#i told him that people are dicks but dont let that stop you from being a good person

[nyx-is-missing]

SUNSET PART 1

Or early summer!

Clarisse La Rue x Cassandra De Young (oc! Apollo's kid)

Summary: When Cassandra gets involved in a scandal early in the day, she goes to camp early.

Warnings: men....thats all i could think of actualy.

First read this!

Part 2 is here!

Cassandra De Young

Im fucked.

That's it, that's all i can say.

I knew it as soon as my hand reached his face and stinged, as soon as i heard a camera's flash, and as soon as i stepped into my mom's apartment.

Let's just rewind a bit, okay?

My family own a big business, that you already know by now, the thing is, when they reeaally want to do business with someone they go extreme, the most common technique is to get on the good side of everyone in the family, everyone.

They research, pretend to have things in common, to like the same things, to have the same views of life, and to make it more believable they always go for the person who is closest in age with them.

Usually i dont get involved in this situations because im younger than everyone else, the only teen in the family.

The thing is, this family also had someone around my age.

A 18 year old guy.....eighteen.

Let me tell you, i really wasn't going for trouble today, i tought he may be a normal guy, just with a little money, someone i could have a conversation with, drink some coffe, laugh and go back home and think "hey, not so bad"

He.was.not.

All he could talk about is how much money his family had, where he went for winter break, his pure blood horse, that only ate (attention to this one) IMPORTED GRASS.

Overall a huge dick.

But that i could handle, i've met people like this, i could handle a shitty talk for some hours, what i could not handle was having to go through all this with his hand on my knee bellow the table.

And here i was, spending one of my last days of spring being tortured by the fates.

"You're not paying much attention to the conversation are you?" He said, and gods that accent was almost making me want to jump out of a cliff, or push him out of a cliff, both would work.

"Oh sorry i was-"

"No need to apologize, people get bored i know" Not that he did something criminal by not letting me finish my sentence but, my gods every action coming from him its making me want to die right now "Its okay, i could find some way to make you focus"

Okay, im done

"Im gonna need you to stop saying odd shit" I looked him dead in the eye with a bothered look, and by the surprised look he gave me back i was 100% sure nobody ever told him to shut up when he was saying nonsense.

"C'mon, dont be like that-" he said trying to get his hand a little but upwards, and i only realized i slapped him when i felt my hand burning.

"Oh my gods im sorry i-" And then i heard the camera flashes.

Im going to need you to imagine the scene, my hand was still up, his hand was till on his cheek, and he had a scared look in his face, as did most of the people at the fancy coffe shop.

Do i smile now? Strike a pose? This one is definetly getting front pages at every place.

I chose the safest choice, got out of that straight to my house.

No..i did not payed the bill.

The whole way home i was trying really hard to think of something to say that was not going to make my family mad, especially my grandfather, but considering whe has always mad with something, that felt like a impossible mission.

First thing i saw when i opened the door of the penthouse was my mom, standing in front of the television, and sure enough, my face was on it.

She turned to me, but before she could even say something i started to explain myself.

"Its not what it looks like mom, i swear, i didn't do it on pourpose, let me explain please-" i couldnt actually read the look on her face, but she didnt say anything, so  i took that as a go ahead.

When i explained her what happened her face relaxed a bit, but not completely, and she had a look that said your grandpa is getting in my nerves because of this.

"I'll talk to your grandfather about this, but you need to know that the way you acted wasn't appropriate, there is cameras all around and you need to be careful...lets just thank the gods you didnt pulled out a dagger right?" She walked closer to me, and i knew she was trying to comfort me, its a pitty actually, i knew she didnt wanted kids when she had me, i knew how grandpa treated her when he found out, to me, it was enough that she at least tried to love me enough.  "You already have your things packed to camp right? I know you have some more days of school but ill call them and tell them you are sick, its best for you to leave earlier this year, then your grandfather wont talk your ears out...you okay with that?"

"Yes mama, ill just finish packing some small things...do i leave today?" I felt her hands on my shoulders, and heard a silent im sorry.

"Yes, but dont be like that, think that you at least wont have to see the news talking about you..youll just be there, with your siblings, eating strawberies and..whatever else demigods do daily, right?"

Like i said, it is enough to me that she tries, even when she isnt great all the time, i know people who dont even have this.

I nodded and went to my room, making sure not to accidentally hit a new sculpture, placed in the corridor.

I didnt wait for her when i finished packing.

I knew she wouldnt be the one to take me there, she never is, she has things to do with the family business, its what ive always heard.

So when i got to the underground garage with my bags i automatically searched for one of the family drivers, sure enough, he was there.

He was a nice guy, but quiet, i knew that he probably had orders not to talk to the family members unless spoken to, grandpa did this with all of them, i also knew he never actually knows where hes been taking me, he takes me there almos every year, but always stops at the road in front of the forest, maybe this sad look he has on his face its because he thinks he is taking me to one of those crazy wilderness therapies as a punishment.

Granpa would absolutely do that if he hadnt had to live with a great public appearence.

"Miss? We are here" He looked at me in the rearview mirror, i only realized i had doze of when my eyes met his and i blinked. "Hold on tight, im going to help you with your luggage okay?"

"Oh..thank you mr bell" He opened the trunk, and then the back door for me, extending his hand to help me get out of the car "thank you, again"

"Sure miss, just let me take your bags out and we are all set okay?-"

Another car dor noise made us both look to the right, to find Clarisse La rue, closing a taxi door, with just one big suitcase in hand.

Now, my story with Clarisse is kind of complicated, i've met her when he were, eight i guess, her family bought some shares in the family business and we saw each other very regulaly, and ever since then everything everyone told me about her is that she is a troublesome girl, that i should stay far.

But she was the one who realized i was a demigodess, and took me straight to camp when a monster found me, and she was the one who, many times when we were little, comforted me when my family made me cry.

It seems like she forgot all of that because she never even looks at me.

If you ask her, she has never even met me at all actually.

"Clarisse, you're early"

"Cassandra, you too-"

"Cass actually, i prefer cass" i corrected her, to wich she just rolled her eyes and muffled a whatever. "Thats all you are taking? One suitcase?"

"And you are taking all that? How do you plan on walking the whole way with all that? Im assuming he wont go with you" she said looking at mr bell, and its true, he could not walk the whole way with me, and i could not walk with all that alone...fuck

"....you could help m-"

"No, dont even think about it"

"C'mon Clarisse!" She didnt even answered me this time actually. "Arent you a Ares-" i looked at the driver taking the suitcases out. "A ares...type of kid? You will pass on the oportunity to demonstrate your muscles or whatever?"

She started to walk away with a bored look, did i already said fuck?

"C'mon ill do whatever! I- i dont know.. 20 dracmas!, no?, ill help you with the cleaning duty you'll eventually have when you fuck it up? I..ill do that AND ill cure you anytime you want, everyday, no matter the time!"

She stopped walking.

Yes! I knew it, one of the many problems clarisse had its that she likes to go out at night to train alone, and when she gets hurt she cant ask anyone to help her, because she would get caught

"Give me those suitcases already and shut up-" she was interrupted by a very happy me hugging her.

"Thankyouthankyouthankyouclarisse!"

I felt her hands on my arms and realized she was going to push me away, so i took a step back

"Geez Clarisse, you could've just told me to back off, dont be like that... just take these and ill take those"

I said pointing to the suitcases, and saying goodbye to mr bell.

Can i already welcome summer and his crazy energy? No? Okay.

#fanfic #lesbian #clarisse la rue x reader #clarisse pjo #pjo series #pjo tv show #clarisse la rue #clarisse x reader

[avatarl0v3r]

Loose || Part one

Warning: Angst, cussing (?),

Pairing: Loak x fem!reader

yes yall ik its short and very rushed, im tryna get back into the feel of things because i havent written in awhile but i promise the next two will be better

if you ever start to wonder

why all the rain and all the thunder follows her around

you better cut that girl loose.

you wandered around the outskirts of the village lost in thought. throughout these past few months neteyam has been being more distant, ruder almost, but you never understood why he never told you anything anymore and when you'd ask, he'd getting annoyed and brush you off. you tried thinking of ways to help make him feel better but he's responses only made you feel worse than before.

most the time everything's fine.

"neteyam whats wrong?" you asked him softly as his back was turned to you "nothing, cant you just drop it i mean shit if im not telling you its for a reason." he said aggressively to you causing you to tear up and attempt to blink away the tears in a lousy attempt to stop them from pooling down your blue skin.

but as soon as she starts to whine

if you have no patience.

neteyam looked at you and rolled his eyes "why are you crying, you act like a child always crying for no reason." but it was for a reason, sure you could hold your own ground and hunt any animal and scare anyone but as soon as someone raised their voice at you even on accident, someone would turn the faucet in your eyes and they just pooled.

lo'ak watched this all from afar with a ach in his chest. lo'ak has been in love with you for years and even though he knew neteyam wasn't good for you, he could tell you were happy, and he wouldn't want to do anything to ruin your happiness even if it costed him his own. but seeing the way his brother had been treating you made him angry.

you better cut that girl loose.

"why are you treating her like shit, she doesn't deserve it?!" loak practically screamed at his brother one night in their families hut "if your gonna treat her like shit just break it off"

what are you, a coward?

"it's not my fault she's a cry baby and can't take criticism. im doing her a favor loak."

who are you helping?

"if you wanna do her a favor stop treating her like shit and break it the fuck off neteyam."

you got the power.

then do it yourself, king.

"what's me breaking it off gonna do for her then loak??"

and do it for her.

you better cut that girl loose.

"oh i dont know maybe!, stop making her feel like she owes you something, like she NEEDS to give you something," loak sighed in his hands shaking his head at his brother "either you treat her right or another man will."

a few days later they got the news they would be leaving the village to keep the people safe, the news shattered you whole being and in all honesty it shattered neteyam also, sure he was a dick to you the past weeks but what loak said got to him and made him have a reality check so when he told you he was leaving with tears in his eyes you just held him.

set her free

let her be

leave her be.

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#avatar #avatar way of water #avatar x reader #pandora #lo’ak #neteyam #neteyam x reader #loak fic #loak x y/n #atwow loak #loak x you #avatar loak #loak sully #loak fanfiction #loak x reader #neteyam angst #atwow neteyam #neteyam x you #neteyam x y/n

[starfxkr]

jj w a corruption kink hasn't left my mind lately .... just imagine him getting w the "good girl" of obx (a literal angel) & obviously everyone's telling her that he's no good for her, she needs to find someone better, etc etc but she just can't get where they're coming from when he fucks her so good every night ???

ohhh ima make this a drabble but im kinda into this concept…kinda wanna expand on it mayhaps…

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

everybody seemed to just constantly be in your business. left and right people were telling you they couldnt believe you let yourself get wrapped up with jj maybank of all people. you knew about his reputation, to say he ran through girls like a track meet would be an understatement, but he told you he only had eyes for you and he meant that. once he finally got his hands on you it was like nobody else wxisted. it was like nobody trusted you to think for yourself or make your own decisions. nobody trusted you except jj. anytime someone tried to steer you away from him it just drove you further into his arms, making sure to recount everything that was said to him.

you loved how he indulged your less than innocent desires— which just so happened to be what people warned you against. the first time you smoked weed was after you complained to him about your mom saying he reeked of it when he picked you up, pouting “i dont even know why she cares its not like I’m the one smoking.” that same night he dropped you back off higher than a fuckin kite. all the body mist in the world couldnt cover the pot smell.

he also wasnt allowed in your room without the door being open, which you thought was stupid and usess because that never stopped him. like now, he had a hand clasped over your mouth while he dug you out right in the line of sight of your kitchen.

“shh babydoll you gotta be quiet, unless you want your mom to see her baby girl getting slutted out right here.” he punctuates it with a particularly hard thrust, forcing a high pitch whine out of you.

frantically you shake your head, not sure if its because you dont wanna be caught or dont want him to stop.

“nah i think you do, youre fuckin drownin me babe.” the loud squelch of your pussy just confirms his teasing, a creamy ring of your arousal sits at the thick base of his dick. “if i didn’t know any better, i’d say im corrupting you. turned you into a little slut huh?”

#✨.txt #jj maybank prompt

[breeistired]

J.M with goth reader hc's

Warnings: Reader is female, suggestive content (its JJ, come on-), witchcraft, pogues macking on each other

Tropes: Sunshinexgrumpy, opposites attract, poguexpogue,

Bree rants: I really want to write this as a whole oneshot, so if you like these head-cannons, please give me some feedback on if you want more oneshots with goth reader. ALSO, read-a-thon is tomorrow, so go check it out, its pinned! I do also take requests, but if you do request something, please be patient, I have a busy life and I am a new writer. AND MOST IMPORTANTLY, I AM ADDING THIS TO ALL POSTS, AND IF I FORGOT IT @brokenwingsgalore WILL PUT IT IN THE COMMENTS. IF YOU DONT LIKE IT, DONT READ IT!!!! Thank you! I love you and make good choices kiddo.

(still dont know how to make aesthetic boarder things.)

JJ! Meeting goth reader at a beach party. Only noticing her because she stood out. The only one wearing a black dress that went to her ankles, dark hair with specs of purple in it, holding a red solo cup filled with some non-alcoholic drink. The rest wearing short dresses or bikini's.

JJ! Noticing how reader groans and rolls her eyes at the music playing.

JJ! Nudging John B, pointing at goth reader, telling him how he thinks you're cool.

JJ! Then telling Sarah to get her man to stop being a dick. Goth reader wouldn't have a clue about this.

JJ! Walking to goth reader, getting shy and nervous as she reapplies her black lipstick.

JJ! Basically recreating the scene in Scott Pilgrim Vs the world where he first meets Ramona. "So, do you like parties?" JJ says, ending his sentence with a shaky breath. Goth reader sighs and simply says a deadpanned no. JJ quickly says me too, despite loving them. Goth reader gives them an awkward smile, not knowing what to do with this golden retriever of a man beside her. JJ slowly and embarrassingly leaves.

JJ! Who comes back to the pogues telling them what happened, letting them make fun of him.

JJ! Who sees goth reader come back to him because her friend told her she needs to socialize. JJ who is ecstatic, while goth reader is awkwardly waving.

JJ! Who rapidly takes goth reader away from his friends before they can embarrass him

JJ! who talks to you and slowly you get out of your shell. Telling him how you hate parties, and hate the music, eventually telling him you liked rock music, as if it wasn't obvious.

JJ! Who tells goth reader he has to go to the bathroom. When in a reality he's forcing the DJ to play the music you like so he can dance with you.

JJ! Who comes back and acts surprised when Metallica, All American Rejects, System of down, My chemical romance, and so on plays.

JJ! Who gets you to dance and has the best night of his life with goth reader.

JJ! Who gets goth readers number at the end of the night, setting up a date with you.

JJ! Who takes goth reader to an old creepy bookstore and buys all the books she looks at with a small amount of money in his pocket. And at the end, they watch the sunset while having a picnic.

JJ! Who falls in love with goth reader after a week of dating because she's the opposite of him. He says, "Its boring when people are like me, the conversations are as bland as John B's cooking." When deep down its because she brings balance to his life.

JJ! Who makes goth reader sleepover at the chateau because he sleeps better when she's there.

JJ! Who lets goth reader do all the witchy stuff to him. Whatever makes his doll happy right?

JJ! Who lets goth reader sage his dick because "too many girls with negative energy have been on it."

JJ! Who lets goth reader put crystals and incense all over the chateau.

JJ! Who is so so so in love with goth reader and loves their differences.

JJ! Who brags to John B about goth reader, because she's into freaky things during bed. (She asked him to put healing wax on her back and he took it as sex.)

(STILL DONT KNOW HPW TO USE THOSE AESTHETIC BOARDERS)

#gothic #goth girl #goth aesthetic #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank #jj x reader #jj rocker #jj obx #jj mayback imagine #this has been in my head for so long #headcanon #opposites attract #my first fanfic #fanfic #romance #goth reader #cannon #obx fic #obx fanfiction #obx x reader #obx #rafe obx #outer banks #outer banks fanfiction #my brain hurts #john b routledge #john b obx #john b smut #john b prompt #john b x reader

[lockleysfav]

Then leave

Steven Grant x F!reader (Marc and Steven have separate bodies)

Summary: As you and Steven get into an argument because he doesn’t understand why you’re being so distant you lash out and Marc is left to help fix the aftermath

warnings; NSFW, Arguing, Steven is kind of a dick here, Heavy kissing, Slight Masturbation but no smut.

Steven came out of the shower brushing his curls back with his fingers, your head jerked up and you turned around peaking over the couch to see him pulling up his sweatpants and yanking one of Marcs shirts over his head, but you quickly looked away when you saw him move his head towards your direction and you cursed yourself if he caught you staring.

“Why wont you look at me when i look at you” he suddenly mumbled but you heard it. He knew you heard it.

You tensed for a moment and stopped chewing your chocolate “i…Steven i do” you replied knowing it was a lie just to get him to back off this this subject again. But its Steven, he wanted to know what was wrong all the time and yeah, its sweet but theres times you really need to let the subject go.

There was a moment of silence before you head his feet padding along the wooden floor towards you, you looked up as he rounded the couch,standing in front of your with a saddened look but his eyes hinted anger and you looked back down. He scoffed “See…there it is again” he says, his hand flying up as he turns around laughing “Is it me? have i done something to upset you that you just wont fucking tell me about” Your eyes widened a little, Steven never curses, but you shook your head nonetheless “No you havent done anything wrong” you sighed, fidgeting with your sleeves “Maybe im not cut out for this stuff…the bodies” you shook your head to avoid remembering such images but they all came flooding back once again making you coward into leaving the couch away from Steven.

Steven stared at you in disbelief, you really just walked away from him again after he tried to reason with you, to understand why you’re upset. so he thought he was helping. He watched you walk over to the kitchen grabbing a glass of water but he felt his body burn with anger, acting out on it he stormed over to you hitting the glass out of your hand causing it to tumble to the floor and shatter under your (luckily) covered feet. It took you by the suprise, the loud collision with the glass and the floor smacking you with a flashback of when your face was slammed into a mirror by harrows men during a fight, you backed away and covered your ears and Steven raised an eyebrow “Y/n why wont you just talk” his tone was soft but when you pulled your hands away from your ears he backed up, the look of pure rage making your eyes twitch. Suddenly, you shoved him into the cuboards “Dont ever fucking do that again, you wanna know why i dont want to talk?” you shouted while fisting Stevens shirts “I have nightmares, i wake up sweating my fucking tits off because i think im still in that horse ring watching you repeatedly get impaled and all i could do was watch, i watched how innocent bodies dropped to the floor, i watched KIDS DIE STEVEN..KIDS” you screamed at him and shoved him back into the counter letting go of his shirt and walking away, but of course you weren’t done, you stopped and turned your head slightly “If you find it so annoying that im distant, that i cant exactly look either you or marc in the eyes after watching you kill that many people then leave” your words shot through Steven and he silently gasped.

He frowned and his eyes fell soft “Y/n..i didnt mean-“ you cut him off with a scoff “No Steven i dont want to hear it, get out i need time” you spat back and he felt himself panick, walking towards you and holding onto your forearm “Love i didn’t know” he protested and you forced his hand off you looking up at him “I said leave”. Steven wanted to stay and comfort you as he didnt know the real reason but he knew he was wrong to push you to that point where you told him why. So he left.

——

It had been 4 hours since the argument and Steven had gone down to the casino telling Marc everything, Obviously Marc cut Steven the death glare and almost strangled him for even hitting a glass out of your hand just because you wouldn’t talk. But he calmed himself before telling Steven to go get something to eat and he’ll ‘fix this’.

You heard a knock at your door and you knew it was Steven. You almost didnt want to answer but when the knocking intensified, you got fed up and marched to the door practically ripping it open but your body froze when you saw that it was Marc, his arm wrapped around a box of chocolates and white roses “Hey baby” he started, walking in and placing the chocolates and roses down, you stood frozen at the door and youre not sure why, you knew Steven had definitely told Marc what happened and you were confused as to why Marc wasnt saying anything about it, instead he stalked over to you “Im so sorry for not realising you were hurting like that honey” he leaned down kissing at your neck and gently restricting your hands, pushing them above your head and against the door “I shouldve known and i didnt..i never thought of the consequences” he trailed off but you were too distracted as his free hand trailed down, immediately digging into your panties along with his middle finger finding your clit and rubbing soft circles against it causing you to whimper next to his ear. He grunted at the noise and slid his finger over your hole in an attempt to feel how wet you were, and he groaned in satisfaction when he pulled his fingers out, looking down at them covered in your slick. “Marc” you moaned out and he hushed you “shh baby..everything is gonna be okay” he smiled at you and brought his fingers to his mouth sucking everything off and your knees almost buckled at the sight.

After a moment of staring into each others eyes he slowly let go of you pulling you into and hug “I didnt know it would effect you like this baby..fuck i’d do anything to take it all back and simply kiss you as Jake did his work. Im so sorry” he dropped his head on your shoulder and you traced your finger around his back and he gently scratched at your shoulders “Im here, nothing will hurt you anymore okay? nothing” you nodded against him, breathing in sharply “I dont want any of those bodies to be you…or Stevens or Jakes” your voice became shaky and Marc quickly picked you up bridal style walking you over to the bed and placing you down, covering you in his blanket “I promise you, you will never see any of us like that” You smiled weakly at him and he was about to say something until your tugged on his shirt, pulling him down to kiss you hungrily. He crawled on top of you and you spread your legs so he could place himself between them, grinding against your clit causing you to moan into his mouth and grip on his curls “Steven is here” he whispered but it didn’t register until you heard someone clearing their throat. You shot up with your legs still latched around Marc waist meeting eyes with Steven, your body softened and you smiled at him “c’mere” you murmured and Steven obliged, kicking off his shows and crawling beside you.

Marc began to pull away, assuming you wouldnt want to have sex in front of Steven but you latched your legs around him tighter, pulling him in causing his dick to rub against your clit again and he buckled with a loud moan “fuck honey” he leaned down and kissed at your shoulder, but what made him smirk was when your hand wrapped around Stevens wrist pulling him in for a sloppy kiss. You moaned into Stevens mouth and he whimpered back into yours at the sight of you grinding up onto Marc.

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#marc spector fluff #marc spector smut #marc spector x you #marc spector x reader #marc spector #steven grant #steven grant x you #steven grant x y/n #steven grant x reader #steven fluff #steven grant smut #jake lockely smut #jake lockley fanfiction #jake lockely x reader #jake lockley x oc #moonknight #fluff #smut

[hyunchoui]

Normal Party

@hyunchoui

pairing: yeonjun x f!reader warning(s): Blowjob, Hard fucking (ig) The use of words like "Slut" and "Whore". Also this is my first time writing so please beware. summary: y/n invited yeonjun to a party. Who knew it would have an interesting turn. note: I'm not really good at writing so please do not expect much. •══════════════════════════════════════════• My cousin had invited me to a party him, and his wife hosted for the whole family. The party invitation said you were allowed to bring a plus one (or whatever that shit is). I decided to bring my best friend Yeonjun, and told him all about it. Yeonjun had chosen a white shit with matching pants,Also to top it off he wore a black and white striped coat. It looked so good on him. I stared at him in shock, He looked so hot.I chose to go with something I had in my closet. It was a white dress with puffy sleeves. We started making our way to the party, and bought gifts for my family. Yeonjun was driving because well.. he's the man. And plus I don't know how to drive. As we were driving, he would place his hand on my thigh. I figured it wasn’t anything much as he always flirts with me as a joke. Once we arrived at the party, We both made our way inside. My whole family was there and welcomed him. As hours go on, I noticed that Yeonjun was bored, as he didn’t know anyone except me. I brought some shots from the bar to lighten up the mood. It took a few minutes to realize Yeonjun was drunk and so was I. I then went to the washroom as Yeonjun followed me in. He stared at me for a few seconds, then pushed me into the stall. He began to kiss me and touch my body while pulling my hair. I always anticipated this, So I decided to act along with him. He grabbed my face with his hands and kissed me forcefully while touching my boobs, and began to pull down my top. He placed me on top of the bathroom counter and took off my bra. “I-I love you yeonjun” I suddenly blurted out. There was no reply from him, Instead he let out a slight smile. He started to suck my nipple and play with them. Ahh~ It felt so good. "What a little slut you are for me." I heard him mumble. Suddenly he stopped. I heard a zipper unzip then looked at him in confusion, He stared down at me. "You can't be the only one that gets to feel pleasure, can you?" He suddenly said. "If you want to feel pleasure from me then get on your knees and suck me first." I slowly nodded and got on my knees. I slowly bobbed my head in and out as he used his hand to grab a handful of my hair and guide me.

His groans and moans were the only things that filled my ears as I sucked faster, As I did it more and more faster he got to a climax. The cum filled my mouth. He quickly and roughly pushed me on the counter and then said "Can I?" I slowly nodded and he inserted his dick into me as I let out a loud moan. He quickly used his hand to cover my mouth and quietly whispered into my ear "You dont want anyone to hear us do you?, my little whore." He smirked. I felt as if it wasnt enough so I quietly said "Harder, please." He then began to thrust harder and faster in me as I felt tears form in my eyes from the mix of intense pain and pleasure. As he was thrusting I hugged his back for support and began to spread love bites on his neck as he did the same to me. We were both close to climax so I said "I'm close!" And he responed with a nod he suddenly started to trust even faster that we both reached climax. I couldn't hold it in anymore then I let out a loud moan "Ahh~" It was all okay because we were in the farther bathroom that no one went in mostly because there was a closer one but I think my moan attracted people as maybe a minute after I saw all my family members stare at me in shock. "Shit" I mumbled as I closed my eyes out of embarrassment. Instead of being embarrassed, Yeonjun pulled his dick out of me and cum spilled out of my pussy. I guess it was because they did not know him. Feeling embarrased I just decided to tell them to get out and out of shock they left feeling dumbfounded. "It was a nice party after all..." I heard Yeonjun say as he just kissed my lips and stared at me.

HELPPP I know this is bad uwu

#txt smut #txt #yeonjun smut #txt yeonjun #yeonjun #smut

[no-psi-nan]

20) part of canon you found tedious or boring

The crossover parts in the light novels... thog dont caare (minor bit of canon but I literally paid cash money to get it translated so... -_-U)

Also that one episode in the second season / later volumes that was basically a repeat. The one with Saiki being invisible while Teruhashi tries to find him. We've already scene this exact same sitch play out, there's no development to either their characters or relationship, everyone knows their deal at this point so it's not even funny.... The anime should've replaced this one with the YouTube episode SMH, 10000% more value.

21) part of canon you think is overhyped

Not necessarily overhyped but I personally would have never picked the domestic abuse chapters to be the first ones in the series hsfjdlshfks. Yeah it's funny but like. It's still domestic abuse. Let's save the terrible home life for when the audience is more invested yeah? Though I guess people also don't notice the domestic abuse as much since it's front-loaded maybe?? I would like to see some research on this sort of thing tbh!!

22) your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores

All of the Aiura moments... She's always so so funny and sweet, and the way she and Saiki interact is wonderful, she's the person he's the most real around (Toritsuka doesn't count because he mostly gets Saiki's bad side for good reasons hsfjdlshfks).

When they work so well together at saving Yumehara's life despite being strangers... When Aiura shows so much kindness to Mera and is so determined to help her that Saiki ends up helping her even though he was originally against it... When Saiki saves Aiura from the gang and she still trusts him completely even though they'd fought and Saiki just did something violent, which most other people would consider monstrous... Her willingness to help out Saiki anytime, no questions asked, just because she cares about him... Their hilarious & effective co-performances against Imu and Yumehara (as Kaido)... When Aiura realizes "lucky feel" moments / her usual methods of seduction won't work and switches to just finding out when Saiki's free and hanging together eating dessert + talking... When Saiki clearly enjoys those dates so much that he immediately agrees to another in his tsundere way when she asks him... When Saiki chases her around for coffee jelly, so brain-empty and silly (see: my blog header)... Her faith that Saiki will fix things even when he has a death mark on him too... When Saiki trusts her with the fate of the world... When Saiki's clones carry her so closely when they could literally just levitate her completely physically apart and she never tries to cop a feel or get fresh... When she asks Saiki if he wants a kiss and respects his "no" but just has to share the physical comfort they both need in that moment...

And yet everyone always mischaracterizes her and cheapens her relationship with Saiki, especially when favoring another ship for him.

Or they think that she would be soooooo emo about it if Saiki rejected her. Hello?? She literally told him to fuck off because he tried to stop her from helping people, and did NOT look back or change her mind. Just because she's into bdsm doesn't mean she's going to compromise her morals for a dude, even if he's her soulmate. And she's clearly had no trouble pulling dudes before, so it's not like she'll be pining after him for long if he's being a dick.

On the other hand, she knows he's tsundere as fuck and that she'd have to play the long game with him, and she's clearly fine with it. She has confidence in her powers and has already seen how well they work & play together, so it's just a matter of time.

Anyways I get so so heated when people don't do my girl justice, as I'm sure you can tell hsfjdlshfks

Thanks for the ask @hillbilly---man 💜💜💜💜💜

#notes to nopsi #aiura mikoto

[thatwasntverycashmoneyofme]

𝗌𝗁𝗁𝗁𝗁

❥𝗌𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗍 : 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗎𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗁𝖺’𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 (𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍)

{ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 — 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄 (𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾/𝖽𝖾𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇), 𝗋𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗌𝖾𝗑, 𝖽𝗈𝗆!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗉𝗏 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. }

"damn could you shut the fuck up; if one my brothers find out, that's your ass~" you breathily gasp as hands gripped you by the waist.

  "ahh f-fuck i can't help it y-you're grinding so good on me" he let out loud moan once again. your brothers are football champs in college so they know a lot of people and get invited to a lot of parties also throwing some which led up to this current situation-

the madara uchiha, star center player, under you— face flushed and hands gripping onto the soft of your brown skin, whimpering for you to give him the raw friction he craved, while in a bathroom of a college party specifically your brothers'

you placed a hand over his mouth and stopped your grinding causing him to let out an exasperated groan. "who would've thought- that one of the big bad star players of the konoha state football team be under lil chubby ol' me hmm~"

you continued to taunt him "especially an uchiha, ooh what would they think if they saw you getting bitched right now? what gossip would go around on campus?" you hummed, other hand lightly pulling at his long hair

he removed your hand from his mouth pressing a kiss on the palm "w-who the fuck cares and i'll be quiet so... ride me now please~" you sucked in a breath and smiled at him sadistically as he shivered

  "fine babyboy—" you kissed his neck nipping it "I bet not hear a peep" slightly rising off of him, he unbuckled his pants letting them drop at his ankles, droopy lust filled eyes watching as you pulled your dress up revealing your naked figure

his eyes rolled back as he sunk his bottom lip into his teeth "fuck you're trying to kill me (y/n), why don't you have on any panties" you shrugged "didn't look right with the dress"

  you pumped his dick spreading the pre, aligning him with yourself sinking down on top. he whimpered out a string of curses as he gripped, once again, at your hips and rested his head in between your face and neck

  "fuck I'm trying so hard not to moan as loud as I can but damn you're squeezing me in so tight" He mumbles into your neck bottoming out his fat tip hitting your spot making you clench "ahhh~ shit d-dont do that" his dick throbbed inside of you as you licked your lips

  "lean back baby I'll make you feel real good,  just remember what I told you" your palm pressing against his chest pushing him back, he nodded his head speaking "...to be quiet?" "good boy" you smirked

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it's a good thing that the music of the party was louder than the wet slapping sounds of your pussy as it was being dragged up and down madaras dick who was barely keeping himself together

  "fuck baby you hear how wet that pussy is uggh~"  "s-shit yea baby"

  "shit you made my pussy so wet look at me creaming" "fuck yea baby creaming my dick —holding me tight"

"fuucck, this your pussy ain't it? tell me baby" "yes mama it's my pussy, all mine~, fuck it's all mine, you're about to milk me dry"

you bounced on him grabbing his face, making him look in your eyes "fuck M you look so pretty like this baby I could ride you forever" you bit your lip as he pulsed inside of you he was getting very close and so were you

  "fuck (y/n) imma cum, fu-fuck~ ima cum, can I cum?" he begged you, yelping. you rode him faster, clit brush against his pelvis causing you to get closer to your high

  "fucking—dammit I need it, I need to cum~...lemme cum" he drooled a bit as you gave him the go-ahead, thrusting up into your plush pussy, riding out his nut mumbling thanks, stopping as he let out soft moans

but, grinding onto him fast, he moaned out hugging your waist tightly "fuck I'm sensitive baby~ I'm so f-fucking sensitive~" you continued rutting against him "shit babyboy i'm almost there, you're doing so good for me baby, it's my turn now okay?"

he shuddered as you clamp down into his semi erect dick  making him let out one last stream of cum "you did so good baby now let's clean up" he nods sleepily at you as you kissed his forehead

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you're sat on the couch in your brothers living room nursing a cold bottle of water, watching the party around you. legs tingling like tv static with a dreamy smile on your face, you couldn't care because you had no intentions of getting up

  "what's got you all giddy?" your older brother sat down next to you slumping into the couch "nothing tobi. how was your night?" "a fucking nightmare, your brother knows too many damn people and especially the ones I hate" he sulked which caused you to giggle

  "well you just never give people a chance, you'll like them once you get to know them" your other older brother hunched over the couch in between you two "tch as if" tobi said sucking his teeth

  "how are you liking the party tonight little sister?? made any new friends?? are you having fun??" he asked questions back to back making you laugh "yes the party is fine Hashi, i've made quite a few friends, and i'm having a bunch of fun"

"that's good (y/n), at least one of my little siblings is having a good time" he smiled as tobi rolled his eyes tsking out a soft 'whatever'

  "I know you haven't met all of our team members yet so let me introduce you" hashirama cheesed flagging over three boys "here's Yamato, Madara and Shika who sits the bench as a water boy. dudes this is my little sister"

you waved at them saying it was nice to meet them as you studied madaras stiff body your eyes glinted at the realization you both came to

  'I didn't know that tobirama and hashirama were her brothers'

'he didn't know that tobi and hashi were my brothers, i'm soo gonna have fun with this' you thought calling out to him as he was about to walk away

"hey pretty boy" you grinned as he points to himself, causing you to nod. "what's that on your neck?" you giggled as he paled, your brothers looking a madaras neck "wow it looks like you got laid" your oldest brother slammed his hands down on his teammates shoulder "who was the lucky lady?"

  "yea it looks like it was good, who is she?" a hint of mischief fell from your voice as you looked him up and down before staring into his eyes "i-i ran into a wall... yea a wall, that just apparently popped out of nowhere... umm I gotta go" he rushed away from the scene hearing your brother yell about 'seeing him on the field tomorrow'

you laughed as hashirama pointed his thumb in the direction the boy ran "what's wrong with him?" he questioned as you just shrugged mumbling something along the lines of 'he's your teammate' as you laughed to yourself

....oh yea you were gonna have a lot of fun.

𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖣𝖮𝖭𝖳 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾. ©𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅

#city.writes #black yn #x black reader #black reader #black writers #x black fem reader #madara smut #madara fanfiction #naruto headcanons #naruto smut #madara x black!reader

[xaphrin]

so... any update for what lives in shadow anytime soon?

I mean... i dont want to be rude but truth to be told me and my dog are waiting for new chapter like...? two years?

forgive my curiosity

I'm going to be real with you:

No fuckin clue.

Over the last two years, my life has been a constant bed of nonsense. My brain is straight fried. Really. And, I want to finish it, but I've lost my way with that fic. I keep coming back to it with the intention of powering through the last few chapters, but it's a struggle. And I hate that it's a struggle. I don't want to have it go unfinished. So... My hope is someday, but whether that's tomorrow or in another year... Uncertain.

Anyway, this is what I have so far:

Damian could feel Raven stirring from her safe vantage point a block away. She was a volatile mixture of anxious, angry, and exhausted. Her dreams had been getting progressively worse throughout the week, and Blood visited her more and more. Raven was beginning to believe that he suspected she was on earth, but he was playing the long game, letting other parts of his plan come to pass before making a move on her. 

It was disconcerting. It meant that Blood had a plan, and he was in the processes of bringing it to fruition. They were on the cusp of ending all of this, of stopping it before it became too much, before Raven’s world was brought to its knees. 

“I’ve counted thirty people entering so far. That’s the highest count I’ve seen.” Dick’s voice hummed in his ear. “Something big is going down.”

“Considering there’s an effigy of Raven splayed out on an altar, I would say you’re damned right, Detective Fine Ass.” Constantine’s voice held a sharp bite. 

Dick cursed. 

Damian rolled his eyes to the ceiling. “Will you two shut up and knock it off.” 

“I have seen this spell before. Blood is trying to pull Raven’s soul into the effigy, forcing her body to come to this plane.”

Damian swallowed. “It won’t work if she’s already here, will it?”

“Well, Baby Bat. I don’t know. It could fizzle out, and Blood will actually know if Raven is on this earth. Or it could pull her soul from her current location. It’s a bit of a toss up really.” 

“You sound so sure.”

“This is Trigon and Blood we are talking about. There are any number of things that can go horrifically wrong. Nothing is sure.”

Damian didn’t want to think about Blood realizing that Raven was here, but there were no other choices. The thirty people in the room were enthralled, gazing up at Blood as he stood over the altar with Raven’s effigy. His stomach twisted and he clenched his jaw. 

“If something goes horrifically wrong, I’m still here. Or did you forget?” Raven’s voice was a low rumble. “Just because you won’t let me follow you in there, doesn’t mean you can’t use me.”

Something protective rose up in him. This was Raven they were talking about. Smart, capable, strong… but he still wanted to protect her. He wanted to take her far away and keep her out of harm’s way. She was important to him. More than important, she had somehow become part of his being. 

“Just stay alert. The point is for him to not know that you’re here, Raven.” Cass’s voice was a soft hum. She was patrolling the rooftops, “If we feel like we need you, we’ll call.”

Damian knew it irritated her that his entire family was trying to protect her, but he also knew that they had been training for years for this. Raven, while skilled beyond his own measure, wasn’t as used to this as he was. He’d been doing this for decades, and he was prepared far more than she knew. 

He leaned forward and and frowned, watching the scene below him.

#damirae

[soudakuwunmoment]

expressing my take on dream is how i finally get cancelled but tbh im ready.

so i just watched the moistcritical video on whatever bullshit happened on twitter regarding him.

i wanna establish that im not exactly a dream fan. i dont watch videos of his or really anyone from that part of youtube. i dont think hes that great of a person necessarily.

also, i want to establish that i am an idiot 18yo boy. ight? im not some kind of expert on this shit. its literally just my take. its an opinion. and im putting it on the internet. as people tend to do.

okay. recap. dream allegedly sent snapchat videos of him moaning to a minor. there is zero proof that the video was from him, and zero proof that it was sent to a minor. then the fight between dream and gumballva. oh my god. guys. god i cant even with this bit. alright alright ill get to it

im gonna completely fuckin disregard the snapchat thing. theres absolutely no proof. innocent until proven guilty, as it goes.

about the fight between dream and gbva. holy shit stop taking sides. both of these men are immature man babies whos fame got to their head. "it was a physical fight!!!!!!" believe it or not, drunk slapfights happen sometimes. just because the fight was between two famous guys doesnt make it any more important or significant.

gbva was referring to himself as Michelangelo. he was saying how dream is "miniscule compared to him" like the worlds most pathetic dick measuring competition. he mentioned his "intellectual stature" guys. my friend told me about how the gumball va TOTALLY BURNED DREAM and DESTROYED HIM so i had high expectations. but no. the guys just stroking his own ego and shittalking some other guy, and people are hype about it because the other guy is dream and OOOOOOO DREAM BAD GUYS.... and because gumball is pretty well loved as a show. he called dream a slur. like on one hand, it is INSANE to me that a famous guy called someone a slur and twitter cheered. on the other hand its actually not that big a deal. yes, slurs and homophobia are a big deal. but let me reiterate that this is literally just two drunk dudes trying to roast each other and failing miserably. a slur isnt going to end the world. like it isnt cool that he said it, he shouldnt have said it, but honestly what the fuck ever. people are being killed in mass rn and this is what we're arguing about and im part of the problem so WAHOO.

and then theres the fact that dream recorded it. guys its not that fucking weird. im sorry to burst your bubble but recording arguments or recording when someone is aggressive towards you isnt abnormal. was it a little bit dramatic and incredibly childish to post it on twitter? yeah!!! duh!!! this is dream we're talking about. dramatic. childish. but the thing is, and hear me out, hes allowed to do that. insane as it may be, humans are allowed to be dramatic and childish. humans are allowed to brag about their "intellectual stature" in a cab after a night out. humans are allowed to be flawed. no, i dont think he was recording it due to feeling unsafe. i do in fact believe he was recording it to start drama. i believe whole heartedly that dream recorded the argument hoping his teenaged fanbase would run to his rescue. and you know what? who gives a shit!! are you actually surprised? are you REALLY? because dream very obviously has something wrong in his head. im not saying that the shit he does is okay because of it. but i want everyone reading this right now to imagine how you would realistically cope if you suddenly became famous during the fucking plague at the ripe ass age of 21 in the span of a month and then spent the next 3 years being either worshipped by children in mass or brutally harassed by literally the entire world. because believe it or not, 21 year olds are immature and are not normally equipped to deal with a situation like that. its entirely possible that dream already had issues, and its also entirely possible that he FORMED issues in the past 3 years due to the intense stress of his situation. dream is fucked up. dream has issues.

but listen to me. as far as we know, dream is not a pedophile or a murderer or a racist or a homophobe or any of that shit. sure, hes awful at babysitting each and every one of his bajillion preteen fans, but thats kinda not his fucking responsibility??? if a kid is going around doing awful shit in the name of some guy, blame the kids parents. its their job to teach their kid how to act online and around other people. and sure, dream is very very likely a narcissist and seems to be incapable of criticism and needs attention constantly or else he keels over like a scared gerbil and dies. hes kind of a shitty fuckin guy!! BUT GUESS. WHAT. so is like 70% of the population!!!! most of us are fucking awful!!

i know i cant change shit, i know id get bodied by even a single dream anti. i just wish people would stop giving him attention, leave him the fuck alone, and let him get therapy or spend a year in the woods or smoke some fucking weed idk.

seeing the reaction people have to literally just some schmuck makes me TERRIFIED of putting myself out there. can we all just accept that everyone is flawed and sometimes good people have shitty takes or do shitty things. if you had the same exposure to the world that dream did, how quickly would YOU get cancelled? im just. im fucking begging you to look at this guy (and other equally underwhelming schmucks) with a critical mind and context to why you may see them the way you do.

im not tagging this shit i dont hate myself that much. i dont mind if no one reads this i just wanna rant. just leave the guy be.

[redhoodinternaldialectical]

Thank you so much for the Jason review rec list! It motivates me to start reading his comics, tbh. It helps tremendously that you put so many details of his characterization in it, because it prepares me of the way hes written in it! :D I do have a question, which is: in your opinion, which of runs have the most consistent writing/characterization? Ive heard that hes written.. very inconsistently bcs they dont know how to write him (wont let him be an anti-hero or challenge batman, which also brings me to another question on what counts as his true characterization; is it him before the n52 reboot?) Thank you!

I'm really glad to hear that! I hope you have lots of fun exploring Jason comics :D

Wow are both of those questions very difficult to answer! But I shall do my best to under the cut!

Most runs are very internally consistent with regards to his characterization. Jason will stay mostly the same throughout the run, or have an actual character arc that keeps him feeling like the same character throughout.

Batman and Robin (2009) is a notable because Jason is written by two different authors in it, and Grant Morrison's Jason and Judd Winick's Jason have very different vibes.

What people usually mean when they say he's written inconsistently is that every author has a different take on what Jason should be like, and they all have a different idea about what kind of story they want to tell using him.

Judd Winick read Hush and thought something along the lines of "Wow this story would have been so much better if Jason had actually been the one behind everything that happened here!" and so he wrote Under the Red Hood, and made Jason into Evil Batman: someone with all of Batman's methods and techniques, yet without the commitment not to kill and with a serious thirst for vengeance.

Grant Morrison wanted a much more traditional Batman villain. Villains who blame Bruce for all their problems despite Bruce not actually being at fault and then killing people about it are pretty common. Morrison took that idea and used Jason to fit this mold in a new era where Bruce was gone and Dick Grayson took up the Batman mantle.

Scott Lobdell wanted a story about redemption and healing and family. So Jason gets repeatedly paired with other people to care for or to love and shown parallels in his own life that force him to confront his own unwillingness to forgive and become a much, much gentler person.

The authors of The Man Who Stopped Laughing were faced with the challenge of finding a suitable antagonist for the Joker. Jason is a character with enough of a violent streak to actually be menacing to the embodiment of all evil that is the Joker. But that requires bringing out that murderous streak, and thereby countering Lobdell's characterization.

Which of these is the true characterization?

None of them.

All of them.

One True Characterization can't exist in comics. Especially not DC comics which has a policy of almost routinely destroying their entire multiverse and building it back up from scratch.

Every character's personality is an aggregate of all the different stories that have been told about them. Those stories are told by dozens of different people, in a constantly shifting setting, full of characters who are also written by dozens of different people. What is and isn't canon changes constantly. All you can do is read a bunch of comics and get the general vibe of a character from that.

Jason's characterizations in particular have been so widely different that it's hard to figure out what exactly you should count as being true to him.

The reason many people may point to pre-new52 comics as 'true' characterization is that an important part of characterizing is keeping in mind the events the character has gone through and how those might impact their thinking and worldview. During the time span of around 1980-2009 DC comics were written such that it was pretty easy to make a timeline of events for any given character. Post-new52 I and many others find it nearly impossible to tell what history any of the characters have.

In between 2009 and now there have been at least two or three reboots. So, for any comic passed 2009 here is a list of questions about Jason that I can't answer:

Has Jason ever been to prison?

Did Jason fight Tim in Titan's Tower?

Was the Red Robin identity originally held by Jason?

Did Jason ever attempt to be Batman?

Has Jason actually stabbed Tim before?

Did Jason ever shoot Damian and Dick?

Does Jason remember the time he spent multiverse hopping with Donna Troy and Kyle Raynor?

Did he ever have tentacles?

Does he know that Dick has killed people? For that matter: Has Dick killed anyone?? Did Blockbuster ever exist??? Is that time he killed the Joker counted as canon still????

Did Jason ever kidnap Mia Dearden?

How many people has Jason killed? I can't even tell you if he's killed less or more than 100

Did the All-Caste thing happen?? Did Lost Days happen???

Was he involved in Hush?

These are really important questions! The list does not stop there either!

This uncertainty does not invalidate the newer comics, but the nature of the reboots does mean that the already difficult task of getting a 'true Jason' is impossible. You have to take every reboot as a reboot, meaning that new-52 Jason and Rebirth Jason and 2005-2009 Jason are literally alternate universe versions of each other. This is both true on a meta level, and has been written into the canon of the fictional world he lives in. Arguing that one is more real than the other is futile.

(Though it does mean that if you want a stable timeline, starting with 2005-2009 era comics is a good idea. It's easier to follow along with what is supposed to have happened and when. It also contains the majority of the events that fandom likes to play off of.)

The versions I like best reside mostly in the 2005-2009 era, and that's true for most of the other Jason fans that I follow on Tumblr, but I know of a few blogs who much prefer Rebirth Jason and neither of us can definitively prove that one Jason or the other is more valid or canon or true or whatever.

Most arguments about which Jason is the true Jason will just come down to personal preference anyways. Many, many people could write essays, pulling up sources and comic panels, to argue very effectively that I'm wrong about Brothers In Blood and Batman and Robin (2009) #1-#6 being in character for him. That's okay. It's cool even! The fact that he is messy and complicated and can be interpreted so many different ways is great! As you read, you'll find out which versions appeal to you best and they might be very different than mine!

My biggest advice is to read each author's rendition of Jason with an open mind, and an open heart, and just see if you like it!

Don't worry about searching out the real Jason. Just vibe with the stories that have been made about him and think about how each appeals or doesn't appeal to you. If you start reading, you'll develop an understanding of him. Your personal interactions with the art/stories will always be more valuable than figuring out the fan or authorial consensus about him.

#jason todd #damian's tomfoolery #Hope this answers things satisfactorily anon! #And thank you for the ask :3 I like rambling about blorbo and comics!

[himbos-hotline]

What do you think needs improvement in wwe and aew

OKAY so prefancing this by the fact I have not watch WWE in over a year and the only things I know about WWE now is what im getting from tumblr

both companies need to stop relying on the old stars/ old wrestlers needing either a money hit or a cash hit or like another grasp at talent. as much as I LOVE daddy ass and re-living my childhood in wrestling but like I get sooo tired of seeing people relive the glory days when they shouldnt *cough* ric flair *cough*. like theres sooo many talented younger wrestlers that arent getting shown on TV/ in the companies because older wrestlers get quick pops because of the nostalgia run. I see goldberg one more time I will actually explode.

Aew needs to book more womens matches and treat them at the same like bundle and preface as men! Like give us a womans blood and guts!! and more womens matches in genearal where its more of a rough and tumble vibe with blood. My favourite womens match is the thunder rosa brit baker cage match!! Also give me more nyla like I love nyla rose sooo much and shes so talented and cool and I wanna see her wrestle more

also things that feel like "small" tag teams, like the best friends, arent being like shown how talent they are. I know that sentence doesnt make sense. But re-watching aew during the pandemic era- where you had the trent vs kenny match it was so good and it really showwed just how cool and talented trent is in the ring and I think both him and chuck should be allowed to wrestle more and actually wrestle like do moves and win matches, theyre not just to push other talent or let newer tag teams win, its kinda depressing when taented wrestlers arent used in the way they deserve too

another thing and this is just for me, maybe this is just for me. Like long term storytelling suddenly either being shifted/stopped. Like do you remember when mox was facing [I think its either max or jericho] and someone like attacked him backstage and we NEVER EVER got told/figured out who attacked him and its kinda just been forgotten? ALSO as much as I love the elite and the hangkenny storyline and hangman rejoining the elite. He caused so much issues and trouble with everything and he hurt them, like matt said that bte episode "it hurt my heart" and theyve all like, just kinda accpeted him back. No like deep apology or "you have to prove yourself" or whatever. Its like they forgot the entire three year story they told. Also kenny finding out about the fucking nod- it could have been done so much deeper and sadder and emotional, the bucks have been there with kenny since his breakdown/breakup with kota and theyve always had his back until the one moment he needed them and they sided with hangman. But instead of all of that we got "k its cool" and I dont know if its gonna like come back up after all the kenny dealing with callis emotions is gone. Cuz thats gotta like fuck someone up mentally, suddenly loosing that abusive manipultive hold on you suddenly disappearing.

and FANS!! like, I love wrestling fans but also god I hate them so much. Guys, Guys I am begging y'all to stop showing wrestlers fanfics/ship-fanart and everything else. its not like made FOR them its made FOR other fans. I wouldnt want to be exposed to being shipped with my friends by people online. Like....ugh. ALSO like a small thing that pisses me off is fans thinking we can like, touch them in sexual ways. this is mostly cis-het men touching cis women wrestlers on their asses and tits. Like you wouldnt like if someone fondled your dick without asking. Concent is important and its not just for ike, fucking. its for every single thing in life. Yall can cuddle the wrestlers if they say you can but god if youre making people uncomfortable and gross its fucking bullshit and youre a sucky human being.

#this is mostly just a vent im sorry #mouse has pals #anon notes

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[cas-coding]

my mom is being a dick so im making it all your guys problem because i dont have therapy until thursday

im going to put my vent below the cut because it will probably get triggering, but id appreciate if you guys would let me know any official terms for what my mom is doing to me/if there are any online resources to help

so my mom got home from work today and she was really pissed at everyone and everything. she yelled at me to take out the trash (which i usually do on tuesdays, but much closer to 5pm than the 3pm that it was at that moment) and i said sure let me finish this snack and if i have time before i have to pick up my brother, ill do it then. if not ill do it after.

she said okay and went back to her little candy crush game. two minutes later she tells me i need to pick up my brother. i say yeah i know. ill leave to pick him up at 4pm (which is roughtly 45 min away atp) and she sighs and says fine.

im like okay im not taking this bait. so i finish my snack and i do the garbage. then i pick up my brother and he's a dick to me too. leaves his metal waterbottle on the floor of my car where it will bang around and distract me from driving (i have drivers ocd and a lot of driving anxiety, so ive told him multiple times not to do this and hes usually good with it) and then my brother is all dramatic about getting out of the car and his knee hurting (he is 15) and i say the house isnt that far but im sorry it hurts and he calls me a bitch. what was i supposed to say

but anyway back to my mom. i havent told her my daily stories yet (and i know im fortunate to have parents that care about my day to day) so i tell her this story relating to my friend. i say hey he's been doing this recently and it's annoying and i wish he would stop. i talked to him about it a couple times and he wont stop.

my mom looks me dead in the eye and asks me why im so dramatic about everything. why does it bother you so much. its your fault. get over it. stuff like that. and she says it in this perfectly nice loving mothering voice. im sorry, what?

i said that ive asked him to stop and we've had conversations and he wont. i said its not my fault im trying, please don't say that to me. and my mom just keeps going on, saying oh youre overreacting, just get over it, why are you so pissy with all of your friends.

so im like emotionally exhausted and i blurt out that i have trauma from past friends. my second grade best friend moved away and then ignored my phone calls. my fourth grade best friend moved across the country and never responded to my (five!!!) letters. i told my seventh grade best friend that i thought i might not be a girl (surprise, im a trans man) and she called me the t-slur (i know i can say it, but i really dont like it because of this experience). i told my mom that that friend then went on to tell all of my high school friends (who only knew my chosen name) my birth name and then those friends struggled to use my chosen name ever again because 'oh your birth name fits you so much better!'

and you know what my mom said? she started lecturing me. how i cant let people hurt me. how its my fault i get mad at people. how im the reason no one wants to be my friend. how im damaged goods because of all the shit i wont get over. etc.

and i dont care if my mom makes me food. i dont care if she gives me a house to live in. that's bare minimum and i am not required to love her for that.

and she's never once proved to me that she deserves my love, so in ten years when shes wondering why i never call, this is only one reason why. she does this in so many ways and so many scenarios that i dont know how anyone tolerates her.

as soon as i can financially leave her, i will, and i will never look back.

#tw vent #vent #mommy issues #i hate my mom

[midnightmisadventures]

Pt 2 Liam Dream

Here's what I got...

We um, we were in our dream settings as usual. Fancy cruise dinner but not necessarily on a cruise, state college, huge manison, is it christmas? and most importantly.

The biggest up and comer. That park/camping/venue/camp that sometimes day is performing at outdoor festival style or there is a very cheap and country carnival. Looong "road"or driveway going to the park.

Theres also the dream town? And we were at one of those restaurants in one of those plazas if that makes sense.

And we were talking about various things while getting ready to go somewhere together.

There were other relevant guys what we knew or who were interested in me in the dream?? And I started talking about them casually not in a way where im praising them or calling them attractive. But in my head i felt myself talking too much. Like i had a feeling bringing them up would make Liam upset, but it was like I couldnt stop myself or like word vomit.

So then he tensed up or whatever and asked "who's more attrative "insert guy we know" or a famous basketball player" "Compare him to a famous basketball player you think is hot"

and as he was going i was like "no no no, im not doing that" and he was like "cmon, just do it" as if it was all good fun and not something he was upset about. I was like Liam no, im not gonna talk to you about guys and tell you whos hotter thats crazy, why would i do that." And something along the lines of....i love YOU and thats all that matters. But also not that bc i couldnt define our relationship exactly

He kept pushing, and i said i dont even know any basketball players by name except the famous ones. I only know the people my dad talks about anyway. And because he wouldnt let go, i even tried to name ACTIVE basketball players at the top of my head and i was struggling just to prove it to him, but i was hoping he believed me.

We then started talking about going to events, and like upscale things, not the grammys or something so big but potentially an award show. And he made a comment along the lines of "you get a girl who lives/works in new york and she'll start talking about stuff like this" Like oh so fancy, uhuh this checks out since you work at a fancy job in the city now and you do fancy things.

Lmaooo. I was just like what?? But we moved past it.

This comes off like he was being an insecure dick. But he wasnt.... lol. Insecure? okay yea probably but he wasnt being a dick it was very playful vibes but only significant cause i could see through it and tell this things were bothering him a little.

But it never felt like at my expense. He was always just trying to measure himself to feel good enough for what i was experiencing and who i was around.

Then.... time goes on. Its just us we're talking the same. And I tell a story about how one time i didnt pay a parking meter? And didnt get a ticket but i parked illegally. Idk a super harmless RANDOM story.

And after I told it he got quiet. And weird. Emphasis though on not mean. He was sweet and gentle the whole time. But his deameanor changed. And i tried to keep talking but now he was SO down. So I was wondering if I should bring it up, should I wait till we leave and say something in the car....

But i just said "im sorry, is it something I said? What's wrong"

And he looked up from tying his shoes and was like....."uh its just that (lets say "not paying the parking meter?") is really dangerous and I wouldnt want anything to happen to you. One time something happened with me and my dad and it was really bad"

And i felt horrible I was like "oh im so sorry Liam, I would have never brought it up, if I knew you had trauma attached to it" and he quietly was just like "its okay" And i was about to go over to him and hug him or rub his back but I asked "do you wanna talk about it"

And he just shook his head. So i was like...okay, he wasnt mad at me. He was just in a bad mood becaus of whatever bad memory.

But i....to fill the silence i guess kept saying sorry. Even though i didnt need to apologize anymore lol, I didnt know it would trigger him. And i asked him if he wanted to talk about, AND i said i wouldnt park illegally again. (Even though whatever my random story was about wasnt that bad)

My point was i did everything i could so i need to learn not to put it on myself to make him feel better. He's allowed to be sad. People can be in bad moods. Its not my fault!!

Which maybe explains why, then i said "Im sorry if now im talking too much, or saying the wrong thing i-, just sometimes don't know when to stop or if im doing to much"

And he said something in a cheeky way like "yea....you coulda stopped already. You don't have to keep talking"

And in the dream i took offense to that (silently). And got insecure about yapping too much.

But thinking it through now I think he was just saying "its okay you don't have to overcorrect or fix something that you didnt do" (or even that you did). You apologized. And he wasnt upset cause i told a random story about a parking meter. He was upset becuase he was reliving whatever trauma with his dad.

Swipe up for part 3

#dream catcher #parking meter

[made-of-ghosts-and-fire]

last night i started thinking about a guy that I've known for over 5 years now whom i am interested in romantically (sorry to be so harrowingly specific. there are autistic people on this webbed site [myself included probably] so i want to be clear about what i say)

i like HIM

i like the idea of him

i like the way he looks, the way he talks, the way he thinks? (i think)

i want to be with HIM.

and I'm saying this because at one point in time, i had to choose between being in love with a PERSON versus being in love with the idea of being in a relationship

I had a choice of choosing this guy who fit the bill to a T of who I could probably be in a stable, long-term relationship with. Lets call this guy Guy X. He was shorter that I am (which is a FUCKING TURN ON for me oh my god i fucking love my men shorter than i am), he had a stable job, he asked ME if I wanted to be in a relationship (I think i have trouble getting into relationships because like,,, idk. im bad at love maybe so this guy made the process of being in a relationship seamless and easy), his sex was literally the best sex of my fucking life. like, L.I.T.E.R.A.L.L.Y. (I have NEVER felt as good getting a blowjob as I did when he gave me a blowjob oh my god. it was like fucking MAGIC he was performing on my dick. he was the ONLY person that made me believe that I could cum from getting a blowjob. he was so good at it WITHOUT EVEN DOING ANYTHING SPECIAL. he just fuckin, sucked my dick and it was fucking BOMB. i'm getting hard right now thinking about it)(and I havent even MENTIONED his ass... honeslty his hole was more open than what I was used to but he told me to stroke slowly so that he could feel me and ohhhh my god. he turned me from a marathon runner to a minute man. and we fucked OFTEN. sex was always so hot with him... maybe i should text him lol... I can't though.... It's like trying to get your job back after you quit... It's kinda extremely embarrassing trying to get back together with him... like a dog with his tail between his legs), and he was so regular... he was boring like me. he stayed inside after work and wanted to cook for me. we went out on dates. he didnt mind treating me. he introduced me to one of his friends... what the fuck is wrong with me.

I chose this OTHER guy over ALLLLLLLLL of that!!!???????????????????????? I'm confused at myself

Guy X was THE PERFECT boyfriend in every possible way and I fucking let him go. I chose, let's call him Guy Y, over Guy X and WHY??????

Guy Y put me through shit. I had a falling out with my best friend thanks to Guy Y. He took advantage of me when I was insecure. He asked me to tone down who I was and how I enjoyed things. He put me in uncomfortable situations... but i still chose him

what the fuck....................... WHY???????????????????

the only explanation that I could come up with is that i actually like Guy Y... Like, if I STILL chose Guy Y even though he put me through so much shit AND EVEN THOUGH Guy X was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much better than him in every way (except for mental(?) chemistry(?). i felt like i couldnt talk to Guy X and I have no clue why. There was NOTHING stopping me from opening up to him. nothing. he was cool as fuck... Honestly, I'm blaming my mental illness for this one.), my ONLY explanation for my irrational decision-making is that I am in love with Guy Y and not Guy X.

... I fucking fell in love with him

even unmedicated, i always felt like I could talk to Guy Y. We had some crazy experiences throughout our time getting to know each other. He opened up to me about who he really is gradually (when we first met I didnt know his first name. We met online and he went by his middle name then.). He has GROWN ti trust me more than he normally trusts people... i think...?... i dont fucking know man...

i dont fucking know what is wrong with me... why the fuck am i so bad at love.

i want to go to Guy Y's apartment but he told me to stop showing up at his house unannounced, which obviously is a reasonable thing to say. i dont even know why i do it. i am better than that. i KNOW better than that. idk why i keep choosing to go back to him. i dont know why i CARE so much to go back to him. what the fuck??? ughhh

and i can't help but wonder if i intentionally brought this pain on myself (i mean like, OBVIOUSLY i do because i keep making fucking dumb decisions) but like, what if my subconscious is holding me to the words of my younger self who was ready to jump into the heartbreak of being in a relationship with someone...

(sigh) ugh. maybe this is me trying to get the fullness of the human experience.... experiencing heartbreak before i experience reciprocal, long-lasting love

#i'm so fucking stupid