#our own future? that we dont know what happens next?
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the storytelling in this album i will die
#growing pain is about falling headfirst into reality#then chasing that feeling is about running on the ground after you fall trying to find like something#then back for more is the feeling of wanting to go back to before because reality is too hard#then dreamer is about finding your dream and getting your name back. and it becomes your motivation to continue on#then deep down is about how these people were the reason you came this far. and how your struggles or your horns were really your crown#and then happily ever after is about realizing life isnt a fairytale and our endings are all unknown and isnt that better that we make#our own future? that we dont know what happens next?#and then skipping stones. OMG SKIPPING STONES THE METAPHOR UGH. its about how the ripples on the water when you skip stones#those wounds on the water. one day they will disappear and the water will calm again. so head towards that ocean. and stop dwelling on the#thoughts hanging on your fingertips. stop thinking about what youll be losing. LOSS IS A UNIVERSAL HUMAN EXPERIENCE. instead go forward#LIKE UGH WTH WHO GAVE THEM THE RIGHT TO KAJSDHFLKJDH#and then blue spring and do it like that#LIKE UGH#THIS ALBUM#I CANNOT#THE ALBUM PREVIEW I NEED TO STAB MYSELF
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i : "i need you to be strong now, everything that's happening today will somehow serve to bring you to me... your best version. believe in what i'm saying now: we will still have sad feelings about this, it's something that marked us and made us suffer. i need you to dedicate yourself and not give up, make plans. always have a direction! always have dreams and look for things that make you want the best for all eternity. i know things are tough and you're tired of waiting for genuinely good things. there's something difficult for us to deal with besides all of this, you know? something from our inner selves that you refuse to accept happened and refuse to expose and talk about. you're right to preserve yourself, but know that everything you put effort into doing succeeds. our secret will be safe until you want it to be, and can i tell you something? we'll never tell. know that your future will be good, comfortable. you'll have time to feel the cool breeze in your hair and have moments of peace. you may be curious about your career, right? well, listen, you'll be successful. you'll have a stable and admired mind, you can do anything! i'm sorry if i confuse you when i say "you" at some moments and "our" at others. i see us as different people now, who suffer and feel the weight of the present is you, and you will always be proud of your story. i'm in the future, waiting for you to blossom! I'm sorry i can't give you more directions about our future right now, but i'm worried about you. oh, stop apologizing! i hope you'll be alright. with love, your future self."
i see that you might be going through a tough time at the moment. the cards mostly speak about stability. perhaps you're confused about your career, and you might wonder if this reality will change, which can cause you pain.
your future self didn't want to talk about other matters; they are concerned. you'll become even more responsible for yourself and your feelings. i can see that in the future, you may face emotional challenges, and your burden is heavy, but it's alright — you'll manage well and become even more amazing!
ii : "dont worry, your cup will always be full. you will have brilliant moments ahead, so don't lose faith. there's a new version of yourself about to bloom like a black widow flower. this version will be one of the four you'll experience. no, you won't cease to be yourself, but we agree that you need to evolve, right?! in any case, be confident, your next version will teach you cunning and how to handle malicious people, unfavorable situations, and moments of pain. you'll emerge from all the rough situations, knowing how to navigate them unscathed. don't hold onto this current version of yourself; you're feeling sorry for yourself! i apologize for being tough and cold with you; perhaps it's my desperation for having lived your pain and heard your despair without being able to do much. but i believe, you are me, and i once was you! you need to understand that feeling sorry for yourself will make it difficult to leave the past behind, the same lack i felt once and that you still feel: the missing hug, the support that was lacking... the stabs in our backs and the weight on our conscience. i understand it all. when i say not to feel sorry for yourself, i mean you need to detach from this version; it no longer serves you. but if by any chance you don't understand why you feel this way, i can point out a few reasons: you lacked support and didn't receive the value you deserved. always alone, my love? always. you learned through pain to rely on yourself, you supported yourself, wiped your own tears. You embraced your inner child; yes, you are a child. but this child needs to stay, and you need to continue this journey. learn from all of this that you will still be your own support; your inner child knows how to walk and needs to walk alone, take her off your lap. your version will bring you everything you need, and it's written for you. wait to discover that you are one of the most intelligent people someone could meet. know that you will still have the power of communication; know that you will be feared and respected. feared by enemies and respected by friends! you are loving, and you need to continue to be so, you need to find balance. you want to help people in the future, and you will, but to get to me, you need to nurture the love within yourself. you will stop looking at yourself with harsh eyes and discover new spiritual abilities soon. be happy, i'm waiting for you..."
for me, it was touching and straightforward. i see that currently, you might be experiencing moments where you doubt yourself and wonder if you will reach your desired destination, but yes, you will. much depends on us and our well-being, on how our mind is doing. i see you as an intelligent person with potential, but you have been neglected and diminished in the past. there may be psychological issues that hold you back and eat away at you from the inside. fear of not finding love? nah, you will find it. even though you may not have that next version yet, i see positive aspects in you that help you get through all the difficulties you have faced. you are strong and can protect yourself from many things, but there are still challenging things. your intuition and life situations will guide you to where you belong. don't swim against the current; if you feel like doing something, just do it.
iii : "luck is on your side now, and you need to know how to be rational and think about the future, so when tough moments come knocking at your door, you don't see everything as bad and against you. the friends you have today, few will remain by your side later, and the things you value now will lose their significance. cherish the present moments and prioritize those who are prioritizing you now, okay?! i need you to wake up and be more responsible about your future, don't waste time and money! the future is bright, and you will have everything you desire, but if you still think money can buy everything... stop. i don't have much more to say for now, have a good night."
#pick a pile#pick a card#tarotblr#intuitive#tarot community#free tarot#daily tarot#tarot witch#tarot reading#divination
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-- grimAuxiliatrix [GA] began trolling gardenGnostic [GG] --
GA: Are You Feeling Any More Cooperative In This Timeframe
GG: password!
GA: I See No Of Course Not
GA: Please
GA: I Know You Were Talking To Her Shortly Before
GA: What Did You Say To Her
GG: I SAID PASSWORD FUCKASS!!!!!
This is a pretty clever idea, actually. Usually when you message someone on Trollian, it lives up to its name by serving up a completely random timeframe, confusing your conversations with what I'm almost convinced is deliberate malice.
Employing a password system to keep things linear is a very creative countermeasure – although it’s not exactly foolproof, since Kanaya could request future passwords from her own older self.
GA: Past You Doesnt Care About Passwords What Happened […]
GG: it depends, do you want to have a silly conversation or a serious conversation?
I’m really liking this no-bullshit incarnation of Jade. It’s an attitude we haven’t seen from any of these other jokesters – and as we've recently discussed, it’s particularly striking to see it from Jade Harley, who’s been silly since day one.
GG: you have to give me that password to start our next conversation
GG: this ensures that past you cant jump ahead into the conversation and mess everything up, like you are trying to do now!
Like I said, it's not fully secure, since she could get passwords from her future self, or use Trollian’s viewport to snoop on Jade’s future conversations.
Luckily, this is Kanaya we're talking about. She's sensible enough to play fair.
I love that the Iron Man suit appears to be fully functional.
This is a much more versatile flying solution than the jetpack - but it pales in comparison to the majesty of Unreal Air.
GA: Im Appreciating Our Conversations From This Timeframe More And More
GA: Past You Is Much Less Of A Taskmaster Than Future You Or Pre Blackout Rose […]
GG: […] what do you mean by blackout???
GA: I Guess Youll Find Out Soon
GA: And Then Report It To Me Under Extremely Specific Circumstances
GA: Which Is Good Because I Sure Dont Know
GG: hmm @_@ […]
GA: Your Eyes Are Right To Be Swirled Letters
Love Kanaya’s continued fascination with ASCII typography. It might just be my favorite running gag in the comic.
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You make some really good points here, especially about stepping away a bit and trying to just enjoy them as musicians. I’ve tried it with some success, but it’s not easy. I do honestly love both of their music and listen to it daily. Beyond that, it’s good to back off a bit for me.
I think for me something that has really become clear this last year, is that many fans feel entitled to what I would call Chapter 118 of the Harry/Louis WIP, and the reality is it’s just not coming. Now I love reading Larry fan fiction as much as the next person, but looking at it that way is so unfair to them. They have real lives and relationships and it’s not a story that needs to be tied up with a happily ever after. Lots of Larries - especially Twitter Larries - seem to use every interview or use of a primary color as a new chapter. I’ve never been a believer in the “mastermind” theory. And you are so right when you say the good vs evil is not really clear anymore. Yes, Syco and Cowell committed a lot of abuses, but those guys walked out of there with around $50M and tons of doors opened for them that wouldn’t have been possible without 1D , so the lines are blurred.
I think it’s pretty clear from Harry’s “corner of the internet ….it’s not real” interview to Louis latest, they don’t want our help in this - whatever “this” is anymore. It’s not underdogs vs overlords and I don’t like taking away Harry’s and Louis’s agency at this point.
It’s funny, because in 2016 if someone had said this is where you will be 8 years later I would have laughed in their face. But this is where we are and finding ways to deal with it and realizing we may never have more then we have today can be hard. Who knows what will happen in the future. Tomorrow the whole thing could blow wide open and lots of questions will get answered, but I just don’t think so and I’m ok with that. Sort of…. lol!
Anyway, thanks for the nice, calm commentary. I still enjoy reading it all!
Oh, I totally feel you on waiting for chapter 118. So many people treat their lives like an unfinished fic or a game to win. It’s super unhealthy for fans and I can’t imagine it feels good for Harry and Louis. And I very much agree that where we once were helpful, we may now be a hindrance at times. Saying that, I think it’s important to acknowledge that we’re not fucking making things up out of thin air and Harry/Louis/their teams often use Larry and larries for their benefit.
That makes it difficult to feel that they’re being completely honest when they say they don’t want a focus put on Larry.
Regardless, I’m tired of playing this game. I’d prefer to just chill in my own little circle and talk about Larry with my friends and go to concerts and have fun. But I don’t enjoy being treated like shit when it’s convenient and then sent flowers when I’m needed again, you know?
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Sold To The Mafia - Pt. 1
Mafia Straykids x Fem Reader
Warnings- squirting, rape, chocking, a bit of blood, shock collar, torture, use of pet names, nude, blow job and any other stuff you can think off in smut idk
Gente - Smut, some angst and some fluff
Summary - you were kidnapped at the age of 17 and when you had just turned 18, you were sold on a bidding for a lot of money to a famous mafia group. What happens next?
Bad grammar so don’t make fun do me 😭
Very short because it’s like 11 in the morning so-
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“ZIP YOUR FUCKING MOUTH OR I’LL BLOW YA FUCKIN HEAD OFF!” He said as he cuffed your hands to the bed and his other men stripping your clothes off with ease leaving you nude.
~ before whatever this happened ~
You had just gotten a new job at a caffe. You had a good life, a good family, good school, good friend and etc. Until-
“Oi, baby girl, be quiet for me and so what I tell you okay?”
A random dude pulls you aside and out the caffe, ragging you into a hallway. You were knocked out quickly and thrown into a truck, no where to be seen after that. After a good hour or so you woke up in the van, tired and sore. The guys in-front of you were observing your body and one of them slapped your ass making you whine in pain.
“Your a cutie. What’s your name?”
One of the guys said as he grabbed your chin and pulled you close to his face making you flinch. You decided to spit in his face making him drop you and slam your back against the hard metal floor as you winced in the stoning feeling.
“Why you little shit!”
The guy said as he swung his arm up to punch you right across the face, knocking out a few drops of blood and tears from your face.
You then passed out
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~ back to the future ~
So here you were, blind folded, limbs tied to the bed, stripped naked and a chick collar around your neck 24/7.
“I-I’m begging you, please do-“
BZZZZZZZ! ⚡️
You screamed in pain and your knuckles went white from the way you gripped the bed sheet tightly.
“Shut the fuck up. Now we’re gonna fuck you dumb until our boss comes back okay princess?”
Before you knew it, a thick veiny and long shaft entered your tight cunt making you squeal and shimmy at the pleasure and pain. The men smiled as he suddenly pounded into you making you jolt and moan loudly, screaming and begging too.
“S-STOP I-“
BZZZZZZ! ⚡️
“I- I CANT HANDLE I-“
BZZZZZZ! ⚡️
“…”
The men were taking turn on fucking you endlessly, pounding into you like horny animals. They never realised you had fainted due to the intense orgasm you had at the beginning. They un blind folded you and saw you weak and helpless. They were furious that you had just fainted throughout all that. However, they had a brilliant idea.
When you started to wake up, you felt your leg numb and your throat sore align with your lungs and your stomach. You heard nothing but mumbles but why started to clear.
“We should make a bet for her.”
“What? Why? She’s such a good little bitch to us all. We have our own stress toy or whatever.”
“Yeah but how about this! We can say that she’s a good little assistant and loves to be fucked and since like mostly mafia people, who also have a-lot of money, need a stress reliever, they would believe it and spend thousands on her and then we can be rich.”
“…holy shit…that’s pretty shit but also pretty cool. Sure, let’s do it.”
“I have invited all of you mafia groups for a special occasion because of this wonder slut. She is an absolute beauty! She loves being fucked and played over. Sounds like a good stress reliever for all you mafias! She is great in bed and loves being teased. So, let’s start the bidding shall we?”
“…2 thousand.”
“No! 10 thousand!”
“No! 40 thousand!”
“Fuck- a million!”
“A million sir?! Okay! Going once-“
A million won for…me? Over me. They just set me up for this just to get money didn’t they. I’m not even good in bed I dont even know how to cuddle with a man! I-
You start to realise that they just want money and your worthless. You start to tear up but before a tear rolled down your face, a man shot up and stood on the table making you lift your face up.
“100 MILLION!!!TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT!”
“100 MILLION?!?! SOLD TO MR BANGCHAN AND STRAYKIDS THEMSELVES!!!”
…who?
Pt. 2 later 🤭
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#skz#lee know#reader#straykids#smut#bang chan#seungmin#changbin#y/n#han jisung#straykids smut#skz smut
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Heroic love (part 4) | Luke Castellan
pairing: Luke Castellan x female!reader
show: Percy Jackson and the Olympians
warnings: betrayal, dark romance, no verbal consent, angst, smut MINORS DONT INTERACTE
summary: Luke finds out your plan and you give in. After all, it is better to be with him than with the monsters that suround you.
authors note: The reader joins Luke rather unwillingly, even though she still loves him. I just want to say up front that Luke's threat at the end is not meant serious. He would never do something like that to her. He only does it so that she realizes that there is no other way than to join him. If it's too dark, I'm sorry... @qwertydddddddddd wanted to be tagged, so I hope you enjoy it <33
Sometimes you think to yourself, this is real love. I'm gonna marry this person. I will spend my life with them, building a home and a family.
Well thats the regular scenario, I mean for the people who are regular. Not demigods.
And you see, even though we dont have an easy life, fighting monsters, losing friends, being scared and anxious all the time, that some bad evil guy suddenly wants to rule the world- we live. Because we have to and because we have each other.
So, for me, I was prepared for it to become harsh. I always knew my life would be like sitting on a rollercoaster, never having the chance to exit.
But I found comfort in this reality. I would imagine being on this attraction, but holding onto something that grounds me. Someone that gives me strengh, so I don't lose myself.
For a long time, I held hands with Luke.
Then of course, something did go terrible wrong, as if they goddess Aphrodite wanted to watch an exciting, action packed romance movie, with the plot twist of I-hate-to-love-you-because-you-left-me trope. Something like this.
Well, I think the movie sucks. In the last months, everything was just not right- Luke leaving camp to join Kronos? Betraying everyone and kidnapping me? Showing up here, messing with me and then holding my own dagger to my throat? (Deja vu)
No, that just isnt what I Imagined to happen in the future. I didnt want my boyfriend to turn into the bad guy, who we swore to fight.
But now I guess, thats up to me. At least some part of it.
"I think Luke ist turning into Darth Vader." Sometimes I'm not sure whats going on in Percys head.
"I never heard of this monster?" Annabeths parents are so wrong for not watching Star Wars with her.
"Guys, after we discussed this, you can have your movie night. But please, let's focus." My voice sounds harsher than I intended, so I immediately feel bad about it.
"Sorry, it's just very complicated. I want to know what our next steps are, what we are planning to do with this- situation." I don't know how else to call it.
"We need information. Who is the spy? What are Kronos plans? Where will he attack? Who joined him? So many unanwered questions." Chirons voice sends a shiver down my neck. He's right, but how do we achieve it?
Percys gaze unnerves me and when I turn my head to meet his eyes, he immediately shakes his head.
"I am not letting you alone with him this time. Nope." I sign, conflicted how I would want to deal with this.
All eyes are on me and when I turn to them, I try to explain my plan. But I cant even finish my second sentence and already everyone seems to be against it.
"We cant let him out!"
"He will kill us!"
"His army is already searching for him, he would escape!"
Annabeth raises her hand and the voices calm down. As she looks at me, I sense her own doubts about the situation.
"They are right. How do you know he would trust you? Could you convince him?"
I nod my head, ignoring my doubts.
"I can."
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The moon shines beautifully in the sky, but it helps nothing to calm down my nerves. Im so stupid, why did I thought I could pull this off?
"Youre sure, you want to do this? You dont have to." Percy's standing next me, as always trying to comfort me.
"He will believe me. I always had dreams, where I thought he-" I need a moment to finish my sentence.
"-died. That he got hurt or is in pain. When I had this sort of dream, I would always sneak out of my cabin and came to him. I would walk into his cabin and he somehow always knew what happend. He would tuck me in his bed, letting me cry and cuddling me. Resurring me that everything is going to be okay, that he will live. That was always my biggest fear, that he would die and I would be helpless to do anything against it. He knows that."
We stand in silence for a moment.
"If you need me, I will be there. Just be careful." I smile at him.
I take a deep breath and go trough the doors, seeing that the only light he has, is a small lamp on the ceiling. I quicken my pace so he can hear me coming. When I stand in front of his cell, he is already on his feet. He looks alarmed.
"What-" his t-shirt is wrinkled and his eyes are sleepy. My breath catches and I don't even have to pretend to be confused and afraid, standing in front of him alone in the dark is enough.
The bars are the only thing that separates us.
At first I don't say anything, I just look at him with watery eyes. And just like I said, he knows it. He always knows.
"Another nightmare?" His voice is so gentle, it makes me remember the old days when everything was good. When he took me in his arms and wiped the tears from my cheeks.
I just nod, I don't think my voice is stable enough yet.
I have to play the role, I can do it. He has to believe me.
I slide down the wall and put my head in my hands, all the despair and pain I've been carrying for weeks suddenly coming out of me. I'm crying so hard that I'm almost afraid of waking up the others.
"Shit, princess- what can I do? Let me help, please." He sounds so desperate and it's only now that I realize, that I don't actually have to act. Because my tears are real.
"Y-you ruined everything! And I'm still s-so scared that something h-happens to you" I meet his gaze and see the remorse in his eyes. His heart hurts too.
"I didn't want something like that to happen- please, darling. Come here." Sniffling, I stand up. My knees feeling weak and unsteady. If I go in there now, I won't be able to defend myself properly.
“You hurt me, I shouldn’t even be here. You're an idiot, Luke. I hate-" but I can't bring myself to say it. I cant say that I hate him. Because I don't, at least not yet.
"I know, believe me. I hate myself too. Only your belief in me has always held me together." He grips the bars, I see the inner conflict within him.
"But you won't change. You've never been able to do that well." I know I'm right and he knows it too. Silence surrounds us.
"Let me hold you. Just for- a few minutes. Please. I can't stand seeing you like this. You've always been the sunshine in my life. I don't want my sun to be obscured."
The key jingles in my hand and I look at it uncertainly.
"I won't hurt you, never again, I promise. I also got an anklet. I can't escape." His eyes look so honest. I'm feeling nervous, my heart is beating way too fast.
I put the key in the lock and open the door, freezing in my movements for a moment. What am I doing here? But then I hear his voice and I know why.
“It’s not that comfortable on the floor, but you can sit on my lap." I close the door.
As I move towards him I see how thin he has become and how brown his eyes still are.
Slowly, he raises his hands and when I stand in front of him he puts them around my waist. My knees buckle and I sink carefully onto his lap. My hands rest uncertainly on his shoulders, then moving down to his neck. Playing with the strands of his hair, lost in thoughts.
His face is right in front of mine, both of our breaths are uneven. His hands linger on me, holding me tight to him. Warmth fills my chest as I look into his eyes.
"You're so beautiful. So, so beautiful." A sob tries to escape me, as I do something, I always loved. I put my head in the crook of his neck and wrap my arms around him.
He holds me for a few minutes, stroking my back and whispering soothing, sweet nothings in my ear.
Once I've calmed down, I'm basically lying on top of him and can hear his heartbeat. It's almost soporific.
"Luke?" my voice is calm.
His head turns to me. "Yes?"
"I...I want to be with you. I don't care how or- or where. I just know that I can't live without you." I see his eyebrows furrow.
"You dont mean-" I am silent. Just looking at him, sitting up a little, straddling him.
"I need you. I tried not to need you. But it's out of my control, nothing helps to ease the pain. Only you, only you matter."
Is it the truth if the words escape me so easily?
His hand finds my cheek and I lean into his touch.
"We're the only ones that matter. We will get through this, together and united. You don't have to fight my darling, you just have to be by my side." His hand around my waist pulls me towards him, the other one, he continues to lay on my cheek. Caressing the skin, drawing invisible heart-shapes.
Then his lips meet mine and my eyes flutter shut. The kiss so intoxicating, that I forget for a moment my real intention. Forget why I'm participating in this madness.
As he pulls away from me, I hear his whispering voice.
"You won't betray me, right? You won't do that to me?" He tugs on my hair, ever so slightly, to get my attention.
"No, Luke. I won't." Lie.
The key in my hand is no longer idle as I remove his shackles carefully.
"Then princess, let's get out of here." I slowly get off his lap, but before I stand up, he lifts me up in his arms.
"I promise you that I will never hurt you again. You deserve only the best." As cliche as it is, he carries me out of the cell, which isnt locked anymore.
He lets me down outside and breathes in the fresh air. It's still night, maybe 4 a.m. Everything is quiet.
His hands cup my face and place several kisses on my skin.
"You are incredible, I knew you would join me. For real this time." He takes my hand and intertwines our fingers. I don't see Percy anywhere.
"Let's go. I know where my troops are stationed. Nobody will notice that we're gone until it's too late."
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Joining Kronos' army was the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my life, and that includes keeping the truth from Luke.
That I'm a spy for the camp, better hidden than anyone else ever could. No one would accuse or suspect the leader's girlfriend, because everyone can see how much I love him.
After all, it's the only reason I'm tolerated here. Because Luke would kill anyone who even came near me. He has already done it to a dragon lady who was too pushy and even when I tried to stop him, he showed no mercy.
Because he can't afford to do that, if he shows that he has a heart, it will be taken away from him.
Every day it is torture to witness this evil, to help maintain cover, to save my friends.
And every day I feel worse, because I lie to Luke. But it is the only way. I cannot help in the camp, if my heart is somewhere else. Here, with him, my thoughts are not always here, but my heart is.
At least it's enough for me to function. When Luke isn't distracting me.
When I wake up that morning on the Princess Andromeda, it is still quiet. In the presence of these monsters, I have not been able to sleep well for months. Even the dreams I have, make me wake up in the middle of the night and the only thing that calms me down is Luke's touch.
His fingers gently stroke my exposed skin, and as I turn my head and look at him, I see an emotion in his eyes, I've only recently noticed. There is a desire in his gaze, as if he wanted to consume my entire being, to have me just for himself.
My voice, my body, my thoughts, my feelings. Simply everything. He wants it all to be his.
"I wish I could erase every bad dream you have and send whoever is responsible for it to burn in hell. It should scare me that you make me think like that, but if I'm honest, it doesn't. Are you scared?" His eyes look into mine.
Slowly, my fingers intertwine with his. "Not when you're with me."
The next thing I notice is his lips on mine. The way his hands grip my hips and pull me onto him.
He leans towards me, his lips caress my ears and I hear his whispering voice. "Every day I hear one my followers talking about you. That they want to have you, to decorate your beautiful body with scars, with their initials." I freeze at his words, wanting to pull away and look at him, but he holds me tight. Makes me continue to listen to his voice.
"They want to see you bleed, to alternate between pain and pleasure when they push their cocks into you. Do you like that? That you are so desired? That you turn everyone's heads, when you go by and they start wanting to see my head roll? To get close to you, huh?" I want to shake my own head, but he holds me even tighter.
"Do you know how hard it is not to execute every single one of them? Do you know that? I would, if I could. I would kill every single one of them, in front of you, so that everyone knows that you belong to me. Do you understand? No one will speak to you anymore, because your voice is mine. No one will look at you, because your sight is mine. You keep your hands to yourself, no more help with injuries, I don't care if they die. Your hands only touch me."
As I start to sqirm, he leans back, keeping his hands on my hips until a finger strokes my cheek.
"No one will ever kiss you except me. And anyone who even thinks about fucking you, I will let die in battle. You may think my loyalty is to Kronos, but it is to you. My beautiful girl. Now think carefully about who you are pledging your loyalty to."
When his eyes look into mine, I fall silent. Then, even though I try not to, my voice trembles.
"What do you mean? I'm loyal to you, Luke."
His hands caress my skin, examining how the sun shines on me. I'm only wearing one of his T-shirts and my panties. His hands, stroke my bare thighs.
His eyebrows rise, slowly his fingers wrap around my panties, pulling them down until I am revealed to him. My heart is pounding so loudly in my chest, that it feels like it's about to give up. I hold my breath as he places the tip of his cock at my entrance.
What am I doing here?
"I think you're not being completely honest with me, princess. Let's try again. Who are you loyal to?" As he slowly enters me and his hands hold my hips, I moan. I lay my head back for a moment and enjoy the stretch, feeling his hands slide under my shirt and stroke over my stomach, to my breasts and to my neck.
"Luke, what's going on? I'm here with you, I'm-" But I can't finish my sentence as he plunges into me with a violent jerk, right up to the edge. My eyes roll back.
"These sweet lies that come from your lips. Of course you are here physically, but with the mind? Oh no, while I fuck you, your thoughts are on Camp Halfblood. On Jackson. Can you believe it?" His hands push my hips down until I am connected directly to him and can feel every inch inside me. I almost melt as one of his hands presses into my lower back and I move even closer to him.
When I try to answer him, my voice is a mixture of horror and pleasure. "Luke, that's not true. I only want you, I'm on your side- ahh-" Faster than I can react, he thrusts into me. Once, twice. So hard and ruthless that he hits the spot inside me, that makes me see stars. I can't concentrate.
"How I wish you would tell the truth. There's nothing to be ashamed of, sweetheart. Admit it, I already know. My girlfriend is the traitor. Behind my back, she talks to the person I hate the most and yet, she sits on my lap and rides my cock. What would Percy say about that?"
His hand wraps around my neck and holds me tight, his hips keep pounding into me and even though my brain tells me to stop, my guard is down. I want this.
"How-" But when I want to ask, he pushes me onto him again. So fast, too hard, it almost hurts, but it also feels so good.
"I have my eyes everywhere. It took me a while to figure out how to deal with it, how to deal with you. But I found a good solution. After all, Percy lets you be here, without cover, without protection. Hoping I wouldn't find out that you were passing on information. That I wouldn't hurt you."
His last sentence makes me tense up, but even though his face twists in amusement for a brief moment, he doesn't stop talking.
"Your pussy won't save you either. And since I have given you my word, I will not harm you. I found a better punishment. A choice."
He suddenly stops moving and I almost cry, wanting to move myself, but he takes my face in his hand, tightly. Focusing all attention on him.
"Either you stop your underhanded loyalty to Jackson immediately and serve me, or I will make the wishes of everyone behind this door come true and you will be used like a beautiful, little doll. From each one of them, I assure you. But after that, you won't be so beautiful anymore."
Tears well up my eyes, whether it's from the tight grip he's holding on me or from his words, I can't tell. And I'm scared, it feels like I'm being buried alive. With no prospect of ever being able to breathe or be free again.
Without me saying anything, he starts moving inside me again, letting my hips sink onto his. I breathe in loudly.
"Come on, move. Your choice. It's either my cock or anyone else's."
When I look at him, the person I once loved has disappeared. It's like looking at a stranger.
My heart feels like it's been stolen and in the back of my mind I realize, that I should have never gone with him.
But then I close my eyes, put my hands on his shoulders for support and sink down onto him. Again and again, even stronger. Until my thighs shake and tears run down my cheeks. Until I hear Luke's quiet voice again.
"If you think you are strong enough to be like me, treacherous, cold-hearted and ruthless, then I have to disappoint you. Your heart will be soft forever unless the world hardens it. I will protect you for that, princess. Forget camp halfblood, you only serve me now."
His lips are hot on my skin, a strong contrast to my heart, which feels like it's made of ice.
And when I receive the next secret sign from Annabeth a few days later, I ignore it.
#luke castellan#percy jackon and the olympians#percy jackson#percy series#percy pjo#camp half blood#x reader#smut#fanfic#betrayal#angst#bad ending
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my cuckquean journey
if you have followed me for some time, you may have noticed how over the past year cuckquean has slipped more and more into my blog. this is a kink, if you asked me a couple years ago, i would not have been into. that was until @dirty-nerd-83 decided the role of a cuckquean was best for me. when he first brought it up to me, i wasnt too excited about it. i wasnt sure i would enjoy watching someone else fuck my owner. also i considered myself straight at the time. i had some experience on here chatting with some lovely ladies, but it was mostly for fun, or so i thought. i tried to pushback on it, but as a vip of mine he had the right to choose for me. edging to cuckquean material was my future. i remember even asking him to allow me to keep it a secret, which he allowed.
for the next few months he would send me cuckquean related material on here, every day, and more and more i found myself edging to them. to the point, he wasnt even telling me to edge, i was doing it on my own. along with the posts, he was having me do cuckquean training on my own. sometimes edging to porn as if i was the person watching. other times i would have to kneel by my bed, have porn on my phone playing, imagining the act was happening in the bed. i wasnt allowed to touch myself, i just had to kneel there with no satisfaction. at the time, i didnt really know what was happening, but it was training and conditioning.
the conditioning paid off because i got tired of just imagining this all, i wanted to try it for real. thats when i asked my owner about the possibility of bringing someone in to be the cuckcake. i did this without @dirty-nerd-83 telling me to do it. he showed me the rabbit hole and now i was the one jumping in. it took about 6 months for my owner to find the right person for the job. he was extremely picky about it, and to be honest finding someone that is ok with our lifestyle...not the easiest thing to do. but it worked out well and we found Mistress Katie who has been amazing, and is settling in the role well.
the whole point of this post is to give @dirty-nerd-83 a public acknowledgement for corrupting me. i 100% did not think it would stick, and that it would be a thing of the past soon after starting it. that was not the case, and in the end he fully corrupted me into being a bi sexual cuckquean. i would like to thank him, he awoke a part of me that i didnt think existed. he was right, and i was wrong.
(side note - i also dont want this to come off like im saying your sexuality is a choice. i dont believe that to be the case, but i think its something that can be discovered about yourself)
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if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @iamburdened - thanks so much!! ♡
Daryl Dixon x she/her!reader
Something To Hold On To
Another night is spent in your half empty bed, staring out of the window, unable to sleep. Watching. Waiting. Desperate. The events that led you to this agonising repetition haunt you, ghosts of the past preventing your present from ever seeing a future, because it is unchanging now.
Denise’s death snapped something in Daryl, you knew it from the moment he got back that day, but you had never thought in a million years that anything would have the power to push him away from you. From your perspective, the death of a loved one brings you closer to the rest of the people you love, because it reminds you to cherish every moment with them, but for Daryl...it was different. You followed him all the way to the gate that day, trying to persuade him not to go out there because you knew what he could be risking. Usually, you were the one person guaranteed to get through to him, it had been that way since the farm, when the group found out where Sophia had been all that time. You were the only one that Daryl couldnt snap at, for some reason he had restraint around you. But that day at the gate, he lost it.
“The hell ya think yer doin’? You dont own me, I aint yers, who were we tryin’ to kid thinkin’ any of this was worth it?! Im better off by my damn self, ya don’ get a say in what I do, aint the boss of me. Run back to yer house, yer garden, an’ block out reality like ya usually do! Never should’a let this go on fer so long.”
Daryl was in your face, throwing his arms up in big theatrical gestures, bringing the attention of everyone who happened to be around. You stood there broken in front of him, unable to say a word; what was there to say after hearing that? With a final scoff, he got on his bike, and he was gone.
The next and last time you saw him was at the lineup. Despite everything that he’d said to break your heart, you couldnt keep your eyes off of him, seeing him in such a state and not being able to go to him was the most painful thing you’d ever experienced. After Abraham, you were staring at Daryl for strength, to keep yourself together, to prevent you from looking at what was left of your friend. Obviously, an egotistical prick like Negan didnt take kindly to you refusing to look at him.
“Well, it looks like we’ve got a couple of lovers in our midst! ‘Scuse me darlin’, would you mind paying me a little attention? I did just brutally kill this poor ginger after all, the least you could do is admire my work!” Negan’s voice was almost flirtatious, in the most sadistic way, but when you continued to refuse him, he shoved his barbed-wire-bound bat in your face and yelled. “Take a damn look!”
And you got the surprise of your life. Daryl leapt to his feet, swinging at Negan and landing a hard punch to his jaw before he was held down. You cried out, trembling feverishly, thinking that Negan was going to kill Daryl for that, but instead he took Glenn. That, you couldnt look away from. The devastation in Daryl’s eyes told you that he blamed himself for Glenn’s death, and you would have done anything to reassure him, but then he was taken.
And every night since, you have been like this. Lying awake and staring out the window at the Alexandria gate, waiting for it to magically open and reveal Daryl, safe and sound. Trying to sleep with your paranoia over what was happening to him, whether he was even still alive, was an impossible feat in itself. But that combined with trying to decode Daryl’s actions, from brutally ending your relationship because he didnt want you anymore, to risking his own life just because a very threatening man was talking to you. Of course, you know Daryl is a kind man, he loves deep and cares so much more than he lets on, it isnt out of character for him to defend you after ending things with you. But, over the years Daryl has gotten a lot more level-headed, and in a situation like that, he could usually be trusted to hold it together better than pretty much anyone else; he’s an expert at bottling things up, after all. The fact that he lashed out like that, you’d only have expected a reaction of that ferocity from him being in love with you still, which completely counterbalanced what he’d said earlier that day. If he did still love you, why would he say such horrible things? None of it made sense, all you want to do is talk to him and find out what he meant, you need to see him, and you dont know how far away that day will be, if it’s even possible.
Night’s without Daryl are difficult, but you have some things to make the days a little easier. Rick keeps a close eye on you, knowing that what Daryl said really messed you up and that regardless, being without him is hard on you. He regularly asks you to join him in completing various tasks, or even to just watch Judith because it gives you something to distract yourself from it all. It was when you were distracted that the other things came into play.
Judith is sitting in your lap, listening to you intently as you read her a story. She’s just had her morning feed and is due for a name anytime now, reading to her always helps her drift off without a fuss.
“The prince found the sleeping princess, and he leant down to give her a kiss-“
And then, you are gone.
It was late, and you had promised yourself you were going to stay awake until Daryl had returned from the run. He could be gone until tomorrow morning, you didnt care, you were stubborn enough to stick it out. Or, so you thought. As the sun rose and Daryl crept through the front door, he found you passed out on the stairs. He laughed quietly to himself, but couldnt help feeling guilty at putting you in that position by being home late. As gently as he could, Daryl lifted you up into his arms and carried you up the stairs bridal style. He carefully laid you down in the bed you shared, kicking his shoes off before crawling in beside you, wrapping an arm around your waist and placing a soft kiss on your forehead, causing you to stir awake.
“You’re home!” Your sleepily slurred whispers were joyous, a welcome sound to Daryl’s own tired ears.
“Yeah I am, now get some rest, got the day off tomorrow.” Daryl mumbled.
You gasped and turned over to snuggle into his chest. “A whole day to makeout like teenagers?”
Daryl scoffed, blushing and burying his face in the pillow, making you laugh.
When you come back to yourself, Judith is asleep in your arms, and the tears you hadnt realised were rolling down your cheeks have started falling onto her little head. You’re quick to gently dry her head with the blanket around her, and then you wipe your own eyes with your hand.
Later, when Rick comes to take Judith and you’re jogging down the porch steps of the Grimes house, you happen to glance down the street. For maybe half a second, the perfect vision of Daryl standing in the distance, waving at you, stops you dead in your tracks. Tears fill your eyes, and by the time you’ve cleared them, he’s gone. Rick watches from the window as you wipe your eyes and hurry down the street in the opposite direction to your house, where you’d just told him you were going. You have to walk the long way round to avoid heading towards the place you’d just seen Daryl standing. Wherever he appears, that’s always the way.
Flashbacks and visions of him get you through the day, and as painful as they are, they make you feel something, they give you fleeting moments of joy until reality returns to you. Blocking out reality, that’s what Daryl said you did, but you’d never truly done that until now. At night, no flashbacks or visions ever came, and every night is eerily silent. Numb, empty, cold no matter how many blankets you wrap around yourself.
The one time you decided to distract yourself by leaving Alexandria to go on a supply run, Negan happened to show up, and he brought Daryl with him. Apparently, Negan asked Rick where you were, and Daryl looked up from the ground to watch Rick’s face as he answered.
“She left on a supply run this morning, she probably wont be back for a few days.” Rick said, holding Daryl’s gaze for just a moment so that Daryl knew two things: one, he was telling the truth, and two, you were alive.
“Well that is a shame, I brought Daryl here just for her!” Negan sighed dramatically, and then continued to go about his asshole business.
Ever since, you have stayed within the walls of Alexandria. You know that if you had been there that day, you would’ve lost your mind seeing Daryl, and probably gotten yourself in trouble for not being able to keep it together. But having the knowledge of it happening when you werent here, knowing it could happen again, however unlikely that may be, you have prepared yourself.
It’s been too long, you refused to count the days because with every one that passed it would feel like you were even further away from Daryl. At least now you know that Negan is keeping Daryl alive. Torturing him, yes, but keeping him alive.
When Rick asks you to come with him and a group to the Hilltop, you’re hesitant, wanting to stay at Alexandria just in case Negan comes back. You will gladly bargain your life for Daryl’s safe return home, and Rick knows that, which is exactly why he persuades you to come with him to the Hilltop. It takes a lot of persuasion, mainly bringing up the fact that one of your closest friends, Maggie, would love to see you. Rick will proudly admit to guilt-tripping you if it means he avoided you offering your life up to Negan.
The gates of the Hilltop open before you, and you’re already itching to go back to Alexandria, paranoid that Negan is back there with Daryl. The group follows Rick through the gates, and for a moment you’re occupied by your thoughts, until Rosita nudges you and gestures for you to head inside the walls. Maggie embraces Rick, and when Rick pulls away, he looks to his right and his eyes fill with tears. You follow his gaze. In a fraction of a second, your vision is blurred, and you’ve collapsed to your knees, in silent, sobbing hysterics. Maggie, Rosita and Tara are quick to huddle around you, offering you comforting words that you cant even hear. Your hands cover your face as you sob into them, you cant see or hear anything, but you can feel a pair of familiar eyes burning into you from afar.
Tara lets go of you to join Rick and Michonne in hugging him, welcoming him back.
Rick glances at everyone else, all of them having a good idea of what he’s about to say before he even opens his mouth. “Let’s head inside, they need to catchup.”
You feel the comforting arms leave you, and you lower your shaking hands from your face, wiping your eyes and slowly rising to your feet. It takes all the strength you have left to lift your head, to meet his eyes. Daryl. His name sets you on fire, goosebumps rippling all over your skin, your throat suddenly dry and heart pounding against your ribs.
He looks awkward, uncomfortable, like he’s holding back from something. You know him too well. You cross your arms over your chest and slowly walk over to him.
And despite everything, you manage to smile at him. “You’re really back?” You ask, voice somewhat hoarse from all the crying you’ve just done.
Daryl nods, not saying anything.
“I dont know what happened to you, but I am so, so sorry.” You tell him, your sincerity laced in every syllable, almost bringing yourself back to tears at the thought of what he could have gone through.
Daryl nods again.
You take a deep breath, preparing to say the words you’ve been planning. “And I want you to know that I’ve come to terms with everything, regarding us no longer being, well, us...and I get it, things change and dont always work out-“ You nod to yourself while avoiding his eyes, as though still trying to convince yourself. “-but I want you to know that I can put it all behind me, and I will.” You meet his eyes. “Because more than anything, I want to be here for you, for whatever you need.”
Daryl shakes his head, finally finding the courage to speak. “Stupidest thing I ever did.”
For a brief moment, the sound of his voice leaves you breathless, but you quickly regain control of yourself.
“What was?” You ask.
“Everythin’ I said to ya that day, I was fuckin’ stupid, an’ wrong.” Daryl admits, shaking his head again, angry at himself.
“Y-You were?” You stammer out, unable to believe what you’re hearing and in desperate need of an explanation.
Daryl stares into your eyes for a few seconds, and you can almost see him taking in the sight of you to beat himself over the head with, to relive this guilt and torture himself further.
He glances down at his shoes. “Thought I had the strength t’ push ya away, t’ try and protect you, but I realised that there aint nobody that’d try as hard as me to keep ya safe.” Daryl looks back up at you, holding your gaze, not shy about admitting his last sentiment. “I’d die fer you.”
Your eyes start filling with fresh tears of an entirely different meaning. “Daryl...”
Daryl shrugs you off, avoiding your eyes because he knows you can see right through him; you know how hard it is for him to talk about his feelings, but he’ll do it for you. “I know i’s too late, I took too damn long realisin’ what was good fer me. For all I know ya could’ve moved on already, but I wouldnt be able to live with myself if I didnt tell ya the truth.”
Then, you smile, and Daryl cant avoid looking at you any longer. The sight of your genuine smile has been his favourite memory to cling to in that cell, the one view he couldnt wait to see again, even if it was never directed at him after what he’d done. You take the single step necessary to stand toe to toe with him, and you ever so slowly lift your hands to cup his face. Daryl breathes a sigh of relief, his eyes immediately closing as he relaxes into your touch, instinctively, even after all this time.
“How could I ever move on from the man I’d die for?”
#daryl dixon#daryl dixon x reader#daryl dixon imagine#x reader#the walking dead#twd#imagine#imagines#fanfic#fanfiction#headcannon#Spotify
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founders of eden fake tumblr posts
kind of long so im putting it under a cut
🍎 brainworm9 Follow
Every time I see an article on this I lose my mind a little bit more. For the last fucking time. The sinkholes in Japan do not give you cancer. They don't. That's a rumour and it was debunked 6 years ago. Why do I keep seeing posts about how no one wants to torte to Japan because they'll get cancer are you guys just stupid. Also we are right next to El Salvador and they have sinkholes too but no one talks about el Salvador ooohh nooo it's just Japan Japan Japan don't go to Japan youll get cancer ooooooohhhhhhh
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of course i have to be a serial monogamist who years for marriage. why does nothing ever work out for me. and i cant even blame my transition because i got more game as a woman so. are all my relationships just destined to fizzle out? am i doomed to be alone forever? doomed to wander alone as never-happy-jacquie...
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^33 years old BTW
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i forgot to make my post unrebloggable also youre going to the scrapyard if you pull this shit again
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Why does no one believe I can see into the future when I tell them I can? Not even the religious people believe me immediately. What happened to faith guys? You all pray to Saint Kauhane but you can't believe that I have the same ability as him?
#ok I guess yousef is fine because hes muslim and they dont pray to kauhane but this is still very frustrating.
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Neo-Catholics continue to be the most annoying group of people on Exodus. We love historical revisionism. Shit in my hands and clap
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Sometimes I still miss my ex-wife because I could complain about this with her and not alone in my apartment talking to myself as if i were possessed
#i should delete this post
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🇸🇪 stefansohlman Follow
And this is just one of the many things they took from us.
🗺️ historyfan28 Follow
What kind of faggy ass shit is this that is a furniture corporation it's not even like the fucking stockholms slott or whatever
Also I reported your account 18 times
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Ignore my son, he is "Schizoposting"
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We would like to address the false claims that we are a "cult." Members are allowed to leave at any time and all who join our group do so out of their own free will. We Manila Shakers do not believe in extortion.
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i believe you john mark but aren't you guys supposed to be off the grid and not have social media theoretically
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You're right. Will delete the account
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Want to start a support group for ex-sexbots but when I try to use another site to make a community post it has this thing called a "captcha" and I can't seem to figure out the answer to it.
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Hes like five foot six and he got franz ferdinand's death mixed up with whitney houston's death and he said he didnt know who whitney houston was and I desire him carnally on a level beyond human comprehension im like idiotsexual morosexual. Stupidosexual as it were
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How am I the stupid one when I'm the third youngest nwg medical division member in history and you're unemployed
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Jesus christ how did you find me
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Hey,
people keep arguing about Akihito's character development and how is idendity in seemingly reduced to just being Asami's lover. However your stance is on this issue, do you think sensei will ever go down the path where Asami's and Akihito's connection is exposed to the press/police? Like not necessarily the depth of their feelings but the fact they live together and or have sexual relations at least? Since Akihito got some new fighting skills we might actually see the day where his story does not revolve around him needing rescue. And the conflict of interest that comes with their respective occupations has never really been explored. Not to mention their need for chatacter development. Now that Akihito is comfortable in admitting his feelings for Asami, putting them to the test is the next obvious step, right?
I feel its a fair assesment to think Akihito is being reduced to being just Asami’s lover, I espiecally see it in this last arch. But at the same time i dont mind it, if its the cost we must pay for getting Asami’s character development. One thing i will say about this arch, is though it isnt my favorite, I do like that we really got to see things from Asami’s POV. We get to see Asami finally admitting that he’s in love and that he’s gotten soft because of it, and he’s scared (if not terrified) of a future without Akihito.
If anything i think Akihito’s own character development will improve once they finally return to Japan. Because for a while, the story has really spent a lot of time focusing on Asami’s business, the fighting with chernobog, being on the run, being stuck on the island, and then the brainwashing arch - has all really been a consequence of Asami’s business and the ongoing war he’s had with chernobog which was set up in the Sudoh arch.
Since Chernobog is HOPEFULLY gone for good this time, I hope in the next arch they will finally have a homecoming where they both return to Japan. Sometimes Sensei does do an arch or at least a few chapters, like after Naked Truth where she did the temporary paradise story. When things calm down finally after all the drama.
But at the same time, i am almost thinking she’s gonna go - NAH heres the next villian you have to deal with! No rest for you!! 😂
As the last few archs happened in such quick session that she might want to get right back into the thick of it, without a break for our boys 😭
I feel like i can no longer guess what Sensei is going to do anymore, because I am just total wrong each time. I would honestly love all the things you mentioned. But i can’t guess if it will happen or not. I was hoping if and when there is a homecoming episode of them returning to Japan, there would be an episode about Akihito’s friends and family are riotting about where Akihito was this whole time and maybe Akihito having to admit he’s in a relationship with a man. That would be super fun, but I have heard people say that something like that wont happen because Sensei has apparently said in the past that finder is not that kind of manga where the focus is on family drama and such - its a gangster manga. So that makes me think a storyline like that would not be something sensei wouldn’t be interested in telling. Which is too bad honestly.
I could see a storyline where police or press get involved- i feel that is still in the realm of “gangster” manga? But at the same time, we’ve never seen police involvment at all. I mean they shot up a cruiseship? A bomb in a warehouse went off? and yet we get no hints of police at all, or even fear of running from police. That doesnt mean she wont do it - after all Yamazaki was police and that was way back in episode one. So i can see a universe were police get involved. Imagine if during their homecoming to japan there is some problems with the police because the old apartment was shot up and they’ve been investigating that. Remember we know that event was covered by the press, via the newspaper Akihito read when he was staying in the monestary - so that could be some problems they face when they return back home.
I also completely agree with the idea that Akihito will no longer be a damsel anymore- this was one of the bright spots of this most recent arch. Akihito is now properly trained. I can see a future where Aki and Asami fighting side by side this time. Though i am happy that Aki might in the future have the oppertunuty to fight for his man and no longer be side lined like in the past when its “too dangerous”. But at the same time I am not sure how i feel about Aki loosing sight of who he is. The big question to me is - will Akihito return to being a neighborhood photographer, but one who is now less naive and can save himself? OR will he join up with Asami completely and join his organization?
There is still a lot sensei can do with this series so we will see whats to come next. I feel like with the love confession? Its really only the beginning of potential storylines she could do. Really my only hope is that she is willing to tell stories that aren’t just all explosives and guns 😂
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Okay so i gotta talk about Gen V ep 5 or am gonna explode!
And gotta talk about The Boys S4 spoilers for 2 reasons... 1) something mentioned by Dr Cardosa in the episode and 2) the VoughtHQ twitter leaker... mainly cuz am getting this after trying to check on a leak from season 4... their twitter also wont load for me... like can we just let Becca Saunders rest? Can her poor life stop being milked for manpain??
Spoilers under cut obvi.
First-- off congrats Marie and Jordan I hope you 2 get married and be the power couple this universe needs.
Second here its out Butcher cameo lol. I think this is from S1 after killing madelyn but seeing him in a beanie its so weird altho there is a Homelander article in the same page so who knows.
Third-- Cate you poor bitch!! I felt so betrayed but i dont doubt she its being brainwashed/groomed by Dean Shety so maybe she can be redeemed and her powers are too strong.... i dont doubt that there its a chance she its involved in who appears in ep 6 if thats not a halucination.
Fourth-- Dr. Cardosa mentioning a virus to deal with them... so i guess thats how we r gonna deal with the supe population and why i think the vought hq leak might be real as it mentions the virus as well... i think its super interesting that Vought its developing a virus to kill supes, i guess stan edgar did had a way to make V24 viable despite having supes and maybe a way to get rid of Homelander... by giving him the common cold i guess.
Fifth-- am glad that Maverick is another bisexual king but its the bestiality jokes necessary?? altho I assume his alpaca gf Sloane its just a shapeshifter. So far we got Marie, Jordan, Emma, Cate and Andre as our bisexual monarchs and thats basically the whole cast sans Sam... absolutely iconic Kripke, best apology after fucking up Dean Winchester but i wont forgive you for what u did... still thank you.
Sixth-- the pv for the next ep has fucking Soldier Boy!!! Deep down i feel he its most likely a halucination... saw some ppl theorizing that Cate its mindstorm daughter and she witnessed Mindstorm getting killed by SB so she will use her powers to send them to a mind prison to fight SB which is absurd but i doubt SB its there unless Cate's powers were use to brainwash soldier boy and use him as a weapon in the future, as his powers r too good plus is Vought wants to kill all supes then it makes sense for them to team up with the american govt and have SB as back up while they work with the Superona.
Seventh-- i only now noticed there its a wall poster for homie and loneliness on those school mental health ads which is sad and funny.
Eight-- overall great episode loved how much its happening and its only been days inside the canon, and fuck Rufus! How its the next 3 eps gonna kill me!! Like its too freaking much!!
And finally this shit...
I would not be surprised if this virus is the one being developed in The Woods by Vought, second if this is real then Butcher its a complete pos and a hypocrite i expect the following scenarios of: a) during the time Becca was raped or the wk she went missing thats when Butcher cheated on Becca so its not hatred that motivated his revenge against Homelander but guilt for cheating on his wife... probably with his married fbi plug if i had to take a guess. Or B) Becca learned of his affair decided to have her own affair with Homelander tried to end it which resulted in her S.A. which its why Homelander doesnt see what he did as rape bcuz i guess its not assault if its ur GF/Wife in his mind.
And i guess he takes V or the V24 never left his body unless some Supe can give powers which cause Butcher to use them am so confused is he like a power conduit???
I am gonna say Frenchie or MM will die in this story unless by main characthers they mean any of the Seven, Vought execs or Neuman... doubt Hughie, Starlight, Kimiko or Homelander are gonna die in S4.... but maybe Ashley who knows.
And finally giving cookies to Ryan did like HL saw the tumor felt sad for Butcher and decided to let him see Ryan? or did Ryan just sneaked out and met Billy??
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🐺🐶1x1 Werewolf pack!
Splitting up from an excisting abandoned rp,
But with new characters, plots, and making our own world.
After a 4/5 year long rp, my friend ended up dropping it. But im not able to completely give up on our 5year long rp with multiple generations
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We wont continue the 4/5 year long rp. But start our own branch of this universe
Cause;
Lyam, grand-nephew of the 5th alpha. But after the man's left the pack to follow his dreams, Lyam's grandmother (sister of the 5th) became the next in line. Lyam's dad became alpha, and now Lyam is taught to become the next. Reaching his 18th birthday, he been told he was the age to legally take over. But then, the grandson of the 5th returned back to the pack. Being the rightful owner of the alpha seat, he became the 7th. Taking away Lyam's chance.
He understood, not like Lyam could resist anyway. He was only the grandson of the 5th sister. They only warmed up the seat in case the 5th or his children ever returned.
Though, after being trained so long, Lyam decided to take his future in his own hands. He decided to leave the pack, carrying the name but starting his new 'sub-pack' in a different country. Lyam will try to claim his own territory, somewhere in the mountains of canada. And tried to find his new beta and pack members. Part of the original pack as they still carry their name, but with their own rules.
But, have werewolves ever been seen in canada?
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In this rp, we will be having two pairings,
I will be portraying Lyam, a sweet and responsible gentleman
And the future mate of the beta.
I expect you to portray
The human girl, future mate of Lyam
The male who will become Lyam's best friend and future beta of the pack
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Im looking for a new long-term roleplay that lasts as long as we want. Starting for the first plot, and when it reaches its end, we start up the next generation. Building a huge tree of generations with all kinds of different plots, characters, ideas, and romances.
There could be basic plots about new alpha x childhood human girl, or plots where the alpha's mate is part of a bad pack. A plot where the alpha steps down and his sister's mate takes over. A plot where the alpha's mate is the current girlfriend of his best friend who turned out to be the beta. Alpha's future mate who is under control by a bad rival pack. Long lost childhood friends or even where the alpha's boy fixed his future mate with his best friend because he thought they were made for each other.
A lot can happen! The alpha might actually reject his responsibilities, or the pack might get themselves involved with other packs that dont allow them to deal with humans.
We can actually come up with villains, whenever its hunters, the maffia, alpha concurrent, an enemy pack, or the ordinary bully from school.
This will also be highly nsfw at some point!
I prefer slowburns as we work our way to that point
Though keep it 50/50 with nsfw & plot
Who am i looking for?
first thing first, im looking for a friend who likes to roleplay and talk about goofy stuff on an ooc chat. xD
someone who is completely committed to making this rp work. I know people have lives outside of social media, and that's completely fine.
someone who is creative and likes to come up and collect many different ideas and is able to play all kinds of characters.
About me,
Im an experienced roleplayer who had been in the business for 10+ years. I know what i want, and im can be quite picky over roleplay partners. Im an adult, and due to this, i prefer my rp partner to be over 20 as well. Im detailed, prefer long-term roleplays with a slow romance development🥺🥺
Im literate, but that doesn't mean i can't send shorter replies. The lengths of my replies vary due to the situation in the rp, the characters, the settings, my mood, obviously, etc. There can be times i sent a 6-line reply (most then, im in a hurry really or when we're getting stuck and need to skip to the next day to help us out or something)
I've got over 4 years of experience in werewolf roleplay. Loving each and every pup of the 10 generation long roleplay and missing every character that passed away🥺
give a likea dna non will get back to you
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I havent really wanted to make my own post about this cause I feel so inarticulate I dont think I could defend my posistions very well. But with all of the discussion going around i feel like I dont see anyone talking about the actual issues with the finale I have:
I think cn not being in the final battle is fine and leaves the door open for future conflict. They issue i have is that like..... He basically wasnt in the finale at all. The last time we see him hes sending plagg away and the very next time is the adrinette wedding scene where hes acting so different and it feels jarring. Him not being in the battle doesnt mean he cant still have space in the narrative he's our deutragonist and emotionally it feels like we left the one weve been following back when he sent plagg away. Did his alliance ring antinightmare app also get interuppted? If so how did he react? Did he know at all about what was happening outside? If he did did he try to do anything about it or did it just hurt that he couldnt? At that point gabriel had taken everything from him INCLUDING chat noir wouldnt it have reinforced the battle and how hollow the lie that he was a hero to see how this effected him. It might have also gone a long way to show the scene where ladybug shows up to tell him what happened. They said in the commentary they wanted a sleeping princess and the knight who saves them with the genders reversed, well usually in those stories theres a scene where the knight wakes the princess.
Then theres the fact that the last handful of episodes went out of their way to keep ladynoir apart but the next time we see them together its just like.... "Good to see you again"
Anyway I dont want people to take this as me hating it. In terms of if it was good or bad I tend to fall in secret third thing. I think there are some really cool and ambitious things theyre setting up and a lot I really do like. But I think its also understandable why some things fall flat for a lot of people. That being said I know a lot of this is also likely a result of them having limited time to tell their story but... I do still wonder if even one more scene with our deutragonist might have been worth cutting something else for
#i feel like any post i see complaining about it i disagree with despite having my own issues lmao#while i more agree with posts defending it
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hihii we're a little new here but we wanted to send smth in!! :3
funny thing happened this week!! so on sunday, we were with our extended family for easter. we have a 13yo cousin who looks up to us [or ig our singletsona lolol] a lot. she's sweet but bcs of her parents and stuff she's vv sheltered. anyway she'd been sitting with me [the host btw] for like 20 minutes and we'd been chatting and then she asked me "what's dissociative identity disorder?" TOTALLY OUTTA THE BLUE. and ive never brought up cdds around my extended family!! id assume that she saw it mentioned while looking at fandom stuff online, but then her family's computer settings locked things down when she tried to look into it?? anyway i gave her a quick explanation, and then a few minutes later she asks me "so what's it called when you hear voices in your head?"
...so basically i think my cousin has a chance of being a system LOL???? like not to armchair diagnose or anything but its def likely lol considering that she also was diagnosed w adhd [which masked our did memory issues for a while] and the aforementioned conversation. she literally said her voices had their own names and one of them was a demon guy?? like. i dont think this is neurotypical behavior HAHAHA
even funnier bcs the very next day, an online friends of ours [who i kinda see as a little sibling lol] came to us and talked about the possibility of them being a system? which is smth we've discussed b4 but they brushed it off as other mental stuff previously. but then yesterday they were like "yeah i think im a system"
and that friend & our cousin are close in age too [total coincidence ofc bcs we're usamerican and that friend is turkish aha] which made it even funnier
two sys inquiries in two days.. woag
SORRY IF THIS WAS LAME BTW we thought the folks on this blog might get a kick out of it. can we claim the signiff 🥀☔️💥 btw? :3
I don't want to be an ass or sound assholish and I know you more and likely mean it in a light-hearted and fun way, but I will fold over Ouroboros style if I don't say what's causing me some issues while reading this post.
The amount of "lol" and the laughing rubs me the wrong way a bit because your 13-year-old cousin and a friend from overseas might have a CDD to help cope with trauma. I don't see it as something to laugh over in a light-hearted way and I want to warn you that some people will take it the wrong way than what you originally meant it to be.
I'm not trying to sound like I'm attacking you or anything, but, please, make sure that you're able to explain what you mean or potential tones so things like this don't happen or get misconstrued.
Beyond that, it could be a possibility but it's also better to not armchair diagnose and tell them they do or don't have it. That's something that they can figure out with a therapist, professional, or later on (especially with there being a lot of things that can affect teenagers).
It's not lame, but just keep this in mind for the future. Again, not trying to sound like an ass or that I'm coming after you, just be wary.
And, yes, you can have that sign off.
#🥀☔️💥#anti endo#did system#system#osddid#endos dni#traumagenic system#actually did#endos not for you#actually traumagenic#did plural#did plurality#osdd plural#osdd plurality
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Ok I have reached chapter 17 and I dont know what to do. All three ways are horrible.
Not as in stupid or wrong. I just couldnt fully support any of them. Especially Roland
I get where Roland is coming from. He wants his people or rather everyone in Norzelia to be happy and thus wants to surrender Glenbrock to Heissand so there won't be another war if one country has all the salt. On the expanse of the Rosaile. Which I also understand because there is no other way in his plan to ensure peace for the masses.
But I feel like this goes against what he stood for for most of the story? He wanted to rebuild Glenbrock as its king. He was quick to take the title of ruler from Cordelia when Glenbrock Castle was retaken. And now he just wants to give all of this up?
I really didn't expect Roland to give up so easily. Well easily isn't the right word. So many things happened that were both painful for him and his people and he was disillusioned by it. But I kinda feel like he owes his people to stand strong now and keep going. He did so much to reclaim Glenbrock FOR his people. To free them from Aesfrost and build a better future. He can't just give up now. And surely this plan he makes won't play out the way thinks. Aesfrost still wants the salt and since they have this bomb (idk the English name) Heissand is an easy target for them. If they take Heissand's capital then what was once Glenbrock would also fall into Aesfrost's hands again. So everything Roland fought for was for nothing.
Also I can't agree to this plan on my own morals because we promised the Rosaile to do everything we can to free them when we convinced them to go back to Heissand where they essentially live as Slaves. I just cant do that. We betray them. And Frederica too. The Rosaile trusted us which was the only reason they agreed to this. Its just wrong.
You know a story is well written when it really makes you think deeply about what to do next. I wanted to go for Roland's route but now Idk what to do because I really disagree with him.
And Benedict's plan isn't much better either. After everything that's happened I don't want to cooperate with Aesfrost. We have no reason to trust them. They don't have any reason to trust us. Sure we basically have the same goal here but imo the end doesn't justify the means here. No way in hell am I going to stand on the side of the people who started this whole war. I can't stand the guts of any of the royals. Maybe Svarog isn't half as bad as the others but still. They are all terrible people. We don't know what they will do once we won against Heissand. What is keeping them from betraying us the moment the battle is over? Glenbrock is still weak. They can take over the mine again and then we didnt really win anything either. They want to be the strongest country in Norzelia and they are not afraid to kill to achieve that goal.
Also Benedict saying that Serenoa would be a better king than Roland? Idk. Probably. But I don't want to betray Roland after EVERYTHING we did. Sure Serenoa has the right to claim the throne but that is just a terrible thing to do. We fought so Roland could retake Glenbrock's throne and now we just say: 'Nope. Times up to play King. This is my country now. Bby buddy!' That's just wrong.
Honestly with Frederica's plan there isn't so much that bothers me but the fact that we are essentially running away from the whole geopolitical problems we have take responsibility for. She wants to free the Rosaile and lead them to Centralia where they came from in the beginning. Which is really good. We are keeping our promise to save them from slavery and bring them freedom. But we are pretty much abandoning all our responsibilities as a leader. We caused a lot of the problems. I mean Frederica didn't. I barely ever went with her plans. But she was involved in our doing either way. And Serenoa can't just leave. He is the head of house Wolffort. He is a prefect of Heissand. He is basically the right hand man of Roland. He can't just leave all of this behind and go somewhere else.
This feels like we're giving up on there ever being peace in Norzelia. It feels like we're betraying the trust of pretty much everyone who ever trusted us. Also Serenoa was raised to lead house Wolffort who are pretty much all of the military strength of Glenbrock. No matter what Roland or Glenbrock as a whole would do once we leave he would have no chance in a war.
These options are all horrible. I don't know what to do. I want to play the golden route whatever that may be. It can't be worse than this 🫠
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EPISODE 1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THEY'RE BACK!!!!!
there in school again and Jesús hates it lol speaking of, everyone hates Joan~ lolol
AHHH THE BLEACHERS CREATURES NOTE!! Oh shit- its funnier than i expected heh, reminds me of Mikitaka honestly~~
Wait, so this guy isn't Malcom X? Then who tf is he? fr i didnt catch a word he said when he said his name..... I guess i'll be calling him Malcom X for the rest of this liveblog and when i finish ill check what his name really is lol, i really dont wanna spoil myself on this!
POINT! attention whore confucius my beloved~~, but let's see what this professor is all about...
Abe and JFK friendship! That sounds lovely and I sure don't care! But wish the best for them shippers! I'm also crossing my fingers! Teehee :3c
INTRO!! IT'S THE SAME AS BEFORE!! eh okay, kinda wanted it to change to reflect the current relationships but the only thing that should change is the parts with Joan, JFK and Abe so.... yeah its ok...
And Candide is the sole member of the board, yeah that makes sense lol, she also took vacation, haha "tanned"
GANDHI!!!!!! SXTREAM BLU!!! BEST DUDES 4EVER!!!! KNORK!!!! G-SPOT!!!!!! RAISINS!!!!!!! wait the retainers are actually Joan's...
THE EAR PIERCING!!!!!!!!!!!
they were right, they really are teasing our cocks with gandhi what the fuck
HE'S HERE!!
YEAH GIRL INTERRUPT THAT MUSICAL, NOBODY LIKES THAT SHIT HELL YEAH!!! and there are better people out there that can explain why Jackie is epic yoo
I just want more points jsksjksjksjsjsks
yeah "well funded" but............. oh cool a rocket! so it is true that theyll send them clone to space? :D
Wow Harriet being non-conformist by being conformist thats punk as hell man!
wait book burning? lmao- NOOOOO NOT THE FUCKING MAGNETS PRESENTATION AAAA BUT THE POINTSSSS NOW WE WILL NEVER KNOW HOW DO THEY WORK!!!!
oh but harriet/not malcom x apperantly? thats looking good so far ey
Hmm i still buy the theory that Exclamation! is in Nebraska
OH umm Mr B had a very smooth animation right there.....and yeah this whole scene is funny lolol glass ceiling
JFK being a jerk ass bully!!! Hell yeah!!!! :DDD
omg this is so funny cause like JUST THIS WEDNEDSDAY! JimmyHere did his ylyl vid of the week and in that vid he went to fact check about what happens if you eat a magnet! The answer being well yeah it wont kill you but ahahahha DONT DO IT MMMMM :))))
OH MOTHERFUCKER- QUE CONCHA DE SU MADRE JJAJAJJAJA me cae chistoso este profe, con que se la andara?
OYO THE TENSION! THAT YOUTUBE SOUND EFFECT!!
I LOVE IT!!!
HE'S BACK!!
I mean yeah, it makes sense that you choose a good color when you paint a wall, specially for vandalism purposes but ey look! a canon couple passed by when Joan and Topher were in close proximity to each other! that MUST mean something right?!
MOPED!! That's SO cool! they're going Downtown babey ;3 with- the massive helmet eheh WOAH THATS TIGHT ALRIGHTTT
BILL NYE THE SCIENCE LIEEEEE JSKSJSKJSKSSKSJKS ES EXCELENTE
NADA QUE VER BOLUDAAAA NDEAAAAHHHH JSKSJKJSKSJKJS
AH BUENO EYE SEX REAL issss is this something the big mouth writers put on? ahahahhahhhhhh i want a word with them-
but does your eye got a boyfriend? WELL YEAH..........
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... eye got a boyfriend :v
sooo y'all just spray paint a wall? hmm ok, expecting future mischief to be more lethal next time~~
Oh so she call the feds first? hehehehhe
OHIO MENTIONED! IT HURTS TO BE THIS HIP
OOOHHHH ACCUSATIONS OF AFFAIRS~~
i love intentional animation inconsistencies uwu
OH NO ITS NOT SUNDAY OR HOLIDAYS!!!!!!
funny pose, and she's default posing lol, its kinda like the t-pose of flash/vector/2D animaion ;v
and the idea of having the idiot clone killed by their own idiocy is brilliant! BUt... his moment is over! a self contained story, what will happen next~?
oh so the sachel bleeds huh..... yknow itd be a lot funnier if humans didnt bleed but inanimate objects did, a bit of absurdist humor~~
lol suspect
Yaayyy Joan is part of the group and has friends and one of them is Topher, super important :D!
Rating: an aight start ^^/10!
Topher Bus has appeared on screen for 1:23 minutes (I'm not counting recaps or the intro)
#clone high#liveblogging#clone high season 3#so im actually not good at counting time so its aprox actually haha
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