#i wished someone would understand me in my way y'know

[meanbossart]

Oh boy, VaM is kind of a trial and error experience LOL I couldn't really show you how to use the interface and stuff without a whole video or something, but it's not THAT difficult to get a hang of if you just give yourself a day or two to play around, not to mention the number of tutorials you find out there. Luckily, if you only want to use it as a reference software that makes the process far easier (to this day I have no idea how to animate on that thing, since that's not what I use it for)

As for how I use it, it's pretty self explanatory - if there's a complicated pose I want to draw but I'm either having trouble with it, or just want to double-check angles/anatomy, I will use it as a resource! I use for most of my "proper" pieces (y'know, the nicer looking ones) and every once in a while for my silly comics if I'm having trouble with a pose.

Lets use this drawing for example (the character on top of DU drow belongs to @namespara )

I don't draw a lot of mud-wrestling (shocking, I know) but I had an idea of the kind of pose I wanted them to be in. So the very first thing I did was make a rough sketch of what I was envisioning:

I often do a rough sketch first, even If I know I'm going to be pulling the program up because A) It's less tedious than adjusting the models over and over again until I pick a pose and B) because sometimes I'll decide I don't need the reference, after all, and so that's 30 minutes I'll have spared myself of playing around on the software.

Now, this is a pretty complicated pose! It's in a weird angle and the bodies are making contact in ways I'm not used to depicting, so I did choose to whip out VaM for this one. I went into the program and after some messing around, I flopped my little dolls together like this:

Now something really cool about VaM is that you can completely customize your models, and if you have the patience, I would definitely encourage you to do so! Obviously, you don't have to make picture perfect replicas of every single character you have, but as you can see here I have made a DU drow "decoy" to help me better understand some of his features when I draw him: he has a strong brow, a short nose, a square jawline - these are all going to look a very specific way from certain angles, and I might not always be sure of how to draw it right! So it's useful to have models that bear SOME semblance to the character so you can better understand how different viewpoints will affect their bone structure and mass.

Also thank fucking god for the elf-ear slider. Figuring out how to draw those shits from certain angles was a huge pain in the ass when I started drawing DnD races.

So, with the reference in hand, I go over the sketch again:

Now you may notice that I don't stick to the reference 100%. There's three reasons for this:

posing on VaM is tedious as hell. You can get something incredibly natural looking and picture-perfect to reference from if you wish, but it's going to take you hours to do. So, for the most part I just slap guys together until the results are "close enough" and use that.

In my opinion, you should always aim to ENHANCE your reference material, not replicate it exactly!

While VaM is a PRETTY DANG GOOD source of anatomical reference, it isn't perfect, I often supplement it with further reference from real life resources or make tweaks based on my own knowledge where I catch it falling short (and, antithetical to what I just said, I sometimes fuck the anatomy up further on purpose if I think it looks better that way LOL it's all jazz baby).

Then lines, color, yada yada. I don't have a tutorial on that and I don't think I could make one, because my process is chaotic as hell, but I do at times use Virt-a-mate as loose reference for lighting too when coloring - waaaaayyyy less so however, because that process is even more tedious and I feel like I often get better results by just winging it. It is a feature of the program though, and I'm sure it would be helpful for someone who has a difficult time visualizing lights and shadows. I only started using this program a few months ago, so I happened to already have a pretty good understanding of that kind of thing and just don't personally feel like I get much out of that particular mechanic.

Here's a few other examples of pieces that I made reference for (WARNING: Suggestive)

Now, for the question many of you may want to ask:

"Can I trace this junk?"

And to that, I say: Buddy, you can do whatever the hell you want with the reference material you created.

However,

If your goal is to learn and improve your art, and to recreate realistic proportions and anatomy from memory, tracing won't help you.

Developing your own style, your muscle memory, and personal technique will all be hindered by choosing to trace instead of drawing from observation, so I would encourage against it. Hell - even when tracing is employed as a technique, it's usually by high-skill realism & concept artists who are looking to either cut some corners, save time, or just double-check their own proportions in order to improve further - if you try tracing as a beginner, you will most definitely find the result to still look stiff and "off".

So trust me, there is so much more to be gained from drawing from observation. Make note of tangents, compare proportions, use all the elements of the picture to dictate where and how things should go - it will be a far more rewarding experience.

Hopefully this has been helpful! VaM is a really cheap program (you get it on the guys' patreon for I think 8 dollars, just google it!) and it's definitely been worth my money as an artist since I found it. Learning to use it can be a little intimidating at first glance, but as I said above you only really need a day plus one or two tutorials to get a hang of the interface.

A fair warning though, IT IS A SOFTWARE MADE FOR VIRTUAL SEX/ADULT ANIMATION So when looking it up expect to see a some spicy content.

#Funfact THIS is the post that got me flagged last time so i'm really tempting fate right now LOL #ask #art #tutorial #resource

[sanjifucker42069]

OPLA!Sanji x Reader - Blowin'

Word Count: 4.6k

I cut down some of the less, y’know, important stuff (the plot lol)

Warnings: oral sex (m!receiving), fem!reader, awkward first times, awkward af, the reader is a dipshit. I’m ngl this isn’t one of those cute first time fics where virgin!reader is suddenly a sex goddess, you are legitimately an idiot. As usual, written with a plus size!reader in mind.

Sanji finds out you’re a virgin. You suck his dick. Congrats!

Sanji was going to fucking lose it. Out of all the possible scenarios Sanji never once considered Nami would take you out to a bar to pick up guys. He brooded as he nursed his drink, Zoro rolling his eyes at the display. Sanji just growled. Usopp looked between them.

"How about another round? 'Nother milk Lu? Hey Sanji, why don't you come with me? I saw some hot chicks up at the bar."

Sanji just shook his head brooding. He looked to where you stood with Nami, laughing at some guy's jokes. He felt stupid at how jealous he felt.

"Hey, Sanj, man. Nami isn't gonna reciprocate y'know?" Usopp offered lightheartedly. Zoro scoffed from next to him. 

"It's not about Nami for once."

---

When Sanji's eyes found you again he saw you alone with the same guy, nursing a drink. Now that Nami was gone he could see the atmosphere had changed, you didn't seem happy like before. He watched as the guy said something and you shrugged halfheartedly. The guy then proceeded to wrap his arm around you. Sanji had known you long enough to see how uncomfortable you looked. Anger flared in his chest. The final straw was seeing the guy trying to tug you out of the booth to leave. You looked so defeated, it hurt. He began stalking his way to your booth.

"C'mon sweetcheeks, let's leave this dump."

"I'm good thanks, I should get back to my friends."

"I already told you bitch, we're going. I didn't spend all this time fucking around to go home empty handed. You're lucky I even stayed once your hot friend left. I'm doing you a favour, so hurry the fuck up."

"No, I really don't want to." You began, the man snarled, grabbing your wrist.

"It wasn't a question. You owe me. I don't go for ugly, but a hole's a hole, and from the back you're probably passable."

You had tears in your eyes from embarrassment. This whole trip was a bad idea. You wish Nami would come back. As the man tugged on your wrist harder you heard that gorgeous voice ring out. You tried to hide your face so Sanji wouldn't see the tears in your eyes. That last thing you wanted was for the crew to think you're weak.

"That's no way to win hearts Sunshine. So uncouth, and frankly, disgusting behaviour."

"Who the fuck are you? How about you mind your own business?"

"And watch such a beautiful lady be treated that way?"

"Beautiful lady my ass. The only thing you can know for sure about girls like this is that their pretty pussy is untouched." The man barked out a laugh causing you to wince. He snaked his other arm to cup your breast over your dress. You saw something flash in Sanji's eyes. "And I know I'm gonna really enjoy these."  

You squirmed, before biting the man. He howled in pain, releasing his hold on you. You quickly made your escape, rushing to cling to Usopp and Luffy, crying. You felt pathetic. Embarrassed that all eyes were on you.

Sanji saw red. You blinked back tears as you called out to him. Sanji was protective of all of you, but he seemed especially so of you. You knew it was because he saw you as some kind of little sister. "It's okay Sanji. Really, let's just go home. Please."

"No." He fixed the drunk man with a freezing gaze. "You dare touch someone so out of your league? I asked you nicely to piss off, but now I'm going to fucking kill you."

Before you could react Sanji had kicked the man in the chest. You watched as he began ruthlessly kicking and stomping the man, muttering profanities and sentences you couldn't understand. With a final stomp he huffed. Zoro finally pried Sanji away. You saw Nami returning, fuming. If you weren't so traumatised by the night you would have laughed at how Zoro pried Nami away too, holding the two brawlers by the scruff as they fought against it, looking like wet cats.

You don't remember how you got home. You remember Usopp covering you in his coat and dragging you out of the bar. You remember apologising to Usopp, crying that you needed to go back. The last thing you remember was Luffy running to join you, scooping you up and starting the walk back to the Going Merry, you, falling asleep in his rubbery arms.

---

"Ah my dear, you're finally awake. I made you something to eat."

You smiled tightly at him, thanking him. The way you played with your food tugged at his heartstrings. You looked so mournful. He pulled up a chair, sitting backwards on it, gripping the backrest. 

"C'mon lovely, don't make me have to feed you myself." He winked. Your lips twitched upwards performatively. Sanji frowned. "Look (name) about last night-"

"I'm sorry."

Confusion. "What?"

You cringed inward. "I'm....I'm sorry I ruined everyone's night."

"You didn't ruin anyone's night, that good for nothing prick did. Don't understand why you'd even go for a guy like that to be honest." He added bitterly. You frowned.

"I wouldn't normally. Everything moved so fast. He seemed nice...It was too late before I realised it's because he wanted Nami." Silence. "Once Nami left, I, well, I didn't want to cause a scene."

"So, what? You were just going to let him take advantage of you?"

You jolted, shocked. "No! No, I- there was no way he was going to-” 

“(Name), love, I know you can be a bit naive but-”

Your voice was small. “He said so himself! He..." you trailed off. "He didn't 'go for ugly girls'. And besides…he was right."

Sanji frowned, angry at the world. How could anyone make you believe that you weren't beautiful? That you didn't deserve some guy trying to take advantage of you? He took a deep breath, steadying his resolve

“There's no such thing as an ugly girl (name), and if there was, I can assure you you're not one of them.”

“Not that.” Sanji took in how you winced, trying to make yourself seem smaller.

What?

Sanji felt the wind knocked out of him.

You're a virgin?" He asked, clearly shocked. You bristled with embarrassment.

"Well...yeah, but I understand how it works! It's not such a big deal, I mean...I've just, I've never had the chance."

"Have you ever...y'know, at all? Not even a handy?" You shook your head. He flushed, you were completely pure.

He felt slightly sick at how his perverted thoughts twisted that. He could be your first, ruin you for all other partners. He could be the one to take your innocence. His cock twitched at the thought. Shame flooded him. You were his friend, his, admittedly, very cute friend. He shouldn't be thinking about you this way. His mind was racing with all the obscene thoughts he'd ever had, the deviant things he dreamed of. He was disgusting. You were too innocent, he'd felt guilty before, but now he felt like he was defiling you just by thinking about you.

You took his silence as pity and pointedly looked away from him, taking a deep breath.

"It's not like I don't want to. I do. But, ugh, it's so silly...no one has ever shown any interest. I'm not exactly a goddess like Nami."

"Darling, I don't believe no one has ever shown interest." He offered a smile. Gods if you only knew how badly he ached for you. How hard you made him. Now wasn't the time for him to blow your friendship over him thinking with his dick. You were being vulnerable.

"I don't need your pity Sanji. It's okay. You don't have to give me the 'everyone's beautiful in their own way' speech. There's more to me than my lack of experience! I'm a good fighter! I have talents, I don't need to be pretty. Just, sometimes, it'd be nice.". 

This wouldn't do. He had to try to fix this. He took your small hands in his, trying not to lose his breath at how warm they felt. Swinging them lightly, he stared into your eyes.

“You are a beautiful girl, you deserve way better than some kind of bastard like that. Men are pigs (name), you shouldn't trust any of them."

"I trust you."

Sanji froze. You peaked up at him shyly. He looked conflicted, and that caused you to smile sadly, misinterpreting the look. You withdrew your hands, fiddling with them in your lap. "I didn't mean that you should take one for the team Ji, I just meant that, well, I trust you. I don't think you're a pig."

"You shouldn't trust me." He lowered his voice. You stared at him, clearly taken aback. "I'm just as bad."

"No, you-"

"No. I'm an absolute pig darling. You aren't that dense surely."

You frowned. "Sure you flirt a lot with other girls, but that's just you! It's charming, non-threatening. I don't see you acting like-"

"I flirt with you too!" He tried, clearly exasperated. You smiled.

"Exactly! You make cute comments to me, and call me cute things like darling, but you're just naturally flirty."

Sanji groaned. Your smile slowly faltered. Sanji screwed his eyes shut. "I'm not 'just naturally flirty'...I mean, I am, I suppose, but I'm actually trying to flirt with you. I thought you were just being polite, but are you really that dense?"

"I....you are?"

"Are you kidding me?!"

"But, I'm..." You gestured to yourself. "You're more friendly than flirty to me?" 

"You're too innocent, it's not like I could just waltz right up and tell you that I think you're hot, can I?" He bristled. 

You felt electricity surge down your spine. Hot? Sanji thought you were hot? Sanji? 

Sanji took your silence as disgust. "See! That's exactly why I couldn't tell you."

"You think I'm hot?" He nodded. Your grin spread, hurting your blushing cheeks. Your eyes sparkling. "You think I'M hot?!"

"Yes, okay!" He sounded almost angry.

"Sanji, you're gorgeous! I'm too awkward. Too fat. Too plain. I'm not a model or some kind of beauty. And you're telling me someone as handsome as you, thinks I'm attractive!? And I-"

You stopped, really thinking about what he said. "Innocent? I....well I suppose. I'm not that innocent though."

Sanji's nostrils flared. "Not that innocent? Please love! You prance around in those low-cut tops and shorts in front of everyone, thinking that they ain't gonna go ballistic? You're too trusting of men, thinking that we aren't all beasts inside."

You laughed, still riding the high of his praise. Sanji snarled, banging his fist on the kitchen table. "No! It's true. You think someone doesn't see the way your tits look and salivate? You don't think you would make anyone insane? You don't think I got so fucking hard when you told me you're a virgin?"

He froze, blood turning to ice, clearly regretting blurting out that last bit. You stared at him, eyes round with wonder. He avoided your gaze, cringing at what you said next.

"I...I make you hard?".

"I'm sorry (name), that was very ungentlemanly of me. I didn't mean to say that last part." 

"But you did." He felt warm hands prying his open and playing with his fingers. He flitted his eyes up to see your face red, staring at him with your eyes practically sparkling with mirth. "God, I've wanted you to fuck me for ages, and now you're telling me you've actually wanted to this whole time?"

Sanji stiffened, cock twitching. He ached painfully. He felt parched, throat burning. This had to be a joke. "You...what?"

"Yeah. Fuck. I, mean, the clothing was purposeful at first, I wanted you to notice me. I had no idea it was working though, haha!"

"WHAT!?"

"Yeah, I thought you knew? You never noticed I only wore those kinds of clothes when you were around? You never noticed how I tried to cling to you in the kitchen? I just assumed you knew and thought I was gross, so I pulled back." You laughed. "Did you seriously think that because I'm a virgin I can't think sexually?"

"But you've never-"

"You've never said anything raunchy to me like you do to other girls. I thought you saw me as a little sister. It'd be weird if someone you saw like family told you they want to suck your dick."

"Fuck." He hissed. 

"Oh this is too good! Have I been torturing you?" You laughed, running a hand up his arm. "You must be so frustrated."

"You have no idea." 

"I could help you." 

Sanji groaned. "You can't say things like that."

"Oh." You pulled back, back to being timid. Even if it was at his expense, Sanji felt the loss of your confident persona. Fuck he really was a masochist, wasn't he? "I, um, I'd need you to guide me. But if you did want help, I'd like to be the one."

"God, you have no idea what you're doing to me." He heard you giggle lightly. He opened his eyes to see you biting your lip, staring up at him through thick lashes, a blush adorning your chubby cheeks. He throbbed.

"You could show me? I promise I'll be gentle! Please Sanji? Can I pretty please touch your dick?"

Sanji felt like he was going to explode from how cute you were. 

"Fuck. Please."

You squealed in excitement, jumping up from the table, both his arms in hand. He wanted to laugh at how innocent you looked, but instead he felt a lump in his throat. You didn't notice, pulling the seated man into an awkward, crushing hug.

"C'mon! C'mon what are you waiting for? Let's go!" 

"Go where?" He laughed at your eagerness. "In case you haven't noticed darling, we aren't exactly alone."

The way you deflated was comical. What wasn't was the wicked glint that formed in your eyes. Sanji gulped, that was never a good sign. He watched as you quickly dashed out of the kitchen. Sanji looked around, confused. Minutes passed. He got up from the table, moving over to the kitchen island, hiding his lower half behind the counter, lest one of the crew wandered in. He sighed, willing his boner away. 

Bang!

The door flew open. Sanji jumped. There you stood frantically in the doorway. Your hair a mess, breathing heavy, and that wicked glint set on him. He watched as you closed the kitchen door, taking a chair and boarding the door. You grinned, stalking towards him.

No. There's no way.

"We aren't going to be disturbed." You were practically vibrating in excitement.

"What? No. Not in the kitchen. We. Eat. Here." Sanji hissed. You peeked up at him, lip pouting. 

"Please? I'll make sure there's no mess left." You pleaded. 

No mess? Sanji closed his eyes and groaned when he realised what you meant. You were going to be the death of him. When he opened his eyes you were in front of him, staring at him shyly. He startled.

"Can I kiss you? Or is that too far?"

Too far? He wanted to cry. You really had no idea what you were doing to him. He bent down. You grinned. He wrapped an arm around the back of your head, pulling you closer. You tipped your head up. He smiled softly before placing his lips on top of yours.

Your lips locked together like the last piece of a puzzle. You sighed, eyes flitting closed. You pushed further against him, trying desperately to pull him closer. He tasted like cigarettes but you didn't mind, an addictive taste for an addictive man. You wanted more of him. You kissed him feverishly, reluctantly pulling back for air. You stared at the taller man through lidded eyes. He gazed down at you lovingly, a blush high on his cheeks. His blue eyes studied your face closely. 

Sanji laughed as with both hands you pulled his face back for another kiss. His skin was hot, your hands now cold against his cheeks. You tasted sweet and he wanted to devour you so badly. You were too cute. He felt you pull him closer to you. You were kissing and sucking at his lips before you felt it. Sanji bit back a groan, feeling your hips brush against him. He felt pure embarrassment as he heard your breath hitch, pulling away. He opened his mouth to protest but was cut off by a groan as you experimentally pushed your hips against him harder.

"Oh my gods." He heard you whisper against him. He froze. "Oh my gods it's so-"

"We can stop if it's too much dar-LING!"

He squeaked as he felt both your hands rake down his chest, you humming contently as you kept yourself pressed against him. He felt overwhelmed at how eager you were. He'd never had someone so upfront in wanting to touch him. His cocked throbbed. You mewled lightly, causing another throb.

"Oh my god it moves?" You giggled. He cracked a smile back. You were so innocent.

Sanji had made one crucial mistake though. That was thinking that just because you were inexperienced, that meant you would be submissive. He felt you cage him against the countertop, the wood digging into his ass, your hands on him. It wasn't that he didn't like it, the dissonance was making him dizzy. He felt your hands find purchase on his waist. You breathed out a dreamy sigh.

"God your waist is so fucking tiny."

Sanji bristled with embarrassment. He tried to address it without upsetting you. "Love, that's not exactly what I want to hear."

You giggled. "I can't help it, it's so hot. You could kick my ass if you wanted, but holy fuck you're just letting me feel you up. Gods I've seen you fight, I've seen how thick your legs are, but fuck your waist is so little."

Sanji hissed. He'd never experienced anything like this before. Your hands migrated upwards, resting on his pecs. Your slow pace was driving him insane.

"Can I?" You gestured to his shirt.

"Fuck, love, I'd love to, but maybe when we have somewhere more private okay? Don't want to be too unclothed if someone tries to come in. Same with you okay? Don't want anyone to see something so gorgeous." He smiled at you. You nodded your head, practically buzzing at the idea of this happening again. He winked at you. "You could take off something else though."

Sanji was shocked and delighted at how quickly you dropped to your knees. You began playing with his belt, figuring out how the clasp worked. Sanji scrunched his eyes shut. Fuck, you were so eager! He never would’ve expected it to go like this. Despite your eagerness you were so gentle, as if you were afraid of touching him. He was going to prompt you, but instead you softly pulled his zipper down and began drawing the fabric down till it sat mid thigh.

Oh, fuck. There he was, huh?

You looked at his clothed cock, studying It like it was some kind of strange bug. You wanted to laugh at the comparison. Above you Sanji was flushed, embarrassed by your staring. You ran a finger over the bulge. He hissed, his dick jumping lightly. You couldn't help the giggle that bubbled out of your throat. 

"What?"

"It's so cute the way it jumps."

"Maybe this was a mistake."

"No no no! I promise I'll be good. Can I, um... do I?"

"Just...hah...do what you think is right. I'll...correct you."

Sanji let out an undignified squeak as he felt you lightly grab the clothed bulge. You massaged it, feeling what you could, watching with curiosity how the man above you writhed. Exploratively, you moved your hand further back, cupping his balls through the fabric. The friction of the fabric against bare skin was pure torture.

"Oh shit!" Sanji whined. You withdraw your hand like it burnt. "That's, god, that's really sensitive okay? You're killing me sweetheart."

"Sorry." You mumbled, placing a kiss to his bare thigh. The "strange bug" jumped again. You began peppering more kisses to his thigh. Once you reached the inside of his thigh you breathed deeply, he smelt musky, it made your mouth water. Experimentally, you licked the inside of his thigh. Sanji's thigh tensed. You licked upwards in long stripes until you reached the leg of his underwear. You gave a quick moment of hesitation before you blew air over the bulge. Sanji hissed. Smiling, you placed a kiss directly over the top of his bulge. 

"Did you just kiss my dick?"

"Mmhmm. Watch, I'll do it again." You placed an open mouth wet kiss over Sanji's clothed cock. The man above you threw his head back, whining softly. The fabric was dampened with a mix of your spit and something else. You saw how taut the fabric had become. You cooed. "That looks like it hurts." 

Sanji nodded. You looked up at him.

"Can I take them off?"

He shuddered. "Fuck. Please (name)."

With curiosity you began dragging the wet underwear down his hips, settling them at his mid thigh. His musky scent overpowered you, and you watched with fascination as Sanji's cock slapped against his stomach. Looking up at him you saw how tight his eyes were scrunched, knuckles gripping the countertop. You noticed how he shivered lightly at the exposure. Sanji's cock stood, large, imposing, and leaking. You breathed out a curse. It looked gorgeous, just like him, long and lithe. His happy trail led to a neat little patch of dark hair. You salivated. Eyes drawing to your prize, you winced at how red and angry the head looked.

Sanji thought he was going to kill you when he felt you tap his cockhead like a microphone. Instead he bucked his hips away, humiliation colouring his face. "Stop that! I know you don't know what you're doing, but please use your brain dearest." 

You mumbled an apology before rubbing your hands together, trying to warm them. He watched as you wrapped a hand around his dick before moaning lowly. You studied him, absolutely enraptured, as you gave a test pump. The man above you crumbled. 

"Do you always get this way?"

"No." He panted.

"Just for me?" You tried sultry, trying to muster up some quote from a smutty novel you once read. Sanji peeked one eye open before groaning.

"No." His voice was strained, breathing heavy. You tried pumping him, but the rhythm was sloppy. "N-no. You're...it's a lot right now. I'm not used to it being this slow…or clumsy."

"Do you like it?" You looked up at him with wide eyes.

"Unfortunately." He muttered. With a burst of pride you tried pumping him harder. Sanji squealed, grabbing your hand. "Fuck (name), I really need you to spit in your hand. Th-that's painful."

"Oh...sorry." You offered. Sanji watched as you perversely spit in your hand, wrapping the digits back around his cock. You tried setting a rhythm, it was sloppy, but you focused on giving him consistent squeezing pressure. Sanji moaned lowly at the squeezing, hips rocking. 

Soon you reached a steady rhythm. You watched with bated breath before you slowed down. Sanji began to whine from the loss, only to keen loudly as he felt your lips enclose his cockhead. He began spluttering, eyes rolled backwards. He'd take anything right now, fuck he wanted to cum so bad. He sucked in a breath.

"No teeth, okay love?" 

You laughed, the vibrations tickling him in the best way. He moaned, trying desperately to not fuck your face. His eyes were so tightly scrunched.

You slowly forced yourself further down his length, squeezing the base. Sanji swore. You froze, taking a deep breath through your nose. When he didn't stop you, you continued your devotion. 

"Ack!" You choked, throat burning. You felt Sanji's hand patting your head. You retreated off him, coughing.

"Darling don't take more than you can okay. We don't want you to choke now."

You gazed up at him, eyes wet and throat hoarse. "Let me try again!" 

Your raspy voice made Sanji quiver, but the way you looked up at him, absolutely wrecked, made him burn. As quickly as he noticed it, it ended, and you unceremoniously inhaled his cock. He could feel you try to smile. 

"Fuck!" His voice was high as you sucked hard, adding your tongue to flatten against the underside of his cock. "(Name)! Baby, fuck, I-"

"Hey why won't the door open?" Zoro's voice rang through the wood. Sanji stilled, holding your head. The two of you looked at each other frozen. Sanji tried clearing his throat. 

"If you keep making noise out there, I'm gonna explode, Mosshead!"

You snorted, trying hard to not laugh. 'Yeah you're gonna explode,' you inwardly snickered. 

"Whatever shitty waiter." 

Silence. Sanji looked down at you. "Darling, maybe we should stop. It's okay, we can try again another day." He froze at the frustrated look that overtook your features. "Fuck." He whispered.

You sucked harshly causing Sanji to bite his hand hard to avoid screaming. He felt you try swallowing, watched as tears pricked your eyes. You didn't slow down on your work, sucking harshly and hands wandering. You grabbed a fistful of his asscheek, other hand tracing circles on his inner thigh. You felt him tensing, quivering. His hand reached for your neck, trying to coax you off. He was so close.

"Oh god!" Sanji gasped. "Baby I'm gonna cum, you need to hop off-AH!" 

You sucked harder, milking the man through his orgasm. It was like music the way he spluttered and grabbed the back of your head, nails scratching your scalp. You felt hot, thick liquid painting your throat. It wasn't pleasant, but fuck his reactions were. Some dribbled out of the corner of your mouth and Sanji wiped it away with a thumb, a fucked out expression on his features. He pulled his softened cock out of your mouth, and watched, breathless as you swallowed his seed. You made a grimace afterwards causing the man to laugh.

"Was it okay?" You asked, shyness taking over you. 

"You're lucky I don't mind a bit of torture. It was good for a first try." He gave you that flirty grin and a wink. "I think you need more practice though."

You laughed, outstretching a hand so he could help you up. You tried stretching your legs, noting the numb pain in your knees. You wrapped your arms around his middle. "Was I that bad?"

Sanji pulled his underwear and pants back up, zipping his pants closed. He pulled you closer. "Nah, you're just something else entirely. Silly." Kiss. "Torturous." Kiss. "And I am smitten with you."

"We've wasted enough time, better get back to it." You smiled against his lips. 

"I'd love to pay you back."

"Later loverboy, we're gonna have the whole crew in here soon if we don't hurry."

"I'm so glad there's a later."

You winked, straightening your clothes and heading for the door. You stopped, turning to stare at the man.

"For you baby? Always. Oh, can you make souffle?"

"What? Why?"

"I told the guys we were making a souffle and needed the kitchen completely silent."

Sanji laughed. You definitely kept him on his toes.

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I'm not going to lie, some of this is coloured by my first time hahaha! I am an incredibly awkward person, and yes I did also once tell a guy how cute I thought it was when dicks jump. He also told me I was fucked for that ha!

#sanji x reader #opla sanji x reader #black leg sanji x reader #opla x reader #one piece x reader #smut #one piece smut #vinsmoke sanji x reader #bro i HATE calling him vinsmoke #i couldnt help myself so i formatted it for tumblr.... #this was like one of the first sanji things i ever wrote...... #other than like this sex pollen fic that i also never posted lmao #:)))) anyway.......... #i love virgin fics as much as the next guy.....but if it was anything like my first time giving a bj.....its so not glamorous lol #tmi af: i mean.....dont get me wrong ive technically never had p in v i have bad vaginismus but girl.......

[variety-fangirl]

On My Own / Rafe Cameron x fem!reader

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Summary: After your encounter with Rafe, you are understandably shaken up. JJ comforts you and vows to keep you safe.

Warnings: mentions of pregnancy, abusive and manipulative Rafe, lmk if I missed anything.

Author's note: I am so so sorry for how long this has taken, I've had so many requests and life has taken a few rough turns so I've been quite behind with everything. I am so grateful for your patience and understanding, much love! 😘☺️ Thank you so much for reading, please enjoy! Liking, reblogging, and commenting really helps me out! 😁

Word count: 1.4k

You sigh as you sit curled up with a thin blanket around your legs and waist, a hot cup of tea in hand that JJ had made to comfort you. Your hand is on your stomach, stroking absentmindedly at the clothed skin of your stomach. JJ sat closely in front of you, your knees touching and his hand stroking your leg closest to him. You had managed to stop crying a little while ago, it had been an hour since Rafe came over uninvited. You were honestly so fed up with Rafe trying to control your life, he didn't want anything to do with you or this baby and yet he couldn't stand the thought of someone else wanting you? What kind of bullshit was that?

JJ agreed that he would stay with you for the night, you didn't want to be a pain and ask but you also didn't want to be by yourself tonight. Luckily JJ offered without you having to ask, he offered, saying he would feel better if he was there. You were so thankful for your best friend, you didn't know what you would do without him. JJ looked over at you with concern, "you okay, sweetheart?" he questioned with worry, his eyebrows furrowed at you. You smile at him, reaching over to squeeze his free hand in comfort. "I'm fine, just exhausted." You huff in exhaustion, tiredness taking over your features.

"We can go to bed if you want to?" he asks sweetly, rubbing your hand tenderly before intertwining your fingers. You shake your head with a tired smile, "No, not that kind of tired. I'm physically exhausted, not just because of the pregnancy but Rafe also. He creates problems upon problems constantly. I just want him to go away and leave me alone for good." You groan, rubbing your forehead in frustration. JJ hums with a nod, "I get you. He's being such a prick and I don't know why but nothing Rafe does makes sense so y'know." he shrugs, rubbing soothing circles on the back of your hand. You huff with a laugh, "Absolutely. He just does whatever he wants without consequence no matter who he hurts along the way. What I saw in him I don't know." You roll your eyes at your own stupidity. You had loved him, but it was quickly wearing off with the need to protect your baby.

JJ watches as you go quiet for a moment, looking down at your stomach with sadness as you rub the area. "I... Just wish I could have had this baby with literally anyone else. I wouldn't change them for the world but I just their father wasn't Rafe, y'know?" JJ nods understanding, squeezing your hand tighter. You smile to yourself at your thought process, "If I could have chosen, I would have chosen you. You'd make a great father, contrary to your belief because of yours." You swear you see JJ's cheeks go pink, he places his free hand on your stomach to feel the baby. "You really think so?" he asks unsurely, a flash of insecurity on his face. You frown with a nod, grabbing his face with your free hand, and rubbing his cheek with your thumb lovingly.

He leans instantly into your touch as if he craved the feel of you and it made your heart melt. You both stayed like that for a while, just enjoying the innocent feel of one another's skin and presence. It honestly seemed like you both needed some comfort, affection and love right now. You knew now that this is what it felt like to truly be loved by someone, even if JJ only saw you as a friend, this is what true real love was. The way he stared at you with so much love and care was making your chest feel heavy and your heart skips a beat, this felt different. Maybe in another life, JJ would have been the one, your perfect man but at last, in this lifetime he is not.

By the time you both headed to bed, it was well past 11 pm, almost midnight. You were both exhausted as you pulled the couch out and turned it into a couch bed, neither bothering to head upstairs. Your parents were away on vacation for a while so no stress there thankfully. You grabbed your favourite blanket and pulled it over the pair of you as you snuggled into JJ, making sure your belly was not being lent on. JJ let you use him as an anchor to lean on, I mean he wasn't complaining because he got to snuggle you either way. You both fell asleep fairly quietly, today was too stressful.

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You woke up to the sound of talking, three voices you recognised. JJ, Sarah and John B. You honestly didn't feel like getting up or talking to anyone yet so you pretended to still be asleep. You and JJ were still cuddled up on the couch, his arms wrapped tightly around you and his chin snuggled into the top of your head. "Here bro." You felt JJ stretch as slowly as possible, obviously trying to not wake you up like a sweetheart. "Thanks, you are a lifesaver." JJ thanks John B gratefully before settling back in place with one less arm around you.

You were about to "wake up" when you heard John B ask how you were, you stayed put. You were curious. Plus JJ's hand drawing aimless soft circles on your arm was really nice, so lying there still wasn't hard. JJ sighed, "she was really shaken up last night after Rafe came here. I wish I could have been there when he showed up, maybe if I had been thirty minutes quicker-" John B interrupted JJ, "Mate, you didn't know and you know how unpredictable Rafe is. You couldn't have known okay? Plus, you know she would never blame you." JJ hummed thoughtfully but nodded in agreement, he stretched to, assumably, put his coffee down.

"I'm going to make breakfast, okay? She'll be hungry when she wakes up." Sarah voiced, the sound of shuffling and footsteps following. You feel JJ pull you closer, gently so as to not hurt or put pressure on your belly, and place a tender hand on your stomach. You feel JJ place a soft kiss on your head as John B speaks, "Bro have you still not told her how you feel?" This perks your interest, did he mean you? JJ turned his face to presumably face John B, "I can't. She's one of my best friends, not to mention pregnant with another man's baby. Isn't exactly the right time, is it?" JJ remarked sarcastically, you could imagine he would be rolling his eyes right now with a frown on his beautiful face.

You opened your eyes to peek and unfortunately, John B was staring directly at your face, JJ was looking past you both. John B winked at you with a small knowing smirk before answering JJ, "When if not now? No time is better than the present. You'll only end up regretting it if you don't. You never know, she may feel the same." You feel JJ's grip on you tighten slightly as he speaks, "She actually told me last night that if she could have chosen the father of her baby, she would have chosen me. Me, dude." He honestly sounded so happy that you couldn't help but smile happily. John B smirked like a knowing idiot at you both, "Sounds like you already have your answer."

You pretend to wake up, and you take a large stretch. "Morning beautiful," JJ says with a smile, looking down at you curled into his side like a cat. You smile up at him happily and place a kiss on his cheek, "Hi handsome." You greet in return, JJ stretches across to grab his coffee as Sarah asks for his help to plate up. JJ kisses your head and gets up to help her, all while John B stares at you with a knowing smirk. You wait until JJ moves over to the kitchen and then throws a pillow from next to you at John B, he laughs and catches it effortlessly. "Real smooth," Sarah calls for you both for breakfast, the smell of waffles and bacon filling your senses. John B stands, crossing over to stand in front of you to help you get up off the couch. "You and I are talking about this later!" He announces quietly.

Taglist: @ilovechickenwings @brooklynscherry-z @oxxolovemelikeyoudooxxo

Do we ship a potential relationship with our bby JJ? :D

#y/n #fluff #angst #outer banks jj #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron #obx #pregnant reader

[infipretty]

𝐅𝐭. 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 <𝟑

Here are the Glimpses of your love story/journey with your significant other <3 I have not seen many PACs on this topic, so here's one. I hope y'all like your piles and they resonate with you. Don't be a silent reader, let me know your feedbacks and enjoyy! 🥂| My other PACs

💘 𝐎𝐍𝐄

Temperance - 2 of wands - The Sun - The Emperor

Mesmerizing. That's the word I'll use to describe y'alls love story with your person. Do y'know about those certain comfort stories/books/series or movies that one can't help but keep returning to because of the comfort they radiate? y'know those stories which you wish you could go through again for the *very first time* because of the way they made you feel? Well, that's exactly how y'all will feel about your own story with your special person. Infact, I'll go as far as to say that although your love story will have a few ups and downs like any other relationship and a bit of setbacks here and there, at the end of the day it's the kind of love story that makes everyone wishes they could have the fortune to experience.

This is honestly giving enemies to lovers and if not that, it is plausible that you two didn't get along with one another initially. I'm seeing that both of you have such strong personalities and thinking of your own. Both of you come from a different backgrounds and ethics which initially, could have been the cause behind the clashes between you two but later, it is exactly what will keep you two together and balanced. Obviously, over the period of time the whole initial disliking thing will change when you both will come to the realisation that you guys actually enjoy being with one another and their presence soothes you like no other. You guys will be a whole different person with one another vs with others, you guys will bring out the best in one another.

This realisation will come to you both (mainly you) rather quickly and you will start to see your equation with this person from a different perspective from that point on. Y'all will have a very smooth, romantic, fancy path to cover with them once y'all realise that they are on your mind 24/7 not because they get on your nerves but because they have made a special place in your heart, knowingly or unknowingly. All of this will come to y'all as a shock but once you accept it, you'd know how down bad you are for them and vice versa. And ofc, before this realisation, y'all will go through a period of pure confusion and lying to yourself. As cliché as it sounds, your journey with this person will get so far and successful because of the very fact that you guys will deny to give up on each other. No matter what life throws at you, you guys will stick with one another like two pods in a pea and that is what will get you guys so far. And all of this is in a very non toxic way, there is very little to no toxicity in this relationship. All this relationship has to offer is pure love, understanding, support and devotion. Moving on, you guys will eventually know that you guys have never been so sure about anyone and that, this is it for you guys.

In your hearts, you guys will know that this person is your light at the end of the tunnel, this person is the one you have dreamed about all this time, this person is the answer to all your manifestations and this is *certainly* the person with whom you'd like to grow old with. This is the kind of love that is undeniably empowering, you both uplift each other so much even just by being there for one another. This is the kind of love that will fill you with contentment and a feeling of wholeness. You guys will make such a powerful couple, I'm seeing a lot of parties and trips happening. You guys will make such a warm and outgoing couple, the type of couple that makes a child think 'I want to have something like this with someone'. You both will be each other's confidence and solace. You guys would be each other's wall to fall on. If y'all decide to have a family, you guys will make such badass parents. I'm seeing they won't force you into having kids, they will be more than happy to entertain whatever your choices are. Your relationship could act as a rolemodel or as a standard for your children/your friends/people around you. Your relationship with this person is meant to be, you guys may have shared a past life together and I won't be surprised if you two lovebirds turn out to be soulmates <3

Chanelled Quotes :

"I didn't wanna fall in love, not at all But at some point you smiled, and, holy shit, I blew it"

"You are the person I'll never stop looking for in a crowded place"

"You make me feel things I didn't believe in anymore."

💘 𝐓𝐖𝐎

Knight of wands - King of Pentacles - The high priestess rx - Queen of Pentacles

Endearing. That's the word a person will think of when you tell them your story. This is the exact type of story that will make you laugh even years later when you fathom about it. This is the kind of story that takes you on a rollercoaster of emotions, right from 'how dumb are they' to 'how adorable are they'. It's the kind of journey that is although lowkey annoying and amusing even to the main characters, they wouldn't have it any other way. Imagine two people who have known each other or at least about one another's existence for a significant portion of their lives but are unaware of how intertwined their fates are, this is how I see y'alls love story with your special someone to go down the road.

For a lot of you, I feel like you guys already know this person but they are not exactly the centre of your attention. Yet. They could be someone that you have met a few times in your life or have known from a distance. Y'know the type of person who's around but you're not exactly friends with them because y'all never interacted with them or never anticipated any kind of relationship with them? That's how it could be with your person, y'all could be co-workers/neighbours/classmates/batchmates/within the same friend circle or neighbourhood. When the fate will finally bring you two together, you guys will instantly connect and you guys will wonder how did y'all not notice this connection, this sexual tension and attraction with this person all this time. For others, they could be someone who's a complete surprise, someone who's from a different land and background.

The dynamic I'm getting here is Sunshine �� grumpy, your vibes will match effortlessly and you guys will become sort of a team? Like everyone around you guys would know that if either of you were to pair with someone else from the whole room, you guys will most probably choose one another. That understanding will come to you guys very naturally and authentically. The person with whom your love story is supposed to play out is someone quite grounded and private, this could be also how many of y'all are which makes me think that your relationship with this person will be likely kept lowkey and private. I feel like both of you would want to keep the relationship personal and also, to gatekeep one another. However, your chemistry with this person, both sexual and physical will be so evident and prominent, people will automatically notice how well you guys complement one another. I'm hearing 'It couple' and with both king and queen of the same element being present here, I see you guys being the type of couple which naturally makes half of the people jealous while making the other half look upto you guys and your relationship.

I see your story playing out quite firmly and slowly, it's almost like connecting one dot to another to make one whole picture. Although, the undeniable attraction and charm towards one another will be there since your first real interaction, your story with them may play out over the years. I don't see you guys rushing into anything, you both might be somewhat inexperienced when it comes to serious relationships and dating so you guys may want to savour every moment you spend with one another and cherish it. You guys may date for long period of time before tying the knot and If you guys decide to have kids (this person would certainly want a family and future with you), you guys will make a beautiful family. You guys will find your home in one another, will have an unimaginable depth of understanding with one another, eye contacts and eyes talking will occur a lot. This is the type of love that you guys may have never experienced before, it will take you on a high road of growth and prosperity. You two will be undetachable from one another, they will miss you every minute they are away from you <3

Chanelled Quotes :

"The only Heaven I'll be sent to Is when I'm alone with you"

"I'd pick your thunder, I'd pick your rain; over anyone's sunshine any day."

"I will chase you, my love, to the edge of days."

💘 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

Page of cups - 6 of swords rx - Queen of cups - The hanged Man

Intense. That's the main vibe of this reading and the first word that came to my mind when I started reading for this pile. This is the kind of story that gives you butterflies in your stomach, makes you go 'woah' and think 'how lucky are they'. This is the kind of tale that could have either ended in greatest of heartbreaks or in the best of love. This is the kind of story that makes one cry the tears of joy and smile like an idiot. This journey is a dream for many. Your story with your special someone will make you feel all sort of emotions, even the ones which you thought didn't exist. Infact, this journey will actually make y'all and y'alls person wonder how you guys got so fortunate. Y'alls journey with this person is giving me the same vibes as the feeling of the first ray of sunshine reaching you after days and days of a loud and fierce thunderstorm. It is incredibly romantic, delicate and basically, a rollercoaster.

A lot of you won't be expecting your love story to unfold with this person the way it does, I'm hearing. Even before you guys pursue each other as a romantic lovers, you guys may already have deep bond with one another. I'm seeing bestfriends/friends to lovers happening here for a lot of you guys which for obvious reasons, makes every step leading towards this relationship a bit more internse. Once y'all and y'alls persons realise that the love you share is infact, romantic and not platonic, things might get a bit dubious for a while. Neither of you guys would want to overstep your boundaries and since, y'all won't be knowing the other person's feelings initially, you guys will have second thoughts about this whole falling-in-love-with-your-bestfriend/friend thing because you wouldn't want to ruin what you already have with them. This relationship could have gone either way (hit or miss) and that realisation might make you guys a bit overwhelmed since you wouldn't want to lose your friend/bestfriend.

As heartwarming as your love story is with this person, it will also teach you loads of maturity, patience and understanding. It's giving yearning tbh, you guys will literally yearn for each other 'til you guys can't no more. This seems to be the kind of love that is so pure and innocent and is led by nothing but your hearts and well intentions. Both of you guys might fall for each other around the same time I'm hearing (winters?). Fast forward to after the confession thing, from there your road with this person will be very smooth. You guys will be obviously surprised that the other person has also felt the same for you all this time and suddenly, all of their previous actions and words will start to make a lot more sense. You guys will feel so fortunate that out of all the people, you found your love and your bestfriend within the same person. There will be so much love in this relationship, you guys will go out of your way to understand each other's love languages and do what y'all best can. This honestly makes me feel like that this might be either your first or last lives together and your souls want to make every single moment worth it.

They will be your partner in crime, no surprises here. You guys will have so many life experience together, y'all gonna bake together, go to games arena together, watch late night movies together and what not. You guys will make the type of couple that makes go people like 'eh, they must be soulmates'. You both would wish that if multiverse exists, you guys are lovers and as much in love in every single universe. You guys will make the type of couple who flirts with one another all the time, buys random *meaningful* gifts for one another all the time and just confesses love for one another out of nowhere all the time lol. Your person might be someone who's artistic and someone who feels emotions a lot more and so, I feel like you'd be their muse for everything naturally. Everything they create will have a touch of you. Both of you are giving *hopeless romantics* lmao and it will be evident to everyone around you just as much it is to me. Also, this pile is the freakiest pile lol, y'all gonna act all adorable in the streets and then fck each other's brains out in the sheets. This is the type of love that is very genuine and you'd be able to feel it in every cell of your body, this is the type of love that makes you count your blessings and makes you grateful for every moment you guys spent with them.

Chanelled Quotes :

"it's always been you, it's still you, & it'll always be you"

"Between seas, galaxies and moons, I was lucky I stepped on the same land, I dreamed under the same stars as you."

"I think I like you best when you're just with me and no one else."

© Infipretty

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[stupid-sloot-headcanons]

To add on to Jason reacting to his militia hitting on/having the hots for his beloved, I just imagined a scenario where his beloved is in a temporary holding cell after being taken, and the soldier guarding her gets a little too close to comfort (flirting with her, touching her hair, being intimidating) and Jason overhears everything on the comms channel and just… sees red

Ok this hit me so hard that I made a fake audiotape manuscript like the collectible tapes you find in-game

Darling: Look, I don't know what your boss told you, but I'm not important enough to make a good hostage. Batman's got a lot of shit going on, and I'm not high on his priority list. Militia: Don't sell yourself short, vigilante guys like him always come if you dangle a cute civilian in front of 'em. I know I would if I were him. Darling: Are you seriously flirting with me right now? Or is this just a terrible way of doing good cop, bad cop? Militia: What can I say, when you've been sweating in a South American training camp for months, and suddenly you're in charge of babysitting a girl like you, I can't help but try and shoot my shot. Darling: I'd rather you literally shoot me. Militia: Tell me, if this was good cop/bad cop, would you want me to be good? Or bad? Darling: I'd want you to fuck off and die. Go ahead. Make my dreams come true. Militia: You've got a mouth on you, y'know that? I bet I could make your dreams come true--all of 'em, over n' over, any n' every position... Darling: Get away from me! Militia: Nah. I feel like being bad cop right now. I'm gonna pat you down for weapons one more time, just in case you're hiding something special. *sound of door slamming open* Arkham Knight: Get the fuck away from her! *sound of someone's head being slammed against a wall, and the cocking of a gun* Militia: I--Sir, I was just-- Arkham Knight: I trained you to follow orders and to think with your head, not your dick. If you don't want me to waste a bullet on your empty skull, you'll apologize and then report to the barracks for me to make an example of you to the others. Militia: I...I'm sorry, sir-- Arkham Knight: To her! Militia: I'm sorry, I-I'm so sorry! Sir, I wasn't really gonna do anything-- Arkham Knight: Don't you dare try to lie to me. Now GO. *sound of boots scraping and door slamming shut* Arkham Knight: He won't go near you again, I'll make sure of that. Did he hurt you? Darling, voice shaky: This good cop, bad cop shit is so transparent. Just...let me go, I don't have anything you want, I want to go home...I want to go home... Arkham Knight: It's okay. I took you to keep you safe, not to make you a hostage. Darling: Keep me safe? From what, whatever terrorist attack or mass murder or whatever-the-fuck you're about to carry out? Arkham Knight: Yes. Once it's carried out, we'll go to another hideout I have and lay low for a while. Until then I'll have to keep you with me. I'll make sure the men in charge of watching over you understand not to touch you or talk to you without permission while I'm gone. This is NEVER gonna happen again. *Sound of armor shifting and moving, and rustling clothing* I swear I'm going to keep you safe and make sure nobody ever keeps us apart again. Heh. You know, I can finally keep that promise I made to you before. Remember? Darling: ...What are you-- Arkham Knight: I was going after Joker and I told you that I was gonna do what Bruce never could, that I'd kill him. And we got into this huge fight over my earpiece, you were begging me to think things through, that he wouldn't go down easy, that Bruce would find a way to stop me...and then you said, "I won't try to argue anymore. Just promise me that you'll come back--I'll yell at you and call you a reckless hotheaded asshole with a death wish and help you think of what to say to Bruce." Darling:You're-- Jason: A reckless hotheaded asshole with a death wish? You were right, ____. You were so right...

#.dc #.arkhamverse #.arkham knight #.jason todd #yandere dc #yandere arkhamverse #yandere arkham knight #yandere jason todd #.myshit

[meowmeowriley]

The Only Thing We Share is the Same Last Name

Tell ,e about the whump pretty pretty please 🥹🥹🥹

Eheh eheheheheheh okie dokie.

After hearing of his brothers death in Mexico Thomas Riley joins the army. He wants to be more like his brother was, wants to be a better person. He passes selections, gets into the SAS, he's on the right track. Why the fuck does Lieutenant Ghost of the 141 look like he's about to fucking murder him?

Here's the opening 😁

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Tom held the receiver to his ear and listened to it ring. He could see the man tasked with listening in out of the corner of his eye. They wouldn't recognize this number, maybe they wouldn't answer. He'd just leave a message, but truly he wished-

"Hello?" It was Beth.

"Hey Lov- er, HI, Beth." He wasn't sure where they stood.

"Tom?"

"Yeah."

"Oh thank heavens." Rustling on the other end. Tom could easily imagine she'd just slumped over the kitchen island. The same kitchen island she'd found him slumped against half conscious He'd seen her do it so many times, any time someone on the other end of the phone gave her news that offered relief. So she'd wanted to hear from him? "It's been almost six months, Tom." She sounded tired. She had two young boys to care for, she had a right to be tired.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I know." He could've called five months ago. He could've called three months ago. He could've called last week. He had two minutes. "I, er, I've been busy. Been training. Practicin' the CQB. Selections is today. In a few minutes, in fact." He swallowed. His throat was so dry, Beth could probably hear it through the line.

"The SAS, then?"

"Yeah."

"Hmmm."

The clock ticking on the wall was maddening. One minute. Nut up, Riley.

"H-how's Mum?" A frog could've said it clearer.

"She's... oh, y'know... she's coping." Right. Coping. 'The damn army is gonna take both my sons from me! Queen and country, what about your poor mother!?" He wondered if anyone patched the hole in the wall, or replaced the lamp. "Just popped down to the shop with Jo," Beth continued. "'S just me 'n Si-"

"I'm gonna have to hop off, here." He scrambled to stop her sentence. "Gotta... gotta do this." The plastic of the phone groaned under the pressure of him white knuckling it. Beth could probably hear that too.

"Hey." Tom closed his eyes. He deserved whatever tongue lashing he got, but he wished she'd yell. It would be easier. "Y'know, the way we left things..." she sighed. "I miss you. I'm sorry." It would be so much easier if she'd just yell.

"Joseph doesn't deserve a father like that. Not some j-.... The boys, they deserve a father they can be proud of. Not the man I was. But the man I'm becoming." A man like him.

"The man you are, Thomas." Not yet. Maybe not ever. But he'd be damned if he didn't try. "I'm proud of you.... He would be too."

Tom exhaled slowly, desperately grasping at the last of his composure. "Wish me luck." Far from steady, but at least his voice hadn't cracked.

"You don't need me to. You'll do fine."

"If, er, if things go to plan, and I get in, I should still be on track to have some leave. Three weeks."

"You'll come home?" The hope in her voice is what broke him.

"If you'll have me?" There was still an out. She could still send him away. He'd understand if she did.

"Please."

***

Just a lil taste 😋

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[sheluvv-gambino]

First of all girl your stories me having me jumping off my bed and doin a little dance Fr anyways can you write Hobie x fem reader and she wants to get a nose piercing but it scared even though she has other piercings it just scares her that it’s in the front of her face

thanks and feel free to ignore 😘

"It's just you and me, lovey."

A/N : I have a nose piercing myself and i WISH Hobie was with me when I got it. Also feel free to send any requests for Hobie I actually enjoy writing him, Its nice to take a break from writing the same character even though I litch adore both Miles.

Parings : Hobie Brown x black fem!reader

Summary : Hobie would be with you through every situation and yes, that even meant him piercing your nose.

Warnings : Needles.

"Y'know I just don't understand how hard it could be to cook one simple meal." Hobie grumbled watching the people on the tv fail to make a creme brulee.

You laughed at your boyfriends judgement of someones attempt at the dessert. You hooked your leg over Hobie's legs as you snuggled into his chest further.

You and Hobie were cuddled up on the couch as you watched the show that somehow enraged your boyfriend yet calmed him day after a day of patrolling around as spiderman.

As you were watching you noticed one of the contestants had a nose piercing. You'd always wanted one, esspecially since you shimmered with multiple piercings on your body. Hobie's personal favourites were the ones on your nipples and your back dermals. He made you very aware that those were his favourites!

You shifted your head to look up at Hobie,"Hey babe?."

"Y'alright darlin'?" Hobie looked down to meet your eyes.

"Yeah I was just thinking," You paused taking in a breath. "I think I want to get my nose pierced but I'm scared. I mean I've got loads of piercings, I just don't get why i'm being a little bitch about this!"

"Oil! Don't call my girlfiend a 'little bitch', alright? It's okay to stress over a piercing, I was scared when I got my nose pierced. I mean the way I was panicking was mad. You've got this, I know you do. I'll even do it myself." Hobie huffed after his small rant. He refused to let you talk bad about yourself in any situation.

"Okay. Do you mind if we do it now whilst I still have this adrenaline in me!?" You timidly asked with a small grin that graced your lips.

"Course we can, lov'." Your boyfriend gave you a kiss on your forehead then darted down to your lips where you gave him enough of a firm peck to feel his lip piercing on your bottom lip.

Hobie got up from the couch and briskly walked down to the left hallway.

Shortly, he returned with the kit he uses to pierce himself and sets it down on the counter.

He wouldn't trust anyone else to pierce your nose.

He walked over to you and grabbed you off the couch and effortlesly carried you over to counter where he gently places you down.

He spreads your legs and plants himself inbetween them.

"Ready to do this?"

"Wait, I don't know yet." You breathing increases and you feel Hobie's hand interlocked with yours.

"It's okay, we can slow down if you want to okay," Hobie reassures you. "It's just you and me, lovey."

Your breathing slows down back to a normal rate and you gesture for Hobie to continue with the piercing.

Hobie sanatizes his hands and pulls the fresh new needle out of the package.

"Ready?"

You nod with your mouth shut so you can focus on your breathing.

"1."

"2-"

Hobie didn't even wait for '3' let alone consider it. He knew if he just suprised you then letting you hear the countdown fully, you'd be calmer.

He pushed the needle in quickly then got your new nose piercing hooked in without even a sweat.

"Did you push the needle through yet?" You questioned with a squeek in your voice.

Hobie just chuckled.

"Open your eyes f'me, darlin'." Hobie pushed a small mirror with a handle into your hand.

You opened your eyes after having them squeezed shut for a split second. Your eye caught the jewelry that adorned your nose.

"Hobie!!" You squeeled putting the mirror down and jumping into Hobie's arms, forcing him to put his hands under your ass as you legs squeezed his waist.

"Yeah yeah , I gotta do what I have to to make my girl happy." Hobie shrugged of with his iconic smirk placed on his lips.

Little did you know when Hobie was giving you a pep talk, he lied to you.

Hobie wasn't even the least bit scared when he pierced his nose.

The man didnt even flinch, but if he had to make you think he was a pussy in that situation just so you wouldn't put yourself down for being a bit scared... he would do it any day.

#across the spiderverse #spiderverse #hobie brown x reader #hobie x reader #hobie brown #atsv hobie #hobie spiderverse #hobie my beloved #hobart brown #hobie x reader fluff #hobie brown x y/n #spiderpunk #hobie brown x female reader #hobie brown x you #spider punk

[thegratefulsouth]

If we were only friends, would it'a

hit me in this moment, quite so much, your flesh easin' in mine, your shadow o'cloth barely distractin' us. Takin' turns to roll the same damn near breath in an instant. Got swept up by some mist that doesn't exist, except between us. We were close, so close, our hearts alignin' an' I'd a'never known it was too much for me then, if we were only friends, if my hands hadn'ta stopped working like my breath in that moment. And we both know, back then, I ain't had the sense in women enough to think for a second 'bout what I could be startin'.

So when you smiled that way, your little tease and said those things, I was already flakin' an' backtrailin', thinkin' mistakes were ahead a'me. 'Cause I didn't want you to see that in me. 'Cause I'd never felt quite that way an' I couldn't understand it for the life o'me. S'why I was so quick to protest, believed you were jokin' when you said what you said. And why I put up that wall and we laughed and my knees quaked with intensity.

If we were only friends, you wouldn'a

leaned that way against my cell for me, when I came back. I feel that now, seen it time and again, others couplin' up around us, that way they move in the beginnin', like you did. Still, I could be imaginin', was just a sliver of a momen'. Was oblivious then, why you did it. Just saw it. You pushin' yourself, your ... yourself forward, like that, for me. It's the only indication, unspoken, of a spark you wanted somethin' more, that I've ever seen.

Noticed it though, locked it away with the good memories. Why else would I 'ave

driven myself into you? That same way you arched to me, like I'd wanted to, for so damn long, to find some chance to meet you like that, in that way. If we were only soulmates without any other needs?

And we were so damn close to startin' somethin', 'fore you were sent away. All this time and events but still, we never got back what never was, and shoulda been. Was never the same with us for such a long time, tryin' a find you again

and you me

with things happenin' the way they did, you runnin', an' me railin' against the wind, tryin' to square up wrongdoin's.

And when that stopped for awhile, I'd lost almost everythin'. Would I 'ave even gone away if what you did hadn't hurt? Not your fault, you was just livin'.

But if what we had was enough, nothin' more'an solidarity? Would I a'stayed away so long? 'Cause that hurt, too, to see you bein' another you, see you finally bein' all the things you needed to, havin' things I couldn't give you, 'cause I didn't know how to.

Would you 'ave tried so hard to push me away, set me up, settle me down with someone who didn't carry the baggage we had, who didn't doubt themselves and every scratch o'hope we'd gathered in the before times, that still haunt the sleepless hours.

And if we were only friends, would I 'ave tried so damn hard everyday to change an' grow for you, show you the man of honour you said you wanted

'til you threw it back at me. 'Cause y'know that's all I want to be, what I want you to see in me. I need you with me. Wish I could make you feel what I feel.

If we were only friends would I 'ave taken every chance I could, to look at you, drink you in, let each stroke and pulse, and touch, each heartbeat win. Just give in

no matter who else was noticin'. So I could live.

All this best friend shit, will I ever admit to you, what I, in waves tell others in every other second word, with my eyes, with my silence an' my breath, while I scream inside, and threaten and hide from you?

What I wouldn't do, and believe me I would, I will, if somethin' ever happens. Same as you'd do.

This ain't platonic Carol, ain't no cheap romance neither from the dollar bin, not like them ones you been readin'.

It's fuckin' special what we have, and I want more.

And I'll love you with my dyin' breath, and after, the way Rick said, as walkin' dead, even though we ain't them, not yet, not close. There's more. Will always be more.

We'll always be more than that.

TGS

Companion piece from Carol's perspective

Still images AMC and #1 unknown, #3 businessinsider.com, #4 riveralwaysknew

#caryl positivity #caryl #caryl is endgame #this needs 10 more gifs #maybe i can add them in the comments #they are best friends though #and soulmates #but they want what they want

[inchidentally]

https://x.com/charlclerc/status/1749478427239891090?s=20

I think someone here missed the sight of a soaked Oscar <3

ok so big shock!! I'm gonna use this sweet little morsel of Lando pausing in his remaining winter break to look back on that glorious day

to create an absolute smorgasbord of what Suzuka meant to him and to Oscar

I've edited together the most chewable parts of the post race press conference tho tbh it's mostly just removing the parts where Max tries his best to put a slight new twist on answering the exact same questions as last weekend lgflajsg.

so at the start I love the little private smile Lando and Oscar share when Max's fanfare is going on - it gives me a little rueful but also slightly creepy twinning vestal virgins au like are we going to destroy him Lando? yes we are going to destroy him Oscar

(I AM NOT BEING SERIOUS IT'S JUST JOKES).

which is even funnier with what Max leads into about seeing these two goddamn McLarens sandwiching him and for a split second thinking ah so they want to destroy me? oh dear. like Max is very at home on that couch but the presence of these two creatures sharing covert smiles with each other has him (and probably a lot of that room) uneasily wondering if that's all y'know, normal and above board? they're not like... witches, right? haha. crazy!

and I think the cool meticulous way Lando treats his own performance is a really good example of how (in my opinion!) his self-flagellation does need to be reeled in because he's never the sort to be soaring high enough to compensate for those lowest lows. for a while I was undecided but honestly I agree with Martin Brundle, Jenson Button and Oscar who've said (in different ways and indirectly from Oscar) that Lando is far too level-headed and race smart to be hanging his own tender hide out like he does. I so appreciate how measured he was in self-approval over his back to back podiums and no one's asking him to get cocky, but I'd really love to see him match this approach to when he struggles as a driver (and not just a car issue which was the case pre Silverstone).

contrast that with Oscar discussing his own self-criticisms of the weekend but equally saying he'll still relish the maiden podium. and crucially that he can fairly put at least part of his struggles - which he was also meticulous about - down to this being his first time racing at Suzuka. an anon sent an ask about Andrea praising Oscar specifically for his performance there and you can really feel the influence Andrea has had throughout the season on Oscar. because before Silverstone, Oscar had a tendency to monotone lowness and disappointment in himself that bordered dangerously on bitterness and maybe even a fear/doubt of how his rookie season would indeed turn out? but Andrea's approach of optimism, faith in teamwork and specifically in making sure Oscar was looked after while Lando naturally performed so much better, absolutely sank in.

and it makes sense that Oscar as a rookie has so much more mental plasticity when it comes to outside influence - and says a lot about Andrea's leadership too. it's where I wish Lando could have had Andrea as principal from day one too. bc understandably, Lando has graduated to that level of knowing himself so well as a driver relative the drivers around him that there's an existing almost prejudice about himself that the people in charge of guiding him have to overcome.

literally everyone who knows and who matters has said how similar Lando and Oscar are in terms of their approach to the car and their dedication to the team. and I know Andrea has shielded Lando in his own way by saying that it's a champion's mentality to have as much passion and emotion as Lando does. but - and this is honestly such a great piece about Andrea go read it and thank you again to @mecachrome for repping him so much - he also emphasized the positivity that was so crucial to pushing the team through those awful early races. I don't at all blame Lando for getting a bit grim toward himself at times thinking not only about that first race win but also the championship. but I also really hope that between Andrea and Oscar (source: Lando himself!) he can use the lifts of his highs to not sink so low anymore.

skipping back to around the minute mark when Lando says how much more this second place means to him than Singapore because of the double podium and also because of his own performance being better. not to get too ~contentious~ but this is why I really have needed the Singapore high to wear off as fast as it did for Lando when people are discussing Lando's 2023 as a driver and not as part of a ship. absolutely still revel in it in an rpf sense! but like, real life Lando is intensely loyal to his team and y'know what else? he's intensely loyal to loyalty. which is precisely what Oscar has been proving to McLaren since signing that pre-contract the summer before. it took an entire court case for Oscar to get to McLaren and he was met with a wall of hate coming from three sides. comment sections were filled with people celebrating McLaren's 2023 initial struggles and vilifying Oscar for how much he was costing them (in every sense) for paying out Daniel. and it was the Suzuka weekend when Oscar agreed immediately to extend his contract further.

Lando had a front row seat for all of that once the season started. and considering how few races Oscar's dad and Lily were able to make due to being on the other side of the world and final year of school respectively, Oscar spent a fair amount of that time getting to grips with being in F1, and the particular pressure and stress from media and fans, largely alone in terms of a private life. so it says so much about how well he was repaid by the team and also by Lando for keeping his cool and putting in the extra hours and keeping the faith.

and around 2 mins "we have two drivers up fighting for those positions" "we can help one another and use one another". that tandem the two of them have achieved before the season is even over was largely formed when the car was fighting against them. as was the case with Carlos and then Daniel and truly every other F1 driver, Lando did NOT have to intervene or take on a specific responsibility toward Oscar. F1 drivers aren't pack animals, they move through their careers alone and are happy if they can be buddies with their partner. so to see Lando as the number one show faith in Oscar and stand up for him and receive that trust and faith in return is so unique. Lando controlled that as much as Andrea did - maybe even more considering how he says he feels Oscar is so similar to him in a lot of ways. it's not uncommon for charismatic guys like Lando, Carlos and Daniel to make friends with their team mate.

but I think the whole "Lando effect" thing has actually been a huge disservice to what Lando has put into the partnership with Oscar. in this interview early on in the season, he says how Oscar is really quiet and that it's just how most people are in their first year and "we'll change him". but as we've seen, Oscar didn't end up changing and funnily enough the hanging out he and Lando do off the track has been as private and only alluded to as the rest of Oscar's private life. Lando got a lot of Oscar on his camera (again, a lot we haven't gotten to see yet) but really there was no big transformation in terms of Oscar becoming one of the charismatic personalities of the grid. and yet he and Lando only got closer and more supportive of each other in all the ways that matter to a partnership. so I think it's a much bigger credit to Lando that he learned to understand Oscar's personality better and still found ways to establish that sense of trust and loyalty without a bromance or a bunch of common interests to act as glue.

when they do that slightly eerie, intense active listening when the other is speaking, it's them having a synchronicity that has nothing to do with how guys usually bond. (that's why my vestal virgins au yes I know it's weird)

Lando wasn't in any position of power for any of that to be relevant with Carlos or Daniel - Carlos was so far advanced already in his career and Daniel had his thing going on w McLaren that Lando had no control over (and rightly didn't respond to people demanding he show some kind of shame?? or partake in the blame). so loyalty never really played a part in his partnerships with those two, whereas (and maybe as a result of that) Lando's loyalty to McLaren as a team only grew each season. so seeing someone close to his own age but far behind in experience, work so hard and prove so early on that he wants to stay, absolutely brought out a pride from Lando for Oscar that I really hope he will also extend to himself more. major Zak Brown levels of back pats to Lando.

and side note but it needs to no longer be a question or point of contention when Lando says that Silverstone and then the double podiums are superior races for him. Lando loves his F1 buddies, absolutely. but Lando didn't burn through junior championships by favoring his buddies. he loves racing and his team more. and he sure didn't get that second place podium in Singapore because of a buddy, it was because of the position he'd put himself in. just like how Carlos would have given DRS to anyone behind him who was on older tires like he was to ensure that win. like, let's remember the manic obsession that has brought these men to where they are. buddies are a part-time thing. rpf is my meat and drink but I'll never confuse it up with that reality lol.

4:45 the Senna-Prost comparison - and I could probably get all deep about the youngest generation referring to those old bitter alpha male rivalries as something long gone (but I won't). but it's a really good call-back to Monza and the coming together because there's Oscar's ability to see his performance clearly and where it went wrong for him leading to that third place and not higher. and god, I am in no way saying that it's possible to compare Lando being in his fifth season without a race win to a rookie celebrating his first podium. I just really hope that Lando reminds himself that he's come of age in F1 in the Max Verstappen era and that in the cool down room at Qatar, Oscar giddily thanked Mercedes for clearing a path for him. that it doesn't always have to be pure perfection and pace to keep him afloat. sometimes points are points and serendipity plays her part.

"I've been drowned by Lando in champagne" god I will never be over Lando's smug toothy smile

and I will also never be over the way Lando went from clearly dreading being the "older/experienced" teammate and not knowing what to make of Oscar's quiet, reserved personality, to the intense proprietary authority of practically holding Oscar up by his collar like a prize cat in Suzuka and saying "this is mine! I helped make this what it is! look how good this is!"

all while baptizing him in champagne <3

#inchreplies #inchidentallyanessay #landoscar

[flowersforchoso]

Intro dialogues w/ mk1 male characters

background: fei is an oc and a chloromancer which means, she's a practitioner of plant magic. these are intro dialogues with the men of mortal kombat 1. ranging from friendly, flirty, subtextual romance to animosity.

sub-zero: you're as delicate as a rose

fei: wait till you see my deadly thorns

sub-zero: i do not wish to fight you

fei: are you conceding defeat already?

fei: i have immense respect for you but i wont stand down

sub-zero: a fatal mistake

fei: you have something against me. what is it?

smoke: i- well...

fei: you find me alluring?

smoke: your powers are

smoke: you'd fit right in with the shirai-ryu

fei: a compliment, but i doubt it

fei: for the last time johnny, its a no.

johnny cage: wait. i just wanna ask for gardening tips

johnny cage: you could be the leading lady in a movie. just let me contact my agent

fei: i'm not interested in your proclivities

johnny cage: i've been thinking about going vegetarian

fei: this concerns me how?

havik: you're pathetic and weak

fei: a baseless assumption you'd soon come to regret

havik: chaos is order, beauty is oppression

fei: you gain converts by spouting such nonsense?

havik: when order has been replaced by chaos, you'll be by my side

fei: keep your delusions to yourself, havik

shang tsung: your powers would be beneficial

fei: i won't be subject to your sick experiments, sorcerer

shang tsung: when i say join me, i'm being diplomatic

fei: never! not even in my death

fei: how do you live with yourself?

shang tsung: *laughs* its all too easy

reptile: i've- i've never met someone like you

fei: is that a good thing or a bad thing?

fei: you bleed green?

reptile: does that terrify you?

reptile: have you ever heard of the kytinn?

fei: yes. they're truly... bizarre

fei: you're so different from your brother

kuai liang: sharing blood is where our similarities begin and end

fei: how is young hanzo doing?

kuai liang: very well.

kuai liang: you still trust bi-han? after everything he's done?

fei: not trust. more so, understand his perspective.

general shao: i'll trample upon your vines and thorns so scamper.

fei: if raiden can take you down, then i can

general shao: your kind should not be in battle

fei: care to explain further, general?

fei: i must admit, you're terrifying

general shao: *laughs* and you still choose to proceed, woman?

fei: crafting a world and maintaining it must be tedious

liu kang: a price for the greater good

liu kang: don't overwork yourself

fei: thanks. i'll try not to

liu kang: its regrettable. what we've become

fei: i'd rather not dwell on it

kung lao: you and lord liu kang were a thing?

fei: how- how did you know of this?

fei: your ego will soon be your demise

kung lao: doubt it. its one of my greatest assets

kung lao: i'm single y'know

fei: tell that to someone who cares

reiko: liu kang is not gonna save ya

fei: i'm more than capable of holding my own

fei: basking in the glory of war makes one inhuman

reiko: keep your sanctimonious drivel where the sun doesn't shine

fei: you're no soldier, you're a criminal

reiko: and what does that make you? a sheltered brat

fei: the way tarkat holds you hostage worries me

baraka: i do not need your pity

baraka: i'm sure my mere presence sickens you

fei: don't assume such baraka.

baraka: my ilk are treated worse than dogs

fei: its terrible. they deserve better

fei: you have alot of luck on your side with that amulet

raiden: *laughs* even without it, i'm formidable

fei: confidence is not pride. gladly wear it

raiden: i suppose. old habits do die hard

raiden: you're like mother nature herself

fei: *laughs* i'm nothing but a custodian

fei: how are you so bereft of principles despite being a high mage?

rain: don't speak on things you do not know of

fei: its comical that you run with a tail between your legs afterwards

rain: i'm not above seeking repentance

rain: my storm will wash away your plants

fei: water only fosters nature.

fei: i've never faced a blind swordsman

kenshi: it'll be your first and last encounter

fei: is it possible for others to control sento?

kenshi: try it. the anticipation is killing me

kenshi: i was in the yakuza once.

fei: so you admit to having blood on your hands

fei: what does the future hold for me?

geras: that, i cannot say

fei: being only a construct must be a terrible fate

geras: why do you presume so?

geras: just as the stars are infinite, so are the grains of sand

fei: proverbial. but where are you going with this?

#mortal kombat 1 #sub-zero #scorpion #smoke #kenshi takahashi #reiko #johnny cage #geras #rain #raiden #liu kang #kung lao #baraka #general shao #havik #reptile #bi han #kuai liang #tomas vrbada

[narcissisticpdcultureis]

Hi, so, I made a lil quiz on controversial opinions and one of them was that narc abuse isnt real and someone disagreed and gave a response that I thought was intriguing, however I am an egotypical so I figured I'd go to this blog to see your opinion on it?

The response was "Know a lot about this topic (got really deep into the NPD) and i gotta say it's fine to say narcissistic abuse. The whole pointttt is that we're all trying to help folks with NPD, narcissistic abuse is real and should be talked about but that doesn't make narcissists evil/unredeemable. Individuals w/ NPD greatly affect those around them, unlike stuff with most cases of like, existential OCD since that's most internalized rather than externalized. I don't have any issue with the term narcissistic abuse and y'know, it's like, not something you're gonna care about in 50 yrs."

i do not know a single person with NPD who felt at all "helped" by narc abuse truthers. no, 99% of narc abuse truthers are not "trying to help folks with NPD," i've never met or seen one who wasn't passively ableist at BEST. most narc abuse truthers are not trying to help, they are not trying to understand, they DO in fact think we're irredeemable and a good portion of them wish to actually wipe us off the fucking planet. multiple times i have seen narc abuse truthers just straight up spew eugenics. most narc abuse truthers don't even actually know what NPD is beyond abuser disorder.

it is true that people with NPD can affect the people around them, but that is not at all a trait unique to people with NPD. narc abuse as a term makes it sound like there is something uniquely abusive about people with NPD. all narc abuse describes is patterns of emotional and psychological abuse, nothing more and nothing less, and those patterns are not unique to us. i have been abused in ways that narc abuse describes by people did not have NPD. if you want a term that literally just means "abused by someone who had NPD," you would need to apply that same logic to every single disorder out there that could possibly have an externalized affect.

even if a term like "narc abuse" worked in theory, the communities that are fostered around it are horrendously and disgustingly ableist. it is the nature of a term like that. blaming the abuse you suffered from someone soley on their disorder not only takes responsibility off of them as a person, but also inherently subconsciously creates negative associations with that disorder and everyone else who has it.

i am going to get a bit vulnerable about something i'm not proud of. i have had a very similar mindset narc abuse truthers have about NPD but with bipolar disorder. i grew up knowing my extremely abusive father had bipolar disorder as he was diagnosed when he was younger. i blamed the majority of his actions on his disorder, it made me scared and paranoid of people who had the same disorder. i even had an old friend who was diagnosed with bipolar disorder while i knew him who explicitly told me he was afraid i'd start to hate him or be afraid of him. and a part of me was afraid of him for it. i was miserable and made other people around me miserable. i had to at some point confront the fact i could not blame his disorder for all his abusive actions, i had to make the disconnect, i could not hold innocent people with the same disorder responsible for what he did to me. it was not their fault, and they did not deserve to be held accountable by association of a disorder they did not ask to have.

i could not imagine how much worse it would have been if i had something like a "bipolar abuse" community. i maybe never would have undid my ableist views. these "[disorder] abuse" communities always inherently create an environment that is extremely negative and hostile towards people with said disorder. you can absolutely have conversations about how your abuser's mental illness and trauma affected the relationship you had with them, as mentioned before my father's untreated bipolar disorder absolutely heavily impacted our relationship even outside of his abusive behavior, but these kinds of communities are not the way to do it.

and actually, this is something i will still care about in 50 years if i have to, but hopefully i won't because hopefully it won't still be an issue in 50 years. though that may be wishful thinking.

#not culture #ableism tw

[thecryptidgrey]

As an avid lover of his Dark Materials I have yet to see a BG3 daemons concept and that is a Crime. So here are some Thoughts below the cut :)

(Also something something about the representation of religion in HDM and how it correlates to BG3's depictions of faith and trauma. I have the Idea but I am too tired to do much with it; may return to the thought later.)

Shadowheart- a borzoi. Elegant, spooky looking, dramatic. Borzoi don't make much vocal noise but are very playful- instincts surpressed by Sharrens that thrive with the party (see that very cute night orchid scene specifically). Generally very sweet, loyal animals, like SH when you get to know her. Plus they look amazing.

(Act 3 spoilers- I also appreciate that she'll match it when she dyes her hair. Seems suitable dramatic for her.) Anyways, I also really like borzois and think it's be funny af to see in them trotting around in game like the weird willow tree ghost things they are.

Lae'zel- Githyanki don't have daemons; she finds them baffling. Very impractical to carry one's soul on the exterior, although perhaps an efficient companion in combat to have someone you share instincts with. After much discussion by the others she decides for them if she did have one it would be a red dragon. Nobody argues with that.

(She does decide she'd have to prove herself worthy of such a beast first, and if she trusts Tav admits that maybe she'd like if Vlaakith could give her a daemon bond with her future dragon. Would she get a dragon if she became Vlaakith's chosen? Idk, she would now.)

Karlach- Tieflings also don't have daemons. She wants one wholeheartedly. The party finds her a magic ring that allows her to summon a familiar- she gets a direwolf puppy as enthusiastic and adoring as she is :)

Said ring is obtained somewhere in the Shadowlands after she gets the cooldown upgrade so she can hug it as soon as she has it. Also it grows up absolutely massive. Its paws are the size of its head when it's a puppy. All the better for cuddling with!

Gale- Tara. Wizards, sorcerers, etc, tend to have magical creatures as familiars. This AU he had Tara since the beginning. He still summoned all the other weird shit he did as a kid, just with Tara's help. She is his voice of reason and holder of the braincells; he gets to keep one and it's all about Mystra. She's protecting the rest from its corruption. He gets them back when the party convinces him to tell Mystra to go fuck herself.

(I do chew upon the trans Gale headcanon sometimes. If anyone wishes to muse with me on how daemons, which are typically of the opposite sex to their human, would be incorporated into that, please do.) Edit- pls see comments for very illuminating interpretations of daemons and gender!! Very cool stuff!

Wyll- lanner falcon. Medium sized yet formidable bird of prey, the head of which was often depicted on Egyptian gods like Ra and Horus. Beautiful, noble and nimble creatures (good for a dexterity based build, which I focused on for him alongside charisma).

Mizora's pact significantly lengthened their tether; her devil-form punishment broke it and weakened their bond significantly, much to their distress- they hate to be out of vision of one another as a result. Halsin, Jaheira and especially my Tav Cerewyn helped him adapt to and understand the new tether.

Druids and their daemons are based on the His Dark Materials witches, who have significantly lengthened bonds. Druid bonds are just as strong in markedly different ways; each is more independent and their personalities more distinct. I will definitley expand more on this; I adore Wyll and really want to do his character justice. He's the knight in shining armour but he also made a deal with a devil to be said knight, so, y'know. His daemon should really reflect that complexity.

Astarion- luna moth (changed when he turned- he can't remember what she was before.)

Beautiful in a fragile, showy way. Short-lived. Desperate for the light. A silkmoth; silk for embroidery. He resents her for being such a reflection of the self he tries so desperately to hide yet is fiercely protective of her, so beautiful and soft and hopeful- moths exist to seek light, craving it like he longed for a knight in shining armour, like he yearns for the sun.

Cazador liked to pin her wings.

(I love my sad wet cat very much and so as payback for hurting my soul he is subjected to the tragedy that is my attempting to be poetic :) )

Halsin- bear. Druid daemons reflect their favoured Wild shapes. Strong, steady, reliable, protective. Optimal shape for snuggles, very nice and warm, overall :) vibes to look at and be around. (Bear is not present for That Scene. That Scene and daemons are not up for discussion, you degenerates. Thank you <3)

Jaheira- Eurasian lynx. Struggled a bit on this one- didn't think any of the wild shapes suited her as a daemon- so looked up the national animal of Romania (supposedly Jaheira's accent?) for potential inspiration. Got the lynx, which seems perfect. Medium sized, elegant, very dignifed and deadly hunters who inhabit forests. Notably very quiet and hard to track. Endangered, which resonated with me because of Jaheira's status as one of the last of the Old Guard, so to speak. Nocturnal, which I like because we meet Jaheira in the shadow-cursed lands. Ambush predator, which just goes with my Gloom Stalker build for her. Overall seems perfect for the legendary druid.

Minsc- Boo? Fuck knows man, Minsc gonna Minsc. I spent way too long thinking about Jaheira and now I don't have the energy left. If Gale can have Tara, Minsc can have Boo. I do love Minsc so I will be back to expand on him if the mood strikes me but also I think maybe I don't need to? Daemon Boo just seems Right. Will consult Minsc's backstory and update later if necessary.

Minthara- yet to recruit her so uncertain. Displacer beast seems apt, maybe? Something felinoid would really fit her tbh. Elegant and lethal, very aloof but loyal once you've got her. Input would be appreciated.

My Tav, Cerewyn, just in case ya'll are interested- a raven named Gwyn, short for something I haven't figured out how to spell yet.

Clever, calculating, very blunt and sarcastic to balance out Cere's generally stoic, quite, calm demeanour. Sharp eyed bird for a sharpshooter ranger's daemon. Cere is a beast master ranger/ druid of land multiclass; ravens are summonable both for wild companions and familiars and are a wild shape (Cere's preferred wild shape too).

A common species but not to be underestimated and generally unpredictable, which suits her. She romances Astarion and both she and the raven think he and his luna moth are the prettiest things they've ever seen. They're also very patient and perceptive of trauma due to (Extensive Backstory), so they're more than happy to take their time with earning his trust. Astarion is very appreciative of all the shiny things the raven likes to bring him, and also that it clawed one of Cazador's eyes out for daring to speak to Astarion like That.

CONC.; symbolism is fun and also painful :)

Daemon names are a work in progress; the muses gave me this then said lol nope and fucked off before I could ask them for appropriate names. Might post them with some sketches of the party and daemons together?

(I wrote this in Notes app at an ungodly hour with fuck all editing. It is incoherent, but if anything is genuinely incomprehensible, please tell me so I may at least try to fix it. Much love <3 if you made it this far you get to know I welcome suggestions for NPCs to give daemons next!)

First edit- I misspelled quiet so many times omfg

#cryptidcommentary #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 spoilers #daemons #daemon au #shadowheart #lae'zel #karlach #gale #gale of waterdeep #wyll ravengard #bg3 wyll #wyll #bg3 astarion #astarion #halsin #bg3 halsin #jaheira #bg3 jaheira #minsc #minsc and boo #bg3 minsc #minthara #bg3 minthara #bg3 tav #baldurs gate tav #tav

[hyenahunt]

Obbligato: The Devotion to Tatsumi Kazehaya - 13

Writer: Akira

Season: Spring, three years ago

Characters: Kaname, Tatsumi, Jun

Proofreading: Remi + 310mc (JP) & honeyspades (ENG)

Translation: Peace & hyenahunt

Tatsumi: The root of all misfortune lies in inequality and injustice. They are the root of all unhappiness. That is why they must be corrected.

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Kaname: ... I feel the same as Sazanami. If the fame and shine doesn't belong to my own name, then there's no point to it.

But... Still, it seems as if "Tatsumi Kazehaya" is doing well for itself.

Maybe I should learn from it. Throw away this pride of mine and ensure success through that.

All so I can become the sparkling idol I've always dreamed of being.

Tatsumi: Haha. If you so wish, then we are able to help you in a number of ways. We offer idol practices, studies, and can even help you find work — all free of charge.

In fact, I pay everyone who comes to one of my gatherings an equal part of my own wages.

Kaname: What do you mean...?

Tatsumi: You see, I have no interest in money. All of the money that "Tatsumi Kazehaya" accumulates is thus given out in equal shares to those gathered here.

No matter how much you've done, or what you've helped with, you're given the same amount of pay as the person next to you.

Hence, I've asked them to help me with the work I've received as much as possible.

Kaname: Are you for real? You're the one paying them?

It isn't the other way around? They're only managing to catch rays of the limelight because of you, aren't they? And yet... you're paying them?

Tatsumi: That's right. I likened it to a company, didn't I? Anyone who becomes a part of "Tatsumi Kazehaya" is offered the same regular pay as everyone else within it.

It's only natural to reward those who work a reasonable sum, isn't it? I would never ask someone to do my work for free.

Such a thing would be against our doctrine— nay, against human decency itself.

Jun: Ohhh, I get it now... I see just why these guys don't care for working on their own and are perfectly content just being "Tatsumi Kazehaya's assistants.”

They can just kick back and let their earnings pour in that way. Why wouldn't they? The cash they earn through this kinda fixed income is definitely gonna be way more than whatever an idol with no accomplishments could get through independent work.

And on top of that, Kazehaya-senpai's so brilliant at what he does that his work's a huge success every single time. Thanks to that, these guys get the chance to shine while avoiding any risk of failure or injury, or of being thought of as useless.

Sure is a dream job — one fit for morons.

Kaname: And on top of that, if I'm understanding correctly, you pay those a fair wage even if they haven't worked at all?

Tatsumi: I do. We don't discriminate here, you see. All are equal.

Jun: Mmm, well, I’m not that educated so I might be wrong, but this whole arrangement'spretty much that thing, isn't it? Starts with a c and ends with ism....

Our country's a capitalist nation, so y'know, the opposite of that —

Tatsumi: There's truly no need to go that far. I only wish to treat everyone as equally and fairly as possible.

Such a world would be ideal, wouldn't you agree? I want to make it a reality.

Tatsumi: Everyone is treated equally, given the same opportunities, and is paid fairly for their work. That way, everyone is able to live a happy, fulfilling life.

The root of all misfortune lies in inequality and injustice. They are the root of all unhappiness.

That is why they must be corrected.

There is a distinct disparity between the Special and Non-Special Students here at Reimei Academy. I'm doing what I can to close it.

It doesn't matter who you are, what you are, or even where you came from: you will be treated equally. Everyone will carry the same weight, walk the same amount of steps, and reach the same destination.

Everyone finishes at the same time. Everyone will be granted the same first place result, fairly and ideally.

And that is how we'll stop needless fighting over who's won and lost, we'll cease begrudging others for what they have, and we'll share the same happiness with one another.

That is the ideal world I dream of.

To bring it even slightly closer to reality, I'm doing what I can— though at the moment, this small sphere is all I'm able to influence in such a way.

Tatsumi: One day, I will take all those who inhabit Reimei Academy, the teachers and Special Students alike, as well as those in the idol industry, in this country, in this world...

And change their ways so we may live in such an Eden.

No, it's more than that. That is my mission in life as the Voice of God, as someone born within a family who teaches His words.

I truly believe that, and so I will live by that faith.

Tatsumi: May all of God's creations be blessed. Amen.

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[smytherines]

Y'know those Paley Center panels where they have actors and writers and directors talking about the creative process behind a TV show or movie? God I would pay all the money in my bank account (which admittedly isn't much) to have something like that for Spies Are Forever, because I'm absolutely fascinated by the creative process behind this show.

I want someone to tell me, from their perspective at least, what it means that Agent Mega is drinking whiskey at 9am after he spends the whole show trying not to drink. I want to know everybody's take on the staircase scene and Curt and Owen's relationship. I want Lauren Lopez to talk about coming up with choreography that breaks me apart at the molecular level. I want someone to talk about how fucking good the lighting for this show is. I want to know how TCB initially conceptualized these characters, and if they feel differently about them now. I want Curt Mega and Joey Richter to talk about the incredible acting choices they made and why.

The livestreams are great for fun behind the scenes stories and whatnot, but I genuinely wish I could just pull up a curated panel discussion for SAF the same way I do with Fringe or Lost or any other show I get invested in, and deep dive into that creative process. This is a weird show and I need to understand it.

That probably won't ever happen, but if they do a 10th anniversary re-release or something I hope they do commentary track because I would spend money on that.

#spies are forever #tin can bros #agent curt mega #owen carvour #curtwen

[luvhughes43]

valentine | quinn hughes x reader

suki waterhouse masterlist

part two

summary: y/n has always been in love with quinn hughes but he's never known it. Everything comes to a head when reader finds out Quinn has a girlfriend. y/n is looking back at their relationship and wishing she could be with quinn.

lyrics: “All i wanna ask is, somewhere down the line, won't you be my valentine” and “If only you could see me crying, then you’d understand my symptoms”

word count: 2.4k

You sat alone on the floor of your apartment, drinking cheap wine to drown out your sorrows. You knew that this was your fault, that if you had just said something to Quinn that he wouldn't be off with somebody else.

You had known from a young age that you had loved Quinn Hughes. You could feel it every time you were near him, the butterflies, and the delirious happiness. 

When you had first gotten accepted into UBC in vancouver, you thought it would be over for your friendship with Quinn. But then a year later he got drafted and was moving to van… and you swore you guys were just destined to be with each other. Which is why you decided to just love him from afar.

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_quinnhughes: back at the lake🏊‍♂️💙

“I just don't want to feel used, y'know?” quinn had said one night while you, the guys, and some of their girlfriends were sitting around the campfire at the lakehouse. 

“dude you don't have to get committed to see someone” 

“Yeah well still” quinn had shrugged the guys dating related questions off. It made you feel guilty. Knowing that you loved him and he didn't want to feel taken advantage of. You thought that if he had known how you felt about him that he would feel like you were taking advantage of your guy's friendship. So you decided all those summers ago that you wouldn't tell him your feelings. You had thought that they would go away in time. They hadn't. 

“QUINNY!” You shrieked as he splashed you with the lake water. He rushed over to you in the water, placing his hands on your waist and lifting you up in the air. “I can't breathe!” you shrieked again tilting your head up to face the sky, laughing as he spun the two of you around. 

“Stop screaming!” he yelled as he laughed with you. A few seconds later his arms got tired and he lowered you back into the water. You two were so close, you could have counted his eyelashes if you wanted to.  “Quinn…” Your voice was breathy and you thought Quinn looked too serious for what was happening. He was looking down at your face hard, and you couldn't read his expression… his mouth was slightly parted. 

“QUINN! Y/N! DINNER!” Ellen Hughes yelled from the back porch. Quinn took a few steps backwards. You heard the sliding door close, but you didn't move to go to it. You were solely focused on Quinn and how he was looking at you just a minute ago. “y/n we should go” he whispered as he gestured towards the sliding door. “Yeah… I just…” you let your words fall, still looking up at Quinn curiously. 

He nodded his head quietly, and led the way back to your towels, and then inside. 

You took another swig of your wine. You let your eyes wander around the apartment and you couldn’t help but think of all the things you and Quinn had experienced together. Every little thing reminded you of him. From a wet towel laying on your floor, to a book on your shelf that he had let you borrow, you felt his presence everywhere.

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y/nuser: i just can’t have enough of a good time🥂🌃

You were at a party in downtown vancouver. Elias had invited you to come out with him and the team, claiming that Quinn was feeling down about the team's recent string of losses. You dressed all up, thinking that maybe Quinn would maybe just ask you out already. 

When you got to the party, it was clear Quinn was no longer upset about the team's losses. He was chatting up a pretty blonde, and you felt your heart break a little. So you did the only thing that you knew would help, get a drink. You wandered around looking for the kitchen, and when you found it Elias was there chatting up a guy you’d never seen before. “y/n! You came!” he met you halfway into the kitchen, throwing an arm around your shoulders and dragging you back towards his friend. He introduced you, but you didn't feel like talking. 

Soon enough, Elias' friend disappeared and Elias turned to you with a frown on your face. “What's wrong?” he said simply with concern etched onto his face. 

“Nothing I can't deal with” you sighed out, walking over to the various bottles of alcohol on the counter. You grabbed a solo cup, and filled it with the first thing your hand touched. 

“Is this about Quinn?” Elias said as he looked at your full cup.

You hung your head low and took a quick swig of your drink, coughing as soon as the bitterness of the liquid hit your tongue. “I don't know what you’re talking about” 

“I know that you have… strong feelings for him,” he said leaning against the counter across from you. You took another swig. 

“He's talking to someone right now,” is what you managed to mumble out as you felt the lump in your throat tighten. 

“You need to tell him how you feel. It's not doing you any good" Elias spoke as he grabbed your wrist, lightly pulling your cup away from its resting place against your lips. “I'll tell him” and Elias knew you were lying as you brought the cup back to your lips.

“Im serious y/n this isn't healthy” he said sternly, causing you to roll your eyes and ignore the sudden sadness you were feeling. 

“Alcohol will help me build courage! Just give me a few minutes” you turned back to the counter, ignoring Elias' discouragements as you poured more liquor into your cup. 

After a lot more drinking, much to Elias disapproval, you found yourself back in the main area. You watched Quinn talk to someone, luckily it wasn't the girl from earlier, but a random guy. He must've sensed you were looking at him, because as soon as he caught your eye, he was dismissing whoever he was talking to and made his way towards you. 

“When did you get here? I didn't see you come in” you giggled at the way his eyebrows pinched together as he tried to figure out when you got here. 

“I was here the whollee time!” you giggled out, grabbing onto Quinn's arm as you stumbled a bit. He grabbed onto your waist to set you upright, and once again you found yourselves close to one another. “Quinny…” you whispered out, shutting your eyes.

“Shh it's okay i've got you,” he led you out and to the door, “do you have all of your stuff? I'm just gonna take you home” he said as he looked you up and down. 

“No Quinn, wait!” you insisted, pulling him to a stop outside. “I reallyyy have to tell you something” you shut your eyes once again remembering what Elias told you. 

Before you could say anything though, you felt the cool chill of the winter Vancouver weather, and it sobered you enough to realize what you were about to do. About to confess… you opened your eyes to find Quinn looking down at you. You hadn't even realized that he was holding onto your arm. “I don't…” you begin but he interrupted you with a gentle voice, “come on it's cold out, we can talk about this in the morning”. He tugged on your arm and you followed him into his car and back to your apartment. You never brought it up.

You got up off your bedroom floor, padding across the hardwood into your living room. You set your empty wine bottle on the floor and flopped onto the couch. Pulling a canucks blanket that was gifted to you by Quinn over your head. You snuggled up into it, hoping all the alcohol would make you forget everything you were feeling. 

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y/nuser: following the neon signs🌃

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Eventually, you got too hot with the alcohol in your system and the blanket twisted around you. You got up off the couch and slid your balcony door open. You walked out towards the edge, sitting right next to the glass fence. Leaning your head against the glass, you felt the chill in the air on your warm skin, taking you back. walking around downtown at night was a thing you and Quinn did often. It’s been awhile since you last went out.

You and Quinn were walking the streets of Vancouver late at night. “So then Vanessa went out with this guy right? And anyway she dragged me to this bar and-’ you stopped, realizing that quinn wasn't right beside you like he always was. You panicked for a second, before turning around “Quinny?” you called out in the dark. He was a few steps behind you.

“Uh yeah sorry, continue” he smiled softly as he caught up with you, both of you now standing side by side.

“What's wrong?” you asked.

“Nothing, you're just really pretty” you felt your face heat up as his words hit you. 

“You're not too bad yourself” you joked, shoving into him with your shoulder, playfully trying to ease the butterflies in your stomach. 

Quinn smiled at you before looking away. There was a few seconds pause before you started up your story again,

“And there was this guy who was trying to hit on me-” Quinn frowned. “And anyway, he had his drink in his hand right? and so Vnessa came over to me angry of course, because the guy she was trying to meet up with ended up ghosting her, so she knocked into the guy who was talking to me right?”, you looked over and Quinn promptly nodded so you looked back ahead of you, “well the guy spills his beer ALL over me! Like in my hair and-”

“Why are you friends with Vanessa? She's not really nice '' Quinn interrupted your story with a question. 

“Honestly, I don't really know. She was the first friend I met at uni so I dont know… i’d feel bad if I stopped being friends with her” you and Quinn walked in silence for a bit. 

“So the guy spilled beer in your hair and…?” Quinn prompted,

“Right, and anyway the whole thing was awful. I'm just not sure I'm destined to meet a guy you know?” you said, looking up at Quinn. “Like all my life I've been waiting for someone and it's just… never happened” He looked like he was thinking hard about what you had just said, brows furrowed and eyes strained. 

“I don't think you’re destined to be alone” he whispered and it made you stop in your tracks, turning over to look at him. 

“What do you mean by that?” you asked softly, hoping he would just ask you out already. You thought that you sensed it was about to happen, with the way he was looking at you… and the way in which he called you pretty only a few minutes ago. 

Quinn shook his head instead, “I just meant that you shouldn't worry about ending up alone”.

You deflated. “I just wish I’d get with the perfect person soon” 

“I could set you up with someone?” Quinn asked, and you felt that familiar lump in your throat. He didn't like you back.

“No i'm fine” you pathetically tried to laugh it off but the energy wasn't the same anymore. The walk back to your apartment was excruciating. 

6 months ago

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jackhughes: the boys + girl are back

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The boys had a small break, so you all met up in New Jersey to hang out with Jack and the Hughes brothers. You were always close with them, having basically grown up with them, so it was no surprise to anyone when you also booked a plane ticket for the trip.

The boys had wanted to go out clubbing in NYC, so of course you went too. You had ulterior motives to spend more time with Quinn. After what happened on one of your walks, things feft more… awkward. There was tension in the air whenever the two of you were together, and as a result you were spending much less time with each other. 

As soon as you got to the bar you ditched the boys to wait in line for a drink. It was a Saturday, so the line was long. You didn't get back to where the boys were partying until about 15 minutes later. 

When you reached their area, Quinn had a blonde practically tucked into his side. He had never been so forward before, but you didn't know that for sure. You hadn't gone out with him in a while. 

“y/nnnie look at Quinner, he's finally taking our advice and talking to a girl! Isn't this great!” Trevor Zegras shouted into your ear so you could hear him above the music. You frowned. “....orrr not!” Trevor said upon seeing your reaction, he left your side to wallow. 

You watched from the table as Quinn chatted up the blonde all night. Your friends tried to pull you into their conversations but you weren't interested. 

Eventually Quinn caught your eye, he gave you a half smile, shrugging his shoulders in a ‘what can you do’ gesture, before turning his attention back to the blonde who was now stroking his left arm.

You left the bar early that night.

3 days ago

You shut your phone immediately upon seeing the threads and tweets speculating that Quinn was seeing someone. Your heart ached, and you took the day off to lay in bed and cry. Wondering that if Quinn saw your sadness, and symptoms of liking him, if that would change anything at all.

You walked back inside your apartment. Shutting the sliding door tight behind you. You couldn't stop thinking about Quinn and your guy's relationship. You knew being friends with him would never be enough for you. You needed and wanted more, and he didnt know how you felt at all.

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“All i wanna ask is, somewhere down the line, won't you be my valentine”

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[artsybi]

y'know despite the murder, i am jealous of the criminal minds universe, in which young cane users are not questioned, stared at, invalidated, or even overly acknowledged

like i understand that it was just an extension of the fact that the actor was ACTUALLY injured and ACTUALLY using a cane and probably would not have enjoyed added acted scrutiny because he probably dealt enough with it in his personal life (based on personal experience he probably dealt with a fair bit bc people irl are garbage about young cane users existing) but still, the fact that not a SINGLE PERSON ever questions spencer, ever questions the legitimacy of his need for an aid, ever questions why he's using it, god i'm so jealous

no one ever raises an eyebrow when he enters a room, no local detective ever makes a mean joke, no medical examiner ever stares at him for just a second too long, even when he does interviews, no family member or event planner EVER gives him a second look, they all just seamless accept that this member of the fbi is using a cane and never treat him any differently for it

no one mocks him! no one makes any snide remarks, no one side-eyes him when he enters a room, no one ever presses into his space and offers (read: demands) they do something for him since he's "not capable", no one questions his credentials, or his ability to do his job. everyone just accepts it as normal and continues as such. the literal ONLY DIFFERENCE in ANYONE'S treatment of him is that he doesn't go with the team when they head to the final location to grab the unsub with their guns out, which is a perfectly reasonable accommodation! and no one mocks him for that either! no one ever implies he's "missing out" and everyone keeps him in the loop during the investigation when they're doing things of that nature, so he can help put the last pieces together

just, as a young cane user myself, not only is spencer the literal first time i've ever seen someone on tv using a cane correctly (not an exaggeration, actors seem incapable of using canes correctly), and thus the first person i've ever TRULY seen that part of me in, but i just LOVE the way the show and narrative treat him in general, mostly because the way they treat him straight up DOESN'T CHANGE!! dude i fucking WISH that was my reality!!! i WISH people straight up DIDN'T CHANGE the way they treated me after i started using a cane, i fucking WISH everyone just accepted at face value the fact that i use one and then moved on and didn't mention it again

#original #i ramble #criminal minds #spencer reid #criminal minds season 5 #cane user #disability #and i do understand that the actor was legit injured btw. i know that. and i know that's why spencer uses his cane correctly #because his actor was legit using it. but like. i fucking love that and wish more tv shows would hire disabled actors for disabled roles #feels like there's some stuff that could be learned from this ngl. season 5 spencer means SO MUCH to me #and i see myself so clearly in him #just. yeah. cane user spencer reid lives in my mind rent free #i dont care if this is coherent i dont care if my thoughts make sense im just fucking jealous