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kokitschi · 9 months

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AITA for getting two of my classmates killed?

Okay, okay, I know the title sounds bad but hear me out first.

So we're in this (involuntary) death game, right, long story. Basically the goal is to get away with murder but if you get caught, you get horrifically executed. Fun stuff.

Anyway, so this whole situation kinda takes a toll on me, but I keep it lowkey. Well, actually, my strategy was to act like I'm really enjoying this whole game, get chummy with the game master and stuff like that. I was apparently very convincing, even though I kept dropping hints that I'm not having a good time. So everyone was convinced pretty early on that I'm some psycho who gets pleasure out of watching people suffer, which admittedly I can't fully blame them for. But they were literally convinced I was satan incarnated before I ever did some heinous stuff just because I wasn't very nice and friendly and didn't want to pretend like we can just friendship-is-magic our way out of this. They literally got upset at me for freely speaking about the death of our classmates and trying to warn this sweet naive fucking idiot about being too trusting and the consequences of cooperating under these circumstances. No, I was not nice about it. But like, get real. They just didn't want to face the reality of the situation and that's fucking dangerous.

Anywayyyy, time passes, people get killed, everyones on edge and depressed and shit. Despite what I just said, I didn't actually believe that we all shouldn't cooperate under any circumstances. I just thought we shouldn't do it so openly. So there were two people I mainly cooperated with, let's call them G and M.

G is the aforementioned sweet naive idiot, he also happens to be an absolute mountain of a man. I saw potential in him, I knew he wasn't actually that dumb, he was just, naive and trusting and he really really wanted to protect people. I thought that was a dangerous combination. So I took him under my wing and we did spend a lot of time together.

M is... well, she's a dumb fucking bitch. Obnoxious as hell. But she's also pretty brilliant in making stuff. Like, inventions I mean. VERY USEFUL. We didn't get along much, but I knew how to handle her and we ended up collaborating on several creations and gadgets.

It was really powerful stuff, y'know? I was sure we could use these to take down the game master. I said as much to her. But she... was unsure. Actually, I guess it would be more accurate to say that she was scared, if not terrified. She didn't believe that we could win this way because she thought our classmates would definitely betray us! Can't blame her for thinking that, I guess. It was still pretty discouraging. It would've been fine if the issue had ended here, probably.

But then... long story short, I found out that she was trying to kill me. :')

I would've laughed but it really wasn't that funny, was it. I thought we had at least a truce, you backstabbing fucking bitch. Haha.

I couldn't let this happen. Of course I didn't want to die, but I did also think that if I die here, everyone else will also die. Even if she didn't get away with it, which is debatable because there would've only been about 1.5 competent people left alive to figure it out, I had plans to properly end this game. I couldn't die here.

I had to eliminate her first. She was simply too big of a threat. Not only was she actively planning to murder me, after we've literally created another possibility, she was also emotionally very unstable. It was too risky to solve this another way. Even if we had managed to pacify her now, she was still the biggest risk factor.

I had probably squeezed out all the valuable uses out of her anyway at that point, hah.

So yeah, I decided to strike her down before she could strike me down. But I didn't want to risk either getting everyone killed (because obviously I could've planned a murder I could get away with, duh) or getting executed myself. That would kinda be against the point of ending this game with more than 2 people left alive.

G had grown very depressed over the course of the game. He's always had a tendency to self deprecate and he's been offering himself as a meat shild since the very beginning but especially lately. So I thought I would be so kind and take him up on his offer :)

You guys don't know just how much he's been begging to be used, be useful, protect someone. Literally.

I planned the murder. I manipulated G, convincing him that this was the way to save everyone and he executed my orders. He killed her. I didn't have to get my own hands dirty. He even bought in his own ideas to cover up the murder scene!

The only information I hid from him was that I never planned to let him get away with this. He still chose to kill her, yknow? I didn't force him to do it. I did push his buttons. I knew he would do it if I just said the right words. But if I hadn't manipulated him like this, someone else eventually would've. And he would've done it for them too. Maybe it was always gonna happen!

Anyway, G got executed. Despite some hiccups during the trials, we unraveled the murder and well. He's dead now. My classmates are very upset with me hahahaha :')

But I didn't have a choice. What was supposed to do? Is it wrong of me for wanting to live? For thinking about the situation realistically? For thinking I was more necessary to end this game than either of them?

Edit: I've usurped the game master. Surely me officially ending this game will prevent people from murdering any more. :)

#kokichi ouma #kokichi oma #ouma kokichi #kitschpolls #drv3 spoilers #drv3 #danganronpa v3 #gonta gokuhara #miu iruma #lol this was not supposed to get this long but. oh well #obviously this is my interpretation of his actions mixed with my interpretation of him trying to cope with his actions #so yes this is unreliable narration #if u respond to this with a comment or reblog or tag pls play along #pretend ur seeing this as a reddit post and this is all the context u have for the situation #i just thought this would be fun

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charmante-mp3 · 7 months

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High For This

-- Day 2; Massage (Kim Hongjoong x Reader)

Kinktober ML Main ML

It's time, the first smut I've ever posted to the internet-

Warnings; Fem-bodied reader, smut, drug use (just the devil's lettuce), slight choking, implied masochism. Switch!Hongjoong, Switch!Reader, unprotected sex (don't do that tho), no foreplay cause I didn't wanna- 1.5k

I could already smell the skunk-like scent seeping through the door.

“Kim Hongjoong! How dare you start the session without me!” I yelled, pushing open the door. Although the anger wasn’t real, I could see the stress creasing his brows.

“Aish, it’s one of those days?” I asked, not really expecting an answer, but he nodded his head in response.

“How far gone are you? I need to catch up,” I said, taking a seat on the ground next to him.

“Not very, I've only had one puff,” He answered.

“From the looks of it you’re gonna need more than that. Let’s get fucked my friend,” I nudged his shoulder, and he finally cracked a smile.

“We really need to get you a grinder,” I muttered, pulling out one of my own.

“That’s why I wasn’t out of it yet. You always have the shit I need,” Hongjoong said, laying his head on my chest. I scrunched up my face as his dual-toned locks slapped my face. Passing off various hits, the world around me slowed and calmness embraced me. Turning over to glance at Hongjoong, I noticed he was still tense.

“Not enough yet?” I questioned.

“Sore,” Is all he muttered out, rubbing at his shoulder.

“Shit, what’d you do,” I groaned. Standing I plopped myself on the couch, directly behind him. My hands gripped Hongjoongs' shoulders feeling the tense muscles. He groaned a little as I pressed harder.

“Jeez, I didn’t think it’d get this bad, everything else this tense?” I asked digging circles into his shoulders. Hongjoong just nodded his head, which was now thrown down.

“Is that by chance any better?”

“I don’t think so,” He muttered, still rubbing over the muscles.

“Shit, Joong just strip,” Hongjoong shot me a confused look.

“Your shirt only! I’ll be back,” I walked to my room, grabbing some oils I kept just in case a time like this would happen. Hongjoong has yet to remove his shirt, instead, he was mid-hit.

“Oh, shit you were serious?” He coughed up.

“Duh, I have a hidden talent, which comes in handy for idol best friends,” I joked. I could see the hesitation, as he pulled his shirt over his head.

“Lay on the couch,” I grabbed his shirt from him, as he slowly plopped himself face down on the furniture.

“Is this not weird?” He voiced, sounding a little tired. I shook my head even though he couldn’t see me.

“Trust me this’ll help,” I cracked a smile at his reaction. Dripping some oil onto his left shoulder blade, I rubbed into his skin picking at the strained muscles. Small breaths left his mouth, they were sounding like moans. I massaged my hands down his back, forgetting this was real. Hongjoong tensing back up reminded me where I was.

“What’d I hurt?” I muttered pulling my hands away. Either I’m hearing things, or I just heard Kim Hongjoong mutter ‘please’.

“No, it’s fine, just didn’t expect it,” He said, almost breathless. I continued my route working through his back muscles. That’s when I heard it. Rubbing circles just above his hip joint a whiny moan left his lips. Even as I continued, the heat rose to my face.

“Okay yeah, I think it’s good,” He jumped up, not expecting it I stumbled to the other side of the couch. I almost joked and laughed at his reaction until I spotted the tent in his sweats.

“It’s not what-”

“Joong gets turned at massages? That’s kinda hot,” I smirked at him, watching his face explode red. The slight buzz in my movements convinced me to tease him, this time without many words.

“If you like it that much, we can continue,” I smiled up at him as I caressed the top of his shoulders, massaging my way down his chest. Even as I found this wickedly attractive, my mouth stayed shut. Smirking up in his direction, I stared back into his own gaze. His eyes were lidded. A high-pitched moan escaped his throat as my thumb accidentally rubbed his nipple. As I pulled away, my movements froze when his hips came in contact with mine. A wave of electricity ran through my body.

“More, please,” His voice came out raspy as he writhed under me.

“Are you sure about that Joong,” I muttered in surprise. Hongjoong, an overconfident prick, even as my best friend, was now begging.

“Yes,” It was more breathy and his hips collided with mine once again. My grin grew as I pushed him down, sliding to be more comfortable over him.

“Now, now is my boy a bottom?” I whispered, not expecting Hongjoong to answer.

“Yes, please touch me, anywhere,” He moaned out, as I fully sat on his lap. A few things of fabric keep us apart. My hands continued up his body, the oil sliding back up his torso. I ghosted both thumbs over his nipples. His head fell back, back arching up, trying to catch the full sensation. As much as I enjoyed the teasing, I needed to feel more of him. Grasping onto the bottom of my shirt, I threw it off. My bra followed in suit as both of the fabrics hit the ground. Dragging his hands with mine, I guided him to my chest. His actions copied mine, as he ghosted his own thumbs over my nipples. I pulled back, which led to a whiny complaint to leave his mouth.

“Calm down Joong,” I said, pulling on the ties keeping the sweats snug on his waist. His movements stopped, allowing me to grip both fabrics hiding him. With a small lift in his hips and a rough pull from me, Kim Hongjoong now stripped naked under me. Holding myself over him, I had the idea to grab the blunt sitting on the table.

“Well, we can’t have this going to waste,” I muttered. I took my hit and threw a look down at Hongjoong. Eager, he sat up now face to face with me. Pushing my lips to his, blowing the smoke down his own lungs. I handed the blunt to Hongjoong and he took in the last hit. As he did so, I pulled off my own bottoms. Hongjoong coughed out a moan, as my unclothed cunt came in contact with his bare cock. I took it in my hands, running my nail across the slit, pre-cum lining the nails. My hands ran down his length, and I looked up for his reaction. Hongjoong had his lips tucked tightly in between his teeth.

“You don’t have to hold them back Joong,” I whispered into his ear. I tightened my grip as I pulled my hand up his length, his hips jerking up. His hands flung up, gripping my waist tightly. I gave up on the teasing and dropped myself onto his cock, my hand guiding it to my weeping cunt. My head flew back as he bottomed me out. Pain ran up my core, increasing pleasure.

“Fuck,” Hongjoong wailed out as I rocked my hips a few times. His noises increased my pace, as they were music to my ears. His hands bruising my hips, my cunt adjusting to his cock, and the fuzziness filling my head. I felt pure ecstasy as my pace grew, as did his cries. Turning my head back down at the split-haired man, arching and writhing under my presence. Words blabbering ‘please’ and ‘fuck’ collectively.

“Who knew a massage would turn into this,” I said breathlessly.

“More, I need more,” Hongjoong said. I doubt either of us knew what he was saying, but our minds were everywhere but there.

“Then fuck me like you want to Joong,” I said, close into his ear. It awakened him from his pleasured daze. He flung us over, him now hovering over me. His hands moved to lie by my head as he thrusted at his pace, which were fast but hard.

“Shit, Joong you fuck good,” I whined, my hands wandered their way up his back into his hair.

“Ah, I could do this every day,” His voice was high pitched, still whiny even as he was in control. My own whines left me as one of his hands wrapped its way around my throat. The grip tightened with every thrust, increasing the growing pit in my stomach faster.

“Wanna taste you,” He said breathlessly, his voice deeper. My lips met his, the hand around my throat holding me up to him. I ran my hands back up his chest, causing his thrust to falter. Although it slowed, his hips harshly hit mine. Even though the hazy pleasure, I could hear the loud pound of our hips.

“I’m gonna-” His gasp cut him off, feeling my pleasure building higher.

“Inside me Joong, please,” I said. My hands were now gripping his shoulders and my gaze landing on him inside me. A loud and high-pitched moan echoed in the air as his hips stopped. The warm spill inside me, throwing my orgasm to leave me spasming under him. He pushed himself in and out one more time, riding out the pleasure.

“Holy shit,” His body crashed into mine.

“I can’t believe that just happened honestly,” My mind raced at every unpursued moment where I wanted Kim Hongjoong to ravish me.

“And it will continue, cause now you’re mine,” He said, pushing his body closer into my own. My heart beat increased at those simple words.

“Good, cause I think you ruined me for anyone else.”

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mydarllinglover · 10 months

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Alone || Rescue Mission

"Are you going to take the cross too?" Gabriel asked.

After Daryl had introduced Noah, and explained about Grady Memorial hospital, the group devised a plan to protect the church whilst the others went into Atlanta to rescue Beth and Carol.

"What's the problem, I thought God was all around us?" Natalia asked, whilst her and Daryl planted the orchestra pipes around the stairs. "You don't need silly little symbols."

"The cross represents-"

"Talking to the wrong person, buddy." She cut him off. "My faith in God died a very, very long time ago, before the dead started walking around."

He bowed his head, walking away from the pair.

Daryl and Natalia were left alone.

"I'm glad you're back." Natalia muttered, hoping he hadn't actually heard her, but knew she was busted when he looked up at the woman, meeting her eyes. "Sully was missing you a bit, I think. But I wish Carol and Beth were here as well."

He made a gruff noise in agreement.

"We're gonna get them both back, we will, no matter what, we're not losing anybody else." She continued.

Daryl had been caught up about what he had missed whilst he was gone, Bob and the attack.

"I am glad though, that she wasn't there during- when we met... if anything happened to her because I... " Her voice broke off, but he knew where she was heading with that conversation, feeling a heavy weight drop in his stomach.

"We'll get them back." He repeated, nodding at her in some sort of understanding.

Michonne, Carl, Gabriel, Judith and Sully were staying at the church.

The rescue group were bringing Noah along, though Natalia had a bad feeling about him going with, she didn't voice it though, Rick had made the decision for a reason.

Daryl, Natalia and Rick were sat in the cab of the truck Daryl and Noah drove back from the city, Tyreese and Sasha were watching the teenager in the back.

"I've never been in the city after it fell." Natalia sighed, kicking her legs up onto the dash.

"Get your feet down." Rick pushed her legs off, as he drove. "Never?"

"Nope, stayed far from it, heard they were bombing the place, knew nothing good would come out of it, so steered clear." Though she side eyed him.

"We've been in there a few times." Rick told her. "It's dangerous, as long as you stay high and know what you're doing, you'll be fine."

"First time I met Rick, we went into the city cause he handcuffed Merle to a roof." Daryl told her.

Natalia looked towards her friend, stifling a laugh of shock at the revelation.

"Did he deserve it?" She asked.

Rick shook his head around, leaning towards a nod.

"He had to cut his own hand off."

"And you slapped that kid around the face with it."

Natalia looked between the pair as if it were a tennis match.

"Okay, why has neither of you ever told me anything about any of this, that is the funniest and grossest thing I've ever heard."

"They kidnapped Glenn, deserved it..."

"They what? Who?" Natalia asked.

"It was a group surviving in the city, called the Vato's and they were our friends."

"But they kidnapped Glenn?" Natalia repeated, confused.

"We made a deal with them, realised they were good people."

"What happened to them, are they still around?"

"No." Daryl put it bluntly. "They were taken out by another group."

"Oh. I fell off a roof once." Natalia said, not knowing what to say.

"That happened to someone else we knew, he impaled himself, Hershel had to fix him up." Rick told her.

"Oh, what happened to him?"

"Murdered." Daryl answered.

"Yep, course he was, duh." Natalia blinked. "Was it Shane, did he do it?"

Rick snapped his head at Natalia, looking at her with surprise before turning back to the road.

"How do you know about Shane?"

"I have my sources. Carl, he used to accompany me on my watches sometimes, if he was having trouble sleeping. Promised not to tell you, sorry." Natalia caved.

"It's alright, I'm glad he trusts you, and I'm glad you look out for him."

"Course, he's a good kid." She shrugged. "Beth and Carol used to gossip outside my room- cell as well, when I tried to take naps, I used to find it irritating, but now..."

"We're getting them back." Rick breathed, tightening his grip on the steering wheel.

"So how'd you fall off the roof?" Daryl asked, his arm was resting on the door, his left boot was on the dashboard, Rick hadn't told him to take it down.

"Doesn't matter." She shook her head, "I didn't die, though, which has been a recurring incident in your stories."

"You had dead people sitting outside your house when we met you." Rick looked at her.

"I didn't know them personally." She shrugged.

"At sundown we fire a shot into the air." Rick had begun explaining the plan drawing the map of what Noah explained on the floor, when they had got into the city, finding a place to hold up in. "Get two of them out on patrol. Then once it's dark enough that the rooftop spotter won't see us, we go. We cut the locks on one of the stairways, take it to the fifth floor. I open the door, Nat will take the guard out."

"How?" Tyreese asked.

"How do you think?" Natalia asked him. "Slit his throat."

"This is all about us doing this quietly, keeping the upper hand. They're not expecting us. From there we fan out. Knives and silenced weapons. We need to be fast. Tyreese, Sasha, take them. Daryl, you take care of whoever is in the kitchen. I got Dawn. If they're smart, the rest of them will give up. Then It'll be 6 on 3. 7 on 3 when we get a weapon to Beth."

"13 on three. The wards will help." Noah weighed in.

"That's best case. What's worst case?" Tyreese asked. "All it takes is 1 of those cops going down the hall at the wrong time. Then it's not quiet. All hands on deck. We're talking about a lot of bullets flying around."

"If that's what it takes." Sasha said.

"It's not. If we get a couple of her cops alive out here, we do an even trade. Theirs for ours. Everybody goes home."

"Yeah, I get it." Rick stood up. "And it might work. This will work."

"Nah, that'll work too." Daryl intervened. "You say this Dawn, she's just trying to keep it together, right?" He asked Noah.

"Trying and doing are two different things." Noah replied.

"You take two of her cops away, what choices does she have? Everybody goes home. Like he says."

"If even a hair is out of place on Beths head, I don't care who's going home." Natalia gave her opinion.

Rick decided to evaluate both plans, before siding with Tyreese and Daryl, assuring that if It failed, they were shooting the place up anyway.

Noah was their bait, he got in the position and fired the shots, gaining the cops attention.

Noah ran into the alley, letting the car chase him to the allocated spot.

They drove in front of him, hitting the kid with the car before hopping out raising their own guns at him.

"Put the gun down, Noah" The female cop told him.

"Put it down." The male cop repeated.

Noah did as they said, placing the gun on the ground.

"Hands up. Turn around."

The male cop walked towards him, pulling out a zip tie, and pulling his arms behind his back.

"I thought you were smart, Noah. Think we wouldn't hear you?" The female cop asked.

The group snuck towards the two cops, aiming their guns at the two's heads.

"Where are those rotters you were shooting at?" The man asked him.

Rick whistled, catching their attention.

"Hands." He said, when the cops turned around, aiming their guns at the five.

"What do you want?" The woman asked.

"Whatever this is, we can help." The man added.

"You do what we say, we don't hurt you." Rick said.

"Okay." The man put his hands up in surrender, no longer aiming his gun, the woman soon copied.

"Good. Now turn around. Put your guns on the floor and kneel."

They did as told, Natalia dealt with the woman, collecting her weapons and pulling two zip ties out, passing one to Daryl, who was dealing with the man, Tyreese helped Noah whilst Rick and Sasha continued to aim their weapons at the cops heads.

"We need to talk." Rick told them. "There's water if you need some and food"

"Mind if I ask you something?" The male cop asked, as their captors pulled them up.

Rick backtracked, looking at the man, waiting to hear what he had to say.

"The way you talk, the way you carry yourself, were you a cop? Believe it or not, I was, too." He smiled.

"Really? I thought that was just dress up." Natalia deadpanned.

"That's Lamson." Noah told Rick. "He'll be down for this. He's one of the good ones."

A car raced towards them, it's tyres squealing as it drove down the alley towards them.

The group jumped out the way, leaving the cops as they began shooting at the car. Tyreese shot one of the windows, revealing another cop shooting at them.

The cops got in the car, driving off.

Natalia shot one of the tyres, Sasha shooting the other one, air hissed out of it.

They ran after the car.

The car had stopped, Rick halted, telling the others to wait as they looked around at the burnt buildings, and the fried skeletons, that were still moving, but were melted into the tarmac.

They saw the cops running away from the car.

"Two, on me." Rick said following.

"I only saw the two." Natalia muttered to Daryl, as she looked around for the driver.

He nodded, in the direction of the RV, putting a finger to his lips.

Natalia opened the door slowly, whilst Daryl aimed his gun ahead, ready for attack.

No one was present.

Before either could realise, the cop flew out, tackling Daryl to the ground.

They wrestled each other on the ground, fighting as a burnt walker inched towards them.

The cop got his hands around Daryl's throat, forcing his head towards the jaws of the walker.

Natalia raised her hand gun, whacking it across the cops temple, knocking him off of Daryl.

Rick appeared, helping Daryl up.

"Nat." He said, as the woman took the gun off safety, aiming it at the cop, her boot on his chest, stopping him from getting up.

"You win, asshole." The cop grunted.

"We only need two, for Ty's plan." She said.

"No, three's better than two." Daryl disagreed.

"Nat, put it down." Rick told the woman.

"He tried to kill Daryl. We don't need him."

"Nat." Daryl said. "Three's better." He repeated.

She let out a sigh, putting her gun back on safety.

"You try anything again, I'll put a bullet through your skull before you even get a chance to run, I promise." She stood off of him, backing up to let Daryl make him stand, using a zip tie to restrain him.

They had gotten back to the spot, all three cops, under their watch.

"Your friend, what's his name?" The female cop asked. "I need to talk to him. Your plan is going to get me and my friends killed."

"We're going to make it work." Sasha said.

"It would work if you had different cops to trade."

This caught their attention.

"Dawns running Grady into the ground. A bunch of us want her out and she knows it. Pretty sure she knows we want Lamson to replace her, too." She continued.

"Dawn doesn't know that." The third cop said.

"She might. And she's smart. So there's a good chance you can't make this deal work and that'll leave us all dead. But if you let us go, we'll take care of Dawn ourselves and we'll let your friends go and this is over."

"No, we're not gonna do that." Lamson said.

"Do you want to die?" The woman asked him.

"No. I just need you to shut up right now." He told her. "You can make this work. But you've got to be able to talk to her."

"Noah told us all about her." Sasha answered.

"I've known her for 8 years, ma'am. I know this woman. And my only interest is peaceful resolution, not dying, and sleeping in my bed tonight. So, please, let me help you. Please."

"And I want my friends, but your people kidnapped them." Natalia shrugged. "I don't care about your wish for world peace or your bed."

Daryl pat her shoulder, turning around to look at Rick and Noah.

"Hey, Rick. You're gonna want to hear this." He said.

They made the cops sit against the poles, separating Lamson from the other two so that he could talk to Rick.

Tyreese and Sasha raided the car with the white cross, seeing what they could use.

Daryl, Natalia and Noah watched Shepard and the other man.

"You know, we could treat that, give you some ointment, clean the cuts on your face." Shepard said, looking at Natalia's back as she paced.

She stopped, looking at the woman.

"I don't need or want anything from your people, shut up and sit still."

"She's just trying to help." Daryl muttered to her, their faces were close as he talked, not letting the three other people in on their private conversation.

"And I don't need it, we're here for Beth and Carol, not trying to make friends, besides, they don't even hurt anymore."

"You still ain't a good liar." He shook his head, stepping away, starting his own pacing.

She looked over to Sasha and Lamson, they were heading out of the room.

"Sasha!" She called after the other woman. "What are you doing?"

"Just gotta take care of something, we'll be back soon." She said, walking out of the room.

A few minutes had passed, and Sasha hadn't returned with the cop.

Natalia was getting antsy, she had a bad feeling.

"I'm gonna go see what they're doing." She said.

"Alright." Daryl nodded at her.

Natalia walked out the room, heading in the way they had went, her gun was in her hand, the safety off, just in case.

She headed into the south side of the building, not hearing or seeing anything strange.

That's when she saw her.

Sasha was on the floor, knocked out cold.

"Rick!" Natalia shouted as she raced towards the other woman. "Rick! Sasha, Sasha, hello can you hear me?" She asked her, checking her over for injurys or blood.

Rick ran into the room, Tyreese followed.

"Sasha!" Tyreese gasped, running towards his sister, who was slowly waking up.

"What happened?" Rick asked her.

"Lamson, he's gone, he must've done this." Natalia said, helping Sasha sit up as she held her head.

"Alright, I'll find him."

"I'll help." Natalia went to follow but he put his hand up, stopping her.

"No, I need you here, keep an eye on the other two, make sure they weren't in on this."

"Rick." Natalia called after. "We only need two for the plan to work."

"Only if we're forced to." He looked at her, before leaving.

Tyreese and Natalia helped Sasha stand, walking her back into the other room.

Tyreese helped his sister to sit down, giving her some water.

Natalia headed over to the cops, pulling her knife out.

"Y'know he was gonna run?" She asked.

"No, we had no idea." Shepard told her. "We didn't know what they were doing when they left."

"And we're just supposed to believe that, right?" Natalia shrugged. "I told you that if you tried anything, I'd kill you." She looked at the male cop.

"And we didn't." He answered, not seeming threatened by the woman.

"Nat." Daryl called towards her, she looked over her shoulder, at him. He was shaking his head. "They didn't know."

She turned back, assessing the pair, trying to catch their bluff, before standing up, putting her knife back in the sheath.

"We need them for the plan." Noah reminded.

"Yeah, it's cracking up to be a great one, if we did it the other way, we would of had our people back by now, not chasing cops down streets."

Tyreese and Noah had moved the cops to sit in chairs by the time Rick had got back by himself.

Daryl and Natalia headed over to talk to him.

"He wouldn't stop."

"This change things?" Daryl asked.

"It has to."

"Maybe not." He thought.

"Well, she said the plan won't work. The guy who did is dead. Maybe we gotta rethink this."

"They also said the cop in charge didn't have any love for him. Maybe you did her a favour."

"I don't know if they'll play ball."

"So we don't give them a choice. They do what we say, or they die." Natalia said.

They walked over to the others.

"He was a good man." Shepard greeted them. "He was attacked by rotters. Saw it go down."

"Huh. You're a damn good liar." Rick replied.

"We're hanging by a thread here. He was attacked by rotters. That's the story."

"You said the trade was a bad idea." Daryl brought up. "What changed."

"Lamson was our shot. So its this or you go in guns blazing, right?"

"Pretty much." Natalia nodded.

"You don't want that."

"If this is some bullshit you're spinning and things go south..."

"I know. I know the good ones from the bad. Let us help you."

"What about you?" Rick asked the male cop. "You wanna live? How much?"

"Dawn's afraid she'll look weak in front of us. Thinks it'll tip things against her. Hell, it will. She'll see this trade as a rip-off if she thinks you took out one of our guys. So its a good thing Lamson got aced by rotters."

They were on board.

The plan was simple; Natalia, Sasha, Daryl, Tyreese, Noah and the cops would wait on top of the roof, Sasha and Daryl were going to keep lookout whilst Rick went to the agreed vantage point, waiting for the two officers to show up.

Daryl snapped his fingers when he spotted the cop car.

"Rick, they're heading towards you." Natalia spoke into the radio.

They waited in silence as Rick made the offer.

They had accepted it.

The two officers had led them into the hospital, Daryl and Rick led the still restrained cops.

They reached the 5th floor, heading down a hallway, behind the door, 4 cops were stood, their weapons in their hands.

Carol, who was being pushed in a wheelchair by Beth, were behind them, with a doctor.

When they saw the group, they put their guns in the holsters.

"Holster your weapons." The voice of Dawn came through one of the cops radios.

"You too." Rick told his group.

Natalia wasn't a fan of this idea, but done as told.

One of the cops opened the door, walking towards their side.

Dawn nodded at Beth, signalling to stand forward.

Natalia reached for her gun when she saw the two stiches alone Beth's cheek and forehead, and the cast on her arm, but a hand stopped her, Daryl's.

"They haven't been harmed." Rick told Dawn.

"Where's Lamson?" She asked.

"Rotters got him." Shepard answered.

"We saw it go down."

"Oh. I'm sorry to hear that. He was one of the good guys. One of yours for one of mine."

"Alright." Rick nodded with his head, for Daryl's captee to walk forward.

"Move." He grunted, pushing the man forward.

Another cop pushed Carols wheelchair forward, letting Daryl take her bag and push her to their side.

Dawn then grabbed a hold of Beth's arm, pulling her forward as Rick did the same to Shepard.

Rick hugged her when she reached him, before letting her walk towards Daryl and Natalia.

"You alright?" He asked her, placing an arm on her shoulder, she offered a small smile nodding.

Natalia hugged the girl.

"I'm so sorry." She whispered, kissing her hair, "I should of been out there with you."

"It's alright." She whispered back "What happened to your face?"

"What happened to yours?" Natalia copied, running a gentle finger just under the stitching on her cheek.

"Glad we could work things out." Dawn said.

"Yeah." Rick nodded, as his group started to walk back the way they came.

"Now I just need Noah." She said, making Rick stop. "And then you can leave."

"That wasn't part of the deal." Rick walked towards her.

"Noah was my ward. Beth took his place and I'm losing her, so I need him back."

"What is your problem, lady? They're kids." Natalia snapped, not able to bite her tongue.

"Ma'am, please-"

"Shepard!" Dawn hissed. "My officers put their lives on the line to find him. One of them died."

Noah went to walk forward but Daryl stopped him, joining Rick's side.

Beth intwined her fingers with Natalia as they waited to see how this turned out.

"He's one of mine. You have no claim on him."

"The boy wants to go home, so you have no claim on him." Rick replied.

"Well, then we don't have a deal."

"The deal is done."

"It's okay." Noah stepped forward, trying to defuse the situation.

"No. No." Rick put his hand out to stop him.

"I got to do it." Noah assured him.

Beth let go of Natalia walking towards her new friend.

"It's not okay." She said, when Noah handed his gun back to Rick.

"It's settled." Dawn replied.

"Wait!" Beth ran forward, towards Noah, hugging him tightly.

"It's okay." He assured her, hugging her back.

"I knew you'd be back." Dawn said.

This seemed to spark something inside of Beth, as she let go of the boy, walking towards the woman.

Natalia took a few slow steps forward, seeing what the girl was about to do.

"I get it now." She said.

She then stabbed something into the woman's shoulder, than a shot ran out, blood sprayed out of Beth's head as she fell to the ground, a gun was in Dawn's hand.

"Beth!" Natalia screamed, running forward, falling to the ground as she held the dead girl, her friend.

Dawn cried out that she didn't mean to, but Daryl didn't give her the chance to finish her sentence, firing his own gun, into her head, her body fell backwards as her own blood sprayed out, splattering the crying woman as she shielded the lifeless teen.

Everyone else in the hallway pulled out their guns, aiming at the opposing sides

"No! Hold your fire!" Shepard shouted. "It's over. It was just about her. Stand down."

"Beth." Natalia's voice broke, her hands shook as she ran her fingers down the girls face. "I'm so sorry, I'm so, so sorry, I'm sorry I couldn't protect you, either."

The cops put their guns away, but Daryl didn't still keeping his eye as he held back cries.

Carol walked towards him, sniffling as she patted his shoulder.

He bent down besides the woman, as they both cried.

"You can stay." Shepard offered

"We're surviving here." Another spoke up. "It's better than out there."

"No." Rick said, tears pooled in his own eyes. "And I'm taking anyone back there who want's to leave. If you want to come with us just step forward now."

Noah was the only person to walk back.

Daryl picked up Beth, holding her in his arms, as Rick helped Natalia to stand, as soon as she did, she went straight back to the girl, petting her hair, her whole body shook with her tears, following Daryl as they left the hospital.

To Natalia, it felt like the same pain as the night she lost her family, Beth was like the sister she never had, sure they had lost people before, but Natalia never felt close to them as she did with the teenager.

When they walked through the door, outside, Maggie dropped to the floor, sobbing loudly at the sight of her younger sisters lifeless, bloody body.

A funeral was held for the girl in the first field they had found outside the city.

Daryl and Natalia stood next to each other, their fingers were linked, just like they had done when Beth mourned her father at the morgue, the same place they had lost her.

When her body was buried, the group let Maggie have some space with her sisters grave, Noah had shared that him and Beth were planning on going to his old community, where his family were, in Richmond, Virginia.

They had taken separate vehicles, Rick, Michonne, Tyreese, Glenn and Noah rode in one car, the others in the rest.

Carol had a radio, Rick had the other one, that's how they were going to keep in touch with each other whilst Rick and his group headed towards Noah's home, perhaps their new home.

It had taken two weeks to get to Virginia.

It wasn't.

Another funeral was held, for Tyreese.

They had each taken turns of shovelling dirt onto his grave whilst Father Gabriel gave the sermon.

His beloved hat rested on the cross, just like how he had worn it everyday.

Rick had decided that they would carry onto Washington, Eugene had lied about the cure for a reason, and they were going to find out why, even as they dealt with their grief and regrets.

#daryl dixon #daryl dixon smut #the walking dead daryl #twd daryl #carl grimes #carol peletier #daryl fanfiction #glenn rhee #michonne #rick grimes #daryl dixon x reader #darylxnatalia #daryl x y/n #daryl x you #thewalkingdeadalone #beth greene #tyreese williams #sasha williams

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cevansbaby-dove · 2 months

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Safe Haven 5

Pairing: Cowboy!Glen PowellX OFC!Amber Dawson

Warnings:hint of Smut!! (about time right? 🤣) just some kissing

I walked out of the house with some lemonade and hear Rose making sounds i smiled as i walked by then i head Glen say. "Shit that hurt like a bitch"

I walk into the barn and set the tray down. "Whoa easy cowboy what happened?"

Glen is looking at his hand. "Nothing." I walk over to him. "Let me see if it's nothing"

His eyes meet mine and he slowly nods. "I hit my thumb with the damn hammer" I gently hold his hand. "Doesn't look broken, but it'll swell for a few days. i can grab some ice for you"

Glen nods. "uh..sure sorry about my tone by the way" I smiled. "i've heard worse"

I let go of his hand that is so soft Jesus Christ how are his hands soft? Oh duh amber he works a lot..and there i go down the rabbit hole.

I chew on my lip. "I'll be back with the ice" i turn on my heel and walk out.

I walk into the kitchen and grab the ice pack and shut the freezer and walk back to the barn. "Here sit"

Glen sits on a chair and i place the ice pack on his thumb. He hisses at how cold it is. "Could have warned me Amber!"

I glance at his lips then i look into his green eyes that seem to have a small sparkle in them as he presses his lips together. "Sorry cowboy"

He sighs. "I shouldn't have snapped at you like that.." I flash him a smile. "Who knows..i might have deserved it by how i treat you"

He reaches up and touches my hair. "No Amber your just...i don't know but you just don't trust people so quick"

I chuckle. "got that right" I feel my heart start to beat fast as Glen's eyes move from my eyes to my lips then at my eyes.

He stands up and says. "thank you for the aid" I roll my eyes. Amber just do it! I turn. "that's it?"

Glen turns and says. "uh?" I fold my arms "your just going to walk away? Glen...stop pretending about....US"

He looks at his hands and i reach out to his hand. "You don't feel it too?"

Glen looks at me fast. "Feel what? you think i like you? Your so wrong amber i-" I gasp at his harsh words. "fine i'll go"

I let go of his hand and walk around him but then he grabs my waist and spins me and i am now inches from his lips. He says in a whisper. "You didn't let me finish what i was going to say"

I look into his eyes and say. "say that you hate me then." He smiles. "I do hate you Amber Dawnson I hate how pretty you are even when mad at me! i hate how much i care about you! and I hate how really hate...that i'm falling for you"

With those words he kisses my lips softly i lean into his kiss and he lifts me up by the waist and sets me on the table kissing down my neck, my hands move up his chest.

Just when it was getting amazing the moment pops like a ballon when we hear someone say. "oh come you two get a room already" We look over at Lauren who is smiling.

I push glen away and hop off the table and fix my shirt and glen grabs his hat and glances at me making my heart race yet again.

"um...what do you ummm want?" She leans on the door. "Nothing sorry just heard something going on in here...i guess it's all good now" she said with a wink.

Glen says. "I have work to do see ya uh..later" He flashes me a smile and walks out of the barn.

Lauren spins on her heel looking right at me and says. "Hot damn!! if i didn't step in would you two have....ya know.." She makes a circle with her right hand and then i swat her hand down. "Omg no! Gross!!"

"i'm going for a ride" I walk away and my friends says. "on cowboy!?" I shake my head ignoring what she said.

I am walking through the forest on rose and I hear a gunshot and rose gets worried and makes a sound. "sh hey hey rose calm down" Then i hear hoof beats behind me. I turn and too see Glen riding to me. "What happened?"

"i..heard a gunshot...i should be asking you what the HELL Happened!?"

Glen looks around. "come on i'm not sure but we should head back before the storm rolls in." I look at the sky seeing how dark it's getting. "Shit i lost track of time"

I look at him and he smiles weakly. "it's okay..come on" We ride back to the ranch and gets off the horses and i walk to the front door. "what were you doing out there?"

Glen takes his hat off and says. "Hunting for some food." We walk into the house and i wrap my arms around my middle feeling uneasy about the weather. "is it bad?"

Glen walks to me brushing my hair behind my ear. "No..It's not, i'll make sure your safe Amber....i promise" he kisses me lightly then walks into the kitchen.

oh man tonight is going to be a long night with my friend out at toby's its just me and Glen..alone.

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#glen powell fanfic #glen powell fluff #glen powell series #glen powell smut #glen powell x ofc #glen powell

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pics-and-fanfics · 8 months

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Chapter 1//SHIELD

Part of the Child of Fire series

Main Masterlist

I heard footsteps, and I started panicking again, thinking it was my mother. “Please don’t hurt me.” I said, feeling tears in my eyes. Of course, I didn’t know that it wasn’t my mother, but somebody who would help me. “What are you talking about?” I heard a man say, and I flinched back, before realizing I might be safe. “Who- who are you?” I asked, my voice small. “Who are you?” the man shoots back. “E- Ellie Jones. Now answer my question. Who are you, and why are you in my apartment?” I say, trying to stand up. “I’m with SHIELD, and that’s all you need to know.” the man says, as another set of footsteps approaches. My head swivels towards the sound, alert. “And what is SHIELD?” I ask, still listening for the other set of footsteps, which had stopped. “SHIELD is a government agency that helps people like you.” a woman’s voice says from in front of me.

“Well, I don’t need your help.” I say. “Yeah right.” the man says, and I turn my head towards him. “Come on. We’ll help you.” the woman says. “I don’t want or need help.” I say again. “Please listen to us, Ellie. You’re not safe here.” the woman says. “And why is that?” I ask. “There are people who, if they knew what you could do, would hurt you.” the woman says. “And how do I know that you aren’t one of them?” I ask. “You don’t. Please, just trust me.” the woman says, and I hesitate before nodding. “Ok, good. Come on, Ellie.” the woman says as I stand up. I hear two sets of footsteps walking away, and I slowly follow, my arms out. “What are you doing?” the woman says. “Trying to not smack face first into a wall. Duh.” I say, feeling a wall in front of me. “What are you talking about?” the man says. “I can’t see shit.” I say, trying to tell them I’m blind without actually saying those two words. “Oh Ellie.” the woman says. “Nope. I don’t want pity. I’ve survived 14 years like this. I’m fine.” I say, as I feel a hand slip into one of mine. I flinch back, panicking again.

“Ellie, calm down.” the woman says, and I take a deep breath. The woman guides me somewhere, then tells me that there is a step up. I slowly take a step up, stumbling before I catch myself. I haul myself up, and hear the slam of a door shutting next to me. I hear the two people getting in, and feel the vehicle start moving. “Where are we going?” I ask after a few silent minutes. “You’ve heard of the Avengers, right?” I hear the woman say. “Yeah, they’ve been all over the news.” I say. “Well, that’s where we’re taking you.” the woman says. “Why?” I ask.

“They might be able to help you.” the man says. I nod, leaning my head back. I stay like that for a while, until the car stops about an hour later. I pretend to be asleep, shutting my eyes. “Come on, Ellie.” the woman says. I groan, sitting up. “Where are we again?” I ask, slowly getting out of the vehicle. “We’re outside the Avengers compound.” the woman says. I knit my eyebrows, trying to imagine what it could possibly look like. The woman leads me inside, telling me about herself and SHIELD. The only reason I know that we stepped inside is because I felt the breeze of the ac hitting me. “My name is Maria, by the way.” I nod, adding it to my mental notes of everybody I know. Which was very short.

Maria leads me to an elevator, and I tentatively step in. I feel the elevator jolt, then start moving up. I grab onto whatever is in reach, which happens to be Maria. I think. “Ellie, please take your hand off of me.” Maria says gently.

Ok, so it was Maria.

“Sorry.” I say quickly, letting go. A few minutes later, the elevator stops and I almost sigh in relief. Maria leads me out, and I start listening intently, hearing several voices going back and forth about something. I start dragging my feet, regretting my decision. “Why did I agree to this?” I mutter quietly. “Probably because you trusted me.” Maria says. I sigh, and bow my head.

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#loki #loki x you #loki fan fic #marvel #loki god of mischief #writing #fanfiction #marvel fanfic #writeblr #loki laufeyson #loki x reader #old fic #no warning #no warnings #we die like men #Child of fire

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altheasmeadow · 1 year

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Oblivious

Word Count: 576

Summary: in which she had no idea they all loved her.

Pairing: Taehyun x reader

“Why would it be a disaster?” Kai wondered, tilting his head confused.

“Breaking four hearts and causing tension between the friend group.” She explained in a ‘duh’ tone as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Oh princess, trust me, we all just want your happiness.” A voice emitted from behind her, earning a yelp as she jumped forward to avoid a non-existent attack.

“Don’t do that!” She screeched, turning to face Taehyun with narrowed eyes, but he simply smiled wider at the resistance.

“Awe look at you trying to be fierce.” He cooed, moving to pinch her cheek only for his hand to get slapped away, “Well that wasn’t nice.”

“Stop coming up behind me.”

“Fine Fine” He chuckled, his hands going up beside his head in surrender, “Just stop stressing so much about the whole feelings situation.”

“I’m not stressed!” she protested, earning a simple challenging brow in return.

“I can practically see the smoke coming from your ears, you were thinking so much you didn’t even see Kai leave.” He pointed to the four boys in the corner, Kai obviously telling them the situation, their eyes constantly glancing over.

“How am I not supposed to stress when the weight of our friendship is in my hands?”

“Hey you listen to me, you didn’t do this, whatever happens is on us. We all knew of our feelings and did nothing to try and get rid of them. Because we would be stripping you of the opportunity to come to terms with your own feelings. It only took this long to come out because you’re the most oblivious person we’ve ever met,” He teased, pushing his finger to her forehead to nudge it a bit, “We dropped hints but you’re blind as a bat. We want to know what you feel, and if you happen to feel something for one of us that’s great the others can move on, that was the plan. We never wanted to overwhelm you, but we cherish you too much to risk the opportunity to be with you.”

“So if I had feelings for one of you, the others would just move on as if they didn’t ever feel anything for me?” Was she that easy to move on from? Wait, why is she complaining?

“It would never be that easy of course Princess, It’ll take a lot of time, but this friendship would never end because we all got caught up on the same person.”

“Stop calling me Princess!” She blurted, hopping a bit from frustration, everytime he used the name her heart fluttered and she wasn’t sure if now would be the right time for the start of anything.”

“I apologize, my Queen.” He hummed, amused as she let out a screech, covering her face with her hands.

“I’m not yours yet.” She blurted, making his eyes go wide, focusing in on the last word more than he should probably.

“Yet?”

“Yea, I think I need time before I get with you, everyone needs time to move on from the situation.”

“Me?”

“Yes you. I’ve liked you for a long time, did you derriously not know at all?”

“Eh no not really.” He said, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

“Looks like I’m not the only oblivious one then.” She hummed, looking him up and down as if she were judging him, but the small smirk on her lips told him she was joking.

#txt au #txt fluff #txt imagines #txt x reader #txt #kang taehyun #kang taehyun x reader #taehyun imagines #taehyun scenarios #kpop scenarioes #kpop #kpop idol x reader #kpop imagines #kpop boys #idol au #idol x reader #idol imagines

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hells-wells · 1 year

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Don't Blame The Movies 8

Chapter 8

1996

Overwhelmed you try to be brave, to set your mind to figure out who wore the dreaded Ghostface costume. After an incident with Billy and Stu, it's left you more confused than anything. Leaning on Randy for support seems to rub them the wrong way.

Billy X Reader, Stu X Reader, Billy X Stu X Reader.................. Warnings----- Gaslighting, fibbing fibbers! crossing boundaries!

Standing outside of the school, you watched anyone that walked past

Was it him? No…..

Still in thought feeling a hand suddenly touch your shoulder made you jump, spinning around to see Miss Nancy.

“Sorry, Y/n.”

You breathed a sigh of relief “No, it’s ok, I- I spaced out.” Trying your best to push down the ever-growing feeling to overexplain and apologize, you watched her body language dreading the conversion.

Miss Nancy moved a few steps forward, motioning for you to follow, only stopping at the bottom fo the steps, next to the trees. “Do you have a moment?” Her shaky voice was lowered to a whisper.

You nodded stepping in a little closer, suddenly worried “If it’s about earlier-”

She cut you off “Not only that, but after what happened last year and last night, Y/n, you need to be careful. You never know… Wolves in sheep's clothing, you have to be careful with who you trust.”

The memory of the killer on top of you came to mind, his groan, the eerie feeling you felt with Billy that night.

“And as far as what I walked in on earlier today.” She paused, eyes softening “I know you’ve been friends for a long time BUT if those boys cared for you, they wouldn’t place you in a bad situation.”

You continued to watch her, she was about to say something else when you noticed Randy walking your way. He met your stare and made his way over to you “Hey, Y/n.” he looked curiously between you both.

“Think about what I said, ok Y/n?”

You nodded “I will.” You watched as she walked away, Randy coughed, catching your attention.

“What was that about?”

A cracking sound caught your attention, coming from behind you, inside the bushes. You stared, suddenly feeling uneasy like someone was

watching you. “She was just checking on me.” Turning back to face him “Are you busy?” He shifted from side to side “The guys are coming over to make sure my house is safe, wanna join?”

“That sounds like a terrible idea and a good way for the killer to pick us off one by one!”

Rolling your eyes as you put your arm around his shoulder “Oh, come on! You can keep me company while Billy and Stu are inside.” You smirked, knowing he would take a safer option.

“Hmm, still sounds like a death wish.” He chewed his gum before facing you “We obey the rules?” he asked raising an eyebrow.

You happily nodded “Duh!”

“Full disclosure, if the killer comes at us I’m throwing you and running.” His grin crept across his face, and you both laughed “That’s fine, I was thinking the same thing.”

Stu called out as he came towards you both “Princess, ready to go?”

“We are.” You flatly stated, still unsure how to feel about what happened earlier.

Stu looked from you to Randy confused.

“Randy is joining us.” You could see Stu was unsure about the change of plans.

Randy cut in “That a problem?”

“Nah, the more the merrier” his voice was flat and empty of any emotion.

the three of you moved down further, and it wasn’t long before Billy’s car pulled up, and he instantly looked annoyed seeing Randy. Ignoring his stare, you climbed in the back with Randy, leaving Stu to jump in the front seat, you tried to avoid Billy’s glare in the mirror. You never sat in the back, you were always upfront with him.

“What made you come along? Suddenly grew balls, Randy?” Billy’s joking tone sounded flat to you, knowing him he was pissed.

Randy looked uncomfortable “What can I say? When a lady in distress asks for help, you come running.” He lightly elbowed you and didn’t seem to notice how the atmosphere has changed.

Thankfully it didn’t take long to arrive at your house, Billy eyed you the whole way.

Standing in front of the door he continued to eye you “You coming in?”

“We’ll wait outside.” Randy introjected.

Billy’s eyes went dark for a moment “Hiding behind y/n’s skirt?”

You lightly smacked his arm and were about to tell him to fuck off when Stu jumped in “Hey man.” He motioned for Billy to follow “It’s probably faster without him.” With that, they both went inside. “Sorry” You let out, looking over at Randy “Hey, don’t worry about it.”

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You and Randy were starting to get worried, they were still inside the house and didn’t answer when you called out.

“Forget it Y/n, I’m not going in there.”

You huffed “Yeah, I know the rules… They’re probably just being dicks.” Stepping in closer to the front door you paused, turning back to face Randy “Besides it wouldn’t be very smart to attack us during the day with people close by.”

He wrapped his arm around your shoulders, bringing you in closer “Ah, you're finally learning young Skywalker.” Smiling along, both of your backs were facing the door.

“Well, at least you are a better-looking Yoda” You joked back, lost in the conversation.

“Aargh!” Billy jumped out, scaring you both.

Randy tripped over, landing on his elbow “You fucking dick!” he screamed.

“Billy, what the fuck?!” Your heart was racing, anger building up as you yelled at him “With everything going on, why would you?!” He didn’t say anything for a moment, just smirked.

Stu followed behind Billy, also with a massive grin, how you wanted to smack it off their faces.

“Seriously? And people say I have bad taste.” Randy huffed.

“It’s called a joke, might want to look into it.”Billy glared down at Randy, not giving in.

Feeling the tension between you and Stu stepped forward, you didn’t know what to do but suddenly felt like Billy might lunge at Randy. Still eyeing him off, you could hear your mom’s car pulling into the driveway. Billy relaxed and so did everyone else.

Seeing your mom step out of the car with a random man instantly put you in a bad mood.

Why am I surprised? Of course, she couldn’t cut her trip short.

“Didn’t I tell you? My baby always has boys calling.” Her voice might have sounded proud but you knew it enough to know it was jealousy.

The man nodded with a big smile, you wanted to punch it off.

“My daughters' protectors though I don’t think they had to be here, after all, she wasn’t hurt.” Her eyes scanned the three standing in front of her.

With that, Randy took his chance to leave “I’ll see you tomorrow Y/n.”

Chicken. If he ran any faster there would be dust.

“Y/n, this is Charles.” She introduced this tall man, his hair was slightly grey but even you had to admit, he wasn’t bad looking. It made you wonder what was wrong with him.

You faked the nicest “Hi.” You possibly could “We’ll be in my room” You grabbed the boy's arms and quickly made your way there, ignoring anything else your mother had to say.

“Man, your mom couldn’t even go a few more days without the newest boyfriend?” Stu rolled his eyes.

“Hmm and he came with luggage, looks like he’s staying.” You dryly replied, closing the door and sitting on the bed.

“You ok?” Billy stepped forward, stopping at your legs.

You shrugged “It’s whatever, are we really surprised?” letting out a small laugh “So, no costumed psycho lurking around the house?”

Stu jumped onto your bed, laying down beside you “Sadly not.”

“Maybe I should have taken the girls up on a sleepover.” You huffed, laying down, you felt the bed dip as Billy climbed in “Or maybe Mr Ghostface could do me a favour.” You were thankful they got your sense of humour, laughing together you almost forgot about earlier.

“String them up?” Stu raised his eyebrows.

“Or hang them from the goalpost?” Billy chuckled.

“Mmm, I’d settle for something to scare her into being a mom.”

Stu leaned up on his elbow to face you “So, whadda Miss Nancy want at school? Give you a hard time?”

Turning over slightly “From class or after school?” a slight blush spread across your face, betraying your voice.

His eyes went to your lips before travelling back up “Both.”

You let out a small giggle, turning back to look at the ceiling “No, she was fine for class.”

“But?” Billy suddenly chimed in,

“After school she was checking up on me, to make sure I was ok.”

“Didn’t sound that way.” Billy copied Stu, sitting up and using his elbow to support himself, his eyes glued to you.

You laughed “She means well.” That’s when it clicked, you shot up standing in front of the bed, how did he hear? Stu couldn’t have told him since he wasn’t there either… They sat up, both looking confused.

“How would you know?” A sick feeling was starting to overwhelm you “Were… Were you watching me?”

He rolled his eyes “pfft, why would I? You misunderstood what I meant, that’s all.”

“Relax princess,” Stu mumbled.

“It fucking felt like someone was.” You were starting to panic.

“Come on, princess.” Stu’s voice was filled with concern.

Billy let out a small chuckle, standing up he walked towards you “I get it, after last night your paranoid.”

“Bullshit!” You spat, walking backwards, only stopping when you bumped into Stu.

His hands went to your shoulders, gripping hard. Before you could register Billy stalked forward, glaring at Stu until he let go of your shoulders and backed off a bit. Billy grabbed your arms pulling you into his chest “It’s alright, your just paranoid… Sssh, sssh… You’re safe with me, Y/n.” You could feel his hands move from your arms to your waist, following his lead, you wrapped your arms around him. Suddenly feeling guilty for thinking something was wrong, they were right.

“I’m sorry” You mumbled, trying to hide how your eyes were starting

to water “Your-your right, I’m going crazy.”

His finger wiped away a tear “Not crazy just scared.”

“How could you not be?” Stu chimed in.

You turned to see him pouting, letting a small giggle as you hold out your hand “Come on.”

It didn’t take much for him to join in, Billy continued to glare.

“I’m lucky to have you both.”

“Shit, don’t go soft on us princess.”

“Shut up.”

The three of you settled down spending the afternoon watching movies, the last one being The Exorcist, once it ended they both left. You spent a very awkward dinner with your mother and Charles, he seemed nice but then again, they all did. Trying your best to ignore them all over each

other as you washed the dishes, your concentration broke when the sound of the phone ringing echoed throughout the house.

Shakenly you dried your hands before answering, looking towards your mother to find she was still in her bubble.

“He-hello?”

“Y/n!”

“Billy? Freak, since when do you call?”

“I need you to listen to me, I’m at the police station.”

Next Chapter

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bitetheriskyrose · 4 months

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I can't resist a dare, what are your kinks?

OH LAWD I forgot I said that. I really need to stay off tumblr when I'm first up in the morning and overconfident in my ability to confidently talk about my sexual side. Whelp. Heeeeeeere we go anyway!!!! (I kinda wanna see how long the list gets mwahaha)

Praise kink 'cause duh

Found out this year I am an appreciator of degredation to a degree

Casual day to day and slightly hardcore dominance

CNC with nonverbal safe signals

Oral fixation (hence the nonverbal signals)

Certain types of bondage, not a fan of swings, but getting my hands tied behind my back or to the bed posts is a must try at least once.

Breeding. Must I explain.

Very very light exhibitionism

BDSM, though humiliation isn't a huge turn on for me. I feel that humiliation and just giving me the choice to do something slightly embarrassing for a "reward" is different (e.g. saying something quite dirty that I'm wayyyy too shy to say is fine, you degrading me is fine but having me say non-sexual degrading things about myself is a no no)

I'm quite a big fan of marking. Seeing bruises on my skin has me feeling some type of way.

I adore possessiveness, but I feel it can get hypocritical very quickly so I'd rather the absence of it than have both of those together.

Very slight breath play, mostly prefer choking

Orgasm denial/forced edging

Overstimulation

Now, I do not have that kink where you try to feed someone so much they gain weight. I think it plays into my oral fixation honestly. I just love having people feed me directly sometimes. It feels intimate and full of love whilst showing I've submitted complete control.

I honestly think I'm more of a switch leaning person than a full on submissive. I haven't really explored it as I've not had the opportunity to, but I definitely have desires/fantasies that are more dominant leaning than my usual pleasure fodder.

Free use- offset of CNC

Primal play? I think that's what it's called. Basically if you played a very high stakes game of hide and seek with me in a very thick patch of woods I would not become a recognisable person.

SOMNOPHILIA. HOW COULD I FORGET HER.

Brat taming. Though I'm not the best actress.

Lactation kink. my deep dark secret you didn't see this.

Did I mention praise

Double penetrations, like spit roasting, but with a dildo you can stick to things. I'm not big on sharing or being shared in reality.

I go through phases of adoring the thought of getting kidnapped into the woods, and then sometimes it's a hard no. Probably one of the things I would agree to but it would be tentative and the safe word being used is quite likely.

I don't know if forced reading is considered a kink but trying to read something while other things are happening is a big oofta moment for me

I guess CNC/BDSM already implies it, but rough sex on the whole gets me going quite easily.

I am also a fan of just vanilla stuff! More often than not it's very relaxed scenarios that I get off to since I'm usually trying to help myself sleep.

Most of all, and this is the only requirement, I need banter. The idea of being "beaten" or matched mentally and made to feel like an equal/maybe even a bit less smart than my partner is such a turn on for me. Which sounds ridiculous because I can't word it properly. Basically, though it sounds so conceited, I always feel like I'm 10 steps ahead of people. I like being challenged, and being praised for "winning" any sort of game is equally as arousing as being degraded for not getting it. Everyone's always blowing smoke up my ass about how smart I am, and I have a very hard time believing it. If I've entered into some sort of D/s partnership, it's because I've given complete trust over and I'm going to believe most anything you say. If you say I'm smart, I'm such a good smart girl! If you say what a dumb little whore I am for getting it wrong, I must be just a desperate and silly girl who couldn't focus enough to actually try and beat you

This has gotten ridiculously long and the likelihood of anyone actually having made it to these words is so slim I feel silly.

#believe it or not there's more. I'm just too lazy to list them all #chatting with nonnies #also my size kink plays more into strength difference than actual size #voice kink.

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janeway-lover · 4 months

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Okay i made so many of these and it is all just the simps so be warned. @spine-fairy

Uriel: Are you ready to commit? Abby: Like, a crime or a relationship?

Uriel: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy. Abby: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep. Uriel: I said within reason, Abby. How about I murder that guy? Abby: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't? Uriel: Well, duh. What kind of question is that?

Abby: Smart is attractive. Educate me on something I don't know! Uriel: The mouth of a jellyfish is also an anus. Abby: Stop.

Abby: Are you trying to seduce me? Uriel: Why, are you seducible?

Uriel: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine. Abby: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again. Uriel: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns?? Abby: Is it working?

Abby: I'm trash. Uriel: As someone who's environmentally conscious, it's my duty to pick you up. Does 7 work for you? Abby: Abby: You smooth motherfucker. Abby: And yes it does.

Uriel: Look at me straight in the eyes and tell me the truth, Abby! Abby: You can’t expect me to look into your eyes and be straight.

Abby: I want to be with you for the rest of my life. Uriel: Damn, that sounds like a marriage proposal. Abby, getting down on one knee: That's 'cause it is.

Abby: How do I tell Uriel that I want them to yell at me like they're Gordon Ramsay and I'm a poor little chef who just ruined a crème brûlée?

Abby: Crushes are the worst. Whenever I’m near mine, I start acting feral. Uriel: You always act feral. Uriel: Uriel: Wait…

Abby: Uriel and I are no longer dating. Uriel: Abby, that’s a horrible way of telling people we’re married.

Uriel: I don't know how to tell you this, but… I love you. Abby: That's great, Uriel. Especially considering the fact we've been married for 6 fucking years.

Abby: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake. Uriel: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear. Abby: … Abby: You mean ring bearER, right? Uriel: … Abby: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.

Uriel: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos- Abby: I wrote you a poem. Uriel, already crying: You did?

Abby: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized. Uriel: steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely Abby: That one. I want that one.

Uriel: Just a minute. I need to go take out the trash. Abby: Oh. We're going out? Uriel: Wh…

Abby: I still have no idea how I’m attracted to you… Uriel: Yeah, well, you’re stuck with me, and no take backs, honey.

Abby: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt. Uriel: Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don't want to hear shit.

Abby: Babe, you're so funny! Uriel: We have 1492 days until your tragic premature death. You will break my trust three times before that happens, but I forgive you. Abby: Awwww, that's sweet of you!

Abby: Relationships should be 50/50. Uriel cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter looking pretty.

#abby morningstar #archangel uriel #good omens rp #discord rp #incorrect quote generator

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olivieraa · 2 months

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I know I said this before but I don't know if I made it specifically clear

I think I'd personally prefer it if they did away with genres such as "shounen-ai", "yaoi", "shoujo-ai" and "yuri"

Ok maybe not yaoi and yuri since they're implied to be explicit, but the other two, defo. Or what they're more commonly known as, Boys Love (BL) or Girls Love (GL)

Now with me, personally, if I'm told by the show what to ship, there's a high chance I wont ship it. There's canon couples I do support don't get me wrong (Inuyasha/Kagome, Eren/Mikasa, Tomoe/Nanami, etc), but I wont go out of my way to look into them. Also, one of those pairings is not like the other. Inuyasha/Kagome and Tomoe/Nanami are implied from the start and they are both a part of an anime with the Romance genre attached, and so I know what those shows are leading up to. However, Eren/Mikasa would be an example of one that is not. Attack on Titan does not have a Romance genre. But not having a Romance genre doesn't mean there is no Romance. It's just not a central theme.

And tbh, that's my personal preference. To not be told from the start that this ship is endgame. I want to be surprised when I watch an anime and see a couple develop a relationship through chemistry, trust, understanding, etc. Meruem/Komugi came out of an anime where Romance is basically non-existent and defo not a genre, and its definitely implied Romance, they fell in love, 100%. In a non-Romance anime. That's my fave!!!

I rarely rarely go looking into the Romance genre. I'm more of an action-gal, and I'm happy to have Romance attached in some way.

Now in terms of BL...

Shounen-Ai/BL is also a Romance genre (basically just translated to "Gay Romance"). And I've seen a few BL's where absolutely nothing has happened between the male characters, despite the label. I haven't seen Togainu no Chi in well over 10 years but I'm almost positive no male characters even hugged. And there's more like that, despite the BL label.

Actually lemme check if that has been updated:

Nope, still there!

But anyway. Bc you know it has that BL genre, the whole time you're basically waiting on at least a kiss. And when you don't get it, you're highly disappointed in the whole anime and feel like you were conned into believing there was a Romance when there wasn't. And its just confusing, bc you're wondering if that genre should even be there.

But that's the thing, your expectations are high because the genre is telling you "these two characters will be together by the end" or "at least be heavily implied", and like any het romance anime that tells you its a romance anime, and the main characters kiss by the end or are implied to be together or on the way to getting together, you are expecting the two males leads in a BL to kiss by the end or at least have something romantic between them. And when they don't, and you're like, "why is this even called shounen-ai??? all they did is hug! friends do that!" --- is why they should just do away with the label.

My preference, like I said, is to go into an anime not labelled with Romance but then find a Romance. Like HxH or Attack on Titan.

If we take Starmyu, as an example:

These aren't wrong. These are the central themes.

However, the plot is heavily based around this sentence:

The show is two things. Its based around attending a musical academy in hopes of becoming a singer, actor, stage performer, whatever. And its also based around the main character, in a way, "seeking out" a student from the academy that inspired him a few years beforehand. He doesn't exactly try his best to seek out that student, but talks about him a lot.

And that's fine. Nothing too gay there lmao

But... between that all happening, there's a lot implied, that I'll prob do in a different post, but then girls and girlfriends are brought up and its like "ah... so the 'gay' moments are just fanservice. these characters are all prob straight" and you dont feel too much about it because, duh-duh-duh-duuuuuun---

BL isn't a genre for this anime. Neither is romance. You're not expecting anything.

You. Have. No. Expectations.

But here's the thing!!!

You can go into HxH or Attack on Titan with no Romance expectations due to lack of label, and still find a Romance in there, like I said! And they're canon af, not just shipping fodder, actual canon!

There's actually quite a bit of romance in my fave anime, Durarara and yet here are the genres:

So its like, why do I have to know the genre is BL to think there's something between these characters? Why can't it just... happen? Like they do in the "straight" animes.

But this is another sucky part.

We'll stick with Stamyu.

If this did have BL as a genre, then what the show has been giving would be labelled as "not enough". Bc BL has to mean "at least a kiss", usually. People aren't happy if they dont get at least that if the BL genre is attached. And so Starmyu would be considered a "fine anime" without BL attached, but a "disappointing anime" if BL was attached.

Nobody is saying that about Ouran. The two leads (male and female) never kissed and its considered one of the best romance animes

And that's a romance anime, not an action series with romance in the background.

But if Starmyu was labelled as BL and all they did was hug, people would be hella disappointed. However, as a non-BL, people would be happy to see them just hug, that would be enough.

It sucks bc, Yuri on Ice came along and did it.

It is not a BL labelled anime

But we know that despite mostly being centred around sports, it 100% has an actual canon Gay Romance

In. A. Non. BL. Or. Romance. Labelled. Anime.

Which changed the fucking game for a brief moment, and I haven't seen anything like it since.

BL to me sometimes feels like a warning. Like "if you enter this anime, it is gay, be warned."

It didn't take any geniuses to know that Yuri on Ice wasn't a manly anime for manly mens, and was most likely catered to girls, but, dudes could still watch it and be shocked when the gay happened, and be like "Ok I knew this anime was a little sparkly and shit, but I still watched it for the sport regardless of it being ice-skating... But why they have to put this gay shit in here??? If it had said fucking BL or yaoi, I would have stayed away! Now I'm forced to see this with my own eyes!!!"

See. We should really just do away with that genre. Not only would it be progressive, but so much fun lmao

#shounen ai #the homophobes getting 8 eps into an anime and going 'hold on a minute #I'm aware this is a sports or musical or something anime that centres around a group of dudes #but like... they have girlfriends right? in the background #or offscreen right?#right?#right????'#yuri on ice

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sunny-bunnys-blog · 1 year

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I got the second part of dad Thousand complete and am now very sleepy, I hope you all enjoy this part :)

"Wait, what?!" Yuma exclaimed at Astral, his eyes wide as a deer in headlights.

"So you're trying to tell me that Don Thousand, THE ACTUAL GOD OF CHAOS AND BARIAN WORLD, is your dad?! Why didn't you tell me?!" Astral paused for a moment before answering.

"I didn't even know that he was my father, I didn't remember it. But I'm happy I remember now, although…" "What? Is he giving you a hard time? I'll destroy him!" Yuma said, raising a first before getting cut off my Astral.

Panicked, Astral grabbed Yuma's hands and brought them down before speaking again. "No, it's not anything like that! It's actually quite the opposite, he seems to be watching my every move and seemingly panics when he thinks I've got hurt and I don't know why.”

“Well duh, that’s what parents do!” Yuma laughed, gaining a confused hum and tilted head from the blue alien. “Excuse me?” “y’know what i mean, right? Parents will always find something to worry about! Trust me, if you ever get sick and he finds out, he’ll probably freak!”

Ironically, a week after Yuma had said that, Astral had fallen ill with a fever

That day, Astral had woken up feeling worse than ever, his entire body was aching and he felt cold. He decided to try to ignore it and put on his school uniform.

But this didn't go unnoticed by Don Thousand. Oh no, he noticed Astral looked ill.

"Astral." Don Thousand said to the teenager, causing him to tense up.

Astral began to panic slightly, did he already know? He couldn't have, so Astral just needed to play it cool, right? "Y-yes, father?"

Don Thousand was sure of it, Astral's voice sounded weak and he seemed more tired than usual. "Are you okay? You look sick."

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine." Astral replied quickly, losing his voice halfway through and causing his father to become evermore worried.

Oh God, he knew, didn't he? All of a sudden, he felt Adonis's gentle hand on his forehead, making him completely freeze in place.

"You're warm. Too warm, so you won't be going into school today." "W-What?! No, I'm fine, I swear!" Astral cried, but his voice only made Don more sure of his choice.

"Don't argue with me and get back to bed, you're sick." Don Thousand said, making his son pout but he was quick to obey.

But strangely enough, he wished that Astral would disobey for once. He wished that his son had more of that teenager mischief in himself to talk back.

Oh well, he might, one day.

By the time Don Thousand went to check on Astral, he seemed to already be asleep. He smiles softly and crouches near the bed.

His heart squeezes a bit when he lays his eyes on the scar across his precious child's face. If he had only known where Eliphas had taken Astral, he could've stopped this all from happening!...

Astral begins to groan in his sleep, squirming around uncomfortably and frowning. He was having a nightmare again.

Thinking quickly, the adult held the teenager's hands softly so as to not hurt him and ran his thumb over his palms.

Eventually, Astral stopped moving around and was peaceful again, a tiny smile finding itself onto both of the alien's faces.

"Oh Honeybee, what did I ever do to deserve a son like you?.." He places a tender kiss on the scar and begins to raise to go, only to be stopped by a weak tightening on his wrist.

It was Astral. He was still asleep, but gripped his wrist despite that. "Papa… love you…" Astral whispers in sleep, hugging his father's hand.

Don Thousand sits back down next to the bed, watching as his only child holds his hand. "I suppose… that I can stay for a little longer.."

#finally got it done :)#so tender #tooth rotting fluff #astral zexal #zexal #yuma tsukumo #don thousand

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anicekidlikeme · 6 days

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What's a nice kid like me doing here?

What I want to do today is be mad.

I am sitting here full of anger- I feel my feet on the floor, the painful arch of my back, and all the discomfort it causes me when I sit in stiff chairs. In a moment, I know I will start noticing the intensity of my breath. The space around my skull and neck feel like they are filled with hot lava ready to be poured on the first person i talk to, and I just want to cuss somebody out. Fucking shit. fuckety fuck.

Today, I am mad about having no time. I got cranky at my boyfriend this morning because he asked if he could go play golf (which felt extremely bitchy by the way, especially in the presence of his lovely blue puppy-dog eyes). I wanted to shout at him, and say, its a SUNDAY! A Sunday that you promised to spend with ME! Today is your Vai day, and I want Vai day. But I did not. I instead said he should do what he wants, while my little heart was screaming so loudly I want you to want to be with me!! Please don't leave me alone!

After years of focusing negatively on my sentimentality, I have started to find comfort in my moments of anger. That is how you create space for new, happier shit. I used to never let myself feel that, complaining is easier. Whats a nice kid like me doing here? In this fucking shithole I'd think. I know Drew and I will be okay, and I know all this anger will instantly work its way out the minute I see him smile and tell me about how his game went.

Trust me, if you saw how much he works, you would share my desperation of wanting to spend one entire, interruption free, work free, relaxing day just laying with him. But I don't get that this weekend. Although I know we will have so many more weekends together, moments like these cause a sharp spike of pain in my chest. Time sometimes feels so limited. Like, something could happen at any moment and I could lose this warm love we share. I want as much time with him as I can get, and when I dont, it feels like time being wasted. So, I am choosing to waste it on this silly online journal that I have had since 2018.

I don't know if I will ever tell him that, although if I did, he will say Babe! Why are you worrying about that, we have all the time in the world!

Ugh. It hurts, it sucks. I feel bad and lonely. Its alright. Feeling angry is a perfectly normal bodily reaction. I should let myself feel it. We just might have all the time in the world.

I spent the past two hours making sure this little blog got a clean-fucking-sweep. Years and years of feelings, and thoughts, and oh my gosh horrible songs, deleted. Just like that. Gone with fucking time. But it didn't feel so bad (finally, my fear of someone finding a vault of my teenage feelings has been resolved. Now begins a new fear of someone finding a vault of feelings from my 20s).

Drew is the perfect partner for me, and I do not tell him that enough but I sure wish I could go outside and scream it sometimes. DREW!!!! YOU ARE THE PERFECT PARTNER FOR ME!! But I don't usually do the screaming thing, so this is better.

Anger is fine. Fucking duh. My life is filled with so much love and such great things. I can admire how the grass grows, take pictures of silly things, drink a hot matcha, drink an iced matcha, tell my friends I love them, and then go home and have a secret blog. With the way things have been lately, ive been thinking shit. What's a kid like me doing here? In this wonderful fucking life.

Wait till you fucking hear about how school is going.

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west-tokyo-incidents · 6 months

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Facility incorrect quotes because I'm in a silly goofy mood.

Things I've learned from this;

Dubois thinks Trickery is the spawn of Satan.

Songbird thinks Trickery is very... Interesting(derogatory).

Trickery: I think I mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart.

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Dubois: Hey, Garion?

Garion: Yeah?

Dubois: Can a person breathe inside a washing machine while it’s on?

Garion:

Garion: Where’s Trickery?

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Dubois, to Trickery: Are you peanuts? Because I want to boil you alive.

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Dubois: The saying “it is better to beg forgiveness than to ask permission” no longer applies to Garion.

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Songbird: I trusted you!

Garion: Why?

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Dubois: Okay, if we can't do it by sheer force, we'll do it my way.

Songbird: But your way is sheer force!

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Songbird: What kinds of sounds annoy you?

Trickery: Are we talking real sounds or imaginary ones?

Songbird, now interested: Lets say imaginary.

Trickery: Spiders wearing flip flops.

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*Dubois is casually searching around the room*

Garion: Hey Dubois, what’re you looking for?

Dubois: My will to live.

*Songbird walks into the room*

Dubois: Oh, there it is.

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Garion: Oh, my God. Do you know what this is?

Dubois: It’s a book. There’s a lot of those in here, this is a library.

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Garion: Why are you smiling?

Dubois: What? I can’t just be happy?

Songbird: Trickery tripped and fell in the parking lot.

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Songbird: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy.

Dubois: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep.

Songbird: I said within reason, Dubois. How about I murder that guy?

Dubois: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't?

Songbird: Well, duh. What kind of question is that?

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Garion: As a responsible adult-

Dubois: *chuckles*

Garion: … As a responsible adult—

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Dubois: Remember, when burying a body, make sure to cover it with endangered plants so it’s illegal to dig up!

Dubois: Make sure to follow me for more gardening tips!

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Dubois: You have to apologize to them Songbird.

Songbird: Fine! But I must warn you that this might make me a better, nicer person and that is NOT the person you fell in love with!

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Dubois: Hey, Songbird, have you thought about having children?

Songbird: ...

Songbird: Does looking over you and the others not seem like I already do? Because I promise you, it sure feels like it.

Dubois: But we're not childr-

Songbird, already distracted: TRICKERY, PUT THE FIRE DOWN!

#incorrect quotes #the facility #dubois #songbird #garion dubois #trickery

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well, out of the blue, someone contacted me from grade school that I haven't seen in over 15 years and was never even friends with, really. he was the funny popular athletic guy, always hanging out with the popular girls. I thought he was just adding me on fb out of curiosity due to having shared childhood experiences, as one is wont to do. whenever this happens I hope they contact me to actually catch up and say hello, but they never do. this time, I was wrong!

he told me he always thought I was cute but never said anything. HAHAHA. I still don't know if I believe him, and am skeptical that he's just saying this to get in my pants. I am VERY wary of all male attention after what I have experienced, so it may take a lot for me to be convinced if he is genuine. If it's true though, I almost can't believe it still. he was popular and I was quiet and weird. but, I guess it's possible.

he asked me if I thought he was cute. I can't quite remember if I did, but perhaps I did. to be honest I think I did think he was cute but I didn't allow myself to dwell on it because it would be highly taboo for me to like this person due to my family's, well, racism......which is a whole other issue and I hate it

he asked me for pictures but I playfully declined. he can look through my facebook pictures. admittedly there are not a lot of recent pics of me on fb, especially "full body" but oh well for him. he asked me if I still look the same before that, like lmao I'm not 13 anymore so no????? I am a voluminous lady, so in my mind this question becomes "are you fat and ugly now?" and a filter for whether I'm worth his time as a potential sexual partner. I don't like it. but I do acknowledge that he could be genuinely curious and I am reading into the question too much. SKEPTICAL. there is also a part of me that wants to be confident and happily share photos of myself. and another part that immediately rejects spending the energy it takes to accommodate the request of a man I don't have any type of relationship with.

we're supposed to get coffee sometime over the next 2 weeks. I told him to let me know when and where - he can do that work since he wants to see me so badly. I'm still not sure he'll follow through, but maybe he will. he was dodging my questions about places he likes to get coffee. so I'm not sure he even drinks coffee LOL

I basically never entertain guys around my age. I have always been with or wanted to be with older men. unfortunately that started when I was 14 :melty face:

I've been wanting to dip my toe into the dating world for a while but never put any effort into it. I recognize that it's highly triggering for me and I have a LOT of inner work to do before I might feel closer to "ready" for a new relationship. HOWEVER: I also know that healing from relationship trauma happens largely via safe relationships and that is something I want to be more open to. I'm not going to heal my trust issues if I never give myself the opportunity to trust someone trustworthy again, for instance. I'm never going to heal my avoidance of intimacy if I never let myself experience intimacy again. duh, but I have to remind myself.

at first I was not a fan of the conversation, but it hasn't gotten any worse and is pretty casual and neutral at the moment. I am surprisingly neither scared nor giddy about the situation. I also surprisingly hope we do get coffee. I think it would be a great opportunity to expose myself to male attention/interaction and have a sort of practice date where I can just be myself, with absolutely nothing at stake. because this isn't someone I'm already invested in or crushing on. he IS very cute, well dressed, and successful tho, according to facebook. which is hawt.

my thing is, I am like 90% sure I'm "demisexual" which idk if I need that label but it does describe how I feel about sex. sex, I could take it or leave it. I can give myself orgasms just fine. the idea being with a partner who prioritizes sex much more than me is uncomfortable. I think a lot of my hesitancy toward sex comes from my religious and social upbringing, as well as my experiences with sexual coercion and harassment, which is unfortunate. I don't want my body image to get in the way of my pleasure either. so part of me just wants to avoid it altogether. but another part of me truly does require some sense of trust, mutual respect, emotional connection, and the desire for more than a purely/mostly physical relationship, in order for me to be comfortable with the idea of having sex with someone. I do like sex when I feel completely comfortable with the person and know they aren't using me. THAT is a challenge after my shitty experiences.

so anyway, I am looking forward to this opportunity and hope it goes well. if it goes well, however, that will be very strange and I'll have a new set of challenges to work with.

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