#cuz i’m white and i know i can at least try to get other white people to listen to question their racist beliefs

[newtkive]

shift shenanigans - s1 social media au

note: jus for fun ! may or may not do more parts.

warnings: crude humor, slightly offensive jokes from richie sry

part two

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chefboyardee: my friends! i love my friends! the two on the right more than the left (i’m joking i promise) 😁😁😁😁

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syd_adamu: brave of you to call him your friend y/n

↳ chefboyardee: boss man carmy save me

↳ syd_adamu: oh.. :///

marcus.brooks11: you did me so dirty, friend.

↳ chefboyardee: love you marcus you look spectacular

↳ marcus.brooks11: don’t start

richietheking: Where am I?

↳ chefboyardee: ya motha

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richietheking: Getting sh$!t done.

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marcus.brooks11: This is coolllddd.

↳ richietheking: You already know it man.

syd_adamu: this is actually crazy

carmyberzatto: can you show this on instagram? i think you should delete this.

↳ richietheking: Delete your life.

chefboyardee: come down to the beef for a number 6 the occy way 💯 the safest joint on the block 🤑💯we are 🔛🔝

↳ richietheking: Eyyy I know that’s right.

↳ carmyberzatto: please don’t advertise this.

WE HAVE THE BEEF 🥩

[ 8:25 am ]

y/n:

bruh im about to lose it. heads up when you guys get to work.

marcus: that catering order is about to be crazy

DO NOT REPLY: These white boards are stressing me out.

syd: we know, probably giving you ptsd from not finishing high school

DO NOT REPLY: Fuck you I did finish it.

y/n: oh i gotta change ur contact name richie

richie poo: ????? What

y/n: it was ‘DO NOT REPLY’ lols

marcus: valid

syd: real

richie poo: What? Why?! That’s so rude

y/n: cuz you piss me off

and you kept blowing up my phone yesterday

richie poo: You weren’t answering, and we needed help at the cook out.

syd: the one where you poisoned everyone?

richie poo: Fuck off.

y/n: when i’m off work, i’m off work.

marcus: don’t let carmy hear that, y/n

y/n: don’t remind me

syd: he’s trying at least, go easy on him. he really has great ideas

richie poo: You mean you have great ideas in that little notebook

tina: Never trust a broad with a notebook.

syd: hey! i’m just being helpful

y/n: do you guys think my ig post will hurt carmys feelings

marcus: it would make me a little sad if i were him, but i don’t think he cares

y/n: great i’m gonna cry now

syd: i doubt he even saw it y/n it’s fine

richie poo: Check the work chat. Cousin is in a mood.

y/n: oh great

tina: Help us all.

syd: be nice you guys

WORK

[ 9:15 am ]

carmy: Everyone, we have huge catering orders tomorrow to prep for today. Please get here as soon as you can, the earlier you clock in the better. Additionally, please be careful what you post on social media. I don’t want people to get the wrong impression

y/n: yes chef 👨‍🍳

syd: ok sounds good

richie poo: Cool it, Cousin. What’s the issue with the social media

tina: I use FaceBook. That not allowed now??

carmy: Tina, you’re fine. I’m talking about those who post work things on public accounts

marcus: facebook is crazy

richie poo: I can’t go private

y/n: he needs the likes

richie poo: No I’m disabled from doing so. Not sure why

y/n: liar

richie poo: 😑I don’t like you

carmy: Then please don’t post pics of yourself posting up with a gun and an air horn outside of my shop anymore.

marcus: that pic was fire can’t lie

carmy: Well, it’s bad for business.

richie poo: Fine, whatever

y/n: carmy

carmy: What, Y/n?

y/n: is this because of my caption on my post i’m sorry i promise i wasn’t being for real

carmy: I don’t care Y/n.

y/n: is that code for ‘i care a lot and i’m crying in the office right now and that’s why the door is closed’

oh

syd: ? why the oh

y/n: he opened the door and yelled no 🤨 but i think i saw red eyes

carmy: Please get back to work and I’ll comp a meal for you later

y/n: OMG yes chef 😍

richie poo: Inappropriate emojis and you shouldn’t have to incentivize her to work

y/n: shut up acting like HR i’m gonna beat your ass

jealousy is ugly which is why you have that mug on your face

carmy: Stop

y/n: yes chef 👨‍🍳

i heard your giggle tho

richie poo: Again with the schizo episode

syd: you can’t say that richie

richie poo: Oh sorry

#carmen berzatto x reader #carmy berzatto x reader #carmy berzatto #carmen berzatto #the bear #the bear imagine #carmy berzatto imagine #x reader #carmen berzatto imagine #sydney adamu #sydney adamu x reader #richie jerimovich #richie jerimovich x reader #the bear reader insert #the bear text au #carmy berzatto text au #crack #fluff #social media au #text au

[jd-loves-fiction]

Breathtaking

➢ the kiss that breaks apart for a second, a smile stretching and they kiss you back again, fingers gently sliding down the side of your face to your neck (SWISS)

➢ 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: Swiss x GN!Reader

➢  𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: fluff

➢  𝖜𝖈: 603

➢  𝖆/𝖓: Can you tell Swiss is my favorite? Hope he’s not too OOC i’m still trying to figure them all out 😅 (gets a little frisky but that’s just cuz im mad horny for Swiss and i couldn't keep it out of the writing)

Swiss's kisses are breathtaking, to say the least. You'd think him to be an air ghoul if you didn't know better, with how he seems to suck the air straight from your lungs every time.

You’re waiting at your agreed meeting location, in the shade of a large tree just beside the chapel. Copia’s nervous voice rings out of the building, sounding like his sermon is close to the ending. Nervous, yes, but still strong enough to be heard all throughout the building.

Attending Copia’s sermons isn’t mandatory for anyone but the ghouls and ghoulettes, knowing that if it wasn’t, most of them would never show up.

And so you wait, rocking back and forth on your heels impatiently.

When dozens of shoes start clicking upon the dark marble of the floor, you stand up straight, realizing that Copia has stopped talking. Your hands pat down your uniform and hair, hoping to look at least presentable after having rushed through the tasks that gave you a good excuse to miss the sermon.

A bug-eyed helmet peeks around the corner, looking straight at you, and by the roguish flash of white teeth against dark skin, you know exactly who it is.

You raise your hand in greeting, smiling wide as Swiss walks closer with powerful, resolute steps, smile seemingly glued on his face. He doesn’t wave back but you know it’s not out of malice, by that shit-eating grin, you know he’s got something nefarious cooking up in that fast-moving brain of his.

He doesn’t even take a second to settle his forward momentum once he reaches you, he simply grabs your face in between his large hands and brings his lips down on yours, harsher than he expected to. You almost stumble back with the force of it, before one of his hands dip around your waist to secure you against his hard body. The dips and planes of which you can feel starkly clear against your own uniformed body.

Even as you attempt to gasp from the surprise of it all, he doesn’t let up, not for a second. His lips stay sealed over yours as his split tongue slips into your mouth. Your hands clutch his shirt tightly, feeling overwhelmed by how he seems to be trying to suck your soul out of you.

“Don’t be too rough on ‘em, Swiss! They’re only human,” Shouts Aether suddenly, probably noticing that the kiss had gone on for a bit too long.

Swiss’ hands return to framing your face as he pulls himself back from your lips, seemingly with great effort, to look deep into your eyes as you both pant against each other’s skin. He pays the older ghoul’s warning no mind, cheshire grin returning as he gazes at you with eyes full of love and fondness. Or maybe it’s something else, it’s hard to tell with the helmet on.

“I missed you~.” He sings softly, rubbing the tip of your nose up with his, before dipping back for more kisses, these ones quick and loud. The last of which he lets linger, before pulling back with his eyes closed, hands sliding down your face to hold your neck in a grasp that nearly covers it with how big his hands are, “Satan, I missed you so much.”

“You saw me this morning. We woke up together.” You remind him playfully, lightly stroking the hair at the back of his neck, not covered by his helmet.

“Don’t care, too long.” Swiss complains equally as playfully, before his lips touch yours once more with the pleased sigh of a ghoul who has it all.

#ghost band #ghost band x reader #the band ghost #ghost bc #swissarmy #nameless ghoul swiss #swiss ghost #swiss ghoul #swiss ghoul x reader #swiss x reader #nameless ghouls #nameless ghouls x reader

[prodigal-explorer]

specific things i’ve seen tss fans do that make me hate this fandom:

(disclaimer: a lot of this fandom is great but oh my lord i just have to show some of y’all how your behavior affects others because it’s atrocious)

please read this guys because chances are you or someone you know has done at least one of these things because they’re so rampant in this fandom it’s crazy-

1. sending death threats and calling somebody a “boot licker” and a “d-rider” for defending thomas’ silence about the war. like he shouldn’t be saying anything about the war unless he knows enough to have authority on it??? he’s a privileged white man who lives in a place where the war is not taking place. what productive thing would he be able to say about the war?? leave the man alone, he’s not a politician or a military general. if he did say something, it would probably be misinformation. stop acting like you’re some saint because you’re using bullying tactics to make yourself feel more woke.

2. writing aggressive posts about stuff thomas does that is not an issue. what i mean is that he does deserve to be called out if he fucks up (like the whole thing with underpaying his employees), but i saw a post where someone was using super aggressive language because thomas said he was “being delusional” in a short and someone was on their high horse about how thomas was “being insensitive to people who have mental disorders that involve delusions.” like…please go outside. anyone can have a delusion. and if thomas does make a REAL mistake that actually matters, there are better ways to go about it than spewing hate and name calling. he tries very hard and actively patches up mistakes as well as he can, which is more than what can be said about most cis white male celebrities.

3. blatant racism. i’ve been told by white people that my views on poc headcanons are wrong. like i’m a poc??? i would know more than you??? and i try to be nice about it?? so don’t attack me for saying that there’s nothing wrong with race headcanons as long as they’re done in a respectful way? or that just because roman speaks spanish one time doesn’t automatically make him latino and that’s actually a pretty racist assumption? just trust poc fanders. WE KNOW WHAT WE ARE TALKING ABOUT BECAUSE WE EXPERIENCE RACISM ON A DAILY BASIS. white people will never know what it’s like. so stop acting like it. that’s a huge issue in this fandom.

4. a LOT of aphobia. there’s this concept going around that’s like “oh the sides could be ace because they’re not human so they don’t get romance!” like…babes let’s step back and look that over…cuz ace people aren’t ace because they don’t “understand” sex. that’s infantilizing and dehumanizing. it’s possible to be ace just because you don’t want sex in a conventional way. the sides are not a vessel for your aphobia.

5. SO MUCH RUDENESS WHEN IT COMES TO CHARACTER CRITICISM. the amount of death threats i’ve gotten just because i hate patton??? like PLEASE. i’m allowed to hate a character!! i have trauma and patton reminds me of horrible people in my life who did horrible things to me! he’s like a carbon copy of them in my mind! and even if i didn’t have trauma, it would still be valid because patton is a flawed character! there is nothing bad or wrong about dissecting a character’s unkind actions??? that’s just basic analysis. like i ADORE roman and you don’t see me wishing death upon people who don’t like him??? i just block and move on or i hear them out!! because discussion about the flaws of a character you like isn’t a personal attack!!! people NEED to get that in their heads cuz it’s so frustrating when people take it so personally and actively seek it out just to get mad at it.

#sanders sides #thomas sanders #tss #roman sanders #sanders sides fandom #virgil sanders #remus sanders #logan sanders #patton sanders #janus sanders #sanders sides critical #sanders sides criticism #tss crit #tss critical

[lvndrlondonfog]

ok so basically I saw your post asking for prompts and I have been thinking for days about cat good omens . again. let me explain

so a while back I wrote a super fucking long cat omens fic (long for me at least) where they’re stray cats, it’s called strays on the street, almost 60k words. BUT in my head is ANOTHER CAT AU where they are warrior cats ok idk if you’ve ever read those books but there’s hundreds of them and they’re about clans of cats who fight and hunt and fuck and it’s crazy and not child appropriate. I was reading cats get mauled and give birth graphically in 2nd grade but anyway I WANNA READ THEM AS WARIROR CATS OR WRITE IT MAYBE?? Cuz all I’ve written is this snippet from my notes app from weeks ago

/ “I’m sorry,” Serpentfang gurgled, his eyes rolling back in his head, his paws convulsing as he tried to reach for Angelwing. But the white tom stepped back. /

NO CONTETX NOTHING IDK WHAT

but anyway i also need more fanart and fic of crowley with greying hair. same with azi tbh but especially Crowley i want them growing old together in the sense that they don’t have to grow old but they choose to :) ))) also i want an au where crowley becomes Duke of hell post s2 just to send petty notes through heavens administration

SORRY MY ADHD DOES NOT LET ME HAVE A STRAIFHT LINE OF THOUGHT AJSSJDK anyway i am all for new tumblerers and if you have an ao3 or something id love to follow it incase you do write or post anything! <3 random ideas to shoot at ya: sailor aziraphale x siren Crowley, crowley pretending to date furfur post s2 to get supreme archangel aziraphale’s attention, muriel trying to get Crowley and aziraphale back together PARENT TRAP STYLE, orrrr yknow what sweet and fluffy aziraphale reading and drinking tea in south downs cottage while snake Crowley listens to him read aloud and sips from his cup with his silly forked tongue

GO CRAZY (and also be my mutual? 💍)

OH ABSOLUTELY. Warriors cats was my SHIT growing up, and sosososos many ideas I cannot thank you enough: I’ll link one of my fics below and I just started writing so they aren’t AMAZING but decent I think still!!! Ones about Angel Crowley finding inspiration for the entire universe after one (1) passing glance at a specific Angel and the other about Crowley struggling a bit after the fall, past angst but wings and fluff!!!

THOUGH I ABSOLUTELY GET ZERO STRAIGHT LINES OF THOUGH FELLOW ADHDER SO LEMME SEE IF I CAN RESPOND TO ALL OF THESE AKFKRLS

So basically I have also thought about warrior cats au before and BASICALLY

Crowley is a dark forest cat (kicked out like Ashfur) and Aziraphale is a Starclan cat!!!! Remember in the first books when they have to move from the original forest bc it was getting chopped down? Instead of moving, Starclan saw no way out of that and was like “what if they all just die instead than problem solved and we never have to worry about issues ever again?”

Crowley and Aziraphale are obviously like NO THATS A BAD IDEA and after an accidental meeting at the foggy border between Starclan and the dark forest, they are both elected by their respective forces to take over two clan’s medicine cat’s bodies and make sure that the 9 layers of Armageddon that Starclan is sending to wipe out the clans will go through. Instead, they try to thwart things while each dealing with clan life once again, and of course, shenanigans ensue!

Okay growing older I literally love the idea of as they drift further from their respective sides, they lose more and more of their ethereal powers, but it means they can be together and be left alone. While it’s a sacrifice that they’re both willing to make, it does come with some unintended side effects (mostly for Crowley; human bodies don’t tend to handle a million year free-style dives into pits of boiling sulphur too well) but they again find ways. Essentially a lot of fluff post-Armageddon’t and s2 in the South Downs Cottage????

And thirdly what if post S2, Crowley doesn’t really know what to do with himself but he’s PISSED. And there is no more “their” side, only Crowley’s side and he’s not exactly thrilled to be back alone. He has nothing else to do and he wants petty revenge, so he matched Aziraphale’s position as Supreme Archangel as a Duke Of Hell, mainly as an excuse to fuck with Aziraphale and make sure that Aziraphale won’t be able to forget about him any time soon, because Crowley certainly hasn’t thought about him.

AND TWO SPLIT ROUTES ONE ANGST ONE CRACK

1) With nobody left on Earth, Crowley and Aziraphale are out of the loop and before they realize it, the second coming had happened. Earth is dead, and Heaven and Hell are preparing for war once again. Meeting on the battlefields, each full of anger and with nothing left to go back to, what will happen? Either they fight and one accidentally wounds the other before they’re both like OH SHIT WAIT WAIT WAIT THIS IS STUPID MISTAKES HAVE BEEN MADE or one is hurt by the enemy side and found by the other; how do they stick together when no place is safe anymore?

OR NOT HORREDNOUS ANGST

2) Crowley finds out about the second coming, which he doesn’t think Aziraphale knows about, and vice Versa. Cue notes with ridiculous clues and stupid Spelling Things Out with random capitals to send a message, and completely obliviousness on both sides because they’re too desperate to get their own sides across that they don’t even stop to consider that the other may Also be trying to send a message. Cue increasingly grand gestures from both sides before Aziraphale shows up at Crowley’s office holding the Son of God, and they have to figure out how to stop the second coming while finding out ways to acknowledge the emotional damage they both still carry from their last meeting in the bookshop

Sailor x Siren writes itself: maybe shipwrecked Aziraphale finds Very Almost Miraculously Convenient things on this abandonded island that he’s trying to survive on, before one night he finds a certain someone repairing the broken boat little by little. They get scared off before they can talk but Azi leaves an offering back, and cue not-meeting-but-absolutely-communicating until actual meeting than bam! Eventually they both realize that there’s nobody getting him off this island and the ultimate choice for Aziraphale to drown and become a siren too, he takes the offer and is literally just held by siren!Crowley as he takes his last breath and a bit of suspense before BOOM REBORN HAPPY ENDING YIPEE!!

Than dating Furfur to cause jealousy, specifically knowing how similar the two can look, Crowley makes it VERY obvious that he’s complimenting and highlighting all the similar traits of Aziraphale but TO SOMEONE ELSE. Aziraphale refuses to directly confront but cue more and more aggressive signs from the heavens that try to break them apart that Crowley keeps spinning into good things. Aziraphale convinces Muriel child-of-divorce style to miraculously decorate the bookshop that Crowley had been living in to an EXTREME for Valentine’s Day, and Crowley spins it into ‘I did this myself’ for FurFur. Eventually, Aziraphale gets so spun up that he can no longer focus on the planning (or thwarting) of the second coming and gets so pissed with Crowley little shithead antics that he leaves the rambunctious 10 yo son of Christ at the door, with a small note reading something along the lines of ‘Fine, deal with this yourself than; PS this is Jesus!’ And the exact opposite silence, Crowley flailing to win Aziraphale’s good graces and communicate with him, handling Jesus, and dealing with some growing guilt after Furfur genuinely seemed to become attached. Not sure how this would end, but probably Crowley working through everything on his own, separate sides angst, alternating POV chapters, and they ultimately team up again to solve all the issues

Also for Parent trap Au: Muriel and the Bentley power-duo: Crowley’s depressed so Muriel can use the Bentley, and it drives Muriel places and hints at what to do next ect ect while Muriel figures out human stuff, romance, heaven, and after numerous failed attempts- a happy ending for the wonderous Mr.Fell and Mr.Crowley who had taken her in before!

Also Absolutely Dyslexic Crowley having pretended to just really hate books for the longest time, but Aziraphale eventually noticed that Crowley struggles to read menus and other stuff too- just poor eyesight and with knowledge being the root of the original sin, heaven found it quite ironic to block that in more than a few ways for the very demons who perpetuate sin! Confrontation, and eventually Crowley gives in and cue absolute fluff; Aziraphale reads and finds a new side of Crowley, who despite what he had spent many years convincing himself, actually ends up enjoying various things and even asking further questions and speculating and thinking about things (which Aziraphale is more than thrilled about to finally have someone to discuss with!)

Also I am currently on SOS Internet on the drive home, so I can’t risk opening a new webpage lest everything is risked but my Ao3 is LvndrLemonade! Top two fics are what I was talking about earlier and I will absolutely keep you updated on these ideas!!!!!!!!! Thank you for allowing me to yell I love all of tjeese sosososso much oh my god

#good omens #aziraphale #crowley #crowley x aziraphale #ineffable #ineffable idiots #au #good omens au #fanfic #good omens fanfic #ideas #prompts #oh my god I’m so sorry this is so long #though not really sorry #GIVE ME YOUR FEEDBACK ARE THESE DECENT IDEAS PLEASE

[jazzthatonewriterchick]

Lovers & Friends (18+ Fic)

Pairing: Keigo Takami x Black!Fem!Reader (Friends to Lovers)

Synopsis: In which you and Keigo have begun to realize the strange new feelings you both have for each other after one drunken night at a close friend’s wedding that ends with you in his bed, but because of your longtime friendship and committed relationships with other people, you’re more than happy to forget that night even happened and keep your mutual feelings in the dark…for now, at least. 

Story Warnings: Smutty smut; 18+ (MINORS GET AWAY); Cheating/Infidelity; Mating; Light Degradation; Spanking; Exhibitionism; Multiple Positions; Creampie; Unprotected PIV Sex; Facials; Scent Play; Marking; Spitting; Deepthroating; Cunnilingus; Begging; Edgeplay; Power Play; Daddy Kink; Some Angst; Hurt/Comfort; Mild Violence

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic (except for Rei and Haruko). However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer's Note: Just as note, Dabi isn't a member of LOV in this fic. I explain all of it in the chapter, but I didn't want to make him a villain in this fic, mostly cuz that's my baby daddy & he deserves better. Enjoy! -Jazz

Chapters: One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen. Nineteen. Twenty. Bonus Chapter.

Read on AO3 here!

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Chapter Four: We're All Friends Here.

“Can you stop doing that, please?” Rei sighs from behind the wheel of his Benz. 

You, sitting in the passenger’s seat beside him, barely spare him a glance. “Doing what?” you ask dryly.

You watch as trees and cars whiz by as Rei drives slightly above the speed limit to get to Fatgum’s wedding. Your feet are up on the dashboard, your painted toes in some sexy-looking Steve Madden heels to match your peach-colored sundress and go along with your braids that you tied up in a bun on your head. 

“Acting like you’re not pissed when you are,” Rei replies. He clenches the wheel so tight that his knuckles are white. “Look, I said I was sorry, Y/N, but I can’t help that I lost my wallet.” 

“No, you can’t,” you begin, about to drag his ass to hell and back, “but you can help that you didn’t show up on time when you specifically told me 9 AM and showed up at 11 PM. The wedding started at 11 PM, Rei.” 

“I’m aware of that,” he growls, forced to stop at a red light. “That’s why I’m hurrying as fast as I can without risking getting a ticket. Cut me some lack, Y/N. I was out patrolling last night.” 

You turn to him, irked. Despite how clean and handsome he looks in his crisp button-down to match your dress, slacks, and red-bottom shoes, that does nothing to distract you from your anger. You had promised Keigo you’d show up on time and you never go back on your promises unless something serious happens. So for Rei to not respect that and make this about his lost wallet (which he found under his car seat later) is really starting to work your nerve.

“You didn’t have to come with me today, Rei,” you say, bite in your tone. “I told you you didn’t have to last night, but you refused. Now we’re two hours late for the wedding! Fatgum is probably already married by now!” 

“We’ll get there,” Rei reassures you, pressing down on the gas as soon as the traffic light flicks to green. “Just chill out, okay? I don’t want us going in here mad at each other.” You feel his hand move to squeeze your knee, but you don’t move to hold his hand or push it away. You try to act like it’s not there, like some pestering fly. 

There is a part of you that feels guilty for being so mad at your boyfriend. You know you can’t help what comes with the job as a pro, but you also know he can sure as hell take off from a night of patrolling, especially on the night before a very important event for you, which he said he’d attend. Even you got your patrols and other pro work out the way this week to prepare for Fatgum’s wedding. 

Rei’s decisions only validate what is more important to him than you are: his ranking. While you understand the pressure he’s under to be the best in the eyes of the public and the Hero’s Commission, you also understand that there is more to life than just a higher popularity number.

Like healthy communication and good sex. And while Rei is a great pro and an even better person, he doesn’t understand that more is needed to be a good boyfriend. 

Your mood only gets lower and lower with every passing minute as you sink deeper into your thoughts. You wonder how it’s possible to have a relationship like Fatgum and Haruko’s. How do two people survive for six years? When do you realize you want to be with someone for the rest of your life? How does it happen? 

You’re hoping for answers when Rei finally gets to the park and parks his car in the lot. By the time you get out of the car, fix your hair, and get Fatgum and Haruko’s wedding gift, the reception has already started. Everyone is now out and about, enjoying the dance floor. Some are on the dance floor, enjoying the tunes the DJ is spinning, while others are lounging at their tables or enjoying the pleasures of the park by snapping photos in the gazebos or taking walks. 

Others are circling the snack table where you find Fatgum and Haruko standing at their large, towering wedding cake drizzled in strawberry and vanilla frosting. Fatgum kisses Haruko’s cheek as they cut the first slice together, their wedding bands glinting in the sun. He catches sight of you and gives you a wink, glad to see you. 

The long snack table they stand at is covered in delicacies and expensive foods only Fatgum thought to add: fruit and cracker towers; charcuterie plates; bowls of salads and soups; spreads of potato salad, collard greens, mac n’ cheese, and every meat and fish known to man: ribeye steaks, grilled salmon, tilapia, chicken, and fried wings coated in hot sauce. Your stomach growls and you realize you haven’t eaten yet. 

“Y/N!” someone calls to you. You find Rumi waving you over to a table where she, Keigo, Sakura, Yu, and Nemuri are all sitting. Keigo is the first to greet you and you have to say that the man certainly knows how to clean up: he looks incredibly handsome in his tailored black suit and red bottom shoes. 

The scent of his cologne fills your nose as you hug him, tickling your senses. “Glad you finally made it,” he says, giving you an adoring smile. Seeing his face seems to make everything better until you notice his smile falter a bit at the sight of Rei behind you. “Tempo!” he happily greets, putting his hand out for a shake. “So you decided to join us losers today.” 

Rei’s eyes tick to Keigo’s hand hesitantly before he slowly takes it, as if unsure if the winged pro is serious with his cordial attitude or not. “Promised to be her date. Of course, I’d show up.” You inwardly sigh, already knowing that Rei’s dislike for Keigo will be an issue today. For some reason, he just doesn’t like your best friend. 

Rumi sidles up to you in her red dress, looking like a damn Amazon. “I bet,” she snickers, “with you lookin’ like that. Tryna take someone else home tonight, sexy?”

You shoo her away with a laugh before walking over to the table where Yu, Nemuri, and Sakura sit, Fatgum and Haruko’s wedding gift still in your hands. “Hey,” you greet, hugging each girl. “Sorry we’re so late. You take pictures of the wedding?” 

“Absolutely!” Nemuri giggles, already moving to show you the slew of pictures on her phone. Your heart melts at the sight of Eri as the flower girl and Fatgum slipping a wedding band onto Haruko’s finger. How you would’ve loved to witness such a beautiful moment! Now, you’re pissed at Rei even more. “But you’re here now!” Yu says with a bright smile. “And you look just as amazing as Sakura does.” 

Sakura blushes at the compliment. “She is right about that,” you giggle, sitting down next to the pink-haired girl. “You do look amazing.” Sakura giggles softly, reminding you of the cutest fairy: tiny, innocent, and pure. “Thank you, but your outfit definitely beats mine with those shoes. I’d die if I walked in those things.” 

Keigo takes a seat between you and Sakura, a new glass of champagne in his hand. You look around, noticing the empty seat that belongs to your renowned good guy, ex-villain friend. “Dabi couldn’t make it?” you mutter to him. 

“More like he couldn’t bribe the warden to give him back his perks after that riot, but he’s workin’ on it,” Keigo whispers back before taking a big gulp of champagne.

You sit back in your seat, disappointed that Dabi won’t be coming, but you should’ve known something would go wrong. He is in prison, after all. 

Dabi has been in your life just as long as Keigo and Rumi. While you met Keigo long before UA, you met Dabi and Rumi at the same time while attending UA for high school. Dabi, you went by Touya Todoroki back then, was training to be a hero and took a liking to you three almost immediately. It was the four of you all day, every day; a special quartet…. 

That is the one day Dabi cracked when his baby brother Shoto was born and his shit father Enji aka no. 1 pro Endeavor became more fond of him than Dabi. After that, he ditched the white hair for stark black, stayed to himself, and started skipping classes until he was finally kicked out. You had no idea what happened. 

Years later when Shoto started attending UA himself was when Dabi finally showed back up. When you and Keigo were called about a LOV attack downtown, you were beyond dumbfounded to see your old friend, all scars and staples, his beautiful, porcelain skin ruined. Even more dumbfounded to realize that he was now a villain and was against his friends. You had cried for weeks over this, being held by Keigo and Rumi, the only two who understood the pain and guilt you felt over Dabi’s new life path. 

However, that was then. Dabi has since changed his tune. After exposing Endeavor’s abusive past to all of Japan and getting him blackballed, Dabi sacrificed himself to save Shoto from a villain attack orchestrated by the LOV, nearly getting killed.

He was in a coma for a month after that. You, Keigo, and Rumi were right there beside him all that time. When he awakened, it was as if he had completely flipped a switch. You don’t know what he experienced while in his coma, but it caused him to wash out his hair dye, leave LOV, and turn himself into the police for his wrongdoings. “I have to atone for my sins,” was all he said. 

It was all over the news for weeks until, like all news, it faded over time. Because Dabi saved Shoto’s life, he and his family (minus Endeavor) implored the judge to shorten his sentence of 50 years behind bars. Now, as part of his deal, Dabi is in prison until his 40th birthday with the possibility of parole with good behavior. Since then, you’ve been visiting and calling him, making sure he’s keeping up with his good track record. 

The last time you saw him was a month ago over drinks. He had strode in with his snow-white hair and an ankle monitor on his ankle that would shock the fuck out of him if he tried to run. As part of his perks, he is given one day of freedom outside of prison every two weeks. He was saving up his days to visit after Fatgum’s wedding, but things took a negative turn when a riot thrown by quirked inmates broke out a week ago. Believing Dabi was the one who orchestrated it, the warden “momentarily” took away Dabi’s perks.

But Dabi is smart, so you know he has some tricks up his sleeve. He was a villain, after all. 

But damn, you wish he was here now to liven up this terribly tense silence that settles on the table. Yu and Nemuri look at Rumi who stares at Keigo who stares at Rei who stares right back at him. You gnaw at your bottom lip, the urge to flee too much. “So, Sakura!” you squeak, cutting through the horrible silence. “How’s work going for you?” 

Sakura looks almost glad that you asked, obviously feeling the tension too. “As soon as it can go when you’re working as a nurse plus customer service,” she sighs tiredly. “I do it for the kids, but those parents try my nerves.” 

“I definitely get it,” you reply empathetically. “As a pro, you have to work well with people too, especially when patrolling.” Sakura’s eyes light up at the mention of your hero work. “Speaking of which, will you be attending the Heroes’ Gala later next month? Are you up for any awards?” 

“Yep!” you proudly say. “I’m up for best fighter, so I’ve been really trying to go hard with my training.”

Keigo smirks at you. “I got the bruises to prove it,” he chuckles, alluding to your training sessions that have taken a pause due to Fatgum’s wedding and because you didn’t want to give Keigo any more bruises that he couldn’t cover. Yet another reason why Rei strongly dislikes your friend: your closeness. He doesn’t quite understand that this is just the relationship you and Keigo share. It’s like the bond between brother and sister. 

“What about you, Rei?” Sakura asks. Rei smiles at her, and you can tell he’s overjoyed that she asked. “I’m nominated for most fearless,” he proudly states as he sips his champagne. “Then at the end of the year, I’m heading for no. 8. That’s why I’ve been working like the world is gonna end lately. Y/N definitely knows.” 

You duck your head to hide your irked expression. “Yeah,” you mutter before you can stop yourself. “I definitely know.” Luckily, only Keigo and Rumi hear you and share a look between each other. One of them has to get you out of here before you start stabbing your boyfriend. “Seesh, look at that waterfall!” Rumi hollers, pointing to the foundation at the snack table overflowing with chocolate fondu and surrounded by guests. 

“Y/N, help me fight to get at that fondu fountain. My sweet tooth is talkin’ to me.” Rumi gets out of her seat and loops your arm in hers, dragging you away from the table. “Bring back some wings!” Keigo shouts after you both as you walk away from the group and head towards the snack table. 

As you do, Rumi snatches a glass of champagne from a random tray and hands it to you. “Had to get you out of there,” she whispers. “That shit was awkward. You looked like you were about to choke Rei out.” 

“I can’t help it,” you groan defeatedly. “This morning was a shit show! It wasn’t the fact he lost his wallet, but he showed up so late when he promised he’d be at our condo by 9. I missed the wedding because of his negligence.” 

“Seems like he’s been negligent with a few things lately,” Rumi replies knowingly. “I can tell. When he’s over, all I hear is him and no you.” You stare at her wide-eyed. “Yes, I can hear y’all have sex, Y/N,” she chuckles, pointing at her ears. “With these things, I can hear a tree fall in the forest.” 

“That’s so embarrassing,” you groan. You’re not sure if you’re referring to the fact that your friend has heard you and your boyfriend have sex or to the fact that you’re crickets compared to Rei.  “So I’m guessin’ the sex has been lacking too?” Rumi questions, raising a brow when you finally make it to the snack table. 

You busy yourself with gathering some salad with a side of grilled chicken and potato salad to hide your embarrassment. “It’s only because he’s been working so hard to get his award and a high rank,” you say in a hushed tone for Rumi’s ears only. “And when we do have sex, he’s not as attentive as I want him to be. Either that or I’m not connecting with him.” 

Rumi scowls confusedly at you, a kabob of fruit for fondu in her hand. “I’m not following.”

You sigh, realizing you’ll have to be a bit clearer. “I love Rei,” you explain, “but I feel nothing when we have sex. When we kiss or have any other physical contact that isn’t sexual, I get the urge to fuck him, but when I actually do it, there are no fireworks setting off in my head.” 

Even saying it makes you feel ill. “Sex is a big part of relationships for me. Without that, what do we have?”

Rumi whistles lowly, a hand on her toned hip. “A very dry relationship in need of some lubin’ up,” she replies. “Either that or just dumb the guy.” You glare at her angrily and she puts her hands up in defense. “Look, I know you don’t want to break up with him over this, but if you’re this upset over it, why even bother? You don’t even look happy, girl!” 

You want to point out to Rumi that it isn’t like Rei is a casual hookup or a guy you’ve only been dating for a few weeks. You’ve been together for a year! You have history and he’s truly a great boyfriend despite the dry spell and your feelings of being neglected because of his work. “I love him, Rumi,” you say, exasperated, “and I wanna try with him.” 

That’s all the reason you give Rumi but it’s enough to shut her up. “Give me some advice,” you plead. “You have good sex, right? And don’t act like you don’t ‘cause you’re not exactly quiet either.” 

You raise a knowing brow at her. Many times you’ve heard the bunny hero going at it in her bedroom with her hookups of the week, most of them during nights when you’re in need of sleep before work. 

Rumi gives you a sheepish smile. “Guilty as charged,” she chuckles. “Well, have you ever talked to him about your kinks?” 

Her simple question makes you reach back into the furthest parts of your brain for an answer. Have you talked about your kinks with Rei? You’ve tried the handcuffs, but since that didn’t work, kink never saw the light of day again in your relationship.

However, you can’t remember ever flat-out telling him you loved spankings or for a guy to spit on your pussy. And what about your degradation kink? Or your desire for exhibitionism? He’d look at you like you’re crazy! 

You shake your head silently at Rumi. “Start there then,” she encourages. “Or maybe try to do something more adventurous with him to spice things up. That usually always works.” She passes you a fresh glass of champagne. “I’d suggest gettin’ some alcohol in him first.” 

You turn back to stare at Rei, finding him chatting with Jeanist and Ms. Joke. Nervous butterflies flutter in your stomach at Rumi’s advice, but it’s something you know will probably be easier than you believe it will be…right? 

“Hey, you two!” Keigo grabs you and Rumi’s attention, looking impatient. “You gonna gossip or get some wings for me? I need some before I pick either one of you as a dance partner.” He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively at both of you and begins subtly moving his hips to the band playing a cover of Rihanna, the lead singer crooning into the mic. 

Rumi looks at him in playful disgust. “With your big ass wings?” she scoffs. “No, thanks. You’d knock me over.” Keigo gives her a mock offended look as she sashays by him, heading back to the table. “Come on, you two!” she shouts over her shoulder. 

You inwardly groan, not wanting to sit back down in the awkwardness of that table. But when Keigo gives you that reassuring smile that everything will be okay, all of that dread vanishes. “Well, she’s waiting for us, baby bird.” He hooks his arm through yours, smiling at you. “Better not keep her waiting.” 

Without another word, you let Keigo drag you back to the table with your food and much-needed champagne in hand. 

#friends to lovers #keigo takami x black reader #hawks x black reader #feral hawks is the only hawks #black fanfic writer #smutty smut #bnha smut #my fic shit #black coded reader #keigo takami #my works #hawks smut

[whereismyhat5678]

I know this is weird to dump on y’all but can I vent for just a few minutes? If this is even considered a vent since it’s not anything sad, I just wanna get this off my chest real quick.

(If you don’t want to read the essay I wrote scroll to the bottom and just read the TLDR 😅)

I like being a woman. I do. I like using she/her pronouns. I like wearing pretty feminine stuff. And in general I just like to be feminine. I’m happy being a girl.

But I just always wanted to just- try on a suit- JUST JUST HEAR ME OUT FOR A SECOND-

I wanna look like a dapper young gentlemen- like a very posh man that wears like- like one of those eyeglass thingys-

Like this fellow right here:

I also wanna have a mustache, LIKE THOSE ONES THAT ARE FLUFFY AND COVER YOUR MOUTH- the- THE PAINTERS BRUSH MUSTACHE!! Or examples like: The lampshade, the handlebar, the Hungarian, OR THE IMPERIAL (that one’s GODAM GORGEOUS-)

But more about the suit- I wanna- I PICTURE myself in a black slick suit with a white undershirt and a silk like tie, with nice shiny black buttons and some white gloves to match the undershirt. To show sophistication. With one of those top hats OH I LOVE THOSE!!

I’d like to see it on me but I wanna look more masculine in it like- like what I just said I wanna have a mustache and OH such a deep voice!! I wanna be those narrator voices that are soothing and just, you can fall asleep to them.

I wanna look dapper, I wanna look snazzy, I WANT TO WEAR A SUIT. I want to have a cane that I can lean onto while standing, I want other men to talk to me like if I were just another guy.

I WANT TO BE ONE OF THOSE GUYS- that are like, buff but also a bit fat since, ngl I would genuinely like to be a fluffy guy, AND REALLY TALL and look down at people. I want to be tall too not just as a man but as me because I just wanna be the size of my dad. At LEAST 6’0 that’d be AMAZING.

I WOULDN’T JUST WANNA WEAR A SUIT EITHER- I wanna be a gentlemen that wears warm cream colors and a nice soft brown sweater with a beanie and THOSE BOOTS. (You know the ones I’m talking about-). I wanna have big legs and wear those jeans that look HUGE to other people but are normal for you cuz you’re just a big guy! I wanna wear that, THAT AMAZING SMELLING COLOGNE GOD DO I WANT TO WEAR COLOGNE.

Okay- to wrap things up- sometimes, I just want to look masculine AND IF ANYTHING IF I CAN’T LOOK MASCULINE AND APPEALING (and smoke cigars like one of them guys in the movies, drink alcohol or beer even though I don’t like it- OH AND HOW HAVE I NOT MENTIONED WANTING TO HAVE THAT MAN GOLFER FIT-)

OKAY BUT REAL QUICK- I’d want to have like A BUNCH OF PAPER BOY HATS (I already wear them and I LOVE THEM SO MUCH- but if I looked like a man?? 🤯🤯) with like different colors to have one each day to match the shirt I’m wearing- with brown pointed at the tip shoes that are shiny and SO SO HANDSOME!!! I wanna look handsome I want someone to tell me I look handsome in like a vest and a red tie with a paper boy hat and nice cologne and A GOD DAMN SOPHISTICATED ASS MUSTACHE!- And when I go golfing with buddies I have the casual golfer fit, BECAUSE THEY JUST SO NICE AND SPIFFY AND HANDSOME I WANNA LOOK LIKE THAT!!!

I love being a woman, I REALLY DO- I like being a woman because in the future I wanna look beautiful in pretty dresses and nice necklaces and pretty shiny hair (short obviously-) and cute glasses to match my cute outfits! Heck I wanna wear some of these dresses:

Vintage I know- but you gotta admit they look GORGEOUS!!!

And I’ll admit I’m completely fine with being a woman because of this! I wanna look pretty in dresses, be called beautiful, have a dazzling outfit to make myself look even prettier!

But I also just, wanna look handsome! Wear a suit. Have a mustache. Have a nice deep voice and- funny story- I remember I saw an episode of Steven Universe where Pearl was wearing a suit and I thought she looked AMAZING!!

I ended up telling my mom that when I got to Prom I want to have a suit, which my mom laughed and jokingly said I would look like a lesbian. Of course I don’t like woman like that, I think they’re all beautiful but just not like that. But in general I thought to myself I just wanna see myself in a suit, a tie, nice shoes, a nice hat, with cologne. And I again don’t even have to look masculine, I just want to look handsome and spiffy!

I started liking the idea of having masculine facial hair because I can’t stop thinking about if I did have those things, they would be AWESOME!!

I’m sorry if I ended up writing too much or confusing you with my words, so in long short of it:

I like being a woman, wouldn’t mind wearing a suit, wouldn’t mind having a masculine voice features hair etc, and I wanna look handsome. But I still like dressing femininely.

I’m sorry for the long talk, I just wanted to spill my mind a bit, nothing much to it though 🤷‍♀️

#Rambling A LOT (sorry about that) #Also to make it clear I like my pronouns. she/her I like it. If I dressed masculine I’d probably just- #actually I don’t know about that- WOULD I WANNA BE CALLED HE?? #Right now no #But if I DID DRESS MASSCULINE and LOOK masculine. I would PROBABLY use he…..but I’m not sure…. #God damn I’m weird.. 🤦‍♀️ #Is this also considered- a vent?….

[dajaregambler]

HeliosR - Keith Max Card story ‘‘A way of spending valuable free time’’

Translation of Keith Max’ Lock On The Lost Night card story from ‘Helios Rising Heroes’.

Keith: …Haah

Keith: (Nothing beats smoking at yer own pace~)

Keith: (Got busy lately ‘cuz Brad’s been forcing me to attend meetings in the morning, or help him out with work….)

Keith: (Seriously been a while since I had the whole day off)

Keith: (Gonna drink as much as I want today~♪)

Keith: (I’ll go drop by this new bar that opened up recently, for starters)

-

Keith: (Uuh, if I ain’t wrong it’s in South’s---)

Brad: Keith

Keith: Ouah!? Brad…. What is it now, y’know I’m on break, yeah?

Brad: I know. Thanks to you taking care of some of my responsibilities, I have more than enough time to spare today.

Keith: Right. Then better take it easy for the entire day-----

Brad: This works out perfectly. I thought of using this time to attempt something I don’t usually do. You come with me.

Keith: Wha-!? Lemme at least rest to my heart’s content today…

Brad: Lend me a hand and I’ll buy you alcohol.

Keith: Eh…..!

Keith: …For real?

Brad: We’ll be heading to the shopping center now. Pick whatever alcohol you’d like there.

Keith: Basically tagging along for some shopping? Well, if it’s just that…

Brad: It’s decided. Get in the car.

Keith: Just so ya know, ‘m kinda in the mood for sumn’ expensive right now, ya get me~?

Brad: Not a problem. It’s all fine, just get in the car.

Keith: Yeah, yeah.

-

Keith: Say, know we're here for shopping, but what’cha buying? Somethin’ heavy to carry or?

Brad: No, it’s food. 

Keith: Aah, stocking up on frozen foods, eh

Brad: Wrong. There’s a meal I’d like to try out.

Keith: A meal? You gonna make it?

Brad: Obviously. That’s why I asked for your help.

Keith: Ah, I get it now…

-

Brad: Bonito flakes… must be this.

Brad: And then kombu….

Keith: (......All them ingredients he’s been stuffing in his basket for a while now, could that mean….)

Brad: There’s several variations of miso. Red, white, mixed….

Keith: Don’t tell me, yer gonna be making Japanese food!?

Brad: I am

Keith: How many times have I told ya now before, Japanese food’s a major pain in the ass, yanno

Brad: That’s why I thought I should try making it myself. And you could help me---

Keith: Wha-!? Why the hell do I suddenly have to help out, quit messing with me!

Keith: Setting other foods aside, I draw the line at Japanese. Yer ruining my whole day off. No way in hell I’mma help ya out

Brad: …….

Keith: …What. Scowl all ya want, I ain’t gon’ yield-----

Brad: Well, it’s fine. I can make it on my own too.

Keith: ….Eh

Brad: It’s an occasional day off. Struggling with cooking ought to be another way of meaningfully spending my time.

Brad: Having this opportunity was possible due to you taking care of work in my stead.

Keith: ….

Brad: No worries. I will buy you alcohol as promised---

Keith: Ah geez, I get it! I freaking get it! I’ll lend a hand!

Brad: ……..

Keith: You better drink with me as compensation. And stick with me till I’m satisfied!

-

Brad: Keith, remove the kombu before the pot boils for the kombu stock.

Keith: Yeah, I know. Heard ya loud and clear. You watch out it don’t boil over there.

Brad: No, the recipe calls for it to simmer on high heat---

Keith: Even so, that’s gon’ mess up the whole flavor. We’re using a different fish than the one in the recipe, it’ll taste terrible if we don’t adjust to it

Brad: I see. Then this pan here is for skimming. 

Keith: Don’t remove too much stock now. S’gonna disappear before you know it

Keith: Ack, lower the flame…..!

Brad: ….!

Keith: Even if high heat is spelled out word for word, stoves have different power in different places.

Brad: That makes sense.

Keith: Sigh…. This is why Japanese food’s a pain in the ass…

-

Keith: Uwah, it’s gotten this late already….

Keith: (Spent the whole day cooking in the end…)

Brad: Clear soup, simmered vegetables, fish boiled in soy sauce. The menu came out as planned.

Keith: Ooh~ Got anxious if it’d come out decent while making it, but arranging the plates makes ‘em look the part.

Brad: It smells nice too. While we did not go as far as a restaurant in Little Tokyo, it does resemble it quite well.

Keith: We only made enough for the both of us, so let’s eat up. Or else Dino and the others are gonna be up in arms when they’re back.

Brad: Yes. Let’s dig in.

Brad: From the clear soup first…

Keith & Brad: …..

Brad: A nice flavor.

Keith: Heh, it really packs a punch

Brad: The fish goes well with the rice.

Keith: Them simmered dishes are tasty too…. Pairs great with a drink

Brad: Indeed…

Keith: Now haven’t ya been constantly helped by me lately? Sticking with me for just one round of drinks ain’t gonna cut it, y’know

Brad: Yes, you have a point

Keith: Say what’cha want, it’s as I… huh?

Brad: To be able to eat such delicious Japanese cuisine, I made the right call to ask for your help.

Keith: ……!

Brad: You have my thanks, Keith

Keith: H-hey now, where’s this coming from…

Keith: You got another favor up your sleeve that ya wanna throw at me or what? Can’t you leave it be and spare me already!?

Brad: I wonder?

Keith: Wha……

Brad: Your chopsticks stopped moving. Eat before it gets too cold.

Keith: …… Damnit, you tyrant.

#heliosR #helios rising heroes #keith max #brad beams

[11queensupreme11]

you hate the way they wrote allison too huh 😭 same, cuz wtf did they do to my girl

Allison was terrible in this season, but I don’t hate the way the creators handled her??? Like, I can see where they were trying to go. To me, it seemed like they were making her regress. 

Allison’s definitely used to getting what she wants thanks to her powers. We don’t know much of how Reginald handled her throughout her childhood, but I highly doubt he gave her a lesson on ethics and the importance of ‘not using your powers for selfish reasons’. So yeah, mind control powers + lack of ethics = bad. 

Allison always used her powers to get what she wanted. It’s canon: she rumored her way into a career as a popular actress, she used her power on her daughter (which led to Patrick divorcing her and her losing custody of Claire, and it’s implied that she used her powers to initiate a relationship with Patrick ("I heard a rumor that you love me”). She only started becoming a better person in season 1 because she got a wake-up call after losing custody of Claire. She gets better in season 2, and then season 3 is where she goes downhill. 

She regresses. She goes back to her old self. 

I think the reason why she’s taking the loss of Claire so badly even though all her other sibs were traumatized by their own losses is because Allison is used to getting what she wants. She’s been that way her whole life and even though she tried to be better (season 1 & 2), the loss of Claire is too much for her to handle so she regresses back. She can’t have Claire so she lashes out at everyone, she can’t have Luther so she forces him to bend to her will (it’s no different than what she did to Patrick except what she did with Patrick was way worse since it lasted longer and she even got a whole KID out of it), she can’t have what she wants so she hurts Viktor and kills Harlan. 

I’ve seen a lot of ppl be like “you only hate her because she’s black and/or a woman” and “you guys didn’t hate Luther this much for what he did” and “Viktor killed billions of people but everyone’s so quick to defend him and hate on Allison” and I’m just like... no 💀

I’m pretty sure people would hate Allison even more if she were a white dude (ESPECIALLY because of the S/A scene). 

Luther was very hated by the fandom for locking Viktor up and Viktor def did a bad thing by causing the apocalypse, but the reason people are no longer hating on them was because they at least showed remorse for what they did and changed. Allison (for now) did not. 

The best thing she did was kill Reggie to save her sibs at the very end but she still pressed the button to reset the world so she could get what she wanted (which was a life with Claire & Raymond). She constantly manipulated Viktor with her whole “trust me, I’m doing this for all of us” spiel yet she’s the only one who gets her loved ones back and keep her powers (because her’s weren’t sucked up by the machine thingy). 

She reset the world to a reality where only she would benefit from it while the rest of her siblings remain lost, miserable, traumatized, and now, powerless. Kinda sucky of her ngl 🙁

However! She’ll most likely get her redemption arc in season 4 though so I can’t wait to see how it’s handled! 😃

(Also, I can’t wait to see how the creators make Klaus even crazier than he already is! They had their fun with Luther (season 1 with his moon trauma), Diego (season 2 with his JFK obsession), and now with Allison in this season with her desperation to get Claire and Ray back. This means... it’s Klaus’ turn next 😈)

#👸🏻| asks #👸🏻| rambles #the umbrella academy #the sparrow academy #allison hargreeves #viktor hargreeves #five hargreeves #ben hargreeves #diego hargreeves #luther hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #the umbrella academy meta #is this meta?? idk #but whatever

[rot-dogz]

If you want too: I’m curious to what you’ve observed in the WoF fandom, since I was in it a while ago and it wasn’t too bad for me personally. Though before I got into it I was in comparatively worse fandoms

I got my friend @dwaynedadwagon to write a bit abt it cuz I was never in the WoF fandom for long & it knows much more abt it than me so:

the wings of fire fandom consists of mostly children who got unrestricted internet access at too young of an age. because of this, and other societal factors for the younger generations, the wings of fire community tends to be very mentally unstable. just about every other member voices their personal mental struggles publicly, which leads to more people adding to the pile of public trauma-dumping.

another thing that is caused by unrestricted internet access is their inability to know what is right and what is wrong. there’s a popular member who happens to be a minor that ships their sona with foeslayer, people call this pedophilic, saying it’s like “shipping an adult with a minor”, which is not true. this is like a middle schooler shipping themself with harry styles and writing fanfictions about it. this is not unacceptable nor inappropriate, yet they still end up on a lot of dni lists for this reason, when they seem to be a reasonable person.

what’s concerning about this fandom is the amount of children making content and spitting out incoherent and misleading takes and opinions, which other children repeat and spread further within the community. there is a lack of media literacy, and because of this, people misinterpret the themes of wings of fire. one of them is that, “no matter who you are, you can always change,” and, “you cannot generalize whole groups of people for their appearance and background.” the second one is shown by the repeating examples of dragons within all tribes not fitting the stereotypes the main characters are fighting against (other than the rainwings, but there are a few who are unlike this!). generally, the community never recognizes this theme, and they continue to place each tribe into their own categories for their attributes.

“skywings are blunt and vicious, seawings are cowardly and reclusive, nightwings are secretive and all-mighty, mudwings are gluttonous and idiotic.”

these are all stereotypes, yet the community takes it as fact. they completely disregard what tui originally added in as themes for the books.

though, to be fair, she, too, forgets this theme in the later books. but it’s not an excuse for the community to also ignore these important ideas.

wings of fire is about inclusivity, iradicating misrepresentation, taking the past into account for the future, and so much more. however, the community lacks all forms of media literacy due to being so young, that they only take in the ideas that stood out the most — and those ideas happen to be the ones the protagonists fight against.

Personally, my own specific issues with my brief interactions in the fandom includes people acting as if my concerns about the fact the tribes were called, well, tribes, was completely absolute. Granted, I haven’t seen any outright appropriation or racisim in the earlier books (I haven’t read them in years though), other than the weird choice to call them tribes and not kingdoms or something else. But it always rubbed me the wrong way how quickly ppl get defensive over it getting pointed out haha.

That and I see a lot of discussion from white people talking abt the leaf/hivewing thing which rubs me the wrong way, but, I can’t accurately interact with it because I haven’t read that arc in full. Nor do I really intend to. Like Dwayne said, the fandom is mostly children with bad takes, at least from what I’ve seen, so I try to avoid it and its source material where I can, because god forbid I like another piece of media with a gross fandom. GOW and warriors is enough LMFAO

#wof #wings of fire

[nii-chans-rabiddogs]

Waking Up

TWs: muzzling, dehumanization, restraints. Finally got this done, have fun <3

@cupcakes-and-pain @maracujatangerine

Why do I feel like shit? I haven’t even opened my eyes and I have a headache, and that’s not fun. I hate it when there’s pain, cuz there shouldn’t be and it's just rude. It makes me wanna sleep forever and ever, and there’s no point for pain to be like that. It should stop, I just wanna sleep. My head hurts, and my wrists feel raw and my throat aches, and- wait. 

I open my eyes to see a grey ceiling, which isn’t nice because last I remember I was at the warehouse. I don’t wanna be back there, but Detective didn’t come back, and… Well, he would’ve but he was probably busy and didn't have time to deal with me, and he probably hates me and he’ll- No! He doesn’t hate me, it's fine, I'm fine, this is fine… I think. I look around, and the white walls of a hospital surround me. There’s weird straps on my wrists, and on my ankles. There’s one of those tall rolling things that hold the dripping baggies next to me, and it has something in it. I stare at it, but it doesn’t do anything so I look over to the left and there’s a table with bottles of what I think is medicine, but it doesn’t look like the ones in the movies, I don't think. I can’t read the labels, either, which isn’t fun. This isn’t fun, I don’t wanna be here anymore, actually. I tug my wrist, but the strap doesn’t budge at all and makes the raw feeling worse.

I hear footsteps coming from behind a door on the far side of the weird hospital place. It isn’t loud at all, though, which is weird cuz in the movies they’re really loud and everyone's yelling and machine thingies are beeping all the time, and that’s just really annoying. Probably a quiet hospital? Do quiet hospitals exist? Maybe Detective would know, but he might not answer me cuz I was too annoying last time. Oh, the footsteps stopped, and the door opened. A weird guy in a doctor trench coat walked in, holding a case thingie, like the Detective sometimes had. Is it a guy or a girl? I can’t tell, but they’re almost as tall as Detective. I think? I dunno, but Detective said he was like, six feet tall once and that’s tall. The weird doctor is also tall, so they haveta be the same height. 

The weird doctor walked over towards a curtain, which hides the beds. It does in the movies, at least, so it has to here as well. Movies don’t lie. Their hair flops everywhere, and it looks really curly and soft. It’s also a really pretty dark purple, which is so cool. He pulls the curtain back to look behind it, then scribbles in the case thingie. I wanna say something, but I can’t open my mouth. There’s a weird mask thingie keeping it closed, and it’s really tight. I huff angrily instead.

“Oh! Look who’s coherent again. That’s a good sign. Let’s get you all checked up, then we can get you down to the boss, mkay, runt?” He said, walking over and setting the case thingie on the table with everything else. 

He takes the little heart listener thing out and places it on my chest. He listens for a bit, then hums and grabs a notebook from out of his pocket and writing something down again. Then the weird doctor grabs a temperature gun and checks my temp, which is odd. The doctors in the movies never had a temp gun. I only recognize it cuz Ms. Secretary used one on me once, cuz I was really tired and slow. It was cool, but she made me take a horrible little shot and I hated it. I hope Weird Doctor doesn’t make me take that again.

“Your heart rate is pretty normal, which is good. Others are usually panicking by now, so theirs’ is a little high, but you’re real calm. I’ll take off the muzzle, but if you try to bite or scream I’ll stick it right back on, understood?” He said, staring at me as I nodded. He unstrapped it, and set it down to go grab a cup of water from somewhere. Is he magical? Where the heck did it come from?

“Drink slowly. I’m not cleaning you up if you puke.” Wow, rude.

“Ugh. Where am I? And who are you? Is this a quiet hospital? It looks like the normal ones from the movies but it isn’t loud, and there’s no one else around. Why did you muzzle me? And why am I strapped down? I’m not gonna do anything, I’m a good kid, promise. Most of the time. And how did you get your hair that purple? Wait, what’s your name? Mine’s Ghost, or Ghostie. Can I have some chocolate? I’ll be good!”

“Jesus, runt, you talk a lot. My name is Doctor Everly. You’re in my boss’s…um. Yeah, screw it, you’re in a quiet hospital. You can’t eat anything yet, but we’re going to take a fun little trip down to the boss now, yeah? I have to put the muzzle back on, though. Boss doesn’t like talkative little runts.” He said, waiting for me to nod before putting it back on. He didn’t even answer all of my questions!

He pulled the muzzle really tight again, and then started unstrapping me. Once my wrists were out he grabbed the supercuffs that were apparently hanging off the bed. Dang, I didn’t even see them. He cuffed my hands tight, then went down to the straps on my ankles. I sat up to watch him, and wiggled my toes, which were only covered by my little duckie socks. Weird, I thought I was wearing shoes before. Did I forget them again? But I remember putting them on? Unless that was another time. I’m gonna haveta find my shoes before Detective finds out, or he’ll lecture me again. Hopefully he won’t be too mad at me when I get back, I don’t want him to yell at me cuz that would be super scary if he yelled at me. Scarier than normal, and yelling is already really scary.

Doctor Everly finished unstrapping my ankles, and stepped back, pulling on my arm a bit. I moved my legs off the bed, and slid down until I reached the floor. It was cold. Maybe Weird Doctor would let me borrow some shoes? He pulled me in front of him, then started pushing me towards the same door he came in from. I wanted to run to it, but the floor was slippery and I didn’t wanna break anything so I walked fast instead. Mr Doctor Everly just stayed right behind me, and once we reached the door he took out a card and swiped it in a card thingie. Scanner, I think? There’s one for the hero office too, and Detective does the same thing to open the door. Weird Doctor pulls open the door, so I walk through it and the walls change from white to tan. It was weird, but there are paintings further down the large hallway we’re in. The paintings are weird, cuz they’re only made from different shades of red. Most of it is a really dark red, almost like blood.

Weird Doctor pushes me forward, so I stop staring at the paintings. We go left around a corner, and there’s some doors on both sides. They look really fancy, like the ones you see in mansions, which is cool. We pass by all of them, so I can’t explore which is really sad cuz this seems like it would be fun to wander around in. Maybe I can ask to explore later? We reach a door at the end of the hallway, and it said “Meetings” in big letters. This was the only one with letters on it, that's odd. Doctor Everly opens it, and there’s a really really big room inside. The ceiling is super high up, and it’s painted like a forest at my end, but changes to stars at the other. The walls are a mix of gold and blood red, which is pretty. The doctor that is Everly pushes me towards a large circle table in the center of the room, where three people are talking. They all stop and look towards us when Weird Doctor clears his throat. Wait, isn’t that Hunter?!

“Detective Gunner’s little runt woke up. He’s a little stupid, but pretty willing to talk.” Hey, I’m not stupid!

“I’m sure we can get him to talk no matter what. He’s the size of a small dog, the wind could wipe him off his feet.” Said the guy in tactical gear. Rude, I’m not that small!

The person across from him snorted, and shook her head. She just waved toward Hunter, who I wasn’t expecting to see at all. I shrunk down, trying to avoid being seen. I don’t think this is a quiet hospital anymore…

“Put it in the kennels. The detective’s little pet will have some information, and quite possibly be trainable. I will come to collect little boy blue later, after business has been completed.” Hunter said, barely glancing at me before looking back down at the tablet in front of him.

Doctor Everly pulled me over to the side, and around the table. He shoved me towards a door I didn’t see before, and I started walking as quickly as I could. I didn’t want to be around Hunter or the other ones at all. He yanked the door open, and led me down the much smaller hallway, before stopping me at a door on the right. It was metal, and a lot different from all the other fancy doors. I whined and tried to pull away but Doctor Everly just grabbed me by the collar I never noticed, and yanked me forward. I pushed back when he opened the door, but he just chuckled and dragged me into the room. It was literally full of kennels, like the ones at an animal shelter. There were some actual animals, but Doctor Everly kept walking and I didn’t get a good look at them. He pulled me towards an empty one, and fiddled with the latch. After a second he sighed and stepped back.

“Hey, Seren! Got another one, unlock the damn door!” Doctor Everly called out, staring towards the back. How long are these rooms? 

A woman came around a corner, looking at us before mouthing “oh” and pulling out a keychain. She unlocked the door, and Doctor Everly shoved me in before I could do anything. I tripped over my feet, landing on my elbows while the woman, Seren?, slammed the door shut. She locked it again, before turning to Doctor Everly while I shoved myself back into the corner. I wanna go home, this is getting really scary and I don’t like it.

“Pretty young for a mutt. Did Phoenix get another useless sidekick?” Seren asked, watching me. I glared at her, but she just smirked at me.

“No, actually. Detective Gunner had him all cuffed up in his little warehouse. The guy’s going insane, trying to find us. Runt must have pissed him off, though, cuz normally he’s real protective of the kid. According to Diadem, the detective made a deal with the local heroes at the Xertic agency. The lower ranked heroes and the interns babysit the runt while the detective solves cases. The runt is pretty stupid though, so you might want to be a little extra clear if he stays.”

“Damn, alright. I’ll dig around and see if I can find gear his size, but I might have to talk to the tech guys for gear his size. I can find something less painful for him in the back somewhere. Any favorites you know of?”

“He asked for chocolate right after waking up, so that might be a good treat. Hasn’t really reacted much to anything, so you’ll have to figure that out. Does seem pretty eager and full of energy, but again, he’s an idiot. How the detective puts up with him on a daily basis, I don’t know.” I tried to shove myself farther into the corner while Doctor Everly and Seren walked off, talking about training and gear. I really, really wanna go home, cuz this is really scary and, Detective isn’t here, so he can’t make them stop, or make them let me go, or anything. He’d- wait, would he help? He has to, right? That- I wanna go home! I curled into a ball, trying to blink back tears. I wanna go home, please!…

#tw muzzle #tw dehumanization #tw restraints #Ghost #Doctor Everly #Hunter #Seren #poor ghostie #he really thought he was safe for a second there #maybe one day he'll learn how to tell bad ppl from good #but not today </3 #lmao anyways this took me a good bit to write #but its also around 2k words so fair enough imo #have fun <3 #<33333

[fandomfluffandfuck]

Hi S,

I was scrolling through Tiktok and I saw a video of Chris Evans and president Joe Biden. And Chris was smiling and laughing. When I tell you I was shooketh! I know Chris was into politics, but damn! How did this even happen?

Also now my hate for USA politics will show, cuz why are the presidents almost always grandpas? I know it’s the system, but why? We’ll at least he isn’t shaking hands with Trump.

Do you know what happened. I think you are from the USA (I’m not sure), so maybe you got some information.

Thank you!! <3

(I also loved the post with Seb on the Syrian)

ah, yes, this video for ASP

Lmao, it's all good, you're welcome to hate on US politics here 💀💀 I may unfortunately be from the USA, but I, too, hate them.

(Putting this under the cut because I get rambly, and I understand that most people aren't here for politics)

I absolutely feel you, though. I was shocked to see Chris and Biden shaking hands. Of course, Chris was at the White House, so it's not impossible, that is where the POTUS is most of the time, and I believe Chris has been to the White House before. I could be wrong there, but, if nothing else, he's certainly been in and around Washington D.C. before with A Starting Point.

(A Starting Point being, according to Wikipedia, "A Starting Point is a website, launched in 2020, devoted to presenting videos by elected officials (current or former), presenting various points of view on issues that are of interest to the United States electorate. It was started by Chris Evans, Mark Kassen, and Joe Kiani.")

So, ASP is how, even if I didn't realize that many people used ASP, lol. I am very involved in politics outside of the fandom space--generally reading and watching and educating myself, as well as attending political events on my campus and speaking to my friends about it--but my involvement doesn't come from ASP.

But, still, the president and Chris meeting, shaking hands, smiling, and laughing feels different. It's a cross-over in a way I would, honestly, rather have not happened.

Don't get me wrong, the purpose Chris was there for, with ASP, trying to get more young people engaged in voting is immensely important. Young people in the US are more likely than any other demographic to vote blue (democratic), and that is something that, with another Trump presidency (GOP/republican) on the possible horizon, is especially important. However, I wish he could've done it without shaking hands with the president. Yes, Biden is a figure head, he doesn't do much (generally and specifically at his age, sitting in the presidency). But, also, with the genocide of Palestinians going on and Biden's active, ongoing support to Israel... I don't enjoy seeing them together.

As far as age... yeah. It's the system. 🙃 If you ask me, the minimum age for being able to run for public office should be lowered (it's 35 at least for president, though, the youngest president was 42, the average age is around mid 50s at inauguration), and there should be a cap on how old you can be and still run as modern medicine continues to prolong life and technology and education provide young people with more resources.

I will admit, growing up in the US, I have absolutely been indoctrinated to see the president and feel something. When I first saw that video my reaction was just, what the fuck!? in a lighthearted, laughing manner. A cross-over, like I said previously, they don't feel like they exist in the same world, y'know? But once I thought about it for half a second longer... it felt different.

Chris can do what he likes. Obviously. I do wonder how it happened, though. Maybe it was something he was approached with by the team for ASP, like, hey, wanna meet the president? Maybe it was something that activated the same indoctrinated kid in him--they teach you young to idolize presidents, past and present--so he said yes, thoughtless. Maybe it was something he thought about and weighed the options of, thinking it would help the cause of getting young people to vote even if it would also, inevitably make people on the Internet mad (maybe rightfully so, too, shaking hands with someone with blood on their hands. As presidents do. Biden's blood is fresh enough it's dripping, though). You can't deny that it made news--Captain America and President Biden shake hands!!! That might give a spark to some younger Marvel fan, tuning in to see what's going on with politics when they otherwise wouldn't. Maybe it was something White House staff and the team for ASP worked on together and surprised Chris.

I don't know.

It's odd. You are correct, though--at least it wasn't Trump (1:26).

If anything, though, it reminds me of the 2016 USO tour Chris and Scarlett went on for Marvel. Like, I appreciate what they did for the individual active service members as people. I think we need to do more to support veterans alongside people who are directly impacted by war--their lives destroyed or altered. However, I am very anti-military, anti-war. So, I don't like that he agreed to do that (granted, it may have been required from Marvel, not something that he could get out of, that's unclear). And I sure as hell hate some of the things he did on that USO tour. Still. My differing opinions on Chris can coexist. I can like what I know of Chris, what he shares of himself, and dislike other parts of him or actions he does. Humans are flawed. I may run a fan blog, and may seem like a stan, but I can also disagree with things people that I am a fan of agree with.

Lmao, thanks! The out-out-place reference to Sebastian on a sybian is related to this, lightening the mood

#asks #chris evans #us politics #asp

[exosupport]

I hate having nightmares about my exo trauma cuz whenever I try 2 tell my frens about it ppl always make jokes about me reading too much fanfics about my source and thats why I’m having the nightmares as if I’m not a fucking fictive who literally lived through it. Nobody gets what I’m going through it’s terrible. I was literally fucking experimented on for YEARS. i wasn’t allowed to have a fucking NAME. like. DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW TERRIBLE THAT WAS? HOW FUCKING DEHUMANIZED I WAS? I was an object. For years. It’s not fucking easy to be a person after that. And nobody will just fucking understand. It was real. It was real for me.

- subject A

Sounds like you need more supportive friends to talk to tbh, other fictives who know what it's like.

In any case, you're not alone in the slightest. Most of the people in our system most affected by their exotrauma have been dehumanized and objectified (some cases being literally referred to as an object, some cases being an experiment only given a number)

You're absolutely right, it's insanely difficult to just. Be a person suddenly when you've never been treated like one before. Nightmares are one awful part of that but it really is the worst when people expect it to be a footnote of your past, think you can just move on.

When your trauma is all wrapped up in your identity, with your very sense of self like that the least accepting and understanding thing someone can do is expect change immediately or at a pace that isn't your own. It's entirely up to you what and who you want to be and your trauma is a part of that, it doesn't define you, but you're perfectly valid for acknowledging its influence and if you'd like to you're allowed to embrace it.

You're right, you're the authority on your experiences, and you deserve to be treated with respect. Please don't hesitate to reach out if you ever need to vent or talk to someone who understands.

[ID: A banner with a Sanrio theme. It says, "Please get some rest" in a plain font. The background is colored with a subtle purple gradient with the texture of cartoon plants and flowers over it. There's two images, one at the either side of the banner.

The image on the left has Kuromi, a white imp-like rabbit who wears a black hood over her horns. Her hood has a simplified pink skull on it and her eyes are slanted downward, to express playfull deviousness. She is lying on her stomach, kicking her legs up and down, and writing in a pink and purple journal. There are two musical notes drawn next to her, one blue and one pink.

The one on the right has Kuromi lying on her stomach, with a black and purple handheld gaming system in her hands. She's smiling and playing her games. End ID]

#audit #vent #objectification tw #ask to tag

[kissproof]

Hello!! I haven’t written for ResDogs in a while so I wanted to give other blogs more content! could you write a SFW headcanons of the dogs + eddie dating a the reader who vapes to alternate from smoking cigs? hope this makes sense tysm! <3

𝘩𝘪 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺!!! 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 :)) 𝘪𝘮 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘧𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘥𝘰𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴 & 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵, 𝘪 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 <3

𝘚𝘜𝘔𝘔𝘈𝘙𝘠: 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘨𝘴 (+ 𝘦𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘦) 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘷𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘴

𝘞𝘈𝘙𝘕𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘚: 𝘷𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨? / 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

𝙋𝙄𝙉𝙆

he first notices you vaping when you two have a smoke break together

"what the hell is that?"

boy, did you open a can of worms explaining yourself to this man...

he won't even put his mouth on it he's so turned off

but then he starts seeing it everywhere, everyone's vaping! teenagers, grown adults, you name it

so he tries one of your pens one time when you're out doing errands to be sure he doesn't like it (he doesn't) and he leaves it at that

𝙒𝙃𝙄𝙏𝙀

white definitely doesn't understand it, being a lifelong smoker

he's also completely amused by it though

watches you do tricks with the smoke

when you start getting really good at it, he'll request different shapes

it's alarming how proud he is

but at the end of the day, he won't give up his cigs, no way

𝙊𝙍𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙀

at first he just watches from the sidelines, still smoking cigs, but eventually, you're able to sway him to only vape with you

it starts with him dabbing from one of your pens

he makes the most dramatic, disgusted face as it hits the back of his throat and flutters out of his nose

but then: "let me try it again?"

you try new flavors together, i can picture you both smoking up his car on the days you want to taste a different one

his favorites are the icy ones :P

𝘽𝙇𝙊𝙉𝘿𝙀

blonde doesn’t buy the whole smoking alternative thing, so he sticks to his cigarettes

"at least i know what'll kill me in these," he scoffs, lighting his fifth stick of the day

he might shotgun one if he’s in the mood cuz he likes the head high

you get him to try it himself once and he hates it

he'll grumble and complain about how he can still taste it hours after

you secretly think he likes it, but it's just not manly enough for him

𝘽𝙍𝙊𝙒𝙉

he likes when you do it cuz it smells so good

you purposefully blow the vapor in his face sometimes just because he'll be head over heels for it

his favorites are cotton candy, waffles, and coconut

he'll also take hits whenever you feel you need to smoke

i can see him weaning off of cigarettes eventually and starting his own little collection of vape pens

he won't let anyone else know he's doing it, though, he just keeps it between you and him

𝙀𝘿𝘿𝙄𝙀

he doesn’t do it with you but takes you to buy more pens whenever you run out

head out the window as you walk up to the car “what flavor did you get this time?”

always pretends to be irked by how many of them end up in his car

“jesus, it’s like i’m running a fuckin' candy store in here!”

he can give you shit for it, but he hates when other people complain about you doing it or make you the butt of the joke so he'll always have a short fuse whenever he senses people are getting off on it

"you can either deal with it or you can get out of my fuckin' car"

#reservoir dogs #quentin tarantino #x reader #tim roth #steve buscemi #michael madsen #harvey keitel #chris penn #reservoir dogs x reader #reservoir dogs headcanons #mr pink #mr white #mr blonde #mr orange #mr brown #answered #imaginesbymk

[twdmusicboxmystery]

Norman's Social Media in February

Hey Everyone! I have a few posts that are kind of random conversations between me and my peeps, mentioning random symbols and revolving around social media posts from the past month. I'm going to try and post them this week, just to get them posted. Just know that they're a few weeks old. I probably won't post about this past week's social media until next week. 😁

@galadrieljones:

Also I stopped by today to share that Norman posted a story of him driving in a car past the Eiffel Tower, which is shining a massive spotlight over Paris. He’s definitely still there!

(Twdmusicboxmystery: he's posted a LOT of pics of the Eiffel Tower over the past month. Don't know if he just thinks it's awesome (cuz it is) or if he's hinting at something.)

This was also included in the story:

o.yuuri96 is an Osaka based dealer for motorcycle clothing and accessories. I’m thinking they may do costume and props for Daryl.

@wdway:

I was going to ask what I was looking at? I recognized some of it as being motorcycle parts, but I wasn't sure of the overall meaning. Thanks for clearing it up.

@twdmusicboxmystery:

I would have thought Norman was over his candy crush obsession, but apparently not.

@twdmusicboxmystery:

I do notice that the first pic talks about things getting tricky and being your "wingman." It's something Shane called Daryl in S2. So, this could be a cloaked TWD reference. Not that it's terribly specific, but I'm sure things will get "tricky" at some point in the spinoff. 😊

@galadrieljones:

Norman is adding to his story

Ooh that one with the Norman face photoshopped on the girl is signed “martinaTWD” which makes me think it’s a fan art

He’s also posting the Eiffel Tower so much!!

@Galadrieljones:

Guys some really interesting posts in Norman’s story today:

First one has a bunch of boxes, look like pizza boxes? With writing I haven’t examined yet. They are labeled with “A” or “B.”

We have railroad tracks and a young person flipping off the camera

Then a quote about love from George Orwell with a woman catching a star…?

The boxes seem to be related to make-up for the show. They say “Raise the Dead”

Could that be the title of the spin-off…?

Idk this was an interesting one! There were more posts. These tho were the most mysterious I thought.

@twdmusicboxmystery:

I also wanted to mention the pictures you put above, @galadrieljones. I noticed the one that looks like pizzas but didn’t get a chance to take a closer look. They’re definitely makeup stuff. They all either say, “Daryl scar transfers” “injury transfers” or “suture transfers” (medical). One says “Camille wrist injury transfer.”

Can’t help but think of Beth with that one. Would love to think that Camille is a code name for Beth. Probably not, but one can hope. Really loved the others you posted as well. At least the black and white drawing (with the stripped zombie shirt) and the one of the cop holding back traffic so the cat can cross the road, he’s posted before.

I know bc I’ve taken screenshots of them before. I don’t know if that’s just bc he likes them or if he’s hinting at something. I don’t know what it would be, but cat = Daryl and cops = Grady, so… ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

@galadrieljones:

Good call on the makeup boxes. I definitely didn’t look close enough to see a mention of a wrist injury. That’s super interesting.

@wdway:

@galadrieljones:

Thank you! It is the title!?

@wdway:

Just read this article about an hour ago and it relates to the boxes and possible name of the spinoff. But most the article is a repeat of what we already know.

@galadrieljones:

That is a very interesting title …

@wdway:

I did think it was interesting that the box has A's and B's on them.

So you're saying that after Norman has been quiet for so long now there's an abundance of strange post.

@galadrieljones:

Yep. This one is especially interesting because there’s a direct reference to the spin-off, plus some interesting quotes about love. Raise the Dead. Is that not exactly what we are hoping for?

Here is another of the posts. It seems to be a fan art? Not sure but it reminded me of your stripes theory, @wdway. Perhaps it is to do with Paris.

A couple more. It’s a big story. He posted that praying mantis again.

@wdway:

What I've been hoping for is Norman saying, "watch my spin-off. You'll see Beth! She's been alive this whole time! It's our love story! With a plot about fast, smart walkers! TD is the smartest and best part of TWD fandom. Emily and I will be promoting the spin-off all summer. The spin-off will premiere in October all your questions will be answered in Fear and the Maggie and Negan spinoff. Would that be too much to ask for, hope for? Just joking! Sarcastically.

@galadrieljones:

I agree. Hot and lovable weirdo lol.

“TD is the smartest and best part of TWD fandom!” That is definitely the dream lolol

@galadrieljones:

In the meantime, another wolf reference in Norman’s story today. I have seen this movie. It’s about the Wind River Indian reservation in Wyoming.

So both Native American and wolf references

@wdway:

I think I watched this movie last year. I was good. This might also be a nod to the actor (can't remember his name) who had an accident recently that almost and probably should have killed him. You know what? Maybe that's what the hint is about. The story about someone who survived something that seemed unsurvival.

@galadrieljones:

Oh, right. Jeremy Renner. And I liked the movie too!!

@wdway:

Yes, Jeremy Renner. As much as he's been in the news lately you would think I would remember but then again it's me.

@galadrieljones:

Jon Bernthal is also in the movie.

@wdway:

It wasn't an expensive movie, no special effects or anything like that but it has a good story to it.

I had forgotten that. That does have a tie to TWD then.

@twdmusicboxmystery:

Yeah I like this movie too. It was good. Jon Bernthal was a nice guy in it. Very un-Shane. I like the ties you both found.

@galadrieljones:

Norman’s story today, the Arc de Triomphe, seems a view from the backseat?

#beth greene #beth greene lives #beth is alive #beth is coming #td theory #td theories #team delusional #team defiance #beth is almost here #bethyl

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ok if i don’t ask i’m going to go insane forever. GRABS YOU . TELL ME ABOUT THESE GAY LITTLE OCS

UAAHWBABSNENSBFNSNGBDNDBFMSDBRB FUCK OKAY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

might throw up forever trying to formulate this in a. coherent way but I'LL TRY !!!!!!!!!!

ok uhehdhrjtkg i currently have 7 named ocs, those being ruby, java, python, swift, c+, vysel, and requiem. yes ik the first five are named after programming languages it doesn't mean anything though HEJSBRJSJFJDKGNG uh. i will try to be brief with them because i could honestly sit here forever talking about them and i actually wanna answer this ask so. L

uuhhshdhdhb first up is ruby!!!! she's like. the main character. along with java :3 she's very very sweet and makes friends w pretty much anyone (in fact 2 of her 3 best friends at the moment are people she literally found on the street and was like you. me. friends. NOW) she cares so much and she has so much compassion but she wears her heart out on her sleeve all the time and she. I LOVE HER SO MUCH SHE'S EVERYTHING TO MEEEEEEEE

and w her is java !! java's like. the co-main character and she's very lowkey, esp next to ruby LOL she's also ever so slightly bitchy and blunt sometimes but i promise it's the autism and the Troubled Childhood you gotta believe me . she is also very gay for women and is absolutely pining over ruby <333333 (they get together by the end though so it's okay LOVE WINS 🎉🎉🎉)

uhhhhhh next is python and he's an asshole forever . but real talk it's the assigned funnyman of the group but in the condescending n annoying way but IT'S A FACADE he actually cares so much about its friends forever and can be mature and wise when he needs to but it BURIES its FEELINGS in SARCASM!!!!!!!! (and maybe violence) also he's 8'3" cuz suprise it was a god at one point who forfeited its god powers to be a human . that's also why his eyes n teeth r bright yellow and he has strange markings everywhere lol oops

and next is swift !!!!!! sky's the dogsitter of the entire universe good for them LMAO she's still a god and used to be work partners/best friends w python before he fucking Left but let's not worry about that <333333 anyways she's very calm and elegant and they always put the interests of others before skyself whcih . uh . can be a good or bad trait depending on how you look at it but sky's trying SO HARD leave them alone . also they like to be alone a lot and they would play the flute and read books if skies role in the universe allowed them to have Hobbies

next is c+!! that's not his actual name i promise it's a nickname because he doesn't like ppl knowing his actual name . he's definitely the least plot relevant of the seven but he's still so silly 2 me <3 he's that character trope of a guy who's somehow done Everything and worked Every Job Ever but can't hold down any of them so he just pulls random anecdotes about his internship at NASA out his ass and no one believes him (least of all his good buddy java) but he also has a lot going on under the surface . which is preddy neat :3c

then there's vysel. i hate him so much. blond hair blue eyes son of a bitch . he's a former swing turned alt rock artist who got popular for being hot and shippable i guess . also he's a reanimated corpse piloted by evil spirits but shhhh no one knows that (though it would probably add to his sex appeal if ppl did know . so.) he's like the biggest bitch forever and ever he is very celebritycore mentally i'm ripping him apart with my teeth . he uses his visual illusion powers TO GIVE HIMSELF BLOND HAIR BLUE EYES WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

uhhh and then finally requiem !!!!!! they're very socially closed off and hates talking to like. Anyone and Everyone. including their parents i mean what . they wear fucking only black and white clothing and their hair is Also black and white and it's like bro get a better wardrobe got DAMN!!!!!!!@!@@!@@!! they don't really become relevant until the "second season" because i like to think of my own story as like. a tv show . because i'm just like that but when they do they become VERY important cuz they're kinda the whole reason ruby and java were involved in this story . the narrative plagues their being with every second that they breathe. they will never be free.

UHHH YAH THAT'S MAINLY PERSONALITY WISE because if i sat talking about their roles in the story or their relationships with each other past the surface level or god forbid their backstories i'd be here for 8 billion years so. YIPPEE ^_^

#ruby #java #python #swift #c+ #vysel #requiem #i care about them SO MUCH. BONK YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH THEY MEAN TO ME FOREVER AND EVER !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #GRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #also sorry i had to. break for setting the table and eating dinner. THE MISERY !!! #i hope ur still awake LMFAO