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19burstraat · 4 months

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ketterdam dashboard simulator 2 (electric boogaloo)

(first one here)

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Who submitted Kaz Brekker. don't take the piss he's literally wanted every other Wednesday

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Wait what did Brekker do

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Girl what DIDN'T he do

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Ghezen's Day Piss Up starts TONIGHT at the Kaelish Prince! Come down before four bells and get ten kruge off your first drinks purchase and an extra spin on Makker's Wheel!

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545.06.7.9

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HOW DID YOU GET PAST THE FUCKING VPN. FUCK YOU KAZ BREKKER. FUCK YOU SO MUCH. YOU DO THIS EVERY TIME. WE'RE NOT EVEN DOING ANYTHING TO YOU. WE'RE ALL JUST PEOPLE WITH JOBS. TRYING TO GET BY. MOST OF US NEVER EVEN SPOKE TO ROLLINS. THIS IS SO TWISTED. YOUR ACTUALLY WRONG IN THE HEAD. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU. I ACTUALLY CAN'T DEAL WITH THIS ANYMORE. I'M SICK.

👤 dregsofficial

*you're

❓lidandstavessuggestions

#234: build mickey's dick smasher between east and west stave

🍷dregsconfessions

So I've been a dregs member for a long time (I'm in my 30s now) and back when I was a new grunt I was especially trolleyed at the Crow Club, and I ended up spilling like half my pint on the head of one of Haskell's feral little runners, yk one of the little kids?? I just kind of mopped him with my sleeve and said sorry and figured that it was the end of it... however it has occurred to me lately that it actually might have been Kaz. Honestly I never could tell the difference between all the kids, and I didn't look properly at him, but now I've been waking up in a cold sweat several times a week thinking about it. Is it time for me to retire from the gang life

#submisson #admin comment: lately all of these have just been ppl embarrassing themselves in front of kaz

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There's definitely blogs on here that are undercover advertising for the Dregs btw. I accuse that one that thirstposts abt Dirtyhands

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:( no I'm a Razorgull actually

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WHAT???????

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I have eyes :/

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You won't for much longer if your boss finds out omfg

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you guys are cowards for not wanting to fuck Brekker. Out of my way ghezenboy I'm bout to get it

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My wallet is Gone

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Kaz Brekker isn't violent. Dirtyhands is. Get it right

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Gonna rob a bank tomorrow and when the stadwatch come I'm gonna tell them it was my alter ego Countess Boochie Flagrante

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sooooo sick of seeing people say that the council of tides shouldn't have complete control over kerch shipping. they stop the island from sinking??? every day?? have some respect

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idk about you guys but I'd be popping the BIGGEST bottles if kerch started sinking

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me and the girls when kerch starts sinking

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staff please let me reblog ads please please please please

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guys you have 24 hours to unfollow sanktvladimirs not only are they impersonating and mocking real etherealki and real saints (they are NOT a member of the second army) they're a dregs member, and I bet they're a fucking ka/nej too

⛲ sanktvladimirs

@ dregsofficial

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I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT

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WHO SENT ME AN ANON ASK WITH MY ADDRESS

🍷dregsundrained

guys I was looking at the wiki contributions who the fuck added a jesper fahey page to the dregs wiki... from inside the stadhall???

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you know what. don't even worry about it

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the wraith was only seventeen when she started hunting slavers???? she should have been at the club

#DON'T crawl out of the woodwork and say 'oh the crow club-' #the REAL CLUB. for FUN

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it's so nice to know no one agrees on this

#I know most of these are about kaz but he's the closest thing the barrel has to a celebrity. also he is an endless comedy goldmine #six of crows #grishaverse #crooked kingdom #ketterdam #kanej #jesper fahey #inej ghafa #dashboard simulator #my post

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parkerloves · 7 days

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Head over heels | OP81 x Fem!Reader

MASTERLIST

paring: oscar piastri x childhood friend!fem!reader, platonic!logan sargeant x fem!reader

summary: oscar definitely likes her, she's just blind and logan is tired of the tension

fc; shannon lynch + pinterest girls (but picture her as you like)

notes: my first language isn't english and this is also my first blog soo sorry if this isn't great<3

yourusername has posted!

liked by oscarpiastri, logansargeant and 256 other

yourusername: back on the paddock to support my fav idiots<3

tagged: logansargeant, oscarpiastri

oscarpiastri: and MY picture?

yourusername: in my phone

oscarpiastri: are you that ashamed of me? :(

yourusername: ... dramatic

logansargeant: you had to choose the worst picture?

yourusername: but you look sooo cute

logansargeant: yeah... very cute

oscarpiastri: thanks for the beautiful picture @yourusername

logansargeant: I hate you... both

yourusername: my pleasure ossie 🫡

user345: SHE'S GORGEOUS I get Logan and Oscar now

user275: you look AMAZING in papaya

liked by the creator

1) your chats with oscar

2) logansargeant posted an story

liked by oscarpiastri, alex_albon and 296,983 others

yourusername: like- why?

logansargeant: so oscar stops texting me about when you're going to go see him

yourusername: ...

logansargeant: and to bother you

yourusername: that's more like it

logansargeant has posted!

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logansargeant: so wanting her to have your signed cap is completely normal, right?

tagged: oscarpiastri, yourusername

oscarpiastri: yes...?

logansargeant: ofc romeo

yourusername: idiots

alex_albon: they haven't kissed yet? really?

logansargeant: sadly no

yourusername: LOGAN

oscarpiastri has posted!

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oscarpiastri: my lucky charm is back, so I look forward this weekend!

tagged: yourusername

yourusername: idk what would you do without me honestly

oscarpiastri: probably die or smth

oscarpiastri: did you seriously take my phone to do that?

yourusername: to spread facts baby

logansargeant: a bit to the left the next time

oscarpiastri: I'm killing you like rn

logansargeant: you know you want it

logansargeant has posted!

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logansargeant: I'm third wheeling all day NAD THEY AREN'T EVEN A COUPLE

tagged: oscarpiastri, yourusername

yourusername: maybe if you stopped being on the phone you wouldn't feel left out

logansargeant: you'll need pictures to show your future kids

yourusername: again with this conversation? really?

logansargeant: you know I'm right

oscarpiastri: I need those pictures right now

user678: OSCAR???

logansargeant: if you kiss her :)

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yourusername: do you think that after this @logansargeant would shut up? also, look at the pretty boy<33

tagged: oscarpiastri

logansargeant: OMG FINALLY

yourusername: oh so he won't... why did I post this then?

logansargeant: WHY DO YOU HATE ME?

yourusername: it depends

oscarpiastri: even when I felt asleep

yourusername: I had to, you're too pretty

user345: THEY'RE SO CUTE STOP

oscarpiastri has posted!

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oscarpiastri: maybe I do like her... a little bit

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yourusername: A LITTLE BIT? then I don't like you anymore

logansargeant: NOT AFTER ALL OF THIS

oscarpiastri: could I compensate it with an I love you?

yourusername: ...

yourusername: maybe

logansargeant: it took you BOTH long enough god

yourusername: fuck you

logansargeant: fuck him instead

oscarpiastri: I agree with logan

yourusername: OSCAR

idk if I really like this but yeah, here it is!!

#oscar piastri #formula 1 #formula one #f1 x reader #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #logan sargeant #f1 smau #smau

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darkacademicvibes · 5 months

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Hellooo! So I know you haven't posted in ages and you're probably busy or maybe not writing anymore but if you are and your requests are open... can you maybe do something for Theodore nott? If you don't write for him then maybe Barty Jr. Or Regulus or something?

Basically fem!reader is insecure and brings it up and he doesn't understand so she asks is they even love her anymore and they somehow propose right then and there? Like really tearful, and he's so hurt but he's also kind of blank about it idk and she says yes obvs, but he just doesn't know how to feel about what she asked?

Thankyouthankyouuuuu and if you aren't writing anymore that's totally understandable 🩵🩵🩵🩵

AHHHH YESSS I TOTALLY CAN BABES!!!

I'm always gonna write on this blog, lately I've really been trying to figure out my page and stuff and I just got done with exams so I've been busy, I'm sorry!!! I HOPE this lives up to expectations, I've never written an argument/yelling that turned to a proposal lmao <3

Look At Me

tw: cursing, idk I like it, he's very much sweater Theo lmao, nothing really to be honest with you

"-God, Theo, it's like you're never here anymore!" You huff, busying yourself with the dishes of a dinner you ate alone, again. The sound of his name instead of the nickname you'd always called him made him flinch. Theodore Nott had been your boyfriend since the beginning of your seventh year at Hogwarts, and you'd fought together in the war on Harry's side. Or, McGonagalls side, as Theo preferred to call it.

After Hogwarts, you'd moved in together which you'd defended to your parents as convenience. And his, well, his mother got ill quick, and then got better, and then ill again, and she'd eventually found out after he'd invited her over to make sure she was okay, and you'd come home to your boyfriends mother on the couch having tea. You'd easily slipped into comfortable conversation with your loving boyfriend and his (absolutely wonderful) mother and she'd guessed it by morning when you'd made everyone pancakes as you'd been woken up early by Theo on his way to quiddich practice.

Lately, however, he'd been home less. In fact, it began at the beginning of the year, while it is now November. You celebrated your third year anniversary of fully owning the house (thanks to his family money's help) and as that morning when you woke up, he was gone, he came home giddy, and then that night, went to bed nervous. And things hadn't been the same. You'd marked that night on your calander once you realized that was the last afternoon before anything changed.

April 4th.

Since then, he'd barely be at home, which isn't saying a lot seeing as he was a professional player for the Montrose Magpies and sometimes was forced to be away for day practices that led well until you'd gone to bed and weekend games that you always made sure to see.

He'd started getting up earlier, and going to bed either well before, or well after you. When you were wide awake, or fast asleep. Sometimes, he'd sleep in the guest room downstairs, instead.

He'd stopped with the casual kisses everytime he left the room, no longer pressing kisses to your temple, cheek, nose, shoulder, or head, and started passing by in silence, answering requests with hums, grunts, and nods. Your brother had joked he was finally going through the 'I hate my girlfriend' phase, but quickly shut up when you'd choked out a strangled breath that sounded like you'd taken a bludger to the stomach.

The thought hasn't left your mind since.

"I'm here now" Theo presses, standing behind the kitchen island, his hands braced firmly on the edges of the bench, gripping tightly. You scoff, scrubbing the pan harshly. Who invented pans that weren't non-stick? You wanted to hit them with your pan, your pan that now had bits of food and grease stuck to it.

"Theo this is the eighth night in a row I've had to put your dinner in the microwave" you give up on the pan, abandoning it on the bench and moving on to the pot you'd made the potatoes in. It was your day off, and Theo was supposed to be home at four, so you'd made a full dinner for you to eat together. A mistake, you now realized, as you didn't eat until seven when your food had already gone cold, and he hadn't come home until nine, when you'd usually do the dishes. He did them right after dinner for some unexplainable reason you didn't quite understand. Through, you were the one who grew up with supper. So you always made it and did dishes after.

"I told you not to count on me being home on time, bambino" he breathes, and you sniff, wiping your nose on the back of your wrist. He had, yesterday, but not today. "I wrote it down and left it on the kitchen counter-" a soft mew interrupts him, and you listen to the sound of him scooping up the neighbors cat.

"Pie, you shouldn't be here, your mama will be looking for you" you coo, glancing back at the soft, light brown cat. "She can stay" Theodore murmurs, cuddling the cat close. A pang of anger flashed through your stomach. That cat was getting more affection from your boyfriend then you'd gotten for most of the year. "No, she can't" your voice is snappy, and he sighs, kissing the top of Pies head and opening the back door, placing Pie outside and closing the door again before leaning against the wood, watching you.

"I don't understand what I've done to make you so upset, amore" he murmurs, and you snap, tossing the potato pot and the rag into the sink, taking off the ridiculous yellow gloves and tossing them onto the bench.

"You are never here, Theo" you insist. "And you go god knows where, because you weren't at practice tonight" you continue, when Theo opens his mouth to argue, you glare at him. Your voice shakes, and that makes you angrier. "No! You weren't, I called Peter, he was at home with his wife and baby son at four fifteen" you snap, and hurt flashes in his eyes. You want to apologize, but you haven't done anything wrong, not that you're aware of. You have suffered, for months, wondering what you'd done wrong. You didn't understand. You don't understand.

"So where were you? Were you with someone else, someone you can stand? Because it's pretty clear you can't stand me anymore" you toss your hands up, abandoning the gloves as you return to cleaning the dishes as Theo makes his way closer, returning to the island counter as you ramble on.

"If you were then just tell me and be done with it, because this wondering, the guessing, the hoping you aren't, the subconsciously looking for proof that you have been, is killing me" you ramble on.

"It is absolutely tearing me apart to think you don't love me anymore, trying to find reasons that would have you pulling away because surely, if you don't love me then you'd leave me, right? Except, I don't know, I don't know what I did-" you place the pot aside and start working on your plate. His is still in the microwave. "-I can't figure it out. Tell me what I did wrong, because I can't keeping going like this for much longer" you sniffle, and the sound has the guilt already drowning him shove him down deeper.

"I mean, do you even love me anymore? Because it really just seems like you're sticking around for convenience" You manage to mumble, your voice shaking as tears prick harshly at your eyes. You try blinking them back, but you have to harshly wipe your cheek with the back of your arm as the feeling of a few hot tears warm your cheeks.

A soft click sound from behind you and in your confusion, you turn, pausing at the sight. Theo is leaning heavily against the counter, his shoulders tense as the small dark blue velvet box sits open on the table.

A delicate gold ring, with agate as the stone sits undisturbed in the box, and you can feel your breath escape you because it is beautiful.

"I was afraid you would say no" he admits, gazing at you through his dark lashes you'd frequently voiced that you were jealous of. "I was afraid you'd say no, and I pulled myself away from you, and I'm sorry for not noticing how it affected you" he breathes. Almost as breathless as you.

He slowly rounds the island, gently stopping to stand beside you.

His hands land on your waist, delicate. "ragazza dolce, how could you ever doubt my feelings for you?" He murmurs, his thumbs rubbing gently over the skin of your hips. The touch makes you pause and, slowly, you melt against his chest. "You haven't touched me like this since April fourth" you start softly, gaze still on the ring, and he tenses beside you.

Fuck, you'd actually remembered the date he held you last? He knew it had been a while, he had felt horrible about his nerves pulling him away from you, but you'd memorized the fucking date he'd last touched you, and it was so much longer then he'd thought.

"You barely answer me anymore, I start every conversation, and it's either tense, or it falls through so fast i-" you hesitate. "It makes me feel like you don't see the point in talking to me anymore" his heart shattered, he could hear it, feel it- you'd felt so horrible, miserable even, and it was his fault. He'd been so wrapped up in how he felt that he hadn't even noticed you'd been miserable. Lonely.

"I'm sorry, mio caro, I'm so sorry" he murmurs, pained, his lips brushing the crook of your neck gently.

His hands gently guide you to face him, and you allow him to lift your hands, drying them off gently. "C'mon sunshine, I'm sorry, look at me" he murmurs, gently tucking his forefinger under your chin to guide you to meet his eyes. "I have been so nervous that I started pulling away, and I am so sorry you felt this way, sweet girl, I promise I love you" he assures you gently, watercolour eyes gazing into yours deeply.

"There has never been, nor will there ever be, anyone else. You are it for me, you are my Andromeda, I'm your Perseus, remember?" He pleads softly, reminding you of the last time you'd been in Hogwarts.

The astronomy tower would probably crumble if you stood in the wrong spot, still, you (almost) fearlessly ventured closer to the calm figure leaning against the wall of the castle, not for one second, caring that he was sitting in rubble. Gazing at the stars. He smiles at you as you stand beside him, and he offers you his hand, which you take as he helps you to sit beside him safely.

"Feel up to stargazing, my love?" He murmured, and you smile softly, leaning your head on his shoulder as his hand rests easily on your thigh, rubbing gently despite the dust-covered fabric in the way of your skin. "Always" you hum. He huffs a soft laugh and sighs warmly. "You remember those stars?" He asks softly, pointing out the constellation, and you nod against his shoulder. Andromeda and Perseus, the chained maiden and her lover. Her savior. Her husband, in entirety. They'd been so in love they were placed in the stars so their love would never end.

"Yeah, I remember, it's your favourite myth" he smiles, and he presses a soft kiss to your head, smiling himself. You'd remembered it was his favourite.

"If I was Perseus, you'd be my Andromeda" he murmurs, and you smile softly, melting into him. "If I was Andromeda, you'd be my Perseus" you retort gently, pressing a soft kiss to his shoulder as shouts of names, and calls of joy fill the night air.

The war is over. All is well.

"My father is dead" Theo hums. The way he says it was almost as if he'd simply noticed the time and pointed it out. He found more empathy for the roadkill the two of you had come across two weeks ago, a rabbit that had been hit by a carriage.

"I saw. Are you okay?" You ask gently.

"Yeah, I'm okay, as long as I have you, I'll always be more than okay" he hums, chuckling softly. "My mother will be okay now, she's safe" he sighs, the tension leaving him slightly.

"She is, Teddy" you smile, and as he wraps his arm around you to pull you impossibly closer, you both gaze at the sky and you do what you do best together.

You talk, and you stargaze.

You nod slowly, tears slipping down your cheeks, and he sighs softly in relief, his thumb swiping the tears away gently.

"I love you, so much. I'm sorry I let myself get in my head, I should've realized I was hurting you" he murmurs, his lips pressed against your hairline as he tucks a few strands behind your ear, his fingers trailing down your neck, then your shoulder, all the way to your hand, where he links your fingers together.

"Teddy, are you asking me to marry you?" You murmur softly, eyes gazing softly at the ring again. He hums, "will you say yes?" He murmurs softly, his thumb brushing against yours.

"I can't imagine a world where I'd consider saying no" you breathe, and you can feel his lips tug into a giddy smile against your temple. He pulls away, only enough to reach the ring, and gently hums.

"Look at me, bellissimo"

Your eyes meet his and he leans down to press a soft kiss to your lips, the familiar softness of it almost making you swoon.

"Will you, the most gorgeous woman I have ever laid eyes on, make me the absolute happiest man alive, and do me the honor of making me your husband?" He asks quietly, his lips brushing yours gently.

You smile, and nod softly, "that's a yes from me" you hum, "a big, fat, yes" you laugh, and he chuckles along with you, gazing softly at you as he slowly slips the ring onto your finger. "Good, now give me a big, fat, kiss" he demands playfully "I miss kissing my fiancé" he murmurs, and it sets off fireworks in your stomach.

You lean up and press a big, fat, kiss to his lips, just like he asked.

You giggle as he wraps his arms around you happily, tugging you closer and tapping your hip in the all too familiar signal to jump. You wrap your legs around him and he kisses you harder, his hands under your thighs.

"I have a lot to make up for" he mumbles, making his way into the living room and dropping you gently onto the couch, pulling a giggle from you.

"Remind me to tell Draco not to sit on this couch next time he comes over" you tease, and he laughs, loud, and happy, and the sound has you melting.

You have your Theo back, and he's not your boyfriend anymore, he's more, and you couldn't be happier.

#theo nott x reader #theodore nott x you #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott #theodore nott imagines #theo nott x y/n #theo nott #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #second wizarding war #slytherin boys #slytherin #fem reader #female reader #femreader x Theodore Nott #proposal

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lees-chaotic-brain · 7 months

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I Love Spandex (Gojo Satoru x Reader)

You are a gymnast.

Note: This is completely self-indulgent bc i'm a gymnast and I wanted to write this. Sorry not sorry??

CW: Idk fluff and like him telling you he thinks you're hot, he a horny horny man, insecurities, kind of hurt/comfort??

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While your boyfriend Gojo knew you were a gymnast, you had never invited him to one of your competitions.

You loved how powerful and confident you felt in your sparkly leotard as you flipped and spun around the equipment. However, you were the slightest bit insecure.

Without a single soft feminine curve to speak of, you were slender, but every part of you was packed with muscle. From your rough calloused hands to your broad "man-shoulders," you felt that you resembled a man more than a woman in the way you were built.

And while Gojo saw you everyday, you were irrationally paranoid that if he saw you actually out on the equipment, and the way your muscles were made more prominent by the strain, he would become less attracted to you.

Alas, your nosy boyfriend had begged, and cajoled, and bribed you until you finally caved and allowed him to attend one of your competitions.

You had done well, winning bars and beam, and ending with a 38.5 all around. But the nerves you felt now, approaching your boyfriend, made the nerves you felt waiting to salute the judges seem insignificant.

Mustering up the courage, you walked up to him.

"Hey Sat-"

"BABE!"

His eyes lit up as he bounded towards you.

"You were amazing! Oh my god why haven't you let me come to one of these things before?!

He picked you up and spun you around before setting you down and grabbing your hand. Confused, you let him drag you along, unsure of what he was doing.

Running to the nearest person, he wrapped his arm around your waist and began to loudly brag.

"See her? This is my girlfriend. My girlfriend. And she won! My girlfriend is the BEST."

Blinking up at him, you chuckled nervously and apologized to the poor lady.

"I'm so sorry about him, I honestly had no idea he was about to do that."

"Don't worry about it."

The older lady waved it off with a smile.

"He's just excited about his girlfriend. It's cute."

Blushing, you thanked her and dragged your boyfriend off by his arm into a corner.

"Babe, I would want to do this right now if I was dating me too, but your coach is right over there-"

"You aren't embarrassed of me?"

You blurt, unable to keep your insecurities hidden anymore.

Your boyfriend blinks owlishly at you.

"Embarrassed-what baby, no of course not."

He steps closer and grabs your hands.

"Why would you even think that?!

Shyly you tried tugging your hands from his, but he wouldn't let you.

"C'mon babe, talk to me here."

You averted your gaze.

"I-I don't know, you don't think that I'm unattractive?"

"WHAT?"

Your boyfriend looked at you in shock and horror.

"Why would you even think that?!"

His gaze darkened.

"Who do I need to kill?"

"No one I just, I mean look at me!"

You gestured at your body frustrated.

"What is this-"

He copied your gesture.

"Supposed to mean?"

"Don't make me spell it out!"

"No, please. Do spell it out for me. Why would you ever think I find you unattractive?"

"Satoru! Seriously! Have you never noticed that I'm built like a man? My hands are gross and calloused. I'm not delicate or curvy. I-"

"Stop."

You stop mid sentence, your mouth still open.

He sighs and pulls you into his chest.

"Babe. I wouldn't change a single thing about you. You are literally the sexiest person I have ever met. Well except for me of course."

"But my muscles and callouses-"

"Do you think my muscles and callouses make me unattractive?"

"Well no, but-"

"No buts."

You make a little sound of protest against his chest.

"Babe. Wanna know something I discovered about myself today?"

"Sure."

You mumble against his chest, starting to calm down a bit.

"I love spandex. Especially on you."

Startled you look up at him.

"What?"

"You heard me. You have no idea how unbelievably hard I was watching you earlier. Like-"

"Satoru, what?"

"Like we are going to be busy tonight."

His eyes lit up like a little kids.

"Do you think that you could wear your leotard to bed tonight?!"

"Wait, you got turned on watching me compete? You weren't like grossed out?"

"Grossed out? Sweetheart I got blue balls from watching you. The way it hugs your ass, I mean GYAT-"

"Satoru!"

You smack his arm laughing.

"Alright. You've convinced me."

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you give him a quick kiss.

"Thanks for making me feel better."

"Of course babe."

He looks at you mischieviously.

"You can make it up to me tonight. In your leotard."

That's all! Thanks for reading! I'm taking requests rn so if anyone has any lmk!

#gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x fem reader #gojo x fem reader #gojo makes me go brrrr #gojo x insecure reader #jjk x reader #jjk x fem reader #jjk one shot #gojo satoru fic #hurt/comfort #lee's brain writes

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monstersinthecosmos · 1 month

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I'm so glad you're back!! I was so panicked when I saw your blog was gone, because you are truly one of the absolute stars of VC fandom!!

I joined VCblr a few months ago because I have been obsessed with Marius since I was 13, like my Marius obsession literally changed my life in multiple ways and I saw VC was becoming popular again so I wanted to join in! but like one of my first posts got these comments from people I'd never even spoken to before about how I was disrespecting Marius and his fans, and to be a little dramatic the way some of these comments were written, I felt like some of them seemed to actually really hate me personally. It just killed my desire to write fic or meta anymore so I just deleted my tumblr and now I just have an empty one so I can lurk on people. Like I have really limited time and energy for fandom, and I don't want to spend it writing stuff that people just hate seeing and making them feel bad, and then feeling bad myself for liking the stuff I like.

Anyway, I found your blog a little while ago and I am OBSESSED with your creativity and your perspective on like everything, so I'm sorry to be a weird rambling anon but basically I'm just trying to say your blog has made a difference to how I feel about my own freaky way of loving Marius and I just love your openness and acceptance and your ABSOLUTELY FLAWLESS A++ MARIUS TAKES and you genuinely have improved my VC experience 100% and I'm glad you haven't been erased from existence.

ugh see this is what I mean dude!! I'm so sorry to hear you had that experience!!!!!! Please talk to me off anon any time, I'd love to see your posts if you wanna come back and share again!

I BRING THIS UP NOW AND THEN so I'm sorry if I'm like a rambling old man telling the same story 400 times, but, now and then I think it bears repeating. But like, when I was 13, a boy at my school bashed my head open on a locker (I had to go to the hospital and get my head stapled shut) and he punched me in the face so hard that I have permanent ligament damage in my jaw. And it was because I was like, a baby bat and I was into numetal and Wicca and I was like the only kid in my small town school who didn't go to church. The day it happened I was wearing a Korn shirt!!! And I had blue hair! And I'd been like very intensely bullied my whole time in middle school, and the adults in my life NEVER protected me. This was RIGHT after Columbine and people were still buying into the propaganda that the killers were bullied goth kids and not fucking neo-nazis, so like, the entire time I was getting violently harassed, every day!, no one protected ME because they thought I would turn out to be the violent one. And yet, I was being put on hit lists. I had a gun pointed at me. A boy one time stole my Wicca book out of my backpack and read it to the class to make fun of me, but *I'm* the one who got in trouble for it because they thought I wanted to cast spells & curses on my classmates. The boy who assaulted me was a KNOWN problem in our school, and I wasn't even the first girl he hurt! MEANWHILE I still got a week of detention for having my head bashed open because they said I started the fight. ((This is up for debate: Yes I actually did throw the first punch LMFAO but he HAD been teasing me incessantly for like ever so like come the fuck on. I deserved that one.))

idk why I was just born like, without any shame or something, I guess it's innate, the rebel streak, I can't explain, but none of this really hurt my feelings? Every time people would make fun of me I was thinking "Yeah but I love Korn and they're so COOL and if you're making fun of me that means you're NOT cool and I don't really value anything you have to say????" And that really sustained me through all of this.

So yatta yatta terfs & conservatives poisoned the fandom well on Tumblr and I always think that it's not so different -- being picked on because you like something weird & offputting or whatever, and being treated like a threat or a danger when you're the one who's vulnerable to harassment and violence. In the digital space on Tumblr it's going to be about like kinky stuff and villainfucking and IRL it was because I was the only goth at my school and I liked horror films. It's the same shit, being harassed because of the fiction you like and the media you consume. And on Tumblr it's people being absolute fucking dickheads and IRL it was me being put in the hospital because a guy put his fucking hands on me, he was that upset that I was into cool shit.

And just. Yknow. It does suck when you want fandom to be a chillout space and you get your feelings hurt. It fucking SUCKS when people show up here specifically to be unkind to others, like I can't think of a less productive use of time. But part of me always thinks "I didn't get my head stapled shut for some grassless little fucking weasel on tunglr dot com to shame me over vampire porn" lmao.

(As an aside if you ever want to look into other examples of people being IRL fucked over over STUFF THEY LIKE, google the West Memphis Three ((innocent metalheads who did 20 years on death row because people thought the weird metal boys MUST be murderers)) or the FBI trying to file Juggalos as a GANG which means anyone who had an ICP phase and got a Hatchetman tattoo as an 18 year old is now in jeopardy of losing their fucking children for affiliating with a gang, okay. And this isn't even to scratch the surface of the way people treat hip hop and way it's mired in racism. Censorship and thought policing are always going to come down to Christofascism and white supremacy, but I digress.)

So blah blah all that to say, I'm not going anywhere and it pisses me the fuck off that people can't keep this bullshit to their private group chats. I have NO idea what anyone gains by acting like this in public.

Like, yeah yeah, fandom is silly, whatever, but hobbies are legit! And we deserve a space to unwind that isn't ruined by capitalism and bigotry and just, some little space to land. ESPECIALLY when, let's be real!, it's very very very common for fandom folks to be neurodivergent. I mean why else would we be so obsessed and blorbo-sick lol. So like, it just feels extra fucking shitty of people to be rude to fans like that, to make you feel shame for the thing that excites you.

Fandoms SELF GENERATE. Someone has to be here posting shit and we have to interact with it and create community. And genuinely if all you can contribute is your horseshit attitude, you can go fuck yourself!!! And I can't begin to tell you how much it breaks my heart when I see this infighting in one fandom, because like, being a Marius fan - BELIEVE ME - when I tell you I've done my time as persona non grata, the antis have fucking come for me LMFAO, I'm on the blocklists, I've been accused of absolutely heinous bullshit for liking a stupid fake vampire character. Like, listen!

I've had my head bashed open on a locker for liking numetal! You're not going to chase me off Tumblr!!!!!!

Anyway this got away from me, idk what I'm trying to say, I'm saying that I'm so sorry you had a bad experience and I hope you come back some time! And I encourage everyone to block & curate your space as needed to make for a happy escape zone. EVEN BLOCKING ME, I KNOW I GET ON PEOPLES NERVES SOMETIMES. And my content isn't for everyone! It's fine! Stay safe please, and I love you, and I have your fucking back dude!!!

AND EVERYONE ELSE JUST, HOLY SHIT BE NICE TO PEOPLE. IT COSTS $0 TO BE FUCKING NICE TO PEOPLE. IF YOU'RE NOT BEING CREATIVE YOU'RE BEING DESTRUCTIVE!

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