#been trying to stay quiet abt it in public

[jenovacomplete]

oh my god is the sarah z shit still going on can y'all grow some fucking brains

#speaking! #AAAAAAARGH #been trying to stay quiet abt it in public #bc it's fucking stupid #but oh my GOD #the sheer lack of reading comprehension #christ alive how do you people survive

[fcthots]

thinking abt wearing jason's initial on a necklace but in a taylor swift kind of way

-🕷️

THIS THIS THIS CALL IT WHAT YOU WANT

I WANT TO WEAR HIS INITIAL ON A CHAIN ROUND MY NECK CHAIN ROUND MY NECK NOT BC HE OWNS ME BUT CAUSE HE REALLY KNOWS ME WHICH IS MORE THAN THEY CAN SAY-

ANYWAy

Here's the thing about the fucking press, since the moment they found out Jason was alive, they've never let him breathe. Your relationship went public against your will only two months after he was declared legally alive. Since then the opinion on your relationship had fluctuated. Sometimes there were fan accounts and other times you were sent death threats. Jason did what he could, but he couldn't stop everything.

The worst that happened was when you went with some friends. It was just dinner on a balcony at a nice restaurant. Jason had gone to some concert with one of his siblings. To be honest, you were too drunk to remember which. You were out with three friends two of you were drunk. The birthday boy doesn’t like to drink, but he gave the ok for everyone else. One other friend stayed sober and offered to be the designated driver.

You're solidly drunk. Drunk enough to actually be excited to take pictures. Drunk enough to be laughing the whole time. Drunk enough to try to call your cat on the phone.

Either way, you're singing happy birthday while your friends are taking pictures so you lean over to kiss the birthday boy's cheek and tell him "HappsyBirthay!" He laughs and thanks you. It's a good time. Your other drunk friend kisses him on the other cheek and takes a picture of it on his phone. It's cute. It's fun. But it is 11:30 pm and time to go home.

You're about to get in the designated driver's car when he asks for your address. You don’t invite people over much, what with Jason having to go on patrol and bloody bats dropping in. You're also drunk enough to not know your address. "That's a relly diffisult queshion. Do you know the answer?" You look over to the birthday boy; he's been to your apartment a few times to have lunch and feed the cat.

He looks over at the designated driver. "I don’t know the address, but I know to get there... Don't worry about it. I'll take her home."

"We goin home?"

He laughs. "Yeah."

"Holy shit! Is Jason gunna be there?" He puts his arm around your waist to guide you into his car so you don’t fall.

"I don’t know. You said he was going out tonight, but I don’t know if he's back yet." He laughs again and waves goodbye to your other friends before he buckles himself into the driver's seat.

The car ride home is mostly quiet. You're half asleep, and it's not long until your friend is pulling into the parking garage. He taps your shoulder and asks for your key. You don’t know where it is. He asks for your phone. You hand it over, and he asks Siri to call Jason.

Jason picks up after half a ring.

"Hello?"

"Hey, man. It's me. We're in the parking garage and your wonderful girlfriend is too drunk to find her keys. Any chance you're home."

You hear Jason's voice ask something about articles, news, and pictures before you fall asleep again.

A few minutes pass and someone's calling your name and unbuckling your seatbelt. You look over and see Jason leaning over you.

"J'son!"

"Hey, sweetheart."

"I missd you." He grabs your bag off the floor.

"I missed you too. Hey can you give me your phone?"

You nod your head and hand him the phone.

"I'm gonna pick you up. Ready?"

"Yeah!" He lifts you up while you shout "Weeeee!"

He closes the car with his shoe and turns toward your friend. "Thanks, man. Happy Birthday. Sorry about everything."

"'s no problem. Take care of her. Bye."

You don’t remember much of the elevator ride up or getting in pajamas or getting in bed. But you remember waking up. That wasn't fun.

Jason makes you breakfast, and that in itself isn't out of the ordinary at all, but he's acting weird. Every time you ask for your phone he says "I'll give it to you in a minute."

You can't take it anymore. "Jay, just tell me what happened. You're killing me. Did I post anything dumb while drunk again?"

"No." He sighs and grabs your phone out his pocket before opening up an article. You take your phone from him and read the headline. You feel sick.

"Jason Todd and Girlfriend Broke Up! Finally She's Gone"

You take a bite of eggs off Jason's plate and keep reading.

"Here's the evidence:

"nobody's heard from the couple for months, not even so much as an instagram post from the once vocal couple

"Todd was seen last night at a concert singing his heart out to breakup songs, images below

"and most damning of all: the now would-be ex-girlfriend was spotted last night getting cozy and leaving with new man, exclusive photos below!"

You scroll and see zoomed in photos of you kissing your friend's cheek and getting into his car. You bang your forehead into the counter repeatedly. Jason puts his hand over the spot you're hitting your head against. You look to him and he looks apologetic.

"I'd prefer if you didn’t read the rest. I don’t think Vicki Vale likes you very much. I'm having Bruce sue the company right now."

You try to hit your head into the table again and he grabs your cheek to stop you. He leaves his hand there. This time, you look apologetic.

"I'm sorry. It just makes me upset when people think I don’t love you or that you don’t love me." You meet his eyes and he's smiling.

"I had an idea."

He pulls two small boxes from his pockets and you stop yourself from making a comment about the size of men's pockets. Before you have the time to freak out, questioning what's in the boxes, he opens them. They're necklaces with the initials of your first names. He takes the one with your initial and puts it around his neck. The chain on his is longer than the other one.

"Obviously you don’t have to, I just had a feeling you might want to. I'm not trying to put a brand on you-"

You cut him off with a kiss.

"I'm never taking it off."

#saph’s love letters #jason todd #saph’s thots #jason todd x reader #red hood #red hood x reader #jason todd imagine #jason todd x you #🕷️ anon #hurt/comfort #fluff #angst #Jason todd fluff #jason todd x reader fluff #I stopped beta-ing my stuff at some point. I apologize. I just hate reading my own stuff

[nanqmies]

Cotton tail | Wolf!Kaeya

tw: dubcon, knotting, overstim, biting, slut shaming, manipulation sorta ??, hair pulling, praise, degradation, creampie, breeding, manhandling, semi public sex, anal, nipple play, gn amab!reader, reader is very naive, also you’re a bunny hybrid, red riding hood au, I think that’s all?

wc: 2.8k

a/n: i’m veryy happy i finished this so quickly!! this wasn’t what it was supposed to be but i kept writin n thinking abt how it would be great as kaeya cause hes such a tease ^^ again i will try to clean up how everythin looks!! please enjoy my work. ଘ꒰⑅ ´ ˘ ` ⑅ ꒱♡

nsfw under the cut~

"Don't go near any wolves!" Your mother reminds you, with worry on her voice. Fixing your old red hood, your floppy bunny ears sticking out. "I packed Granny some cookies, berry jam, and a water just in case." She ruffles your hair once more, then gives you a soft kiss on the forehead.

You grab the basket of goodies from her hand, tucking everything underneath a plaid cloth. "Momma.. I'm not a baby anymore! I can take care of myself!" You sigh, hugging her tightly "Go down the left path! And avoid any-" you cut her off quickly,"Wolves! I know Momma! Love you!" Shutting the wooden door quickly behind you and running towards the dirt path leading to the old woods.

You were ecstatic to go out, you were old enough to go out on your own now but your Mother was so overprotective. Wolves were predators and dangerous to rabbits, your father sadly losing his life to a rabid wolf. Since then your Mother has been on edge ever since, never letting you go out on your own as she was terrified the same would happen to you. But finally she let her worries aside to let you bring your ill grandmother some sweets to help her recover..

Your fluffy little tail and ears bounced as you walked along the path, crunching dried leaves under your feet. The sun was still up, but you wondered how long it’d be until it started to get dark, to be completely honest you weren’t necessarily listening to what your mother was saying, her words and warnings falling of deaf ears. You were too excited to go out to listen to what she was saying.. She did say to avoid wolves and bring the basket to Grandmas house.. What path did she say to take?? I guess I’ll find out when I get there… Were constant reoccurring thoughts in your head.

You were mindlessly walking through the trees at this point, waiting for the singular path to separate to two.

You stop to think, “Which way did she say to go again..?” The right looks a little familiar maybe, you trust your gut and swallow, quickly walking faster through trees and bushes. A slight shiver runs down your spine, was someone following you? You feel like eyes are on you, watching your every slight move. You’ve been walking for almost 30 minutes now, your feet and legs feel sore every step you take. You tread on for a while until, a grassy area in the distance catches your eye. Thank god..!

It’s all quiet here, the sun not too bright in your eyes. Sitting down, you plop down on the grass, setting the braided basket down on your lap. Digging into the basket and eating a cookie, sighing as you chew on the yummy treat. You needed this, surely Granny wouldn’t notice a few cookies gone? And maybe she wouldn’t notice half of the water gone as well.. She has been going up in age and you are her lovely grandchild.. You eat another cookie washing it down with water, taking the last bite your ears stand up and start twitching like crazy, leaning forward checking for sounds. Trying to identify where it’s coming from while looking around. Hearing sticks breaking and leaves crunching from the bushes.

"My, my.. Aren't you a cute bunny.." a deep voice rumbles from behind causing you to jump. You whimper, trying to crawl away. "No no no, stay still.. Are you lost?" The deep voice asks, coming closer, trying to comfort you.

"W-What a deep voice you have!" you blurt out recklessly

“The better to greet you with, my dear.” the voice responds.

Coming out the dark forest, its a tall man with scruffy ears atop his head, his rough tail swishing behind him showing his clear excitement. His bright colored eyes watch you curiously, a playful smile pulling at his lips, revealing sharp teeth. Cupping your face, his long nails poke into your soft cheeks. You flinch slightly at the touch, whimpering even louder than before. "You're trembling like a leaf.. Whats your name pretty?" Tilting your head up, you mumble your name quietly, he grins more and introduces himself as Kaeya. His big hands lower down your trembling figure, rubbing your thigh comfortably.

"So, what brings a cute thing like you here?" he whispers, You flush at how close he is. "My Grandma is sick.. I came here to bring her sweets." replying shakily, humming in response. Kaeya’s large hands explore your clothed body.

"And what big hands you have!" you stare down at the hands rubbing gentle circles into your thighs

“The better to embrace you with, my dear.” He squeezes your thigh, wiping the stray cookie crumbs from your soft lips.

“I don’t think your sweet grandmother would appreciate you eating her food..” He rubs your floppy ears between his fingers, making you squeak at the unexpected touch. “Mr. Wolf! Don't do that!" whining at the touch, chuckling at the nickname, he questions further "Why not? Does it feel weird..?” His grin is unsettling on his face, like he’s hiding something behind that friendly smile.

“I shouldn’t talk to wolves…” trying to stand up but he quickly shoves you back down into the grass, you can finally get a good look at his face. Long hair tied into a braid, a scar near his eye covered by a cloth eyepatch.. His one visible eye a bright periwinkle blue, with long dark eyelashes. You can’t help but comment on it.

"Goodness, what big eyes you have!"

“The better to see you with, my dear..” responds the wolf, holding both your small wrists together and pinning them to the ground.

Kaeya’s free hand roams your body, pulling and yanking at your clothes. His sharp nails tracing against your skin.

“Mr. Wolf… Please it feels weird..” You struggle against his heavy body on yours as he pins you down under him with no effort. “Tell me, does it tingle here..?” He pokes your stomach, “No!” , he tries not to laugh at your naivety but continues poking different places on your body until his hand hovers over your crotch. Kaeya reaches down cupping your clothed privates, you squeal loudly attempting to scramble back, "Don't touch there!" yelping louder than before. He chuckles, pressing his body against yours. Frantically trying to squirm under his grasp, struggling to break free.

"Let me go!" pushing against him and kicking your legs. Your useless struggles only seem to turn him on more. “Let you go?” He pouts, “Why would I do that..?” he gropes over your crotch, “Your body seems to be saying otherwise..” ripping a hole your thin bloomer shorts, he flips you over on your stomach, squeezing the squishy globes of your ass, your bunny tail twitching in response. Kaeya unbuckles his belt and pushes down his pants just enough to let his throbbing cock spring free, salty pre already dripping at the tip. It’s huge..! Veiny and girthy whilst the tip burns an angry red. Your eyes immediately widen in worry, "No- no! It's too big!" yelling at him, "It won't fit!" you keep squirming and writhing under him again.

"Don't worry, Cotton tail I'll make it fit in your precious little body." he whispers, a glob of spit landing on your rim, rubbing it in with his tongue. You jolt at the newfound feeling, your legs shaking in anticipation. Kaeya’s tip slowly pushes in, stretching your rim painfully, you never expected someone as big as him to be your first. "Stop please stop!" you moans, back arching off the ground, he shakes his head more. Kaeya grins, pushing in his large cock deep inside you. You cum immediately after he bottoms out in you. Your breathing becoming heavier, sweat dripping off your forehead. “I haven't even moved and you already came?” Voice full of mockery? “Such an eager slut." he coos, moving in and out of you quickly. Crying out from every overwhelming movement. Drool runs down your chin,

"M- Mr. Wolf! Mmf Aahn!" gasping for air while clutching at the grass. Your hips rutting against Kaeya’s fat shaft, feet thumping rapidly against the ground. "Oh sweetheart, you really are tight." he praises you with a groan, pushing in and out as deep as possible, his cock reaching further trying to abuse the sweet spot in you. A thick ring of cream building around the base of Kaeya’s dick, pulling your hair roughly to bring you up, sinking his sharp teeth into your neck. Pearly whites tinted red with blood.

“N-Ngh..! Mr. Wolf..! T-Teeth too sharpp!~” biting your lips at the painful pleasure emerging with each bite he gracefully gives you.

“Needa fuck~ mark you as m-mine, my dear..” he sinks his teeth deeper into your collarbone, hearing you squeal in response.

You’re bouncing on his cock on your own at this point, chasing his knot and thick pungent cum to stain your insides white. Your tongue hangs out your mouth, tears wetting your pretty lashes. Your mind only thinking about breeding, breeding you full of his fertile seed, over and over until it spills out the side. You’re almost sobbing, begging Kaeya to fill you with his pups. Your whole body trembling from the intense pleasure, nails filled with dirt from clutching the grass so tightly.

"Is all you ngh stupid bunnies think about is getting breeded?" he laughs deeply, He’s losing his cool at how warm and good your insides are at stroking his cock. "Mr W-wolf...! Mnnh! Pleass b-breed..!" you beg him through laboured breathing "Shh.. No more talking~ Gonna fill you up nicely. I'll cum in you every day if I have to." he spits out his words between pants. Flipping you over to your back and forcing your thighs up as far as he could, hitting even deeper than before.

"Nnnnnn... Aahn... Hnnngh!!" You squirmed beneath him unable to stop you from cumming again. He kisses him hungrily, pulling your shirt up starting to toy with your sensitive nipples. Pinching and rolling the swollen buds around his rough fingertips, relieving them of the pain with his mouth, sucking them gently and running his tongue over them repeatedly. You feel like you’re cumming again when he bites them harshly, your hips jerking up meeting your release once again.

“You're gonna be mine." he purrs, repeateding the words ‘Mine’ over and over again, chasing his orgasm with a few thrusts. "Aahh Hnng!~ Mr. Wolf Mmm.." moaning as Kaeya fills you up completely, leaving your tummy bloated full. You groan and whimper, feeling as though you would explode. Tears stream down your cheeks. "Too full.." He whispers feeling Kaeya’s knot rush with blood locking you together, pushing his not deep in you. Humping his knot against your soft ass, wanting to overstimulate his cock to cum more. “S-Stopp can’t take anymore..~ you hiss weakly, turning over and burying your cheeks in grass when he ignores your pleas and continues to rut, his cum continuously spurting thick loads in you, making sure it takes before his knot goes down.

Your body has given out completely, covered in bites and bruises, dried blood all over your neck. All your energy gone, you’re so sleepy… Your legs much to sore to attempt walking, shaking like jelly. You’re a drooling mess, grass stained clothes and hair frizzy. Your shorts ripped apart, victim to Kaeya’s rut and sharp claws. Your breathing has leveled out now, waiting for his knot to go down so he can finally move. Kaeya pulls whats left of your shorts back up your hips pulling out of you in the process. Thick cum dribbles out but he kindly pushes it back in with his fingers. Carrying your limp body in his strong arms back to your small cottage.

"Noo... needa go to Grandmaas..." you complain weakly, clinging on to his shirt. "I'll drop off the basket to your Grandmas”he reassures you, petting your soft twitchy ears. After a while of walking in the darkening sunset, you reach your home, Kaeya picks the window lock to your room placing you on your soft comfy bed.

"Mr Wolf.. When will i see you again.." you ask drowsily, He pets his fluffy hair softly. "Whenever you want my pet, you know where to go." He kisses you again before leaving out your window, you fall asleep quickly. "Be safe little bunny.. You're helpless without me." He grins disappearing into the woods.

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[lewsnumerounofan]

party foul part 2 (jeremiah fisher x reader)

summary: so what if you're in love with your best friend jeremiah fisher? one drunk kiss won't change anything. right? (spoiler: it does)

notes: not biblically accurate conrad, kissing, smut, unprotected oops, somewhat public, 3k words, reader previously dated co**ad, angst/miscomm., not proof read at all

+ part 1

+ i fucking hate htis one its so bad i'm so sooryim gooo fuckjuhnbsorry oh my god and dw abt the header image!!!!!! it's okay!!!!!

your phone hit voicemail again. it was the seventh time you’d tried calling jere, but still no luck. 

“maybe he’s staying at a friends place,” belly supplied, but she looked worried too. ever since you and jere had kissed the night before, he’d been mia. steven, you, conrad and belly had all taken turns trying to reach him with no success. at first it had been expected, but it was now rounding out on 24 hours since he’d left, and worry was starting to permeate amongst everyone. well, everyone except taylor. she wasn’t too worried about it. he’s probably just moping around feeling sorry for himself, she’d said. 

unfortunately, you couldn’t quite master taylor’s level of nonchalance. in fact, you felt awful. for a few minutes, everything had been perfect. you’d been kissing the boy of your dreams–the boy you were in love with. and then…

“yeah, he kinda checks out when he’s upset. he did the same thing after mom died.”

conrad, this time. him and nicole had just come back from driving through town trying to find him. you nodded, but a tightness was slinking into your chest. jere hadn’t ‘checked out’ after suzanna died. he’d called you, and together you’d talked for hours as he wandered the streets of boston. never before had he shut you out like this. it made you worried. more than worried; it made you feel scared.

“i think i’ll try him again, just in case,” you said. because you couldn’t not do something. because you were scared you’d messed things up permanently, because jeremiah had never, ever ignored your calls.

“okay, well i’m ordering pizza. jere disappearing or not, i’m fucking starving,” said taylor. she’d hopped off her place on the counter and now started flipping through the take out flyers stuck to the fridge. steven and belly sounded their agreement. 

“i can pick it up,” you offered, “it’ll give me a chance to go look for him too.”

you were out the door soon after, steven and taylor’s argument about whether pineapple belonged on pizza still lingering in the background. feeling a bit better now that you had something to do, you let the warm summer air breeze through your car windows. jere was out there somewhere, probably doing just fine. it’s not like he’d do something dumb or get himself hurt. if you were honest with yourself, he’d most likely just crashed at an old hook up’s house. there were plenty of those around in cousin’s, and they’d likely all enjoy having jere back. you tried not to think about it. 

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the pizza place was a 20 minute drive from the fischer’s, and you took the long route along the beach. it was a perfect summer night: seagulls called off shore, the sunset lingered to the west, and couples lazily strolling back to their cars. it was the type of night jere loved.

you were a couple minutes early for your order, so you decided to make the most of it and join the sparse crowds decorating the beach. you pulled over and parked, grabbing a light sweater for the evening weather. 

amongst the waves and people’s quiet chatter, the beach possessed a lingering hum. it was a sound that accompanied many of your fondest childhood memories, and you took comfort in it’s familiarity and peacefulness. you couldn’t help but think of jere–think about what had passed between you last night, mostly. 

did you finally tell her you're in love with her? 

you hadn’t been able to get steven’s words out of your head. the thought of jere ever liking you was one thing, but love? it felt too good to be true. 

and besides, it’s not as though it would matter if you never even got to see jeremiah again. for the first time, you almost felt annoyed at his vanishing act. he’d left you confused and frustrated and wanting more.

just then, as if you’d conjured him yourself, you noticed jere on the beach before you. his curls were unmistakable–almost the same colour as the sand. his hands were tan and strong as he leaned back on them, sun-bleached bracelets wrapped around his wrists. you wanted to take a picture of him there. keep this precious moment of discovery and summer immortalised forever.

and then he turned around, blue eyes catching yours. 

you could see the moment worry set in by the tight line that furrowed over his brows. he started to rise from the sand and you moved towards him, carried by adrenaline and anger and a little bit of excitement. halfway down the beach you caught each other, but before you could speak jeremiah was shrugging past you.

“you shouldn’t have come.”

the waves and gulls seem to mock you then–the whole perfect august night laughed in your face as you stopped, stomach sinking. it took a few moments for his words to register, and a few more for you to whip around and catch up to him. he was almost past your car when you finally managed to grasp onto his sleeve. deja vu hit you hard enough that you almost stumbled. just last night this same action led to jere’s lips on yours, his mouth hot over your body. today’s jere must have seen the memory on your face because he scoffed, pulling back sharply.

“see? you can’t even think about what happened without looking disgusted,” he said. his voice was low but convicted. closed. you hated it. 

“jere, what are you talking about? you wouldn’t know anything about how i feel–you ran away last night and no one’s been able to contact you since,” you tried. he made an attempt to keep walking but you didn't let him, this time coming to stand between him and the road. ridiculous.

“no calls, no texts, nothing. do you have any idea how worried everyone has been?”

at this jere’s eyes blazed and he took a step forwards, letting his head lower as he spit the words into your face, “yeah, i’m sure you and conrad were just about worried sick huh.”

it took quite a lot of effort on your part not to roll your eyes. what was with this boy. had the kiss not been enough? did he really think, after all this time, conrad stood a chance?

“you’re such an idiot sometimes jere,” you said, regretting it as his chest shuddered under a heavy breath. 

he laughed and looked away. his eyes were bright in the dwindling sun, his jaw harsh as he fought to control himself. slight smudges under his eyes, extra tangled curls, slightly red eyes. now that you were up close, jere looked a mess. heart hurting you reached for him, wanting to smooth back the stray hair falling over his cheekbones. to smooth over this, over him, to let him know everything was alright. he caught your hand. even this, even his firm grasp on your skin, had your body lighting up. awakening in a way it only would for jere. 

“you sure know how to make it hurt. why can’t you just fuck off and we can pretend this never happened, okay?” he hissed, but you knew jere. the way he blinked more and the way his voice changed. “just- just please go home. it hurts me to look at you right now. it hurts.”

his voice broke and he dropped your hand. you couldn’t stand the look on his face. you didn’t let him turn away from you though. this was your boy, the boy you’d been in love with every day for a year. and you wouldn’t have him thinking otherwise.

your pulse raced as you said, “it’s you, jere. it’s you and it’s always been you. not conrad. and it would hurt me if you thought anything otherwise.”

he flinched at your words but there was something in his face that changed. something small, something that took you having to know how he breathed to notice. hope. 

“jere, look at me. look at me,” you said. and he did, his eyes wide and blue. the same eyes you dreamed of. 

“i love you. i love you, jere.”

you folded the words onto his lips as you kissed him. wrapped them in sugar and pressed them onto his mouth, begging him to understand. to see what had been obvious every night you’d called him, every time you’d hugged him, every time you’d smiled at his dimples.

“i love you.”

and then you couldn’t say anything else because he was cupping your jaw, tilting your face and running his tongue over your teeth. panting as he consumed your gasps. pulled the air from you. 

jere shuffled you back until the cool press of your car met your hips. under him and the way he kissed at your neck, you had no notion of what surrounded you. no idea of anything except the heat of his tongue against your throat. your ear. your lips. 

“up,” he mumbled. that was all the warning he gave before lifting you onto the hood of your car. the metal was cold beneath you but his hands were burning as they circled your thighs, coaxing your legs apart until he could press himself against you. 

he was so big in front of you. the wide span of his shoulders, the strong shape of his hands. he was kissing like he’d hurt if he didn't. you felt feverish, you felt elated. jere broke away enough to rest his forehead on yours, chest rising and catching.

“need you,” he said. his voice was tight.

“what?” 

“said i need you.”

“here?” 

you were incredulous at first, but jere didn't even bother to look embarrassed. his gaze was level with yours and you had to blush and look away.

“we could- i mean, we’ve got my car…”

he grinned as he pulled you down, and the giggle came before you can stop it. around the vehicle and into the back seats you were both trying to stop from laughing. it was such an encapsulation of being a teenager. of sneaking around and driving each other crazy and being in love. the feeling had you collapsing onto his lap as he pulled the door closed, huffing onto the tan skin of his neck.

“this is so stupid,” you said. the grin jere gave leaves you breathless. your fingers pressed over his smile, tracing the red line of his mouth. the car was warm and dark and protected. 

“you have no idea how long i’ve waited for this,” he said, “waited for you.”

you wanted to laugh again but his hands were pulling up your shirt. goosebumps followed the path of his thumb over your bra, under your bra; when he put his mouth on you you moaned. in this little space you’d made the sound was a feeling and jere grinded into you at its touch. focused as he toyed with you, painting your chest red and purple with his lips.

baby, baby, you were saying as strong hands held you close. even as you tried to pull away–push closer?–from the intensity of his kisses. of having his curly hair fall against your chest and stomach. of his eyelashes brushing over your collarbone. you molded your palm to the thick muscle of his shoulder, watching it shake as he took his time drawing you out.

“please, jere.”

he knew what you meant. off comes his shirt, crumpled on the ground beneath the drivers seat. outside the sun had set. gulls still called from offshore, quiet on the other side of the car’s window. 

neither of you bothered getting fully undressed. after struggling with both your pants, he tugged down his boxers enough and helped your trembling fingers pull aside your own underwear. he was whispering you’re sure? even as you raised up on both knees, murmuring in your ear until you had him notched inside you. 

except for your stuttering breaths, it went silent in the car. jere’s hands were at your back, gently gathering your hair into a loose ponytail. he was shaking too then. 

it almost doesn’t seem real–that moment. the press of warm, bare skin. that just days ago you were best friends, and hours ago you weren’t sure you’d have a relationship at all. and now you were here on top of him, having sex in your car at the beach. you wanted to laugh again, but you were seeing white as jere filled you.

you couldn't keep your head up. you were dizzy as you fell forward into his warm chest, taken over by the stretch of him, the perfect fit. he found his breath again, enough to murmur that you were taking him so well. that you felt so good. 

“jere,” you said as his hands found your hips. nodding, kissing the top of your head, he guided you forward and then back, transfixed as he watched where you two fit together. 

it was a tight fit in the car. you had to bend over him so as not to hit your head, and jere’s long legs pressed against the back of the front seat. you don’t care much though, not when you could grind down and watch him tense up, muscles in his neck tight. it should have be criminal to look that pretty. his hair, slightly damp from fucking, curled tighter around his temples. his eyelashes were long over his cheek bones as he tilted his head back, eyes closed. leaning down to lick his adam’s apple you listened to him groan.

“can’t believe ive been missing out on this,” he said. his voice was breathy and quiet and warm on your face and you drew even with him. you wanted to arch into his hands, to bend yourself around him until every piece of your skin was held by his. you felt crazy. 

talking to him like this, when he was still inside you, when you were riding him, made you clench. already you were aching for it. jere knew it too. he was watching you, watching the movement of your body and your face like it was a special act just for him. like you were beautiful.

“jere,” you said. it was just about the only word you can remember.

he shifted beneath you, one hand coming to map the side of your ribs, the other between your legs. the rhythm changed as he began to meet you with his hips, and every breath became hinged on a moan. the way he thumbed over your clit, the way he mouthed at your tits. control was slipping away from you. fast. 

the new angle was almost too much, and as jere buried deep you gasped. your body was liquid and you almost tipped backwards, grabbing at his shoulders. like a man possessed, jere didn’t even pause. his large hand gripped the front headrest above you as he laid you down over the armrest between the front two seats. 

lying prone and naked half in the front of your car, you realized something quite quickly. your back windows were tinted. the front ones most definitely were not. 

“someone could see, jere!” you said, attempting to lift yourself up. most beach-goers had cleared out after the sunset, but faintly you could still hear the sound of people playing in the surf. jere’s tan hand on your chest stopped you.

“we’d better be quick then.”

before you had time to try reasoning, jere was pushing back into you. unable to argue, unable to say anything, you found his hand and laced your fingers together. it was all you could cling to as he fucked into you, as the heat of his body spread over you. it was warm and close and dark and when you finished, together, he stopped breathing. just for a second. then, while your mind was still hazy he pulled you back onto his lap and kissed you. hard. 

holding you there, safe in his arms. at some point he found his sweater and pulled it over your head. warm against his chest, body and legs aching. he whined when you clenched, absently, around him. still pressed inside you. it’s funny so you giggled and he groaned again and threw his arm over his face.

“don’t do that,” he grit out.

“why not?”

you were teasing. his eyes found you, tongue already in cheek. you couldn't look away from his red mouth.

“because i’ll get hard again.”

it amazed you how ready you were at the possibility. your spine already straightening. you don’t think you’ll ever stop wanting him.

but, faintly, you heard your phone ring. it was beneath a pile of clothes and it was on the last ring when you finally managed to snag it. 

“hello?” you said. jere watched you lazily, still smiling. 

“hey, uh where are you?”

you pulled the phone from your ear. the caller id read conrad. shit. pizzas. you’d gotten a bit… distracted. jere caught the name too and though his expression faded slightly, his gaze remained on yours. you smiled at him and couldn't help but kiss him. quickly. 

“yeah sorry about that conrad. listen, bad news is the pizza might be a bit cold,” you could hear groans from the other end of the line, “but uh. good news is i’ve found jere.”

you didn't bother to listen to the response, instead you leaned up to the boy you loved. kissed over his cheek and his dumb grin.

“i found my jere.”

#jeremiah fischer #team jeremiah #jeremiah x reader #jeremiah smut #jeremiah fic #jeremiah x you #bigkeepup

[zorosleftmantit101]

One piece group chat shenanigans

A/N: I see a little sillohetto of a man

C/W: Swearing, telling ppl to kts, Crack post, Shitpost

Luffy: Wait so like do beavers exist

Robin: yeah why

Luffy: how do I know if I seen one

Nami: you'll fucking know when you see one

Franky: guys im shitting rn

Usopp: Nami leave him alone he's autistic

Luffy: cause like I've seen a lot in my time right?

Zoro: what are you about to tell us a fucking war story.

Luffy: Zoro, your distracting me can you litterly shut up.

Sanji: honestly actually kys zoro

@Zoro has removed @sanji from the chat

Usopp: someone add him back

Nami: no dont...

Brook: sup sluts whats going on

Luffy: brook have you seen a beaver

@Usopp has added @Sanji to the chat

Nami: alright Usopp your getting blocked

Usopp: I had to I can hear him crying

Sanji: IM NOT CRYING IM LITTERLY IN PUBLIC

Brook: don't fret sanji I cry in public constantly

Nami: here we fucking go

Brook: or at least I would

Brook: if I had any eyes 👀

@Nami has removed @Brook from the chat

Luffy: NAMI I NEEDED TO ASK HIM ABT THE BEAVERS

Nami: no one cares abt the beavers Luffy

Luffy: I DO

Luffy: WHERES THE BUTTON TO ADD HIM BACK

Zoro: who added the slut back to the chat

Sanji: Zoro I hope you piss kidney stones

@Luffy has added 8 people to the chat

NamI: LUFFY WHAT DID YOU DO

Luffy: I WAS JUST TRYING TO ADD BROOK I THINK I MESSEP UP

Shanks: HEY NERDS

Buggy: what the fuck is this

Crocodile: straw hat...

Mihawk: this is highly immature

Shanks: someone shoul put you in a retirement home

Buggy: HA

Crocodile: Buggy are you conspiring with the enemy

Nami: someone kick them

Brook: IM BACK SLUTS

Ace: ive been summoned

Robin: yo what...

Law: straw hat this is unfunny

Kidd: yknow who else isnt funny

Shanks: buggy?

Buggy: KYS

Kidd: your un present father

@law has left the chat

Kidd: HA hit a nerve fucking losser

@Kidd has left the chat

@Mihawk has left the chat

@crocodile has left the chat

Shanks: im staying this is juicy

Buggy: like my ass

@nami has removed @buggy from the chat

Shanks: NERD

@Nami has removed @Shanks from the chat

Nami: Ace yknow what you need to do

Ace: 👍

@Ace has left the chat

Nami: finally peace and quiet

Luffy: anyway brook abt the beavers

@Franky has sent a photo

*opened by all*

Luffy: is that your shit

Franky: i told you i was shitting

@Nami has left the chat

@zoro has left the chat

@sanji has left the chat

@Robin had left the chat

Usopp: Franky that looks really bad when was the last time you went to a doctor

Franky: ur mum

@Usopp has left the chat

Franky: so just the three of us

Brook: indeed

Luffy: anyway brook so beavers

#zorosleftmantit #one piece #one piece x reader #one piece headcanons #one piece funny #headcanon #one piece x you #crack post #monkey d luffy #one piece shitpost #one piece crack #funny memes #text meme #group chat #one piece crackpost

[v-arbellanaris]

you can & should be deeply suspicious of anyone trying to sell you the narrative that making posts or spreading information abt palestine and gaza is not doing anything or is not important, especially when it comes with the tagline that you're incredibly "misinformed" and don't understand the "history" of the subject. spreading information counteracts propaganda and misinformation campaigns.

the court of public opinion is not some abstract nonsense concept; public opinion in egypt being overwhelmingly pro-palestinian is giving its leaders pause when considering selling out to american promises of greater economic relationships in return for opening routes to permanently displace palestinians from their homeland (thus enabling and abetting genocide of palestinians). (btw american attempts to "secure" a safe route of exit for palestinians to egypt is not out of interest for palestinian safety, because israel refuses palestinians the right of return. this is america agreeing with israel - stay, and be killed, or give up your ancestral lands and home. IT IS COLONIALISM.)

so talk. keep talking. KEEP TALKING. bc you SHOULD be outraged that gazan children are being shelled to extinction, and have been for the past seventy five years. you should talk about the nakba. you should talk about how this is not about religion - christian Palestinians and jewish palestinians are being killed in droves. israel went so far as to shell areas where their own hostages are being kept - this is not about safeguarding israel. it is about land. it is about TAKING LAND from indigenous people. we are seeing, in real time, the violence of colonialism, and we should talk about it. we should RAGE. it is not acceptable, we cannot stay quiet. where colonialism happened before in silence, in isolation, the whole world is watching, and out unequivocal stance should be THIS IS NOT ACCEPTABLE. THIS IS A WAR CRIME, THIS IS GENOCIDE, AND WE CONDEMN THOSE TAKING PART AND THOSE COMPLICIT. talk about it on social media, show up to protests, give money, talk, talk, talk. sitting in silence while people are being genocided is not some sign of intellectualism or superior understanding of a "nuanced" stance on the subject - it is COMPLICITY.

to clarify - idc what you do on tumblr dot com. this is not really a platform for activism or whatever but im specifically talking abt people on socmed who tell you staying silent is better than doing something “uninformed”. like express support for palestine without 'understanding the nuance'. there is no nuance. it's a genocide. we are witnessing genocide. people telling you that talking abt a 'complex issue' does nothing are LYING TO YOU. it is NOT complex. and talking and expressing your opinion as a member of the public DOES do something. that's why the first thing oppressive states take away is your right to protest and congregrate. DO NOT LISTEN TO THESE LIES.

#keep unfollowing me btw #i hope you die mad abt. i hope when you look back on this you are shamed by your silence. #to clarify - idc what you do on tumblr dot com #this is not really a platform for activism or whatever #but im specifically talking abt people on socmed who tell you staying silent is better than doing something “uninformed” #like express support for palestine without 'understanding the nuance' #there is no nuance. it's a genocide. we are witnessing genocide #people telling you that talking abt a 'complex issue' does nothing #are LYING TO YOU. #it is NOT complex. and talking and expressing your opinion as a member of the public DOES do something #that's why the first thing oppressive states take away is your right to protest and congregrate #DO NOT LISTEN TO THESE LIES.

[nethertrolls]

Fenris and nereus 😐

> You know asking for a conversation between some of my worst dudes should be a crime even if they canonically end up working together. Got carried away and there’s more description abt their first meeting and less conversation lol.

> Cute little google doc for preference

> After everything that had happened in the last two months, the calmness of his life right now was almost a blessing to Fenris. That is until on the way home, he was blindfolded and thrown in the backseat of some type of vehicle.

The blindfold on the way to wherever this important meeting was occurring seemed a touch excessive when the one that had set up this meeting was supposedly Nereus Proteus according to his driver and he was just one guy who had been deceased a week ago with exactly one ally to his name. Not that he had much choice in the matter as he had been blindfolded as he had been walking back to his hive and shoved in the back seat of a vehicle.

It could have been a massive lie and if Fenris was being perfectly honest, he had expected this ride to end in his permanent departure from this miserable planet. It had been a thought that increased in frequency as the fun ride ended and he was led through what the undead jade assumed was a building by his silent driver. Fenris didn’t have to continue making assumptions for very long as in two motions, he had gained sight again and was shoved into a nicely lit room.

Although the office space was average in every possible way that it could have been described, the resident made it seem bigger than it was and more daunting. He recognised the troll from mostly gossip magazines and posters, it was Nereus himself.

“I know what happened to you,” Nereus said as the door closed. The fuchsia had his back turned away from Fenris and he looked out a window. If the jade was a much less intelligent being he would have tried to taste that fuchsia blood, “and I know what you did afterwards.”

Fenris didn’t need to ask what Nereus had referred to because he already knew. He had never been remarkable even before he had to dig his way out of the ground, just a standard rebel that had still had the energy to try and change things but then he was murdered and became a rainbow drinker. He had killed the trolls that did it, made the pretty violet look into the sun and that’s what this whole thing was about.

No one carried when any troll under middle class died but if it was a seadweller ? There was action. “It was rightfully deserved,” Fenris growled deep within his throat as he made the decision then and now to get rid of the heir.

It turned out that the surprise tactic did not work as well as Fenris had hoped for as he ended up on the floor with a questionably designed trident being pointed at his throat, “may… you are a stupid one aren’t you little dog.”

Fenris was certainly not going to lower his own self respect more than he already had by reacting so he had chosen to stay quiet, “that’s better,” Nereus said pleased, “now I don’t particularly care about any of their deaths but the public would especially when they find out it was done by some… jade.”

All he could do was watch from his position on the floor as Nereus continued to speak “but I do follow the old traditions and getting rid of you would be a waste… You can kneel now.”

It was worded as a request but it really had not been, as the weapon gets drawn away. He swallowed down his own pride as he pushed his back off the floor, remaining on his knees. A hand lingered just inches among his head without fully touching him, “now that little act of defiance is out of the way, you will do as I say. I want to hear to say that you’ll listen like a good dog.”

“Fuck you,” Fenris spat, keeping the eye contact that had going through out this conversation, “as if I’d do something like that, I’d much prefer watching you choke on your own blood if I have any choice in any of this.”

Nereus didn’t seem affected by anything Fenris had just said.

“Well Fenris Kenlsh.. Here's the thing, an important fact that you seem to be missing. I could do things for you, give you things above your station or I could leave that indigo of yours locked in a cage with you for a while… see what happens, I’m sure someone that has been a rainbowdrinker for a month and a half has complete control of his impulses.”

Fenris ground his teeth together frustrated. Nereus had obviously done his research before this little meeting had been arranged and he is smart enough to know when his beat. “fine, what do you want?”

Nereus laughed in a way that could potentially be described as charming if Fenris didn’t want to snap his neck and drink the man dry, “I knew you’d see it my way hound, get up and I’ll give you the details.”

#Fenris Kenlsh #writings with Fenris #writings with Nereus #Nereus Proteus #Ven can write sometimes ig #conversation meme #let’s all pretend it’s good ok <333

[storiumemporium]

Conviction

Eddie Munson/Reader

| Word Count - 1.3k | Angst-ish? | The Reader is Big Pining, Literally Just Backstory |

Hey y'all! I'm back on my bullshit and this time with Mr Munson of the Strangest Things. This is the start of a collection of multiple stories, rather than a single linear one. I hope y'all enjoy it! (P.S. feel free to send in requests/questions abt it if you do~ ♥)

Eddie Munson is not a murderer.

Eddie Munson.

The freak.

The least freakish person you knew.

It was true, of course, that Eddie was an oddball. He was your weirdo, with a degree of energy so visceral that he had movements reminiscent of a frightened cat- launching his entire body around from complete stasis, an action that never failed to make you laugh, squeal with delight.

But Eddie wasn’t weird because of these things, he wasn’t weird for that- that nerdy ass game your brother Dustin practically lived and breathed, he wasn’t weird for his outfits or music choices or the way he loved to make a scene.

He was odd because he was kind.

It was hard, when you first came to Hawkins- adopted by the Henderson’s through some long legal gymnastics that you had wanted out of your mind as soon as possible, thankfully preoccupied with getting to know the family that had been kind enough to take you.

Dustin had been very small then, and you maybe a handful and some change years older- but already with far too much weighing on your soul, and you’d promised yourself the moment you met the sweet boy with the strange sickness that you would be whatever monster you needed to be to keep him safe and innocent as he was that very first day you met.

This of course, was grounds to become a social pariah.

The scary, scarred up kid protecting the nerd with the missing teeth? You garnered a reputation nearly overnight.

This was fine, lonely, but fine- you couldn’t protect Dustin from every bully, but you did from the ones that counted, the ones that were older and meaner, the ones that weren’t just stupid children, but filled with actual malice and the will to act on it- the kind that’d give him scars to last a lifetime. This left you an island, a massive cliff against which the waves of public opinion smashed relentlessly, breaking up against your jagged edges.

There were other oddities of course, thee only school in Hawkins couldn’t only have you, but the likes of kids such as Jonathan Byers did not hold up against the pressures of vicious children stuck in a box together, and instead elected to slip beneath the waves, hoping that their silence would buy them some small respite from judgement.

This was your life, until Eddie.

He wasn’t your Eddie of today, hair cut short and a forced etiquette that you could see by the set of his mouth was wrong wrong wrong for this boy.

It was small, simple, the kind of thing any other pair of kids could overlook if you weren’t both so desperate for someone to care. He’d noticed you forgot one of your books, awkwardly tracking you down in the cafeteria to give it to you with a pursed smile.

Of course, that hadn’t been the thing you really noticed then- no, in the moment you’d noticed that he looked you in the eye, that his voice wavered from nervousness rather than disgust, and that not once did he try to sneak a glimpse of the famous (or infamous) pockmarks across your face.

You supposed you’d been too quiet that day, because he’d begun to retreat embarrassed when you nearly lunged at him with an offer to stay. Though you didn’t say it, you’re sure he heard the ‘please’ your heart wailed out.

He’s been with you every day since.

You watched him warp from quiet boy to class clown to- the freak. You watched as his reputation overtook you, as he began to adopt a new persona, one that was armor and yet true to him. Leather jackets and long hair and glittering silver rings, as everyone else forgot crater-face in favor of Eddie and his boisterous air.

But underneath all of that glitz?

A boy who read Lord of The Rings with you, who gave you his jacket without even asking when he’d see you were cold, who invited you to everything he went to, and especially everything he arranged, who gave you every last one of his friends. A boy that you know- somewhere deep down inside, martyred himself so he wouldn’t have to watch everyone look at you like that anymore.

So you could finally breathe.

Eddie was a good thing in a world full of shit, in your tired and heavily cynical mind.

So this? This was heresy.

Eddie Munson was not a killer. Eddie Munson couldn’t hurt a fly.

He was good, he was good.

He is good.

It hadn’t taken much convincing, Dustin was more than eager to have his sister on his side in the debate whether or not Eddie had murdered- no, mutilated- some poor girl in his trailer, Steve and Robin had caught one glimpse of the positively homicidal rage in your eyes and had immediately silenced any protest of you coming along to find him.

So here you were, listening to these morons bickering back and forth as you tried to find Eddie, your Eddie.

Hands traced along shelves and cabinets, dipped through boxes, looked for any sign that he was here- or had been at some point. Your attentions began to wander, gaze landing on a tarp strewn across Reefer Rick’s small boat.

You bent over it slightly, bent and twisted fingers feathering lightly across the lip of the heavy blue cover, intent to pull it-

You’re being slammed hard against a wall, the elevated slat of wood digging harshly into your back so much so that you can practically make out it’s splinters- the edge of a knife is digging into your neck, though it’s tip is quivering restlessly.

Big, familiar brown eyes are piercing yours.

He doesn’t look- human, for the brief moment that he doesn’t recognize you. You’re just a shape, a threat, you can hear the shouts and protests of your friends and family but it’s all sinking like detritus beneath the roar in your head.

He looks so scared.

“Eddie…” you coo, quiet as a whisper to the man mere inches from your face, brandishing a blade against your jugular.

Your hand is hesitant, slow, and you hiss as he catches it in his periphery, panicking and digging the blade deep enough to draw a steady pinprick of red from you. But you don’t stop, and that hand comes to rest against his clammy face.

“Hey, Weirdo.” Your smile is bittersweet, and you bite back your own desire to get emotional at the sight of his extreme distress. “It’s me, it’s just me…”

The haze is beginning to clear, and just as fast as he’d pinned you to the wall he’s ripping himself away, landing with a comical toss of limbs against the boat he’d been hiding in. You see the guilt written across his face.

You touch fingers tenderly to the new wound on your throat, a bit numb to the cacophony of voices- Eddie is talking to them, you recognize by the agitated movements of his mouth, but you’re all caught up in yourself and can’t seem to understand anything being said- there’s red when you pull your fingers away. It’s not enough to be dangerous, but it’s still a sight surreal to know that Eddie drew your blood.

He’s still looking at you, and you’re still looking at him. English returns to you all at once.

“You- you guys wouldn’t believe me.” Eddie whimpers, looking downright pathetic where he’s crouched.

“Try us,” you say damn near before he can finish speaking.

Eddie is good.

Eddie is not a murderer.

Your Eddie is innocent.

You’d prove it to the whole world if it’s the last thing you did.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie x reader #stranger things #stranger things x reader #eddie munson x you #stranger things x you #eddie x you #my fic #Eddie Fic #Eddie Angst #Angst Fic

[phantasmaltrain]

wip friday for yet another au that’s possessed my brain. how fun :D

( this au takes place abt 3~4 months after the events of the scarvio post game! i have a few hcs about the timeline of events so this takes place roughly in july while the main game events are in march~april )

all was quiet.

well, not quiet, but calm enough that penny didn’t mind the walk to her dorm room door, the ring for her keys looped over her finger.

…yea, keys. for a while, it had just been the key to her own dorm, but now there were at least nine.

florian, juliana, nemona, arven; giacomo, mela, atticus, ortega, and eri.

ten, counting her own key.

trading spare dorm room keys with friends was a common act among academy students. kids always crashed over each other’s rooms like it was a sleepover; mostly during the summer, for the kids who didn’t go home and stayed on campus.

she wasn’t exactly used to so many keys, now, but it wasn’t a bad thing.

nor was actually getting outside. as much as a bummer most kids would find community service for the league of all things over the summer, it gave her something to do. she got to be in her element and fix things, which was a win-win.

fiddling with the ring to find her own key once she got to the door and twisting the doorknob, penny was only mildly surprised to find juliana and nemona attempting to sprawl across the rather small rug on her floor, clearly chattering back and forth.

both attempted to crane their heads to the door, quickly chiming out greetings from their spot on the floor. penny’s response was that of an amused hum as she closed the door behind her, putting her bag and zip-over jacket on her desk chair.

“ i’m assuming your ‘paradox sweeping’ has gone well today? ”

right. paradox sweeps, as they liked to call them.

unfortunately, just because the time machine had been shut down didn’t mean all the paradox pokemon disappeared. they were still active in area zero; restless, at that.

the league didn’t seem too keen on letting the public in on what lurked in the crater in the center of the region; fortunately for them, juliana and nemona always seemed to be itching for a battle challenge, and didn’t seem to mind wrangling in any stragglers that got too close to any cities to be dangerous.

there were probably better ways to deal with passive crises like this other than dishing out teenagers to solve their problems, but hey, the league wasn’t exactly the most effective running system.

but juli and nemona were having fun, so penny found no point in trying to nip at them just yet.

nemona rolled off the rug with an exaggerated inhale, as if she had been waiting for someone to ask her that question since noon. juliana seemed to echo that thought with a quiet giggle, though the girl made no effort to cut nemona off until the point was right.

“ dios mío; penny, you should’ve seen what happened today! ”

“ well it already happened, so just tell me about it. ”

despite the almost snarky response, the two girls could tell penny’s interest was still present regardless, seeing as while she was already looking to make a quick evening snack, ( likely something microwaved, ) she still kept glancing over her shoulder, awaiting a continuation.

juliana squinted for a few moments, a smile slowly crossing the brunette’s face. turning to nemona, the two nodded with silent laughter, before turning to penny.

“ we’ll tell you if you come down to the lunch hall with us. ”

“ it’s seven at night! nobody’s out there until at least eight or nine during summer hours, it’ll be nice and quiet, just how you like it. ”

seeing as the two were both sharing that dopey, mischievous grin they constantly wore, penny eventually complied with a huff. it was like their secret little version of baby doll eyes- hell, she’d seen them get it to work on arven more than once. ..then again, arven wasn’t exactly the toughest out there, so maybe she shouldn’t have been surprised by that.

“ alright, alright. just let me get my pajamas on first. ”

waving in dismissal with a sigh in defeat, penny picked up the half folded porygon themed t-shirt and shorts, retreating to the bathroom for a few moments to switch her clothes, while nemona and juliana finally got up from their tangle of limbs and rug.

when the blue-and-red-haired girl did finally reappear, tossing her outfit from before into a hamper, nemona was quick to gently, yet enthusiastically, grab the other’s wrist, tugging her to the door with a grin.

“ c’mon! i think they have grilled cheese and soup today! ”

..grilled cheese didn’t sound awful.

#fuzz moment #pokemon #pokemon scarlet #pokemon violet #pokemon scarvio #pkmn scarvio #scarvio spoilers #( vaguely ) #pokemon juliana #pokemon trainer juliana #pokemon nemona #champion nemona #pokemon penny #team star penny #writing #writing wip #fanfic #fanfic wip #pokemon fanfic #pokemon fanfiction #pokemon au #au name is at large but i’ll figure it out eventually #update #calling it the hectic hotspot au #you’ll see what i mean #( eventually ) #hectic hotspot au

[windowlessatmosphere]

Who Do You Love?, Ch.3

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Summary: Kim and Chay decide not to go public with their relationship since it's so new and they don't want anyone's reactions coming between them. Then Kim accidentally lets it slip on Instagram Live that he's no longer single, and the hunt begins to figure out who the mystery boyfriend is. Unfortunately, some of Chay's friends are hot on the trail, while he attempts to stay out of it entirely.

Chay was finally coming to the end of the paper he’d been working on for hours, just reading through one last time for any missed errors, when his phone vibrated on the coffee table in front of him. He leaned forward to grab it, frowning in confusion when he read the notification.

wik meme team fern 🎨 named the conversation “mb protection squad”.

He shot off a quick text in response, figuring it might be a typo, or some reference he wasn’t getting. Fern changed the group name pretty often, and half the time the names were based on some meme she’d have to send him before he understood.

chay mb?

fern 🎨 p’chay u did NOT miss the live r u kidding me?????

Chay grimaced at that. He hadn’t said anything to this particular group of friends about meeting Wik when he’d started tutoring him originally. At first, it was just because it seemed like a pretty outrageous claim, and he didn’t want his friends thinking he was messing with them. Later, he’d had his heart broken and certainly didn’t feel like sharing that their favorite singer was the one responsible. They knew he’d gone through a messy breakup, but he’d just said that he was still hurting and he didn’t feel like talking about it. Once they’d gotten back together…that was complicated, too. He wanted to be able to tell his friends about it, but…they were definitely going to freak out, no way around it. Kim would wonder why everyone in this one friend group was obsessed with him, and Chay definitely didn’t feel like explaining that they’d all met through stan twitter, bonding over their love of…Wik. He typed a response back to Fern, glad to have the excuse of schoolwork to justify not watching an IG Live he definitely wouldn’t have missed before meeting Kim.

chay no time, been working on an essay FOREVER :/

new ☀️ OMG guys that means he doesnt KNOW unless u DO know… do u know?????

chay ???? i hav literally no clue what ur talking abt

ying 🐼 wik talked about his boyfriend on the live!!!!

Chay’s heart stopped for a second as he read the most recent message. He and Kim had just talked about keeping their relationship quiet. Kim had even been the one to suggest it! Chay had been secretly relieved, knowing he didn’t need to come up with a way to explain himself to his friends just yet, but he hadn’t wanted to hurt Kim’s feelings by suggesting it. And now Kim was..talking about him to his fans? Of course, he wouldn’t  know that Chay’s friends were included in that group, but still…how much had he said? Had he named Chay, given details, would Chay’s friends be able to piece it together? He panicked for a second before shaking his head and replying to the group chat.

chay what??? what did he say exactly??

new ☀️ lmao knew he’d be interested 😆

thorn 🎮 Not a ton, but he’s definitely taken. Sorry to half of you guys lol.

ying 🐼 it was super sweet! his bf texted while he was live and he got all smiley and distracted 💗💗💗

fern 🎨 ya but then he was like ‘sorry that’s my bf’ and then ‘OH SHIT’ apparently it’s a secret  🤷 istg this man only has two braincells 🙄

ying 🐼 its not a secret he said theyre just keeping it quiet!!

new ☀️ not THAT quiet ig

Chay’s shoulders relaxed a little as the messages poured in. Kim had just let it slip by accident, not great, but not a huge deal. He typed out a response, trying for a casual tone.

chay lol did he give any details

new ☀️ HE’S HOT!!!

fern 🎨 ya he said he was hot lol

Chay blushed at that, staring at both messages and trying to figure how that could have come up by mistake. Whatever, not important right now, he tried to remember. He sent another text, hoping his interest seemed like that of any other fan, rather than someone nervous about being found out.

chay no name ig??

fern 🎨 excuse u his NAME is mystery boyfriend and he’s the only man i respect

Chay breathed a sigh of relief, at least Kim hadn’t let his name slip.

chay mystery boyfriend??

fern 🎨 ya wik said it wasn’t a mystery so obvs it IS a mystery

thorn 🎮 Ok I literally JUST got the new GC name.

new ☀️ p’thorn could u pls get it together and get on the meme train with us???? u too p’chay!!!

fern 🎨 MYSTERY BOYFRIEND MYSTERY BOYFRIEND MYSTERY BOYFRIEND

ying 🐼 guysss he wants to keep it private we should respect that!

fern 🎨 then he can keep it private!!! but i should be allowed to meme in peace

new ☀️ right there with u fern p’chay go watch the live so ur caught up

chay ahhh i will later but im having dinner with hia tonight so cant rn

new ☀️ ok cool cool ✌️ text me when u watch it!! he looked sooo cute he hasn't done an ig live in forever i miss gushing with u 😢

thorn 🎮 He has a boyfriend now?

new ☀️ we can still gush!!! respectfully!!

chay lmao luv u guys i gotta go ttyl  💙💙💙

Chay shook his head at his friends, glad that things seemed generally unchanged. He always felt a bit weird talking with them about Wik, now that he was dating Kim. The last couple months, it’d been pretty easy for them to chalk it up to how down he was about the breakup, but they’d all noticed how happy he’d been lately. Not that he could blame them, he couldn’t hide it if he tried, with how Kim made him feel. Speaking of Kim, they should probably talk about the whole “mystery boyfriend” thing once he made it to his place after dinner. And it never hurt to mess with Kim a little, he figured, grabbing his phone and shooting off a quick text to his boyfriend.

chay babe? did u maybe say u hav a bf on ig live?? after we just talked abt not doing that???

#kinnporsche #kimchay #kim khimhant theerapanyakul #porchay pichaya kittisawat #kinnporsche fanfiction #kimchay fic

[dethbug]

OHMYGOSH FOR THE VALENTINES SELF SHIP ASK AND FOR LOFFMAN OFC!,!.!: the ship of all time 😌😌 the ship to ever ever ever

Darling, hugs, love letters, and smitten!!! >:3

HEY YOU. i love you. i would do doodles for this but my energy is looooowwww rn so youll just have to go by my descriptions for rn but i will doodle it later hehe :)

~ darling ; what outfits would you both wear on a date? feel free to show pics!

dates in hoffman's mind are "going to a fancy restaurant" or "going to a fancy dance" OR SOMETHING like he always approached dates as ... "they need to be extravagant/big" -- overtime ive shown him that anything can be considered a date......essentially ive shown him the joys of a nice night in,, with fort making and shitty baking ^_^ SO THAT BEING SAID it really just depends what we end up doing for a date night!!!!

when we get all dressed up for something fancy, he is always sure to match with me (i.e. a burgundy tie to match with my burgundy dress) -- it was a trend that started from our first fancy date and it was completely unexpected,, and seeing how much it made me melt,, he never stopped... it definitely stayed an unspoken thing

"...I like that tie." "I like your dress." (cue the knowing smiles + intense eye contact)

for a simpler night in, we just stay in our pajamas :) i am one to wear one of his shirts + shorts or sweats ,, and hes just a sweats guy. yeah he rocks no shirt , his honkers are out for the world to see. sorry abt that

~ hugs ; are you and f/o affectionate / open about your relationship in public?

yeah. we're annoying as fuck im SORRY. im just the type to always be holding on his arm, or his hand --- and hes the type to always have a hand on the small of my back, or an arm across my shoulders, etc etc

he isnt afraid to kiss in public - THAT CAN MAKE ME RLLY EMBARRASSED AND FLUSTERED THO so its him that initiates the face hold + gentle peck just to see me get all red (he chooses his timing w that tho - he is a trickster. a fool if you will.)

~ love letters ; are they good at expressing how they feel? what’s their best way of letting you know they love you?

it took hoffman some time to express any sort of emotion around me. ever since everything that happened with his sister, and ... how he coped with his grief :( ... he learned how to keep his emotions locked away and buried deep, deep down. hence why us falling in love/getting together at all is such a slow burn - bc he tries to bottle all his emotions away AND we start out ...strongly disliking one another (YA LOFFMAN IS ENEMIES TO LOVERS LMAOOOOO he fell first tho. i can talk abt the timeline of this for hours . i will spare yall for now but pls shoot me an ask if ur curious @ anyone who may be reading this)

but over time ... once he finally is in touch with that side of himself again... him expressing his love is very quiet. he speaks more-so through physical touch + acts of service/gift giving,, as hes never been good with words. but ,, he loves taking care of me. whether thats when im sick, or im overwhelmed, or he just simply wants to because he wants to. (he also loves holding me any chance he gets.....hes a very soft person at heart, not that hed want anyone to truly know that tho hehehh)

~ smitten ; was it easy for the people around you and f/o to figure out you liked each other? did they get involved in you getting together at all?

I THINK THAT GREATLY DEPENDS ON WHO IT IS. i think amanda knew first because ... partially its bc shes my twin and knows me as well as she knows herself , and could see through WHAT I THOUGHT WAS my "hatred" for him (that comes with its own drama tho tbh) -- but on the other side of the coin, i dont think kramer/lawrence were quick to realize it at all

ALL THIS TOOK FOREVER FOR ME TO TRY AND EXPLAIN IN A WAY THAT MAKES SENSE IM SO SORRY my brain feels fried rn ......

#ty mia ily #[🗯] asks.txt #[⚙️🤍🦇] die with me #ask game #bug.txt

[baddiedaddy7]

💚🐸𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙮 𝙎𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙨🐸💚

𝗔𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀

attention span is not long. may ditch old ideas, if they get bored, or find something more interesting. HAS to win an argument. may think being the louder one during an argument is the way to win lmao. talks in a dynamic way. argumentive. may make a good public speaker. may text too fast, and mess up on a few words. communication style is aggressive(always has to be right, loud, might scapegoat, etc). humor may be childish(fart jokes, butt jokes, burp jokes, just dumb shit in general lol), or humor that involves getting injured(hitting your head on something, tripping, etc). slapstick humor

𝗧𝗮𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀

great attention span, but may be a slow learner or talker. talks with stability/most likely doesn’t stutter. doesn’t mind staying on the same topic/not changing the subject. like aries, in an argument they will rarely admit they were wrong, hard-headed. arguing with these ppl are the worst, since they don’t allow others to have opinions which is annoying asf(my sister has this lmao, and i have a taurus mars, so you could imagine💀). your mind rarely changes, once made up. not the most open minded. talks with practicality. may type slow tbh lmao, and dry. may also take a century to reply. communication style may be passive aggressive(may not like being straightforward, “i didn’t think you’d pass this class, but good job”, etc) humor may be well written skits, or roasts.

𝗚𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗶

attention span is fleeting. curious about numerous of things. may stutter thanks to gemini jittery energy. rarely turns down a debate, might even lie in a disagreement to win😃. first to speak if it’s too quiet for too long. type of person to have random knowledge or may know fun facts. talks with wit. types fast, replies fast, just very active on social media. meme user. sends messages in short patches instead of just one big paragraph. communication style is passive aggressive(may mumble under breath, etc). humor may be random. may love puns.

𝗖𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗿

attention span is good, esp if it’s topics they feel with. may be bias in an argument between other ppl😬. may want to “hug” it out lmao. may like to talk abt emotional topics. talks with care. probably uses emojis a lot. writes paragraphs/in long sentences. communication style varies tbh😭. i’m just gonna do passive-aggressive(backhanded compliments, talks behind your back instead of confronting you) or assertive(expressing your wants and needs, while considering others feelings). inside jokes are your thing, goofy asf with ppl you’re comfortable with. dry humor

𝗟𝗲𝗼

attention span may be short lived. may only talk abt themselves which can be annoying💀. believe it or not, they may take a calm/chill approach in an argument. overdramatic in their speech. talks with confidence. keeps the conversation interesting/not dry. initiator in group chats. usually replies fast. communication style is assertive(uses “i”, knows their worth, etc). playful name calling is their type of humor.

𝗩𝗶𝗿𝗴𝗼

attention span may not be that good tbh(like their opposite sign, they daydream off into the distance). talks with practicality. make sure to fact check, when arguing with these ppl, or they may verbally violate you. very nit picky ppl, and may be big complainers. may abbreviate a lot of words lmao. another dry texting placement, and rarely uses emojis. communication style is passive aggressive(throws shade lmao, may like to just go with the flow, etc). may make fun of yourself to get laughs. might like humor that criticizes/makes fun of things/ppl in general. their humor has some truth to it😓.

𝗟𝗶𝗯𝗿𝗮

attention span is usually good. easy going in speech. talks with equality. can also be charismatic. may ppl please. in arguments, they can try to compromise, and fix everything, even when it’s unfixable. dislikes conflict, and may need to learn to embrace them. may dislike ppl that curse a lot, or are loud. the way you text may be unclear to some. also texting isn’t direct, and may use things like “k” or “nice”. communication style is passive(lacks eye contact, doesn’t want any conflict even though they feel some type of way, etc). another placement that likes well written jokes, and may have a strong dislike for dark/inappropriate humor lol.

𝗦𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗽𝗶𝗼

attention span is attentive. you’re not easy to read, and it can take time to truly know you. you may over analyze and get suspicious over the dumbest things. observant, and might be into psychology. in arguments, doesn’t tolerate dumb shit. can be a bit of a ghost when it comes to texting. tries to get in your business and asks random shit. might not text too much info, since they don’t want ppl to screenshot the chat lmao. assertive is your communication style(considers others feelings, uses “i”, etc) or aggressive(yells, tries to intimidate you, etc). humor may be dark, offensive, and/or taboo/inappropriate. sexual jokes.

𝗦𝗮𝗴𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘂𝘀

attention span is actually good, if they’re interested, if not then it’s non existent. either rlly open or rlly closed minded. you may mistake being blunt for being honest or some ppl may mistake your realness for being rude. talks with rowdiness. in arguments, may be hostile. uses “:), </3” instead of “😃💔” in text. but then again, may use actual emojis a bit. communication style is aggressive(loud, doesn’t consider others feelings, etc). humor may be mocking accents, sarcasm, and/or satire.

𝗖𝗮𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗻

attention span is short, if what you’re talking abt isn’t important to us. fluent in atleast 2 languages, which are sarcasm, and facts. we don’t have time or patience for ignorance. we may come off as standoffish, when in reality we just stick to ourselves or we’re just too honest. talks with common sense. talking is soothing, atleast i’ve been told. i feel like we use facts in an argument more than emotions, but me personally i try to include both(this is my placement :)). probably doesn’t use caps in text. may have a lot of ppl on delivered. reply game varies based on person, only replies fast to important ppl. communication style is most likely assertive(has a backbone, stands up for themselves without being loud, etc). humor is satire, dark/offensive, and/or sarcastic. if you have tiktok, you definitely know abt satire humor LMAO.

𝗔𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘂𝘀

attention span is only good if they care. says random things. takes forever to reply. talks with detachment. observant. in arguments, probably doesn’t think of others feelings, and just says whatever. may be harsh in arguing. another placement that probably uses this “<3, :), etc” instead of “❤️😃”. may ghost your messages. communication style is passive aggressive(talks shit behind your back, may not care to confront others, etc). surreal humor, humor is eccentric lol. may like adult animated shows

𝗣𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗲𝘀

attention span isn’t good, since they daydream a lot. might say personal stuff in accident. relatable. great listeners. talks with warm heartedness. cool in arguments, and will stand up for what they feel is right if necessary. another placement that may use emojis a lot. texting may be emotional. shitty grammar. communication style is passive(goes with the flow, bad eye contact/body language, hates drama, etc). another placement that makes jokes abt sex. may joke abt drugs(other ppl doing it or themselves, or ppl acting like their on drugs lmao)

please keep in mind that other things will affect certain traits, like your moon sign. don’t plagiarize, and have a good day🤍

#astrology #zodiac #zodiac signs #astro notes #astro observations #mercury signs #aries mercury #taurus mercury #gemini mercury #cancer mercury #leo mercury #virgo mercury #libra mercury #scorpio mercury #sagittarius mercury #capricorn mercury #aquarius mercury #pisces mercury

[nazumichi]

hiiiii i’m so so sorry but i haven’t been able to stop thinking about the thing you said about zukka miscommunication and how their miscommunication is more “we are both very aware that there are things wrong here and we are growing farther apart every time we try to ignore it but maybe we can hold out a little longer and pretend not to see it because it’s scarier to imagine what would happen if we didn’t find a way out of this” than anything and imagine if zuko’s last resort (instead of like. talking about it because he’s scared of what i said could happen) was propose to sokka because he does want to marry sokka but mostly he does it because he thinks maybe marriage can fix that rift between them. and then after he’s carved a betrothal necklace and proposes, sokka just can’t do it because he doesn’t think he’s ready for the consequences that would come with being out to the public AND he’s scared that this means zuko wants him to stay in the fire nation and sokka can love zuko but he can’t love the fire nation and he runs off

hi i love u btw 🥰🥰

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VEEEEE. YEAH (omg wait u thought abt something i said abt ur blorbos holy shit 😳😳) like of course they care for each other and want you know. each other. so zuko’s desperate scramble to ensure that is proposing, he’s pulling out all the stops, they can be perfect and they can be happy once they’re married, gotta overpass this hurdle!!!

hes conning himself with that idea, “once we’re married we’ll be fine again, gotta ensure our future together, we can take traditions and bring them down once this happens” but of course it’s not that easy!! of course he rebelled against his nation before but things are different now. sure he’s older and more mature, but he’s the fire lord. he has a role to play, a role that can’t be seen as lesser by council and ancestors.

and maybe sokka doesn’t want marriage!!! maybe he was fine with how things were before, before the “we have to keep quiet about this, we have to put this problem under the rug and smooth it over, then we can be happy for realsies” he can’t have them both, zuko and the fire nation!!! they’re not separate enough, if he (they) can’t work this out to make it so, then he’ll do it quick for the both of them. sever both limbs.

he is packing his little bag and running away and zuko will spiral and sokka will too but here’s the thing!!! it’s freer like this!!! he doesn’t have the fire nation breathing down his neck, and no matter how guilty he feels about it, he can untense his shoulders and do things his own way. and zuko doesn’t have to worry about his safety atm, he can focus solely on his job as a ruler. maybe this is better, at least just a bit better than the “we don’t think or talk about this issue, then it’ll go away” era

#ask #vee tag #im thinking abt your blorbos vee 😳😳 thinking real hard 😳😳 #ohhh i love you too 🥰🥰 making each other wail and sob is a love language

[gods-silliest-little-clown]

First, I was extremely excited to find a ftm mc, and I’ve been thinking abt the demon bros helping MC through having a dysphoric day or something, how do you think they’d react/help?

Obey Me Brothers' Reacting to Dysphoric FTM MC

Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphigor

Genre: Fluff, Romantic (or platonic if you kiss the homies like me)

Warning: Mentions of dysphoria

Pronouns: He/Him (if any) and masculine pet names

Masterlist

A/N- I'm so sorry for taking so long to get this written, I've been working on moving and totally forgot about this for a couple weeks

Lucifer

He's either too busy to notice or knows immediately when you have a bad dysphoria day

He'll confront you in private (if he can't find a quiet place, he'll call you into his office)

He doesn't want to be too forward about it so he asks general questions like "How are you feeling today?" or "How have you been doing here in Devildom?"

Regardless of if you don't talk about it, he'll ask you to sit on his lap

He'll gently hold you close to him and tell you how handsome you are

"I love you so much, my darling. No one other than you could ever have me feel so loved."

He will play with your hair and listen to you talk about your feelings if you want or hum to you and work on paperwork

If he notices at RAD or out in public, he'll try to get you back home as soon as possible

Will stay with you until you feel better or even fall asleep

He knows he's probably not the best with emotional things but he's more than happy to help you anytime you need it

Mammon

He's a little dense

He figures it out one of two ways, 1- You tell him or 2- He lowkey bullies it out of you (with love, of course)

"Oi! Why're ya actin' so weird today, Human? There's nothin' the Great Mammon can't help ya with!"

He doesn't quite understand but he takes this as an excuse to pamper you

He buys a ton of comfort things (blankets, fav foods, fav drinks, stuffed animals, literally anything that would make you smile)

He'll cuddle you while you eat or just sit in his lap while he insists he's only doing it to make his human feel better

If you need comforting words and affirmations, he'll blush and be very nervous the whole time

"L-look human, you're handsome and mine! So don't go gettin' all sad on me now!" (his hearts in the right place at least)

He'll skip out on going to the casino if you're upset during the day or before dinner, he's gotta take care of you and not gamble cuz he's the Great Mammon

Leviathan

He won't notice unless you bring it up but he'll definitely mention some anime with a trans MC

His info on dysphoria isn't 100% accurate but at least he knows more than nothing

He's very nervous, more so than usual, cuz he doesn't want to make you feel worse

He'll start off by giving you his oversized hoodies and even letting you hug some of his limited edition plushies

If he feels confident enough, he may even cuddle you but he may pass out from anxiety (poor baby)

Calls you his Henry and tries to affirm your masculinity

"Y-you're my Henry, my p-player 2. You're even more h-handsome then H-Henry in TSL."

Will try to help you get your mind off it by playing video games

He will let you sit on his lap and choose any game you want to play

If you still feel bad by the end of the day, he'll let you sleep in his tub with him while he hopes he can make you feel better tomorrow

Satan

Knowledge and Observant King

He knows about dysphoria and the whole process, he specifically did more research after you came out to him

He'll notice when it first starts and he'll try to help immediately

He's very classy and casual about comforting you

He'll ask you to join him in his room while he reads and sit you on his lap

Soon after starting a book, he'll turn his full attention towards you

He'll pet your head and softly kiss your cheeks and jawline

"Have I told you how handsome you are, my sweet baby boy? I've never met a man that can take my breath away like you do, Kitten."

He'll listen to you vent if you need to or will just shower you in adorations, he's willing to do anything to make you feel better

If you still feel bad, he'll suggest you take a nap. His voice will soothe you to sleep as he reads and plays with your hair

He's upset he can't just make it away but he will do everything in his power to return the love and care you've given him

Asmodeus

I feel like he notices everything and especially notices if you're feeling bad about yourself/body

Queen of Self Care™

Suggests new skin care products and cuddles you until you feel better

"Come here, my handsome boy needs cuddles!"

Will do anything to make you feel better

There's nothing you can do to stop him from complimenting you

Will take you shopping for new clothes if you want

Definitely one of the best at comforting

Beelzebub

Poor baby doesn't know what to do at first

He senses your uncomfortable but can't tell why so he just straight up asks

He gets a little sad when you tell him you're dysphoric but immediately tries to help

He'll cuddle with you on his bed while surrounded by snacks

Shares his custard with you

"You've always been a man and there's no one that can change that, Dumpling."

Will play with your hair and even hun to you if you want

He's experienced with Belphie feeling bad about himself so he tries to help you the same way

Will hold you close until you feel better or fall asleep

He tries to reassure you even when you're not dysphoric

Belphigor

He'll just cuddle you and go back to sleep lol

He'll listen to you if you need to vent about it tho

He'll try to comfort you but it awkward at it

"There there, can't have my baby boy getting too stressed."

Will give you head pats and cuddles for hours

He genuinely tries to stay awake but will fall asleep after an hour tops

Offers to put you to sleep so you might feel better when you wake up

If you accept, he'll try to give you good dreams as well.

Angsty muffin tries his best

#headcanon #anime #obey me #obey me x gn reader #obey me x male reader #trans male reader #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor

[glowingbadger]

do you have anything in the ask box abt sfw + nsfw hcs w caspar and linhardt??-- if not, could i rq them pls?

Two Very Good Boys TM why have I not written more for them yet lol - especially Lin, he's a fav of mine for sure~

Also. Can I just say. Linhardt has so much Game. Like, half of his support chains end with him being like "what if we fucked and/or got married haha jk... unless?" and the other person just 👀👉👈

Caspar, Linhardt x GN Reader

SFW (nsfw below the cut)

Caspar:

- Caspar is as intense and energetic about love as he is about everything else. His feelings for you grow steadily as you work together as friends and allies, and he eventually realizes that there's a reason why he's always bizarrely excited for dull monastery chores like supply runs and patrols when he's assigned with you.

- When he finally confesses, it's in the middle of some such chore. He's been staring at you oddly as you work, until he abruptly says your name, then blurts out, "I think I'm in love with you." He practically shouts it at you, his eyes fiery and his face red. Once you work past the shock of the moment and affirm that you feel the same, he pumps a fist in the air, then laughs as he lifts you and spins you in a circle.

- He's not exactly "smooth" and doesn't have much romantic experience, but his unwavering sincerity and desire to be good to you makes up significantly for these. He's terrible at surprise gifts, since he always wants to get you something you'll love, so he'll spoil it by saying something like "So how do you feel about danishes??" right before heading to the best bakery in town. But when you thank him, wearing one of those warm, genuine smiles- he just melts, and he figures he doesn't have to be smooth or clever as long as he can make you smile like that.

- This. Man. Is a Cuddler. He doesn't like to be "mushy" in public, but he truly adores every-day physical displays of affection. He can't help swinging your hands a little when your fingers are laced during a walk through town, and if you're alone together, he just habitually has to be holding or touching you somehow. Caspar was never one to sit still for long- until he realizes that holding you to his chest while the two of you chat on his bed is completely addictive.

Linhardt:

- Oh Lin, this beautiful weirdo. For a long while, you won't get much of a love confession from him; instead, he just continuously puts himself near you. He doesn't need anything from you, and there's no pressure to keep him occupied in conversation- he just finds he's soothed in your presence. He doesn't question it until he finds himself even choosing your company over his studies or sleep. Then, for some time, he actually finds this new feeling rather disturbing.

- Finally, you're both enjoying a sunny afternoon, reading, casually chatting a bit, him dozing off periodically. In a quiet moment when you'd assumed he was fast asleep, he instead turns towards you and quite suddenly says, "If I were to tell you that I find myself quite insistent upon being near you at every possible opportunity, how would you describe that feeling?" when you don't give an immediate response, he follows this up with, "Would you consider that romantic attraction? Perhaps I really have fallen for you... hm..."

- Linhardt doesn't have much of a memory for birthdays and holidays (his mind is generally occupied with any number of other things), but you're not likely to find yourself doubting his feelings for you, nor his commitment. That's because he's very blunt about telling you. The delicate propriety of the nobility is of very little concern to him, so he feels no hesitation about placing a kiss to your lips in the middle of the (very occupied) library and telling you, "My, you are exceptionally lovely today." Before, of course, returning to his search for whatever tome he'd insisted he needs to review for his latest topic of interest.

- He is an excellent listener when you've had a stressful day or are in a bad mood. Though you will need to tell him directly if you're just looking to vent, because he's one to always think of a straightforward solution for you. But, as a creature of his comforts, Lin is wonderful at helping you relax. He'll hold you and rub small circles along your back until one or both of you dozes off- if you need it, he'll even force himself to stay up long enough to talk more, or recite some list of known crest effects until his gentle, even voice lulls you to sleep.

NSFW 18+ v

Caspar:

- He likes sex intense and passionate, and has no problem "doing most of the work," as it were. You may have to guide his pace a bit, as he can get a bit too excited- but he has immense stamina, so you'll certainly be satisfied by the end. In fact, he's fully capable of cumming more than once in a night, with a fairly short refractory period, so if you're up for it, fucking Caspar can become quite a workout in its own right.

- Caspar can be pretty bitey- he loves marking you and being marked, and even he's surprised by how much he just loves burying himself at the crook of your neck, or at your chest, or your lower stomach. He's been attracted to people before, sure, but he's never known he could be so absolutely entranced by someone's body before you.

- As you'd imagine, he's pretty vocal in bed, and likes it when you are too. His pleasured grunts and moans are completely shameless, communicating exactly how incredible you make him feel. He doesn't have much of an innate sense for dirty talk, but he loves it when you talk dirty. Even simple encouragement, like "Oh, Caspar- fuck, just like that! Mmmh- your cock feels so good-!" gets his body burning to his very core. He never realized it before, but his ultimate weakness is when you can tell he's getting close, and you moan out that you want him to cum for you. It's his kryptonite, and his body shudders as a powerful orgasm takes over him.

- His cock is about average length-wise, but it is thick and very nicely veined. He's not excessively sensitive or anything, but if you manage to tie him up or force him to slow his pace in some other way, it is deliciously easy to reduce him to a whiny, needy mess. He'll buck his hips up as you tease the tip of his cock with a slickened finger, desperation in his eyes as he groans out, "Ungh, Y/N, this is torture- please, I- I want you so bad-!"

Linhardt:

- He's deeply focused and fascinated by your body, and will study you for as long as you can withstand his gentle touch. He wants to know your every single turn on, your every tender sweet spot, and wants to hear every possible way you can moan his name. Related- I've seen a lot of people assume Lin is entirely and exclusively a bottom out of laziness, and I firmly disagree. We've seen how intensely he commits himself to the things that have caught his interest, and once you're his, he's going to learn everything he can about your pleasure. He's open minded and willing to try almost anything at least once, provided it's not too strenuous.

- Lin very much enjoys exploring some less expected erotic pleasures; things like circling your fingertips with his tongue, then nipping and sucking at the tender skin, or fucking between your thighs or ass cheeks without fully entering you until you beg him. His easy self-confidence and patience make him something of an unintentional soft dom. It's not that he aims to make you whimper and beg for him before he finally enters you- it's just that he's enjoying your body so much that he doesn't feel the need to rush.

- He loves cockwarming. Lying comfortably on his side with you cradled against him and his length buried in your warm little hole- it's absolute heaven for him. He gets to relax and feel completely at ease and even a little sleepy as you hold him deep inside of you, and it's adorable when you squirm a little, trying to get his cockhead to rub into you a certain way. He gives a light chuckle and nuzzles against the back of your neck, murmuring, "Now, now, don't be impatient- aren't you comfortable?"

- He's not much of a fan of the mess that can come with sex, and resents the cleanup time required, as once he's cum, he wants nothing more than to just hold you close and let your steady breathing lull him to sleep. So, he'll generally do his best to minimize marks, or a mess of cum- though, given his method is frequently to lick you clean, who's complaining.

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hmmmmmmm. it is here

anderson & perry teacher headcanons :)

idk if theyre teachers in the same universe at the same time but i love the idea of either of them teaching, obviously in part having been inspired by mr keating and experiencing firsthand how much a good teacher can impact u and wanting to give other kids that experience

if it IS the same universe they probably work in the same district bc u know, they live together, its probably closest for both

todd would work at an elementary/middle school and neil would work at a high school (or maybe they'd both work at the same k/6-12 school) so a few years later when a kid would say they went to x school neil would ask if they had mr anderson n then would talk abt him a bit :) (regardless of if they said yes or no. he just likes to talk abt him)

in a more modern au both r those lovely teachers that have a pride flag somewhere in their room<33

so ofc a lot of kids would feel safe around them + come talk to them abt anything/bein queer :)

both in an only one of them is a teacher (and both are alive and together) au loves to brag/talk about the other; my friend/roommate/partner/husband (depends) is a poet is an actor guys he is so talented and cool ..,.,. :-)

speaking of! individually ;

mister teacher todd anderson :)

i feel like he'd be fine teaching any grade, moving around schools a lot, and/or being the sub everyone loves

he still does writing on the side/as a hobby ofc

at a middle school level he'd want to teach english, but idk im one to bet he'd be able (or might have to lmao idk how teaching works) to teach any core subject

at a high school level he would love to not only teach core english but also at least one of the lang/lit electives like poetry or uh. what else is there. speech & debate. women in literature

ok maybe not speech & debate. or maybe! maybe he took that type of class in college & gained public speaking skills/confidence or whatever and wants to spread the good word to quiet high school kids that public speaking is a learned skill!

he is the kind of teacher that, as a core teacher, lots of ppl know and lots of ppl love + respect

feel like he'd run a club. not sure which one

aside from the normal amount of rowdy teens/tweens, a lot of teachers r like holy shit mr anderson ur classes are always so ... good. like. everyone in them. and hes like lmao yeah i dont just make them memorize information i teach them in a way so they'll enjoy/appreciate the subject. plus two sided respect and trust and stuff!

in sum good kind teacher todd anderson

alright now mister teacher neil perry :)

he's Smart i'll bet he could teach any of the core subjects

or again maybe at some point he'd have to. idk how teaching works

his core topic of choice'd be english though

i wanna say second would be science bc even though he never cared abt it his parents ensured he exceeded at it so now hes super science smart</3 maybe he'll try to give kids a better experience with it idk! and ofc

thats not whats important whats important is him being a theater teacher

at a high school level btw. for some reason i can only picture him as a high school teacher

he did do acting/was involved in the acting/theater world for at least a few years prior but then decided he wanted to combine that w/ his desire to leave a positive impact on younger ppl who wanted to get into acting!!

(or just kids who needed an art credit whatever everyones welcome)

he'd probably want to stay at the same high school for a while, yk build a community + familiarity with how the program runs there and ofc get to know the kids and then their younger siblings two or five or ten years later

he has ... a very strong voice. he's not mean by any means and, being the theater teacher, he'd never put kids in situations they don't wanna be in, but his voice is very good for (lovingly (sometimes)) shouting at the juniors messing around on the clear opposite end of the theater

freshmen are always scared of him. but not in a bad way simply in an intimidated way. upperclassmen say dont worry hes cool i swear :)

it is very important to me to reiterate this for neil specifically he def would have a lil pride flag in a cupholder in his office in a more modern au

kids come 2 his office to cry. u know. as u do in theater. and he is good at handling crying teenagers

ok i think thats all ive got for now

#this is over 700 words and i will not be apologizing or putting it under a cut #however i will say #long post #dead poets society #dps headcanons #todd anderson #neil perry #anderperry #a lil #cowboy posts