Abusive parents can sometimes create the 'us versus them' mentality inside of their family, where they convince you that anyone who isn't raising their child the exact way they are, is stupid, ignorant, spoiling their children and making selfish brats out of them.
They also convince you that the world inside of their house, and the world outside, are two different worlds, and only the outside is 'the real world', and it's a place you, according to them, know nothing about, and would never survive in. Outside world is at the same time filled with dangerous individuals, who would hurt you (unlike your parents, who also hurt you, but those outsiders would hurt you worse, apparently), and filled with stupid people who know nothing and are to be insulted and humiliated (abusive parents will often degrade homeless people, minorities, addicts and anyone they deem less worthy, and you'll be stuck in feeling like at least you're not them, but at the same time scared you'll become them, and then you'll be degraded just like that as well.)
In this 'us versus them' situation, your parents are the smartest, the only ones who know what the 'correct way to live is', and the 'correct way to raise children'. They'll tell you how you're supposed to think, behave, speak and act. Their words are the highest truth and not to be questioned or criticized; any criticism will be met with hostility and attacks, and insisting that any other way of thinking would convert them to the 'non desirables' (see above about the minorities and homeless people).
And the thing is, this is a tactic that cults use to make people unable to leave. Convincing people that the thinking and methods inside are vastly superior and better, that anyone outside who doesn't follow their methods is stupid, tainted, incapable of normal life, and that people outside are simultaneously stupid and wrong, but also dangerous, hateful, capable of doing intense harm to you, that's how the cults terrify people into belief that they can never live outside. That it's both dangerous and wrong to even want to.
If you feel scared and incredibly anxious of living outside of your parents home, and your parents have encouraged you to believe those things, you've been exposed to cult-level manipulation to prevent your escape.
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You dont gotta love me, we dont have to speak…
paring : mean!ellie x dumb!reader
warnings : language, smut, mention of alcohol, weed. Ellie choking reader. fingering (r!receiving) thigh riding (r!receiving). Ellie’s a meany and Reader is dumb asf.
summary :
You didn’t know how it happened. How you and Ellie Williams ended up by being alone in the bathroom. How her hands were everywhere on you while your lips were glued to hers. How you moaned in her mouth when her tongue danced with yours. How you were rocking your hips to catch some friction to her knee that was between your thighs.
It was supposed to be a stupid game.
You were drinking your favourite drink. Something you preferred in all the alcohol on the drink table. You came with your best friend Dina, but she kinda disappeared in her current situationship with Jesse.
These two were glued on eachothers, drunk and completely unaware of the others that was around them. You were also invisible to everyone now. All alone and you were observing everyone dancing, making out, smoking and doing some crazy shit.
You tried to walk towards the bathroom when someone bumped in your shoulder.
“hey! look where your going, cunt” Ellie shout at you, completely high, red eyes and flushed cheeks. She probably just had sex with someone- it was the kind of person she was. Having one night stand with her little fan girls and forgetting their names the day after. But in some way they didn’t care less, they won in some kind of way, and honestly acted like they did. But in a way, they did won, it was Ellie, Ellie fucking Williams.
“I beg your pardon?” you shout back. Ellie was always mean with you. You never understood why, she was flirting or kind and funny with everyone else, but you. so you hated her too.
“you heard me” and she rolled her eyes at you.
you hated when people would disrespect you, and it made you always angrier with ellie.
you walked closer to ellie, wanting to look intimidating, but somehow she was a little bit taller than you- just like an inch, but you couldn’t overpower her, not when her eyes were piercing into your soul with a venom that would make you incapable to look away even if you wanted to. You just stared at her, like she wasn’t insulting you in the first place.
“take a picture, itll take longer” Ellie said as she stepped closer to you, like she waited something from you. You scoffed and walked off, not wanting to start a fight again with her.
An hour later, Someone screamed ‘7 IN HEAVEN’ and now around of 15 people were in a circle in a random piece with a bottle in the middle of it. many rounds went on as people were going 7 minutes in a bathroom with the person the bottle pointed at. You obviously didn’t want to play but Dina’s drunk ass made you sat in it. After the duo came out of the bathroom, another round started and it was Ellie’s turn. She looked annoyed and probably Dina made her play that game too. You hated that your best friend was also best friend with someone you hated more than everything.
Ellie grabbed the bottle and turned it. Her veiny hands made it impossible to not look at her and her hands and her lips and- ‘what the fuck’ you thought, wanting to get rid of your drunk state.
Without even realizing, the bottle ended on you. Obviously it did, the future is so fucking predictable.
“Hell no.” Ellie said in a stern voice and everyone got mad at her which caused her to go in the bathroom waiting for you because she couldn’t stand others thinking she couldn’t go in. You followed her, stressing as your anxiety was making millions of scenarios in your mind.
You got in the bathroom and closed the door. Ellie was sitting on the floor, on her phone. You sat- the furthest you could in that tiny piece. You looked at her, trying to read her mind, but she was like a grave whose name got erased by the wind and rain. She was a mystery and you could never figure how she could feel or her mood. If she was happy and joking around, she still could be mean and could easily get mad. If she was mad, she still could do jokes and make others laugh or whatever the fuck, her emotions were always mixed.
You find yourself, again, staring at her. For the third time today, your eyes would always end up on her figure since you two got that close after ages. Last time it happened, ellie tried to kiss you, but you refused. Which now you always wonder what would’ve happened if you accepted it or if you told her you had a crush on her and didnt want to be a sex toy for her.
Which now you wonder every night what would’ve happened if you let her use you.
“Why do you hate me?” you asked her
Ellie lifted her eyes away from her phone to look at you. The tension was so high she looked like she wanted to kill you. She could, just by lifting her pinky finger. She could also manipulate you, manage to do something with your brain to torture you until the end of the time.
“You’re another specimen yn.” Ellie answered and got back to her phone. She irritated you so much.
“what?” you asked, confused. your drunken state made you so much dumb than you already were.
“you have no idea why? that’s literally fucking pathetic.”
“you’re pathetic to hate me for something so small i dont even know what i did to you.” you spat back, being furious at her mean comments.
Ellie let go of her phone as she stood up, you did the same, not wanting her to gain power over you- as you had any..
Ellie checked you out- her eyes looking up and down at you, as she was gonna eat your soul. Maybe she already was.
“Wait- is it because of that time where i rejected you?” You asked her, a smirk growing on your lips as you saw her jaw clenching and her usual ‘mad’ loud breathing. You finally could read her. You hurt her ego.
“Aww, Ellie, i didnt know a refuse of a simple little kiss could hurt that ego of yours so mu-” And before you could finish your sentence, ellie’s fingers were around your throat, tighten it as you felt that you didn’t have enough air to breathe
“you shut the fuck up or i swear to god you’ll regret it”
Even though she was hurting you- as fucked up you were, she looked so fine and it turned you on.
“Or what Ellie? You’re gonna kill me or finish what you didn’t start?” You told her as your fuzzy and drunken mind wasn’t even thinking and saying shit you absolutely would never say. Her grip around your throat loosened and she grabbed your shirt to pull you closer to her as she kissed you- not letting you time to reject her again- as if you wanted yo.
You quickly returned the kiss and held her closer by the neck. Her hands going on your back as they made their way on your hips, making you closer to her as if it was even possible. Your chest glued to eachothers and kissing noises with the far music of the party playing was so intoxicating and so intense.
Its when you didn’t know how it happened as her fingers got into your pants and your underwear searing for the place you needed her most. “Els..” You looked at her, whining at the need of her. “What? Use your words, slut, i cant read your stupid mind” She was making you going over the edge. “please… i-i need you” She smirked and entered a finger in you as her thumb played with your clit. Her lips everywhere on your neck, kissing the bruises she left after her hands were left as your new favourite necklace. At least you were oblivious enough for her to not realize how much you loved it when she did it. You were moaning against her, small whimpers leaving your opened lips. You wanted yet more.
“Ellie- fuck… Please!” She was torturing you at this point, going painfully slow as your clit was burning. She wasnt giving you enough, it was only painful because you almost couldnt feel anything- you needed more.
“Shh, i know, i know. Hold on yeah? can you do this for me- shit”
Her raspy voice could make you cum right there, right now.
You nodded as you literally became to ride her fingers, becoming louder and louder against her ear. your face hiding in the crock of her neck, as you were holding yourself on her shoulders, trying your best to ride yourself on her, trying to reach your peak with her finger inside of you.
“You shut up- or you want everyone to hear how much of a fucking slut you are, just for me”
“mhm..” Is all you could master. You bit your lips trying to hold in your moans, your moans of how good and how skilled her fingers felt against you.
“Fuck yn, Youre so wet, so fucking wet for me”
You could only nod in response, she was fucking you dumb like the dumbest person you were. drunken by not only alcohol, but how her words made your mind dizzy and how her fingers made you feel so lightheaded. She was just like a dream.
“say it, say its for me”
“it- its just for you els… ‘m wet just for you.. mh!”
And this is how you ended up in her room, her strap ponding fast and deep into you as she was making you cum for the 5th time tonight, the day afterwords you waking up alone, her ignoring you at school- more than she ever did.
not even mean comments about you, absolutely nothing.
You couldnt help but wanting for more. Couldn’t cum on your own as she completely destroyed you.
:)
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Okay I just need to say that I knew I'd like this Tailstube as soon as I saw the thumbnail (after all, I am a Sonadails enjoyer, and Tails is literally in the middle of them in the thumbnail)
But I think probably something that stood out the most to me when I watched it was just
The hints that Shadow and Tails have a relationship outside of Sonic??
The first thing that tipped me off to this was that not only did Tails convince Shadow to join in on his show, he also convinced him to stick around to its natural end?? You know, Shadow. The guy you can't force to do anything and frequently will just dip if he's bored or doesn't want to be there. But even while Sonic was annoying him and he made it clear he wanted the "interview" over with, he still never made a move to chaos control out of there because of any of this.
And the second thing that tipped me off was this:
When Shadow is both confused and annoyed at Sonic, he chooses to complain to Tails about Sonic. And so Tails steps in to try to "explain" what Sonic meant by what he said (i.e he told Shadow something much nicer in the interest of getting them to be on better terms). The fact that he looks to Tails to complain to about Tails' own best friend and possibly even to explain that which he does not understand in a social context tells me just how highly he regards Tails. And since both Shadow and Sonic are being childish here, it's amusing to see Tails regarded as something closer to a trusted figure with more power here.
From an objective analysis standpoint, of course this means they have their own friendship. And this is a prospect I enjoy (The idea that Tails and Shadow are good friends)! It actually means a lot to me that Tails could form a frienship or bond with Shadow outside of the context of Sonic (in terms of who initiates it and for what reason it's initiated).
But, my friends, from a biased standpoint, I'm shipping trash. And to me this Tailstube was a fun show for Sonadails fans. Honestly, Tails staging this episode to get Sonic and Shadow to talk and "bury the hatchet", as well as how he acts during the show, read a lot to me personally like a guy trying to get his two boyfriends (who happen to be rivals) to get on better terms, if not just tolerate each other. I quite like the idea of Tails dating both of these idiots and just trying to get them to play nice when they're all together (although frankly I think the ideal scenario for Tails in my biased reading is that Sonic and Shadow get together as well).
This is also not to mention the dynamics showcased here! Sonic and Tails as best friends, with Sonic assuming that he and Tails were gonna talk shit about Shadow behind his back, and Tails trying to get him to play nicer. Shadow and Tails as friends, with Tails trying to convince him why he and Sonic are in the perfect position to become friends and helping him out socially, and with Shadow choosing to do something he doesn't want to because of Tails, as well as looking to Tails to complain to when Sonic is annoying him or when he doesn't understand something. And then there's Sonic and Shadow. In short, their relationship in this episode reminded me a lot of the dynamic I plotted out for that Sonadow post I wrote up where the two just beat the crap out of each other. In slightly longer terms, I find interesting how Mr. Flynn maintained Sonic and Shadow's dynamic during SA2 (with Sonic bothering Shadow and trying to fight him, while Shadow is just annoyed that Sonic won't leave him alone) while also showing the audience that they are rivals. And in longer terms...Sonic was clearly seeking a fight during this episode. And the facial expression, the mocking, his tone of voice, it doesn’t really matter whether or not he actually dislikes Shadow and believes they could never be friends. He's trying to annoy Shadow and goad him into a fight because he wants to fight Shadow so badly it makes him look stupid. And we can tell by how he expresses his confusion to Tails that Shadow is just not getting this. To him Sonic is just being annoying and confusing. Sonic is targeting him specifically, and Shadow shoots back with his own words. And so it's also pointed that Shadow reciprocates/actually decides to fight Sonic when Sonic specifically challenges him. He doesn't respond to Sonic trying to goad him on, but when Sonic challenges him specifically he's much more interested in opposing him.
Anyways guys I love Shadow and Tails having a soft on the side relationship while Sonic flirts by convincing Shadow to fight him somehow😂💖
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Why in the world would you like toxic characters? Why are you so proud of that? What is it even to be proud of? What's wrong with you?
Well, my dear Anon. If you only knew how many times I've asked myself those very same questions…
And the answers always come down to: It’s fiction.
And even though fiction is a vital part of life (just like any other art form) and you can learn a lot from it (you have no idea how many toxic people I’ve been able to avoid, before they even found out my name, thanks to my love for toxic characters and seeing their red flags), fiction is also just fiction.
The characters aren’t real, even though they can seem like it. Just because I love a character that's toxic as fuck doesn't mean I would condone real people who behave that way.
Also, I’m not hurting anyone with my obsession with toxic characters. It’s not like I'm forcing anyone to think like me (and for the love of all things holy, don't do that!).
Besides having a healthy obsession with the toxic characters I love, I’m not very emotional (for lack of a better word) about what I watch. I can be intrigued by toxic characters without either excusing their behavior and actions or hating them (because there’s enough hate in the world for me to do that shit). I can watch taboo topics and other shit that most people find triggering and not be triggered (even though I see the taboo topics for what they are). I can watch problematic stuff and see beyond it to what’s really being said (even though I see the problematic stuff for what it is).
But that’s just me. And I would never force my perspectives on anyone else because I know the majority isn’t like me (which is a good thing, btw).
So, if you don’t vibe with my shit, block me. I don’t mind.
Trust me. I’ll survive. You’ll survive. The world won’t fall apart. We’ll both be okay. Just block me.
Because I will keep loving my favorite toxic fatherfuckers. I won't excuse their behavior and actions. But I will love them.
And the only one who can stop me is ME. But I don’t want to because I love all the shades of toxic bitches and red flags.
Like Boston from Only Friends.
And Todd from Not Me.
And Chalothon from The Sign.
And Ray from Only Friends.
And So from House of Stars.
And Yai from Big Dragon.
And Way from Pit Babe.
And Boeing from Only Friends.
And let's not forget Vegas from KinnPorsche!
And Yoden Ryoji from Dangerous Drugs of Sex.
And Yong Jie from HIStory 4: Close to You.
And Rio from The Novelist.
And Ritsu from To the End of the World With You.
And definitely Ming from My Stand-In!
I love them all because I have issues. But so do all of them, which is precisely why I love them.
Thank you for your ask.
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