#but if you are looking for a friendship you probably wont find it with me

[luvrbug]

When they have a crush on you

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▸ Characters; Law, Kidd, Luffy

▸ Warnings; GN reader

▸ a/n; my first OP work !!!! im still trying to grasp how to write for them but !!! i hope you all enjoy :] (psst- requests are open!)

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-> LAW

▸ Law refuses to show any emotional vulnerability. So when he realizes that YOU are the one making his emotions go absolutely haywire- its not a good scene.

▸ He cares about you so much. He doesnt form attachments easily, so when he does prepare for him to never let go.

▸ He starts to avoid you. Like, you cannot find him on the polar tang type of avoiding. He's afraid to put you in serious danger, he's wanted by the world covernment, has billions of beri on his head- he couldn't stand to put you in more danger.

▸ Law SAYS he is perfectly content with holding these feelings in until he dies. He is lying. At some point his frustration comes to a head and he just , corners you in the sub after not speaking to you for THREE WEEKS and word vomits all his emotions out while looking like a tomato.

▸ If you accept law is . surprisingly elated. This commitment doesn't feel heavy or scary like he imagined. He's not the biggest fan of PDA but he ABSOLUTELY links pinkies with you when walking around. (bepo, shaichi, and penguin are yall's biggest fans ever. they SO hide in the bushes during the first date and get discovered 😭)

▸ If you reject law .. he'll retreat back into his shell. He was open with you, and now he probably wont be. ever again. Really awkward interactions ensue.

-> KIDD

▸ He's so oblivious to his own emotions !!!!!! He's so mean to you all the time but he's killing anyone who lays a hand on you. He feels nauseous and feverish and embarrassed whenever he's around you but he's anxious and jittery when you're NOT around!

▸ He gets sooo jealous too. you could be like, sitting next to someone and he'll be breaking a tankard in his fist 😭.

▸ HE TRIES SO HARD TO IMPRESS YOU!!! He's smashing someone's face in extra flashily when you look his way. Carrying super heavy objects when youre in his vicinity. showing you all his latest inventions. He's almost like a really aggressive, abrasive puppy waiting on you to praise him.

▸ He probably blurts out all of his feelings when you sit just a little too close after one too many beers. He's raging at you for "making my head all spinny" and "making me feel like im gonna vomit glitter" while Heat and Wire are cackling in the background. Killer has his head in his hands while Kidd continues his drunken rant.

▸ If you somehow manage to wrangle him back to the ship and accept his confession, you will have a clingy, kissy kidd to deal with. He will not let you go. Your post-confession gift is a cranky, hungover kidd.

▸ If you reject him ... Kidd practically explodes. Not at you, but everyone who pisses him off is getting chewed out 10x as bad. He's hurt, and he needs time to tend his wounds. Your friendship will never be the same, but he won't make your life a living hell.

-> LUFFY

▸ Luffy is straightforward, honest, and determined. If he likes you, he'll say it loud and clear. He doesn't exactly know the line between romantic and platonic feelings, so it'll take someone like robin or sanji to clear that up for him.

▸ He is also very physically affectionate. Where you go, luffy goes. You have to practically beg to go to the bathroom alone. Skinny, Tall, Short, Chubby; luffy loves it all! He gomu-gomu no cuddles you constantly.

▸ He doesn't really get jealous. He trusts you! And he knows youre great, so obviously everyone would want to spend time with you! Just make sure he's in your top priorities.

▸ Luffy's confession is in everything he does. He never steals from your plate unless he's given permission, always makes sure you get the best cuts of meat / best quality veggies. He may just suddenly hold you and kiss you if hes in the mood. Luffy is probably on the aro/ace spectrum, so your relationship may be on the platonic spectrum some days + the romantic spectrum some days.

▸ If you turn down all of Luffy's advances, hes naturally a little let down. He won't stop caring about you, but he'll attempt (key word; attempt) to give you space and not be so affectionate. (how could you possibly turn this boy down >:[)

#one piece fluff #one piece headcanons #one piece imagine #one piece reader insert #one piece scenario #one piece x you #one piece #one piece x reader #law x reader #trafalgar law #trafalgar law x reader #eustass kidd #eustass kidd x reader #eustass kid x reader #luffy x reader #monkey d luffy

[angstywaifu]

Just One Date - Garrick Tavis x Reader One Shot

So this one came into my asks and I knew I had to do this one first. Thank you for the anonymous that sent this in with some other amazing ideas. I'd say I am sorry for picking Garrick first, but I am not. Hope you guys enjoy it! If you guys have any more one shot ideas feel free to send them through! There will be more of these :)

“Come on Y/N, it’s just one date!” Garrick calls after me as he follows me through the crowd, turning heads as he calls after me.

”As I’ve told you for the tenth time this week, no!” I call back as I weave my way through a small gap in the crowd.

I hear Garrick mumble some swear words as he struggle to get through the crowd as he follows behind me. Yet again Garrick had cornered me between classes, asking me out on a date for Valentines Day. Which was tomorrow. I will give the boy one thing, he was persistent. But nothing about our friendship indicated more than friends. Did I find him attractive as hell? Gods yes. But we weren’t exactly close. I only knew him because of my friendship with Imogen.

”Why won’t you say yes?” He asks. He’s getting closer.

I turn around and he nearly slams into me, stopping himself at the last second.

”Because I won’t” The worst excuse ever. I mentally slap myself for it.

He cocks his eyebrow at me as he looks down at me. “That has got to be the worst excuse ever.”

I roll my eyes and start walking through the crowd trying to get to lunch. We’d all had battle brief so the hallway was more packed than usual. He swears again as he tries to follow me. Unfortunately our interaction has caused on lookers and they easily move out of his way to let him through, obviously wanting to see what happens. He reaches out and grasps my shoulder, spinning around as I lightly smack into his chest.

”Please Y/N, I’m just asking for one date.” He asks, his eyes pleading at me to say yes. “You might even want more than one by the end of it.”

I roll my eyes at the cockiness in his voice at the last part. Behind him I see our friends watching anxiously at the interaction.

”You really think one date is all it’s gonna take to win me over Tavis?” I reply sassily earning a smirk from him.

He steps back and leans down to look at me, still smirking at me. “I won’t even need to finish the date to win you over.”

I close my eyes and sigh. One date. It was just a date. There was no way Tavis was that good. I’d never even seen him go out with a girl here before. All I had to do was go on one date, and then he would leave me alone. It was probably just some dare from Bodhi or Xaden anyway.

”Fine.” I tell him, opening my eyes to look up at him. “Just. One. Date.” Emphasising each word clearly.

”You wont regret it.” And before I can respond he turns and runs back down the hallway.

What the hell did that boy have planned.

The next day comes quickly, and every time I catch Garrick’s eyes he smiles at me, clearly excited for whatever he had planned. We hadn’t spoken since I had said yes to the one date, so I had no idea when or where he wanted to meet me. My questions were answered not long after classes ended. A loud knock on my dorm door signalling someone's arrival. But I already knew who it was. I open the door to Garrick standing there holding a bouquet of flowers. And not any flowers. My favourites. White Orchids. I try to rack my brain of any time I would have mentioned this, but come up blank. How the hell did he know?

”Already left you speechless have I?” Garrick teases as I stare wide eyed at the bouquet of flowers in his hands.

I roll my eyes at him and take the flowers. “Don’t get too ahead of yourself Tavis.” I turn and place the flowers on my desk.

I turn back around to him leaning his arm on top of the doorway as he looks down at me. I swear my jaw nearly hits the floor at the sight. The pose perfectly shows off his arm that is braced on the doorway.

He smirks, clearly aware of the effect he's having on me. "Ready for our date, Y/N?" he asks, his voice laced with confidence.

I take a deep breath, trying to regain my composure. "I guess so," I reply, trying not to let his charm get to me. "But don't think this changes anything between us. It’s just one date."

He chuckles, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "We'll see about that," he says, extending his hand towards me. "Shall we?"

As I take his hand, a mix of excitement and nervousness washes over me. I can't deny that there's a part of me that's curious to see where this one date will lead. Maybe, just maybe, there's more to Garrick than meets the eye. But I won't let myself get too carried away. After all, it's just one date.

As he leads me our of the dorms I catch our friends off to the side watching us. Smiles all plastered on their faces. I go to let go of Garrick’s hand but he tightens his grip as he leads me towards the flight field. As we take the last steps into the flight field I see his dragon waiting for us. He leads me over to him and motions with his head towards him.

”Up you get Y/N.”

I look at him wide eyed. No way did he expect me to mount his dragon. Riders only rode on their own dragons.

“No way. Not happening. My dragon will chuck a fit if I go up there.”

Garrick’s dragon chuckles at us, hot air blowing over the both of us.

”I’ve already sorted it. Chradh is happy to let you up there, and your dragon has agreed as long as she can be nearby. Now up you get.” He playfully shoves me towards Chradh.

I huff but begin my climb up Chradh’s leg, Garrick close behind me. I settle into the spot on Chradh’s back, and freeze as Garrick sits right behind me. His legs either side of mine, his chest pressed up against my back. He rests one of his hands on my thigh, his breath tickling my neck.

”Breathe Y/N.” He whispers.

I let out the breath I had unintentionally been holding, but I yet again freeze as Garrick places a blindfold over my eyes. I go to take it off but Garrick quickly captures my hands in his.

”You will take it off when I tell you to.” He whispers harshly in my ear.

I can feel my heart racing as the blindfold cuts off my vision. The sound of the wind rushing past us lets me know we have taken off. Garrick wraps an arm around my waist, holding me close to him so I don’t fall. I was an experienced rider, but I had never been on a dragon blindfolded, let alone a dragon that wasn’t my own. A mix of excitement and uncertainty fills me, wondering what Garrick has planned for our date. I don’t have to wait long before we land. I feel Chradh lower himself down to a ground. Garrick keeps his arm firmly around my waist as he removes the blind fold with the other. It takes my eyes a few seconds to adjust to the light, but for the second time today my jaw nearly hits the floor.

In front of me is a clearing that overlooks the valley. The view is gorgeous as the sun starts setting, casting a yellow glow across it. Next to the edge of the cliff is a blanket with pillows set up and what I swear are all my favourite foods, and a neatly wrapped package.

“You sure it won’t take me one date to win you over?” Garrick whispers in my ear, startling me and sending a shiver up my spine.

I glare at him over my shoulder. “I’m sure.” I say sarcastically as I remove myself from his grip and dismount from Chradh.

Shortly after Garrick lands next to me, grabbing my hand and leading me over to the blanket and pillows. My thoughts on the food are confirmed as I see all of them are foods I love. Strawberries that I have every morning at breakfast, the cupcakes that Quinn makes when she can find the time, my favourite chocolate from the town near the college, and the sandwiches I make if the kitchen serves the right things. I let Garrick pull me down to the blanket with him, kneeling on my knees as I take it all in.

I look at him and raise my eye brow. “How the hell do you know all my favourite things? Imogen helped you didn’t she?”

I already know she didn’t. And Garrick’s shake of his head isn’t needed to confirm.

”I know you better than you think Y/N.” He starts as he leans forward, arm resting on his knee as he looks at me, “You have those strawberries every morning with breakfast. Everytime Quinn makes those cupcakes you practically jump up and down in your seat. Everytime you go to town you always go and buy that chocolate straight away, and you’re always sad the day after you finish the last piece. And every weekend when they put stuff out to make sandwiches, you always make the same one.”

I stare at him wide eyed. He was right. Down to the very last detail. But how did that explain the flowers?

”What about the flowers? I’ve never told anyone.” I ask, barely above the whisper.

”When we did our RSC training and they stuck us in the woods with the other quadrants, we made camp the first night near a clearing with flowers. I remember you wandering over the the flowers as we set up camp and picked a few. You took them back to the Quadrant with you when we were extracted.” He tells me, not skipping a beat.

But my heart does. He remembered a detail so small from our first RSC mission nearly two years ago. Clearly Garrick has paid more attention to me than I had thought. He reaches out and grabs the package I had noted earlier and hands it to me. The small nod he gives me, signalling me to open it. I open the package carefully, almost scared as to what is inside. I know it is going to be something I love. Theres no denying that after everything he’s done so far. I tear away the brown paper to reveal a jewellery box. I look up at him confused and he motions for me to keep going. I don’t miss the nervous look in his eyes as he watches me. I open the box and my heart skips a beat again. Inside is the ruin stone Liam’s mum had given me. Given to all of us marked ones. Mine had been one of the smaller ones, and I always kept it on my desk. And as I rack my brain, I hadn’t noticed it on my desk for the last week. Ever since Garrick had started asking me to go on a date with him. I pick it up and notice and black leather cord it is now attached to. A Necklace.

“Garrick.. I-” The words get caught in my throat as I look between the necklace and him.

He smiles before he takes the necklace from my hands, leaning forward to fasten it around my neck. As it necklace settles on my chest, his hands move to cup my cheeks, angling my head to look up at his. I feel like my heart is about to burst out of my chest as he leans forward and brings his lips to mine. The kiss starts of slow and delicate as I recover from the shock of the moment. But I quickly wrap my arms around his neck, pulling me closer to him. His arms grab me by the waist as he pulls me into his lap, deepening the kiss. After a long time he pulls away and rests his forehead against mine, both of us breathing heavily as we stare into each others eyes.

”Told you I wouldn’t even need one date.”

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[honkytonk-hangman]

Checkmate

Jake Seresin x Aviator!Reader

Summary: You've been transferred to Dagger Squad, which is both good and bad. Good, because it meant the brass felt you belonged with the best. Bad, because the best already had a tight friendship group, and you were not yet apart of that. And you may never be, if you keep making fun of a certain someone's callsign.

Notes: This is basically me deciding that Jake is the biggest fan of 'Dallas' there ever was or ever has been. no I wont be taking suggestions. Thank you for coming to my TedTalk. This will probably have another part to it, but wanted to share as is for now.

Masterlist

You step into the squad ready room, glad to find it busy enough that your arrival goes more or less unnoticed. You weren’t normally the wallflower type, but you’d been deployed enough times by now that you’d developed a system for assimilating, one that mostly involved keeping your head down and performing so well that they would have no choice but to gladly welcome you. That way you never had to experience the mortification of being snubbed by an already established friend group who you would have no choice but to continue working with and seeing every single day.

Perhaps you were a little bit of a wallflower type, but this current transfer was going to be the greatest challenge to your usual ploy of sneakily befriending them all the while proving your worth. Not only was Dagger Squad made up of the top percent of Top Gun graduates in the past few years, but they had all been chosen for a classified mission just over a year ago, meaning that their pre-established friendship was probably going to be harder to sneak into than the Pope’s private snack pantry.

Thus, why were you moving at an even more subdued pace than usual. You were still in the observation stage.

To their credit, Dagger had been more genuinely welcoming than some of the group’s you’d subbed in for, but as nice as they all seemed, they still had a natural cohesion and flow, both in the sky and on the ground, which you were not a part of.

Yet, you remind yourself. You weren’t a part of it yet, but you would be. There was no alternative, because at last you had been assigned to a detachment permanently, which meant Dagger was it for you. You needed this to go smoothly, you needed to avoid any possibility of ostracization, embarrassment, or long-term derision. Just keep your head down and grow on them slowly, they’ll barely even realise you’re worming your way into their hearts until it’s already too late–

“Hey, Bishop!”

You manage to at least not look like a startled deer at the sudden call of your name. Across the room, you see most of the usual group gathered, Rooster and Phoenix taking up one couch, Coyote, Hangman and Payback spread over the other, with Fanboy lounging on the arm, balancing rather impressively. Paypack leans around Fanboy to check if he had your attention.

“Bishop,” he grins brightly when he sees you looking back at him, and you force yourself to calm down and relax as you approach, which is a little easier given his friendly aura.

“What’s up?” you ask, adjusting your go-bag on your shoulder, doing your best to sound casual but not uninterested.

“Your callsign, what’s it mean?” Payback doesn’t beat around the bush, and although you experience an amount of horror over the question, it isn't the first time you've been asked, or you’ve needed to explain. The chagrin you feel about your less-than-stellar identifier passes a little faster than it usually does though, as Payback waits for your answer with nothing but genuine curiosity and interest.

“Oh–”

“–‘Who shot J. R.?’, Right?” Hangman cuts in suddenly, and you think he sounds strangely excited. Your lips twitch, wanting desperately to grin, but you don’t want anybody to think you’re laughing at him, so you just quickly nod, and gesture that he’d got it.

“What?” Payback and Fanboy speak at the same time, turning to look at their friend in equal amounts of confusion, amusement and disbelief. Hangman stares back, either refusing to be embarrassed, or being physically incapable of feeling it in the first place.

Apparently, even in regards to Dallas.

“The greatest cliffhanger in T.V. history? Oh, come on!” Hangman throws his hands up, shaking his head. You can’t be sure of exactly how much of his incredulity is real, though the accusatory look that each person in the room receives in turn tells you that perhaps you should keep your own thoughts about the classic to yourself.

“Unbelievable! Nobody here is too good for Dallas!” Hangman huffs resentfully, pointing specifically at Coyote, who is the only one not bothering to hide his snickering.

You blink away from Hangman, leaving him to what looked like his surely impending conniption, at the hands of Dallas. Live by the oil tycoon, die by your mistress, your grandma would say.

You look at Payback, and shrug.

“The guy’s I trained with thought I sounded like the character, so…” you say with a shrug. Usually this was as far as the questions about your callsign would go, your explanation reasonable enough to those who asked.

“What? You don’t sound anything like him.” Hangman cuts in again, sounding as though the idea was personally offensive to him, aided by his disgusted expression.

Instead of taking offence, you startle and clap your hands, throwing them wildly out as though you were a character on a 90’s sitcom.

“Right?!” You exclaim, perhaps a little louder than you intend, and certainly louder than any of the squad expect of you either. You drop your Seinfeld-arms, and quietly clear your throat.

“I–I’m not even from Dallas.” you’d been wanting to say those words for the past eight years. 

Hangman rolls his eyes, as if to say ‘clearly’, but he sits up slightly and gestures vaguely at you instead.

“Your last name is literally ‘Bishop’– Every ready room I’ve been in for the past fourteen years has had about sixteen copies of the official chess rulebook– It’s just lazy,” he waves the hand he’d flung your way, and shakes his head again with a derisive sniff, followed by a deep grunt.

“Not that J.R. is bad, or anything,” he adds, and it takes you a moment to realise his grunt had not been a part of his displeasure, and was in fact a result of Coyote’s elbow spiking him hard in the ribs.

“It’s certainly unique,” you shrug, you mind flooding with possible responses, but they were the kind you’d give to a friend, a fellow aviator you’d known and flown with for years, not a virtual stranger.

Then again, you were trying to assimilate, and in Seresin’s case at least, verbal sparring seemed to be something he actively sought out. You’d noticed it the past week. He wasn’t ever exactly mean but he toed the line, just enough to bait out a response, however, he was let down by the fact these people knew and cared about him, and were willing to simply ignore his attempts to roll around the proverbial mat (which, to his credit, he still seemed to gain some satisfaction from. The man was a master of mind games).

You aren’t completely certain you’re right in your observations, but you figure it couldn’t hurt to try, seeing as with very little effort, he’d helped you get over eight years of nitpicking about your callsign off your chest by simply pointing it out.

“Well, it’s not too unique. It could have been something really embarrassing, like yours.”

You realise then, that actually, it could hurt quite a bit to try after all.

Everyone stares either at you, including Hangman who blinks slowly, his face completely devoid of any give away as to whether or not you’ve just made your next few weeks here a whole lot worse for yourself. You think Rooster lets out a quiet chortle disguised poorly as a cough, at the same time Fanboy whistles slowly, like a school student signalling the start of a fight. You feel your face begin to heat up, and you clumsily shuffle your slipping back further up your shoulder, not helped by the way Hangman has not stopped staring at you, his eyes following your jerky, nervous movements.

That’s when you see it, and strangely despite the utter mortification and minor panic you’d almost been sent into, an amount of joy that is definitely too much fills your chest and head. Hangman clicks his tongue against his teeth and you can see clearly now, that although not a reaction you had seen him give his friends, he was performing this solely because he could see it was getting a rise from you, compounding your uncertainty.

You aren’t sure if being correct about the man living for drama is really a good thing at all in the long run, but for now, you’ll take the amused smirk that grows across his features, and the likely subconscious acceptance in his unrelenting gaze.

Phoenix snorts then and kicks out at Hangman’s shoe. She isn't looking at him though, instead she’s got you fixed in her gaze, grinning widely and brightly in a manner that suggests you might have just gotten a two for one deal tonight.

“We’re all heading out to the Hard Deck later, you should come,” she tells you, eyes sparkling in a way that makes you glad for the effective trick shot you’ve managed, as you’d had Phoenix pegged from the start as the hardest nut to crack. “Especially if you’re gonna keep tone on Jake.” she adds with a snort, and jerks her head in Hangman’s direction

You briefly glance toward the blond man, who has surprisingly little add, considering his downfall was being planned right in front of him, but he simply seems to be listening good-naturedly, as if he didn’t spend every conversation he had playing a verbal game of cat and mouse his opponent usually had very little chance of winning.

Now, he sits quietly, half listening to what Phoenix had been saying, and half tuned in to Payback and Fanboy’s lively chatter about pool trick shots. Hangman cuts in, declaring the trick shot described as ‘simple’, and you wonder if Phoenix considers beating him at pool to be keeping tone.

From the way he clearly puffs his chest out now, fully invested in the trick-shot chatter, you think it just might.

You look back to her, and find that she too has picked up on the boy's plans for later, her face now pulled into a near-machiavellian grin. She dips her chin in question to you, and then towards Hangman, the meaning clear as crystal, and you give her a completely unrestrained smile in response, which only makes her own smile turn positively villainous.

All of sudden you feel as though you’ve arrived on the first day of summer camp. Before you even know it, you feel a friendship begin to form, one far stronger than any mere pinky promise, the kind of loyalty that can only be adequately expressed through the sacred exchanging of friendship bracelets.

Camp is ended when the up until now quiet presence of Rooster lets out an amused snort. He looks as though he wants to say something, to Phoenix, at least, but holds off, either because it would give the game away to your unsuspecting victim, or perhaps because he didn’t really know you well. The man wasn’t shy, per se, what you’d picked up over the last week was that of a man happy to let others do the talking, but would gladly take part if he had something to offer or add. The kind of quiet confidence that comes from knowing you were actually extremely cool, you suspect.

It was nice, and one of the reasons you were so eager to make a good impression and naturally ingratiate yourself here. Unless something majorly disruptive were to happen, this was your squad now, very likely until you left. There was nowhere to go up-wise, Dagger was the best of the best.

You and Phoenix reign in your expressions and she shrugs more casually, leaning back into the cushions.

“We’ll see you later, then. Bob lives on base, so I can ask him to wait for you if you want?” To her credit, her voice has fallen back into a smooth casualty that only further cements your desire to be her friend. You nod and give your own shoulders a bit of a roll.

“I’d appreciate that a lot, if it's not too much trouble for him?” You aren’t sure you’d go if it meant going on your own. You might be a great Naval Aviator, but you disliked driving, especially at night, and would go some ways to avoid it if you could. Phoenix’s eyes briefly flash with mischief and trouble, but she waves off your concern.

“Nah, he’s always taking this lot home. I’ll let him know.” her eyes again, twinkle, and you get the feeling that soon your numbers in the conspiracy to knock Hangman down a peg or two would rise. Well, it already had, if Rooster counted, but you weren’t sure about him yet.

Instead of letting yourself start to try and unravel and unpick the mystery that was Rooster, you call it a night with two sort-of-wins under your belt.

It does briefly occur to you, that once you get a pool stick in hand, Hangman may not be in the ‘win’ pile for very long.

#jake 'hangman' seresin fanfic #jake 'hangman' seresin x reader #jake seresin x reader #jake 'hangman' seresin #jake seresin #hangman x reader #jake hangman seresin x reader #jake hangman seresin

[gummie-cat]

Pizza and secrets.

Desc: Charlie finds you diary and reads what you wrote about him in it.

warnings: Kissing, making out, closeted feelings, fluff, crushes

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After school you normally had Charlie over. it was a basic routine you've had in place since the 6th grade. And its now your senior year in high school and you're still doing the same practice. Today your guys agreement was to study. You both knew you wouldn't end up studying and you'd just get distracted but you enjoyed the company. Especially when its a guy you like.

You guys finally got out of school and were rushing to your car which was parked in the student lot off to the side of the school. You were so excited to get home. You absolutely HATED your school. "soooo what did you need help studying with again?" Charlie asked as soon as you guys sat down in the car. "just some homework shouldn't take long." You say as you start up your car and put some music on.

When you guys finally make it to your house the shut off the car and go inside. Both you and Charlie make a b-line to the kitchen to pig out. You see your mom sitting at the kitchen table doing some work (you assume) and say hi. "honey, me and your father are going out in a few for our anniversary. we probably wont be back until late can you please let out and feed the dog?" your mom said following slowly behind you guys as you made your way to the kitchen. "Yeah sure thing mom." You say opening the fridge and pulling out the lemonade. Charlie grabs 2 cups and slides them over to you. "Oh and by the way Charlie can stay over if you want because its a Friday." Your mom adds as she walks away going to her room to get ready.

You nod and you and Charlie walk up to your room with your stuff. "so what class is the homework for? or did you just fool me." Charlie says taking a seat at your desk and turning to face you. "I do actually have homework thank you very much. its for fucking geometry." you say sitting criss cross on your bed. "here lemme see if i can help." He says as he rolls your desk chair next to your bed. You pull out the paper and hand it to him and he takes one quick glance at it and says “yeah fuck no.” as rolls away back to your desk. “ughhhh” you exclaim as you toss the paper to the side. “ya know what. im gonna go order pizza. you stay here loser” You say as you get up and leave your room. “REMBER TO GET-“ you cut him off before he can finish “HALF PEPPERONI GOT IT.” you say marching down the stairs.

You pick up the phone and dial the local pizza place number and place your order. You then walk slowly upstairs and when you get to your bedroom door entrance you see Charlie flipping though and reading your diary. ‘SHIT. i left it out’ you think to yourself as you walk up and snatch it out of his hands. “Jesus y/n…” He says clutching his chest like you just scared him. “Stop snooping around in my room.” You tell him hitting him on the head with it. “Correction, i wasnt snooping. It just so happened to be on your desk.” He said puffing out his chest a little. You roll you eyes dramatically “are you done?” you say crossing your arms. “not yet… did you mean what you said about me? like all the ‘being jealous of kirby because im obsessed with her’?” He replies looking at you seriously. You blush and curse yourself for allowing you to leave your diary out and for this situation to happen. “Maybe…” you say nervously. Afraid of loosing a life long friendship. “So you meant what you said when you said you would kiss me?” He says. Now getting up from your desk chair and inching closer to you. “i- uhm… maybe?” You say obviously blushing even harder. You just wanted to die because of the embarrassment. If he told anyone you would never hear the end of if. “so would it be okay if i kissed you now?” He said slowly walking up to you and stroking your arm gently waiting for your response. But you’re dumbfounded. You can barely think. “y-yes…” you say growing redder and redder by the second.

He pulls you in by the jaw and kisses your lips passionately. Then he pulls back and smiles at you. “w-why’d you stop?” You say looking up into his eyes. “because i wanted to make sure you were okay and i didn’t want to assume you wanted to make out… which now im sensing was what you thought was going to happen.” He said smiling softly chuckling lightly. “I mean I did but like only if you wanted to because i want you to fee-“ you’re cut of by his mouth making contact with yours again. But a lot more aggressive this time. You quickly gather a rhythm and he starts to slip you his tongue. God you’re melting and your core is starting to become soaked just from getting touched the tiniest bit. He bites your lip and you whimper. He quickly swallows your whimpers and grins against your mouth. He starts to walk you back towards the bed and you fall on your back. He pins you to the bed and he starts kissing you. Slowly moving down to your jaw and then you neck to find your sweet spot. He knows he finds it because you whimper his name weakly. And once he finds it he abuses it. He starts sucking and nibbling quickly relieving the bite with his tongue. Meanwhile your whimpering his name as you become needy and sensitive. Suddenly you hear the doorbell. The pizza. He lifts his head from your neck and turns back around to face your bedroom door. “That must be the pizza huh?” He says looking back at you and grinning. “yeah uhm we should probably…” you say gesturing to your guys’s position. “Oh yeah right.” He says getting up and stumbling a little bit. Scratching the back of his next nervously he has a stupid look on his face. You cant help but give him a little smile before running down and paying for the pizza and bringing it back up to your room. You find charlie waiting on the bed for you. You bring the pizza box over and pop a movie on your tv. But its just background noise as you snuggle up into his arms. “ya know… im not obsessed with kirby.” He speaks up over the stupid show you guys are watching. “huh? what do you mean?” You say lifting your head to look at him. “I mean i wasn’t obsessed with kirby this whole time… i was obsessed with you. It was just a cover up. I love you” you snuggle up more into his side. “ I love you too Charlie.” You slowly close your eyes and fall asleep.

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word count: 1200 words

A/N: okay so it wasnt really smut but this is what i wanted to start it off with. I’ll work on one thats a lil more smutty next time but yeah hope you enjoyed :) I know this is a bjt short but ive been having sum writers block so i hope you enjoyed!!

this was also posted to my wattpad @Alex66035

#charlie walker x reader #charlie walker smut #scream #scream 4

[hiemaldesirae]

Ok so imagine an au where early on into their friendship Vox gets the idea that he’s probably just some entertainment to pass the time for Alastor and that their friendship will end in Vox being heartbroken and Alastor moving on like nothing happened I mean he’d seen it happen with Alastors other business partners so it’s only a matter of time before that it happens to him and the way Alastor doesn’t seem interested when Vox talks about anything certainly doesn’t help so why would Vox put his all in a friendship that was probably doomed from the start so instead of just waiting for the eventual heartbreak Vox slowly becomes more and more distant he would talk less give short answers to any questions and worse of all he wouldn’t talk about any of his ambitions anymore ensuring that they would just quietly drift apart and for the most part it’s all going well but Alastor isn’t dumb he realized pretty quickly what Vox was trying to do you see Vox was right about a lot of things he didn’t really value what they had as much he was planning on just abandoning Vox whenever he got bored but that was in the beginning now it was different Alastor got unexpectedly attached to Vox even seeing him as his inspiration his muse and only his he can see that Vox is trying to leave him and that just won’t do Vox would stay by his side no matter what.

HOLD THE PHONE... nonny youre cooking. youre cooking like hell rn im literally frothing at the mouth for this concept

ill be fr i feel kiiinda like a hypocrite saying i like this sort of storyline because i kinda hate seeing it displayed in popular media like time-regression manhwas and stuff, but for some reason it just feels like such natural progression here i cant find anything wrong with this specific portrayal of them because. Yeah. in a world where vox is a little more cognizant with perhaps cracked rose glasses, he'd probably realize that alastors just toying with him early on. and maybe at one point he might have thought, no but i can fix him... but as time went on, he slowly grew more and more disillusioned and given how dangerous he knows breaking off the alliance directly with alastor would be he probably begins to collect allies elsewhere and branch off from alastor slowly- tries to make himself quieter, more withdrawn and *boring* so that he can make alastor break it off with him first and disregard whatever he does next

but ALASTOR on the other hand... oh he is Not taking that !!! at first if he'd seen vox slowly inching away, he might have paid a blind eye to it and let it happen- that is, if that was back when they'd first met. now, with years of having vox by his side... how could he possibly go back to a world without that delightful, silly little picture box of his? no, no, this couldnt do- if vox was going to try and slip away, that little rascal, then he'd just have to work harder to keep him by his side!

thus starts a bunch of shenanigans where vox, suddenly treated to alastor paying MUCH much more attention to him than ever before and lavishing praise and affection on him for no apparent reason is simultaenously terrified out of his mind (is he lovebombing me just to kill me later?!?!?) and also deliriously happy (because alastors finally paying attention to him, does this mean he wont kill me??) and its a silly romcom if you ignore the fact that alastor looks like hes about to atticwife vox the second one more person looks at his muse

#ran rambles #hazbin hotel #general asks #radiostatic #i went overboard on this but in my defense its because this prompt has been swimming around in my brain all day #again. hate it when the person indifferent to the other starts chasing them bc of a change in personality #but for radiostatics circumstances? it fits them so well ive got no room to be a hater at all #even if i wanted to. which i dont

[zeldasnotes]

SOME ADVICE FOR MY YOUNG FOLLOWERS THAT I WISH SOMEONE HAD GIVEN ME WHEN I WAS YOUNGER🔮

Pay attention to your friends comments because they could be mentally abusing you without you noticing. When I was unemployed my ”friend” made so many comments about people who are unemployed. That ”they” are ruining society and all that. And let me tell you as soon as I got a job the comments stopped? This whole year she hasnt been making fun of people who dont have a job because its probably not fun for her anymore since I have a job now. This was not the only thing she commented either. If you are in a situation where you can not end the friendship for example if its a classmate or family friend try commenting back.

Also pay attention to when your friends call you and what they have to say. This same friend used to call me every night screaming about all the b*tches and ”h*s at work (thats what she called them) she could even call me screaming and crying but when good stuff happened she never called me. I would also see on her snapstories that she did fun stuff with other people and I was just the one she called when she was sad or angry.

Never lower your standards. You NEED people who are loyal by your side. If your friend dont hate your worst enemy its not your friend. A real friend will naturally dislike someone who hurt you.

Dont humble yourself too much. If you are suspecting one of your friends are envious of you they might be. And this can get really ugly especially as a teenage girl. Never share too much with this ”friend”.

Stand up for yourself do not try to make a bully like you because they dont ”like” people they can only respect or fear you. Either fight back or ignore dont try to kiss their ass.

If you are not welcomed there dont go there.

LISTEN TO YOUR INTUITION. Maybe you are wrong about that person and maybe they are actually kinda nice STILL something is making you feel the way you feel and its better to be safe than sorry.

If the person you are interested in is treating you bad please try to leave. I spent my college year with a guy who treated me horribly and it ruined my self esteem. So much time wasted.

Try to find your own style you wont look good in everything thats in. Some of the clothes I forced myself to wear because it was cool didnt look good on me at all.

If you are feeling insecure try looking at celebrities who look more like you. Instead of looking at people who look like you want to look. Stop torturing yourself.

Be careful in the internet because you cant take it back. This can get you into a lot of trouble later in life. Dont scream at people or fight on the internet.

#self care #school starts tomorrow #advice #self esteem #self healing #self improvement

[pastanest]

A/N: if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post.

Brienne x gender neutral!reader

Brienne x short!S/O

- so given that in the show Brienne is a staggering 6’3, the majority of the population will be dwarfed by her unless they have some giant’s blood

- however, people who are already deemed short by the rest of the world (dont bother standing up, we wont be seen ✌🏻😔), are PARTICULARLY short in comparison to Lady Brienne of Tarth

- while Brienne makes a point to not judge people on their physical appearances, as so many have done so harshly to her, she does notice your height or lackthereof

- and as much as she tries her hardest to not make any assumptions about you, she cannot help the natural protective instinct through which she views you as maybe just a little more fragile than she is

- but she would never tell you that

- until you are married or something probably

- Brienne has never spent so much time so close with someone of your stature and she admires the ways in which you have adapted the world around you to meet your needs. your ability to climb and reach things that she can grab with minimal effort, the length of time you can spend on your tiptoes to see over things that are in your way, how quickly you can find a solution to the problems your height presents to you

- she admires your resilience and finds it very endearing, she could watch you climb things all day if it werent for her instinctive response of grabbing whatever you need to prevent the risk of you falling a single inch life or death to you let’s be real

- while out with her and Podrick, with an established friendship, Pod jokes about how different your view of the world must be from Brienne’s and that you should get on her shoulders to see the world on a whole new level

- and Brienne is so game bc tysm Podrick for giving her an excuse to lift you up tytyty she is forever in your debt and will never snap at you ever again

- she is so gentle when she does lift you up, acutely aware of how big her hands are on your body as she places you on a high enough tree stump for you to then climb on her shoulders

- you are literally up there for 4 seconds before your fear of heights kicks in and you are begging to be back on ground level lol

- and Brienne is all 🥺🥺🥺 omg did not mean to scare u bb

- but then you express how beautiful the world must be to her, seeing so much of it like she can all the time, and that every time you look at her you’ll remember the glimpse you got into her world and needless to say she is just IN LOVE

- but let’s not get it twisted, just because you’re short DOES NOT MEAN you will not go feral if someone tries to hurt Brienne with words or violence

- you’ll go ham in your own way. like an angry rodent

- and it doesnt matter that 99% of the time Brienne grabs you before you can commit any crimes and you are left a flailing ball of small limbs in her arms that are barely even trying to hold you back, it’s the sentiment

- as the two of you get closer, Brienne only grows more protective of you

- and if you think she’ll tolerate other people making jokes at the expense of your height, you’d probably better check the pile of bodies with sword-shaped stab wounds on the boat sailing out to sea

- once your friendship transcends into a romantic relationship, the height-related petnames come in

- Brienne cant help herself from calling you “little one”, “little love”, “little dove”, “little angel”, you are too precious to her in every possible way

- your knightly lady will take ANY excuse to swing you up into her arms and carry you around

- and she loves nothing more than holding you as you drift off to sleep, completely shielding you from all harm and keeping you warm from even the harshest winter

- but she also treasures the nights when you hold her, your smaller hands drawing gentle patterns on the side of her face and running through her hair as she rests her head against your chest, feeling safe and secure and loved in ways that only you have ever made her feel

- overall, she would love you no matter your height, but when you look up at her from your place approximately 4 inches from the ground, she knows there a few things she could adore more

#brienne of tarth x reader #brienne of tarth #brienne of tarth imagine #game of thrones #game of thrones x reader #game of thrones imagine #fanfic #fanfiction #imagine #imagines #headcannon #headcannons #x reader

[the-s1lly-corner]

I keep seeing “small but fiesty” “big but kind” NO. GIVE ME BIG AND MEAN‼️‼️‼️/j anyways could you do TADC x a reader who’s much larger then everyone else and pretty mean with it? Like Jax mean but just a squeeze nicer cuz they’re not a TOTAL jerk

TADC cast x big and mean reader!!! (not platonic nor romantic youre just mean!!!!!!!!!)

RAAAAAAAAAAH i meant to get to requests earlier buuuuuut i fell asleep and i needed to go make lunch for myself hisshiss (not complaining though, i made onion rings !! yipee!) probably gonna answer this an one or two more requests, though; admins been struck with some art motivation spoiler uhuh i made the reader MEAN, like sure jax is mean but hes like prankster-mean, reader is just mean

CAINE:

he probably tries to get you to chill out and include you in IHA so you know. dont become under stimulated and slowly lose your mind. because that would be bad. honestly i think it would take a lot for caine to be pushed away; he has a high tolerance for tomfoolery and nonsense i think, and as the ringmaster he feels a responsibility to keep everyone happy. and yes that includes you. honestly not really phased by your insults and such in fact i think he might be oblivious... or maybe he just ignores them and moves on. youre gonna have to do something REAL bad to get on caines bad side, i think

POMNI:

doesnt like to be around you, and likely avoids you when she can. i mean can you blame her? youre kind of a dickweed, and that can be unpleasant to be around. like with jax at least theres some humor with it so theres some kind of exchange. but youre just. kind of a mean person. plus youre big, and thats really intimidating when its paired with your personality. add in that shes already working through enough with being new to the circus as well as trying to find an exit... shes just got a lot on her mind and she needs to preserve herself, you know?

RAGATHA:

tries her best to be nice and polite with you, and honestly you can probably see her try to force herself to remain civil and kind. like if you look at her face or listen closely to her voice you can tell that you likely make her just a smidgen uncomfortable. she wont be rude to you, nor will she exclude you.... but i do think that at some point shes going to snap and lose her patience with you.... huh... an angry ragatha losing her cool... odd thought but like everyone else, this lady would also have her limits. does try to apologize afterwards, but is firm that you need to try to clean your act

JAX:

i think he would either target you because he finds it funny when you get all riled up and he gets a thrill from it; or he might try to pair up with you.... obviously, you mention in your ask that the reader is a smidge kinder than jax, but i think the real difference is the types of mean they are. call it a failed friendship or a rivalry, jax doesnt really vibe with you regardless... at least thats my personal take. though i do think he wouldnt try to pick many fights with you depending on how large you are in comparison to him; i mean jax strikes me at the type to bolt the second theres an implication of a fight coming, at least fights that include him

KINGER:

do not the old man :( will actually get sad, but i do think like ragatha he will still try to be kind and polite to you. might even try to find out what your problem is, and try to help you through it. maybe its the dad energy thats making me think like that but. you know? that said, when you so much as furrow your brow you can guarantee that kinger is going to slink away out of sight since he doesnt want to get caught up in whatever is about to happen, correctly assuming someone had made you upset. either that, or i can see your words going right over his head and not phasing him because hes too ooooooo to really try to connect any meaning and correlation.. both work, i think. really it depends on how hes doing on a given day, i think

ZOOBLE:

sometimes you guys shit talk some of the other circus member if they were being particularly annoying that day but thats kind of it. like zooble can be a bit mean but they arent... harsh without any real prompting. whereas, for the sake of filling space and introducing new ideas, you do. i dont think zooble would really vibe well with that... whats this? zooble calling out someone for being an asshole? not as unlikely as youd think, actually.. do i think they would try to stop you? i mean theyd probably tell you to knock it off, but outside of that they would just disconnect themselves from the conversation and walk off. on good days you guys can be somewhat friendly to one another, but on others zooble just cant be bothered with your bullshit. i mean they barely seem to tolerate jax, so i think this was able to be foreseen...

GANGLE:

oh you could be having a good day and say something slightly less mean than usual and you would still make gangle feel bad. you dont even have to try, gangle is just really sensitive. actually, tying this back to ragatha i think if she were to snap it would be on someones behalf... someone like, gangle perhaps? brain stew is brewing, admin is now hcing that ragatha and gangle have a sibling like bond

anyways moving on, i think she would try to avoid you when she can just because youre so... not nice, and even when youre being neutral you can be a little much; you know? factoring in the fact youre a giant compared to her frail body... not that she thinks you would strike her, no im not at all comfy writing physical stuff in my writing, but its like a voice in the back of her head; you know? you dont even have to be violent, just verbally aggressive, you know? though, considering jax seems to push her often (as seen in the pilot and her intro short) i think thats something in the back of her mind when interacting with a lot of people

sits

yk?

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #caine x reader #pomni x reader #ragatha x reader #jax x reader #kinger x reader #zooble x reader #gangle x reader

[smolweeblets]

Be my partner forever?

Hange Zoe x GN reader

“Y/n! Glad to see you arrived.” Hange greeted cheerfully as they ushered you in their apartment. It smelled faintly of cinnamon and spruce. The place was nice and homey and looked unexpectedly clean. No offense to your lab partner but they didnt exactly seem like the most organized person.

“Of course id come, we’re partners in this project after all.” You smiled. You were happy when Hange invited you over for your project. They were a joy of a partner to have, and youve always admired them. Being invited to their house felt like a new step in your friendship, even though it was just for school reasons.

“Here, lets go to my room so we can discuss and research everything that we need. I already did a little bit of research myself beforehand though, so everything we need should be spread out on my floor.” You nodded in affirmation while still surveying your surroundings.

The place seemed very lived in, in a good way. Small knick-knacks littered the surfaces. you were willing to bet that almost each of them had a little story, and that Hange would love to ramble about all of them.

Youve harbored a crush for your eccentric classmate for a while now, and everytime they got excited about something its never failed to make you feel the same excitement they have about whatever it is that they were talking about.

“Here we are, sorry if its a little messy, ive been preoccupied with getting everything we needed.” They sheepishly smiled.

“Its fine, theres no need to apologize especially because it really isnt even all that messy.” You could swear they just let out a breath as you said that.

You made your way to their bed and promptly sat down. You opened your phone to check the details of your project and showed them to Hange. They were sat on the floor and hummed in acknowledgement.

“So, we need to get this vial…” It only took a second for you to find what you were looking for because all the materials were neatly labeled with easy to see stickers.

You could help but comment on their almost out of character neatness. “Wow, these are all very organized! I wish my stuff were this neat.”

“Haha, well i wanted my things to look nice since you were visiting. These chemicals usually arent labeled and i just figure things as i go–” They picked up a beaker and swirled it around as if for emphasis.

They then held an almost embarrased smile. “Heh, and well, that may play a part as to why my glasses are so heavy duty… they explode on me– a lot–”

You giggled softly. “Really? What kind of substances do you experiment with so often where they explode that much?”

They awkwardly chuckled as they averted your gaze. “If I told you youd probably leave.”

“Aw, you should know that some chemicals wont just magically make me leave, but i wont press in the issue. Id gladly stay ignorant if i could continue to be with you.” You chuckled as you sit down beside them and put your hand on their shoulder.

They heat up at the contact and at your words.

They cleared their throat. “Well then– we should uh, start soon yeah?”

“Oh yeah! Sorry, lets start” You looked down to the vial in your hands and tried to remember what to do next.

“I think we mix a few drops of that with this stuff” They held up a beaker so you could see the label.

“Oh yeah! Then the result should be the first common solution for everything else right?”

“Yep! Exactly!” They excitedly chirped.

Time flew by fast as the both of you worked together. Hange already knew all the steps beforehand, but they kept asking you questions and let you do things throughout because you were absolutely adorable when you enthusiastically answered sonething you knew about.

You didnt notice or mind all the questions, even though they were supposedly the smartest kid in class. You were just happy the both of you spending time together.

Hanges hands brushed with yours several times, and almost always it causes them to jolt a little. They cant help it, years of pining can have detrimental effects on a person. Everytime you get something wrong and sheepishly laugh, they find that all they want to do is kiss you and tell you its alright. They find themselves settling with just the latter, as difficult as it is. And every time you thank them for something, the try their hardest not to squeal and roll around the floor in happiness.

Before the both of you knew it, you were almost finished with the project. The sky was already dark yet neither of you wanted this moment to end.

“So, after we do this, we should be done! Working with you has been such a pleasure, I hope youre my lab partner again in the future!”

“I agree! Hell, you should be my lab partner forever, since we both love working with each other so much.” Their eyes widened as they realized the implications of what they said. They quickly scrambled to fix that, they didnt want you to have the wrong idea. Saying that was dumb, they should stop just saying everything that came to mind. Their mind was racing as they spoke.

“Well– i mean, uh, as long as school allows it because, obviously being lab partners forever is just quite impossible and i dont think wed even know each other for that long, i mean not that i dont want to but im just saying and uhh…” Their words stopped in their throat as they felt your hand holding theirs.

“No, I think forever sounds good” You smiled at them as you intertwined your hands together. A newfound confidence has found you. And you were going to make the most of it.

“We could work on something friday night, around… 5pm? Is that okay for you?”

“What– I mean yes! Yes of course im good at that time! Im good whenever!” Their words were failing them, but words really could not show their enthusiasm for your proposition.

“Great! I like the aspect of us working together, and i would like for it to be forever, i also would like to stay close with you forever.”

Hange was a blushing mess and couldnt believe their ears. Were you saying you like them?

They never would have expected this in a thousand years, they were fully expecting you just go on with your life and they would just watch quietly by the side. But your were saying you wanted to be together. With them.

Its almost like a dream come true to them. They could only stare at you wide-eyed as you smiled at them.

After staring at each other for what felt like hours, stood up to stretch.

“I think i have to go now, this has been a great day with you, im hoping we will have many more moments like this in the future.” You winked as put emphasis on the ‘many’, letting their imagination run wild.

“Uh– yeah… same here.”

And with that, you got your bag and left Hange a flustred, blushing mess. Oh how they could not wait for friday.

#hange x reader #aot x reader #hange zoë #hange zoe #hange x y/n #hange zoe x you #hange zoe x reader #hange x reader aot #hange zoe x reader aot

[kenthenugget]

My Response to Watcher's Apology

Yesterday, Watcher released an apology video regarding their decision to move all their content to a new streaming service which most people cant afford even at 6 dollars a month. And personally speaking, I was pretty satisfied with it. I couldnt see them scrapping the streaming service idea entirely because its definetly too late in the game to do that, but they comprise on certian, like having episodes come out on Watcher the service, releasing onto Youtube much later, and having Patreon backers use the service for free (which I didnt know was not a thing for Patreon backers initially which is kind of alarming). I'd say overall, they did a good job with their apology. At least in my opinion. Im pretty sure others might look at it differently or maybe Im probably for forgiving people for who do bad things and thus more likely to be at the receiving end of a toxic friendship/relationship in the future......

I will say though, this whole situation has made going to back their old content (from Watcher and Buzzfeed) a lot more awkward. Its one of those things where a creator you like does something bad and watching content made before they did the bad thing wrong, and you cant separate the art from the artist because you liked their content for them mostly. Its kind of like when I rewatched old Achievement Hunter stuff right when the Ryan Haywood drama happened. Granted, what Watcher did was far tamer than that scenario. But its still bad, and portrays the guys in a negative light. Some people I've seen who've covered this, from Sensative Society to Jacksfilms (who released a parody of their apology literally within a couple of hours of the upload which I wont ever find not funny) have portrayed them as greedy for this move, and as someone who could view this from the perspective of an outsider, I can understand that. But like I had mentioned in my original post, I sympathized with why they felt like Youtube wasnt for them, but (like I said) this was the worst solution to that quandary they could've made. Speaking of commentators, I've also been avoiding that type of content just because how negatively effected by this whole drama. The fact this happened right around the time I was on a Buzzfeed Unsolved binge didn't help. This whole thing has made me so upset that I've just been avoiding sort of content revolving Watcher or Buzzfeed Unsolved period. I dont really know what else to say here, this whole thing sucks and I wish it never happened.

However, I think this is a feeling that will change, as time goes by and people move on from this drama. I think that Watcher will be able to bounce after this whole thing dies down, especially because this is not as bad as Ryan Bergara diddling a kid or Shane Madej........idk awakening into his demon form or something. But, I think this will be something that will haunt them going forward pretty much since the bad things you do online will stay online......forever

#watcher #ghoul boys #shane and ryan #watcher entertainment #ghost files #buzzfeed unsolved

[milo-the-professional-yapper]

Hello! about your malevolent ask

[long ass answer- many apologies]

its a slightly goofy, sort of horror soap opera, in the vein of call of cthulu/tma. I dont find it Super Scary, but idk what your milage for horror is.

The overarching plot is drivin by the patrions (sp sorry), in the style of a choose your own adventure novel- you can usually tell where the choices are; it'll be something like 'omg arthur, we're at a crossroads- do we go left, to the evil cavern (where the horrors live) or right, to the evil woods (more horrors).' You can also hear more overt RPG stylings in the beginning- dice roll sounds for perception checks, etc. These do fade out after the first season.

Rough outline (some spoilers): John (a spirit/demon type guy) possesses Arthur (a detective from Arkham MA) and, in doing so, takes over his eyes. Now Arthur must navigate the world with only the guidance of the voice in his head. Horrors unfold, walls are walked into the boys are in their get-along consciousness. Think venom, if both of them were way bitchier and prone to swearing. and also eddy was blind.

IS IT GAY: Yes and no. If its a friendship, its really intense- but cannonicaly it has been very firmly stated that they are just friends. However, the relationship is intertwined and deep enough that many people consider it to be queerplatonic- Arthur being aromantic is a very popular interpretation, if that sweetens the pot for you (idk how loosely you're using gay here). Glib answer: its pretty queer, but no kissing.

COOL STUFF:

-A dramatic, intense relationship between a guy and the dude who lives in his head. They argue ( my god how they argue) they make up, they argue again.

-The saddest little english man (arthur) gets chucked off cliffs multiple times. Do you like men whimpering? This is the podcast for you!

-Very impressive voice acting: the writer voices absolutely everyone in the podcast (yes. everyone) and its genuinely almost unnoticeable. You really do have to have it pointed out to you.

-Fun, slightly campy (in the way of an rpg campaign) Lovecraft style horror

-Lovely piano soundtrack

-A gentleman called the butcher shows up in- what season 3? maybe?- and I adore him. Go singing irishman go. You get that violent homoeroticism.

Drawbacks:

Again, I don't really know your taste, but these are some of the things that might turn someone off from listening. YMMV etc.

-LOUD. If you dont like gentlemen yelling DIRECTLY AND ANGRILY INTO THE MIC then this is not for you. If you do like that, then you are about the have the time of your life. There is also just. An incredible amount of panting/heavy breathing. Also directly into the mic, and at length. Like, an 'i am secretly watching gay pornography' amount. I had it going on a speaker once and my roommate had questions, kind of amount

-Almost no women characters: understandable, since a dude is voicing Literally Everyone- but it is something of a sausage fest. Women exist in universe, they just tend to move in the backround/be unvoiced. Lots of 'oh heres whats happened to her' sort of describing around the 'I can't voice a woman' issue. One old lady has a few voice lines and thats it.

-Kind of a soap: This is a draw for me ngl, but if you are looking for TMA 2: the magnusing- she isn't it. Its a LOT lighter than tma, writing wise, and isnt exactly hitting any crazy new twists in its plot (if you've read Any lovecraftian stuff you probably wont be super surprised by anything)BUT. Its still very fun. Two dudes sharing a body, detective roadship shenanigans. They might kiss! Might see some skinned bodies or something.

The dynamics can be a lil repetative (wake up break up back together) and the plot can be a little- ehhhh. due to it being yk, patrion controlled- but that can be fun- it's pretty heavily a choose your own adventure story at heart, so if your down with that (and the sillyness that comes with it) then you'll like it.

-Gore: pretty gory. I enjoy that sort of thing/ am not really effected by it BUT if that not your cup of tea, then you might wanna skedaddle.

🤠 thats all. Again, apologies for the very long answer.

First off- don’t apologize! This gave me everything I needed- thank you for the detailed answer to my question! Looks like I’m giving this podcast a listen- everyone wish me luck 😭

#malevolent #malevolent podcast #you said qpr and I was all in #I’m aroace so I’d love to see better rep of that kind of thing #even if it’s not explicitly stated that it’s a canon qpr

[itsbetterthananal]

another thing, and probably the most profound thing that ive been thinking about when it comes to this guy, is that he never falters in making me feel seen. never ever. when i talk to him, usually while hes in the middle of important work and im babbling on about nonsense, hes always actively showing interest and asking questions. i send something in the group chat? he always reacts. im talking in a group and somebody interrupts me? he immediately tells them to let me finish. i try to do my hair before work but mess up and say fuck it and just leave it as is? he tells me it looks pretty today. im having a shit day? he clocks it the moment i walk in the door, and knows exactly what to say despite not even knowing what im upset about

i notice i think of myself as a background character. just someone fitting into small parts of other peoples lives, not them fitting into mine. he wont allow me to think like that. a great example of that is, some weeks ago i walked into his workspace to drop off some paperwork, and he was just finishing up a conversation w another coworker. naturally i was like i’ll just slip in unnoticed, put it in the folder, and leave. before i can leave he goes “chloe, why didnt you say hi to me!” and im like. genuinely baffled by the perception. i was like lord, i was just focused doing my work! and you were talking to someone just now! and hes grinning and hes like “i dont care, i want you to say hi to me! you hurt my feelings 😢” i smiled, rolled my eyes and chatted for a bit. then later that night when i was at the front desk, he comes walking up and i loudly go HI _____! see how i said hi to you! (playfully mocking him) and in front of all my team members he says “i love it when you say hi to me”, fully genuine, no hesitation, no embarrassment. like i am such a worthwhile part of his day

and on the days where my anxiety is bad, i try to look at myself through his eyes. bc otherwise i feel like i am a burden, i feel like i am not worthy of peoples time, just overall a waste of space. but now i hear him. i hear him telling me all the good things he has ever said about me, about what a kind, special person i am. about how im the most positive person hes ever known. about how i find humor in everything. i hear him telling me he thinks i’ll make a great mother one day, and become a doctor. i hear him telling me how grateful he is that im still around after i opened up about my suicidal period. i hear him telling me he missed me after one of us has been out sick or on vacation.

so yeah. i will forever sacrifice the crush i have on him for his friendship. because i am so incredibly grateful to have met someone like him

#this is sappy im going to bed

[ayyy-pee]

Chapter 7 - Dirty Dancing

Discord 18+ - Twitter - Kofi

Pairing: Suguru Geto x Female Reader

Summary: Crying in the club fr (also i was drunk when i wrote this and listening to All I Want Is You by Miguel on repeat skjsjsks)

Genre:**College AU**

Story Warning: Smut, Vaginal Sex, Toxic Behavior, Jealousy, Jealous Behavior, Oral Sex, Unprotected Sex, Breeding Kink, Creampie, Possessive Sex, Possessive Behavior, Virgin Reader, Yandere Suguru, Emotional Cheating

Suguru Art by: Ilameys

Your night began with you lounging on Utahime’s bed as she tried on maybe her fourteenth outfit of the night. You weren’t exactly sure what look she was going for. You had been out with Utahime plenty of times – mainly to bars where you could be a bit more casual. Utahime liked casual. Now that you were sitting, watching her turn around to examine her ass in this…pants romper she had on, you thought about how you had never actually seen Utahime dressed up. She had always given you advice on what to wear, but did she own anything besides shorts or pants? You had to help her.

This was quickly turning into a tragedy. You sat up to climb off of Utahime’s bed when your phone vibrated with a message.

Satoru <;3: sugu is pregaming for a little then heading to the club. got us a vip table. cant wait to see u :)

You: of course he is lol utahime is still getting dressed so running behind. hopefully wont be too late

Satoru <;3: cool send me a pic of what ur wearing so i dont have to wait :(

You chuckled softly before firing off one more text.

You: nope. just gonna have to wait <3

Satoru &lt;;3: tease :’(

You set your phone aside, looking back at Utahime who was now wearing a short red skirt with a white crop top. It wasn’t terrible, but probably not for the club. She turned sideways, scrunching her face in disapproval before turning to rummage through her closet for something else.

“How are things with you and Satoru?” She called out to you.

“Good. He’s sweet. Just taking things slow right now and it’s fun.”

“That’s cute.” Her voice sounded muffled as she moved further into her closet. “He talks about you all the time, you know?”

You smiled. While you did like Satoru a lot, you would be lying to yourself if you didn’t acknowledge that lately you felt something was missing. Though you weren’t about to voice that to Utahime.

“And you and Suguru?” Utahime asked, her voice a little quieter this time, almost like she was nervous to ask. You were nervous to answer. “You two seem to be getting along well.”

“Oh…Yeah. We are.”

It was all you could think to say because you were afraid to say more. Afraid that if you talked to Utahime openly about Suguru, you may have to face what you were feeling, what you had been feeling for some time now.

You would be lying to yourself if you didn’t acknowledge that something was missing between you and Satoru. You would also be lying if you said that reason wasn’t because of Suguru.

Once you and Suguru had put your differences (or really your similarities) aside for a few weeks, you discovered you had a lot more in common when you weren’t trying to kill each other. He was actually a lot sweeter than he let on. Suguru would text you good morning everyday and offered to bring you a coffee if your morning lectures were the same and you hadn’t stayed at his and Satoru’s place the night before. If you had, he was usually up before you brewing an extra cup for you. He would text you goodnight followed by a nerdy meme that probably wouldn’t make anyone else laugh but you both. You enjoyed the friendship you were building with him.

But was it normal for a friend to find themselves thinking about the other more than their boyfriend? As your friendship with Suguru grew, you found yourself looking forward to his good morning texts, your heart leaping into your throat when you would turn your phone on and see his name at the top of your notifications. You also found yourself staying at his and Satoru’s apartment more often, under the guise of seeing Satoru or studying so you could spend more time with him. In lectures, you found yourself moving a couple seats closer each class until you eventually just started sitting next to each other, sharing lecture notes after class while you ate lunch together.

As you had told Suguru many times, you weren’t stupid. You hadn’t missed the looks Suguru gave you. Or the way he tried to be closer to you any chance he got, small touches here and there. You weren’t stupid, but you were definitely conflicted. You were with Satoru, but Suguru consumed your thoughts. It wasn’t fair to Satoru, but you had convinced - no, swore to yourself that you were never going to act on these feelings for Suguru. When you told him you could be friends, you meant it. You were pretty sure you meant it. No, you meant it. You definitely meant it.

“You know what? Can I just grab something from your closet?” Utahime groaned in frustration, interrupting your thoughts. “I’m sorry. Your dresses are so much sexier than what I have. I would’ve asked before but I guess I’m just nervous.”

Nervous for what? You four had been out together before – to bars, restaurants, had lunch together in the courtyard at school plenty of times. Maybe she was taking the whole “double date” label you threw on tonight seriously. The idea made you feel uneasy.

You chuckled, hoping it didn’t sound as forced as it felt. “What, are you trying to impress Suguru or something?”

“Honestly, yeah. And if the night goes well, then maybe we’ll --”

You shot up from Utahime’s spot on her bed, maybe a little too quickly as you interrupted her.

“Hold that thought Hime. I just thought of the perfect dress! Really sexy red one I think you’d look good in. Let me go get it.” And you gave her your best genuine smile. She beamed, her shoulders sagging with relief.

“Thank you so much, y/n!”

You left Utahime’s room quickly and headed to yours, rummaging through your dresses when you felt your phone vibrate in your hand. You glanced down, your stomach tightening as you saw the name appear on the screen along with a monkey emoji next to it.

Suguru: Yo we’re headed out. Leaving yet?

You: lending a Utahime a dress and then hopefully soon. she’s pretty excited about this double date tonight

Suguru: Oh cool.

You grinned at the dismissive tone of his text, feeling a bit relieved that he didn’t seem to return the sentiment. You sifted through your closet, finally pulling out the dress in question. It was a little revealing for Utahime’s taste – a simple satin mini dress, but anything was better than that full body romper she had on earlier. She was going to look great in this. 

Your phone vibrated again.

Suguru: Hurry up. I wanna take a shot with you.

You felt your face heat up. You texted him back a quick “ok” before heading back to Utahime to give her the dress. She changed quickly and stepped in front of the mirror to examine herself. She did look incredible in this dress. Suguru was sure to think so too and you felt that uneasy feeling from earlier wash over you again. You shook it off. Tonight was about having fun with your boyfriend, Satoru and your friends .

“Ready?” Utahime asked, grabbing her keys.

“Yep! Let’s go.”

You sent a quick text to Suguru as you stepped out of your apartment.

You: on our way! :)

Suguru: Can’t wait to see you.

—-------

The club music blared loudly as you and Utahime made your way through the crowd. As expected for a Friday night, it was packed. Purple, blue and white lights flashed brightly across the room while you watched the dancefloor, full of bodies pressed against each other as the bass bumped. You could see Satoru waving to you from across the room. Just as he said, he had gotten the VIP table. Did this guy ever not go all out?

As you approached, you noted the already poured shots of liquor on the table. Satoru stepped down from the booth and wrapped his arm around your waist, bending down to kiss your lips. You appreciated the gesture, though you were sure you could feel a certain pair of eyes burning a hole into the side of your head. You glanced over, watching as Suguru threw his head back, swallowing down a shot, his eyes connecting with yours the moment he brought his head back down. You watched as his gaze trailed down your body and back up and you suddenly felt too warm.

“You look great, baby.” Satoru cooed in your ear, pulling your focus back to him.

“Thank you. You too.” You glanced back at Suguru who was now focusing his attention on Utahime as she slid in to the booth next to him. You took a seat on his other side, Satoru sliding in next to you.

Utahime gave Suguru a meek smile, looking down at the shot glasses scattered across the table. “Are we drinking or what?” She asked, grabbing a glass.

Satoru slinked his arm over your shoulder, pulling you into him. “You guys go ahead.” He said, taking a sip of his drink that you were positive was way too sweet for anyone to be consuming.

Suguru turned his entire body to face you, sliding a glass in front of you. “I know you’re a tequila fan, so I ordered a round for us.” He beamed. Next to him, Utahime snorted.

“Gross, I hate tequila.” She whined. Suguru made a face as though he was trying to resist rolling his eyes, but covered it up with a grin. He was working on generally being nicer since you tore into him after he rejected a girl before class, his words dripping venom and sending the girl home in tears.

“You could be a little nicer, you know?” You chided.

“For what? These morons insist on wasting my time so I get straight to the point before I have to listen to another second of their incessant stuttering.”

You ripped him a new one in a way you never had before and refused to speak to him until he agreed to be nicer to women who are interested in him even if he is rejecting them. After day two of ignoring Suguru, he caved.

You smiled at Suguru’s struggle to resist not being snippy, picking up the shot glass.

“Bottoms up.” You all tapped your glasses together and downed your tequila, Suguru exhaling loudly as you and Utahime made pinched faces.

You all idly chatted for a bit as you drank, Satoru busying himself with kissing and licking at that spot behind your ear that made your breath catch when you tried to speak. The annoyed expression on Suguru’s face did not go unnoticed, his earlier position of facing you now changed to him facing Utahime. She seemed pleased to have his full attention. You weren’t a fan of only seeing the back of Suguru’s head.

“You look good tonight.” You heard him murmur, Utahime’s cheeks turning a pretty shade of pink at the compliment.

You huffed, turning and pressing your hand to Satoru’s chest to push him back. “Let’s go dance.” You suggested, to which he snorted.

“I’m not much of a dancer, babe. But you go ahead and I’ll wait for you here.” He kissed your temple before sliding out of the booth for you. 

“Ooh! We’ll go too!” Utahime announced. She wiggled her way out of the booth and Suguru followed, placing his hand on the small of her back to guide her into the crowd. You scowled, trailing behind them.

A new song began playing, the quick beat lifting your spirits. Utahime wrapped her hand around your wrists, beaming brightly. “Oh my god! I love this song!”

She pulled you close, wrapping her arms around your waist as you swayed to the music together, laughing and trying to keep up with the beat. Utahime belted the lyrics out to you, serenading you in the crowd. Your eyes watched the bodies around you, noticing now that Suguru was missing. Utahime seemed none the wiser. 

You were gasping for air by the end of the song, breaths coming rapidly as you tried to stop laughing. This is what you enjoyed about being out with Utahime. She made everything a good time.

“I’m gonna go grab a drink and sit down for a bit. My feet are already killing me! You coming?” She asked as the next song played. A slower tune you loved. You shook your head, not wanting to miss dancing to this one even if you were alone.

“I’ll meet you in a minute. I love this song.”

Utahime nodded, moving through the crowd towards the bar.

You closed your eyes, letting your body move naturally to the music. You’d spent so much time listening to this song, you could sing it in your sleep. The dance floor was full of people holding each other, swaying slowly as the beat bumped so deeply, you could feel it in your chest.

Your eyes snapped open at the sudden feeling of someone’s arms wrapping around you from behind, body tensing immediately.

“Relax. It’s me.” Suguru cooed, voice smooth in your ear and you knew this was dangerous territory you were entering. He pulled you closer to him, your back pressed against his chest. “Utahime ditched you I see. That bad of a dancer?” He teased and your eyes began to shut against your will.

“Actually monkey , I’m a great dancer.” You snapped back, voice coming out breathier than you intended.

Suguru hummed. “Show me.” And your hips began to move, one of Suguru’s hands sliding across your body and finding purchase on your waist, the other splayed across your stomach, pulling you impossibly closer to him. You moved in tandem to the music, swaying slowly and you found yourself wondering if it was the bass of the song or your heartbeat causing the deep thumping in your chest.

Suguru buried his nose in your hair, his own locks falling around you both like a dark curtain no one could see through. Dangerous. He held his face in your tresses and you could swear you heard him inhale deeply before letting out something between a moan and a sigh. The room felt impossibly warm or maybe it was just you. You could barely think, could barely register when Suguru leaned down to your ear, his lips barely brushing the tip and whispering “you feel so good”, Dangerous .

Your breath hitched in your throat and you bit back the whine that threatened to escape your throat.

“Suguru…” You warned. His hand squeezed your waist tightly.

“Yes?” He questioned, voice husky. You’d never heard him like this before. It made your legs shake and you were positive that if he didn’t have a hold on you in that moment, you would be on the floor.

“Suguru, you’re supposed to be like this with Utahime. This is wrong.” You’re trying to fight back, trying to keep the promise you made to yourself to not act on these feelings for Suguru. But shit, when he blows lightly in your ear you feel like your soul is going to physically climb out of your body and crumble along with your resolve.

“And you should be with Satoru, but here you are. With me.”

He knows what he’s doing. He’s trying to chip away at any of your remaining strength and he’s chipping away hard. He’s winning. Nevermind the weeks of small touches and sweet gestures that have already been making you fight not to act on your feelings. You’re losing this fight and he knows it, the rumbling of his chest vibrating through you when you lean back into him almost like a sign of his victory.

Suguru wastes no time, bringing a hand up to run lightly across your jawline. “You don’t even know…” he pauses, dropping his hand back to your waist and squeezing . “You don’t know how hard it is to sit and watch you with Satoru.”

“You’re drunk”, you breathe. You’re trying desperately to find an excuse for why he’s choosing now to do this. 

“I’ve never been more sober.”

Your breathing picks up. Suguru’s hands on you feel like fire, leaving scorching trails as he drags his hands across your waist, your hips.

“I can’t lie. I’m so jealous Satoru gets to touch you whenever he wants.”

“What?”

“Watching you with Satoru. Fuck y/n, it’s hard for me, I can’t lie.”

The song has changed now. Something more upbeat, but your hips still move to the slow rhythm of the previous song with Suguru’s. You can’t even hear the words of this song, everything a muffled blur. It’s just you and him under the cover of Suguru’s dark hair.

“Suguru…don’t tell me this.” It’s a plea that you know you don’t mean. He knows you don’t mean it either, his hand coming back up to cup your cheek. 

“Just let me have this.” He said softly, turning your face towards his. He holds you still, not that you were making any effort to turn away. His nose runs up the side of your face, breathing in your scent before your noses touch. You want to resist. Don’t you? You’re telling yourself you should resist, but deep down you know you don’t truly want to. Suguru rubs his nose against yours again, his lips creeping closer and closer to yours. Your breaths are mingling, mixing together in a cloud of nothing but pure desire. 

Suguru’s other hand pulls you closer to him again and you’re sure you can feel the stiffness between his legs press against your ass. 

“It’s not fair Satoru gets to have you to himself when I-“

“ Nice .” Utahime’s voice cut through this thick atmosphere like a hot knife. 

You both jumped apart, Suguru shifting uncomfortably, no doubt trying to hide what you just felt against your backside. 

“Hime, we were just dancing!” You lied. She holds up a hand to stop you. 

“Save it. I’m not fucking stupid despite what you two geniuses might think. And neither is Satoru.”

What?

She turns on her heel, stomping back towards the table Satoru reserved. You chased after her, Suguru following close behind you both.

“Hime, stop! Please ! I swear nothing happened! Nothing was going to happen!”

“Save it!” She cried above the music. “You knew what this night meant to me and you didn’t care!”

You’re all getting closer to the table. You’re getting closer to Utahime, reaching to grab her arm but she snatches it away. You’re not sure what to do at this point. Your mind is reeling and Satoru is within your line of vision, already focused on all three of you as you make your way back to him. Utahime reaches him first, grabbing her purse and keys.

“Hime, stop !” You beg. Not here, not like this. 

Satoru, poor thing, looks utterly lost. He watches as Utahime snatches her belongings then back to you and Suguru, faces flushed as he asks, “what’s going on?”

Utahime scowled before glaring harshly at both you and Satoru’s best friend . “Why don’t you ask your girlfriend when she’s done practically fucking Suguru on the dance floor?” She yells and you want to leave the earth right at that moment. 

She doesn’t wait for a response or to see the reaction on Satoru’s face - which by the way is one of absolute shock when he looks to both you and Suguru for answers, your faces admitting nothing but guilt. Instead, Utahime storms out of the club and leaves you behind to find your own way back home.

The rest of the night is a blur after Utahime leaves. The night ends early, the car ride back to your apartment deafeningly silent. When you pull up outside of your complex, you can feel the dread rising in the pit of your stomach. This night will not end well.

Satoru puts the car in park, letting out a deep sigh. He hasn’t said a word on the way home. This is the first you’ve heard from him. He glances up in the rear view mirror, eyes meeting Suguru’s who is sitting quietly in the back. 

“Can you get out, Suguru? Y/n and I need to talk.”

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[bigwishes]

Love your blog! The idea of helping guys with their wishes to be big sexy hunks! Do you need any help? Haha hos that for a wish! I would like to be a sexy genie able to help you grant these wishes. Looking forward to a beautiful friendship.

Hey bro, a genie really? I don't think you know what that entails. but a wish is a wish, so let me grant your heart's desire! You feel your body change, muscle expands outwards from you skinny frame as you grow larger and larger. Your height increases to an inhuman 10ft as you bump your head on the roof your growth begins to slow and stop. You aren't bodybuilder sized more like a giant sexy frat boy, Your skin darkens a few shades as your hair curls. Your face and chest itch as thick black hair climbs all over your body. You scratch it giving a moan, it feels incredible to have your itchy chest hair scratched on top of your massive pecs. The thought of cursing a guy who asks for true love to just be your personal chest scratcher crosses your mind and in that moment your body is flooded with cosmic power, the ability to reshape reality and break the laws of nature at your finger tips, that's why your body was made so much bigger than a mortal man's, it need to be built to contain this kind of power.

"now its time to take this power for a spin" you think

But not so fast buddy, you see I'm a recently freed genie, I spent a lot of time being traded from master to master, more years than your family tree has probably existed and I don't think its very fair for you just to get all this power free of charge, so I made you a very special pair of shorts. These brilliantly blue shorts will be your chains. You can try your hardest to take them off but they'll never come off, how silly of me I didn't think about your dick. At least when I was sitting waiting to be found for gaps of 100 years or so I had the pleasure of well...pleasure, but you my friend, well I hope the next guy that meets you frees you because otherwise it may be a few thousand years before you touch your manhood again.

But what is done is done, no point freaking out about not touching yourself, don't worry it'll still get hard you just wont be able to relieve it. Now to find you a "bottle" mine was a traditional lamp but it can really be anything really, and I think I have the perfect idea... how about a bodybuilding trophy? you said you want to help men become absolute hunks and reach their dream bodies well you got it man, lets limit that cosmic power to only being able to grant wishes around fitness and the body, this curse will break if you get freed don't worry, then you'll be free to use all the power of reality.

That's it mate, your new crib, but now where can I leave you. Well as a guy who wished to grant wishes for guys who want their dream body, and now as a genie who is bound to only grant wishes surrounding bodybuilding, fitness and the male body I think there is only one place to go. That's right, a gym!

Damn, this place looks pretty run down and that trophy case looks like it hasn't been opened in years, whelp genie 'bottles' are often found in forgotten spaces so I think I'll leave you there for now. Enjoy your time in your bottle, I'm sure someone will find you eventually and put you to work.

oh shit, if I cursed you to only grant wishes around those few things, it looks like no guy could wish you free by yourself. fuck bro, my bad, maybe you'll get lucky and get a really nice master with a second genie he'll use to free you, but for now, lets put you behind a larger trophy, don't want you found in 2 seconds now, do we?

#male transformation #muscle transformation #muscle #reality change #male tf #tf story

[iminthetunnels]

i read smthn so interesting on someone’s blog but it would be weird for me to reblog it. so i saved it as a draft. but i wanna rant abt it. i’m going to be all over the place and probably not make sense because it applies to me, and much so like everything else, my interpretations and assumptions and experiences in the situation all together.

when a man prioritizes a friendship relationship over a romantic relationship, i get bad feelings. not only do i feel as tho i take biblical words to heart and it resonates deeply within me, but a relationship with two people &god is focused on just that. and everything else will flow as a result. okay. so i do litwrally mean to put ur relationship first before anything, in order to maintain a partnership. this could be in business, family matters, child raising etc etc. without a strong family bond, what else can follow? and of course this is entirely from my perspective and experiences.

i never in my life thought to find love again. i couldn’t bear another anxiety ridden, sexually intense relationship where i didn’t truly find myself really loved, only desired when the time is right. and it disgusted me. i found faults in pursuing relationships, because no one listened, only lusted, only desired what i can bring to the table. which in a sense is normal. that’s fine, it’s a human desire to want someone commendable. i get that. i never thought to trust someone who i could pour my heart in both anger, disgust, just regular conversation, as well as love and commitment. i thought “i will do my best with my son and show him i choose him above all” which i do. which goes right back to my first paragraph. i think a relationship rooted in god, faithfulness, commitment, will overall be my end goal. it came so organically that i have hope once more. i promise u never have to settle, u never have to worry, u never have to feel that anxiety again when ur truly motivated and loved. and looked after truly. i also feel that, as a woman, in a society and country that does not value my work or love as a person, it can get very daunting and negative. i DO find myself resonating with other women who feel trapped by a male serving society. that’s not to say i hate being a mother, or i hate being a wife. i hate devoting my life. it goes right back to what so any WOMEN AND MEN FEEL, resentment for a subpar society. i refuse to make enemies with the opposite sex and blame them. it’s life making enemies with another race and blaming them. it gets us nowhere as a whole and unity should be our end goal. instead of fighting the common man, we should be standing up to oligarchs LMAOOOO lemme stop because i’ll sound rly crazy when i explain this next part. but it’s not me, you, or the next. that’s y i do stand for all. wont dismiss that certain ppl benefit from a society. but in that sentence on its own, they benefit from an established society. not one person

[storiesofsvu]

Sonny Carisi SFW Alphabet

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Carisi is the softest, most must be protected bean any of us has ever met. He is THE most affectionate person you’ve ever met. It doesn’t matter who’s around, he’s always overly touchy and will always give you a soft kiss, a tight hug before he leaves you because he fucking loves you more than life itself.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

He doesn’t take much to start a friendship, he’s already been through a tough time with NYPD, plowing through the boroughs before landing at Manhattan SVU. Likely the first person to be friends with him would be someone he cherished. Being Sonny’s best friend would include lots of nights out over a couple of beers, and more than enough nights of him cooking for you. Even just platonically he’s always going to be keeping an eye out for you, he loves passionately in every aspect of his life and that’s never going to stop. If you’re his bff, you’ve probably met his entire family too. (check out Censured for the Sonny bff relationship)

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Sonny is the MOST cuddly person, WOW. I mean, that man was MADE for it, really! Why else would he be THAT tall and THAT lanky, he is just made to pull you into his arms, head tucked beneath his chin while he tells you everything’s going to be okay. Leg sneaking between yours while he rubs your back. Oof. man is king of cuddling

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Dominick Carisi is the ULTIMATE of husband material. He wants nothing more than to find the love if his life and settle down and pop out a few kids. like, NBC, COME ON and let this man at LEAST have a girlfriend next season, he deserves it. We already know he’s an incredible cook, i’m sure he’s good at cleaning too.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He’d be fucking heartbroken if it was anything longer than usual. He’d always do it in person despite being super fucking nervous. He’d be apologizing the entire time, saying how much he still cared about them but it just wasn’t something that was going to work out, and how incredibly sorry he was.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

This man was looking for a wife the day he graduated high school and you cannot tell me otherwise (which is why it breaks my poor lil heart every day to see that SVU has left him with no one but the will they wont they of Rollins cause he deservers BETTER)

He’s ready to settle down, he doesn’t date just anyone, he’ll only date people he considers wife material there’s a long list of questions that get playfully asked when he’s on his first few dates, weeding out those who aren’t on the same page. He’s not ready to waste time. Once he finds the one, he’ll be married in just under a year, completely and totally in love.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

OH GOODNESS. Sonny Carisi is the softest, most gentle bean you have EVER MET.  Physically, he might get angry with a perp but if he raises his voice at you he’s INSTANTLY apologizing, his voice soft, waiting for your okay before he wraps you in his arms, telling you he’d never hurt you. He might get over aggressive while fighting with people (you included), his brow furrowing and his hands flailing while he talks but he’s NEVER going to even think about touching you when he’s angry. Poor guy won’t even spank you when you ask for it.

Emotionally, especially outside of work, this smol bean is literally the most gentle being on earth. I’m still mad we never saw more after the ep where he tried to save the perp that ended up jumping over a ledge accidentally, of the ep where there was a GUN TO HIS HEAD. (but noooo…those were all Liv focussed seasons). Sonny deserved to have someone to come home to those eps. He’s so soft emotionally, every single fucking day he comes home to you alive after a day of police work he’s going to give you the deepest, biggest fucking hug ever. It’s literally going to be at LEAST a minute long while he breathes in your scent, feels your body against his, feeling your heart beat, feels your breath against his skin until he’s assured that you’re actually there, still his and alive.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Okay see above. He loves hugs, he’s gonna hug you at minimum three times a day. His hugs are the type that simply wrap around you, it doesn’t matter what his relationship is with you he’s going to tug you against him, reminding you that its all gonna be okay

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

He’s probably going to say if faster than the last few people you’d dated. Nothing crazy, he’s still kinda insecure about that, but he does love you more than anything. Once he feels you softly snuggle against him, that gentle hum of satisfaction, knowing you aren’t going anywhere, he’s putty in your hands. 

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He doesn’t get super jealous, at least not outwardly. He might see green occasionally, but he’s one to sidle up against you, wrapping an arm around you while he kisses your head and is all “Hey doll..” While you giggle against his shoulder. 

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

His kisses are like fucking HEAVEN. Those lips!? They move against yours with ease, with precision, and you always love it. He loves to kiss you on the lips, his little kisses on your cheeks, the way you giggle at the wet contact, turning to him so he can kiss your lips. He loves when you nip and kiss down his neck, especially when your lips wrap around his nipples

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

We all know Sonny is amazing around kids, he’s already Uncle Sonny. He can’t wait to have kids, and you’re okay with taking a career break if that means you get to start a family with him cause you love him so much and know he’ll be an incredible father.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Your mornings are the most adorable. A lazy wakeup, some snuggles and kisses. If you have the day off you’re definitely having some lazy morning sex. If not you’ll eventually drag him out of bed to the shower, spending time cleaning each other before you have to push him from your giggling frame, telling him he needs to start the coffee while you wash your hair. The mornings are quiet, soft, full of adoration.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights can be spent a few ways, you’re both adults, both working the law industry. Sometimes you’re home on time where he cooks you dinner as you sit on the kitchen counter getting tastes and sips of the delicious food, humming in satisfaction at how much you love him. Sometimes there’s nothing left to do but fuck the shit out of each other, and sometimes you come home so exhausted you simply collapse against each others arms you barely remember anything before sleeping. 

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Sonny’s pretty quick to open up to you, revealing things all at once, especially once he’s had a few too many glasses of wine, though he’s embarrassed about it, you encourage him that it’s nothing to be worried about

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

By you? It takes a lot more than usual, he’s such a sweet guy that he’ll always work through the possibilities before blaming you for something. When it comes to work though he’s pretty quick to get mad

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Sonny does his best to remember as much as he can, he remembers most of your favourite things, important dates, anniversaries, etc. He’s always quick to text/call on the morning of your birthday or other special days. He might forget a thing here or there and he probably feels bad about it.

R = Remember (What is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

It’s definitely a tie between your first kiss and the moment you exchanged I love you’s for the first time. Your first kiss was so gentle, so pure, he’d taken you out for dinner, walking you home through the park, the warm spring air whirling around you. Your hand intentionally swinging too close to his until he finally gathered the courage to interlock your fingers, the flush creeping up his neck, the soft giggles escaping your mouth. When you got to you apartment you said you had the greatest time, mentioning that you couldn’t wait to do it again. Your interlocked hands tugged you together, the affection radiating off your body he gently leant down, cupping your face with his free hand, laying the softest of kisses against your lips. It was when you departed, the grin bursting on your cheeks, hands linking behind his neck that he knew he never wanted to stop kissing you, arms wrapping around you while he pulled you to his lips again, the kiss full of passion.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Naturally, he knows how horrible the world can be, but he trusts you. He knows you can take care of yourself, he’s cautious if you’re leaving his place late at night, urging you to call once you’re home safe (which you always do). It’s more so after he moves into the position of ADA that he keeps a close eye on his cases, the second he gets any kind of threat is the INSTANT you get a police detail.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He’s more about the small things, especially once you’ve been together for a while. It’s about making your favourite breakfast Sunday mornings, the lazy cuddles he knows you love, picking up your favourite wine on the way home when you’ve had a bad day. You love when he cooks for you, whatever recipe from the Carisi cook book he has is more than enough for date night. When he does take you out for something special he’ll go all out, the fancy restaurant, the fancy suit, making sure you have a nice new dress for the occasion. But on a regular basis you’d much rather be throwing back a few cold beers munching on chicken wings at a dive bar with him. 

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He tends to drop everything for his family, sometimes that includes you. He’s also much more likely to go to Confession to talk things through with a priest than work through any of his issues with you, which bothers you cause you know the kind of things he sees on a daily basis, and don’t want him to go through it alone.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Sonny’s gotten better through the years, that moustache…that’s all Imma say… you absolutely love the way he looks in a 3 piece suit and will always make sure he knows it. He doesn’t care too much, coming from a big family he wasn’t always blessed with super fancy clothes and he doesn’t care. If he’s not working, he’ll throw on a henley and jeans, some old sweats and a Fordham tee (though he much prefers that tee on you).

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Sonny definitely feels ultimately complete with you, he’s his own man and has grown into being a wonderful human, but with you at his side, he feels like he could conquer the goddamn world.

X = Xtra (A random head canon for them.)

Despite being Italian and usually making the pasta from scratch, he has a suuuuuper soft spot for some fucking boxed Kraft Dinner, especially when he’s drunk. To the point that the Bodega guy on the corner fully knows what he’s coming in for at 2am, laughing at the irony.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

With a partner, Sonny’s not going to want someone who doesn’t want to settle down, he wants a wife, he wants kids, and if you don’t want those, it’s going to be done. He also needs his partner to get along with his family, as chaotic as it can get, if his Ma doesn’t like you, you’re probably hittin the road

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Boy has troubles sleeping. Fucking fight me. He’s been through/seen a lot of trauma and is a soft smol bean, and doesn’t cope very well/go to therapy about it, just confession. He’s rare to talk things over with a s/o or friend, he finds his mind racing at night, images unable to leave his brain. He always sleeps better with you there, the warmth of your body, the beat of your heart reminding him of the better things in his life.

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