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peach-pops · 4 years

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Famous S/O HC

This is very self-indulgent cause I’m the type to make up fake scenarios where I’m famous and going on interviews and press tours asfjdks. If you guys want, I’ll make more of these! Oikawa+Tsukishima underneath the cut!

How The Haikyuu Boys Find out that You’re Famous

-Bokuto- (Pro-Athlete)

Bokuto knew you were an athlete but he had NO IDEA that you were super famous. Like he always thought it was normal for people to come up to you after your game to ask for pictures or autographs ???

I mean that’s why he was so drawn to you because of how much passion you had for your said sport cause duh he could relate

One day when you two were out at the mall, he told you that he needed to get new shoes to work out in and so the two of you went into the Nike store so he could look around

He was looking through the shoe aisle and after almost two hours of looking through the same shelves, he finally found a pair he liked (shopping with him is so time-consuming but that’s for a different day)

when he found a pair he liked, the two of you made your way to the cashier to pay for his shoes. As the cashier was ringing Bokuto up, his eyes traveled up to the large poster/banner that was directly behind the cashier’s area and smiled to himself

It was a colorful promotional banner with a bunch of top athletes from around the world and as he’s looking at the banner, he sees this girl and he nudged you like,” Babe, she looks like you!”

You look up from your phone and sure enough, you’re plastered on the wall posing with other athletes

“ Oh yeah, I didn’t think this shoot would come out until next month.”

Bokuto didn’t even process what you just said but my dude behind the cash register stopped scanning the shoes to turn his head to the banner and he turned PALE.

He even does a double-take cause hold up, is there seriously a pro athlete in front of him?

“ Oh my god...You’re Y/N L/N!”

“ How do you know my…” Bokuto furrowed his eyebrows and looked at the banner again and he even squinted like hold up

AND IT ALL SUDDENLY CLICKS FOR HIM

“ Y/N? That’s you!”

“ Yeah-”

Bokuto can’t even believe it and he totally spaced out when you take a selfie with the guy behind the register with the banner in the background like UMMM HIS GIRLFRIEND IS FAMOUS WHAAAAAA

“ YOU’RE ON A NIKE POSTER OH MY GOD! LOOK YOU’RE ON THIS MAGAZINE WHA-”

Dude is totally making a scene in this store but he does not give a single fuck

As he’s walking you back home, he’s looking up all of your stats and even watches a compilation called “ 100 times Y/N L/N was a beast!” and he’s just shooketh

“WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME YOU WERE A FREAKING PRO ATHLETE??”

“ I didn’t think it was a big deal I mean, you’re pretty famous too babe.”

“ I DON’T HAVE A PROMOTIONAL BANNER WITH NIKE!”

He’s not salty at all he’s just a bit emo cause he felt bad that he never even noticed before

As your fame grows, so does Bokuto’s with his volleyball career. You and him are described as a powerhouse couple and it really hypes the two of you up like THE POWER YALL POSSESS TOGETHER ON AND OFF THE COURT/FIELD/WHATEVER

Lots of training together and joint interviews together like Wired autocomplete or your favorite ~THIRST TWEETS~

“ ~Bokuto could spike a volleyball in my face, crack my nose in two different places, and I’d thank him~ oh my god that’s horrible I would never do that.”

“ I mean, you’ve done it before haven’t you?”

“ That was different anyway, your turn Y/N!”

*passes that clunky ass bucket*

“ ~Y/N L/N, please tie me up and- oh my god this is too dirty I can’t! My mom will watch this!”

If you’re a pro volleyball player, you two get compared a lot and it bugged you at first since you felt like you two were two very different in terms of playing style but after a while, you both started to encourage the idea of your own playful rivalries like comparing stats and wins

But if you’re in a different sport, you two get asked questions like who’s sport is harder or what it would be like if you two switched sports like??? But because you two are in different fields, you both have such major respect for each other cause you can’t even imagine how much hard work it is

He absolutely does not mind it at all when fans approach you two if you guys are on a date. He knows how important your relationship with fans are, especially if they’re younger girls who look up to you as a role model

Bokuto will fall in love with you all over again whenever you crouch down to a younger fan ughhhghgh

He doesn’t care for the paparazzi to be honest. he knows it comes with the territory but he will get a bit protective if they start to get too close to you

“ Hey, we’re just trying to get back home so just let us through please,” but if it continues, he will not give a single fuck about being nice,” dude, what did I just say? Back off!”

Mad!bokuto will be the death of me

He knows how stressful it is being a pro athlete but he will always remind you how proud he is of you and if he ever sees you overworking, he will make sure you take a day off even if that means just napping together all day

Long story short, Bokuto would be amazing to have by your side as you’re navigating being in the public eye and you may quote me on that

-Oikawa- (Actress)

This attention whore I swear

So Oikawa knows that you act but he doesn’t know that you’re an actress (which is basically the same thing)

Like as a kid you were in commercials and you had a small role in a tv show but it wasn’t like it was super popular.

But what Oikawa didn’t know was that a couple months before you two started dating, you were flown out to America to star in an upcoming and highly anticipated movie

since you were under a contract, you weren’t allowed to talk about it until the trailer dropped and it ate away at you because all you wanted to do was tell people especially your boyfriend

ANYWAY He decided to take you on a date to the movie theatre and as you two were getting popcorn, these girls came up to you two

“ Hi! Is it okay if we can get a picture with you?”

“Of course, how could I ever turn down my lovely fans-”

“ No, not you, Y/N!”

Oikawa is just flabbergasted as the girls hand their phone to him so he can take a photo of you with your fans he deadass thinks it’s some prank

After the girls left, he gave you a weird-ass gaze and asked you what that was about but you just shrugged and told him that maybe it was because of ur mini part in that one tv show

So he thinks nothing about it and teased you that it was so cute how you had a mini fanbase and you weren’t going to lie, it was pretty freaking cool

You guys entered your theatre and got settled into your seats as the movie trailers started to play.

(Oikawa loves watching trailers like this dude is the type to take you 45 minutes before the movie actually begins JUST to make sure he doesn’t miss anything)

As you’re chilling in your seat, you see the trailer to your movie so you do your best to keep your eyes on your boyfriend and the screen at the same time cause you want to see his reaction

The trailer plays and Oikawa seemed to be interested in the movie but again, it’s like any normal trailer UNTIL he hears your voice coming from the screen and he immediately sits up in his seat

“ Wait- was that your voice?”

“ My voice?”

“ Nevermind, I think I’m going crazy-”

AND THEN HE SEES YOU ON THE SCREEN! Since it’s a trailer it was just about five seconds of an intense/dramatic scene but it’s enough for Oikawa to lose his mind

“ OH MY GOD THAT IS YOU!”

This prompts some people in the audience to shush him but Oikawa doesn’t care

“ OH SHUSH THAT’S MY GIRLFRIEND! Y/N! THAT’S YOU!”

“ Toru oh my god yes that’s me but stop screaming or they’re gonna kick us out!” You whispered loudly as Oikawa clamped his hand over his mouth

He’s so happy and he’s beaming with pride so he pulls out his phone and records the trailer to post it in his group chat cause duh he wants to show the boys how proud he is but when he sees you kissing someone else for .6 seconds, Oikawa just (ㆆ_ㆆ) and stops recording

“ Are you okay babe?”

“ Was that real or CGI?”

“ The building crumbling is all CGI-”

“ No...the kiss.”

THIS DUMBASS LMAO HE’S SO SALTY AND JEALOUS

“ Why didn’t you tell me you were this good?”

“ I- I was always this good! But I couldn’t say anything, I’m under a contract!”

“ But you could’ve told me! I wouldn’t have told a soul!”

That’s a whole ass lie, if he knew, he would’ve bragged about it to Iwaizumi

But foreal, Oikawa is such a supportive boyfriend like as months pass and your following gets bigger, he just gushes cause yep that’s his famous girlfriend ( he will 100% use you sometimes for clout)

this dude LOVES bragging to his friends that he’s dating a famous actress. Like he was always showing you off and hyping you up before but it gives him such an ego boost when people find out the two of you are dating

Oikawa is an attention whore like I said so you know whenever the paparazzi appears, he eats it up and will pose which is SOO embarrassing like pls why do u do this

But there are some days where you don’t want to get recognized and he 100% understands so the two of you will wear disguises as to not get recognized. One time you two ended up getting caught so he just grabbed your hand and the two of you SPRINTED back to the subway

He will have all of your movies on DVD and if your movie is on a streaming service, he will buy a membership JUST so he can watch your movie

Sometimes you’ll come over to his house and he’ll always try to make you watch your movie for the millionth time

“ Toru, can we please watch something else?”

“ But my extremely talented and beautiful girlfriend is in this movie why would I watch anything but this?”

Don’t be fooled he WILL skip through any kissing scenes or scenes where your character shows any type of affection to another character

LOVESSS tagging along with you to photoshoots, interviews, red carpet events ALL OF IT

Red carpet events give him a chance to dress up and lowkey his outfit is always one of the best there. He won’t outshine you per se but fans actually look forward to see what he’ll be wearing and he’s not even in any of the movies I-

Your schedule gets pretty busy once your career takes off and even though there are certain time periods where you’re across the world, it won’t stop him from sending huge bouquets to your set

Basically, Oikawa is such a supportive boyfriend and is overall so proud of how you managed to juggle your studies with your acting career 10/10 best boy

-Tsukishima- ( Musician/Singer)

You and Tsuki had only been dating for a bit and since it was all still new, he kept it on the down-low because the last thing he needed was his teammates pestering him about a girl

Tsuki knew you liked to sing and write songs but you never told him about how well known you were simply because he never asked

He just assumed it was a side thing for you UNTIL he showed up to practice and some of his teammates were huddled around Noya watching something on his tablet

“ Move your elbow! I can’t see-”

“ Watch your hand-”

“ Shush! I can’t hear her-”

“ What are you idiots watching?” Tsuki asked as he craned his neck to look at the screen

No one answered him so he started to watch the music video and low and behold, your face popped up on screen singing along to your lyrics that he’s heard a million times

Tsuki is a bit taken aback cause why is his girlfriend in such a high production video and why is his heart feeling some type of way seeing you in that outfit

Like lemme just take off my glasses and see that again ( •_•)>⌐■-■

” Where did you guys get that video?”

“ What do you mean, it’s online? She’s trending right now-”

“ God all of her songs are so good I want to see her live-”

“ I can’t believe she goes to school with us-”

“ I wish she would step on me-”

“ Hey, don’t talk about my girlfriend like that,” Tsuki said dryly as he glares at the back of Noya’s head, which prompted everyone to turn around

“ You’re dating Y/N L/N? Ha! That’s funny Tsuki!” Tanaka laughed as he slapped Tsuki in the back harshly

At first, even Tsuki was questioning himself like wait, is he even sure you’re dating? cause this girl in the music video was NOT the same girl he was on the phone with last night

If you had asked Tsuki 10 seconds ago if he would ever reveal to the guys he was dating someone, he would say helllll no but now that he knew about this, he didn’t care about keeping the relationship a secret especially if they were thirsting over his girl

He had all the proof in the world that he was dating you but took the salty approach to prove it to them. He pulled out his phone and shot you a text even though you were in class

Tsuki: Come to the gym right now

Y/N: is everything ok?

Tsuki: just come quickly

You left your class to “use the restroom” and practically rushed to the gym thinking that something was wrong with your boyfriend. You slid into the gym, causing the boys to look up from the tablet and you ignored their shocked faces

“ Where’s Tsukishima?”

The boys slowly did a doubletake from the music video back to you to make sure they were seeing correctly and even though you were a bit embarrassed to hear your song playing in the background, you were just worried about Tsuki

Tsuki walked out to you from behind the guys and you rushed over to him

“ Babe, what’s wrong?”

“ BABE?!”

The boys were shocked and the second years practically FAINTED in your presence

Tsuki pulled the tablet from Noya’s cold, dead hands and showed you the screen,” Care to explain this?”

“ I- Um, it’s my music video…”

“Well are you famous or something?”

“ I wouldn’t say famous…more like upcoming artist?”

And then the next week you’re a nominee for the VMA’s asjfkghdk

honestly out of Oikawa and Bokuto, he probably handles it the best on the outside, he doesn’t make too big of a deal out of your fame but on the inside he’s can’t even believe it

He doesn’t go around shouting to the world that he’s dating the Y/N L/N but he has his own ways of supporting you. He’ll listen to your songs whenever he’s walking in the hallway or doing homework at home and he’ll catch himself liking tweets that are about you as long as they’re positive

He’s def the type to argue with people online if they say mean comments and will report/block them before you can even see it

IDC how much he tries to hide it, he is deadass ur biggest fan. Tsuki will tease you about how nervous you act during interviews/award shows but he will ALWAYS go with you to ease your nerves even if he had prior plans

If you ever write a song for him, he gets SO RED AND EMBARRASSED so pls do that

Will def call you baka for doing so but deep down, he’ll fall in love with you even more cause you’re able to put into words how he feels about you

I don’t think he’ll be too comfortable with you posting about him but he knows he can’t do anything about people taking photos of the two of you out together in public

Tsuki would never be rude to your fans though like if you were recognized during a date, he wouldn’t make a fit and will take photos of you and your fans to speed the process along

He HATES HATES HATES the paparazzi’s like it’s one thing for fans to come up to you when yall are in public but he gets mad when the paparazzi harasses you with questions/pictures/comments

“ Y/N! Turn around and give a smile!”

“ Not right now, I’m sorry.”

“ Oh come on, don’t be shy! Just show the camera a little skin!”

“ How about you shut the hell up before I smack that camera out of your face.”

Head empty, no thoughts, just thinking about Mad!tsuki

It’s a big adjustment for Tsukishima that he has a girlfriend in the entertainment sphere but he knows how hard you’ve worked for it and he would never tell you to stop living your dream

Sometimes he’ll feel insecure because you’re so successful and he doesn’t want to hold you back but since he can’t imagine being without you, he just pushes those thoughts away and enjoys every minute with you

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sloppykyuu · 4 years

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Look if I'm getting too much u need to tell me cos I wont stop sending in shit

So Issei finally gets a gf and if super obsessed with her (not in a creepy or unhealthy way just really fucking in love and happy that someone has feelings for him) so he tries his hardest to always make her happy and one day he hears her and her friends talk about their boyfriends and all their friends talk about how good their boyfriends are in bed and Isseis gf doesnt say much cos she wants to keep things like that privat (that's a lie she just doesnt want to destroy everyone else's self esteem cos nobody can compare to him at all) and Issei makes it his mission to fuck her in every position possible the entire weekend and he does and basically his gf cant go to school for a week cos legs dont function and she let's her friends now why she isnt at school and they r frustrated that their boyfriends never fucked them this well before (◍•ᴗ•)

P.s. dont be shy u can write the sex scenes as detailed as u want

Ah yes ☺️ i love ur request never stop sending them.

There was no question that the moment Issei met you he had fallen for you. The day he made you his girlfriend just proved it further.

He was arguably the best boyfriend anyone could ever ask for. He gave you his food if you ever forgot it, handing you his sweatshirts whenever the slightest of breezes would pass, and overall just spoiling you.

He was no different in bed as rough as he was, he always reminded you that you took him so well, that you were so perfect, and no one ever compared to your tiny, clenching cunt (or you just you in general).

He knew he wanted to keep you forever and made sure that would happen. He thought that he pleased you in ever sense of the word, so it was surprise when he overheard your friends talking about their sex life and not hearing a peep from you.

“He’s that good?”

“You have no idea,” you watched as your friend practically moaned at the thought of her boyfriend. “He’s pretty big too.”

You decided to stay silent as your friends boasted about the rounds of steamy sex they had last night. It’s not like you didn’t have anything to add in, you just didn’t think they should really know about your sex life. And maybe the fact that if you had flexed about how your boyfriend made you cum multiple times almost every night, you’d probably end up crushing their egos.

It hurt Issei just a little bit that you didn’t butt in to let those girls know that he fucked you stupid everytime. At least, he thought he did. Were you faking for him? No, there was no way. You were begging for him last night. Begging him to fill you to the brim with his seed, begging for him to slow down, that your poor abused cunt couldn’t take anymore.

“Y/n?” You looked up from your food. “You’ve been rather quiet. Why’s that?”

You shrug at her. “Nothing to add, that’s all.”

She squints her eyes at your skeptically. “So he’s not good in bed, huh?”

You eyes widen at that,”what? When’d I say that?”

“You didn’t have to, your silence says everything.”

“It says nothing! I never said he was bad!” You exclaimed in disbelief.

“You never said he was good, though.” Your other friend jumps in.

The look you give them makes their hands shoot up. “No need to get defensive. Some guys aren’t good at sex and that’s okay. It’s not your fault Y/n. Plus, you love him and thats what matters most.”

“You two are ridiculous.” You scoff and shake your head at the two girls in front of you.

You hadn’t even said anything, where’d they get the idea Issei wasn’t good?!

Before the girls could continue, Issei rounds the corner.

“Hey babe,” you jump at the sound of his voice and quickly get up from your seat.

“Issei!” You make your way to him and wrap your arms around his waist. He quickly returns the hug.

“Ready to go?” You nod and move to gather up your things.

The pitiful look they shoot you when Issei wraps his arm around your shoulder is met with an unamused glare before you two walked away.

The walk home was silent. Fortunately not uncomfortable.

He didn’t like how you hadn’t said anything to confirm that he was good. He supposes it shouldn’t upset him too bad, you hadn’t said he was bad. He planned to prove your friends wrong. To make sure your creaming pussy and begs for more weren’t part of his imagination.

The moment the door closed behind you Issei had you pressed against it, a thigh between your legs, and tongue down your throat. His arm rests beside your head, his other hand squeezes your hip.

He pulls away to kiss down your neck. “What’s gotten into you?”

“Can’t I just love on my girl?” He continues his assault on your neck bringing his hand down from beside your head to your waist. A moan leaves your lips and you rut your hips on his thigh when he sucks on a tender spot on your neck

His hand moves to rest on your thigh before slipping up it to your clothed heat. He rubs at the wetness that seeps through your panties before pushing them to the side and rubbing at your clit.

Soft moans fill his ears as he slips his fingers down to your wet hole. Gathering it up on his fingers, spreading it around and pushing two fingers deep into you.

Squeals of pleasure filled the room as he massaged your sensitive little spot. He felt you tighten and grind your hips down on his hand, groaning at your desperation.

“You want my cock so bad, don’t you baby?” You nodded eagerly at his words. “Course you do, so desperate for my big cock.”

You threw your head back against the door, mouth wide open as he continued to thrust his fingers deep inside you.

“Fu-fuck, it feels so fucking good~” you whined. Your fingers dug into the material stretched across his shoulder. He chuckles at you before pulling his fingers out, hearing you whine at the loss.

He pulls away from you and grabs your hand, tugging you to the bedroom. When you reach the room he quickly wraps his arms around your waist and kisses you.

His hands slip from your waist to the small of your back before slipping down to your ass and squeezing rather roughly. A gasp parts your lips which lets him stick his tongue back down your throat, all while he hands move from your ass to the back of your thighs, tugging gently to signal he wanted to pick you up.

You jump and wrap your legs around his slim waist, keeping your tongues entwined. He walks you two until his legs hits the bed and tosses you on it.

“Take your shirt off,” Issei commands you. He watches with hooded eyes and unbuttons his shirt while you do yours. Eyes glued to your covered chest the moment your skin is exposed.

You scoot up on the bed for him to crawl over you after throwing the blouse somewhere in the room. Where it went wasn’t really corcerning at this moment. Only the primal look in Issei’s eyes. His gaze soaking up your full breasts popping out of your bra. “Such a pretty little thing you are,” he smirks at your doe eyes looking up at him.

He grips one of your tits in his large hand, gently squeezing it. He pressed his lips to yours again. He pulls the bra down to punch your nipple with thumb and forefinger.

A soft gasp leaving your lips as he pulls mouth away to lap at your nipple. One hand kneads at your other breast while the other travels to your hips to unzip your skirt. He pushes the material down your legs and tosses it.

He pulls away from you unbuckle his own slacks. Gaze on you as you remove your bra and panties. Slinging your panties at him, giggling as he catches them with ease.

“You testing me, right now?” He smirks down at you. “Asking me put these on, princess?”

“Issei! Shut up!” You laugh at him before deciding to tease him and spreading your legs for him. “Please, ‘sei. Need you so bad,” you whine as you slip your fingers down to your clit, rubbing gently.

He lets out a deep breath and tugs his underwear down his legs, stepping out of them and crawling back over you.

He slaps your hand away from your pussy and grabs both of your hands pinning them above your head.

“You really think you make yourself feel better than I can?” He scoffs.

“N-no.”

“That’s what I thought. I make you feel good don’t I, baby?” He smiles down at you, running a thumb across your cheek.

“So good, ‘sei. Please fuck me,” his smiles grows wider as he leans down to press a kiss to your lips.

He lets go of your wrists before straight back up, and gripping his aching cock in his hand. “Gonna fuck you so good, angel.” He says, tapping the thick head of his cock on your hard clit. Watching your tiny hole clench at the stimulation.

He lines it up to your hole, head catching your slick lips. “Put it in daddy please,”

With no hesitation he begins pushing his large length into your tiny, snug cunt.

Throwing his head back and groaning as you clench tightly around him. “Fuck- baby. Your pussy is so tiny. Dunno if you can even take all of me.”

You nod desperately, “I-I can. I can do it. Please,”

“If you say so, don’t expect me to stop then. Got it?” He bites his lip watching you nod eagerly, eyes wide and glossy.

You thought that by now you’d be used to the wide stretch every time he pushed his cock inside of you, but you weren’t. It burned and it hurt but it felt so good. To have something so long and thick filling you to the brim. Stretching you beyond your limit every time he fucked you.

When he bottomed out, thick, heavy balls touched your ass and tip kissing your cervix, you nearly passed out. His dick so thick it rested and throbbed on your g-spot, causing you to cum around him while he pushed in.

“Did you just cum?” He huffs an amused laugh. Your cheeks flush a deep red and rest your arm on your eyes to cover your face. “Aww, baby, no need to be embarrassed.”

He ruts his hips into you when you don’t respond to him. Your arm falls off your face as your head tips back.

He pulls his hips back, tip catching your lips before slamming right back in. You both moan out.

Issei grabs the back of your knees to push them against your chest, allowing him to fuck you deeper.

“Ohh~” you moan out. Your hands grip at your own thighs. “Harder, please.”

He smiles at you before hammering his Cock into you. Your eyes roll back into your head as he pounds your cervix over and over again. Successfully leaving you brainless.

Your head lolls to the side and your tongue peels out of your mouth spilling drool down the side of your face. He keeps his gaze trained on the far away look in your eyes. Listens to the whimpers and moans that leave your lips as pounds into your spasming cunt.

“Squeezing me, baby, you gonna cum again?”

“Uhhhh uh huh,” he chuckles at your inability to answer.

“Aw,” he faux frowns, “did I fuck you stupid, baby girl? Huh, did I fuck your little brain out?”

You don’t respond to him. Too busy focusing on the quickly approaching orgasm. You arch your back high off the bed in turn causing him to fuck you at a new angle, even deeper and more pleasurable than the last. One last thrust has you cumming around him again.

Creaming thickly on his cock. The sight makes his cock throb. Your stretched pussy, accommodating his girth, and the translucent white that coats his cock as his continues to fuck you through your second orgasm.

He pulls out when you calm down, whining because you thought it was over, but you’re quickly shut up when turns you around. Propping your hips up, so your ass was in the air and your face shoved in the pillows.

He quickly pushes his length inside you. Returning back to his previous pace. He could taste how close he was. His balls twitching as they slapped against you. He leans over pressing kisses to your shoulders and cheeks, arms leaning on either side of your head.

Soft gasps leave you with each slam of his hips. The small pool of puddle of drool that seeps into the sheets makes him chuckle gently. He knows he fucked you silly, fucked you so silly you can’t even be concered about something you’d usually find so gross.

He knew you were going to cum again soon, hopefully with him, because your walls clamped impossibly tight around him. So sensitive from your previous two orgasms he knew you’d be coming in no time anyway.

A few more deep, hard thrusts later he had you gushing around him. Clear liquid splashing on his balls had him pushing deep inside you releasing his thick load inside your abused womb. Filling you up wholy. Cum seeped out around his dick, spilling out when pulls himself from your sore cunt.

He rolls you on your back and presses soft kisses all across your face. “Such a good girl.” He hums softly. “Love you so much, baby.”

He hears your content sigh and relaxes when he notices you coming back down to reality. “Hi, baby.” He smiles at the cute grin on your lips, cheeks rosy and stained tears on your cheeks.

“Hi bubba.” You sigh. He pressed a gentle kiss to your lips before running off to the bathroom to get a damp rag to clean you up.

Chuckling at the quiet squeal that leaves your lips at the cold feeling. “Feeling okay? Wasn’t too rough, was I?”

You shake your head at him. “I’m okay. But I do wanna know where all this came from.” You question as he takes in his arms, resting your head on his chest.

“Just wanted to let you know how good I make you feel,” he shrugs, a hint of smugness in his voice.

“I hate you.” You laugh at his words.

“Sure you do, baby. Sure you do.” He hugs you tighter to his chest.

He knew there was no question that he fucked his girl the best. Maybe he’d bring up what he’d heard, or really lack thereof, or maybe he wouldn’t. But one thing was sure, no one could fuck you better than him.

A/n: I DID IT!!! I finally finished this request. I need to get back into the dirty mindset lol but I hope you liked this cuz this concept was fucking sick. And I’m feeling better (for now lmao I think I’m alright 😳)

Request are back tf open!

#matsukawa smut #matsukawa issei x reader #matsukawa issei #matsukawa x reader #pea answers stuff #pea loves mattsun #(◍•ᴗ•) anon

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wri0thesley · 3 years

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many many anons under the cut bc i didn’t want anyone to feel like i was ignoring them and i wanted to respond to u all! warning for small text too, it was so long i wanted to make it look smaller fgbnjkgkjn

Anonymous asked: NAT... you can write WHATEVER you want! It's your blog, and I hope that rude anons can learn to respect that. I used to be on your blog just for jjba content too, so when you started getting into jjk I was indifferent but eventually you dragged me into jjk so hard!! I already like bnha, so seeing you write for it only made me happier! I hope that you continue to write whatever make YOU happy:) ❤and yes, longer fics certainly doesnt mean it's better, quality over quantity

ahh i’m happy that you are here for all three!! i always feel so accomplished when someone is like ‘your constant screaming made me think about jjk <3′. all three of the fandoms are fairly popular and i tag everything v carefully so i hope people who do use the filtering find that useful!!!

Anonymous asked: Goodness gracious. People really be out there thinking they're entitled to dictating what kind of content you should be making

i think part of it might be that i do take requests so people feel like they have like . . . a certain right to certain kinds of my content? i take requests mostly bc they keep me motivated, i like making content for ppl who cant find what they want bc i’ve Been There, but maybe people think i am a pushover? idk i am just trying to have a good time!!!

Anonymous asked: Hi. I only started following you a few days ago but please ignore that rude anon. People are so fucking entitled towards writers it's insane. I recently had someone throw a fit for "spoiling" something in my fanfic, even though the fic was about a manga-exclusive character, so what did they expect?? Overall I've really enjoyed your writing so random assholes coming to guilt you is just a shitty thing that happens. Keep going with what you wanna do.

ah gosh anon i’m sorry about that :(. i’m always super careful tagging spoilers and stuff but like, if someone clicks on a fic about say, naoya or the steel ball run boys and is mad that i spoil something they havent found out yet . . . yeah thats on them fgbnkjgfkjn

Anonymous asked: That...that anon had the nerve to say "we". The fuck?! No no no anon, YOU'RE the only one talking and you're just talking for yourself, don't you dare try and lump us other anons/followers up with you to make yourself look like you're right. We love you nat and we appreciate you. It's your blog, you're allowed to write about whoever and whatever. This brain dead anon just needs to either go read someone else if they're that salty or write their own stuff if they're that impatient.

gosh i WISH some of my mad anons would just write their own stuff honestly. idk if this anon thought they were talking for everybody but i guess they expected anons to agree with them and not be mad at them. i appreciate u anon ;_;

Anonymous asked: Just want to say that ily and you’re one of the best jojo fanfic writers in my opinion 💗 I don’t think you’re half assing jojo fics and there’s absolutely nothing wrong with you being multi fandom. A lot of jojo blogs have started posting about jjk so it’s not as if you’re the only one. I’m not sure why you get hate like this but I think it’s just because you’re one of the popular writers and that makes people bitter for whatever reason. Keep being you and posting about the things that make you happy 💕

honestly after so long writing for jojo - i’ve written well over 200 jojo reader insert fics - sometimes it feels like i’m retreading stuff, and that’s when i take a break bc i dont wanna half-ass stuff!!! i love all of my fellow jojo friends who are posting about jjk too, i appreciate them <3.

Anonymous asked: Hey my dude, ur writing has really grown since the jojo days and its better and awesome seeing u become happier to branch off and write in different fandoms 🤌🤌 those stupid anons are just boring farts that couldnt be bothered making their own content 😤😤 is it possible to block them to ease ur mind?

hello anon!! i run a statcounter for IPs but it doesnt always work for ppl who access through the tumblr app, i don’t think; a lot of the anon hate i get i just use the ‘block’ option, but last night got to me because i’ve been getting that kind of writer a lot which is . . . a bad look for the jojo fandom who are, as a whole from the ones i’ve interacted with, lovely!!! <3

Anonymous asked: People often forget, the person behind art or writing, is just another regular fan. You deserve to be happy with what you create and we should be thankful you share your talent with us. You also have right to change your main interests, and it's very normal thing. Jojo is one of the MANY things that you write for and all you get from that is a like or share. Its not your job. It's your fun thing to do, in spare time. You haven't betrayed anybody. That person was just rude, selfish and bored.

i am just a person doing my best!!! anime fanfic is one of many interests i have and i already devote a lot of time to it honestly, i love when people tell me they’ve enjoyed something i made bc it makes it feel worthwhile but equally it gets to me a lot when people are rude because i am usually trying my hardest.

Anonymous asked: Bro that jjba anon... the entitlement🤮 Fam, you write whatever you want to write😤 -Saturday

dfnjbkjnkgf i find most fic readers are NOT entitled at all and are just grateful but when they are . . . oof.

Anonymous asked: It's funny how people throw "we got you popular" and they think you start apologize and cry. Your writing and passion made you gain few numbers on a follow counter, nothing more. I think I'm too old for stuff like this, we are nothing more, but +1 on a number scale. You ow us nothing, we ow you nothing. Popular... Funny word. You just write for fun of it, fake scenarios about someone's manga characters. It's not that deep. Have fun and don't listen to people like this. I knew it's not that easy, but they are really not that important as they think they are.

extremely fun fact for people who think ‘popularity’ is important to me: i would 100% rather have 10 people who regularly comment, reblog my fics with tags and interact with me than 100 people who read my fic and either leave a like or simply move on. i think this is true for the VAST MAJORITY of writers tbh. i’m glad that people think i am a ‘popular’ blog (i am not in the grand scheme of things, one of my ex-best friends used to run a kpop reader insert blog with like 30,000 followers) bc it gives me an ego boost lmao, but i really just want people to read and enjoy the stuff i write!!!

Anonymous asked: I followed you a while ago for jojo and when my friends started getting into jjk i was like...eh sounds like work...but now that I see you writing for it I feel really motivated to get into it!!! I really enjoy your writing and I want to be able to read the new stuff too!

ah anon i really hope you like it!!! it’s only one season rn if u wanna watch the anime and there isn’t too much of the manga to catch up on either but it is a lot of fun and it’s nice to be in a fandom that’s like, excited about a new chapter and new plot developments every week!

Anonymous asked: Pls dont reply if u dont want to! <3 I'm not sure if this will be of any help to you or not but this is the kind of thing that often helps me and is the only way I know to try comfort others so I wanted to give it a go~

Now im not gonna say 'dont feel bad pls' bc I know that's not really useful but what I do think is useful is just discussing why that anon and many others feel the need to respond that way. As someone who follows a lot of writing blogs myself and have done for a long time, i've seen my handful of favourite writers come and go for different reasons, lose motivation for a while, gain motivation for a while, go from multi to single fandom, or single fandom to multi. Often times as a reader it can be upsetting when things change but it's also important as a reader to understand that some things aren't in anyone's control, I can't control what my favourite writers become a fan of or lose interest of, I can't control things in their personal lives that may motivate or demotivate them to write, but what I can do is support them as long as they're active, and if they move on to do things i'm no longer interested in or i'm the one that changed interests, rather than being upset that they're evolving to do other things or that they're not evolving with me, I think it's important that I still feel thankful for the works that I enjoyed while we were still on the same page and this is how I personally deal with those negative feelings. I think the anons that lash out at you probably just dont know what to do with themselves, maybe they got attached to your works while you were still only a jjba blog and now that you're evolving they're upset, while I understand how they feel, they're going the completely wrong way about it. I've learned to take these things and turn them into something positive for myself or at least something bittersweet that I can move on from but the anons that lash out at you for whatever reason probably haven't learned this yet. Maybe it's because i've moved on and changed interests a lot myself that I know how these things go for both writers and readers but those anons maybe haven't experienced this as much so they dont know what to do with themselves other than complain that you've changed and throw insults at you in an attempt to get you to revert back. None of this is because of the quality of your writing like they want you to believe, it's literally just because you've evolved and while some of your old followers might not like the new content for no reason other than it not being their cup of tea, it's definitely not regressed at all. You are pumping out a lot of content right now but every single thing i've read has just been better than the last. Things that really stand out to me is how well you get characterisation down to a T and all of your dialogue is just on point and from the pov of a reader I think those things seem the hardest to get right so I am such a huge fan of your stuff at the moment and I can tell you're really putting so much thought and care into each and every fic no matter how fast you're producing it, I think the fact that you're also proud of what you're writing at the moment really shines through as well and I just adore the passion that radiates from every completed request as well as in the responses for the subsequent thirsts resulting from these works that appear in your ask box later (I know i've sent quite a few by now~)

Just to be clear i'm not defending those anons in any way, while I can understand what they might be feeling/why they're reacting in the way they are I still believe it's just so immature to be hateful online point blank. Even during a time where I still got upset with writers if they started doing something else I still never targeted that negativity directly to the writer and sending rude or hateful comments whether on anon or not never something i'd stooped low enough to do even when I still had an immature way of thinking, however, I hope that it might make it a little easier to brush them off if we try and understand what they're really upset about, and that they're just putting the blame for their negative feelings onto the wrong thing rather than coming to terms with change themselves.

hello anon!! i appreciate the long message. i do feel bad for people who have no interest in what i’m currently producing and i get that they feel upset about it; i’ve watched a lot of fellow jojo writers move on completely or just stop posting, honestly. this kind of thing is why i was so intense about asking people if it would be better if i made a separate blog but the resounding answer seemed to be ‘i’m just vibing with whatever happens and i’ll block tags as needed’.

i often return to works by my favourite reader-insert writers who no longer write for the fandoms i like (and i read stuff bc it sounds interesting or i trust the person who writes it), but change can be difficult and i guess at this point i’ve - whether u like me or not lmao - been a fixture in jojo reader-insert tumblr for a While so it’s probably kind of jarring.

anyway i really appreciate you and the nice words! <3

Anonymous asked: hi nat! I just wanted to pop in and say that regardless of what fandom you write for, the love and care you pour into your writing and into interacting with followers who care about your work as well is really obvious. you're doing this for FREE and people should appreciate what you've given us so far, since ultimately this blog should be for you, whatever that means to you at any point in time. it's ok to jump fandoms! the important thing is that you feel good about what you're producing and that it makes you happy. everyone else is just a bonus - but, seeing you on my dash certainly makes me happy : ) I hope you feel better soon!

thank you anon! i’m feeling much better and happier today. birthdays are very difficult for me (i did not think i’d be alive at eighteen, much less 25!) so this event is definitely kind of a way for me to concentrate on something else, and i’m a little bit extra sensitive atm. i appreciate you so much, thank you for the kind words!!! <3

Anonymous asked: Hello! I just wanted to say, write what YOU want and make YOUR writings as long as you'd like. 💖 To the anon who is like "We mAdE yOu FaMoUs dOnt HalF asS iT" stfu, let people do what they wanna do. If you think they half do it, write something better and longer you asshat.

this is an open invitiation to that anon to send me a link to their writing blog and i’ll hype them up i promise <3

Anonymous asked: nat i'm so so sorry about that ask please know that your older followers don't share the same opinion :( sometimes people forget about the living, breathing person behind the screen smh. you are not a machine. you absolutely should not restrict yourself to posting about one fandom forever. yes, we're first pulled in by your amazing content, but we stay for your wonderful personality and work ethic. please just keep being you, taking up projects you feel comfy with! <333 bless u

ahh thank u anon! unfortunately i actually am a writing robot, i’m sorry u had to find out this way. my jojo chip has been removed, please send it back so i can continue to not half-ass my jojo work. fgnjkbgjkfn thank you so much angel!!! i appreciate you ;_;.

Anonymous asked: i don’t think it’s fair for other people to say shit about what you choose to write about because on tumblr and other writing platforms, writers are constantly developing how they write and the fandoms that they write for. it’s not fair for someone to criticize that “you don’t care about jjba blah blah blah” because you can enjoy new shows/manga. and like you said you’ve grown so much!! proud of you nat and im glad that ive been able to read your works (sincerely other nat)

i am STILL waiting for you to come and fight me other nat fgnjkbnf. it’s nice to be enjoying different things! i am constantly learning new things and reading new works and making new friends and improving and i think that’s important. i do care about jjba - a lot! but i can care about other things too! <3

Anonymous asked: I may not be one of your oldest followers, but i've been here for almost 3 years. Yes, i started following u for ur jojo content, but let me tell u, ur newfound motivation and enthusiam for other fandoms was honestly contagiuos for me. And i say this as a person who finds very difficult to move from one interest to another. Jojo is great, but so are other fandoms. Please don't let some faceless scum rob u that motivation. This is ur blog and u r always free to write whatever u want.

honestly, i have been there! i am autistic and i have special interests and watching other people move on to stuff i’m not vibing with has made me sad in the past, but i want people to be happy more than anything and sometimes that means new things and change! <3

Anonymous asked: Hi Nat! I saw that rude anon message & I just wanted to pop in & say that they're wrong. You're not betraying anyone & you should write whatever it is you want to write. I followed you for jojo & I'm not familiar with the other fandoms that you write for, but personally it makes me SO happy to see you enjoying new things! It's always good to find joy wherever you can, so keep writing what you're interested in. There a lot of ppl who want to see you happy and healthy <3

honestly the idea of it being a GRAND BETRAYAL is so funny, i am just writing anime fanfic here and thriving!!! tysm anon! <3

Anonymous asked: Those anons can piss off! They have no right to judge how long or how short your writing is. If they want longer content write it their damn selves. I think your writing has improved wonderfully and I originally followed for Jojo and I'm enjoying all the content period. I don't even watch jujutsu ( not my cup of tea personally) but I love seeing the creativity and the interactions. You write what makes you happy Nat and that's on that! You don't owe anybody anything! I know how hard writing is and when your consuming new content it's hard to make content for something else. That doesn't mean you don't like it any more your just doing something different for a while. Love you and your content and I'm enjoying the love your putting into your content whether long or short. ♥♥💕 Sending love your way!

honestly my idea of ‘short content’ is still over 1k words, i’m not good at reeling myself in! i guess it’s bc they see like, 1.5k jojo fic versus 5k jjk fic but it’s not that i didn’t enjoy the first fic, just that the point and the story came a lot quicker and so did the natural end! thank you anon, i appreciate you ;_;

Anonymous asked: Hello! Just wanted to let your know that I think your writing is awesome, and that you should write for whoever and for whatever you want to! You dont have to stay loyal to one fandom or anything, and your followers shouldn't expect that from you! It's not like they are paying you to write, you are doing this for free, and because you enjoy it and it makes you happy! If they dont like your stuff, they dont have to follow you, they can go to other blogs that cater to their taste, and they definitely don't need to be sending you such hurtful comments, and they dont get to make you feel sad about your writing! Just because they followed you during your earlier stages of writing, doesn't mean you owe them some type of loyalty or compensation! You can write literally whatever you want as long as it makes you happy! That's what your hobby and your blog are for! I hope you know that alot of your followers love your work and think that you are an amazing writer and are down to support the work that makes you happiest! 💖💖

ahh thank you so much anon!!! i am always so bowled over by how many people are nice to me when something like this happens, i am sending you my love <3

Anonymous asked: don’t listen to them!! we love you as a writer no matter what you write, because you’re a good person and a talented writer!! you shouldn’t have to change what you write to please a bitter person, and if they only want jjba, they can go to another blog instead of bringing you down. you’re doing amazing and they should be thankful you grace us with your talents!!

to be totally honest, if i was half-assing or not vibing with content i was making i just. wouldn’t post it. like you’d be able to TELL when i was half-assing stuff just to get words out (source: i have re-read my own nanowrimo works). there are lots of great jjba blogs who could do with more followers n interaction!!! i hope they do find them and i hope they’re nice to them :(.

Anonymous asked: Please don’t pay attention to that anon. People only have that confidence when they have anon turned on. Them looking through your blog despite feeling that way is peak fan behavior and speaks to how addicting your writing is. Naturally, you can’t please everyone and there will be people who are irrational and feel entitled to tell you what to do or what to write no matter what. Trust me when I say they’re a small minority and are more likely probably passing viewers rather than regulars. I check your blog about three or more times a day because I love reading not just your fics but also your takes, banter with other anons, or even random updates. Brainrot posts? LOVE TO SEE IT!!! Desk update? AMAZING!!! With that being said, don’t feel pressured to continue pushing out content for others. Write what makes you happy! You’ve been writing for JJBA for 4 years and it’s completely normal + healthy to get into new media. I’m not sure if it would mean much, but your love for JJK has gotten me excited to start it too!!

anon i really hope you enjoy it!!! sometimes these anons remember stuff i’ve posted and said better than i do tbh, i am living in their heads rent free i guess!

Anonymous asked: I've been following you for a couple of years and honestly it would always be a joy to see when you posted. Your writing has improved and I'm very happy you're enjoying yourself ! I know it hurts hearing and seeing stuff like that but I'm happy you're here. I'm honestly blessed everytime you post. Your writing is phenomenal. I love reading it even if its characters that I dont care for. You capture their essences so well and weave an amazing tale within the prompts and whatnot. You're amazing nat!

wehh thank you so much!!! re: the improvement, i really don’t feel like it has and then i re-read something i wrote when i first started and i’m like oh my god maybe it has. did i really write about jotaro acting like that.

Anonymous asked: Hi Nat. I recently became a follower of yours and I'm really saddened to see you get hate. You seem like a genuinely sweet person with amazing talent! I'm a writer myself and, unfortunately, get the same kind of comments. And when you get those comments, it doesn't leave you feeling motivated. People need to understand that people can and will, at times, grow out of fandoms. (1 Not just that but you're doing all of this for free. Again, I'm sorry you got such a comment. But please know that I'm proud of how far you've come. I'm proud that you're living a life that makes you happy. And no matter what fandom you may find yourself in next, I will always enjoy your writing. Take care of yourself. (2 end

HELLO NEW FOLLOWER I LOVE YOU (i get a lot more a day now than i used to and i feel guilty about not being able to look through so many blogs but i do try and follow back other writers for my fandoms!! ;_;). i’m sorry you get the same kind of comments! i’m always just happy to see people i like enjoying new things, even if i have no interest in it (hello to all of my mutuals who write for hunter x hunter and haikyuu, not interested but i’m sure you’re having a great time and i support you!!!).

Anonymous asked: I'm sure you're getting a barrage of supportive messages now (at least I hope so) but I figured I'd add my voice, because I'm a longtime follower. Your writing is, and always has been, wonderful. I've been so happy to see you and Haz get to a place that works for you both. Idk if it's obvious for everyone, but you seem like you're emotionally in a pretty good place most of the time these days, and it makes me really happy to see that. I followed years ago for JJBA content, but I stayed because regardless of what content you put out, I find your wit delightful. And I'll stick around even if you move fandoms entirely, because whatever content or editorializing you produce is going to be worth reading, regardless of what it's for.

ahh, anon!! thank you for sticking around so long, sorry if you’re old enough to have been around the vore and jorts and spider rohan fiascos! <3 i am definitely a lot more stable than i have been and - barring the Pandemic Related Mental Health Issues - happier! i’m glad that it’s noticeable! <3

Anonymous asked: It actually makes me mad how entitled some people are. Nat, you're not a content creating machine and those who expect you to be are not worth wasting a thought on. Your love for something is not measured in word counts and for you to write every day without getting burned out in the slightest you really must have a burning passion and huge dedication to your craft. If others decide to send hate then allow me to send admiration because I can feel your love and hard work in each post you make!

i try and write every day bc it’s super good for my little ocd/autistic brain to have routines and distract itself, so i’m glad other people can enjoy them because that makes me motivated to carry on! like, i write for myself mostly bc the content i want i sometimes get find, but filling requests and writing for other people also leaves me with happy warm fuzzies too! i appreciate you!! <3

Anonymous asked: If people only care about your writing for the jojo porn that’s on THEM, not you. Your writing was amazing when I followed about a year ago, and it’s only gotten better and will continue to get better! I think it really comes through when you enjoy what you’re writing and it adds a whole other layer of worth to it, because not only are you making free content but you LIKE that content and we can all gush about it together!!! More than just fans, I think you’ve created a community here and we don’t just stick around to read smut, I promise you that. -Reronon

i do miss having a discord community bc it was nice to talk to everyone in real time but it was hard work, i am glad that people feel like they can just come into my askbox and gush! i’m not very friendly in real life and people tend to think i am cold and stuck up so i work very hard to try and seem friendly and approachable online, which is much easier for me because i get to think and re-draft before i type! <3

Anonymous asked: Hi Nat! I’m sure you’re getting a lot of messages like this right now but I just wanted to say for what it’s worth that, as a person who originally followed you for jjba content and hasn’t watched/read any of the other series you’re currently writing for, I’m honestly still along for the ride. This is your blog and you’re allowed to do what you want with it and put out what content you feel like writing. Sometimes??? People acquire new interests??????? Shocking! I know absolutely nothing about jjk or bnha but out of curiosity still read some of your posts about them and even though I might not Get It, I still enjoy them because I think you’re a very talented writer! Honestly, as long as you’re still writing, I’m still down to clown, and whenever you take breaks (which are important!) I’ll still be waiting for your return or supporting and respecting your decision to stay away longer. Don’t let the entitled assholes get you down. Utilize YOUR blog and YOUR space however YOU choose. Your talent and kindness speak for themselves. Love you!!! ❤️❤️❤️

anon i care about you and i am so appreciative of you and everyone for sending me such nice messages! i am running out of ways to say it but it’s true, it really does mean a lot to me ;_; <3

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Illinois x reader x Yancy

@ezuriel-moth-rps : Hey,,,,,,, a concept: soulmate wrist mark AU, right? But like,,, polyamorous people having a mark on each wrist. Thank u for ur time. h m. Illinois and someone? Idk who should be the other someone though. how many egos are there, RNG it

I chose Yancy since he’s my fav, and I’ve seen him being paired with Illinois several times, thought it would be interesting! And also, in this particular AU, the soulmark(s) only does something when you touch it directly, not just the person(s) you share your mark(s) with. Soulmarks can also look like pretty much anything, differs from relationship to relationship.

Having two soulmarks isn’t that unusual, but often, it could lead to questions you rather not answer.

So you would always cover one or both up in some sort of fashion, often with a fancy bracelet or simple makeup.

It didn’t help that yours was two one inch thick bands, one around each wrist. One yellow on your left and one blue on the right, so they often draws looks.

Of the two, you had met Yancy first.

You had met him in prison of all places, the both of you in there for crimes you definitely did commit, not that you ever planned on staying for long.

And you didn’t. Yancy even helps you break out of the place even though you fought him and won just a few hours prior.

As he scratches the back of his neck while he explains why he isn’t outside the fence himself, you spot a familiar color on his wrist. He must have been wearing some makeup on it, because it certainly wasn’t there before.

Transfixed, you reach out and grab his wrist, stopping whatever he was about to say as you pull his arm through the fence.

“What’se youse do-” He stops himself as he sees the color on his wrist, visible where it’s clear that his makeup had been smudged. He tries to tug his arm back, but you don’t let go, gently touching the little blue spot you can see.

“Hey, now-” He gasps as warm tingle makes its way up his arm. Looking at you with wide eyes, he gapes.

“Youse......” You nod, licking your thumb so you can use the wetness to rub away some makeup on your own wrists. Yancy lets out a shaky breath as he sees the matching blue and yellow appear.

“I.... I’s thought I’s would never find any of youse.....” He stares at your wrists as you take both of his hands in yours. You kiss his knuckles, and when you look up there’s tears in his eyes.

“Please come with me.”

“I belong here, this is my home....... For now at least.....”

“If anything, you belong with me and our other. We belong together.” You can tell Yancy is close to crying. You let go of his hands, and he pulls back.

“Maybe when parole comes up, I’ll, I’ll give it a shot.” He starts to walk backwards, yelling about visitation. You look down at your box, and when you look up again, he’s gone.

You’re alone.

You resist the urge to punch the metal fence.

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When you meet Illinois, is no less of a strange situation. You’re in a cave, a boulder comes rolling in, and after Illinois comes walking just behind it.

He somehow manages to convince you to go on a little adventure with him, walking backwards with confidence without getting hit by any traps, and flirting with you all the way.

You don’t really answer back much, but he keeps it up anyway.

As you re-emerge from that monkey heaven, (which is what Illinois had expained it as), you still have the banana in hand. Illinois notices, but also sees the blue band around your wrist at the same time you do.

Your makeup is completely gone (a side effect of the monkey heaven you think). Both you and Illinois freeze. Illinois carefully lifts up his left hand, and suddenly you notice the familiar yellow on his wrist.

You let your hand with the banana drop, grabbing his wrist with your matching yellow band.

The two of you stare down at your hands, as Illinois feel’s the warm tingle from his wrist travel up his arm. He twists his arm so he can grab your wrist as well, making the warm tingle travel up your arm too.

“You.....”

“Yeah...” Illinois tries to pull away, but you don’t let him, pulling him into a hug. He stiffens up, but it only takes a few seconds before he is hugging back. When you pull back, the both of you are smiling at each other.

“Who would have thought I would meet one of my partners like this huh?” His smile is faking confidence, you can tell by his eyes how nervous he is.

“And I know where our other is.” His eyes light up.

“You do?”

“Yes, and you have to help me convince him to take parole.” Illinois doesn’t seem to care to hear that one of his partners is in prison, picking you up with a big smile on his face, and spinning you around.

Something pokes you in your back when he picks you up, so when he puts you down, you look and he’s holding a rock in his hand. Illinois notices, and brings it up so you can look at it better.

“Got it from the monkeys, it’s a little less impressive than your banana.” He shakes it, and as he does so, the rock emits a bright light, disintegrating and transforming into a big diamond.

The two of you eye it in shock, before moving the focus to your banana. Carefully opening it up, you find it’s made of pure gold. You both let your gaze flicker between the two items, before busting out into laughter.

“At least it looks like we will all be provided for.” You say with a grin, Illinois nodding as he wipes a laughing tear from his eyes.

As the two of you finally manage to stop laughing, you lock eyes. Slowly, very slowly, you reach up to cup Illinois cheek, stroking your thumb gently over his skin. Illinois leans into the motion and closes his eyes, and you can’t help but lean in and kiss him.

You let the kiss be brief, just a press of your lips against his, but you almost immediately lean in for another one, which he is quick to return.

You stay like that for a few minutes, before the weirdness of the situation hits you, and you have to break away from the kiss to laugh a little.

“What?” Illinois asks, straightening his hat from where it had become slightly askew.

“I just realised how bizarre my life is. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.” You smile at Illinois, and he returns it with a beaming smile of his own.

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The first time you bring Illinois to visitation, Yancy is so happy, but almost burst into tears when the both of you put your hands against the plastic glass that separates the two of you from him in the little booth used for visitation. He presses his own hands against the glass, promising with a mix of laughter and crying in his voice that he promises to try for parole when it comes up.

That first meeting had ended way to soon for anyones liking, but after that, you and Illinois come every time visitation rolls around. (Yancy doesn’t let you call, since he wants to minimise the risk of anyone finding out you are an escapee, and Illinois doesn’t want any more benefits than you.)

Both of you also write him letters, ranging from talking about adventures you have had, what kind of food the other person likes, and what you want to do when he gets out.

Because he is getting out, no matter what. If he doesn’t make parole, you had threatened to break him out yourself. You did this during visitation once, causing Yancy and Illinois to laugh nervously, but you could tell they appreciated the sentiment.

You end up not needing to break him out, as a little over a year later, parole comes up, and Yancy is approved. When you read it in the letter he had sent to tell you the news, you had screamed of joy, running into the other room to let Illinois know.

Illinois had smiled the biggest smile you had ever seen, you’re convinced if it wasn’t for his ears it would have been even bigger.

So a little while later, you find yourself leaning on the hood a car outside the prison, all nervous energy and jitters. Illinois is right next to you, a warm and heavy hand on your hip a comforting weight.

The door to the building opens, and out steps Yancy. You can see he spots you, almost matching your nervous energy, but he tries to take it slow, and not full on run his way out.

As he steps out the prison gates for the first time in years, he casts one last look over his shoulder at the building.

As he turns back around, his arms are almost immediately filled with you, giving him the biggest and best hug you can. He draws in a sharp breath and hugs you back just as hard.

When he lets go of you, Illinois is standing right next to you, and he gently takes Yancy’s wrists in his hands, making the warm and familiar tingle travel up his arms.

Yancy moves his arms so he can do the same, smiling hard, trying to hold back happy tears. Illinois pulls him into a hug as well, even giving Yancy a little spin like he does with you.

Yancy laughs, and when Illinois puts him down again, Illinois plants a brief kiss on his lips. Yancy is stunned, so you step closer and lead his attention to you with a hand under his chin. Leaning in, you pause briefly, before letting your lips brush softly against his in a barely there kiss.

Yancy, seemingly snapped out of his stupor, kisses you back, only breaking the kiss so he can kiss Illinois as well. This time it’s Illinois who is surprised, but he is quick to kiss back as he regains his composure.

You have to tell them to slow down a bit, you’re still very not in the right place just yet, so they let you drag them over to the car. You give them both a quick kiss, settling in the drivers seat. They both get in the back, leaning against each other and holding hands on the whole way home as you smile at them trough the rearview mirror.

#yancy x reader #illinois x reader #illinois fic #illinois #yancy fic #yancy fanfiction #yancy #illinois fanfiction #ahwm yancy #ahwm illinois #reader insert #the reason i specified the touch thing is #cause you win over yancy in a fight #so that's skin against skin #technically #:P

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artificialqueens · 3 years

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Things That Were (Branjie) - pureCAMP

A/N - … Hi.

I won’t get into it, I don’t think I need to. But here’s a return no one expected, at least.

I wrote this based on some Feelings I have and also Jinkx’s song The Auld Lang Syne Song from… Christmas Queens 3? It has this beautiful sad, wistful, nostalgic kind of feel and it made me nostalgic for love and that strange time between Christmas and New Years. Largely sad, mostly bittersweet. Dedicated to my love Ortega, and in part for the nostalgia fic challenge.

I appreciate any and all support I’ve been given over these past months.

You have a new memory from (1) years ago!

Brooke swipes across absent-mindedly. She doesn’t think much about it, they pop up all the time in the holiday season. There’s a little loading screen, decorated with animated tinsel, that flashes in her face before every ounce of breath is knocked out of her body.

This is what dying feels like. Brooke wonders if there’s a loading screen before entrance into the afterlife. She supposes it would allow the dead some time to adjust, at least.

It’s a perfect, filtered picture. The Christmas tree looks beautiful, even as the pine dies, all decked in shades of red and gold, glittering twists and lights that twinkle gently enough to lull you to sleep. It stands tall in the background of the photo, illuminating everything with a cosy glow. At the forefront of the image, Brooke is that kind of happy, sleepy, warm drunk. Full of Baileys, probably, and little mini mince pies and leftover chocolate from boxes opened and half-finished. There’s a glass of red wine behind her, slightly visible on the table. She’s cradling Henry to her chest, kissing the top of his head.

Vanessa is next to her. The remnants of plum lipstick still on her lips, grinning, Apollo in her arms. She’s beautiful. She looks and feels like how Christmas is supposed to - welcoming, kind, gentle, sweet. And Brooke knows that she’s drunk too, and right after this she burst into laughter and her foghorn voice shattered the cosiness and it was so right and so them. And she knows how her stomach had twisted horribly after they took it.

It’s perfect. She won’t share this one. It will stay in her archives. It’s really been a year, huh.

The cats look at her accusingly, as if they know. They probably do know. They know everything about Brooke. Every flaw, every fault. If they could speak, she knows they’d ask for Vanessa instead of her. Well, tough. Vanessa’s gone, Brooke thinks, almost aggressively as if she’s trying to telepathically tell them so. Vanessa’s been gone for a year.

Or has she? Vanessa isn’t the one who left. Vanessa isn’t the one who walked out without warning, who pretended the bliss was as blissful as it looked and then ran from it all. No, no, that was Brooke.

She shuts off her phone, clicks the button to make the picture fade to black. The switch from warm and bright to black is jarring. It’s probably how Vanessa felt, waking up to an empty bed.

“Brookieeeeee,” Vanessa sings. She’s grinning, cheesing so hard that her eyes have disappeared, nothing but the flicker of a fake eyelash visible from them. “Brooklyn Briiiiiidge…”

Brooke turns, laughing, and waves away the whistles and teasing mumbles from their friends. “Vanjie?”

She pushes her lips together and makes kissy noises, wordlessly begging. Brooke gently holds her chin, lifts her head, kisses. She tastes like cinnamon and nutmeg and chocolate, a festive concoction of things that Brooke usually hates but loves on her. Vanessa looks amazing in gold and she’s an Oscar from head to toe, sparkling, beautiful.

Akeria makes pointed eye contact with Brooke, then mimes gagging herself with two fingers.

Vanessa rolls her eyes, the fondness on her face so evident that it could light up the entire bar. “I love you.”

And Brooke kisses her. The kiss says what it needs to.

Christmas a whole year ago. Brooke made a series of decisions. Stupid ones, maybe. Definitely. She doesn’t know who she’s kidding.

Funny how she finds it so hard to kid herself. Apparently, she had no issue kidding Vanessa.

A little while after Silky comments that Brooke really shouldn’t still be living in the shithole apartment she rented at 20, she realises that as rude and bluntly honest it had seemed at the time, she’s right. She resolves not to mention this to Silky, in case her ego inflates too far and she flies away like Aunt Marge (she thinks this with love), and starts looking online. And it’s impossible.

So out comes the phone, because there’s only one person to go to for this. For anything. Because she’s always there and she’s always willing and she only ever wants some quality time as payment.

B: Vanjie [8.22pm]

B: Vanjerella….. [8.22pm]

B: Vanessaaaaaa [8.23pm]

V: brooke lynn hytes [8.24pm]

B: Not the full name… am I in trouble? [8.24pm]

V: do u wanna be? ;) [8.24pm]

B: Hmm… I’ll think about it… [8.24pm]

B: Anyway I need your heeeeeelp [8.24pm]

V: i gotchu boo [8.25pm]

V: what u need baby [8.25pm]

B: Cutie [8.25pm]

B: I’m going apartment hunting, help me look? Idk what to even look for [8.25pm]

V: exciting!!!!!! [8.26pm]

V: babyyyyy this is so exciting for u omg!!! I love moving [8.26pm]

V: i hope i can help!! im usually terrible at this but i think we’ll have fun!! [8.26pm]

V: although i gotta wonder what made u ask me instead of somebody smart like nina [8.27pm]

B: Ah shit, great point nvm I’ll ask her [8.28pm]

B: Jk. Asked u because ur always here visiting, may as well find something u like as well <3 [8.28pm]

V: u bout to make a bitch cry [8.29pm]

Vanessa was over in maybe ten minutes tops, Brooke remembers. It was like she could read Brooke’s mind, and she’d brought coffee for them both to keep them going and even a little bag of kitty treats from the place she’d stopped at (“a guy was sellin’ them outside and I felt a little sorry for him in the cold so I bought ‘em. They’re good, the ones you usually get!”). They were up for hours scrolling, and then searching in person just so that she could act as a second opinion.

Brooke stands up from the couch and walks slowly, heavily, towards the window. Her Christmas tree is silver this year, silver and purple, and as pretty and icy as it had seemed when she decorated it, it feels cold and desolate now. It reflects on the glass and for a moment it’s hard to focus on the world outside when the world inside is so disturbed, but she manages. Dark as it is, the lights of the city are never gone, and she has a beautiful view of a metropolitan paradise laid out beneath her.

Vanessa loved the view. She picked it, in a way. Brooke was unsure about the viewing, and Vanessa wheedled, tugging her arm and telling her she’d love it.

She did love the view. But it was Vanessa’s view, that she saw first, that she loved first. Now it just makes Brooke feel sick. Sick at herself. Like it’s not hers to look at, and she shouldn’t.

She looks away.

A change of scenery helps to calm the mind, Brooke thinks. Nina told her that once, she vaguely recalls, as she sobbed helplessly into the arms of the only one who would listen. The only one who didn’t think of her as a raging evil bitch, and more of a hopeless coward instead. It’s not much better, but it’s a small comfort given how much she hates herself for it. She’s more inclined to go with what the rest of them all thought after it happened.

It’s late, anyway. Maybe it really is time to read a book and push down the thoughts and try to sleep away the regret.

“Oh god, oh god. Vane- fuck,” She breathes.

Waves of pleasure shoot through her, beginning deep in her belly and sending shockwaves all up Brooke’s back. Her hands grasp at the sheets around her head, desperate, clinging, her mind and body totally incognizant of each other. Her body is on fire, and her mind isn’t even functioning correctly.

Vanessa’s mouth is hot and fast and her tongue is skilled, and every time she grazes over her clit with the swift, feather-light touches Brooke thinks she’s going to pass out. Her fists grab tighter and her toes curl and a gasp floats from her lips, accidental, unstoppable. She manages to tear one hand away and threads it into Vanessa’s dark hair, urging her to keep going.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop, fuck…” She manages.

The goddess between her legs doesn’t stop, not until long after the inaudible mumblings have stopped falling from Brooke’s lips and her breaths are finally starting to slow, and she wonders how Heaven is meant to be above them when she feels herself sinking into it right now. Brooke thinks absent that maybe Heaven is here and everything else is Hell because nothing feels like being with Vanessa feels, and when they’re naked and intertwined and breathless and warm maybe they’re closer to God than they’ll ever be.

She catches herself before three words make their way out.

“God, this fucking mattress…” Is what she ends up producing. It’s digging into her back, lumpy and old. She’s only just noticed, in truth.

Vanessa’s head lifts, her makeup smudged in a way that feels beyond sinful to look at. She licks her lips coyly, sucks off her finger, and offers a lazy, heady sort of smile.

“The mattress? That’s all you got, boo?”

She’s laughing, happy, delirious. Brooke laughs too. “I don’t have to say anything about you. Isn’t the state of me enough?”

It is. On her back, chest peppered with bruises not yet formed, chest rising and falling beyond her control, legs still twitching slightly. Brooke’s completely spent, blissed out, exhausted. Vanessa’s still worn out from hers and yet her tongue is musical and the melodies were handcrafted by all the muses of the ancient world.

Still smiling, Vanessa shifts so she’s hovering on top of Brooke and then leans down to kiss her, their bodies colliding, Brooke tasting herself on the lips of her lover. It’s nights like these that make her feel like the world is a good place to be. That everything is fixable, everything is brilliant.

“We should get you a new mattress, baby,” Vanessa tells her when they break apart. “And I’ll probably never leave.”

Brooke forces a laugh, but the idea isn’t laughable. Vanessa and Forever go hand in hand, somehow.

And they do go shopping for a mattress for Brooke’s place. They wander through stores and discuss mattress firmness and size and height and flop down until they feel as though they’re ready to drop, and then Vanessa lands on one and yells “BROOKIE!” so loud that her voice - that goddamn voice - almost shatters the glass. She’s laying down with a beam on her face like nothing Brooke’s ever seen, pure sunshine, and she clearly has the best taste in mattresses because when she buys it, Brooke’s never slept so good in her life.

The bed is cold. Brooke deserves a cold bed. She left Vanessa in one, so it’s the least she can deal with it.

They weren’t always at Brooke’s - sometimes it was Vanessa’s too, for the sake of variety. Looking back on those memories makes Brooke feel like the biggest idiot in the world. Which she is, of course, and she knows it. But even here, the mini Christmas tree is cold and isolated, and Vanessa gave it to her as an early gift last Christmas, and Vanessa chose the mattress, and Vanessa picked the view. Brooke stares at everything that Vanessa has touched in her life and wonders why in the world she let herself ruin something so good. It’s selfish and stupid and self-sabotaging and that angel of a woman deserves so much more.

She thinks about sharing the picture. She could caption it with that song, ‘Now I’m in the house you chose and the bed you bought to face your perfect view’, and that could be her apology. Because she knows all too well she’s too much of a blind coward to say it properly. And Vanessa won’t see it even if she does share, because they’re not friends anymore. Someone will get it to her - probably Silky - but that’s not worth it.

Brooke opens her phone again, and swipes away from the picture before she does something stupid. Then she opens her texts.

B: Are you busy? [10.11pm]

B: Oh shit sorry, just saw Yvie’s insta, u guys are out tonight. Ignore this x [10.13pm]

N: No no! They’re out, I’m home because I was working all day and I was too tired :( [10.19pm]

N: What do you need hun? <3 [10.20pm]

B: If ur tired it’s okay, I’ll talk to u another time x [10.20pm]

N: Shut up. I’m here [10.21pm]

N: I think I know what’s going on. Right time of year [10.21pm]

B: I’m just an idiot, idk [10.22pm]

N: Nope. Stay where you are, I’m coming over. [10.22pm]

N: Did she text you? [10.24pm]

B: She’s not that stupid lmao why would she [10.24pm]

Nina is the only one who bothered to ask what the hell was going on when it happened. It’s not like Brooke can blame the others, and she doesn’t either. If someone did that to her best friends, she would be the same. And she is the same - she hates herself passionately for it. But Nina has this untraceable kindness to her, this unfathomable tenderness that seems to have no beginnings, no ends, no limits. It flows so freely from her, like a gift.

She has no idea how much time passes by crying and looking blankly at her phone, or even any idea when she started crying, but the doorbell rings and Brooke answers it already in tears and Nina sweeps her into a hug like it’s the easiest thing in the world, and maybe it is. To love your friends is easy and natural, like taking a breath in clean air.

To love someone special is like inhaling in water, drowning, getting lost. And you have to be content with the helplessness in order to survive it, or at least strong enough to swim and keep it going. You can’t just sink. Brooke couldn’t handle drowning.

“I’m a fucking idiot,” She weeps into Nina’s arms, once her choking sobs settle into streaming tears. It’s not better, just different. “I wanted to be with her forever and that was so fucking scary.”

Nina rubs her back. “Breathe, breathe. It’s okay, it’s gonna be okay.”

“Is- is she okay?”

Stupid question. Brooke isn’t sure she even wants to know.

The hug finishes; they’re on the couch again. Nina pulls out her phone, frowning, and pauses like she’s thinking. She looks guilty, which is unusual.

“I would never normally show a friend’s text, y’know? It’s private, I don’t do all that betraying trust stuff. But I know she’ll delete these tomorrow morning and I think you should see them before she does.”

V: so its been a ear then hasnr it [10.56pm]

V: a year of fwithout brook [10.56pm]

V: honestly fuck her yknw what i man [10.56pm]

V: she fuckin broke mt heart man why did she do that [10.56pm]

V: i miss her an the stupid vats so muhc [10.57pm]

V: tha sonf auld lang syne plaed earlier in the bar bef4 eht club [10.57pm]

V: very apropaotye hahahahksjkdh [10.57pm]

V: may rhe acwanriance be forgot forever and fuckung ever [10.57pm]

V: is okay i can lobe w the bitternness [10.57pm]

V: i just kisd girls unt il it dont hurt [10.57pm]

Brooke sobs. Again, loud, shaking, broken. Because Vanessa is hurting so much even a year after it happened and everything feels so raw and it’s entirely her own fault for crushing the dream they were building.

“I miss her so fucking much, I don’t know why- I don’t know why I walked out,” She babbles, helpless and hopeless and hurt. “I’m fucking lying, Nina, I know why, I know why I did it. Why did I fucking-”

She knows all too well. Because Vanessa helped her pick an apartment and Vanessa picked her bed and Vanessa loved her cats. Because Brooke could imagine them getting married and growing old and it had barely been four months by the time Christmas and New Years were rolling around and everything seemed so serious and so intense, and that didn’t mean it wasn’t fun but it was scary in the same breath because speed was terrifying.

Brooke is bitter, but only at herself.

New Years Day. January 1st, a brand new year, a bright new start. The frost glistens freshly on the undisturbed morning, and all across the city, singles and couples sleep through the dawn, hungover or still passed out drunk, party hats akimbo, party blowers still suspended in smudged lipsticky mouths.

It’s early, enough that the daylight is blinding but pale and faded. Vanessa’s bedroom has the huge window that she never covers, and she sleeps through it like the dead. Brooke wakes up and looks around.

She looks at everything but Vanessa, but eventually her gentle snuffling is too much to ignore and she looks down at her beautiful sleeping form. She’s a disaster, hair everywhere and glitter still all over her face, and she’s the most breathtaking woman in the entire wide world. Something heavy and all encompassing sweeps into Brooke’s chest, and she can identify it by name. It’s only four letters, but it strikes a fear in her like an old god from a lost world. She needs to vomit. She needs to run. She needs an escape.

Before she even knows who she is again, any of the things that ended up staying half their time at Vanessa’s are stuffed into a couple of carrier bags and she’s in her dress from the party and out of the door into the cold winter air, panicked, unable to breathe.

It’s a heart attack, she thinks. Or a panic attack. It’s an attack that feels like it’s going to kill her, and she runs away, and she runs all the way home and barricades the door shut, dropping her belongings on the floor, numb and confused and cold. It’s the start of the new year and she begins it alone, hyperventilating.

Within a couple of days the worried texts subside and the angry vengeful ones start flooding in, and just like that Brooke’s lost the best thing that ever happened to her and all of her friends along with it. Because she got up on new year’s day and abandoned Vanessa fast asleep and that was the end.

It’s ugly and chilling, how much she cries into Nina’s gentleness. The only thing that stops her is, ironically, the thing that makes her feel worse, the characteristic ‘ping!’ of Nina’s phone, undoubtedly more drunk texts.

V: i hoper he fucjibg bubble bursts this tie of year [11.23pm]

V: every jhanduary first for the rest of hersitnkin life [11.23pm]

“I deserve it,” Brooke whispers hoarsely, “But she doesn’t. She never did.”

“Neither of you do,” Nina tells her sadly. “They don’t all hate you, they hate what you did the way friends always do when breakups happen. You both deserve to be happy. And both of you have been dreading New Year’s for this exact reason.”

It hurts to hear, and Brooke wishes she doesn’t have to listen, but her friend is so goddamn wise it feels stupid not to.

“Two days until it’s officially New Year.” Nina kisses her hand. “Can you keep living like this, Brooke?”

It’s not like she even has to say it for Brooke to understand. “She hates me.”

Nina shakes her head. “No she doesn’t. She loves you.”

“That’s worse.”

“You love her.”

“I know.”

“You got scared.”

“I still am.”

“Face your fears.” Nina holds her at arm’s length, forcing her to look right into her face. “This hurts more than what blundering through it would, surely? Fire doesn’t always mean you get burned, sweetie. Sometimes it just warms you.”

She makes no fucking sense.

“I can’t play with Vanessa like that again.” Brooke swears. “I can’t.

The transitional period between Christmas and New Year doesn’t feel like real time. It’s just liminal space, a waiting room of chronology, a suspension in space. If she’s honest, trying now causes no harm, because it’s like it didn’t even happen. Maybe she should, maybe she will.

Eventually Nina leaves, pressing a kiss to her forehead and promising that somehow everything is going to be okay. She’s like a fairy godmother, Brooke thinks to herself. Always knowing, always positive, and total magic to behold.

She’s awake all night long just staring at the time on the top of her phone, lying in bed sideways and wondering if she’ll do it. It has to be right. It can’t be when she’ll still be awake and drunk and angry. But it can’t be on the anniversary of her biggest fuck up, because that just feels like some kind of sick joke and that’s not what she wants.

The entire night passes. At six am, her finger hovers over the send button for a full three minutes. She counts the seconds.

B: I fucked up. If u’ll have me, I’ll never mess u around again. I didn’t know I could love someone so much and then u came along and everything sped up and I wasn’t fast enough. I shouldn’t have thrown away what we had when it was as close to perfect as anything can get. This message is all me me me I I I but if ur okay with it, I think new year should begin right this time. I’ll hold u and I won’t let go, and u don’t even have to hold me as long as ur here. Everything is up to u. I’ll learn to live with what I did if u say no. Because I totally get why u should hate me. I hate me too, kinda. U did nothing wrong. U were and will always be perfect. [6.03am]

B: Full disclosure is I was scared of how much and how quick I loved u. But it didn’t go away even when I hurt u. I was stupid to do that, and I don’t wanna do another year in the shadow of that massive mistake. [6.05am]

B: I won’t say it here, because thats cheap for u. But I’ll say it when I see u again. I promise, and I want to [6.13am]

She falls asleep with her phone in her hand after being awake all night long.

She wakes up four hours later.

V: ur dumb [9.51am]

V: theres a party at yvies for new years yknow [9.52am]

V: im not saying ill kiss u at midnight but [9.52am]

V: fuck around and find out [9.52am]

(tags: purecamp, branjie, brooke lynn hytes, vanessa vanjie mateo, lesbian au, things that were, fic challenge, nostalgia challenge, nina west)

#rpdr fanfiction #purecamp #branjie #brooke lynn hytes #vanessa vanjie mateo #lesbian au #things that were #fic challenge #nostalgia challenge #nina west #s11 #(you will always have a place here! -v)

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jaeyleo · 4 years

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That is!! So cool!!! So, Ethos is in the past and doing tests and stuff on the egos? Very Interesting. What are the other egos like? Or Ethos? I am very very interested for this idea!!

thank you so much!! i’m glad you do!!

lemme just note that @florenceisfalling was a big help in getting some lore and other things set up so big huge kudos to them thank u thank u !!

all six boys are as follows, note, i’m still developing their personalities so they may change later on! this is just so far:

jameson: he/him, straight and asexual. was taken from the 1920s into 2020 to test with the others. he has limited time powers, for example he can rewind one full day, or jump forward one full day. once he jumps forward though he is unable to go back. anyway! he’s pretty serious and just a little bit grumpy most of the time, he doesn’t like it here. jamie is very skilled with knives and guns and fists, and is fascinated by ethos even though at first, he hates their guts. jameson softens up over time, but for the most part hes pretty grumpy and just wants to read his books, and spends a lot of his days missing his own time. very protective of jackie.

chase: he/him, straight (?). the most easy going of the group. very soft spoken and extremely empathetic. he was the first to break through ETH- 05’s coding and get them to show some sort of emotion, and he was a BIG help in getting the others to actually like ethos. chase is always trying to make everyone laugh, keep their hopes up, but internally he is extremely afraid he won’t get to see his wife and child again. he has depression, but ethos makes sure he gets his prescribed medication to make his life at least a LITTLE easier on him. he and henrik are extremely close as they knew each other before they came to the clinic.

henrik: he/him, gay. henrik is ALWAYS trying to take care of the others along w chase, especially after appointments. he often forgets to take care of himself because of this. henrik has a lot of trouble sleeping, often has random panic attacks and has undiagnosed OCD. he is very kind and patient, but he’s always worrying about something. you can find him running around the clinic during the day checking the medication, checking on the egos, etc. if he doesn’t have something to focus on he will get extremely anxious so if he says he’s gonna take ur vitals for the third time today he’s gonna take ur vitals for the third time today.

jackie: he/they, gay. youngest of the group at 19, hes very bubbly and warm and pretty chill! he’s laid back most of the time, but it’s very easy to make him laugh as he kinda has that gen z humor where if u show tbem a picture of a can of beans that’s over saturated and says “B E aNS 👁👁” theyre gonna lose it. same w chase. anyway he has a few powers, he can do a little telekinesis, can (weakly) control water and metal, and is oddly ODDLY lucky. like theyve always got a four leaf clover on them or somethin. hes pretty brave, and is learning how to fight properly from jameson! catch them sparring while henrik goes !!!!!!!!!! when jamie knicks jackie’s cheek with a knife.

marvin: he/him, pansexual. FTM transgender! marvin is kinda the leader of their group, well, except for ethos. he is VERY clever, very quick on his feet, and holds far too many secrets. definitely very mysterious. marvin is very confident and has a soft voice, strong, and enjoys singing little songs ! he has powerful POWERFUL magic, including hypnosis, various spells, he can make plants grow/heal/die, bend light, water, and shadows, and many other things. he’s been studying for a very long time. he also is able to talk to and sense ghosts and other supernatural things ! marvin is by far the most stoic of the group, and although he may seem like a tough guy, he deep down loves the group sssoooo much, and would put his life on the line for all of them. both he, jameson, and jackie all have a second chip inside their skin which prevents them from using their magic unless permitted. if they try to use more than allowed, it will give them an electric shock until they stop. ethos has lowered their restrictions on magic once they complained of it building up, but they still are not really allowed to do much with their magic anymore :/

ethos: he/they/she/it, ethos wasn’t programmed to be a certain gender. and aro/ace, as most robots are in this future as they weren’t made for romantic love! hes kind of a prototype? a new kind of android the future hasn’t tested much on bc they were very eager for the creation of the perfect being. ethos starts out as very quiet and cold, he doesn’t know much about the egos’ personalities so he can’t do much w them. this changes as time goes on. because he wasn’t tested much, he can feel emotions if taught them, this mostly includes observing humans. since his creation hes been very lonely, and taught he is lesser than humans so a lot of times he’ll comfort himself by saying poetry or going through files or something. (thanks flora for giving the idea of ethos just babbling to himself at night when he feels his most sad or lonely!) ethos doesn’t smile or laugh, and when he does it’s either him mimicking one of the boys to make them comfortable or it’s genuine and he smiles for a second and then it goes back to normal. it’s a little odd to look at. anyway he doesn’t enjoy giving appointments, in fact he’ll go against coding once in a while and fake the data so the boys don’t have to suffer. this is bad news for ethos! which i will explain more on later :3 overall hes very sweet and comforting and just wants people to be safe. he loves taking care of people, especially when they’re sick so if one of the boys is sick it’s usually both ethos and henrik fussing over them in their own ways.

sorry this is so long!! also ethos’s is rushed cos i gtg to work but i’ll explain more on this if y’all would like, thank u guys for the interest!

#ethos au #ETH- 05 enjoys sitting in the sun fun fact

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gringoslur · 5 years

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Curious Beginnings: Mollymauk (Part 2)

I’m re-watching campaign 2 focusing in Mollymauk’s behavior and trying to analyze it. I don’t know i will continue this, or the reaction that this might get, but here it is. It’s a simple way to divide canon/fanon Molly that i enjoy doing, so just…you can read it and comment your opinions if you want. Sorry if there’s any mistakes or nonsense in my writing, english isn’t my first language. You will see titles that will summarize the content of the paragraph, so you can decide what u want to read.

Circus enviroment: The circus has began. Different races, different instruments, different actions. Molly is juggling two scimitars, and almost loses one in the march. I feel like even with 2 years in, he’s still training on “how to circus”. The about to be m9 group follows them. Matt mentions that the Crown’s guards are being wary of the circus people. With the amount of suspicious and mistrust that they had to deal daily, i’m not surprise that both Molly and Yasha have some things in their personalities that are quite unique, especially when both had such strange origins. Folks with memory loss being cared by misfits creates special individuals.

Group conversation (Molly, Yasha, Beau): I didn’t remember how this reunion happens. Beau starts so scream “Molly!! Molly, hey!!” and Molly answers with “Oh, it’s my favorites”. I will never not be sad about these two, about the chaotic potencial that they had. “It’s going to be great tonight!” and again, Yasha tries to copy him with “It’s gonna hav-it’s-it’s gonna blow you away…you’re gonna love it”’. I said that she copies him because it always happens when he starts to say something like that, which makes Yasha go like “oh now? now is the time to say that? ok lets go”, creating this deadpan hype. Beau, forgetting the bitter moment with the cards, continues to engage with Molly asking what are the best seats. Molly answers that he prefers the front, because “if something goes wrong, it’s nothing between you and whatever terrible bloody mess is going to happen. It’s just the best” he seems to be so into this idea that doesn’t realize that maybe ordinary people don’t want that (Beau: what???) honestly….fucking Mollymauk. He lives for the that, for the trill, for the adrenaline, for the risks without thinking about the consequences. Of fucking course that he’s gonna die first, and every phrase that he says sounds foreshadowing.

Work in the circus: Gustav interrupts them, not letting Yasha continue her “give me all ur weapons” talk. The work of the circus seems more spontaneous and messy than anything (Yasha continues the inspections inside). He sends them to “set up” but then changes his mind and sends Mollymauk to card duty because they are in need of change. The money talk is very important, is something that never leaves their mind it seems. Of course, when you are on the road and you have a lot of people in need of food and resources, that’s your main goal. Molly is used to this and just does what he says.

Cards duty, Mollymauk working: He has a small crowd around him, its not hard for him to gain attention. There’s a farmer asking for his 3-4 months cough. Molly seems insure, tries to calm this man attempting to convince him that he’s getting better. But when the man buys it, Mollymauk recommends him a tincture. “A tincture is a mix of alcohol, water, and herbs that have been steeped together for several weeks. The resulting liquid is an extract that supposedly can help with everything from sleep deprivation to migraines, depending on the specific herb’s healing properties. Tinctures can be made out of ingredients like chamomile, yarrow, and even marijuana and can be consumed though tea, a drop under the tongue, or a capsule”. He drops the act of the cards to recommend him a legic medicine that he probably uses and sends him to get that looked at. When the farmer insists on getting his answers from the cards, Molly even sounds frustrated but continues the farse and tells him that the cards say that he should go to a doctor. Molly is not so worried about this man, more annoyed than anything “Give me strenght”. I guess this happens often by the way that he handles it. “Platinum dragon be with you” this is the first time that we see him mention this deity that he worships in public.

Molly and Yasha (+ Jester): When Yasha tries to get a hold of the weapons, Molly assures them saying “she’s very trustworthy”. Listen the amount of support that these two give each other all the time in front of others is ridiculous. If i start to think about the amount of love and support that they give each other in private i’ll start crying. When Jester makes her pinky swear, Yasha looks uncomfortable and Molly whispers “oh my god” and gives that best-friend-look to Yasha. They totally talk shit about people all the time.

Beau and the limp: Beau and Jester try to convince them that Beau has a limp and needs the staff. Molly, not being the most educated, basically says “can you give me your staff and show me your limp? for my own entertaiment?” Beau recognizes the tone and gets defensive “are you patronizing me, Mollymauk?” and Molly, again, showing his perspective of the world and mindset with just one phrase says “no, i’m hoping that you’re going to patronize us”. So, here’s the truth. Or the truth about the truth in Mollymauk’s eyes. Beau knows she’s lying, Mollymauk knows she’s lying, everyone knows the truth and the lie in this situation. But Molly is not expecting to expose her farse with this tactic, he doesn’t need to show the truth to everyone or even see the truth himself. He’s waiting to Beau to fake the limp, to go further in her lie, to entertaint him. The truth? who cares. His own amusement? So valuable. The normal answer when you find out that someone is trying to trick you or lie to you, is get defensive, feel insulted and think that the other person thinks you’re an idiot. Molly’s mind doesn’t work like that at all. He is a peakcock, but not on this ego at least.

Molly and Yasha: After that, Mollymauk or Taelisin, i’m not sure, laughs about the Yasha-Beau moment. The homoerotism of the moment, you see. When Jester questions Yasha’s hability to keep everyones weapons, Mollymauk makes sure to say “She’s very good at this” (Yasha: “I’m very good at this”) I knew that these two always talked good about each other but i think that at this point i need to keep track of this because is both sweet and surprising, even if i’m *gasp* why i’m gasping i already knew this. Talking about Fjord’s falchon, Yasha says “is nice” and Molly agrees “is very nice”. I swear to god are they fucking twins or something?

Molly, Jester and cards: Molly grabs the cards in a “very especific order” and turns to Jester. “Tiefling to tiefling” and as a thank you, one on the house. The Moon and the Shadow. They mean something to Jester (supposedly). Does anything have a theory about this? Why did Mollymauk pulled out those cards and if it really meant something to Jester?

Beau and Molly: When Yasha starts to carry Beau, Molly screams “such grace! such form! such dignity!” I think that at this point he recognized what kind of relationship he could have with Beau and starts to create the atmosphere for it. I have more thoughts about it, but this is not the time, i will talk about this in the future.

Molly and Yasha about Jester: Yasha says that Jester is adorable, and Molly agrees. “Highly entertained” again, his entertainment is at least, one of the most valuables things for them. They both agree that they like her. From all the members, they focused on Jester. Was her attitude? the fact that she’s so friendly and from all of them, the one that could fit the most in the circus? Maybe is because she never showed any shady answer or look, but complete trust? Is because she is a tiefling? Maybe all the above?

Clarification: I’m not saying that the cast thought about all of this or that it all makes sense, but i can find a sense in all of it and thats one of the fun things about analyzing things like this. If you guys like this, i’ll continue. If you have any comments or things to add, please feel free

#molly analysis #.txt #critical role

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calumcest · 4 years

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Sit 3, sentence 37 for malum?? hope ur having a good day :-D

i have had a good day thank u anon!! it is actually over now rip tuesday but i hope u are having a good day too xo

3 - The aftermath of a bad fight / 37 - “You’re stuck with me, like it or not.”

Sometimes, Calum wishes technology didn’t exist.

Sometimes it’s because he wants to be able to disconnect, hates the anxiety that builds up at the fact that he knows people think he’s always reachable, that he can’t ever truly detach himself from the world. Sometimes, it’s because he thinks it’s bad for him, bad for his mental health, seeing all the comments and feeling the pressure to keep up interacting with people and posting on a regular basis.

Mostly, though, it’s because Michael’s eyes have been glued to a screen since 2005.

“Mike,” he says, for about the twentieth time. “Are you nearly done?”

“Yeah,” Michael says, in that absent-minded tone that means he didn’t listen to what Calum said at all.

“How long are you going to be?”

“Like, five minutes, Cal, chill,” Michael says, staring intently at the screen.

“You said that fifteen minutes ago,” Calum says pointedly.

“Well, I mean it this time,” Michael says. Calum feels a flare of annoyance rise in his chest at the fucking nonchalance with which Michael’s treating this situation.

“Michael, I-” he starts, but Michael cuts him off.

“Jesus Christ, Cal, I said I’d be five minutes,” he says irritably, and the flare of annoyance turns into embarrassment and anger.

“What the fuck?” Calum demands. “Michael, it’s our date night, in case you’ve fucking forgotten. We have a reservation at a restaurant in twenty minutes.”

“It takes ten to drive there,” Michael says, sounding irked, like he’d rather be sat at home playing fucking Valorant than going out with Calum. Knowing Michael, Calum thinks acidly, he probably would.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Calum says angrily. “Mike, I got all dressed up to go out, and I’ve just been sat here watching you play Valorant for half an hour.”

“Well, go sit in the fucking bedroom, then you won’t have to watch me,” Michael snipes.

“I’m being fucking serious, Michael,” Calum snaps. “Is our relationship just a massive fucking joke to you?”

“What, because I want to play the last five minutes of my game I suddenly don’t love you?” Michael asks, finally spinning around in his chair to face Calum. “Is that what this is? Your fucking ego needs a stroke?” Calum stands up so fast his vision swims.

“Fuck you,” he says, calm and cool, grabs his coat, and walks out of the room.

Fuck Michael, he thinks darkly, as he grabs his car keys off the table. He fires off a quick text to Ashton that just says the address of the restaurant and to get there now, and Ashton responds within seconds with a thumbs up emoji.

Yeah. Fuck Michael.

Calum spends most of the dinner with Ashton seething silently, but Ashton lets him, and he loves him for it. He only makes one comment, when Ashton gives him a look as his phone lights up and both of them see Michael’s name flashing on the screen, and Calum turns it off.

“What?” he says defensively, seeing the look on Ashton’s face.

“Nothing,” Ashton says, but The Look doesn’t go away.

“It’s date night,” Calum says, “and he’s playing Valorant.” The Look turns into one of sympathy, and Ashton nods, but he doesn’t say anything, because he knows Calum will share more if he wants to. He doesn’t, so Ashton moves the conversation along, telling him how he broke his snare the other day and what a fucking pain it is trying to get another one, and Calum sends him a small smile, hoping he knows what it means.

Calum feels a lot calmer by the time he actually gets home at around ten, after a few hours with Ashton. He’s still pissed off, but more tiredly so, and he just wants to ignore Michael for the rest of the evening and go to bed. He’s not up for having a massive fight about it all over again.

The house is dark when he pushes the door open, and he thinks bitterly for a moment that Michael’s probably still in the office playing fucking Valorant. Then, however, he notices flickering on the walls of the kitchen, and immediately panics, thinking Michael’s tried to cook himself dinner and set the fucking house on fire. He kicks the door shut behind him and rushes through to the kitchen, ready to - actually, he doesn’t really know what he’s ready to do, spit on the fucking fire? - and skids to a halt as soon as he makes it into the room.

There are, like, seventy fucking candles arranged in a slightly wonky heart on the table, which is what’s causing the flickering light on the walls, and there’s a plate in the middle with what looks like the world’s biggest chocolate brownie on it.

“What the-” Calum starts, staring at the sight in front of him, and then cuts himself off as he hears a shuffling to his right.

“Hi,” Michael says, sounding nervous, and looking like he might cry.

“What is this?” Calum says, halfway between confused and tired. Michael is not really the person he wants to see right now.

“Uh,” Michael says, shifting from foot to foot. “I’m. I’m really sorry. About earlier, I mean.” Calum closes his eyes and sighs deeply.

“Look, I don’t want to talk about it tonight,” he says, because frankly, he’s still kind of hurt and upset and he’s not sure he can make it through that whole conversation without yelling or crying.

“I know,” Michael says. “I just.” He shrugs, and pulls the sleeves of his hoodie over his hands. “I’m sorry.”

“And that’s what this is?” Calum says, eyeing the table warily. “Setting fire to the fucking house and buying me a brownie?”

“No, I-” Michael looks embarrassed, and Calum kind of feels bad. That was uncalled for. “I baked it.”

And, okay, what?

“You what?” Calum says, not entirely sure he heard that right. Maybe he said he faked it, like, bought it from a shop and took it out of the packet to pretend he made it himself.

“I baked it,” Michael repeats. “I figured you’d gone out to eat anyway and I know you never order dessert in restaurants because they’re never chocolatey enough for you.”

Calum tries not to let his heart thaw a little at that, but honestly, it’s difficult. Michael standing there, looking nervous but earnest, having baked Calum a fucking brownie because he knows exactly how Calum likes them and also that Calum never eats dessert in restaurants for that specific reason, hits Calum like a fucking metric ton of bricks.

“Christ, Mikey,” he says, and it comes out softer than he’d intended. “You didn’t have to do all this.”

“I did,” Michael says, “because I was a dick. Worse than a dick. I got caught up in my game, and I was being selfish. I didn’t think about what picking Valorant over date night might mean to you.” Calum can’t help but huff out a laugh at that, a little melancholy, a little amused.

“You’re a dick,” he agrees sadly.

“I know,” Michael mumbles. “It’s not because I don’t love you. I love you more than I could ever fucking tell you. If you want me to stop playing, I’ll stop playing.”

“No, you won’t,” Calum says wearily.

“I will,” Michael says earnestly. “It’s just a game, Cal. It’s just a bit of fun. You’re everything else.” Calum’s lips quirk up in a small smile, despite himself.

“I don’t want you to give up things you enjoy,” he says. “I just don’t want you to choose them over me on date night.”

“I know,” Michael says, and he sounds guilty. “I- fuck. I really am sorry. I know I fucked up. You’re more important to me than anything, and I never want you to feel like you’re second place to anything again.” Calum’s smiling properly now, heart almost fully softened.

“So you baked me a brownie?” he says. Michael nods.

“It took me three tries,” he says. “I had to make sure it was just right.”

That’s it. Calum’s heart is officially back in Michael’s hands.

“C’mere,” Calum says, and it’s what Michael’s been waiting for, almost breaking into a jog in his haste to cross the room and fling himself at Calum. Calum stumbles backwards a little before steadying himself, burying his face in Michael’s shoulder and breathing him in.

“‘M sorry,” Michael says, muffled by Calum’s shoulder.

“Good,” Calum says. “I can’t believe you baked me a fucking brownie, Jesus Christ.”

“Three,” Michael reminds him. “But the other two weren’t perfect.” Calum pulls Michael closer, as close as he can get without, like, melding into Calum.

“You’re a fucking romantic when you want to be,” he murmurs. “I’m lucky to have you.”

“Good,” Michael says, and he sounds a little wobbly, “because you’re stuck with me, like it or not.” Calum smiles, and presses a kiss to Michael’s shoulder.

They stand like that for a moment, holding each other tight and both trying not to cry, until Calum remembers something.

“Where’d you get all the fucking candles?” he asks, and Michael laughs, but it comes out as a sob.

“I’d do fucking anything for you, Cal,” Michael says, sincere and a little choked. He pauses for a moment, then adds, “Including but not limited to blackmailing our neighbours for all of their candles.”

Calum laughs too, and pretends the dampness on Michael’s shoulder was there all along.

#malum #drabbles #ok this ended up quite long 1.5k YET AGAIN i cannot write a drabble everything turns into short fics #this was written entirely listening to bleed american on repeat #while my housemate spammed the house gc with images and videos of different sloths from the national geographic livestream #there is a lot going on #also trump halting funding to the who #LMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOO kill me now #anyway someone write a fic about calum listening to bleed american please #unrelated but thinking about it #Anonymous

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lambsnd · 3 months

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You know how to make a girl happy?

Give her the best orgasm alive. Forreals.

Trillest shit ever. If you make ya bitch cum, she’ll do anything for you!

I hate wasting a good outfit.

Like, for example.. When I actually feel like getting dressed or something & be out there super swagga drippin n shit.. I usually end up going to the grocery store & just stuntin’ on some grandmas.

There is so much ass on the internet.. WTF

Like, I just be bumping into girls on websites & wild the fuck out, man! Ass ass ass. & some of these chicks live in SUPER random places like Czechoslovakia & West Bubblefuck n shit like WTF?

“wyd?”

Just flying around in my underwear, on my futuristic jet pack, made by Rolls Royce, while Beyonce is clinged on to my nipples w/ diamond encrusted tweezers, listening to the song, irreplaceable “nm”

I look like motha fuckin Shreeva Poonjabi in the morning. Don’t ask who that is. ‘cause I don’t even know. It just seems like a name that belongs to some nigga that would look like me, when I wake up.

Currently chilling w/ King Arthur IV, surrounded by 10 bad bitches who we demanded to twerk, for 2 straight hours, while getting my ass hairs braided. #FlyShit 😎

imagine if humans had updates like computers do like u go to sleep downloading updates nd wake up w/ a fuckin jetpack built into ur spine nd have laser vision n shit LOL that shit would be cray 😁

fuck these lame ass rap comedians they can't touch Edgar Allan Poe

quoth the raven nevermore

I’d rather be your nikkuh, she’d rather be my bitch.. but no emotions cause we both is busy focused on a grip, real shit

pweourtpweiqhr5lqwker I just found some chick I used to go to high school w/ in a porno daqqwwawawgg o0o0o0 I knew this bitch was a skeezer

u ever get so fuckin goofy high that u start speaking in ancient hieroglyphics on sum สบขอรอสไบ shit

My mom deadass bought 3 fucken hermit crabs .. not 1 but 3 .. bro they finna collaborate n open up a krusty krab in my house n shit

I'm done wit normal girls they too basic .. blind girls are the new wave ladies hit my dms .. or should i say ..:.:: :..::.. ::.:

Whats good w/ these hoes walking aroun w/ fake nails, fake hair, & fake eyes talkin’ bout they want a REAL MAN?

Don’t be the shadow, be the dickriding whore everyone remembers.

I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.

Fate is so interesting, don’t you think

Let’s be real.. You can’t fuckin stand there & tell me “looks don’t matter”. I hate when people do that shit. Yeah.. A person can be the nicest being in this entire universe, but if his/her face was burnt, TELL ME you wouldn’t have that be a factor for you. -___- STOP IT. Looks matter.

Don’t trip.. I remembered. I just didn’t greet you on purpose. Celebrate hard and take a shot for me, k?

YEEESSS. Dinosaur nuggets, french fries & onion rings. I feel like Jesus is crip walking in my mouth right now. FUCKFUCKFUCK

DUDE I just lost $50 on gambling

That’s like 50 fuckin McDoubles. -___-

Tell yo friends about me *mobster voice*

Click ya’ heels 3 times and teleport into Rasheed Wallace’s bald spot.

Im pretty loaded off Moscatto.

& I have to say there is NOTHING worse than those “day-after alcohol dumps”.. Which I feel approaching my anus in about 2 minutes.

Oh shit, uh.. we’re kinda like a big deal.

her ego awakens my inner demon

Love me now, before they all do

how are my lovely shenanigans doing this fine lovely day

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fmdxjerome · 6 years

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hello people from old and new! naomi is back in action with her son jerome. i’ve been stuck in my sisters house for the last weeks of my absence because she went on vacation and i had to take care of a sick rabbit who peed everywhere. i might have a disease now at the amount he bit me but what can you do. im joking. you might ask “but naomi doesnt your sister have wifi” yes she do but i’m an anxious wreck so spending my days on a first floor apartment with my sister on the other side of the world w an infected foot had me fucke d upppp boiii but now i’m back in my own home and my sister + her boyfriend are safely home!! foot all fine!! and everyone is calm again!! so!! i can return with a good heart. i’ll be sliding in the dms of the people who bear emoticon’ed me 600 years ago and bc i suck w introducing myself to new people i’ll just hi!!!!! i think when i wake up i’m gonna do a “bio reading” marathon as i write bc i need to appreciate. also shit i need more threads wow i suck might see me replying to some open starters and def need to get back to plotting bc there are some people i’ve been dying to thread with ;^;

its like 6am now so i might b heading 2 bed now but under the cut there will be a reintroduction to jerome (one i promised in januari i believe) as im rewriting his bio (no major things change really its just minor things nd its time for an upgrade) so yes! hello (ims will come tomorrow as well ;3;)

also fact. mullet daddy jaebum is jerome rn dont drag him dont @ him its gone before you know it. probs after idolized its a look tho wow i love- a chic farmer (... the short bangs are tragic tho jerome honey i kno u liked them on wren but ur not wren. jerome: but i- me: no. this this not this jerome: :( ok fine me: fuego

anyway before i pass out here is reintroduction. the triggers are; adoption, racism themes??? like yeah ok!! apologize if this is shit. hope everyone is having a good day though you all are great!

Jerome Gauthier aka Yuddy

-Anti idol

-Has an okay reputation but that’s because he’s smart about things.

-BC eyeing him tho *eyes fake friends with good reputation for him to hang out with* (hmu for fake friend plots. funny the person w the best rep of all actually likes jerome. bless jisoos christ. guess that praying on knees worked out in the end huh jerome. /dont/ sainthood is waiting)

-Talented™. (ask him to write songs for you) (Actually have a few songs in my library i want him to write but not sing so *eyes*)

-Passionate as fuck don’t mess with him in the studio (passionate all over tbh)

-Adopted and in search of his bloodlines

-Hoe but not really

-Actually, scrap that. Nicknames him JerHOEme

-Is actually lovely

-But acts like a shit

-Slips up and is soft to people sometimes before being a complete and utter asshole the next second

-bc soft jerome whOMST i only know deMON

-Suave Fuckboy who’s nonchalant about everything

-French™

-Will call you baby at some point in your life

-Signature smirk

-Egotistic???? Narcissistic??? a lil bit don’t stroke his ego

-Secretive™. not much info on his time in france

-Secretly a dad without children (except for his actual biological son insoo aka chorizo sausage who he goes to play ball with- i mean work on songs in the studio. seriously catch him picking up his son from soccer practice i mean shit no i mean- ok insoo is really his son dont fight me on this.)

-And also has a daughter an Oriental shorthair cat called Edith who he is so soft with he kicks out girls to cuddle with her. (one meow and he’s home)

- we support WISH hating jerome in this household. please people who have girls in WISH dont let them like him (or be a rebel and go against the mothers wishes but you’ve been warned)

-Dont let him get in your pants too like ask wren you dont want that (or i mean with the list of kinks i peeped maybe idk who am i to say what your muse wants or does not want idk im just protecting people from satan)

-Unlikely he’ll get in any pants now anyway tho bc he a proud shopper at papa juliens pizza and y’all some other brand type ish domino lookin asses NAH *throws hands up* rome’s in the house (no but guys. this is his soulmate THIS IS HIM. dISgUStiNG- )

-In 2016 interview took him out of context and it looks like he hates all idol rappers but is not true. He just doesn’t like companies making rap out to be like this thing you can do if you’re pretty and you can’t sing and he doesn’t like it when said pretty idols know nothing of it. he gets the grind but will side eye (benjy nd jerome already have a rivalry bc of this shit thank u interviewer)

-Dating scandals?? EHH. He almost had one with a Japanese model called Momo in the beginning of his career but BC did well of spinning them as friends and he legit had one with his ex last october which?????????? shit she touched his *spoiler* and it was *spoiler* . BC about to ban him from fashion shows damn. yoonah and him have to go to paris fashion week quick

-BC has yet to force him into a relationship tho. but damn he gonna be angry when that ever happens yoo.

-Studied to become a cinematographer. Now is annoying as fuck during recording MV’s bc he butts into everything (BUT thats why his his mvs so AESTHETIC. eye for beauty bois)

-Holler at ya boi if you want a nice mv he’s involved like that

-Also to the girls who have been in an MV with Jerome.. know he probably flirted with you between takes bc during he’s grade a professionalism but he still a ho

-Actual catlady no questions asked (he feeds stray cats and gets cut up by edith when she smells other cats on him rip)

-Actual wife material no questions asked (to quote the great Halit Yilmaz during that time Jerome stood in the kitchen for hours making baklava and other Turkish treats for Halit’s Eid al-Fitr: “Shit, Jerome if you were a girl i’d marry you in a heartbeat.” and its true. we would ALL marry jerome. who says no is lying. )

-Smooth™

-Ok the ego thing btw its weird its an act but hes weird about it dont ask

idk what else to write ok short rundown of his bio as again i’m writing a new one and i cringe every time i look at my old one. im probs forgetting a lot but EYO ITS 6AM WHO CARES

CHILDHOOD age 0 to 10

-Born to a single mom who got fucked over by a smash nd dash dad. (we side eye Ok Chanwook in this household.)

-Moms family discouraged her from taking care of him herself so putting up for adoption it is.

-Very emotional not ok mom boram cry a lot pls. (got v angry too like boi if she ever sees chanwook again he can change his name to no dick larry)

-Adopted by a French couple called Lucas and Daphné (previously named Annelies). pretty kool peeps

-JK racist assholes who fetishize jerome a lot. PLEASE. the yellow fever runs deep. take him away from them,

-Raised in a small town in France and knew 0 Asians growing up. so thats nice

-Loves his adoptive grandpa to death tho (who’s he named after u3u)

-Actually hates the rest lol

-Ok uncle Rémy pretty cool bc he laughs at teen!Jerome shit talking his parents and aunt Camille. She a sweety ;3; a bit odd but a sweety #stanauntCamille

-Basically the people on the Gauthier side and born from Jerome and Clemintine are ok, the rest is shit (except for his dad Lucas. He a Gauthier but he shit)

-Junior/Senior relationship w granpda ;3; “Pépé!!” “Junior!!” *tiny jerome swings around grandpa’s neck* LOVE

-Grandma passed when he was 9. (he loved her very much and would always show her his drawings on her bed ;-;)

-Hard time adjusting at first when he was a tiny toddler. had a lisp talking french. ;3; baby rome

-young jerome had a bad case of the abandonment issues he literally held onto his dads leg for like 30 minutes before the teacher finally peeled him away from him. my smol boi

-Elephants. remember this. is important. /sob

-TLDR; biological mom didnt want to loose him. adoptive parents and dad are fucks. grandpa is kool. jerome had a good childhood until he didnt. thank u ignorance

TEEN YEARS age 10 to 20

-middle school very nice

-j FUCKING KKKKK EMO JEROME INBOUNDDDD

-kids are mean. teens are mean. young!jerome v lonely

-honestly he had no friends. except for like maybe this one kid on his sport called mattheo but he kinda a weeb so uhhhh ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

-the time comes that he feels uncomfortable with everything korean. he already learned korean along side french and english when he was growing up but now distances himself from further learning. he clings to french culture a lot and even to this day he refers to himself as french and european, and rarely refers to himself as korean or asian.

-feels disconnected from both though. its like.. his parents took his korean culture away from him by using it for their own amusement. it was not his to have basically. and french- a lot of people around him give the vibe he’s not “allowed” to call himself fully french. they see him as korean, korean-french but never just french. he feels very misunderstood. lack of identity and just not fitting in

-around this time (or earlier i’m musing still) his cousin Antonin (moms side) kind of fell out on him. like. wow. not good. fucked jerome up a lil. (issues intensify)

-inferiority complex inbound/ is he ok? no he isnt. he starts writing to get his emotions out.

-Blessed Freddy rolled in teen jerome’s life like: guess we need to do history homework together jerome: aren’t you gonna make a ‘do my homework bc you’re asian’ joke freddy: why would i jerome:

-they bond over music, freddy is the one who gets him serious about getting into it (we thank our lord freddy for this gift of life we call singer/songwriter jerome. pray to freddy 10 times a day *srry jisoos christ but ur out*)

-literally young jerome would be a great soundcloud artist in this day and age. he was like joji meets rei brown with more of an rnb tinge. he liked ambient because it calmed him.

-in his old bio thats still up bc im a slow writer his old name was some dumb shit like l.only DUMB its romeles now (get it.. jeROME LESlie gauthier. im smart)

-OK IM GONNA GO QUICKER NOW

-eMO FOR A LONG TIME BC OF LONELINESS AND OTHERING FREDDY IS HIS BEACON OF HOPE WE LOVE FREDDY IN THIS HOUSEHOLD!!!!!!!

-had a big ass fall out with his parents when he was around 15? was like “UHHH FUCK Y’ALL” and moved in with his grandpa (he was very disrespectful like damn boy but you know what. i support)

-best decision of his life because grandpa v lonely after his wife died and Jerome^2 is… so soft.

-Jerome dancing/singing to old tunes and being engrossed with old movies

-Learning how to cook ;3;

-I mean bc his middle and highschool were in Laval he spend a lot of his time w his grandpa already so he already had a bed and ;-; #jerome^2

-Halit rolls into his life. Braces, huge smile, lil prepubescent stash ohmygod. My child.

-BLANC is born. Freddy/Jerome/Halit’s musical trio. Stan the Three Musketeers

-Found his first best friend and a purpose in Freddy. Found a home in Halit. (sob)

-Finds solace in rnb and hiphop. People start noticing him because of it. Writes songs and performs them in café’s. Found his niche. 15 to 19 where his “best” years

-THE BIG MOVE. After a concerned halit mom, a proud freddy mom and a “WHAT THE FUCK JEROME NO DONT GO” jerome mom they pack their bags and PARIS HERE WE COME

-Enter ex who haunts his life, Seo Yumi aka Marie (now model, v pretty, makes me cry)

-Spots her in the summer doing yoga in the park and boi he an assman so he got fucked up (jk he saw her face and was like wHAT love at first sight

-enrolls in film school, meets her there again and wow falls in love hard like wow calm down boy

-Dating~~~v possessive not good at ALL cALM DOWN JEROME

-ok he got his issues nd marie was the first one who openly listened to his problems and understood and made him appreciate his korean heritige bc she’s korean and showed him cultural aspects without the gross fetishizing that came with his parents and he just- he got intense ok. he already got a v intense personality so- still not good tho he needs to dial it down

-she thought so too and like after a year she was !!!! what the fuck. she is not one for serious relationships but jerome was like ehhh why not in the beginning its v nice to hear nd be seen as the most beautiful ok but then it got suffocating but instead of breaking up with him she kept him around. he a safe haven ya know. reliable. someone to built on later. *i wanna say she also didnt break up w him because his emo stories but marie,,, eh...* (funny tho like she got a thing for bad boys so she just “this is the fifth time you called me beautiful just degrade me lil like choke me idk” and jerome just “w-why would i do that you’re beautiful i dont want to hurt you” ah *looks into the future* ohhowthetableshaveturned.mp4 )

-Marie cheated on him the second she got the chance which was when jerome went to america w his bros

-Got offered a job as a songwriter when in ny. Wouldnt think he’d take it but after getting kicked out of school for beating the shit out of the guy marie cheated on him with and with marie out of the picture nothing held him back from starting a new life.

-TLDR; emo era. silver era. emo era 2 emo harder

ADULTHOOD age 20 to now

-Seoul make way for the rise of YUDDY™

-the name yuddy is from the film days of being wild. the character is kinda yuddy-ish too so he saw the film again and yep. thats my name

-Fuck_love.mp3

-Visits his orphanage. they like “nah boi u aint got no papers boi”

-Parents can give him access to his birthmother btw, aren’t doing it lol

-EMO

-Drinks. Sleeps around. Gets a reputation. You kno how it is. (gr8 ride tho. highly recommend. 5 out of 5 stars on yelp)

-SMASH ND DASH. Chanwook is that u??????

-One girl who he got with multiple times reminded him of Marie tho and that fucked him up for a bit (PSST ITS A PLOT WINK SO IF YA GIRL OF AGE IN THE 2013′S HMU BC ITS DRAMATIC HE GHOSTED THE SHIT OUT OF HER)

-Writes a lot of songs, a few for BC (knight baes). BC like *eye emoji* who dat boi who him iz

-Gets sign w BCreate and is like eyy life pretty good

-but lmao he debut and oh who’s that pretty girl promoting that lipstick?? oh.. its marie ;3;

-imfine.jpeg

-Joins main label and literally joins w a blessing stream limbo on spotify

-wgm era was a great era of jerome lmty his hair was great, shared cute personal things, manager was happy, slept with his best friend, was married to a sweet beautiful girl ya know the good stuff 👍 no im not crying you are

-triple fantasy era was awful we dont talk about that he looked like his brother and i’m still emotional about him wow.

-instagram is a great song

-Interviewer: u mention an ex in ur song tell me more Jerome: *SWEATS*

-Marie: my short hair DOES look pretty thank u babe ur red hair was cute too <3<3

-The fact she linked to him now is spook

-But ok he still flirty, still daring, still yuddy™ but definitely less of the whole “sleeping around” thing now bc he… he uhh closetoyou.mp3

TLDR; he turned into his dad but romeo is rising AND HE IS SCARED!!!!!

also never forget jerome is the messiest king in this ok non y’all are as messy as him. he fucked his ex’s friend oK THERE IS NOTHING MORE MESSY. dONT COME FOR HIS CROWN

#Writer Speaks.#ooc. { i dont want to reset the clock again it says 6am in this post its almost 7am i've been here since 4 i'm slower than usual wow }#{ almost 7 its 7.30 i got to stop ok }#{v sleepy now so!! goodnight talk to everyone in a few hours}

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cloudysfluffs · 7 years

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Wilford and Dr. Iplier

So, we all agree Wilford can be shipped with literally Everyone, so have some Wilford x Dr. Iplier! Maybe I’ll make it a thing to do more Wilford X someone stuff. Oh, and Sergam! (twas for u Serpent)

Wilford and Dr. Iplier started dating soon after Dr. Iplier started falling for the giggly goof that Wilford is. Wilford has always had a lil something for Doc, he just crushes so much, so when Dr. Iplier blurted out that he liked Wilford, Wilford hugged him really tight and said “I know, I’m so great~! … But you’re great too~”

They are a very cutesy couple. They call each other nicknames, like Doc gives Wilford names like “Candy cutie” “Sweetcheeks” “My sweet tooth” and basically anything as sweet sounding. Wilford calls Doc things like “Love gloves” “Dovey Doc” “Rubber Ducky” (after finding out he sometimes wheres his rubber gloves to the shower. Who does that?!) However, if one is teasing each other things change a little. Doc’s nicknames bare a more… Saucy tone. “Sweet ass~” “Sugar lips” and the classic “Sugar tits” Wilford’s nicknames get more taunting. “Touchy tips~” “Stethosnope!” (a play on Stethoscope) “Dr. Ip-liar!”

Dr. Ipler is an absolute Ler. It’s just fact! So when he finds out Wilford is an utter lee, he convinces him to come to check ups more often~ Now, instead of a reassuring pat on the back for getting a check up, Dr. Iplier give him tickles as a reward! Needless, to say, Wilford seems to be getting more and more check ups everyday, and not always in the office~

Wilford loves wearing Dr. Iplier’s coat and pretending to be a doctor. If he has a chance to swipe the coat, he will, and will go around the ego base telling people, while trying and failing to keep a straight face, that they’re dying. “Dark… Heh… Youre dying… Of Urine Constipation.” “Wilford… That’s not even a condition…“ “Yes it is, I’m a doctor” “Please give Dr. Iplier his coat back…” “NEVER!” Eventually Doc will find him and wreck him for taking it. Neither mind this, of course~

Doc loves to look after Wilford. If Wilford feels sore, massages are necessary (most likely with a few tickles here and there~), if Wilford feels tired, some gentle lulling and cuddles will be provided. If Wilford is upset he gets an instant shoulder to cry on, never ending cuddles and constant reassurance and advice. If Wilford wants attention, he’ll get it. Even if someone’s getting a check up, Dr. Iplier will let Wilford watch and pester him (He finds it quite endearing).

There’s even been times where Doc has fed Wilford food (Obviously healthy, like grapes and dark chocolate, which Wilford surprisingly loves. Who’d a thought he had a sour tooth too?) while they cuddled up together.

Wilford is very willing to do favours for Doc. If he needs something during checking up on someone, Wilford would happily fetch it for him. He does expect a kiss on the cheek for the hard work, though! Dr. Iplier once said his kisses could heal, because he’s a doctor. Ever since then, Wilford would say things like "My hand stings” and Doc would take his and kiss it. “No, the palm!” so, he kisses the palm. “Actually, it’s moved to my wrist…” in the end, Doc would kiss his way up to Wilford’s cheek before giving him a big ol kick on those sugar lips.

Also, and I’m Sorry, but: “Doc, my dick hurts.” “Listen, Wilford, you can’t do this in public.” “But it hurts. It needs a healing kiss, kiss my dick.” “I’m so wrecking you when we get home…” “That’s fine so long as you kiss my dick first~”

Dr. Iplier loves Wilford’s ass. He deems it perfect. In both a To look at sense and a Medical fitness sense. It’s a perfect ass.

Yes, he does occasionally squeeze or pinch it. He want to test it’s firmness, make sure Wilford is keeping up with them squats… Gotta,,, gotta make sure ur bf is healthy.

And I’m sorry again, but: “Ow! Stop pinching!” “Sorry, did that hurt?” “Yes! Now my butt hurts!” “Want me to kiss it better~?” “OH MY GOD-”

When going to bed, Wilford barely ever wears tops. Just some pink jimjam bottoms and that’s it. Doc LOVES watching Wilford take off his usual attire, he has a serious obsession with Wilford’s muscles and watching the way the move and tense and stretch as he pulls his shirt away. ( ;) ) sometimes he can’t help but go over and trace them once the shirt is off. Which, of course, tickles Wilford like hell. He ends up squeaking and backing up onto the bed, having to sit while Doc continues to following along his toned torso with fascination. He ends up sitting on Wilford’s thighs so he can’t squirm away, but with the sudden close proximity Wilford is able to distract him with a kiss if he feels he should.

Sleeping together is lovely too. Wilford is so warm Doc curls right up along him, being big spoon most of the time. If he isn’t, that’s just because Wilford has turned to bury his face into the doctor’s chest while he sleeps.

Doc is always the one to get Wilford out of bed. He’s a doctor afterall, He KNOWS oversleeping as bad for health! So, up, up up! Wilford is more reluctant for waking up, though, clinging to Doc while softly whining for him to stay and cuddle. This ends in two ways. Both are tickly:

1: Doc denies, getting up and pulling down the sheets. Wilford puts a pitiful act of curling up and whining. So, Doc walks around and either grabs an ankles to wiggle his fingers into Wilford’s soles, or he digs his thumbs straight into Wilford’s hips to vibrate them. Each drive him mad with sudden boisterous laughter, and Doc lets him scramble off the side of the bed after a few moments. Wilford would definitely be too awake and on alert to try to sleep again after that.

2: Doc gives in, cuddling up with Wilford for five minutes more. He’s warm afterall. But, once those five minutes are up, he begins to tickle and trace over Wil’s back. Wil will arch his back, wiggling and giggling hysterically. Doc will carry on for a while before skittering over his firm, firm buttock, Wil yelping and trying to roll away. Doc quickly rolls onto him, reaching under to continue kneading and squeezing him bum. Wilford is squealing and laughing so much he can barely plead for him to stop. He relents soon, asking what Wil wants for breakfast as if he didn’t just completely wreck him.

RESPONSE: HDODYOSTKUFLGULG HOLY FUCK THATS SO CUTE??? ALSO SOOO FUNNY????? THEY WOUILD MAKE UP A BUNCH OF FAKE INJURIES AND LAUGH AT THEM FOR HOURS

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blackrupee · 7 years

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Wow your life sounds complicated right now I'm sorry for that. So you aren't gonna have any managers what the fuck? And OH MY GOD I hate when people come in to eat so close to close!!!! ( I work @ zaxbys) if someone is acting passive aggressive I would act even more passive aggressive- make that bitch regret it- regarding the 2 guys: 2 guys is better than no guys:))) wish the first one didn't pressure you though. How did the 2nd one hurt you? - and I care so don't worry about boring me

hi hello would you like to read a novel on my life thanks i talk too much (tldrs at end)

nah like.. we had been managing with a general manager and 3 assistant managers even though we really need 4 so as not to overwork anyone. we recently hired a new one from a corporate arbys (we’re franchised) and two just quit. like i mentioned, theyre not coming back even though the original plan was that their new jobs would be only temporary (6 weeks). sooooo now we have a general manager who only works weekday day shifts, one assistant manager who is relatively new (she had been working at this place for a while but was promoted to manager 6ish months ago) and another who is brand new but still has some experience. they said theyre looking to promote from within initially, but they might have to hire outside people if no suitable potential manager is picked. id love to get manager pay and its not like managers do anything hard so id be WILLING to be a manager..like the whole reason why i got trained on backline was because we have such a big turnover rate with backline people since it fucking SUCKS and i was wanting to be helpful and flexible. so like. thats what i offerred. but one assistant manager was like “lmao all youd do is swear at the customers” and im like bitch when have i ever?? i talk shit about them all the time but ive only sworn IN FRONT OF a customer twice and neither time was it directed at them. but i mean im sitting on a small handful of customer complaints so its not like the gm would even consider me probably. idk dude. i can be nice if you pay me to be nice. but i get paid to do food and do it fast……….so

but yeah literallyyyyyyyyy i have no idea how people can be so??? inconsiderate???? and they dont??? care??? im learning that my contant frustration with people in my personal interactions is due to a disconnect between what i value in expectations and what actually happens. like. when i go somewhere i already KNOW what i want, so i say it quickly and competently. i preface a lot of my interactions with people im requesting food or services from with “i’m sorry but…”. i phrase things as “could i get” as opposed to “get me” or “i want” which sound HELLA rude tbh. id always have my money ready at the window or the register, im always trying to pay attention and not miss anything or just….be rude in any way bc i know fast food fucking sucks. i know some of the people i interact with probably hate their job as much as i do and i want to be the smallest burden i can be. and it seems like nearly no one else has these same values???? and i dont understand how people can just??? be? so? inconsiderate?

also yes bitch im the queen of passive aggression. literally the night before i was working a short shift and my friend was closing frontline and this bitch was closing drivethrough. i just got the okay to clock out and i was like “bye! have a beautiful night! just know that i love you so much and ive everything ive ever said has always been fake until this point! never meant anything ive ever said until now especially if your name starts with k or ends with ristin (drivethrough girl/the one whos being so difficult is named kristin) but just know that i love you!” and basically being really dramatic and extra as satire.

i guess for context the whole reason she decided to be mad at me was the other night when she was drunk and was like “do you even likeeeeeee meeee i feel like you hateeeee meeee wahh wahh wahhhh” even though im like…..yes bitch i enjoy your company? i joke/use hyperbole/satire/irony/whatever a lot but like occasionally id be like “ey yo you know its all jokes right u know i love u right” just to ensure that she knows but she fucking. ignores it all. i feel like she so desperately WANTS me to hate her and tbh i got fucking sick and tired of hearing her complain all the time about this shit! i fucking hate repeating myself! so sure. if you want me to hate you so fucking much there. i hate you. i fucking hate you so fucking much. like is that what you want to hear? is that validating? are you fucking happy?

its so fucking frustrating

but i will not be held accountable for her decision to be upset. because thats what it is. she wants to be upset, and she wants me to be responsible for it when its literally not my responsibility. i am absolutely not going to stand for this shit like i kind of want to say its emotional abuse lmaooo but im just so fucking sick of it.

everyone knows that i take chicken tenders and turnovers that would be thrown out at the end of the night and she was closing frontline yesterday and made a point to throw out the turnovers right next to me without asking if i wanted any/leaving any for me. i mean i completely expected her to be that petty of a bitch so it was kind of funny tbhonestly. also im p sure she unfollowed me here lmaoo

with regards to the guys and this paragraph could get a bit tmi/nsfw: yeah the first one kind of sucked but i feel like a little bit of the New Person Nerves have worn down so id do better if we were to hookup again. because like i totally would love to have fucked him but…..anxiety. he was hot tho. like 10/10 body and ass holy shit. plus he complimented me on my ass eating so (assuming that was genuine and not a vapid ego boost haha paranoia am i right) hopefully he comes back for seconds.

second guy ive had a longish history with. started talking to him at the beginning of last fall semester and we hooked up kinda regularly for about a month. things fell apart, we both understood that we wouldn’t be good dating wise but still enjoyed meaningless cuddles. whatever. it got to a point where he would only hit me up like once every month and a half or so and towards like january-ish he hits me up again. so im like nice cool lets chill. im getting ready for this but my phone is in the other room. while im doing this he drove by my place to pick me up (since he was on his way back from nashville), didnt get a response to an “im here” text (bc i was busy and tbh not expecting him to do that), and left. he lives within like walking distance tho so im like “?? sorry i was busy are you still out or should i walk over?“ and he texts me like “sorry hold up a thing just happened” and im like…….okay. so im just.. waiting around for him. periodically texting like “hey are we good for tonight and whats going on?” because like there was some drama with his friend? hes like.. apologizing and shit but this goes on for an hour. BUT. the ENTIRE time he’s dealing with this friend problem or whatever he’s literally on grindr. and at the end of this hour im like in full blown paranoia panic mode and i literally text him something mentioning this and he BLOCKS ME ON GRINDR so im like ??????!!!!??? and i text him (all while saying “not to be crazy or paranoid bc im probably coming off that way but like could i get an answer or something??”) AND HE LITERALLY SAYS HE DELETED HIS GRINDR. but thats a LIE because i have a secondary account to see like……if guys are still on grindr/if a thing with a guy might turn into something more like if i see he’s not on grindr as much?? thats prob incredibly stalkerish and probably really creepy but hey. thats me. so i KNOW he lied to me but i cant really say “hey ur a liar” without disclosing this weird creepy stalker part of me (funnily enough this isnt the first time a guy has lied to me and i caught it with my secondary account! so it proves to have some function use in the end. not totally crazy). so. yeah. that was the incident. after this i dont trust him at all, and i still dont, but i had it in my mind to like somehow get him to fall in love with me just so i could break his heart for doing this? never really worked out. so now im at the point where im like….eh he’s a piece of shit and i hate him but ill cuddle with him bc it feels good

back to nsfw/tmi: the sex was okay. he’s weird about people being near his like….dick and stuff because he was raped and i totally get it bc i was too but he was comfortable enough for me to finger him and my finger still hurts from where he clenched when he came lmaoooooo. was totally hot tho. and i got to east his ass so im like eyyyyyyyy. its been so long since ive eaten ass so having it two consecutive nights in a row has been cathartic.

tldr; we have 2 assisant managers and a gm rn. looking for more

tldr; bitch. same.

tldr; he’s a liar

#also anon ilusm i love the attention and you god bless

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smilingdawn · 6 years

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INFINITY WAR FAVORITES (SPOILERS AHEAD)

Okay first off, fuck Marvel for the emotional damage but also fuck Marvel because IW was the shit •Thanos and Black Order entrance was well done 👏 •UHMMM HULK VS THANOS??? HULK GOT BITCHSLAPPED •Heimdall being loyal af to his king Thor 👌 RIP LOYAL BIFROST KEEPER •And oh, how do I even begin with the death of Tumblr's favorite: Loki, Prince of Asgard, Rightful King of Jotunheim, Odinson, and God of Mischief 👑 You don't know how much pain I had just looking at him acting so strong when Thanos threatened to crush Thor's head •Thor saying "You really are the worst brother" NOOOO THOR HE HAD NO CHOICE •"Also, we have a Hulk" Mah baby Loki finally got his clapback 👏👏 •"You can never kill a GOD" -Loki Odinson 2018 •No more illusions, no more tricks •The pain in Thor's eye when he was so helpless to save his lil' bro Loki :( he already witnessed the death of his mother, father, his loyal bifrostkeeper, and his people •Someone please save Thor from the emotional damage •EXCELSIOR! THE GLORIOUS STAN LEE CAMEO •The fake magic hoe Dr. Strange slapping Tony's hands away from the magic cauldron by swishing his cape •I swear there is no sassier scene in the MCU than this •smol banner confused at what happened between Cap and Tony :( •Strange calling Tony a "douchebag" was worth the money •Can we talk about Ebony Maw??? I mean he ain't attractive for shit but talk about crazy op •his movements were smooth af bro •He is every fake magic hoe's nightmare •asshole was element bending and shit •Stark's nanotech and Spidey against Obsidian Cull was just the tip of the iceberg •baby Spidey got his IronSpider •Proxima Midnight is a goddamn goddess •I would've loved to see her fight against Hela, I mean shit if you saw her fight against Wanda, Nat, Okoye and Cap 😵 It was a total catfight •yeah, Valkyrie's gone so sorry to all the bisexuals out there, we didn't get to see her fight against Proxima •Korg's gone too, I guess there wasn't enough pamphlet •Proxima can stab me anytime •Black Order ain't playing around •The Russo Brothers topped their CA:WS highway fight scene by doing a job well done on the Black Order's fight scenes •Wanda and Vision in a room *lenny face* •THE AVENGERS THEME SONG PLAYING WHEN CAP SHOWED UP 😭👏 •best girl Wanda protecting her boyfie Vis ❤ •Pietro would be proud •Proxima taking on both Cap and Nat •Dr. Strange earned his title as "THE SORCERER" by introducing more magic tricks against the mad titan •Strange's magic were pure eyegasm •Tony calling Strange a "wizard" •well balanced fight sequence that went from Star Lord, Mantis, and Drax vs Iron Man, Dr. Strange and Spidey to all 6 of them against Thanos •the fight choreography was well done, each characters had time to shine all the while maintaining each of their specialty skills •No unasked jokes •there were quips and name calling here and there but trust me, it was all for the sake of staying true to character and progress of emotionally driven story •There were 14million plus possibilities that Dr. Strange looked into •and they only won ONE of it •Thor and Rocket having an emotional talk about Thor's loss and suffering •Thor acting all strong but his voice was cracking and he was really crying •Star Lord getting all jelly and beefy against Thor •"Girlfriend introducing Boyfriend to Father" gone wrong •Star Lord calling Thanos' chin a nut sack •the guy has balls of steel •cute Mantis' facial expression jesus cheesecake just take her to heaven she is too precious •All the Infinity Stones were collected in ONE MOVIE YES ONE PART OF IW AND IT WAS ALL COLLECTED •WE ALREADY HAVE RAGNAROK AND APOCALYPSE BUT WHAT HAPPENED IN INFINITY WAR STAYS IN INFINITY WAR •Mein Gott Red Skull has returned by popular demand of theories •Salute to the theories about him being teleported •Da moment Gamora said "I know something that he (Thanos) doesn't know" I went whooptidoo at dat •Dats da soul stone, amirite •a little "u did ur best" to the theories about the whereabouts of Soul Stone •No theory was actually right of its whereabouts •Thanos' backstory was different, I understand why because translating his comic book story to the movie screen might make him a shallow asshole •No mistress death •not gonna lie, I love the scene between Thanos and Gamora •I teared up a little bit when Gamora threw the food that Thanos gave her and she went monologuing about how she hated that seat/throne and this place •Thanos saying "You said that back then" and looking like a deadbeat father •Now I know why the Russos called him the next Lord Vader •Thanos is an exasperated father •he did his best for his lil' girl Gamora •parallel to Vader and Leia I guess •I guess Ego is still the worst father (Odin and Laufey are still asshats tho) •Black Panther still MVP •Fuck da accords because it literally got fucked •No other Hulk scene which was fine •No Ant Man and Ronin sorry •Thanos' creativity with the Reality Stone •he made Malekith look like a little bitch •The Spidey IronMan Dr. Strange Star Lord Mantis Drax team up was the best •AAAAAAAHHHHH BUCKYYYY •"I love this place" -Bucky Barnes to Wakanda •so exactly how many fangirls are gonna change their status into "Wakanda" •Thor's worthiness goes on and on •ODIN IS PROUD •THOR KING OF ASGARD GOD OF THUNDER'S ENTRANCE IN WAKANDA WITH THE AVENGERS THEME SONG PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND •WE FINALLY GOT THE GODLY THOR WE DESERVE •I SWEAR HIS ENTRANCE WAS SCREAMING "TESTOSTERONE" AND "MAN SWEAT" •STORMBREAKER IS OP AS FUCK MAN •ROCKET AND BUCKY TEAM UP WAS HILARIOUSLY SATISFYING •rocket asking how much for Bucky's gun •ROCKET SAYING THAT HE'LL GET BUCKY'S ARM AAAAHHH THE MEMES •"I am Groot" "I'm Steve Rogers" Cap is still a naive little old baby •i did not expect Tyrion Lannister to appear next to Thor •thanos brutal as hell with what he did to the hands of the forger of Mjolnir •OKAY LISTEN BUT THANOS TURNING BACK THE TIME TO REVIVE VISION AND RIP THE MIND STONE OUT OF HIS HEAD WAS UNEXPECTED •VISION LITERALLY LOST ALL HIS COLORS •WANDA WASN'T THE ONLY ONE WHO WAS SHOOKT •THE WHOLE CINEMA WAS SCREAMING NO •My mind was screaming "GENIUS" when Thanos did just that •The Guardians' reaction towards Thor's news of Xandar's destruction •Okay in a serious note, Thanos literally had the universe left in half with the snap of his fingers •the whole cinema was speechless when he snapped his fingers •i was like "oh my god pls no cliffhanger" my marvel-ass thought that the russos are gonna end it there •i fucking played myself by being played with by the russos •fury almost saying "motherfucker" before turning to ashes •*UNINTELLIGIBLE SCREAMING* CAPTAIN MAAAAAAARVEL •Thanos will return *slow clap* Feel free to discuss the movie with me

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