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soggyriceee · 11 months

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strawberry | Konig nsfw

| this one is a smut, but also angst. basically, Konig gets you to use your safe word for the very first time after being gone for a year in the German base. so, I hope you all enjoy :) |

warnings: rough sex, crying (not good kind) angst, aggressive konig, not edited, will be edited in the morning

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Konig was always gentle during sex. and it a hundred percent had to do with the fact he was literally twice your height and then some. yes he left hickeys, small small bruises on your hips from his grasp, left your legs a bit wobbly. but those were normal considering his size. and even when you reassured him you liked that, he would always apologize profusely, getting you anything you need for hours and hours after.

but tonight, he was a whole other man. he wasn't the same kind and giving Konig. and to an extent you liked the new dominance, the new aggression. it was hot.

until it wasn't.

Konig had been between your legs, fingering and eating you out for about an hour. he was hungry, and not for edible food. he was hungry for you. that sweet pussy of yours, your tight cunt gripping his fingers or dick. he missed it while he was back in Germany for some mission he had given you little information about. all you knew was he was in the middle of Germany, killing potential threats.

already you had came 4 times (that he allowed). he was so pussy drunk, he hadn't realized the tears that brimmed those pretty eyes. in fact, his eyes were closed, his lower half grinding into the bed. you were sure he had already came in his pants at least twice at this point. he would occasionally whimper into you pussy, his hips moving faster against the bed. " fuck ive missed this pussy maus.. you dont even understand." he said into your drenched cunt. a mix of saliva and cum ran down your legs, a big puddle underneath the both of you.

"k-konig can we.. take a break please." you cried from above, your legs shaking despite his mouth simply on your thighs, leaving more and more marks. he nipped at the soft flesh of yours after those words came out, a low growl leaving his lips. " how dare you ask such a question?" he rose, pulling his pants down. and you were right.

his dick was layered in his cum, more of it dripping out from the tip. he was so agonizingly hard, he couldnt bare to fuck into the bed anymore. he needed what he dreamt of every night since leaving. and he needed it now. "imma fuck my babies into you liebling.. make you swollen with them." he said, almost to himself, as he grabbed the base of him, looking down at your pussy.

as much as you wanted him to rearrange your guts, you were drained. he had made you so overstimulated, you could barely form thoughts. it was hard trying to even raise your head from the pillow. but he didnt care. he hadn't realized it before, but as much as he does want to cherish your body like its a rare piece of art from olden times, worth millions of dollars, he loved seeing you fucked out just as much. he loved seeing how he had complete control over your body and there was nothing you could do. it sparked a whole new person in him, one that you were quickly growing scared of.

before you could process his tip sliding slowly into you with ease, his hips were already slamming into yours, his balls hitting your cum soaked ass with so much force, the sound filled the room. your hands clutched onto his shoulders for dear life, your eyes squeezing shut. " you look so fucking pretty maus.. so fucking pretty. all fucked out like this.. shit~" he groaned, his eyes watching your face twist in what he believed was pleasure.

and for a bit it was. until he raised your leg all the way up, leaving the other down. your leg fell over his shoulder and your arms flopped to your side. he was hitting directly at your cervix and it hurt. but he was in so much pleasure. his head fell back as his eyes rolled to the back of his head, his lips spitting out dirty phrases in both English and German.

and of course, being away from sex for a year, Konig was beyond sensitive. he came for the first time within the first few thrusts, his head falling into your bruised breasts, whimpering out how good it feels. but that didnt stop him. he kept going.

his hand found its way to your throat, gripping it unintentionally hard. with the mix of tears and now the shortness of breath, it was all a lot on your body physically. Konig had gotten to carried away inside your pussy, the way it sucked him back in. "fuck maus.. your s-so wet.. im close again~" he whimpered, his lips latching to your breasts to find space to mark it yet again.

at this point you were literally going in and out of vision. his grip on you grew tighter as he released yet another load into you. you too felt your pussy leaking, unaware of the knot that was in your stomach. you were feeling too many things at once that you ended up going completely numb. you whimpered below him, trying to find anything to get him to realize that you needed a break. but the tears that fell from your eyes only made him wanna fuck you more.

he slid out, watching the mixture of cum literally pour out of you. your thighs were soaked and red from the constant biting and nibbling a few moments ago. your face was red as well from the lack of oxygen. he let go of your neck, licking his lips as if he was deciding what to do with you next. all he knew, was that he wanted to keep fucking you.

he grabbed your legs and pressed them together and into your chest. immediately you felt his dick slide right in, going at his fast pace yet again. "k-konig please- I-i cant" you managed to choke out, your head hitting the bed frame with each thrust he gave you. this was when the fun for you ended. it only made him more and more horny, seeing you tap out so soon after he began to fuck you.

the look in his eyes was not the same look when he came home, a huge bouquet of flowers in his hand as he ran up to you, lifting you off the ground and placing kisses all over your face. no. this look was dangerous. it was almost like it was the same look he had on the battle field.

his hand went back to your throat, his head tilting to the side slightly. "shut up a-and fucking.. take it. I know.. you missed this a-as much as me." he growled, moving his hips only faster and deeper. but you couldnt take it. you truly couldnt take it.

by the time you felt your 6th orgasm approaching, you began to see white light in the corners of your eyes, and you knew you were truly at your limit. "s-strawberry" you tried to say as loud as you could. but the sounds of your cunt and konigs whimpers, he couldnt hear you. his thrusts kept going until you felt him release inside you again, his grip on your throat enough to snap your throat. and at that same time, what you though was impossible happened. you had the most painful orgasm ever, your body feeling like it was going to shut down entirely. it was like you had nothing else to give.

""fuck libeling.. gimme one more.. be a good girl." he whispered breathlessly, his hips beginning to once again, move. this time slower but still deep. but you physically couldn't take it.

once you felt yourself begin to doze off from the lack of oxygen and overstimulation, you were finally able to coherently and loudly say, 'strawberry'.

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you woke up about a half hour later, your throat sore and body just as sore. you tried to turn but your legs gave you a painful sign to stay put. thats when it all came back what had happened. of course, it made tears well up in your eyes. you'd just seen a side of Konig you never thought you'd see. a side of him he kept hidden from you.

you stayed completely still, looking into nothing until you heard sniffles coming from the floor behind you. of course, you tried to move but it hurt. but eventually you were able to turn to your side, a few pained moans leaving you every now and then. thats when your eyes landed on Konig sitting on the floor, head in his hands as tears seeped through his fingers.

"Konig?" you said, wincing right after. but he didnt look up. he kept his head in his hands, his chest rising and falling quick. and you knew what this was. you'd been with him for so long, you knew exactly what he was going through based off his body. but as much as you wanted to help him, you genuinely couldnt feel your legs. "please come here.. I cant get up. let me hold you." you said, reaching your hand out. but still, nothing.

you felt a pain in your chest watching him like this, unable to do anything. you wanted to help him, reassure him that everything is okay. but words only do so much for him, he needed you to physically show him everything was okay. "Konig please I-" "I h-hurt you. im s-so s-sorry." he spoke out, hyperventilating throughout all. he began to rock on the floor, crying harder into his hands.

hearing him cry, it made you want to cry with him. especially since, you couldnt do anything but try and talk to him. "Konig please." you tried reasoning with him. but he couldnt get himself off the floor. thats when you decided to drag yourself off the bed, no matter how much pain you felt. you knew that yes you needed help too, but you weren't gonna get any if your help was having a panic attack.

once you got to the end of the bed, you crawled off of it slowly, your hands hitting the ground first, legs second. you groaned at the light impact, but still dragged yourself over to Konig. he was shaking when you got to him, his cries not stopping, even when you rested your hand on his foot. "Konig please stop crying.. look im okay. im alive." "but you almost weren't." he was looking up now. seeing his red puffy eyes broke your heart. and seeing you, looking lifeless and not responding to him made him even more worried for you than you were for him. the only thing that kept him going was your pulse, and barely that.

"I-i almost k..killed-" he couldnt finish his sentence before sobbing into his hands again, shaking his head. your head dropped, you didnt know what to say. you'd never experienced this issue with Konig, with anyone before. you'd never had to use your safe word and you never expected to. "Konig.. can you look at me?" you finally spoke, your voice stern.

he looked up at you, wiping his eyes. " it was an experience, okay? yes it was scary and yes it could've gone wrong. but it was a could've situation, not a did happen situation. as much as I want to help you feel better, I cant do that if I cant see you, and talk to you like I am now." your hand took his, squeezing gently. he sniffled and nodded, looking straight into you. " right now, I need help too. so lets help each other feel better." you said, smiling softly at him.

he looked down at your neck, some of the hickies leaving behind dried blood or bite marks. some even both. his heart dropped as he ran his eyes down your body again, the thsirt he put on you the second he realized you had passed out, barely covering the similar marks on your thighs. "im.. im so sorry maus.." he whispered, shaking his head.

you smiled and grabbed his face, leaning in as slow as you could as to not hurt yourself, leaving small kisses on his cheek. " I love you Konig, okay? you got a bit carried away. you've been gone a year. its normal. unexpected, but I understand. just please, next time-" "ill treat you like your made of glass libeling." he finished, grabbing your face.

Konig knew deep down, he'd never forgive himself for this. for putting you in danger like that, for turning into the man he was on the battlefield. he'd never forgive himself, no matter how many times you told him it was okay. it wasn't. and he felt worse about being the one on the floor crying instead of showering you in love.

he stood, grabbing you with such ease into his arms, flipping you bridal style. you clung to his neck, smiling at him. "lets go give you a bath, ill order your favorite food. or I can cook. then we can watch that show you've been watching. we can do anything you want maus.. I love you." he said, walking towards the connected bathroom.

and you both did just that. the rest of the night you stayed in, cuddling and watching your favorite shows. as bedtime grew closer for you both, he began to clean the marks along your body, kissing each one and apologizing after them all. he felt so bad, and he was willing to go above and beyond, and even then some, to make you feel like the beautiful princess you were.

#konig #konig smut #konig fanfiction #konig x reader #cod #cod x reader #call of duty fan fiction #call of duty x reader #konig fic #konig call of duty #konig mw2 #mw2

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abiglizord · 2 years

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the struggle between killing a mosquito and not decimating the struggling insect population

#im honestly torn #like i hate you bug and i hate your saliva #but i cannot hurt you for you are apparently needed #and if any fuck comes in about mosquitos arent needed! shut the fuck up #shut the fuck up.#theyre a food source for other insects and animals and often are an indicator of how well bodies of water are doing #further #just cos some idiot in hiking boots couldnt notice where mosquitos contribute does not mean they do not #we wont know the impact of them being missing UNTIL theyre gone #SO NO MOSQUITO SLANDER #and if youre upset about malaria go throw bricks at the government leave the insects be #also i love women so i must left this blood sucker live #my post

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imaginecolby · 4 months

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Friends with Benefits || Part Three - The Adjustment

as soon as the words left your mouth, you felt like you wanted to throw up again.

Pregnant. your mind was a blank, almost as if you’d forgotten what the word meant. you had no emerging thoughts about where you were going to go from here.

“pregnant.” colby repeated, barely above a whisper. you watched as he sunk to his knee, taking your hand in his. “y/n, will you-“

“oh, nuh uh.” you interrupted. “you are not proposing to me right now.” you said, pulling him up from the floor.

“why not? we’re going to have a kid!”

“colby, we’re not even officially dating. i don’t expect you to propose to or marry me just because im having your baby.”

“you’re right, sorry. my head is just all over the place.” he sighed, sitting back down on the couch. you watched his face as the gears turned in his head. you were scared he was gonna bolt and leave you to make decisions on your own.

“tell me what you’re thinking.” you said quietly, moving to set next to him.

“a lot of things. scared of how this is gonna change us, worried that im gonna fuck this up. are we ready for this?” he asked.

"i don't know. i mean, ive always wanted kids, but this is not the way i wanted to go about that."

"me either." colby said, taking his hand in yours. "but im glad we're gonna be in this together. we've been in each other's lives for so long, at least we're not toal strangers."

"that's true." you sighed. you both sat there quietly before you spoke again. "so, where does this leave us?"

"we're still us. we're friends before anything, and we're a team in this. i'm gonna be here for you through everything." he said, squeezing your hand.

"thank you." you said softly, leaning into his side and hugging him tight. colby squeezed you tight and you felt him press a kiss to the top of your head.

"we got this." he said softly, giving you another squeeze.

the first trimester was a bit rough, as your routine began to change. your symptoms were already killing you. between the morning sickness, constant pain, and overall nervousness of this life changing event, you were already more tense than you'd ever been in your life.

you were at the doctor's office every week. but you were glad that you weren't doing this alone. colby made it a point to make every appointment with you. he made a promise to you that he was going to be there for you through every part of this pregnancy, and he was keeping good on his word. along with your appointments, he was going shopping with you to get all the necessities for the baby, helping put transform the guest room in your house into the nursery. you and him were researching and learning all the things you could about parenting.

you were still pretty nervous, really more nervous than you could ever explain. this feeling was probably going to last your entire pregnancy, but you were so glad that colby was doing this with you. you felt like you could accomplish anything with him by your side. but you couldn't help but worry that all you were ever going to be was co-parents, and nothing more. you knew you and colby had sort of an "agreement" about your relationship, but you were feeling like you wanted to be more. you were just too scared to bring it up to him, in case that was going to be too much to add to his plate. especially right now.

one afternoon, you'd just gotten home from a busy morning of some shopping and a quick trip to the drugstore for some more prenatal vitamins. you were resting on the couch, your hand falling into place on your belly. you still couldnt believe you were growing a human in there. as you sat there with your thoughts, pictures of your future child began to flash through your head. a baby boy with dark hair and blue eyes like colby, or a baby girl with soft hair and skin tone that beared a strinking resemblance to yours. you truly were so excited for this next part of your life, and you couldn't wait to raise your baby.

your thoughts were interrupted by your phone buzzing on the coffee table. you picked it up and saw a text from colby.

"are you home? i have something for you." he text you.

"yeah, i just got back. :)" you replied.

"perfect, see you in ten."

while you waited for colby to come over, you put up your purchases and changed into some more comfortable clothes. you were walking back into the living room just as you heard a knock on your door.

"hey!" colby said with a smile when you answered. he pulled you into a hug and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"whatcha got?" you asked, pointing to the numerous bags in his hands.

"oh, i know better than to you come over without food." he laughed, handing you the food bags. "now, i don't know how your appetite has changed since getting pregnant, but i hope you still like, and can actually eat, chinese."

"oh yes, i will never turn away chinese." you said, taking the food from him. you got plates for the two of you and moved to the living room. you and colby sat down on the couch and set the food up on the coffee table.

"and what's this?" you asked, pointing to the gift bag he had.

"daddy's first gift for the baby." he said, his face lighting up as he started to open it. he pulled out a ball of fabric, unrolling it to reveal a onesie with a familiar logo on the front.

"oh my god! this is so cute!" you cheered, taking it from him.

"baby's first piece of xplr clothing."

"colby, this is adorable. this'll be their coming home outfit after they're born." you laughed.

"perfect, that was my intention." he laughed. the two of you sat down to eat, and conversation quickly ensued. after a while, you decided to take a more serious turn.

"so, my first trimester is up. i think it's time we start telling people." you said.

"yeah, i've been thinking about that these past couple days. but, i think we need to talk about our relationship first."

"oh?" you asked, sitting up and focusing entirely on him.

"i think we should be exclusive. y'know, boyfriend and girlfriend." he said, taking your hand in his.

"what? are you serious?"

"well, you wont let me propose, so," he trailed off, shrugging his shoulders. "y/n, i love you. i know i told you at the beginning of all of this, that i wasn't looking for a relationship. but i love you. i've loved you since the day i met you, but i was too scared to commit to relationship because i was at a place where a lot of girls were using me."

"you know i'd never do that to you." you said softly, rubbing your thumb across the back of his hand.

"i know, and i feel bad for ever thinking that of you. but i'm over that now. i want to be with you. fully and completely. we're gonna be starting a family, and i want us to be as commited to each other as we'll be to the baby. you don't have to say anything now, but i just wanted to put my feelings on the table, and be completely honest with you."

"i'm actually glad you said something because i've been thinking about us as well. you know ive always liked you, as more than a friend. and i've wanted to be exclusive with you. i didn't really want to be part of this "friends with benefits" type thing we've had going on in the first place, but i just wanted to be with you, in any way, so i agreed to it, thinking your feelings would eventually change. i definitely didn't think this was going to be the thing that would change your mind about us, but im glad it did. i love you too, and i wanna be with you. officially, and fully."

"officially and fully." colby repeated, leaning over to press a kiss to your lips.

"im glad we've figured this out. once we start telling people we can avoid the whole ‘yeah! we're having a baby without even being together!’ conversation."

"oh, i know. i wasn't looking forward to that either." he laughed. "speaking of, how are we gonna do our announcement?"

"i don't know. i've been trying to figure something out, but all the ones ive gone through online don't seem fitting for us." you sighed.

you sat there quietly for a moment, the both of you racking your brain for ideas. suddenly, a light bulb went off in your head.

"oh my god, yes!" you sat up, an idea running in your mind.

"what? what did you think of?" colby asked. you sat there without saying anything, picking up the onsie.

"a little explorer!"

#colby brock imagine #colby brock #colby brock fanfic #colby brock fanfiction #colby brock imagines #colby brock x reader #fwb

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sbk-zgvlt · 10 months

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Imagining Sebek and any of the first years visiting his hometown and Sebek’s trying to steer them away from anyone jeering at him for being half human. This does not work well, because the first years are all impulsive and protective. This can include Ortho, they can be besties as a treat!

I HAD A SIMILAR CHAT WITH YALL-GOT-ME-FUCKED-UP ABOUT THIS

We decided to let ALL the first years come, as a treat 🫶 I...treated this like an event lawl

It starts off with the first years finally arriving at Sebek's hometown; they enter the town square after getting LOST because SOMEONE (Could be any of the first years ngl HAHA) got distracted and didnt follow Sebek as he went through the forest. This actually causes them to come upon a snake fae, who is...surprisingly nice!!!

Ace wonders out loud why Sebek couldn't be as nice as they are, and as if he was summoned Sebek finally finds them. He scolds them for not following after him, and is shocked to see the snake fae. He's quick to shut down any kind of greeting or nice pleasantries the snake fae wants to have with him and finally leads the first years to the town square.

Grim asks him why they couldnt chat for a little while longer. Sebek tells them theyre running late anyway. The moment they enter the square, all eyes are on Sebek. People are whispering to each other and pointing, but Sebek pays no mind and walks confidently, head held high. Ortho says that it's normal for Sebek to be famous since he's Malleus' retainer. Yuu mutters to themselves if the fame ever got to his head.

They finally arrive home, where we find out that it's only Mama and Papa Zigvolt. Sebek's siblings' breaks weren't able to synchronize with Sebek's, so theyre not allowed to be let off until next week, which is when Sebek and co. will finally leave. Sebek only nods in understanding, asking if they need any help.

Lidaeus says that he needs some ingredients so he can cook, but him and Esme will just get them later once the first years have settled in. Epel says that they can get them instead, as a thanks for letting them stay over. Esme and Lidaeus look worried at that, but before they can say anything Sebek immediately agrees to what Epel has suggested, grabs the money from Lidaeus and leaves with the group.

He assigns a bunch of ingredients to each first year and gives them part of the money. After careful deliberation, Sebek suddenly adds more money from his own wallet. When he walks away to get his ingredients, Jack comments that Sebek added money from his own pocket. Deuce wonders if this is Sebek's way of telling them that they could buy things for themselves, only for Grim to ruin the moment by saying that Sebek was probably flaunting how much money he had. Yuu scolds him and they go off to buy the ingredients needed.

After a few hours, they regroup minus Sebek and it's revealed that ALL of the money went to buying the ingredients. Grim laments the fact that he couldn't buy anything for himself, but Ortho observes that the prices were unusually high to begin with.

Deuce notices that Sebek hasn't come back, and as if on cue, he arrives. He looks frustrated, and Epel asks where his ingredients are. Sebek admits to them that all the shops have ran out of what he needed, and Jack suddenly points out that there was salmon in his part of the list. "That's a shame. Salmon is your favorite, right?" Sebek looks shocked that he remembers such a thing, before huffing and saying that it doesn't matter anymore anyway. They head back.

Lidaeus and Esme welcome them back, before immediately fussing over Sebek. Sebek tells them that he couldn't find some of the things from the list, including the salmon. His parents look oddly uncomfortable when he says it. Lidaeus tries to cheer his wife and son up by saying that he could cook up something else. He tells the first years to relax and make themselves at home. They do just that and go to the guest room, where all of them put down their things and sleeping bags.

They settle in, and Yuu asks the first years if they've ever visited a friends' hometown before. Adeuce have not, Epel asks if biking for 3 hours to go to school in a different town counts, and Jack says there was never any reason for him to visit anyone since his friends were just nearby. Then there's Ortho. Sebek butts into their conversation and tells them if they have any plans for tomorrow. Ace points out that HE should make a basic layout first since he knows more than them.

Sebek looks a bit hesitant before telling the first years to avoid going to the town square as much as possible. They immediately argue over this, since most of the fun activities include going out to the town square. Sebek says they can handle it since he always stayed in the house as a kid (unless he trained with Silver), so why couldn't they? "Uh, because we actually crave human interaction? No wonder you don't have any friends." Ace comments, the other first years scolding him a bit before saying that he has a point. Sebek actually looks a bit hurt by that, before saying that they could go into town for all he'd care.

They eat dinner, Lidaeus is an amazing cook btw, and they go to sleep. When they're in their rooms, Lidaeus and Esme have a conversation in the kitchen about how happy they are that Sebek seems to have found a group of friends. Then, they start worrying about what will happen for the duration of their stay, and hope that they don't get into trouble.

The next day, they group head out to town! Of course, not without Lidaeus reaching out to Yuu and...surprisingly, Ortho! He says that they seem like the more "responsible" ones of the group (Yuu chokes on thin air), and tells them to look out for each other. The town can be a bit...too much. He tells them to look out for SEBEK, most especially. Yuu and Ortho promise that they will.

They go into town, and just basically explore! They do it by themselves (Epel, Deuce, Sebek) or by group (Yuu and Ortho, Grim and Jack and Ace). There are some incidents where people are unusually snappy or impatient with them, or ignore them when they're trying to ask about something they're interested in.

It all comes to a head when some commotion in the market catches Deuce's attention. He approaches, and a small bunch of fae are crowding around this one stall. He realizes that it mainly sells fish, including- you guessed it: salmon. Deuce doesn't understand how Sebek missed this stall when he finally overhears their conversation. It turns out that the fae who owns it wouldn't let Sebek buy anything at all. "The freak even tried to beg for it, saying that his parents would be sad. Let them be sad for all I care! Serves them right for making the likes of him. I don't know why the prince lets him walk around so freely." The surrounding faes laugh and agree. Deuce sees red.

Sebek suddenly hears a crash coming from the market, and immediately rushes over. Deuce was arguing with the stall owner, when he destroyed a part of the stall in his rage. The surrounding faes gang up on him, saying that they should've never let humans into this town, even as visitors. They reiterate, replacing the word "human" with "ironblood" (term from @psycheprincess 🫶). Sebek is LIVID. He shouts at them to stop, before apologizing repeatedly to the stall owner. He even offers him all of his money so he could repair his stall. He drops the money on the not-destroyed part of the stall, when the fae suddenly grabs it and throws it away like nothing.

Yuu and Ortho finally arrive at the scene! Before Deuce can pick a fight once more, the fae says that if Sebek is truly sorry, he should kneel. They expect for Sebek to refuse doing such a thing, and are surprised when he slowly gets to his knees and even bows, forehead touching the ground.

The crowd laugh and jeer, and the owner says that kneeling isn't enough. Nothing Sebek can do will ever be enough. The best he could do was apologize with his life. At this, Deuce has had enough. He prepares to punch the guy square in the face, when Sebek suddenly grabs onto his legs while he's kneeling, stopping him from getting closer. The crowd starts to get bigger, and Yuu realizes that the situation is only going to worsen. They rush over with Ortho and get Deuce and Sebek OUT of there.

They return to the others, who weren't able to catch what the commotion was all about, but were too worried about them taking too long. Yuu tells them that they'll explain when they get back to the house, only for Sebek to explode.

"There will be NO explaining, and there will be NO telling ANYTHING to my parents of what has occurred today!" Sebek pointedly says this to Yuu, Ortho, and Deuce. The latter gets a bit angry, saying that they were only trying to help, only for Sebek to refute this and say that they were just making it worst.

"I've worked for years to be able to walk in this very town without fear! Do not destroy all of my hard work just because of your nonsensical sense of- of JUSTICE! I've lived in this town for all my life, and I've grown accustomed to their jaunts and sneers. Once we get this week done and over with, you'll end up forgetting this ever happened."

Surprise!!! This makes them MORE pissed on his behalf!!! Epel, Ace, Jack, and Grim are left in the dark, so they don't understand half of what's going on, but they do know that the town fucking sucks.

...I'll continue this tom lawl everyone pray this doesnt end up like the vdc encore post 🙏

#twisted wonderland #sebek zigvolt #twst #twst sebek #sebek twisted wonderland #twst sebek zigvolt #my asks!#ace trappola #epel felmier #jack howl #deuce spade #twst grim #twst yuu #ortho shroud #twst first years

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chrissturniolosbitch · 4 months

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WORK

a/n- this is a cute short lil smut!

summary- y/n has a bad day at work, then comes home to a messy house and shit goes down.

another a/n- most my shit is short and straight to the point... get used to it!! and ily 🎀

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Today has been a stressful day. All day at work people were being such assholes to me, even my co-workers, and boss. i just wanted to cry.

I knew i couldnt just leave, so i had to go a whole shift listening to everyone bitch and complain about how much i suck.

I just wanted to go home and be with my boyfriend.

When i got off work, i sped home. I knew i just needed Chris. But, nothing today was going good for me.

I pulled into the driveway, and went to the front porch. As soon as i unlocked the door i saw chris, he was just sitting there playing fortnite while the house was still a mess. He had all day to clean up for me, and i even asked him to, 'Why.. Just why.' i think to myself as i started to crazy clean,

"y/n? Hey baby!" I ignored him and continued to clean, "What wrong? Are you okay?" He said trying his best to put 2 and 2 together. I lost it in that moment everything today just sucked.

"Christopher i fucking asked you to clean before i got home. Is this all you do? all fucking day while i slave away at work you just play fortnite?" I said holding back the tears that wanted to spill out of my eyes.

Chris frowned.

I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a spray bottle so i could wipe down the counters when chris decided to speak again, "Im really sorry baby.. i know youre frustrated and im seriously really, really sorry y/n"

He said a he slowly opened his arms, and started walking twards me, "No! chris dont fucking touch me im not in the mood right now!" I warned him, but he still walked twards me with his arms out.

When he finally got to me he wrapped his arms around me tightly, no matter how much a tried to get out he always knew how to calm me down, "Its okay baby, im here for you. Ill always be here for you." He said petting my head, squeezing me tight.

In that moment i bursted into tears. I cried, and cried, and cried.

"Please chris im sorry, today has been such a stressful day, everyone just hates me, and acts like im a lazy peice of shit, im so sorry chris pl-" I said sobbing into his chest leaving his shirt wet, when chris suddenly cut me off, "Its okay y/n. And i dont know what there talking about, you are the most hardworking, independent woman i know!" Chris said trying to make me feel better.

For the rest of the day chris, and i cuddled, watched movies, ate dinner, and showered.

After we got out of the shower chris took off my robe leaving me bare, i shivered at the cold touch of the air hitting my skin, "Wow. You are so beautiful ma" Chris said scanning my body, "I think youre petty handsome myself!" I said pulling chris in for a kiss, the kiss started of slow, when suddenly chris gabbed my waist, and slipped his tongue into my mouth.

I tried my hardest to fight for dominance, but Chris obviously won.

Chris pulled away and suddenly pushed me onto the bed, "chris." I said giving him doe eyes, "I know baby." He said pulling his towel off his waist, his dick was already hard with precum dripping out off his tip, and down the sides.

I scotted back on the bed opening my legs to let chris know im ready. He looked me in my eyes for approval and i just nodded, "Words baby, speak up" He said innocently, "Yes fuck chris, plea-" Before i could even finish my sentence chris punded his dick into me, I moaned at this sensation, and started to cried from pain, and pleasure, "fuck christopher" i practically screamed grabbing onto his biceps.

Chris kept on slamming into me at an ungodly speed, "ngh. ughh" I said unable to get my words out, "Do you like this baby? huh? do i make you feel that good you cant even speak?" Chris said chuckling, "Yes chris you make m-me fuck.. fell s-s-so good ugh" i said barley able to get my simple sentence out.

I felt a familiar knot start to for in my stomach when chris suddenly started to slam directly into my g-spot, "FUCK! please chris dont stop im so close" I said about to release, "I wont stop baby, i got you. Always" He said as he started pound even faster and harder into me.

I felt my legs start to shake, when suddenly i released all over chris, "fuck baby can i cum in you?" Chris asked looking you in the eyes, "yes please fill me with your babys" His eyes widened as he grunted out my name and busted a whole load inside of me.

i let chris stay inside of me untill he softened up.

"thank you chris, for always making me feel good" I said pulling him in for another kiss, while he started to pull out.

"always mama" he said kissing my back.

#chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo edit #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo smut #sturniolo x reader #Spotify

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 4 months

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AITA for telling my coworker to stop talking down to me?

Before I get started, I just want to note that I am autistic, and my co worker didnt know that. I'm also the youngest person on staff.

So I (21NB) am a nightshift CNA at a small critical illness recovery hospital. And my Coworker (??F) is a Nurse that I shared a patient with. So it started when I went in for my last 15 minute break of the nught around 4 am. I saw her in the break room and I asked her if we could give our shared patient a bath at some point. She got upset and said that she couldnt later and asked why I didnt ask earlier. (Its in case a patient cant go back to sleep afterwards. I always feel terrible waking people up.) So then I offered to do it right then and prepared to leave the breakroom, she told me to do her front half and then wait till she gets off break to do the back since the patient is a heavier person.

So I go set things up and wake the patient, and the patient says she doesnt want a bath, I go tell the nurse to see if I can just chart down a refusal, but the nurse gets up and goes and asks the patient herself. The patient says yes to her.

Then I start wetting the wash clothes, and I was taught that you use two for a bed bath. The nurse then went off on me and told me to get more washcloths, I complied but told her I was taught to use two. She said that they dont teach you that and then told me she was once a CNA, and an LPN, and a charge nurse, etc. I then asked her when she completed training and she got offended and started going off on me, telling me that I probably wasnt even born yet. I asked her to please stop talking down to me because I felt condesnded to. She then got offended again and told me that she was going to tell her boss that I was sleeping at the nurses station (I was not, amd never had done that, and if he believed her then I would be fired immiedietly). I started to tear up, but continued on with the bath and even thanked her for helping me.

Afterwards I went on to go try and cry in the stairwell, but on my way I saw her telling a nurse and the other CNA (two people I used to respect) that I was being lazy and expecting her to do the whole bath. Then they started laughing and making fun of me. I was right there.

I'l admit, Im not proud of this, but I spoke up and said "what are y'all talking about?". Then she started going off on me in front of them. At that point the dam burst, and I started crying and went to find another nurse I was working with for help. It escalated and the charge nurse had to get involved. She got both sides of our story but no one could tell me what they actually thought. I asked what I did wrong.

Then the rest of the shift had to go by, I had to pull myself together and finish. And after I got home I texted HR. I feel like a fool and childish. I don't know what I did wrong, and I'm terried that everyone is going to believe her over me because shes a nurse and I'm a CNA, and that I'll get fired. I don't wanna lose my job. If I did something wrong I want to know so I won't do it again. Am I the asshole?

TLDR; I asked a nurse to stop talking down to me, she threatened my job, and started talking shit to ny coworkers about me.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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pansear-doodles · 10 months

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its time i talk about the person who left a dent on me

the worst part of my trauma when it comes to it being connected to people i was once close with is that my perspective of what makes of them reminders of them (i do this to anyone im close with- whether it is a symbol or a certain appearance or trait or event)

little bit of serious talk here folks, so i apologize for the unexpected. hope you have the filters.

for most of my internet life, it was almost only me. completely unfiltered. came to deviantart first. became popular at an early age because of what i was doing in the fnaf fandom- it was not good for my mental health.

my groomer has a sona that never changes by design. he's always depicted as an orange fox with black long hair, black beanie and striped jacket. he likes fps games, especially the resident evil series- having associated me with Mia from resident evil 7. he likes fnaf (we met through fnaf... while i was like 14 i think- while he was 9 years older than me). he draws well... i guess. in pokemon form, he would be a jolteon. i would be a pansear. he would be the fox. i would be the rabbit.

as a child i was very impressionate, overly emotional, and cringe (ofc). i would be best friends with my groomer after finding out we shared many common interests and kept talking to each other about it- and then later fess up i have romantic feelings for him.

this would have been the opportunity for him to back up and say no.

but he didn't say no.

we continued off and became a couple. not many people batted an eye on how questionable it was for a 15 year old to be in a relationship with a 24 year old. almost nobody, save for a few concerned friends (and one stranger on Transformice) who i ignored unfortunately, talked it up with me to leave him. i held our relationship as a sort of defense mechanism. i relied on him to make me feel happy. i did a lot of things with him, and including those of the unsavory before i became of age. (i ever regret doing them- but how would i have known- i wasn't the adult here. he was.)

oh and have i mentioned he said the (un)iconic "you're pretty mature for your age." to me

you know whats one of the funniest weirdest shit about our relationship events was? he would show me this club penguin vid where there is a troll making crude remarks and harass someone (presumably a kid). that brotherman bill cp video. he would recite and memorize the song while blindfolded. ironic how he turns out to be in the end.

the wake up call was when he retweeted nsfw of an underage fictional character. seeing that purged my stomach.

yes. it was nsfw of a fictitious minor that was the nail to the coffin. nothing else. i was so delusioned. so troubled. i couldnt see anything else problematic until that happened.

it was so hard for me to let go of him. thankfully i had friends who comforted me and stuck with me through the whole way through. i was on my bed crying.

we've been in close contact for 5 years. i was convincing myself to stay on a doomed relationship because i didnt know what to do- i was already broken and unwell. i was very co-dependent (and i think some of those negative traits still follow me to this day- learning how to get out of that though). my groomer has left a large gap of my mind when we broke off- i revolved so much stuff around him.... and i forgot a lot of memories because of the trauma- taking even the happy unrelated to him ones with it.

i cared too much. and as someone who draws fast- you can imagine how much ive done.

my old files are infested with his likeness. i know i can just delete them but theres so much. so many. it is utterly revolting to see it all and the memories that come with it.

but as time went on, im starting to care less and less about what has happened between us. i am still traumatized of course and a lot of the negative things followed me, but i am healing somewhat and thats what matters i think. most of the things ive associated with him- the connection is fading. i have separated fnaf from him. i no longer associate orange foxes with him. i am comfortable drawing characters in black beanies.

if there is anything i should be grateful for, is that im no longer with him and im happier with someone else. im thankful for the friends who have helped me cope out of that shitfest.

if you know who this person is, i advise you not to witchhunt and harrass him. i dont know what hes doing and honestly i dont give a fuck on how he's doing. he should get help honestly. it is me, myself the victim, who has the say on the matter- and my say is to leave out of his sight.

if you are a minor and someone older than you does these similar things to you, please let your parents and friends know immediately. please be safe.

if my groomer ever reads this, somehow, then to him i say: i am not afraid of you and i do not care about you anymore.

thank you for reading.

#groomers #tw grooming #cw grooming #please let me know what else to tag #thoughts

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noctilucous-sunni · 2 years

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more reversed sagau brainrot!! | a lot more under the cut

- when scara sorta just ✨materializes✨ in your apartment and you’re like excuse me wtf is happening, so u pinch yourself to see if its a dream and its not apparently so you must be going insane BECAUSE WHAT OTHER EXPLANATION WOULD THERE BE FOR ONE OF YOUR FAVOURITE CHARACTERS EXISTING IN YOUR APARTMENT

- i’d feel like in the sagau or reversed sagau he wouldn’t be too fond of the all-creator bc if thats the all-creator wouldn’t that mean that you’re the one responsible for his existence and his suffering?? but when he just sees you being so genuinely nice and caring and yet strong and doesn’t take his shit he kinda lets down the guard a little

- plus he literally has nowhere else to stay so when you threatened to kick him out he realized it was either live with you or out on the streets. and he kinda hated the streets, so he ended up trying to find your place all dirty and stuff from tripping in way too many godforsaken random holes in the ground. poor gremlin.

- he is just super bratty and still has that air of “i think im better than you” but it never works on you bc you dont take his shit and you make him do half of your chores when your pissed at him (and you make sure there are no complaints)

- he wouldn't call you your grace after a while and just uses your name, you however come up with a million nicknames for him and you think its funny that it annoys him on occasion

- you argue. A lot. like so much that your neighbour and the apartment below you complained several times and also kinda tried to make the landlord kick u out so you made scara apologize to them bc hes mainly the reason its so noisy

- he will actually follow you everywhere, sorta like a guard dog. everyone around you is pretty intimidated by him but they are even more scared of you when they see that you basically keep him in check

- he can’t fucking cook dear lord. you told him to stay in the fucking apartment bc you had an important meeting today and he couldnt come with you and he was like “i didnt want to come anyway” and you just said “fuck you” (affectionate) in return (note: wrote this before his signature dish came out and he’s actually a really good cook don’t judge me ahaha)

- but when you come back your apartment and kitchen especially is a mess. you forgot to teach him how to use online delivery. and hes just like chilling out watching tv with mild interest, acting like half of your apartment isnt covered in eggs and flour and who knows what else

“scara what the fuck happened here”

“the stupid stove of yours doesnt work and neither does that beeping machine”

“clean it up”

“no”

“well i guess we wont have any food today or tomorrow, until you clean. it. UP." *glare*

he then leaves it but by the next afternoon he's actually getting hungry and grumpy and eventually starts cleaning it up the next day when he can't take it anymore and you finally come home to a clean kitchen bc thank god, you didn't know how much longer you could live on your co-worker's lunches

- you're both just so stubborn. he's stubborn and so are you and that leaves the apartment just with a tense silence AND when someone sees u at that time they feel so uncomfortable bc the atmosphere is just so tense between the two of you since neither of you agree

- silent treatment happens a lot and its really fucking stupid bc you both wanna talk to each other after like a few days but neither of you want to be the first one to admit that

- omg you absolutely hate having guests now BECAUSE HOW ARE YOU MEANT TO EXPLAIN HIM??? also he has to have normal clothes now and he looked at all your clothing choices in disgust

- everyone thinks he's just a friend until they realize he actually lives with you and then they're like "oohhhh are you together??" and think that he's your boyfriend/partner. and honestly you dont even deny it bc there is no feasible way to explain who he really is (without sounding crazy) + you get your parents off your back abt getting a boyfriend bc they kept trying to make you go on blind dates and now you're free from that phew

- but some of your friends/co-workers are all like "really? this lil guy? and they often say this around him and it just annoys and offends him to no end. but also you're surprisingly defensive of him, like yes he's a bitchy emo gremlin but he's your bitchy emo gremlin

#sunni rambles #sagau brainrot #sunni's bits and bobs #brainrot #sagau #scaramouche #scara brainrot #reversed sagau #genshin impact sagau #genshin impact brainrot #scaramouche genshin impact

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thewiz9062 · 14 days

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OK so

@smilingcrittersthingig 's Reborn AU has completely mentally beat my ass for the past 5 hours (compliment) so I'm just gonna. Rant.

THIS DESTROYED ME.

if I was an easy crier I actually wouldn't be typing this cause I'd be inconsolably bawling in my room

I can't even say that they're wrong for hating him, I mean he killed them and I'm not excusing him but GODDAMN I FEEL SO BAD FOR HIM AS WELL.

Like ppl joke abt how catnap is so devoted to the prototype but compared to simple "belief" He was PHYSICAL and actually tried to help him escape the hellhole that was playtime co.

(If you're not aware it's either theory or fact (i can't remember) that Theodore [Catnaps soul] had attempted an escape attempt via the help of the prototype and they got DAMN close but Theodore was fatally injured and instead of leaving him there to die the prototype had to go back and let them turn him into catnap.)

The prototype was so adamant on keeping him alive that they went back to their CAPTORS just so he wouldn't die. SHIT, I WOULDVE STARTED WORSHIPPING TOO!!! Even if he didn't make it out they didn't abandon him, so he had full belief that one day, under THEIR order, him and the rest of the critters would leave that place.

So imagine the heartbreaking moment when he realized that his fellow captors, his friends, both in form and mind, don't share the same sentiment, maybe even calling him crazy and violent.

And he just? doesn't know why??? Maybe he can admit the prototypes methods were a bit too confronting but it's not like they didn't TRY the non confrontal method. He thought they'd agree, they'd follow him but it wasn't the case.

So, well, he listened to the prototype. And that included killing his friends, yes, and it's stated (in the au) that he does regret it and I'm crying again great (positive)

And now they're all there, everyone that has either indirectly or directly been killed by him are there and they want him dead now too. AND HES PROBABLY STILL CONFUSED ON WHY THEY EVEN WENT AGAINST HIM AND WANTS TO KNOW. BUT ITS NOT LIKE HE CAN JUST GO ASK THEN THEYD ATTACK HIM PHYSICALLY OR VERBALLY ON SIGHT SO NOW HES S C A R E D OF THEM.

AND YOU CANT BLAME ANYONE BUT PLAYTIME.CO BECAUSE THEYRE ALL VICTIMS HERE. I CANT.

Oh and this.

I THOUGHT IT COULDNT GET ANY SADDER THEN YOU SHOT ME WITH THE DOOMED YAOI. HELL ITS NOT EVEN DOOMED ITS POST-DOOM. E V I L . THE FACT THAT DOGDAY PURELY HATES HIS GUTS AND WANTS HIM GONE AND DEAD THE MOST OUT OF ALL OF THEM IS GONNA KILL ME.

And then to add the final stab through my heart (compliment) I went to scourge for the enemies chart and-

HE HATES HIM SO MUCH! AND CATNAPS THE ONLY ONE OUT OF THE TWO WHO WANTS TO RECONCILE EVEN IF ITS JUST A LITTLE BIT AND WOULD MISS HIM QUITE A BIT WHILE DOGDAY JUST WANTS HIM G O N E . I CANT ANYMORE (I so can I love this)

You so did this to make people depressed for a week, it's working. And I love you for it.

Anyways we love angst in this household please keep it up I'm eating this au up for another 2 weeks buh bye

Edit: I'm so sorry for editing this so much the thoughts won't go away

#poppy playtime #smiling critters #dogday #catnap #smiling critters au #angst #AAAAANGST #IM CRYING BOTH HAPPY AND SAD TEARS AS WE SPEAK #smiling critters reborn au

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haitanisbug · 2 years

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❦ Head Over Heels ❦

Pairing: Poly! Kokonoi x Reader x Inupi

Cw: contains some explicit smut and language. Minors DNI

It’s late out, and the rain is starting to pick up just as you reach the lobby of your building. Work wasn’t supposed to drag out this long tonight, and you sigh in frustration at the incompetence of your co-workers who are to blame for your delay. As you’re riding in the elevator up the penthouse, you’re thinking about your boyfriends who are likely still up, worrying about your late arrival.

You walk through the foyer and kick off your heels into a pile by the elevator. Koko will definitely scold you about that later but you push that to the back of your mind as you think about the much needed warm shower and cuddles from your boyfriends that you’ll soon get. They don’t greet you at the door and you can see they’re not in the living room either. You wondering where in the penthouse they could be when all of a sudden you hear a loud curse and strings of apologies that follow.

“Hajime? Seishu? Are you in here?” Just as you turn the corner of your bedroom into your master bathroom a gasp falls from your lips. Koko is seated on the edge of the bathtub with Inui hovering over him. Koko is bleeding profusely from his head. His lip is busted up and there’s a deep gash on his forehead.

“Sei be more fucking gentle with that thing. Are you purposely trying to make it hurt more?” Koko is glaring at Inui as Inui is pressing a cotton ball to the edge of Koko’s lips.

“Of course not you bastard. Blood is pouring out of you if you haven’t noticed, I need to press hard.”

“Feels like you’re doin it on purpose.” Koko mumbles.

“Yknow what? You’re right Koko, this is punishment for making me worry.” As you get closer to your boyfriends, you see that Inui’s eyelashes are glistening with unshed tears. You sit down next to Koko on the tub and turn his head to face yours.

“Don’t chastise him Hajime.” You murmur. “We hate when you come home like this. Don’t blame Seishu for being worked up, baby.” You place a kiss on Koko’s forehead and gently grab the swab and alcohol out of Inui’s hands. “Why don’t you get the bandages Sei?” Inui leaves the bathroom, hands coming up to rub at the tears that have fallen onto his cheeks. Koko leans over and plops his forehead onto your shoulder, a shudder tears through his chest.

“It was a close one tonight, princess. I couldnt- couldnt tell Sei.” Koko raises his head and looks straight into your eyes. “I wouldn’t have made it out if Ran didn’t show up at the last second. I wouldn’t-” His voice breaks and you gently shush him, hand coming up to trail through his hair.

“It’s okay Koko. You’re safe now. That’s all that matters. You’re here baby.”

“Whatda we do with out you, huh angel?” Koko says. You let out a laugh as Inui walks back into the bathroom. He sits down next to your legs as he hands over the bandages. His head goes to lay on your lap as you start to patch up Koko’s face.

“Lost. You two would be lost without me. But I don’t plan on ever leaving.”

“Mmm that one was good, give me another Sei!” You’re splayed on the couch over Koko’s lap, while Inui is smooshed as close to Koko’s side as he can get.

“Don’t talk with food in your mouth, princess.” Koko absentmindedly mumbles, his eyes are trained on the TV that’s broadcasting news about a Bonten heist that had occurred earlier that evening. You give Koko a half hearted glare and crane your neck to capture the small piece of cake that Inui is feeding you. Your eyes practically roll back into your head at the decedent taste and Inui lets out a laugh.

“Okay well I guess that settles it. Chocolate is by far the best flavor out of the bunch. You only need to bring home the chocolate flavor from now on, baby.” This comment brings Koko’s mind out of its haze as he quickly looks at you and Inui.

“What? No I liked the lemon one.” Koko suddenly says. You and Inui start complaining and whining about Koko’s terrible taste in cake flavor, and Koko scowls at you both.

“You’re lucky I bring home anything for you two anyway. I’m at Bonten meetings all day long, have to deal with Mikey’s ridiculous budget and then I come home to your guys’ needy demands.” The tone of Koko’s voice is harsh but you know he holds no malice when Inui goes to tickle Koko’s shirtless torso and then Koko promptly sticks his tongue out in retaliation.

You giggle at their antics and lay back further into Koko’s chest. He looks down at you with a raised eyebrow.

“Ythink you’re so cute, being pampered with little cakes and giggling at our expense huh, angel?” Koko says.

“Yup!” you’re holding back another laugh as Koko’s scowl deepens at your response.

“So spoiled.” Inui cuts in. He gives Koko a side eye, “I think it’s been a while since we taught her a lesson, Hajime.”

“You’re absolutely right Sei.” Koko goes to grab at your body as you try to escape the inevitable torturous pleasure your boyfriends are about to shower you in. He flings your body back onto the couch and this time you’re splayed across Inui as he looks down at you. Inui’s tongue peeks out slightly to wet his bottom lip. His voice filled with unadulterated desire as he whispers,

“We’re not done with you yet”

It wasn’t often that the three of you got to spend nights sleeping together. Koko was usually out at night, conducting Bonten business. But this was one of those rare nights when he was home. You were basking in the warmth of the sheets, Koko’s arm slung over your body and Inui cuddled up into your side.

Unfortunately, there were times when sleep didn’t come peacefully. With Koko’s sudden shifting and whimpering, it seemed like tonight was going to be one of those restless nights.

You were a light sleeper and it didn’t take long before you were awake, facing Koko’s distraught figure. He was shivering despite the warmth of your bodies, and you brushed back his hair to see sweat beginning to form against his brow. It was obvious he was having another one of his nightmares. They were few and far between, but when they hit, they hit bad.

“Koko” you whisper, tracing your fingers lightly against his skin, as to not startle him too much. “Koko, wake up.” You’re gently shaking him at this point.

Koko’s shaking gets more intense, and noises of distress fall from his lips. Inui gets up beside you, awakened by the noise. Concern is deep in his eyes, as he reaches over you to help comfort your boyfriend, Koko bolts upright. Choked gasps rip through his chest and tears fall down his face.

“A- Akane.” He rasps.

Your heart sinks as you and Inui share a look. It was one of those dreams, and you know you’ll be up for a while.

“Hajime” Inui whispers, he climbs over you and Koko, so that Koko is squished in between you both. “Hajime, it’s okay. It was a dream, look at me baby, it was just a dream.” Inui pulls Koko’s face towards him and brushes his thumb under Koko’s eyes, catching the stray tears that have fallen. You bring your lips to the back of Koko’s neck and brush kisses up the length of it.

When Koko has nightmares like this, he forgets where he is, and touch is the only way you and Inui have found that grounds Koko and brings him back to reality. Koko turns and slumps his forehead onto your shoulder; you and Inui rub your hands up and down Koko’s back.

“Don’t wanna do it anymore.” He mumbles, “don’t wanna see it all again, don’t wanna see you guys-“ he cuts himself off with another sob and your mind fills in the blanks of his sentences.

Usually, he only has nightmares of Akane and her death. But this time it sounds like you and Inui were included in this brutal illusion, which means Koko’s nightmares are getting worse.

Inui lets out a string of curses. “It’s Mikey and his damn agenda. He’s overworking you, Koko. You need to refuse him-“ you cut Inui’s rant off with a slight shake of your head. Koko’s shivering has gotten more violent at the mention of the gang. You carefully guide Koko down as you lay back on the pillows of your bed. Koko rests on top of your chest and Inui’s arms are slung around the both of you. All three of you are impossibly close, the weight of Inui’s arms are grounding.

“We’ll be here for as long as you’ll have us, Hajime.” Inui whispers into the air. Koko lets out a sigh a nuzzles his face into Inui’s arm. You know that’s all the confirmation you’ll get from Koko, but it’s enough to soothe your heart. He’ll be okay after this. He always is.

All three of you are getting ready for bed. It was a Sunday night, the night that you guys dedicate to spend time to care for each other. After getting out of the bath, you guys are bumping around in the bathroom doing your own individual routines but still trying to stay close. Inui walks over to you, one of his T-shirts in hand, and pulls it over your naked body. Your back is to the counter and Inui slightly pushes you until you hop up onto it, Inui slots himself between your spread legs.

Koko has been watching the two of you out of the corner of his eyes, and he walks behind Inupi. He leaves a trail of light kisses on Inupis bare back that draws a shudder from the white-haired man. Inui begins to suck kisses at your neck. Your head falls back against the mirror and a shaky sigh leaves your lips. Koko now pushes into you to get in on the action. He’s on the outside of your left thigh, leaning onto the counter to suck at the opposite side of your neck.

“Too much- haaa” you’re whimpering at this point. The sensation of both your boyfriends attacking your neck sends tremors all the way down to your toes. You go to lift your arms, your left hand threading into Koko’s hair and your right threading into Inui’s. The kisses continue up your neck, they’re sloppy and wet and they’re both making embarrassing sounds but none of you care. Not when the reactions they pull out of you are so good. Your moaning is shaky now. You tug their heads even closer to you. Inui manages to find the sweet on your neck that makes your head go blank and a loud gasp falls from your lips. Koko backs away and smirks at Inui, Inui is looking right back at him eyes gleaming with pride.

“Please.” you whimper. “Dont stop.. Don't-”

“shhhh” Inui whispers into your skin, “We've got you, darling. Be patient.”

Koko goes to lift you off the counter and your legs immediately wrap around his waist as he carries you into the bedroom. You're looking over Koko’s shoulder through a lidded gaze as Inui trails behind. His eyes are locked onto yours and there’s a darkness to them, a lust that fills him so deep it almost scares you. You’ve only seen him like this a few times, and you know exactly what it means. As Koko plops you onto the bed, tugging at the shirt Inui just dressed you in, you know it’s going to be a long night.

You and Inupi are trying on a bunch of new designer heels that Koko had surprised you with. You’re in the large closet of the penthouse and Koko is lounging in the chaise lounge in the middle of the room. He’s overlooking some budget document for Bonten, squinting at the small numbers on the paper under the harsh light of the closet. You and Inupi are giggling up a storm in front of the mirror.

Koko tries for the best of him to concentrate. He’s really has to get this form rechecked and submitted to Mikey by tomorrrow. But the peels of laughter and the sound of heels clacking are definitely distracting him. When he looks up again, he see that Inupi has got one of your hands in his, and he’s leading you into twirl after twirl, until your a dizzy mess and collapse into Inupi’s arms. Koko can’t help but smile at the scene.

You guys don’t often have days of domestic bliss with just the three of you. And seeing the carefree smiles of the two people he loved the most, made Koko’s heart sink in guilt. He knows he’s not the best boyfriend. He knows he’s hardly around. And no matter how many treats, and shoes and wealth he showers you both in, he knows it’ll never amount to his physical presence. Koko sighs in defeat and places the papers next to him on the lounge. Mikey and his stupid ass budget will have to wait.

He gets up and walks to wear you both are admiring each other in the mirror. Koko tugs Inui around and dives forward to give him a hard kiss. When he pulls back, Koko tugs you into his arms and starts peppering your face with tons of kisses. You can’t help but laugh at the ticklish feeling of Koko’s lips all over you. He pulls you both closer to him, and places his head ontop of yours. All three of you are facing the mirror now, and Koko has a serious look on his face.

“I can’t imagine my life without you both.” Koko whispers. Inui squeezes Koko tightly in a hug and you link one of your hands with Koko’s.

“You’re being extra sweet today huh,” you say locking eyes with Koko in the mirror.

“Right, what’s gotten into you? Where’s our irritating boyfriend who lives to tease us?” Inui chimes in.

With both of your taunts, Koko’s demeanor changes instantly. The Bonten Executive aura shining through when he growls “That’s it”. He starts running his fingers up and down your torso, tickling you in revenge. You squeal at the feeling and collapse to the floor, but as Inui reaches down to help you with a laugh, Koko pounces on him. You all end up a pile on the floor , Koko’s fingers attacking any exposed skin he can find on you and Inupi. The both of you are squirming and kicking and cursing Koko, and Koko is laughing loud at the torture he’s inflicting on you.

“Accept my love or accept punishment.” Koko’s smile is manic and you reach up to grasp the back of his neck.

“I’ll accept both” you say, and pull Koko on top of you and Inupi as you give him a searing kiss. Loving Koko is tough you think. His busyness, his teasing and often sadistic nature, and his violent lifestyle all make it a challenge. But being the ones to bring him to his knees, to see him on the floor of your closet, the only ones who get to see Kokonoi Hajime, Bonten executive like this. ‘Yeah’, you think. The challenge is worth it.

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cupoftaae · 1 year

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Growing Pains (KTH drabble)

Summary- You and Taehyung discover the struggles of parenthood as you take on the task of raising your 3 month old daughter, Kiyomi.

Warnings- mentions of postpartum struggles and attachment issues

word count- 1.6k

A/N- Hi guys! so after Ladybug got so much love I decided to make a another drabble to continue their storyline, this takes place months after their daughter is born. Hope you enjoy it!

Taehyung woke up to the sounds of crying. He sat up and looked over at his clock, it was 4:32am, and you werent in the bed.

Groaning, he pushed the covers back and began walking down the hall into his daughters room, finding you on the floor with her in your arms.

"Im sorry we woke you, go back to bed" you whisper, noticing the sudden appearance of your husband in the room. "are you guys alright?" he asked, ignoring your previous demand as he walked further in and sat next to you, eyes still sleepy from the abrupt awakening.

You sigh and gently rock the small baby in your arms as she wailed, becoming frustrated yourself. "she wont stop" you exhale, finally looking at taehyung. "maybe shes hungry?" he suggested, moving his hand to wipe away his baby's tears.

"She wont latch...so I dont think she is...I also changed her and put her in a lighter onesie incase she was too hot" you gesture to the new outfit on Kiyomi, of course taehyung smiled at the ladybug printed fabric.

"let me see her" he whispered, gently taking the frail 3 month old out of your arms. "Hi baby, you giving mommy a hard time again?" he kissed all over her face before pulling her against him, her tiny head resting on his shoulder as his hand rubbed her back.

"im so tired" your hands run over the front of your face, knowing you return to work tomorrow afternoon and not only would you be exhausted, you would be missing your baby.

Since Kiyomi was born, youve been home every single day making sure she was taken care of, of course Taehyung has been an excellent help as well, and you probably wouldnt have been able to do this without him, yet at the same time you couldnt express your fears of going back to work after maternity leave....you didnt want to let him down or make him feel like you didnt trust him. It wasnt ever about trust, it was about going hours and hours without being able to make sure your daughter was okay. What happens if she needs mommy? What happens if she starts to cry and he cant differentiate it from a hunger cry, dirty diaper cry, or a tired cry?

"go back to sleep, i'll take care of her" he yawned and stood up, one hand reaching down to help you to your feet.

"I cant sleep" you sigh, walking over to rearrange her crib and the blankets. "cant we just keep her in our room tonight? she can sleep in our bed" you finish.

Taehyung gently rocked her around as he paced the room, the small cries slowing down. "baby I thought we agreed its better for her to be in her own room, she is gonna be too dependant on us.....and why cant you sleep? you just said you were tired-"

"because I have a list of things I need to do Taehyung!" you turn around, "I have to pump because she didnt want to eat, and I need to make sure you have enough milk for tomorrow, plus extra just incase, and then I need to put my work clothes in the washer because I forgot, then dry them, and you know what?" you throw your hands up as you walked over and took your daughter "shes only 3 months old, theres no harm in having her in our bed, who cares! she wont even remember anyways" you scoff and walk out of the room.

You didnt mean to snap on him like that, in fact you felt bad as soon as you left her bedroom. Taehyung is a great dad and an even better husband, but you still found yourself unable to stay calm when the list of things piled on, you didnt know how everything was going to go tomorrow, and you were stressed.

"hey...Im sorry if I said anything to upset you" he whispered as he finally walked into your shared bedroom, his daughter now asleep on the comforter as you sat and tried to pump milk.

sighing, you turn to look at him. "I didnt mean to act like that...you didnt do anything wrong, im just on edge"

He slowly walked over and sat on the bed next to you, careful of the sleeping baby in front of him. "whats going on, sweetheart?"

You didnt respond right away, instead you shrugged and looked down at Kiyomi, feeling those stupid tears resurface to your eyes again. "talk to me angel..." he rubbed your back.

"I dont want to leave her" you spoke in a choked whisper, wiping your cheek quickly. "What do you mean?" he calmly responded.

"Work tomorrow, I dont want to go....I havent been away from her since she was born. Ive had 3 months but im not ready." you take a breath, gathering your thoughts. "I went to the supermarket yesterday to buy dinner by myself, and almost had a panic attack because I realized she wasnt with me"

"my love, its okay to feel like this you know?" he rubbed your back softly, his chest tightening upon hearing your struggles. "sounds like you might be experiencing some separation anxiety,"

"I wanna work from home" you protest, shaking your head. "I cant leave her, and Its not about you not being a good parent- because you are so good, probably better than me" you chuckle lightly, "I just need it for myself....I need to see her. I spent 9 months taking care of her, I knew where she was at all times, and now that shes actually here I get so worried something will happen"

"i know sweetheart, I know" his hand ran through your hair as you spoke, "If you really want to look for a job that allows you to work from home, i'll support you all the way, you know that....but I really think its important to go tomorrow at least, to tell them about whats going on"

You leaned against your husband, glad he was supporting you in such a vulnerable moment. "why cant I just call them tomorrow?" you sniffle

"because I think its good to just go in, the smaller steps you take, even if its just a day, will probably make things easier for you."

"mm....just tomorrow?" you look at him

"Just tomorrow, then you dont ever have to see that place if you dont want to, you can stay home and i'll pamper you both"

You giggled and shook your head, "no, I wanna work....just not outside the house"

"and I support that" he gently lifted your chin so he could kiss you.

You smiled and kissed him back, watching him carefully as you pulled away.

"You are so beautiful, I swear motherhood made you even more attractive than you already were" he grinned

you raised an eyebrow, looking down at yourself before looking at him, "are you kidding me? I have a suction cup attached to my tit right now, and my hair needs to be washed....dont even try to say I look good" you shook your head as you noticed the bottle was full, taking off the pump and pulling your shirt down as you crewed the cap on.

"Ah you dont see yourself how I see you, the fact you go through so much for our baby is what is beautiful to me, and just for the record, you could never shower again and i'd buy all the nose plugs in the world just so I could be near you and call you cute"

"shut uppppp" you whine and lean against the pillow, "thanks though....fatherhood looks good on you"

"now thank you, but we both can tell that its not physically" he laughed and stood, putting his hands on his belly. "sympathy weight" he patted his stomach, making you laugh.

"Hey, I didnt do that to you!" you retort

"Yes! you insisted that I eat with you every time you had a craving, and what did I do?"

"ate with me" you smile

"yeah, except you were eating and it went to the baby" he chuckled, "mine went to my stomach area"

"hey I think dad bods are sexy" you nudge him

he rolled his eyes jokingly and wrapped you in his embrace, both of you looking down at your finally sleeping daughter.

"next kid, you deal with those cravings alone" he teased, hand gently squeezing you closer.

You smiled brightly at his words, you couldnt handle another child right now, especially with your current mental state, but you knew in the next 3 years you would enjoy having a second baby.

"thats not gonna be for a while bubs, relax" you patted his thigh

"what if she gets lonely" he looks at you

"are you serious" you laugh, squishing his face "shes 3 months, plus she has us, and tannie. I promise she will be well entertained until we have another kid"

He huffed and slouched down, making you giggle.

He sat up and grabbed his phone, turning the video on as he began filming his sleeping baby. "I havent recorded anything in a bit, well thats a lie, I recorded her yesterday when I was playing airplane and she ended up puking on me"

Your giggles are heard off camera before he faces it towards you "Oh its funny huh?"

"shh, youre gonna wake her" you quickly cover the camera to hide yourself before he continues to ramble on about your baby. He's been doing this since that day you both found out you were expecting Kiyomi, and it still warms your heart to see a man so in love with his creation of life.

He was your rock, and she was your ladybug, and perhaps you would be okay after all.

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listen-to-the-inner-walrus · 11 months

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can you explain why you dont believe the titanic switch conspiracy theory? didnt they find a propeller with "olympic" written on it amongst the wreckage?

i feel like the phrase "you just activated my trap card" applies here but i have also never watched yu-gi-oh so dont fully know the correct use of that. anyway whats the text limit on a tumblr post because i think i might hit it with this response.

before we begin (if you wanna join me on this fucking journey), ill just drop some useful sources on the topic:

olympic & titanic - an analysis of the robin gardiner conspiracy theory dissertation by mark chirnside in july 2006

titanic or olympic: which ship sank? by steve hall and bruce beveridge

olympic & titanic: the truth behind the conspiracy by steve hall and bruce beveridge

with that shipkeeping housekeeping out of the way, lets jump into it after the cut

so hands up, how many people knew that this theory originated in a book from 1995?

yeah, its a pretty modern theory considering titanic sank in 1912. the theory originated in the riddle of the titanic by robin gardiner and dan van der dat.

and the theory argues that the ships were switched and titanic (actually olympic) was deliberately sank as part of an insurance scam. now they didnt do this at all for shits and giggles. instead, the theory posits that the navy enquiry that followed the 1911 collision between hms hawke and olympic was biased which meant white star line couldnt recover the costs of repair from lloyds (the insurance company), and therefore, they wrote olmpic off as too damaged to be repaired, lied about the amount of damage, switched the ships and sank olympic disguised as titanic to recover some costs.

far-fetched? oh definitely and it gets worse, but ill leave that til later in this gargantuan response because its really fucking funny.

(seriously, i recommend you read til the end or just skip to the part where i start talking about the sinking itself because fam, gardiners theory gets wild )

according to van der dat, who is a dutch journalist and naval history writer with an incredibly dutch name, gardiner had wrote the manuscript after researching the titanic for however many years and sent it to his literary agent. this agent had previously worked with van der dat and so sent it to him to double-check the information by going back to the original sources. he then rewrote the book with line-by-line consultation with gardiner.

and would you like to hear a quote from van der dat regarding the theory? i think you would:

"the publishers were disillusioned when the theory did not stand up"

he also, in correspondence with titanic author and researcher paul lee, called it "bilge" which is a fun ship joke alongside calling the theory bullshit.

anyway, the publishers went ahead with the book anyway because fuck integrity, i guess... thats kinda harsh considering this first book (oh yeah, theres more) was praised for stellar research and for being balanced, and the final chapter of the book literally acknowledges that the wreck has titanics shipyard number (401) on it, hence disproving the theory.

in 1997, it was published in the us under the name the titanic conspiracy - cover-ups and mysteries of the worlds most famous sea disaster, and it sold like sliced bread in 1928 because 1997 was titanic fever, baby!

unsurprisingly, gardiner's following books (titanic: the ship that never sank? in 1998; the history of the white star line in 2001; the great titanic conspiracy in 2010) were a lot less well-received and were not co-authored by van der dat.

"but wait, kai!" you might shout if youre up to date with issues of the times from 1914, "what about raymond asquith's comments? he was junior counsel for the board of trade at the sinking inquiry!"

and i would say, what about it? the letter asquith wrote to the times was a sarcastic letter in response to a prior stance taken by the paper.

yes, he said "the architect, the owner, and the captain to repair their desperate fortunes by sinking the ship and sharing the insurance money" but said letter also included the phrase "manipulating dummy icebergs".

if were taking sarcastic or satirical responses outside of their original contexts as serious quotes, then i guess i need to cancel my dropout subscription since the company holds the opinion that oj simpson is innocent.

and while were here, that single deathbed confession from james fenton is not evidence of anything. his name is not on any crew lists or survivor lists, and not a single payment was ever claimed by a crewman called james fenton. he was not on board the titanic and his claims hold no weight.

now, my go-to explanation as to why i dont believe the switch theory is that their insurance scam would have lost them money and they would know that it would have lost them money.

see, it cost white star (which was a subsidiary of the international mercantile marine) £1.5million/$7.5million to build titanic and they insured it by lloyds (you can check their records on their website) for £1million/$5million.

you dont have to be good at maths to see a problem here.

they didnt just not insure the rest; it was self-insured by imm's insurance fund, but that still means theyd have lost £500,000/$2.5million on the sunken ship.

this whole insurance thing was established by uh the united states senate inquiry report:

"the vessel fully equipped, cost £1,500,000 sterling, or about $7,500,000. at the time of the accident the vessel carried insurance of £1,000,000 sterling or about $5,000,000, the remaining risk being carried by the company's insurance fund."

oh and the £1,000,009 insurance was announced in the daily mirror on 16th april 1912

and the insurance scam seemingly thought up by someones whose first and only introduction to maths was golf isnt the only way white star would have lost money on this.

after the sinking, olympic was temporarily pulled from service to increase safety measures like adding more lifeboats. obviously, a logical move made by a company with a brand new, safer ship on their hands who were desperate for any money they can make.

white star also halted construction of britannic, titanics other sister ship, in order to alter the design and make it safer. this costs quite a bit of money and is, again, an odd choice for a company apparently desperate for money.

and hey, question for you guys: if you were alive in 1913 and needed to cross the atlantic, would you

a) choose the near identical sister ship of that ship that sank last year and was the deadliest sinking of a ship at that time

b) choose any other option such as the lusitania or the mauretania or the ss france or the ss imperator

personally id take my chances with option a, idk about you

yeah so the point im making here is that the sinking of the titanic was what the kids say

a marketing disaster

it was the loss of the newest flagship on its maiden fucking voyage and it had been touted as "practically unsinkable". maybe just maybe people wouldnt feel that comfortable getting on a white star line ship after that.

i dont have any figures for you because reading through a detailed account of white stars history just is not on my to-do list, but that doesnt even matter. what matters is that its clearly a massive risk and who the fuck is taking that risk?

as titanic author, senan molony states:

"one doesnt need to compare designs and count portholes - a moments serious consideration of the reputational risk involved - individually and collectively - is all that is required to end any entertainment of the notion"

anyway, you guys wanna compare designs and count portholes? yeah? okay, here we go!

may i present a non-exhaustive list of differences between the ships:

olympics wheelhouse was curved; titanics was flat

titanic was 4 inches longer

the porthole arrangements on shelter deck c were different

on b deck, olympic had a 1st class promenade; titanic had 2 private verandahs and suites (put a pin in this by the way, it comes back in the best of ways)

titanic had additional cabins on promenade deck a

olympics promenade was open all the way along; on titanic, the forward half of the 1st class promenade on a-deck was enclosed with retractable glass screens

on titanic, the forward bridge wings aft docking bridge on the stern extended over the ships side by a couple of feet; this would not be true for olympic until the 1912/13 refit

the officers deck house was pushed out more on titanic

the iron gates of the elevators were different between the ships and this is evident in the wreck itself

their propellers had different pitches and hence not interchangeable (pitch is a theoretical concept which is like the distance a propeller would move if it turned once through something solid, yeah i dont know either)

the wireless cabin had an outside window on olympic, but not titanic

further, it was placed on the port side of the officers deck house on olympic but amidship on titanic

they had different air vent arrangements around the funnels

white star line cut the ships names into the shell-plating at the bow and stern, four feet high and a ½ inch deep

now, please, close your eyes, take a deep breath and consider how much money it would cost to switch just the list above. now compare all of that to the -£500,000/$2.5million youre losing in the insurance scam.

truly, a spend less on candles situation.

and while we're here, shall we quickly talk about how much hush money white star would be paying to silence everyone about this since its apparently an illegal insurance scam.

not to make another non-exhaustive list but heres just who i can think of that youd have to silence:

the 15,000 workers employed directly by the shipyard

the 20,000+ workers in support services or sub contractors

any permanent or casual staff at the belfast dock and harbour comission

all of the officers and crew who came directly from olympic onto titanic such as the captain or stewardess violet jessop (puppet history fans rise up) who interestingly remarked on how improved titanic was compared to olympic

any staff at white star, imm and harland & wolff (where she was built) who would be in the know such as designers

passengers who had previously sailed on olympic who then sailed on titanic

just like anyone in belfast who walked past while the ships were docked together

olympics wreckers: thomas wards & sons who kept huge loose-leaf ledgers for each ships. the one for olympic was 72 pages long and funnily enough olympics yard number and builders I'd frequently appear in it, as seen below

bob ballard who was the one who found titanic. hes known as a very honest man and didnt even claim salvage rights on titanic because he assumed everyone else would also recognise it was a gravesite. he also said "i think it is the titanic at the bottom of the ocean"

every other explorer or researcher like james fucking cameron or us navy consultant and titanic wreck explorer, parks stephenson

its been estimated likely over 60,000 people were involved in just the building of titanic. this was ⅕ of belfasts population and ⅓ of the working population. heres a photo of them leaving olympic at the end of the day

now maybe im just a fool, but that looks like a lot of people you need to silence, and unless white star were blackmailing them or idk fucking killing them i guess, thats a lot of hush money just in the photo above.

i mean, theres also the claim, from noted liar james fenton, that the surviving crew were forced to sign the official secrets act of 1911, but that act was about espionage that benefits the enemy military so im not sure how this is relevant to the switch, and also, again, the guy was never on the ship.

are you perhaps starting to get the picture as to why i dont believe the conspiracy theory because im still going.

okay so as established, if the ships were switched, there would have clearly been a lot of work that would need to be done to switch the ships.

and i only mentioned some of the structural differences, i didnt get into the aesthetic differences like the floor tiles and carpeting being different colours, or how the lounge furniture in each ship having the ship name on them.

mind you, this is what titanic looked like (in the foreground) when olympic was first docked next to her:

this was taken around october 11. olympic docked next to titanic on october 7th for repairs after that whole catastrophic collision.

now how much time do you think it was before olympic sailed away? mind you, titanic has already been launched at this point and just needs to be fitted-out, and that normally takes around 4 to 6 months?

oh, what was that? 44 days? why, kid, youre going somewhere. it was 44 days exactly!

now, i dont think i need to get into the fact that the dock only had 1 crane (which you needed to install and uninstall funnels and machinery) that physically couldnt reach olympic unless she was moved or how olympic was painted white for her launch and then painted black and that the white paint would get exposed in rough weather so the same would have to be applied to titanic so it would look convincingly like olympic.

i mean, you have that information now, but im hoping just by the words "44 days", you might get how off the wall insane it is to suggest white star was able to switch the ships so well no one noticed for decades in 44 fucking days.

"wait kai, youre forgetting that they were docked together again!" you shout, "after olympic threw a propeller, they were docked together from march 1st to march 7th 1912"

and i dont know dude, im pretty sure white star cant warp space time so i really dont know what eight extra days is gonna do.

i hate to strawman but man, the late robin gardiner would have won a gold medal in scarecrow hide and seek.

lets also take a quick detour into the idea that olympics repairs were so expensive.

without getting into gardiners claims about the damage because theres no evidence of it and as mark chirnside states "there are no credible sources indicating that the damage to olympic was worse than reported at the time - and indeed ample sworn expert testimony to the contrary", lets just quickly go over some financial stuff.

during the case, it was unofficially estimated that the damage didnt exceed $125,000. imm, by including lost passenger receipts, wanted to claim for as high as $750,000, but they lost that case.

during the year 1911, imms surplus profit was $822,062. so weve got:

750,000 > 822,062

now as we might remember from key stage 1 maths, the bigger number eats the smaller number, aka, their surplus profit covered the costs of repair.

aka, no ill-advised insurance scam needed.

"thousands of people in belfast would have seen the switch operation - and yet there is not one word in the papers of reporters or photographers rushing out to find out what was happening."

-dr paul lee

so this is the section where i ask how did no one fucking notice?

no one on titanic, who had previously sailed on olympic, ever said anything about the switch other than one guy who was literally not on the ship at any point.

no one who has ever explored the wreck or done research on it has definitively stated it was olympic. rather, they have definitively stated otherwise.

for example, what remains of the base on the wheelhouse shows it to be straight and not curved, and as you might remember: titanics wheelhouse was heterosexual straight and olympics was curved.

(id be impressed if you did remember)

also, as parks stephenson has stated:

"weve got actual high def images of this wreck. ive seen with my own eyes. weve identified the name titanic on the port bow"

its difficult to make out but its there; the name is on the fucking ship.

also, as you might remember, titanics b-deck was different to olympics. the 2 suites there were nicknamed the "millionaire suites" and jim cameron has used rovs to go inside of them.

funnily enough, robin gardiner has gone on the record saying that these suites didnt exist so make of that what you will.

and further, no one noticed anything about olympic even though she sailed for 24 more years. theres no written record of anything, theres nothing in the board of trade reports, theres no photographic proof and theres not even fucking hearsay.

she served as a damn troopship in ww1, youd figure someone would figure it out as all of her fittings were ripped out.

but no, theres nothing.

as i mentioned above, olympic was scrapped in 1935, but some of her fittings were auctioned off and still exist today. and these have the number 400 on them because that was her shipyard number. titanics was 401 and the wreck reflects this also:

the wooden parts are from olympic; the other has been salvaged from titanics wreck.

theres even the famous myth that olympic or olympus as one person told me is written on the propeller at the bottom of the ocean. its not, but you can see the number 401 written on it:

and while were disproving myths about the name olympic being on the titanic, the story about olympic being engraved on titanics lifeboats is also false:

theres no written testimony, no sketches and no photographs of this.

white star didnt engrave names onto lifeboats, the names were on metal plates that were screwed on

do you really think they did all of this work but just didnt fucking swap the lifeboats? if theyre this stupid, how did it take until 1995 for someone to figure it out?

we can also discuss the stupid olympic room thing while were here. see theres a maritime superstition that changing the name on a ship is bad luck and obviously, if youre swapping the ships, youre changing the names.

so to... get around this? cheat luck? outsmart superstition? i dont fucking know, to take a detour to avoid this, white star named a room "the olympic room."

i cannot find any evidence at all that this room ever existed. its not in the design plans or the blueprints, and no passenger or crew has ever said it existed, so im pretty sure the room just didnt exist.

and even if it did exist, titanic was in the olympic class of ships. thats what olympic, titanic and britannic were. its not weird to have an olympic room on an olympic class ship. i mean it is weird in this case since the room didnt exist, but you get my point.

and heres some quickfire myths and falsehoods

the myth about the 14 vs 16 bow portholes is also a false. yes, titanic had 14 portholes on launch but an extra 2 were added before her maiden voyage so yes, the ship photographed departing southampton with 16 bow portholes is the titanic, and do you really think it would take 83 years to figure this out if it was this easy?

similarly, titanic did have evenly spaced b-deck windows on launch, but then the extra verandahs and suites were added so the window configuration was altered, so that photograph is off the titanic.

the idea that titanic had a 2 degree list to port like the olympic before her is evidence of the switch theory is, to borrow a word from dan van der dat, bilge. plenty of ships at the time and now have minor lists. the one on titanic was only recorded by 2 passengers and we know that the list was related to coal consumption. it means nothing.

jp morgan (owner of imm) did not cancel last minute. as mark baber points out on encyclopedia titanica, it was announced in the new york times that hed be in venice on april 23. at that time, transatlantic voyages took at least 5 days so it would at least be a 10 day round trip and likely not give him time to get to venice for the opening of a store of whatever it was.

also, j bruce ismays wife and kids also didnt cancel last minute. theyd already decided to go on holiday to wales rather than sail on titanic.

addendum to that point: if ismay knew it was going to be sank deliberately and so warned his wife, why would he get on board himself? further, why would harland and wolff designer thomas andrews (who did not survive by the way) get on board?

and we're finally at my favourite part of this entire mess: the sinking itself.

see, a deliberate sinking doesnt really make sense for titanic because the conditions under which she sank has led to the descriptor "freak sinking."

these are: a new moon meaning less light, unusually calm ocean that disallowed lookouts to watch for foam as waves hit any icebergs, ice having drifted further south than normal for that time of year, and a sideways glancing blow that breached more watertight compartments than the ship could handle and stay afloat.

and idk dude, is there not an easier way? like maybe some light arson. just call it an accidental fire that got out of control and led to the ship being a write-off, this isnt difficult.

but you see gardiner has an answer to this, and i am laughing as im typing this, he claims that:

titanic didnt hit an iceberg, it hit an imm rescue ship.

thats right, this guy fully says titanic didnt hit an iceberg. apparently it hit another ship and NO ONE FUCKING NOTICED

i mean we have testimony from survivors but fuck them i guess.

he claims that as titanic was apparently a "steel double-hulled vessel" so an iceberg simply couldnt inflict so much damage.

yeah titanic wasnt double-hulled. she had a double bottom, but it was only after titanic that shipbuilders were like ah maybe full double hulls arent an unnecessary expense after all.

theres also the issue of uh no evidence of this rescue ship ever existing? at all? i dont know where it came from, i dont know where it went, and who fucking knows, maybe it was called the rms cotton eyed joe.

yeah so weve got a theory riddled with problems and im just gonna introduce some more problems with this theory as gardiner has also alleged that:

the original plan was to open the seacocks and slowly flood the ship, but this was interrupted by titanic hitting another ship

1) titanic didnt have seacocks? and 2) was the rest of it a coincidence then? i think its meant to be a coincidence.

i believe his theory is alleging that the crew on titanic would open the seacocks that didnt exist to flood the ship slowly, and that the imm rescue ship that also didnt exist was in the area in advance to help evacuate passengers, alongside other ships such as the ss californian.

this is that ship that was like 10 miles away or something and didnt respond to titanics distress signals. according to gardiner, they were expecting a rendezvous with titanic according to the "original plan", but never received it.

instead, they saw the rockets of the fabled imm rescue ship and helped them instead.

this is fucking stupid.

i cant be charitable here, its a fucking stupid theory. i mean, that imm ship did not exist, and also californian is a ridiculous choice for a rescue ship. her capacity was 47 passengers and 55 crew; there were more than 2200 people on board titanic.

to counteract this argument, gardiner alleges carpathia was also in on the scheme as a rescue ship. she, at least, had capacity for the passengers, but theres also several problems with this too.

for one, it was fucking 50 miles away and famously arrived several hours after the sinking even though the captain had her running at top speed to get there.

for two, carpathia was owned by cunard, white stars rival. was their rival line in on the insurance scam??? how much money did they have to pay cunard for this????? why? just why?

do you understand why i dont believe it? please tell me you understand. i need you to understand. i need you to tell me that you understand that the guy who created this conspiracy claimed titanic didnt hit an iceberg.

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