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haven't actually read this yet, but the description itself was enough to make me share it here
y'all remember homestar runner?
y'all remember homestar runner?
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Fanfiction Horrors
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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12918133/1/The-Komodo-Brothers-Play-Namco-X-Capcom
Parts of me thinks this author is a troll. His writing is pretty subpar and everything jumps from one place to another.
Parts of me thinks this author is a troll. His writing is pretty subpar and everything jumps from one place to another.
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Do I want to imagine what Coach Z/Homestar slash would sound like?
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Merp slurp
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This person is apparently really into writing ABDL Total Drama fanfiction. To think that someone can churn out that many diaper fics like that...
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A Christian WWE loving ABDL brony who calls sex 'baby making'. What the fuck.
Here's a guy who can't even spell his own name right half the time.
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I can't even be mad at someone that's written that much about their sneezing fetish. Like, I'm honestly impressed. I hope that they have a regular job, and fairly normal life, and that this is something they do as a hobby completely hidden from the lives of absolutely anyone that knows them. I can't help but to think that anyone putting that much effort into something that autistic would do something truly awful otherwise, if not preoccupied with their work, and as such have to applaud them for their genius.
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Stanley Kubrick is rolling in his graveI hope this fits, it's not exactly ultrahot insert marysue oc dribble, but I found it pretty disturbing.
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I like how the tags don't mention pedophiliaWhere was Danny!? He was just playing with his blocks on the carpet! She jumped up and called out,''Danny! Where did you go?'' She waited for his answer but received none. That was when she got up and put down her book. She had a gut feeling where her son was now. She walked to the bedroom that her and her husband shared. She peeked around the corner to see Danny on his lap.
She listened to their conversation.
''Did your mother ever say that to you? That I would hurt you?''
''No dad.''
''You sure?''
''Yes dad.'' Danny answered softly.
''I love you Danny. I love you more than anything else in the whole world. I'd never do anything to hurt ya. Never! You know that don't ya?'' Jack replies softly coaxing him on with a smile.
''Yes Dad.'' The boy replies.
''Good.'' Jack whispers before leaning into the boy and pressing his mouth against his firmly. The boy just sat there and let his father kiss him. Wendy had a feeling that this was going on but to see it first hand was too much. She let out a scream of horror,''Danny! Come here!''
Jack jumps up and then scowls at her balling up his fist,''You.'' He said bitterly.
Wendy pulled Danny to her and then said quickly,''Run away okay Danny! Run!''
The boy obliged not knowing what else to do.
Wendy let out a sob,''Why? Why Jack why!? He is our son!''
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Ever wanted to see Jar Jar Binks fuck Ursula from The Little Mermaid? Get ready to have your childhood ruined:
https://m.fanfiction.net/s/11604090/1/Binks-has-a-Boner
https://m.fanfiction.net/s/11604090/1/Binks-has-a-Boner
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Back in 2009 I stumbled with one of the most weirdest fanfics I've ever seen in my life called "FaCe ThE sTrAnGe". It's kinda like My immortal, but more twisted... It's about a vampire girl called Dally that goes to Hogwarts with Edward Cullen, Shadow the hedgehog, Sasuke and Hiei (from Yuyu Hakusho) in which a lot of fuckery happens in this fic...
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Maybe I'm sheltered but I recently found out that tentacle porn is a thing, and there's a bunch of fan fiction about it, and a lot of people seem to really like it.
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Boy, are you sheltered.
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It took until now for you to find out about this shit?
Man, do I envy you.
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>Edward Cullen
>Shadow the Hedgehog
>Sasuke
Was the author trying to include as many late 2000's edgelord characters as possible?
MysticMisty
kiwifarms.net
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How long have you been on the internet?
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Sorry it's a bit long, but I feel a have to share this little Thanos story I came across. If the formats weird, sorry I am on mobile. Nsfw and there's Infinity War Spoilers.
Mature Content, Non-con/Dub-con warning
He’s done it. He’s won. With all six infinity stones, he may as well be God now. Thanos alone had the might, and the will, to enact his truth onto the universe, he saved them all.
Rejoice.
But, what more is there to life now? Even Gods can get bored of resting and watching the sun rise, can’t they? He started experimenting with the stones in his little cottage, one particularly had his attention, the reality stone. Anything he wanted at the base of his fingers, and men have needs, even Godly men do. He could create the most beautiful creatures in the universe and they would do whatever he wanted, no matter what he asked.
But, he wasn’t satisfied, everytime he was deep inside any one of the fucktoys he created, he felt only, empty. Thanos wanted something real, no, needed something real. Something the stones just couldn’t fully create for him, a real fuck. The reality stone did its job perfectly, it made exactly what he wanted at his will, but he always knew in his mind it was fake. His own creation could never satisfy him and so, a plan was born. This plan was not nearly as magnificent in scale, or as important to the universes survival. But, the universes savior, its new God, the one titan powerful enough to save them all, deserves a treat once in a while doesn’t he?
His plan was half-baked and had no beneficial aspects aside from his own desires being met. He raised his left hand, armored in his stone bearing gauntlet, then dropped his elbow to his waist. Beefy fingers clenched powerfully into a fist, the blue stone set on his first fingers knuckle lit up, and a bluish grey, swirling cloud of smoke opened up, spitting out a young human woman, then disappearing entirely. She fell to grass before him, obviously stunned and confused.
“What? Where a-” he pressed a huge finger against her lips.
“Shhh”, he shook his head gently, and was suddenly very aware of what he had planned on doing.
Thanos fought off waves of hot guilt, there was still that need inside him, a need even stronger than the guilt. Another plan was born, Thanos removed his finger from the humans mouth, she instantly started crying and blubbering about something. He ignored her, and raised his left hand to her head. His massive palm cupping her entire head like a baseball, two stones lit up on the gauntlet and the girls eyes rolled upward. He could feel her will leaving her, overpowered instantly by his own. Pathetic, she didn’t even fight, he thought.
Her body stood as he guided her, his hand held firmly around her forearm, her eyes blank and grey, where there had been some radiant color moments ago. He held his left hand out again and part of the grass melted away into a tall, large bed, with a thick black comforter and white sheets. Thanos ran his tongue around his suddenly dry, sticky mouth, he had been chewing his lip and the corner of his cheek every time he was in deep thought. As he thought now, he winced a bit as he nibbled a sore spot, where he had pulled just a little too much skin off the inside of his mouth.
He pushed the human gently in front of him, her will-less body walked forward three steps then bumped into the bed and stopped. Thanos took a deep breath. He was still conflicted over this plan, there wasn’t that undying confidence that he was doing the right thing behind this plan like his last. He was torn, his thought process most often involved two seperate tones of his mind, one; Cold and calculated, knows what’s best and has the power to enact it, and two; Empathetic, loves his children and mourns for those who die. When he looked at this currently braindead girl, he felt the cold half yell at him, he deserves this, he saved the universe and this otherwise useless being should be honored to serve him. But the other half wept for him, that’s somebody’s daughter, much like his own, what’s gonna happen to her after he does this? She’ll be scarred for life, she’ll tell people what he did and that he knows for sure.
Thanos pressed the nameless woman down on her knees, her body obeyed him just like everyone else close to him did. He wiped her wet cheeks dry with his right palm, then used his forefinger and thumb opened her mouth with an amazing gentleness, a small string of saliva connected her lips as her eyes stared blankly forward still. He stopped and breathed deeply again, guiltily looking around as if someone might be watching or know what he’s about to do, and finalized his plan. He unbuckled his belt, the familiar jangle sounding distant, as if he was standing twenty feet away from his own waist. He revealed his giant, purple titanhood to the woman’s unchanging, blank stare. He rested his right hand on her head and stroked her soft hair, as he guided his soft head into her mouth.
Thanos rolled his hips carefully forward entering the soft heat and moisture of her mouth, and he groaned a little bit between his teeth as he felt the blood rush to his member. Thankfully he wasn’t much of grower because the woman’s body seemed to be struggling to open wide enough for him, and he wasn’t even fully hard. He stroked slowly into her mouth a few times, but even with her mouth open as wide as it seemed she could, her teeth were still grazing him with every move. Growing frustrated he removed his now hard dick from her mouth, and stroked himself a few times. His large thick fingers rubbing tenderly over his swollen shaft, decorated with veins, then he’d pause and thumb his sensitive, lighter purple head, and groan.
He reached down and dragged her body up by her arm, now standing in front of him, but still significantly shorter, he reached for her chest. He stuck one finger in the collar of her shirt, then ripped it downward, and the buttons flew and cloth shredded at the front. Her lacy white bra bounced around her tits, as her body returned to her standing position, he smiled and watched them settle. Then reached again and ripped the bra from her body too.
He kept a slow, steady pace into his hand, all guilt fully forgotten, mind completely blank except for his need, the reason he brought her here. Now he hadn’t specifically chosen her, she was just another spec of population chosen at random, but instead of death, she and no one else, had to endure him. Thanos scooped up the girl and set her on the bed, she lay still right where he put her. He fumbled with her pants and ended up ripping them in several places before getting them off her legs, revealing her unshaven mound. He stared curiously, he had never been with a human before, but like most of his partners she’d very likely need a warm up. He circled her clit with his middle finger and smiled to himself, when even her will-less body was seeming to shift and lean into his touch. It made him feel important, and skilled, and he loved that.
The titan plunged a finger into her now wet heat and began to stroke himself again. Four pumps, then he forced two fingers in while still rubbing her clit with his thumb and could feel her anxious body relaxing more and more around his digits. As he continued he kept finding himself looking to her face to see if she was enjoying herself, but was only met with that creepy blank stare, from those colorless eyes. He brushed it off and stared at her perky nipples now, he was getting closer in his hand and felt mildly repulsed by the fact that he was touching himself. Thanos let go of himself completely and his erect cock sprung towards his stomach, he spread the woman’s legs more and pulled her closer to the edge of the bed. He held the base of his cock and guided the swollen tip to her inviting pussy. His head was blissfully inside her before he realized her might be just too big for her, he pushed further and saw her body struggle lightly against him with no power to fight, this must be painful for her.
He half humped part of his length into her, he wanted to feel her around all of him, but there was some mental hurdle he just couldn’t jump to be able to tear into her. He looked to her face again, that cold stare from those blank eyes and all at once he was overcome with a realization, this still feels fake. Even half way inside a real person, it still felt fake, like something he created, which in a way, maybe he did. He took her free will and she became just another fucktoy for him to use. He reached for her head with his gauntlet again, holding her skull he allowed her will power to flow freely back to her.
She gasped and suddenly came back to life, her eyes regained their color and filled quickly with tears. Her eyes darted around her own body in horror then upward at his, and she had to crane her neck to look at his face. She screamed, in fear mostly but she was in pain too, he was still halfway forced into her and she had the vague sensation leftover that he had been rubbing her off not that long ago. His massive hand rushed to cover her mouth and muffle the screaming, he put a finger from his other hand to his mouth and hissed,
“Shhhh,” the girl surprisingly obeyed and quieted her screaming to a few crying whimpers, as the tears were flowing heavy down her cheeks now.
“Don’t,” he ordered simply. She looked even more scared and confused, her eyes searched his for answers but his face only offered a tired, woven look of guilt and lust.
“Wh-” He thrusted into her hard to drive the rest of that sentence out of her brain. It worked, her eyes rolled up and she half moaned half whimpered, the pain and pleasure mixed sickly together to shut her up.
The hump was a quick and rash decision made by a desperate titan, it was finally starting to feel real, and he couldn’t lose that by letting her go. She wasn’t looking at him anymore, she was staring straight up into the sky, eyes wide and crying. Her hands desperately wrapped halfway around his huge arm, her nails were digging into his skin, her legs were trying to squeeze his around hips, trying to push away, to close herself off from him, but his his wide build kept her thighs wide open for him. Thanos tried to go slow, he understood she’s in pain, but what she needs to understand, is that he’s in need.
He paused his movement, her choked cries not nearly as distracting as he pictured them being, and started rubbing her clit again. She tried to scream but he was watching her face and covered her mouth before the sound could escape. She tried to find his eyes to plead, to beg, anything to make him stop, but he was focused on their intertwining parts again. The woman cried out into his hand and felt the tears get caught on their way down her cheeks, his fingers were pressed firmly but painfully across her lips. She spread her lips, watching his face, and bit down as hard as she could on the fleshy part of his middle finger. He flinched back quickly, shook his hand then inspected the spot she had bitten. She had started screaming for help the second his hand left her face.
His eyes shot to her face again, his brow furrowed, his lips were a pencil line of irritation, and his nostrils flared with every breath. She shut up instantly, terror washed over her, there was no begging, or pleading, or escaping, she could see that now, and he wasn’t going to stop until he got what he wanted.
“You’ll pay for that,” he said softly in his intimidatingly deep voice.
She gulped and began to cry again. He was trying to make this at least a little good for her, maybe she just didn’t get that, or maybe she was too scared to realize. He fought of that annoying churn of guilt in his stomach again, he shook his head to try to clear his mind. He growled down at her remembering the ache in his finger, then smirked, he pulled himself almost fully out her, he studied her face change and wondered what it must feel like to be so empty after someone his size was inside for so long. Her face mingled relief and worry, she knew it wasn’t over. He smiled with all his teeth now, and jerked his hips forward plunging himself back inside of her tight heat. She seemed like she was trying to scream again, but all that came out was a series of squeaky gasps, then a long trembling exhale.
The terrified womans face was pressed to side, near sobbing into the comforter, he pulled out and slammed back in roughly several times, still only putting about half of his length inside her. She was very tight around his swollen dick, he wasn’t getting the friction he needed and was holding himself back so he wouldn’t hurt her too much at once. He wrapped his beefy hands around her waist, his finger touching a little behind her back, his thumbs half dug into her soft belly and held her still as he leaned into her. His shaft slowly disappearing into her, she gasped loudly, and began to swing her arms. She tried to push him away, but she couldn’t reach his extremely broad chest, so she settled for beating wildly on his biceps and forearms, she even tried prying his fingers away from her stomach, but he was so unimaginably strong.
She could feel strength radiating off of him, if he chose to, he could easily squeeze the life out of her with one hand. He was ignoring her sad attempts to loosen his grip and focused on the feeling of his dick slipping further and further into her soft walls. His head tipped up and he groaned loudly with pleasure, it was finally so real, he needed this so badly, and it was exquisite. Thanos was getting impatient now, he had it so good he couldn’t help himself from humping inch after inch into her, his vision was tunneling, he’d look from his thick shaft penetrating the human, to her bouncing tits on the bed, to her beet red face. He couldn’t tell if she was still making noise, he was just too focused.
His breathing picked up, he was huffing a little through his full purple lips, with a quickening pace he was almost fully inside her but it seemed to be getting easier, he glanced down again, there was blood running down her crotch on either side of his dick, and had been stained up onto her thighs from his movements. His tunnel vision broke, the cold half of him thought, good, some lube for this tight little thing. The empathetic half of him was stunned silent. He shook his head again, he couldn’t stop now, it was too late. He grabbed her right leg and lifted it up where, if he was her size it would have rested on his left shoulder, but instead it pressed against his left pec. He used it to help guide himself into her with more ease, she was still crying, panting and gasping, but it seemed she did not dare scream anymore.
He slowed his thrusts and watched her body slow with him, her cheeks were tear stained and her eyes were puffy. She was breathing as heavy as him, but for a different reason, he never fully stopped his movement but he was obviously trying to be more gentle. Thanos took his other hand off her waist now and started rubbing her clit in time with his pumps, she whimpered and closed her eyes, and he hoped she did because she felt kinda good, but he knew that was unlikely right now. He picked up his pace up a little bit and used his thumb to play with her clit faster with him. He felt the small button actually swell a little bit under his finger and she gasped, but this gasp was different than the rest, there was something more behind it, like she may actually be starting to enjoy it.
He humped at a steady, moderate pace and studied her face, not for the first time today, in hopes he’d catch some accidental moan, or something in her expression besides fear. She hasn’t looked back to his face since she bit him, and hasn’t opened her eyes for a few minutes. The only reason he knew she hadn’t gotten knocked out was because of the small noises he could hear from her everytime he thrusted into her again. He never let up on his pace or his thumbs matching movement and that was driving her crazy, he was so huge it didn’t seem possible that he could be fully inside her, and yet here he is doing it. For her what was probably worse than knowing the most powerful man in the universe, is going to do whatever he wants to you, for who knows how long, is that he wants you to enjoy it too, even if he has to force it, what kind of sadist, madman, does that?
She was growing more angry with herself because he was doing a better job than any lover she had before him, he was bringing her closer and closer no matter how hard she fought. He suddenly pushed her leg back to the bed from his chest and hunched over, the motion made her flinch and she almost screamed again. Her fear was overpowered by the new sensations he was causing, it was like he knew how close she was because when he hunched over to her he sucked her right breast wholey into his mouth. She wanted to push him away, pound her fists on his skull and try to gouge out his eyes but instead she moaned loudly and openly for the first time. He was just too good at this, and he knew it, he was peering up at her. Even looking at his face from the top of his head she could see him raise one eyebrow and feel him smirk around her tit.
He sucked her bust hard as if he was trying to give the whole thing a hickey, then pulled partially away and swirled his tongue around her nipple. He was surprised to find her arms started wrapping around his huge head, he was ready to shake her off like a bug, but her arms rested gently around his neck and he swore he felt her legs start to wrap around his back too. He smiled largely, finding huge satisfaction in fact he was able to turn a terrified, crying woman, into this sweating mess, grinding into his touch. He had only slowed a pace thrusting a little bit, his right hand still between her legs, he had been half humping the back of his hand since he was hunched over, while he played her.
Thanos drug his teeth over the hill of her breast and landed at her nipple again, rolling it gently between his teeth. She groaned and squirmed, her hands running up and down his thick neck trying to find something to hold. With his teeth still clamped lightly around her nip, he pulled it away from her body, only a few inches then let go and watched it bounce back to place. He grinned and admired the redness of the whole, in comparison to other. He lurched forward and growled, she flinched hard but gasped and half moaned when he started sucking in the skin on her neck. He was getting a little impatient, he had slowed down so much now that the edge he had built up was fading.
The titan stood up tall again, pulling himself free from her embrace, her legs still wrapped around him he pumped a little harder and a little faster. He watched her whole body bounce off of his and picked up his pace with more confidence. He circled, and rubbed, and drew patterns on her clit vigorously now, he knew she was close, her walls had been twitching around his dick more as he played. This was the endgame, he could feel himself losing control too, but it was her that came first. It had started with an uncomfortable facial expression then turned into her body writhing around with his motions, her hot, wet walls spasming around his lengthy cock. He humped her harder through her orgasm and even though his hand was starting to cramp he never stopped rubbing her off.
As she came down from her thirty-five second orgasm, she groaned and panted hard, his fast paced thrusts still causing little squeaks to escape her throat. He was getting dangerously close now, the only problem was just a little bit after the woman came, she must’ve been able to feel how much damage he’d done to her pussy, because she started crying once more. He was blindly humping her body now, he couldn’t have seen the extra tears if he had looked, his vision was growing sparkly and blurry with desperate need.
His beefy hands clawed at her waist pulling her into his hard thrusts for his big finale. His face shot skyward and he groaned so loudly with satisfaction it sounded scarily close to a roar of raw power. Thanos shot ropes of hot, sticky, titan cum inside her, with four or five, extra slow, satisfying pumps to fully drain himself into her.
He nearly collapsed on top of her but caught himself before they bashed heads, he panted heavily and took extra deep breaths to clear his foggy, tired head. She was screaming again, the kind of shrill desperate screaming, that would make a man’s head throb. His groggy head throb. He shook his head and slapped his unarmored hand across her mouth, which ended up covering majority of her face
“We’ve been through this before,” he said calmly. She shook under his hand, her eyes were all puffy again.
She whimpered and cried out again but no sound could escape her hoarse throat. The cold half of Thanos, said softly to him, you know what comes next. His eyebrows furrowed, of course he didn’t want to, but if he let her go, she’d tell everyone how he used her, and he was the universes savior, he couldn’t be known for that. He removed his hand from her mouth and face area. Then wrapped his powerful left hand, encrusted with six stones, around her delicate neck, marked with the big red, turning purple, hickey he gave her. Her hands shot up to his, he had picked her up off the ground effortlessly. She swung her arms and legs violently towards him, even if they could’ve reached him, they wouldn’t have bothered the titan in the slightest. He squeezed. Her mouth opened, she was trying to scream, but no air could escape her windpipe, and she was starting to choke. He squeezed harder. Her eyes bulged out of their sockets, bloody red around the edges.
The empathetic half of Thanos, shed a single tear for her, his stomach hurt. He squeezed even harder. She was turning pale, her lips starting to blue around the edges. He took a deep breath, and squeezed his fist closed. Her neck broke in two places, she died almost instantly. He dropped her limp corpse, she had that same creepy, blank stare, with those faded eyes, it make his stomach churn with nauseousness. The cost for his desire, this part was very real too.
Another casualty at the hands of the all mighty titan Thanos. It is an honor to die for the universe, he’ll save you too,
Rejoice.
He’s done it. He’s won. With all six infinity stones, he may as well be God now. Thanos alone had the might, and the will, to enact his truth onto the universe, he saved them all.
Rejoice.
But, what more is there to life now? Even Gods can get bored of resting and watching the sun rise, can’t they? He started experimenting with the stones in his little cottage, one particularly had his attention, the reality stone. Anything he wanted at the base of his fingers, and men have needs, even Godly men do. He could create the most beautiful creatures in the universe and they would do whatever he wanted, no matter what he asked.
But, he wasn’t satisfied, everytime he was deep inside any one of the fucktoys he created, he felt only, empty. Thanos wanted something real, no, needed something real. Something the stones just couldn’t fully create for him, a real fuck. The reality stone did its job perfectly, it made exactly what he wanted at his will, but he always knew in his mind it was fake. His own creation could never satisfy him and so, a plan was born. This plan was not nearly as magnificent in scale, or as important to the universes survival. But, the universes savior, its new God, the one titan powerful enough to save them all, deserves a treat once in a while doesn’t he?
His plan was half-baked and had no beneficial aspects aside from his own desires being met. He raised his left hand, armored in his stone bearing gauntlet, then dropped his elbow to his waist. Beefy fingers clenched powerfully into a fist, the blue stone set on his first fingers knuckle lit up, and a bluish grey, swirling cloud of smoke opened up, spitting out a young human woman, then disappearing entirely. She fell to grass before him, obviously stunned and confused.
“What? Where a-” he pressed a huge finger against her lips.
“Shhh”, he shook his head gently, and was suddenly very aware of what he had planned on doing.
Thanos fought off waves of hot guilt, there was still that need inside him, a need even stronger than the guilt. Another plan was born, Thanos removed his finger from the humans mouth, she instantly started crying and blubbering about something. He ignored her, and raised his left hand to her head. His massive palm cupping her entire head like a baseball, two stones lit up on the gauntlet and the girls eyes rolled upward. He could feel her will leaving her, overpowered instantly by his own. Pathetic, she didn’t even fight, he thought.
Her body stood as he guided her, his hand held firmly around her forearm, her eyes blank and grey, where there had been some radiant color moments ago. He held his left hand out again and part of the grass melted away into a tall, large bed, with a thick black comforter and white sheets. Thanos ran his tongue around his suddenly dry, sticky mouth, he had been chewing his lip and the corner of his cheek every time he was in deep thought. As he thought now, he winced a bit as he nibbled a sore spot, where he had pulled just a little too much skin off the inside of his mouth.
He pushed the human gently in front of him, her will-less body walked forward three steps then bumped into the bed and stopped. Thanos took a deep breath. He was still conflicted over this plan, there wasn’t that undying confidence that he was doing the right thing behind this plan like his last. He was torn, his thought process most often involved two seperate tones of his mind, one; Cold and calculated, knows what’s best and has the power to enact it, and two; Empathetic, loves his children and mourns for those who die. When he looked at this currently braindead girl, he felt the cold half yell at him, he deserves this, he saved the universe and this otherwise useless being should be honored to serve him. But the other half wept for him, that’s somebody’s daughter, much like his own, what’s gonna happen to her after he does this? She’ll be scarred for life, she’ll tell people what he did and that he knows for sure.
Thanos pressed the nameless woman down on her knees, her body obeyed him just like everyone else close to him did. He wiped her wet cheeks dry with his right palm, then used his forefinger and thumb opened her mouth with an amazing gentleness, a small string of saliva connected her lips as her eyes stared blankly forward still. He stopped and breathed deeply again, guiltily looking around as if someone might be watching or know what he’s about to do, and finalized his plan. He unbuckled his belt, the familiar jangle sounding distant, as if he was standing twenty feet away from his own waist. He revealed his giant, purple titanhood to the woman’s unchanging, blank stare. He rested his right hand on her head and stroked her soft hair, as he guided his soft head into her mouth.
Thanos rolled his hips carefully forward entering the soft heat and moisture of her mouth, and he groaned a little bit between his teeth as he felt the blood rush to his member. Thankfully he wasn’t much of grower because the woman’s body seemed to be struggling to open wide enough for him, and he wasn’t even fully hard. He stroked slowly into her mouth a few times, but even with her mouth open as wide as it seemed she could, her teeth were still grazing him with every move. Growing frustrated he removed his now hard dick from her mouth, and stroked himself a few times. His large thick fingers rubbing tenderly over his swollen shaft, decorated with veins, then he’d pause and thumb his sensitive, lighter purple head, and groan.
He reached down and dragged her body up by her arm, now standing in front of him, but still significantly shorter, he reached for her chest. He stuck one finger in the collar of her shirt, then ripped it downward, and the buttons flew and cloth shredded at the front. Her lacy white bra bounced around her tits, as her body returned to her standing position, he smiled and watched them settle. Then reached again and ripped the bra from her body too.
He kept a slow, steady pace into his hand, all guilt fully forgotten, mind completely blank except for his need, the reason he brought her here. Now he hadn’t specifically chosen her, she was just another spec of population chosen at random, but instead of death, she and no one else, had to endure him. Thanos scooped up the girl and set her on the bed, she lay still right where he put her. He fumbled with her pants and ended up ripping them in several places before getting them off her legs, revealing her unshaven mound. He stared curiously, he had never been with a human before, but like most of his partners she’d very likely need a warm up. He circled her clit with his middle finger and smiled to himself, when even her will-less body was seeming to shift and lean into his touch. It made him feel important, and skilled, and he loved that.
The titan plunged a finger into her now wet heat and began to stroke himself again. Four pumps, then he forced two fingers in while still rubbing her clit with his thumb and could feel her anxious body relaxing more and more around his digits. As he continued he kept finding himself looking to her face to see if she was enjoying herself, but was only met with that creepy blank stare, from those colorless eyes. He brushed it off and stared at her perky nipples now, he was getting closer in his hand and felt mildly repulsed by the fact that he was touching himself. Thanos let go of himself completely and his erect cock sprung towards his stomach, he spread the woman’s legs more and pulled her closer to the edge of the bed. He held the base of his cock and guided the swollen tip to her inviting pussy. His head was blissfully inside her before he realized her might be just too big for her, he pushed further and saw her body struggle lightly against him with no power to fight, this must be painful for her.
He half humped part of his length into her, he wanted to feel her around all of him, but there was some mental hurdle he just couldn’t jump to be able to tear into her. He looked to her face again, that cold stare from those blank eyes and all at once he was overcome with a realization, this still feels fake. Even half way inside a real person, it still felt fake, like something he created, which in a way, maybe he did. He took her free will and she became just another fucktoy for him to use. He reached for her head with his gauntlet again, holding her skull he allowed her will power to flow freely back to her.
She gasped and suddenly came back to life, her eyes regained their color and filled quickly with tears. Her eyes darted around her own body in horror then upward at his, and she had to crane her neck to look at his face. She screamed, in fear mostly but she was in pain too, he was still halfway forced into her and she had the vague sensation leftover that he had been rubbing her off not that long ago. His massive hand rushed to cover her mouth and muffle the screaming, he put a finger from his other hand to his mouth and hissed,
“Shhhh,” the girl surprisingly obeyed and quieted her screaming to a few crying whimpers, as the tears were flowing heavy down her cheeks now.
“Don’t,” he ordered simply. She looked even more scared and confused, her eyes searched his for answers but his face only offered a tired, woven look of guilt and lust.
“Wh-” He thrusted into her hard to drive the rest of that sentence out of her brain. It worked, her eyes rolled up and she half moaned half whimpered, the pain and pleasure mixed sickly together to shut her up.
The hump was a quick and rash decision made by a desperate titan, it was finally starting to feel real, and he couldn’t lose that by letting her go. She wasn’t looking at him anymore, she was staring straight up into the sky, eyes wide and crying. Her hands desperately wrapped halfway around his huge arm, her nails were digging into his skin, her legs were trying to squeeze his around hips, trying to push away, to close herself off from him, but his his wide build kept her thighs wide open for him. Thanos tried to go slow, he understood she’s in pain, but what she needs to understand, is that he’s in need.
He paused his movement, her choked cries not nearly as distracting as he pictured them being, and started rubbing her clit again. She tried to scream but he was watching her face and covered her mouth before the sound could escape. She tried to find his eyes to plead, to beg, anything to make him stop, but he was focused on their intertwining parts again. The woman cried out into his hand and felt the tears get caught on their way down her cheeks, his fingers were pressed firmly but painfully across her lips. She spread her lips, watching his face, and bit down as hard as she could on the fleshy part of his middle finger. He flinched back quickly, shook his hand then inspected the spot she had bitten. She had started screaming for help the second his hand left her face.
His eyes shot to her face again, his brow furrowed, his lips were a pencil line of irritation, and his nostrils flared with every breath. She shut up instantly, terror washed over her, there was no begging, or pleading, or escaping, she could see that now, and he wasn’t going to stop until he got what he wanted.
“You’ll pay for that,” he said softly in his intimidatingly deep voice.
She gulped and began to cry again. He was trying to make this at least a little good for her, maybe she just didn’t get that, or maybe she was too scared to realize. He fought of that annoying churn of guilt in his stomach again, he shook his head to try to clear his mind. He growled down at her remembering the ache in his finger, then smirked, he pulled himself almost fully out her, he studied her face change and wondered what it must feel like to be so empty after someone his size was inside for so long. Her face mingled relief and worry, she knew it wasn’t over. He smiled with all his teeth now, and jerked his hips forward plunging himself back inside of her tight heat. She seemed like she was trying to scream again, but all that came out was a series of squeaky gasps, then a long trembling exhale.
The terrified womans face was pressed to side, near sobbing into the comforter, he pulled out and slammed back in roughly several times, still only putting about half of his length inside her. She was very tight around his swollen dick, he wasn’t getting the friction he needed and was holding himself back so he wouldn’t hurt her too much at once. He wrapped his beefy hands around her waist, his finger touching a little behind her back, his thumbs half dug into her soft belly and held her still as he leaned into her. His shaft slowly disappearing into her, she gasped loudly, and began to swing her arms. She tried to push him away, but she couldn’t reach his extremely broad chest, so she settled for beating wildly on his biceps and forearms, she even tried prying his fingers away from her stomach, but he was so unimaginably strong.
She could feel strength radiating off of him, if he chose to, he could easily squeeze the life out of her with one hand. He was ignoring her sad attempts to loosen his grip and focused on the feeling of his dick slipping further and further into her soft walls. His head tipped up and he groaned loudly with pleasure, it was finally so real, he needed this so badly, and it was exquisite. Thanos was getting impatient now, he had it so good he couldn’t help himself from humping inch after inch into her, his vision was tunneling, he’d look from his thick shaft penetrating the human, to her bouncing tits on the bed, to her beet red face. He couldn’t tell if she was still making noise, he was just too focused.
His breathing picked up, he was huffing a little through his full purple lips, with a quickening pace he was almost fully inside her but it seemed to be getting easier, he glanced down again, there was blood running down her crotch on either side of his dick, and had been stained up onto her thighs from his movements. His tunnel vision broke, the cold half of him thought, good, some lube for this tight little thing. The empathetic half of him was stunned silent. He shook his head again, he couldn’t stop now, it was too late. He grabbed her right leg and lifted it up where, if he was her size it would have rested on his left shoulder, but instead it pressed against his left pec. He used it to help guide himself into her with more ease, she was still crying, panting and gasping, but it seemed she did not dare scream anymore.
He slowed his thrusts and watched her body slow with him, her cheeks were tear stained and her eyes were puffy. She was breathing as heavy as him, but for a different reason, he never fully stopped his movement but he was obviously trying to be more gentle. Thanos took his other hand off her waist now and started rubbing her clit in time with his pumps, she whimpered and closed her eyes, and he hoped she did because she felt kinda good, but he knew that was unlikely right now. He picked up his pace up a little bit and used his thumb to play with her clit faster with him. He felt the small button actually swell a little bit under his finger and she gasped, but this gasp was different than the rest, there was something more behind it, like she may actually be starting to enjoy it.
He humped at a steady, moderate pace and studied her face, not for the first time today, in hopes he’d catch some accidental moan, or something in her expression besides fear. She hasn’t looked back to his face since she bit him, and hasn’t opened her eyes for a few minutes. The only reason he knew she hadn’t gotten knocked out was because of the small noises he could hear from her everytime he thrusted into her again. He never let up on his pace or his thumbs matching movement and that was driving her crazy, he was so huge it didn’t seem possible that he could be fully inside her, and yet here he is doing it. For her what was probably worse than knowing the most powerful man in the universe, is going to do whatever he wants to you, for who knows how long, is that he wants you to enjoy it too, even if he has to force it, what kind of sadist, madman, does that?
She was growing more angry with herself because he was doing a better job than any lover she had before him, he was bringing her closer and closer no matter how hard she fought. He suddenly pushed her leg back to the bed from his chest and hunched over, the motion made her flinch and she almost screamed again. Her fear was overpowered by the new sensations he was causing, it was like he knew how close she was because when he hunched over to her he sucked her right breast wholey into his mouth. She wanted to push him away, pound her fists on his skull and try to gouge out his eyes but instead she moaned loudly and openly for the first time. He was just too good at this, and he knew it, he was peering up at her. Even looking at his face from the top of his head she could see him raise one eyebrow and feel him smirk around her tit.
He sucked her bust hard as if he was trying to give the whole thing a hickey, then pulled partially away and swirled his tongue around her nipple. He was surprised to find her arms started wrapping around his huge head, he was ready to shake her off like a bug, but her arms rested gently around his neck and he swore he felt her legs start to wrap around his back too. He smiled largely, finding huge satisfaction in fact he was able to turn a terrified, crying woman, into this sweating mess, grinding into his touch. He had only slowed a pace thrusting a little bit, his right hand still between her legs, he had been half humping the back of his hand since he was hunched over, while he played her.
Thanos drug his teeth over the hill of her breast and landed at her nipple again, rolling it gently between his teeth. She groaned and squirmed, her hands running up and down his thick neck trying to find something to hold. With his teeth still clamped lightly around her nip, he pulled it away from her body, only a few inches then let go and watched it bounce back to place. He grinned and admired the redness of the whole, in comparison to other. He lurched forward and growled, she flinched hard but gasped and half moaned when he started sucking in the skin on her neck. He was getting a little impatient, he had slowed down so much now that the edge he had built up was fading.
The titan stood up tall again, pulling himself free from her embrace, her legs still wrapped around him he pumped a little harder and a little faster. He watched her whole body bounce off of his and picked up his pace with more confidence. He circled, and rubbed, and drew patterns on her clit vigorously now, he knew she was close, her walls had been twitching around his dick more as he played. This was the endgame, he could feel himself losing control too, but it was her that came first. It had started with an uncomfortable facial expression then turned into her body writhing around with his motions, her hot, wet walls spasming around his lengthy cock. He humped her harder through her orgasm and even though his hand was starting to cramp he never stopped rubbing her off.
As she came down from her thirty-five second orgasm, she groaned and panted hard, his fast paced thrusts still causing little squeaks to escape her throat. He was getting dangerously close now, the only problem was just a little bit after the woman came, she must’ve been able to feel how much damage he’d done to her pussy, because she started crying once more. He was blindly humping her body now, he couldn’t have seen the extra tears if he had looked, his vision was growing sparkly and blurry with desperate need.
His beefy hands clawed at her waist pulling her into his hard thrusts for his big finale. His face shot skyward and he groaned so loudly with satisfaction it sounded scarily close to a roar of raw power. Thanos shot ropes of hot, sticky, titan cum inside her, with four or five, extra slow, satisfying pumps to fully drain himself into her.
He nearly collapsed on top of her but caught himself before they bashed heads, he panted heavily and took extra deep breaths to clear his foggy, tired head. She was screaming again, the kind of shrill desperate screaming, that would make a man’s head throb. His groggy head throb. He shook his head and slapped his unarmored hand across her mouth, which ended up covering majority of her face
“We’ve been through this before,” he said calmly. She shook under his hand, her eyes were all puffy again.
She whimpered and cried out again but no sound could escape her hoarse throat. The cold half of Thanos, said softly to him, you know what comes next. His eyebrows furrowed, of course he didn’t want to, but if he let her go, she’d tell everyone how he used her, and he was the universes savior, he couldn’t be known for that. He removed his hand from her mouth and face area. Then wrapped his powerful left hand, encrusted with six stones, around her delicate neck, marked with the big red, turning purple, hickey he gave her. Her hands shot up to his, he had picked her up off the ground effortlessly. She swung her arms and legs violently towards him, even if they could’ve reached him, they wouldn’t have bothered the titan in the slightest. He squeezed. Her mouth opened, she was trying to scream, but no air could escape her windpipe, and she was starting to choke. He squeezed harder. Her eyes bulged out of their sockets, bloody red around the edges.
The empathetic half of Thanos, shed a single tear for her, his stomach hurt. He squeezed even harder. She was turning pale, her lips starting to blue around the edges. He took a deep breath, and squeezed his fist closed. Her neck broke in two places, she died almost instantly. He dropped her limp corpse, she had that same creepy, blank stare, with those faded eyes, it make his stomach churn with nauseousness. The cost for his desire, this part was very real too.
Another casualty at the hands of the all mighty titan Thanos. It is an honor to die for the universe, he’ll save you too,
Rejoice.
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Been lurking for a while but joined to share a piece from HyperDragonHx in the depths of fanfiction.net (unless someone did it). He's an autistic edgelord that hates a fictional character from pokémon since 2012 and a bit recently posted this masterpiece:
Heartless Pain
One month ago, I battled Colress on Mount Lanakila. After defeating him, I swore to kill him for fracturing my emotions years ago. However, I didn't get the chance since Jaller's Fissure attack caused Colress to fall to his death.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry for betraying you! I'm sorry for shattering your emotions! I'm so sorry!" Colress cried as he fell before hitting the ground.
From Tapu Village, Colress's fall could be heard by the three stooges of Team Rocket, Jessie, James, and Meowth.
"Hey! What was that sound?" Meowth asked.
Team Rocket headed over to investigate. At the base of Mount Lanakila, they found Colress, and beside him was his injured Metagross who somehow came out of its Ultra Ball.
"Colress!?" they said in surprise.
Noticing he was barely breathing, they rushed up to him.
"I… I made… a mistake…" Colress somehow managed to speak.
"A mistake?" Jessie asked.
"I… betrayed him and… and fractured his… emotions. Colress continued
"Betrayed who?" James asked.
"I'm sorry…" Colress cried as tears flowed from his eyes. "I'm… I'm…"
Before Colress could finish, he died.
"Colress!" Meowth said frantically. "Colress! Wake up! Who did this to you? Was it who you betrayed?"
"Meowh, Colress is, he's dead." Jessie said with sadness.
Colress's Metagross, though injured, was sad at the loss of its trainer.
"That Metagross looks hurt. We should help it." James said.
Rushing up to the Metagross, Meowth asks "Who did this to your trainer?"
"It was… Was someone who… Hates… Colress…" the Metagross spoke in Pokemon language, still in bad shape.
"Someone who hates Colress?" Meowth asks.
As James returns the Metagross to its Ultra Ball, he says "We should report this to the boss!"
May 19, 2018, present day, at Hau'oli City shopping district, I've earned enough money at the Battle Buffet to purchase the Kommo-o outfit. I happily put it in my bag and walked outside. I headed for Route 2 until the three stooges of Team Skull, Tupp, Rapp, and Zipp, rode around on their bikes and stopped in front of me.
"Hold it right there! Tupp said as he, Rapp, and Zipp got off their bikes.
"What do you punk idiots want?" I asked as I crossed my arms.
"We want your Pokémon!" Rapp demanded.
"Do you want to die?" I asked, glaring at them.
"Is that a threat?" Zipp asked, looking mad.
"I'll ask again, do you three idiots want to die a horrible death?" I replied.
"Hey! Threatening us is a serious offense!" Tupp yelled.
"So is stealing other people's Pokémon." I corrected. "Back off and I'll let you live."
"Enough with your threats yo!" Rapp complained.
"So you all wish to die, eh Rappedumb?" I taunted.
"Hey! That's Rapp, numskull!" Rapp yelled back.
"Challenge accepted. Perish." I said before throwing a Poké Ball in the air.
It opened up and out came Jaller, my Charizard. As always, he was wearing his yellow Great Kanohi Hau mask.
"A masked Charizard?" Tupp said in delight.
"That mask looks so gorgeous!" Rapp says.
"I bet it's worth a lot of money!" Zipp added.
"Fissure." I commanded Jaller.
Jaller punches the ground, causing a white shockwave that splits the ground in two. Since Team Skull was on the left, they were on the piece of pavement that was split apart by the attack. Feeling the ground beneath them about to slide into the ocean, they jumped off and grabbed onto the railing.
Unable to pull themselves up, Team Skull frantically calls for help with Tupp yelling "Please give us a hand! You wouldn't let us fall, would you?"
"I would and I will." I replied, returning Jaller to his Poké Ball, and beginning to walking away.
"You can't just do that!" Rapp complained.
"I told you all you would die if you didn't back off." I warned.
And then Team Rocket rushed in, looking at me.
"Aren't you going to help them?" James asked.
"I warned them what would happen if they wouldn't get out of my way." I said. "Besides, they'll be dead already."
"They don't sound dead!" Jessie yelled.
"I'm giving them the same mercy I gave Colress." I said before walking away.
"Did he say Colress?" Meowth asked.
"Forget that! They need our help!" Jessies said as she and James rushed up to the railing and tried pulling up Tupp, Rapp, and Zipp. Ash Ketchum, who happened to be walking by, noticed that Team Rocket was having some difficulty helping Team Skull. Rushing up to them, Ash helped Team Rocket rescue Team Skull.
After helping them out, Ash asked "Who would do such a horrible thing to you?"
"It was that heartless trainer who killed Colress!" Meowth replied.
"We found Colress dead a Mount Lanakila." James added.
"But why?" Ash asked.
"I think for revenge after being betrayed by him." Jessie guesses. "We found one of Colress's Pokémon who knows everything."
Team Rocket shows Ash the Ultra Ball that Metagross was inside. Determined to stop me, Ash and Team Rocket decide to follow me to Route 2.
Upon catching up with me, Ash yells "Stop!"
Turning around, I warn "Beat it kid!"
"How could you kill Colress?" Ash asked.
"How could Colress betray me!?" I asked back. "For pitiful research!? So he could use others for his experiments!? That heartless soulless emotionless shell of a man deserved to die for what he did to me!"
"But he said he's sorry in his final moments!" Meowth explained. "Have you no heart?"
"I buried my heart with my fractured emotions, and Colress isn't forgiven!" I justified. "And you Ash Ketchum are pathetic, teaming up with your enemies! You should've let them suffer and die when you had the chance!"
"I'm not heartless like you!" Ash claimed.
"You lack a backbone!" I claimed. "I never help my enemies! I let them suffer and die!"
"That's complete cruelty!" Jessie complained.
"I call it survival of the strongest!" I justified. "The strong live while the weak die!"
Having heard enough, Ash sends his Pikachu to fight me.
"How cute, sending your weak pathetic excuse for a starter to battle me!" I laughed as I pulled a Poké Ball from my belt. "Sonic, let's go!" I said, throwing it in the air.
The Poké Ball opened up and out came Sonic, my Typhlosion, wearing the white-striped red sneakers of his namesake.
"I'll make you pay for being so heartless!" Ash claimed as he starts doing the Electric type Z-Move.
"I doubt it!" I replied as I do the Fighting type Z-Move as well.
As both Pikachu and Sonic were full of energy from the Z-Crystals, they activate their Z-Moves, Gigavolt Havoc and All-Out Pummeling. However, Sonic's Z-Move overpowers Pikachu's and sends it flying, right into Team Rocket, pushing them over the edge of the cliff. However, they manage to grab on the ledges.
"Help! Help us!" James yelled as he, Jessie, and Meowth were hangin on for their lives.
"What'll it be, Ash? Go after me, or save your enemies?" I said before returning Sonic to his Poké Ball and walking away. Out of time and options, Ash goes to help Team Rocket up. First Jessie, then James, and finally, Meowth.
"You guys ok?" Ash asked.
"Barely." Jessie replied.
Meanwhile, at a safe distance away from Ash and Team Rocket, I let Jaller out of his Poké Ball and have him fly me over to the Battle Tree on Poni Island. I purchase one of the Mega Stones with my hard earned BP and give it to a Pokémon in the Battle Box of my PC. Time for training.
One month ago, I battled Colress on Mount Lanakila. After defeating him, I swore to kill him for fracturing my emotions years ago. However, I didn't get the chance since Jaller's Fissure attack caused Colress to fall to his death.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry for betraying you! I'm sorry for shattering your emotions! I'm so sorry!" Colress cried as he fell before hitting the ground.
From Tapu Village, Colress's fall could be heard by the three stooges of Team Rocket, Jessie, James, and Meowth.
"Hey! What was that sound?" Meowth asked.
Team Rocket headed over to investigate. At the base of Mount Lanakila, they found Colress, and beside him was his injured Metagross who somehow came out of its Ultra Ball.
"Colress!?" they said in surprise.
Noticing he was barely breathing, they rushed up to him.
"I… I made… a mistake…" Colress somehow managed to speak.
"A mistake?" Jessie asked.
"I… betrayed him and… and fractured his… emotions. Colress continued
"Betrayed who?" James asked.
"I'm sorry…" Colress cried as tears flowed from his eyes. "I'm… I'm…"
Before Colress could finish, he died.
"Colress!" Meowth said frantically. "Colress! Wake up! Who did this to you? Was it who you betrayed?"
"Meowh, Colress is, he's dead." Jessie said with sadness.
Colress's Metagross, though injured, was sad at the loss of its trainer.
"That Metagross looks hurt. We should help it." James said.
Rushing up to the Metagross, Meowth asks "Who did this to your trainer?"
"It was… Was someone who… Hates… Colress…" the Metagross spoke in Pokemon language, still in bad shape.
"Someone who hates Colress?" Meowth asks.
As James returns the Metagross to its Ultra Ball, he says "We should report this to the boss!"
May 19, 2018, present day, at Hau'oli City shopping district, I've earned enough money at the Battle Buffet to purchase the Kommo-o outfit. I happily put it in my bag and walked outside. I headed for Route 2 until the three stooges of Team Skull, Tupp, Rapp, and Zipp, rode around on their bikes and stopped in front of me.
"Hold it right there! Tupp said as he, Rapp, and Zipp got off their bikes.
"What do you punk idiots want?" I asked as I crossed my arms.
"We want your Pokémon!" Rapp demanded.
"Do you want to die?" I asked, glaring at them.
"Is that a threat?" Zipp asked, looking mad.
"I'll ask again, do you three idiots want to die a horrible death?" I replied.
"Hey! Threatening us is a serious offense!" Tupp yelled.
"So is stealing other people's Pokémon." I corrected. "Back off and I'll let you live."
"Enough with your threats yo!" Rapp complained.
"So you all wish to die, eh Rappedumb?" I taunted.
"Hey! That's Rapp, numskull!" Rapp yelled back.
"Challenge accepted. Perish." I said before throwing a Poké Ball in the air.
It opened up and out came Jaller, my Charizard. As always, he was wearing his yellow Great Kanohi Hau mask.
"A masked Charizard?" Tupp said in delight.
"That mask looks so gorgeous!" Rapp says.
"I bet it's worth a lot of money!" Zipp added.
"Fissure." I commanded Jaller.
Jaller punches the ground, causing a white shockwave that splits the ground in two. Since Team Skull was on the left, they were on the piece of pavement that was split apart by the attack. Feeling the ground beneath them about to slide into the ocean, they jumped off and grabbed onto the railing.
Unable to pull themselves up, Team Skull frantically calls for help with Tupp yelling "Please give us a hand! You wouldn't let us fall, would you?"
"I would and I will." I replied, returning Jaller to his Poké Ball, and beginning to walking away.
"You can't just do that!" Rapp complained.
"I told you all you would die if you didn't back off." I warned.
And then Team Rocket rushed in, looking at me.
"Aren't you going to help them?" James asked.
"I warned them what would happen if they wouldn't get out of my way." I said. "Besides, they'll be dead already."
"They don't sound dead!" Jessie yelled.
"I'm giving them the same mercy I gave Colress." I said before walking away.
"Did he say Colress?" Meowth asked.
"Forget that! They need our help!" Jessies said as she and James rushed up to the railing and tried pulling up Tupp, Rapp, and Zipp. Ash Ketchum, who happened to be walking by, noticed that Team Rocket was having some difficulty helping Team Skull. Rushing up to them, Ash helped Team Rocket rescue Team Skull.
After helping them out, Ash asked "Who would do such a horrible thing to you?"
"It was that heartless trainer who killed Colress!" Meowth replied.
"We found Colress dead a Mount Lanakila." James added.
"But why?" Ash asked.
"I think for revenge after being betrayed by him." Jessie guesses. "We found one of Colress's Pokémon who knows everything."
Team Rocket shows Ash the Ultra Ball that Metagross was inside. Determined to stop me, Ash and Team Rocket decide to follow me to Route 2.
Upon catching up with me, Ash yells "Stop!"
Turning around, I warn "Beat it kid!"
"How could you kill Colress?" Ash asked.
"How could Colress betray me!?" I asked back. "For pitiful research!? So he could use others for his experiments!? That heartless soulless emotionless shell of a man deserved to die for what he did to me!"
"But he said he's sorry in his final moments!" Meowth explained. "Have you no heart?"
"I buried my heart with my fractured emotions, and Colress isn't forgiven!" I justified. "And you Ash Ketchum are pathetic, teaming up with your enemies! You should've let them suffer and die when you had the chance!"
"I'm not heartless like you!" Ash claimed.
"You lack a backbone!" I claimed. "I never help my enemies! I let them suffer and die!"
"That's complete cruelty!" Jessie complained.
"I call it survival of the strongest!" I justified. "The strong live while the weak die!"
Having heard enough, Ash sends his Pikachu to fight me.
"How cute, sending your weak pathetic excuse for a starter to battle me!" I laughed as I pulled a Poké Ball from my belt. "Sonic, let's go!" I said, throwing it in the air.
The Poké Ball opened up and out came Sonic, my Typhlosion, wearing the white-striped red sneakers of his namesake.
"I'll make you pay for being so heartless!" Ash claimed as he starts doing the Electric type Z-Move.
"I doubt it!" I replied as I do the Fighting type Z-Move as well.
As both Pikachu and Sonic were full of energy from the Z-Crystals, they activate their Z-Moves, Gigavolt Havoc and All-Out Pummeling. However, Sonic's Z-Move overpowers Pikachu's and sends it flying, right into Team Rocket, pushing them over the edge of the cliff. However, they manage to grab on the ledges.
"Help! Help us!" James yelled as he, Jessie, and Meowth were hangin on for their lives.
"What'll it be, Ash? Go after me, or save your enemies?" I said before returning Sonic to his Poké Ball and walking away. Out of time and options, Ash goes to help Team Rocket up. First Jessie, then James, and finally, Meowth.
"You guys ok?" Ash asked.
"Barely." Jessie replied.
Meanwhile, at a safe distance away from Ash and Team Rocket, I let Jaller out of his Poké Ball and have him fly me over to the Battle Tree on Poni Island. I purchase one of the Mega Stones with my hard earned BP and give it to a Pokémon in the Battle Box of my PC. Time for training.
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Ahh deathfics.
They never get old.That piece is apparently the sequel to this:
Meanwhile this:
--makes me think this entire account is nothing more than some weird kind of self-insert fantasy or role-playing this guy's been doing since 2014. Thing is, there doesn't seem to be any signs of self-awareness.