards, leaving two people left dwelling on what had just happened. Shuu, who was staring with still shocked eyes at the stairs where you had just walked up, and Kanae, who was still remaining in her humble position. Somewhere upstairs the rather loud slam of a door was heard, indicating that you had just entered your room.

“Kanae…What…happened?”

Even her master seemed to be left flabbergasted by this sudden change of events, although tears were already starting to fill his eyes. It was not as much because of your rejecting behavior towards him, although that had hurt as well. No, it was because someone had upset his little dove so that she had cried and he hadn’t been there to protect her.

“So eine Scheiße!”, the girl suddenly shouted furiously and frustrated, slamming her head against the floor harshly as if wanting to punish herself.

By now she had bursted out in tears, drops splashing to the ground. “What am I good for when I couldn’t even keep her safe and this-this disgrace away from her?! Now she is angry! Please forgive me Master Shuu. You chose me because you trusted me to protect her, but I was the wrong person to choose.”

The last few sentences of her were told much more softer than the previous ones, only proving to Shuu that Kanae felt beyond miserable for what had happened. But it didn’t answe his question! It only made him more anxious.

What had happened whilst he hadn’t been there?! Who the duck dared to make his lovely darling cry?! Who?!

“Would you just please tell me what happened?!”, he yelled at the servant, his string of patience snapping right then and there and leading him into raising his voice.

Kanae flinched when hearing him shouting at her, the panic in his voice overwhelming her even more. It was all because of her that her master would have to go through the same pain as you as well. How should she even start explaining what had happened without him losing it right away?

“Mast-I mean (y/n)…She has been catcalled! And I was unable to take proper care of this threat! Watching this bastard…It was disgusting! Enraging! This rotten mouth of his…The things he called after her, I wish I could have gouged his tongue out! And he even had the audacity to follow her through the city, using every opportunity he had to spit more gross words out! And (y/n) had to endure all of this without losing her self-restraint. She even had to stop me. She stood her ground without breaking down in front of him. She was so admirable. I should have taken an example on her.”

The confession of the truth hurt, having to go through it all again hurt. Her master’s darling had been so brave, so perfectly in control of her emotions, so empathetic to rather let herself get humiliated instead of risking to let Kanae get triggered and reveal that she was a ghoul in the center of the city. And (y/n) still saw her as a friend! She was so kind. No wonder Master Shuu was so madly in love with her.

After that the ghoul waited for some reaction from him, shouting, yelling, crying, lashing out on her, anything. But nothing came. Instead another silence befell both of them, coming with a creepy feeling. An almost paralyzing feeling that made the violet-haired girl stay on the ground. The air felt like it was weighting her down. She knew this feeling.

Fear.

"So you're telling me that ma chérie is crying because some walking useless trash thought that he could use her and play her for his own entertainment?"

His voice was beyond spine-chilling, spoken like a true lunatic. His voice sounded for the most part quieter than expected, though it was trembling slightly. But what made her body nearly forget to function out of terror was the icy blood lust in it, like he was on the brink of insanity.

Barely, only barely did Kanae manage to lift her head, enough to catch a glimpse of his face. It only made her break out in cold sweat more. She thanked the heaven that he wasn't looking at her right now, instead staring in the empty space, a murderous grin on his face. His eyes were wide, reflecting the craziness inside of him perfectly. Just by looking at him was enough for Kanae to know that he was tearing the culprit in his mind currently to a bloody and deforedly mess. Her master was thinking like her, she had planned on doing the same. But she hadn't looked that unnerving.

"As much as I would love to torture and rip this waste of oxygen right now, this will have to wait. My princess needs me right now."

The sudden change in his whole personality was delightening yet also the slightest bit stunning for Kanae to witness, how he went from psychopathic sadist to his normal dramatic and lovesick self.

"W-wait! C-can I do something, anything to make somehow up for my failure?", Kanae stuttered out, stopping Shuu from crossing the stairs with huge steps. She had to do something, she felt truly feeble.

Shuu noticed her still majorly guilty expression, giving her a small sympathetic smile. "Don't work yourself up to hard over it now. (y/n) was only right. You would have only done much worse if you would have let lost control then and there. You already did a better job than I did in keeping composure. For now just tell the others to prepare dinner, (y/n)'s favorite. And also..."

The sudden drop in Shuu's voice and his face was a dead giveaway what he wanted to say next. "Let's meet later outside when my darling is sleeping. I believe we have something to take care of, don't we?"

That alone was enough to make Kanae stand up, the anger and feeling of helplessness scratching her feeling of self-esteem. Her master knew that she had a score to settle as well after having only been able to watch. She felt grateful that he took that into reconsideration even though she had let this happen in the first place.

"It would be my pleasure to be from any help. I feel honored that you still chose me."

"Why are you here? I think I told you I want to be alone.", you shot out after Shuu had simply knocked and entered your room without permission, giving you nearly no time to wipe away all the tears on your cheeks. You hated crying in front of people, you hated looking weak and vulnerable and being it as well. That's why you always wanted to be alone when you felt like crying.

"You expect me to just stand away when my dove clearly needs someone right now?! You were just sexually harassed and want me to leave you alone?! Forget it!"

His reaction was what you had seen coming, the paranoia coloring his face being all too obvious and he looked distressed as well. Shuu wasn't good in handling something like this at all, not when it had you being in any sort hurt involved.

"Go away. I look terrible right now.", you just said without replying to what he had just said, though this had been a rhetorical question. You didn't look very good right now, tears smearing all over your face, your eyes reddened and puffy and your nose running due to all the crying.

"That doesn't matter to me. For me you look beatiful no matter what, even if you cry."

Despite feeling upset, you managed to let a chuckling scoff out when you heard the man saying this, still not being completely used to his more cheesy lines. But right now he probablly had the intention to cheer you up.

"Good grief, you're really too much. Let go of me.", you replied slightly ironically in between your sobs when he suddenly just clinged to you, wrapping you up in his arms. It wasn’t uncomfortable though, his hug was warm and managed to soothe you a bit.

You actually shouldn’t feel this way, not in the arms of the man who used to torment and hurt you out of pure and utter sadistic fun. Back then it had just been horror for you. And only thanks to his well-mannered father things had changed for you, only then. You owed Mirumo for that more than you could effort, but his only request had been staying, knowing the attachment his son had for you would never perish. But at the same time you had the feeling his father had helped his son as well, causing you to get along with him better and better until you had started to forget where acting stopped and where real feelings were showing.

“Shh princess…don’t cry over this scum, he doesn’t deserve your tears.”

He had a point. That asshole had wanted to get under your skin which was the second reason you had stayed strong in front of him. But you were human as well, you had feelings which could be hurt. You were currently hurt which was why you needed some sort of comfort right now and Shuu provided it. Maybe a bit too much.

You estimated that you needed about five minutes until you had calmed somewhat down, though the after effects from your crying session still shook your body every once in a while. But you felt the tiniest bit less shitty.

“I think I’m feeling better now. Thank you…Shuu.”, you told him softly, feeling your cheeks warming up the tiniest bit.

He just let out a content ‘hmm’, his chin resting on your shoulder and his one hand playing with your hair a bit. He didn’t look like he had any intentions to move despite you giving him the look. You had a rather silly bad feeling.

“Do you want to let me go?”

“Never. At least not until the dinner is prepared.”

“Shuu.”, you protested slightly, pushing him a bit against the chest which turned out to be good for nothing. He didn’t budge. Instead you could almost see with your inner two eyes on the back of your head that he was grinning upon your attempt to remove him.

“Oh well. I’ll let him have it his way. He deserves it.”

Kanae was walking, as quietly as possible, nervously back and forth. She would never blame her master for anything at all, but maybe she just felt extremely uneasy right now that she wanted to leave desperately. Tokyo was huge and finding one single man would be hard, though she remembered the few broken pieces of informations she had heard when the man had been taken away from some other people who seemed to know him.

“I have to avenge (y/n) or else I’ll never be able to feel like I deserve this happiness.”, the girl thought bitterly, intending to bring suffering over this piece of garbage.

“You seem rather impatient. Believe me, I am just as eager as you are, though we shouldn’t waste too much time with this sad excuse of a man.”

Kanae quickly turned around, anticipation shining from her eyes when she saw Shuu appearing from the shadows, already having put on fitting clothes and holding his mask in his hand.

“I apologize, I simply couldn’t bring myself to leaving my princess alone. She looked too gorgeous to not marvel over. That’s why I want to speed this all up, I want to return to her as fast as possible. It of course doesn’t mean I intend to let this person easily of the hook.”

He chuckled a bit, for a few moments softness dominating his face when recalling the sweet memories of his darling sleeping peacefully. But in the blink of an eye he changed, the lust to kill someone taking over him and twisting his face into something entirely else.

“Kanae, do you know where we should start?”

His voice was terrifying, his feelings and intentions dripping freely from it and a malicious glint shining in his eyes. Not like Kanae minded, her own face being overshadowed by her negative feelings.

“Yes, I do have an idea.”

[fantastic-rambles]

Sk8 Analysis: Adam’s Search for “Eve”

I’m tired of seeing all the hate for Adam, so... here’s some more non-hating-Adam content in which I try to relieve some of the pressure of my latest obsession. This isn’t meant to be a justification of his behavior or anything, just my own thoughts and theories on his character.

To me, his driving force is his love for skating. I honestly believe that he loves skating more than anyone else does, and more than anything else: his speech when he’s starting the quarterfinals of the tournament seems to suggest that/be a bit of a “humble brag” when he says that he’s trying to figure out who loves skating the most... because pretty much everyone knows that he’s #1 and the likely champion. Then there’s also all the times when he’s put off work in order to skate or immediately gone to the course after returning from a trip. So when he’s skating, he wants to enjoy himself to the fullest, which means that he needs a real rival, someone for whom it is not a foregone conclusion that Adam will win if he goes all-out. Which is what he’s looking for in his search for “Eve.”

Of course, the logical starting point in examining his character is his past. We do see that he has some typical “innocent childhood”-looking memories with Tadashi, who taught him how to skate, as well as good times with Cherry and Joe when they were teenagers. There was definitely a time when he was sincerely happy and didn’t engage in his current level of high-risk behavior that’s traumatized and injured a number of his opponents. But even then, it seems pretty clear that he’s on a different level than the other skaters: when Cherry and Joe first meet Adam, they have a skill test/challenge in which Cherry and Adam both jump over a stack of skateboards. While Cherry just barely clears the stack, Adam jumps over it with plenty of room to spare, which sparks the start of Cherry’s admiration for him.

But it does seem like Cherry and Joe are the two skaters who can best keep up with him, so they spend a lot of time together, and Adam even lets them see his face, telling them that they’re “special.” At that point, they were all still growing and improving, probably by competing with each other, so they had not yet reached their full potential/maturity as skaters. Even though Adam seemed to be their de facto leader since he was the most skilled and drew the admiration of everyone else, I think that he wanted them to improve until they could challenge him on equal footing, to help him also improve and enter a new frontier of skating together.

But between then and now, something changed, and all we know is that Tadashi blames himself for it, and it’s something that Cherry (and maybe Joe) doesn’t know or understand. Adam became obsessed with finding his “Eve,” the person who could be his equal in skating, and he became much more aggressive/desperate in searching for that person. When he finds someone who he thinks has the potential to keep up with him, he tests them to see if they love skating as much as he does (if they do, they won’t be scared to come back and challenge him) and whether they can keep up with him. And if he thinks that they really are “Eve,” he invites them to the world that he sees, when his eye goes all rainbow-y and he pushes both himself and his opponent to the edge. However, when he does that with one of his prospective Eves, the guy goes off a cliff, disappointing him and shocking Cherry and Joe.

So then, coming back to the present, how does he treat his opponents? It’s based on what expectations he has of them with regard to their likelihood of being “Eve.”

Starting with the one for whom he has the least expectations: Cherry. Usually, before a race, Adam will banter with his opponent and generally be kinda obnoxious, but he clearly has no interest in racing Cherry from the very start, and he admits as much (though Cherry misunderstands why). He gives off an air of just wanting to get it over with, interrupting Cherry and Joe’s bickering before the race and the whole time, he almost never smiles. It’s not that he doesn’t smile because he’s taking Cherry seriously, or that he’s upset about racing Cherry: it’s because it’s simply not fun for him. The more serious he gets, the more openly he expresses himself with his overly dramatic protestations of love, because that’s when he’s truly enjoying himself.

He also doesn’t engage in his usual showmanship, only dancing when he’s about to pull off a move, which might simply be because the “dancing” is required to set up the Love Hug/turn his board around. The early Love Hug at the beginning was a test: both of them knew that Cherry would avoid it, but Adam wanted to see how. Would he do something unexpected, or simply stick to his “overcalculated” method of skating? But Cherry ends up disappointing him, so in the end, he pretty much smacks Cherry in the face with reality. Again, I’m not condoning his violence, but I also think it was necessary in order to shock both Cherry and viewers who believed in “the power of friendship” to show them that, yes, Adam is no longer who he was, and that he isn’t clinging to the past/his fond memories. Adam himself doesn’t seem happy about doing it, unlike when he challenges other skaters with danger/violence (his previous prospective Eve, Reki, and Langa), but Cherry needs that reality check so he can let go and move on.

What he said about Cherry’s skating being “boring” and with “no surprises” is certainly incredibly harsh, but it’s not inaccurate. Even though I love highly analytical characters who can make calculations and execute them perfectly on the fly like Cherry, I agree with Adam’s assessment. Cherry is not an amazing skater: the only reason he’s considered one of the best skaters is because of his perfect technical skill, assisted by Carla. But he can’t improvise, and more importantly, he can’t improve: he’s already reached his peak. And that’s not enough to challenge Adam: even during their race, there were times that Adam was clearly holding back even as Cherry was nailing everything perfectly. So Adam has no more expectations of Cherry. He’s long ago discarded the idea that Cherry (or Joe) could be his “Eve,” so he views skating with them as boring and a waste of time because they can’t do anything that will thrill him or let him fully express his love for skating. 

Next, Reki. Even though Adam knows that Reki isn’t at his level, and his main motivation is to beat Reki so he can race Langa, he still takes Reki relatively “seriously.” He’s his usual, flamboyant self prior to the race, and he does seem to enjoy himself during the race. Reki is closer to reaching his full potential, but that still puts his ability far below Adam’s, so Adam gives himself a handicap so that he can enjoy himself when he goes all-out to catch up. He also tests Reki’s potential with his very hands-on/violent approach to competing, though Reki ends up being scared off by it initially. But then he recovers and even surprises Adam with his persistence, resulting in Adam trying out a Love Hug on him, which turns out to be the final blow to Reki’s confidence. But Adam can still enjoy himself because it’s a new experience and a new challenger, so he can get a breath of fresh air even though he knows Reki isn’t his “Eve.”

Then, there’s Miya. Although it’s very briefly shown, Adam’s race with Miya during the preliminaries shows that he does have expectations of Miya. He has a cheerful, creepy talk with Miya about how he’s loved all of his opponents--not, in my opinion, in a romantic way, but rather because without them, he cannot fully enjoy the thrill of skating if he’s just skating “alone”--and during the race, he dances on his board throughout as he leaves Miya in the dust. Adam does seem happy when he says that it’s their first time racing together, because that means it’s a new experience for him. But he doesn’t test Miya’s potential to be an “Eve” with his usual grabbing him and forcing him to dance together because he believes that Miya hasn’t reached his maximum potential yet, as shown when he says that he won’t “love” Miya until he “blossoms beautifully.” So he does expect good things from Miya eventually, but he won’t race Miya seriously at this point: perhaps later, Miya could become an “Eve” for him, but not right now.

Then, finally, he has his eyes set on Langa, who is currently the closest to his ideal of “Eve.” Of course, he is aware that Langa is practically a complete beginner since he’s been watching Langa from the very start, but at the same time, Langa has so much raw potential that it excites Adam, so much so that he’s not willing to wait for Langa to fully mature as a skater. Even before the race starts and he becomes convinced that he’s found “Eve,” he shows up with a bouquet of red roses to proclaim his “passionate love” for Langa (AGAIN, NOT ROMANTICALLY), which is completely over the top compared to when he skated with anyone else and shows just how excited he is about skating against Langa.

During the race itself, he clearly respects Langa for wanting to start at the same time despite the very obvious handicap it gives Langa. Everyone else thinks that Langa is insane or stupid, but Adam seems pleased by it--because Langa is rising to the challenge and trying to fight him on equal terms. Yes, Adam holds back during the race because he knows that if he was serious, he would crush Langa (competitively, but not spiritually), but he also wants to see what Langa is made of. Initially, he seems disappointed when Langa is hanging back on the straightaway, which is a “safe” play suggested by Cherry that can’t beat him. But when he tests Langa by grabbing him and throwing them into a spin, not only does Langa not give up, but he actually challenges him back: pulling closer to increase their spin speed while smiling, which Adam is clearly delighted by. Then when he tries the Love Hug, Langa surprises him and exceeds his expectations by escaping it, even though he’s basically still a newbie. And escaping it not by dodging/running away like Cherry did, but by driving straight into Adam and flying over him. He’s willing to take risks and possibly fail, to do things that others don’t expect: a trailblazer for a new era of skating, like Adam (who developed a way to “skate uphill” and “pull off a Love Hug in a turn,” which everyone thought was impossible until he did it).

So Langa has everything that Adam is looking for in a rival: a love for skating that can’t be crushed by anything, a desire to challenge himself against opponents who should be above his ability level, and the potential to exceed Adam’s expectations and become a skater who he might even lose against. So Adam invites him to his world with the rainbow-y eye and is very clearly disappointed when they’re interrupted by the police. At that point, Langa isn’t at the level that he can actually fight on an equal footing with Adam, but it seems that he’ll be there soon, and that’s why Adam “loves” him so much and considers Langa to be his “Eve.”

He’s not looking for a romantic or sexual partner in “Eve,” but someone who can create a new world together with him: someone who can keep up with him, show him fresh possibilities, and breathe new life into what he loves more than anything else (skating). He doesn’t just want a crowd of fans who admire and cheer for him, for all that he enjoys the limelight and is incredibly flashy. He wants an equal.

[strawbabysimp]

Adult Trio as Yanderes HCs

Chrollo

He's so lonely traveling around for jobs, it's an unstable life and he doesn't have any real motivation for doing what he does. But you? You were so interesting. He made obtaining you a sort of game, except this was a far more exhilarating game than he'd ever played before. It was a new sort of mission that required a different way of going about things and that sparked something in him. Something he had been missing and craving this entire time unknowingly.

You quickly became friends with the new charming man in town, he asked you out a few times and it was all going well. He brought you flowers and candies, showering you in expensive gifts that you didn't have to even do anything special to receive. You said he didn't have to do these things but he made it clear he was glad to do it.

It's a very gradual progression as he gets more and more possessive. He'll want you to wear everything he's given you, especially when you go out in public. The way he turns your head to meet his gaze even when you two aren't talking, as if your attention had to be directed at him for fear that your outside surroundings would somehow taint you.

When you bring up cutting your hair differently or trying a new look he's quick to panic, telling you in a breathy voice that that was a horrible idea and you were perfect just as you are. He wants to keep you the same as you've always been since he first met you, only allowing you to change to his wishes, never your own.

"You belong to me just as you are. Nothing will change that. I won't allow it to." His gaze is gentle but his words held an unspoken threat that both of you were very aware of. You were his rock. The only constant in his life and after gaining such a thing he would destroy anything that could possibly take that away.

You come along with him for all his jobs, no point fighting someone when there was no chance of getting away. You had to admit the life was somewhat entrancing; traveling around with a man quick to give you anything you so desired, only having eyes for you, a precious gift. He's never cruel, always so tentative, the darkness only fills his aura when directed at others for you could never do wrong in his eyes. The world was what was corrupt and ever-changing. He was a clear example of that.

Hisoka

Hisoka is the king of manipulation and while some part of you respected his skill, when it's directed at you it's an entirely different story. When it happens it just seems like jokes, small things he says that plant these cruel ideas in your mind, and they just keep building up. When you bring up his comments he laughs you off, saying if you are overthinking things perhaps there is a good reason for it. That was the start of it all.

Your idea of your friends was tainted, the way they smiled at you became a reminder of the horrible things Hisoka said a smile could hide. Your own family made you doubt your worth, thinking you'd never reach their standards. When you walked with Hisoka those harsh thoughts remained in your head but the presence of the magician made you happy, the way he had said you were perfect for him and that he didn't have expectations for you. He simply wanted you and everything you were willing to give. Only he didn't tell you he would have you give everything you had to offer and make it seem as if it was all your own choice.

You went on about your insecurities, voicing the fact that the world could be such a confusing and unfair place. It made him angry. The card would slip from his fingertips, blood rushing to the surface of your skin as the sharpened edge brought about a twinge of pain. Your eyes widen but a guilt fills your stomach. Hisoka had said you were perfect so why did he hurt you? He remains quiet as he walks towards you but his calm demeanor does nothing to calm your nerves. He explains in the sweetest voice a blood-thirsty man could provide - which was the equivalent of honey in vocal form for this gifted performer - that he was not mad at you but your words. To stop putting yourself down and instead direct your hate at the world. Your mind quickly twists things, Hisoka seeming to have had a sweet reaction. He wasn't mad at you. He loved you. He just wanted you to be happy and the fact you weren't stirred something in him. He cared and the world didn't.

He shows you off to the crowds like you're some divine thing. Something to be proud of. You're happy and he gives you a tender smile whenever he finds you in the stands of the arena. He'll dedicate the following bloodshed to you and call out in your direction his words of dedication. It was violent yet loving, a perfect description of the man who you cared for.

The death didn't stop at the stage, however. You'd find him coming home with clothes stained red from a person he never tells you the name of, going on about how he loves you so much sometimes he just can't help but express it. How he makes the last words those people mutter be your name as blood spills from their lips. You grimace. This isn't what you wanted. But what can you do? He loves you.

He lets you go out on your own, knowing you'll always come back. If you don't? That's not even a possibility at this point. Everything you are is his. You placed the very value of your existence in this beautiful man and he eats it up greedily. Without you, he'd starve. You didn't want to be cruel after he helped you accept the world as it is and yourself. The killing never stops but you do learn to accept it. Eventually, a smile finds its way onto your face as he drags a bloody finger across your cheek, leaving a red streak he kisses gently before dragging you to the shower to wash up with him. If the world is already cruel then isn't he just a byproduct? An adapter? Simply someone who has learned to love in a place where even love can't remain untarnished?

Illumi

You're getting kidnapped right off the bat. This man takes you the second he finds any sort of special interest in you as a person. He has this urge to protect you, the same as his own blood, that's not something he can just ignore. He won't be like his father. He won't allow you to rebel against his wishes or run off with another. He'll keep you to himself until you yearn for nothing more. Your cries fall on deaf ears as he looks on at you emotionlessly. This is for the best.

You'll be walking one day, there won't be many people around or none at all, and then he'll just appear. You hadn't met him before, he had wanted to study you to see if the two of you were compatible before he actually moved forward with his plans. One moment he's standing before you and the next you're out cold, a needle placed perfectly in your neck causing you to fall limp in his hold. He cradles you gently against him as he quickly makes his way to a secure home for the two of you. He wouldn't allow his family to have a taste of you. He didn't need their help. They always failed it seemed and he wouldn't have you suffer the same fate.

You wake up in a home straight out of your wildest dreams. You think you're still asleep as you first take in your surroundings. It's simply perfect. Your dream room. Your feet find the floor and as you put yourself upright a voice calls out to you asking if this setup pleases you or if you'd like something different. You're stunned and the ground beneath your feet suddenly feels all too real. The long-haired man comes to face you, his speed inhuman as he soon stands before you. You're scared and you're confused but the night before comes back to you and the explanation is clear. This man had taken you and it doesn't seem as if it had been the first time he laid eyes on you.

As time goes by he stays at your side, quietly observing you as you go about your day in the confines of the home. You'll walk to one room only to turn around and find him relaxed in a different spot only a few feet away. You were never out of his sight. You began to become curious about his intentions, why he was acting so nice - albeit a bit creepy - after taking you away like this. "My parents attempted to make the perfect family through what most would deem as cruelty. It didn't work out in their favor. I thought I had turned out quite nicely but they did not think the same. The closest thing to perfection for them is my brother but even he is not right yet. They treated him far... kinder than me you could say. Perhaps if I treat you even better you will be good for me."

With no way to escape, having witnessed this man's own abilities the first day of your "stay," you adapted to the situation. Becoming docile yet not overly submissive. You were still you and it seemed he was content with your occasional minor defiance and own personal wants or needs. It seemed he only wanted your presence and something about that was far easier to accept. He doesn't force you to do anything but rather encourages your interests and even becomes curious about them himself. While he wasn't much one to talk in the beginning he became more comfortable in your presence. You both had to adjust to the other despite him being the one in control of the situation.

Being with him is a reassuring thing, the little gleam in his eyes as you show him something new or express your gratitude over something he does/brings you has your heart beating loudly in your chest. You had begun to care for him. You missed the world and the new adventures and life you used to live but there was no fighting to be done. You knew what the result would be. In the back of your mind you knew this was wrong and an inhumane thing to do to another person but he seemed so tender with you. You watched him grow into himself and what's wrong with making the best out of a bad situation?

[mariaiscrafting]

Cishet dnf stans are without fail just super gross about it. I've cultivated my tumblr sphere to be so queer that I genuinely forgot how terrible cishets are about mlm ships they deem "attractive". Cishets making homophobic "jokes"........bro that's just homophobia.

I feel like that's so much easier on Tumblr anyways since Tumblr is so disproportionately queer. I can actually stand to follow Dream stans (*cough* looking at you Angel *cough*), George pfps, and some DNFers here because they're mostly queer. Probably the main reason I stopped using Twitter was actually because of all the cishet DNF shippers. I think there's just something about being queer that makes you more understanding of comp het, queer fetishization, being treated as Other, being psychoanalyzed like a lab specimen, and being potentially outed. Subsequently, queer shippers are simply less likely to take DNF shipping a step too far...

There are lots of ways in which cishet shippers take it a step too far. One common thing is fetishization. Contrary to popular-anti belief, not every shipper is fetishizing mlm relationships. But a lot of them are. Fetishization is contingent on a foundational belief that one is consuming media about a certain romantic/sexual dynamic because they find it attractive. To fetishize is to treat a ship as Other, as lesser or more or weirder or "special" or whatever. If one wouldn't treat a het relationship the same way as they do the mlm relationship they're theorizing about, gushing about, drawing about, writing about, etc., then one should reexamine the reasons one is even shipping them, because the likely answer is fetishizing reasons. Another way shippers take it too far is their creepy fascination with all the intricacies of DNF. Like, the analysis of every voice inflection, every mention of the other, every moment they're together, every smile and laugh and facial expression. It's so beyond creepy. This isn't how you treat real life humans. This isn't how you treat people you respect. This is how you treat fictional characters, or toys, or specimens you're curious about. It's absurd.

But those are all things I've talked about a hundred times on this blog. I'm glad I have been able to, too, because it seems so impossible to get through to Twitter DNFers compared to Tumblr DNFers, partially because of the character limit and partially because of what mcyttwt stan culture is like (stubborn, hardheaded, overly protective, significantly more obsessive, etc).

Regarding homophobic jokes... I think a lot of cishet shippers think they can't be homophobic if they are shipping an mlm pairing. Because if you're so open to gay people that you ship them, how could you possibly be homophobic? Isn't that the opposite of homophobia? To that, I respond the same way I respond to cishet men who claim they're not lesbophobic because they like lesbian porn and white people who claim they're not racist because they have black friends and men who claim they're not misogynistic because they love their daughters or wives; bigotry is not solely enacted upon with explicit hatred. Bigotry can manifest itself in many ways, and in the 21st Century, most often that is in subtle ways that implicate one's own view of minorities/oppressed groups as distinctly "Other." You can have a fascination, love, or adoration for an oppressed group, and still be bigoted against them. Love /=/ the inability to be racist, homophobic, sexist, etc. A failure to accept criticism and recognize one's own propensity for homophobia will only lead to making the same homophobic remarks/jokes, failing to eradicate one's own subconscious beliefs that led to one's homophobia (e.g., comp het), and stagnation in one's personal growth.

And yes, if you can’t understand how treating DNF like this obsession, this other-than-human idealized fasion, is homophobic, then you are one of these subtlely bigoted people, and I am begging you to pause, step back, and self-reflect, please.

As always, the usual disclaimers apply. First, not all cishet DNF shippers cross a line in their shipping. If you read this and you don't know if this applies to you, it's important for you to pause and reflect on your manner of shipping. Recognizing when we do wrong is the first step in eradicating homophobia and fetishization. Second of all, for those who don't know what prompted this ask, here is a link to the half-joke post of mine from a few hours ago. Third of all, I am never an expert on any of the discourse I engage in. I'm simply providing my opinion. Fourth of all, this is not meant to be hateful. Yes, I come from a place of extreme frustration and exhaustion towards cishet shippers, but I still think there is capability for growth within the mlm shipping community. I am a DNFer, just a queer one; I read DNF fics, I love DNF art, and I watch DNF compilations. I, too, gush whenever Dream and George act fond of each other. I'm not an anti; I just like to criticize the communities I am a part of because I love the spaces they provide for me and want them to grow and improve through self-reflection and critical analysis. Positive change always starts from within.

Anyways, if you're interested in my other random rants about related issues: here is one of my original takes on DNFers crossing lines they shouldn't and dehumanizing DNF for their own enjoyment, here is a more general take of mine about reading into DNF dynamics with empathy, here is my thing with fetishization (thank you Angel for the input), and here is a long-ass post with queer perspectives on DNF shipping (thank you Xen for the input).

As always, reminder to blacklist /neg or #discourse if you don’t want to see posts like this from me. Take care of yourselves <3

[frederickthegreat]

my thoughts on TUA season 2

(spoilers, obviously)

- opened with Klaus and Ben, my kings. Klaus’s hair looks so weird straightened while short 

- AWESOME opening soundtrack 

- seeing all their powers so controlled makes me wonder how they leveled up to that skill in the alternate timeline. like the only time we saw Klaus use the powers of other ghosts in the correct timeline was when two of them caught him falling out of the sky. however Diego did end up controlling bullets and Allison used her voice to technically kill one of the Swedes

- the homeless man screaming Allison’s name alongside Luther... funny shit

- big teddy bear Hazel

- Elliot was fucking awesome i think he was a great addition as a side character. rip tho :(

- honestly i don’t understand why Diego would WANT to save JFK. like it’s not that big of a deal. does he not understand what messing with the timeline can do??

- Lila... impeccable

- Sissy and Vanya... impeccable <3

- yeah and fuck u Carl

- ugh, Klaus’s beard. disgusting <3

- Ben and Klaus definitely act like they should be, given that they’ve been stuck with each other for over a decade. i’ve seen some people calling Klaus an asshole for not telling his siblings about Ben, which is completely understandable (cause he was an asshole), but I’m guessing it was because he was afraid? that sharing Ben with his siblings would mean that he would lose him to them, or his siblings would find him selfish, or they would ask something of him that he couldn’t give. if that makes sense

- that ghost bitch comment was funny tho 

- to the guy who called Klaus pretty boy at the bar: sir you don’t know what you’re getting into

- Raymond!! he’s such a sweetheart, i really liked him in the show. i’m really happy that Allison has found a bit of normalcy (as normal as the 1960s Civil Rights movement could be). it shows how passionate she is about what she believes in: even though she knows the movement is far from over, even back in 2019, she’s not gonna abandon it

- Allison staring at the moon every night: either thinking about Luther or how the moon blows them all up. maybe both

- of course Luther would be working for Jack Ruby

- awesome cinematography during the mental asylum escape 

- yeah it makes sense that the Handler would still be alive. she was a cool villain. although it would’ve been awesome to see how evil a fish could be

- Diego’s plan was pretty stupid. that’s my boy

- honestly they revealed how Klaus started a cult really well by having one of his followers find him at jail. Klaus, ever the musical aficionado, of course writes his scripture based off of pop songs

- Raymond and Klaus meeting!! that was cool to see how their paths connected

- Lila painting Elliot’s toenails green. ugh i love that crazy bitch

- i LOVE how they incorporated the umbrella man!! tbh i’ve always believed he was the one behind the assassination. Lee Harvey Oswald was framed 

- honestly a bit understandable that Luther was planning on killing Vanya? cause he had no idea who she is now, but them reuniting was actually really sweet. he’s grown up so much

- the Swedes and their cats.

- the Umbrella company building with the nuclear family mannequins... creepy, awesome shit

- baby pogo baby pogo baby pogo baby pogo

- shanked diego shanked diego shanked diego shanked diego

- did anyone else get vibes from Klaus’s episode opening that he was an escort to the old woman? like how he was being shown off at her arm or something and getting out of jail from a call from the governor. idk maybe the lady was just very taken with him, as anyone would be

- Elliot, our helpful king

- Allison and Klaus’s reunion was so sweet!! i’m so glad they got to interact so much more in this season 

- Ben getting Raymond out through a haunting... hilarious

- sweet intimate moment between Lila and Diego

- Ray meeting Luther was hilarious, but i do feel for the poor guy. i mean i’m not in love with my adoptive sister but still

- the sit-in was really well done and beautiful while terrible. the ‘riot’ that ensued was very appropriate for today’s setting 

- D-Dave

- honestly i was scared that Klaus was gonna be overly attracted to him or whatever, which would be weird cause he’s years younger than Klaus, but honestly, at the core he just wanted to save Dave’s life. even if it means never meeting him in a different timeline. he truly loved Dave. and that ptsd flashback was done so well

- i knew Lila wasn’t trustworthy but i didn’t REALLY expect that! 

- Vanya and Luther talking with each other, Luther admitting the apocalypse wasn’t all her fault. beautiful

- the Majestic 12 reminds me of the conspiracy theory that only a few families control basically everything in the world. the Majestic 12 may be based off of that, idk

- idk about everyone else but Klaus’s scorpion and the frog story made total sense to me! frogs ARE bitches

- the diner scene.... ugh. it really shows that the two of them did fall in love and they did stupid in love things, like talking about their family, about why Dave wanted to join, favorite colors, favorite foods, etc. however that’s seen later on when Dave visits the compound

- yes it’s very disheartening when Klaus is attacked, but honestly i think it had to happen, just like the riot had to happen. the 60s weren’t a fun time for lgbt people and poc. it was only going to be a matter of time before the show HAD to acknowledge the consequences of Klaus’s ‘flamboyancy’ in 1963 Texas. it doesn’t make it right or easy to see, but it’s realistic. 

- it also makes sense that Klaus fell off the wagon after experiencing something like that. yes we all would’ve liked him to stay sober, but sobriety and recovery aren’t linear. 

- Allison is so happy with Ray can we please drop this pseudo-incest plotline let’s MOVE ON 

- Texas Grace ! who is not actually Grace rip (i think? i was a bit confused lol)

- the scene with Harlan running off was really upsetting but we got to see those weird light particles that we saw in the first season

- Pogo Pogo Pogo Pogo

- Klaus being a dick to Ben again, as brothers do. i do feel bad for Ben though it must be sooo frustrating. that scene with him and Allison was really sweet and funny tho

- i just have to say that Luther and Diego are so fucking funny this season it’s awesome. like there are a LOT of good lines overall by everyone but they’re hilarious. “At least he didn’t shank my ass” “no bro, he shanked your heart”“Dads part of a sinister CABAL that’s plotting on killing the president.” “a caBAL?”“You two still a thing? *leans in* do we need to talk?” “No, she’s married.” “Woah dude... that’s rough.” and countless others

- the sibling reunion!! 

- Klaus really does get left out of everything tbh

- Ben :(

- sisters and Klaus!! that was so awesome to see. and Klaus’s hairpins, Vanya saying she’s gonna tell Sissy she loves her, their dance sequence, Klaus calling Allison out on that incest. beautiful

- the fucking Swedish cover of Hello was PERFECT i mean i was sad for the Swedes but it was hilarious. there were a couple beautiful shots of the boat on fire though

- god it must’ve been so traumatizing for Allison to be thrust into such a hostile place with no voice and no way to contact her family

-  idk about you guys but long live Team Zero

- calling Ben that he was becoming their father was a bit uncalled for 

- the fact that Klaus didn’t help Dave’s chances, and in fact escalated Dave’s own timeline.. his trembling hands... robert sheehan is an amazing actor

- the Black president bit lmaoo loved it

- the way Reginald spoke to Diego.. i’m gonna throw hands with an old man

- Klaus LITERALLY looked like he was having a seizure and they all just... played it off?? 

- poor, poor Carl. nah fuck him lol

- that bloody opening scene was awesome! and thank god Five got to say fuck. the fact that it was about a candy bar makes too much sense

- Robert Sheehan acting as Ben: amazing showstopping spectacular he’s so talented

- the whole multiple Fives and Luther bit was honestly really funny, and i immensely respect smaller Five over bigger Five. 

- yes Klaus, you survived a family of seven. you got this

- not sad about Carl dying one bit!

- Ben... that was such a beautiful scene. not just the content of the scene, but the cinematography. Ben fading away... Vanya hugging him... ugh. the main takeaway i had from that scene is that at the core of it all, Ben and Klaus love each other immensely. they have a weird, dysfunctional, fucked up relationship, where Klaus is an asshole and Ben definitely shouldn’t of possessed him without his consent, but they’re still brothers, and Ben forgives him. 

- oof Ben’s funeral was hard. also was it just me or did Klaus’s kid actor sound weird? like it sounded like Robert was dubbing his lines 

- all the siblings back together again!!!! Klaus going with Vanya to save Harlan!! Vanya telling him Ben forgives him and that it wasn’t Klaus’s fault Ben got stuck with him!! everyone in the car!!! be still my beating heart

- yeah didn’t see Lila having powers coming tbh. i really feel bad for her she’s had such a rough and traumatic life, especially with the Handler as her only parental figure

- the Swede brother and Five putting down their weapons: “enough.” the Swede wanted revenge for his brothers - an eye for an eye, but there was a mutual understanding between the two of them: they would do anything for their family. if the Swede hurts one of the Hargreeves, Five would never stop coming after him. i thought it was very beautiful 

- mmm Reggie’s foreshadowing coming into play. proud of u Five

- the ending was so beautiful. everyone got closure in some type of way. except now Klaus is alone with nothing but his dog tags :(

- EMO BEN HAHAHA WTFFF?? is Lila in the sparrow academy? why was Ben’s portrait over the mantle piece? did Five disappear?? is the sparrow academy just older versions of the siblings who stuck around?? so many questions

FINAL THOUGHTS

- Ellen Page’s acting consistently blows me away. she is amazing 

- beautiful cinematography, funny writing, pretty good acting. i didn’t like the soundtrack as much as i did the first season’s, but some of it wasn’t bad.

- i’m glad ben got peace, but i’m also glad justin min isn’t gone for good. his social media presence is too vital for us

- i swear to god if they keep treating klaus as a joke and don’t let him get any actual development like everyone else had (he barely got closure with Dave, he reconciled with Ben through a second party) next season, i’m gonna riot. PLEASE i want to learn more about his powers now that Ben is gone. what happened to seeing tons of ghosts when he’s sober??

- Luther and Diego were probably my favorite duo of the season, I’m so happy that they’ve reconciled and are bonding more. 

- just seeing Vanya grow and be happy was amazing 

all in all, really wonderful season. i probably liked it better than the first one. now it’s time to consume fanfiction and maybe finish my own (check out “god doesn’t want him and neither does the devil” on ao3!)

[jawritter]

The Good Wife

Chapter 7

Summary: Y/N, a pure blood Omega is sent to an Omega Compound at only 16 years old to learn how to become a good wife for the Alpha that will chose her one day to be his mate. You were never prepared for the life you are not so gently thrust into when an greened eyed Alpha choses you from the rack.

Series Warnings: ABO Dynamics, Smut, Unprotected Smut, Scenting, Knotting, Unfair treatment of Omegas, Language, age gap, Claiming, Breeding Kink. I don’t want to put to much, because it will give away the story. Appropriate warnings will be placed with each chapter.

Chapter Warnings: Talk of heat, scenting? Protective!Dean, Crowly being a creepy dick, nervous reader, I think that’s about it for this chapter. Oh and I’m sure there’s swearing in there somewhere.

Word Count: 2523

Pairing: Alpha Dean Winchester x Omega Reader

A/N: This entire fic is beta’d by the amazing @deanwanddamons! Thanks so much love! Feedback is golden!! I hope you all enjoy this one!

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It has been two weeks since your heat. Dean had been kinder than you had even considered possible. He was attentive, caring, and overly proactive. He never left your side until your heat had subsided, and he wouldn’t let you out of bed to do more than go to the bathroom and shower. Once your heat had fully abated enough for you to move around comfortably,  he seemed to still stay close to you, as if now your bond was stronger. 

That was one of the worst heats you had ever experienced. You knew it would be bad, but you didn’t expect it to be so intense. 

Dean had been doing some reading while you were sleeping, between feeding you, making sure you stayed hydrated, and providing all the other services your body needed to get past a heat that was so vehement.

He’d told you from what he could find, it seemed that being mated to someone who was possibly your soulmate could cause your heat to be almost insurmountable without your mates’ help.

You had heard rumors  of true mates and soul mates before while in the compound, and you  felt an undeniable attachment to Dean that seemed to only be stronger since your heat. Still, you knew very little about such things yourself. Your education in the compound went from basic home economics to sex education and child training.

Your biology only made you good for one thing, especially as rare as your presentation was, and the government felt that you only needed to know how to keep house and keep your Alpha happy.

Dean, on the other hand, didn’t share the governments, and most other Alpha’s opinion of you. He said that you can further educate yourself as much as you chose to, and even said that Sam would help you learn to do research to help for hunt. That would, of course, serve a two-fold purpose. 

Firstly, it would satisfy your love of books. You loved to read, even before you ended up in the compound, and The Men Of Letters Bunker was in no short supply of books and other reading materials for you to do just that.

Secondly, Dean said it would help you understand a little bit better about the life that you would now be involved in, and would also help you learn to defend yourself against certain threats that may come your way. Though he did think that to be very unlikely because he was virtually always glued to your side. 

Neither of you seemed to like being away from the other for long, and that seemed to just get a little worse the more he knotted you, and the more time  you spent  together. 

You had been spending the last two weeks alone in The Bunker with Dean getting to know your Alpha better.So far you learned that he had a serious love for bacon and pie. He’d taught you how to make “Winchester surprise”, which he’d told you was his mom’s recipe. 

There was also the hand to hand combat training that he seemed to think you needed. Telling you that, “you at least need to know how to throw a punch.” He never pushed you harder than he thought you could handle, and you found that you enjoyed the training more than you thought you would. 

You loved to watch Dean. The way his body moved was one of the most mesmerizing things you had ever seen in your life. He was so agile and quick. He moved with the grace of a dancer, but with the precision  of a lethal, professional killer. You had to  remind yourself that this is what Dean is on a daily basis. 

It was easy to forget that Dean literally killed things for the protection of yourself, and the general public. It was easy to forget that the same hands that were so gentle and loving, where the same hands that destroyed monsters. The combat training seemed to serve the purpose of helping you remember that. It didn’t scare you oddly, and it didn’t deter your feelings for him in the slightest, but it did give you a deep respect for someone that was an unsung hero in his own right, and if it were possible, it made you fall even harder for him than you already were. As strange as that sounds. 

Then there were the lingering  looks, the long talks about nothing, and everything all at the same time. The way your bodies seemed to be connected on such an intimate level, that you knew what the other needed before you even had to say anything to each other. 

Dean said that was also part of the bond, but it  seemed stronger between the two of you than anything he’d ever seen before. 

Sam had stayed away on the hunt he’d ventured out on the day your heat started, and you were pretty sure it was to give you and Dean  some much needed time alone to adjust to your new life together. 

He was due to be home today, as were  Jack and Cas who were coming to stay for a little while to “debrief” Dean on whatever global level catastrophic event that was currently going on while the two of you had been trapped in your own little bubble. 

You were nervous to meet the other people that lived in The Bunker with you, but you were also informed that only one of them was actually “human” for all intents and purposes. 

Cas was an “Angel of the Lord,” and Jack was a hybrid of an Angel and a human. You couldn’t remember the term that Dean had used to describe it. 

You were trained to take care of a household, so you were sure that you could tend to them just as fine as you could tend to your Alpha. The first step in doing that was to fix a home cooked dinner for them when they got here, or at least that’s where you intended to start. 

Making your way into the kitchen, you open the refrigerator door, and take a peek inside.To your surprise, there was only a case of beer and a bottle of water. That means a trip to the grocery store. Your first trip out  since arriving at the bunker. 

You let out a deep breath, and sat down at the bar, thinking about the best way to go about this. The dull headache you had in the back of your head since you’d woken up this morning was not helping  in the slightest, and you pinch the bridge or your nose in order to try and focus on the task at hand.

“Morning,” Dean said, stumbling into the kitchen with his sleep tossed hair and no shirt,his pants hanging low on his hips, showing off the V of his lower stomach in the most delicious way. 

“Morning,” you say, quickly snapping yourself to your senses. Jumping up from your seat, you hurry to the coffee pot, and grab a mug to ready his coffee, wondering how you were going to have breakfast fixed when all that was around was cereal. What kind of wife pours her husband a bowl of cereal, and says, “here’s your breakfast!”

Dean watched you closely, his head tilted to the side, sniffing the air around you with a curious expression on his face as you had him his coffee. 

“Are you using a different shampoo or something?” Dean asked.

Confusion clouded your features, and you were momentarily distracted from you worrying over breakfast. 

“No, I always  use yours,” you tell him with a blush. Dean sat his coffee down on the table next to him, snaking his arm around your waist, and pulling you into him, scenting you along your jaw, and causing a shiver to rush through your body.

“You smell different,” Dean said simply, and your body stiffened against him. “It’s not bad, just different.” 

You didn’t even have a chance to respond before the distinct sound of the Bunker door opening and closing made you nearly jump out of your skin.

“Dean, I’m back!” Sam’s voice rang through the Bunker as he made his way closer to the two of you.

“We’re in the kitchen Sammy,” Dean said, and the fact that you had no food ready became the forefront of your focus.

“Oh, I was going to have your breakfast ready Alpha, but I overslept, and when I got into the kitchen there was nothing here but cereal, and..” 

Dean put his finger to your lips, stopping your babbling just as Sam came into the door of the kitchen.

“Shh, Omega, you do NOT have to wait on me hand and foot. I know there was nothing here this morning, and I don’t expect you to wait on me constantly. You needed to sleep too. I’m perfectly fine eating cereal. We will go on the supply run together while Sam catches up on his sleep.” Dean said, looking over at his brother for the first time since he walked into the kitchen, but keeping a firm grip on your waist. 

“How did the hunt go?” he asked him, just as a man in a trench coat and a younger boy you assumed was Cas and Jack came into the kitchen as well. 

“Good, I assume she knows about our...occupation,” Sam said, giving you a tight smile, and obviously keeping his distance. 

“She does,” Dean said, dismissing the topic that he’d obviously wasn’t too thrilled with you being exposed to anyway. It was his duty he felt as an Alpha to protect you, and maybe your future pups together. Any direct tie to Dean would  put a giant target on your back. You didn’t care though, all you cared about was him. It wasn’t natural to be so irrevocably in love with someone so soon. Yet here you were, head over heels for the green eyed Alpha.

“Y/N, this is my little brother Sam.That guy in the trench coat there is Cas, and  Jack is back there in the doorway,” Dean said, and they all greeted you warmly enough. 

The problem was, even though you’d been trained to deal with this, it was common knowledge that most Alpha’s lived in packs, and even though the only other Alpha in the room was Cas, and Sam was a Beta, you didn’t have a fucking clue was Jack was, and they probably didn’t either. You suddenly felt overwhelmed, as if the little bubble of happiness that Dean and yourself had created had suddenly come crashing down, and reality was starting to stare you directly in the face. 

Two hours later you found yourself pushing a shopping cart down the middle of the grocery store. Dean walked next to you with a list in his hand, helping to load the shopping cart. You hadn’t expected Dean to want to come with you on this trip, but he seemed to want the excuse to be away with you a little more. The promise of Dean taking you  to his favorite diner for lunch did seem to make you feel better. 

Foolishly, you were worried that when his brother and friends returned to the bunker, that you would take second place. Become the made and human knotting toy that all other Alpha men seemed to think Omegas were. The fact that he still wanted to spend time with you every step of the way made you feel a lot better, and calmed your nerves a good deal.

The two of you were standing in front of the frozen food coolers when you heard a voice that caused Dean to growl deeply, and your skin to go cold. Your heart pumped a thousand beats per minute at the sudden reaction from Dean. 

“Hello, Dean.”

You turned to see a man that was a great bit shorter than Dean, wearing a black suit and suit blazer, accompanied by an extraviently cocky British accent that made you immediately want to slap him. 

“Crowley, what the fuck are you even doing alive! You killed yourself, I watched you die,” Dean spat through gritted teeth. Your eyes shot quickly between Dean and Crowley, but you dared not say a world.

“Well, with God gone they needed to balance things out in the empty. It was getting a little, well, full. So they sent me back here to properly run hell. Well, that’s what they told me anyways, I personally think it was to forever torment my mother.”

Dean never relaxed his posture, keeping you safely hidden behind him as the man in the black suit he called Crowley looked around him, flashing red eyes as he caught a glimpse of your face. It was all you could do not to scream. 

“What do you have back there, Squirrel? There was one time when the two of us were besties.It’s a shame and slightly offensive that you want to hide that pretty little Omega that seems to be wearing your mark from me. It’s rude not to introduce us after all.”

Dean snarled at him, taking a step closer to Crowley, his chest puffed out in a threatening manner. He was practically vibrating with the restraint that it took to keep from sending this guy back to hell where he’d come from. 

“You stay away from my Omega, Crowley, or I’m going to send you back to the empty before you even know what hit you.”

Crowley chuckled menacingly, as if Dean’s threat was ideal, and he could care less about the fact that Dean was about to rip his throat out with his teeth. 

“Oh Dean, always with the theatrics. No matter, I’m sure she and I will get to know each other soon enough, until then,” Crowley said, a sickening smile gracing his lips. 

Dean reached for him, but before his hand could grasp his shirt collar, Crowley snapped his fingers, and he was gone, leaving Dean spinning around in a fast circle to look at him. 

Thankfully, no other shoppers were on the aisle that you all were. Your legs were shaking so hard that you were having to hold onto the buggy for support. Dean rushed over to your side, cupping your face in his hands, and forcing you to look up into his piercing green eyes that were so laced with worry. 

“Are you okay, Sweetheart?” Dean asked, waiting on you to nod yes before pulling you tight into his arms. “Come on, let’s get back to the bunker.” 

Dean grabbed the shopping cart, and hurried you towards the checkout, and then to the safety of the Impala that was waiting for you in the parking lot.

So much for lunch, but that wasn’t your main concern currently. Currently, your main concern was the fact that Crowley’s departure seemed to be laced with the promise that you would definitely be looking into those glowing, red eyes that would forever haunt your nightmares. 

Why was he so interested in you? Why did he even care?

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[stuckasmain]

Buffy the vampire slayer season 2 review

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Huge! Major! Mondo! Serious spoilage here people! Keep if you haven’t seen season 2 and don’t want to be spoiled, jump off now. You’ve been warned

✨𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 ✨

literally no one gave them the right for half the episodes in this season and I’ll single handedly fight whoever made me feel like this. So clearly the show was picked up after the first season as it launches straight from 12 episodes to 22. Honestly I love It so far and still do- also spike. Y’all were right he’s great. Just.... just who allowed you to do that finale she’s 17 let her watch crappy movies or something.

[IMG=O3A]

seriously I like just finished and I’m still not ok

𝐒𝐭𝗼𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐮𝐩! 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝗼𝐞𝐬𝐧𝐭!

SLIGHTLY more vampires then season one! This was my more major complaint of season one , but with more episodes they could pace out the story driven - I don’t want to say ‘main plot’ episodes. There’s a equal mix of vampire slayage and ‘living on a hellmouth’ activity’s. I kinda like how you’ll have your more goofy monster of the month episodes then WHAM. Vampires! Emotions! Death! Straight in the gut. However at the same time it feels like it sort of drags a bit. Like everyone’s stuck in this sort of loop of development just like the world. Learn a lesson or evolve as a charecter or some sort of word thing? Next episode it’s kinda ignored and that flaw is back again.

however I am completely LIVING for the Halloween episode.

𝐂𝗼𝗺𝐞𝐝𝐲

Still god tier , next. Ok but seriously I feel it got even better this season and I love it.

Nothing will EVER be funnier then beating a unstoppable demon with a god damn bazooka and a pissed off teenager

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

Buffy summers-

Someone get this girl a hug I swear to god she’s been though it. As much as I adore her and think she’s funny and smart , though cocky , but at the same time she suffers from the development issue I said before. Like she learns a lesson then next episode jumps straight back into the same sort of thing. However this is no fault on her and mainly just proves she has a good heart. I mean if my principle was like that and my own mother was so quick to believe I GENUINELY KILLED SOMEONE/TRIED TO without listening to a single word of mine. I’d loose it sometimes too.

Xander-

Again he’s still my soul. No porn star t-shirt this time :( . Again he’s just he’s funny, he’s awkward but his hearts in the right place. He really is a human puppy dog, who’s more bark then bite too. I also love the detail of him remembering all the military stuff from Halloween but also the “I was a hyena once I can relate to the werewolf :D” I love hyena boy. Also low key self deprecating half the time.

Willow-

Baby angel. Nerd queen. Love her so much omg. I love how sweet she is but also how at the same time she’s decently tough, and then gets all excited when she acts tough. Seriously she’s so adorable I may burst.

Giles-

Also my soul. Father figure of the year. Also, I like how this season began hinting at something deeper then what meets the nerdy nerdy surface. He’s kinda like willow a sweet and awkward nerd however he WILL snap much more often then she will.

Oz-

SETH GREEN! That’s it. Seth green! I love him so much oz is such a sweetheart, though it is kinda like willow dating a male, werewolf, version of herself. Though I’m here for it.

Cordillera -

How she is both developed and the same at the same time. I love her lmao.

Angel-

How do you go from Edward Cullen to dork to evil boy to sad boy. Apparently don’t have sex because you’ll be happy and turn evil kids. Really... who put that into the curse? Ok so yeah on one hand he’s no longer suffering so why have him cursed, at the same time it opens up the chance for him to do the same thing you fucking cursed him for again! Seriously evil him is both entertaining as it is a very punchable face.

Spike-

The guy pulls up looking like that, to that music. I swear it was like Billy Hargrove like a instant “well there going to be good” (as in interesting charecter-) and it was right. I love how he just shows up and is all “ok, what do you do for fun around here” .... “you people have heard of fun here right? Jesus Christ- what do you do? Skeam all day?” Later half after the mid part of the season he sort of Meh’s. However his sarcasm is p e a k.

Dru-

I love her you don’t understand. She’s so creepy and cute , evil and yet understandable. You both feel sympathetic but also worried over what she’s going to try.

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝗼𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬!

the show kicked off and everyone’s dating!

Buffy and angel-

Cute , until it wasn’t. Honestly I like how they got over the tragedy early in the seasons an just got to dating like good god. Honestly they’re cute, somehow Constant make outs and being overly protective works. Then he , you know... goes evil after her - god that’s. That’s one way. I felt so bad for her Jesus. Also the last few minutes when he gets his soul back and he- and she- yeah.

Xander and cordillera-

I’m acting loving their relationship. Something about non stop bickering lead me to think it’d happen. And it did exactly as I thought it would(also nothing will be funnier the Transition of them sliding down in the closet and it cuts to sex Ed class. Nothing will ever be funnier. I am a 2 year old leave me alone.)

Willow and oz-

They’re so cute I’m going to burst I swear. Sweet dorks in love I cannot Handle it I can’t . I love them so much.

Giles and ms calendar-

*Muffled sobbing*

Spike and Dru-

LIVING. I love them. Again, creepy and cute. You don’t need the whole soul thing to have feelings you know? I can’t get over the demon calling them out on loving each other and spike looking so offended.

Ps.

The flashbacks in the last two episodes were great. I demand more. (Also Angels accent and ponytail will kill me im sure of it) just yes.

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Should You Listen to King Falls AM?

(Update at the bottom) 

Lately, I’ve seen a lot people looking to start KFAM and conflicting views on if you should listen. Being a fan for a long time, I’d like to put in my two-cents. I’m not going to tell you if you should listen or not, but I’ll present the facts so you can make your own choice.

Overall:

King Falls AM is a podcast, and out of the hundred+ I’ve listened to, it is definitely my favorite one and I always seem to be relistening to it. Taking place in the small town of King Falls, late-night radio hosts Sammy and Ben have to tackle the weird and whacky. It’s funny, the characters are amazing, and I just love the overall idea of love (platonic and romantic) conquering all. The music is also amazing. While the background music is to die for, this is really shown in their musical episode (which is done right).

Now, while it is my favorite podcast, there are a lot of faults. Representation is mishandled, there are problematic parts, and the creators and actors have had some not-so-great reactions to valid criticism. Also, the story is unfinished and there is no word if they’re coming back after COVID-19.

Characters:

I can’t deny, I love the characters (especially Lily Wright). The characters will worm their way into your heart until you fall in-love. Whether it’s the main characters of Sammy, Ben, (Emily, Troy, and Lily), or the townspeople, you’ll most likely end up loving them. And if you don’t love them, then you will hate them so much you love hating them. I’m going to avoid spoilers, but you will love these characters and feel for them. Even I, the stone-cold bitch that brags about not crying that much over media, ended up crying over them. 

On the other hand, the characters are not the stellar representation that a lot of podcasts have. There are plenty of LGBT characters later on, but a lot of them are stereotypes. Archie, a gay man, is overly camp, and Jacob, a bisexual man, is sex-crazed. Though, I should point out that almost every non-main character is a stereotype, but this can be off-putting to a lot of people. Women are also not represented great. They’re pretty one-dimensional and while they grow, they’re sort of looked-down upon and hated. This changes around episode 90 where it is specifically called out on and episodes 75+ start to change this poor representation somewhat. Though the representation of POC is just bad, with Walt being a stereotypical Native American man and Storm Sanders an alcoholic. There is also a racist witch, while hated by everyone, is still suspicious. 

Comedy:

King Falls AM is also extremely funny. There are several jokes they actually made me laugh out loud (hard to do) and in my relistens I still laugh. The character’s banter is hilarious and I just can’t state how funny some of the stuff is. While some stuff aren’t direct jokes, the absurdity of events are funny. For example, there is a vigilante named the Dirt who is basically a dimestore Batman in BDSM gear. Another thing is that there is a murderous Elf of the Shelf that says some things that are comedy gold. Even later on, they don’t sacrifice much of the comedy for arcs that will tear your heart out.

While the jokes are funny, there are many jokes that miss the mark and are not politically correct. One that sticks out is “Don’t assume my gender.” There are a lot of race jokes (ew) and quite a few on the holocaust. There are also a lot of gay jokes, which while sometimes done right, can make LGBT people uncomfortable. Especially when two characters (Archie and Lily) are made out to be too gay to function and make a lot of sexual jokes. This missing-the-mark is made clear as it is written by straight white men, which really can’t joke about stuff they don’t experience.

Themes:

The themes of KFAM are also good and you can’t ever go wrong with found-family. Love is the main aspect surrounding the show and whether platonic or romantic love, it’s embraced. I really enjoy how Sammy and Ben are able to say “I love you” to each other without it being seen as creepy or “gay.” Characters also grow for the better and are always pushing to be better. They even talk about mental health struggles and pushing each other up to be the best they can be. Lastly, the main storyline is compelling and it opens up for a lot of theorizing and trying to figure out what is going to happen (or what happened).

The themes of found family can be criticized over the fact that several characters already experienced found family due to being gay and already being a family, though I think this one is a little weak (but I included it). Some of the storylines may get boring and it can be a sort of slow-burn as things come to fruition. There are also plot holes (but not that noticeable).

Creators, Actors and Community:

This is the final point and the thing that has made many die-hard fans dislike KFAM and be ashamed for listening to it. Starting at episode 34, there was an episode on Helen Keller and it was essentially making fun of her. Obviously, fans did not like this episode and told the creators so. They did not apologize and basically said, “Sorry you didn’t like it.” Around April or March of 2020, one of the creators retweeted NSFW fan works and people told them how they needed to tag it, etc. They reacted poorly, only for a person to say “Death of the Author” (a literary idea where you ignore the author’s influence on a work), and then the creator freaked out, thinking this was a death threat. These were not the only events, so if you’d like to find out more, I have archived (with my friend) a decent amount on the blog @kfam-tea.

The community is also toxic. There have been a lot of times where die-hard fans will delete any criticism from the subreddit (though this has seemed to stop). These fans also started “attacking” WTNV after Cecil Baldwin (voice of Cecil) made a jab at other radio podcasts. The discord server is also closed off from everyone except those already on it, and they’ve deleted a lot of channels and such. Overall, the community is not the best and it’s quite divided.

Lastly, we don’t know if KFAM is coming back. While they said it was going to start after COVID-19, there’s reason to believe that isn’t the case. The creators unfollowed each other on Instagram and Twitter. There was a Reddit threat where people asked if it was coming back only for Kyle (co-creator) to call them entitled (yikes, I know). So far, there is another podcast made by everyone but Kyle and Trent (the actor for about half of the town).

Conclusion:

The choice to listen is up to you. You may or may not like it, but I’m not going to say this is strictly a terrible or amazing podcast. I think it is both. I fell in love with the story and while it has many, many, terrible warts, I think people should know what they are heading into. I see too many people either praising or hating KFAM completely, and it’s not fair. This story isn’t for everyone and has it’s bad moments, but it also has it’s wonderful moments. To listen, that is a personal decision for you to make.

UPDATE:

KFAM isn’t coming back and it left on a big cliffhanger so maybe don’t listen.