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pbnmj · 9 months

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Genuinely curious, what’s up with Noir’s age? And what does it have to do with his 08/09 run? ((You may ignore if you wish :D))

i no longer have to do an extremely long explaination about comics noir because it has already been done here, by foolsocracy!!!!!!! really great breakdown of his very vague age, which is never said outright in the 08-09 run, only implied!! my own personal take on this is that he's 17-turning-18 in the first one, just about graduated high school but not able to afford college (see the panel below LOL)

this also got a little longer than i thought it would, so under the cut for the rest of it! the tl:dr is "itsv!noir is not the same as comics!noir, and people saying that he's 19 isn't strictly true. to me, he's around 30!"

eyes without a face (the 09 run!!) only takes place 8 months after, in september 1933, which makes peter 18-turning-19. this is more of a headcanon though!! (see the noir birthday poll, which made me a noir-is-a-december-baby truther)

(peter being a libra is mentioned once in the first issue of amazing spider-man (2015), mostly as a punchline, and a specific date of october 10th was given in another issue that i have lost. other media, like with the mcu, has his birthday on august 10th. but to me noir is a sagittarius and you cannot pry that from me)

the 2020 run of noir begins establishing the year as 1939, making peter around his mid-20s, and 25 if you believe me on the 'peter was 17 in noir 2008' LOL.... i won't lie though i haven't read this one properly i very quickly skimmed so pinch of salt regarding my takes on the 2020 run

noir being in his teens during the first original runs is why "itsv!noir is 17-19" goes around so often! i've seen that on tumblr, twitter AND on tiktok and i don't mind what people hc, but it has become a pet peeve when people say it like its canon even though it's never been mentioned by the writers or the art book. itsv!noir is similar to his comic counterpart, but his differences in his origin story make me interpret him as a different noir (like how peter b.'s dimension is 616B, making him... 90214B?)

again, we are straying from itsv canon/etc here because i'm deranged, but i personally hc noir as being 32! some of my friends think he's in his mid-20s, others think he's older, but really the only reason is that 32 is the midpoint between the other two peter parkers: ripeter was 26 and peter b is 38. he's also voiced by nic cage, which makes me think older in the first place!

i just like the idea that he's more experienced that ripeter, but hasn't gone through as much as peter b. he spends most of the movie being broody ("moral ambiguity of your actions!", "matches burn down to my fingertips", etc etc), or snarkier than you'd expect ("it's that easy" "who are you again?" "you gonna fight or are you just bumping gums" etc etc). he also very sweetly tells everyone that he loves them before he leaves !!! i feel like it can in fact be in character for a peter parker in his late 20-early 30s, distanced from his tragedies in his own world by time (he doesn't forget them, that's different !) being able to look out for the spiders around him.

okay now we are VERY deep into hc territory, but it makes him able to balance out the rest of the itsv spider-gang as an older-brother figure who's able to guide peni, miles and gwen but also be able to act as a voice of reason for peter b. and ham if the sitauation calls for it. that being said noir is still peter parker and is therefore capable of spider-esque tomfoolery, which can lead to him misjudging the need for a snarky one liner ("this is a pretty hard core origin story"). my characterisation of him is also very inspired by heyitsspiderman, the itsv fic that changed me for the better, and noir isn't even in it that much LOL

veering back into itsv!noir's age and your actual question though: he's always read older in the movies, and not at all 17-19. noir is always going to be around 30 (32 if i have to give a number) to me!! if anything, he did go through the same kind of 'canon events' as comics noir did, but is an older and more experienced version of him, with tweaks to the backstory (like a radioactive spider instead of a spider-god, and webshooters instead of organic webbing). there are reasons ofc to see him being younger (egg creams are non-alcoholic, and that if it's 1933, his comicsverse self would be 18-19 too) . however you must consider that sony didn't expand on this and therefore it's up to fan interpretation and also that

#this kind of turns into meta . sort of . sorry about that #and i know some people take those jokes noir makes as like. just very blunt observations of what is happening #i personally believe they are jokes that aren't landing. or just him being a bit annoying <3 i love him for this #i can talk forever and forever about movie noir. its how i got into him in the first place . picked me up and swept me away #and now i overthink and read too much into his like. 6 mins of screentime #also the rich beautiful itsv noir backstory that exists only in my mind..... which is mostly the same #just with small tweaks and adjustments. its MY SIDE CHARACTER and I GET TO CHOOSE THE HCS #eg. the insane 'peter quits working at the bugle very annoyingly for everyone involved before becoming a PI' like this shit just #swirls in my brain. forever and ever.#noir #answered #edit: sorry im just realising this is boiling down to itsv noir is freshly out of his 20s #therefore experiencing post 20s clarity and is not yet going through a peter b-like midlife crisis #and is not a teenager anymore and doesn't have to battle puberty as well as supervillians #so he's somehow doing a little better than the rest of them and able to pass on funny little tips and lifehacks

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tkbrokkoli · 5 months

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learned today we're gonna have to leave our bags and jackets in a locker room. so far so good

however, there is only one for men and one for women and i'd feel most comfy in a gender neutral one

like i dont wanna be a man in the women's room but i also dont wanna be the masculine woman in the men's room

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tokuteasings · 1 year

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Sento loves leaving bite marks, don’t lie

...........d....don't do this to me

Akkun is so cute you dont have any idea-

Can you even imagine the marks Sento leaves on you~! Oh he's just full of love and affection, it's this bubbling boiling flask that's threatening to fucking overflow and burst and it does. It does and he clings on to you like there's no tomorrow. He's nibbling here and there, giving you bits and pieces of his love for you because even though he can tell you how much he loves you, perhaps actions are better than words...

"Don't hide them," Sento would whine adorably with this cute little pout as he tugs on your clothes when you two finish and you're getting dressed. "I want them to see how much I love you."

#kiryu sento #thirsty thots #askrikkaiandhyotei #tale's talks #pLS IN SO REEK I CAN DO SO MUCH TO HIM-#I meant weak lol #BUT OH MY GO DO IM SO DOWN BAD FORO SENTO IMMMA BOTTOM FOR HIS ASS ANYDAY #but like...topping hm?? oh...oh to make him scream and whine and B EG #....yeh i have a problem

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sunsetcowboy · 7 months

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Called the doctor this morning for one thing only to probably have to call again for something else. My whole left side aches, and one of my fingers on my left hand is super swollen???

#i didn't believe 20 year olds when they said you start to fall apart when you hit your mid 20s #i was like 'nah not me tho'#i think I've gone to the d octors more this year than i have in my entire l ife....im t ired #of course this isn't the case for everyone. like I've just been really s ick for years and now I'm dealing with the aftermath+#whatever the fuck my b ody decides to just do next yknow. ugh.#im soo t ired #ask to tag?#??????#whatever it's b earable #don't mind my n egative ass just complainin #rin posting💌

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thescreaminghat · 2 years

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Subaru: Director! :D

Yuri: Subaru?

Subaru: *takes a deep breath* >:3

Yuri: . . .Subaru. . .?

Subaru: F U C K

Yuri: SUBARU---

#subaru sengoku #yuri petrov #tiger and bunny season 2 #no longer tagging as incorrect quotes b/c cour 2 just didnt happen and im writing the series now #starting with subaru saying the fuck word in front of yuri #egged on by ryan of course #and yuri going all panicky because the child is swearing #he might commit murder but inappropriate language? not on his watch

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sothischickshe · 2 years

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Fandom related questions C, J, Q if you would

Thank you! 😘😘😘

C: A pairing you wish you shipped, but just can’t.

Annie/varied terrible men? I just think the viewing experience of gg would be a lot easier lol

J: Name a fandom you didn’t care/think about until you saw it all over tumblr.

Well there's shows I've basically only heard of via tumblr (eg the cleaning lady or succession) but I still don't really care or think about them other than that I think ppl should be focusing on my shows instead 😂😂😂

Q: A ship you’ve abandoned and why.

I'm struggling to think of anything I've truly abandoned 😩 but there are quite a few young woman/old man ones I've cooled to though -- it was just SO normalised & amongst other complaints I find that b o r i n g, plus depressing that women 'are' 'more mature'... let women be irresponsible idiots im bored!!!!!

Fandom questions!

#For the last one im thinking eg j3ff/🅰️nnie or b*ffy/🅰️ngel #(like obvi sp1ke has at least a century on her too lol #But I think it's particularly the high school girl/older bf thing #And him turning her into a morality pet 🤷🏼‍♀️)#Fandom #TV #Shipping

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kirishwima · 1 year

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yknow what i 210% respect. People who respect your physical boundaries and dont try to hug you as a greeting/goodbye (especially coming from a v touchy feely culture). Good stuff

#our DM is always super respectful of that i noticed and i appreciate it greatly #eg he was hugging one friend goodbye as we were leaving #and i was standing there too but idk i dont want hugs from ppl idk well #and my good dude just tapped me on the arm and we chatted a bit more #like?? thank u?? i hate this whole hug goodbye thing #it always feels weird and awkward to me #im VERY cuddly w people i love and am close with #but w acquaintances or just not that close friends im like. can we just high five instead or smth #same reason why i always ask my baby nephew if he wants a hug and respect if he says no #i am going on a tangent wooop #might b a lil high from a small room turned hotbox so dont mind me #off to sleep woop

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cal-flakes · 10 months

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╰┈➤ rafe picking up his drunk girlfriend

warnings: swearing. alcohol, underage drinking.

summary: much to rafe’s dismay, his girlfriend had always been close with the pogues, drinking with them, fishing with them and so on. one particular night, y/n gets a bit too drunk and rafe has to pick her up.

the fire crackled away infront of them as the group chattered amongst themselves, empty beer bottles scattered around behind them. jj and y/n drowned out the others in a drunken attempt to sing some sort of old song, neither knowing the correct words. taking notice of this, the others broke out in hysterics, however this only further egged them on.

y/n sang, or slurred as her friends might say, at the top of her lungs, beginning to twirl around the fire they had made out of rotten wood and pizza boxes. making her way around her friends, she reached out to pope, determined to make him get up and dance.

“you’re wasted y/n, you should sit down” kie called from her place on a tree stump. turning her head, y/n’s face contorted. “you’re wasted y/n, sit down” she mimicked her friend. nevertheless, it was a fact. the pogues knew y/n couldn’t really handle alcohol, it was only in the last few months that she had decided to come out of her shell a bit more. she’d spent the majority of her life sticking to rules, doing as she was told. that was until her close friends from school had convinced her to live out her teenage years in style.

“i-i am not drubk, ‘m having f-fun kie” y/n mumbled, yet the hiccups interrupting her words said otherwise. her friends chuckled at this, allowing her to go on for a little longer. that is until she let out a small scream.

their heads snapped quickly to where y/n was, they would’ve thought she’d disappeared into thin air if it wasn’t for her drunken cries coming from the other side of a large fallen tree. john b, pope and kie jumped out of their places around the fire, attending to their lightweight friend as quickly as possible. jj on the other hand, was also too shitfaced to even realise she’d taken a tumble.

“y/n are you okay?” pope asked, poking his head over the tree to take in the sight of his friend flat on her back, sprawled out on the floor. despite the flowing tears, she managed a thumbs up. “c’mon y/n, that’s two fights you’ve lost with a tree now, when are you gonna learn?” john b mocked while reaching down to help her up.

kie stepped over the tree, also helping y/n up off the floor as she lolled about like deadweight. pope and john b shared a knowing glance as they all pulled y/n back up. once she was up, kiara helped feed her some water, hopefully sobering her up a bit before she went home.

“you know what we’re gonna have to do right? john b?” pope whispered as they stepped away from the girls. to this, john b let out a deep sigh, knowing exactly what they were gonna have to do. “yeah i know” john b grumbled. “who’s gonna do it though? im not, i did it last time.” pope protested quickly.

both boys glanced over to kie, she quickly shook her head however, already knowing what they were going to ask. “no, no way. you can do it this time john b, he almost bit my head off last time i spoke to him.” before john b had anytime to argue, kiara had tossed y/n’s unlocked phone into his hands, looking at him expectantly.

pacing around the fire, john b reluctantly tapped the screen a few times before holding the phone up to his ear and letting it ring. after a few tries, the recipient finally answered the call. “hey baby, you okay?” a raspy voice called out through the phone, earning a small chuckle from pope as he overheard.

“hey rafe..um, it’s john b” he mumbled, knowing how this was going to go. “why the fuck do you have y/n’s phone?” rafe sneered, blood boiling at all the possible situations running through his head. “yeah, i- um, i think you need to come pick her up, she’s a bit wasted and she’s hurt herself.”

overhearing this, y/n’s face contorted, her mind clearing for a second as she realised what was going on. “are you telling my fucking boyfriend on me john b?” she slurred, her voice loud enough for rafe to hear. before john b could get another word in, rafe put the phone down on him. “asshole” he muttered, already dreading rafe’s arrival.

fifteen minutes go by and y/n had been in a huff every single second, she knew rafe would jump at the chance to argue with her friends, so john b calling him to come get her was not the most intelligent idea.

the pogue’s heads turn at the sound of a car engine pulling up not to far from them. sharing looks as they heard a car door slam. y/n jumped at the sound, the dreading feeling gone as excitement to see her baby took over. the leaves behind her rustled and she leaped from the camping chair, just about falling into rafe’s arms. “hiiii babyyy” y/n sang as he helped her back up, stabling her. sparing his angel a quick smile, he turned to narrow his eyes at her friends.

“what the fuck did you give her!” rafe bellowed, waking jj from his wasted slumber. the blonde boy stood up, stalking over to rafe, well..trying to atleast. “who the fuck do you think you are cameron? talking to us like that?” jj growled through gritted teeth, chest heaving. rafe chuckled to himself lowly, squaring up as he did. “you’re fucking lucky she’s here maybank, or i’d have already punched your face into the ground” he retorted.

pope and john b had situated themselves in the middle before jj could lunge at him. “heyyy! h-hey! stop it! you guys gotta accept that i love you bothhhh! your my b-boyfriend and these g-guys are my besties!” y/n sang from besides rafe, throwing an arm around both rafe and jj. attempting to de-escalate the situation.

rafe’s nostrils flared as he took a step back, throwing a glare in the pogue’s direction before leading his girlfriend away. “bye guys! see you so-ooon!” she yelled while following rafe to the car.

stepping into the drivers side, rafe gathered himself for a second, not wanting to lash out at her for something so small. releasing a harsh breath, he turned to her, intent on lecturing her about drinking so much when his eyes met her puppy dog gaze. his thought out words suddenly crumbled away. sighing, he intertwined his free hand with hers and placed a soft kiss on her knuckles. “seatbelt” rafe ordered, his tone teetering on harsh. “yes sir!” she giggled before doing what he asked.

as they drove, rafe felt the anger in his veins dissipating as she leaned her head on his shoulder. “rafe?” she mumbled. humming in response, he glanced at her before turning back to the road. “do you think you could make me a sandwich when we get back? pretty pleaseeee” y/n pleaded, half expecting him to say no.

“of course baby, anything for you”

#dom!rafe #rafe cameron x reader #soft!rafe cameron #rafe cameron #outerbanks rafe #rafe cameron x fem!reader #rafe x y/n #rafecameron #obx #outer banks

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nightingalesighs · 2 years

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*beats my brain with a stick* FINISH THE ESSAY DAMMIT

#guys #this is my last exam #and then im done #youd think my brain would on fucking fire #BUT NO #I CANT GET JACKSHIT DONE #WHERE IS MY MOTIVATION #WHEN WILL IT COME BACK FROM THE WAR #also extremely tempted to only do half this exam because Id still get a b #worst case scenario #also extremely tempted to only do half the exam because the other half is uh #fucking mind numbingly ridiculous #and worst case scenario id still get a b and um.#that seems might fine to my brain right now #eg does the school thing

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dilemmaontwolegs · 11 months

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ANGRY SEX WITH CHARLES PLEASE IM B(p)EGGING

Another Lie || CL16

Warnings: Angst, smut, drug and alcohol use, unhealthy relationship WC: 2.2k

F1 Masterlist || Alessandro for those who haven't seen || Part Two

The club in the casino was at its busiest hour but you no longer saw all the people beneath the strobe lights or even heard the quick beats of the bass that could have been your heartbeat. Your focus was on the single tattoo you had spotted on the man leaving the VIP area where you were partying the night away.

How many people had a Ferrari-red Guido tattooed on their bicep?

You scanned the crowd again and spotted the man making his way to the exit. There was no doubt with his dark hair and short, shaped beard that it was Charles’ mechanic, Alessandro. You could only hope he didn’t recognise you from all the time you had spent in their garage.

You weren’t going to let thoughts of the team, and particularly their driver, ruin your night as you shaped another line of powder with your credit card and let it clear your mind.

You felt his entrance like an earthquake, invisible and dangerous. The moment he stepped into the nightclub a tremor rolled through the crowd and your eyes found the epicentre making his way to the VIP area.

You swallowed another shot as his shape came into focus and you licked the drop of alcohol on your lips as you found your voice. You were conscious of the coke coursing through your body and forced yourself to speak slowly as you tried to hide the evidence. “You’re meant to be in Italy.”

“Race was cancelled, don’t you read the news?” he bit back sharply, making you roll your eyes.

“If you’re here to be an asshole you can just fuck off.”

He bent down, his hand gripping the back of your chair as he blocked out the crowd behind him. With his face mere inches away from yours you were struck by the way his eyes caught the laser lights that danced around the room, and the scent of his cologne on his neck.

“What the fuck?” His hand caught your chin and tipped your head back so you were staring directly at the lights on the ceiling and he growled in the back of his throat. “Again?”

“You’re meant to be in Italy,” you reiterated.

“Then who were you planning to take care of you, huh?” he shoved your head away before standing at his full height and snapping his fingers. “We’re going.”

“I’m not yours anymore, Charles, you can’t order me around.”

His perfect white teeth glinted with his dark smile and he tugged you to your feet so quickly that you crashed into his chest where he held you tightly. “You’ll always be mine, even when you’re not.”

He grabbed your clutch from the table and picked up your credit card that was beside it, wiping off the white powder that cling to the edge. “You promised me no more.”

“And you promised me forever. Guess we both lied.”

The car ride was slow as Charles navigated the narrow streets of Monaco on a busy Saturday night. You didn’t want to go slow.

The purr of the engine reminded you of the long drives he would take you on along the coast, freeing the Pista from her urban cage and screaming down the winding highways.

“I don’t want to go home.”

Charles looked away from the road to see you staring longingly at the mountains beyond the city. “Where do you want to go?”

Your forehead rested on the cold glass and you moaned quietly at the refreshing touch on your burning skin. “Anywhere but there.”

Charles reached over and grazed his knuckles over your cheek to feel the heat radiating from them and sighed. Turning sharply, he gave into your request and drove away from your apartment, instead taking you to his new one - the one he had purchased after moving out.

There had been too many nights like this, where he came and saved you from yourself, and every time he said it was the last time.

Every time it ended the same.

It started with an arm around your waist, steadying you as you climbed the stairs in towering heels. It started with his hand on your nape and his fingers digging into your skin, his cold palm chasing away the heat flashes that came with your high. It started with his voice, deep and melodic as he suggested changing into something more comfortable.

It would end in his bed. It would end with your nails marking his skin and his teeth marking yours. It would end with sweaty limbs tangled between messy sheets as he replaced your high with another.

His touch wouldn’t be gentle like it had been back when you were in love, and his lips wouldn’t tease your skin with sweet kisses and whispered praises. No, this was weeks of ignoring the bond you still shared and the resentment that came with the inability to move on all coming to an explosive head.

“Is this what you do when I’m away? This dress barely covers your ass,” he growled as he stood behind you in the mirror and drew the zip down your back, letting the material slide down your body to pool on his bedroom floor. His fingers traced the thin strip of lace over your hip before following the design covering your pussy and he pushed it aside to feel how wet your body was for him. “Anyone could have seen what’s mine.”

“I’m not yours.” You squirmed as your needy tone betrayed your words and you felt his smirk on your shoulder as those green eyes pierced yours in the reflection.

He didn’t need to correct you, he needed to own you.

His teeth bit into your shoulder as he buried two fingers into your cunt and your cry softened to a moan as he licked the mark he left.

“Do I need to remind you again?” he taunted as he curled his fingers inside you to find the spot that left stars dancing around your vision. “Look at me.”

Your eyes snapped open at the order and you remembered why you fell so easily back into this toxic routine. Only he could challenge you and push you the way he did, only he could control you with a few short words. But only you could defy him.

His jaw ticked as you met his eyes and he saw you weren’t ready to back down, the drugs and alcohol in your system feeding your confidence. “Either fuck me or I’ll find someone else.”

Your legs almost buckled as he slapped his palm over your pussy and it was only his arm curled around your waist that kept you upright. “There is no one else for you. It’s just me. Comprendre?”

“You’re never here,” you said as you tipped your head back on his shoulder and looked up at him under your lashes. “And I get so lonely.”

His body disappeared as he stepped back and then you were on your back on his bed with the chandelier glittering above, a laugh bubbling from your lips as he pinned you beneath him.

“What was that, bella?” He waited impatiently for you to answer, the French leaking into his words as much as the anger in his eyes.

You rolled your hips against his thigh that kept your legs spread and moaned at the friction his jeans made with your lace panties. “Alessandro looked pretty hot tonight.”

You were playing with fire, but god did you love the burn.

“Don’t you dare,” he growled as his thigh pressed forward and he grabbed your hands, pinning them to the pillows above your head so there was nothing to stop him from biting your ear lobe before promising, “I’m going to fuck you so stupid, you won’t even remember his name.”

Your head tipped back with defiance so you could see the potent mix of anger and desire dancing in his eyes. “Alessandro…”

Charles caught your chin in his hand and licked his lips as he shook his head. “Brat.” The word should have held venom but it was too soft and then he stole the air from your lungs with a demanding kiss before you could overthink it further. In fact, all thoughts were completely erased from you except for the one where you needed to feel more of his skin on you.

He broke the kiss for a fraction of a second so you could pull his shirt over his head before the harsh press of his lips were back against yours and his tongue forced your mouth to open wider for him. This was how it was with him in control and you taking everything he had to give. He was right, you did belong to him.

“Charles, please, fuck me,” you begged shamelessly as need for him washed away sense of reason.

A huff of irritation puffed from your lips as he stood up but when you saw it was to rid himself of his jeans you grinned in triumph.

He smirked at the sight and crawled slowly, teasingly up your body with that wicked gleam in his eyes. “You want to act like a whore, I’ll treat you like one.” In a second you were on your stomach as he flipped you over before pulling your hips up off the bed. “This is what you want, right?”

He gripped the lace panties with two hands and tore them off your body. Your back arched at the sudden rush of cool air to your cunt and he chuckled at your eagerness.

“Why should I fuck you?” he asked as he fisted his cock and teased your slick entrance before pushing just the tip inside. You could do nothing as he held your hips positioned with his strong hands, your cunt desperately needing the rest of him to be buried deep inside. “Give me one good reason, bella.”

There was no mistaking the bite to his words now, the anger lacing each syllable as his fingers left their imprints on your skin. You knew what he wanted to hear, those magic words that would make him snap his hips forward with a possessive growl.

“Because I’m yours,” you whispered to the sheets before you buried your face in them with a cry as he gave you all that you asked for and more.

Your fingers searched blindly for anything to hold before he released your hips and laced his fingers over yours. “Mine,” he breathed down your neck as his body pressed you deeper into the soft sheets and the tension left your body as you felt safe under the weight.

Your head was dizzy from the bacchanal night and you could hardly draw enough air into your lungs as a fine tremor began to spread across your body. The deep groan in your ear had your core clenching and when he licked the tender skin where he had bit you it was enough to tip you over the edge and into the spiralling blissfulness of release.

“Yours,” you panted through the waves of pleasure that reached a new height when he marked you once more.

You could have left your body and floated right out of the room with the high you felt. But it all came crashing down when he pulled out and the warmth of his seed hit your lower back instead of filling you.

Charles released a shuddering breath as he sat back on his heels and smirked at the mess he made, the anger that usually faded after he came still lingered in his eyes. “Now you look like a whore.”

“Fuck you, Charles.” You rolled over and enjoyed the annoyed grimace on his face as you wiped his come on his sheets before getting up and swiping your dress from the floor.

“Where are you going? It’s 3am.”

“Anywhere you aren’t,” you muttered as you found what shreds remained of your panties and dropped the useless pieces of material back to the ground.

“Just come back to bed, I’ll take you home in the morning.”

You slipped your feet into your heels and grabbed your belongings as you made your way through his apartment. “No, this was a mistake. It’s always a fucking mistake, but this is the last time.”

“We both know that’s a lie,” he called out from the bathroom as he turned on the shower. “Stop being dramatic and let me clean you up.”

You heard the sounds of the water change and knew Charles had stepped under the rainfall shower head. You could already picture him combing his hair back with his fingers as he lathered up the personalised shampoo that was made just for him, the water running over his chest, and knew if you stepped foot in that bathroom there was only one way it ended.

“One last time,” you muttered under your breath as you kicked your heels off and placed your clutch with his car keys on the table next to the door. You slipped your dress off at the door to the bathroom and saw Charles’ silhouette opaque behind the steamed glass wall. “One last time,” you silently promised yourself before stepping in.

But it was another lie.

Click here for part two.

#charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc x female reader #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc imagine #f1 imagine #f1 fanfic #f1 smut #charles leclerc smut

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hearts4juzi · 5 months

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I honestly hate how the fandom treats Michael as a hero and I'm seeing posts about it so I feel a liiiittle better talkign about it

my moots are holding back, i can tell. but hes my favorite so im not. and im a little pissed writing this bc. bc i relate to cc a lot. and seeing ppl mischaracterize not only my favorite character but also someone who reminds me of people who fucking suck drives me INSANE.

so psa, im pissed as fuck and i love michael afton.

First off, he killed Evan. That's obvious. Not only was that literall 100% his fault (NOT WILLIAMS IT PISSES ME OFF WHEN PPL MAKE THAT ALL ABOUT WILLIAM SHUT THE FUVCK UP

he was a bully. yeah he was a kid. yeah he was messing with him. Have you considered he was literally. abusive to his brother. i know the fnaf fandom is scared of using that word to describe him but its fucking true. he was abusive. as fuck. that was awful what he did he wasnt just a bully he harassed him and literally locked him in his room. he was fucking horrible.

and yeah, he didnt mean for that to happen, but not only was that stupid as fuck, i hate any interpritation of "he wanted to be like his dad" "his friends coerced him" PLAY FNAF 4. PLAY FNAF 4. FUCKING PLAY FNAF 4 LOOK AT HIS DIALOGUE AND WHAT HE DOES

HE LITERALLY. EGGED IT ON. IT WAS HIS FUCKING IDEA. WHAT PART OF THAT GAVE "he was coerced" THUSHFUDFUDSIOFDUSOFDSIOS

im trying to be normal

Yeah he probably felt like shit after. yeah it probably was some sort of motivator behind his actions. but lets think. lets think.

fnaf 1 and 2 take place before SL, no? So. if thats true. why didnt he burn those down? to "free the souls?" because it was never about the children.

he burned down the fnaf 3 location to get rid of william. it was ALWAYS abotu william. sure he set the kids free but i reeeeaaallyy dont think that was his intention. it was always about william.

in sister location, did he go there out of the kindness of his heart? no he went there because william asked him too. it was ALWAYS about william. and yeah he probably wanted to help liz, he probably really wanted to help her, but based on his actions, was this really for her? or was it for closure

thats something about michael that i put in shitty brother. closure. he didnt actually want to reconcile with his family, he wanted closure on the guilt he felt. is that 100% wrong? no. its normal to want closure, especially after something like that. but also that should not be his goal

did he apologize? yes. he said sorry. he felt bad, sure. but when you kill someone tehy dont come back. evan deserves to never forgive him ever because that was dumb as fuck and HORRIBLE. IT WAS HORRIBLE. ABUSIVE. ILL SAY IT AGAIN

MICHAEL AFTON ABUSED HIS LITTLE BROTHER FOR NO FUCKING REASON.

yeah. abused. say it with me. A-B-U-S-E-D

not just bullied, not just harassed, ABUSED.

ik we're all scared to say it here but its fucking true. say it with ur chest.

this always came back to william. do i thinkk michael is unfeeling and doesnt care about his siblings at all? NO! I think his siblings drove a lot of his actions. but in the end i dont think he always acted with their best interest at heart. or the mci kids'

and the whole "he wanted to be like his dad" i dont fucking care actually. no seriously sit down beside me and tell me that wanting to be like his dad is an excuse for abusing his brother. seriously come closer i wont bite.

tell me how you think that AS A TEENAGER, 100% AWARE OF HIS ACTIONS, that wanting to be like his dad justifies abusing his little brother. his little brother. who as far as we know, never lashed out, never fought back, never did anything to him. tell me how he fucking deserved that

"Michael was just a kid!" so was Evan. So was Elizabeth. So was Cassidy and Charlie and all the kids who died.

tell me how much michael did that didnt revolve around closure and his father. like i get it, he had priorities, but can we please stop acting like he's some angel working for the greater good of everyone.

it feelslike how ppl treat fucking henry. NO HES NOT A GOOD PERSON PLEASE

MICHAEL IS SELFISH HE'S MESSY HE'S STUPID. HE MAKES BAD CHOICES IN FAVOR OF HIMSELF HE PRIORITIZES REVENGE OVER THE GREATER GOOD HE HURTS PEOPLE AND IT MAKES HIM SO MUHC MORE INTERESTING

oh and also in case anybody wants to pull dittophobia out and tell me how mike went thru that trauma

so did evan. and instead of bonding over that trauma, michael harassed him. ABUSED HIM. wording is important. im sorry for repeating myself so much, but nobody ever tells it how it is. it was abuse.

edit: People seem upset by my wording and honestly? fair. i couldve worded this a lot better but i was tired and irritated and one thing i will clarify

i dont care if u dont see adult michael the way i do. i see him as a selfish obsessive guy whos intent is to fix his family, but plenty of people see it differently and thats okay! /gen

but im not taking back anythign i said about teen michael. because i think to do that is unfair to his character and frankly bullshit. i think its bullshit. and i dont care if you disagree. he was a terrible brother and thats that

but adult mike is free real estate idk idrc abt him as much as teen mike.

#tzu rambles #fnaf #michael afton #fnaf 4 #not tagging discourse bc i dont think this is discourse lol. just my thoughts

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HI UM i really admire you and your art and i was wondering --

so i really love the way you format your comics, its really straight-forward and lets the reader process every word with ease (which i think adds to the impact of the writing), and that one rue comic with the split colors for the parentheses... how do you do it without making it look so messy?? to bring up another example, the hide-and-seek comic- i love how subtle and genius the call back to hiding behind the door was, it blew my mind... i take a lot of inspiration from the way you format and lay out your comics but for some reason i cant wrap my head around how you do so much with so little (in reality this might just be the result of me wanting to add so many little details for others to find , while being conflicted on keeping it simple, and,,, AGH...) for context : im trying to make a comic about isolation, but i keep filling up the page because i want to add things - when really i know i should be keeping it simple... but other than removing unnecessary details, i want to know what else you do to make your comics so clean and simple yet it rips out the emotions from your heart and has you stare at it as it beats. like... i want that type of impact!! i want to affect others on such an intense level!! i want to induce emotions!!! but how?

(sorry this was long, HAHAHA i just want to drive my point home- again with the 'wanting to add a lot of stuff to prove a point' thing but i digress)

ok first of all that is a huge compliment and it means v much to me, thank you 😭🙏❤️❤️

tbh for me the answer of keeping things uncluttered is paying attention to spacing and eye direction. Spacing depends on timing, if you want an action to happen slowly for instance you can make the space between panels longer, or take more panels for someone to complete an action. There's tricks for directing your eye, if you ever read anyth about focal points (eg biggest contrast, triangular shapes pointing towards what's important), but really with comics I keep in mind you're reading left to right and top to bottom.

The ruehob comic is actually simpler than you think 😅 I already knew which text had to be on the left and right with august's text post. And after that the "lanes" were so narrow there weren't a lot of complicated things I could do, just make sure you still read left to right and saunter vaguely downwards.

when you talk about putting little details, that doesn't necessarily have to distract people. Like I honestly applaud you having the drive to do detailing. You just have to make sure your compositions allow for it. Like if you think about ghibli backgrounds, they're elaborate and beautiful af.

For smth about isolation, my first thought was that you can draw a person in a setting alone among a bunch of objects, for instance. If you keep the person small but surround them with a bunch of detailed objects, it could feel very lonely. Just make sure the person still stands out b/c they're what's important, so for example the background stuff is a less saturated colour, or the person is the least detailed thing on the page. I think that's the main thing, you just have to make sure the things important to what you're saying stand out. Clarity is rlly half the battle when I'm laying things out haha

In school our teacher called this "killing your babies" because it sucks when you work hard on a cool drawing and it just doesn't work out😂This also still happens to me, it's actually partly why I keep things simple so I can work fast and throw out less

Here is a timestamp from supereyepatchwolf's video about Chainsaw Man, which has some of the coolest fuckin layouts

He's got other stuff that talks about manga and how eye direction can work and what cool stuff has been done. Off the top of my head his vid about one piece and his vid about gantz have helped me understand how to cause Emotions. Also I think he has one about Junji Ito that specifically talks about how details can make you scared, if you're into that 😂

hope this helps!

#q&a

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