#he defo would have those fucking old man ass glasses as well
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my only problem with the murkoff account is that pre engine rick doesn’t have long hair and isn’t old af. if richard trager doesn’t look like a judge in salem in 1692 condemning a woman of witchcraft i DO NOT want him
#he is old TO ME#crusty ass#outlast#richard trager#rick trager#he defo would have those fucking old man ass glasses as well#variants#the murkoff account
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midnight rendezvous
pairing: louis tomlinson x f!reader
warnings: filthy smut with hints of fluffness. period sex. petnames. him calling you baby doll. defo nsfw +18, so my dudes, read carefully.
a/n: it's your renegade writer back with her fantasies. i've written this a while back and though it'd be such a shame to share. if you do like it, make sure to reblog and like. thanks and enjoy *wink* leth x
word count: 3k+
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It’s just a bit past midnight when I park home, no one wandering the streets, or children playing about, there’s just the chilled breeze fumbling with the leaves. I don’t notice a second car on the driveway until I’m up close, I blame the dim yellow streetlights and my exhaustion. It had been a particularly busy shift at the hospital, I wanted nothing more than to sleep for about two days straight.
The cold crisp air makes me tremble for a split second, but I am soon welcomed by the warmth of the inside. I kicked off my sneakers, trying to be as silent as possible, I didn’t want to wake him up. A second car meant Louis had come home and he must be tired, it had been weeks since he had a break, we hadn’t seen each other for even longer. The weekends he happened to be around, I couldn’t work my schedule to spend them at home with him. It sucked, and I missed him more than I could put it into words.
A frustrated sigh slips while I walk to the kitchen, filling up a glass of water. After so many years, I should be used to it: the busy schedule, the months spent apart. I’m not, though. And being honest, I don’t think it’s possible to not be in pain when waking up to an empty bed beside me, to not hear the soft humming when he’s doing the dishes, to not miss the press of his lips on mine. I just wanted us to buy a bunch of lands somewhere, live a quiet, happy life, have children, and grow old. Just the two of us.
This was something I would never tell him. Robbing him of his passions wasn’t on my mind. I knew he’d oblige if I did say so. If I asked him, but I couldn't.
I leave a half-drunk glass behind, and go upstairs, taking off my plain white shirt then unbuttoning my jeans. Before I got to the bedroom, however, I froze, strangled sounds coming from there startling me for a second. It's followed by a smile creeping in, I’m very much aware, and familiar, with them.
The door isn’t closed, so I peek in. I see him naked, sheets pooled by his feet, and one hand wrapped around himself, moving up and down with ease, his thumb applying just enough pressure. I feel my mouth watering at the sight, a cramp twisting my belly. Desire gathers quickly, I was so touch-starved that I might as well come undone just by watching him get himself off.
His eyes are closed, thin lips parted. I slide off my pants, throwing both them, and my shirt away, walking inside in just my black lingerie. Even that was starting to be uncomfortable.
“Lou?” I call him, standing with crossed arms. He’s quick to drop everything, shooting me a wide, surprised glare. “Sorry, didn’t mean to spoil your good time.”
I’m half-joking at this point.
“I thought you’d only be home in t’ mornin’,” Deep blue eyes, sparked with lust, stare up at me. I'm very aware of how much I want to be near him again. “C’mere.”
He pats the space on his right side, it’s mesmerizing how quickly he can go from a sex god to a warm loving man. I go, but I don’t stay beside him, instead, I take my seat on his lap, which makes him laugh, rough hands on my waist, squeezing the flesh. I shift, uncomfortable, feeling him beneath me. So hard, so ready. It’s been so long I might just assume I'm a virgin all over again, shamefully responsive to anything he might do to me.
Louis leans in, planting a kiss just between the curve of my breasts. The prickle of his bead makes my pulse rise. It’s the intimacy that gets me hooked. He feels like coming home. A warmth that springs from the tip of my toes to my head, flushes my cheeks, and makes my forehead sweaty.
A “missed ya” whispered on my skin makes me shake, he then kisses the soft spot where the shoulder meets the neck, I let out a groan, moving, seeking friction. His smirk is taunting, both hands going up to my cheeks, four eyes meeting in the middle of a tired night.
“What now?” I say, unsure, panting as his thumb toys with my lips, pushing inside for a moment.
“Do you want a shower first?” He asks, staring at me, a boyish smile on his face.
“I should. I’m disgusting.”
“Nonsense,” The tip of his nose is pressed to my cheek, a ghostly kiss left behind on my jaw. “You look amazing anyway. Why d'ya think I’m so worked up?”
“Were you thinking of me? Getting yourself off imagining my hands around you? My spit and my lips, hmm?”
Louis pants when I grind down on him, slick with the throb of him against me. The fabric of my panties still forbids me from knowing his skin on mine, from sinking and swallowing him whole.
“Yeah, I was. Always think abou' ya', love.”
“I think about you too,” The friction makes me lean forward, sighing against his warm neck. “Nights get so lonely… I miss you so much, you know.”
“Darling…”
“Mmhm, I have to touch myself, grab my boobs,” I place his hands on them, and he squeezes, promptly. Fills his hands. It’s swollen, sore even. I’m burning up.
“Do you say my name when you come?” Louis asks, quietly, sucking a patch of skin. I’ve got goosebumps, I’m reeling from the build-up.
“I do. Over and over and over,” The room feels warmer if that's possible. Sweat drips down my back. I’m aware as to why I’m so sensitive, besides the yearning when it’s been months since he last touched me, my period heightens things up.
For a moment there, I almost forgot it.
“Can I just fuck you now, doll?” It’s a hoarse whisper, I clench in frustration. I’m hot, nearly suffocating. “Want t’ feel yeh so bad.”
His accent thickens, I’m lost, too into the moment to think coherently. I go for his lips, kissing him with passion, biting down on his bottom lip, still moving my hips, rolling against his. He pushes back, groaning into my mouth. It’s sinful. Everything about him is.
“Can’t, sweets,” It slips out, breathlessly. “‘M bloody down there.”
He smiles, soothing, hands firm on my hips. My stomach somersaults, it’s amazing how Louis manages to make me feel 17 every time he gives me that gorgeous smile of his. I feel like one of his groupies.
“Never cared ‘bout that before. C’mon, help me out.”
“Lou…” A strangled noise followed. I’m reaching a point where pleasure mixes with pain, I’m too aroused, too sensitive. He touches me there, trained fingers light to not hurt me but enough to stir me on. “You’re trying to bribe me, aren’t you?”
“Am I getting there?” The double entendre makes me chuckle, nodding. “Good. Let me take those off, hmm?”
“Come,” I untangle myself from him, the cold, empty feeling brings a pang to my lower belly. “If we’re doing this, let’s do it in the shower.”
I slide off my panties, tossing them at him. Louis laughs wholeheartedly, balling it in his hand while kicking the sheets away to follow me into our bathroom.
It’s bright, with mirrors everywhere. My hair looks an absolute mess, strands falling down my shoulders, I’ve got flushed cheeks, and glistening skin, perspiration all over. Five minutes with him just does that to you. He looks impressive from behind me, his brown hair was thrown back, wide blue eyes staring right at me from the reflection. I can see the extension of his tattoos, the tanned skin from being under the sun a little too long last weekend.
Louis is a sight for sore eyes.
We exchange a look then smile. The kind of intimacy that only comes when you love someone, beyond passion, beyond attraction.
He undoes the clasp of my bra. I sigh in relief, gasping when his hands cup my boobs, pinching my oversensitive nipples. I can’t help but toss my head back, resting it on his shoulder. He’s good at this, playing with me, edging me out.
“Missed them even more,” Louis expresses, a half-smile on his face. “You’ve got the prettiest tits I’ve ever seen.”
“You know you’re probably the only man on earth that can get away with saying stuff like that, right?” We share a laugh. “Turn the water on, sweets, yeah? I need to take the tampon off.”
While he busies himself with getting things ready, I put my leg up on the toilet and gently pull it out, being careful not to spill any blood on the floor. I’m mentally grateful it’s not an extra heavy day. I wrap it up in toilet paper and toss it in the bin.
“Water is warm, baby,” Steam starts to fog up the room. “Come.”
“I hope I will.” I wink at him. I don’t know why I’m suddenly so cheeky.
“Don’t tease me,” Lust soaks up his voice, eyes stern. He’d punish me for sure. When I wasn’t expecting him to do so. When we weren’t so desperate for each other. Whenever he’s back home, there’s no games, just tension relief.
He goes in, standing beneath the shower rain, his back facing me. I look at his ass, all perky and round. It’s no secret that I got a thing for it, and I might’ve bitten it a few… hundred times. Whenever I get the chance, really. I grab them, squeezing the muscle, a hoarse laugh falling from his lips. Louis thinks it’s silly, doesn’t see how it’s so great.
We kiss, then. In a brief moment, he spins and pulls me in, tongue rolling ‘round with mine. It’s wet, crude even. I make sounds that would mistake me for a pornstar, groaning when his tip brushes where I’m aching with need. He pulls my hair back, exposing my neck to him, sucking and biting. Leaving behind bruises I’ll have trouble covering. The adrenaline high doesn’t let me focus on that, though.
His hand slides between us, lodging between my legs, his palm pressing my pulsating clit. I call out for him, squeezing his shoulders, whimpering. Just this faint touch sends me into overdrive. It’s borderline ridiculous. How good he is. Or how much I want him. How I crave for him like a junkie craves a fix. It’s the trip of a lifetime when he’s inside me.
I go for his dick, so painfully hard it could cut right through me. There’s something about watching his eyes snap close, or how he moans, but I wobble, my breathing going fitful. He says my name, pressing his soft lips to my forehead, still rubbing me out. My hand seems smaller when it’s wrapped around the width of him. Louis feels heavy and scorching hot.
“I want to do something,” I whisper, high on the pleasure he was giving me. “Would you let me?”
“I want to fuck you, darling,” It’s raw, doesn’t sound dirty, more like a pleading question. “Please let me, hmm? I want to fill you up. Watch it drip down out of you. My pretty baby with cum all over her legs.”
A pained whimper comes out.
The tip of his fingers are stained red, they never really slipped inside me, just circling, creating a build-up that leaves me in discomfort. It’s unusual how much time we are taking with this, at this point, we would’ve fucked about three times already. Either way, I like it. The glint in his eyes, eyes that I adore. Diamond beauties staring down at me, so full of desire. It’s powerful. To know you have such an effect on a man like him.
I place him in the tight space between my thighs, both of us groaning with the stronger contact. I’m dripping and it’s not just blood, he’s thrumming, hips sloppily jerking forward. I feel him almost in me, but not quite. I scream, I’m sure our neighbours would make complaints. I don’t find it in me to care. It's way too heavenly.
Tattooed hands land on each of my love handles, our bodies are almost one at this point. That’s when he lifts my leg, we both can’t do any more foreplay, no more waiting. I help him inside, a little bit of blood gushing before he’s deep within. It takes a while for me to get used to him again, two months can be enough for things to shrink back up.
“God, your cunt is so fucking tight,” He mumbles, out-of-worldly. “You’re gonna make me come and I barely even started.”
“And you’re so fucking big, gonna split me open,” I shoot back, gripping tight on his forearm, trying to balance myself as he starts to pound, slowly at first. “Fuck, baby. This is so good.”
“Tell me who can make you feel so good, baby doll,” A particular hard snap of his hips makes me sway on my step, but his iron grip steadies me. “Use your words. I want to know.”
“You!” It’s a desperate squeal, I feel full, he stretches me to a burning point. Pain mixing with pleasure. It doesn’t take a scientist to tell me I’ll have trouble sitting down tomorrow. “You, baby.”
Louis lifts my other leg, both on the crook of his arms, and presses me against the tiled wall of our bathroom. His teeth clamp around my nipple, biting, sucking. I feel dizzy with the torrential rain of emotions. The water keeps falling on us, warm. It splashes when he thrusts.
None of us is lasting longer. I wasn’t particularly known to do so, not when he was the one handling me anyway. Some people are just skilled. Just know how to push somebody else’s buttons. And Louis knew how to push mine. He knew how to push me into the fucking edge. Coax a string of orgasms out of me if he so wanted. With his fingers, with his tongue, with his dick.
I moan, one hand tugging the hair at the nape of his neck and the other going to where our bodies met. It’s a fucking sight. Watching him go in then out of me. I start rubbing myself.
“You have to be quieter,” He says, our foreheads glued together, still slamming into me like I’m his favourite rag doll. “We don’t need people calling the police.”
“It’s your fault,” My reply is followed by a curse word. “Giving it to me so good like that.”
“Mmhm,” Dark blue looks at me, I can feel him getting sloppier. It’s close.
In urgency, he kisses me, I’m too frail, too putty in his hands. A numbness starts on the tip of my toes, it makes my eyes roll back, I can’t even voice anything anymore, entirely surrendered to him. To the vulnerability of this moment. Being his as much as he’s mine.
Time stands still whenever I’m with him. And right now, I can’t even keep track of it, too lost in him. That’s why I don’t know how long it took, it could’ve been seconds or minutes or hours. But I broke. Went up screaming. Barely registering he was telling me to shush, that it was too late in the night to be so loud. If that was what he was saying at all.
I’m shuddering, that I can tell with conviction, convulsing. That doesn’t happen often. I mean, it’s always fucking good, but like this, like I’m on something, that’s exceptional. At one point, he growls, squeezing me tighter. His hips stutter, face squashed against my chest. He spends himself inside me, as it was promised. I’m beyond satisfied, I’m in a state of bliss no one can reach me. Where the world doesn’t exist, only him.
Louis stays in for a while longer, nuzzling between my breasts, I play with his hair, a bubbly smile on my face. No high higher than this. He helps me down, I don’t trust my feet, clinging to him like a child. A chuckle falls from his lips.
“That good, huh?”
I just nod.
“I’ll help you clean up.”
With a sponge and a bit of liquid soap, Louis rubs down my body, taking his time to bubble me up. I’m still sensitive to touch, I have to pull his hand away when he tries to touch me down there, where I’m probably red and still swollen. I can feel the burn. Good burn, though.
When we both finish cleaning ourselves up, we step out of the shower. He still has a protective hand around my waistline. I wince at the thought of moving away, but I have to, I can tell I’m one second shy of making a mess on the floor.
He fetches us towels while I go deal with the bloody problem. Pun intended. I clean the dripping blood mixed with cum on my thighs, and when I look up, deep blue is fixed on me. As if entranced.
“What?”
“You just look hot.”
A little laugh slips.
“Thanks. You don’t look so bad,” I groan, it’s still sore-ish when I slide the tampon in. “You really did a number on me.”
“Eh, who’s counting?”
Louis winks, helping me up, I’m still weak on the legs. There’s no need to get dressed, so we wrap ourselves under the sheets, our sopping hair making stains on the pillows.
It’s so painfully intimate.
“I love you,” I whisper, half-asleep, minutes later.
“I love you more.”
His voice is the last sound I hear before I drift to the first night of sleep where I feel full, happy, and satiated. Slept like a queen, his arms wrapped around my waist, cheek pressed to my back. I was on my little piece of heaven and no one could ever snap me out.
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Whump●tober - Isolation
Veg-notables: ::crawls out from under a rock..clears throat as if nothing happened::
Little late getting this one out due to...life...food...irritating biological need to sleep.. All that fun stuff.
@gumnut-logic - KOALA!!!
Thunderheads, you guys are a riot. I love reading your reactions to the crazy sh!t I’m putting these guys through. I can almost feel the laser beams pointing at my forehead.. Tee he he.. Can defo feel the assault’mallows.. ::bounces one of @gumnut-logic head::
Obligatory whumptober stuff: @whumptober2019 @la-vie-en-whump
Blanket warning: stuff happens.. O.o;
Characters: Scott, Gordon/Penny, Colonel Casey
Whumptober - TaG’verse
Previous post can be found HERE
7. Isolation
Enjoy…
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Gordon scowled at the transparent 3-D rendering of his Godmother and resisted the compulsion to swear. Foul language wouldn’t get him anywhere with the formidable woman except disapproval from all those sitting within ear shot and a disconnected call.
“Look,” Gordon beseeched. “We need Scott back here. Things aren’t looking good.”
“I understand the urgency,” The commanding voice of the Colonel softened. “But this is out of my hands. He nearly beat a man to death and we can’t just ignore that.”
“Colonel,” Gordon voice raised as he pushed up from his chair, winced at a twinge in his back. Fucking plastic torture device. A look from the attending at the nurses station had him gritting his teeth with frustration “That so called man, has landed my brother in the ICU with a tube shoved down his throat to keep him alive. At least Scott left that piece of shit still breathing. Which is more than I can say for Virgil. One of ours is rapping on death’s door. You’ll have to excuse us if we don’d give a royal flying fuck what the GDF wants right now.”
The colonel visage soured as anger sparked in her gaze. “No organization is an island, Gordon.”
Gordon eye twitched, well technically iR’s home base was an island…if the day hadn’t been so ‘arse over teakettle’ as Penny had occasion to say, he would comment on that little tidbit. Right now though, it wouldn't get them anywhere
“There are rules in place that have to be adhered to.” She went on. ”Laws, international ones put in place by the World Union that are not kindly suggestions no matter who the individual is or what the cause. He crossed, unauthorized into Canadian airspace without their foreknowledge or direct invitation and attacked someone on their soil. A dual citizen at that. Yes, it was with provocation but it doesn’t excuse his actions or the handful of laws that he decided didn’t apply to him.”
“Really, with everything we have done? The lives we’ve saved? This is the response we’re gonna to get?” His voice took on a pleading edge and he looked away. “Aunty Val, Virgil is dying.”
The authoritative posture dropped away from his Aunt with the utterance of those three words.. The sternness and anger evaporating to be replaced with the woman they had spent so much time with as children. “Gordy,” Her voice underlaid with a fount of emotions. “I am doing everything I can. This is coming down from the top brass and the odds are stacked.”
Gordon’s expression must have revealed something the seasoned GDF colonel didn’t like because she sighed and gave a brief nod. “I’ll call in a few markers. Shake some tree and see what falls out.
“Thank you,” And his gratitude was real. His eyes held hers a moment before skittering away. A hand reaching up to dash away at his face before turning back.
“I can’t promise anything. If you have any options on your side I suggest you try them.” Her brow rose pointedly and it took Gordon a moment to understand what she meant.
As realization dawned, he tipped his head in a nod. “I understand. Thank you.”
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Scott's pensive stare drilled holes in cold grey, unadorned walls of the interrogation room. He'd lost track of how long ago he'd been accompanied into this friendly little corner of GDF territory and shifted his weight on the hard, metal chair. Enough time for his legs to go numb from disuse.
The bright overhead panel lighting was unforgiving as it drove a spike through his brain when he rolled his head on his protesting neck. The tension unrelenting with the stark, searing luminescence frying his retinas.
‘Note to self,’ he thought wearily. ‘Lights suck.’
He wanted to yell and scream at the GDF to let him out but he knew it was pointless. He was well aware of how this worked. Making a person 'sweat it out' was an old tactic. One he went through counter intelligence training for back in his military days. A brief in-counter but one that was necessary prior to a rather sketchy mission that had a very small success rate.
Let the suspect sit and stew so you could use their mental exhaustion against them. Throw them off balance. Then when they reached the point of critical mass, grill them hard.
His stare shifted to the two way glass. He wouldn't give them the satisfaction of seeing himself crack. He was too proud for that. And his energies were best used elsewhere on other things. Like getting back to his family...to Virgil.
The image of the prone figure that flashed through his mind pulled Scott up short and he schooled his features. If he let himself go down that rabbit hole again he was done for.
It was his own actions that put him here and he would have to live with it. It didn’t stop him from yearning to be elsewhere. Being cut off and not knowing how his family was fairing was slowly killing him but he’d made the decision, against the colonel’s direct order not to intervene in their ongoing investigation.
He hadn’t had a choice though. As Virgil’s status got worse.. as he’d had to watch his family suffer along side...as he’d seen the look of despair pass over his sister, heard the sudden catch in her voice...his decision had been made.
His family wouldn’t lose anyone else. Attend another funeral, bury another Tracy. Not if he had anything to say about it.
Time had been short and a plan had been hastily thrown together. One that avoided putting anyone else in harm's way bar himself.
Now, thanks to him, the GDF had an illegal bio-weapon manufacturer under lock and key. The makings of a firm case against a criminal organization they hadn’t even known existed and a pocket ace up their sleeve to help them locate everyone involved… once he regained consciousness.
And Scott had the intel he had hoped would help his brother. Along with some he wished he didn’t.
Closing his eyes against the unforgiving light, he rubbed the bridge of his nose. Irked as the cuffs that were secured to the metal table, which in turn was bolted to the floor, pulled at his wrist and forced him lean forward to accomplish the task.
Doubt clouded his mind, made him second guess his every move. Question how things could have been differently and if they had been, would it have made a difference? Would Virgil be safe? Or would it have just happened to one of his other siblings.
He didn’t know.
What he did know was that a greedy individual had panicked when things had gotten too hot. An unsanctioned, hidden bio-engineering lab had been rigged and to cover his ass when the top of the whole thing was about to be blown wide open, this scum had calmly flicked a switch.
No care given to human life. To his brother’s life.
A gas filled lab had been remotely unlocked to the smoldering remains just inches outside the door and his brother’s life was now dangling over a precipice with no way back.
Clenched fist came down hard on the metal table just as the interrogation room door opened.
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Gordon braced his hands on his knees and arched his back in the small hope that the crazy knot of muscles would loosen up. He knew the likelihood of that happening was next to non existent without a muscle relaxant, heating pads and his bed but it was worth a try.
The hand that started rubbing slow circles from the base of his spine up to his shoulders made elicited a grunt of appreciation.
“Thanks.”
“Darling, you need to get some sleep.” Penny’s voice was filled with worry and he looked over his shoulder at her.
She was perfect. In every aspect of the word. From her finely boned, aristocratic face, to her intricately twisted champagne blonde halo of hair. To the slender curves that held so much strength, right down to her Louis Vuitton clad feet. Every inch of her was perfect and Gordon was goner from the moment he laid eyes on her.
He didn’t deserve her and would never be able to even touch her regalness and intelligence but for some completely ridiculous reason she loved him.
And right now, he would forever be in her debt.
“I’ll get some shut eye once Scott gets here until then it’s not going to happen.”
Penelope knew a set mind when she met one and she nodded her understanding. “In any event, let me get you something. You are a twisted knot of muscles and I can imagine it is dreadfully comfortable.”
Gordon’s lip tweaked up a bit in a soft smile and he shook his head. “I’m okay, Penny. I need to wait to hear back from my contact at W.A.S.P. They owe me one but I’m not sure it’s going to be enough. If I take something now I’m going to be a useless pile of mush on the floor.”
“Well, that would certainly be something to see.”
“I’m sure it would. The hospital staff would be able to mop me up into a bucket.”
Penny lightly nudged his shoulder with her own and her hand continued its circuitous route over his seizing back.
Gordon dragged in a breath as her ministrations melted some of the tightness, his head lolling forward in the quiet din of their private waiting room. He was flagging in a bad way and he knew he needed to get back up to his feet if he wanted to stay this side of dream land. Besides the last thing his back needed was for him to fall asleep in one of these God forsaken chairs.
Giving his head a shake to dislodge the cobwebs he caught the time on the old school analog wall clock.. He wanted to see his Virg but Kayo was in with him. The idea of interrupting that intimacy was not something that he found very appealing. He would give her five more minutes than he would offer her a break.
Calculating if he had enough time to grab a coffee from the little shop the next floor down he patted his pocked down for spare credits.
He was about to turn to Penny to see if she wanted anything when a sudden disturbance in the hallway had his head coming up sharply. Frowning, he forced his back to unbend and pushed to his feet.
Stepping out into the corridor, he was met with pandemonium as hospital staff raced passed. The alarm blaring somewhere down by the nurses station made his heart skip a beat but it was his sagging sister being escorted from a very busy and familiar room that had his lungs refusing to work.
“Oh god...no…”
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OKAY LIVE REACTION TO RIKAS BACKSTORY DLC HERE WE GO
okay so spoilers again lol
okay so i thought when you played the scret ending 1? riaks backstory was free? e-e
HAHA NVM WAS JUST THE FIRST EPISODE time to go buy 330 hour glasses
ANYWAYS
okay seriosuly thing for people who dont like Rika, for what she did.
You should honestly play her backstory..
it really could clear some things up for you, and it may chnage your mind, just abit hopefully.
you shouldnt just say no to story, just because you don’t like her.
Of course, if you really dont want to read it fine, but it can probably really help.
Episode 1
this god lady sounds like Jaehee tbh
SO CUTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
OH Mina is Rikas real name :3 How cute
already liking this.
WONT BE ABLE TO AFFORD THE RETS OF IT THOUGH
Mina/Rika, they really didnt deserve what happened to them.
HOLY FCUK
I HONESTLY THOUGHT MIKA WAS FUCKING RIKA
BUT IT WAS THE OTHER WAY AROUND OKAY
OR AM I GETTING TI MIXED UP?
okay gotta buy 330 hours glasses but THEN ILL CONTINUE MY REACTION
OKAY IM BACK TO REACT AND TO CRY OKAY COOL
the game didnt like me buying more hourglasses o it decided to messwith mu audio.
okay had to restart my phone THANKS ANOTHER SETBACK
Episode 2
okay so, i like Mika back here.
BUT WHAT I SAW IN THE V ROUTE, thats not cool Mika. you were kinda okay?
you were already a little manipulative to a three year old. “My little sister, should always have short hair” how about you shut up.
Twins? All she ever wated was to be loved and not taken away from her “Twin”, Maybe thats why she cared so much for Saeran and Saeyoung before she ddi what she did.
Mika no, no. You’re the one who put those awful things in Minas/Rikas mind ugh
okay i go back to not liking her, that was very fast.
Okay grown up Rika/Mina, okay rika i like you when you arent doing ur creepy eyes.
UGH honestly im so mad at Mika, honestly the fuck.
CUTE PICTURES OF V AND RIKA YES
okay i know, i like V and all but tbh they were cute together.
excuse me V you shouldve said THATS WHY I ADORE UR SUN BC THATS ALL SHE NEEDED TO HEAR, she didnt want to hear that you loved her because of her darkness.
She wnated someone to love her, or show her a tiny bit of warmth so she could find the light inside her.
So, so far, Mika is the one who introducded her to this “darkness” SO UNLESS RIKAS BACKSTORY CAN GIVE ME A REASON TO NOT DISLIKE MIKA AND FORGIVE HER I WILL GLADLY TAKE IT.
Episode 3
THATS THE FIRST THING I OPEN UP TO?
UR SO CREEPY, WHY DID GOD SEND YOU? THE FUCK WHAT KIND OF ASSHOLE ADOPTIVE PARENTS ARE YOU
sorry what?
Mina, Serena
Im glad she went with Rika, I like Mina, but Rika ive gotten used to it.
Maybe she’ll go back to Mina one day?
Oh.
Okay i dont like Rika/Mina/Serena’s Mother.
and the pastor, no wonder she started a cult, i mena look at his outfit.
WHAT KIND OF SHITTY PASTOR ARE YOU
NO WONDER SHE STARTED A FUCKING CULT, YOU ARE ALL DOUCHEBAGSSSSSSSS
“NEEDS ALOT OF PRAYERS” how about you shut up, man,
Pastor my fucking ass, Devil worshipper is more fucking likely.
excuse me pastor, your voice in my ears IS FUCKING CREEPY DO YOU MIND
UR LIKE A PERVERT
“ your body has grown, is it satan?” HOW ABOUT YOU MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS AND LEAVE HER ALONE
yep, i fully understamd now why she created a cult. okay im only on 3 of 8 but still
EXCUSE ME LADY, YOUR DAUGHTER CLEARLY SAID NOT O GOING WITH THE PASTOR LEARN SOME FUCKING MANNERS AND DONT BE A RUDE BITCH
I THOUGHT WE WERE LOOKING FOR HER FATHER?
WHY DID WE FIND MIKA IM SO CONFUSED
oh, her dads the head of the hospital, okay. all good.
YEAH YOU TELL HIM MIKA
YEAH THANK YOU NURSE KICK HIM OUT P[LEASE
WEEE THANKS NURSE
she just wnated to be free from hatred?
BUT NOBODY WOULD ALLOW HER, THEY KEPT PUSHING HER FURTHER INTO THE DARKNESS
okay gone back to not liking Mika just abit
oh.
now i dont know?
Episode 4
THATS NOT WHAT I WANTED TO HEAR EITHER
Mika had cacner in her eyes.
Mika lived a while though, so her dad must have paid the bills.
MIKA LIED ABOUT THE PHONE NUMBER AND THE ADRESS THE FCUK
Did she really grow up at the orphange? PROBABLY FUCKING NOT
I was just feeling sad for her, but then she did that.
WAIT RIKA HONEY NO ITS NOT YOUR FAULT OF WHAT HAPPENED.
Oh.
so she made V blind because of that?
PUPPY
okay no, no new puppy then.
MS. HEAD OF THE RFA
no v, shes brainwashed him.
THE BOTANICAL GARDEN
No V you should focus on saeyoung because ive turned saeran into somebody i regret now.
Rika no.
you didnt have to shut everyone out,
he asked you to leave?
Ugh im so confused?
WELL MIKA WAS RIGHT TEACHER THEY WERE BAD PARENTS
GROSS PASTOR PLEASE DONT SAY LITTLE LABM AROUND MINA, THATS CREEPY
Oh.
right yeah, she only separated saeran and saeyoung because of their parents.
Mika, why.
she didnt have to lie about the orphanage, and then why you said you made Rika think it was all her fault, and then ugh
A FUCKING PUPPY
WAIT SALLY
SHUT UP MOTHER, ITS A CUTE DOG AND WE BOTH LOVE IT
YEAH SALLY YOU GROWL AT HER
Oh.
I KNEW IT
the pastor is a creep, a pervert, child molester
EXCUSE ME MOTHER?
THATS THE FUCKING RITUAL TO GET SATAN OUT OF HER?
EXCUSE ME THAT IS FUCKING ILLEGAL PASTOR OR NOT
dont fucking freak out, you told her to leave because you didnt want sally in the house and now your like THE FUCK YOU GOING SERENA HUH? ugh
Rika no, that isnt the right choice.
EXCUS ME MIKA DIED?
THEN WHO THE FUCK WAS THERE WHEN RIKA WAS OLDER
DID MIKA LIE ABOUT DYING?
SALLY UR SO CUTE
oh bad momesnt to mention sally being cute.
listen, all rika every wanted was to love someone.
defo a cult, Believer’s? This some sort of god cult.
WAIT NO SALLY DONT CRY
oh she was 16.
oh dear.
well that was a roller coaster
Episode 5
great she started working a church, and became a nun. even more fantastic
OH SWEET HER NAME IS FINALLY RIKA
I do like the names Mina and Serena but still Rika.
well wjat she thought she was doing was okay. Not wanting anyone to be abandoned?
she just uh turned it into something alot bigger than helping out at a church
She only treated people the way she did was because she didnt know how loving parents acted, so what she thought she was doing was right to her, since she didnt know anything else.
okay so shes 18.
and she wnated to shoe people her light instesd fo her darkness
AN THEN SHE MEETS V
OH THE CLOUD PHOTO, man when she looked at it she said Mother, because thats the first thing that came to mind.
SHE JUST WNATED TO BE A SUN BUT DIDNT KNOW HOW
SAEYOUNG
WHY DOES TINY SAEYOUNG SOUND LIKE BIG SAEYOUNG
oh
yeah she thought that of she didnt protect saeyoung he’d rot just like Mika.
heh
Oh.
she could see her and mIka in him so she grew attached
she onyl wanted to do good
Rika the Angel but she thought of herself as Rika the Devil ok
Episode 6
YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSUNG
okay so she didnt want yoosung to find out about her darkness
Rika honey, its okay. he still would ahve loved you.
Okay so Oh got it okay.
Yoosung is the son of rikas mothers sister,
SHE WAS SO WORRIED HE’D BE RUINED IF HE STAYED CLOSE
RIKA NO DONT OUT YOURSELF DOWN
YOU’RE EQUAL TO YOOSUNG D:
REUSING PHOTOS ARENT YOU CHERITZ OK
BUT HYE V
she couldnt feel anything? well V is both light and dark rika.
man v still doesnt know rikas real name BUT WE DOOOOO
episode 7
Man v ur kinda smooth with words but at the same time like you just met.
V MAKE UP UR FUCKING MIND
okay so she modelled for V and then when she was doing that they didnt talk much? man V atleast tell her she did good. how rude.
ZENNNN
v the fuck you didnt even say goodbye, just IM GONNA GO GRAB MY CAMERA AND THEN FCUKING WALK OFF
V no.
you didnt even compliment her or anything, you just said heres lets take pictures but we aint gonna talk and thn when your done, i aint gonna say you did well or anything like that.
V you kinda an asshole.
NO SALLY
okay shes fine.
V was just curious about me because im not like the rest”
kinda sounds like it,
YES RIKA YOU DO DESERVE THE SUN HONEY
YOU ARE THE SUN I THOUGHT WE ALREADY ESTABLISHED THIS
oh so it was Mina that wanted to be loved.
well shes still a prt of you rika, so that measn you wanted to be loved aswell.
okay so she stopped visiting V
V came to visit her
make up your fuckingmind V
“Heathen Cult”
well yeah basically.
JUMIN
V WHAT THE FUCK
“ can you show me how dark you are?”
HOW ABOUT A FUCKING NO
SHE CLEARLYT SAID NO V
YOU BETTER NOT FUCKING PUSH HER TO SHOW YOU
okay all good
she told V everything
and she scared she;ll end up like Mika.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
ANOTHER V AND RIKA PHOTO
HUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGS
WAIT HONEY DONT CRY
MINA YEEE
LAST EPISODE
wow thats fast.
okay so saeyoung went abroad and then she stopped disagreeing when saeren was saved
then she met Jumin a year later, sweet.
HAPPY ENDING
WELL YOU HAVE ONE NOW RIKA UR HAPPY AND YEEE
okay so then she got her aparement
and then she dint know if things to turn to the worst or the best
well id say the worst but you did save alot of people.
you may have brainwashed them but they would ahve probably died without her help.
MIKA UR STILL ALIVE
UR BLIND THO
OH
YUP OKAY GOT IT
MIKA DIDNT TURST V SO RIKA WAS LIKE OK YEAH I DONT EITHER BC UR ALWAYSSSSSS RIGHT
right.
Mina believed her.
so she agreed.
SO CUTE
WHAT
MIKA NO
USE SAERAN AND YRUN HIM INTO A HACKER
HOW ABOUT YOU SHUT UP MIKA
IM BACK TO NOT LIKING YOU
MINA
YOU
YOU MANIPULATED MINA INTO DOING YOUR DIRTY WORK
SHE TRUSTED AND YOU
AND YOU USED HER
“I must not use that boy. I must save him”
WELL THANK YOU RIKA
what kind of bullshit is that.
WELL YOU SHOULD DEFIENTLY TELL V BUT WHEN MIKA SAY NO YOU GOTTA AGREE BECAUSE MINA TRUSTS HER
EXCUS EME RIKA
MINA WAS THE LIGHT
mika is the dark
mika just please shut up.
okay she died. thats sad but like
NOT AFTER WHAT YOU DID
CUTE PHOTO OF RIKA YES
Thoughts
thst was um
one crazy ride
AND I WAS THERE FOR IT
so glad i read it.
even if you dont like rika at all
please do
its worth it.
as you can see my thoughts were jumbled in the actual live reaction
but it makes alot of sense kind aof?
im to lazy to write a review so thats the best you’re gonna get.
Its really good, to actually understand why Rika/Mina/Serena turned out the way she was.
i mena i already forgave her in the V ending
but even though she did those bad things, if someone just loved her and didnt feeed her with horrible views of the world, she was still a caring girl even though the darkness took a hold of her,
Im not glad of what happened to her, but if it didnt we would have never even met anyone. so as mucha s i hate to say it, im glad of what happened, and 100% glad we could help her through with it.
Okay, well that was fun.
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