#yeah this is a rant against got in disguise

[vacantwatchers]

Lonely Day

wc: 609 established relationship, future fic. Read it on ao3 here.

It was rare for Eddie to come home to something that surprised him, but pushing open the front door, and he does mean pushing thanks to all the rain he'd seen forecasted causing the wood to expand, he was definitely taken by surprise. Music was absolutely blasting through the house and it almost completely disguised the sound of his husband crying.

A painful sound no matter how many times he's heard it in their twenty years together.

Such a lonely day shouldn't exist

It's a day that I'll never miss

Dropping his suitcase down by their stairs Eddie follows the sound to the living room floor, where he sees Steve's feet stretching past the couch. Moving further in reveals pretty thighs in green shorts that should have died years ago but damn it if Steve didn't take care of his clothes.

Looking further up is where Eddie got stuck, because Steve was lying there in one of Eddie’s large shirts with a pillow clutched to his chest, eyes squeezed shut tight as he screamed along with the song.

And if you go, I wanna go with you

And if you die, I wanna die with you

Take your hand and walk away

Oh, sweetheart.

He was getting close to being too old to drop to his knees like this, suddenly and without warming up, but he needed down quickly. Needed to close the space between him and his baby because he shouldn't be hurting alone. Reaching out, Eddie pulled the pillow from Steve's arms and watched his husband startle for a moment, damp eyelashes separating to show the prettiest hazel to ever exist, glossy and wet with the tears that haven't stopped.

“Eddie.”

Steve reaches for him, drags him down and keeps pressing like he's trying to fuse them together, the same way he's hugged since they started sneaking around in 1985. Like if he keeps trying their bones and muscle will meld together eventually.

Sliding his arm under Steve’s neck, Eddie pulls him closer, tighter.

“I'm here, it's alright.”

They lay there for long enough that the CD eventually goes quiet and Steve's breathing stops having that sad hitch on each inhale.

“I didn't know that would happen when I picked out the album. I just thought ‘it's new, maybe Dee would like it' and fucking here I am. The first time it played it took me by surprise, then I just couldn't stop replaying it until it broke me.”

He knew why.

Eddie hates thinking about how Steve had to apply pressure. Had to carry him out while trying to keep him conscious. Hates thinking about what would have happened to Steve if when he coded during surgery, he stayed gone.

Eddie rubs his thumb along the baby hairs of Steve’s neck. “I'm not going anywhere you can't follow, sweetheart. You can trust me on that.”

Steve huffs. “Fucking better not. I'm not built to be without you.”

Eddie smiled into his neck, pressed a kiss there under his jaw for safe keeping.

“I appreciate that you thought of me when you bought this album, the song did sound good.”

A broad hand rubs down his back before digging under his long sleeve to press against skin, warmth sinking deep. The same way it always does when Steve touches him.

“There’s a song called Stealing Society on it and I thought of your old lunch rants. Figured if nothing else that would be a hit.”

“Is it?”

“Yeah,” Steve says, and Eddie feels the pressure of a kiss against his head, “but I think I have my own favourite.”

“I'm sure it'll be my favourite too, Stevie.”

[kitkatopinions]

TW: Sucide, toxic relationship, slavery, abuser and victim

My biggest pet peeve with stans regardless of the fandom they are in is always "you would've like female character if they were a man" No. Just stop.

If you want the biggest example of everyone hating on a male character even if they swap genders is none other than GOT Jeffrey.

That spoiled brat has no irredeemable qualities he's just a spoiled stuck up brat who everyone cheered when he died.

HOWEVER im not saying that there ISNT any misogyny towards female character/villains because no matter what fandom you are in there will be misogyny most towards fandom that has a large male fanbase (example Star Wars, Star Trek, Game of Thrones, Assassin's Creed, etc.)

Having a valid reason to hate a female character/villain is NOT misogyny. I hate Neo because the shows wants us to feel sorry for her because she didn't know what to do after Roman's death but are we forgetting an episode ago she DROVE RUBY TO SUCIDE USING PEOPLE SHE KNOW and then she redeemed herself by killing Cat?

FUCK THAT!

Regardless if Neo was a male anyone who drove someone to sucide will never be liked by me or anyone else.

Here's another one Leonora from Castlevanina is hated because she made Hector a slave and saw him as a pet yet she started to develop feelings for him the more time she spent with him. And many people are disgusted because 1) she enslaved Hector and then develop have feelings and 2) because of the obvious power imbalance/relationship of the abuser and victim.

If a character has a trait that triggers the audience or they don't like them for any actions then they can have a reason why they dislike not. I have many female characters that I hate with valid criticism just how much I hate male characters for that same reason.

Yeah, here's the thing, if I actually thought that anti-rwde posters were honestly concerned about misogyny, I would be very sympathetic.

Every single time a piece of media so much as passes the Bechdol test or has a woman that never wears a bikini, there are a bunch of misogynistic idiots and dudebros who hate it or those women. And in the modern day, only hardcore Trump supporters are out here out and out saying that they hate women and are misogynists and that's why they hate whatever it is they're ranting against. People do very much so use perfectly valid (or not so valid) "real criticisms" because they don't want to say the honest truth, or because they themselves wouldn't recognize their own misogyny. Recognizing that just because someone SAYS they hate a female character because of an action that they did doesn't mean they're not a misogynist is kind of important. The guys who harassed the actress of Rose Tico off of Twitter all hid behind 'valid reasons' for their criticism too.

But here's the thing:

1. It's important to be able to figure out what is and isn't actually a sign of misogyny. There's not a precise rule, but you can do things like see if the thing they hate is an exception or the rule, or see if they're hypocritical about their reasons, or see what kind of language people use. If they come around with "brat" "bitch" "cunt" for female characters, that's a red flag at best!! But yeah, ANY criticism of that kind of thing isn't automatically misogynistic. It's like yeah, a bunch of misogynists hated Taurial in the Hobbit because she's a woman and yes they disguised that by claiming it was for other reasons, but there ARE very valid criticisms and complaints about Taurial and you have to be willing to hear out those things instead if just blanket assigning 'misogyny.' Lots of things from Arcane to something as bad as Twilight has perfectly valid haters that are fine, and then also a bunch of misogynists that are going to pretend or really think they have valid reasons. Somone being unable to tell the two apart probably means that person is too close to the situation and too defensive, but these critics don't want to admit that maybe they're wrong.

2. If this was something like Steven Universe, then the defensiveness would make more sense. If it were a well written slow burn with a cast of characters with well rounded dynamics that the writers put work into and the show was about rebels trying to fight the system for a peaceful life and the show had never sexualized the women and there was hard-fought for groundbreaking queer rep and it was created by a Jewish bisexual non-binary woman, and there were mistakes and valid criticisms of the series, but also a lot of unjustified venom of nothing but bad-faith... Then we'd be having a different conversation. Instead it's a show about badge-carrying law enforcement officers, who fight the evil civil rights group from upsetting the status quo, in a show that has tons of things just 'happen off screen,' with a history of sexualizing some of the main female characters, that only recently confirmed any main character as queer years behind the curve, and that was created by and mostly written for by a bunch of straight cis men most of them having said or done misogynistic things. Anti-rwde posters like to pretend that there's no reason why a great completely non-problematic misunderstood stand-up show like RWBY made with love by the totally not at all a part of RT "CRWBY" should be hated, and therefore it must be because of misogyny, but they aren't living in reality.

3. Most anti-rwde posters actually don't really care about misogyny and they aren't actually basing this on - for lack of a better word - good faith. They don't care about Jaune harem fics or the fanarts of RWBY girls with giant breasts in bikinis, and they don't call out the writers or even RT for their bigotry, and they have quite literally Trump supporters that post anti-rwde stuff, but none of that matters. Instead they spend their time harassing a group of mostly queer women for *checks notes* criticizing a show written by mostly men.

So yeah. I've seen misogyny in rwde posters tbh, and I don't think that "I have valid reasons for disliking them" is always proof that there isn't misogyny at play, but the anti-rwde accusations are nothing, because not only are they blind to the flaws of the show and the writers and are unable to recognize the difference between misogyny and just criticism, but also they're only using these accusations as a screen anyway, because they only ever go after rwde posters with it and are unwilling to call out the blatant misogyny in the rest of the fandom, in the show, or in the writers room. I would take this seriously if I thought this was an actual concern of theirs, but it isn't. They don't actually care about misogyny, they just want their show to be above criticism.

(By the way, I've never seen Game of Thrones or Castlevania so I can't speak to it, and also I like Neo a lot lol. XD Personally for me, villains doing bad things doesn't typically blacklist them for me so long as they're entertaining.)

[ouroboros-hideout]

Project Garmr

This is just a wild list of ideas I had after finishing Phantom Liberty and beeing slightly dissapointed how they treated Kurt Hansen as a character.

- Spoilers ahead -

First of all: I love PL but I think it has its weaknesses. But that's for another post.

I am manly dissapointed, that he was introduced as the main antagonist (Myers is the actual villian if you ask me) but got very little screentime or impact on your choices or story imo. He was there, the quests involving him where epic but in the end he just got low to medium depth lore and an unspectacular death. I could rant about the problems I have with the fight (gameplay was sick but the story was meh) or the not-fight if Alex is taking care of him. But that's for another post aswell.

I just want to write down some ideas and headcanons about how things could have turned out differently, if he didn't die.

- I'll give it to V or Alex, that they're actually able to defeat him

- But he'll survive the attack, badly wounded but alive

- He'll then recover in the hospital, maybe getting new chrome to compensate the injuries

If you leave Hansen alive after the fight, you'll later get informed by Mr. Hands that he was assassinated in the hospital.

But what if that's not true. What if Kurt faked his death and spread this missinformation. By placing a body double at his funeral and asigning Bennett and Jago to give the public some drama to make his disguise waterproof but secretly still pulling the strings in the back.

Why? Because it's an opportunity. An opportunity for revenge. Playing hide and seek spygames against the spies and government, who got him into this situation in the first place.

He failed to kill or capture Myers and that's grinding his gears. The grudge he's holding against her is becoming unberable. After Song and the agents of the FIA screwed him over he's more than done fucking around with the marionetts and wants to start a last attempt to kill the puppet master.

He basically wants Myers head on a silver plate.

- This top secret plan is communicted as 'Project Garmr' within the structures of Barghest and Dogtown

- only Kurts most trusted associates know about his plans and that he is still alive

- the risk of someone spilling the tea in the lower ranks of Barghest are to high

- means he needs to get along without the manpower of his militia. At least in the beginning

- in addition to that he doesn't want that his smuggling business or Dogtown in general gets involved too far

- he worked to hard and is proud of his achivements to throw everything into the trash for his personal revenge

- he reaches out to his contacts all over the world, asking around who'd profit from the death of Mrs. President and shifting powers

- all or most of it undercover, so his disguise stays in tact

- building kind of an army

- the course and outcome of this plan would highly depend on the people or organisations Kurt's siding with

-  because after all he wants Myers dead  and in the best case replace her with someone in his favor

- could mean he's 'accidentally' starting the next war or does it in a more discrete manner

- it would suit his character if he used all his wits, instead of just sending some missels to her face. He would not make this mistake again

If this would evolve into a legit fanfic or what ever there are a lot of possibilities to give the Colonel additional lore and depth. For example:

- Meeting people of his past, friends, lovers or enemies alike

- Showing different sides of him (vulnerability because of a trauma or cyberpsychosis or smth like that)

- more of his top tier interrogation skills

- knife fights! Oh yeah

Yeah that's it. For now. A big 'What If'. Don't know, really like the idea somehow. All of it is a WIP that I came up with in the middle of the night but I would like to make it a little project in some way. Even though Kurt didn't had the impact I'd hoped for in the game, he managed to get into the top 3 of my fav chars within the blink of an eye lol.

Side note: Garmr is a dog/wolf mentioned in norse mythologie (who has a lot in common with Fenrir, who is probably more popular). He's described as a fucking huge, blood-stained dog caught in chains, guarding Hel's gate, the door to the underworld. He is ascociated with the beginning of Ragnarök, the final battle between beasts and gods. Once he breaks free from his chains, he's ultimately responsible for plunging the world into chaos.

Think that's an appropriate name Kurt would choose. He's a mythology nerd lol.

Bark. Bark.

[asknarashikari]

gavv new ep drop and now me and my friend had been bouncing ideas on how lage9's dynamic will be with the main cast when/if he joins shgavvouma and here's the result

(using my friends account to send this ask since my phone decided to commit dead battery(also also I tried to make this as spoiler free as I can))

So, lage9 has been a kamen rider for around two episodes and with his full backstory my friend said he would get along with sachika and shouma, I however said he would have an antagonistic relationship with hanto

For context we made this with lage9 living with sachika and shouma in mind since, well, the guy is probably homeless. anyways, lage would probably be interested in the various snacks sachika would offer him, and would try it as long as it was confirmed by shouma that it would not get him addicted. In turn he would join, read: subtly guard, her on her jobs with shouma. He wouldn't actively participate unless sachika specifically asked him tho

Lage9 would be somewhat neutral with shouma, although it could swing to a more positive one depending on how much help shouma will do, while lage would probably be intrigued with the gochizous' general existence and behavior he'd lose interest after a while. However, shouma could finally vent to someone about being a secret granute and stuff, lage listened and promptly tells him that he does not care, which, he should have rephrased it more since shouma took it as him not caring about his freaky nature and would randomly rant at him about it. Funny thing is, lage does not have the heart to snap at him since, if he asked, shouma would leave him alone until the next thing that would trigger a rant

With hanto however, he would passive aggressively insult him, and hanto would return it with something between being a no good granute, lage9 raised his disguised eyebrow at an uncomfortable shouma behind the fuming hanto, and biding his time to backstab them. Fortunately they have an unspoken agreement, much to shouma's relief, to not let sachika see them fight. Unfortunately, when it does get physical shouma would mediate by throwing himself between them effectively stopping it when he gets injured

Honestly, we both said, poor shouma has to deal with those two on top of hiding the fact that he is part of the stomach family from lage, reminding said guy to keep him being a granute a secret from sachika and hanto, keeping all three of them being kamen riders from sachika and deal with stomach's more frequent kidnapping while also helping lage with his research behind hanto's back. Shouma felt a familiar guilt crawling up his back as he helped the jellyfish granute, the sheer amount of secrets heavily outweighs the guilt as he reflects on how much trust his cru-friend and case solving partner had

Yeah that's about it I'll send more if we got any new ideas

I haven't seen the episode, but I have seen spoilers, and I do think it'll be interesting to see how Lage integrates into the HapiPare gang though it will surely not be smooth sailing, especially where Hanto is concerned...

I know it's super unlikely, but I do hope Hanto sees the fight between Shouma and Lage against Glotta and maybe start doubting his beliefs about all Granutes being bad, instead of fixating on how Shouma seemed to trust Lage (over him).

On the other hand, I do think it's extremely likely Hanto would fixate on the latter and then the reveal happens... And that's what triggers the Doomed Yaoi arc

Yeah we're really all in on the "Shouma makes his own life difficult by being an idiot who refuses to communicate with his allies/friends properly" arc. I agree with you, Shouma's going to start feeling the weight of the guilt from his constant lying and hiding, and it'll be ugly when things come to a head.

[atamascolily]

Lily liveblogs: Thunderbolt Fantasy 4x06

Demon realm home decor sure is something.

[Narrator voice] PREVIOUSLY ON THUNDERBOLT FANTASY, Lang Wu Yao was about to be ambushed by Spider's chains in Azibelpher's gothic castle!

Fortunately for Lang, he is well-equipped to hold his own against an invisible foe. RIP Azi's furniture, though.

Spider not only recognizes Lang from his time as the Court Virtuoso, he also recognizes him as a demon and Azi's kid thanks to the portrait on the wall

that portrait tho... OH MY GOD THAT PORTRAIT

Lang realizes Azi isn't there and fucks off, leaving Spider alone. Ba Wang Yu comes into gloat, but Spider believes Ansarto set them up.

meanwhile, Lin is disguised as Piao Miao again and is like, "oh, yeah, those demonic seals all the demon nobles have! you totally knew about those, right?"

... and Wasp and Spider end up believing whoever gathers the most seals gets the glory, so off they go.

Meanwhile, Azi calls a meeting to inform everybody that HUMANS ARMED WITH MAGIC HOLY SWORDS broke into his castle and everybody assumes they killed Jia Li and took her seal.

Ansarto: *sweats nervously*

Demon King: Y'ALL GOT ONE JOB, ELIMINATE THOSE FUCKERS ASAP OR ELSE

(crack thought: what if the demon king turns out to be the unseen Dong Li emperor in disguise, lololol. Okay, probably not, but you just gotta wonder what's going on back there, his silhouette looks like he's got a lot of feathers)

so Uraina (Covid Safety Protocols) appears in from of Spider... but instead of a fight, she proposes an alliance.

...at the same moment that Megamind (Hylas) is making a similar offer to Wasp.

A+ USE OF SPLIT SCREEN, I LAUGHED SO HARD

meanwhile, Ansarto, not to be outdone, finds Lang brooding and tells him he will train him using his special technique so Lang can kill Azi and do them both a favor, lolol

love that Lang literally cannot go anywhere without people recognizing his heritage, lololol POOR GUY

Parasol Lady is excellent, but Ansarto has the best design of all the new demons, Satoru Minamoto understood the assignment.

HIS SKITTERING LITTLE LEGS THO

considering that Ansarto's bio says he's skilled at dream manipulations, I foresee a scene paralleling Azi's temptation of Lang in S3 and also Lang journeying into his psyche and straight-up not having a good time--possibly connected, at least thematically, to the shot of him seeing an illusion of his mother in the OP (not to mention all those eyes)

Xing Hai, observing everything: uh, boss, should we be concerned?

Azi: lol, no, this is just starting to get good, let him cook

Xing Hai also tells him that the Order of the Divine Swarm broke into his castle, and Azi's like, "oh, yeah, you know their boss, can you introduce me?" so Xing Hai arranges a Zoom meeting, lolololol

Locust: you've got a lot of nerve showing your face around here after the stunt you pulled with Zhao Jun Lin.

Azi: Hello, handsome!

SO MUCH SCHEMING. SO, SO, SO MUCH SCHEMING.

also Azi/Locust is a legitimate ship now, I love it

meanwhile, Shang et al. climb a mountain in the Wasteland of Spirits and discover a rift spewing miasma below them, which Shang says leads to the demon realm.

it's unclear if we're still going to get the time travel plot I hoped for; that "surprised telenovela zoom" shot earlier may just have been Shang connecting the wasteland miasma with his brief time in the demon realm in S3, but there's still time!!

Chao Feng is STILL ranting about how Mu Tian Ming is the Worst (complete with flashbacks) but then they stumble across two low-level demons who are relatives of the guys Shang and Lang beat up last season and they square off for a fight, and I can't stop laughing because WOWOWOWOW those guys from last season turned out to be unexpectantly relevant after all, who knew.

(the preview for the next episode shows Shang leaping off the cliff with a flaming sword that is probably the lotus macguffin or whatever, so yeah, they're going to the demon realm next episode)

anyway, this episode was incredibly fucking hilarious, oh my god, so many balls in the air, where are they gonna all come down, and I'm living for it.

I hope Wasp ends up fighting Parasol Lady for the Butch vs. Femme ultimate showdown, lololol.

for the record, my money is on Lang getting the seals first because he is a Protagonist and also Powered By Rage, but I have no doubt there will be a lot of twists and turns before then

also jury's still out on whether Chao Feng will be attracted or repulsed by Lang's new look, but either way, she's going to tell him that now that he's a monster, no one will love him except for her, and he should go back to being her sheltered pet since there's no other place for him in the world. Blech.

Meanwhile, Tian Ming is blind, so she can't tell, and also she wants him to just be himself, and I just hope Lang will listen to her instead

how the FUCK do they puppet the mech anyway. Is there an actual guy in there + the one actually doing the external puppetry or what. cannot wait to find out in a behind the scenes video someday.

title of the next episode implies we are going to find out more about the connection between the heretical and demonic arts that Locust hinted at in the first episode and I cannot WAIT to see what big reveals are coming

also laughing because episode 8 of S3 was "Schemes and Conspiracies" but we have so, so leveled up from there, hahahahaha

[antvnger]

Soooooooo since I was only around in the movie for like 30 minutes or so, I missed loads of like actual important information that would’ve been nice to know beforehand.

The short answer rant is this: What. A. Shit show.

Like…like hell, I don’t even know where to start with all of this. It gave me a headache.

Brace yourselves, gang, I’m not holding back.

First of all, apparently sitting down and having an actual conversation about the Accords was a little too much to do for them? Like they started to but nothing came out of it. A stand still. I would think something that big would make them sort through it all until they came to some kind of collective agreement, but I guess not? 🤷🏻‍♂️

Secondly, both sides made mistakes. Big time. Both thought they were doing right, and I definitely get that, but both sides could’ve done better at what they were doing. I guess retrospect’s 20/20 but yeah.

Also, I really can’t stand Ross. Not the clean shaven Ross but the one with the mustache and the high and mighty, sourpuss attitude. Like what a creep.

The real bad guys here? The government.

How the hell did the Avengers just learn about the Accords 3 days before they’re supposed to be ratified? Shouldn’t that have been like breaking news from the moment somebody breathed about it?

And Ross being like “you’ll retire” if the Avengers decide to go against the Accords? As if he could actually do anything about it. I mean, who the hell does this guy think he is? Thanos?

Also what is it with baseball caps and sunglasses as disguises? I know I pulled the same stunt but it wasn’t my idea. I said no and got outvoted.

And look, I think Wanda’s great, but she wasn’t a kid at the time this all went down. I appreciate Cap wanting to protect her since she was like the newbie, but she messed up. That was really bad. I don’t know what she could’ve done to fix it, but maybe at the very least the Avengers could have issued a public apology.

I think Steve has serious Bucky issues and I genuinely don’t understand.

And Vision saying the whole world started having more enhanced since/because Tony said he’s Iron Man is bullshit. Last I checked, and Ant Mun backed me up here, all the big bads that have shown up in our world happened because of things NOT related to Tony! What, just because they called the move Captain America Civil War, they’re gonna make Tony the bad guy or something? Bullshit.

ALSO! When T’Challa was fighting Bucky and the UN chopper just started shooting at them both, thank goodness T’Challa was wearing Vibranium or that would have caused a plethora of other problems. Funny how the Avengers get fingers pointed at them over collateral damage for the sake of the mission when that chopper was literally doing THE SAME THING.

WHY DIDNT STEVE JUST EXPLAIN TO TONY TEN MINUTES INTO THE MOVIE THAT BUCKY WASNT BUCKY AND HAD NO CONTROL WHEN THE WINTER SOLDIER SHIT HAPPENED?!

Oh don’t worry. I’m getting to Siberia, hold your horses.

I’m not really sure on the timeframe here, but I’m think the Accords weren’t actually ratified yet when the whole airport fight happened soooooooo I don’t think Creepy Ross had any real power yet to tell Tony what to do.

I’m not going to touch on the lady who lost her son because I can’t even fathom that kind of grief. And I don’t want to. Ever. And I know grief makes you do things so I don’t know. My heart just hurts for her. I hate Tony got the brunt of that but still.

Speaking of grief making you do things? Zemo. I know who he is now, and I really can’t stand the guy. I hate he lost loved ones, and I hurt for him in that department. But when he decided to go all batshit psycho over it, some sympathy’s lost. Like he went through some hella trouble to make the Avengers unravel.

Siberia…*sigh* Siberia was really hard to watch. Like it was painful. It was…frightening. I almost wish I didn’t watch it. I had an idea what was going to happen because of what Tony shared but to see it for myself…

*sigh* This whole movie is a testament to honesty, trust, and open communication. Or rather what could happen with a lack there of. Ya know, me hearing about the Avengers before I joined them and seeing them on tv for interviews and stuff, I thought they were tight. An actual, close knit team. Maybe a found-family. But sooooooo much could’ve been avoided if they had just acted like that.

If they’d just sat down and talked it over. They could have an arguing match over it all if necessary, hell friends and families do that. If they had really trusted each other and let each other in on things instead of keeping each other out and building up secrets and agendas. Too many bosses and not enough coworkers.

It hurt, Iron Mun. It hurt to watch. Those are my friends and…there were times it felt like I didn’t even recognize them.

And then watching me show up felt so surreal. They got that whole interaction with the rest of “Team Cap” down to a T. I remember being so excited to be called up by one of the OG Avengers, one of my heroes, feeling honored and ready to do more and help people and do what’s right. Make a bigger difference than I already was. But God, I had no idea. I had no fricking clue.

In the end, Civil War was just like any other war. A mess. Both sides made mistakes, everything could’ve been done better, and nobody came out unscathed. In fact, everything ended up worse because of it.

@stxrksarc

[miss-gms-and-the-rotten-womb]

Ok I am done with transphobia disguised as feminism here!

First of all: if a woman decided to present as man and alter her body into a masculine form, it is their right for their body belongs only to them! Even if there was no gender dysphoria involved, if a person decides to customize their appearance or chance the way they present to the world, WHO AM I TO QUESTION OR DENY IT??? Like, I want legal abortions, I want freedom to choose if I wanna alter my body or not thru surgery, I want freedom to present myself regardless of biological sex, WHY IN THE FUCK DO I HAVE TO FOLLOW GENDER NORMS BASED ON MY TYPE OF GENITALS? WHAT IF I CHOSE TO CHANGE THEM THRU SURGERY???

I am NOT a genitalia ok? I am biologically female, I identify as the woman gender role, but gender is a fucking social construct built around the biological sex and I am FREE to decide if I will follow it or not and I am FREE to surgically turn the vagina I have into a penis and balls even if I cant produce sperm ok?! I cannot change the genotype but whatever, I can still customize my fenotype to a more pleasant appearance for myself! Stop talking as if I can only be mental for wanting a lil change when you bitches never raise your voices to defend genital mutilation victims across the globe!

Second of all you hoes: GENDER DYSPHORIA CANNOT BE HEALED THRU THERAPY ALONE YOU ABLEISTS! Some things need more invasive treatments like hormone therapy and surgery and THAT IS FINE! If a person with gender dysphoria NEEDS more than therapy, like present as their gender identity or do hormone pills and surgery, then SHUT UP YO ASS AND LET THEM HAVE ACCESS TO IT! ARE YOU GONNA DENY MENTAL HEALTH PATIENTS THEIR MEDICINES TOO?! WTF KAREN?!

For real! If you are not a medic who can offer an insightful second opinion to help, then shut it! Do not EVER get in the way of the medical care of a person when you do not even understand their condition! That is as bullshit as when men hide women's meds because they think their depression and anxiety is just "womanly hysterics"!

Third and final call out: any hoe on this universe that thinks blaming a community of minority groups who are denied medical care and support for the crimes that sexists and patriarchal people ESPECIALLY WHITE MEN commit, are NOT feminists ok?! The ones who rape me inside and outside the bathrooms are men, the ones who outshine me disrespectfully in sports and humiliate me when I seek a man-oriented career pathway are men, the ones who harm kids and impose gender norms and even plastic surgery on them and on their wives, like demanding the husband's stitch and boob jobs, is men, I ALWAYS got persecuted by men around me, while the trans community were the ones who empowered and protected me! Trans women taught me to love and embrace femininity instead of seeing it as inferior like sexism wanted me to, trans men taught me online about proper gyn healthcare, trans nonbinaries taught me I am more than a baby machine! What did you terf ass hoes do? Oh yeah! You ableists said that trans men are just autistic girls who are confused and lost huh? Nice to know my autism is not respected around you bitches! Lemme guess, do you also defend rapists against the evil rape victims who wanna send them to jail for a lil oopsie??? For real go take a hike! You won't defend me if a rapist tries attacking me and I know it! Meanwhile the transwomen are the ones chasing off creeps from around LGBT spaces and protecting lesbians and bisexual girls as well as the ladies in general and the others!

Ok, done with the rant, now if you are a terf please go take a seat because for real, you are repeating patriarchal and sexist bullshit but targeting trans people with it, under the guise of defending women, when yall gotta give this scolding to the creepy men in your houses instead! Only come here saying nonsense about trans people AFTER you put your husband in jail for all the times he tried groping teens on the street in front of you or shared child porn of trafficked pre-teens on his phone with his coworkers ok?! Thank you!

[lilisouless]

All those click bait articles about Shadow and Bone being the "next game of thrones"

As if being the next Game of thrones is a compliment,a series with no heart when the producers didn't give a single dam about the characters.

But i´ll make a list of what would S&B look if it was actually similar to GoT (because 1.i like chaos,2 My anxiety gave me the talent to imagine the worst possible scenario and i´d like to share) (TW since this is pretty much an horriblewriting!au a lot of mentions of non consensual sex and violence) Also possible spoilers for the books

-Alina gets phisicaly and sexually abused by The Darkling but later realizes he did her a favor since now she can overcome all kinds of pain.She still kills him though.Also she doesn't renounce her powers by sacrifice,Nikolai (who is conveniently next line for king) kills her because she goes mad with power.Oh and she doesn't have personality traits, she only cries/puts sad face/mad face ,depending on what the scene calls for.

-Kaz heals his trauma and pain by hiring prostitutes and drinking tons of alcohol.He is pretty clever but becomes a dumbass when the plot requires him. After meeting Alina he falls in love with her and all his personality becomes being her lap dog and admiring her while suffering because she is with other men. Until the end he decides Alina is the real villain and urges Nikolai to kill her because she is too dangerous.And all his criminal record gets magicaly ereased by the end.

-Mal dies early, like in episode 5, because common folk must not be main characters. Probably in a gruesome way ,also has 3 sex scenes.

-You may hang me for this but...The Darkling is pretty much the same as book!Darkling ,but he has 5 sex scenes in one episode

-Inej actualy gets the closer to a happy ending, she converts into an assasin ,gets her empathy and humanity destroyed and sails away to hunts slavers ...oh wait! Silly Lily! i forgot Inej is not white...yeah, then she can show her boobs,kill for senseless revenge to people that did nothing to her and being killed off (while showing her boobs)

-Jesper is only there to make jokes, maybe two cool shooting scenes before dying in episode 3 in order to give Kaz angst ...who never mentions him again after that episode.

-Nikolai is introduced by having a threesome,makes gross comentary to Alina but still ends up boning her.Is a jerk who doesn't care about people until the very last minute when he has to kill Alina and suddenly becomes king material.

-Zoya: TRIGGER WARNING ,Zoya rapes Mal, but not "rape" she just uses her powers and/or influences to push him into a bed and forces intimacy with him BUT he liked it so it´s okay .Also she and Alina never put their diferences aside, she doesn't care what the Darkling did to her aunt and niece porque lo más importante es el amor,el amor heterosexual Also expect to see her topless 60% on her screentime

-Helnik of course will have sex in that cabin ,Matthias will rape her but she will find out she likes it and develops a stocholm like syndrome. Nina has 34 nude scenes and no,she can't be plus sized in this version

-Wylan is either sweet nerd or gay, he can't be both.If sweet nerd then he is rewarded with sex by an andult prostitute (since he is still a minor) and the momment is framed as a win for him.If gay, then he may get a kiss scene with Jesper (only covered in blankets since no boobs,no sex) is the victim of many "Wylan´s gay" jokes ,before being killed off in a gruesome way.

Hope you had a good time trowing up in your keyboard, i am sorry but my mind is so,so dark and so full of worst case scenarios.This is because i am glad we got something not perfect but good enought

[ping-ping-ying]

BINGO NIGHT

Note: Yes, you read that correctly. It's Bingo night for the guys, and let's just say it's as chaotic as you would expect it to be...

Extra note: everyone plays bingo differently, and it's just for fun don't think too deep about it.

Characters: Alhaitham, Kaveh, Cyno, Tighnari

You can’t tell by his blank facial expression but deep down he enjoys bingo night but he’d rather die than admit it, his pride and ego won’t let him

Complains how he always has to sit next to Kaveh even though he is the one who willingly sits next to him

He looks at Kavehs card to make sure he is always ahead of him

Alhaitham doesn’t like to lose, and I believe he can be VERY PETTY depending on the situation

When it comes to Kaveh, yeah, he will always be petty

One night Alhaitham was losing so when no one was looking, he switched Kavehs card with his and won bingo

Kaveh and Alhaitham had an argument about it for an hour making Cyno and Tighnari leave as soon as it started

Cyno and Alhaitham make bets on just about anything during bingo nights

Those two are so competitive it ruins bingo night half the time

Two on two battles don’t end well because they also end up arguing because they never win against Cyno and Tighnari

Has lost bingo to Kaveh a couple of times and will forever remain SALTY

The one who started bingo night

He pitched the idea the Cyno and Tighnari and they agreed with no hesitation

Getting Alhaitham to agree was the real challenge

Five bingo nights went by before Alhaitham decided to join

Kaveh is the embodiment of the word petty

When he loses, no matter who it is, he will be petty about it

But if it’s Alaitham, oh boy- it goes from 0-100 real quick

Kaveh has cheated before let’s be for real

Brings drinks and snacks for everyone, don’t ask how he got the food since he’s broke

Argues with Tighari and Cyno just lets it happen

Takes bingo WAY TOO SERIOUSLY

Keeps all his bingo cards because he doodles houses and plans on them

Cheater #3

Got caught in the middle of cheating and Cyno went on a rant about how cheating ruins games and the whole nine yards

Petty in disguise

Gets S A L T Y when he loses to Cyno

Doesn’t take bingo seriously but he will take it seriously if there is a big prize

Enjoys bingo nights, especially if there is good food and drinks for the night

Has gone to bingo night after eating some mushrooms and has made it a thing to be high every other bingo night

Tighnari does things to piss off Kaveh and that starts arguments

He Won bingo night about three times and always misplaces his prizes

Rips up his bingo card when he loses in an intense match

He Adores bingo nights, especially after a hard day at work

Avoids sitting next to Alhaitham like the plague

One day Tighnari and Kaveh teamed up in two on two matches forcing Cyno to team up with Alhaitham and OH BOY-

In conclusion, an argument broke out and they threw cards at each other making the other two laugh their asses off

Another one who takes bingo way too seriously

He and Kaveh would have a debate on the rules of the game giving Alhaitham and Tighnari, along with Collei headaches (collei is the number caller person lol)

Got into a drinking battle with Alhaitham during bingo, having about a dozen empty dozen glasses on the table

Both passed out, but Kaveh and Tighnari didn’t care and they took Alhaitham and Cyno’s bingo cards

Won bingo at least eight times

Always leaves bingo nights happy regardless if he wins or loses

Should I do an UNO one👁👁

- Ping Ping

- 03/21/23 3:00pm

[romanstheory]

Would love a Roman request where he’s in his home office on the phone with a very important business meeting and Y/n comes into his office and starts teasing him while he’s on the phone by riding him. Thank youuuuuu! ❤️

Word Count : 550

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Roman has been home for a little while due to minor injury, but that didn't stop him from working. Roman loves his job, sometimes too much in my opinion. Regardless, he's damn good at what he does, and pours his heart and soul into the company. We're watching a movie, cuddled on the sofa when he suddenly jumps up. "Oh shit! Babe I forgot about this call I have to make. It won't take long but it's important" Roman says "I'm so sorry!" Roman rushes into his office, closing the door behind him. I would be lying if I said I wasn't annoyed.

Actually annoyed would be an understatement! We were supposed to be watching a movie! His work is important, but so is our relationship. I spend some time trying to calm myself down as I begin to hear him talking in his office. I get a great idea, why not go tease him at his weakest point.... while he's on the phone with his boss. A mischievous smile spreads across my face as I make my way to his office. I lift my dress up, taking my panties off before entering and tossing them to the side. I quietly open the door and Roman shoots his head over to me, shushing me quietly.

I smirk as I walk over to him, sitting on his lap. He looks at me, he knows exactly what I'm trying to do. "Yeah Vince that sounds amazing" He says as I grab his hand, placing it on my soft part. His mouth falls open and I can feel him growing under me. I grab his hand again and place it on my soft breast as he lightly squeezes it. "Um... yeah... yeah I'm totally fine" He struggles. I get off of him and pull his basketball shorts and boxers down. His member shoots up at attention immediately. I bite my lip and look at him, he's captivated by my actions.

I got back onto his lap, inching his length into my wet throbbing vagina. Roman exhales lustfully "Yeah I'm fine, just got a cramp" Roman grunts "You know how those go". I begin bouncing on Roman's entire length as Roman struggles to remain quiet. I let out soft moans as Roman mutes his phone while Vince goes on one of his rants. "Fuck!" I scream out in relief "You're so fucking sexy" Roman groans loudly grabbing my hips and pushing me down on him. I grind back and fourth on him, the friction of our bodies rubbed against my clit sending shockwaves through my lower half.

Roman groans and roars in lust and throws his head back as my breasts bounce from the collision of our bodies. His small office became hot and steamy as our bodies crashed into each other over and over again. Roman's hands explore my body, stopping at my waist as he begins to pound me from underneath. My body fills with lust as I reach my climax, letting out another long loud scream. "Fuck fuck! Oh my god!" Roman roars loudly as he closes his eyes and fills me with his juice completely. "You there Roman? Hello?" Vince says. "Yeah I'm still here boss man" Roman says trying to disguise his breathlessness

[hogoflight]

There’s literally so much stuff you can play with!!

Apollo has to disguise himself ofc, with a kickass mask, but like half his self-aggrandising is about how beautiful he is. Which he can’t prove. Sure fire way to get him monologuing / distract him is to go “you? Beautiful? 🤨 yeah I don’t think so lol” and he’ll gasp & cry out dramatically then rant endlessly to curse out (kid-friendly cursing ofc) the naysayer. Potential for comical checking-himself-out-in-the-mirror-to-check-he’s-still-beautiful WITH HIS MASK STILL ON, pacing in circles as he rants so the hidden heroes have to keep moving in order to avoid him & he gets faster as he winds himself up & gets more distraught, and a classic “argh! Foiled again! I’ll get you next time!” w accompanying angry fist-shaking.

similar vein, but Apollo’s got to mention the fact that he’s a father at some point. Cue the “there’s no WAY you got laid dude” and the follow-up “AHAHAHAHO…. I AM A FATHER OF EIGHT! BEAUTIFUL! CHILDREN!”. Ooo if you made one of his kids a vigilante for fun and made their relation a known thing they could painfully confirm this. Apollo’d be like “the beautiful men and women love me…” and his kid would have to go “yeah no that’s true all our parents are really cool and still kinda infatuated with him I don’t UNDERSTAND how!!” Complementary “BY THE WAY I’M BISEXUAL!” “Woah he’s bisexual! I didn’t know that!” Maybe he gives good moral lessons but EVIL. Like “child, you MUST make sure to eat your vegetables, except DON’T! because I’m EVIL! oohoohaha!”

he’s very passionate about supervillainy. the first time he got labelled as one (either popular media thing or official warning by government) he was SO HAPPY (my career!!) he bought SO MUCH cake in costume at a bakery he really liked (he tipped SO MUCH extra and kept cackling so he didn’t have to explain) & shared it with his kids ‘for no specific reason’ (they showed him the article mentioning him as a supervillain). One of the heroes he’s familiar with asks him how he’s doing with the promotion (sarcasm, banter) and he goes “WHY THANK YOU!! THE [villain Union? Association?] GAVE ME FUNDING FOR OXYGEN TANKS! I CAN BUILD AN UNDERGROUND LAIR FOR ALL MY EVIL VILLAINY NOW!!” and it was the first thing he talked about when someone asked him how he was doing for like a month. OHHHHH DESIGNING HIS EVIL LAIR WOULD BE SO FUN

more stuff under the read more:

hes SO SO bad at lying. When the heroes (either glorified police in superpowered society or Spider-Man type occurrence) find him as a civilian with identical mannerisms to the infamous villain he’s like “ohohono… you see…I have a secret, evil twin! Oohoohoohoo…” he’s actually steepling his fingers as he says that. His kids ask him what he’s doing / why he’ll be late and when the answer is villain stuff he goes “😬… I accidentally dropped a cat and she’s floating down the river! I must go, darlings! I’ll be back!” and yeah. He’s literally got an underground lair beneath wherever they all live they all hang out there sometimes and rush to get back before he notices purely so they don’t have to see him try to explain it.

he’s got an “arch nemesis” / “arch rival” (They’re CLEARLY BEST FRIENDS) (Artemis) who clearly get very excited & step their act up when they see each other and waste each other’s time gloating & insulting each other. But they’ve ‘been forced to’ team up against a greater foe (famously, Orion) a few too many times that it lost its shine as a twist / point to emphasise how dire the situation is that now the hypothetical writer leans into it. They’ve hung out for ‘negotiations’ at cool places they wanted to show each other, maybe a bit of competitive “I know this turf better than you do!” thing, and jumpscare each other when they recognise each other (speech patterns & mannerisms) irl. IF superpowered society, you could do the classic Artemis stills buys into Zeus’ lies and goes through an arc to leave the government and whatnot.

if you really wanted to you could use TOA Lester’s whole “I’m going to do the self-sacrificial thing whilst saying that I’m not!” to mean that whilst Apollo loudly and dramatically announces himself as a villain, technically, if you look at his actions, he’s much closer to a vigilante in DENIAL (but SUCH a nuisance). He does his evil gig™️ in places where landlords are trying to hike up rent prices to force them to stay low & if superpowered government, to keep that area on the places-we-have-to-actually-care-about list (I’m evil and I can be evil anywhere I like, thank you very much!). He keeps infiltrating police stations & HQs’ computer systems he knows has got shady stuff going on & coincidentally also accidentally reveals shady stuff going on. He’s evilly cutting a tree down because there’s a cat stuck in it (I’m evil and can do whatever I want to do!). Controversial figure in his local area AND FURTHER BECAUSE HE’S A SUPERVILLAIN!! In-universe reason why his kids & close ones are not distraught / moral conflict that he’s a super villain BUT there’s still stuff there to work with! he is still committing evil mischievous crimes of course… but perhaps he secretly has a subconscious ulterior motive (that he later learns to embrace through the equivalent events of TOA)!

MEG MCCAFFERY! in universe, freeing Meg McCaffery & exposing the Triumvirate would be the first explicitly-good thing he does, which, after getting together with aforementioned fellow villain & having a second figure supporting the household, maybe leads to him actually pursuing becoming the most melodramatic vigilante ever! Either He would still have all his supervillain mannerisms and be the most menacing evil support healer ever like evilly rescuing people from burning buildings and gleefully rubbing his hands together going “mhmhmhm… let me see your injuries…” OR he’s now obnoxious about doing THE GOOD THING AND BRINGING EVILDOERS TO JUSTICE! Maybe they meet in a prison & the events of TOA take place whilst they’re on the run after escaping. Maybe a superpowered government struck a deal with the triumvirate & he’s working for free for ‘community service’ for Meg (yikes!). THEN post-TOA he takes her in as a PA / sidekick and the only reason he calls her that is whenever he does, especially in public, she. She kicks his sides you could say.

Surprised and distraught that I haven’t found a TOA / PJO superhero au where Apollo is an incredibly campy and Evil™️ supervillain! He’s got the presentation™️ he’s got the Standards of treating kids nicely he’s got the people skills to have connections and actually pose a threat he’s got the stubborn will to somehow always make it out he’s got the mentally ill undiagnosed with unhealthy coping mechanisms divorced father of 6 energy.

y’know like give me a scene of him being confused at how his kids figured out his identity & cut to him laughing maniacally & evilly in costume with a comical transition to him laughing maniacally & evilly at home serving dinner to his kids & giving them cookies. give me a bit where someone asks him what his job is and he says ‘ahahahoho… surgery… eheheheheh… 👏👏 I LOVE ORGANS!!! 🌩️(ominous thunder)🌩️’ but he was actually a surgeon with a medical degree and he loves medicine he just had to quit bc the hours weren’t working with his 6 kids. and the being lame and obvious about certain secrets so people don’t look for the real stuff.

[noteguk]

bad attitude | jjk | m

[ ! ] this is part of the bad influence collection. You can read it as a stand-alone though! 

— summary; in which Jungkook finally learns how to behave. Kind of. 

— contents and warnings; pwp, smut, badboy!jk x goodgirl!reader, enemies with benefits/enemies to lovers, brattysub!kook x dom!reader, actually more of a switch!kook/switch!reader, the oc is kind of a demon with teasing because payback is a bitch, bondage, edging, dirty talk, begging, oral (m receiving), female masturbation, cockwarming, unprotected sex (don’t be dumb), creampie, stuffing, Taehyung makes a cameo, terrible use of the two wolves meme I’m so sorry 

— words; 7,2k 

— author’s note; yes I started this with a meme and no I’m not okay. This is kind of chaotic tbh but I wanted to write something a bit more unhinged and lighthearted after all that drama from the third part of the series. This happens some time after bad reputation. 

Also! Take a look at the text messages that brought them to this moment ;) 

Probably one of the dumbest things that Jungkook had ever heard came from his roommate and childhood friend, Taehyung, after a few hours scrolling through Facebook with a blunt hanging from the corner of his lips. Taehyung was in the deep web equivalent of social media: entrepreneur pages, where young, overly-dressed men with obviously rented convertibles promised to teach gullible people how to become millionaires by working at home (if you only pay for their courses). Nevertheless, what started as an ironic scroll through shallow motivational quotes quickly escalated into a semi-believable, mostly high rant about the importance of controlling your inner demons, which Jungkook sadly had to endure, since he was the only person around and, therefore, his roommate's sole target. 

Taehyung was high out of his mind, but it seemed as if he would be the last to get that memo: in his twisted conception, he was spilling the hottest of truths (and not the incoherent ramble that it really was). Fighting through Jungkook’s complaints and eye rolls, he simply went on and on about how the page “Alpha Billionaire 101” wasn’t really that off beat when they said that you do, in fact, have two wolves inside you — and the one you feed is the one that wins. Jungkook was basically disassociating by the point that Taehyung started drawing some graphs, looking fixedly at the two wolves on the screen of his computer (one written “success and drive” and the other one representing “failure and procrastination”) and wishing that the gods above would strike him down once and for all. 

And why is that important? Well, because eventually Taehyung fell asleep and moved on with his life, only casually mentioning the other stuff he saw on that page, but his words stuck around, glued to the back of Jungkook’s head. Not because they held any sort of meaning, but because the wolf metaphor was just too stupid to forget. And that eventually caught up to Jungkook in the strangest, most unexpected of ways: with you and bondage being involved. 

Now, Jungkook had two wolves inside of him: one was extremely laid back and barely cared about most things that happened, as long as he was having a good time. The second wolf was a bitter, prideful, egocentric, mean little thing that simply wouldn’t fold no matter how much the world wanted it to. And it was that second wolf that took him to that position: because Jungkook told you that he was positive, certain, a hundred percent sure that he’d never be like you and beg for something during sex. 

Which made both of your wolves absolutely pissed. 

“What the fuck…” he mumbled, looking up at your agile hands moving like wasps around his wrists. The room was dark, barely illuminated by the moonlight that came from the window, but that wasn’t really the reason why his pupils were so blown-out. “Where did you learn to tie knots like this?” 

You smiled, giving a last pull on the ropes to make sure they would stay still. Jungkook had been elated when you finally told him that you’d be willing to try it out bondage. One thing he didn’t expect, though, was that he would be the one getting tied up. “I was in the Girl Scouts,” you told him, sitting back against his thighs. 

Jungkook scoffed, tugging at the ropes. They weren’t too tight, yet they burned his skin a bit — not an unwelcome feeling, but his mind wasn’t too focused on it. He had to live up to his own words. “Of course you were in the fucking Girl Scouts.” He rolled his eyes. “So, how long is this gonna take?”

His gaze followed as your hands unclasped your bra. Jungkook, who had already been stripped down to his boxers, could barely disguise the twitching of his eyebrows when your breasts finally came into view. The bra collapsed somewhere on the floor. “Depends on how long it takes for you to say it,” you reminded him. 

Jungkook shifted around, gaze following the rise and fall of your chest. His hands struggled against the ropes, aching to touch your breasts, and you could notice the frustration blossoming at the back of his throat when he spoke up. “I’m not gonna say it.” 

With a pout, you leaned back in, placing your hands on his broad chest for leverage. “Then it’s probably going to take a long time.” You blinked up at him, and there was a devilish glint in your eyes that he didn’t remember seeing before. He was doomed. “Comfortable?”

“Not at all,” he complained. 

The smile you gifted him made his knees weak for a second. “Perfect.” Your hands traveled to the back of his neck, fingers playing with his hair and eyes zeroing in on his mouth. “Now, be good and kiss me like you mean it, okay?” 

Be good? 

Jungkook didn’t get any time to digest your words before your mouth was pressing against his, enveloping him in your warmth — and suddenly he didn’t want to think about anything else. How could he? When you had your hands caressing his neck, with a soft sigh against his lips, there was nothing else in the world that could rob his attention. 

In the end, past his brooding, unshakable persona, Jungkook was still a weak man when it came to you, he really was. It had become a natural, well-rehearsed reaction of his to explore your mouth with his tongue at every chance that he got; your lips slapping together as he groaned against you. The skin of his wrists was tingling, pressing hard against the ropes that held his hands back from exploring your body; from pulling you closer like he wanted to. Instead, he was at your mercy, following your own pace as you leaned your head to the side, fingers tugging on his hair as you sighed happily into the kiss. 

It was exactly the way he liked: sensual, slow, messy; made his head spin when you rolled your clothed center on his erection before sucking on his tongue. Jungkook was sure that you were doing all that on purpose, riling him up as much as possible before finally touching him where he needed so much, and that was definitely going to be a problem. 

In the back of his head, Jungkook was currently trying to decide if he hated Taehyung or not: the fact that his roommate had compulsively chosen to attend a party three hours away was the reason that you were there, kissing him like he was the air that you breathed, but also the reason why Jungkook had gotten tied up in the first place. If he had had a bit more time between texting you that he would never beg in sex (a very dumb, very unthought action), and the moment that you actually tried to make it happen, perhaps he would be able to convince you to step down from it. Perhaps he would realize that his prideful side was also really, really fucking stupid when it came to predicting his own limits. 

Truth was: Jungkook was pretty much panicking when you moaned against his lips, because his cock was unbearably hard inside his underwear and he just knew that he would fold after some time. Especially when you were acting like that, like a demon trying to seduce him into selling his soul; a siren about to drag him to the abyssal depths of the ocean. He could barely follow what was happening. 

Because of his dominating tendencies, Jungkook had never seen you showing your typical neurotic, controlling self during your sexual adventures — which was something he endlessly teased you for, but never thought it would actually have any sort of backlash. It seemed that both of you liked the usual dynamic (of Jungkook taking over) well enough and, yet, as he watched that sadistic expression monopolizing your features, he realized that maybe it was for the best. Maybe you had been training your whole life to perfect the masterful art of having things happening the way you wanted it, and maybe giving you the lead was one of the worst decisions he had made in some time. 

As you pulled away, Jungkook chased after your mouth, managing to place another small kiss on your lips before the ropes held him back. “More,” he groaned. 

The curve of your mouth was a wicked little thing, almost making him lose his composure for a second. “No, no more,” you were firm in your words. “Be patient.” 

He huffed. “You only got an attitude because my hands are tied up.”

“I always have an attitude,” you were fast to correct, getting out of his lap. The lack of your warmth was instantly felt, made his chest heave in frustration as you sat down next to him. There was an embarrassingly large wet spot on his underwear that he was hoping you wouldn’t notice. “But, yeah, maybe I’m a little braver because of it.” Before he could muster up a response, one of your hands traveled between his thighs, faintly tracing its way up his skin. “And what are you going to do about it?” 

Jungkook clenched his jaw — it was embarrassing how sensitive he was, goosebumps spreading through his legs. “Don’t tease."

“Or what?” A squeeze of his bulge was everything you need to make him shut up, his hips buckling up to meet your palm. Jungkook was hard and leaking, pulsating as you gave him a few, half-assed pumps through his underwear. A few seconds were more than enough to let him have his fun, it seemed, because you were soon removing your hand from his erection. “Now, stay still unless you want me to tie your feet too.” 

He hissed at the lack of contact, but refused to complain about it out loud. You smiled at his reaction: Jungkook was so stubborn when it came to things like that, would never show you his weak, needy side so easily. But you were patient and, from what you had been told, you had all night to get your way. 

Call it revenge, call it whatever: there was nothing that you wanted more than to see Jungkook bite back his own words and beg for you. It was an ego thing, perhaps, the mission to leave him just as overwhelmed and desperate as he had made you so many times in the past. Maybe you were a bit mean about it. But it was well deserved. 

You took your time pulling one of his legs towards you, watching as his cock throbbed when you placed your body between his thighs. Jungkook could only think about how soft your mouth felt as you kissed up his thigh before, at last, you were nuzzling your face against his erection, placing kisses on his clothed member as your thumb pressed down on his sensitive tip. His breath grew irregular at the feeling, his tongue poking out to wet his lips as you looked up at him with that demonic smirk of yours, those big doe eyes that wiped his thoughts clean. Jungkook was absolutely fucked. 

Luckily, he didn’t have to urge you further because, soon enough, you were pulling his underwear down, making it join your bra on his bedroom floor. Jungkook could’ve cried when you rolled your thumb over his crown, spreading his precum all over him, a delighted hum dripping past your throat. “You’re leaking,” you commented, eyes following the glistening of his reddened tip. He could only muster a raggedy, short sigh before you were talking again. “I can clean you up, don’t worry.” 

Jungkook moaned out when you wrapped your lips around his cock, not hesitating much before you sank down on him. His head fell back when you started sucking, your cheeks hollowing out and tongue pressed flat against him. “God, your mouth feels so fucking perfect.” His hips thrusted up, but you had enough of a reflex to pull away before he managed to hit the back of your throat. “Take it deeper, baby, do it for me.”

But you did the opposite, removing him from your mouth. You glanced up at him with a disinterested look plastered all over your face, lips glossy with a beautiful mixture of your saliva and his wetness. Jungkook made a mental note to never forget that sight. “I don’t know if you understand what’s going on here, Jungkook.” You wrapped one hand around his cock, pumping it twice. It felt good, but nothing compared to your mouth. “But it’s really not your place to tell me what to do right now. That’s not how it works.” 

“Yeah?” He chuckled, eyebrows raised in a silent dare. “And what are you going to do about it?” 

Poor decisions: Jungkook’s week was filled with poor decisions. Blame that unshakable arrogant side of his, blame his terribly constructed defense mechanisms; blame whatever it was that didn’t allow him to think clearly when you were so beautifully placed between his legs, but it seemed that he really thought it would be a good call to provoke you when you were already 1) deadset on making him embarrass himself 2) probably the best Girl Scout to ever tie a knot in history. 

Jungkook was completely helpless: he knew that, you knew that. So the reason why he mocked you in such a position would forever be another mystery that science could never answer. 

And the payback arrived soon enough. Jungkook only earned a few seconds of relaxation, staring at your impassive face, before your mouth was sinking back down around his member. 

If Jungkook thought that you were teasing him before, now you were sucking him like you wanted him to cum in two seconds — hands pumping his length, playing with his balls, tip hitting your throat, tongue dragging against his slit: the four horsemen of your apocalyptic blowjob technique that got him seeing stars in no time. “Fuck, that’s my girl,” he moaned. He was sure his wrists would be all red in the following morning from the way he was mindlessly moving his arms around, his mind just so hyper-focused on the need to touch you, to pull your hair when you were wrapping around his cock so well. “Feels so fucking perfect.” 

Then, as he was just about to tip over, you pulled away. 

“No, what the fuck,” Jungkook’s eyes snapped open, still unfocused and glazed-over. His body flinched at the interruption of his pleasure, and his cock throbbing against his pelvis, angry for attention. “Fuck, why did you stop?”

“That’s what I’m going to do about it.” You smiled, and Jungkook noticed that he was really playing a very dangerous game. In a span of two seconds, he asked himself if he was that mean to you, realized that he probably was, and came to terms with the fact that he wouldn’t change anything about it. “Are you going to behave now, Jungkook?” 

He groaned, fighting against the frustrated waves that overtook his body. His orgasm, before so close, had now been washed away, leaving him with a pulsating feeling inside his guts. “You’re pissing me off.”

“Likewise.” You tilted your head to the side, placing one hand on his thigh. “Now, stay still and do what I tell you to do. That’s the last time I’m asking.” 

He frowned. “Or what?”

You blinked, pausing for a second. “Isn’t it obvious? Or I’m leaving you like this.” 

Jungkook’s brain finally seemed to comprehend the fact that, sometimes, it’s better to keep your mouth shut. So, instead of saying something, he simply watched as you removed your underwear before sitting between his legs, your thighs over his. 

Because you absolutely hated him, you had opened your legs wide, pussy on full display, as you used one hand to lean back against the mattress. His eyes almost jumped out of their sockets when you used two fingers to spread your folds apart. “Look,” you said, your breathy voice making something inside his chest switch. “I’m so wet.” 

And wet you were. Jungkook exhaled, nostrils flaring. His mouth salivated at the thought of licking you clean, fingers growing white around the ropes. He never hated an object so hard in his life. “I can… I can see that.” 

You giggled at the grogginess of his tone, dove into the satisfaction that came from his focused eyes on your soaked folds. A gentle suspire left you as your digits slipped up, covering your clit with your arousal before pressing down on it. You were acting up a bit, whining loudly at the feeling because you knew that it drove him crazy to hear you make sounds for him. “Jungkook…” you trailed off. You had to bite back a laugh when his stare snapped up at you, looking so overwhelmingly horny and pissed off at the same time — the duality of men. “Want to have you inside me.” 

He exhaled heavily. “Do it,” he said and you allowed him to think that it was his order (and not your decision) that made you move. 

Jungkook’s pupils were blown out in sheer desire, wanting to absorb every light that bounced off your soft skin when you lined yourself with his cock, covering his tip with your warm wetness, allowing it to rub between your folds. By the time that you sat down on him, he was dangerously close to cracking. 

“Oh fuck.” His hips thrusted up, wanting to feel more of your tight walls around him. It was heaven and hell, just the way he loved it, but his delight wouldn’t last long. “Fuck, baby, that feels so good.”

“It does,” you agreed, but there was a teasing inflection in your tone that he did not miss. Soon, your fingers were back where they were before, circling your clit. “And I happen to know how to make it even better. For myself, at least.” 

It took him a few moments to understand what was going on, but, once it clicked inside his head, he could’ve cried from frustration. “What are you doing?”

“Getting myself off.” You smiled — oh you were such a fucking demon, he thought, a trickster spirit that wouldn’t rest until he was begging you to let him cum. Worst part? He might as well do it. “You don’t mind, do you? I know you love to keep your cock inside me like this.” 

They say that revenge is sweet and, as you saw the flash of desperation that crossed Jungkook’s face, you couldn’t agree more. “Aren’t… aren’t you going to move?” He tried. 

You could tell that he was holding back from just thrusting up inside you, which was equally satisfying and arousing: maybe, just maybe, he was starting to learn one thing or two about following your orders. “Hmmm… not at all.” You smirked, a tiny gasp leaving your lips as you circled your sensitive spot just the right way. Jungkook followed the movement of your lips as if they were writing the secrets of the universe. “Not if you keep that attitude up.” 

He frowned, the corners of his mouth twitching in frustration. From your peripheral vision, you could see his wrists vaguely struggling against your knots — humbly speaking, you were a great Girl Scout, the typical overachiever, and you were positive that they would hold up. 

“You’re going to regret this later,” Jungkook warned, but his words didn’t even have the chance to affect you. One clenching of your walls around him was all that it took for his head to roll back, a deep grunt dripping from his mouth at the sensation. It was just enough to keep him dangling over the edge, but not even close to making him cum. “Your pussy is so fucking tight, baby. Feels so fucking good.”

“I’m almost there, that’s why.” Your other hand slithered up your waist, cupping one of your breasts. Being a bit more theatrical than necessary (because you wanted to provoke him as much as you could), you gasped out his name as you rolled one nipple between your fingers, arching your back at the sensation. You swore you saw Jungkook’s eye twitch. “Gonna cum just like this. And you’re gonna be good and watch me.” 

Again with that be good bullshit, again not giving him enough time to process it before you were timidly rolling your hips. “Baby,” he gasped. “This isn’t fair.” 

“It isn’t,” you agreed, slightly breathless, your hand moving to play with your other breast. Jungkook followed the action like every part of you was magnetic, calling for his attention. “You do that to me all the time, though.” 

He frowned. “But I let you fucking touch me.” 

“How nice of you,” you sarcastically remarked. Another small roll of your hips made you gasp, fingers working faster around your clit. Teasing Jungkook got you shamefully turned on, it seemed, because you were just about to tip over the edge. “Fuck, feels so good.” 

“It would feel so much better if you just— God, you’re so fucking wet,” his mind was barely functioning at that point, the heavenly feeling of your walls clenching around him was making him go insane. “Just ride my cock, baby.” 

“No,” that simple word was like an arrow, shooting all his hopes down. Jungkook closed his eyes and threw his head back, trying to fight against the claustrophobic nature of his position. There was no way he could hold himself back, he thought, he would beg you as many times as he needed it that was what it took for him to finally cum. “I’m close, Kook.” 

That whimpery, needy tone of yours would be the death of him one of those days. “I can fucking feel it,” he cursed. Jungkook just wanted to thrust inside your dripping pussy, make you cream his cock like you were made for it, but he knew that you would just stop everything again if he did so, and he seriously didn’t think he could take that. “S-Shit, baby, you don’t know what you’re doing to me.” 

But you had a good idea of how you were affecting him. Through parted lids, you watched as his face contorted in pleasure when you squeezed particularly tightly around him; a muffled sob perishing on his throat when you vaguely raised your hips. Jungkook was filling you up so perfectly, like he always did, and it was that amazing stretch of his cock inside you, combined with the clear hunger that covered his features, that pulled your climax towards you. 

The orgasm that washed over you was abrupt, overbearing, just blinding enough so you didn’t notice the weak little moans that Jungkook let out at the throbbing of your walls around his aching length. You tried to prolong it for as long as possible, rubbing yourself, crying out his name for theatrical reasons, but eventually sensitivity got the best of you and you stopped. 

What you found when you did, however, was a glorious sight. Jungkook was a perfect picture of lust and desperation, his chest rising and falling rapidly and eyes locked on where your two bodies joined. There was a thin coat of sweat all over his skin, the small sound of the  ropes pulling on the headboard. When he noticed you were staring, he found your gaze. “I- I stood still,” he said. 

“I know, you did so good.” You placed one hand on his cheek, leveling your face with his so you could kiss him. Jungkook melted under your touch, a deep sigh leaving his mouth as you pulled away, his cock still deep inside you. “I’m proud of you.” 

As if something had magically changed, Jungkook tried to fight against his immobilized hands, only to find out that he was still unable to free himself. “Wanna touch you so bad, baby. You look so fucking hot sitting on my cock like this.” Jungkook was spoiled, you realized, because it didn’t take him two seconds of good behavior to revert back to what he wanted to happen. It was a terrible habit, you realized, one that you probably helped enable. “Fuck, just let me cum, baby. Take these off and I’ll fuck you just the way you like it.” 

And maybe if you weren’t so high up in your power rush, you would’ve at least considered his offer. However, having Jungkook turned into a pliant mess beneath you was worth more than anything else at that moment. “I’ll think about it if you say the magic word.”

He frowned, his charm melting away. Jungkook was so adamant on having it his way that it bordered on a joke. “Not gonna do it.” 

You kissed him once again before speaking up. “Then we don’t have a deal.” You shook your head, moving away from him. Jungkook searched after your mouth, but your stupid Girl Scouts knots didn’t allow him to go much further. He collapsed back against the headboard with a frustrated groan. “You’re a terrible sub.”

“Maybe because I’m not a fucking sub— Shit.” All his thoughts were wiped clean when you slowly raised your hips, only leaving his engorged tip inside, before, finally, sitting back down. The drag of your velvety walls against his sensitive cock was driving Jungkook up the wall, his tied-up wrists mindlessly knocking against each other. “Fuck. I hate you.”

“No, you don’t.” You pouted, repeating the movement. You watched as his jaw clenched, a sharp exhale leaving his nostrils as Jungkook both fought against and searched for his pleasure. “Sure you don’t wanna say it?” 

A deliciously slow roll of your hips got him gasping out. “I’m not gonna — fuck — not gonna say it.” 

You leaned your head to the side, stopping your movements. Jungkook’s abdomen was caving in with every small brush of your pussy around him, the illumination from the streets making the drops of sweat on his skin look like small diamonds. It was an erotic sight, from the falling of his dark hair over his hooded eyes, to the beautiful inked drawings on his arms. Unfortunately, you had other things to do other than to admire him endlessly. 

With a sigh, you got up from his lap. “Too bad.”

“Baby,” Jungkook whined — actually whined —  when he felt his cock slip out of your perfect heat, collapsing against his abdomen. The sensation got him flinching, made him bite his lip for a second in an attempt to compose himself. “Baby, don’t leave me like this, come on.”

You frowned, faking annoyance. “How can I not leave you like this, Jungkook?” Your palms slithered around his shoulders, pulling your body closer to his. “You’re being horrible right now.” 

“S-Sorry.” His breath caught in his throat when your mouth met the skin of his neck, tongue prodding out to lick a small trail up his skin. Your heat was unbearable, suffocating him and drowning out his thoughts to the point that he had really apologized for his poor demeanor. If your predictions were correct, it wouldn’t take long before he folded the way you wanted him to. “Just, come on, you can’t just— I’m just so hard right now.” 

You giggled, fingertips moving down on his chest until you found what you were looking for. “Aw. Poor thing,” you teased, feeling as he grew stiff when you started to play with his nipples. A few weeks back, you had made the wonderful and unexpected discovery that Jungkook was really sensitive there, but you never really had a chance to explore that side of him before he flipped you over and had you his way. But the universe always searched for balance, and that moment was the karmic payback you were looking for. “What’s the problem, Kook?” 

“Wanna cum.” He winced away from your faint caresses, but he really didn’t have anywhere else to go. A smirk curled up on your lips as you watched Jungkook fight against the knots, a frail, airy moan leaving his chest as you rolled his nipples between your fingers. He sounded so perfect: so needy and desperate that you could feel another gush of arousal accumulating between your folds. “Just wanna cum so bad, baby.” 

“I’m not gonna be mean and hold it off,” you told him, moving back so you could place a kiss against his pouty, swollen lips. Jungkook looked so beautifully messy, so on edge, that you almost cried out at the sight of it. “You just have to say it,” you told him, lowering your hips until you were straddling his cock. 

With a roll of your pussy against him, his cock brushed between your wet folds, tearing a broken sob from his throat. “Fuck,” Jungkook cursed. He was never in a position like that: edged for so long that he couldn’t even control the grunts that left his throat. “You’re so fucking evil.”

“You love it.” Another grind of your pussy had him throwing his head back, a loud moan ripping itself from his heaving chest. Jungkook was sensitive, responsive to the tiniest of your touches and, most of all: he was desperate, seconds away from cracking. “You know, if you say it, I’ll let you cum.” 

His cock throbbed against you when you finally stopped your movements, raising your hips so your center moved away from his. Jungkook complained at the lack of sensation, practically on the limit of throwing a tantrum, and his pelvis mindlessly buckling up in search of your warmth. Instead, he found nothing, and his member simply collapsed back against his abdomen, aching for its release. 

“This— This is torture,” he groaned. You giggled at his distress, taking one hand to brush away the sweaty hair from his forehead. Jungkook leaned into your touch. “Please, baby, just fuck me.”

Your ears perked up at that, a pool of arousal starting to grow between your legs. That sounded even better than you had predicted. “Sorry, what was that?” You teased. 

Jungkook closed his eyes, clenching his jaw. “Don’t make me say it again.” 

Slowly, you lowered your hips again, pressing your pussy against his cock. Jungkook reacted instantly, taking in a sharp inhale. “Didn’t hear you,” you said. 

“God, baby, just fuck me, please,” he finally broke down, his dazed-out gaze seemed to have some trouble focusing on your face. Desperation was plastered all over him, staring at you like a beautiful, shimmering trophy. “Please, just let me cum. Please.” 

You hummed, leaning away so you could sit on his thighs, facing his erection. You were a woman of your word: you said you wouldn’t hold it back, and you wouldn’t. “Since you asked so nicely…” you trailed off, one hand wrapping around his base, pumping him a few times. Jungkook throbbed in your hands, his abdomen sinking as your thumb grazed his sensitive crown. “Where do you wanna cum?” 

It looked like you had truly broken the poor boy down because, for the first time in his life, Jungkook didn’t have any idea on how to answer that question. “I- I don’t know,” he struggled to speak when your hand was still caressing his member: just enough for him to feel something, but too slow and light for him to actually cum. “Anywhere. Just wanna cum.” 

You pouted, letting his cock go. It bounced on his pelvis, tore a painful cry from his throat as he felt his pleasure wash away once again. “I need an answer, Kook.” 

And he said the first thing that came into his mind. “Your pussy, baby, please.” 

A smile tugged on your lips — it seemed as if that word wasn’t so hard to say anymore. “Of course, you’ve been so good.” You moved around until you were sinking down on him, feeling that fantastic stretch all over again, and earning a shaky moan from his part. You only spoke up again after you were sure he couldn’t go any deeper. “Kook?” You called. His pleading eyes shot up at you. “Wanna fuck me?” 

He breathed out, just a tremulous gush of air that he could barely get ahold of. “Y-Yes, yes, please.” 

You hummed, wiggling your ass around just so you could watch his face contort in despair, crumbling under the delicious drag of your plump walls around his cock. Jungkook almost looked cute, you dared to think, even if you were sure he would fold you in half the second that he got those ropes off. It was like teasing a tiger in a zoo: people only felt brave enough to do it because there was a thick glass between them. “You better do it, then,” you told him. 

After everything you had put him through, Jungkook seemed almost hesitant to do so. “C-Can I move?” He asked, just to be sure. Last thing he needed was to do something wrong and have you walking out on him. His cock was so hard, leaking inside you, and he didn’t believe that he could handle being left like that. 

“Of course,” you told him, the tenderness of your voice so different from what you sounded like all night. Jungkook was still on the palm of your hand, but your victory when it came to making him beg had already been achieved. So you could relax and let him do the heavy lifting for once. Being active was exhausting sometimes. “Come on, Kook,” you egged him on, leaning forward so you could find support on his chest. You knew what was coming. “Fuck me.” 

That seemed to be the last spark he needed to ignite his fire because, soon enough, he was placing both feet on the mattress and thrusting upwards, your body collapsing forward under the force of his movements. Jungkook barely gave you any time to breathe: he fucked you fast and deep, helped by the gravity of your weight above him; shallow breaths and noisy whines leaving his mouth in a beautiful cacophony of sounds. It wasn’t long before he was making you bounce on his cock, pretty moans melting upon your lips as you fought to keep your balance over him. 

“B-Baby,” Jungkook stammered, an airy, high-pitched moan sounding from his parted mouth. His brain was utterly bewildered by the movement of your body above his own, the bouncing of your breasts and the wild fluttering of your eyelashes. And those moans, those gorgeous, ethereal little sounds that you reserved just for him. “S-So perfect. All mine.” 

“All yours,” you said promptly, struggling to meet his gaze. No matter how much you tried, you could not follow the speed of his thrusts, so you simply kept your body in place as he used it as he pleased. “Is this what you wanted?” 

He nodded, mouth falling open. His lips were pouty and swollen, slightly red from the way he had bitten them before. “Wanna cum,” he breathed out, “inside you.” 

No pretty please, you realized. Perhaps it wasn’t your best call to ask him to fuck you, because it dawned on you that you had just handed Jungkook his esteemed control back on a silver platter. That started simply as a doubt in the corners of your mind, however, you were sure that you had lost that battle once his needy whimpers started to wash away, instead replaced by the guttural, rough groans that he usually presented to you. 

Not that you truly cared about it: you had already proven your point. 

His head leaned to the side, pressing against his elevated arm. Jungkook was hypnotized by the way that your bodies met, the way you held yourself up so he could fuck himself inside you. You were always so good for him. “Your pussy feels so fucking amazing, baby,” Jungkook moaned out, hips snapping up against yours. A hiss dripped from his mouth when he felt you clench around him, signaling that you were close once again. “Look so pretty. Made for my cock.” 

“Y-Yes,” you stammered, head falling back. You could feel that familiar tingling at the bottom of your stomach, your orgasm ready to snap once more. Jungkook always fucked you so well, even when his hands were tied up, always left your brain scrambling after the most basic of words. “I’m c-close.” 

Jungkook tried once more to pull at his restraints, but it simply wouldn’t bulge. The contrast between the red ropes and the dark ink decorating his skin was beautiful, the veins of his hands getting thicker as tugged again and again. Jungkook was beyond the realms of reason by that point, struggling like a caged animal because there was nothing else in the world that he wanted more than to touch; to suck your breasts and to fuck you the way he wanted to. “Gonna cum too, baby,” his voice was almost a roar, deep and frustrated. It shot straight up to your core, made you tip over the edge and come down spasming around his cock, your high washing over you. “That’s it, cream my cock,” he praised. In the background of your overwhelmed state, you could feel as his member throbbed inside you, ready to release. “Take everything for me, alright? Wanna fill you up.”  

You barely had any time to nod before he was spilling himself inside you, a long, throaty moan dripping like sin from his lips. Jungkook tried to keep his movements up for a bit longer, delighting himself in the way you winced at the feeling, but even he had grown too tired to continue it. So, at last, he collapsed back against the mattress, sweaty hair falling over his eyes. 

“Get up,” he commanded, breathless. “Let me see it.” 

With shaky movements, you did as he requested, planting one hand on his thigh so you could raise your body. His cock slipped out at the motion, already softening, but his gaze was stuck on the gradual dripping of his cum between your pussy lips. As much as you were used to that specific request, it always made your legs weak when you looked at him during that part — no matter what happened before, Jungkook always had that maniac expression plastered all over his face, like the mere image of his cum slipping out of you was enough to send him into a frenzy all over again. And, most times, it was. 

“Good girl,” his dark stare slowly navigated towards your eyes. His arms were surprisingly still, no longer battling against the ropes, and there was something ominous about that. “Push it back in.” 

Because you didn’t want to anger him any further, you agreed. It was almost impressive how quickly Jungkook was able to take back his control: even with him being immobilized, you were still folding and following his wishes like it was your second nature. “Like this?” You asked, using two of your fingers to stuff his cum back inside. 

“Yeah, just like that.” He breathed out, the final seconds of his exhale morphing into a low growl. “Now, ___,” he called, eyes still glued to your pussy. “Untie me.” 

You almost wanted to go against that, given the way he was about to break you in half, but that wasn’t probably the brightest of ideas. A bit nervous, you moved off his lap and sat down next to him, hands flying to undo the knots. “Hang on,” you requested. From the corners of his vision, you could see Jungkook staring you down, his piercing eyes focused on your face, silently watching you through the curtain of his black hair. At last, you managed to undo the ropes, the thick material falling beside you as Jungkook lowered his arms and started to massage his wrists. “How are your hands? I hope it wasn’t—“

“Lay down.” He interrupted, dry. Your mouth fell shut — none of your usual sarcastic remarks finding their way past the lump in your throat. 

The softness of the pillow was a welcomed sensation, but your body could not relax, not when Jungkook was still looking at the pink marks on his inked skin, thinking about what he was going to do to you. You waited for what seemed like hours until he finally moved around, arms on either side of your head and chest pressed flush against yours. Jungkook’s heat was asphyxiating, his nose bumping against yours as he placed a small, tender kiss on your lips. He was being too calm, you noticed that instantly; still waters with sharks swimming underneath. 

“Silly girl,” he mumbled against your mouth, fingers pressing on either side of your jaw. Jungkook pulled your mouth open, thumb caressing your lower lip as he stared down at you like an arrogant monarch. You felt terribly small, shrinking under his presence. “It’s not my hands that you should be worrying about.” He smirked, and his thumb paused its tender motions on your lip. He sighed. “Now that you had your fun, I’m gonna have mine.” 

~ 

Jungkook was right: his wrists were red the next day. He naively thought that no one would be able to see it through his tattoos, but Taehyung, even in his hungover stupor, had his detective eye ready and noticed the marks right away. There was absolutely no way all his crime documentaries made him such an expert, Jungkook thought, but couldn’t really be sure of it. 

“You know… things like this only make me more curious,” Taehyung said after Jungkook had refused to tell him who had come over the previous night. He was munching on his sandwich like his life depended on it, brows furrowed into a perfect picture of concentration. There was jelly all over his mouth, pulling up the corners of his lips and making Taehyung look like a terrible, discount copy of the joker. “Like, a chick tied you up? Come on, I have to meet someone like that. It’s a matter of, like, survival, some alpha wolf bullshit—“

“Fuck off,” Jungkook cut him short, burying his face on his hands. He was too tired to deal with any of that. “I never want to hear about you or your wolves ever again.”

~

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Angst time💪 🙄 I had a similar dream like this so anyway.

This is au where their parents are alive and clan is still up. So Kazuha is the oldest so he would probably have to take his father's duties, and he doesn't need a lover...but Maple....well. Clan wasn't in a best condition let's say, so their parents had to make a deal with other known clan in inazuma. The caln had a kid similar age to Maple, so they decided that it would be good for both clans to have them together. ( maple is older here btw) Maple didn't really like that idea, neither Kazuha but their father told kazuha not to worry and to stay out of it. Maple had a lot of fights with their father, their mom didn't like the idea either, but thats all they can do to try to save the clan at the moment. Maple hated this, and would cry in their room because 1st they hate fighting with father, 2nd they hated that idea and 3rd they couldn't really do anything about it. Not only that, but Maple and that other person (the one Maple have to marry) hated each other.

One day their parents had a news for Kazuha and Maple, especially for Maple. They said that Maple will marry that person. Well.... things got a little complicated (bc why not 🥱). Let's say that Kazuha wasn't having it ( and maple too). Kazuha couldn't just stand there and watch his beloved sibling that he promised to protect suffer. (Nu-uh Kazuha is a badass 💪) They started an argument.

Kazubadass: "Father you can't just do that whitout talking to Maple first!"

Father👎:"Kazuha, i understand that you are upset but stay out if this, this is with me and (Name)-"

K: "Don't you see that 'Name' (when he uses Maple's real name yk something is bad💔) doesn't want this?! They hate it and you can see it but you choose to ignore it like always!"

Mom( we love mama kazuha): "L-lets calm down everyone, I'm sure we can talk about it in a more... calm way."

They were still arguing till they heard door shut with loud noise. Maple run to their room.

Father: * sigh* " 'Name' get back here-"

Kazuha: "Leave them alone, i believe you are the last person they want to see." Kazuha said angrily, and left to follow Maple.

Yeah dunno if i should continue, its pretty long anyways(?). Ya forgive me for grammar mistakes english isn't my first language 🧍‍♀️ Love yall

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clan head kazuha is kinda giving me tingles ehehe just imagining things yes don't mind me :D

these types of troupes are so frustrating too! maple knows that what their father is doing is going to benefit the clan, but can you really blame them for getting mad? a big part of their life in the future is being taken from them, it's only normal that they feel anger, right?

and if maple gets upset, so does kazuha.

he understands that this is important for the clan, but he also understands that this is important for maple. and for his father to tell him to "stay out of it"? oh no, he's going to do everything but that. he's going to do everything in his whole fucking body to show that he is against this.

papa kaedehara better stop being stupid or else he'll get the kazuha glare forever >:(

yet it's frustrating because at the end of the day, kazuha's not yet the head of the clan and he can't have the final voice in it. he can only express his anger towards hi father and that unworthy person he chose for maple. he knows that maple and this person don't get well together, so he makes sure that he's always ready to intervene and let this person know that if they ever lay a hand on a single piece of hair on maple, that he'll be met with the speed of a thousand winds that will surely throw him off a cliff. or maybe he wants to meet the sword itching to be unsheated from kazuha's scabbard?

surely it won't be murder if he disguised it with the weather, right?...

but what kazuha focus mostly is maple themselves. he makes sure to be there for them after every meetings with the clan or after they spent a hellish time with their betrothed. he listens to their rants, buys them their comfort food, just anything only the best big brother would do for his only sibling 🥺

[denkamis]

hc’s about falling in love with your childhood best friend.

masterlist.

warnings: swearing ig?? it’s fluffy, mainly. i tried to make it fairly gender neutral in terms of the reader. 

notes: hi uh these were supposed to be for the dekusquad but they ended up being SO much longer than i originally intended so i cut down on the characters ;-; i struggled with bakugou’s but his ended up being the longest??? idk man, hope you guys like it <3 these are seriously just drabbles in disguise

izuku midoriya

you met at an author meetup at the local bookstore. the book was a biography about all might, ofc you were bound to meet

you were in front of him in line and he shyly complimented you on the all might t-shirt you had worn

you two basically spent the entire time talking to each other about your favourite pro heroes as you waited in line

by the time you got to the front, you were so engrossed in your own conversations that both inko and your mom figured it would just be better to take you two home for a playdate instead 

since you were friends with midoriya, that meant bakugou was also in your little circle 

you stood up to him a couple times and always checked up on midoriya after kacchan’s tiny tantrums 

midoriya appreciated that, and you two were practically inseparable 

bakugou always accused you two of teaming up against him 

you would simply link arms with midoriya, tilt your chin up high and say that you were a full package deal. two peas in a pod. two halves of a whole, always 

midoriya’s face seemed to be permanently red that entire day 

you two were pretty dedicated in school, with you wanting to persue your top picks for high school. that meant that there were lots of study dates between you two 

during those study dates, midoriya couldn’t help if his gaze lingered on you just a bit more than his notes about quirk laws 

he realized he was in love with you when you had stayed after school to look for the notebook kacchan had burnt 

“you don’t have to do this, y/n. i can find it on my own… i don’t want to make to make you stay any longer.” 

“don’t say that, izuku. i don’t mind. besides, we always stick together and we will even after you get into ua!” 

“a- after i get in?” he spoke in a disbelief. everyone had doubted him, everyone had told him that he needed a quirk in order to get in but not you

you stayed. you supported him. you believed in him. 

he grabbed your hand on instinct, startling you. “i- i-” he began stuttering, eyes darting about as the feelings he hadn’t realized resurfaced

“thank you.” 

you gave him a gentle smile, chest feeling light as your hand encased in midoriya’s squeezed his own comfortingly 

“full package deal, remember?” 

he nodded, his smile jittery and shy. you giggled, blush dancing on your cheeks as you went on your next rant about how kamui woods could totally beat mount lady in a fight 

midoriya gripped the straps of his backpack, chest feeling light and his head feeling dizzy with all the new thoughts of you flooding his mind

oh yeah, he was definitely in love with you

shouto todoroki

you were his neighbour 

well, more accurately, your grandparents were his neighbours and you visited often 

your grandparents made you get the mail in the mornings and sometimes you would see him outside in the front yard with his mother. you would wave to him, and he would give a timid wave back after some encouragement from his mother 

you would play outside with your grandfather, flying your tiny kite and playing catch with him 

until you noticed there was a boy lingering near the fence separating the both of your houses 

he was watching the relationship you had with your grandfather curiously, almost as if there were a bit of envy in his eyes 

being the kind child that you were, you went over to him and passed the small ball between the rungs of the fence to him 

shouto was hesitant, but eventually took the ball from your inviting grip and tossed it back and forth between his hands testingly

this began a little game between you two 

he would toss the ball over the fence, and you would throw it back over to him

you didn’t quite understand why he couldn’t come on the other side of the fence to visit properly, but that was okay

you two would spend hours by the fence, sitting and talking you would give him tiny daisy chains made from the flowers in your grandma’s garden 

he wouldn’t tell you, but he kept each one you gave him on his windowsill 

he would compliment you a lot, too

not that he knew what that meant, he was simply stating facts to you 

“i like your hair. it’s very pretty.” 

“you’re very strong. you throw over the ball like it’s nothing.” 

“you want to become a hero? i think you would be the best one.” 

“your smile makes me want to smile, too.”

all of his words make your heart do somersaults

sometimes when you’re sitting with your backs to the fence, leaning up against each other, you feel the heat of his left hand ghosting your fingers. you don’t know why that made you feel shy, but it did

one day before you were supposed to go back home to your parents’ house, you went to go say goodbye to shouto 

he was sitting there normally, but his head was hung low so you couldn’t quite see his face 

as you approached him, you noticed that there was a bandage covering his left eye 

“sho?” 

he said nothing as you sat down 

“mom says i have to go now,” you tell him. he says nothing, again 

“um… are you okay?” 

an indiscernible noise comes from the small boy. you press your face right up against the one barrier separating you two. he looks up to see you worried. you didn’t like seeing him so upset

then an idea came to you

“before i go.. let me kiss it better.” 

shouto looked at you in bewilderment

“you’re not… afraid?” 

“no, why?” you asked in a confused manner, yet shouto remained hesitant 

“come here, please,” you asked of him, “before mom catches me kissing a boy.” 

pink dusting over his cheeks, he slowly crawled his way over to where you still kept your face against the fence. your gentle lips met the fabric of his bandage. the scent of something burnt catching in your nose as you did 

“you’ll come back?” shouto asked quietly. you nodded, promising him 

he nodded back in understanding, the tiniest of smiles appearing across his features 

“i’ll be waiting.”

katsuki bakugou

you had been in the same class since kindergarten, meaning that you knew him before he had his quirk 

even so, you thought he was pretty cool 

the reason for that? well, you weren’t exactly the most well liked kid in school. children were ruthless, and there was always a bottom of every social ladder between preschoolers

you got teased a lot. they pulled your hair, made fun of the way you cried, poked fun at the shoes and shirts you wore despite them being your favourite ones 

you were different. they didn’t like that 

the world seemed completely against you

during a colouring activity, the box of crayons you were holding was smacked out of your hands. your bottom lip quivered as the same boy taunted you to no end about how clumsy you were 

you simply bent over to pick them up before hearing another voice call out 

“oi, picking on small fries like that is lame.” 

looking to your left stood katsuki bakugou, looking bored and disinterested in helping you out. but your bully stopped in his tracks. being called lame?? by the great tiny katsuki bakugou?? 

no one had ever stood up for you like that 

even though he didn’t help you pick up your crayons, it felt like you had some type of ally in this class

slowly, you connected two and two together 

if you stayed around bakugou, no one could pick on you anymore! so you glued yourself to him practically every day 

at first, he found it annoying, but after seeing that you admired him up close, he liked the attention that feuled his ego, so he kept you around 

because you followed him around so much, you picked up a lot of things from him. he taught you how to defend yourself, and you taught him that some extras didn’t deserve as much attention as he was giving him. it was better to walk away sometimes

you ate lunch together, he came over to your house to play heroes and villains, he even showed you his secret all might poster collection. you were his person to talk to

he even had a katsuki bakugou™ nickname for you: small fry 

you two were quite the duo. bakugou went from simply tolerating you, to gradually beginning to care for you being around

and as you grew up with him, he caught himself beginning to admire the strong, gorgeous person you had become all on your own. it seemed he had developed a bit more than just a simple friendship bond with you

did he ever tell you that? fuck no 

you knew bakugou had always been rather… brash 

but you absolutely drew the line in the sand when he wouldn’t stop picking on midoriya for being quirkless. that one day where you walked into that classroom to meet bakugou and his group of friends only to see bakugou telling some green haired kid to jump off the building because he would never make it into ua without a quirk. he was different

bakugou turned to leave and he saw you standing in the doorway with a bit of an angry, hurt expression on his face

“small fry, thought you were never gonna show up.” 

“... lame.”

“hah? what did you say?” 

“i said it’s lame picking on small fries like that just because they’re different,” you spat at him. his eyes stayed fixated on you as you walked past him, helping the smaller boy off the floor and asking if he was okay 

normally, if it were anyone else, bakugou wouldn’t care. at all

but it was you

 you were different 

and all he did was act like he didn’t care. why? he didn’t know. but what he said to you that day came out rash and hurtful. you two had your fights before, but this had struck a chord with you. no one deserved to be treated like how you were back in preschool. that hurt

he didn’t realize how much you meant to him until you stopped inviting him over, you stopped eating lunch with him, you stopped texting and that bothered him 

the one person who he wanted to admire him didn’t anymore 

so it was a surprise to you that he waited for you to be finished your club after school to talk 

“small fry, listen. oi! i said listen up!” you kept walking, but he stopped you by grabbing your wrist 

“what? what is it? what can you possibly say to make things better? how could you treat people like that?” 

“come back.” 

“what?” 

“i said, fuck- come back, y’know, eat lunch with all the extras again.” 

“no.” 

the frustration showed true on bakugou’s features. his cheeks were turning red, you figured from the anger he was feeling towards you yet his voice dropped 

“i didn’t mean that shit back there. i was angry. fuck, i.. you want me to apologize or some shit, right. heard you small fries like that.” he shifted uncomfortably, his clammy hand still holding your wrist in a firm grip, as if you would walk away from him any moment now 

“sorry, or whatever.” he mumbled out in the smallest voice you had ever heard bakugou speak in 

your heart stopped as he looked at you with such sincerity. you held his gaze, eyes locked on his before you shook your head

“i don’t forgive you for saying what you said and doing what you did, but i do trust you. and i know that you’re better than that. you’re not lame. but if you seriously do that again, i’m not giving you any more chances.” 

relief came flooding back to bakugou at your words, but his face fired up almost instantly as you moved your hand so that your fingers intertwined with his 

“now c’mon, the new all might special is airing tonight, if we hurry we can still make it to my house.” 

“don’t speak so fucking loud! ... damn small fry.”

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[getindumdums]

Gotta be honest. Was watching the 2003 series. Saw Turtles Forever. Thought it was alright, definitely no ROTTMNT movie. Then I actually watched and got hooked on the 1987. I was so thrown off, the crossovers completely curved my expectations for the series. “This is nothing like I expected. What the hell. The writers hated these guys?!”

1. They were a lot more competent at fighting than I expected. Like they just break or cut through strong durable metal with ease?? And have super strength??

2. Their personalities and character dynamics are pretty good. INCLUDING April.

I’m talking a lot of Brains and Brawn, and a decent amount of Baja Blast duo. Donatello and Raphael often have similar opinions and may even join together and argue against Leonardo. Peacemaker Michelangelo will end up siding with Leonardo.

Raphael definitely stands out the most initially. He’s a wisecracking, trash talker who surprisingly the cautious one. Great at disguises. Runs from fights he can’t win. Leonardo’s actually a sweet school boy that’d watch your flower shop for a week free of charge. Michelangelo, also huge sweetheart, just wants to party, chill, and make friends, is the most pizza obsessed and surfs. Actual surfer-dude. Donatello, prideful, overestimates his abilities, never refuses or runs from a fight. Goes on ‘poetic’, ‘philosophical’ rants. Donatello and Raphael both have used ‘blasters’ the most. And give me real Disater Twin energy. Don’t leave them alone together.

And the whole ‘April getting kidnapped’ is mostly because she would take Shredder on herself. She’s constantly sneaking into villain hideouts just to get a good story to keep her position as the Star Reporter because her sexiest Boss and coworker have it out for her. 100% no self preservation. Would jump a bridge with her van. Love her.

3. I love the 80’s asthetic/vibe in general.

4. Ok yeah. Humans do sort of know of them. I mean they do hide-WHAT DO MEAN THERE’S A ANTI-MUTANT STORYLINE THAT PARALLELS EXTREME RACISM.

It was a recipe to get me hooked.

So yeah, I have mixed feelings on Turtles Forever.

I know some people who like 87 also like Turtles Forever so I wanted to see if the correlation here would surprise me.

[bunmenace]

So, to start the post abt the episode "clouds on the horizon spoiler warning for safety bc i have a lot of my own personal highlights (and a bit of a rant too) to unpack here

-For the Collector and Belos near the portal scene;

I'm neutral over either the collector as a character but i kinda have a feeling that they have no idea of the kind of deal they agreed to

-Odalia being a bitch to her entire family for the sake of envy hits too close to home

i´m most certain he ain´t gonna have a good time when the spell happen, and even then he believes so much in Belos promise it´s almost so sad, they feel like just a kid that wants to play but doesn´t know the full extent of their actions, nor the person they made a deal with, even though they´ve been around each other for quite a while, he still have doubts over their "friendship", as is shown once again with King making a connection with the Collector

Tbh, i do not enjoy the 'luz being possessed by the collector' theory but then again it does seem to be the route they're taking by Luz deciding to confront Belos herself to avoid having her friends hurt

at least it's better than having the main protagonist straight up die-

Honestly i was surprised that she wasn´t homophobic, but god did i wanted to burn her to the pyre after all the stunt she pulled and saying Luz wasn´t a suitable partner to Amity BITCH PLEASE

AND THE FACT THAT SHE KNEW BELOS PLAN ALL ALONG AND STILL WERE HELPING HIM GENOCIDE HER KIND OMG SHE IS JUST AS SELFISH AS HIM GO MARRY HIS UGLY ASS INSTEAD YOU BITCH

DIVORCE ARC IS A REALITY!

-Kikimora obsessed with Hunter;

Yeah... that happened, also really funny how she got miserable after the last time she appeared, and desperate too jesus, she is so annoying, but my hate goes more to Odalia and Belos, i despise them more (especially odalia bc she hits waaay too close to home as a toxic mother)

And yeah she end up taking Luz instead of Hunter bc of the illusion trick WELL SHIT-

-Luz´s egg palisman;

Welp, looks like it wil remain a mystery what she got, but honestly it makes sense, it´s so many good options and whatever that will be her choice will only happen after everything is over, she grew so much in the show and i´m honestly proud of her for maturing and growing and being more in touch with herself, but she indeed needs time to reafirm who she really wants to be

-Alador being a dad for once;

Always had a good feeling abt him ever since his introduction, so glad i was right, he finally taking a stance against Odalia and supporting his daughter endeavors and apologizing to luz AAAAAAAAAAAAH OMG HE WAS DOING SO GOOD IN THE FIGHT SCENES TOO! DUDE'S FUCKING DESTROYED THE FABRIC JUST TO SHOW HE IS DONE WITH ODALIA SHIT AAAAAAAAAH

So nice to see that the tomato face runs in the father part of the family (probably bc i enjoy deadbeat dads trying to redeem themselves after being unintentionally neglectful idk it's just such a good trope when done right)

-For LUMITY KISS;

Yes they FUCKING kissed and the animation went all smooth there and *chef kiss* delightful!

I just screamed and cried of happiness! FINALLY!! The girls deserve to show some love to one another one last time before the shit would blow

-More Huntlow crumbs :3

Hunter disguised as Luz going full protective mode on Willow + Willow going feral at Kiki and stopping her attack when Hunter was threatened + Willow desperate to go after them not knowing abt the switcheroo-

Huntlow shippers *nod nod* i see y'all going bananas too :3

-Hunter and Luz keeping secrets together

Me and my brother are in this scene and we didn't liked it WHERE ARE THE CAMERAS DANA?!

In all seriousness this is the first time both Hunter and Luz had a heart to heart to talk abt the events of hollow mind and both agreeing to keep each other secrets

(This is totally not gonna bite them in he back later yep mhm)

Plus Luz being protective of Hunter when Kiki threatened him ✨

Anyways that's it for now