#my mom would threaten to give me away a lot as punishment for not being a good kid

[bangarangdarling]

blame the “hitting on your mom as a punishment” tiktok i just saw that literally blew my brain up. established because they’re disgustingly in love and because i say so

Eddie would normally consider himself pretty immune to the roar of arguing teenagers. Chaos surrounds their little Party. They’re not a quiet bunch when all together. It’s all shoving and yelling, giggling and roughhousing. Carpet-burned battle scars from the floor of Steve’s living room.

Lord knows Eddie himself wasn’t an inside-voice kind of person. He was certainly wont to standing on coffee tables and screeching demands for the remote when it was unjustly stolen away by villainous hands.

Eddie loved these people to death, and they were a lot of fucking fun to hang out with, it’s just this...this was an unreal level of noise. A normal sleepover night turned a little too rowdy, the adolescents celebrating the start of Summer with a bang.

Steve had already asked them to keep it down four times this evening. Nothing seemed to calm them. Not requests. Not threats of being sent home. Usually their Dungeon Master threatening their characters’ souls did the trick, but no go. 

Getting teenagers to listen? A feat more impossible than defeating creatures from an alternate universe. 

Dustin and Erica were in a bitching match about the best D&D class. Lucas and Mike had been fighting over movie choices for the last half hour. Eddie’s money was on the VHS player breaking before that, the constant mishandling and shoving of tapes had the poor thing practically smoking.

Will, ever the diplomat, was trying to be an impartial party when asked his movie opinions. Which, of course, caused more yelling. 

Max and El had been the only ones being semi-quiet, but that quickly ended when they followed through on their surprise attack pillow fight, pummeling the boys senseless and causing the already unbearable volume to kick into overdrive. Eddie could practically feel Steve’s migraine building, even from where the dude had retreated to the kitchen. Dinner had been pizza. Quick. Easy. Clean. Or, it would have been if it hadn’t had been for the food fight. Steve was still in there scrubbing cheese out of his parents’ tiled backsplash. Dishes clattered in the distance when the cacophony hit its crescendo. 

It was the proverbial straw. 

“Alright, that’s it! Hey. Come on, guys. Knock it off,”

Nothing. 

“HEY!”

He maybe overdid it that time, but the absolute ear-splitting boom of a yell he let out stopped the ruckus dead. 

Silence rang for a beat.

Huh. Maybe Eddie should try out incorporating that into his music. He honestly hadn’t known he could get to that range. 

The teenagers in the room stared at him, not cowed in the slightest, but curious enough to know what the hell Eddie’s problem was. Max was the first one to quirk an eyebrow at him.  “Geez, need attention much?” 

Eddie folded his arms to show he meant business. “Steve has asked you guys to tone it down. You’re waking the fucking dead. Why don’t you guys, like, actually go be good human beings and help him clean up your mess you all made in the kitchen, huh?” 

Lucas snorted. “Yeah, okay, mom. Why don’t you go help him, you guys will probably just make out in there, anyway.” 

It was a teasing comment. Meant to jokingly rib before getting back to doing whatever the hell they wanted to do.

But, see. That just gave him an idea. 

Never let it be said Eddie couldn’t be creative with his punishments. He was a DM after all. 

“Alllllllright. New plan. Listen up or suffer, ankle biters,” 

He really didn’t appreciate the snickers that brought about when he was trying to be intimidating. Rude. 

“You going to send us to our room or something? I’m real scared,” Erica’s scathing, dry wit was unparalleled, truly. 

“Nope. Better. It’s a new rule: You little shitheads give me attitude and don’t listen, I hit on your babysitter.”

It was silent for a minute, brains audibly computing that statement and coming up ERROR. Will hesitantly spoke up. 

“Uh, Eddie, I really don’t think that’s--”

“Yeah, what the fuck?” Mike interrupted. “Why would you beating up Steve hurt us? I mean, like, I guess it would emotionally, but that’s fucked up, man.” 

Eddie rolled his eyes, still smirking wickedly as his plan solidified.  “Oh, I don’t mean that kind of hitting, young Wheeler. Though, it may yet get physical--Hey, Steve?” He called out. The sink in the kitchen shut off after a second.

“Yeah?” 

“Can you come here?” 

The kids shuffled around on the floor warily as the other man walked into the living room. The energy had obviously shifted, it was probably an odd vibe to walk in to, but Eddie cut Steve off before he could ask any questions.

“You tired?”

“Uh, no. I’m fine--”

“It’s just you just keep on runnin’ through my mind constantly. I figured you’d be exhausted, sweetheart,” Eddie purred, the words cloyingly sweet and full of exaggerated charm. 

There was a countdown, three, two, one...

A collective groan let out. A few uncomfortable laughs.  “Dude, what the hell?” 

“You guys agreed not to be gross in front of us!”

“Oh, my god, can I actually get sick from how cheesy that was?” 

Eddie had to work at keeping in character when his very first line had pulled the intended reaction. He was already reaching forward to curl an arm around Steve, pulling him in in a slow, sultry attempt at being smooth. 

“What? Can’t I be sweet on my guy? You all will understand when you’re in love one day. Right, sugar?” 

Fake gags and retching sounds, too dramatic to be real protests, but still indignant and annoyed. Eddie was pretty sure Dustin slapped a hand over his eyes.

“Uh...yes?” Steve, who had previously looked like a car accident had happened directly in front of him, was catching on to the play. He eyed the disgruntled floor-children with a growing grin and let Eddie snuggle up to him.

God, his baby was so clever. He always knew what Eddie was thinking. 

Too busy having a non-verbal conversation with Steve on how to best annoy the kids, Eddie didn’t see Mike turning his attention back to the tv. He did, however, hear him telling the others to “Just ignore them, they’ll get all gushy and leave us alone.” 

Oh, Michael, Michael. Wrong move. 

“How you doing, babygirl?” Steve flushed, deep and red and--huh. Okay. Revisiting that one in the future. “You good? You need anything? Your head hurting, sweet thing? I can kiss it better,”  Eddie ducked forward to kiss Steve’s cheek. It was chaste, a sweet little thing...that Eddie made infinitely worse by the smacking, obnoxious kissy sounds he emulated there. The chorus of groans and protests started up again. He didn’t even pull his face away to call over to them. 

“I’m sorry, is that attitude? Am I hearing more attitude?”

“Dude, Eddie, noooo!” 

“Jesus, it’s like watching your parents make out, oh my god.” 

“You guys, let’s just go already,” 

“Yeah, I’ll take washing dishes over this,” 

The grossed out teenagers whooshed past them. Grumbling and glaring--except Eleven, who smiled up at them sweetly--leaving Steve and Eddie standing in the living room, still wrapped up together. 

It was too tempting then, with the kids safely out of range, for Eddie to resist the temptation to drop his kisses a little lower down Steve’s neck. To let them get a little less chaste. Just a little.

What can he say? He’s a weak man. 

“That was evil,” Steve hummed. His shoulders dropped, though, relaxing into Eddie’s hold, the closest thing they’ve had to quiet all night settling in. 

“Hey, I accomplished two things. Got them to chill out and I get the perk of feeling you up in the middle of sleepover night. It’s a win-win.” 

A crash and a muffled argument broke out in the kitchen before Steve could respond to that. 

The audible scuffling was cut off by Eddie calling out “Your ass looks great in these jeans tonight, Harrington!” 

The fierce whispers and shushing were enough to get both of the older boys cackling loudly. 

#Listen this is cheesy and poorly written but i HAD to #go find that tik tok because it was hilarious but also radiated love and healthy parenting #they called it 'gentle parenting with malicious intent' looooool #steddie #the party #my brain vomit

[restinslices]

If Kuai Liang Was A Sub

This has been sitting on my docs and for whatever reason, I didn’t post it. Anyway imma make the same disclaimer I did for Bi-Han’s part. I am a virgin. I get zero bitches. Absolutely zero play. Take everything I say with a grain of salt and if you think it’s inaccurate then damn. Idk. Minors MOOOOVEEE.

I feel like unlike Bi-Han, he'd be way more accepting of his role. Bi-Han is like, "sub? could never be me!", and Kuai Liang is like "yeah, absolutely"

I could see foreplay being his thing. To him, what adds up to sex is just as important as sex. 

Honestly I think he'd see all parts of sex as equally important. The leading up to, the actual act, and the aftercare. 

Remember when I said Bi-Han pissed you off on purpose because he enjoyed punishments? I don't think Kuai Liang would be like that. 

Don't get me wrong, he could do stupid shit at times or break rules but I feel like it'd legit be on accident. 

Like you'd tell him he can't touch you as you ride him, but he'd completely forget that and do it anyway. 

Your pleasure to him would be the most important. If he doesn't cum, it's a bummer. But you not cumming? Absolutely not. 

He moans loudly and gasps. idk why I get this vibe, but I do. 

He's also shameless. I feel like if someone was like "I heard you having sex last night", Bi-Han would be confrontational. Tomas would be embarrassed. Kuai Liang would apologize but would turn around and ask you to fuck him harder this time. 

Because let's bffr, what is anyone gonna do to him? 

He'd be into being tied up by his own ropes. It'll be all he could think of when he's using them in other situations and honestly? Gets him determined to return home to you. 

Kinks I'd think he'd have would be restraints, overstimulation, roleplay, orgasm control, praise and/or degradation (idk if he'd like one over the other. pick whichever you like), and dare I say a knife kink?

Obviously don't fucking stab him but some threatening? He's into it. 

He loves making you feel good and loves when you use him to make yourself feel good 

Adding onto that, idk why but he's giving "ride me in my sleep" energy. consensually of course, this would obviously be something discussed. 

I can't put my finger on why, but I just really feel like he'd enjoy waking up to you using him. Maybe he enjoys the thought that you constantly want him. Once again though, this would be something discussed beforehand. Don't just try this shit at home. This would require lots of talks, boundaries, knowing when it'd be ok, shit like that. imma say it again, do not randomly try this shit. 

A punishment I think he'd hate is not being able to touch you. He'd be away a lot on Liu Kang's orders, so when you're together he wants to touch you so he remembers it when he's away. When you're having sex, he especially wants to touch you. So you saying "no" would be hard for him

I know we're mainly talking about sex but I think it'd be more than that for him. I'm not saying you control everything he does but this man is probably stressed out all the time. He has two brothers who have constant beef (which is one sided fr), he's probably still missing his dad, he's constantly risking his life for others, and life just has a lot of bullshit going on. 

Serving Earthrealm means he's always doing stuff for other people. So sometimes he likes when you're the one choosing what he'll do for the day because he knows you'll pick stuff that would benefit him. Does that make sense?

Like, non sexually you may say “hey I want you to go take a long bath, then put some clothes on. I already have the water and your clothes ready”. Shit like that. Don't get it misconstrued, you're not becoming his mom. You're just taking more of a leadership role, which he appreciates. 

Sexually though, it'd tie into orgasm control. You'd tell him what to do, where to touch, when to stop, where to look, etc. He knows whatever you're having him do is to make him feel good. To put himself first, which he has a hard time doing. 

I'm not saying y'all don't have straight “I'm tryna fuck” type of sex, but I think he'd enjoy some soft stuff occasionally. Helps him relax. 

As for aftercare I think unlike Bi-Han, he'd enjoy talking after. Especially depending on what was going on. 

Softer sex probably results in cuddling then talking about whatever. Something more intense would include a breather, checking in, then whatever else he needs. Sometimes it's a bath immediately, sometimes it's playing with his hair to bring him back down. 

Sometimes it's you reminding him that he's doing his best. Sex can be a good way to relieve tension, but it's not a permanent fix. You like to remind him that he's a good person and sometimes bad shit happens to good people. Just a nice deep chat. 

He gives me “I'm tryna find my wife” at the club vibes, idk. is that outta line?😭

He's not as soft as Tomas but he's not as hardheaded as Bi-Han. He's a nice in between. 

Y’all already know Tomas is next. Stay tuned

#Kuai Liang #kuai liang x reader #kuai liang x y/n #kuai liang mk1 #kuai liang scorpion #kuai liang smut #scorpion smut #sub kuai liang #sub character #sub scorpion #Ngl he’s my favorite #mk1 smut #mortal kombat smut

[thesunfyre4446]

As for punishing Alicent, Aemond and Criston - I will give my TB perspective if I may :)

I support the idea that Alicent should be punished. Just like Luke should. It's more about "how to punish one person for hurting the king's child without punish another person for hurting the king's child." Aemond was kid, but Rhaenyra was heir to the trone. Luke should be punished (NOT by having his eye gouged out), but Alicent can't go unpunished. He took Aemond's eye, she attacked Rhaenyra and wounded her with valyrian steel to the bone. They both should be punished.

Criston should face the same consequences as all the rest of the guards who guarded the royal family in Driftmark. No one checked that Aemond (the prince) did not reach the bed at all. He disappeared in the evening and didn't come back, and no one noticed. What if he fell off a cliff? If Vhagar rejected him? They would find his body or ashes and… what? The two heirs and two granddaughters of the Lord of Driftmark/the king's nieces left the castle unnoticed in the middle of the night to fight "someone who is stealing Vhagar". They didn't know it was Aemond. They could have died. They would find their bodies or they wouldn't and... what?

As for Aemond. In my opinion he knew what he was doing was wrong, that's why he ran away to do it in the middle of the night. He should have known that he shouldn't run away in the night LIKE he was stealing dragon, and go and bond with it properly, under proper supervision, like every other Targaryen had done before him. He should have known that he couldn't use the dragon as a death threat against his younger cousins who lost their mother to the dragon. I know he didn't know them. But he should understand how empathy works and that he's a child who shouldn't be threatening to use a dragon as a weapon. Every child, not just Luke, should understand that escalating violence (physically or verbally, as Aemond did) is wrong.

This is my opinion and one that I know I share with other TBs I know. Some people have… weird ideas, but it works both ways. Some TBs say Aemond should be sent to the Wall, and some TGs say Luke should be completely disinherited, mutilated and his dragon killed. Both attitudes are wrong.

thank you for your input!

i will say that rhaenyra offering to have aemond "sharply questioned" & taunting alicent with that "thank you, father" line & alicent just being very upset and distraught over her son losing his eye is what prompted her to finally lose it and attack rhaenyra. it's not something she was proud of & regretted it the next morning (i really wish that from that moment on the show would make alicent more like her book counterpart... but she was obvs regretting snapping out lol)

technically yeah she attack rhaenyra with a knife, but this fandom's unwillingness to sympathies and recognize alicent's pain is very upsetting to me. i'm seeing a lot of posts like "alicent should've been killed & locked up & whipped" and i'm like... are you fr? this woman is clearly upset and hurt over her son's injury. even rhaenyra and viserys or even daemon never tried to get alicent punished.

wrt to aemond - according to f&b he was sneaking out because he knew his parents would never allow him near vhagar. like i've said, he was supposed to return to KL very soon, and vhagar couldn't come with them to the dragonpit because she's too big. would she just disappear like she had when baelon died? would she go to dragonstone - that's very possible. but he couldn't go to dragonstone since his mom and rhaenyra are beefing.

and considering aemond's character. it was something he wanted to do on his own. he wanted to prove himself. & was 10 and didn't really think through the whole thing. we really don't know much about how targs claim dragons. there aren't any rules. you can just try to mount them and hope for the best lol i think that a dragon also chooses the rider based on personality. vhagar and aemond bonded over feeling lonely . that and aemond's bravery is exactly why vhagar accepted him. and wrt to empathy, listen, not going to justify what he said to the girls, but kids can be really really mean lol aemond's not shown to be very empathic in general & especially not to 2 strangers standing together with his bullies.

anyway, yeah, physical punishments are always bad. especially to kids???? i blame mostly viserys for not showing his son & alicent that he cared about them & just handling the whole situation very badly. in f&b he banishes harwin to harrenhall & sends rhaenyra to dragonstone & makes that threat that he'll cut the togues of anyone who speaks against rhaenyra's family. that makes so much more sense then show version.

#hotd #asks #house of the dragon #rhaenyra targaryen #aemond targaryen #alicent hightower #lucerys strong #viserys hate club #anti viserys i targaryen

[swanqueen1215]

Opinion on the meaning of the songs in Beetlejuice The Musical

Songs centered on Beetlejuice and Lydia

I've noticed that Lydia and Beetlejuice's songs are intrinsically related to the name and being invisible, I think it's pretty obvious, but I've also found some other things.

In the prologue we can find this sentence:

"You're invisible when you're sad"

And:

"Is it being greedy to need somebody to see me

And say my name?"

And in Dead Mom, we'll find this part

"I'll go insane if things don't change

Whatever it takes to make him say your name, Dead Mom!"

And in Invisible: Reprise:

"You're invisible when you're me"

And:

Can you...

See me?

Yeah

You can see me!

I'm gonna have a new best friend!!

We can know that they both feel invisible (obviously) and find in each other the validation they need. Also apparently saying that person's name automatically gives her visibility, like in the song Dead Mom, Lydia wants her father to say her mother's name, so that he stops treating her as if she doesn't exist. That brings me to mind that the personification of invisibility is Beetlejuice and his signature song is:

"Say My Name"

And the song in which the two collide, which I personally like to call, "the bonding song" is:

That Beautiful Sound

Both people who felt invisible, finally collide... And it's a great respite for the two of them. Both finally feel recognized by the other.

"Hey look at me! (we're looking at you girl)"

"I'm finally free (You're finally free girl!)"

"I was invisible (she was invisible)"

"But now they all see!!"

Only in that beautiful moment do they feel that they don't need anyone but each other, since their company is enough.

They both feel seen and valued by someone who understands the pain and suffering of being alone.

But that feeling of closeness between Beetlejuice and Lydia is cut off as abruptly as it began. And he could say that it was Lydia who broke his heart, because Beetlejuice immediately feels that she betrayed him by breaking off their friendship and abandoning him to find her mother.

I have a slight suspicion that Beetlejuice wanted Lydia to be his wife, because he was already perfectly happy with her and didn't want that happiness to be taken away from him again.

Now let's talk a little bit about the song:

The Whole Being Dead Thing Pt 3 & Good Old Fashioned Wedding

We all know that everything Beetlejuice did was to put Lydia up against the wall and force her to marry him... But there's something that baffles me a bit. Beetlejuice was ready in just a few seconds to force his only friend to marry him, revealing a sad truth. Beetlejuice is always ready to receive a "no" or maybe he's always ready to fight for his interests because it's very likely that a lot of people have failed him.

And after hearing the "ok, I'll do it, I'll marry you," he was so excited that he revealed something that my sister made me realize.

Not only was Beetlejuice considering Lydia as a good choice to marry, but she is the ONLY OPTION for him...

But everything would fall apart when Lydia would rather go to Netherworld than share her life with him.

But, up to this point, Lydia has already betrayed him twice, it's obvious that Beetlejuice's ego is in tatters, obviously she's hurt him a lot and if she's not the one marrying him, then no one would be...

So, as if it were a punishment, Beetlejuice, shattered by her second betrayal, threatened to kill everyone present.

On top of that, without Lydia, there was no longer anything to tie him down to anyone present, although I would like to point out that Delia was still an option.

(But I'll talk about that in another post)

Now, let's talk about the elephant in the room...

My Creepy Old Guy

Phew, I have several things to say about this song...

Contrary to what many think, I don't think this song is a mockery of Beetlebabes fans.

1- This song is a joke for the audience and a mockery of the cultures that continue to do this type of practice (marrying a minor to an adult man) It's also a joke that most women understood, as it's a reference to the sexual harassment we receive when we go out on the street just for existing, and the fact that Lydia finds this "cute and vile" is a very funny contradiction. It's also why we can find Lydia leading the song (and Beetlejuice's footsteps throughout the entire stage). If you notice, both Adam and Charles have only two sentences in the entire song, which allows the women to talk about the harassment they have received almost their entire lives.

2- They don't romanticize the wedding, we all know he's forcing it on her, just to get that "green card thing," It's very obvious that the song is a very funny irony... It turns out that Lydia "suddenly" has a crush on the guy she just met and who just forced her into a marriage she didn't want.

But there's some of what we're missing.

That "something" is that we're missing Beetlejuice's point of view in this scene...

What happens is that Beetlejuice really believed that Lydia was in love with him and for a moment he thought that he wasn't actually forcing her...

And that's what Lydia really wanted to do... And so she continued the charade:

"Everywhere, fellas would stare

Out on the street"

"And I felt used

Kinda confused"

"I would refuse to look in their eyes"

"But now I really love creepy old guys"

"We all do!"

I love Beetlejuice's reaction in this scene. Because immediately after listening to it, Beetlejuice gets excited to find out and his face is like:

No...

...fucking...

...way!!

REALLY?!

Then we have this part:

"They make me blush"

(Can't get enough)

"Now one of 'em loves me, wants to be mine"

(That's right)

"Marrying my own creepy old guy!"

At this point, Lydia assures that Beetlejuice loves her and that she does want to be with him, but he doesn't get it until he understands that they are referring to him.

(I'm a creepy old guy!!)

And when he gets it, he's really surprised and he's like:

Oh, my God... I'M THE CREEPY OLD GUY!

Then we have this part:

(I am older, but I'm glad I waited)

I would have loved to know what he meant in that part, until I remembered it... Beetlejuice is referring to the part where he stayed at the Deetz-Maitlands' house to make them victims of his wrath. But just before he can lash out at anyone, she appears... as if he was waiting for her... (Like a real wedding!!)

Now, I want to mention something... Beetlejuice's reactions are the whole song, they show him very moved... He truly believes that they love him.

And an honorable mention to Barbara for this reaction:

(He's like:)

Oh, my God... See?? She loves me! She loves meeee!!!!

Yes dear, whatever you say... 🙂😐

For obvious reasons, Charles would never agree to something like this, but he trusts his daughter and the plan... But still, he lets his true feelings be seen through a single sentence:

"Have you guys seen "Lolita"?"

"This is just like that, but fine"

For some who don't know, Lolita was a novel that became a movie. It is the story of a mentally ill man named Humbert who ruins his entire life by becoming obsessed with an underage girl named Dolores.

I have a slight suspicion that Charles wants to see Beetlejuice ruined in the same way that Humbert does.

Then we have this part:

"I know that on the outside he's disgusting"

"And even on the inside, he's disgusting"

"But I know that this time, I'm makin' it right"

Under Beetlejuice's eyes, this doesn't sound bad... It even sounds hopeful, meaning that even if he's unpleasant, she wants to get off to a good start with him.

After a while, we can finally hear him:

"I found me a wife"

"L'chaim to life"

"This is so normal!"

"I was ignored"

"But now, I'm adored!"

"'Cause I extorted, tortured, and lied"

"Give it up for my underage bride!"

This is a very sad thing... Beetlejuice has never been the object of love and affection, That's why he thinks the whole song is proof enough that they love him... And what breaks my heart is knowing that Beetlejuice said he would give all that for his wife... It also breaks my heart to know that Beetlejuice gave up all his trust with so little acceptance from everyone in the house...

He's genuinely enraptured by the way everyone in the house is treating him... It's not hate, it's not disgust, it's not anger. Everyone is being kind, generous, understanding and supportive and that touches him...

Everything is so perfect for him

Too perfect actually...

When Beetlejuice is brought to life, it is saturated with many MANY sensations, feelings, and sounds.

I personally believe that if Lydia had tried to calm him down instead of murdering him, he really wouldn't have killed anyone. And I like to think that from there, only she could reassure him and thus, he would be like a little puppy looking for the affection of his owner...

I think that, to calm him down, it would be enough just to touch him... Let us remember that he has been deprived of genuine contact and affection, so a single touch of her fingers and a few words would be enough to make him desist from any act of violence.

But, he was killed for not being able to control something he never had...

Which reminds me of this phrase:

"It's good to trust someone, but not trusting anyone is better"

Well, to finish, Beetlejuice was really deceived by Lydia, due to the conditions of both of them... The two of them were lonely and abandoned, so Beetlejuice was willing to believe Lydia whenever she approached him with "good intentions". Beetlejuice's appreciation for Lydia blinded him and he was hurt three times in a row in the same night for believing her.

That's all for now!

Thanks for reading my soliloquy! Bye!! 😘💕💖

#beetlejuice #beetlejuice animated #beetlejuice 1988 #beetlebabes #beetlelyds #beetlejuice the musical #I think labels aren't quite right #I'm sorry if there are any mistakes

[stereklyrics]

Stiles and Allison are twins and they were raised by Chris (and only Chris) 'cause Chris was Claudia's best friend — Claudia was a hunter, but a good and sane one, she also had magic, so...yeah — and when the Sheriff started drinking a lot, Chris just thought it would be better if he took Stiles and Allison for a while, but for a while became him legally adopting the twins 'cause the Sheriff died in duty. Chris then takes Stiles and Ally away from Beacon Hills and never plans to go back to the city that took so much of him and his kids.

Time goes by and the twins are now 17 and Chris needs to go back to Beacon Hills 'cause the Argent Matriarch wants him to end Gerard and Kate once and for all, seeing that they're a shame for the Argent name. Chris gives Stiles and Allison a option: they can go back with him or stay in the city they're living now. Chris promises that if they choose to stay he won't hold it against them. Both decide to go.

When they arrive at the Beacon Hills High School, Scott was immediately obsessed with Allison, and she wasn't interested 'cause her interest was all on Lydia. Scott kept stalking Allison and asking her out and being creepy in general. Stiles had enough, he started asking around about Scott and found out Scott is a Werewolf, which is good for him he can use that to threaten Scott, since he and Allison were trained to be hunters by their mom and Chris since they were like 4 or something. Stiles tries threatening Scott in every way possible, but it doesn't seem to go through the stupid wolf's head he's being threatened so Stiles just says "Fuck it" and shoots Scott's ass...Literally. Stiles shoots Scott right in the ass, with arrows and bullets (silver bullets, 'cause he isn't shooting to kill). And even if they don't get along, Scott goes to whine about it to Derek.

Derek knows that there's a hunter family that just moved to Beacon Hills, but he expected them to be sane and reasonable, since they followed all rules and protocols, but apparently he was wrong. Derek goes to confront Stiles about why he shot an innocent werewolf, to which Stiles replies "Innocent? I'm sorry but your beta might be innocent of murder, but he isn't innocent AT ALL. He has been stalking my sister since we moved here, you see, she likes them sane so she didn't waste time on him. She is tired of telling him to leave her alone. I'M tired of threatening your fucking stupid beta to stay away from my sister. He doesn't listen. So yeah, I might have overreacted by shooting him so many times, but I can't say I wouldn't do it again 'cause I would. And if he still keeps being creepy and keeps stalking my sister, then I WILL shoot to kill and I wouldn't be punished for it 'cause I would be on my right." Derek stays silent for a bit and then says "Fair enough. Though I have to say, he's not my beta, he's part of my pack just enough to avoid having an omega running wild here." Stiles shrugs and says "Well, now that this is solved, is there anything else I can help you with?" to which Derek replies "Yes. You can go on a date with me, what do you think?" and Stiles replies "Why yes, I would be honoured to go on a date with you."

The date goes extremely well that 5 years later they get married. Allison and Lydia are the wedding planners. And Lydia proposes to Allison not long after Sterek's wedding.

#alternative universe #sterek au #sterek is eternal #eternal sterek #sterek #stiles and derek #stiles x derek #stiles stilinski x derek hale #allydia #allison and lydia #allison x lydia #allison argent x lydia martin #allison argent #lydia martin #bamf stiles #bamf allison #chris argent #stiles and allison are twins #stiles and allison are both so done with scotts bullshit #sterek fic prompt #fic idea #fic ideas #fic prompt #fic inspo #fic inspiration #fanfic idea #fanfic ideas #fanfic prompt #fanfic inspo #fanfic inspiration

[nerves-nebula]

Ok I've already talked about how your Donnie is just like me fr but Splinter taking all of his things really made me actually think about how my parents would threaten to do the same. I haven't thought about it in a long while but my parent's go to punishment was to threaten to throw away all of my things. They never actually went through with it but there were times when my dad would take a big trash bag and start putting my things in it. All the while my little child self (age 4-12) would be screaming and crying and pulling on him until he would "give in" (they never planned to actually take anything, just traumatize me) and dump everything out on my bed.

It also reminded me of how my mom would go into my room when she was pissed at me and throw shit around. Like, if there was stuff on my floor or on my window seat she would toss it every where, specifically on my bed. She mostly did this if she wanted me to clean my room, because in her mind if she made an even bigger mess then I'd have to clean it up. Jokes on her though because nowadays cleaning my room brings me so many negative emotions that I avoid doing it at all costs. So I forever live in filth >:)

Sorry for rambling but your post really just made me stop and think about how messed up that was. Because for years I thought that all parents must do that from time to time. And since mine never went through with it it must not actually be bad. So it was pretty nice to have someone call out that shitty behavior. Thanks bestie (⁠づ⁠｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡⁠)⁠づ

what is it with moms and traumatizing you into living in filth?? my mom did that too, though not so much later on (she got too busy to care I think) but she'd get really, really mad and be like "ok FINE I'LL DO IT FOR YOU" and rummage through our room "cleaning" for us but really just moving everything around and getting annoyed when we told her to stop cause she didn't know where things belonged/which things were important.

and obviously she'd say then WE should clean our room but like,,, we don't care about it being dirty. you're the one making up this whole issue ??

and its not like HER room was even that much cleaner than ours fasfashdhughdugs

anyway, i've gotten more into like, the ABUSE abuse in this AU recently, but there's a reason I called it neglected turtles and not abused turtles (other than TMNT acronym). i think a lot of the stuff im talking about here happens and people don't recognize it as the abuse it is. i personally relate to the label of neglect more, cause as much as the stuff my parents DID do sucked, a lot of the situation had to do with what they DIDN'T do.

we had food, but weren't always fed. we had bathrooms but weren't really taught hygiene. we had books and could read, but weren't taught the days of the week or the order of the months. and yet we were expected to fully know all of these things anyway.

and i think that's abusive, yes, but i feel like its abusive the way pretending to throw out your kids stuff is abusive. or yelling at them and tossing around their shit is abusive. which is to say, not technically bad enough on its own to get you taken away or anything, but certainly deeply damaging in a way i don't see talked about a lot. so im talking about it. cause its my blog and i want to!

AHH but now I'M the one rambling. idk if what I'm trying to say here makes sense haha, but even if every parent did that from time to time it'd still be shitty.

#nnstuff #child abuse tw #ask #asks are sweethearts

[tellywoodtrash]

channa mereya 31.10.22 lb

ginni came home and showed gulaabo ji the jala hua diary

gulaabo ji ecstatic

idk why tho

kuch bhi toh nahi rha diary ka, covers ke alaaava

gulaabo ji finally noticing ki hein why this fuckin burnt to a crisp

telling where you find this did you tell adi call him and tell him

ginni told truth

ginni shows pic of daarji and her dad

gulaabo dimpy shampy shock mein

lol the acting of the dimpy shampy kids tho

bless their hearts

udhar adi reading legal papers ke daarji has decided to give 50% of all assets to gulaabo ji and fam

ambar simmering in BG

taayiji like OMFG what we gonna do hum kangaal ho jayenge

dairy toh maine aise hi……

bwahahahaha

ambar is fuckin livid when he realises

oh god they're teaming up now

adi leaving with papers

ambar takes it from them and phaad diya

ambar doing bechara acting and said I'm stopping you from making a mistake

taayiji saying ginni and fam will just interpret this as you trying to put a monetary value and purchase their sammaan

blah blah they keep at it to brainwash stupid adi

and he's like yeah we should do what's right for ginni

lmaoooooooooo he's like ok so imma just take the lawyer to ginni's and let her decide how she wants compensation

ambar and taayiji like asjkdksdjksjdksjk 50% jaane ko tha ab poora ka poora chala jayga haath se

hahahahahahahahahaha

ginni lamenting ke she went to that fam unhe apna maanke

but daarji and ambar always knew whose daughter she was

and just kept cheating her

poora ka poora Singh parivaar fraud hai

gulaabo ji is in alag lvl of rage

ek toh business kharaab kiya

upar se ladki ki life bhi

she's about to burn this shit down

daaaaayum idk who's writing this show but the female characters are chefs kiss 🤌🏽🤌🏽🤌🏽

I was scared gulaabo ji would be back on her shaadi vyaah bs telling ginni to forgive it's ok it's sasuraal

but clearly ginni gets her rage from her mom lol

gulaabo ji chaaku leke nikli threatening to murder them all

ginni like wtf stop

gulaabo like tu sasural ki ho gyi hai kya fckin decide whose side you're on

ginni finally gets knife away and says i wanna punish them too but not like this

we got till the diary, now we have to tell the truth to world

ki what these ppl did to us

we will do it together as a fam

we will get justice for papaji

police case court case jo chaahe karenge

and we willlllllll fuck them up

adi here with lawyer

lmao if looks could kill

adi would be a pile of ash on the floor like that dhaaba was 2 weeks ago

adi like i've brought him so you can do all the proceedings

gulaabo ji like we don't want a hissa of your paapi business

kyun karoon main deal with the murderers of my husband

i gave you such a precious thing of mine, my daughter

and you proved me wrong

ok but why everyone yelling at HIM

for what his dad and grandad did

woh toh bechaara iss mulk mein bhi nahi tha

usko dhakke maar ke nikaala tha uske baap ne

anyway poor lil baby adi *pats his head*

lots of khari khoti being sunaofied to him

ginni like pls leave

adi saying pls i really didn't know

since i found out i've been dying in guilt pls i really love you

ginni like if you love me then why didn't you tell me the truth

coz you were scared. not of losing me. but that your family ka truth will be exposed.

btw she's not yelling haan

bohut rage hai but she's talking calmly

ginni says if you really wanna give me something, give me justice

tell the world what your family did to mine

i don't want you to throw money at this

i want healing

kaun sayaana yeh show likh rha hai yaaar 😭😭😭

itna logic saha nahi jaa rha

ginni asking bolo de sakte ho this justice

that the world learns ki what caliber ka chef my dad was

adi like i'll do it i promise

thinks about how daarji is sick and fighting for his life and tells ginni not now, let him become ok

ginni says good you care for your fam

so even i will

and you're just using daarji as an excuse to emotionally blackmail

girl pls let's calm down

anyway she's like my family should keep suffering but yours shouldnt face any inconvenience

he's begging pls just give me time

anyway she calls out his stupid fuckin family for driving her dad to madness and asks for accountability from them

he's still promising justice but need some time

she's like ok fine then

only talk to me through lawyers

that's it

he's determined ki i'll do what I said

precap: daarji asking for ginni and adi saying she didn't come back she wants justice

taayiji angry and yelling she just wants badla from us

also there's an angry mob outside their house

and someone threw ink on daarji

#channa mereya #cm lbs #episode liveblogs

[iamnotcoolenough]

I am compelled to put my coming to Jesus here.

*trigger warning I give some detail nothing too graphic but can be sad*

I grew up in an abusive household. My father was a abusive man, when I was punished it was excessive. He was quick to anger especially when things didn't go his way. My mother was checked out or tried to make it better by buying us things.

I've been kicked out of my home a lot by my father. Slept in the car more times than I can count, on the sides or roads under car washes, in the dead of winter and xuring rain storms or hot summer nights. I've stayed up for hours in mcdonalds play places until they kicked us out for the night, as a distraction from the fighting that had gone on.

My mom would eventually, out of fear or love or sadness, drag us back home with the false pretense things would change and get better. It never did it usually got worse. And sometimes she would weaponize my father against us. Us being my sister and I.

I wasn't a great sister. I grew up thinking king violence and being mean was normal. My father taught me young how to disrespect my mother by calling her a fat ass and a bitch and anything else he felt would be funny.

And by no means am I not ashamed of what I did to my sister and other members of my family. But my behavior was made to be funny and encouraged me to do so more. It was never reprimanded until later when I started becoming older.

I would often be compared to my sister. Which started a rivalry between us. I hated her. She got attention and love and kindness. And I was told I was the bad child because of how I disrespected my mother. When it was what I was taught to do by the person I spent most of my time with the person I also feared.

Anyways. Needless to say ther was alot of things going on that eventually came to a head and my mom pust out a restraining order on my father at the encouragement of her 2nd oldest sister and the fact that I told her I wish that they'd divorce, which I found out recently.

Now my dad was a alcoholic, he drown his problems with beer. And after that he came over and things really blew up. I thought I was going to die that day. Cops were called and living in our house was never the same after that.

My dad was pretty prominent figure in our town so you can say he didn't show up much after that. We were forced to go to his place everywhere weekend so he would keep giving my mom money, or he threatened to quit his job. Dunno why she never went through the courts but she didn't.

Anyways after that my grades in school sky rocketed because there was no stress anymore. I was getting g offers from colleges. I ended up going to community then art school.

After art school my mom moved to where I was living cus I couldn't stay with my then boyfriend, so I moved over by him to be close because he moved a hour away for work and had a pos of a car.

Moving back in with my mom brought back all the memories and trauma, on top of all the feelings I had of not getting a job after school moving back in with my mother. I felt like a loser on top of trauma being reduced into my life.

Everything spiraled down hill after that. I started smoking weed and drinking. I got depended on weed after a while. I couldn't handle life sober. All I wanted to do was be free and happy and I loved to just think k about the universe and what it all meant and I was trying to figure that out to maybe help with my own sadness.

I couldn't draw any more or write any more. It just all sucked I lost interest in everything I was miserable suicidal self harming. It went down hill so damn fast.

I had visions of me killing myself and dying. So much so that I just didn't care if I was going to die I proclaimed I wasn't afraid of death any more because I wouldn't remember it I'd just go I to another life that was similar, another reality so similar to this one I wouldn't be able to tell the difference and I'd never remember I died.

So it didn't matter.

On top of all that I was being sexually harassed at work by my boss. The fear of not finding another job kept me there along with the pay. It made me a miserable bitch. And i quit after 5 Years.

I then started working for a company own and run by jewish people and 90% of the employees are Jewish. It has a bit of relevance I think because it opened me up to God and Jesus more. Because at that point I only believed in them when it was convient to.

At this point I was into tarot cars nd crystals and the universe and God is source, that we are all individual peices of a greater conciousnesses. That we were all infinit infinities. Which I now know is the counterfeit of Christianity.

Anyways. I was into science and quantum mechanics and evolution and just trying to undertaand and figure out how my "epiphany" of what God was could git in witj science. One day whole watching a video on YouTube a video about Adam and eve came up, infact it was a video about paradise lost, the biblical fiction. And I clicked it because I was like sure a break from the science.

Well it lead me from one video to another to another and eventually it lead me to testimonies. One guy was involved in psychedelics and I was like shit me too. And I realized he had a similar world view when he was on drugs. And I was shook. And he was talking about how he came to Jesus and how he took mushrooms and saw demons and Jesus. Then I saw a psychic saying how ghosts are demons in disguise. T followed by a astrologers testimony to how she came to Jesus and it was just eye opening. Like I thought and believed in the same things they did and their lives are so different now.

So I was like okay screw it. Jesus if you're real save me.

In a instant it was all gone. The pain the constant thoughts of the past. The desire to smoke weed, the suicidal ideation everything gone.

It took a day to realize what had happened. To really come to terms with it. And I told my mom I came to Jesus. Like I pronounced it to my mom.

It was that night that really solidified it. I woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and when I got back I to bed I was in that in-between state of sleep and awake. Yknow that state where your body rapidly falls asleep so you have that feel like your falling and you jerk awake sleep.

Well I was in that state and I opened my eyes and in all vividness I saw the devil peering at me. His head through my wall as if he was too big to come inside. He was looking down at me with red eyes. The pentagram on his head blood covered his fur. He had four horns and the face of a goat.

I woke up so fast. My heart racing. I had this tapestry over my bed and all I could see in it was a demon face stating down at me so I tore it down. I was so terrified. Now mind you the videos I had watched that day didn't have a single image of the devil.

But anyways back to the testimony. I was able to eventually get back to sleep and again I found myself in my room. It was pitch black my door closed (I never close it (because I have cats that go in and out of my room) unless I am changing)) I was laying in my bed and something grabs my ankles and trying dragging me from my bed. And out of fear I close my eyes and clutch the cross I was now wearing and just kept saying Jesus please save me over and over and over again until it stopped and I was able to get out of my bed and run to the living roo. Where I saw my mother getting out of bed.

I then opened my eyes again and I was laying in bed mortified. Shaking to afatid to move. And then all I could hear was go to your mother.

So I did. And she asked if I was okay and I told her "I saw the devil." And she looked at me the wtf. So I told her what happened what I heard and she told me this. "Just focus on Jesus and everything else will be okay."

#jesus #jesus christ #faith #faith in jesus #faith in god #testemony #god is good #holy spirit #love #holy bible

[adjacent-thoughts]

My girlfriend is so full of shit. She ignores me. She looks me right in the eye as if she hears what I'm saying, and then she does the opposite. I don't mean shit to her. And then she's like, "Oh but I do love you!" Well then show it, bitch. She breaks my heart over and over again with her disingenuity. Just wastes my nights and all my efforts at stability with her emotional abuse. I am wasting my life here with her. Everything is a fucking trap with her. And I swear she salivates over my unhappiness. If I say any of this at all to her face, i have hell to pay. She silences me. She threatened to kick me out while my mom was in the middle of radiation. We're isolated. And she just acts like I'm crazy, and she's not doing anything wrong. Like her cruelties are the most benign breeze over my head. I am kindness. Every day I am kind. And I make simple requests, just simple instructions I want her to carry out. Normal things you should be able to accomplish together with someone on a partnership. But it is like, as my mother once said, "It's like I'm talking to a wall." My mother wasn't very mature when handling children. She also said things like, "I'm at the end of my rope." But I digress. I know this woman is unsuitable for me. I know I'm destroying any chance I have at happiness during these years. I know all I'll accomplish while we're together is to help her cat die of old age. My life is cat hospice right now. Not much beyond that. And it's because I'm afraid of intimacy. On the outside it looks like I'm in a normal committed relationship. When you mock normalcy everyone fucks off. Their inner conservatives give you some space. So I've bought a little time after grad school by being with her. I'm disabled and don't work, so you need something so that they can say, "Oh that's what she's doing with her life." After this maybe I'll get a PhD, kill some more time.

So it looks like we're playing house. Inside it's a lot of intimacy avoidance and emotional abuse. She's incapable of slowing down and interlocking her gears with anyone to actually accomplish something. It's just me trying to interlock and getting someone else's gears ground against me. When i accidentally knock my knuckles against a cabinet I think, "That's good, you need to practice tolerating pain." When it gets really bad, I tell her it's killing me, and she tells me it's abusive to talk like that. My health has deteriorated since we've been together. I'm no longer young and beautiful, I've gained like 40lbs. I tell myself this might be the last chance I have to get cuddles from a human. This is a mock up of intimacy. I do it so I can seem like I'm making progress, while at the same time not risking getting close to another human being. I do it to stall and stay relationally anorexic. It keeps others away. I'm scared of the rejection I imagine healthier people would give me. While being with her corrodes my self esteem. But I can't know that they would reject me. I think deep down I don't feel worthy of an emotionally available person. My mother was emotionally unavailable and she imprinted on me. My father was worse, disastrous.

I am exhausted. There is no salvation with her. Only more punishment. And I have been punished my whole life. My whole life I have been good, and worthy, and divine even... and... the world punishes me with its shit. They don't like to look a beautiful thing in the face.

[isopodsoup]

Hey, so I'm gonna make an update here because this blog format means I can fit a LOT more text + information into one post which is super useful to a rambler like me.

Testing out 'read more' for the first time but TLDR: drawing is going bad and I'm being put in a mental health care facility with bad reviews about abuse and Christianity being pushed on patients (the transfer is all without my consent, too) after having a mental breakdown and having the police called

(TWS HERE AND IN TAGS) // knife, self harm, police/police tasers, mental breakdowns, racism mention

So, basically. I had a huge build up of dealing with a stupid amount of stupidity from my father in particular for almost 2 decades. I'm still not entirely sure what even happened but as far as I've managed to figure out:

I was listening to videos with headphones in my room with the door closed (as I always do in my noisy house when I want to chill) and my family wanted me to do the dishes (especially my father, ironic because he has never done dishes) and I couldn't hear anybody calling from where I was. He ran into my room and started screaming and kept screaming while I asked for an apology and for him to just ask normally because I obviously had no idea why he was suddenly so angry and I obviously hadn't just been 'ignoring' him. He kept screaming, ripped my devices and chargers out of the wall and ran off. Then, my mother turned off anything online and just ignored me.

Problem is my self sooth method is just mindless silly videos on YouTube because it blocks out noise + distracts me. So, I lost my only sooth method and had to listen to loud noises and people talking and yelling (not just about what happened, my parents are always fighting daily LOL) all while having a mental breakdown.

So uhh, I ended up cutting most of my hair off with scissors, cutting my arm with a knife and rubbing hand sanitiser in it (it's fine). Continued to the next day when nobody would tell me anything about my stuff and I had no idea what the hell was going on at this point or why I was really being punished and forced to just 'push through' a whole mental collapse after a long year of struggling and isolation finally coming back and biting me in the ass full force.

My mom walked in and tried to take the knife I had used to hurt myself when she saw it next to my pillow. Not in a nice way, as usual. She hasn't really cared about this kind of stuff for years and just insulted me for it. And... IDK man. Maybe it was the year of isolation after switching schools to one I had avoided for several years because of people there giving me likely PTSD (Likely, they said, yeah. Cause they're useless at actually screening for things) and then spiraling into a paranoid mindset basically seperate from reality (think: people are stalking me, people want to attack and assault me constantly, always in danger, anyone walking behind me was following me, etc for the whole year) and most of the students being huge bigots (Think mullets, thick NZ accents and slurs. One straight up called black people monkeys on my FIRST DAY) but I ended up holding the knife upwards instead (not at her), refusing to give it to her and kept telling her to back off? Short of pointing it at her I was trying to intimidate her away from me cause I was just so skittish and freaked out at this point. Basically, threatening my mom.

So, she had to call the mental health office I was with at the time (explained later) and eventually after she tried again to take the knife she was told to call the police. They ended up threatening me with a taser and really didn't do anything to help but that's the police for you.

Pretty much complete isolation and a few days crying and rubbing sanitiser into my left over cuts from there until my next mental health session with the office. Now, it was probably my mistake for even staying with a doctor who was obvious neurotypical (I'm autistic) just cause I felt guilty admitting I didn't like her because she always kept implying things instead of outright telling me and getting frustrated I wasn't picking up on things I literally... can't pick up? But, anyway. I ended up cancelling anymore sessions. They weren't doing anything to help me at all and really didn't seem to understand communication is a two way thing and I can't just... do whatever I want. She also was supposed to bring a doctor in to talk about testosterone with me (non-binary, transmasc) but she keeps cancelling (several months of cancelling scheduled meet ups) and never showing up so I just gave up on ever getting that part of my mental health taken care of.

But, the BIG thing is that she mentioned in that stupid implied way "is anything happening next week?" I was obviously super confused but figured it was just small talk since the session was almost over. I told her I had an exam next week but nothing else I knew about. She seemed confused about that but NEVER SAID ANYTHING ABOUT WHY.

I find out AFTER the session I'm being sent to a 'place' nobody will tell me about. What it is, where it is, who is there, when I'm going, etc. Nothing. "Let's tell the person whose brain literally functions on being aware of things and told things directly with severe anxiety absolutely nothing about being sent away for "a few days" including the fact they're even being sent away! What a fantastic idea!" is some wild neurotypical mentally stable logic but here we are. They were supposed to go through paperwork with me that session for the place but they never told me ANYTHING or asked for my consent but apparently, I'm still going! Not even sure how they can do that.

I only today - after pressuring my parents - learned where I'm going. This place has 3 stars and reviews are talking about judgy staff, dismissive mindsets and the facility trying to convert the patients to christianity??

Truth be told, I'm scared. I'm terrified. I'm probably just... not going to speak to anyone as best I can and hope they'll just leave me alone but from the website that doesn't look like the case. It's probably more like staff members talking to you, monitoring you and shifting you around place all the time.

So, yeah. I don't know when I'm going to be online again. For all I know, they might take all my devices.

I don't know what to do but, I really hope this isn't goodbye. Thank you.

#knife #self harm #mental breakdown #police #mental health #racism

[gnomecity]

Dude why the fuck did they give me so much homework on THE FIRST AND SECOND DAYZ OF SCHOOL and I know it’ll just get worse and worse 💀,,, thiz iz a calculus class btw and we’re reviewing stuff we’ve learned in previous math classez but like,,, first of all, I forgot all the stuff and second of all, THEY GIVE US SO MUCH OF IT. I SPENT HOURZ DOING THIZ SHIT AND I HAVEN’T FINISHED AND I HALF-ASSED MOST OF THE QUESTIONZ AND TBH I’M JUST GONNA GIVE UP NOW [for tonight] 😭!!! Also most ppl don’t take calculus, but bc I was a few yearz ahead in math I completed all the necessary classez but they’re making me take a math class every year anywayz. Which iz fucking stupid??? I have to do more work,,, because I was doing “too well”??? I’m so mad bc most ppl don’t have to take thiz class and I feel like I’m just being punished for all the hard work I did. Why do I gotta do harder work than other people???? I hate math so much!!!!! I STRUGGLED FOR YEARZ AND I GOT NOTHING FOR IT. IT JUST GETZ WORSE. I DON’T EVEN FEEL LIKE I’M THAT GOOD AT MATH LIKE I HAVE FUCKING ATTENTION. DEFICIT. DISORDER. I CAN’T SIT DOWN AND DO 35 QUESTIONZ OF SHIT I DON’T EVEN UNDERSTAND PLUS I JUST. HATE DOING IT???? I HAVE LITERALLY NO MOTIVATION OR REASON TO CARE EXCEPT FOR MY MOM THREATENING TO TAKE ALL MY FRIENDZ AWAY FROM ME IF I GET A BAD GRADE they’re everything to me and I already feel like I’m losing them and I’m already so, so damn sad and lonely and stressed I can’t take it anymore and the actual class hasn’t even started yet I’m just doing review I’m so fucking mad right now I can’t stop crying I’m so tired because I stayed up rlly late last night doing homework and now it’z starting to get late again. I can’t do this anymore. I’m just not going to finish it I can’t do anything else. I don’t know what I’m going to do if my mom tries to ruin my life again I already feel like shit a lot of the time and I knew school would make it worse but I didn’t know it would be this immediate. It isn’t even worth it for seeing my friendz. I barely see them at school anywayz and I just feel like everything that’z happened so far isn’t worth it. I fucking hate my life like actually I feel awful all the time and I have no control over anything and more and more bad stuff keepz happening actually I can’t take it anymore. It’z almost been one year since I moved and I’ve been crying about that a lot too I really hate where I live I miss my home so much I miss my friendz so much and they’re all doing stuff without me and we’re so far apart and changing without each other and maybe I don’t even know them anymore. I’m just so lonely all the time where I am now. I’m constantly longing for them and it hurtz so much I’m in so much pain rn genuinely I fucking hate my life

#🤖 #vent #vent tw #tw vent

[gds-fanfic-blog]

You messed up again. You were adopted by a sweet animatronic bear, with soft golden fur. He loves you with all of his soul…. This is how you repay him for his kindness? The house is a mess, the dishes aren’t done, and here you are. Overwhelmed, and doing the one thing that relieves stress… Scrolling through your phone, being useless… Your siblings and cousins ruined the house over thanksgiving, and the dishes piled up. You’ve already had a lot of trouble keeping up with dishes anyways. You can only imagine what awaits you when your dad comes home… You’ll get yelled at for sure, grounded… When you go to say ‘I tried! I really did! I just couldn’t bring myself to do it, I’m sorry…’ he won't understand… You’re gonna make him regret loving you… Why couldn’t you do the one thing that you were told to do?! Well, two things, but still.

You keep scrolling, practically screaming at yourself to get SOMETHING done. The toys and clothes on the floor stare daggers at you. The dishes taunt you from the kitchen, making you feel more worthless. You can’t bring yourself to do anything that you are told… Pathetic. Are you not? It doesn’t help That your mom isn’t that understanding. She’s harsh, because you’re the oldest, and should be able to do basic things, but for some reason, it’s too hard. You shut down, you feel a deep pain within yourself… It hurts to try to do, and it hurts to not do. So you do what makes you happy, and it’s not productive. You lie in your room, being a waste. Waiting for your adoptive dad to get home…

There’s a click noise, as the door opens. You brace yourself for the worst. “Oh dear”, you hear from the front door, “Y/N, please come here my child!”

You reluctantly get up from the couch and walk over. The Nightmare bear looks down on you, with a stirn expression. “Goodness Y/N, your mother and I told you to clean the living room and to do the dishes! You’ve been unable to do that since we gave you those chores…”

You bow your head in shame. You look up sheepishly at your father’s face. He raised his voice a little. Not enough to scare you, but it’s obvious that he’s upset. You mumble softly, “sorry dad… I-I got overwhelmed…. I couldn’t even try…. I just gave up…. I’m sorry….”

You wait for yelling, or screaming. You wait for him to punish you for this stupid thing you couldn’t do. But instead of doing that, he sits you down. “Y/N… My child… It is alright my dear. If you were having THIS much trouble, you could’ve asked me for help, and I would’ve gladly helped you! Now, you’re going to be grounded, yes. But only until your chores are done, and over with. I’ll give you a task one step at a time, to help you with breaking it down. Now give me your phone, and we’ll get through this predicament together.”

Your father smiles softly at you. It’s a wonder how a living embodiment of fear can be so… Comforting. You smile back, thankful for his understanding, and you give him your phone. With human parents, they would scream at you, take your things, and threaten to destroy them or throw away the things you love. But your father is not human. He may be the embodiment of fear, but not the fear of disappointing parents, and the consequences that follow. The fear he ismade of does not define his existence. He is made of fear, but he does not make anyone fear him. Humans need to be more like him, especially parents.

He guides you through your chores, making sure that you don’t get distracted. He lets you choose whether or not you want to do a harder chore, or an easier one first. You start with an easier chore. You pick up the laundry and put it in the dirty clothes hamper. A start. An actual start! You couldn’t do that on your own for a whole… Well, since you got adopted! You soon finish the first task, and move on to the next. Then the next. Then the next. Then the next after that. You made actual progress now that you are being guided. The chores are soon completed, and you feel proud of yourself. The only one that’s more proud is Nightmare Fredbear. He picks you up, and holds you close. His chocolate and vanilla scented fur brings you further comfort. “I am so proud of you, my child,” he tells you, as he sits you atop his second muzzle on his stomach. He nuzzles your face, and kisses your forehead. You may be in highschool, but you will admit that being treated like a little kid is very comforting. “You did such a good job! You can have your phone back now. Just please let me know next time when you want to give up, so I can help break things down again…”

You smile, welcoming all the affection that he’s giving. Why couldn’t human parents be so understanding? You both continue to cuddle happily. Your dad is more important than your phone anyways. “Ok… I’ll let you know next time,” you smile. He purrs, as he continues to nuzzle your face. “Thank you papa…”

‘Papa’. He doesn’t mind whatever you call him. Mr. Nightmare, Mr. Strings, Father, dad, daddy, Nightmare Fredbear. You can call him whatever you wish. But… ‘Papa’, well… It holds a special in his soul, and you know that. He starts purring louder, and both his mouths smile wider. Your younger siblings are the only ones that call him papa regularly. You mainly call him dad, but you felt like this was a good time to call him that. You and your papa spend the rest of the day cuddling. More of his animal-like instincts take hold as you cuddle, his purring gets louder. “Y/N, do you mind if I…? W-well you know sometimes, when Frisk, or your other siblings don’t want to take their baths, I’ll sometimes…”

You know what he’s asking. He wants to groom you, like a bear cub. He normally grooms your siblings without question, but he knows how weird you find it. He wants to make sure that you’re ok with him giving you a tongue bath. You shrug. This is just how bears, and Nightmares bond, from what you know. A social thing. “Sure, go ahead.”

You feel him gently licking your head, purring. It was wet, and weird, but oddly… It felt nice. It tickled a little, but you didn’t mind. He licks your whole head, your hair is soaked, and your skin feels a little slimy, but it made you feel happy. You let him lick wherever else he wants to clean, as long as you’re comfortable. He purrs the entire time. You’d purr too, if you physically could. He soon finishes grooming you, and you're clean. You’re actually cleaner than you normally would be if you took a shower. What the hell is in Nightmare spit? Well, it doesn’t matter now. After your bath, you cuddle up against him again. Burying yourself in his soft fur. You soon fall asleep in his arms, smiling happily. You love this family, better than your foster families. You’re happy to finally be home.

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[bitches-who-write]

Can you do headcanons siblings of the gang ? Like, how they act with them and how they treat them and how they let the gang act with them ?

Somewhat important note below~

So we know we said we take requests on a first come, first serve basis; however for the sake of time today (and due to the fact that we did not post anything last week) we decided to take on this request early. PLEASE do not be offended or upset if you are still waiting for your request! We promise we will be getting to them ALL. After this post now, we will go back to our fist come, first serve rule.

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Patrick With A Little Sister-

Oh boy… Patrick is crazy over protective of his little sister.

Maybe the word should be obsessive and controlling instead~

He watches her every move. He even comes into her room as she sleeps just to occasionally check on her.

Whenever she gets out of Belch’s car heading to school, Patrick keeps a close eye on her again. Mentally noting everyone she talks to.

He makes sure everyone is in line. It doesn’t matter if it’s an adult or a kid. If they do something Patrick doesn’t like, they’re getting fucked up.

Patrick refuses to let guys talk to her. Only Henry, Vic and Belch are allowed to.

When Patrick isn’t around, he puts the other Bower’s Gang members in charge of her. And she knows well enough to listen to them.

He sometimes makes inappropriate comments about her, resulting in a smack off the head by the other guys.

Patrick LOVES to mess with her.

Always holding things over her head so she can’t reach.

Laughs as she tries to jump up and grab it from him.

He’ll lean down and rest his arms on the top of her head since she’s so much smaller than him.

When she doesn’t listen to Patrick, he will literally just pick her up and throw her over his shoulder and laugh as she struggles to get down.

Even though she’s a girl and a few years younger than him, doesn’t mean she’s safe from how rough Patrick gets.

He still wrestles her to the ground and puts her in a damn headlock.

Definitely gets a few bruises from Patrick playfully hitting her. (Patrick doesn't realize his own strength.)

One word… tickled. Patrick is always tickling the shit out of her to tease her.

It’s even worse when the entire Bower’s Gang joins in on torturing her.

Look… this is Patrick. So he still has a mean, sadistic side.

He gets off on fear so he loves to scare her anyway he can.

Whether that is by jumping out at her, or doing something dangerous and reckless like picking her up and dangling her over the cliff edge to the quarry. (she hates heights and doesn’t know how to swim.)

“Uh no! You’re slipping! Better hold on, sweetheart. I know you don’t know how to swim.” He chuckles darkly, smirking down at her as she grips onto his forearm tightly and cries.

Patrick doesn’t hesitate on the low- blows, either. Making comments that he knows will make her cry.

If she threatens to tell their parents on him, Patrick will grab her from behind agressively, making her gasp as he covers her mouth tightly and whisper tauntingly in her ear:

“Now, Now.. Just why would you say that? You know that only gets you in trouble, little one..” He chuckles darkly and tightens his grip in a painful manner.

Patrick With A Little Brother-

…… I think we all know how this ended…. Patrick disliked his little brother, Avery… a lot. You see, Patrick likes being the only male sibling. It’s less competition and less hassle for him. Only Patrick is allowed to make (more like break) the reputation of his family’s name in the small town of Derry, Maine. Bottom line, if Patrick had another little brother, it would result in the same outcome as Avery. Sorry.

Belch With A Little Sister-

Very protective. Does not let her out of his sight for a second.

Hovers over her when they walk in the woods so she doesn’t trip or fall down.

He brings her along when he goes out with the guys sometimes, unless he knows they will be partaking in illegal activities.

Keeps snacks in his car for whenever she rides with him and always makes sure she eats 3 proper meals during the day.

Not only does he have extra snacks but he has a first aid kit, too.

He’s always prepared knowing she’s small, so there’s a good chance she’ll accidentally get hurt hanging around the guys.

And yes, it has happened on more than one occeasion.

He checks on her during school and makes sure no one is messing with her.

After school, Belch makes sure she does her homework but never really helps her with it. Why would he? He doesn’t even do his own assignments.

For the most part, he’s pretty sweet but sometimes the big brother power goes to his head.

He makes her do her chores and his around the house.

If she ever did something wrong, Belch goes right to blackmail.

“I won’t let mom know about that F on your report card… only IF you wash my car everyday the rest of this week.

Henry purposely spills his drink on the hood of the car right after she just got down cleaning it.

“Opps.. looks like you missed a spot. Better get to it, kid.” Henry says mockingly as he ruffles her hair walking by.

Belch always makes sure she’s safe in bed by the end of the night though.

He even kisses the side of her head when the guys aren’t around.

Belch With A Little Brother-

He takes him under his wing.

Loves to talk about cars- the makes and models, horsepower, you name it.

Even though his little brother isn’t old enough to drive yet, that doesn’t stop Belch from giving him driving lessons.

But bet your life he threatens him before taking off. “I swear to fuck though man, if you crash my car, I will end you. Okay, now put it in reverse. Let’s go”

Belch watches sports with him and even plays in the backyard, as well.

Belch acts as if he’s his coach to prepare him for the school’s team.

He also teaches him how to properly lift weights and spots him, too.

Belch told him “the ladies love a man with muscles, so to keep lifting bro.”

Speaking of girls, Belch was the one who gave him ‘the talk’... in very elaborate and explicit detail leaving his brother shocked, disgusted, and intrigued all at once.

Although he does hang out with his brother from time to time, sometimes Belch chooses friends over family and takes off for long periods of time.

Belch for the most part tries to be patient with him, but still gives his brother tough love as a form of preparing him for the real world.

Overall, Belch is a pretty decent big brother.

He means well but sometimes misses the mark.

Henry With A Little Sister-

Their father works long shifts, often resulting in an absence in their home life.

Henry’s dad basically tells him he’s fully in charge of his little sister.

Henry acts pissed off about that like she’s a bother and interrupts his life but deep down, it makes him feel important for once in his life.

Henry is both very strict and protective over her.

He’s also very controlling such as who she’s allowed to talk to or what she’s allowed to wear.

Nothing short or low cut is allowed. She better not even think about talking back, either,

Henry doesn't have much patience for anything and his temper is even worse.

For example- Her short legs means she walks slower than the rest of them.

Henry rolls his eyes and ends up dragging her by her wrist or sometimes just throwing her over his shoulder because he can’t stand waiting for her.

When it comes time for school, Henry makes sure everyone knows she’s a Bowers. If anyone (child or adult) even just so much as looked at her funny, Henry is throwing hands.

Speaking of school, Henry doesn’t help her with any bit of projects or homework. “Don’t fuckin’ ask me! You do it, or don’t, I don't really give a shit.”

When it comes time for dinner, Henry makes simple stuff like peanut butter & jelly sandwiches, mac n’ cheese, or sometimes just fixes a bowl of cereal. But he always makes her clean up the mess / dishes after.

If she talks back, Henry has no problems getting in her face and yelling loudly.

Sometimes when his anger gets the best of him, he’ll smack her across the face.

He stiffens up when he sees the tears form in her eyes. Sometimes he just walks away and doesn’t want to deal with it, and other times he stands there stiffly and gives her an awkward hug.

“Sorry kid. I didn’t mean to hit you. You just pissed me the fuck off.”

Henry would never let anyone ever see this but occasionally he gives her a quick kiss to the side of her cheek when he’s feeling extra guilty. 

Similar to Patrick, Henry loves to get on her nerves.

Tripping her as she walks by.

Embarrassing her in front of the other guys just to see her blush.

Smacking her off the head as he walks by- her angry face makes Henry laugh.

Tickling her to make her admit something or as a form of punishment because he knows she hates that.

Barges in her room without knocking first.

Warns her she's never, ever allowed to have a boyfriend. And if she has a crush on either Vic, Belch, or Patrick...she’s dead meat.

Won’t allow her to drink alcohol or smoke. If she sneaks and does it, Henry teaches her a ‘lesson’.

“Find you wanna drink? Then here, take it. But now you have to drink the entire thing.”

He smirks and watches her get sick from the alcohol thinking that actually taught her a lesson and will deter her from it in the future.

Speaking of drinking-

When their dad comes home drunk, Henry is the one to take all his shit just to protect her because deep down he does care about her even though he calls her a “little fucking shit” daily.

Henry With A Little Brother-

In Henry's warped mind, his brother is a guy too, so he doesn’t need to be coddled like his little sister does.

If Henry has to withstand hits and verbal abuse, then his little brother should too. “Why should he get a pass?” Henry scoffs.

Henry gives him a lot of tough love.

He tries to make him ‘stronger’ by saying some really rotten shit to him. “Builds character, get used to it, kid.”

Henry does teach his brother how to fight though. “Put those stupid fuckin’ books down pussy. Books can’t teach you how to be a fucking man, but throwing punches will.”

Henry gave his little brother his own knife for his birthday.

He told him since he’s a Bowers, he's a target so it will come in handy~

Gives his brother “advice” on girls and sex; telling him which girls around town ‘put out’ the most.

One day when his brother asked Henry about a particular girl Henry responded with: “Ooh yeah, (random girl’s name), the only thing good about her is her pussy. Face is busted.”

Overall, Henry isn’t too bad towards his brother but once again, when his temper is raging, no one is safe from him.

Vic With A Little Sister-

Overly cautious and protective of her. He’s basically like a helicopter parent.

When the guys are swearing around her, he covers her ears and tells the guys to cut it out.

“Guys! Language!”

“I’m only a few years younger than you guys, I’m not a child!” she retorts.

Patrick, being classic creepy Patrick circles around her. “Just give it a few more years babe. Based on how your mom looks...” Patrick licks his lips envisioning Vic’s mother until Vic smacks him in the balls making Patrick hunch over in pain.

Vic likes to keep her in sight so right after school, he goes straight to her locker and makes sure she rides home with them, too.

When they get out of the car to bully some kids, Vic tells her to stay put. He doesn’t want her involved in anything.

When walking through the woods to the quarry, He always has a hand around her upper arm for support when climbing down the embankment.

He watches her like a hawk when swimming, so paranoid something will happen. Again, think helicopter parent

While he’s sweet for the most part, there’s times he just loses his temper.

He’ll explode and begin yelling at her, only inches from her face.

Sometimes when she does something really, really out of line, Vic will shove her into Henry and Patrick.

“Here guys, teach this little bitch a lesson for me. And don’t go easy on her.” Vic says walking off to calm down.

A part of him feels a little guilty when he sees her cry but other times he feels it’s justified.

He isn’t overly affectionate with her around the guys, the most he does is put an arm around her shoulder.

Sometimes sneaks behind her and tasers her sides and laughs when she jumps and collapses to the ground.

But when no one is around, he 100% gives the best hugs.

When she’s going to a sleepover at a girl-friend's house, Vic tells her to be safe and mumbles, “love you.”

Back at home before bed, Vic will tease her for being paranoid as she makes her way around the house, triple checking to make sure all the windows and doors are locked.

“What? Afraid the boogeyman is gonna getcha?” Vic mocks.

If she’s having a nightmare and calls for Vic, he’ll come and sit on the bedroom floor next to her bed until she falls asleep again.

Vic With A Little Brother-

Vic isn’t as protective over his little brother as he is with their little sister; but he still cares for him.

He just feels that his brother is able to hold his own while his sister needs more protection/ guidance.

He let’s his brother tag along with the guys. They all don’t mind. If anything, they refer to his little brother as Vic number 2.

He genuinely listens to his brother’s interests. Okay.. sometimes he zones out when he drones on and on but he always acts interested.

Vic is pretty book smart so he helps his brother with school work, especially in math.

Tries to make his brother more confident when it comes to talking / picking up girls.

Basically acts as his wing man.

The guys try to give his brother tips on how to pick up girls...Vic usually tells him to ignore everything they say because all that's gonna earn him is a slap in the face.

Tells him not to listen to Henry or Patrick for girl advice.. EVER.

He does teach his brother how to fight though.

Just because Vic is one of the sweeter ones in the gang; that doesn’t change the fact that he’s in a gang to begin with…

When his brother told him he was being picked on, Vic taught him how to fight, but also got involved himself.

Nothing like sending an intimidating message to a few assholes.

When Vic and his brother fight with each other, he doesn’t hold back just because that’s his little brother.

Overall, they get along for the most part and Vic is a pretty decent older brother to his siblings.

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[lonelyl00n]

Je T'aime | Yandere! Joy

Summary: When your childhood bully won't let go of you.

Warning: manipulation, abuse of power, controlling relationship, jealousy, mention of killing

wc: 1.5K

This is was inspired by my favorite song Je T'aime by Hey. When I found out that Joy did a cover of that song, I got the creativity to create this. I wanted to get all of this out of my head, so it may feel a bit rushed in some areas.

You were in the library when you felt someone put their hands over your eyes. “Guess Who?”

“Hmmm.” You joked as you tapped your finger on your chin. “Is it…Namjoon?”

Your eyes were uncovered the second you said that. You laughed at Joy’s angry expression. “I told you not to mention him.”

“Sorry, sorry. What brings you here.”

“What do you mean what brings me here? It’s our night out.” Joy gasps.

“I’m sorry Joy, I don’t think I can do it tonight. Namjoon was supposed to be tutoring me, but I’ve been waiting for like thirty minutes.”

“I’m one of the smartest kids in the school. I’m in the Top 10 you know. Why didn’t you ask me?” Joy pouted.

You laughed at her outburst. “First of all, your parents would sue the school if you weren’t in Top 10, so that doesn’t really mean much.”

Joy's father was the CEO of a famous luxury brand, while her mom is a retired actress who was popular in the late 80's and 90's. Her parents had more money than you and your family could ever dream of. Growing up bouncing around from different relative’s basements made a lot of the kids at school growing up, make fun of you.

Especially Joy.

In 4th grade, is when she would begin to make your life a living hell. She would steal your lunch money and give you foods that she knew you were allergic to. She would constantly call you fat and make rude comments about you to her friends.

It got worse in 10th grade, when she made an announcement over the PA system that whoever talked, touched, or even looked at you would get beat up. She bought you and her matching rings at cost more than $1000, and would make you wear it all the time. She bought you clothes, gave you money, and even managed to convince her parents to buy your family an apartment with three bedrooms and a balcony.

 She basically owned you. You weren’t allowed to go out on the weekends because of her security guards guarding your apartment door. When you did try to leave the apartment, which you never succeeded, you would be taken by the guards to the Park Mansion and have to sit on Joy’s lap as you two watched a movie, as punishment.

You hated the power she had, you always did, she even forced you to go to the same college that she was going to, by threatening to hurt your Aunt Irene.

You reluctantly agreed to her ‘idea’, not wanting to hurt your family members that helped your family so much.

So now you followed Joy around the campus like a little puppy, while everyone else thought that you guys were just close friends who liked being near each other.

“And second of all.” you continued. “We are supposed to be working on a project together.”

Joy furrowed her eyebrows while thinking. A project? With a boy?! She thought she had already told all of your professors to not give you any partners at all. Especially a boy.

“I know what your thinking.” Y/N claimed, seeing the looked on Joy’s face. “But we went to London for a whole month, and this was a month-long project. I can’t do it alone.”

“Fine, then I’ll help you.” Joy suggested.

“But Namjoon has to get this grade too.”

“Why do you worry about other people so much, come on let’s just start this.”

You and Joy spent all night, researching, printing, and decorating your poster board. By the time you guys were finished it was 2 a.m.

“Well, that was quicker than I expected. I guess I’ll have to make a new reservation for tomorrow.” Joy sighed. “Let’s go home.” She said as she intertwined your hands and walke out the library.

As part of the deal, Joy had you move into a luxury 2-bedroom apartment that was about an hour away from campus. Joy demanded insisted that you shouldn’t use public transportation anymore because now, with the help of her money, you were worth a lot. Throughout your high school experience, Joy never let you get a driver’s license, so she has the pleasure of driving you to and from campus, always knowing your whereabouts.

You looked out the car window without having anything to do. As punishment for talking to a boy, Joy had taken your phone claiming that the only person you needed to talk to was always right beside you. “What do you want to eat.” She asked you.

“McDonald’s.” You say robotically. McDonald’s was the only fast food place that Joy allowed you to eat. It was the place she found your family at in 10th grade.

It was on a rainy day that your Aunt Irene had kicked you, your parents, and your little brother out of her basement for being a burden, which you didn’t understand because just a week ago your Aunt had said you all staying there was the best thing to happen for her since her illness was starting to worsen.

So, with no where to go and barely any money, your parents took you all to McDonald’s to split one box of 20 piece chicken nuggets, and 4 small drinks for each member of the family.

As you were told by Joy, her family's trailer had broken down on the way back home from the airport, so Joy offered to walk to the nearest building while her parents berated the driver. The nearest place just so happened to be the McDonald’s you and your family were at.

You instantly recognized Joy when she walked through the door, just like how Joy instantly recognized you. She sat a table across from the booth your family was at, and pulled out her phone. Gosh, were you so amazed. You had never had a phone before. Your parents only had one that they shared, and you didn’t have friends (because of Joy’s rules) to let you use theirs. Joy smiled at you awe-filled eyes and continued talking on the phone.

You didn’t even realize that you were staring at her until your mom slapped your wrist and told you to stop. When the phone call ended, Joy stood up and walked towards your table. You looked at the ground, afraid that she too would scold you. “Hello L/N’s. I’m Park Sooyoung.” She started. You heard a gasp in front of you and looked at your parents, who were looking at the entrance doors. A tall man wearing a suit, and a woman carrying a Chanel bag. Walked through the door.

Joy looked back and laughed. “Oh, those are my parents.” They came up to your booth, both shoke hands your parents and stood behind Joy. ”We wanted to give your family a place to stay, would you let us.” You mother, being the biggest fan of Joy’s mother growing up instantly nodded, while your father thought about it for a few seconds before evening his Wife’s beautiful smile. A smile he hadn’t seen since their wedding day. He agreed as well.

That night was significant to you because not only did your family get a place to reside, but it was also the first time that Joy was nice to you. Since that day she started treated you better, still not letting you talk to anyone else, but she was nice.

Although Joy would never tell you this, it was that night that she fell in love with you, completely.

After eating. You and Joy got into the bed that you two shared. Yes there were two bedrooms in your apartment, but you couldn’t sleep in a room by yourself.

You had slept in a room with somebody your whole life, it felt uncomfortable. So on the first week of living here, you asked Joy if you could sleep with her, even okay with sleeping on the ground. Joy let you into her bed, and sang you to sleep.

That became your routine every night after that. However tonight was different, you feel asleep the minute you got into bed. Joy snuck out of the bed and turned you alarm off. You didn’t need to go to school tomorrow, you wouldn’t have time anyways. Her makeup crew that were going to come today were rescheduled to come tomorrow. The day she had been waiting for since that night was going to happen.

 All of you and her family members were going to be at that restaurant and would watch as she would get down on one knee, just like in the romance movies, and propose to you. Just thinking about tomorrow made her heart flutter. Yes, she was furious about the change of plans today, but she would never take it out on you. Instead, she took it out on that Namjoon guy behind the library. Ugh! Just thinking about him getting close to you was sickening. She had her men take care of his body for her.

She kissed your cheek and whispers in your ear, “I love you.”

Everything was set in her plan. She loved you, and you…would have no choice but to love her. You were hers after all. Hers to love.

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[starlightstevie]

fic recs / may 2021

Happy summer! I know I missed last month’s fic recs so hopefully I’ll make up for it with these brilliant fics. Hope you guys enjoy!

warm water by @xbuchananbarnes​ Thor x reader: Thor comes home to find his love.

*passionate & burning by @peachyteabuck Thor x reader: You’re busy with working from home, but Thor has other plans for the day.

but i just wanna hear your voice by @blackberrybucky Thor x reader: Thor comes back after they defeat Thanos and tries to make things right with you.

*all there’s left to do is run by spacelabrathor Dothraki!Thor x reader: Horse warlord Thor finds you a captive in a raid of a desert village and gives you a choice. Freedom by a quick death or taking his hand and going with him, to be his. You choose life, and with it, a husband who is wild and fierce and more than you could have ever imagined.

*summoned by @darklydeliciousdesires​ Old God!Thor x villager!reader: The buffet of offerings, all of which shall placate, appease and satiate every whim and desire of the gods is laid out and ready, you amongst them.

ships in the night by @sugardaddytonystark Pirate King!Thor x Dora Milaje mermaid!reader: When Thor, the infamous Pirate King, lays down anchor in Wakanda, the last thing you expect is for him to ask for aid from your own king. You volunteer your assistance, leaving the home you’ve always known to set sail with King Odinson and his crew.

*cut offs by @milaonthemoon Frank x reader: You get kidnapped and Frank has to get you out.

tired by @castawaybarnes​ Frank x reader: Keeping yourself awake waiting for Frank was getting easier once you got used to the bitterness of black coffee.

*ash painted lips by @sebbytrash Frank x reader: Frank is your lifeline, protecting you like only he can do but you harbour not-so-secret feelings for him that threaten to shake the foundation of this steady, necessary partnership.

scales of justice weigh the consequence by @inspiresimagine​ Frank x reader: the world is black and white until you find your soulmate. you’re a single mom in NYC accustomed to life as-is, but apparently, the universe has other plans. namely? frank castle.

*generosity by @pumpkin-stars Frank x reader: AKA: The five (or more) things Frank usually does when he fucks you, and the one time he does something different.

poltergeists for sidekicks by @bubble-tea-bunny​ Frank x reader: Frank’s lost count of the days he’s come home to you already fast asleep.

*frank + overstimulation by @honeychicana

*frank + rough sex by @sweeterthanthis​

*frank + breath play by sweeterthanthis

*frank + doggy style by @honeydulcewrites​

*frank + gun play by honeydulcewrites

*frank + gun play (2) by honeydulcewrites

*frank + gun play (3) by honeydulcewrites

*frank + overstimulation by honeydulcewrites

*frank coming home to you by honeydulcewrites

*untitled frank smut by @luciilferss​

*playing with frank’s hair by inspiresimagine

frank + praise by inspiresimagine

*frank putting you in a headlock while fucking you by @punani​

*nobody else but me by @allaboardthereadingrailroad​ Shane Walsh x reader: Shane knows exactly what you need.

the comet by @mcubabydotcom​ Steve x reader: You and Steve witness a once-in-a-lifetime celestial event.

*the punishment by ozarkthedog Nomad!Steve x reader: You disobeyed Steve and now you must make it up to him.

*headinthequinjet by xbuchananbarnes Steve x reader: Steve’s having a hard time breathing.

*shotgunning with chris by ozarkthedog

*cockwarming with chris by @buckyssimp​

*a teal crushed velvet ride by @ozarkthedog​ Chris x reader: You love Chris’s Teal Velvet Pants. He notices and decides to indulge you.

*don’t look away by ozarkthedog Chris x reader: Chris fucks you against a mirror.

*keep the heat by ozarkthedog Andy Barber x reader: Andy fucks you in the coat.

*i don’t work jobs (i am a job) by @peachyteabuck Andy x reader: Andy needs to teach you that “staying at home” doesn’t preclude a little thing called “work.”

*worst behaviour by buckyssimp Professor!Bucky x reader: Bucky notices you staring at him during class. 

*lipstick stain by @xbuchananbarnes​ Bucky x reader: Bucky could recognize that laugh anywhere.

bucky takes care of you by @buckyblues

*you better act like this dick belongs to you by buckyblues

*lazy day with bucky by buckyblues

*pegging bucky by buckyblues

*bucky tit fucking you by buckyblues

something new by @mxsamwilson​ Sam Wilson x Bucky Barnes: Fellas is it gay to receive an intimate haircut from your boy? (ft Bucky being hopelessly in love with Sam but too much of an idiot to tell him).

*the magic word by @whateveriwant Bucky x reader: Bucky agrees to try something you’ve always wanted to do with him, but only under the condition that a certain word be employed if need be.

warm by @revengingbarnes​ Bucky x reader: “The fire alarm in our building went off and you rushed out without a coat. Wanna share my blanket?”

patterns by @xbuchananbarnes Bucky x reader: Bucky plays with your hair.

pretending to not feel alone by blackberrybucky Bucky x reader: Bucky, hopeless romantic, meets you, committed cynic. What could go wrong?

*bucky’s first time in 70 years by @luciilferss

*fluorescent adolescent by @ohbuckie​ College!Bucky x reader: Bucky fucks you on his bedroom floor.

*it’s a cruel summer by blackberrybucky Bucky x reader: You and Bucky are friends with benefits, but what happens when you realize you want more?

*sex on legs by @navybrat817​ Bucky x reader: Bucky looks good in anything.

ride with me by @jurassicbarnes Detective!Bucky x Biker!reader: When his best friend forces him to third wheel on a road trip, Bucky doesn’t expect for it to become so eventful, let alone find something, or rather someone worth staying for.

*going live by @ritesofreverie​ Camboy!Bucky x reader: Your new neighbour looks familiar, where had you seen him before?

*stranded by @honeysucklesteve Dad’s best friend!Bucky x reader: When your car breaks down on the side of the road and your dad can’t come rescue you, he sends the next best thing.

if i could fly, i’d be coming right back home to you by blackberrybucky Sam x reader: Exile over, Sam comes home to you.

baby, i still see ya by blackberrybucky Sam x reader: Sam comes home, the future calling to him. He sees you again, and gets a little caught up in the past

*if you ever want to be in love by blackberrybucky Sam x reader: How your relationship with Sam falls apart and comes back together.

taller than me by @kaitsukibakugo Katsuki Bakugo x Izuku Midoriya: Katsuki has found love with someone who years ago he never would have expected. Now Deku is his husband and he’s noticed something else he never thought possible: Deku is taller than him.

*would you like to stay forever? by kaitsukibakugo Pro Hero!Kirishima Eijiro x reader: Sparring with Pro Hero Kirishima Eijiro in his private gym at his home doesn't seem like a bad idea if you don't count the fact that you really, really like him.

how your bnha fave acts when they realize they’re in love by @inthorantine

*bnha love island headcannons by @doinmybesthere​

*first time bj headcannons by @shoutogepi

*the best pussy eater of mha by @dearestdynamight​

passing the night stars by @hoe-doroki Hitoshi Shinsou x reader: The party was neon and you needed darkness.

*let’s talk about deku’s hands by @rat-suki​

*waking up deku by spacelabrathor

*deku comes home after a late shift by doinmybesthere

*slow stroke king izuku by @sems-diarie​​

*champagne problems by @some-kindofgnome​ Katsuki Bakugou x reader: You were slipping between Bakugou’s fingers faster than ever now. Instead of letting it happen he clung to you even tighter. Instead of letting you go, instead of accepting that he’d driven this relationship into the fucking ground, he’d promised himself that he could still save it.

*presented by @tteokdoroki​ Dragon King!Katsuki x reader: On the twenty-first birthday of Katsuki Bakugou, an offering is made in his honour as he becomes chief of the dragons. Clans usually offer up sacrifices of berries or nuts, salts and fresh catches. But for those of Dargon’s blood, their offering is a mate... And that mate is you.

*domina by rat-suki Katsuki x reader: He’s just so hot when you get under his skin. You can’t possibly stop now.

*baby, i’m a haunted house by @ketslketslketsl​ Yakuza!Katsuki x reader: It’s been a long six months since you last saw him.

i’m a liability, get you wild, make you leave (i’m a little much for everyone) by @willowser Katsuki x reader: There’s no reason for Katsuki to be here. It’s all he can think, bitter, as he stares at the paint peeling from the door, exposing the wood grain underneath its thin coat. Old and distant, this house; too far from the city to make the trek worth it, for your job to make sense; too ancient to be lived in by the number 12 hero in Japan. If he closes his eyes, he can hear Lake Biwa from his position on your porch and the soft sway of the water almost calms down the storm that’s been building in him since he boarded the train, since he nearly snapped his phone in half.

*we are the foxes (and we run) by @spacelabrathor shoyo hinata x reader: After everything, the end of the world and the chaos and destruction that reigned after society fell, it takes a lot to surprise you. And yet, when you come to the edge of the pit, a gasp wrenches from you like someone gripped it in their fist and yanked. Laid out on the bed of leaves at the bottom of the pit is...something. Someone. Or, Hinata falls into reader’s pit trap after the end of the world. This is the story of how she pulls him out, drags him to her bunker, and they grow together. 

*dark priest!Obiwan Kenobi by @mandosmimi​

you’re the former babysitter of zemo’s son by @helahades​

*mando doesn’t realize how big his dick is by @cptnbvcks​​

#masterlist #fic rec #fics rec #fic recs #starlightstevie #thor x reader #thor odinson #thor smut #frank castle #frank castle x reader #frank castle smut #the punisher #bucky x reader #bucky smut #bucky barnes #steve rogers #steve x reader #steve rogers smut #sam wilson smut #sam wilson x reader #deku x reader #deku smut #bakugou x reader #bakugou smut #bnha masterlist

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Dimitrescu Daughter HCs

I thought this would only take a few minutes. I was so, so very wrong. Anyway, some of these are somewhat exclusive to my fic (Serenade), but they’ll make sense even if you haven’t read that.

Daniela:

Others have already talked about how Daniela reads a ton of romance novels, so I’m not really going to go into that very much, just saying that I agree 100%, I mean c’mon, it’s practically canon.

While she mainly sources books from her family’s library, there are a few she’s “acquired” over the years that she keeps locked away in her room. These tend to be a bit, ahem, steamier than her mother would approve of/let her read under normal circumstances.

How did she get these? Well, there has to be someone who delivers goods to Castle Dimitrescu (Duke, perhaps?), seeing as the Maidens need, like, actual food to survive. Sometimes Daniela manages to convince them to order books for her, usually just asking for books by authors she likes, or ones she’s heard maidens whispering about.

No, the delivery person does not read the book’s summaries or reviews, they have a feeling (based on titles and covers alone) that they don’t want to know.

As for her experiences with actual romance… she’s so very, very excited about it, all the time. Wants to kiss every cute Maiden she sees, and sometimes daydreams about a beautiful woman fleeing from lycans who comes to the castle for shelter, clinging to Dani for warmth and protection, and it’s love at first sight, and they kiss and kiss and right as it gets to the good part-! Someone interrupts her daydream (usually Cassandra).

However, her actual experiences are fairly limited. Sure, she has kissed Maidens, but she tends to get over excited. Like in Serenade, she starts to rush the process, and usually ends up draining her “lover” aka victim before anything more intimate happens.

She’s definitely done sexual things, just, well, not with other people. Private things. Usually during or after reading one of her special books. You get the picture.

Because of this, and her aforementioned love of romance novels, Daniela has become somewhat obsessed with the idea of her first time. She wants everything to be perfect. The setting, the timing, who she’s with… Hence her reaction in chapter 3 of Serenade. It’s not that she didn’t want to continue, just that the circumstances didn’t feel right. She’s very particular!

Favorite Music Genre: Girl goes wild for an emotional, gut-wrenching love/power ballad. The type to lie in bed and cry while listening to Hozier or Lorde (not that she can hear either of them, considering her limited music options). Doesn’t admit it, though, and mostly listens to indie pop when other people can hear. That and whatever the Maiden plays on piano ;)

Okay it feels weird to joke about her loving music I wrote, anywayyyy

Hobbies: Other than reading there’s not too much I can see her doing, really. She’d be sure to get into anything that her s/o enjoys, though, even if it’s something difficult or time-consuming. Writing is something she’d love, but it’s difficult for her to keep her focus on just one project at a time. Ideally she’d write short stories, romantic ones obvs, and have someone else proofread/edit them. For the most part she’d write within fantasy and historical setting (seeing as she’s got experience in both of those departments).

ADHD, BABY. Bigtime, seriously. Maybe this is just my adhd ass projecting, but I can’t not see her as having it. For her it mainly manifests with hyper-focusing/difficulty staying on task. It’s like a switch with those on either end, flipping back and forth every once in a while. She can spend six hours reading two different books in one sitting, but if someone just breathes too loudly it disrupts her completely. Because of this she’s somewhat prone to abandoning projects. It’s a sore subject for her, and her sisters are aware, normally only bringing it up if they’re really angry with her.

Opinions on the four lords: Thinks Heisenberg is a tool (pun intended), also thinks that he secretly reads super erotic novels. She doesn’t have any proof, though, and would never say anything about it out loud. Just makes fun of him in her head. Doesn’t actually judge him for what she thinks he reads, just judges his personality and the “need he feels to hide his secret”. Loves Donna, and low-key thinks she’s attractive. Daniela mostly bases that off the portrait she’s seen, but, like many fans, also thinks the hands are nice. The puppets don’t bother her, though she also doesn’t really care about them, other than thinking that Donna interacting with them is cute.

Opinions continued: Moreau is… uh… fish boy. Daniela thinks he’s weird, kinda gross, and hardly considers him a “real” lord. Poor boy :(  At least she doesn’t actively make fun of him?... Even if that’s only because she kinda forgets about him most of the time. As for Lady Dimitrescu, well, obviously Daniela loves her mom. The whole family is very close, and as the “youngest”, Daniela gets a lot of attention. Sometimes she thinks her mother is too strict, but at the end of the day there’s no love lost.

Bela:

Cleans up after her sisters a lot, but still nowhere near as much as any of the Maidens do. Often agrees to help with messes in exchange for blackmail material. “Oh, Daniela, what a shame you broke mother’s favorite dish… I could help, but you owe me one.” At the end of the day, though, there’s plenty she would slide.

Being the “oldest”, she’s expected to behave the best, and often feels more restricted than her sisters. Being an example is hard! Occasionally she’ll have the impulse to rebel, but this usually only manifests in scenarios like the one mentioned above, aka she’ll simply be more lenient of her siblings for a bit.

Overall far less sadistic than her sisters. Cares more about the quality of pain then the amount of it. Only ever goes overboard if someone full out threatens or hurts her family. Insults towards them still earn her ire, and will get her to punish someone, but it’s not enough to make her resort to torture. Usually.

Gets the most restless out of the three. As cool (and large) as the castle is, it’s all she’s ever really known. If not for her weakness to cold, she’d go out on hikes a lot. Nature interests her, fascinates her, but she’d be a little less fond of most of it in person. Like, oh, waterfalls sound so cool, followed by a hundred complaints about the noise. Thinks deer are the cutest shit ever (second only to humans, maybe).

Unlike Daniela (though that HC is relevant almost exclusively to Serenade), Bela has actually slept with a Maiden before. She doesn’t really care for them enough to consider it a relationship, instead admiring them for their entertainment value. Definitely could fall for a Maiden, simply hasn’t yet. Of the three I feel like she takes the longest to fall in love, and even longer to actually act on her feelings. Sometimes resents her siblings because they unknowingly “claimed” a Maiden that she was starting to be interested in. However, she fully acknowledges that she should have said something if she didn’t want to lose the girl, considering the situation they live in.

Favorite music genre: Classical, full orchestra style, with a soft spot for swing/jazz. Enjoys having music play softly while she reads, and is very particular about the volume. Absolutely would argue with her sisters if they tried to change the music or turn it up.

Hobbies: Reading, duh. Less interested in romance than Daniela by a considerable amount. For the most part she reads non-fiction books, enjoying learning about history and the sciences. Astronomy is at the top of her favorites list, followed by biology, then obscure (and often bloody) pieces of history. Niche=perfect. Also enjoys music, even if she had to rely mostly on self-teaching books. Knows the basics of piano, but doesn’t actively play, much preferring both the violin and harp. Most of the time she’ll only play if she knows her sisters won’t bother her, or if her mother asks her to.

Opinions on the four lords: Admires Heisenberg’s work/his edgenuity, but thinks the actual man is a temperamental child… who smells like wet dog. He’s only been at Castle Dimitrescu a couple times (per Mother Miranda’s request), and both times Bela moved to the other side of the house so she wouldn’t have to acknowledge his existence. While she would never admit it, she’s low-key creeped out by Donna’s dolls, and really only tolerates Angie. However, she would never act on her nerves, out of consideration for Donna’s feelings. She knows that her mother gets along well with the dollmaker, and keeps this at the forefront of her mind.

Opinions continued: “Moreau who? Oh, the fish guy? He’s still alive?... Good for him.” Wants to make Lady Dimitrescu proud, but not as desperately as Cassandra. Unknowingly mimics a lot of her mother’s little habits and ticks, and would be quietly embarrassed if someone pointed it out to her. As mentioned previously, she feels like she has to be an example for the others, and somewhat resents the pressure this puts on her. On the other hand, she does enjoy being “responsible for” (read: in charge of) her sisters. Additionally, she is the most likely to get away with lying to Alcina, though she does not often do so. This isn’t because she’s the most manipulative (that’s Cass), or the best liar (that’s Dani, if she’s trying), but simply because Alcina doesn’t think her oldest daughter would lie. Even if she doubts something Bela says, she’ll usually give her the benefit of the doubt… as long as it doesn’t happen very often.

Cassandra:

Sleeps the most of the three, if only because she’s the most active of them. Not as fast as the others while in swarm mode, but the fastest on foot, partially because she’s more likely to simply walk places. She knows the sound of feet on the floor scares the Maidens, and she drinks their fear with utter pleasure. Additionally she claims that it just feels nice to “stretch her legs”. But she will not hesitate to enter swarm mode when chasing someone. As fun as it is to smell their fear, she can get impatient, wanting to get close and personal to her target.

Tends to hide most of her feelings, sometimes even opting to “convert” them into anger. In other words, think of her emotional state as an ever-filling bottle of water. As things happen, she feels emotions, and the rate at which water pours into the bottle increases. Ideally if the water level started getting too high, she would address whatever is increasing the flow of water. Instead of that, she often uses anger, which is equivalent to shaking the bottle a bit and letting water messily spill out of it. Doesn’t address the actual problem, but let’s her release some pressure/free up some room.

Goes through Maidens faster than her siblings (yes, even Daniela “draining you of blood is romantic” Dimitrescu). Not all of them even die in the basement, sometimes what was supposed to be a “warning” turns into “oh shit the blood won’t stop coming out, this is how I die, in this accursed castle, no friends or family to mourn me, just the painful knowledge that I will not be the last, I will die for no cause, no glory, just the bitter whims of a blood-soaked mistress” or something along those lines.

While more likely to get attached to someone than Bela, Cassandra isn’t one to do much about it. She might flirt, might even try to kiss (or, uh, kiss while also not wearing clothes wink wink), but she won’t (usually) claim someone as her own, or protest if one of her sisters wants to have some fun with them (even if it’s the bloody kind of fun). Technically gets over breakups and “breakups” (i.e. death) easier than either of her sisters. To be fully accurate, Daniela still goes through lovers faster, but she also remembers them and cares for them for longer post-breakup.

Somewhat of a blood kink. Like, more than vampires automatically have. In intimate settings she cares more about the quantity of blood and what she can do with it (loves bloodstains) than what causes the bloodshed.

Favorite music genre: Rock ‘n roll. Leans towards older stuff, as well as heavier songs. Soft spot for symphonic metal, but doesn’t admit it out of the fear that some might consider it a “weaker form” of the genre. Almost exclusively listens to bands that have female vocalists, and gets crushes on them more than she’d ever admit.

Hobbies: Art! Painting, mostly, but dabbles in sculpture from time to time. It’s been too long since I took an art class for me to suggest a style for her paintings, but I imagine her sculptures would be somewhat abstract. Her art would revolve around emotion, the stronger and rawer the better, with viewers often being left uncomfortable. While Alcina buys plenty of art supplies for her, Cassandra is fond of improvising, especially by creating her own “tools” (of questionable efficiency) out of items she has laying around. She is absolutely the one who took her mother’s lipstick. If you don’t know what that means, don’t worry, it’s just mentioned in one of the RE8 notes that Lady Dimitrescu’s valuable lipstick is missing.

Opinions on the four lords: Tolerates Heisenberg more than the rest of her family by a considerable amount. She’s seen glimpses of his work, his steampunk-adjacent style, and actually kind of digs it. While Bela cares more about the science behind his work, Cassandra just digs the aesthetic. Sometimes for her art she also needs things she can’t get from the castle, and are too obscure to get from a merchant, so she trades tools/ideas with Heisenberg in exchange for him making something for her. “Can you make a battery but whenever it’s in use it makes a horrible screaming sound?” “Yes. PS I hate your mother and Miranda.” “I didn’t fucking ask.”

Opinions continued: Doesn’t really care much about Donna, but acknowledges her as a fellow artist, and would be willing to consult her if she talked more (and talked without Angie). Cassandra hasn’t met Moreau, thankfully (he would cry). Knows about him from her sister/mother, and as a result doesn’t care about him. Internally whenever someone mentions him, she pictures, like, a Goldfish Cracker (the snack that smiles back) with legs except also it’s green and moldy.

Opinions cont.: Loves her mother so much. Determined to please her, to make her proud, but often left feeling less loved than her sisters. This strains her relationship with her family, not that she’d ever voice her feelings and talk through the issue. Let’s be real, Alcina would probably feel guilty for not realizing how Cass felt. Nonetheless, Cassandra probably spends the most time with her mother, often offering to assist her with tasks, or trying to get her to appreciate her art.

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