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cieloclercs · 8 months

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congrats on your 1K you deserve it‼️‼️

when you have the time could you write for lewis hamilton + nepo!reader ( male or female ) who is an actress / actor?

king of my heart — lewis hamilton

pairing. lewis hamilton x nepo baby!actress!reader

genre. social media au

face claim. gigi hadid

warnings. mentions of age gap, swearing, some online hate, lewis and reader are literally the hottest couple ever, daniel lowkey trolling lando, sex jokes ??, mixed up met gala years sorryyyy, some inaccuracies with race outcomes shshsh

author’s note. hello anon! thank you for being my first request for my 1k event 🥰 i wasn’t sure if you wanted an imagine style thing or not so i’ve gone for a social media au. hope that’s ok ! if not just let me know and i can redo this for you <3

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lewishamilton The happiest 4 years with my Queen 🤍 Here’s to forever x

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somerandomdudelmao · 8 months

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It's Cass appreciation time!!! Don't get me wrong, I think we all appreciate you exactly all the time, but I wanted to write it out because I'm filled with SO MUCH LOVE RIGHT NOW THAT I PHYSICALLY CAN'T CONTAIN IT.

So!

First and foremost, I think you're a wonderful person. I may not know you personally, but the way in which you go about things - not just in your comic, but the way you interact with people - just leaves me in awe. You're so gentle but in the most chaotic way possible, and it makes me so happy to be alive. You're supportive of people and the things they create, while also just... spreading the joys of not just the fandom, but so many other things too. You're one of the people on here that unites the fandom as a whole, and it's so inspiring! You bring so much love here, and I admire that about you.

Another thing that I admire is that you know what your limits are and that you take care of yourself. I see so many people these days who don't - some who just forget, some who don't realize they're doing it, and others who blatantly refuse to do so - and it's frustrating to see. I want to help them (aka: wrap them in a blanket burrito to protect them from the world, offer coping skills, give them the support they need- the list goes on), but I can't really do much of that without burning myself out. Which is why I love to see you take care of yourself - whenever I see those asks that are like "reminder to drink water / rest / take a break", it reminds me that I need to do it too, and I'm positive that it reminds others as well. That, and it's refreshing to see!

I also love how creative and spontaneous you are! The plots you come up with, as well as the characterization and overall flow of the story - not to mention the PERFECT amount of fluff and angst you give us (WITH THE PROMISE OF A HAPPY ENDING??? OH MY GOD)- leaves me floored every time! I don't know a whole lot about writing and portraying things, but I've learned a bunch just by what you do. LETS ALSO REMEMBER ALL THE SMALL DETAILS YOU PUT INTO THIS - THE PARALLELS, THE LITTLE SHOWS OF AFFECTION,AND JUST- EVERYTHING??? GHDBDKDBSJ

AHH!

You inspire me to create, and whenever I have the confidence to post what I'm working on, I'll be sure to tag you (bc all of it is related to your comic)!

I have so much to say, but not nearly enough words to fully express it! But this is also getting much longer than I thought it would, and as much as I want to sing you praises all day, there's not enough time. So to wrap this up:

From the bottom of my heart, thank you for all that you do. I'm sure it's not easy - you're a whole person outside of this, and everyone has bad days - so, again, thank you. I may not know you personally, but I still care a great deal about you. Please keep taking care of yourself! Drink some water, have a snack, take a nap, make some time for yourself - whatever it is, have a fantastic time hon. You deserve it.

Keep being amazing, and I wish you the best!

Until next time, dearie ^-^

Oh god I don't even know what to say jcdtujdsukcdhb thank you yhank you thank you so much you just brightened my day I

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saetoru · 2 years

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#𝐒𝐇𝐄’𝐒 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋, 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐘

☰ SYNOPSIS ⋮ no matter how wrong it is, you still can't seem to stay away from your best friend's ex ; part two of girl, you're such a backstabber — but can be read alone

— pairing ⋮ gojo satoru x reader

— length ⋮ 2.2k words

— contents ⋮ nsfw and 18+ content, fem! reader, mentions of betrayal (gojo is your best friend’s ex and you fuck him), mutual pining, lovesick! gojo, college parties, fingering, mirror sex, unprotected sex, creampie, pet names (sweetheart, princess, baby)

— notes ⋮ this was based on this ask and i decided to make a mini part 2 bc i actually rly liked this lil au so yeah

as much as he tells himself that this is just for show, gojo can’t lie—sometimes the mean, angry attitude you offer him when people are around makes his stomach churn just a little. he knows it’s just to keep your best friend off your tails, to make sure she doesn’t know you’re fucking her ex-boyfriend, to make sure people don’t hear the gossip and spread the rumors you’re so painfully trying to avoid.

but still. gojo wishes he could have his hands planted on your hips like half the other men in this room with their girlfriends, he wishes he could lean down and whisper something in your ear and make you giggle, he wishes he could have you on his arms like he’s always wanted—and not have to answer to anyone about it.

but he scoffs, rolls his eyes and plays his part in perfectly chuckling like he’s amused, grinning at you like you’re simply entertaining as you glare at him.

“still mad, sweetheart?” he bats his lashes at you, watching your lips curl deeper into a scowl. he hates it. wants to kiss the scowl off your lips and show the room that they’re the same lips that press firmly against his, the same lips that wrap around his dick in the backseat of his car, the same lips that cry his names like prayers off your tongue.

“do you ever shut up?” you hiss, your best friend right beside you as she glares at him with a scowl of her own.

it’s not fair. she’s over him—he’s pretty sure she has someone new too if what he’s heard has any truth to it. she doesn’t love him anymore, and he’s starting to question if she ever really did in the first place.

so why can’t he just have you?

“don’t get your panties in a twist,” he chuckles, “plenty of room for all of us to be here without catfights,” he grins at you like you’re nothing but a nuisance.

but you’re more than that.

you’re soft and sweet and kind, you kiss his lips and drink him in like water from a well on scorching summers, you wrap your arms around him like the weight of him blankets you whole, and you sink your fingertips into his hair like the strands are your lifeline grasped into your touch. and when you whisper his name, in that way that sounds so right only when you say it, he’s sure he’ll never feel this way ever again.

it’s simply not fair.

why can’t he love you in peace? he swears he’ll do it right this time—promises, bargains even, to the world that he’ll make up for the times he wasn’t always the best man who did the best things. he’ll treat you like you deserve, kiss you closer every chance he gets, hold you tighter if that’s what you ask, give you his heart as it beats right in his hand, bleeding and raw if that’s what it takes.

so why can’t he just have you—the one and only thing he asks for?

he’s quick to press you against the wall in the bathroom when you meet him there. his hands cupping your cheeks and bringing you closer like this is the last he’ll ever get of you, hungrily sucking on your lips as your eyes flutter shut and your hands fist his shirt. gojo is intoxicating—you can’t blame your best friend for sticking with him for as long as she has, for staying right by his side even as it tears her apart from the seams.

but he’s nothing like the asshole you knew when he was hers, nothing like the man you hated so deeply. he’s gentle with you, he holds you like you’re glass and cradles you to his chest. he’s not distant, he lets you see the softer and rounder sides of him, the ones that are less rigid and cold, the ones that are silly and less tapered and make your heart melt. he’s not selfish, he doesn’t ever ask for anything in return when he gives, pouring his soul out for you like it’s his privilege to give in the first place.

so you kiss him back—because you can’t help yourself. this gojo isn’t the same gojo you’ve seen and heard. this gojo is yours—and your gojo is meant to be loved, so why shouldn’t you? even if in secret, you can’t help but love him.

“love being so mean to me,” he mumbles against your mouth, “‘m startin’ to think you want to break my heart.”

you peck his jaw, making his eyes close and his breath exhale shakily. “well, someone has to keep you in line,” you hum.

“we could tell her,” he says quietly. you don’t say anything, and he has his answer—but it doesn’t make his heart drop any slower, or any less painfully, and he wonders when he’ll get to stop loving you from behind the scene, without shadows curtaining you like you don’t deserve the light.

“satoru,” you sigh softly, “you know we can’t—”

“right,” he nods quickly, “forget i said it.”

it’s desperate, the way you kiss him again. deep and hard, but still gentle enough not to hurt the already tender wounds. he grips your hips, fingers digging into them as he pulls you closer, grinding his hips against yours as you groan into each other’s mouths.

“toru, what if—”

“just be quiet,” he cuts you off, “you can do that, can’t you baby?” he plays dirty—lets his hand wander to your chest from under your shirt, squeezing around your breast and making you melt against him as you nod. “good,” he hums, satisfied with your response.

he’s quick to rid you both of your pants, slipping them down your legs and spreading your thighs to slip fingers to your folds. he smiles at the way you’re dripping when he gathers your slick on his fingers, sliding along your entrance teasingly before slowly sinking into you. you whimper, arms wrapping around his neck and clinging to him as he’s knuckles deep into your pussy.

“gotta be quiet, kay sweetheart? don’t want your little friend of yours to get suspicious now, do you?” you quickly shake your head, biting your lip and trying to fight back the whines that beg to slip from your mouth as he curls his fingers into you, angling into your sweet spot effortlessly—like it’s muscle memory.

“t-toru,” you gasp quietly, “fuck—feels good,” you moan softly, grinding your hips down onto his digits, meeting him halfway as he bullies into your cunt and stretches you open as he drags along your tight walls.

“yeah?” he chuckles, “anyone else make you feel this good? hmm? you let anyone else feel this pussy?” he growls against your neck before nipping at the skin, scattering kisses until he meets your jaw.

“no,” you gasp, “n-never—jus’ you, toru. only you—oh.” he fucks you with his fingers like it’s a skill only he’s perfected—like only he knows what pace to set and what spot to hit and what words to say to make you break.

so he does. he quickens the thrust of his fingers, lets his palm glide over your clit as his fingertips hit the sensitive spot against your walls, and kisses your forehead as he murmurs, “c’mon, sweetheart. be good and cum for me, yeah? cum all pretty for me, princess.”

your legs shake and your head is leaned back against the wall, hands fisting his hair as you cum on his fingers, walls spasming around him before you let out a mewl of his name—one he quickly cuts off with a press of his lips.

“shh,” he chuckles, “can’t keep this a secret if you can’t even keep quiet, baby,” he grins smugly, “do i make it that hard? no one else makes you feel this good, is that it?”

you would roll your eyes as you ride out your peak—if they weren’t rolled to the back of your head, that is. but really, you can hear the uncertainty behind his words—like he’s scared maybe there is someone better, someone who you can kiss at a party and dance along with without worrying about anyone else. someone who you can take pictures with and post. someone whose hand you can hold as you walk around. someone who you can tell your friends about—without worrying about losing them.

“i don’t think anyone makes you feel as good either,” you shoot back through quiet pants as you catch your breath, “you can’t keep away from me.”

“no one makes me feel what you do,” he says instantly, unashamed. and then he twists you to stand in front of the sink, hands flat on the counter to hold you upright as you stare at your reflection through the mirror. gojo grins at you from behind, lazily stroking his exposed cock and sighing softly at the friction.

you watch as his fist drags along his length, squeezing around the head before stroking down again, smearing the dribbling pre cum from the tip until he’s glistening and the squelching sound of his fist fucking his cock fills the room. he looks pretty, like a picture painted before you with slow strokes and vivid colors, like an exhibit that draws the breath from your lungs as you stare at his lips part and his eyes flutter closed. he clenches his jaw when he pulls away, and then his hands are on your hips, pulling you back before rubbing his fat tip along your entrance.

you both shudder before you whine over your shoulder, “please toru. need you—oh,” you gasp, cutting yourself off when he slides into you with one quick thrust of his hips, burying himself to the hilt as he groans muffled against your shoulder. he’s big—stretches you out with a slight burn, but it quickly dissipates into pleasure he as slowly rocks his hips into you.

“see that? see how good i fit into you?” he grunts into your ear, meeting your eyes through your reflection before darting down to your wet cunt, watching you sucking him in as he ruts into you. “gotta make sure this pussy’s molded to my cock,” he grins, “can’t let anyone else fit, can i? gotta have you all to myself.”

“toru,” you whine pathetically, trying your best to keep your voice a quiet whisper as the music and the laughter from the party pounds on behind the door that separates you from everyone else. “toru, please—”

“still can’t keep quiet, sweetheart?” he mocks, rolling his hips into a particularly harsh thrust, making your hand fly to your mouth as you can’t help but mewl when the head of his cock kisses your spot perfectly. he grunts into your shoulder, biting it gently as you flutter around him, hugging around his length tighter.

he slips in and out of you, thick veins dragging along your sensitive walls, skin slapping as the wet sound of his length pounding into your cunt drowns out any of the sounds from the party outside.

“‘m close,” you whimper, biting your bottom teeth between your teeth, “fuck—’m so close, toru. please,” you sob quietly.

“me too, baby,” he rasps, “cum with me, yeah? sh-shit, wanna feel you so bad.”

it’s instant, the effect of his words—they make you shatter, falling apart against him as you squeal when your second orgasm rips through you. gojo doesn’t take long to follow, groaning quietly against your shoulder as he feels you suck him in while your walls spasm around him. he falls apart with thick, hot ropes of cum painting your walls, cock twitching inside of you with each ribbon he fucks into you.

it makes his hands grip your tighter, chest heaving with labored pants as he sloppily rolls his hips and desperately rides out both of your highs—right until you both whine slightly from the pleasure becoming too much.

“jus’ can’t get enough of you, sweetheart,” he mumbles, “‘s never enough.”

you’re quiet, letting him grab your hips and spin you around, letting his head fall back to the crook of your neck as he cradles your body against his chest. you can’t fight the urge to bury your hand into his hair and stroke at the locks, sighing when he wraps you in his arms tighter when he feels your nails drag soothingly against his scalp.

“this is getting out of hand, toru,” you mumble. he tenses, breath hitching, “we should—”

“hello?” you hear a knock on the door, and then you both freeze, bodies going rigid with shock, “is someone in here? can you please hurry up?”

the voice is familiar—one you both know all too well. the same voice gojo has heard scream back at him over and over. the same voice you’ve heard cry to you through the phone. the same voice that haunts you both every time you meet like this. the same voice you’re both trying to escape in the first place.

“this door’s been locked forever,” you hear your best friend huffs, “hurry up, you’re holding up a line.”

you’re not sure how you’re supposed to get out of this one—but maybe, you think, it’s about time for you to get what you deserve.

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fairycosmos · 1 month

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I'm sorry to do this bc I know you get so many ppl venting and you have your own shit to deal with and yet ppl on here constantly implicitly ask you to console them which is incredibly emotionally labour intensive. However all that being said. I found out my cat who is 9 but is very young looking and active and shows no sign of pain or suffering has large cell lymphoma (general prognosis 6-9 months) and I'm literally broken. She's my best friend. I've been through years where I've had no friends but I've always had her and she's everything to me and I've known a lot of cats who live to late teens so I had expected that for her and this has come out of nowhere and is just so soul destroying because she is my whole world and I love her so so much. she's literally saved my life (have been at the point of kms so many times but didn't for her) and now she probably wont be here next year and I don't know how to keep existing without her and I didn't know who else to tell. I really appreciate your kind and honest presence on this site it's very cleansing and healing and ik this is a parasocial thing to say/feel but you are like a friend to so many. so thanks. even just having a space to say this stuff is invaluable. You have helped and comforted and offered love and insight to so many people despite your own suffering. Much love to you, I hope the universe treats you with lots of kindness going forward.

i am so so sorry to hear this - sometimes i honestly can't believe how cruel life can be. i wish there was something tangible i could say that would make a change to what you're feeling but my experience with grief (all types of grief esp preemptive grief like what you're dealing with) has proven to me that words often ring hollow when you're going through it. i do want to offer some understanding and some comfort despite that, i just know it may be hard for you to register right now and that's alright. losing a pet is so so deeply painful and it's completely normal to be devastated and taken aback by this news - anyone would be. at the same time it sounds like your cat is deeply lucky to have you and to be loved so completely by someone. while what you're both going through is horrific, i am so glad she has you to take care of her and that she ended up having a wonderful life with you - the gift you have given her and continue to give her every day just by being her owner is huge and i hope you continue to remind yourself that as you confront there next few months. she is warm and fed and taken care of and she has the best chance of living longer with her condition bc of the care and love you continue to show her. i know this is much much easier said than done but please try to take it one day at a time and make every moment count with her - it's easy to get lost in the idea of losing her but she is still here and you still have time together, albeit not as much time as you both deserve. i can't stand how much of a gamble of luck everything seems to be and how horrible things happen to ppl and animals who truly deserve so much more - that anger, despair and incredulity still hits me day after day and i feel it very hard on your behalf rn. you have every right in the world to process that sense of feeling like your soul has been destroyed on whatever timeline works for you. as long as you continue to move forward, hour to hour or minute to minute despite it all.

are you able to talk to any friends/family about this? i only ask bc pet loss is one of the hardest things in the world to go through and i think having some sort of super system could make the days feel a little more manageable. if not, please feel free to message me and share updates, stories, vents etc about your cat and how you're doing - i lost my childhood dog a few yrs back and i do understand. it's such a heavy feeling to carry around with you all the time. i would also recommend joining a pet loss support group as another option too, bc so so many people sadly completely get what youre going through. i hope your little girl is doing OK today and that you are taking care of yourself as much as you feel able to as you process this news. if you need to break down, go to sleep, scream, punch pillows, be numb - that's alright. there's no wrong way to react to this. i just hope you give yourself some grace as you do. sending so so much love to you both - and thank you so much for the insanely kind words by the way. you didn't have to say that and it really made my night better that you did. so sorry you're in this position. X

#anon #ask chloe

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hannieluvsyou · 6 months

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Drift Away. (Part One)

Xu Minghao x Reader (ft. Moon Junhui)

description: wherein your love for him slowly fades into blurry lines, and he realizes too late.

genre: angst

warnings: unrequited feelings (for now), swearing, Minghao is painfully oblivious

note: : I apologize in advance for any typos or grammatical errors. (This is also my first time writing angst hihihi). I'm also planning to make multiple parts bc I'm too lazy to write this all in one go.

Xu Minghao. My best friend. My star.

In this world, he is the only thing I have. I cherish him, more than anything but.. It's all one sided.

I give him everything. My time, my attention, my support, everything. But nothing is ever enough for him to see these lines I created that connects us. The lines that hold clarity, sincerety, and love that is meant for him and him only. The love that he failed to comprehend.

I was aware that he never asked for this, but I can't help it. His smile that lights up the whole atmosphere, his laugh that levels with the hymns of the angels in heaven, his heart that's full of warmth. He deserves more than this world has to offer.

But, his heart was out of reach, already beating and seeking for another.

But it's okay. It's not his fault. It's me who keeps on hoping that maybe, maybe things will take a turn. Maybe he might see me, too. It's my fault for letting myself fall in love with him so easily.

It was inevitable though, he's so fucking easy to love! Everything he does holds no flaw, every action carries grace, every word comes out like silk, what's not to love?

Even if I know that my love will continue to rot between us, I find myself still falling for him despite everything.

But.. I don't think I can fall for him any deeper. I had already reached the bottom of this sorrowful pit that I filled with false hope.

The false hope that I clung onto for the past years with him.

Today was the day that I decided to climb out of that pitiful pit.

It was a normal day. Nothing special going on, no events of any kind. Atleast that's what I thought.

I was getting ready to go to the grocery store since I ran out of stuff to eat but suddenly Minghao texted me, saying he needed help with something. Of course I couldn't refuse, it was him after all.

But oh how I wish I could rewind time and decline.

He arrived at my apartment looking clammy and nervous but I could sense some excitement hiding in there. As he flopped down beside me he finally looked at me and said the things that I wish I didn't hear. The words that I wished were aimed at me.

"Please help me confess to Lijuan."

I can feel my heart drop down.

Lijuan. My ex-best friend. How fucking ironic.

She's not only my ex-best friend, but also a backstabbing manipulator who took everything away from me when we were kids. Everyone I talked to back then, suddenly end up vanishing since little miss perfect was bad mouthing me.

I don't know how to feel, I want to disagree but I can't. I want to be selfish, but I had no right.

"Of course." I wanted to fucking cry but his wide grin and sparkly eyes made my lips quirk up a bit.

"Thank you! I knew I could count on you." He sighed in relief and proceeded to bid his goodbyes since he has to prepare for this big moment.

After he left, I was left on the couch alone. I didn't know what to do. I was heartbroken and devastated, yet what right do I have?

I decided to not go to the grocery store anymore since I lost every ounce of my appetite. Minghao said he'll text me the details about his confession, saying he'll take her out to this fancy dinner and break the ice to her.

I wanted to tell him about Lijuan, but I doubt that he'll even believe the shit that she has done to me.

I lay down on my couch and just stared at the ceiling above me, I wanted to cry but no tears came whatsoever.

'Maybe we were never meant to be after all..'

I was about to drift off to sleep but a sudden 'ding!' made me sit up and grab my phone.

Haohao: hey, would you mind picking up the flowers i ordered? They're already paid so u just have to pick them up.

Haohao: [location]

I stare at the message for a bit before typing my response.

You: sure, i don't mind.

Haohao: thanks again, i owe you one.

The things I would do, just because it was you. Damn, this hurts more than I thought.

I begrudgingly stood up and made my way to the location he sent me. It was a cute little flower shop situated beside a park.

As I entered the shop I was immediately greeted by the welcoming scent of flowers.

"Hello, welcome! How can I assist you?" A tall good-looking boy came up to me holding a bunch of roses.

"I'm here to pick up an order for Xu Minghao." I say with a somewhat bitter tone. He seemed to notice, and proceeded to ask, "Sorry for asking but is he your boyfriend? Did you have guys fight? You seem.. sad." He said now putting the roses down.

'Are you supposed to be a therapist or something?' I wanted to say.

"No, he's not my boyfriend and no we didn't fight. Can I just get his order, please?" He sensed that I did not want to dwell on the topic any further and only nodded. He went to the back to pick up the bouquet, I'm assuming.

As I wait for him to return, I'm stuck with my own thoughts. Am I really just giving up on him? It's not like I have a choice, though.

From now on, I think it's best to keep my distance from him and move on.

I can feel my heart drift away, I can hear the string snap between us. The string that failed to hold us together.

Thank you for making me happy, Xu Minghao. It's time to let you go.

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SMOOOCHES!!! Hello my adorable n most favorite writer!!! ꒰♡˃̶̤́ ꒳ ˂̶̤̀ ꒱

I hope you’ve been doing absolutely amazing! I give you another brainrot of mine tonight! I hope you enjoy!!You had mentioned in one of your recent replies to one of my smol Dottore brainrots that Fragile!Reader and Zandy would have matching ruin guard plushies. And it got me thinking on “what would happen if you ended up losing the plushie?” So here it is!

Fragile!Reader most likely always has the plushie in their grasp (like when eating, taking small walks, anything!) since it brings a lot of comfort to them. It was after all a gift from Zandik, and you always held his gifts to a high regard. And this plushie was no exception. Since it helped you cope with any of your stress, anxiety, etc. it was usually the first thing you’d grab whenever you were feeling such negative emotions. And if the plushie was alive, it would definitely comment on how you would cry most nights due to you feeling upset about your condition on some nights. So to say that this plushie is very meaningful to you is an understatement. (It even has yours and Zandik’s initials sewn into it on one of its tiny legs.) But, one night when you’re about to head to bed, you realize your favorite plush is missing. So, you look all throughout your bedroom, but unfortunately you can’t find it. And eventually, a few clones see you looking for it, and do their best to help you find the plushie. Even trying to retrace your steps, yet to no success. But, as the night wears on, your body starts to get tired (being that you’re not really used to staying late since your condition doesn’t let you stay up on most days, and your body requires lots of sleep.) and although you do try to endure, it ends up failing when as soon as a clone picks you up, your head resting on their shoulder, you quickly fall asleep. Eventually sent to your bedroom and tucked in (as well as hooked up to the many machines to monitor your vitals ໒꒰ྀི ◞ ◟꒱ྀིა ) the clones still continue their search for your dear plushie. Yet there’s no success that night, especially since they all still have work to complete. So even though you’re a priority to them, they also don’t want a scolding from Zandik..

So you end up waking up to no good news that morning. Yet that doesn’t stop you from continuing to search the lab. You could ask Zandik yes, but you also don’t want to disturb his experiments for a petty thing like your plushie. So you continue your search alone. And it remains that way for a few days, and you’re left quite anxious during these days without it. Since it is your comfort item, and how will you explain to Zandik you lost it? Sure he could probably make a new one, but it wouldn’t be the same as the original. Just like his clones, you love and hold all of them dearly close to your heart, but deep down you’ll always save a spot in your heart specifically for Zandik. However, your plushie is eventually found. (It had been left in the library behind a bookshelf) and you go back to your normal happy bubbly self. Overjoyed to have your plushie back. Although, you couldn’t really remember when you had left it there since you don’t remember ever walking into the library…But either way, you found it and that’s all that matters, right?

(Just trying to slip in the concept of Fragile!Readers memory slowly deteriorating every few years or so. Although it’s really subtle, and you just blame it on having bad memory as a kid.) But I hope you enjoy this brainrot of mine!! I’m sorry if it got a little long and slightly angsty I couldn’t come up with a fluffy ending besides you and little Zandy being able to play with your plushies again. (But I think during the time that your plushie is missing, Zandy would try and offer his like the good boy he is ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა ) but I hope you’re having a lovely day/night! May you get a lot of chu chi’s n kissies n hugs n everything nice in the world bc u deserve it so so much! i give u a million chu chus !!

-from your dear boo boo 🎐 anon! ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎

SQUEEE AHH ANOTHER DELICIOUS BRAINROT FROM MY LOVE <333 !!! BROOO THIS WAS SO CUTE I WAS SMILING THE WHOLE TIME 😭🫶

To say you adored your plushie was a severe understatement. It was a gift from your beloved, so of course you’d hold it in high regard! Not to mention how much comfort it brought you whenever you weren’t feeling the best. It was like a reminder that Zandik was always by your side, even when he couldn’t physically be there. It was something you could reveal your deepest darkest emotions and secrets too and not be judged. You loved it so much, and you didn’t care if that seemed childish or something. Often you’d trace your and Zandik’s initials and giggle at the thought of him.

So when one night you couldn’t find your plushie to cuddle with, you were on the verge of going crazy. At first you thought, maybe it fell under the bed or you dropped it somewhere strange, but nope, you tore apart your whole room, and nothing. And the clones kind of have a strange detector instinct for whenever you’re distressed (or maybe they just heard the noises from your room) and of course they assist you in your quest to find your plushie. But to no avail, which disheartens you. But you’re determined to find it until… zzz, your body is getting all the more tired from all of this walking. You silently cursed it for being so weak all the time, but there was nothing you could do. You probably would have fallen asleep on the floor were it not for the clone that carried you back. You muttered an apology and held onto him and you think his body heated up a bit.

You didn’t want Zandik to know that you lost it. First, it was kind of embarrassing to be this distraught over a plushie and you didn’t want him to think you were overreacting childishly or something. Second, you didn’t want him to possible feel bad you lost his gift, because you didn’t really mean to! You swear, you have no recollection of even leaving it somewhere. So strange… but you just mope around for a few days without your plushie to cuddle and talk to :( But when your plushie is found you’re overjoyed!! (The clones are relieved that you’re back to normal now because all of them were greatly concerned and sneaking looks at you) Maybe you should ask Zandik to put some kind of locator on it. Just in case this happens again. Speaking of him, maybe you should go visit him. He might get a bit huffy and tell you to go and rest but he’ll never say no to you <3

I’m heavily enjoying your angst, the tears are coming but its the good kind 🫡 It’s so *chefs kiss* amazing! I love the goodest of boys Zandy. He does not let anyone touch his stuff, except you of course <3 He excitedly shows you the stuff he collected from other nations and tells you the story of how he got it (may or may not be brutal.)

As someone who sleeps with plushies I loved this sm. I dont think I could fall asleep without them 😅 and I’d be so upset if I couldn’t have them anymore lol. I love holding soft things especially in bed, really puts me into relaxing mode 💖 (I also really want a high quality dottore plush lol) and OMG IT WAS GOING SO HAPPY UNTIL THE MEMORY DETERIORATING- 😭😭 Omg I remember a long time ago I wrote a little thing about fragile reader’s memory, that one day you forgot about them completely. So now im just thinking about them forgetting Zandik and the clones completely and them being in absolute shambles because not even the genius doctor predicated that, and now he has no idea what to do. On top of searching for a cure now the love of his life doesn’t even remember him. 🫠

GIVING YOU A MILLION CHU CHUS AS WELL!! MWAH MWAH SMOOCH ILY🎐ANON!!

#smooches talks #🎐 anon #fragile reader <3 #dottore love notes <3 #zandy bb <3 #i love the little emoticon things u use theyre so cute ily

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soleilnomoon · 11 months

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Ayoooooooo congratulations on 1.3k!!!!

May I have a mai tai with a side of diced mangoes. And may I request songs 20, 36, 42 and 46 from the playlist for Izou x fem reader 😗

ty so much, it feels so surreal tbh lmaooo (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝) lissen, lissen i’m so happy u requested izou bc i’ve been wanting to write him; i had to stop myself from writing more bc i said i was gonna keep things short but!!! 🥴️ sometimes u have to lie a lil. anyway, i had more fun than i should have, i hope you enjoy 😌

1k words (i...know i know, but! in my defense it's izou, what was i supposed to do, oppose him?? never), fem reader, nsfw, 18+ mdni; feat. izou being the worst™ & overall menace, fingering, edging, orgasm denial, dom/sub vibes, idk other stuff probably i can't think rn. anyway!!! y/n deserves a purple heart for surviving (or barely surviving idk u tell me). (if u see grammar/spelling errors no u didn't <3)

the rain is relentless — pelting hard, angry droplets against the window, accompanied by a cacophonous, echoing boom from the thunder. nerves get the best of you, make your skin feel like it's being pulled taut against your bones, stretched thin enough to make you want to pull your hair out. being trapped indoors is never ideal, but when izou notices your discomfort and graciously offers to take your mind off the storm, who are you to refuse?

still, you should’ve known better; with izou, there’s always a certain… price you have to pay.

the room is stifling with the window shut, the temperature even more unbearable when he takes his time undressing you.

part of the show, he tells you as he touts an extremely convincing facade of a man with all the grace and patience in the world for you. except, it doesn’t feel that way when his lithe fingers coast along the curve of your jaw, leaving behind a scorching phantom touch that will surely haunt you well into the night.

you know he’s doing this intentionally, especially when you whine and plead for him to hurry up — to touch you properly.

“oh, now you care?”

you stare at him, wide-eyed, mouth slightly agape at his accusation. normally, you’re always willing to go at his pace, but now you’re barely holding on as an unexplainable greed pours into you at an alarming rate.

he clicks his tongue, disapproval stamped all over his pretty, delicate features, a frown tugging on his lips as he pinches your nipple roughly through your bra; you let out a shameless moan and almost apologize for it.

almost.

“be patient,” he commands evenly, his voice terribly deep and hypnotic as you find yourself nodding despite wanting to scream at him to hurry up. the determined look in your eyes makes him chuckle darkly; he brushes his lips against yours, softly kissing once, then twice. a menacing warmth snakes its way up your stomach and lands aggressively in your chest. you grip the edge of the desk tightly, your nails harshly digging into the wood as you force yourself to breathe.

you doubt you’ll survive at the rate he’s going, but if you move, he’ll leave you to fend for yourself — and you don’t want that.

not after he teased you for so long.

izou knows he’s incorrigible, but the desperation in your strained movements brings him a sick pleasure that he’s not ready to admit to. he often wonders how you can make him act as if he’s lost all common sense; and he’s reminded of it when you shift your hips forward, inching your ass closer to the edge of the desk.

he has half a mind to drag this out for as long as he can, but he knows his patience is practically nonexistent right now, despite his words earlier.

on your next inhale, izou gently grabs your face and kisses you; the thunderstorm is the furthest thing from your mind as his other hand travels down your thigh slowly, palm rough and warm against your skin. goosebumps prance down your arms and legs at the sensation, and when his tongue glides deftly in between your parted lips, your back arches, and your chest presses against his.

izou has assured himself, time and time again, that he doesn’t care for kissing — except when it comes to you, that is.

he nearly loses his focus when you whimper against his lips; you taste every bit as sweet as you look, something he’s come to enjoy every time his tongue caresses yours. you’re not sure how much longer you can hold out, your fingers strain as you struggle to keep gripping the edge of the desk.

there’s a haze that clouds your mind, so much that you barely register when his fingers push aside your panties, an amused smile crawling onto his lips when you tremble against him. you pull away from him while panting lightly, lips now stained with the remnants of his lipstick.

“izou,” you gasp when he rubs the tips of his fingers along your slit, gathering up a bit of your arousal. his touch is feather-light and you let out a frustrated groan, as your hips roll forward on instinct. “damn it, stop teasing me.”

even though he cuts you with a sharp look, you can tell that he’s having too much damn fun teasing you like that.

“what did i say earlier?”

the question is rhetorical, you know it is — which is why you swallow hard and put on a brave face, despite not knowing if izou keep edging you throughout the night. he doesn’t let you marinate on the issue for too long, instead sliding two fingers inside of you without warning. he swallows every moan and gasp you let out while working his fingers in and out of your wet cunt.

your legs tremble as he fingerfucks you fast and hard; when you get too loud, he slows his pace, thumb hovering over your throbbing clit.

again, you forget yourself and forget izou’s little “rules” rather quickly.

“fuck!”

he reminds you in between ardent tongue-kisses that you agreed to behave, but he knew you were talking shit. dragging his lips down the length of your neck, izou curls his fingers and rubs firm slow circles against your clit with his thumb. you buck your hips against his hand recklessly and sink your teeth into your bottom lip as you try to stifle another loud moan. it comes out garbled and wholly unintelligible; he bites your neck in warning while your pussy squeezes around his fingers.

it must be audacity that compels him to remove his fingers prematurely, your slick arousal slowly gliding down his fingers — his secret honey, he told you once.

“you really are a greedy little thing, aren’t you?”

his tone is daunting now, giving you a different kind of thrill as you shake your head at him.

“i don’t like liars,” he says smoothly, his own lie spoken with ease as he pushes his fingers in between your lips. “but i’ll give you a chance to make it up to me.” his eyelids lower as you begin to suck and taste yourself on his fingers; he’s already forgiven you, but you don’t need to know that just yet — not when he’s planning to push you to your limit so that you’ll be every bit as obsessed with him as he is with you.

#fic request #🔆💕🌴 feels like summer event 🥭💕🔆#milestone event #1.3k followers mini event #one piece imagine #one piece x reader #one piece x y/n #one piece smut #izou x reader #izou x y/n #izou smut #izou is for the streets u hear me 🗣️😭💖#‘i can change him’ 🥴#clown girl behavior!!!#ty for requesting!!!

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1shirt2shirtredshirtdeadshirt · 2 years

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Why people think I ship Kirk/Spock:

*H0rny thirst*

Why I actually ship Kirk/Spock:

Mutual support, respect, admiration, trust, love, slow burn, best friend turned love of your life, ultimate sacrifice, the depth of loyalty, being the most important to each other, showing our differences and vulnerabilities are strengths instead of weaknesses, depending on others isn't wrong, willingness to connect, "let me help" . . .

Soulmates, t'hy'la, found family, lgbt+ representation, domestic bliss at least for a few years for two people who really f**in' earned it . . .

Both guys not ending up canonically sad and lonely as they grow older bc they never really "settle” long term with anyone else besides each other.

Like what did you genuinely want us to do with that, like -- our boys deserve to be happy and they mutually love each other so much.

Heck yeah, I love the idea of the two of them growing older together while still being in love and best friends.

Having adventures, solving problems and writing history all over the universe together.

Having a stellar time doing it because being next to each other is their favourite place to be; on a Starship, being the best team ever. It's beautiful.

Another very important reason why this fandom and K/S has been a safe place to land for me as a member of LGBT+:

My connection to Star Trek started through my family, but I loved it because it offered me a glimpse at the kind of world that I'd like to live in; more accurately, the world I was desperate to live in.

The world I was raised in was bitterly cruel and violent to LGBT+ folks like myself. I visited far too many friends in the ICU, unrecognizably beaten after a gay hate crime, than I ever should have had to -- especially in my young life before the age of 20. Those are images and ugly moments burned into my memory that will haunt me until I die. People talk about how pro-LGBT things are these days, and sure, things are certainly better; but I think too many people have swiftly forgotten how dire things were for us even those short years ago, even now.

Gene Roddenberry did something for me at that time when I was so bitterly lonely, conflicted about identity, and self-resentful in my life; I had genuinely considered ending it more than once. But TMP novel did something so huge for me back then when I was so turbulent and alone in the tiniest way possible.

I read TMP novel in high school; actually reading something that even remotely resembled a bisexual character when I first read this line from Jim Kirk in TMP novel was such a game changer for me at that time:

That small sentence might be next to nothing for some people, but that was huge for me. So huge that I don't think Gene Roddenberry might have ever considered how big that it could be for some isolated, lonely kid out there reading it.

I cried my heart out in my room stuck on that page when I first read it, because it really shook my soul. It was proof that at some point in time, someone out there had been brave enough to express the kind of feelings that I so fiercely hid in my mind.

That might sound really pathetic to the people reading this, but you have to understand how positively starved a person can be for commiseration or empathy when you are on the outside looking in constantly.

It is part of why I have always related to Spock so fiercely; that sense of belonging nowhere, being "weird", of not quite fitting in or meeting expectations -- and constantly being reminded of it.

All those moments growing up when you look around yourself seeking validation as a child and teen, looking for like minded people or kin; I looked around and found myself reflected literally nowhere.

It's like that metaphorical hand suspended in the air, waiting for a high five, and not one single, solitary person meets you halfway. Not one crumb of validation.

Then everyone around you makes you feel like you're weird and wrong and malfunctioning and not supposed to think that way and just be quiet and don't talk about it ever. Just be "normal."

I was so damn lonely. And scared.

Nobody around me thought or felt like me. I was raised in a strict Pentecost upbringing. Everything to do with LGBT+ was unequivocally off the table.

If I tried to even tentatively broach the subject of bisexuality with folks, most people would respond with revulsion; as if it were some perverted, weird sex kink. When like everybody else, I simply hoped to be loved someday for exactly who I was. Plain and simple.

I was a closeted bisexual teen living in the bible belt. It was a sheltered, oppressive existence for anyone, but especially for someone who identified as LGBT+.

Sad as it might be, this was the closest thing I'd ever gotten in my life thus far to bisexual representation or validation. It was the first example I remember seeing in any of the stories that I loved growing up. Up to that point, I hadn't heard or seen anyone else in the world express exactly how I felt inside anywhere. Until James T. Kirk.

So forgive me if I somehow hurt or upset other fans when I read it through my own lens in my desperation to feel seen or understood. What other way can we look at the world and it's many stories, after all, other than through our own eyes?

To be quite frank, those few little ambiguous words from Jim Kirk in that footnote of that dusty old 1979 1st edition Star Trek: The Motion Picture novel that I still have on my bookshelf all these years later?

That tiny little sentence absolutely rocked my bisexual f**king world in high school.

That one tiny sentence meant so much to me. I re-read that page so many times. I even stuck a bookmark in the page and I’d pop it open after yet another long, shitty day of being harassed, chased, or called a "f@g".

Call it pathetic, but I’d feel a little sear of camaraderie in my angry, lonely existence. 'At least Jim Kirk has my back, f**k those guys". And it made me feel a tiny bit less alone in this giant universe.

I can still recite it word for word. I used to read it over and over again, just to have that giddy feeling in my heart of: "Oh God, what a relief. There it is. There I am. Someone else out there wrote down exactly how I feel inside. It's right there in this book. It's a real thing that exists somewhere outside my head."

For the first time in my life, I saw something even remotely like myself represented somewhere, and I found that in Jim Kirk.

Some people might call that "a reach".

By all means, go ahead.

But do that bearing in mind the kind of reality that people like myself contended with when you get “upset” that we might be “queer washing” your character by pushing for representation:

- Homosexuality was listed as a mental illness in the DSM5 until 1974.

- Anti-sodomy laws were not considered unconstitutional until 2003 in the US (as in you could legally get arrested/charged for engaging in homosexual acts up to that time).

- The Netherlands was the 1st country to legalize gay marriage and that was only as recently as 2001. Canada legalized gay marriage in 2005. The US did not legalize gay marriage until 2015 and they are currently gunning to take that right away again.

*It is important to note that the definition of spouse only included same-sex partners only starting in 2013; that means that if a person was dying in the ICU, you were prohibited from visiting them unless you were legal family. For decades right up until 2013, your right to visit your lover if either of you were on your deathbed was revoked on the basis that you were not married -- and that right was not even offered to LGBT+ folks till 2001.*

So, yeah.

Maybe it is "a reach" through your privileged lens, having all the representation in the world at your disposal if you identify as straight - I mean, God forbid we might like a scattered one or two on our team.

But it is also very hard to secure legitimate representation when the society and culture you grow up in tells you that you should not exist in the first place.

Not only demands that you shouldn't exist, but legally persecutes you for it or forces you into cruel, inhuman religious conversion therapy simply for existing. For trying to love someone else honestly.

So pardon me for being absolutely starved for even the slightest hint of a vapour that resembled representation during a time period when I was asked (moreso ordered) not to exist and barely wanted to as a product of it.

God forbid that my seeing potential bisexuality in Jim Kirk might actually put you off of your Star Trek chowder because "eeeewww, bisexual Jim" . . . how very selfish of me. /s

But sure . . . y'know.

I'm just mindlessly "h0rny", and all that.

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most days i’m like “yeah i’m pretty over my ‘sam is me i’m him we are the same and he’s also my bbg my son and my dad’ phase” and then i see one (1) bad take about him and i genuinely get murderous and i’m like “ah. nevermind”

what the fuck has he ever done????

(insane samgirl ramblings under the cut bc i’m losing my fucking mind)

if you’re mad at sam for starting the apocalypse: you’re telling me that if you were dealing with the effects of dying, watching your brother die, addiction, and actively being manipulated by your DEALER and also genuinely operating under the belief that that killing a demon would be a good thing, that you wouldn’t have killed that demon?

this bothers me especially bc sam broke seal 66. because he thought it would prevent the apocalypse. dean broke the first seal. because he tortured ppl in hell!!!!!

leaving for college: imagine getting mad at an 18 year old for leaving to go to stanford on a full ride scholarship. he did that in a “household” where he never lived in the same place for more than 6 months. ever. and his only family members thought it was emasculating to do well in school.

“choosing ruby over dean”: hey. hey. look at me. imagine the person you love most in the world. that you have a toxic codependent relationship with to the point of literally getting murderous if you are separated by more than a room without your choice. you’ve known each other for forever. you’ve killed for him. he’s your brother. you have spent a full year trying to figure out how to save his life. now imagine watching him die knowing he did it to save you. and you can’t get him back. now you are actively suicidal and someone comes along and acts almost just like him and offers you this thing that gives you the power to kill the things that killed him. this person says that you have the power to stop a horrible thing from happening. you believe her. and then your brother comes back from the dead and he’s. different. he doesn’t trust you anymore. and the person who gave you power tells you that it’s because he’s being lied to and manipulated to start the tragedy you are bent on preventing. so you’re hurt and scared and trying to save the world so, just this once, you choose to work with someone other than him.

the shit that happened in s8: again. same scenario as above but now you’ve both killed and died for each other multiple times. you’ve endured over centuries of torture by the devil himself and have just started recovering from the hallucinations that you had of the literal devil torturing you and telling you that you can never feel happy bc this is just another way of torturing you. making you feel happy for a moment only to bring you back and hurt you. then your brother disappears into a pile of black goo in front of you. you have no idea how or why. you do months of research and come up with exactly nothing. life without him isn’t worth living. you’re about to drive your car off a bridge. the car you grew up with him in, the one you both engraved your initials into when you were 8 and 10. with the legos shoved into the vents that you’ve never been able to take out. you’re not paying attention so you hit a dog. shit. he doesn’t deserve to die. not like you. you take him to the vet. his medical bills need to be covered by someone. it can only be you. the vet there treats you like you deserve to live, to be loved. you fall for her. you move in together and adopt the dog you hit. maybe,,,, just maybe,,, you can be happy.

and then your brother comes back. and he’s best friends with a vampire… the vampire’s name sounds like yours.

and your brother is mad at you. then your girlfriend discovers the husband she thought was dead is alive. your brother wanted you to break up with her anyways. you’d do anything for him. always. he doesn’t forgive you. it’s what you deserve.

you take on the trials of hell to try and do something right. it’s actively killing you. every day you wake up and cough lungfuls of blood into the sink. it’s fine. these trials will probably kill you, but it’ll be ok. you’re finally doing something right. the final trial requires you to confess your greatest sins in a church. you spend hours there, and the biggest sin you confess is disobeying your brother. you confess the times you’ve let him down. you’re clean now. you’re ready to die, ready to stop any demon from ever coming to earth again. and your brother calls you an idiot and stops you because he doesn’t want to watch you die. but by now, your body is going to die with or without completing the trials. your brother coerces you into being possessed without your knowledge for a year in order to keep you alive. the thing possessing you kills your friend. your brother blames you for it. it’s fine. he cares. you know he does. he wouldn’t have done it if he didn’t care.

it never. ends. THERE ARE FIFTEEN FUCKING SEASONS OF THIS SHIT

ARE YOU MAD AT HIM FOR TRYING TO GET DEAN TO NOT BE AN ALCOHOLIC? TO EAT BETTER?

MAYBE YOU’RE MAD AT HIM FOR THINKING THAT THE PERSON WHO MADE FUN OF YOU FOR DOING WELL IN SCHOOL WOULDNT KNOW WHO VONNEGUT IS?

FOR NOT FALLING TO HIS KNEES AND WORSHIPPING DEAN EVERY TIME HE ENTERS THE ROOM?

are you mad at him for forgiving his father?

maybe you’re mad because dean had bad things happen to him that didn’t happen to sam.

are you mad at the man who got into stanford on a full ride scholarship and was about to get into law school before he dropped out for thinking of himself as smart?

i think they’re mad at him bc he’s not a perfect brother who gives into dean’s codependent tendencies 100% of the time. dean has a codependent personality, and sam has a rebellious streak of independence a mile wide. his rebellion just looked like choosing school over hunting, or studying over weapon training, or reading over sparring. not that he didn’t also do those things, he just also did other things.

#meta #gencest #sam girl #sam winchester #dean crit

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captinsteveharrington · 2 years

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Beards: The Things Steve would do for Robin

Okay, so Robin is gay, clearly. She also madly in love with Nancy.

Steve is Bi, and infatuated with Eddie, right?

So, what if Robin and Steve get married. After Rob and Eddie graduate.

Eddie moves the hell out of Hawkins, he gets a job at a mechanic shop or record store. He still plays in his band. Wayne supports him and Steve’s romance. They’ve been DL dating since spring break. They’re like really in love, probably faster then it should have happened, but it just makes sense.

On the same note, Rob and Nance have been dating since Spring Break. Robin has always had a thing for Nancy bc she’s beautiful and smart and a total badass. It works. They work.

Robins parents don’t approve of her going to school outside of Hawkins but they don’t know what really goes down in Hawkins. She NEEDS to get out.

Steve offers her an out. They’re best friends, soulmates even, he says let’s get married. I date Eddie you date Nance. We work at shit jobs and you go to school. No one has to know the truth and we can all be safe.

The four of them are truly happy. They see the kids every other weekend up until the kids graduate, Rob and Steve have a court house wedding with Eddie and Nance as witnesses. They get a little apartment and they move in together, eventually the kids move around the country and they finally leave Indianan.

I just love the idea of Robin and Steve Harrington, doing gay shit and having the world convinced they’re a traditional couple but at night they go home to their very queer partners and share this incredible monster-leas life together. Maybe they have a kid together (turkey baster style)? Dustin and Mike are the best uncles ever and eventually when American drinks it’s smart bitch juice Steve and Rob get divorced and Nance and Rob get married, Steve and Eddie get married. Nance takes Buckley-Harrington and Steve takes Munson, becoming Mr Steve Harrington-Munson and they raise their baby as a quad and they grow old like that.

Steve is, Dad

Eddie is, Pops

Nancy is, Ma

Robin is, Mama

They deserve this!

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urfavtwat · 3 months

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so I have a friend who ghosted me twice and I know the easy answer to this is cut them off … yes but it’s not as easy because we did communicate and it just sucks that I had to find out she got engaged through rumors and we saw each other a few times then she ghosted bc she called off her own wedding so I gave her the spce she needed but you know it’s been two years she been dragging this same excuse instead of asking for help I offered but still she insisted that she suppress it anyways fast forward I find out she gets married through social media . I just want to know if I’m on the wrong for reacting and being frustrating with her . We spoke even before and she failed to update me and now that I confronted she keeps justifying her ghosting by say life happens it’s about practicality also the fact that everyone has a reason that’s not known to one another just to justify her not communicating with me and ghosting . What can I say to her ! Any thoughts and I just want to know if I’m

So, I’m going to make multiple points here and look at some of these points from a variety of angles but i will just say before anything as a disclaimer I’m seeing it as one guy with very little context. All things like this are entirely case by case and you would know this person better than me so anything i say just take with a pinch of salt.

I think whats best to really consider is a) the reason she ghosted you particularly. Was it you amongst many others or was it you because of a significance you play in complicating their emotions etc. b) how close you were.

The simple answer aside from cutting this person off is as an outsider looking in it doesn’t really look like she owes you anything. Whilst i risk sounding blunt saying this I’m a firm believer in the fact no one is owed or should expect anything. It’s decency to get an explanation and i would hope you would get one. I have been ghosted by people very close to my heart and the one thing that hurt was the lack of explanation, i just wake up and bam I’m blocked. But whilst its nice to get one by no means would anyone have to nor would they have to ask you for help.

Now context is paramount as if you are being blocked along with 50 people then that would suggest she just wants to be alone and maybe doesnt want to have to tell the whole world updates on her life. Getting married is a massive commitment which im sure is exhausting enough so maybe thinking to explain it to people you dont have to isnt the most appealing as it probably gets to a point where it becomes exhausting going through the motions of telling someone again.

By contrast again contextually dependant maybe she is blocking you specifically because you play that role in complicating emotions.

Additionally how did you approach the subject when you knew? If this person is struggling to stay afloat did you go to them with support and excitement of their news or did you immediately go with hostility and confront them? As if this was the case it could play support to why she struggles to communicate with you. These things go both ways and its definitely worth looking back on how you acted to see if you were the most approachable version of yourself.

Alternatively maybe you were approachable and understanding and supportive and maybe the reality of all this is that you deserve better and people who treat you to the same high regard in which you treat them.

Ive been in your position and i truly do understand how you feel and what i have discussed above is things i found years later when reflecting on the way i acted and by no means is intended to be intentionally challenging.

To summarise, people don’t owe you shit, know your worth, however if you truly feel mistreated as hard as it is and i know it is, it might be time to throw in the towel on this one.

I hope this had helped and provided some insight as an outsider looking in and i hope its maybe provided a new perspective to become either more understanding or to clarify emotions you already felt. I wish you all the best.

#anon #ask #an absolute novel sorry readers

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Hey if you’re doing that ship thing….. Justin Hammer and Emil (or) Emil and Jen

Oooooh I will do both lol!

Justin and Emil

Ship It

1. I have complex feelings for this ship bc I also really like them as just platonic shitty best friends but when I do ship them I think they're very cute together in a lowkey toxic way. 😂 What made me ship them was thinking that they're essentially the evil version of the science bros ship (Bruce and Tony) and how funny it would be at how horrified Bruce and Tony would be if these two dumbasses who are both convinced they're Bruce and Tony's arch rivals started dating. And then I actually got attached to the ship, it started off as mainly crack 😂. Another big attractor was chatting with you about your Justin and Emil bc they've got some wonderful chemistry going on in your rewrite 🤧

2. My favorite thing about the ship is how opposites attract it is lol. Since we've got smarmy, fancy, CEO asshole meeting super soldier actual (reformed) nutcase who mutated himself into a monster for fun. The opposites but then also the similarities bc at the end of the day they're both wildly insecure with enormous egos and they're both sluts for money and attention. Like I feel they'd be 10/10 conmen together once they're both out of jail 💀 But those similarities also can allow for some softer parts in the relationship too bc they understand each other better than anyone else what it means to throw your life away for a revenge fueled whim and wind up taking the fall for even the stuff that WASN'T their fault. Also definitely still not being over the people that drove them to such lengths in the first place. Like they def talk mad shit about Tony and Bruce together. It's healing 🤗

3. Unpopular opinion is probably just shipping them in general agssgshdhfhf, neither of them are very popular lmao but that's why i like them. The rare pairs are always the best 😭

Jen and Emil

Ship It

1. These two make me feral, I love them so much. 😭 The She Hulk show made me ship them bc I really enjoyed how much these two genuinely seemed to grow attached to each other. Emil seems so appreciative of Jen helping him and then at the end there's the moment he protects her from the Intelligencia guys. 🥲🥲 And then Jen similarly becomes attached to him, she takes him up on his offer to come back to his ranch anytime if she feels she needs a break from the real world and then she is legit hurt that mans has been violating his parole behind her back. 🤧 I think she wants him to be better than he is willing to currently try to be, he's working on things still 💀, which just adds another layer to their relationship. I like to think if Emil has any shot at being actually redeemed in the MCU it's going to be through how he cares about Jen which just warms my heart so much. And while mans can be an asshole he's always been nothing but kind to Jen and she absolutely deserves a guy who's going to treat her well 🥲🥲🥲

2. My favorite things about the ship are how soft it allows them both to be. And also the angle of how Bruce is gonna handle it bc him being okay with Jen defending Blonsky in court is a lot different than this dude dating his cousin 😒😒😒 🤣 But mainly for Emil and Jen I just really love the idea of a more romantic relationship being a very good thing for them both. I think IF there is a person Emil will be less selfish for in canon it's probably going to be her (unless Nadia winds up being introduced in the MCU) and I think Jen would do well with being with someone that's going to move heaven and earth for her bc in She Hulk currently she's still pretty insecure when it comes to dating due to prior shitty experiences. I want her to be loved fr fr 🥲🥲 And then again, also the funnier side of things where there's the possibility of them being a couple but on opposite sides bc there's a lot of shenanigans that could ensue from that, like at some point mans will need to get a new lawyer if he doesn't shape up 😂.

3. Unpopular opinions uhhhh probably considered so by anyone who thinks that Jen can do better than Emil, which she definitely can lmfao but again, I've not seen many people also ship this, only a handful and most people who ship it seem just as in it for the vibes as I am so I'm not sure if I have any unpopular opinions for it 😂

Thank you for the ask!! Sorry for going off on a whole ass rant 🤣❤️

#ask game #emil blonsky #abomination #justin hammer #jennifer walters #she hulk #she hulk attorney at law #iron man 2 #marvel #mcu

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fairyhaos · 7 months

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— bias tag game *ੈ✩‧₊˚

rules: you're going to pick 10 of your biases (or as many biases as you have and then fill in the rest of the spots with idols you like) and number them 1-10. then answer the questions below! try not to look at the questions before you make your list! (thanku @irlvernon for the tag ^^)

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yena's bias list:

joshua

taehyun

beomgyu

minghao

dokyeom

jimin

seonghwa

junhui

lee know

sunghoon

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1. between 7 and 5, who did you bias first?

jimin!! i was an army first before i was anything else, and he literally forever has some sort of grip on my heart

2. between 2 and 6, who are you more attached to?

that's SO HARD omg even tho i literally numbered them in order of greatest favour,,, gonna say beomgyu tho. bc if any of them were to go thru something life-threatening, i think i'd be The Most terrified if it were beomgyu

3. if you were to spend the day with either 3 or 1, who would you choose and what would you do?

mfing first place JOSHUA ofc??? i'm gonna take him to the amusement park and play kiss marry kill with the random people we see in the queues

4. what is your favorite physical feature about 9?

his eyes :((( but i just have a thing for eyes tbh

5. what is your favorite part of 6's personality?

endlessly loving. jimin's just always, always has so much love to offer the world, even when the world has so little love to offer him in return.

6. if you were to tell 8 anything you wanted, what would you tell them?

i'd tell junhui that i hope he knows how important he is, to countless people. because he is, and he's adored by so many, and he deserves to know that he has those people rooting for him, no matter what he does.

7. between 1 and 2, whose closet would you raid?

joshua bc i'm sorry taehyun but my guy gets maybe a 3 in fashion sense

8. what is a style that you want to see 3 try?

nhhgghgh can i ask him to keep wolfcut grunge emo boy forever

9. between 5 and 4, who are you closer to in height?

minghao,,,, only bc dokyeom is actually a fucking giant. we need to talk about that more often tbh

10. between 10 and 9, whose music do you like the best?

sunghoon! enha's music is literally always just so good and rlly it took me a while to get into skz's music bc most of their stuff just really isn't my style

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tagging (no pressure!): @etherealyoungk @blue-jisungs @idubiluv @slytherinshua @mirxzii @selenicives @weird-bookworm @rubywonu @wheeboo @ylliris-hanniehae @wonwoonlight @boosari @hannyoontify @jeonwonwoo and anyone else who would like to do this <3

#THIS WAS SM FUN MAX UR SO RIGHT #also i didn't realise it was literally just “name 10 biases” pls i painstakingly ranked them n everything #but this was soooo funn omg i loved it hehe thanku for tagging me #fairyhaos.tagged #friends <3

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looking forward to the document. i looked up to 🍉 since the pastel asriel days and im negl the truth is fucked up 💀😭 i literally feel bad for the ppl that she has affected :( i feel bad for believing she was completely innocent too uh 😭…

idk if this is a bad idea, but if i may share smth as witness, i remember in one of her recent streams, abt a month ago i think, there was this older man who started chatting in the chat section and showing interest in her, as well as putting his discord tag in the chat for other ppl to add him and stuff, and i know damn well a handful of her fanbase is minors

and the creep offered mel discord nitro or smth (idk i don’t use disc too much but im assuming it’s nitro) and yk what she did? she accepted his offer and actually expected to get it from him. the entire thing felt off, bc mel, who is almost an adult, should instead be rushing to protect the minors in her fanbase instead of just fuckin around. 💀‼️ the fact that she chose nitro over protecting minors says smth in my personal opinion but idk. like you can get nitro somewhere else girlie be so fr, remove the guy from your stream and ignore what he has to say… protect the damn minors dude. 😰

THANKFULLY it supposedly ended up being a troll, but even still, the entire thing just felt off, risky, and immature. i get that her streams are like a hang out thing where she chills with her fans n stuff so in her eyes it was prob just shits n giggles while trying to get discord nitro from a supposed older creep, but yeaa it’s a no for me. like i was on her side at that time thinking she was innocent and that STILL felt wrong 😭 thing is, there were like 2 other ppl there who thought it was wrong too, making me feel like “yea i’m not tripping this is kinda weird, the majority of ppl watching are prob teens or even younger (?) and you’re just gonna allow a creep to be here for a bit bc you want nitro???”

SO YEA, idk if this is exaggerated or if i am overreacting BUT i felt that every single thing might count. like, it’s good that the supposed creep was supposedly just a troll, but, like, still, no…

but one last small thing before i leave this for u, i admire that you and other people are speaking up about this. it’s wonderful that you’re standing up for other ppl who are being harassed by mel’s fans too (from what i’ve seen i think) so yea i think it’s very strong and courageous of you and the others. i wish you the best of luck /gen bc um yea, i think we all know by now how her and her fanbase can be… 💀😓

i appreciate you telling your story, anon <3 that's super creepy and i'm sorry that you had to witness that

your praise means the world to me :) i've heard that she's been shittalking me in her streams which is extremely funny to me. they've been off to me for a while now but since i was a fan for so long (like you), i didn't say anything because i didn't want anything bad to happen like me getting doxxed or something. her raging 100k+ fanbase of 12 year olds is highly amusing to me personally, but that doesn't mean that what they say can't hurt (pekoepeach.)

also, the fact that these 12 year olds STILL haven't come into my askbox tells me so much. they know i'm right, atp, they're just too scared to admit it.

to anyone who's struggled with feeling like you're going to get attacked by mel's fanbase, i see you. i know how it feels to be scared like that, and you don't deserve that. if you'd like to reach out anonymously, please, feel free! i am an open book and you are safe here unlike w mel <3

#asked and answered #anon #🍉#long post

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teddybeartoji · 3 months

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food for the vampire au. comforting geto after his vampire transition and hardships with bloodlust by establishing a care ritual, such as brushing his hair in silence during the first kills period. while is body is still adjusting to this new reality. the experience is otherworldly and it's expected that'll take a short time. and you're there guiding him to manage his thoughts and emotions by reminding him of your touch. sometimes cleaning his hands and changing his shirt (more like just taking it off and letting it fall to the floor, haha). soft humming in the background. the world is peaceful here. maybe his cheeks are still stained in red. to take care of each other. to be loved. it's one of the most important things during such a big change and it touches the very core of his heart. and it turns into a lifelong ritual of intimacy even after geto is well and a skillful vampire. he still falls into the gentleness of having you brush his long, long hair softly. domestic. simplicity in how it takes place. he's forever grateful for the life he's been gifted by your side. i think it's a cute concept. big strong guy gets his long ass hair brushed and care for by his beloved wife.

OMGGGGG MOMO!!!!! THIS IS SOO GOOD????

seriously i had yet to think about that time of their life but i shOULD'VE BEEN DOING THAT ALL ALONG THIS IS SO IMPORTANT

he really is a stray cat who was given a warm home and more importantly someone who takes care of him. washing the blood of his hands and face, washing his hair while he sits in the massive bathtub, combing it, dressing him - it's all done with so much care he doesn't know what to do with himself at first. it all feels so unnatural.

letting him drink your blood (bc he deserves the best) from your wrist, watching him try to hold back on the urge, the need, to drink more. he never takes too much. never. you have to push him to drink more because he has to. silly man. he's just soooooo grateful for you and he doesn't wanna be too much but you just keep reminding him that he isn't. he's here, he's alive, he's with you and he deserves everything in the world.

during the days (first hours maybe even) there's so much happening i imagine him snapping at you or just acting very rash. his hands are jittery because he needs to eat, he needs to drink. and you're so calm and it's throwing him off so much but then you calmly caress his face and offer him your neck with a soft eyes and a smile and it's just ohhhhhh. he knows you'll take care of him. "to take care of each other. to be loved." YEAAHHHHHHH

oh i love them so so so much. it takes sugu a minute to get used to the new lifestyle just like u said bUT YOU'RE THERE AND IT MAKES EVERYTHING OK. and when he gets comfy in his new home and he has finally understood that it's okay to take up space that's when he blooms. i just got the vision of him maybe owning a fucking museum or something like that??? like he definitely has a job (it has to be art related in my head) but yk it's not something where he has to be there all the time. he loves it though. it's an 24h museum. canon bc i said so. and it's free, nobody needs to pay for a ticket bc sugu feels like that's wrong. (this is why the reader loves him. he cares so much.) so sugu goes to visit the museum every other night when it gets dark and he's so happy to see all of the people still there that late? i mean i would go it'd be so fun??? all of the couples and sometimes even some kids running around. makes him smile. OKAY HE'S LIKE A REAL SOFTIE IN MY HEAD IN THIS APPARENTLY SUE ME and sometimes the reader and him go together and they walk through the whole thing hand in hand, reader resting their head on his shoulder. wah cute little vamps

ok i really started spitballing here i'm going off topic but i started thinking about their kills, their food. who'd they drink from? oke literally as i was typing this i thought that they'd just drink from rich people yk i think that's a good one. bc sugu wouldn't really want to drink from some random people bc he feels bad for them a bit i think. and the reader doesn't fuck with the rich people (even though they're literally rich too tf??) i think they think the rich people are TOO SNOBBY and it's funny to drink from them bc they're just so fucking stupid. and it's easy. sugu and the reader are always invited to these fancy parties and everybody wants to be their friend. oh my god wait more rambling incoming. what if they also have a person hired for bringing them people??? that's a little fucked up but well that's just the way it is. they don't always have the time (they just don't wanna bother sometimes) so they hired a guy who like picks people up by offering them i don't know what and then brings them to the manor lmao that's funny. okayokay i'll stop now

BTWWWW MOMO MY SWEET do u have any songs that remind u of them? i have fallen into this soundtrack making hole lmao and it's so fun to hear other people's opinions!!!

@twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat i'm grabbing ur hand and sitting u down here with us bc we're all in this together yayyy

#THANK U FOR THIS MOMO #SERIOUSLY #so fun to talk about them hehehehe #if u ever have any more thoughts about them PLEAAAAASEEEE come and tell me #it's never too much or too long okay????? i just need u to know that #momo <3 #friends!!#mickey can't stop thinking

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