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enbyonmandalore · 1 year
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Test The Limits (Reader Insert Version)
Ghost & König x gender neutral reader (no y/n)
Rating: NSFW 18+
Word count: this is a long one (that's what she said, ha!)
Warnings: begging, *light* bondage/restraining, brat taming, choking, degradation/name calling, dom/sub behavior, edging, gagging, humiliation, masks stay ON, masturbation, oral (M recieving), tiny bit of overstimulation, penetrative sex, potential hate-fucking, size difference, some brief violence typical for the CoD franchise, threesome, unprotected sex, voyeurism?, characters act absolutely fucking feral, reader's genitalia is not described
Summary: Smut. Absolute filth without much plot. Ghost has enough of your attitude and decides to fuck it out of you; him and König end up taking turns on you.
A/N: This is my first time writing anything about CoD MW2 aaand also my first time attempting to write a threesome. Certain parts of dialogue and phrases are inspired by u/badjhur on reddit. Sometimes the POV kinda switches, I hope you don't mind. I've been going wild for König lately and I'm trying to bring my thoughts to paper. Enjoy!
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Test The Limits
"Argh fuck!", you shouted in frustration as your face hit the floor. Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley pinned you down with his entire body weight, twisting your dominant hand onto your back, your other hand squashed underneath your own body. You'd fucked up. Again.
"Stop being so easy to pin.", Ghost said harshly. "If I were the enemy you'd be dead by now."
"Lasted longer than last time, though", you reminded him nonchalantly and coughed as he took some of his weight off of your back, letting you catch a proper breath.
"Still not good enough", he retaliated, adding something under his breath. "Fuckin' brat..."
"What did you just call me?", you snapped and turned around as much as you could. The Lieutenant didn't move. With some more struggling you managed to free yourself from under him, scootching away and staring daggers at him. Propping yourself up on your elbow, you opened your mouth to complain, but the Lt. raised a finger in your direction as a warning.
"Behave."
"Oh for god's sake, Lt., I'm just as much a member of this damn task force as you are. Price called me in for a reason and you know it. You-"
Ghost didn't let you finish your sentence. Instead he grabbed you by the ankles and yanked you towards him, scraping your elbows against the floor of the sparring ring. Now he towered over you, his arms caging you in on either side, a knee between your legs, restricting any further movement.
"I said behave.", he growled.
"Get. Off. Of. Me.", you said slowly and clearly, your tone stone cold.
But Ghost didn't budge. His icy blue eyes still fixated on you, as if expecting an ambush. That's when you felt it. You felt him press up against you and with mere inches between your bodies, there was less than a little room for speculations. The air seemed to thicken with tension over the next few seconds as you just stared in disbelief. Finally, as he hit a sensitive spot, you flinched.
"Stop that!", you protested.
"You wanna tap out, Luv? Scared you're gonna lose?", Ghost replied, ignoring you and continuing to grind against your crotch.
"Ngh- No! Just stop moving like that!"
"Like what?", he paused and you thought you saw him raise an eyebrow, "This?"
"F-fuck...!", you gasped as he full on rutted his hips against yours. You tugged at his shirt, but that changed nothing.
"This... This is hardly a fair fight, Lt. Let go!"
"Never said it was gonna be fair.", the Lieutenant clarified. "Besides, if you would just ask nicely I might let go, eh? You bloody brat."
Humiliating you even further, Ghost flipped you onto your stomach again with ease. "You're making this too easy." Between strained breaths and frustrated struggling, you managed to growl: "At least take the damn knife off my back."
Ghost's dry chuckle made your entire body stiffen at once. "That ain't no combat knife you're feeling there, Luv..."
Oh.
Oh.
Once it finally clicked in your head, his entire behavior made sense. Jesus H. Christ, he was doing it on purpose.
"Come on, operator, get up", Ghost taunted, pulling you to your feet, "See what you've been rubbing up against all fucking night."
You bared your teeth at him out of pure instinct. The movement was so quick you felt your bottom lip split open and tasted blood.
"You're so goddamn full of yourself!"
"Quite the opposite.", the Lieutenant replied and took a step forward. You refused to back down. Ghost's gaze locked onto yours, analyzing you. He reached behind himself and revealed a ziptie, pulling it tight around your wrists within a split second, pushing you against the wall behind you. You were speechless.
"W-what the fuck, Lt.?", you finally managed to sputter.
There was nothing you could do - exhausted from sparring, backed against a wall and your hands were quite literally tied. To say you were in a jam would be a tremendous understatement. A hand traveled to your throat, applying pressure and enforcing eye contact.
"Who do you think you are? Who gave you permission to act like a sour fucking tart, hm? What is your problem?" Ghost looked you up and down. "Look where that's gotten you."
"Could ask you the same bloody question!", you spat, seeking any sort of leverage on Ghost's wrist to prevent him from potentially choking you out. He just stared, condescendingly. "Eversince I got here, you've been looking at me like you're a starving dog and I'm some sort of fucking treat."
Ghost's eyes narrowed dangerously, maybe there was a sadistic smile under that mask, but you'd never know for sure. When he spoke, his voice was low and gravelly.
"Consider this punishment... or consider this me spoiling your bratty behavior. You can still tap you, Love, but once we get started, there's no turning back."
"Oh so you think it's that easy to get in my pants, then?", you chuckled dryly, thankful for the dim light concealing the fact that you might be blushing. "Do your fucking worst, then."
"Very well."
Ghost didn't wait a second longer, he grabbed you by the neck and spun you around, slamming your chest into the wall. His hands slid down your sides, all the way to your belt. You didn't need to look - the sound of the quick-release clasp coming undone was enough to prepare you for what would come next. Once again you were thankful he didn't see your face or the excited grin plastered across it. Ghost pulled down your uniform pants and undershorts in once go, helping you lift your feet to fully get rid of the pants.
"Well, well...", he muttered, his gloved hands back on your body, thumbs caressing the dips in your hips. "Bloody amazing figure you got, soldier."
You could almost feel his breath on your skin, that's how close he'd gotten. You skin tingled where he touched it. When the Lt. pressed himself against your ass, you could barely contain an excited whimper. He turned you back around to face him, shoving a knee between your thighs and pinning you to the wall on your tiptoes, hands above your head. Fuck, that felt amazing. Never in a million years had you ever imagined to enjoy being overpowered by a man like this...to be turned on by it.
It caught you off guard when he suddenly dropped you, taking two steps back. Your ass hit the cold concrete floor, your bindings snapping as you scramble to cover yourself. Reality check. You could feel a new pair of eyes lingering on your skin and turned your head in that direction so fast it almost made you dizzy. A shadowy figure loomed in the doorway.
"König", Ghost's voice broke the silence, "What a bloody fuckin' surprise."
He closed the distance between himself and the other soldier in only a few steps, grabbing a fistful of König's shirt and yanking him all the way into the room. You heard König stutter something unintelligible, Ghost not even bothering to respond to him.
"Just in time.", Ghost announced to neither of you in particular. "I was about to teach our new teammate a lesson and now you both and learn one at the same time."
He let go of König, glaring at you still cowering on the floor. König instinctively raised his hands, attempting to appear non-threatening as he towered over both of you.
You slowly regained your composure, still acutely aware that your lower half was exposed. What you also noticed, was that König had closed his eyes underneath the sniper hood - the eyeholes were completely black now, as if he wasn't even there. You shifted around until you were at least in a less awkward position. This did not go unnoticed by the Lieutenant.
"I didn't mean to disturb you, Sir", König spoke, "I only heard commotion..."
When Ghost did not answer, he continued rambling, obviously flustered. "I- I can walk back out and this never happened, okay? I didn't even see anything-"
"No.", Ghost interrupted, "You both have had problems staying focused lately and you've become liabilities to the entire team. So, to help you get it together, you are going to practice following orders. Right fucking now."
You exchanged a nervous glance with König.
"Hey", Ghost barked in your direction. "Eyes on me. Don't look at him, he's not gonna help you."
As soon as your gaze had focused back on Ghost, the Lieutenant continued his angry speech: "You aren't very quiet going about your business, König, and you", he glared at you, "You talk in your sleep."
In that moment the realization that Ghost had heard something definitely not meant for his ears hit both König and you. You hadn't known you talked in your sleep, much less that Ghost had apparently been within earshot while you slept. And if you weren't mistaken, you could see the awkward shift in König's posture as well. What on earth had Ghost heard him say - or do?
Ghost's hand shot forward and grabbed you by the collar, pulling you into a kneeling position, your hands on his wrist to steady yourself. Then Ghost nodded towards a chair against the back wall of the room.
"Operator, sit down. And don't move."
Wordlessly, König followed the Lt.'s order. As soon as he had sat down, Ghost returned his attention to you. You felt his cold stare basically penetrate your skin and set it on fire...
"You. Up.", he ordered and you complied. Ghost then moved the both of you closer to König, right in the middle of his field of vision. Your heart was racing by now. What was he doing?
"On your knees, soldier."
You watched as Ghost positioned himself in front of you, your back facing König. He stepped closer and you now made direct eye contact with the considerable bulge in the Lieutenant's pants. Instinctively you gulped. Shit, was he really about to make König watch as you gave him head?
Apparently the answer to that was Yes.
It could have been your imagination, but you swore you heard the faintest sigh of relief as Ghost undid his belt, unzipped the fly and pulled out his fully erect cock. The size of which both startled and excited you. With one hand he lifted your chin while the other, slowly and almost carefully snaked around to the back of your head.
"Now, Love, you are gonna suck my cock and do it well, understood?"
You answered immediately, a grin tugging at your lips. "Don't be shy, I can take it, Lt."
Next thing you knew, Ghost forced open your mouth with his thumb and shoved his cock inside. You fought your gag reflex, his cock was really testing the limits of what you found yourself capable of. You carefully started bobbing your head, hands gripping Ghost's thighs for support, working your tongue around the fat tip, sucking on it before taking more of his cock down your throat. You'd never believe it if you weren't hearing it yourself, but Ghost -stone cold as he usually was- was a horny rambler.
"That's it...", he pulled his cock out of your mouth, allowing you to catch a breath; maintaining eye contact the entire time. "Oh, fuck- You see that? That perfect ring of spit on my cock..."
You swallowed thickly between breaths and gave the Lieutenant a crooked smile. Provocatively you licked your bottom lip and glanced up at him.
"You can do it, yeah, open wide", he said, his voice low and breath ragged, before guiding your head back down his cock. You could taste the precum now and each time he hit the back of your throat you felt the knot in your own stomach tighten.
"Ah God, f-fuck!", Ghost moaned and gripped your head with both hands, holding it in place. He momentarily tore his gaze away from you to look at König. "Enjoying the show?"
"Gott, Scheiße...", König panted and bucked his hips in a futile attempt to feel something, anything. Oh, he needed to be touched. He wanted to fuck both you and Ghost and it was pure torture to sit there, hands behind his back and not allowed to move as you took Ghost's dick so eagerly. God he wished that were him. He felt his own hard-on throb with every sound your mouth made and with every word of praise from Ghost. His eyes rolled back in his head as he imagined what it your feel like to pin the Lieutenant against a wall and kiss him, right before fucking him so hard the wall might crack. What it would feel like to have you on top of him, a spiteful smirk on your face as you ruthlessly rode him like there was no tomorrow, his fingers digging into the flesh of your hips...
"Bloody hell, love, you're taking me so well", Ghost sputtered as he thrust himself into your mouth. "Come on... promise I'll make this worth your while."
You held onto his thighs for dear life as tears and spit ran down your face, accompanied by messy, lewd gagging sounds.
"That's it, that's it- Ohh FUCK"
His breath caught in his lungs as his cock pulsed, emptying his load down your throat. Fighting the urge to gag, you swallowed, gripping Ghost's leg so hard it might bruise. With an exhausted, guttural moan Ghost finally let go and you fell backwards, gasping for air.
Ghost recovered from his high quickly, barely giving you the chance to wipe the drool off of your face before dragging you to a large storage crate. He turned you around, his chest pressed against your back, and sat down, effectively pulling you onto him as he lay down on the crate. You watched as he removed his gloves. Your entire body was tingling with arousal by now and being thrown around like a rag-doll wasn't helping. You felt the blood rush between your legs and you were almost certain Ghost knew. He nudged your legs further apart with his own.
"You really can take me, love.", Ghost growled into your ear, grabbing your jaw from behind and turning your head towards König. "Now how 'bout him?"
"Haah- please-", you whimpered and squirmed in his iron grip. You were becoming more desperate by the second, you needed to be touched - or even better: railed into oblivion.
Ghost's icy eyes fixated on König and the other soldier froze in his chair.
"Your turn, operator", the Lieutenant said with a nod.
König stood up slowly, having to concentrate on every move as he approached Ghost. God, it was such a pretty sight to see you so sprawled out and desperate...so pretty.
"Fuck them. That's an order!"
"Y-Yessir!", König replied and quickly undid his pants with trembling hands.
You gasped upon seeing König's size. He was probably larger than the Lt. in every goddamn aspect. Would that thing even fit? Standing between your open legs, he almost hesitantly lay a bare hand on your thigh and lightly pressed his fingertips into your skin and you whimpered once again. Ghost still held your jaw tightly, watching König like a hawk.
As if to reassure himself that this was what you wanted, König sought eye contact. He stroked himself a couple of times first, before lining his hard cock up with your entrance. You gave him a meek nod and practically started begging as his tip nudged against your hole.
"Fucking hell, please! Please just fuck me, König, please please please!"
König felt his cock twitch in his hand at the sound of your voice - like music to his ears. "Don't...", he whispered, barely audible, "Don't stop begging."
"Please~ Please fuck me already, big boy", you pleaded and that did it for him. Without further hesitation he pushed his cock inside you and barely managed to contain the animalistic, desperate moan building in his throat as he bottomed out. You wanted to throw your head back, but Ghost's shoulder was in the way, so you turned your face to the side, teeth gritted and eyes squeezed shut. A cold shiver ran down your spine as Ghost whispered praise into your ear again. "Come on... Good. Take all of him."
And as König set a pace to his thrusts, small whines and moans spilled from your lips.
"Ah- Yes...fuck... König, fuck- ngh"
König was enormous. He spread you open like nothing ever had before. No doubt you'd feel him for days. You could feel him in your guts, it was relentless, stretching you open and filling you so completely you couldn't think around it, couldn't do anything but cling to Ghost's hand and whine.
"Ah, sh-shit! More, please...", König demanded, underlining each word with a thrust so hard you almost cried out in pain.
"Yessir!", you groaned, slurring all the other words, "Ah- Yes, fuck me hard, I need this! Oh fuck-"
"Oh yeah, you like this, huh?", König answered your desperate cries. Ghost joined in on the taunting. "You like getting fucked by two big men, 's that it? That's why you've been acting like a fucking brat? Answer me!"
"Ahng- yes- Yessir!"
"You little tease...", König panted, his eyes cast downward, watching himself disappear inside you over and over and over.
Fucking hell... Ghost couldn't take his eyes off of the scene. König brutally slamming into you, your half-naked body on top of him. Grinding against him with each and every one of König's thrusts. And the sounds - God! Your choked, breathy moans and cries and König's deep, desperate sighs caused Ghost's heart to race. He could feel his cock beginning to harden again. His eyes rolled back in his head as he let it happen. He felt your hot breath on his hand and tightened his grip on your lower jaw, bringing his other hand up to your lips and pushing past them. He was relieved you understood the objective, as you swirled your tongue around his fingers, coating them in saliva just like you'd done with his cock moments before.
You arched your back as König repeatedly hit your sweet spot. You cried out in pleasure, begging him not to stop as you careened towards your high.
"Greedy, are we? You gonna behave for us, hm?", Ghost teased, swiping his thumb across your lips. Your eyes fluttered as you nodded vigorously.
Under you, Ghost tensed up as your ass pressed against his cock. He felt like he was about to go insane from the stimulation so shortly after his last orgasm. König gripped your hips, holding on for dear life as he chased his own high. He'd given up on trying to suppress his moans, letting you hear every sweet sound spilling from his lips.
"I'm close, so close", König stammered through gritted teeth, "Can't- Can't hold it much longer, ngh!"
You were quick to answer, speech slurred and a fucked-out expression on your face. " 'S okay! Ah- Cum with me!"
A choked moan ripped from your throat as he thrust all of himself into you. His voice gave out and his head fell backwards. You saw stars as you came undone on his cock, clenching around him. You felt him pulse, shooting his load and coating your insides with his cum.
For a moment everyone was quiet, your ragged, out-of-sync breaths the only thing disturbing the silence.
You gasped in surprise when you suddenly had Ghost's hands on your waist, pushing you down onto both his and König's dick, drawing a startled mewl from the other man. Ghost felt himself spill his seed between your sweat-soaked bodies, a deep moan rattling in his chest.
It took a moment for Ghost to come to his senses again. When he did, König had already taken a few steps back and zipped up his pants. He lifted you off of him and searched his pockets for a rag or tissue to clean the both of you up.
"That's all it took you to behave. A nice, fat cock.", he chuckled to himself.
"I think we made quite a lot of noise. We should leave before someone else comes investigating strange noises on base.", König suggested and glanced over his shoulder in the direction of the door. "If... If you want to go again, you know where to find me."
"Yeah", you agreed with a tired smile. "Better make ourselves scarce."
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animentality · 23 days
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I just wanna remind the class that Sirius Black was an awful character. He basically did nothing to help or protect Harry through all of the books where he was alive, and while I agree that Harry sucks, and I wouldn't want to protect him either, it's still a mark against his character and speaks to like, the total incompetence of JK Rowling as a writer.
In book 3 he endangered the trio by dragging Pettigrew under the Whomping Willow and getting them involved in his bullshit, when he could've just waited for a better opportunity instead of literally diving on Ron in front of his friends and dragging his ass away. Like really? Harry is in Gryffindor, idiot, he's not gonna let his best friend get eaten by a dog. Also Harry had to watch his parents die. You really wanted him to watch you murder a guy? You're stupid as hell.
You're also a fucking dog, and Pettigrew is a RAT. Neither of you have a wand. You can easily outpace a rat and then tackle him if he tries to change into a human. Also Crookshanks. Corner him when he tries to make a run for it. Don't dive on him when there are people around.
Also even if he runs, what the fuck is stopping you?
You have nothing going on. No 9 am meetings. Chase him away from Hogwarts so you can hunt his ass in peace. Don't bring Harry into it at all. You have nothing but time.
Then the only good thing he does is lose Pettigrew, vaguely save the kids from a werewolf, which is kind of his fucking fault, I might add.
And then passes out so that Harry can save HIM. Then he has to be saved again from returning to Azkaban.
Now you can at least excuse book 3 Sirius because the guy is absolutely nuts after 12 years in evil wizard prison. He's cracked and he's not thinking straight. And him being hunted by the government isn't really his fault. He's a red herring. The big plot twist is that he's not evil and that's "fine." It's acceptable.
But book 4?
Oh my god he's so useless.
He's there for Harry to send letters to, and then NOT help him at all.
The only thing he does is get interrupted by Ron before he can tell Harry to do something really stupid, which is hit the dragon in the fucking eye, something that could've easily gotten him burned or stomped on, or still hit with the Horntail's tail. Harry basically figured it out because of fake Moody, not Sirius.
Then Sirius' guidance is just a red herring of "oooh watch karkaroff" gee thanks buddy.
I'm so glad you're here just so JK Rowling can misdirect the audience. Again.
He also gives exposition about Barty Crouch.
Again, for the misdirect, of thinking Barty Crouch is bad.
But that's it.
There are far better ways to give exposition on Crouch. I'd argue the movie did it better and in a more dramatic way.
He then does nothing whatsoever to help Harry with the 2nd or 3rd tasks. His greatest utility is as a support animal at the end of book 4.
It's actually amazing how he does nothing for the entirety of Goblet of Fire.
He basically just comes back to Britain so he can die in the next book.
And then that's where he's at his worst before dying.
He encourages Harry to do dangerous and stupid things. He does stupid things himself and makes Harry, the 15 year old boy, worry about him, a grown ass man, because he hates being home.
I know that people have childhood trauma and all that, but for fucks sake.
He would not be a suitable guardian for a child ever because he puts himself first.
And before you fuckheads start insisting that's the "tragedy" of his character and it's so emotional and deep, yak yak, I don't want to hear it because he's a fucking plot device before a character.
His whole role in book 5 is to make you think he's gonna do something stupid.
And then he does.
And then he dies.
And it's crazy because he's a wildly popular character, despite the fact that he's terrible. But I can't even really criticize the popularity, because it's mostly carried by Gary Oldman being hot, and also doing a way better job of making us give a shit about him.
I can't express enough how absolutely stupid and awful it was for Sirius to brush Harry off when he was afraid he was becoming evil after seeing nagini attack Arthur!! this is the last fucking book Sirius is alive and this is like the last time they really get to talk one on one.
the scene with Gary Oldman telling him he's not evil... it literally outweighs every fucking Sirius Black scene in the goddamn books!! and it's an original scene.
the director realized that we have to remember we actually like Sirius because of how little he has to do in the main plots.
but it fucking worked.
the warmth that Gary Oldman exudes in that movie is genuinely charming.
but the book Sirius???
NOT. IT.
There's nothing wrong inherently with excusing some of this crap for drama or storytelling purposes, I just object to the fact that the character himself could've been far more interesting and sympathetic.
He could've actually been helpful or proactive or had something to do with the plot that wasn't just acting as a red herring, which I might add he did literally 3 times. First he's not a villain, second it's not Karkaroff or Crouch, and then third he's not actually in the ministry building, Harry's just an idiot.
The childhood best friend of a kids dead father has so much potential.
But he's shuffled and sidelined and treated like a prop before a person. His charming nature is just for fun, it doesn't actually bring anything out of Harry, aside from the protectiveness he feels for all of his friends.
He's vaguely funny sometimes and cracks a few jokes and tells the kids they're dumb every once and a while.
And that's it.
I really can't express enough how absolutely fumbled his character is. We don't get enough of him talking about James or his time at Hogwarts.
Ironically Snape gives Harry way more info on what his dad was like, in like, all of his flashback scenes.
We never got to see the warm side of James that wasn't associated with bullying Snape.
Sirius would've been a great way to balance that out... but we never get his perspective on it.
He's there to dump exposition and be saved.
And it's such a waste.
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crimswnred · 8 months
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thoughts and concerns 🧘🏻‍♀️ bia's version
although I thought season 6 was a not-as-bad season (I finished it but won't ever replay it), I agree they could have done much better. I think they had us in the first half and there are some amazing plot twists (like, us almost getting dumped? mwah, perfection) but overall the season relies too much on Amelia and Ozzy, like... legit their only two plot points.
same thing happened in season 5, except that season we only had Suresh plot and everyone hated us.
and I didn't even mention the mess the season is from a queer point of view. making us choose between the gay girls? NASTY BEHAVIOUR. and I just wanted to remind Fusebox, other characters can be on same sex relationships (they gave us Tai and Ciaran and said, never again)
anyways, I miss AJ and Najuma type of girls, who are absolutely nuts over MC since day 1. Fusebox doesn't understand that slow burns only work when there are loyal from day 1 routes to compensate. THAT peaks our interest to try other routes.
plus, choices that matters. if the end is the same for everyone, that's a bit underwhelming. they had the best idea in forever with movie night but because they're too lazy for coding different outcomes, it just felt stupid.
like, you're telling me I kissed every boy I could find and my biggest crime caught on tape was flirting with Ozzy once? Be so for fucking real.
also, challenges that make a difference. remember when once in mean tweets someone said Bobby might be a player and we were shaking on our boots for the rest of the season? islanders commented on that! and the slime challenge that evolved into a fight? now we get to kiss whoever we want during a challenge and no one gives a flying fuck!
I don't think their characters are the problem here. it's everything else. there's no pacing, the relationships are all over the place, challenges don't make sense and there's no plot whatsoever except for the very premise of the season.
ok, we have a sister in the villa, then what?? everything that happens after that just revolves around Amelia! so, Ozzy likes us but what about the other guys? what's happening with them? why every other character that isn't Ozzy or Amelia is on a friendship couple? where's the branching out, for god's sake!
I have little hope for things to change in the future but I do love this silly little game and this silly little community too much to just leave.
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guster-animations · 1 year
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gonna write a video review soon but here are the notes i wrote as i read stellarlune for the first time. not sure if im gonna put all my opinions in the video so here it is. warning: there’s a Lot
(bolded points are unanswered questions)
who tf is elysian
WHY IS AMYS MOM MAKING HER TRY ON DRESSES. WHY DID AMY SAY SHE WAS WITH HER MOM. DID THE HUMAN PARENTS GET DIVORCED SO EMMA COULD REMARRY??? 
(later in reading) or theyre having a baby .-. or both??
WHY WASNT THIS ANSWERED IN THE CONVERSATION ARE THEY SAVING IT FOR AN EMOTIONAL MOMENT HUH
fuck no are they actually reintroducing foxfire into the main plot
ok theyre doing glimmer now shes elysian im calling it
SHES GOT BEEF WITH THE HEKSES??? HUH
shes a poc!! fan freaking tastic it would be annoying if she wasnt
WAIT I WAS WONDERING ABOUT THAT TRIBUNAL A FEW SAYS AGO WHEN I REREAD BOOK 1! I NOTICED THAT! 
HHAAAAAA trix theyre really doing all the reveals… wait this is the only reveal. rayni has only been here since book 8
wow they really did not need another addition to the main cast (rayni)
where is the gay. give me lesbiana already
rayni calling out fitz’s low involvement in the narrative… and him getting anger issues at that
how long is this dialogue going to be… pg 120 to 168?!
dislike how stirullinh is just regarded as a single entity. at least make them gayer
oh so rayni’s just going to be in jail for the rest of the book ok that makes sense
love how sophie butts into the conversation reminding us that she, the main character, hasnt spoken for like half the chapter
“are we seriously going to let sophie tell us what to do” says stina, who is on a secret government team led by sophie
sophie being unnecessarily mean to fitz WHYYYYY why are we twisting fitz into someone who is a bad person?? i hate this so much
keeper gang breaking up my beloathed…
is this a 9/11 reference???
(screenshot of text saying “Besides, anyone who’s studied basic battle strategy knows you have to take down the greatest symbols of power—preferably in a big, dramatic way if you want the public to submit to your rule.”)
oh this cache opening thingg is going to be SUPER long
is shannon’s self insert oralie??? shannon does think of sophie as her child
alright last call for nb elysian here we go
wow incredible hetero love story just what i read this book for
wait hold on wheres elysian
THIS IS MEMORY 2/7??? IM GONNA BE HERE ALL NIGHT
halfway thru and so far it’s been all fluff and no action or huge revelations. if youre gonna reveal trix do it earlier for gods sake this is unbearable
ro is DEFINITELY gonna be a big discussion point in the video. she is present for the entire first half of the book (minus the cache section) and clearly only there to keep the mood lighter and she directly acknowledges an awful lot of the series’ glaring problems. almost like shannon KNOWS they’re there and is trying to deflect the blame and place it on the characters instead through ro
ro is not subtle at all. including her saying that sophie’s probably gonna have to kill lady gisela herself. gee okay awesome can’t wait for the final battle next book. i bet its gonna be just as awfully drawn out as what you’ve put me through today. thanks stellarlune
are they saving ALL the emotional revelations for the climax?  elysian, trix’s identity, amy’s dresses all at once?  at least give me SOME drama this is agony
sokeefe-biana thing mentioned please at least follow up on that by the end [of the series] ik it’ll probably be disappointing but i need some sort of closure
grady edaline fitz etc being simplified to stereotypes/one note
fitz only being used to add flavor to sokeefe… at least sokeefe is a good ship. i dont hate sokeefe for what it is i hate it for what it stands for and i will die before i ship it
(screenshot of text saying “And almost as if her Mentor knew—even though he couldn’t possibly—he leaned in and murmured, ‘In my experience, you can never trust a Guster.’”)
lolllll i wish ^
even though i hated foxfire in book 1 its actually pretty nice to have it back again?  we havent had foxfire since books 2 or 3 so its kind of nostalgic and a nice break from the drama. and obviously exposition of some sort
ojhhhhh so redhead marella IS intentional and not an artistic choice on the cover. both disappointing and not at the same time
NO GLAM NO NO NO HES GAY NO STFU WRONG
(a screenshot of text that reads “‘At least Sophie has updates,’ Dex snapped. ‘What have you been doing? Following Linh, Marella and Maruca while they do important stuff?’”)
how did you know [i was doing exactly that], dex dizznee ^
FITZ BEING A GOOD PERSON AND SOPHIE BLOCKING HIM USING HER PTSD AS AN EXCUSE! THERE IT IS
ok so fitz is trying to be the voice of reason and sophie’s moral caution but it conflicts with his actions in flashback so sophie doesnt trust him?  ok yeah that makes sense
JENSI NO MY BOY
“thanks for not looking at me like im defective” special abilities [vs talentless ppl] metaphor for ableism real???
the cognate inquisition is gonna end in another sad breakup isnt it
tiergan queercoding [has gone to hypothetical] level 13
FITZ IS INSECURE!!! he thinks sophie isnt fully honest with him because he doesnt deserve her trust!!! we did it!
and sophie’s aversion to honesty comes from the trauma she experienced from 7 years of exposure to the thoughts of everyone around her! oh my god its almost like theyre BELIEVABLE CHARACTERS
im glad we didnt have to sit through the actual cognate inquisition because that would be boring as hell but why doesnt that happen more often? skipping through the boring parts?? why do i only see this in telepathy class
for a split secobd i let myself believe that this is leading up to a sokeefitz threesome. stupid brain
i am being SO VIGILANT about not hearing any spoilers or opinions. i havent even skipped to the last page of the book! im doing awesome im so proud of myself
absolutely in LOVE with how good of an analogy for racism and ableism this whole series provides
NOT THESE FUCKERS AGAIN NOOO [the trolls]
oh so linh and tam are suddenly unbreakable again yeah sure
does white-purple-yellow-pink mean anything?
the books close to being over, is this gonna lead into a long climax [at meeting with trix]
also very glad they just cut straight to the meeting with trix after saying it would happen
“such dramatics” says vespera
here it comes…… the big trix reveal………..
NO GOD DAMNIT THE FRENCHMEN LIED
ah here comes the climax
there is a much more singular and alternating focus on characters than legacy/flashback’s widespread all-at-once thing
oh boy its him again. the awful familiarity of this dialogue. i hate it
we still havent gotten to the climax…
what about amy…
peeked ahead. the frenchmen did not lie. the entire country of france has regained my trust
WHY DO THE BABY ALICORNS LIKE THE WORD “JERK”
wrote “hold on has he gone numb holy shit” and deleted it too soon HOLY CRAP
numbness manifests as depression for keefe!!!!!!
ope yep training with grady. that was sudden. it’s every 12 year olds dream
fully expecting the climax to be a big showdown/ambush on the elysian island with gisela
WOW WHO WOULDVE GUESSED 
wait hold on was this the only fight scene in the entire book. 
(a day later) oh right vespera died. does that count as a lame minor character death or a major character death.  i have to cross something out on my bingo card
i wouldnt call the death “lame” so major character death it is
WAIT there’s still hope for elysian to be nb. if im proven right and there’s a plethora of explicit queer characters as soon as book 10 opens that would be both amazing and horrible
ok in conclusion this was DEFINITELY better than legacy and probably better than flashback and nightfall. lemme rate eqch book to see how it compares
7/10
4/10
idfk
8.5/10
6/10
6.5/10
5/10
2/10
8.5.  7.5/10
9. 7/10
plot: 7/10
characters: 9/10
pacing: 4/10
writing: 6/10
cool
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jonas/nico/jack anon here again.... god i feel like i have to put on a suit to pitch this idea bc it's just so..... it's been sitting in a (very long) note on my phone for WEEKS bc i'm too scared to give it Actual Document Privileges(tm). canon-vaguely-compliant... jonas and nico have been fucking around for a while and are just starting to figure things out between themselves. jack has been (checks notes) an absolute idiot and has been flirting with his captain hopelessly for years.... and somewhere along the line started to get feelings for jonas too and now he's confused. PLOT TWIST this is all from jonas' pov bc he can see that jack's rookie year puppy crush on nico has blossomed into something so real it hurts, and nico's too far down in his captaincy denial hole to realize that he likes jack back. jonas, while being the sole non-idiot here, has to play fixer upper with half of the devs leadership so no one explodes and he's so endeared by the idiocy of the other two it's sweet. there's this one scene that i have bouncing around that kind of started all this.... picture this: early in the morning, jonas stayed over at nico's bc nico hates sending jonas home after they have sex, and nico's phone rings. it's jack. nico's been stressed recently and jonas wants him to sleep, so he picks it up, pulling on clothes as he answers. jack's very clearly not having a good time (jonas has noticed that he's seemed a little off recently but hasn't known how to approach it), so jonas does what he does best: comforts a number one draft pick on the devils. jack comes over and just cuddles with jonas on the couch and talks about everything that's been bothering him (he misses his brothers, he misses ty, he's getting assists but he can't seem to score a goal for the life of him). jonas realizes, somewhere in here, three very important things. 1) the fact that jack and nico have been dancing around whatever tension is between them for so long is finally getting to jack's head. 2) fuck jack likes jonas too, doesn't he? jack's heart was always too big to hold love for just one person. and 3) jonas finds he doesn’t mind being seduced by little americans with smiles almost as big as their ego. jonas wants to talk those through with jack, to give him some reassurance.... then nico walks out of the bedroom, half naked and clearly well-fucked. jack connects the dots and does the very mature thing by running away immediately. jonas and nico talk some things out, have a very pensive and thoughts-of-jack driven round of early morning sex, and then get ready for the day, etc, etc. okay look my note on this is STUPID long and my beta needs a break from my usual bullshit, so sorry for dumping all of this on you, but i also figured you might understand the (clenches fist) visceral amounts of FEELING these three give me. i hope this was at least somewhat coherent lmao? tl;dr jonas is jack and nico's support system so they can all go out and support the rest of the team and i need to write this for the sake of my own emotional comfort. hope you have a wonderful day <3
i literally don't even know where to start like this is just so excellent on so many levels it has been running through my mind all day like i cannot stress to you how !!!!! i am about this
first of all jonas and nico fucking around: yes exactly!!!!!!
i love that this is from jonas's point of view, because i feel like the Fond, Exasperated feelings he'd have towards both of them would really just make it in this kind of set up (at least for me personally)
also rookie year puppy love crush on nico so true!!!!!!!! really love the vibes of the characterizations i'm getting from what you've said, too, btw like absolutely excellent!!!!
GOD THE SCENE. JACK RUNNING. JONAS FIGURING IT ALL OUT. also i the positive thoughts of jack driven round of morning sex.....you are speaking my language okay it sounds so good??? so perfect for the three of them and their dynamic???? like not only is what you're saying coherent it is incredible and i (selfishly) really hope you end up writing it because wow do i want to read it so bad!!! (also....if you wanted to talk about it some more....my dms are open like 👀 👀 👀 👀)
i hope YOU have a wonderful day <3
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Tag Game: This or That Writer's Edition
tagged by @pens-swords-stuff and so. IT IS TIME!!!!
Btw for those I tag, you don’t have to do this or whatever it’s just a silly fun thing I’m doing
- Historical or Futuristic?
Futuristic, if only for the sake of not having to research every single goddamn thing about the 1800s or whatever. Reading wise, though, it’s definitely Historical.
- The opening or closing chapter?
Closing chapter omfg. Like. ITS SO SATISFYING TO WRITE. It’s a cherry on top. It’s what hits the hardest. Opening chapters are amazing to write, but ending chapters? Hit me write in the feels to both read and write. It’s the end of an adventure for both the author and reader.
- Light&Fluffy or Dark&Gritty?
If I’m reading, I adore light and fluffy. Writing wise, and assuming that’s what this context is because it’s from a writeblr account, DARK FOR THE WIN. Angst is so fun to write like. Oh my god. It’s so fun idk how to say it I just love writing it.
- Animal companion or found family?
Kicks my dadvid and momgwen aus under the fridge. Yeah I’d say I like found family. It’s genuinely the best. Finding familial comfort in other people and getting a family when before you didn’t have one. It’s just. I love.
- Horror or romance?
Writing wise it has to be horror. It’s easier lmao. But it also depends on the fandom. For Camp Camp its definitely romance, but overall I like writing horror. I barely write it tho
- Hard or soft magic system?
Idk what this means but I’m assuming it means complex and not complex and I have to say complex. Making those complicated rules is like a little adventure for me. I love worldbuilding sm it’s insane
- Standalone or series?
I don’t rlly write series when it comes to fics. I’ll write sequels and spin-offs but never with the intention for a linear storyline to be spread between fics. For actual books I love writing series, tho I haven’t published anything yet, so I’m going with this for fics
- One project at a time or always juggling 2+ projects?
My current list of projects -
1- Longest oneshot ever, name pending
2- Space Kid Dadvid Momgwen AU ft Max
3- Showtime which I hate now I literally despise the first chapter
4- That one SK and Dolph friendship fic
5- Gwenvid oneshot where the campers play matchmaker and plot twist it works
6- Road trip fic hell yeah
The only real active one is the name pending oneshot, because I love working on it, but every now and then I’ll write a bit for the others.
- One award winner or one bestseller?
Haha I’m actually working on a book right now, and if I end up getting it publish I’d adore it being a bestseller. One, because I adore the idea of that many people reading something I made. Two, because when picking out books to read, bestseller catches my eye more than awards, oddly enough. I mostly write fics tho. Translating this into hits vs kudos, probably hits? But comments are better than everything ever actually. Ily people who do that
- Fantasy or Sci-Fi?
Inhales and exhales. I FUCKING LOVE FANTASY. Oh my god it’s amazing. I wrote a fae fic once for another fandom that was never published. I really liked that one. Fantasy can be so awesome in so many AUs. I like sci-fi but fantasy wins for this one.
- Character or setting description?
I like both lol. I scarcely do really detailed descriptions, but I like both of them equally. Setting is a bit easier and more common in my writing, I think, so I’ll go with that.
- First or final draft?
FINAL DRAFTS ARE SO SATISFYING OMG. To read your fic and fix all the last mistakes, then at least get to publish it? Its so satisfying. Like. It all finally being done. It’s incredible, especially when the fic is one you’ve worked on for a while.
- Love triangle or no romantic plots?
Does a poly relationship count as a love triangle? If so, yes. But I also enjoy writing some good ol’ gen fics. Love triangles where it ends in like choosing one or the other always irks me, idk why
- Constant sandstorm or rainstorm?
Is this a metaphor. My autistic ass could never. But I like the rain and writing the rain soooo ummmmm id say that? Tell me if i missed the actual meaning and I’ll edit it ahdkdjdhe
Uhh ppl I’ll tag to continue this or whatever idk I’ve never done this before lmao: @oreayourlocalannoyingidiot @fruit-kick @personification-of-sloth IDK IF THE LAST TWO OF U WRITE STUFF! SKIP THIS IF YOU DONT
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New Series: Video Game Locations That Raise My Blood-Pressure.
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I have a love hate relationship with horror title video games. I find the backstory and lore absolutely fascinating however I’m the biggest chicken shit you’ll ever meet. So for your entertainment I present to you. “Video Game Locations That Raise My Blood-Pressure.” *Title Pending* 
*SPOLIER WARNING*
Now to start of this list is a game I recently revisited, was I playing absolutely not! I let the pleasure of this ‘enjoyable’ experience to my significant other. (He’s a good egg.) 
Alien Isolation -  The Sevastopol
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Well, what can I say? The description for this delight says it’s a survival horror game. More like let’s see how high your blood pressure can go simulator. You as the protagonist Amanda Ripley, board the Sevastopol set out to find the flight recorder from the Nostromo. (So she can find mummy dearest.) But as soon as you’re on board things don’t seem to go to plan… The place is decommissioned and deserted, the remaining human population seem to only look out for themselves or waive their gun and aimlessly shot at people they don’t know. Personally I’ve never played this because I already suffer from high blood pressure and I don’t need it going any higher. However I watched my partner play this and my god I could feel my blood pressure spiking. Not only is this place creepy as hell. But to make matters worse you have the delightful Xenomorph stalking you ever moment you get. I’m glad we don’t have a Xbox Kinect because I later found out that if we did, any noise made would attract the Alien and we would be treated to a wonderful array of different death animations. But Sovereign I hear you say. What about the Synthetics? Those glowy eyed motherfuckers can go to hell alongside the Xenomorph. “You are becoming hysterical.” Am I bollocks! All you seem to do is scare the living daylights out of me and make me decide that crouching is going to be my new favourite past-time activity… Moving on! 
Resident Evil Biohazard - The Baker House 
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Now this one I am proud to say I am fully qualified to judge this as played a grand total of 10 minutes in VR might I add! So we play as Ethan Winters he gets a suspicious video email from presumed missing wife Mia. I mean come on man, she’s been missing for 3 years move on for Christ sake. But no gullible Ethan goes to said location. Another run down house with an unkempt garden. Gates are locked, any normal person would accept there loses and can’t get any further best thing to do, do a u turn out of there. But remember folks this is a video so what do? Trespass and carry on going into this swamp infested hell-hole. But what’s that in the distance? A creepy-ass figure just having a mooch along, do we call out to them, apologise for being on their land or ask for their help? Nah… After rummaging through an out-house we see a hand bag. Plot twist it’s got Mia’s driving license. Now if it were me I’d call the police. But alas we continue. After getting knocked out but the man of the house. Experiencing the dinner party from hell. Finding Mia and trying to es-cape out of there. I’m thinking this bitch has developed problems over the past 3 years, but I hear you say people can change. Not to the fucking point where she takes multiple bullets to the face and attacks us with a frickin chainsaw and we lose our hand. But in video game logic we staple the fucker back on. In my mind, Ethan divorce this bitch and move on with your life you could do so much better! Oh also Jack Baker has no regard for any structural integrity. Next!
Mount Massive Asylum - Outlast
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I mean come on what was I thinking when I bought this one at the young naïve age of 17? Ok Red Barrels what on earth where you thinking ok? Survival Horror Game? More like have your pants yanked down having a stiffy shoved up your arse at every beck and call. Miles Upshaw bless his poor soul tasked to investigate the Murkoff Corporation. He gets his camcorder and wanders in the courtyard. Seeing a shadow he scribbles down something in this notebook. Scribble in your notebook? Mate I’d throw it to the ground and leg it out of there. But no this dumb-ass does a bit of parkour and hops in through a window. Again with the trespassing. Must be a thing. Tensions arise as the lights go out, so night-vison mode activated on the camcorder. Continuing to wander aimlessly through this nightmare, squeezing pass furniture. When I attempted to play as soon as I saw the brain-dead patients staring at static I knew I was in for 6 months of sleepless nights. Creeping past these lot, you press on, opening doors having a Charles Xavier wannabe leap out of his wheelchair utters pure nonsense. Being tempted to slap this bitch a few times but instead you just yeet this guy like he’s nothing. But two events that take the biscuit, the poor soul ready for a spit-roasting as his is impaled on a pole. Oh and being thrown of a balcony pretty sure through a window if memory serves me right, and passing out and having the pedo-looking priest saying I’ve been sent by God and that I’m an apostle. Outlast I think not.  
Stay Tuned For More!
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3 & 13
ty bestieee
3. What were your top five books of the year? Oh GOD this is so hard lol. I didn't necessarily rate these the highest (like, there's a book that I rated a 4.5 while some of these are a 4 lol but still) but I'm rating this in terms of how much I enjoyed it at the time and think about it afterwards, bc there's some top notch books that I just immediately stopped thinking about lol. Also ignoring anything I reread like Percy Jackson
As Good as Dead by Holly Jackson. You specifically know how much I LOVE the AGGTM series, and man what a conclusion to the trilogy this was. Thank you again for introducing me to this series and making me sick in the head lmao
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams. I linked the ultimate guide since it's what I read but I'm specifically talking about the first book in the series. I ADORED this book and I'll probably reread it again at some point. It's my ideal comedic book - probably my ideal sci-fi book too tbh lmao
Wrong Place, Wrong Time by Gillian McAllister. I thought this premise was SO unique and was worried it would end up being a disappointment (especially because as much as I love thrillers, they end up middling for me lol) but I thought this was amazing and fun, and a really unique premise for a thriller!
My Murder by Katie Williams. Again, another really unique concept for a book, of a serial killer's victim who ends up getting brought back to life by the government. It's not a thriller but I think it was marketed as one which is weird? It's a slower-paced book with a bit of mystery and sci-fi. And I fucking loved it lmao.
The Labors of Hercules Beal by Gary D. Schmidt. I was between a few books for this last slot (like Drowning or The Westing Game) but this book was such a great time for me. A middle school read but one that still was enjoyable to me as an adult and had a lot of heart to it.
13. What were your least favorite books of the year? Blegh quite a lot. I love thrillers but I feel like the thrillers I read this year started off strong for me and then tried having plot twists out of fucking nowhere for the sake of a twist. Same mindset about what counts as my least favorite applies as above, but asdfjkl inversed lol:
The Burnout by Sophie Kinsella. I'm ngl, I think it's largely based on how the main's lack of interest in sex was portrayed - without it I think this book would have probably been like, a 3.5 or something. I just didn't love how it was portrayed as her being broken or weird or abnormal - had the book acknowledged that this was something abnormal /for her/ that would have been perfectly fine, but it seemed to be in the sense that "not wanting sex = strange and weird" which just really left a bad taste in my mouth.
The Stepson by Diane Saxon. Some of the worst writing I've ever read imo
The Coworker by Freida McFadden. Just didn't hold me. I thought it was kind of simplistic and the characters were unlikeable, which would be fine if they were fun to read but they weren't lmao
In My Dreams I Hold a Knife by Ashley Winstead: I'm just gonna put the first part of my review in why I didn't love this: "I kind of feel like this book just kept on going. And going. And going. It was just a lot of “so this is why YOU killed Heather” at the end of each chapters."
Perfectly Nice Neighbors by Kia Abdullah. I fully acknowledge that this one probably doesn't deserve to be here, and the fact that it produced such a visceral reaction is probably a compliment? But I hated how I got so attached to characters only for the ending to just. Suck for everyone lmao. Had I known it going into the story I think I would have been okay because I would have mentally prepared myself but it just didn't work for me. I also still think the final plot twist just wasn't great; it felt like a twist for the sake of a twist. Had the ending been different I could have excused that, because I was really invested in this book up until the final act, but it made it so that a book that I was ready to give a 5/5 ended up being rated here lmaooo
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lesbianyosano · 4 months
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manifesting Fukufuku dying in each others arms -> I am losing it slowly anyway thoughts on the newest chapter?
this has been sitting in my askbox since september and im really sorry anwsering took so long, but ive been trying to articulate how the last few chapters/last episode made me feel and im still not sure, because there have been so many bizzare choices made by both asagiri and the ppl behind the anime i still cant wrap my head around it fully (this got stupid long sorry)
starting with fukuzawa, i made a post a while back talking abt how i was assuming he was going to die/why it'd make a lot of sense, and there were really two main reasons for that; 1. he hasnt had anything interesting to offer for the story for a while and 2. his ability actively stops other important characters (mainly atsushi and kyouka) from further developement. the first thing is now gone which im pretty happy with! i love fukuzawa a lot so it's nice to see him finally have a purpose in the main story and im excited to see where it will go (also fukufuku you will always be famous to me <3333333), but the issue of his ability is still very much here. ive seen ppl theorize that all men are equal is just him lying and there is no ability but i honest to god would hate that, bc it would seem like such a shallow twist. atsushi's conflict with the tiger is central to his character so if it suddenly got revealed that a huge reason why he's even capable of using his power is just placebo "believe in yourself" bullshit i think i'd tear my own hair out. so im still thinking fukuzawa may get killed at some point, esp with the position he's been put into now and how much he seems to not want it.
and as for the "chuuya was never a vampire" fiasco, i honestly have no words, it was so unbelievably bad. ik there's been a ton of posts about how "its actually good" bc fyodor's death was caused by his inability to trust, and dazai's belief in his allies is what put him at an advantage, which is nice yeah, but it doesnt change how fucking stupid of a plan that was. if their goal is to kill fyodor, why not do it in that flooded room? fyodor escapes solely bc chuuya gets him out but if he was concious the entire time why not just leave him there? why continue to pretend? im usually not a huge fan of getting angry over plot holes when the narrative and themes are whats more important, but this is just so blantantly stupid. it feels like asagiri just wanted a plot twist for a plot twist's sake. mersault in general is so poorly constructed as an arc (dazai communicating via his heartbeat,,,, give me a break) but at least you'd hope it would end in a way that makes you excuse all of that, and then it doesn't. i think this post sums up how i feel about this than i ever could
and the fact that its december and we are STILL behind the fucking anime asagiri be so for real. it's easy to see now that the constant half chapters and short releases were a deliberate choice to have the anime catch up which i dont love, but fine, whatever. but now??? what the point of half releases? these chapters have been ready for a long time, and there's no way asagiri and the editors and whoever else is involved arent aware of how frustrated the readers have been for years now. the only explanation i can think of is that maybe the manga will have a different arc conclusion and ctheyre trying to idk, make it seem like we're following the anime closely? idk this shit is so stupid
overall this past arc or two have been bad, there are some elements that make them enjoyable still, but there is no theme consistency and overreliance on cliff hangers (that ppl still somehow buy). it feels like there are no stakes to the story, and that's really bad. maybe it's why i was hoping for fukuzawa to be killed alongside fukuchi idk, it'd finally feel like something is changing
on a brief positive note i quite enjoyed fyodors death, weird catholic freak, ofc nikolai is cradling your arm like this. i was a little suprised to see fyodor killed just yet (bc he always needed to die for the story to be able to wrap up eventually), but given the jesus quote, he may as well come back in some way tbh
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Test The Limits
Ghost & König x OC Heaven St. John
Rating: NSFW 18+
Word count: this is a long one (that's what she said, ha!)
Warnings: begging, *light* bondage/restraining, brat taming, choking, degradation/name calling (ex. "good boy"), dom/sub behavior, edging, gagging, humiliation, masks stay ON, masturbation, oral (M recieving), tiny bit of overstimulation, penetrative sex, potential hate-fucking, size difference, some brief violence typical for the CoD franchise, threesome, unprotected sex, characters act absolutely fucking feral, OC's genitalia is not described
Summary: Smut. Absolute filth without much plot. Ghost has enough of 141's new airstrike operator's attitude and decides to fuck it out of them; him and König end up taking turns.
A/N: You can find the reader insert version of this fic by searching "test the limits" on my blog! Certain parts of dialogue and phrases are inspired by u/badjhur on reddit. Sometimes the POV kinda switches, I hope you don't mind. Enjoy!
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Test The Limits
"Argh fuck!", Heaven shouted in frustration as their face hit the floor. Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley pinned them down with his entire body weight, twisting their dominant left hand onto their back, their right hand squashed underneath their own body. They'd fucked up. Again.
"Stop being so easy to pin.", Ghost said harshly. "If I were the enemy you'd be dead by now."
"Lasted longer than last time, though", they reminded him nonchalantly and coughed as he took some of his weight off of their back, letting them catch a proper breath.
"Still not good enough", he retaliated, adding something under his breath. "Fuckin' brat..."
"What did you just call me?", Heaven snapped and turned around as much as they could. The Lieutenant didn't move. With some more struggling they managed to free themselves from under him, staring daggers at him. Propping themselves up on an elbow, Heaven opened their mouth to complain, but the Lt. raised a finger in their direction as a warning.
"Behave."
"Oh for god's sake, Lt., I'm just as much a member of this damn task force as you are. Price called me in for a reason and you know it. You-"
Ghost didn't let Heaven finish their sentence. Instead he grabbed them by the ankles and yanked them towards him, scraping their elbows against the floor of the sparring ring. Now he towered over them, his arms caging them in on either side, a knee between their legs, restricting any further movement.
"I said behave.", he growled.
"Get. Off. Of. Me.", Heaven said slowly and clearly, their tone stone cold.
But Ghost didn't budge. His icy blue eyes still fixated on them, as if expecting an ambush. That's when they felt it. They felt him press up against them and with mere inches between their bodies, there was less than a little room for speculations. The air seemed to thicken with tension over the next few seconds as Heaven just stared in disbelief. Finally, as he hit a sensitive spot, they flinched.
"Stop that!", they hissed.
"You wanna tap out, Luv? Scared you're gonna lose?", Ghost replied, ignoring them and continuing to grind against their crotch.
"Ngh- No! Just stop moving like that!"
"Like what?", he paused and Heaven thought they saw him raise an eyebrow, "This?"
"F-fuck...!", they gasped as he full on rutted his hips against theirs. Heaven tugged at his shirt, but that changed nothing.
"This... This is hardly a fair fight, Lt. Let go!"
"Never said it was gonna be fair.", the Lieutenant clarified. "Besides, if you would just ask nicely I might let go, eh? You bloody brat."
Humiliating them even further, Ghost flipped them onto their stomach again with ease. "You're making this too easy." Between strained breaths and frustrated struggling, they managed to growl: "At least take the damn knife off my back."
Ghost's dry chuckle made their entire body stiffen at once. "That ain't no combat knife you're feeling there, Luv..."
Oh.
Oh.
Once it finally clicked in their head, his entire behavior made sense. Jesus H. Christ, he was doing it on purpose.
"Come on, operator, get up", Ghost taunted, pulling Heaven to their feet, "See what you've been rubbing up against all fucking night."
Heaven St. John bared their teeth at him out of pure instinct. The movement was so quick they felt their bottom lip split open and tasted blood.
"You're so goddamn full of yourself!"
"Quite the opposite.", the Lieutenant replied and took a step forward. Heaven refused to back down. Ghost's gaze locked onto theirs, analyzing them. He reached behind himself and revealed a ziptie, pulling it tight around their wrists within a split second, pushing them against the wall behind them. Heaven was speechless.
"W-what the fuck, Lt.?", they finally managed to sputter.
There was nothing they could do - exhausted from sparring, backed against a wall and their hands were quite literally tied. To say they were in a jam would be a tremendous understatement. A hand traveled to their throat, applying pressure and enforcing eye contact.
"Who do you think you are? Who gave you permission to act like a sour fucking tart, hm? What is your problem?" Ghost looked them up and down. "Look where that's gotten you."
"Could ask you the same bloody question!", they spat, seeking any sort of leverage on Ghost's wrist to prevent him from potentially choking them out. He just stared, condescendingly. "Eversince I got here, you've been looking at me like you're a starving dog and I'm some sort of fucking treat."
Ghost's eyes narrowed dangerously, maybe there was a sadistic smile under that mask, but they'd never know for sure. When he spoke, his voice was low and gravelly.
"Consider this punishment... or consider this me spoiling your bratty behavior. You can still tap you, Love, but once we get started, there's no turning back."
"Oh so you think it's that easy to get in my pants, then?", Heaven chuckled dryly, thankful for the dim light concealing the fact that they might be blushing. "Do your fucking worst, then."
"Very well."
Ghost didn't wait a second longer, he grabbed them by the neck and spun them around, slamming their chest into the wall. His hands slid down their sides, all the way to their belt. Heaven didn't need to look - the sound of the quick-release clasp coming undone was enough to prepare them for what would come next. Once again they were thankful he didn't see their face or the excited grin plastered across it. Ghost pulled down Heaven's uniform pants and undershorts in once go, helping them lift their feet to fully get rid of the pants.
"Well, well...", he muttered, his gloved hands back on their body, thumbs caressing the dips in their hips. "Bloody amazing figure you got, soldier."
They could almost feel his breath on their skin, that's how close he'd gotten. Their skin tingled where he touched it. When the Lt. pressed himself against their ass, they could barely contain an excited whimper. He turned them back around to face him, shoving a knee between their thighs and pinning them to the wall on their tiptoes, hands above their head. Fuck, that felt amazing. Never in a million years had they ever imagined to enjoy being overpowered by a man like this...to be turned on by it.
It caught them off guard when he suddenly dropped them, taking two steps back. Their ass hit the cold concrete floor, the bindings snapping as they scrambled to cover themselves. Reality check. Heaven could feel a new pair of eyes lingering on their skin and turned their head in that direction so fast it almost made them dizzy. A shadowy figure loomed in the doorway.
"König", Ghost's voice broke the silence, "What a bloody fuckin' surprise."
He closed the distance between himself and the other soldier in only a few steps, grabbing a fistful of König's shirt and yanking him all the way into the room. Heaven heard König stutter something unintelligible, Ghost not even bothering to respond to him.
"Just in time.", Ghost announced to neither of them in particular. "I was about to teach our new teammate a lesson and now you both and learn one at the same time."
He let go of König, glaring at Heaven still cowering on the floor. König instinctively raised his hands, attempting to appear non-threatening as he towered over both of them.
Heaven slowly regained their composure, still acutely aware that their lower half was exposed. What they also noticed, was that König had closed his eyes underneath the sniper hood - the eyeholes were completely black now, as if he wasn't even there. They shifted around untilthey were at least in a less awkward position. This did not go unnoticed by the Lieutenant.
"I didn't mean to disturb you, Sir", König spoke, "I only heard commotion..."
When Ghost did not answer, he continued rambling, obviously flustered. "I- I can walk back out and this never happened, okay? I didn't even see anything-"
"No.", Ghost interrupted, "You both have had problems staying focused lately and you've become liabilities to the entire team. So to help you get t together, you are going to practice following orders. Right fucking now."
They exchanged a nervous glance with König.
"Hey", Ghost barked in Heaven's direction. "Eyes on me. Don't look at him, he's not gonna help you."
As soon as their gaze had focused back on Ghost, the Lieutenant continued his angry speech: "You aren't very quiet going about your business, König, and you", he glared at Heaven, "Satan, you talk in your sleep."
In that moment the realization that Ghost had heard something definitely not meant for his ears hit both them and König. Satan hadn't known they talked in their sleep, much less that Ghost had apparently been within earshot while they slept. And if they weren't mistaken, they could see the awkward shift in König's posture as well. What on earth had Ghost heard him say - or do?
Ghost's hand shot forward and grabbed Satan by the collar, pulling them into a kneeling position, their hands on his wrist to steady themselves. Then Ghost nodded towards a chair against the back wall of the room.
"Operator, sit down. And don't move."
Wordlessly, König followed the Lt.'s order. As soon as he had sat down, Ghost returned his attention to Satan. They felt his cold stare basically penetrate their skin and set it on fire...
"You. Up.", he ordered and they complied. Ghost then moved the both of them closer to König, right in the middle of his field of vision. Satan's heart was racing by now. What was he doing?
"On your knees, soldier."
They watched as Ghost positioned himself in front of them, their back facing König. He stepped closer and they now made direct eye contact with the considerable bulge in the Lieutenant's pants. Instinctively they gulped. Shit, was he really about to make König watch as they gave him head?
Apparently the answer to that was Yes.
It could have been their imagination, but they swore they heard the faintest sigh of relief as Ghost undid his belt, unzipped the fly and pulled out his fully erect cock. The size of which both startled and excited them. With one hand he lifted Satan's chin while the other, slowly and almost carefully snaked around to the back of their head.
"Now, Love, you are gonna suck my cock and do it well, understood?"
Satan answered immediately, a grin tugging at their lips. "Don't be shy, I can take it, Lt."
Next thing they knew, Ghost forced open their mouth with his thumb and shoved his cock inside. Satan fought their gag reflex, his cock was really testing the limits of what they found themselves capable of. They carefully started bobbing their head, hands gripping Ghost's thighs for support, working their tongue around the fat tip, sucking on it before taking more of his cock down their throat. They'd never believe it if they weren't hearing it themselves, but Ghost -stone cold as he usually was- was a horny rambler.
"That's it...", he pulled his cock out of their mouth, allowing them to catch a breath; maintaining eye contact the entire time. "Oh, fuck- You see that? That perfect ring of spit on my cock..."
They swallowed thickly between breaths and gave the Lieutenant a crooked smile. Provocatively they licked their bottom lip and glanced up at him.
"You can do it, yeah, open wide", he said, his voice low and breath ragged, before guiding their head back down his cock. Satan could taste the precum now and each time he hit the back of their throat they felt the knot in their own stomach tighten.
"Ah God, f-fuck!", Ghost moaned and gripped their head with both hands, holding it in place. He momentarily tore his gaze away from Satan to look at König. "Enjoying the show?"
"Gott, Scheiße...", König panted and bucked his hips in a futile attempt to feel something, anything. Oh, he needed to be touched. He wanted to fuck both Satan and Ghost and it was pure torture to sit there, hands behind his back and not allowed to move as they took Ghost's dick so eagerly. God he wished that were him. He felt his own hard-on throb with every sound their mouth made and with every word of praise from Ghost. His eyes rolled back in his head as he imagined what it would feel like to pin the Lieutenant against a wall and kiss him, right before fucking him so hard the wall might crack. What it would feel like to have Satan on top of him, a spiteful smirk on their face as they ruthlessly rode him like there was no tomorrow, his fingers digging into the flesh of their hips...
"Bloody hell, love, you're taking me so well", Ghost sputtered as he thrust himself into their mouth. "Come on... promise I'll make this worth your while."
Satan held onto his thighs for dear life as tears and spit ran down their face, accompanied by messy, lewd gagging sounds.
"That's it, that's it- Ohh FUCK"
His breath caught in his lungs as his cock pulsed, emptying his load down their throat. Fighting the urge to gag, they swallowed, gripping Ghost's leg so hard it might bruise. With an exhausted, guttural moan Ghost finally let go and Satan fell backwards, gasping for air.
Ghost recovered from his high quickly, barely giving them the chance to wipe the drool off their face before dragging them to a large storage crate. He turned them around, his chest pressed against their back, and sat down, effectively pulling them onto him as he lay down on the crate. Satan watched as he removed his gloves. Their entire body was tingling with arousal by now and being thrown around like a rag-doll wasn't helping. They felt the blood rush between their legs and they were certain Ghost knew. He nudged their legs further apart with his own.
"You really can take me, love.", Ghost growled into their ear, grabbing their jaw from behind and turning their head towards König. "Now how 'bout him?"
"Haah- please-", Satan whimpered and squirmed in his iron grip. They were becoming more desperate by the second, they needed to be touched - or even better: railed into oblivion.
Ghost's icy eyes fixated on König and the other soldier froze in his chair.
"Your turn, operator", the Lieutenant said with a nod.
König stood up slowly, having to concentrate on every move as he approached Ghost and Satan. God, it was such a pretty sight to see them so sprawled out and desperate...so pretty.
"Fuck them. That's an order!"
"Y-Yessir!", König replied and quickly undid his pants with trembling hands.
Satan gasped upon seeing König's size. He was probably larger than the Lt. in every goddamn aspect. Would that thing even fit? There was a height difference of half a meter between them and König after all. Standing between their open legs, he almost hesitantly lay a bare hand on their thigh and lightly pressed his fingertips into their skin and Satan whimpered once again. Ghost still held their jaw tightly, watching König like a hawk.
As if to reassure himself that this was what they wanted, König sought eye contact. He stroked himself a couple of times first, before lining his hard cock up with their entrance. Satan gave him a meek nod and practically started begging as his tip nudged against their hole.
"Fucking hell, please! Please just fuck me, König, please please please!"
König felt his cock twitch in his hand at the sound of their voice - like music to his ears. "Don't...", he whispered, barely audible, "Don't stop begging."
"Please~ Please fuck me already, big boy", they pleaded and that did it for him. Without further hesitation he pushed his cock inside them and barely managed to contain the animalistic, desperate moan building in his throat as he bottomed out. Satan wanted to throw their head back, but Ghost's shoulder was in the way, so they turned their face to the side, teeth gritted and eyes squeezed shut. A cold shiver ran down their spine as Ghost whispered praise into their ear again. "Come on... Good boy. Take all of him."
And as König set a pace to his thrusts, small whines and moans spilled from their lips.
"Ah- Yes...fuck... König, fuck- ngh"
König was enormous. He spread them open like nothing ever had before. No doubt they'd feel him for days. They could feel König's dick in their guts, it was relentless, stretching them open and filling them so completely they couldn't think around it, couldn't do anything but cling to Ghost's hand and whine.
"Ah, sh-shit! More, please...", König demanded, underlining each word with a thrust so hard Satan almost cried out in pain.
"Yessir!", they groaned, slurring all the other words, "Ah- Yes, fuck me hard, I need this! Oh fuck-"
"Oh yeah, you like this, huh?", König answered their desperate cries. Ghost joined in on the taunting. "You like getting fucked by two big men, 's that it? That's why you've been acting like a fucking brat? Answer me!"
"Ahng- Yes!"
"You little tease...", König panted, his eyes cast downward, watching himself disappear inside Satan over and over and over.
Fucking hell... Ghost couldn't take his eyes off of the scene. König brutally slamming into Satan, their half-naked body on top of him. Grinding against him with each and every one of König's thrusts. And the sounds - God! Heaven's choked, breathy moans and cries and König's deep, desperate sighs caused Ghost's heart to race. He could feel his cock beginning to harden again. His eyes rolled back in his head as he let it happen. He felt Satan's hot breath on his hand and tightened his grip on their lower jaw, bringing his other hand up to their lips and pushing past them. He was relieved they understood the objective, as they swirled their tongue around his fingers, coating them in saliva just like they'd done with his cock moments before.
Satan arched their back as König repeatedly hit their sweet spot. They cried out in pleasure, begging him not to stop as they careened towards their high.
Under them, Ghost tensed up as their ass pressed against his cock. He felt like he was about to go insane from the stimulation so shortly after his last orgasm. König gripped their hips, holding on for dear life as he chased his own high. He'd given up on trying to suppress his moans, letting them hear every sweet sound spilling from his lips.
"I'm close, so close", König stammered through gritted teeth, "Can't- Can't hold it much longer, ngh!"
Satan was quick to answer, speech slurred and a fucked-out expression on their face. " 'S okay! Ah- Cum with me!"
A choked moan ripped from their throat as he thrust all of himself into them. His voice gave out and his head fell backwards. Heaven saw stars as they came undone on his cock, clenching around him. They felt him pulse, shooting his load and coating their insides with his cum.
For a moment everyone was quiet, their ragged, out-of-sync breaths the only thing disturbing the silence.
Heaven gasped in surprise when they suddenly had Ghost's hands on their waist, pushing them down onto both his and König's dick, drawing a startled mewl from the other man. Ghost felt himself spill his seed between their sweat-soaked bodies, a deep moan rattling in his chest.
It took a moment for Ghost to come to his senses again. When he did, König had already taken a few steps back and zipped up his pants. He lifted Heaven off of him and searched his pockets for a rag or tissue to clean them both up.
"That's all it took you to behave. A nice, fat cock.", he chuckled to himself.
"I think we made quite a lot of noise. We should leave before someone else comes investigating strange noises on base.", König suggested and glanced over his shoulder in the direction of the door. "If... If you want to go again, you know where to find me."
"Yeah", Satan agreed with a tired smile. "Better make ourselves scarce."
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sarah-dipitous · 1 year
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Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 118
Live Free or Twi-hard
"Live Free or Twi-hard"
Plot Description: After fighting a group of vampires, Dean is bitten and turns into a vampire
Would I Survive the First Five Minutes??: This is every trite teen vampire story come to...Supernatural and then turned up to 11. Until it isn't, and she's in very real vampiric danger. Would I be taken in by THAT vampire? No. But I'm not gonna be naive and say NO vampire could tempt me
Oh, they're trying to make it work so hard (Dean and Lisa)
God forbid teen girls like ANYTHING. Damn. I know you two kill these things for real, but let teenage girls like what they like.
OMG IS THAT MYSPACE?
One, proud of that guy for asking himself "what do young women in 2010 actually find sexy?" and using that fantasy to get laid. Like, he's not fooling them into thinking he's actually a vampire. He's wearing glitter and fake teeth! And it works! It's way better than the pick up artist bullshit from around the same time. Two, Dean asking if it works and just giving a mildly impressed "well, I'll be damned" when he finds out it does
Ok but is he WRONG? You ARE pretty, Dean
SAM. Don't just stand there and WATCH. What the FUCK, Sam. Soul or no soul, you should have jumped into action WAY sooner
"News flash, Mr Wizard. Vampires pee!"
Boy, I swear to Chuck. You just called it creepy (you did not use that word) when vampires watched women when they sleep...but now you're gonna do that to Lisa? I know you think you're gonna die or whatever but...you're not. Don't do this. "Oh my god, I'm Pattinsing" at least you realize it
Every time I think I've hit the best worst or worst best episode, I'm wrong. I love this overdrama (even by spn standards) on Dean's part now that he's a vampire.
I don't know why we're consulting Samuel and not Bobby...so Sam DID know about the cure or whatever. Hate that for me
So...this guy is building a vampire army or something
What the fuck?? So, Dean gets knocked out after failing to infect the head vampire with dead man's blood, has some weird vision, and THEN the head vampire sics all the others on him. Why wait til he's conscious again? I mean...aside from the sake of keeping Dean alive for the sake of the show. Sam couldn't carry this on his own.
The new strength and reflexes Dean has while offing vampires IS pretty sick.
This though? Not a good look. OH FUCK. Dean just SAW Sam watch him get attacked. As if there were any more trust to erode between them (there somehow always will be)
God...Dean, why are to twisting this knife? IT'S IN YOUR CHEST (metaphorically, speaking). Don't go asking Sam "you'll always have my back, right, Sammy?" WHEN YOU KNOW THAT ISN'T TRUE. AND HE IS MAYBE ONLY VAGUELY AWARE OF WHAT HE'S DOING. You're not hurting Sam, you're only hurting yourself.
"Been On My Mind...": Nope. Is it 6 now?? We'll go with 6.
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tlaquetzqui · 3 years
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So a piece of “writing advice” I came across was to have your character want something, and then, right when it seems they’re about to get it, yank it away.
Which…what? “Haha, it looked like things were leading up to a satisfying payoff but they didn’t, I’m so brilliant for subverting your expectations!”
That’s just asking the reader to fantasize about eviscerating you. Like that as you stand there with your chitlins uncoiling onto the ground, you hear them, with the part of your awareness that’s not too busy dying, say, “Haha, it looked like you were going to make it to tomorrow with your innards on the inside, but you didn’t, I’m so brilliant for subverting your expectations!”
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inhumanescreeching · 3 years
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welcome to another segment of twisting tgcf canon concepts. for today we have tgcf four famous tales but we make them calamities instead
not for the faint hearted nor for the ones who've yet to finish the novel. this gets heavy, and real sad
The Crown Prince Who Fought The Gods
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- after the fall of xianle, his highness loses everything; his parents, feng xin and mu qing, his kingdom, everything. he begins cultivating as a coping mechanism, all of his anger buried deep within his heart. neither the whole yong'an revenge nor the hundred swords arc happens, because bai wuxiang for plot's sake doesn't exist here since we're amidst the making of the new white calamity
xie lian's second ascension happens. as soon as he arrives in heaven, he unleashes all the rage he's been keeping inside. he fights every official he sees, screaming bloody murder about how they've left him, how they've wronged the citizens of his fallen kingdom
his banishment is where things go askew. instead of returning to the mortal realm with cursed shackles, xie lian demotes himself into a ghost, harnessing evil intent and resentment of all the people he could not save
his resentment grows strong enough to even break the shackles at some point, and when that happens heaven and earth shake as if a new calamity was born
the new white calamity, mortals and heaven officials alike would whisper, the prince who fought the gods
The Princess Who Slit Royalties' Throats
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- this one's pretty gruesome but yushi huang, in a fit and on the last bit of her rope, goes on a rampage the day pei ming's army threatens her family (it was the build up of her resentment for their mistreatment finally blowing over). "if you won't do it, then everyone else's blood should suffice" she said to her greedy king of a father, and starts slashing everyone else's throats
the king, who's rarely showed any emotion, looked up at his daughter in fear as she stood over the bloodbath. she had mad killing intent in her eye as she walked past him instead, out into the pavilion for the entire kingdom to see
she screamed for bloody freedom, for bloody repentance, and cut her own throat. pei ming's army slaughtered the kingdom as promised. the kingdom cursed their king for not sacrificing himself, and pledged their malicious auras to the dead princess instead
yushi huang's ghost grows powerful thanks to this, and with her rose the green calamity, the color of her fallen kingdom's insignia and for faming yk but im just eyeballing for aesthetics sake
The General Who Broke Swords
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- a sequel of sorts for yushi huang's tale, she haunts pei ming for a good portion of his mortal life as a general after her kingdom's downfall. she whispered to him white lies and half-truths until he turned insane, became paranoid his men would turn against him
in the end, the revolution to make pei ming the king just . never happens, and instead we get a bloody war of a hundred men against one powerful general with the ghost of a calamity over his burdened shoulders
pei ming leaves rong guang last, and the two former partners stand over the graveyard of their men's corpses. "you've changed." rong guang said. "no, i'm growing stronger." pei ming replied, and the two fought neck and neck until a surge of power lands rong guang's sword broken in half
pei ming kills off rong guang with the very sword named after them, and as per canon after he comes to he realizes what he's done and breaks ming guang in half, except this time he pierces his own heart
up rises the crimson calamity, with his near sentient broken-in-two sword ming (and) guang so imagine e ming for hua cheng that's how ming guang is for pei ming here except it's two pieces of a sword and not a scimitar with an eyeball
The Young Lord Who Poisoned His Wine
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- the existence of the venerable of empty words and his brother's constant pressuring drives shi qingxuan into alcoholism. shi wudu has yet to find the fate-swap method so all he's been doing is keeping shi qingxuan locked up somewhere, in some city
shi qingxuan rarely saw daylight due to this, and even so alwags he'd move to a different city in the near future so it didn't really matter. wine did not help, nor did it lessen his worries or inhibitions but he kept drinking anyway
it got to the point that he just . hated living so one day, when he's grown just too antsy after migrating, he snatches a few jugs of wine and escapes
he asks around when he gets to a busy street, and he finds out he's moved to a little village near the beach side. a vendor approaches him, an old man who looks like he knew all of shi qingxuan's secrets, and gives him a small vial. "i hope you make the right choice." the old man said, and when shi qingxuan turned to where he'd walked away there was no one
shi qingxuan walks by the sandy shore with wine and that bottle. he doesn't even hesitate to open it, or pour it into a jug of wine.
the venerable of empty words finds him, whispers "you'll die if you drink that" as if it was a threat, and shi qingxuan smiles darkly. "that doesn't scare me anymore."
he finishes all the wine, and lets himself simmer in the poison. black calamity is born on those salty shores, and the first thing he does is finish off the venerable of empty words
fuck this was so fun i need more of this au send tweet
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spiltscribbles · 3 years
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Prompt: remus and lily as siblings or half siblings or biological family in any capacity pls 🥺
Oh God!!! Baby!!!🥺🥺😭 This is such a favorite AU of mine!! I’m literally— sorta— writing a To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before AU right now and they are the bestest siblings in that!!!  They share a little sister and they are just so cute!! And Petunia is conveniently off in university oaiwefjoiaswejfiogreghoij And I just love Remus and Lily both so much it hurts!!! And so I wanna spit out a bullet point Ficlet at you! And I’m not even sorry just because I love you so endlessly for tossing this into my inbox foiwaeifmkaeoirfgjieoarujoidkioweajgh 
So like in my head, becs that Voldy bitch doesn’t know how to actually world build, the Muggle born children who get their Hogwarts letters, are also invited to join this like support group for ordinary folks with magical children. It’s like a thing that’s held in the Ministry of magic over in London once a month, and the parents are taught about the Wizarding world while their children kind of go to this separate room to intermingle and read Hogwarts; A History with one another, and just vibe, because pure bloods and those close to that have always sorta known one another and such, so this is a nice way for the Muggle borns not to feel so excluded.
So the thing is, obviously Lyall was a wizard, but also we all know I don’t fuck with him lmfao. So I picture that after he leaves for the final time when Remus is around nine, and finalizes the  divorce with Hope, she— being the bad bitch that she is, just marches to the ministry with her half-blood, werewolf son, and demands to learn everything about the world he’s part of, because she refuses to let him be deprived of anything. 
Eventually she becomes one of the tutors for the adult section because she’s such a quick study— being a professor herself back in Cardiff and just being an all around bombshell tbh. So one day, in February of 1970, there’s this ginger haired, northerner who stumbles in with his daughter who looks so much like him that it’s crazy— dimples and smile and upturned nose. Though she has her mother’s eyes, who had past away when she was only seven from a freak car accident.
And when he first shake’s Hope’s hand, he’s like kind of mind boggled over how beautiful she is, and thinks that maybe all wizards just put on some sort of charm to look unearthly, till he finds out that she’s as Muggle as he is towards the end of his visit. And he is just entirely love struck tbh.
And for the next couple months or so, he kind of just yearns from afar, and then spends the ride home to Cokeworth listening to Lily’s excited chortling about her friend Remus who’s apparently a half blood and who likes the same treats as her and knows how to draw things so amazingly, and it isn’t until like May, when he ambles to the other room and realizes that Remus is actually Hope’s fucking son, and he already knows that she said she began this group after separating from her husband who was a wizard himself. So Lily’s father— Nate— quite literally just shoots his shot and asks if Lily would like to get ice cream with her new friend since Petunia won’t be coming back from there Grams’s house till late, and Hope sorta smirks from over the kids’ heads because she sees exactly what he’s doing and is impressed that he’s finally done something for fuck’s sake.
And like obviously they fall hard for one another, and they probs get married like Lily’s second year at Hogwarts.
Wait, just Lily’s you ask??
Yes my beautiful duckling,  because plot twist!! (We lovee plot twists!!!)
In this AU i picture that McGonagall kind of visits during the summer months leading up to the children’s first year at Hogwarts, just to give them some supplementary readings and answer the questions for their future schooling, and when Dumbledore tells her about Remus’s full situation with his lycanthropy and all, she does some research, and figures out how Beauxbatons is much, MUCH more accommodating to “dark” creatures, and she’s already pretty chummy with Hope and knows that she’s actually a French citizen herself, the daughter of Algerian immigrants. So Remus technically has the possibility to attend Hogwarts or Beauxbatons, and so Hope and Remus talk on it long and hard, and she knows he’s already become fast friends with Lily and their thick as thieves with one another, but it’s also just so much safer for him.
So the week before Lily is set to go off to King’s Cross, they fly over to France and they get Remus settled in his dorm abroad.
I think while they’re away, Lily and Remus actually somehow become closer, because their parents are still dutifully dating and neither of them are all that familiar with their surroundings, so they send one another so many fucking letters through that first term, that the owls of their schools always give them the dirtiest looks lmfao. And they really catch on like a house on fire, like it’s one of those relationships that is just innate? Like you know when you have a best friend you guys kind of just slip into one another lives? Like even when you don’t talk for a while or whatever, it’s just natural<3 <3 
So neither of them ever spend the hols of winter or spring in Hogwarts/Beauxbatons, becs that’s when they really get to vibe.
They tell one another the different cool charms they’ve learned, and hate that they can’t show them with their actual wands yet. And they watch all their favorite films and almost adopt this secret language that’s only the quirk of their brows and twitch of the lips, and Petunia hates how freakily attuned they are with one another and sneers at them for being such freaks in all aspects. Also in this AU Lily fucks off from Snape wayyyy sooner, because instead of having to deal with that nasty, bigoted, slime ball she has the cutest and funniest and most amazing bestie in Remus!
And before Hope and Nate exchange vows in the winter of their second year, the little family of five go to this tiny park that’s all lush grassland and a shiny jungle gym and a pair of swings tucked away by trees, and they sit at this picnic table, and Hope— with her steady, ever buoyant voice, explains to them why she and Remus decided to send him to Beauxbatons instead of Hogwarts, and Petunia is like gawking in fright, and Nate looks sort of distressed, but Lily just cocks her head and shrugs her shoulders, because it’s still Remus— her closest companion Rem— and nothing could change that. So she takes his hand from where it’s fiddling with a splintered piece of wood on the tabletop and she squeezes it tightly, watches him glance up at her with the late summer wind billowing in his tawny curls and the fear in his honey eyes, and she simply tells him that it doesn’t matter. And Lily will never forget the way his features spasm at that, going suddenly loose and bright and thankful, and then Nate probably tousles his hair and kisses Hope’s temple and shyly asks how they should accommodate once they move in with one another.
And that park becomes sorta special tbh.
It’s in that alcove with the swings and trees where Lily and Remus go when things are becoming too much, or they would just like to escape the world by one another’s side.
It’s where they tried their first cigarettes that Remus had gotten from an older bloke in Beauxbaton’s when they were thirteen and feeling adventurous. And where they go to listen to the releases of their favorite albums, and when Remus told Lily that he’s gay for the first time before leaving to both their fourth years and it’s like one of those spots they both think of and feel golden.
Oh God! Imagine how cute of a celebration that Nate and Hope hold for them both becoming prefects!!! Hope and Nate definitely insist on some sort of summer todo! And they invite their friends and all that jazz and OMFG what if Lily’s wearing some sorta powder blue sundress that matches Remus’s oxford shirt and they both are grimacing in all the photos and are just not thriving foieajfoierjgiearfoijsdkgxh But like they would be doted on rotten that whole day! This is so cute! OMFG! And this probs means James became Prefect as well and so Remus gets to tease her when he sends her some sort of congratulations letter and she’s totally blushing and trying to hide her grin, and Lily retaliates by kicking his ankle tbh bahaha 
Okay also now I’m thinking of like Lily’s like fifth year, and her Muggle studies class is doing some sort of seminar to see if these idiots can actually survive in a totally Muggle area without a lick of magic, so like it’s spring hols, and guess who she’s partnered up with??? 
Cookies for you because we all know she had to work with James and Sirius lmfao!!! 
And she’s totally still trying to hide her crush on James— who’s nearly always leering and winking her way— and she might actually punch Sirius’s face simply because he’s such a smug bastard, and being from a working class family like herself, she’s like always ready to fight preppy rich boys tbh
So James and Sirius decide to plan out the simulation in her house that’s right outside Cardiff and Remus is cackling the entire morning before they’re set to arrive because she’s so pissy about it lmfao
Okay so like obviously the boys end up taking the port key and land in front of her place and it’s Remus who answers the door, still painted with humor because Lily was just screaming about “if Potter brings that insufferable snitch here I’ll bloody shove it up his arse” and James is immediately on the defense because Lily’s only ever talked about her sister and brother who live with her at home, and this dude is golden where she’s pale and has curls over her straight hair and just, obviously they’re not related by blood at all. And for his part, Sirius is like *Oh! Oh! Oh! Pretty!!! Pretty boy!! Muggle boy? Pretty Muggle boy!* 
But Remus obviously knows who they are straight away, so he like waves them inside before rounding to the stairs and calling for her to stop clogging the toilet or something else mortifyingly embarrassing, and Lily promises to put like pickles in the next set of face masks that they do because she knows how fucking allergic he is to them, and she wants her chuckles damn it!!  
“Potter— Black,” is how she greets them with a derisive sort of glower that Remus can completely see through, so he has to excuse himself while laughing over to the kitchen. “You’ve met my delightful brother I see.”
And James’s entire posture relaxes and he’s back to grinning like a dope, and the only weird part is that Sirius has got on the very same face, *Pretty Muggle boy is Evan’s brother* So like they are both scary levels of elated, rip.
But sucks to be Sirius because Remus leaves after that to meet up with a friend from town who’s also the best dealer tbh, and  so he has to deal with James’s awful levels of flirting with Lily while they scrounge up their itinerary to send their professor for the seminar type thing, and he doesn’t even have a pretty distraction XS
But Lily does force Remus to come along with her on the trip to London because “On God, if I spend a day alone with those bellends by myself I will punch a wall” 
And it is literally the worst, but best double date/first date that’s full of Sirius and James fucking up with everything— including asking some poor Tesco employee where are their fudgeflies and giving a homeless man a hand full of galleons and James’s snitch somehow ending up in the meaty hands of some kid at the tube. But also tbh it’s hella cute when Lily lets James give her his jacket when they’re walking along the Thames and it’s getting chilly, and when Remus lets Sirius share his stick of cotton candy and they both sorta stare at the sugar on each of their lips.
But then they go to some tiny museum, and while they’re looking at a impressionist piece, Sirius is totally trying to show off to Remus and is explaining how he could turn the bench their sitting on into a really nice bouquet of Lupins, and in the middle of his stupid showboating, Remus lightly corrects him on some facet of Gamp’s law, and Sirius freezes— shocked still— and he’ sort of gaping like an idiot, before Lily stops his blustering with a scoff “He’s a damn wizard also you arse.”
And Sirius is floundering for the rest of the evening, and he has so many questions, but they all die on his lips every time he glances over at Remus and he’s just smirking at him with this electric glint in his golden eyes
So obviously when they’re back at Hogwarts he pesters Lily every second of every day about Remus, and why he’s not at Hogwarts. “None of your fucking business.” And asking where Remus goes instead. “Beauxbatons, thankfully far away from you.” and he asks her about a thousand other questions that Lily either scoffs at or simply cuffs him around the head for daring to even try getting his address.
And she pokes fun about the situation to Remus and tells him how much more of an idiot he’s acting like, and how hilarious it all is. And she’s shocked when he responds to her letter merely by saying, “Hah- he’s cute.”
And so obviously she shoots back a reply that’s a letter of all his worst traits, mainly that he’s an arrogant toerag, and that he’s a posh idiot who could probably live off his inheritance for three lifetimes without blinking, and about how he doesn’t date anyone for longer than a couple months, and how he’s practically brothers with James bloody Potter, and yet again, Remus just tells her, Hah- he’s cute, before mildly moving to talking about his latest charms paper and how he’s been asked to be their DADA’s professors TA next year, and how Andrew keeps trying to try again with him but Remus would rather poke his eyes out with a spork.
So Lily is totally fuming when she recognizes that she’s lost and begrudgingly gives Sirius Remus’s info, after telling him lowly and with her most menacing glower, “IF you fuck around with my brother I will murder you without a flinch.” And she’s quite literally five feet nothing to Sirius’s broad, six-foot frame, but he knows that she could do it with a snap of the finger, and he promises that it’s not just a gag on his end. And Lily actually believes him.
So Remus and Sirius begin writing to one another a sickening amount, like so steadfastly that it gives Lily a complex whenever she finds Sirius waiting at the Owlry every Wednesday morning for the bird that arrives with two letters tied to it’s leg, one for each of them.
And God, one time, right before they let out for summer hols, Lily accidentally takes the one marked for Sirius— and holy christ!!!, She did not need to know just what exactly her brother has been getting up to in the sex department of things— like she legit contemplated using a memory charm on herself JFC
And Sirius probably ends up on their doorstep again in late July, with James at toe, and somehow their is a small harmony painted between the four of them, and it’s by Christmas of sixth year when James and Sirius begin talking about how amazing it’ll be when they’re actually in-law brothers, and Lily blames Remus for everything when she’s pretending to be cross over it, but then James puts his arm around her shoulders, and she sees how gentle Sirius is when he twines his fingers into Remus’s own, and it feels good, feels right. 
It feels like something that can be forever.
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My thoughts on AHS Double Feature E5 (SPOILERS):
When i said i wanted to see Lily Rabe all sweaty and screaming this is not what i meant.
Dude c'mon that came from your wife's vajayjay, what the hell is wrong with you?
"Gaslight" is a great, accurate title for this episode, they're gonna gaslight the hell out of Doris and even tho i like dark stuff, my soft side is winning, she doesn't deserve it.
"You look ridiculous" Karen you're one to talk but you're right lol
Mickey i love you but i think this is too much.
Alma what the hell? That's your little brother!
Harry please do something helpful for once and smash that violin.
Yeah i can't deny it anymore, i have this major crush on Lily. Doris let me take care of you the way you deserve.
Ursula being bitchy and all the pop culture references ain't funny anymore, i wanna punch her in the face.
Alma what the hell?
Stop treating Doris like that!
Yes, Doris! Run!
Punch him in the armpit, Doris! He's destroying your life!
Why would you step on her painting, Belle? I'm okay with you killing junkies but that was not cool.
Denis! Lily and Denis together on screen! I mean, he's making fun of her but still, this is amazing!
Yeah that baby would be way better with TB Karen. Harry gives drugs to his children and Doris is going pale, so...
I'm sad Doris ain't physically/mentally strong enough to punch all this suckers, because it feels like she really wants to.
Alma you dark little b....
Alma knew Doris only wanted to be respected and admired by her so she used it to trick her into taking the pill.
I don't wanna see anyone calling Doris "stupid". She's nothing but an amazing mother, that should count. She was high on anesthesia, she was barely strong enough to walk. She's not the one to blame.
"We can't hurt the mom!" "Okay, we can't KILL the mom!" Lol that was so funny.
So you're telling me that (maybe) this is the last Raulson scene in AHS history and they're both looking like shit?
For fucks sake, Karen!
God this is so sad.
He outgrew the mother of his children? I love Finn but Harry must be one of the most hateful characters so far.
They're treating her like she's a stray dog.
The two most endearing, loving characters played by two of the best actresses in this show getting the saddest fates... Bitter but poetic.
I think is interesting when the bad guys win and this is a horror show so it's fine but the bad guys here are so unlikeable that i just want Doris to eat them one by one.
GENERAL THOUGHTS:
I loved this episode but we all saw it coming.
I was expecting a major plot twist or something but they literally show us this in the main trailer, it feels like they're not trying anymore, but it was awesome, devastating and dark. Probably one of my favorite episodes of the whole show.
As i said, i think the bad guys winning is kinda cool but i really hate this bad guys. Awful characters this season, i hope Austin and Belle kill all those (quoting TB Karen) motherfuckers!
Lily Rabe, Frances Conroy and Sarah Paulson deserve all the nominations to all the awards, especially Lily Rabe, if you ever doubted about her talent, well, there you go. Amazing actress.
THOUGHTS ON THE UPCOMING EPISODE:
Austin and Belle v/s Alma, Harry and Ursula.
"Who's dying next" plot is coming. I told ya.
The Chemist and Denis are back and i'm into it.
Oh so now you want to stop? Dickhead!
That's the coach from Glee? DON'T HURT HER!
Doris please get out of the cementery and eat all those motherfuckers. Thank you.
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Yo~
What's your opinion on the Will Byers DID theory? If you like it, which version do you like better? Both interpretations seem cool to me, though I personally like strangertheory's version better ^.^
Hi!
That's a very interesting question. I want to start by saying that I am a singlet, so I don't have DiD or OSDD. My knowledge of this condition is primarly known through medias I consume or some more "advanced" psychiatric documents or researches.
DiD is a condition that hasn't been always best represented or accurately represented since this condition varies from people who have it and so while there are similarities, the experience of it is very much unique and personal. It is also something that in a fictional setting with different genres, themes and tones is very hard to pull off or represent unless you go for the very realistic take on it.
It is bound to be, like many other things in fiction, dramatized. And speaking from a singlet perspective, who also had particular problems represented in fiction, I think it's okay as long as it's done right, in the setting, tone and genre it is in.
For example, we have today a lot more LGBTQ+ representation and like everything, unless you go for the fully realistic route, it's going to be simplified and dramatized. There's so many gender identities and sexual orientations today, you have to simplify it. And that goes for many other things that people care about in media, it has to be done right, but the writers still have a story to tell and unless that subject is the focus of the story, they're not gonna always spend their time talking about that. There is a story to tell.
Secondly, if it is the main focus of the story, that is where people have to do their research and really represent what they are talking about. Not some half-baked representation with dull arguments and points that come from a capitalist and conservative worldview. (Looking at you Disney.)
Now what you are referencing are @strangertheory 's and @kaypeace21 's theories which are about the show being about a DiD system where we see different alters evolving in said story with the host being Will Byers.
There is a lot of evidence pointing towards it, I'm gonna let you go see their posts and read it.
But their theories are very different in the way that they see the show portraying DiD, I have actually find quite a great way to describe the two takes.
@kaypeace21 's take is that elements of the DiD system have been externalised through science-"fictional" or supernatural means. Similar to Legion from the Marvel universe.
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(David is a powerful mutant with DiD where each alters, if I remember correctly, has a different power or powers. (Which to this day is still one of the most BADASS thing I have ever come across though it must be quite terrifying for David.))
@strangertheory is an internalised POV on the DiD system existing in the show. She believes that what we are seeing right now is what is exclusively happening INSIDE the DiD system and that what we are experiencing is not our standard definition of the "real world". As in the physical world we all know. This would be in very vulgar terms happening inside Will's self, head, mind or brain. In a sense, it would be a more accurate representation of what DiD is about. A Shyamalan twist if you prefer.
(Though right now I don't have any word for word examples of such take, there is a show called MR.ROBOT that fits a bit of this description since there are moments in the show that we are seeing are only happening in the DiD system itself.
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I recommend this show A LOT. It still is a bit dramatized but from what I know the DiD representation is quite accurate and pleased a lot of people with DiD. Also some people on the Stranger Things crew worked on that show.)
Now do I love the DiD theory ?
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Heck yeah, I fucking love it! And with a big L! (Am I right "The First I love you?").
And I Love both of the takes and I think each one works at explaining the mysteries of this story. I even think that in some ways both could work well together.
I believe that DiD can be, without the meaning of being used, like many things a powerful storytelling "device" since it is connected to so many themes and other writing tools and is linked literally to the psyche, emotions and personalities of the characters.
I can understand why some people like both or one or respectfully and logically dislike both or one of the takes. But it is close to my belief about what the show is about or were even before I came into this fandom or on the internet, not as complex and thought out as the theory itself but pretty close in the overall themes and aspects of it.
(Though it bewilders me how much people lack imagination or are scared of such twist when I have seen so many of those types before whether it's done well or not, accurate or not.)
Now both @strangertheory and @kaypeace21 are intelligent people with very nuanced takes. And they had their fair share of completely unjust controversies coming from either rabbid ignorant shippers, far too sensible people or downright ignorant stupid people, most of the time 16 year olds. I am not saying that they are perfect, no one is, but the hate they have received is completely unjust.
And I am gonna lay it down right here, they are begging for an accurate representation here, they are not doing this because it just sounds cool and is edgy, they are actually wanting that The Duffers pull this off well. They would be very mad if they use all the imagery just to make it look cooler or scarier.
They are not bringer of truths, they are just like us. They are theorists, they believe in something that they think can explain the story they love and are experiencing. And so far, they have a pretty damn good track record.
They are analysing, dissecting the show because it's what they want to do and they believe in it and they believe the Duffers wants them to do that (I mean how come no one believes it when watching a show like that set in the 80's with so many references ?).
It is also supposed to be fun. Have fun for God's Sake! You can disagree with it but calling names and being disrespectful because somehow they don't agree with very basic, lazy and cliché theories (and no it's not being hypocrite, a lot of people barely do the work.) or are not on board with your creepy projection over the characters IS not okay.
And no, they aren't supporting p*d*philia as some people have claimed. How can you read these theories and come up to that conclusion ?
Most people haven't even read the DiD theory or have gone all the way through with it because they are lazy, easily bored people who don't have the time to just relax, process and think.
Stranger Things is not a kids show, some dumb teenage romance drama show with cool monsters! It's a very mature show, with real problems that are treated, out of which is trauma and mental health. Kids are killing people and even dying on this show. There is sexism, racism, abuse both physical and psychological.
It is a very mature and dark show. And you are being disrespectful to the Duffers when you say they are not that smart or that isn't that important. They are putting a lot of thoughts into this and the fact that no one really recognises this annoys me.
Or people only think it's important when it is only about the things they enjoy in the show. (Which is more hypocrite to me.) OR people are very stupid if they truly think that or are just jealous, bitter that two women have more imagination together and individualy than all of them or that person alone.
Color and costume choices, subtext, context, camera angles, directing, VFX, music, editing, sets, props, script, acting and editing are very important. All must be carefully done or you get very bad or generic stuff if you don't. If you love and you are passionate about the work, you put all the details you can into it.
And the Duffers and all the people working with them have already referenced those sort of things AND the practice of what we do on the internet. They are aware, they know because they have been in the same place too. They grew up with stories too, they made theories too whether it's on the internet or not.
At the end of the day, it is just a theory. An explanation of what is unfolding, may unfold or may have unfolded. I believe in it, I think it is reasonable, it has logic and it makes sense. It also has a lots of elements backing it up.
And the Duffers don't even have to go with DiD or mention it. Will creating some of the characters and supernatural events from his trauma is also similar and more accessible to the masses. But a Shyamalan twist can also work if it is done well.
And I am also open to other possibilities and theories, if they make sense and have enough elements IN THE SHOW and everything connected to it backing it up.
If the Duffers write something completely different but it is as good and also explains even better than this theory than I'll be okay. I love being wrong, it makes me learn new things and enhances the way I approach stories in the future.
If the Duffers only used this as some very inaccurate and disrespectful scary/abstract subtext without commiting to it. That is where I will have a problem.
Or write something completely incoherent with the rest of the show with a bad plot twist catering to the main public masses to sell the story even more and just make money so that they are safe with a fallacy of a work of fiction. Because they are cowards who didn't know how to manage themselves and baited entire audiences or listened to some crappy executive who didn't understand shit about the story. (wink wink, looking at a certain something...)
So yeah, I do love the DiD theory and both of it's takes and if it happens and is done right, with of course my perspective on the thing and PRIMARLY the perspective of people who have DiD or know a lot about it, I'll be pleased with it and I think it could be something very important for stories, people, the world and "art" in general.
Thank you for the question it was really fun! I hope I described the theory and the condition in the right way @kaypeace21 and @strangertheory and also the people who are concerned or know about it if I didn't let me know. Also, if you disagree with what I said, the way I said it or the subject itself let me also know IF it's respectful of course.
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