Hi wait no I’m going to throw up actually. This made my tummy HURt.

Oh my GOD. I die I die I die. Post tuna melt rut hits Ilya like a fucking bus, he’s miserable and angry and watching his omega be shown off by another alpha, a gorgeous pretty perfect alpha but Ilya knows- with certainty that shane Hollander who fits so perfect on his knot- he can’t be satisfied with her, can’t be. He hates it and he doesn’t let himself be sad not really so he’s usually just grouchy and bitchy and exhausted. The hurt all pushed down down down.

He feels his rut coming on and he’s so desperately angry, the hormones make it worse. He’s going on long runs, spending hours in the gym being semi deranged on the ice. He wants to fight and he gets them, knows how to provoke them out of other players, gets a split lip and black eye and busted knuckles from the punches he threw but it doesn’t settle it down, the rage.

He goes into rut and the rage melts away, as he goes into the second day of it. He just feels desperately cold and sad, alone. He refuses to be in the bed he was last in with Shane, and locks himself away in a guest room, survives on a couple bottles of water and protein drinks he’d had the thought to toss on the nightstand before the worst of it hit. He gets lost in the waves of desperation, despite the cold stone his heart is and he’s completely out of his mind- peak of his rut when his hand finds his phone and he calls Shane. He’s pushing his knot into the stupid handheld toy made of silicone, that smells nothing like Shane, his ocean salt sweet smell.

It aches and it isn’t warm, it isn’t the heat of Shane, the snark of Shane. It isn’t his omega. And his chest aches, hazy mind yearns, his omega, his omega could fix this, his omega could make it feel better, his omega always took his knot so nice, it would every better when Ilya was in rut, they’d stay stuck together longer that way, Ilya could breed him that way. Ilya growls and he’s not even cognisant of his phone shoved by his face on the pillow, the way his phone rings out to Jane, clicks through to voicemail. All the alpha registers is the sound of Shane’s voice (his voicemail box message) and his chest fucking caves in.

He whines, whines, whines, desperate needy sounds, and his breath catches and hitches as he’s begging, words a mix of Russian and English.

The fucks of his hips are short, angry, frustrated into the toy, his fist around it tight, tight. It’s not enough.

“Why, why omega. Please” he pants.

“Whatever I did, I’m sorry- I’ll be better”

“Please. I’ll be- I’ll be good I’ll be a good alpha. Please puppy” he’s still whining, it’s rattling in his chest and lets out another desperate noise, body trembling. If he’s good if he’s good his omega will come back his omega will need his knot, he’ll knot him so well.

“I. I need, need to be inside you. Knot you. My puppy please please come back and I’ll give you it I’ll give you my knot just stay. Stay this time and alpha will look after you” he sounds possessed, voice shaky and horrible, half sobbing and he’s still just whining as he cums, purely from biological need. It doesn’t feel like release. He’s mumbling sorry into the pillow as he comes down, head pounding and he drags a pillow to his chest, shoves his face into it and lets out a small sob as he spins down, pumping cum into stupid plastic as he aches for his omega.

Then get an entire new group of people to film it so there’s no cross over and no changes made (which yeah I know films have last minute changes but like not here in my head okay)

and then very quickly find out which people are actually on the “all female main characters such and I hate women train” and who’s on the “they can’t fucking write women, we love female characters and we love women, we just don’t like how they’re typically written but this works” Train.

Because istfg, male characters do not fucking mention that they’re male every three seconds (like sure there’s iron man and bat man, but like the hulk, captain America, night wing, the flash etc are all gender neutral names) . Stop making female characters mention it.

I know it gets a lot of shit, writing women “like men” but seriously, wtf is “writing a woman” any way??? Like name me ANY film and I will tell you exactly how you can gender bend the main character, keep the plot, and still not have to change any key moments. Fucking try me. (Seriously, just grab like (searches, finds film in brain) spider man which ever one’s got Tom holland in first and just change his name to penny some pronouns, fix the suit a little and call them Spidy or something.)

I have an idea but I need to know if you’re interested. 

An Yoonmin(or it is yoomin?) or Jikook story. College AU.

Jimin goes to a college but he can’t make friends (part of backstory) because he is kind of a fuckboy, but not exactly. His only rule is “not kiss allowed” because of the backstory. I don’t know how to describe it without showng too much plot.

Something like:

Whenever he go, Jimin was always the new kid. He never finished a year in the same school and he ever managed to make friends. That’s why he stoped looking for them and got something better - one night partners. But everything changed when he met that boy at the stone fence and his roommate who loved to break the rules.

Or:

He had only one rule. No kiss allowed.

But when his friend broke that rule Jimin got insane. God, he wanted to kiss those lips so hard, but all he could do was sitting in the distance.  ‘He’ll never love me because that’s what I am - just a fuck toy’ or that’s what he thought.

But he was wrong.

…………..