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nexusnyx · 1 year

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nyx. you just answered you're accepting prompts and i kinda ran here. i read in a prompt list somewhere something along the lines of "i could spend the whole day doing this" but instead of soft things... all i could think about was cockwarming joel?! i'm... yeh. if you could :')

if i could?! allow me. (oh, and tysm for the prompt. i loved it. — main masterlist

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Joel never rushed you to anything. Never begged you for anything, or even did as much as insist — since the day you two met, what you said was a go.

You adored that. Adored him. Adored every inch of what made Joel Miller the stubborn, 'sexy-in-his-own-ways', and earnest man he was. Nothing could ever be above that, you thought, but the thing is—

You hadn't heard him whine before.

Never heard him groaning, and pleading in your ear as if you could ever deny him of anything, and in that second, it was your first time meeting a side of him that left you feeling utterly weak instead of strong.

All Joel had to do was moan your name, and done.

"Baby, fuckin' hell—" he bit his bottom lip, and you watched it, a little transfixed. A lot drunk.

Joel was big. All the weeks taking you to those unusual dates that ended up being the most fun you had in a lifetime and leaving you at your doorstep with polite kisses that heated up each date that passed—all that time, wondering, trying to feel it, knowing deep in your bones that here was exactly where you wanted to be.

You both danced around this for too long, and as thick as he was, you were drenched, because this was Joel.

"'s sooo good, Joel," you sighed, happy out of your mind.

You feel so fucking full, and content. Being on top of him should be the first thing you do in the morning and the last you do at night. This should be the default.

The couple of glasses of wine could hardly be blamed for how lewd you felt when Joel could grind his hips like this.

Your moan must feel good on his ear, because he squeezes your ass and guides your movement, up and down. Holding you so tight you'd end up bruised at this point.

Throwing your head back with another moan, you smile at the thought. His marks all over your body. For someone who's so quiet and chaotic outside of his workplace, Joel could be misunderstood a lot—not by you, though. You were never fooled by that stunning smile and charming personality. You saw the way air carried itself around him.

Joel was not someone to be fucked around with, but god, was he someone that could fuck.

You knew it. You fucking knew it.

"Knew you were good at this, Joel."

His hips falter and Joel's mouth stops its assault on your collarbones, and it's the feeling of his gaze on you that pulls your eyes to him.

"Yeah?" He's panting. Sweat is dripping from his forehead to his temples, and you can see a thin layer of sweat forming on his chest. "Thought about sittin' on me? Hm? About how deep I'd be? If I'd make you feel good, sweetheart?"

It's his voice, but most of all, it's the condescending and cocky way he says it.

All you can do is moan in response the more he elaborates and bounce harder on his cock, the wet, filthy sounds of your bodies meeting together growing louder, and dirtier.

"Fuck, I thought about it, too," Joel cries, putting his face to your shoulder.

He slowed down his movements, much to your despair, but no matter how much you wanted to pick up the pace again, Joel's grip on your waist was vicious as he shushed you to "slow down, baby, slow down."

Joel went back to sucking on your neck as if he got something out of it, grinding his dick deep in slow, but hard thrusts, and you wondered between high-pitched moans and sighs of his name if Joel was a masochist.

"I wanna cum, Joel, I wanna cum," you begged.

"I'll make you cum, baby, just shhh," the way he circled in hips next made you cry out, and Joel chuckled underneath you. The sound was mean, and you could swear it made you wetter, if that could even happen.

It took you a few seconds before the peak your body was going for dwindled, but you got what he meant.

Joel savored being inside of you, and it drove you crazier than the quick, rough bounces you chased only a few moments ago. With a particular hard thrust, Joel simply snaps you—

white, and hot, your orgasm hits you so hard it makes your legs tremble and your arms to grip around his neck for support, but Joel talks you through it, peppering your face with kisses.

When the feeling comes back to your legs and, eventually, to how full you still are, all you wanna do is be there forever.

"I could spend the whole day doing this, Joel."

"You will." His own breathing sounded needier. "You'll keep me in you, is that it? Wanna keep me inside you for as long as you can?"

The thought makes your moan turn almost into a scream.

"Be good and cum again. Soak my cock again, and I'll cum for you."

Joel had a way of getting what he wanted.

He never rushed you to anything, but then again, he never needed to.

He talked you through it, and then talked you out of it, and if needed, Joel guided you personally — with his mouth, his fingers, his face— with any part of him he could, he was there. All over you.

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watermelonsugacry · 2 years

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i wonder if anyones told harry lately that respectfully, his tits looks amazing

YN has...and disrespectfully

"Fucking hell." Harry huffs out. "What am I at?"

"About to reach three minutes." YN tells him from her seat in front of the plastic tub. It's been almost an hour after Harry's show in Cologne and since his back has been acting up again, he was sent promptly into an ice bath.

After taking some pictures and changing out of her fabulous Midnight Memories t-shirt outfit, YN is now an oversized Pleasing hoodie and some biker shorts. She sits in front of Harry's bath, her sock covered feet propped up against the edge of the tub where she'll occasionally tap her toes with his cold, bare ones.

"Tell me something to distract me." He breathes out with his eyes closed. YN quickly racks her brain for anything distraction worthy and only one thing comes to mind.

"Yeh tits have been looking really good lately."

"Fuck off." He huffs out a laugh at the unexpected compliment, peeling an eye open to look at her.

"They're real yummy looking. Just might have to take a bite out of one."

"Shut up."

"Yeh do it to me all the time. Gotta motorboat me too--hey!" YN laughs when a piece of ice gets thrown at her. But Harry hisses out from the movement of the cold water, squeezing his hands into fists above the water. He thumps his head back against the ledge, taking in a deep inhale through his nose and some of his hair falls over his eyes.

He hasn't cut it in a while and it may or may not be entirely YN’s fault.

She had told him that she likes his new length because it kind of reminds her of when he had his long hair all those years ago. And with that, she shyly admitted how much she wondered what it would have been like to have been romantically with him during that time. So how can even think to give his hair a trim when he loves the feel of her gripping onto it when he's going down on her? Or when he's hovering above her and she tugs on the ends so hard and so good that he leans his head back at the touch. Or even when they're just cuddling and he has his head on her chest, her fingers threading through his curly locks?

To help rid her wandering mind from continuing further, she decides to tease him and take a playful jab at his ego.

"Come on, H. You're barely at five minutes. Don't be such a baby."

"A baby?" Harry scoffs. Yn tries to hide her smiles behind her sleeve-covered hand as he takes the bait. "Lovie, please. Yeh wouldn't be able to be in this for the other five minutes I have left."

"Is that a challenge?" YN raises an eyebrow.

He flashes her a cocky smirk and a shrug on his shoulder. "More like pointing out the obvious."

If there's one thing that her and Harry have in common, it's their huge, often sensitive, egos. He knows her like the back of his hand. He noticed the poke at his ego right off the bat and he knows he pinched at hers. Harry knows she got a taste of her own medicine when she stands up and places her phone on the foldable chair.

He raises his eyebrows in amusement and excitement when she crosses her arms over her torso, grips the bottom of her hoodie and tugs it over her head. After she plucks off her socks and shimmies out of her shorts, a bright smile paints itself on his face when she reaches behind her to unclasp her bra. It's like watching a child on Christmas morning. He acts like he didn't just see her naked the night before.

He throws a nod her way. "Panties too."

"Nuh uh." She throws her hair in a bun on top of her head. "You kept your bottoms on, so m'keeping mine."

He sits up a bit more to make as much room for her as possible. He watches as she grips the edge of the tub and slowly sinks a leg inside the freezing water. She lets out a heavy, staggered breath but quickly tucks her lips in to not let her boyfriend reel in the satisfaction. But Harry can honestly care less about being right at this point when his eyes are glued to his handwriting on her skin.

His eyes trail from the red, cursive honey text on her upper thigh to the love me please? right below her left breast as she lowers herself in the tub with whimpers and heaved breaths.

"S'better when you go in all at once."

"Yeah, I got that. Now shut up." YN furrows her eyebrows and Harry puts his hands up in defense, a smile still sitting on his lips.

This isn't the first time her and Harry have delved into cold waters. During their time in the band, and when they went solo, the two have always been down for a spontaneous dive in a lake somewhere during the Winter where ever they were in the world. It soon became a tradition that anywhere they went with a body of water near by, they had to take a dip if it wasn't frozen over.

Once her shoulders barely hover over the surface, Harry tugs her over to him so her back is to his chest. The water overflows over the edge a bit but either one pays mind to it.

He hugs her close to him, arms over her chest and the side of his face pressed against hers.

"S'n-not so bad." She shudders, clearing trembling in his arms. "This is nothing, yeh b-big baby."

"Yeah, y'really showed me." He teases before pressing his cold lips to her temple.

"But the good thing is that at least I get to lay on these pillows on yeh chest. Might just go ahead and take a nap on 'em--hey, hey! Harry not the hair! Not the hair!"

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fangirlstorycreator · 4 months

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Ck Terry Silver X Reader

Context: First you were enemies....but now he was about to be your lover...😏 Part 2

A few weeks had passed, and neither you, Daniel or Johnny had heard anything about Terry Silver, or any devious plans he had set in place. Unfortunately, Terry wasn't the one you were going to have an issue with next....You, Daniel, Johnny and Chozen were checking out the garden area of Miyagi Do, seeing if there was anything you and them could do to improve the areas some of the students would normally train in. "If you see hear, this wooden board could do with a bit of a polish" "Yeh right Larusso, it wasn't polished last time I got on that thing, I slipped and fell right into the water" "You didn't have very good balance that day Johnny" "And your teaching wasn't the best either. Remember that stupid thing you said to me when I fell in?" "It wasn't stupid, all I said was, the best form of defence, no be there" "Exactly...stupid" You can't help but chuckle with Chozen as Daniel and Johnny squabble like two children. "Alright that's enough you two, your acting like a pair of kids" "Yeh but-" "No buts Johnny" "Ugghh fine!" Johnny hufs, but that just makes you and the others smile, Johnny wasn't always subtle with his body language.

Chozen taps you on the shoulder while pointing out an area in the back of the garden, he says "You know what I think we could do over there-" "Sam?!" Daniel says in a worried voice as his daughter Samantha runs over to him and the rest of you. She looks panicked, you wonder what could have made her feel so upset and distressed. "Sam? Are you ok? What's happened?" "Dad-dad I'm ok, but it's Tory!" "Tory? What's happened to Tory?" Sam tries to get her breath back a bit, when she speaks again, she says one name. "Sensei Kim" Johnny looks uncomfortable "Sensei Kim? What did that evil b#tch do this time?" Daniel rests his hands on Sam's shoulders to try and ground her, make her feel a little more comfortable. "She hurt Tory, dad" "She what?!" Daniel asks surprisingly. "She was locked in cobra kai with Sensei Kim and Silver...and she wouldn't let her leave until she punched a whole through a training dummy, made of stone!" Everyone including you were completely stunned at this news, this was way to far, who could do that to an innocent young girl? Daniel says "Are you sure?" "Yes dad! Kim pushed her and pushed her until Tory tried to hit Kim in response, only for Kim to move so Tory's hand struck the stone dummy and she broke her hand! Actualy broke it! She's wearing a cast after going to the hospital! And the whole time, Sensei Silver did nothing to stop Sensei Kim or help Tory!"

All of them are shocked, except for you. You are shocked, but more than that, your angry...it was extremely rare for you to get angry, especially with this much rage you were feeling, and Johnny could see it in your face. "Y/N, I know that look...take a breath-" "This...Kim...made a young girl break her own hand, and this old b#stard did nothing to stop this or help Tory....and your telling me to take a breath?!" You could feel a rage that felt like it was burning inside you, them inflicting pain on a poor young girl was it! You manage to say to all of them "I'm not letting her get away with this" You turn to storm away, when Daniel quickly grabs your arm. "Y/N wait! I've seen how strong Sensei Kim is, if your going to take her on your going to need all of us-" "No I won't....trust me Daniel, she's never dealt with someone like me, she is about to have one rude awakening!" You shake your arm out of Daniel's grip and storm off towards the Cobra Kai dojo with a fierce determination. "Uhh, Johnny?" "Yeh?" "Have you seen Y/N like that before?" "Just the once..." "What happened?" "3 men broke into our aunts house, and she had that very same look when they threatened my aunt" "What did she do?" "Well....all 3 men were broken, and by the time the police arrived they were all hog tied with her standing next to them with a look that could kill"

"Holy crap.....how old was she?" "The men were in their 30s......Y/N was 17" Daniel and Chozen go as white as sheets. Johnny scratches his head and starts walking quickly in the same direction from where you went. Chozen shouts to him before he's gone "Johnny, from what you told us she probably won't need help" "I know that! But I want to catch it on camera!" He shouts back with a smile before running after you. A few minutes later, your still storming towards the dojo, and it's now just across the road when you hear Johnny run up against you, that doesn't stop you storming to the dojo though. "Y/N wait up!" "Your not going to stop me Johnny" "I'm not trying to....can I watch?" You knew how much he hated both Kim and Terry, so you just nodded, despite the anger you still felt. You reach the door and kick the door down, storming inside and start searching for Kim, Terry too but Kim was the main target. You can't find either of them in the training rooms, so you storm to the office, and kick that door open too, revealing Terry sat behind his desk, and Kim is standing talking to him. "Well? Who is this woman Terry? And what is she doing-" You dont give her a moment to finish that sentence before you punch her right in the face. She tries to block you, but your far to fast for her, you strike with your fist and knock the wind out of her chest. You strike again with your leg, kicking her against the wall with a tremendous thud.

You grab her by her long plaited pony tail, and pull her up making her cry out in pain. When she tried to strike you once again, one knee to the stomach brings her to her knees, where you grab her arm with your free hand, hold it behind her back and and pin her to the floor, all while Johnny watches with a smile and his phone. Terry on the other hand....was a mixture of feelings, frustration for you barging into his dojo, confusion as to why your targeting Kim....and yet...he was incredibly impressed. "Get off me you crazy!-" "You say a single word to me you evil b#tch, and I'll rip this pony tail straight out of your f#cking head!" Terry can see the pure rage in your eyes, he knew you were clever, cunning and a definite match for him. However, he had yet to see how you physically performed when it came to karate, and he sat there, watching you, feeling more and more intrigued by you.

"So miss L/N?....Do you care to explain what your doing in my dojo? And why you are putting my best fighter to shame?" You meet his gase, pure rage in your eyes, Terry just looks focused on you, with the hint of a smile. "Do YOU care to explain to me, what the f#ck is going through your mind when you think it's acceptable to allow this WITCH to scare an innocent young girl into breaking her hand?! AND YOU DID NOTHING ABOUT IT?!" Johnny is standing in the corner recording the whole thing, looking like he should be eating popcorn.

Kim groaned and said "I can train my students in any-OUCH!" "Don't think I won't rip this out! Shut the f#ck up! I was talking to the old man over there!" Terry chuckles a little, loving your stern bravery. "ANSWER ME SILVER!" Terry looks at Kim, Kim is giving him a pleading look, as if she wants him to help her, but he doesn't, he's far more interested in you. He stands up, walks out from behind his desk and takes a few steps towards you, stopping just a few feet away. "The thoughts going through my mind when that happened?....I was thinking that my number one champion needed to learn how prioritise her future, focus on what's important to the dojo. It's her responsibility to keep her title-" "NO! Your number one champion is a young girl! She is a child! TORY decides what happens with her future, not you! You can't force her to do karate, it's HER choice! And saying it's HER responsibility?! Do you hear how deluded you sound?! It's a Sensei's responsibility to train their students with trust, care and understanding! Not fear, abuse and physical pain! Sensei Kim made her do this, but you are just as responsible for not stopping her! Or letting Tory go!.......You are not worthy of being a Sensei.....your a disgrace.....and so is this thing" You say before throwing Kim to the floor, still staring Terry down.

Kim stands, just about and hobbles over to Terry's desk, bloodied nose and bruised. Terry pays no attention to Kim, which really pisses her off, instead Terry takes a step closer to you, trying to be intimidating, but secretly, he likes being this close to you, but why? Smiling at you, he says "Miss L/N.....you intrigue me.....your strength, your determination.....I like it" You still feel a deep aggression, and you step up to him, still staring him down, not blinking and not caring that he's impressed by you. "You listen to me you psychopathic b#stard.....what you did to Tory was unforgivable.....if you and that psychotic b#tch want an easy and comfortable life....you will know not to f#ck with me. Close down your dojo, let all these children finds dojo that will to help them, not abuse them. Stay away from them, their families. My friends and family, and if I ever hear you are doing anything to try and manipulate or hurt anyone else ever again...trust me, what happens to Kim will happen to you on a MUCH higher pain scale.....you will regret the day you met me, do I make myself clear?" Johnny is stunned into silence, Terry looks deep into your eyes, it would seem that he is now genuinely worried about what you are capable of if he doesn't listen to you. "I said, do I make myself clear?!"

Terry nods. You turn to leave with Johnny, but just as your about to leave the office, Terry says "Your incorrect on one thing though miss L/N...." Your turn, still angry. "Despite what happened....I don't regret meeting you...." You just turn your nose up and him before you leave the dojo with Johnny, all while Kim is absolutely fuming at Terry. "Why didn't you do anything or say anything Silver?! She attacked me and all you seemed to was focus on her! What's wrong with you?!" Terry smirks "Noone has managed to beat you in a fight have they Kim?" "Yes? So?!" ".....She did" "I don't care! What are you going to do?! Are we going to fight back?! Attack her when she's-" "No" "No?" "We aren't going to attack her"

"WHAT?! She's crazy! She said you were unworthy of being a Sensei! We can't just-" "Enough!......She was right.....I am unworthy of being a sensei....I've been blinded by my own greed that I allowed one of my students to come to physical harm" "Tory deserved it Silver, she needed to-" "Get out" "Excuse me?" "I'm firing you, get out" "You can't fire me! Your seriously doing what she said?!" "I needed a wake up call, and she was it. I won't allow anymore of my students to suffer for yours and my issues. Get your things and leave, get out of my dojo!"

"You invited me to your dojo and now your just kicking me out?!"

"I'll pay for your flight back home, just get out!" Kim brushes herself down before storming out of the dojo office, grabs her things and slams the front door behind her, so hard that is breaks off a part of the door. Terry slumps into his office chair, hiding his face in his hands before he ran his hands over his smooth silver hair, holding the back of his neck as he rested his arms in his knees. He had finaly been shown what a psychopathic cruel man he was being, he knew he couldn't change himself, but he didn't want to be hated by you....everyone else he didn't care, but his students.....and you. He couldn't do it anymore, he knew he couldn't win against you. You were cunning, clever, strong, an incredible fighter, strong willed and determined....quite a bit like him. Maybe that's why he admired you so much? Why he found you so compelling? That and the fact that he had only met you twice, and inbetween both occasions, you had constantly stayed on his mind. You entranced him, bewitched him....he thought you were the most stunning woman he had ever met, and the image of you in that dress, has been etched in his memory. He headed your warning, and now he was going to do something about it.

That night when you got back, you just entered Daniel's house and went straight into their little gym, you needed to release some tention. Johnny however was more than happy to fill everyone else in on what happened, and showed the video he took of you taking care of Kim. When you eventually wound down from your anger, you came out after a shower and spoke to all of them around the table at dinner, discussing what happened and what could possibly happen in the future after the events of the day. The next morning, you, Chozen, Daniel and Amanda were all sat to the table having a coffee when Johnny ran into the house looking excited. "Guys! Guess what I've seen?!" Daniel shrugs "I don't know Johnny, but does it really need you shouting so loud?" "F#ck yes! I was walking past Cobra Kai, and I see that it's closed down!" Chozen almost spits out his coffee "Closed down?!" "Yes Chozen! The dojo is closed down!" You and Daniel are confused, so you say "Wait a minute, wait a minute. Are you sure?" Johnny excitedly pulls out his phone and brings up a picture he took when he was there. The dojo is all dark, with a large notice on the border up front door, which read.

"⚠️Cobra Kai is no longer a working dojo, all students families will be emailed with other dojo's in the valley with positions available, we apologise for the inconvenience, any equipment for dojo use is no longer on sight and has been donated to other dojo's in the valley. Sinsearly Terry Silver.⚠️

"Holy crap!" Daniel says happily before he hugs Amanda. You just can't believe it's actualy closed down. "When I took this picture, there was a guy who was outside doing measurements. Turns out he bought the place from Terry last night at a great price, and this guy is turning it into a new Italian restaurant! This is great news! And it's all thanks to you Y/N!" "He really sold it? I.....I'm stunned" Your a little taken back by this, you never thought he would back down that easily. At that moment, Samantha walks out of her room smiling, holding her mobile phone. "Hey dad! Did you hear about Tory and her parents?" "No? What's happened?" "That's Cobra Kai guy, Terry Silver sent £10.000 to their bank account for the injury she sustained in the dojo! £10.000! That's so much money!" Chozen and Johnny look at eachother in astonishment, and Daniel smiles at Samantha from hearing the great news. "That's amazing Sam" Sam runs back to her bedroom, and your the only one still sitting down not saying anything. Chozen sits next to you, resting a hand on your shoulder. "Are you alright Y/N?" "Huh?...yeh I guess. I never thought he'd actualy do what I said so quickly" Johnny's smile slowly slumps away. "Yeh, your right. I could see how nervous he was around you, but it's not like Silver to just give up like that. He has to have some kind of other motive in that old head of his, I mean, what's he to gain from it?"

"Chozen says "Well? If I may say something? Was Silver always like this?" Daniel shrugs his shoulders "Well he was when I was a teenager, but I don't know about before then" Chozen runs his hand through his hair before he says "Considering what you said to him last night Y/N, it may be that you were able to finaly get through to a side of Terry Silver that noone has seen before. I mean, not everyone is born evil, what if there was a Terry before the karate took him over and turned him into the man he is today?" "What are you suggesting?" You ask Chozen. "It's just an idea, but what if he has been living this evil persona for so long, that there was another side of Terry that was buried? I side he had forgotten because he saw it as weak? You seemed to be his achilles heal Y/N. What if you awakened the other side of Terry?" "Are you saying, my threats have brought out a (nice) version of Terry?" "I'm saying that he felt weak when he was around you, that's something he hadn't felt before he got into karate and became the man he is. Maybe.....you broke the evil Terry, and helped the real Terry break out? It's just an idea" Johnny smirks and scoffs "Yeh I still think he wants something, I don't trust that ancient pr#ck" You think about what Chozen and Johnny said over in your mind as everyone else just keeps the conversation going. Was Chozen right? Was there a side of Terry that wasn't this corrupt, money hungry #sshole?

Or is Johnny right? Does he want something? What could he want though? He has all the money he could want, a house on the beach, fame, respect of the community. So what did Terry Silver lack in his life that he would want? And what did it have to do with you? That night, as you and your friends slept soundly in your beds, there was someone in the valley who wasn't sleeping very well....Terry. He tossed and turned in his very large empty bed, sweat on his brow and moans coming from his lips, what was he dreaming about? He suddenly jolted up in his bed with a wide and very awake expression, breathing heavily as he gathered himself. He looked around the room, it was all dark apart from the moonlight in his large glass pane door. He looked down at the quilt that covered him, and he could see what he thought was just part of his dream, but it was definitely a reality. He was completely hard! He had just had a dream that made him feel so turned on, that he had woken up to the hardest boner he had ever had. And only one word escaped his lips in the form of a breathy whisper......"Y/N........."

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roublardise · 9 months

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When Emma Falls in Love - a comphet reading

i use "she" not to directly analyse Taylor's thoughts, but as a common narrator, unidentified and fictional, for all her songs.

Ever since I listened to 'WEFIL', it's been spinning in my head like a Proust' madeleine, a door sending me back to my own teenage years of ~ compulsory heterosexuality ~ So here's some more or less organized thoughts that I need to put down somewhere.

It all comes down to the "I wish I was her"

It seems pretty obvious for many sapphics (and I've seen it discussed a few times) that it resonates easily with the experience of not knowing if you want to be her, or be with her.

As always, Taylor Swift's songs are a portrait of patriarchy, and here, imo, it describes this particular mix of internalized misogyny and internalized lesbophobia. With the way women are put one against another, it can be complicated to make sense of one's feelings towards other women.

"I wish I was her" can be a way to make sense of strong feelings that dont't quite fit with best friendship. but what else could it be? if not a competition spirit you're ashamed to feel towards one of your best friend.

It's a step towards realizing you're longing not to be her, but to be him.

That being said, there's another layer there that I haven't seen discussed but which is even more screaming "teenage sapphic" to me.

Yeh, "I wish I was her" can be a way to disguise, or to understand, feelings you don't know how to make sense of otherwise. But "I wish I was her" can also be taken in its literal sense.

Specifically around this part:

when Emma falls in love, I'm learning

She wants to be her in the way she falls in love, per example:

In the way Emma commits

'Cause when Emma falls in love, she's in it for keeps She won't walk away unless she knows she absolutely has to leave

when can parallel this line in the same album, with 'Back to December' where she regrets walking away:

And then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind You gave me all your love and all I gave you was "Goodbye"

But even a bit later, in 'Getaway car', there's this idea of wanting to leave the relationship even if there's no real reason behind it, even if the guy is perfectly fine.

I wanted to leave him I needed a reason

In the way Emma feels

She won't lose herself in love the way that I did

With this line, she's clearly referencing past love of hers that she compares with Emma's. It reminds me of 'The Way I loved You', where again, she compares a love that's more mesured, that looks perfect, to one in which she actually feels things, almost in a destroying-way but surely in a way she feels alive:

You're so in love that you act insane And that's the way I loved you Breaking down and coming undone It's a roller coaster kind of rush

With these two ideas, she's distancing herself from a certain idea of love that she sees as a "right" way, a love that "fits right in the palm of [their] hands" and she wishes she could experience.

So.. the queer reading comes by itself at this point.

To me, the mere idea of thinking you can learn how to love, is a clear manifestation of comphet. (Straight) love is something you are supposed to do, and there is a right way to do it that the narrator fails to perform. And when it doesn't come naturally for you, when you realize what you feel isn't how you should (see again, The Way I Loved You), you're lead to question why that is and wonder what you should do instead. By over-anaylizing other girls' relationships with boys, per example.

The narrator is incapable of committing to a relationship with a man, and is always describing straight relationships as stories and scenarios. As boxes to check, again in 'The Way I Loved you':

He says everything I need to hear and it's like I couldn't ask for anything better (...) 'Cause I'm not feeling anything at all

He fits perfectly the concept of a relationship, but there're no feelings involved.

Relationships don't seem to be the problem per se, as she does describe intense love! She "loses herself in love", in something so strong and hard to control - which, yet, isn't how it should be.

What comes from WEFIL are these ideas of what's right and wrong when it comes to love, which of course comes back to what's seen as "normal". The fear of not feeling like you think you should can be read as a shift in between what you're taught, what you see in the stories feeding your fantasies, and what you're actually experiencing.

A lot of Taylor Swift's music is about real life not being like stories. See 'White Horse''s:

I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairytale

What makes it more specifically about internalized lesbophobia to me, in the case of WEFIL, in this depiction of another girl and boy getting together. She's disconnecting herself from, not only one love story, but from the whole idea of "girl meets boy"

She's singing her longing to be like Emma, not to be with her boyfriend that she barely describes, but to be straight. All while praising Emma's whole personnality... Yeh, I can see you.

#taylor swift #speak now #speak now tv #when emma falls in love #wefil #ts #should i like... tag #gaylor #? idk the etiquette #i would have more to say but it's wayyyy less articulated it's just my brain going brrrrrr pulling threads all over taylor's discography #.txt #my stuff

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Scarlett Johansson Oneshot:

Summary:

Fluff, Scarlett X Y/N

You've been working with Scarlett on the set of Black Widow and have slowly started to develop feelings for her.

For the purpose of this: Colin doesn't exist, but he's a lovely guy, love you Colin <3

Y/N sat in her chair eating a small sandwich, staring at Scarlett who was getting her makeup patched up by the makeup team. They were so talented, somehow gracefully yet carefully dabbing Scarlett's rosey cheeks with the blusher and re-applying the eye makeup. Y/N watched in awe.

Scarlett caught Y/N staring and winked before moving back over to Cate, who had been directing to go over some final points before the shoot. Y/N looked down and blushed. Scarlett was so attractive, but she was sure she was straight, she always fell for the straight ones.

She sighed and put the remainder of the sandwich back into the blue sandwich bag before getting up and striding over to Scarlett and Cate confidently. "right" started Cate, "Y/N and Scarlett I need you two on those marks over there, you start off running towards the edge of the green screen here and then jump over here." she indicated with her left hand.

Both the women nodded, taking in everything Cate was saying. She was a very talented director and Y/N felt absolutely honoured to be able to work with not only Scarlett but Cate as well.

After Cate finished, the duo got into position, ready to sprint at high speed towards the other end of the set.

"Right Y/LN, why not make this interesting.." Scarlett started. Y/N looked up, intrigued by the proposal. "you beat me to the end, and i'll take you for a meal out, on me. I beat you, and you have to do whatever I say for a week, that means bringing me coffee on set, giving me a foot massage, pre chewing my food if i so desire!" she joked.

Y/N pretended to consider this carefully. In her eyes, she won either way, spending time with Scarlett outside of work made her heart soar with just the idea.

"You have a deal Johansson" Y/N replied, shaking the older actresses hand. Scarlett smirked before dropping the shake, getting ready.

"annddd.. action!" Cate yelled from behind the camera. The two women sprinted at high speed towards the other end of the set, totally forgetting that they were meant to be acting right now. Scarlett took an early lead which caused Y/N to panic slightly. Though both outcomes were good, the dinner with Scarlett was more favourable as she'd be able to spend time with her outside of work hours.

Before Y/N could think any further into this, Scarlett suddenly tripped and fell. Without a second thought, Y/N caught up to her and jogged to her side, bending down between her legs to check in.

"Are you okay?" Y/N asked, her arm reaching out to help Scarlett up.

"Yeh im fine, i'll get a nice big bruise tomorrow morning though shit." Scarlett replied with a light chuckle.

Without thinking Y/N placed her arm lightly over Scarlett's shoulders to hug her in and help her up. At some point, Cate must have yelled cut as she was now over with the pair.

"You two are insane you know that? take the rest of the day out, gives us a chance to finish up some scenes with David" she stated. The two women nodded and Y/N aided Scarlett back to her trailer, her hand remaining either around Scarlett's shoulders or around her waist to support her.

Scarlett didn't push her away, nor did she protest at the sudden touch of her co-star. Y/N was lovely to have around and she felt oddly comfortable in the young woman's presence.

"You were a child actor..." Y/N wondered allowed.

"Yeh i was!" Scarlett replied with a smile as they made it into the trailer.

"What was it like being so young and having to do stuff like this" Y/N indicated with her hands to the trailer that was filled with makeups bags.

"To be honest, i can't really remember.. ow" Scarlett replies as she sat down to take a proper look at her injuries. Y/N jumps as Scarlett winces, grabbing onto her arm once more to help her into a chair.

"Thank you, but you really don't have to, i'm sure it's fine" Scarlett responded.

"i want to." Y/N confirmed as she grabbed a first aid kit from one of the top shelves.

Scarlett took off the red wig and let her blonde hair free.

"Black widow should be blonde" Y/N chuckled as she watched Scarlett breathe a sigh as she released her natural hair.

"Agreed, she was in infinity war but we're back to the red now!" she complains.

Y/N chuckled as she got on her knees to take a look at Scarlett's leg. "You really don't have to do that, if it's that bad i could just go to the on site medic-" Scarlett trailed off.

"No!" Y/N replied all too quickly. her feelings obstructing her brain for a moment. "i-i mean it's fine, i'm here already and i know what to do" Y/N rationalised.

Scarlett laughed at the enthusiasm, secretly glad that it was Y/N and not someone else.

"Need me to take off the suit?" Scarlett wondered allowed.

"Yes please, i need a better look than this." Y/N replied as she got up to leave the trailer to give the older woman some privacy.

"Where are you going?" Scarlett wondered aloud before she could stop herself.

"Oh uhm.. i can stay if you want?" Y/N replied as she returned to the other woman.

"Yes please" Scarlett smiled as she shimmied out the suit.

Y/N blushed and averted her eyes, deciding that the flowers on Scarlett's desk were suddenly the most interesting thing in this room.

When Y/N returned her gaze, after many demands from Scarlett, she found the other woman wearing a simple long white tee, down to her knees.

"so you can see better" Scarlett replied, as if reading Y/N mind.

Y/N couldn't form words at the woman infront of her and simply got down on her knees once again to aid the older woman.

There was a small cut, which Y/N cleaned and plastered before moving her focus to the larger graze down the side of Scarlett's thigh.

"May i?" Y/N asked as she held up some antiseptic cream.

"of course" Scarlett said as she lifted the top a little to give better access.

Y/N's brain was going 100 miles an hour, she was gently rubbing cream into Scarlett Johanssons thigh!

Once she was done she got up and turned away from the older woman, embarrassed at her red cheeks.

"Thank you" Scarlett replied before standing up to give Y/N a small hug.

Her arms wrapped around Y/N's waist which shocked her a little. When she was finally able to process and respond, she placed her arms around over the top of Scarlett to embrace her tightly.

Scarlett pulled back first, but hovered for a moment, staring at Y/N's eyes, then lips, then back to her eyes.

"You have wonderful eyes" she spoke her thoughts as they came.

"you too" was all Y/N could say.

Scarlett began to lean in to kiss Y/N but instead stopped inches away, moving swiftly to kiss her cheek instead.

"Maybe once you let me take you out for dinner" she teased as she winked and walked to the other side of the trailer to grab some trousers.

Y/N stood there frozen for a moment before shaking her head and grinning.

"Are you asking me on a date Ms Johansson?" Y/N chuckled.

"Why yes of course!" Scarlett replied as she grabbed her stuff and walked past the younger woman. "fuck it.." she whispered as she reached the level with Y/N

Her stuff fell to the floor as she jumped into Y/N, capturing her lips with her own. Y/N froze yet again, but soon took her lips in between hers and began to kiss her softly. Scarlett pulled away after a few seconds and kissed Y/N's cheek before picking up her stuff yet again.

"Tomorrow night at 7." she said before walking out the door.

"Tomorrow at 7..." Y/N whispered to herself more than anyone else.

#scarlett johansson #scarlettjohanssononeshot #fanfic #marvel #marvel one shot #scarlett johansson fanfic #oneshot #natasha romanoff #natasha romanov #black widow

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seanfalco · 2 years

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NATHAN YOUNG + PERIOD SEX.

† word count: 1.2k † tags/warnings: nathan young x f!reader, period sex, fingering, oral sex (f!receiving) † a/n: based on a prompt request for anon

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“Nathan wait,” you groaned reluctantly, stopping his hand as it moved toward the waistband of your leggings.

“What?” he whined, breaking the kiss to throw you a questioning look. “I thought you were into it.”

“I am, but it’s… that time of th’month,” you reluctantly tried to explain, your face warming.

“What time of th’month is that?” he asked, busying himself with kissing along your jaw.

“I’m on my period,” you clarified more bluntly, half expecting him to pull away in disgust.

Instead, Nathan merely shrugged, slipping his fingers beneath your knickers anyway. “Yeah, so?”

“So, I don’t wanna gross you out,” you countered, surprised at his nonchalance.

Finally, Nathan frowned, his nose crinkling. There was the reaction you were expecting.

“As if you could gross me out. D’you know how much gross shite I’ve done? Besides, what’s a little bodily fluids between sexual partners?” he joked, his lips twitching into a cheeky grin. “So what if you’re bleedin’ outta your nethers, not like it’s much different from your lady spunk. Just means you’re already good an’ lubed up for me,” he pointed out, waggling his eyebrows at you.

“Ew!” you giggled incredulously. “Please don’t say th’words ‘lady spunk’ ever again!”

Nathan merely shrugged, his grin widening as he crawled over you. “Y’know, I’ve heard orgasmin’s s’posed t’be good for relievin’ cramps.”

“Now you’re just takin’ th’piss.”

“No, really! I read in in some women’s magazine somewhere,” he insisted, kissing his way down your body, stopping between your legs, his mouth hovering tantalizingly close to your clothed sex.

Your cunt throbbing with want, you bit your lip to keep from moaning, wanting so badly to be touched, for him to bury his face there despite the mess it would make.

“Someone’s horny,” he observed, glancing up at you with that smug look on his face, as well as something else that lingered behind his emerald eyes and made your pulse spike.

“Yeah, but—” you protested weakly before Nathan cut you off.

“‘Sides, ain’t like it’s my first time ridin’ th’crimson wave–” your brows shot up at that “–and I want yeh so bad,” he exclaimed, crawling back up to grind against your thigh. “Feel how hard I am?”

The whimper that left your lips was answer enough and with a grin Nathan straightened, tugging your leggings down eagerly and pressing his lips to your clothed cunt, teasing you before ridding you of your knickers as well. Before you could think to have Nathan grab a towel to place under you, he was parting your thighs and gently pulling your tampon free, only to replace it with his fingers, scissoring them inside you.

“You’re so slick,” he groaned, whining softly, and you rolled your hips instinctively, bucking against his hand as his fingers curled inside you, seeking your sweet spot.

“So eager,” he teased breathily, wetting his lips as he watched you squirm. When he leaned down to lap at your clit as he fingered you, your breath caught in surprise, but there was no way you were going to tell him to stop—not when it felt so good, and he seemed to be enjoying himself.

“F-fuck Nathan,” you shuddered, gripping the sheets beneath you, your cries and writhing only serving to spur him on. However, with each slick squelch of his fingers and noisy lap of his tongue, you couldn’t help but wonder how big of a mess you were making, though the thought oddly turned you on more.

“Yeah, y’like that, do yeh? Such a dirty girl,” Nathan chuckled and you whined as his mouth left your clit just as you were beginning to plateau, his lips dragging across your inner thigh, leaving a quickly drying trail of blood in his wake.

“You’re th’dirty one,” you huffed, pouting as he next pulled his hand free to wipe his mouth on the back of it.

“Thought y’might want my cock,” he drawled, unbuttoning his pants and hurriedly shimmying them down, underwear and all.

The sight of his erection springing free sent a fresh wave of arousal washing over you, leaving your cunt throbbing harder, and Nathan giggled at the look that crossed your face.

“Gunna grab a rubber, be just a sec,” he called, hurrying into the bathroom for a condom and to rinse out his mouth.

“Hurry!” you cried impatiently and soon Nathan reappeared, practically jumping atop you.

“Now come t’daddy!” he cried, pulling you closer and settling between your open thighs.

Teasing your sloppy entrance with his tip, he let out a shuddering breath as he sank into your slick heat, made slicker than usual, and you let out a soft cry of discomfort when he bottomed out, his cock bumping painfully against your cervix.

“Did I hurt yeh?” he asked, stopping instantly to check on you and you winced.

“Just a bit more tender than usual.”

“I’ll be gentle,” he assured you, stroking your cheek sweetly.

Pulling nearly all the way out, he slid back into you slowly, giving you the chance to feel every inch of him while savouring the way your cunt squeezed and fluttered around him. Surprised at how careful your usually overeager boyfriend was being, you were even more surprised at just how much you were enjoying yourself, letting out a gasp as Nathan reached between you to thumb your clit.

“Y’like that?”

“Mhmm,” you hummed, your body responding to his touch and arching upward. “Right there!” you exclaimed, your voice breaking.

“That’s right, baby, make a mess all over my cock! Love fuckin’ your bleedin’ fanny like this,” Nathan groaned, edging you ever closer, his fingers continuing to glide over your swollen nub, overwhelming you with stimulation til you felt you might burst.

“You’re so hot when y’talk dirty,” you managed to get out between moans and Nathan’s expression lit up.

“Yeah? Most girls say I’m too gobby and tell me t’shut it.”

“Well, I’m not most girls.”

“Damn right you’re not,” he agreed breathlessly, watching your pleasure come to a head on your face. “Y’gunna cum?” he asked, his thrusts growing laboured.

“Uh hu–!” Before you could even get the words out, your climax hit you and your mouth fell open in a silent scream. Clutching Nathan tighter, your fingers biting into his shoulder blades, you felt him stall inside you, tensing with a cry as he came, filling the condom while you gushed around him.

For a long moment neither of you moved until finally Nathan lifted his face from the crook of your neck, breathing heavily. “Well, that was certainly somethin’,” he panted, smirking down at you.

“Sure was,” you agreed, letting out a contented sigh. “At least now we won’t have t’suffer when Aunt Irma’s visiting.”

Nathan chuckled, rolling off you to help you up, wincing when he noticed the mess you’d left of the bedding. “Though next time we might wanna put down a towel,” he muttered and you groaned at the thought of having to clean it up.

Reading your thoughts, Nathan instead pulled you toward the bathroom to clean off. “Don’t worry ‘bout that. I’ll take care of it,” he offered as he rid himself of the bloody condom and flushed it down the toilet.

It wasn’t til later when you caught him sniffing the dirty bedding as he gathered it from the bed to put in the wash that you realized why he’d offered.

taglist: @super-unpredictable98 @salvador-daley @firstpersonnarrator @vonkimmeren @love-is-dirty-baby

#kinktober #kinktober 2022 #nathan young #nathan young x reader #misfits #robert sheehan character fic #joz.fic

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OKAY SO I JUST FINISHED ACT 3 AND HOLY SHIT I HAVE SO MANY FEELINGS AND THOUGHTS AND WORDS FAIL ME BECAUSE HOT DAMN MY BRAIN THINKS FASTER THAN IT CAN COMPREHEND A LOT OF THE TIME SO I'LL TRY MY BEST TO GET ALL MY THOUGHTS OUT. Fair warning, this might be very, very long. So for starters, the way Chapter 11 Started with memories which, at first didn't make it obvious we were seeing Sunset's Memories was done absolutely fantastically. Like, it was a wonderful build up cause at first I didn't even question it, but then the moment she broke in I realized it couldn't have been Twilight's, and then as the chapter progressed it was more and more clear and it was so wonderfully executed and knowing my guess was right as I read got me so pumped up to see where everything went. AND THEN WITH THE REVEAL OF CELESTIA REMOVING TWILIGHT'S MEMORIES OF ████ WAS SO WELL HANDLED! Like, I thought it was ████ at first, but then my own paranoia had me second guessing but then I was right and it was incredible and I was so curious to see what happened to her. AND THEN CHAPTER 12 INSTANTLY EXPLAINING IT AND GOING INTO DETAIL OF WHAT HAPPENED TO HER BROKE MY HEART! And just knowing that ████ is still gone (I have yet to finish the Epilogue so I dunno if that changes) hurts still! BUT THE WHOLE BUILD UP TO EVERYONE BECOMING FRIENDS AND USING HARMONY TO SAVE SUNSET AND THE WHOLE THING AND SORRY THE EXCITEMENT IS STILL RUSHING THROUGH ME!! Honest to god this has been such a wonderful thing to read, and apologies I cannot comprehend coherent words at the moment. But all and all, The Twilight Effect has been one of my favourite reads ever, and I look forward to giving you my (hopefully coherent) full thoughts after the epilogue!

so i may or may not have gone overboard and drawn smth for this that deserves to get its own post, pls look forward to that lol

also i guess this is spoilers? idc at this point, ill spoil the whole fic if it gets ppl interested in reading it lollll i wish tumblr had a spoiler filter like twt or smth, oh well

but yeh!! c11 is i think my fav chapter in the whole fic, i loveeee playing with concepts u can only do w the written word (kinda like pinkies chapter in a way) and its so fun to “plot twist” in a way that readers slowly figure whats happening before the characters do, so it’s like holding your breath waiting for them to finally figure it out xd

and c12 was the “big reveal”, which im still super happy how it turned out! i got to play w diff mediums for storytelling a bit w “whitespace” (technically black lol) and using a comic instead of written word, which was a lot of fun :D figuring out exactly what happened in the past between celestia, twi, nd Someone was always going to b the “climax” of c12, and it was such a relief to finally get there in the end, as well as figure out a way to “show, not tell” the whole thing to still make it interesting

im so glad it was an impactful finale! and ofc, thank u so much for reading and all ur lovely comments, i still have ur epilogue comment in my box that ill save to answer this weekend haha dw, im saving it close to my heart for now!

#lili talking #tte #if u didnt see already btw theres a post mortem on fimfic if ur interested in the development!#but no pressure lol

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littleragondin · 6 months

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Here we go again dears

Absolute Zero Time

So last week gave us ample time to see teen!Ongsa develop his very big crush on Soon, and adult!Soon letting himself enjoy some of that maybe a little too much. It ended with the potential promise of things picking up with Ongsa finding and playing with his 2023 phone.

- Okay so the phone will not trigger The Conversation yet. Alright I guess.

- Sine and Teng work so well together, and that little glimpse of a more... playful? Soon when she asks for that ridiculous porridge and he rolls his eyes was delightful. It felt SO natural.

- HA that's the breakfast restaurant from the start of Ep. 02!

- That discussion with the video shop old man feels jarringly out of nowhere - how did we go from that awkward exchange last episode to this is a little ?? to me.

- "If you meet, you'll be parted. If you don't meet, you won't be parted." Alright, is that what Soon's going to riff off to make his decision then? Better never to have met than to have to be parted from you ?

- Oof yeah so that hug out of context is adorable but Soon, my man... You can't give that kind of hope to the boy while building the expectation that you're going to leave him behind all the time.

- I did like that little "missed connection" moment between the teens.

- "for all the people that love you." "including you?" teen!Ongsa is SO clear and forward and secure in what he feels and what he wants, it makes the contrast with adult!Soon even worse for the later...

- The way he interacts with his younger self is so strange. I get that he wants to do something for the lonely kid he used to be but man, you're planning to take away so much from him, too...

- I do like Na and Ongsa's friendship, it's sweet and she really has his back.

- HA finally we are getting the conversation. I am actually really liking the way Ongsa reacts, it feels ... normal. "How much can I trust you?" is a very valid question. The way he asks "I should be happy, right?" yet does not sound happy at all? I liked it. That's a lot, and it's very fair to not feel super positively about it all ngl.

Ok so the pacing of that episode was shakier for me than the previous one, especially the first half. Things happened either very fast or felt artificially delayed so I enjoyed it a little less than the previous ones on that front.

Adult!Soon is being SO frustrating - I sort of defended him last week but right now he feels... too undecided, too incompetent, also - like sir. You're a full adult, you need to take some kind of charge at least about yourself, you can't defer all your decisions to someone else ESPECIALLY A TEEN alright?? I do wonder how much of it is intentional, because - and I am very aware it may be a reach - in the short view we get of their adult relationship in episode 1, Soon does defer all decision to Ongsa, big (taking in the whole DVD collection) or small (what movie are we watching tonight) and in that case, if that's a personal flaw he needs to work on. But we need to know if that's the case now, give me a flashback or anything that point it out more clearly.

I feel so bad for teen!Ongsa, he spent the whole episode being pulled and pushed by Soon, having to deal with so many mixed signals (I was sighing with him when he settles in his bed), and then he gets burdened with that knowledge? That's SO heavy. And conclude on the man you love telling you "yeh so btw all I told you about the fact that we are together and such? Yeah, I will actively try to stop it from happening." like OK?? I don't want to hold hope for anything right now because I'm unsure about the way the story is going, but if that were to happen... I would like a recalcitrant teen!Ongsa actively working against adult!Soon here - trying to save that hypothetical relationship in a way.

I am hanging in there because I am still having a good enough time watching the show, and I am already so very attached to the characters, but I hope now that the truth is out things are going to pick up a bit, not so much in actual pace but with a stronger direction for the plot and especially for Suansoon...

#Absolute Zero #Absolute Zero the series #องศาสูญ #Absolute Zero spoilers #alright getting a little beef right now #I still had a good time with the episode but I had such a urge to reach in and shake Soon like my guy! my dude!!#I sympathize with the plight but come on now #i will still be there next week for sure #but i am expecting/hoping something a little tighter for episode 5 it would be nice #words #mine

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ik no one asked me but personally i feel like the ONLY reason why the light novels even exist is because eve originally wanted to shift focus off of rei and onto tobi in knk but didnt know how to do it properly without like messing up the story or something ( even though i am fully convinced eve does NOT have this stuff written down and is literally just making it up as he goes ) so he just decided to write a spinoff series instead thats basically like an oc insert au fanfiction for knk,,,

this is not to make fun of eve though i PROMISE,,, i feel like hes just like a little kid showing off his first ever oc hes made that hes totally obsessed with and were all just the parents and family members that just need to nod and go along with whatever hes talking about / aff / lh

Oks so first of all dw bestie I know you are not making fun of him I know you are voicing your opinion and I think you are right actually he’s showing off his angsty emo OC kdkekdkkd

Now the truth is idk about enough about the manga or light novel industry so I honestly can’t say how the novels came to be tho what you say may be right. To me it feels more like he wanted to do more with Tobi and expand more on him in knk but bc knk has a story that has to be followed there are some restraints of what he can show and where can he show it so yeh it would make sense to make a spinoff or a different series that can get into that. Like I said idk enough about the manga/light novel industry but I believe it’s cheaper to write them in novels rather than a manga so ig he had the opportunity and took it y’know?

As for the feeling of “Eve going along with whatever at this point” I agree completely with you bc i remember when the manga was first announced (yeh im that old I saw this shit come out) it was promoted to be a manga with Mah characters that’s why the Mah characters even appear in the first cover…this is speculation but I feel like they were supposed to appear earlier or something but were pushed aside in favor of Tobi THO it’s kinda complicated to say bc rereading Nagi’s arc i noticed that, even if there’s some inconsistencies in it, it feels like there was some planning and feels for the most part cohesive. I remember I complained a lot back in the day about it bc it didn’t make sense but now that the arc is completed it does! The current arc tho….I’m not so sure like it makes sense too for the most part but so far so many things are left unexplained that it makes me wonder if he really wrote down at least some of it or if he texts Newo at 2 am to tell them the idea he had so they can draw it 😭😭😭

The time line is kinda messed up to me it’s been 3 years after all so if someone can help I would appreciate it very much, anyway my theory is that yeh Mah characters were meant to appear earlier and that Tobi was actually meant to be a character early on too but just got way more popular than Eve expected. Going back to the time line knk was released on April 15th 2020 and Tobi appeared a month later on May 15th 2020 HOWEVER the int MV came out exactly 7 days after that chapter on May 22nd 2020…so like I said I could have the time line messed up bc it’s been years but like i remember that chapter coming out and me and a lot of people being excited about him appearing but technically his MV wasn’t out yet like I feel we all knew him and that so I wonder if it was bc around that time Eve started to promote him a lot? I know that the reason why int even exists is bc Mariyasu made a mini MV of the song I think and people liked it so much both them and Eve went with it but yeh…just wanted to point this out bc if it was popularity based if they put him bc the MV was insanely popular then it would make more sense that the character of the MV came before the one in the manga and that the MV’s influence put him there but he came before??? Idk besties if someone can help me with this one…

Anyway yeh I just feel like Tobi got too popular and was the one appearing in fanarts, official arts, merch and all that stuff and with time Eve just…probably started seeing him in a different light and started caring for him more. Like I said idk anything about the manga industry but I also think that when it comes to Rei it has to be harder to do something with him bc I assume the magazine has some ownership over him I feel Eve can’t use him as freely but that also wouldn’t explain the Tobi case bc even after knk and the int novels came out that could put some restraints on his usage he still was marketed as he always has been so…I really don’t know all I know is that most we have on Rei that is not knk is a few promotional drawings made for the magazine and that one drawing Taiga did for the app that was just dropped there and disappeared into the ether when the app died

It’s really sad bc Rei as a character has potential…we could had a soft boyo that the more he learns about his missing memories and the more fucked up things he experiences the more he changes as a person and the more he loses himself. The very famous phrase “find me before I eat myself” from int I always interpreted it as “find me before I lose myself” and like idk how to explain it but it fits not only Tobi but Rei too???? Like it works???? The fact that his memories are fucked up and his past is fucked up and everyone he loves is getting fucked up is perfect to use in this concept and Eve is not doing anything with it. Like literally Rei has no personality other than being friends with Yukito, not knowing shit about anything and lowkey not liking Tobi that much and like that’s all I can think about him and it frustrates me! He can be more! He can do more! But no! It’s just Tobi! It’s only Tobi!

Anyway I won’t make this any more longer I think I ranted enough so yeh you are completely right anon he just likes his angsty emo OC a lot and we’ll have to nod and go along with it

#answered ask #damn I went off im so sorry #i just have many thoughts #and it’s frustrating bc my English is limited and I can’t really express most of them #but you get the idea

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fyodorloveclub · 6 months

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This might sound a little biased because I love this rat man, but I genuinely think that deep down, Fyodor is not a bad person.

Sure, his actions are terrible and the opposite of what a “good person” would do, but hear me out.

Fyodor’s goal itself is about creating a peaceful world with no sin, and while that leaves room for a lot of discussions, the goal itself could be considered pretty selfless. I mean, there’s so many selfish things he could do if he had the book, and even with his hacking abilities, he could cause a lot of harm to others for his own benefit, just because he can.

He could use the book entirely for his own benefit, but chooses to create a “better” world. Sure, wiping out a large part of the population (I assume that many people in the bsd universe are ability users) is a questionable way to “make the world a better place”, but still. I understand his point.

And while his methods and ways to achieve his goal are absolutely awful and scream “he’s evil”, I think he’s just so devoted to his plan that he’s willing to do anything to make it happen. I don’t think he does what he does for fun and I don’t think he enjoys killing people (except Dazai :P) and I kinda feel like he was genuinely remorseful about putting bombs on that kid in s3, but he just thought it was necessary and a sacrifice he needed to make.

I don’t know, I mean my little rant is based on the theory that he just has a really traumatic backstory that explains why he is the way he is, but I just think that he has a good heart but is just somehow fanatic and obviously ruthless and cruel with his methods, which is wrong.

Idk if this makes sense but yeh. I love him.

i def agree!!! i think something we see time and time again and what i love so much about bsd is that villains are never just "villains" and heroes are never just "heroes". obvi with some to a higher degree of better and worse than others, but people and these characters are so complex, and fyodor isn't the exception. i truly do believe he had a very traumatic upbringing centered around religious trauma causing him to obsess over this concept of sin "creating a world free of sin." and why he equates all abilities with sin is likely directly related to his own ability and what it has caused/can cause -> and he likely has faced abuse because of said ability, similar to atsushi. (i think he has a similar backstory to atsushi and that's their kind of connection bc atsushi obviously turned out to be wonderful and i think fyodor is supposed to show what he could've been like BUT thats purely conjecture) anyway yes. he's a villain he's done objectively horrific and unforgivable actions but also he's my babygirl and he's never done anything wrong 😋😋

#thank u hio i love chatting abt this #voices in my head #lovers #tw abuse

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quellmythirst · 2 years

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The Week-long Seminar - Day 7 - Staying

Summary: You tell Billy your staying, he takes it very well.

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Billy Russo

Words: 2.4k

Warnings: SMUT, piv, fingering, chocking, over stim, teasing, fluff.

Part 6

“Shit. Why did I bring so much stuff with me?” You think, loading your suitcase full of the clothes strewn around the hotel room. You’re nearly halfway through packing all the tech into a bag when there is a knock at your door. Glancing down at your phone, the light searing into your eyes. Shit it's 1am. You still haven't heard from Billy, maybe he's still asleep and you'll be able to get back before he even notices you're gone? You can only hope.

“Ms Van Dyne,” opening the door to greet her, “are you free now?”

“Ye- what is that?” She exclaims, taking your chin in her hand and tilting your face up. Her eyes growing wide as she stares at the marks on your neck.

“Oh, I ah-” raising your hand to your neck trying to cover the bruising. “It's nothing.”

“Doesn't look like nothing, “she squints, releasing your face and holding out her hand, “come with me.” Hope gestures for you to sit on the couch before moving to the bathroom, “I figured this trick out after Scott got out of house arrest. Dad did not need to see that,” she laughs, bringing out a cool cloth and something crushed in a bowl.

“You?”

“Oh, no honey. Scott. He was- I got a bit carried away,” Hope winks at you.

“What is that?” you ask, nodding at the bowl in her hand.

“It'll stop the swelling,” she rubs the damp cloth into the powder, “did he do this to you?”

“Who? I don't know what you mean?” You try to lie but she's spent the last few years with you at her side, there was no way she was buying it.

“Ah huh. So you haven't been seeing that warmonger asshole behind my back for months?” She smirks at you when you make a face, “that's what I thought. He do this to you?”

“Yeah, but-”

“But you liked it,”

“Yeh I did.”

“And is he the reason you're staying?”

“Part of it.”

“Well, I guess I can't hate him for that. Still though, if he ever hurts you in a way you don't like, you call me. I know people in this city and I'm just a flight away.”

“I think I'll be good, but I'll keep that in mind. Thank you, Hope.”

“Right, that should do it,” she says, leaning back and staring at the orange line along your neck. “Let's get to it then,” she smiles, sitting on the couch next to you. Hope flick’s the folder open, pointing out the details of your move and what your new position is going to entail. Apparently she had booked the hotel room until your apartment was ready, but you had a better idea on where you want to stay for a week or two. Your hand starts to cramp up and your eyes ache after hours and hours of signing and initially all the paperwork. Hope checks and rechecks that she has everything in order, a wave of panic on her face when she notices the time on her watch.

“I need to get going, but just call if you need anything,” Hope says, shrikning her own bags down and tucking them into her pocket. Then helping you carry your bags to the lobby, “anything. I mean it,”

“Yes Ma'am, I'll call if I need you.”

“Good, and-”

“Yes I'll tell Billy that you threatened his life.”

“Perfect,” she pulls you into a tight hug before hopping into the taxi and leaving you alone on the sidewalk.

This is it. You think, setting your bags down outside Billy's door. Hopefully he's up, though it's doubtful, the sun was barely over the horizon.

You take a deep breath before you knock on the door. You press an ear up to the door, hearing a lot of shuffling and clanking behind the door. You knock again, still no answer. You're just about to give up and head back to the hotel when the door opens.

His triumphant grin shines down at you, some- what even is that? You reach to brush whatever it is from his shoulders but his arms wrap around your middle and lift's you into the air. “You’re back!” his hands hold you tight as he kisses you softly.

“Yeah, I said in my note I was coming back,” you shake your head, wondering why he would've thought otherwise.

“I saw the note, but-” he puts you down, finally noticing the bags behind you, “people leave notes and never come back sometimes.” His voice is soft and almost vulnerable when he admits it, staring at your bags.

“Well-” you widen your arms- “I came back! Here I am and I have a favor to ask,”

“Anything,” he takes your hand kissing you again, “whatever you want.”

“You don't even know what it is yet?” you shake your head at him, “What if I want you to kill a guy?”

“Wouldn’t be the first,” he shrugs.

“Billy,” you hit him playfully, rolling your eyes.

“Don't care, if it means you're not leaving, I'll do whatever I can.”

“So I can stay?” You peer up at him with hope in your eyes. He did just agree to perform a hit for you, so you suppose asking to stay at his apartment really wasn’t a lot.

“Seriously? You want to stay here,” he brushes past you, picking up your bags, “that's the stupidest thing you've ever said,” he starts walking, heading to what you know to be his bedroom, “'sif I'd ever let a woman move in with me,” he opens the door to the closet, “she’d get her girly shit all over my nice neat bachelor pad,” he unzips your bag dumping the contents into his closet, “you'd have to be mad to think I wanted that,” he finally turns scooping you up into his arms and pressing you into the wall

“You’re right, that would be crazy of me,” you laugh as he presses kisses into your neck before pulling back.

“What is that?” He asks, staring at the home remedy Hope had used on you, “it tastes like oranges,”

“Hope said it would bring the bruising down,”

“Oh, so you want to live in my house and not wear my marks, that it?” He cocks an eyebrow at you.

“No, she just-”

“I know exactly what to do with you, naughty girl,” he boops the end of your nose as he begins walking. His fingers hooking under your sweater and pulling it over your head. Setting you on the kitchen counter he steps between your legs. Your fingers slip up to his buttoned top and you find more of that strange dust stuff on the collar.

“What is this?”

“Don’t worry about it,” he says, ripping your pants from your legs, your ass hitting the cold marble of the counter, flinching trying to get off it. “Now, about this shit on your neck,” he runs a cloth under some warm water, gently wiping away the remnants with a tenderness that surprises you. “What's the look for?” he asks, stopping to rinse the cloth so he can continue.

“What look? I’m not doing a look,”

“Hmm..” his eyes glance up at you, letting you get away with it for now.

“What was that?” you ask, when you hear something hit the wooden floor.

“Told you not to worry about it,” he drops the cloth in the sink, his hand warm from the water skimming up your legs and spreading them further apart. “Why don’t I give you something else to focus on, huh?” he swipes his fingers through your pussy, “Fuck, Baby. You’ve only been here 15 minutes and your dripping,”

“Love feeling your hands on me,” you pant, arching up towards his hands. Wrapping your own behind him and squeezing his tight ass.

“That all you want to feel?” his thumb starts flicking over your clit as those long fingers fill you and you let out a loud moan. He pumps his fingers in and out, his free hand ripping your bra from you and pressing his hardness into your leg. You lean back on your elbows, watching as he fucks you on his hand. Not noticing him scanning your features, searching for the spot that will make your eyes roll back into your skull.

His other hand works fast to shove his pants down, while you're chasing your high. “Fuck, baby. You’re stunning,” he growls, smirking when he sees your eyes roll. He presses in hard on that spot, while his thumb continues it's work on your clit, “Soak me, Come on Baby. Cum for me,” You were almost there, when your eyes meet you see your hunger reflecting in his, “Cum, Cum Baby,” your pleasure washes over you. Billy’s fingers not stopping until your body begins to shake.

You let out a sigh, relaxing your body against the cool marble when you feel him nudge at your pussy. His thick cock grazing your entrance, your shiver. Your sensitive pussy sending jolt of pleasure all over you, “Going to fuck you now Baby. You ready?” you give him a small nod, unsure if you even had a voice left. “Good girl,” in a flash his hands move from your thighs to your hips, flipping you over so your spread over the counter, your ass sticking out at him. “Much better,” he slaps your ass, “That’s for leaving,” he growls leaning his body over yours, “And this,” he slams his cock into your drenched pussy, “Is for coming back,” a low moan escaping his lips as your pussy begins to convulse around him.

“So fuckin full,” your voice breathless as he begins to rut into you. Your hands grip the other side of the counter, holding on for dear life.

“Full of me. How you should always be,” he starts sucking into your neck, his lips covering the marks that had faded and remaking them. Fuck, he's hitting you in all the right places, knows exactly how to break you and how to play. Your heads spinning, but you keep moaning and screaming his name. The soft scratch of his beard sends shivers down your spine when he bites back into you. The veins on his hand hard when he shoves 2 fingers in your mouth. You suck down, welcoming the distraction from all the fog in your head. "Bite down on them, Baby," moaning when your teeth stab into him, pounding into you even harder, the sound excites something deep in your tummy, “Fuck, are you going to cum again?” you start to flutter around him and your legs start to shake.

“Yes!”

“Then do it,” his balls hit your clit, sending you over the edge, your brain starts to fry and you shake, splutter, losing your vision for a second, Billy's pace not slowing. He's to busy savoring every drop of your pleasure.

“Such a good little whore,” he flips you again, your back hitting the counter and your eyes loll shut. Your mouth agape as you try to peer up at him.

His fingers grasp your neck, holding your head up, “Oh, Baby. You look so tired, but we’re not finished until I’m done with you,” he picks up your legs, wrapping them around his middle. Capturing your hands in his one as he holds them above your head, “You’re going to cum again for me,”

“Too much,” you plead, your brain going foggy and your eyes glazing over with exhaustion.

“I know you can take it. You got at least one more for me? Or do you want me to stop?”

“Don't stop,” you pant, not really sure if you can without passing out, but you’re willing to try.

“That’s my girl,” he eases into you slowly, his eyes rolling back at your pussy already clinging to him, “You ok there?” he asks, holding your head up so he can make sure he doesn't push you to far. His cock slowly fucks in and out of you. His other hand toys with your nipple, his tongue darting down to flick over it.

“FuCk yes,”

“Baby,”

“Billy,”

“I don’t think I can hold back much longer with you looking up at me like that,”

“L-ke Wh-t?” your words are disjointed and breathy.

“Like the cock drunk little mess you are,”

“I’m n-t” you pout at him, tightening your legs around him and pulling him closer.

“Fuck, I need you to cum with me,” he leans down, capturing your lips softly in his. His pelvis grinds into you, his tongue circling in your mouth, “Please cum with me,” he moans into your mouth. Releasing your hands he clasps your hips holding you still, his pace spluttering, “Fuck!” He growls, your pussy sucking him in hard, clasping around him tighter than he has ever felt and you feel your brain go white and stars start to fill your vision. His cum empties inside you, painting your insides, fucking it deep into you.

“Fuck me,” he breaths an exhausted sigh, leaning on the counter beside you. He brushes some hair from your face, looking down at you with affection. “Can you move?”

You shake your head, fluttering your eyes shut when your cheek hits the cold marble. “Live here now,”

“That’s right, Sweetheart,” he scoops you up in his arms, planting a soft kiss on your forehead and laying you down on top of him on the couch. “You’re all mine now,”

“Billy,” you relax back into his arms, letting out a soft yawn, “I think I might like you more than a friend,”

“Oh really?” he asks, tilting your head up so he can see your face, “Just a bit more?”

“Yeah, I-” something shiny falls from somewhere, and you see Billy's hand reach out and snatch it from the air, “What the fuck?”

“I ah- didn’t cope well with you leaving,” he admits, showing you the knife in his hand and pointing it up. It's then you notice the blade shaped holes in the ceiling.

“Did you throw knives into the roof because you missed me?” you turn over so you can see him better.

“Only a few,”

“Billy Russo, were you upset that I might leave?”

“No. I was furious.``He takes your face in his hand, his thumb that still smells of your cum caresses your cheek, you lean into his touch, “I want, wanted you to stay.”

“Why’s that?” you take a strand of his hair in your fingers twirling around and behind his ear.

“Sweetheart, I lov-”

“Don’t say it,” you put your fingers to his lips, “like you said, I’m to cockdrunk to be coherent right now,”

“Get some rest.” he smooths your hair out, patting you down while his fingers graze your back “We can talk about it later,”

“I forgot to tell you,” you mumble, half asleep and snuggling into Billy’s chest, “Hope said if you hurt me, she’ll come here herself to kill you,”

“She’s certainly welcome to try,”

AN: Is this the end for our happy pair of dorks? Yes? Maybe. I'm low key kinda wrung out at the moment, so i may take a little break.

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@sweetheart-im-the-boss @sad-hoshi037 @ladyofsoa

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watermelonsugacry · 2 years

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hello best friend and favorite writer, did you see that harry complimented a fan’s midnight memories t-shirt last night. i wonder how that interaction went in the 1dbandmember universe

It's A Classic

Harry walks about the stage, ready to introduce the next song when he spots a particular fan in the crowd. It's a universal fact at this point that he loves to interact with any males in the crowd (especially dads) to spicy things up and overall have a good laugh. But this guy was wearing a certain shirt that Harry could not have just gone on without a special mention.

After gathering up some of his microphone cord in his hand, he extends his other arm to the fan. "Hello sir. What's your name? Tom? Thomas? Tom. Look at Tom! Look at his shirt! Show us that shirt, Tom."

The crowd screams in excitement when Tom comes up on the big screens and everyone can see his Midnight Memories T-shirt. It has each of the members' faces on it and Harry can't help but smirk when he sees his head-shot next to his fiancée's.

It seems like forever ago that the band's third album came out, back to the time when they weren't allowed to date under their strict management's contract. Back when he stayed up all night wondering what her lips tasted like or racking his brain to try to think of witty things to make her laugh. Back when he wanted her to be his.

"It's an absolute classic! A classic!" Harry points excitingly to the fan's shirt. After talking with Tom a bit more and finding out his girlfriend gifted him the shirt, he thanks them both for coming before telling the girlfriend, "If you happen to find another one of those, I'll take it."

He's about to walk further up the stage before he spins around on his heel to add one more thing, "Actually, if you happen to find two of 'em, I'll take 'em. Reckon YN would like one as well." And the audience is in another fit of screams.

...

The next night, YN had a show for her own tour. After talking with some fans, she was making her way up the long catwalk when a white ball-looking-bundle gets thrown in front of her feet.

"Ok Berlin, I know you know the words to this next--oh! Thank you." YN picks up the bundle and as she continues her walk, she unfolds the shirts. When she sees what shirts they are, she holds them to her chest and puts a gloved covered hand over her smile.

"Hang on. Wait, who threw this?" YN walks back over to the section she walked past and follows the fingers the fans point to. She sees a couple waving with excited smiles, phones next to their faces to record the interaction.

"Hiya! What's y'names?" YN takes off one of her ear-pieces and steps as close as she can to the edge of the stage without tripping over her heels. "Tom? Tom and Sophie. Thank you so much for coming and thank you for the shirts. Look everyone."

Maneuvering her microphone in one hand and untangling the two shirts as best she could without dropping anything, she holds them up the nearest concert camera and the Midnight Memories shirts are displayed on the screens above the stage.

"How cool are these!" YN laughs. "Huh? One for me and one for Harry? Well that makes me feel less special." She teases, making the crowd laugh. "Oh he asked for them? At his last show? That bugga'. I'll make sure to give one to him. Or make him work for it. Ha!" She kicks one of her heels behind her as she sticks her tongue out.

"M'joking." She puts a hand up to the fans when they already to make a suggestive "ooo" sound. "Y'nasty. The lot of yeh. Well, thank you again, Tom and Sophie. Are you guys a couple? Yeh? Nice. I hope you guys have a fun night, alright? And you guys can make that sound again." YN tells the rest of the crowd and they make the suggestive noise again.

"Give it up for Tom and Sophie because they're gonna have sex tonight! This is Love Language!" YN yells as she runs up the rest of the catwalk, holding the shirts up the air like a flag.

...

At Harry's show in Cologne, before introducing his next song, he looks up at the stands where YN is at and he's reminded to do a specially announcement.

"Before I forget, I have somethin' to show you all." Harry walks over to the section where he keeps all of his stuff in front of Sarah's post and picks up a white shirt.

"Look what I got the other day. It's a classic." Carefully opening up the shirt, he holds it up in front of his face and shows everyone his Midnight Memories shirt. The fans scream even louder when YN is displayed on the screens from her seat. She's wearing her own matching shirt with a pair of red trousers. As much as she dared him to wear it on stage, Lambert was insistent on keeping the outfits on schedule.

YN scrunches up her nose as she laughs when she sees herself on the screen. She pinches the top part of her shirt and tugs on it with a nod of her head, a pout to her lips.

"The legend says that its even her favorite album." He laughs when she gives a rough shake of her head and holds up four fingers, mouthing the word four.

"Made In the A.M.? Cool." Harry teases and his shoulders shakes by his ears as he giggles when she gives him a deadpan look and flips him off.

"Give it up for YN!"

He catches her blown kiss, opens the front flap of his jacket and puts it away on the pocket near his chest.

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zombiepuke · 11 months

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it’s emetophilia ask anon again (the one who pointed out Ellie behaving like a dog/cat does when they’re about to vomit hehe - if you’ve never seen a dog vomit before, try looking it up on YouTube/Google or somethin so you can see what I mean. they do these whole body movements where they like arch their backs up n down for like 10 seconds or so before they actually puke - i guess that’s how they physically bring the vomit up? but yeh that’s exactly how ellie moves in that brief moment when she’s still on all fours before puking the first time)

anywayyyyys… i’m sending another ask ‘cause it’s rare to find anyone into/interested in emeto stuff! but it definitely makes sense in the horror community hehe

so this is more about you and your personal interests in this topic than anything.. i was wondering what sorta stuff you’re into emetophilia-wise. like what do you enjoy? obviously with emeto stuff there’s a few different aspects to it, and some people only enjoy certain parts, or enjoy certain parts more than others, y’know.. like the general feeling of nausea, and that awful feeling of knowing you need to puke, and the actual moment before puking, and the actual act of puking, and the puke itself.

like.. some people enjoy being the puker, some people like being puked on, some people like both? some people don’t care about the actual act of puking and are just all about the puke itself.. some people have very specific likes/dislikes for their personal enjoyment with emetophilia. so I wanna know what you’re into haha!

also you said you’ve written some real fucked up shit before so im obviously now super interested to hear all about it!😁

but also what would you love to write about regarding ellie + emeto? like forget about what anyone else wants.. what would you love to write for your enjoyment?

OOF so sorry nonnie it took a bit to answer this, i have been super busy this weekend with birthday stuff but everything should be calming down!

Talk of emetophilia stuff below y'all be warned!!!!!

but yes - i have 3 kitties myself and have definitely witnessed some unfortunate puke accidents lmao. i love love love how animalistic they made the deadites in EDR - especially Ellie. and i appreciate you asking - i love talking about my obscure interests and finding others who share them!

when it comes to actual emeto, the actual puke itself isn't really what does it for me. it's everything else, especially the time leading up to the act of puking. it's such a gross feeling (and i actually have meds prescribed for nausea because i get really bad migraines rip) but i secretly love it. i also secretly love the feeling of being ill/sick with the flu or a cold in general but something about feeling the need to throw up was always like, intriguing to me. it's one of those feelings as a human that we get that is so animalistic and instinctive, like the way our bodies prepare us to help us pass anything it didn't like via vomiting, it's kinda sweet in a way. and as for actually vomiting, it's this strange feeling of not being able to breath, and i always get overheated and overwhelmed and it's uncomfortable but exciting - same way i feel about going to the dentist but that is a whole other converation LMAO i adore teeth and anything dealing with teeth. odontophilia is another vice of mine.

i would say i'm more akin to the acts of puking rather than the physical puke itself. in terms of Ellie i would prefer being the one being puked on, but both is good for me. i like anything oral-related and i think that adds a lot to the emeto stuff - as does tooth stuff too. usually any fic i write involving teeth also involve vomit - and a looooot of my writing focuses on teeth and puke and general seepage from bodies (if you haven't noticed lol)

it's allllllllll about the divide from human to inhuman - zombies, deadites, etc all have that in common, and vomit is a really big part of zombie/infection type horror. the idea of a human body being overtaken by a sickness or virus, possession, anything - the physical acts of your body degrading and decomposing, giving into the sickness, the fevers and symptoms of being infected, it's all super interesting (and arousing shhhhh) to me. Ellie is no different, an innocent human body suddenly taken control of and forcibly violent, a normal looking person suddenly getting extremely sick, throwing up, bleeding, eyes transforming, covered in blood, attacking and biting and eating, UGH. that's why i'm treading the waters here and testing how far i can go in a body-horror aspect with Ellie - i want to get super deranged and fucked up but still in a consensual way ofc - reader is based on my own mindset so ofc they're 10000000% willing for the deadite based body horror puke extravaganza lol

so basically i adore zombie-ism and transformation and the grossness that pursues that. Ellie is a perfect mix of it all. i really am so excited to explore her in my writing; inhumanity and her nastiness and gore and how awful she would realistically be - as much as i would love a sweet cuddle moment with her, i want there to be blood and guts and vomit and her manipulation, her evilness, her true nature, and just revel in it. she would fucking torture you, and you would love it.

love ya nonnie always always ask me stuff about gross shit and Ellie doing gross shit and zombies and all of that :)

#evil dead #evil dead rise #ellie evil dead #so more gross ellie in my fics #ellie vomiting on you or making you vomit #force feeding you weird shit to make you want to puke but never letting you til you're desperate #shit like that

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darkicedragon · 4 months

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darkicedragon supernatural dogsitting/delivery au oh no muzaka pawing at the door and m just like 'do you need the toilet or a run?' bc muzaka wants to go meet up w frankenstein azure yesss and to Muzaka's horror he gets both a harness/leash and a muzzle not bc M thinks he'll bite someone bc he knows he'll eat something darkicedragon but also unsure abt taking muzaka out for a walk bc muzaka might take HIM for a walk instead XD azure "If you don't behave, we are not going anywhere' =^= Muzaka is like >^>""" "and you are also getting a bath" o^o!!"" darkicedragon m ends up wetter than muzaka XDD and spends the rest of the night drying up the bathroom

darkicedragon taos amused bc m is Prepping to dogsit 'youd think he was your dog w how much youre buying' 'im being paid a lot for this and he goes thru EVERYTHING so i may as well buy some extra stuff' azure ahahahaha thankfully he knows the butcher (they're a very nice minotaur) so he gets a lot of bones for free darkicedragon m finding the scars across muzakas body and wondering if hes a rescue fighting dog azure "Well that explains your behaviour," M muttering as he brushes his coat darkicedragon oh god m starts talking abt muzaka doesnt mention hes a dog the other supernaturals know muzakas a ww neither of them realise the other has a different mental picture of muzaka hahaha azure OH MY GOD XDD ahahhahah "Uh, he got his head stuck in a jar. Again." and the other supernatural is like 😱 bc u mean lord Muzaka???? also bonus points if Muzaka is MASSIVE an absolute UNIT of a doggo standing almost up to M's chest but M's like "Yeah, he's on the bigger side. Prolly a cross breed with a wolf." darkicedragon 'when hes on my lap, he wont fucking move' and supernaturals are like >-> 'is lord muzaka also with this human as well?' and m talking abt spending hrs brushing out muzakas hair darkicedragon frankenstein hears abt the misunderstanding and gets it immediately, but also plays along muzaka also adds to it wo realising how it sounds 'oh yeh, i spent the entire night w m last night' tho i guess some would realise it was bc muzaka transformed, but even then, thats a Big Trust, even if muzaka is the lord also, muzaka howling and m just |-ó seeing the bunch of wws outside 'why are they acting like youre in heat??' darkicedragon m keeps going w his life until hes talking w someone and then theyre just like o/ 'lord muzaka!' o/ 'yo' 'huh, i know a dog w the same name as u. ........hes got similar scars as u too....?' 'yeh, thats me' ^--^ 'thanks for lookin after me' '................uh' and ms just panicking, bc shit. hes just been talking shit abt muzaka this entire time azure OH MY GOOOOD XDDD and M is absolutely deadpan like "yeah, that makes a lot of sense" darkicedragon '....frankenstein just said it was dogsitting?' 'well. i was a wolf at the time, yeh?' and m just internally >/////< over all the belly rubs and grooming he did w muzaka and putting on the bandana and making muzaka wearing the harness and- '.......lord?' 'yeh, im the lord of all the wws' hes going to fucking DIE azure AHAHAHHAA XDDD M's like ಠ_ಠ 'and you need dogsitting?" darkicedragon next time m gets a request for dogsitting, its actually just a dinner w frankenstein and humanoid muzaka, as a thank you/apology for not being completely clear 'yeh! im still instinctual durinf the full moon and frankensteins busy to keep an eye on me' azure M like =^= while eating the food bc hey, free food "hard to find ppl to look after you and well, you kinda dealt with lots of supernaturals. figured you'd handle it. darkicedragon 'and you wouldnt take advantage of the situation' 'take advantage that hes a dog???' m still doesnt know abt frankenstein XD azure what did Franken dooo XDDD darkicedragon the whole mad scientist stuff aha so they trusted m wouldnt go poking for research, bc he doesnt even know it exists or that its imp azure ah, fair XD

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Hiya! Curious why you don’t like between us? I was so looking forward to it but haven’t been able to get into myself. I watched the first episode and didn’t feel anything so I’ve been watching the rest through gifs to see if it will spark my interest. I won’t go as far as to say I don’t like it, I’m hoping once it finishes I’ll be motivated to watch in its entirety. So far I’m just not connecting to it. Just wondering your thoughts on why you don’t like it?

Hi, Hello

Oh Boy here we go. Okay first of all I don't think I'm the right person to trust with this show. A small backstory on my relationship with this director, I don't like anything he produces, so that includes the famous Until We Meet Again which is loved by most people, and is my most hated BL series, like you however, I did look forward to between us because BounPrem and WinTeam stuck in my heart I liked them, I liked their edits, I even liked analysing the novel premise. Ofcourse I do it has psychology, trauma, depth, characterisation and a love story that is meant to be passionate (put a question on that one), so I thought between us even underneath this director would make sense and I would love it.

However anon, it didn't this director makes me want to fight someone, (I'm a peaceful person but he unleashes a horrible side to me) because I despise his choices, I despise how he directs, how slow it always feel, how I feel like there's no plot even he chooses the best plots to adapt, how grating his characters all of a sudden feel each time they're the main character, how lacklustre his shows feel sometimes even when something exciting is going on he has the power to make me hate my self each time I watch his shit. And honestly it's a me thing because personality wise I like him he's the cousin of my bias and he cares aboout queerness being represented correctly but I can't lie to my self I hate Between Us, I just can't even look at it every time, and it hurts because when it's WinTeam sometimes there's hope, other times I don't know why I'm watching this, the side couples are fuckking irritating, they take up so much screen time for nothing, and that's my taste, I dislike comedy so maybe New isn't for me, all I know is I'm not the person to try and ask this question to because I'm still processing what it is about this directors stuff so everything he's involved in makes me hate my self and wanna stop watching BL, because it's not adding up, and I've seen some reactors be able to equate how I feel see Kent Clark example who kinda makes fun of between us all throughout my school president episode 2 reaction he himself feels the same way I feel, yeh some points makes this show feel good, consent, passionate love, characterisation, some scenes, some even side couple storylines have potential but something isn't clicking it constantly feels like a fuckkking waste of time and honestly it's been 6 episodes and I'm not someone who is a masochist so I won't keep putting my self through extreme pain to get why this show is good and it leaves me feeling very isolated (but again I'm not trustworthy in this situation) like episode 6 where while I got why it should be loved I thought the acting was abysmal, sorry I guess, I thought i'm not connected to these characters even though I should be and I just wanted to turn it off, with any other director and script of the same story Between us will be my favorite so to see another New piece be intensely disliked by me despite me knowing why people like it, is just very sad, I don't want New anywhere near my fave books, companies (DMD, GMMTV should stop giving his shows too), and writers. I don't want him to direct anything I think I can watch because he ruins it for me and this has been happening since Love By chance so yeh No.

Sorry for the very biased and ignorant response but this is my truth, I hate myself for it, I think Between is can be amazing for a lot of people however I really do think it's overhyped because of the looks and somewhat chemistry of the main actors, i think it's efforts to having a deeper insight into characters that make sense is good but the whole execution just falls apart and I don't know how else to explain it, I know I'm a hypocrite because I know there must be some heavy biases here but honestly the fact that New has made me dislike the acting and appearance of my favorite thai bl actor, you know that something is wrong so I won't hide it. Gifs are really pretty, fanmusic videos are the best way to watch between us I know once its over the youtube your story edit of WinTeam i'll watch and i'd like probably because it's not them in the show that's the problem it's New. And I think a lot of people feel it but they can't explain why it feels that way to them even UWMA people had this complaint, people say it should be good because it's an amazing story premise, idea, thought, representation but all they feel is annoyance and a weird dislike for it and some people are doing for the same for this but not majority so even though I hate it doesn;t mean you'll hate it.

Thanks anon

I know I wasn't probably nice, or helpful but this show like takes my excitement and happiness out of me, like UWMA, Remember me, Star in my Mind, Dear Doctor, Love by chance 2, and so many fuckking more directed by New. Alright I'm out. Thanks for the question :)

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