#bc i need to make a whole post and pin it too since tumblr for android is stupid and just reopens my blog instead of the link in my bio

[clownpassing]

oh man i have to update my about but i am so lazy

#txt #op #bc i need to make a whole post and pin it too since tumblr for android is stupid and just reopens my blog instead of the link in my bio #and update my age and stuff. the rest of it is perfect though

[mcl38]

lmao i had to unfollow a mclaren moot because they took the "twink" thing to an extreme and were pointing out how he's just oscar's little twink and would always be fragile and small instead of big and strong and fit like "broadscar" and i really just had to. 🤦‍♀️ fit? FIT? lando was the only driver not on the brink of fainting after qatar, not everything in f1 is about how "broad" and "muscular" you seem. i wanted to give the benefit of doubt at first but when the fetishizing gay relationships turned into pushing these bodyshaming stereotypes onto a literal professional athlete i was out.

i mean its so wild bc half of them seem to give the twink descriptor to both drivers and half specifically pin it on lando because hes smaller than oscar & make it into a whole Dynamic of lando being sooo toppable or whatever. which just shows that there isnt actually any weight to 'twinklaren' at all and it rly is meaningless, bc surely if it was clear cut and obvious these differences wouldnt exist ykwim? like its just about what serves their fandom purpose in that moment

idk i think as much as the term broadscar is unfortunately quite funny to me, f1 fandom discussions abt weight and bodies r kind of bound to become problematic (real sense not 2014 tumblr sense) bc of the requirements of the sport. the way lewis has said that hes not allowed to bulk up because it would make his weight balance too lopsided (as a side note u guys do not know how ready i am for post retirement bicep BEAST lewis hamilton. the only way im gonna survive him retiring) etc like its not just about appearance for them.

in terms of how lando is fit like ur 100% right - stuff like qatar shows that he (and jon) has been doing his due diligence w preparing for these conditions. u can also just see in that last quadrant video how hes obviously very physically fit and ready for the season. its just that bodies have natural differences between them - oscar is genetically taller, lando is genetically more flexible; oscar is naturally broader around his arms, lando is naturally broader around his back, etc. and its not necessarily an issue to point these things out or even joke about them (when ppl say daniel's got birthing hips it still makes me laugh and its been years since i first heard it) but at some point it does start to show a fundamental misunderstanding of what f1 drivers do. like do i need to pull up the real sweat im a high performance athlete clip or what

so thats on the body stuff. re: the twink stuff i think the reason it rubs me, you, many ppl wrong even before we consciously realise it is like. a twink is a type - not just a body type, a *type*. in the gay male* community, you identify yourself as a twink (or bear, otter, etc) because some people are particularly attracted to twinks, bc they have a type. then obviously because the gay community is way more than just sexual attraction & has a lot of cultural capital, the term twink gained connotations and cultural history etc and grew past that. but the origins are still very much in gay male* attraction. so now that the term has become accessible to ppl who arent in that community, and therefore arent *participating*, identifying someone by their physical characteristics (and maybe implied penetrative sex preference) no longer has the subtext of appeal, but of derision. because no longer is it implied that everyone involved is a gay man*, which means calling someone a twink also implicitly calls them gay. and i think 'twink' specifically gained traction compared to other types also bc of its association w femininity in one's physical appearance - which, again, ur just derogatorily calling someone feminine and gay. even if, say, ur a member of the lgbt community who isn't a gay man*, it still carries the subtext - like anon u completely correctly identified the condescending undertones of whoever ur talking about. which is why i say we should just bring back fag #justsayfag

#anon #ask #lando #oscar #meta #* - using these words for the sake of simplicity not w the purpose to erase the nonbinary and trans ppl who do participate in that communit #also bc i cant help myself. part of y lando was alright in qatar was bc he never normally drinks during races so hes used to the dehydratio #dehydration army rise UP is u hear me put ur hands upppp lemme see those veins

[thestarryeyedsapphic]

wolf has a beard doesnt he

something i always thought abt way too much when talking abt TLC is the fact that Wolf probably had facial hair, if not a lot of facial hair, and people ignore that????? No fr, i dont hear people talking abt it, not only because its not important at all ok, but because they keep making fanart of a clean shaved dude that has his whole life put together. First of all, this is all my theory, because just like this one theres a LOT of things in TLC that are not explained in the books, or that happen offscreen, and this can be one of those, so idk.

so, we know Wolf is genetically shifted into a werewolf, basically. Not only his body, but his mind, his thoughts, and his genes too. So the way his body works is different. He has more hair than normal people, not only physical hair that you can look at, but the hair keeps growing there; it isn't just an aesthetic addition to his body. This was already part of the first surgeries he got, but it got worse with the second one, of course. So when he wakes from the second surgeries we get how he doesn't need a mirror because he just looks at his body and freezes when he sees the amount of hair, in parts hair wasn't really supposed to be, yk 👯‍♀️

but even before the second surgeries, we never get if Wolf shaves or what, because he definitely grows more hair than most of the people in the Crew, or in TLC in general. And he has a looong trip with the Crew until he finally gets the second surgeries, when he definitely gets facial hair (permanently). And, for example, we do see how Thorne grows a beard, and we are shown that he doesn't have the energy to shave, or the things to shave either (because well... he's lost in a desert yk!) but anyway.

I always imagined Wolf with facial hair, since the beggining of Scarlet. Because, first of all, how the hell would he shave? with what? he lived in the middle of nowhere for weeks until he met Scarlet, and his body has more testosterone than the usual amount of people. Second, why would he? I don't really think Wolf could care less about shaving his face to look clean or something. Third of all... idk

I remember when i didn't have Tumblr, and i was a TLC fan from Pinterest, and i used to fight people in the comments of pins because they would draw Wolf without a beard, or white, basically both of those things. And more of one time i got people telling me that he's described as a clean shaved dude, but WHEN. I swear i try to find descriptions of how Wolf looks like, but the only times he's really described is at the beggining of Scarlet when she meets him for the first time, after the second surgeries, when some character meets him for the first time (which happens like twice), or it's a description about how awfully sad he looks.

what are your thoughts on this super important topic?

OMG THANK YOU FOR TALKING ABOUT THIS BC I AGREE SO MUCH AND I LITERALLY HAVE ALWAYS PICTURED HIM AS HAVING AT LEAST SOME FACIAL HAIR AND IDK I AM GAY BUT I THINK FACIAL HAIR LOOKS HOT

and i stg i thought it mentioned in scarlet when he returned to the base that he shaved for the first time in forever but i just went and looked and i couldn’t find it but idc this is a hairy man‼️

also i feel like especially post-second surgery he would rock a beard not only bc he is growing more hair but he would also use it to try and hide his mouth/jaw area and give off big burly sexy lumberjack vibes ya feel

#so so glad you brought this up #we need more wolf with beard fanart #the lunar chronicles #tlc #wolf kesley

[trackdntraild]

hey while im here i might as well make a new pinned post AHEM

hello there! i’m KIERAN (HE/THEY), also known as MOOSE TRACKS! im a youtuber, vtuber/twitch streamer, author, music artist, artist, im basically the whole package yknow, im a mess. im an ADULT(TM) so i might post nsfw stuff now and then but ill usually tag it!

i’m also the mun of the rp blog clippedwingsmuses!

i write books under the pen name of alvin viana! you’re allowed to call me alvin if you’re speaking to me on a professional level, otherwise i’d prefer kieran or moose to be used instead

i’ve had a bunch of rp blogs in the past including lucky-fxture, transrightswarriors, littlekidprincess, rulethewonderland, archonsmuses, castleofdeceit, among many others that have been deleted and revamped over time (don’t look at them they’re cringe). i have a pretty rocky history on tumblr (which was all completely my fault lmao, i can acknowledge that now that i don’t have my head up my ass), but i think i’ve improved since then, and i’m making an effort to prove it for myself if not for anyone else

i made a doc dedicated to all my old urls so i would be reminded not to make the same mistakes again, which i can and will provide if i need to

anyways back to making this post even longer than it needs to be uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

im trans and im also gay (i identify as achillean) bc. uh. men good, fuck you, heart emoji (/lhj), speaking of tone tags i also overuse them a lot because the tism is very strong in me

because i do post nsfw/suggestive stuff I DONT WANT MINORS FOLLOWING ME. i pretty much always check for ages in bios or somewhere on your page so i’m not showing my shit to kids.

a lot of my posts might end up being spreading awareness about super serious stuff, and most of my shit goes untagged these days. if you don’t wanna see super serious stuff, then this might not be your place, because i don’t shut my mouth lol

also i advertise my shit a lot because im annoying. so while im being annoying, here’s a bunch of my social medias! theres some other just for fun sites too that aren’t like technically social media, but its good to know that i have them anyways i think, idk i just like to share

BLUESKY || TOYHOU.SE || MY OFFICIAL WEBSITE REDBUBBLE || FANDOM WIKIA || TWITCH SQW || WATTPAD || DEVIANTART  || ARTFIGHT COMICFURY || MAIN YOUTUBE || GAMEJOLT PATREON || POKEFARM || FANDOM YOUTUBE 

#pinned post

[genderificationbeam]

pinned post, pls read <3

- testimony from @noelfieldinggenderenvy

heyy im tee jay/TJ!! the t stands for tboy swag and the j stands for jordaan

i dont Have to give u a list of all my Axes Of Oppression but it's probably of note that i'm a black (gender)queer AuDHD typea guy. FtM is alright, butch is alright, trans man or trans masc are alright, i'm really not picky about most labels

im 19 :] whooaaaaa immso fuggin old

he/it prns, emphasis on the it. tryin out zie/hir also!

i’m a gender accelerationist and generally pretty autistic about Gender, and a gender abolitionist when we define Gender as a System.

im an annoying choir kid and i am going 2 school for music ed :p (music studyblr / general nerd blog @mediantriaad !!)

im some flavor of communist and a few flavors of anarchist <3

idgaf about tumblr queer discourse, i refer to myself with whatever words i like and i respect that other people do the same.

i dont tag the word queer and if you tag my posts as “q slur” or "q word" i will block you. totally fine if the term makes you uncomfortable for personal use but Queer is my whole identity/community, and i really dislike seeing that facet of myself trigger tagged-- so i hide it when i see it. tag it as "queer" if you don't want that to happen but you do need to filter it for whatever reason

(i am also not a huge tag user in general outside of conversational tags! im pretty good about tagging unreality, everything else (including slurs) i tend to not tag or forget to tag, fair warning)

i dont really have a dni bc i just block ppl if i dont want to see their account but you will probably get blocked if you’re truscum, a capitalist, an exclusionist, yk.

i also rb a lot of stuff / have a lot of takes abt transmasc specific oppression, mostly bc its what i operate under and what im comfortable speaking on as a trans dude; that said, all my transfem and transneutral siblings-in-arms have a special place in my heart <3

spam likes/reblogs appreciated, i very often forget im on Someones Blog and not my dash so you'll get em from me too unless you explicitly say not to

interests + hobbies include: dimension 20 (sideblog), scaring the hoes music (noise, musique concrète, loud wailing indie, midwest emo, [contemporary] classical, prog, metal, occasional guilty-pleasure blink-182, you know the deal), bad horror movies, good horror movies, music composition/arranging (mostly contemporary classical, ttbb acapella, and noise), crochet, queer theory, Red!, shit, piss idc

alright heres some links since we're here:

spotify

last.fm

guestbook

pronouns.page

gay obama be like uhhhhhhhh let me be queer

#me #pinned post

[dreaminginvelaris]

nessian analysis

im not sure if this qualifies as an analysis? It's basically me just explaining why I didn't like the nessian relationship, what it lacked, what sjm should have done.

I will be using the “anti-nessian” tag bc there are many softies here on Tumblr who get pissy whenever you have some things to say abt a beloved character or relationship that dont paint them as gods even though i dont hate them. I DO NOT hate nessian, I am not the biggest fan of them, im not entirely fond of them, I personally think we were robbed of a much deeper and flushed out relationship, but I do not hate nessian whatsoever. 

also please for the love of god don’t get butthurt and start talking about how feysand is the boring one, how feysand is so vanilla, in retaliation. stop. it makes you look childish. if you hate what i have to say abt your ship, move on. you don’t need to come on a nessian post and start talking about other ships. yes i realize i mention feysand, and rowaelin, but it was to compare how sjm usually writes her main couples.  

with that being said, let's move forward. 

sjm in the past has done an amazing job when writing romantic relationships. She's so wonderful at establishing a friendship, at establishing an emotional connection, before any romance takes place. like with rowaelin, we got to see rowan and aelin forge a friendship, from hating one another to respecting each other. before it was romantic love, it was friendly love first, it was love and respect for their friendship that made aelin threaten that bitch who i forgot the name of but who wouldn't stop touching rowan and aelin bathed her in fire until she stopped. it was the love and respect for their friendship that made rowan fight against his cadre to go save aelin, it was that love that made aelin go to maeve, threaten her ppl so Rowan could be free. 

all of this built up to the amazing relationship that is Rowaelin. it took establishing an emotional connection between the two to make what is their relationship now. the romantic/sexual part of their relationship is amazing as well, but it wouldn't have been amazing were it not for the trust their relationship was built on first. 

it's the same thing with feysand, their relationship built on trust first, on friendship, on emotional talks, on sharing their thoughts and feelings, on sharing hard truths with one another. on feyre trusting rhys with how she felt abt the whole tamlin situation, it built on rhys sharing his past, on sharing some of those horrific moments of UTM, it built on them fighting with one another, it's what made chapter 55 so amazing because it built up. it wasn't just sex right off the bat, it was forging a connection much more powerful than sex. 

which brings me to my main point, that nessian definitely lacks all of this. before it even starts, i know there are ppl who might say “but nessian was building during acomaf/acowar?”  yes, it was, we knew that there was something between them. but can you really call it an emotional build up btwn them? i mean we saw it through the eyes of feyre, so we didn't really see much of substance. we saw them exchange glances, nesta insult cass, cass tease nesta, even that one bonus chapter, but that wasn't enough buildup. because even in that bonus chapter we mainly just got to see cass corner nesta to a wall and learn how he was so turned on by her. nothing of depth and substance. 

you would expect sjm to bring this to their book. but it didn't happen. perhaps she as well thought that was enough of a build up to them, i wouldn't put it past her, her writing skills definitely are questionable in this book.

but where were the talks? where was nesta confiding to cassain abt her mother? abt her life being groomed for marriage? abt the years during the poverty, abt how she felt disgusted by herself for what she had done to feyre. for what she had not done for their family? for what she felt with her fathers death, how she felt abt elain, how she was coping?

where were the talks in which cassian confided in nesta? in where he talks abt his years in the illyrian camps, in what happened in those moments when he murdered a whole illyrian village, in which he learned he would never be able to bury his mother. the talks where he tells her how it felt to be separated from his brothers, how he felt when rhys was trapped, how it felt when feyre was taken, how it felt when he thought him and nesta were to die, at hybern and at the war. 

where was the teasing? the laughing? the pinning each other down during training, the talks during training. where was the friendship being built? just because cass tells nesta he was always her friend doesn't mean it’s not important to see it.

instead all we got was training and fucking and fucking and training. instead we got nesta jacking off cassian 200 pages in? i mean thats so out of character of nesta. this fiery woman who spent three books pushing cassian away, who made it known she ‘despised’ cassian, who made it clear she would not touch or even try to interact with cassian during her stay at the house of wind, but all of a sudden she just loses that and jacks him off? i mean the fact that nesta kept pushing cassian away was such a great opportunity for sjm to take and make it slow burn. teasing touches, never going too far but enough it made the other shiver. i mean that when the pinning each other down in training would have come in handy. but instead sjm just decided to change nestas character just like she changed cassians as well. 

(note: i am not slut shaming nesta, before any of y'all try to twist it that way, i am merely stating how in my perspective that was not something nesta would have done with cassian.

not to forget how cassian would literally leave nesta after their sexual encounters! please tell me i’m not the only one who notices that the cassian from acomaf/acowar/acofas would not have done that. this man has practically been in love with nesta since day one and he just straight up says “thanks for the ride” and leaves? uhhhh what? the cassian i knew and loved would not have done that. i mean him staying after those encounters would have been the perfect opportunity for them to have deep talks, for them to get to know one another. i mean they both claim to know each other, but do they really? 

the mating revelation was soo underwhelming too. i wanted passion, i mean thats what i was promised no? from both sjm and the nessian stans. so where was that passion during the mating revelation? i mean sjm had aelin realize rowan was her mate after rowan was shot, and she felt the fear of losing him. had rhys know fully when feyre was dying and he was trying to get to her. had ferye realize when they professed their love for each other, and she realized she had healed with him. even goddamn lucien and elain knew in such an intense way as well. and nessian? on a sidewalk. with cassian demanding nesta say it, and nesta robotically denying it. 

all im saying is that we were robbed. i like sex between two characters as much as the next person but sex doesn't matter unless there is a deep emotional connection between the two, its what makes chemistry between two characters amazing. 

also lets mention how cassian didn't even say i love you to nesta. PLSSS WHAT WAS THAT

the only part in the whole 700+ page book that actually felt deeper and much more stronger between the two of them was when nesta broke down and admitted she hated herself and cassian consoled her. but that was what? 3 pages and then they proceeded to continue to fuck during their “healing hike” nah that aint it

all im saying is that nessian was much more fun and sexy when it was through feyre’s perspective. 

#anti nessian #acotar #acomaf #acowar #acofas #acosf #acosf spoilers #anti cassian #anti nesta #nesta #nesta archeron #cassian #anti nesta x cassian

[ukai-simp-services]

hot cocoa

oikawa x reader domestic fluff

(could be interpreted as a female reader but its pretty gender neutral tbh)

warnings: slight cursing, suggestive content, french kissing, play fighting

a/n: this fic WILL be posted on my ao3, go give me some love ;) @ supernotcool

++ quick note beforehand that you don't have to read: ok so this whole fic was based off an actual day I had like, two days ago, but obviously I don't have a boyfriend or I probably wouldn't even write as much fic as I do. but I DID spend the day making a snow man with my dad and drinking hot cocoa by the fire so, all I really added was a pretty fluffy brown haired boy to make it cute and a little spicy. anyway. I just felt like telling y'all where I got my inspo from bc I personally LOVE when writers do that. anyway enjoy y'all, I hope there's not grammatical mistakes. im still new to writing fics on Tumblr so give me some feedback please!

 Finally, a day off. How long has it been since your school shut down for a snow day? Had to be two years at the very least. You had been itching for a day off for so long now, especially with all the upcoming exams you had, life had become a lot of all work and no play. Same thing goes for your boyfriend of 2 years, Tooru Oikawa. Because of his strict volleyball schedule - and having university on top of that - your boyfriend had a packed schedule. Sure, you complained about work and school, but you always knew Tooru had a much heavier weight on his shoulders than you did. Still, he always managed to seem more upbeat than anyone else you knew, he always seemed to have time for you and gave you all his attention. Which is why it was no surprise that your loving boyfriend was more than excited about today’s day off and he intended to spend every second with you.

 As if you don’t already live together…

  You were seated at the kitchen table, mug of coffee in one hand and your phone in the other. You mindlessly scrolled through instagram as you took periodic sips of your coffee, enjoying the peacefulness of your apartment. In the window next to you, a moving picture of a lovely snow storm was taking place, begging for your attention. You took your eyes off your screen for a moment to watch the storm unravel before you, it was calmer than it was last night, but the wind still certainly shook all the trees. A warm smile planted itself on your face, content with the abundance of snow you were receiving, considering its been a couple years since you last got to experience this. 

 Your blissful moment of silence was soon broken by the sound of your boyfriend, slamming the door to your bathroom open and revealing his robed body oh-so dramatically. 

 “Do you really have to make an entrance even when leaving the shower?” You asked half-bored and half-amused. 

 “Don’t act like you don’t enjoy every second of it.” Your boyfriend smugly replied, making his way over to the table with you. 

 You shook your head, biting back a grin, “You’re so humble, Tooru.”

 He giggled out an, “I know.” 

  You continued your scrolling on your phone, becoming a bit bored of it after awhile. Your boyfriend circled around the kitchen table and planted himself behind you in your chair. The familiar smell of an earthy-floral cologne mixed with fresh mint filled your nostrils as he wrapped his arms around your body lightly, letting his chin rest on your shoulder. You hummed lightly at his soft touch, becoming slightly engulfed in it.

 “You know what we’re doing today, right?” The fluffy-haired man questioned.

 “I don’t, what are we doing?” You wondered, curiously.

 “Playing in the snow obviously, duh.” Your boyfriend replied so matter-of-factly.

  You chuckled at his words, you knew he’d want to enjoy the snow today - as did you - but you weren’t expecting him to ask so early. 

 “Yes, we must, but can’t I shower and study a bit first?” 

 Your boyfriend stood up from his position abruptly, making you turn your head towards him. 

 “Y/n, under no circumstances am I letting you do school work today, it’s our one day off.” 

 “But-“ 

 “Nope, no buts.” He grabbed your arm and tugged you out of your chair, “Now come on, let’s bundle up.” 

 “Tooru-“ 

 After a solid 20 minutes of you complaining to Tooru that you still needed to shower and him assuring you that you’d much rather take a hot shower after being in the cold - he was right of course - you two managed to bundle yourselves up in a few layers of thick clothing, ready for the cold outdoors.

  Waddling down the stairs of your apartment to the front door, you struggled to put on your snow gloves, hoping and praying that no skin between materials would be exposed. Oikawa followed behind you, adjusting the fluffy beanie that covered his forehead. The two of you stood before your front door, staring at the silver door knob in anticipation. 

 “Ready?” You two asked in synchronization. 

  You giggled, then tugged the door open, exposing the blinding white scenery before your eyes. Your boyfriend smirked to himself, before unexpectedly picking you up bridal style and running out the front door, kicking the door closed with the heel of his boot. 

 “Oh my god- Tooru! Put me down you idiot.” You exclaimed, immediately wrapping your arms around his neck. 

 “Not after calling me an idiot I won’t.” He smirked down at you

 “Tooooruuuu.” You whined, the noise bringing attention towards the two of you from a family in the next apartment. A couple with their two kids, who were currently making snow angels and now giggling at the sight of you and your child of a boyfriend. 

 “What’s the magic word?” The stubborn man persisted. 

 “Flatty-kawa.” You teased, only making the man’s grip on your body tighter.

 “Hey, no fair! I swear you and Iwa-chan love to mess with me.” He dropped his head sullenly, feigning sadness. 

  You rolled your eyes at your dramatic boyfriend, “Oh boo-hoo, you know you love us.” You stuck your tongue out at the end of your sentence. 

 Oikawa chuckled, then smirked once remembering his true intention of holding you like this. 

 “Oh god, what are you-“
 

  Your boyfriend responded by swinging you into a pile of snow, your body flailing in the air for a good second before plummeting to the ground with a muffled “oof”. 

  The mischievous man above you couldn’t hold in his laughter, his eyes squinted shut and his cheeks tightened as he doubled-over in hysterics at your expense. You remained in your exact position, laying flat on your back with the cushion of the snow under you as you stared up at the blue sky above you. You slowly sat up, burning death glares into the side of your boyfriends head, as he laughed so hard that he had to bend over and hold onto his knees. You took advantage of the state he was in and reached over to grab one of his legs. You tugged as hard as you could, but curse your athletic boyfriend and his very toned legs. He only laughed more at your failed attempt to trip him, but all laughter was soon dismissed as he took a step and slipped on some ice. Your idiot of a boyfriend tumbled down next to you with a frightened look in his eyes, his right arm catching his fall. 

  Now was your turn to laugh, you fell backwards onto the snow as you clutched your stomach from laughter. It took you a few seconds of controlled breathing to calm yourself down. 

  “Wow, now that was pretty funny Tooru, I have to say-“ 

  You're cut off by your boyfriend tackling you on the ground, pinning your arms down - as best as he could with gloves on - and tickling your sides. Once again, there was only so much he could do with the amount of layers you had on. Even so, you still twitched and squirmed from the contact, slapping your boyfriends strong arms to stop.

 “Please- Tooru. I’m..I’m still so out of breath from befor- NO MORE PLEASE.” He tickled you relentlessly, you were about ready to kick him in the balls before he stopped. 

 “Alright, that’s enough payback I guess.” The boy grinned from above you, clearly very happy with himself. You were too out of breath from the previous laughing plus the tickle attack to retort. 

 “Yeah, yeah.” You lifted a shaky, glove-covered hand up to caress his face. He ignored the cold feeling of the glove being pressed against his face and just smiled down at you. He leaned in slowly, lips barely brushing yours. You felt your body heat up, despite being in the snow, from his action. He teased you by not breaking the space between your lips. You tried to go in for it yourself, but he quickly pulled away, smirking down at you.

 “Tooru…” You meant to whine, but it came out as more of a breathless whisper, coated with desperation. 

 He noticed this and leaned in close again, this time kissing your cheek.

 “Hm?” He tested you. 

 “Kiss meee.” You pucker your lips for him, he couldn’t help but grin at your desperation.

 “Fine.” He gave in more easy than you expected, closing the distance between you and pressing his lips to yours. The kiss was simple, it felt as if it would be quick and he would pull away, but he moved his lips rhythmically to deepen the kiss, turning it soft and sensual. You two slowly made out, your arms still pinned by his hands and your back still pressed into the snow. You only noticed then that his knee was in between your legs, had it been there before? 

  The longer you two made out, the more desperate the kiss became. Your two bodies aching for warmth had you guys grabbing at each other mindlessly. Oikawa was the one to pull away.

 “Y/n, we have a snow man to make!” The chocolate-haired boy released you from his grip as he sat up. 

  You pouted at him, clearly flustered and he knew that. Your cheeks were tinted a rosy pink, he was unsure if that was from him or the cold weather. He hoped it was him.

 “No pouting, you’ll get more of that later, I promise.” He winked at you while offering you a hand up. 

  Your eyes lit up at his words, as much as you hate to admit it. You took his hand and let him pull you up onto your feet. The two of you became preoccupied for the next 20 minutes, evidently dedicated to the snowman you were constructing. You packed while Oikawa rolled the snow, making a dream team of snowman builders. 

  After struggling to keep the second part of the snowman’s body upright - and a lot of you bossing around Tooru to help you pack more snow - you two were finally able to start forming the head.

 “Wait! Hold that thought, can you run inside and get buttons, a carrot and blueberries?” You interrupted your boyfriend’s rolling.

 “Sure thing baby, but why blueberries?” Your boyfriend furrowed his eyebrows.

 “You'll see don’t worry, I'll go look for sticks while you’re gone.” You rose to your feet and dusted off the snow on your pants.

  While Oikawa ran inside, you made a small trip around the outside of your apartment building, collecting a few sticks in your hands. You returned from your loop around the area to see your boyfriend exiting the house with his arms full. You jogged up to him and helped him with the items, the both of you returning to your snowman. You kneeled down and again, both of you were at work. You let Tooru smooth out the lumpy pieces of snow while you prepared your items. 

  You started with the eyes, using two black buttons. Then, proceeded with the carrot, as a nose of course. Next, the blueberries were placed one after another, curving into a smile. Lastly, you stuck the two sticks into the snowman’s body for two arms. You sat back content, admiring the work of you and your boyfriend.

 “Wait.” 

  Tooru realized that you forget the classic 3 buttons on the snowman’s torso, so he reached over and placed them himself. 

 “Beautiful, baby.” You praised your thoughtful boyfriend for his addition. 

 The two of you stood a few feet away from your snowman, arms intertwined as you admired the creation before you. Obviously, you both pulled out your phones and snapped a quick picture. 

 “Ooh, almost forgot.” You tugged your boyfriends arm to settle down onto the snow again with you, “We have to sign our artwork!”

 Oikawa furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, as he had never heard of such a thing before, “Sign?” 

  You nodded, “Mhm. Me and my dad used to always make snow angels side-by-side in front of our snowman, to kinda sign it somehow. Does that make sense?” You inquired your boyfriend by looking up at him. 

  His heart absolutely melted at your sincere words, he smiled at you warmly in return. 

 “Yes baby, it makes sense.” 

  The two of you laid side-by-side in the snow, far enough apart to move your arms and legs back and forth. Once finishing, you stood up carefully - to not wreck your snow angel - and helped Tooru up too.

  You both embraced before your creations, cheek pressed to his chest as you gazed at all the love you two created. Cocoa-colored eyes flickered away from the snowy sight to bore down into yours, forever staring into each others souls. You stood on your tip-toes to place a soft kiss on your lover’s lips, one which he returned graciously. 

                                                             - 

  An hour later, Oikawa was found in the kitchen boiling a kettle of water, preparing to make you both hot chocolate. He worked diligently, adding marshmallows and whipped cream to his creations, then deciding to add a sprinkle of cinnamon too. 

  You emerged from the bathroom, hair freshly wet and combed through, but dressed warmly in a pair of sweatpants and one of your boyfriend’s hoodies. You circle the kitchen table and plant yourself behind Tooru, wrapping your arms around his firm torso. 

 “I got the fire place to work.” The boy in your hold spoke proudly.

 “Really? I knew it felt warmer in here. That’s great baby, thank you.” 

 He hummed a welcome in response, adding the last finishing touches to your drinks. 

  You pulled away as he handed you a red Christmas mug, filled to the brim with whipped cream and cinnamon. You brought the mug to your lips, noticing how your boyfriend leaned against the counter behind him, awaiting your reaction. You sipped the hot drink cautiously, enjoying the rich chocolate taste that invaded your mouth, the whipped cream and cinnamon really complemented it too. Your eyes lit up in delight, already telling Tooru that you loved it without words. 

 “Fuck, that’s delicious.” You cursed causing a chuckle from Oikawa. You always found the funniest way to say things during such soft moments, and it always amused the hell out of him. 

  You both seated yourselves on the sofa in front of your fireplace, soaking in the warmth from the flames. You sat back in the couch comfortably, the two of you intermittently sipping at your cocoas and rambling to each other about everything under the sun. After finishing your drink not long after Tooru, you placed the mug on the coffee table in front of you, then scooted yourself closer to your boyfriend. The flames of the fire had died down a little, but they were still there to keep you two warm. You wrapped your arms around your boyfriends waist and nuzzled your head in the crook of his neck, inhaling his divine scent. 

 “Thank you for today, I had a lot of fun.” You mumbled softly into his skin.

 “Of course, so did I. I wanna make so many more memories like today.” Tooru confessed, nuzzling into your damp hair. 

 You looked up at him, gazing into his rich eyes once again. It often felt as though you’d never get over the way his gaze made you feel. Years and years could go by and you’d still melt under his stare. 

 “Me too, and I know we will.” 

  He smiled down at you, cheeks warm from your beauty and the burning fire 5 feet away from him. He softened the smile on his lips to fit in between yours, caressing your cheek with his hand as he enveloped your lips in a kiss. This time, the kiss didn’t end abruptly after heating up. It only got hotter and hotter, ‘till both of you pulled away breathless. The breath of air lasted a few seconds, before you grabbed his face and continued the passionate kiss again. Lips massaging each other and both mouths full of the other person’s tongue. You tugged at Tooru’s hair, eliciting a moan from him, vibrating from his body into yours. He took this action from you as a sign to pull away and begin kissing the sensitive skin on your neck. You breathed heavily at the contact, tangling your fingers in his hair even more. After a few moments of pure bliss, you felt your lover pull away. Almost disappointed, you looked up at him with furrowed brows. He simply stroked the smooth skin on your cheek and spoke so low and so soft that he was barely audible. 

 “Let’s make love by the fire tonight, darling.”

#oikawa toru x reader #oikawa x y/n #oikawa x fem!reader #oikawa x gn reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #oikawa tooru #oikawa toru #oikawa toru fluff #hq fluff #fluff #oikawa fluff #oikawa fanfiction #fanfic #fanfiction #anime #domestic fluff

[fragile-heartt]

omg hello all. @divine-mistake tagged me in a cute lil questionnaire that I thought I might do because why not?

1. why did you choose your url?

Well. I guess I'm a super emotional person and a lot of the time I feel kinda fragile emotionally? Like I will break into tears pretty easily over a lot of stuff. So. yeah. I've got a fragile little heart. that is me. But I'm thinking of changing it having it convey how I am completely unhinged, sexy as hell, and also sleepy as a motherfucker. So if anyone has any ideas on a username that would embody all that, lmk please.

2. any side blogs?

HAHAHAHAHAHA nope. All my chaos is right here, in this wonderful little blog.

3. how long have you been on tumblr?

ohhhhhhh boy. I was first on tumblr in 2012? I think I started this one though in 2014 though because I let a boy I dated follow me on my old one and I couldn't figure out how to block him bc I was only ever on mobile and it was just a mess. I also didn't know how to delete my blog so it's still out there. lmaooo. so I just made a new one and here we are. So I've been here for a long, long time.

4. do you have a queue tag?

#queue queue queue

but it is important that you know to say it like the star wars blasters sound effects, like a good pew pew pew

5. why did you start your blog in the first place?

Tbh I don't know. I must have heard about it, seen people post tumblr posts on instagram or twitter or something, and then decided to make my own account on here? idk idk.

6. why did you choose your icon?

so it is a picture of me that one of my exes took that I think is kinda nice and doesn't have my face in it bc wooo boy I'm self conscious. and also if anyone i know in real life found my blog i think i would die. i should probably find another icon tbh this one is too obviously me lmao

7. why did you choose your header?

i am a slut for space. i love stars and shit. pluto is my main bitch tho. i love her. so maybe i'll change it to pluto? not sure.

8. what's your post with the most notes?

it is my pinned post, and coincidentally the first ever original post i ever made on this website. and i only made it two months ago! it already has a whole 7 notes so watch out world, big things will be happening here at fragile-heartt

9. how many mutuals do you have?

I actually have no idea. I only talk to a few, but I cherish each and every one of you

10. how many followers do you have?

472, but I'm pretty sure a solid amount are bots? idk

11. how many people do you follow?

591 and growing every day HAHAHA I think I've only unfollowed a few people since 2014? So this is 7 years worth of follows

12. have you ever made a shitpost?

not in the technical term, i don't think? actually maybe? but probably not. i think i've only made like... 5 posts total ever. so

13. how often do you use tumblr each day?

uhhhhh anywhere from i forget about it for a week to a solid 7-10 hours in a day? I read a lot at night and I've got insomnia so sometimes I'm just reading from 11pm to 6am plus all my scrolling during the day

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once?

I've only really started interacting with people on tumblr the past two or so months? So no. And I would never want to, anyway. I left my internet drama days behind me once I graduated high school.

15. how do you feel about "you need to reblog this" posts?

I have blocked them from my memory. When I see them, no I didn't. I seriously cannot even remember the last one I came across or what they even really are about? Like is it trying to raise awareness for a social justice issue/current event and stuff like that? I seriously don't know.

16. do you like tag games?

yes omg. please tag me in things. I love interacting with all you guys

17. do you like ask games?

again. I love any interaction. i have never played an ask game? like i've never been able to host one and have people send me asks. but i love sending people asks for ask games! always a fun time

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous? bro idk. tumblr fame seems like such a strange concept to me. They all deserve to have lots of followers though, and lots of interaction on their posts and stuff bc they're all amazing and talented and I love them all

19. do you have a crush on a mutual?

OMG DO I. I've got the biggest crush on all my writer mutuals. YOURE ALL SO TALENTED I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH AHHHH MY HEART IS SO FULL WITH ALL OF MY LOVE FOR YOU GUYS. I would smooch each and every one of you

20. no pressure tags:

@loving-bucky-is-easier @mallowswriting @waytoomanyships @werepup-sweetwolf @steppedoffaflight and anyone else that wants to bc why not. i would tag a bunch more people but i am nervous! do all you guys like me? do you still remember you follow me? idk idk! I am an anxious mess hsdfbhsdbfhb

ANYWAY if you're reading this and you made it through all this nonsense, I love you. you're the best.

#tag game #i was tagged! #about me

[thelatetimothylawrence]

I never made a mobile-friendly post with my Verses and Rules so... just check under the cut, I guess?

I'll also pin it to be easy to access.

VERSES

Borderlands 3 - After Jackpot

The “default” verse for my roleplay, unless stated otherwise. Thanks to the help of Moxxi and the Vault Hunters, he was able to flee from that golden Jack-shaped prison and try to search a new place where he could start over and finally live his own life, even if having the voice and appearances (and also DNA) of a deceased dictator will not make it easy. To overcome all of this and the traumas he suffered, Timothy will need time…but now he finally has all the time he needs. Free. (small note: for this verse, Tim got a new hand thanks to FL4K building it like they do for their pets)

Tag: #[verse: after jackpot]

Pre-Sequel - Jimothy the Body Double

Basically, a verse that takes place in the Pre-Sequel Era after he got tricked into the surgery, whole body-double/Vault Hunter gig.

Tag: #[verse: jimothy]

Borderlands 2 - Still a Doppelganger

After the events of Pre-Sequel and before the death of Handsome Jack, a sort of AU where he didn’t get sent to the Jackpot and continues acting as a double for Jack. He was branded, dons the mask, and he’s the firts of the doubles…the other double (mostly pocket-watch doubles) consider him being the “favourite” since he’s the first one, but he suffers the same consequences - or probably worse - as the others if he stumbles upon the wrath of Jack. He doesn’t like having to continue being a double, but what other option there is for someone like him?

Tag: #[verse: still a doppelganger]

Post-TPS/early BL2 and after - Timothy the Renegade

Another sort of AU. After the events of TPS and after the branding, Timothy finally finds the courage to flee from Jack and Hyperion. Faking to being busy with some business for Jack on Concordia, he stops by Nurse Nina to get the infamous bomb out of his body and remove the clasps of the mask (the surgeries were irreversible but at least those things where fixable) - paying well to ensure that she’ll never tell that he has been there - and defects on Pandora. The best way to hide something, sometimes is in plain sight. Also, no one would notice someone that keeps his face hidden between all the masked bandits that live on that planet. There, he lives as a bounty hunter and by not staying too long on the same place.

His hair is kept long, in a low ponytail, the scarred face usually his hidden with goggles and a scarf, the voice is changed through a modulator that keeps hidden under the scarf. Tim still has the watch with his diji-jacks, he was able to alter their code so Jack couldn’t use the watch to track him down nor control it, and also made them able to mimic his disguise so they won’t out his identity. No more silly one-liners, their AI was improved after the Elpis’ events.

Tag: #[verse: renegade]

Pre-Canon - Freckled Ginger

Before the Pre-Sequel. Timothy was a simple guy - with ginger hair, freckles and glasses - attempting at completing his college studies while the loan he had to take was keeping him more than broke. But he didn’t want to go back to his family after he insisted to go to that college instead of a community one. He won’t be able to handle the shame of failing, nor having to admit that he has a big debt on his shoulders because he wanted to chase his dream to become a writer.

Tag: #[verse: freckled ginger]

RULES

Basics

I have roleplaying experience, but not on Tumblr

English is not my language, sorry in advance

I’m shit at formatting, but I’ll try my best

Even though my schedule is embarassingly open, I can’t assure to be active often or be able to reply fast because of both timezones (I’m in GMT+1) or because my mental health told me to go fuck myself to take a break for a bit.

Will be roleplaying when I’m on computer, because I hate that the phone keyboard hides almost all the text editor of Tumblr app.

Now the real rules:

I won’t be writing any sexual NSFW content: I’m not comfortable with that.

Any other thing (adult or not) found in the Borderlands universe is fine with me, just don’t make me write the hanky-panky.

As stated before, I’m not good with formatting posts

I don’t have a fixed lenght for replies, but I’ll try to adapt to the other’s style… but I can’t guarantee to be able to write sth lenghty bc of language skills barrier.

There won’t be icons in my replies because I know myself and I’ll end up forgetting to add them quite soon.

I’m not selective currently, I just want to roleplay and have fun. Probably I will not be following back non-rp blogs simply to keep dash & notifications tidy.

OC friendly! I love seeing Borderlands OCs and if you have an about page I’ll surely will be giving it a look!

Multiverse: mainly BL3 post Jackpot DLC, but I’m open to roleplay other timelines and Verses/AUs

About this, if you have any idea for a verse/au feel free to message me to discuss plots and stuff together!

Since it’s Multiverse I guess that it could also be Multiship, but I don’t really care about ship stuff. Let’s see how the plot goes naturally.

No Godmodding but this should be like the basic thing in rp.

Also!

The Timothy that I’ll roleplay will be a mix of Canon and Headcanons, so it could not fit the expecations

Mun is not the Muse: me and Timothy may have a bunch of traits in common, but we are not the same thing. Please keep them separated.

On this note, no OOC drama. I don’t want you drama, nor I care about it. Keep your drama for yourself because I have my share of drama irl: if I’m here I want to have fun and not suffer anxiety/panic attacks because of some shit internet drama.

I’m kinda shy and anxious so I can’t guarantee to be the one initiating the interactions, but I’ll try my best.

#[off the clock; ooc] #[rules & verses] #borderlands rp

[metalbatandzenko]

About me taking breaks from this blog

Hey everyone!

You might have noticed that I’ve been taking intermittent breaks from this blog. I try to announce it when I am, because falling off the face of the earth isn’t exactly courteous of me.

I’ve been getting a lot of asks asking if I’m alright and/or if there’s a reason why I’m kind of shutting myself off.

And here’s the thing. I know I don’t technically owe anyone an explanation for why I’ve been doing that. 

But I do want to give one. 

So think of this as more of an update I guess? Anyways, update under the cut. 

Warning: it’s long.

So, about why I’ve been taking breaks/why I haven’t been as interactive lately.

I’ve been rolling this around for a long time and trying to form the words to express all this.

There’s several major factors going on here, but the TLDR is I have an issue with feeling guilty about everything, even when I have no obligation to a person or situation, and it’s tanking my mental health.

1. The first, and most inconsequential, is I’m back to school. 

I’m a full time college student generally and have been since I started this sideblog. But as of this semester, I’ve officially transferred to a new university, which means school is taking up more of my time. 

I’m also in an honors program now, which means maintaining a 4.0 is—for financial reasons—more important than ever. I’m a bit stressed out, I’m not gonna lie! 

Also, the switch to remote has been a particularly rough one. I’m having a really hard time defining the boundary between “school and homework time” and downtime, which means anytime I spend not doing homework is really just spent with me feeling overwhelmed with guilt that I’m not trying to get ahead in class.

2. The world is kind of going through shit right now.

I’d be a liar if I said the state of the world isn’t killing my motivation. There’s a lot of shit going on, and it’s overwhelming. It feels like the second we slow down to catch a breath, a new tragedy hits. 

3. My depression is kind of killing me.

Like everyone, isolation is fucking with me. It has the fun side effect of piling onto my depression, so I’ve been really having a hard time finding the will to do anything, even things I enjoy. 

This also links to that feeling of guilt over not being productive: I want to do something I enjoy, but I can’t because I’m consumed with guilt over the fact I’m not meeting some perceived “productivity quota”, so instead of doing that work, or doing something I enjoy, I do nothing. I’ve been sleeping more these past few months than I ever have, but I’m still tired all the time.

4. Family matters.

I’m lucky in that I’m quarantined with my parents, so I have some interaction, but that also means that I am quarantined with my abusive father. As a closeted, nb gay mixed-asian, being forced to spend almost all my time with my violently racist, homophobic and transphobic white dad has been uh. not great for my mental health.

He also just finished his second round of treatments and we’re waiting on a prognosis to see if he’s cancer free or not, so I’ve been grappling with my extremely mixed feelings surrounding him (as well as the fact that I’ll likely be outed at some point and have to plan for an emergency exit when I live in a different state than the rest of my family and the majority of my friends in the middle of a pandemic) for the past six months or so.

5. I have been teetering dangerously close to full burnout for about five months now, and I think it’s finally hit.

Like I mentioned, I’m sleeping more than I ever have in my life. I’m tired all the time, and I keep getting hit with waves of just. really aggressive sadness and isolation. I’ve cried more in the past month than I have in uh. years.

Writing fanfic is a hobby. The problem is, my hobby overlaps with my major: I’m a creative writing major, so a lot of my creative energy has been going towards that.

Trying to balance both is a really tricky line to walk, and I just can’t do it right now. I’m struggling enough with class as it is, so content creation has fallen to the wayside, and I feel really shitty about that, especially since it’s something I enjoy.

I also felt like I always had to be “on”/accessible for this blog. (This is a personal problem that stems from growing up in a very service based culture, and one I’m working on, but it required time away and better boundaries on my part.)

6. Increased sense of alienation from the fandom at large.

This is kind of linked to 5.

Being able to keep anon on is really important to me, I know I personally don’t always feel comfortable sending asks to people off anon (I’ve joked before that even with users I’m genuinely friends with, I send asks on anon bc I don’t want them to feel like I’m waiting on an answer). 

I only answer about a quarter of the asks I receive (I won’t say a quarter of the asks people send me given tumblr’s tendency to eat asks). About a third of the asks are: asking me when a fic of mine will be updated/a wip will be posted, accusing me of something, flat out rude/hateful, or asking really invasive personal questions. 

I’ve gotten a few asking me to elaborate on specific traumas that I don’t think I’ve even mentioned on this blog, which is both violating and extremely entitled: as if someone else gets to decide if my trauma is legitimate enough or something.

There are also the asks that I either don’t have the energy to give the love they deserve and avoid because I feel guilty about that, or just flat out I don’t want to answer.

But deciding not to answer the asks sent in good faith makes me feel incredibly guilty and ashamed. This, again, is a personal problem, and one I’m working on.

I also feel my hyperfixation on opm beginning to fade.

But generally, I just feel less connected to the fandom. It’s mostly because my lack of spoons means I’m not reaching out to people as much, but there are other factors too. It sounds dramatic, but I’m still a little shaken by the spat I had with another opm blog a couple of months ago.

And generally? I don’t think the fandom is as active anymore anyways. Some small, self-absorbed part of me still blames myself for some of that, because the timing of the fandom dying down and fracturing came right after the dispute I mentioned.

7. I really want this account to stay associated with happy things, and I’m not feeling too happy right now.

This blog was one I made because I enjoyed opm and wanted to have fun with it. I still love opm, and I love some of the friends I’ve made on here, but I just. I don’t feel the love for the fandom as a whole right now, and given all the negative emotions/things I just laid out, I’m worried about it somehow rubbing off on this blog, both for me, and for the people who follow me.

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So yeah, that’s what’s going on on my end. I’m trying to stay positive and take care of myself, but I’m beyond overwhelmed, both for reasons related to, and entirely unrelated to this blog.

I want this blog to feel positive, and I worry this feels like I’m fishing for pity. That’s not it. I just need to get it off my chest, and kind of lay out where I am for you all, because I care about you.

Anyways, that’s all I got. I don’t know if I’ll delete this for now, but for the time it’s up, I’ll have it pinned to my blog. 

Love you all, and be gentle with yourself.

#personal #anyways. now that I have that all out. time to pass out dshlkasdjh

[maxe-mini]

Pretty Blue Eyes

A/N- Hey there! So this is my first ever full written fanfic, atleast one I’m going to post on tumblr. I had a lot of fun writing this, in fact, I finished it in a d a y sjgjsdb so yeah. This is gonna be an OC x Bakugou oneshot(?) Im not sure if its a oneshot bc I might make a follow up in thhe future, it depends. Anywayyyy, yeah! If you want details on who my OC is, her name is Kano Amaya(Last name, first name). I’ve posted plenty of art I’ve made of her on this blog, which can be found on my pinned post, which also happens to have the link to her wiki on Amino. Give it a read if you’d like! Now onto the fanfic! :DD 

Taglist: @deephasoceanmagic​ @kuroshin15​

Warning: Lots of cursing(I mean it has Bakugou in it), small mentions of blood and nosebleeds, overworking, passing out 

A/N- dw this is actually just soft and ‘angry pomeranian is angry bc he has feelings lmaoooo’

This wasn’t the first time it’s happened, but that didn’t mean it pissed him off any less. For the sixth time these past few days, his eyes had managed to wander right back to her. Dark blue hair tied into two low pig tails that seemed to always flow through the air just the right way as she moved. Cold yet mystical blue eyes that he could constantly feel himself drowning in. Fair skin dusted with soft freckles that he craved to touch. F u c k. He was absolutely smitten by this girl and he did not like it one bit. Those goddamn pretty blue pupils suddenly met his, and he stared back-even that was a competition to him now-forcing a scowl on his face. The girl merely raised an eyebrow before returning back to quietly eating her food, the chatter around her seeming to be uninteresting.

Bakugou scoffed, finally returning his own crimson eyes to his curry, practically stabbing a piece of meat with his fork as if it had personally wronged him, earning a few concerned glances from his- he did NOT want to call them friends- classmates. Only the sound of utensils clattering with plates could be heard around their table, which surprisingly only served to piss off the ash-blonde haired boy even more. “What?” He spat out, looking up to see Kirishima, Sero, and Kaminari staring at him, their eyes practically answering his question.

“You doing alright man? You seem… more angry than usual.” Kirishima was the first one to speak up, his small eyebrows furrowing up in worry. “Did Kano do something?” Sero followed. Turns out that was a big mistake. Just hearing her name sent a jolt of electricity through his spine, and for a second he thought Kaminari had a death wish.

Bakugou growled. “That’s none of your fucking business.” He didn’t shout, he didn’t scream, he didn’t even let a single small explosion go off on his palm like he usually did as a threat. The ash-blonde boy only returned to his food, and it seemed his words were enough to stop any more questions from his peers. Good. Atleast they knew what was good for them.

 It hadn’t always been like this.

Bakugou stared at the ground, the angriest, most frustrated frown anyone had ever seen on his face. His classmates stared at him in concern, knowing exactly why he was so full of rage, yet none of them knew how to help. He’s always been difficult to deal with. None of them wanted to risk trying to comfort him, knowing that would possibly make him even more upset.

He was silent, his hands shoved into his pockets and his posture slouched. He had failed the Provisional Licensing Exams, and he was feeling no less than pissed about it. He knew it was because of his ‘harsh language’  towards the victims- if you could even call them that, they were all actors after all. Just thinking about it made him grit his teeth in frustration.

Before he could mope around even more, a delicate, dainty hand suddenly wrapped around his arm and forced him away from his thoughts as they pulled him to the back of the bus. People were apparently still collecting their things and everyone had time to chat with each other before having to eventually get back to school- not that he himself was interested in doing that. His frown faded away to surprise before he noticed who it was. Kano. 

The scowl edged itself back onto Bakugou’s face as he stared at her, yet for some reason, he didn’t move. He let her bring himself here, and for some god forsaken reason, he wanted to hear what she had to say. 

Those blue eyes pierced through his soul, as if analyzing every bit and piece of who he was. It took a fair amount of his will power not to back away, only staring back, hoping his gaze was as intense as hers. 

“Bakugou.” Her voice was firm. It always was, whenever she talked, which was a rare occasion. The boy in question didn’t answer, only raising his eyebrow in response. 

“I know you’re upset about the Licensing Exam.” She continued, her expression unchanging, staring at him in stoic honesty, and he could not-for the life of him- pinpoint what she was feeling at the moment. 

“No shit. I don’t want your pity.” Bakugou spat back, his words laced with venom. If anything made him angry, it was pity from other people. He didn’t need anyone’s fucking help. He wasn’t weak. 

“I don’t pity you. In fact, I look up to you, and I whole heartedly believe that you will receive your Hero License after the training course with ease.” Kano wasn’t startled at all by his profanity. She only stared at him through those unreadable eyes which he always managed to get lost in. 

Bakugou’s own crimson eyes widened slightly in surprise. That wasn’t what he expected. He didn’t answer. He didn’t know HOW to answer. This was not something he expected from someone like her, especially when he considered her competition, along with Half and Half and Ponytail. 

“So stop moping around. You know you’re strong. You know you’ll be fine, so go kick some ass at that training course.” For the first time since he’d seen her in the entrance exam, she sweared. Not only that, the corners of her lips curled up into a soft, confident smile, her faintly freckled cheeks glowing an equally soft pink along with it. He didn’t think he’d ever seen her with any other expression except for the one she always wore, unchanging and unreadable. She had her hands to her hips and looked so uncharacteristically bold. 

Bakugou could only stare. He’s been doing that way too much now, but he had nothing to say. He didn’t expect ANY of this from Kano. The ash-blonde haired boy was thoroughly taken by surprise. 

'That smile looks nice on her.' 

The thought made him blink rapidly, startled by his own mind. What the fuck? What the fuck was he thinking about? 

After a few seconds of silence, possibly as Kano patiently waited for his response, he formulated a reply. 

“You’re goddamn right I will.” He grinned. The same confident grin that brought terror onto those who were up against him. 

Seeing him back to his normal state seemed to have made Kano much more glad, as her smile only widened. F u c k. That smile could kill people. Bakugou barely managed to hold back incoming heat that was threatening to expose itself on his face, and he hoped to god that the girl in question couldn’t hear his rapid heartbeat. 

Before any of the two could say something, a voice pulled both of them right out of their thoughts. “Hey, where’s Kano and Bakugou?” It was Shitty Hair. Of course it would be Shitty Hair. 

The ash-blonde haired boy walked away, not waiting for whatever Kano was going to say next, assuming she had any. The glimmer of wild confidence had intensified in his eyes, and he was feeling pumped up. He would never admit it, but what she said helped. 

The ride back home was a blur after that. Thoughts of the upcoming training course flashed through his mind, interrupted by a few images of Kano’s smile. It irritated him to the core.

Bakugou grimaced at the memory, knowing that that was the start of when he started thinking of Kano as more than just a rival, and let himself scream a battle cry as he released a massive explosion onto an equally massive boulder, resulting in it having a big gaping hole in the middle, the little bits and pieces of rubble all but strewn about behind it. 

The ash-blonde haired boy huffed. Class 1-A had been given time to train in Gym Gamma, and he’d been releasing all his frustrations on these rocks. It was working atleast, but now he was tired and his wrists has a dull ache in them. He wasn’t sure how long he’d been destroying these stones, but he assumed it must’ve been a little over an hour. A few of his classmates had already gone back to the dorms, presumably to rest. He scoffed at the thought. 

One of the students who hadn’t gone back though, was one of the sources of his frustrations. Kano was currently heaving up an ungodly amount of water, her expression visibly strained, yet it was still stoic. It reminded him of Half-and-Half in a way, but he shook away the thought before he angered himself even more.

He jumped off the concrete platforms to get himself a bottle of water, panting as he noticed he was a little out of breathe. His crimson eyes followed her dark blue figure as her wrists flicked the other way and the liquid which she was floating in the air instantly formed into large icicles. Bakugou’s vision narrowed. 'She’s gotten faster at doing that.' 

A part of him was threatened and annoyed at her rapid improvement, but he couldn’t help but feel a little bit of pride for his classmate. He shoved the thought away, continuing to watch her movements closely. Her back was to him, so he didn’t notice the blood that was flowing down her nose. 

Kano threw her torso forward, following her arms, causing the large icicles to pierce through the boulder infront of her, the force of her control and the amount of ice she had enough to absolutely decimate the huge rock. As soon as the icicles went through, they melted back into water, and the girl immediately put the liquid right back into its containers which were from god knows where- Bakugou assumed it had been provided to her earlier before they all started training. 

Suddenly, Kano’s knees buckled, and soon she was on the ground. The ash-blonde boy blinked in shock, not quite registering what had happened yet before his legs led him right to her. Her eyes were closed, and he saw the blood that was coming from her nose slowly pool down onto the concrete. Once again, for the first time, Bakugou saw her with different expression on her face. She was in pain. 

Before he could think about what he was doing, he wrapped his toned arms around her body, carrying her bridal style. She didn’t move or resist, and Bakugou concluded she had passed out. What the fuck happened? One moment she was destroying rocks left and right, her strength shining through even when she was just training, the next she was unconscious and experiencing a nosebleed? Did the dumbass overwork herself?

 Aizawa had been watching from a distance, his tired eyes twitching in irritation. He had heard about how Kano’s bad habit of overtaxing herself in her training, but he didn’t expect her to do it now, not in UA of all places. The teacher pinched the bridge of his nose as he let out an annoyed sigh, walking over to his students- he’d have to talk to her about this later- before he noticed the Bakugou had already gotten to her. Huh. That’s unusual. 

“Bakugou. Bring Kano to Recovery Girl. That’s enough for the day for all of you. It’s getting late.” He instructed, his hands in his pockets as he looked around at the few others who were still training. His voice was loud enough to hear for the ones nearby, and the ones from afar seemed to get the message as they saw their peers suddenly stop what they were doing. Good. They’d gotten better at listening. 

He expected his ill-tempered student to put up atleast a little bit of a fight. Tell him it wasn’t his responsibility if his dumbass classmate worked themselves past the point of consciousness, but he got none of that. Bakugou merely nodded- although the teacher caught that his mouth was stretched into a thin line and his eyebrows were formed into a near v-shape- and ran to the front door. 

Aizawa was a bit surprised, although he didn’t let it show on his face. It seemed this problem child had changed much more than he thought he had. 

Bakugou’s arms were stiff against Kano’s body, effortlessly carrying her to the infirmary, which was a good distance away. He should never have decided to carry her when he saw she passed out. If he hadn’t, Aizawa wouldn’t have told him to bring her to Recovery Girl.

He was thoroughly annoyed, his teeth grating against each other as he forced himself not to pop a few small explosions on his palms, not wanting to harm his classmate accidentally.

The ash-blonde boy wasn’t angry because he had to bring his classmate to the infirmary. No. He was angry because of the goddamn heat in his cheeks that just won’t go away. He was angry because of the annoying ass beating in his heart that was pumping at a rate that couldn’t be explained by adrenaline. It was far too fast for that. Bakugou bit back a growl caused by his own frustrations, afraid he’d wake up the girl that was unconscious in his arms. Turns out he didn’t have to do that.

“…Bakugou?” That wasn’t firm. This was, again, the first time he’s heard her voice sound so… vulnerable. The ash-blonde boy met his gaze with hers, and he saw that her eyes were cloudy. Unfocused.

“Yeah, it’s me. You passed out while you were training.” He wasn’t sure why he was answering. The words just left his mouth on their own.

“Mm.” She only hummed in response, nuzzling her face onto his chest. She obviously wasn’t thinking clearly now. Bakugou felt his heart beating at higher speeds than he’d ever thought possible, and he was sure she’d definitely heard it by now. Yet, she didn’t say anything, and he presumed she must’ve passed out again.

After a few minutes more of running, they arrived at Recovery Girl’s. Bakugou let himself catch his breath before he opened the door with his knee, and he was met by the old nurse’s startled gaze.

“Oh dear. What happened?” Recovery Girl shuffled over to them, wordlessly gesturing towards a hospital bed for Bakugou to lay Kano on.

“She passed out while training. Aizawa told me to bring her here.” He watched as his school nurse got to work, checking her temperature and observing her complexion. Now that he could look at her properly, she was a lot paler. What the fuck had this dumbass doing?

A soft whimper pulled him away from his thoughts, and he watched as the girl in question slowly fluttered her eyes open, looking around in a haze. Her hand instantly went to her head, and she groaned in pain. A headache?

Recovery Girl looked worried, but only silently reached for a few pills and a glass of water. “Here, drink this. It should help with the headache for a while.” He was right.

Kano didn’t say anything more, only drinking her medicine. The pain in her expression dulled, and she looked a lot more relaxed. Bakugou wasn’t sure if it was that obvious, or if he’d been observing her long enough to notice these things. He hoped the latter was wrong. That would be extremely embarrassing, maybe even creepy, on his part.

A few beats of silence passed through the mostly empty infirmary, and was only interrupted by the soft tap of glass against wood as Kano set down her glass of water on the small table next to her bed.

“I’ll have you rest here for a while. I apologize for this, but I can’t trust you to go back to the dorms yet, not after what Aizawa told me.” Recovery Girl spoke first, her tone edging on strict. “What?” Her voice wasn’t firm again, and Bakugou felt his chest constrict at its softness. What was wrong with him?

“You’ve had multiple records of passing out from overworking from your previous schools. Kano, I know you want to be the best hero you can be, but this type of behaviour will not be tolerated in UA. You have to let yourself rest every once in a while. Everyone has their own limits, and you need to know yours.” The nurse scolded, which was met by visible surprise on the girl’s face, before she nodded slowly. “I understand.” Kano answered, her pitch soft, yet somehow strong. She was back.

“Good. Now rest, or do I have to tell Bakugou to hold you like earlier so you can do that?” Recovery Girl teased, her tone once again upbeat. Bakugou’s eyes widened slightly as he almost choked, shoving back down the heat that was threatening to expose itself on his cheeks. He did not miss the way Kano did the same, except she wasn’t as successful at hiding her blush, her cheeks flushing a soft pink.

The nurse only chuckled before she went back to her desk, beginning to work on whatever documents were on there. “I’ll tell you when you can leave. You can go to sleep if you want.”

A few beats of silence, then their eyes met. The clarity finally returned back to Kano’s pretty blue pupils as she gazed at him, seeming to be searching for words to say. Bakugou silently stepped closer to the bed, waiting.

“Thank you. I wasn’t expecting you to be the one to bring me here, but it’s a welcome surprise nonetheless.” She finally said, and the ash-blonde boy was left to analyze what she meant by 'welcome surprise.’

“You better be grateful. Why’d your dumbass pass out anyway? You can’t be that weak.” Bakugou responded, and he internally winced at how harsh his words sounded, but he couldn’t help it. Thankfully she didn’t seem to mind, nodding solemnly in response. “It seems I went a bit overboard there again. Recovery Girl was right about me having records for constantly overworking. Sometimes I can’t help it.”

Bakugou grimaced. “Well, that’s stupid.” He didn’t miss Kano’s sigh before he continued. “You don’t even need to do that. You’re already strong regardless.” That caught her by surprise, her head turning to look at him so fast he was afraid her headache would come back. “What? Didn’t expect that either?”

Her eyes were wide. “No. I didn’t but-” That smile. That fucking smile again. “Thank you, again. I appreciate it.” Bakugou wasn’t sure if her cheeks were flushed because she was flustered, or if it just came with her smile. Either way, he liked it.

“You better.” The ash-blonde haired boy let his own soft smile form on his lips, and the two gazed at each other in comfortable silence.

Maybe he won’t be that angry about this after all. 

#bakugou katsuki #bakugou x oc #fanfic #original character

[evesbeve]

It’s YOUR art!

So I’ve had this cork board in my room since forever, and no matter how many times I rearrange it, I NEVER end up with something that I like.

But yesterday that changed! I decided to use it to pin all the wonderful art you guys have made for me, whether it was a gift or a commission! So without any further ado, here it is!

Credits and extras under the cut!

Top Row (horizontally)

Me, Ali (@clumsinessinperson) and Ver (@xxwhisperapplexx) by Ali 

I mean, this isn’t exactly for me, but I love you guys and I needed a pic of us up there ;w; next time we’ll add hollie and bri too bc we need the whole squad

Christmas gift by @dahrissy

OKAY BUT THIS IS AWESOME BECAUSE IT’S AN ACTUAL DRAWING THAT CAME IN THE MAIL AND?? UM?? I LOVE IT, IT’S ADORABLE ;W; ILY RISSU, I WANNA HUG BOTH YOU AND @bananabrianna77, YOU’RE MY FAVE HUMANS

Fanart of my fic boundaries mean nothing by @we-never-stop-fighting

THIS IS THE FIRST TIME ANYONE’S EVER DRAWN SOMETHING OUT OF A FIC OF MINE? I pinned it on top of the cork board because I wanna look at it every time I write and get encouraged to continue! It means so much to me ;w; Also it’s Ben, and he’s one of my fave characters of all time so!! Thank you so much for sharing this with me, I literally cannot express how much it means to me!

Second Row

Clumsy and my OC Dam by Ali

THIS DRAWING IS LOWKEY THE REASON WE BECAME FRIENDS AND ILY? It means SO much to me, you don’t understand!!

Freddie the Corgi by @sarcasticscribbles

Not really a gift (it was a request though) but it’s Freddie and I love him so much!! He’s there to make me smile ;w;

Me and Ver by mE

This is the only thing on this cork board that’s actually drawn by me, because it’s simply iconic-

Birthday gift by @diamantdrache

AAAAA?? I love this one to death?? A shirt that says “Cole from Ninjago is GAY!” what more can I ask for? I love you?

Cora by @nerdwaifuu

Also a birthday gift! I can’t believe we’ve known each other for sO LONG? Like holy crap Bella, you’re one of the only people in the Ninjago people I’ve known since the Wattpad days (you and Lindsey, that is) and just!! I love you!!

Remaining drawings at the left

Revali by @dyradoodles

This was a gift for my birthday in 2018, and I love it so much ;w; Revali is still one of my top fave characters, and it warms my heart still!!

My profile pic by @itsaduckblrr

Okay, this is the only one I can 100% call iconic. I can’t believe it’s been more than a year since you made this? ‘Cause like? It’s such a long time, holy crap 0-0 It’s one of my favourites up there, for obvious reasons, aND I STILL DEMAND THAT YOU TAKE MY MONEY, I LOVE YOU

More Cora by @sweet-mymble

This is under arrest for being way too adorable, it has stolen my heart ;w; ily

Dam and frens!!! by @loud-quiet-and-fragile

This!! Is!! Adorable!! I love how you drew our characters together, they’d be great frens!!

Remaining drawings at the right

Me and Dam by @kara-is-so-ninja

Kara: I don’t have enough time to make you a bday gift, but happy bday!

Also Kara: hEY SO I MADE THIS WONDERFUL THING

dUUUDE THIS IS LITERALLY SO ADORABLE, I had to put it there. Also you’re awesome and ily and I wanted your art on my board ‘cause you’re amazing ;w;

Me by @donnapaella

THIS IS SO OLD?? AT LEAST TWO YEARS HAVE PASSED?? HOLY MOLY?? I remember sitting at the exact spot I’m sitting at right now and you sending me this and me going “!!!!!!!!!!! :O WHA?” I ADORE it. It’s just the best thing ever, and it makes me feel special every time I look at it, ily dude ;w;

Some good ol’ Pixane by @nightlybirdie

I mean, there was no way I wouldn’t put something about these two up there, but this was also a birthday gift and it’s just sO CUTE, and it makes me SCREAM! It’s the best bday gift ever, tysm Nightly ;w;

Dam and Revali by @esmiden

This was also for my bday in 2018 and AAAAAAAAA IT’S ADORABLE?? This is another one of these drawings that warms my heart, thank you so much Esmi!!

Mystery Drawing by Storm

I didn’t want to post a picture of this on tumblr because I don’t have a way to credit Storm through tumblr anymore (I only have their Discord and that’s private information) but it’s a drawing of me as a Hylian and Revali and it’s the most beautiful thing ever ;w;

The second big drawing on this board

Mikey, Donnie and Freddie commission by @sarcasticscribbles

THIS TAKES THE TEA, it’s one of my favourites up here (thus why it’s so huge), the reason we became friends, and also it’s beautiful, I LOVE IT AND I LOVE YOU!

Extras

The cutouts by Ali

They’re all made by Ali. All of them. No exceptions. That brings the total of Ali drawings to 5. Thank you for your contribution to my room, fren.

The polaroids

The one at the bottom left corner are some pictures of me, @totallyevan and our Dad. We look... Interesting, to say the least XD

The other one, (second row, last pin) is of me and my best friend. We tried to take a polaroid selfie. I still can’t decide whether it worked or not.

Fortune Cookie Fortune

That tiny piece of paper under Candaru’s drawing is actually a fortune from a fortune cookie!! It says “Everybody loves you.” and I found it very encouraging ^^

Undertale Pin

(right bottom corner of the TMNT drawing)

OKAY BUT I WANT MORE PINS, and this one is from Undertale!! It’s a sleeping annoying dog, ‘cause Toby Fox owns me,,,

That One Random Red String

YOU KNOW HOW THEY HAVE THESE IN CRIME STORIES WHEN THEY TRY TO SOLVE THE MYSTERY? Well, it means absolutely nothing here, but I figured it looked cool and it was lying around my room!

A Conclusion™

So, obviously I’ve saved some space for future drawings, and I’m planning on putting some drawings at the sides of my workplace as well (you can’t really see it but it’s there) but I just wanted to say THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH!

I could have never imagined how much support I’d get by posting my content here, but you guys surprised me anyway.

This blog (and my presence in social media in general) was made to share my work with the world, but most importantly, to spread positivity.

I’ve never asked for anything in return, yet you guys have given me so much.

And especially if we’re friends (because the majority of these are from friends!!), thank you so much for being here!! Some of these are the REASON we became friends, and I LOVE YOU.

It would be impossible to pin every single doodle, so if your art wasn’t up here, don’t take it personally! These were just some that have some story behind them, but I appreciate every single piece of art I am sent.

And not just art!! Your guys’ comments and support is more than enough for me. So for the bottom of my heart, THANK YOU SO MUCH!!

I’m trying to improve the environment I live in, and you guys are helping me so much with all your kind gestures. I don’t know how I could ever repay you, but I thank you for the bottom of my heart <3

#evelina nonesense #eve's faves #positivity #art #ninjago #botw #tmnt #rottmnt #ali i swear to god you're taking over my room and i am not complaining at all #but you have to promise me that you'll let me mail you a hundred copies of gay me #it actually has a clone #because i got the dimensions wrong at first #so watch your mail #:) #this was creepy okay #ily guys #all of you #you're the best

[maychorian]

Hey, so, i hope you're not bothered or annoyed by this, you can really just ignore me if you are... I just wanted to know if you could tell us about the future of yofa, bc I'm a shitty reader and too obsessed by your fic to sit and wait for the next chapter, although you're so amazing and super fast with the uploads. Like, is mcdaniels gonna play a role, or will tim have breakdowns or fights with the others, or anything else that would be okay to share? I'm really sorry for being like this

Ha, you're not annoying. I'm quite pleased to know that I have readers who are impatient for more, truly. The problem is that I don't really have answers for you, because I don't know. I've talked about this on my blog before, but I am very much a seat-of-the-pants kind of writer, or a gardener. I don't make outlines, because it's not fun for me to write like that. When I write a long, detailed outline, I lose all interest in actually writing the story, because it feels like I've already done it. It becomes work instead of play at that point, and fanfiction is very much my playtime.

I like to plant ideas and watch them grow, or dig the story up from the dirt of the subconscious like a big boulder (Stephen King's analogy for how he writes). One of my favorite writing quotes is about how writing a novel is like driving a car at night--you can only see as far as the headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way. I believe that's from E.L. Doctorow, and I don't know who that is, but I agree with that philosophy.

This has the downside of me having tons of WIPs that will probably never be finished, at least one in every fandom I've written more than a one-shot for. But the upside is that I have a lot of fun writing, and I go through the same emotional rollercoaster as my readers. I often feel compelled to keep writing because I want to know what happens next, just like you do.

That's also why I don't have an update schedule. That would require me to have, like, a backlog of chapters, or at least some idea of what's happening next. I tend to write a chapter over the course of three or four hours, give it a cursory reading for typos, and post it immediately. I usually only figure out what the next chapter is going to be about after cogitating on the last one I wrote for a few days. Right now, I'm thinking that the next chapter will be about Tim's friends visiting him at the manor, but I need to read more Young Justice before I feel comfortable writing Conner, Bart, and Cassie, so it might be a while before that chapter comes out. Or I could realize that something else needs to happen first, as has happened several times over the course of the story.

I do have...vague ideas about what might be up ahead in the future. Someday. Maybe. These ideas might or might not happen, or they might be in a different form by the time I get to them. I'll put them under a read more, just in case anyone wants to avoid even possible spoilers.

Edit: Frigging heck, tumblr won’t save the read more line. Whatever, if you don’t want to see possible spoilers, hit J on your keyboard now.

As for McDaniels, he will be returning to the story, but I'm not sure when. It might be at the end, as some sort of catharsis for Tim, or it might be in the middle as part of a plot complication. For now he's too much of a useful motivation for Tim to have anxiety and Jason to want to protect him, therefore keeping Jason in the picture when he might otherwise take off. The family and their allies will keep looking for him, and it's going to be a major frustration and source of friction that he's so hard to find. I definitely have a picture in my head of Tim going out in the city for the first time since the incident and thinking he sees McDaniels, then having an anxiety attack that Jason or someone else will have to comfort him through. That idea has been in my head since very early in the writing process, but who knows if it will happen.

Tim having breakdowns? Very probable. Fights? Maybe. Eventually he and Dick do need to work out the hurt between them. But Dick has promised to let Tim take the lead on that, so it will have to be on his terms, and I don't know when Tim will be ready for that conversation.

I have ideas about Damian. I'm thinking that Tim is going to be very bored, waiting for his body to heal enough that he can do things again. He can't even exercise until his ribs and knee heal up some, he can't swim with his casts, he can only type with one finger, and that kind of hurts...all he's going to be able to do for a while is sit around and watch TV or listen to Jason read to him, and that's going to get old, fast. So he might take an interest in Damian. Damian is puzzling, and Tim likes to solve puzzles. It remains to be seen whether or not Damian will appreciate the attention. Probably not.

But Damian's feelings are evolving, too. He hasn't been in prolonged contact with Tim...ever. And he has promised to be civil, as well. It's going to force them to find new ways to communicate, new ways to be around each other. Jason might also be helpful for bridging the gap there, since he spent time with the League and will probably understand Damian in a way no one else does.

Also, bored Tim results in Jason taking him on rides on his motorcycle. Great bonding. Tim likes to go fast.

Once the casts come off and the pins comes out, Tim's hands are going to be very weak and shaky. He's going to need a lot of therapy, and it's going to be frustrating and painful. Also: hand massages help. (Dick is also going to keep treating his back, trying to minimize the scarring from the whip marks. Because it really, really sucks for a teenage kid to have whip scars.) So they're all going to take turns massaging Tim's hands when they get cramped, and it's going to turn out that Damian is the best at it. Damian is going to be territorial about this, because it's something tangible he can do that is visibly helping, and as much of a brat as Damian is, he also has the heroic, helpful impulse as well. Once the dust settles and Damian and Tim are more like friends and brothers than they have been in the past, Damian will be just as protective of Tim as everyone else in this story. That's the end goal I have for them.

One thing that will happen relatively soon is Bruce enacting a Big Comfy Couch Protocol, or BCCP for short, in order to be a better dad to his children, all of whom have trauma of varying levels. When one of the kids is having a bad day, or feeling fragile, or suffering nightmares or flashbacks or what have you, or just needs their dad for whatever reason, all they have to do is tell Bruce that they need to activate BCCP, or BCC Protocol. Bruce will nod seriously, then set aside at least an hour in his schedule. And they will go sit together on a big comfy couch in a quiet room, just the two of them. It might involve cuddling, or talking, or just being together, whatever the kid needs. But it'll be just the two of them, no work, no books or movies, no distractions. Because Bruce needs to be very deliberate about connecting with and being there for his kids, and putting a structured protocol in place to make sure that happens is a very Batman thing to do.

Tim will probably drag Jason along for his BCCP time, because of the bodyguard thing. (And because Jason would never do it for himself, and Tim knows he needs it and is not even a tiny bit above manipulation to get his way or help other people.) Eventually they're all gonna like it, though.

And...that's pretty much it, so far. I think about this story a lot, so new ideas pop up and float away in my head all the time, but they're mostly about what's going to happen or might happen in the next chapter. Like, I imagined the conversation between Jason and Bruce going a bunch of different ways. Once I actually sat down and wrote it, though, it turned out differently than anything I'd come up with in my head before.

And that's why I like writing this way. It's always surprising. I let the characters go, and they do things I don't expect ninety percent of the time.

#askbox #yofa #writing #Anonymous

[nctverse]

Boyfriend!Lucas

anonymous asked:

Bf lucas and haechan pretty please? 😍😍😍😍 And your cuddle analysis was so cute!!! Maybe a kiss analysis in the future? 😭

lord help me this was so fun to write, esp the smut jUST SAYIN thank you for the request!! also thank you so much everyone!! i've had this blog for like 3 days and i'm already almost at 100 followers you guys are actually the best i have no words 🤧🤧

Genre; fluff with some smutty smut at the end 

MASTERLIST

Date

god this dude is pure boyfriend material

he’s such a flirt

i can see him liking to either take you to a cute park

or a club/bar

but for the sake of this post not being so similar to all the other ones i’ll do the club/bar

when he went to pick you up and saw what you were wearing he almost lost his shit right then and there

he put his hand on your hips, backing you up against the door, pressing his body against yours

his eyes were locked on you as he huskily whispered against your lips

“damn babe i’m not gonna be able to keep my mind off you”

this part is supposed to be sweet and i’m here rUINING IT LET ME GET BACK TO THE CUTE SHIT

i mean this whole part is gonna be kinda suggestive bc it’s a club tbh

once you guys got to the club you hit the bar to “loosen up”

you two didn’t get suuuuper drunk

just like tipsy-drunk sjsjsh

it wasn’t too crowded so it was more enjoyable

when you two finally went out to dance he danced close loving the way you were shameless and danced how ever you wanted to

when he danced with you it wasn’t like super nasty gross drunk club dance

it was for sure cleaner

he loved the way your body felt against his

not nessesarily in a sexual way

but more like he loves your warmth, knowing that your his it gave him a rush because he just loves you so much

he just ignored all the people around you and thrived in your presence as if it was just you and him

Skinship

he’s so clingy

mega soft

he would spontaneously carry you

it always caught you off guard

he’d just walk up next to you then

wHOOP

and then you were suddenly bridal style in his arms

or when you hug him

since he’s like 8ft tall

you’d wrap your arms around his neck burring your face in that little nook when he lifts you up with his arms around your waist

he’d also spin you around like that bc he’s so soft

i’m weak

loves it when you sit on his lap because it’s so intimate

there were so many things you could do

he would just lovingly gaze into your eyes with his goofy smile

you’d cup his cheeks in your palms, smiling as well, pressing tons of cute pecks all over his beautiful features

he’s always cuddling with you

and i mean

always

is also on team “please pet me”

he just loves all forms of affection

hugs and kisses are definitely his favorite though

in public he would still hug and kiss you

he didn’t care much about pda tbh

unless it made you uncomfortable

also on team “back hug”

loves it when you back hug him bc you look so soft it melted his heart

and when he back hugged you he loved the way you looked up at him

leaning down pressing cute kisses all over you face

whiny when you didn’t pay attention to him

would just pull you onto his lap when you walked past him

attacking you with affection

Sex with Yukhei

hes a lil freaky

i can already feel this is gonna b long (or as long as tumblr will let me make it) edit: i wrote this on mobile bc i'm not home and i hit max jsjdkdkd i literally can't write anymore bullets

also a dom

i cant really see him being a sub unless you begged¿

but if your begging that kinda makes him the dom anyway so did you loose or did you loose?

the biggest tease

he loves ghosting his lips over the places you want them most

looking at you and just waiting for you to beg

he was pretty patient so he would just flat out refuse to give you any satisfaction until you begged

and if you tried to lean up and forcefully kiss him he’d put you in your place so quick

pinning you to the bed and teasing you even more

he’d leave you a whining begging sweaty wet MESS before giving you what you really wanted

he loves going down on you

but only when you behave

for sure calls you babygirl or something like that

thigh riding ohmygod

guys he’s really thick

hands down the best thigh to ride in nct maybe that’s just me

the way his muscles flex underneath your soaking heat had your back arching and hand’s tangling in his hair, pleasure overwhelming

he’d grip your hips guiding you along his thigh UGH

his grip was so tight he probably left bruises bc you rile him up thAT much

the fact the he knew he could have you shaking and whimpering with just his thigh was such an ego boost not that he needed it

his moans ohmygod

his moans were deep and just so sINFUL

tbh just that sound could have dripping, and begging for him to ruin you

i can also see him being into slight hair pulling

he’d love it both ways

when you two make out he would tug the hairs close to your neck from the root to angle your head upwards to he can trail his kisses and bites to your neck,, or

he’s snapping his hips into you roughly and you just snake your hand up to thread it in his soft brown locks giving it a slight tug

hes head would fall into the crook of your neck letting his deep husky moans fill the space

his moans would send pulses of pure pleasure flow throughout your body as you reached your orgasm

he won’t stop without letting you orgasm bc he’s a gentle man

after sex he’d a big baby

he’d just immediately get all soft and want to cuddle

it would be hard to believe that he was the same person pounding you just seconds earlier

he’ll also apologize for being so rough

the type to for sure fall asleep afterwards but he would clean you up too because he loves you so much and doesn’t want you to get up

#LORD #that was filthy #hoe you liked it #bc i sure did #nctwriters #nct boyfriend #nct #nct 127 #nct dream #nct u #nct 2018 #nct scenarios #nct imagine #nct smut #nct fluff #kpop #kpop fanfiction #nct blog #nct fanfic #nct angst #nct taeil #nct johnny #nct taeyong #nct yuta #nct jaehyun #nct kun #nct winwin #nct doyoung #nct ten #nct jungwoo

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Ok so I've watched Love, Simon twice now (and read Simon vs twice in between) so here are my thoughts!! It got super long and kinda rambly oops so I'll put in under the cut but I wanted to share everything! Obviously there are a bunch of spoilers. 

In love, Simon, I think there are 2 things that are for straight people, but everything else is for our experience (even if other things comfort straight people it's primarily for us, I believe). These two things are the whole "I'm just like you" thing, although that also served the purpose of showing us Simon's life super easily and also we've gotta get the cishets in somehow so I find that acceptable. The other whole thing is the Ferris wheel thing at the end. Why was there a crowd. That's not at all how it went down in Simon vs - it was much more private there. That scene was very much for straight consumption, both the audience and the audience at the Ferris wheel in the damn movie. I recognise that a great gay kiss is rare and I do cherish it I just hate the fucking crowd. So unnecessary. 

Onto the deal with Ethan. I generally liked how this was done. I know that it felt like he was put in as a comparison against Simon to show how Simon is a Straight Gay that is Acceptable, but they amended this with the conversation between Simon and Ethan at the vice principals office at the end ish, where Simon acknowledged that Ethan was doing good. I mean Simon literally said that he was jealous of how out and comfortable Ethan was in himself. I know Simon also was feeling the homophobia worse when it was directed at him as well as Ethan, but I honestly think that snide comments isn't as bad as the fucking public performance. I know the snide remarks suck! And they made Simon super uncomfortable! But I do feel like they at least feel different, even if both were directed at the same person.

The scene with his dad apologising for the low key homophobic shit Simon had to sit through!! Was so good!!! Yes this is what should happen!! I know it's a little awkward but still I'm really glad they included this. I do appreciate the deal with drunk Simon in Simon vs just as much though. That was very good like damn I love it.

One problem I had was that I sometimes found it hard to believe that Simon was gay. Maybe this is just me, but with a few of the scenes after he was outed, it didn't feel like it was quite the same person (further showing that cishets don't fully understand coming out) but I was generally ok with it. Like it didn't detract too much from the story, and I think there are some scenes where Nick Robisnon did an excellent job.

Ok who doesn't hate Simon's friends in the movie when they all just. Ditch him. On the day where he has to face the school after being forcibly outed. And like ok maybe they thought that being outed wasn't so terrible bc no-one is even homophobic uwu but like. They saw the deal at lunch. We got to see them seeing and looking kinda guilty but not that guilty!! Not enough to go fucking at least sit with him in solidarity after that shit happens!! And they were barely inconvenienced anyway! Like damn guys he wasn't even a good liar anyway they were all so on the spot and "shit no I'm being literally blackmailed right now" I just can't believe they left him that day. Like damn. Also surely they were worried about looking homophobic? Like Simon is outed and suddenly all of his friends are gone? Surely people would assume they were homophobic and they would know that. Idk just thought it looked super sus. His friends in Simon vs were much better imo.

I really want to punch Martin!! I think he was definitely worse in the movie than in the book though - and I also found him a little more believable in Simon vs. Maybe I was just receiving less second hand embarrassment though.

While I'm disappointed Cal didn't get as much in movie or get shown he's bi, which was all fantastic in Simon vs, I do really like how they showed some Simon and Bram stuff early. And the Halloween party was awesome to watch. And the deal with Bram and the girl I'm really glad happened. While the whole stuff with girls happened with Simon in Simon vs (in mentioning ex girlfriends after knowing he was gay) but the denial by just pretending to be straight is very real and I'm so so glad that was included in some way.

I don't believe there was only one openly gay kid in the whole school. Like what kind of bullshit. That's where Simon vs was more believable to me. Even though there are other out people, coming out is still scary. Although I guess it's kinda nice to have some rep of one of the first.

After reading the gay bar/restaurant scene I'm disappointed it couldn't be included, especially bc of the drunk Simon confronting his dad I mentioned earlier. I also wish references to the fanfic and Blue's awakening by an actual real life person were there but they aren't particularly important I guess.

Simon every time his dad is slightly homophobic or any of that is so real. The most real thing ever. Idk what else to say except I think that cishet people don't realise that we notice all that shit and we react pretty much like Simon and I'm glad it was included and hopefully they notice! Because it's something they should be more aware of I think.

While I'm glad that creeksecrets wasn't a Tumblr (or at least not explicitly), I don't know what it was?? I'm so lost as to what is actually was. But let's be real do any schools have a Tumblr like that anyway? And surely if they did, there'd be literally any kind of moderation? Which would stop the damn Martin post getting through.

Simon was so bad at dancing like damn is that a Simon thing or can Nick Robinson also not dance?? Like he didn't even do the hands in the musical but also even in the gay uni scene he just looked awkward as fuck. That's not good gay rep man like hun we can dance better than that!!! (I'm ofc mostly joking but seriously his dancing was painful to watch I wish Keiynan could have done it)

Random thing I find it kinda funny how it's the new people to their group that have milk? Like the original three are milkless but Abby and Bram are the new kids to the car ride and both have milk??

Also Abby should be nowhere near the rest of them? Idk like the house looked too rich for her backstory.

Also Martin is a bitch.

"Ethan came out at 16" bitch you're 17. That's like a year ago ish. The only way I can justify that comment to make it make any sense in my head is to make it "technically out at 16 but really everyone knew since 14".

Also the vice principal with the pride pin but still being a little hmmmm not fantastic was so real. Like yes taking no bullying seriously so yay! But uhhh Simon knows you're a hetero you've made that pretty fucking clear you don't need to mention that while Simon is feeling isolated as shit also just bc there are two gay people doesn't mean they're dating like!!! What!!! Where do people even get that!! Although it ties in to the Cal in the book thing like gays also fall for specific people! Like I mean yeah Simon also falls for anyone that smiles at him but that's bc he's projecting! Once he reckons that person isn't Blue then he stops liking them because he's putting the personality of Blue onto whoever it is! Aka really only falling for one person!! Ok this point got off track but I think I made the point.

The exhale speech was just. So nice. Lots of love. Good addition.

And also that bit where Bram is throwing shade at movies and the world in general being all like yep someone get be of THREE minority groups whodathunk but look here I am!! It was just so good that was some top shit there.

Sooo yeah that's my long rambly post about this! My other post was better but I need to express my FEELINGS but like A LOT.

#love simon #svthsa #me ranting sorry #love simon spoilers