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dyslexic-mess · 1 year

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So Tim comes home with a baby one day.

Obviously everyone's like o.o!!!!! O^o!!!! Baby!?!??!

Tim explains that he got cloned (happens to the best of us) and he couldn't just leave it and its a baby so he couldn't bring himself toooo...despose of it so he bought it home.

After his usual paranoid 'what if this is a ploy to destroy me' tirade and Tim's 'kons a clone and he's good', Bruce is actually pretty exited to have his first grandchild and everyone else dotes on there new nephew. New borns are difficult but Alfred is the biggest support and the kids host of aunty's and uncles are more than happy to baby sit when Tim needs a brake.

Plot twist.

As the kid grows he starts acting...weird. and not kid weird, just weird. His kainines are a little to sharp, his ears noticeably grow points, his eyes start glowing in the dark. Some of his nonsensical babbling starts to sound like a language, nothing anyone knows though, and Tims pretty sure he saw him float once. Obviously everyone's grown attached to the child and Tim's beside himself because what's going on with his son???

Then, one day, Tim runs into a man. He's got noticeably pointed ears and to sharp kainines and, from his place just behind the streetlights, his eyes seems to glow.

"Look...this is um. This is gonna be a little difficult."

He starts with and Tim blanches, hesitating but not moving. The man holds the back of his neck in an effort to self-sooth, braking eye contact for a moment. He trys again.

"A while ago someone tryed to clone me" a loud pause as a car thunders past. "I went to go and find them but when I got there, they where gone." his hand comes down from his neck to fiddle with his hoodie strings, deep blue eyes looking back at Tim. "I think" another pause, this one silent. "I think you have them, don't you?"

And Tim has his very worried suspicions confirmed. They had tested the baby to see if his DNA had been mixed with someone else's. There had been an indication it was but nothing solid and until the kid had started manifesting all there strange characteristics, Tim hadn't worried about it outside of the usual 3AM panicking.

The man explains that his name is Danny and he has a very...unique condition that certen people have been trying to replicate over the years. That they probably mixed his genes with a normal person's (Tim might have sniggered at that if he wasn't so scared shitless) in an attempt to make the clone more stable.

He apologises for getting him tangled up in this and says if Tim will just show him where the clone is, he'll get it out of his hair and take care of it. This is the point at which Tim puts his foot down. No one is getting his son 'out of his hair' and certnely not 'takeing care' of him.

Strangely enough, Danny seems relieved that Tim is so resolute about it, saying he's glad his son has been so well taken care of and assuring him that he has another clone who he loves alot.

They eventually figure the situation out with Danny explaining more about his 'condition' and even looking sad when Tim describes the boy and how grown he already is.

It turns into a really weird co parenting dynamic that gose through alot of growing pains.

#bek rambles about crap #danny phantom #danny fenton #dp #tim drake #dp x dc #shit my brain spouts at 3am #this could be a dic but honestly Im tierd and only really have the vaugh outline #alot of potentiol for angst and intresting dynamics though #I think it could be a really rich story given the breathing space #Im seeing like #teen parents struggling to coperant #maybe Tims a little bitter Danny missed the newborn stage #maybe dannys a little bitter he did to #also romance potential #maybe #I cant decide if that would be one to many tiings #or perhaps just the perfect amount #lemme mull it over

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ssparksflyy · 8 days

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hello! can i request jason grace or leo valdez x child of hypnos reader ? (gn) 🫶🏻🫶🏻

ask and thou shall receive ༉‧₊˚.

jason grace dating hcs! ٩(ˊ〇ˋ*) ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

pairing: jason grace x child of hypnos!reader warning(s): none!! js fluff :) a/n: i love children of hypnos, u stay sleepy ! also me writing this running off five hours of sleep ( the most ive gotten this week ) yikes..

mr gets up willingly at six am nd his sleepy lover ♡

there are times where u literally have to beg jason to go back to bed cause omfg what r u doing. its six am. no u r not going to go run. no the early bird doesnt get the worm. go. back. to. sleep.

hey nd most times it works cause the thought of holding u close and a sweet sweet dream is enough to get him back in bed

but other times noooo he goes running 🙄

what is bro running from? sleep???

omg but then literally knocks tf out by like nine

one of the times when you had a sleepover planned together

you were running a little late cause ur cabin's ac wasnt working nd everybody was tweaking out

so you had to stay behind and help fix it

by the time you finished and ran over to cabin one , jason was already passed out nd lightly snoring 😭

mind you it was like 9:15 pm

its ok tho u were tired asf too , who knew fixing the ac could be so hard ??

he apologized sm in the morning tho

but u were like its okay el oh el

he cant help it bro he needs his sleep almost as much as he needs you

its better that he falls asleep early than stay up super late tho

cause like when he was helping plan out the new cabins, it was impossible to convince him to go to sleep

he wouldnt stop working nd u were like 😠 fool 😠 go to sleep 😠

nd he was like no thank youuuuu ♡

so you used your powers on him cause he hadNT SLEPT IN DAYS

u were both mad at each other in the morning and things were painfully tense

but you sat down nd talked it out like mature ppl ♡

he srsly hates fighting, he already does it with monsters nd shit so much, he doesnt want to do it w you :(

he apologized for being ignorant and promised he would be better about taking care of himself instead of burying himself in work

you apologized for using your powers on him without saying anything first, and promised you wouldn't do it again ( unless its necessary ) :))

to this day, youve still kept your promises ♡

jason is SUCH a sucker for when you touch his hair

the most relaxing thing everrrrr

i will die on this hill ppl dont play w me

his hair would be soft asf bro

best believe he uses a good conditioner !!

he lets u play w his hair nd do wtv u want with it cause like ~relaxing~

so best believe you have a 0.5 of him with all his hair tied up and looking like a palm tree

0.5s of jason would literally be flawless asf but scary

cause ur like omg by bf is so cute- god DAMN somebody get this man contacts

he looks amazing but THEM EYES

terrifying. staring into ur soul.

theyre cute tho ♡♡

you OBVI have matching pjs

i cannot decide if jason would go to sleep w just pj pants nd no shirt or if would have light blue and white striped pants, a button up shirt, slippers, a cap with a little fuzzy ball at the end, nd a candlestick

jason grace is a SPECTRUM OKAY

but he buys u so many plushies ugh

you own so many jellycats im so jealous

he helps u name them nd their literally ur children like

u have matching build-a-bears !!!

the voice memos are messages u made for each other :(

his to u is a quick ramble about how much he loves u but gets cut off cause he only had 20 seconds ♡♡

nd u get matching outfits for them!!

urs is named 'sleepy' and his is named 'sparky' ♡

i feel like jason gets some real bad nightmares

like yea every demigod does but he gets his more frequently nd their more graphic bcs of what he's seen and gone through :(

most of the time they arent even messages from his dad, theyre just really bad flashbacks of horrible times in his life

but ever since you started spending ur nights together, theyve toned down so much

now he even gets dreams abt your future together sometimes :((

he really wants to tell you about those dreams cause they feel so real but hes scared that youll think its weird or get uncomfortable

little does he know you get those exact same dreams ♡

and on the same nights as he does...

CAUSE UR MEETING IN UR DREAMSSSSSSS

nd thats how ur dad shows his love to you !

zeus doesnt gaf. wtv we dont like him anyway

i mean sometimes hes like erm gtfo my cabin 🤨

but doesn't actually do anything

u literally dont care for anybody's thoughts tho cause you bagged a baddie as sleepy as you ♡

an two: ik i didnt talk abt sleepovers together but like ive got a jason fic called sleepover (thats also gn!) if u wanted to read that :DD but i hoped u enjoyed and have a good day/night!! GO STREAM THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT.

peace from manhattan,

percy jackson ♡

#percy jackson #pjo #heroes of olympus #pjo x reader #heroes of olympus x reader #hoo x reader #jason grace #jason grace x reader #percy jackson x reader #by bells ♡⋆ ࣪.

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dilfl0v3rss · 9 months

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this was the eren and reiner fic with a the different ending. i felt like it wasn’t what y’all wanted so i changed it, but if you’re interested in reading it here it is🤷🏽‍♀️

caller blocked

“ian ready for no relationship.” the excuse of excuses. the words that were always thrown your way after you’d try to convince your little “fling” that you wanted to be more. eren stood up, zipping his pants before grabbing his hoodie and heading out your dorm room. your situation was…complicated. well not really. you grew very attached to this man, looking for him at parties, going to every single one of his games, giving him your notes so he wouldn’t fail and get kicked off the team, and letting him fuck you whenever he wanted.

you were practically dating. or that’s what you thought. eren seen you as just another pretty little thing to keep his grades up and his dick wet. using you constantly while labeling it at love to keep you coming back for more. “b-but why ren?” eren dropped his shoulders, sighing before he walked back to you and raised your chin with his fingers. “you know the rules pretty. cant be tied down worrying about a girl during the season. when all of this craziness is over then we can work sum out.”

a smile bloomed on your face as you looked at eren in complete adoration. you couldn’t wait for the season to end so you could finally be with the man you love. your friends seen you as a complete idiot, and they had no problem trying to shut down your delusions. “girl what don’t you get? as soon as the season ends he gon drop you like a bad habit.” “yea he’s lying to you baby.”

you shook your friend as your friends annie and sasha tried to speak some sense into you. “he wouldn’t do that to me. h-he lo-” “he doesn’t love you and m’gonna prove it.” before you could reply annie pulls out her phone, clicking historias instagram story to show you what she posted in her close friends. there eren was, laying his head on her stomach with his arms wrapped around her as the rest of his body laid snug between her legs. the caption reading ‘pussy put his ass to sleep🤣’.

your eyes instantly welled with tears as you watched eren, your eren be with someone else the same way he’d be with you. annie was contemplating telling you for awhile. hoping that you’d come to your senses on your own without having to get hurt, but she just couldn’t hold it in anymore. “why would he-” “because historias dumber than a bag of rocks and she doesn’t mind sucking and fucking a dick that’s been in half the campus.” sasha spit.

annie wiped your tears with a napkin from her purse before standing up with you on the quad bench. “fuck him furreal. there’s so many guys that have been tryna get at you, but you’ve been oblivious to them because of eren.” you nodded your head, acting as if you were agreeing but you were really heartbroken. the three of you said your goodbyes and you went back to your room. tears flooded your pillowcase as you thought about what you had just witnessed.

you were being played, but you weren’t about to just let it go. deciding that one day you’ll get your revenge, but right now you wanted nothing to do with him. weeks went by since you’ve last talked to eren. he wasn’t suspicious of it since he’d usually only talk to you when he needed something anyways. covering up his actions with “practice” to keep you from pestering him.

as annie said, a lot of guys have tried to get at you and instead of shooting them down like you usually did, you gave one a chance. you and reiner have gotten pretty close over the last few weeks. texting almost everyday, eating lunch together, and sharing your favorite books with each other in the library as you studied. he was sweet and charming.

always paying for your lunch no matter how many times you’ve tried to return the favor, walking you all the way to your dorm after a particularly late study sesh, and holding your hand when the two of you would cross the street. he mostly did that for his enjoyment, but you didn’t mind.

the two of you weren’t dating, but many people thought you were, given that one was barely seen without the other. “where’s your boo suge.” sasha would say when you finally hung out with your girls after three long weeks. “hush uppp. we just talking.” annie, sasha, and pieck busted out laughing before pieck leaked some information to you.

“girl you know we seen you getting your back blown out in the back of his jeep right?” your hands flew to your mouth as you gasped in shock. “yupp. saw him pulling your hair and allat right in our dorm parking lot.” sasha said as you covered your face in embarrassment before mumbling into your hands. “ooouuu yall so nosey i could strangle all three of you right now.” annie scoffed as she pulled your arms from your face.

“you think we’re dumb? you’ve been ditching us every chance you got. and when you do decide to finally hang out with us for a little, you come with a bunch hickies and a pimp walk.” all of you laughed at her last comment. rolling your eyes before checking your phone. speak of the devil.

rei🌻

‘got everything ready for movie night!’

‘waiting on you now mama💛’

you looked up from your phone, instantly getting pissed looks from your friends. “don’t even say nun. go be wit your man. enjoy it too because this weekend you all OURS. you hear me?” you giggled as you stood from your spot on sasha’s beanbag chair. “i hear youuu. love yallll!!” each of your friends replied with “love you toos” before you left to go spend time with reiner.

“aight i got nightmare on elm street and i got fri-” “princess and the frog” reiner chuckled as you looked up at him. sitting on his bed in nothing but his t shirt that you changed into as soon as you got there. “we watched that last time princess. you said you’d let me switch it up.” pink lip jutting out in a pout at he looked at you with sad eyes.

you laughed, watching this huge man with black ink dancing around his arms and chest being such a softy for you. his sweatpants hanging low on his hips as he situated himself under you on the bed. “okay then coco. i love un poco locoooo” a groan flew from his lips as he rolled his eyes at your choices. “no more disney. if i hear another song ima rip my ears off.”

the two of you ended up settling on john wick, but that didn’t really matter since it was thirty minutes into the movie where you found yourself plopping up and down on his thick dick. big veiny hand holding the back of your neck while his other arm was squeezing your ass. “how ya feeling princess.”

your moans flew directly into reiners ear as your hands gripped the pillow next to his head. “s-so good papa. real good.” his pace slowed as he started putting more of his inches into you. your hands flew to his hair, stroking and pulling his blonde crown with your eyes closed tightly. “that’s what i like to hear. love making my pretty girl feel good.” you were so out of it you didn’t even notice that reiners hand was no longer on your ass. instead he was texting your ex fling on your phone.

ren ren💚

‘yo. you up?’

he seen the name pop up and instantly got heated, knowing what he’s done to you. he grabbed the device without thinking as he made quick work to delete his number before replying.

you

‘yea what’s up?’

347-***-****

‘miss you mama🤧’

‘let me pull up on you’

‘the nerve of this guy’ reiner thought as a quick idea came up into his head. he quickened his strokes, laying the phone on the bed as the phone dialed erens number. “o-o-ooouuu rei you feel so good.” a smirk crept onto his face. “i feel good pretty girl?” you nodded your head, whining after you felt a hard slap to your ass. the sound bouncing off the walls as his one hand took up lots of space on your asscheek.

“use those words mama. like when you talk t’me.”

“y-you feel so g-good daddyyyy” reiner looked up at you in adoration before connecting his lips with yours in a sloppy kiss. smacking sounds ringing loud in the air as he practically devoured you. reiner glanced back at the phone to see that eren had hung up, a bunch of texts popping up as he scrolled through each of them.

347-***-****

‘wyd y/n?’

‘man you so lame for that fr’

‘how you just gon give my pussy away like that?’

‘he never gon be able to fuck you like i do’

‘cmon baby don’t pass up a relationship with me for braun…’

‘i swear i’ll never text historia again’

‘she could never amount to you ong baby’

‘baby?’

‘text me back y/n :(‘

‘at least still study with me…historia’s so dumb i’ll get kicked off the team fasho’

*caller blocked*

reiner threw your phone to the side before laying you on you your back. pulling out of you before moving his head towards your pussy. his pink lips wrapped around your clit before licking up and down your middle. “all mine right baby?” his green eyes met your brown ones. the two of you staring deeply into each other before you nodded you head slowly.

“all yours”

#aot x black reader #reiner x black!reader #reiner x black reader #reiner x black y/n #reiner smut #reiner braun x black!reader #reiner braun x black reader #reiner braun x black y/n #reiner braun smut #aot reiner x black reader #aot reiner x black!readee #aot reiner x black y/n #aot reiner braun x black reader #aot reiner braun x black!reader #aot reiner braun x black y/n #aot reiner smut #aot reiner braun smut

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sh1-n0bu · 1 year

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punishing rubedo for being a little bitch🤭

sub!albedo × dom!reader × sub!rubedo

c.w // slightly implied kidnapping(?), dick/strap, albedo is a crier,,, fight me😋,

As you walked back inside of your room, you saw Albedo standing infront of a tied up Rubedo, who was glaring at him harshly.

"Why am I here, you couldnt just finish fighting me off? Are you that weak?" Rubedo spat at him. Albedo didnt say anything, only staring at him. Neither of them noticed that you were inside. You decided to watch them quietly, seeing what would happen next.

"Are you going to say something? What are you, scared of me?"

"...no. I'm just not going to spout useless insults at you." Albedo replied, fiddling around with the brim of his gloves.

This went on for a bit, Rubedo being a bitch and Albedo just silently taking it. You had gotten bored, so you let out an audible sigh, making both if them jump and look at you. You walked towards them, pulling Albedo's waist close to you.

"Now now Rubedo, I see that you're not being very.. kind." You said in a teasing voice, staring down at him from over Albedo's head, which was already turning red. Rubedo glared at him one more time before looking up at you with a suspicious look.

"What do you have to do with this?" He asked, but not in the way he spoke with Albedo. He couldnt bring himself to speak with such venom, not even glare at you.

"Don't worry about it. Why are you being so vile to 'Bedo?" You inquired, using Albedo's nickname to get a reaction out of him, and you did. His hands clenched against the ropes restraining him from just attacking Albedo, and his grit his teeth.

"I think you need to be punished." You were going to have with this.

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"MNNGH! Traveler, plHEASE!" Too much, it's too much, too mUCH!" Albedo moaned out, tears dripping down from his face to the sheets. He'd been riding you for a while and when he couldn't continue, you started to manhandle him a bit.

How many times had he came? How long had you been inside him? He couldnt think straight at all, only about how you felt inside him, and how mad Rubedo was, muzzled and watching you two's performance for him.

You ran you fingers through his hair, kissing his tears away, "Shhh, it's okay love, you can take one more round, cant you?" You whispered in his ear. He nodded and whimpered, he wanted this to last as long as possible. He wanted to please you in anyway he could, and he loved how much Rubedo was seething, wishing he was in Albedo's place instead.

You carefully moved Albedo into doggy position [i like calling it that🤝] and carefully shoved his into the pillows as you adjusted yourself to be deeper inside him. He moaned, his eyes rolling up with little heart pupils, and you had positioned you two to be looking straight at Rubedo.

"You want this dont you? Maybe if you behave, this could be you." You taunted, fucking Albedo harder, his moans growing louder. Rubedo looked down at his own hard member. You pitied him, you truly did, maybe that's why, after you finished with Albedo, you decided to help him.

"I pity you, I really do." You whispered his ear as you rubbed his dick up and down, causing muffled moans to spill from his mouth. You sped up, pulling his hair a bit, and that was the last thread, and he came all over himself and you.

"Good boy."

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we are so horny, but we can be horny together🤝

also sorry this took so long, i had to take care of myself😔

—🕴anon

[psss... heres your food, 🦝!]

JXSJFJSJJDJDJDJSHDHSJFJJSJDJDJ IM FROTHING AT THE MOUTH PLSSSSS

#nobu.nobu.chat #🕴anon #🦝 anon #sub!genshin impact #sub!genshin #sub genshin impact #sub genshin #sub!character #sub!albedo #sub albedo #x dom reader #dom!reader #dom reader #rubedo x reader #fake albedo x reader #albedo smut #genshin smut

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ofbreathandflame · 5 months

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ive realized that nesta antis seem to fundamentally misunderstand how and why the intervention is abusive. no one is arguing that the ic is initially obligated to help - or at least, thats not what the argument is.

the ic is not responsible for nesta - feyre is not obligated to help nesta; that portion i absolutely agree with. the problem was - and always has been - that the ic personally put themselves in charge of nesta. they don't suggest - they demand. they couldve have literally just cut nesta off - and that would have been their right.

nesta is forced to go to the house of wind. she cannot leave by herself unless she has a chaperone. she cannot decide what she eats, what she wears, and who can visit her. she is forced to work in the library, she is forced to train in a foreign land. her clothes were already packed delivered to the house of wind before she attended the meeting -- before she even formally gave a response. her house WAS TORN DOWN BY THE TIME THE MEETING HAD EVEN STARTED. they had already made the decision before she could make it for herself. they personally put themselves in charge of her well being. feyre told nesta that if she had to be TIED UP AND FORCIBLY TAKEN to the house of wind - she would. that is not a choice. they then repeadedly ask HER TO DO COURT DUTIES AND INTENTIONALLY USE elain to force nesta into action. AND THEY DONT PAY HER FOR THIS. SHE STILL HAS TO GO RIGHT BACK TO THE HOW.

they literally deemed her too mentally ill function in society, to live by herself -- but sure lets send on her these missions (and she is then sexually assaulted TWICEEE).

yall - thats not legal by even our standards. in many ways its written much worse than tamlin's scene in maf bc the story justifies itself.

you cant argue that the ic is not responsible for nesta when THEY DECIDED to intervene. at that point, nesta IS their responsibility. she literally has to depend on them to eat, sleep, live, and work. they take measures to make her completely dependent on them. she has to sleep in the house of wind with cassian, even though she explained that she wanted nothing to do with him.

like if you dont like nesta - good on you. but this idea that we should always rely on this "we know what they meant" is so annoying bc nesta literally almost DIES bc cassian literally ignored and watched nesta waste away JUST LIKE TAMLIN DID. no one noticed that she was terrified of the sound of wood crackling - she just sat there and endured it. and everyone called her a bitch about it. and the fact that maf uses these same scenario to call out tamlin but not cassian reiterates the problem with this series. these topic are nothing outside of how you can continually justify your favs. it doesnt take much to see how cassian and tamlin literally do the same things , yet ive not seen one meta from that side earnestly discussing it bc "nesta is difficult" very nasty behavior is you ask me.

#anti sjm #anti feyre #anti rhysand #anti cassian #anti inner circle #anti feysand #anti acosf #anti sjm: pro nesta #anti sjm: pro nesta archeron

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handweavers · 1 year

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of all the questions in the world "why are you trans" or "why are you gay" has to be one of the least interesting ones that exist but it's often the go-to question for conservatives when faced with the existence of lgbt people esp in conservative countries in my personal experience. and i've been trying to figure out why they ask that because it feels like such a stupid question on the surface like what do you mean 'why'??? but it occurred to me that the question really is "why did you choose to be open about this/make it my problem" and many try to answer by saying "i didn't choose i was born this way" which i personally find to be an unfulfilling answer, especially because that isn't really what the person is asking. they ask that question not necessarily because they can't fathom why people have such feelings but because they can't fathom why we would act on them, why we would be open about it, why we would do anything but keep those feelings very tiny and miserable within ourselves.

like i think most people regardless of their politics can understand to some extent the concept of gay attraction or gender euphoria, can recognize some aspect of that in their own experience, and if you come from a conservative country or culture you'll discover many people who have such feelings but have entirely stifled them, stamped them down, disregarded them, and it's clear those feelings still haunt them. people who will say "of course everyone has feelings for people of the same gender you just can't act on them" with a straight face or "everyone has wished they were a different gender but we cant do anything about it so oh well" not realizing how they sound and they're upset with you because you didn't ignore those thoughts or disregard them. they aren't exactly upset with you because you have those feelings, they're upset with you because you aren't ashamed of them, and whether that specific shame is a feeling that they relate to or the shame they're familiar with is of a different kind, if you're from a culture where social shame is so powerful and encompassing, the idea of someone not also being internally or externally crushed by that shame and taking their life into their own hands is upsetting. to see someone do that and not suffer consequences of doing so feels wrong to them.

like we have family members who remained stuck in marriages that made them miserable, in towns and villages that made them miserable, in jobs and lives that make them miserable, even if they had the material means to escape, but did not do so because of shame and some sense of duty, like that misery means something. perhaps those who did not have the material means to escape their misery, but you did, and what results is resentment and blame. and they look at you and it's not even necessarily that you're gay or trans or whatever that they hate you for, but because you escaped that shame, you were miserable and you decided you did not have to be and you did something for yourself, and just that act is often seen as selfish and upsetting within this cultural context.

esp in cultures where this kind of misery is seen as familial duty, so by forgoing such misery and the social expectations placed upon you you are simultaneously shirking your familial responsibility, in a society where familial and communal ties are everything. so when family members ask me "why are you trans" i just answer that i chose happiness and i am content with my choices, and the rest is something for them to work out.

#its always my malaysian indian side asking this not my white side. so ive been trying to understand why that is especially when #they arent hateful to me the way some in my white side are. their discomfort with me feels different. its reactionary yes but its not #the same context the same structures at play the same social expectations the same material reality even

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moonshynecybin · 9 days

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I find Marc covered up fully underneath his leathers, upto his neck & wrists, so fascinating when we have the others in half sleeves, mesh or nothing. I can't remember if he always was that way or changed midway, if there was a particular reason? If Alex does the same? It just gives regency era eldest spinster daughter hair tied up tight covered up to the neck waiting for the highest titled rake to come show her the pleasures waiting for her.

marc would be SOOOO good at the kate sharma of it all. like bridgerton season two is in many ways rosquez 2 me. marc WOULD deny himself love and marriage if he convinced himself it would protect alex and vale WOULLD close himself off from love for fear of losing anyone he loved ever again after the untimely death of his [dont worry about it] from a bee sting. perfect set up for vale to decide to court marc's much more agreeable and younger (NOT A SPINSTERRRR) brother who because he needs someone to secure the family's future with and alex is one of the most eligible and educated bachelors on the market. and he knows he will never fall in love with him. whereas marc is known for going on crazy person horse rides (how he first meets vale) and pissing people off. and ALEX is locked in this fun codependency thing with marc, where marc sacrificed so much to get him there from spain and its the only way they can like. still live in the same household because the marquez finances are a lil shaky for regency reasons (alex it should be noted will fall for vale's ward franky SO fast and they shall have their own tortured by familial obligation repressed regency drama please trust this. it WOULD involve alex saving franky from bandits. again trust.)

so anyways vale commits to courting the idea of alex. butttt marc and vale. kind of hit it off. chemistry! goofballs ! a game of crochet that legitimately turns a little dangerous (marc is. cheating the whole time lmao. vale is ALSO cheating he is kicking balls into the bushes and. possibly. checking out marc's ass when he bends over to fetch them. victimless crime looking never hurt anyone.) truly luca meets marc and is like lovely to meet the man my brother plans to marry :) and alex vale marc are all like. um. hah. about that. EVERYONE can see and marc and vale are down fucking horrendous but are cutting themselves off from love so aggressively its UPSETTING ! vale CANNOT lose anyone he loves and marc will sacrifice EVERYTHING for alex's future so they are locked in horny tension for monthsss. it is. insanely horny close proximity sniffing. it is. dancing at balls probably more than is strictly proper. it is. marc getting pushed into a body of water and having to strip off his paper thin old-timey shirttttt. getting wayyyy too into betting on horse races like they are throwing elbows. alone in various well dressed rooms breathing the same air SO much yearning and holding back because like. they CANT do that to alex (alex. does not want that man lmao).

until finallyyyyy its alex and vale's wedding day and marc feels like hes going to THROW UPPPPPP. worlds saddest little spinster. pale sad brave face on. but he walks in and vale is just. he cant take his fucking eyes off marc. at the alter in a church in his best suit. he cant stop looking at him. and he feels like hes going to cry but he doesnt know why. and alex walks in and looks at the two of them looking like they want to DIE and it clicks. right then. that theyre in love (huge relief off of his shoulders tbh. already sexting franky via horny letter in his mindpalace) like alex KNOWS his brother and he KNOWS the only way get marc to stop doing something self destructive is for alex to tell him he doesnt have to. so he turns away from vale and he takes marc's hands. and he calls of the wedding.

BUT that doesnt resolve our central conceit on vale's end. what do you do when the scariest thing in the world is the person you love dying. and that is a belief that has been informed by person you love dying trauma. well in vale's case you simply have to realize YOU ARE ALREADY IN LOVE... TOO LATE IDIOT. having them and MAYBE losing them is better than never having them and losing them ANYWAYYY. so in this its like. the wedding falls through, alex marries franky so hes fine, and marc gets in a HORSE RIDING ACCIDENT ! and its uh. not looking good. and marc almost DIES and vale wasnt even THERE and he didnt knowwww how vale feels. he never got to be with him :( truly life is fleeting go fuck your twink :( finds out marc is going to be okay and cries for hmm. maybe the first time in ten years? and then they get married :)

#thinking about marc saying once my brother is married i will return to spain and vale being like. haha what. what do you mean by that.#like i don’t think marc would actually leave franky but if franky and alex are good to go back marc is GONEEEE #motogp #callie speaks #asks #rosquez #this is too long and i looked at it for so long. be free.#*leave alex. whatever you understand.

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barrenclan · 18 days

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(gestures to that one panel in the new issue) you see you can tell their family because of their matching eyebags

in all seriousness you are making me soo insane. i barely even touch tumblr but every once and awhile ill come check “new patfw updare? new patfw update?” like a lil parrot and i reread different pages so much i just. my brain chemistry has been altered. outside of the story and all that i love how you format the whole thing. ive never seen a comic formatted like this in my life with like the. the. the text outside of explicit dialogue still there you know but it scratches a little itch for me and you utilize it SO WELL. like i feel like if you were to switch patfw to any other format, outside of the effort itd obviously take to make it itd just be. really hard to get right if that makes sense. its just… so tied to its strange little format its great. if i may ask like. stupid question but is this just like a type of formatting you just decided to use or did you see it somewhere else beforehand? bc like it may be common or smth i dont read many comics man

weird tangent aside i love the characters, story all that too of course! theres just. so much to talk abt there i wouldn’t know where. To Start. youve done admirable job of fleshing out so many characters to some degree in the time youve had. some of barrenclan may be assholes but theres something to be said about all of them. beeface isnt mean all the time etc, you know? they dont feel static in the sense that they feel like they are living their kitty lives. slug family in particular just scratches a little itch for me i could go. on and on. i miss asphodel. if you kill any more of them i wont. do anything but i would be very sad.

i cant imagine the type of dedication and effort it would take to keep smth like this going and just. yeah!!👍 good luck with ur silly kitty comic solider

Thank you so much for all your kind words! I'm so glad you like the comic! I've had a lot of fun making it and the response has been truly flattering.

The "style" is not my own creation; it is inspired by one of my favorite webcomics, Paranatural, which transitioned out of traditional comics into this format a couple years ago. :] Like so:

That is what it's based on! And I've seen setups like it in other places before, though none come to mind. However it's not very common in webcomic spaces - although my friend haw does have a new comic @pipjackal which uses a similar setup! Read Pip Jackal, please, for me. And Paranatural.

#ask #anon #chatter

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444rockstargf · 9 months

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"if i cant have you baby, no one else in this world can." | charlie walker

jealous girl - lana del rey

summary: you get a new boyfriend, and charlie decides to take matters into his own hands.

reader x possesive!charlie

contents: murder, stalking

it was official. you and your new boyfriend had tied the knot after his grand gesture at the front of the school, confessing his love for you. everyone was in awe. you were congratulated for your new relationship as you walked through the halls, a giant smile on your face.

you hadnt noticed charlie looking at the two of you, green with envy. especially since he was planning on making a move on you today. you just had to say yes to the stereotypical jock, and it filled him with rage. he was going to make you his. no matter what it took.

ever since freshman year, he made it his mission to learn everything about you. from simple things like your favourite movie, to more personal things, like your fears and desires. he knew he was the only one who could read your little signs and gestures like a book.

at your lunch break, you and your boyfriend snuck out of the school building to sit on the little bench near the school. his arms were wrapped around you as he went straight for your neck, biting it.

you werent enjoying it, but your boyfriend wasnt exactly the kind of guy you could say "no" to. charlie had been keeping a close eye on you all day, watching your every move. he had come up with a plan to kill your boyfriend so that he could support you and show you that he's the true love of your life.

charlie waited until the school day ended. in the evening, your boyfriend had taken you to his favourite restaurant without consulting you. you ate something, causing an allergic reaction. you quickly stood up from the table, saying goodbye to him before dashing out of the diner and walking home. at this point, you just wanted someone who cared about you.

charlie had seen the whole thing go down, his hatred for your boyfriend only growing stronger. he watched as he ordered you a meal that had red meat in it, which triggered your allergy. he was certain that this was not the man for you.

he waited until 11pm, until your boyfriend finally stood up and walked out of the diner. as he walked to his car, he noticed some liquid underneath his tire. brake fluid.

he cursed under his breath, kicking the car door. charlie got into position. dressed in his ghostface attire, he grabbed your boyfriend's neck from behind, holding him in a tight chokehold. as he struggled to get out of his firm grip, charlie grabbed his knife and slashed his throat, killing him instantly before leaving the scene.

that was all everybody was talking about the next day at school. you got many condolences as you walked through the halls, though you weren't grieving his death the way everyone thought you would.

you got to your locker as everyone else made their way to class. you felt a light tap on your shoulder. you turned to see charlie walker. a cute-ish movie geek who had been in your class for the past 4 years. youd always thought he was a little creepy, but he seemed completely harmless at this moment.

he smiled shyly as he spoke. "i-im really sorry about your boyfriend. cuts to the throat are really fatal." he held out a blood red rose to you.

you smiled at his gesture, accepting the rose. "thanks, i appreciate it."

charlie beamed. "anytime. can i walk to class with you?" you nod with a smile.

as you and charlie start walking together hand in hand, you cant help but wonder how he knew how your boyfriend was killed.

author's note: here is the charlie fic that yall voted for. next one i will be working on is euronymous from lords of chaos. hope you enjoyed!

#rory culkin #lana del rey #charlie walker #charlie walker x reader #scre4m #scream #scream 4

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daydreamingleclerc · 2 years

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kinktober #8 - lewis hamilton

lewis has a day full of meetings, and he loves leaving you desperate, so he decides to keep you sitting pretty (literally) in the office while he’s on calls.

prompts: bondage, blindfolds, gagging, lingerie & vibrators

warnings: all of the above, plus daddy!lewis, overstimulation, unprotected sex, pet names, one (1) spank, squirting, an indication to pet play at the end (but also kinda not)

“fuck lewis, please!” you whined, your eyes pleading and your voice high as lewis’ tongue worked on your clit.

you were so close to your orgasm - so, painfully close to your orgasm - but before you could get to it, lewis’ phone buzzed unrelentingly on the counter beside you.

your eyes pleaded with his once more, only this time they were begging for him to ignore the call and carry on, but you knew from the look on his face he wouldn’t.

“shit,” he breathed, “i’m late for a meeting.”

“what?” you pouted, “but i thought-”

“-i cant spend all day playing with you sweetness, you know that don’t you?” lewis’ fingers squeezed your chin and you nodded in agreement despite your expression.

“i know, but daddy,” you pouted again, and lewis looked at you with a raised eyebrow, “i didn’t get to cum.”

“pity,” he replied. you shimmied off the counter, and he admired the lingerie you wore — a brand new purple set with little green love hearts laced in — which was the reason you were in this position in the first place. “come with me, sweetheart.”

lewis had an idea, one which he was positive you would be fond of too.

his office was big, with the main centerpiece being his huge desk and desktop, where he did everything from his meetings to music production. there was a little corner of plants to the right of the desk, with a dog bed for roscoe to curl up in, a large sofa against the wall opposite the desk, and a cosy corner to the left. that’s where lewis intended to put you.

“chop chop, Y/N,” he called, “i don’t have all day.”

your legs moved faster as you kept up with your fiancé, until eventually you were in the office with him. when lewis dragged you over to the left corner you knew exactly what was going to happen.

he pulled the box of toys from underneath the sofa and lay them out in front of you, “legs over the bench,” he ordered, placing the vibrator on the bench and solidifying it there with a tie, and as you lowered yourself down he took your hands.

he had hanging lights above the bench that didn’t work, and used their metal hangers to his advantage, cuffing your hands up so you were unable to move them. he made you give an experimental tug, and switched on the vibrator.

“you’re gonna be too noisy, aren’t you?” he questioned, “daddy’s gonna have to gag you, princess.”

you nodded, grinding your clit down on the vibrator. he took the red and black ball gag from the box and tied it around your face, securing the red ball in your mouth so you could sink your teeth down into it.

“how’s that?”

“uchkk,” you moaned, and lewis took that as a good sign because of the way you rolled your body against the vibrator.

just before he turned on his heel, he pulled your boobs from the cups of the bra, so your nipples were just poking out and used clamps on the tender skin.

“now you can cum as many times as you want, and daddy gets to watch.”

lewis turned his back to you and moved down to the desk, where he slid into his chair and immediately joined the call, apologizing profusely for his lateness, giving some excuse that you weren’t feeling well and he shot you a look over the computer.

you looked so pathetic, drool already slipping past the gag and onto the wood of the bench. you kept tugging your hands against the fluffy handcuffs, desperate to grab at the edges of the bench so you could ride the vibrator like you would his face.

your muffled moans filled the room, but luckily for lewis he had headphones on; although he was almost positive that his bosses could hear your filthy noises. you could feel the orgasm creeping up on you with every second, until eventually it hit and you rolled your hips against the vibrator, throwing your head back at the feeling. only, the feeling didn’t go away.

the vibrations against your clit went up, and when you peeled your eyes open and looked over at your husband-to-be, he waved a remote control across at you and you moaned again.

“lewis, is everything okay?”

“yeah, uh, sorry Y/N’s just come to sit on the sofa so she’s not alone while she’s sick,” he smiled, “carry on with what you were saying.”

your second and third orgasms came in quick succession, followed shortly after by a fourth, fifth and sixth. lewis’ first meeting was wrapping up, and you were so close to a seventh you could taste it.

“okay guys, see you on tuesday!”

lewis shut off the meeting tab and turned his attention to the clock, “i have ten minutes until my next meeting, darling,” he said, coming to stand across from you while you rode the vibrator, “do you want me to help you cum?”

“mhm,” you whined, almost exhausted and lewis unclasped the gag from your head, “please daddy.”

“how, kitten?”

lewis switched the vibrator off and unclasped your hands. “i, uh… wanna ride you.”

“figures,” he unzipped his trousers and sat down on the sofa, pulling you down onto him, “come on, babe we’re on a clock.”

you pushed your soaked underwear to the side and sunk down on lewis, the feeling of being full was so incredibly needed, but your clit was sore and overstimulated so you knew you wouldn’t be able to last long.

your nipples were red and puffy when lewis took the clamps off, but his tongue soothed them with its soft touches. lewis fucked up into you, meeting your hips as you bounced tiredly.

you tugged at his dreads, moans leaving your lips freely now you had no gag, and you knew that your numb pussy wasn’t going to take much more after this.

“fuck, lewis, gonna cum.” was all you could say.

lewis, too, wasn’t far away from his orgasm either. after hearing you have almost seven orgasms in less than an hour, he was as hard as a rock.

his hand came down on your arse, and you jolted forward, your clit rubbing up against his stomach which made you cry. he knew you were on the brink of an orgasm, and so he nodded, “go on, angel,” he cooed, “you’ve been so good.”

your seventh orgasm washed over you and you couldn’t help it when you squirted all over lewis’ lap, the overstimulation proving too much for your body. lewis came at that.

“shit! lew, i’m so sorry,” you blushed, “i’ve not done that in months, i’ll uh, i’ll clean it.”

lewis barely noticed the state of his trousers, soaking wet, until you mentioned it, but he was more focused on your nice new underwear; which was now completely soaked and ruined.

“you need to rest, darling,” he kissed your cheek and a smirk landed on his face, “why don’t you go and take a cushion to roscoe’s bed for my next meeting, hm?”

you smacked his arm. “stop taking the piss and let me go shower, lewis.”

#kinktober #kinktober (emi’s version)#lewis hamilton #lewis hamilton smut #lewis hamilton x you #lewis hamilton x y/n #lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton imagines #lewis hamilton fanfiction #lewis hamilton fluff #lewis hamilton blurb #lewis hamilton one shot #lewis hamilton fanfic #f1 x oc #f1 x you #f1 x reader #f1 x y/n #f1 smut

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missedditart · 5 months

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Along with my Lackadaisy hyperfixation I've also become obsessed with under the devils moon by @libras-interactives. I absolutely love their ocs and can't wait to see more of them in the story. I made some fan designs of them and thought it couldn't hurt to share them. I had a lot of thoughts about their designs so anyone who is interested can read about that below. Also, English isn't my first language so please ignore any spelling mistakes and such.

Malwina

Malwina's design was really fun, also the first one I did. She is described as having black fur and hair and orange eyes. I knew if I wasn't careful she could end up looking like Ivy, so I made her hair color brighter than her fur color and also made her hair curly/wavy. I also emphasized the eyes as they're often pointed out in the text as big and pumpkin-like. I wanted her to look curious but maybe a little unsettling if she stares at you too long. I also gave her soft shapes and rounded years since she is very friendly albeit a bit pushy.

Máire

for Máire just mostly followed the description we get of her, calico, auburn hair and green eyes. The thing I had to think about for this drawing is what kind of clothing she would wear. I went between thinking she would prefer something stylish or something comfy. I'm not an expert on 1920s fashion so I mostly looked at old clothing catalogs to get a feel for the clothes she could wear. I settled on something more in between a comfy shirt with a stylish skirt. I based the tarot cards in her hand on Pamela Colman Smith’s designs. Also since she is wearing a shirt I couldn't show off the heart fur pattern on her chest but it's definitely there.

Sylvester

Sylvester doesn't have a very striking design but that's the point. For his facial structure i took some inspiration from Asa Sweet and Bobby Bastion from the comic but I also tried to make him stand out on his own. Other than that I kept close to the text, gray suit and graying fur. I was tempted to give him a colorful gaudy tie, maybe something his wife insisted he should wear. To make him more interesting but again he was supposed to be drab and unassuming. So I decided against it. (I still headcanon that his wife gives him gaudy ties and insists he wear them and he cant say no to her.)

Flynn

Flynn was the one I had the most ideas for but also the one I'm the least happy with the result of but might as well share it. We haven't gotten many physical descriptions of him and what we get is somewhat vague. I also haven't played all the backstories so there might be something there that I've missed. But from what we do get he is often described as odd eyed and two faced, this gives me the impression he has a chimera pattern. We haven't been given any specific color so I chose what I thought fit best. black and bluish gray to make him cold and dark looking, i gave him green as an accent color. I probably went a bit heavy on the devil shape language but it's fun so… I also wanted to color the tip of his shoes white or gray to make them look like goat hooves but they ended up looking too much like bowling shoes so I decided against it. He still has a hoof-like pattern on his shoes which probably isn't very historically accurate for 1920s men's shoes haha. And lastly his cane is only described as black and ivory but nothing specific on the shape. I figured giving it some interesting motif would be fun so I went with a snake. specifically a black mamba witch don't look dangerous until you get too close or they open their mouth. I'm sure a fitting metaphor could be made from that. My design for him will probably change if we get new info about him later in the story but so far this is how i imagine him.

#art #my art #lackadaisy #Under the devils moon #interactive fiction #fanart

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xoxo-sarah · 7 months

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Hi Sarah! First I wanted to say love the theme of your page rn it's so cute!

Secondly I wanted to ask if you could write a Robin Buckley x reader fic where reader is bestfriends with Chrissy and they're arguing about if Robin likes girls or not. (Chrissy thinks so, reader does not.) Chrissys like "bet I'm gonna prove it to you," and readers like "ok whatever." Later that night at the game, Chrissy turns around and winks at Robin, she loses her shit over it! Shes blushing and everything. Reader sees this, and is like wtf did I just witness? After the game, Chrissy and reader are heading to a party and reader is pouting and avoiding eye contact with Chrissy when she asks about it at first readers like I'm fine but when chrissy pushes she says she didn't think chrissy would actually prove it and now she thinks Robin's gonna be in love with Chrissy now, Chrissy has seen Robin look at reader the same way many times so she just laughs and teases Reader about her being jealous. When they get to the party, Chrissy tells reader this is her chance since she knows she likes girls, so reader finds Robin and spends the whole party with her, Robin ends up getting drunk and calls reader her girlfriend, reader panics and decides it's time to go home but she cant leave Robin so Chrissy drops them off at readers house and reader decides to tell Robin how she feels another time.

Sorry i know this request is long so feel free to change it but I saw a pinterest post, and made me think of the first part (everything before the party)! Thank you :)

Maybe another time

↝a/n: thank you! I really enjoyed this theme as well. And thank you for requesting.

↝pairing: Robin Buckley x fem!reader

↝ Warning: partying, underage drinking, alcohol, pinning, jealousy (?), Angst?, Not proofread

↝⎙ 10.9.23

"She doesn't!"

"How do you know?!"

This argument has been going on for 20 minutes now. It was back and forth, one trying to make the other realize and the other being too stubborn. In reality, they were supposed to be rushing to get ready for the game. Both of them have been too busy trying to prove that they were right, that neither of them were fully dressed in the cheerleading uniforms.

"Whatever," Chrissy continued to fix her hair in the bathroom mirror, catching your scolding eyes. The green ribbons make her makeup pop. "So what if she likes girls-which she clearly does- or not? It wouldn't hurt to find out for yourself. Ask her."

"Chrissy, you can't just go up to someone and ask stuff like that. "

She turned, looking at you with a thoughtful look in her eyes, until her lip quirked up, her eyes now holding a mischievous tint.

"Fine, I'll figure it out for you. If I'm wrong, then I'll be the one who looks like a fool."

"What are you going to do?" The school-colored sock slapped against your calf as you let go of it, confused by your best friend.

"You'll see after we win this game."

Without another word, she turned back, poking and prodding at the blush smeared on her cheeks.

"Only if we win." You sighed.

"Fine."

You quickly made your way to her, "Wait, no. It doesn't matter that much, you can't just-"

"I'm going to prove it. Robin Buckley likes girls, specifically you."

"No she doesn't."

"Yes, she does."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yessss." She singsonged.

"Okay, whatever."

Oh, here we go again.

You stared at the scoreboard. As of right now, it was tied. The cheers seemed to of come to a halt as Jason passed the ball to one of his teammates. Everyone was on the edge of their seat. The other teamed tried to guard, but the ball flew through the air, straight into another guy's hands. The guy was quick to throw it at the hoop. It bounced off the backboard, swiveling around the ring, before falling down into the net.

Everyone broke out in cheers. Your fellow cheerleaders raddled their pom-poms, celebrating the winning team.

You turned, seeing Chrissy turn towards the stands. Before you could stop her, he was winking up at Robin.

First, Robin had smiled at Chrissy, seeing that she was looking at her. But as Chrissy winked, Robin gawked, quick looking around her. She shyly pointed at herself, cheeks ablaze in a deep red. Chrissy nodded, watching how it affected the poor girl. As Robin looked down, flushed, Chrissy turned back around, catching your eye. You looked away, eyebrows furrowed.

Chrissy stared at you as you two sat in the back seat of Marci, another cheerleader's car. The car had 3 rows, and you two were pushed to the very back, away from the high-pitched squealing.

"What is it?"

You looked away from the window, blankly looking at her. "What?" You ask.

"What is up with you? You've been quiet the whole ride."

"I'm fine." You just wanted to drop it.

"No, you're not. We won, why aren't you happy?"

"Why did you pull that little stunt?"

She stared at you for a moment. " Are you jealous?"

"No!" You lowered your voice, "No, I'm not jealous. That would be stupid."

It would be stupid. You know what else would be stupid? Robin thinking about that stunt and considering it more than your friend trying to prove a point. What if Robin starts thinking about Chrissy? Of course that would happen.

She nodded, still staring, "Yeah, so stupid." There wasn't a reason for you to be jealous. Not only did Chrissy have a boyfriend, she had seen the way Robin looks at you. Once, she had caught Robin staring at you after you had gotten all dolled up for a different game. Robin had looked at you with such adoration. There was no doubt in Chrissy's mind that Robin was fond of you.

The party wasn't anything special. It was the same as every other celebration. The parents of some kid were out of town, and what else was the kid supposed to do? Be responsible? No, of course not.

Sweat mixed with alcohol and weed wasn't a fun thing to experience.

From your seat on the stairs, your finger followed the ring of the cup that held a plain coke. Chrissy hummed the song that was raddling the house. She looked around, nearly jumping out of her skin as hands reached around her, hauling her down the steps. She giggled as she heard Jason's laugh. He kissed as her neck before acknowledging you.

"Find you know who. Have fun!" Was all she said before he dragged her off into the sea of people.

Sighing, you looked around.

It was easy to find Robin. She stood in the corner, talking to only a few people. You're pretty sure they're also in band.

Honestly, you doubt Robin or her friends would be here if the basketball team didn't just about threaten everyone to be here.

Maybe getting just coke was a bad idea. Liquid courage is what you need as you stand up, dodging people making their way up the stairs. You wiggled your way through the crowd, trying to hype yourself up.

Before you knew it, you stood in front of Robin, posture all weird looking. Her friends noticed you first. They smiled over Robin's shoulder, slightly waving. Robin noticed, turning around. The conversation died as her face dropped a little. "Hey. Y/n, right?"

"Ye-yeah."

Oh God. Let the floor swallow you whole right this instant. This was a bad idea. A terrible one, actually. Why did you even come over here? What were you thinking? This was stupid. You should turn around and walk straight out of the party, maybe even into traffi-

"Wanna go somewhere more quiet? I'm about to lose my hearing." Robin smiled, excusing herself from her friends. She began walking towards the kitchen, where the drinks were. Surprisingly, there were few people in there, and they didn't even seem to acknowledge you two.

Not one of you had said a word, standing in silence, waiting for the other to finally talk. What were you supposed to talk about?

"Did you see the guy's face when he made the shot?"

You thought back to the game, smiling as you remembered how the guy's face screwed up in itself, eyebrows scrunched, eye's squinting, lips pursed, and cheeks reddened from the play. You had to be there to actually see how funny it looked.

"He makes the same face every time."

Robin chuckled, "Yeah. Or when they lose and his whole face gets as red a tomato. The first time I saw it, I thought his head was about to explode."

A laugh was heard near the drinks. The same guy you two were talking about stood, refilling his cup. He chuckled, bringing his cup to his lips. "Who?"

Eyes wide, Robin shrugged. "Don't know his name."

"Sounds like a loser." You had to purse your lips from laughing. His cheeks were already rosy from the alcohol.

As he walked away, Robin slowly turned back around. As soon as you two locked eyes, you lost it. You both doubled over in laughter.

The night carried on for what felt like just a few minutes. You and Robin were chatting away. It was around midnight when people started leaving or falling asleep wherever they pleased. "It's getting late." You stated, not really wanting to leave her and end the conversation that flowed so naturally, but you needed to get home.

Robin took another sip, slurring something you couldn't understand.

Someone bumped into your shoulder, trying to get into the fridge. You dismissed them as they went to apologize.

"Sor-"

"Hey! Watch it! That's my girlfriend, you dick!" You and the random person stared at her outburst. Robin didn't seem phased, sipping away at her cup that was beyond empty. The person shrugged it off. She was just another drunk teenager in the hundreds of others.

You took the cup away from her, throwing it in a random trash bag someone sat down. "What did you just say?"

You put your hand out as she began to fall over, even with the counter being behind her. "What?" She slurred, "my girlfriend?"

"Yeah?"

She didn't answer and started playing with your shirt, finding the fabric fascinating.

You were quick to find Chrissy and tell her you wanted to go. Robin stayed on your arm the whole way. Chrissy got Jason to drop you both off at your house. Robin had complained about going home drunk, and you didn't want her to get yelled at or in trouble.

As you stumbled into your house, you led her towards your room. She looked through your room as you got dressed in the bathroom. As you opened the door, she looked at you, just stared. She continued to stare at you until you moved, grabbing a pillow and blanket off your bed and making a comfortable pallet on the floor.

Robin was quick to get under the blanket and relish in the warmth. "Goodnight, y/n."

You sighed, staring into the wall as you laid on your side, looking away from the bed. "Night, Robin."

Did she mean anything by it? What would sober Robin think of calling you her girlfriend? This isn't fair. Why did feelings have to be so hard.

She would remember it enough tomorrow to not make it even weirder if you ask about it, right? Hopefully. Tomorrow, it'll be the day you ask her about her feelings. Of the next day-or the next. Who knows? Tomorrow, for sure. Or…maybe another time. Any other time but now.

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dilfl0v3rss · 11 months

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Ouuuu you write angst? can we get an angst drabble with one of the aot men but it's a happy or petty ending for us and not for them

here i go here i go here i gooooo🏃🏽‍♀️🏃🏽‍♀️🏃🏽‍♀️

you were practically dating. or that’s what you thought. eren saw you as just another pretty little thing to keep his grades up and his dick wet. using you constantly while labeling it at love to keep you coming back for more. “b-but why ren?” eren dropped his shoulders, sighing before he walked back to you and raised your chin with his fingers. “you know the rules pretty. cant be tied down worrying about a girl during the season. when all of this craziness is over then we can work sum out.”

a smile bloomed on your face as you looked at eren in complete adoration. you couldn’t wait for the season to end so you could finally be with the man you love. your friends seen you as a complete idiot and they had no problem trying to shut down your delusions. “girl what don’t you get? as soon as the season ends he gon drop you like a bad habit.” “yea he’s lying to you baby.”

you shook your head as your friends annie and sasha tried to speak some sense into you. “he wouldn’t do that to me. h-he lo-” “he doesn’t love you and m’gonna prove it.” before you could reply annie pulls out her phone, clicking historias instagram story to show you what she posted in her close friends. there eren was, laying his head on her stomach with his arms wrapped around her as the rest of his body laid snug between her legs. the caption reading ‘pussy put his ass to sleep🤣’.

your eyes instantly welled with tears as you watched eren, your eren be with someone else the same way he’d be with you. annie was contemplating telling you for awhile. hoping that you’d come to your senses on your own without having to get hurt, but she just couldn’t hold it in anymore. “w-why would he-” “because historias dumber than a bag of rocks and she doesn’t mind sucking and fucking a dick that’s been in half the campus.” sasha spit.

you were being played by the one person you wanted. you weren’t the type to dwell on things so you decided to just leave him alone. praying that one day he gets what he deserves, but right now you wanted nothing to do with him. weeks went by since you’ve last talked to eren. he wasn’t suspicious of it since he’d usually only talk to you when he needed something anyways. covering up his absences with “practice” to keep you from pestering him.

the first couple of days were hell. nonstop crying and constant reminiscing were what filled your mornings and nights. saying you missed him was an understatement. you felt like you couldn’t live without him. you’d see him after him games, flirting with girls while looking around to make sure you weren’t watching. when he felt that the coast was clear he ended up taking one by the hand and leading her into the locker room with him.

that was your breaking point. you practically ran to your room with tears soaking your cheeks. you wanted absolutely nothing to do with this man anymore. packing all of the clothes he left there and putting them in a trash bag before throwing it outside. you were finally washing your hands of this man and your friends couldn’t be prouder. comforting you whenever you needed but also trying to get you out there more so you can finally replace that piece of shit.

the two of you weren’t dating, but your friends thought you were, given that one was barely seen without the other. “where’s your boo suge.” sasha would say when you finally hung out with your girls after three long weeks. “hush uppp. we just talking.” annie, sasha, and pieck busted out laughing before pieck leaked some information to you.

rei🌻

‘got everything ready for movie night!’

‘waiting on you now mama💛’

you looked up from your phone, instantly getting pissed off looks from your friends. “don’t even say nun. go be wit your man. enjoy it too because this weekend you all OURS. you hear me?” you giggled as you stood from your spot on sasha’s beanbag chair. “i hear youuu. love yallll!!” each of your friends replied with “love you toos” before you left to go spend time with reiner.

the two of you ended up settling on john wick, but that didn’t really matter since it was one thirty minutes into the movie where you found yourself sleeping soundly on his chest. straddling him with your head in the crook of reiner’s neck as he played games on his phone. he was thinking about asking you to be his girlfriend soon, but he didn’t know how or when to ask.

the sound of your phone snatched him out of his thoughts. looking at the screen in disgust as he read the contact on the screen.

ren ren💚

‘yo. you up?’

he seen the name pop up and instantly got heated, knowing what he’s done to you. he made quick work to delete his number before replying.

you

‘yea what’s up?’

347-***-****

‘miss you mama🤧’

‘let me pull up on you’

“the nerve of this guy” reiner thought as a quick idea came up into his head. first he checked on you, making sure you were still deep in your slumber before taking a picture of your sleeping figure on his hard chest. sending it with a smirk as he watched erens typing bubble pop in and out of the chat. reiner dropped the phone back on the bed, figuring he just wasn’t going to answer until he heard a bunch of vibrations start coming in. texts popping up left and right and he scrolled through each of them.

347-***-****

‘wyd y/n?’

‘man you so lame for that fr’

‘how you just gon give my pussy away like that?’

‘he never gon be able to fuck you like i do’

‘cmon baby don’t pass up a relationship with me…’

‘i swear i’ll never text historia again’

‘or any other bitch’

‘she could never amount to you ong baby’

‘baby?’

‘text me back y/n :(‘

‘at least still study with me…historia’s so dumb i’ll get kicked off the team fasho’

*caller blocked*

reiner put your phone on his nightstand before laying you on you your side. kissing you on the cheek before cuddling up behind you and falling asleep as well.

#basketball player!eren #x black reader #reiner x black reader #reiner x black!reader #eren jeager #reiner braun #reiner braun x black reader #reiner braun x black!reader

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evann-5 · 2 months

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You know how in the new incorrect sander sides quotes how they all where playing different cards? Me and my friend made it a true game-

Welcome the game

WHAT GAME ARE WE PLAYING?!?...the game

Materials

Deck of uno

Deck of playing cards

20 pokemon cards

Cards against humanity (amount depends on people playing ex 30 white 15 black for roughly 2-4 people) //or play with apple vs apples and let your 6 year old have a early crisis//

White board

Folders for however many players you have

Points

Cards against humanity- 10 points

Uno- number cards 5 points- weird cards- 6 points

Pokemon- Names a-h- 7 points- i-q 8 points- r-z 9 points

Playing cards- multiplier cards- hearts 1- club 2- diamond 3- spade 4. Even cards 7 points odd 8 points face cards plus aces 9 points

Set Up

Each player will have a folder covering their cards

All are dealt out like war, all cards should be given

Playing cards and black cards against humanity are in two separate piles a pile face down in front of you

Pokemon, white cards against humanity and uno cards are in your hand

One uno card is to be placed in the middle

One designated player will keep track of uno color and score on the white board

Ending the Game

The game will end when someone has run out of cards

The winner is the player with the most points

Game Play

At the beginning of the game, everyone will silently decide what kind of card they would like to put down. You will put the card down face up behind your folder and on three you will lift the folder.

Only put down an uno card if it can be played off of the uno card that is in the middle. You can also put down a white cards against humanity card. The number will be determined by the number of vowels on the card(one vowel the number is 1 and can be played on a 1 but the color DOES NOT changes ). If it is above 15 then it is a wild and color changer. Number 9-14 is a 9. Wild cards just work as color changers. But colored pluses add the points reverse cards are worth 50 points but you gain no points if any other uno cards are played.

Playing cards and pokemon are played as war. The winner is based on the first letter of the pokemon or whether the playing card is odd, even or a character card. If the playing card wins, the points are multiplied by the numbers tied to the symbol. If both play a playing card, the winner gets the points of the winning points subtracted by the losing points. If you tie, then you will play a round of cards against humanity with the point kept as a judge or whoever has the most siblings, using the last white card played.

Rules

If you forget the color of the uno game and you put down the wrong color, you get subtracted 10 points times the number of your card, or times 10 if it is a colored wild

No changing cards after you put it down

No hitting

Old cards go next to the uno pile

In uno if more then one players have put a uno card down after lifting the folder who ever is first to place their card down gets to if the other person(s) card(s) cant be played they get the same punishment as if they forgot the color (times ten of the number)

If a card against humanity card is played they get authority over the uno cards and get to place their card first.

No asking judge /person holding points on white board/ for point checks

Edit: at the end when tou run out if cards you have to yell "what game are we playing?!?" If failed to do so you switch points with whoever as the lowest amout

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stevie-petey · 3 months

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Now we gotta have Jonathan's pov lol jk

But what if we get his pov while they were discussing the stings of fate or just random thoughts throughout the season?

ooo anon im gonna try to do this without spoiling something i'll write later this season for 2 but YES !!

enjoy <3

"i have this theory that we're all connected to each other in some way by different threads." you say to jonathan. the november sun stings his eyes but he looks at you anyways and he listens.

he thinks theres some merit to your theory, he can feel a thread between you two as well. jonathan was tied to you the day you showed up on the wheelers porch and took him by the hand and dragged him alongside you.

you explain what all the threads mean, their different relationships and meanings, and jonathan cant help but wonder what your thread is with him.

"so, for our thread. after everything we've been through, all that we've done for one another, what thread would you say our's is?"

your face, which had just been open and relaxed, begins to close off from jonathan. the question has caught you off guard, he knows hes tripped over some line between you two, but hes not necessarily sure which line it is this time.

theres too many lines hes had to learn to navigate with you.

threads and lines.

"our thread..." your voice catches in your throat and jonathan can hear it all. "you know what our thread is, bee."

does he?

it all makes jonathans head spin, but theres a tug in his stomach that draws him closer towards you, that makes him pull you close. he doesnt know what makes him want to hear you say it, to admit what hes known ever since the day he met you. "do i?"

say it, please.

he knows you feel it, too.

you open and close your mouth a few times and jonathan watches helplessly as you swallow it all down like unpleasant medicine.

jonathan buried his brother today. hes sick of burials.

"y/n?" he whispers, pleading.

you try to speak again, but nothing comes out.

it angers jonathan. he knows what thread connects you to him, hes always known it, but youve never acknowledged it and hes never wanted to push you.

but...

you shake your head at jonathan and he decides that he really hates when you do that. push it all aside, pretend that its not there, as if there isnt a glaring ache thats settled between you two for a while now.

jonathan decides, fuck it.

he leans in, allows himself to try just this once, and when you lean in as well he thinks maybe it was always meant to be this way.

but then nancy comes and you look like a deer in headlights. youre scared. did he do that to you?

"you know id do anything for you, right?" jonathan wants you to understand that. to catch onto everything else within his words. hes yours and youre his and he doesnt want you to think anything else.

you tell him that you know, and he tells you youre his best friend and the words burn in his own throat as they slip from his lips. if this is what you want, if this is how things have to be, then he'll swallow it all down alongside you.

#ask #anon #come home blurb #m's writing #m speaks #set in season 1 #oh boy #gonna have to hide after this one #what does jonathan mean ????#great question !#i wrote this while listening to waiting room btw #if thats any indication as to what the fuck jonathan n bug are

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gatorbites-imagines · 1 year

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Was wondering if you could do just a few dom!rudy headcanons (Male reader ofc) if you haven’t already along with just a few cute ones?? If you don’t feel like it though that is entirely okay and I hope you have a great day/night🫶🏻🫶🏻

Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra x male reader

Headcanons

Let’s start with the cute headcanons first. Rudy grew up with just himself and his mom, and she made sure he was a presentable a good man, so everything chore wise is always 50/50, and he has no problems doing things around the house or helping out.

His love language is physical touch and acts of service. He loves to be close to you, hugging you, kissing you, or just sitting beside each other with your knees touching. But he also likes to do stuff for you, for example if your exhausted he does all the housework, or he makes you your favorite meals, or fixes your car if it’s got issues.

He has the softest lips known to man, they’re so nice and kissable all the time. He kisses you all over too, your face, your neck, your shoulders, everywhere you’ll let him, he will kiss.

Sometimes when he’s feeling extra romantic, he speaks Spanish to you, even if you don’t understand. He’s also the type to speak sleepy Spanish when he wakes up in the morning and isn’t fully awake yet.

He likes when you wear his clothes, even if you are bigger than him, he wont mind if you wear some of his shirts and stretch them out, he just likes seeing his things on you. This is because he might be a lil possessive at times, and because he finds it cute.

I believe that Rudy in general is a switch, and for the most part he’s pretty chill, though he has his moments where he gets extra rough and possessive. The easiest way to get him like this is to get him jealous in some way.

If he’s been away on a mission for a while, or has been working for a long time and he’s sore and tired, he might be a little more touchy when it comes to those things, so that’s the perfect time to strike.

Showing up to base in revealing clothes, like a crop top and too tight pants, Rudy would be annoyed at how everyone is staring, but he has to be professional. That is until you bend over his desk to talk to him, or you’re a little too friendly with one of the recruits.

If he cant wait he just pulls you into his office, gags you with one of his shirts, and bends you over his desk right then and there, only pulling your pants down enough for him to get inside you.

Rudy of course wont let you get off in that situation since you decided to be a tease like that, so you don’t deserve it. He might even go as far as to have you sit in his lap and cockwarm him as he works, again not letting you get off.

Then when he’s done he will take you home, and if he wasn’t feeling too possessive and has it worked out of his system you two will just go about your evening, cuddling and spending time together, he still wont let you cum though, as punishment.

If he’s still feeling jealous and wants to punish you more though, may he have mercy on your soul. Expect to be tied up and toyed with for the rest of the night. He would keep edging you, but if you came he would just squint and tell you that fine, if your gonna cum, you might as well do so until you can’t anymore.

And then Rudy would overstimulate you and get you off so many times you can’t even function, he of course makes sure to keep an ear out for your safeword, just in case.

Rudy might not seem it but he can also be pushed enough at times that he feels the need to spank you, where he always tsks and acts all disappointed in you as he makes you count each and every single one.

If Spanish isn’t a language, you speak well, he might be extra cruel and tell you to count in Spanish just to make it extra hard. If you can speak Spanish though, he will make you count every third spank instead, just to challenge you.

Its not below him to cage you or put a cockring on you as well as a remote controlled plug inside you if you have been extra bad, turning the plug on and off at random times so you never know what to expect.

His aftercare is godly too, he never done anything too extreme without the chance to do aftercare. He always makes sure you are comfortable, runs you a bath, and makes sure you drink some water and eat something.

Then Rudy will give you a massage and rub your favorite lotions or oils into your skin before cuddling you and kissing you, praising you to the moon and back in English and Spanish. He’s such a lover in general, though he has his moments.

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