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springwitch26 · 6 months

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Hey you're writing is so beautiful and *cough cough* incredibly hot, would you be down to write a Melissa brat tamer oneshot 😅

No pressure ofc!

-anon

tear you apart (melissa schemmenti x fem!reader)

summary: you're feeling bratty and melissa is all too happy to punish you.

warnings: smut (18+), brat taming, punishment, degradation, spanking, humiliation, overstim, voyeurism? basically unhinged content + agatha harkness obsession disease 💜

notes: thank you anon for your kind words and this request! hope this is worth the wait. melissa is such a brat tamer and i'm reminded of that every time she makes a biting comment or threatens to fight someone. she needs a girl who can take it and then give it right back.

all you ever wanted was to make melissa feel good.

you knew from the start of your relationship that she was a top. but at first, you weren't sure what she liked: did she want you to be her good girl? or did she enjoy a challenge?

within a few weeks, you had pieced together the answer: it depended on the day. on bad days, all she wanted was her sweet, obedient angel.

one night she came home deflated, having fought with barbara over a teacher appreciation gift from the district. she pulled you into her and didn't let go, holding you close through hours of gentle sex. you were so soft, so comforting, so good.

"come sit on my lap, babydoll," she had said, patting her legs where she sat on the sofa. you obliged.

"are you okay?" you asked, searching her eyes for frustration and regret.

"i am now," she whispered as she caressed up your thighs, smiling as you nuzzled into her neck to hide your whimper. "just do what i say 'n make your pretty noises, and i'll be just fine."

good days were a different story. competition and conflict excited melissa. she felt most like herself when she was telling somebody off or winning some game. so, when things were quiet at work or when she was feeling playful, you were more than happy to give her the challenge she craved. your attitude drove her insane, and putting you in your place was always exhilarating.

tonight was a good night. you could tell from the moment she walked in the door, carrying that massive read-a-thon belt. she was on top of the world after her victory, and now she needed another conquest.

you twirled around the kitchen as you cooked dinner in your thin sleep shirt and little shorts. melissa loved seeing you like this: comfy, happy, and best of all, lightly clothed.

you smirked to yourself as you hatched a plan. instead of greeting her like usual, you pretended not to see her come in. then you held up your phone and took a selfie that just happened to provide a view down your shirt. melissa saw it all.

"whatcha doin', hon?" melissa raised an eyebrow at you, still smiling from a great day at work.

"oh, nothing. just texting ava," you replied coyly. melissa's jaw clenched ever so subtly.

you had been friends with ava since back when you were still working at abbott. melissa wasn't jealous of your friendship with ava. no, what irritated her was how shamelessly ava would check you out and hit on you. ava's advances were never serious, she knew that. but melissa also knew that ava hit on you at least as much as she did gregory, and that was a problem in her book.

you smiled at her and went back to your cooking like it was nothing. you were in for a fight tonight.

...

when you sat down in the living room to binge-watch wandavision after dinner, melissa attempted to stroke up your thighs several times. you refused her and innocently cuddled into her side.

all was going according to plan until you heard agatha say "good girl" on the television. you shuddered and pressed your legs together, and it did not go unnoticed by melissa.

"aw, hon. does that make you feel needy?"

she had the upper hand. but you could still salvage this.

"yes, agatha drives me crazy," you said, meeting her gaze and giving her a sultry smug look.

"i thought you liked wanda..." she grumbled, her jaw clenched. it was working.

"mmm no, agatha is more my type," you drawled. you remembered melissa dressed as the scarlet witch. that sinfully sexy costume. she had done it for you.

the fact that you were switching up on her now made her livid. your type? she wasn't your type?

"god, kathryn hahn..." you whispered when the camera focused in on agatha's magical fingers, absolutely selling that you were turned on. it pushed melissa over the edge.

in one swift move, she shut the tv off and crawled on top of you, pushing you into the couch by your sternum. the look in her eyes was dark, fiery, dangerous.

"take your clothes off," melissa growled, fire bubbling behind her eyes.

she pulled herself off of you and sat looking you over from the other end of the couch, an expectant look on her face.

"yes, ma'am," you scrambled to comply with her instructions, stripping eagerly in front of her.

"leave the panties on," melissa stopped you before you could drag your thong down your legs. "on the bed."

the two of you rushed up the stairs and over to the bedroom, her grabbing at your waist the entire time. melissa sat back against the pillows, her legs spread for you. she gestured between her legs and you knew what she wanted.

you squealed and quickly adjusted yourself to straddle her, your legs on either side of hers as you unbuttoned her shirt. she sat upright against the pillows, her messy hair framing her heated face.

once you had removed her shirt and bra, she fisted her hands in your hair and pushed your head downward. you quietly whimpered at the manhandling. she took the initiative to swiftly pull her pants and panties down to her ankles, giving you just one firm command: "be a good girl."

you parted her legs gently and dove in, licking wide stripes up her folds but avoiding her clit to tease her. it wasn't long before you felt a fist in your hair, pulling you off of her to meet her frustrated gaze.

"unless you want red handprints all over your ass, don't fuckin' tease," she sneered.

you were torn: you wanted that punishment, but you also wanted to be a good girl for her. you chose to be good for now, attaching your lips to her clit and making her groan in satisfaction. you could always push her buttons later.

"that's it, honey, right there," she choked out as you swirled your tongue around her clit. she wouldn't last long, already worked up from seeing you strip for her.

you lapped at her and sucked on her bundle of nerves, enjoying the chorus of good girl and don't stop until you felt her legs start to tremble around you. at that point, you pulled back, leaving her bucking up into nothing.

you gave her a mischievous grin and started to trace your lips with your thumb absentmindedly. you watched her seethe in anger, never taking her eyes off of you.

"oh, sorry, i think i smudged my lipstick. give me a second," you could hardly contain your giddiness at how angry she looked. you needed her to lose control.

without missing a beat, she grabbed your hair and forcefully pushed you back between her legs. all of her gentleness was gone.

"such a dumb fucking slut. can't even follow simple instructions," she scolded. "finish me off, whore, and then we'll work on your behavior."

you felt yourself get soaked again at the manhandling, her seething words and her promise to punish you. eager to make up for your misbehavior, you ate her out with reckless abandon. she reached her high within minutes, whispering filthy things to you the whole time.

"fuck, that's good. lookin' up at me like that with your big doe eyes. i'm gonna come all over that pretty, smart mouth."

she came with a low groan, coating your lips in her wetness. the sight was pornographic: you looked at her with hooded eyes and wet lips, slightly fearful of her next move. it was exhilarating.

when she had recovered, she sat up and stared you down, a twisted smirk on her face. you swore you knew what she would say before the words left her mouth.

"bend over my lap, beautiful." her tone was dark, but you could hear the excitement behind her words.

you scrambled to obey, laying face-down on her lap with your ass up, wiggling gently in front of her. enticing her.

for a minute, there was silence. she just watched in amusement as you squirmed in her lap, desperate for any kind of attention from her. from where she sat, she could see your arousal glistening on your thighs. she was drunk on the power.

"a little desperate, hmmm?" she teased. you nodded frantically. she started to trace light patterns on your ass with her fingernail. "let me tell you what's gonna happen now. i'm gonna spank your cute little ass until you're crying and begging me to stop. then, i'm gonna fuck you until you're so sensitive that you can't stand to be touched any more. sound good?"

while she was nonchalant, you were almost at your breaking point from her words alone. you were completely at her mercy. you managed a "yes" and nodded intently for her to continue with her plan, desperate to see it through to the end.

it was hardly a second later when she slapped your ass, hard. you should have seen it coming, but you still yelped in surprise. you felt throbbing between your legs as the pain spread through you.

this went on for a while, and eventually you lost count of how many times she'd hit your backside. tears rolled down your cheeks, and you hardly felt them. and you were soaking her lap with your arousal. melissa whispered filthy things to you the entire time.

"my pretty, little, brat," she emphasized each word with a harder slap.

when it finally stopped, she started to caress you all over and praise you for taking your punishment so well. her soft touch brought you back to reality, and she guided you to sit up.

"wow, sweetheart. you really made a mess," melissa said, gesturing to her legs which were sticky with your wetness. you hid your face in your hands.

"stop it, you know i wanna see you. in fact..." she trailed off with a smirk and reached to grab her phone off the nightstand. "touch yourself."

your mouth fell open at the command, and she gave you a challenging look. not wanting to push her any farther tonight, you did as she asked and tried to find a comfortable position.

"spread 'em wide, princess," she said, smiling down at her phone like she wasn't watching your every move.

a burning heat ran through you at her words. you leaned back and started to gently circle your clit through your panties, anxiously awaiting her next move. you were a whimpering, blushing mess when she finally looked up at you with a grin.

"stay just like that," she said while bringing her phone up to point it at you. you heard the clicking noise of the iphone camera and your eyes widened. melissa had never done anything like this before.

"w-what are you doing?" you barely managed the sentence as your fingers worked you up, making you gasp.

"oh, just givin' myself a little treat for later," she replied coyly. "and maybe next time you act up, i'll show ya these. make ya remember your place."

you shifted uncomfortably, feeling hot all over from your fingers and the humiliation. melissa noticed and put her phone aside to look in your eyes.

"color?" she whispered.

"pink..." you replied shyly. that meant she could keep going. she smiled and cupped your face in her hands, kissing you softly.

her hand traveled down to remove yours from between your legs. she finally laid you down on the bed, running her hands up your thighs. your legs fell open for her and she leaned in to inspect your swollen folds.

she hummed as she trailed two fingers through your wetness, earning her a pitiful noise. when she pulled away and mosied over to the dresser drawer, you knew what she was going to do.

"i think you're wet enough for the strap, don't you?" she pulled out a bright red one that you had never seen before. she watched your eyes as you reacted to its size.

"i bought this as a surprise for you knowin' you'd go crazy over it," she mused as she adjusted the harness and attached the dildo to it.

"mel, it's... big," you said, looking up at her with wide eyes as she positioned herself above you.

"yeah, hon, that's why i bought it," she teased, smirking as if it was the most obvious reply in the world. you breathed a sigh of relief as she covered the strap in a thick layer of lube.

she took the cock in one hand and maneuvered it through your folds, pressing on your clit and making you cry out. you shuddered when she positioned it at your entrance.

"you ready for me?" melissa trailed a finger under your chin and forced you to meet her eyes.

"pink," you breathed, and she pushed the tip in. you felt the stretch immediately, and melissa used her free hand to rub your abdomen soothingly.

she continued to work her way into you, her hand never stopping its comforting motions. when she bottomed out, you felt so full you could hardly breathe. it was a thrill.

you nodded at her to signal she could move, and she started to fuck you slow and hard. the size of the strap-on allowed her to hit places that you'd never felt before, and you couldn't hold back your moans.

her thrusts became rougher very quickly, and she dug her thumbs into your hips to balance herself. you knew there would be marks there tomorrow. her pace and the low groans she let out suggested that she was still hanging on to some frustration in need of release.

she hit your g-spot and you screamed, overwhelmed with the feeling of her. she noticed the telltale signs of your orgasm approaching: shaking legs, parted lips, strangled moans. in response, melissa reached down to rub your bundle of nerves roughly, and that sent you over the edge.

"good girl, so good," she coaxed you through your high. you thought she would stop after one. oh how naive you were. you were trembling and squirming away from her, and she just continued to rub your clit, rocking gently inside you.

"come on, honey, give me another, i know you can," she encouraged you, peppering you with sweet kisses. you nodded and she started to fuck you again in earnest.

every nerve ending in your body was buzzing, and all you could feel was melissa. she thrusted into you like her life depended on it, and you admired her face as she worked you. her red hair hung around her face, which had also become red from the exertion. it felt amazing—hell, it felt insane—to feel her hitting all the most sensitive spots inside you. but it felt even more amazing to have the sexiest woman on the planet on top of you, working your body like it was her life's mission.

when your second orgasm washed over you, it was more intense than the first. it drained all the power from your body and you surrendered yourself to your fiery lover. she again whispered sweet nothings in your ear to help you along. when you had stopped shuddering, she pulled out.

you caught your breath and watched her rise to her feet, humming as she took off the strap. you could see a devious glint in her expression that told you you weren't done quite yet.

after that small taste of relief, melissa stalked over to you and spread your legs once more. you whined in discomfort, too sensitive to take any more.

"shhhh, baby, lemme clean you," she soothed before beginning to lap at you, savoring your taste. she tried to avoid your clit but her nose brushed against it, bringing a pained noise from you. she hummed into you and kept going, stroking your legs to relax you.

after you had gotten comfortable with the feeling of her tongue she drifted up to your clit, circling it but avoiding direct contact. you gasped and bucked up into her mouth despite your best efforts. even the smallest touch felt like an electric shock.

when your whines turned to quiet moans, melissa wrapped her mouth around your clit and started to suck, rolling her tongue over it. the pressure was white-hot and deadly, and it sent you over the edge in seconds.

"my sweet angel, i love you, you did so well for me..." she comforted you through the comedown. she stroked your sides and you relaxed into her touch, your heartbeat finally slowing. she placed a fond kiss on your forehead, then got up to get a washcloth and some water for you.

...

"i won the read-a-thon today..." she said while she cleaned you.

"i noticed," you giggled, smiling up at her. the love in her eyes made the green irises sparkle and swim with possibility. "i'm so proud of you."

"you coulda said that earlier!" she joked, recalling your misbehavior. there was a comfortable silence before she spoke again. "actually, i think i like it when you fight me a little."

you gazed at her fondly and laughed again, feeling warm and cared for. "i noticed."

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phntmeii · 8 months

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If you write for e42 miles could you write some hcs for him

♡ Dating Earth-42 Miles Morales Headcanons:

❝ I'm Miles Morales. But you... you can call me the Prowler. ❝

[SFW + Fem Terms Used]

A/N: That accent went crazy for the movie ngl. I’m so hyped for more of him ahhsidjs. Sorry for this one being a tad shorter just because we didn't get to see enough of this ver. of Miles </3 Also, requests are open ofc :) ty anon!!

🕸️ This version of Miles is much more serious about his work and how busy he can be. He didn’t think he had time to look for someone.

🕸️ Then, there was you. Miles couldn’t take his eyes off of you, just watching as you passed by. He’s having an internal conflict because he doesn’t want to invest himself in someone just to lose them but he can’t stop thinking about you.

🕸️ So he ends up defaulting to just watching you from afar for a while to try and learn what's special about you. And with each day, that feeling grows until he just one day does it and talks to you.

🕸️ He's confident but quiet. A lot of his sentences are short and to the point. He looks down at you as you talk, keeping his eyes on yours. He's giving his full attention to you.

🕸️ He also does the thing of having his hands in his pockets and leaning down to hear you better. He knows exactly what's he's doing.

🕸️"Shit... desculpa, ma... didn't hear you. Say it again for me?"

🕸️ I think this version of Miles would be the least obvious with his feelings at first. Half the time you can't tell if he's actually into you or not because he seems disinterested most of the time but when he's in his room, he's sat listening to love songs and picturing different scenarios with you.

🕸️ His mother taught him right so when he does ask you out, it's not a casual text of "will you be my girlfriend" or something basic like that. He's taking you out at night to somewhere with a nice view where he has your favorite flowers, then he asks.

🕸️ He isn't too big into PDA. Not because he doesn't love giving you his attention but because Miles is a very chill and settled guy in public.

🕸️ Most of his "PDA" are small things like hand holding and whispering romantic things into your ear.

🕸️ Yes, many of his pet names and flirty comments will be in Spanish just because he knows you like it. He usually defaults to "mami" or "mamas" when talking to you.

🕸️ Once he's more comfortable, he likes to be a tease because he knows it sets you off especially if you're busy. He'll just open up your window and sneak in while you're doing your work just to feel you.

🕸️ He'll have a dumb grin as you smack him away, putting his hands up in surrender. "Ay, lo siento, mami... Didn't know my girl was so focused."

🕸️ There are some times where he just sweeps you away from your work any way because he wants to spend time with you. He'll never admit to being clingy despite doing that.

🕸️ Definitely the type to do shit just to try and piss you off cause he thinks he’s funny. He’ll rest his arm on top of your head, make jokes when he sees you’re annoyed and act like he’s the one wearing the pants in the relationship to friends when in reality, he’s all too obsessed with you and treats you like royalty.

🕸️ In public, acting like the man, meanwhile in private, he’s all “yes ma’am omw o7”. LMAO

🕸️ Miles can instantly tell when you're in a bad mood. A slight change in the way you text and he's already thinking about how to fix it.

🕸️ "good morning mamas 💜" "morning" "tf is 'morning'?? nah, start over." "what?" "my girl not starting the day like this. im coming over."

🕸️ Miles' main Love Languages are: Quality Time and Words of Affirmation.

🕸️ Miles needs to be around you which is why he'll sneak off to see you. It doesn't matter if you're busy with something, he'll just watch you and keep you company as you do it. (Although, he might try and distract you.)

🕸️ He’ll let you do his skincare or do his hair (if you know how) but he’ll likely complain the whole time even if there’s no reason to.

🕸️ Like he’ll complain about not being able to touch his face when he has a face mask on or that you’re being too rough when doing his hair even though he loves when you do this for him (He’s being dramatic.)

🕸️ “Ay- Shit! You havta fuckin’ pull that hard?” “You want your braids to look good or not?” “I want to have hair by the end of this.” *proceed to smack the side of his head with a brush*

🕸️ He’s definitely a flirty guy. He’ll text you suggestive messages when he knows you’re in public or at a family event just to mess with you. He’ll also send super romantic paragraphs to you over text when he knows you’re asleep.

🕸️ There is no insecurities allowed about yourself when you’re with Miles. The moment he hears self doubt, he’s showering you with praise because his girl is perfect in his eyes. There is no one else but her.

🕸️ "baby. i feel ugly today" "ugly?? tf are u on?" "i just feel idk like gross" "mami don't start allat. u know ur too fucking gorgeous to think like that." He then sends several 1-3 min voice messages freaking out to you about how lucky he is so you know that it is impossible for you to be "ugly" in his eyes.

⤷ divider credits: @cafekitsune

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squishbee · 1 year

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Gorgeous 🍎 (Vil x reader song ficlet thing)

now playing:

Gorgeous - Taylor Swift

0:01 ❍─────── 3:32

🎵You should take it as a compliment that I'm talking to everyone here but you 🎵

You and Grim managed to bring all the dorms together to have a party. There wasn’t a specific reason it was just a fun thing you wanted to do. You bribed Grim to hand out invitations to all the dorm leaders in exchange for tuna. Out of all the breathtaking men there, one in particular had your interest in his grasp. Vil Schoenheit

🎵If you've got a girlfriend, I'm jealous of her. But if you're single that's honestly worse. 'Cause you're so gorgeous it actually hurts 🎵

You haven’t had many interactions with the Pomefiore leader yet so you didn’t know much about him, besides general info everyone knew. You hoped he didn’t belong to someone already, but you would be shocked if he didn’t.

🎵 Ocean blue eyes looking in mine. I feel like I might sink and drown and die 🎵

You must have been staring at him for too long, because he felt it. He turns and captivates your gaze with his eyes. After a few long seconds of looking into each other, he gives a slight polite smile.

🎵You're so gorgeous, I can't say anything to your face 🎵

Should you go over and greet him? It would be normal to do since you are the host of the party. His beauty is just so intimidating.

🎵 And I'm so furious at you for making me feel this way. But what can I say? You're gorgeous 🎵

Ugh, how dare he have such charming looks. It almost feels like a crime. Feeling so torn, unsure how to converse with him. Just do it. Worst he can say is no, right? Rejection sure is scary though.

You walk up to him and give somewhat of a friendly bow. “I’m so glad you and your dorm decided to come. I hope the party is to your liking.” You tell him. You were so nervous in the back of your mind. “It is quite nice, but could use some more purple decorations.” He says half serious-half jokingly. “Well, I’ll try to remember next time.” You say with a laugh

🎵You make me so happy, it turns back to sad, yeah. There's nothing I hate more than what I can't have🎵

He’s a celebrity. What chance do you even have with him romantically? Thoughts like that eating you up inside change the moment to bittersweet. After the small interaction, you went back to hanging out with your friends, Ace and Deuce. You weren’t sure how to keep going after squashing your own confidence, so you left things short and polite.

🎵Guess I’ll just stumble on home to my cats alone🎵

After Ace and Deuce helped you clean up once the party was over, you and Grim headed back to the Ramshackle dorm. It was more like your home than a dorm at this point, since you had nowhere else to go.

You did your nightly routines then laid down in bed. When sleep was about to take over, your phone dinged. It was from Vil (all of the students numbers are programmed in your phone in case you need help).

Vil: You’re so gorgeous💜 I can’t say anything to your face

Was this him texting a confession?

You: Huh?

Vil: I’m sorry if this seems out of nowhere, but you intrigue me. Getting to talk to you face-to-face, even briefly, makes me want to know you more.

It seems you weren’t the only one unsure how to speak at the party today.

You: Wow. I was feeling the same way. That’s why I barely said anything because I was nervous 😳

Vil: Well if you’d like to get over that nervousness, hang out with me tomorrow. I know a good coffee spot

You: I’d love to that sounds so fun

Vil: See you tomorrow then,

gorgeous

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heretherebedork · 5 months

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Hey there

This has been stuck in my head since last episode and I need a second opinion, or maybe a first because I can't decide.

So Cooking Crush. Both times that they are texting Ten ends the conversation with something along the lines of "I'll stop bothering you now". I noticed it because that would be something I'd do. I hate to be a bother and always have this idea that I'm a nuisance to people. Not close people, but like people I just met or don't know that well, like Ten and Prem.

Do you think that comes down to Ten's lack of self worth or the fear of being annoying, or (and this would be more in line with a flirtatious relationship) does he want Prem to tell him, "you're not bothering me?". You know like self deprecating in need of a denial?

Thanks for the space

Rose💜

So! Right now, it could go a lot of ways for that and I'm not totally sure. But I suspect it's more just a politeness towards a stranger than anything else.

Like, it could be self-esteem and self-worth issues or it could just be an effort to be polite to someone who was very clear about not liking him or wanting to spend time with him and who called him a jinx.

I'm not sure how much he's seeking for Prem to tell him he's not bothering him or if he's just sort of testing the water of how much he can talk and how much they can talk.

This is gonna come down to needing more time with the characters as well as the show itself to feel out how we're handling the comedy and serious angles because that also plays into a lot of things in the show.

But, anyway, at the moment I think a lot of it comes from Prem calling him a jinx and refusing to speak to him almost more than anything else.

I don't even know how much flirting Ten is really ready to do with Prem at this point. Everyone might know that Ten and Prem already like each other but Ten also has a super homophobic dad and lots of issues with closeness and touch so dating might not be so high on his list currently.

But I cannot guarantee any of these things. I just dunno.

#asked and answered #cooking crush

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jackrabblt · 5 months

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Excessively making fun of someones typing errors should be considered ableism

I have disorders, I cannot spell some words and I'm mentally impared, sometimes I have grammatical mistakes. I always find it is then ableism to make fun of me for accidently misspelling something in text.... it's not that serious. Don't be a grammar nazi?

It just sometimes boils down into "you can't spell, you're a child, you're like a child" etc. And that's just text book ableism to infer someone who's disabled is akin to a child. It's definitely not all of the situations this occurs but if your main takeaway from a paragraph you read is they spelled a word wrong I think it's definitely... bad. They're weak insults even without ableism....

I feel like this is more pressing than nagging on other autistics for using their own slurs they can reclaim. Oh god stop the cannibalism within our communities. No need to fight over such nonsense, detractors will call you your slurs whether or not you decide to reclaim them. No one cares about slur discourse irl fyi, people will say horrible things irl if they think they are safe to.

Much love,

~Rorie 💜✝️

#ableism #tw ableism #psa

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papirouge · 1 year

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About that French woman again - I found more videos of her that someone uploaded too! I know little French so what I could understand she mentioned having a daughter? It’s here ( youtu.be/GXFNnFHLDrg ) it’s so sad but you’re so right - she said now her will is only to sin… it reminded me of a story I found online. It was the story of Claire and Annette. You can find it anywhere online but the story takes place in 1930s Germany where Claire was a Christian and Annette wasn’t. They were friends but when Annette was killed in a car crash, Claire prayed her hard only for her friend to come to her in a dream. And she talks about how hell is and how her life ended up before the crash because they drifted apart- how there, you only hate and are full of sin. That the very idea of God, prayer, goodness is sick to them… the same thing as that French women talked about. It’s so sad but a warning like this needs to be listened.

JUST WHEN I WAS DESPERATE TO FIND THE CHANNEL OF THAT WOMAN YOU COME HERE AND GIVE IT OUT TO ME, I- !! THANK YOU anon!!! 🥹💜💜 (how did you do it??)

There's a 1 hour version of her testimony where she details how she ended up blaspheming the Holy Spirit.

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It's too long for me to do cliffs like I did for the other video of hers, but she basically says she saw the supplice she's going to endure in hell (nailed on a cross with her eyes gouged out eaten by maggots and demons poking holes in her liver and heart - since she crucified in her heart Jesus sacrifice on the cross, SHE will ultimately endure the same supplice for eternity). She also has physical pain (burning sensation) when praying or talking about the Bible because God forbidden her to do so now that she's lost her salvation.

I'm very confused by her latest video (posted 11 days ago) where she says there are way to save the souls of the deads who ended up in hell bu praying for them.....but she also says we shouldn't pray for the dead and that it's occultism (which is true). Like, you can't say "you can save the souls of the people who are in hell for not too serious sins(??) by praying for them so they can be saved on judgement day".......and then turn around and be like "oh but do not pray for the dead guys, that's occultism !" like... which one is it? I left a comment inquiring her about this contradiction along the fact that praying for the dead is absolutely not biblical but idk if she will reply to me. I'll keep you in touch if she does.

Tbh that's the problem with testimonies from spiritually bewildered people: they might interpret things in a very awkward way so it's really important to not take everything they say at face value and more importantly, check if what they profess doesn't contradict the Bible. For Marie, I knew I had to take her testimony with a pinch of salt since she admitted feeling awkward reading the Bible and doing apologetics. But it doesn't mean her testimony is false and her experience not real though.

As for Annette and Claire story I got big red flags teas when I realized that girl testimony was nothing but Annette talking about herself and complaining for not doing enough confession and prayers while she was alive.. Like, REALLY? God "forces" you to come out and communicate with the alive and her mission was to only talks about...herself?? what was the point of all of it? It doesn't make any sense. Claire was already Christian (Catholic) right? So what was the reason??

The Bible has 2 occurrences of testimonies from people from the dead : Lazarus and Samuel. And guess what? Both of them called for repentance (the former for his own brothers still alive, the latter of Saul who had summoned him + warning him he would be dead in the next 24 hours lol). People from the Sheol aren't out elaborating what they did on earth, bc it's absolutely irrelevant for their current situation. They rather insist in that the alive have to get their shit together before it's too late. So this Annette/Claire text comes off like a "let me tell you my story" fanfic/Catholic apologetics, sorry. Claire didn't need to hear all of this ; it comes of like a faux testimony to warn off Catholics of the horror of hell. That's it. Plus, the fact there's not actual data proving their existence beside their first name and that Annette died in 1937 all of this makes me believe neither Claire or Annette ever existed to begin with 🥴

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'you need to stay in contact with him no matter what' ah.. i'm not off to a good start. after the call he texted me and showed me a screenshot of my contact photo (he changed it to something stupid i drew long ago) but then i noticed he has my messages on mute, basically so he doesn't get my notifications. if i wasn't hurt enough, that made me reply very dry but he kept going & i just ended up not replying to the last one. i did a few hrs later but not a real response, just a meme cause i saw your msg, better than nothing i guess. i'm having a really hard time to pretend i don't want silence. maybe he'll try to do this until my birthday, and maybe then he wouldn't feel guilty having space from me too. just a guess. or he is trying to not have silence kill things. i didn't understand why he was saying the dumbest things. but he did just kinda break my heart so it was hard to pretend i was fine. i actually cried a lot after that call, which is why texting him was hard.

'you have to understand that he is just trying to be happy too' this hit the most. you're right, he even mentioned how he was still around when i was with my ex, as my friend. and i feel very selfish cause i don't know how i could do the same. i'm not good at hiding my feelings. he also mentioned something very hurtful i did to him because i was in contact with my ex and it just dug the point deeper. i can tell he's tired of waiting.

wow your story. i didn't think of it that way. in a way it's even more heart breaking. cause i'm reading this and it seems to reflect the situation so well. but even if i'm the 1st choice, i might be going too slowly to matter.

he was telling me, "who knows if i'll see someone, i'm busy with school, but i'm just telling you this because if it does happen then you'll know." then i said, well you said you were busy now and it still happened. reassured me he obviously cares for me deeply.. but at that point i kinda zoned out. it started to feel like i was being let down gently. i guess i didn't even deserve that from everything i did and said before :(

i'm trying really hard not to close my heart. it makes talking to him hard. idk how i should talk to him now. i don't think we'll be talking everyday anymore. but after that call, i really am going to try and do better for myself so i can feel comfortable to see him. i just don't know if it'll be in time but i'll try. & thanks so much for your thoughts/advice it meant the world 💜

i understand it's hard for you to talk, take your time okay? don't force yourself if you can't bring yourself to even pretend, it's not good for you. he probably really doesnt want to keep up a bad atmosphere around you, hence he's trying to loosen up things with talking about anything, and i think it's okay as long as he treats your discussion seriously while it's happening. about the muted messages - it's something that i even do myself, but listen to me please. maybe it's petty as hell but personally i get extremely overwhelmed and i overthink everything, i hate confrontation 🤷 I know it sucks but that's just who i am and I am /scared/ I avoid negativity even when it comes from people I love, so if i didn't mute messages from a person with whom i argued i would honestly go insane, because waiting for notifications from them would be the only thing i think about until we are not on good terms again (which can take a very long time sometimes) and i would have a breakdown with every single ping that my phone would make, thinking it's them and that i have to come back to confronting painful reality, when i wish the negative and serious conversations never happened to me. that's just how i am, maybe he is like this too. i don't see any other point in him muting you.

so as you noticed yourself he is aware of his position and of what you were exposing him to, his behavior makes sense, right? i know you are pushed against the wall right now, sweetheart... but i think it's time for you to choose what is most important for you at the moment, some things can't wait.

it's easier to have people around in real life than to keep up a relationship long distance or online, remember about that love. it's easier to create bonds when you see somebody every day, that's why he wanted you to know that it is the possibility if he meets someone, it doesn't mean he WILL purposefully look for it to move on from you, that's not it at all. i think you just have to give yourself some time to rest and then make a decision, honey. when you cool down think about everything again and be brave okay? he did NOT reject you, he just needs a strong sense of security and to be sure. give it all a few days, and don't give up okay? we have to fight for the ones we love.

#i'm glad i could be here for you 💖#also.. if something between you two changes maybe in a week a month or even later... please come and tell me about it?#i want to be here for you whenever and whatever happens okay #anonymous #answered

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hi mods kenma and shoyo !! this is the person that requested the applesauce pouch fic, i think itd be nice to be 💜 anon if thats okay :) i hope you both are doing well and have had an amazing holiday season !!

if you have the time and energy, i have another request for mod kenma, but this one isnt agere! would you be willing to do another quackity x fem!reader comfort (maybe friends to lovers if ur feeling that vibe?) fic where theyre very close friends and one night reader shows up to quackity’s house in tears because the boy she’d been talking to had been acting distant lately and she just found out he started dating someone else? not like this is happening to me or anything hahahahaha just an abstract idea,,,, anyways :,)

or another idea i had a while ago when requests were closed was just platonic c!slimecicle x fem reader comfort fic after a hard day. im leaving this one more vague so u can take creative freedom :)

u guys r wonderful, and im so grateful for all of the wonderful fanfics you have written ~💜

Not That Girl

Quackity x fem!reader

Requested by 💜 anon!

Proofread: No

Music: Studying alone at the library at midnight

Warnings: Reader is sad, talk of being used, swearing, quackity is pissed!, use of Quackity's real name, talk if being overstimulated mentally

Summary: You've been burying your feeling for Alex for a while now, using other people to try to stop your little crush on your best friend. When you've finally gotten feelings for somebody who's not him, it goes up in flames. But no matter what, Alex has your back. Maybe he is the right choice after all.

Author's note: Hi 💜 anon! Glad to see you back! Writing serious Quackity is one of my favorite things to write. I loved both ideas so much that I'm going to write both of them! I hope you're doing well though, the talking stage is very frustrating at times.

-Mod Kenma

Salty tears fell from your glossy eyes. Was it safe driving at night while crying? Probably not but you needed comfort and there was only one person who could give it to you right now. You drove over to Quackity's house in a bit of a rush. You didn't even bother to text him that you were on your way. You parked outside his house and took a deep breath and slowly exited your car. Maybe you were being dramatic. You stopped at his door and wiped your tears before knocking on it.

You waited silently, playing with the hem of your comfort sweater. The door opened and there stood Alex. He was wearing a casual hoodie and his famous beanie was off. You looked at him and nervously smiled. He saw how sad you looked and immediately let you in. He led you to his couch and quickly went to the kitchen. You sat down slowly and looked around. The bubbling feeling of anxiety didn't leave your stomach, making you feel sick. You had been ignoring Alex for a while now, pretending to be busy with your personal life.

Honestly, you had fallen in love with your good friend. He was everything you wanted and more. You couldn't have him though. Alex was someone you considered your best friend and you couldn't ruin that connection the two of you created. You couldn't imagine your life without him. He came back with a glass of water and some of your favorite snacks. He still had some on hand for whenever you came back to him. Alex sat next to you and patiently waited for you to begin talking. You took a small sip of the water and cleared your throat.

"So, I was talking to this guy and...I found out he's actually in a relationship." A twinge of pain flashed on Alex's face before returning to a more neutral look. "I'm sorry for being so distant." You muttered, leaning back onto the couch. "I've just been...going through some stuff." Alex nodded and scooted closer to you. "It's okay. I'm glad you're like...alive? I wanted to visit you but I didn't want to bother you." God, you missed him. Being in his presence calmed you more than you were mentally ready for. Part of you wanted to pull away, hide from him again and pretend to be strangers.

The other part of you wanted to hug him, fully embrace your love for him and confess, right there and then. These two sides were clashing together, messing with your brain. You could feel yourself get overstimulated by the cluster of thoughts and sighed. "I missed you." You said, slowly grabbing one of the snacks from the table. "I missed this," Alex said, turning his entire body to look at you. You ate gradually and felt yourself scoot closer to him. "Now looking back. I was using that guy a little." Alex turned his head to the side, eyes begging you to continue. "At first...I was talking to him to like...get over somebody I had a crush on. I ended up falling for the guy while still having my crush. It's a bunch of complicated bullshit." Alex nodded before rubbing your shoulder affectionately after noticing how physically tense you were. "I'm just...confused? Lost? Mad at myself? I don't know what to do."

"I think," Alex started, choosing his words carefully. "You should follow your heart. You should confess to your crush instead of putting yourself through this. It's hurting you." You sighed and put your snack down. "I'll ruin my friendship with them. I can't do that-" "Yes you can. You can do this and do you want to know why? It's because as long as you're confident and put your full self into it, you'll be able to do it." God how you wished to be as confident as Alex right now. "You want me to help you figure out what to say?" You shook your head and grabbed your phone.

"I'll call him and tell him. Can you hold my hand...please?" Alex smiled and nodded, taking your hand. He squeezed it tightly and smiled. You stared at your contact list, thumb hovering over Alex's contact. Fuck it. You clicked on his contact and placed the ringing phone up to your ear. Alex's phone went off. He squeezed your hand before getting it from the kitchen. You inhaled when he answered. "Hello?" He asked, confused. "Hi, Alex. I was told by someone to confess to my crush so here I am. Confessing to my crush. I like you, Alex. I..I've liked you for a while now. I was scared...terrified of ruining our friendship over this silly little crush." There was a beat of silence. "I like you too. I've liked you ever since you first spent the night at my house because you were too tired to make the drive to your place." It felt like the weight of the world had finally been lifted off your shoulders.

Alex returned to the living room and sat down across from you, phone still to your ear. "Do...do you want to be my girlfriend?" He asked, staring deep into your eyes. You smiled softly and nodded. "I'd love to."

#quackity x reader #quackity comfort #quackity x fem reader #x reader #x fem reader #female reader #x female reader #dsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #To: Purple Heart Anon From: M. Kenma

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Hello, I adore your content so much and always excited for your new work in your store. I wanted to ask what advice do you have for someone who wants to become serious about journaling? Or writing in general. I got notebooks but whenever I open I find my self closing it once more because I don’t know where to start. Thank you and wishing you a wonderful day 💜

Hello and thank you very much!! 💕

Here is my previous answer where I mentioned different kinds of journaling I do. I thought it might be helpful for you to pick a style or combine them, and generally find some inspiration!

I actually don't treat journaling serious myself. I write about serious things, but for me it's just like a Pensieve from the HP books, a wooden drawer where I organize the thoughts that are tangling in my mind, or a letter to a friend that she will never read. And my personal journal is very much a stream of consciousness and is mostly about my feelings. I don't know about you, but I feel a little silly when I try to write my day step by step in a stiff way. I don't really write about what I ate and who I met, and starting a sentence with 'today I woke up and started my day...' doesn't really help me to get inside my mind. But what actually does it and it's very simple is writing about weather, seasons, time of day and immediately relating it to your inner state. Maybe I'm just very sensitive to changes in nature, but looking for actual feelings that certain weather creates within me, makes me write really freely. Another prompts to start an entry that wouldn't be too formal and would start a stream of thoughts: 'My days lately are...', 'The world around me...', 'Lately I keep thinking about...', 'Today I noticed...', 'This day welcomed me with...', 'I asked myself a question...' (and asking questions in general in your journal is an interesting option! Sometimes I leave them unanswered at the end), 'I was (somewhere, doing something) when I realized...', 'Lately I'm inspired by...', 'I wonder if...' . I often just start in the middle of a thought. It's alright, it's your journal!

Another things I write in my journal: using metaphors, relating things in my life to something else, writing about my inspirations and things I saw that had an impact on me, short poems, describing my dreams. I often use a poetic of philosophical language. You can add quotes, poetry and song lyrics that describe your life at the moment. Just write them there, or incorporate into a text: 'Just like in this song, I'm currently feeling...', 'In the words of...' .

Another style that I do sometimes and might help you to start writing, is writing in the journal as a letter to someone, addressing someone 'I think about you... One time I told you that... I would like to talk with you about...' . I'm personally addressing my late friend, but it can be someone you know, who is important to you, or even the journal itself or your past/future self.

Don't feel like it has to be very formal! It doesn't even have to be deep at all. I recommend journaling as looking within the soul, especially because you wanted to work on your writing in general, but you could fill each page with simple everyday activities and it would still help you in a way! Once again, it's your journal and it needs to bring you comfort.

I hope this answer helps a little! I'm here if you have doubts or want any more tips! Have a lovely day! 📖 🌹

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Do you have someone to talk to? Like therapy, or even just a free helpline? I mean, just ranting on here as an outlet is fine; it's your space, and people like myself are listening - and happy to listen. No judgement. x

(response got kinda long, so let's use a cut)

Ah....... well, so....... I have a therapist through an online service, so it's all text-based through a separate app/client that is hit and miss on her end; she's had some issues with the thing not giving her notifications when her patients send messages to her, so I don't really know how to make that better. As it stands, I "talk" to her about once a month because I'm too afraid of/anxious about video and phone communications in general to do a virtual appointment, and I've still never been able to get myself to an in-person visit (I'm also not sure if she's back to in-office visits yet from quarantine times). Just the thought still gives me mild panic attacks. But I have no standard to compare this with--is it typical to pay about $150/month for therapy and only talk to your therapist once in that span? (Well, with online services anyway.) Is that a typical rate for one in-office visit? I genuinely don't know.

So, all that said... I do technically have someone to talk to, but she's weirdly difficult to access. And all our communications are delayed/not "timely," per se. I just feel really bad and selfish/self-absorbed here, I mean people come on their blogs/dashboards expecting to see fun stuff and all I use mine for anymore is just to moan about my crappy mental health. Hopefully people are unfollowing me as needed, the last thing I want/intend to do is make anything worse for anybody else in the world 🤦😣

[[I would like to mention to anybody reading this that I almost never check my follower count so I won't be offended if you need to unfollow me for any reason.]]

I just don't feel comfortable talking about Emotions™ with anyone in person, and I don't want to burden any specific people here with my crap. It's the classic depression-self-help-article conundrum: "Afraid to talk about your feelings? Feel like no one loves you? Talk about these feelings with someone who loves you!" 🤦 Since I have no immediate source of in-person validation or comfort, I've gotten in this really bad habit of making these pathetic blog posts and hoping some poor, compassionate, unsuspecting soul might be passing by online and for whatever reason put themselves in the position of talking me off a ledge at 4am cst. I did the same thing with my LiveJournal as a teenager... apparently, I never learned how to communicate about anything more serious than small-talk by any means other than "post publicly to a wide pool of strangers in the hopes my sad, sob-story net might catch one who can tolerate me long enough to get me through x/y/z episode."

Thank you for touching base though, anon, and for your kind words. 💜💜💜 It really means so much more than I can express to have access to a network of who-knows-how-many people online at all/various times of the day and night, and that at almost any time I can put up one of my desperate cries for attention and have somebody respond. Maybe something like tumblr/the internet in general would have saved the lives of the people in my ancestry who died from their mental illnesses. It's certainly saved mine. 💜💜💜 (Jury is still out on whether that's a good thing or not.) Thanks for being so generous and caring, I hope someday I have a chance to repay/properly thank you for your help and support. 💛💙🖖

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