#blonde c%nt

[feodor-dostoevsky]

TOM BLYTH as Coriolanus Snow in The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes (2023)

#filmedit #tblythedit #tbosasedit #thgedit #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #the hunger games #coriolanus snow #tom blyth #doyouevenfilm #fyeahmovies #userbbelcher #burgertv #useroptional #dailyflicks #cinemapix #myedit #blonde c%nt #wish we had his tom sawyer look a bit more #it's so crazy it's the same person #he looks so different in his three stages #i think peacekeeper coryo is my favorite one #not a school boy and isn't fancy yet. just a man

[neotohuu]

pastime (leon kennedy x male/gn reader smut)

tags : top leon kennedy, bottom male/gn reader, oral s*x (e) reader recieving, fingering, edging, usage of the word 'c*nt' (u) yet ambigous genitalia, and one slap.

first time writing smut, constructive criticism is welcomed. the fic may have some bad grammar as english isn't my first language.

Leon was bored sitting on the leather couch as you read your book quietly in the middle of the night.

He had just gotten off duty for the weekend and he was just waiting to pastime before his favorite show starts.

He suddenly gets a grand idea that'll definitely make time go faster.

He put his hands on your thighs and caressed them, he suddenly grabbed the book out of your hands and pinned you to the couch.

Leon started stripping you off your pants, you laying there, confused but not unwelcoming what Leon was trying to do as he pulled off your underwear, revealing your intimate parts to him.

He bit his lip sensually as he dives down his face to your sex, you moan loudly, not expecting the sudden licking of his tongue.

He slaps your throbbing sex harshly while smirking, "This cunt is just wanting me, hm?" He said quietly.

You blushed slightly in embarrassment, making him laugh and kiss your face teasingly. Leon went back to your intimate parts and gave it all the attention it needed from his tongue.

The blonde groaned as your hands entangled in his thick and blonde hair, pulling on it slightly as he sucked and licked on your warm sex. You moaned and whimpered quietly as he starts fingering your tight hole with a well lubed finger.

Your eyes crossed slightly as a tingling, hot feeling enveloped your whole body as he starts pleasuring your most sensitive spots.

Leon chuckles as you look down at him, absolutely devouring the sticky pre you're letting out. He looks up at you with those baby blue eyes, making sure that you were feeling good.

His eyes curved up happily when he saw your dazed and drooling face, proud of his work. He sucks on a sensitive part that makes you see stars and arch your back.

You panted heavily as he kept sucking, the comercials on tv flashing by as Leon hits a spot in your hole that makes you let out a very lewd moan, covering your mouth weakily with one hand.

You look down once more as he looks up as well, waggling his thick, blonde eyebrows at you teasingly as you let out a strangled chuckle and moan at the same time.

You mewled out his name as you felt near your high, you grinded your hot sex in his mouth as he laps up your pre.

You both catch eyecontact once more, him looking up and back down at your sex, seemingly thinking about where he should give attention to.

You feel him smile against your genitalia as he winks at you flirtatiously, making your heart and sex throb heavily. He was getting so cocky making you so close to a mind-blowing orgasm like this.

Leon's hands gripped on your hips as yours gripped down on the couch and his hair, you threw your head back. You were getting closer...

Suddenly, Leon's favourite show's intro song started playing. The blonde male pulled away from your leaking sex, making you whine.

He still had your pre and his saliva all over his face, wiping it off casually as he pulls back your pants on you. You whimper at the feeling of your sex being covered again by your pants, you laid there, breathless.

Leon merely smirks slightly, almost unnoticable and doesn't even spare you a glance like he didn't just edge the fuck out of you. You wiped sweat off your forehead as he licks his lips.

Yeah, this is his new favourite pastime.

#bottom male reader #x bottom male reader #x bottom reader #male reader #x male reader #male reader smut #leon kennedy smut #gender neutral reader

[laurfilijames]

I finally was able to sit down and watch The Gentlemen and gotta say I'm starting to become a huge fan of Guy Richie's films and his style, and obviously his casting choices of a certain gorgeous blond..

While I wouldn't say I gravitate toward the posh look and lifestyle of Ray (I'm more a rough around the edges girl. See: Will Miller, Jax Teller etc) I found myself absolutely drooling over this man.

His character is certainly captivating and Charlie's performance once again was stellar, and I really appreciated the calm way he delivered being so precise and attentive, albeit with his little ticks and quirks. When he lost his cool and yelled, though... 🫠💦💦💦💦💦💦

I also went feral each time he said c*nt.

I mean, come on.

#I need to talk about this for a bit #welcoming conversations about Mr. Smith #raymond smith #the gentlemen #charlie hunnam

[ikaroony]

I googled fish-based alternatives to cuss words and there weren’t any, so here’s my list:

holy [f*ck/sh*t/etc] - holy mackerel

omg - oh my gar

oh sh*t - oh sharks

d*mn - dab

G**d*mn - ghost shark

d*ck - dace

motherf*cker - mudsucker

a**hole - algae eater

c*nt - cusk

f*ck - frogfish

f*cking - flying *(as in flying fish)*

f*cking - flipping (when not combined with a fish)

sk*nk - skate

sl*t - slimy scuplin

wh*re - weever

[c*ck/d*ck]sucker - sharksucker

sh*thead - sheepshead

b*astard - basslett

also, for insults saying “you [negative adjective] [descriptive adjective] [any fish species]” also works:

you dirty little pupfish

you disgusting incoherent goldfish

you nasty blonde minnow-lover

you stupid short-sided pufferfish

you dim-witted pale marlin

hope this helps!! please reblog with more :3

#fish #cuss #alternative curse words #swear words #swearing #swearing alternatives #marine biology #marine #fish enthusiast #autism #autpunk #autipunk #cursing alternatives #cussing alternatives #alternative cuss words #alternative swear words #uhhh get this on dash #you want to see this post #new post #trying to think of more tags #goldfish #pufferfish #fish species #fish and cussing #cussing #fishing #anding #look at this please #i worked hard on this #thats a lie actually but i like my list

[littlegeecko]

Are you red-haired like senpai ? Is your hair style ACTUALLY like senpai's ?

senpai is peach blonde not exactly a redhead

my hair is black, is shaped like senpai's. In appearance im nothing like him im just an annoying mean c*nt so i can relate

#ask

[estcaligo]

blond sebek because I can't focus on art

ok, Edits Week is over. I hope.

✋🛑show your Sebek simp license before you proceed 🛑✋

unpr*tect*d ey* c*nt*ct

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst edit #sebek zigvolt #diasomnia #next week please be kind to me

[xamaxenta]

It's almost thirsty Thursday here, so let me share my random idea. Sabo with a c*nt, undercover in the heart of the WBP territory and ofc running into Marco and Ace, who can't help but be interested. Marco bc he does have a thing for pretty people, and Ace because he's reminded of the boy he had his first crush on. Cue them retreating to a room and them wrecking Sabo - he can take them both so they'll make such good use of that. Overstimulated and used, he remembers because of something Ace says, maybe because Ace starts seeing a birthmark/scar he knew Sabo to have and spirals. Marco, thinking both his bedmates broke just waits it out, shocked beyond measure when the blond they picked up started crying and apologizing to Ace - cue some reunion sex (Marco's invited because he did such a good job the first time).

Sabo starts sneaking onto the Moby after that, not willing or able to let them go.

This reminds me of that incredible “sabos parents intend to sell him” but its ABO and the WBP intercept the ship au from anon last week

Good shit still havent stopped thinking about it tbh 👌🏽

[svltry]

𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐎: males/nb, 25+ ( age gaps welcomed!! ) 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: best friend, roommate, roommate's brother or father, etc. 𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓: riley finally tries out a gift her friend got her, and oops, gets caught by the person she’s fantasizing about. 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: made with beta but can switch to legacy. read my rules/banned before replying. don't like my starters. alt fc: madelyn cline.

“fu*k.” the four letter word leaves riley’s parted lips as the vibrat*r her friend got her for her twenty-first birthday settles on her cl*t and brings goosebumps to her skin. she’s freshly out of the shower, the baby pink silk robe she slipped on is no longer covering her whatsoever, breasts free and soft and thighs pushed up and apart. she’s lucky, her roommate is working a late shift tonight which meant that she had the apartment to herself, a rare occurrence she wasn’t going to hesitate on enjoying since she hadn’t had s*x in almost a year. the tablet that she’d placed beside her is playing one of her favorite videos, a couple that always gets her hot and wet. she loves it; loves the kissing, loves the drag of teeth along skin, loves the noises they’re making. riley parts herself with two fingers, the sleekness gathered there making them slide into her easily, sending a tingling of excitement pulsing through her as she turns up the speed higher on her bright pink toy. It’s easy to go from there, letting the performance in front of her dictate what she’s doing; letting her imagination pretend that it’s not her that’s doing it. a familiar image flashes in her mind as she closes her eyes; of hands much larger than her own, rough and sure as they replace hers, f*cking up into her sweet and desperate. him. she m*ans his name and it tastes sweet on her tongue, and okay — it might not be a good idea to fantasize about the man-you’re-secretly-in-love-with while f*cking yourself, but she can’t help it. he’s right there on her mind, and she shivers as she imagines him pressing warm, wet kisses to her neck, imagines that it’s his long fingers curling into her, hitting that sweet spot in her c*nt. the blonde bites at her lip at the gorgeous image in her mind, making her whole body buzz with lust. she’s close and she doesn’t hesitate to shout his name, and blood rushes past her ears as her whole body begins to shake, but she still hears something over it, a sort of strangled noise that has her eyes flying open, only to find the man she’s currently fantasizing about standing right at her door, face flushed red and eyes parted in shock, and f*ck f*ck f*ck, she’s too close to stop herself, too far gone. her org*sm floods her, back arching and toes curling as blissful release spreads hot and tingling. she hears herself m*an, loses herself in the waves of pleasure crashing down on her, unable to stop even when she knows he’s watching as this happens; watching as she continues to f*ck herself to ride it out, watching as she lets out sounds of hot pleasure, watching as she falls apart to the thought of him. her mind comes back slowly, warm and fuzzy around the edges, and the first thing she does is close her legs in embarrassment, her cheeks red as she tries to come up with something to say. "..i- what, are you doing here? ”

#indie smut rp #indie kink rp #indie rp #open. #does tumblr still censor shit out?? lmfao

[madmanwonder]

Type: Prompt

Bonnie and Shego are constantly at each other’s heads when it comes to Ron stoppable. But it seems like the only time they work together is when his superior Kim Possible gets involved.

Bonnie: *To Shego* I hate your f*cking guts with all of my heart and soul. You know that right?

Shego: *To Bonnie* And I hate you two and I'd be glad to kill you here and now for Ron.

Shego and Bonnie turned their glaring eyes from away each other and to the smiling redhead with the buffoonish blonde who was smiling and laughing.

Bonnie/Shego: But this c*nt need to die first...

#kim possible #bonnie rockwaller #shego kim possible #ron stoppable #kim possible (character) #ron x bonnie #ron x shego #kim x ron #possessive #slight yandere #jealousy

[eclipsecrowned]

pov zorya was born blonde. natural blonde. her (canon) brother got the z*t*ra tall dark and handsome genes, she got the short weird and blonde c*nst*nt*ne genes.

she dyes her hair dark for some reason, maybe going undercover. people keep complimenting her on how much better she looks with her 'natural' hair because that peroxide blonde was doing her no favors.

zo just ; - ; motherfuckers the blonde is my natural hair--

#whole squad unwittingly roasting the card she was dealt at birth and wasn't insecure about -- #no one is ever going to believe her now especially bc her brother nerfed a lot of family photos during transition. #there's precious little evidence of her being a blonde her whole life-- #crack //

[bohemian-nights]

I'm not sure if you've ever watched a show called "The Originals" but there's a character called Camille O'Connell who enters into a romantic relationship with one of the main characters Klaus Mikaelson. Now Camille was/is a fictional character but the way the fandom treated not only her but the actual actresses who played her.....

Now Leah Pipes is a white woman with blonde hair and blue/green eyes. Nothing wrong with that of course just pointing it out. The treatment that woman endured was absolutely disgusting. I'm only bringing this up because even though Nettles’s actresses hasn’t been announced, I’m really concerned for her, especially since this fandom is batshit. And for all they like to go on about how “it’s just a show” they can’t separate fiction from reality.

I’ve never actually seen The Originals, but that behavior is not surprising. Across the board get crazy when there are ships involved and it crosses over into real life…. a lot 🙃

The HOTD fandom is already behaving very insane when it comes to Nettles and we don’t even know who’s playing her. I do not doubt that they’ll show themselves when she is officially announced.

I mean someone called Olivia a c*nt to her face, Emma was deemed “too ugly” to play Rhaenyra(and now some of those who said that have amnesia about it 🙃), Emily(young Alicent) I think shut down her social media because she was being harassed, so Nettles actress is sadly going to get a lot of hate(and it’s going to be worse because they’ll add racism on top of their sexism🤦🏽‍♀️) thrown at her.

I’d like to think that the HOTD team is trying to protect her which is why they haven’t announced her yet, but you never know with this show considering how they’ve handled things so far😬

Hate isn't cute though so those of you who try it with the real-life actress(or if some of you call the character real life racial slurs) just know that God doesn't like ugly.

#bnasks #bnask #hotd ask #nettles #netty #it's a mess #this fandom is very unhinged #🤦🏽‍♀️ #the only comforting thing I can say is that nettles actress will get an army of black women who will go hard for her #🤷🏽‍♀️

[squinoas]

PICK YOUR FIGHTER: RINOA HEARTILLY EDITION

#gamingedit #ffgraphics #rinoa heartilly #dissidia nt #c: rinoa heartilly #g: dissidia nt #mine #mine: gifs #mine: dissidia nt #as much as i am living for blonde!rinoa #i'd choose the og everytime ngl

[theravenclawlover]

Welcome to the Industry of Porn

Parings: Avengers X Female!Reader

Warnings: +18, heavy smut, the usage of the following words: c*nt, wh*re, sl*t, and others, drinking, slight angst in later chapters, fluff if you squint, and my English as usual.

Summary: AU where the Avengers are Pornstars. It’s pretty self-explanatory.

Word Count: 4,321

Chapter: 15

Chapter Title: Aren't You Glad To Be Alive?

A/N: Alright, the next one is out babes. Enjoy.

Friday had come in the blink of an eye. From the moment your father had told you that you were a terrible liar,  you couldn’t remember a single thing that happened afterward. The two days before your birthday were honestly a blur of faces coming in and out of your room while you sat on it contemplating why life was being cruel to you. You knew were being fed, or maybe you weren’t hungry anymore because your stomach didn’t feel unusual unless you count the amounts you had tried to stop the bile from coming out your mouth whenever you thought about your parents finding out about your life. Those two days had been awful, and you were glad they had come and gone as fast as they did so you could separate yourself from the impending feeling of doom that seemed to grab you by the neck. Or at least that’s how it felt to you.

Cassie had been taking care of you the second you shut down in front of your friends and the crew. You had fainted after you had managed to tell them that your father was alert that something was definitely off. Pietro had grabbed you the second your knees gave out, and he had carried you all the way to your room while Cassie tried to keep Wanda, Steve, Bucky, Thor, and Sam calmed while they trailed behind Pietro. Cassie had postponed the shoot for the next day as no one was in the mood to try to get the vibe going again after seeing you collapse. It was going to be a little hard. While Cassie made sure you were okay and told Pepper to make sure Tony didn’t find out until after he was done with your parents. Once everyone had changed back to their normal clothes and tried to get things done while they waited for you to wake, Cassie came out of your room to practically turn enraged because her only thought was that Sharon had to pay for what she was doing to you. It had taken both Steve and Bucky to calm her down while Thor made her chamomile tea.

“This is on her. She’s an evil bitch. A fucking psycho!” Had been her words. No one could deny it, and even if Peggy looked remorseful, she couldn’t come up with anything to defend Sharon. The blonde woman had marked herself an enemy by those who she once had been friends with.

You hadn’t made an attempt to wake up until the next day after lunch. Cassie had to shake you awake because everyone was getting worried that you had been out for almost twenty-four hours straight without a single muscle moving. The only reassurance that you were alive was your faint breathing. You were disorientated and Cassie knew you weren’t aware of anything that was happening around you. She was sure you weren’t even going to remember the bath she had given you with the help of Natasha and Wanda. Or the times that Loki, Scott, or Tony had brought some food for you which they made sure you ate while Cassie fed you. Everyone was worried because they couldn’t understand how you had put yourself in such a state of mind. But no one was blaming you for wanting to just escape from what was happening around you. But when Friday morning rolled around, they had been praying that you were willing to get out even for a minute for you to be able to realize that there were things to be done.

That morning you woke up to see Cassie, Wanda, and Nat on her bed sleeping, while the floor was a mess of pillows and blankets where the guys had found themselves crashing while Loki took property of the sofa. You looked around without making a sound. You saw your phone on your nightstand. You tapped the screen to see that it was only seven in the morning. And it was Friday. Your birthday. You had been alive for twenty-two years.

You looked around for a safe place to walk so you could go to the bathroom as the need to pee grew a little too fast. You put your foot on the cool tile before setting your other foot down in hopes of not waking anyone as you tip-toed to the bathroom. You shut the door behind you quietly. You turned the light on and were received with the reality of how you looked when your eyes met your reflection in the mirror. You looked like you felt, like shit. Your hair was a mess, your eyes were red like you had smoked a joint that had been a little too strong, your skin looked dry, as did your lips and your face was nothing to what you had grown to see; you weren’t happy.

You sighed before you turned to shower. You rid of everything and after setting the water settle into a nice warm flow, you went in and let the water claim your tired body. You closed your eyes and stood there as you ignored every other sound that wasn’t the sound of the water splashing on the floor or the walls or the glass door. Your mind was blank, empty, quiet, but that didn’t stop you from quietly letting some salty tears escape your eyes as they mixed with the water. No sound came out of you, no movement registered from you, there was nothing but a weird moment of you just feeling like utter shit without shame.

You have no idea how long you stood there, but when the water had turned cold, you started to actually wash yourself, ignoring the slight ache on the sole of your feet and the ache on your knees and legs. The water had turned almost freezing by the time you were done. You grabbed a towel and dried yourself before putting back your clothes without the underwear you had been wearing. You quickly brushed your teeth and tried to hydrate your face and skin before stepping out of the bathroom to see that everyone was awake and waiting for you with some breakfast and balloons.

“Happy Birthday, Y/n!” They all said in unison. They didn’t shout but their voices joined to the point that it had felt like they had.

You gave them a small smile but didn’t meet anyone’s eyes as things started to settle with you. They had been taking care of you, there was no denying that as you looked around the room. You noticed things you hadn’t seen when you awoke. Like you hadn’t noticed that there were some bags from carryout that had been hidden from view. There were charges plugged in almost around the whole room with things that weren’t yours or Cassie’s. They had been here for a while making sure you were okay. It would explain why they had been sleeping on the floor, why you weren’t wearing the clothes you remember last wearing, or having your hair not feel as dirty as it should have been.

You didn’t notice when the tears started streaming down your face, but they became obvious when a sob escaped from your lips and your hands trembled a bit when you went to cover your mouth. You heard shuffling but you didn’t raise your head as you stood there trying to suppress your cries, but it was futile when you felt arms around you.

“Hey, it’s okay, peaches. You’re okay,” whispered Cassie as she rocked you. You hugged her back.

“Thank you,” you whispered to her, but it carried in the quiet room. You were thankful, really, you were. No one had ever cared for you in the ways they all did. A group of people who you would have never thought would be your friends had gone to lengths to make sure you were okay after you had shut down. It had been new to them, and new to you. But they didn’t leave you, they were there for you.

“Thank you,” you said a bit louder as you looked at the group of friends that still stood looking at you. They gave you bright smiles as they understood this wasn’t because they had remembered your birthday.

“No problem, sweetheart. We’re here for you no matter what,” said Wanda as she gave you her usual smile that never failed to make you smile. Which you did, and this time they all smiled even brighter.

"Well, would you look at that,” said Scott as he grabbed a muffin with a candle from the tray of food that was on your bed. He walked over to you as he turned it on, “we missed that smile. Now, how about you blow out the candle and make a wish? But no pressure, it’s not like we’re starving or anything.”

You chuckled as you let go of Cassie who hadn’t let go of you until you had wanted it. You grabbed the muffin before looking at every face that was there with you. You closed your eyes and with one big inhale, you thought of your wish, and at the exhale the little lit candle went out in hopes of granting your wish.

The morning was peaceful, to say the least, no one had brought up the past couple of days, nor had you asked about them. The only conversations that carried on were about how the evening was to play out. After all, dinner with your parents was still a thing. Your parents had called around midday to wish you a happy birthday and your sister followed after exclaiming how annoyed she was that she couldn’t be there. You, on the other hand, were glad that she was at home as far away from all this drama. You didn’t think you could have lied for too long to your sister, you both grew up telling each other everything, especially after you realized that your little sister was your only friend back home. Before you went off to college you and she were best friends, now, you missed those simpler days.

When the time to get ready rolled around, you did not want to leave the comfort of your clothes before having to wear a dress that you had bought for a special occasion. And Natasha had decided that your birthday dinner dimmed properly of it. The girls had opted to get ready in your room. And so, now, instead of looking like a normal room, it looked like the backstage of a strip club with the number of clothes everywhere, the vanity littered with makeup and the lights, and the music.

“Come on, Y/n. You need to get ready, so come on. Sit here while we take care of everything. Your job for tonight is to smile, eat, laugh, and open presents. Easy as that.” Cassie dragged you to the chair. You sat on it and let them do whatever they needed.

“Make sure she looks perfect. She needs to shine today. I mean, it’s her birthday, the attention is on her tonight,” said Peggy as she tried on her tenth dress. She looked at it before turning to look for another dress. Wanda kept trying to look for something that matched the new shoes she had bought.

“She will. Use glitter, she looks cute with glitter,” said Wanda as she grabbed a black skirt that seemed to make her happy.

“Yes, glitter. Just don’t make her look like a disco ball,” said Natasha as she handed Gamora some shoes that matched the elegant yet slutty jumpsuit she wore.

“I think she’d make a cute disco ball,” she said with a grin as she turned to you. You rolled your eyes before turning to Cassie who had started to organize what she needed.

“Don’t make me look like a disco ball.” She laughed before she turned your head toward the mirror and began.

By eight o’clock, everyone was ready. Wanda had opted to wear the black plaided skirt which looked great with the high black boots she had bought, a plain black crop top, a jean jacket, and star jewelry as her head was up in a tall ponytail. Natasha had chosen a tight deep red dress that showed her middle as the top crossed which lifted her breast beautifully as her wavy medium-length red hair was free. Gamora wore her jumpsuit of deep green with her black hair slid back which made her purple streaks vibrant. Peggy wore a blue dress that looked between formal and sexy as the sleeves were see-through which gave it that less formal look. Cassie had chosen a pink velvety bodycon dress that match her soft makeup. While you had been dressed in a silky backless lilac dress that in the light seemed to shine just like the glitter on your eyelids did. You looked like you were about to go out to a disco, but in reality, you were going to one of the best restaurants in L.A. if not the most expensive one. Tony had offered to pay, but your parents had insisted on paying at least half of the night. Your parents could afford it, not like they liked to brag about how they had enough money to get reserve a table of almost thirty people for a Friday night. They didn’t like to spend, but when they did, they had the privilege of not thinking much about how much they were spending. That was one of the things that annoyed you when you came to college. They could have made your life a little easier by just giving you money at every call you need it, but you had been raised to make your own money and never depend on someone. It had helped, but you could still sulk about stupid things like that. Not that you did often. Or ever really. Besides, that money mostly went to house expenses and was saved up for trips or emergencies. Or like your mother like to joke about, in case of their death. She always made a joke out of it, which was weird. But you were used to her dark humor.

When all of you had gone down to meet the rest of the group, you were surprised to see that every single guy looked sharp and practically dripped sex appeal.

“Well, all of you look radiant,” said Loki as he scanned all of you with his sharp eyes. You blushed as all the guys had been doing just that to all of you.

“We should get going, the limousine is here and waiting.” Steve prompted everyone to get in, and soon all of you were chatting and laughing as dinner awaited. Your parents were with Tony and Pepper in the restaurant, which you were glad about because they had been the ones to keep your parents busy this whole time. Making sure everything went well.

When you arrived, you were surprised to see that while the other restaurants were almost full, the one you were going in, was mostly empty with only your parents, Tony, Pepper, Jarvis, and the restaurant staff. But that thought went away as soon as everyone started to fill in the restaurant.

“Happy birthday, sweetheart! Oh, I can’t believe my baby is so big. I can still remember the day you were brought home from the hospital. You were nothing but a small thing that wouldn’t stop fussing about until you were in someone’s arms,” said your mother as she gave you a tight hug. She sounded like she was on the verge of crying, and you did your best to make sure that didn’t happen.

“Oh mom, please, no tears. Come on, let’s get settled.”

To your surprise, the night had begun with a great note. You had been surprised to see that the section where all of you were going to sit had been reserved and that it had been set up beautifully. A table was filled with presents, another was filled with sushi, another with assortments of appetizers, and the bar had an open tab—thanks to Tony—which everyone took advantage of. Music was softly playing in the background, but it was drowned by the live chatter. You couldn’t even understand how depressing days that had come before this were practically forgotten and erased as you smiled like never before, as you felt good, as you felt loved, and as you felt like things were going to be fine. No one had even ordered food until your parents had suggested for everyone to order before it got too late. You felt bad for the waiters as they jotted down the never-ending flow of orders. There were three servers, and a total of six people serving food and taking plates away. But you knew they weren’t going home without a good tip. You were going to make sure of that, after all, you still remember the horror stories some of your old college friends told you when they worked as servers.

The food was amazing, you had only been at the place once before and it had been with Loki and Cassie during one of your impromptu lunch outings, but for some reason, the food tasted before tonight. When the chatter had been reanimated again with stories about you and old embarrassing childhood stories, you were surprised with the staff bringing out a beautiful cake as they sang to you. Everyone joined in, their phones out as they recorded or took pictures of your special day. You tried not to cry as you felt overwhelmed at the love they were showing you. You honestly felt lucky as you blew candles for a second time that day.

“Come on, honey, it’s time to open your presents!” said your mother as she brought you a random gift from the table. You grabbed it with childlike joy and quickly unwrapped it. You received a couple of chuckles as you couldn’t help your energy send waves of joy to everyone around you. The present was from Tony and Pepper. You opened it to see a beautiful box from Bulgari. You looked inside to find the most beautiful earnings you have ever seen.

“Oh, my lord. Tony, Pepper, these are beautiful!” you said as you stood up from your chair to give them each a hug. They received it with smiles and Tony played it off as if it had been nothing when you knew he was spending a ridiculous amount of money on you when had been nothing but a pain in the ass with your parents' unexpected visit.

Soon, you were opening another gift, and another, and another, and it felt never-ending as you kept being showered with presents that you didn’t know how to take. You weren’t one to receive love this way, and it honestly was too much for you when you were feeling so delicate. You couldn’t stop saying ‘thank you’ or ‘you guys, this is too much’ at every moment. But no one cared as they did nothing but enjoy the smile on your lips and the bright spark in your eyes they had thought had gone out.

Almost two hours later, you had finally taken pictures here and there while you finished opening your presents. You had sat down after giving Pietro and Wanda a big hug after receiving two of the latest lightsaber hilts that you had wanted to buy to add to your collection. You thought it over with the presents until one of the servers came over with an envelope.

“Ma’am, this was left for you. It was instructed to be your last present of the night,” the man said as he signaled some of the other staff members to come in. They brought a computer set up to a Tv.

“Mom, Dad, tell me you didn’t do a sappy slide show for this. Because, I will cry,” you said after thanking the man and turning to your parents. They turned to look at you with questioning looks.

“No, sweetie. Your father didn’t want to embarrass you, so we didn’t do any of that,” said your mother. You looked back at your friends, and you noticed that they had the same confused look. You looked at the staff finishing up. The Tv and computer displayed a collage of photos. All of them were pictures of you and your friends with smiles and no care from the world. But you quickly noticed that all those pictures were on your blog.

A sinking feeling overcame you and your hands began to tremble as your parents couldn’t help but comment and laugh along with funny pictures. You looked back at your friends, but they didn’t seem to share the same dread that you did. You glanced down at the envelope that had been given to you. Your trembling fingers opened it to reveal a birthday card.

‘Happy Birthday, sunshine! Today is your day, and just like you, it will be nothing but light!’

It was cheesy enough, but the handwritten note at the bottom made you sick to the stomach.

‘Have a grand night, sunshine. You deserve it. And you deserve nothing but a grand debut on your day. Hate, S.’

The sushi you had eaten earlier threaten to come back up as you finished reading the note. You looked up just in time to see yourself on Tv talking to the camera.

“Hi! Welcome to my vlog! I hope you can find here a little special behind the scenes about my life here at Stark Industries. You will be seeing some crazy stuff that me and my friends do on a daily! Enjoy!”

You felt eyes on you as you couldn’t take your eyes off the screen. At least now your friends knew why you were too quiet.

The next video was you and Cassie just talking about your living quarters, but it quickly turned into videos of every time you and your friends did something stupid. But something told you that Sharon was not just going to show your parents the cute stuff you had on your vlog, and your fears had been confirmed when the next video was you in one of your first sets.

“So, here we are in the studio ready to shoot,” the version of you on Tv turned the camera to show Bucky entering coming from behind the bunch of cameras that were pointed at you. He walked to you and smiled at your camera, “say hello to my viewers Mister.”

“Hello, viewers.” He smiled brightly before taking the camera from you and turning to show you wearing your spy costume which was a little too tight. “Well, would you look at that, you look gorgeous. The camera loves you. Y’all better watch the video once it comes out. Nothing but good stuff.”

“Don’t spoil it for them. Come on give me the camera back,” you had laughed as you took the camera away from him and turned it back to you. “Well, I better get going. We’re about to start, but don’t worry, I’ll show you the aftermath.”

You felt the color of your face leave you when the next thing popped up. You and Bucky were in the room where you had showered. Both of you are in your white robes.

“Are you recording?” asked Bucky as he dried his hair with a spare towel. You responded with a nod of the camera which he laughed at. “Doll, we just finished fucking each other’s brains out in front of like four cameras, and now here we are. More cameras. Don’t tell me you want an exclusive for your fans.”

There was no way in hell you didn’t look green as you felt bile raise up to your throat. There was no way in hell you were taking your eyes off the screen as the next clip came which made matters worse because it was a video of Cassie whispering to the camera while in the background moans and the sound of skin slapping were heard in the background. You barely registered the words she had whispered to the camera as she laughed to herself.

You felt the eyes on you. You felt their gaze on you. You could feel the shock and disappointed rolling off of them like waves and they crashed on you like you were the rock that disrupted the peace of the sea.

There was nothing in life that could have prepared you for this moment. Nothing could have told you that the night wasn’t going to end up with happy smiles and glorious success.

You didn’t notice the shouts to turn the Tv off as Cassie stood up to ask the staff about how they came in possession of the envelope and the setup. You didn’t notice how Tony and Pepper tried to keep your parents at bay as your father insisted on an explanation about what was happening. You didn’t notice the moment Bucky and Steve had asked Peggy about the last time she heard from Sharon. You didn’t notice the second Peggy had told them that she hadn’t heard from her. You didn’t notice when Thor, Loki, Scott, and Pietro tried to give you water or when they took the envelope from you, or when they noticed that you were pale. And you definitely didn’t notice the second you had lost feeling of your body as you fainted. You missed when Loki and Pietro had stopped you from hitting the floor, how your mother shouted for someone to call an ambulance as you had gone pale because she had turned to talk to you.

But they all had surely missed how Sharon—from across the street, at another restaurant—watched with a smirk, a glass of red wine in her hand, how a perfect night had gone to hell.

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[trixree]

STORY TIME! TW: discussion of assault.

So today I'm spending some time with my family because it's my mom's birthday, right? Well I suffer from chronic migraines and had been fighting an episode since the very moment I woke up today. Right as I'm getting ready to leave my parents' house, it gets so bad that I can't stand up anymore. Luckily, my mom is also a migraine sufferer and had medication on hand that I could take. I also live in a state where marijuana is legal (I'm 21+) and my mom offered to stop by a dispensary and pick me up some stuff for my debilitating nausea because I don't carry cash on me.

Well, I'm lazy as fuck and my drivers license has been expired for like 5mo now, so I just went into the lobby with my mom & explained what I wanted before going back outside. I left the store at the same time as a random man. As we walk through the door, he says to me and says under his breath, "mask-wearing c*nt."

I live in a very conservative state. I'm severely immunocompromised. I was wearing two N95s and Mr. "My Wife Took my Hairline in the Divorce" took offense to that. He clearly was not expecting the 5'1" twig-ass shaved head in the Ewok tee shirt to round on him and shout at the top of my lungs in a very busy parkinglot, "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?"

He repeats himself, walking towards his car, and spits in my direction. I flipped him off and invited him to "suck my fucking cock." Now, my dad is in the car, and he's like, "What the fuck did that guy say to you?" And I say, "well father, Unironic Bolo Tie kindly informed me I was a 'mask wearing c*nt'." My dad tried to follow the guy, asking him what the fuck his problem was (dude didn't respond, of course, because he'd clearly only cursed at me in the first place because he assumed I would just take it)

And I'm writing all of this to tell you that I was fucking scared. I was shaking. I could hear my own heartbeat. And all that I could think, literally my only thought in that moment? I was so fucking grateful that he hadn't touched me.

Before I transitioned, I had very long blonde hair. I went to a Catholic school with a uniform: skirts and polo shirts with tall socks. Needless to say, I've been groped in public. The first time a man I didn't know grabbed my ass, I was 14. And I didn't say a goddamn thing. You don't say anything because you don't know how, because you convince yourself that surely it had to have been a mistake-- surely it was all in your head, right? And even if you know in your heart that it wasn't, even when you know that you were just sexually assaulted, you don't say anything. I never did.

Today, I was just as afraid as I'd always been. I was baffled too, because I was dressed very masc. I have a shaved head. I was in a men's shirt and my partner's jeans with my keys clipped to my belt. I hadn't even said a single word to this man. And he called me a c*nt. He said it so casually, too. Said it again, louder, when I asked him what he'd said to me. Spat on the ground. And I was shaking. I was fucking trembling like a wet chihuahua and I told him to suck my cock.

My mom didn't see any of this and when my dad & I told her what had happened while she was inside, she was horrified. But she told me she was proud of me for fighting back.

I just feel gross. It didn't feel empowering to shout back, to curse back at him. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad I did. I'm glad I didn't just let him walk away, I'm glad I didn't just take it! But I'm still scared, hours later. I keep remembering the moment I processed what he said to me and my skin crawls. I was so close to him; we walked out the door at the same time. He could have touched me at any moment. Hit me, groped me, pushed me. I remember this, and I think I'm going to throw up.

No matter how femme or masc you are, no matter how bravely you tell someone 3 decades your senior to fuck off, no matter who is with you or how comically absurd your assaulter is, it never stops being terrifying. This is what misogyny is. This is what it is to move through a sexist world. Men who haven't gotten any pussy in 20+ years will feel entitled to say whatever the fuck they want to you just because you happen to have one. You know what? Every employee in that dispensary was wearing a mask. I was only special in that this man felt empowered to belittle me in particular. And that, my friends, is the world we live in.

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[jordanlahey]

Poly!Lost boys x Scottish!Reader

The boys love seeing a new face on the boardwalk it gives them an opportunity to terrorize the tourist and it happened to be you tonight.

What they didn't expect was when you started to talk of course they were caught off guard. You obviously weren't from here or anywhere local, but overseas. They hadn't heard someone with a Scottish accent before or someone they have taken an interest in at least. All of them would have a hard time trying to understand what you're saying to say the least.

Marko and Paul would exchange unknowning glance maybe as you to repeat a few things, talk a little slower maybe? They don't mean it to be rude the poor blondes really do try to understand. They'll most definitely pull the "say that in English." joke when you slip into your Doric dialect and be prepared for the millions of questions about what it means and how to say it propoerly. As the blonde duo do they will constantly tease you about it and if you plan to stay let's say I dunno... Forever and you slip into your Scottish ways they will not let you live it down.

Cue the "do you all wear kilts and tartan jokes and are you all ginger over there?" questions.

David finds it quite amusing especially when you are all on the boardwalk together. He's quick to notice that you'd have somewhat of a quick fuse, yelling at some poor surf nazi calling him anything you can think of as well as mixing them with swear words "daft wee c*nt" or "absolute bawbag." you really do come up with funny insults (blonde duo would definitely steal them). He'd relish in the amusement of making you repeat yourself mostly cause you don't realise he's mocking you and when you do the insults are directed at him. All banter of course.

Dwayne as per is the only one actually interested either learning what you're saying rather than make fun of you. He will however find it adorable when you get comfortable and start rambling on about something, he may not understand the words you use but hes quick to piece it together roughly. He also finds it quite interesting about the culture at least what you may know of it.

You have to remind them that phrases may come off rude but sometimes they mean the opposite too that's just something they'll have to learn too. You wouldn't know much on their side too they may use words you've never understood or say things in a different accent can be just as confusing too. It's a learning experience for both parties.

Bonus point (if you are a drinker) - Scottish folk are champions at drinking they can hold their own quite well until they get absolutely blootered even then they're funny af. You're no exception you love a good drink the boys will notice you hold your alcohol quite well but remember that quick fuse yeah it's probably a lot quicker after a drink or a few. You're also quite sneaky when it comes to drinks too, a pro at sneaking drinks into places or purchasing them without an ID.

The Scottish accent isn't the most sexiest but it is one of the funnier ones and I'll leave it at that.

Having you around would probably be even more chaotic; lack of filter, alcohol intake, quick fuse all things the boys know. Maybe they'd be slightly afraid of you who knows.

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[1teeth]

Blonde c*nt