#I wanna talk about my big mean wolf boi;;

[vincentmatthews]

Can't stop thinking of Jaxx finally meeting Johnny. The first time they meet, he decks Johnny full force and knocks him on his ass. Then tells him how he's going to rip his organic arm off; maybe even cut the connection to his metal arm so it's literally dead weight.

#They don't have a shipping name yet. If at all. #I wanna talk about my big mean wolf boi;; #I don't know how to start posting about him #I hope I'm doing this right when it comes to OCs. #Please ask me about my babies #Oc: Jaxx Wolfsbane #cyberpunk 2077 #johnny silverhand #cyberpunk johnny

[charliemwrites]

Sniff, sniff…. Woof.

“Johnny? Johnny, baby, come here!”

Your big wolf boy comes bounding in from the living room as you shut the front door, immediately rearing up to sniff at your neck and face and hands. Satisfied, he licks your cheek and drops down again.

“Alright, listen up, handsome.” You grab his cheeks, scritching along his jaw and grinning as his big blue eyes go dopey. “My sister and her husband are going to stay the night. You are going to be a polite boy because you love me and don’t want to give my sister anything to talk shit about. Yes?”

A sneeze that he (for once) aims away from you. You laugh, drop a kiss between his eyes.

“Good talk.”

As usual, he follows you through the house as you shed clothes and shoes and bags. You ramble about the grocery store and your day, mostly just to get it out so your headspace can be clear for the evening. Helps to have a little (relatively) listener following at your heels.

He camps out in the bathroom while you shower, licking the glass door until you scold him - per usual. And again when he tries to lick the clean water off your leg. Only starts getting restless and grumpy when he sees you change into “outside” clothes rather than pjs.

You groan as he tries to herd you away from your own closet. Must be mixed with a shepherding dog because he’s a damn pushy jerk.

“Enough, bud,” you sigh. “Look, I don’t wanna go much either. But it’ll be worse if I don’t.”

He mouths off at you, a new thing he’s started up that reminds you of a husky. Maybe you should get one of those doggy DNA tests.

“I know I know,” you coo, shimmying into a pair of pants that your sister won’t be able to tease makes your ass look flat. “I’d rather snuggle up and watch 90s vampire movies too. But I already said I’d go and this means I’ll be able to skip seeing her on her birthday.”

More grumbles, but at least he climbs up on the bed to pout. You finish dressing and head for the vanity - no way you can go out with your sister without makeup.

As you pass, you roll him over to scratch his belly - politely ignoring his reaction. God, you really need to get him in for a neutering. If you catch him humping one more pillow—

When it’s time to go, you drop down to give him one last hug.

“Be good, baby. I’ll be home soon with some new friends. I love you.”

—

After dinner, your sister’s husband suggests a bar. And, of course, it’s a sports bar. Man can’t go more than an hour or two without.

You and your sister chat while his eyes stayed glued to the screens. Well, she chats. You mostly just provide the audience she constantly craves, the validation she always needs.

At some point your excuse yourself to order another drink, weaving between the patrons and sighing at a chance to let your face rest for a moment. While you’re waiting, someone brushes up close behind you, startles you.

“Och, sorry, hen. Madhouse in here.”

You blink, tilt your head back to see a gorgeous pair of blue eyes shining down at you. Takes your breath away.

“Oh! Um, no problem, I get it.”

You try to scoot as much as you can - but it really is packed, especially at the bar - and the man takes the opportunity to occupy any free space you have.

Not that you’re complaining. He’s got the type of face they put on magazines with hooks like “sexiest man alive.” A killer grin as he winks down at you, arm bracing on the bar.

“Buy ya a drink for bein’ so rude?”

You’ve barely gotten the start of, “oh it’s alright,” out before he’s signaling the bartender. His stature and presence gets him instant service though, so you let it go, fidgeting restlessly.

Even his voice sounds like a sin worth committing. He’s too attractive. Too handsome to not know it; and definitely too handsome to be chatting you up and ordering you a drink.

“You here with anyone?” he asks with an edge that makes your spine prickle. Yet you almost feel like you imagine it. His tone is normal, his expression hasn’t changed and yet. Something subsonic in the timbre of his voice, maybe.

“My sister and her husband,” you reply.

“No husband of your own?”

You try to laugh, it comes out strained and awkward. “Ah, the only man in my life has four legs.”

Instead of looking annoyed by the brush off, his eyes spark.

“Dog?”

“Yup!” And okay, alarms in your head aside, you’re always happy to talk about Johnny. He’s a safe topic. You fish your phone out of your back pocket and show him your lock screen.

The man takes a quick look at the screen, an odd, private smile flicking across his face. There and then gone, before those intense eyes are locked on you again.

“He friendly?”

You laugh a bit, perk up as the bartender returns with your drink. “Not with men. Thanks for buying!”

as you turn to go, he grabs your hip. Not hard, or even too low. But you gasp quietly, the heat of his palm searing through your clothes.

“Name’s soap, by the way.”

Infinitely more nervous now, you stutter out your own and then retreat to your sister and her husband.

Spend the rest of the night pretending not to watch Soap. He doesn’t return the courtesy, eyes trained on you, lurking around the bar. So visible it seems to only you. Something about the way the light catches his eyes reminds you of when Johnny senses a threat. When he gets low and growly, hair standing on end, eyes focused.

Soap looks like he’s hunting you.

Thankfully, your sister complains about the noise after an hour or so and the three of you leave. You’re relieved to be going home.

As you step inside, you call for Johnny again.

“Wait, who the hell is Johnny?” your sister’s husband asks, an odd look on his face. “You’re living with someone?”

You snort a bit. Does he seriously not remember you talking about your dog?

“Yeah,” you joke, “he’s the love of my life, my one and only—”

You hear the clack of the doggy door and call out again. Johnny trots in panting.

“Did you just come in from a run?” you chuckle, putting a hand out in greeting.

He comes right up to you, presses his nose to the spot where “Soap” grabbed you and snuffles.

“I know, I smell wrong,” you soothe.

He grumbles and licks at your shirt, but you gently nudge him away, turning as your sister scoffs.

“You still do that thing where you talk to them like people?” She asks. “Don’t you think that’s… childish?”

“Johnny’s basically a person in a human body,” you reply, laughing. “You’ll see.”

“Dogs shouldn’t have human names,” her husband pipes up, reaching for Johnny.

“No, wait—”

Johnny snaps just shy of his fingers and puts himself bodily between you two.

“Easy!” you yelp, hooking your hand in his collar. “Sorry, I meant to warn you - Johnny’s shy with men.”

“He almost took my bloody hand off!”

“He’s just protective. Johnny, heel.”

He stops snarling, but plants himself at your feet right there, eyes sharply trained on your brother in law. Your sister snorts.

“How are you supposed to get men back here, then?”

You jump as Johnny barks, a full deep one that your rarely ever hear. Your sister startles too, then scowls.

“I don’t,” you answer, shaking your head. “Anyway, let me just get the sheets for the spare room and we can call it a night.”

Johnny stays close at your heels the entire time, though you swear he throws a nasty glance back at your sister’s husband.

#thoughts™️ #cod #my writing #fanfiction #dark fic #reader fic

[byuntrash101]

big bad wolf

f!reader x bangchan ft. stray kids smut | mdni 2.6k maybe you bit off more than you could chew when you hyped up your game to the owner of the campus’ infamous big dick owner nsfw tags under the cut

#5: huge dick + size kink (twt p☆rnlink) college!au, toxic ex bf!minho, frat boy!bangchan, alcohol consumption, one night stand, explicit consent asked and given, chan is really a tease, gentle dom!chan, daddy kink (i mean we're talking about chan here) , size kink (reader is smaller than chan), huge monster cock!bangchan, size training, protected sex (good job), oral (f), multiple orgasms, some humor at the end ♡

a/n : i was like this 🥴🥴🥴 writing this because ughhh im in love with this bangchan! wanna see the other entries for the event? check out the link <3

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“I mean being single is great and all” you said while downing the rest of the ungodly cocktail your best friend mixed for you earlier at the party. Before she left with Jisung. “But like I miss the toxic sex, ya know?” Christopher nodded his head while he took the empty cup from your hand to set it at the table beside the both of you on the couch.

The party was over so to speak. Everyone had left or was just passed out on random surfaces all over the frat. ΝΣΒ (nu sigma beta) was the frat that organized the best parties on campus. Well the second best parties but ΩΔΦ (omega delta phi) had Minho going to their parties and well you were finally over him that wasn't to run into him at a random party to drink and hook up with him again. You were determined to break free of the destructive cycle. That’s how you came to attend the parties here and met Christopher and his frat bros Changbin and Jisung. These three were quite the trio. Well not right now because Jisung was probably fucking your best friend somewhere and Changbin was passed out over the keg. Only Christopher remained somewhat (if not entirely) sober. He didn’t like alcohol that much, he claimed.

“Yeah I get you dude. Toxic sex is the best…” Christopher sighed. “But why though?”

“I don’t know man!” you said with a pout. “Also my ex was like… packing” the alcohol in your system was making it harder to perceive the fine line between sharing past experiences and simply oversharing. But Christopher wasn’t phased by it at all. On the contrary he was… intrigued.

“Really?” He questioned.

“Bro, he was real big. Like real big.” you said, closing your eyes trying to recall the extraordinary appendix Minho was blessed with. “The biggest I’ve ever seen really. I just miss that…” you said, finally opening your eyes again, purposefully avoiding thinking about your ex’s devil dick for too long before you drunkenly run to the other side of campus and to him again. When you open your eyes you see Christopher looking at you with an indecipherable expression.

“Well yeah. I miss someone that’s used to dealing with guys that are on the bigger end of the spectrum” Christopher was speaking very carefully, he was very clearly trying to hint at something but at the same time he didn’t want to come off as pressing or bragging.

You raised an eyebrow.

“What do you mean?” you asked as neutral as you could be, but still picking up on Christopher’s hint.

“Well you know. Girls always say it’s what they want. But like when I pull it out they either just run away or I mean they pull through but I can tell they’re not enjoying it. So I usually cut things short.” 

It’s true you heard one or two rumors about Christopher also being on the bigger end but you never paid attention to them. Now, they were suddenly running back to you.

“I just wanna be with a girl that's kinky and that you know… just enjoys herself with me”

Suddenly you were looking at him differently. You looked at his big biceps resting crossed over his chest and the sleeveless loose fitted white top. He was wearing a cap that covered his soft brown curls but they were still peaking at the back of his head and around his reddened ears. 

All of a sudden you were painfully conscious of Chris’ sheer size. Even though he was simply sitting next to you his large sturdy shoulders occupied the space on the couch. You found your eyes wandering to his lower half where his muscular thighs generously filled the black basketball shorts. And eventually your gaze wandered to his groin where you did notice a particularly remarkable bulge.

“You know, bro?” Chris took off the cap briefly, combing his hair with one large hand before flipping it backwards and patting it back on. He looked a little bit frustrated.

“Yeah I get it.”

Silence settled.

“Looks like we could like… help each other… maybe” you started carefully. That was uncharted territories, you didn’t know how Chris was going to react but you were a little intoxicated and that made you forget about the consequences or more like postpone thinking about them. You’ll do that tomorrow.

A cocky smirk spread on Chris’ face. An expression you had yet to witness. Usually he was all about wholesome smiles and cute laughs. But this one, this expression stirred excitement and thrill within you.

“Wanna see the big bad wolf?” Chan said right before sending you a cheeky wink that left you speechless. Before he started laughing out loud and lightly pushed you on the arm. “Just messing with you” Chris said, returning to the sunny smile.

“Why are you all cocky for anyway?” you outbid. “I’m sure it’s nothing I haven’t seen” you said, shrugging, eyes a little defiant. And Chris’ smirked returned to his handsome face just as quick. He felt a tingle in his lower half. He enjoyed that attitude you had right now. Wouldn’t it be fun to make you swallow those words? Amongst other things…

“Think you can handle it, babygirl?” Chan said, extending his massive arm behind your head on the couch and leaning on to you, making you feel even smaller. You took a whiff of his cologne, the alluring aromas or vanilla, cedar and citrus casting a spell on you.

“Yeah of course I can” you said, steady voice oozing all the confidence in the world. Making Chris chuckle again. 

***

Well maybe you couldn’t…

That is what you thought when Christopher dragged you to his room as the early rays of the dawning sun were licking the blinds. 

“Having second thoughts, babygirl?” Christopher said, smiling down at you while you looked up at him and sat on his bed. The loose fitting top was all he had left on him. Even the cap was now littering the ground, letting the soft brown curls loose. and you silently thanked the heavens for this. Maybe if he would have been completely nude you would have died right there.

He was absolutely breathtaking: large shoulders, thick arms and veiny forearms going down to his big hand holding the absolute monster that usually peacefully rested between his sturdy thighs. But right now it was awakened, and awaiting.

The thing was not only incredibly massive but also unbelievably long. Thick veins ornamented the length of it from the base to the red and dripping tip.

“So am I bigger than your ex?” he asked, cocking his head to the side. 

“Um, yeah a little bit I think” 

Lie. Big fat lie.

Christopher knew that. He knew that very well but he appreciated that you kept up with that act. He found that amusing.

“Perfect! Let’s get started then” 

“What?” you said as he wrapped his warm hands around both your wrists, gently pushing you down on the mattress until you laid there with only your feet hanging off the bed. He put your wrists at each side of your face, laying his weight over you. He was heavy, but it was comforting, reassuring. You felt small but also safe under him. The heat from his body ignited a fire within you.

“Don’t worry babygirl” Chris whispered leaning into your ear. You felt his hot breath fanning your burning cheek. “Daddy will get you nice and ready for him.” You felt yourself flutter at the name. You were definitely responding to it.

Christopher licked big swipe on your ear making your breath itch in your throat and you bit your lip to repress a moan. Fortunately you didn’t have to think about it too much because Chris kissed you instantly, one of his hands leaving your wrist to wrap around your throat, his thumb pulling on your chin to open your mouth. You didn’t fight back, letting him slip his tongue into your mouth. He tasted sweet, like energy drinks and tropical fruit juice. Now you knew for sure he was completely sober. But Chris, on the other hand, wasn't so sure anymore, because he sure felt drunk right now. Drunk in you, in this kiss. He threw himself into you, moaning in your mouth as you arched your back and he rolled his hips into you, pressing his hard cock onto your hip.

Before you could think too much about it Chris stripped you of your clothes, one article after the other until you found yourself completely exposed to him. Chris got up and took a step back to admire your body under the rays of the sun piercing through the blinds. You were gorgeous, stunning and he couldn’t wait to finally be inside you.

He then pulled on your hips to bring you on the edge of the bed where he kneeled on the ground and gently parted your legs. 

“Fuckk” he cursed under his breath when he saw your cute little pussy already glistening with need and lightly twitching. He only wanted one thing: to taste you. So he did.

He first laid a gentle kiss on your clit which made you jolt up and he smirked against you in satisfaction.

“Awww baby. Are you always this sensitive or is it daddy doing that to you?” He licked a large stripe from your entrance to your clit, staying there for a second giving more attention to the sensitive bud. 

“F-fuckkk. No it’s y-you” you breathed in, arching your back and fisting the sheets beneath you. “Daddy is doing this to m-me”

Christopher felt his heavy length jump just as the mention of the word in your mouth, it sounded so fucking good, so fucking sexy. It made him want to please you, be good for you.

He licked and swirled his tongue on your swollen bud earning more moans and pants from you. Until your cunt was throbbing against his lips and your heart was beating in your ears.

“Im… Fuck… gonna c-cum” you said lifting your face to see Christopher looking up at you from between your thighs. 

“Go ahead baby. Cum for daddy”

You came undone at the end of his tongue, your walls fluttering around nothing, thick slick gushing out of you and covering Chris’ face. 

“God fuck.. don’t- s-stop” you begged, tensing up your legs and your orgasm ripped through you. Chris didn't stop there, instead he gradually slowed down to help you down your high at your own rhythm.

“Fuckkk... Please daddy I need you inside me” you said looking at him. And he got back on his feet again. With disconcerting ease he grabbed you at the hips and flipped you on your stomach and lifted you so you were on all fours. 

He reached for his night stand where he took out of one of the drawers a condom and tore the wrapper hastily. 

“Was hoping you’d say that babygirl”

As soon as the condom was on he brought his tip to your soaked and fluttering little hole. You were feeling desperately empty and you wanted nothing more than to be stuffed full of Chris’ big fat cock. You wiggled your hips to urge him to fill you up.

“Are you ready baby?” he asked, making sure one last time you were still on board. 

“Yess daddy.. Yes please. Don't make me beg” You said, despair dripping from your lips. And Christopher resisted the urge to do just that. Maybe another time.

He started to push his huge cock inside you and you braced yourself feeling your walls expand beyond belief to accommodate the thick and hard length. Very slowly Chris continued to progress inside you. You gritted your teeth, fisting the sheet even harder and exhaling a faint complaint.

“It’s okay baby. You can do it. Big breaths, ok?” Chris encouraged you before continuing.

Thanks to Chris’ prepping,  the pain was bearable. Now you didn't even have a single shadow of a doubt left. Chris was indeed bigger than Minho. 

Soon enough he managed to push the whole monstrous thing inside you.

“There you go baby” Chris said gently stroking your back. “That’s my good girl. Say when daddy can move okay, darling?” he laid a soft kiss to the crown of your back, his voice appeared to be somewhat strained. Your tightness was also hard to handle on his part.

“Ok” you huffed quietly.

You took a couple of seconds to get used to him but eventually the pain disappeared. 

“You… can move”

Slowly Chris started to pull out only to push right back in when his tip was just barely hinging in. 

“Oh- fuckfuckfuck” you panted. 

“You’re doing so good, baby. So good for daddy” Chris said, pulling out once again.

He repeated the process until he felt you relax around him and the sharp breaths and sighs turned into moans and whines. 

“Fuckk so… so fucking big” you said arching your back while Chirs’ big hands wrapped around your waist to pull you back on his cock everytime he was pushing in. 

“Fuck your little cunt is so wet and tight for me baby”

“Hmmm daddy” you whined. “Please faster”

“Fuck so fucking naughty” he said as started to fuck you faster, deeper, dragging your precious nectar on his cock and making you moan louder.

“Fuck I won’t last long baby”

“Pleasepleaseplease daddy I'm almost there” 

Chris circled your hip and brought two fingers to rub circles on your clit, you threw your head back, completely letting go of the last bit of sanity you had left. Chris felt you throbbing around his cock.

“Fuck daddy…I'm cumminggg” 

“That's it cum for daddy” Chris said, his voice was strained as he felt you flutter around him, urging him to let got. Spurts of hot cum rushed into the condom as he hips became erratic, as continuously fucked into you until you were both satifed and out of breath. 

You collapsed and he rolled next to you, taking the condom off and tying it before rushing to the bathroom and returning with a warm towel and handing it to you. 

“Fuck that was… amazing” he told you with a bright smile that you knew. 

“So you like being called daddy? Now I understand why you’re into kinky girls.” you said, raising an eyebrow, teasingly.

“Oh– Hm.. well. Yeah… sorry it was like in the heat of the moment” he scratched the side of his face before ruffling his brown curls.

“Oh don't worry about it. I liked it” 

“We should like.. do that again sometimes… I mean if you're down”

It’s funny how he started all cocky and confident and now he was the one stumbling on his words and being flustered. You found that cute.

“Yeah we should”

“CHRIS WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING???” You heard Jisung’s loud voice coming from the hall. “WE’RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR PRACTICE” He fumbled with the door handle. “WHY IS YOUR DOOR CLOSED?”

“Get the fuck out Jisung. I’m busy” Chris said and you giggled.

“Bro, I think he’s fucking someone in there” Jisung said, this time to someone else.

“OI, MATE WHO’S IN THERE WITH YOU?? IS IT Y/N??” Felix’ unmistakably low voice asked.

“I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT“ Chris shouted.

“Fuck… I think you made him mad.” Felix said.

“Bro how the fuck is it me? You the one who insisted” You heard the two voices getting further.

“Don’t pay attention to them” Chris said and you both laughed and went back to bed, to get a well deserved couple of hours of sleep before a day full of college classes.

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[moonybug444]

toxic!boyfriend connie who does not care!! even starts shit in front of his lil siblings :((

sunny n martin call you sissy🥹🥹n they call connie bubba!! tw both reader nd connie are lowkey abusive | name-calling | really toxic | reader may or may not be a cheater kinda left it at that.

you’re holding sunny’s tiny hand and adding the finally touches to her hello kitty themed nails, listening to her babble on nd on about this ‘cute boy from school’ n how her ‘hairs getting longer by the day’ n how shes just so excited to go shopping with you again.

you don’t mind though, in fact you love it. you’re glad she can pour her little heart out to you every once in a while when you come over. i mean she needs it, she’s technically always around boys. connie’s always got his friends over, n little martin—if not following connie around everywhere like a little puppy he’s at her hip yapping her ear off abt monster trucks and how he can do 3 pushups in a row now and as proud of him as she is, that’s definitely not what she wants to talk about.

she’s got a sparkle in her eye when you give her a cheery, ‘all done, girlfriend!’ and kiss her button nose.

she really does love you so much. she hates how mean connie can be to you sometimes.

no matter how much you try and hide it, she sees right past you. always giving you love filled hug.

connie’s walking in his little sisters room a beat later, little martin right by his side with his wolf plushy in hand. chubby cheeks dusting pink when he sees you. he’s just too darn cute. connies looking down at you n sunny sitting crisscross apple sauce on her frog shaped carpet with little nail stickers n gems scattered around.

“there you are,” he runs his hand over his tanned face, “been tryna keep ‘er all to yourself huh, sunny?” sunny giggles loud at that, popping up cheerfully n stomping over to connie.

“look what sissy did to my nails bubba!” she waves them in his face, cheeks clubbing up even more when she sees him look down at the nails, going into weird big brother mode.

hes grabbing her under her armpits and twirling her in the hair screaming that now shes ‘of the hello kitty royal family’ shes smiling impossibly wider and laughs along with martin and you.

you love how connie’s siblings excepted you almost immediately. moving from first name basis to the occasional nickname and then the sissy title fairly quick.

love how sunny’s always the first one to greet you when you step in their cozy home dragging you along, trying to spend all her time with you.

love how martin is always so much of a ‘gentleman’ to you—connie says you’re his first crush. you cant help but smile at that. ‘he’s always blabbing about you,’ connie’s mocks his baby brothers high pitch voice. ‘when’s sissy comin over connie, i wanna show her my new toy.’ and ‘m’movin away…gonna live with sissy!’

that should be enough for connie. enough for him to stop the name calling around them and the random arguements. turn on his filter at least a little!! but nope doesn’t matter when or where, when connie springer has something to get off his chest.

he’s gonna get it off n not think twice abt it.

>_<

connies laughing. laughing at you. it’s not genuine at all, he’s just trying to tick you off but it sure is working. you feel your face burning with every cackle that leaves his pink lips. acrylic nails digging into the cute mini skirt you've got on out of embarrassment.

he’s been going at it for some time now. you were upset because in the middle of chilling in the living room on the couch with sunny n martin—ponyo replaying on the tv for the nth time, he snuck up behind you, watching you scroll on depop looking at some new bikinis for a second before swiping it right outta your hand.

thinking it was just connie being silly, you ask for it back with a pretty grin on your face and a faux pout on your shiny plump lips.

but why does he look so mean? whys he chastising you for wanting your phone back? whys he embarrassing you and implying that you're a cheater in-front of his baby siblings?

because connie was bored.

‘why ya want it back so bad?’ he’s taking the hand not holding your phone and rubbing over his shabby overgrown buzz, putting on a huge smile for you before making a show of dropping it meanly. ‘got shit to hide?’

of course you don’t! you’re a lot of things but a cheater is certainty not on of them. and you tell him that.

he doesn’t listen though. pushes you down by the shoulders harshly when you try to reach up for your device and tells you ‘and stay down.’ like your some kinda dog or somethin. that’s the stuff that brings tears to your eyes.

>_<

hes not laughing as much anymore now. just letting out little giggles and trying to catch his breath. “you’re a crybaby. over a fucking joke. seriously are you—”

you keep reminding yourself that sunny n martin are watching. that you’re already a sobbing mess and you don’t need to embarrass yourself further in front of them. but all that goes out the window when hearing connie’s boisterous laugh grow louder.

“s’not about that connie! hic you-you dont fucking respect me…!” it’s true he doesn’t. you can tell he’s not even really listening to you right now, scrolling through the insta messages on your phone.

“not a fuckin cheater huh? what’s up with all the boys in your phone then huh slut?” he’s ducking the marc jacobs bag you throw at him just barely. there’s more tears pooling at your lash line. “don’ call me names you stupid asshole!” you're stomping over to him to do..something! you don't know yet, just know you wanna hurt him.

it takes a while for you to calm. connie has to hold you down after you’ve thrown half the shit in his living room at him n delivered one harsh slap to his face and scratching him up a bit. he’s calling you all sorts of names in the process. ‘slut, dumb-bitch, whore’ names that had sunny covering her little brother’s ears. it doesn’t help.

little martin’s brows are furrowed when his little sister jumps at a loud crash—its connie pushing you into the freshly restocked dishwasher, he looks up at his big sister, a pout on her lips and her little fists clenched and tucked to her sides.

connie tells them not to call anyone bad words. and if they do they’re reserved only for bad people. so martins confused.

“s’wrong sunny, big sissy’s not bad.”

>_<

you’re in connie’s room now, sitting on his bed watching him watch you. you look down.

you’ve calmed down but your still crying. connie’s wiping at your face and cooing at you. you feel your nails tighten in your skirt. he still has your phone—satisfied with the mini insta check he did—he placed it in the band of his boxers for now, he’ll check it better later. right now he needs to pacify his baby.

“s’just n-n-not fair hic connie..you take- hic take mine whenever, but hic m’not even allowed yours..” you’re nervous more than you should be, slowly looking up at his handsome face preparing for the worst. he’s already looking down, pulling you further in his lap. making sure to press a few kisses to your forehead.

“dont you ever do some shit like that in front of my siblings again,” he’s huffs, completely disregarding what you said. you wince when he’s tightening his grip on your hips and snarling at you, getting real close to your face, “all because you wanna be a fucking drama queen, you ruin the whole fucking day.”

you’re mad at him, so mad you cant help but start crying. again. you’re telling him how you didnt ruin the whole day..but your brains tellin you otherwise. theres snot coming down your nose when you tell him sorry and how you’ll never make a fuss about it again.

youre getting up heading to sunny and martin who are sitting in the kitchen, waiting for you n connie to come out the room holding hands like always.

but it’s just you with dried tears and a soft pout on your face. you’re bending down in front of them and they’re immediately pulling you into a calming hug.

>_<

you’re sleeping soundly in connie’s bed, pretty french toes peaking out of the big dark blue comforter draped over you. connie took a shower with you after completing ponyo again with sunny and little martin. you felt sleepy so he took you to his room and kissed you goodnight, promising your phone would be next to you when you woke up.

>_<

connie’s in the kitchen fridge door wide open with nothing but his plaid blue pj pants, drinking some of that good flavored coffee creamer n scratching the toned abs on his tummy, fully expecting everyone to be sound asleep. so he’s confused when he hears tiny feet running up to him followed by painless stomping on his sock clad foot. he looks down. oh, his baby brother.

he’s angry. little fist bunching up around his wolf plushy. trying to look as intimidating as possible.

“connies mean!” hes got tears in his eyes just thinking about it, “made sissy cry, s’not like a gentleman at all,” he puffs out. says ‘gentleman’ like ‘ganndleman’ and connie cannot take him fucking serious.

“alright,” he says it with a huff. lifting his wounded baby brother right off the ground, nd on his hip watching him thrash around. trying his best to hurt connie. “quit it.”

it doesn’t take long for the big boy facade to drop when connie’s rubbing his back and turning on ‘ponyo’ yet again. s’really the only movie he’ll watch. they’re chilling on the couch while martins’ sucking his thumb staring up at connie. connie’s used to his baby brothers weird habits. like staring at him 24/7 and gravitating towards connie every time he’s working out.

plopping his butt down on his brothers back when he sees him get in a push-up position.

“bubba why’d ya call sissy all those mean names,” he’s popping his fingers out his mouth, “said s’only for-for mean people..sissy’s not mean. sissy’s nice.” connie’s ruffling his head.

“s’cuz bubbas’ dumb sometimes.” he’s taking a breath. choosing his words carefully. “y’know i make mistakes too. (name) forgives me though so—”

“papa says that you learn from mistakes—”

“i have learned marty—” connie feels his brows getting pulled up.

“why do ya keep doin em them silly!” martins giggling at his brother. he doesn’t know how it’s possible—making the same mistake not once or twice but more time than he can count and still not catching up.

and connie doesn’t either.

#toxic!connie #aot connie #connie x reader #connie springer #connie springer aot #tw toxic relationship #tw toxicity #toxic!reader #was looking at pictures of sunny n martin n omg #theyre so cute #🥹🥹🥹

[kittyball23]

Ways to Tell (a Trolls fanfic)

Summary: It’s a little challenging, but four Trolls find a way to tell their biggest secret, whether to family, friend, acquaintance, or pet

A/N: Taking place before TBT :)

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“There’s something I need to tell you…”

Rhonda cocks her head at John Dory, her green eyes wide with curiosity as he starts to pull out a photograph from his hair, setting down the emptied bag of marshmallows they’d just finished wolfing down on the ground.

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“I probably should’ve told you a long time ago, but I wasn’t sure how to bring it up…”

Bruce looks down in shame, feeling a little guilty from keeping the secret for so long. Brandy pauses in her dishwashing and looks down at him, knowing something serious is up that would require her full attention to be on her husband. With a hand on her belly, swollen with her fifth pregnancy, she asks him a question.

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“What is it?”

Clay breaks his gaze away from Viva’s for a second to scratch the back of his neck, feeling a little embarrassed. “You know, I wasn’t always a very serious businessman and licensed CPA like I am now, Veevs. You see, I… um, I…”

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“... I was part of a boyband.”

Crimp’s eyes widen with interest. “Wow! Really?”

“Yeah,” Floyd responds, nodding his head. “We really were something, too. The biggest one that there was, I think…”

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“... and the most brodacious!”

Rhonda blinks, trilling with excitement at how excited John Dory was getting telling her about it. He holds the picture up before her nose and points out each figure.

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“You see, there was five of us. John Dory, he was the oldest. Always liked to be called ‘The Leader.’ My brother Clay was ‘The Fun Boy.’ Floyd was ‘The Sensitive One.’ Branch was ‘Bitty B, The Baby.’ And me, well… I was Spruce. ‘The Heartthrob….’”

“‘Spruce?’” Brandy asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah…” Bruce sighed. “I didn’t really want that whole ‘boyband’ thing following me for the rest of my life, so, when I got here, I changed my name…”

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“... because I’m not ‘The Fun Boy’ anymore,” Clay said firmly. “See, ‘Serious Boy Clay’ doesn’t do the ‘Rusty Robot’ anymore. He does the well-oiled machine robot, and it is NO fun at all.” He demonstrates by doing the dance.

Viva cocks her head. “Oh! Okay.” She still thought that it did look pretty fun, and was going to ask him if he was sure, but then another question popped into her mind.

“Wait, so if you guys were big and all, I mean… what happened?”

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Floyd sighs.

“A fight happened,” he explains. “It was mostly between John Dory, Spruce, and Clay. Spruce and Clay were getting tired of John Dory telling them what to do for the ‘Perfect Family Harmony,’ so they all quit. And I haven’t seen any of them since.”

“Aww…” Crimp slumped at hearing that. “Say… what’s the ‘Perfect Family Harmony’?”

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“It’s something we should’ve done that night, and if we did, we would’ve gone on the rest of our tour!” John Dory huffs, suddenly getting upset remembering the band’s breakup.

Rhonda notices his tension, and rubs against him, purring in an attempt to make him feel better.

JD pats her side. “Sorry for getting worked up, girl. It’s just that I know we could’ve done it. I wish things would’ve gone differently…”

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“... and maybe if they had, we would all still be together today.”

Brandy bent down, putting an arm around Bruce’s shoulder. “It wasn’t right for him to be so controlling like that,” she tells him. “You guys didn’t try to talk things out?”

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Clay shakes his head. “Nah, man. We were all too mad for that. The talking we did was yelling. And me n’ Spruce didn’t wanna put up with it anymore.”

“Oh…” Viva rubbed her arm. That was too bad to hear. A real story about a family divided by anger and differences was sadder than any sad book she and Clay would read in their sad-book club.

“Well,” Viva said, trying to remain chipper, “I mean, you can never say never, right? Maybe you guys will find each other again someday, and you’ll all be friends!”

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Floyd tilted his head, thinking about it. “Yeah… that really would be nice. I really wish I could see them again. Especially Baby Branch.” He smiled wistfully, thinking about his smallest, blue-haired brother, and wondering how many games of rummy he’d allowed their Grandma to win.

“I bet they’d be happy to see you,” Crimp assured.

“Yeah…” Floyd agreed, but then his smile disappeared. “If I ever find a way out of here…” He put his hands up to the diamond walls around him, still as firm as ever.

Unbeknownst to him, his two captors had been listening in on his conversation with their papery assistant, from just behind the door of the studio they were in.

“Did you hear that?” Velvet said excitedly to her brother.

“Uh-huh! It really is kinda sad,” Veneer replied, wiping away a little tear that had formed at the corner of his eye.

Velvet rolled her eyes at her brother’s emotions. “I think I can find a way to help our little friend, if you get what I mean.” She smiles sneakily, and Veneer isn’t quite on her train of thought yet.

“Uh… no?”

Velvet scoffs and drags her brother behind her. “Come on! Let me show you.”

She grabs a sheet of paper and takes the next five minutes composing a letter. When she’s done, she reads it out loud. “‘Dear John Dory, I am being held against my will by superstars Velvet and Veneer. Come to Mount Rageous at once and bring our brothers! Love Floyd, The Sensitive One.’” She beams and looks at him. “So, whaddya think?”

Veneer grimaces. “Um, are you sure you want those guys to come rescue him? I mean, we can’t lose a Troll, what we need is more Trolls, and how are we gonna do that if - “

He stops talking when Velvet gives him a “duh!” look, and the cogs begin turning in his head. “Ohhhh…” he drawls, a smirk tugging the corner of his lip. He puts an arm around Velvet and grins widely. “You know, I’m proud to call you my sister.”

Velvet nods, proud of herself, too. “I know!”

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“I’m glad you told me,” Brandy says, taking the news much better than what Bruce anticipated.

“Yeah, I’m glad, too. I promise I got no more secrets, honey.” He leans in to give her a hug, and then they are off. After all, four kids couldn’t be left alone for very long.

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“I never would’ve guessed you had four brothers, Clay,” Viva says, once he’s done telling his tale. She then grins, pulling out a scrapbook from her hair and opening it to show her friend the little family that was depicted there. “Would you believe I have a sister?”

Clay’s eyes widen and he grows curious. “Go on…”

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“Anyway, thanks for listenin’, girlie. You’re pretty good at it.”

Rhonda gives a bark, wagging her stumpy tail and giving John Dory one big doggy-kiss lick. He laughs, giving her a scratch behind the head and then making his way inside the caterbus, hanging up the photograph of him and his brothers up with the rest of his memorabilia.

He stares at it for a moment and then heads off to sleep, a dream visiting him of a time in which he was happy to sing alongside his brothers, and they were happy to be by his side, as great friends and bandmates.

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A/N: I tried following the “Two Scenes, One Dialogue” TV Trope, hopefully it makes sense!

#trolls #trolls 3 #trolls band together #dreamworks #brozone #john dory #spruce trolls #clay trolls #floyd trolls #branch trolls #fanfiction #kittyball writes #brodacious fanfiction #100+

[sorrowfulrosebud]

I LOVE WEREWOLF BAKUGO SO MUCH T-T Could I get more headcanons with him and the family? I trust your heart-warming ideas for the plot, anything you'd do would be suuuper cute :) <3

FOAMING. AT. THE. MOTHERFUCKING. MOUTH. Pls I’m dying, papa and pups 😭

Content: Wolf Bakugou and his pack

Genre: fluffy fluffy fluff

Katsuki is absolutely fucking whipped for each of his little pups and would kill a dragon for them if they asked him to. No questions asked, straight up growling if he can even smell salt from the tears of one of his pups

After he was abandoned from his pack, he genuinely thought he was gonna have to go through life alone, with no pups to take care of and no mate to cuddle with :((((

That is until you rescued him and now he’s the happiest wolf in the world <3333

He teaches his babies to do everything wolf-like, such as hunting small rabbits, how to howl properly, how to scratch that nasty itching spot…

He does not stop calling them his pups, even if they were to bring back their own mate and pups when they’re older.

Katsuki loves lazy winter days in the cabin where he can hear the pitter patter of small feet from outside of your bedroom, alongside some small giggles and shushing. He pretends to be asleep when each small puppy pounces on the both of you, pulling you out of your sleep as Katsuki cackles at your disturbed face.

He grabs each of your puppies and rearranges them so they can fit in your massive plush bed and soon enough the room is filled again with small snores, cold feet and croons from the both of you.

My poor guy is so touch starved, so pack cuddles are a must. Just picks up you and the pups, carries you over his shoulder, the back of two of your babies shirts in his teeth and the other two in his arms. This illicits giggles from everyone, even you as you’re all plonked on the bed.

KATSUKI CARRYING THE PUPS IN HIS TEETH. BIG BEEFY MAN, SMALL TEENY BABIES IM GONNA DIEEEE

Even though it’s against the pack’s rules, Kirishima brings his mate Mina to see the puppies and OMFG they’re in love 😭

They bring their puppies around (all 10 of them. Don’t look at me, Kiri just loves his mate) so both pairs of mates can sit and talk whilst your children play with each other 😖😖💞😤

When each small pup runs themselves ragged and they fall asleep one by one, you can normally find them slotted against and on top of one another, legs kicking and growling whilst they dream in unison

He gets so sad when the floppy ears of his babies finally stand up bc that means that they’re growing up and they’re gonna leave him and he’s gonna have no more babies at home and, and-

You normally have to kiss him and play with his ears when he gets like this bc then he’s just gonna be in a sulky mood :((

It’s so funny when they all fall asleep in a big pile bc when they’re dreaming (like how dogs do), Katsuki’s face contorts into a hunting face and lets out little snarls and sometimes even kicks his legs, but then you look at your pups and they’re doing the same as their daddy 😭😭💞💞

The youngest puppy was nearly a stillborn due to a medical breach in the womb, so now whenever Katsuki is growling at his pups for knocking their mama he softens a bit at his young boy’s tears </3

The oldest is more like him, all growls and puffed up chests, the second eldest is more reserved but can be very playful, the third pup is very cocky and sorta mean, but the youngest pup is the shyest and most sensitive of them all (shit, now I wanna write more about the pups now >:)))

They get so protective of you when you go out, each pup holding a hand and letting out small angry yips whenever a man gets too close.

LMAOO you’re stood there whilst 4 puppies are yipping at a random stranger and Katsuki is stood there like:

“Katsuki! Don’t encourage this kind of behaviour 😤😤”

“Okay fine, woman! 🙄🙄 Pups, knock it off!” He growls as you nod in approval. Each of your babies stare at their papa after you walk in front of them before he’s giving them all high fives and ruffling their hair 💪💪💪

Katsuki just turns into a giant puddle of goo whenever his babies beg for something, he is NOT resilient to puppy eyes in the slightest. If it’s something that the babies don’t usually ask for and they’re good, he’ll let them have it but he would never let the pups become spoiled brats (papa suki on top 😤)

He is the best as a papa wolf, please send in more asks like this 😭

#bnha x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou x reader fluff #hybrid bnha #hybrid bnha x reader #bakugou #bakugou angst #wolf bakugou #wolf bakugou x reader #he loves his pups so much sobs #just a big fluffy mess

[spicyseonghwas]

[11:48pm]

pairing kang yeosang x male reader viewer rating 13+ genres/au's fluff, boyfriend!yeosang content warnings physical contact, kissing, playful hair pulling (kinda), pet names, implied suggestive content word count :: 431 words network tags :: @preciousillusions-net a/n i cant quite remember if i posted this or not, but it was in my google doc that held all my drabbles for my old account, so i edited it a bit! please reblog this if you like it! likes do not help my algorithm.

you grinned and hid your face in your hands as you inched shyly out of your and yeosang's shared bathroom.

"i'm here baby, you can look-" you said. but you were cut off as yeosang wolf-whistled at you.

"dayum," he said loudly, "pretty, pretty boy! y'know, you look drop-dead gorgeous in my clothes. i'm having trouble keeping a grip on myself while you're in here with me."

you grinned again, giggling like a little boy as you ran over to the bed and flopped into the pillows, an almost unnoticeable blush creeping onto your cheeks as you felt yeosang's fingertips graze over your thighs. you squealed and kicked your feet, playfully swatting his hand away as he rolled over onto you and started peppering your neck and tomato-red face with kisses.

yeosang giggled, wrapping his arms around your sides and burying his face in your neck, nuzzling the skin with the tip of his nose as he wrapped his arms around your body.

"y-yeoyeo-" you stuttered in between giggles, "st-stop it, that ti-ckles-"

you (struggled a bit and) rolled over underneath him and pushed him off, jumping on top of him and rendering him flat on his back and partially immobile as you straddled his waist.

yeosang smiled his signature soft, absolutely perfect smile that always made you melt like cheese whenever he gave it to you. he pouted cutely and reached up, cupping your face in his hands and pulling you down into a kiss that nearly made your heart stop.

"i had no idea you felt so strongly about me wearing your clothes," you said when yeosang finally let you get a breath of air.

"mmm... well i mean it baby," he responded, "you look hot as fuck in my clothes, we should do this more often. i'm having thoughts about you that i should not be allowed to talk about."

you snickered mischievously, wiggling your arms out of his grip and making grabby hands motions at him. "well then, c'mere. if you can't tell me, why not show me instead?"

this time it was yeosang's turn to snicker evilly as he leaned slowly inward, crawling over you and letting his fingers tangle into your hair with a light tug. it wasn't any sort of uncomfortable pain, just enough of a burn that the adorable, giggly boy he had pinned in his arms would react.

"oh i will, puppy, just you wait..."

your eyes widened for a split second before you broke out into a snickering fit.

"oh yeah, big boy?" you taunted playfully, "well i don't wanna wait."

© seonghwas-lighter 2023-2024.

#chaece.exe 🌑 #k labels #ultkpop #ateezlovenet #cacaokpop #preciousillusionsnet #ateez #yeosang #kang yeosang #ateez x male reader #kpop x male reader #kpop x lgbt #male idol x male reader #ateez x male reader fluff #ateez x atiny #kang yeosang x male reader #yeosang x male reader #yeosang fluff #yeosang x male reader fluff

[lovecanbesostrange]

ouattober2023 Day 6: Fav Rarepair

Red Warrior (aka Mulan Rouge, fandom, it was right there, come on)

The gif speaks for itself already, Do I need to say more? No. Will I? Absolutely.

Back in S2 I was very happy. I had Sleeping Warrior to ship and also Red Beauty. Two good ships. But over the years there was the question "what if Mulan and Ruby ever met?". It seemed like a fun constellation. The honorable warrior, serious, focused, happily doing her duty. And the werewolf waitress who effortlessly talks to people, who can be mean if need be (and the full moon is out). Imagine Ruby showing Mulan around Storybrooke. She'd have her start her own gym so fast. (After being teased for so long, somebody should have taken Mulan to Storybrooke and let her watch a film already.)

I watched S5 spoiler free. No promos. It's fun. But there is always the guest cast list and seeing the names Jamie Chung and Meghan Ory when The Bear King started? EXCITEMENT! I was then mesmerized by the Mulan&Merida scenes, I almost forgot I was waiting to see Ruby again. And oh boy, THE WOLF! Once again foiled with magic, but that was okay. When Mulan arrives at the Witch's Hut next? A different kind of magic happening indeed...

Meet Cute noun; (in a film or television programme) an amusing or charming first encounter between two characters that leads to the development of a romantic relationship between them.

Yep, I'd say Mulan almost getting attacked saying "you're not a wolf" with a big smile "you just need a little help remembering who you are", then splashing that potion to reveal Ruby, now sorta sitting above her? Perfect meet cute you can talk about for ages. It calls back a pivotal point from Mulan's past and we get to see a mostly decent CGI wolf (in broad daylight). Especially because we know that Red has killed people before and it's so unclear how much control she has, what exactly the Witch has done to her, ending it with her all smiling as well, is great. Of course I have to cry about "My name's Ruby. My friends call me Red." (Sorry, Mulan should have called her Red later on, to hammer that home.)

Mulan has hearteyes from the get-go, Ruby sits there panting. Frame this and put it in a museum. A clashing meeting that is definitely cute. I mean, there's a sword and fur involved.

It's funny how Mulan forgets to even introduce herself and Ruby has to ask her name later on (because suddenly it's night, how long did they sit like that?). And for somebody who likes to overanalyze it's hilarious how they do manage that Mulan mentions Aurora - with the sad music swelling in the background, to remind us all how their last meeting went - and then we cut to Ruby saying goodbye to Snow. In my mind a good reason this pairing works is, that they can get drunk together and lament how terribly in love they both once were with a princess. It's a fun thing to bond over.

Mulan is clearly the rare holder of the braincell, she also brings in a lot of training, so a good fighting form. Ruby is the muscle, but especially for the EF she has a special kind of wit thanks to the curse!persona. The Bear King allowed us to see a darker side of Mulan, hitting rock bottom, being selfish and looking for a fight.So Ruby is a great person to have her enjoy life and find a balance between duty and fun. This is kinda the promise at the end of the ep, finding a path for Mulan, while Ruby searches werewolves.

Obligatory Doylian rant: Red Warrior was the plan. Whatever you wanna say about the writers, they knew this episode was a romantic set-up. There was a cryptic tweet, some drama and so it's all speculative, but I have made my peace that this came down to studio interference. The live action Mulan film was in the works already, it was coming, Mulan is an official big Disney princess and even though everybody with a bit of media literacy understood that Mulan was very much in love with Aurora, there was this plausible deniability and she wasn't like... that gay. Oh no. And this is why Dorothy got squeezed in, Mulan left with nothing. Clearly not what was promised to Jamie Chung. I have no proof, but it is the best explanation how we went from The Bear King to Ruby Slippers (zero hate for that episode or the Red Kansas ship!!).

I want to know what kind of adventures they had together. How did they go about this search? Any rumors about wolves? The maddening thing is how they managed to end up in Oz at all. I know there's a mysterious BTS pic for the ep. But nevermind, what we do get in the beginning is a duo with a routine, complete with a badass back-to-back protective stance. I always pictured them together in Storybrooke, Ruby showing Mulan around. But I guess what I needed was them out in the woods alone, traveling realms and kicking ass (I'm a simple girl, with simple needs).

Two wonderful interactions at the end of TBK are when the Witch arrives at the coronation. Ruby is ready to go on the offense, but Mulan holds her back. Just a few frames, but it's perfect. And then there's their little banter Ruby: "I might not be the best person to ask for dating advice. I kind of ate the only boyfriend I've ever had." Mulan: "Yes, that disqualifies you." [...] Ruby: "It's better than wallowing in self-pity." Mulan: "I don't wallow!"

THEY ARE ALREADY PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER! Endless teasing and running head first into enemies (don't worry, Mulan has a plan; Ruby dramatically takes off her cloak... sometimes even when there is no wolf moon, just to distract enemies).

#ouattober2023 #Red Warrior #Mulan Rouge #Ruby Lucas #OUaT Mulan #I shipped them before they even met - I flew too close to the sun with this

[ravenwolfie97]

okay so initial thoughts on honkai star rail after i played like half of the tutorial bit this morning before work

first off, for the record, i have not played or heard much of anything about honkai impact 3rd and i have only played genshin impact pretty much since launch so my expectations were "genshin but sci-fi fantasy" but i can say that's not quite what i got (here’s a read more if you don’t care lol)

- immediately i notice that the graphics fidelity is gorgeous, very sleek and clean - it startled me a bit but also made me happy that the lip flaps are synced to the english dub! it seemed to flow really well even with the expression changes. the dialogue system doesn't seem all too different from genshin or. any other system like that. but it's got a pretty nice polish on the transitions between different states - the animation in the cutscenes and battles are really good, clearly they had a real talented team working on them. the characters feel so bouncy and expressive and it is pretty darn satisfying - the UI and interactive language is pretty much exactly the same as genshin with a sci-fi coat of paint. that's not a bad thing necessarily but like. it's pretty obvious - so the way combat and elemental powers work is very different from genshin, which frankly i should have expected, given this is a turn-based rpg. and i shouldn't have too much trouble with it, since turn-based rpgs are kind of a staple in my game roster, but for some reason i had trouble connecting with it. obviously finishing the tutorial would help, but it didn't feel as intuitive as i expected elements are presented in more of a traditional jrpg type of way where there are clear weaknesses you can exploit on enemies if you attack with a certain element. idk if i fully mean this but i think it kind of ruins part of the fun of discovering an enemy's weakness when the game itself just. tells you what it is off the bat also the types are weird in that they have pretty static effects in terms of what they do, the variability in moves is probably also explained further in character profiles but i haven't found how to look at that yet bkjljl - i'm fascinated by the ideas of Quantum and Imaginary types. what does that even mean. how do those manifest - i think it was a bit of a bold move to start the game off with two random characters talking about the world as if things are normal and known, and then having them influence your player character into. being in the plot not that i didn't like kafka and silver wolf. in fact i love both of them a lot. but i also had no context and had no goddamn idea what was going on so i was thrown pretty off-guard first thing which isn't exactly the greatest first impression lol - why is she named March 7th. does anyone know. is there a joke lost in translation or is it because she's like a pseudo-mascot character or. what - speaking of march actually i really want to like her but so far her character reeks of "hi i'm a girl". her skill is called "The Power of Cuteness" and one of her abilities is called "Girl Power" and so far her personality is cute, kind, and kinda stupid. it's a bit much. but she's neat - i have no big opinions on dan heng except he's neat and people keep saying he's the kazuha of star rail bc windy maple leaf boys but they're wrong bc dan heng has a stabby not a slicey and he can only hit one person at a time while kazoo thrives on the multi-hit AoE damage - i do love that the MC's weapon is just. a future baseball bat. that they get to smack people really hard with. no element, just big smack - oh yeah hyv loves to queerbait i guess cuz that wasn't CPR honey the twitter crowd wasn't kidding - i can’t think of anything else rn cuz it’s past midnight but star rail is neat and i like the little train rabbit dog mascot it’s cute and i wanna get past the tutorial hkjbjk

#genshin impact #honkai star rail

[dreadfutures]

Loving LUMO: 2018 to Present :)

Just up in my feelings about my dog today. He's doing great! I love my dog! I just wanna talk about him. A lot. :) Like this is looooong.

I got my dog at the end of my senior year of undergrad, after I knew I got into a PhD program. I knew I couldn't make it through alone so I wanted a dog.

When I was young, I wanted a wolf! I wanted big fluffy scary looking dogs. Then I wanted a pretty, fluffy, exotic dog. But as I grew older and actually MET dogs (I didn't have a lot of them in my life before), I realized that those weren't the dog breeds for me. I wanted a dog that fit my lifestyle, but also a dog that NEEDED a home, and love. And I wanted to make an impact, rescuing a breed that was often found in overflowing shelters in the US.

Why coonhounds? **mentions of animal abuse, skip to the next section

In California, shelters are primarily full of huskies, chihuahuas, german shepherds, and pitbulls. Since I didn't know where I was going to live or what the ordinances would be, I reluctantly decided I couldn't get a pitty. Many of the chihuahuas, huskues, and GSDs in shelters have serious health problems, probably coming from puppy mills and unethical breeding situations. I knew that any dog could develop an expensive health condition (foreshadowing) but I wanted to find a breed where that was less likely to happen.

I had read that the less "pretty" working dogs are usually better bred. They're smart, learn quickly, and (many hunting dogs) are content with long lazy seasons on the couch. I also learned that hunting dogs are abused and abandoned after hunting season, especially when people get "hunting breeds" and assume all the complex training of hunting is instinctive--it's not, it must be trained. But these "Defective"/"Failed" hunting dogs are let go to freeze and starve, and shelters can't take all of them. Someone called them the chihuahua of the south lol.

“It is sad when they treat these dogs as ‘tools’ they can throw away, instead of treating them like family members.”

Whether dumped or lost, these hunting dogs end up in local shelters, if they’re lucky. Many times they end up shot, hit by cars, or die of starvation or disease.

Believe me I read up on all the downsides of adopting a rescue vs. getting a purebred puppy from a breeder. I read up on all the downsides of hunting breeds. And even so I knew this was probably going to be a good fit.

I also found Maddie on instagram, who is a gorgeous redtick coonhound and possibly the most well-trained dog in the world. I was convinced and turned to a national Coonhound Rescue that takes coonhounds from the south and moves them across the country to be loved in places where they're not so common.

Finding Lu

I originally did want a female redtick that looked like Maddie, so I put in an application for one. The rescue called me and said they had another dog in mind for me and my lifestyle, "But he has a lot of skin! That means he drools A LOT."

His name was Dallas.

Dallas is a handsome 2 year old American English Coonhound being fostered in [city]. He enjoys the simple life and loves nothing more than a warm, comfy place to sleep. He is housetrained, cratetrained and leashtrained; also good in the car. He would do well in a home with slightly older children and would make an excellent companion. This boy wants a loving and consistent family or person to show him how great his life can be. He weighs about 55 lbs and also does well with cats and other dogs.

This is the photo I was sent. :) I fell in love. This was going to be my dog! MY DOG. My first dog. Mine.

I was told he had been found on the streets, emaciated and sick, and that he had become an absolute counter surfer and couch potato in his foster home. And he could climb 10 ft fences if he saw a cat lol. They said he had "anxiety," but as I learned it was severe, severe PTSD from abuse.

I was originally going to name him Mo. For "Mopey." He had the saddest brown eyes and emo eyeliner, it seemed to fit. But "Mo" sounds a lot like "No!" and I soon realized they weren't kidding about hounds being independent and strong-willed. I still wanted "Mo" to be part of his name, but decided on LUMO as a chemistry reference since it was very relevant to my subfield I was going into. So he became "Lu."

The very first day I took him home, he had explosive diarrhea all over the car and there were no dog bathing places taking walk ins, so I had to haul his 35 pounds of skin and bones into the bath. Intense bonding experience to be sure.

He was so, so skinny. You can see in the photos how knobby his tail is, and how you can count his spine, and how all his ribs and his hips stick out. People would come up to me at restaurants and YELL at me "don't you FEED YOUR DOG?????? how can you be so cruel?" as if there wasn't a possibility that I was rescuing an emaciated and abused dog?

I thought he was skinny because of his past on the streets, and I think that was part of it for sure. But what I learned was that he wasn't just having digestive issues because he was "adjusting to his kibble" -- he's actually allergic to chicken, and he was on a chicken diet.

He was losing a lot of weight from the diarrhea, and he was SO itchy, and he had constant infections in those big, soft ears. We did a lot of elimination to figure out his allergies and he's actually allergic to a lot of things, but chicken is by far the worst.

As soon as I switched him to salmon, he started gaining weight really well, shooting up to a healthy 50 pounds. He also stopped getting constant ear infections!

The trauma

So the thing about Lu is that he isn't just "anxious." Anxious doesn't describe him:

He was terrified of blond men with sunglasses. Like just wanted to melt into the ground and phase through walls levels of terrified. My best friend and room mate was a blond man who wore sunglasses all the time. Fortunately he had grown up on an Estate with a whole bunch of working dogs and was so good at helping me get him over his fear. He was afraid of strangers in general, but none as much as blond and bald guys.

He was GREAT on leash from the start! But randomly, he would just...stop. Freeze, plant his feet, stare glassy-eyed into the distance at nothing at all. Nothing in particular triggered it. Not sounds, not anything I could identify in common. Just sometimes...he'd just freeze and shut down. I had to carry him sometimes as far as a football field to get home. Often it was right in the middle of the street. :( After ten or so minutes of staring, he would come-to, and he would sit down and look around all disoriented.

Also I had been warned about how some dogs "pull" on leash. It turns out that most people are talking about pulling...ahead. And training a dog who pulls ahead is WAY different than a dog who tries to pull backwards. Lu was so skinny that he could slip out of his harness, no matter what size of his harness. I quickly learned there was no tying him off and going into restaurants by myself, because he could EASILY chew through any leash in a few seconds, and he could slip right out of his harness and just DIP. But even on walks, during his PTSD flashback moments, he could pull back so hard his arms would come up by his head and he'd just noodle out of his harness.

He was terrified of stairs. Going up and down. My bedroom was on the second floor. The beach was down a steep flight of stairs.

He had no idea how to play with other dogs at all.

He was scared of grass. It was as if he had never stepped on grass before and thought it was lava. I'm suspicious that he might have been trapped in a concrete outdoor dog run or kennel for most of his young life.

He had persistent UTIs... and he counter surfed and ate a whole stick of butter, and went into acute pancreatic failure.

He had some sort of paw trauma. it was impossible to touch his paws, let alone clip his nails. No matter how skinny and weak he was, it took more than 5 people to hold him down long enough to clip his nails. He was terrible at the groomers. Dremels weren't any betters.

Pretty early on I had to settle for "progress" over "perfect."

We took baby steps together. From May to August, he became so much more outgoing. He fell in love with my two tall blond sunglasses guy friends. He started learning to get excited about toys. And we developed a routine so he wouldn't destroy my room when I left him alone.

I had to respect that he definitely, 100%, always knew what I wanted him to do when I gave him commands. And when he refused and said "No," there was no food, no toy, no incentive I could give him to get him to do it. At least not that time.

When I first moved to grad school that September, I had a lot of people in my cohort come over to my apartment. Lu hid under my bed the whole time and wouldn't take any treats to coax him out. We lay a whole pack of turkey in front of him and he wouldn't come out. :(

But within a few months, he had a growing circle of human friends that he was comfortable with. And honestly even by October of that year, if a new stranger came to the apartment, all they had to do was get up on the couch and offer him a Merrick toothbrush treat and he'd be in their lap.

Here he is with his companion cube in early 2019. He loved that suede couch lol.

Health issues :(

So because he ate a whole stick of butter and went into acute pancreatitis, we started monitoring his blood levels. They got better after treatment--but never back to "normal." They remained at the "hmm this looks like renal failure, Cirrhosis, or hepatopathy" levels, which was weird, because he was constantly getting happier and acting healthier every day!!

Eventually a vet suggested we see an internal medicine specialist. Turns out.... Lu's liver is like. Tiny. Like puppy sized. He has had this disease since he was a baby, which is why he's never known he was sick lol.

After about 9k of imaging and stains and biopsies, we learned:

He has copper hepatopathy, which today my new vet's jaw dropped as a like "WOW we HEARD about this in vet school but I've NEVER actually seen it! It's so rare!"

His liver is tiny, full of fibrosis, cirrhotic, tons of remodeling (in the bad way). His liver is ORANGE from how much copper is in it. The damage is completely irreversible. I have a copy of the biopsy & lab results and I can just imagine the scientist at the research institute they sent the samples off to, their voice as they wrote this report. It screams "HOW IS THIS DOG ALIVE?"

I just find it so funny, as another analytical scientist.

The other funny thing is that they prescribed him chelation therapy to help him get better (it didn't help and he doesn't get worse without it, so we have since stopped that; it was expensive). My PhD thesis is in metal chelation lolololol of Ni, Co, Cu. lololol

So that was an expensive process. He has to have a prescription low-copper diet, which has stopped most of his symptoms of this disease, and we have to do expensive blood tests to make sure he doesn't get worse.

And then he became a sock eater.

He passed the first few. Then he got sick. With the vet's help, he was able to pass it without surgery. And then the next time, it was life or death.

The vet I went to was so unethical and immoral but it was my only fucking option. I wouldn't have my dog here if my best friend at the time hadn't been wealthy enough to give me the 13k I needed on the spot, in cash, to save my dog's life with surgery.

In the hospital, the fucking awful vets:

claimed to use dissolving stitches. I don't think they did; I still feel them! 4 years later!!!

let him get a skin infection all over his body that made his paws swell up and bleed, and his paw pads fall off and bleed. It was terrifying. And cost me more money of course. It was so evil. He still has scarring all over his legs from it where fur hasn't grown back :(

He has bad teeth but according to the vet "not the worst! :)"

He expresses his glands in his sleep sometimes. UGHHHH they don't tell you that about dogs lol.

He still is terrible for claws. It's been worse and worse lately, to the point where I worry about how long his nails are and whether it will be bad for his joints. But it's the only thing he's really ever been aggressive for. :( I really worry about him. I have trained him to scratch a board of sandpaper to file them down, but they get sharp that way too lol.

Progress, not perfect. He lets me give him paw massages and check his nails and manhandle him, but just. Not clippers or dremel. :( Not there yet.

Anyway, he has been super healthy for many years now. He's got lumps and bumps and skin tags. The vet thinks he's about 9 years old, and definitely a senior. ;_; <3

Things I Love about LUMO

His ears are, I'm not kidding, the softest material in the world. And so warm. He loves it when I stick my finger in his ear and tickle his brain. He loves an armpit scratch. His tail used to be like, stuck, in such a sad position and I never thought he'd wag his tail and now it waves high all the time.

They told me he would probably never be a dog who plays. But when I got him, within a few weeks, I found the puppy inside of him. He runs like a silly rocking horse, completely uncoordinated and flopsy. He'll do fetch. He loves surgically disemboweling stuffed animals. He throws around his XTREME CHEW PLASTIC ANTLER and plays fetch with it with me.

He has several "spots" where I can get his leg thumping when I scratch him. He loves to be wrapped up in a burrito of blankets and sit in a sunbeam.

He leans on me and looks up at me with those big brown eyes and there's no fear or sadness in them anymore it's just sweetness and silliness.

He is so smart. He's attended a bunch of PhD level classes, and he's developed his own language. He's so smart. He knows how to tell me what he wants, he knows the rules and knows how to push them right up to the limit. He loves his sweaters. He will tell me what he wants by tapping on things with his paw. He knows that if I hold out my left hand it's to hold his paw and do a shake. If I hold out my right hand it means wait. He knows that the camera I have can see him and he'll knock it over so he can do mischief.

He loves his velvet chaise lounge. He loves his memory foam ultrasoft velvet bed. He loves his goose down comforter. He loves to sit on my pillow and fart. He basks in sunbeams and curls up in a tiny tiny little ball and he shrimps and sucks on his toes. He's basically a cat. He doesn't really want to go on walks, he pulls me back inside as soon as he's done his business. Except for when we have company--he loves walking with a pack of people.

When he talks to me, like just having a conversation, he sounds like a seal. Like a tortured seal. Or like a crying baby. He's never really figured out how to be a dog or sound like a real dog but we understand each other that's what matters.

He absolutely takes advantage of this to complain when I am not giving him what he wants. He'll roll over on the ground like a drama queen and wail and cry like I'm abusing him and it's because I'm across the room holding a pork chop that's just for me.

Today in the car he was WAILING like a seal, which usually means "LET ME OUT I NEED TO POOP" but after 3 or 4 tries to walk him, he made it clear that what he ACTUALLY meant was "PEDAL TO THE METAL GIRLS LET'S GO WHY AREN'T WE MOVING WHY IS THERE NO WIND ON MY FACE OR FLAPPING IN MY EARS MOOOOOOOOOVE."

For a while he was 69 pounds (NICE) but he's back to 64 lol. He stays between 63-70 pretty much depending on how active he is.

Anyway I have been reminiscing a lot because I figured it was time to add him to the "happy endings" page on the rescue website and I was going down memory lane.

Looking at the photo I took on the day I brought him home, and a photo I took last month, you can see his white face is spreading.

The defined white bit on his nose that whispers between his eyes has now spread to both his eyebrows, and his cheeks are getting quite white. But his eyes are bright and his ears are perked up and he is safe and warm and loved and stinky and soft. He gets fresh treats all the time (he loooooves celery, and pears, and sometimes carrots and sweet potatoes. and tortilla chips. and salmon oil.). He loves his prescription kibble and our routine. He has lovely friends and lovely car rides and he is just the best dog I could have asked for in my life when I got him and every day.

I've had to be so patient and calm and kind even when I was scared and angry, with his stress and his ptsd and his destructiveness and messiness. All he deserves and needs is love and he knows what's wrong and what isn't, sometimes he just can't help himself, and we move on together. He made sure I had a reason to come home and not sleep in lab during my PhD. He made sure I had a reason to get out of bed during my PhD.

And now we're just living our best lives together. :)

#personal #loving lumo #dogs of tumblr #idk if that's a thing #rescue dog #coonhound

[scribblestatic]

Izuku eventually talks to Inko about Venom as they get older, but by this point, Izuku and Venom are barely separate entities. Although they have different experiences from prior to their current symbiotic relationship, they are so intrinsic to each other's survival that they made up a name to refer to the both of them.

Inky. Or Inkkun.

So, if Inko calls Izuku's name in the morning for him to get up and he doesn't reply, she peeks into his room. Depending on if there was something on late at night he wanted to watch, he might still be asleep.

Inko sighs. "Inkkun, could you wake up, please?"

Black ichor slips from Izuku's skin and covers his body, opalesque eyes blinking open. With practice, the inky covering is only over his skin, so his clothes fill in further with the loss of available space. Izuku wears baggier clothes to accommodate their change nowadays.

So, it's like there's a big, inky, somehow fuzzy wolf in a "sleeping" T-shirt and All Might themed pajama pants.

"We were watching the All Might series marathon."

"I had a feeling it was something like that... Please help Izuku get ready for school, hon."

"Mmm don't wanna..."

Inkkun still crawls out of bed on all fours and slinks past her to the bathroom, though. A minute or so later though, Inkkun is sitting around the corner of the kitchen, still brushing his teeth, giving her their equivalent of puppy eyes.

"Inkkun..."

"No school, Mom..."

She sighs, realizing he swallowed the toothpaste again.

"Why don't you want to go to school?"

"No one likes us. Don't think we're important. Even though we have a 'quirk,' we get bullied."

Inko frowns, pausing as she flips the egg omelette she's making for breakfast.

"I talked with the principal about that already."

"Pah. Doesn't care about us. No one there cares."

Inkkun grumbles as he heads back to the bathroom briefly to rinse his mouth out...or drink the sink water, whichever he decides. She can't follow after him since she's still cooking, but her jaw clenches slightly.

Izuku never told her about the bullying before. It wasn't until after Izuku finally introduced her to Venom that she started learning more about what his school life was like. Izuku didn't lie much, but he would omit details. Venom, however, seemed nearly incapable of lying, which bled over into Inkkun.

As she plates their breakfast, Izuku's the one who enters, now dressed in his school clothes and trying button his gakuran. He looks drowsy, though upon seeing Inko, he becomes a bit sheepish.

"So, when were you going to tell me you're still getting bullied?"

A black, liquidy head forms through his school shirt, right beside his own.

"Never."

"Venom..."

"Izuku..."

He huffs, frustrated. "I just... I want to handle it on my own. We can't rely on you all the time."

"...You're right that you can't."

But she walks over, raising their chins to look up at her.

"But you're my little boy. And right now, I'm the one who trusts the school to both educate you and treat you right. If they don't, then that's a problem I'm supposed to help you face. Failing to do one means they're failing to do the other, too."

'Mom is right,' Venom says in their head, 'Listen to Mom. Or eat their brains. That would solve it.'

'No.'

'How about their ear? They have two of those. Missing one won't hurt too much.'

'No eating people, we promised.'

'Ugh.'

----

Now, time for some sillies.

Izuku likes to finish his homework at school or the library before coming home. Cause home is Inkkun time.

He walks in the front door, takes off his shoes, sets down his bag, and becomes creacher.

"Woof."

He strolls around the house on all fours very comfortably. He even found a way around washing his hands all the time. Venom will control their balance, and Izuku's human arms can reach out and touch things. He can also use his tentacles to pick things up.

Oh, right, yeah. He has tentacles. He usually forms them from his tail or back to grip and carry things.

So, sometimes, if Inko works a bit later than usual, she'll come home to Inkkun eating face first out of a bowl of french fries or containers of natto. More than once, she found him with a plastic bag on the floor to catch all the spillage from the fish he caught--he's been sneakily stealing from a salmon farm as of recent.

He just kinda stuffs them in his mouth, not minding the bones or gills or whatever else. It's all delicious, especially the fatty ones.

Venom usually suggests eating people just for the fun of it rather than out of legitimate hunger. Izuku casually shuts the thought down every time.

---

One day, Inkkun gets up, but he's not in goopy dog form.

Venom is under Izuku's skin, but Izuku's green eyes are instead opalescent.

It's at this point they've almost fully fused. The DNA of Izuku's human body has rearranged itself almost entirely, with him being unable to live without a connection to Venom. At the same time, the solid parts of Izuku's body makes sonic attacks that are usually a weakness for symbiotes into a mere annoyance instead.

The main thing is that the blood of people with quirks is incredibly disgusting. So, of course, Venom's brain-eating suggestions are almost always just banter. They wouldn't suggest eating brains seriously unless they were literally starving to death.

So, it's more that Inko smells delicious because she's constantly bringing them the food with the best chemicals, and because love smells good. Inko is completely off the menu.

Also Inkkun can almost completely dematerialize. As in, Izuku's body can dissolve and reconstruct almost completely without worry. So, while most humans are constrained by their shoulders of hips, like a cat, Inkkun can fit his entire body through anything big enough for his skull. He can even squeeze his skull down just a little for slightly smaller spaces.

Izuku's skull eventually becomes one of the last things differentiating Izuku from Venom. Not that Izuku's worried, nor is Venom.

They belong together, in one body, after all.

---

Inkkun likes to nap and sunbathe. You'll just see a big ol black, slick yet fuzzy blob laid out in a sunny spot. When he stretches his legs, his paw peets stretch out, as does his tail. If he's super comfy, he'll melt a lil bit.

When he's not hungry or full of energy, he's actually quite relaxed. Slinks around the apartment in full goop form, wuffing under his breath and sniffing at stuff to ensure it smells the same.

If Inkkun's really in a doggy mood, he'll sniff his mom 's shoulders and head when she comes home. Once, he sniffed her and smelled that she was starting to get sick, so he made her some soup and gave her some medicine. The great thing about him cooking is that there's no risk of injury for him at all. Except for maybe burning, but that heals quickly.

Sure enough, she had to call in to work the next day, but she wasn't feeling as bad as she could've because Inkkun caught it early. So now, he does her a sniff on principle.

(Thankfully, the only time Izuku gets sick is if he's too hungry. He hasn't had a single illness since he was four.)

He also enjoys a good head pat. Very pleasant sensation for him. He greatly enjoys physical affection. On lazy weekends, sometimes, it would just be him with his head on his mom's lap on the couch, with her watching TV and carding her fingers through his hair as he reads some manga, tail bapping against the couch.

---

Izuku's only doctor is Dr. Oniyoshi.

The doctor's very good at keeping things hush-hush, especially once Izuku and Venom fuse together more. It's something interesting for the man to study, but he wouldn't risk the wrong people coming to know about him.

Dr. Oniyoshi's the kind of guy who sometimes says things a little harshly, but he clarifies himself right after. Inkkun's never once seen him express anger, just having a calming demeanor as he quietly maintains every aspect of his care.

It helps that Venom constantly keeps Izuku healthy. They don't technically need to brush their teeth, but Venom does anyway when Inko asks and Izuku's consciousness is still asleep. So, really, Izuku doesn't have a lot of medical records, and the ones that do exist are purposefully fudged.

His details still say quirkless, and his blood denotes no differences from any other person, save for the lack of quirk factor that's becoming increasingly rare over time.

Once Inkkun started forming more frequently, however, Dr. Oniyoshi noted unidentifiable DNA in his blood. Not only that, but he couldn't keep a blood sample. The blood would eventually break out of the glass and return to Izuku by some point. So now, he tells Izuku when he's done doing blood tests and uncorks the vial, letting his blood return without breaking his supplies.

Dr. Oniyoshi quietly tells Inko that her son's more akin to a nonidentifiable humanoid than a human, but just as firmly confirms that Izuku is her son regardless.

Inko knows, but it's nice that her son's doctor agrees.

#venom deku au #au post 19 #bnha au #mha au #bnha #static writes #static drabbles #they're basically the same but distinct #two minds in one body #+ dog #woof

[theemporium]

i think we're all forgetting that lesteappen werewolf!reader works for ferarri and is literally a race engineer on carlos' side. like she is there every race and max is just like "why can't u come over here :(" like he's so upset about it and is always trying to pull reader over to the red bull garage.

and like charles is just as bad, don't get me wrong, but max is always like "u don't get to fucking complain >:(" and like clockwork charles replies "SHE"S LITERALLY NOT MY RACE ENGINEER I DON" T GET TO SEE HER AT ALL" to which max is like "you literally have eyes she's right there in the ferarri garage what do u mean u can't see her" and charles is like "ok u have eyes too ??? if u wanna see her that bad just use those fucking baby blues to look inside the ferarri garage ?????" and it's like a whole routine a whole thing™️

and you know it's the austin gp and max is doing his whole song and dance to try and to come over to red bull and not do her job but "also pls don't steal our secrets baby" 🥺🥺 and like always reader is hemming and hawing and then max is like "i really want to introduce you to danny too please come" and reader is like "oh yea slay" and max is like "OH I SEE HOW IT IS >:("

anyways max all but drags her over and is talking to danny and just casually goes "oh yea have u met my mate yet?" and reader is just like 🧐🧐🧐 EXCUSE ME? MATE? in which way do u mean that ??? AND MORE IMPORTANTLY which way did danny take that ??????? 🧐🤨🤨 and later when danny asks max "you and your mates wanna get drinks later with some of us?" reader is actually flabbergasted she's all like is there some secret f1 werewolf society that i don't know about ?????? and more importantly why am EYE not a part of it ?????

also just wolf in a cowboy hat and a little bandana 😭😭😭

-🌠

(i'm so sorry this is so long i think i am slowly going insane)

PLEASE THIS IS SO SHSJWBSJSJSJSJ😭

the way the boys would pout and whine and complain about the reader not being in their garage or even their side of the garage is so funny😭she rolls her eyes every time but it doesn’t stop them from doing it

and her thinking they need to keep this big secret whereas max and charles have literally told everyone because they love you and they trust these people and they just REALLY wanted to boast about you to people agshsbjssbsjsb

#cece answers #werewolf!lestappen #lestappen.thots #🌠.anon

[s0urw00lf]

Hiiii. okay well I had an idea and I thought maby requested it? anyways, can you write a one-shot of mccall!reader that like no one take her seriously and no one really care of her but like one time a new villan come to them and just fight with them and ask them where is reader and wanna kill us and they are like but she is just a human and really stupid andddd then we come and save them and reveal our powers, like scarlet witch powers? and we have a really big fight with the villan anf OK just this. Maybe even a little stiles × reader at the end? 3/> luv your account btw

OMG i absolutley love this! and thank you <3 means a a lot! also i'm gonna make this a stiles x reader because i LOVE stiles. he's the reason i started watching teen wolf in the first place sooo i hope you enjoy this.

Buried deep in

Being the twin sister of scott mccall is not at all what people think. Ever since he got his werewolf powers or whatever its been all about "saving the world" and he never has time just to chill out with family anymore. Don't get me wrong i love the pack meetings but i hate that everybody excludes me. well, except stiles. He always makes sure to make sure i get my point across even when were sitting on limited time.

"No scott, what i mean is-" i said being cut of by a rushed scott. “No y/n you know I love you but we don’t have the time” he said. We’re all standing around scott and i’s table during a pack meeting. I sit back and glare at scott once again from the opposite side of him. I sigh unfolding my hands standing up abruptly making everyone stare at me. “Y/n nows not the ti-“ scott says aggravated with his sister. “No! No I’m so done!” yelled back at him “you never listen to me anymore. I’m not weak! I’m always trying to help but you never listen” I yelled. “You obviously Don’t need me so why bother?” I said backing out of the room. Walking to the front door grabbing my keys and helmet out of the house and onto my bike. Kinda like Scott’s just f/c and not green. I put the key in the ignition and started the bike. I lifted the petal and was about to drive off but a hand on my shoulder stopped me. I turned and saw stiles. “What do you want stiles” I sighed putting the petal back down. “Well I- I saw that you were gonna drive off without your helmet on. Safety first ya know” he said holding up my helmet with a goofy grin on his face. He saw my hurt expression and his face fell. “Look y/n, nobody thinks your weak. Especially not me” he said with the most sincere expression on his face. “You do. All of you do, ever since Peter happened you guys have been on edge with me, you barley even let me talk anymore” I said aggravated. “Y/n I know there’s more to you. Something in me is telling me that your more that we know.” He said avoiding eye contact with me. I looked at him surprised “I uhh- I gotta go” I said putting my helmet on and driving off, leaving the boy standing there sad.

Yn drove to the opening of beacon preserve where all this mess started. She turned off her bike and put the petal down. She got off of her bike leaving the keys in the ignition but taking off her helmet and setting it on the handle of the bike. She stepped over the the chains to the entrance and walked in.

Ever since Peter bit scott and i everything’s been different. Even me. I didn’t turn into a werewolf or a banshee or a kanima. I turned into a witch. Yes the spell casting, mind controlling, telekinetic kind. No wands no spell books just me. I have this overwhelming anger in my heart. Or it could be hurt. But that built onto the power flowing through my veins. As I walked further into the woods I came across an open field. I sat in the middle thinking about my life over the past couple of months. How shit they’ve been. The memories bought tears to my eyes. I continued thinking about the awful things that had happened recently. I lost my best friend Erica to the alphas. I never really had time to dwell on it. My best friend since I was in diapers. Much like Scott and stiles. She was gone. I felt myself break down tears ran freely down my face, my hands shook. My body’s emotions were finally spilling over the edge and I couldn’t stop it. The sadness turned to anger that grew and grew until I couldn’t control it. My body lifted off of the ground as a orange aura surrounded my hands. The anger grew and grew until I blew up. I screamed. Loud. Finally letting free all of the power and emotions I had built up overtime. E wave of energy bursted from my body as I screamed. My body dropped back to the ground after the energy subsided. I felt amazing. Like I had all the control in the world. I smiled looking up to the sky with tears still streaming down my face. I finally had the control I needed to prove myself. Maybe stiles was right. Maybe I am so much more than the rest.

AN: this is short I know but… I’m making this a 2 part because I have a lot for the second part I just need to plan it out so it’s not so rushed. Also I didn’t see your first request idk what it was but I’ll make sure to check my inbox

#stiles stilinski #stiles stilinski x reader #scott mccall #derek hale #teen wolf #teen wolf x reader #scott mccall x reader #xreader

[lutawolf]

Love In The Air Ep 1 Review/Running Commentary.

"Not Just Rain but a Raging Storm"

Let me pre-face this by saying that I've read the books. I won't give book spoilers but if at some point I feel like the book might have given a better insight into the character, I will share that. I also want to point out because I think it will be important, that Mame (the author) has a No Kink. This is not to be confused with a nonconsensual kink. A No Kink is almost hardwired into a bratty submissive. They essentially either want the No to rile up their Dom or they really like to be talked into doing something they are saying no to. Example "No we can't do that here, we are in public" but they really want to do it here in public, they just want their Dom to convince them of it. Again, this is not a nonconsensual kink. There's a massive difference between "No, fuck off." and "Nope. Convince me." and even "No. Make me."

Rain is just an ordinary university student whose world is about to be turned upside down. When he has car trouble, his savoir comes along to help but Payu then acts completely different in their next meeting. His savior quickly turns into a cunning wolf, out to eat him.

Let's Begin!

I know a lot of people said they didn't like the long intro but I did. It's not slow, there is constant movement and I felt it matched the pace of the show. For me, I was in high anticipation so it built it more.

Then we get to the true beginning where they meet at the broken down car in the rain. Poor little gay boy who didn't know he was gay, it's a trope but I'm here for it. There is just something about a gasp and "oh your handsome" that makes me clap my hands.

We quickly jump from that scene to meeting Rain's best friend Sky. No, that's not cliché at all but hey, I see the appeal. Sky is a smart-ass who comes off as a pain in the ass but when push comes to shove he has Rain's back. What more can you ask for right? Then enters Ple, Rain's no chance in hell love interest. Because she is interested in the shining star P' Payu whom apparently everyone knows about but Rain. Immediate jealousy ensues. Totally cliché and I'm loving it. I also have to take a moment to applaud a moment they added with Ple who called out Rain. Rain in his jealousy asked if Ple's brother was gay, it came off totally homophobic though he didn't mean it to but hell yea because she called him on it. 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽 She should also be commended for not punching Rain, to quote @suga4mycoffee, he's a dumbass and I wanna pinch his cheeks. Which cheeks? Inquiring minds want to know.

Rain is eating with a bunch of his school mates when he finally gets to meet the mysterious P' Payu. It's none other than his motorcycle riding savior.... Who doesn't remember his ass.

Omg! Whyyyyy do I have second hand embarrassment! I'm in my fucking thirties! But poor little gay boy is coming off desperate and doesn't even realize it. His car is once again having issues. P' Payu comes to the rescue but he's different then last time. He accuses rain of trying to seduce him! Which it kinda does have that vibe but no Rain is just pathetic I swear.

P' Payu calls a tow truck and takes Rain back to his place. Where he was almost eaten by the big bad wolf. Was anyone surprised?? Okay, it's cliche but fuck the chemistry got me fanning myself. Warning ⚠️ the No kink is very much activated.

Rain barely escapes with his virginity. He does though and vows to get back at P' Payu! Sky has a beautiful time mocking his bestie, which I respect because I'm that type of asshole too.

Ahhh! Payu is truly a wolf. He fixed Rain's car himself. Smart! Now Rain will be indebted to him. I truly love bad boys.

Okay, so there are a lot of cliques and the storyline is still a mystery. However, we've got interesting and well fleshed out characters. Their flawed and yet relatable. And the mother fucking chemistry! I'm really looking forward to the next episode.

Gif credit goes to @x-exo-l dedicated to @lannathel

#love in the air #payurain #if I could stop being shadow banned that would be great #streaming iqiyi #no kink #my beloved coconuts #coconuts mafia

[constellama]

Both six of crows and pjo are rotating around in my head like a rotisserie chicken so I was thinking what it would be like if The Crows met The Seven (including some other characters)

!! Spoilers for both the Six of Crows duology and the pjoverse !!

Also disclaimer it’s been literally years since I’ve read any of the riordanverse so I’m going off of solely my memory here bear with me

Jesper joking around with Percy and Leo like cmon they would all be such good friends

And knowing how excited Jesper was with Sturmhond’s flying ships, he’d probably think the Argo II is the coolest thing ever

That’s where this is taking place actually I’ve just decided. Let’s put all these traumatized teenagers on a giant ship and see what happens

Wylan and Leo talking about explosives, need i say more

Wylan and Annabeth talking about architecture and Wylan showing Annabeth his sketches of the Ice Court

I wanna say Kuwei and Leo would also get along, since yk, fire powers and they both know science things. Leo keeps getting called an Inferni and it sounds cool to him so he doesn’t say anything

I don’t know why but I feel like Kaz and Percy wouldn’t really like each other (at first)

Kaz probably respects Percy a bit more though after learning that Percy literally fell into Tartarus for Annabeth and they made it through alive

Either that or he wouldn’t believe it

He’d also try to steal Riptide just to look at it after seeing it turn into a sword. It keeps returning to Percy’s pocket which confuses Kaz even more. After Kaz finds out just what’s up with Riptide though, he continues stealing it just because he can. He knows it’ll go back to Percy’s pocket but Kaz needs to be dramatic ok

Just “where did my pen go this time—?” “THIS pen?” “Damnit Brekker—”

Jason and Matthias would be friends, the stoic blond dudes who are incredibly loyal to the places they grew up in. They’d both be talking about wolves and growing up with them. Oh and they also have one other thing in common I’ll let you guys guess that one 😁😁

Nina being a big sister to Nico bc let’s be honest they’ve both been through a lot and hello?? Raising the dead??

Kaz would be somewhere off to the corner avoiding talking to anyone and maybe just maybe he’d see Nico, the boy with hurt in his eyes who reminds him a little too much of himself when he was younger

Wait I just had the sudden image of Kaz and Nico bonding over card games excuse me while I cry

OUGH WAIT THEYVE BOTH LOST OLDER SIBLINGS TOO HOLD ON

Kaz being haunted by his memories of Jordie 🤝 Nico being haunted by his memories of Bianca

Piper and Nina sharing beauty tips and braiding each other’s hair :>

Annabeth showing Inej her dagger bc oooo knives

Wait I just realized they both have daggers/knives either made of bones or having a bone handle

Frank turning into a wolf and Matthias being really excited

The Crows tripping up and accidentally calling Percy a Tidemaker (multiple times) He doesn’t know what it means but hey it sounds cool

Hazel doing things with her mist magic and Kaz being so incredibly baffled bc what do you mean it’s just magic. No there’s a trick behind it how did you do that

Frank turning into a crow and Kaz internally fanboying just a tad bit

Jesper and Hazel can both do cool things with metal and rocks and stuff so I think Jesper might call her a Fabrikator they’d exchange some knowledge about it or smth

Frank lowkey losing his mind bc one Leo was bad enough but now there’s Jesper ?? (/lh)

Kaz and Annabeth being the schemers/planners and leading their groups. Don’t know if they’d get along or not, what with Kaz’s,,, methods

I also think The Seven trying to explain the gods being real would go horribly wrong. Kaz would just snort and be like “yeah and I have two good legs”

Ough don’t even get me started on all the parental issues literal everyone has here

Except for like. A select few that have stable relationships with their parents

Colm Fahey helping his children commit crimes 🤝 Sally Jackson and Paul Blofis fighting off monsters that one time in The Last Olympian

I literally can’t think of any more, feel free to mention any interactions you think would happen :D

#grishaverse #six of crows #pjoverse #pjo #hoo #percy jackon and the olympians #heroes of olympus #kaz brekker #inej gafha #jesper fahey #wylan van eck #nina zenik #matthias helvar #percy jackson #annabeth chase #jason grace #piper mclean #leo valdez #frank zhang #hazel levesque #constellama talks

[sweetmariihs2]

Hey guys! Um.. I'm not frequently on this hashtag and just came here to adress that Melanie Martinez songs make a perfect playlist for Sun and Moon. It's been years since the release of Security Breach and still this day I never found anyone talking about that (believe me, I search everywhere from time to time in years (when my hyperfixation starts again lol)) and I'm starting to believe that if I don't say anything, no one will. So umm yeah I don't want to make a big post I just wanna point it out

If you're here in Tumblr and you're interacting with fandoms for a really long time you probably heard at least one of her songs before. Basically for those interested she makes songs with childish aesthetics and serious themes. Her most recent album is more fairycore though, but the first ones aren't.

She has an album called Cry Baby (it's about a disturbed childhood), an album called K-12 (it's about school), and an EP called After School (inspired by school themes but more inspired in the artist's life) and they fit Sun and Moon very well

Also I wanted to add that some of her best gems are unreleased, and like, there are some really good stuff that fit Sun and Moon, you just need to search for it

The songs that fit them most are the first ones of the list, the rest is more like,,, they fit them well but not like the first ones ya know what i mean

That's my mini list of recomendations if anyone is interested;

(if you're going to make a playlist for YouTube be careful with the unreleased ones, Melanie tends to delete them from time to time):

Unreleased- Twins (this one sounds like it was made for them. Want me to put all the lyrics here? Okay then.)

Unreleased- Toy Chest ("clean up, clean up, everybody, everywhere" (it's from Barney))

Unreleased- Arts and Crafts (creating the perfect bf on arts and crafts)

Released- Glued (she's sad and talking about how her sadness is glued to her like school glue)

Unreleased- Night Mime (she's sad and silent during the night like a night mime. She's waiting for the sunrise so that she can be happy again)

Released- Tag, You're It (she's being chased by a big bad wolf while making analogy to a tag game. It sounds like a little childhood game but the chaser is very sinister and want to do bad things to her)

Released- Teddy Bear (this one fits the whole franchise. Her "teddy bear" (probably a metaphor for an important person in her life, maybe her boyfriend or best friend) was sweet to her before, now he's trying to kill her. "You were my teddy bear, you were comforting and quiet, how did love become so violent?". This was released in 2015, if you're here in the fnaf fandom for a really long time or in the whole fandom part of the internet by itself you know this one. It brings me a lot of memories. How I miss the 2010's)

Released- Sippy Cup (you can try to hide your problems but they're always there. "Blood still stains if the sheets are washed". Even if you always try to keep the lights on, that animatronic killed kids inside the daycare and it can happen again if the lights go out. Oh-oh :c

Released- Carousel (you proably heard this one before let's be real)

Released- Drama Club (theatre!!! Yay)

Released- Show And Tell (She's tired, as an artist, of always playing a character in front of everyone. It's the ventrilocus noises for me)

Released- The Contortionist (idk it's the vibe)

Unreleased- Schizo ("i don't know who you are 'cause I don't know who i am, how can we learn how to love if you change your mind again? I don't know who to be, who do you want me to be?")

Released- Alphabet Boy (a rude boy is telling her how much smarter he is than her for knowing how to spell and write the ABCs)

Released- Lunchbox Friends (we are best friends forever yipee🫶🫶🤝)

Unreleased- Unhappy meal (inspired by McDonalds. Idk it just makes me think of sun)

Released- Pity Party (it's her birthday party and nobody showed up. Then she tries to play pretend with her toys and teddy bears, but she still know that she's alone and ends up destroying her party and stabbing her toys with knives. She's tired of being alone. :(

Released- Fire Drill (she's in a fire, it's the song that plays after the end of the K-12 album. It sounds like a nursery rhyme. There are children singing with her.)

Released- Dollhouse ("everyone seems to be perfect, please don't let them look through the curtains, DOLLHOUSE, I see things that nobody else sees" (again y'all probably know that one))

Released- Play Date (being romantically used by someone while doing analogies to games and toys)

Small list of songs that deserve to be mentioned but don't make a lot of sense like the last ones, it's just the vibes: The whole After School EP, the whole Cry Baby album, Gingerbread Man, Lost and Found, Patient, Papercuts, ZZZZ

There are also some fan-made type beats, since Melanie's community also sometimes link her to jesters and clowns and also make songs about her already released albums, so like here are some: Class Clown, Naptime, Fire Alarm, Janitor's Closet (I love this one sm!!), Punishment

All of those type beats have their own artists, some of those artists even sell them, so make sure if they are free to use if you want to make a playlist, but I guess it's okay to listen to them for fun since they were posted on youtube

Tell me what you think about those. I love interacting with people who like the same things as me 🫶🫶

#sundrop #moondrop #sun and moon #sundrop and moondrop #daycare attendant #fnaf security breach #fnaf help wanted 2