#and then wanna turn around and get mad when people block you or tell you that you don’t understand how tumblr works

[avintagekiss24]

I’m still really struggling to understand why in 2023 people want to keep their fanfic preferences “private” and use that as an excuse to serial like and not reblog. The entire reason I’m on tumblr.com is to sexualize old men and fantasize out loud about getting butt fucked by a werewolf. That’s what the internet is for, kids.

#no one knows you here… that’s… that’s the whole point #it amazes me how much personal information that y’all are comfortable with sharing but draw the line at fanfic lmfaooo like? #here’s my name and birthday and the current city I live in but I don’t want anyone knowing I read about getting plowed by an anime character #and then wanna turn around and get mad when people block you or tell you that you don’t understand how tumblr works

[diejager]

OKOK so if you don’t wanna do this it’s totally FINE!

I grew up without a father, so I always felt like I had to be the protector (I’m not gonna get into full detail,) and it gave me BAD trauma. (I’m a female) How would 141 react to this? Like basically them telling me I don’t have to be tough anymore, I don’t have to hide my emotions from people, I don’t have to be the strong one. Again if you don’t want to do this it’s okay! I’ve just been feeling really down with myself, I’ve been breaking into random crying episodes.

𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶♥︎♥︎

Ah, I see, your father really missed out on something good. I just want to apologise in advance if I got some things terribly wrong. If you need someone to talk to my DMs are open. Love you too🥰

Rest Cw: absent father, trauma, breaking down, tell me if I missed any.

They watched you stumble, stutter around them and grow awkward and self-conscious when they became protective of you, more so than a normal colleague relationship implied. It made your shoulders tense, smile looking more like a wince than the ones they were used to and your mind block out anything that would incur a resurgent memory. It pained to see you so uneasy towards their affection, the love and softness they easily gave you once you pushed through their hardened hearts and shatter the walls they built around themselves.

You were always so strong, going forth without hesitation to do what you had to, the strong-headed operator in their Task Force that always stepped ahead to protect them and yourself. Despite your freely-given affection, you were absent emotionally, dancing on the line of emptiness and loneliness, a lasting impact of an absent parent. You were sometimes odd, mind wandering to different places and coming up with what-ifs situations, blocking ou the world around you - them and the bustling crowd in the Mess hall - or at times, closing your door in their faces, turning your back to them when you seemed to need them the most, never letting them help you quell that heartache and pain.

“Lass,” it was Johnny’s voice, the jovial one of your quirky group, his saddened voice muffled by your closed door, a physical barrier between them and your broken world, “Let us in, would ya?”

If you ignored them long enough, they’d eventually leave you. Most did that, never bothering to put more effort into interacting with you when you tried to ignore them, they wouldn’t bother you much more later.

“Let us help you, ” Kyle, it was him that spoke up after Johnny, a soft thrum in his voice, gentle and reassuring as he gave a small knock on your door. He called out your name - you government one - through it, a little hum following it.

It pained you to shut them out, the cord connecting you to them pulled tightly, ready to snap if you did anything mad. Your face burned, blinking away the tears that clung to your lashes and shuddering, laboured gasps through your mouth. You couldn’t let them see you like this, it would shatter the image you tried so hard to create through blood, sweat and tears, all your hard work would go to waste if you opened the door.

“Please.”

You choked a breath, eyes widening as your mind spun. No one else had the deep and low tone, a rumble-like growl softened to seem harmless, almost vulnerable in sound. You’d never heard Ghost speak so gently —so weak and soft. How could you say no when Ghost had asked so nicely, his pretty please echoing in your mind like a song on repeat.

“You don’t have to let everyone in, sweetheart,” Price had always been a good bargainer, his words throwing the truth into people’s face despite their reluctance to listen. “Just one of us, yeah?”

You guessed having all of them in wouldn’t be too bad, knowing how much of a part you played in their little group of misfits and chaotic bunch. They’ve showed how much they cared for you prior to this, many times in and out of deployment, the drunken moments in a pub or in the solace of the Task Force’s own rec room. Despite your paranoid and fearful mind conjuring up many images and situations, you fond yourself unconsciously moving towards the door, your silent steps growing loud the closer you got to the metal knob. You flicked the lock off, letting it crack open. Light from the hall flooded in, peaking through your opened door, encompassing the towering figure of your Lieutenant, a sentry to your self-proclaimed cell, the protector of your broken mind.

“There you are, luv,” you could see the smile through his eyes, his warm browns showering you in silent affection, “Let me in?”

Letting him in was the hardest, yet easiest thing you’d ever done, welcoming him - another man’s fractured min - into your darkest moments, cheeks wet and lips bitten bloody, choking down your sobs. It couldn’t hurt to let them help, to let Price, Ghost, Kyle and Johnny in.

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[crybabylulu]

That Night (smut)

(Sugar mama Lin Beifong x sugar baby reader)

Minors go tf away!

Warnings: men being weird, fingering, drinking, degrading, fucking in a closet, fighting, lots of hickeys

Remember that party Asami invited you and Lin to? Yeah it’s party time!

I had a glass of champagne in my hand while I watched people dance around at Asami’s party. The more I drink my champagne the more I realize I should have just gotten a shot. I’m not the biggest champagne person but I try so hard to be it’s stupid. I got this itching feeling that someone was looking at me but before I could look around Mako came up to me. “Hey.” Mako said. “Hey.” I said back and gave him a hug and kiss on the cheek. “Have you seen Bolin?” Mako asked. “No I have not.” I said. “Damn, well you wanna take a shot with me?” He offered me a shot glass. “I’d love to.” I said as I took it.

We clinked glasses then tossed our shots back. The liquid burned for a second then the feeling subsided. “I gotta go find Bolin to make sure he’s not doing anything stupid. I’ll come back to check on you in a bit.” Mako said. “You don’t have to check up on me, I'm a big girl.” I told him. “Tell that to chief.” Mako said as he walked away. I shook my head. When I go out by myself Lin sometimes has Mako follow me around which he rather do then paperwork anyways but it’s not like I can’t take care of myself. I started getting that feeling again of someone watching me and it’s bugging me.

I need another shot. I walked off to the mini bar and ordered a shot of cactus juice and then after I took it I said fuck it and ordered another one. Before I could leave the bar some guy blocked my way. “Excuse me.” I said as I tried to get past him. “Why don’t you come dance with me?” The average height man asked. “Actually she’s my dance partner.” Asami said as she grabbed my hand and dragged me away towards the dance floor. “Thank you.” I said. “No problem now, dance with me.” Asami said. I laughed as she held my hand as we danced around each other and on each other.

“I’m surprised you can dance in this dress.” Asami said to me as I danced on her. “What do you mean?” I asked as I moved my hips. “The slits of your dress goes all the way up your thighs at any minute we could have a flash moment.” Asami teased. “Oh shut up I used the tape you invented to make sure this dress don’t move like that.” I laughed. “I’m glad it’s really working, I’m truly a genius.” Asami said. “Indeed you are.” I said. Once the song was over Asami went to go find Korra. I ran into Mako again. “Still no Bolin?” I asked. “He’s in the pool.” Mako told me.

“Oh also you are doing a shitty job at protecting me.” I teased him. “What happened? Are you ok?” Mako asked frantically and started looking over my body for bruises or scratches. I mean he might find a bruise or two because Lin likes to mark me up. “Did someone do this to you?” Mako asked as he poked at my shoulder blade. “That’s a hickey.” I told him. “Oh.” Mako said as he turned me around to face him. “Yeah me and your mom get frisky.” I said. “I don’t need to know about what you and the chief do.” Mako said and shivered in disgust.

I laughed. “Anyways what happened?” Mako asked. “Some dude blocked me from leaving the bar then Asami came to save me.” I said. “I saw you two on the dance floor, you don’t think chief will get mad?” Mako asked. “Why would she?” I asked. “Since she likes to leave marks on you like that and has me follow you around she seems a little possessive don’t you think?” Mako asked. “I suppose so, yes but I don’t think she’ll get upset over me dancing with Asami.” I said. “Anyways stay with me so you don’t get bothered.” Mako said.

Hmmm how about no. “Mako, look , there's a tall buff smart pretty girl over there.” I said and pointed in the opposite direction. “Where?” Mako asked and I took off. I went back to the dance floor. I’m not afraid to dance alone. Is it more fun to have someone to dance with yes but oh well I have to dance alone. As I was dancing I felt someone grab my waist and I wasn’t alarmed at first my brain thought it was Asami or Lin. “Where’s your dance partner?” The male voice asked. Oh hell no! I quickly moved away and turned around.

“Dude what the fuck?” I asked. “Just dance with me.” He said. “No.” I said and tried to walk away from him but he grabbed my wrist. “Hey! Get off.” I snapped and turned back to face him. “It’s just one dance.” He snapped back. Before I could raise my other hand to punch him I was pulled away and then the guy was put on the ground. “You ok?” Mako asked. “Yeah I’m fine.” I told Mako. “You sure?” Lin asked me. “I’m fine baby.” I said. “I’ll get him out of here.” Mako said and dragged him away. “Come with me.” Lin said and we walked off the dance floor. “Where are we going?” I asked.

“Since people wanna dance with my girl I’ll just have to remind them you belong to me.” Lin said. Oh no. Lin dragged me into a closet. She pushed me against the wall and started a passionate make out. Her coming to save me made me horny but now her shoving me into the closet has me even more excited. Anyone could come in and see us but I don’t care. I want them to know, I want them to see, I need them to know I’m her’s. I pulled away. “You gonna keep making out with me or are you gonna remind everyone who I belong to?” I asked. Lin immediately attacked my neck.

I leaned my head back so she could have more access to my neck. “Lin please more.” I begged her. “Don’t be an impatient brat.” Lin growled. “Please.” I begged. Lin turned me around and lifted up my dress. I wasn’t wearing any shorts, it was just a dark red thong with a heart chain under my long dress. Lin smacked my ass and I let out a moan. “Lin.” I whined. She nibbled on my ear and smacked my ass over and over. God this feels so good. Lin pulled down my panties and started to circle my clit. “You’re wet just from me spanking you?” Lin asked.

“Yes, I love when you spank me.” I whined. Lin turned me to face her and pulled down my dress to pull out my breast. She nipped my left nipple and I gasped. She was gonna leave marks all over my tits. “Lin please more.” I begged. Lin slipped two fingers inside of me stretching me out and my back arched. “Yes, more baby more.” I whined. She curled her fingers and did a come here motion. “Fuck keep doing that.” I moan out. “You’re all mine aren’t you?” Lin whispered in my ear. “Yes I’m all yours!” I cried out. Her fingers feel so good inside of me. “You’re sure?” Lin asked.

“Yes baby I’m yours.” I moaned. “I thought you’d be Asami’s the way you were dancing on her.” Lin growled and rubbed my clit with her other hand. “No Lin. I’m yours all fucking yours! I belong to you!” I cried out. I guess Mako was right. “That’s right you belong to me.” Lin said. My legs were shaking and ready to give out. “Oh god please chief I’m close.” I whined as I felt a familiar tightness building in my belly. “When you cum you better scream my name.” Lin commanded. I nodded my head and the closer I got to tipping over the edge I kept saying her name over and over again.

“Do you think you can take another finger?” Lin asked. My eyes widened. “I c-can try.” I said unsurely. “Good girl.” Lin said and I felt her add a third finger. I gripped Lin’s shoulders. “Fuck chief!” I cried out. “Your tight pussy is swallowing my fingers up so well baby girl.” Lin cooed. We’ve never done this before but it feels so fucking good and I can feel my juices leaking down my thighs. “I’m so close.” I told her. “Cum for me baby you can do it.” Lin said, pumping her fingers faster. “I’m all yours Lin, I belong to you, I’m yours. I don’t want anyone but you,” I grabbed Lin’s face so she could look at me as I declared her ownership over me.

I could tell her eyes were full of lust but there’s something else there but I had no time to decipher what it was because Lin smashed her lips against mine. Lin plunged her tongue in my mouth and I didn’t even put up a fight. I let her do whatever she wanted to me. As Lin slowly pulled away I felt light headed. “You’re right you’re mine, you belong to me, there will be no one that touches you the way I do.” Lin groaned. Her words pushed me over the edge. “Lin!” I cried out as I orgasmed.

Lin fingered me through as my whole body shook. “Fuck Beifong.” I sighed out. “You ok?” Lin asked. I nodded my head. “You sure?” Lin asked. “Yes baby I’m fine.” I said. “Good.” Lin said as she pulled out her fingers and I put them in my mouth. I sucked them clean for her. “Let’s get out of here.” Lin said. “No, I wanna keep dancing.” I whined. “One more dance then we go.” Lin said as she helped me put on my panties. “You fucked up the tape.” I sighed. “What do you mean?” Lin asked. “There was tape that I put on the strings of my panties to help keep my dress from moving all over the place.” I told her.

“You’ll be fine.” Lin said. I nodded and we exited the closet together. Before we made it all the way back to the party Lin stopped me. “What’s wrong?” I asked and turned to look at her. Lin opened her mouth but then stopped. “Where the hell have you two been? Are you ok?” Kya asked coming up to us. “I was a little shaken up about what happened earlier.” I said. “Aww Linny, look at you taking care of your girlfriend. How romantic.” Kya teased. “Kya don’t you have single woman to mingle with?” Lin asked. “No need to be hostile Linny, but are you really ok?” Kya asked me.

“Yes I’m fine.” I said. “Oh and by the way Mako got into a fight with that guy.” Kya said. “Is Mako ok?” I asked. “Of course he’s ok.” Lin said. “Lin knows her precious son can handle himself but yes he’s ok.” Kya said. Lin rolled her eyes. Kya’s eyes widened. “What?” I asked. “Y’all are nasty! All those hickeys.” Kya gasped. “Oh hush Kya.” Lin said. Kya and I laughed. I was happy that the hickeys were seen. This is what we wanted. We walked back to the party and I got to dance with Lin for a little bit. Lin ran her hands over my body as we danced.

#lin is fine asf #chief of police lin beifong #sugar mama lin beifong #lin beifong smut #lin beifong x reader #tlok lin #korra x asami #asami sato #mako tlok #kya tlok

[nightskyslayer2]

Aegon getting turned on by his badass older!sister!reader defending him at their secret night out in the tavern

Aegon x older!sister!reader SMUT

i can't put any warnings or my whole collage picture or else this post will get blocked and hidden again, but you're about to read smut with some additionally twists and if bullying and physical vi0oopleasenotlence and gore does smth to you just keep scrolling :) lmao tumblr is making me mad fr

If u wanna see and read the whole thing make sure you enable your community labels mwah

“What was that?” y/n turned on her heel and stared at the man who just called her younger brother incompetent and useless as heir of the iron throne. “Please sir, repeat for me.” She dared him as she now placed one of her leather boots onto the bench the old man was casually sitting on. He looked up at the young white haired princess, slightly intimidated by her bold actions. “Go on. I asked you to repeat yourself- didn’t I?” She hovered over his face now, dagger in her left hand, right above his throat.

The crowded once joyful place to drink and dance was now dead silent and all eyes were carefully watching the eldest targaryen child. The man who offended her brother shivered in fear as he was pleading for mercy with his eyes. Y/n couldn’t help but chuckle at the pathetic behaviour of his. “Look at this miserable man.” the white haired woman said to the silent folk around her. “Shall I cut his venomous tongue out?” She rhetorically asked and laughed out loud before getting even closer to the sweaty face of her younger brothers traitor. “Perhaps this will prevent you from telling lies and talking bullshit about your future king.” She twirled the dagger between her long fingers as she grinned down at the frightened man.

Aegon was standing a few steps away from them, a mug of beer in his hand, watching his sister highly amused while smirking at the scene in front of him.

Oh how he loved his feisty sister.

“May this be a warning to all of you.” Her fury lilac eyes found the scared ones beneath her again. “Especially to you.” Y/n whispered as she abruptly rammed the dagger into the traitors stomach. She knew exactly were she was aiming at, not killing the man but definitely hurting him and teaching him a lesson. She then pulled the dagger out of him again and casually cleaned it on her sleeve as if she did things like this on a daily basis.

Her death stare towards the people in shock were giving everyone around her chills as they abruptly began to continue their previous actions and pretend nothing had happened.

The man she just harmed whined in pain as he quickly got up and ran out of the tavern in fear. Y/n just giggled in despise and shook her head amusingly.

What a pathetic ignorant man.

She then turned to her brother again, her face instantly softening when she saw the beautiful sight of him in front of her. Aegons head was resting against the wall, head slightly thrown back and a few white wavy strands of hair were sticking to his glowing face. He grinned at his sister, white teeth beaming at her in adoration and cockiness. Y/ns dominant behaviour got him all worked up and aroused and he didn’t even try to hide it.

Aegon simply couldn’t help it, as soon as y/n started to defend him, his pants were getting tighter and tighter. The princess of course knew of this, which made her grin at her brother even more. She slyly smirked at the tent in his trousers as she grabbed the beer out of Aegons hand and took a big sip of the bittersweet beverage. She then placed the empty mug onto the nearest surface and leaned against the wall next to him. Aegons head turned towards her as he bit his lip, shamelessly looking at his sisters cleavage. “Goddamn y/n, you’re so brutal.” Y/n scoffed, laughing under her breath because of his wild choice of a comment. She blew some sticky hair out of her face and turned her head towards Aegon too. The close siblings now facing each other but Aegons eyes regardless remained on his sisters breasts without any shame.

He thought of the time, not too long ago, when some houses refused to bend the knee to him and y/n just casually walked up to them and sliced lady Fells and lord Merryweathers throat in front of the whole red keep to witness.

After this, many had said she might be Daemons offspring due to her ruthlessness and their similarities but it soon came to conclusion that every of queen Alicent and king Viserys children had their complications carried with them. And honestly they probably would’ve had those two hung or killed anyways but everyone was in pure shock and fear because of y/ns rage for days. Well, to be fair, her two brothers were occasionally the only ones who thought of her actions to be funny and well played.

But oh god did Aegon fuck his sister well that night. He didn’t even want her to rinse off the blood. He fucked her so deep into the mattress, covered in all that gore of those goddamn traitors, showing her how proud and grateful he is to have her as a sister all night long. The gods forbid but he wanted to breed her so badly, constantly imagining her with his child and it growing to be as bold and frenzy just like her.

Or the other time, when their brother Aemond started a fight at the family dinner and Y/n and him helped defending their younger brother. Aegon had slammed Lucerys head onto the dining table as Y/n and Aemond pushed Jacaerys around. No blood had been drawn that night but the anger and rage that had built up inside of them led to incredible sex and and unforgettable night. Y/n had sucked her brother off as soon as they left the great hall. Aegon was basically face fucking his sister until she cried and whined way too loud for them to be safe in the hallways of the castle any longer.

Aegon chuckled and moaned at the sweet memories of theirs, almost finishing in his pants because of it. “I want to rip that fucking corset off of you” he mumbled lowly but loud enough for her to hear while slowly taking the eyes off of his sisters cleavage. His darkened lilac orbs now slowly wandering towards her own, both gazes meeting each other with lust and hunger. “I wish I could fuck you right here…” he took his time to carefully warp his hand around her throat as he looked around the crowded room. “right in front of everybody…” he added and, oh boy, just the thought of it made him almost lose it completely again. He lightly moaned at his own filthy words and thoughts, his lips now inches apart from his sisters. In response to that Y/ns lips slightly parted, trying to stop herself from gasping out loud when she felt Aegons cold fingers creeping up her bare thigh. He moved his head a bit to the left, looking over her shoulder and making sure no one was watching them too closely. But just like he expected, most of the people in the tavern didn’t even care to look at them, it was too full, too loud and too joyful for anyone to stop their doings and notice the siblings actions. The people here always way too occupied with their own business, either drinking, playing, dancing or making out themselves.

So Aegon smiled into the crook of her neck, his hot breath tingling on y/ns skin as his fingers now traveled higher, almost reaching where she needed him the most. Aegon hummed into her ear, slowly kissing a spot right behind it, absolutely loving the power he had over his sister whilst teasing her in need. Y/n closed her eyes in bliss, her head falling back as much as her brother allowed her to. “Aegon…” his name left her lips in a plead as her hand started to palm his clothed and painfully hard cock. Both of their breathing got immensely faster and irregular as they teased each other in the corner of the dimmed room of the tavern. The air around them got so thick and hot, both of them were sucking and moaning into each other’s neck while desperately grinding on each other in need of release. Aegon whined into his sisters neck as her hand slipped into his trousers, finally touching him and getting him off properly. Aegon was so close now, his eyes were starting to tear up and he captured his sisters lips with his own and his fingers played with her cunt. The fact that her brother was still adding pressure onto her throat didn’t help the princess to stay calm and conscious but she loved it.

Oh how they both absolutely loved everything about it and about each other.

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[steffigraf]

warning for a clearly anxiety-ridden oversharing freakout below the cut. sorry. i’m too sensitive and i’m unfortunately acutely aware of it.

tldr; im being a drama queen. gonna take a tumblr break for a week or two. to my mutuals, feel free to dm for my insta. i’ll be active until i wake up tomorrow morning and then i’m gonna zip

gonna preface this by saying this is in no way directed to the people whom i actually talk to constantly on here like you lot were lovely and im just dealing with a lot of demons in my head :(

anyway. sometimes i feel more like a product manufacturer than a person on here. and idk. i know most of you guys are really just following me for gifs and content and whatever but. yeah. idk. i guess the things i say don’t matter to anyone unless it’s funny. or if people want to call me out. not that im mad abt that exactly btw i do appreciate when people respectfully call me out for my own mistakes but. sometimes. i feel like im in a fishbowl and you’re all just waiting for me to say something wrong and cancel me. or then again, maybe most of you already think im a shit person and you just stay for the gifs. or maybe you guys think i’m a loser who has nothing to do but spend all day on this goddamn website.

and i know, somewhere inside me, that that’s not true and that it’s clearly the anxiety talking. maybe it’s just me maybe i’m making this up in my head i dunno. but i’m just kinda tired right now. too tired to battle the anxiety like usual at least. and i don’t really feel wanted outside of the content i produce, beyond the notes of my gifs or my fun posts. which ik shouldn’t matter but. i’m a pathological people pleaser etc etc.

(god, seeing this all typed out, i can’t even fucking blame you guys if you actly don’t like me cause. i kinda wanna shake myself by the shoulders and tell myself get a grip girl the world doesn’t revolve around you shut up shut up shut your damn mouth—)

i’ve been trying to manage by unfollowing and blocking a few people (which btw, if i did that to you and we used to be mutuals, it’s probably nothing personal i mostly just kept people i’m a bit closer to). but i’m still not really settled. and considering how i’m posting like every other day about feeling like shit, you guys probably figured that out lmao.

and well. on a separate note. seeing that rat’s name alone is too much for me sometimes. i couldn’t watch his game with carlos. i spent hours in his match with daniil turned away from the television, wearing noise canceling headphones while trying (and failing) to talk myself down from a full blown anxiety attack. i’ve said this before but the way people talk about him, both the fucked up silence and the justified outrage, it reminds me way too much about a family problem i have right now. hits uncomfortably close to home. prior to this i kinda thought i’d made my peace with the whole family situation but no apparently not. had he won the semis, i wasn’t even sure if i would be able to stomach cheering for jannik if it meant having to watch that man play.

so. idk. between the way actual tennis has been making me feel and the way tennisblr in general has seemed for me lately, i figure i need some space.

long story short ive been spending way too much time on tumblr this ao. and its gotten really bad for my mental health i guess. so i think i need to take maybe a week or two, to clear my head. watch tennis without opening this app every other point. spend time with people i love. get back to therapy. try to be a functioning adult.

(this is so fucking dramatic for a goddamn week of no tumblr i know that and i want to smack myself upside the head because why am i like this why do i make things snowball why why why—)

anyway. yeah. that’s it. if you actually read through all of that then. thanks. if not it’s okay too.

to my mutuals, the ones whom i’ve had at least some form of friendly interaction with in replies or dms, you can ask for my insta account btw. not that i’m crazy active on there but like. if you guys wanna be friends beyond the anonymity of this yknow. no pressure though.

#sorry to get all sad again #been editing this on my drafts all day #ive not been in a good headspace lately #*

[greenxgloss]

Honey To The Bee

Clyde (Electrik children)

Y/N and Clyde have feelings for each other but y/n is unsure if he’s being genuine in his confession

A/N: i haven’t written and posted in a really long time so excuse any mistakes or inconsistencies i’m way too tired to proofread i just wanted to get this out lol just an idea i had idk. sorry for being MIA and like popping in and out of tumblr so much i honestly thought i’d given up on writing lol also though i’ve been on here a while i still don’t know how to write the warnings and stuff so please bare with me

warnings?: Fem reader, mostly fluff, clyde being very slightly pervy yeah i didn’t feel the need to add smut today lol

“what’s going on between you two?” johnny asked clyde as he closed the door behind their closest friend. he blushed trying to keep a straight face. “man nothing it’s never like that with her.” he lied. he sort of has a massive crush on you and it had increased ever since you’d met.

“you act like we’re not bestfriends and roommates.” johnny said glancing over at him for a moment waiting for clyde to fill him in on something that clearly happened. but clyde just sighed, rolled his eyes and retreated to the bathroom to wash his face to cool himself down.

y/n was a block away in her car, equally as red as clyde but she has no one around to ask questions so she quickly slowed her heartbeat. he probably wasn’t even being serious she thought as she drove. he was probably playing a joke like usual. either way she wasn’t gonna let it bother her so she headed in to work.

y/n worked at a tattoo shop, designing tattoos. she loved watching the modded people walk in covered in silver, colors and ink. they were everything she wanted to be but she was too scared of doing too much and going overboard. clyde, johnny and snow always said it would suit her. they maybe didn’t say it so appropriately but that was the idea.

tonight johnnys band had a show and clyde was supposed to be going on stage to escalate the mood. he wanted y/n to do his makeup so she sat in her office looking through pinterest for inspiration after drawing up her last tattoo. “hey you busy tonight?” asked her coworker from the door. “yeah i got a gig.” she replied. “how late you gonna be out? i need you to pick something up for me.” he asked. y/n thought it over before just agreeing.

clyde was excited for the show. he’d been on stage with the band before but he wanted it to be more of a permanent position since he had to attend all their gigs because he’s their driver. y/n always felt her knees go weak when she watched him on stage. to her he looked so free and so happy and his happiness always made her happy. but he also looked really fucking hot. that’s when her feelings for him started. the first time she saw him on stage.

as she picked up her makeup bag and headed to clyde’s van outside the venue she began sweating. clyde had confessed feelings for her and though she had feelings for him too she was worried that maybe he was joking. that snow or lola told him and he was playing a trick on her. so before she was in view of the van she called snow.

“so.. clyde told me he likes me. but it didn’t feel genuine. and listen i won’t be mad but did you or lola tell him i have feelings for him?” she asked the moment the ringing stopped. “what no?! he actually told us he likes you and asked how he could ask you out.” she laughed. y/n turned red. “clyde’s a great guy so i think you should go for it. you trusting us with telling us you like him is a big deal to us we wouldnt betray that.” she informed y/n and she felt relief wash over her.

once they hung up y/n proceeded to the van. "hey you're almost late." clyde said as he opened the van. "yeah sorry i was on the phone with snow." she laughed. "do you wanna talk about earlier?" he asked. y/n stayed silent and set up her makeup. "maybe not yet." she still had to think about how it would affect the friend group. he nodded and sat back. she sat next to him and began the clown makeup she'd thought up before playing billie piper on her phone. "whats this music?" he asked quietly trying to hold still for her. "i actually dont know i found out billie pipers a musician and ive had a recent interest in 2000s pop." she said, applying the white foundation. he hummed in response.

"wouldnt this be easier?" he asked as he pulled her on his lap. she blushed, getting comfortable. "just not so much movement i assume." she joked but it made him blush. they stayed quiet for a moment while she focused but all she could think about was his hands inching down her back.

“woah watch it.” she said, pulling his hands up and he giggled and lightly gripped her making he jump slightly. she willed herself to continue his makeup when they made eye contact and she leaned in to kiss him. it was the sweetest kiss she’d ever had. though the position they were in was very compromising it felt gentle and warm dare i say wholesome?!

they pulled away and sat it a comfortable silence before giggling. “we’ll at least now i know for sure you weren’t joking earlier.” she looked away sheepishly trying to hide her fluster. “i have no idea how you thought i was messing with you. have i not been obvious?” he said, turning her head to look at him. she shrugged, thinking back to all the moment when he laid his hand on her lower back to guide her or got her a meaningful gift that only the two of them would understand or how johnny described to her the excitement clyde would suddenly have when he knew she was coming over.

“there was just so much overwhelming me. i didn’t want to put our friendship at risk.. ours or with the group.” she said sitting back up and looking at him. “well i definitely risked your makeup i have to start over.” she laughed wiping the black lipstick off his chin. “i’m definitely not mad at it. i like this type of alone time.” he let his hands rest on her thighs.

she grabbed a wet wipe and took the mess off of him, wiping gently to not irritate his skin. she’s done his makeup so many times before, sitting on his lap but it’s never felt the way it does now.

——

LAST A/N: sorry if this was short i usually make these so long that i just lose interest and never finish them so this is the best i can do right now. i’m still organizing my tumblr even after what like 3 years of being on here? welcome to all the new followers i do intend on continuing posting at least for a while lol i really enjoy interacting with anyone and i will take constructive criticism ofc :)

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[luvxiem]

cute dates with...

.｡.:*☆ VOX AKUMA !

holding his hand while walking through the streets of london at night. the two of you are sitting on a park bench and people watching with your head on his shoulder. he’s rubbing the back of your knuckles with his thumb absentmindedly as he comes up with wild tales of the strangers across the park.

“he just divorced his second wife but lost custody of the kids. she asked out the cute barista from the starbucks. he’s secretly an avid reader of werewolf erotica.”

you closed your eyes at some point, not quite asleep just yet but blocking out the world so it’s just you and him. you can’t see it but he’s staring at you so fondly. there’s nothing but adoration in both his eyes and his heart when he leans down to kiss the top of your head.

“i love you.” you open one eye wearily, a small smile on your face as you look up at him.

“what’s with the sudden declaration?”

“no reason,” he whispers. “i just love you and i needed you to know.”

.｡.:*☆ LUCA KANESHIRO !

screaming at the top of your lungs at a theme park. he convinced you to ride the tallest rollercoaster there, and while you’re an adrenaline junkie yourself, even you felt some hesitation staring at that monster. promising cotton candy afterwards, he leads you to the line and cheers when the two of you get assigned the front cart. as you’re strapping in, he glances at you and laughs wholeheartedly when you meet his eyes and glare.

“i hate you.”

“it’ll be fun! i promise, don’t be such a weenie babe!” you huff at his words, but he was right. you end up getting back in line two more times after that, with luca yelling “pog!” each time. he still buys you cotton candy later and steals a massive bite, much to your chagrin.

“i’m gonna kill you!” you yell, holding your half eaten cotton candy in despair. he runs off giggling at your words which leads to a chase halfway through the park. eventually he’s out of sight and you’re looking around for him with mild worry.

“luca?” you call, gnawing on your lip when you can’t spot your massive boyfriend in the crowd.

“surprise!” he comes up behind you and lifts you up, spinning you around while laughing wildly. you sigh as you turn around and wrap your arms around his neck, pressing your lips to his jaw.

“stupid, stupid man. don’t scare me like that, i thought i lost you for a second.” he holds you tighter in response, ignoring the flow of people walking around you.

“sorry babe, i didn’t mean to worry you like that. wanna go ride the ferris wheel?” rolling your eyes at his obvious attempt to win your favor, you grin and let him drag you over. you can never stay mad at his cute puppy face anyways.

.｡.:*☆ IKE EVELAND !

cafe hopping and taking pictures with your new polaroid camera. he doesn’t really like to have his picture taken, much preferring to be the one behind the lens instead, but at your insistence (“but i want to admire your pretty face all the time!”

“i didn’t sign up for this, hon.”

“you literally did when you agreed to be my boyfriend, dum dum.”) he relents.

his hair practically glows in the soft afternoon sun, and the way his jaw looks when you instruct him to look toward the side is absolutely criminal. he can tell you’re staring, but chooses to not acknowledge it, letting his lips twitch upward into a knowing smile instead.

“how long does it take to snap a picture?” he quips jokingly, side-eyeing you from his seat. you flush, grumbling about him being a smartass as the flash goes off. your face still feels hot when he leans over to peck you on the cheek in an attempt to make you feel better (no it isn’t). flustering you is his favorite pastime, and watching you sip your coffee while avoiding his eyes sets butterflies off in his stomach.

“let me get one of you, too,” he says, picking up the camera and pointing it toward you.

“i need something to look at when i get tired of staring at my monitor all day. you’re good motivation.”

WRITTEN ! 080922

#luvxiem.writing #yeah im projecting and what about it :/ #uh. if u were named on this post at all plz dont perceive #skull emoji #had to get this out of my system asap fbdshgdfjsbgv #crhing #vox akuma x reader #luca kaneshiro x reader #ike eveland x reader #vox.txt #luca.txt #ike.txt #i am cringe but i am free

[currentlyfckingurmom]

Her Song part 6

LED lights flash on beat with the electric guitar. Everyone is practically screaming, singing along with the band's cover of "Heaven's On Fire" by KISS. VIP night was technically supposed to be over an hour ago, but everybody is having way too much fun for me to end it now. Plus, I'm getting mad tips.

And I'm fairly certain that a few people snuck in alcohol, but I'm going to pretend I don't notice. Ash took Syd home an hour ago and agreed to watch her, so what do I care if people get a little rowdy. Except Zach. I'd be alright if he dialed it back a notch and kept his hands off Florence's body for five seconds.

God, I wish I could be drunk right now.

"Y/N, hey! These nights don't usually go this way!" I hear someone yell from behind me. I turn around to face them, and see a beautiful woman giving me a hazy smile.

"Oh, hey, Willow! I didn't know you were here!" I yell back over the music. Willow goes to school with Ash, and we may or may not have worked together at a certain club in the past. I've always loved hanging out with her, but I guess I've never thought of pursuing anything more.

"Yeah, I got here a couple of hours ago. It's been way too long since we've hung out. You wanna go grab a drink after this?" she asks as she steps closer to talk over the music.

"Uh, I don't know if I should. I mean, Ash is watching Syd and..."

"Come on, they'll be fine. Knowing them, they're probably already asleep. Just one drink."

I mull it over as my eyes travel across the room, spotting Florence dancing with Zach. With a sigh, I reluctantly agree. "Yeah, okay. Why not?"

"Yes! I promise you won't regret it," she celebrates.

"You better hope not," I joke with a small smirk. "I'll have the band wrap up and then close down, okay?"

"Deal," she says with a wink, sauntering back off into the crowd.

Laughing, I cross the room and beckon over one of the band members. I tell them to play one more song and they agree, so I walk back to the cafe bar to shut everything down. When the music stops, David turns the lights back on and I send Ash a text.

Me: Hey, I'm going out for a drink with Willow. I don't know when I'll be back so just put Syd to bed, please.

Ash: Willow as in the hot chick you used to work with at the club?!? Get it, girl!

Me: I'm gonna kill you. It's just a drink.

Ash: Oh, right. I forgot you have your heart set on the Brit. Don't worry about Syd, she's already out for the count. Don't forget to use protection! ;)

Me: That's not how that works. But thank you.

Florence comes up to the counter and says, "Hey, we're gonna head out. Tonight was a lot of fun."

"Good, I'm glad. Will I see you tomorrow?"

"You can count on it," she promises with a sweet smile.

Just then, Willow waltzes over to the counter and drawls, "You ready to go? I believe I promised you a night of fun."

Florence smiles bitterly at Willow, sending her a glare before turning around and walking away. She stops at the door and says, "Don't miss me too much," with a flirty wink. What the hell was that about?

"Damn, my bad. Didn't mean to piss off the illicit affair," Willow quips.

"Wait what?"

"She was totally jealous. Look, I don't wanna step on anyone's toes here-"

"You aren't, I promise. She has a boyfriend."

"Well in that case, can I buy you a drink?"

"Maybe once we actually get to a real bar. You might wanna save some of your moves for later, cowboy."

"Oh, don't worry. I've got plenty of moves I'd like to show you," she practically whispers, her eyes darting between my eyes and lips.

I clear my throat and say, "Yep, that's- that's good. Great, so we should get going."

Fumbling with my keys, I lead her out of the store and lock the doors behind us. We spend the next few hours at a bar downtown, laughing and singing and drinking way more than we probably should.

I walk her to her apartment since it's only a few blocks down from mine. Pausing in front of the doors, she looks down at her feet and says, "I had a lot of fun tonight, Y/N. It's nice hanging out with you outside of...that environment."

"Yeah, it's nice to be fully clothed and not have creepy men slipping dollar bills in our thongs," I deadpan. "Honestly, though, tonight is the first time I've gone out in a long time, and it was really fun, so thank you."

"Anytime," she whispers with a smile. I take a step back to walk away, but she asks, "Wait, can I- can I kiss you?"

Instead of answering verbally, I cup her cheek and pull her into a gentle kiss. It's slow and sweet, and everything a first kiss should be, but there just isn't that feeling of fireworks and warmth. It doesn't feel the way Florence makes me feel every time she looks at me.

I pull away and say, "Goodnight, Willow," before walking away.

"Goodnight, Brandy," she teasingly calls after me, using my former stripper name.

I spin on my heels and yell, "No way. Do not call me that, asshole! If my legs aren't wrapped around a metal pole, then Brandy is not my name."

She laughs and I flip her off, walking backwards down the street toward my apartment.

~

The next morning, I awake with a loud groan, followed by, "Ash, turn off the fucking lights!"

"That's the sun, sweetheart. Can't exactly turn it off. But I can give you advil," she says, plopping down next to me on the bed and handing me a bottle of ibuprofen.

"Ugh, you're a godsend. I could kiss you right now," I mumble as I take the pills with a swig of water.

"I know. Speaking of which, how did last night go?" she asks, wiggling her eyebrows.

"It was fine. We had fun. Hence the hangover."

"Don't hold out on me now, Brandy. Did you kiss? Fuck? Buy a house and get married?"

"Oh my god, what is it with everyone calling me Brandy lately? And we kissed goodnight. But that was it."

"Really? You don't sound very excited."

"Yeah, I mean...it was nice. But-"

"But you'd rather be locking lips with the hot blonde Brit?" she finishes for me.

"God, you're so weird. C'mon, I need to get ready for work."

"I had David open it up, since you were slightly incapacitated. So take your time."

I took a quick shower and got ready for work before waking Syd up and forcing her to get ready. I ended up having to carry her to the car because she fell back asleep.

Eventually, we made it to the store. And only an hour late. I really need a better alarm clock...

"Morning, David. Sorry I'm late," I greet him.

"Mom refused to wake up. It's all her fault," Syd accuses me.

"Yeah, right. Don't lie; we're late because you wouldn't get your ass out of bed," I correct her.

"You said ass! That's a dollar in the swear jar."

"We don't have a swear jar. And you said it, too."

"It's fine, guys. And don't worry, your favorite customer hasn't stopped by yet," David interjects from behind the counter.

"Thank you, David," I sigh, ushering Syd to go do something while I put my bags in the back room and get ready for the day.

The bell above the door rings as I walk back out into the main area, and I look up to see Florence with a tired smile adorning her face.

"Good morning, Florence," I greet cheerily, before noticing that she looks kind of upset. "Everything okay?"

"Yeah, it's nothing. Just tired, that's all. How was your night?"

"It was alright. Not worth how tired I was this morning, though," I joke as I make her tea.

"So...Willow, huh? She seems nice. She's very pretty."

"Uh, yeah, she is. We aren't- I mean her and I aren't, like, together or anything," I stutter uncomfortably.

"Right," she mumbles under her breath.

I turn around and grab a sharpie, writing "I Wanna Be Yours by Arctic Monkeys" on the paper to-go cup. She barely even looks at me as she pays. She leaves without so much as saying goodbye, and I sigh heavily. Why is she so upset?

"Hot damn. Trouble in paradise?" David says with a low whistle.

I scoff and mutter, "What paradise?"

~

"Secrets I have held in my heart are harder to hide than I thought. Maybe I just wanna be yours, I wanna be yours."

#florence pugh x y/n #florence pugh x you #florence pugh x reader #florence pugh #yelena belova

[androgynous-sack-of-flesh-3]

Hatchetfield OC Week Day 7: Finale

Sam sat at the table, eating breakfast. His parents were there too, consuming their food silently. His dad was on the couch, his mom was at the table, and both of them were scrolling through Instagram. All of a sudden, almost synchronized, they put their phones down and face Sam.

"Honey, you've been getting older," his mom says, "and I think it's time... you join the Church." She hands him a pamphlet, and ze reads through it.

"The initiation meeting is two weeks from now. We want you to be ready," his father says.

Sam ignores them, like he always does. After breakfast, ze throws the pamphlet in the trash and covers it up with napkins. Ze's not gonna join his parent's stupid church.

~~~~~

Sam gazed out the window of the limousine. There ze was, dressed up in a blazer, hair done nicely; about to join the Church of the Starry Children, the odd cult he was born into. Honestly, after reading what he read of the Black Book? It didn't sound too bad. I mean sure, there were many rituals most people would find disgusting, but Sam never was most people.

The initiation ceremony is easy enough, actually, when ze gets there. Just a reading of an ancient text, and boom, he's in.

It's what he has to do after that's weird.

Sam has never seen so much blood, and ze still doesn't know where that human limb came from.

~~~~~

"So, you really do love me? This isn't a prank?"

Ruth is sitting on the grass, next to Sam, wearing a tank top and shorts. Sam is wearing his dark grey tee and some grey pants. The two are looking over a lake; Sam wanted to show it to Ruth because of how beautiful it was at this time of day. The sun is setting, and its rays stretch out into the sky and the lake, making it all a picturesque pink and orange and yellow color.

"~No, this is no prank/I see you're beauty, and my mind goes blank/I guess I never really knew/The right way to tell you~" Sam sings. Despite his best efforts, ze could never convince Pokey to drop the singing thing. True to his word, however, Ruth doesn't find it weird. In fact, she giggles, and sighs dreamily.

"I never thought anyone would love me like that, you know, but you..." she starts, and kisses him on the lips.

Their mouths mesh together awkwardly, but to them, it's paradise.

After they finish kissing, they stare at each other for a good, long while, then back at the lake. Ruth leans her head on Sam's shoulder, and ze brings his arm around her waist. They stay like that until the sun sets and the sky finally turns inky black, dotted with a million stars.

~~~~~

Sam walks up to Roman Murray, the leader of the Church. Ze focuses on his greying moustache, and tries not to fidget with zer hands.

"~Okay, try not to tremble...~" zesings to zemself, and then sings "~Is the church accepting new members?~" to Mr. Murray.

He looks up from his book. "Why, of course! Who are you planning on recruiting?"

"~My girlfriend...~" Sam blurts out. He's very excited to call Ruth his girlfriend, but ze's still very worried Mr. Murray will get mad at zem and reprimand zem for asking him.

"Ah, young love," Mr. Murray says wistfully. "I'll tell you what: I'll schedule an introduction meeting on Saturday. I hope to see you and your girlfriend there."

"~Thank you~" Sam says, and walks back to the limousine.

~~~~~

Sam pulls out his phone, and goes to the contact "Ruth 😘🥰😍🥵🔥"

sammy boi: hey!!!

Ruth 😘🥰😍🥵🔥: heyyyyyy 😏

sammy boi: do u wanna come to my church on saturday

Ruth 😘🥰😍🥵🔥: sure

Sam put away his phone, ignoring the "typing..." right below Ruth's contact name. Ze looks over the lake near his house, alone this time, and breathes it all in.

Ze has what he wants, and that's what matters; no matter what ze had to do to get it.

okay so i did it! i wrote the thing! hooray! This is a LOT later than usual but writers block is a bitch lol

I'm probrably gonna write more about Ruth and Sam lol. Also I have SO many ideas for Zoinked you wouldn't believe

@hatchetfieldocweek

#hatchetfield oc #hatchetfield #hatchetfield oc week #hatchetfield oc week march 2024

[toomanyf4ndoms7]

Mortal Kombat: Special Forces: Heating up in the museum.

Summary: The discussion of art can bring heated discussion. But most of them don’t involve actual danger.

Chapter list.

Chapter list part two.

Chapter list part three.

No-Face was never really a fan of art. It was all just so pointless. Wow, you know how to paint, well fucking done. No, he was a fan of more… proactive forms of self expression. Buildings blazing into the sky, the sweet smell of smoke and rubble, not to mention the screams…

“Uh, sir?”

No-Face was pulled from his thoughts by the lower thugs of his clan. What was his name…. Hugh? Something like that.

“What is it, can’t you see I was in the middle of something?”

“Sir, shouldn’t we get out of here? People are gonna be here soon and we’ve already set up the operation.”

No-Face growled.

“We can’t leave without sending a message! And what’s better than flames?”

“Sir-

No-Face grabbed the thug by the collar of his shirt, getting right in his face.

“You know, I’m quite a fan of the way flesh smells when it’s being cooked,” he flicked his wrist launched flame thrower active, bringing it close to Hugh’s face.

“Do you wanna feel the warmth?”

The thug shook his head and No-Face pulled away as one of his other guards burst through. A woman with a light dragon tattoo across her right arm.

“Sir, we have an intruder.”

The pyromaniac turned to Hugh,

“Take care of it, I’m busy.”

———

Jax entered the museum, searching around for anything suspicious. He radioed Gemini.

“I’m at the museum. I never thought Kano would have an eye for art.”

Gemini chuckled.

“Hide the wisecracks for a bit.”

Jax noticed the set of BD standing before him with armed weapons.

“Got a couple of intruders. Call back soon.”

Jax pocketed his radio, turning to his opponents.

“I don’t suppose you’d surrender?”

The woman twirled a knife, her voice dripping with anticipation.

“Not a chance, dumbass!”

A pair of them charged at Jax, who blocked and dodged their strikes before slamming their foreheads into one another.

The third one stabbed and swung her blade, causing Jax to find something to properly block the hits.

He found a medium pipe of rebar on the floor, good enough. He blocked the knife and swung his boot into his attacker’s kneecap, bringing her to face a ferocious uppercut that laid her on the floor.

Jax chuckled to himself.

“Still got it.”

A blast of flame rocketed across the room, causing Jax to dive out of the way and try to find the assailant. And it was exactly who he expected.

“Can it, you’re gonna tell me what I want to know.”

No-Face rose into the air on a jet pack.

“You’ll have to bring me down first.”

No-Face tossed incendiary grenades across the room, exploding in blasts of flame and smoke that Jax had no choice but to dodge. and all the while, No-Face cackled in mad glee.

“That’s it, little toy soldier! Run!”

As Jax ducked for cover, he noticed the knife on the ground. An idea sparked in his head.

Jax tossed the knife into No-Face’s jet pack, damaging it enough to send him rocketing up to crash into the ceiling before falling to the ground with a cracked lens.

He groaned, but soon fell unconscious. Jax noticed the tablet lying by his side and switched it on to find Kano talking from the other end.

“If it isn’t the all American hero. How you doing?”

Jax shut down the attempt at small talk.

“Can it. Where’s Sonya and the rest?”

“Can’t tell ya. They’re not dead, well, most of them are but not all.”

Jax steeled his expression.

“Tell me. Now.”

“How about a game? One of my best is setting another operation. If you can stop her, I’ll let you talk to your buddies.”

Jax sighed.

“Fine, what’s the hint?”

“Watch out for the filth below the surface.”

Jax paused to think, Kano adding one more message before hanging up

“Oh, and don’t bother trying to trace this call. They’ll be dead if you do. Call back soon."

The call ended and Jax called Gemini to tell her the info.

"Did you get him?"

"Yeah, and I've got a lead. Call in a squad to clean this place up."

“Understood. Report back soon.”

#mortal kombat #my writing stuff #Special Forces Adaptation #No-Face mortal kombat #jax briggs #kano

[wonderlandleighleigh]

They run into each other in Doose’s, both reaching toward a specific block of cheddar cheese.

Midge steps back, letting Lorelai have it, and the two women stare at each other silently for a moment. 

“Okay, this is crazy,” Lorelai says. ‘Midge. Please. Just-” 

Midge looks at her expectantly. 

“I get that you’re mad at me,” Lorelai goes on. “I get that you don’t agree with the way I handled things that night.” 

Midge takes a breath. “Walk with me, I need to get to the butcher aisle.” 

“Meat counter.” 

“I miss having an actual butcher,” Midge laments. “Hundred-year-old butcher shops, with people who had been doing it their whole lives, generation after generation.” 

“Old timey.” 

“And great.” 

Lorelai sighs softly. “Fight over?” 

Midge turns to her as she takes a number at the meat counter. “We’re mothers, you know. You and me, we’re both moms. We both know the unique terror you live with every day just by virtue of having shoved a small human out of our vaginas.” 

“Yes, we do,” Lorelai agrees. 

“When Jess got back to New York, he slept at our place in the Village, do you know why?” 

“No.” 

“Because Liz wouldn’t let him into her apartment,” Midge informs her. “It was after midnight, and she decided it wasn’t a good time. If he hadn’t had our address with him, he would have either slept in the hallway, or a park bench. Seventeen, and suddenly just about homeless. Your uncle sends you packing, your mother won’t unlock the fucking door, and you have nowhere to go.” 

“That’s...unfortunate,” Lorelai says carefully. “But I’m not his mom. neither are you.” 

“Maybe not, but why the fuck would I let a little boy sleep on a park bench or in a hallway if I had a perfectly good couch for him to sleep on?” Midge asks. “Just like you have a perfectly good couch for Lane every time her mother decides god is more important than her daughter’s needs.” 

Lorelai doesn’t reply.

“It’s not different,” Midge tells her. “He’s no different. Lane. Dean. Jess. They’re all babies. They may not be your babies. It may not be your job to make sure they don’t get buried alive, but it’s sure as hell your job not to make it worse.” 

They stand in silence for a long moment, Midge still waiting for her number to come up. 

Lorelai takes a breath, a little teary-eyed. “I didn’t even know Luke had a sister or nephew before Jess showed up. We’ve been friends for years and he’s never mentioned them. He barely mentions his own parents.” 

Midge nods understandingly. “I know. And I get that. I had known Lenny three years before I found out he was a father.” 

Lorelai huffs. “Seriously? You guys seem so functional.” 

“It took a long time to get there,” Midge admits. “It takes a long time, Lorelai. Do you really want to flush your relationship with Luke down the drain because he’s trying to keep his nephew from completely losing his shit?” 

“Of course not, but he won’t even talk to me. He’ll barely look at me.” 

“Keep trying. He’ll come around.” Midge grins sheepishly. “I did.” 

“28!” 

Midge looks at her number. “That’s me. Time to fight over how thinly they slice the turkey today.” 

Lorelai smiles sadly. 

“You wanna come over for dinner tomorrow night?” Midge asks. “I can roast a chicken.” 

Lorelai nods. “I would love that.”  

 “Barry!” Midge calls over the counter. “I want you to bring me the five whole chickens you have in stock so I can pick one, and I don’t want you to complain this time.” 

#fic #au #The Schneiders of Stars Hollow #Gilmore Girls #Midge Maisel #Lorelai Gilmore

[nerdychick13]

Hi lovelies! It’s your girl Finesse. I’m finally back in the main villa after Casa Amor. I have so much tea to spill so get your cups and hold ‘em tight!

I know you’re all wondering why I didn’t share with you last week. Well, I needed time to really process everything myself before I brought it to y’all. Like how Amy is all over Marshall and she knows Ozzy is my man! That pisses me off to no end. Marshall has been speaking so ugly about Ozzy at every turn. And Amy doesn’t think anything of it. She’s love drunk on Marshall. It’s giving me so much ick I can’t be around either of them, much less when they are together. But that doesn’t stop her from pulling me into a private chat every five minutes. She is blocking the graft and yet she wants to know if I’m sticking or switching. I don’t even know.

Chloe tells me she likes Francis, so I stepped back from him and got to know Andy a bit more. Okay, you got me. I got to know Andy quite well, even biblically. I took Andy to the hideaway and he took my breath away. I have been to the hideaway before but it was heavenly with Andy. He is such a sweetheart! He even offered to turn down the opportunity so I could take Chloe instead. Yes, Chloe is still very much in the picture. I told her I want to keep it casual between us. I don’t want to close the door on us completely, but I know she hasn’t found anybody she’s falling for yet either. Maybe we could make a go of it.

Hamish. The self-titled “Ham Man.” He doesn’t want me but he gets mad when I say I don’t want him. Okay?? Then he picks up my note I dropped next to my bed the night before. I don’t snoop around your bed, drama fiend! I still don’t know who wrote me the note. I wish I knew. I really hope it was Ozzy. I need some reassurance I’m still the girl he wants. I know he’s still the man I want next to me in the final. But back to Hamish - he and Grace have been kissing. But he told the Casa boys (or led them to believe) that he and Grace went all the way. Of course Grace set the record straight that it was only kissing and touching. I don’t like guys that make it seem like they did more with a girl than actually happened. If you wanna write a fantasy story, write it! Don’t go telling your mates it happened for real!!

Marshall and Amelia are the most extra couple I have ever met. They made a public announcement during our losers’ party in Casa Amor that they were switching together. I know. I KNOW!! The world doesn’t revolve around you two!! I don’t care if you decided you’re taking my boo’s disgusting brother to the main villa. I don’t care that you’ve gotten “serious” after a couple of days. Go bother someone else dammit!

In other news, I told Grace I might take Andy into the main villa with me. He is such an angel to me. He’s not about a lot of drama, he’s mature and secure in himself. Andy is quite the gentleman and I could be very happy with him. But I don’t want to give Ozzy the wrong impression.

I can’t believe the Casa boys couldn’t tell I’m a better kisser than Amy! It was a tie?! I just want something to myself. And now I had to go on a double date with Amy and Marshall, the walking red flag. Speaking of flags, apparently all of the boys are walking green flags to Amy (which should be a red flag to Marshall but he is only using my twin to get in the main villa).

So when we get into the main villa Amy, of all people, gets the first text. Whoop-di-do 🙄. And against my advice, she picks Marshall. But in a shocking twist of fate, Jamal has brought Helen of Troy (sorry, she is goddess-like), I mean Flo into the villa. The surprised look on Amy’s face was so worth it!! I’m proud of Jamal for that. He didn’t need Amy dragging him along any more. Chloe and Roberto both stuck to each other as friends. Such a lovable duo, they are. Ozzy and Grace both stuck and Hamish threw a fit and stormed out of the villa! I can’t blame him. Grace led him on after he put all his eggs in her basket. But I’m glad Ozzy won’t be leaving anytime soon. I need him to pick me at the next coupling! I chose to stick with Elliot, but I don’t know what he has decided. In the postcard it looks like he’s admiring a girl in the shower. A very familiar looking girl. She looks like Ivy but I could be wrong. I don’t need her coming after my partner in the villa. I am all the queen this villa needs. Well, if Elliot switched, I hope I can ask Andy or Francis to couple with me. I don’t want my summer of love to end here.

Well, that’s all for now. See you next time!

Xoxo, Finesse

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[drabbles-mc]

Ok inspired by the pics u posted of ur own bonfire i got a request if ur down?

How fucking chaotic would the SOA boys having a bonfire be - like them just having one for the hell of it?

Oh my god they would turn the place into a grade-A danger zone 😂

You just know that about ninety percent of the guys want to dump just a shit ton of gasoline onto the thing right off the bat before they even try to light it without it. The level of impatience would just be immense. Kindling? We don't know her. Only gasoline.

Chibs and Bobby would be the only ones smart enough and determined enough to try and control the amount of gasoline the other boys are flinging around. Guys like Clay and Piney who have been around the block enough know it's a bad idea but they aren't going to waste their breath arguing with the young bucks about it. If those boys wanna burn off their nuts and their eyebrows, that's their own problem.

Once the fire is underway and the flames are reaching their ridiculous height (people on the opposite end of town can see the fire but no one is gonna snitch about it), all of the real fun and games begin. None of the guys are fully sober. Everyone is smoking or drinking or god knows what else. And that's when the real chaos starts. Everyone is betting each other about who can get closer. Who can try and throw more stuff onto or over it. How many lawn chairs have begun to melt in the name of trying to sit as close as possible? No one really knows.

No matter how many times anyone tries to tell them so stop throwing their goddamn beer bottles into the flames, they refuse to stop.

"What do you think would happen if we poured more gasoline on it now?"

Bobby, completely and utterly fed up: "Why don't you try it and find out?"

Someone at some point asks how small the flames have to get in order to be able to light their joint off of it. And somewhere off in the distance you can hear Chibs screaming into a pillow at the stupidity while trying to gain the composure to not-so-nicely explain that that is not going to fucking happen. Jax would be the biggest nudge and encourager of stupid ideas. He would do it with that slick little smirk on his face just to ignite more rage in the other guys trying to stop the madness. It would be incredibly effective.

By the end of the night, the guys are divided into two camps: the ones who are still trying to do stupid things and jump over the flames, and the ones who are on the sidelines knowing it's a dumb idea but still encouraging others to do it.

What I would give to spectate from a safe distance so as to not get lit on fire by accident 😂 I love me some shenanigans and malarkey

#ask #asks #soa #anonymous

[sukalaap]

Let’s Clear Things Up...

Hello everyone. It has come to my attention that a former mutual of mine online has blocked me on every social platform due to an alleged minor spreading rumors on my behalf. I was obviously outraged by such a bold accusation, but eventually, it made me reflect on myself, as well as my decisions after a brief conversation with my mother, whose wisdom constantly benefits me whenever I step in a minefield. You see, I used to send NSFW material, which I've crafted with my own hands, to mutuals of mine directly through Discord messages, for approval and to gush over together. It's important to note that my NSFW content never, ever, indulges into anything hardcore or problematic, and instead relies on erotic intimacy, respect towards one's boundaries, and genuine love for each other. It specifically involves consenting, humanoid adults, with no blood relations to one another. I'd typically be mad at the one who made these far fetched claims, since falsely accusing someone of something THIS vile is, of course, incredible scummy, and deserving of punishment of about the same degree as actual predators. It is very likely that this person simply dislikes me & fabricated those pieces of "evidence" to make me look worse than I am, or simply took what I said WAY out of context. Or maybe perhaps... I simply need to be way more careful with what I share. Because anyone can claim to be over 18. After all, we can never tell a lie from a truth simply through text. So therefore, I will no longer send NSFW material to anyone directly through PMs, nor partake in NSFW Discord servers. Instead, those pictures will be publically shared on sites made specifically to display this kind of imagery, like Fur Affinity. So if ya wanna look for this kind of stuff, don't ask me, simply look 'em up. Assuming one to be an adult instead of straight up asking them was my mistake. So always be careful with what you share, especially with people you've never seen or met IRL. I'll never know who spread those rumors, or what those screenshots were. And that's okay. I don't even want to know anymore. I just know that this incident helped me take better decisions, to be careful, and grow better as a person, and I'm grateful for them to have taught me this lesson. I'm also learning to not forcefully seek validation by directly asking people for it, gain a more developped self-confidence, and to accept compliments when I do get them. This habit might also have played a factor into why people might not be comfortable around, which is why I'm turning things around. Just trying to keep it safe for everyone involved. Thank you for your time. Happy Pride Month y'all! Stay frosty. ❤️

[victimofdiskjord]

big rant abt my smr dr experience??? i think??? tw; sh

tbh tho at the time i was doing that shit i WAS um.. pretty (does that twirly finger thing around my head????) at the time of making those baitposts. I dont mind ppl finding my idenity now because ik thats just another annoying fuck i dont have to talk to.. ever! i just dont send it HERE cause.. well.. thats too easy <3 I thought that ppl were gonna harass me to no end, and tbh i DID get some.. really.. fucked up anons from just being annoying back then and ig i thought itd go to my fr account too. (racism, death threats, ableism, and MORE! this starter pack rocks!) Idk why people were so obsessed with finding my fucking dragon porn game identity though. like okay ???? #69837 aint my address dumbass... I joined this fr drama server because anons kept telling my (paranoid + rude ass) to go and shit it up cause "ppl were talking shit abt me" and i was like oh my god its time to catch HANDS!!!! i still hv an archive of the super duper dm-fight but.. the owner said "whatever goes in server stays there" so well. i calmly deleted the sses </3

idk why they were upset I uh. showed off their tag when they were fucking EXCITED to tell evryone mine, though...like i went "OH OH sorry, ill add it" and this dude was fucking shaking his hands jumping for joy to fucking do it for me. calm down butthead!!!!!!

i think a huge root of my rudeness and.. assholish attitude was my paranoia...and larp-craziness. i was scared for my damn life.. when i typed that shit up i was genuinely shaking n talking to myself for hours afterward Im still upset that people decided to take my thoughts of watning to send ppl my scars etc to face value, but tbh its fr. fr ppl are stupid. I was genuinely in a fucked up place and i was using making myself a "cringe, annoying troll punching bag" as coping mech.. when it was ACTUALLY making things worse.. and well. dr+smr people realllly didnt help. literally egging me on to continue to hurt myself and stuff in my inbox... people calling me a fucking evil person who sends people things ive never sent to anyone ever and never actually would.

people used me venting fucking AGAINST me and painted me as a villain when all i wanted was.. to make people laugh. but it turned into ppl laughing at ME, and not the jokepost.. people took my stop posting abt amongus copypasta so serious, got mad abt me wanting a stinky fujo coomer dragon npc.. list goes on.. i took pleasure in making ppl mad at me, but it also hurt a fuckton

i mean.. now i can laugh abt how much of a dumb bitch i was. nothing i posted since then has ever been that successful. or cringe. or annoying... lol.. some people has asked me to post again but.. idk. i just wanna be normal now. int with the people who havent blocked me yet.. ik thye hate me but i hope that one day they restalk my blog and decide to be neutral towards me again..

until then um..

dear anti anti exalters: YOU PISS ME THE FUCK OFF. oh yeah.. YOU KNOW WHO I AMMM, KAGURAA!

bye :)

[randivoid255]

I came by on the behalf of Maxine.artx, because she is not here to speak for herself, and no, she does not know I am doing this.

Do you know dark-cynder49? Well, recently I've read somewhere that Cynder has been doing some shady things, and saying rude things about Artx's oc. On Wattpad, about 2 weeks ago, she made an announcement on her account. From what I know, she's going through a tough time in her life rn, and she'd rather not deal with the fandom anymore.

Seeing the screenshots she posted of a private conversation between her and Cynder, I think Cyn and a couple of her friends is part of the reason for her stress.

I'm not saying it was right that she harassed Cynder, but if I was her, I would've been mad too if somebody said those things about my OCs.

You wanna know why Cyn posted this?

It's because I tried to confront her about it. I didn't send all the asks that probably were in her ask box, but I did send a few of them.

I told her that I think she overstepped a bit with her criticism. I also said, in my own words, that I thought it was a little childish and rude to block somebody just because she disliked their oc.

Believe it or not, she is dodging the questions. If she really did do this to Max, how many other people did she do the same thing to?

We all knew that Cyn was cynical. We knew that she critical, but even I can agree that she took it a little far. What would thesoftanon think? Seeing that Cyn supports her oc blush, and not caring that she's a mary sue, but then turing around and telling another person that their oc is a mary sue and disliking them for it? Does that make much sense to you?

Reading further into the announcement, I also know that shinybeyzer and laranomyprisma were involved. I don't know what they did exactly, but from what Max said:

In other words, she's saying that she feels like they were both manipulative towards her; faking their friendships, tricking her into thinking they were friendly, and basically altogether fooling her into a false sense of security, eventually leading to a climax where they then both reveal that then turned on her and Shiny told her to burn specifically:

Maxine.artx had every right to be mad at them. It wasn't right, the methods she used to let them know that, but now looking at the history of this strange ordeal:

I think the way Cynder went about with Maxine.artx was not only childish, but also selfish and overall hateful. There is a difference between being critical and full-on just bashing/shaming/putting someone down and then having your friends finish the job for you.

Hating somebody's character should not be a reason to cause chaos, let alone an entire hysteria this big.

I'm not saying to not follow Cynder or any of these people, they're cool artists. I just think that it would be a wise idea to at least advise people what someone like Cynder is capable of.

I know Max can be a big drama queen sometimes, but she doesn't mean harm. Even if she's really mad at someone, she doesn't want them to be hurt. She may also be a jerk sometimes, but she wouldn't kill anybody, let alone come to their house and forcefully delete their Tumblr account. She doesn't have time for all that.

I will admit, Max did spit some pretty messed up junk at them. She does that sometimes. We all do it sometimes. Believe me, I've witnessed it before this. Its stressful. She doesn't mean it, just like how you don't mean it. Again, I will say it; the way Max executed her thoughts and feelings about Cynder and her friend group wasn't right, and I let her know that. Still, she has every right to be angry at these people for first shaming her for her OC, then throw her under the bus, and then make up stuff to cover it up.

I remember when she tried to expose what was happening. I can't count how many times she's done it, but yet somehow, because of Cynde'r's social status, she always gets silenced and put right back down. I'm sorry, but do these people have anything better to do than to pick on another kid because their oc was a demon?

This is cyberbullying. Actively bashing/shaming on someone because of someone else's lies? Spreading lies? I don't care. I don't appreciate ya'll beating my friend in like this. She ain't a stalker, she ain't a dumbass, she ain't a FUCKING cartoon villian, ya'll just spit bullshit about her that you don't even know is true!

Again, no wonder she hates all of you! No wonder I recieved a PM on my Wattpad telling me she's gonna kill herself!

Ya'll all are the ones who need to get a life. You've got no business saying these things about Max, especially when she can't be here to defend herself because she constantly gets oppressed by you jokers!

If I was Maxine, I woulda just straight up hexed ya'll.

Laughing at her, calling her names, bashing her, all because of one oc? This is cyberbullying. This is a full on shame-fest. It's almost like you ENJOY doing this.

I understand that Maxine has serious issues. You're not making it any better by saying theses things about her. I got a message, about 3 months ago, saying that she was gonna commit SUICIDE because of you. I talked with her on the damn phone, you cannot imagine the world of pain I was in, hearing her sobbing so hard, telling me all the things that you god damn clowns said to her. Her grades in school have went down because she was too busy dealing with YOU.

Lara Prisma, you're the one I've got a bone to pick with. You don't get to talk bull about Max like that, especially when you WILLINGLY manipulated her into thinking that you were her friend. You're lucky you get to hide behind a screen and snicker. I'd kick you in the balls and see how you like it. Same with you, too Shinybeyzer.

Again, I don't care if you're Russian, Brazilian, British, Spanish, American, whatever. I don't care if you're gay, straight, pan, ace, bi. I don't care if you're Christian, Muslim, Wicca, Atheist; we are ALL humans. We all abide to the same laws and rules. Nobody is exempt from punishment when it comes, the case in Wicca being 3 fold.

Ya'll can hate me for this.

Wanna laugh at me for defending Max? Can't wait to see who's laughing then when Karma comes back bites you in the rear end.

Especially with Max giving it a little encouraging push. She knows magic, and she's not kidding around when doing Karma magic. She doesn't need to hex/curse/jinx you.

You won't get away with this. None of you.

Have fun with Karma.

-Randi Void

#animation vs animator #animation vs minecraft