#so dont @ me with nUTHIN

[dailygihun]

day 26 || he is like lily of the valley to me

[itadooori]

staring at gi-hun so fucking loudly rn its not even funny

[kaiju-krew]

Now that the ep10 is out... What did you think of Monarch? For me it was a very good series, I just hope the second season comes soon (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)

i enjoyed it! i appreciated that the writers really wanted human characters that had an attachment to the titans/goji. it may not have connected for me on every level but i did end up enjoying the characters as a whole. keiko & shaw are the standouts for me though. i thought it was beautifully shot and most of the vfx looked really great (goji especially mans lookin handsome)

not getting into spoilers yet but ep10 went hard and i enjoyed the show overall!! i think a second season could be good if they find a good place for it to fit, ill honestly never say no to more lore & goji

spoiler ranting under the cut /o/

GOJIIIIII CHILLLLLLL LMAOOOO?????

the fight was BEAUTIFULLLLL i love when goji is super like, physical during fights?? absolutely adored how much he threw hands and my absolute favourite...... the tail swinging as a counter balance.... i could cry :'')

also i feel like that fight was a great example of why he's the top dog, he coulda pulled the ion dragon apart immediately but it lowkey seemed like he was giving it a chance to back down??? and it kept coming at him so he said bet and took care of that gyaos wannabe. dude shoulda taken the out when he had a chance

i thought the lore additions around hollow earth and axis mundi were really neat, i dont mind the time slippage idea, i feel like it may end up playing into the extended lifespans of titans? but idk that's just a guess

ps. keiko deserves everything and i rly hope she comes back at some point i love her

[pinkprettycure]

@octahyde replied to your post “Like, Ethan's nightmare got a LOT of positive...”:

I’m so so SO glad I stopped posting art for these reasons… it makes me so much happier to not have to worry about this and I hate that you have to struggle bc you’re also marketing

​its so dookie poop from the butt man its one of the reasons i stopped posting art videos cuz ppl only wanna watch redesigns for shit ion care abt so nothing else i draw ever gets recommended lmao 😭

[heylinfanclub]

I got the monies for GAME. But. I also. Wanna be careful. WHAT IF UNCLE ISNT BACK THIS MONTH? I'm prone jumping the gun with stating ultimatums ('last time i ask for consecutive monetary assistance', 'i got a job in the bAG (before interview)', 'ill dO THE SINGULAR BORING TASKS I PROMISED TO'). hffhfhhffhfh. I don't wanna back track if i end up needing $60 at the beginning of the month or somethin... MRHGHGHGHGHG..... but.... The Game.... BARKBARKBARKBARK---

[maybanksprincess]

thank me later - J.M

pairings: pervy bsf! jj x innocent reader

warnings: mdni, oral sex (fem recieving), pet names, soft dom! jj, sub! reader, orgasm denial.

JJ was sitting laying in your bed, while you sit at your vanity adjusting your pretty pink bows in your hair, as your face scrunches up in a focused expression.

as you get your bows to the way you like, you grab your strawberry scented lip gloss, applying a layer to your lips and rubbing them together.

you turn you head to jj, speaking softly "jayjay, does my hair look good?" you ask innocently, not having a clue about the thoughts hes having right now. about how he wanted to throw u on the bed and give u orgasm after orgasm "yeah baby, looks real good." he mutters out.

you giggle and stand up, walking over and cuddling real close to his chest. he immediately wraps his arms around you, adjusting his cargo shorts a little

this doesn't go unnoticed by you, and you speak softly "jayy..what are u doing with ur shorts?" you look up at him with innocent eyes

"nuthin' sweetcheeks, dont worry your pretty little head about it." he presses a kiss to your forehead, looking at the way ur top showed ur cleavage, biting back a groan, he shifts the way he's laying slightly.

you decide to let it go, and not say anything. you continue to cuddle up to him while he traces little patterns on your back.

jj had stolen your panties and bras multiple times while he was over, the following night he would jerk off countless times into them, getting them all sticky and creamy with his seed.

he would never wash them, or return them. they were his

eventually, you start to feel a pooling between your legs. you dont know what it is, you've never had sex or masturbated.

you didnt know what caused it. maybe it was the way jj manspreaded, or the way hes so effortlessly attractive. but you couldnt help but think what it would be like for jj to help the pooling between your legs.

your lost in your thoughts, and your thighs involuntarily clench together, making jjs gaze fall to your thighs. his lips slowly curved into a smirk, knowing what his innocent girl was thinking about.

"whatcha thinkin' about sweetheart?" his country accent lingering in his words

his voice drawls you out of your thoughts. you noticed the way your thighs were clenched, and you unclench them, letting out a nervous laugh. "sorry, was just thinking" you say softly

"yeah? about what sweetie?" his smirk deepens

you pause for a moment, and look at him with those innocent eyes. "what does it mean if u feel wet stuff between ur legs jayjay?"

he knew he had you right where he wanted you. "means you need someone to take care of you sweetheart, you want me to take care of you?"

you bite your bottom lip slightly, "yes.."

he sits up, and gently pushes you onto your back on the bed. he hooks his finger into the waistband of your cute little skirt.

"can i take this off baby?" he asks gently

you wanted him just as much as he wanted you, and he knew that. you mumble out a quick "mhm." and watch him start to remove your skirt and panties

he groans at the sight of your bare pussy in front of him "let me know if this feels good baby, aight?"

you nod, taking your bottom lip between your teeth slowly in anticipation.

he dips his head down, and licks a stripe up your folds, you let out a soft moan, and your hands instinctively fall to his hair to grip it

he takes your moan as encouragement to keep going, and he starts swirling his tongue in figure 8's on your clit, pushing a finger in to test the waters.

when you let out another moan and buck your hips up, he pushes another finger in, and begins fingering you while sucking your clit.

you feel your orgasm approaching as the pretty blonde below you keeps sucking ur clit, pushing his perfect fingers in and out of your dripping hole.

he feels your pussy clench around his fingers, and he pulls his head away from ur pussy, chin and stubble drenched in your arousal.

"nuh uh sweet girl, dont cum yet, imma make this pretty pussy squirt" following his words, he sucks your clit harder, adding yet another finger inside your hole.

after holding off your orgasm for so long, you whimper, feeling yourself have to pee. you try and push jjs head away, but he doesnt budge.

"nuh uh, give it t'me pretty girl." he doubles his efforts, his tongue moving at a relentless speed.

the band in your stomach snaps, and you feel a warm liquid shoot out of your hole, leaving his face soaked in ur liquids.

for a moment, you feel like ur seeing stars. your head is thrown back, your hands gripping his hair tighter than ever.

you catch your breath and then you look down at him.

"t-thank you jayjay.."

"thank me later, cupcake."

[starheirxero]

like literally i don't think i've ever drawn a man that is So Man in all my life. that's a whole person. and i am fighting for my LIFE

The reason Taurus is so feared actually isn't because he has a reputation as a world destroyer, it's because he makes me practice human anatomy and its very scary :(

[wakatoshiiss]

Tendou x reader??? Nuthin' specific, i trust ya!

i appreciate the trust 🫡 let me AHEM

weirdo || s. tendou x gn!reader

cw : mention of past / slight bullying??? tendou and you mess around more than be serious

a/n : i havent written in so long, so this is my trial run, im so sorry LOL

masterlist || requests are open!

shiratorizawa always had this fresh smell to it, like a warm cotton shirt out if the dryer. as you roam aimlessly through the halls, waiting for your boyfriend's volleyball practice to end, you focus too hard on trying to find a speck of dust anywhere that you lost track of time.

your keychains rattled as you lightly jog into the parking lot outside of the huge gym, seeing the brooding Wakatoshi standing near Tendou, who now saw you and wiggled his fingers in the air as a hello.

"sorry, i totally lost track of time!" you said, huffing a bit before fixing your hair and clasping your hands in front of your body.

"ahh, and she makes it alive" tendou almost snickers, resting his elbow atop if your head.

you smile and wave to wakatoshi, who returns the wave, but never the smile, and begin walking to your car. the ground crunched beneath yours and tendou's feet, surprisingly the only sound between the two of you.

he climbs into your passenger seat and sinks lower than usual, arms folding upwards and hands drumming into his chest. you climb in next to him and start the car, the engine whirring the life. you glance over at the little taps against tendou's practice jersey, and chee the inside of your lip.

"ten.., you're quiet," was all you had to say before his head was tilted towards you, lips almost in a pout.

"practice was... phhhh" he blows a raspberry with his lips before looking forward again.

"how come?" you asked, trying to back out of your parking space and continue the journey to tendou's home.

"i just was.. off? Ushiwaka didnt seem to happy with my performance either." he admitted, rolling his eyes and resting his head against the window.

"everyone has their days, ten." you reassured him, silence settling into the atmosphere as you drove.

when you arrive at the driveway, you can almost see the way tendou shrinks down like a sad puppy, eyes twinkling up at yours.

"stay? for a bit?" he asked, leaning forward a bit to unbuckle his seatbelt.

you gave in, shutting the car off and unbuckling as well. now you end up in tendou's room, his body completely laying on yours, chin digging into your sternum. it hurts, but hes comfortable, so you dont bother.

he's quiet again, which is unusual for himself, so you push again; "Tendou. whats on your mind?" you asked, hands running through his slightly damp scalp.

"do you think im weird?" he asked finally, eyes flickering up to yours and glaring, trying to read for the truth.

you blink for a moment, then teeter your head from side to side. "isnt everyone?" you asked, genuinely confused by what he meant.

"i mean... like im a weirdo." he says, shrugging lightly, you can feel the fabric shift between you two, his fingers messing with a loose thread from your shirt.

"tendou, why are you asking?" you scoffed with a small laugh, sitting up slightly to get a more serious look at him.

"goshiki was laughing a bit, and just said ill always be the same weirdo i was when i was a kid, i think thats why im so.. bleh." he pouted again, tongue lightly sticking out at his last words.

you roll your eyes, groaning and laying back down, "ten, listen very closely, yes, you are a weirdo." his eyes perked up, eyebrows raised, "but, youre my weirdo, and im a weirdo too. we can be weirdos together." you explained, smooshing tendous cheeks together and laughing a bit.

the weight on his shoulders lifted, and he dropped the side if his face into your ribcage. "you're impossible to be sad around." he muttered, hands sliding up your shirt snd shoving his fingers into your ticklish sides.

you shriek and flop like a fish, causing his body to flail too, which ends in an endless tickle fight on the floor. you finally rip his hands away and sigh, "cmon weirdo, i know youve got mango mochi, im starved" you raise an exciting eyebrow at him.

"you cant just come here and eat my food." he mumbled, racing you to the kitchen before pulling out the mochi from his fridge.

when served, you two stood at the counter, chewing slowly. you thought for a moment, then bursted out laughing. "Goshiki? he called you weird?" you muster through bites and laughs.

tendou stopped chewing and looked at the way you held your laugh in, before following in suit and laughing at himself. he pulled his phone out and appeared a picture of Goshiki.

"i cant believe i was sulking over this thing calling me weird." he laughed, almost choking.

you leaned your head onto tendou's shoulder and sighed loudly, "hes right, but who said its a bad thing. youre my weirdo" you say, before taking the last mochi and waving it in his face.

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i love tendou and his dynamic is the playful punch and bully type, where he definitely used tiktok slang and calls you big for taking the last mochi.

[drewsprincessy]

loving you was hard.

warnings: angst, heartbreak, anger, crying, mentions of sex, lmk if i missed any!

summary: rafe and reader are in love, but rafe struggles to accept it, he doesnt believe in love.

rafe cameron x female reader

part two.

it had been weeks since the incident at the party you and rafe argued at. you finally stopped thinking about him, but he definitely never stopped thinking about you. he sent you countless dms, even texted you off 7 different numbers that he created just to try and contact you.

he was a complete mess. he hadn't showered in days, he was snorting cocaine like there was no tomorrow, and he was drinking like he never wanted to wake up. he didnt care though, he had one thing on his mind. that was you.

he cried for days and nights, crying himself to sleep. and some nights he wouldn't even sleep.

he was beyond guilty. guilty for upsetting you, making you cry, he felt like he was going to die if he didnt get you back. he loved you, and with this time being away from you, he sees that. he didnt deserve you, he took your kindness for granted, and he wishes he would have been a better man for you. he wishes he really would've commited to you, because he sees now that these chicks do nothing for him. he doesnt even get turned on by the thought of anyone but you.

you'd be sitting in your room, brushing your hair at your organized vanity, and you hear your phone buzz. you pick it up, and see a no caller id. you pick up, curiously. you click the button to put it on speaker

"hello?" you speak into the phone

"y/n. its me, please let me come over. okay? i know you've seen the dms ive been sending you, baby please. let me come over and explain."

you go quiet for a moment, contemplating whether or not you should let him. after a moment of thought, you speak. "um yeah come over."

without another word, rafe hangs up and runs out the house. having to run back in to grab his keys. he comes back out his house and brings his motorcycle's engine to life. he then speeds off into the night, following the route to your house.

he gets there and knocks 3 times, and paces around impatiently.

you open the door with ur hairbrush still in hand, you stand there awkwardly waiting on him to say something.

he scratches the back of his neck, and stutters over his words "uh, can i- um come in?"

you sigh softly "um yeah sure" you step out of the way to let rafe in, you watch as he immediately makes his way through the doorway.

you make your way down the hallway, and open the door to your bedroom. he steps in first, and you follow.

you're the first to break the silence "so, what did u wanna talk about?" you say as you set your hairbrush down on your vanity.

"Uh, I wanted to say that I'm sorry... for a lot of things, well one because um I haven't been the best person to you. and I know your angry because I can't commit to a relationship, and you have every right to be... but for you I want to try. I wanna try to be in a relationship y/n. for you. like none of that hooking up with other girls shit or nuthin.. I want you. just you"

"rafe..i dont want u to just try. if the same thing happens again i dont know if my hearts gonna be able to take it.."

"i know princess, im not gonna do that shit again. a'ight? cmere let me hold you."

as you step closer to him, you can't help but wonder if hes really going to change this time..

-

a/n: this part is sooo rushed sorry in advance :(

[listofwhyyouloveher]

Could we get some angst like where fem!reader and dallas get into an argument and/or go on a break but they can’t stand being away from each other and do the whole confession and kiss in the rain cliche?

Mwah mwah chefs kiss love this i dont know how to cw so uhh fem reader?? use of nickname doll??? fight??? idk bro

It was raining. Hard. The soft pitter-patter of the droplets on the window reminds you of reality everytime you start drifting away.

“I don’t understand, who do you take me for?! An idiot?!” You seethed, knuckles turning white from clenching them too hard. “No, you’re not an idiot, you’re a bitch, that’s what you are.” Dally says pointing at you. He was equally as mad, although maybe for a less justified reason. You had seen him hanging around some red-head. It started as a simple question, but one thing led to another and now it was a full blown argument. “You don’t let me have any fun! No parties, no chicks, nuthin’!” He angrily stated. “We’re in a relationship, Dal! There is no chicks! No parties! Oh my God! Can you use your brain for like a minute and think about how I feel!” You say, putting your face in your hands. Dallas gives you a look before shaking his head. 

“That’s it, we’re done.” He reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a cancer stick and a lighter. “Good riddance, toxic asshole” you huff, crossing your arms over your chest as he leaves.

You replay the fight in your mind, turning it over like a coin in your hand. Was I in the wrong? You think to yourself. Hell no. You affirmed yourself, if Dallas didn’t show up with an apology, you didn’t need it anyways. There’s a sharp crack against your window that startles you out of your self assurance. Another crack makes you look up. On the third crack you catch what it is. A pebble being thrown at the window. You look down at your lawn trying to catch a glimpse of who would be stupid enough to throw pebbles at your window during a storm. Dallas. Of course. Dallas was stupid enough. You quickly open the window, forcing it open quickly. A pebble wizzes by your face and you shoot Dally an unimpressed look. “What do you want, Dallas,” You say. Please, don’t stand in the rain, you’ll catch a cold. Your mind betrays you, you still care about him. “Let’s talk.” He say, voice slightly shaking, although you don’t know if its because of the cold or because he hasn’t seen you in forever. “You’re not stepping foot into my house while you're soaking wet.” His lips quirk up at that, there’s the girl he knows. “Would you like to come down then?” You make a show of mulling it over, although you already know the answer. The jacket is already in your hand by the time you're down the stairs and reaching for your keys. You quickly slip it on and rush out of the house. The rain soaks you before you’ve even reached Dal, the wind picking up speed and the rain turning into heavier droplets. He stands taller than you, by quite a bit actually, but his shoulders sag when you reach him. There’s a few seconds of silence, except for the torrent of rain that was battering both you and him. “I miss you.” He says, quietly. “That’s sweet.” There was a pause before Dally took a deep breath. “I’m so sorry. I messed up big time.” “You seem to do that a lot” You interject. He gives you a small chuckle. “Yeah, I guess I do. But I’m so sorry, really. It’s kind of hard adjusting to a ‘relationship’. I just thought that I could get a head start if..” his voice goes quiet, “if you ever decided to leave me like Sylvia. I thought I could prove I was a tuff guy. I’m not tuff, not really. Especially when it comes to you. I really hate that I’m turning soft or whatever..” He looked up at you, his usually harsh eyes were unexpectedly innocent. “Dallas, you can’t keep thinking that I’m going to morph into Sylvia. I’m not Sylvia, you’ve got to understand, you can’t keep letting this front our relationship.” You hugged your jacket tighter around you. “You’re right, you're not Sylvia, you’re so much more, so much better than she will ever be.” and before you could react his hands moved to your face and he pulled you in. The kiss was, dare I say, “magical”, resparking feelings that you had tried to put out for the whole time Dally was missing from your life. You pulled away quickly. “Please, doll, I’m so sorry for everything, I’m ready to be a better boyfriend, don’t pull away from me.” He nearly sobs. You roll your eyes and take your keys from out of your jacket pocket. “As much as I love the ‘kiss in the rain’ cliche, it’s fucking cold out here Dal,” you smile at him, taking his hand. He wraps his arm around your neck pulling you in again. His hand slips into yours and you realize how warm it is in his arms.

[fangirlstorycreator]

Alastor X Reader

Context: Alastor saves you, and you both, surprisingly grow closer. When you defend him from an old aquatence of his, Alastor's fondness for you grows. But when you find yourself in danger, Alastor will stop at nothing to get you back, especially when your in the hands of one of his enemies...

Contains: Asexual Alastor, Asexual Reader, but romance is involved, swearing, mentions of injury, kidnap, attempted sexual assult, hypnosis, Not for minors

P.S. Anytime you see writing in red, that is when Alastor is speaking with his static demonic radio voice

Part 3/4

The next morning, you wake up, stretching out on the bed. Hearing and feeling those satisfying cracks of your joints, exhaling in relief, now that you had woken up a little better. Sitting up in bed, it's then you remember that you didn't sleep in your room last night, you slept in Alastor's. But where was he? He wasn't beside you? That's when you hear footsteps come from his ensuite bathroom, and in he comes, happy and humming some music to himself.

"Ah! Good morning my dear! Did you sleep well?"

"Yes thank you. How about you?"

"Interestingly, I actually did. You must have some affect on me that allows me to rest and feel tired. If that is the case, I may request you sleeping with me in my bed more often"

"If last night was anyway to go by, I'll be more than happy to do that"

"(Chuckle, sits on the bed next to you) I would very much like more nights like the one we shared together my dear. Since I have been in hell, no evenings have been pleasant or comfortable, except that one"

"I feel the same way (holding his cheek)

"Aaahhh...your touch is so warm (gently holds your wrist) I would like more than anything, to stay with you this afternoon my dear. But I'm afraid I am needed at another overlords meeting"

"Ah, your going to have fun then? (Giggle)"

"Oh ho ho, I wish!"

His eyes softened, looking between your eyes and lips. Tilting his head, he leant in and gave you a tender kiss.

"Wonderful.....I must leave you now. (Stands up and checks his suit) If you have no plans this evening, I would very much like to take you out for a stroll through Cannibal Town. I know a wonderful place that makes cocktails. Would you like that?"

"I'd love that Alastor"

"Splendid! Well my dear, I bid you a good day"

He made sure not to leave without bowing, and kissing the back of your hand. Oh, how can one guy be this charming? You couldn't help but giggle, even as you left his room and went to the lobby to see everyone, that happy, warm feeling was still there, and it would take a really bad day for this feeling to stop. As you talk and hang out with some of the others in the hotel, Alastor had just started walking down the street to his meeting, but he didn't notice Angel walking on the opposite road, and into the V's tower to start work. Poor guy looked exhausted, rubbing his eyes and holding a coffee as he walked into the studio, not making eye contact with anyone, not until he'd had his first coffee of the day. Sitting down on a sofa, Angel sips his drink and flips through his phone, texting Cherri, when someone walks up to him, and suprise surprise, it was his least favourite person.

"Morning baby....."

"Hi Val"

"Awww, is my star feeling a little tired?"

"Uh? No-no! Ain't nuthin I can't handle big V"

"That's a good boy. In fact....for being such a good boy lately...why don't I reward you with a day off today?"

"Wait? Seriously?"

"Of course Angel baby. Why dont you follow me to my office, and I can write in the diary that you can have a holiday today"

"Uhh...sure"

This was veeery strange, even as Angel followed Val into his office, he knows Val is never this nice, well he's NEVER nice! Closing the door behind him, Angel was suprised to see Vox in Val's office, sat waiting for him.

"Hi there Angel. How's it going?"

"Uh, hi Vox. Things are fine, I guess"

"Good, good. So? Val's giving you a day off hm?"

"Yeh, seems like it"

"Great! That's great! But....I just wanted to ask you a teeny weeny favour. If you want a day off, that is?"

"Sure, what is it?"

"Just take a seat, right hear"

Vox asks, pointing to an office chair. Angel has no choice but to do as he's told when he's in Val's studio, but it was strange being told by Vox instead. He sat, waiting for Vox to ask for this favour, but it was not what Angel was expecting. Assuming it was something sexual, he wasn't expecting anything different. That was, until Vox walked up to him, leaned in close....and suddenly started hypnotizing Angel. He couldn't speak, couldn't move, his eyes were just like Vox's, he was completely under his control.

"Good boy Angel. Now listen to everything I say....and do....exactly...as your told...."

Later that afternoon, you were sat on the sofa with Pentious and Husk, they were arguing, and you were doing your favourite thing, reading.

"Look, I'm just sayin, your weapons are shit compared to my gambling cards"

"How dare you?! I'll have you know I purchase the BEST weapons from Carmilla Carmine!"

"They can be from her or any other weapons dealer, it doesn't change the fact that Vaggie won't let you use them."

"But I-"

"Guys! I'm trying to read hear! If your going to argue, can you do it somewhere else please?"

"My bad Y/N, but you know I've got a point right?"

"Weather you do or you don't Husk, Charlie said the lobby isn't a place for arguing. So, if your going to keep doing this, please do it somewhere else"

"Our sincere apologies Y/N, perhaps I can show Husk hear, what REAL weapons look like! Gambling cards are NOTHING compared to one of my cannons!"

"Pfft, yeh right"

Thankfully, the sound of their arguing was now a distant sound as they leave the lobby, now you can read in peace. Reading was definitely your favourite hobby, and Charlie's hotel library was filled with so many classics. You were currently reading another old favourite of yours, called Of Mice And Men, it reminded you of your project's, good times from school. Being so deep in your book, you didn't notice Angel coming back into the hotel. But he wasn't himself, infact, he was a lot slower, and seemed a little dased.

"Angel? I thought you were at work today. What are you doing back?"

"IIIII....aaammm.....not working...today..."

"Uh? Are you alright? Your talking really slowly. And your eyes, they look all cloudy. Oh god, have you taken something?"

"Uuuhhh.....yes! I've uhhh.....taken...some strooong drugs...."

"Oh no, let me get you a glass of water"

"No no...I uhhh....I know what I need.....it's uhhh....it's in....Alastor's room"

"Alastor's room? What's in Alastor's room?"

"Mmyyyy....upper drugs....yeh....I took...tooooo many downerssss.....I need my uppers...it'll fix me right up"

"Why are your drugs in Alastor's room?"

"Uuuhhh....he...took 'em....when I was....pissin him off....."

"Well, you do push his buttons Angel, I'm not surprised he took your drugs. Alright, what do they look like? I'll grab them"

"IIIIII'l come with yah....and help yah"

"I think you should sit down Angel, you really dont look well"

"No no...I insist...c'mon..."

He started heading up the stairs, even if you weren't going with him before, you definitely would have gone with him just to make sure he was ok. So you did go with him, watching him carefully, making sure he didn't pass out or have some issues. This was really not the Angel you knew, what kind of drugs had he taken? This was Angel after all, taking anything he could get his hands on, but his behaviour hear, was next level. You held your hand behind his back as you both walked to Alastor's room, just incase he fell or stumbled, he was your friend, and you didn't want him to get hurt. You both enter Alastor's quiet and unoccupied room, fire place still lit, balcony door wide open, and a little radio music still softly playing in the background.

"Ok Angel, you said Alastor took your drugs. Do you know where he might have put them?"

"Uuuhhhh....maybe by the-(shakes his head) The fuck?!"

Angel's eyes suddenly changed, from a tired hase, to his normal pink eyes, almost as if he'd woken up from sleepwalking. But it only lasted for that brief moment, then his eyes were hazy again.

"Angel? What just happened to you?"

"Nnnnnothin baby....I'm gooood..."

"No. (Walking up to him, holding his face) Angel, are you in some kind of trance? This doesn't look like drug affects anymore"

"I'm fiiiine baby....(shakes his head) I....I-nngghh! I-fuck! (Shakes one more time) Nngghh-aah! What?! What the fuck?! What am I doin in hear? Toots? How'd I get hear? Why are we in Al's room?"

"You mean you don't remember? Angel, you came into the hotel in some kind of daze. You said you needed your upper drugs from Alastor's room because he took them. Don't you remember that?"

"Gnnhh...(rubbing his head) I don't remember that at all. All I remember is goin to work, talking to Val then-"

Angel suddenly goes quiet, his face pale, worried, like a dear caught in the headlights.

"Angel? What's wrong?"

"I...I remember Vox talkin to me....Val, he...he said I could have the day off, if I listened to Vox. Vox looked right into my eyes, everything went all dizzy, then-oh shit! Y/N! Behind you!"

Angel pulled you towards him, in hopes to protect you from whatever was behind you. You looked around in a panic, and there, two figures had climbed on to the balcony and into the room. And not just any figures, Vox and Valentino.

"Well well well...it seems your little whore is good for more than just a fuck Val..."

"Yes...he is...good boy Angel....now move out of the way so we can take what we need...."

Valentino said, staring into your soul. It made you feel sick to the stomach, your body shakes with fear, and Angel could feel that as he held your hand, standing infront of you in a protective way.

"Babes, I swear, I didn't know about this! I had no idea they was gunna come hear! All I remember was Vox lookin at me, then-"

"Then I hypnotized you, made you lure her to a place alone, where we can take her"

Vox replied. Val chuckles in a sinister way, taking very slow steps closer to you and Angel.

"Val please! She's my friend! Please don't hurt her! I-I'll do anythin!"

"You can shut the fuck up, you little whore!"

"No, Val!-"

Val punched Angel, right in the face! Then threw him against the wall like he weighed nothing. Poor Angel was knocked out when he hit the floor.

"Angel!!"

You scream, running over to him, in hopes you can help him, protect him. But Val grabbed your arm, pulled you away from Angel and threw you infront of Vox. Who stood infront of you, staring down at you on your knees.

"That little whore served his purpose...and now it's time for you"

Fear pumped through your veins, desperate to run away, you stand, and try to make a run for it. But Valentino grabs both your arms, pinning them behind your back so easily with his one long gangly arm. His other one grabbed your neck, making you face Vox. You whimpered in fear, while Val just chuckles evily in your ear, leaning in close and smelling at your neck.

"Get the fuck off me! Let me go!"

Vox took a step closer, smiling as he watched you struggle in Val's tight grip.

"Your ours now, you little bitch. Alastor's gunna to know, not to fuck with me again...and what better way to do that? Than torturing the only woman he's ever given a damn about"

"Your wrong! I'm nothing to Alastor!"

"Don't bother lying to me...I saw yours and Alastor's little dance under the starlight....you can't protect him, and he can't protect you....your ours now"

"I'll never be yours! Now let me go, or you'll regret it!"

"Oh really? I think you'll find I-"

Anger surged through you, hearing his voice made your blood boil, and because of that, you spit right into his eye, not letting him finish his sentence.

"Ghah! The fuck?! You stupid little bitch! You'll pay for that!"

"Go fuck yourself! You pathetic wide faced fuck!"

"Oh no little lady...(reaches into his pocket) your the pathetic one!"

Suddenly, he lunged at you, covering your mouth and nose with this damp cloth. You struggled to breathe, it smelled awful and was slowly making you dizzy. You writhed and panicked in Valentino's grasp, but no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't escape. Your vision was slowly going dark, you were on the verge of passing out, but as your sight darkened, you heard the last words from Vox.

"Alastor's gunna see who's really incharge hear! And you....are about to feel a whole world of pain..."

And just like that, you were out like a light. Floppy and unconscious in Valentino's arms, he let you fall to the floor, both him and Vox stand over your body, smiling proudly.

"I like her....a little lady with a fire in her....one I like to fuck with"

"You can do with her what you like Val, once I've had my turn. What are we gunna do about him?"

He asks, seeing Angle still knocked out on the floor.

"Ah fuck him. He's had worse, trust me. And there's no way he'd squeal, he knows how much punishment he'd face if he did"

"Fine. Grab her, we need to get out before anyone sees us. But first....I'm just gunna....leave my mark in Alastor's room......"

Meanwhile, Alastor had just walked out of the building where his overlords meeting was being held. He was walking beside Zestial on his way back to the hotel.

"Come now Alastor, would thou not accompany me? Perhaps partake in some refreshments?"

"Oh I would love to my good man, but I'm afraid I have the company of a wonderful lady waiting for me back at the hotel. It was a pleasure seeing you once again, till next time"

Alastor happily carried on towards the hotel, humming some music to himself, the thought of you in his mind. He did have time to spend with Zestial, but he wanted to see you instead. His mind filled with the memory of the dance under that stars, his many kisses on your perfect lips, it made his smile even more noticeably than usual. Pulling open the hotel door, he announced that he was back to everyone who was in the lobby.

"Good day to all! I hope everyone is in fine spirits-oh? My my, what seems to have happened hear?"

Alastor asks, seeing Charlie hold an ice pack to Angel's head, all of the others looking worried.

"I say Angel, did you fall down the stairs? Or maybe took something that impared the logical part of your brain? Causing an unfortunate injury?"

"Al.....Al I'm sorry. I swear, I swear to god I'm so so sorry. I tried, I didn't want it to happen. I was hypnotised and I-I couldn't fight back!"

"I say? Whatever are you talking about Angel?"

Poor Angel looked scared to death, So Charlie decided to tell him instead.

"Alastor? Maybe you should sit down"

"Oh, I'm afraid I cannot sit down right now my dear. I have Y/N waiting for me to return, I must go and see-"

"Al....something....somethings happened"

"Whatever could have happened that could delay me from-"

He stops. He notices everyone is hear, except you. Seeing the worried look on everyones face, including the guilty look on Angel's.

".....What....has....happened?....."

"Now Alastor, before you get angry, just know that none of this was Angel's fault. He was hypnotised. And when he was able to-"

"WHAT HAPPENED?!"

"Well....uhh....ok ok. Angel went to work, and Vox hypnotized him. And he didn't want to do this Alastor! Angel had no control!"

"What.....happened?.....

"........Vox and Valentino took Y/N"

"THEY'VE WHAT?!"

"Ok ok! Alastor! Just take a breath-"

"Take a breath?! Charlie! Why didn't you send for me the moment this happened?!"

"I was going to! I swear! But when I came upstairs to see what all the noise was about, poor Angel was knocked out! We had to help him!"

"Al, I swear, I didn't know they was gunna do that. Vox put me under some kinda spell or somethin. And I didn't know what was happenin, till me and Y/N were stood there! I swear! When they came in through that window, I tried to keep her safe! I begged Val not to hurt her! But he threw me against the wall, then.....then I woke up down hear. And Charlie has this ice pack on my head. Al I swear, I didn't mean for any of this to happen"

"Are...you....telling me....that Vox hypnotized you....in order to kidnap Y/N?..."

"I'm so sorry Al....I tried....I swear"

Alastor's body went tense, anger filled him, he struggled to utter a word, grabbing fist fulls of his hair.

"Alastor, Angel is sorry, and we can think of a way to get her back, I promise. We just need to keep calm, think of a plan-"

"Vox...will pay...for this....."

Angel plays with his ice pack, worried Alastor will be angry with him.

"Al, I'm really sorry. And hey, I'll even clean up the mess they left in your room when they-"

"What?! This happened in MY room?!"

As quick as a flash, Alastor ran up the stairs to his room, closely followed by Charlie. Upon entering, he saw the devastation that was left behind. His room was destroyed, his bookcase, crushed and broken, fire place filled with pieces of furniture, his balcony window smashed, and there...on the bed...was a note from Vox.

How does it feel huh? How does it feel? Knowing that your never going to see your precious little girlfriend again! Me and Val are gunna have some fun with her before we kill her, just know that everything that happens to her, is your fault. And don't even try coming to the rescue. If me, Val or anyone even thinks your in the building, I'll snap her neck! Have a fun afterlife without any happiness radio dick!

The note burned into a bright green flame in Alastor's hands, his rage was far too strong, and he himself created this unearthly scream, almost like a wendigo in a haunted forest. His eyes turned black, his teeth sharper, punching the walls of his room. Even Charlie's calming words didn't help him, nothing would. In his rage fuelled state, nothing was stopping him, that is, until he stops...something in the corner of his eye catches his attention. Tears filled his dark eyes as he leant down, to see the radio trinket you got for him, all smashed up, damaged by Vox before he left. The anger slowly dissipated, but turned into sadness, tears pouring from his eyes, turning back to red from black. He held the pieces of that trinket close to his heart as he collapsed to the floor, crying uncontrollably. Charlie slowly approached him, resting a hand on his shoulder as he wept.

"I am so sorry Alastor. I promise we're going to get her back, even if that means calling my dad"

Wiping his tears, Alastor looked at the trinket, memories of you flashing in his mind. Dancing with you, you giving him his trinket, your laughter and him holding you as you slept. He felt this surge of power in his chest, determination.

"No my dear.....leave it to me..........Vox is about to learn what happens.......when you mess.......with the radio demon....."

After what felt like many hours later, you finaly start to stir. Your head feels very heavy, like that feeling when you get ill from the flu. Your eyes were seeing this new environment, blurry, weird shapes, then eventually, your clear vision was back. You had an awful headache, felt queasy, and it hurt to move, but why was it painful? Looking behind you, you notice your hands were tied together on a pole behind your back. Even with your wriggling and pulling, you couldn't get your hands out of this weird stuff. It wasn't rope, it looked almost like cable's, or TV wires? Whatever it was, it was hurting you the more you moved. Taking in your surroundings, you see this strange room you've never seen before, there were large photo frames on the wall of Vox, Val, and their advertisements. These large columns surrounding the room, and love hearts around the walls. This must be the V's building. Of course it is, they kidnapped you, where else would they take you. You remember what happened now, Val holding you against your will, Vox drugging you, and now you were tied up, and in definite danger. Turning suddenly to the door, in walks Valentino, he's smiles at you smugly, and menacingly, your stomach twisted at the sight of him. He kept eye contact with you and he walked through the room, standing by the window, blowing smoke from his poisonous lips.

"Nice to see your finaly awake baby girl......do you like it hear? I hope your all....cosy...(chuckle)"

"I'm about as cosy as a diabetic being given a sugar overdose"

"Oooh, there's that feisty side of you. Even coming around after being drugged, you don't back down"

"What the fuck did Vox put in that cloth? Jesus christ....I feel like I wanna throw up"

"Ah yes, that's a little something of mine I made. Sometimes, I need to get...new recruits...so to say"

"New recruits? You kidnap people!"

"Eh, kidnap is such a strong word. I prefer recruiting. I'm giving these pathetic sinners a chance at earning money, having a career, fame"

"Yeh, against their will. I'm guessing anyone who refused you, would face dying all over again?"

"Clever girl. I give them a choice, but it's up to them to make it"

"I promise you now, no matter what you think is a tempting offer, I'll never deal or work for you"

"Hm? Oh! You think? No no no baby girl....your hear purely for our enjoyment"

"Our?"

The door swings open, and in walks Vox, looking as smug as ever. He couldn't contain the smile on his face when he saw you uncomfortable, sat on the floor and tied to the pole.

"Ah! It seems our little sleeping beauty is finaly awake. How are you feeling? Hm? Did you sleep well?"

"Sleep well? You drugged me you mother fucker!"

"Ah ah ah, your not really in a position to be saying those things to me little lady. Your in our building, under our control"

"Go fuck yourself!"

"Hahaha! I love that anger! Don't you Val?"

"Oh I certainly do Vox. It makes the whole experience, that much more enjoyable...someone who's easy to break, isn't as much fun to play with"

"Your right. And I hate to say this about Alastor, but at least he has good taste. Your quite a cute one aren't you?"

"Cute, Vox? She's stunning. Let me have a turn with her first"

"Ah ah, not yet Val. I think she needs...a little roughing up first"

Vox knelt down to you, grabbing your cheeks, getting a better look at you. But what he didn't realise, was that he was a little too close to you, and you were still very angry.

"Such a pretty little face. It's a shame were gunna have to-"

With one quick and heavy move, you headbutt him right in his face.

"Ghah! Fuck! Fuck that hurt!"

He shouted, stumbling back, holding his now cracked screen. A trickle of what looks like blood is coming from the corner you hit, but you just smirk, glad that he got what he deserved from drugging you.

"You stupid fucking bitch!"

"That's for taking me you wide faced prick!"

"Oh hoho, your gunna pay for that! Val!"

"Mmmm...."

Vox holds a cloth to his face, but that's not what your focusing on, because now Val was getting closer to you. He knelt to you, grabbed you by the throat, and slowly squeezed, not letting you breathe, frightening you each second he grips you.

"I...am going to enjoy.....destroying you......what I put Angel through in my videos, is nothing compared to what I'm going to put you through!"

He pushes your neck away, letting you go, where you gasp for air, pain coursing through your neck, tears flooding your eyes.

"(Coughing).....heh......(laughing)"

"What's so funny?"

"You....stupid moron....whatever your plan was to 'destroy' me, won't work"

"Oh really? I think you'll find that by the time I'm through with you, you'll never wanna have sex again"

"I'm Asexual you stupid bastard! I've never had a sexual thought in my life or afterlife!"

"Uh?........Vox? You didn't tell me this bitch was Asexual!"

"I didn't know that shit!"

"You said you saw Alastor kissing her!"

"Yeh! Yeh she was! She must be lying!"

You groan in annoyance.

"For fuck sake. Asexuality can be different for everyone. People all think that Asexual's never have sex, but there are some Asexual people who do. It all depends on how comfortable the individual is. As someone who works in the porn industry, surely you'd know that?"

"I work with sinners who like to fuck! Not freaks like you!"

"Your calling me a freak for knowing what I do and don't like? That's not me being a freak, it's me knowing who I really am. Unlike you"

"...What do you mean by that?"

"Isn't it obvious? Clearly, when you look in the mirror, you see a successful overlord who thinks everyone loves him. When the truth is, you are a narcissistic, abusive bastard who ruins the lives of anyone you come across. Your sex workers in your studio fear you, not respect you. And anyone who does to them, what you do, in my eyes is an absolute cunt!"

Val and Vox look at eachother, no emotion at all, it seems they're stunned by what you had the guts to say to Valentino. But that was, unfortunately for you, the calm before the storm. In one swift move, Vox smacks you across the face so hard, you hear ringing in your ears, and you spit out blood. He's in your face once again, seething in his eyes, choking you to within an inch of your afterlife.

"You can say all you like....radio bitch.....we don't care that you don't like sex...your ours tonight! (Tightens hand) But I want you, completely broken before I let Val loose on you.....and before you think that ANYONE is coming to your rescue, just know that the moment any of mine or Val's guys even think someone is coming hear to help you.....you'll be dead before you can scream Alastor's name!.........Now......(rolls up his sleeves) Let's get to the fun part....shall we?....."

Meanwhile, outside the V's tower, Alastor is stood, filled with a wrathful vengeance. He wants desperately to save you, but he knows the risks involved. He must think carefully about what to do to, in order to get to you. Knowing that if anyone in the tower sees him, your done for. So? In Alastor's mind, what better way to get in and not be noticed, than this little idea. Noone can tell Vox or Val that he's there, if the people watching out for him.....mysteriously disappear.....Engulfed by his shadow, Alastor sneaks in, hidden in the dark, lurking and watching out for anyone who may be there. Just coming down the corridor, one of Vox's guys, holding a gun and looking out the windows for Alastor. But unfortunately, this man was the first to go. Sneaking up behind him, Alastor's demonic form looms over this man, and he's devoured by Alastor in seconds. The same happens with other men who were armed and on the lookout, all, one by one, being picked off by Alastor, moving further and further up the tower, towards you. There were 3 men holding very powerful guns outside the door to you and the V's, but even that didn't stop Alastor. His wendigo form morphed infront of them from the dark, letting out this unearthly screech, but the men didn't even have time to pull the trigger, before they too, fell victim to the radio demon. Panting, fists balled up, black angry eyes staring the door down, Alastor knew you were there, and he knew he had to be careful when approaching Vox and Val, because he would give anything for your safety, anything. Bursting through the door, Alastor's evil eyes caught sight of Val and Vox, who backed up when he entered. They were both shocked, and annoyed that Alastor was able to break through the security, but he wasn't searching the room for them, his eyes fall on you. There you were. Tied up in TV cables, your hands, your arms and waist. Red raw choke marks around your neck. Two black eyes, blood drops on your head and cheeks, tears streaming your eyes, arms and legs bruised and cut, shaking uncontrollably from what you've just gone through, and Alastor had never felt such fury. He was about to approach you, but Vox's cables tightened around you, he couldn't come close without you getting hurt even more.

"You have only one chance to release her Vox! Or I swear, I will make you regret your entire existence!"

Link to final part

[kkpup]

Critter!Ccino's Café Residents [pt 6]

[pt 1], [pt 2], [pt 3], [pt 4], [pt 5], [pt 6]

Notes from Ccino:

Before I established my actual cat café, it was just me and a few cat's I already had from a handful of places, Bluebell is one of them. He's an intelligent, soft tempered cat (as is average with his breed) but is good at correcting overstepping boundaries, which makes him ideal for getting a feel for/socializing new residents. This happened to be the case with Mirror, who didn't seem to know 'how to cat' as Killer put it, but her behavior and confidence wildly improved after they were introduced! Bluebell is honestly one of my favorite cats and many of our regulars agree with that. He does have, mm, preferences in personality. Not that he's ever aggressive! He just has significantly lower patience with poor mannered cats- like Hurricane! (...or Killer, actually) but his growling is mostly for show, Bluebell really doesn't bite.

Notes from Killer:

I think he hates me :'((( he won't play with me or take treats from me or be pet by me or nuthin!! Hes a lil chunky but doesn't over eat, hes dosnt take shit from the other kibbtys but never instigates, he likes cuddles but isnt clingy- its like, purrfect cat traits! So why does he want me dead :sob: this level of hard to get is unreasonable for a cat, cats love me!!! And i stfg if ccino tells me that same bulshit line about 'ehh its not u he just needs to get use to u' after being here for ovet FIVE FUCKIN YEARS IM GONNA-

[the rest of the passage is scratched out, theres a scribble in the margins about these notes being for future volunteers/employees and what constitutes appropriate information.]

[[It'll most certainly be ignored]]

Extras!

Srry for the sudden art style change, i needed to do a warm up with it for smth else. I also very much dislike it but if i go back one more time to edit somthing this will certainly never be posted. I did have fun trying to figure out how to incorporate those lik eyebrows in a more realistic art style without it looking stupid, might still look stupid actually but i dont care.

Bluebells name was provided by @greyshadow567, though was originally name Guantanamo Bay by... actually no, i refuse to @ them, they aren't invited.

bluebells personality may be based off critter!swap sans (Shire<3) but his looks are based of my siblings detestable son

Evil creature.....

On a side note, i *tried* to do the drawing in one layer (minus text) but i got nervous about the eyes and made em in a separate layer so i could move em around easily. But then i remembered id ALSO need a layer behind it for the outline and my plan was ruined :p

[pumpkinsy0]

that post you made about soda and papercuts wedding made me start thinking 😈.... hcs for papercut wedding?? :D

papercut,,,getting MARRIED????? tch,,,

•ponys SO uncomfortable, like he wants to do it but like he has to b ROMANTIC???? in front of the gang?????? ew, he’d rather b taken out back and dealt w

•same thing w curly, hes barely lovey w tim and angela when theyre all alone, if u think thats magically changing im sorry but ur so wrong, AND FOR THISE REASONS☝🏽☝🏽☝🏽thats y i think the wedding wouldnt b allat long, but also bc theyre kinda impatient and dont wanna stand for that long

•darry and soda r willing to put their feelings aside for this, dare i say, i dont think theyd b as upset as ppl say they would b, at some point, theyve gotta let their own feelings about the relationship go, i dont think it would b like 100% gone but it certainly has decreased a lil, at some point u just gotta b happy for em

•thats what inspired that post btw, but also, weddings just get soda in a mood yknow???

•curlys the one who wants to splurge (i hate that word so bad.) on the wedding a lil but cause i mean THEYRE getting married, meanwhile pony just wants to keep it lowkey, so theres this in between of it

•for suits, i dont think it was anything special, but pony did have a corsage to make it more interesting, switch it up a bit, maybe they both did!!! one if em on the chest and the other had it on the wrist

•look not everyone can b a groomsmen, ill say darry walked pony down the aisle but him and soda was a groomsmen together, and tim and angela were curlys groomsmen,,,or groomsthem, everyone else was part of the sitting thing goin on in weddings

•YES, there were empty seats for ponys parents, for curlys???? i say hes not much of a mamas boy anymore and he fucking hates his stepdad so its like whatever they dont get seats, it was some other ppl occupying the shepards seating part of the wedding

•pls dont even get them started on vows, both their vows were like “yea i love u, ur pretty cool” and like i said, it WOULD probably b a BIT more romantic if both their families werent RIGHT there</333

•when pony and curly cut the cake, i feel like it just dissolved into a small food fight, just a tiny one, somethin lil light, nuthin too crazy,,

•they kept a slice of cake and their wedding toppers :D

•darry and soda have unlocked a new kinda teasing from curly btw, just bc its been years and they got married doesnt mean the teasing over, this is a life long thing here

•angelas still upset brah, how the fuck did curly get married before her, id b so pissed if i was her😭😭, BUT curly did give her this make shift bouquet of flowers as like a “u’ll get there one day, champ”

•tim was more of a planner, he didnt have much to do AT the wedding, he just rlly observed, but he and curly did have one hell of a talk after the whole thing

if ur wondering who proposed and how, technically it was curly, but it was more of a “hey do u wanna get hitched” scratches neck “sure” thing than the traditional way of it all

[morgsdrew]

CMON I SAID SORRY.

I LOVE YA AN WHY AM I ALWAYS THA ONE NEEDIN TA PROVE IT

i didnt say nuthin when ya were talkin ta that conner kent boy on here. i coulda. ya dont even say ya love me anymore.

fine go fuck round with yer friends. im mature enough ta let ya hang out with friends. wonda what ya call that kent boy? maybe thas where ya goin. nah nah its chill its fine

im so so so mature.breathe breathe breathe

i know you said sorry but it’s still up to me if i wanna forgive you right away and right now im feelin’ like don’t wanna forgive ya right away so !!

don’t drag conner into this & i literally said i love you multiple times. you’re bein’ so dramatic today …

[davekat-sucks]

To be fair to Karkat, while I don't defend the sexist remarks

*proceeds to defend the sexist remarks, say karkat has every right to be a bitter fuck, while also framing jade as a thirsty homewrecker that is desperate for dave to "rawdog" her, and saying she's so disgusting that that's why he doesn't fuck her, and the main party to blame for the RETARDED war that was used as an excuse for Karkat to commit genocide*

nah dog, i'm tired of the karkat stans, they are truly as bad as dave's thirsty fangirls that said terezi was at fault of being abused and that she cheated on him with gamzee, that dave did NUTHIN WRONG in breaking up with her and not defending HIS GIRLFRIEND from gamzee or helping HIS SISTER with her alcoholism and putting all the responsibility onto Kanaya. all while karkat did fucking NOTHING either.

karkat was ALSO the only canonical homewrecker that was so fucking horny of getting his micro penis wet that he always butted between jade and terezi's relationship with dave, and complained like a whiny bitch about how neither of those girls liked him better than dave, all while also writing a fucking SCHEDULE to quadrant share terezi with dave. because he never fucking saw terezi as anything more than a fleshlight, same goes for jade, because while jade was crying with jadesprite over their own mortality after sacrificing herself for John, Karkat's weasely ass got horny while he imagined them kissing. he's disgusting.

and if you don't agree, answer me, WHY did they switch this aspect of Karkat and gave it to JADE and ROSE, so they could frame BOTH OF THEM as a horny desperate homewreckers that want to molest/sexualize him and useless uncaring wombs, instead of MAKING KARKAT ACCOUNTABLE OF *HIS* OWN FUCKING MISTAKES?

because they are sexist, and want to sell merch of karkat getting rawdogged by dave.

so no anon, i dont give a single fuck about what meenah's dildo has to complain about.

go through the karkat tag on this blog or read this post on everything wrong surrounding his writing, i'm tired of this bullshit of woobyfying this manchild because everyone gaslight themselves into thinking he was always a good character.

https://www.tumblr.com/davekat-sucks/778993336378966016/look-im-sorry-but-i-just-cant-get-over-this?source=share

Very well said, Anon.

[vivicas-dollhouse]

Drive

A Brim (brian thomas x tim wright) fluff fic

Desc: camping is the ideal way to spend a first night together, and isnt it lovely to be with someone you love on this perfect of a night?

CW: none, just some nice fluffy brim :3

773 words, enjoy~

Driving down the winding dirt road was always calming to tim. The quiet chirping of crickets put his mind at ease, and the seemingly endless emptiness of the countryside was comforting in a way. The fact that if you disappeared and you had been alone, no one would be able to find you without some damn good looking. Thats why he always brought brian.

Tim brought the truck to a halt, the old brakes making the terrible noise it always did. Brian winced, the sound grating in his ears.

“Well, we are here!” Tim cheerfully chirped, taking the key from the ignition. “Looks like its a clear night. You wanna get the fire going and ill set up camp?”

“Cant we just rest first? Im exausted, ive been up since 3am.” Brian groaned, leaning back and rubbing his eyes. His expression lightened as he remembered the joy that had kept him awake, their first night together as an official couple. Tims warm smile was what he got to wake up to, and the idea had become all brian could think about.

“You can rest love, ill get camp ready. Ill set up the sleeping bags in the truck bed and you can lay down ok?” Tim said, cupping brians face in his hand. Brian smiled, and tim went in and kissed his lips. They stayed like that for a moment, leaning over the car console not quite making out, but not one kiss. It didnt have to have a label, they were both blissfully soaking up the moment where the moon was the only light they saw.

Tim pulled away first, a dopey smile on his face. They gazed softly at each other, brians nose crinkling as he stared.

“What are you looking at loverboy?” Brian teased, ruffling tims hair.

“Nuthin, lets get you situated,” he whispered, climbing out the car into the tall grass. Brian followed, slamming the red beat up trucks door closed. Tim unhooked the tarp over the truck bed and began unloading the camping supplies, emptying it while brian began gathering dry sticks.

“Babe, you can lay now,” tim called out, the sound echoing slightly through the air. Brian had walked a fair bit away, so he jogged back with his arms full of sticks. The warm feeling of being called ‘babe’ kept him warm enough, but he knew they needed a fire to cook, so he passed the wood to tim.

“Thanks love,” he smiled, hopping into the truck bed.

“Of course, let me know if you need more pillows. The lanterns in the corner.” Tim said, reaching for his hatchet to clear the grass. Brian laid back on the mountain of pillows that he had made tim bring, making a content sigh. He gazed up at the stars, the quiet air filled with the sweet music of crickets slowly lulling him into a light slumber.

“Psst,”

Brian jumped, quickly calming as he saw it was just tim crawling into the truck bed with him.

“Jesus tim you scared me,” brian teasingly scolded, rolling onto his side to face tim. Tim stayed quiet, brushing a stray hair out of his face. “Whats up?”

Tim laughed nervously, sighing. “The matches got wet,” he sheepishly grinned, rubbing his neck.

“Tim…” brian sighed, pinching his noses bridge. “What are we gonna eat?”

“Well, we can either go into town and get something or we can eat this entire box of granola bars at once,” tim playfully smiled, trying desperately to make light of the situation.

Brian sighed, a smile creeping to his lips. “Lets just eat the granola bars, towns a hour and a half away.”

They sat up, tim grabbing the granola bras from the food chest at the end of the truck bed.

“Of course they are peanut butter,” brian rolled his eyes, flopping back down to the makeshift bed.

Tim unwrapped one, taking a bite. “Whats wrong with peanut butter?”

“Just dont like it is all, its just a personal thing,” brian mumbled, watching tim eat.

“Well,” tim laid back, looking over at brian, “ill get you an extra big breakfast ok?”

Brian smiled, planting a kiss onto tims cheek. “Deal,”

They laid there a moment, absorbing the cool night's atmosphere. The quiet hum of insects filled the air, a gentle reminder life was indeed around despite their distance from civilization. A gentle breeze rolled by, and brian found himself grasping tims hand. He wasn't quite sure when it had happened, but as he dozed off, he muttered the words “i love you,” before being wrapped up in tims arms and falling asleep.

“I love you too bri,”

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Song behind the title: drive by incubus