#IM EXTREMLY CONFUSED

[monoghosttv]

crying shaking kicking screaming because ive had to re do this maneling character 3 times because i keep using him to find errors in the maneling dnd beyond homebrew and im gonna have to redo him again now

#txt #maneling #ITS MY FIRST HOMEBREW IM ALLOWED TO MAKE A SHIT TON OF MISTAKES #in my defense dnd beyond can get EXTREMLY confusing when creating any hombrew ever

[st4rrth0ughts]

Hello!!! Since I've been reading all of ur fics especially the hsr ones, I like it so much(⁠๑⁠♡⁠⌓⁠♡⁠๑⁠) . I don't know how you got the idea of it and it makes me feel giddy. If u may , can I request: I want to do unspeakable things to Welt Yang(I main him) like I wanna mark him, bite him, doing different positions, just mating non-stop, I don't know what to add for the reader, you can add tho if ya want, but I want the reader taller (⁠｡⁠・⁠/⁠/⁠ε⁠/⁠/⁠・⁠｡⁠). This is my first request btw (I apologize if I have the wrong grammar or the text of it)

Can I be your "❄️" anon? (⁠>⁠0⁠<⁠；⁠)

bestie no need to apologise that thought is so real (btw whats your team comp i need one for peepaw)

welt with a taller baker reader from the luofu 👓🦯

tw, cw: angst (reader is dead in hi3,) i dont play hi3, food play (occasionally feeding him some chocolates for being a good boy, nothing extreme), petplay, reader is immortal and thus is extremly confused on how Welt's vocal cords are working a/n: 1. what the fuck is a honkai 2. should i play hi3 3. does anyone hate feeding and fattening related kinks??? sorry but i just- cant even try and read those fics ngl the art makes it WORSE

welt loves you. at least, that's what he tells himself, seeing your counterpart work around in the luofu's famed bakery, having been years since he's held your dying body in his arms, sobbing as the light drained from your eyes. He's snapped out of his thoughts as you shoot him a friendly grin, gesturing the man and his two companions to come in. You look the exact same that he remembered you. But your not the same person. He cant just go in and try to convince you he's your lover from another universe, he'll look like a maniac! well, it seems the months of exchanging letters and gifts has won him the spot in your heart. Oh, and in your bed, as a bonus.

Sometimes, when Welt looks at your face, he feels like both crying and hugging you. You just- looked so much like your dead counterpart, from your eyes and hair, down to the way you fucked and handled him with so much care in bed. But he knows that you aren't them, never will be, in fact. And that's okay. He loves you in his own way, just like he loved them once. The man would never lump the two of you together, because you aren't them. (blade im looking at you)

But for now, he doesn't focus on that, simply relaxing in your hold, letting you unbutton his shirt, slide your hands over his underwear, your coarse but gentle voice sending shivers down his spine. A small whimper escapes his mouth as your finger teases his entrance, while you grin at how slick he already is, at least you dont have to find the lube. Lifting his thighs onto your shoulder, and licking that sweet pussy delicately, eliciting a delightful moan from the man, fisting your hair as he tries to grind weakly against you face.

This lovely man, for someone that's 82 years old- well, in human years? You were an immortal from the Luofu, humans are confusing. That being said, from what you've read, humans are more fragile in this state. How he was squealing and crying out in such a high pitched voice, arching his back as tears spill from his eyes as your tongue ravishes his pretty pussy, you figure that he's straining himself, just for you. How adorable, he's doing such a wonderful job. and good boys deserve a huge reward! Cooing softly as you push a small piece of chocolate in his mouth, watching him swallow it as he pants softly, a delirious smile on his face.

Grunting as you gently placed a collar around the man's neck, the leash's end gently clicking around the loop, smiling as he whines softly at the gentle pressure on his bite ridden neck. Pulling the leash closer, the bell jingling lightly as you pull him in for a sloppy kiss, free hand reaching down to fondle his nipples, watching the brunette throw his head back as he jerks from the stimulation, shrill shrieks escaping the man's mouth as he begs for your cock in him, to fill his cunt with your cum. He's been doing such a good job, he deserves the final prize.

Muffling his sobs as your cock pounds into him from behind, only for his head to be yanked back as you tut your tongue disapprovingly, his mind only registering about how he was being such a naughty little puppy, and that if he does that again, you'll just stuff a plug up his pussy, and leave him there, and he doesn't want that! So he's your good boy, eyes rolling back and tongue lolling out as he makes sounds that rival the top pornographic models you've seen. Aeons- you can practically feel your cock threathening to cum when he squirts for the nth time, kiss ridden thighs quivering as he begs so, so sweetly for you.

When you finally cum in him, he wails as he creams around your cock, weakly fucking himself back on you, pupils dilating as he weakly falls on the bed, ass in the air as your seed spills from his puffy cunt, overflowing as you coo softly, in that mocking, sugar coated voice as you line your shaft with his entrance again. The sheets were already soiled with the poor man's cum and sweat, as he screams in overstimulation, babbling about how he couldn't take anymore. Nonsense. He's swallowing your cock so greedily, your not falling for that.

#dom male reader #dom reader #sub honkai star rail #sub hsr #dom gn reader #sub character #honkai star rail smut #hsr smut #sub welt #sub welt yang #welt yang #welt x reader #welt yang x reader #welt yang smut #welt smut #peepaw i wanna fuck #✪anon!

[screaminglygay]

KINKTOBER day 4

pairing: witch!wanda x fem!reader

summary: trick or treat? definitely a treat!

warnings: smut!!!, dark!wanda, dubcon!!, anal, overstimulation, edging, grooping, kinda voyeurism, inserting tentacles, over all dark themes! if you find anything else - I’ll add it!

words count: 3.6k

an: to be honest im not really sure what i did here, umm this fic was written with the biggest block ever, so I do apologize, also it wasn’t proofread, so yeah

(italics = your thoughts)

!MDNI!

Enjoy this spooky time and be safe!

"I´m coming! Just a minute," was heard on the other side of the door as soon as you knocked. Every second bring your body more anxiety, so you try to shake it off by fidgeting with your ring.

After few minutes the door finally opens - and a pretty tall lady, with red hair and aboslutely georgous black dress smiles at you. Your eyes scan her whole look under a second and you look back into her eyes. Her emerald green eyes, framed by long, dark lashes, glisten with a captivating emotion. Her gaze is drawing you in with a mysterious charm. These stunning green eyes seem to reflect the beauty, but also the mystery that comes with the readhead infront of you.

"Trick or treat!" you say as you smile back at her.

"Oh sweetheart," now it´s her turn to look you up and down. Her smile is raplaced by a confusion. "um... and what are you supposed to be?" The redhead tilts her head.

"I- uh a witch." You try to answer with confidence, as you bring your wand up to show her your full fit.

You wouldn´t win an award for the best costume this Halloween, but you tried and everything is homemade, so you should definitely get some bonus points for that. Full black outfit with some spider webs around your torso sounded like a good idea, but maybe it was really hard to tell who are you trying to be.

"Oh- i see now." She nods, but you can see the disappointment in her face. She throws some candy into your bag, but you notice right away that it was only a licorice sweets, which is the worst thing she could give you. "Where is the rest of your group?" She asks as she looks behind you as if she´s waiting for someone else to come.

"Uh... it´s just me. No one wanted to go with me, since they think my outfit sucks." You sigh as you look down, deep down feeling like they might be right.

"Oh no, sweetheart. None of that." She steps closer and her soft fingers touches your chin, lifting it for you to make eye contact with her. "How about I´ll help you with your outfit and at the end of the night you´ll have every candy you ever dreamed off?" Her fingers gently caressing your chin.

"Really?" Your eyes spark with excitement. So much excitement.

"Come on in." The redhead let go of your chin and steps away from the door so you can come inside.

"Thank youuu-" Your eyes met hers again.

"Please call me Wanda." She smiles.

"Thank you, Wanda." You smile back.

As you come inside you can notice that her house is magnificent, everywhere you look you can see architectural details and many ornate decorations, especially on the stairs. It feels kinda like a labyrinth of richly hued tapestries, ornamental vases, and mirrors that capture the light just perfectly. Every corner of the house is a organized, with towering bookshelves that look like a billion dollars worth collection of books, with lots of knowlage in them. The overall ambiance is like a old charm, a sensations of history and elegance. To be honest you wouldn´t be shocked if an 150 old lady lived here, not a beautiful young lady like Wanda.

"Ohh so you like witches too?" You look through her library, reading some of her book titles.

Spells - and everything that comes with them, Spreading your power, Flying around the world: positions, Potions - third edition (extremly addicting)...

Wanda hums as she watches you being interest in her books. "I wrote most of them myself." She says, her voice was still sweet, but you could hear the little harsh tone she added to it, raspy growl with an accent, once subtle and charming, and now pronounced and intense. But you couldn´t put the accent anywhere, maybe somewhere in Europe? East? West? You really didn´t know where to point.

"So you´re an author?" You turn to her.

"You could say that, yeah." Wanda nods.

"That is so cool," you mumbled as something weird and pitch black caught your eye. It was a really dark book, more like a journal that definetly had some history, "what´s that?" you took it from the shelf.

"That is a something like my personal journal." The readhead steps closer to you.

"Oh sorry, I didn´t meant to invade your privacy!" Her hand fall on yours as you wanted to put the book back, where you took it.

"It´s okay, I don´t have any secrets. You can read it." Wanda smiles again.

As you open the book you notice that even her handwriting is so neat and beautiful. It suits her somehow, but as you continue to flip the pages her writing went from tall and pretty to harsh and short. Reading few sentences seem like a good idea, since you had Wanda´s approval. Your face went from smile to confussion real quick. But then it hit you. The woman infront of you you, known as Wanda, is a witch. Despite this revelation, you find yourself not scared but rather intrigued by the truth.

This whole time Wanda was looking at you, waiting for you to speak first.

"So... you´re also a witch?" You try to ease the situations by a joke.

"Also?" She chuckles. "Darling, this poor outfit looks on you more like a trash bag then a costume." Her words hurts. More than you want to admit.

Is my outfit really that shitty?

"Do you want an honest answer, sweetheart?" She steps closer.

Oh so she can read minds now, great.

"I can do more than just read minds." Her accent is very strong by now.

"I- can you not read my mind?" You look at her, noticing she got really close to you.

"Your thoughts are really loud, sweetheart. It´s kinda hard to resist." She almost whispers.

Are they? I can´t think- how do i stop thinking? Oh she´s really close. I don´t mind that. Fuck. (Y/N), not now. I would take her. On a walk, definetly on a walk. No in other way.

Wanda just laughs at your poor tries at calming down your thoughts. "Im glad you´re not afraid of me. That will ease things."

What things? Am I afraid? No. Maybe a little. Who knows? She does.

"Well helping with your new outfit, silly. Which will also help you make more sweets throughout the night."

"Oh! Right!" You nod, immediately following her to her living room, you guess.

You both enter the living room, a space illuminated by the warm, flickering light of few lit candles. Your eyes caught a few wine glasses, each bearing the mark of different shades of lipstick on the enormous wooden table. However, your attention remains fixed on Wanda, who is eager to assist you in making your new Halloween costume.

"Sit over there and I´ll bring some stuff." Wanda smiles and with that she leaves the living room.

You get bored very easily so not even after two minutes you´re on your feet again, glancing around the room. Your eyes are drawn to a paintings adorning the walls. Each canvas is a totally different theme. A dark landscape with rolling hills and a small lake makes you to step into its peaceful scene. Beside it, a bold, abstract burst with vibrant colors, evoking a sense of energy and excitement, which is something you definitely wouldn´t put in a place like this. The figurative portrait of a dark figure seems to watch over the place, which freaks you out a little, since you feel like it´s watching every single one of your steps, even though you can´t really see its face. As you watch these paintings, you don´t even hear Wanda come back.

"I thought I told you to sit over there." Her tone was once again very harsh, which made you feel like a kid that didn´t listen to their mother.

"Sorry, I was just admiring art." You shrug as you sit back, where you were in the first place.

Wanda didn´t say anything, she just started to take things from her bag and list through a book. "Here it is! This will definitely earn you bags full of sweets." She looks at you. "If you´re still in?"

"Yes, of course!" You nod and before you even fully stand up Wanda push you back down with her magic. "Oh wow, that was... so cool." You smile as you notice the red mist flying around.

Wanda smiles at your fascination and comes closer to you. "I need you to close your eyes and trust me, can you do that?" She tilts her head.

"Yes, Wanda. I can do that, if I´ll have a lots of sweets by the end of the night, I will do it!" Your eyes are sparking with bigger excitement than before as you imagine all the chocolate you will eat.

"Okay." She helps you lay down on the couch, which feels really soft on your skin and it makes you close your eyes instantly. "Good, just no matter what, I need you to have your eyes closed, I want it to be surprise." Wanda´s whispers trailing right down your spine.

"I love surprises, I will keep my eyes closed, I promie. Pinky promise!" With your closed eyes you held out a pinky. Almost punching her in the face, but she quickly dodge it. Wanda just smiles at your antics and extends her pinky to make a promise with you.

It took you one more shift on the couch to feel fully comfortable. "I´m ready." You mumble to let Wanda know, even though she can read your mind. Right after the magic start to float around once again.

You feel a lot of silly sensations right away, it feels like a tickling, which in fact makes you giggle out loud. "Tickles!" You say between the laughs.

"I know, it will be just a minute, darling." She smirks, knowing that the tickling feeling is just her magic taking your clothes fully off. At the same time Wanda reagulates your body tempeture with her spells, so you don´t feel even the slightest changes.

The ticklings stops and you fully relax on the couch again, taking a deep breath in and out. Nothing is happening for a few minutes, so it´s very tempting to open your eyes and look what´s going on.

Did she left? Um... should I-

"Absolutly not! If you can´t keep your eyes closed I´ll help you with that too, since I believe you can´t do anything on your own." Wanda scoffs and slides a blindfold over your head. Even if you tried opening your eyes now, you would see pitch black.

The spells and magic start to float around again, red mist tangling around your body. Wanda just sits in her fluffy chair on the other side of the living room. Glass with red wine in her hand as she watches you with hunger in her eyes.

As you open your mouth to talk, you let out a moan. You suddenly feel a warm rush of embarrassment wash over you, your cheeks turning a shade of crimson. It's as if a spotlight has been directed on your momentary lapse, and you can sense the weight of her eyes on you. You fumble for words and wish for a way to disappear into the floor, but the awkwardness lingers.

You feel something touching your body, something that is soft, yet very hard. A delightful sensation begins to spread across your entire body, as if invisible hands are gently caressing your skin. It's like a soothing, expertly executed massage, relaxation and comfort. This wave of bliss sweeps through you, releasing tension and stress with every touch, and you surrender to the embrace of calm that envelops you.

What the hell is that?

"What is what, darling?" Wanda asks, you can hear her voice on the other side of the room, so she can´t be the one touching you. "Oh that? It is just measuring spell, for your outfit to fit perfectly, sweetheart."

"O-okay." You kinda whine out. "I thought that-"

"Oh don´t be silly!" She laughs. "Just stay still." She adds with her raspiness again.

You´re staying still as much as you can. The sensations coursing through your body are unraveling the knots of tension that once held you captive. Muscle melting into a state of pure relaxation. Each touch seems to release a sigh of relief from deep within, and you sink further into a state of blissful repose. "I need you to be relaxed, otherwise it´s not going to fit, darling." Wanda adds.

Fit? Fit what?

"All the accessories." Once again she answer your inner question.

Wanda felt like you were ready and like you can and will take whatever she give you as a addiction to your costume.

You can feel something spreading your legs a bit and moving you little of the couch. The warm feeling never leaving your body, it´s the other way around actually, it´s just increasing. It’s weird how come you can feel a touch all around your body, when Wanda is on the other side of the room. You can hear her cutting out some cloth and time to time her soft humming.

"Oh my god-" you yelp as you can feel something wet between your legs.

How come I´m this wet? Did I pee myself? Oh my god! What is going on?

"Everything okay, darling?" Wanda asks as she´s looking at your hips, slowly going up and down. Your pussy is leaking and she didn´t even touch you.

"Yes! All good!" You´re hoping you´re just feeling things, but Wanda would already say something if things wouldn´t be okay. So it is just silly feelings. Oh you know what it is, it´s the little axienty from being blindfolded, now it make sense. You’re just anxious.

Wanda listen to your thoughs as she´s having the time of her life. It´s time for the actual fun to begin. She extends her hands, conjuring four crimson, ethereal tentacles of pure energy. These serpentine tentacles undulate, glowing with the passionate and dangerous red hue, slowly extending toward their target, you. It's a captivating display of Wanda's magical skills, a vivid manifestation of her power.

As each of them lay on you, you can feel a little wetness, that sticks to you right away. It feels... good. Really good. Whatever measuring device this is, you want to feel it in you-

'Your wish is my command' is Wanda´s first thought. One of the tentacles are slowly teasing you on your inner thighs. Moving slowly up and down your leg. "I need to measure your thighs, darling. Just to make sure your costume is the perfect size. Just give me a moment." She say from the other corner of the room, sipping on her wine.

How come I can feel her, when she´s over there?

Your thoughts are quickly swap away as you feel something really hard enter your already drenched pussy. And before you can think things through, you felt absolutely nothing in your head, just pleasure. The world seems to align perfectly with Wanda´s and yours desires, creating a warm and euphoric feeling, gentle you could say. Or moan at the current state your in.

You feel like your in a dream. A very good one may Wanda add.

The enormous thing is going in and out of you like it was nothing. Wanda´s eyes are on you as she watches in awe how you didn´t resist at all. How naive you´ve been the whole time. How come little thing like you survived for such a long time in this cruel and scary world by yourself? It´s a miracle and Wanda already knows she can´t risk your well being any much longer. It is just the right time for someone to take care of you. And she´s doing a really good job at it.

As you think nothing can make you feel better, you feel the same wetness that is going in and out of you, sliding up and down your ass. Subconsciously you move, so your in better position for whatever is coming. And trust Wanda, there is always something coming.

It´s way slower and more gentle. Your mind is waiting only for one thing, a slight push. But Wanda wants to tease you for little bit, she wants your body to beg for it, when your head is too foggy to do so. You don´t feel embarrassed anymore, you don´t care. You need everything that Wanda will give you.

Wanda is still sipping on her wine as she watches you struggle, but she is feeling generous tonight, especially when she found you in this poor state, scared, weak, but mostly alone with no one who would saved you, but that will change, starting tonight at this moment.

She let her magic finally push in. As one tentacle is going in and out your pussy at the speed of light, the other one is sliding out of your ass so slow, that you start to move your hips for more. The third tentacle is slowly making its way to your clit, making you feel overstimulated.

And if Wanda was afraid you´ll be overthinking too much, now she knows you won´t ever think again. The sight of you, ruining her expensive couch with your juices is something she will make you do often. Because this is what you´ve been made to do.

You´re close and your voice is cracking from all the screaming you did tonight, Wanda finally stands up, putting her glass on the table and walks over to you, her hand finally touching you and going up and down your stomach as her red tentacles doing their own job. When her hand touches you, it's like a soothing embrace, that is also very harsh. You can feel the warmth radiating from her touch. In that moment, the outside world fades completly away, leaving you with the sensation of her touch.

She knows your close and she would love to see you fall apart, but she knows she can´t rush things. So after few squeezes of your tits and light pinch to each of your nipples, she stops. Completely. Everything. All of her magic disappearing and she makes a step back.

If you´d had any energy left you would scream, but right now, you´re just shaking on her couch. As the cold sensation envelops you, it's as if a thick dark fog descends upon your mind. The chill seeps into your thoughts, causing confusion and a sense of detachment. This cold, fuzzy feeling blurs your senses and creates an unsettling disconnect from the warmth and clarity you once knew. This is totally different from your fuzzy mind before, because at that time you were in pleasure, but now? You don´t have even that.

After a few minutes of you just laying there Wanda takes off your blindfold and you´re back in some clothes, that feels very soft. You blink a few times.

"What´s wrong, darling? You don´t like the new costume I made you?" She shushes you and wipe your falling tears. You look down, touching your new outfit, that honestly looks way better than the one you made yourself. You've got a long, black, flowing dress and a purple cloak with cool silver designs next to you. "I assumed you wouldn´t want a hat, since you didn´t had one earlier. But I made you this..." She gave you a small version of her pitch black journal.

"I- um..." You´re still shaken up from what happened before.

But what even happened before?

"You fell asleep, silly. It was hard to put those on, but look at you now!" Wanda smiles.

I slept?

"You had an intesne dream?" Wanda looks at you with concern and all you could do is just nod.

After a few minutes of complete silence Wanda comes back with a big bag full of sweets.

"Oh my god!" And your little mind is now occupied with sweets. Everything is good now.

"It´s all yours... like I´ve said. Your new outfit will make you bag full of your favorites." Wanda smiles and hands you the bag.

"Oh my god, thank you!" You take it without a beat.

"No, I thank you, darling. You know where to find me if you want more." Wanda winks and you feel this ache between your legs.

"I- uh huh." You nod once again.

As Wanda closed the door behind you, she knew right away, that you will be back soon. She needs you to come back by yourself, if she captured you now, it wouldn’t do a single good. And till that time, her magic will follow you everywhere, to make sure her new thing is safe. And that your mind is always occupied by really important things.

Wanda comes into the living room to clean, she looks at the couch that is still very wet and as she´s in her head a group of people appears behind her.

"How the hell do you always do this, Maximoff?" A tall blonde asks with jealousy in her voice.

"You always have the most naive ones and they literally come to you!" Other lady snarks.

Wanda smiles and turns around. "Well I think that this one will be open for some sharing. Literally." She smirks at her own joke.

Knock knock.

Wanda opens the door and to her surprise it´s you.

"Hai, um... i was thinking- I really like this one chocolate, but i found only one in the bag you gave me so uh, do you have maybe another one? I can trade it for something!" You smile at her.

Wanda is just looking at you with smile on her face. As you came way sooner and she doesn’t know what to say.

"Of course! We have plenty of those here and we will happily trade it with you for something else!" The blonde one almost pushed Wanda out of the way.

"Great! Thanks!" You happily walked back in.

Let´s just say, that after that night you had every sweet you ever wished for. And they had their own.

Oooof this was something. I need to get my writing spirit back, cuz this ain’t it.

Anyways thank you for reading!!!

#adele writes #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff smut #kinktober 2023 #day four #witch!wanda #marvel universe

[marunalu]

I think Horikoshi will repeat the revelation formula he did with Tomura with DFO, a lot of explanation and most of the flashbacks will be AFO's POV

I think so as well. And knowing afo his narrative will be extremly biased against himself the moment he shows human emotions just how in the flashbacks of his childhood and after yoichis death he wants people to believe that he was "evil since birth" and that he only cried because he wanted to "confuse" kudou and they were only crocodile tears. Like, yeah SURE dude! 🤣

The more I see from the latest few chapters the more Im convinced afo is actually trying to kidnapp izuku and to get him away from the battlefield. And that makes perfectly sense because when afo showed up at the very beginning of the battles right behind aoyama his order to aoyama was to lure izuku away from everyone. He already planed to kidnapp him since the izuku solo arc before the war would even start and tried again after izuku was back at ua. And in last weeks chapter we see him reach out towards izuku right before aizawa and co interrupt him which made people believe afo meant to attack despite that we dont know what he was about to do. Personally I believe he either wanted to heal izukus arms himself hence why he doesnt interrupt aizawa by doing so instead or he wanted to grab izuku and use some quirk to get away for now.

#bnha #bnha spoiler #bnha dad for one #bnha all for one #izuku midoriya

[https-shan]

benny weir - cockblock

words: 809

"y/n" benny looked at me with puppy eyes. "what benny?" i smiled and looked at him.

"do you want to come over today?" he asked smiling like a goof. "benny?! she cant we're playing-" ethan came from aroudn the corner.

"hey guys!" rory walked up to all of us smiling. "whats got you all happy" i smirked well looking at rory.

"nothing, cant a guy just be happy?" he looked at me disgusted "not all of us are depressed" he joked with me.

"thats a new low, even for you rory" i rolled my eyes playfully. "hey" he put his hands up like he was surrendering "it was going to come out either way"

i saw erica and sarah walking down the hall. "hey ethan look, your girlfriends walking this way"he hit my forearm. "she's not my girlfriend, you know that"

i tried hiding my laughter. "deny, deny, deny" me and benny said at the same time, and laughed.

ethan put himself together by fixing his colar and fixing whatever rinkles he could find. i smirked looking up at benny.

"so benny-boo what do you say we leave and go-"

"hey y/n i need to talk to you about something" erica spoke up.

i turned to look at her "yeah of course, let's go" i pointed down the hall gesturing her to follow. she obliged

"whats the deal with you and benny? did you guys do anything yet" she smirked.

"well..." i sighed "not really, we get as far as making out and someone interrupts"

"oh.. that sucks" she turned to look at our friends. "i could get you guys alone?" she suggeted.

"E, i love you but i want to get this done myself" i sighed.

"its fine i get it" she turned around "are you coming?" she turned to see if i was behind her.

we got back to the group and talked until the bell rang. we all went our seperate ways, except for me and benny because we had the same class.

we got to Mr. G's class and sat in the back.

"why are we sitting back here?" he looked at me confused. i smiled "no reason, just a change i guess"

he nodded his head and looked up at the board.

we were writing down notes, well i waited for everyone to finish including benny, i was getting bored. Class was almost over but i was extremly bored, an idea popped in my head.

i put my hand on benny's thigh. "what're you doing y/n" he looked at me worried.

i looked at him innocently "nothing benny, what do you mean?" i moved my hand up higher.

"y/n-"

i moved my hand from benny's thigh almost immediately.

"benny" Mr.G clapped his hands together "do you know the answer to the question?" he looked at benny.

"i- uh what? sorry what was the question" he looked up at Mr.G with a slight blush on his face.

the bell rang, "ah next time benny, see you guys tommorow"

i got up from my seat and said goodbye to Mr.G.

i heard someone behind me, already knowing it was benny i moved to the side so he could walk beside me.

"sooo" benny said in a sing-song voice.

"what is it benny?" i smiled.

"no. no no. you dont get to act all innocent now-"

"hey guys!" rory came from around the corner. "hey rory" i smiled.

"how was class, batman" i smiled. "first thank you, no one calls me batman, and it was soooo boring" he chuckled "did not get a thing done"

"rory im sorry but me and benny need to get home, talk tommorow. kay?" i tried my best to get me and benny away from everyone.

once me and benny got to his house, i went in the kitchen to grab some juice.

"y/n, baby" benny was standing behind me. i hummed, i turned to look at him.

"can we finish what you started in class?" he looked at me with hunger in his eyes.

before he could say anything else i leaned up and kissed him, he took no time to kiss back, it was passionate. he put me onto the counter and moved so he was standing in between my legs.

he licked my bottom lip asking for entrance, i opened my mouth and he explored my mouth.

"benny!" we heard the door close. we both groaned, "in the kitchen grandma" i got myself off the counter.

"oh hello y/n, what're you doing here?" she smiled at me.

"uh me and benny have homework to do" i took a sip of my juice.

"mhm" grandma gave benny a look and walked out.

i looked at benny with a worried look "she defiantly knows"

he goaned "its grandma, she knows everything"

sorry if its bad lmao if you have tips to imrpove my writing please dm

#my babysitters a vampire #benny weir imagine #benny weir #ethan morgan #sarah fox #rory keaner #erica jones #slight smut #benny weir smut

[autisticbokutoenthusiast]

do u have any bokuto timeskip headcanons friend? :>

yes! some of the ones i consider to be foundational to my timeskip bokuto lore since im sleepy:

to preface i am a bokuto lesbian moms believer and i think he is really close with them and continues to rely on them for help navigating his life forever. you will have to pry the way they baby him from me in a fight to the death

he and atsumu are like, the word isnt inverses but theres something about them to me that is the same but different idk, anyway i think theyre friendship is super important to both of them, like theres unspoken understanding between the two of them. soulmateism but for teammates turned friends. one of them has a problem or is experiancing overload the other one already knows and is on it kinda thing. is it realistic? no but i dont care. i think tho, from an outsiders perspective theyre just friendly, or just spend a lot of time together because theyre teammates almost the exact same age, but iykyk.

bokuto to me is someone who can be friends with anyone, but not anyone will be friends with him. i think if you can kick it with someone without prejudice you can kick it with him cause he has a very open heart but not everyone can handle its strength. he is however very genuine with his affection so most people at least get along with him over time if not at first

he is considered a bit of a risk when traveling because of his tendency to wander around paying attention to small details instead of important markers and gets lost

i also think bokuto and aran are best friends because bokuto is practical enough to ease aran's anxiety and aran doesn't hold strangeness against you

i think him and ushijima are work nemesis for a period. why? maybe bokuto retains some of his friendly competition for ushijima from high school and it rubs him the wrong way, maybe bokuto misinterperets ushijima's demeanor as dismissive of him in a way people who dont like him are, who knows, all i know is they one day both decide theyre over it and become ride or die acquaintences like they dont hang out but if you give one of them shit the other with triple homo spike pass you to an early grave

i think bokuto, if he gets upset on the court, is probably gonna get upset at himself, or the lights being a little brighter than he anticipated, or he didn't give the pose he wanted when people took pics on the way in or whatever- when his teammates start yelling at the other team/ref or kicking at the net, hes the one to calmly redirect them to focusing on the next play. all of this to say that if you see him pissed.... its a match for the history books.... im talking turkiye v brazil vnl 2023 vibes- fucking crazy

the little acrobatic tricks he does at the beginning of the jackadlers match is part of my personality. you (furudate) can force me to accept he graduated from university, but you (furudate) will never make me believe he didnt at least try to go to clown school.

he is one of those volleyball players that has your regularly scheduled match/ sponsorship/ travel/ occacional fancams posts but also whatever his current interest is is super obvious because his feed will be broken up by a million posts about cacti or a type of australian spider or a deep dive into every type of cloud or the color blue or something

hes the type of player who gets interviewed midmatch and after throroughly complimenting everyone on court he recounts every point like it has been the highlight of his life- the interviewer is always extremly confused and unsure of how to cut him off

hes also one of the life of the party players- gets a service ace and does a lil victory lap or does tiktok dances from the bench when the camera is on him

also this is slightly less related but bokuto's moms have taken akaashi as one of their own and bokuto gets really upset if they all hangout without him and dont send a selfie of their time together.

i think at somepoint aran explains to him kita's definition of confidence and after that he is better at not shutting down midmatch- he tries to anticipate things he cant anticipate and focus on the parts of the game that remain conistant- but it continues to be hard for him in day to day life- in fact id say that the older he gets the harder time he has

he and kuroo text everday- about everything and nothing- but they continue to be besties

i mean this seriously i think he can dabble in drag as a treat

i think he has to balance being himself and being loved for it and being aware of the ways people negatively perceive him...

everyone assumes he is a pr teams worst nightmare but actually that honor goes to sakusa, but bokuto will help him with it

im too sleepy now but thank you for asking!!

#haikyuu #bokuto koutarou

[geronimomo-spd]

what i truly want for Crowley and Aziraphale in season 3 is this: fresh interactions of how being a couple means to them!!!

these are two aro-spec mother fuckers trying to be a couple for the first time, someone posted a while ago that they would be insuffreble when they come together, which is very true as i really support it, but before that!! i want them like, to figure out what they feel like as a couple slowely, i want Azirapahel to reach out to crowley and crowely actually leaning into him for the first time, trying to give Aziraphale what he wants, and i want Azi to be like ??? stare at him for a second, just because he is not used to this omg!! and Crowey would be like 'oh shit... he did not want that apperently' and trying to step away... just for Azi to be like NO PLEASE COME BACK and they are both smiling at each other.

I want Azirapahle to think that now they're a couple, he must hold Crowley's hand all the time and hug him in ways Azi doesn't want to do, but thinks they should because they are now a couple, and i want Crowley to think that they are a couple now so he must be overly nice to Aziraphale which would leave him all confused.

I want them to work on misgivings and expectations of human coupling until they figure out that they really don't need to change themselves to be more palatable and diffrent just because they are now "offical". they are useless, do you expect them to be completely normal and calm about being together?? they would want to show the other they are willing to take the first step! they would over try and tear themselves a new one just for now not exactly knowing how to oparate being in the same room together, just that they love each other and are also extremly happy by this equasion!

then... little by little, settle into loving each other, taking what they learned each other loved, (which im guessing would be hugs, tender face touches, the works!) and settle into being with each other!! learning that yes, they can be more affectinite to each other, just that that they don't have to be "the perfect partner" by human standers, and i do not care how long that would take, even just, two scenes like this would kill me, but it will show that these two beings need to work to figure this relationship out and would be so in character for them!!

#good omens spoilers #fave #good omens #good omens show #crowley #aziraphale #aziracrow #aziraphale x crowley #anthony j crowley #ineffable husbands #my ineffable husbands #their arospec vibes are imance i have so much to say about this about this its insane #but this is what i think realisticly would make the most sense to be actually on screen #my headcanons #good omens season 2 #good omens season 3

[zero-art-or-braincell]

im back on my bullshit!

this time: an in other lands pokemon au bc the autism table fits any dynamic and this has been rotating in my head like a rotisserie chicken in a microwave. some more headcanons:

luke sunborn is absolutly a horse girl. he takes care of his ponyta really well and takes it out for runs and gives it alllot of treats. all of his pokemon are spoiled bc he keeps loosing the second the puppy eyes are out.

lukes solrock is a generational tradition. its the first pokemon a sunborn gets at 10 years old

yes elliot is basically N but ginger , short jewish extremly autistic and bi. he also dosent have pokemon in his world, only digimon. was he on the run from home when he accidentally fell into the otherland? maybe ;)

theyre all autistic. source? me :) im autistic and i said so :)

serene and elliot in particular are basically on the two ends of the emotion spectrum. serene finds emotion a bit too confusing and dosent really get it or feel it, while elliot puts his whole pussy into it but is so bad at matching that in his speech and actions.

yes serene is aro. i have decided :). elliot of course is bi and luke is ace

on his first day in the school elliot steals all of the pokemon from the lab to free them. principle woodsinger was not impressed. at all.

one of the pokemon he freed chose to stay with elliot. a little popplio that he named smooth jazz

pokemon shifters exsist. i feel like the name is self explanatory . i did this bc pokemon fucking is uh...

the pokemon world dosent have swear words like the human world does. elliot makes it his mission to teach them.

the pokemon world dosent make sense! have u read the pokedex entries?? he might just have to re-write the entire pokedex.

elliots mother is a lab professor at the highschool. the encounter is not pleasent...

i have more but this post is already long so

#in other lands #elliot schafer #serene heart in the chaos of battle #luke sunborn #in other lands fanart #art #my art #pokemon au #im honestly not that versed in pokemon lore so if theres anything u wanna add feel free :D #also luke and serene catch two honedges at some point #if anyone gets the bio warfare joke i love u :)

[jesuscrab]

Alan Wake II - first thoughts, three hours in.

Just got to the start of chapter 3, still spoilering just in case.

(please dont disscus story details in comments/reblogs, thanks!)

IMPORTANT TOP THING: PERFORMANCE ISSUES: the audio keeps fucking skipping during cutscenes and i dont know why. i did the tricks all the wbesites said (move the game to SSD, play in fullscreen) but it keeps going on, which is extremly annoying. the issue is so common and big that i keep seeing guys on the internet complain about it! i want to beleive they are working on patches, but the game has been out for two two months now, and they still haven't acnowlaged the issues at all. Fuck, man. (the rest of the game plays good on my new gpu btw)

So, AW2 is basiclly a resident evil now. I knew it was gonna be a surivial horror, but the way the game and it's puzzles have been set up so far is just like from an RE game, even how parts of the UI or animations look. Not that i mind - remedy is a studio that wears their inspirations on their sleeve and isint afraid to yoink good ideas.

The game plays very nice so far. The atmosphere, the story... it's all very unique and interesting. All the cult stuff is capivating, and i was legit suprised to see nighngale brought back so early and in such a way. In some parts i feel like the story moves too qucikly, with our protagonits accepting the supernatural way too quickly, but maybe its for the better? we don't have to see our characters deny what's right in front of them for hours, it's all clear from the very start. And control did the same thing, with our main gal going along with all the nonsensical crap thrown at her.

speaking of the plot, the case feature is cool. helps organize plot in your head, every goal and thing you should do is clearly expalined and shown right in front of you, even forced for you to come to conclusions yourself. nice. way better then deadly premoniton did it.

Combat is weird so far. i only gotten into two fighting scenarios (not counting the nightingale "boss fight") and they were cool, but i felt like something was off. dodging seems basiclly useless now as enemies can grab you out of it, so the shootout consisted of me running around and picking the taken from the distance. is this the way the game wants me to play it? i don't mind that the game plays differently and more horror-like, but i wish the dodge wasn't so pathetic. boosting your flashlight seems a bit unreliable too, but that could be a set up problem.

i'm trying not the be too negative, since i had a very similar problem with control. in that game, the fights seemed extremly hard and annoying UNTIL you get all the abilites. then the game and it's combat really starts to shine, with flying around, grabbing missles out of the air, doghing, shielding, all that jazz. it's so dynamic and fun then, with all the weird and creative enemy types. i hope that all the weirdness of the combat is just exepriencing some growing pains and it will all fade when i get fully used to how it all works and unlock some upgrades/weapons.

minor complaint - the fbc stuff is, how i predicted, too prominent. don't look so weird at me! i don't mind control referneces and relevance, but from the very beggining of the game it just feels like too much, yknow? the closed gate was fun (and sets up the dlc content), the station and dialouge with casey about it was cute, but it feels like too early for this sort of cameo. sprinkle it in, be subtle - just like control did it with alan! well, until the dlc, but that's excusible since it was an extended teaser for AW2. the previous refrences were there, and a lot of them, but they werent all thrown in the players face. it also feels like those who didint play control would be missing out on important lore and jokes, which would confuse them, which is not great.

in summary, the game seems good so far! there is a lot of weirdness i still have to get used to, but im sure it will all wear down along the way when i play more. I just hope the damn issues will be fixed until then...

#alan wake 2 #control

[pansyfemme]

oh man your tags on your previous post. I am also binary in a atypical way; both binaries for the price of one in my case (bigender) and while many consider themselves nonbinary along with that label, I… vehemently do not. ough the amount of. conversations I’ve needed to have with people about they/theming binary trans people and/or people who explicitly do not use they/them. I am not “nonbinary” or a “they/them” because I do not perform gender conformity well enough. gnc-ness or gender subversion in general is not a negation of gender identity. sending you luck out there

thank you, it's really nice to hear from someone feeling similarly. I've had a number of strange discussions about gender, and honestly i can't always tell you where i lie. the way i think of it, i'm male. 1000% male. but tbh. i cannot tell you my "male" and a cis guys "male" is the same. or that my "male" is the same as other trans guys I know. but yknow. while i doubt my gender belongs on the cisnormative idea of a gender binary- i think its probably not what people are expecting as a binary "male" gender- it's male to me, and so i identify as somewhere in the world between binary and not, if you really want to get deep about it. either way tho. if you ask me, im a guy, a binary guy. whether that binary is binary or not.

I'm never really sure why i started the whole gnc thing. To me, it's "crossdressing" but i don't use that word a lot bc it confuses people. I'm not always trying to look like a woman, but it is a bit of a performance for me, i do get a bit of a thrill out of being a spectacle, of being unidentifiable as a man or a woman. And as such, i don't really mind what strangers call me. I get a bit pissed when im fully in boy clothes with my facial hair out and get called a lady, but yknow. whatever. maybe they just thought i was a really cool butch, im fine with that. I'm proud of being a femme, of being a gay dude. I like when im seen as such, but i can't exactly pick and choose how people see me when im purposly blurring the lines. I used to wear my pronouns on my mask back at the beginning of the pandemic, when i first got back into wearing skirts, but that only worked abt 50% of the time. plus, women's bathrooms are cleaner, even if it does terrify me to go into either gendered toilet.

The issue though- arises is that publically, to those who know me, to my classmates, my professors, my friends- my gender isn't ambigious. I am very, extremly clear about my pronouns and my gender, i say it a lot, too much, honestly. But still, they/them is the most commonly used pronoun set for me, despite me being vocal that i use exclusivly he/him. It's not a secret, it is easily found, accesible information. if someone does ask me my pronouns, i don't mind even. at least then, i can make sure that they know them. but no matter what i do, i'm still referred to neutrally. It's not as bad as being called she/her, but it is a bit of a sting to the heart. I'm not a masc guy, i don't care if im "manly enough" to prove im a guy, i just have the simple hope that if i give people clear instructions on how to not make me feel like shit, they will follow them. I know people aren't trying to be malicious, people make assumptions about gender all the time. The fact that i 'pass as nonbinary' without even trying would be a lifetime achievment for other trans people i know. But the reality is, i'm not other trans people- i am just a dude with a 'typical' gender who does things in an 'atypical' way.

The one thing that has come of a lot of this, as my body became more masculine and my clothes more feminine, is that I have found a few people who didn't know my agab. They weren't surprised i'm trans, but i doubt they'd be either if i said i was a cis dude. It's just become that kind of way. I don't claim to pass as cis normally, im not trying to do that or particurally instrested in the ability to do so outside of casual situations and when it might be in my best intrest to try and do so. But the reality is, a lot of people see me, see my beard and my flat chest, my skirts and my longer hair, and they aren't able to catogorize me. And when i say im a boy, they are so confused about why a boy would be wearing what i do to even consider i might not actually have a dick. It's a funny thing.

i dont really know what to say. honestly its like. just up and down. i have no plans to stop presenting the way i do or calling myself the words i do, but i do think about it a lot. I do think about how people view me.

[haloedsunshines]

♧ :3

You’re my: friendiest friend :D like a little friend blorbo im rotating in my brain

How I met you: mikaaaa

Why I follow you: bc ilysmmmm and ur so so cool

Your blog is: very swaggy and fun

Your URL is: iconic !!! cinnamon rolls are a comfort food ive loved them since i was smol <33 its like fate

Your icon is: extremly confusing - i just got an ask from u and ash and i was squinting at u both like huh ?

A random fact I know about you: ur in astronomy club !! and v competitive

General opinion: whats else to say u are an amazing chicken nugget cinnamon fren who is very very amazing

A random thought I have: i thinlk the fact that all my nicknames for are food is a hint that when i meet u i should bite ur arm

#asks #chicken nugget cannibal #:]

[wu-tvng]

this is part 2 from my previous post about the lack of elegancy in my writing. i always wrote for academic purposes as that's all i know how to do in my last 23-4 years of age. i recently turned 24 and u would think i have a lot of life experience on how to be a woman, friends, music, just life in general, for my age. but i don't. and it actually makes me very sad confused and angry about this because i want to feel like im proud of myself and the life that i lead at this age or just in any moment. but instead i am shell-shocked at how i jumped from 18 to 24. i do not know wat has traversed in the 7 year gap leading to my turning point to my mid-twenties. if anything i have posted my 2021 graduating 1 year later to 2022 in which i have graduated when i was 22 (yay!), and then i turned 23 in october after graduation in which a month back i had broken up with a boy i dated for 3 years (still trying to reason with myself why it was not a waste of time and was actually beneficial to me (but im still tryna find the reason atm)l0l)... anyways so i recently turned 24 last month, and during that whole year i have just been extremely depressed and disoriented, trying to adjust to living back home with my parents. i have now a year later ,Just, made peace that im living here and out of college and alla that. but i just realize the reason why post grad was especially hard for me because i didn't really think about a life after college. i grew up with the sole purpose of going to college and not any other ideas planted in my head that durng college i really didn't plan for anything as i was extremly out of touch with reality as i still think i am since i comfotabley live with my parents and have everything paid for which is absurdly weird becasue as a 24 year old i should be paying my own expenses and contributing to this household. but i think it does allude to how my upbringing was a lil abnormal at best and perverted at worst for me to be ths out of touch with my career trajectory and how to live 101 or how to be human 201. i have a lot on my pot as u can see.

its hard to redirect one's life and attain focus when u grew up and has isolated urself only with lost and mentally neurotic ppl who has taught u how to survive like them.

[alwaysdreamer-u]

TLM Update ramble

So i managed to write more of the putline for the fic today, im already in chapter 12, and by this point I'm more certain that the first part is gonna be roughly 20 chapters long, that mostly depends on how long each chapters turns to be.

Also is so crazy how a bit of planning and actually having at least some of the characters figured out before writting changes the way you can tell a story.

I've also being thinking of creating like a whole new ao3 fic instead of updating the already published chapters i have. Im thinking of this for 2 reasons:

I can keep the old version, called it like the beta storie, and its a memory and whoever loved that version can still read it if they want.

The capters are going to be extremly different from what i have planned, so changing it the old chapters for the new ones might be confusing for old readers.

Another idea that has being going around in my head is that I might publish the story once is fully or almost fully written, that way i still have time to write while being able to publish on a scheduel.

And I might do this, since having a short timeline when it comes to writting just makes me dont want to write at all ;w;

BUT

I do plan to create a death line to have at least hafl of this written so that I do finish this proyect.

NAME FOR THE SERIES

I need to find a new name for this story too, I've been thinking i might be able to get a good one, once i finish writting the first part.

Another problem i find myself in is, im torn between having a name for the whole series and that's it.

OR

Have the series name and also a separated name for each part (there gonna be 4 parts if i remember correctly) so i dont know

I suck at choosing names, so im truly struggling.

The original name is not my favorite to be honest, since the idea for it came from this being a one shot... and since its not a one shot anymore then the name doesnt work anymore.

If anyone has recomendations or tips on how to name a story im all ears, im dying here TTwTT

And i think that's all regarding the update.

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Ahora en español

Así que me las arreglé para escribir más outlines para los episodios del fic hoy , ya estoy en el capítulo 12, y en este punto estoy más seguro de que la primera parte tendrá aproximadamente 20 capítulos, eso depende principalmente de cuánto tiempo dure cada capítulo.

También e impresionante como el tener una idea establecida sobre tus personajes y lo que son y que quieren hace una diferencia monstruoso en como escribes una historia :v

También he estado pensando en como hacer otra historia, me refiero a dejar la antigua y esta nueva versión publicarla a parte, y he pensado en esto por dos razones:

Puedo conservar la versión anterior, llamada como la historia beta, y es un recuerdo y quien amó esa versión todavía puede leerla si quiere.

Los capítulos nuevos serán extremadamente diferentes de lo que ya tenía, entonces el actualizar la historia actual con esto solo podría causar confusión para los lectores antiguos.

Otra idea que me ronda por la cabeza es que podría publicar la historia una vez que esté completa o casi completamente, de esa manera todavía tengo tiempo para escribir y poder publicarla constantemente, asi de elegir un día donde se sube ep nuevo y toda la cosa

Y podría hacer esto, ya que tener un cronograma corto a la hora de escribir simplemente hace que no quiera escribir nada ;w;

PERO

Planeo tener una fecha limite para tener por lo menos la mitad de la historia escrita, así me forzo a que realmente yo termine este proyecto.

NOMBRE DE LA SERIE

Necesito encontrar un nuevo nombre para esta historia también, he estado pensando que tal vez pueda conseguir uno bueno una vez que termine de escribir la primera parte.

Otro problema en el que me encuentro es que estoy dividido entre tener un nombre para toda la serie y eso es todo.

O

Tengo el nombre de la serie y también un nombre separado para cada parte (habrá 4 partes si no recuerdo mal), así que no lo sé.

No soy muy bueno eligiendo nombres, así que realmente estoy luchando.

Para ser honesto, el nombre original no es mi favorito, ya que la idea surgió deun one-shot… y como ya no es un one-shot, entonces el nombre ya no funciona para nada.

Si alguien tiene recomendaciones o consejos sobre cómo nombrar una historia, soy todo oídos, me muero aquí TTwTT

Y creo que eso es todo con respecto a la actualización.

#dreamer writes #dreamer thoughts

[valdederon]

FLAMES JOURNEY CHAPTER #9 neegans pain and unexpectedly hard runions

valdederon and negan both sit down after escoting neegan to his room and neegan begins to sob heavily valdederon looking around the room witch is a mess of claw marks rasor shell slashes and the furniture all but in ribbons the only thing un touched is his nest witch has a couple empty bottles of Spelon Berry bombs ( a spicy whiskey like drink ) and one un opened .

negan--- .. i try ..n.not to drink to much but.. this day of all days hurts so dam much i cant…

he reaches for the bottle but gasps as it shatteres as a stick flies through it clearly thrown with force

neegan-- ha.. guessi shouldnt be surprised.. your heart is like a marsh.. hic.. marsh mallow

valdederon--- i know from experiance that drinking seems like it helps but it doesnt.. in my life as a human i tried it once but gave it up when i nearly blew up an entire ware house having a flash back.. talk to me.. whats going on aside from it beeing your friends birthday and you beeing up set that you both had a fight.

neegan---… can i get some rest first..but.. stay in the room with me.. i cant stand to be alone right now….

valdederon gently sighs and helps neegan to his nest were he promptly passes out exausted lightly drunk and extremly sad.. possibly even depressed…he then goes over to the fire place and gets it gowing after soaking up the mess he made .

valdederon--- he must have just stared recently to not bee upset at me shattering that drink..

over the next couple hours neegan fidgets in a restless slumber tears straming down his face when he eakes up and grabs a berry from his travel pack and begins eating it groggily. yawning after he finishes he rubs the side of he shoulder and lets out a soft sigh.

neegan-- probably…6 years ago..awhile before you were rescued by the guild master i was part of a dungeon raid with my bestfriend…my brother..a pansear named james .we were fighting in preety tight halways so most of his strong moves were to powerful. there were 12 teams and wed fight in rotation it was super stressful. james and i .. he he he.we fought in synk and were combat medics but a few hours in the raid a grupt of razor hounds rushed out of no were and were about to rip into me when …a dark purple flash riped a powerful explosive blast scattering evryone.. i was burned and 3 of out team member got hurt but 4 teams were.. knocked unconsios and varrybaddly injured. if it werent fo teleport badges i dont know how many we would have lost, i. was upset scared.. angry confused when i woke up james and i started to argue and fight. and i called him a no goof fire bombing psycho. but it wasnt his fault but i was so upset i just ran.. and ran and ran untill i ended up here…..mother mew help me.. im a terrible friend.

he begins to sob and valdederon gets up from sitting by the fire place and comes over gently rubbing the dewotts back as he wails not one of them aware of the comming events ahead of them.

valdederon--- lets go work out some of your frestration.. you could use a light distraction.

neegan nodds and sits up and slowly rises with valdederon both of them heading to the still decimated training room. were they begin sparing lightly for awhile. for 2 hours they loose track of time untill they head out to get some lunch but while eating yelling can be heard in the distance. they both head over to the mess hall were its coming from .

valdederon--- whats going on here

the whole caffeteria goes quiet aside from one verry upset pokemon screaming were is he were is the dam dewott.

neegan---w.wait that..that cant…he.. did he track me down…it cant be.. that sounds like james.

with in moments a monkey like animal leaps into the air and pounces neegan into a wall and begins nearly squeazing the life out of the dazed dewott but not out of anger but sadness and worry.

valdederon--- uh.. bud you do realize you conked him in the head right..

the monkey like pokemon stares at valdederon with a growl embers falling from between his teeth and val gives an equaly serious growl back surprising the monkey alittle. before neegan pushes him off with a yelp.

neegan--crimeny james could you bee any more rough.. ive already had a headache and now its pounding cause of that stunt..

the pansear backs up alittle whimpering when the dewot hugs him suddenly and whimpers loudly before tears begin flooding down to the pansears chest

james--w..whoa.. n.neegan what the hell.. why are you crying ..you.

valdederon flicks the pansear on the nose before he can finish his sentance and begins whispering.

valdederon--- you both need to talk alone.. ill walk you both up to his room so you can both have a talk with out interuption.. you have no idea how much pain hes been in.

all 3 of them head to neegans room but only james and neegan go in while valdederon sits down against the wall with a sigh and a smile hoping the 2 of them can make up and stay friends despite the clear heated arguing going on inside almost one siddedly for while but soon silence.

{ inside the room }

james--god this room is a mess…..wait.. seriously youve been..

neegan-- im the worlds worst person arent i..i .. im sorry for .

james hugs neegan with a sigh fully grasping the gravity of neegans pain seeing the violent mess the room is in..after having taken 6 years of constant slash and razor shell attacks all over the walls and furniture and the empty booze bottles one recently shattered

neegan-- lets go home bud. evryone misses you and is worried.

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The Most Ticklish Football Player

hi guys im extremly sorry that i didnt post this whole time(about 2 months)but i had a lot of my time kinda stopped beacuse of school most of the time.But now im here so let's see who is the most ticklish football player?Messi or Ronaldo?

All of the story is happening in a gigantic room with mattreses on the floor and comentators comentating from other rooms watching the cameras that were in the main room.Also this is live on TV

-A lot of people are arguing which is better Messi or Ronaldo,some say Messi some say Ronaldo but today we are gonna decide once and for all which is the better football player,by having them dueling in a TICKLE FIGHT.

-The two competitors are entering the field right now.Said one of the comentators before both,Messi and Ronaldo apeared on the ''field'' Mesi was wearing a black shirt,a pair of shorts and BAREFOOTED meanwhile Ronaldo was wearing a pair of shorts,black ankle socks and somehow NO SHIRT.

The telespectators were confused but in a moment after the competitors apeared on the field,the comentators explained everything.

-So all of you watching are probably confused but let us explain.Our competitiors here have both came to the fight with or without socks respectively shirt.Now here the fun part comes you our telespectators have to decide if our competitors here are either gonna be wearing socks,or shirts by voting on our TV chanels Twitter

After 10 minutes...

-OK now we say STOP VOTE

-The results are in,and,you guys decided that the competitors will NOT be wearing socks or shirts,so Messi,Ronaldo please take of your shirt and socks respectivly.

As the comentators said Messi took of his shirt revealing his REALLY worked out abs while Ronaldo took of his socks which also reveald his gorgeus smooth and tan size 9 feet.

-Ok both of the sides are equal so let's not waiste any more time and begin.

-READY!SET!GO GO GO!Said both of the comentators in sync.With the match begining the two,Messi and Ronaldo were not to focused on attack.Until Ronaldo decided to try and pin Messi down and tickle his upper body.

-OH NO!

-OH YEAH!Exclaimed Ronaldo before succeding in pinning Messi down using his legs to block Messi's arms and began to tickle his exposed ampits.

-OHOOHHOO SHIHIHIHIT STOHOHOHOP YOOHOHOHOU AHAHAHAHS HOHOHOOHLEHE

-Oh you shouln't have said that.Said Ronaldo before tickling him even harder also a stupid move made by Ronaldo which was moving to tickle Messi's hips which for Messi those aren't ticklish at all made Messi gain a bit of energy and slip his hand out of Ronaldo's block.

This move by Messi allowed him to use the same tactic that Ronaldo use on him and block his arm's with his legs and started tickling Ronaldo's sides

-NOHOHOHOHO STOHOHOHOOHOH STOHOP STOOOHOP PLEAHAHAHASE NOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHOOOHOHOORE.

-You know Ronaldo all i want is a single frase for you to scream

-STOHOHOHOHOP MEHEHEHESI STOHOHOHOP

-It's not 'STOHOHOHOP' it's 'I Submit' so say it already.Said Messi mockingly before moving to tickling only Ronaldo's armpits

-WAHAHAHAHIT NOOHOHOH NOHOHOHT THEHEHEHEHRE OHOHOK OHOHOKEHEEHHEHEHEEEY I SUBMIT I SUHUUBMHIT.

A bell rang and The FIRTS ROUND was finished

-The first round is done with Messi as the winner,this makes him only need one round,beacuse this is a 2 out of 3 to win the whole match and be crowned THE BEST FOOTBALL PLAYER IN THE WORLD

-The second round is about to begin so let's not delay it anymore.READY,SET,GO!

As the second round began the two competitors were not so focused on attacking but after suddenly Ronaldo tripped somehow Mesii saw the golden chance to attack and possibly win the entire match.

Messi stood right on Ronaldo and tried to pin his hands using only a single hand of his.

In the end it didnt work as his hand were being hold by Ronaldo.After a second of them staring at eachother Ronaldo pushed Messi above his head and Messi landed on to his chest with his feet right beside Ronaldo

Ronaldo then saw the oportunity and grabbed both of Messi's feet with his left hand and began to tickle them with his right hand

-NOHOHOHO NOOHHOT THEHEHE FEHEHEHT,PLEAHAHAHSE STHOOOHOHOHP STOP STOHOP STOHOHOHP

-OOOH so you like this don't you well I geuss you want more then

-NOHGOHOHO NO MOHOHORE STOHOHOHOP IHI SAHAHAID STOHOHOHOP.

-What i dont hear you ?

-IHIIHHM GOHOHOHONA KIHIHIL YOUHUHUH PIEHEHCEHE OHOF SHIHIT.Said Messi before realising that Ronaldo's feet were right beside him so he did the same thing as Ronaldo was doing to him

-WhaaHAt NO.

Messi's plan worked but not for to long beacuse he couldn't handle Ronaldo's tickling for two long

-OHOHOHK IHI SUHUHUBMIHIT

A bell rand again

-The SECOND ROUND is over and the winner is RONALDO.The third round is about to begin and both of the competitors have a single point.THIS will be the last round

-But this round will be different.Two masked men entered the room and leaft in both of the corners one box

-Each of the box has some tools that will make this round harder.With no other explanations let the match begin.

-OK guys,READY,SET,GO!

As the match started Messi and Ronaldo sprinted to their boxes.In them Ronaldo found a feather and duct tape while Messi found and electrical toothbrush and a duct tape.

After Messi saw his items he instanly realized what he hat to do.

After about 3 minutes of trying and attacking eachother Messi took an oportunity where Ronaldo's hands were pinned to the ground.He then started taping Ronaldo's and his upper body to the ground before moving to his legs and doing the same.

Right now Ronaldo was fully taped to the ground.Messi then stood up and said

-So you're all pinned now,how ironic,you Cristiano Ronaldo pinned to the ground and about to be tickled by me.Ronaldo still had some hope,he thought that the tape wasn't to thick so we was loking for an opportunity to jump on Messi and win the match.

Messi started appliyng his plan which was to tape his electric toothbrush to Ronaldo's bellybutton and start it while him would tickle his feet.

Just as planned Messi started the toothbrush and began to tickle Ronaldo's feet with an incredible speed

-NOHOHOHOHOO STOHOHOHOP THIIIHIHIS IS TOHOHRTHURE STOHOHOHHOP PLEAAHAHAHSE MEHEHESI STOHOHOP I BEEHEHEHEG YOHOHOHU.

Messi then found that in between Ronaldo's toes were his most ticklish spot especially in between his big toe and his second toe,so he stood up and removed the toothbrush from his bellybutton and put it in between his right foot toes and stated it meanwhile He was tickling his left foot toes and his abs.

-NOHOHOHO MEHEHEHHESI THAAHAHAT IS SOHOHOHO BAAHAHD YOUHUHU AHAAAHHAS HOOHOHOLE.FUHUHUHUCK YOUHUHUHU.

-Say it Ronaldo.Say that you are more ticklish

-NEEHEHEHEVER IHIHIHIL NEHEHEVER SAHHAAY IHIHIT.

Whem Messi heard that he moved on tickling with both of his hands Ronaldo's abs

-OHOHOHOK IHIHIHI HAHAHADMIHIHIT HIHIHIH AHAHAHM MOHOHOHRE TIHIHICKLISH THAHAN YOUHUHU IIHIHIHI SUHUHUHBMIT

-And the match is over with Messi as the winner and crowned THE BEST FOOTBALL PLAYER IN THE WHOLE WORLD

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I need to vent a little about being locked out of certain fandoms I want to experience and enjoy because of my disorder so...

Tw eating disorders discussion under the cut, please dont proceed if descriptions of behaviours and intrusive thoughts can put you in a bad place

When I heard of Heartstopper getting a serie I saw everyone's excitement, and as I looked more into it I was too, it looked so good! So in the meantime I bought the first two books, and omg I loved them. If you know how the story continues you can guess the reason of this post.

My ED is... not going well, let's say. An euphemism, really, I still live with very fatphobic parents, still dance, and the damage done to me in my childhood cannot be worked through without proper therapy. Thing that, thanks to previously mentioned parents, I cant get.

I guess i just wanna vent about how damn sad and isolationg and dare I say... shameful, it feels, not to be able to enjoy something because it contains an experience, real and understable, that will trigger me into hurting myself more than I already do.

The thing is, I've dealt with bulimia alone and in secret for 8 years now. Came pretty close to heal once too, but unfortunate events made me relapse harder than before. Most days, the feeling is managable. Purging behaviour after dinner and lunch comes before i can think, but I can always eat breakfast unbothered. On better days, i dont throw up at all, and while it stresses me out a lot, i at least can rationalize i'm achieving something for myself.

All it takes is a comment, no matter if positive or negative, if directed at me or someone else. A picture. "Someone you know lost a lot of weight!" Such a competitive bastard of a disorder, this is. The things it starts telling me then, you see! They're doing good, better than you ever will! Everyone will be so proud and treat them well, you dont deserve that until youve lost more than them. Even if it's an impossible amount, and I know it would mean death. Sometimes that possibility doesn't even look scary, and in my lucid moments im horrified. Do something to be worthy, to feel good in comparison, so we can praise you. Feeling faint is good. Slapping and scratching yourself till your skin breaks is good, it will teach you better. This strangling anxiety is good, you will feel too nauseus to eat.

Another part of me is extremly affected by the looks of other people. In heartstopper, it's charlie the one with an ed. Always described as small, thin, light as a feather. "That someone who lost weight doesnt even look like their former self! Theyre so small!!"

I'm... short. I will never be able so see myself as small or thin. Nothing you show me can make me see what my mind shields from my eyes. But I over esagerate how small other people are. I do realize that, i felt so confused when a friend of mine said my clothes didn't fit her, i cant comprehend how we're not the same size. I fear i might have hurt them back then too. People looking all so thin to me, and especially if they did lose weight, it sparks genuine fear in me. Fear they might be going through the same as me. I don't want that for them, they dont deserve it, they're perfect. I'm the problem. Show them that I, bigger than them, can eat a lot and with gusto... see, they're doing it too now, I'm helping. Now throw it all up tho, you're done showing off. For fucks sake, i should have been anorexic instead of bulimic.

...i cant believe this is a train of thoughts i fall into as soon as i see a mention of eating disorders. This vile, violent and horryfing ride gets triggered at the drop of a hat. And I wanna clarify, i think the portraial of charlie's ed in heartstopper is really good and realistic! Both in motivation, triggers, thoughts and how to tackle it, from the little things i've unfortunately seen at least.

And yet it still keeps me from enjoying a very cute, earnest, important serie about teen queer romance that started out totally captivating me. I know too that my experiences are my own, and many people will feel seen and validated through this plot, i'm cheering for you.

I just cant help feeling sad

And I fear encountering media that don't treat this topic as gracefully as heartstopper does

#eating disorder tw #tw ed #tw bulemia #tw ed vent #lad rants about life #vent #sorry if this appears in a fandom tag please ignore