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crimsonxe · 1 year
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lazorbeanz · 1 month
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Sonamy Headcanons because I’m deprived and extremely delulu 🙃
🩷 Sonic has like- telepathic senses that tell him whenever Amy is in potential danger
“My Amy Senses are tingling..” 🤣
if you’ve watched Barbie Life in the Dreamhouse, you’ll get it lololol
💙 Sonamy road trips roles
Amy: driver, trip organiser, checklists checklist checklists, “DONT EAT THOSE THEY’RE FOR THE TRIP!!”, carpool karaoke *whips out her inner Ariana Grande*, “eughhh Sonic did you fart?!”
Sonic: passenger princess, DJ, snacc provider (and eater), sleeping beauty, “couldn’t we just use my speed to get there?”, argues with the GPS because he knows a faster route (one not requiring the road)
🩷 Sonic and Amy playing table tennis:
Amy: sonic, serve
Sonic: *💁‍♂️🕺*
Amy: no- serve the BALL xD
💙 Person: “are you two dating?”
Sonic and Amy: *while holding hands* “no”
🩷 Though he doesn’t admit it, Sonic also loves his quills massaged. Sometimes when Sonic and Amy are chilling under a tree together, and he ends up dozing off, Amy will rest his head on her lap and stroke her hand through his quills, resulting in a few faint purrs from the hedgehog, which she secretly gushes over about
💙 They could be arguing for 5 minutes straight and after be like:
“I LOVE YOUUUU!!” >:O
“I LOVE YOU TOOOOOO!!!!” >:O
🩷 Amy finds shopping twice as fun with Sonic because he will just sit her in the shopping cart, as they zip up and down the aisles whilst grabbing the items on the list…getting it all done in 2 minutes tops. They call it the Operation: S^2 (Speed Shopping)
💙 Sonic and Amy could already be years into marriage but will still do or say things that’ll make the other flustered, like the times when they were dating.
🩷 Amy knows that if Sonic is being really flirty with her, he usually wants something.
💙 If Sonic and Amy are both sick one day, they will tell off each other, insisting they should be at home resting.
It results in both of them at Amy’s house, snuggled up on the couch binging movies.
🩷 As much as Amy likes sharing the goss with rouge and the girls, there’s nothing like sharing it with her bf because he goes all “omg gurl no wayyy! 💅” or he starts spilling his own tea with her lmao “omg bestie you won’t believe who I saw the other day…”
💙 Sonic plans secret meet ups with Cream, who teaches him how to make her signature flower crowns…he hopes to master it so he can make Amy one, one day…
🩷 (this following hc was an idea from a comic I believe..don’t know who made it but if u do pls let me know for credit purposes ig kajsjwidj)
Amy knows how Sonic can sometimes struggle to speak his feelings and is often an action over words type of guy. So she came up with this thing that anytime Sonic wants to tell Amy he loves her, without verbally saying it, all he needs to do is squeeze her hand 3 times; I. Love. you.
💙 When Amy told Sonic she wanted to go dancing with him, she didn’t expect it to be just dance…anyways she had tons of fun!
🩷 If they have sleepovers, it’s a tradition that they wear matching onesies (guys comment what they should be hehe)
💙 Amy uses Sonic as the makeup tester. He ends up looking ready for the circus afterwards but he honestly doesn’t mind this because he gets tons of kissies when she’s trying out the lipsticks
🩷 Walks along the beach are nice and romantic until Sonic decides to be a lil shh and kick sand in Amy’s shoes *cue her dragging her naughty bf towards the ocean*
💙 Amy’s a sucker for old school romance; love letters, flowers, fancy dates…and Sonic knows this. (Well EVERYONE does actually…) So one day, despite how inexperienced he is in the whole romance department, sets aside time to work on writing a letter, buying flowers and arranging somewhere nice to take Amy out for her to fulfil her romance fantasies. She’ll even get to dress up for this occasion
🩷 Sonic helping out Amy in the kitchen be like:
“A-Amy…I burnt the water…”
“Sonic how TF did you BURN the water?!”
“I DONT KNO-”
💙 Amy is having a downer and is very clingy…so here is Sonic running his gf’s errands, with his gf clinging onto him. People will see this unusual phenomenon and he just gives them all the stare…nothing to see here! I mean it ain’t the first time he’s had to cart a pink hedgehog round the place
🩷 For the longest time, Amy has had a box sitting aside in her closet, containing a new special swim shirt, arm floaties, and a swimming kickboard, for when Sonic decides to finally learn how to swim. She can’t see the day any of the contents will be used but she could only hope.
💙 Sonic keeps an umbrella on standby for future “need to share an umbrella” emergencies
🩷 In the winter, they’re practically inseparable, using each other desperately to warm up. Because of this Tails had to design them jackets with instant heating, but they still end up back together even though they aren’t freezing anymore
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carlsdarling · 10 months
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Carl Grimes ℳαșțůȓƄα†ίȯņ headcanons
What Carl does when he is all alone… Everyone is 18 and over.
WARNINGS: smut, nsfw
A - Aftercare
He cleans himself up afterwards with either toilet paper or Kleenex, if he's not jerking off in the shower. Sometimes he also wipes his cum away with one of his worn shirts before throwing them in the dirty laundry. Imagine Michonne's face xD
B - Body
Carl is generally comfortable with his body, only having problems accepting his missing eye. He knows what he likes and it's quite normal for him to caress himself.
C - Cum
Depending on where and in what position he does it, his cum lands either on his belly (if he does it lying on his bed) or on his hand (if he is sitting or standing). He often pleasures himself in the shower. Running water and all.
D - Dirty Secret
Carl sometimes fantasizes about an older girl seducing him while jacking off. In prison he had fantasies about Beth and secretly watched her while she was changing clothes, now he has a thing for Rosita - not that he would ever dare to approach her; he'd be afraid she'd laugh at him.
E - Experience
He's pretty experienced with it, he had started doing it out of curiosity because he and Patrick were talking about it in prison when they found some porn magazines, and then they tried pleasuring themselves, sheepishly and laughing, and Carl liked the feeling. Since then he's been doing it almost every day.
F - Favourite position
Carl prefers to lie on his bed, but he finds it more practical in the shower because there are no stains left and he doesn't have to clean anything.
G - Gentle
At the beginning Carl moistens his right hand with saliva; he usually strokes himself gently and slowly, then his hand movements become faster until he rubs his cock vigorously and finally cums.
H - Hair
Carl doesn't shave his pubic hair, he lives in a fucking apocalypse and has more important things to do. He trims them though, so they are not too long.
I - Intimacy
Carl likes to be intimate with himself and enjoys it, but of course he would rather fuck you. He thinks about it literally all the time.
J - Jack off
Yes, he does it and he loves it ;)
K - Kink
Carl has a little cum kink. He likes to ejaculate a large amount of jizz and imagines filling your pussy or pretty mouth to the brim with it. Sometimes he waits to jerk off so he can shoot a larger load. He also likes the sight of the cum squirting from his cock.
L - Location
His bed, the shower, if he can't wait, it also happens that he does it quickly in the car on a tour (of course, only when he is alone).
M - Motivation
Pretty much everything turns him on, you especially. And Carl has a very vivid imagination...
N - No Go
He would never be caught doing it on purpose, except maybe by you - hoping that the sight would excite you enough to get into it with him.
O - Oral
He often fantasizes about getting sucked off.
P - Pace
Sometimes Carl is very aroused (for whatever reason), then he does it quickly and cums within a few seconds. On other occasions he takes his time, uses lube and celebrates it, pauses in his movements and then continues.
Q - Quickies
Carl has learned to do it quickly and silently. While the group was out in the wilderness before they reached Alexandria, he had to be quiet and discreet when he jerked off at night. He would have been embarrassed to death if the person on watch - Daryl or his father Rick, for example - caught him.
R - Risk
He doesn't take risks and only does it when his privacy is guaranteed.
S - Stamina
He may well do it two or three times in a row when he's horny, with short breaks in between.
T - Time
Mostly Carl pleasures himself once a day; often only in the evening before going to sleep. He can't go two days without.
U - Unfair
Carl thinks it's unfair when you walk around in front of him in tight revealing clothes, because then his cock gets rock hard and he has to find an undisturbed place to jerk off.
V - Volume
He's usually quiet when he does it; he suppresses his moans or bites his pillow. Unless no one is around, in which case he lets himself go and moans (often your name...)
W - Wildcard
Remember when you went swimming in the lake with the others, and you were wearing that sexy bikini you'd looted just before? And how Carl said he had to pee and disappeared into the bushes? Yeah, wonder what he was really doing there ;)
X - X-Ray
Carl is a bit over average, but not much. His cock is beautiful, with a nicely shaped tip that turns red when he gets excited and hard.
Y - Yes
Masturbation is very important for Carl to relax; if he can't do it for several days, for example because the situation is too precarious and unsafe, he gets snippy, argumentative and tense.
Z - Zzzzz
Carl often does it right before he falls asleep. This should also make it clear where those strange stains on his bedding come from ;)
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nilolol30 · 1 year
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Could you pleaseeee do a N x murder drone f!reader where reader says that she likes him🏃‍♀️and how would he react
HES SO CUTE IMMA DIENENDDNHFB😊
Hope you have a great day and thank you🙏
I'm quite bad with confession scenes so sorry if its a bit cringey oh and Y/L means your letter XD
Today was the day you left N a small letter he didn't have a room so when he was distracted you taped it to his back hoping it wouldn't fall of when he's flying and made sure to put your designation letter on so he doesn't think it's a mean letter from J.
It simply just said you wished to talk to him privately on top of an old human tower it looked like it was going to fall any minute but somehow it still stands perhaps the weather has something to do with it?
Standing in the snow you fiddled with your jacket honestly you have no idea if N would even notice the letter today but you're hoping V or J will point it out but speaking of the devil you heard and felt a crash causing the building to shake a little and you to fall over.
There N stood up surprised he even shook the building dusting the snow off his clothes he noticed you on the ground "Oh biscuits sorry about that Y/L" he says stumbling over to help you up.
"It's alright N it was an accident haha" you laughed as N helped you up and dusted the snow off your shoulders then taking a step back.
"Oh! I got your letter It took me a bit to notice it haha...what was it you wanted to talk about?" N took the letter out of his pocket and held it out for you to see.
"Right! The letter I wrote the letter I purposely left on you to find the letter for you-" you stopped yourself from rambling and let out a fake cough as N stood there smiling.
"Erm there was something I wanted to confess..." You took a quick glance at N to attempt to read his body language but he was just there smiling like the goofy guy he is.
"I like you! Like like like you... I have a crush on you!" You shouted completely flustered looking back up at N but he only had a flustered look too.
"I- forget this happened I'm sorry!" Quickly your wings opened out and as fast as you could flew away before you left you could hear a faint "Wait!" From N.
Turning your head while in the sky you can see N flying chasing after you letting your emotions take over you began to fly as fast as you can.
But suddenly you felt something wrap over your waist from behind and you begin to fall N's wings cover you and he takes the harsh fall you both groaned and N moved his wings out of your way.
"Are you crazy!" You scream grabbing his shoulders and shaking him needing something to grab onto N grabs your wrists to stop shaking and to hopefully stop you.
"Woah wait wait wait! You flew off before I got to say anything!" N squeals causing you to stop.
"I just wanted to say I feel the same way! Honestly I didn't think you'd take the lead..." N mumbled the second half of his sentence you let go of his jacket shocked.
"Really? Wait but what about your crush on V?" You asked confused.
"Well...I figured out she doesn't really feel the same way and I got over it that was awhile ago" N says sitting up suddenly I realized I was kneeling on his lap jumping up completely flustered you regained composure and helped N stand up but when he got on his feet N pulled you into a hug with his tail wrapping around you.
"Sorry but I'm really happy right now"
"Me too"
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cookie-crumblr · 20 days
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✨My Dastardly Villain~✨
F!Hero Reader x M!Villain Yan OC
Part 3~
His Info: 💰✨
Part 1
<<<Previous Part _ Next Part>>>
!!!MINORS DNI!!!
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CW: F!Reader, reader has a vagina, reader referred to as she/her, readers alias is Solar, protected sex, dub con(reader doesn’t know it’s the same guy he knows it’s us.) P in V, rough sex, kidnapping a kid(in a not so serious way. ((still a serious thing irl) legit shoulda just called the cops, but this is for entertainment purposes XD LOL luv u, but plz don’t do this XD) explicit language
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Song Rec: i like the way you kiss me - Artemas
Your arms lock around his hot, silver chain covered neck, he holds you back by the sides. His face turned so your kiss lands on his cheek, “Woah, someone’s eager,” He laughs nervously.
Your heart clenches in guilt, “Sh-shit sorry!” You step back instantly, “I thought that was why you really invited me back…” you smile apologetically.
“It’s all good, I just… Had a weird day,” He stretches up and messes with his dreaded hair. His shirt hem lifts with his arm~
You turn away momentarily, “Uhg! sorry! I still gotta cool off!” now it’s your turn with nervous laughter.
“I could get you some Ice” His laugh this time comes from his belly, it’s that same sound you practically fell in love with at the bar. He really makes you melt, and he’s not even doing anything!
"That might actually help" You spin back around to join in his smiles.
"Gods, you're so hot for little old me, that ice will actually help?" His voice is low and gravely right now.
You cover your heat filled face, "Okay! If you don't wanna fuck This second you better not tease me, Kai!"
"okay okay, hah, 'm sorry," he pats you on the head, looking down at you, "and it has nothing to do with you..." not even he's convinced. Its all to do with you... You're Solar... He's had issues with you interrupting his work for so long now—
Wait—
He's had so much pent up energy towards you, and now you're right here practically begging him to fuck you. As he looks you over, your arms are down holding your hands in each other, your legs press together, and shake with wanting.
"Actually Y/N... Get on the bed."
You almost *Yippeee!* at the development, none the wiser to the villain's newest plot. You jump on the bed, legs rubbing together and already panting.
He grabs a condom from his nightstand.
"Good." as he approaches he sheds clothing, chains tinkling and clinking as he does~ oh gods, your core is burning! "Roll over."
As you do he grabs your ankle and roughly pulls you to the edge of the bed, your body flies back in his grasp as if you weigh as much as a limp rope on the mattress.
He checks you, sliding his fingers between your folds and you're already so wet for him, but he still grabs lube and spreads it over the condom on the outside. He's not planning to be nice, but he isnt cruel.
"oh gods!" you feel the cold lube touch you first, eliciting intense shivers.
"Your pussy is so hot," He pushes in slowly, stretching you as he bottoms out.
"i-is it good?" you gasp with how full you feel. His hand finds your tummy and pushes in, creating so much pressure inside of you, you're already bursting when you cry out "Ah!~"
"So good~" He groans, he hasn't even moved and you're already cumming messily all over his cock. "you must've wanted me so bad, Y/N~"
"I do! I-I Really L-want your cock! Pl-lease!~" You gasp excitedly, your hips moving and shaking and pushing into his hips taking him as deep as you can.
"gods," his voice rumbles through you. His free hand caresses chills into your back as it hikes up your body to your neck, and back down before going back up. His touch is so soft, your shaking under it.
His hand finally stops tickling you and roaming when it finds your neck, he caresses you there just as softly, wrapping around your flesh until he's pulling you up into his chest by just your throat.
Your mouth is open, tiny, hushed little moans leaving freely.
He finally moves his length in you, pulling out agonizingly slow, and then~
*plop!*
He thrusts so hard into you, ripples flow over your flesh.
You swear you'd die if you were anywhere else, but here, right now.
*plop!* *plop!* *slap!* *plop!*
He's using your throat to control your body as he fucks you from underneath, all the muscles in his legs taught with the force he's using.
His skin glistens with a sheen of sweat and yours does too as you continue to reach for the mattress, or his hard legs, or anything at all for purchase against his brutal pace but you can hardly reach any of it. He's too tall, so you're just being used as a ragdoll for his pleasure, and you're loosing your mind in the process.
You've lost track of how many times you've came, you were never counting to begin with, they've all been blending amazingly with the building pleasure coil that feels like it'll never snap! You keep wanting more, even thought you definitely are not going to be able you walk after this.
He finally throws you back down onto the mattress and you feel like you can catch your breath for a second until he's ramming into you harder than before using your own hips as a tool to hold you in place. Your whole body jostles with orgasmic waves of pleasure now as he continues fucking you into the mattress chasing his own imminent high. and when he cums, he cums buckets; filling the condom and spilling it out all over your quivering pussy and thighs.
You gasp starting to actually catch your breath with your messed up face pressed into the duvet, when he reaches over you into his nightstand for another condom.
~
He let you use his family shower, you both decided to take them separately, since he seems like he could keep going and you want nothing more than to keep being used by him…
But! You’re here for another reason, not just sex.
Although…
The sex is so~ nice.
*POP*
You feel something hard and hot grinding into your crotch, before you even open your eyes.
You teleported into his literal lap.
at least you don’t have to try and walk back.
“Wow, I was just thinking about you too,” he laughs and caresses up your sides.
You cover your face, “How did you know!?”
“That’s what I was gonna tell you; teleportation, it’s just like summoning. When you think hard enough about something, you just bring it to you, or you to it.”
“It’s that simple?”
“Well, the thing i was gonna actually help you with, was figuring out how you’re gonna start to control your thoughts. It’s -ah-” He sighs under your weight, “It’s different for every person.”
“What about some of the— Wait.” an idea strikes you like a lightning bolt! “What if i think about Sobek! He’s probably doing something pretty dastardly right now! I could just-”
“NO-!”
*POP*
Air rushes around you as you fall back into Kai’s lap.
“Ooof!” his legs close around you, oh shit!
“Sorry!! Oh my gods! are you okay!?”
“Just—my balls” He wheezes.
You climb off of him, legs squishing down into the mattress, rocking him around.
“Huh, why didn’t that work?” you think for a second about Sobek again. Reaaallly hard. His stupid hips, and tiny waist. He looks so hot.
*POP*
You land on top of Kai’s back this time as he’s still hunched over on the bed.
“STOP!” he coughs out in a higher pitched and cracking voice.
“Oh! sorry!! I don’t know why it’s not working!!”
“Maybe h-he’s got like a-shield o-or something…” he had to think fast, and that’s what he came up with.
You think about it for a second, “Yeah you’re probably right. Sorry about falling on you… Do you need some—”
“Get back on the bed.”
A little later~
You decided you’d get more done at central park. In public. since you can’t stop fucking eachother long enough to actually get any thing done.
When you get into your rental car you don’t even notice that keys are already in the ignition.
You definitely didn’t notice—
“Mama? H-hey you’re no my mama!” The cute squeaky voice of a child rings out from the backseat.
“Kai…”
“Y/N…”
You say in unison before slowly turning to look at the less than five year old.
You slowly look back eachother.
And then back at the kid. And then foreword. “Kai… We just kidnapped someone’s kid.” You keep your words quiet.
“What do you mean We!?” He whisper-yells back “It’s your rental we got mixed up!!”
“oooo, if my mama finds out you’re both in trouble…”the kid adds.
“Where-Where abouts is your mommy?” You ask… Hoping the kid knows a street maybe.
“Cony island!!!”
“Okay kid, we definitely did not pick you up at—” You start.
“WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” The kid screeches.
“Okay!!! okay! Cony Island! jeeze.” Kai covers his ears, and yells back at the child.
“No! why would we take the kid to—”
“If you take me to Cony Island, I’ll tell my mama dis was allllll a misstake.” they’re blackmailing you now. a child.
You drive, weaving down busy streets through skyscrapers until you make it to the East coastline, the ferris wheel noticeable from where you are already.
The kid bounces in the backseat with excitement. It’s really quite cute actually. They are just so innocent and tiny. Even though they’re BLACKMAILING YOU. Oh well. What’s the harm in some carnival time?
You and Kai each take a hand of the child, leading them to the bridge, careful not to let them wander even the slightest bit away from you both.
You’re smiling at all the lively and noisy people around you, while Kai is a little too focused on only you. He doesn’t notice a tent pole he walks straight into it, or a couple of people that he shoulder checks.
The way your smile is lighting up the open air, and your swinging your hand with a smiling happy kid that isn’t even yours.
Now he’s shy.
He was so angry earlier, and now he just can’t believe that your the same person that’s always getting in his way.
You take the kid on the tea cups while Kai watches, he isn’t much into spinning rides, he says.
He grabs some cotton candy and an elephant ear; his favorite sweet. The cinnamon sugar over an airy, crusty deliciously fried thin bit of bread! MM!!
he’s enjoying himself when you and the kid sway over to him while giggling, neither of you can walk straight after how fast you had been spinning the little cup.
He can’t help but laugh along with you. The kid reaches up for Kai, as if to say “up!”
He gives the kid the rest of his sweets and their little chubby face lights up! It’s just darling! Then he picks the little one up, and holds him against his side. The kid is spilling cinnamon sugar and sticky sweetness all over Kai’s nice black jacket, but he doesn’t care. It’s a beautiful day and he gets to spend it with you…
He can’t help but be infected by your joy in such a weird circumstance.
“Seconds stweet” they say as you walk to a game booth that had the kid’s eyes glued to a stuffed toy.
“Yes! Thank you!! we’ll win you this prize and take you home, sound good kid?” You ask them.
“Yus! Thank you for today!” They say with big cute bright eyes. “mm gettin sweepy” They’re little head drapes over Kai’s shoulder. Both of your hearts thump! it’s just too cute!
You throw a couple darts, hitting and popping every balloon. The man hands you a giant teddy bear, and you carry it and the now sleeping child back to the car.
When you make it back you explain to the worried parents that prove it’s their child by the car documents and their ID’s matching. You may have kidnapped the kid, but you didn’t want to give them to the wrong people!
The parents seem less mad and more just thankful their child is safe and happily napping in their car seat.
They tell you to leave, understandably. You both nod and go to your actual rental. Where you have to pull your keys out of your pocket this time to drive away.
You both sigh out shaky laughs.
“We should have probably just called the cops.” You tell each other and laugh more.
You end up back at Cony Island…
Your hands entwined as you just enjoy each other’s company this time… You didn’t really plan this. But you’re both happy in this moment.
The salty air of the dirty beaches nearby, and the beautiful blue sky with just a couple of fluffy little clouds above, has you both smiling peacefully.
You lead him to the ferris wheel as the sun is setting turning the sky hot orange.
you’re holding each others hand, not saying a thing when Kai looks to you, “Be my girlfriend, Y/N.”
“You don’t know me that well though….” You look down, thinking about possibly being a disappointment if he were to find out more about you.
“I want to.” He says, picking up your face to lock eyes with yours. “I want to get to know you. And I want to be exclusive while I do.”
“Woah.” You don’t mean to say it out loud, “I want to know you too, Kai.”
He kisses you, seriously kisses you. Nothing but lips this time, nothing even sexual about it. It’s as if you’re signing a binding contract. The ferris wheel pod rocks as the wheel stops turning. It’s your turn at the top now. But neither of you look out at the world below, you’re too enthralled by each other to even notice.
You breathe in each others’ scent as you pull away. he’s always smelling like sweets. It makes you feel dizzy and giddy.
His hand ghosts down your arm, and goosebumps rise in his wake. The tickle of his featherlight fingers over your flesh, has you gasping. He keeps doing it as your head leans into his shoulder, and your hand hold his free one. The sky darkens in the time it takes you to go around the wheel two more times, until you both are satisfied and tired enough to head back.
He drives you back to your place, and carries your sleepy form inside…
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goldenteaset · 6 months
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What in Hell is Bad? (Belated) First Impressions
...AKA "This Hole Was Made For Me (But Oh God There Are Worms In Places)" XD;
Before I get into this, let me preface by saying I love otome games and have never played a Tower Defense game before. That is to say, I'm intrigued by the gameplay but am still in the "learning curve". With that settled, some bullet point'd impressions!
I've only able to actually play properly since yesterday, when all the crashes were finally fixed. (I do hope they fix the shop for the people who want to pay, though)
The quiz at the start immediately got me hyped! I knew I'd be having fun when I got to the "You've been trapped in an Angst Novel as a side character" question and one of the answers was "Create a 21+ romance out of it that's lewder than the original". My language, WHB (mostly) speaks it! XD
Actual R18 harem romance in an mobile otome game that isn't the Ikemen series('s non-canon events), truly incredible
STORY IMPRESSIONS
It's funny, I'm aware that the translation is very literal in places and does need to be fixed, but there are also lines I genuinely adore and hope stick around. (Gabriel's introduction, for example. Gorgeous, ethereal language that perfectly fits an angel.)
On that note, I'm an absolute sucker for stories that deal directly with (Fallen) Angels, Devils, and what love and free will means for them. The plot so far is such catnip for me it's not funny
I also have a fascination with fetishes and what they could add to characters, and most of these I've only ever seen in research papers. Having them be this integral is like a dream...
...I'll cry in frustration if there's another hand fetishist who chops off people's hands again though. JUST BUY A MANNEQUIN'S
Minheok is way more interesting than I thought he'd be. Hearing him speak Korean compared to everyone else's Japanese (or "Celestial/Devilish" if you will) is really fun. :D
I'm loving the MC, even as I'm also adjusting her (in my case) for "OC with some self-insert" purposes. Love that she's so horny, love that she has a wide-range of tastes as a cute nod to the "MC gets along with everyone" trope, and love that she wants to make Gabriel cry!!
After Beelzebub (quiz starter) and Sitri, the third Devil to have my heart was Valefor. He's my MC's big teddy bear who protects everyone ;v;
GAMEPLAY
The Secret Shop truly is secret, I haven't seen it yet
I'm loving being able to buy gacha currency with in-game money (pancakes) to better hoard. Please keep this, devs!
The level up etc. items keep making me hungry, it's genuinely great
I'm less keen on how hard it is to grind for certain items, but if I soldiered through FGO for five years I can survive this (I think)
That said, I don't think characters level up when you fight. That is ridiculous and would stop me from playing if the leveling costs became too high
Please let us play with the S- and A-Class Devils in Secret Club? :(
The chats are fun and cute, but I wish we had more...
Justice for Valefor let me put him in Secret Club he's been working so hard
Why don't the A-Class Devils have the boards like the L- and S-Classes? I want to learn about everyone!
The music is kind-of quiet? But I like what I can hear
I like the Day and Night-cycle on the home screen, very cute
Being able to have one of the Demon King's "assets" take up the whole home screen is both sexy and hilarious XD
The most YMMV opinion of them all: I wish the story segments were longer and that there was a way to do a kind of "Last time, in Chapter 1-(X)" to keep story info from being lost in the stream of battles
But in the interest of keeping things optimistic around here, I have one more impression to make:
GABRIEL
Instantly makes this GOTY for me and I wish I was kidding
One look and I fell in love. And then I saw his potential L card/scene in the final trailer and fell even harder!!
I would feel dislike toward him re: Minheok and the Devils, but as far as he's concerned the sandwich that he rang up (MC) keeps yelling at him. I'm satisfied
My excitement at his L card reached such insane heights I started writing something starring him. That is a sign if nothing else!
...So yeah, I'm cautiously optimistic and will hopefully have even more to say soon. :D
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hii ive been following ur pride stuff on ao3 and i was wondering if we could get some genderfluid four where the colors fight on what gender four is? for some specifics, i think blue winning the fight for a day + being v proud of herself would be cute but im not picky, ik not everyone is a fan of transfem blue.
have a good day!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HAVE SOME TRANS FOUR!!!! I dug through your account to see which pronouns you usually use for the colors XD.
Four is the Link I’m least confident in writing, and I’m also not genderfluid, but I did my best! I hope you enjoy!
Here's the AO3 link. 595 words, fluff and introspection
Four: genderfluid, pronouns change daily (no pronouns until the daily pronouns are decided)
Blue: she/her
Green: he/him
Vio: they/them
Red: zae/zem/zaer/zaers/zemself
Legend: genderfluid, any/mirror (mirror pronouns means whichever pronouns the person who is referring to Legend uses, the person also uses those pronouns for Legend)
Four looked at the headbands laid out on top of the bag: blue, green, red, and violet. Four liked to use the headbands to signal to the others which pronouns they should use that day. Four got the idea after seeing Wild use their earrings for the same purpose. 
Previously, Four let people use whichever pronouns they were most comfortable with; Four was genderfluid and didn’t care too much about pronouns. After spending so much time with an accepting group of other very queer heroes, though, Four decided to get used to choosing pronouns to fit the gender feelings of the day. 
It took some effort, yes, and a lot of introspection every day. The others had to memorize which headband meant what. Four never minded if they had to ask for clarification, but they caught on pretty easily. The hardest part of the whole situation was the others learning how to use Red’s favorite set of pronouns, since no one had ever heard those before. 
Everyone was excited to learn the new set of pronouns. It made Four feel very supported and accepted, and it made a warm feeling fill Four’s body whenever the thought crossed Four’s mind. 
A perfect reason to use my pronouns today! Red supplied. 
You’ve won the pronoun battle three times this week already, Blue argued. Four’s head inclined. She was right, Four had been using Red’s choice of pronouns for most of the week. Four pushed the red headband farther away. Those pronouns didn’t feel quite right, today.
It’s because I have the best pronouns. 
No, Green argued, it’s because you bribe Vio to vote for you. 
I do not!
I mean, you do sometimes, Vio replied. I really don’t mind, though. 
Four’s mouth fell into a frown and eyes narrowed at the three remaining headbands. Today was not going to be an easy choice, Four could already tell. 
What if instead of a vote, we solve a riddle to see who gets to use their pronouns for the day, Vio suggested. 
Four felt a distinct, blue-hued groan somewhere deep inside Four’s head.  
We can’t solve a riddle from inside our own head, Green said. 
Not with that attitude, we can’t, Red said. 
Maybe, Blue’s voice rang out over the others, we choose an outfit first. Then we can decide pronouns based on the vibes.
Four nodded. That was an excellent plan. Often, it was easier to decide on affirming clothes than it was to figure out affirming pronouns. 
Four laid out all the clean outfits in their pack. Four traveled light, so there weren’t too many choices, but there was at least one thing for each of Four’s usual gender feelings.
Four’s fingers brushed over the soft fabric of the best flowy skirt in existence, and it was decided. 
Yes! Blue exclaimed. 
Four smiled to herself as she picked up the skirt, a fitted undershirt, and a tunic to tuck in. They were traveling to a town today, and Wild assured the group they wouldn’t run into any more monsters on the way. Four was skeptical, but she had a lot of practice fighting in the skirt, so she figured it would still be a safe choice. 
Four slipped the blue headband over her hair, then pulled it up and settled it in place.
“Hell yeah, a she day,” Legend said. Four jumped slightly; she had been too deep in her own mind that she hadn’t heard Legend approach. 
“I’ll glom onto your pronouns for the day, I think. Feels right,” Legend said. 
Four smiled. “Happy to share.”
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:'OO What Andrews?
:OOOO???!!!
WOW :OO!!!
I was NOT expecting that XDD :O!!!
Wow XD
Dang well okay Andrews!!!
Slay Marcus :DDD
Yeah I'll allow it xDD just for now lol, just this once I'll say his first name XDD
And also awww <333
I hope he still works here (obviously I figure he will) and I hope he's still happy :'))
AAAHHHHHH MORGAN!!
Excited bc. yk XD
LOL yeah take it xD I think they'll notice but still
Nahh I don't think he means that ;))
What if he just took over lol
But how is this gonna lead to. . ?
AH yes Morgan STAY :DD!!
:OOOOOOOOOO AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
YESSS 😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰
YOUR HONOR THEY'RE IN L O V E
Y E S YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO IT ALONE :'DD
COME ON GIRL SAY YES :'DD
SHE LOOKS KINDA SAD BUT I THINK SHE'S JUST EMOTIONAL
Y E S S S S S YOU'RE A FAMILYYY 😭😭😭❤️❤️🥰🥰
OR I MEAN LIKE YOU WANT TO BE YOU CAN BE LOL
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Y E S S S S S S!!!!!!!
PARK AND MORGAN ARE GETTING BACK TOGETHER :'DDDDD 🥳🥳🎊🎉🎉🎉!!!! WHOOOOOO :'DDD 🥳🥳🥰🥰🥰🥰❤️😭😭🥰🥰🥰!!!!
PARKNIK IS BACK TOGETHER AFTER AN ENTIRE SEASON :'DDD
AAAHHHHHH I MISSED THEM SO MUCH :'DDDD!!!
Also, yk what? They deserve it :'))
What I'm about to say lol
YAYYYYYYY!!!! ALEX AND MORGAN ARE BACK TOGETHER 😭😭❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 :'DDDD!!!!
They deserve to 🥰🥰
To be back together and happy I men's this time lol
But also saying his first name XD
Anyway lol
I love them so much :')) my babeys <33
AAHHHHH they're going on their date :'DDD :')))
Awww 😭😭❤️❤️🥰🥰 themm :')) these idiots <333
They're not stupid don't worry lol
More just them still having a date with like literally jello or slushes :'))
But that's okay those sound like bops 😌 xd xD
AWWW themm :')))
Nah he just means in general girl :'DD
Yup :'))
AAHHHHH listing all their momentss 😭😭😭❤️ or some of them anyway
The extra s was on purpose by the way
AAHHHHHH 😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🥺🥺🥰🥰 I LOVE THEM SO MUCH :'DD :')))) <3333
YES boy you've got this <333
I believe in you Danny :'))
Y'all are so sweet <33
And I'm really gonna miss you 😭😭😭
Danny I mean, but also? I'm gonna miss you guys too <333
I hope he comes back :')) ❤️❤️❤️
I love them 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️🥺🥰🥰
Wait I hope she's not dying or anything and I somehow missed that 😭😭❤️🥺
Aww okay :'))
AAHHHHH that's so cute though 😭😭❤️❤️🥺🥰
Hopefully it works :')) sunsets tos stimulate the brain <33
Oh phew just a few days :'D I thought he'd say months or years <33
That's good though lol
Aww yay :'))
AHHH that was that they had their baby wasn't it :'))
The text
Yep 😭😭❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰 :'))
Awww Glassmannn 😭😭😭❤️🥺🥰🥰 come on just go <333
Sigh :(( :')))
Smileys because it is still beautiful though lol
Aww :'))
AAAHHHHH WAIT! SHE MOVED HER FACE!!
AAAAAHHHHHHHHH SHE'S SMILING :'DDDD
AWWWW :'DDD 😭😭🥺❤️❤️🥰 YAYYY WHOO 🥳🥳🎉🎊 that's so sweet :'))
I love her <33
Ik I don't know her but whatever I just wanted to say it xD or them but her made more sense lol
Good for her :')) <333
I'm sure it'll be a long road to recovery but still. Good for her <3
Now C'MONNNN GLASSMAN JUST GO!!!
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evanescentdawn · 2 years
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(July 4th)
today’s writing:
—wip: touken//gift ⭐️, ss//rehabilitation, if I wrote a romance, sangdok//prince in raincoat (jfkfkfk so proud of that wipname), ss//conclusions, SS//HS AU
A V ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ DAY…..!!!!!!!!!!
—ABSOLUTELY INSANE!! DOUBLE INSANE!!! okay, so I went to twt, check what’s up and got blast in the face by haku’s art. it was SO cute, I Had to write smth for it. AND THEN she gave me another idea and I HAD TO WRITE FOR IT because it was so perfect & amazing and fit so well & gave my thousands of feelings WHICH NEEDED TO BE PUT SOMEWHERE and eh???? apparently. I have written like. a whole touken fic……lmao, absolutely insane. I’m awesome <3 this is the power of touken + haku, lmao. I really wanted to get this edited & posted today !! so like stopped working on the hs au and quickly dropped this onto ao3, edited and posted it….AND JUST IN TIME TOO….! one min left of day <333333
—Okay, Okay. today was a general awful day, didn’t think I was gonna do any writing….but !! I HAVE SURPRISED MYSELF. A LOT !!! so was like thinking of working on SS wip, and worked on the rehabilitation one (look it has a name now, lmao) and hhhhhhh I really like this. this is practically a wip, lmao, I didn’t even have to write the “idea”. this is gonna be so fcking good. LETS GOOOO. hhhhh writing this reminded how much Thoughts I have abt the infinite tsukuyomi and how DISORIENTED everyone must be, god. like imaging getting everything you wanted and then. getting it snatched from you, because, apparently, it was all a dream. ouch. I edited it!! it’s not perfect, like parts that’s making me go “urghhhhh” y’know but it’s v <333 I love writing sasuke’s pov and getting into his head. despite how terrible I think I am at getting him, lmao, but I think I’m getting….a hang of it…..
—I don’t know what fcking happened???? I accidentlu pressed my orv playlist and NOW I HAVE FEELINGS and have to work on orv wip. HFJKFKF most of it is like. not offline. but this “if I wrote a romance is” so time to work on it !!! tbh, really don’t know…what to do with it. because I feel like I don’t have a hard grasp on ‘characterisation’ but whatever fuck rn. I should still write. because I have people who have been regarded for the characterisations which…..I dont completely agree with their fics or characterisations so WHOOP WHOOP you know???? I don’t even Know anything abt character archetypes and such, which I feel like hsy might but who the fuck cares y’know? let’s just go. I HAVE MANY FEELS AHHHHHHH I feel like a big idiot, putting this for soo long because of characterisation because DAMN, this is getting sooooo good. im So soft, heck. still stuck on where I’m gonna with this, lmao. OH. HEY. what if Han Sooyoung is narating to this lsh — I was gonna think — but of course, it would Kim Dokja. Lmao. She’s probs drunk, too XD on Purpose because she can’t do this on purpose. oh wow, suddenly want to write for sangdok, now.
—instead of going the mile of actually thinking of sangdok ideas, lmao….wait getting a vague one here….lett me quickly jot it down. hhhhhh, suddenly Urge to write for that olgami au. anyways, back for This Idea. instead of going out on the mile and starting a completely new sangdok idea, I can rewrite this wip because lmao I don’t plan to post it….but still keeping the og wip….wait, okay. it’s completely becoming its own wip??? AHHHHHH IM REALLY LIKING THIS. OH MY GOD I CANT BELIEVE I WROTE THIS !!! OH MY GOD I CANT BELEIVE IM WRITING THIS !!! im so <33333
—just felt like working on the ss//conclusions wip and…..ehhh…..I edited a bit but…. really feeling :/ abt this wip, rn. which is Urgh because I liked it !!! AND DO LIKE IT STILL (WELL THE IDEA MORE LIKE AND THE CONCEPT OF IT THE VAGUE CONTINUATION IDEAS) I edited it but really not feeling this wip at all. so I’ll just let it stew and see how it goes v v later. or maybe I think how to revise this idea. or write it in another way. I think that might be good thing to do
—hi hello???? Don’t Know what happened, but I suddenly feel like I can write SS. I can conquer it. I was rereading my SS fics that I posted and hhhb theyre so good. I wanted to tbh, make the 2nd chp of spring love a separate thing while also rewriting the og idea I wanted to have to better fit the first chp but lmao that sounds like a big mess to do rn leaving till much later. anyways, BACK TO THIS ….!!! okay so okay so. I didn’t plan at all to do the highschool prompt because I had No Urge at all to write a highschool au, lmao. I would love to read some but me?? write it??? No. Not like if it had some plot or smth around it and then I would naturally focus on ss if it were but mind was going blank when I tried to think of hs smth for SS BUT THEN… OUT OF NOWHERR…. I GOT HIT BY THIS… AND GOT STARTED WRITING IT OH MY GOD??? really doubt I’m gonna finish it, considering how there’s like few hours (& now less than 2 and don’t have this finished At All) of day left lmao but HELLO??? V MUCH LIKING THIS !!!! like pls, sasuke is such a dork I cant. I love him sm
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king-bito · 3 years
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Vanta Black is a butt
I’m sorry, this is my first Drabble or whatever this is, I didn’t proof read it, I don’t really know what my intention was here.. I’m not a writer, I do digital art, but there’s so little Shihai smut out there I thought I would add my bad writing to the small pile xD
I’m SO SORRY.
Pairing: Shihai Kuroiro x Reader
Characters are in their mid twenties.
Rating: Explicit
MINORS DO NOT INTERRACT
Warnings: Dub-Con, Predator/Prey Dynamic, Quirk use, Smut
It’s been a long day, it’s 10pm and you just exited the cinema alone, your friend, who decided to make the whole movie about kissing, making out, and blowing their newly acquired boyfriend, ditched you early in favour of going home with him.
Oh how wonderful it felt to be a third wheel. You’d resigned and accepted your fate, opting to take your time, grabbing a coffee at concession before leaving.
It’s Friday night and there’s still a buzz of nightlife, just barely starting to pick up. Luckily you lived nearby so you wouldn’t have to suffer atrocious cab fares, and the awkward conversations that you always felt cornered into.
You take a deep breath, finishing off the last of your beverage and tossing it into the trash and beginning your walk home, pulling together your jacket to ward off the cold bite of the night air.
————
It’s only 2 blocks from your apartment when you hear what sounds like distressed meows coming from a dark alley. Was it a cat? Fuck, it’s too cold on a night like this to just ignore it. You aren’t the bravest person, and dimly lit alleyways threw up about a dozen warning signals, but these small, infantile kitten meows had you falter and pause.
Biting your lip, you decide to suck it up. You can’t abandon a little kitty out here..
Oh how wonderfully gullible you are.
As you near a filthy dumpster with so many tags on it you can’t even make out a single letter, a cold breeze makes you shiver, it travels up your spine making you feel unsettled. For some reason the meows stopped when you began to enter the alley, and as you pull your arms around yourself for comfort to try and quell the fear, you peer around some stray boxes and trash bags, hoping to locate the abandoned animal.
You let out a gasp as something moves, you suppress a scream and tumble back against the brick wall, panting, heart beating rapidly.
There is nothing.
You swallow, you must have imagined it right?
Suddenly you feel something warm grab your wrists from behind, instinctively you try to pull forward but whatever is holding you is like a vice. Looking down you see pitch black hands wrapped firmly around your dainty wrists and then a low, whispering voice hits your ear.
“Hello little mousy~” Out from the dark brick behind you, a mans face with charcoal pigmented skin is pushing out from the darkness, his deep, dangerous tone terrifying and a little too provocative. Your first reaction is to bolt, and as you yank yourself away (purely at the mercy of this strange man in a wall letting your wrists go), you fall to the ground, turning to back yourself up against the opposite wall, resting on your now scraped palms. “W-what the hell?!” You stammer, taking in the sight before you.
Oh how cute.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” You yell, hoping to draw the attention of someone, anyone, nearby.
...
A deep chuckle cuts through the cold silence between you, and you watch as the head moves forward, more of his body emerging from the wall, and now, you get the chance to fully drink in his features. He’s handsome, well, what little you can make out in the low light against impossibly dark skin. His eyes are hooded and seductive, they study you with each breath you take. His lips are lightly pursed into a small smirk, they look perfect on his sharp jawline. His face is framed by a mop of thick silver hair that flicks out in an unruly manner over his cheeks and the back of his neck. The man is clad in a black coat, grey denim jeans, and a low cut v-neck tee, where you can make out his defined collarbones disappearing beneath the lapels of his long coat.
“Aww.. did I scare the poor little thing?” The man coos out gently, and the twisted smile he wears tells you very clearly this was all just fun cruelty to him.
“O-Of course you did! Who the fuck does tha-“
“Shihai” he interrupts you.
“What?”
“My name is Shihai Kuroiro, but you may call me Kuro.”
“I don’t give a damn what your name is.” You blurt out, getting yourself back to your feet and pressing yourself against the cold brick as if it would get you any further away from this..thing.
“You should. You will. Pretty thing like you couldn’t help but come to the pitiful little meows of a kitten, you didn’t even think, did you?”
“I-I…”
“I’m not even very good at making those sounds.. and yet you wandered all the way down an unlit alley, where oh, I don’t know…” Shihai steps forward and places his palms either side of your shoulders. He’s taller than you, lean, but sturdy in build, and his every languid movement was filled with its own strength and purpose. “...anyone could take advantage of you."
"I saw you in the cinema," He continued."you and your so called friend, she certainly had a good time, didn’t she?” He muses, leaning down so his wild grey-ish locks tickle your temple, his breath fanning over your neck as he spoke.
You can’t help but go red at the closeness, there was no doubt he was hot, he was very much your type and when was the last time you had a good fuck? Too long, that was for sure. But this guy was being a real creep! Not to mention scaring you half to death like some sort of twisted predator…
“Such a shame they didn’t invite you along with them.. then again, if they had, I wouldn’t have been able to get you alone like this… so cute, so flushed.. and my.. so easy.” He growls darkly, carding his fingers through your hair, and slowly curling his hand into a fist to grab a handful and yank gently. “Have some fun with me…” You knew this wasn’t an offer, but an inevitable demand, and against your quickly disappearing better judgement, you nodded meekly. Fuck it.
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The next few minutes are a blur, as you find yourself naked beneath Shihai, panting and mewling as his mouth works your nipple, sucking and nibbling while his hand massages and kneads your other breast. “K-...Kuro…” You gasp, arching your back and grabbing a fistful of his hair. You throw your head back and pant to the pulsing in your core, deft fingers of Shihai’s free hand thrusting in and out of you while curling them expertly.
The man is ravenous as he attacks that spongey spot inside you, his mouth hotly working up your neck and leaving an all manner of marks in his wake. You let out a guttural moan, writhing underneath his frame, pressing your chest to his and rocking your hips against his fingers, chasing your orgasm like a woman starved.
So Shameless
You weren’t quite sure how he got you to this room so quickly from the city street, no doubt it had to be some weird quirk that came with his abnormal allearance but you were hardly complaining once he stripped you, and himself down and practically threw you onto the bed to jump you.
“So beautiful.. so good for me, little mouse…” he coos, growling shortly after as he notices your body giving him telltale signs of your impending release. “Kuro.. please.. I-I’m..” You whine loudly as he pulls his fingers out of you abruptly, ceasing his administrations in full and repositioning himself above you. “Uh-uh-uh..~” Shihai keens, tutting before capturing your mouth in a lust filled kiss and pressing his tongue to your lips, demanding access. Your pitiful whine of protest offers him the perfect opening as he slides his tongue into your mouth and dominates you entirely, a free hand pushing your hips down to stop your pitiful bucking. “Mmmphhh~” You moan into his mouth, running your hands up and down his chest and ribs, feeling the muscles move and tense and admiring each contraction as he moves to line himself up.
“You only get to cum on my dick, understand~?” His voice is smooth like butter when he breaks the kiss, bringing his hand up to lick your ample juices from his fingers in a lewd display. He nearly moans when he tastes you, eyes fluttering closed as he savours your taste, slowly and teasingly sucking every digit clean. “Oh.. so delicious, little one. I’ll be sure to clean you up properly when we’re done…” He grins, sliding his tongue out of his mouth provocatively, causing you to whimper.
It’s only when you feel his hips move do you realise he had slowly been lining himself up with your dripping entrance, rolling them to push the tip of his leaking cock into your stretched hole, the movement drawing a long, loud moan from you. Fuck, you didn’t even get a good look at it in the heat of things, but fuck if it didn’t feel massive as it slowly stretches you out around the sheer girth.
Shihai hums contently, clearly holding back his sounds in favour of composure and control as he slowly, smoothly, sheaths himself into your heat. The stretch hurts, and is taking a little too long to grow accustomed to as you look up at the stunningly biz are creature above you. You raise a hand to his cheek, admiring his smooth warm skin and slight changes in shade as he grows hotter and hotter from the workout, and you offer the first gentle touch of the night to him, as re-assurance he can move, yes, but also an attempt to connect, and as his eyes dart to you’s, you swear you could see his cheeks reddening a little.
Shihai shakes his head and lowers himself down to bite and nibble at your neck, slowly beginning to rock his hips back and forth. “So.. so tight, you really are a sweet little thing aren’t you” he manages between thrusts that grow in intensity. “Fuck, you’re practically sucking me in, beautiful.” he grunts, a shudder racking his spine as you continue to touch him tenderly.
“A-ahmmm… Kuro!” You groan, breaths becoming an uneven pant, you lean back to give him better access to your neck and guide his hand up to your breast again as you start to move your hips in time with his, lifting your knees to let him hit deeper and deeper inside of you. “I wanna… mmmmphhhh! Shit.. I need to…” you feel the tightness building in your stomach.
The pace quickens and the new angle has him hitting that perfect spot inside of you. He’s bracing himself on one hand, and with his other, he’s squeezing and gently teasing your pebbled nipple beneath his fingertips.
“Hahn… gonna cum? Go on… you can do it. Cum all over my cock.”
You throw your head back again and wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into you with each thrust until your walls clench and contract around his dick, making it twitch and pulse as you both reach your high, coming undone at once.
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Kuroiro takes surprisingly good care of you after multiple rounds of intense orgasms, he cleans you up with a warm damp cloth, feeds you, and gives you water before you damn near pass out in his bed. As he settles in beside you, scooting up to try and make you roll over so he can spoon you, you reach up to cup his cheek in your hand, your sleepy expression sweet and lazy. “...You’re still a creep..” You murmur gently, causing him to look at you with a little shock. He opens his mouth to retaliate, but you cut him off before he can get a stupid cocky remark in. “...but this was amazing. Do you think next time we could start…. with an actual date?”
His mouth opens again, this time he’s speechless. “Wait.. r-really? You’d.. you’d like to…?”
“Shhhh…” you nod, smiling gently as you roll over and shuffle back into him.
What you’re too tired to notice, is the heat coming from his cheeks, ears, and neck. Shit, he thought if he could just remain in control he wouldn’t become a stammering blushing mess. You weren’t supposed to like him! Nor ask him out!
But you had to be a cute little sweetheart and flip the tables on his plan.
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Would you consider having Jin King joining the Cooper gang a bitter choice than Panda King? since a lot of fans in the fandom disliking the storyline because of how little appearance Jing King has. Not that i agree, the Panda King is great! (and i find sly fans can be overly critical of games that don't even try to give good moral lessons-- hello you're playing as a band of thieves, one of your missions is literally called wolf massacre)
i don't think it would've worked either, but i still disagree with your points :V
panda king's presence in sly 3 is VERY important for the plot: it shows sly's attempt to walk foreward and not rely completely on his past (one of the main themes of the game, lol), brings back traumatic past experiences (again, a main theme), puts a LOT of tension between sly and bentley (something touched upon with the really annoying love "triangle" and the actually well written issues brought up by M), and in all of that gives so much more personality to a complex character such as panda king. leaving him behind and giving us his daughter instead wouldn't hit as hard.
jin king is, at the end of the day, the "thing to steal" of the episode. yes, thing. the gang wants to free her, we're shown that panda king loves his daughter a lot, and we're given a literal mysoginistic cock as a villain to drill in the idea that women aren't objects, and yet that's... what she ends up being? Even if the game give us good female characters w Penelope and Carmelita, we're still left with her not really... choosing? To do anything? at the end of the day we save her and then Panda King tells her to stay behind, and we're even presented to him threatening every single person who tries to flirt with her for haha funny memes xd instead of letting us know that she doesn't want to get married, or maybe she wants to find her own way. i'm not saying it's enough to make me dislike Panda King, or the game in general, or even just that episode --- but it's still a little. meh.
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also idk how to tell you that while the gang is obviously corrupt abd fucked up and a bunch of bastards through the series, they very often are presented as the undoubtly good guys. again, even if the result isn't the best, they really drill in the idea that Jin King is her own person here literally one of the few times I can say they're undoubtly in the wrong is exactly during the Holland episode (where "wolf massacre" takes place) where they cheat their way to the Black Baron, and even then we're told that everyone in the competition cheats and the baron has no problems killing people; they might act selfishly, sometimes, but wether by accident or on purpose they do what's right.
the Sly series often talks about sexism (for better or worse, lol), environmentalism and classism, actively criticizing those who hurt people "weaker" than them and destroy nature for profit. Sly himself comments that his work and Carmelita's aren't that different more than once, and specifically says that the only thing dividing them is that she must stay there and wait for orders while he does whatever he wants
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I have a feeling that Christmas at Horror House would be super chaotic, dunno why? Anyway, Happy Holidays!
Merry Christmas anon!!
OH but of course XD They're like, two groups of characters here- that have really, really good memories of Christmas that they've been able to hold onto (Jason with his mum, Stu and his likely very expensive presents, Norman and/or Norma [... ], and perhaps Tiffany with Chucky one year or with her kids or her mum or even all, Bubba with his brothers,), those who absolutely do not care/hate it (Michael, Patrick, Jennifer, Pennywise, Billy and Chucky).
And then there is Freddy and Carrie and I really don't know about those two. I mean for sure neither of them (Especially Carrie, at least Freddy had some with Loretta and Maggie) ever had an enjoyable Christmas but Carrie's very optimistic (And maybe has some Christmas traditions she still holds on to! ^^) and Freddy might be into it in a sorta ironic way, seeing as you know... he could look however he likes, and he chooses the Christmas sweater.
So their is a looot of chaos like you said XD :
Norman and Stu struggling with the decorations because Norman thinks lights are a better idea and wants to do a more subdued, classy look but Stu's gone tinsel/blow up crazy. A blow up snowman here, a blow up dinosaur there, blow up Santa's and elves everywhere. Billy stands to the side facepalming- he's too cool for Christmas.
Pam making Christmas cookies while Jason and Bubba decorate them. Both their cookies look messy but its the kind of messy where you can tell they tried- they're both happy with their work. They eventually get Carrie to sit down and do it with them, too! And she's a natural. Pam lets her and Bubba lick the icing spoons- Jason's the big brother type and doesn't mind at all XD
Pennywise sniffing around the kitchen while Drayton's cooking, annoying the s h i t out of him. Violence has ensued. Jason and a Jennifer had to step in- the Meat Pulveriser was being used in a way never intended by the creator. It shouldn't be shoved up those places.
Tiffany's the one that insists everyone must be at Christmas dinner. They're a 'family'- yes even you Freddy. Get your burnt ass out of your room.
Jennifer and Freddy put fucking mistletoe e v e r y w h e r e. Couples that got stuck under it: Chucky and Tiffany (On purpose), Bubba and Carrie (She gave him a lil kiss on the cheek via her fingers), Pam and Tiffany (Also very pure. They did air kisses), Freddy and Pam (Also, on purpose. Not Pam's purpose, but whatever. Jason was like nope, and casually took a sparkler to Freddy), Chop Top and Nubbins (Nubbins ave his twin a big wet LICK upside the head and Chop was more than happy to give him one back.), Jennifer and Chop Top, Jason and Freddy, Jason and Bubba, Hannibal and Michael- and that was the end, because Michael went around shoving it all up his mask and chewing it like tobacco. Its probably still stuck in his teeth.
Pamela and Bubba help Drayton with the cooking while Chop and Nubbins sniff around the presents like hungry dogs and Jason guards them.
Freddy puts on a plain yellow sweater. He thinks its hilarious.
Someone (*Cough* Stu) manages to drop a Santa hat on Michael without him noticing (He's just sitting there on his recliner watching Christmas episodes of, like, Becker and Frasier over and over). Chucky spills the beans but Michael doesn't do shit about it. Like yes, and?? Go fall in the toilet, puny elf.
Speaking of Chucky- he tries to act like its any normal day, pointedly ignoring all the decorations, the music, and Tiffany, going about his daily activity. It devastated Bubba. That is until Drayton says that if he wont fuckin' do Christmas, he doesn't get any goddamn fuckin' food and Chucky changed his tune quickly. Drayton was mostly just annoyed at the little bastards stupid attitude... and only a little, trying to fix him for Bubba's benefit.
Chucky will tongue kiss anyone that makes him good food and that is a Headcanon f a c t.
Hannibal is in charge of the music. (Chop Top: "Hey-hey Han, do ya think I can-can change this to G-G-G-randma Got Run Over By- " // "Touch this phone and you die."). Chop Top definitely tries to get the music control multiple times. He manages it once - flicking on Leroy the Redneck Reindeer while Hannibal was in the bathroom, - . Once.
I mean he didn't die, but he did run away to the roof to hide for a long while til Tiffany talked him down for dinner.
Also- Headcanons that Norman and Jennifer are Jewish? Yes thanks. Tiffany insists that they involve Hanukah in the celebrations.
Now I gotta go write my Grandma a card and cut up a fruit platter so see y'all later! ^^ Maybe I'll have some more HC's later. PLEASE BE FREE TO SEND IN YOUR OWN VILLAINOUS DECEMBER HOLIDAY HC'S THOUGH!! I'll have plenty of time to reply at my family Christmas haha XDD
Happy Holidays!! Or just Good Day, if you don't celebrate anything! ^^
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The Arrangement Chapter 5
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Series Summary: Desperately in need of money, you answered the questionable ad. AKA-Arranged marriage AU featuring Y/N and Yoongi.
Chapter Summary: You go to BigHit for your second interview and are surprised to learn the client is a familiar face. 
Author’s Note: TY everyone for reading <3 I am here for the awkward flirtation in this chapter XD
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You returned to your jobs for the next few days without hearing anything. On Tuesday you received an email **Google Calendar invitation: Audition/Final interview. Very Personal Assistant. BTS Corporate Accept/Decline**
You found yourself strangely nervous as you prepared for the interview. You didn’t actually think you would get this far. You picked out a basic black dress and some cute flats for the day before you left the house. Personal assistant/girlfriend/wife wasn’t exactly a job you had interviewed for before. You found it difficult to focus at your desk all morning; your stomach doing flip-flops. Would you be meeting with Dimples...er...Namjoon again or would you be meeting the client? You had said you didn’t care what the guy looked like, and that was true, but you would like to meet a person and speak to them before making such a big commitment. Before you knew it, the time had come. You hopped onto the subway and headed for the middle of the city.
You entered the BigHit Building with sweaty hands and were waived over to the front desk where a Security guard verified your information. Your throat was so dry you had difficulty answering basic questions. Great. You headed over to the elevator. As you were waiting for it to come down you noticed a tall man wearing a baseball cap stride confidently into the building and right past security. He walked over to the elevators and stood next to you. You glanced up at him. Holy shit that was the famous model, V.  You quickly looked back at the elevator door. You had totally forgotten that models worked here. I guess If I end up working here stuff like that is just normal, you thought to yourself.  The two of you entered the elevator.
“What floor?” He asked, his voice deeper than you would have guessed. You had only seen him in print ads, although you knew he had done some commercials as well.
“22nd please.” You willed your voice to stay calm. How dare a super gorgeous model invade your space and make you nervous when you were already nervous.
“Me too,” he flashed a smile. A very cute smile that made him almost look like a little kid.  He turned back to face the doors saving you from making any awkward small talk.
The ride lasted about a minute, with a few other people entering and exiting. By the time you arrived at the 22nd floor it was just the two of you again. V was a gentleman and gestured for you to exit before him. You did, but then you had to pause and decide which way to go. You looked for a directory. 
“Namjoon’s office is on the right, Jin’s is on the left. And since Jin is out of the country, I’m guessing you’re on your way to Namjoon’s.” V said as he strolled off the elevator and to the right.
“Thanks.” You follow him. “I am meeting with Mr. Kim today. I appreciate the directions.”
“Any time. Hey Jimin.” he said as the two of you entered a wide open area with couches, window views, and a large reception desk. A man who also looked like he could be a model was sitting there, his blonde hair styled absolutely perfectly. “Hey V.” He responded without looking up.
V looked over at you with a grin, pointing to Jimin, then shrugged his shoulders . He found this situation funny. You walked over to the desk. “Umm Excuse me. "
Jimin jumped back in his chair, very surprised. “Shit. where did you come from?”
“I’m so sorry,” you said, covering your mouth with your hands.  V laughed in the background. “We got off the elevator at the same time. You must not have seen or heard me.”
“V. You did that on purpose!” Jimin shouted around you, pointing his finger. V cackled and had a seat on one of the sofas.  
You were beginning to apologize again when you heard the office door open. You all froze.
 “What the hell is going on out here?” Namjoon asked, one hand still on the door. “[Y/N] I should have known.” Jimin turned around surprised that his boss was speaking to you so rudely and casually. “Get in here,” he gestured to the door opening. Jimin opened his mouth to try and explain the commotion, but you were already on your way to the door.
“Oh my God I’m here for an interview, not to get called into the principal’s office.” You responded as you passed Namjoon and into his office.
Jimin and V both stared at each other, determined not to laugh. 
Namjoon stood there with an irritated expression. “Always. Always with the mouth.” He said as you walked through the door. He looked back, “Jimin, hold my calls until I tell you.”
Jimin nods. The minute the door shut he and V started to wheeze while trying to laugh quietly.
V walked over to the desk . “Who is that?” 
“They’re interviewing assistants for Yoongi. The other girl left half an hour ago.” Jimin pauses for a second, “I can’t believe I yelled "shit" at her.”
V laughed again. “She doesn’t seem like the type to be easily offended. So she’s probably a perfect assistant for Yoongi.”
“That’s true.” Jimin agreed. 
On the other side of the door you were still congratulating yourself on your quip against Namjoon when you were surprised to see a familiar face. It was the guy who left his headphones behind last week. Today he was dressed nicer, wearing jeans and a shirt with a vest. His hair was longer than you would have guessed, now that it was free from the black baseball cap. You felt your heart begin to speed up even more.
You had gotten so caught up in accidentally scaring the poor receptionist and messing with Namjoon you had forgotten you were nervous. A fact that you were very much aware of at this exact moment. Your hands were wet and sweaty again and your throat became dry.
“[Y/N] this is music producer Min Yoongi. Aka Suga. Aka the client.” Namjoon gestured to the shorter man and then walked around to the other side of his room, taking a seat at his desk.
You stand there for a few seconds, taking it all in, and then remember that you are being interviewed. You force something out, "Hey there stranger." 
He smirked, “Hey. Welcome to round 2 of the interview I guess.” He sounded almost shy. Which didn’t match his facial expression. 
“Thanks. Are you our chaperone? " You called over to Namjoon who was sitting there barely paying attention to the meeting and scrolling through his phone
" Something like that. Pretend I’m not even here.”
"OK. Well it's nice to officially meet you, Min Yoongi. I'm Y/N. I'd shake your hand but mine are so very sweaty. " You said before you were able to censor yourself. 
You heard Namjoon sigh as your lack of decorum. Yoongi just continued on as though everything was normal. 
"You as well.” He put his hands in his pockets and rocked on his feet slightly. “First of all, do you have any questions for me?" 
You weren't expecting the interview to begin like that. But there definitely were some questions you had about all of this. 
"Ooo I get to interview you? This is unexpected.” You paused for several seconds, pursing your lips together in thought, “Ok. I got it! First question: You're good looking. You seem nice enough. I’m guessing you have a pretty good job if you’re working here, so….what's wrong with you? 
Yoongi stood there for a minute with his mouth open. To your surprise, he responded in a whiny voice," Why would you ask me something like that?" He sounded much younger and more casual than he had before and started to rub the back of his neck.
He turned back to Namjoon, “You weren’t kidding.”
Namjoon just raised his eyebrows, still scrolling.
You scoffed," You told me to ask you questions. An arranged marriage was your first choice? Really?" 
Yoongi tried to play it cool. He had come up with his BigHit-sanctioned backstory. "Namjoon, where did you find this girl again?” You couldn't tell if he was joking or not.
"I picked her up in a bar. I warned you. You pulled her resume," he said almost bored. "Although it is refreshing to have her go after someone else for a change." 
You rolled your eyes. "Why tell me to ask you questions if you didn't want to answer them?" 
Yoongi shrugged, ready to sell the lie. "It makes sense. I gave a list of what I liked and the agency picked you. I'm busy. I'm not interested in dating, but due to circumstances beyond my control I am in need of a long term companion. Someone to attend events with me, travel with me, etcetera etcetera. You read the job description. "
"You want someone to act like your girlfriend?" You asked. Yoongi pulled at his shirt sleeves and hesitated for a moment.
He didn't actually want any of this bullshit, but for the sake of his career and with Namjoon sitting right there, he didn't have a lot of options. He took a deep breath. "Yes. That. I mean a wife would be ideal so we could just skip over all that courtship nonsense."
A dry laugh escaped your lips, "A true romantic. I'm touched, really." You realized the two of you were both still standing. This was by far the strangest interview you had ever been on. "I'm curious as to what your desired qualifications were outside of liking music and a proficiency in Microsoft Word." 
Yoongi paused for a minute, feeling his cheeks blush a little. Surely a little honesty wouldn't hurt. "Ahhh well you see, I can't reveal all of that to you. But you definitely stood out in the interview process.”
You smirked. "Really? What stands out about an average-looking girl that curses too much and drinks waaaay too much shitty coffee?" 
"Shitty coffee wasn't on the list but surely you met most of my criteria or you wouldn't be here." He cleared his throat. "Now it's my turn to ask some questions. Let's start where you did: tell me, what's wrong with you?"
You fidgeted slightly. You sure as hell weren’t going to go into the whole situation with Suho. "My parents are gone and left me and my younger siblings with no money. We're living in a cramped apartment with my aunt and niece. I want to send my sister and brother to school and I want my brother to not have to sleep on the floor or couch every night.” Your honest answers flooded out of you, “I didn't think this offer was real. I figured it would be some weird sex pervert thing or something illegal but I figured it couldn't hurt to go to the interview since it was at a Cafe."
To your absolute shock he responds, "Who says I'm not some weird sex pervert?" He swipes his lips with a tongue.
He had seemed almost shy until about two seconds ago. You kept the same expression you had been wearing. Two could play that game. Your years of bartending made you fluent in flirting. You shrugged your shoulders nonchalantly, "Guess we'll find out on the wedding night. I need to get back to work soon. Do you have any more questions for me?"
Yoongi was still slightly shocked by the last exchange the two of you had had and he just shook his head.
Namjoon got up from his desk. " Good, I can’t take much more of you two lovebirds discussing your future sex life. Well if that's all, you're free to go. We'll be in touch." 
You picked up your bag and looked over at Yoongi who was looking down and blushing (?!). "I'd say it was nice to meet you but honestly it's just been really fucking weird." 
He laughed and you noticed he has a very unique smile, full of small straight teeth and the tiniest bit of his gums. Cute. He looked back up, his cheeks still a little pink. "I guess if it works out I'll have my people call your people." 
You smiled back, "Yeah, yeah something like that. See you later. Or never again. Bye" 
“You’re not supposed to say the word “fucking” in a job interview Tokki, what the fuck is wrong with you?” Yoongi heard Namjoon scold you on the way out the door as he closed it behind him.
You pouted your lips, “Whatever. I think Mr. Min liked it. And are we back to nicknames again Asshole?I thought we were trying to keep it professional here.”
He rolls his eyes but you can tell he’s trying not to smile. “Oh my God just leave. I’ll email you more information soon.” 
You looked around and found the reception area empty with a little "out of office" sign on the desk. You had wanted to apologize for the interruption earlier. Oh well. You realized that Namjoon had told you he would be emailing you. And you had definitely got a good vibe from the interview, as weird as it had been. You got onto the elevator. You decided you would need to at least tell your Aunt soon about the job you might get so she wouldn’t be totally blind-sided if you moved out. 
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"So…" Namjoon asked as he re-entered his office, "Were either of those ladies tolerable? I mean… I know the second one isn't really tolerable on a good day but it seemed like it went well.”
"Yeah. Hire her. Thanks." Yoongi responded, trying to ensure his voice remained emotionless. "When is her start date?"
Namjoon was pleasantly surprised at how easy this part of the process is going. "If she accepts she could begin Monday, but she would probably want to give her other jobs two weeks notice, and she has to move. So realistically, two to three weeks" 
"OK…" Yoongi said, coming to terms that this was actually happening.
"I'll draw up the paperwork and send it to her tomorrow and let you know." Namjoon replied. He realized this was the longest he and Yoongi had ever had a conversation without arguing about something. 
"Yeah OK," Yoongi headed towards the door. "Later." 
Yoongi passed through the empty reception area and down to his studio. He put his head in his hands and sighed. So this was happening. Fine. [Y/N] seemed nice enough. Her heart was in the right place. She hadn't even mentioned herself when the reason she wanted the job came up. He could deal with this. He sat down at his computer to try and get some actual work done today. NEXT CHAPTER
@lidda  @anpanman-sonyeondan  @firefairy1  @cuteipat​  @sugaslittlekookies
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i’m a survivor too, and i found that certain scenes/stuff will said just really struck me as ‘csa-survivor’-like? i felt a bit uncomfortable about headcanoning it happening to someone else, especially for a fandom as wild as this one, but your metas have really been a comfort to me because they’ve been able to pick out and explain things that i couldn’t necessarily find the words for myself.
and yeah, i would love to have a character like me that is powerful and who finds love and who gets a happy ending. the people who call the theory disgusting always kinda hit wrong with me because although csa is a difficult subject, we shouldn’t be ashamed about sharing it. they sound like they’re trying to say that it’s a bad topic to talk about and implying that it can’t happen to kids, which uhhhhh-
(i’m sure that’s not what they mean, precisely, but it’s still what they sound like, and i wish that they would stop implying that we can’t exist, especially in popular media. we do, and i’m not gonna pretend we don’t, and if they feel uncomfortable with the topic they can just use the block button. we deserve to have some well written representation just as much as anyone else. also, i really really hope that will gets a happy ending.)
anywayyyy i love your theories and i can see your post in the tag so i think you’re fine?? have a good day ❤️❤️❤️
SORRY, this ask took so long to respond to. It always warms my heart to hear other survivors speak and say they found comfort in my theory.
Yes, I think I and a lot of c*a/r*pe victims (subconscious or otherwise) were triggered by some of the symbolism/visuals in s1-3. And s3 made it hard for most of us to ignore the past imagery- since s3 wasn’t as subtle.
I get why people have reservations about the theory. But the debates to the contrary are usually just plain offensive. Or people trying to be respectful but being the opposite. There’s the obvious bad-apples . I got many anons after part 1 of my DID theory saying it “ruined/tainted byler”, and “if that happened to Will i’ll stop shipping byler” , or that it  “ruins the best gay character” ,  and to “remove the post immediately”. And this was when I was open about being a gay c*a victim. I obviously blocked them. Many survivors don’t come forward because they’re afraid people will see them as “tainted”, “ruined”, “ just their trauma”, or blame them for what happened. So yeah, it pisses me off when people say similar stuff about Will (and thus other c*a victims). Not even diving into the messed up psychology about byler/mileven shippers (knowing i was a lesbian c*a victim) but purposely spreading bs rumors about me being a p*do that was into Will/Noah-all because of the theory. -_-
Then there’s the people who try to be “respectful” but literally do the opposite.
I’ve heard numerous times it’s somehow “less offensive” to just use r*pe imagery to make monsters scary. Rather than have  the monsters have that imagery cause Will created the monsters from his memory/imagination-and st is a story of Will healing from that trauma. SORRY- I disagree. Using the worst experiences of peoples’ lives (and triggering their trauma) for no real purpose- except to make their monsters scarier to the normal/general audience who haven’t gone through it so won’t be triggered like us - is MORE OFFENSIVE to victims! NOT LESS! At least to me.
Then there’s the people who say “c*a should never be talked about (in stories).” Which I disagree with. V*ctims have already been told by ab*ser’s  and enablers of the ab*ser- to never talk about what happened to us  . So it rubs A LOT of us the wrong way when people say this.  Because (subconscious or not) you remind some of us of the people who used to hurt/silence us. People say this -simply for their convenience (like ab*sers) and cause deep down they’re uncomfortable with our existence and equate the despicable act to us the innocent v*ctim ...or just want to deny the horrible reality of the situation (like many enablers who deny the truth and hurt us because they don’t want to accept reality) . And 1) It brings us back to a time where they told us to NEVER talk about it- and makes us feel like we did something wrong when we didn’t! 2) Every psych professional says with-holding/keeping the ab*se a secret is detrimental to our mental health.
Plus, there’s a HUGE difference between sugarcoating/minimizing trauma or WORSE glamorizing, condoning, or romanticizing C*A in stories (ex: pretty little liars) VS showing how the action is wrong, causes trauma, but showing recovery and happiness is still possible for v*ctims.  if the story shows how accurately traumatizing it is (instead of minimizing/glamorizing it)- it’s incredibly rare for that character to get a happy ending. Having a story about recovering from that type of trauma and finding happiness despite such hardships would be amazing for US survivors! We rarely get stories with a happy ending-  it’s more harmful to us survivors to never see ourselves get happy endings in tv/film/books. How can some survivors (in a dark place) think there’s a light at the end of the tunnel- if it’s never shown?Also if Will has DID too- it’s good mental health rep, along with queer rep (and survivor’s rep.) All 3 groups rarely are treated well or get happy endings in media. A lot of people may feel more heard, seen, and a bit more hopeful for the future - If Will (and other characters) get a happy ending.
And even though st has many themes- like say homophobia. To try and hand-wave all the disturbing  r*pe imagery away  as ‘Will is just gay so the monsters are like that”. IS SOOOOOO offensive. Trigger warning for examples. I’m sorry what part of Max saying when Billy had c*nsensual s*x it’s “good screams” but when possessed by the mf he causes Heather to do “bad screams” read as gay???! Having the possessed ch*ke/dr*g people before throwing them in trunks (like it’s implied Lonnie did to Will -since Jonathan checked Lonnie’s trunk for Will in s1)?Tying their arms and legs up/ g*ging  them and  getting on top of them and saying “stay VERY still it’ll all be over soon”-before a monster shoves it’s tentacle into someone’s mouth and inserts a goo - just gay??? Similar to the sentient vine/shadow monster forcing itself down Will’s throat. Let alone Will saying things like “he made me do it”, “i felt it everywhere”, or being tied to a bed and screaming “help! stop! it hurts! let me go!” While Jonathan is the only one who’s visibly triggered by this and has to literally turn away and hug someone . Or barb, billy, and El spiting up a white liquid from their mouth (similar to will spitting up a slug and lying to his mother about it ).El/billy touching a suspicious looking slime with their hand and looking at the substance confused . El drawing Papa with 3 legs (the middle one being shorter) ,  trying to undress in front of the boys , and Benny saying “I think she’s been ab*sed or something”.The theme of ab*sive dads- brenner , Lonnie, and Neil . Even when the demogorgan (called in d&d the “deep father”/ in the show “a man without a face”) attacked Barb it’s chopped up with scenes of Nancy having c*nsensual sex (the monsters are doing the opposite symbolically). There’s way more examples but NO- to try and hand wave /equate ALL OF THIS to just “gay imagery” or an “a*ds metaphor” is WAY more problematic. And just offensive (specifically to gay people) than just admitting what it may actually represent. R*pe imagery and gay imagery is NOT THE SAME THING!
Also ST has never been a kid show- maybe rewatch the show and see the rating of tv-14 . Goodness sake- s1 has a st*ged su*icde, k*dnappings, m*rder, discussions of physics, h*mophobia, and s*x (with stancy in s1 & jancy in s2-s3). S2/3 discuss at their finalies recovering from tra*ma . S2 had gra*ic de*ths,  a man causing a women br*in damage/ and faking her m*scarriage, and a gang of vigalantes k*lling criminals. s3 had critiques on capitalism /media/s*xism, many d*eaths, and questionable imagery like the prior seasons. The Duffers constantly reference  movies & events from the 80s (capitalizing on 80s nostalgia /subverting 80s motifs that middle age people  from that time remember)! Those people were their intended age demographic . Most 80s centric refs go over most kids’ heads (heck a lot went over my head too since I wasn’t alive in the 80s XD).The Duffers even said in the book “worlds turned upsidedown”  “it’s not a kid’s show despite having kids”. And maybe it’s a coincidence but when Lucas in s3 hands Will the “devil’s baby” firework (a hint about Lonnie) he says “18 and over only.” Which idk is a weird/random af line unless it’s foreshadowing that the show will get darker about various themes- and maybe even change ratings.
I get people wishing nothing bad ever happened to Will or Jonathan. And being apprehensive and not trusting the Duffers to do such a story justice (cause it’s difficult to do). But personally i trust them to do so tastefully with tact and not be exp*itative, (overly gr*fic) or offensive to v*ctims. You can disagree and think the show is about something else (or not trust the Duffers)- but it’d be great if people could stop using these other messed up talking points. While trying to appear ‘(fake) woke’ and like they care for victims- cause we see through it that you really don’t.
Have a lovely day anon ❤️ ❤️ ❤️
Update- I just really agreed with and appreciate the tags in this reblog
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Only one umbrella // Arthur Fleck x Reader
A/N: Autumn makes me so awfully romantic, I can’t even... xD My last fic wasn’t so good, so I came up with something better. I hope you like it.
Summary: It’s a cold and rainy day in Gotham. You bumped into someone on your way home and you decided to share your umbrella with him.
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It was a cloudy and humid Autumn day. Not the beautiful one with peacefully falling leaves and random rays of sunshine breaking through the heavy clouds. It was grey and melancholic instead, one of the many gloomy days of autumn in Gotham. And the wind was so cold, you regretted you didn’t have a pair of gloves with you, your hands were freezing right now. But you couldn’t hide them in your pockets, because you had to keep your umbrella steady and hold it with both hands from flying away from you, that wind had its time to blow real strong today.
You were one of a very few people who actually went outside today. One of the unlucky ones. Those who didn’t have to go out, just stayed inside in their warm houses. But you... You considered yourself as the unlucky one.
You were walking down the street, looking down at the pavement to avoid stepping into a puddle, which wasn’t so easy, too many damn holes on a devastated pavement, holding onto your umbrella at the same time, trying to fight against the wind. Your eyes for a moment looked up to see what was before you. Most part of your way you went through without walking into something or bumping into someone. You knew your way and there weren’t many people walking the same way as you. For some time it looked like you were the only person at Gotham streets. But even with so little people out there, you just had to bump into someone eventually. And it was too late for any reaction. Your eyes saw a yellow jacket before you and you only managed to whisper shit as you bounced off of someone’s back. The person in yellow hoodie turned around immediately. You both took a step back and looked at each other surprised. You were ready to hear some uncensored epithets about you with an angry tone, so used to you were to how people from this city treated each other, but the man just stood before you, his green eyes shied away from you and his mouth ready to apologize.
- I’m sorry.
- I’m sorry.
You both said it at the same time and then burst into a short laugh. You laughed first however and only after he saw you laughing, he thought it was ok to do the same.
You looked at him with more attention and you quickly noticed that despite of the weather, he didn’t have an umbrella with him. He just put his hood on, which didn’t really do any work to protect him from the rain. His hoodie was soaked as well as the brown curls on his forehead were wet and there was a single raindrop falling down of his nose. He looked bothered and insecure to you and you couldn't help but comparing him to a homeless puppy.
-Oh, you’re rain-soaked - you said with a compassionate voice and his eyebrows twitched with surprise at your reaction - Let me...
You wanted to lift your umbrella up and over his head so he didn’t have to get any wetter. That’s at least you could do after bumping into him, but the wind got stronger now almost blowing your umbrella off of your hands. Your hand was pushed aside and for a second you thought your grip wasn’t strong enough to save it from flying away, but the other hand, the hand of the man, grabbed your hand, strengthening the grip and helped you retrieve your umbrella back to you. His hand was cold, just as your yours, but under his touch, just for a moment, you felt warmth you needed. Warmth not only for your hand. You felt a flame coming alive inside of you, a spark of excitement that made you blush. You found it romantic and polite of him to help you.
As your umbrella was brought back over your head, his hand withdrew so fast, as if the touch burnt his hand. Looking into his eyes that once again shied away from you, you realized, he didn’t mean to grab your hand, he wanted to grab the stick.
- Thank you... - you said and lifted the umbrella partly above his head too - Here, you don’t have to get drenched anymore.
- Oh no, please - he shook his head - I don’t want you to get wet because of me.
You blushed and said nothing, unsure if he meant it to sound ambiguous or maybe you were just imagining something. But he reached for the stick and gently pushed it back to you and you realized he probably weren’t even aware of how that could have sounded.
- It’s fine - you replied and insisted on protecting him from the rain.
- But what about you? You’ve got only one umbrella.
- Well... - you pondered - we’re going the same direction and if we walked close to each other, the umbrella would protect both of us.
You smiled and he smiled back. You noticed one of his tooth was crooked, but it suited him somehow. This little imperfection was what made his smile so unique.
- Alright - he nodded - thank you for that. Not many people would do that for me. It’s really nice of you.
- No problem, really. It was quite not nice of me to bump onto you, so that’s how I can remedy myself - you laughed as you reached out your other hand.
- I’m Y/N.
He took it in his and gently squeezed.
- I like your name - he said smiling - I’m Arthur.
- Nice to meet you, Arthur.
His lovely smile perished from his face as he noticed how cold your hand was.
- Don’t you have any gloves? - he asked honesty concerned.
- I do, at home unfortunately.
He glanced at your jacket.
- Let me hold the umbrella for you at least. You can use your pockets to warm your hands a bit.
You nodded and held it to him as you both started walking down the street.
- So what are you doing out at that weather? - you asked trying to keep the conversation going. You noticed that he was too shy to start talking, but he responded to you when you talked to him.
- Umm, I had to go to the... - he paused - pharmacy. You?
- Post office. I had to send something to my mother.
There was a silence from him for a moment as he tried to figure out what to say.
- Sometimes I visit post office to send letters that my mother writes. She’s too weak to go by herself.
- You live with her?
- Yes - he glanced at you - d-do you think it’s weird?
- Weird? No, not at all. That speaks well of you that you help your mother.
- Yeah... I guess so... - he glanced at you and this time kept his eyes on you for a bit longer. You couldn’t tell what was he thinking right now, but you felt like you were being admired by him for some reason. He probably thought you wouldn’t notice that he was looking at you from the hood on his head, but you felt his eyes on you.
You turned your head to look at him too and he immediately glanced away.
You eyes landed on his hand holding the umbrella and you couldn’t forget the feeling you’d gotten when he accidentally touched you.
Your umbrella wasn’t for two and you had to walk very close to each other, your arm often came into contact with his. Everytime this happen you felt shivers running down your spine, and it wasn’t because you were cold. You wondered if he felt the same.
Either way, you both tried to make a casual conversation.
- Why did you go out without an umbrella?
- Umm, I forgot to take it with me.
- You must have been in a hurry then.
- No, I just... My mind was somewhere else. I didn’t have a good day today.
- Sorry to hear that...
- It’s alright. You’ve managed to make my day.
- Really? It’s v- - you didn’t get to finish your sentence as suddenly you were pulled away by Arthur. His hand grabbed your arm and pulled you to the other side of the pavement. As he did so, a car that was heading up the street drove fast through puddles, splashing over the place you’d been before. Some was splashed onto Arthur’s trousers. You could tell the driver did that on purpose.
- What a dick! - you yelled angry at the driver as you watched the car driving away.
- I’m sorry for pulling you, I had to... He was about to... - Arthur was standing in front of you, so close you could smell his cologne. His hand that had grabbed you before, was still rested on your arm as he tried to explain himself, afraid that you might be upset at him too.
- No, it’s alright, Arthur, I’m grateful that you did that - you smiled at him as you looked up to see his face. There was something about him that made you feel nervous, but nervous in a good way. He made you feel some warm tickling in your stomach and you wondered if that what people called butterflies.
- You saved me, but your trousers got hurt.
He chuckled and you swear it was the cutest chuckles you’d ever heard. His hand left your arm and he ran it through his hair.
- I’ll be fine, I’m all wet already anyway - he shrugged.
- But you may get sick... - you bit your lip and hesitated, but asked anyway - Do you live far?
- Ummm... Just a... a little far from here, actually.
- Well, I live nearby, just around the corner. How about a hot chocolate or tea? I’ll help you get warmed before you go home. Unless you’re in a hurry to your mother?
- Y-you’re inviting me over? - he asked astonished.
- Yeah, for a hot cocoa. Or chocolate. Or tea. Whatever you drink - you chuckled.
- Hot cocoa sounds nice - he said with a soft shy voice - My mother will be fine without my presence for a while.
- Alright - you smiled and slipped your hand under his arm - You don’t mind?
- No, not at all - he smiled wide as you both started walking again. He was glad you did that for he had thought about it but was too shy to ask you if you wanted to take his arm.
He was also glad that you’d bumped into him. You were the best thing that had happened to him today and maybe even in his life. You were kind and funny and beautiful. He couldn’t take his eyes off you, but he tried to look away, cause he didn’t want to creep you out.
He felt incredibly lucky that you invited him over for a hot cocoa. And he wondered if that feeling that he got in his stomach was what people called butterflies.
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Demonic Streamers
The sky was getting darker as the day was disappearing to be replaced by the dark starry night. The weather was perfect to hang out outside, to go to parties and to get drunk before passing out on a friend’s couch. Or…just opening the computer and starting a stream for people to watch from home. That was also a possibility. And that was exactly what Colan and Vylixia had in mind.
Both of them had now access to the stream platform and decided to create an account for fun. At the big surprise of Lea, they were already having a reputation. It was nice enough to earn some money from the stream platform. And tonight, it was the good time to start a stream. Funny enough and for entertaining purposes, they were using their true real demonic forms. Humans believed it was fake and just for show.
- Hello there my sweet humans, it’s your boy C~ (Colan)
- And your best girl V~ (Vylixia)
- The demonic streamers are back again for a spicy and evil stream~ (Colan and Vylixia)
- And what will we do today V? (Colan)
- Easy my dear C~ We are going to play a competitive fighting game! It’s a caritative stream! Ninety percent of your donations will go directly to the association for alone children~ The money will be used for better food, shelters and more gifts~ (Vylixia)
- Wait, we are taking ten percent of it? That’s so evil~ (Colan)
- That’s because we are the demonic streamers~ Don’t hesitate to ask questions~ Now let’s play~ (Vylixia)
They both launched the game and began to play online. For the first hour everything was going well. Suddenly, they were playing against skilled players which unnerved the two demons. As they were slowly losing and losing, Colan and Vylixia got very angry and yelled at the game with their less “human” tone.
- We are the demonic streamers; we can find you and teleport at your home to kick your butt! (Colan)
- You don’t mess with us demons! (Vylixia)
The best moment of the stream for the viewers, they absolutely loved when C and V used some “fake” effects like fire coming from their mouths and noses or when their “fake” horns getting bigger. The best show. C and V were exaggerating their anger for the sake of the stream but not this time…which was super fun and enjoyable for the viewers.
Donations kept coming and coming. They were able to receive 70 000 $ for the association. The rest was for them. When it was time to end the stream, Colan and Vylixia ended up laughing.
- Thank you so much guys for all the donations~ We will give you an update of the association with proofs and photos of the money being used for the kids~ (Colan)
- For those who asked where is the funny buff girl, she was working and she is probably sleeping at the moment but we will tell that you all miss her~ (Vylixia)
- As for the haters…. there is a place for you in Hell~ (Colan)
- Enjoy the rest of the evening guys~ (Vylixia)
- It was the demonic streamers~ At your hellish service~ (Colan and Vylixia)
Once they switched off the computers, they joined Lea in the bedroom who was already sleeping. They both laid down on each side of Lea. Both of them caressed her hair
- After the road trip, Lea never mentioned again what happened with her. Glad our streams were helping us to distract ourselves. (Colan)
- Yeah, but Sybil is right. We need to bring her to Shanya so she can have the answers to her questions. (Vylixia)
- For now, let’s just enjoy our time~ (Colan)
- Agree~ (Vylixia)
Both of them kissed each other before kissing Lea’s cheeks. They could join the realm of dreams in peace for the time being.
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Just a short and fun story with my two demonic geeks XD I just love them XD they are adorable XP hope you will like it ^^
Lea, Colan, Sybil, Shanya and Vylixia belong to me
Okaria et feria belongs to me and @wildstarfan
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