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huggybug · 2 years
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me after the horror show that was that game
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hiddenbeks · 5 months
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carth watching in increasing despair as this random soldier he escaped the endar spire with and who agreed to keeping a "low profile" makes an enemy of tarisian nobility and the local crime lord, loses all their credits in pazaak games, enters a dueling ring with the excuse of regaining the credits but really just wants to blow off some steam, goes to a sith party with the excuse of searching for leads on bastila's whereabouts but really just wants to see how fun the sith are to party with,
#the 'prodigal knight' and 'dreaded sith lord' is also the wildest party-goer in the galaxy babyyyy#the sith are not fun to party with btw. cant hold their liquor and the music choices are mid#this is what ultimately sets liah on the light side path (not really but thats what she tells everyone. half-jokingly.)#also i havent actually lost any credits in pazaak yet. i beat that one guy in the cantina who claims to be the best player around. ha#but like Canonically liah is so bad at pazaak. or maybe its just bad luck. either way she keeps losing but cant stop playing#she simply cannot say no to a challenge. be it card games or duels. i love her#ch: liah#el plays kotor#im having a blast w this game but i cant stop thinking abt what it could be if it werent so old n limited by the technology of its time#the quests could have more layers n paths n outcomes......#like what if the sith party was bigger what if you could get absolutely shitfaced n fail to find anything that could help in ur search. lol#instead of just. u walk in to apartment. u briefly talk to guy who invited u. screen fades to black.#everyone except for u is passed out on the floor bc they had too much to drink. u didnt even get a chance to drink.#quest proceeds. loot sith armor for disguise and be on ur merry way. no partying for u.#sigh. kotor remake....... you remain in my dreams........#also disclaimer theres nothing wrong with a game being more linear!!!#not every game has to have the complexities n permutations of modern rpgs!!! sometimes simplicity is better!!!#but im just saying. it would be fun and its fun to think about.#also btw some of the dialogue in this game sounds like its written by a child. its a bit painful at times. but anyway
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nomaishuttle · 9 months
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KMS. BADLYY
#my lifegen cat died im sooo sad. my clan hit like 100 cats and i was like omg ill turn on mass extinction events so ill have less cats !#and the very next moon mass extinction event took out ME! rip sedgestripe my good friend. idk why you had a crush on your apprentice who wa#also your SON IN LAW but.#THAT WASNT ME I DIDNT DO THAT. i fucking was checking his relationships andsaw that and i was like . mediator kill this#but it was also sadd bc it just made them hate eachother but still be in love and i felt bad. bc eh was my first apprentice#i jsut forgot to turn off mentor-apprentice romance. and they werent Together obvi but yk.#but yeah like yk this is the first clan i made a FR family tree for including all the like. moons when they were born and shit.#i didnt write any lore bc well im still sad over last time i wrote lore and the clan just vanished but likee. MAN!!#literally everybody in the clan was somehow related to sedgestripe tangentially (aside from the starclan guide and ONE dead cat who died#like. the moon after i was born. so i didnt have time to hook him in sorry barktree.#UGHHH im just like whatever whatever i dont even wanna play anymore im so sad about it... he was only 80 :[#80 moons that is. so a little over 6 and a half years.. tahts so younggg wah wah wah wah#like he had 15 kits and was the best medicine cat in the clan so its not like he had any unfinished business. he got to meet some of his#great grankits yk... but im still so bummed basically is the gist of it#SIGHHH. do you guys want to see the family tree tho. and i need 2 attach pictures as well...
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mymyapplesigh · 2 months
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How Soon Is Now ?
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How far can obsession drive someone? In a world of myth, Clarisses obsession with you drives her more than the magic in her blood.
This is an interactive story so the person reading this is involved.
Warnings!: obsessed clarisse, dirty kinda thoughts, stalking, showering together, jealousy, picture taking
The water filled your own mind. The water filled your own thoughts and ideas. It flowed through your own locks of hair and played around your limbs.
The stars you saw in the country were different than the ones in the city. The yellow light mixing with the blue water made the blurry green light that was illuminating the pool.
It was a nice gesture for camp to make you your own pool though. Being the only child of Poseidon was hard. Every half blood at camp had a sibling which made them less lonely.
You didnt care that much though, at least you didnt have to share your cabin, or your pool. Your eyes felt heavy as the water soothed you to sleep, slowly getting rid of your thoughts.
You however werent aware of Clarisse in the other room. Her staring at herself in the mirror with a bikini on. She never even imagined herself in a bikini. All of this just to get your attention. To change your wild thoughts to you thinking of just her.
If there was one thing Clarisse wasnt, it was dumb. She knew youd never fall in love with a girl, much less her. I mean you had the biggest crush on Luke, but that didnt change the fact she had all of those pictures of you on her phone. You guys together, your selfies, you walking around camp, you sleeping, you changing, you.
As you felt the sleep pulling you in deeper you felt the water around you change. When your eyes opened you saw Clarisse step into the pool.
“Thought id join you.” Even though she wanted to say sorry for intruding your night swim, she never apologizes.
Your eyes traveled from her face and down her body. Youd never seen her in lude clothing before.
“Whats with the swim suit,” You said to her calmly as you change from your floating position to standing in the water watching her get in.
“Why? You see something you like ?” She asks in a teasing tone even though she really did mean it.
“Im just not used to seeing you in so….. less.” You responded to her question honestly. You started swimming to her slowly as now her whole body was in.
You wrapped your arms around her waste and put your head on her chest. Your ear was pressed on her heart and you heard her strong heart. As you kept listening to her heart you heard it quickening its pace. The water always calmed peoples heart rate so this was odd…
“Hey, you okay? You asked her.
“Im fine Y/n”
As you relaxed you felt her swim around as you were still wrapped around her. You liked being close with her. She was your best friend after all. When she came to a step in the pool she sat down. The rocky flooring of the pool was a pain to her ass though.
You were now sitting on her lap with your knees on either side of her legs. She didnt miss the fact you were also wearing a bikini however. Her eyes catching your chest and ass.
Her hands traced small patterns on your skin, some just plainly spelling out ‘i love you’, ‘love me’, or ‘mineminemine’.
Your breathing calmed her down. The feeling of your slow breathing made her relax and calm down too. She cradled your head as her usual temper her father gave her was just washing away since you were with her.
“Y/n, why do you even like Luke?” she asked as she felt the pang of jealously come over her again.
She seemed to have caught you off guard as you were quiet again. You knew why you liked him but you just couldnt put it into words.
“Well, hes cute, hes nice, hes got a good personality, and hes just different than any other guy. Hes just not an asshole Clar.”
She knew she could never compare to him. Her fathers temper and quick reactions taking over her before she could even think of anything else. Luke was more calm, he knew how to control his emotions and knew how to be a perfect boy, exactly what you would want.
After just soaking each other in more you both silently agreed you had enough and got out.
There was something weird about the washrooms. They were just all connected, the only thing dividing them being the dividers inbetween the showers. There were benches in the big room too. It was like those school locker rooms but bigger and with showers.
As you were about to step into one of the showers you stopped and turned around.
“Do you want to join me ?”
The question made her freeze. Her mind went blank as her head rappidly nodded.
Taking off your bikini you tossed it on the floor and waited for Clarisse to do the same. She seemed to have trouble with the top of her bathing suit top so you helped her take it off. Once she was nude too you closed the curtain of the shower stall.
It was pretty dark in the stall but she could still see your beautiful face. She watched the water from the shower head go over your shoulders and down your body.
Reaching for the soap you decided to wash her hair. Your long slim fingers scratching her scalp made her shoulders relax from its tense state.
Even though she was taller than you, you still managed to massage her scalp just right. Her groans started becoming quieter as you started giggling at her reactions.
She decided to wash your hair too as her fingers were perfect in your scalp.
When you both finished washing your bodies you got out. Deciding to do the rest of your routine in your cabin you dried yourself off and wrapping yourself with the same towel.
About to put on your pajama shirt, she stopped you.
“Wear mine instead.” She told you handing you her own 90’s band shirt.
“Thanks babe.”You said to her smiling at her.
She knew you called everyone that nickname but it still did something to her. Twisting her mind into thinking you are still hers.
Holding your hand with a light pink tint blush on her face she walked you back to your cabin.
When you finally got there she wrapped her arms around you in a tight hug. Even though she didnt want to let go, she finally did and sent you a small smile as she walked away.
In the silence of the night you smiled thinking about everything . Your best friend Clarisse, your own cabin, and your perfect crush; Luke.
In the silence of the night, it was interrupted. A boy was rushed to camp in the stormy night.
Asking people around you figured out what happened. A new kid killed a minatar.
And this was just the beginning of a stronger obsession with you.
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woncherie · 1 year
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hello <33 finally posting part 3. i hope you guys like it!! small reminder that im not a native english speaker i hope i didnt do too many mistakes..
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: afab!reader, no pronouns used, bully!scara, bullying, sub!scara, reader makes him a sub lol, nsfw, mentions of alcohol and drugs, finger sucking, spit play, thigh riding, degradation, blackmail, rimming, pegging, pictures are taken, usage of ma'am a few times, he sucks our dick!! light spanking (please tell me if I missed something)
wc: 4.9k
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lab reports were handed in in time, protocols werent your problem anymore and you got good grades on papers that you didnt even take a look at. things really changed after the party a few months ago.
you didnt get thrown at with food anymore, no one was there to trip you, your property wasnt destroyed anymore. its as if he completely forgot about your existence. at this point you dont even know if he remembers your face anymore, you havent seen your favourite bully in weeks other than on hallways, but even there he was very quick to choose another path to not see your face.
its been a month since the incidence in the library, and nothing else happened between you. how could anything have happened? he doesnt even look at you anymore.
at first you enjoyed your peace. people started talking to you more, you went to more partys and hangouts and met new people, but after two weeks of silence from scaramouche, you started getting a bit tense too.
you didnt expect him to actually leave you alone. you thought he would be putting up more of a fight than just puss out like a small kid, and no matter how hard it was to admit.. you kinda missed him.
at one point you got so annoyed with his behaviour that you even tried to meet him yourself, bumping into him in the hallway to start a conversation, but all he did was apologize half-assed and then go back on his way, not even taking a glimpse of your face or outfit (which he used to love to make fun of).
you were fed up with him. you cannot believe that after everything that happened between the two of you he can just act like nothing happened, going on with his life without even thinking about you. him ignoring you made you even more mad than when he gave you too much attention.
it was hard to admit, but the indigo haired man never left your thoughts. it wasnt like you two actively talked before, but now all you did was wonder. about him, about how his day was, what he did, how he is feeling.
the irritation was written all over your face, and all that albedo could do was watch from the sidelines. you still didnt tell him what happened, at this point you were so far into this shit you dont even know how to explain anything.
"is everything alright?" he said after a few days, laying on his tummy on the floor of your apartment, your organic chemistry book in front of him, but instead of studying he just put his head on it, using it as a pillow.
"what should be wrong?" you mumbled, scrolling through instagram right next to him on your carpet. your head was at his feet and his at yours, taking a look over to him when he spoke up.
you two ordered some take out and waited impatiently on the delivery before going back to studying. exams were getting closer again.
"you seem to be lost in thoughts the past few three weeks. is everything right between scaramouche and you?" he asked while checking the time on his watch.
"yeah, what should be wr- wait what." your heart dropped for a second and you threw your phone away, sitting up straight. "how did you-" you started.
"oh c'mon." he answered and rolled his eyes. "respect my intelligence. it doesnt take a genius to understand that at least something happened between the two of you."
you looked at him with wide eyes, shame and guilt being written all over your face. "how..??"
"just look at you two and how you act around each other. you two are practically undressing each other with your eyes during the lectures."
you hid your face in the palm of your hands, embarrassed at the whole situation. "i am so so sorry. i shouldve told you." you apologized. "i was just.. scared about your reaction?"
"you should be." he returned, sitting up slowly before looking at you. "i have a lot of things to say about that special relationship. but maybe you should explain what happened before." he gave you the opportunity to explain.
you threw yourself at albedo and hugged him tightly. "oh my god, i need to tell you so much that happened. ok so remember ittos party.."
scaramouche was currently laying in bed, another random women naked next to him. he tried everything, he tried everything, to forget you.
your ugly face followed him in his darkest dreams, your annoying character was running around in his head all the time, and he even caught himself daydreaming about the two of you every once in a while. all the time.
but absolutely nothing was helping him. he thought maybe he just needed to get laid again, to have any random chick pleasure him for the night and he would get back to be his old self, that he was just thinking with his dick the past few weeks, but no. even after sleeping with multiple women who werent even good to begin with, he couldnt get you out of his head.
he was frustrated, so fucking annoyed, that he let it out on everyone who is somewhat close to him. his friends were trying to figure out what or who made him so miserable, but he doesnt talk to anyone of them.
instead of approaching you and talking it out he decided it would be the better idea to just party, smoke and drink his feelings away. after a few days he would forget you and what happened. but thats what he told himself for weeks now.
the women next to him came closer, trying to touch his chest, but he just hissed at her. "do me a favour and fuck off." he didnt even know her name. he didnt care enough to ask. he couldnt even describe what she looked like.
"h..huh?" he heard her gasp next to him, feeling a bit betrayed by his behaviour right now. "did i do someth-"
"fuck off i said." he groaned, using his arm to place it over his eyes. he just hoped that she would leave as quickly as she came, letting him pity himself in peace without anyone chewing his ear off or them expecting that he cares about them.
he didnt care about anyone of them, fuck, he doesnt even know their names, the only name in his head was yours. and he was sick of it.
the girl stood up and grabbed her clothes, leaving the room as she put them on again, and scaramouche let out a deep groan when he heard the front door closing. fucking finally.
he turned around in his bed, laying on his stomach and checking his phone. he was hoping that maybe you would text him again, but you didnt.
he took his pillow and threw it over his head, trying to burry himself in his bed, trying to burry these feelings.
what were you doing right now? were you together with your ugly blonde friend again?
just thinking about albedo makes him wanna throw a few punches around the room. he never cared about that nerd anyway, his victim always being you, but right now? he's exploding just thinking that you spend your precious time with albedo than rather messaging him, or talking to him.
what did you even see in him? he's fucking boring, head constantly hiding between a few books. he probably doesnt even have a personality to begin with.
were you sleeping with him?
after all the things you did to scaramouche, he wouldnt be doubting that you maybe also fucked around with your best friend. the thought of it made him jump out of his bed, throwing his pillow against a wall before heading to the shower.
he was so lovesick, he couldnt even admit how jealous he was. fuck, he misses you. he misses you so much that he set his mind to visit you after showering, even though he tried his best to ignore you. he couldnt do that anymore.
you were laying on your bed, your books and tablet scattered around you. you tried to concentrate on your studies, on how you felt before you started to fuck around with scaramouche, but you only sighed frustratedly. albedo was right. this was all a big mistake.
albedo left some hours ago, giving you some space for yourself to think about the whole situation, but you instead chose to study and ignore the aching pain in your chest.
albedo gave you a whole lecture on how stupid you were, on how you're gonna get your feelings hurt and mind destroyed by scaramouche, and you knew he was right, you really did, but you couldnt help but feel the way you feel right now.
your train of thoughts got interrupted as someone started banging against your door furiously, and you stood up in surprise and hurried to the door, not checking who it was before opening it.
in front of you stood your favourite indigo eyed man, hair messy and very obviously annoyed and irritated. he didnt even ask or say anything, just pushed you away to enter your apartment.
you were surprised to see him here, after ignoring you for weeks and getting out of your way on purpose when it always used to be the other way around.
"i fucking hate you!" he shouted in your face, pacing around in your apartment, trying to find any words.
"chill out for a second, handsome, how did you find my address?" you asked him, closing the door behind him after scaramouche entered your comfy 25 m².
he just rolled his eyes and put his hands on his hips. "ask me something more difficult next time." he quoted his old text messages.
"the fuck you want here anyway?" you answered him annoyed but also somewhat adrenalized. this is the first time you talked again after like 2 weeks? 3 weeks? you couldnt even remember yourself.
"you! i fucking hate you." he yelled again, coming closer to you before using his arms to push you around a bit, getting physical with you. you stumbled a few steps back but caught yourself in time before landing on your ass.
"you just show up in my life and turn everything around without even thinking about me!" he cried out, his own hands finding its way in his hands and pulling on his own hair. "the past few weeks i tried everything to forget you, to forget the way you make me feel, but.. i just cant."
you raised your eyebrows in shock, not expecting a confession like this when he first entered your home furiously. "what do you mean?"
"FUCK. i mean that i cant stop thinking about you. i cant stop thinking about how you touch me. you ruined me for everyone else. no one compares to how you make me feel, and i hate you so much for this." he paced around your small room again, his eyes moving around from you to the floor and to you again, arms moving around everywhere.
he was stressed as hell, and he didnt know why he was here, in front of you, digging his own grave, but there he is, embarrassing himself to his bones.
and all you did was stand in front of him, looking at him with wide eyes, mouth opening and closing like a fish, trying to find fitting words. you couldnt explain how you were feeling right now, you just knew that you were incredibly happy and relieved.
"say something." scaramouche nearly begged, being frustrated with the whole situation.
he wanted things to go back to normal, to have you under him, doing anything he says without being told twice, to do all uni work and still humiliate you for funsies.
but thinking about going back to that time also hurt him, thinking about how you wouldnt talk to him more than you needed to is something he didnt want.
you slowly stepped up to him again, definitely getting closer to him and his personal space than anyone else dares to do, and you use your finger to lift his chin up, looking at him mockingly.
"now was that so hard to say?" you looked down in him. his face turned red again, trying to ignore your wandering eyes on his face, looking on the floor, eyelashes already a bit wet from shame and embarrassment.
"look at me when im talking to you." you demanded, squishing his cheeks between your fingers again and he looked up to you, breath stammering and gulping.
"is this what you want?" you raised one eyebrow mockingly, the grin on your face getting bigger and bigger.
scaramouche became frustrated with your behaviour again, too embarrassed to admit that yes, he needed this.
instead of answering, he pushed you back again, but followed you, shoving you on your own bed.
your back was pressed to the mattress and scaramouche sat down in your lap, leaning forwards before he pressed his lips on yours aggressively.
you were surprised at how eager he was, but no way would you let him lead and dominate you. this is your job.
you threw off all the books and your tablet from the bed with your arm in one swift motion, and then grabbing scaramouches waist as you change position, rolling on top of him while he is laying underneath you.
he didnt let go of the kiss, of you, his arms wrapped around your neck while your hands press down on the mattress beside each side of his head.
he let out some soft sighs and pants throughout the kiss, occasionally letting out a gasp or muffled moan.
you took the opportunity of you being on top, pressing your ass on his dick and making him moan more often now.
his hands wandered from your neck into your hair, pulling on them desperately as you suck on his tongue. god damn it, he felt fucking amazing.
you started undressing him slowly, breaking the kiss to remove his shirt, your lips on his right afterwards again before he could even take in a breath.
you didnt care though. you waited so long for him, you want to break him apart now.
you started kissing from his lips down to his jaw and neck, giving him bites and hickies all over that area. "you've been waiting for this for quite some time now, havent you?" you teased him, rocking your hips on his as you gave his collarbone special attention.
"fuck.. fuck yes." he groaned out, trying to grab your hips but you grabbed his hands immediately, pressing them down above his head.
"dont even think about this." you threaten him, and he looks at you with wide eyes. "i will not be touching you if you dont listen to me. understood?" scaramouches eyes widen in surprise, ready to whine out. he cant have you leaving him hanging once again, he needs you more than anyone else right now, so all he did was nod and look into your eyes.
"use your words." you demanded.
"y..yes."
"is that all?" you asked in a harsh tone, making him feel so much smaller than he actually is underneath you. his face got a soft pink blush around his nose and he looked away, everywhere else but in your face right now. "yes.. m..ma'am."
you could feel your pussy clench at the way he looked so embarrassed as he called you this name. you lived for embarrassing him.
"good boy." you answered and you could feel his dick twitch right through the shorts you were wearing.
you started kissing his body again, this time taking your time at his chest as you felt it heaving so cutely for you. "id love to fuck these tits." you grinned, looking up to him and seeing him hide his face inside the crook of his arm. "maybe next time."
his heart stopped beating for a second before it sped up in pace right afterwards. next time?
but before he could ask anything, you stood up from his lap, grabbing his waist once again before turning him around and pulling his pants down in one swift motion.
"H..HUH?" he asked surprised, looking back to you and seeing you eyeing his ass again. just thinking about what happened last time made his dick throb in his underwear, already being stained by precum anyway.
you were very happy with how things were right now, scaramouche underneath you and submissive, letting you use his body to your liking.
"ever got your ass pegged?" you looked up to him with a big grin, visibly ecstatic before pulling his boxers down too and touching his butt.
"n..no why the fuck should-?" but before he could finish his sentence you sinked your sharp teeth into his ass, biting him until there was evidence of your teeth on his butt.
he let out a small scream and let his head fall back into his neck, eyes closed in pleasure and pain. "i fucking hate you." he then said and you only giggled silently.
you stood up from his legs, grabbing into your nightstand to pull out your pretty pink dildo and scaramouches eyes widened in shock and lust, jumping up immediately.
"aint no way this gonna fit.." he mumbles.
"dont worry. ill make it fit." you returned, grabbing his hair and pulling him closer to your face again, pressing your lips on his harshly.
he opened his mouth instantly, welcoming your tongue in his mouth. fuck, he really cant resist your touch.
he leaned into the kiss and let out a small moan when your fingers graced his dick, playing with the tip and using his precum to make him wetter.
you let go off his lips and his dick and he let out a whine. he waited so long for this, dont stop now.
but instead of kissing him again, you leaned a bit back and pressed he colorful dildo on his lips, and he looked at you, slightly confused.
"what are you-?" he started, but you already pushed the tip of the sex toy into his mouth.
"sadly i didnt prepare any lube.. guess your spit has to make it wet now."
seeing scaramouche choke on the dildo made your heart swell in pride and joy, he really looked majestic like that. he grabbed your hand quickly, scared that you might shove it down his throat completely.
his heart was beating faster, scared of messing up. it was the first time of him sucking on a cock, he didnt want to look like a fool, he didnt want to disappoint you.
he tried to relax his throat to take the toy more in, sucking on it and looking at you through his lashes. inch for inch he took more in, putting on a small show for you.
you couldnt help but gasp a bit, pussy wet and aching for him. but you had to hold back, this was about him and his pleasure now.
"see, so you can be a good boy for me without throwing a tantrum. no need to be so bratty all the time.~" you teased him and he tried to look at you angrily, the toy in his mouth ruining it a bit for him.
you were still in your clothes which bothered both you and him, so you let go of the dildo in your hand, but scaramouche held it firmly anyway.
you quickly got rid of your shirt and shorts, sitting in front of him in your underwear while he was completely naked. when scaramouche saw your body in front of him, so close, he let go of the sex toy in his mouth and instead stared at you, biting his lip, trying to hide the faint blush on his face. he thought that you looked stunning.
you took the dildo out of his hand and kissed him again, pressing him onto his back while he leaned into the kiss, hands grabbing into your hair.
while kissing him you grabbed into your nightstand again, this time pulling out a bottle of lube.
scaramouche opened his eyes at the noise and let go of you when he saw the bottle. "wait what?? didnt you say you dont have any?" he bickered around and you laughed silently. "of course i have lube. i just wanted to see you suck on my dick." you teased him once again.
"you fucking bitch." he returned, visibly angry and embarrassed again, hiding half his face with his hand.
"oh c'mon, you looked really stunning. the show you put on made me nearly loose my control." you said as you kissed his jaw and neck downwards to his chest and tummy, getting dangerously close to his dick, which was still standing and throbbing regularly.
"cute. how can you satisfy anyone with this small cute dick?" you bullied him and he turned his face away in shame. "fuck off." was all he said, ready to shove his foot up your face but you only giggled and pressed a kiss on the inside of his tender thigh.
you heard him let out a small whimper, back finally relaxing against your pillows as he closed his eyes. you just smiled against his thigh and pressed down a few more kisses on them before taking the bottle of lube, opening it and using it on your fingers.
you grabbed the insides of scaramouches knees and pressed them up to his hands, signaling him to hold them.
it was embarrassing for him, but he didnt care anymore. he just wanted you on top of him, destroying him completely, so he held his legs and spread them, being completely naked and open for you. "good boy.." you mumbled as your fingers started rubbing on his anus, making him shudder at the cold feeling.
"we need a safeword." you said, looking up to his face and he opened his eyes in frustration. he thought you would finally fuck him properly.
"safeword?"
"yeah.. in case you dont like it anymore." you explained it.
"i know what a safeword is you dumb fuck." he said angrily, and you gave him a slap on his dick, making him moan out in pain and pleasure, arching his back and shoving his butt closer to you.
"dont get too comfy now." you said, and he looked at you apologetically.
"fuck just choose anything! i dont care."
you took his dick into your hand, stroking him a few times and watching him mewl in pleasure.
"coconut?" you asked.
"y..yeah yeah whatever" he said, enjoying the pleasure that you were giving him right now.
you took your lube smeared fingers and slowly inserted one inside of him while watching his face and facial features.
his eyelids fluttered and he bit his lip, grabbing the bedsheets as he tried to get used to the unknown feeling. you didnt move your finger yet, waiting for his consent.
he slowly opened his eyes and gave you a nod, signaling you to move your finger, so you did. you kissed him on the lips again, trying to make him ignore the initial pain in his butt.
he wrapped his arms around your body again, kissing you a bit sloppily as he moans into the kiss, moving back onto your fingers.
after a few minutes you heard him mumble against your lips. "m..more" he said before pressing his lips on yours again. you took the invitation to slowly insert a second finger into him and you felt him flinch and whimper against your lips. you let go off the kiss too look at him, but he pulled you back down again, not wanting to let go of the kiss.
you moved your fingers and he whimpered against your lips, biting down on your underlip. man, you really wanted to ravish him, but you had to hold yourself back a little more, for him.
you started scissoring your fingers and scaramouche started enjoying it a bit more, all kinds of moans and groans leaving his mouth. "f..fuck this feels so.." he started, but got lost in pleasure, losing his train of thought once again.
after a few more seconds you pulled out of him, making him shudder underneath you, opening his eyes slightly to look at you. "just do it now." he started bothering you again and you gave him a slap on his thigh. "shut up."
you grabbed underneath the bed and pulled out your strap on, making his face heat up slightly, but you only smiled at his reaction and put it on.
you’d never ever felt this way around anyone before - you could feel your panties growing more soaked by the second from anticipation. but it really wasnt about you right now, it was about him.
scaramouche really didnt expect to be fucked senseless when he made his way over to your home, and yet, his mouth was dry and his face was hot with embarrassment? fear? neediness? he didnt know. all he knew was that he wanted this feeling gone and your body on top of him.
scaramouche sighed happily when he felt the toy slowly, very slowly gliding into him, head falling back as he winced at the initial pain. you paused for a moment, letting him get used to the feeling.
after a few seconds he nodded again, signaling you to push in deeper. he groaned as you pushed in further, the size of you causing a burning sensation, even despite the lube and preparation earlier.
you pressed light kisses around his forehead, cheeks, jaw, neck, trying to calm him down.
he breathed heavily as you pushed in more, more, more, filling him up deliciously before bottoming out inside of him. scaramouche felt like his whole skin was burning hot, tears pricking in his eyes as he grabbed your arms, pulling you down to him and pressing your body on his as he wrapped his arms around your body.
you pushed your hips back towards his, rolling your hips in a slow pace as his body twitched underneath you.
"fu.. fuck i hate you so much." he reminded you again and you laughed in a low tone, pushing his sweaty hair out of his face. "want me to stop?" you asked and he locked his legs behind your back, taking up your space to move away.
"no!!" he gasped as you continued to pound into him, head thrown back into the pillows as moans, grunts, your name and even a few ma'ams leave his lips continuously. a very visible bulge appearing on his stomach made him gasp out, tears leaving his eyes and smearing all over his face. "dont stop, fuck, please dont stop.." he moaned out loudly.
"i should stop." you continued to tease him. "after all these months of you destroying my life, it really should be fair if i leave you hanging." you grabbed the inside of his knees, pressing them to his chest and putting him into a mating press. "you deserve this."
scaramouches mouth was left open, tongue hanging out and drool leaving his mouth. he was completely gone, trying his hardest to concentrate on what to say. "s..so-sorry. im so sorry fuck im sorry" he slurred out, trying his hardest to not come too quickly.
"is this how your mother taught you to apologize?" you grunted, slapping his thigh and ass hard, making him mewl out.
"fuuck I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have- I shouldn't have put through you all tha-fuckk." he moaned out, looking down to where your and his body connected.
"I will stop I will stop I promise I won't bother you anymore just please..make me cum." hearing him choke on his own words made your chest fill with pride. you finally broke him.
his hands tried to hold anything of you, grabbing your bra that you still wore and opening it, throwing it away, his eyes all over your chest now, watching the way they bounce while you fuck him hard.
he was fucked out and you barely even started, using his body as a mere fleshlight for your toy, teeth gritting as he felt a familiar sensation build up in his stomach as the toy continuously pushed against his prostate, making him see stars through the tears in his eyes.
"cu- cumming. fuck im so closesoclosesoclose" he slurred out, completely drunk on pleasure.
"eyes on me." you demanded, and he looked up from your chest to your eyes. "want you to look at me as you come." you continued, and scaramouches heart skipped a beat. fuck. you really wrapped him around your finger.
you took your hand and grabbed his penis, playing and stroking him a bit to increase the pleasure, sending him off the edge as he came all over his body and your hand. you took a few seconds to fuck him through his orgasm before slowly standing still, only both of your heavy breathings heard in the apartment.
you smeared the cum that was left on your hand on his chest and stomach, painting him full with it as you teased him again, his body still shaking and spasming underneath you.
"fuck, i could do this all day." you said and he bit his lips at the thought of that.
"not gonna take any pictures this time?" he asked and you grabbed the polaroid camera on your nightstand.
"oh you bet i will."
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HELLOO <33 this is gonna be the last part i dont think i have much to add to the story anymore.. i hope you all enjoyed it and thank you so much for hyping me up the past 2 weeks <3 it really meant a lot, you guys made my days and nights.
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kk43mi · 9 months
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hii omg i luv ur writing so much!! ur scaramouche fic is sooo good (as well as ur kazuha one!) but may i request a dom!reader x streamer!xiao ? like xiao is streaming and reader gets needy and ends up getting under his desk and sucking him/teasing him every couple of minutes and then you can take it from there bkdjdjdk
anon omgg loving this idea , I love the idea of sucking him off while he's busy, mic on and stuff, but I would imagine he always have a poker face on while you try to tease him and you keep trying but it never works so he punishes you!
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you thought?┊xiao
PAIRING ┊ streamer!xiao x f!reader GENRE ┊ smut. WC ┊ 900+ WARNINGS ┊ degradation , fuck facing , overstimulation , lowercase intended!!! SYNOPSIS ┊ streamer!xiao always gotta get his game on and stream for his fans, he was most popular for his looks, but also because of his skills too. always getting most kills in the lobby and always winning each round, which made other plays cuss him out. but he streams and games almost everyday! you sometimes have needs too..but he never gives it! always a simple "wait till im done." but he takes hours...so you just take it into your own hands. A/N ┊ written by kam , hope you guys enjoy ! also a little drabble since im at a friends house rn!
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streamer!xiao who was always playing games and streaming, never giving attention to you. like why? that was so not fair! youre his girlfriend...at least spend some time with you...maybe...just maybe that would work...?
streamer!xiao who was currently streaming valorant, not acknowledging your presence inside the room as he was focused on the monitor.
streamer!xiao who always got donos from his fans, most were girls since they would fawn over his looks. they werent wrong though, he had such a pretty face with pretty features.
streamer!xiao would notice and raise an eyebrow when he felt you go under his desk, wondering if this was your way of trying to annoy him. not until he felt a hand at the rims of his sweatpants, pulling it down a long with his boxers to reveal his long cock.
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xiao would eye down at you before looking back at the monitor, he looks unbothered! then you start off with slow strokes, trying to get maybe just a groan at least? but no! hes so quiet and kept his composure, so of course you had to try something.
you would then kitten lick his tip, sure that made his body shudder for a moment, but he would just go back to that calm state of his. darn. thats when your mouth enters his cock, only sucking half the base due to his long length.
sucking him off as you caressed his balls, trying to get a single noise from him, but nothing even came out, you were so determined to just embarrassed him on stream since he never wants to give you attention!
xiao would finish his round and then took a break to chat with his watchers! as soon as he took his hands off the keyboard and mouse, one hand gripped a handful of your hair, pulling you all the way down till your nose hit his pelvis, which made you automatically gag.
but he was still acting as if nothing was happening! chatting and thanking with his watchers, responding to questions and to donos. there, he would say his goodbyes and end his stream for the day.
xiao would then look down at you before thrusting his hips upwards. now fuck facing you. gags and chokes can be heard as he started with a harsh pace.
"cant even fucking wait till im done slut? then youll get what you fucking want." he said before continuing his harsh pace, while bopping your head up and down. drooling can be seen dripping from your mouth, onto his pants.
muffled moans heard from you, trying to beg him to slow down as your mouth became sore. "you really thought you could try and humiliate me in front of my fans?" teasingly saying as he kept going, till he felt a knot in his stomach, releasing his cum into the deep parts of your throat. forcing you to swallow it all.
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before you even knew it, both of you guys were bare, as he fucked you from behind. ass up, face down. his chest against your back just so he can whisper dirty things to your ear.
"gonna take it all like the whore you are huh? cant even fucking wait for a couple minutes? need my cock that bad then ill give it to ya."
pounding into you with inhuman strength at this point, it had you in a bliss, biting onto the pillow, drooling spilling from your mouth, creating wet patches on the fluff.
"mnggh-mmghhnn-!" you would muffle out, the pace he had set on had you rolling your eyes at the back of your head, you could see your brain even if you wanted to.
thrusting his hips into you, loving the way he could see his dick disappear into you and the way your ass jiggled when he made touch with your skin.
yelping out in pleasure when his hand made contact with your ass, making an hand print mark. "moaning like a bitch in heat when i smack your ass? you like that? yeah?" he would tease you before giving more harsh slaps, which resulted in you moaning out in both pleasure and pain.
the bed frame in motion with his thrusts, hitting the wall back and forth with loud thuds that were sure to get noise complants. but you didnt care, you were getting fucked, that's all that mattered.
xiaos thrusts getting sloppier, adjusting his angle, he would hit that one spongy spot that had you in a trance, arching your back and curling your toes, he would notice, continuing to hit that one spot. and it had you feeling a wonder of pleasure.
xiao would speed up his pace trying to reach his high, but before he could even finish you reached your climax. squirting on his cock, the bedsheets, and the lower parts of his body.
continuing his thrusts to ride out your high, he came in after, cum spilling into your cunt with a groan coming out from his mouth. both of the individuals panting and gasping for air. beads of sweat rolling down his and your forehead.
he would keep his cock still in your pussy, feeling a bit overstimulated from the way it pulsated around him. a sigh comes from your mouth, but the sudden slap on your ass made you wince. turning your head around to faced the teal haired man.
"since you want my cock so bad youll take it slut." and there he would pick up the pace of his harsh pounding again and it had you whining, already so sensitive from your previous orgasm.
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4pfsukuna · 1 month
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omfg bruhhhhh
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yall want me to believe Choso “on sight before his feet even land on the floor” Kamo is some pathetic whiney crybaby? Like why is every fic so… ugh i want him to fight back. Somebody please tag me or drop a link for assertive/ aggresive/ dominant choso! (Prefferably black reader)
like do i gotta write it myself?
Choso who meets you when you both come in late at night its 2am and youre standing in the hall talking about whatever the hell a middle part buss down is. He doesnt care he just wish you werent so loud… in your shared hall.
you glare at him because who was he talking too! You pay the same amount of rent as him and to damn much at that they should be lucky you werent in the lounge making ramen watching their t.v right now.
It doesnt get better when you bang on his door asking him to turn his music down cause why was he playing last resort by papa roach at 3:30am on a wednesday. He opens the door in a hoodie and tight calvin klein boxers and your eyes drift for a second until the next rock song starts up this time in japanese and he has the audacity to have an annoyed expresion with you!
”did you want something or did you just want to stare” he glares annoyed with a steady voice though youre expecting him to snap.
“Who answers the door in their boxers have some decorum” you respond half embarassed that he caught you. “And your music is loud… some of us have jobs in the morning” and you storm off not leaving any room for backtalk.
the next time he sees you is a few days later when youre both rushing out and slam into another his shirt and leather jacket falling to the floor with your purse falling sending your wallet down the hall and lip gloss shattering that dior gloss was not cheap.
”are you fucking kidding me” he hisses and you notice hes shirtless silver bars through his nipples and a few tattoos littered across his chest.
”you got a real stairing problem there princess” which makes you smirk.
“you look like a 1st grade art project… line work isnt half bad its just the asshole its attatched to” you retort collecting your items not realizing a few slipped from your wallet.
it was maintenance day you didnt have time to worry about shit it was hair lashes nails toes and a fresh tattoo and belly piercing your friend finally found an artist that did both and had clean work.
youre all smiles and sunshine walking into C.K. Parlor even enjoying the convo with the pink haired male receptionist whos so sweet mentioning this was his brothers shop but something about this guy looks familiar.
“Hes so hot” your friend gushes making you turn around and groan at the sight of your annoying ass neighbor.
”couldnt get enough bothering me home so you come here” he teases but theres something so stoicly calm about his anger… its more so mild annoyance.
”i actually came to get a tattoo and piercing but i think ill pass” you speak not wanting to admit you actually loss your credit card but youre here for moral support for your friend who now that you look at her looks like she doesnt need it.
”youre already here dont tell me youre chicken… come on ill even do it for free”
”free?” Oh that had your attention.
“mhmmm lets call it a truce no more loud… anything just being good neighbors”
and its not long before youre on the table the design being shaded into your spine and he admires how you just take it… his mind does begin to drift to if you can take anything else when he notices how pretty you look today.
he actually loves white on your toes and the crisp french tip on your hands. Its when he notices the snake tattoo wrapped around your wrist that he realizes you might be interesting and not just some stuck up—
“you wanted your belly pierced too right?” He ask and if someone wouldve told you that youd be half dressed infront of your neighbor Today you wouldnt believe it. Hes professional and doesnt even glance at the double d’s you have in your lace bra… ok he did but you didnt notice at all.
you thought you seen his ears burn red but hes quick to turn away disposing of the needle and your completely suprised by how soft and careful his hands are… ahem he is.
”and maybe we can actually be nice to another” he says softly holding out your credit card that you dropped earlier.
your truce last all of 5 days. It wasnt your fault meg the stallion announced she was going on tour and you couldnt help the screams of joy and to blast her music.
you dont expect anyone to bang on your door or barge in when you open it.
”excuse the fuck out of me” you hiss slamming your door facing him when you notice hes looking past your face and down at your body.
you were wearing a dark purple lace bra and underwear the silver belly ring he initially put in switched out for a dangly silver one with a dragon that matched your tattoo and yes it was to early to change.
”my eyes are up here”
”please. Nothing i havent seen before princess actually it kind of looks like the black one” he smirks watching the fury in your eyes as you look for something to cover up.
”get the fuck out”
he saunters (the god damn audacity) out but not without pressing his whole body into you as if the walkway wasnt wide enough making sure to press himself into your ass leaning down to your ear.
”good night princess” and you dont have to look at him to know hes smirking but that raspy voice does something to you.
that night you go to bed with 3 orgasms… what dont make that face you had a voice kink and couldnt help it.
he smirks when he sees you the next day and you try to ignore him as he unlocks his car door.
”sleep well? You know the walls are thin and im sure our bedrooms share a wall”
you make a mental note to get on apartment finder tonight.
”im sure that was your first time ever hearing a womans moans outside of porn” you hiss back you werent no weak bitch.
and he wasnt a cliche man his taunts went further then just an insult back, hed give you more content for tonight. After all he was helping you help him.
”just be a good girl for me and let me hear everything tonight alright princess” he utters in a deep octave that makes your breathing stutter and you cant form a proper sentence and any insult is going to be childish.
you of course try to walk off but he grabs your arm pulling you closely his large hand spreading across your lower back.
”did i say i was done… look up at me” and you bite your lip to keep your jaw off the floor this man was wicked and you were not about to play with a devil.
”youre such a pretty mess” he adds in watching the gloss in your eyes before you come to your senses pushing him off heading fown the street.
”wrong direction princess” and you were headed the other way but you should probably just head back inside to change underwear.
and if he could hear you through the wall you were going to put on a show, you make sure even whine moan groan whimper and cry can be heard through these thin ass walls honestly you were so sensitive from overstimulating yourself… It was his fault.
You do everything in your power to avoid him the next few days that post nut clarity knocking some sense into you.
You actually have no idea how wrecked he’s been. How wrecked you had him! He needs to hear it again.
he might turn slightly yandere for you. its when you get a call at 1am and of course youre up you had actually just got out the shower.
”is this your payback” he hisses into the phone though you arent sure what hes talking about.
”how the fuck did you get my number? Doesnt matter bye”
“stop it just listen” he grunts catching your attention “i just need you to be a good girl for me just once i promise” he nearly begs and you have a wicked idea of what he’s doing on the other side of the phone.
you listen to every command, praise and groan his sultry voice lets out your fingers and sheets soaked
“you did such a good job baby, you deserve a reward how about you cum for me” he grunts sending both of you to your end him losing it to the sound of your orgasm.
“i wanna take you out on a date” and thats when you hang up not in the mood for his antics.
hes serious though, he takes you to the finest seafood restaurant with expensive alcohol you cant pronounce he even gets you a dress to wear, suprising you with a new dior lip gloss…3 actually.
”thats how many times you orgasmed through the wall the first night…” you thank God for your brown skin and him not being able to see you blush. He genuinely takes the time for you to get to know another subtly throwing in praises.
by the time you get back to the car your a wreck hair frizzing from your body overheating already.
your legs are rubbingg together and he spreads them guiding your hand down.
“Be a good girl for me and show me how pretty you look when you cum”
You happily comply watching as his hands fidget while driving
When he gets you back to his place your clothes are off and your back is against his fluffy comforter, not that you had time to notice but his whole room is black.
Hes a certified munch and will eat you until youre lightheaded. He eats you out on your back, makes you ride his face, eats you from the back he has you in 7 different positions from head alone.
He gives the deepest stroke while telling you how pretty you are for him the most filthies things he can mutter in your ear giving you back shots the pillow under your stomach propping you up as he plays with your clit begging for you to cum.
you black out and hes not far behind but makes sure to clean you with a warm rag and throws a tshirt on you.
He loves waking up to you and will actually barge in your home or bring you over to his.
He has his own stubborn ways which you will sometimes talk your best shit which he loves, he needs his woman to be on go not some docile lil weakling.
and sometimes he fights back!
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bringbacktim · 10 months
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imagine schlatt going on your tiktok live... you werent a content creator or anything, nor did you watch his videos so you didnt know him and he didnt know you. when he requested to join your live, you were confused to who this person was, but let him in anyways (and let me tell you, that was the best decision you ever made)
them falling in love on live I CSNT MY HEART
You have the best ideas omg , keep them coming honestly
Like she's just on tiktok live with her friends or something chilling, he joins , they maybe flirt and just cuteness
Falling in love on live-jschlatt
Synopsis : above
Warning: alot of dialogue, some sexual jokes/flirting(I couldn't not) , not edited or proofread
Wc:721 words
Y/n was bored of facetime and how laggy it was and how someone's internet was always glitchy so her and her friends turned to tiktok live , so many people go live on tiktok every day so no one was going to notice one more person , right?
She was the only person actually on live and her friends were in the chat so it didn't shock her when she had a few viewers
It did however shock her when 'bigmanschlatt' joined and didn't say anything for a few minutes
"Does anyone know him?" She asked her friends hoping one of them did and it wasn't some perv ( I love perv!shclatt )
After all of her friends said 'no' or 'not personally' ( the latter confused her but she didn't want to stalk him just yet)
She just decided to continue as if he wasn't there and carried on cracking jokes to her friends
'Whoever said women aren't funny clearly haven't you' he wrote in the chat which made her flush as she thanked him and made even more jokes just for him
Her friends kept commenting about the hearts in her eyes any time he commented and flirted with her but
y/n was denying it with her life
'Bigmanschlatt has requested to join this live' was the notification she got about 15 minutes into this livestream that was meant for her and her friends but turned into y/n and schlatt taking turns to flirt
As soon as his face showed up on screen the chat went absolutely wild as her friends freaked out as to who it was , but she remained completely oblivious
"Like what you see?" He laughed as he saw her staring
"I'm reading the chat" she lied
"Unless the chat has moved onto my face , that's a God damn lie" no truer words had ever been said , they were so true that she stuttered and lost her train of thought
"I'll take over if you're too flustered , I know a big tough handsome man like me can be intimidating" he said with a serious face as he stroked his chops
The conversation flowed like a waterfall until she suddenly was getting a lot of viewers like thousands of viewer
"Are you like famous or something, what is with all these viewers" she asked almost scared
"Yeah something like that , they'll disappear in a minute don't worry"
"Are you sure? There's so many of them"
"If they don't I'll just have to get your number so we can facetime instead" he half joked hoping more would join so they could flirt without thousands of people watching
"You heard him guys, get as many people on her as you can so we can flirt in private" by that point at least a hundred thousand people were watching and her friends especially were going crazy
"Do you're friends want to join this borderline phone sex conversation or have they had their fill" schlatt mostly asked so one of his fans could get as much video footage of her that he could watch back
"hopefully I get filled by you later" she said not caring if that got clipped and spread across the internet
"You won't but your mom will" absolute silence on the other line as she just stared blankly at him
"You can keep your number now I don't want it anymore" she joked seeing if he would play along
"If you change your mind , just ask your mom it should be under 'daddy' in her contacts" the sentence came out in 3 parts as laughter kept escaping his lips
This banter went on for a few more minutes until the chat begun to ship them and they decided to move to facetime
"Thanks for letting some random guy into your live stream, it's nice to talk to someone who isn't a fan" he sincerely said as a hello on the call
"Best decision I've ever made"
What they didn't expect from that random weekday evening was that the story would be told later to a lot of people on streams and friends who ask how they met (maybe at their wedding as well if they have one)
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1920 - jjk [ chpt 6. ]
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→ SUMMARY: a photo of a beautiful smiling boy; an old tree in your grandparents garden ... and a feeling of sadness. all those things are connected to each other ...
→ GENRE: time travel au; changing fate au; rencarnation au; university au; death; sickness; historical setting; trigger topics; smut; dirty talk; switching between present and the past.
→ chapt. 5 / chapt. 7
→ RATING: 18+
→ NOTE: HUGE DISCLAIMER, this story plays in a fantasy setting. the world YN lives in doesnt exist, neither jungkooks. so please dont mention anything just because its not historically correct. this is piece of art. so yes, jungkook wears armor like a knight and no there are no guns in his time period. thanks.
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The Present
a grunt escaped your lips as the sun peeked through the half open yellow curtains. squinting one of your eyes, sun only became more brightly with each second. a bit clumsy you tried to reach the digital clock on the top of your nightstand. while doing so your phone got knocked on the ground, for the time being this wasnt something which bothered you. another grunt left your lips as the clock showed 8am in the morning, it was still too early to be awake. the events from last night werent present in your mind as you climbed up onto your bed. surrounded by your fluffy blanket, you cuddled deeper into the mattress. as soon as your eyes finally gave in to your tired body something shifted beside you. you didnt even had the time to turn your body around as someone grabbed your right wrist. with a strong pull, your body was turned onto your bed. automatically your eyes widened as you looked into the face of a young man who was hovering over your body. still sleepy you couldnt tell who this man was and how he got into your room.
"its really bold of you to sneak into the bed of a man like this"
his voice was husky as the corner of his lips curled up into a small smile. you heard that voice before, that soft voice. the back of your neck grew hotter as your eyes try to make sense out of this situation. slowly they travelled down on the man's body, as they reached his abdomen and you finally saw the bandages, everything clicked. last night came back into your mind as you looked back into his face. there it was, the cut on his cheek.
"I-I didnt mean to ... wait this is actually my-!"
jungkook still had his smirk on his face as he moved closer to you. one of his hands cupped your cheek before he rubbed with his thumb over your ear a bit. right now you could die out of embarrassement. the back of your neck grew hotter with each inch he came closer to you. by now you were even able to feel his breath on your skin.
"Ugh ..." escaped from your lips as your whole body twitched.
no guy ever touched you like this, at least not on your ears. while you were wiggling underneath him, jungkook clearly enjoyed the few. his thumb travelled down from your ear to your neck.
"You are really cute ... i should thank you properly for saving me yesterday" so he knew who you were, he wasnt playing around.
you were to embarrassed to even move or pushing him away. with every inch he moved closer your whole face heated up more. you surely must look like a tomato right now. before his lips could touch yours the phone on the ground suddenly started ringing. that was the moment when you regained your senses back. with a strong push you managed to get rid of jungkooks body as he fell to your right side onto the bed. but before you were able to grab your phone from the ground, Kook grabbed your wrist again. this time he pushed you behind his back as he had one of your scissors in his hand.
"Stay back Y/N! Whatever this thing is .. i wont let it harm you!" you couldnt see his face but he sounded serious.
of course he would be worried .. jungkook never saw a smartphone before, let alone ever heard of one. with a soft chuckle you placed your hand onto his wrist before you slowly remove the scissors.
"dont worry, it wont harm me ... or you. See?" as you moved over to the edge of the bed you took the phone into your hands.
jungkook widened his eyes as you were pressing something. as you finally held it to your ear he came closer. of course on the other line was none other than jimin:
"hey jimin, what is it?" "hey ... i just wanted to check if .. last night was a dream or if hes still with you?" "well, i wish it would had been a dream but he's here and healthy as it seems ..." ".... can i come over?" "sure. you will be more of a help than i am ... you know more about his family and stuff. might be helpful" "got it. see you later"
after you hung up jungkook still looked at you like you were some kind of alien. unfortunately you didnt had the time to explain to him what that phone was. it was probably better for him if you were planning to send him back. who knows what such knowledge would cause in the past.
putting the phone away on the nightstand you finally was faced with a bigger challenge: how on earth should you hide him from your grandparents.
"is ... everything okay?" jungkook sounded worried as he moved closer to you, to the edge of the bed.
it was really suprising how he wasnt confused about this new place. suddenly you remembered that he lived here, in this same mansion. maybe this place wasnt too strange to him.
"let me ask you something ... do you know where we are?" your head turned into his direction.
"... hm ... i would say we are in my mansion ... i looked out the window earlier and saw the tree but ... " for a moment his eyes looked around your room "i guess ... im not really home?"
it nearly broke your heard because of his last sentence. thats right, he was home but at the same time he wasnt. with a sigh you stood up from your bed and walked over to the closet. luckily your grandpa stored some of his "old clothes" in your closet, so you wouldnt need to steal from him. hopeful that they would fit Jungkook you chose a pair of jeans and a basic black Tshirt. of course he was wary of the pants and the shirt. jungkook was a knight and only wore linen clothes. with your help he managed to change his clothes without opening his wound again. even helping him to get dressed was embarrassing because of the stuff that happened earlier.
you couldnt ignore how well build his body was and how his biceps flexed while putting on the shirt. but that wasnt enough. the pants fitted just fine, the shirt on the other hand was too small and flattered his tiny waist too well. gulping you rushed over to the door, making sure that your grandparents werent near. in the meantime you scolded yourself for acting like a damn teenager in front of a grown ass man. yes, he was good looking but that wasnt a reason to crush on him like this.
"w-wait here for a moment okay?"
after jungkook nodded you slipped out of your room and down the stairs. the foyer was empty so you made your way into the kitchen. no one there, good. after checking the big garage you finally came to the conclusion that your grandparents must be away at the moment. with fast steps you ran back into your room, ordering jungkook to follow you down into the library. even if they would came back, that was your space. while you were here they would never disturb you by walking in.
Inside the Library:
"woah ... this is huge! ... but wait, normally it shouldnt have this much of books" jungkook walked around the various shelves as he raised an eyebrow. "can you ... maybe tell me what is going on here?"
you this question would come up sooner or later but you would have preferred it when Jimin was here. with another sigh you sat onto the ground were some of the papers were still scattered around you. slowly you picked one of them up. it showed his photo, all smiling. it was this damn photo which ruined everything. you just wanted to jump to the moment were this photo was taken. instead you ended up on a battlefield. curious jungkook sat down beside you and snatched the paper out of your hand.
"hey! wait!" you wanted to get it back but to no avail.
jungkook's face grew serious as he studied the paper "... those are ... informations about me. where do you got all these?"
"thats ... okay listen. this might be crazy but i brought you here .. this isnt 1920 ... you are in my timeline and ...here you are already ..-"
"dead."
the word sounded so bitter that it gave you a sting inside of your heart. at the same time you prayed that this revelation wouldnt change something drastically in his timeline. before you could reach out your hand, something got thrown against the balcony window. this must be jimin. leaving jungkook with the papers you ran over to the window to open it. outside you helped Jimin climb up again but as he managed to stand on solid ground again, he didnt walk inside. instead he grabbed your arm, looking at jungkook who was still reading through the various papers
"its really him huh? fuck ... i dont know how you managed that but i think we are in big trouble ..."
"you dont need to tell me that ... im already trying to find a way to bring him back as soon as possible .. but for now its good you are here" slowly you pushed jimin inside before closing the doors.
"huh? why? you mentioned something similiar over the phone earlier"
"its ... Park Jimin is you ancestor and he was Jungkook's best friend. you two look really alike and share the same name ..."
"ah i see .. you want to give him some comfort huh?"
you nodded as you watched how jimin walked over to the confused looking jungkook. as he tapped him on the shoulder a jolt went through jungkook's body. to your suprise he immediately hugged Jimin. expecting that jimin would refuse that hug you were more suprised as he hugged kook back. the scene in front of you was really sweet but at the same time your mind drifted back to earlier as kook ran his fingers down your neck. your cheeks began to burn again as you shaked your head. this wasnt the time to think about such things.
the moment you sat back down next to the guys, jimin already explained to jungkook that he isnt really the jimin he was looking for. somehow jungkook seemed to understand this much.
"so ... that must mean jimin found a nice girl and had a family with her huh?" a smile spread across jungkook's face
"uh yeah you could say that" jimin on the other hand rubbed over his neck, slightly nervous.
"what about me? are there any ...great grandkids or something from me? do i find a wife for myself!"
jungkook seemed so excited as he looked at the both of you. at the same time jimin and you could only look at each other. the fact that jungkook's family tree ended with him, made your heart feel heavy. you didnt want to tell him the truth. that he needed to die without every finding love.
"jungkook listen you-"
as jimin started to speak he suddenly froze mid sentence. confused you waved with one hand in front of his face but there was no reaction at all. this could only mean one thing. the fairy was back. suprisingly jungkook wasnt frozen and looked as confused as you.
a book got knocked from the shelve as the fairy revealed herself. her blonde hair was messy and strands of it fell into her face. quickly you stood up just to take her into your hands
"oh god what happened ... you look horrible"
"we ... we have a big problem ... HUGE PROBLEM .... " the fairy was completely out of breath.
jungkook also finally stood up from his place and walked closer to the two of you "what happened?" compared to your shaky voice, his was more serious.
slowly the fairy finally lifted her face "we are doomed .."
"what do you mean! talk to me finally!" carefully you shaked the fairy in your hands a bit
"its .. its jimin"
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squeeze-the-lemon · 9 months
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How come no one ever told me just how good Rise from the ashes is like what?!?!
Maybe it's because this is the first case I've played where I haven't known how it ended (I watched the anime first I'm sorry) other than the Layton crossover (it's validity as an ace attorney game is debatable) so it's amazed me just how much I've enjoyed this game
Like why is it all so good
In honour of this newfound love here's a list of all the things I enjoyed from the game (spoilers obviously):
• Ema - she's fun. Not to say I didn't like Maya but it's fun watching Ema fangirl about her interests
• Scientific analysis - why is this so cool. I get to examine the evidence! Heck yeah. I actually prefer it to the magatama but that's because I have the same reaction as edgeworth does with is 'noooooooooooo' anytime I see a psyche lock because some secrets should remain secret
• Edgeworth - what's going on with Edgeworth I loved him in the previous cases but he's really shining now we get to see more of his personality AND HE GOT TWO NEW SPRITES IM LIVING FOR IT and he's so snarky like 'the lunchladys uninformed notion is duly noted' OKAY and his half assed objection because don't tell me how to do my job thank you very much and when they try to introduce new evidence and he goes um actually that's not something I will be accepting for the time being so thanks but no thanks
• King of Prosecutors - HE EMBARRASSED
• Resignation - this post is turning out Edgeworth heavy but can you blame me the face that Edgeworth was planning on resigning because he felt betrayed by the system I guess and then there was all those rumours THAT WERENT EVEN TRUE (to an extent, he didn't know) and it's just so sad and I know how he ends up but still
• luminol spray and fingerprints - like with the scientific analysis this is just so cool it's giving professor Layton where you tap the screen frantically looking for hint coins but instead of looking for hint coins we're looking for blood
• Gant - I'm sure there are posts that can better explain the point I'm trying to put across but the fact that he was able to make threats in court right there in front of everyone and still be considered reputable and even untouchable says something. Also I know he's not a great guy because of the stuff he did but somehow his last moments are pretty wholesome when he looks to the future that is phoenix and Edgeworth and it gives you hope you know
• letter - I know what it says but damn Edgeworth really left everything and told no one
So yeah I've been playing this game non stop and I really enjoyed it it was so so good
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gaysheep · 7 months
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now my experiences might not be universal but as far as im concerned you asked far fewer questions about video games when you were a kid. the first time you encountered waluigi in mario tennis or mario party or whatever other mario spinoff you encountered him in for the first time because they only put him in spinoffs you didnt say "who's this goofster stomping around like he's a member of the crew?" you said oh ok that's waluigi i guess.
super smash bros melee the crossover fighting game starring all your favorite nintendo characters (well pikachu was second party but thats pikachu everyone knows who pikachu is) had a whole three characters who nobody in north america knew who the fuck they were, two of which were from games that weren't localized at all and one of which was from a game that was enough of a commercial failure in the united states hardly anyone remembered it a little under a decade later. now to be fair ness was in the one on the n64 also but its not like he'd gotten another game. "oh earthbound's failure was overexaggerated" you say that but my brother lived the super nintendo era and not a single one of his gaggle of friends had even heard of earthbound it was not on anyone's radar come on. but no one said "hey these aren't iconic nintendo characters" we all went "well i guess they can be here too" and now we say "you cant main a smash character if you havent played their game" like we werent saying "thats marth i dont know who the fuck he is but hes like a brother to me" in 2001
youd just go into the store and look at a game's boxart and decide you wanted that one and yknow what it usually worked out for you. i did this longer than you'd expect too i was in 7th or 8th grade and thought to myself "yknow i havent really played any console rpgs lately" so i looked up "rpgs for the wii" and i saw a gamefaqs rec thread or some shit where a guy went "well xenoblade is coming out." and i looked up xenoblade and found virtually no information about it other than that it was coming out and thought to myself "yeah xenoblade... that looks like an rpg i could get into." and you know what i did? i preordered it this may very well have been the first game i ever preordered i thought "well they were talking about it on gamefaqs so it must be a big deal i wanna make sure i can play it day 1" but i didnt need to reserve a copy of fucking xenoblade chronicles the store probably could have given me every copy in stock for no profit loss when i walked in there with my gir t shirt and my little receipt because i was one of all three and a half people in north america who played this game counting the gamefaqs guy. and xenoblade chronicles knocked me flat on my ass it was one of the best games i'd ever experienced i'd played plenty of story heavy rpgs before but this one hooked me in a way none of them ever had.
fast forward around 4 years the 4th smash game comes out but this one was different. this was when we really started to go in on the crossover fighters, character slots were now real estate that potential entrants had to earn the right to occupy as if one game ago they didnt make a failed NES peripheral a playable fighter and give it an emotional subplot in subspace emissary. no longer was it "cool i guess this guy is here" it had become "who the hell is this and what do they think they're doing in smash bros?"
and thus came that fateful night when amidst crazy new character reveals like the fucking wii fit trainer they unveil a cinematic trailer and announce that shulk from xenoblade chronicles was joining the fight. to which the unilateral reaction was "who the fuck is shulk why was this trailer framed like we already have a rapport with shulk i dont know this man why does he say stuff like 'im really feeling it?'"
but i knew who shulk was.
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elijahsvampylover · 2 years
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i hope you got your happy ending. p1
Elijah Mikealson x reader
Warnings- none really, only single mom
summary- You and Elijah were lovers back in 1820. He left you one night because Mikeal was after them. You moved on, found a boyfriend and got pregnant of two girls. He didnt want children so you stayed as an single mother. A few years later, you go on an small vacation with your girls. When your looking for an restaurant, you bump into an strange men, someone you expected never too see again.
PS: english is not my first language and i am not the best writer, please be respectful and if you dont like this story leave.
thankyou already xx me
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1820
''Hello, my love.'' Elijah said as he stood against the doorway, waching you put on your jewellry. ''Hello, dear. How did you sleep?'' you asked the love of your life. You were both vampires, you guys met at an ball that was kept very year. "Not that good, you werent with me.'' He answered. You chuckled. Yesterday you were at your best friends house. Belcalis, thats her name. You guys were friends ever since highschool. you both were already 52 now. Got turned at the age of 20, both turned in 1768. run away together from Chicago to England. Where you met elijah 7 months ago. and now were happily in love.
1822
''I woke up and he was just gone.'' You cried with tears in your eyes on the shoulder of Belcalis. ''Its okay, he does not deserve you.'' She said. 'But i love him.'' I cried out. I just didn't get the fact he just took off. Like it was nothing.
After this we left town. I had enough money for me and Belcalis. I came from an wealthy family. Bel didnt, since were bestfriends i always take care of her. She also takes care of me, She helps me a lot. She is my soulmate.
2013
"Mommy, when will the plane land?'' My 3 and a half year old daughter asked. ''In 25 minutes baby."' I answered. She is one of my twin girls, her name is Stormi. i have 2, the other one is called Aliyah. "mommy look!'' Aliyah pointed out of the airplane. She just woke up from a nap. We flew down to New Orleans. We originally come from New york.
Their dad left beacuse he didn't want children. He went to a witch and try to end their lives, he didn't believe it because vampires cant procreate. The witch said its very rare that i got pregnant and that he really was the father. He still wouldnt believe it so when they were 6 months old, he tried to take their lives. You could save them just in time with the help of an witch, Now their vampires and stay 3,5 years old forever. its though sometimes, but with the help of Belcalis it was easier. You lived in an apartment on the 54th floor in New york. and at the other side Bel lived. in an other apartment building. on the 16th floor. But that didnt really matter, because she was the most of the time at yours. Just like now.
''Yes we landed.'' I say too my babies as they look out of the airplane window. I look on my screen and see its 8 a' clock in the evening. we get out of the airplane and i place them in our rented car. Bel also woke up and sat beside me. ''well im hungry so we should go to an restaurant.'' since i was hungry too i agreed. we stopped at an little restaurant and eated something, after that we drived to the hotel and got our room.
''Hello miss, can i help you?'' The woman behind the desk asked. "Yes, we booked an room on the name y/l/n" the women smiled friendly and looked back on the computer. " The room for 4?'' she asked. ''Yes.'' Bel answered before you could answer it by yourself. ''Okay, here is your key, room 636 on the 6th floor.'' as she smiled at Stormi and Aliyah who were playing together.
As you guys walked down the hall, looking for your room. ''Ah look, 636.'' i say to Bel as we open the door of our room. As stormi and Aliyah jump on one of the beds. ''Ahww, you guys are so cute.'' Bel says to them as i look around the room. As i enter the bathroom, i see they have a bathub. ''Girls they have a bathtub.'' i say to the twins. they love baths, especially when there are a lot of bubbles in it.
time skip
I look on the little clock that stand on the bedtable. its late, very late. Bel already felt asleep as Aliyah fell asleep next to her. Stormi layed on top of me. After a while i also fell asleep. The next morning i woke up and saw that Aliyah and Belcalis were still sleeping. I saw that Stormi layed next to me, she probably rolled of me. I looked on my phone and saw it was 10AM. i stretched and went to the bathroom, i jumped into the shower and washed my hair, brushed my teeth, put on some make up and picked some clothes for the day. i wore a white short dress with white heels and a white cute little purse.
Bel and the children had woken up, i dressed stormi in an light pink dress with some sandals underneath, and Aliyah in an lila dress with also some sandals.
Today we are having an chill day, were going to the beach and shop a little. Bel had met a guy online who also lived here, so she decided to visit him. i decided to eat a little in a tiny coffeeshop were you got breakfast. After that we took the hired car and drove off to the beach.
It was nice, you guys swom a little and after that you went into the city. As they sat in their stroller, i looked for some nice dresses they could wear. and i found some cute jewellry, and some clothes for myself.
It was now 5' a clock in the afternoon, and the girls got a little hungry. i was walking down an small street looking for an restaurant when a man bumped into me from behind. He was running like he missed a train or something. ''sorry miss..'' he apolgied as he turned around. i was still holding the buggy and the girls were also looking at the strange men. I locked eyes with the stranger, and saw someone i thought i wouldn't ever see back.
''Elijah''
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ttrpgsmoved · 7 months
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Tell me about your tav(s)?
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i only have 1 (official) tav even though i actually played the game with 3 differents tavs (1 of them being a durge) they just never felt right like kaius did <3. but yea . i have some info on kaius here but i need to update it badly.
(also you just opened pandora's box here ... oh boy)
but i will basically put his whole deal under the read more
spoilers for a lot of end game stuff
so fuck canon basically. kaius was born and raised in athkatla and yknow. athkatla + sorcerers arent really bffs unless youre rich (which they werent) so he was constantly being hidden by his parents. he was fine unless he used his magic, but since he's a draconic sorcerer and has visible scales so guards and the cowled wizards were always keeping an extra eye on him due to his appearance giving away his aptitude to magic. this + being a tiefling didnt help either, so he got in a lot of trouble for no reason, simply bc he is. and his parents worrying too much about him to the point where they were sheltering him. he basically got fed up and bored of his life, there was only so much (secret) reading he could do in order to improve his skills. always stuck inside for the sake of protection, so he went and found others like him in order to actually study and learn magic. and this went on for years basically until this illegal magic ring got found out and it was all man to himself. so he had to run without saying goodbye with nothing but the clothes on his back.
on his travels he came across a circus tent and , since theyre know for hiring anyone he tried his luck and it worked! he just did menial jobs at first. but he started talking to a guy there iren who was also knew but part of the main show (acrobat) and they really hit it off. they started practicing together for shits and gigs but he actually was really good at this and he soon also became a part of the show. iren and kaius became partners and soon got married. the fact that the circus traveled a lot also meant that he gained a lot of magic knowledge without the looming threat of being arrested and sent away. him changing his surname also meant that he could finally contact his parents without them getting into trouble. he did use a different first name, but it was an alias they used multiple times in athkatla due to also being under a lot of scrutiny there, so they got it right away. they got a heartfelt reunion and his parents tried to convince him to come back home with them, but after discovering this new found freedom he simply could not go back to what basically felt like being constantly suffocated. so he chose to stay, not to mention the fact that he did not want to leave his husband behind like that. while there was still a heated argument... after some time things calmed down and eventually they understood. at this point kaius was an adult and they couldnt control him, so they had to learn how to let him go after discovering him again. and it wasnt easy, but they had to. the fact that they kept in touch via letters helped them a little, and sometimes when the circus was close to athkalta he could see them in the audience.
after a while the letters stopped coming and this was because kaius left the circus in order to find out what happened to his missing husband. sometimes they were separated due to the fact that they needed to do different jobs in order to keep the circus going, and traveling apart was part of it. they were never apart for longer than 2 days, and so kaius got worried when the 3rd day hit with no sign of him and so he went out to look for him.
it took way longer than he thought, years went by before he found any sign of what happened, iren was abducted and turned into a mind flayer. and this news devastated him. after years of clinging onto a sliver of hope, it got shattered and while he half expected to find his husband dead, this shit still hurt as turning into a mind flayer was a fate he didnt wish on anyone, let alone his beloved. most of his mourning was almost done at this point, yet he still had grief left in his heart from the discovery BUT fate did not let him mull over it as he also got abducted by mindflayers (and this is where the bg3 story begins basically)
THIS is why the guardian scene hit differently with kaius. the emperor takes the form of iren
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who looks like this btw :]
but kaius knew it wasnt him, yet he could not help but trust him, as it is still kind of a raw wound and he could not trust someone who looks like him.
BUT WHEN THE EMPEROR REVEALED HIMSELF AS A MIND FLAYER... ohhh things got fucking choppy... like aWAIT YOU MIGHT ACTUALLY BE IREN?? HIM?? but this was fucked up. at this point kaius has moved on??? and also with gale.... it was a fucking mess. so from the point of the emperor reveal to the emperor = balduran reveal he just felt an insane amount of guilt and anger (at himself) that he could not get over.
ultimately the fact that the emperor fucked with his feelings like this WHILE HE COMFORTED HIM really pissed him off and so... he could not trust him in the end... and freed orpheus (also his bff lae'zel needed this to free her people so. win win.)
so like i really like the aspect of gale and him basically going through a similar situation irt their love life and they kind of help each other in that aspect. they THINK they're using each other to get over their 'exes' but in reality it's a fucking mess of things. they help each other but feel bad about it bc they both think they can be better and are awful people
i could go ONNN about how gale affects kaius and vice versa in their story but this is ALREADYYYY so long so. i will spare you. SORRY I RAMBLED SO BAD LMAO
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oh-its-souichi · 2 years
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In your blood
Dabi X Reader
Warnings- angst kinda, this is set at the beginning of mha.
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He was kissing a different girl.
She was entirely way to drunk but then again so was he. He was in some loud club and happened to meet her. In all terms she was just... alright. She was able to hold a conversation and was probably even pretty smart but as he kissed her with the loud techo music playing, its sound dreamy and moody, the lights flashing red then pink he felt absolutely... nothing, vacant, blank.
Kissing her felt nice but kissing always felt nice. Dabi pulled his lips away from her and sighed.
She was smiling vibrantly up at him and that made him feel fucking awful. "I gotta go" he said rubbing the back of his neck. "Oh" she said her face dropping a bit in disappointment. "Are ya sure?" She nudged and Dabi half smiled "yeah, Im to fucking drunk"
The girl nodded seeming to understand and he walked towards the door.
It was stupid he even came here.
There were people piled up against the walls, kissing and talking, no one looked at him as he stummbled by his feet seemingly bricks attached to his legs. 'Shit maybe I am to drunk' he thought when there was a flash of a person, a flash of a girl and a smell he loved. In an instant he was stone sober.
He turned around quick to catch a glimpse, only to catch you seconds before you disappeared into the doorway that led to the dance floor. A different guy was with you, he followed closely behind.
"Y/n?" Dabi said aloud like it was a suprise to see you here. The only reason Dabi ended up here was because he had heard from from mutual acquaintances that this was you new hang- out. He never knew you to be a partier but things change.
You were never technically his girlfriend. He had met you before he joined the League, had a fling with you before he joined the league.
Things ended mutually but honestly... he was bitter. Some nights laying with you he would think of a life spent with you, suddenly family and love not seeming like the worst idea.
He got to busy and you werent about to be tied down. Simple as that, end of story. That was almost a year ago.
As he walked down the hallway his heart ached, his chest tight. If it was just end of story why did he start drinking whenever he thought of you? Why was your memory an ache that never went away? At night he would wake up in a cold sweat thinking about you, hoping you werent out fucking around with someone else.
He really feared the possibility of you with someone else.
He rounded the corner and stepped onto the dance floor. The music was different, still upbeat but more meloncholy now. The flashing red and pink lights before changed to blue and occasional white.
He looked around for you thinking it might be impossible to find you again until you were suddenly there, dancing in the middle of the crowd. You were wearing a black dress with a white skull in the center, a mesh long sleeve underneath it and on your legs black and white striped knee highs. Your hair was down and it hurt how fucking beautiful you looked. He stared at you for a qeird amount of time until the guy you were with turned, their eyes meeting. Dabi casually turned away making his way to the bar.
He ordered a jack and coke and low key watched you from the back of the bar. His heart throbbing with each drink he took. The guy you were dancing with was a loser, not close to being good enough for you. He didnt stop people from pushing past you, or buy you drinks he just stood there.
He wasnt ugly like Dabi was. Maybe thats why you liked him, maybe thats why you were fine with leaving like you did.
Dabi shook his head 'she didnt fucking leave idiot' he thought holding his finger up to the bartender for another drink.
When the man slide his new drink to him there was a second one accompaning it. "No just one" Dabi said and the battender smiled. "Go bring it to that girl youve been staring at. The dude she was with just left. Go" he said.
Dabi nodded caught off guard by his kindness but shrugged it off, grabbing the drinks and making a beeline to you.
He was nervous, how would you react to seeing him after so long?
The bartender was right when he got to your side, the guy you were with was gone. You were still dancing and being so close to you made him feel like he was going to throw up.
He tapped your shoulder and when you turned around he held the drink out to you.
When you first looked at him you made a face "Uhh" you said until he tugged down his hood and your eyes lit up in a way he didnt expect. You smiled at him and wrapped your arms around his waist tightly. He dropped his arms around you, the drinks in his hands sloshing around as the people dancing around the two of you bumped into them, the alcohol splashing onto him burning the burns on his hands.
He didnt really give a shit though.
He rested his head on the top of yours and took a deep breathe in. You still smelled the same. After a few minutes you detavhed yourself from him and his anxiety returned. "What are you doing here? I havent seen you in so long?" You yelled over the music. Dabi shrugged placing the half spilled drink into your hand "Just thought I'd check it out" he said " what about you? I didnt know you were one for dancing" he lightly teased and you blushed. "I dont know its fun, fast paced." You said, your eyes suddenly starting to wander.
He didnt like that.
"Are you with that guy?" He said his voice more pained then it should have been. You tucked your hair behind your ear nervously. "No not really, hes just a guy."
Dabi raised his eyebrow and a smile come to his face. "Do you want to get out of here?" He said and you nodded "I would love to" you said.
Both of you slammed what was left of your drinks escaping to the red neon exit sign. He pushed open the heavy metal door leading to the outside. The cool night air made you shiver and he immediately took off his hoodie and gave it to you. "Here you barely got nothing on" he said and you looke dup at him like a sad puppy. "No Tou- I mean Dabi, you only have a short sleeve it-" he cut you off with a wave of his hand. "I cant really feel the cold anyway its fine." He said and you went quiet sliding on his hoodie.
It still looked good on you.
He sighed part of him wanting to run away. Now that he was with you things hurt a lot more. He had shared so much with you and now here the two of you were walking quiet as strangers side by side.
No one got to him like you did. He was a puddle in your hand. His cold exterior melted when he was around you and suddenly he became a raw nerve. He wanted you to hold him and make all his pain go away.
"Dabi" he suddenly heard you say and he whipped his head in your direction "huh?" He said making you laugh. "I said do you want to come in?" You smiled. He looked up seeing your apartment building above him. His heart thudded. "Oh yeah sure" he said casually.
You unlocked the door and lead him up the stairs and into your warm, cozy apartment. It was extremely small, the bed taking up most of the space but there was a little kitchen and bathroom so it was enough for one person to live comfortably. The decorations were different, and the white comforter you had was now a black one.
You were in the middle of taking off his hoodie when you caught his attention again. "Do you need a change of clothes or anythig? I still have a pair of your sweatpants, maybe a shirt" you aaid and he wanted to sob. 'She kept my sweatpants?' He thought and nodded. "Yeah sure" he said.
"Okay I will grab them and then Im going to shower if thats alright." He nodded feeling relieved that you would be away from him for a while
You threw his clothes on the bed and disappeared into the bathroom. He sighed in relief. 'What the fuck am I even doing here?' He thought kicking off his shoes sinking down with his back against your bed frame.
He knew theres no way he could or even should get involved with you again. He didnt have the time and he didnt want to put you in any sort of position, especially once the league, once HE, found out about your quirk. If anything happened to you he didnt know what he would do.
Still though, there was a inkling in his heart that made him inch closer and closer to you reguardless of what his brain said. No matter how far away he pushed you away he always ended up right back with you, panicking on your apartment floor.
He sighed and pressed his knuckles to his lips like a prayer.
A nervous laugh escaped his lips and he shook his head at how ridiculous he was being. "Im a fucking baby" he said aloud and came to his feet. He waltzed over to the bathroom and opened the door making you yip in suprise
He disregarded you reaction and stepped into the shower with you, his clothes soaking and his skin burning.
"Dab-" you said but your voice muffled when he brought your lips to his. He kissed you and you kissed him back. It was therapy and he felt his nerves relax a tiny bit.
"You dont gotta leave this time" he said and you looked at him in confusions. He tsked in frustration "just dont leave again...please" he rushed looking away from you.
You smiled up at him "since when do you care if I stay or go?" You were teasing him and he knew that but it hurt so fucking bad to hear you say it because no matter your tone he knew you thought that way because he had never shown you any different.
He sighed and slicked his hair back to keep it from falling in his eyes. "Dammit, I do care alright? I just-" he lightly hit the backside of his hand off the shower wall, startling you. "Look Im sorry but I dont want to do this, I dont want to see you with some asshole, I dont want shit to be so... casual."
"What do you mean?" You said
He wanted to panic in fear of you rejecting him but 'fuck it, Im already here' he thought. "I want you to be... I dont know... my girl" he scratched the back of his neck feeling stupid his features pulled back in a grimace. 'My girl? What am I 11?!?' He thought but you smiled. "Sure I'll be your girl, Ive always been your girl"
He smiled "yeah thats what I thought" he said with new swagger and you slapped his chest. "Touya stop" you said and he laughed.
He pulled you into a tight hug and kissed the top of your head.
"Always huh?" He said and you nodded.
He liked the sound of that.
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retrievaldivision · 2 years
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comparing how we've seen dispatch operate in manga canon to the BITE model for cult identification <3
putting this all under a readmore for thorough discussions of cults and suicide . heres my meta everyone
so basically. imho dispatch operates like a cult and will grelle ron and othello need to dip asap and ut had the right idea for leaving. this is basically evidence for my theory that at some point its going to get revealed that the "higher ups" are uhhhh. fucked up actually and the squad is getting emotionally manipulated. alright lets get to it
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starting off w behavioral control letsgo
"promote dependence and obedience"
-so the big thing that signifies this in canon for me is the fact that . as sascha talked about in ch 105 (#brainwashedgirlqueen) the reapers are dependent on dispatch and the higher ups for forgiveness of their sin. if they dont play by their rules theyre not getting out of punishment purgatory
"modify behavior with rewards and punishment"
-remember when grelle was gone for an arc and then came back in campania and was like haha yeah ive been on suspension . i mean. there it is. theres definitely an argument to be made here about the fact that grelle was killing random ppl and like yeah definitely wld call for uhhh not being in public However-- why i kept this in was bc like . yeah she was being suspended for doing some mass murder etc-- but she was also being suspended bc she fully left dispatch during that time. like she was off with angelina pretending to be her butler not @ hq literally in disguise and thats why will had to come get her ass in the first place. which i think should be pointed out here
"dictate where and with whom you live"
-keeping this on here tentatively bc we dont know specifics but like. HQ. i think its important to point out that they all have this building where theyre all supposed to be
"control clothing and hairstyle"
-the suit uniform swag period.
"restrict leisure time and activities"
-again pointing out saschas monologue. the part where she points out theyre all supposed to be "worked to the bone".
-in the extended version of the BITE model they also talk about weaponizing keeping a cult member busy thru tasks bc if they are so pre occupied with tasks it leaves them w less time to question whats going on and . Yeah .
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moving on to informational control
"deliberately withhold and distort information"
-pointing out how in campania ron and grelle had no fucking clue who undertaker was even tho he was supposed to have been a Huge Deal while he was at dispatch. why werent ron and grelle privy to this info why did they have to hear it from ut himself . unless ur deliberately withholding shit it makes no sense as to why they shldnt know abt the guy who destroyed half of HQ even if it happened before their time
"forbid you from speaking with ex members and critics"
-this is in purple and only half credited bc the strongest example i can think is from tmbd and not the manga but i still do want to bring it up (and i think is worth mentioning bc yana did draw those bitches into the manga when talking abt deserters so) but the whole. will monologue in tmbd where hes like yeah ur name will be stricken from the records . its a little uh. yeah its coded
"divide information into insider vs outsider doctrine"
-yeah so remember when the fight was about to happen in campania and grelle was like this is shinigami business stay out of it outsider to sebastian. like literally called him an outsider. its the vocabulary.
"encourage others to spy and report on others' 'misconduct'"
-for this i am citing the entirety of management div and the fact that its a thing. it can def be argued that management is also there to intervene during like very fucked situations where just retrieval div cant handle it as we've seen will do. but also like. it does seem esp w ripper arc that management div is there to narc on ppl for not following rules etc.
-Also for this one wanted to point out that in the extended BITE model they talk abt using buddy systems so like. u arent truly alone there is always someone who can rat on u . and how thru most of the arcs w reapers present theyve been in groups of two (ron and will in circus, ron and grelle in campania, sascha and ludger in green witch, othello and grelle during the whole ut standoff). again this can also be argued that theyre there for helping purposes in terms of fights But Also. its a little coded u guys imho
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moving onto thought control
"instill black vs white, us vs them & good vs evil thinking"
-going to be talking abt this again for the second point but the way that specific language is used to moralize what the higher ups r asking the reapers to do. the way that the reapers describe what theyre doing as "collecting" souls whereas demons "hunt" souls even tho they are both. Taking Someones Soul. the fact that this paints their actions in a morally better light even tho it is the same action
-also wanted to point out a moment in the training ova even tho its not manga canon bc it is worth mentioning imo. will's whole monologue when hes getting his glasses where hes like. going to be "protecting" ppls souls and all of this stuff. and that these r Glasses Of Life. all of this pure morality and saviorism the reapers are being taught to attribute to them being in dispatch. Yeah.
"use loaded language and cliches to stop complex thought"
-thinking abt the v specific terms both will (current member of dispatch) and ut (ex member of dispatch) use to describe demons when they call them "vermin" like it is the Exact Same Word that they use. its again the repeated vocabulary to other and condemn demons even though they are Both Entities Who Take Ppls Souls Away. its . hmmmm. why does this not apply to u guys.
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last one!
"install irrational fears (phobias) of questioning or leaving the group"
-based on the 105 info, if u leave dispatch, u r never going to be forgiven from ur "sin." even though. we've never seen this "forgiveness" ever actually happen and none of the reapers have ever indicated that anybody they know has ever actually been forgiven. its the irrational fear of not being forgiven even though attaining forgiveness has not, as we seen, been proven to actually be a real thing
"label some emotions as evil, worldly, sinful, or wrong"
-wld like to briefly point out wills monologue to ron in circus abt how having empathy is like not something that should be done
-also the whole . again with the 105 drop. the fact that dispatch is labelling having mental illness as A Sin. lol
"promote feelings of guilt, shame, and unworthiness"
-again going off of 105 . the whole reason they are there and working for the higher ups is bc they have killed themselves and feel the need to get forgiven for it. The Entire Model Of Dispatch Runs On Guilt
"shun you if you disobey or disbelieve"
-circling back to previous points made abt ut being a big deal and ron and grelle only finding out abt him when he literally spelled it out for them . like he was. all info of him was gone that wasnt firsthand witnessed once he deserted. also rons whole moment in campania i believe while hes talking to ryan where hes like i have no respect for ppl who meddle w death. and dispatch has rules against meddling w death.... hmm...
"teach that there is no happiness or peace outside the group"
-bringing up 105 again. there is no forgiveness outside of dispatch that is why they are still there this is the only way they can get forgiveness and presumably peace bc theyve righted their "sin"
in conclusion, the higher ups are fucked up and will grelle ron and othello are getting played <3 i do think this is going to be blatantly revealed at some point like. with everything ive talked about in this post . i do think there is foreshadowing directly pointing to this idea. and i think there will be a moment where will ron grelle and othello realize this . thanks for coming everyone
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castielsparkle · 8 months
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beautiful woman attempting to court me today for like half an hour give or take but i didnt notice because i just got really into a solitaire mobile game application and she even asked me if i was into games and i was like i got really into a solitaire mobile app lately the past day or so and by the time we parted ways and i moved to a secondary location with my big brother and my dad they were both like dude what the fuck why were you like flirting with that woman so intensely and i was like What are you talking about. and they said apparently the like bits they observed of our conversation she was super into me and i was like . i think you guys are lying and making this up but the thing is we all have autism and nobody was doing a bit so they werent lying. i was so excited about finally understanding how to play solitaire + downloading a solitaire mobile app i was entirely clueless to her alleged attempt to court me. ill repeat what i said to them which is that i have other prospects at the moment
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