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akaridream · 7 months
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all the right buttons: part 2 GOKU (college AU goku x reader)
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alright goku fuckers, come get y'all juice
and don't worry geta lovers, you'll get yours soon too
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You stared at the coin in your hand, anxiously rubbing your thumb over it. The only way to discover your true feelings was to flip it. Heads for Goku, tails for Vegeta.
The coin sailed through the air. You captured it between your palms and flipped it onto the back of one hand. Eyes opening, you lifted your hand. Heads.
YOU: ummm i guess i felt like i had a slightly better connection with goku?
You climbed into bed and laid in the darkness, wiggling your toes impatiently between your bed sheets. Your stomach floated nervously within you, waiting for her response. What if your guess was wrong? Would you be disappointed if it was Vegeta? No, certainly not disappointed. But there would be at least a tinge of FOMO in your heart at the thought of missing out on Goku. He seemed so sweet and easy to get along with. But perhaps he was just a nice guy with everyone and you were nothing special to him. Whatever the case, you jolted when your phone finally buzzed with Bulma’s reply.
BULMA: as soon as you left, goku said you were cool and that you should come over again soon :) and he said you were really pretty An automatic smile spread across your face and you kicked your feet up with a delighted squeal.
YOU: omg i’ll come over right now if he wants haha
BULMA: easy tiger :) i gave him your number and told him to hit you up, so hopefully you’ll be hearing from him v soon
YOU: did you tell him anything I said about him? Did you put in a good word for me?
BULMA: I told him you’re super sweet and lots of fun to be around, but he was already kinda smitten and didnt need much encouragement. it was actually really cute
Your cheeks were starting to hurt from all the smiling. Then your phone buzzed again.
Unknown Number: hey, it’s goku! i got your number from bulma, i hope thats alright
You stomped your feet on the bed, pleasantly surprised that he was texting you already. This guy doesn’t play games!
YOU: omg hey! ofc thats okay! I know I can trust bulma not to give my number to creeps. I had a great time playing with you today!
GOKU: yeah me too! I’ll have to dig out some other games we can play together sometime
YOU: I’m absolutely down for another game sesh! Wish I still had all my old games, I’d bring some
GOKU: just bring yourself and I’m sure we can find something to play! theres actually an old tenkaichi tournament movie, we could try and find it somewhere and watch it
YOU: ive heard its actually a horrible movie! but that isn’t gonna stop me, i love making fun of bad movies
GOKU: haha cool! Vegeta and I always go to the gym friday afternoons, but I’m free after 5 or so. We could order some food and just hang out here
Wow, he really doesn’t beat around the bush! Straight to asking me to hang out already?
YOU: that sounds great! And will your roommates be joining us?
GOKU: they’ll probably be around. But i was kind of hoping it might just be you and me
YOU: i think i’d like that :) so it’s a date then?
GOKU: yeah, if that’s okay with you
YOU: definitely okay with me! I can bring some drinks if you want
GOKU: yeah sure! You like chinese takeout? Theres an awesome place just off campus I order from all the time, they give you sooo much food
YOU: yeah, that sounds great to me. I’m sure you need big portions, you’re a growing boy after all!
For the rest of the week, you texted Goku without the conversation coming to a natural end. As midday turned into Friday afternoon, an anxious, fluttery feeling flooded your stomach. What should you wear? What should you do with your hair? What about makeup? In the end, you opted for a pair of high-waisted jean shorts, a cute camisole with lace trim and an oversized cozy cardigan that kept falling off your shoulder. The peek of skin would be enticing, if he was interested in hooking up of course. And you certainly weren’t against that idea. Since the day you met him, you had been thinking about climbing all over him, especially right into his lap…
You put your hair up into a clip and dotted your cheeks and lips with a soft glow. After a touch of mascara, you admired yourself in your full length mirror. Scrubbed, shaved and smelling lightly of perfume, you felt confident in your natural beauty. Your heart danced in your chest when your phone buzzed with a text from Goku, saying to come over whenever you were ready. You grabbed the case of chilled vodka soda from your dorm fridge and headed across campus.
By the time you arrived at Bulma and Goku’s front door, your cheeks were aching from smiling so much. Your heart still twirling like a ballerina, you knocked and awaited your date’s appearance.
The door swung open, revealing Goku in a tight black tee and another pair of short shorts in bright orange. He grinned and adjusted his glasses on his nose.
“Hey! Good to see ya!” he said, giving you a brief but warm hug as you stepped over the threshold. Your arms snaked around his thin waist, pleasantly aware of having his hard body flush against yours.
“Good to see you again too, Goku! How was your workout?” you asked as he led you into the kitchen.
“Great! Vegeta hit a PR on bench today, so that was cool!”
You tilted your head as he took the case of vodka soda from you and put it in the fridge. “What’s a PR?”
He blinked. “Oh! Personal record. Sorry, I forgot you aren’t a gym rat like me,” he said, shyly scratching the back of his neck. “Oh, Bulma left this for us by the way.” Goku tapped a knuckle on a bottle of white wine with a fancy label.
“Oh my gosh, that looks expensive!” you said as you examined it. “But what a sweetheart she is! I’ll have to tell her thank you!”
Goku led you to the living room where the game console and old TV had been shoved to the corner and Bulma’s fancy flat screen once again dominated the space. A new coffee table sat in front of the couch as well.
“She’s been busting my balls all week about you,” he said with a shy chuckle as he plopped onto the couch.
“Oh yeah?” you asked in a teasing voice. “What about me?” A warm blush started to overtake Goku’s cheeks. He smiled and shrugged. “Just that she’s happy to see me take interest in someone, I guess. Apparently she thinks its about time!”
You sat on the couch and propped your arm over the back, turned to face Goku. “Has it been a while since you dated someone then?”
He nodded. “Yeah, since high school. I had a long term thing with this one girl but it didn’t end so great. She was a bit of a hot-head. But since her… I haven’t even been on a date. Just been trying to sort my own stuff out, you know?”
“Yeah, I get it. I’m not the most experienced with relationships either. Shit’s complicated,” you laughed.
Goku smiled. “Yeah, you’re telling me!” His phone buzzed. “Alright, dinner’s here! Be right back!” His eyes grew wide with excitement and he raced out the door before you could even reply. He came back just as quick and unloaded a surprising amount of food onto the coffee table.
“Are you sure you ordered enough?” you asked sarcastically.
Goku furrowed his brows and looked over the selection of takeout containers. “Well, I thought five entrees might be enough, but I’ll be happy to order more if you want!”
You laughed and opened a pair of chopsticks. “I was kidding! This looks like enough to feed my entire family back home!”
His frown quickly inverted and he grinned. “Oh, okay, good! Should we break out what you brought to drink or try Bulma’s fancy wine?”
“Let’s have the wine with the movie, I think,” you suggested, padding over to the fridge and grabbed a drink for each of you.
Per usual with Goku, conversation was steady and comfy. You chatted and laughed as you sat on the floor across the coffee table from each other, both of your cell phones sitting untouched. “Is this table new?” you asked.
Goku nodded as he scarfed down some lo mein. “Yeah, Bulma bought a new one because Vegeta and I kind of broke the last one.” You sputtered a laugh. “How on earth did you manage to break a coffee table?”
“Well, we were just kind of goofing around and Vegeta slipped and… Fell right through it! It was all glass, he complained about it being invisible all the time anyway. Bulma is convinced he did it on purpose because he hated it!”
You covered your mouth full of food and laughed heartily. “That is hilarious! But what the hell do you mean you were just goofing around?”
He shrugged. “I don’t know, just… Goofin’ off like guys do?”
“Sounds just like my brothers,” you said, shaking your head.
You finished your meal, with Goku eating the lion’s share of the food. You didn’t mind, he clearly required more calories than you did. As he was clearing away all the takeout containers, you watched him in the kitchen from behind. His wide shoulders and slutty waist made your head feel light. Or was it the vodka soda?
“You ready to bust out this bottle of wine?” he called over his shoulder.
Your eyes grazed over his silhouette, admiring his stellar ass in those tiny shorts. “Sure, let’s do it!”
Goku rummaged around in the kitchen drawers. “Crap, I have no idea where to find a corkscrew.”
You rose from your place on the living room floor to help him look. “Well I sure hope you at least know how to use one, because I sure don’t! I only ever buy the cheap wine with the screw top.”
Goku bumped into you, then placed a hand on your hip to navigate around you in the kitchen. You blushed at the contact.
“Bulma’s not here, is she?” you asked. “We could ask her if she knows where it is.”
“No, she said she was heading back to West City to see her parents this weekend. And Vegeta said he’d be out late tonight.”
Way at the back of a stuck drawer, you felt a spiral shape. You turned and twisted it until the drawer could move again, finally able to extract the object. You held it up with a bright smile.
“Ta-da!” you said.
“Hey, nice!” Goku said, giving you a high-five. He took the corkscrew and carefully opened the fancy bottle to pour you both a glass.
You returned to the living room with two stemless crystal glasses as Goku made a quick trip to his bedroom.
“The library had the Tenkaichi movie on DVD!” he called down the hall as he returned. You sat on the edge in the middle of the couch, watching him lean over to load the DVD into the player. Those damn shorts are giving me heart palpitations, you thought. His body is godly.
Cheeks growing warmer by the second, you slid your cardigan off one shoulder for some much-needed cool air. You caught Goku’s eyes taking you in as he turned around, peeking at him over the rim of your wine glass.
“How’s it taste?” Goku asked, his voice quiet and soft.
You raised the crystal and gave it a swirl before taking a sip. You closed your eyes and breathed through your nose as you swallowed the aromatic liquid, a trail of pleasant warmth growing in your chest.
“Expensive,” you said. You both laughed.
Goku grabbed the remote and sat on your right, his left arm automatically fanning over the back of the couch cushion. Once he started the movie, he exchanged the remote for his glass of wine, taking a sizable swig.
“Hm, it’s sweeter than I expected. The last time I tried wine, I felt like it sucked all the moisture out of my mouth,” Goku said.
You took another sip. “Yeah, this one is nice and mild. I could drink the whole bottle of this,” you said, your head starting to feel pleasantly heavy.
Eager to move closer to your date, you sat back into the couch and tucked your feet up, leaning onto your hip. There was still space between the two of you, but it was Goku’s turn to come to you next.
The movie began with a vibrant action scene, filling the dark room with bright flashes of light. After draining half of his glass, Goku leaned forward and placed it on the coffee table. When he leaned back, he closed the small gap between you, nestling your shoulder under his wing on the back of the couch. A rush filled you immediately, and you happily leaned your weight into his firm torso. At that, Goku moved his arm from the couch cushion to rest across your shoulders. Another pleasing rush of adrenaline raced through you. You licked your lips and sipped on the wine.
“This okay?” he said, barely above a whisper.
You gave a smile and warm mm-hmm before placing your glass on the table and snuggling up to him even more. His thighs spread slightly, making his leg press into yours. Like chess opponents trading moves, you thought about what your next move should be. Your mind flashed back to the last time you saw Goku. That blue tank top had shown off his pecs just right…
Biting your lip, you leaned your head over to rest your burning cheek against his chest. With your ear pressed to him, you could hear his heart beating wildly. The excitement of snuggling up with such a handsome guy was not lost on you, as your heart was purring like an engine. His pecs really did make for a great pillow.
Goku began brushing his fingers softly over your exposed shoulder. You sighed happily and relaxed into his touch.
“You’re comfy,” you said as you worked your arms around his waist. He leaned back, pulling you into him even more.
“Thanks,” he chuckled. “You’re cute.”
“Thanks,” you breathed, heart leaping at the compliment.
As the movie progressed, you paid less attention to it and more to every fiber of Goku’s body. After polishing off your glasses of wine and feeling delightfully buzzed, you curled up even further into him, feet tucked up and thighs falling over onto his. Your head also migrated from resting atop his muscular chest to nuzzling into his neck. All it would take would be a subtle movement to start kissing his neck…
It took a while to muster the courage to make such a bold move. It was only your first date after all. Perhaps this was moving too fast. But he really did seem into you. And you were undoubtedly into him. While gently petting your hand over his chest, you parted your lips, and allowed a steamy breath to escape and tickle his neck. His heart began to drum hard enough for you to feel. You let your lips touch his skin with a feather-light press. Goku’s dark eyes slid closed with your next kiss, the fullness of your gorgeous mouth lighting up each nerve along his neck. You gave a gentle suck to it, causing a sweet sigh to fall from his lips. You trailed your hand up to hold the opposite side of his neck as your tongue began to tease him with tiny kitten licks, then bold circles.
Goku’s hand went from your shoulder to the back of your head, guiding you. You felt his pulse pound as you kissed him. His other hand found your wrist and squeezed.
“Hah,” he breathed. “Need to kiss you.”
You pulled back enough to look at his handsome face. His cheeks were pleasantly pink and his eyes were dazed and dreamy behind his frames. He took your chin with one hand and brought your mouth up to his, finally letting your hot breaths intermingle before he sweetly caressed your lips with his own. Goku’s tongue softly brushed over your lip, silently pleading for yours. You obliged and his tongue invaded to massage yours. Every movement was slow and sensual, tender yet incredibly erotic.
While shifting yourself to face Goku more fully, your leg brushed past something hard, and you were certain it wasn’t just his meaty thighs. Your core heated and revved like a racecar. Unable to keep them suppressed, sighs and heavy breaths from Goku encouraged you to continue kissing.
“W-wait,” Goku said, pulling away slightly. “You aren’t too drunk for this, are you?”
You pulled back further and looked at him, his black eyes full of concern. Your heart clenched. What a sweetheart!
“No,” you giggled, pulling his glasses off and placing them next to your empty wine glasses. “I may be a bit buzzed, but I’m fully aware of what I’m doing. And I don’t intend to stop.”
With that, you climbed over Goku to straddle his lap. Without the black frames, his eyes shone with gentleness, and lust. Using his shoulders for support, you adjusted yourself atop his lap until you found exactly what you were looking for. His lips fell open with a sharp, breathy groan.
“This okay?” you asked as you returned your mouth to his.
Goku kissed you between heated breaths as he gripped your thighs. “Hahh, yeah. Definitely.”
You shrugged off your cardigan and tossed it aside as you made out. One of your hands worked into Goku’s wild hair as his hands wandered up to your hips. He pulled you towards him, chest to chest, and your tight jean shorts gave you both a taste of delicious friction. That made him shove his tongue messily down your throat, like he was slowly fucking your mouth. You whined, grinding your hips down. He responded with a tight squeeze to your ass.
“I’ve… I’ve never really done this whole hooking up thing before,” he admitted.
You scratched his scalp lightly, making his eyes flutter in pleasure. “We don’t have to go any further.”
“But that’s the problem,” he said, kissing your throat. “I don’t wanna stop. You’re really hot and I don’t know if I can control myself.”
You giggled as his lips trailed down to your collarbone, sweet sensations filling you from head to core. “Then by all means, continue.”
“You gotta tell me if you wanna stop, or if I go too far.” He slid the strap of your cami and kissed your shoulder.
“Okay. And you do, too,” you breathed as his fingers softly traced your arm.
Just the touch of his hands was enough to make your eyes fall closed in bliss, and you wanted his big hands all over you. Under your shirt, on your waist, in your shorts…
“Can’t believe you aren’t bringing girls back every night. You’re so fucking hot,” you said as he sucked on your pulse point.
He smirked and took your cheek in in his palm. “I’m not a fuck boy. I don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings.” He gave you the most saccharine kiss yet, making you melt completely in his lap. “Which reminds me…” He pulled back slightly to look you in the eyes. “This… Isn’t just gonna be a one time thing, is it? Because I really do like you, and I want to get to know you.”
You smiled and put your hands on his gorgeous chest. “I like you too, Goku. And I’d love to get to know you better, and make out with you more, too.”
He gave a glowing smile and endearing chuckle. If he were any cuter, you feared your heart may burst. “Yeah, I really like kissing you. Like, a lot.”
And so you did just that. Desperate yet tender, Goku’s tongue reconnected with yours as your hips began to roll against his. Those shorts of his were blessedly thin, and your tight denim put pressure right on your sweet spot.
“Mm, touch me more,” you pleaded.
“Where?” he whispered.
“Anywhere. Everywhere.”
You took Goku’s lower lip between your teeth as his big hands roamed freely. His thumbs brushed the undersides of your breasts, then boldly over the fullness of them just as your hips hitched against his stiff cock print. A moan ripped from your throat.
You gripped the back of the couch on either side of Goku’s head and started working your hips into a rhythm. It was agonizingly slow for him, just enough stimulation to tease and make him want more. Foreheads sealed together, mouths exchanging breaths, you humped his lap as he tenderly squeezed your tits.
“Can you go faster?” he asked, a desperate tremble to his voice. You grinned and did as he asked while bringing your chest close to his face. He pressed your breasts together and kissed the tops of them, slightly pulling down the top of your camisole. You slid the straps off your shoulders and pulled the shirt down to expose your tits to him. Goku’s eyes shone brightly as they drank you in. “Fuck. You’re perfect,” he praised, circling his thumbs over your nipples.
“Use your mouth.”
He obeyed immediately, placing delicate kisses over one while softly pinching the other. You sighed and rewarded him by continuing to hump him. But he teased you, only lightly lapping your nipple with his sweet tongue.
“Mm, harder,” you whined.
Goku proved to be pleasantly obedient, taking your directions well. He sucked and pulled back to let your tit bounce, then sought your eyes for approval. You groaned in pleasure and mussed his hair, forcing his head back to your chest. One of his large hands supported your upper back, the other smearing saliva over your pert nipple. The telltale tingle between your thighs was beginning to grow steadily. Based on the way he was whining and bucking underneath you, Goku was feeling good, too.
“Damnit, please don’t make me ruin these shorts by cumming in them,” he begged.
You slowed your pace and lifted Goku’s chin. “Where do you want to cum then?”
His pupils wide in awe, he failed to form any coherent words. “I… Well, wha…”
“Aw, did I make you dumb already, big boy?” you patronized.
“I was never that smart to begin with.” His expression was dreamy and he stared up at you like you were a goddess.
You giggled and stood up. “Why don’t you let me finish you off?”
You got on your knees between his, your breasts still exposed and holding his attention. Your soft hands rubbed up his sculpted thighs, sneaking under the hem of his shorts. His eyes met yours as you palmed his aching cock. His perfectly kissable lips hung open as you teased him, and his throaty little moans each sent a pulse straight to your pussy.
As you pulled at the waistband of his shorts, you saw two wet spots of precum had soaked through, a sign of a job well done by you. Goku lifted his hips and pulled down the obstruction to reveal his gloriously sized dick. You almost growled at the sight, feral with desire.
“Holy shit,” you said, eyes devouring the perfect specimen before you. The tip was fat and shiny, begging for your lips to wrap around it. “This still okay?”
He blew a puff of air through his nose. “Of course.”
You wrapped your index finger and thumb around his thick cock, teasing up and down his shaft slowly. He tried to strangle his moan in his throat. You met his eyes as he reclined and you lightly pressed a kiss to his tip, then trailed more kisses down one side of his length. You never would have guessed he could made such sinful sounds from his candy-sweet personality, but each noise weakened you. Eye contact still unbroken, your lips finally enveloped his cockhead, then pulled off with an obscene slurp. One hand on his shaft and the other squeezing his thigh, you circled your tongue around Goku’s beautiful cock. Worshipping it with your mouth and hearing his vocal approval made you clench your leg muscles, stimulating yourself.
“Decided where you wanna cum yet?” you asked as you licked up the underside, making him shudder.
“Ahh… I’m really not picky,” he chuckled.
With that, you started sucked him off with purpose and vigor, eager to hear his whines of pleasure. Your saliva dripped down, making a mess of him as your hand twisted and pulled. You kept constant pressure and pleasure on him, making his moans pitch up. They came in short, desperate bursts and you finally dove deep, taking his entire length down your throat in one swift motion. As you lifted to dive down again, Goku gripped the arm of the couch with one hand and guided your head with the other. While his touch was light on you, you feared his intense strength might rip the upholstery of the poor couch.
“Ahh, almost there!” Goku cried, hips beginning to twitch.
End in sight, you watched his face as you sucked him. A few final strokes and one beastly growl had him shooting hot strings down your throat. His brows knit together tightly, mouth hanging open, head tossing. He writhed in pleasure as you slowed, swallowing every drop he offered you. And it was a lot. You swallowed at least three times, taking more cum each time. Even when your mouth left him, tiny beads formed at the slit of his cock. You smeared them with you thumb, then licked him clean.
“Hope you didn’t mind that I decided for you,” you panted, proud of your hard work.
Goku slumped on the couch wearing a dazed expression. “I can barely move. Damn,” he said with a soft chuckle. “But what can I do for you now?”
Just as a grin started to form, the sound of someone unlocking the front door jolted you both out of your haze. Your eyes grew wide.
“Vegeta’s back already?” Goku whispered, frantically stuffing himself back inside his shorts as you fixed your shirt. You stood quickly enough to make your head spin and grabbed your empty wine glasses to busy yourself. Just as you made it to the kitchen to wash the glasses (and your hand covered in spit and cum), Vegeta shoved his way through the front door. You gave him a soapy-handed wave.
“Hey Vegeta,” you said, hoping he wouldn’t take a long enough look at you to notice your flushed face, neck, and chest. Thankfully, he just gave you a grunt in reply.
“You’re back early,” Goku said, a lilt in his voice.
“Not really,” Vegeta grumbled, barely giving Goku a glance as he passed. His bedroom door shut with a stern thud.
“Sounds like he had a bad day,” you mused.
Goku stood from the couch and replaced his eyeglasses. “Well, yeah. He’s jealous that you picked me over him.”
Your heart screeched to a halt. “Wait. What are you talking about?”
He tilted his head and padded over to you at the sink. “Bulma said that you said you had a better connection with me.”
Your cheeks began to burn. “She told you I said that? But she said one of you asked about me! She told me to guess which one! I couldn’t decide which of you I liked better, so she… That Bulma!” You dried your hands and tossed the dish towel onto the counter, pouting that Bulma had tricked you into making a decision. “Wait, so neither one of you actually asked her about me?”
Goku smiled warmly. “Actually, we both did. As soon as Vegeta got back from his lab, we had an argument about which one of us was gonna get to ask you out. Bulma overheard us and told us she’d figure out who you liked better!”
“But I just flipped a coin! Literally, I couldn’t decide!” you laughed.
“You did? So you didn’t really pick me at all, did you?” Goku asked, looking like a kicked puppy.
You stood on your toes and reached your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a sensual kiss.
“Fate picked you for me. And for the record, I’m really, really glad it was you, Goku.” His hands held your waist as he returned your kiss. When you pulled back, his sugary smile had renewed completely and his eyes sparkled with affection.
“Me too.”
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rogueddie · 1 year
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It's an easy task he is given. Humans break so easily and this one is no different. He's given enough time by his Master to watch, to stay in the shadows and wait for the perfect moment to strike.
It's almost too easy. This specific human is so tired, seeming to drag itself around its house. Only sustaining itself because other humans come and force it to do so. It is weak. Despite it's size and the warnings from the Hive, this one will be a kill he knows he will not enjoy. There's no sport to it.
The window isn't locked. There's no alarms or traps. He slides in with no trouble, no resistance.
And there it is. Laying in bed, asleep, not stirring at his quiet footsteps. It is curled up in a tight ball, arms wrapped around itself, making it look almost small. It is completely vulnerable. An easy kill.
But it feels wrong. The idea of killing this human, now that he's here...
His Master has no problems with killing his creations. He won't hesitate to kill Kas either. He has to kill this human, or he will be killed himself. His survival instincts burn strong and bright.
His hand is gentle when he reaches out to brush its hair back, pushing the stray strands away from its eyes. It doesn't wake, but it does shfit in its sleep. It seems to almost seek out the warmth from his hands, trying to turn its head to press against him.
He can't help but wonder why it is left on its own. Can't help but wonder how stupid the other humans must be to leave this one behind, to not see how important this one is. He wonders if they realize how vulnerable it is.
This time, when he reaches out, he touches its skin. A finger on its arm, feeling the heat of its skin and the steady thrum of its heartbeat.
It hums, eyes slowly blinking open.
He should leave. He needs to leave. He has to kill it. He cannot let it wake properly. It will kill him, try to at least, forcing him to finally go through with his Masters command.
"Eddie?" Its voice cracks, sounds so sad and desperate, confused. There's a shine of building liquid in its eyes. It doesn't try to hurt him, grabs his top, holds him there. "Is this- are you real? Are you really here?"
He blinks at it for a moment. "Yes."
It laughs, a sound that is such a horrible mix between relieved and distressed. It lifts himself up, throws his arms around... him? He hugs him tight, hands clutching at the back of his top.
"I'm not..." He tries, but he cannot find the words. He waits until he pulls back from the hug, so he can look him in the eyes. "I am not... right."
He scoffs at him, something about his grin tickling at something in his head. "Well, yeah, obviously. You were dead, dude."
"I was dead?"
But that's not right, is it? He doesn't remember being alive long enough to have died. Although, the more he thinks about it, the more his head aches. It feels like theres something on the edge of his thoughts.
"Yeah. Fuck, I don't even care how you're back. Dustins gonna be so happy to see you again."
"Dustin... Henderson?" He leans back, staring at the wall.
He sits up, finally looking concerned. Not as panicked as he should be though. "What do you remember?"
"Dustin was... crying?"
He isn't sure where the thought came from. He knows it to be real though. A kid, holding him as best he could, crying over Eddie. Over him.
His head hurts. Being near Steve is only making it worse.
"Woah, hey, where are you going?"
"I can't... be here. Not safe."
"You are, you're safe here, I'm not about to let you get hurt again."
"You are not safe." He gently pries Steves hand off his wrist.
"I can take care of myself."
Eddie snorts, rolling his eyes. "You can't even feed yourself. Just... give me some time to get my head right, ok? This is all... a lot. And I was about to kill you in your sleep."
"Ok," Steve winces, looks a little ashamed. "Good point. But where else can you go? I have plenty of space. Parents aren't coming back any time soon either. You'll be safe here."
"But what if I-"
"No, nope. Don't give me any bullshit excuses. If you have somewhere safe that you would rather go to, that's fine. If not, you're staying here."
"I have somewhere safe I can go."
"Really? Where?"
Shit. "Uh... Skull Rock?"
"Doesn't exist anymore. Looks like you're stuck here."
It's not the worst place to be stuck, he reasons. It's better than going back to his little hidey-hole in the Upside Down. Especially because Steve puts a jumper on and cooks him some food. He doesn't bother putting pants on, confidently walking around in his boxers.
... Not that Eddie is looking or anything.
The food tastes horrible. Wrong. But Eddie forces himself to eat all of it, hiding his grimaces. Even though it tastes foul, it leaves him feeling a lot better. Full, healthier. More grounded to reality.
His house has two spare rooms. They're so clinical, neat and put together. They're worse than Steves room, which looked more like a nightmare than a bedroom.
Eddie tells Steve as much.
"Thanks," Steve glares. "But unless you want to sleep on the sofa, you need to pick a room."
"I'm stealing yours. It's the only one that doesn't look like bleach."
"Hilarious."
Eddie immediately follows him as he heads back towards his room. "I'll sleep on the floor? Come on, those rooms are horrible. I've seen better bedrooms in school."
"You're not sleeping on the floor." Steve climbs into bed, shuffling to make room and patting the space next to him. "Come on. Stay on your side."
"Sure, sure."
Eddie doesn't sleep anymore. He doesn't tell Steve that. It's nice to curl up, warm and comfortable. It's nice to have someone else there. It's nice to have Steve there.
He wishes he could say he's surprised at how quickly and how easily Steve falls asleep. But it's as nice as it is worrying. Steve still feels comfortable and safe with him, even though Eddie tried to explain that Vecna had something to do with his return and his change.
Steve doesn't move a lot in his sleep. Only once. Turning over, onto his front. Onto Eddie. He shuffles for a second, one arm curling around his waist, before settling. He doesn't move again the whole night, only the occasional squeeze on his waist.
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Okay, second post, this ones mostly about Feyre because honestly, as of chapter 3 I havent really noticed Tamlin being out of character and from what Ive heard his character assassination was supposed to happen very quickly. Idk, right now he just seems like the same guy but traumatized although I'll fully admit that I didnt care that much for him outside of the Feylin romance (which was pretty sweet but too boring for me) so maybe I just didnt pay enough attention to him to fully grasp his character
Feyre is frustrating to me right now because I dont think shes out of character either, right now shes also just the same woman but traumatized, but like, I already know the extent to which her character will be bent for the sake of Rhysand. In these first three chapters she literally thinks something along the lines of "What's there for me to do but sit at home and spend Tamlin's money" Tell me, what does she end up doing in the night court huh????
Another thing thats frustrating is that Feyre clearly has issues communicating her feelings and wants, I know because I also had issues with that, and instead of learning that very valuable skill of telling others about your inner world and trying to work on her relationships (with both Tamlin and with her sisters), shes just gonna end up with a guy who can read her mind so theres no need for her to challenge herself and grow in any way. Yay. One thing especially stuck out to me in this regard was her attituide towards wearing dresses. Feyre does not like wearing dresses, its not like she never got to wear them back at home even though she wanted to, she just doesnt like wearing them in her day-to-day life, but she feels like she has to because she thinks its what Tamlin wants and because she thinks that if she wears pants its gonna somehow signal to the citizens of the spring court that something is incredibly wrong. But again, she doesnt tell anyone this, she doesnt ask Tamlin if he can just explain to everyone that everything is fine and that Feyre just has an unconventional way of dressing, which he would probably be fine with if its still the same guy from the first book. And it doesnt even seem like Tamlin directly made any kind of comment to her about the dresses she wears, she just saw that he was happy when he saw her wear them, which couldve well been him being happy to see her in general but she doesnt even consider that
Theres also the fact that its very unclear what she wants/what her problem is. Now, this actually isnt something that bothers me that much on its own, Feyre is traumatized and lost, obviously she doesnt know exactly what she wants at this point beyond "the situation Im in sucks and makes me feels bad, I want to get out", I think what bothers me is mostly the knowledge that Tamlin is gonna get blamed for a lot of this stuff when its really not his fault.
And I do want to make it clear that I dont think hes doing a great job handling this situation, I know a lot of people in the acotar critical sphere find his actions understandable and justifiable from his perspective and thats true, but hes still doing a bad job handling Feyre's emotional state. Like, one of your beloved's main issues is that she feels horrible because she feels trapped at home, for the love of god just let her go outside on her own. Maybe send her to village thats far inland or close to the border to the mortal realm, surely those monsters are not gonna manage to come that far if youre all going on patrols to kill them as soon as possible. And even if they do, the people of any village are gonna bend over backwards in order to protect their capital c Cursebreaker, shes gonna be fine
But, to get back to my original point, even if Tamlin was a daemati or whatever like Rhys and could read her mind the way she needs it to be read, he would still not be able to figure out what exactly Feyre needs right now because she doesnt know it herself! I literally read all of her thoughts and I dont know! Does she want to help others and be responsible for a whole bunch of people because its what shes always known to do? Does she want to avoid resonsibility for now because she wants to recover from her traumatic childhood of having the responsibility of keeping her family alive on top of all the new UTM-trauma? Its hard to say and that makes sense for Feyre at this point in her life, but she cant just blame people for not understanding her when she doesnt properly understand herself and refuses tl verbalize her feelings
Anyway, thats it for today, hope you enjoyed this
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Hey!! Sorry if I’m doing this wrong I am new to this kinda stuff but do u mind writing headcanons on how the p5 phantom thief boys would take care of the reader when they’re on their period? If not it’s fine!
꒰baby im yours !꒱
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p5 boys when their s/o is on their period headcannons !
character x afab!reader
includes joker, ryuji, yusuke, and akechi !
warnings : mentions of periods, obviously lol
a/n : its shark week for yours truly so i thought now is the best time to write this :D i wasnt sure what gendered reader you wanted, so i just decided to leave it as afab, hope thats alright :))
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JOKER // REN AMAMIYA
maybe this is biased, but i feel out of everyone on this list hes the most prepared.
like, hes not overbearing but he knows just enough to spare you both any awkward conversations.
he doesnt have any feminine products in his bathroom since its technically shared with leblanc customers and he doesnt want to embarrass you or anyone else, but you know theres always a few of whatever you need in his school bag or his dresser!
hes a very calm person, which can be very relieving, especially when you accidentally bleed on something.
you both were hanging out one day after school, and when you got up off of his bed to go make some food, you noticed a red spot on the sheets.
you were internally freaking out, trying to figure out what to do knowing how some guys tend to find it gross, while ren literally just comments "dont worry about it, i needed motivation to do laundry anyways." and asks if you need anything.
you feel like youve just been given whiplash, no way thats it, hes so cool with it?
he even gives you a pair of his boxers and sweatpants since you bled through your clothes, and when you come out of the bathroom hes got a steaming hot cup of coffee and some chocolates on the counter all ready for you. <3
SKULL // RYUJI SAKAMOTO
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confused, embarrassed, and a little bit (a lot) dramatic. he tries to act like its not a big deal, but in reality he doesnt really know anything about periods, and hes convinced youre secretly in a lot of pain. (which i mean, you could be depending on cramps… but you get what i mean.)
hes horribly uneducated on this topic, and definitely the worst person to be stuck with when you start. 
hes calling ann asking her to explain what to do with the reddest face youve ever seen. 🧍
ryuji definitely thought it was a little gross at first too, but once he understood it was just a normal thing your body did he felt more okay about it.
hes trying super hard to be a good boyfriend, but hes stuttering over his questions. barely able to ask you if he needs to get you anything.
i swear his eyes almost popped out of his head when you said all you wanted was for him to shut up and cuddle with you. 💀💀
he tries to be there for you as much as possible, but if you tend to get more angry, just note that hell try to stay away a bit. 
he has issues keeping his temper under control, even when it comes to you, and he doesnt want to start any unnecessary arguments.
at the end of the day, communication is key when it comes to you guys relationship, he just wants whats best for both of you!
FOX // YUSUKE KITAGAWA
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yusuke has probably never felt the touch of another human being before you so hes very… confused to say the least.
what do you mean youre bleeding? and its normal? this happens monthly? his mind is blown.
i dont see him being weird in the way he wants to use your period as inspiration for a painting, but weird in the way that hell track it.
maybe this just a personal thing who finds it weird when a guy wants to track when your on your cycle, but it seems right up yusukes alley 😭.
hes a little strange, and he just wants to help! but he also doesnt really know what hes doing, so his presence can be a bit overwhelming.
gets pouty when you end up snapping at him, but once you explain why hes a lot more aware of how much hes bothering you.
hes also willing to get you whatever you need, as long as youre buying.
one time you had asked him to get you pads/tampons, and he called you 30 minutes later saying that he didnt have any money…
however, unlike someone else on this list, hes not embarrassed about it. more so genuinely curious, as he loves learning about you and he thinks its important to know how your body works!
hell probably draw you something nice as well if it makes you feel better. :)
CROW // GORO AKECHI
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oh boy, akechi sure is a character. and i think with him it depends.
usually though hes just a pretty average guy. hes not stupid, but he also isnt the best at understanding your emotions, or his own, for that matter.
youre in public, akechi talking to one of the tv hosts after hes finished appearing on a show, and you gently tug on his jacket to let him know you started your period, and need the restroom. 
hes conflicted, whats supposed to come first, you or his reputation? when it comes to him, he makes any simple situation way more complicated in his head.
he makes an eternal sacrifice to shoo away the people talking to him, and he quickly takes off his jacket to wrap it around your waist. you both find a bathroom nearby and he paitently waits for you outside.
when you walk out, he offers to pick up whatever you may need (including some food) and take you home.
at your front door, he kisses your cheek, but cant help but noticed the nervous expression on your face.
its only then when you mention that akechis jacket is, in fact, a light color, and is most definitely stained now with bright red blood. his face goes blank, and youre worried for a second he might be mad.
he only shrugs at that, same detective prince smile as always, and jokes that youre paying for his dry cleaning.
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sometimes i think about the way asriel interacts with people and how he seems to believe that theres like. rules to friendship or something of the sort. maybe not Rules exactly but he seems to think there's a Correct way to act. he needs to do everything Right so he can get his Happy Ending. and the thing that really gets me about that is we only see him directly talk to two (2) people and that's chara and frisk. with chara it's like he's desperately trying to be as nice as possible and he just kind of goes along with whatever they say to keep them as a friend, and that only breaks once he feels like he's done something wrong (an example would be when he goes to asgore after getting scared by them). and how he says "i'd Never doubt You chara" despite obviously doubting this plan is so. yeah he's a people pleaser alright.
and Then there's frisk. flowey doesn't seem to see a point in befriending them for several reasons whether it's jealousy or an uncomfortable reminder of who he lost or that they remind him of himself. he talks to them as if he's thinking out loud, talking to himself. the only times he slips back into that persona is when he's trying to get the player to do what he wants like "oh maybe She has the key to your happiness :)" and this is Exactly why he NEVER believes anyone when they're genuinely kind to him. he thinks it MUST be an act because he thinks that's what his kindness is. he's so firm in his belief that he Must be terrible that he could never be genuinely kind or genuinely care about anyone. he's stuck in this cycle of self hatred from grief and his inability to Stop Masking For One Day Of His Life
so then it makes me think really hard about the way he interacts with papyrus. papyrus is really interesting cuz he's genuinely kind without just letting people do whatever they want to him. he has his boundaries and flowey knows how he'd respond to anything he says. and papyrus pretty much goes "wowww cant believe u would say that about urself" whenever anyone's a jerk to him which i'm SURE was amusing to flowey. we don't know much about how they talk to each other but they can probably understand each other's loneliness but i also think a lot about how sans says that flowey gives him praise and predictions. it just makes me wonder if he's Once Again falling back into his people pleaser habits with those he's fond of out of fear of losing them even though he knows how papyrus would react if he Was a jerk
flowey believing he can't feel and that this is so horrible of him is probably a result of him masking his whole life whether it's as the prince or someones friend and going "oh god this isnt really Me... what Is really me and did the Nice me die along with chara???" i just think. he's so unbelievably traumatized and clearly autistic (and probably has ocd tbh) and he doesn't know how to deal with it when he's done something that results in an unhappy end. that's Also why he blames himself so much he just thinks if he just did everything right everything would have turned out right. he's so well written in every aspect and it always makes me happy to see a well written character that i can relate to as someone with both ptsd and autism... thank u flowey i love u
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rintarousgirl · 5 months
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jjk characters as taylor swift love songs
PART ONE
a/n: these are all the adult characters that i chose, and the next part will be the current students!
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suguru getou / invisible string
"hell was the journey, but it brought me to heaven"
there was a time in suguru's life where he thought he wouldn't be able to recover from the pressing darkness clouding his mind. waking up each day managed to be a chore, and staying awake was even harder. trying to remain strong and positive took too many tolls on him, and yet you came. you were a shine of gold light in his small rotting cottage, holding the piece of invisible string that tied your pinkies together. you gave him your honey-sweet smiles and looked up at him with those beautiful sparkling eyes that promised a future better than anything he could've wished for.
nanami kento / call it what you want
"you don't need to save me, but would you run away with me"
kento knew he'd live a desired life. an easy one. he worked his hours, got paid for his hours, got home and took his rest and the next day he'd repeated. you were unexpected, unplanned. you'd waltzed into his office job, holding coffees and smiling, and kento knew you were the person he wanted to live beside. even if it meant throwing away jujutsu society and everything he worked for. he'd take your hand, shoulder all your burdens, go out of his way to make sure your life was easy if it meant keeping you.
gojo satoru / daylight
“i don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you, i don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you”
satoru knows he doesn’t have a lot of things in life. he’s the number one sorcerer, he can’t be selfish. but when it comes to you? there’s nothing he wants more but to be by your side. satoru would move heaven and earth to be with you. no elders, no curse could stop him. everyday he was graced by you, and he never wanted it to stop. you saved him. you kept him from the crooked path of corruption. you kept his heart full, healthy. in sickness and in health, as he’d call it. satoru vows that if theres ever a day he’s not with you, he must be dead.
choso / mine
“you made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter, you are the best thing that's ever been mine”
choso knew better than to break your heart. he was smarter than that, he loved you more than that. he had to be careful, made sure your love was just as strong as his, before he could take you. he didn’t want any doubt, because he knows there are much better men out there, begging for your attention. but they couldn’t hold a dime to his love. they couldn’t treat you the way he could, worship you the way he could. his love was unmatched, and on top of that, you were his. “mine,” he’d whisper, and you’d hum. “yours,” you agree.
toji fushiguro / dress
“only bought this dress so you could take it off, take it off, carve your name into my bedpost, ‘cause I don't want you like a best friend”
toji knew it was wrong, he’d be stupid not to. he shouldn’t have let the pathetic maid from the zen’in clan follow him that night he escaped. you were dead weight. but toji still found himself draping his jacket over your shoulders when you shivered, and breathing hot air into your hands. he still found himself paying for your food, and buying you small things you mentioned in passing. he still found himself wrapped around you, his lips pressing against yours in the dark hours of the night. in the morning, it’d be fine. you’d be the pathetic person who followed him around all day. there would be no touches, no lingering glazes. he wouldn’t care for you like that, even though he desperately wanted to.
ieiri shoko / sparks fly
“my mind forgets to remind me you're a bad idea, you touch me once and it's really something”
shoko knows she isn’t perfect. she knows her sleep schedule is horrible, and that most of her attention is divided between med school and getting a new pack of cigs. but once she saw you, she couldn’t stop noticing you. your bright smiles, beautiful laughter. shoko wanted to be on the receiving end of all of it. she wanted to be the one who brightened up your day, and kissed your lips till you were breathless. even if she was the worst option, the option that couldn’t give you what you wanted. she wanted you, and that should make up for it right?
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///tw for sa and rape kink talk! just in case you arent comfortable w that
hi!!! sorry this is gonna be a bit if a long ask lol. i saw a lot of the stuff happening on twitter with hazbin and i think the main issue people had wasn't just because there was an sa scene in an episode (it can be really good to depict that and bring awareness to it, especially if handled well) - from what i can pick up, it seems that it's due to there being no trigger warnings for sexual violence, sa, or anything like that (from what i heard it has a warning for graphic violence but that covers a very huge scope), and that the scene itself was storyboarded by a person that has a noncon and rape kink (said person has stated they weren't sa'd in the past, but vivziepop said otherwise) /info
it is really upsetting to see how much the episode distressed a lot of people, and though it is good to hear that it wasn't the same experience with all sa victims and some felt seen, it's still important to hear the voices of those that were really bothered by it, too. Getting both sides from the affected parties is especially important in this situation I think - everyone is valid in their feelings about the episode, though.
I hope this kind of explained other people's povs a bit more and I really hope both sides can come to an understanding soon because the aggression I'm seeing on twitter is getting way out of hand (I apologize if my tone came off wrong in any part of this ask, i cant really tell how i come off, but please lmk if i sound aggressive or rude in any way here! i don't mean for that at all /gen).
-woomy!!
Yeah no I do get that. It's just like. Most of the complaints I've seen are "they didnt have to do it on screen." Like. Hm. So you want it to be that he loves being whored out by a guy who beats the shit out of him? And also just like stuff about how Angel could leave if he wanted to which isnt a choice for most people. And then people saying he's over-sexualized or that "real" SA survivors dont act like that.
Now dont get me wrong, theres some pretty shitty stuff going on with Hazbin and Viziepop's staff. Viziepop is a horrible fucking person. And sometimes horrible people hire other horrible people to work on good things and accidentally make them horrible too. I get that it's triggering to a lot of people because it really was fucked up how they handled it. But I cant stop thinking about my one friend who was trafficked as a child saying that she loves Angel Dust because shes never seen anyone like her in media before, and I hold onto that.
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antiwhores · 2 years
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Bakugou’s game.
Angst with no comfort so if you a pussy leave on god. Tw: no spell check, cheating and shit. Well kinda, unintention cheating? Intentional but not intentional- DAMN JUST READ THE STORY.
Summary: Bakugou plays with your feelings in an attempt to make you get jealous but he goes to far and shit.
Part two!
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All night all you’ve seen is just Katsuki being flirting with her. A new girl, Kaminari had brought her as a plus one. Apparently she was a family friend. They weren’t dating, she just begged to go so he said yes. She was a fan of a lot of the people attending.
No one noticed except you. Another plus of having a secret relationship. He always does this when he’s feeling petty. You both had a fight before about something insignificant. You called him stupid during the argument. In your defense, the whole thing was stupid. He was stupid, you were stupid, etc.
You watched as he completely ignored you the entire night. He would barely glance at you. Only giving his attention to the girl.
He was playing a game, a game you hated. A game you couldn’t win at. He’d done this before to get a rise out of you. When you’d get jealous enough and confront him he’d get hard and start to fuck the security into you.
It worked at first, but theres only a couple times you could play this game with him before the insecurity wasn’t temporarily.
Suddenly the dress you wore looked ugly. Your makeup wasn’t as good as hers. Your hair wasnt what he liked. Your body wasnt as fit as hers. Everything was wrong.
You poured yourself another glass of alcohol to numb your senses as everyone chatted at the table you occupied. The glass blocked the sight of her hands wrapped around his bicept. Unfortunately, it couldn’t block hearing either.
“Oh my god, I would do anything to wake up to you. Im so jealous of whoever got the privilege!” She whined, lip pouted. You had learned her name was Essy, you didn’t want to trouble yourself with memorizing it but you couldn’t help yourself. You imagined him moaning her name instead of hers. It hurt. You downed more alcohol.
“I could make that happen,” He smirked at her brightened up face. “Only if you show me how you foreign girls sleep.”
That was the last straw. You couldn’t stand it anymore.
You calmly stood up, “Excuse me you guys, I gotta go take care of something.” “Are you sure y/n?” Kaminari questioned. “I still haven’t taught you my sick dance moves!” You faked a laugh, “Next time!”
Everyone waved you off as you headed towards one of the vacant rooms. This place was a mix of a hotel and club. It was opened late nights only and gave people a place to stay and party to prevent driving home drunk.
As soon as the door closed you let out a shaky breath. You climbed over to the bed to start your thinking. You had little time before Bakugou would come in the same room, expecting some jealous fucking. You couldn’t do it anymore. You hated feeling so replacable.
You sucked up the tears that begged to fall as the door opened. Just as you had thought, Bakugou came waltzing in with a smirk on his face. He was midway of unbuttoning his shirt. You felt angry how easily he thought it was to get you to just submit to his body even after he’d done horrible shit.
He threw your bag onto the bed, “You forgot this, its like you wanted me to come in with you.” You clicked your tounge, “No, its just cause I was too distracted by your new girl fondling you.” He unbuckles his belt, smirking at your comment. “Hmm, well shes still waiting for me out there so you better stop being bratty.
Your face felt hot with anger, He cant take a fucking hint? You shot up to walk away. You didn’t want to freak out on him right now. You felt way too exhausted to not act rash. But he grabbed your neck and pulled you into a heated kiss. “Mmm, bet that slut doesn’t walk away mid moment.”
Although it was meant to be some sick joke you couldn’t stop yourself. Your hand had crossed his face, making a loud sound, before you could even process what you were doing. “I can’t fucking believe you.” You sobbed. He stopped his advances, “What the fuck?! Why’d you slap me?” Heavy tears started to fall down your face as he grabbed his face. “I can’t do this anymore.”
Your knees buckled into the wall, “I cant.” He stared in shock at you for a couple of moments before speaking again. “Why the hell are you crying?! You know I don’t actually want her!” “Except I dont!” You yelled, “You haven’t looked at me all night, not even a glance. You’ve given her all your attention. You went out of you way to make my night horrible. She’s been all over you! You’ve been all over her. You threatened go sleep with her for Christ sake!”
He pulled your arm away from your face, “That was all an act to make you jealous dumbass! I only wanted you this whole time.” You pulled your hand away from his. “An act, huh? I never liked this act. It makes me insecure, you make me insecure. And you think you can just pull your dick out and I’ll be okay?!”
He was frozen, you thought about how he definitely wasn’t expecting this. He probably thought he would get his dick wet and all will be swell. Stupid. He followed you as you went to grab your purse and car keys. “I only want you! I did that to get you!” You headed for the door, “Well, you cant go get to her, as you said like a minute ago. Shes waiting for you, isnt she? Cause I’m not playing this game anymore. Im done Katsuki.”
You reached for the doorknob to leave but he pushed you up against the door. “What the fuck? What do you mean?” He looked panic, good. “I mean, we’re done.” His face paled at your comment. His whole body tensed and his eyes widened. “You’re…. You’re breaking up with me?” He possessively grabbed your waist to wrap his hands around. You arched away, “Get off me.” “Im sorry, I won’t do it again. Just stop. Stay.” “Get off me.” He started to tear up with his teeth clenched. “Please y/n! Ill do anything. Ill buy you anything. I’ll do everything you say. Ill even go out there and fucking destroy that bitch myself! Just please-“
You pushed him away with all your might. It wouldn’t have worked if he wasnt so suprised you would try so hard to get away from him in the first place. “Dont ever talk to me again Bakugou. Enjoy the single life.”
You were glad that he was too shocked to go after you.
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svttingz · 1 year
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Leave her alone.
pairing: Bernard x fem reader
summary: just toy Santa treating you bad
warnings: none
A/N: MY LAST STORY DELETED ( also writing part 2 of this ) i also dont own this gif
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last Christmas, your life changed forever. 
your dad is Santa Claus.
he made Santa fall off a roof, on accident of course. he put on the coat and delivered the rest of the presents to the children.
there was a certain little elf hat next to the Santa outfit that you tried on. and lets just say. never in your life has something felt so right. it was the same when you met Bernard. the cute head elf that had stolen your heart. 
he trained you everyday for the last year so you could become an elf. when one of those lessons led to you going to kiss him on the cheek then him turning his head on accident causing you to kiss him on the lips. you both immediately pulled away, but then you both leaned in again and kissed once again. thats when u guys started seeing each other.
he would visit you everyday after that till you moved to the North Pole to fully commit to being an elf, thats also when your age stopped.
fast forward a year later officially 3 days till Christmas. and there is a new clause. your dad has till Christmas eve to find a wife or you cant be an elf anymore and he wont be Santa anymore.
so you and Bernard have been spending a lot more time with each other since ‘the desantafication process has began’ according to Curtis and so has the delfication. your ears are going back to normal by the day.
so while your dad went out to find a wife, you, Bernard, and Curtis were stuck to deal with toy Santa. 
oh did i mention how they made a toy Santa to impersonate Santa while hes gone??? 
yeah you heard me
“you know this book is very interesting reading, theres a lot of rules right here at the North Pole they're not following” toy Santa says looking at the book
“Thats what ive been saying all along, every since mr elf number one here got all lovey dovey with miss Y/N, things have gotten a little to sloppy” Curtis says
“excuse me?” you and Bernard say at the same time
“yes and sloppiness means mistakes, and mistakes arent a good thing! i think i might need to make some changes around here” Toy Santa says
“what’d you have in mind boss?” Curtis asks
“well let me show you” Toy Santa says as they began to walk away, 
“i really hope my dad can find a wife, i dont want to leave here” you say looking at Bernard as you guys were walking behind toy Santa and Curtis.
“me too, i cant lose you” Bernard says while grabbing your hand
“whoa whoa whoa, what is this” Toy Santa says referring to me and Bernard holding hands. “it clearly says here in the handbook, “elves should not have any romantic relationship with humans” 
“oh no sir, im an elf” you say with a smile
he glares down at me and bends down to my height, “Y/N was it? you young lady are no elf, all you are is a sad, strange little HUMAN girl who wants to be an elf but will never be one.” he says
“hey. Leave her alone. dont talk to her like that.” Bernard says while getting in front of me 
“and you Mr elf number one, need to set an example for these elves that arent following these rules” Toy Santa says turning to Bernard then walking off.
“im sorry about him Y/N that was a really horrible thing he said” Bernard says turning around and rubbing my arms.
all you could think about after Toy Santa’s words were, “hes right you know, technically right now im not an elf. im just a sad strange little human girl.” you say with a sad face
“no hes wrong.” Bernard says, “i dont care what he says, i love you as an elf or no elf. you'll always be my snowbell” he says with a smile.
you smile, “thank you Bernard, i love you too” you say as he leans down to capture your lips with his. you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him closer. when u parted he placed his forehead on yours
“Get a room, lovebirds” Curtis says with a disgusted look on his face
you and Bernard both let out a laugh.
poor Curtis.
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romana-after-dark · 9 months
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Romana, congratulations on your amazing milestone!!! You deserve it all and more!!💗🥳 your TWW series is in my heart forever!💕👏 Joel is a horrible mf but I miss him so much!😫 so could you please write a drabble with him and LO 🙏
34.- “I’ve been waiting all day to do this."
"Well, That's Alright Because I Like The Way It Hurts"
Joel Miller x Fem!Reader
Summary: Joel is a raider who keeps you captive, and despite the horrors, when he's gone longer than expected, you're terrified of losing him. When he comes back after the long trip, you let him take out all his frustrations on you.
WARNINGS: DUB CON!, DARK FIC! DDDNE! Reader is captive and although theres almost no resistance, its because she's been manipulated so sevearly. Massive manipulation warning, negative self talk and talk from joel in regards to readers worth, degradation, anal fingering, anal, beating, slapping and hitting but she literally asked for it.
1800 words (way more than I said drabbles would be for my celebration but I get carried away with this universe.)
A/n: This is a one shot for my dark!Joel Miller x reader x Tommy Miller series, The Wrong Way, but can be read separate. Takes place somewhere in chapter 6, between little one placing boundaries with Tommy and Tommy leaving.
Part of Romana's 1000 follower celebration (on my main)
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"Just gonna stand there and watch me burn? Well, that's all right because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry? Well, that's all right because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie." Love the Way You Lie, parts 1, 2 and 3
You shouldn't be reacting like this.
After everything he did to you, you should not be this worried about Joel not being back the day he promised… but you were.
So worried, in fact, that even after telling Tommy he needed to keep his distance and there needed to be some boundaries between you for the sake of your safety and for that bubbling guilt you felt at the borderline emotional affair between you… you were once again curled up in Tommy’s lap like a child, strong, safe arms securing you to him as you cried.
It wasn’t that you were stupid. Despite what Lorenzo seemed to think, you were well aware of the situation you were in, well aware that you should be hoping Joel was dead, and well aware that his death would spell your freedom to run away with Tommy… but none of it mattered. You loved Joel, Joel protected you, you were indebted to him after Nick. Joel was your safety and you didn’t care how fucked up it sounded… 
You loved Joel, and now he might be dead. 
Tommy didn’t dare chastize you, didn’t ask why you were sobbing, why you were scared… since the day Joel bought you, took you away from what you knew, his older brother had beaten you into submission, twisted your mind so badly that you didn’t know which was was up or day, you didn’t know right or wrong anymore. All you knew was Joel.
“Everything’s gonna be alright, honey, I’m sure he’s okay.”
It didn’t stop the way your body shook in sobs, gripping tightly to Tommy’s shirt.
Joel’s voice was sudden and booming in the doorway. “What the fuck did you do to her?”
Tommy mumbled shit, and you knew he was worried Joel was going to suspect something… but the way you scrambled off Tommy, running into Joel’s arms as you called his name, Joel was quickly distracted by the girl hugging him, the girl he tightly hugged back. How could he ever suspect you of anything when it was so clear how much you missed him? He had you, body and soul.
“I missed you so much Joel!” You cry. “I was so worried!”
“Shhh, baby, it’s okay, I’m okay, just got a little caught up is all.” It was… a bad day. It had not gone well and although in the end, Joel had regained control of the situation, it had left him with a lot of pent up frustration.
Wracking in heaves, you continued to cry in relief. The blood on his clothes, the smell of sweat and death and violence; it wasn’t lost on you, but you didn’t care. He was home. “I thought you died.”
“Oh little one…” He murmured, scooping you up into his arms. As your legs instinctively wrapped around his thick waist, you buried your face in his neck that you peppered with kisses and adoration. “I’ll always come back to you. We’re tied together, always.” Joel carried you back to his room. 
As he laid you down on the bed, you knew what he would want and you willingly submitted to him, opening up your heart and mouth and legs for him to do with as he pleased. Joel was the purpose of your existence, and without him you’d be lost, directionless, meaningless. You would continue to do for him whatever he wanted, whatever you needed to do for him to keep you and keep you safe.
He kissed you roughly, a desperate, needy force behind his actions and you tried your best to predict him movements, open where he wanted you to open, move where he wanted you to move. You missed him, you missed him so goddamn much it had hurt, hurt so bad the pain he was bringing you now was a solace.
“I’m sorry” Joel muttered, barely audible as he roughly gripped your hip to take it off the old mattress he slept on in order to pry the pants off your body. “I’m trying not to hurt you, it’s just- fuck- it’s been a long goddamn few days, and I’ve been waiting all day to do this.”
In the past, the early days of your captivity, Joel had hurt you but mostly inadvertently. It was in the way he gripped you, the way he punctured inside you with no preparation, the way you hit a wall or a table as he moved you in whatever position your pliant body allowed… but he had changed, he’d become careful, and the less you fought him, the softer he was, the more pleasure he brought you; so much so that now your body craved it, you craved him, and chemical attraction, an undeniable force you were powerless to control. That’s how he got you like this. You were so willing, so open, so ready to take what he gave you and give what he needed, clawing for praise and comfort and physical touch that you didn’t even hesitate your next words.
“Take it out on me.”
Pulling back, he briefly paused; confusion and sweat spread across his face. “Hm?”
You hold his scruffy face in your hands, thumbs tracing the beard you loved and jawline that made him look so goddamn handsome. “Take it out on me. Your anger. I can take it.”
His face softened. “I don’t want to hurt you, baby girl. I’m tryna be better for you.”
Rough and needy and all consuming, you kiss him. You want to inhale him, breath him in so that he can never, ever leave you again. He can do whatever he wants to you, hurt you as badly as he needs as long as you never have to sleep without his arms again.
Joel’s face widened in a close-mouthed smile, a smile you knew spelled trouble but you didn’t care. 
“Good fucking girl.”
Within a second your world was spinning, and you didn't realize he flipped you over until you land on your stomach. Dripping wet from the make out, Joel slides right in, aided by how slicked up you were; you wouldn’t have protested if you weren’t. Anything to hear him call you a good girl again. 
“Fuck, baby.” Joel grumbled as he split you wide open on his cock. He watched your ass ripple with every thrust, beckoning him with a call he couldn’t resist. 
Smack
You cry out, and you can feel him hesitate behind you. “More, I can take it, I promise.” 
A grunt, and deep thrust into your core, and another hard smack on your asscheek. And another. And another. He kept going as he fucked you, the beating on your ass and thighs alternating between slaps and hits from the side of his fist, your cunt clenching around him with every beating.
“Fuck, your little pussy likes that, huh?” Joel teases you before getting an idea. You did say he could take his hard day out on you, didn’t he? Leaning down, he gathers out some spit and drops it directly above your asshole.
“Joel?” You ask, suddenly, nervous. “What are you- ohhh” You sigh, melting on the bed as he pressed two wetted fingers inside you. You hadn’t expected it to feel that good. While he continued spearing you on his dick, he opened up your asshole with his fingers, muttering about how good you are for him, how good you look like, how well behaved you are.
“Are you ready, pretty little thing? Ready for my cock to take your tight little asshole?” His assault on your cunt never stopped.
“I don’t know if-”
“I wasn’t really asking.” Quickly, he pulled out of you and with his cock slicked up from your natural lube and the globes of spit he fingered into you, the fat tip of his cock slowly penetrating your virgin ass. You cry into the pillow, but never tell him to stop, never make any signs of resistance. Your body existed for him, you existed for him, and you were going to be a good girl for Joel.
“Fucking hell, little one.” He grunted with each harsh thrust. “I didn’t think anything could be a tight as your little hole, but this is incredible” Joel bent down, his strong but soft body encasing you. Surrounded by him, every single sense told you Joel, Joel, Joel. 
The smell of his sweat and breath and day old clothes.
The taste of the fingers he shoved inside your mouth to suck on.
The sound of his grunts, the slap of his skin to yours, the splatter of split on where he entered you.
The sight of the bedroom wall approaching and receding as his thrusts rocked you on the bed.
And the feeling, the feeling of being filled by him, claimed by him, forever and always Joel Miller’s like the brand on your thigh reminded you.
“Fuck, you’re so good to me, so good for me, letting me use your body.” He kissed between your shoulder blades before pressing his forehead to the damp skin on your back affectionately. “Letting me use you like my little toy, my little punching bag, fuck! Just a silly little girl needs me to take care of her, feed her, protect her, fuck you even need me to bath you, and in return you let me use your body however I need, right?”
“Yes sir” you cry, knowing how much he loved the sound of your tears. You hadn’t expected it to feel this good, you felt like you were actually aware of every single inch of him sliding in and out in a way you werent when he fucked your pussy. It was a full body feeling, and when you came, that pleasure was extended to every inch of you. You had never experienced anything so intense, and it continued as Joel unloaded into you, happy to be able to fuck his cum into one of your little holes without risk of pregnancy.
“Jesus, little one, you're cumming from anal? Fuck, fuck your perfect.” He kept pounding into you, relishing your little whines as your asshole milked out every last drop. “Fuck!” Joel shouted. Collapsing onto you, you feel the full weight of the man whose body was built from hard work and acts of violence crushing you, and you never felt more safe.
Joel continued kissing your back and neck as he and you both came down from your highs, and as soon as he had the fine motor ability again he began massaging your shoulders. “You did so good for me, little girl. So fucking good. I’m damn proud of you.”
You bask in his praise and his presence, the way he was all consuming and when he was with you, nothing else mattered. It didn’t matter that he kidnapped you, it didn’t matter that he hurt you, it didn’t matter that he was a known raider and murderer… all the matter is he loved you.
“Don’t leave me like that again, please?” You whisper, voice soft and tired and pleading for him.
“Never, little one.” He scooched up to kiss your cheek before resting his head on you again. “You couldn’t be free on me if you tried.”
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I hope you all liked this lil glimpse into little one and Joel's funky lil wierd relationship and how badly she wanted to please him.
My inbox is always open for thoughts about this series lol dont shy away, a few people have commented they wish they could talk to people about this series but no one else gets it. Bro! I get it! Ill listen to all your theories and thoughts!
Anyways, ILY! Thanks for all the support here and on my main!
Tagging people who have seemed interesting in drabbles with this series here and there. if you want to keep getting notified of TWW drabbles lmk! I dont wanna always do them, but theres some bits and pieces i just couldn't fit in the series.
Such as
Joel having a slightly different reaction to seeing LO in tommys arms (im on a laptop so no emoji so imagine a side eye emoji)
Ya'll gonna like that one, bc a BUNCH of yall been asking for since scenario since the first chapter came out lolololol
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puhpandas · 5 months
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Evan and Greg are basically your oc's!, what is your interpretation of Micheal in the modern au. Also how does mike not see Evan as a person?
Also flashlight duo is super cute
Has Evan ever been bullied at school?
the ocification beam hit them too hard...
I view Michael in my flashlight duo universe as being like. not how a lot of people portray him. as in he doesnt lash out for a reason. he isnt acting that way towards Evan because William told him to.
it's for sure affected by William's own actions, but as in Michael subconsciously learned those things. he isn't even on William's side really. he sucks as a father to both of them. it's just that michael doesnt respect Evan enough to see him as someone who is supposed to be on his side
Michael subconsciously learned growing up that everything Evan is is bad. and the cool people his age see people like Evan as weak, so he does too.
he lacks any emotional maturity, so a lot of his actions towards Evan are out of his own boredom and resent. he genuinely thinks his reactions are funny. if he ever did realize what he did was wrong, he would have to actually realize. he knows fully that what he does hurts Evan. he just doesn't care. he hasn't developed the intuition he needs to care. you know?
and Michael is around 16 if evan is 12. it's not that hes too young to understand, it's the lack of good parenting, or literally parenting in general. if Evans life is hell because everyone around him hates him, then that means its true. it means the people in hurricane dont like people like Evan (a boy who at his age should be getting manlier, but isnt. sensitive and emotional and physically small and lanky. evan literally has anxiety and paranoia and is neurodivergent and people dont really acknowledge that but they notice. and they don't like it)
the people in their town suck and are mean and so is Michael's father. so of course hes going to stick to what hes been taught and to everybody else who also believes it and is on his side. he was never taught that what hes doing is wrong. hes a bad person but it's a product of horrible parenting and the worst town in the world
in contrast to Michael, in the neglect and bullying Evan has faced its made him kinder. he is the one facing it so he wants to be kind to others instead of being like the people he hates.
I dont want to say he would be more in tune with his emotions than Michael because he wouldn't be. before Gregory, he was so unstable and miserable he was just a big ball of anxiety and emotions. he didnt understand his emotions and have that country mile on Michael's own emotional maturity because he didnt have it in him to learn
and by that I mean he didnt even like himself enough to want to help himself. hed been taught that theres fundamentally something wrong with him that makes him bad and weird and not like anyone else who's impossible to 'fix'. and hed been hearing that since he was a young kid, so of course hed believe it.
but then Gregory comes alone and slowly tries to strip away what Evan had been taught just by being kind to him and repeating kind things. the opposite of what everyone else did.
and that is what makes Evan begin to change for the better. the first thing he learns is that Gregory doesn't think something is super wrong with him that makes him bad and stupid so he starts to believe it a little, too. he begins to see how maybe how hes being treated is unfair and its him seeing himself as worthy of kindness that makes him upset on his own behalf. and what that means is he has better self esteem when before he was so insecure he could never even defend himself a little bit
and its after he gains some respect for himself that he learns how to help himself. he actually thinks he deserves it now, so with his support system in Gregory and his family he learns how he works. he learns what his phobias are and what sets him off and how to calm himself down. and of course he hoped all the way through that changing could be what 'fixes' him and the people around him wouldnt hate him so much. but like I said before its that self respect that confirms it's for himself and not for others
of course that stuff doesnt go away, but he improves. the people around him do notice. they dont care enough to say anything, they're more just suprised or happy hes shutting up in that mean way of theirs. but I think after a while of Evan being comfortable with Gregory and improving himself he would one day just snap.
before, he had layers and layers of nervousness and fear and anxiety and insecurity stopping his very high emotions from boiling over. and with the newfound respect for himself comes the anger on his own behalf of how hes treated.
so i feel like one day he would just blow up with all the emotion without the insane amount of fear stopping him. and it doesnt help, not really.
before, evan wanted to please michael and his father. but now that he wants them to know how much he hates them and how much they hurt him, they are pleased.
he gained more respect but in the worst way. not the way he wanted.
but back to their relationship, I think post-all of this, evan wouldnt want anything to do with him. let's say Michael does have a wake up call when they're both older. hes already ruined his relationship so much its unsalvageable. he caused evan to develop fundamental issues rooted deep (anxiety and paranoia, general things he learned about the world and certain people/groups and traits that he'll have to remind himself arent true) inside of him.
his family had their chance and they blew it hard. evan is definitely in the right to want nothing to do with him or William and to continue growing up and living and laughing with his actual family in his heart. they never get to make it official, but that doesn't matter.
anyway I went on like. a lot lol. for anyone who havent read my oneshot series this is based completely off of that au of mine and in my mind is canon to every oneshot if you do read them. thanks for enabling me to talk about flashlight duo lol you can tell I put so much thought into them every day its crazy
edit: to answer your actual questions lol: it's not that Michael literally doesn't see Evan as a human person, it's that he doesnt respect him enough to treat him with human respect. you know? everything evan is he has been taught is bad and worthless so that's what he thinks. so by extension evan is too
and yeah evan does get bullied at school. I always imagined it was less bullies pushing him into lockers and stealing his lunch money (Williams ass does not give him lunch money let's be real) and more that they just treat him awful. hes either invisible or in the way and then they dont care to be super rude to him. they dont just spout their exact thought process out but they all think of him badly and view him as a big joke. its less blatant meanness and more just treating him awful in general and that's what makes Evan think its normal and that hes asking for it when its not.
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the-s1lly-corner · 3 months
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may we please request gn porcelain doll!reader whos on the verge of abstraction (but has zero idea how to stop it and is afraid to admit it) x jax and maybe pomni (separate) ? ot I love how canon your writing is !! have an amazing day/night :3
Jax and Pomni x porcelain doll!reader whos abstracting !
cracks my knuckles. a TADC angst request? dont mind if i do eheheheh! and ueueueueu thank you anon! i gotta admit im really self conscious about writing characters, doesnt matter how long ive been writing them i always feel that i could do better with their characterization... but im so so happy to know that theyre not too OOC!! that means a lot!! got a little too silly on jaxs part so its longer than pomnis i hope thats okay!!
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POMNI:
gosh imagine this is the first time shes seen someone actively abstract... like yeah sure shes seen kaufmo in his abstracted form, but seeing the aftermath/complete transformation is totally different than being there in the moment. i think she would.. be all over the place. i mean youre at your worst and you dont even understand whats going on... and pomni doesnt know what to do or what she can do to ground you. can you even be grounded back to the present moment? can you even back up and regain yourself? is that something someone can do? i think her panic makes you panic, which ends up making your.. situation worse.. i think pomni would try to keep you together as best as she can; physically and mentally. i got the image of the readers face cracking open and the abstraction stuff peeking out and pomni just... trying to push the pieces back together... its a horrible situation, and before long you're fully abstracted and pomni just stands there. im not even sure if she would have the mind to run away, probably too caught up in trying to bring you back to her.. i think sometimes she would stop in front of your old bedroom door and just. stare at the brand new red X over your portrait
JAX:
unlike pomni, i think he can more easily catch the signs of someone abstracting, though i dont think hes seen someone actually lose themselves right in front of him and transform right there... hmm... but unless you and him are very close i dont think he would bother trying to check in on you. i mean, if youre not, why would he? but... lets say youre both friends, or even partners, and he notices that youve been acting off.. i think it would still take him a little longer than id like to admit for him to actually come to your room to check in on you. perhaps he wants to give you space, or feels youre just going through something and thats your business, or maybe he didnt feel obligated to ask how youre doing as horrible as it sounds (i feel this is more likely if you guys are just friends, though, perhaps not close but still friendly with one another).. gets tipped off that something is wrong when he sees a stray (and glitching) piece of porcelain on the ground... which turns into two pieces, then three. a trail, leading right to your breaking form. i think at first he would think its some joke, before realizing that this is actually happening. unfortunately, i dont think jax is the best comforter so even in your last moments of being conscious and aware would still be spent in fear and confusion.. but at least theres an attempt to try to help you, right? i think jax would actually try to call for help, at least he might be able to admit hes unqualified to help you.. but regardless of if anyone hears him its too late for you.. i like to think he keeps some of your porcelain shards, on the off chance theyre still hanging around even after youre sent to the cellar
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smolsammichowo · 6 months
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Theories I got on Q!Philzas current story/situation
1. He's still in that Birdhouse
A lot of people are worried saying "Oh he's gonna die from starvation or something" Well he first of all brought a little snack but also a STACK OF GOLDEN APPLES. Apples, especially 64 can last a very long time but given those are basically magical apples, given its been a week he's fine so far, but also if he runs out and has to get desprate, theres a shit ton of birds in there. If he really REALLY has to, theres those birds to eat in there as well (yea its messed up but survival in desprate situation can lead people do to messed up shit ) Hell he could even eat the paper of those books or whatever. Mentally will he be fine? He's already not so hell no, but he'll be fine food wise. Sanity is gonna be horrible of course. Besides people have been gone far longer than he currently has been , its only been a week so who knows how long he'll be gone for in the QSMP ;)
2. He went the route the eggs went that Forever said , Which is...
He escaped but ran away but at the same time is still looking for the eggs in his own way
So in the recent BBH stream, BBH did in fact use a codebreaker on Phil's chest, it revealed HIS BACKPACK WAS MISSING FROM THE LOCKED CHEST. Meaning
A. Federation took it and is going to use it for an Event or just has it for shits and giggles
B. PHIL ESCAPED , WENT BACK AND GRABBED IT BUT RAN OFF
Though you'd think he would leave a message, however at the same time given the federation does in fact has access to his base, they would know as well that he is gone from the birdhouse and would look for him. Meaning he could have secretly escaped , went back to his wall base, grabbed his bag and ran off because he realizes that Cucurucho is what the eggs more than likely ran from if they had ran and he is going far away looking for them . Besides, if I remember correctly , though I had not watched a lot of DSMP except for a few clips and summarys on what the lore was after it was almost over just to understand what it all was ( funny enough I really got invested the only time on DSMP of the Slimecicle and Quackity story ... and now look at whos smp Im really invested in lmao ) , Philza did Isolate himself far away from others in that server as well other than from technoblade.
3. He was moved from that Birdhouse and is being given the Baghara treatment (oh good lord anything but dadza :C )
For people unaware of what I am talking about , to put it shortly,
The federation themselves after breaking him down more mentally took him out of that birdhouse, put him into another place, and are currently experimenting on him and fucking him up even more .
Anyway these are all just theories I have on what could happen though these are just what I think, however other than the very first one I'm pretty sure these are all wrong.
Either way Im pretty excited to see what Phil and the qsmp has for us in store for the lore ( remembering his little "just you wait mate ;3 " when he was looking for sniffer eggs the other day responding to someones dono calling him the angst queen lmfao wHAT DO YOU HAVE PLANNED IM EXCITED ) Ive already loved the lore not just from Phil but from everyone on the server .
What do y'all think or what are some theorys y'all got?
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0zeeraa0 · 6 months
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A little Fnaf Movie rant (don't kill me, I also want this movie to be good)
(this post is pretty big, i understand if you don't have the patience for it)
(if you see any typos: no, you did not.)
Am I the only one who thinks that the fnaf movie isn't gonna live up to the hype...? Like I don't think it's gonna be bad, but I doubt it's gonna be as spectacular as we hope it will be.
One of the reasons that I'm a bit worried is the little girl. Michael's sister. Like in the trailer she's shown wondering around the pizzaria, and than in a TAXI with GOLDEN FREDDY, like????? HUH???? I have a feeling that the movie is gonna make her befriend the animatronics and like prove to Mike and Vanessa that "they just misunderstood🥺" Which like... THEY ARE, but that would be a horrible way to go about that plot line. And I kinda feel like they shouldn't be intelligent enough, or self aware enough to make friends y'know?
Also Vanessa. This one's gonna be shorter. I hope to god they're not gonna have a romantic plot line between her and Michael. One thing I really like about the fnaf games (haven't read the books yet, sorry) that there's absolutely no romance. And I feel like it should stay that way.
Now the "horror". I KNOW that the original games didn't have any gore. And I'm not saying the movie has to have it. I just want it to be SCARY. Or creepy at the very least. The games didn't have gore, but they were still HORROR GAMES, y'know. They're 16+. I remember that the movie makers tweeted something like "we're not gonna hold back on the gore" or "I'm not sure if we can even show this". But... The movie is going to be 13+... So that was a fuckin lie. Because what the hell is a pg13 HORROR movie supposed to be??? Like IT 2017 is rated R, but theres a surprisingly little amount of actual gore. And despite the R rating, sooo many teens and preteens love the move. So who is the Fnaf movie's target audience with it's pg13 rating. The same kids who ONLY played/watched Security Breach? Be so FR.
I feel like (based on the trailers) that the movie is going to take a more comedic approach, wich wouldn't be a problem, but it seems that it's going to be more significant then the horror aspect.
You know how Stranger Things stared out in s1 as a mystery/horror, and by s4 it got derailed into... that. I'm just worried that the same will happen to fnaf... Like it ALMOST happened with SB, but that's a game. It's a lot harder to access, so it still mostly stayed within the fnaf community. Like, 'normal' allistic Jessica (this isn't an actual person, just an example) is a lot less likely to watch a SB gameplay, or more so, play the game. But she might watch the movie because it's popular. And I REALLY don't want Michael to get "Eddie Munson-ified", okay??? I don't want the thing that shaped my entire childhood to get the TikTok treatment.
Sorry this post got really out of hand by the end. I just had to get this out of myself, otherwise I just might explode.
If the movie turns out to be a Masterpiece of fiction, that makes all original fnaf fans weep at how absolutely perfect it is, than y'all can come back here and laugh at me in the comments all you want. I will admit that I was wrong, and I'll do so with pure happiness, for having my expectations subverted in a positive way
And if I'm right.... well.... I will not be happy about it, or proud. I will not say "I told you so". I will keep my mouth shut, and I'll wallow in my misery in silence. Mourning what it could've been.
(theres so much more that i could say about this movie that hasn't even come out yet, but i think this is more than enough)
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rise-my-angel · 6 days
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I’m such a big Targ fan but I can not stand most Targ fans because they don’t get it. The valyrians are interesting and cool because they are fucked up. I love the Targaryens because I am a horror and sci-fi fan. Like yeah dragons are cool too but they wouldn’t be nearly as cool if everything surrounding them weren’t horrifying and twisted. I love Dany because she is a flawed and complex character and it is so easy to draw lines through her narrative to understand why she is the way she is and what led her to make different mistakes and how she got to her self delusions. But most Dany fans will call me a Dany hater for being like hey let’s analyze why Dany has never second guessed her decision to kill Mirri even though every other act of violence she’s been directly or indirectly responsible for (ie the crucifixions or Viserys’s death) has weighed on her conscience to some extent despite the fact that Mirri was a slave who was punished for rising up against her master, Drogo. The cognitive dissonance is so interesting and ripe for analysis but I have been accused of only pretending to be a Dany fan for recognizing this. A lot of actual Dany haters churn out way more meaningful Dany metas because most Dany fans are just oh she’s an unambiguous good hero who will be queen and I think that’s so boring
(note I got off my couch in the middle of writing a new chapter to go to my main computer to answer this that's how much you caught my attention)
The thing is, I totally get what you mean. Theres a Targaryean I am sort of like this for in a way. The character himself has been soured by such a deluded and hostile fan base about what is allowed to be said or thought about him, but if it weren't for the way most targ stans are, I would be 1000% more into Rhaegar as a character.
It would never change I think he's a bad person who did monstrous things for questionable if not quite selfish means who I would never support, but I also love Euron Greyjoy who is 100% an irredeemable monster. Rhaegar's entire existence is fasnicating. From the Ghost of High Hart being the reason his parents were married, to his life defining birth right in the middle of the fiery tragedy of Summerhall which effected his life. How such a terrible place was the only place he was every described as being happy in, likely because his existence is tied with great tragedy. How that likely deeply influenced him into buying into the Ghost of High Harts words of the prince that was promised being born from his father and mothers blood line which led to his delusions which ended up negatively impacting every person in his life leading to their deaths including his own. He should be a fascinating character study for me, but the way targ stans talk about him has ruined any chance of discussion because any nuance I could provide is going to be taken as pro Rhaegar talking points.
Same with Valyria in general. The Valyrian people were delusional and terrifying and the world is better off without them, but I love exploring why. I don't hate Targaryeans to hate them, I hate them because they are interesting to hate. They are facsinating because of what makes them horrible. And liking them as characters isn't at all wrong.
Its the lack of willingness to engage with their favourite charatcers greatest flaws and realistic motivations. It's a disconnect. They will push back against every single argument that Dany is a horrible, selfish tyrant possible, and then cite her atrocities as why I'm wrong and it's like..they have bought so much into the propoganda that they have created a false image of this character they supposedly love. Why love a version of a character that you need to bend over backwards to justify is the real version against the facts of the actual story?
They are desperate to look as if their favourite characters make them morally righteous. When liking a morally honourable character does not say anything about you other then what particular character you enjoy more then another. I am not claiming to be better then Rhaegar stans because I love Ned Stark, but they will slander Ned Stark as much as they can to justify why they prefer Rhaegar instead of just admitting they have a preference.
I get accused of being a Sansa hater, because I am both very against jonsa (ship and shippers) and I am very critical of her post season 4 character. But in the books and the first 4 seasons, shes not my favourite but I love her. But because I go against the popular ship and I am critical of her various actions over the course of the different versions of her character, I am seen as a hater. Its the same with Dany and many Targaryeans.
Its either toe the public opinion, or keep them out of your mouth which is insane for a fandom of a story literally built upon the varying complexities of a characters grey areas.
They want asoiaf/got to be way more black and white then it ever has been. Which is such a poor way of interacting with a story you are passionate about.
Dany can be a tyrant and an interesting character. She can be a cruel and selfishly bloodthristy woman and your favourite character. But these stans are allergic to those ideas not being mutually exclusive.
I dont hate targ stans because they are targ stans, I hate targ stans because they will attack any dissenting opinons that do not fall into their perfect protagonist hero image they've conjured up.
But they got nothing on me. I love Euron Greyjoy. The most disgusting monster in the whole series who I also would rather slingshot him into the sun then let him walk around alive in the world. I will never defend his bad choices, and never condemn someone for calling him an immoral monster. His lack of humanity is what makes his choices so interesting.
These targ stans though, could not possibly be strong enough to be the same for even a minute for their favourite Targaryean.
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My live reactions to season 2 (episode 1)
SPOILERS OBVIOUSLY KIDS READ AT UR OWN RISK
Holy shit I’m so excited
Oh my god
Oh my god
Oauxbwkxjwhz
LOVE THE BLACK SCREEN W A SHARP CUT TO THE BEACH 10/10
OMG WE GET THE STEDE AND IZZY BEACH SWORD NOW? SO SOON? YOU SPOIL ME OFMD
Omg he’s been stabbed this is for sure a dream sequence
STEDE THATS MURDER EVEN IF ITS JUST IN YOUR HEAD
“You absolute twa….” BEST DYING WORDS EVER ILY IZZY ALWAYS AND FOREVER
THE SLOW RUN TOWARDS EACH OTHER OMG
AND STEDES FACE AND HIS VOICE AND AWW BABY
AWWW THE WAY THEY CRASHED INTO EACH OTHER
“BABE” HA FOWIHXBWNA I WAS NOT PREPARED
“I KNEW YOUD FIND ME LOVE”
“Fuckin love the beard mate”
Oh we’ve started farting lovely
OH MY GOD I WASNT PREPARED FOR HOW ID FEEL WHEN IT CUT TO HIM WITH EVERYONE AWW MY BABIES IVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH
“Cant be worse than you moaning ‘Ed oh ed’ all night” ILY PETE
Iconic title screen as always
“DEAR ED” AHHHH
SPANISH JACKIE ILY
Instantly taking an interest in the Swede as we knew would happen but still iconic
Ugh I love Leslie jones did I mention I love Leslie jones
Nat looks so scared aww baby
I love wee John being security
And host stede aww baby
I live for black Pete dealing with working in customer service
And all of them tbh
Aww poor buttons he needs his ocean and Livy
I’m ngl for a second I was like “where’s Fred armisen- oh wait”
ITS THE I THINK OF YOU OFTEN LINE YESS
HELLO YES I ADORE IZZY HANDS HE CAN DO NO WRONG IDC WHAT YOU SAY IVE MISSED MY BABY BOY
Ahh the wedding
“Demon? *shakes head* I’m the fucking devil” AHH
Guys were only 6 minutes in and this post is already long as shit so buckle up (if ur actually reading it lmao my ass would be like nope too long”
THERES MY VICO HELLO VICO ILY AND MY JOEL FRY ILY BABIES
Ah yes ye olde put trauma in a box in lock it
Awww fang baby boy someone give him a hug find him Lucius
Omg it’s the “you dumped him” scene
“Did everyone get some cake” because he’s still our precious little angle
HE JUST SNORTED RHINO HORN IS THAT A THING WAS THAT A THING IN HISTORY HUH
NO ITS THIS SCENE I DONT WANNA WATCH MY BABY BE SAD
Yes hello I love Izzy hands I would protect him with my life little baby boy
Vico looks so done w his ass
Someone give my baby a hug
Ily fang
The tears in his eyes during “unhand me” aww Angel
AWW IZZY
CONNOTHAN O NONNATHAN WE LOVE YOU YOU PRECIOUS LITTLE BOY UR ABSOLUTE PERFECTION YOU ANGEL
I love the friendship Jim and that girl have
Oh shit Jackie
“BOO CAKES” JACKIE
Stede honey you’re not intimidating
“I know that guy we had breakfast together” “you’ll be having a lot of breakfastes together” “oh okay 🙂” ily Swede
HIM DOING AN ED IMPRESSION LMAO “could be. Could be mate.”
“You’re my hero” 😞😕🙂😏
Swede bein a cute lil double agent
AWW SWEDE “my time with Jackie has been the happiest of my life. Her love has helped me locate parts of myself I didn’t even know existed and reclaim others that I have long missed” ILY
“Tonight is my turn to perform the husbandly duties”
“That’s another toe” ED YOU STAY AWAY FROM HIM LEAVE MY BABY ALONE
“Who am I to you” aww Izzy Angel baby he’s accepting it OMG “I have love for you Edward” IZZY YOURE SAYING IT OUT LOUD IM SO PROUD OF YOU BUD
IZZY YOU DID NOT JUST SAY TALK IT THROUGH YOU HAD TO HAVE KNOWN THAT WAS A HORRIBLE IDEA
OMG AND THE SHIFT IN THE MUSIC AS SOON AS HE SAID IT
IZZY RUN
RUN MY BABY BOY RUN
“As a crew” OH EDDDDD
ED DONT POINT A GUN AT JIM
OR ANYONE ELSE
THAT INCLUDES YOURSELF EDWARD TEACH BORN ON A BEACH
“They think ya crazy” cackling his face omg
Go taika absolutely slaying this scene
The way the camera is all like jittery is so good
Jim’s like “beard” makes their chin look like… not caved in but idk like it looks like they have a rly bad overbite yk
“Everyone knows why” “I don’t. Enlighten me” “your feelings for stede fucking bon-“ *GUNSHOT* ARE U SHITTING ME EDWARD NO WE DO BOT SHOOT FRIENDS
OH MY GOD HE MADE FRENCHIE FIRST MATE HOLY SHIT
Oh my god Izzy my poor baby Izzy oh my god how dare you hurt my Izzy
LMAO SWEDE
“FUCK THOSE HAMMIES UP” LMAO
There’s like no way there’s actually anything valuable in that chest
WE GOT TO SEE HER TAKE A NOSE FOR THE NOSE JAR YESSS
OH SHIT INDIGO
“Now give me back my blue shit STEVE”
Susan’s hot
DONT HURT SWEDE
Oh good okay we’re cool
I feel like she’s lying tho
But for now we’re cool
AWW FANG
AWW JIM COMFORTING FANG
“WANNA HEAR THE STORY OF THE WOODEN BOY” AWW
Living for vico using they them for the puppet
“DO THE VOICE” AWW
OMG VICO THATS ICONIC
AWW YAY THEYRE LAUGHING NOW THOSE ARE MY BABIES YAY
Living for buttons reuniting with the ocean
Okay roll credits cheers yall see you next episode
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