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jerzwriter · 2 years

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5, 6 & 14 for K and E please 👀

Book: Open Heart (Book 2, 3 weeks after attack) Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Kaycee MacClennan) Rating: Explicit 18+ Only Category: Romantic Smut Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content Summary: When Ethan spends a night at Kaycee’s apartment several weeks after the attack, she sets out to convince him that she’s not as fragile as he thinks. Words: 1871 A/N: More smut. I said these would be ficlets, right? So far… I’ve lied. lol The three prompts requested appear in bold below.

18+ Only below.

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Ethan walked sheepishly down the hallway to Kaycee's bedroom. He wondered how, at nearly forty years old, he was sneaking into his girlfriend's bedroom like a teenager. Only he never snuck into a girlfriend's bedroom as a teen; he saved that for now. Shaking his head, he knocked on her bedroom door. The things she got him to do.

On the other side, Kaycee jumped out from underneath the covers. She fluffed up her hair and put on some lip balm. He arrived earlier than expected, so that was the most primping she could do. They were new… sort of. Since the attack nearly took her life three weeks before, they threw caution to the wind; they had to be together. Still, they were a secret to most.

Normally, Kaycee went to his place. He had a sprawling condo that afforded them all the privacy in the world. She had a cramped bedroom and the chore of hiding him from three of her four roommates anytime he stopped by. But there were days, like today, where the thought of leaving her room was still too much for her to bear. And there were days, like today, where he needed to see her more than he needed to breathe. So this evening, hiding in her bedroom would have to do.

Ethan barely shut the door behind him, and Kaycee's arms were already wrapped around his neck. She clung desperately to him as their lips crashed together. Her head nested in his shoulder when the kiss ended, and they rocked gently together, each refusing to let go.

"I'm so glad you came," she whispered. "I missed you."

"I missed you, too. I needed to see you," he replied with an urgency she could feel.

"So, it's worth sneaking into my room like a teenager then?" she teased as a rosy tinge spread on his cheeks.

"The things you get me to do, Rookie. This is the first time I've ever snuck into a girlfriend's bedroom."

"NO!"

"Yes."

"You’re kidding me,” she laughed. “Well, it’s long overdue then. It’s time you live a little, Dr. Ramsey. I’m eager to see what other things I can help you cross off your bucket list.”

“This wasn’t exactly on my bucket list,” he grinned.

“Well, I hope this is.”

Once again, they shared a long, lingering kiss. Smiles lit their faces as they parted. In each other's arms, they were finally home.

Over the next couple of hours, they shared hushed conversations, a bottle of wine Kaycee had snuck in, and more cuddling in each other’s arms. They had only been intimate once since they reunited, just after the funeral, and that had been a release from the stress and the sadness of the day. A momentary rapture to push the pain of the world aside as they surrendered to each other.

Kaycee’s hands traced circles over his chest as she lay beside him. She wanted him… needed him desperately, but Ethan was still treating her like a precious porcelain doll he could not endanger breaking. He didn’t understand that he wouldn’t break her; he would be helping her heal.

Deciding to take her chance, she trailed her hands from his chest to his abdomen, then under his pants. His reaction to her touch was immediate, betraying the protestations that fell from his lips.

“Ethan,” she smiled coquettishly, refusing to remove her hand from its prize, “don’t tell me you don’t want me. My little buddy here is stating otherwise.”

He shook his head in annoyance, forcibly removing her hand and nudging her to the side to face him.

“It’s not that I don’t want to, Kaycee. Of course, I do. It’s just… it’s just….”

With crossed arms and a raised brow, she silently challenged him.

“Just what? Ethan, I’m allowed to have sex. You’re not going to hurt me.”

“Your body went through hell just weeks ago... I don’t want you overexerting yourself.”

“Fine,” she smirked, “then I’ll let you do most of the work this time. But, please stop treating me like I’m going to break. I won’t.”

“I don’t know. Maybe we should wait until your next follow-up….”

Sitting up, she threw her legs over the side of her bed with a sigh. “Seriously, Ramsey! I think I know what’s really going on here.”

“I’m telling you what’s going on here,” he insisted.

“No, you’re not,” she mocked, caressing his harness over his pants. “You’re afraid.”

“Afraid?”

“Yes, and not of ‘hurting’ or ‘overexerting’ me. I think you’re afraid you’ll be too… soft, Dr. Ramsey.”

“Soft?” He snickered, “I think your hand,” he shoved it away again, “has hard evidence that proves otherwise.”

“I’m not talking about that, Ethan. That’s just physiology. I think you’re afraid you might not be enough for me.”

“Oh, really? I have been enough for you a few times in the past.”

“Mmm, but you were kind of gentle,” she teased. “You’re afraid you won’t leave me sore in places I never knew I had. And that’s kind of what I’m looking for. But… if you’re not up to it….”

Ethan flipped her onto her back without a word, lurching on top of her. The palm of his hand gently covered her mouth in an attempt to stifle her giggles.

“Shhh… do you want everyone to hear us?” he asked.

“Sienna’s the only one home, and she’s the only one who knows we’re fucking. I don’t think she’d mind. In fact, she’d be happy for me.”

“Oh, so it’s fucking you want?”

“Mmm-hmm.” She giggled. “Pure, unadulterated, don’t hold back, make me forget my name…fucking.”

“Well,” he growled, lowering his mouth to the hem of her shirt and lifting it above her voluptuous breast with his teeth. “Fucking is a reward, young lady, but have you been good?”

“Hmm, let’s see,” she whispered, trying to retain some control as his hands kneaded her breasts, slowly making their way to her sensitive peaks. “I survived an attack on my life, guaranteeing us plenty of fun nights like this in the future. I think I should be rewarded for that.”

“You’ve kind of got me there,” he agreed as his mouth latched on to her breast, his tongue torturing her nipple with slow, languid licks.

“That feels so good,” she sighed, writhing with pleasure beneath him. “But it’s awfully sweet… uh… and… soft, Dr. Ramsey. Are you sure you know what fucking is?”

Without removing his mouth from her tit, his eyes shot up and met hers. That little tease. Her back arched as his teeth sunk into her nipple, a gentle squeal emitting from her throat. She hadn’t caught her breath before he was on top of her; his face just inches away from his, he grasped her hair in both hands.

“Do you need to walk tomorrow, Dr. MacClennan?”

A knowing grin spread on her face, and a light Ethan hadn’t seen in some time came to life in her eyes.

“I am still out of work, Dr. Ramsey. I have plenty of time to recoup.”

“Good,” he brusquely pushed her knees to her chest, “because you’re going to need it.”

With one ferocious thrust, he slid into her drenched core. They gasped in unison, both overcome as he filled her completely.

“You like that, Rookie?” he breathed in her ear.

“It’s a good start,” she whimpered, her hands gliding over his toned arms, his back, desperate to feel every part of him.

“Well, I’ve also got this.”

He plunged into her with such force her body jolted back, her head crashing into the headboard behind her.

Ethan’s eyes widened, “Are you ok?”

With a burning desire in her eyes, she grasped the sides of his face. “Don’t you dare think your stopping! I’ve been a very good girl, so you need to just fuck away.”

A feral sound escaped him as he forgot where they were or who might hear. Only one thing mattered right now: ravishing the beautiful woman underneath him. His hips never stopped their assault, his throbbing cock delving deeper inside her silky, wet walls with each desperate thrust. His lips placed bruising kisses on her lips, her neck, her breasts while she silently trembled, too intoxicated with pleasure to sound any words.

“Is this what you like?” He hissed through clenched teeth, doubling his speed as he pounded her. “Is this too soft for you, beautiful?”

“No,” she gasped.

“Good,” he grinned, pulling out of her completely.

Kaycee’s eyes shot open in horror.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’m not done with you. Get on your hands and knees.”

Nearly falling off the bed in her eagerness to comply, she was barely stable when she felt him slamming back inside her. She sucked in a long breath through her teeth, every inch of her body throbbing as he moved magically inside her.

“Thank you,” she whimpered without thinking.

“You don’t have to thank me, baby,” he chuckled, pressing his chest against her back; he reached around her. “You just have to come for me.”

One of his hands grabbed her swaying breast, and the other moved down to her swollen clit, roughly pinching and prodding as she squirmed in ecstasy. Her senses were overwhelmed, his thick shaft stretching her in the most painfully pleasurable ways. The sound of her wetness each time he thrust deeper and deeper inside her. Oh, he knew what fucking was, and she never wanted it to end. But he had other plans.

“I told you,” he demanded, “you have to come for me!”

Pressing his thumb against her clit, he pushed her forward to enter at a new angle, hitting a spot she had never felt before. Her eyes rolled back; fighting was futile. She gripped her headboard with both hands, knowing that the moment that would totally ruin her was near.

“Now!” he ordered.

Her entire body clenched tight around him as his fingers twisted her sensitive nub. Her body trembled with delight. Her wanton wails filled the air as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

“Yes,” he panted, drunk on the feel of her clenching him inside her. “That’s how you do it. Now it’s my turn.”

A slow, deep rumble filled his chest as he thrust himself into her erratically. Her swollen walls were so wet and tight; she was perfect and his. A bright light burst before his eyes, then, with her name on his lips, his release spilled deep inside her.

Covered in sweat and sandwiched between Ethan and the mattress, Kaycee smiled. “I guess you do know what fucking is,” she giggled.

Rolling over to face him, he kissed her passionately, cradling her in his arms.

“Did I satisfy your needs?” he asked through jagged breaths.

“And then some.”

“Good,” he grinned. “I plan to do it again.”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” she laughed.

“But, Rookie?”

“Yes?”

“I think we may want to tell your other roommates about us.”

“Yeah,” she grimaced, “they probably heard us.”

“Kaycee, the Mayor of Boston probably heard us; they definitely heard us.”

“You’ve got a point,” she agreed. “We definitely need to tell them.”

Ethan pulled her close. “And we will. Right after we sleep.”

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drowninginabactatank · 6 months

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My bookish pins from the Nerd Tea Creations kickstarter arrived today~

I got 🍆 Smutty book reader & Spicy book reader 🌶 plus a pin chain.

My pin banner is from Book Addiction Au.

#nerd tea creations #book addiction au #smutty books #spicy books #bookblr #enamel pins #bookworm #pin banner #bookish 📚#mine #my pins #about mx #kickstarter

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hana-no-seiiki · 1 year

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YANDERE! POP IDOL [EVE /JISOO HAN] x MANAGER! READER x YANDERE! ROCKSTAR [FEROZE KHAN]

unedited

REHEARSAL

second part to REPLACED + this set of headcannons

Feroze belongs to @moyazaika and manager reader! This is only a fan-creation.

[ NEXT PART : RECREATIONAL ]

“Mr. Khan, this is so unfair!”

“What is ? “

“You get even more handsome each and everyday. I’ll need sunglasses at this point !”

“You flatter me too much.”

Feroze ran his hand through Eve’s silken black hair. No doubt enjoying the soft feeling around his fingers.

You were glad that Feroze and Eve got along. As happy as you could ever be even! Finally, your moody employer got along with someone else other than you. But nothing could shake this sinking feeling of dread in your stomach.

“Haha . . . “ Eve’s ears turned pink. You knew of his previous obsession with Feroze’s music before. That’s how you were first introduced to the rockstar. No doubt the idol was also enjoying the small act of affection.

“You two are getting along well.” You coughed, feeling a bit too much like a third wheel to all this.

“Mx. [Y/N]! Hey hey~!” Eve waved, basically flailing his hands with the amount of excitement in his movements, while Feroze only nodded after facing your direction.

You bowed to Eve, a habit you had a hard time turning off when you switched clients, in acknowledgment before turning to your rockstar, “You have another interview this evening. One last time before we go.”

And the rehearsal began. Eve had apparently learned to rap from one of his members previously and had incorporated that into the music. You knew this of course, as you’d often check in on his career once in a while and listen to some of his songs when Feroze wasn’t around. But it was still quite baffling to see how quickly he picked up the skill. It was a far cry from how he struggled before as a trainee and rookie idol.

Feroze preferred not having a choreography and Eve otherwise, so there were separate solo sections in the mix as well.

As always, your current client amazed you with his voice and skill on the guitar. After Eve’s number, he quickly captured your attention and kept it there for the rest of the performance.

Soon, the last note is played, and the two singers panting are all that’s left to hear.

Feroze looked over to the black haired man. The arena was a cold place but after moving around the stage a lot, Eve had started showering in his own perspiration. “You’re sweating all over, Jisoo.”

You were mishearing things. You had to. There was no way they were in first name basis already. No way. Eve was so unbothered with the way he was called that you almost thought you were imagining things.

“Ah . . . let me just . . .” Eve started removing his coat, about to walk off in search of a towel before Feroze held him by the shoulder, leaned forward,

and licked him.

You and Eve don’t even have time to react as Feroze had already pulled you to the exit. “Let’s go, meri jaan.”

“Did you just do what I thought you just did—“

“What?” Feroze had this stupid smirk on his face, seeing you all worked up over his actions.

“Don’t try this with me! What if someone saw you two ? !”

“They’ve seen me done worse.”

“I’m not talking about your reputation, Khan. Jisoo’s is as fragile as glass. He hasn’t done even half of the shit you have. He’ll be ruined!”

“What’s this? Calling him by his first name now? And where’s my rosy?”

“You called him Jisoo, too. And remember, no rosy when you misbehave.”

“Fine. I won’t do it again. In public at least.”

“Khan!”

“Okay, okay. I didn’t know you get like this when you’re jealous. It’s kinda cute.”

“Unbelievable!”

Feroze laughed as you stormed off. He really does love you so much.

Once you were out of view, he checked his phone to find a couple of messages from his partner in crime.

i believe i deserve a little thanks for my services?

i’m such a great wingman, aren’t i?

don’t get too cocky.

but

thanks.

hehe. anything for you mr. khan.

i told you to call me feroze, didn’t i?

anyways

tomorrow. us three. drinks.

last one to pass out gets to have [y/n] for the night?

you’re on.

“You know that Feroze’s a lightweight.”

“Mhm.”

“Yet you purposely agreed to have a drinking competition.”

“Right you are.”

“When your entire personality is based on getting drunk.”

“It’s a perfect set up isn’t it? And I don’t get drunk that often!”

“Right, just every single night you go out with the boys.” You crossed your arms. Flashbacks to cleaning off all the puke from not only Eve but the rest of your old clients entered your mind. “You know I have to leave and take care of him after this right?”

Eve’s already eerie smile got even wider, “Well, at least I got you all to myself now. Right at this moment.”

You shook your head, exasperated. “I never got you.”

“Hm?”

“You said you could never live without me. And for a while I thought you did. Leaving you was so difficult. I was ready to lose you.”

“But here you are, alive and well.” Unaware you indirectly told him that he’s supposed to be dead, you jolted when he suddenly started cackling. Thank god for private rooms.

“Baby, if you want me dead there are more direct ways of saying so.”

“No, of course not!”

“I know you don’t. You care about me so much.”

You found yourself suddenly trapped between his arms. His face right next to yours as he breathed in your scent.

“Because you’re the best manager the world could ever ask for.”

He placed a kiss on your shoulder, then your neck, your chin, and finally your lips. His was smooth, years of scolding him to use chapsticks more often actually worked. But you soon forget the texture as his tongue entered your mouth.

His hands explored and caressed your body, keeping you close to him while he enjoyed your taste.

Out of guilt from making out while Feroze lied there unconscious, you pulled away.

Eve doesn’t hide the disappointment on his face, but he also doesn’t try kissing you again. “What happens, happens. I’ll just work thrice as hard to earn you back.”

You didn’t realize his body was pressing up against you until it was gone and he had grabbed his coat, ready to leave.

“Or I could share. Wouldn’t mind doing that with Mr. Khan.”

“You—“

“See ya soon, world’s bestest Manager!”

It was almost scary seeing Jisoo in such a broken state. He had failed two evaluations in a row. One more time and he’ll be cut off from his dreams. This usually wasn’t the case for most trainees, but as he’s grown older and therefore less marketable, the higher-ups had double down on their rigid rules. Even employing a manager like you to keep him in line.

You were a massive slap to the face. But he had no one else to lean unto. His other relationships were all shallow and based on some flimsy, flowery words he’d spout at everyone. So, he found himself here, right beside you. Tears still wet on his beautiful face.

“Hey . . . c’mere.” You pulled him beside you. The boy didn’t like being touched, but he was too tired and jaded to resist. “Show them that you want this. Show them that you’ll do everything you can to reach your goals.”

You caressed his back. Even if your words weren’t much of comfort you could at least try physically calming him down. “If they keep kicking you down even after you work twice as hard then work thrice as harder. If your skill isn’t enough for them then show them your determination.”

“You can and will do this, alright Soo? I believe in you.”

And that was the final nail into the coffin. You felt him melt under your touch. His breathing finally started to steady.

“I will. I promise.” He raised his arms to embrace you. “I’ll make you proud, Mx. Manager.”

Eve’s fingers trailed over the tattoo on his face. It was cold out. Snow had covered the streets and a part of his newly dyed dark blue hair. But the alcohol, the clothes he wore and most of all the thoughts of you kept him warm.

©️ hana.no.seiiki - yun / moyazaika - genie | 2023

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s0xmsstuff · 1 year

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You can't see it, and I constantly wonder why.

{reader} x y!Wally Darling

Warnings: Obsessive behavior, mentions of harassment, bad outlook on love, Threats of isolation, mental torture, gn! {Reader}

– English is not my first language! If you see grammar problems I will happily accept a correction.

You can't see it, right? You cannot see how this heart hidden in the skin of my chest begs for your attention, for your love, for all of you.

I don't understand why, why can't you hear the beating of my poor heart? Why do you deny what is already written? Why don't you accept it?

It would be better that you accept that you are mine, it would be better that you accept to stay with me, it would be better if you were obedient, {reader}.

It would be better for you.

Because the only thing you gain by resisting is a great hole of despair and horror, where both the victim and the perpetrator are yourself.

You just have to agree, my dear. Just accept your fate, accept that we are made for each other.

Just imagine it; Mr and Mrs/Mr/Mx. Darling

You only complicate things with your negativity, with your unnecessary resistance. None of it will stop our love, my dear. Nothing and no one will.

I am always watching you, from up close of course, I have always been a witness to how your eyes carefully observe the shape of the trees. I have witnessed how the skin of your beautiful fingers plays with the fabric of your clothes, and I have witnessed everything.

Why do you run away? Why are you crying? Why do you beg for mercy? Why you do not trust me? Why don't you look back at me?

I, your future husband, promise with my very existence that I will protect you as the knight protects his queen. I will love you as the sun has loved the moon since its creation. And I'll show you that I love you, just like I do.

I have always wanted to feel more than what I have been forbidden to feel. And after so much wishing, praying and asking... You appeared.

You appeared in the neighborhood with your big and beautiful smile, greeting everyone equally, that day I saw you through the window and I said to myself... ”Someone new, new feelings."

And it was true, you made me feel lighter, you made me feel so shocked, everything you did or said was right in my eyes. I didn't care if what you said wasn't relatively accurate, but for me it was.

You were smarter than Frank

Kinder than Eddie .

Funnier than Julie

More interesting than Barnaby

More passionate than Sally

More attentive than Poppy

More agile than Howdy

I even dare to say that you became more incredible and special than Home. That was almost alien to me, I didn't know why I felt that way. But I didn't dislike it, in fact I liked it.

I like the way this feels, it's like being alive again.

But you refused to accept it, you wanted to live too. I don't get it, you and I could live

together.

So I had to do whatever it took to keep you from leaving my side, it was hard at first I didn't like the idea of hurting you. You are special to me, you know that right? But a few sacrifices are necessary to achieve peace, right?

So I locked you in Home, with me. Together

N/Y; This is my first time writing for this character, and I like the obsessive wolf dynamic. Probably something nicer will go up, but that will be decided in another future.

– s0x

#wally darling #wally welcome home #welcome home #x reader #male yandere #yandere wally darling #wally darling x reader #possessive #yandere x reader

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mythicalartistx · 7 months

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Vanitas in the novels is not what I expected....

I saw someone BBS sections online and it was just the Vanitas sections and it was worse than I thought.

I knew everytime you hurt or kill Unversed, Vanitas feels pain. That I knew and was sad. I knew the novels had more added extra details about that, BUT I DIDN'T EXPECT HIM TO BE SO SAD AND JUST WANTED TO STOP FEELING PAIN

That's why he looked so sad when Ventus defeated him. He only wanted to feel whole again so he wouldn't feel hurt or pain.

He was so miserable. He questioned his existence. He felt pain because he was separated. He hated looking at Ven, but when MX brought him to Eraqus he then started to missed him.

All the pain, sadness, nervous, and basically any emotions would create unversed. And he hated the sight of the Unversed as they also made him feel weak. When he destroyed them and it caused him to feel intense and physical pain. But it also made Vanitas feel slightly better because the Unversed being alive made him miserable. However the pain was so intense and it often made him create more Unversed because of it in an endless cycle.

He hated Ventus cause he got to live happily without feeling anything. He also reminded him of how weak he was because when they were one person he used to be weak and timid, but when separated Ven grew stronger due to Eraqus, Aqua, and Terra's influence. When Vanitas saw his other half, after Sora's heart touched both of theirs, he despised him and wanted to hurt him.

Vanitas actually didn't really want anything to do with MX but only helped him so it makes the pain go away. MX often told him the pain and hurting will make him stronger and to use those feelings. Vanitas only really went with him and wanted to forge the χ-blade and connect so he will stop hurting.

He just wanted to feel better and it's like really sad.

And MX often laughed at his pain or just watched , not doing a single thing.

Also sometimes MX would hurt and fight Vanitas to make him stronger and then disappear. And Vanitas would just be in the keyblade graveyard alone and hurt. Because of how alone he was and how much pain and all the sad feelings he got, he turned cold and a bit twisted. He didn't know nice things for himself, he only saw other people having this and it was never him.

It's just all so sad.

The parts that were just about his creation is just so 😔😔🥹💔

Like he still did all those things but it's understandable where he's coming from now. You feel bad for him now and NOW MORE THAN EVER he should get redeemed.

I already thought he should be redeemed because of how he was in his KH3 battle and he can stay as darkness if he wants but still be friends with them and maybe feel better.

GIVE HIM A HUG PLEASE he deserves it even if he bites

He's a silly little chaotic guy that deserves to be loved

#kingdom hearts #vanitas #kh vanitas #vanitas kingdom hearts #kingdom hearts novels #kh novels #bbs novel #kh birth by sleep #kingdom hearts birth by sleep #birth by sleep #birth by sleep vanitas #master Xehanort #vanitas in the novels is sad #i want to hug him #kingdom Hearts 3 #kh3

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toon-topaz · 4 months

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It's time for Mx Gamer Rage themself, Voice of the Cheated

Voice of the Cheated has generally very fluffed up and messy feathers, his stress and bad luck aren't great for the plumage. They're a little dressed up, an attempt to look a little more put together than he is, with a neckscarf to hide the scar on their throat that the Princess put there with her surprise-knife.

In Scattered AU, Cheated is an alchemist, who gets increasingly frustrated when their concoctions don't work. And of course, the one thing that did work ended up giving him the slip and escaping into the world after almost slicing him to pieces. (bonus for who can guess what this creation was :3)

#slay the princess #stp voices #stp spoilers #slay the princess au #stp au #voice of the cheated #toontopazart

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hellofromthehallowoods · 2 months

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I've only listened to season 1 but this show is so immensely comforting to me. something about the embracing of the strange and ugly and the comfortable queerness of the characters (both in the lgbtq+ way and the weird way) is so wonderful. even the sad parts feel like watching a movie while wrapped in a blanket sitting next to your best friend while the rain pours down outside and all is right in the world, at least in this moment. thank you for sharing your creations with the world mx. wellman they mean everything to me

It's so kind to hear and I hope you enjoy the journey ahead!

#hfth asks

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your-old-sins-tournament · 5 months

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DEAR OLD SINS BATTLE BRACKET

SIDE A

SIDE B

Rules:

Tie sweeps given to polls with a 0.2% percentage. Also I'm allowed to come up with the most messed up name possible for future polls

Propaganda is encouraged! I will reblog propaganda reblogs, as well as any propaganda that @s me. However, for the polls themselves, I will be using the propaganda submitted to me through the google form. If a oc was submitted twice with different propaganda, I will use both pieces of propaganda

Fandom ocs will not be tagged with the fandom tag.

Please be nice to each other. Do not tear down other ocs. I will not reblog any propaganda remotely like that.

All polls are one week!

If i need to change anything, please send me a ask. I will change it I swear.

Ngl I have nothing against voter fraud go buck wild. this is a internet funny battle

#ocs you made when you were 12 tournament—Main Tag

LIST OF OCS BELOW;

SIDE A

hạt dẻ hạt phỉ (Chestnut & Hazelnut in Vietnamese) [@tboyblogger] vs. Phee [Toby, @pied-piper-pluto]

Apelio vs. Peculiarè [Peggsnbacon/Insertcleverurl]

Avery [@agirlwithachakram] vs. Kishimaru [@notagutterrat]

Luphina [@bees-buzzy-blog] vs. Excavator [@enjoliquej]

Hans [@tzarina-alexandra] vs. Ling/Estrelya

Aldara [@kozzax] vs. Dan (Hanson Ōkami) [@cabincryptid51]

Roberta [@gentleralts] vs. Moon Starr

Princess Mari [Nicole] vs. Cinnamon

Cupid [@onitekka] vs. Blazestar [@theaviskullguy]

Golden Sketch [@artoftheberri] vs. Sola [AstralAugur]

Raina [Physique] vs. Ash [@changeling-ash]

Sakura vs. Sana Uzumaki

Silvia Greystone [Vio] vs. Fiona

Emma [Crow] vs. Liz Turner [@linzerj]

Beckett Ashford [@noonbeam17] vs. Clairé [@fagbearentertainment]

Twila [@polygonstars] vs. Kayama [@iinsomniia]

Round 1

SIDE B

Hollystar [Orion] vs. Elenora [GentleRalts]

Max Haight [@rowan-raccoon] vs. Darktuft [@spiri-phone9]

Infinity [@arthallea] vs. Broanch/bpa/beepeeaye

Tekki [Luna Wolf] vs. Senshi

Marla [@doctorshatehim] vs. John [@mx-yippeee]

The President vs. Jenn Adreana [@apotheoseity]

Rosetta Stone vs. Shadow [@oreganosuace]

Dawnstripe [@enigmatic-enigmas] vs. Elwen [@peregreen]

Creation [@catboirights] vs. Solaria Aoi [@ura-0m0te-lovers]

Vinn [@mx-yippeee] vs. Lily [Asteroid Kingdom]

Pink [@somebodytolove31] vs. Erin [@silveredcircuitry]

Ash [Light] vs. Louise [@kirbee-hd]

Hazelnut [@autisticzaphodbeeblebrox] vs. Bon Fire [Light]

Flamepaw [Silvia Flowers] vs. Lasha Felomi [Luna Wolf]

Sammy [@something-in-your-walls] vs. Alana [@octonine]

Drake Blue [@silveredcircuitry]vs. Max .D. Rose [@therealsirsticker]

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