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STORY: If you can’t love me at my worst

As per usual the subject matter is mind control, heathen perversions, same-sex desire.

"So, what's up? You have time to talk?" The familiar female voice on the phone taunted Kev, who was seated in the front seat of his car in a bank parking lot.

"Not really, I think there's something weird going on with my checking account. I just got to the bank actually. Headed in."

"Weird how?"

"Well I was at a loss as to what to get Tony for his birthday--"

"World's hardest man to shop for, you've said before."

"Yeah, but I really, really want to make this birthday special. I just think the relationship is at a really good place, and it's important to me he knows he's not taken for granted, you know?"

"I don't think think that's a worry. You positively fawn over him. You two are so sweet together you're obnoxious."

"Thanks. I guess." He stifled a self-deprecating laugh. "Anyway, I decided to rent a luxury hotel room downtown for tonight--"

"Sexy!" Her voice rang out, making him roll his eyes. Sometimes Marie's efforts to be the cool female friend were just too much.

"--but," he rushed to add, wanting to get the conversation back on track, "when I went to use my debit card to book it, it was declined. Then when I went to check the balance, my e-banking info was rejected."

Suddenly Marie was concerned. "You don't think it's identity theft, do you?"

Kev pushed through the front doors of the bank. "God I hope not. That's the last thing I need. Because I don't really have time to find a backup gift, and if there's a problem with the account--"

"Then you can use my card number and pay me back later---" Marie chimed, helpful as ever.

“Oh, you're the best! Hopefully it won't come to that though." Now Kev was standing in line, waiting for a teller. Mercifully, there were only two customers ahead of him.

"Babe, I've known you since high school. Still owe you for letting me cheat off your tests in trig."

"Miss Albert's class!" He laughed. "Look, you're awesome, and all, but I think I gotta go!" He was shuffling up towards the head of the line already.

"Give me a call when this is done and let me know what happens, alright? You know I worry."

"Will do," he answered, and grinned despite himself. What would he do without Marie?

Looking up, the teller beamed at him, and asked "How can I help you today?" Kevin sighed, and resigned himself to the fact that there was no way he could say what he had to next without sounding like someone completely clueless, or unable to plan his life like an adult. "Okay, so my card was just declined for insufficient funds when I tried to make an internet purchase. But that's impossible. I work, I have direct deposit, and I hardly ever use this account. Seriously, by this point I should have several thousand dollars in it."

"Can I see your card?" Kev was already pulling it out. "Sure." And with that he slid it across the counter. The teller pursed his lips as he typed in a number. "Um, it's not showing any direct deposit on the account."

"That's crazy!"

"Yeah," the teller repeated, only mildly concerned. "According to this, there's not been any deposits made since October 2021."

"No, that's not possible." With that, Kev was starting to become exercised.

"Are you sure there's not another account you might be thinking of? Perhaps even one at a different bank?"

"No, of course not. I know where my bank account is."

"Then I don't know really how to help you from here. Probably the thing to do is to contact your employer. It seems very likely they misfiled the paperwork for your direct deposit, and because you don't use the account that often, you just never discovered it."

This made Kev only panic more. "Holy shit, that has to be it." His find swam at the thought of permanently losing that much salary. It couldn't be possible, could it? There had to be a solution.

"Thanks," Kev added, before recovering his card and turning on his heels to positively run out the door.

Who to see at the company about this? HR? He didn't want to bring it up to his direct superiors, it didn't show him in a terribly competent, hands-on light. In a flash, Kev knew what he would do. He would make a rare venture into the office, go to the seventh floor HR suite, and ask them directly. If he called, he knew he would be put off until after the weekend. If he showed up and made a proper nuisance of himself, there was still an outside chance his romantic weekend could happen, somehow.

Kev had positively leapt into the car and was backing out of the parking spot when the phone rang again.

“So what did they say?" It was Marie, again. "Is everything cool?"

He hated himself immediately but Kev snapped. "No everything is definitely not cool. I'm headed to the office to take care of this. Look, I'm going to have to call you back. This is looking like a bigger shitstorm than ever."

"Okay," she answered, plainly a bit miffed.

He'd worry about smoothing things out with Marie later. Instead now Kev tried to still his heart as he pulled onto the beltline and drove the short distance to the office, where he had hardly been since he interviewed. Maybe that was the problem? Maybe they had felt comfortable handling his paperwork negligently because, out of sight, out of mind? Somehow that didn't make sense to him.

Finally, trying to will his heart to slow down, he pulled into a parking space and jumped out. HR is on the seventh floor, he reminded himself, and he charged past the building's directory on the wall adjacent to the elevators. It was gradually dawning on him that the hotel room could be the least of his worries. The doors closed and opened and closed again. People entered and others exited. Before he knew it, they were on the seventh floor. The elevator doors opened, onto a scene absolutely unfamiliar.

He stepped out. "Hello, do you have an appointment?" A woman in a pristine office faced the elevator door. The scene was absolutely unfamiliar.

"Hi, I was under the impression this floor was part of a suite of offices for an employment and recruiting analytics firm?" Kev was working now to hide his spreading alarm.

The woman flashed an apologetic smile. "Well I'm sorry, it's a nephrologist's office."

Kev's eyes darted back and forth. "Perhaps I'm just on the wrong floor?" She shrugged. "Seven?" She added.

Not quite ready to accept, he screwed his face up, and made another attempt to make sense of what was happening: "How long has this...been here?"

“I've been working here for five years sir, and this has been our office the whole time."

With that, Kev turned around and started jamming his finger on the elevator call button. Almost immediately it appeared. He tried not to hyperventilate as he jumped on, and rode it down, wondering what could be wrong. When it reached the lobby, he jumped out and scoured the directory. The name of the company he worked for was nowhere to be seen.

Trembling all over, he yanked out his phone, pulled up its web browser. He typed in his employer's name, expecting to find the familiar home page. Nothing.

Kev started letting out hard ragged breaths. He founded himself struggling not to hyperventilate. What was happening?

Dumbfounded, he slowly backed his way to a bench on the opposite side of the building's lobby. Roughly, he sat down on the bench. Marie. Marie would know. He punched to call the last number in the recent calls list. He steeled himself, part of him worried it would somehow be a wrong number. That somehow, every part of his life was getting stripped away, bit by bit.

"So, did you get it straightened out? What's going on?"

"Oh my God, this is getting crazier and crazier. So the reason there's no money in my account is because I' haven't been getting paid, and I went to what's supposed to be the company's office and the people here are saying it's not here. And just now, I checked the company's web page and it turns out that doesn't exist either."

"What the what?" There was no trace of humor at all in Marie's surprise.

"I think I'm losing my mind."

"Or that this is some kind of fraud! Don't freak out. Just stay calm and work it through, alright?" Marie offered. "Have they taken money out of your account? Are you overdrawn?"

"No, they just haven't paid me. As it turns out, like, ever."

"Oh." Marie sounded puzzled. "How can that be? Do you mind my asking?"

"Tony's job is good enough he likes to pay for a lot of the bills and ordinary living expenses. Financially, I do kind of lean on him, though he doesn't seem to mind. But it's honestly one reason I wanted to splurge on dinner and the hotel room tonight. Also, to be honest his work is so intense we don't really do that much travel--"

"Hey, you know what?" Marie offered. "You still have access to your office intranet at home, right?"

"I should, if it's not been turned into a goddamned pumpkin." Kev's laughter was bitter.

"Then try that." Marie's tone was thoughtful. "And you know, it's still possible this could be some big misunderstanding."

"I will." Kev took a deep breath, got his composure, steeled himself. "And thanks."

"No reason to thank me, I'm just telling you to keep your cool and work the problem, okay?"

"Okay."

"And next week over drinks I expect you to listen to all my boring straight people dating shenanigans, and no eye-rolling this time, right?"

Kev laughed, as much at himself as her.

He had stood up and was walking out of the building (maybe there were others nearby that looked just like this one, and he had somehow become confused as to the address?) when his phone buzzed again. This time it was Tony.

"Hi," Kev said preemptively, his attempt to seem nonchalant failing miserably.

"That is not the greeting of a man having a good day."

He couldn't tell him. He had no idea how to go into it all. The worse part of it was, he knew Tony would take it with that same air of cheerful patience he took everything. He would be reassured it was no big deal. And somehow, Tony's calm would make it all worse. "Nothing I can't handle."

"Well, I have decided working on my birthday is for the fucking birds. I am headed out of here in like fifteen, do you want to meet at the restaurant early? The sooner we finish drinks, the sooner we get to dinner, and then the sooner I can get around to fucking your brains out."

"Oh, wow." Kev bit his lip. "That sounds great. It's just--"

"What? I can tell when something is wrong with you."

"Just a little thing at work. I'll head over as soon as I can. Promise." He hated lying to Tony. The little thing at work might be that there was no work.

"Okay."

"See you soon." By now Kev was at his car, getting in. He hoped that when he reached the house he would find the company intranet on his laptop and everything in its place. This would all be some huge misunderstanding. Then it occurred to him he had his phone with him, he had talked to these people on it, their numbers would still be on there.

Pulling up his phone's contact list as he got on the highway to head back to the house he shared with Tony, he almost swerved into the lane with oncoming traffic. The numbers he had expected to find, the work numbers, were not there.

"Fuck my life," he rasped. He had no idea what was happening. It was one thing that money in the checking account he barely used was not there. Or that the offices he had visited once or twice were not where they were supposed to be.

But this was the phone he used every day, the numbers he had used just yesterday, and now Kev seemed to face the real possibility that either someone was interfering with his possessions in a way he could scarcely think possible, or the world was not what he thought it was.

So distressing was either of these options Kev tried not to think, about anything, as he drove home.

Pulling into the ranch house's long cement driveway, he jumped out and ran to the door. He dropped his keys not once but twice on the landing as he struggled to unlock the door. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck," he breathed to himself.

Inside, he saw his laptop on the desk staring back at him, in the front sitting room they had converted into his home office when they moved in. Before, the neatness of the space had always seemed convenient and reassuring, the consequence of a worklife that existed entirely in the virtual.

Of course, now that worklife seemed virtual in very much the wrong way.

He sat down at his desk, drew in a deep breath, and looked out at the summer pink blossoms on the jacaranda tree. It would be there, it would be there, it would be there, he thought. He woke up the machine, but found it had turned itself off and would have to be restarted.

It seemed like interminable hours waiting for it to get to the desktop. Kev clicked the internet, expecting for it to open up to the polished corporate webpage he knew so well.

But the internet on the computer was not working. "Fuck," he couldn't believe it. The icon in the bottom right of the screen informed him the home network was offline. The only thing to do was reboot it at the router. Kev hated this by itself as much as he did all the rest of it. The router was in the house's unfinished half-basement. Kev couldn't hang a reason on it, but he hated going down there. Whenever fuse box, hot water heater or router was involved, he would much rather send Tony than go himself. It had become such a preoccupation Tony had taken to chastising Kev for being scared of ghosts.

But if that was what it took to find out an answer to this mystery, Kev thought, fucking bring on the ghosts.

He walked to the door to the basement, opened it, and descended the creaky wooden steps. If he remembered correctly, the router would be by a phone jack in the far corner--

He turned off the basement steps and surveyed what he had thought was an unfinished basement.

Staring him directly in the face was what he could only describe as a bondage box. It was perhaps five feet tall, four deep and four wide. The locking front, with straps and padlocks hanging, was open. Inside, Kev could see the seat, with more straps and buckles for arms, legs and chest. There was a hole on top of the box where clearly a person's head was supposed to stick out.

Behind the box was an impressive array of hoods, blindfolds, goggles, gags and tubes. Clearly, it was all Tony's. And Tony was into some sick shit.

Turning to his right, Kev saw a padded bondage bed with more buckles. There were also clothesracks. On one there was clearly the gear and uniforms of a very serious leather master: the tunics, the breeches, the codpieces. Behind it were racks for peaked caps, boots and other accoutrements, including whips. Seeing it made Kev's gorge rise.

Next to the one clothesrack, Kev saw another, with a few, less decorated uniforms, but more jockstraps, and several catsuits and hentai. At the other end of the space, underneath the stairs he had first descended, Kev found a small seating area, with what he took to be ratty thrift store furniture. He walked over. Pinned on a bulletin board over it was a selection of maybe twenty photos.

Kev walked up to it. They were all taken at various kinky street fairs. One seemed to be Berlin, or so Kev assumed from the German signage on the awnings. They all featured Tony, standing next to another man, all in rubber, or sometimes leather. Tony always seemed to be grinning, holding a beer, or grabbing some of this other man's ass.

Suddenly the rage just boiled over. Kev pulled out his phone and called Tony back. "Hey," he said, barely able to hide his rage.

"Hey," came Tony's answer.

"I'm in the basement," Kev said, his tone making of the simple words a fierce accusation.

"And I'm at the restaurant," Tony replied, pleasant and matter-of-fact.

"I can't fucking believe you," Kev started to cry. "That you'd do this to me. To us. I don't even know how you managed to turn this place is into your fucking s&m dungeon without my knowing about it, much less get these fucking whores in and out of here--"

He was interrupted by roars of laugher from the other end of the phone.

"What the hell?" Kev was really hurt. "This is funny to you?"

"Kinda," Tony answered. "Yes. Yes it is. Anyway, when are you getting here? The satay just arrived, and it is phenomenal."

"Fuck you." And with that Kev hung up on Tony.

At one end of the little seating area, with its cozy deep-set couch, a bean bag chair, and--Kev noticed--a mini-fridge for wine and beer, was a low bookshelf. It was filled with binders. He pulled one out. As near as he could tell, it contained page after page of loose-leaf notes such as what a therapist might make.

Screwing his face up, he didn't understand.

Then he saw the binder next to it. It had the name of his employer on it. He pulled it out, opened it, and found only a few pages inside. The photos from the corporate home page, plainly harvested from a stock photo website. The pics and icons of the people he worked with, likewise. One or two of the closer coworkers, he noticed weren't based on stock photos. Those were guys Tony had addressed in notes written on the blank page by the printouts: "Tell Eric not to lay it on so thick," read one handwritten comment.

Kev's phone buzzed again. It was Marie. Thank God.

"My God, I'm so glad it's you. I think my life is falling apart. Nothing makes sense. Can I come stay at your place tonight?"

"Always, baby." The voice was Tony's.

"What the fuck? Why are you calling me from Marie's number?" Kev felt he was being pushed way, way too far.

"There is no Marie."

"The fuck there isn't. I've known her since I was sixteen."

"I came up with Marie last summer. I concocted her as a way to keep tabs on what was going on in your head while you were in waking mode. I'm glad you got so much out of it."

"No, no, no, no--"

Kev's answer was a warm chuckle from Tony. "I will be glad to sit you down and explain all of it. Here, at the restaurant. Sometime before I die of hunger."

"Fuck you!" Kev cried out.

"Oh, we'll be getting to that. Definitely." Tony sighed, absolutely calm, in stark contrast to the sobs pouring out of Kev. "But for now, these are your instructions. You will find, hanging in the closet by the stairs you came down, a neck-entry rubber suit. It should look pretty great because I had you polish it yesterday."

"I was at work yesterday--"

"Wow, yeah, you are not the quickest on the uptake, are you babe?"

The sudden realization made Kev's whole body go numb. It was like the information could not fit in his head. He couldn't form the words--

"So," Tony continued, calm as anything, "here it what you are going to do now. You are going to find the suit I was just describing. You will find in that same closet some baby powder and some lube. You will put both on to help you get into the suit. The suit will have an open ass, you are not to wear anything under or over it, or put on any other clothes. You are also to wear the leather boots in the same closet, with socks. You can bring your wallet and keys with you because you will need a driver's license in case you are stopped. But I want you to come to the restaurant, dressed as I have described to you just now, and meet me, and we will have a nice dinner, just as we planned."

"Oh, we are, are we?" Kev couldn't believe his ears.

"Yes we fucking are."

"Tony, I'm not one of your fucking pervert subs you can just order the fuck around!" Kev was spitting with passion.

Tony answered, still serene and mirthful, even: "No, you're not. You're not a sub at all. You're my drone. My creation. My control over you is absolute and complete."

"Oh, it is, is it?"

"Yes. I'm going to leave you to find that out for yourself. And don't worry about the gift you were planning, or about any gift at all. In case it's not completely clear to you, you're it." With that, Tony hung up.

Kev plunged down onto the couch in the basement, buried his face in his hands, and roared. He didn't understand. He didn't understand any of it. What was happening?

He wanted to call Marie, but then he remembered Marie wasn't real. Or had that just been something Tony had told him?

Gradually, he started to feel something like static in his head. Something telling him Tony was waiting, and it was such a bad idea to keep him waiting. He started to feel guilty because Tony was waiting. And that guilt became a crushing wave. Because he owed Tony everything.

Trying to escape it, he looked up at the bulletin board over his head, craned his neck and then turned and kneeled with his knees on the cushions and looked at the photos.

It was the same hooded figure in all the photos. And he could tell, from the build and the stance and the mannerisms, who is was.

Epilogue

It was like a cord, tied around his waist, pulling Kev forward. He disregarded the hard stare from the restaurant's hostess, the chorus of murmurs at how he was dressed, which only swelled as he passed with his ass bare.

Like Tony was the only man in the world, he made his way to him. And he found him at a table at the corner. He had already finished his entree, the ruin of the large meal in front of him.

Ostentatiously, Tony took out a handkerchief and put it over the chair, a mocking smile on his face, and gestured for him to sit down.

"What did you do to me?"

"I think you know."

"Fuck."

Tony took a long sip from a gin and tonic. "When I met you two years ago, I knew you were perfect."

"Wait, we've been together five years," Kev chided, and then with a shudder of horror, he understood. "But," Kev interjected, "I'm not into this. I'm not into any of this."

"Well," Tony added, rattling the ice in his glass, "you are now. You're just not aware that you are. I've installed a really interesting set of addictions in your brain that you're going to need to satisfy pretty much constantly from now on."

Kev looked like he was about to start crying again. "But, couldn't you have found someone who was?"

"Oh what would have been the point of that? 'Spank me Daddy, fuck me, dominate me?' All that bullshit gets old after a while. I wanted to install a new set of drives in a human subject, ones totally alien to the preferences already there. Of course while I did so, I couldn't have you aware."

"So" he continued, "I concocted the story about the job, had a few of my friends play-act a few interactions to establish a foundation, and from there it was surprisingly easy. You would finish the day thinking you had done eight hours at a cushy work-from-home gig, when actually you had been undergoing intensive conditioning. Mostly in the box at first, but gradually I let you out and let you take on more of the household duties. You honestly never wondered how that house stayed clean?"

"No."

"The most important thing for you to know is, I wanted the project, I wanted the difficulty, I wanted the duration. At the start it really just took a bit of chloroform, a bit of bondage, and using bushleague brainwashing to build the unconscious preferences and blind spots I could exploit later. It took a lot for you to build up the resolve today to explore the basement, never think I don't appreciate that.

The really hard part was separating you from your actual family and friends, and doing so in a way that didn't invite legal trouble. Your parents never even knew I existed." Kev stared at the table, and moaned. "What are you talking about? My parents are dead, they died in a wreck when I was in college."

"Sure Brian," Tony grinned. "Sure."

"What the fuck?" Kev squealed.

"Um, can I start you off with a drink, sir?" The waiter had been standing at the other end of the table, unnoticed, for several moments.

"He'll have a martini," Tony replied, with a reassuring smile. The waiter sped away.

Tony glanced over at Kev. "You seem a bit on edge," he joked, a twinkle in his eye. "You need a drink."

"So are you just going to make me forget everything? Tomorrow, am I just going to be back to having conversations with a woman who's not there and thinking I've worked all day when really you've been brainwashing me?" Kev couldn't hide the resentment in his voice.

"No," Tony shook his head and bit his lip with excitement. "No. You are well past all that. I only ever intended the cover stories as a kind of scaffold while I built the real structure, which is your compulsive need to serve me, to make me happy, and to sexually enjoy my control over you. With that in place, I don't need to hide anything from you. This is your life now, your whole life."

"So, I'm just going to go the rest of my life knowing everything you've done to me."

"No, you're going to go the rest of your life knowing everything I've done for you."

Hearing this, Kev heaved a sigh, and his shoulders dropped. Tony resumed: "It doesn't matter if you fantasized about your current state from the time you were old enough to get an erection, or not. From here on out, you will receive intense gratification, sexually and emotionally, from your service to me. You will live in a state of intense happiness for the rest of your life, because I have pruned your consciousness to live in that shape. Tell me, how did it feel just now to walk from the door to this table?

Kev declined to answer.

"I thought so."

They sat there for a long pause. "So, this is my birthday, but you are the one receiving gifts. First, we are going to make some changes to go along with our new status. You are no longer Kevin, and I don't really want to have Brian back. Brian was a piece of work in some ways, if you ask me. We're just going to do away with any notion of you having a name. You will refer to yourself in the third person all the time, and you are an it. Clear?"

It sat there, dumbfounded. Eventually, despite its best efforts, the words forced their way out its mouth: “Thank you sir.”

"How do you feel about that?"

It couldn't bring itself to say anything. But a wave of joy rippled through its very flesh.

"I thought so," Tony grinned. "Now, before we go home, I want you to get down under this table and give me a blow job. There's a full tablecloth, and I slipped the waiter a hundred before you arrived."

"But we, we come here all the time," it mewled.

"That's the point."

Humiliated, it slid off the chair on which he had been sitting and vanished beneath the dark tablecloth at the edge of the restaurant. Making its way towards Tony’s crotch, he reached out his hands to undo the fly.

At that moment, life suddenly felt somehow perfect.

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silverjetsystm · 3 months

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Cory's MK Reading Guide

TLDR A selection of pre-volume one, all of volume one, some 2006-2009, some 2014, all of Lemire/2016 and MacKay/2021.

Big shoutout to the subreddit's organization. Here's their reading list, collected editions, and their big spreadsheet of appearances.

There are currently 4 omnibuses with a 5th on the way in Spring 2024. The omnis are: part 1 and 2 of the original volume 1 (including the initial Werewolf By Night, team ups, and solos), part 1 of MS: MK, and 2006-2009.The second half of MS: MK gets its omni in Spring 2024.

Or if Epic Collections are your speed/budget, there's those. 21st century comics have their trade paperbacks/collections as well.

Read more after the cut.

Pre-Volume 1 still holds up, the important ones listed in bullets below.

Werewolf by Night #32 and #33 (first appearance of MK and Frenchie)

Marvel Spotlight #28 (first appearance of Grant, Lockley, Marlene, Gena, Crawley)

Hulk Magazine #13-15, #17-18, #20-21 (they're the backup stories, so if you search and read by Hulk, scroll halfway through the issue. Random trivia includes serial killer Rand Spector being published before Khonshu was even established)

Marvel Preview #21

MK (1980) #1-38 (volume 1) first began with Moench and Sienkiewicz. Steven Grant the writer also did a lot with character work. Zelenetz wrote The Backstory with #37-38. The run is continues what Moench set up in Marvel Spotlight and Hulk with MK, Marlene, Frenchie, Gena, the boys, and Crawley take on and explore Corruption in NYC. If you want to understand really anything, you have to start here. While there's fair amount of ableist language tossed around, the system is at their best working together.

MK: Fist of Khonshu (1985)/volume 2 is unpopular (I'm so sorry, Zelenetz. You did make it interesting!!! You took risks!!!) but #6 is great. So, read #1 to see what's going on and #6. There's a lot of hokey stuff and an added supernatural element with Priests of Khonshu.

Marvel Fanfare (1982) #30 aka "Real to Reel" is one of my favorite issues of MK ever. Marlene, Steven, and Marc/MK discuss important issues (with minimal clothing) while the plot discusses man's impact on nature.

West Coast Avengers is slid here. Time Travel Shenanigans, the actual establishment of Khonshu beyond "that statue," and kissing Tigra. :) Sadly, MK was only around for a little while (#21-41) in the grand scheme of things and his tenure is cut between 3 different Epic Collections.

MS: MK (it technically isn't volume 3) is 60 issues and it gets borderline unreadable about halfway through. Seriously, they didn't reprint it until very recently. That being said, the first half has some great stuff. So honestly, read a few stories from it, get tired, and know he dies at the end. I recommend "Trial of Marc Spector" (#15-18) and "Scarlet Redemption" (#26-31). Then read Resurrection Wars (volume 3) and High Strangers (volume 4) - both are 4 issue minis by Moench in 1998-1999 because they killed his boy.

MK (2006/volume 5) is 30 grimdark issues. The first 13 issues are usually all I can stomach. Marc gets injured, kills Bushman in an extremely violent way, and has substance use issues. He also is extremely violent, lashes out/pushes away his original cast. While the run shot MK into being Memorable and Relevant in this new century, the hit to his rep and mental health was A Lot.

Vengeance of the MK (2009/volume 1 of VOTMK): The most Marc acting Jake in existence, coming back from a stint in Mexico at the end of MK 2006. Some retcons. It's lighter compared to the shit you just read. Read it for Tiny Khonshu.

Secret Avengers (2010) #19 is one of the only issues with decent MK. The rest is ableist or he's not really there.

Shadowland: MK does some retcons I like but also Randall comes back and does violence against women (Marlene) for manpain so it also sucks. It's 3 issues that tie in to the Shadowland event so.

MK (2011/volume 6) by Bendis. Don't read it. MK is in LA for Reasons. Steven and Jake are replaced by Cap, Wolvie, and Spidey and it's leading up to an Ultron event.

MK (2014/volume 7): Marc's back from LA. Introduces Mr. Knight. The strongest parts are where the story is wrapped up in one issue. #5, where Mr. Knight takes on an entire building to rescue a kidnapped girl, is the best. It's also kinda out of print because of Ellis' misconduct.

MK (2016/volume 8): Lemire and Smallwood. The dream team with additional supporting artists. It makes the most sense if you read volume 1 because there's a lot of references. But it's enjoyable and self-contained 14 issues. Get the Lemire and Smallwood Complete Collection

MK (2017/volume 1 because legacy numbers): The Powers That Be add 2017 to Lemire's run. It's not. Completely different creative team. Stop reading 2016 when issue #188 appears. It's shit. It's ableist, it's antisemetic. Friends don't let friends read Bemis.

Avengers (2018) #31-38. Age of Khonshu only is relevant for what Marc does now and his mental state. It's uh. Bad.

MK (2021/volume 9) wrapped in December 2023 at 30 freaking issues! Written by MacKay, illustrated by Cappuccio and Sabbatini with Rosenberg on colors. It's gorgeous. It's got everything. Vampire pyramid schemes, recovery not being linear, callbacks from essentially everything before.

MK: City of the Dead introduces Layla into 616. It's a pulp. The plot is fun. I don't care for the art nor for Pepose's writing. It's 5 issues.

Vengeance of the MK (2024/volume 2 of VOTMK) literally just started this month (January).

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Hello! Hope your week is good.

I find it strange that SJM doesn't say anything about Lucien. I feel that her talking about Az, for example, is a way to divert the focus, I don't know.

I remember the 2021 interview where Steph asks if Lucien would go back to being sassy and SJM says there's still a lot of shit going on with him, but she wanted him to go back to being sassy.

Seriously, if this woman doesn't give pov for this character to be resolved, I'm leaving this series.

Do you also think that she deflects about him so as not to spoil and answer only what is convenient?

I've been thinking the same. I get that Elain isn't the majority's favorite character but you're telling me that not one person sending in questions or one person interviewing SJM thought to ask when we might get answers on Elain and what she'll do with her bond? Whether Elain has powers beyond that of a Seer? Whether she's really as content in the NC as she's pretending to be? The same thing with Lucien. No, he's maybe not the favorite compared to the Bat Boys (obviously I'm not in this camp but I'm realistic enough to realize I'm in the minority with my love of Elain and Lucien over all others) but there's never been anyone interested in pushing beyond, "will we see the return of sassy Lucien?" That's IT?!? That's all people care to know? Not when he might learn about his father? Nothing about his two human friends and whether they'll have a mortal lifespan? They like asking about Azriel being kinky in bed but they've NEVER thought to ask about Lucien's bedroom habits considering what we know of Autumn Court males? The fact that he commanded Cassian with a SINGLE WORD?! Do people honestly not care about these things or is it that SJM is giving specifics on the direction the interview is allowed to take? I have to wonder if it's not the latter. SJM had done multiple interviews on ACOSF when it was first released then additional ones when the special edition paperback came out. The questions sounded extremely similar so it all felt a bit redundant. And I do remember her response to the sassy Lucien question but she seemed very quick to move on from the topic of him, sort of "I mean he's got a lot going on so maybe" and then dropped it which does make me question why she wasn't eager to discuss a character she usually isn't asked about. I don't think you set up someone to be a High Lord with secret powers and an unknown father if you're not excited to tell their story. It doesn't really add up which makes me lean towards her trying to keep everything under lock and key. And like you mentioned, maybe being eager to discuss a character like Az is because he's still in the "undeveloped book stage" so she's not at risk of spoiling anything. She can just say she's extremely excited to tell his story and he's kinky and there's no harm in that because that's all she has to tell us right now. But who knows. Since I'm so Pro Lucien, I struggle with knowing if I'm saying things that actually make logical sense or whether I'm just trying to make it all come together in the way that gives me the results I want 😂

#pro elucien #elucien #pro lucien vanserra #lucien vanserra

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batmanisagatewaydrug · 2 years

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!reading update!

can't believe I almost forgot for to do the reading roundup for my ✨birthday month✨ but it's been A Time! however during that Time I've also been reading A Lot, which I will be recapping for you now. spoiler alert: it's WAY more comics than I realized, your bitch has been reading a lot of comics.

The Sandman: The Doll's House (Neil Gaiman et al, 1989) - MAN the serial killer convention is SUCH a cool and creepy idea. I know that there are, like, a lot of other things that happen here, but it's seriously so neat. and it's been years since I first read the series, but it's so cool to already spot the strings of the bigger plot coming together with Rose and [fucking spoilers for a 30+ year old comic I guess, people watching the netflix series do not get mad @ me that's a you problem] Desire's scheme to get Dream to kill a member of the family. what a cunt! what a magnificent plot! I love being able to dissect a story and appreciate how finely it's made. hopefully in the coming month I'll plan a little better and manage to read more than one volume a month, because this series really is splendid and deserves the attention.

Gideon the Ninth (Tamsyn Muir, 2019) - another reread, which is also spectacularly satisfying to revisit! Gideon remains unlike anything I've ever read; Muir's style and voice are so terrifically distinctive and make the murder mystery so spectacularly propulsive, and the characters are all so fucking delicious. also, reading it now with the benefit of having read Harrow and knowing more about the Lyctors, made my brain go "!!!!!" in certain places. there's just so many layers of lies and foreshadowing and red herrings ALL OVER THE PLACE in this series and it's SO COOL to be able to spot some of it. Tamsyn Muir is a genius and I couldn't be more hype for Nona.

The Batman Adventures (Volume 2) (Ty Templeton, Dan Slott, Gabe Soria, Jason Hall, 2003) - now hang on, I already know what you're thinking: "Makenzie, did you read this just for that one issue where the Riddler is going off the shits trying to trick Batman into hanging out with him and having dinner?" listen. obviously yes. BUT. this is also for sure one of my favorite comic series I've read all year. this is continuation of the universe of Batman: The Animated Series, taking place in a Gotham where the Penguin has been elected mayor and has made Batman illegal. you guys KNOW I love stories where the Penguin is the mayor; I eat that shit up!! and this story really has everything: Bruce's absolute train wreck of a love life. surprisingly obvious romantic tension between Harley and Ivy. Bruce visiting Bludhaven and being a judgey bitch about how Dick does things as Nightwing. some REALLY bold hard moves in regards to certain rogues, leaving them dangling in very uncertain fates. I really can't recommend it enough, which is why I'm dropping you a link to pirate all 17 issues here.

Love Your Asian Body: AIDS Activism in Los Angeles (Eric C. Wat, 2021) - oh man, yall. do you ever just. read about previous generations of queer people struggling and loving and crying and fighting and doing their best to support each other against seemingly insurmountable odds and get weepy about it? because I do. this is a deeply heartfelt account of a decade of activism in a very specific and highly-overlooked community, narrated by the activists who were fighting on the front lines of the movement. the activists interviewed are so refreshingly upfront about their struggles; Wat seems to have no interest in glorifying LA's Asian AIDS activists but rather shares all of their recollections about unglamorous infighting and critiques that have come about with the benefit of hindsight. it's honest and heart-wrenching and I can't recommend it enough to anyone interested in finding queer connections in the very recent past. it's enlightening to see how much and how little has changed.

Batman: Whatever Happened to the Caped Crusader? (Neil Gaiman et al, 2009) - oh man, this really is the most Neil Gaiman Batman story there ever could be. if I didn't know it was published in 2009 I would be entirely willing to believe that it had come out as part of the Sandman in the 80s, honestly; it's got that kind of vibe. I don't say any of that in a derogatory manner; it's a neat little spin on Batman, and you guys know I like stories where the continuity is deliberately runny and everything is canon all at once. and that's pretty much all I have to - oh, sorry, what's that? "Makenzie, did you check this out just because of the extra, unrelated Riddler story included in the back? the one where he's all old and sad talking about how great the silver age was and how modern edgelord shit sucks?" yeah. yeah I did. fuck off.

What We Don't Talk About When We Talk About Fat (Audrey Gordon, 2020) - my friend Emily recently got me extremely into the podcast Maintenance Phase, which Gordon co-hosts, and my friend Danielle recently cited this book prominently while researching for their thesis, so I really couldn't NOT read this now. and god, it's infuriating and smart and fantastic in so many ways. Gordon has just absolutely zero interest in coddling the feelings of thin people, no matter how good they think their intentions are, while she unpacks the cultural bullshit that feeds fatphobia - and why should she!!! which isn't to say Gordon is just mean throughout; she's remarkably vulnerable about some of the worst experiences of her life and articulates that emotion exquisitely, spinning personally narratives flawlessly into articulate essays. if you are, like me, a thin person who gives a shit about fat people and wants to do some serious work confronting the privileges you hold and the shit you need to unpack, you've really gotta read this.

Content Warning: Everything (Akwaeke Emezi, 2022) - I am so DELIGHTED to announce that Emezi's debut poetry collection fucks severely. I'm so enchanted by the way they weave Biblical figures into their poems, envisioning them as extended family - Mary as an auntie, Jesus as a brother, Mary Magdalene as Jesus' lover with whom Emezi develops a relationship of their own. "what if my father called jesus a bastard" is a poem I think about a lot. I don't know, maybe you need to be a #superfan whose read all of Emezi's memoir and highly biographical fiction to get this - maybe the way they relate to Jesus as a fellow young god won't make sense if you don't know about their own very specific understanding of their sense of self. if that's the case then idk, go read all of Emezi's other books immediately and then come back for the poems; you'll be doing yourself a favor.

Harrow the Ninth (Tamsyn Muir, 2020) - I was honestly kind of afraid that I'd run out of everything I had to say about this reread when I was talking about Gideon, but honestly? everything I said about how satisfying it is to reread Gideon goes DOUBLE for Harrow. I can't really say why without getting into massive spoiler territory, because this is a book designed to keep the reader as disoriented as Harrow until the last possible moment before the head-spinning reveal. and you know what? it's SO worth it. the payoff is magnificent; the reread value is tremendous. there seem to be a lot of people getting into the Locked Tomb on my dash right now, which is awesome, but I also keep seeing people talking about how Harrow is too confusing to the point of giving up on it. listen - lean into that discomfort. it's so worth it. you don't have to Get everything all the time and Muir is making lesbian space necromancer ART here.

The Joker War Saga (James Tynion IV et al) - hey man. I'm gonna be real with you. I really liked the arc leading up to this (Their Dark Designs, yes it's the one with the fucked up meth Riddler, you have GOT to mind your own business). I liked it enough that I warily consented to read something called "Joker War" even though I don't usually like Joker-heavy stories and I'm firmly of the opinion that crossover events with "war" in the title are generally pretty bad. and wouldn't you know it? I was right. Joker War sucks. it's dumb and convoluted and just needlessly edgy and draws attention to the Joker's unkillable nature in just the most annoying way. Harley is pretty solid and I enjoy Punchline a lot more than I thought I would, but fuck this.

The Memory Police (Yoko Ogawa 1994; trans. Stephen Snyder 2019) - this was the dark horse winner of my most recent book poll, and once again y'all displayed immaculate taste with your voting power. Ogawa's novel is the haunting story of an isolated young novelist on an unnamed island where things regularly get disappeared not just physically, but from people's minds and hearts as well - birds have been forgotten, as have roses, emeralds, and hats. with every passing day the Memory Police's control on the island tightens, and now whole families are being taken if they're suspected of having the gene to remember things that are taken away. our nameless protagonist's mother could remember, and hid the objects she saved when they vanished, but our protagonist doesn't share this gift. nonetheless, when her editor worries he may be targeted next, our protagonist makes a bold move to hide him from the Memory Police. it's a gorgeously tense and melancholy narrative about fascism and art and emotions and it made me feel a lot of feelings.

Conversations with People Who Hate Me: 12 Lessons I Learned from Talking to Internet Strangers (Dylan Marron, 2022) - as some of you may have noticed from *gestures around* all of this, I have a complicated relationship with the internet and how people on it treat me. I would never pretend that I've had to deal with anything as severe as Dylan Marron receiving homophobic death threats on the regular, but hey - it's not a competition. and in any case, I did cry within the first chapter or two of this book as Marron talked about the process of unlearning the gamification of human interactions online and trying to see the humanity of people who say the MOST vile things to him. I know I can't agree with every single thing Marron says here; I know there are people I just cannot and will not have compassion for because they objectively oppress me and should gargle my balls. but there is a lot here that is genuinely magnificent in its kindness, that I will be trying to integrate into how I comport myself here and in other online spaces.

Any Way the Wind Blows (Rainbow Rowell, 2021) - it took me a long-ass time to finished off the Simon Snow series, despite really enjoying the first one and really enjoying the second one, and really digging these characters in general. but I got there eventually and I DEVOURED it; this books are splendidly readable for being 400+ pages. the plot is watery-thin this time around, but that's alright - sometimes a plot just needs to be a moving sidewalk putting a little extra pressure on the characters while they try to sort out their messy feelings and complicated relationships and codependent childhood friendships. I liked it a lot, I really enjoy the way Rowell writes crushes and intimacy and all the squishy feelings that happen along the way.

Paper Girls Vol. 1-4 (Brian K. Vaughan and Cliff Chiang, 2016-2018) - it's rereading season baby!!! this is like my third attempt to read all of Paper Girls and I'm actually going to make it this time, because I have the final two volumes on hold at the library RIGHT NOW and I'm very much looking forward to picking them up! LET'S GOOOOO. full review to come when I finish the series I guess but Paper Girls is great, go read it. it's a messy brain-bendy little story about friendship and time travelling bullshit, and also has some of the most gorgeous comic book art I've ever seen. Cliff Chiang is brilliant.

I'm Glad My Mom Died (Jennette McCurdy, 2022) - this is one of the buzziest memoirs of the year, and for good fucking reason. McCurdy is a tremendously gifted writer who's clearly been through a lot of therapy and has turned it with remarkable skill into art, and her debut is tremendously impressive. she has an uncanny ability to get the reader in the mindset she possessed at various stages of her childhood, when crying on command and bonding with her mother over anorexia were just facts of life, while also clearly outlining the stark horror of her abuse. readers, I cried more times than I can tell you. I read the entire book in one day. trigger warnings out the ass, so plan accordingly, but if you have the stomach for it this is a really remarkable read. I don't like to call my shots but there's no way in hell I'm Glad My Mom Died isn't going on whatever end-of-year favorite books list I end up making.

Spandex (Martin Eden, 2012) - I read a volume collecting the first three issues of Eden's comic, Spandex, about the titular team of British superheroes, all of whom are queer. I'm going to level with you: it's kind of garbage? the plots feel slapped together, the art is what I would politely call CHARMINGLY scrappy, the team is extremely white with the exceptions of Butch (a super-strong stoic Black woman who doesn't talk much) and Neon (a sexy Japanese ninja who's anime all the way down). but at the same time, it's like... like I'm glad it exists? a lot of mediocre straight art gets published every day; mediocre gay art also deserves that chance. and it's cool to see a superhero team where queerness and gay sex and gender weirdness are the norm instead of being nonexistent or being the entire moral of the story. also Prowler's power is harnessing the abilities of nearby gay people and that rules. that's gay community, babey.

Greenland (David Santos Donaldson, 2022) - WHAT a book !!! Santos Donaldson writes in an absolutely incredible voice, as our protagonist Kip is Going The Fuck Through It. Kip has three weeks to write a novel from scratch for a prospective publisher, and to do this he's boarded himself into the basement of his house against the wishes of his older husband, who has recently announced that he'd like a divorce. the object of Kip's fixation is Mohammed el-Adl, the Black man who had a love affair with older, white English writer E.M. Forster during Forster's time in Egypt. Kip finds much of himself in Mohammed, as a Black man in a relationship with an older white man who has also spent his entire life trying to prove himself as a writer in a predominantly white publishing industry and simultaneously hating the urge he feels to prove himself to a white publishing industry. our man Kip does not have an excellent time in this book, but he's certainly carried by excellent style; his breakdown is narrated start to finish in heady, fervent, manically literary style that never bores.

this one took longer to write than literally any reading recap I've ever done, everyone enjoy xoxo gossip girl

#bookblr #reading updates

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vampryoteuthis · 10 months

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Hiiiiii I don’t know you that well but I follow your blog and I have a questionnnnn how did you become the kurokei expert? Was there a specific story that sold you on them or was it just a moment where you were like “this is the best thing ever” I’m trying to get into akatsuki and you seem like the best person to ask 🥸

(apologies this answer is a bit long)

holy shit come off anon I’m so interested in who you are (please read this in a non threatening genuinely curious manner) (I don’t usually use tone tags so take that as a tone tag pfft)

For getting into akatsuki I actually didn’t really care about them at first (I got into enstars in August 2021)? Vagabond kuro was actually my first 5* and I just. Didn’t care at all. I saw sweaty kuro kiryu and went ehhh not for me. I’m proud to say I am no longer like that

What really sold me was in maybe Jan-Feb of 2022? I watched the Destruction Road stageplay with a couple friends and really fell in love with Keito’s character from that, and ended up (pause for dramatic effect) roleplaying as him. The Kuro writer (who I sadly am no longer friends with) and I kind of just naturally agreed kurokei might be fun to write and made sense as the most plausible pairing to do with them. I think at that point Keito really became one of my favorite characters, and the other two just naturally followed?

I really started reading a lot of kurokei centric stories in Feb/March and drawing them a lot more then? My mental health also took an absolute nose dive around that time so a lot of what happened around then is pretty blurry to me :( but it definitely was around that time I was like “wow I love these two together”

If there’s any specific canon kurokei stories you’re looking to read, I’d really recommend any story the two of them are in because neither of them can go five seconds without mentioning the other and it drives me crazy. Like I read the keito lecture story, which kuro is not even a card in, and of course keito gets camping advice from kuro and of course he invites kuro to go out to lunch with him I cannot stand these two. But in all seriousness I’d really recommend reading stories like the onigashima gacha or the comic world gacha to see them being more lighthearted with each other, but also both reminisce stories they’re in (crossroad and meteor impact) have some insane kurokei moments… crossroad actually has the first time they ever meet each other in it 🥺🥺

I also wrote a really long story and slightly cohesive akatsuki story recommendation list as an answer to an ask, but I tried really hard in that one to not make it insanely kurokei centric. It’s not the best recommendation advice, but I’d honestly just say read any akatsuki story and you will get kurokei moments whether you like it or not.

I hope this makes sense I’m still unfortunately kind of sick :( thank you for your time dear anon

#ask #anonymous #kurokei #robin talks #also I forget people follow me because they like my content and opinions that’s so crazy to me…#akatsukisms

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henrysglock · 1 year

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I tagged 2,630 of my posts in 2022

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Longest Tag: 138 characters

#please put your hands through the pats of my cage i promise i won’t bite you i promise i won’t rip you to shreds please please please put—

My Top Posts in 2022:

guys i hate to break it to you but i found a leaked pic of mikhail and—

1,250 notes - Posted August 26, 2022

i still can’t believe Will made fucking self-insert OC fanart of Mike and him and their friends and had the guts to not only show it to Mike but also to use it as a means to give Mike a thinly-veiled love confession.

who the fuck is doing it like Will Byers? the man is fucking insane??? the ClA couldn’t force me to do something that fucking cringe. like Will I love you man, and that was precious!! but that was also one of the single most cringe things i’ve ever witnessed 😭😭😭

like ok imagine making (sfw) furry art of your crush and you and showing it to them like “haha yeah man these are our fursonas,, no no yeah your girlfriend commissioned it actually lol— but see how you’ve got a white, heart shaped patch of fur? that’s because you’re the heart of the clan—”

IM SHAKING AND SOBBINF—

1,451 notes - Posted October 18, 2022

Can we all, just for a moment, sit and think how much of a menace Will and Mike are going to be in s5?

Will is 200% snarkier now than he was before. Mike is a known menace already. I need to see some quality judgmental tag-teaming. I need them to share Looks™ and make Comments™. I need to see them piggyback off each other to roast the shit out of people.

Will "Friends? What friends?" Byers and Mike "Cursed out his teachers at age 13" Wheeler.

Will "😐🙄🫢" Byers and Mike "🤨😪🤢" Wheeler.

They're 15-17 years old. They're finally back together. Both of them are bored and quarantined in Hawkins. sheeeeeeesh.

2,271 notes - Posted September 12, 2022

I love how rink-o-mania can literally just be summed up in

will: *sigh* 🙄 😔 🛼 👩🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏻 😐🫡 🫥

mike: 👁👁 🤨 🤔 ??? *visibly shaking because he hasn't filled his daily quota of William Byers Interactions and Affection*

2,414 notes - Posted September 6, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

the funniest part of byler and byler doubt is that...Mike is literally written in such a way that Will couldn't get a boyfriend. Mike threw a fit in S4 when Will wasn't paying him enough attention.

if Will ever mentioned anyone else Mike would go insane like

Will: So there's this gu-- Mike: What guy? He's not good enough for you. I'll kick his ass. Tell me his name I'm gonna kick his ass. Will: Mike: Will: Mike: Seriously tell me about this gu-- Will: How about we have some quiet time, actually.

3,208 notes - Posted October 5, 2022

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #all is right in the world #this sums up Aug-Dec perfectly

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yanak324 · 2 years

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💖

Um hello @jjofalltrades - best ask ever!! It was surprisingly not very hard to select the stories that resonate the most with me. What was surprising is how varied they were in terms of fandoms... In no particular order, my five favorite fics :)

Old Love (m) - The Vampire Diaries/The Originals crossover AU featuring the one and only Caroline Forbes on a self-discovery journey that obvi ends with her and Klaus Mikaelson finding their way to each other. It's insane to think this story is nearly a decade old, but it's always going to be near and dear to my heart because it helped me deal with a shit-ton of grief...the true definition of art healing.

The Last Time (e) - Game of Thrones (TV)/ASOIAF modern AU focused on Arya and Gendry reconnecting after a decade apart. If you've been following me for some time, this one should come as no surprise. I've had this story in my head for 3 years and counting, and I am determined to finish. She my baby and I love her.

hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me (e) - Game of Thrones (TV)/ASOIAF modern au where Arya and Gendry can't seem to get their sh*t together and f*ck instead...lolol. Seriously though, this one is so special to me because I wrote it for @fineosaur, who is one of the treasures I discovered in the gendrya fandom. And it was also the easiest thing I've ever written I think...no thought here just inspiration.

surest thing i know (m) - Gossip Girl (TV) post-canon oneshot that fills in the gaps before the five year time jump in the finale. I did a manic re-watch of the original series in early 2021 and I discovered to my delight that despite me being a Dan/Blair shipper through and through, I couldn't let go of this idea of Dan and Serena finding their happy ending after the show did them so diiiirty in the final season. So I wrote my own fix-it...and it was such a liberating and fun experience. I still reflect on it from time to time like the dork that I am.

you undid me like a fairytale (m) - Game of Thrones (TV)/ASOIAF modern au where Arya has to contend with some very intense and unclear feelings for Jon's bestie, Gendry...featuring appearances by grumpy!Gendry, perfectboyfriend!Ned, and one of my favorite love confessions I've ever written. Also helps that I wrote it for one of the sweetest humans ever @beautifulinsanesanity. <3

Honorable mention goes to my 2020 Gendrya Big Bang submission: after me comes the flood. It wasn't the easiest fic to write but it turned out exactly as I envisioned & I got to work with the talented @thedesignateddriver on the fan art.

#gendrya #dan/serena #klaroline #modern aus all the way #my stories #gendrya fanfiction #gossip girl #TVD #TO #asks #thank you JJ <3

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I tagged 942 of my posts in 2022

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#also i hate the fight for 12 mikey too like no this is ooc 12 mikey would never want to be seperate from his brothers

My Top Posts in 2022:

Ok but imagine if April and Casey never really even realized the boys could do things like chirp and stuff (cuz the joys are somewhat insecure about doing weird turtle things around their human friends) and learn about it from their interactions with Leon? Like, Leon let's out a little chirp and Raph chirps in return or Leon has a nightmare so the boys all just form an turtle pile on top of him. That's sort of thing

They would think it’s adorable!!

also question for y’all, do any of you ship capritello/ non April toxic jonatello? Just out of curiosity, I’ve seen it show up in my ‘for you’ a lot recently!

118 notes - Posted November 12, 2022

Favorite master splinter quotes:

2003: yes pizza sounds very good right now, with pepperonis! And karma!

2012: the cheese phone! Truly an emergency!

rise: phew! I really wanted my last moments to be eating rainbow sherbert!

151 notes - Posted October 14, 2022

OK HEAR ME OUT

All the Casey’s stuck in a room together!

and I mean ALL Casey’s

cop Casey (bay movies)

2012 Casey

2003 Casey

1987 Casey (even though we only see him in one episode lol)

2007 Casey

rise Cassandra

rise Casey

I think that the first thing they would notice is Cassandra,

“dude your a dudette!?”

“hell yeah! Got a problem jones!?”

“Nah, as long as you like hockey and beating people up we cool”

Cue other Casey’s nodding in agreement

“you guys just became my best friends!”

BONUS:

“You’re a cop!?!?”

See the full post

222 notes - Posted October 5, 2022

Leo: would you guys be there for me if I was going through some thing?

Donnie and Raph without hesitation: no

Donnie: absolutely not

Mikey: laughing quietly in the background

Donnie: I hope it sucks whatever you’re going through

Mikey wheezing: I hope it sucks???

Raph: I hope it emotionally scars you for the rest of your life

Donnie: I hope you reach out to me so I can ignore you

Mikey: wheezing and unable to hide his laughter anymore

Mikey: I can’t wait to go to your funeral knowing I could’ve changed that outcome

Everyone: losing their shit

Leo: I was just asking if you would be there for me!?!?

239 notes - Posted October 10, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

So we get a lot of xovers where the '12 Leo gets jealous or feels Rise Leo is too immature/doesn't take things seriously but where's the aus where a tired mama Leo looks at his younger counterpart, sees how innocent and happy he is, and is all "This is Mine Now, my hatchling, nobody is allowed to hurt him" because he doesn't want this bundle of sunshine to go through the same shit he went through?

yes! And then he hears about his counterparts version of shredder and kraang,

12Leo: I’m signing us both up for therapy

18Leo: what?! Why?!

12Leo: *mom eye*

18Leo: fine…

292 notes - Posted October 15, 2022

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My Top Posts in 2022:

the sluttiest thing a man can do is be jenson button

82 notes - Posted November 10, 2022

I AM SO NORMAL ABOUT THIS

118 notes - Posted November 20, 2022

making assumptions (judging you) based on your favourite f1rpf pairing

Brocedes: Did you take your meds today? Your favourite ao3 tag is probably angst. You probably get overly attached to people with the fear of losing them. You read Brocedes fics just to feel something.

Martian: Is this a right time to talk about your daddy issues or should i come back later? You probably go for people older than you and most likely with a protective instinct in relationships.

Sewis: You are the one person in your friend group who has their shit together. You also don’t need fan fiction to add excitement into your life. You are comfortable in your place. Probably mentally stable (but that’s questionable)

Simi: You live for the sunshine/grumpy trope. It’s probably because you are either of them and lowkey desperate for a sunshine or a grumpy of your own. You are in general very quiet and lowkey, you don’t like to be the centre of attention.

Princess Cake: Horny, you are definitely very horny. Also you tend to project into either side of this pairing. You probably talk a lot. You are a fun person to be around, you bring good vibes and chaotic energy to the group. Probably a bit bratty too but that’s not too bad, keeps you interesting.

Sebson: You are probably into hurt/comfort fics. You are very knowledgable in topics you are interested in. Basically you’re a huge nerd. You are either extremely introverted or extremely extroverted, no in between. Reading fan fiction is probably your comfort activity.

Carlando: You are gay and your first moment of realisation was your best friend in middle school. If you were a pre-teen/teen in the early 2010s, you had a YouTubers phase. You are very energetic, probably too energetic.

Lestappen: You had unrestricted internet access as a kid. There is no other explanation why you would turn out this way. You are probably very competitive and take your ambitions very seriously. People either love you or hate you.

Maxiel: You are in love with your best friend. You love partying and (maybe) drinking games. You are the kind of person who puts people’s moods up. You are a delight to hang out with. You are confident and but really insecure at the same time.

155 notes - Posted October 15, 2022

Do y’all see it or am I the only one?

178 notes - Posted November 12, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

we won but at what cost

359 notes - Posted November 20, 2022

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My Top Posts in 2022:

I’m yours (w rafe Cameron)

Pairing- Rafe cmon x you

Summary- You and Rafe haven’t spoken in years. Now your left alone in a class room together. Can you rekindle your friendship, or better?

Series- Outer banks

Warning’s- alcohol abuse, derogatory terms said in a drunk state, kissing. Protective rafe❤️

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We were best friends in middle school, used to go round each others houses and would piss off teachers together in year six. Then we got into upper school, we fell apart, nothing bad happened we just slowly but surely drifted. Until it got to a point when we wouldn’t even say hi in the halls.

We were in our last year and Rafe was popular now I just stuck with my three friends. Didn’t socialise with many other people and I hadn’t spoken to Rafe in what felt like decades.

And now we were alone in detention, the teacher had walked out for the bathroom and left me and Rafe to our own. “So What did you do” rafe asked me turning around. “Truancy” I voiced looking at my fingers. “Woah y/n, didn’t know you still had it in you” Rafe laughed intrigued. “I didn’t have any run in me for pe, so i didn’t go” I shrugged slightly.

“Mmm Fairs” Rafe got board of not getting any attention and looked forward. I looked up at him now. “You?” I asked shortly, that made him look my way. “Guess” Rafe smirked “huh… made a teacher cry” I half laughed enjoying talking to him again. “Pushed in the lunch que” he shrugged almost disappointed.

“How is your thing minor compared to mine, it’s you” I widened my eyes with a grin. Rafe shook his brown haired head at me chuckling “what’s that supposed to mean gorgeous?”. I rolled my eyes at the compliment looking at him I seriously “Rafe Cameron, have you not heard the storys?” His eyes now rolled.

“you should know better than to listen to rumours y/n” “I never said I believed them rafe”. His eyebrow shot up taken back “first girl to have said that” “I know you Cameron- the old you, but he’s there… deep down but there” I shrugged looking at my fingers again. “What you doing after this” he asked me with a neural face for once, no famous rafe grin. “Sleeping” I told him putting my elbows on the table and my face in my hands. “We should hang sometime, it’s been a while”

“Rafe i couldn’t do anything with you because you’d just be doing drugs” “no! No I swear no drugs not if your against it” he put his hands up swiftly. I did believe him. “My mates are going to pick me up then we’re going on tops boat”. my throat went dry. “You coming?” He raised his eyebrow at me “I swear I won’t leave your side” he stood up looking at the time. “…fine rafe” I started to gather up my books and he helped me, carrying a few himself. “It will be like old times” he smirked wondering out the class swerving the tables. What was I doing. Shit became real when I saw topper, kelce, Rick and Tony sitting outside in the car.

They started nudging each other when we walked down the path to them “Rafe i dont know about this” i hissed as my stomach knotted. “People make them out as bad guys but i wouldn’t have brought you if they were, I’ve got you” he nodded before we reached the black car. “Rafe pulling?” Topper winked with a hand on the wheel. “Shut up will you? I invited her” he pushed his friend through the window. “The more the merrier” Tony eyed me up and down in my little school skirt and top that had the first couple of buttons undone and my tie loose. Rafe watched him dangerously but I offered up a smile.

Tony’s smile was deep and he didn’t notice rafes daggers. Either that or he didn’t care. “Get in so we can leave this shit hole” kelce laughed in the schools direction while opening the back for me.“I’ll take your books, they’d fly everywhere back here” he took them and then offered a hand out so i could climb up “thank you” I chuckled taking a seat. It wasn’t a second untill rafe crashed in next to me. The car started moving a second after and I grabbed onto him not being prepared. Rafe laughed attaching to my wrist “you alright?”.

“Am I intruding?” “No one thinks that” he raised his eyebrows at me. “So you still as fun as middle school?” He asked me when I looked at the view of the sea. “Your type of fun has changed since year six rafe” i half laughed “not completely” he told me. The car came to a halt at tops house. He got out and came round squinting out to the sea “what the fuck- where’s the boat” he scoffed racking his brain. Tops mother opened the window of the kitchen from the house and called him. She always scared me, his mother was so stern.

Topper spoke to her for a minutes or two before returning while rolling his brown eyes. “My dad had a meeting and took the boat” he told us huffing. The three boys got out the car moaning “Rafe your the only other who has a boat, can we use yours?” Rick asked him with puppy dog eyes. “Out of commission currently, we’re having work done to it” Rafe shrugged. The boys rolled there necks in defeat. “We can use mine”. The words just tumbled out, I didn’t even think about it, the boys looked at me surprised “I didn’t know you had a boat” Tony looked at me excitedly. “It’s new” I shrugged not thinking it was a big deal.

“your parents won’t mind?” “There in England at the moment- on business” I shrugged my shoulders “shit- really” topper grinned at new opportunity “yeah, you know where I live” I nodded at the driving seat. “Yeah- of course sound, thanks y/n” topped bounced to his front seat. Rafe looked at me smiling, he licked his lips “what” “the rebel is still inside of you too” he told me. I pushed him gently to stop myself from laughing.

The car took off again and ended up at my house, me and topper didn’t live that far away from each other it was on the same road but at completely different ends. The road was quite long. He parked up and we all got out. “Do you remember where we kept our key?” I looked at rafe challenging him. He liked it i could see it in his eyes. Without saying anything he walked over to our hanging plant and took out the fake flowers holding up the gold key. We laughed together and I nodded to the front door for him to unlock it.

“I just need to grab the boat keys, make your self at home the- back door is over there if you want to check out the boat” I pointed leaving the boys in the hallway. But Rafe followed me. “glued to my hip huh” I giggled turning into my father office. “Don’t act like you don’t love it” he joked with me, I laughed shaking my head. “get over yourself” I said turning around having found the keys. Rafe was right behind me I almost slammed into him. We didn’t say anything just looked at each other “we should never have drifted” he whispered to me, our faces were not that far apart accept from the fact he was miles taller than me.

“It’s on us both” I told him swallowing “we missed out on so much time” he chewed his cheek. “Then we make up for it” I told him swinging the key with my finger. “Can I warn you first” he looked worried, “what’s up” “their going to- try their- twisted way of flirting with you- ignore them please, their twats” he told me fluffing with my hair now. “You said their not how people say they are” I folded my arms with a pout almost smiling “eh depends who you listen to, but I’m not going to stand for them doing nothing to you” “let them be I can handle my self” i clutched rafes hand for a second before making my way out.

The boys were already outside on the boat sitting on the sofas at the back. Rafe dragged his heels next to me “our saviour is back” topper yelled at us. “Uh huh” I laughed at him shaking my head. “You boat is well fancy” kelce looked up at me, he was sprawled out over the seats. “Well then I guess I shouldn’t be allowed to drive because I’ve only done it once”. Rafe chuckled behind me. “I’ll come help” “yeah me too” topper jumped up and started to climb the stairs to the wheel. Me and Rafe followed after him.

“Here” I threw the keys to topper and his eyes glowed when plugging them in. “Take it out often?” He asked starting up and steering it away from my house. “Um- I’ve been out on it twice my parents aren’t here much to show me how to use it”

“They still travel every three months?” Rafe asked me pulling a face “no- it’s every two now they open another branch somewhere” I shrugged rolling my eyes. I’d never been a fan of their job that’s why I was at rafes most of my childhood. “So what you two grew up together and then fell out and made up in detention?” Topper looked at me with a smirk in the mirror.

“No- no we never fell out” I jumped quickly, Rafe nodded his head agreeing. “Just drifted, but we can make up for lost time” Rafe qouted me and looked into my eyes. “If you play your cards right Cameron”. Topper laughed and I’m pretty sure rafe got a bit of a red tinge on his face. “He’s not used to having girls talk to him like that” topper explained in a hushed voice. “Im only joking, we have a lot of time to make up for huh”

Rafe nodded his head. “Well I’m glad rafe is going to have you around a lot” he winked at me. topper drove for most of it and then kelce swapped with him a little later on. Rafe wasn’t joking when he said he wouldn’t leave my side, not that I was complaining. we stopped the boat in the middle of nowhere particular. “Rafe come help me with something” I asked when we got to the bottom of the stairs. He nodded and kelce went to join the group. I took Rafe into the kitchen and opened one of the cupboards full of alcohol.

“There should be Pepsi in the fridge” I pointed him in the direction and took out two bottles of vodka. “On a Thursday night? Y/n you rebel” rafe giggled childishly. I found plastic cups too “score” I threw them at him. Rafe caught them wiggling his eyebrows. “Idiot” I laughed leaving the kitchen in a flash.

When I walked round to the sofas the boys all had hearts in there eyes glaring at my stash. “Christmas came early boys” Rafe put the coke down. He wrapped an arm round my waist when walking past to make sure I sat down with him. My heart did backflips.

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85 notes - Posted October 5, 2022

Locked in

Y/n and theo get locked in a cupboard. They hate each other, well they put it off that way. but when he finds out she’s scared of small spaces something changes. He can’t pretend anymore.

Pairing: theo raeken x you

- series: teen wolf

- warnings: kissing, main character has a fear of small spaces

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“Can I do it with someone else” Theo rolled his eyes, complaining lowly to Scott. But he just raised his brow at the boy. “I can here you dumb ass!” You hinted from the sofa with a screwed up face. Theo turned to you and gave you a fake smiled not caring.

“No, I think you guys have something to chat about” “we have…! -nothing to chat about” you stood up calming down when you realised who you were talking to…your alpha.

“Y/n your gonna have to deal with it” Scott shrugged gently. Liam pulled me away while everyone was leaving your house after the meeting. “what is it with you and Theo?” He questioned quietly. “I just- nothing I just…” “you just what” Liam repeated slowly.

“I just don’t need anymore complications in this life” “complications?” “I don’t trust him enough” you apply. In truth you didn’t trust him. But it was for a completely different reason. You thought he was hot- too hot there was something strange about the boy.

“Y/n hurry up!” Theo shouted walking out the door in a rush. “And he’s annoying” your eyes rolled with annoyance. You left Liam standing there confused and wanting to know more.

You run out in to the road to get to his car not looking where your going as you looked back at Liam standing alone. “Y/N” theo practically screamed. From out of no where you were knocked on the ground and he was on top of you. For a few seconds you hesitate, looking around at what happened seeing the shiny blue car pass you with utter speed and noise. Red started up in your face.

“What the hell are you doing walking out in to a road!” Theo uproariously unloaded staring down with his handsome face, it distracted you. “You literally could have been killed!” “Are you listening?!” His eyes fluttered from disbelief. “You can get off of me now” you calmly told him looking up at his face immediately close. Theo stuttered and muttered some words that didn’t make sense before climbing off your body.

He didn’t bother helping you up just trudged over to his car across the road. “I- thank you Theo” you whispered getting in the other side finally making it to the car. “yeah- what ever” “no seriously- I’m human I could have died” You state looking at him. Theo didn’t reply, he hit the gas and the car started moving. The car Journey to the school was awkward and silent, you moved your lips to say something but nothing came to mind.

The night was dark and looking out side was the only pass of time. “You- cold?” Theo wondered asking me softly for a change. “no your fine” you replied looking at him again while he was half hanging out the window. It was such a Theo thing. Everytime we were in the car his car window was wide open and one hand was holding the roof. I don’t know what is was but it was just Theo’s thing.

“We’re here now” theo nodded toward the entrance. Swiftly he parked up and you both got out. “What is it we need” theo asked me after breaking a window to go through. You watch as the glass noisily shattered across the floor next to your feet. “The triskelion that Derek hid in here” you told him climbing through with precautions. Theo put his hand out and hesitantly you took it, he pulled you through gently and let you jump down to him off the table.

Almost like a gentleman. “Thanks but i can really do it my self” you told him backing away feeling awkward that he was being nice for a change. What was with his mood swings.Theo’s face turned instantly and that was it for conversation until we reached a cupboard. “This one?” He asked not looking at me. “I don’t know do i- maybe”. Theo deeply inhaled bowing his head. “Alright maybe we do need to chat” he turned around starring me dead in the eyes.

“We do?” You asked raising your eyebrow. “Yeah, I mean don’t you wanna sort this out” “do you?” “I wanna know why you don’t trust me- I mean I know my back history but I’ve done everything possible to prove my self to you and your pack” “this could be happening while we’re looking I don’t need you to explain why you hate me…right now anyway” you pass the boy go to pull open the cupboard.

“Isn’t this what Scott wanted us to do?” He wondered before noticing It was locked. Theo discarded the conversation and pulled the handle once and broke the lock letting the door swung open. You check inside on tip toes from your position knowing you wouldn’t like it in there, after all it was quite small. You stepped in wearily checking the light but it wouldn’t turn on. So you resorted to your phone. You hear theo come in behind you and the space automatically gets smaller. Your chest starts to feel tight.

“You could try another cupboard” you stated in hope and out of disorientation. “are you okay? Your shaking y/n” “I’m fine!” You kind of shout but then a loud bang came from down the hall way. Theo looked out to see what it was just peeking but shot back in. “ berserkers” he whispered worriedly. “How many” “too many” he peered again while slowly closing the door.

“No theo don’t” you rush to the broken handle. “Are you crazy- you can’t go out there they will rip you to shreds” he hissed holding me back. Hands on my body like you’d never imagined, one on your hip and one on your back. Or maybe you had pictured it before. Focusing on that worked… for a couple of seconds “y/n what’s wrong!” Theo asked desperately demanding I tell him.

“I don’t- like small spaces” your eyes shut and head rested on his chest embarrassment flooded your cheeks. Flashbacks of being locked in a cupboard came back whipping my brain. “…Y/n listen to me, I don’t hate you- you frustrate me all the time but that’s because I won’t admit it- or maybe I frustrate my self with you”

“Admit what” you ask Turning away from him pacing and putting your hands through your hair breathing in and out. “Admit that I like you” he whispered in the corner not taking his gorgeous eyes off you for a split second. “What- I- i your just- why are you doing this now” “I’m distracting you with the truth” theo walked towards you “I’m distracting you” he repeated softly. His hands stroked your face and he gathered a grip.

His head dipped down towards you and the world did float away along with the pain of the room when your lips met. His hand softly cupped your face and ran through your silky hair when he pulled away. “Well I think I need more distracting” you told him smiling for the first time and not letting go of him. His hands pulled you up and your legs wrapped around his waist excitedly and your back hit the stone wall.

Your hands gripped his soft hair and you both were distracted… for a while. Eventually theo moved you both and you hit the stand with all the boxes making slight noise. “Something is poking me” you pull away for a second trying to grab it. Pulling it out eventually you held it up decoding what it was. “Huh” “what” theo whispered looking at you not the object.

“Found the Triskelion” you smiled bluntly. Theo dropped you on the floor carefully with smirking lips and tucking a bit of hair behind your ear then slowly marched over to the door. It wouldn’t open. “Theo please don’t say it” You started panicking again. The walls closed in. Your body slid down the pole as you sat on the cool dirty school floor.

“Y/n Im gonna get us out of here okay, just breath” “I can’t -breath” “you just have to focus- focus on one think like- like my voice” he suggested. “Then keep talking” you prompt. “You keep talking to me- you tell me why your scared of small spaces” theo asked.

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118 notes - Posted September 20, 2022

First impressions

-pairing: Rafe Cameron and reader

-warnings: kissing, drinking, mentions of fighting and probably some swearing in there too.

-summery: you want rafe to create a good impression on your parents at midsummers, because you where both using it as your coming out party. But the whole night goes to shit and Rafe apologies to you for it. For the first time ever.

-series: outer banks xx

- requests are open <;3

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“You sure your ready?” Rafe paused at a halt before we reached the stairs. His arm fell to my waist gently, as we stopped for me to breathe softly and nervously with my hand on my chest. “I’m fine I’m fine- tonight’s just important” my lips curved into a delicate smile when I looked into my boyfriends sparkling eyes. He looked so cute in his tux, matching them baby bules. “I know it is, our coming out party huh”

“yes, yes it is so please promise me no stupid shit rafe” I fluttered my eyes at him running my hands down his collar moving our body’s closer. “I promise, now are you going to introduce me to your parents”. Rafe waved past my instructions hardly listening to that part. I eyed him with seriousness, knowing how he was. “Because last time you promised me… you still went and did stupid shit”

“y/n I won’t mess this up, it’s midsummers” he caught my hand lifting it up to kiss while looking into my eyes. “So charming” “only for you” Rafe put his arm out to me and I grasped it feeling the nerves slip away. He made me feel safe he was the only person who could, right now as I snuggled into his arm I didn’t even need to try and put on a brave face.

I knew as soon as I walked in, on Rafe Camerons arm every girl in there would be jealous of me. And every boy would be jealous of Rafe. Every head would turn and every jaw would drop. “Y/n you look lovely” rose smiled rubbing my arm as we arrived in the club. “so do you I love your head piece!” I stared amazed, but not letting go of Rafe at all. “So this is your secret girlfriend then” ward smiled putting his hand out to me.

“She was never a secret I just wanted you to meet properly because… y/n is important to me” Even when Sarah came to hug me I used one hand and cozied back up to Rafe straight after. “Never thought I’d see my brother getting all mushy over a girl” she whispered to me grinning “ohh.. he’s not the only one” i grinned up at the boy who’d now turned red. “Well… welcome to the family y/n anyone who can make my son blush must be special” ward nodded making me feel more than comfortable.

The music stopped as I was about to reply, but that was our cue. Ward and rose walked out first, then Wheezie and Sarah. Behind everyone me and Rafe walked out arm in arm. I couldn’t help but smiled as we did. I noticed my parents in the corner, I told them that I was walking in with my boyfriend. I noticed as my mum threw her arms around my dad in happiness watching me walk down with the Cameron’s. “You alright” Rafe whispered to me.

“Never been better” I turned to him as we stopped walking “even with with all the eyes?” Rafe waved his hands in the air jokingly. “Yeah you where right by me… I was fine” Rafe slightly grinned catching a strand of my hair that had fallen. He gently tucked it behind my ear “I can’t believe how beautiful you look tonight”. My eyes drifted over to my parents who where watching us.

“My parents keep letting there eyes wonder to us… you ready?” Rafe opened his mouth to say something to me but topper and kelce jumped over “Rafe! Rafe you will not believe who just got here” “who” he raised his eye brow, looking around “maybank” kelce grinned with all his teeth “I don’t think he was invited” Rafe chuckled to himself spotting JJ in the crowd “Rafe” i hushed taking his hand. “We gotta go get him man” topper slammed his cup on the nearby table.

“Yeah- yeah” Rafe nodded before looking at my hand then up at my face. “I’ll be back give me a few minutes” he told me trying to pull away “Rafe don’t do this you promised- you made a promise to me” I hissed at him feeling my eyes fill. He’d tried to follow the boys but I’d clung on to his hand holding it into my chest. “What if my parents see you chasing him” “go distract them I’ll be back give me a few minutes” Rafe told me not giving in.

I let go. Giving up, I sighed shaking my head and leaving him to it “sorry y/n” topper shouted as they made a run for it “we will bring him back in one piece” kelce jumped about. Rafe didn’t look back at me, I think he knew if he did it wouldn’t end good. I was tired of this stuff happening, time and time again. I didn’t think I could face my parents like this I tried to blink away the tears and Sarah caught me.

“Hey hey! What’s wrong” her hands flew to my shoulders, she fluffed out my hair making it hard for people to see my crying. “I don’t wanna start bitching to you about your own Brother” I shook my head calming my self down “ugh Rafe are you serious, he’s not worth these tears he’s not worth you ruining your beautiful face y/n” “he’s just- he doesn’t think things through he just goes and dose them” I breathed frantically. “Guess you better come and drink with me then… get your mind off it”

We grinned at each other and found the bar inside the club. The drinks and shots came fast and so did the drunk feeling. All of a sudden we feel a stampede of people running through the club. I saw JJ and then half a second later I saw Rafe at the front of the group chasing him. My eyes widened “fuck!” I hissed as I saw them go outside. “Y/N” Sarah shouted after me as I ran through the doors behind them. Everyone outside was staring at the racket completely gobsmacked.

“Y/n! Get down here” my father ordered scowling at me. “Dad…” i shook my head coming down the steps “was that Rafe Cameron I saw chasing JJ maybank” “I-.” Stuttering not know what to say I looked at them both. “Why is he causing a scene here” my mum hushed to me “because- no he’s not I-.” “I’m not sure Rafe Cameron is the best option for you currently” my mother said rubbing my arm “mum… please this is just one bad thing don’t let it get to you” “it’s a pretty big thing”.

“I know you like the Cameron’s.. I know that” I looked at them both in my drunk state almost crying again. “Just give him a chance” “why are you sticking up for him… he’s chasing JJ you like JJ” my dad told me sighing “please just- I want to go home I don’t feel well” I held my spinning head. My father held me up while my mum checked my eyes and everything. “I’m not on drugs!” I pushed her hands away hissing at them.

“Fine, you can go home darling we will see you when we get in” my mother rubbed my hair. “Um…Don’t tell rafe I left” I told them making my eyes wonder to the floor. “I love you both thank you” I smiled fake, before walking away. I ran out of the club and got a taxi straight home. I didn’t want to think about rafe he’d ruined my night and my parents had there first impression of him now. Which is what I was afraid of.

I laid in my bed watching the time tick. It turned one and my parents still where not back. I heard a tap on my window. It could have been the tree but something felt different, I slid off my bed and walked to the window. To my surprise rafe was crouched on the window seal. I rolled my eyes and started to walk away “y/n! Please I just want to talk” he shouted desperately. “Please”. I walked back with my arms folded. “Why should I rafe, you never listen to me” I argued with him. “I know! I know I know… I didn’t realise how much it hurt you y/n”

Rafe looked guilty he did, he looked sorry. And he’d never apologised for this before. So I opened the window. “Of course it hurts me! I’m just trying to look out for you and you throw it back in my face” I raised my voice slightly and didn’t realise till the end. I put my hands up and turned to go over to my bed “I’m not arguing with you rafe just- I can’t do this” I shook my head. “Y/n listen to me hold up hold up… I’m sorry for tonight I really am I don’t want to make you cry ever”

“Woah I wasn’t- crying” “yeah Sarah actually tried to fight me because you where crying so yeah… I think you where”. I roll my over on my bed looking at the wall not saying anything. “Y/n I promise I’ll make this up to you and to your parents- I don’t want to break up y/n I don’t”. I turned around confused. “Who said anything about breaking up” I frowned with a muddled face. “You just said- you can’t do this” rafes voice cracked, it broke my heart.

“I meant the argument- not the relationship” I half laughed but lunged over to hug him. Rafe hugged me back and I heard him sniff. “Rafe are you crying” I whispered into his neck. “I love you y/n” he shook his head with a smile. My face shot back immediately “what did you just say” “I said I love you, I’m in love with you and I don’t want to break up” “I love you too rafe… and I don’t want to break up either” I pulled his neck down hurriedly like he was about to vanish.

He giggled a second then kissed me passionately back showing me he felt the same. “I know my promises don’t mean a lot to you right now but… I promise you I’ll sort out my shit for you” he told me seriously. I pulled the cover over so Rafe could get into the covers. “Will you stay?” “Your parents…I-?” “You will have to apologise to them in the morning I guess”. Rafe nodded holding his arms out, I folded my self in between them.

“Yes. I will” he whispered kissing my head.

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123 notes - Posted August 5, 2022

It’s been a few years.

Paring/series - Damon Salvatore and you, the vampire diaries

Summary- you are badly wounded and have no other option than to go to the salvation mansion. Only thing is you have history with them boys. Especially Damon Salvatore. Did he miss you as much as you missed him?

Warnings- mention of blood and wounds, one kiss. One swear word🫢

Sorry I haven’t posted in a while GCSEs are happening! And I’ve had no ideassss…

I knocked on the Salvatore door with all force left before sliding down the oak leaving blood in a long pattern all the way to the floor. I gasped for breath several times but none came through my lungs.

What felt like hours later the door clicked open, an unfamiliar face appeared looking around and then her brown eyes fell upon my wounded body curled up on the door step.

“Is Damon in?” I choked out with the last of my strength.

The sweet girl scanned my body with worry and sadness then bending down to me after screaming Stefan’s name out. She pealed back the cloth off my biggest wound and her eyes widened.

“It’s okay- your going to be okay” she smiled comforting me, even though we’d never met and it was obvious she didn’t think that. Stefan hurried to the door searching for why the girl was distressed.

“Y/n?” He stuttered. Completely taken back by me being here.

“Help me bring her inside” she looked up at his shocked emerald eyes.

Stefan took a second to embrace the fact I’d turned up on his doorstep before scooping me in his arms like a spade with ease. I hadn’t seen the Salvatore’s In years. Years.

Stefan brought me up to a room and laid me on the bed “it’s a werewolf bite Stefan- she’s a vampire right?” The girl had her fingers in her mouth staring at the scene. At me.

“It’s okay we should have the cure downstairs, Elena watch her while I go and get some of Klaus’s blood” Stefan ordered though nicely. There was something between them even I could sense through all my pain.

The way they moved, spoke.

Elena took a seat next to me and clasped my hand with Hers. “Nice to meet you y/n, I’m Elena Gilbert” she twinkled crossing her legs next to me and shaking her gorgeous brown hair out her eyes.

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Stefan rushed down the stairs to find the cure in the millions of boxes in the basement but the boys were all out of Klaus’s blood. Stefan started to sweat not knowing what to do.

He climbed back up into the living room in time to watch Damon walking into the house through the front door holding a white car-board box.

“Damon… your back” Stefan rubbed his eye.

“Looks like it” he yawned walking up to his brother. Eyeing his bloody hands. “Trouble in paradise?” He wiggled his eyebrows trying to be funny. “Also why’s there blood on our front door”

“Not that kind of trouble but something has just happened”

Damon stared back confused before opening the box and pulling out a blood bag. His face looked unfazed. “Am I gonna care?” He lifted up his brow sarcastically pulling the bag every way to open it.

“Yes your going to care a lot- y/n is here” Stefan whispered to his older brother.

Damon looked back at Stefan in an instant dropping the ruby red blood bag onto the floor of their living room after only taking a sip. He switched on his vamp hearing to find me and sped all the way to his room where I was laying. Dying. Before Stefan could even get another word in to explain.

He stood in the doorway making eye contact with me but not doing anything. He was frozen to the core. Shock. Fear. Regret. Sadness. Just some of the things he felt when he saw me there in pain.

“Damon…” Elena whispered. His eye contact with me didn’t switch but he did walk towards me.

“What are you doing here lamb” his face softened and he came over to the other side of the bed slowly.

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180 notes - Posted June 1, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Love at sea <3

Pairing- Rafe Cameron x you

Summary- Rafe is just your best friends annoying brother who’s always teasing you but your view of him is changed after you spend a whole day with him out at sea.

Warnings- kissing, mentions of sex and swearing.

Series-outer banks

“You don’t look happy” Sarah rolled her eyes walking down to me with a smile on her face “oh i am.. don’t be silly” I hugged her with a fake smile on my face. We’ve been planning this for almost a month now, me and Sarah’s family were going to an island off the shore of the outer banks and I couldn’t wait to go. but then rafes plans changed and now he was coming with us. He’s always annoying me saying snarky little comments having a joke with me but his jokes are not funny. Just teasing me all the time. I couldn’t even consecrate if Rafe was in the room.

I couldn’t deny that he was hot. Because he was but he was so annoying! “Then turn your frown upside down, this is gonna be well fun” Sarah took one of my bags for me and we walked towards the boat. “Morning y/n” ward smiled helping me with my suitcase “good morning” I smiled back, Sarah disappeared on to the boat and Rafe came out looking me up and down with a grin “though I heard your voice” he stepped off the boat coming over to me. “You sound like a stalker” my lips formed a sarcastic smile.

Rafe chuckled and ward did too. “No it’s just really annoying so it stands out” “well suck it up big boy because your suck with me for two days” I winked about to walk past him. “Rafe grab the cooler it’s in the living room” ward asked his son nodding towards the house. When he walked past me his hand tucked some hair behind my ear and he whispered “wanna call me big boy again so I can call you my good girl?”. My face burnt up red as Rafe left my heart pounding against my my chest. Rose opened the window and shouted out to me “hey y/n, sorry to ask but can you also tell Rafe to bring my phone it’s on the side”

“I… will get it” I wasn’t too sure if my legs were gonna work but I managed to get them to jog down to the house. Rafe had the cooler in his hands looking down at his phone. He giggled as soon as he saw me walk through the door putting it in his back pocket. “come to take me up on my offer?” “You wish” my eyes rolled resisting ten urges to see where this teasing could get me “last chance babe” he followed me into the kitchen to get roses phone “what do you get out of this?” I turned asking him “a laugh” Rafe shrugged still staring at me. “I can’t believe I have to spend two days with you, who ever made you change your plans I hate them” “and what if it was you?” He asked as I walked past him.

I looked back at the man leaning against the wall, he licked his lips before standing up and swaying over to me “what are you talking about” my eyes narrowed “I heard you were coming along and changed the plans” “why” I took a step back expecting an answer. Rafe obviously didn’t give me one “let’s get going, places to go people to see” “questions to answer” I yelled after him. “Did I tell you you look hot today?” He waited at the door for me so he could lock it. “Your so full of shit” I rolled my eyes walking straight past him. Yet again.

A few minutes later we set off, I was no stranger to Sarah’s huge boat we often went on trips we were really close and I was close with her family too, I practically grew up with them but Rafe hardly spoke to me until this year. We stood up at the top talking and laughing for ages “I’m just going to the bathroom give me a sec” Sarah told me “actually I was gonna ask if you girls wanted to give it a go steering the boat” Rafe said from the steering wheel. “Yeah! You teach y/n till I’m back” Sarah nodded to me before running down the stairs. “Coming down or what?” Rafe smirked up at me.

“Are you still gonna be an ass or what” I clung on to the rail stepping down mimicking him. “That’s to be determined” rafe out his hand out “I can do it.. thanks” I reached the bottom sorting out my hair because of the wind, the steps down to the steering wheel didn’t have a rail and it seems I was scared of falling in to the sea, that was a problem. Rafe picked me up by my waist and put me down at the steering wheel. I slapped his hand off me staring at him “it would have taken you thirty years to get down them steps” Rafe took control of the wheel again looking out on to the sea.

“Beautiful thought isn’t it” I asked him, he turned around looking at me “yes she is” rafe looked me up and down then winked, I laughed slapping him again. “You trying this or what?” Rafe question nodding to the steering wheel “what if I crash the boat” “where?” He laughed looking out at the clear ocean “on- a shark or something” “your scared your gonna crash the boat… on a shark” Rafe lifted his eye brows up “or something” I reminded him “come here” his hand latched to my waist repeatedly and he pulled me in front of him holding my hands in place. His body right behind mine.

“Your not gonna crash” his stomach vibrated behind me with a laugh “so what were your original plans?” I asked him after a while of drowning in the awkward silence. “My plans was to go to tops party tonight and do lines and get drunk but I’d rather talk to you” “wow, choosing me over coke- I’m honoured” I rolled my eyes sarcastically. “Should be, I don’t even chose my hoes over coke” he whispered in my ear, I turned just my neck around looking at him. “Don’t think I’m gonna be one of them hoes Rafe” “I don’t want you to be one of my hoes” he told me seriously. “Then what do you want me to do?” I turned around to him with half a smile.

“What I want and reality are two different things” rafes eyes hit the floor. And that was the first time I’d had a talk with Rafe and he didn’t have one of his stupid hot smiles on his stupid hot face. He wasn’t joking here. “But- what do you want” my eyebrow raised but Sarah kinda ruined the moment when shouting up at us “hey y/n how you getting on?” “Terrible! Rafe is a shit teacher” I shouted back at her. Rafes grin came back again and he shook his head “you got banter huh” he asked stepping backwards. Sarah and wheezie came in to the cabin, “what you guys talking about” his little sister asked.

“Hoes” I answered for him “he’s a good teacher when it comes to hoes” Sarah rolled her eyes. We stayed a while longer Rafe taught them two to drive the boat, obviously not the same way he taught me. Though he did keep looking back at me every now and again. We made it to the island and Rafe stoped the boat before it really did crash. “Let’s go get changed” Sarah grabbed my hand whisking me away. We both put on our bikinis and when we got back up on top ward rose and wheezie were already in the water.. “Jump!” Wheezie shouted over at us “no way” I shook my head but Sarah jumped in screaming woohoo.

“Your really not gonna jump?” Rafe appeared with no top on and just his shorts. I almost passed out. “fucking hell Cameron” i smirked “could say the same thing but wouldn’t wanna boost your ego” “shame I really care about your opinion” I folded my arms “anyway I’m going to clime down, safely” “what if I can insure that you jumping in would be safe?” He raised his eyebrows “you can’t…” I was then lifted off the deck and pulled into rafes body with his muscular arms “dont you Dare! Rafe! No put me down” I clung on to his neck tightly making my self as small as possible “don’t you trust me?” He asked standing on the side. Before I could answer we were falling through the air then plunging deep to the clear bule water.

He kept his promise and didn’t let go of me making sure I was safe until we surfaced. “I’m gonna kill you!” I rubbed the water off my face, wrapping my arms around his neck again his still being on my waist. “Don’t lie that was fun” he laughed at me taking my hair out my face “a bit” I rolled my eyes with a smile. “Y/n, let’s check out the land” Sarah looked her brother up and down. I remembered where I was and took my hands off him pushing away “um, thanks” I turned away “oh and Rafe” I turned back around going back to him “you look kinda hot with your hair wet” I said quite hushed with a wink.

He giggled as I swam away towards the land following Sarah “what was that?” She looked at me quite seriously “what?” I asked confused “with Rafe… what was that whole- thing” “nothing… we’re just getting along” “your not fucking my brother are you?”. I choaked on my laugh, “what? Of course I’m not” “do you like him” sara folded her arms “do I have a crush on Rafe” I repeated for her, Sarah just stared at me “of course not” I pulled a face “well keep it that way yeah… I don’t want you involved with him he’s a dick head” she told me linking our arms.

We hung about on the little island for hours there was a forest which me and Sarah liked to sit In because of the shade. The water was so nice and ward had a barbecue that we ate later on in the day when It was becoming some what dark. “I just wanna say thanks for inviting me I’ve had- so much fun today” I smiled holding a marshmallow on the fire “your practically part of the family y/n” ward smiled shrugging “your like a sister to them three”. Rafes eyebrows flickered and head snapped up like he was disgusted. I side looked him and he quickly changed his face.

“We ran out of marshmallows and I’m tried so I think I’ll go bed” sarah stood up stretching. “I’ll come” wheezie took her sisters hand pulling her up “y/n you coming” “not yet, I’ll be up later” “okay” she smiled the two disappeared into the dark water. Rafe moved over once they where gone taking off his jumper and passing it to me. “I’m- fine” “your teeth chattering is distracting” he put it around me himself “it’s like a dress on me” I laughed softly zipping it up “you do look quite good in my clothes” he whispered so his parents didn’t hear. “Shut up” I laughed sitting down next to him putting my head on rafes shoulder.

“Your Hair smells salty” he told me laughing “you ruined it” I shook my head going to get up “no no” he said folding his arms around me pulling me back down. “Seriously what is going on with you two?” Rose asked from her husbands arms. “Nothing” I said really quickly looking up at them “mmh” ward laughed at us “we didn’t see what way you went if Sara asks” rose fluttered her eye at us. Rafe Chuckled when we looked at each other “come on”. My eyes went wide but I took his hand anyway, grabbing a flashlight. We both ran giggling in to the forest “Rafe it’s so dark” I stopped us after a while of walking.

“You scared y/l/n?” He grinned holding my waist “yeah…” I trailed off looking in to the distance “don’t be you’ve got me” he looked in to my eyes and with that I leant up on my tippy toes and kissed him. I couldn’t even blame my actions on something stupid like the alcohol it’s was just purely what I wanted. Rafe pulled away a few seconds later after kissing me back “did you just kiss me?” He asked confused. “Yea…” “why” “I dunno Rafe- something about today is just different between us- why’d you kiss me back” “because- I’ve wanted to do that for a while” “you… what?”

“It’s a long story- can I explain later?” “Well, what we gonna do in the meantime” he picked me up and my legs wrapped around his waist as I kissed him again. “I’m not gonna be one of your hoes Rafe” I told him “believe me y/n I’m not going to fuck you for the first time in the woods” “for the first time?” I questioned putting my hands through his hair. He formed a dangerous smile which excited me. “We should get back gorgeous” “let’s not be hasty” I smirked leaning back in. This kiss was different, out of all three this one was full of the most fire and passion. Both of us moving in sink faster and faster. It came to a close because it hadn’t, we would have fucked in the woods.

Rafe and I walked back to where the fire was, ward and rose had gone back to the boat now so it was just us. We laid down on the blankets, my head on his chest not really caring if they saw us any more “glad you cancelled your plans then?” “Very glad” he chuckled silently “same” I told him “yeah no chance you would have had as much fun with out me” “well I wouldn’t have burnt because no one would have ran away with my sun cream” I smiled reaching for his hand. “You also wouldn’t have learnt how to do a decent Marshmallow” “hey! mine were good” “yours were terrible” Rafe shook his head “we better go to the boat or imma fall asleep here”

I sat up looking at him chewing my lip “I’d rather fall asleep here with you then go up here and sleep on my memory-foam bed” he rolled his head over in my direction “so I’m better than coke and memory- foam I’m on a roll today”. Rafe laughed puting his arms out so I wouldn’t get up and go “your a such a softy” I smirked “I can be… I guess” he whispered and that was the last thing said before we drifted off. We both luckily woke up early so nobody saw us. Things were exactly the same in the morning flirting and in secret kissing. I was glad to know he didn’t just want me for sex. The boat journey back was quite quick actually, me and Sarah didn’t really leave each other’s sides.

We docked around 10am in a flash and everyone was carrying stuff off the ship “what now then?” Rafe blinked down at me I looked at him, “I don’t wanna go back to pretending i just see you as my sisters annoying friend” “what do you see me as” I wondered to him stacking some boxes “I dunno- the girl I’ve had a crush on for several months”. My head snapped looking at him “what…” “I like you y/n ain’t it obvious?! I thought teasing you was the best way to get your attention- if you think about it… it kind of worked” he half smiled. “Y/n say something” he sighed looking in to my blank face. “I left this port thinking you were the most annoying guy in the world- and I’ve come back head over heels for you”

Rafe fought back the smile on his face “dose that mean…” “I like you back Cameron” I rolled my eyes grabbing him my the T-shirt kissing him softly. them words made my heart skip a beat and I’m sure Rafe could feel it against his chest though still we tried getting closer to each other. “For a second I thought you were about to run away” he whispered “no” I laughed shaking my head close to his. “I really fucking like you back” I told him mirroring his bright smile.

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