#i wanna have this bc i love telling people this story and next time someone asks i’ll just send them this post

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hello again!! im the anon who requested sweet nothing (also, saw the edit note and don’t worry it was a fantastic fic and i love it, thank you so much for writing it ❤️) i was wondering if i could request another fic for buck where reader is like athena’s protege and she’s a lot like athena so athena and bobby basically play match maker for them, thinking they’d compliment each other very well but buck and the reader have secretly dating since they met bc they hit it off so well and athena and the 118 end up finding out and are shocked they had no idea. thank you if you get to this, no stress if you don’t. i hope you have a lovely day and remember to take breaks and drink water!!

the feels - e.b

summary: above :)

evan buckley x reader

a/n: i love seeing these requests so much, please leave as many as you want, this one is so sweet 🫶🫶 i wanted to recreate the funny scene when may walked in on athena in bobby’s turnout 😭

the grants were sitting in the kitchen waiting for another delicious meal from bobby to be ready to eat. athena was sitting down, playing a card game with her two children as bobby was stirring a boiling pot. sharing stories about their days, athena begins her own.

“the station welcomed a new recruit today,” athena starts while cleaning up the cards. “i think i was telling you about her.”

“y/n? i remember you told me she was going to be working there, i just didn’t know she’d be with you.”

“she’s not riding along with me, but we’ve spoken a lot. she reminds me of myself. she’s young but one of the most determined ones i’ve seen. i think she has a lot of great potential.”

“maybe you should bring her along one day,” bobby suggests. “she sounds cool, you should bring her to the station one night for dinner there.”

“i’ll have to check her schedule. she’s trying to get more comfortable in LA, so that could help her. give her some friends,” athena says. “i know she came here to get away for a bit, i’m not sure why but i think something at home.”

“might wanna be careful bringing her, now that i’m thinking about it.”

“what makes you say that?” she asks.

“i’m worried someone might take a liking to her. buck loves you, and he reminds me of myself. and if she’s really similar to you…” athena walks over to bobby, giving him a light kiss before beginning again. “i’ll see what her timing is, i’ll let you know so you can tame the lion.”

the next day at work, y/n walks in uniform with her chunky belt with her gear. she sweetly says good morning to the people at the front with a cup of coffee before returning to her bosses office. “y/n?” she hears someone say from behind her.

“sergeant grant! hello, i was just about to go get started,” y/n says politely to her superior.

“you can call me athena, officer.”

“ok, athena,” y/n has a bright smile that could be the source of light to the room. “is there anything i can do for you?”

“no, you’re all set. just making sure things are good for you here,” athena knows that she’s strong despite the kindness act she puts on. she’s seen she’s not afraid to stand up for herself against all the men at the station. similar to herself, she’s ready for anything god throws at her. “if you get off earlier tonight, i was going to the 118. my husband is bobby nash, and he’s having dinner. i thought it would be a good place for you to settle in.”

“that sounds great, athena. i get off a bit earlier today.”

“good,” athena says with a thin grin. “i’ll see you then, y/l/n.”

they both walk away, going to do their paperwork and jobs of the day. on the first call, they had to deal with a specific threat, making two arrests as y/n shoved them back into the car.

she had easily clicked into her workplace, impressing everyone with her skill and ease with the job. her quick thinking came in extreme need, and athena knew she was going to be one of the best eventually.

after another call, the fire department had been at a site of a crash with drunk driving robbers. the police had been called to observe the suspects and ask them questions about the accident and even before that. after some of the crash on the street was cleaned up, y/n had been on the side, informing dispatch on the current nature of the situation. she was hanging around near one of the trucks when a man, couldn’t have been over 30, walked over to her.

“hey,” he says with a seducing smile, looking her uniform up and down. “i haven’t seen you around yet.”

“i’ve just started working here, i was a cop before but i recently moved here.”

“you liking it? LA can be a lot,” he tells her. “i’m evan buckley, 118. buck.”

y/n smiles and shakes his hand. “you’re from 118? athena and bobby invited me over for dinner tonight.”

“y-you’re y/n?” buck asks, a little surprised. she’s gorgeous, her hair was done back in neat braids. her uniform complemented her well, making her look like a boss, but also looks sweet with her bright smile and laugh. buck noticed her beauty and grace in handling herself.

athena and bobby stood to the side, meeting up at the end of the shift. “i think it’s too late,” bobby says, pointing to y/n and buck flirting very clearly to everyone but themselves. athena would never admit it, but she was actually happy. she thought buck needed woman like her, and she needed one like buck, and after a whole night of convincing each other before bed, they finally decided to take up a new career in match making.

the dinner had gone well, the team asking y/n about her past and why she wanted to become a cop. someone in particular was mesmerized by her stories. “so, y/n, where did you grow up?” eddie asks.

“i was raised in boston, and i went to suffolk for criminal justice,” y/n says. “i knew i wanted to help people, and i came to LA as an escape honestly. just try something new.”

they all nod and smile as they finish their food, laughing about shared stories and the two spend the night eyeing each other.

a couple months had gone by, and buck and y/n had been better close. very close. they were seeing each other almost every day, meeting up outside work to see each other. for being a bad liar, buck was hiding their relationship very well. they started dating a few weeks after the dinner, and no one had any idea. or at least they thought.

buck was definitely head over heels for y/n. she was a person who dominated wherever she was, but carried herself around with respect and a soothing personality. coming home from work, she was always a person to talk to. her sweet and gentle words were always a comfort to him. he thought she was the most lovely person ever.

y/n was obsessed with buck after she met him. he was incredibly charming, being able to light up a room at any time. being able to spend time with him at the end of their shifts was truly the highlight of her day, and she hadn’t felt this happy in a long time. he helped her get settled in the new city that she was venturing. he was always a shoulder to lean on during the bad days, and one to celebrate with after the good ones.

chimney and maddie had been driving over to bucks apartment. they had all agreed to have dinner together so she could spend time with her little brother.

buck on the other hand, had been too preoccupied to remember the plans.

y/n was dressed in a lace bra and panties set, wearing bucks work shirt with his name and badge on it. she was sitting on top of the counter with buck standing between her legs.

when chimney and maddie walked in, they saw bucks bare back, and both of their half-naked bodies. luckily, buck still had his boxers on, and y/n had his shirt. her arms were wrapped around his shoulders, a pair of handcuffs in her hands. “oh my god! evan!” maddie shouted and buck turned around.

“jesus, maddie!” he yelled and his immediate instinct was to cover up y/n. “what are you doing here?”

“some of us had dinner plans,” chimney adds, watching in a humorous way.

“you had dinner plans?” y/n asks.

buck throws his head back in frustration. “im sorry, guys, i completely forgot.”

“clearly.” maddie and chim say, together. “we’re going to go in the hall, give you a minute. while i call bobb-“ chim starts.

“no! do not call bobby because then he and athena will hate me!”

“i think athena would fire me,” y/n says.

“are you kidding? they’ve been trying to force you two together for months!”

y/n and buck give each other a confused look because they both thought they’d want them separate. surely, they weren’t stopping it but they especially didn’t think they would encourage it. they start laughing at each other hysterically at the thought of their superiors trying to get them hooked up. maddie and chimney exit in a hurry, leaving to the hallway.

“well, wanna continue?” buck asks and y/n gives him a questioning look.

“we have like 2 minutes, babe,” she smiles. “i don’t know if we have time.”

“you doubting me?” he says, leaning back in and kissing her again.

“prove me wrong, then,” she smirks and they spend their few minutes not wasting a second.

“bobby! sorry to bother you tonight, but you’re gonna want to hear this!” chim says after calling the captain.

bobby hangs up the phone, and is sitting next to the athena on their couch. athena hears the whole conversation. “i’ll quit my job if you quit yours, and we can start our own business.”

“agreed,” athena says, giving bobby a high-five at their dating app skills. “i will say i’m surprised they kept it a secret. she did seem a bit more upbeat though.”

“so what’s next? getting them engaged?”

“ok, woah. let’s not get too ahead of ourselves. we’ll give ‘em a bit i guess.”

“fine, but i’m getting every detail about this tomorrow from him.”

“i’ll get it from y/n, we will reconvene after a short recess.”

#911 #911onfox #bobby nash #eddie diaz #evan buckley #evan buckley fanfic #evan buck buckley x reader #evan buckley x reader #athena grant #henrietta wilson #howie han #maddie buckley

[kobb4ni2]

･ ｡ﾟ☆ 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐎 𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

-> [ |Part One.| Part Two ]

✧ .* pairing ─ Yandere Boa Hancock.

✧ .* gender/pronouns  ─ Female and She/Her

☆ .* note ─ YIPPIEEE I'm done with Boa hancock backstory and her relationship with Y/N for the Yandere Warlord series! I wanna make a build up first so I can make a connection and relationship with the charcters to Y/N bc being too rushed isn't my style tbh. Anyways I hope yall like this! Jinbie is next! BTW If your going going use the banner outside if Tumblr please credit me! Thank you and have fun reading!!

☆ .* TRIGGER WARNING ─ Celestial Dragons, Sl*v*ry, Implied SA, Kidnapping, Child Abuse and Spoilers for Boa's backstory

┈➤ Synopsis: Being a Warlord is a hefty job or title. Many fear you or look down on you. You may be looked down on as a Government Dog to other pirates but yet being feared and respected by your infamous reputation and the strength you had acquired.

There are many rules of being a Warlord that are implied to even normal pirates, one of them is to devote yourself to your captain or your goal when you're traveling in the seas.

 It's just too dangerous to fall in love, especially on the high sea, yet that didn't stop your fellow Warlord from being intrigued by you. And are willing to do what it takes to take you, you were theirs in the first place eversince they laid their eyes on you.

As a mermaid, it was hard being on land especially when you were forcefully dragged by pirates who wanted to sell you for a high price. You remember the scream of your fellow species - the Fishman- fighting the pirates just for you to let go of yourself. You remember your crying for help and the screams of your relatives and your friends. It was truly a havoc in your hometown.

Your crying was canceled out of the tank they put you in when you were captured. You were thirteen that time when you were at your worst. And when you arrived at a human auction and when a white-suited, snobby-looking, human yelled his prize you knew that hell was going to begin. That man was a celestial dragon, one of the worst people that shouldn't ever exist in the first place.

You've heard their names no matter where you go. Those egotistical, vacuous assholes always cause fear, especially your kind, you heard stories and wished desperately that you'll never even meet them, yet the universe is truly cruel to you. And when you saw them bid for you and win was when your world collapsed...

There are no words to tell your experience being a slave to the celestial dragon. Being used in other ways, ways that you don't want to do, ways they violate you, they treat you like something to be replaced with and don't care about. But even in this hellhole, there was someone you connected with in the filthy cell they put you in. Her name was Boa Hancock she was twelve at that time and was the eldest of the three sisters. You don't know how you connected maybe it was the connection of the misery of being a slave or what but the four of you manage to have such friendship even in those years of torture

Boa was tired. Tired of being a slave. Tired of getting beaten, Tired of not being able to escape the neverending hopelessness. Tired of hearing her sisters scream for help every time they were near. It was another night of being a slave, every second felt like an hour whenever she was with the celestial dragons she couldn't take it any more, even if she was in the locked up jail she felt no peace yet... you came to her sight when you decided to help them.

Sandersonia was having a breakdown since she was last "needed" by one of the celestial dragons, Sandersonia was crying hysterically ever since, Boa and Marigold have been trying to calm her down, even though both were tired they will help and protect each other. Because the only person who could relate to each other. As minutes flew by, someone came and open the gate which caused the girls to be immediately quiet, they saw one of the guards throw in the young slave like one of the girls, if Boa was correct she was a new slave to the same master, but she was different, the slave in front of her was a mermaid an (F/C) tailed mermaid, she was covered in bruises and cuts, but she was also badly injured in her arm.

"This one is new, the master told us to put her in the same jail as you slaves because you guys are the master's favorite slaves." 

And with that, the guard was off before locking the cell. The sisters looked at the injured mermaid, the sisters were too scared to move so they didn't do anything. The mermaid then started to move towards the nearest wall to lean in.

Boa heard a small sniffle and turned her head to see the (F/C) coloured mermaid was silently weeping. The mermaid then raised her head and noticed the three sisters. She then looked down and quickly wiped away the tears and did something unexpected she. . . smiled at the sisters and then waved at them even with there were dried tears on her face.

If Boa knew at that time what kind of impact you've had on her, she won't change it. No. No, she won't. She will rather relive that time when she first saw you even if she had to endure all the torture just to experience that moment again.

Sweet sugar candies. Was the now Empress of the Sea or another the current Empress of the Amazon Lily was holding. The gorgeous woman alive sat on her throne as she nibbled on some handful of sugar candies that were originally made for children. In normal circumstances Boa would never eat this kind of sweets, she has a mountain of piles of gifts given to her every day by her admirers but for some odd reason, Boa would send her sister Sandersonia or Marigold to import those specific kinds of sweets. She buys those sweets to be reminded of that fateful day. The day when you showed her that there's always hope even in the cruelest time of your life.

The empress then began to smile remembering you. Before the empress even begins trying to reminisce about you she suddenly stopped herself.

She wants to keep on remembering you but if she does she'll unlock bad memories of what happened.

She keeps you close to her heart even after these years because of how much she and her sister owe their life to you. You ways sacrifice yourself like how you always defend the sister, you may have tails but in her eyes, you always stand and protect her and even take her and her sister's place whenever the celestial dragons wanted some "fun" with them.

Your sacrificial attitude knows no bounds and you gave a prime example to her during that one fateful day.

That one fateful day when you sacrificed yourself for her and her sisters to leave the hell hole named "Mary Geoise" during the mass breakout.

The last time she saw you turning back and smiling at them while you immediately disappeared in front of their eyes as the fire swallowed you whole.

#warlord x reader #yandere warlord #yandere one piece #yandere one piece x reader #boa hancock #boa hancock x reader #yandere boa hancock #x reader #yandere #yandere x reader #one piece #one piece x reader #yandere op #i made the banner lolz!!

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Most to Least : Mommy kink ft 127

MOST:

TAEYONG - just look at him, it's so visible that he has one. You do something sexy asf during sex and he's just like "OMG MOMMY." Like it's just second nature to him, or he looks at you just existing and in his mind he's like "Mommy..." He said it out loud once by accident when yall were conversating with his members, Ps. Johnny has never let it go🤭

HAECHAN - I think it's very clear that he would be down for any kink, he's freaky as fuck��� not only does he say it during sex but he says it on the regular.(regular huh?) Like you could be washing the dishes and he hugs you from behind and is like "Hey mommy" with a lil smirk.🤫

MARK - OH FOR SURE. Mostly during his orgasms, like it's an intense one too–it catches you by surprise almost. "Oh fuck‐ m-mommy~". HJFIWBSHXBWKSNFBW. he sometimes doesn't even realize how frequently he says it. He's just too cute with it that you need to hear it again and make him have like 1 (3) more orgasm.

JAEHYUN - I feel like jaehyun is a switch at heart and a sucker for dom women, he likes to see someone that is stereotypically seen as the sub part of a relationship to tell him what to do and order him around during sex and just use him as a sex doll– OFF TOPIC SORRY YALL🤭🤭 anyways he would fucking love to call you mommy, he'd be hesitant at first bc he don't wanna weird you out but c'mon you gave him a boob job- A BOOB JOB and it just slipped out. "Oh shit mommy oh my god". WOOOOOOO. After that it just kept coming out..or should I say cumming? I'm Sorry...

JUNGWOO - he mostly says it for teasing or fun purposes, I can see you're like sucking him off and then you do something that catches his attention he's just like "ooo~ mommy~" and wiggles his eyebrows. I would count it as a kink most definitely because even before yall were a thing he use to see pretty girls and be like "she's mommy for sure." Then it kinda slid into your relationship.

DOYOUNG - it would be rare, but its not like it won't happen at all. Funny thing it didn't even start off sexual, STORY TIME: he was very intoxicated and had a hang over the next day obviously, you were giving him pain killers for the migraine he had and he faintly laid his head on your shoulder sleepily saying " Thank you Mommy ". BOY DID THAT BECOME RATED R QUICKLY. atp you wanted him to moan it instead😭. It's mostly when you take care of him (sexually or non) that he says it but it's still rare.

YUTA - he's not totally off that idea, he just rather call you pretty,gorgeous, princess, & baby. He's had a conversation with haechan about this and the younger boy suggested for him to call you that one time and see what happens, Yuta tried it. Wasn't really his cup of tea. It didn't roll off his tongue the way he anticipated it to, so he never really says it to you unless you ask (beg).

JOHHNY & TAEIL - Since I can't really figure it out, I put them together bc they level each other out. Johnny just rathers calling you beautiful or sweetheart,baby,& pretty kinda similar to yuta. He also rather you call him daddy AHEM! 🧍🏾‍♀️, it's just not in his nature to do that. He joked maybe a few dozen times abt it seeing you in something cute/hot he's like "Mommy? Sorry. Mommy? Sorry." Then cringes. HXWBUDDBWK. Taeil on the other hand is like "A what kink?" Like he's genuinely distraught. It's giving the same energy as haechan saying bop and him having no clue what it means, you explain mommy kink to him and he's like " that's nice...for other people though :) " passive aggressively telling you, ITS NOT HAPPENING WITH HIM SIS 😭😭 he likes to think you were joking with him from the jump. When he wants to be evil though, he pretends he's gonna say it but doesn't at all. Sorry hard taeil stans:/ (including me it was hard for me to write this part tbh😪)

LEAST:

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#nct #nct 127 #nct scenarios #nct imagines #mark lee #jung jaehyun #johnny suh #haechan #nakamoto yuta #lee taeyong #kim doyoung #kim jungwoo #moon taeil #nct smut #nct drabbles #nct headcanons #nct with mommy kinks??? #i might need to elaborate on jaehyun Taeyong and mark in a different post👀 #johnny just rathers you sitting on his face ffs🤷🏾‍♀️ #taeyong really be the ring leader for everything huh🤫

[mondothebombo]

hAH HI MONDO

I was hoping you would reblog it because you’re the author, I wanted to bug the most. >:)

Picked 4 questions cause I’m greedy 

When you think you’re all alone:

5. Is there any scene you're excited about writing?

11. Is there any scene you can't wait for people to react to when reading? Why?

15. Do you have any unwritten scene that you think about a lot?

20. Give a vague description of something that will happen without revealing too much

Not a question, I’m very excited for any more Wytyaa. If it gives you motivation I’m waiting for next chapter to come out to do more animatic/animation. :D

Going to rework what I already have be more fitting and better quality, I’ve been practicing my animation because I want it to be the best I can do. You should see the mysterious animatic I’m working on when it release it it’ll show you where I’m at :)

That song touched me in a way, I love how the resilience echoes in your story. I want my art to make people feel things. I’m very committed I promise it’ll be finished one day.

I’d love to get started….. But dang looks like someone gotta write the next chapter XD

Oli thank you so much!!!!! asdfghjkl i totally get it don’t worry and i gotchu. i make it a point to write at least a little portion of it everyday bc i’m so excited abt chapter 7, but there’s just so much i wanna cover it’s gonna be a long ass chapter

5. Is there any scene you’re excited about writing?

very much so!!! i have a plan in place for how i wanna have the others find out about skybound, or jay and nya telling everyone about the horrors, but it’s a ways off from happening

11. Is there any scene you can’t wait for people to react to when reading? Why?

there’s a few actually! there’s a nya centric portion that’s gonna start the next chapter that i’ve very proud of bc i’m taking inspiration off of personal experience. another scene where i expand on the fact that mustache told nya what jay wouldn’t. and im super excited to get to everyone else’s pov to everything, especially cole bc his and jay’s relationship is something i cherish

15. Do you have any unwritten scene that you think about alot?

since chapter 8 is going to dip into the seasons following skybound, im very excited to explore the fact that nya saw jays birth mother when she and kai went back in time in season 7. and im gonna deal with the whole ninjago decoded debacle

20. Give a vague description of something that will happen without revealing too much

the team is gonna take a trip to the hospital bc mustache wasn’t always a pirate

thanks for the ask! :D

#ninjago #my fic #mondo’s fic #wytyaa related asks #wytyaa #ask game

[meeeeeeri]

Things that really ANNOYED THE FUCK OUTTA ME while watching OUTER BANKS SEASON 3:

First things first: Big John AKA big old crazy dude

Let's just say that besides being a shitty father figure he also is selfish as fuck. He only decides to appear in John B's life whenever he needs him to do something treasure related, like ok big John, you love your son so much *cough cough*

In other hand, he also is willing to do ANTHING to find el Dorado, and by ANYTHING I mean killing people, tell me that's not what a psychopath would do.

And all the fricking screen time dedicated to the relationship between John B and his father???? Like we get that they need to bond again but DO WE HAVE TO WATCH ALL THE PROCESS?

No thank you Netflix, do better next time

I saw a tik tok that went something like this: Who said Ward is a bad person? Big John? cause if we wanna talk about someone BAD let's talk about Big John...

And yeah, that tik tok literally summes up my opinion about this individual.

Me roasting Big John with this post:

2: Rafe and the girl named Sofia who came out of nowhere

Ok. Don't misunderstand me; the idea of introducing a new character who's gonna play the girlfriend or fuckbuddy of Rafe is super super interesting to me BUT

Can you elaborate more their relationship????? Give more CONTEXT????

They could even use her apparition and do a BOMB ASS side story like idk maybe her being more cruel than Rafe or her having some kind of business relationship with Singh and betraying him in the process... WHATEVER

But I'm just saying that that would have been more interesting than the parental issues between Big Dumbass John and John B

A video of me crying while scenes of John B and his dad appeared on my tv non stop:

LOOK AT HIM HE'S SO CUTE LOVE HIM

3: Sarah and Topper

Don't even get me started on this shit.

When I saw that Sarah went back to flirting with Topper I was like WHA- WHE- WHO

But I'm not gonna question her that much because they are supposed to be playing teenagers, and that's what teenagers and (also) some adults do:

STUPID SHIT

And Topper... I really don't know how to feel about him.

He's like a shark who's ready to attack if he sniffs some blood (Sarah and John B breaking up or having relationship turbulences), but I can't even blame him that much because I feel like he really loves Sarah besides everything, and he really demonstrated it this season by helping the pogues out.

What Topper was replaying in his head when Sarah promised him that she would stay:

4: Sarah's thoughts when she was left with no family, no money and nowhere to go (she was homeless for like a day and decided to cope with it by drinking beer from an abandoned beer tap, ok)

Um... When I say I was expecting her to say something philosophical and life changing and SHE DECIDED TO CONCLUDE HER SPEECH WITH: I really don't know if I'm a pogue or a kook...

SIDE EYE

Girl I KNOW you are 17 but GROW THE FUCK UP.

You've been betrayed by your OWN FATHER and SHOT and nearly KILLED by your BROTHER and that's what you're thinking about???

Jesus Christ have mercy on me

All the build up story around pogues and kooks is really interesting (even tho it's like another form of saying rich and poor people) but when characters say shit like that it really makes no sense.

You have no home, no family, you argued with your bf and he left, and your friends are not there at the moment and YOU ARE THINKING ABOUT THAT IRRELEVANT SHIT? Damn

Ok, I think I am done with most of the things I wanted to say. There are MORE for sure, but these are the most important ones.

I have to be honest with you, I still haven't watched the last episode bc I really got tired of their bullshit. I love the show and I really love the characters, but this season just wasn't it. I am gonna try and finish it today with hopes that they will end it in a decent way (I don't think so but whatever).

It's not a secret by the end of this post that I'm a spanish native speaker so, yeah, I tried my best to write down correctly the ideas that I had about the show, so PLEASE don't come at me.

I'm also writing a fanfiction about Rafe, but I'm doing it in spanish because I feel like if I wrote it in english I would fuck it up.

Maybe I will try and start uploading Rafe imagines or smth like that, bc they would be shorter and easier to write for me.

PLEASE if you have any thoughts or a comment that you wanna add after reading my rant, just do it, I'm for sure gonna be answering y'all because I love to talk about the show and the characters.

BYE P4L

#obx #obx3 #outer banks #outer banks 3 #rafecameron #rafe cameron fanfiction #rafe x y/n #sorry for the rant #rafe cameron imagine #outer banks fanfiction #outerbanks fic #rafe cameron blurb #obx smut #rafe cameron smut #outer banks smut

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HAI WELCOME <3

welcome to my blog !! I’m just here to have fun & be silly about my fav characters :3

Here’s some info ab me and the stuff I make !!

My names are:

- Nina/Nina Bomb

- Romeo

- Elliot

If you wanna come up with another name for me feel free to, I collect them like pokemon cardz lmao. I go by several other names but for the sake of keeping this short I’m just gonna say the main onez X3

My pronouns are:

- They/Them

- He/Him

I’m still not quite sure what my gender is. I feel varying degrees of masculinity from time to time, and the rest I mainly feel genderless. So I just say boyfluid bc it seems to fit how I feel best !

My interests are:

- Creepypasta (obviously lol)

- Minecraft/Story Mode

- Sky: Children of the Light

- Five Nights at Freddy’s

- Bendy and The Ink Machine

- House (by BarkBark games)

- The Hunger Games

- Demon Slayer (I haven’t finished yet so pls no spoilers!)

- Wings of Fire

I love talking about these things so PLEASEEE if you ever like want to talk ab them with me dont b afraid to ask !! Mainly Creepypasta and MCSM because those are my main interests currently :D

My fav characters are:

- Nina the Killer (Creepypasta)

- Ticci-Toby (Creepypasta)

- Clockwork (Creepypasta)

- Jane The Killer (Creepypasta)

- Lifeless Lucy (Creepypasta)

- Romeo the Admin (MCSM)

- Lukas (MCSM)

- The Valley Elders (Sky: COTL)

- Sammy Lawrence (BaTIM)

- Funtime Freddy (FNaF)

- Tabby (House)

I’m a massive simp for Toby, Romeo and Sammy I’ll admit.. cringe will ensue if you get me talking ab them

I’m not too big on shipping (except for a few) but my favorites are:

- Clockwork x Toby

- Toby x Nina

- Clockwork x Jane

- Romeo x Binta

I don’t generally care for a lot of other ships but I do enjoy a few more from time to time ! And if you want headcanons and stuff for other ships as long as it isn’t NSFW, proship, or disrespecting the character’s sexualities I’m perfectly fine with coming up w a few !!

Type of content I usually create:

- Art

- Edits

- Fanfiction (sometimes bc i barely post what i write-)

- Headcanons (I do take requests!!)

I post fairly inconsistently so i may be super active one minute and then drop off the face of the earth the next, sorry :,)

Rules/Boundaries:

- Please treat everyone with respect here.

- Be kind please.

- Tone tags are appreciated (especially for jokes and sarcasm) because I struggle with telling when someone is serious or not.

- I will not tolerate any bullying or harassment towards anyone. Instant block.

- Shipping wars have no place here, I’m not going to fight anyone about certain ships or pairings. It’s a waste of both of our time.

- Absolutely no nsfw content. It makes me uncomfortable. I will block. Light nsfw jokes are allowed as long as they aren’t directed towards myself or anyone, but nothing too graphic. This doesn’t include if you make some nsfw content on your own blog, I’m talking more about asks/comments/things like that.

- Please do not flirt with me (even jokingly) or make sexual comments towards me. Once again I will block.

DNI IF:

Homophobic, transphobic, racist, ableist, proshit, NSFW blogs, below 13 (I don’t really make content that’s innappropriate but my blog is staying strictly 13+)

THIN ICE:

If you’re 20+ (You can interact, but don’t try to befriend me. I just don’t feel comfortable being friends with people outside my age range)

GOOD TO GO:

Basically everyone else!! I don’t really care about much else other than that, I’ll be friends/talk with just about anyone. I’m not a very picky person and I’ll gladly interact as long as you’re nice :)

[doobea]

you ask and i deliver... i hope this works because i literally have SO many thoughts on him... like i could talk about him nonstop

i hc sae as a softie actually, like his "uninterested" and "snappy" persona is actually just pouty baby behavior when he's with you (also i think he talks in his sleep like you know there's people who 'wake up' and they're between consciousness and unconsciousness? so like, he listens and talks but his brain doesn't work or register it at all lmao, let me elaborate)

i think sae is the type of guy to find comfort in stability and routine, a relationship with him would be kinda chill... so when there's a slight shift in your actions he gets confused (like i see him lierally tilting his head and slightly furrowing his eyebrows) and don't get me wrong, i don't mean he takes your relationship for granted, but you grabbing an ice cream for yourself without offering him one???? that's weird. so sae just waits patiently for you to come back to the couch and mutter 'did you write ice cream on the grocery list?' (poor baby just assumed that the only reasonable way you're not offering him one is because you're running out of ice cream) so when you hear him and you turn around slowly to look at him dead in the eyes with mischief and see his lips pouting you start to feel bad... how could you hurt his poor soul like that? so you shove your ice cream towards him expecting him to grab it while dramatically clutching your shirt where your heart is 'don't look at me like that! you know i can't handle it'

yeah, you guessed right, sae tilts his head again because he doesn't understand anything you're saying, so you let out a deep sigh and confess

'i woke up today around 3 am to go for a glass of water... and you told me to "dehydrate and perish" in your sleep... only because i kindly asked you to move your heavy legs off me. i had to deny myself a glass of water for your sake...'

at this point sae can only look at you dumbfounded and with slightly rosey cheeks because he's embarassed he's so clingy in his sleep and he doesn't even remember it... long story short he stands up, goes to the fridge, and comes back with an ice cream, giving you the new one he just grabbed and having the one you gave him for himself

AAAAAAHHHHH stop it I love this so much pls tell me more because I TOO can go on and on about how soft he could be too ugh

i saw this somewhere before i can't remember who wrote it but someone said that sae needs to be w someone that brings out his inner child and i cannot agree with it more!! like i'd imagine (and im totally gonna incorporate this in my sae fic series duh) being a child superstar made life so exhausting and almost numbing growing up?? and that secretly he just wants to be a kid again or experience what it was like before stardom (bro literally went to Europe all by himself at 14 like huh???)

i also hc him as being a picky eater like lowkey ... i don't think he like veggies imo ... he'll totally pick off tomatoes and onions and give them to you (and who the fuck doesn't like french fries...)

i wanna say he picks up languages p quickly?? like if his s/o is from a diff background he won't have that much of a problem picking up the cultural differences (he totally has duolingo downloaded and does it everyday don't tell me otherwise)

and of course in the beginning of his first serious relationships he's probably super avoidant and shit bc he's never allowed himself to be completely vulnerable so def some misunderstandings in communication styles/arguments but (if he cares abt u to make it serious to begin w) i would imagine extreme princess treatment the next day (or even week).

MORNING WALKS ON THE BEACH AAAAAAHHH does the lil cheesy water splash on you... and then at night time he likes to do lil bonfires by the beach >:3 (with bbq added of course)

okok i think im done ....

#how can i even say that oliver is my fav when all my recent posts have been about sae and rin #im so fake #doobea answers #this is for my sae brainrot #thank u again for your soft hcs about OUR boyfriend #sae itoshi #itoshi sae #blue lock #bllk

[valeffelees]

An Ask Game for Writers to Procrastinate Working on Your WIP(s)

thank you kindly for tagging me @shrekgogurt @youarenevertooold, and @monbons i've been seeing this game make its rounds on my dash and was really hoping someone would pull me in!

🦈 Tell us the name of one of your WIP(s)

my main three wips at the moment are without sun, ballad of the final sparrow, which is more commonly known as bitverse, and fragile things (and how to break them), but i've also been fucking around a bit the last two or three weeks with a new (terrible, evil, very self-indulgent) wip called god-forbid.

🍄 Describe one of your WIPs in the format of “___ + ___ =___”  

i think i might be dumb bc i don't understand this question at all.

🌍 What tags or warnings will your WIP(s) need if you intend to share it?

bitverse: heavy angst, psychological horror elements, alcohol abuse, allusions to suicide, unhealthy coping mechanisms, dead dove: do not eat.

🧭 An alternative title to one of your WIP(s)?

ballad of the final sparrow -> baz is typing fragile things (and how to break them) -> there's a werewolf in london god-forbid -> the gap between a tragedy and comedy

⚠️ Which WIP you’re most likely to finish or update next?

i have no idea. i mean, you'd think the answer would be without sun since it's the only fic i actually have posted at the moment, but unfortunately i am an untrustworthy villain.

💾 What is the document of your WIP called? (Not the story title, but what you’ve saved it as.)

same as the fic title. if i start a new wip and don't know what to call it, i'll pick something at random and add (working title) at the end.

🖍 Post any sentence from your WIP

from without sun:

“You don’t like peppermint,” he says. But maybe she does. Maybe that’s one more thing he can add to his growing list of things he got wrong about Agatha Wellbelove. No. 1 — Dislikes peppermint; actually, she is quite fond of it. No. 2 — Likes Simon Snow; him, not so much.

♻️ A scrapped idea for your current WIP

one of the biggest changes i made to the plot of without sun really early on was penelope's role in the story. i had a clear idea of the story i wanted to tell as soon as i saw the prompt for the fic. without sun was always supposed to be about more than simon and baz. the story is about grief and love, and the space we take up in the lives of the people around us. but n e way, in my orig draft, penny was actually supposed to be able to communicate with simon a bit, and there was gonna be a whole sect of scenes in the middle of the fic where they sat around together trying to break simon's curse what we know and what we don't know style via passing notes. i ended up tossing this idea really quickly tho, and i'm glad i did bc one of my favourite moments i've ever written in any fic happens in chapter two of without sun and it belongs to simon and penny.

🤔 What’s a story you’d love to write but haven’t even started yet?

so many. or, well—what counts as "haven't even started"? i hate to let ideas sit around in my head bc it feels like leaving raspberries in the fridge for too long, like that shit is gonna get mould on it, so usually the first thing i do is rough out a few scenes and/or script out a very rough outline of the plot (like this / this / this style) so that i have something to come back to later. i have dozens of zero drafts just lying tf around. but otherwise, yeah, so many. one big idea i have is called heart on fire and it's based on fanart, but i haven't started it yet bc obvs i wanna get permission from the artist first but i've been holding off reaching out to them about it until i've knocked a few of my less intimidating longfics off my wip list bc heart on fire is gonna fucking hefty so i don't wanna give'r until i'm sure i can manage it.

🤡 How many WIPs are you actively working on?

LMFAO

🛠 Is there a scene or anything in the WIP you are struggling with right now?

i'm having a real bitch of a time with agatha's main scene in chapter two of without sun, i've been fighting with it on and off for months, but i can't get it to do what i want it to do.

❤️ Not a question, just a second kudos to send.

cheers!

sorry for any doubles but, tagging: @drowninginships @cosmicalart @that-disabled-princess @fatalfangirl @cutestkilla @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @artsyunderstudy @thewholelemon @roomwithanopenfire @hushed-chorus @blackberrysummerblog @imagineacoolusername @nightimedreamersworld @prettygoododds @confused-bi-queer @mooncello and an open tag for anybody else who wants to procrastinate their wips!

#tag game

[mitskook]

a very mitskook 2023 wrap-up

hi everyone

so i didn't write very much in 2023, that much is apparent. now i'm not gonna sit here act like that's a massive loss considering the vast amount of extremely talented writers that produced wonderful work this year, but i am still disappointed in myself from, i guess, a labour of love perspective. i look at the work i have contributed to the fandom over the years and i still have more i want to add, more stories i want to tell (trust me the wip folder makes me weep too).

but every time i wanted to write, the idea of making a love story made me so miserable i had to scrub it from my head. and worse, when i pushed past that obvious discomfort, the love in those stories soured into resentment, rage, and a cruelty i couldn't justify (to this audience at least). particularly with tsdverse, this next installment is about m'boys really grappling with conflicts that have no easy answers (if they have answers at all) and man am i so fucking glad i wrote that flashforward with heejin to keep a north star on where they would end up because if i hadn't, i would've completely shattered them in a misdirected fireball of righteous grief. im glad i had that to hold on to bc i haven't had much else.

my 2023 has been. uh. trying amongst the good stuff (and i promise there was some good stuff) but not this. my mum had a heart attack, i was fired for not coming back to work straight after her surgery, and i was couch surfing and unemployed for long enough i felt like i'd wrecked my life forever. and, of course, i was mourning my relationship that ended at the end of last year, and to be honest i'm still not done with that. that's the absolute joy and misery of tying your heart to someone you're hoping will be around forever: your eyes don't see anything the same anymore, certain songs that come on shuffle make you break down on the tube, you realise huge swathes of your social media presence, including ao3, were built for one person and it wasn't you, and now? all those things are monuments to the emptiness you feel every time you remember they're not in your life anymore.

to be extremely clear, i'm not blaming my ex for these feelings, and if anyone harasses them on my behalf i will personally hunt you down and gut you with a knitting needle, but in missing them as much as i do i realised how inextricable they were from my writing process. i mostly wrote fic to make them happy, to hear their praise and notes and excitement to read the rest, and that was unfair on everyone; me, them, and you (if you look forward to my work, i don't wanna presume lmao). that's too much pressure to put on someone who just wasn't interested in bangtan rpf anymore, and that's normal, it's okay to move on from that, but it meant even before the breakup i didn't know who i was doing it for anymore. that level of directionlessness (<- not a word but whatever) gummed up those creative gears until they had no choice but to stop.

anyway to maybe cap this pity party a bit, i want to start sharing my writing more on here, and i won't wait for people to clamour to let me know that that's wanted bc again, i need to start rebuilding my confidence in my writing and feeling out where i fit into this community after basically silently moping around for a full year. i want to sincerely thank everyone who's ever read my work. i won't promise to do anything but my best, and in the meantime i'll give all the snippets to you.

lots of love

zeeb "hyperlight" mitskook

[dwindlinghaze]

hiii lovely congrats on 500 you deserve it and so much more!! i wanna request 🩰 dancing princesses for marauders bc i want to know who someone else would ship me with for once hahah

so my gender preference is male, i love reading (especially murder mysteries, historical fiction and romcoms), i love the mcu and i've watched pretty much all of marvel movies, most of them even twice, three or more times. i'm slightly socially awkward, but i have a close knit group of friends who i'm extremely extroverted around. i'm a math and economics girl, and i love history. i'm super delusional. i'm hindu. i absolutely love travelling, my favourite places i've been to being rome, london and dubai. i'm 5'4, closer to 5'5, i have kind of golden skin and a slightly chubby face. my love languages are terms of endearment, words of affection and physical touch.

thank you!! if you can do this, that would be great! if not, that's okay too don't put too much on your plate lovely<3

helloo 🫧🤍 thank you sm for participating in my 500 celebration

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🩰 : i ship you with james potter

╰┈➤ i think james is into murder mysteries. once he played a game of solving a murder case with the marauders and asked you for help, knowing that you must be so much better than them in the field.

╰┈➤ he'd also ask you a million question after you've finished a novel of a murder case.

"wait wait- hold on, so the brother of the man was the one getting arrested because the other guy who is supposedly the man's friend framed him? for money?" he asked bewildered, pointing his fingers in every direction accusingly in the air. "well- not exactly," you laughed and shook your head. it was a task to tell him stories because he tend to pull conclusions way too fast. it's funny though.

╰┈➤ james didn't know anything about the mcu at first before you mentioned how big of a fan you are to him. you like to tell james about the background of each avengers but it was all too confusing for him, though he's invested after watching the avengers with you. you were showing him every marvel movie in its chronological order.

he never shuts up about the modern technologies in the film. "look at that! that's so cool if you ask me. the avengers tower is absolutely ahead of time, i mean- who would ever thought about making that!" he rambled. "i know right? i want to know what's your favourite character," you questioned him. "maybe pietro maximoff?" he shrugged. (jk i don't know which one he'd like but pietro it is because yes;))

╰┈➤ when he first saw you in the light of day? he's absolutely infatuated by how beautiful you were; your skin glows golden under the sunlight. he's all over you, words falling off of his lips about how beautiful you are with his arms firmly circled around your waist.

"have i mentioned how stunning you look?" he said in awe as he watched you doing basically nothing. "thank you," you thanked him with a smile and a small kiss. his arm dropped down to your level in order for him to place his warm hand over the small of your back, rubbing them gently.

╰┈➤ travelling with him during holiday breaks to all the places you want to visit !!

"pack your bags honey 'cause we're going to rome!" he announced on a normal thursday afternoon. you were just finishing up your last bit of work and was taken aback by his surprise. "since uh- when? i mean when?" your eyes widened in disbelief yet a glint of anticipation can't be unseen. "i know you're free next week so next week," he grinned. "i've already bought tickets and booked a hotel."

╰┈➤ once you're sure the relationship is serious and committed, you will introduce him to your close friends! james loves the positive energy together with how full of joy you were around your group of friends. it makes him extremely happy being surrounded with the people you love and love you.

╰┈➤ just imagine celebrating hindu festivals with him !! he would be in awe of every single thing.

╰┈➤ james' love language is definitely words of affirmation. he loves expressing his feelings by words. sometimes they're extremely cheesy and mortifying but at the end of the day, you both know that he means well and that it's all true.

#dwindlinghaze's 500 celebration #🩰 dancing princesses #moots <3 #james potter x reader #james potter fluff #james potter imagine #marauders x reader #james potter x you

[mcity-xe]

. female!OC x Manchester City players . -social media AU . info; a story about Vinny, Kevins wife and the City boys 🫶🏻 they just goof around and have fun (all platonic interactions exept with kev, cause yk?hes my oc's wife in this lmao) . requested; nope :,) but their opened so send them my way cause i would love to write for you lot . note; i hope you all will enjoy this, and please send me requests if you would like to! 🫶🧸

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vinny.db; got a fucking tattoo and i love it

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tatts.studio: we hope you come again soon! ^vinny.db: you know i will 👀👀

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johnstonesofficial: stunning! do you got any recommendations on what I should get for my next one ^vinny.db: maybe something on your side? i'll dm you what i mean ^johnstonesofficial: ooo thanks vin!

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kevindebruyne: you wanna get matching tattoos ^vinny.db: oh fuck yeah! booking an appoitment as i tipe this rn 📝 ^kevindebruyne: shit.. ^rubendias: HAHAAHA good luck Kev ^jackgrealish: yeah mate thats on you 🤣🤣

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kevindebruyne; "Are you happy to be in Paris?" oui

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vinny.db: 🧸❤️‍🩹

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bernandocarvalhosilva: nice outfits you got there 😂🩵

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vinny.db: credits to a 75 year old woman who offered to take a picture of us! merci madame blanc! ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 ^jackgrealish: 🤣❤️‍🩹

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jackgrealish; on this day, 22 years ago I meet my best friend @vinny.db and the first thing we did together was sing kareoke 🤣❤️‍🩹

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vinny.db: you really love embarasing me with these pictures, dont ya 😭😭

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kevindebruyne: miss.rockstar 🤣 ^johnstonesofficial: shes a lil cowgirl 🤣

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jackgrealish: love ya @vinny.db 🤣❤️‍🩹 ^vinny.db: o fuck off 😭❤️‍🩹🖕

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userxo: AWEE shes was soo adorable 🥹

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vinny.db; AJMO HRVATSKA! Idemo riješit Brazilce 🫶🫶 (Sorry Eddy) -Translation: LETS GO CROATIA! Lets finish Brazil 🫶🫶 (Sorry Eddy)

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kevindebruyne; sometimes I forget that your actually Croatian 😭 ^vinny.db: kev how 😭 i literally swear everyday in croatian 😭😭

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useriiii: wait your croatian?what?I tough you were english??😭 ^vinny.db: Hahah 😂 Everyone thinks that but yes Im croatian. My mum and I moved to England after my dad left us and my actual name is Vivijen Veršić. (Obvi my last name chamged after I married Kev). When I meet Jack he called me Vinny as he coudnt say Vivijen so it just stuck :) So if I meet someone I just tell them that Im Vinny so they dont have to twist their toung to say Vivijem bc its actually hard to say it for some people 🤣

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erling.haaland: and croatia won against brazil 🤣 ^vinny.db: ofc they did ❤️‍🩹 croatia 🔛🔝

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vinny.db; this is me after this absolute shit ass game against argentina - @juliaanalvarez if you dont win that fucking final i swear I will make an time machine and make you win it. I cannot see the french win the damn world cup again after we were robed last world cup. WIN IT JULI (also congrats :))

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juliaanalvarez: we will do our best to win it 😅❤️‍🩹 ^vinny.db: you better do your best spiderman 🕷️❤️‍🩹

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kevindebruyne; me and @jackgrealish as well as the other boys and gfs/wifes can confirm that Vinny cried a whole ocean of tears during and after the game. She also swore the fuck out of every argentinian player exept Dybala and Juli 🤣😭 ^jackgrealish: shes still crying 😭😭 ^laporte: Sara and the other girls are comforting her while they all talk shit about the refs and VAR 😭 ^vinny.db: every single FIFA ref, VAR member and every member ingeneral can roll over and die for all i care. Theres people (that arent even croatian) on TWITTER shitting on them for bad decisions. I hate FIFA ^obafemi.5: 😭😭

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user-xxx: 😭💔

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vinny.db: i need a drink im to sober for this shit ^rubendias: 🤣😭

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vinny.db; soo.. alot of people have been asking why I havent posted anything about myself. Heres why :)

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kevindebruyne: cant wait to have our first kid with you ❤️‍🩹🫶 ^vinny.db: i cant wait either ❤️‍🩹🧸

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jackgrealish: still cant belive that my best friend is having a kid with one of my best mates and that i'll be the god father. holy shit 🫶 <liked by kevindebruyne ^vinny.db: love ya grealo 🫶

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sara_botello: girly your glowing ❤️‍🩹 ^vinny.db: now lucay will have someone to play with soon 🧸 ^laporte: ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

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johnstonesofficial: congrats! xx 🫶 ^vinny.db: thanks godfather number 2 xxx ^kevindebruyne: ❤️‍🩹

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kevindebruyne; welcome mason 🩵🧸

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jackgrealish: @johnstonesofficial STONSEY WERE GODFATHERS 🫶🫶🫶🫶 ^johnstonesofficial: I KNOW GREALO 🫶🫶🫶🫶 ^rubendias: congrats to you two 🤣 ^bernandocarvalhosilva: what ruben said 🫶 congrats!

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sara_botello: congrats to you both! if you need anything you know me and ayme will be happy to help ❤️‍🩹 ^inesdegenertomaz: same goes for me and bernando! 🫶

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juliaanalvarez: cute lil guy 🕷️🩵

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ilkayguendogan: 🫶🩵

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kylewalker2: new city supporter has been born 🤣🩵

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vinny.db; little guy is ready to see his daddy play irl for the first time 🥹🫶

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mancity: our new superstar! 🌟

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sara_botello: cute like his mother ❤️‍🩹

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[yarart4ever]

yall please be warned of @Tigresslover7 ...

because can we talk about this one yall.

so recently, I made a fanfiction on my ff.net account (idk why it doesn't show on the front feed but if you wanna find it it's here as well as on my account) called Scandalous. a semi-wholesome, semi-steamy TiPo fanfic for me to indulge in. which yk, it's normal. it's okay to self indulge.

but there is a fucking limit.

if yall don't know, Tigresslover is a small creator on tumblr (and apparently now on fanfiction) who's main theme is to... you guessed it... basically be in love with Tigress from kfp.

now on it's own, there's nothing wrong with that, and ofc I wouldn't be talking badly about a small account who just simply liked a fictional character, I'm a small account that fangirls over fictional characters all the time, it's chill, we all do that.

but not at the fucking expanse of other people.

like if you look at this person's account alone, obviously they praise the Tigress art when reblogging it, which is appreciated for other small artists in the kfp fandom.

but there are times where this person would just see a TiPo fanart, take it, crop out Po, leave a caption about how beautiful Tigress is and just post it on their own account. no credit. nothing.

they literally morph other people's art, even little prompts people make (my art and my prompts included) and morph it to fit their own little picture.

I decided not to say anything about it and just move on at first. there were times where Tigresslover would reblog a prompt I make with their own prompt, writing it word for word, and just cropping out Po. basically stealing my prompt.

which, again, I did not say anything about, despite my discomfort of them basically stealing my idea. but I didn't see it as anything worth being upset about as, yk, fair, my own prompts were inspired (keyword: INSPIRED.) by other mainstream sources. so I let it go without causing flames. instead, I settled my discomfort by simply blocking them just so they won't copy my work.

and you won't fucking believe what happened next.

if you think I am bluffing on the copying before hand, I understand that. but please, I beg you to read my work that I linked above, with THIS recent work that came on fanfiction.net not too long ago. in fact posted literal DAYS after I posted my work. just look at them side by side. and see for yourself the true evidence.

oh. my. fucking. god.

when I tell you I am not overexaggerating when they copied my one-shot almost word for word-

literally the only change they caused to this fic is- you guessed it- taking Po out of the picture and inserting THEIR character in it.

I can understand if they were simply inspired by my work, fanfiction is so expansive and limitless, but there are bound to be some similarities within some works, I'm obviously not the first person who thought of this scenario as in fact I took inspiration of the plot in my story from a few saucy animatics I saw on instagram, but there is a HUGE difference between being inspired by something and just blatantly copying and morphing someone else's hardwork to fit a personal view.

so anyways, I flamed them in the reviews, and bc fanfiction.net is lagging with updates and has always done so, I am going to wait until it updates well enough so that I can report them for stealing.

the reason I bring this to yall's attention (if you're still reading which if you are, thank you for sticking around) is bc I know for a fact that I'm not the first and only person they have copied, I believe I even recognised rewritten and stolen work from fellow TiPo prompt accounts, and ofc I have seen them take many iconic TiPo artists in this fandom, crop out a good portion of it just to fixate on Tigress, etc. the only problem is that I'm probably not going to be the last they steal from, which is not good at all.

you may think I'm blowing this out of proportion, but I see great value in literature and art. I love seeing the effort, time and care fanartists and fanfic writers being poured into their works, and when someone takes their work, copies it and morphes it without even bothering to give credit, it's them just showing they're diminishing that time, effort and care. and that's not okay.

do with this information what you will, if you wanna block, report for stealing, or just go about your day as it doesn't affect you, I understand your actions either way. but I am personally going to report them. bc no one deserves to have their work diminished and stolen for someone else's personal views.

#yarart says #kung fu panda #warning #kfp

[kingdaddydaichi]

So Your Husband is a Cop

Random Relationship HCs: Officer D. Sawamura Edition

⊱ cw: a teensy weensy bit of nsfw, heavy on the fluff, mention of blood/puke/brain matter (hey, your husband is a cop…these are very real occupational hazards, however I used small red strikethrough text if you wanna skip over it)

⊱ taglist: @lanaxians-2, @briokayama, + anyone else who has been patiently waiting for Chapter III of "of and for gods"...please accept this snack while I re-prioritize this series to the top of my list...I love y'all. 💋

Daichi’s shifts are always changing…one week he works first shift, four days on 3 days off…the next week he works 3rd shift. It really fucks with his sleep schedule so he’s almost always tired.

As much as you wanna spend time with him on his days off, you let him sleep in (and after you have kids, forbid the children from interrupting his sleep).

So, it’ll be midday on a Saturday or something and you’re outside weeding the flowerbeds.

He wakes up and goes to the kitchen to make himself some coffee (I see him as a coffee drinker? 100% owns a French press) and sees you through the kitchen window. A few minutes later he walks out wearing a pair of basketball shorts and an old t-shirt with the sleeves cut off and finds you in the flowerbed. You look up to see his tired but happy smile and it makes your day brighter than the sun itself.

He’s so ready to spend some time with you that he’ll just jump in or sit down and start doing whatever you’re doing with you. He asks you how your week was and laughs when you tell him a funny story, and you listen while he talks about his week. It’s kinda weird bc you live together – hell, you’re married ffs – but cops keep some fucked up hours okay? So he’s just so grateful to do even the most mundane shit with you.

“Hey babe,” he says as he approaches you with that big, cute boyish smile of his. 

“Morning sunshine,” you say to him as you lean forward to kiss him.

He pecks you on the lips and says, “It’s not morning.”

He squats down and starts helping you pull weeds and just chats with you. Asks you how you’re holding up and making sure you’re okay with the fact that half the time you don’t get to sleep together.

He knows it’s not easy being married to a police officer.

Never mind the comments and looks you get when people find out you’re married to a cop.

Even a couple of your friends stopped talking to you when your relationship with Daichi got serious. 

He had told you he’d understand if you didn’t want to be with him because of how it was affecting other relationships in your life.

You’d been crying, upset about having been dumped by a friend.

Daichi sat down to comfort you and told you he’d understand if you wanted to end things with him. 

That's when you got mad.

“No! Fuck that, Daichi! They don’t know you! If they refuse to see past your badge then that’s on them and they can fuck right off! Shame on them for judging you – for judging us! – when they know nothing about the man behind the badge! They don’t know what an amazing person you are! They don’t know about the sacrifices you’ve made, they don’t know how selfless and kind and caring you are! If they can’t be happy for me when I’ve finally got a really, really good man in my life then good fucking riddance. That just leaves more room for you – someone who wants me to be happy no matter what!”

He was taken aback by your rant, but was so moved by your words. That’s when he knew you were the one and the man damn near cried when he wrapped you up in his arms and told you how much he loves and cherishes you. “Are you happy with me, (Y/n)?”

Sobbing into his chest, you nodded. “Yes!”

He laid his cheek on top of your head and squeezed you tight. “It’s just that I don’t wanna be the reason you cry, honey.”

“You’re not the reason I’m crying, baby.” Your shaky voice came through muffled. “They are. This isn’t your fault. Fuck them. I love you, Daichi n’I wanna be with you.”

Yep. It took him another year to get around to asking you, but he knew right then he was gonna marry you one day. 

Then there’s the fact that his job is dangerous – more than once he has come home with someone else’s dried blood on his skin. Getting puked on after pulling over a drunk driver is always fun, he jokes. Finding a homicide victim’s brain matter on his uniform though…he doesn’t joke about that.

☀️🌈🍭Anyways!🍭🌈☀️

He does a lot of little things to make sure you know you’re still the love of his life. 

Tells you he loves you a lot. Expect lots of cheek, forehead, and top of the head kisses. He’ll do as much as he can around the house on his days off to help you out. 

I feel like he likes working outside a lot when he’s home? When the weather is nice anyway. 

If it’s really hot you’ll bring him a long, tall glass of water (like him heh) or lemonade. 

He smiles when he sees you walking towards him, stops whatever he’s doing, and lifts the bottom of his shirt to wipe his face - one of many opportunities you seize to enjoy the view of his glorious abs. 

He guzzles the cold drink before giving the glass back to you. “Thank you, babe,” he says and then wipes his mouth with his arm before leaning down to kiss your cheek.

But at the same time you won’t let him do too much. Or you start fussing if he does. “There is such a thing as sacred rest, Daichi.” Or “You work too much, honey.” Or (pouting) “Babyyy, come get in the shower with meeee. Wanna spend time with youuuu.” That last one he can almost never resist. 

Ugh he’s so sexy when he’s all sweaty and hot tho. 

Go ahead and get used to getting random texts and calls from mutual friends and family members: “Hey, what’s going on over at (x)? Is Daichi there?” “Is Daichi on duty? Why are there so many patrol cars over near (x)?” “I saw (x) doing blah blah at (x)…can you send Daichi over to take a look?” (bonus points if it’s his day off). Like bitch, I’m not his dispatch, I’m his wifey?

Also - I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention the obligatory fact that he keeps a spare set of handcuffs and its keys in the drawer of his nightstand.

I think the first time you wanted him to put them on you made him feel kinda weird bc cuffing people was something he did for real and it felt like an abuse of his power. 

That was right up until you looked up at him with doe eyes and a finger on your pouting lip and said, “But I want you to arrest me, Officer Sawamura.” Then you turned around and gave him a not-so-innocent booty shake. “I’ve been a bad girl.”

#daddy daichi 🧎🏼‍♀️ #daichi #sawamura #daichi sawamura #daichi x f!reader #daichi sawamura x f!reader #daichi x y/n #daichi sawamura x y/n #daichi x you #daichi sawamura x you #daichi headcanons #daichi sawamura headcanons #haikyuu headcanons #hq headcanons #officer daichi sawamura can nail my naughty ass to the wall anytime he damn well pleases

[lizzielikeborden]

hi :)

i just saw that you were accepting requests for eddie munson (stranger things)

and i was wondering if you could do a eddie x reader where she (or they, as you prefer) ask him to fake date bc she wants to piss off her parents lol (clearly it’s based on the song 18 by anarbor but anyway-)

problem is that they really fall in love with each other, but they’re scared to admit because they’re not sure if the feeling is mutual…

(idk if that makes sense??)

thank youuuu <3

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When will you bring home a nice boy? How come you never bring any boyfriends home? You need to get yourself out there more and fall in love, that’s what teenagers do.

The voices of your parents echo in your head, added with their story of how they met. For a week straight ever since the announcement that the neighbor girl had gotten engaged to her high school sweetheart came out they heckled you and poked at you to find a boy, to find someone to date, to find teenage love. It’s not like you never had crushes or little relationships but a lack of interest in love life was more the problem. But whatever, if they wanted you to bring someone home you would, but nice and well behaved he wouldn’t be. You had a friend who you hoped would help you out. 

“Eddie! Wait up!” You had stood too outside the school spacing out waiting to see him which had made you almost miss him. 

“Princess! What do you want!” Eddie gave you the same enthusiasm back as he spun around and started slowing down walking backwards. 

“I have to ask a favor of you.” Walking faster you caught up with him, those around you gave you stares and looked around as he accidentally kept bumping into people. 

“What do I get out of it?” Eddie grabbed your hand and spun himself under your arm to walk right next to you and face the direction of the rest of the crowd walking out of the school. 

“You don’t even know what the favor is.” You laughed as he walked with you fluffing his hair and twisting his rings around his fingers

“I can guarantee you I’ve done worse.” He put emphasis on guarantee as you both stopped walking, now far away enough to not interrupt the flow of traffic. 

“Will you come over to dinner tonight to meet my parents and pretend to be my boyfriend so they’ll leave me alone?” You said everything as fast as you could squinting your eyes and scrunching up your face scared of his reaction. 

“Sure, what time?” He shrugged his shoulders and looked at you dead in the eyes like what you just said wasn’t possible madness. 

“Five oclock, don’t dress up, make sure at least one tattoo is visible, keep all the rings, chains and anything else that you love to wear on.” You gave him a quick run down seeing how calm he was with the idea of tricking your parents. 

“Rockin’ dress code,” He nodded his head and moved his head around as he did. On the inside he was curious a little as to why you were being so specific with his appearance and why out of everyone you could’ve asked this to you waited for him and asked him. 

“Just be authentically yourself, full on, one hundred percent. No differences in speaking, body language, or language in general.” You were banking on saying that and hoping it wouldn’t strike his nerves at all, nor come off as strange. 

“You can count on that, and you can count on me. I’ll see you tonight sweetheart, don’t be late!” Eddie picked your hand up and kissed the back of it before bowing a little and walking away. 

“Wait! Don’t you wanna know what you get out of it!” You yelled in his direction not caring if anyone heard what you said regardless of how it sounded. But, Eddie just kept walking away from you, which made you wonder what you had said that was good enough for him to not see anything out of it. 

“Something tells me this could be a bad idea.” You whispered under your breath moving to go to your transportation mode. Just so you could head home and tell your parents that you finally decided to let them meet your boyfriend. You knew that they’d be slightly peeved at you for just now bringing him up, and doing this on such short notice. But you also knew that they’d be ecstatic to hear that you have a boyfriend and that he’s coming over finally… 

4:44 PM

“Put the napkins down and then the silverware on top of them, I want this to look nice, I don’t want him to think we’re messy.” Your mother spoke as she cleaned the same counter she had cleaned over and over again. She insisted that the two of you scrub the house clean and pick up every little dust particle before company came over, but especially someone as important and new as the mystery boy. 

“The boy isn’t gonna care about the silverware.” Your dad mumbled under his breath sitting at the table fiddling with his napkin. 

“He may not even touch it.” You whispered to yourself as you sat down the last knife and turned over the side of the napkin to rest around the base of all three pieces. 

“I’m sure he will appreciate the clean house and the etiquette.” Your mother snapped back and you realized how much fun this was really going to be knowing that good and goddamn well Eddie didn’t even care if his shoes were two different types as long as they were the same color. 

“Anyone home!” All three of your heads snapped towards the door hearing someone pound on the poor front door like they were gonna punch it open if someone didn’t move faster to twist and pull the knob. Both of your parents looked at one another as it continued.

“Yes!” You laughed and ran over to the door pulling open the door you were immediately met with a huge bear hug. 

“Hey babe.” He picked you up a little bit carrying you further inside the house still holding you around the waist in the hug. 

“You’re early.” You laughed into his shoulder, you could see your mother in your peripheral vision, eyes wide. Letting go of Eddie you took in his appearance, he was wearing his classic Hellfire Club shirt, black jeans with a chain, chunky rings, and black boots. 

“I was just too excited to meet mom and dad to be late.” Eddie was being quite loud as he peaked around your head and smiled at your mother taking one hand off your waist waving at her enthusiastically. 

Spinning around you had to see the look on your mom's face when she saw Eddie fully, she smiled lightly still looking somewhat afraid. Smiling even wider you locked your hand with Eddie knowing that her eyes were directly placed on his tattoo. 

“D-dinner is almost ready.” She piped up tucking some hair behind her ear before turning on her heels and going back into the kitchen. 

“Thanks mom!” Eddie shouted, still holding your hand. 

“Thank you so much for coming.” You whispered to him, now standing directly in front of him with a real smile. 

“Anything for you princess.” He winked with wide eyes before taking your other hand and squeezing both of them at the same time. 

“Still haven’t met my dad.” Laughing, you stuck out your tongue about thinking about how your mother must be either scolding your father to behave because the boy you brought home was not the image either of them had pictured while also talking in shock. 

“Daddy!” Eddie grabbed you by the hand, leading his own way through the house, following where he had saw your mother go. 

“Did that boy just yell ‘daddy’ at me?” Your father turned and looked as the two of you were now standing in the entryway of the dining room where he sat. 

“Dad, Eddie,” you gestured at Eddie who was smiling ear to ear, “Eddie, dad.” You returned the same gesture. 

“Eddie Munson.” Your father did not reach out to shake Eddie’s so he took it upon himself to grab his hand off the table and shake it. 

“Y/D/N.” He begrudgingly shook the boy's hand back, looking him up and down. 

“Dinner’s ready, Y/n why don’t you uh come here and help me.” Nodding you let go of Eddie’s hand and he whipped one of the chairs from the table and sat directly in front of your father facing him. 

“So, what do you think?” Whispering to your mom you took plates out of the cabinet, and sat them down next to where your mom was going to place the food.

“He’s certainly got a lot of energy.” She moved around you to put what she had made on the plates. “He’s also got a tattoo and wears more jewelry than me.” 

“He’s got more than one tattoo, and it’s just his sense of style.” Taking two plates from the counter you walked away to put them on the table before she could say anything else. 

“This looks great, mom.” You sat down in front of Eddie as your mother brought out two more plates and sat in front of your father. 

“Thank you Eddie, it’s Eddie right?” As she sat down she put her napkin in her lap setting her area perfectly. 

“The one and only.” He winked at her before unfolding his napkin and eating quickly. 

“So, do you play any sports?” Your father asked leaning forward as he started to eat as well. 

“No, I don't play with balls.” Choking on your drink a little you couldn’t help but laugh at least a little bit at the shared reaction within the table. 

“Anyway, what does your shirt refer to? What’s the Hellfire Club?” Her voice faltered after reading the shirt more. 

“Only the official club of D&D that I lead.” Mid sentence he swallowed all the food in his mouth so that he could put more volume behind his leadership role. 

“D and D? I don’t follow.” Your mother was trying to hold the conversation with him because the look on your fathers face was priceless after the balls comment, he was staring at Eddie like he was an alien. 

“Babe, you didn’t tell them about the coolest game ever invented?” You were now the center of attention, all eyes were on you. 

“No one knows it better than you, I couldn’t give it justice.” Pouting his lip he dropped his fork on his plate. 

Suddenly he threw both his hands into his chest palms pressing against his shirt, his rings facing out towards everyone at the table, “My heart. It’s so full.” His dramatics had you grinning ear to ear and your parents in shock. 

“Go on, tell them all about it, I love hearing you talk about it.”  You waved your fork at him as he cracked his knuckles leaning back in the chair. You really did love listening to him talk, you also loved watching the way he talked.

“Dungeons and Dragons is a game about coming into your power within and telling stories.  It's based in a swords and sorcery fantasy setting, but you can choose whether to join a pirate crew, explore a jungle, or participate in a political scheme. Everything is up to you, from your appearance to your actions to what happens next. The dice are only there to assist you.” Using his hands he explained everything, you watched in awe as he talked about something that meant a lot to him. 

“You run a board game club? Sounds like,” Your father looked to your mother to finish his sentence, “Fun. Sounds like a lot of fun.” 

“It’s more than a board game dad, truly it’s so much more involved and interesting.” You added onto the points being made.

“Do you play this dragon’s game?” Your mother turned her head to face you so fast you could almost hear her neck crack. 

“No, but I love to sit with Eddie, watch him and the boys play.” A sigh of relief left your mothers mouth, “Eddie and I do enjoy music together though.”  It would've been ridiculous to not bring up music when talking about Eddie, and that wasn't a lie, a lot of times Eddie would hum music he loved listening to towards you or he would just show you on his radio. Better yet he would play you a song on his guitar that he learned.

“Music? What kind of music?” Happy to change the conversation your father looked to you to do so bringing up something new. 

“Dio, Judas Priest,” Before you could continue Eddie did it for you, “Megadeath, Motorhead, Accept.” 

“You- Y/n. You’re listening to rock music?” You nodded your head looking at your mom as you put your napkin on your plate. 

“Eddie plays the guitar, he's really good at it.” Rising from your seat you saw that Eddie’s plate was also empty, so you walked around to him and picked up his plate kissing him on the cheek when you bent down. The action made your heart jump and his adrenaline spike.

He put the devil horns behind his head and stuck out his tongue once you rose, “Rock on.” Your mother gasped and jumped at his words and actions. 

“Well, it was nice having dinner with you, I think it’s time for me to go to bed.” Your father rose from his seat and pushed in his chair. Clearly he was angry at the very least with what had happened.

“Dad, it’s not even seven.” You chuckled while walking out to get his plate. 

“Goodnight everyone.” Ignoring your comment, your father hurried out of the room. 

“I need to go make my side of the bed, Eddie, you are welcome to stay and hang out with her. There’s water and pop in the fridge, if you need anything else just ask Y/n.”  She spoke fast as she stood from the table finally breaking from being perfect and put together abandoning her plate. 

“Thank you mom. It was lovely to meet you.” Eddie jumped up from his seat and bowed at your mother a bit before snatching her plate and handing it to you. 

“You-yeah of course you’re welcome.” She stuttered and moved out of the room. 

Standing in the kitchen you washed the dishes, Eddie leaned on the counter next to you. 

“I meant what I said earlier, thank you for coming.” Turning to face him you opened the drawer to pull out a towel. 

“I meant what I said earlier, anything for you princess.” His voice was genuine and so was the way he was looking at you. 

The two of you took a moment just staring at one another, but it wasn’t an awkward silence, it was a nervous silence before Eddie broke it, “Don’t think your parents like me.” 

“They’re just not used to you.” Before you could change the ending to “people like you” you realized how naturally that had come out of your mouth. 

“It’s they’re lucky day since they were being fooled.” Eddie all of a sudden didn’t sound like Eddie at all, it was too calm, too quiet, almost solemn. 

“I’m not going to tell them that.” You shook your head letting out air that would be close to being considered a laugh. 

“What are you gonna tell them then? What’s our breakup story?” Your heart sunk to the bottom of your stomach. You hadn’t really thought about how fake this all was, what was fake from him and what was real. Because you hadn’t had a plan, not for conversations, not how you would touch him, none of it. You just did all that by nature. The two of you weren’t super close before this but were good enough friends to get along. You almost always picked him to walk with and he did the same for you. You leaned on each other for little things. 

“Do I need to come up with one? You came up with all of this.” Eddie pointed at you with both of his hands. 

“I didn’t come up with all of this. It wasn’t like that. I just did those things, I wasn’t thinking about them when I did or said them.” You felt like your mom earlier, repeating the same action over and over again rubbing the same dish. 

“I have a thought,” He strung out the word thought taking two steps closer to you, “What if we don’t tell them a break up story?” 

“What would we tell them then?” You could feel him standing next to you if he moved his arm even a little he would be touching yours. 

“Nothing they haven’t already seen and heard.” Eddie wasn’t sure whether to directly say how he felt or what he wanted because he couldn’t gauge your reaction or feelings based on what you were doing. 

“I have an even better thought.” You sucked a lot of air into your lungs, putting the dish and rag down, “What if we never tell them what this was and instead we forget that this was supposed to be fake. Unless.” You didn’t get the chance to finish your sentence. 

“I wasn’t pretending.” Eddie cut you off assuming that he knew where you were going with this. 

“So then this is all real?” Facing one another you looked up at him, “We set ourselves up.” 

“Worth. Every. Minute.” Eddie pulled you forward wrapping his arms around your waist kissing the top of your head…

#eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x reader #stranger things #stranger things fanfiction

[alec-1016]

hey i watched and finished 911 lone star this week, so imma bring uo something that is very old(s1 or 2) but that impacted me A LOT

And that is the first(second? one of the first) tarlos fight, about Carlos telling his parents TK was his friend. I understand and feel for TK, especially after being fresh from a traumatic break up from a relationship in which he was clearly more invested than his partner(fuck u alex).

But I feel so much for Carlos. I am brazilian, like Rafael, and I feel like i live in the Reyes household, when Carlos was young. I am Carlos at 17, coming out, being hugged, being loved, and then having that part of himself be pushed under the rug. I will never come out to my extended family. I may take a while to transition medically, or never transition, not because I live with especially close-minded people, but because I live with humans that are sometimes afraid of what they don't know.

When Carlos said "I don't wanna rub their noses in it" I felt that, because I can't even talk to my mom about Lone Star without telling her that what drew me to it was the queer rep, esp the trans rep. Lat time I talked to my mom about a show like this, it was Star Trek Discovery, and she said "Wow, are there only gay people in these things you watch?". Needless to say, I tend to refrain from mentioning characters that arent cishet now.

I will have to cut contact with most of my family when I come out, if I wanna get married, get my name changed, etc.

When TK said "I thought they were nice people" and Carlos said "They ARE nice people. But they are not perfect" I felt that because I love my mom. She supported me though all of my crazy dreams, and my depressive episodes, my autism diagnosis. But she doesn't see her son when she looks at me, and she can't say my name. I have complicated feelings about my father, because he is a cheater w anger issues, but he calls me his son. He sends me articles on trans rights here in my town. He wants to see me become whatever I want. But he also left.

What I wanna say is, I never realized I needed latino rep in my media until I got it, especially queer latino rep. I am white passing, though both my grandmothers are/were black, so I always thought I was ok with seeing characters that were brunettes, like Hermione, or Belle. But seeing Encanto, and now Lone Star I actually saw my family there, with the mess and the thousands of tios and tias and primos, and the catholic guilt and the good food.

What I'm saying is Rafa said "The fact that we [Ronen and Rafa/ TK and Carlos] can just walk into your living room without your asking? Yeah, that brings me joy" bc ls is not a queer show.It's a show about first responders, and some of them happen to be queer. It's not next to RuPaul's drag race on the straming catalogue, but next to action shows. And it reminds me that people think that is "shoving it in theur faces". Because they feel queer rep, and queer PEOPLE should come with a warning, because they ferl they have the right to simply ignore out existence. Sometimes ut feels like simply existing is "shoving it in their faces" and I'm tired.

I am very privileged in my country, being the child of university professors, even though both of them grew up very poor. I am middle class, with fairly open parents and a queer sister, and for that I am grateful, and I realize that my situation is better than a lot of people's. I am not denying that. But it feels nice to see a story that looks like mine, not just a face. A story in US media, that I grew up watching and worshipping, far more than the relatively conservative media from Brazil(especially the novelas, jesus christ, someone save us from globo, recodrd and band and sbt), with a boy that reminds me so much of myself. With a trans male character for fuck's sake, that has to deal with the mess of dating as a trans person, of navigating your family and your transition. These people showed me that I am not alone.

Also Rafael is from my town and ever since I foumd that out I have been giggling internally, you guys have no clue 😅😅

Oh well, another rant no one asked for but I delivered anyways. I am very depressed, very disphoric and very hyperfixated on 911 ls, so...sorry, not sorry?

#Rafael Silva #911 #911 lone star #carlos reyes #tk strand #tyler kennedy strand #tarlos #latino #latina #latine #latinx #latino rep #brasil #brazil

[cerealmonster15]

I’m acting on a whim and posting some unfinished(?) fanfic stuff I wrote like a year ago. Part of my many branches of caterella aus that has vague reference to one of my rsa ocs (dañarte)… but with a cater/idia main plot with jamil/azul happening in he background. My blurbs ended in a bit of a sad spot BUT it was always the intention in my mind that there would be happy resolutions 🙏 these were just little things I wrote for my friend and me bc it was an au we talked about…

Context: idia and cater are bonding, but only online over magicam, and idia is kinda catfishing cater (though not maliciously). when i was trying to name my original rsa oc (char) and looking at names, eppa was one of my initial possible choices. It was maybe my friend who had the idea initially of idia having a fake, RSA princely identity that cater gets to know over magicam?

Eventually I picked char for my actual guy, and dañarte became his cousin via me making typos and more discord sillies lol, but prince eppa became a pseudonym for idia and created another branch for the story. I’ve talked a bit about the dañarte lore and some of that comes into play here. Char I guess would too but I don’t think he got mentioned anywhere lol sorry buddy. But ya idia is pretending to be a prince at rsa named eppa who “secretly likes video games” or whatever I think lol. Idia likes his bond with cater but can’t even begin to think of how cater would react if he found out idia was lying to him.

Anyway. This is more cater/idia (and board game boys friendship) focused than anything (lots of idia pov pining lol) and idk if anyone would wanna read it but I’m putting it here to record keep anyway. No ao3 Bc It’s very unedited and unfinished and just kinda blurb writing lol

But it’s the only time if technically written for caydia. And I do like it. It’s just embarrassing bc I get embarrassed with my oc things and my love for romance drama but i guess I’ve been exposing more of it lately lol… shout out to anyone who recognizes the fic I’m referencing that I DID post lol.

Anyway. Copy pasted from my Google docs:

Idia’s computer pinged as a message appeared on screen.

C.Dia - eppa, are u awake?

Idia looked at the clock, startled. It was 3AM… Idia was still up because he was grinding a new event in one of his many, many, many games, but what the heck was Cater Diamond doing up at this hour? Had he just gotten back from a party?

PrinceEppa: ya, why r u tho? It’s crazy late lol

C.Dia: lol ikr

C.Dia: i just cant sleep rn >.<

PrinceEppa: how come?

C.Dia: i got into a fight w/my bf again…

Idia sighed at his computer. Right… Cater’d started dating that prettyboy from RSA.

PrinceEppa: 0~0 thats like the third time this month…

C.Dia: ya ik ;-;

Idia fiddled with the strings on his hoodie. He didn’t really know if his heart could take hearing Cater talk about another guy, but the thought of Cater laying around sad and alone made him ache just as bad… But what was he supposed to say in times like these? Idia didn’t know anything about comforting someone about relationships! He barely talked to people in general!

Thankfully, Cater kept going and spared Idia the anguish of trying to figure out what to do next.

C.Dia: are u going to bed rn?

PrinceEppa: no lol ill be up for a while longer.

C.Dia: royalty keeps busy at all hours huh?

Idia tensed at the mention of his lies.

PrinceEppa: something like that. Balancing the princely duties and the princely gamer sessions is tough work 😌

C.Dia: LOL. never change eppa <3

His face grew warm, a bittersweet swelling filling his chest.

C.Dia: can u chat with me a lil longer then?

C.Dia: tell me about ur day or ur games or w/e? I kinda just want a distraction, i dont really wanna be alone rn

C.Dia: if ur not busy anyway >.< it’s oki if you wanna focus on ur gamer mode lololol

Idia paused for a moment, before moving his mouse and closing out of his game. The rest of the event grind could wait.

PrinceEppa: im never too busy for you, cay.

C.Dia: thx <3

Sometimes, even for the prince of otakus, there were more important things than gaming…

But only when those things were really, really, really special.

*

“I heard Cater and that RSA boyfriend of his broke up.” Azul spoke after several minutes of silently moving chess pieces around the board.

Idia frowned. “Don’t try and use that as a distraction from the game just because I’m winning.”

Azul kept his face neutral so as not to betray any bluff he might have. “Perish the thought. I just thought his sweet prince eppa would be interested in such information.”

“SHH!” Idia hissed. “Not so loud! Besides, I-I already know. He told me…”

Azul raised an eyebrow. “He told you, or he told Eppa?”

Idia focused on the chess piece he moved. “Same thing.”

Azul sighed as he took his own piece and contemplated his next move. “Hardly. Honestly, how can you ever expect to move your relationship forward if you don’t unmask yourself? All this bonding will be for nothing if you don’t use it to the full extent!”

Idia rolled his eyes. “I don’t wanna hear it from you of all people. How long have you been saying you’re gonna ask Jamil out?”

It was Azul’s turn to shush Idia, face reddening. “How is that even relevant?!”

Idia grinned. “Cuz you keep going on and on to me about how I should be more confident with Cater, but you won’t even take the plunge with Jamil! Hypocrisy much?”

“I’m simply waiting for the right time. I would be a fool if I didn’t stick with my patient strategy of getting him to warm up to me before striking! Move too early, and I’ll undo all my progress…”

Idia sighed, thinking back to all the hours he’d spent DMing Cater under a fake name. They’d gotten quite close, but as far as Cater knew, Idia was still that vague acquaintance in the back of his classes.

If he messed up by telling him his identity at the wrong moment, or didn’t phrase it right…

“Lost progress… that’s exactly what I’m afraid of…”

*

“Idia!” Cater’s cheerful voice called out as he approached the lecture hall desks. “You’re in person again today; that’s three for three this week!” He spoke with a smile as he slid into the seat next to Idia.

Idia jumped at the sudden appearance of his classmate. “O-oh, uh, yeah…”

“Oh, B-T-W, did you hear that Azul and Jamil were on a date Friday night?” Cater said in a half-whisper, leaning close to Idia’s ear.

“Uhh…” Idia didn’t really know how to answer that. Sure, he knew Azul had some overly complicated date-but-not-a-date plan to get Jamil to hang out with him, and then ask him out for real, but how did Cater hear about…?

“I was hangin’ out with the pop music club on Friday when Ruggie texted Kalim that he was serving their table! Isn’t that just crazy?”

Ah. Kalim and Ruggie. That explained it all.

“I mean, I always wondered if those two had something goin’ on, y’know? Like, they had that ‘will they, wont they, playing hard to get’ kind of vibe. Super cute, if you ask me.”

Idia wasn’t really sure that ‘cute’ was a good way to describe anything those two were involved in, but he simply nodded his head along to Cater’s blathering, as he discreetly pulled his phone out of his pocket and switched to his Prince Eppa magicam account, reading the messages from that morning.

PrinceEppa: howre u feeling?

C.Dia: like total trash lol…..

C.Dia: ik he was a jerk but like i miss him, yknow??

C.Dia: or maybe i just miss having someone there. And its almost valentines day lol. Shit timing amirite?

PrinceEppa: that really does suck… im sorry, cater.

C.Dia: thanks, it’s oki tho. Better to get it overwith lol

C.Dia: i really dont wanna get out of bed or go to class…

PrinceEppa: mood

PrinceEppa: u really should tho. Ik it’s hard but itll feel worse if u stay there all alone

C.Dia: urk. Idk if i have the energy to be around people today

PrinceEppa: tbh i get that… i dont rlly wanna go face people either today…

PrinceEppa: how about we try it together?

C.Dia: i wish u went to my school so we really could go to class together <3

C.Dia: but oki. I'll try, for you :)

PrinceEppa: :)

If Cater really was feeling as bad as he felt, he was pretty good at hiding it with that blinding smile and bubbly laughter.

Sure, Idia’s first instinct would be to immediately enable anyone that wanted to spend the day hiding in bed, but… The thought of Cater lying alone in the dark with his thoughts just made Idia sad.

And, if he did that, Idia wouldn’t get to see him in class today…

“Oooh, do you think Azul and Jamil are gonna go out again on Valentine’s day?”

That depends on what Jamil answered on Azul’s questionnaire, Idia thought to himself. He was sure he’d get a full report from Azul later that day at their next club meeting.

Cater sighed. “Another Valentine’s day, and Cay-Cay’s single yet again!” He smiled, but Idia felt that his eyes weren’t lit as bright as they normally were as he spoke. “But, I’m sure some of the boys at Heartslabyul will be hangin’ around like always. It’s never lonely when you live with friends!” He turned to face Idia again. “What about you, Idia? Any steamy plans for Valentine’s day?”

“U-uh…” Idia started fiddling with his hair. It was now or never. ‘A-Actually, Cater… M-my dorm, Ignihyde, we’re h-hosting a movie night that night… Y’know, ‘cause a lot of us don’t really have plans for Valentine’s day and don’t wanna be sulking alone…” He swallowed a lump in his throat and took a deep breath. “...Y-you can come join, i-if you want…?”

Cater blinked a few times, a look of surprise on his face, before breaking into a smile and giving Idia’s arm a small squeeze of a hug. “OMG, movie night at Ignihyde?! I hear you guys have like, the sickest setup! That sounds great; count me in!”

Idia breathed a sigh of relief as the professor began class.

A few seconds in, his phone quietly vibrated as a single message came through. Idia glanced at it from down in his jacket pocket.

C.Dia: a rlly sweet guy in my class just invited me to hang out w/him and his dormmates on valentines day

C.Dia: u were right about getting out of bed. i think ill be okay today ^.^

***

“Hey, Idia…” Cater put his phone down, magicam abandoned where he’d paused on a video of a turtle swimming around an aquarium. “We’ve gotten a bit closer lately, huh?”

Idia paused the game he had up on his tablet. “H-huh? Oh, uh, y-yeah…”

“So, uh,” Cater played with a strand of his hair. “Do you mind if I talk to you about something a little… personal?”

Idia froze. Abort mission, find an escape route, he was not a high enough level for this kind of topic yet! Maybe Eppa was, but Idia!?

And yet, he couldn’t bring himself to just say no when Cater was looking at him with those soft green eyes.

“S-sure…”

“Thanks! Y’know, you’re really sweet, and like, such a good listener…”

Idia hoped the redness of his face was hidden behind the flames of his hair that flickered in every direction.

“And I’ve just been feeling so… confused lately, about where my heart’s at. My feelings feel like they’re being pulled in so many different directions!”

Idia could feel his heart hammering in his chest.

Cater sighed, laying his head down on the table. “My ex asked me on a date today. He wants me to give him another chance.”

The burning sensation from Idia’s insides made a 180 as he felt his blood go cold. This was the last thing he wanted to hear his normie crush come and tell him without warning…

“And the craziest part? I said I’d think about it.”

Oh god.

“I know that’s like, totally insane after everything that happened, but… I dunno, seeing him around now that he goes to school here just has my head all scrambled!” He picked his head up from the table, opened his phone again, and gave the turtle video a like before standing back up suddenly. “Gosh, sorry, I don’t know why I just came over here and dumped that on you, Idia. I guess I just find you so easy to talk to, I get a little carried away!” He said with a nervous laugh.

Lucky Idia.

“But, don’t worry about it. I’ll figure things out for myself. It’ll be A-okay!” Cater gave an unconvincing thumbs up before turning to leave.

Super lucky.

*

“Azul, today might actually be the worst day of my life.” Idia said as he dragged himself into the clubroom and plopped down in the seat across from Azul in their usual spot.

“...Hm? Oh, hello, Idia.” Azul looked up from his phone. “I believe you said the same thing when you came in here to lament about Cater getting together with his… boyfriend, a while back.” Azul seemed tense at the very concept of Danarte. He hadn’t exactly been a fan of the guy since he transferred to not just NRC, but into Scarabia specifically, where he’d made a point to hover around Kalim and Jamil as much as possible.

“I mean, it’s basically the same level of despair. Cater just told me Danarte not only asked him out, but that he’s considering it!” Idia dropped his head facedown onto the table in sorrow. “Like, how could I lose to the same guy twice!? Ugh, honestly, there’s no one as pathetic as me. I am having the WORST time, and NO ONE could possibly understand the agony I’m in right now!”

Azul chuckled, his tone solemn and hollow. “I’ll do you one better. Jamil broke up with me today.”

Wait, what?

Idia’s head shot up as he squinted at Azul, who was gazing sadly at his phone again. “Huh!? Wh- Huh!? What happened?”

Azul sighed. “We had another fight- and I mean, you know how we are. We have our differences, our disagreements, and the two of us can be a bit… stubborn at times. But we always figure it out! We were doing so well… At least, I thought we were.” Azul rested his chin in his hands. “But I suppose Jamil didn’t feel that way. He said he’d had enough of the relationship. Enough of me.”

Azul bowed his head to stare down at the table.

Idia wondered if he was trying not to cry. He looked out the window, both out of respect, and also because it felt kind of awkward to stare at his friend who was clearly just barely holding it together after getting dumped.

After a few seconds of awkward silence, when it was clear neither of them wanted to discuss their woes anymore, Idia spoke. “Uh, wanna play the VR headset boardgames today? Now’s kinda the perfect time to… Escape reality, right?”

Azul lifted his gaze to Idia. “...You just want to make me use the virtual dice again because you know I can’t use my perfected dice strategy on them, don’t you?” He straightened his posture, standing up to get the headsets. “I’ll have you know I won’t let your silly game of virtual chance best me today!”

Oh thank god that worked. Idia didn’t think either of them could handle any more emotions for the day, so he stood up and followed Azul with a grin. “Hehe, we’ll see about that, Azul.”

#cereal writes #ocs #oc: dañarte #kind of. he’s not here but he’s involved #uhhh I’m not putting my mess in the main tags #ur allowed to rb or whatever I just dhfbgbgbg I can’t put this in the tags #it’s by will of god if u see it. or if you happen to be looking on my blog for things I guess LOL #I wrote these bits spaced out over time too #each chunk was as I had a later idea and it was in order as I went #but Idr how far apart they were #last time was apparently sept last year #anyway the point was cater and idia could be a lil more real with each other online #cater a bit more open about his melancholy #and idia more encouraging and then #pushing himself to be in person more both motivated by cay to see him #and bc their convos make him wanna be better or whatever idk #sorry the jamiazu bits may not make sense if you haven’t done the prerequisite reading LOL it’s not a big deal tho