I would kindly like to inform you all that helluva boss episode season is out rn and I cannot recommend watching it enough, Zero spoiler post but you're in for a ride my loves! ~

(Seriously its so worth it and trust me you do not wanna miss the end)

I almosted passed out two times while watching it if thats any clue ;)

Okay I can’t believe I’m going there, but, Lan Wangji’s magical healing cock and also mpreg AU:

Okay. So. Instead of Jin Zixuan being a dick to his crush, he genuinly never had a crush on her at all, and in fact, it never came to light until the Sunshit Campaign started, but JZX had a crush on Jiang Cheng all along. Jiang Cheng, who, reluctantly, returns his affections. Wei Wuxian is disgusted. His brother has terrible taste in men wtf.

So. Things went differently this time. What’s the change here? Meng Yao never left Nie Mingjue’s side. Of course, he did the spying thing, but he never betrayed him (this could be a part of my idea where NMJ and MY plan to actually have him be a spy and send him off after a planned execution of a soldier that NMJ decided needed a death sentence more than banishment, or, an AU where MY presented the idea to Wen Rouhan that his coming to WRH’s side was the betrayel itself). Now how does this change things? Because I honestly and truly think that if MY didn’t go to Jin Guangshan’s side afterwards, JGS wouldn’t have had the sway to execute anyone else in the Wen Family, or do anything horrible like that.

TBH he tries to wipe out the rest of the Wens, but it goes so badly and this time MY isn’t on his side (lol you know JGS would have tried tho, imagine how humiliating it would have been to be publicly denied by your own bastard son at the banquet after wow) and so JGS ends up removed from power entirely and JZX gets made sect leader instead.

This means, that since JZX is about to marry JC, they’re going to have to move to LanlingJin instead of both of them arguing over if they’d move to Lotus Pier or not. Cause they would argue over that. This means that Jiang Cheng is going to be the next Young Master Jin and Jiang Yanli is now officially the Jiang Sect Leader. Nice.

So. We’re rid of JGS and everyone’s happy and MY probably isn’t gonna kill anyone cause now he can marry NMJ in peace and not have to deal with anyone else, where does LWJ’s magic healing dick come in? Hold on I’m getting to it. Impatient.

So. The Wens. Of course, before JGS was removed from power, Wei Wuxian was actually running around saving Wen survivors and gathering them in the Burial Mounds, so he actually has to be coaxed into leaving by his siblings and LWJ and even JZX and NMJ (who thinks this is rather like that one time he had to coax Nie Huaisang out from under his bed when he became convinced NMJ’s cat was a demon because it wouldn’t stop attacking his songbird and he couldn’t come out cause she was in the room and she would steal his soul but she’s just sitting on the windowsill and meowing at them and NMJ is just silently planning to feed her more and keep her away from the atrium and tbh plz NHS you’re 16 years old you’re too old for this plz stop crying) and it’s great. It’s just great.

Anyways. WWX is paranoid af. Like so fucking paranoid. Cause they have been attacked. He’s got 12 year old girls talking about what the adult men in the Jin sect did to them. He’s got a traumatized toddler on his hip that screams when he sees Jin robes. He’s got children with branded scarring on their faces and wounds you can’t even imagine to come from anything but torture. He’s paranoid. He’s trying to keep the kiddos safe. They’re healers, and he’s given them the tools to heal, but they’re scared, and he’s paranoid without his Golden Core, and he’s scared, and he’s not putting down the toddler plz stop asking, he’s keeping this one, shut up.

So. What can he do but make a few demands? The Lan sect may have strict rules, but they would never attack innocent civilians, and they have rules about killing even animals in Gusu. He asks them to send all the Lan guards they can to escort them to GusuLan. He doesn’t think they’d hurt them in YunmengJiang either, but he can’t risk it. He was there when Lotus Pier burned. Cloud Recesses didn’t lose nearly as many people, and he’s still too traumatized to spend much time in LP rn.

So they go to Cloud Recesses. This actually, also gives the other sects a lot of time to get some glimpses at everyone that came from the Burial Mounds.

Not a single one of them was a cultivator.

This is a little different than canon. WWX can’t handle the loss of his golden core in this one. Not to say that he shouldn’t have done it, but that the resentful energy is dragging him down to the point where all he can feel is paranoia and fear. He’s almost completely unresponsive at this point. He follows after LWJ when told to, and he holds little A-Yuan in his arms, but he doesn’t pay much attention to anyone.

Wen Qing tells them of the loss of his core, but not how it happened. Lan Qiren doesn’t much like WWX still, but he accepts that a cornered animal will bite, and WWX lost his main weapon right before a major war. Of course he would do all he could to keep himself safe.

Jiang Yanli offers for the Wen Survivors to be integrated into YunmengJiang, since they lost so many people. It could help a lot. They accept, since she’s offering them protection and help.

Of course, Wen Qing and Jiang Yanli used to Spend A Lot Of Time Together in Cloud Recesses, so love is blooming there between the two sect leaders, and by the end of a year, they’re getting married themselves.

WWX doesn’t go back to LP with them. He couldn’t do it. A-Yuan and Granny and Wen Ning stay with him in Cloud Recesses. Granny talks with Wen Qing regularly, and A-Yuan is attached to Lan Wangji enough that Lan Xichen starts mentioning that he could attend classes there when he’s old enough. LXC is a WangXian shipper and is trying to get his brother to adopt the child. Y’all know he would. WWX spends his time arguing (loudly, but in a room with magical wards for sound so they don’t get in trouble) with a Lan mind healer that talks through his bullshit with him, sleeping the day away in one of the rooms of the Jingshi (because LWJ made him move in right away and WWX couldn’t even argue cause A-Yuan loves him too and he can ask LWJ to play Their Song whenever he wants to hear it) and following after A-Yuan as he enchants (and terrifies) all the rabbits in the field. Also getting yelled at (softly) by LQR for breaking rules. LQR and LWJ have been making it their personal mission to find a way to either purify the resentful energy so WWX can go back to his normal cheerful self that doesn’t jump or hide when startled, or to regain a Golden core so the yin and yang energies can balance each other and keep him stable.

Of course, JYL sends him a message that she’s getting married, and WWX pulls himself out of the fog enough that he can ask them to go to the wedding (he’s being polite, he’s going no matter what they say lol,) and LWJ accompanies him to the wedding. His siblings are so happy to see him there.

Anyways. Things get rocky when WWX hears them talking about kids.

Jiang Yanli will carry Jin Zixuan’s children, and they’ll keep the Jin name. They’ll know that all four of them are their parents, but it’s a way to pass on the name.

Wen Qing will carry Jiang Cheng’s children, and they’ll carry the Jiang name. This also helps to keep track of what kids are heir to what sect.

Of course, Wei Wuxian, the master of ‘I know The Most Obscure Bullshit Ever’, asks why they don’t just have their spouses children. There are spells and potions for that.

Well. No one else in the room knew that but him apparently. Well, they’re still going to go with their idea for the first few kids, and then they’ll decide if other means of pregnancy options are viable.

Anyways. Guess who else didn’t know it was possible for men to get pregnant? You guessed it. Lan Wangji. Who was also in the room at the time.

So. Wedding is lovely. They all have an amazing time. WWX is able to pull himself out of bed every day. He was even able to work on some cultivation items that LQR begrudgingly admits are amazing items and very useful to cultivation.

They go back to Cloud Recesses, and Lan Wangji combs through his and his uncle’s notes till he finds a viable solution to a return of a Golden core that they had originally scrapped because WWX wasn’t a girl.

To return a Golden core to a body by means of very careful pregnancy. Of course, such a thing would be considered stealing under normal circumstances, and most mothers would rather die than harm their child in the womb in a way that could kill them. But this was a method made to keep both parent and child from harm. A way to build the slightest lump of core in the parent, enough to stick and allow a base to build off of later.

Of course, without consulting Uncle (because the man would be horrified at the idea, and LWJ would rather be rejected by the man himself thanks very much) he takes the proposal to the man in question.

WWXA has to think about this one for a long time. He thinks about it while helping Wen Ning with zombie stuff so he can maintain a stable body. He thinks about it while writing letters to his siblings. He thinks a LOT about it while tucking their two year old into bed and reading him a story with the funny voices. He thinks about it when he spends a night in the cold springs with LWJ one night, close enough to touch the man, because without a Golden core, the water is too cold for him to survive in on his own.

He asks why LWJ would besmirch his honor like that. Having a child out of wedlock, his uncle would throw a fit. His name would be in tatters.

LWJ blinks, once, and twice. He quietly tells him the offer could involve marriage if WWX thinks it’s of import.

So. They get married. So they can have a child. Another child. Just. Yeah. Let’s get married so we can mate like rabbits.

They’re in love. Of course they are. But they’re also shy idiots. LWJ is a sex fiend like usual, and WWX quickly gets addicted to it, but they’re both too shy to say anything sappy yet. Well. No. Scratch that. LWJ is fully willing to admit his love to the world. But he’s a very quiet person. So he mostly just tells WWX how much he would do anything for him, and even eats his horrible poison cooking. Not even A-Yuan will touch that shit.

A-Yuan is so excited to be a big brother. His favorite place to lay is curled around WWX’s big belly and giving it kisses while A-Die scratches his hair and reads him stories.

A-Yuan finally gets his baby and Wei Wuxian gets the stability that a Golden core provides so he can continue using resentful energy to dodge the many many scrolls Shifu Qiren will throw at him over the years to come. LQR swears that if that man hadn’t given his nephew happiness and also many great nephews-

Anyways. The Lotus Flowers are all gay and all happy send tweet.

Do you think lancelot is a mary sue/gary stu??? I think thats one of the reasons why he is hated

i think this is a really interesting question!! okay tl;dr: no, and also that term is not a useful one for discussing characters.

So we’ll star with the term itself, which is now actually decried by its creator. There are better ways to describe and critique characters who for one reason or another, don’t work in the story, which is when you boil it down the actual critique central to the “mary sue” accusation, looking aside from the fact that it’s most often used to tear down any competent female character. The question we should be asking is not “is lancelot a mary sue” but does he work in the story and why does he have the abilities and place in it that he has.

That aside, still no. I get where the accusation comes from, especially if you’re main familiarity with him is malory. but lets actually look at this, right?

he is one of the best knights in the world. he doesnt win every fight, though, and he certainly doesnt win easily. in kotc, he almost dies multiple times and has to be bailed out by gawain. when he finally shows up to fight malegaunt, hes too injured from the sword bridge and passes out. he gets beat up by a twleve year old in morien, is defeated by galahad in the vulgate and le morte, and is equal to tristan, gareth and sometimes gawain.

and hes hardly flawless. chretien lancelot is canonically illiterate, as well as on a grimmer not, literally suicidal. he tries to kill himself twice in kotc, seriously. vulgate lancelot is an emotional wreck who cries constantly and gets so overwhelmed by social situations, like guinevere asking him what his name is, that he bursts into tears and has to leave the room.

actually in the dutch hart with the white foot, he gets his ass handed to him by lions and almost dies because he rushed headlong into something without thinking, and gawain has to go save him. hes pretty unequivicaly being made fun of by the narrative here, as he is in morien.

also, the entire grail quest arc is EXPLICITLY ABOUT lancelot being punished by the narrative for uh committing murder and also sleeping with guinevere. it is brutal to read how hard he tries and how harshly he is punished on the grail quest. the grail literally shoots fire at him.

and yeah, a lot of characters like him. because hes just genuinly a nice person most of the time, and he saves a lot of people. not everyone likes him, but a lot of people do. i dont know what to say here besides uh people have friends.

so in conclusion. no lancelot isnt a mary sue. no mary sue is not a term that matters. yes people hate lancelot for being a mary sue. *shrug *

edit: from the mary sue test website, from the creator of the term mary sue,

“If you still really really really want to use this test for some reason, please at least stop using the term "Mary Sue." There are far better ways to talk about characters who just don't work for one reason or another than using a term that's more often than not just used to tear down female characters simply for having a prominent, active role in a story.”

The Last Descendant (Sam Winchester x Reader) pt.3

Summary for pt.3.: Michael left Dean’s body but it’s not quite the time to celebrate just yet. The archangel has already destroyed the planet in one reality and he intends to do the same in yours. To the younger Winchester’s astonishment, you may be a key person in preventing another apocalypse... the question is, are you willing to help?

Warnings: cursing

Word count: 2.555-ish

PART 1.  PART 2.

Turns out that Mary and Bobby did have a lead, although Dean didn’t quite need saving. It seems as if Michael just left his body. Naturally, nobody dares to believe this will have no consequences in the future, but currently they are too relieved to think about anything like that. And too focused on the unfolding situation. They’ve discovered a mark on Dean’s arm and Cas has gone through his memories to find the thing that left it. According to a small shred of a memory, the spear of Kaia Nieves’ doppelganger from the bad place is the weapon which was able to harm the infamous archangel. This is why he wants it. Which means the Winchesters need to get it first. But their encounter with Dark Kaia doesn’t go as planned – she refuses to give them the spear and disappears.

Sam opens up a beer for Dean, Cas and himself in the war room, while Jack is doing some research besides them.

„I’m telling you, man, that chick is a savage! Next time you’ll join us, okay? There’s no way she’ll be able to take on two grown-ass men and an angel at once.” Dean grumbled to Cas after taking a sip from the bottle.

„Well, she’s successfully managed to take on two grown-ass men already, I’m not so sure the difference would be huge with a third party.” Sam comments, earning a glare from Dean.

„Don’t be a buzz kill, Sam, okay? We’ll find her and that time, we’ll take that damn spear at all costs.”

„What if…” suddenly Jack speaks up „ …what if I say I might know a better solution? One that only requires taking it temporarily?”

„That’s the plan, Jack. We take it, kill Michael, then return it.” Cas responds before anyone could react.

„No, I mean take it for an even shorter period of time than that?”

The three men stare at him with the same completely puzzled expressions on their faces.

„Whatcha got in mind, kid?” Dean asks curiously.

Jack’s eyes light up and his signature childlike smile appears.

„I’ve been reading a lot about this man called Samuel Colt lately. I know he made that gun of yours which can kill almost anything and-”

„Yeah, but if you really read a lot on him, you know it can’t kill an archangel.” Sam cuts in. Jack patiently listens to his argument then goes on.

„I know, that’s why I said almost. But here is this book I’m reading now... It mentions that Colt secretly had a son that kept his bloodline alive. Maybe we can find his offspring and have them replicate the weapon.”

The Winchesters’ eyes widen in surprise, leaving Castiel to be the only reasonable person in the room.

„This is great, Jack, it really is, but I’m not sure if the offspring even knows who their ancestor was or what he did. To be honest, I highly doubt they would be able to perform what you described.” he says.

„Well, if there is anyone who can help us with some information, it’s Ketch.” Sam responds excitedly, immediately reaching for his laptop.

The next fifteen minutes pass without a single word being uttered by any of them - the only sound is made by the rubber band Dean attempts to entertain himself with. Finally, the laptop signals the arrival of a new e-mail. Everybody gathers around Sam, eager to see what Ketch has come up with. It’s a link to a Men of Letters shared drive. Sam’s hand is almost trembling as he clicks to open it. The screen floods with different articles, pictures and journal entries about people who are somehow connected to Samuel Colt.

„OH MY GOD!” the younger Winchester yells out in shock as they reach the part about the offspring currently alive. He is hypnotized by your picture taken at just fourteen years old, only days before your family was slaughtered and you disappeared.

Dean and Cas look at each other, then Sam.

„Sam? Do you know this girl?” Dean asks calmly as he can see how deeply his brother is affected by the sight appearing on the screen. Before he could reply, Jack jumps in.

„Hey…isn’t this the girl that spent a few nights here? I was in my room a lot, because I didn’t want to bother you, but I really do think she looked like this little girl in the picture, you know, only older.” he asks innocently. This seems to snap Sam back to reality. And Dean’s expression of utter disbelief helps too, of course.

„I was possessed by an archangel and you took some chick here to hook up with?! Man, this feels like Elwood, Indiana all over again, when I was abducted by fairies and you had a one-night stand with a hippie chick! The only difference is that now you supposedly have a soul!” he shouted.

„Relax, dude! Nothing like that happened, okay? Due to an unfortunate series of events, she had to crash here for a few days. And just so you know, she helped with research on Michael.” Sam seems genuinly offended even by the mere thought of him hooking up with a woman instead of looking for his brother. In spite of the woman being as fierce, beautiful and smart as you…

„Research, huh? Is that what you call it nowadays?”

„Dean.”

„Okay, okay. Say, I believe you. But how did you two meet anyways? Did you hit another dog?”

„DEAN!”

„Okay, I’m done.”

„So, what are we gonna do now? We have no clue where this girl or Dark Kaia are.” Cas interrupts the bickering between the two brothers.

„We call Jody, have her put out an APB on them, simple as pie.” Dean says matter-of-factly.

„Why put out an APB on Y/N if I can just call her?” Sam asks smugly.

You close the diner’s door and instantly spot Sam. Not because of his height, but rather because he has a certain presence you’ve grown to know and would be able to recognize anywhere. He smiles at you as you approach him.

„Sam Winchester, in flesh and… clothes? Odd.” you greet him.

„Ha ha, very funny. How long am I gonna listen to this? It happened only once and I was drunk.” he waits for you to put down your helmet and leather jacket, then hugs you tight. The whole interaction lasts longer than it usually does between friends, but shorter than between people more than that.

„Well, just as long as my memory serves me well.” you answer when he lets go and you are able to breathe fresh air into your lungs. You have always found his scent and proximity intoxicating in a way.

You sit down across him in the booth and decide to get straight to the point.

„You know, I gotta be honest with you. I got a little worried when you called last night. I mean, don’t get me wrong, you know I enjoy our phone calls, but we never speak twice the same day… and then the request for this little meet up didn’t help either. So… what’s up?”

Before he has the chance to say anything, the waitress appears to take your orders.

„I’d like an espresso and there will be a vanilla latte for the lady with almond milk and sweetener, thanks.” Sam delivers your favorite type of coffee without batting an eye.

„Nice, Winchester! I didn’t know you memorized it.”

„Yeah, I did. But you know, there’s one thing I can’t quite recall that you told me…” he puts down a folder infront of you. You look at him confused but flip over the cover regardlessly. Your heart sinks as you take in the picture you thought you’d never see again and read the title ’Last living descendant: COLT, Y/N’. Your heartbeat and mind start to race frantically, not a single sensible sentence comes to you for long seconds that seem like an eternity to both of you.

„Where’d you get this?” you ask, your voice sounding strange even to you.

„Doesn’t matter. Why didn’t you tell me, Y/N?” either you’re imagining it, or he looks a little bit hurt.

„What was I supposed to say, Sam? Huh? Thanks for saving me man, oh, and by the way, my real name’s Colt, but pinky swear you’ll never tell anyone?!” your voice comes back and maybe even rises a little.

„I don’t know, okay?! But you had plenty of chances!” his tone matches yours. A couple of people turn around, hoping to see a good little public confrontation unfold, but your cold stare makes them uncomfortable and they quickly look away.

„Oh yeah? Like when?”

„Like when I asked you about the vampire blade! Or when I-„ he hesitates for a moment then says it out loud anyways „ Or when I held you at nights.” he looks directly into your eyes and you can’t bring yourself to break the connection.

„Well I’m sorry, Sam, I really am. But you know something? Ever since I can remember, my family and I were moving to another part of this continent every six months for safety reasons. All the things that haunted my father in hopes of revenge or just to exploit our legacy never rested and consequently we didn’t either. After my family… died, I decided I didn’t wanna live that way. I was sick and tired of running. So, I pulled a Houdini, dropped the name and settled down. Made a living by carrying on the family tradition. I just wanna live in peace and quiet, keeping up my disguise. And telling people my secret isn’t exactly the high defintion of that.”

„I thought I wasn’t just ’people’.”

You open your mouth to reply, but the diner’s door opens once again and Sam stands up, his expression changes in a matter of seconds. You take this as an alarming sign, and you stand right nex to him.

„Dean! I thought we had an agreement.” Sam says exaspiratedly.

„Dean? As in, your brother Dean?”

„Yeah.” he responds instead of Sam „Pleasure.” he says curtly.

„Same here. And who would this gentleman be?” you turn to the man in the trenchcoat.

„I am Castiel, Sam and Dean’s… heavenly associate, if you know what I mean.”

Oh, you know very well what he means. And he must pay for that dearly.

You run a quick estimation in your head and decide to take out Dean first as he seems the most dangerous. Nobody expects your reaction, so using the element of surprise, you kick Dean in the abdomen and in the process, you take out your knife from your boot. If Sam isn’t fast enough, you stab the angel right in the heart, but he grabs you from behind and turns you around so that he could stand as a human shield between you and your victim. This way you are only able to leave a scratch. A lady’s scream cuts through the air.

„FBI! We’ll handle the matter, just evacuate the place!” Dean regains his presence surprisingly fast and starts shouting. „Everybody - GO! Guests and staff alike! NOW! Move!” he doesn’t have to tell the people twice; they flee in a blink of an eye.

„Sam, let go of me!” you order „You don’t understand-”

„Oh, but I do, Y/N! Angels massacred your family! It’s all in that paper.”

„Then that’s exactly why you should let go!” you practically scream at him. He finally abides by you, but when you turn around, he envelopes you in a strong embrace.

„Sam?! Please…If I don’t kill as many angels as I can, I’m gonna go crazy…” the desperation in your voice in undeniable.

„No, you won’t!” he whispers into your hair while stroking the back of your neck with his thumb. You can’t stop the flood of hot tears washing over your face, which are eventually soaked in by his plaid shirt. „I won’t let you. Everything’s gonna be alright.”

You have no idea how long you stand there like that, clinging onto each other. But when you part, you realize that Dean and the angel have already sat down to the table and are checking out the wound.

„Relax, he’s not gonna die.” you comment, sitting down in the booth across them, wiping away a few leftover tears.

„But I’m not healing.” Castiel manages to say through gritted teeth.

„You are. Only a lot slower than usual and with a lot more… pain.”

„What did you do to him?!” Dean demands in a stern tone.

„Nothing. It’s just the blade.”

„You made it with magic, didn’t you?” realization hits Sam all of a sudden. Oh, well. It’s not like they are the first ones to discover.

„Yeah. Combined with weaponry, I can create marvellous things.” you admit „Besides, what do you think, where did that little boyband of yours get the idea to do so? Or even some prototypes?”

Their eyebrows fly up.

„You mean the Men of Letters?”

„Uh-huh. But let’s spare the chit-chat, shall we? What do you guys want from me? ’Cause I doubt you just wanted to let me know you caught me in my lie.” you say bitterly while looking at Sam.

„Okay, sure.” Dean agrees „Let’s get right to it. We need your help.”

„Can’t say I’m surprised….”

„As Sam may have mentioned, when the son of Lucifer was born, he opened up this other dimension and-„

„EXCUSE ME?! Sam never told me that!” you stare daggers at the person in question „The son of Lucifer?! Oh my God!.....I-I’m so out of here!” you jump to your feet and grab your helmet, but Sam’s voice stops you.

„Y/N! Please, wait! It’s not about him, or even Dean anyomre. It’s about the world. It will come to a terrible end.”

„That is of course if you refuse to help us.” Dean adds.

Even though every fiber in your body screams for you to leave, you slowly sit down.

„Go on.”

„So…this other dimension, this other world – Sam and I were never born there. This means that the apocalypse went down and Micheal defeated Lucifer. But he scorched the planet in the process. He got over to this world and plans to do the same thing. We only know of one weapon to stop him, but the owner is from another dimension, too, and she’s not very cooperative. The plan is to get her land the damn spear to us so you could replicate it and we’ll kill that son of a bitch with it.”

You think everything you’ve just heard carefully through and weigh things in your mind.

„You sure it’s replicable?” you ask.

„It runs on some sort of magic so yeah, we believe it is. But you’re the expert, you’ll see for yourself.” Sam replies.

„You have any idea where it is now?”

„According to a dear friend of ours, Sherriff Jody Mills, it’s with its owner in the nearby woods, about twenty miles from here.”

„I’m not gonna leave my bike in the woods.” you say incredulously.

„You don’t even have to. You’ll come with us in the Impala and Jody will arrange an officer to take it to the station. It’ll be in good hands, don’t worry.”

„I hope your right. ’Cause if I find a scratch on it, I can assure you that shit will go down.”

Transition: The Beast Tamer

After some thought i decided to enable the ask option for this blog with the idea of making our conversations smoother and also being able to share the answer so any other fag with the same doubt can have responses without me answering the same shit over and over on pm.

I also wanted to share something of me, a while ago i talked about taking this blog though what has been my experience as a DOM and not about what everyone thinks a DOM is suposed to be, i've gotten a lot of questions about me a geek nerdy master and the usual jock "alpha" and how do i compete against them. My answer is quite simple, i never compete and the true is that it is not competition, a fag who loves jocks will not text me and a fag who likes my style won't text jocks. I'm usually drawn to the more manly fags, even to top submissives because the range of abuse you can make'em endure is way bigger than a normal bottom, sure bottoms suck dicks cuz they were born to it, but making one of these so "confident" jocks bow down to me, turns me on in ways that are hard to explain.

Starting with chastity is much higher sacrifice to a top to give up control of his dick than it is to a bottom and that is the kind of sacrifice that i look for. Especially when i'm not trying to turn these Top Fags into bottoms, i still don't consider them man enough to respect them but i also know that i want to strip them away from all sense of identity they have and turn them into horny beasts.

In that mood i decided to recycle some texts that i have written over the years and post’em to let you know how did i became the monster i am. First i will share with you, the story of how i not only survived highschool being a quirky nerd and made my high school bully my personal beast in the process.

When i got to highschool i was quite skinny, nerdy with big glasses, shy and almost "too good" to be truth so it was normal for the "cool kids" to pick it up on me, something that never bothered me to be honest, despite what they could say i was succesful at what i was going for, getting the best grades of the class and having time for gaming and sleeping. After 9th grade things started to change in weird ways, i had discovered another way of doing things, realized that i could get away with whatever i wanted to cuz i was just "too nice" for the adults to think otherwise, after 10th summer vacations and having lived my first "recognized" experiences as a DOM i was way more rapacious, sharper and i was needing to know where all of it might take me, to learn my own limits and the limits of those that i started to call submissives.

However i was used to my high school routine i would be the only one to finish his homework and i was going to stick on my own at lunch. Regular year, regular life... something that in a way forged the sadistic behaviour in me, being in this enviroment where i was expected to be perfect and then having older guys willing to get on their knees on my command was what made it so easy for me, i always knew what to say but i just hold back. After first 3 months my 11th grade and coming back from Christmas vacations, this guy Victor that was a total jock, somewhat handsome, muscular, with some spicy nature and that cool attitude that makes everyone lose was having a hard time with his grades, he's AS DUMB AS THEY GET, so he was advised by the school counselor to try to stick with the smart kind for a while or he wouldn't graduate, something a cool kid wasn't going to let happen.

I remember the confidence he had when he asked for my help like i owed it to him to what i said no, i was starting to find new layers of myself and is not like i had plan i just knew at the moment that doing it; just "to help" someone that never saw me as anything else than the "smart kid" wasn't my path to follow. Having passed half of the school year he got very impatient and kept asking me for help against the fact that i had said no like a shit ton of times.

One day out of nowhere he texted me, he wasn't suposed to have my number but he had it and he proposed to me that if i helped him out he would fuck me, to what i laughed and then remembered all of the times he would make jokes about the "fags" of the shcool about them going to his place and making his homework and sucking his dick, something i knew for sure wasn't right, i was fucking those fags LOL so i texted him back and i said "I'll help with math, but will be my dick on your mouth" i knew he was terrible at that class and we had a test comming and in a way everyone at my class knew that i was fucking guys so i had nothing to lose by playing bold on him, at the best he would stop bothering me... and he did, until the afternoon after the math test when i got a message from him saying "Man i really need your help, i will do what you say just please don't let anyone else know". From that moment on, he was my team mate for almost every single homework we had, simple rules, he would come over after school while my parents where out, suck me off and i will present the homework the next day. The first time was terrible, he was so anxious to leave, so scared of himself going to such lenght but i was left with a very specific comment of him that day that turned on on me a diferent interest. While he was taking off my pants and very slowly grabbing my dick over the briefs he said "this shit is huge, is almost on your knee" leaving me with the curiosity of seeing his own, i never considered my own dick "that big" to match his reaction, but obviously there was something i didn't know and i had to play smart if i wanted to find out so i just went along with the small things, whenever something big would pop up, like really hard work i would either team up with girls or go solo until he failed a presentation on biology class and came to me asking why i didn't helped him with it if we had a deal.

- You don't know how to suck a cock - was all that i said and i wasn't lying, he was "straight" (lol) up terrible, what i got from our encounters was the crazy feeling of being even more than a cool kid, that my power was only mine to take and no given by others. He was lost at that moment, desperated and having already lost his pride the only way to go for him, was down, so he asked me what i wanted and all that i truly wanted was him to suck me like the other fags did, i wanted him to rather have my cock than breathe and that was my new deal, he would get my dick balls deep in his mouth every single time or i wouldn't help him if he sucked me "in a wrong way" i would just left him hanging the next day, and it did happened...

As the weeks went by his grades went a bit up and his cockiness went down. He would sit with me at lunch, he would carry my lunch plate and take it off the table, he would eat his lunch and whatever i left on my plate, people knew i was saving his ass and they thought he was just faking to be nice to me. Deep down i knew he was mine to take so i just decided to take up the antee, from that moment on i wanted him naked while sucking me and surprisingly he didn't refused.

That was another revelation for me, and a confirmation of what i was left thinking the first day, his dick was so small, around 4 inches and it was quite thin and i couldn't help the laugh, he blushed and got his pants up again asap, and i did the same, his expresion twisted - Naked or leave - i said and he didn't even argue, i was living my fantasied, i had already fucked some fags but they were all dying to jump on me, this one wasn't, he was doing what i said it, just cause i said it and i wasn't going to let him go that easy.

At the end of the school year he started dating one of my closest friends, cuz she "saw him evolve into a more comprehensive person that was caring and loving with a person that she had deep respect and care about" still i would fuck his ass whenever i felt like it to then sit and listen to my friend complaining about his tiny dick and then tell him exactly what she had said about it... He started trying harder and kept failing at everything but pleasing my dick. After graduation he kept doing it, why? Maybe he was scared that i would say something to people if he stopped, maybe he thought that us being close would keep my friend interested, maybe he was genuinly loving being my bitch or maybe he was just a grateful slut.

The summer after graduation i had him paint my room twice cuz i didn't liked the first color. I would have him leave his house in the middle of the night to get me snacks i would make him go get a fag i wanted to fuck, drive him here, wait outside and then drive'em home. We stopped our thing when i got to college, and even now that he has a child he still asks me if we could meet and sometimes i accept and we talk, he opens to me like if i was his brother, sometimes when he's tired of his routine he comes to my place, strips naked and talks to me, sometimes i make him wear one of my boy's cages while he's here and even if i don't consider him mine anymore we both know that he needs my dick cuz he got used to it and just because i'm a good friend and he's a very nice beast i'll let him suck me, always sharing my dick with my homeboy so he understands the level he is on related to me.

It is always satisfactory to feel that i changed his life and in a way i love him cuz he is the first protoype of what i have done with my actual slaves.

So... no i don't compete with "jocks" because i've fucked jocks that are bigger, manlier and sometimes better gifted... so, nothing to worry about, my bitches are mine knowing that they look like alphas but they're not.

You're suposed to be a MAN carrying a DICK not a DICK carrying a MAN... BE A MAN, DON'T BE A DICK and you will be succesful.

I did these at the beginning of last year so it’s a tradition now weeeee

1: is there a boy/girl in your life? I’ve been dating a boy since Spring 2: think of the last person who hurt you; do you forgive them? sure why not. 3: what do you think of when you hear the word “meow?” maybe i should be moved on from myspace surveys by the time i’m middle aged 4: what’s something you really want right now? the kind of laughter that makes it hard to breathe 5: are you afraid of falling in love? the falling isn’t the scary part so no, not really  6: do you like the beach? not terribly but i’ll go like once or twice a year for like an hour or two and then be like “wow so pretty mhm water. sand. yep yeah ok i’m good” 7: have you ever slept on a couch with someone else? of course 

8: What is the background on your cell phone? a picture of Harry when he had long curly hair :)))))))

9: name the last four beds you were sat on? This is a dumb question. 1)my bed in Oregon 2)Josh’s bed in his MIT apartment 3) Josh’s bed in his NorthEastern dorm thing 4) Nate’s after some party  10: do you like your phone? it’s platonic. 11: honestly, are things going the way you planned? not at all but when and why would that happen? life doesn’t care about our plans.  12: who was the last person whose phone number you added to your contacts? some guy from school named Michael  13: would you rather have a poodle or a rottweiler? poodles are like mad smart so probably one of those  14: which hurts the most, physical or emotional pain? emotional 15: would you rather visit a zoo or an art museum? art museum. zoos are a bit sad  16: are you tired? It’s 3:30AM and I’ve become basically nocturnal recently so no :( 

17: how long have you known your 1st phone contact? like alphabetically? The first contact in my phone is me lol ADia. We have a 20 year long love/hate relationship going on 18: are they a relative? technically?  19: would you ever consider getting back together with any of your exes? I think one of them is a very fun person but I’m well aware of all the reasons we should not be together and he would probably cheat on me if I made him my husband so it’s a hard pass 20: when did you last talk to the last person you shared a kiss with? 3ish hours ago.  21: if you knew you had the right person, would you marry them today? nah, weddings are a lot to plan/expensive and I have other priorities. If they’re right then they’ll be around for a while. we got time.  22: would you kiss the last person you kissed again? yeah for like all the days ever  23: how many bracelets do you have on your wrists right now? one 24: is there a certain quote you live by? “you can never be overdressed or overeducated”-Oscar Wilde 25: what’s on your mind? earlier I was thinking about this song I used to love but I can’t remember a single word just the music and it was by some girl who was super lowkey on soundcloud like 5 years ago UGH 26: do you have any tattoos? Nope. 15/16 year old me would be shocked and upset.  27: what is your favorite color? yellllllooooowwwwww 28: next time you will kiss someone on the lips? 2 weeks :((((((  29: who are you texting? no one, it’s 3:30AM  30: think to the last person you kissed, have you ever kissed them on a couch? bye lol 31: have you ever had the feeling something bad was going to happen and you were right? yeah dude  32: do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to? the main 2 people I go to advice for are male  33: do you think anyone has feelings for you? i’m gonna place money on Josh because he says “I love you” a lot. fingers crossed.  34: has anyone ever told you you have pretty eyes? my eyes are the prettiest 35: say the last person you kissed was kissing someone right in front of you? yikes no thank you  36: were you single on valentines day? pretty much wow tha’s kinda whack  37: are you friends with the last person you kissed? bffl  38: what do your friends call you? adia.  39: has anyone upset you in the last week? I’m subtly mad at myself but like I’m also super self-centered so all is well.  40: have you ever cried over a text? texting has become the easiest way to give someone bad news so yeah 41: where’s your last bruise located? above my knee i dunno what happened 42: what is it from? oops got ahead of the game 43: last time you wanted to be away from somewhere really bad? omg my roomates and I did some drugs last week and this guy was being really weird and I just wanted him to go so badly but even not totally with it Adia didnt have the nerve to be like “hi hello please gtfo” 44: who was the last person you were on the phone with? Josh 45: do you have a favourite pair of shoes? converse are just a classic  46: do you wear hats if your having a bad hair day? Nah hats are a statement to me. I’m looking cute if I got a hat on.  47: would you ever go bald if it was the style? Nah I got a werid shaped face so I probs got a weird shaped head.  48: do you make supper for your family? I haven’t lived with them for a little bit but I probably will soon.  49: does your bedroom have a door? yeah fuck not having a door  50: top 3 web-pages? wikipedia, youtube, tumblr 51: do you know anyone who hates shopping? i know some that claim it but then get excited while we’re doing it so like idk 52: does anything on your body hurt? No. All limbs are accounted for too, things are looking good.  53: are goodbyes hard for you? No. I’m not sure if I am just good at supressing emotions or if they genuinly don’t bother me becuase of how connected you can be with phones and social media  54: what was the last beverage you spilled on yourself? hahaha, probably alchohol.  55: how is your hair? I think it’s cute. The other night I decided to cut some of it and add pink streaks with one of my friends. Don’t worry, I’m fine.  56: what do you usually do first in the morning? scroll through twitter and avoid getting up for a solid 20 minutes  57: do you think two people can last forever?  Idk I think the basics of a happy healthy relationship are fairly simple but you have to have 2 people who want to consistantly work towards those things together and life gets hard so sometimes one person has to pick up the slack and that creates strain SO IDK  58: think back to january 2007, were you single? I was 10 and my only crush was on Josh Hutcherson  59: green or purple grapes? #allgrapesmatter (tbh I prefer purple though)  60: when’s the next time you will give someone a big hug? in 4 or 5 hours when my little sister wakes up for school  61: do you wish you were somewhere else right now? mentally, yeah. 62: when will be the next time you text someone? in the next 10 hours or so 63: where will you be 5 hours from now? hopefuly asleep  64: what were you doing at 8 this morning. sleeping. 65: this time last year, can you remember who you liked? I think this time last year I was the most single I had been in forever 66: is there one person in your life that can always make you smile? yes  67: did you kiss or hug anyone today? no :(  68: what was your last thought before you went to bed last night? “I should probably shouldnt sleep in a pillow fort on my floor 3 nights in a row”  69: have you ever tried your hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end? of course 70: how many windows are open on your computer? i’ve got 9 open and one of them is just blank. why am I like this?  71: how many fingers do you have? … 72: what is your ringtone? a marimba remix of “hotline bling” by Drake  73: how old will you be in 5 months? 20 74: where is your mum right now? she fell asleep listening to a podcast  75: why aren’t you with the person you were first in love with or almost in love? We would never work as a couple. we are far too similiar and end up clashing instead of complimenting eachother and it’s just a mess. 76: have you held hands with somebody in the past three days? just my sister but she has tiny 4 year old hands and they are real cute  77: are you friends with the people you were friends with two years ago? yes and it’s very nice :))  78: do you remember who you had a crush on in year 7? yeh this boy named Kane and he told me he liked me at the pencil sharpener awww  79: is there anyone you know with the name mike? lol my best friend from high school got a dad named Mike  80: have you ever fallen asleep in someones arms? yes. 81: how many people have you liked in the past three months? one 82: has anyone seen you in your underwear in the last 3 days? yeah  83: will you talk to the person you like tonight? yep!  84: you’re drunk and yelling at hot guys/girls out of your car window, you’re with? fuck that 85: if your bf/gf was into drugs would you care? depends on the “drug” and how into it they were.  86: what was the most eventful thing that happened last time you went to see a movie? last time i was in a theatre Josh had flown in from Boston to see me in Oregon and he fell asleep on me for the majority of the film but it was so cute and I love him lots so it didn’t matter.  87: who was your last received call from? Josh. December 13th 2017  88: if someone gave you $1,000 to burn a butterfly over a candle, would you? no that’s so mean and would make me sad.  89: what is something you wish you had more of? perspective. 90: have you ever trusted someone too much? yeah  91: do you sleep with your window open? I loved sleeping with my window open in Oregon becuase of all the rain  92: do you get along with girls? I don’t NOT get along with girls but I’ve had more male friends than female friends going all the way back to first grade  93: are you keeping a secret from someone who needs to know the truth? nope!  94: does sex mean love? it can mean that if you ascribe said meaning to it but you do you  95: you’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, is that a problem? no that would be the best thing ever 96: have you ever kissed anyone with a lip ring? nope!   97: did you sleep alone this week? Yeah :( Josh needs to come home for Winter break.  98: everybody has somebody that makes them happy, do you? yes, i have a few people. 99: do you believe in love at first sight? no but I like the fact that I noticed my boyfriend immediatly in fairly crowded place the first time I saw him  100: who was the last person that you pinky promise? idk maybe my boyfriend? Pinky promises are practically law so I wish I remembered.