#that and i'm hugely paranoid about being annoying and talking too much about one thing. aaagh

[nrilliree]

https://www.tumblr.com/nrilliree/747663914665459712?source=share

It's really crazy how much TG lives in their own fanfiction.

This person also refuses and seems to understand that it is misogynistic that Rhaenyra ended up with a nickname equivalent to Maegor simply for arguing about taxes. Something that was advised to her by a man on her council, not even her idea. And what else could she do anyway ? There was no more money because the Greens took everything ! But obviously, it's all Rhaenyra's fault. Also, I find it hard to understand how the TG are good sovereigns when we see how they manage money ?

Also, the simple fact that she doesn't seem to accept and understand that Rhaenyra had more than half the kingdom on her side ? That the Greens weren't tied or had a majority ? She almost acts like everyone obviously wants to support them.

She advocates neutrality while she is openly TG, it annoys me.

Anyway, coming from a person who thinks that I can't read and don't know anything about the GRRM universe simply because I told a simple truth ; namely that women could not become Kingsguard. A truth according to her that is false because since Visenya created the Kingsguard, apparently that means that women can be too ? Sorry, but how can we seriously support such a stupid thing ? It's not because Visenya created the Kingsguard that women can become one! In the era of ASOIAF / GOT a woman can't even be a knight ! So Kingsguard in the time of Rhaenyra ?! Make me laugh !

She's also exactly the kind of person who will try to explain to you that Rhaenyra can't be the legitimate heir because apparently there is no legitimate heir under the pretext that the law is vague. Stupid, the only real law that matters is the word of the king. It kills me that they are trying so hard to deny it ?!

I'm not going to talk about our least favorite troll, so I won't refer to her statement, but rather the general attitude among TGs.

Alicent's mistakes and crimes are explained by the fact that it was not her fault, but the evil men around her who coerced and manipulated her. She is a victim of evil men. Rhaenyra's mistakes and crimes are Rhaenyra's mistakes and crimes. The end.

This is what some people think.

This can be extended further to other TG characters: Did Helaena go crazy and commit suicide after her children died? Poor thing, it was completely explainable, the death of murdered children is a huge tragedy that will devastate everyone! Rhaenyra went crazy and paranoid after the death of her children? This is no explanation! You can't explain this to her, she's a terrible tyrant!

Rhaenyra's reign was not good, but there was much more to it than the fact that Rhaenyra "is evil, spoiled, narcissistic and generally yuck." People accuse her of not being a feminist because she didn't decree that from now on all daughters would inherit on an equal footing with sons… Do any of these people even know how emancipation developed in the real world? It didn't work that way. Rhaenyra was to be the first woman in power. It was the first step, and true emancipation often takes generations. In Poland we had Jadwiga of Anjou and guess what? She took the throne as a king, not a queen, so she could rule, and that didn't miraculously result in women being treated equally to men from then on. Rhaenyra listened to her advisors and therefore did not decree that daughters would inherit before sons or cousins, because she knew she could not make too many changes in one moment. She listened to the advisors, but it was still her fault. It's just as much her fault for stealing the Driftmark from Baela and Rhaena… even if Corlys preferred to legitimize his bastard and make him heir rather than give the inheritance to Laena's daughters! Rhaenyra is fully to blame for the riots and dragon slaying, even if the Shepherd was simply looking for a suitable excuse to overthrow the rich and lords. It wasn't even about Rhaenyra, and if Aegon had been on the throne then, there would have been riots anyway. The Shepherd would simply find another reason! For example, the fact that people were starving and Aegon built golden statues of war criminals…

She realizes that Rhaenyra was not a good queen, but that was due to the situation. War, lack of money, riots incited by the Shepherd, and on top of her own emotional problems that resulted from almost her entire family being killed. If someone doesn't see it, he or she is simply a TG pro, not a "neutral" person who, strangely enough, justifies only one side of the conflict.

[knullanon]

Do you have any headcanons for Eve and Mark sharing a darling? I feel like it’s a match made in heaven (or hell depending on how you look at it qoqhjahahaha-)

i'm alive. i'm sorry this took so long, and if you like it pls reblog thank you guys, i love you all :')

mark definitely has more jealous moments than eve. in fact, eve is pretty good at hiding when she's jealous, which is rare, because she spends so much time making sure that you won't leave, and she's pretty confident that you won't leave them.

mark tries to make sure as well, but he definitely has doubts in his abilities so he doesn't have as much confidence as eve, therefore he gets jealous a lot more easily, and it's not fun. he goes from this dorky man to creepy man who doesn't stop the weird stare that has 6 different emotions in one look.

eve, on the other hand, while she does have some self esteem issues, she's also just like "man fuck this" and tries to focus on you. she doesn't necessarily get jealous, she does get a little annoyed whenever someone else has your, lets say, attention.

by that I mean has big issues with people talking to you in a flirty manner.

however, it's better to have her there, because she can see that it's the other person who usually makes the first move, not you. mark, on the other hand, looks like he got hit by a car whenever he catches someone trying to flirt with you.

self esteem issues are big in him, so when he sees you, with someone who's flirting with you... he kinda goes ape shit.

he'll walk up, act like you two need to go somewhere, and then give you the cold shoulder for the rest of the day, eventually it comes to a head, and you'll both get into a mini argument about the whole thing, which usually leaves eve to clean it up for you both and act as a mediator.

now, about the relationship itself, both are actually pretty good. as partners, at least. mark is usually a dork, who talks a little too much, and is almost like a puppy dog around you. he likes talking about his day, what he did, and then he'll let you talk about yours. he figured out he likes hearing you talk, so he likes letting you ramble on, and if you stop talking to try and let him talk he just nods for you to continue on talking.

eve is probably understanding as hell for you tbh. she's basically marks (or yours, depending on who you are) adderall, being like a control in an experiment. she's also always there for you if you ever need her, and believe me, with both of them being heroes almost 24/7, that's a huge statement of love.

I thought about mark and eve kidnapping their shared darling, but honestly, I don't think either would do it. mark has definitely brought it up a couple of times when he became paranoid of you leaving them, but eve would definitely not be on for that. while yes, she could create a cell for you n stuff, she realizes that would be the opposite of what you would want, and also, mark has vv big paranoia. like, it's bad. so she would also take that into consideration.

besides, things are going so well at the moment, there's really no need to. the only time they would do that to you is if they a) killed/hurt someone for you and you found out and disapproved, or b) you were in danger. while the latter in easier to brush off, the former would be a difficult situation for eve and mark to get out of.

which is also why if they do, or basically when, because they would do something like that, eve makes sure that there is nothing left behind. she'll disintegrate something into dust if need be so that no one would find out.

basically the whole relationship is mark being a friendly dork who has low self esteem and high paranoia, while eve has a friendly and loving façade set in front of a vv scary girlfriend.

mark and eve disagree on a little too many things when it comes to you, but they eventually land on a conclusion for you. remember, the thing that binds them together is not only their love for each other, but also their obsession with you.

[timeoverload]

My brain has felt like it's been malfunctioning the past few days. I have been all over the place emotionally. Today wasn't even that stressful other than having to stay late for an add-on. I'm not sure what my problem is. I've been getting irrationally upset about things that people don't usually get upset about. My mind has been racing all day and I feel weird but I've been trying my best to act normal. I keep having these repetitive intrusive thoughts and a lot of them don't make sense. I'm not sure how to describe it. They haven't been bad thoughts necessarily but it's annoying me because I can't seem to shut it off.

I've also been thinking about my mom a lot today still. I decided that I'm going to try to go see her this summer. I think she is in North Dakota. I'm sure it will be difficult to contact her or plan anything with her but I need to figure it out. I need to see her again because I don't think she is going to be around much longer. I don't want the last memory I have of her to be bad.

The last time I saw her was horrible. I'm not here to talk shit about my ex but he ruined it. A few years ago my mom was getting evicted from her hotel and she asked me to come get her cat (Harry) because she couldn't take him with her. She refused any assistance from us and wanted to run instead. My ex drove me out there to pick him up and knew she was very sick but he still tried to argue with her when I begged him not to. She was already in a shitty situation and he was very cruel to her. He's not a very empathetic person. They caused a huge scene in the middle of the hotel hallway and it was humiliating. People were coming out of their rooms to see what was happening. After that he grabbed the cat and ran to the car screaming the whole way. He didn't really let me say goodbye to her and I couldn't hug her because of the state she was in. He was also paranoid someone called the cops. After that he fought with me half the way home and never apologized for any of it. Harry was traumatized for months after that too. He thought the way he acted was justified because of how she had acted in the past but it wasn't ok. She's still a human being and she's still my mom and he had no right to disrespect her like that. I'm not sure if I will ever totally forgive him for that incident.

She hasn't been herself since 2005 and has progressively gotten worse over time but she has always had problems. It's not her fault. Schizophrenia is such a terrible disease and I feel like it destroyed our family. The lack of mental health care in Nebraska is disgusting. She wouldn't be homeless in North Dakota if there was a safe place here for people like her to go. She got kicked out of every facility she was in here but the staff in those places were not trained to take care of her either. I know I could never live with her again but I want her to be safe and have her needs met. She has a lot of physical health problems too and I know she is suffering. I wish she was closer. I know that despite all the shit she put us through she is still a good person and I love her. I wouldn't be who I am without her and she still taught me a lot.

I don't expect to have a meaningful conversation with her when I see her but I want to give her one more chance to come home. I would figure something out for her if she agreed to it. I don't think she would go for it but it's worth a try. Even if it doesn't go well, I would like a chance to give her a hug and say goodbye.

I'm really hoping I can get my brain to calm down so I can sleep tonight.

[olibavee]

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i don’t know what happened, i just decided to play skyrim on a whim a week ago and for some reason my brain decided to develop a disease in the span of 3 hours and now it’s all i’ve been able to think about even though i’ve been playing this game since 2012 but was p casual about it until now. this might sound silly but i was actually scared when i woke up the next day because it happened so suddenly and i’m really not sure what caused it. 

[draconicks]

the lost boys as parents

TW: Cussing (Once)

Author's Note: This was an anon's request, but I can not find the ask. Also, this is unedited because I'm too impatient, and the gif is mine.

David -

David would be a strict but still playful father. He would be the kind of dad that would yell at their children to stop doing whatever it was that they were doing and would then smile at them to let the child know that they were joking.

However, the child I feel like would know when he was and wasn't joking. And if they were purposefully pushing his rules/limits, he would immediately lower down to their level and then very firmly explain to them that what they were doing was wrong and if they kept it up, they would get all of their privileges taken away. That would pretty much do the trick, because he meant all privileges (none necessities though).

I honestly do not think he would physically punish his child, to be honest. He's a huge softie at heart, as are all the Boys, and I feel like seeing them in pain or seeing them cry from something he inflicted on them would shatter his heart. So, he always tries to go down a still effective, but still less harmful method on punishing them, because his worst fear is having them be scared of him.

He would be very protective of them when they are at a young age. He would just - babyproof the cave and wouldn't take his eyes off of them because he would be so paranoid that they would die if he turned his back for one second. And I feel like that is why he sort of became co-dependent on Dwayne, since he trusted him most when it came to his kid.

If his child was to come out as LGBT+, he would be fully supportive, even if he didn't understand it completely. He would respect their identity and pronouns wholeheartedly, and I'm not going to lie, I feel like he would sort of know beforehand, because David is just that way. But, with his child, I feel like it would be a lot more heightened.

"What do you mean you already knew?"

"I just do, okay? I made you-"

"D a d -"

Dwayne -

He would be extremely patient and understanding the entire way through, because he was the eldest of 4 siblings, and he had to raise them basically, so Dwayne already sorta knew what he was doing, if that made sense. Only this time, it wasn't his baby sister or baby brother, it was his fucking kid.

He doesn't get mad or frustrated that easily, but he does get stressed. So, if they were to start acting up or behaving wrong, he would get really shocked *insert pikachu face* and even a bit confused, but then he would start to get really annoyed fast if they kept it up. Finally, he would scoop them up and take them over to his motorcycle, basically putting them in time-out for the rest of the time they are outside of the cave.

Similar to David, he can not bring himself to physically punish his kid. He had attempted to once, but his hand literally swerved the other way, and he felt horribly guilty. After that, he just didn't even bother trying to spank them or slapping their wrist. He just - couldn't do it.

While they are growing up, he would let them have as much space as they needed, but he would still peep his head in to ask them if they were alright or needed anything. If they were ever down or angry about something, he would coax them out and talk to them about it, asking them what happened, how it happened, etc.

He also loves to read them stories and such! He would do the animated voices, the dramatic pauses for more effect, and he would even tell the kid to do it with him. He also would read the story as much time as desired, and he also would read it until they would eventually fall asleep, but as soon as he moved...

Paul -

He is extremely stoked and excited the entire time they are growing up, always excited for them finally getting off the motorcycle by themselves, finally zipping up their jacket up for the first time. Just, you know, little stuff like that, and he is their number 1 supporter - hands down. Even when they are feeling negative, he still is cheering for them.

He cut down on the drinking/smoking when he started raising his kid. He hardly ever smoked/drank afterwards, and not because he was always busy with his kid, but also because he didn't want to be a bad influence on them. And, that goes for David, too. He had a serious talk with him about his little smoking habit.

If they were to ever act up, he wouldn't even register it, because he would be spaced out. But, once he realized what was going on, he would simply frown and shake his head at them, telling them, "You're not being very nice. How would you feel if someone acted like that to you? It wouldn't feel very good, huh? >:(" and the kid would basically stop acting up, because their dad isn't smiling for once.

He is extremely affectionate as a father. Everytime he sees his kid, he always jumps up and engulfs them into a bone-crushing hug, and would call them his 'little champ' for waking up or brushing their teeth or something. And then once he was done, he would go back to bouncing around the cave like a boomerang, excited and jazzed up again because his serotonin is soaring.

He teaches them how to take proper care of their hair and how to do monthly trims and safely dyeing it. He's quite nervous at first when he had to trim their hair for the first time, and Dwayne had even offered to help, but Paul told him no. He had this. And as soon as he made the first snip, his confidence both skyrocketed and crumbled, mainly because, hey! He did it! And there is no turning back and he could mess it up :)

Marko -

He was quite scared to be honest. His worst fear was to possibly screw his child up on accident because of him being accidentally being too angry or being overprotective while they are growing up. He had overprotective parents, and he still is recovering, and that is possibly his worst fear is to not break the cycle. But, he doesn't do that :)

He teaches himself how to cook (he's being productive for once) and he ends up staying awake all day, teaching himself how to make certain dishes for his kid. Once he fed them his cooking, he immediately became overwhelmed from the compliments and reassurance he had gotten from them, and he returned that with a gracious thank you and a peck on the crown of their head.

And, when it comes to punishments, he's just like David. He can't hurt them physically, he can't stand the thought. But, he is a bit more indecisive, though. Because, on one hand, the little episode that they are having will be done and over with in about 20 minutes, but also, they need to learn not to do that. So, he goes with David's strategy, just to be on the safe side of things. Afterwards, he always makes sure that they know that what they did was wrong and that they wouldn't do it in the future.

He sometimes takes them out of the cave and has nights with them alone. It's very peaceful and necessary to be away from the Boys sometimes, and he always takes them with him. And once they are alone, they sit down side-by-side and just talk about whatever is plaguing their minds. And that is Marko's specialty, is just listening and bonding with them.

He also makes sure to teach them self-expression. It doesn't matter to him if they shave their head, bleach their eyebrows, name themselves Toe, or even do something as awesome as that, he would still support it. Always. He just wants to be supportive, like Paul, and he wants his child to find their place in the world that they live in, because Marko never had a place until he found David. And he doesn't want that for them, he just desperately wants what is best for them.

[bookofmirth]

Hi

I'm not up to date with all the drama in this fandom bc i tend to scroll past it. But being a reader of the books before I landed in these fandoms, I'm utterly shocked about how people treat eachother.

I'm very neutral on this stupid ship war going on. I tend to fall more for Elriel. But I understand everyone's opinion. I used to read all the book analysis, but now it just seems so exhausting. I get that people love books and ship different people. That's normal, everyone has different taste etc i'm just here trying to understand why we need to bring other human beings down in order to push our own narrative.

Since when is it okay to do that???? Can't we have a normal conversation without sending death treats?

I normally don't really respond to anything that involves drama. But these last couples of months have gotten me to dislike the books more and more solely because of these, may I call them blandly, horrible people.

And i'm very sad to have to admit that i'm also getting sick of the art of the multiple ships. Which that's horrible because I love what all these amazing artists create. But the hate they receive and the comments just make me hate it all more,this whole fandom with all these toxic people ruining it for me personally.

Can't we all just agree that we like these books, and respect eachother as human beings, no matter what everyone else thinks? And maybe wait and see what the author writes? In the end it are still her books and she will have the final say in everything.

I wish SJM would release the next book sooner so all this hate would stop, then again i don't know if it will stop. They will likely continue and probably bother SJM too...

Thank you for listening to me ranting, you always seem very nice to people with different opinions, so I thought i might as well rant a bit too.

Have a lovely day!!

Hello! Thank you for this message! I think it's really helpful for people to see because they can see the impact of the things they are doing and saying in the fandom. There are a lot of people who feel comfortable being vocal in the fandom, but I gotta say, if I were just joining now, I'm not sure that would be me. I wonder how many people walk in, take a look around, and walk the fuck back out. I probably would.

I got on my soap box a little bit because I was thinking about some of the things you've said!

I was just talking with some friends, some of whom I've been in the fandom with since 2017, some who are newer. And we all 1000% agree with you. It's so, so frustrating that the fandom has gotten so nasty to the point where we've become so separated from each other that we can't have a single civil conversation. Where people of color don't feel safe, and where a lot of the fandom doesn't even seem to care about that.

When I first joined the fandom, there were definitely people who shipped one way and people who shipped another, but we were still able to have conversations with each other. There would be these really, really long posts that were chains of people commenting on posts and reblogging, then someone adding on their thoughts, then op would respond, etc. Yeah, the posts were super long to scroll through, but there was so much engagement, ya know? And it was genuine, too. We could disagree or say "hey OP I like this point, but have you thought of X?" And it was great! (I even have a tag for it, #long post tag, because I once got an anon who was annoyed at how long my conversations with people would be 💀so I made that tag for people who wanted to block those posts.)

I'm not going to pretend it was perfect - there were definitely people I didn't get along with. But that wasn't a fandom thing, that was just a personality thing. And I never in a million years expected those people to fly off the handle and start attacking me anon, or to ss my posts to make fun of elsewhere. Now, that's a constant fear hanging over everyone's heads.

It has created an extreme echo chamber. I would genuinely like having those old fandom discussions where people would comment - in the open, on reblogs - and then we could all engage in that discussion in public. Now, all of that discussion happens in private, in groupchats and Discord. And don't get me wrong, Discord is super fun. But it also means that 1) people who aren't in those groups have no idea wtf is going on when we vague, although I try not to do that anyway, and 2) when people are in those groups they egg each other on to be worse and worse. Worse than they would have been if they were on their own and didn't feel like they had a group of people there to support their asshole behavior. tbh, I have to check myself sometimes and think, "would I do this if I hadn't just gotten into a rant conversation with friends on Discord?"

And what you said about fan art, it's so frustrating!!! Since when did fan art become a battle ground??? Since when did the appearance of fan art = a win for one ship or the other?? Why can't the comments of those arts ever just be nice and appreciative of the work someone has put into it? Honestly, it makes me paranoid to write fanfic, too! I mean, is that next???

I totally agree with you that we should be able to respect each other as people. We used to be able to do that. I hate to admit it, but I have so many people blocked now because I just don't trust them. I don't trust them to be civil, I don't trust them to be able to see my posts, I don't trust them to even read what I've written without misconstruing everything I've said.

I'm not sure if people realize that there is a big difference between this:

I don't like X ship

And this:

People who like X ship are delusional

The first one is okay! It's normal! Like you said, we all have feelings and interpretations and stuff we would prefer to see or not see!

The second one, not okay! Stop insulting people, people!!!!

The idea of engaging in a normal, healthy debate with a huge portion of the fandom is such a foreign concept to me at this point, and it never used to be. There could be a lot of reasons for this. And I always try to avoid pointing fingers because I know that not everyone is like that, though I'm sure I have slipped into that from time to time.

I think it would help if we stop seeing each other as a gwynriel or an elucien or an elriel, and start seeing each other as individuals. When acosf first came out, I started noticing a trend where people would send me asks and write them as if they were writing to every single person who ships elucien, or as if they were writing to every single person who holds a certain opinion about Azriel. It was really confusing at first, and I'm gonna request that the fandom stop doing that altogether, to everyone. If you want to engage with someone, engage with that person, not your idea of who they are and what they think.

I'm down for conversations where we talk about the series and what might come next as possibilities, because that's all this is, so far. Anyone who says that "X thing will never happen" is making some bold claims, and it's really off-putting to people who know that that's not why we are here. It's not a contest where we "win" canon. It's fandom, where we talk about what we like and what we don't like and what we want and cross our fingers and hope.

EDIT I wanted to add on one thing - a lot of this behavior is incredibly shocking and disgusting and I think that we, as a fandom, need to be better at 1) calling it out, and 2) not assuming that whoever did X horrible thing represents all people from that corner of the fandom.

I hope that you have a lovely day as well! And that the fandom doesn't get you too down. @heleencollier

[belphegorbillickin]

Honestly, I love Mammon but I'm sick of his sweetness. I see him EVERYWHERE, and it's like the others don't exist. I like it when characters lose their calm you know? Esp that time when we reject Satan's pact, I really liked how he got worked up over such a thing lmao. And of course, most of the ones who tried killing mc had stupid reasons, except for Lucifer imo, but since when did demons make sense?

Alright, sure, they can still be sweet, but imagine if they ACTUALLY were dark characters. Corrupting human souls, selfish desires, blah blah. I'm not saying they can't love mc, ofc they can be sweet and lovable, but that doesn't mean they'd lose their normal habits and quirks. You cannot differentiate between them and normal humans now. The traits that would portray them as demons isn't there.

And perhaps yes, routes would've been fun. Right/wrong answers? Seems legit lmao. But like you said, the characters could've been done so much better.

I liked them at the start, now that I think of it asmo was never really what he seemed to be at the start, but in the recent events to me, at least, he's all but that. Diavolo, Barbatos, they have potential to be dark characters lmao. Asmo too, esp abt Helene, he sure was manipulative. Seeing Satan just be about cats/books upsets me bcuz he's one of my favs, and like you said, I feel he could've been a MUCH better character, plus idk he seems like he could be dark too. Other than beel & mammon, and I really don't know about belphie since he's become pretty sweet now, I feel everyone else could be written as characters with darker, more fitting demon personalities.

Though I love how we can go on about one topic for ages lmao. Lmk if my rambles become too annoying lol – 🍹

Don't worry about it, I really enjoy talking about it and I'm the queen of rambling lol. It's actually kinda hard for me to be concise when it comes to things like this.

And yes! Satan's reaction to rejection was exactly what I was thinking about when I mentioned that. I don't doubt most of the others would've reacted the same either tbh, but the difference between his reason for wanting to kill MC and his brothers' felt very different imo.

I'm kinda repeating myself, but I think people really overlook how cold Asmo was regarding getting MC killed. In that sense I can see how they get along with each other so well. I think I huge part of that is people coming in knowing that they're all gonna love MC and MC can't die so they don't even think about threats or subtle manipulation, but he's one of the most malicious imo since it was so cool-headed and planned.

Kind of like the theories about Barbatos and/or Diavolo purposefully sending you to a traumatic death because executing Belphie would cause the brothers to revolt. (Which I believe to extent btw.) Those four stand out as a lot more demonic imo because they can't be called crimes of passion. I miss the days where they both just casually admitted to taking part in a torture dungeon.

Personally I love the idea of unavoidable demonic corruption. Like the "tragic lovers suffering from fate" trope but where the demon isn't just an innocent victim that can't control it at all and MC doesn't just take it happily without consequences.

I'm not against MC suffering the consequences of a demon boyfriend, far from it, but even if you don't go the direct route there's so many ways to do it.

Even just slowly losing your morals because all the demons (and old-ass human with some most likely odd moral quirks, if only from being alive so long in horrible times) around you treat horrible things as something as mundane as breathing. Even if they snap back at least acknowledging it is a huge step up.

I'd be terrified and paranoid 24/7 knowing everyone around me wants to literally eat me and has eaten humans before. Even if they hated the taste or something knowing they're capable of it is scary af.

Like a Beelzebub who truly doesn't mean to hurt MC but doesn't think twice about breaking their beloved pet's bones right in front of them. A Beelzebub that finds it just as hard to avoid eating humans as he did in the intro even when he knows he shouldn't harm MC's family.

Or even just a Beelzebub so wracked by guilt and light on morals that can't bring himself to not always enthusiastically take Belphie's side even when he knows it's hurting MC. A kind of parasitic relationship where Beel guilts MC into staying and helps Belphie trap & manipulate them in ways Belphie could never do by himself.

A Leviathan that finds it increasingly hard to keep his jealously inwards now that he has someone to fight for and can't feel secure unless he can feel their envy. A Belphegor that slowly manipulates MC into abandoning all of their responsibilities and friends until their life is ruined and they have to depend on him.

I get that some of them are a bit harder to do without reminding people of irl abuse they may have faced, namely Satan, Levi, Lucifer, and ofc Asmo, but there are ways to make it more supernatural and less mundane. Besides there are way, way worse otomes out there that don't even market themselves as dark like Obey Me did.

I find it interesting that so much of the fanbase absolutely hates those kind of themes when they're so hard to avoid in otome and it was kind marketed towards people who like it. Like I genuinely wonder how they heard about it and got through demons insulting & trying to kill them in the early days of Obey Me before you knew they got better.

In the end though none of that can really happen without routes imo. Those kind of storylines can't be done well in the 10 seconds of individual interaction we get, even a whole lesson is too little time. And again even people who like darker things might freak out when Asmo's the one doing it or get turned off by Levi so they won't risk their money. It's so frustrating seeing the lost potential and knowing it's probably never gonna happen.

Speaking of I always thought Mammon was pretty robbed too. Not only did he never have the same freedom to harm MC as the others, but he was also directly responsible for their safety. Like sure they'd all be punished, but you have a different mindset when an authority figure constantly makes you aware and you have more chances to bond.

I think even cannon Mammon would've been more dangerous and a lot more rude if he wasn't their babysitter. The others, except Satan & Belphie ofc, probably would've been "nicer" and more controlled knowing Lucifer was breathing down their neck too imo.

Like he does seem less violent and hot-headed than the others, but they're not the same circumstances. Even a while after the pact he'd probably sell MC in an instant if he knew he wasn't going to be severely punished.

A lot of his possessiveness feels like a dog guarding a bone rather than true jealously imo, even when they're doing it as endearing thing. People automatically assuming he was lying when he said he'd rather MC die than be saved by someone else, but was he really at that point? Just because someone is tsundere at times doesn't mean they're incapable of being honest or not that into someone.

That's also kinda what I meant by infatuation too. Like sure they could like a human, but that doesn't mean they'll be that upset when they die or will never get bored. It's kind of like those people that immediately get a new pet after theirs dies, or even before so they don't have to be without a dog for a single second. Or the kind of demon that wants to "ruin" you with their sin until you can't go on as the ultimate act of love, even though they know it'll kill you.

[rubbersoles19]

SOLE I'D LOVE TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR IDEAS (post them coward) (I'm sorry you're not a coward aaaaa)

Asdjflsg but I have so many and so little time it's the curse of being an artist instead of a writer creating takes so much TIME

And I'm a student with a full time internship

Anyway as soon as this Big Thing is done and we actually have wifi in my apartment I want to post some more doodles about my ideas but here's spoilers I guess??

I CAN'T USE A READ MORE ON MOBILE I'M SORRY

Lord I'm pathetic

Bounty: the Irken Armada was lost in the Florpus, leaving a huge vacuum in Irken strength. Resistance groups rallied against them, some Invaders failed without the Tallest' support, others self-destructed, others adandoned their missions to live on their planets, go into hiding, or reconvene at Irk to protect the Control Brains, and others simply vanished. Zim, busy rebuilding his base and oblivious as always, had no idea. Then, when most of the Irken forces were gathered at Irk, the planet was attacked and destroyed. This, Zim noticed, and began trying to contact other Invaders, for months. For months he tried to locate and other Irkens out there, but it was like they had all... vanished. Eventually, Zim put the peices together, and when some various space debris crash landed on Earth, he rushed there to claim any answers or supplies it might have had. Dib, however, was also there, and once the tractor beam started, they realized it had been a trap. They were taken aboard a massive ship that collected alien life forms, either for collection or bounties, and where rather thrilled to fetch an Irken since there were "so few left." Zim and Dib were categorized and separated, while the ship operators figured out what to do with Zim. It was tempting to keep him, but he was a defective. It was tempting to hand him over to the resistance for torture and execution, but he was rare. Before they could decide, Zim and Dib both escaped, Dib having learned that Irkens were a dying race, and Zim facing a new wave of depression at his inability to even be a good collection item.

Mr. Nash Toil: After Bounty, Zim vanished. In that time Dib had helped grow and expand the Swollen Eyeball Network, and was only a few nights away from heading to basic S.E.N. training when another Irken ship crash landed on Earth. Zim reappeared and rushed there, and the Irken pilot lived long enough to tell him that they were the last Irkens left. The Swollen Eyeball Network then arrived, and Zim used the dead Irken to fake his own death. Dib was told, and went to training believing Zim was finally dead. After graduating, Dib was made a member of the S.E.N., but only a junior member since he was still completing school. He was assigned a new partner, a short, pestering, and angry human named Nash Toil, who seemed to exist to annoy Dib. Nash also proved to be a huge work hazard, continuously neglecting SEN protocol, endangering himself and the mission, and generally having a bad attitude. He also asked Dib a lot of questions about Dib's thesis on aliens and the fallen Irken Empire, or what was left, and his theories about what happened to it. One night, Nash said one too many "educated guesses," and sparked Dib's suspicions. That was the first time he actually saw Zim's body, as well as the captured ship and robot companion. Convinced he was just paranoid, Dib dropped the subject until one certain mission, when the Resistance he had theorized about came to Earth... They targeted Dib, who was the only one with still working Irken technology, captured him, and tortured him for the location of the Earth-Irken. The only Irken on Earth, of course, was dead, or so he thought... Dib's partner, and a strange companion, lead the SEN/military attack against the ship, and once again disobeying orders, broke into the ship and rescued Dib themselves. The Resistance, having found their Irken prey, put up enough of a fight for Nash's real identity to be revealed. Zim and GIR then dragged Dib out of there, and the ship erupted, killing most of the Resistance forces, a large portion of SEN and military agents, and stranding various Resistance f aliens on Earth. Zim nursed Dib back to health, and finally revealed what he had been doing these last years: after the bounty was put on his head by the Collectors, Zim began traveling across space to find any remaining Irken soldiers, technology, or any signs of life. He spent quite a bit time on the cold, dead husk of Irk, meeting various refugees, running from the Resistance, and rebuilding as much of his own tech as he could, including reprogramming his PAK as any and all codings he could, creating new armor for himself, rebuilding tools and weapons he could salvage, and finally built Gir a somewhat functioning brain. When he returned to Earth, he had confirmed all slimy humans indeed thought he was dead, crafted a new disguise and identity, and joined the SEN to spy on them from within. He had already learned that while the Collectors had put a bounty on his head, they had done the same for Dib, so Zim tried to protect him. His name, Nash Toil, was a clue all along: Not A Stinking Human, The Only Irken Left. Now, however, that the SEN wants his human identity dead and the aliens know his alien identity is still alive, he should leave and go into hiding once again. Probably leave Earth. Dib, understandably, was furious at first, but then realized the best way to track down those aliens hunting for Zim is to stay within the SEN. And Dib would help him. Right after graduation.

With Dib a full time member of the SEN, and successfully earning lead on hunting down the alien survivors, he and Zim continue to do just that, clean up whatever messes they leave behind, and do a little ghost hunting along the way. The ship's massive explosion had unleashed a huge wave of radiation onto the planet, mutating random people and animals as well as whole towns. And Dib and Zim investigate it all.

Random ideas

Meet M.E.M.E.: Zim, now a scientist, works constantly to preserve Irken technology and develop his own. One such invention is M.E.M.E., or Miniature Enhancement Microbot Equipment, a swarm of Irken Microbots that are mentally controlled by the host to create armor, weapons, tools, and whatever else they want. Dib goes through his own rough patch, constantly failing and falling short. With his SEN testing right around the corner, he's even more stressed, and decides go to the alien for help. Zim, however, refuses to allow Dib to use MEME. During it's creation, Zim used a small fraction of it on himself for simple tests, and through it passed the tests, it also infected his PAK, both driving him to new intellectual levels and severely draining his energy. Dib, however, neither knows this nor cares, and though he does accept Zim's help to train and study, he also takes MEME. From that point on, MEME does improve his mental and physical limits, but also enhances his less desirable and often suppressed emotional impulses... Zim has to figure out why Dib is spiraling out of control, is there more to play here than just stress, as well as stop Dib when he goes after the one whose rejection started the whole thing: Dr. Membrane. (Dib will continue to use MEME throughout their adventures as his narrative equal to Zim's robot companion and PAK system, but only under Zim's very careful and always reluctant supervision.)

Rise of the Aukins: ( inspired by the one post about winged Irkens ) Zim picks up a transmission and after frantically confirming his own instincts, begs Dib to double check it. Dib does, and confirms what Zim already thought: it's Irken. Or rather, it's a version of Irken. Once they realize there are coordinates included, the two head into space to investigate, and discover a whole different species of Irken: this time, they are peaceful, emotional, and have wings. The Aukins reveal the true history of Irk, which was never taught to Irkens, and invite Zim and Dib to join their society. Admittedly, it's tempting, but are these soft spoken aliens actually as peaceful as they seem?

My Coworker is a Vampire: Gaz is the head of her department at CompBiz, respected coder, hacker, and programmer. She doesn't talk to her brother unless he needs something or they've got some ultra-rare family event, but this time, it's her who needs their help. Her new co-worker, despite being all levels of weird and unnerving, even for Gas, might be stealing her designs. Oh, and he might also be a vampire. The latter she can forgive, but how else will she get her workaholic brother to look into it and bust the creep?

Old Faces: Multiple reports of people in town acting out of character, unusual items going missing, and traces of unknown radiation take Dib and Zim back to where it all started: home. And what luck, they are just in time for Hi Skool Reunion! Well, Dib is, Zim never actually went, and the human is far from excited to return. But when the shape shifting stowaway leads them there, the two have a completely new reason to question everything their old classmates tell them.

All for Nought: For being the only Irken left, Zim has made quite a name for himself. He defeated his own armada, escaped a Florpus, has repeatedly dodged Collector capture, capture by the Resistance, some of which had set up base on his own planet, and has every code the Irkens ever developed in his PAK. He's not exactly famous, but he's definitely known, and had he been foolish enough to risk detection by listening to the outer space chatter about him, he'd be honored. But how will all that change when, according to the rumors, the Florpus returns, and it brought survivors?

Uh that's all the more or less formed ideas, at least for now. I'm sorry this is so long!!

[cenationarmyleader]

Night out in the Town. (Part 1??)

At the Special Forces base, General Sonya Blade just finished looking over some schematics with one of her officers about Netherrealm.

"Get this to Commander Cage. She'll take it from here."

After the officer saluted Sonya, Johnny Cage walked up next to his wife. "General. Slow day?"

Sonya sighed as she turned to Johnny. "Slow isn't the word. I just want to make sure we're ready just in case another attack happens. I even feel like somehow Kronika will return-"

Johnny placed his hands on Sonya's shoulders. "Honey, relax. You're way too tense and overthinking things."

"But-"

Johnny placed a finger on her lips. "Shh Shh Shh. No. What you need is a night out from all of this."

Sonya shook her head. "I would want to but we still..."

"Sonya. Trust me. Earthrealm is in good hands. You made sure it was. Not only Raiden made sure but Lord Liu Liu and Ninja Princess with Outworld now allies again. Then lets not forget our kick ass private pumpkin we raised to be as tough as her mother."

Sonya laughed slightly. "You're right. I'm just paranoid because being in this too long. I could have a night out.."

"It's on!" Johnny said excited. "Now how about inviting some friends along?"

Sonya placed her hands on her hips. "If you haven't noticed Cage, we don't have many friends. As you said, Kitana is now Kahn of Outworld, Liu Kang is a God and Kenshi doing some father and son bonding with Takeda."

"There is Jax."

"Despite my feelings, he barely can put up with you for ten minutes."

Johnny frowned but smiled. "I know a couple of guys..."

Sonya shook her head. "Johnny no. Leave them alone."

"Trust me, Sonya. I got a plan."

"Johnny Cage. Do. Not. Go. There. I don't trust you as far as I throw you."

"Well General, you have no choice but to trust me."

At the Lin Kuei Temple.

"Grandmaster Sub-Zero!"

Kuai Liang turned around as he faced one of his disciples rushing in their meditation chamber. After bowing to each other, Kuai Liang placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Speak."

"Grandmaster, you have a visitor."

Kuai raised a eyebrow in interest. "Now, who is this visitor?"

"I do not know, Grandmaster. But he requested to inform Mr. Frosty the Snowman that he has arrived."

Kuai Liang stopped and groaned at the known nickname. He hurried to the grand entrance of the temple and to his eyes, it's who he feared.

"Cage"

Johnny waved at Kuai Liang. "Hey Mr. Frosty!"

"Earthrealm isn't in danger...so what do I owe for the unpleasent visit?" Kuai Liang said as he walked down the stairs and approached the annoying movie star.

"Hey now, don't be a slushy, Frosty. I'm here for a small proposal."

Kuai Liang slowly crossed his arms across his chest. "And what do you propose, Cage?"

"Well....Sonya and I are taking a night off from the demons and the time travel crap and we would like to know, would you want to join?"

"I do not have time to socialize, Cage. I told you this in the past."

"But-"

"I must decline. You know I have other things to deal with." Sub-Zero stared to walk away.

".....That's too bad. A certain Yellow Ninja would be so disappointed." Johnny said. He watched Kuai Liang stopped in his tracks.

".......Grandmaster Hasashi is joining?" Kuai asked in curiosity.

"Oh yeah...he was so happy to hear you was coming. He was so easily convinced." Johnny winced lowkey to the memory.

At The Fire Garden.

Johnny dodged a huge flaming fireball that was hurled at him. "Geez!"

Hanzo Hasashi stood out his temple with his spear in his hands glaring hard at the hollywood actor. "You think you have the right to come to my temple and talk about Kuai Liang in spite and our bond?" He grips his spear and his chains started to heat up. "You will BURN, Johnny Cage!"

"Whoa! Hey! Hang on, Ghost Ryder! I wasn't saying anything bad! I was saying you might want to see Mr. Frosty-" Johnny stopped as he dodged the flaming spear. "Ok Ok! I'll stop with the jokes! I just saying you and he like to come out with me and Sonya."

Hanzo retracked his spear. "As much discipline and honor the General has, her fate has to put up with a child like you."

"Welllll...I have a great ass." Johnny smirk fell as he sees Hanzo glared. "Look Flames. He agreed to come if you do. So why not have a night off. What else you do but stay cooped up in a shed and sleep."

"Your ignorance is your downfall, Cage." Hanzo lowkey admit it would be nice to have a relaxing night without killing or saving the world. A huge plus is to see Kual Liang again. He wouldn't admit it to Cage.

"So how about it, Pyro? It would sadden Frostbite badly." Johnny said.

Hanzo narrowed his eyes at the adult child. "We'll see." He turned his back away from Johnny.

Back to the Lin Kuei's Temple.

"He would be so disappointed if his favorite ice ninja don't show up." Johnny looked at Kuai Liang with a small sad frown. "Don't want to stand him up....right?"

Kuai Liang thought about it. "Alright Cage. I'll be there."

Johnny smiled. "Good! I'll send a message to when to be ready!" Before Kuai could respond, Johnny was out the temple's door. Johnny pulled out his phone and chuckled. "General, mission accomplished."

Sonya sighed. "How did you get them to agree to come?"

"Ooh...I have my ways." Johnny smirked. "Pick out something nice. We're going out!"

[80s-roger]

EX - Roger Taylor {pt 6}

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studio 6:34 pm

"So she agreed?" Brian asked.

"Yeah, she had no other choice." Roger nodded while setting the drums up.

"Well, fingers crossed he won't do anything until the conference. It's the day after tomorrow." Brian said while taking a sip of his tea.

"I know right Brian. If he does though? He will definitely say that Y/N cheated on me. This is how it will be presented at the press. He will definitely hide himself, won't he? All he wants to do, is embarrass her." Roger said in despair.

"He will hide himself. He's not that stupid to expose himself. But he's the one who will sell the tape. Suspicions will go to him anyways..." Brian thought.

"I bet he knows some guys there. Or else he'd be already exposed." Roger grabbed the drums sticks, playing with them nervously.

Suddenly, Deaky came inside the lounge. He was carrying some papers. New song.

"Are you talking about y/n or the new single?"  He asked.

"Y/N's issue is more interesting than the upcoming album. You know we hate disco." Brian explained.

"I understand that y/n's and Roger's life will be at risk for sometime but it will be forgotten. However, according to the new album, it's a new vibe Freddie and I wanted to invest in. It's fifty fifty so disco gets in and you have no other choice but play." Deaky smiled and gave them the score and the lyrics of Backchat.

"What the hell is this, are you dissing me?" Brian asked after reading the lyrics.

"That's your idea." Roger mocked him while smoking and Brian looked at both of them annoyed.

"John come on, you don't really mean all this, do you?" Brian asked confused. Deaky raised his eyebrow. "Damn you John. I'm forced to play your diss track about me? And I have a guitar solo?" He acted insanely.

"I'm sorry Brian, we are a band. We should start playing it." Deaky smiled.

"Fine, I won't use my red special. Neither at the future music video." The three of them stood up. "But where's Freddie?" He asked.

"He is outside, talking on the phone." Deaky said pointing at the exit.

"I'll go tell him we're starting." Roger said and exited the lounge room.

Accidentally Roger, misheard Freddie's conversation with a press guy. Possibly, a photographer. Roger had to eavesdrop. The issue seemed familiar with his personal life.

"He sold an uncensored video? To whom?" He asked shocked. Roger knew it was over. "At your company? Today?" Freddie sounded upset. "Fuck..." He groaned. "How am I supposed to tell him? Did he give any personal details of him?" Roger had to step in. He wanted to know.

"Freddie who are you talking to?" He asked furious. Freddie made him the hang on a minute gesture.

"Do we have much time left? Until the day after tomorrow?" He asked. "Hmm... I see. I have a recording now. We'll talk again, darling. Thanks for letting me know." Freddie hang up the phone, facing Roger.

"Who was it?" Roger asked. "I'm not playing games Freddie." He turned red.

"Wow darling, relax. It was a friend of mine, who works at the press magazines. There was Derek at his office a quarter ago, giving a tape and saying that there's Roger Taylor's girlfriend in there." Freddie had to say the truth, what he was exactly been told.

"Fucking fuck..." Roger moaned, pulling his hair.

"My friend unfortunately wasn't alone at the time he received it, but with a paparazzi, editing the photos for tomorrow's issue. Which means..." He moved his head disappointed.

"They saw the video oh my god. My baby's out there getting watched. I can't stand the idea of her-" Roger covered his head and Freddie pulled him closer.

"Hey darling it's okay, it's okay... He'll try to delay it. The good thing is, he didn't give personal informations. Which means you can invade, saying it was you." He tried to calmed him down but it wouldn't help.

"How much?" Roger asked furious. "How much did he sell it?" He was afraid.

"He sold the tape a hundred thousand, saying it will be the scandal of the year. The drummer's girlfriend with a guy." Freddie said.

"My future fiance doesn't deserve to be sold like a whore around the world." Roger tightened his fists.

"Fiance?" Fred asked eager.

"I want to marry her in the near future. But I want to be engaged at first. I kind of mentioned it during our morning fight but the words flew like the wind. She probably doesn't want to get married." Roger stared at the ground.

"Rog, are you serious? She is dying for it. You have no idea how many times she's told me that." Freddie eagerly said, waiting to walk the church's stairs soon.

"Fine. I'll find a way to propose to her. I hope we won't fight again. We literally didn't see each other yesterday for an entire day. She was mad at me, nonetheless, you know.. I was at her place by midnight and she wasn't mad at me anymore. You get it?" Roger giggled.

"That girl has such a fierce temperament. Tell me it happened the way she likes it at least. Make my pal satisfied." Freddie jokes and Roger wanted to be honest with him.

"What has she told you? She never really told me how she likes it." Roger tried to recall if you ever told him about it.

"Oh darling she looks so innocent at the outside but she's so wild at the bedroom. Hasn't she told you she likes it rough?" Freddie whispered.

"Jesus Fred, we're talking about my girl."Roger's eyes got wide. "Yeah it was rough." He coughed, trying to hide the clear sentence.

"Guys what are you doing so long? It's been ages! We have the diss track ready!" John yelled from the studio.

"On our way!" Freddie yelled back and they both walked towards the studio room. "That's my favourite couple, working hard. But I can't accept the fact you fought again this morning." He teased Roger and everyone was finally at their position.

Time passed fast until the recording was done for today and the boys were about to leave the studio.

"Wanna catch up at the pub two blocks from here?" Brian asked. "I can't believe I played for a diss track about me. I need to forget it." He added and everyone in the room laughed.

"Sure, let's do this." John agreed.

"Yes darlings, count me in." Fred said too. "Roger?" He asked. The blonde, was thinking it for a long before answering.

"Not this time... I have to go over y/n's, it's hard now. I will join you another time." He eventually refused but the boys could show compassion.

Roger drove over your apartment. He saw the lights turned off, which caused him wonder if you left. He used the elevator to reach the forth floor and finally he was standing in front of your door, knocking it patiently. You opened the door a minute later, with your eyes almost closed. However, you knew it would be Roger because that's the usual time he comes home. Home. You don't live together yet, but he's always at your place. It was 11 pm, you were so tired to stay awake and wait for him.

"Hey, come in..." You said while yawning.

"I'm sorry I had to wake you up. My keys for your home are at mine's." He apologised and closed the door for you. He didn't forget to kiss you.

He followed you to your bedroom, you instantly laid yourself back in your bed, waiting for your man to lay too. He removed his clothes, staying at his boxer.

"I missed you." He said when he made himself comfortable at your bed.

"Missed you too..." You said while trying to get your sleep back.

"What time did you fall asleep?" He asked and placed his one hand behind his head, staring at the ceiling.

"An hour ago. It was exhausting today. He got me running like a fool outside the company. I believe he did that on purpose." You were saying without being easily understood, since your mouth was placed at the pillow. However, he could clearly hear you because he was focusing on your voice.

"If he fires you, I'll take care of you. I want to get engaged with you." He suddenly said and your head popped up from the pillows like a pop corn.

"Are you serious?" You asked losing your sleep. "A- are you doing it on purpose?" You asked.

"Of course not. I just don't want to call you a girlfriend anymore. I want you to be my fiance. And later my wife." He smiled at you, you felt the butterflies in your stomach making a huge party.

"Oh my God baby, I love you so much... That's wonderful of you to say!" You teared a bit and he hugged you.

"I love you too and everything we're going through is just temporary. Focus on our future happiness love." He kissed you and both got the spoon position, as usual, you were the little spoon. "I bloody love you. I don't even know what I'd do without you." He confessed to your ear.

"Probably sleeping with chicks, like I would do too." You cynically said.

"Ay babe, you don't want to start this, do you?" He teased you.

"No I don't, because I'm sleepy..." you yawned and he kissed your neck gently.

"It's dark and I can still see some marks from last night. Better cover them for tomorrow." he said while looking at your neck.

"I've been knew Roger. They were there since last night. Goodnight..." You covered yourself with the mattress, dreaming the day he'd propose you.

the next day

You woke up by the sound of your phone ringing at the living room. It wasn't even eight yet... You were scared or tried to stay calm thinking it would be Freddie asking for Roger, who was sleeping next to you with his leg crossing yours and his hand wrapped around your chest. You had to move him without giving any shit if he'd be awaken.

"Shit Roger, I have to pick it up." You made fast moves and he woke up. You looked at him, staring at you with terror, like he knew what the phone call was about. He got out of the bed, following you outside. "Yeah, don't follow me around like I'm a poodle." You told him when he stood behind you.

"Well I need to know who's on your phone." he frantically said, totally awakened by now.

"Don't get paranoid, Rog..." you said. "It must be Fred, asking for you." you tried to joke yourself too.

"Fine, just pick it up!" He said annoyed and you finally did it.

"Hello?" You answered. "Good morning Freddie. You want Roger?" You asked Fred while looking at your boyfriend.

"Y/N the sex tape is leaked. The press knows everything but the guy. Derek couldn't say it was him or anybody else. Just... Just calm down okay?" His voice was trembling and so were your legs. You locked eyes with Roger who was staring at you with his eyes wide opened.

"Oh my fucking God..." You murmured and you covered your mouth with your hands. Roger came closer to you, knowing exactly what the phone call was for.

"Y/N it will be over, our conference is tomorrow, we'll cover it!" Freddie tried to reassured you.

"How the hell can you cover a video which is out to the public right now? My life is fucking ruined right now! I won't go at my work today! You know why? Because I'm fucking fired! They warned me, no more photos of me at the magazines or I am fired! Now not only are there pictures of me out there but a video of a drunk y/n, getting fucked!" You screamed at the mic, in which Fred could excellently hear you crying. Roger grabbed the phone from your hands.

"Fred I will be late today or not even come there. Okay? Bye." Roger hang up and held you in his arms while the tears were streaming down your face. You both sat at the floor, he was holding you so tight, trying to take away a little of your sadness. "Just let it out baby... Cry..." He caressed your cheeks and moving hair tufts behind your ears.

"This is all so fucked up Roger..." You said while crying your heart out.

"I know it is, just cry as long as you want... I understand and I won't leave you today if you want to." he said with his rhaspy and gentle voice, while holding you inside his arms, with no any gap between you. "I love you." He whispered in your ear and you shivered.

"I won't leave this house until it's over..." you looked at him and he whipped your tears.

"No, you can leave the house, paps will meet you out there and I'll be more than satisfied if you raise them a middle finger." He encouraged you, trying to make you laugh a bit.

"I already ruined your public figure, what are you talking about?" You said insecure.

"I want a cutie pie between family and friends, a savage out there and a bad girl with me." he teased you and you finally smiled. "Fucking ignore them Y/N please... I promise you it will be forgotten." he promised to you and you really wanted to believe him.

"What about tomorrow?" You asked.

"They'll prefer making questions about the tape instead of our upcoming album trust me. I'll take care of it." you both nodded your heads and just stayed there for like an hour, hugging, waiting for you to calm down.

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[hamilton-one-shots]

I'll play the prompts game. I'm using the colorful list- #2 "Not you again." And #184 "Can I touch you?" You know what ships I like but you can feel free to surprise me as well. :) Have fun and thank you!!!

Monday morning office hours.

Those were the words that would make a student laugh, but to Thomas Jefferson, it was a way to get his exams graded while on the metaphorical clock. It was almost always quiet, just him and the US government essays without having to spend his own personal time taking care of it.

Unfortunately, there was one student who just didn’t understand this.

“Morning, professor!” Philip Hamilton called out as he walked into the lecture hall. Jefferson shared his office with another professor and he’d rather stay in there than take a chance of running into the other.

“Not you again..” Jefferson muttered to himself. “What are you doing here? Do you need some help studying?”

Philip laughed at that. “You clearly haven’t reached my essay.”

No, he hadn’t, but he could guess that it was going to be near perfect, as usual.

“Nah, I’m just here to hang out with my favorite professor.” Philip let himself fall into a front row seat and watched as the other man turned back to the stack of essays. “Don’t just ignore me, I called you my favorite professor! And I’ve seen my grades, aren’t I, like, your favorite student or something?”

“I don’t choose favorites. And, if I did, the student who interrupts my grading time would not be them.”

Philip tutted and spent a few minutes scrolling through his phone. He could admit that was fair, but it did get boring just sitting there. So, Philip watched his professor’s face, gauging his expression until he was sure the other reached his essay. The annoyed look on the professor’s face, but not one red mark being made, Philip knew that look.

“How does my essay look, teach?”

“I’d fail you if I didn’t have a moral code to keep up.”

Philip laughed. “Oh, come on, I’m not that bad.” He strode over and sat on the table beside Jefferson’s desk, crossing his legs. “I may be annoying, but at least I’m smart.”

“That’s what makes you more annoying. I can’t cut you down to size by docking off a few points or calling on you in the middle of class.”

Philip shrugged. “Okay, true, but I’m not sitting here begging for extra credit because I don’t feel like showing up to class.”

“You not showing up is my dream.”

“Oh, come on!” Philip sighed dramatically, moving to lean against the desk. “I know for a fact you don’t hate me as much as you say you do. Look me in the eyes and say that you hate me.”

Jefferson hesitated for a second before simply returning to his essays.

Philip grabbed his professor’s tie and forced him to turn and look at him, staring into surprised brown eyes. “Well? I’m waiting?”

Jefferson put his hand over Philip’s. “Let me go.”

“No because you don’t hate me as much as you say.” With his free hand, Philip grabbed his essay from the desk and held it up. “I loaded this with bad spelling, grammar errors, things you hate, but there’s not one red mark. Even if you don’t take off points for it, you always mark up my friend’s papers for the same thing, so what’s up?” Philip asked, moving his hand farther up his professor’s tie. “Is it possible that you find me as attractive as I find you?”

Jefferson pulled Philip’s hands off of his tie and pushed them away. “Philip, this isn’t okay. I could report you for harassment, you know.”

Philip shrugged. “I mean, you could, but then I could report you back for failing to give me proper criticism and a fair grade.”

Jefferson rolled his eyes, knowing that Philip was right. But… What, was he supposed to just admit that?

Philip shifted so he was sitting directly in front of Jefferson, leaning towards him. “You should know, I’m not leaving without an answer. You like me, don’t you?”

“So what if I do?” Thomas responded, knowing that he wasn’t getting out of this easily.

Philip’s mischievous grin only grew wider. “Then why didn’t you say so earlier?” he asked in almost a sing song tone. He leaned in a bit, only to be stopped, once again, by Thomas.

“Nobody can ever know about this..”

Philip smiled and grabbed his hands. “I promise you, nobody will ever-”

He was cut off by the sound of the door opening in the back of the lecture hall and, before he could be seen, ducked down into the hidden space below the desk.

“Good morning, professor!”

Oh, god, Philip knew that voice.

“Good morning, Georges. It’s not often I see you in here. What brings you in on a Monday morning?”

Georges, Philip’s dorm mate and closest friend, laughed sheepishly. “This is going to sound silly.. But Philip was talking with me about the way you grade him and I got a bit paranoid.”

“How so?” Jefferson asked, trying not to think about the boy beneath his desk.

Georges simply shrugged and took a seat. “I don’t know.. He pointed out some errors that you didn’t mark and compared them to my paper. Mine was full of red marks and, even though you didn’t take away any points, they were still helpful.”

“Well, of course. I’ve told you multiple times, I don’t mark off for grammatical errors, even if I do point them out. This isn’t English class.” It sounded more like a high school policy, but- That wasn’t important. What was important was Philip’s hands resting on Thomas’s knees.

Thomas glanced down at him as Georges grabbed his things from his bag and Philip looked back up at him, mouthing a few clear words.

“Can I touch you?”

There was a voice in the back of Thomas’s head screaming that there was something wrong with the situation and that he should get Philip out of there, but… If it was such a small voice, how important could it really be?

Thomas gave him a subtle nod and looked back up as Georges began speaking again.

“I know it sounds stupid, but he started joking around and said that you were waiting until a huge assignment to let it all out and destroy his grade and I completely think you are above such a childish action, but my mind would not drop the idea.. I know you hate him, but he is a good student.”

“I don’t hate him, he can just be a bit frustrating sometimes.. And I’m not going to tank his grade.”

Georges seemed to visibly relax and Thomas hoped that he would just leave, but, instead, he just opened his laptop to work.

But rather than focus on his own paranoia, Thomas was distracted by a pair of hands running up his legs and slender fingers quietly opening his pants zipper as Philip attempted to get to his hardening erection with as little movement as possible.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I needed somewhere quiet to study.. The library was packed and the guys in the dorms next to us are always loud..”

“Of course not. That’s what office hours are for.” It took most of Thomas’s willpower not to yell out a few curses, both at the situation and at the feeling of Philip’s hand wrapping around the base of his cock.

“Good. I promise I’ll be quiet, you won’t even know I’m here.”

Thomas already hardly acknowledged his presence, sneaking glances below his desk instead as Philip moved his hand up and down his length. It was nearly impossible to bite back the moan that threatened to rise in his throat as Philip’s thumb ran over the sensitive underside of the head of his cock, but he couldn’t just blow his own cover then.

Philip didn’t seem to care, trying to elicit some kind of response. He may have been the one hiding, but Thomas was the one who had him under the desk. He sped up his hand and god knows he would’ve used his mouth if he had done anything like that before, but the last thing he wanted was to rush into it and end up doing something stupid, like accidentally using teeth. That would’ve definitely been more embarrassing than getting caught.

Only a minute later, though, Thomas was gripping the edge of his desk with one hand, feeling pressure building up in the pit of his stomach as he neared his orgasm. He took deep, quiet breaths and bucked his hips forward a bit to let Philip know he was doing nothing wrong.

Philip took that as a sign to speed his hand up, his own face turning bright red from anticipation as he watched Thomas’s cock twitch in his hand. Unfortunately, it was a show he couldn’t watch for too long. The second he saw Thomas tensing up beneath his touch, he closed his eyes and quickly learned that he was right to do so, feeling something warm land on his face in streams. The feeling somehow managed made Philip’s blush go darker, but the last thing he was feeling was embarrassed.

Thomas bit back his moans and did his best to control his breathing, staying as quiet as he could. And while Philip didn’t manage to get a sound out of him, he couldn’t stop the low groan that arose at the sight beneath him. No matter how much time would pass after that moment, he knew there was no way to explain how Philip managed to look just as playful and silly as he usually did with stripes of cum covering his face. Thomas quickly gave him a pack of tissues that he kept in his bag before being reminded that they was being sneaky for a reason.

“Everything okay?” Georges piped up from behind his computer, his head down and his face hidden behind the screen.

“Uh- Yeah. Sorry, I just don’t know how some people have gotten this far without knowing the difference between communism and dictatorship.”

“Yeah, some people don’t study at all.”

Thomas nodded and realized Georges’s bent over posture. “Everything okay with yourself?”

“Yeah, just.. Calculus II is killer.”

And Thomas accepted that excuse, thanking every force he knew for the fact that he didn’t get caught.

Georges just hoped he wouldn’t get caught laughing. Philip actually did it. Georges was sure showing up would’ve made him back out, but, evidently, he was too late to scare Philip out of asking the professor out. Sure, it meant that Georges lost fifty dollars to him, but he couldn’t deny that that moment was worth much more than their stupid bet.

[longsleevs]

The cabin

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Warning: language i guess

A/N: This time, a short imagine! Xx

Summary: Jacob looked confused at all of us "What the hell is going on! You two like each other or what!?" In that moment i was about to freak out, so i just standed up and went inside the cabin.

We just can't wait till the moment when we arrive in that little town full of snow and cute views, were we will spend an amazing weekend

"What are you thinking about??" Tom said while i was looking through the window "What??" I said turning to look at that beautiful eyes that drive me crazy, he smiled "I asked what are you thinking about" he said with a kind smile "Oh! I just can't wait to arrive, that's all" i said looking through the window again trying to not to blush, he just smiled and turn to talk with Haz and Jacob

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We finally arrived at the cabin, it was a smol house made of wood, it looked like any Christmas movie from the outside "This place is amazing" Z said looking to not just the house, the view that we had too "So you guys just learned something new" Jacob said while we all looked at him confused "That i can choose the house for the trip and it will be amazing" he said with a proud smile "We haven't seen the house inside Jacob, calm down mate" Haz said while Tom was laughing

In that exactly moment Jacob opened the door, and we went to inside the cabin to find the most beautiful place that we had ever seen "Can i spend the rest of my life here" i said as i walked around the house sort of like flouting with a huge smile on my face, i could feel a pair of eyes looking at me, following all my moves, normally i would stop but I'm just so exited that i didn't even care

We went upstairs to find 4 rooms, 3 bedrooms and 1 bathroom; we decides that girls in one room, boys in other room and mama Jacob in the last room. "You're telling me that this house just have 1 bathroom, while here we are 2 girls, 3 boys, 2 GIRLS that will never left the bathroom and the this idiot, that will want his hair to look nice!" Haz said like a insane person, like completely insane "Calm down, there are othet bathrooms Harrison" Jacob said laughing "I'm sure that you aren't insane because of Z and Y/N or my beautiful hair, you just don't want us to smell your shit in the bathroom, mate" Tom said and Harrison started laughing "Shut up! That was our secret, idiot!" Haz said thing that make all of laugh, suddenly i felt a soft touch on my shoulder "Sorry, darling" Tom whispered to me with a soft smile in his face.

Look away, you blushing, idiot!

Gez, i just don't know how to explain, how much i love this guy, that curly brown hair that falls over his cute face, that soft and kind smile that melts my heart, that deep brown eyes, the fact that in my head he is the most perfect human being on earth

Back to earth, Y/N

The next thing that i knew was that we were at the living room and we were already on the couch, Tom sat next to me (i was next to Z btw) and put his arms behind me, like resting them on the couch, but I could feel his touch from behind.

We were talking, laughing, having a great time, but all i could think about was the fact that he sat next to me and that his head was rest on my shoulder; i was freaking out inside and i knew that Z realised what was going on next to her and that her friend is about to have a heart attack

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It was all dark outside (we arrived at 4 pm, rn it was 7 p.m) and Haz has the great idea of going outside and had like a little camping, but we will sleep inside, that's how he explained his idea, btw he meant have a little wood fire, we all laughed at him, i thought that he was insane because outside was freezing, but 3 out of the 4 people liked his idea, guess who said no, Yup! ME!!

We were in the living with Z, the guys went to the grocery store and we decided to stay "What was that in the living today?" She asked me with a smirk in her face and then laughed "Idk, i sat there and he came and sat next to me, thing that could be completely normal, but then he sort of hugged me from behind, i mean, you know exactly what i mean" i said and she laughed "idiot" she said as i rolled my eyes "and then he- he rest HIS damm head on MY shoulder and stayed like that until we all moved. Did you dam told him about my feelings! No! You told Jacob and he told Tom, yeah... that's what happened. Btw I'm going to kill you two!" I said and she laughed of her paranoid friend "No idiot, i didn't said anything, stop being paranoid" Ha! Look i knew that she think I'm being paranoid! "And no Jacob don't know. And maybe he likes you back! Is that so difficult to believe!?" She said as looked to the ground playing with my fingers "Yeah... why would he like me? I mean I'm just Z's friend, or that annoying girl that is always with us..." i stoped when i heard the door open "WE BACK!" Haz shouted, while we were rigth next to the door "we are rigth here idiot! And don't scream!" she said mad, just because i was about to cry.

I tried to stop crying, cleaned my face and turned to face Jacob ans Haz "Where's my chocolate??" I said trying to sound exited "Tom has it" Haz said, pointing at the kitchen, looked at him confuse "He is at the kitchen" i said ohhh and gave him a smile and went to the kitchen finding Tom taking the stufs out of the bags "You will just stare or you will help me??" He said and laughed "Mmmmm Sorry... i just came to for my chocolate, but i can help you!" He didn't even looked at me, or smiled, he just keep taking the things out of the bags "Here it is, love" he said as he took the chocolate out of the bag, i just smiled at him and started taking the stuff out of the bags with him.

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We all were outside, i had life 3 or 2 bed sheets around me and like 2 couts, because it was freezing, while the weirdos of my friend's were drinking freezing beer and i was drinking hot coco. We all were sat on like this big chairs, all of them were for like 2 or 3 persons, i was sat in the least cold one when Tom came closer "Can i sit there??" I looked up at him "Yeah! Sure!" I said as i gave him some space to seat "Can i?" He said touching the sheets, i nod and gave him a little of space, in that moment i realized that we were cuddling, and sharing the sheets

Don't freak out

"I guess that we have a couple here, and i didn't knew!" Jacob said pointing at Tom and me "No we not! We are just feezzing!" I shouted without processing the words that were coming out of my mouth. Z looked at me saying 'like you are and idiot', while Haz looked at Tom but i didn't pay much attention on that "What it's going on here? Is there something that you guys wanna share with me?" Tom and I looked confused at Jacob while Z and Haz just looked at us like if they wanted to know what to do "Mate, just say it" Haz said looking at Tom "I guess you should say it too" Z said looking at me and whispered "sorry". Jacob looked confused at all of us "What the hell is going on! You two like each other or what!?" In that moment i was about to freak out, so i just standed up and went inside the cabin.

I sat on the couch "What the hell is going with me! You have always expressed how you felt so damm easily but now you can't even told the guy that drives you crazy, that you love him!! I'm an idiot" i said to myself as i started to cry. I felt completely lost, until i felt that soft touch on my skin, i looked up and i just saw Tom sitting next to me and putting his arms aground me, i rest my head on his chest and tried to stop crying "You can keep crying, darling" i looked up to him, our faces were in front, my eyes were lost on his deep brown eyes "Why are you crying, love" he said cleaning my face, and getting closer "Nothing" i said looking down "You wanna know my secret, the one that Haz told me to said it, darling" he said while holding me on his arms, i just nodded "You need to look at me, in the face, if you wanna know, love" i looked at him "Ok... Here it is... I'm going to say it. I- I- reall- really..." he was really nervous, that was kinda obvious, with just looking at his face, once he said the word 'really' he got closer to me, and our lips connected on a cute and soft kiss, i pulled away after a little kinda shooked "I really like you Y/N... No! I love you, i have being in love with you since the first time that i ever saw you... i just thought that you were the most beautiful and amazing person in this world. The way that your hair is always up in a messy bump, that kind and cute smile that you always have, the way that i get lost every single time that i see your beautiful green eyes, and the way that they sometimes change of colors. And for me you are just perfect, you are the most perfect and beautiful and amazing and kind soul in this entire universe" i looked at him so damm shook, i just never though taht this guy could feel the same way that i feel for him "Wan- Wanna know m-my secret??" He looked at me confused, i mean he just said all that beautiful things about me, he just confessed his fellings and i didn't even said anything "Yeah... i guess" he said with a mad tone "I love you too Tom" i said whith a huge smile, he smiled and his eyes has sparkles "I can't believe i just told you that" i said looking down, he just kissed me without saying a word, his lips were so soft and comfortable and the way the fitted with mine was just perfect "Since when?" He said with a happy face, once we pull away "Before we meet in person, i mean... before i even knew you were Spider-Man... i mean since the impossible" i said looking down "You looked so cute, sensitive and soft, i fell for that kid, i mean i had a crush on 16 or 15 year old Tom. I always watched your movies, i had a crush on you and i admired you... You don't know how loud i screamed the day that i found out that you were Spider-Man, because that meant that you and Zendaya would be in the same movie, and that i could meet you. I fell in love with you since we meet, i really didn't knew you before, but when i finally meet you i fell completely for you... I couldn't control myself any time that we were together, i just looked at you and the only thing i could think about was about the way that yout curly brown hair falls over your face, about your soft and kind smile and about your beautiful eyes..." he cuts with a kiss, wow! thee kiss already! We went away when we heard the door open

"Can we come in??" Haz said, Tom and I laughed "Yeah!" 3 people came into the house "you don't wanna kill me rigth?" Z said hiding behind Jacob "Nop, not at all" i said laughing at my bestie "How is everything in here??" Jacob said "Better than ever" Tom said with a huge smile.

Materlist

A/N: Hi, my little sunflowers!🌻 Hope you liked this one. It has being a completely mess writing this, Why? Oh! Easy! Because the internets didn't worked and i saved it all, like until the half of the story on the drafs, and the Wi-Fi wasn't working, so it didn't save, and then i completely forgot like my password, oh! Rigth! Why my password?? Because my little sister uninstalled Tumblr from my phone!🙄

[stay--satan]

I could say that I'm sorry but I can't even remember how it happened - JASON TODD X READER (PART I)

Hi 👋 can you do a the 17 prompt and can it be that Jason cheated on the reader(female)?

PROMPT LIST

17. “I guess you finally did it. I’m leaving you alone” PART II HERE

WARNING: ANGST AND CHEATING 

"You don't understand Y/N, I'll hurt you like I did to everyone else" "Jason, this entire sad boy attitude is only attracting to teenagers. Drop it."

Jason and Y/N were too much complicated and long to explain in full sentence we're gonna explain in phrases about their time together

- They met in a party that they both didn't wanna go. - They gave the first kiss that night, but only met again about a month later - She held him at gunpoint when he broke in her house while wearing his Red Hood costume - "I was shot" "Goddamnit then why did you came here and not a hospital? Just because I love you doesn't make me a skilled freelancer nurse!" - She googled how to stich my boyfriend's leg and he laughed while bleeding out on her floor. It was also the first time she said I love you. - They've been together for a year and half by this time, so yeah, it took them some while. - A few weeks after this day, she noticed he started to push her away. Not showing up for their nights, not answering her calls, making up lame excuses and etc. - But hell, he didn't expect to her to come to Bruce's place with angry eyes. Now they were arguing over this.

"Look" she said already tired of that argument "I know who I am with, don't you think I've done my research? How do you think I knew you were here?" he let out a sigh "I could kicked you out after that night, but I didn't. What changes now that I know?" "Everything. I... Look at my life, Y/N! I'm a late 20's man who can't have a relationship for more than a year before start to fuck up. I'll fuck you up, and for the first time I feel like you don't deserve this" "You don't get the right to decide this by yourself, Todd!" y/n hit your fists in the table already annoyed "You're the first man that I've loved. I'm not leaving you because you had trust issues in the past" "It's more than that..." "Well, breaking news Todd, YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY PERSON IN THE WORLD TO HAVE PROBLEMS. So whatever is yours, get over it." He senses the angry in the tone and decide to keep quiet.

"I'm sorry" Jason show up by her window after a day "I know I keep hitting in the same key, but you don't understand for real" "You keep saying that, but did you ever bother to explain?" And beside his huge fear over this, he did. They both sat for hours as he tells her about Robin, the Joker, the pit, the lost days, his family and everything. "Okay that seems to be a little more to process" she exhale deeply. Jason wide his eyes scared starring at her and she bursts out laughing "I'm so sorry, but that sounds like the saddest thing Bjork ever writted" she says between laughs and Jason started laugh loudly.

He tries to push her away again a few times after that day, but she always ended up at his door with angry fists. Really, she tried to punch him the other day screaming 'Wake the Fuck UP, Todd". And after a huge year, he takes her advice and get over. He lets himself for the first time to sink in a relationship that could lead to somewhere. They have fancy dinners, family reunions, he introduce to her his family (though he's really stressed out over this), invite his friends over her place (since he couldn't leave but you loved it), surprise gifts and stuff.

"Babe, could you grab my towel?" he screams over the bathroom. She didn't respond "Babe?" he steps out walking over her bedroom "Yeah, I think I'm available at night." She's over her phone, he couldn't help to just stand over her door and listen "Yeah sure, he'll not be in here I guess" He helds his breath arching his brow. What's she talking about? He doesn't have much time to think about because now she's yelling to him how wet the floor is. But that doesn't let him get over the hammer hitting in his head over that phone call. For almost every night he left for patrol, he ended up in the top of the building in front of her house looking if there wasn't something strange. Then the dates and coming over started to being delayed, she changed her hair he notices but doesn't say anything. Whenever she fell asleep, he started to look over the house something that could give away but nothing. He couldn't be that paranoid, could he? I mean, the phone calls didn't stop neither but all he could see through the days was more and more random papers over her desk with a lot of phone numbers. For a second he thought about calling one of them, but he knew her better that she would find out and kill him a second later. So he takes a break during the day and follow her car, as this was the normal thing to do. She goes first to her favorite bakery buy the usual donuts and goes straight to her work. He waits until 30 minutes later to get in the building. Fixing his hair, he makes his way though the reception grinning to the secretary. He leans down and tries to compliment her to get informations "So... Audrey?" Jason reads her tag getting back to that smile "Are you sure you can't tell me a few informations. I'm just trying to be a good friend for my pal's girlfriend" "No, Mr Grayson" she giggles letting out a blush. He wasn't that stupid to give his own name "I'm not allowed to tell you infos about our employees" "Oh c'mon Audrey, live a little" he brushs his hands over hers making her face extra red. Jason felt horrible, but it was the only way out of this "Just tell me, has Y/N L/N been talking to anyone lately?" She lets out a dramatic sigh finally spitting up "Well, I've see she has hanging out a lot with Mr Gale from 12th floor. He's kinda like her boss, I saw her leaving to the garage with him last week..." His face drops. So he was right this entire time. "... around eight. So if you're interest..." he hears her voice after processing. He just say goodbye thanking her while leading his way back to his bike.

The next seven hours felted like seven days. Jason Todd has been cheated. Of course that would happen to him, why not? Ugh, now he had to pick up his stuff at her place and go over that entire drama. But that wouldn't be his problem tonight. Picking up his jacket, he goes over that bar that he clicks into his head out of nowhere. Walking in he goest staight to the bend asking for the next 4 shots of whisky. If he couldn't handle the truth, he would drink it. "I honestly thought you wouldn't come" he hears the whiny voice coming from behind. So that's how he remembered the bar. Audrey puts her hand over his shoulder. Jason takes another shot before glancing her eyes. "You know, your pal's girlfriend I think she's finally coming clean to him tonight" frowing his brows angrily "She left early today saying that she had this huge thing to deal with her boyfriend" "Well, I guess now it's their problem" he smirks as she leaned closer.

Jason cursed himself for coming to Y/N that night, but he couldn't help the angry taking over him. Maybe if he was lucky he would catch them on act and he could prove his point. He was to drunk to care, it was 2 fucking am. Stumbling over his feet, he makes the way over the door picking up his spare key for the last time. He takes a deep breath thinking about everything he would scream to her about it and opens the door. But not in his most paranoic dreams he thought about the scene that follows.

The entire room was in flowers and candles, but not in a cheesy way, it was remarkble. Walking on a bit a wild Y/N jumps in front of him with the wildest smile "Took you long enough, hi!" she smiles and his eyes open as this was the scariest shit he had witnessed. She had a 'I'm Sorry" ballon and puts in his hand "So, I know I've been missing out lately but I didn't want to tell you before I had everything under control but..." She picks up a bottle of champagne with that huge smile still "I'm a big boss now!" she laughs over jumping in joy. Jason, still standing behind the close door, roll his eyes letting the balloon out in the air "Are you fucking kidding me?" Her smiles disappear and her entire excitment goes away "You can drop the shitty act, I know everything" he says stumbling over the words "Are you drunk?" Y/N says worried coming closer to him but he goes to the opposite direction from her "Jay, something happened?" "Yeah, it did. You fucking liar, I knew it would end this way" he points at her angrily "You blow your way up then, uh? How many?" She couldn't believe in his words, swalling the cry that was about to come out she whispers "What are you saying, Jason?" "You and that fucking piece of shit cheating on me." her eyes widened in surprise "Don't do this, I know I fucking knew it" "What the fucking are you talking about and you better have some good explanation" "Oh so now we're going to facts?" he says sarcastly walking in circles in the room "We start with the phone calls, and then the 'I'm sorry I'm late' or 'I won't make it in time' and then walking with your pimp to the garag-OUTCH" he screams holding his nose over the huge punch Y/N gave him. "HOW DARE YOU, AND HOW DO YOU EVEN KNOW ABOUT THAT?" "I WENT TO YOUR JOB AND ASKED AUDREY, EVERYBODY KNEW EXCEPT FOR ME" She was so angry that she could feel every nerve of her body moving around her "Are you shitting me, Todd? He has PTSD over the accident he had years ago!" she screams her lungs out "I have been walking with him to his car over the last 4 years and he has been thinking of retiring, so I've been working like hell so he could offer me his spot." she goes over by the desk where he once saw full of papers. She picks up throwing in his face "This? These are the clients I've been talking so I could get a good reference." "wHAT ABOUT THAT CALL 'HE'LL NOT BE HERE AT NIGHT" "IT WAS ABOUT TONIGHT YOUR ASSHOLE AND I WAS TALKING TO JADE TO HELP ME PUT THIS" and suddenly, everything makes sense. If he only had asked her early. His faces drop realising the mess he made, sitting on the floor he puts his hands over his face "Jay, I know it seemed really suspicious, but you could asked me first" She says more softly walking to him "I know you have trust issues, I should be more open to that" Jason starts to cry when she puts her hand in his hair "I'm sorry about punching you, I'll go get some ice" He start to sobs louder and shake "Babe c'mon, it's okay. It was just a fight okay? We're okay" he shakes his head negatively "No, we're not" he says between the sobs "We're not" Y/N lifts his face so he could stare at her. "I fucked the secretary over the bar's bathroom" Y/N let's her face drops in shock looking for words to say "I could say that I'm sorry but I can't even remember how it happened" She just kneels putting her hands over her face and looks for air so she could speak "Ho-How could you do this?" her whisper in a voice he knew it was disapointment "You-you could have talk to me Jason, you could just..." "I know, I fucking know" he screams holding his head still "Y/N, I'm impulsive. I followed you the entire day, I had been spying this house every single night making theories, I'm so sorry" he couldn't even face her, by only hearing her heavy breathing and shaken voice "Well, Todd..." her voice comes out softly again as she stand up "You were right. You're problematic... And congrats, you did it. I'm finally leaving you alone" He stands up way to fast, Jason never felted more desperate "Y/N please please" "GET OUT, JASON" she points to the door. This was it, there was nothing he could do. He was too dirty to talk to her, with Audrey's lipstick still in his body he was too dirty to stand up and saying anything. So he just left the house and heard the huge scream the girl gave bursting out in tears. Jason Todd did it again.