#whether she had a boyfriend or not doesn't MATTER if she didn't fucking want it

[thecameronchronicles]

Heat of The Moment

TW: unhinged Rafe. Dominant sex. Dirty talk. Language. Oral sex. Hair pulling. Cum swallowing.

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@gianadrichardson-blog

So the idea I have in my mind is that y/n and Rafe are dating and Rafe KNOWS that every guy wants y/n from tourons, college guys and even his best friends want her. So while y/n was out of town with her parents, Topper accidentally revealed that he had feelings for y/n and tried to date her while her and Rafe was in the talking stage. So Rafe calls y/n and sees where she at. When Rafe gets y/n location he shows up and let out his frustration he had and record them having sex with y/n then send to topper with the message “keep away from my girl”

Maybe y/n older brother have y/n phone and decided to play a prank on rafe acting like a guy had y/n phone

Heat of the Moment

"What the fuck, Top?!" Rafe accuses, holding Topper's phone high enough out of reach. But your pictures remain on the screen. More specifically, pictures the friend of your boyfriend shouldn't have.

"I- just stop it, man-"

"My girlfriend's tits are on your screen! What am I supposed to think?"

"She's in a bikini but it it doesn't matter okay? Just-just let me have it back." But Rafe smashes it before Topper can even brush his fingers against it. His finger is pointed in his former friend's face before he can right Rafe's actions that he believes wholeheartedly are justified.

"Rafe. When you and her were just talking, I...I thought I had a shot. I get that now, okay? I just, sometimes I wonder what if-"

"If I even see you looking at her after this, you won't be able to ever look again."

Rafe was already fuming. He was jealous and curious, both existing to a dangerous degree that meant his knuckles were bloodied more than healed and his voice hoarse from having defended you.

There wasn't a soul within a dramatic radius within the Outer Banks that didn't see your beauty. Whether it was the stunning way your eyes could focus and become instantly lustful with one look at your boyfriend or the way your voice warmed even the coldest of hearts, Rafe Cameron knew exactly what he had.

Perfection.

He just didn't expect to have to have to defend you to someone so close to him- someone who has apparently had feelings for you since before you were officially anything with Rafe. It makes his hands wrap tightly around the steering wheel and his foot practically punch a hole into the floor of his truck as he races across the Carolina road.

He never thought he left it to question. You were his. He was yours. It was as official as it could be without a ring or contract of marriage and yet he knew he needed to make it unquestionably true to the one person it mattered to.

So without a call or text in warning, he is pounding at your front door.

"Rafe? Are you okay baby, you-" He is over your threshold, face between your hands, your body pulled into his as he kisses you between words.

"You know I love you, yeah?" You nod with your hands coming up around his wrists. If you didn't trust him so gravely then you'd worry for the strength behind his hands as he brought you against him.

"You know I'd do anything for you?" He kisses with a grunt, more animal than the man you talked to earlier this morning.

"And that you say our word and it stops, no questions asked? That you know I put you first?" His forehead rests against yours as he waits for your agreement. It takes less than the time of a blink before he gets it.

"Good, remember that because I'm about to fuck you like I hate you." He lifts you around him and up your steps, suddenly too far away from your room.

You were the complete opposite of touch starved and yet you felt as if you had been drowning without his touch, the first moment of contact being an exhale for relief. Only in the juxtaposition that was being his girlfriend it also made you lightheaded.

"Rafe-" His hand comes up over your mouth as he only manages to get to the steps and turns you to cover them. Your knees dig into the uncomfortable wood and yet all you can focus on is the heat of the moment.

"Need to use that word, baby?"

You shake your head as he guides your hands around the open spaces between the bars making up your bannister.

"Then hold on." His belt sounds first and then the rough fabric of his pants being shoved.

"Jesus Christ, baby, I don't even need to spit on my cock, so I?" He leans over you, kicking your legs just wide enough to leave some comfort in the angle. "Always so wet for me isn't that right?"

"Always!" You moan into his hand as he grins against your shoulder before reaching into his pocket.

You hear the wrapper of the confom being torn and make the mistake to turn and see him do it with his teeth. Something about the savagery of it and the heat behind his eyes, still possessing your care above all else, and it sends you drenching the valley awaiting him.

"Safe and-" He moans, a deep honey tone, that makes your toes curl knowing you wrap around him snuggly enough to cause such a reaction.

"Tight, baby! Fuck!" He hits the stairs beside your cheek and yet it does nothing to limit anything. If anything, it spurs you both on as his other hand releases your mouth and you're able to kiss the skin of his fist as if to soften his rigidity.

"How are you so sweet AND sexy-hmm? Always know just what I need don't you baby?" Your body wills itself to endure all that is Rafe Cameron. Every tension soiling his happiness now pumping through every snap of his hips until all that remains is the frustration you know he veils from you. Still, you trust that every shove of him into you is only a method of showing you he cares.

However, it has never been quite this possessive before. Quite this needy. Quite this deep or hard.

And you fucking love it.

His hands can't move fast enough and yet they are graceful and not amateur. He rolls your nipples as he kisses your neck, thrusting without break, and whispering every dirty thought you have constructed in your time apart.

And then he becomes completely and utterly unhinged. Taking you in his lap, he pulls you facing away from him, still seated to the root. He bounces you, one hand around your neck, as the other rubs your clit. It can't be comfortable for him with the wood beneath you and still he is too driven by the cries you're making in the sound of his name to care about anything but this next thrust-or the dozens that follow.

"Nobody knows just how dirty you get for me, isn't that right baby? How deep you take my dick in this perfect little pussy? Yeah?" He slaps your clit with just enough pressure to make you jolt until he lifts his hips and makes you forget of the sting it leaves behind.

"How loud you get? It's a miracle nobody has called the cops yet. You sound like you're in pain, shit-" He turns you to him with the grip around your neck moving to your jaw and turning you to him.

"You good baby?"

"Harder-"

"That's my fucking girl?" You're lifted with a gasp following you as he takes you into your room. You are only allowed the reprieve of wood beneath your soles for a second before he's rutting you into the bed. Hand pushing your face into the sheets to somewhat muffle your screaming, all you hear is the repetitive "yeah"s in the mix of your name as he wallows in you.

"Do I have to worry about anyone else ever knowing about how good you feel?" You are torn away from your blissful daze at the question.

"What?" You turn and face him, seeing the phone pointed towards you. The heat from your skin accelerated until it is now the marrow in your bones and you can't cool it, not that you want to.

"Who fucks you deep enough to make you soak his cock like this?"

"Rafe!" You manage as he pulls your hair and makes your back arch for him.

"Who makes you dizzy and shit when he knows just where to hit?"

He pulls you to him, against his chest until you can look up at him.

"Who loves you enough to prove to everyone on this goddamn island you're his?! Huh?"

"RAFE! GOD! YOU, RAFE?" You sob, the pleasure almost painful as he grips your hip with one hand and keeps the phone recording in the other. The video is shaky and then disposed of as his cum begins to shoot from his heavy balls and up his shaft.

"On your knees, baby-" He takes the phone back, pointing it to your face. As always, he kisses you sweetly and runs a thumb over your lips, before you take him behind your smirk.

"Ohhh baby-" You accept him slowly before opening your throat to him. Eyes locked and cheeks prepped to be hollow, you wait as he cocks his head before powering through. He thrusts.

Twice.

Once.

And then becomes a blur.

Only grunts and 'fucks' leave between moans.

"Shit baby, you're gonna make me come- you want it?" He asks, managing to open his eyes long enough to see you nod. Digging your nails into his thighs, you drive him to pulse into your throat, over your tongue, and along with your swallow.

"Open-" he points the camera to show just the good girl you are.

"I fucking love you, baby, and now nobody will question who you belong to again."

"I don't think they do, Rafe..." You laugh it off as he helps you to your feet and into his arms within your bed.

As you fall asleep, you hear him tapping away on his phone before finally focusing completely on you. You rest well within his arms, satisfied in the countless orgasms you had as he reached his own, sweet dreams awaiting you that pale in comparison to what it means to be loved by Rafe.

Across town, Topper's phone buzzes. A video file from Rafe. The new phone, bought not even ten minutes after his last one was smashed sits in wait for the message.

MP4 file.

It is opened. The sound of slurping around the impressive shaft, angry and near completion is spliced with the sight of you spread for him on the stairs as well as the hip of the bed. Your cries are only of pleasure and they echo as the video plays.

"Stay away from my girl." Comes a warning meant for Topper.

Only it isn't Topper's eyes that come to the scene.

And it isn't Topper's life that gets the threat.

It is your brother's and he has just been waiting for an excuse to let out his own rage out against Rafe.

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[kentosbabes]

Jealous Nanami!

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ Rating: Mature Word count: 1,346 words Content: You go out with some friends and Nanami gets a little jealous after seeing you with a male co-worker who liked you. v smutty near the end <;33

Although he would hate to admit it to you, Nanami can get absurdly jealous when it comes to matters of the heart. He isn’t a particularly controlling person nor a possessive one, however when it comes to you? He becomes a different man.

You go out with some colleagues and friends, texting him the night of to make sure he doesn't get worried about coming home to an empty apartment. He tells you to have fun and enjoy yourself. However, you sent him a picture of yourself, a beautiful short dress, amazing hair and makeup and strappy heels to finish off. He was astounded, texting you about how amazing you looked and how he was upset he wouldn't be there to see the look.

You ask him to pick you up as your friend who drove there drank and you didn't feel comfortable driving her car as you drank as well. He quickly responds telling you that he's on his way.

You step back into the bar, swaying your hips to the music playing and are dragged to the dance floor by your work colleague. One of your more handsy co-workers grabs your waist and pushes the hair out of your face. You feel uncomfortable and but the booze and atmosphere are making everything feel hazy. He leans in to ask you for a smoke but you tell him that you don't smoke, he nods and follows up asking whether you would want to step outside.

You reason that you need to call Nanami and see where he's at anyways so you agree, stepping back out it is noticeably cooler and your co-worker noticed you shiver, he places his blazer on your shoulder and you murmur thanks.

You call up Nanami and he tells you that he's just arrived, but what greets him is you in another man's jacket. He clenched his fists, took a deep breath and walked towards you. You smile, excited that he's here, and ran up to greet him but the tension that you could feel from him was suffocating. He gives you a strained smile, one that is reserved for people annoying him and awkward situations. You can only hope that it's neither and he has just had a tough day at work.

He grunts a greeting to your co-worker and holds out his hand expectantly. You smile pleasantly at your colleague, thanking him again for the jacket and handing it back. You both make your way to Nanami's car, and your attempts at small talk are halted by the sheer silence he was exhibiting. He, ever the gentleman, opened the door for you and put your bag in the trunk. He looked over at you, and you finally ask him what was up with his attitude.

He gave you a sneer and drawled, "I knew that fucker liked you from the moment I met him last year." Nanami never used profanities so hearing him say the word "fuckers" was jarring, to say the least. You looked up at him, confused as to where this was coming from and when you voiced this, he only responded with, "You should've seen the look he was giving you doll, it was like he wanted to fuck you right then and there."

You stutter out, "n-no, we just work together." as if the idea was unfathomable. like someone would want to do you apart from Nanami. "Although," she paused. "He was acting super weird when we were all dancing." His hands travelled from the steering wheel to your inner thigh, "what do you mean weird?" it was strange, his voice usually so monotone and calm was tense and his hand on your thigh stilled.

You begin to explain why you felt weird with your co-worker's energy, Nanami getting increasingly more stoic, "well, did you like it?" he finally says. "Like what?" "His hands all over you." You roll your eyes, looking out of the parked car's window "Obviously not, I can't believe I would have to say this. Nanami, you are mine, my boyfriend."

Nanami makes eye contact with you and moves his hand further up your thigh, his fingers feeling the fabric of her lacy underwear. He presses down on the wet patch that was forming, "I'm yours? Good, it's not like he would be able to touch you like this." You let out a whine, as he starts to draw circles with your clit, "Never, he could never, please, please Nanami."

"Please who?"

"Please sir," your hips begin to jut into his palm, wanting more friction, more of him, more of this. Pulling your panties to the side he starts to insert his fingers in you, starting out slow, the pace staying rhythmic, but becoming faster and harder. "m' coming, N-Nanami m' coming," he suddenly stops the onslaught of pleasure, leaving you feeling empty and needy. "Fuck, why'd you stop?"

"You need to watch your mouth darlin' and it's not Nanami tonight, is it?" "Sorry, sir. Just, please. I'll do anything."

"Anything?" He unbuckles his belt and unzips his bespoke suit trousers. You smile and watch as the tent unfolded in his pants and you could see him, all of him.

You never get tired of seeing his dick, you move your head towards the member and open your mouth letting your tongue give him kitty licks underneath. You are instantly rewarded by his groans of approval, his head falling back and his eyes closing in pleasure. As you moved your head up and down his length, he tucked your hair behind your ears and tangled his hands in your hair.

Nanami decided that you deserved a reward whilst you gave him head, he reached across your body and seat to get to your panties, he pulled them down and started to rub you.

He loved your mouth but what he loved more was your pussy, he didn't want to come in your mouth, well not today at least. he wanted to come in you. tugging your hair lightly, he used one hand to lift your chin up, wiping the saliva off your face with his large hand. "You have been such a good girl, but I need one more thing, can you do that for me?" "Yes sir," you nod "anything."

He pulled you over one-handed and before you have the chance to think about how very strong he is, you find yourself rubbing against his dick. You whimper as he pushes into you, feeling pain and pleasure entwined, he let you set the pace, allowing you to get adjusted to his larger-than-average size, and you were rewarded with further groans of pure bliss escaping his lips.

You grew weaker as your climax was building, he took control. Your body was getting more sensitive as Nanami continued to thrust, it felt like you'd cum again and again, and you wrapped your legs around his waist tighter- pulling him in deeper. he started to go after, leaning down and nuzzling you, kissing your neck. hips snapping upwards into you he ground his teeth into the over-sensitive neck of yours.

You cursed as you felt his large hands travel from your hair and waist to your abdomen to feel just how large he was in you, how much he was wrecking you, how full you were from him. "C'mon doll, you can do this."

"You're so pretty," he couldn't help but smile as you nuzzle against his hand as he cups your cheek, "you're gonna make me cum. want it inside?" You were too fucked out to even coherently respond so a simple nod worked for you. He moaned in your ear, warm air fanning your neck, sending a shiver down your spine.

"Now that's a good girl, I get you all to myself whilst what's his name is fucking his fist in his bedroom to the idea of you"

You roll your eyes at your envious partner and lay your head to rest on his chest, "I needed that, thanks for the ride, pun intended." Nanami smirks, "alright, round two at home?"

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[lover-of-mine]

I so agree with everything you said. The difference of reactions when you didn't ship their previous relationship vs when you don't ship B/T is very telling (same with the fact that when some people talked about a cheating storyline, the reactions were always "it would be bad for Buck to do this to Tommy" but apparently it would have been okay if Eddie did this to a woman?? okay lmao)

What I don't understand is how people say that it's Buck's most developed LI/relationship. Like? We don't know that much about him. People have created (themselves and via the actor's cameos) lots of headcanons but that doesn't mean that they are canon.

To me, he really still feels like a love interest device for now. Like with the scene of the kiss in the last episode, they could have include some mentions of another date, whether past or a future one, but they didn't. The kiss was just there to be able to have Buck come out to the rest of the family, but it didn't bring anything more about B/T (we don't know if they saw each other since the coffee date/if it was their second kiss or if there was already more).

Literally. Like, look, I will say one thing, if buddie had hooked up at that bachelor party only one person would be cheating and that's Eddie. Buck and Tommy did not have a we're exclusive talk. They actually had a we can figure things out as we go talk. Personally, I don't think that counts as an we are together conversation, but that's my opinion. But either way no one seemed to care about the Eddie side of it. Eddie who is literally in a relationship serious enough he asked her to move in with him the episode before. But sure, that doesn't count because they hate Edy and forget Marisol exists (I do too, but I spent the whole time saying we shouldn't make the bisexual dude help his best friend cheat because I did not forget Eddie would be cheating and that would be bad no matter what). And to say T is the most developed love interest is a straight up lie. Taylor had a whole season as Buck's friend before they got together. She had a personality, flaws, qualities, she even got her very own tragic background episode. Say what you want about anything, and yes they sucked as a couple, but bucktaylor was developed. On screen. To a point where if the show actually wanted to, which they clearly didn't because they used the s4 Taylor development to stir her away from Buck instead of closer, they could've made bucktaylor work, they just had to make her as intense about Buck as she is with the job, and they could've been a very interesting golden retriever boyfriend/black cat girlfriend dynamic (good god I can't believe this fandom is making me defend fucking bucktaylor). Buck and T had one scene alone before they were kissing. Tommy has no established personality. Pretty much everything about him besides the begins episodes part of him (that dont paint him in the best light) we learned second hand. Through interviews. It's not even things that are being said to the audience in the show. I'm pretty sure the only things we learned from the show are the way he's a pilot, he was in the army, he likes wrestling, cars, and basketball. I could be wrong, fandom annoyed me so much I blackout every time I see him at this point. But he's not developed? He's just a guy? Don't get me wrong, he could be developed. There is space for it. But right now, he is there to serve as a device for Buck to find his bisexuality and that's it. They kissed twice. They went on half a date T left in the middle of. They went out for coffee and decided to figure things out as they went. He was at the hospital after the wedding to work as a way for Buck to come out without making him go around telling everyone. He exists around Buck. And that's it. Personally I don't see the endgame material people keep seeing. I don't see the development either. And anyone can headcanon anything, really go off, have fun with your ship, but people seriously need to stop acting like what Lou is saying in cameos counts as canon. Being in the fandom right now is exhausting because people just decided things about T and BT that are not backed by canon and they get real aggressive if you don't agree. I seriously am dying to see what's gonna happen if canon goes against the idealized version of him fanon created. I don't know if it's gonna happen but by god will I be entertained by it if it does.

[hjparisian]

bad idea right?- harry j potter x reader

p: ex! harry j potter x fem!reader w: modern au (phones exist at hogwarts dont question how), everyone is friends, small mentions of drinking and smoking, slight sexual implications (no smut) summary: (y/n) and harry have been broken up for a while now. while at a party (y/n) gets a message from harry asking her to come over. its a bad idea, right? a/n: based on the song by olivia rodrigo, which has been living in my head rent free and brought my first idea in weeks. currently trying to get through a few requests and ylm part II and seeing what'll happen from there. also im on pinterest and tik tok so come find me (has nothing posted on either lol)

There was nothing like a good old party after the Quidditch games. This game was between Hufflepuff and Slytherin, the latter being victorious, which meant the Slytherins would be hosting the party. All the houses were invited.

(Y/N) sat on the couch with Hermione, Pansy, Daphne, and Cho, a drink in her hand. She had tuned out what the girls were chatting about, observing the surroundings of the party. From the people dancing, couples making out, people taking shots and smoking, and Ron doing a keg stand with Blaise and Theo, Draco laughing at them from the side.

(Y/N)'s thoughts were interrupted by the buzzing of her phone, which had also caught the attention of her friends. She picked it up to see who it was. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately to her, it was her ex-boyfriend. Harry.

5 missed calls

hey

feeling a bit bored rn

no ones at the dorm right now

come over?

"Who is it?" Cho asked.

"Oh erm, no one important," (Y/N) said.

"Well your phone was buzzing for a good minute until you finally picked up so it has to be someone important," Daphne chimed.

"Really it's no one," (Y/N) tried telling them.

At that moment, Pansy took (Y/N)'s phone out her hand and looked at it.

"Yeah no one important, unless it's your ex Harry fucking Potter wanting to see you tonight!" Pansy said. The girls gasped.

"Harry?" Hermione asked. "Harry's texting you? But you guys haven't spoken in a couple of months."

"Yeah, I know," (Y/N) said.

"How come Harry isn't here anyways? Doesn't he usually go to parties with Ron?" Daphne asked.

"Said he didn't feel like it," Hermione told her.

"Well, are you gonna do it?" asked Pansy.

"Do what?" (Y/N) asked.

"You know, see him?"

Cho chimed in. "Oh (Y/N), I don't think that would be a good idea."

"Yeah, that would be a bad idea, he is your ex after all," said Daphne.

"I never said whether I was going to or not!" (Y/N) exclaimed. "And if I were why would it matter? I know he's my ex but can't two people reconnect?"

"Well, they could," Hermione started saying. "But a lot of the times it doesn't work out."

"Besides," Pansy starts. "There's a bunch of other men out there waiting to have a chance with you. Men hotter than Potter."

(Y/N) didn't know whether to agree or disagree with Pansy. Well sure, there's other men out that there that could be more attractive than Harry, but there's just something about him that draws her to him.

"Okay, okay! I only see Harry as a friend anyways. Also we're at a Slytherin party right now and I'd much rather be getting drunk with you guys than continue this." (Y/N) told them.

Her words rang in her head as she took a shot that Pansy brought her. Does she really only see Harry as a friend? Or is that a lie?

The temptation to see Harry was only getting stronger with each drink she took. It wouldn't be a horrible idea to visit Harry right? They probably wouldn't do anything anyways so what's the harm?

While the girls weren't paying attention, she texted Harry back, telling him she would be over in a little bit. It didn't take long for Harry to get back to her.

cool, see you soon then

(Y/N) waited until the girls were done with another round of drinks, hoping to be unsuspecting with her need to leave.

"I think I'm going to head to bed, I'm feeling a little bit tired," she said.

"Already?" Pansy asked. "Come on we're having fun!"

"Pansy, leave the girl be. It is starting to get a little late anyways," Daphne said to her fellow Slytherin.

"Do you want me to walk you to your dorm?" Hermione asked her, being one of the more sober people of the group.

"No! No I'll be alright. I'll see you guys tomorrow though alright?" (Y/N) said as she wave goodbye to her friends.

Once she exited the Slytherin common room, she quietly made her way towards the Gryffindor common room. Curse Harry for being a Gryffindor and making her walk so far, but it'll be worth it, at least that's what she's thinking.

(Y/N) finally made it to the entrance of the common room without any setbacks. The Fat Lady had woken up from the sound of her footsteps.

"Password?"

"Quid Agis," (Y/N) said, having remembered the password from when she visited Hermione earlier in the week.

The portrait opened and (Y/N) walked in. The common room was empty, most likely due to the party as well as it being late in the night. She made her way to Harry's dorm, memorized where it was due to the countless times she's gone over.

The girl knocked on the door before going to grab the door knob, but the door had opened before she could. In front of her stood her ex-boyfriend in sweats and a black shirt, contrasting her party dress she wore tonight.

"Hey," Harry said to (Y/N) when she walked in, closing the door behind her.

"Hi," (Y/N) shyly said. It was a bit awkward being in Harry's dorm, considering the last time she was there was a few months ago, before their break up.

Harry guided (Y/N) to his bed, the two sitting at the edge. She could feel Harry's eyes taking her in. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't doing the same just before.

"So you came from the party I assume?" Harry asked.

(Y/N) nodded.

"How was it?"

"Good. You know how Slytherin parties are." The girl said. "Exciting. A lot of drinks."

"Do your friends know you're here?" Harry asks her.

"No." (Y/N) felt a hand touching her thigh.

"Where do they think you're at?" Harry asks her. "They think I'm in bed right now." She said. But she never specified whose bed.

A faint hum of acknowledgement came from Harry as he began rubbing her thigh, his hand slowly getting higher and higher.

"You know, I've missed you a lot (Y/N)."

(Y/N) could feel her heart racing at Harry's sudden confession. "Really? I've sorta missed you too." She didn't know if it was the alcohol talking that made her say that or what, but something made her want to see where this was going.

A small smirk appeared on Harry's face before he brought the girl to his lap. His eyes flickered from her eyes to her lips.

"How about I show you how much I've missed you?"

This definitely was not going to be a bad idea, right?

[tayfabe75]

Matty Healy: Cancelled on purpose?

"I'd rather be a pretend supervillain than some pretend hero." (x)

Matty Healy. If you're familiar with the name, chances are good you've already got an opinion about him. Probably a strong one, if I had to guess! Since opinions about Matty Healy tend to come in just two shades: black and white - revered and reviled. On the one hand, you've got people sleeping in tents on sidewalks, sometimes in sketchy cities and inclement weather, just for the chance to see him up close; on the other hand, you have chronically online Twitter users praying for his early demise, using AI art to bring their most depraved wishes to life. So, what's going on, exactly?

"The only fear I have is provoking ambivalence in people. I'd rather people be angry at me than be bored." (x)

And get angry they did! Matty's 2023 cancellation even earned him Pitchfork's "Villain of the Year" title! But...

Did he plan for it to happen all along?

On October 14th, 2022, Matty appears on Chicken Shop Date with Amelia Dimoldenberg. She confronts him about his plan to go on a podcast and pleads, "please don't", to which Matty replies:

"It's probably good advice."

A couple of months later in December 2022, Zane Lowe reveals that Matty meticulously planned their entire interview, lovingly describing him as a "TROLL!" Likewise, when questioned about their ambitious 'At Their Very Best' tour, Matty says that though the tour "feels loose", it's actually "very, very tight" and "very, very well-rehearsed".

Fast-forward to February 2nd, 2023: Matty makes an appearance on Q with Tom Power, where he describes his interest in the flimsy nature of interviews, saying:

"I could fuck my career, I could be a different person, I could do a Chinese accent, I could do anything!"

About a week later, on February 9th, 2023, Matty appeared on the Adam Friedland Show podcast. For context, this podcast is classified as "black comedy, blue humor, surreal humor, anti-humor, and political satire". It is associated with the "Dirtbag left", which is described as "a style of left-wing politics that eschews civility to convey a left-wing populist and anti-capitalist message using vulgarity". In other words, they're trolls. Just like Matty.

Now, to make things easier for anyone reading who wants the full context, I clipped Matty's three "unforgivable offenses" from the dreaded podcast: here is the "ghetto gaggers" moment, the "Ice Spice" moment, and the "accents" moment. I hope you can tell the difference between British and American accents…

Adam and Nick would go on to clarify that they didn't actually know which website Matty was watching. Likewise, very recently, the woman who walked in on Matty clarified that he was not even watching ghetto gaggers:

When asked about the podcast and whether he baited his fans on purpose, Matty said:

"A little bit. But it doesn't actually matter. Nobody is sitting there at night slumped at their computer, and their boyfriend comes over and goes, 'What's wrong, darling?' and they go, 'It's just this thing with Matty Healy.' That doesn't happen."

Yet, it does! Shortly after the podcast, Matty's fans expressed their distaste for his appearance on The Adam Friedland Show. Part of that might be because it was amplified by this tweet from Yungblud:

Interestingly, a few months prior to his tweet, Yungblud went on record stating his admiration for Matty Healy in November 2022. And after Matty's very "unserious" video response wherein he mocks Yungblud, but Dom would later go on to admit that he found the whole thing funny and that he still likes the guy.

Conveniently, Ice Spice also happened to go on record with her admiration for The 1975 shortly before the dreaded podcast, in January 2023!:

"I listen to alternative music. I feel like a lot of people wouldn't expect that. Yeah, shout out Coldplay, The 1975. Obsessed with them."

This, of course, made the joke about her sting that much more a month later… Now, if Matty simply promoted Ice Spice by praising her on his social media accounts, she might have gotten a small boost in streams, that's true. But think about that pretend villain quote again… by taking the fall for a barely offensive joke that he didn't even say, himself… Matty practically turned Ice Spice into a household name.

And before you go assuming Taylor collaborated with Ice Spice purely as damage control… well, there was a rumor about the collab almost a full month before it dropped, on April 27th. And here's what Ice Spice had to say about it:

"That was mostly through management. I was talking about how I was watching Taylor's documentary 'cause I just wanted to really take notes as an artist and stuff like that. Just like how the lifestyle is for such a big artist like her. My manager heard me talking about that and had like reached out to her team and then they had a song for me and everything just played out real good."

Ice Spice's clarification often gets ignored in favor of the more dramatic version of events. The same way Matty's apology addressing the situation from last April gets ignored by so-called journalists who are rewarded for their biases via clickbait titles.

Ice Spice also clarified that Matty apologized to her personally several times:

"I saw him at the Jean Paul Gaultier party a couple days ago, and he was like, 'Hey, you OK?' and I'm like, 'Of course.' He apologized to me a bunch of times. We're good."

Speaking of podcasts… on April 8th, The 1975 released an episode of 'A Theatrical Performance of an Intimate Moment' (filmed in March) where Matty appears to be rehearsing lines for an upcoming and seemingly "candid" interview with Caveh Zahedi:

On April 15th, Matty revealed that he inspired the rat from Flushed Away. Now, Matty probably didn't actually inspire the character of Roddy St. James (although he really was close to one of the film's writers, Ian La Frenais, who was his mother's godfather), but... with this joke, he had just cemented his own "vermin" moniker that would continue to be used to insult him to this very day (sound familiar? 🐍)

What was it Taylor said? Ah, that's right:

"If you make the joke first and you make the joke better, then it's not as funny when other people call you a name."

Almost a week later, on April 21st, Matty would go on a four-minute speech on stage in Auckland, New Zealand, "finally" providing an apology and an explanation for the whole podcast debacle:

"It's not because I'm annoyed that me joking got misconstrued, it's because I don't want Ice Spice to think I'm a dick. I love you, Ice Spice. I'm so sorry. But I don't want to be… I don't want anything to get misconstrued to be mean. I just want to say, 'Hello. This is a bit embarrassing. I'm sorry if I get it wrong. We all get it wrong'. You know? Like, I just have to do it in public and then apologize to Ice Spice, and my life's just a bit weird. But I am genuinely sorry if I've upset her because I fucking love her."

Ignoring this pre-existing apology, on May 17th, Taylor's fans (allegedly) penned the "SpeakUpNow campaign", urging Taylor to dump Matty. On May 30th, Brad Troemel published the "Taylor Swift Fan Union", a series of satirical infographics targeting Taylor's most entitled fans.

Taylor and Matty were reported to have broken up on June 5th, just one month after Taylor had the nerve to date someone of her own volition, without first seeking fan permission!

And things were about to get even worse for Matty, as his labelmate Rina Sawayama would go on to call him out at Glastonbury in June:

"I wrote this next song because I was sick and tired of micro-aggressions. So, tonight, this song goes out to a white man who watches Ghetto Gaggers and mocks Asian people on a podcast. He also owns my masters. I've had enough."

Yet… Matty resigned from his position at Dirty Hit at the beginning of April, which, at the very least, should call the ownership of Rina's masters into question. Speaking of Rina, she's historically a friend of Matty's! Here she is photographed with Matty's dog Mayhem in 2020. And when Matty took over The Face podcast, they asked some of The 1975's friends to cover their songs… Rina was selected and chose 'Love It If We Made It'.

Speaking of Matty's friends… Bleachers were hand-picked to perform at The 1975's Finsbury Park show on July 2nd, where Matty would label Jack his best friend. Yet, just one month later, Matty would be allegedly "disinvited" from Jack's wedding.

In August 2023, Bleachers would go on to join The 1975's Dirty Hit label (alongside Rina). That same month, an episode of The Ion Pack podcast featuring Matty was published, revealing that Brad Troemel "lit a fire" underneath him "massively". Yep! The guy from earlier who created the "Taylor Swift Fan Union". And, though the podcast was published in August, it was filmed all the way back in November 2022…

Brad would go on to help co-write The 1975's 'Still At Their Very Best' Tour, which would launch in September 2023 (yep, the same month as Matty and Taylor's new relationships!):

During the SATVB tour, on February 13, 2024, Matty would describe what he does on stage as "simulating a breakdown", and, as was always intended, Matty's fans largely fell into the trap he laid… (or, at least, I personally saw a lot of speculation regarding Matty's possible drug relapse and mental health issues all over Reddit and Twitter, based solely on his on-stage performance - well, that and gossip blinds, I'm sure).

But... Matty called it a year earlier, in February 2023, when he said:

"I like these lines of like, blurring between what people consider is real. Because with the internet now, there's also a forum. So, there's a lot of conversation right now about like, whether I'm back on drugs, or whether the show is real."

Remember that pesky podcast that started all this mess? The Adam Friedland Podcast? Well, it's co-created and produced by Nick Mullen. Check out this file Matty shared on December 28th, 2023:

It's a little blurry, so let me actually type it out:

UNTITLED MH PILOT "Canceled" Written by Nick Mullen

Some interesting things started happening at The 1975's shows this February. Matty began playing the clip from Q with Tom Power during Consumption (the one about how he could fuck his career and do a Chinese accent if he wanted). And, in the midst of a seemingly earnest speech, Matty breaks the fourth wall, encouraging his fans to be skeptical of things they see on screens - even seemingly sincere moments...

I'll close this out by reminding anyone who happens to have read this far that Matty grew up watching tabloids profit off of made-up lies about his parents, and the media might have destroyed his relationship with the woman of his dreams (we'll see!) Basically, if anyone has the means and motive to troll the media, it's Matty Healy.

[one-and-a-half-yikes]

Im gonna be honest i think we need to understand how oswald's and fanny's relationship REALLY was, because its clear that they both describe it with still personal very very strong feelings and they do run head first into that Unreliable narrator territory often enough to make me belive theres something big missing a invisible elephant in the room if you will

Fanny says oswald betrayed her

While oswald says she was extremly toxic and wants her away (yet he still pulled all that shit at the dance like bro she was litellary just having fun at an even that you just so happened to be at Then you walked up to her asked her for a dance and acted like she was the devil and started accusing her)

And while both these things could be true in sense we need to know HOW, how was fanny toxic? How did oswald betray her? We have a silloute of a picture but not the frame or the pieces

Also I do seriously wonder how was fanny toxic to oswald? It all was very very long ago and while fanny's personality could be mirroring her now but She didnt have all the experience she has now she had to be diffrent from how she's now

(Also I truly belive oswald definitley fucked up in some way too and we don't know it yet like she had multiple boyfriends but oswald stucks out and not only that but even the thought of him angers her, it could be because if we look at the timeline he could be her first boyfriend or alternativley her ticked out of bad home life like you said but I do think there has to be more to it especialy since again we don't know that much about how he was all that time ago...but we do know fanny likes to ignore neon red flags)

Sorry for the long ask oh my i didnt mean to write it so long I hope you don't mind my mid analisis in your ask box but you did say you wanna talk more about fanny so

ヾ (‘∀ `*)

Honestly I don't mind people hitting my askbox up with analyses or their own takes on certain parts of IM I live for this and I WOULD like to interact with the Inky Mystery fandom more on tumblr cause most of the time I'm hanging out with everyone on discord, but it's nice to talk on here too lol

I'm gonna guess you're asking for my opinion on this?

I don't know if I would describe them as both being unreliable narrators, because from my knowledge Oswald has never divulged to anyone about his relationship with Fanny so we don't really know what his whole perspective on the matter actually is. We don't know if he thinks he was innocent throughout the relationship or if he acknowledges that they were both toxic and bad for each other. What we know is that Oswald was the one who dumped Fanny not the other way around and that means something to me at least.

Fanny on the other hand...I would definitely call her an unreliable narrator when this is how she's describing the breakup:

If you were to only hear from Fanny's side of things you could be convinced that Oz was having an affair with Ortensia on the side during his relationship with Fanny. But this isn't the case, and there's nothing from Fanny's side to provide evidence that this was the case. Not to mention that she's implying that Ortensia seduced Oz into breaking up with her so she could replace her. Calling her an unreliable narrator here doesn't even cut it she's just outright lying about two people who haven't really done her wrong.

But this isn't the first time either. In another chapter she makes a bunch of accusations against Oswald again.

Accusations, that again, are not proven to be true. We got Oswald's perspective during the Far Far West arc and anything pertaining to Fanny never came up. He never talked to anyone about it. He never talked to Cuphead about it. Hell, he didn't even talk to Cuphead at the group date either.

We've only had Oswald make one real accusation against Fanny from when they were together and it was in response to an accusation that Fanny made about him. We have no idea whether Oz is telling the truth or not, but I also have no reason to see why he'd lie. I don't think Fanny is lying to cover up anything, I think she's so bitter about the break up it doesn't occur to her that Oz breaking up with her wasn't to spite her or anything. Yes it hurt and it sucks the way her life turned out after the break, but that's not Oz's fault. He's not responsible for that.

All in all, I think it's good to have an open mind about their relationship, but we also have to look at the facts and the facts show that it's not on equal ground. One person is spreading rumors or fabrications and the other hasn't said a word about the situation to anyone.

Hell, even at the group date situation, Oz approached Fanny to call her out on her behavior but he could have just as easily gone straight to Cuphead and warned him about Fanny and her past. Oswald keeps what happened between them to himself and those he knows best. Fanny has openly talked shit about both Ortensia and Ozzy in front of other people casually without consideration for privacy.

The whole thing regarding why Oswald angers her so much whenever she thinks about him. I have ideas, and I feel like I'm right on the money but I want to wait and see before making a big meta post about their relationship. M shared something juicy on the discord and I am very excited when we get to see it!!!

Also THANK YOU for the ask!! This was nice I'm glad I got to gush about these two some more because I often don't lol

[lunar-years]

Okay because it was briefly mentioned in this post speculating on Roy's parents I really want to hear people's thoughts on Keeley's parents/childhood and why she had no prior family obligations on (Sexy) Christmas!

Similarly to Roy we only get very brief mentions of their existence in canon (and they're notably just about her mum, never her dad):

"I did used to worry I was gonna end up like my mum. She spent years tirelessly working at the same company just for a man to take all the credit. She wasn't brave enough to dream big. So I decided to do things very differently" - Keeley "We didn't open [the champagne] when your mum moved back up North" - Roy

The headcanons I've got are:

Keeley's parents are divorced and she isn't particularly close with either of them. Her mum irritates her literally every time they see one another. Her dad has a new wife and (step)kids he treats as his "real family," and Keeley is always the afterthought; she rarely sees him.

Her mum is extremely conventional and thinks Keeley needs to fit into that same box. She was appalled by Keeley's choice to do nude modeling, refused to talk to her because of it (which Keeley was thrilled by, and once her mum realized that she got even more upset and immediately started calling Keeley up again) and has never treated Keeley's modeling career as a real career.

Keeley moved out of her childhood home asap, like age 17/18 after taking her first modeling gigs. She rented a cheap flat with a bunch of other girls.

Keeley has made some of her choices in part just to spite her, whether its subconscious or not. For instance, if her mum was complaining about her first topless photoshoot, where her nipples were strategically covered by liquor bottles, Keeley made sure the next shoot she signed on for was tits out, no coverage. When her mum complained about that she did full nudes, etc.

When Keeley started working for AFC Richmond it was a backhanded "finally you have a REAL job, thank goodness" instead of "congratulations, I'm so proud of you." everything with her mother is like this

It is even worse with relationships. Her mum thinks Keeley needs to settle down, get married and have kids in that order - none of which are things Keeley has ever intended to do with her life.

her mum was thrilled when Keeley introduced her to Roy because "finally my daughter is in a serious relationship and they will give me grandkids soon" she completely dotes over Roy because of this while asking increasingly intrusive, prodding questions about the status of their relationship. Roy of course sees right through this but is trying his best to stay polite because this is Keeley's mother. The whole thing slowly infuriates Keeley until she's had enough and abruptly informs them they're leaving. this is how roykeeley have the "I never want kids" conversation very early on in their relationship

with holidays like Christmas, at first Keeley would use the other parent as the ~reason~ she couldn't be at theirs for the holiday. Like, she'd tell her mum "sorry, i told dad I'd go to his" and she'd tell her dad the opposite. of course this only works a few times before it's "why do you spend every holiday with the other parent instead of me," and which point Keeley remembered that wait, actually she doesn't give a fuck! and straight up told her mother she isn't coming because she doesn't want to and already has plans with her boyfriend/girlfriend (whoever it was at the time) 🤷‍♀️ slay queen

Keeley is out and proud and always has been, but her mum treats her being bi as another lie she's telling for attention, even though Keeley has literally brought girlfriends home to introduce to her mother before. No matter what she does, her mum maintains that Keeley is only doing it to piss her off and basically doesn't believe her or acknowledge her sexuality, which is understandably very upsetting to Keeley

Bonus ot3: Not to make everything about ot3 but I have a very distinct scene in my head where Keeley introduces Jamie and Roy as her boyfriends and her mum is forcibly polite to Jamie (whom she is meeting for the first time) but then pulls Keeley aside to be like "enough with your stunts, Keeley, how could you put Roy through this nonsense, after he took you back and all, this is how you repay him, by dating someone else?" (because 1. she's adamantly ignoring the part where Keeley told her all three of them were dating, royxjamie included and 2. she acts like Keeley obviously did something to "cause" Roy breaking up with her). Keeley for once is totally speechless and all the retorts she wants to and would usually say die in her throat and she just wants to cry because she's tired of this. Roy and Jamie overhear the conversation and Roy steps in like "okay, that's enough, we're leaving." Keeley has a breakdown in the car before they've even gotten out of the driveway and after that she basically cuts off contact for a long while with her mother, with Roy & Jamie's full support.

[luveline]

I saw this one post where this girl was showing a pack of pastries that her boyfriend got her - but he ripped off the label w/ the calories bc he knew she struggled w/ eating - I just think that’s really sweet and maybe you could write this with Remus or James??

If not that’s totally okay!! Sorry if I made you uncomfortable.

remus bf forever love u cw mentioned struggles with eating / disordered eating behaviours ♡ fem!reader

The best part of any day is when Remus comes to see you. Usually to stay the night, sometimes quickly before a shift. Remus always makes time for you no matter what's happening, and he loves to bring you treats.

It doesn't matter how big or small, he always has something. At the start, this had usually been simple things. A bar of chocolate or a cold can of your favourite drink. Anything. Sometimes flowers, one time a flower he'd picked on the way.

It's been a while since Remus brought you something edible. It's been a bad struggle lately, but as you're getting better and food is getting easier to eat, he's slowly eased back in. He's supportive, and patient, and he doesn't push you but he also won't let you hurt yourself quietly.

You open your door and Remus smiles so wide it looks like it hurts, taking the one step into your door and cupping your face in a warm, big hand.

"Dove," he says, oddly soft, "look at you. You look really good today."

It's a funny sort of compliment. You know what he means when he says it. You want to give him the good news he's expecting. You can't, though. You haven't managed to eat much today already and any healthy glow you hold is from a good day yesterday.

He sees your wince and rubs your cheek with his thumb reassuringly. "Pretty girl," he praises.

You hug him right there on the stoop and bend under his weight. The plastic bag in his hand crinkles as he brings it up to the small of your back, whatever it is that's inside bumping into your thighs.

"Are you okay?" he asks.

You pull away. "I'm good," you say, sort of meaning it.

Remus' first triumph is dinner. He sits you down at the table and works around your kitchen with ease. You try not to look at anything he's doing while he does it, figuring any knowledge of the ingredients inside will cause more harm than good. You listen to oil sizzling in a pan and grimace.

"How are you, baby?" you ask him, fingers inching toward the plastic bag he'd brought with him.

"Fucking tired." A pepper grinder clicks. "Happy to he home with you."

You look up to trace the shapes of his light brown hair. "Me too."

"Do you want to eat by yourself or with me?" he asks, pouring half the content of the frying pan onto a plate. He adds some bread. You can see from here that he hasn't buttered it.

"With you, please."

You make sure there's ample room for the two plates on the table and Remus sets them down. He makes you a small glass of water and a bigger one for himself. You love how he insists on sitting next to you rather than across, and it makes it easier to manage.

"What's in the bag?" you ask, stalling, cringing as the smell of food hits you. There's an instant nausea that arises with the knowledge that you don't have to eat it, but you should, and you're going to.

Remus' turn to cringe. "For you, dove. Forgive me, I didn't realise that you- that today was a hard day."

You raise your eyebrows and part the bag open slowly, unsurprised when you find some bits and bobs outlining a paper bag of pastries from the bakery counter in the supermarket.

Weirdly, they look easier to manage than the plate of food in front of you. You can't tell whether you're still stalling or if you actually want to know, but you pick up the bag of pastries and your eyes search for the calorie information on impulse, only to find it missing.

Torn off.

Remus is watching you carefully when you turn to him.

You can guess what's on your plate just by looking at it, but the calories inside ready baked things like this are unpredictable. The information being missing before would've put you off completely no matter Remus' intentions. You'd always assume they were a hugely ridiculous amount so you didn't go over.

"Sorry," he says, resting his hand tentatively over your thigh.

He's so pretty, inside and out.

"Do you want half with me?" you ask. You don't sound very convincing, your throat dry as cotton.

"Now?"

"Hm." You open the bag and pull out a flaky pastry. Your boyfriend, your lovely, sweet, over-attentive boyfriend, you want to eat something for him. Because it was a gift, and because he cares enough to rip off the calories.

He squeezes your thigh with a soft pressure. You know it's his way of saying, Only if you can.

You split the pastry in half and you and Remus eat it right there in front of your cooling dinner.

He kisses you as soon as your done. You both have sticky lips.

"Alright?" he asks after he's pulled away, hand at your neck and cheek touched to your temple.

You ease back and pick up the fork for your dinner. It won't be easy and that sucks, but you always have Remus in your corner.

[e-nonsense]

Hello! May I please request Dick Grayson with the Angsty prompts 5,8 and 9? I love your writing, and thank you:)

𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫, 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐨 𝐨𝐧... (𝟏/𝟑)

⇢ ᴅɪᴄᴋ ɢʀᴀʏꜱᴏɴ x ɢɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ | ʙɪᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴡᴀʟʟʏ ᴡᴇꜱᴛ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ {ᴀɴʏ!ᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ}

⇢ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛꜱ » #5 “ʙᴀʙᴇ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ” “ʏᴇᴀʜ? ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱ ɪᴛ?” || #8 “ʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ᴅᴏ ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴜʀᴛ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟɪꜱɪɴɢ ᴡᴇ’ʀᴇ ɴᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ” || #9 “ꜱᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’ꜱ ɪᴛ?” “ʏᴇᴀʜ ɪᴛ ɪꜱ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ɪꜱ ᴏɴᴇ ꜱɪᴅᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ’ᴍ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ, ᴏᴋᴀʏ?”

⇢ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʀᴇզᴜᴇꜱᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟɪᴍᴇɴᴛ, ɪ ᴅɪꜱʟɪᴋᴇ ʙᴀʀʙᴀʀᴀ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ

⇢ ᴄʜᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ, ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴛꜱ, ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ

Gasps, moans, the squeaks of the mattress filled your apartment in your bedroom.

You knew this was coming, but you wished you meant more to him. people warned you about Dick Grayson, Jason Todd warned you about him, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, and oh how the list could go on.

You never listened, you couldn't resist. When he showed up at your door, soaking wet you let him. You thought you could domesticate a man who didn't want to be domesticated.

Honestly you weren't sure whether you should announce your presence or leave. Your fight or flight response kicked in finally and you marched into the bedroom, the second the door slammed open the excuses went flying out.

Dick's head whipped around, he pulled out the stupidest excuse in the book. “Babe it’s not what it looks like”

“Yeah? then what is it?”

"I just uh- fuck" he was stumbling over his word, he pulled the cover over Barbara fucking Gordon. Why the hell was she here, biggest whore in the galaxy, sleeping in your bed making love with your boyfriend? hell no, she knew about the realtionship. she was bothered by it, yeah, but you talked to Dick about it and he said he didn't matter.

Obviously it did if he was fucking her and enjoying it.

"I'm sorry" Dick made his way over to you after pulling his boxers up, "I just-"

“How many times do we have to hurt each other before realising we’re no good at this”

"Y/n, please just hear me out-" he didn't deserve another second of your time, he never did. He didn't deserve to breathe the same air as you, he doesn't deserve you.

"no, not anymore, never again" you walked out of the room, you couldn't do it, not with her in there.

Dick followed you out “So what that’s it?”

“Yeah it is, this relationship is one sided and I’m tired okay”

You heard her call for him, "go on, your whore is waiting for you bitch"

So you left, you walked straight out of the very door you had just walked in through, got in your car and drove away. You weren't sure where to go, not get at least so you just drove, straight out of Blüdhaven- and even though it sound stupid, you went were the road took you.

You ended up in Central City, eating ice cream with your boyfriend’s- sorry ex-boyfriend’s best friend and his mentor. Wally West and Barry Allen, the red haired boy knew exactly what his dearest friend was capable of. He didn’t want you to date Dick, he was the reason you met the man anyways.

You had once worked with team Flash, your little sister got superhuman abilities and she wanted to learn to control it in an attempt to never harm anyone, but your parents didn’t care. So you took it upon yourself to make sure she got the help she needed. And Barry took upon himself to keep you safe when she died. Both of these men were always there for you, so of course your natural instinct was to run back to them. Oh how Wally was furious. Barry seemed mostly concerned that you weren’t reacting. Wally knew it was a defensive mechanism you had, he nudged your shoulder with his. Barry wanted to melt in his spot when you placed your head on the red head's shoulder, not only from the cuteness, but from the stupidity the both of you shared. How could neither of you see it? That you were made for each other. That you belonged together. Barry let out a sigh, “I need to head back, you both alright?” A yes from Wally and a hum of confirmation from you, Barry was off, Running away in a Flash. “I need to get my stuff, from there” Wally stood up with you “I’ll come with” “But-” you couldn’t say much more, because he had already swept you off your feet.

ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2 ɪꜰ ʏᴏ��� ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴꜱ ɴᴇxᴛ

© ʜᴇʟʟꜱ-ᴇꜱᴄᴀᴘᴇᴇꜱ. ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ/ꜱᴛᴇᴀʟ/ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛᴇ

[catierambles]

Alternate Instincts Ch.13

Pairing: The Rogue’s Gallery (Geralt, Syverson, Mike, August Walker, Walter Marshall) x Stephanie Daniels (OFC)

WC 1484

Warnings: mentions of pregnancy, female reproductive organs, infertility, etc

Stephanie lay on the couch, Mike laying spread out on top of her, dozing quietly with his head on her chest as she drew random shapes on his back with her fingertips. She had to be careful as she scrolled through her phone that she didn't drop it on him, especially as she was limited to one hand. Her bosses name came up as the call came through and she answered it, holding it to her ear.

“Hey, Heather.” She said.

“Why did HR send me an email saying that the Pack Council notified them that you're under protective custody?” Heather asked, sounding genuinely concerned, not annoyed.

“Remember Jordan?”

“The boyfriend we were taking bets on whether he actually existed?”

“You were taking—whatever, it doesn't matter,” She said, “Well, turns out he's a Feral.” There was silence on the other end and she checked her phone to make sure the call hadn't dropped. “Heather?”

“He's a what.”

“A Feral wolf.”

“But Ferals are...what the hell did the FBI classify them as? Spree killers? Basically?”

“Yeah, turns out he's more Ted Bundy than Elliot Rodgers.” Stephanie said, “He could hide his Feral status.”

“Okay...” Heather said slowly.

“And because he can hide and blend in, Pack Council decided he was a shit tonne more dangerous than your average Feral and placed me on lock down because he's also fucking obsessed with getting me back.” She explained, “I'm also reasonably certain they're using me as bait because if he knows where I am, he's less likely to vanish.”

“Shitty, but makes sense.” Heather said, “Are you at your apartment? Want me to swing by with sushi after work?”

“I'm actually at a cabin a couple hours north.”

“With who?”

“Four Alphas and a Beta wolf.”

“What.”

“Yeah, a couple of them got me away from Jordan before shit hitteth the fan and the Council decided that I'm staying put.”

“Why them?” Heather asked, “I mean, they could talk to the police and put someone on you.”

“Well, one of them is a Council Tracker and, well, it turns out I'm their Mate.”

“The Tracker?”

“All of them.”

“What.”

“Yeah.” Stephanie said, “We have a theory on how that's even fucking possible, but it's as equally impossible to prove, so we're just kind of winging it.”

“Can I get real personal with you?”

“Shoot.”

“Four Alphas, huh?”

“And a Beta.” Mike cuddled into her and she snorted, rubbing his back.

“How sore are you?” Heather asked and Stephanie just made a sound, making her laugh. “Yeah, Alphas are like that with their Mates.”

“And I have four of the testosterone disasters keeping me occupied.” Mike snorted at that, “You're a Lesser Disaster, Mister. Sorry, I have the Beta being a baby koala right now.”

“So when should I expect to see the paperwork for maternity leave?” She made a sound, pulling a face. “What?”

“I haven't had that conversation with them yet.”

“Are they wrapping it?”

“Nope.” Stephanie said.

“Are you on birth control?”

“Nope.”

“So, I should see that paperwork in the next month or so?” Heather asked and she made another sound. “What?”

“I have to let you go and have a conversation with them.” Stephanie said and Mike picked his head up to look at her.

“Sweetcheeks?” He asked and Stephanie said her goodbyes, ending the call. “Want me to get the others?”

“Please.” She said and he very carefully got up from the couch, stretching briefly before heading off into the house, calling for them. She got off the couch as well, going over to lean by the fireplace as they filed into the room, looking at her in question.

“Doll?” Sy asked, “Mikey said you had to talk to us. Sounded important.”

“You guys may want to sit down.” She said and they did, albeit with confused expressions. “How...dead set are you guys on having kids? Specifically with me.”

“I mean, it'd be nice.” Sy admitted, “Have pups of my own with you.”

“I wouldn't mind raising a family with you, Stephanie.” Walter said.

“I mean, lots of kids, big families, kind of comes with the wolf territory, right?” She asked and they all nodded, “Here's the thing. It's not going to happen. Not with me.”

“Stephanie?” Geralt asked.

“You can't have kids.” August said, “I remember you telling me.”

“No, I can't.” She said.

“Because of your accident?” Mike asked.

“No, not because of that.” Stephanie said, “A few years back I made the decision to have my Fallopian tubes detached from my uterus. I still have a uterus, I still have ovaries, but the eggs have no way to...make the trip from Point A to Point B, basically, and your swimmers can't get to them either.” There was silence.

“Oh.” Sy said finally. “So no pups.”

“Not with me.”

“Detached or removed?” Geralt asked.

“Detached, and before you suggest it, I'm not getting it reversed.” He just nodded.

“There's in vitro.” Walter said, “Seeing as you still have your ovaries.”

“No.” She said, shaking her head, “I don't want children, I have no interest in passing on my genetics for reasons that are mine, and doing in vitro fertilization would defeat the purpose of getting it done to begin with.” Another long silence.

“Oh.” Walter said this time.

“Still not disappointed that it's me?” She asked and no one said anything, which was answer enough. “Once this is all over, you'll never have to see me again. I may be your Mate, but you'll be free to have as many babies as you want with other women. Have those big families that I won't give you. Excuse me.” She left the room after that, leaving them sitting there as she walked out the front door, hot tears running down her face. She just kept walking, moving through the trees. She knew that she shouldn't, knew that Jordan was probably waiting for an opportunity, but she didn't care. Let him have his opportunity. Her heart felt like it was being cleaved in two, the fallen and disappointed looks on their faces burned into her brain.

It was stupid. Utterly ridiculous that she should feel this way. So they didn't want her anymore. So what? She hasn't known them for very long. Yes, they gave her lots of orgasms, but great sex does not mean healthy relationships.

“It's always gonna be you.”

Apparently not.

Kids had apparently been a deal breaker for them. It was for a lot of guys, she knew, even more so for wolves it seemed.

In the almost two years she was with Jordan, they never talked about kids, and she lied to him and told him she was getting the shot as she didn't know how he would respond to the fact that she had gotten sterilized, but she had had a feeling she wouldn't have liked it.

Stopping in a clearing, she sat down against a tree, leaning her head back against the bark and taking a deep breath. The calm of the forest sank into her and she sighed with her eyes closed, breathing through the pain in her chest. It had been nice while it lasted, at least. Good memories and all that.

The sound of leaves crunching made her pick her head up and she looked over, seeing the slender black wolf approach her slowly, it's ears down and tail tucked.

"Hey, Mike." She didn't know how she knew it was him, but she did. He sat next to her, leaning against her and looking at her with pleading liquid blue eyes.

"So we talked about it." Looking up, she saw the others come into the clearing, “And while yeah, it would be nice to have pups with you,” Sy said, “It's your body, so it's your choice. You don't want kids, you don't gotta have'em, simple as that.”

“Doesn't matter what we want, love.” Walter said.

“You'd be the one carryin'em anyway.” Sy said, “Not us.” He went over to her, sitting on the other side of her against the tree. “So no pups. Eh, I'm alright with that. Had enough of diapers and spit-up growin' up to last a lifetime.”

“Babies smell anyway.” Walter said, sitting down in front of her.

“They're expensive.” Geralt said.

“And loud.” August said, “Even after they get past the crying phase, they're in the “make noise just to make noise” phase, and then the “I'm going to talk back because I think I know better than you” phase. Rather not deal with teenagers, especially if they take after you, Princess. Stubborn and difficult wouldn't begin to describe it.” She just flipped him off. “My point exactly.”

“So yeah, it don't matter.” Sy said, leaning back against the tree. “We're still with you, pups or no pups.” Mike licked at her face and she blew a raspberry at him, making him give her a doggy smile.

[accirax]

initial thoughts on DCAS episode 18

it means that you have to vow to love and cherish him in sickness and in health, for better or for wo--

...? like, i know that some of Riya's 9 wins are definitely due to the Yellow Team, but especially when combined with Riya's tendencies to sabotage and cheat her way through the game, i truly fail to see how Ally could possibly be considered the bigger threat. Jake when he's lying.

was anybody else really confused by them using the wrong rig in this scene? the hair tie already fell off AND Riya picked it up, there's no way it should still be on Connor's ankle.

i'm glad to see that Ally and Connor can still have fun together despite it all :)

see, and then this plan ALSO doesn't make sense because (if the animation rig was correct) Ally and Connor should have assumed that the hair tie found on the ground was the same one that fell off of Connor's ankle, meaning the Jake and Riya had equal opportunity to destroy the challenge. and in that case it DEFINITELY would have been Riya!!!

Derek and Trevor have been camping together before? that's not typically something you do with just a coworker. how long have these two actually known each other?

this line KILLED ME when i first watched it in the episode. "i need to take a break to spend time with the ones that matter, which definitively doesn't include you, pseudo-boyfriend. :) mind if i abandon you here while i hang out with people i like better than you? which includes a haunted marionette?"

genius reason to explain why Ally has Ashley, actually.

the fuck else was she supposed to do at this dead end

LET'S GO YAU MAN LOGIC!!! this has to be a reference to Survivor, right? although, my sister said that Yau Man advised people to hug the right wall.

I THOUGHT YOU GOT OVER THIS!!!!!!

this was really fun, actually :)

okay, so, uh... i didn't like this turn of events, obviously. i understand what they were going for: they wanted to re-raise the tension between Jake and Ally before the finale, both so that it's more up in the air of whether they can come together to defeat Riya, and to up the personal stakes if the finale does end in a 1-v-1 Jake vs Ally showdown. however, they shouldn't have done that by making Jake's character suddenly regress this hard out of nowhere.

i've enjoyed how Jake's character development has been taking a "two steps forward, one step back approach," because it feels more realistic than Jake only ever becoming a better person and never making any mistakes after he realized that he had a problem. however, this close to the end of the show, the viewers need to feel like the time that they've invested in watching Jake grow actually means something. if we think he's finally about to take one step forward to cross the finish line and instead he suddenly starts running backwards towards the start, we're going to start to question why we were ever rooting for him to win in the first place.

i know that part of the issue here is that i'm not taking into account that Jake may have preferred for Riya to win immunity over Ally, but as i explained beforehand, that decision doesn't make any sense. it especially doesn't make sense when the last thing we JUST saw with Jake was questioning if Connor would even want to keep Jake in the game over Ally. sure, you might prefer it if Riya wins and then you vote out Ally, but if you're insecure enough to believe that Connor might instead send the votes your way, it's smarter to play it safe and all vote for the easy target. Connor would obviously vote for Riya, and Jake could as well, meaning that in that situation Jake gets thrown into a tiebreaker at worst.

therefore, that means that this decision was a purely emotional one as opposed to a strategic one (as they tried to brand it), meaning that it feels like Jake has learned nothing despite copious amounts of time spent teaching him things. i don't think this was a good writing decision at all.

this was crazy actually. shouldn't she go to jail for this? either way, ConRiya is so over.

just want to reiterate that i don't have a conceptual problem with Jake regressing at all, i just don't think that he should have done it that hard or for seemingly no reason.

WAIT YEAH SHE'S OUTRIGHT SAYING IT HERSELF! how the hell is Ally a bigger threat than Riya?!

this is really interesting staging. despite being the one threatening Connor, Riya is smaller and lower in the frame. that makes the viewer subconsciously think that she has less power, which is kind of true, given that her villainous attitude has destroyed all of the lasting relationships she could have had. i wonder if it was intentional or not.

dude didn't you see the lie detector helmet challenge?

what happened... to you being worried that Connor would take Ally instead of you... and feeling remorse after being rude to Connor... and overall being insecure and anxious.......

alright, so despite my earlier complaining, i actually really like the decision to have Connor quite here. because, it's true, he couldn't win after his foot got broken! Connor's overall character arc has been accepting that he's aged and he can't always keep up with the young folks, so entrusting Riya's defeat to the younger generation is fitting. there are also some mirrors to how he felt that, with his business, a lot of power was handed to him that he didn't deserve, so now in the game he's taking that sentiment and stepping down from the blessed role of easily being taken to the final 3. speaking of parallels, there's also obviously the parallel between Connor quitting the game to save Riya in season 2, and now quitting the game in an attempt to ensure Riya's loss in season 3. that part is really fun!

i was really not enjoying this episode at the time that Riya won immunity, but with this ending, i'm a lot more positive/neutral on it overall. i think that the ending they wound up at is an ending well worth telling, but in many cases, the sacrifices they made along the way to get to this ending weren't necessarily worth it.

this screencap is pretty hype, ngl. also, as @venus-is-thinking again pointed out, it is true that this season started with 18 contestants, 6 of which were former finalists. thus, mathematically, it makes sense that 1/3 finalists before would be finalists again. i still overall wish that Riya wasn't a repeat finalist, but hopefully Riya's ~amazing~ performance in the finale will cause me to take back my words. not amazing winner, mind you. just amazing in terms of entertainment and payoff.

Derek has just been, like, a really cool dude for the latter half of this season. no wonder he has the moves to pick up Kristal and Trevor.

add another tally to the kiss jumpscare tally, boys!

this was very sweet, and also an indicator that krisrek is TOTALLY dead as a (canon) ship. to be honest, i wonder if they're supposed to have essentially broken up already, what with Kristal's exclusion of Derek as someone who matters. that would be a great instance of subtle storytelling.

[mikuni14]

The Sign - Ep 11 of DOOM

No, it's not a mistake, it was the famous episode 11 of fucking DOOM. Traditionally, in episode 6, we should have had their first kiss! That's the law! 😤

Look, I don't even mind their another fight, especially since it's technically possible to explain what's going on. What I didn't like was the EXECUTION of all this and how Tharn was portrayed in this episode: as a dick and as an idiot. Tharn's anger could be explained because Phaya was pushy, agitated, and aggressive. Why Tharn keeps rejecting Phaya could also be explained, because we learned that not only his parents died, but also his first love. But why is Tharn in this episode simply so awful, stupid, out of character, inconsistent with his previous behavior??? Literally in the previous episode, Tharn goes out of his way to clear up the misunderstanding, doesn't hold a grudge at all, spends time with Phaya, lets him sleep over at his place, tries to protect Phaya, talks to the abbot about him and the Dr. Chokeanddiealready, and the abbot CLEARLY tells him what he should do, and when Phaya annoys him and Tharn swings at him as if he wants to hit him (like earlier in the scenes when he's angry with Yai), he… stops himself and just smacks him lightly in the arm. He's also downright sweet with Phaya, whether he wants it or not 🥰 And in this episode, Tharn is just plain terrible towards Phaya, ignores him in an unpleasant way, treats him icily. This punch was also completely unnecessary, Tharn is a grown man, a trained cop, and he completely screwed up the situation. He is unable to handle Phaya, and instead of de-escalating the situation, he only makes it worse. What further pissed me off was that Tharn never once stopped to think WHY Phaya is like this, to analyze what Phaya was saying to him, he just goes back to his old method of gaslighting Phaya and then states that he doesn't want to see him and this is the end of the matter for him (while previously Tharn was visibly concerned about Phaya's behavior and pressed for a resolution to the conflict). What is even more incomprehensible to me is that their situation is unique AND THARN KNOWS IT, both of them have strange dreams, visions, both of them are aware of the strange connection between them. Phaya wanted to talk to him about it, warned him about the dangers, and Tharn simply ignored it all, pushing Phaya away. It was horrible and also inconsistent with Tharn's caring and forgiving nature. He never once wondered why Phaya was so agitated, why he was so angry at Dr. ChallengeacceptedIwillkillyoumotherfucker. Even Yai literally told him why Phaya was like that, and Tharn still ignored it. What I don't like is how harsh Tharn is towards Phaya, but as soon as his "rival" shows up, Tharn acts like a jealous, hurt boyfriend, secretly staring at Phaya and his "girlfriend" having a great time. (Making a cockblock out of this nice girl was funny the first time, but it's tiring the second time. Just... stop.) There's this trope I HATE: The Evil Rival makes The Not-So-Smart Girl trust him and not The Good Handsome Guy, the audience cheers for The Handsome Guy and sighs in annoyance at how Blind and Stupid The Girl is. The Girl is in trouble because of The Bad Rival, The Handsome Dude saves her , she realizes that she misjudged him, throws herself on his neck and APOLOGIZES to him for not believing him "I was so Stupid and Blind and you are so Smart and Handsome, what would I do without you". 🤮 And I'm afraid that's where the plot of The Sign goes. That they will make a stereotypical Dumb Girl of my Tharn.

So far, Tharn had rejected Phaya too, but this was more like an exciting dance and Phaya was never hurt by it. Besides, even though Tharn "rejected" Phaya, the series provided us with a lot of content, a lot of great scenes of them. There was ZERO quality content in this episode, the episode simply did not spark joy.

What did I like?

Phaya/Nee relationship. It was 10/10. There are often sibling scenes in series that I know weren't written by someone who has siblings. Phaya and his sister's conversations and their behavior was 100% real 😊

Yai is a best friend, a brother, a supporter, someone you can always count on. If only Tharn would listen to him just once 😭

I was so happy when The Sign dropped a potential lesbian couple out of nowhere, the show just keeps on giving

Cat! A cat with its tail raised, which means it's happy! 🥰

Tharn with a magic aura. Did Phaya actually see this?

beautiful Garuda/Wansarat scenes. I've already criticized this episode enough, so I won't bother with my strongly worded opinion about this pathetic montage of seconds-long scenes and focus only on the pretty 😄

Khem and Tonghtai, their love scene was so… free, unstaged, with the wardrobe malfunctions, with them being silly and goofy, so… real and absolutely hilarious 👍👍👍

*takes a deep breath* Phaya Tharn has been giving us 200% so far, in this episode we got a measly 2% on which I somehow have to survive until the next episode. Which probably promises to be even worse, because we will get more of Tharn's TRÄUMA, oh joy. So I plan on feeling sorry for myself at the end of this year and wallow in self-pity because The Sign was mean to me 😭😤 (passing 🍹 🍹around)

Edit: oh! I also liked that Phaya's sister looks more like a Tharn's twin actually lol

Edit2: I'm guessing that "I promise, that from now on I'll always listen to everything you say" doesn't extend to Tharn 😑 I need more 🍹

[wuffgang-ameowdeus-moozart]

(steddie tbhk au. kinda.)

--- > Part 2 :)

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Here is the thing. Steve is aware that it was his fault. It was his fault for being so self-obsessed. It was his fault for being a bad boyfriend. It was his fault for ignoring his girlfriend when all she wanted to do was to talk with him. It was his fault for being a bad fucking person even though he told himself time and time again that he would finally change.

So he can't really fault Nancy for cheating on him. She found someone better - someone who didn't hurt others for fun, someone who understood her needs and could actually meet them, someone who actually deserved her. She simply had had enough brain to realize that - of course she had, nobody could say that Nancy Wheeler wasn't smart - and enough self-respect to take the opportunity when it arose. He couldn't be mad at her for that. Sure, it would've been nice of her to break up in a different way. Sooner, probably, and not drunk enough for her words to slur into each other. But he knows that he doesn't have any right to complain. It is what he deserves, after all.

Here is another thing Steve is aware of: the supernatural is real.

The discovery wasn't all too surprising, more like the confirmation of something he'd been too scared to properly acknowledge until he couldn't deny it anymore. Hawkins and the supernatural have been closely intertwined for as long as anyone can remember, and everyone who lives here has no choice but to be somewhat aware of it.

There are people who try to deny it, of course. The town has a horrifying history of buried disappearances and mangled unexplained corpses that nobody talks about. More often than not a case will run cold instead of being solved. Officially there are kidnappers and serial killers loose, but nobody searches too hard, and in the end it doesn't matter whether that truly is the case. After all, there is nothing the chief can do against the supernatural, even if he were to acknowledge it. Sometimes it's just easier to live in denial.

Most things are easy to ignore or to write off. A sudden epidemic of lost pens and books and loose change? Children are so irresponsible nowadays. When the same problem extends to locker doors and an entire statue? Well, if you live in Hawkins, you develop a talent for looking the other way.

Steve's parents are firm deniers of the supernatural. If they had spent more time with him, maybe he wouldn't believe in it either. But they didn't. Maybe they felt that there was something wrong - something other - in Hawkins, and they wanted to get as far away from it as possible. It is not like the reason matters. Fact is, Steve had always been on the fence when it comes to that kind of stuff and had decided early on that it's better to be safe than sorry. So he kept his ears open.

Rumor has it that if you step on the fourth step of the stairs near the art room you will be sent to another dimension. Welp, he is going to pay a bit closer attention to where he steps. The spirits of dead students will haunt you if you are in the school library at 23 o'clock. What can he say, he has never been much of a bookworm anyway. Worst case scenario, he slightly inconvenienced himself for nothing. Best case scenario...well.

He can't say he didn't feel a bit vindicated when he saw the monster attacking Nancy and Jonathan.

But the supernatural is insatiable and greedy. Once you have stepped into its grasp, it does not want to let you go. That was when Steve had understood that the denial was a safety mechanism, that sometimes it is better for you and everyone around you if you just don't look too close. Unfortunately it was way too late for him by the time he had had that particular realization.

But still, he tried. Fuck had he tried. He was even more overly cautious of where he stepped and he still refused to go to the school library no matter the time and he still always kept an ear out for any new rumors that might arise. And yet he always managed to become entangled in one thing or another. A week where he doesn't step foot into the netherworld (or upside-down, as the kids call it) is rarer than ones he does, and as soon as he saw his first supernatural creature they suddenly were everywhere. It is kind of horrifying how many live amongst them without anyone noticing.

And now, here he is. Actively seeking out the supernatural. On his own. He didn't even tell anyone so they know to send backup if he doesn't return. If this is where he dies, there is nobody else to blame.

He probably would feel disappointed in himself if he was able to feel anything at all at the moment. This truly would be a very stupid and very preventable way to die. As things are, he doesn't feel anything at all as he makes sure nobody can see him. Neither as he enters the old girls bathroom with the mold everyone does their best to avoid. He also doesn't feel anything as the creaking door of the last stall falls closed behind him, or when he calls for the spirit. He doesn't even feel anything when the spirit doesn't respond and he is just a desperate boy standing around in a moldy female bathroom.

He does feel something when a cold hand suddenly appears on his shoulder.

Here is the thing about humans. They can get used to anything, no matter how ludicrous, if only it happens often enough. Had this been his first brush with the supernatural, he probably would've screamed. Had this only been his second or third time, he probably wouldn't be calm enough to really take in the hand that suddenly materialized behind him. He probably wouldn't have noticed all the rings adorning those slender fingers, as there isn't a difference in temperature between the cold skin and the cold metal. He probably wouldn't have seen that the black nails were only painted and were lightly chipped at places. He probably wouldn't have taken a second to admire how elegant and slender the hand is.

Admittedly, even he is a bit taken aback when he actually turns around. And here he thought he'd seen it all.

"Look, no offence, but aren't you like....supposed to be a girl?"

The spirit, who despite the long hair and bold black makeup is definitely not a girl, seems annoyed with him. It would've been more terrifying if Steve hadn't had multiple spirits try to kill him and come disturbingly close to it before.

"Hey, I'm not the only one who shouldn't be in the girls' bathroom right now, so like, shut the fuck up."

Steve sighs. Perverted and rude. What a fucking jackpot.

"Okay, look. Clearly we both are feeling weird about being here." Even though this is apparently your chosen resting place, he doesn't add. He does still need a favor from the guy. "So like, could we maybe continue this conversation in the hallway? Or at least in the boys' bathroom? I do admittedly feel a bit better at not being the only boy in the female bathroom, but it's still kind of, well... weird, ya know?"

Without a word the ghost turns around floats through the door. Steve takes that as his sign to follow him. The ghost doesn't talk and it takes him some time to realize where the other is leading him. The library. How long has it been since he last was here?

He doesn't know if it is abnormal for the library to be completely empty at this time of the day, but he will probably feel safer if he doesn't ask.

"You aren't a very good little student, you know?"

Steve is growing consistently more concerned. The rumors talked about a girl. Not a boy that can magically know your grades. Oh god, maybe he wanted to take him here so he could force him to study. Now that would be a true nightmare.

"No, I don't mean it like that, oh my god. But it makes sense, I guess. You are already pretty and brave, it would be unfair if you were smart, too-"

"Hey!"

"No. I meant that normally when a student succesfully summons me and I deem them worthy enough to be blessed by my presence."

And what a fucking blessing that is.

"They get so scared they run away before they even can make their wish. I'm pretty sure this is the most chill conversation I have ever had with another living person."

"That includes the time you were alive, too?"

"Ha ha ha, very funny. So, what is your wish, my knight in shining armor? Remembering that flattery will get you very far."

Steve can feel the way his face falls in on itself when he remembers the entire reason for this foolhardy plan. This spirit in front of him is so different from any other supernatural being he's met before, much less bloodthirsty or malicous. It's stupid, but for a moment he almost thought they could maybe be...friends. Which is such a dumb thought and definitely way more unrealistic than ghosts. Evidence A, the of yet unnamed ghost floating right in front of him.

"Hey, what is actually your name?"

"That your wish?"

"I- No?! Why would I call upon a wish-granting spirit only to wish to know her- his name and then never talk to him again?!"

"You never want to see me again? Now that's rude. How 'bout that: tell me your name first"

"I asked first"

"YOU are the one who wants something from ME, sweetie. I don't think you are the one with the upper hand in this situation"

Steve sighs. As much as he wants to deny it, the unnamed spirit in front of him is telling the truth. (He ignores the shiver down his spine at the pet name. Nancy had never been a fan of those.) "Steve. Steve Harrington."

"Steve Harrington." The spirit takes his time, savoring every syllable. "If that isn't the fucking most suburban-conservative-little-town-in-the-Midwest name I've ever heard. Well Stevie, you may call me Hanako"

"But Hanako is your title. Not your name."

"That is indeed the truth, darling. You really shouldn't undersell your intelligence like that-"

"I fucking didn't, you just assumed-"

"you are the first one to actually realize that. Unfortunately for you, you haven't unlocked this information yet-"

"like some fucking nerd game?!"

"OR told me your wish. Which is why you are here. Which is why everyone is here, even if you were much better at smalltalk than most. So? I'm all ears for you, big boy."

And now that the time has finally come - with surprisingly little bloodshed or near-death-events, even - his throat closes up. He knows he wants to do it. Needs to do it. He knows that it isn't fair, that it is a just punishment he should shoulder like a man, that he deserves every drop of pain and regret and more, that making a deal with the supernatural always has a price. But the thought of continuing to live with this numbness weighting him down doesn't seem feasible.

He tries to tell himself that it isn't so bad. After all, it's not like he is doing anything to Nancy or Jonathan. Hell, this would actually somewhat help them.

But it is a scary thought. Loving Nancy has become so ingrained into his DNA, he can't imagine who he will become without it. Isn't even sure if he wants to know this Steve.

Still. The choice to search out a supernatural being on his own was not one he had taken lightly, and now it is too late to turn back anyway.

"I- I want to stop having feelings for Nancy."

"...Nancy being?"

"My girlf-, my ex-girlfriend." Silence. "She, she found someone better than me. Someone who actually deserves her. I just...need a bit of help to move on."

"And...you are sure you don't want to make this Nancy just fall in love with you instead? That is what most people ask for, you know?"

"She gave me way too many speeches about feminism and agency for me to ever do this to her. I...I already messed up enough. Already made her suffer enough. More than enough. She and Jonathan...yeah. I don't think she's ever looked at me the way she looks at him. The way I still look at her. So. Uhm please? Your hair is very...very...wavy. Like, good wavey."

More silence. Steve needs to force himself not to open his mouth again. Maybe his heart wrenching speech just needs a bit more time to settle in.

"I am a bit disappointed, you know?"

"Excuse me?!" He crosses his arms and can almost physically feel himself slipping into babysitter-mode "And what, pray tell, do you mean by that?"

"I mean that every-fucking-time someone calls me it's because of some stupid love shit, yanno? It gets kind of boring. You were the first one who actually bothered with some small talk so i was just hoping for something more interesting I guess. Like, just throwing some ideas out there, have you ever thought about world domination? Like, I didn't really have the time of my life here - pun intended. And I think it would be really fun. Soooo....how about it?"

"Soooo....how about no?"

"Not even if you can take this Nancy as your badass feminist queen and I allow her to be part of our awesome world-dominating partnership? Or well, trio in this case. That Jonathan dude can come, too, if he insists."

Steve does not deem this outlandish suggestion with an answer. Hanako sighs and looks so much like a kicked puppy that Steve almost feels bad for not attempting world domination with him.

"Okay. Look. Can I tell you a secret?"

He raises a brow. "Can I stop you?"

Hanako also tries to raise only one brow and fails. Steve graciously let's it go - he is kind of dependent on the guy right now, no matter how ridiculous he is being.

"You are my favorite so far, okay."

"Aw. I thought spirits weren't supposed to have one favorite victim?"

"Thin fucking ice, Harrington. Just- listen to me when I say that love isn't worth it. Feelings are either fabricated and can never be as genuine as the real deal, or they just go away on their own. Time heals all wounds or whatever", he looks down at his own half-transparent hands. "Or, well, most wounds."

He looks back up and stares Steve directly into the eyes. And like, he knew that Hanako's eyes were brown. But damn were they brown. And warm. And big. If you were to look up "doe-eyed" in the dictionary, the definition would be a photo of the look the guy is giving him right now. Almost makes him reconsider the world-domination idea.

"Deals with the supernatural always have a price. Are you completely and a hundred percent sure that it's worth it?"

And Steve stops. He knew how dangerous the supernatural could be, had seen the ridiculous prizes people paid. How the other side twisted and turned their pleas and wishes just so they could laugh at those stupid and desperate enough to ask for powers beyond their control. He thought that he had made peace with it, thought he had been ready to pay whatever Hanako demanded from him. But now that the spirit himself is warning him...

"It may seem like life or death right now, but it always does in the moment"

And Steve sighs. He knows what the right thing to do is and he knows it would be more than stupid not to take this surprisingly friendly spirit on his chance to walk away.

But he already knew that before he went to the bathroom stall. And it hurts so fucking bad sometimes the weight on his chest makes it hard to breathe.

"What-"he licks his lips, hates how his voice breaks, "What would you suggest instead?"

"Have you already tried watching stupid romcons while consuming a concerning amount of ice cream?

[mrs-monaghan]

I think you don't understand the point here. Friends can hangout whenever they want..yes. couples don't need to spend every minute with each other...yes I agree. But that's not the point here. Point is jimin was going to ny the next day and jk..as u are saying jimin's boyfriend...was not with him bcz he was at the premiere with a guy friend who he's most shopped with and later on going for drinks till early morning... You say it or no but it's strange and clearly shows how jikook cant be real. Nobody wants a partner like that who can't even spend a day with you before you are going out of the country. You are not addressing the point here.

I sent you this ask..i was supporting you before on stormie matter but now you are doing the same thing. You keep talking but when someone asks you to address the exact point or something..you are not going to post their ask?? Or maybe you are going to block us too like she did before.great. you have nothing to say what point i made...so keep ignoring logical asks and stay delulu. But what jk did yesterday...it clears out all the confusion of him being a couple with jimin. He and jimin are not together.

How did u know I deleted your ask? 👀

I have only recently just started getting asks but when I used to only read posts I always use to sympathise with Jikookers who had to deal with you lot. Because you people are annoying, I'm sorry. I wish you would just pick a side and then move along. You have two options anon (and any other insecure Jikooker reading this) its either a) You become a proper Jikooker and join us with celebrating and supporting their love or b) Stop being a Jikooker and just enjoy BTS content. Stay away from Jikook support spaces and just ship them on the surface as that one duo u find adorable and cute.

There is no other option. This back and forth is ridiculous to me. Pick a side. Please. I beg you. Does this look like a broken couple to you?

No seriously, look at them. If you see two exes behaving like this I assure you they're still fucking. No cap. If my man behaved like that with his ex I would result to violence. I'm not even kidding he would catch these hands 👊🏽

An anon told me that u guys come to us to convince you that Jikook are still a couple and I'm starting to see that. But why is it so important to u that Jikook be together? Or not together for that matter? Why does it have to be black and white?

What JK did yesterday it clears out all the confusion of him being a couple with Jimin.

Okay I'm glad you have come to that conclusion. And that's okay. Now will this help you move on? Will u finally stop sending asks to Jikookers trying to disprove Jikook? I hope so. Because you can't be changing your mind next time Jimin tells JK he loves him on weverse. You're not allowed to change your mind when we see them together and they're all lovey dovey as usual. You're not allowed, I'm sorry. Pick a side anon, please.

I am not confused as to whether or not Jimin and JK are together and you can't hold that against me. I do not need regular Jikook content to believe they're still making out behind closed doors. I, know that just because I don't see it doesn't mean Jikook were not cuddling the night before JK left for the premiere. Just because we didn't get a photo of it, doesn't mean it didn't happen. My memory is intact and I remember how natural this looked.

So I deduced that this is something they do regularly. Just because I have no footage of it, doesn't mean that was the last cuddle or the last time they ever fell asleep together.

My memory is intact and so I remember the love confession that is GCFT. I haven't forgotten the lyrics to Letter. My memory is still good and the last 10 years are worth something to me. I won't throw away everything they have ever said and showed us because JK went to a premiere instead of staying home with Jimin who was flying out.

Nobody wants a partner like that who can't even spend a day with you before you're going out of the country.

You know this, how?? Ever since JK came back from the US we don't know that they haven't been together every day since. I, believe they're together so I know they made time for each other. I don't need to see it, to believe it. I delete these asks for a reason. You need proof in order to believe Jikook is real and that's messed up. U wanna be a shipper, fine go be a shipper. But stay away from supporters because we believe what we believe. And you don't have to see things my way. You don't believe Jikook are a couple, well and good. But leave me out of it. Please. I am happy to be delulu. You do you, and I'll do me.

Oh. FTR I don't block people. If someone has an issue with me they can block me themselves. I resent the accusation. 😒

[mrsbsmooth]

So we know you love Lewie 💗💗 Any thoughts on the other islanders, the season so far, the twin twist? And what steamy fics can we expect from you 🔥🔥My request is for a threesome with Ozzy and Marshall 🥵👯‍♂️ Wait, am I Kat?! 🤣

tbf a LOT of the islanders are fire this season, so I’ll take them all! Ok, FB has turned me into thirsty Kat.

I MEANNNNNNNNNN

Honestly, thoughts are all over the place. But thank you so much for asking!!! Here they are as of today:

The Game:

The first 3 chapters - 8/10 I was going to give it a 7.5, because of the repeating dialogue and a few spelling mistakes, but so far, I think it's better written than Seasons 4 and 5- maybe on par with S3 which is a season I really enjoyed. I'm really liking how Amelia seems to be responding to how you treat her, especially if you look at the scripts. Whether or not that will affect her actions remains to be seen.

The MC - 8/10 I gotta say... she's pretty cute. It does take some fiddling to get her the way you want her, and some of her facial expressions make it look like she's had botched lip job, but overall, she's definitely prettier than S4 and S5. (Except your S5 MC ^^ wtf she's so pretty???)

The LIs - 9/10 So far, I'm really liking what I'm seeing. Yeah, some of their dialogue is the same. But I think they're different enough in personality and where it matters that it's not as noticeable as it was in say, Season 4, where James and Bruno shared a whole heap of the same dialogue, but it was clearly written with Bruno in mind, so it just seemed OOC for James. We've got a cocky dancer with a hopeless romantic streak; a golden retriever boyfriend with a soft spot for his Nan; a funny, cheeky skateboarder with a 'why-don't-you-make-me' level of flirt; and also Ryan is there. The personalities are distinct, the character designs are great, I'm really looking forward to finding out more about them

Overall design and concept- 7/10 I gotta say, I'm optimistic. It's starting out really strong for a new season. I get that it's not everyone's cup of tea, as it's a little 'gimmicky', but that's the road Fusebox are going down with the past few seasons. They're not just doing an 'open play' like S1, 2 and 3 where you come in as an OG and play all the way through. 4,5, and 6 are all 'themed', and I think having a twin in the villa is a cool concept that'll be worth exploring. It's been easy in previous seasons to just play for yourself, and say 'fuck these hoes' and just take whatever LI you want. But when it's your own sister, I think it'll make it harder to go after what you want - a moral dilemma with a family flavour. I kinda love it. Plus, if you have an identical twin that's as hot as you are, I doubt this is the first time you've had men confused about which one of you to pick💀

The Islanders:

Bella - hot. flawlessly hot. incredible rack. Her character design is absolutely gorgeous, and she is gonna be a fan favourite for sure. She just seems so fun, similar to Cora from S4, but more mature and ready for a romantic relationship. Can't wait to watch her bloom.

Grace - FB I will never forgive you for not making her a LI. I want her, those curves just *chefs kiss*. But honestly, if anyone's gonna be my bestie, I'm feeling it ith Grace. Yeah, she seems to like Ozzy, but she doesn't seem like the type to get her claws in and latch on for dear life a la Kat or Hope. Let's just hope and pray and beg that they're not making a brown girl villain again.

Ivy - I told y'all from the moment I saw her that I didn't trust this bitch. She looks too much like my cousin and my cousin is a backstabbing skank. I'm loving the concept of her though, this super type-A girl who (I almost guarantee) is either going to a) get kicked out early for being too picky, or b) have the most beautiful redemption arc where she ends up with a guy who ticks exactly zero of her boxes but she falls for him anyway. However, given Fusebox's history, I'm gonna predict she's the villain for about 2 days, then gets booted, same as Lexi from S4.

Jamal - Boys with J names 🚩... but honestly he seems nice. He's my backup LI at the moment. I'll see how things go with my #1 and might start again with Jamal instead. I think you're gonna get some wonderfully steamy scenes with this one. He's giving Bobby x Arjun, and that is something that deeply appeals to me. Cheeky, cheeky, cheeky. He's a saucy little minx and he's gonna be trouble, I just know it. Love his design, love his character so far, really happy.

Lewie - I thought he was a little baby-faced to start with, but honestly, I look at him and my brain screams husband. I'm getting Bruno x Gary x Ciaran from this one, and oh dear me, if that's not a combo that makes me swoon IDK what is. Love him so far, he's such a sweetheart but I love a footy lad.

Ozzy - I'm suspicious. I know he's already captured a few peoples' attention, but I was a little dismissive with him and he seemed a bit... red flag-y. Just a little too arrogant, you know? A little too flirtatious for someone who's very aware of how into him Grace is. I did like that he'd never had a one night stand though, although not sure how that meshes with the celebrity he apparently hooked up with in the dance studio? Because in the challenge he said he'd never dated a celebrity, but he also said he's never had a one night stand, so did he have a celebrity FWB????? The stories just aren't adding up to me. I don't trust him. Also his jaw's too sharp. And his flirty face looks like Rocco from S2. This one:

🥴

Ryan - Literally who? I keep forgetting he exists. Take your Timothee Chalamet ass away. IDK why but I'm getting Nicolas vibes from this one. 0/10 do not trust. It's something about the face.

Fics:

You want steamy fics? The @litgwritersroom asks are open, just sayinnnn

[wisteriasymphony]

I Can't Be Your Boyfriend And Your Therapist.. But I'm Sure as Hell Going to Try!

(The Adrinette Yes/No Hands Thing but with Claudrien and I make it better and perhaps even cute)

Adrien tugged on the collar of his sage green sweater-vest as he mulled over how to properly introduce the exercise. His girlfriend, in all fairness, had commented once before on how his usual sense of style made him look like a psychologist, and whether she knew it or not he was probably going to live up to that notion quite soon.

"So, I know we had a fight very recently," is how he started it off. Probably not a particularly brilliant choice, but it set the foundation as he needed it to.

"Yes." Claudia knit her eyebrows together as if she was wondering just how stupid Adrien was. "We did."

"And-! Because that fight was, erm..." He gestured with his hands for a moment as if trying to pull in the latter half of his sentence with a length of twine. "...Borne of- er, brought about- by a miscommunication in our respective wants, I thought we should find a way to alternatively communicate that bypasses your usual hangups of not wanting to tell me things!"

As always, as Adrien got more anxious, the more he peppered in hyper-specific and fancy words into his speech. It clearly didn't help his case for clear communication much, now did it? Claudia had to take a moment to parse what he meant, but she was usually better at the 'listening' shtick than she was at the 'speaking'. That was in part what brought them together so quickly, he supposed. His desire to be heard and her tendency to listen.

"Okay," she finally agreed, a touch of reluctance in her voice. "And what is this 'alternative communication'?"

"Well," he said, chewing on his lip, "I'm going to ask you a few questions, and I want you to raise your left hand if your answer is 'yes' and your right hand if your answer is 'no'. Like this." And Adrien raised his left and his right hands one after the other.

Claudia, sitting directly in front of him, mirrored his movements exactly.

"Uhm-- Your left hand."

She raised her right. "I mean, from your perspective, this is my left, so I was going off that," she said. "This is left to you, right?"

"Right— Er, wrong- I mean—" Adrien paused for a moment just to tussle with his own perception of which hand was which, making an "L" with his left hand for good measure to confirm it was what it said it was. "My left and right doesn't matter, it's yours that does."

"But then you might think I'm saying the opposite of what I am if you mix them up."

"I'm not going to do that!"

"Adrien, I fucking saw you mix them up a few seconds ago," Claudia sighed. "Let's just go with your left and right, and I'll do the math in my head to reverse it."

Adrien felt it necessary to capitulate—Jung, Maslow or Spielrein he clearly was not. Not just because those were all psychologists and what he was doing here was closer to leading his girlfriend through a therapy session (...Better than leading a patient into his bed, he supposed).

"Alright." Adrien took a deep breath, before taking out a piece of paper with all of his questions for her written on it. "Question One: Do you feel trapped in this relationship?"

Claudia paused. Raised one hand halfway, then raised the other. Then both were raised at about shoulder height, and then she dropped them both entirely.

"See? This is another issue with this whole yes-no thing. It's more than that."

"Well then tell me. Why is it 'more than that'?"

Claudia seemed to hold her breath, letting her words dissolve in her mouth like a bitter pill rather than saying them out loud.

"No, I'll play your little game," she muttered, raising both hands and averting her eyes from his. "Ask me if I feel like you are trapping me in this relationship."

He didn't have that as a question, actually. He thought that was what 'Question One' meant.

"Okay.. Do you feel like I'm trapping you in this relationship?"

Again, both hands were raised, but it was at a skew: If the height was a factor, it seemed like her answer was 75% "No" and 25% "Yes". Still, her eyes were turned away.

"Do you feel like I'm intentionally trapping you?"

100% "No". Adrien thought about it for a moment, and what he got was probably a clearer picture than if he'd just stuck to the original first question outright. She did feel trapped or obligated in some way, but it was slight and she didn't think he was doing it on purpose. She probably didn't even see his proposal as anything malicious moreso than as something impulsive. Claudia probably understood—and he did too, to be fair—that when he had proposed to her, Adrien had been blinded by his own hopes for the future that he sort of disregarded what would have to happen to get there. What Claudia would have to potentially change about herself to make that work.

"Do you feel like you're trapping yourself in this relationship?"

100% "Yes". ...That was interesting.

"How?" Adrien set the paper down on the floor entirely. "Is there something else to it, or—"

Claudia had closed her eyes entirely. "That's not a 'yes' or 'no' question," was all she said.

"...Do you think you're trapping me?"

200% "Yes". She even used her other arm to support it, stretch it up further. Adrien just nodded, and continued to think of similar sentiments or questions to try and get to the bottom of it that way.

"You think you're trapping both of us in this."

Still a "Yes".

"...And you think you're doing it.. more intentionally than I am?"

Even more of a "Yes".

"Are you worried that I'm unhappy in this and I don't know it?"

"I can't raise my hand any higher than this," she joked. "Hell, Do you want me to stand up? Jump?"

"No, we can stay seated," he said. "...Here, my turn. Ask me if I'm worried that I'm unhappy in this."

Claudia finally opened her eyes, and Adrien noticed they were initially shut to hide how watery they were. She looked to his crossed legs, then to his shoulders, and then right as the top of his head—the closest she could probably manage to eye contact at that point.

"Are you?"

He raised his left—her right.

"No," he said, keeping his hand raised. "Not at all. I feel like if I was unhappy and didn't know it, it would at least be something eating away at me or whispering in the back of my mind, but it's not. You know what I'm talking about, right?"

Claudia nodded.

"And- If we really need to look at it in this way— I enjoy myself more when I'm with you. Quite literally—I think I'm a better person because of you. It's been really nice to have someone to open up to like this," he confessed. "—And I know I'm hiding things, just like you are, but I hope we can work through that together. I really do have just as many issues as you do, Claudia. You're not any more of a burden to me than I am to you."

"It's not really a 'burden'," Claudia sighed. "I feel like I'm trapping myself in this because I want to take care of you so badly. It's kind of ruining my life, and it'd be better to let it go... but I still want to because I love you."

"Exactly," Adrien said. "So why can't the same be true for me?"