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nogodsnomorales · 10 months

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Know that I am going to get pretty serious here, as this post is about Punkflower. I am going to talk about the age situation, the blatant racism ABOUT this ship, and to also talk about the ship itself*. There is also some talk about the shippers/non-shippers + Punkflower antis in general.

[*nothing negative! just like.. discussing it as a whole, because everybody needs to be aware of some important things. the shippers, non-shippers/people on neutral ground, AND the haters/antis.]

There is a BIG wall of text incoming, but all of it is organized to its very best at what I could do!! I first wrote this in docs, I did my best to make it not a whole chaotic mess to read through. It's a big post, but there's a lot of spacing and some text is coloured, so it will be very easy to read.

This is a very detailed and THROUGH post, so it is slightly recommended to read on computer for the best viewing experience.

[It's not needed as you can still just read on your phone/etc, I do want you lovely people to have the best viewing experience possible.]

There will be an expand button, so I will not clog your feed and the tags.

TDLR;

Dear punkflower shippers,

your prayers have been ANSWERED. DO NOT WORRY ABOUT SHIPPING PUNKFLOWER NOW 🙏

punkflower shippers, do not live in fear no more, for I am here now.

Sincerely,

tumblr user: godunforgiving

Edited Note (06/21); FYI, I am muting this! Read the edit change log at the end of this post for more information. If you have any concerns or inquiries regarding this post, do not hesitate and feel free to DM me!

punkflower talk/analysis(?) + talking about Hobie’s age

This entire post is a discussion of various things, of my own thoughts and opinions! Some of the talk is about the posts + comments I have seen other people say about this ship [mainly questioning and worried ones.] All of the pieces of information that I knew were scattered, so I wanted to gather all of what I could find, and put it in a singular post for those still worrying.

[Also where others can actually just refer to this post and just read thru here first, instead of having to spend a lot of time going through the Punkflower tag to desperately find info!]

I would have gotten this finished and posted days ago, but you know, usual IRL things slowed me down, and I had to spend my day in the ER yesterday, lol.. I’m okay as of now! Just have to take it easy, but I really did want to finish writing my ass off with this post, since I know it’s important to me and for many others out there.

Take your time to read through this, and please absolutely feel free to add any of your input/extra knowledge/anything that I should add onto this post. DMs can be the best, or just through the comments can suffice, because I can and will edit anything into this post [that is accurate aka there is backed up evidence/sources to go along with it.] If you do want to see something added here, just tell me and I'll see if I can manage!

I genuinely hope that this post can be helpful to you, as it will be helpful for me!

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Please know that; I will directly quote from many people, as all of them will be credited properly by being mentioned down below and leaving their username (that is linked back) with their respective quotes, because their own pieces of text really helped build this post! I cannot thank each person enough.

Do not be a piece of shit and go after or ‘witch hunt’ any of them. Respect their own privacy and being.

users mentioned (IOOA): @comfortingnightmare, @luvvnobo, @ghostspider-isms, @saltylemonade13, @artisan-is-bored, @bellamer, @uglynavel, @peachypea0ny (fyi, site is not allowing me to tag), @crownecromancer, @raspberryjars, @spideyzpoolsp, @hamiltonforpowerpoint

[If you are one of the mentioned people, and you want yourself to be removed or become anonymous, please let me know ASAP!]

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Notes:

If you are colourblind (some of the text is coloured fyi! colours used are blue, pink, and purple), or have difficulty reading text due to it being too small, or can't read the font, etc, please let me know! I can give you a google docs link of this entire post that is best suited for your needs. No, you will not be a burden to me. Your needs are very important, and I will want to assist with the best that I can do with that!

I, godunforgiving, am on a mix of a positive + neutral ground on the topic of shipping Punkflower. I absolutely adore the comic!Punkflower, and I am fond of ATSV!Punkflower with the way I view it. Reason why I said neutral, know that I am not against the ships by any means!! But I guess why I say that is because there wasn’t a lot of canon media to consume [ATSV!Punkflower], and I want more [Also note that I have NOT seen the movie yet.] I don’t usually ‘do’ shipping when it comes to various franchises, I guess it’s mainly just not my thing? But I do know that I’ve come to like Punkflower.

I do not ‘do’ discourses, nor do I intend to actively join them! This is my first time doing something like this / this being my first ‘discourse’, yet I hope for it to be my last. I made this post with the pure intention to help the Punkflower shippers. Do know that!! I know that many people do not like the topic of discourses, but this one and the problems I’ve seen revolving around Punkflower, I just have to say something. Bc idk if anybody else is going to [with the way I did this post], considering the mess that occurred days ago, but someone has to and has to do it properly.

I am autistic, so I may process words + information differently, or even ‘incorrectly’. So if a sentence doesn’t make sense, due to perhaps my misuse of grammar, etc, please do not hesitate to ask/reach out, and I can do my best to re-explain it to you.

Negative comments [and comments directly to this post where the person is actually spreading misinfo], will be deleted. Know that if you decide that you disagree with this post, then okay! I am not bothering you, just as I hope that you will revert to ignoring me, instead of hating on me. Please have the common decency to just be kind or even don’t say anything at all, and carry on with your day.

If you have any concerns regarding this post, do not hesitate to reach out to me.

this post was originally inspired by a friend, then originally created for @feuille-morte, but it is finished for the rest of the punkflower fans, ily all. take care of yourselves!! anything for these cute silly little guys ok (and the entire punkflower nation)

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let’s get started with an introduction.

“what is Punkflower?”

Punkflower is a slash [aka queer] relationship between two black male teenagers, Hobie Brown and Miles Morales. Usually, it is perceived a romantic relationship, as some other people only see the pairing as a platonic duo and such. I do not know more forms of Punkflower, but I will use the 'main' two forms in this post. Comic![SG!]Punkflower [SG is Spider-Geddon, a comic series first released on Sept 2018], and Across the Spider-Verse aka ATSV!Punkflower.

Think of it as the same ships with the same characters, but in different fonts.

Comic!SG!Punkflower has existed for nearly 5 years now, likely first existing sometime in late 2018 to early-mid 2019. Both Miles and Hobie are very close in age in the comics, at around 16 to 17 years old. Away from Spider-Geddon(?), but still on the topic of comics, Hobie is still 16-17 in the comics.

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“people are saying Punkflower is a problematic ship!”

The main [and probably only] source of this misinformation, is from a clip that was cropped to be posted with the intention of spreading heavy misinformation (We will get into that next.) So, as far as I am aware, and know; Punkflower antis are throwing around p/do allegations, because they hate the ship and they are outraged with people enjoying it. This hate is clearly rooted with racism, and homophobia. So, no, Punkflower is not a minor x adult ship!

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“the interview talk, what happened, and what is actually real?”

If you’ve watched the interview, you can easily see that they were talking about the brainstorming process of developing Hobie's early ideas for his character. A director mentioned that in the early concept stage, Hobie was originally going to be 19-20 [This wasn’t even our Hobie, but Prowler Hobie.]

A person cut a very small clip of the mentioned interview, and uploaded it, a clip that was EXTREMELY out of context.

The uploader cut out the part explaining that Hobie’s ‘original’ age had changed as his character was being developed.

So from this, and no context given, a lot of people were instantly quick to hate; since it was on purpose to make the entire ship, AND those who enjoyed the ship, look extremely bad. What happened was not okay, yet this disgusting behaviour is at an attempt to be justified [and those people are trying to justify literal racism and homophobia.]

“19-20 thing that the directors mentioned were Hobie’s early designs ideas but those eventually changed as his character changed. Even one of the directors said its up to interpretation plus even his VA was all hinty towards Gwen and hobie so honestly its up to you what his age is" - comfortingnightmare

As soon as the clip came out, I had started to see a number of people saying that, apparently, Hobie looked like he was in his 20s to his 30s** (while also throwing subtle/discreet hits towards the Punkflower ship), but this was after the clip came out.

**Literally saw someone on Tumblr say that he looked like 28, and trying to shut down the idea of Hobie being a teenager. Like be completely serious with me right now..

Things don’t quite add up here. This was because of WHAT Hobie only looked like, and now it just has to be racially motivated, as there are no solid explanations or reasonings for their behaviour and disgust. Those people just look bad [as they should.]

So, no, Hobie is not 19-20. Another director had confirmed that Hobie’s age is UP TO INTERPRETATION.

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[TLDR; The interview got taken completely out of context from a clip that made people start throwing SERIOUS accusations left and right.. Since more people actually later found out that the clip was taken out of context [instead of doing research], the situation died down, but people are walking on eggshells now. The haters were being desperate likely because Punkflower is a black queer/mlm relationship, since there is no solid explanation for this hating.]

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“So.. what can we interpret Hobie’s age as?”

That is where I come in! I have many reasons that can help you decide what Hobie's age is to you. And those many reasons are speculated on Hobie's age being 16-17, as many users already guess that Hobie's age is equivalent to a teenager's age. I also believe this idea, as there are many things that already support this thought process.

[But if you like.. (god, I hope nobody does) go through this list and conclude that Hobie is 18+ and continue to ship that Hobie and 15 yr old Miles (or any of the minors).. GTFOH.]

1. Hobie Brown in other media (I’m talking about the comics for instance) is commonly shown for Hobie to be a teenager at either 16 or 17 years old.

“Hobie is in fact labeled as ‘badmouthed teenager’ since 2014 and is 16-17 in the comics and that just because he doesnt have a confirmed/canonical age in ATSV, hes still in the age range of a teenager (16-18)" - luvvnobo

2. Topic of the spider-bite.

ATSV!Hobie is likely to be 16-17 years old (18 at the latest), meaning that he would have been bit at the ages of 13-15. So IF Hobie was bit 3 years ago / at 14 years old, then he would be 16-17.

Realistically, this really could have happened, considering Hobie’s living conditions! [aka what led to Hobie getting bit by a radioactive spider in the comics.] If he indeed gets bit at 14 years old (like how Miles and Gwen got bit at that age for example), then either 16 or 17 yrs old.

Again, with how he lived; if he got bit at 13 = 15-16 years old in crrnt events of ATSV. [If you don’t know of Hobie’s conditions, in the comics I’m pretty sure he, like, basically lived on the streets as a homeless teenager]

“During the "Spider-Verse" storyline, the Earth-138 version of Spider-Man is revealed to be Hobart Brown, originally operating as Spider-Punk. He is a homeless teenager who was transformed by a spider that was irradiated as part of President Norman Osborn's toxic waste dumping.” - Spider-Punk: Wikipedia

The topic of the bite / needing to know if Hobie was (x) age when he got bit, isn’t very serious, as he is already grouped with 3 kids.

3. It would be unlikely (and also weird) for a four man crew to be 3/4 teenagers and 1 adult;

WHILE ALSO implying that the mentioned ‘adult’ and one of the mentioned teenagers could’ve had something going on. [Even if nothing really happened (keyword = implying), and how Pavitr treated it in that way, implies that Hobie isn’t that much older than the three.] [I would have kept this reason combined with the Spider bite topic aka reason No.2, since it’s actually referenced off of pastelnightgale’s post, just that this paragraph alone is solid enough as a separate reason.]

4. Hobie’s mannerisms.

Note, I haven’t seen the movie, but I have seen many clips. From those clips, he’s definitely a teenager at least, it made me feel like Hobie was 16 or 17 years old. I’ve asked two of my brothers; they said that he definitely was their age [both being 17.]

“my two cents on the age debate is like. hobie doesn’t have the vibes of an adult even if his age is up to “interpretation”. like i’m eighteen and bro has definitely gotta be younger than that. he makes my “stupid younger sibling” sense go haywire." - ghostspider-isms

5. If you look up “how old is hobie brown”

You will already see many people speculating that Hobie is likely to be around the same age range as Miles and Gwen [if not a bit older.]

Again, Hobie is already 16-17 years old in the comics.

“in the spiderverse, we have seen that it is common for most spiders (gwen and miles specifically) to get bitten around 14. hobie states he’s been spider-man for three years, meaning he’s most likely 16-17." - artisan-is-bored

6. “Like if Hobie is really 19+ then why is it only a problem with Punkflower?? Wouldn’t the whole love triangle thing be a problem????" - saltylemonade13

Yes. It would be a SERIOUS problem. It also would make the other ships [Chaipunk, others with minors in them] very problematic and illegal ships. But Hobie isn't 18+.

7. Ageing down process happening to various characters in Spider Verse, and Hobie non affected?

If Gwen and the other spiders are aged down in Spiderverse, then it doesn’t make sense that Hobie was not aged down like the others.

8. Hobie literally hangs out around teenagers.

If an adult is constantly hanging out with other children, then that obviously would be the first problem. I wouldn’t really need to keep talking any more about this one. Because if a 19-20 year old was spending a majority of his time around young teenagers, ages ranging 15 through 17, and not really with anybody else his age or above, then yes, that’s already weird.

“it’s also implied that miles is jealous of gwen and hobie. why would the directors make a key plot point of the story be that hobie is a grown ass man hanging out with a bunch of teenagers? and that he might have a thing with one of them???" - artisan-is-bored

9. Genetics do not matter within age.

This is one of my most common quotes by now. Hobie is indeed very tall at almost 6 ft, yes. No, it does not mean that he is above 18+ years old. Hobie can be over 6 ft tall and still be 16-17 years old.

I have seen so many teenagers at drastically different heights, but still be the same age. Many of them being over 6 ft [180 cm], and still being in my age range, and having met a 5’10” 8th grader [aka 13 yrs old] years ago. Both of my previously-mentioned brothers are 6 ft and over 6 ft, yet they are only 17.

“people can look one age and be another." - artisan-is-bored

“hobie’s description as a character. hobie is a foul mouthed TEENAGER. that has been his description for the past five years." - artisan-is-bored

10. “how do i tell them Punkflower has been a thing since 2018 or 2019 and they have interacted in the comics (they are close in age)" - luvvnobo

11. “He has to be an adult, because he goes to pubs!!” Let’s be absolutely HONEST here.

“dude is BFF’s with the Riri of his universe, she can probably whip up a fake ID in no time and even if Riri isn’t in the Spiderverse, he still gets around and knows people. he’s definitely cool with someone who makes fake ID’s." - bellamer

What bellamer said. To add onto this, a pub is different from a BAR as well.

If you look up “what is a pub vs bar” your first result will be this.

To also add, all bars in England aren’t considered pubs.

“If you’re 16 or under, you may be able to go to a pub (or premises primarily used to sell alcohol) if you’re accompanied by an adult. However, this isn’t always the case. It can also depend on the specific conditions for that premises. It’s illegal to give alcohol to children under 5." From the official GOV of the UK website

But literally, let’s be honest here, Hobie would already know at least one person who will help him get in a pub, if he cannot do so himself. If Hobie is constantly going to pubs, then that does not mean he is getting drinks 24/7 when he is there, unless stated otherwise. Pubs focus on serving food and to give drinks [upon request] to go along with the meal.

Before 1995, children under the age of 14 were NOT allowed in pubs in England and Wales. And Hobie is definitely by no means 14. He is likely 16, or 17. He can already drink, with adult supervision, at 16 in pubs. But we know that Hobie is no law-abiding Spider-man.

12. “Hobie wouldn’t be able to own his own place!”

“it’s a key part of hobie’s comic backstory that he used to be homeless. once again, the breaking the law point still stands. wouldn’t be surprised if hobie bought an apartment with a fake ID, was squatting, or was staying in some sort equivalent of the community center that he used as his main group’s operation headquarters in the comics.” - artisan-is-bored

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I do not think that another director/anybody who worked on the movie will come out and say that Hobie is actually 18+ at this point. I CAN be wrong in the future, but right now, he is not, and there are my reasons for why I strongly agree with the idea of Hobie being a teenager.

ALTHOUGH, even IF a director comes out and says that ATSV!Hobie is actually 18+, obviously all of the ATSV!ships with him and the other minors should STOP RIGHT NOW. But as of now [06/13/23 (when I first wrote this)], and from what we already know, I do not see anything wrong with ATSV!Punkflower and my views.

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The racism revolving Punkflower is disgusting.

I’ve seen a lot of people bashing Punkflower when the whole misinfo-hobie-being-19/20-situation occurred, but ONLY with Punkflower [from what I’ve seen.] I didn’t see any of this happening to the other ships that Hobie is in / shipped with Gwen, and Pavitr.

I have not seen any, quite literally nobody, complaining about any other ship that isn’t Punkflower, and it’s insanely overwhelming and confusing?? People don’t complain when it comes to Hobie x Gwen, but if it’s with two queer black boys? Huge problem all of a sudden.

“Love how when it was Hobie and Gwen no one batted an eye but as soon as people started shipping two black males together all of a sudden everyone’s disgusted and outraged” - uglynavel

“none of y’all had a problem w gwen and hobie, but when hobie started getting shipped with miles and pav? y’all got pissed. get your racist and homophobic head out of your ass. even if hobie IS an adult in the movie, that still doesn’t mean that shipping him with miles in the comics suddenly isn’t valid. newsflash, gwen is MUCH OLDER than hobie in his universe.” - artisan-is-bored

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Other quotes, that I wanted to point out, but I didn’t sort them into a spot;

“There are a lot more weird problems in the ATSV fandom, yet people are worried about Flowerpunk and whether Hobie is of age, or not. Those problems are full on grown ass people sexualizing Miles, Gwen, and likely more. There’s already stuff about Peter B. and Miles ship, and THAT is an active problem on hand. More people need to worry about all of that instead of a guy who has an up-to-interpretation age (but is strongly, likely, a 16-17 year old if not an adult.)” - peachypea0ny

“I can’t even enjoy comic versions of punkflower without me being called a pedo or having multiple fucking comments telling me over and over that punkflower is a proship.” - uglynavel

“I’m sorry it’s just really not fucking fair what In THE ACTUAL MOVIE it can imply something between Gwen and Hobie but the SECOND people started shipping two black boys together then it became a huge fucking problem, here’s the thing if Hobie is actually older and they never say that in the movie but imply something to the audience that him and a sixteen year old girl could possibly have something between them THEN THATS GROSS I DONT CARE HOW GOOD THE MOVIE IS! But Hobie is always, in other crossovers and his comics he is around 16, he has met Miles before in canon the ship’s not new, it was just small.” - crownecromancer (Edited to make sense, by me, godunforgiving.)

“punkflower is originally a comic ship, its been around for ages before atsv, its normal for shippers to crossover into different areas where the same characters are. he doesnt have an age on his wiki and why would he be said to have a love triangle with gwen if he WAS 19/20, idk why ppl have such a problem with punkflower but not with hobie and gwen??” - raspberryjars

“this is what happens when you believe in misinformation on the internet. no, there is no age gap, because hobie does not even have a canon age. if you watch the interview, instead of 10 seconds of it, he says it was early concepts of hobie. another director has confirmed his age is up to interpretation.. so. yall rlly need to stop with this, its weird asl. this whole thing was rooted in racism and homophobia, stop spreading misinformation I BEG.” - spideyzpoolsp

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Another disclaimer/notice;

PLEASE, PLEASE STOP BELIEVING IN EVERYTHING THAT YOU SEE!! EVEN IN TIKTOK OR TUMBLR!

IF it’s a piece of information that could be misinformation revolving around Punkflower or Hobie Brown, or anything, DO find out if it is real or fake asap!

I’m using a method that I remember from my elementary school that was constantly talked about [can’t believe I’d bring it up in a post about a ship years later], however it really does pay out and work anywhere else tbh. The “Stop, Think, Act method”.

STOP = Pause, if it distresses you; then take a breath to calm down, avoid doing anything on impulse aka don't do anything without thinking carefully beforehand.

THINK = Instead of the “what is the problem, what are the options, best path forward?” in the method itself, we will reuse this but change stuff up that can apply directly to this post. So after stopping and calming down, we will think carefully and review what we already KNOW. If it’s where the piece of information is easily seen/known as misinfo, then you are good. If the piece of misinfo is affecting something that we already know, then we move onto the next step.

ACT = “Proceed with the best option. Act carefully, and revise if needed.” The best option forward from thinking, is to do research, and make sure that it is actually real, and not misinformation with lies laced within. IF it is indeed misinformation, then it is the best to alert others, with proof.

If you are thinking “But why even mention that method??” The best example to use this method is with the age discourse blowup. A LOT of people believed in the misinformation very, very fast. What should’ve happened is that the mentioned method should’ve occurred early, to help prevent most of the freak out and its damages. But many users may not have thought of that, or even know the method, so it is okay. At least it calmed down a lot as of now, just that people are now likely afraid.

[Note; I am NOT blaming anybody!! I also freaked out a bit too, but I stuck to what I already knew, until I found more information. At first I heard “Hobie is 19-20!!!!” I figured that it must’ve been misinfo through what I already knew, because adding all of what I knew and this uproar of info, it just didn’t add up from what I alrd knew. but I still researched and did my homework!! Just that more people should naturally second-guess things that they are suspicious of and also be aware of that method and to apply it online, as it is already useful in real life!]

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Wrapping this post up, finally.

It’s sad to see different Punkflower fans fight each other. But it’s also outrageous and annoying to see the plat!Punkflower shippers, who see Miles and Hobie strictly in a brotherly relationship, to throw the term ‘!ncest / pseudo-!ncest’ against the romantical Punkflower shippers.. Like holy shit, that doesn’t make you any better. Can people, please, stop throwing serious accusations against other people so nonchalantly?

These accusations are SO serious and life changing, even if it's pointed at the wrong person. But people are just too ignorant to realize that unfortunately.

“You see him (Hobie) as 19/20 who’s a big brother to the other spiders? Cool! You see him as 16/17 rebel teen amazing!” - hamiltonforpowerpoint

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End post.

Reblogs, likes, and comments of your own opinions of this post are so welcome!

Again, ily all and take care of yourselves!!

and again, if anything you think that should be added onto the post, let me know! have a great day everybody

A friend asked what’s up with the discourse, asked me to make a post, after hours of research - I absolutely fucking DELIVERED. Love you guys.

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Edit #1 (06/15); had to reformat some things since it just looked broken to me! Using the editor on mobile is a PAIN.. 0/10.

Edit #2 (06/16); an edit update! I rewrote some things (to hope to make the post sound more better), added some stuff in the notes section and some throughout the post itself, updated the crediting so the quotes used are credited and linked back to hell!!!! bc crediting others is awesome! and the post is also def over 4.2k words lol

Edit #3 (06/17); An anon told me that I was “misusing” the 'proship' term, so I edited the post. Proshitters can go to hell for all I care. To clarify, I am talking about problematic shippers. Edit #4 (06/19); oh my god 600+ notes?? i hope all of you are having an EXCELLENT month okay.. i love you guys <3 /plat

Edit #5 (06/21); I am muting this! I saw some people reply to this post, but I just do not have the ability to respond to them (Selective mutism), I did write “drafts” to them, but I do not feel like polishing it and responding. Just busy with other things, honestly! I may end up responding some time later, so yeah. If you have any concerns or inquiries regarding this post, do not hesitate and feel free to DM me!

Every once a few weeks I may check up on this post as well, until I stop altogether.

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femslashfeb · 3 months

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HELLO ALL

TLDR

No reblogging from the blog this year - posting prompts tomorrow the 31st

For the past few years I've very much struggled with reblogging everyone's activity in the tag. So this year I will not be doing so.

(OR maybe I will? I just don't want to commit)

Even if I knew how to make a bot that reblogs - a lot of people still use the unique tag to tag outside challenges. So I've always had to hand submit. However it became too stressful for me and for the past few years I ended up avoiding it until later weeks or even months.

If you noticed I didn't finish reblogging last year so- I've just given up on that.

Honestly I've struggled a lot with depression for the last 7 years or so. It's been harder and harder to find my way back to tumblr. It doesn't help that my phone can barely handle the amount of apps it already has.

My main account @puff-pink hardly ever updates because of my big sad. And I don't know if I'll ever get back on the horse in the same way I did before.

Some of you know me as an artist, and tho I still churn out subpar art for my day-job I've struggled a lot to make art for myself during my depression. Partially because one year I overworked my hand - and still deal in continual wrist aches. Even the weeks I don't pick up a drawing tool.

I intended this challenge for myself and maybe the small fandoms I was in at the time. But it took off among writers and creators of all types across all fandoms.

One year I even tried to tally the most popular fandoms but there were honestly too many to keep track of- and I stopped after the first three pages of submissions.

I don't claim to have invented the concept of FemSlash February. Before I started the prompts I swear I had heard the phrase somewhere. Tho not sure where. Perhaps it had been amongst my friends on Skype. Back when I had online friends and Skype(I'm still not sold on Discord🤷‍♀️).

However that January I thought it would be fun to partake in a challenge of some kind. But scouring tumblr and the general internet. I could only find half hearted efforts on fanfiction sites from years past.

I'm so proud of all my Sapphic creators on here that have partaken every year. Even if I've never shown favoritism or awarded anyone. I do notice those that actually complete the challenge AND those that keep coming back each year(looking at you H20 writer(I don't remember your username but there's a mermaid writer that's a writing machine)). I truly am proud of you especially in my shriveled state of creativity. Thank you for your efforts. For your hype. And for your love of women of all kinds across all the universes.

Each year I'm surprised to find even more categories I never thought to include. From mood boards, to doll photography, to ofc the classic art and writing. May your pencils forever be in union with your sister mediums.

On that note. There is a strict NO AI GENERATED ART or writing this year.

Not that I could physically stop anyone who does use AI. But I do not want that sort of thing associated with this challenge. It's become scarily good in 2023 to the point it can't always be identified. So I simply ask for the honor system when it comes to AI generated creations.

That being said. If you've made it to the end of this post:

Prompts will be posted tomorrow.

I usually prefer to give yall more of a buffer, but I've been busy. Both with Big Sad, rescuing some feral cats, my own life, errands, chores and work.

If you're still here- here is a preview of the first three days.

FEB 1 - black

FEB 2 - spring

FEB 3 - cake

The 14th as usual will be some sort of Valentine romance type theme(haven't decided specifically yet) and as always there will be a Rest Day.

Expect some repeat prompts. In the past I tried to avoid them but idc anymore.

It's also a Leap Year this year so expect one extra prompt to throw off the symmetry of what's normally 28 days.

Thanks for coming back this year. And thank you to those that still check on this blog.

❤️🧡🤍💜🩷

Keep loving girls

-PuffPink

#femslashfeb #femslash february #femslashfeb2024 #lesbian

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whispersoftheton · 10 months

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Hii! I have a request!! I just finished rewatching S2 and I kept wondering about what married life with Anthony would be, specially with his wife moving to the Bridgerton mansion. Could you write something about that? The wife moving to the house and understanding that she's the new lady and viscountess, realizing her responsabilities for the family and wanting to do them good but also being scared of crossing a line and making Violet uncomfy!! Thank you, I love your work!!

Hello! I put together some HC's (sorry they're so long). Hope you like them! and thank you for your kind words and for taking time out of your say to read my stories, it means so much <3

Anthony Bridgerton x Fem!Reader

You spent most of your honeymoon in pure bliss with Anthony but now that the two of you have settled into the Bridgerton home it's time to get to business

Violet took her time with you, introducing you to the staff and making sure you were comfortable in your new position as head of the household. She did everything she could to welcome you with open arms but you couldn't help but hold back in fear of overstepping. Often looking to her for unspoken approval.

You tried your best to maintain things as they were. Whether it was always setting out floral arrangements with an array of colors you'd become so familiar with in your many visits to the Bridgerton home or afternoons on end over tea with ladies of society. Never wanting to let anyone down. It was exhausting to be quite honest.

When Anthony wasn't otherwise occupied with his business, he was always there to offer you his love and support. Encouraging you to take more of a lead with your responsibilities while silently admiring how much respect you had for his family. He always knew you'd be his perfect Viscountess no matter what, he just had to make you believe that too

Knowing you bared the responsibility of Anthony's sister's coming out in the next couple of seasons weighed down on you like no other. Violet had done such a flawless job with Daphne's season, you knew you couldn't mess this up. You took the time to get to know each of his sister's, playing chess with Hyacinth until she bested you, taking interest in whatever reading had captured Eloise's attention in that moment, or even strolling the market with Francesca in the afternoons.

It wasn't until it was your time to organize your first ball as Viscountess that you really felt frazzled by it all. Violet took notice, offering you the guidance and reassurance you needed. Lending a helping hand whenever needed but allowing you to make all final decisions yourself. She saw so much of herself in you, how much Anthony cared for you. She knew it to be a matter of time before you grew comfortable as the new Viscountess Bridgerton

Mini Tag List: @bugnug @queenofmean14 @fiction-is-life @thethreeeyed-raven @ssprayberrythings @fatbottomedvirgo @fictional-hooman (let me know if you would like to added here or dm me if you’d like to be removed)

I do not consent to having my work reposted, translated, or published to any third party site or app. if anyone sees my work anywhere that is not ao3/tumblr or under any other username that is not whispersoftheton, it has been reposted without my permission

#bridgerton #anthony bridgerton #anthony bridgerton imagine #anthony bridgerton x reader #bridgerton netflix #anthony bridgerton smut #anthony bridgerton fluff #anthony bridgerton fanfiction #anthony bridgerton x y/n #anthony bridgerton x you #bridgerton season 2

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everlastlady · 6 months

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Mammon + Servant Reader (Male)

✘Posted: 11/5/2023

✘Story Contains: Male reader, Assassin reader, Servant reader, Clingy Mammon, Injuries, Someone fucking dies, Bunny, and Mammon tending to Reader.

✘Word Count: None, I'm to lazy to open google doc @tumblr please add a wordcount on here ya freaking cunts.

✘Author's Note: I said I was going to feed my male readers so since I'm still in pain from my cramps I decided I'm going to lay in bed, watch Stardew Valley videos, while I write this. Just in case my username never gave it away. I'm female in real so I used to always write for female readers found it easier. But I'm older in life and grown in writing, so I've been learning to cater to my male readers. So if you are a male reader, never be scared to send me request for any helluva characters or matchups. I will do my best to cater to all my readers. Remember to eat a meal or a snack, drink some water, get some fresh air, take your medicine, and remember that you are loved. If you loved this story remember to comment, click or tap that heart button, reblog with tags, and blaze if you can. Always remember to support your local writers. ♡♡♡

✘Summary: {Name} the butler and assassin of Mammon, someone who takes their job serious letting no harm come to Mammon or his home. But what happens when a obsessed stalker who wants Mammon tries to do anything to be with Mammon which leads to {Name} getting hurt.

" Here, you go sir, breakfast just the way you like it. " {Name} said, as he set the plate down in front of his master Mammon. The plate held strawberry pancakes, bacon, eggs, sausage, and hash browns. Everything looked delicious. Mammon's mouth was watering as he pushed aside the paperwork he was doing just so he could eat. " Thanks looks good remind me to tell the cook that he should get a vacation day. " Mammon said already diving into eating. {Name} nodded and turned around writing in his notepad while Mammon ate. As {Name} was turned around. Mammon watched them while he ate. He wasn't sure how {Name} did it, being a servant and an assassin. Mammon remembered when he first hired him. The skills they had for wiping away any dust or getting away of germs with a sniper rifle. Seeing how {Name} could easily kill someone with one shot and no hesitate, scared Mammon but he knew that he shouldn't worry because {Name} worked for him. And Mammon paid {Name} far more than anyone but he was curious about {Name's} life, they rarely spoke about their personal life, actually Mammon knew nothing of {Name}. Mammon finished his breakfast and wipes his mouth. " So {Name} do you have a girlfriend or boyfriend? " Mammon asked. {Name} chuckled and turned around as their {e/c} looked at Mammon, he could have swore that {Name's} eyes glowed as they titled their head and smiled.

" No sir, I don't have a partner, I don't think I really need one. With being an assassin it's a pretty dangerous job. Someone could use my partner against me. I could always get my partner back but the trauma my partner would endure, I can't do that to them. Why do you ask? " {Name} stepped forward and picked up the plate. " I just wanted to know about the people who work for me. " Mammon stared at {Name}. That was interesting to here, so {Name} is single, do they have a family? Should Mammon ask? Yes definitely he should ask, he wanted to know more about {Name} and this conversation was nice. " Do you have any family? " Mammon asked. {Name} set the empty mug that once held coffee onto the plate. " I did, they are still alive but I don't talk with them. They don't agree with my lifestyle, they wanted to control my life every since I was born. They always documented my life for social media and vlogging. They controlled who I was friends with, forced dating partners onto me, and wanted me to be a doctor. I ran away at the age of eighteen, of course they tried to find me. But I never let them; I'm happy with the life I have here with you sir. " {Name} smiled and bowed walking out of the door.

Mammon sat there speechless and disgusted upon hearing about your family. Who documents their whole child's life to put on social media for views, clicks, and life. Just trying to control and mold your child into something you want is pure evil. This made Mammon reflect on his certain actions. He also thought about the last part {Name} said before walking out. They are happy here with them. Mammon's face became warm as ge crossed his arms and leaned back. {Name} was caring and such a lovely person. But could put a bullet into someone without a second thought. But that is what Mammon found fascinating about {Name}, he was pretty sure if he told them to go kill Fizzarolli, he would. But Mammon didn't want to deal with Asmodeus and possibly loose {Name} because you know the saying an eye for an eye. So he would let Asmodeus and Fizzarolli be for the time being. Mammon heard a large crash, he jumped shaking from his thoughts. He stood up and opened the door to see {Name} pin to the floor. A demonic looking bunny demon on top of {Name} holding a knife. " {Name}! " Mammon yelled out. {Name} and the bunny demon looked up at Mammon. {Name} looked beat up. A bloody nose and busted lip. " Sir, please stay back they have one of those angelic weapons! . " {Name} yelled. But with one punch they were knocked out. The bunny demon stood. Their fur was black with red steaks. They were wearing a white crop top and baggy ripped jeans. " Mammon, I've always wanted to meet you and finally I am! " The bunny had a crazy look in their eyes, a look that made Mammon himself scared and stepped back.

" I've always been your biggest fan. I know everything about you and collect everything you throw away! Like that one time when you went Beelzebub's restaurant and threw away a chicken bone, I kept it or when of the dollar signs fell off your hat and you didn't notice, I'm sorry I should have given it back; I kept it! I always watch your commercials and only go to your banks. Anything you put out, I buy. " The bunny was talking hysterically. Mammon's face held a nervous smile. " T-That's good, but you shouldn't really be here. " Mammon was hoping you would wake up to take care of this creep. " I know I shouldn't! But I couldn't help it especially after what happened at the clown off, what that shitty clown did to you was horrible, and I came to prove that you should hire me! You can make me the new face, I'll do anything and don't care how you use me! " The bunny grabbed Mammon's hand. Their grip was strong which scared Mammon. " I-I'm actually not looking for any new talent right now. " Mammon tried to pull away. Only for the bunny person to hold on tighter. " But you haven't seen my act, I even have an outfit I'm working on that's modeled after you so we can match, l-let me show you a photo. " The bunny person reached for their phone. " He said he isn't looking for any new talents! " {Name} used all the force in their body to knock the bunny person onto the table sending them crashing as the glass vase broke underneath them.

{Name} was breathing heavily as the bunny person groans. " Sir, are you okay? " {Name} asked. But they looked more beat up then Mammon. The greed lord shook his head. " Forget about me, are you okay mate? You look like you took quite the beating. " Mammon stepped towards {Name}. " I've been through worst. " {Name} laughed. Mammon cupped {Name's} face and looked at them. " Doesn't matter if you been through worst... I want to make sure that you are okay... " Mammon frowned. As {Name} stood there blushing. The bunny groaned and opened their eyes to see this display of affection this made their blood boil. The bunny picked up a shard of glass from the broken vase. " He's mine! " The bunny jumped on {Name} stabbing them in the side multiple times. {Name} screamed and slammed the bunny into the wall, knocking them off. {Name} looked at their tore suit on the side. The bunny was quick to slice across {Name's} chest. Before kicking them down the stairs. With a tumble and hitting the ground. {Name} laid there looking lifeless, Mammon believed that they were lifeless that his sweet assassin was gone. The bunny turned around and smiled. " I'm sorry that they interrupted us, you have to remind me to fire them when you and me get married. Which reminds me, let me show you the names of our 20 children! " The bunny was going to reach for their phone. But in a puff of green air Mammon had entered his larger demonic form.

" fire them!?, marriage!?, kids!? I don't even fucking know you or love you! " Mammon screamed in the bunny's face. " N-Now, don't say that. We deserve to be together. " The bunny said backing up. " No, we don't you killed the one person I love and now I'm going to make sure you will make me a lot of money like you wanted. " With a large grin Mammon raised his hand and flicked the bunny into a wall upon impact their back and legs were broken as they fell to the floor unconscious. Mammon changed back to his much smaller form and ran downstairs to {Name}, upon closer inspection. Mammon could see that they were alive and immediately had {Name} rushed to the hospital, where they had to have surgery and get some stitches. {Name's} eyes fluttered open and found themselves in the hospital bed. The TV was playing some dramatic soap opera. Mammon was sitted next to {Name}, Mammon was asleep in the chair. But his eyes opened when he saw {Name} looking at him, Mammon smiled. " Hey, mate are you feeling okay? " Mammon placed his hand against {Name's} nodded their head tiredly. " Yes, what happened to that crazy fucker? " {Name} asked with a sigh. " I'm sorry I failed you... " {Name} tears up.

" Hey, you didn't fell me. You did everything you could to protect me and don't worry about that nut job, I took care of them. Now I'm here for you because I care about you.... Could say I have feelings for ya. " Mammon gently squeezed {Name's} hand as they blushed. " I appreciate that sir, thank you for everything... " {Name} smiled softly. The rest of the evening. Mammon kept {Name} company. Telling jokes, getting them better food because hospital food is gross, and making sure the doctors checked on them. Once {Name} fell asleep. Mammon kissed their cheek before leaving when arriving home. One of the servants lead Mammon downstairs. Mammon put on some gloves and a coat. The bunny was tied to the table with a cloth tied around their mouth, markings on their bunny of where to cut. " Alright, ready to make me a lot of money~ " Mammon grinned and walked towards the bunny who's muffled screams would not be heard. These organs would sell for a lot and Mammon planned to take you on a very expensive vacation after getting out of the hospital.

Mammon's Clowns aka Mammon Tag list: if you wanna be added or removed let me know.

@stinkykittypet

@pyromaniam

#helluva boss #hazbin hotel #helluva mammon x reader #helluva mammon x male reader #helluva x reader #helluva x male reader #helluva fanfiction #helluva fandom #male reader #character x male reader #character x you #character x reader #helluva everlasting

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inventedfangirling · 8 months

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bad buddy fandom getting-to-know-you meme!

ah finally after a gazillion years i've been able to get around to doing this after being tagged by the ever sweet @fiercynn , so lemme straightaway get down to it.

note: i consider "fanworks" to pretty much everything people create related to a fandom, including but not limited to meta/analysis/discussion, gifs, fanvids/edits/fancams, filk, fanart, fanfic, fan food, fan crafts, etc.

name and whatever you want to share about yourself

hello there, i'm a 24 year old gray-ace panromantic desi on the romance positive end of the arospec (im still undergoing the wonderful but also often difficult and long journey of discovering myself so this is subject to change :3), i prefer going by my username so i'm not sharing my name.

when did you watch bad buddy/join the fandom?

i watched bad buddy exactly 3 months ago on the 15th of May, 2023. i watched all the episodes all on the same day and i know the date because after finishing the show i sent a 7 minute long audio note gushing about the show to my best friend. i ADORED it that much. and that's where all of this started. i loved the show so much and the lack of people i knew irl who were interested meant i had to find other people in the fandom to freak out with. i kept posting one after another favourite bad buddy edit of mine on my twitter page, gushing about it, but i got barely any response and that's when i reminded myself that tumblr exists and i should get back on here. and that's how i made this account 2 weeks after i watched the show and voila here i am surrounded by people who are as crazy about the show as i am and i couldn't be more delighted about it :')

favorite ship(s)

patpran and inkpa ofc

favorite character(s)

i love pat with all my heart, the man he ends up becoming along the course of the show is one of my most favorite portrayals of any man ever BUT pran is my actual favorite, he is my baby, (somehow both) my elder and younger brother and my best friend and he has my whole heart. his love, his hesitance, his anxiety, his bravery, his dimples, his FOREHEAD, his striped shirts, his precious heart i would DIE for him no questions asked.

favorite episode(s)

episode 11. each segment had something for the heart, i adored every single second of it...the sheer volume of beaut quotes from this episode is mind blowing! ("being with you already feels like freedom", "i can be anywhere as long as i have you", "we have been happier a lot too", "thankyou for trying to make a silly guy like me happy..." "i wrote this song for him", "one man can't change the world, but this world can't change me too"), and the soft loving looks of adoration making me clutch my chest, but also there was the quintessential patpran banter and bad buddy humour and wisdom i LOVE this episode with all my heart.

episode 5 is perfection. it comes second for me, but that kiss will always be number 1 <3

favorite scene(s)

rooftop kiss, balcony phone call, episode 7 ending when pat comes to save the day and the play, episode 11 red shirts commitment expression scene, and the final credits and post credits scene

one thing you would change about the show if you could

i wished the gangs didnt bully eo or anybody else even in the beginning, i get it shows growth but still i wished that was shown differently. also i wish we got a conversation where they talk about the guitar. and while we're here i wish it was somehow longer, i could have watched ohmnanon be patpran for HOOOURS.

what are your some of your favorite fanworks made by other people?

traffic was slow for the crash years by @fiercynn aka the creator of this meme. i absolutely adored every single second of the fic. despite it giving me a WORLD of pain. all the pain made it more beautiful and everything was worth it in the end. like i said before you took a great thing and made it even better <3

every piece of art that @hereforlou comes up with. you are a GEM!

all of nanons gorgeous gifsets!!

same page video edit that even p'aof tweeted about. SO good.

enchanted (aka patpran's official song) and other patpran edits by this same SO very talented editor

mudhal nee mudivum nee - another beautiful edit but desi so its even better <3

this super clever edit of patpran to message in a bottle. it's an instant serotonin booster for me.

(if you create fanworks) what are your favorite fanworks that you’ve made?

you can hear it in the silence - bad buddy bet era fic (the only one i've written till now)

my bad buddy textposts collection

my pran and pat's growth posts

this post that took me 20 mins to write but is one of my fav things ive written about the show

my long treatise of bet era patpran that took me a week!

list of accounts (hopefully i haven't forgotten any) whose meta and analysis and brainrot i absolutely adore- @miscellar , @telomeke-bbs , @grapejuicegay , @aroceu, @dudeyuri, @dribs-and-drabbles, @dimplesandfierceeyes, @sharingfandoms, @waitmyturtles, @ranchthoughts, @lurkingteapot, @lurkingshan, @thegayneurodivergentagenda, @kenmakaashi, @absolutebl, @charthanry, @bengiyo, @mahuhumaling, @panickedbisexualwatchesbl, @jemmo, @patspran, @fiercynn, @midnightfreeway, @fierceeyesanddimples and a couple more im sure ive missed. it was {and continues to be} a pleasure reading their thoughts about the show (or any other show that we've mutually watched).

a song that makes you think of bbs (the ones in the show don’t count lol)

message in a bottle because of this edit

daylight cos of this edit

enchanted, because of the infinite edits we've got from it and if im not wrong pat ohm has acknowledged it too

and basically all other romantic songs in the history of romance i guess :3

alrighty then i think i'm done with this tag. this was a LOT of fun to compile <3

#bad buddy #bad buddy getting to know you meme #bad buddy fanworks recs #bbs fandom #bad buddy fandom #bad buddy the series #patpran

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kyra45 · 7 months

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furyywizard is a scam account

Hi! I’m making this post now that research has been done to fully prove the user furyywizard is actually a scammer and I’ll prove a short but simple guide that explains the evidence.

- Backdated posts: While they have several posts, the older ones dates are not entirely accurate to the date they show to be reblogged. As seen in this post, all three posts sampled are from this month at only a few days ago.

- Excuses: When asked why they backdated posts, their defense was that they had only been on tumblr for about a month and needed to look like they had been on there longer because they had a mutual. As seen in this post, their excuses quickly turned to accusing me of nonsense when I told them a few days isn’t a month.

- Tagging particular aid blogs: While nothing to be suspicious of in general, a brand new blog tagging mutual aid accounts should be seen as odd because a brand new account wouldn’t know anyone unless they’ve been on tumblr before and knew of them. On occasion these are tags to popular black bloggers as has been seen in the past. Most blogs would say what their previous account was though.

- Story: The story and reason given for needing money doesn’t make all that sense if you examine it closely and some extra information supplies can be seen as false if you live in the area or at least was from there to know how far away something can be. If your not a local, you wouldn’t know.

- PayPal: The name Kelsey Williams is likely stolen from a real person somewhere else, but typing the username kelseyshaylea into PayPal will pull up an account. However, checking the link closely as seen in this post would prove something: The PayPal account is not associated with Canada. It is Philippines.

In conclusion, furyywizard is a confirmed scammer stealing images off somewhere else and while they claim to be someone’s husband it’s likely they’ve just patched together a story from multiple fundraisers and are now going around spamming DMs to users calling them ‘buddy’ and begging for money if the user had shared the post. Please do not donate to the account and warn anyone sharing their post.

#scam #donation scam #furyywizard #psa #justin’s scam list

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slimy-vore-bog · 11 months

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WARNING: groomer in the SFW vore community (serious)

Content/Trigger warning: discussions of grooming, mention of incest, and sexual and fatal vore

I am posting to tags to try to keep people safe!

This specifically occured in the Owl House corner of this community, but everyone should be warned

I will put the rest of the post below keep reading, but for now the person I'm accussing is known as "les-the-mess" on here and "LesTheMessy" on DeviantArt (I do not remember the discord name) and she is 23/24 years of age

And lastly that a real minor has been contacted by said person and made very uncomfortable (url will not be stated for their safety)

Remember to check everything I say for yourself, if you don't believe me; I would not accuse this person publicly if I didn't consider them a real threat All except the minor's statement are available online

I am feeling sick to my stomach that this happened and I don't know how to handle this. I'm going to tell this a bit more like a story so I can get it out easier

I was on DA (DeviantArt) when I saw something odd pop up; a vore edit of Catra and Adora with Luz and Amity as prey. I looked at it, because I am always up to find more sfw safe vore creators, but it was neither safe or non-sexual

There were clearly comments engaging with the art in a sexual way and the creator didn't discourage or delete said comments and the description itself mentioned how the vore was going to end with both prey characters dying.

This person had an identical avatar and near identical username to their URL here on tumblr and I was horrified as I knew that this person had interacted with a minor despite having "minors DNI" and that already gave me a slight prickling suspicion something was wrong (later learned she has even DMed them on discord...)

They had both minors and NSFW in her DNI so I didn't have anything to go after, as they didn't have any post with suspicious stuff here or followed any weird blogs and I brushed it off initially

Her posts on DA however... Very fucking damning: almost all their edits are of minors and adults in vore or of the character The Collector (Which is a child who is also a god; he is immortal, but at the point we last see them is mentally an 8-10 year old)

Now I didn't pick the most damning thing to screenshot, as it was too gross (unbirth incest between Luz the main character, her girlfriend and Luz's mother Camila) but here is one example of one of their posts:

Odalia/nickname Mamadalia is an antagonist of the show and an adult woman

Here is a screenshot of her account on tumblr:

Very lousily taken, but I was too distraught to care

I contacted the minor (who I am already friendly with, since I wanted to support the growth of their blog) as soon as I deemed this person to be a threat and the minor has told me that she has indeed acted weird towards them, but it only clicked now after I shared what I did...

The minors own words when I asked for details:

"I can't remeber what we talked about exactly since I deleted my discord in a panic-

But it was first of with the collector, at first it seemed harmless, but I started getting uncomfortable when it entered into the vore Stuff, like, I dont why but it rubbed me the wrong way but I didnt say anything since it sorta felt…uneasy to say the least, and i feel stupid because i never said anything about it

She also talked a lot about digestion aswell, and when I brought up the no minors thing- she said it was because she managed and 18+ discord server and it was okay for us to talk, and I feel this is extremely important to mention- she reposted your art to me without credit, I cant remeber everything but i hope this is enough"

Now the last thing I will say I don't have much of an opinion on, because of how severe the situation is, but I wanted to include the full message (Split up into paragraphs for easier reading)

I might have forgotten some stuff, but this is all I can think of right now

Please just stay safe, stay away and block/report this person!

#important #safe vore #toh vore #sfw vore #soft vore #gt vore #extreme cuddling #t0h vore

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vibraniumarm06-bucket · 1 year

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A Friendly Smile From the Past - 1

A/N: Hi there! Just another wee work in progress. Let me know what you think of it :) I'm new to Tumblr and how it works, so like I don't know how to tag pages together and whatnot heh! So please be patient with me! This is also posted on my Ao3 under the same username!

Pairing: CEO!Bucky Barnes x Reader [with College!Bucky/High School!Bucky in Flashbacks and mentions].

Series Masterlist || Main Masterlist

“You have got to be kidding me! You seriously have got to be kidding me!” I shouted out frustrated and annoyed as I rubbed my hands down my cheeks instead of pulling on my hair because mum always said it would make my hair fall out faster. Not that rubbing on my cheeks helped either. Staring up at me from the desk was the letter I had been dreading. I knew there would be cuts, but I didn’t think I would be one of them. I have always gone above and beyond for this firm. I strove for greatness, and we were recognised more and covered in the media because of the cases I took and won. I glanced at the door where my name had once been etched, now empty. I sighed and bit my bottom lip trying not to cry, ‘do not show any signs of weakness’ my inner voice was screaming at me. ‘You are going to hold your head up high, you know they’ll regret this decision’. Breathing slowly I continued packing up my office, shoving everything into the boxes.

Oh god, how are my parents going to take this? It’s not like I was fired, but dad thinks that being let go and being fired are the same exact thing. I can just imagine it now, the words that would be uttered “Honey, they would have kept you if you were truly as great as the media portrays you to be”. To say my relationship with my dad is complicated is an understatement.

I should have taken that offer from the firm in the city, Johnson & Sloane when I had the chance, but what did I do? I chose to stay, in the small town with no growing career opportunities because dad had gotten sick. Even though our relationship has been difficult since the split, I stayed due to obligation, of trying to be the perfect daughter.

“You know if you stare any harder at that letter you’ll probably remain cross-eyed” Natasha’s voice brings me out of my thoughts. I chuckle softly but it sounds pathetic. “If it helps you’re stuck with me until we find new jobs,” she says walking over and placing her hand on my shoulder as we both stare at the wall. The last item to take down and pack is my law degree. The one I worked my ass off for.

“I’m glad you’re here Nat” I whisper softly as I try to find the courage to take it down. A squeeze of my shoulder is all it takes for me to reach out and take it down, placing it in the box.

Nat and I have been friends since we were in diapers, well technically since the womb. Our mothers are the best of friends and live across from each other. We grew up doing pretty much everything together, we had the same circle of friends. But there were some things that differed. In high school, Nat was the cheerleader and went on to be the captain, she was popular and loved by everyone. I, on the other hand, was involved in the drama club and debate team, I knew everyone and everyone knew me. Where Nat would barely try in classes, I worked twice as hard. Sitting exams was a scary time because I would worry about her not studying. I think that might be one of the reasons we ended up going to the same university because even though we may be different we couldn't live without each other, but also she wouldn’t have been able to pass any of her papers at university without me. We depended on each other because our lives were intertwined.

When I decided to stay where we grew up because dad got sick, she didn’t hesitate one second “If you’re staying so am I, we go through this together”. I couldn’t be more thankful to have her by my side through everything good and bad. I will, however, always feel guilty because she decided to stay here, she broke up with her boyfriend Steve - they dated through high school and through university. They truly were meant for each other, but Steve wanted to play football professionally and had been drafted to play across the country, an opportunity he could not pass.

I remember overhearing the conversation, it was hard not to. A screaming match in her room while the rest of us sat in the living room, it was one of our last hangouts before graduation and we would all move away to our respective job offers that we had lined up.

“Why? Why can you not come with me? Do you not love me anymore is that it? We have talked about this since high school, you said this is what you wanted” Steve had sounded so broken, I knew he must have thought Nat was slipping through his fingers. “I know, we did, but plans change, life doesn’t go to plan” she had said “It’s not my place to say why I’m going back home, just that I am, she needs me” Her voice had remained emotionless but later that night, Clint and I had held her till she had passed out from crying. I had begged and pleaded in tears to her so that she would not tell anyone what had happened, that instead of moving to New York to live out my big lawyer dreams, I was going back home. I begged her to go with Steve but she was so stubborn and knew I would not be able to do this without her. “Please don’t do this to us, we have something so beautiful baby, I can’t see a future that you aren’t in Nat, please” Steve had begged her and I knew it pained her deeply. Steve never knew who Nat had meant by ‘she’, I think he might have thought it was her mother.

“What do you think of Johnson & Sloane?” I ask softly as I pick up my box and follow her to the desk outside my- the office where her box sits but mainly contains office supplies and a photograph. Nat barely personalised her desk, but the one photo she did keep was the university photo of all of us after we had won the football game against our rival university during our final year. All of us girls had been dressed up in our colours to support the boys. Nat, Wanda, Sharon, Pepper and I had our hair in pigtails covered in glitter and ribbons. We had gone the extra mile. Steve, Vis, Tony, Sam, Thor and Bucky had all been playing and were covered in dirt and sweat. Bruce had been on medic duty that night and Clint had injured himself so he had been benched. We were all smiles in that photo, back then we thought we would be friends till the end of time no matter where we would have ended up.

“You should have taken the offer when you first got it,” she said as we walked towards my car after handing in our work ids and office keys to security. After placing the boxes in the trunk and accidentally slamming it shut a little too hard, I don’t think it was accidental. I turned to face the building, leaning on the car.

“I know I should’ve, but,” I said and stopped. But what? Dad had made progress and things had been looking up. I could have gone, made a break for it, and started growing my career. Used the middle-tier firm as a jumping stone to make it to New York as I had dreamed of. But mum would have been disappointed. She had grown used to my presence being back since university. She also depended on me. Since the split with dad, she had been on her own, living her life through me at times.

“Your parents, I know,” she said softly leaning against the car too. I glance over at her “I truly am grateful to you, you know. You didn’t have to come back with me, but you did. You gave up your relationship with Steve and you shouldn’t have. He’s still single you know, it’s the main thing the media will write about him. I think he’s waiting for you, you should go. Take this opportunity and go to him” I say as tears form in my eyes, the guilt eating away.

“Y/N,” she said softly and sighed. She turned her head and met my eyes “I chose to stay, to follow you home. You’re my family, yes I loved Steve, and I still love him, but you mean more to me in the world. Partners will come and go, but you, you’re my family and I would do anything for you. You didn’t even ask me to come with you, you begged me to go with Steve even though your world was crumbling down. You were the brightest law student and you had massive offers to make a name for yourself in New York. How could I just leave you to face demons without support? You are my home. You don’t have to ask, just like I never ask you for anything, yet you’re always by my side.”

I couldn’t meet her stare. I felt ashamed. “As for Steve, he could have reached out, he could have come back home. He could have called, he could have fought harder for us. But” she said a soft crack in her voice, “he remained silent” I finished for her. I reach out and squeeze her arm softly.

“You’re no better though,” she says “What do you mean?” I ask confused as we both start getting into the car. “James Buchanan Barnes,” she says a little too smugly for my liking. The mention of his name makes my heart stop. “What about him?” I ask playing indifferently. “You both were in love with each other and never confessed your feelings. The only other person you have been as close to as I was him,” she said “You just stopped communicating?” she asks raising her perfectly shaped eyebrow. I sigh softly “Oh please, he was not in love with me,” I say rolling my eyes but my heart hurts. Bucky and I were super close growing up, sure he had Steve and I had Nat and the four of us had been close. He was my best friend and one day since moving back home the messages and constant video calls slowly started to fade to one-word messages and 2-minute calls to absolutely nothing from him. I had never told him and he had sensed something was wrong during that last hangout but I never once said a word to him about it. He had also had a job offer in New York and would always ask to meet up and hang out but I would always say I was busy, but the truth was I was miles away from there, too scared to tell him the truth.

“One day the messages stopped coming and he didn’t call anymore,” I say softly which is why I moved on. "Plus we haven’t heard from the rest of the group since graduation, we all fell off the communication wagon. Our entire group has been together since high school, and sure Steve, Bucky, you and I longer than that, I thought we would be in constant contact, us against the world ya know? But it just faded away like those days didn’t mean anything at all” I say softly

“You know that’s not true, it did mean something, I guess we are all just busy with our lives,” she says softly. “But at least we are together”, “forever” I agree with a soft smile as we head back to the apartment.

-> Next Chapter

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luvsersi · 1 year

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prologue

heyy! I know I talked about releasing this a long while ago and now it’s finally here ahaha. I’m not sure if I’m gonna continue this, so lmk if you think I should!

steve harrington x fem!hopper!adopted!reader

characters: steve harrington, jim hopper, eleven hopper and (y/n) hopper.

warnings: none in this

word count: 897

In Jim Hoppers eyes, his daughters could do no wrong. He couldn’t bear getting mad at them.

Jim Hopper was also a very protective father. When he had lost Sarah, and his wife had left him, he promised himself that he’d protect his other daughters with his life. He also spoiled them rotten.

You’d think they would be stuck up girls, who threw tantrums whenever they didn’t get what they wanted. However, they were quite the opposite. They were kind, helpful, smart and very beautiful. Which unfortunately for Jim, attracted lots of boys.

His youngest daughter Eleven, was currently having a “thing” with Mike Wheeler. What a little prick. They were clinging to each other all of the time and it made him want to barf.

Hopper knew, that whenever that damn door was closed, they were making out. Which is also exactly why he made that stupid three inch rule.

His oldest daughters current relationship state was a bit different. She had boys chasing after her all of the time, but she’d never been in a relationship that lasted more than two months.

Little did she know that every time she had brought a boyfriend home to eat dinner, Hopper threatened them not to come near (y/n) again since he of course, didn’t think they were good enough for her.

He had considered doing the same with El when she first started dating Mike, but he had figured that since they were young, their relationship wouldn’t last more than a few months.

He was wrong.

Hopper deeply regretted that he hadn’t scared Mike away earlier, and unfortunately Mike would not budge if he tried as late as now.

He was also horrified that (y/n) would find out about his little shenanigans. He just couldn’t bear seeing some boy take her away from him. She was still his little girl. And she definitely wouldn’t be, if she found out he was chasing her boyfriends away.

(y/n) had never really suspected anything even though she was a bright girl. She’d just figured that they ran off because they weren’t ready for a relationship, or that they weren’t actually into her.

However she did think it was kind of weird that they just completely ignored her afterwards. Not even a call to let her know that they weren’t interested.

Let’s just say those were some of the perks of being the chiefs daughter.

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muddyorbsblr · 8 months

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Where is lovelysizzlingbluebird.. You all even notice when one of your members disappear?

Short answer is I don't know where she is or what happened.

I'm not the SAS member you should have reached out to because our interactions were mostly public and only through SAS threads. We weren't close outside the dash.

Yes, I did notice that she disappeared a few days ago when I went to tag her and the tag for her blog had "deactivated" appended on the username. And once again, we weren't close. So I knew that it wasn't my place to start reaching out to people and asking left and right what happened. I assume that when you choose to delete your account all together, you desire privacy. So running on that assumption, I didn't ask around, and even if we were a touch closer in DMs outside of Tumblr, the most I would have asked her is "Are you alright?" rather than "What happened? Tell me everything."

I'm sad she felt the need to deactivate and I truly hope that she's alright, and maybe hopefully one day she comes back. But until then all we can do and all we should do is wish her the best.

#anon asks #idk how to feel about ur tone nonny ngl #sas member whereabout asks #bluebird if you're lurking somehow i hope life's treating you well #we love you and we miss you #muddyorbsblr answers

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strawwritesfic · 4 months

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Enma Kozato x Female!Vongola!Reader: Coda

Summary: Can we try again?

Rating/Warnings: T (post-Inheritance Ceremony arc; Friends to Lovers; Enemies to Lovers; Love Confessions; Face Slapping; Slapping; Delivery Person!Reader; Adelheid & Enma; Adelheid/Julie)

Tag List: @imaginesfire

Notes: I've been in a Reborn mood lately, reviving some old OCs of mine with a friend via email. I'm even rereading what little of the official English translation manga there is. So I thought I'd brush off some of my old one shots for the series and post them, especially since I've had such kind feedback on the ones I've got on my Tumblr.

This was written back when I was in college, so probably circa 2011/2012. I did polish it up for this repost! Although there's really no helping the abrupt ending. I suppose I could have tacked something on, but the style would be so obviously different that it would really only make the original ending seem even more painful.

The reader character is based on (and originally written as) an OC in a roleplay group that I was in on DeviantArt at the time. I no longer recall the username, but credit where credit is due, so much as I can give it. The character's name was LaRae Souma.

Coda

Enma’s heart had never beat so wildly in his chest. Ba-thump, ba-thump, ba-thump. In the silence of the growing evening surrounding him, the noise felt abnormally loud. He lifted a trembling hand to his chest and pressed it against his rib cage.

“Why are you doing this?” he mumbled.

His heart, of course, gave no answer. Or maybe it did. Maybe its attempts to tear itself free from his insides were its way of telling him how downright crazy this entire plan was. Whatever the reason, Enma really wished his traitorous organ would stop. This whole situation was hard enough without adrenaline rushing through his veins.

Trying to calm down was a vain effort. Enma knew that. He’d been trying to do whatever that would take since school got out hours ago. How many girls had passed by, giggling because of how weird he looked standing at the gate? How many bullies had come by to exact their “standing” tax?

Maybe that was why his heart was still going crazy. Maybe he was finally running out of blood, and this was its last, desperate attempt to get what was left to the rest of his body before it gave out. Enma supposed that wouldn’t be too bad, really. At least if he was dead he wouldn’t be picked on anymore. He wouldn’t fail any more tests, either. And, for the love of God, he would not have to do what he was planning to do next.

The bag at his side buzzed. His head turned toward it. He blinked before slowly plucking his cell phone from the bag's pocket. Who would be calling him now? It was nearly dark, and the Vongola had no reason to contact him.

“Hello?” he said.

“Enma. Are you all right? It’s late.”

Oh. It was only Adelheid, then. He probably should have known, but Aoba had stolen his phone and changed all the contacts to pictures of himself flipping the camera off, so now Enma had no way to tell who anyone calling him actually was.

“She hasn’t been by.” He stared down the street again. Still no shadows appeared to be growing against the bright red sky. “Maybe she’s not coming.”

“It’s nearly dark. I would say she’s not.”

“She could be working overtime.”

“Enma, just come home. We’ll order more food, and you can talk to her then.”

“I don’t want to say it front of Julie.”

“He’s not going to say anything. If he does, I’ll hit him.”

"I'll wait a little longer.”

“Okay.” This time, her voice sounded a little warmer. “Call me when you’re on your way home.”

“Yeah. Bye.”

“Goodbye.”

He ended the conversation with a simple push of a button. Why hadn’t he taken the out Adelheid offered him? This was her idea to begin with, and Enma was seriously beginning to doubt her understanding of the matter. Her relationship wasn’t really comparable to his. All Julie had to do was grope her every once in a while.

Oh, God, was he going to have to grab your breasts? Did you even have those? It had been so long since he'd seen you that he didn’t remember. And Adelheid usually still slapped Julie when he did that. Enma didn’t really feel like being slapped.

Was this what hyperventilating felt like? He had never done it before, so he didn’t know.

A rapid tapping came from down the vacant street. Enma looked up. Running down the shadowed walk was a figure moving at a quick pace. He stood straighter. Was it you? It had to be. His hands had started to sweat again. This did not make him feel any less like an idiot. He wiped them on his pants. That only made it worse; now he had wet patches on his legs.

The figure continued to draw nearer. The golden pool of light surrounding him was soon the one they stepped into, bringing their features were placed in high relief. [Color] hair, [color] eyes, waitress uniform. Yes, that was definitely [F Name] [L Name]. It didn’t take the painful lurch in his heart to tell him that much.

The moment of recognition must have been shared because you froze mid-step, one leg stuck awkwardly in the air. Enma reached up to ruffle the back of his head. Now he was completely lost. What was he supposed to do? You were just staring at him like he was a particularly disgusting bug that had fallen directly in your path.

Then your expression hardened. Your normally warm eyes he grown so accustomed to turned more brittle as you smacked your heel back down against the pavement. For a split second, he thought you were going to say something. Instead, you started moving again, your movements now choppy and stiff.

“[Name],” he said as you passed.

You didn’t even spare him a second glance.

“[Name]!”

You did not even so much as twitch in his direction.

Enma sighed. Now what was he supposed to do? Adelheid hadn’t described her plan past his finally making contact with you. Still, he was not the same boy you had known a year ago. Steeling himself, he moved off the wall and into step beside you. It was only be the grace of God that he didn’t fall flat on his face doing so.

"[Name].”

"What?” He had never heard you speak with that much venom in your voice before, at least not directed at him. He gulped. Maybe this was a dumb idea.

"I need to talk to you.”

“I’m in the middle of a delivery.”

“I know. It's for me.”

Thankfully, this was enough to get your attention. Once again, you stopped completely, though at least this time you remembered to put you foot down. Your mouth fell open in an “o.” Then you narrowed your eyes.

“What do you mean, it’s for you?” you asked.

“I ordered it. Can I have it, please?”

“No! I’m not giving you anything!”

“I’m going to pay for it.”

You continued to watch him for a few more seconds, then tossed the container at his head. Enma flailed. The box knocked straight into his temple before falling open on the ground.

“Fine, then!" you snapped. "Eat it! See if I care!”

“Thank you,” Enma murmured.

He bent down to retrieve the contents of whatever food he had asked for. He was so nervous that he didn’t remember, nor did he think he’d actually be able to stomach it if he tried. If he remembered correctly, most girls didn’t think it was cool when boys threw up their food. Once he had the scattered contents all gathered, he rummaged in his pocket until he found the wad of cash he had stuffed in it that morning–more than enough for both his food and a decent tip for you.

“Your money." He held it out to you.

You said nothing as you snatched the cash out of his hand. And then you stood there. And continued standing there. Apparently you were intending to watch him eat the food.

Groaning inwardly, Enma picked up the chopsticks and dug in without looking at what he was digging into. It was probably good, but he didn’t get to taste much before he started to choke. Seemingly satisfied with this development, you hopped on the wall and crossed your legs, the better to see him.

“Why’d you order from there anyway? Thought I didn’t work there anymore?” you asked.

“N-No,” Enma stammered. He was still coughing up bits of rice. “I needed to talk to you.”

“So you ordered food from my workplace?”

“It was the only way I could talk to you. You were avoiding me.”

“Because I didn’t want to talk to you.”

“Right.”

Enma gazed forlornly at his eating utensils. Why had he done this? Of course you didn’t want to talk to him. After what he did…The look of betrayal on your face as you stood there with the rest of your family, the way your eyes seemed to grow dim as you watched him mutilate your friends…His gut clenched every time he thought of it. Who was he kidding with this? You weren't going to want to hear him out. You didn’t even want to be his friend anymore.

He took a deep breath and looked up toward you. It looked like he was still Loser Enma after all. What he realized, however, was that you were no longer looking away. Instead you had the full force of your glare on him. He flinched.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” you asked.

There could be a million things he hadn’t told you that you were asking about, each a worse secret than the one before. But Enma thought he had a pretty good idea what you were talking about.

“I didn’t want you to get hurt,” he said.

“And why would I get hurt?”

He licked his lips. “My family…what we were doing…”

“Yeah, it was pretty stupid,” you snarled. “And thank you so much for showing such faith in me.”

“I didn’t want you to tell Tsuna. It was important. What if you said something and they found out?

You snapped straight up. Enma stumbled backward, managing to stay on his feet but spill what was left of his meal. This did nothing to stop you. In one easy movement, you jumped off the ledge, landed on your feet, and marched up to him. For a moment, all you did was look into his eyes. Then you launched yourself forward and started trying to smack every bit of him you could reach.

“Are you kidding me?" You all but shrieked. "I thought you trusted me! I thought I was your friend!”

“Ouch. [Name]. Stop."

Your punches, if anything, merely increased in number. Enma groaned. What would Aoba and Julie say if they saw him now? Probably something along the lines of “You’re totally whipped!” Without thinking, he grabbed your wrists. You sucked in a breath. He supposed he had surprised you. The him of a year ago wouldn’t have tried to defend himself at all. One split second later, however, and you were back on the offense.

“You.” You tugged. “Are.” You tugged harder still. “Such a jerk, Enma Kozato!” You arched backward as far as you could. Still he did not let you go.

“I know," he said. "I’m sorry.”

“Sorry isn’t good enough! I don’t care what you have to say to me. Just go away!”

Enma took a deep breath. Now was good as ever. He didn’t think you were going to let him stick around much longer anyway. “I think I love you.”

The anger drained slowly from your face. Feeling that it might be safe to let you go, Enma released your wrists at last. He stuffed his now-free hands into his pockets and stared at his feet. The silence stretched on for several more minutes, and then there was a sudden whoosh and the sound of flesh meeting flesh.

Enma’s eyes went wide. The sound of the slap echoed in the empty road.

“That’s for avoiding me for a year!” When he looked up, you were rubbing at your wrist and scowling. “Did you think I was going to yell at you?”

“Well, you’re doing a good job of it now,” he said as he pressed his palm against his stinging cheek.

“Because, Enma, you are an idiot.” You scowled at him again, then whirled on your heel and marched over to your delivery box. Without looking at him, you continued, but he noticed your voice was quavering a bit when you spoke: “If you’re just going to say empty words, then you can leave me alone. For good this time.”

“They weren't empty.” he mumbled at the ground. Enma thought that maybe he heard you pause before going on your way. “I won’t bother you anymore.”

Before you could answer–if you were going to answer, which he didn’t believe could be true at all–he started shuffling away. He didn’t get far before he managed to trip and crash face-first into the sidewalk. A sickening crunch sound coming from his nose told Enma that he had just seriously screwed up. Perhaps it would be best if he just stayed there in the dirt until you left. He didn’t want the last thing you saw of him to be the blood spilling profusely from his face.

“Enma? Are you okay?”

Oh, crud, you were standing right above him. He craned his neck so he could see, trying to make sure you couldn’t get a look at the newest disfigurement on his face. You knelt down next to him and then dragged him to his feet.

“You’re bleeding.”

“Yeah. Don’t worry about it.”

You frowned. “No, I will worry about it. Sit down.”

You pushed down on his shoulder and Enma obeyed without thinking. What were you doing? Why were you still talking to him? Hadn’t you already left, glad to have him out of your life? While he was pondering all of this, you were digging around in your own bag. A few moments later, you pulled out a first aid kit.

Enma leaned back. “You don’t have t–”

“Yes, I do.”

Enma fell silent as you began to work on him. It almost felt like old times, except for the part where the girl he was in love with hated him. He could probably do without that. Well, that and the broken nose.

“Hold still. I’m going to set it. It’ll hurt.”

He braced himself. Sure enough, you pressed your fingers onto both side of his nose and pushed. There was a loud pop and pain streamed into his face. Enma lifted his hand to feel his nose.

“Why did you…?”

“Did you mean it when you said you loved me?” you asked.

“Y-yes.” Did you find him terribly stupid? Were you going to laugh at him?

You turned, face hidden as you placed your kit back in your bag. “Then why didn’t you talk to me for so long?”

“I was afraid you hated me. I didn’t want that.”

“I didn’t. I just wanted to hear from you. When I called and you didn’t answer…” You trailed off. He could see your eyes again. They were filling with tears. “I thought we were friends.”

“You’re my best friend, [Nickname].”

"It doesn’t feel like it.”

Enma stared at you. You looked away and dabbed at your eyes with your sleeve. “I’m sorry.”

You didn’t answer.

His eyes darted about the street. What he was about to do was risky, but maybe it would work out? Maybe this time he could actually do it. Maybe this time he wouldn’t be a loser. “[Name].”

You looked back. He shifted his bag so it was behind him, then opened his arms. You gawked at him, and he lifted them slightly. For a few more seconds, you did not move. Another flurry of anxiety rushed through him. Was he being dumb? Should he put his arms down? Were you just going to hit him again?

You blinked back another set of tears. Then you leaped forward and threw yourself into his arms. Enma closed them around you, shut his eyes, and buried his face into your soft hair.

“I love you, [Name]. Can I try again?”

“Only if you promise,” you sniffed, “to never lie to me again.”

Enma smiled. “I promise.”

In return, you wrapped your arms around him. “I love you, too, Enma.”

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