#okay that might be just ghost being a monster fucker
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I keep forgetting I am a monsterfucker until I stumble upon a piece of art (writing & otherwise) that makes me realize how much I adore the grotesquely monstrous. In a,
'I want to kiss it', way.
Looks at the tags in my longfic.
One day...
#talking as if im not planning out a mermaid x pirate ghoap fic rn#okay that might be just ghost being a monster fucker#but uhhh#monster x monster is also hot#anyway#camus muses
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Cod Men With a Reader who has powers
Requested: No
Warnings: Angst, blood mention
Ghost - Mediumship
The first time Ghost saw you talking to a corner of a wall he just sighed, already making a mental note to report you for a psych eval as he went on his way. It wasn’t until you approached him later that day, quiet and hesitant, that he started to get very confused. And then you leaned in, whispered in his ear, “Tommy says to look in the right hand pocket of his leather jacket.” And he was shell shocked, frozen in place as you went on your merry way, like you hadn’t just shaken the foundation of his sanity.
And he did check that jacket, dug it out of a dusty box in the long neglected storage unit he rented under a fake name. What was in it? A picture of him holding Tommy’s newborn, eyes soft as the little one clenched one of his big fingers in both of his tiny hands. On the back, Tommy's chicken scratch handwriting in faded blue ink read “Happiest day of my life. We all love you, Uncle Simon.”
Soap - Invulnerability
The first time Soap ever learned of this he wasn’t even phased, just immediately asked you if he could launch a bazooka at you and see what happens. And you, being the mad bastard that you are, fucking let him, the sheer force of the explosion sending you flying back and crashing through several trees. He attributes it as one of the funniest moments in his life, and he was laughing even as Price made him do laps until he dropped.
While you’re in a relationship with him, it’s really not that much different. He maybe gets a tad more squeamish about recklessness with your power. Okay, maybe a tad is a bit of an understatement. In truth, he’s fucking terrified. He’s scared that you might get hurt, that maybe, even if it was just once, you were left vulnerable and you would be unable to recover. Or worse, that you’d die. The thought plagued him everytime you rush in, uncaring of your own safety until he basically starts bubble wrapping you before every mission.
Alejandro - Super Strength
Alejandro was never a huge fan of the superhuman program. It was nothing against the actual people in the program and more to do with the people who ran it. How they made the people under them miserable, treated them as less than human. It annoys him, makes him angry. Especially when he meets someone as nice as you, always eager to lend a hand around base. Whether it be lifting up a particularly heavy crate of food or tilting a whole automobile to the side when the carjack broke.
But there are moments when he’s reminded of how utterly different he is from you. When he gets to see your not to kind side, as you rip heads from bodies, sharp teeth bared and bloodied like some kind of beast among the corpses of its prey, a snarl on your face and a growl emitting low from within your chest. It….it probably should not have given him such a big hard on. It was even worse when Rudy saw and teased him about being a monster fucker.
König - Size Shifting
König is so utterly confused when he watches you disappear right before his eyes one day. A blink and you’re gone. At first he thinks that maybe you’re a teleporter but then he catches a glimpse of you scampering around on the kitchen floor, clearly looking for something in your tiny form. He thinks he scares you when he kneels down to ask you if you need help, finding it adorable when you jump but quietly accept his offer.
Ever since then you two slowly became inseparable. His favorite modes of yours are either teeny tiny or absolutely fucking gigantic. If you go tiny then he loves to have you inside his mask, cuddling up to his face. Or have you on his shoulder during lunch time, feeding your little crumbs of his food until you feel like you’re gonna pop. But he so loves it when you’re big too, picking him up like a baby and cradling him against your chest, or swinging him above your head while laughing. And oh the cuddles are so nice when you’re wrapped around him so fully. He can’t remember the last time he ever felt so safe.
#cod#call of duty#mwii#mw2#call of duty mwii#cod mwii#call of duty mw2#cod mw2#Simon riley#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley#simon ghost riley x reader#John MacTavish#john mactavish x reader#John soap MacTavish#john soap mactavish x reader#Alejandro Vargas#alejandro vargas x reader#König#König x reader
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She was my nightmare incarnate, a self-righteous shithead who didn’t care about my intentions, didn’t care about my feelings – only saw herself with her fucking victim complex. Every time I come close to forgiving her, even say that maybe I will, all I have to do is think. Because regardless of how forgiving I am, there are some things that even I cannot overlook.
Drew my characters in ways that upset me
Asked nonstop questions about world building details that didn’t matter to me, and often times only related to her own character she’d built to put in my world
Actively argued with me about my own world/character motivations – argued with me about my own creative works
Sulked when I wasn’t responding – didn’t ask me what was wrong privately, but instead ghosted me in an effort to punish me
Acted like I owed her something
Actively provoked me when I was unmedicated, even when my spouse said it would be a bad idea
Turned hostile quickly, tried to pin the entire situation on me – taking no blame for any of her actions.
Tried to diagnose me as a monster, tried to make me feel like a monster
Continued to post about my characters, even after we’d had are blow up. Posted about them in a way that all but indicated that they were hers, underlining even more that she never respected me as a content creator.
Continuously shit talked me online, tagging my username in posts repeatedly
Actively played a role in the destruction of my relationship, continues to play a role in the destruction of my relationship.
Nearly caused me to kill myself by throwing myself out a window
Did cause me to self-harm repeatedly, which is probably good cause every time my forgiving nature pops all I have to do is look down
Posted a fucking google file of shit directly onto my page – harassing my users to the point that I had to turn on moderated comments.
The funniest part of all of this, is she accuses me of being a narcissist. This bitch needs a fucking mirror.
I left her alone, I did, I was the bigger fucking person for months while she attacked me and attacked me – and I was told I had to be okay with it. Because she’s my partners best friend, because my partner has never had a friend like her.
Maybe she can keep her damn friend and leave me, maybe I’d prefer that.
Maybe I’m sick and tired of trying to not stir the shit pot because of how it might blow up. I hear excuse after excuse for her. Poor thing, she’s unmedicated, she doesn’t mean it, she’s just trying to understand herself. I’m not here for goddamn target practice, I’m not here to be her damn victim.
And I’m told that she’s allowed to vent her feelings on private blogs. No one even looks at her tumblr, why would you care that she’s saying horrible things and tagging you? But you, you can’t retaliate ever. You have to be nice even if she hurts you.
You have to behave yourself, even while she screams. Don’t get angry, you’ll scare people – don’t get upset, you’ll hurt people’s feelings.
It’s well past the point of course, that any of this matters – as far as I’m aware. I have no idea what the fucker does in her spare time, I try not to think about her. But then I’ll remember, and I’ll remember everything that was said and done and I’ll be so, so angry again.
I’ve never been in a situation like this before, never thought I would be. I’m so careful about who I’m friends with, about who I bare those bits of my soul to. But I gave her bits of me I can’t get back now, and some days it still just makes me want to quit.
To throw all that creative energy in the garbage, just to rid myself of her.
There’s no real ending to this, just a rant, thrown on the internet to clear my head. If she gets to rant on tumblr, then so do I. Will she go back to doing what she was doing, who knows. I don’t even know if she ever stopped, I know better than to look.
Take my words abyss, and give me nothing in return – I have no intention of ever looking at any of it anyways. If you find it, if you read it, then that’s your own damn fault isn’t it?
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can't stop thinking of this op danny/guardian spirit/young justice crossover that I can't write because I don't have the DC universe background knowledge for it so I'm gonna just dump the concept here
be prepared for a lot of rambling
so the JL consider Amity Park a Safe Zone in case of dire emergencies
but nobody is told why, only the top members of the Justice League know anything about the place, Robin probably breaks into Batsy's computer and finds something about some hero there named Phantom but he can't find any other info about him or the town other than that he's trustworthy
and maybe the Young Justice crew get fucked up and the JL are indisposed or being distracted or something and the safe houses are compromised so Robin has to be like 'alright team I know this One Place that's supposed to be like a last resort safe space' so they all end up in Amity Park, and their pursuers are right on their tail until they hit the edge of town and then some fucking force of nature comes down on the bad guys following them out of nowhere and fucks them up
they would just be like 'holy shit who is this guy how come we never heard of him??'
and Robin is like 'oh hey so you're Phantom? Batman said this was a safe place to go when we're in trouble'
and he's expecting Danny to know some shit or have a plan or a safehouse to take them to
but Danny's just all 'uhhh this place gets attacked by inter-dimensional monsters every other day why would he send you here for safety? also Batman knows who I am???'
Robin is just confused as all hell because apparently Batman has this town listed as the Ultimate Safehouse and its hero is listed as Trusted but he's never even spoken to the guy?
real sus
but Danny takes them in and finds some abandoned house for them to stay in, and promises that whoever is chasing them will not set foot in this town, like they might have to deal with some ghosts popping up but human threats are no problem
and they're in this empty house that's, okay well it isn't dilapidated or anything but it has no power or water or even security, Phantom just tells them he's got their backs while they recover and don't worry about it
but Robin wants answers so he's quizzing Danny on who he is and why Batman trusts him
but Danny's got no idea, he's surprised the JL even know who he is because nobody has ever come to see him, nobody has ever given him any indication that they even know he's here, which he was kinda peeved about because he had to tackle every ghost attack by himself
but the Justice League not only knew he was here but apparently volunteered him to look after them?
he's a little bit pissy about that, Robin cannot entirely blame him, Robin thinks this whole thing is weird, like there has to be a reason, the JL don't just ignore kids fighting crime on their own, they would have invited him into their team, offered him help and training, not left him to figure it all out alone
although the kid was pretty powerful, he took out a whole crew of bad guys in one breath, literally
true to Danny's word, nobody finds them, the guys who had been hunting them down and chasing them everywhere can't seem to track them here, either that or Phantom just keeps getting in their way when they try, they feel so safe here, safer than they've ever felt before
Megan picks up that there's something unusual about the place, it's like the town itself is telling them that they're safe here, the air is full of love and warmth and comfort, somebody here wants them to feel at ease, somebody here wants them to feel safe
Robin still thinks it's sus
he starts to wonder if Batman was coerced by this psychic force to mark the town as a safe space, but he's pretty sure Batman's too savvy for that, besides, Megan was certain that there was no coercion or ill intent plaguing their minds, it's just a general atmosphere of safety
and she's pretty sure it's coming from Phantom
they witness a ghost fight or two and are amazed that the JL have been ignoring these pretty significant threats and just let some kid handle it alone, sure he has the same powerset as the enemies plus some, but he's still a kid and he's alone
none of them would ever have been allowed this much freedom or this little assistance
super super sus
after the JL finally get out of whatever issue they've been stuck with, they come pick up the kids and Danny is there like 'oh hey I think I need an explanation because what the fuck guys'
and Batman in all his blunt glory just tells him 'we were advised not to interfere unless absolutely necessary'
Danny obviously Does Not Like this answer and wants to know who this guy is that's ordering Batman around, then low and behold, Constantine shows up, immediately balling out Batman because 'why the fuck are you in Amity Park rn I made it VERY CLEAR that this place is a delicate fucking ecosystem if Superman gets god damn overshadowed we are all gonna have problems'
aaaaaand suddenly it all makes sense
Danny realises that any hero who's powerful enough to take on a ghost literally cannot risk that power in the hands of creatures that can just take over their bodies at any time, especially when this is a standard ability in all of Danny's enemies
but he's still shitty because like 'y'all could still have called me or something it would be nice to know I wasn't totally alone out here ya know'
and Constantine is all 'kiddo I literally had the god of time show up in my bedroom at 3am to tell me to make sure none of these fucks tried to adopt you as a side kick, one of them has a track record with this kinda thing it's a legit problem, I couldn't give these fuckers an inch, this town was off limits. so WHY ARE YOU ALL HERE RN'
aaaand Batman has to explain them a thing, basically Phantom is considered so fucking OP and has such an omniscient connection to the town itself that it makes for the perfect hiding place and defence for anyone in dire straights, and it really is only supposed to be a last resort, the side kicks had absolutely nowhere else to go with all of their safe houses compromised
aaaand that's how Danny learns that he is kind of more powerful than most of the god damn Justice League
hope you enjoyed this because I am never gonna be able to actually write it, have a nice day ✨
#lula's aus#danny phantom#overpowered danny#op danny dc edition#guardian spirit au#young justice#justice league#dc
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My masterlist and rules.
This masterlist might get updated, so if you see something new in here then you know why.
What I will write:
Reader x (character)
(character) x (character)
Bendy x male reader. (He is literally my only exception to writing male readers NOBODY ELSE)
LGBTQ+
Fanfiction in general.
Headcanons, oneshots and scenarios.
I probably will post chapters of something.
Self inserts, platonic or romantic.
Yandere stuff, masochism, sadism, kidnapping and gore.
What I won’t write:
Racism, pedophilia, incest, necrophilia, sexism, misandry, homophobia, transphobia, body shaming, gerontophilia, ( honestly it depends if the character is a supernatural being then I guess it is okay. Again it depends.)
OC x reader, OC x OC, (real person) x reader, dream sexual, Gijinka!(character) x reader, childlike! reader, yandere x yandere. Yandere! reader. (I don’t know how to write yandere readers sorry) Female readers or male readers. (it’s also just kind of not needed since I never need to use third person pronouns and never mention how the readers body looks like.)
(Because yandere x yandere is boring and you don’t really have to do anything with the dynamic. In my opinion.)
Short nickname ideas for (character) x reader or too short headcanon/headcanons.
Smut or sexual shit in general.
What fandoms I will write about!:
Stardew valley ( Krobus, Dwarf.)
A hat in time ( Snatcher, DJ grooves, Conductor.)
undertale ( Flowey, Sans(CNR), Papyrus, Mad Mew Mew(mad dummy), Muffet, Napstablook.)
deltarune ( Ralsei, Susie, Kris, Jevil, Spamton, addisons, Sweet, K_K, Cap’n.)
portal and portal 2 ( GLaDOS, wheatley.)
fnaf (Fnaf 1: Freddy Fazbear, Chica, Foxy, Bonnie. (I write for all of the animatronics, it's just that the writer is lazy. But they will all probably be platonic because dead children. Except for security breach because the animatronics don't seem to have dead children possessing them.))
arcane ( Jinx, Sevika, Vi, Caitlyn, Ekko.)
kirby games ( Magolor, Marx, Meta Knight, Susie, Daroach, Taranza, Zero 2.)
paper mario ( Dimentio.)
sam and max
helluva boss ( Fizzarolli, Asmodeus, Blitzo, Verosika, Stolas, Robo fizz.)
hazbin hotel ( Alastor, Vaggie, Charlie, Niffty, Angel dust, Cherri Bomb, Sir Pentious.)
gravity falls ( Bill, Pyronica.)
batim/bendy and the ink machine ( Bendy(any form), Boris, Alice Angel, Twisted Alice, Sammy Lawrence.)
animal crossing ( Tom nook, Isabelle, Redd.)
ddlc/doki doki literature club ( Yuri, Monika, Sayori, Natsuki.)
fnf ( Hex.)
woy/wander over yonder ( wander, lord hater, peepers, lord dominator, sylvia.)
Toh/The owl house ( The collector, king (platonic only), Vee. )
Amphibia ( Cloak-bot, Frobo, Grime, Darcy(the core), Marcy, Sasha, Anne )
dhmis/don't hug me I'm scared ( Tony, Colin, Sketchbook, Red Guy )
Hollow Knight (Hornet, Quirrel, Grimm, Lace, Mask Maker, Divine, Absolute Radiance, Pure Vessel(the hollow knight) Oro, Mato, Tiso, Sheo, The Collector(platonic only), White Lady, Brumm )also silksong is never coming out (joke)
Poppy Playtime (Boogie-bot, Poppy, Huggy wuggy, Mommy long legs, | and no I do not have a fetish)
Howl's Moving Castle (Calcifer)
The Ghost And Molly McGee (The Chairman, Scratch.) Don't judge me.
COTL/cult of the lamb (Helob, Leshy, Kallamar, Heket, Shamura, Narinder, Sozo.)
More fandoms!
When asking me please specify if you want it to be platonic or romantic, what the scenario is and how the reader is going to be like. I will not make female or male readers as it is supposed to be okay for anybody to read no matter the gender. If you want me to write about an unhealthy relationship or just a fluffy normal relationship please write that in your ask or you might not get what you want. This is highly suggested when asking me or I might not answer your request and even if I did answer, you might not get what you wanted.
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Yes, I am a licensed robot fucker and monster fucker. Damn it I'm simping for bugs now help. ALso here is my ao3 account https://archiveofourown.org/users/Amooo1023/profile.
#the ghost and molly mcgee TGAMM#COTL cult of the lamb#howl's moving castle#yandere x reader#x reader#poppy playtime#masterlist#fnaf#arcane hollow knight#kirby#paper mario#sam and max#a hat in time#ahit#stardew valley#portal#portal 2#undertale#deltarune#gravity falls#gravity fall#animal crossing#hazbin hotel#batim#bendy and the ink machine#ddlc#woy#toh#amphibia#dhmis
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𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐲 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭
Timothée Chalamet x Reader
𝑷𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔.
｡･:*:･ﾟ
Drizzles of water began coating your body as you rushed to your best friend's porch, hurriedly knocking on the wooden door.
The extra holiday break from school allowed you to spend more time with Pauline, meaning: chaotic sleepovers
“Hello?”
You looked up meeting a pair of green eyes you hadn't seen in a long while. “Timothée?”
Once the slender figure came to the realization of who was waiting at his front step, his mouth went agape mirroring yours.
You both had been close since you were little. You became friends with Pauline in middle school and met Timothée through her. From then on you were a trio and would do everything together, but that all changed.
Him, being three years older than you meant that he'd go to college first and in the end, there would simply not be any time for you both to be together. You did try to hang out once every two weeks but his college was way too far and he needed to spend his time focussing on his studies. It ended in a bad note, with many hurtful words shared.
Before you knew it, Timothée had you in bone-crushing embrace “I haven't seen you in months, more than a year maybe! God, I missed you.”
“Why didn't you tell me you came back?” you couldn't hide the slight disappointment of him not thinking about letting you know. “I wanted to but I switched phone numbers and my sister wanted me to surprise you instead. I just didn't know I was going to see you this soon.”
Though you both shared your relief in seeing each, there was some strange tension in the air.
“I gotta visit my aunt right now but we should celebrate tomorrow or something.” He suggested, breaking the silence.
“Yeah totally. I'm sleeping over anyways so we'll probably see each other after dinner. Just be careful, the weather seems to be getting worse.”
“Oh yeah of course. If you need some clothes you can get some from my room, they're in a box on my bed. I know that Pauline's clothes are too small for any human being to wear.”
You giggled at his over-exaggeration nodding “Thanks. Stay safe.”
Once the door shut you felt your mood change. It's not like you weren't happy to see him, you were, but not being able to have the same connection you once had made your heartache.
“DJ Paulina in the house mother fuckers!”
You jumped at your best friend's sudden outburst but laughed nevertheless.
“Holy shit, you're wetter than the pacific ocean!”
You roller your eyes “Really? Damn, I wonder why. It's alright though, Timothée allowed me to borrow one of his shirts.”
“Wait you already saw Timothée?”
“Yeah, he just left.”
Paulina grimaced slightly knowing how hard it might've been for two introverts to reunite after a long period of time, let alone after they had a fight last time they were together. She quickly changed the subject not wanting to upset you.
That didn't mean she wouldn't plan on rebuilding your bond.
۵
The snaps of thunder kept you awake and the heavy drops of rain overtook your mind.
As the time pasted you began wondering what would happen if there was a monster under your bed, if a ghost yanked you by your leg, or if the shadow of the hanging coat was actually a person.
Full-on scaring yourself.
And Pauline's sleep talking was not helping the situation.
Both of you spent the day baking, eating and watching movies. Though it's not how most teenagers take up the opportunity of an empty house, it was more than enough for you two.
What was irritating you at this precise moment was the fact that you were exhausted during the day and still are, except you, can't bring yourself to actually fall asleep.
Creaking sounds were heard throughout the room as your feet made contact with the wooden floor.
You grumbled making your way to the kitchen for a cup of fresh cold water.
The bright electronic clock on the stove displayed the time. 2:23 A.M.
You were so dazed and distracted by the clock that before you could fill your glass with water, the cup fell on the counter.
You felt your heart stop the second the loud sound emitted throughout the quiet space, fearing you'd break your best friend's parent's glass. But once you realized that everything was still stable, you proceeded to finish your plan.
“What are you doing still awake?”
Your body jumped at those words. You turned to see Timothée with hooded eyes and slumped figure, clearly more than half asleep.
“Sorry, I'm a light sleeper and the thunder was keeping me awake.”
“Do you want to sleep with me?”
He smiled softly with a droopy gaze
Not gonna lie, initially some inappropriate thoughts crossed your mind, but vanished once you remembered how every time you had trouble falling asleep, you'd get in his bed and he'd make conversation until you fell asleep.
“Sure.”
Timothée was probably too out of it to understand why it had taken you so look to answer, which you were grateful for.
He lazily intertwined your fingers and led you to his room.
It looked the same as before, maybe some items we're missing so he'd be able to decorate his new apartment, but other than that, still the same.
You hesitantly laid down turning your body away from the curly-headed boy. You felt yourself heating up as last time you shared a bed you were a quite innocent 15-year-old, and to be fair you've always seen him as a bother figure.
But two years have passed and he was now 20, it felt like being with a stranger even though he wasn't.
“You alright?”
He mumbled quietly
“Can I ask you something?”
“Go ahead.” You chewed your lip anxiously. You've never been good at confronting people.
“Is there a reason why you got mad at me when you left. All I remember was you telling me how we couldn't be friends because of all the work you had and how you couldn't handle too many things at the same time. But in the end, you suddenly got mad at me and it ended in a huge fight.”
You could tell that Timothée was now fully awake, definitely not expecting you to mention the topic at this time of night.
“Well, in all honestly I knew you wouldn't want to give up on our friendship. I've always seen you as a loyal strong friend and I didn't want to disappoint you by continuously bailing out on our plans.”
Thought his solution was a stupid one, you understood what he meant. You would most definitely get let down many times and eventually get mad at him, even if it wasn't fully his fault.
“I understand. Just-- Just don't do that again. I'd rather have a relationship with you even if we rarely saw each other, instead of not seeing you at all. I miss being with you.”
Timothée's heavy arm hugged you closer to him. So close you could feel his gentle heartbeat against your back.
“I'm not as much of a mess I was back in the first year of college. I have more spare time, even if college is too far we can face time and meet once a month.”
It was nice to witness his change in attitude regarding the situation, he's now more open-minded and optimistic.
“Is that why you seemed so tense when you saw me today?”
You suddenly felt yourself redden from slight embarrassment “I mean yeah. I kinda overreact a lot, but you know that. I didn't even recognize you, you've changed and I didn't know how to feel.”
You felt chest shake from a deep chuckle as you played with his fingers “Is that a good thing?”
He was making you flustered and he knew it.
“I mean, yeah. You look mature for a 20-year-old. When you were 18 you still had your baby face- it's not a bad thing at all, but now you, um, okay I'm just going to stop talking.”
Once again, Timothée's body shook slightly from his laughter which eventually died down.
There was silence once again, the downpour was hitting the window aggressively but managed to make you feel calm. The heat that radiated from the man's body was wrapping you in a warm blanket, his cold breath tickling your neck.
“How do you see me?
The silence was halted by your simple question “What do you mean?” his raspy voice asked, not understanding the question very well.
“Before you said that you saw me as a loyal friend. How do you see me now?”
Timothée turned your body to face him “Well, you've changed as well. You don't look like a little kid anymore.”
You hummed in response staring into his eyes. The moonlight was shining through the window behind Timothée, illuminating his hair, making it look as though he was wearing a halo around his head.
“Has anything interesting happened while I was gone? House renovations, dead grandma, boyfriends..?”
You had to cover your mouth from bursting out laughing “How the hell do you go from dead grandma to boyfriends?”
The boy shrugged his shoulders waiting for an answer “I had a boyfriend for a little while but it didn't work out.”
Timothée nodded for you to keep going
“He treated me differently when we were around his friends, kinda like he didn't want me. We would get into a lot of arguments and I just wasn't happy. So I ended it.”
He took your hand caressing it carefully with his thumb. You knew he was trying to make you feel better though you weren't actually sad about the breakup. You decided not to say anything against it since his action-filled your heart with butterflies.
“He's an asshole for doing that.”
“Yeah well, most of them are.”
There was a small pause in the air before Timothée spoke up again
“I wouldn't do that to you.”
You were taken aback from his sudden confession. You expected him to joke around about some dumb stereotypes.
“If you were my boyfriend, or just in general?” you asked genuinely curious to which he answered:
“Both.”
You being the anxious human being you are, decided to play it off as a joke. Like always.
“Yeah right, you would never date me, you might as well be one of those extra frat boys that-”
“Why would you assume I wouldn't date you.”
You were becoming more and more agitated, not fully grasping the meaning of his words, and why he was now saying it.
“I've always adored you. The reason why I never said anything is because I'm three years older than you and didn't want to make you uncomfortable.”
“Why are you saying this now?” You shuttered out as he moved closer to your body.
“I didn't realize how much I loved you until we separated. Now I'm realizing how much time I wasted.”
Timothée began breathing heavily, his eyes focusing on the different features your face held.
“Would you date me now?”
He nodded, not trusting his voice to speak. “Even if we wouldn't see each other often?”
He nodded once again, this time speaking “I haven't seen you in two years and I still have feelings for you, they won't go away even if I tried.”
Timothée let his fingers gently brush against your lips studying them thoroughly making your mind hazy.
You were so focussed on each other that the background noise was now muffled.
Your mouths were agape wanting one thing and one thing only.
“Can I kiss you?”
He whispered breathlessly. If he wasn't studying you so closely he would have missed your little nod.
But he didn't miss it.
The second the small gesture was caught, was the second his lips made contact with yours.
The kiss was heated and desperate, your eyebrows furrowed hopelessly from the connection. Tongues soon intertwining as Timothée held himself on top of you for better control of the situation. Not giving you room to escape.
You sighed through your nose not being able to break from the kiss, not wanting to break from the kiss.
His front pressed flush against yours, allowing his hands to travel all over your body with no hesitation.
You mumbled Timothée's name against his lips before you broke apart. “Did I go too far?”
You smiled at his worried state “No, I loved every second of it.”
He copied your smile resting his forehead on yours “Sorry, I could help myself.”
He laid on his back before you cuddled to his side, leg wrapped with his and head resting on his shoulder.
Timothée observed your crimson cheeks and swollen lips. He wanted to tease you about it but he knew damn well that he looked the exact same.
Sleep eventually took over you. The soothing sound of the storm was the last thing you heard, and the motion of Timothée's chest calmly rising and falling was the last thing you felt.
#timothee fanfic#timothee imagine#timothee angst#timothee fluff#timothee x y/n#timothee x you#timothee x reader#timothee chalamet x reader#timothee chalamet
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Kinktober 2021 Monster Fuckers Extravaganza
From October 1st until October 31st, I will be posting drabbles for this year's Kinktober celebration.
Some ground rules before we get started.
I will be tagging all my Kinktober stories as "lemon". If you are a minor DO NO INTERACT! Please, respect my blog and remember to block "lemon". I'm trying to keep this October safe and fun for everyone.
Send all request to my ask box. If it is sent as a submission or into my messages, I will not answer them.
Do not ask me if I got your request. Just assume I have I'll get to it when and if I can. If you message me multiple times asking about it, I will delete it.
If I do answer your request, please reblog and/or comment. It's just common courtesy. I'm not getting paid here. Your engagement is my payment.
And now for the fun stuff.
Step 1: Select a Character
Chose any from the following fandoms:
Star Wars (Original Trilogy, Prequel Trilogy, Sequel Trilogy, The Clone Wars, Rebels, Thrawn Trilogy, Rogue One, The Mandalorian)
Marvel/MCU
The Magnificent Seven
Star Trek: TOS/AOS
M*A*S*H
Any of My OCs
Anything else you've seen me reblog: Hammer Horror, ACD Sherlock, Good Omens, etc.
Step 2: Select Your Monster
Vampire AU
Werewolf AU
Dragon AU
Demon AU
Angel AU
Mermaid AU
Fae AU
Ghost AU
Alien AU
Shifter AU
Or any other kind of monster or supernatural being your heart desires; let's get weird
Step 3: Select a Sentence Prompt
“Are you sure? Once we start, i might not be able to stop.“
“Aw, you’re so cute when you blush like that.”
“Aw, your legs are trembling~ does it feel that good?”
“Baby, it’s cold outside.”
“Bet I can make you come without ever touching you.”
“Can you guys just fuck already?”
“Car sex looks so much easier in the movies. “
"Catch me if you can!”
“Christ, put some clothes on!”
“Cum all over my face”
“Cum for me.”
“Did I just say that out loud?”
“Did you come inside?!”
“Do you like it? I put it on just for you.”
“Do you want to kiss as bad as I do right now?”
“Don’t treat me like a princess”
“Don’t argue. Just do it.”
“Don’t cover your mouth… I like hearing you.”
“Don’t talk, just spread your legs”
“Don’t you dare to pull out.”
“Don’t you know how to knock?!”
“Fine, but… only if we go slow, okay?”
“Finish inside me, I mean it.”
“First one to cum is the loser.”
“Forget the bed… let’s do it right here.”
“Here, let me show you how to do it.”
“Home is too far away. No one’s going to see us here.”
“How long do we have?”
“I can’t wait until we’re alone. There are so many things I want to do to you right now.”
“I could watch you ride me all day.”
“I don’t care about consequences.”
“I don’t have to be inside you to make you feel good…”
“I don’t like the blindfold… I want to see you!”
“I like it when you touch me there.”
“I like your toys. Can I have them in me? ”
“I swear this was an accident!”
“I think you deserve a treat.”
“I want to see those pretty little lips wrapped around my cock.”
“I want you to fill me.”
“I wanna fuck you right up against the window.”
“If I’d known how much you liked to be watched I would’ve invited him/her/them sooner.”
“If we get caught, I’m blaming you”
“If you don’t like my teasing, then why are you moaning?”
“Is this sofa strong enough for both of us?”
“I’ll call in sick again.”
“I’ll do anything you want me to do to you, but you have to say it out loud.”
“I’m gonna marry you just for doing that.”
“I’m in heat./ I’m horny. ”
“I’m not gonna stop leaving marks till I’m sure everyone will know you’re mine.”
“I’ve been thinking about doing this all day.”
“Just sit back and let me give you a show.”
“Keep doing that, and I’ll cum in no time”
“Lay back and touch yourself. I want to watch.”
“Leave your hand there, sweetheart, it feels good.”
“Let me show you why we should stay in bed. ”
“Let’s do it in the bathroom, you can be as messy as you want.”
“Let’s sneak in and do it there.”
“Lick it. Right there.”
“Looks like someone wants to be a dad/mom.”
“Make sure I won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”
“My cum’s dripping out, let me push it back in you.”
“Oh, look who’s not wearing any underwear~”
“On all fours, right now!”
“Please tell me you got protection.”
“Please, let me taste you.”
“Please, ruin me.”
“Round 2, baby” (or any number, lol)
“Someone’s happy to see me.”
“Stop undressing me with your eyes and start using your teeth.”
“Swallow. All of it.”
“That is kinky even by my standards…”
“That position looks impossible enough, let’s try it.”
“That’s a nice way to start a day”
“That’s it, keep cumming.”
“They’re all watching the movie. They’re not even going to notice.”
“Three is not a crowd. Three is just a start.”
“WOAH- is that going to fit?”
“Were you just masturbating?”
“We’re already late… do you want to be more late?”
“We’re gonna need a bigger bed.”
“We’ve been doing it for three hours… How come you’re not tired?” (or any number, lol)
“What a nice little sound, I think I’ll bite there again.”
“What are you doing in my bed?!”
“What else are you hiding under there?”
“What if I want them to hear/see us?”
“What the fuck, that was amazing. Do it again.”
“Who cares if everyone’s watching?”
“You are better than any toy I’ve tried.”
“You look so hot when you dance.“
“You really do love drinking my cum, don’t you?”
"You saw me naked!”
“You taste so sweet/salty”
“You weren’t supposed to hear that.”
“Your head between my legs sounds good right now.”
“You’re bigger than I expected.”
“You’re cute when you’re worried.”
“You’re mine, and I don’t share.”
“You’re so cute when you’re all tied up and needy…..”
“You’re so flexible…”
“You’ve got too many clothes on.”
[Insert your own]
Step 4: Send Me My Ask Box
Please remember to specify that your ask if for Kinktober
Step 5: Profit
Happy Halloween Everybody. ;)
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hey, wass up. I am a super-duper monster fucker, and i must ask. For your characters where do they draw the monster-fucking line? With like, just horns or pointy teeth on one side of the sliding scale and just a regular dragon on the other side. My heart tells my that Shen Yuan might be the freakier one here, but like Shang might have actually have to think about the mechanics of monster-fucking with his extras.
Okay, I’ll bite on this because Shang Qinghua and Shen Yuan’s personal bickering on this subject is the angle that interests me. (I think it is up to each individual person to decide in their heart what constitutes monsterfucking.) To explain how I think these two would argue it, I will explain my personal chart for sorting non-human beings. It’s an XYZ graph.
X-Axis: Looks Human VS. Doesn’t Look Human.
Y-Axis: Behaves Human VS. Doesn’t Behave Human.
Z-Axis: Behaves Palatably VS. Doesn’t Behave Palatably.
The X-axis is for roughly determining how human the non-human being looks. Shapeshifters and illusionists will move along the x-axis depending on their form. Far end of positive X is “looks entirely human”. Near end of positive X is “has limited and easily concealed non-human features”. Near end of negative X is “possesses difficult to conceal non-human features” and the far end of negative X is probably “primordial horror”.
The Y-axis and Z-axis is for roughly determining how “normally” and “palatably” the non-human being behaves. An example of palatable non-human behavior would be smelling people’s armpits in greeting (weird by typical human standards, but ultimately harmless) or displaying unmistakably superhuman powers in a benevolent fashion; whereas unpalatable non-human behavior would be eating people or forcible possession. An example of unpalatable human behavior is murder. Palatable human behavior is just... typical human behavior.
Each case of “Is this non-human being a monster?” still has to be approached on an individual basis, of course, especially on the “Looks Human” side, because again, I think monsterfucking is one of those “you measure that shit with your heart” situations.
Anyway, this is to say that I think that Shen Yuan would be a physical monster purist, in which monsters have to look like monsters (and artificial beings like androids and non-corporeal beings like ghosts etc. generally don’t count). Negative X only: monsters at bare minimum “possess difficult to conceal non-human features” (running all the way to “primordial horror”). Shen Yuan strikes me as a “you’re doing the trope wrong, go do it properly” kind of person, who could be persuaded to at least listen to other arguments if they were done well. (Emphasis on “DONE WELL”.)
Shang Qinghua, I think, would be the person who not only says that all non-human beings can count as monsters (including artificial beings like androids and non-corporeal beings like ghosts), but argues that fucking moral monsters (evil beings, including humans) counts as a form of monsterfucking. Airplane Shooting Towards The Sky would be the trope-subversion-loving man arguing that one of the key elements in monsterfucking is revulsion. That monsterfucking is about engagement with the horrifying and/or forbidden.
Shen Yuan: “...Again, emphasis on DONE WELL.”
Shang Qinghua: “Bro. Ouch.”
#fattyskeleton#ask tossawary#tossawary svsss#the great monsterfucking debate#shang qinghua#shen yuan#cucumberplane#cannibalism tw#tw cannibalism#murder tw#tw murder
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My tablet is dead so Im gonna write some headcannons about Luxu.
Luxu wasnt was born completly alone, picked up by MoM as a baby that was abandoned and left to die off in dark forest somewhere. MoM knew exactly who he was and how to use him immediatly.
What MoM did to Luxu and ultimatly to the other foretellers was Grooming. Clear, blatant, cultish Grooming. From infancy to now MoM would teach Luxu the ins and outs of well, everything. Darkness, light, grass, sky, sea, everything. And as Luxu grew and grew MoM also saw Isolation as a way to prepare Luxu for what was to come. Completly isolating him from the others and keeping Luxu cooped up in the clock tower...dispite all this Luxu did have *something* of a relationship to the foretellers.
For Ira, Invi, Aced, and Gula Luxu was the baby of the family, the youngest foreteller and the quiet sibling who was always hiding behind MoM seemingly because he was shy. But to Luxu, they all where a fascination and a scource of frustration. He would never activly speak to them on purpose because of MoMs orders but he would often watch them from a distance, often wondering whT things would have been like where he allowed to physically be with them. Hug them, hold their hands, spar with them...
Then theres Ava. Luxu deeply hates Ava. She was as young as he was when she joined and Luxu ended up projecting alot of his own frustrations onto her, knowing that like him, her role was to preserve the Keyblade wielders and take them to a new age without unions ans competition...their own lil piece of heaven, where she's allowed to have all the friends and connections she wants. And like a greedy fox she wants to hoard everyones love, sacrifice herself for the surviving weilders sake, causing them more pain in the end. To Luxu, Ava is selfish, greedy, and is willing to do anything for the sake of the master, just like him. And he hates her very existance for that.
Luxus gone through hundreds of semblances over the years, at one point, he even had a few relationships. He played the pawn, the poet, the king and the beggar, he's been a father, a mother, an uncle, and a great great grandfather a hundred times over. But all of that just means he's suffered loss, over and over and over again. He's faught lived and died for hundreds of lifetimes all for the Masters Mission.
Luxu doesnt view himself as a person. He's a tool born for The Masters use, and every loss he experiences only hammers this belief further and further into his heart untill all thats left of his heart station is a cracked image showing the Master towering over Luxu, thatd been completely corrupted and rusted over in darkness. He means nothing, he is nothing, all he makes and spawns into the world are seconeds in a vast eternity of an unfeeling cosmos. He is the Masters, and no one elses.
Ghost braig territory:
Luxu and Braig are in the same boat. Both are chained to Xigbar and both have their heartstations right accross from eachother with Xigs station right in the middle. Both are being contained in Xigbar, him being an empty puppet makes him perfect as a vessal but Luxu and Braig can influence him in small ways. Braig doesnt like doing it, it feels just wrong and any attempts to fully take over Xigs body end with him being shoved inside Xigbar and his heart station getting cracked from the pressure, while Luxu can fully puppeteer Xig and even force him to break his own bones if it means getting a job done.
Luxu has trust issues. Its obvious that Luxu isnt really one to trust others, especially not Braig any members of the organization, because of this, he often has Xigbar remain aloof and secretive with others, even to those who can be deemed "close" to the sharp shooter, not too dissimilar to the Masters own Isolation of him.
Luxu doesnt like a n y o n e. Nope, not one person, Xemnas "stay away from Xigbar you beefy creep" Xaldin? "If he looks at you one more time we're blinding him and taking his teeth." Literally anyone who so much as looks in his direction? "Your all going to die in agony and I'll be right here watching with popcorn." The guys full on not okay with anyone looking at Xigbar in anyway that isnt professional, so you can imagine how he feels about Demyx...
He's a sadistic lil fucker too. The years of loss and isolation more or less turned him into a monster with zero empathy for those around him. His teasing and bullying of Braig being a clear show of this.
Luxu hates Sora. Sora is selfish, he's selfish and is constantly on about how devoted he is to the light, and how his friends are his power. He hates looking at him and seeing all that hope and womder in his eyes, and how bright his smile is, he hates how friendly he is to everyone and how even people who hurt Sora in the past get free passes just because sora 'decided' to forgive. He hates how bright he is. He hates him...
Luxu is Jelous of Sora.
Luxu was Jelous of Ava.
He hates the nickname Braig gave him, "baby goat"
He hates that Xigbar is willing to do everything for him even if it might hurt him.
He hates that no matter how cruel he is to braig braig never fights back or tries to devour Luxu's heart.
Braig and Xigbar dream of Luxu's memories and can see the eons that Luxu whent through and both are aware of MoM
Luxu wants to dissapear.
Luxu hates MoM
Luxu wishes he had friends.
Luxu hates to be alone.
Luxu is touch starved and craves attention and affection but wont get it because he's constantly pushing others away.
Luxu is complicated.
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RP meme from Tori Amos quotes
- Healing takes courage, and we all have courage, even if we have to dig a little to find it.
- I think that people who can't believe in fairies aren't worth knowing.
- I know I'm an acquired taste - I'm anchovies. And not everybody wants those hairy little things.
- Some of the most wonderful people are the ones who don't fit into boxes.
- I have so many different personalities in me and I still feel lonely.
- The violence between women is unbelievable.
- I'm too wacky for most weirdos. Who am I to judge?
- If they keep crashing stuff into the moon, the moon's gonna get pissed off, and the tides'll change, and all the women'll start PMS-ing together. Then you guys are going to fucking regret it.
- If you really want a challenge, just deal with yourself.
- I don't see myself as weird, I just see myself as honest.
- I see the dream and I see the nightmare, and I believe you can't have the dream without the nightmare.
- Some people are afraid of what they might find if they try to analyze themselves too much.
- Once the bleeding starts, the cleansing can begin.
- On some of my darkest days, Lucifer's the one who comes and gives me an ice cream.
- Most people would rather be sheep than stand on their own with antlers on.
- The sense of loss is such a tricky one, because we always feel like our worth is tied up into stuff that we have, not that our worth can grow with things we are willing to lose.
- When you've got the virgin and the whore sitting next to each other, they're likely to judge each other harshly.
- I think you have to know who you are.
- Get to know the monster that lives in your soul.
- Dive deep into your soul and explore it.
- I don’t want to renounce my dark side.
- The truth has always held an enormous interest for me.
- Healing for me is being able to sit next to the butcher and say 'Yes, I’m sitting next to the butcher now,' instead of saying 'there is no butcher'.
- This is very simple in the world of chicks; some are hoochies, some are not, and some should never try to be.
- We don't often see our own stories. Good artists are the ones that whisper our own stories back to us.
- Music is about all of your senses, not just hearing.
- Again, we go back to the power of words and how they can make you feel. They bring liberation or stagnation, they're chains.
- You don't have to apologize for growing and learning and changing your mind.
- Music has an alchemical quality.
- Certain relationships can just wear you down.
- Containment of your opinion is a must if you are going to nurture an artist's development.
- It's a good thing I'm curious, because sometimes I just research how a soccer player kicks a ball and the impact it has on his foot. I haven't used this yet, but I might.
- But over the years you can cultivate hate for the art you love.
- I don’t believe anyone’s story is boring. Every story has value because it belongs only to you.
- Sometimes I fantasize backstage about how people do their laundry. Woolite? Mixed-color loads? Do they fold? Do they press? Do they Shout it out? And the thing that kills me—do their whites come out dingy?
- Our generation has an incredible amount of realism, yet at the same time it loves to complain and not really change.
- We like our pain. And we’re packaging it, and we’re selling it.
- Festivals or radio shows can be the heavyweight championships of arrogantly detached clusterfucks.
- People who are addicted to power can live on the same street or attend the same school as us or even play on the world stage.
- None of us are this light and dark fantasy. What's dark to you may be light to me and vice versa.
- I don't think that many performers necessarily want to see their audience empowered. I think a lot of performers, no different from priests, need the hierarchy.
- Modern, celebrity-driven entertainment turns the stage into an altar, and so many celebrities refuse to be removed from those altars once they manage to ascend.
- All storytellers, all troubadours worth their salt knew their myths.
- The Sídh's historical myth is the source of the bastardized concept of a fairy—as if anyone gives a rat's ass.
- The problem with Christianity is, they think everything is about outside forces, good and evil. There's not a lot of inner work encouraged.
- Over the last few hours I've allowed myself to feel defeated, and just like she said if you allow yourself to feel the way you really feel, maybe you won't be afraid of that feeling anymore.
- I'm the queen of the nerds.
- Don't give up. Don't listen to these foolish critics that are so small minded they don't get it tonight.
- Sometimes listening to music can motivate you.
- I think even in a good marriage, especially if you stay together long enough, there are going to be events that happen.
- An ounce of breast milk is even more potent than the finest tequila.
- Music is always a reflection of what's going on in the hearts and minds of the culture.
- Many people lock a part of themselves away. It's a bit sacred.
- I've always seen the songs as having a consciousness.
- Our world is a huge mess right now, and not big enough for masses of intolerant people.
- We are all fairies living underneath a leaf of a lily pad.
- That is some funky-fresh, pop lockin' shit.
- If I saw someone destroy a piano I'd fuckin' kill 'em. Wouldn't think twice.
- I experiment with things that are usually an internal experience, because that's just what excites me. And yes, it does sometimes give me visions.
- Some of those trips were eighteen hours long and I'll never forget, once I ended up sitting by the bush trying to ask the flowers why they didn't like me. It's like, Why can't I be your friend?
- You might not like my story because I'm not gonna tell you how it ends yet, and you need to travel it with me.
- I just imagined a huge juicy vagina coming out of the sky, raining blood over all those racist, misogynist fuckers.
- You can't control your popularity
- If you can't create physical life, you find a life force. If that's in music, that's in music.
- I started to find this deep, primitive rhythm, and I started to move to it.
-I held hands with sorrow, and I danced with her, and we giggled a bit
- I usually get myself into situations that cause sparks.
- I love feeling alive, I love walking out in the cold in my bare feet and feeling the ice on my toes.
- For the most part, pianos are female to me.
- Anger is natural. It's part of the force. You just have to learn to hang out with it.
- In our minds, love and lust are really separated.
- I think all the boys that write the screaming stuff would write the best love songs
- When you stop putting yourself on the line, and you don't touch your own heart, how do you expect to touch other people?
- Guys would sleep with a bicycle if it had the right color lip gloss on. They have no shame. They're like bull elks in a field.
- Your worst enemies are made when you ignore people.
- It's as if the horses have come to take us back, to descend, to find the dark side. By dark I mean what's hidden, not necessarily satanic.
- There's room for everybody on the planet to be creative and conscious if you are your own person. If you're trying to be like somebody else, then there is isn't.
- Sometimes you have to do what you don't like to get to where you want to be.
- You know that saying, bad things don't happen to good people? That's a lie.
- I'm not a habit, I'm a lifestyle.
- There are a lot of hidden nerds.
- People who become the front runners often used to be outcasts or loners.
- Um, don't get me wrong because I love boys, it's just that sometimes we don't need you.
- There are only ten ideas under the sun. What makes the difference is how you spice them.
- So I'm in Virginia, and I had crabs--I keep saying that! I had crab sickness, I had eaten bad crabs in Maryland!
- I'm a winter girl; I like coming out when things are desolate and everybody's ready to slit their wrists.
- You can only be you. A lot of times it's never enough for people.
- I've never played the guitar, except throwing it against the wall cause it was pissed off I couldn't play it.
- Truly, I was a sweetheart when I was little, like the Honeysuckle Faery. Sweet-pea. But sweet-peas are not popular after second grade. Sweet-peas become nerds really fast.
- I really enjoy having a giggle with a friend, but then someone crosses my line, then I don't really take it lightly.
- I sometimes forget I'm not 7'2" and a Viking.
- A boundary was crossed. And maybe I drew a boundary, consciously.
- It was a bit violent, a bit sexual.
- When nothing makes sense, music seems to come and bring me a margarita and sit down with me.
- You don't have to justify everything. Being pissed off is just absolutely okay.
- There is a level of the vampire in me, which is OK.
- It hurts me when a woman doesn't come through for me, more than a man.
- I'm a grown woman. I've earned my experiences, my scars.
- What is an angel but a ghost in drag?
- I'm beginning to accept and love the parts of me, of women that I was trained to hate all my life.
- People can be so vicious toward the imaginary world and it saddens me. You kill a lot of little people's dreams that way.
- Even if you don't read history or you aren't interested in anything that happened before the '60s, there are reasons why we think the way we do.
- That's how the story goes but I don't believe the story.
- I would find myself either the lovey-doveyest-woviest sweet pea, or a mad-woman.
- I believe in eating.
- You can't change what happened. And nobody's asking you to forgive.
- Why be afraid of these cuddly, soft, adorable things?
- I have good days. Like if I get really good coffee ice cream with just the right amount of chocolate syrup.
- A lot of people see themselves as victims, even when you have to stand in line for ice cream.
- It's so difficult to be critical of children because they need to discover themselves. We're always telling them, "No, the tree has green leaves!"
- I'm tired of being a rebel. Now I just want to be me.
- When things get really empty for me, empty in my outer life, in my inner life, the music world, the songs come across galaxies to find me.
- Do you know what it's like to be a girl and have blood running down your legs and think that you're dying, just because no one's told you that's what happens? It's horrible.
- An angel's face is tricky to wear constantly.
- Mess with me and you will not survive.
- I think that happiness is when you can let yourself feel every emotion you want at any time instead of being a lying little fuck.
- I'm not into this dieting thing.
- The cross has been used as a weapon, as it has been used against all women throughout the ages. And that's the greatest evil of all.
- I think you've got to find a giggle somewhere in stuff that would scare the poop outta ya.
- A cornflake girl is Wonderbread whereas a raisin girl is whole wheat bread.
- I would like to think I'm a raisin girl, because in my mind they're more open minded. Cornflake girls are totally self centered, don't care about anything or anybody.
- I like butter and the people who like butter."
- I'm known as that girl who has tea with the Devil.
- I'm not afraid of sadness.
- Everybody has creativity and each person has it in a different way. Some people aren't musical, some musicians can't even think about painting or gardening. There's so many different ways to be creative.
- I wanna be burned, definitely burned, like the witches.
- Give the kids tools, so they can go build their own houses; not the blueprint of what the houses should be.
- Look at me now. I'm breast feeding pigs.
- I wish I had more of a sense of humor.
- I can be so hard on people.
- If somebody's being a jerk, I would like to go wee on their head. And then I do that, mentally.
- The people on the internet know more about what I am doing than I do. Like, they will say that I am going to be in this mall on this day, and sure enough, I am there!
- I'm like a lioness who kills her own prey and no one else has to kill for her. But if some other lioness comes to me and says "I just got a good prey, do you want a piece?" I can say "of course" - and the other way around.
- There are things that I would disagree with Jesus about, and I feel really good about that.
- History has recorded some pretty nasty things that have happened to people. I think we remember. I think it's in our cells and I think it can still hurt sometimes."
- I don't believe in the saying that it all happens for the best, it's just not appropriate.
- Of course I believe in past lives, I mean, three quarters of the human race believes this, it's not like a great new thought here.
- I use innocence in my demeanor like a Venus flytrap.
- I do like to talk about things no one wants to hear at the dinner table.
- I'm not interested in being a really nice person; I want to be a creative, responsible person that's balanced.
- Boys are cute but food is cuter
- Do any of you dream about crocodiles?
-I know I dream about crocodiles. I'm obsessed with them.
- If people can't see things from the other side that's not my problem, it's theirs.
- I think I give equal time in my hatred, right?
- Sometimes I'm mad at some guy, sometimes I'm mad at some girl, and sometimes I'm totally loving some guy, so and sometimes I'm loving some girl.
_ Well, Pele is the volcano goddess and I thought of like, um, sacrificing some of the boys in my life to her but then I decided that that wasn't really a very good idea.
- Anger originates from envy and outrage, not being seen, not being heard.
- We don't know where souls go when they die. We don't know a lot of things. We didn't create the planets. We didn't do this all by ourselves. So, therefore, why wouldn't there be a creative force if it can create humans and planets?
- I've been hanging out with some of the Hell's Angels in England. They're some of the sweetest people I've ever met.
- Real friends have to be understanding of each other, and their faults.
- I think I'm really hard to get to know on a personal level.
- Thailand is calling me.
- People I see laughing all the time, check for razor blades in their anal-force underwear, because it's just a little lie.
- I'm not interested in taking drugs. I do hallucinogens once in a while for journey experiences.
- I hear the wine. It's like a structure. I see it as a piece. I hear it before I taste it. It's calling me. And then I start to hear it when I'm tasting it.
- Not that I use crystal suppositories, I'm not New Age.
- A peach tree says, 'Some of me will be juicy and some of me will be dry I'm not growing for you; I grow because that's what I do.' You always hear some person complain about how dry their peach is and the peach says, 'It's not our fault you have no understanding on the proper use for dry peaches.'
- My theory is that women were the Mona Lisas for a long time and now men are Mona Lisas with little goatees. They are our muses.
- If you're gonna tell a story, you have to grow into the head of the rapist as well as the raped.
- He was a lite sneeze, and not the flu. Most boys would like to think they're the flu, wouldn't they? But they're really just a achoo.
- If you call me an airy-fairy new age hippy waif, I will cut your penis off.
- It's a double-edged sword and if you pretend you don't want it you're a liar and that is going to rip your soul to pieces.
- I'm always dreaming that these bulls are chasing me. Half the time I don't get away - I almost get over the fence, and then they gore me.
- I believe in energy, everything is energy. And therefore sometimes magic can be created if somebody is open to letting energy do what it does, instead of being so cynical, that you miss magic happening.
- I feel like a work really has many sides to it when people have such extreme reactions. When a work is greeted with just, 'Oh, you know, it's nice', then it's not affecting people. So love it or hate it, that's okay.
- I am a real believer in looking at pain and taking it out shopping.
- The music is the magic carpet that other things take naps on.
- I just try to strip myself, peel myself like an onion. At different layers I discover stuff.
- Why is the world where it is? It's so deep-rooted, if we really start looking, and we might not like what we find. But I think we have to, we have to ask the questions.
- I'm beyond the fury of youth.
- I love young women who are angry. They're wild mustangs.
- I didn't want her looking and hearing me and thinking, "Oh my God, that's a scary lady!"
- They felt that it was detrimental material for their children and that it was blasphemous.
- They've decided they kinda' have you figured out.
- My nightmares are so bad, that I mostly reject it when my friends want to take me to a cinema to watch a horror movie. Then I say, "No, thank you. I will dream in a few hours."
- I don't know of anybody who's gonna be fulfilled if they get hit by a bus. You have to surrender to that eternal need to be fulfilled.
- How do you know I'm not having a margarita with Jesus tonight at 10 o'clock?
- Let's be honest, religion has not supported women and men exploring all sorts of their sides, their unconscious. It has not been supportive of, you know, go into the places without shame, without blame, without judgment, and just let yourself really see what's cooking in there.
- I think human beings are so much more capable of what they told us we're capable of.
- Anyone can attend yoga, kabbalah classes, church, lectures by the 'Dalai Lama', yada, yada, yada - but can you be present for your life, and live with the way you treat other people?
- Only a few people should have a "greatest hits". I'm not one of those people.
- I feel like our leaders have hijacked America's personality, and taken her to personality plastic surgery school. And they decided this is who she is.
- The playground is the biggest war-zone in the world.
- You have to read visionaries to have visions.
- They squash the baby bird because their bird got squashed.
- I love reading. I'll read the first sentence and if it makes sense to me I pick it up.
- It's ridiculous saying there's only one true faith, it's like saying there's only one map to get you up the mountain. I want to see those other maps, man.
- I kinda have all the aspects of my personality round one table for spaghetti.
- If it's too loud, turn it up.
- I was doing drugs with a South American shaman, and I really did visit the devil and, well, I had a journey.
- There is no passion without broken crockery.
- You have to ask, how could a nation nearly vote in somebody who isn't qualified for the job?
- We're living in a frightening time and I wish people would wake up and realise they're surrendering their civil liberties.
- Who wouldn't want to shag a queen?
#rp meme#rp memes#rp starters#roleplay memes#roleplay meme#roleplay starters#tori amos#tori amos quotes
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ghosting. (m)
☙ pairing: bakugou x reader
☙ theme: crimson|ink universe, non-canon
☙ cw/tw: daddy kink, piercings, oral, slight dirty talk, dumb baku.
☙ a/n-request: So this was a ko-fi request I did for the amazing @bakugou-katsukisgf - she loves CI Baku so much and just wanted smut with him because the thirst was real. I love you bb - thank you again for everything! <3
“Bakugou?”
Red eyes glanced in your direction and a familiar smirk followed. You smiled in return and excused yourself past a few people on your way to greet the blonde at the end of the bar. As always you got a warm hug and kiss to the cheek that made your stomach twist and turn with glee.
“What are you doing here, stranger?” You asked with a pinch to one of Bakugou’s chubby cheeks.
His teeth snapped at your fingers and he ordered the two of you a couple of shots before letting you know that he was just out with his buddies from the shop. Happily you took a seat next to him, along with the shots. After they were all downed and you both grinned at the other, you sat there and fell into conversation, ignoring the fact that you hadn’t seen or heard from each other in a few weeks for the moment.
You let Bakugou know what you had been up to, normal things like work and these newl kick-boxing lessons you were trying here and there. Bakugou chuckled, teasing about when he was going to see a private demonstration of what you learned so far, earning a playful punch to the arm. Next Bakugou filled you in on his life, the drama happening at the shop between Kirishima and the new girl, a few stories of the people he had pierced the last few days.
Back and forth the two of you talked about any and everything, conversation never ceasing to avoid you. It was always like that though, you and Bakugou had been friends for a couple years now and just had that sense of comfort and familiarity with each other that really everything came easy. Even the insane, but amazing insane, hookups.
The relationship you had was something but also nothing.
Most people would refer to it as a casual or friends with benefits situation and you truly called it that as well for the first few years. However, it was kind of inevitable that you would one day grow different feelings for Bakugou and want something more. And there were times where you could say he wanted the same - but then he’d vanish.
Bakugou would go silent. The fucker would literally ghost you.
The first time maybe hurt, until you saw each other randomly in town one day and picked up right where you left off. Then it all happened again and just became a cycle and you grew to become okay with it. You never asked questions, you teased here and there but that was it. Clearly Bakugou had some things going on preventing him from making whatever this was between you something more and sure you could demand answers but you knew Bakugou. He would come to you with answers when he was ready and you were okay with it.
Having this fucked up friendship with him was more than enough for you. Things were never weird, never awkward, you just worked together.
And it was that exact reason why the two of you spent the next hour together at the bar, challenging the other to drinks, teasing and fucking with the other until finally you decided to leave and go back to his place for the remainder of the night.
Once inside of his ridiculously nice vehicle and on your way, maybe the somewhat large amount of alcohol in your system let your mouth and mind run to places you swore you’d never let them.
“Ya know Baku, I don’t get you sometimes. Like - why do ya ghost me so much huh?”
Bakugou quirks a brow as he drives and glances over at you with a questioning grin.
“What the fuck are you talking about light-weight?”
You sigh and let your head fall back against the seats headrest and start to wave your hands around while you explain.
“Ghosting. It’s when you just go silent on someone. Like you don’t call or text them anymore, don’t see them. You just disappear and are no longer to be heard of.”
The blonde clicked his tongue and shook his head, “Clearly that’s a lie. I’m talking to you right now ain’t I, you see me right here!”
“You know what I mean Bakugou. I mean yeah we always find our way back to each other eventually but you can’t tell me you don’t have this fucking habit you know. Like do you have some sort of secret or something? You a spy or some shit and go on these covert missions and that’s why I don’t hear from you for weeks? I mean that could be cool but we’re best friends babe, it’s not cool that you just ya know … don’t tell me things.”
There’s no witty response after that from Bakugou. Not another smirk or glance. In fact there’s no more words or exchanges for the rest of the drive and for the first time ever - things are awkward and you have nothing to talk about.
When you arrive at Bakugou’s place you immediately excuse yourself to the bathroom. Bakugou just grunts in response and heads for the kitchen. You take a few minutes to yourself and wash your face, hoping that maybe it’ll help to calm those sudden nerves you have. And it helps just a little to bring you back to your senses and realize the depth of the shit you said.
“Fuck,” you sigh.
When you leave the bathroom, you find Bakugou on the couch. He’s drinking a cup of coffee and there’s another sitting on the small table next to a plate of toast with butter.
“Figured you could use this.” Bakugou finally speaks when you sit down on the other end of the couch.
You thank him and take a piece of the toast with the coffee, immediately choosing to eat and drink them so that you don’t freak yourself out too much about the elephant in the room. Bakugou took a few moments to check his phone. When you had polished off the small snack, your nerves diminished by a fraction. Internally you thanked the bread for soaking up the alcohol in your blood, probably saving you from sticking your foot in your mouth again.
The sound of Bakugou locking his phone and setting it down on the table made you look his way. You don’t really know what you were expecting but seeing his red eyes looking at you wasn’t exactly it. You weren’t sure what to do, didn’t know if he was going to speak or if he wanted you to start first, so you decided to just rip the band-aid off right there.
“I’m sorry for that dumb shit I said in the car. Like you said, I’m a light-weight yeah? I uh - I didn’t mean to upset you or anything, really I was just teasing.”
Bakugou only nodded and finally looked away, down to the coffee mug in his hands.
“Look I - I don’t want to make shit worse so if you want then I’ll just go for the night and we can talk later?” You suggest, trying not to let your anxiety or even sadness show in your tone as you go to place your own mug on the table and move to stand.
A defeated sigh leaves Bakugou and he moves to grab your wrist, halting you. You gulp and look down to him, unsure of what to do next. It’s hard to read Bakugou right now, something that never happens, but he looks … like he’s struggling. It worries you and you turn to ruffle his hair, not positive how to really handle the situation because you had never seen the guy like this before.
He was all big and bad, cocky and arrogant, all the time. A coy smirk and challenge was always in those red eyes. His tattoos and piercings always helped to give off the image of Bakugou being this person who didn’t exactly struggle, who wasn’t vulnerable. But here he was, his grip on your wrist tightening and loosening like he couldn’t decide whether to let go or hold on. Eyes blinking at your connection and jaw clenched.
“Hey big guy, you alright,” you finally ask and sit back down next to him, letting your hand fall from his hair and to his shoulder with a firm squeeze. “If it’s what I said earlier, I swear I was just joking Bakugou. You know I say dumb shit.”
Finally you get a reaction in the form of an irritated growl and a glare.
“Fuck - stop apologizing already,” he snapped and let you go, falling back against the couch and rubbing his face. “It wasn’t dumb, you were just stating the fucking truth.”
You tilt your head at him and ask what he’s talking about.
“I … I do have this fucking ‘secret’. I do have a reason for whatever the fuck it was that you said I do.”
“Ghosting.” You stated.
Bakugou only rolled his eyes and sighed with a nod.
“Yeah that. Look you’re too fucking smart for your own good alright and if you really wanna know then … I’ll tell you. Don’t go feeling all special or some shit but maybe I fucking trust you or whatever.”
You try not to smile at that, try not to rub it in his face. Instead you stay humble and curl up with one of the couch pillows. Bakugou gives you a look before chuckling and lets out a deep breath.
“I can’t tell you everything but I can tell you enough and you better be happy with what you fucking get. Long story short - I’m sort of in what you might call a gang, maybe worse. I uh, I ‘deal’ with people, bad people only though. Pro-heroes know about us and we actually help them out so we’re like vigilantes if you wanna call it that. It’s dangerous shit, graphic and gross sometimes. I don’t feel like a fucking monster for what I do, I know I’m doing good. I’m still me, I’m still the same fucking person you’ve always known - you know I don’t fake shit. But since we are in this weird friendship or whatever, I just think you - you deserve to know who I am completely. You deserve to know that just knowing me and being with me can be risky and that’s … that’s why I just fall of the face of the earth when I think things are getting too fucking serious. I’m supposed to protect people from these fuckers and I’m not gonna sugarcoat shit but ‘us’ would be a liability, especially right now because we’re in some really deep shit and until it blows over … we can’t - we can’t be more.”
You don’t really say much, just stare at him sort of blankly and try to let everything sink in.
“B-But that doesn’t mean I don’t want it to … I just … it’s not the right time. And I just need you to know that yeah I’m dangerous, my life is dangerous but … I’d never fucking hurt you, you know. You’re safe with me, safer with me than with anyone else which I get sounds fucking dumb after what I just said but … you get it, right?”
All you can do for the time being is nod. It’s so much to take in but Bakugou understands and gives you that time. He waits patiently next to you, hand on your thigh and rubbing it gently. When you’re able to finally come to terms with it all, you smile and take his hand.
“Look babe, you’re gonna have to try harder if you wanna get rid of me. You get it, right?”
The tease earns a genuine chuckle from Bakugou and he visibly deflates and calms before you.
“Katsuki, thank you. Thank you for telling me all of that, I know it took a lot. And it may not be every detail but I’m content with what you did give me, really. Just knowing this part of you, it means a lot. You know me, you know I’m not going to judge you. If I was that type of person, I would’ve told you to fuck off a long time ago.”
Bakugou smirks at that and rests his hands on your hips when you place yourself in his lap. Your arms wrap around his neck, one hand toying with his hair and your eyes gazing down into red.
“And I do know you’d never hurt me. I mean lets be real, I could totally kick your ass.”
“Keep telling yourself that princess,” he grunts with a playful smack to your ass.
You laugh and tug at his hair as payback and lean in to kiss at the corner of his mouth.
“As for the other stuff, I understand. I won’t push or expect more than what we have right now, honestly I’m okay with things as they are and knowing what I do now, makes me feel better. But when you are ready for ‘more’, when you’re really ready for me just know I’ll be right where you left me and ask what the fuck took you so long.”
And maybe it’s the challenge in those words that have you ending up in Bakugou’s bed on your back and trembling with his face between your legs, red hungry eyes locked on your own blissed out ones as he makes a meal of you. The feeling of cool metal from his tongue piercing pressed against your clit or warming up inside of you never fails to make you gasp and whine.
“K-Katsuki, please.”
For the first time in what feels like hours, Bakugou pulls away from you, licking his slick lips before turning to bite at your inner thigh hard enough to leave marks and make you cry out.
“Who?”
You gulp down a quick breath and comb through soft blonde spikes.
“Daddy.”
“Good girl. What’s wrong baby, need something?” He asks coyly, letting one hand stay between your legs to finger you slowly while the other rubs at the inked skin of your thigh that he rests his cheek to.
You nod and pout, “Please daddy, I need it.”
“Need what? Don’t get fucking shy on me now princess, you were a pretty mouthy brat a while ago.”
You blush and squirm, covering your mouth to muffle the sob that escapes when Bakugou leans back in and runs the metal ball in his mouth snug against your oversensitive clit.
“Fuck, c-cock, I need your cock, p-please daddy, please!”
With a satisfied growl, Bakugou gives one last playful suck to your clit before pulling away for good. He grins wickedly up at you and makes sure to place kisses and harsh bites to your thigh and hip as he works his way back up your body. You sigh and hum at the sensations, grateful for the small break. Also grateful to see the sight of his cock between your bodies.
Without hesitation, your hand reaches down to take hold of it and give slow lazy strokes. Yours and Bakugou’s eyes stay glued to the sight of your fingertips gently tugging at either of the barbells that pierce the flushed skin of Bakugou’s cock and it earns raspy grunts in return and hushed curses.
“Shit,” Bakugou groans as his hips start to roll along with your hand. “Enough!”
You chuckle at his own impatience when he peels your hand away and roughly flips you over onto your stomach. Warm rough hands grab at your hips and jerk them up enough to raise your ass high. Bakugou bites at his bottom lips and takes hold of himself, pumping his cock slowly while he admires the view just a bit longer and waits.
You look up at him from over your shoulder, hair falling over it. It’s definitely one of Bakugou’s favorite views but anytime those eyes look at him, whether it be with lust, challenge, petty annoyance or whatever, he always finds himself falling that much more.
He’s a fucking sap for them, so what.
But also, nothing beats how those eyes go from looking so lazy and glazed over to going wide and utterly fucked out as he slides his cock inside of you, inch by inch. And by the time he’s bottomed out, he can swear he sees little stars inside of them.
“Daddy,” you whine when Bakugou starts a steady pace.
You want to squeeze your eyes shut because the way he fucks you is ruthless and overwhelming but you never can. He looks too much like a damn god with his red eyes burning like fire, how the muscles all over his body contract and flex with the thrust of his hips. Then there are those damned piercings in his nipples that glimmer in the light and sometimes when he knows you can’t look away, he licks his lips in a way that shows off the other piercing you're a sucker for.
But when Bakugou starts to snap his hips harder and falls over on top of you, the cold metal of his nipple piercings pressing against your back paired with the hot breath panting along your neck, it all at once becomes too much. Your eyes finally snap shut and you moan pathetically into the mattress when you press your cheek to it. Bakugou groans and bites possessively at your opposite one, his hands finding yours and interlocking your fingers when he pins them down to the sheets and fucks even harder.
“Fuck,” he pants and licks the teeth marks on your face, “So good for me, you’re always so fucking good for me baby.”
You gasp for air between moans and desperate sobs. You can feel yourself unraveling fast from the way Bakugou’s cock glides in and out smoothly, from those cursed barbells that add the extra stimulation that’s ultimately your ruin every time. But you don’t dare let yourself be pushed over the edge without his word.
“D-Daddy, cum … I can’t, I n-need to cum, please let me.”
Bakugou struggles for air as well. You tighten and clench around him repeatedly from being so ready to cum and he can’t find it in his heart to deny you any longer. With a groan he nods and presses his cheek to your own, letting go of one of your hands to wrap around your throat and pull your head snug against his so he can look at your face.
“Alright princess, let me see that pretty little face when you cum. Go ahead.”
Your lips part and you want to cry out as you cum but the sound is nothing but a broken rasp. Your eyes widen for a second before going lazy and hazed and it's then that Bakugou follows and cums generously inside of you. His erratic thrusts slow until they’re nothing but shallow thrusts that earn small grunts from you. When he’s emptied every bit inside of you, Bakugou lets your face fall back to the mattress and you both melt.
Bakugou grins and places plenty of soft kisses to your neck and the back of your shoulders, making you smile and hum happily, too tired to really speak your appreciation to him. But you don’t need to because he knows and he shows it by taking care of you, leaving momentarily to grab a warm damp washcloth to clean you up with before maneuvering the both of you under the covers where you cuddle up close in his arms.
You're exhausted no doubt and the way Bakugou holds you tight, using those big hands to rub your back and play with your hair, it only makes you doze off even faster. But not fast enough to save you from sticking your foot in your mouth again with a sleepy confession against the ink of his chest.
“I love you, you jerk.”
Too tired to even react or worry, you remain as you are but you don’t miss the feeling of a smile against your forehead or the way arms tighten even more around you for a second.
“I love you too punk.”
#katsuki bakugou x reader#crimson ink verse#crimson ink bakugou#bnha#mha#bnha x reader#mha x reader#boku no hero academia#my hero academia#bnha fanfic#mha fanfic#smut#ko-fi request#answered request#18+ only
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Eye of Michael Discord Update
My friends continue to be hilarious.
Tumblr is kinda like having a diary except you can get validation. -- @pinkskyredclouds
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I feel bad for Cloud. He's dealt with all kinds of crazy shit. Monsters. Horrible massages. An evil entity. Cross-dressing. -- @pinkskyredclouds
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Solution to zombie nightmares: Have them salute and watch their arms fall off. -- Our Legato
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Hey! It's not a Trigun tale if someone isn't depressed. -- @mrhyde786
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They like to show their love by chopping their close loved ones arms off. – Dagdaddy, explaining how Knives and Darth Vader are similar
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Freud was right about one thing, though - having parents will fuck you up somehow. -- @ragtagbunchofmisfitism
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The entire plot of Trigun could have been prevented with good parenting, the end -- @ragtagbunchofmisfitism
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he's a sweet person.. but he's the harbinger of black holes. -- Our Vash’s description of Vash
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I need a hero / I’m holding out for a heeeero til the morning liiiiight / He’s goootta be strong and he’s goootta be fast/ And he’s gotta be ready for killing tiiime! -- Vaki
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Why when I was a kid, everyone was prepared for everything! Typhoons, earthquakes, and customers who go to a store to buy what it sells! –Vaki
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I’m not supposed to do what’s expected. --Vaki
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Me: when Vash acts like an idiot, he's largely just pretending to be anime Rem.
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@mrhyde786: Everything’s going to hell for everyone in Eden.
@vash-crybaby-stampede: ::hands you a basket:: Something to put Hell into.
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Grape medicine tastes like death and the tears of small children. -- @pinkskyredclouds
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She’s cheer captain and the ghost of Wolfwood’s on the bleachers... -Me
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Potatoe tomato. -- Our Vash
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Two heads are better than cooked well done. -- Our Milly, screwing up a proverb
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Wish I knew what Knives said in the vid. But knowing him, it’s either about Vash or vermin. The big Vs. -- Dagaddy
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@mrhyde786: Okay. Thank goodness. So Actual Knives is off elsewhere, and Vash is cuddling a corpse.
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Our Legato: (re: a plot point in an old rp where Knives’ body is brought in) Hey kids wanna see a dead body?
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Not a fanfic without Vash and donuts. -- Vaki
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Dear Brothering intensifies. -- Vaki
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Me: Knives did COVID.
Dagdaddy: Knives caused 2020
@mrhyde786: Damn it Knives.
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like ... maybe if having kids was seen as something like a prize... maybe people would work harder to treat them better??? -- @vash-crybaby-stampede
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a brain divided against itself can't stand. –me
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Dagdaddy, on having cancer: “The ticket to your future is always blank, and as for me, well, it’s complicated.”
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“I missed something while away. Knowing you all, it was meaningless.” -- Holiday Knives (Dagdaddy)
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:briefly wonders if eating garbage would technically be a form of cannibalism in Knives' eyes. He dismisses the ludicrous thought.: -- The Superior Legato Bluesummers
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“Hey there, Vash. You can stop hiding behind this other Knives’ ego.” --Holiday Knives (Dagdaddy)
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@pinkskyredclouds: I heard that he wasn't actually an absent parent by choice, he died when Cloud was young, but i’m not sure how canon that is
Me: hmm....that would be sad. was he supposed to be shinra or something?
@pinkskyredclouds: We don't know. That's the thing he could've literally been anyone. Involved with Shinra? Possibly
Me: It could have even been... ::dramatic pause:: ...your mom.
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“Doubt isn’t a sin,” Vash said, “It’s just a part of being human.” Nick had said that during one of their philosophical debates, and it stuck with him. -- Me
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Me: (Talking about Vash’s beliefs) ...But it's so different in manga vs. anime. Anime he clings to them, makes them his identity, and tries to force them on everyone else. He's like the Christian people bothering you on the sidewalk. "do you have a minute for Jesus?" no, f*** off
Dagdaddy: Knives: Do you have time to die?
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@vash-crybaby-stampede: you don't get a toy with your Kinder eggs? not even on the side?
Me: nah, someone might choke and their parents might sue
Dagdaddy at 2:16 PM: Lmao They made it illegal because you couldn’t get a gun in one
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I'm teaching you fuckers how to english and write a paper wether you like it or not lmao -- @vash-crybaby-stampede, telling me what I should say to my group members for a class project
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@vash-crybaby-stampede: whose wedding?
Dagdaddy: Uhhh tbh might happen to my mom and her bf
Me: lol "happen to.” "What happened? I feel like I was hit by a truck." "A wedding happened to us, baby." "Oh. I guess we're married now"
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Dog poop is a blessing in disguise. You can save it and throw it at your enemies to assert your dominance. -- Dagdaddy
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What if you take dog poop, a butter knife, spread it on toast, layer it under a thick coat of Nutella, and feed it to your worst enemy to assert your dominance? -- Dagdaddy
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"I don't snore, Broomhead." He mumbled out from over his cigarette. The biggest lie in the history of lies. Everyone snores. -- @vash-crybaby-stampede‘s Wolfwood
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@ragtagbunchofmisfitism: and I didn't quite sit on it. more like, i was reaching across my bed and my leg was laying across the keyboard
Me: like a cat
@ragtagbunchofmisfitism : I DON'T HAVE CATS FOR LEGS OKAY! STOP TRYING TO SPREAD A SCURRILOUS RUMORS
Me: BUT YOU WOULD LOOK SO MUCH BETTER WITH CATS FOR LEGS (EVERYONE WOULD)
#eye of michael discord#funny#shitpost#mutuals#vash the stampede#eden au#millions knives#knives millions#quote#quotes#ocs#fandom#trigun fandom#trigun#legato bluesummers#milly thompson#millie thompson#nicholas d. wolfwood#trigun fan art#trigun fanart#alternate universe#fanfic#fanfiction#killing time#final fantasy vii#cloud stryfe#pinkskyredclouds#mrhyde786#coffeeshop au#alternative universe
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Oh boy have I not watched Psi for a long time, oh man have I missed out on Some Stuff (I’ve only heard the names of like three Digimon mentioned but oh man did those names alone come with Some Package)
Let’s watch episodes 25-31 then and catch up!
So just to recap, last time Agumon evolved to Mugendramon, fucked some shit up because Taichi totally 100% legit died, temporary evolved to WarGreymon I think (I can’t remember man lmao) and beat the shit outta DoneDevimon
25! Dive to the Next Ocean!
Uhhh who the fuck yeeted ElDoradimon into the sky
This is so bad
They should die so hard
OHHH CLOUD CONTINENT IS IN THE SKYYY YESSS I LOVE THAT
Have I mentioned how much I love seeing the kids interact with their non-partner Digimon (and vice versa)? Because I do, I love this a lot (even if it ain’t much)
Ohhh Mugendramon was so sexy... I wanna rewatch episode 24 but I really need to catch up on this first
ElDoradimon’s gonna die from that fall, right? His joints are gonna get pulverized
Zurumon! :D I love these lemon jelly goops
HIKARI!!!!!! Baby!!
I wish Taichi and co would be like, trying to even think about how they’re gonna survive the fall- like I know Leomon saved them but they couldn’t like plan to just Get Saved, IDK it’s kinda off-putting how they’re so calm
Leomon to the rescue tho! Finally!
Patamon is so chumby, v good
Holy shit Leomon punches HARD, a single punch just straightened out ElDoradimon in one go, holy fuck
Finally they’re worried about dying from the fall
What happened to the Agu and Gabu being too exhausted to fight (I’m sorry this is just a massive pet peeve for me, ‘esp cause there’s like no reprecussions for the Digimon for pushing themselves here)
(Like it’d be one thing if they managed to evolve out of desperation but this ended up being like bad for them and force them to take longer rests later or IDK kill them, but when you’re just like “I’m too tired to fight- oh wait my friend is slightly in more danger now than before, I guess I can fight again”)
(This is an issue with most MotW shows and even some shounen series (I’m looking at you Bleach) so it’s not unique to Psi, p sure Adventure had this issue to some degree too, but still man, it’s a massive pet peeve and bothers me so much)
26! Break through the sea monster barricade!
God I love that the Cloud Continent is actually in the sky
Quality content (slightly cursed maybe)
Seadramon! Honestly I really love Seadramon?? Like it’s such a simple, minimalistic design but... IDK man I love Seadramon, it’s such a cool Digimon
OH SHIT IT EVOLVED! :O
I’m sorry I am just so not interested in the real world crisis (in the show), it’s... I’m sorry it’s so Mundane and I’m here for the Fantastical
WARUSEADRAMON! THE SLIGHTLY MORE GOTH SEADRAMON!! YEAAHHHHH
God I wish Psi just had perma-evolution, so many of my issues would be solved with perma-evolution
Aweeee yeah, MegaSeadramon’s here too, now we got both of them, yeeeeee
I love how Hikari is just quietly judging the other kids
Y’all okay with talking about Taichi being in a different world right in front of Hikari? I mean She Knows Things and they all just got taken to back to that world but still like, should you try to be more inconspicuous maybe
Oh my god how many times have they used that clip of Falcomon throwing bombs in this episode- four? That’s a lot yo
Taichi’s gonna get vored again, press F for him
The water is so deep how is Zudomon standing- oh I need to stop asking these things
HIKARIIIIII SHE’S HEEEREEE YEEEEEE
27! To the New Continent!
"Hikari, who called you?”
“I don’t know :)”
Honey that is so ominous I love you
AGUMON COMFORTING HIKARI AAAAAA I LOVE THAAAT
YESSSSS I LOVE THIS
This image has heavy Digimon Kaiser energy in it
I love how Psi!Jyou is like a try-hard in trying to help (while OG!Jyou was always struggling with figuring out what the right thing to do was etc)
Is... is the enemy a Tortamon? Oh yeah it’s Tortamons
OH WOW THERE’S A LOT OF THEM
OH SHIT IT’S AN GROUNDDRAMON! OH GOD THIS IS GRUESOME
Ikkakumon’s gonna get vored, F
You know I never thought Grounddramon would be so chomby based on the Bandai art but I guess Groundramon’s a real chomper
“Everyone, give Angewomon your power!”
GIGA DESTROYER AAAAAAAAAA
OH IT’S THE BASTARD!! DARK KNIGHTMON!!! THE SEXY BASTARD!! The one I’ve heard an interesting theory about... But I ain’t saying anything fornow
PATAMON EVOLVES??? (On command which is kinda bs)
ANGEMOOOOOON YEAAAAAHHHHHH
NEW ENDING TOO, YAY
Ohhh this ending has such nice, soft but jolly energy c: Also yay Tailmon
28! The Children’s Fight for Survival!
BTW Patamon with angel wings was a lowkey hilarious visual, 10/10 would laugh again
Still don’t like how we just got Angemon on demand like that
Oh yeah, out-of-context I heard a theory that DarkKnightmon is Tailmon and hearing Dark Knightmon’s voice, yeah I can see that (not to mention their facination with Hikari)
Oh man those are some Big Wings
Whu happen, did the kids get yeeted back to the Human World?? Oh no they’re still here
I bet Angemon’s dead again lmao
LMFAO JYOU FINALLY GETS TO CATCH A BREAK--
NANIMON NOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Oh Patamon’s okay- REALLY TIRED (thank you Psi) but okay
I NEVER DISLIKED NANIMON UNTIL THIS VERY MOMENT
I AM SO UNCOMFORTABLE
PLEASE GO AT LEAST 500 METERS FURTHER AWAY FROM JYOU, PLEASE
Hikari being worried for MetalGreymon ;__;
Aweee yeah HIkari’s special Evolution Powers are still here! GET ‘IM WARGREYMON!!
Whoop Hikari got spirited away, F (she’ll be fine, SkullKnightmon ain’t gonna do shit to her, I’m sure)
Hikari volunteered to go... ;_;
29! Escape the Burning Jungle!
THERE’S MORE OF THEM
I mean at least they’re all just chillin’ and enjoying the bath instead of just staring at Jyou. I’ll considder that an improvement
YEAHHHH MEGADRAMONS!!
Ooooo a single lil Lopmon, I wonder if this will be an important character later
I like Woodmon, Woodmon are cool and chill
YEAH, DEFEND THE SMALL AND INNOCENT!
WOODMON NOOOOOOO ;A;
NOOOOOO A BUDMON DIED!!! NOT THE BABIES!!!
What do you mean MetalGreymon hurt when the tiny Allomon bit him ON HIS METAL ARM
I- I need to stay quiet or else I’m gonna end up with too many questions. I mean I already have too many but the less I question it the better
Woodmon, Budmon, I love your energy, please aim for Tankdramon’s eye, you could blind that fucker with ease
PARROTMON?!
30! WARGREYMON AAAAAAA
Man I have been quiet through this entire episode so far lmao
ANYWAY CROSSMON! HELL YEAH have we seen Crossmon animated before?
GIGA DESTROYER AAAAAAAAAAA anyways I think this is the first tme we’re seeing Crossmon animated (unless my memory is garbage, which it might just be)
Aaaand Taichi is dead
OH, HIS CREST IS THERE
WHAT’S THIS
WHAT’S THIS
Agumon....... I love you..........
Man this animator is making Crossmon look vaguely too humanoid for my taste.... And MetalGreymon’s super fucking jacked yo
NEW SONG YEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHH
OH THAT’S SOME SEXY SEXY ANIMATION
OH WARGREYMON’S HUUUGE BRO
HOLY FUCK GAIA FORCE ANNIHILATED ALL OF THEM (but didn’t cause any environmental damage? Handy!)
Lopmon’s totally like Cherubimon or something, right? Reborn Cherubimon, right?
31. MILLENNIUMON
HERE IT IS, THE HEAVY PACKAGE I MENTIONED, THE EPISODE TITLE THAT MADE PEOPLE LOSE THEIR MINDS WHEN IT GOT ANNOUNCED
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING PSIIIII where the fuck are you going yoooooo
God WarGreymon’s so fucking big holy shit
OH YEAH LOPMON’S TOTALLY LIKE CHERUBIMON OR SOMETHING (I mean it’s not a plottwist by anymeans lmao)
LMAO Skull Knightmon looked away when Hikari noticed them looking at her lmao tsundere ass fucker
Wait the temple was also on Cloud Continent??? Like that whole area was still a part of Cloud Continent?????????? The geography of this world confuses me yo
BAKEMON!!! THERE’S BAKEMON!!! I LOVE BAKEMON SO MUCH!!! GIMME THE GHOSTIES!!!
NOOO MILLE WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY BAKEMON BABIES!! FUCK YOU LEAVE MY GHOST BUDDIES ALONE
YESSSS CHERUBIMON
OH IT WAS MILLE WHO STARTED THIS ENTIRE FUCKING MESS IN THE FIRST PLACE, HUH
WAIT FUCK MILLE IS BEHIND THE ENTIRE BS IN PSI
...AGUMON CAN EVOLVE TO MUGENDRAMON, WHO IS LIKE, KEY COMPONENT #1 TO MILLE
OH GOD WHAT DOES THAT MEAN
AGUMON EVOLVING TO MUGENDRAMON WASN’T JUST A CUTE REFERENCE TO THE DARK MASTERS, IS THERE GONNA BE THING WHERE AGUMON IS USED TO RECREATE MILLENIUMON??? (And they have to get Agumon Out Of There like they had to extract Tailmon (and Meicoomon until they gave up) out of Ordinemon in tri.???)
ANGEWOMON!!! THERE SHE IS!!
PSI SAYS OFANIMON RIGHTS
Oooo we’re on Eternal/Mugen Continent... Oooo :oc
I like how Sora is the Dedicated Character who will be there when we get like Backstory lmao
METALFANTOMON?! :O YEEAAAHHHH (Ngl when I saw the pink scythe for a moment I was hoping for Jokermon.......)
Oh wow that’s a lot of MetalFantomons
Man Kabuterimon sure is flying quietly (I mean adding the flying sound effect probbaly wouldn’t add much here but... It’s so quiet)
OH SHIT WE’RE GOING TO ULTIMATE ALREADY
I am gonna say, because Psi is constantly moving, like there’s constantly an oncoming threat and the characters never get to take a fucking break (that’s longer than 5 minutes), it just... Because there’s no contrast between danger and peace, it makes the non-stop danger feel far less dangerous imo
DOGGO DIGIMON!!
KOMONDOMON!!
OH SKULL KNIGHTMON HAS MILLE
OH FUCK DUDE
There is one more episode out but sadly I can’t watch it yet because region lock. I do know there’s an interesting, familiar face in there tho and I’m excited for that!
I... I... I can’t believe he actually said that...
“They’re cool pants!” KOUSHIROU LMAO
Anyways, episode preview!
Aaaand nothing of value was seen there. I mean I do know what Patamon probably evolves into because I do follow the Digimon Twitter so like, I saw the relevant art they shared but ye
Anyways a lot of these episodes were dull as usual, I didn’t feel like I missed out on much tbh aside from the sexy animation and the lore
This really drives it home to me how not having a villian of somekind just constantly present and active really makes a story so much more flat for me... Like I ain’t gonna argue Devimon or MetalSeadramon were interesting villians, but even just seeing them planning their next moves outloud and talking to their minions drove home what kind of people they were, and they weren’t even the most Packed-With-Personality villians in Adventure.
And while SkullKnightmon is there... they’re just kinda standing around. I don’t know much about them really and it makes me sad
(Look I’m sorry I’m a filthy villian-stan and not having interesting villians to stan makes me sad)
Anyways, as always, I am definitely looking forward to whatever the fuck Psi is planning on doing because 1. Holy Shit It’s Milleniummon and 2. Holy fuck we got WarGreymon and it’s only episode 31, what the fuck are they planning on doing with the rest of the series and indeed 3. Patamon evolves into what
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KeGo December Day 7 - Rant to me, baby
Katsuki was losing his goddamn mind.
Armed with a spatula in the right and a whisk in the left hand, he loomed over the resident garbage rat nursing his bowl of rubbish. Katsuki almost felt a vein in his forehead pop when the green haired menace lifted a spoon to his mouth and freaking ate the concoction in his possession without even flinching. The ends of barely not-spoiled raw spinach vanished, alongside crumbles of yesterday's chips, dosed in soy-sauce. The freaking eighth bottle, Katsuki had specifically hid away from the monster. It was now in the hands of a lunatic, drinking it like soda. Inhaling a – supposedly – calming breath, Katsuki watched the other freeze at the sound and slowly turning his head to face his wrath. When their eyes met, Midoriya – without breaking eye contact – dumped the rest of the bottle into his bowl.
“Dekuu...”
Midoriya took the empty bottle and chugged it at Katsuki, aiming for his face but he wasn’t one of the best for nothing! Deflecting the projectile with the spatula, he watched Midoriya bolt up and run – bowl of garbage still in hands. Katsuki quickly threw the whisk to where Midoriya headed and then grabbed a chair to intercept with his further path. But the little fucker was nimble as shit and managed to avoid a whisk to the cheek and chair to the knees, jumping and sidestepping like a freaking rabbit on the run.
“Give me the bowl, you fucker!”, he screamed and threw himself over the kitchen table when Midoriya tried to use it as an obstacle for him to gain distance. Midoriya squeaked again, bowl holding over his head out of reach and sloshing some of his devil-food onto the pristine floors of the brand new U.A. dorms. A sad and wet cucumber-slice landed with a splat just beside his foot. Katsuki could feel his disgust and anger fight for dominance but at the end they just joined forces against the bigger threat in his near vicinity.
“Who the hell let you in here?!”, Katsuki screamed in rage and Midoriya made this dumb and obnoxiously cocky smile with that nervous edge around his eyes that reminded Katsuki too much and too little of their childhood at the same time.
“Ha ha, you’re awake!”, Midoriya just said, clearly fighting off his surprise at how early he had been ambushed and ducked under a swipe from Katsukis hands. Cradling the bowl against his chest again and ducking under the freaking table, Midoriya managed to evade him a second time. Grabbing the edged, Katsuki was just about to flip the table over and set everything on fire, when two hands grabbed his hips and lifted him from the ground.
“HUrgH!”, came out of his throat in surprise and then he found himself flung over a very strong shoulder, turning around an carrying him away from the kitchen. At that he pounded on Kirishimas back and numbly realized he was still holding the spatula.
“Let me DOWN!”, he screamed and kicked his legs out, eyes boring on Midoriya, who was crouching under the table, grinning, as he smugly shoveled spoon after spoon of his poison into his mouth. Katsuki gagged when he saw cereal vanish behind glinting teeth. But then Kirishima made a turn and he lost the sight of his arch-nemesis. Katsuki dug his hands into Kirishimas back – hardening immediately coating the redhead – and he let lose some small explosions at the sheer audacity!
“I’ll kill that fucker – let me down, did you see what he was eating?! That was my god-damn soy sauce! Let me DOWN SHITTY HAIR-”
“Calm down, bro, Aizawa is already on the move.”, the redhead mumbled, clearly tired and sleepy and with that little annoyed undertone of a not-morning-person being awake at a time they really didn’t like to be. Katsuki huffed and puffed, hitting shitty hair in the back of his head with the spatula.
“I’m gonna take care of this myself!”
But he made no serious attempt at struggling free anymore, knowing his teacher was on the case. Just unhappily wiggling and holding himself up. And not a second later he heard a yelp from the kitchen and saw the black shadow of their homeroom-teacher emerging and dragging Midoriya behind him. Out of the kitchen and into the hall, where Kirishima was just about to use the elevator to his floor. Katsukis eyes latched onto the back of Midoriyas head, the other boy not even struggling against the hold Aizawa had on him and let almost his entire lower body be dragged on the floor. But when the ding of the elevator sounded through the hall, he caught Midoriya looking over his shoulder and meeting Katsukis burning stare.
Immediately he struggled to get to his feet and run, but Aizawa was surprisingly strong for such a slouchy teacher and Katsuki eagerly waited for their teacher to arrive at the elevator, ready to pounce and rip that asshole a new one for defiling the kitchen with his horrible food.
But then Kirishima walked into the elevator and turned around, cutting off Katsukis line of sight, again.
“You can go ahead.”, Aizawas voice scratched over the floor and Kirishima yawned a long and tired ‘Sure, Sensei. See ya later.’
Roaring in rage Katsuki struggled for real because they had taken his opportunity for revenge again and quickly managed to push himself around enough to see the doors closing on his very tired looking Sensei. Katsuki locked eyes with Midoriya and chucked the spatula at him. It made it outside but he would have to imagen it hitting its target.
Kirishima yawned again, unimpressed with the knees digging into his chest and smoldering hands grabbing him, only swaying with the added weight.
“Seriously? It’s three A.M. Can’t you wait until after breakfast?”
Katsuki scoffed.
“Not my fault that fucker woke me up.”, he lied and hit resurfacing memories and nightmares over the head until they stopped making his hands shake. Because Midoriya had woken him up, not childish little nightmares hovering in his room.
Kirishima hummed, now actually sounding more alert, just as the elevator stopped and they walked out. Shitty hair didn’t even ask if Katsuki wanted to go back to his room, just freaking took that decision away from him and entered his own room. Katsuki got dumped onto the bed and sat up, just as Kirishima closed his door and dragged a stool over to sit in front of the blonde.
“Alrighty, listen up, man, this is the second week we're all living together and I’m very tired right now of hearing the same excuse at the exact same time every god-knows-what-hour in the morning. Because no one can hear Midoriya, he’s like a ghost and your room is on the fourth floor, faaar away from the kitchen. So you will now tell me exactly what it is that’s keeping you awake or I’ll hug you now until we fall asleep.”
Katsuki blinked at the redhead and his limp bed-hair and the dark rings under his eyes. And the very real threat hanging over his head.
“You wouldn’t dare.”
Kirishima pointed to his eyebags.
“Do these look like they’re joking?”
Something heavy and ugly washed over Katsukis chest and he refused to see it as guilt because it had been Midoriya who woke him up every morning. Nothing else. Just his stupid face, twisted in pain and covered in blood.
“There is nothing to talk about. He’s just loud as shit.”, he spat and dimly thought about just leaving shitty hairs room. Nothing was holding him back from standing up, crossing the room and hunting for the gremlin again. Shitty hair never held him against his will for too long - just long enough for Midoriya to safely hide himself away where he couldn’t reach him – so Katsuki was fairly confident that he wouldn’t actually stop him now. But this was the first time Kirishima blinked himself actually awake and focused his attention into one intense look.
It made Katsukis hands ball to fists because shitty hair seemed to just know.
How Katsuki still had nightmares about the training camp, about All For One, about All Might and Midoriya.
“I don’t have to tell you shit.”, he cursed and glared away from those eyes, taking in the posters on shitty hairs wall instead.
“If it’s some mushy-touchy-feely-shit you’re fishing for, tough fuck, you won’t find any here.”
“Then don’t!”, shitty hair said and waved one hand in the air.
“I don’t need you to get mushy-touchy-feely with me. Just freaking talk or, or... Ha!”
Kirishimas face lit up in a challenging grin.
“Rant to me.”
“What?”, Katsuki reeled and warily eyed the sudden energy flooding Kirishimas body as he nodded, obviously confident about his offer.
“Yeah, rant to me, baby, I can take it. Use the filthiest and ugliest words you know.”
That somehow got Katsuki to perk up, despite the underlying knowledge that Kirishima was using his competitiveness against him. The black swirling mass of his thoughts slowly wandered to the back of his mind as he saw the most pure-hearted motherfucker Katsuki knew asking him to curse in front of his virgin ears. Even Midoriya and his screams of agony still ringing in Katsukis head took a backseat at the prospect of venting to a pair of ears he knew would hear him. Listen to him.
“Are you sure about that, princess?”
Kirishima pulled the chair closer and land forward, hardened fists slamming together in his signature move.
“Go nuts, bro.”
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I’m BACK! Okay, so, sorry for the delay! I had some stressfull days and tried to keep ahead of the KeGo but I haven’t written anything in, like, advance, so I had no chapters up my sleeve to throw at you guys. But I’m gonna catch up now! :D
I should be able to catch up quickly now because nothing is standing in my way anymore! :D
As usual check out @banashee and her stories! I’ll have to go read them myself later, sorry, didn’t even managed to do that :’D
And this is crossposted on AO3 :D
#bnha au#imprint au#frankenfood#food-adventures#katsuki bakugou#midoriya izuku#Kirishima Eijirou#dadzawa#aizawa shouta#dorm shenanigans#katsuki is bad at feelings#and trauma#sorry for the delay#had some couple rough days#stressful#just stuff didnt go as planned and it hit me surprisingly hard :'D#but i'm back!#let me catch up real quick :D#kego december#writing challenge#my writing
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Who is your favorite slasher(s) and which ones are your lest favorite? For me, my favorites have gotta be Bubba Sawyer, Jason, Thomas Hewitt, Jedidiah Sawyer, and Stoned Ghost face(From Scary Movies. Also i know its supposed to be a big parody, but I still love him). And my least favorite have gotta be 2018 Freddy and Saw. They kinda killed it for me.
Okay so reboot Freddy hate that fuckers guts. I believe in the original there might have had something else implied but they didnt really say so until the reboot. But him and I REALLY hate Charlie Hewitt. Idk if hes considered a slasher but I hate him as well. Bo I'm iffy on bc of the chair scene but I still think hes pretty cool.
My ABSOLUTE BABIES are Leatherface (any version) 2007 Michael Myers, and Jason Voorhees. Both zombie and human. I love them just because of their designs and in my eyes they're sympathetic. What happened if Jason never drowned? Michael didnt kill his sister or had a different doctor? Leatherface was born in a normal family no face condition or bullied? They would be functional human beings. I think at their base core they do need a certain amount of love and care to show them that they aren't just monsters and that they can be more. Idk that's just my opinion.
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Prompt: Billy's in love with his bestfriend, shes in an emotionally abusive relationship, one day she gets hit and skips school, billy finds out then sees them together at a party, shes getting hurt and Billy loses his mind.
Okay, this RAN AWAY on me, I had many feelings. I hope you like this, I hope it is as healing to read as it was to write.
Billy leaned against the wall of the hallway, chuckling at his best friend, Jane. He had met her long ago, back when he lived with Neil and was always bruised, before they left Hawkins and ran away to university. Billy knew that he loved her, so fiercely wanted her to be his, but there was an issue. Tristan. Fucking Tristan. Had been attached to Jane's hip since school started and she followed him around like a puppy, eager for his affection. Except Billy could see that every time Tristan was around, Jane smiled less, no longer joked around. It wasn't always like that, at the beginning she had still joked, still smiled. But as Tristans verbal beatdowns kept crumbling her she became a shell of herself when she was around. With Billy, she was able to be herself, except for denying that anything was wrong with her relationship, and Billy would die, die, rip his own fucking heart out to keep that smile on her face.
Then, Jane's face fell and she withdrew inside herself and Billy turned, glaring into the face of her boyfriend. And he felt himself get prickly, the anger ready to burst out of him.
"What the fuck are you doing? I've been waiting, let's go," Tristan ordered.
Billy watched, anger brewing right under his skin as she gave him a weak smile and walked behind Tristan.
--
Billy hadn't been able to shake the anger all night, he had tossed and turned thinking of how Jane's face fell when she saw Tristan. Kept calling himself an asshole for letting her go back to him every. Fucking. Day. He was determined to corner her today, tell her to ditch that asshole but when he walked onto campus she wasn't where she normally met him for coffee. He shrugged it off, thinking she must have slept in but as the day went on he grew worried.
Jane never skipped her classes unless she was so sick she physically couldn't walk across campus. Even then, she'd sometimes text Billy asking him to carry her to class so she didn't miss anything. But today there were no texts, no calls and Billy was feeling uneasy.
After lunch Billy decided he was going to stop at Jane's and figure out what was going on. He knocked on the door and waited for a moment before beginning to point on it. When Billy's pounding didn't let up, Jane eventually opened the door. She huffed at him from behind the crack of the door.
"Billy, what are you doing here?"
He placed his hand on the door, leaning towards her, "you weren't answering me and it's not like you to skip. You gunna let me in?"
Her oversized sweater hid her hands as she clutched the door, "Billy, I don't think it's a good idea."
Billy pushed the door open, his strong arms able to move her easily, "okay, tell me what happened."
Jane looked away from him, hiding the tears that threatened to spill from her eyes, "nothing happened."
He scoffed, throwing the door closed as he stepped forward to grab her face. Her eyes were ringed red, lips puffy and split, a light purple bruise spreading out from her mouth.
Billy growled, his fingers shakily tracing her lip, "he did this to you?"
Jane tore her face out of his hands, "I fell."
Billy could feel rage bubbling under his skin, burning him from the inside out, "don't. Don't cover for him, we're past that. You know me, you know you can tell me."
"Billy, I don't know what to tell you," she sighed, her shoulders sagging.
"Tell me the truth, Princess."
She pulled away from him, pulling her arms into her chest and sat down on her bed, "I did, I fell. That's all."
Billy bristled, "fine, Jane. Lie. Lie to me for that bastard. What, he told you it was never going to happen again? He didn't mean it?" Billy's voice came out mocking, harsher than he wanted, "it's bullshit, Jane. You know it is. I know it is."
Billy knelt beside her, taking her hand in his, pleading now, "you need to leave him. He's an asshole and you need to leave him."
Tears pooled in Jane's eyes, "I-I can't," her voice was small, broken, "I can't do that."
"Why not?"
"He.. he said he'd hurt himself if I left, Billy. I can't do it," she curled into Billy's shoulder, sobbing, "I've tried, after the first time-"
"He hit you more than once?!"
"No! No, just... he's so mean! You know he thanks God when I put make up on? Mocks me, makes me feel stupid... I tried to leave the first time he got drunk around me. I thought he was cheating on me. He was so cruel, screaming at me..."
"Stop," Billy interrupted, "just, you're done with him, okay? If he does anything to himself that's not on you," Billy sat back on the floor, pulling her into her lap and holding her tight as she cried. "You just pick up your phone and tell him it's over, you'll put his shit in a box and have a friend take it over. You don't see him again, okay? If you need anything, I'll be here for you."
She sniffled, nodding into the puddle on his shirt.
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Billy strolled through the party, drink in hand, he had asked Jane to go to the movies tonight in an effort to cheer her up but she'd denied so here he was. Bored at another party when he so badly wanted to be curled around her.
Anger cut through him like a hot knife when he turned the corner. There she was, his Jane, quietly standing behind that monster. She had expertly covered the bruise with makeup but Billy could still see the cut on her lip.
"Fucking idiot," he grumbled, finding a spot on the wall he could keep an eye on her.
He saw Jane roll her eyes at something Tristan said and then that fucker had his hands on her. He gripped her face hard, fingers pressing into the tender flesh by her mouth that she had tried so hard to cover. Her face scrunched up in pain as he pressed on the bruise and Billy pounced. He was across the room in a second, sliding off his leather jacket. Billy pushed Tristan off her, sending him stumbling back and pushed his jacket into Jane's arms.
"Jane. Get out of the way," Billy's voice was low, dangerous.
Her eyes were wide and her lip had busted open again, sending a small drop of blood down her chin but she nodded and hugged Billy's jacket to her chest and backed up.
"Hey! What the fuck are you doing? Get the fuck away from my girl!" Tristan yelled, neck tense as he got in Billy's face.
Billy sneered and laughed in Tristan's face, his rage was a whole different type of chaos. Calculated violence learned over years of being too angry.
"Your girl? She hasn't been your girl for a long time, amigo."
Tristan jabbed at Billy's chest with two fingers, "I don't think you know what you're talking about, friend."
"I know exactly what the fuck I'm talking about," Billy growled.
Then the first punch was thrown, Billy's fist connected with Tristan's cheek, sending his head whipping to the side. Tristan's eyes went wide, a sneer painted onto his face as he spat blood. The two boys lunged at each other, the sound of fists cracking into skin filling the room along with people chanting, hollering at who they wanted to walk away the victor.
Jane curled into herself, hiding behind Billy's jacket, trying to block the whole thing out. Small hands pulled her, tucked her into a shoulder. Jane looked over at one of the girls she considered a friend, watched as she winced and tucked her head down beside Jane's.
"Should we stop him?" The girl whispered.
"Who...who's.."
"Winning? Your loyal boy, Billy."
A small smirk touched Jane's lips, "good."
He had beat Tristan until his knuckles were bruised and bloodied, until other guys had pulled him off before things went too far.
Then Billy had stood over him, loomed over him, a fire in his eyes and growled, "if you ever even THINK about her again, I will fucking end you. Do you hear me, you piece of shit? You don't lay a fucking finger on her."
He waited until Tristan nodded from the floor, whimpering through a mouth full of blood and then he walked over, took Jane from her friends arms with a nod and held her face gently. His hands shook, trembled with the excess adrenaline thrumming through his veins. The stark contrast in his movements a shock to everyone around.
"Jane, are you okay?" He eyed the bruise near her mouth, some of the makeup having wiped off.
"Yeah, let's just get out of here."
--
Back in Billy's dorm, Jane was gently wiping the blood off Billy's hands. His fingers flexed and his breath hissed out as the cloth ran over sensitive skin.
"Billy?"
"Hm?" He groaned, biting his tongue.
"Why..why'd you do that..you didn't have to. It wasn't your fight," she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, nibbling at it nervously and winced.
He brought one hand up to cup her face, using his thumb to gently pull her lip out from her teeth, "yes, I did. Have to, I mean. I needed to protect you."
Jane leaned her face into his soft touch, "but, Billy-"
He shook his head, leaning in close to her, "Jane. You don't understand. You're my best friend, I care about you," he sighed, wiping his face with a hand. "You're it for me. I don't have much family. And..well.. fuck, this isn't how I wanted but, fuck it. I love you, Jane. I've loved you for so long."
Soft tears ran down his fingers where the touched her face, "Billy, I-"
"I know, I fucked this up, didn't I? I always do," his eyes flicked down, expecting her to break his heart.
She smiled, choked out a laugh that was halfway to a sob, "you idiot. I love you."
His heart surged, exploded, when her lips ghosted over his, just a small peck before she curled up into his lap. Felt like it might burn through his chest when she settled against him, the smell of her shampoo filling his nose. Here she was, his best friend, his chosen family and he was never going to let her go.
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