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jaskierx · 6 months

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anyway posting some thoughts from the discord about how many 'irl relationship' things they're dealing with in ep7 and how much i am eating my mattress about it

they rushed into sex and ed regrets it and that doesn't stop it from having been consensual and fun but the fact that it was consensual and fun doesn't mean that it was a good idea

ed feeling like he can't watch stede make the same mistakes he did but also feeling like he can't ask stede to leave piracy for him when stede is just getting started. and ultimately he's too scared to ask stede to leave piracy for him because what if stede says no? what if stede looks him in the eyes and confirms yes, you are unloveable, yes i'm choosing piracy over you, no i don't love you enough, why would you ever think i could love you enough to do this for you?

just the overall turmoil of being at a different life stage to your partner - like the difficulty of when you're at the beginning of your career and they're established in theirs, or when you've had lots of relationships and they've only had you, or when you're ready to settle down and have kids but they're not, and nobody is in the wrong, it's just difficult

making a breakup about a completely unrelated issue bc you can't voice the actual problem. twisting it into 'we're fundamentally incompatible' (fishermen and pirates are completely different) so you can convince yourself it's not because you're not good enough. if you hit self destruct and leave without explaining things maybe it'll be less painful than opening up about what's actually wrong only to have them throw it back at you and leave you anyway. maybe if i pretend it was never going to work out i don't need to think about why it stopped working in the first place

stede still feeling like he's not good enough for ed and trying to change himself to make himself feel more worthy. unable to comprehend that anyone could possibly love someone so soft and inadequate. feeling like he doesn't even want ed to like him for who he is, feeling insecure that ed only likes him bc he's weak, feeling like he needs to toughen up to earn ed's love. the eternal worry of 'my partner is the best person in the world and i am just a worm so why are they here, why are they staying with me, what's their motive, what can i do to change myself so they actually want to stay for me and not for whatever reason they've got going on'

basically these 18th century gay pirates are experiencing every problem you've ever had with a partner and they're gonna be fine and so are you i love you

#ofmd #ofmd s2 spoilers #ofmd meta #stede bonnet #edward teach #blackbonnet #lyse.jpg

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nerdthatsiriuslylovesteaxx · 8 days

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Liner and Lip gloss

"Pads sit still I'm going to mess up." Remus tried to keep his hand steady

"Alright, sorry, just excited for the ball."

"Who'd ya ask anyways?"

"No one yet."

"Pads the ball is in two hours."

"I'm aware."

"You aren't hot enough to get a girl in two hours."

"Piss off. "

"Don't think I will Siri."

"Oh fuck you."

"What was that? Sorry I couldn't hear you from down there."

"Mangez de la merde et mourez."

"Really? You can't think of a single creative thing to say so you start speaking in French."

"You have to agree it's hot."

"Who's been lying to you?"

"How dare you, anyways I know who I'm asking, just hoping they'll say yes."

"Good luck with that, they probably already have a date you know, most people plan ahead."

"Who are you going with?"

"I'm not going."

"What! Why? Moony please it'll be fun, James and I are pranking all the Slytherins."

"Nope, can't be bothered. Anyways I don't have a date."

"I'm sure plenty of girls would go with you, you're hot."

"Don't want to lie to them."

"You have to like someone, just hope they don't have a date and ask her out."

"Pads... can I tell you something..?"

"Are you alright?"

"I-I'm gay." Sirius pulled him into a hug,

"Thank you for telling me."

"You're not mad...?"

"Why would I be mad Moony?"

"My dad kicked me out when I told him."

"Shit- I'm so sorry."

"He hated me anyways, just the final nail in the coffin. It's fine, I survived, anyways turn around I'm braiding your hair."

"Moons, can you help me ask this person?"

"Are you sure they don't have a date?"

"Certain now,"

"Okay...? How do I help exactly?"

"Say yes."

"Wha-"

"Remus will you go to the ball with me?"

"...no shit Sherlock."

"FINALLY, MERLIN'S BEARD HE HAS BEEN PINING OVER YOU FOR YEARS YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW PAINFUL IT'S BEEN TO WATCH BOTH OF YOU ACT SO CLUELESS."

"Prongs, are you okay?"

"Now that I don't have to listen to Sirius planning how to ask you out every single quidditch practice yes."

"It wasn't ev-"

"Yes, yes it was. I have them a written down, extreme detail, with the date because I knew you would say this."

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A lil wolfstar cuz I've been wanting to write about these two dorks for last three years

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twisted-wonderland-but-gayer · 8 months

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Hi!! Really like your writing could we possibly get a drabble or something like that of Middle Schooler Yuu?

Hell-Raising Gremlin: A Middle Schooler

Synopsis: Yuu is a cringy middle schooler that curses a lot and insults people

Cw: Cringe writing. Yuu is 12 and Gn. Cursing. They call Riddle stupid and tell Azul he's gay. No romance ofc. Not proofread

“What the fuck?” Was one of the first things that came out of your mouth when you kicked off the door to your coffin. A crowd of eerily robed people turned to stare at you as if you were the weird one for wearing normal clothes. Each person had matching eyeliner and wait, does that person have horns… and a tail? What sort of fucked up LARP furry cult were you kidnapped into?

“Honestly…” Another voice rang out “Coming through the door of your own accord is virtually unheard of, why are you in such a rush?” A bird masked individual said as he approached you, two glowing yellow orbs peaking through the mask, each part of his person accessorized to fit a perfect aesthetic. Okay, thats a pretty cool costume you’ll admit, but it still doesn't change that you are obviously in the wrong place.

"Um… probably because some strange carriage literally kidnapped me and forced me into a coffin and then I woke up here? I don't think I'm in the right place."

"Hmm I don't think you are entirely lucid yet… a side effect of the teleportation magic perhaps…" the man wondered out loud.

"Can you break character for a second and tell me where the hell I am, dude?" You glared at him and a few of the weird adults around you laugh. You keep a brave face despite the fear building up.

"You are at Night Raven College, a prestigious magician training school in Twisted Wonderland." The masked man states bluntly and confidently like that explains everything.

"Didn't I just say to break character? I'm not playing DND here or anything, I need to get home, I'm not supposed to be here in this weird cult thing… I need to get home!" a few more laughs reverberated in the crowd.

"I'm being serious, this is a school for magicians"

"Right well… I don't have magic. How's that?" You give a smug smirk. "So please send me home?"

The man just gives an infuriating blank expression. "Why, you are here because the black carriage recognized you as a powerful mage! You should be quite proud of that given how young to appear to be! Please stand by and the mirror will sort you into your dorm shortly!"

"I was kidnapped first of all, and I don't even have that weird robe thing! Look dude, you got the wrong person! I'll go up to that mirror right now and show you!" You assume this "magic' mirror was just some computer check in thing. Hopefully when you give your name it'll prove you aren't on the list of whatever the fuck this is.

"My, so hasty… such is the youth I suppose. Fine then, go up to the mirror."

You must give props to this actor for staying in character the full time, but now wasn't the time. As you approach the mirror you hear whispers, and you see 5 individuals and a floating tablet standing by it, looking as superior as they could. Some glared at you, others looked intrigued.

The mirror spoke, "State thy name."

"Yuu…"

"You're soul is… invalid… I cannot read it. Therefore I sort you in no dorm."

The crowd murmurs amongst themselves as the masked person looks genuinely surprised. "Well then. I must apologize, there must be some mistake." You exhale in relief. Finally he gets it. "Mirror, send this person home!" No response. Why was he asking the mirror?

"Ahem… Mirror take this person—"

"I cannot."

"... huh…" You frown

"This child's home is nowhere. They do not exist here. They are from another dimension. Therefore, they cannot be sent home."

The crowd's murmurs get louder. You still don't believe in this whole weird magic school act thing. "Are you fucking kidding me, did I seriously get isekaied by a horse drawn carriage?"

At that you see the floating tablet mute themselves. Before you could even turn around and ask for the masked man to get a real person to send you home, a strange creature runs in front of you. You stared at it in complete shock.

"Mrahaha! If they can't join this school, then there's room for me!" The weird cat thing talks. Flames came out its ears and its tail was forked. What the fuck, what the fuck. How is this cat on fire and talking?

The crowd laughed at the cat's words. "Oh yeah?! I'll show you!" The creature yells out. You didn't think much of it until you saw blue plumes of flames come from its mouth and aim directly into the crowd. The crowd yells and pushes each other around. You could feel the heat.

This couldn't be some high tech animatronic could it? You gawk as banners catch flames and you see some of the mages in the crowd casting water spells to put themselves out. Is this really another world…? No way… no way. You have to get hit by a truck for that! This just has to be a very weird fever dream...

Another blast of flames is fired across from you, growing bigger and bigger, threatening to engulf everything in the room. One person from before lets out an annoyed sigh and you see him turn to approach the flame.

Without thinking you immediately run over to pull him back catching him by surprise and making him stumble. "Dude, what are you doing?!" The doll faced young man looks over at you in shock, before his race reddens.

"How DARE YOU try to—"

"Riddle enough! They were just trying to help!" Another taller green haired mad says with a clover on his face. "Come with me…" the man says before pulling you back protectively.

You watch as the strange ruby-haired man, Riddle– what a stupid name–, approaches the weird cat. He raises his arm before lowering it. "OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!" He yelled, and a strange collar appeared around the cat. The flames around the room suddenly die.

"Hey what gives?! What I'll just… huh?! My magic! Its…"

"Sealed away. That collar around your neck does not allow you to use magic." Riddle states. "No cats are allowed are celebrations, your very existence here is a violation." A few robed figures go to grab their cat and toss him out.

"Damn…" you mumbles as you step put from behind the stranger that protected you.

"You there, child." Riddle states, still looking upset. "What you did was dangerous, you should have never stepped in to try to help."

Oh this dudes attitude pissed you off with how condescending he sounded. "Well sorry for trying to fucking make sure you didn't burn yourself. God forbid I didn't know you could do that weird collar thing."

The green haired man paled and the face of Riddle got red. "Excuse me?! You need to learn how to treat your superiors with respect–"

"I respect whoever respects me regardless of age! And you're not superior at all! You throw tantrums like a kid!" You spat back and the crowd seemed to laugh. The green haired man tries to pull you back. "Come on now, Yuu try to be nice…"

"Why would I? He's the one that started it! He can start yelling at people for no good reason but I can't? Hell who the fuck even names their kid Riddle its such a stupid name!"

Riddle was fuming at this point and everyone just seemed to either cringe or watch in rapt excitement. "IT IS NOT! You have not followed a single rule of the entrance ceremony! Those who don't follow the rules should be punished! Especially rude ones like you!"

"Did you not hear the mirror? I'm not from this world! I literally don't know any rules at all! How are you gonna get mad at me for that?! You're the one that keeps yelling for no reason and then getting mad at me for giving back the same energy? And now you're trying to threaten me!"

"Enough!" The red head yells. "Apologize now or it's off with your head!"

"Oh no my magic that I totally have! I'm so scared! Go ahead and do it! You're only punishing me because I'm right! You can't ever comprehend being wrong so you need to make yourself look stronger in every other way because you're a coward and a control freak! I may not have been in this world long, but something tells me in the real world you can't collar everyone that upsets you! You're a coward and a god damn fucking tyrant that feels the need to prove himself superior to a fucking TWELVE year old just because I had the audacity to try and help you! I am twelve and everyone here appears to be an adult yet none of you are actually helping me! I wanna go home!"

"Enough!" The masked man's voice yells out and you huff and look away. "That is enough for both of you." You look over at another man with blueish hair and glasses along with a mole struggling to hold in a laugh. You narrow your eyes. "Oh I just KNOW your bitch ass isn't laughing with your birthing hips and gay little face!" The man's eyes widen and he stares in shock for moment before looking down at himself. The crowd erupts in laughter.

"Yuu!" The masked man reprimands before sighing. "Dorm leaders! Take your students to their new homes! I will deal with this… situation" As everyone left, you glared at Crowley.

"It's about time you fucking listened me, hot topic wannabe ass." Crowley could tell that this child would fit in perfectly here.

#middle schooler yuu #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #azul ashengrotto #azul ashengrotto x reader #riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x reader #twst meme #twst memes #twst crack #crack #twst x reader #trey clover x reader #trey clover

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charmac · 10 months

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The Mac/Dennis Narrative

Dennis gets off on changing who he is as a person, but he needs the audience to believe him and then find him out, that's when he really gets off. When everyone believes he's the person he's not, and they feed into his narrative, that's what gets him going, but what hits for him is the reveal, when he's caught.

The beginning of Mac's journey with being "gay" was Vic Vinegar, being in a (pretend) relationship with Dennis where they aren't themselves. We see Dennis enjoy the thrill when they're around other people and Vic is aggressive, others believe them. Others don't know, but Mac knows, it's thrilling for Dennis, but it's not getting him off, because he can't be caught.

Mac's first step toward anything gay, when that part of him was completely buried deep, was a relationship with Dennis where Dennis wasn't Dennis, and there's a spark. So Mac learns that he gets to have Dennis when they're not themselves, and they both enjoy it.

When the (pretend) relationship continues years later, Dennis shows up and he's not himself, so Mac doesn't want to be either; let's go there again. But Dennis tells Mac he has to be himself, right at the very beginning, meanwhile Dennis wasn't himself, he was Brian. This was different.

So if Mac wants Dennis, he's in a relationship with Brian. He can be himself, he has to be himself, but Dennis can't be Dennis, Dennis is Brian. And Mac gets Dennis (as Brian), so he's okay with it, he'll create the narrative for them, where Dennis isn't himself and he can get off.

Mac is perfectly happy to pretend for the rest of his life. If he gets Dennis, and he's himself, this is what it'll be, he'll be with Brian.

But Mac knows this is Dennis, he can't keep the ruse up properly because he knows he's with Dennis not actually Brian, they're just playing pretend and he keeps slipping up because he's still Dennis to Mac. And Dennis never thought he was convinced, obviously, Mac created this narrative, Dennis was involved in something else.

Dennis leaves him. Mac couldn't hold up the narrative, he couldn't be Brian's lover, Mandy was. Dennis was caught, by the narrative playing alongside Mac, that Dennis had another. Dennis dragged along his own narrative as it built, and then he was found out. Mac was on the wrong side and Dennis left, Mac had failed to hold up the narrative and Dennis got caught in another one.

Now they're in a (pretend) relationship again, except this time, Dennis has created the narrative for them, without Mac. Mac doesn't know about this one, it's all Dennis. This is Johnny, he says he's Johnny, so he's Johnny and Mac is happy and fine that it isn't Dennis.

So when the reveal hits, it's not real to Mac. He's dating Johnny, not Dennis, he's over Dennis, that's gone and it can't be. But Dennis pushes, insists.

So maybe Johnny is Dennis, but if he is, then he's not Dennis. Mac and Dennis don't work when they're both themselves, that's not what the narrative is. If they're Mac and Dennis and they're in a relationship, that's real. Dennis will reject him, Dennis will leave, so Dennis isn't Johnny, even if Johnny is Dennis. Mac needs to hold up half of the narrative. Something fictional must exist if he wants it to survive.

He doesn't want to hear it, he can't hear it. Mac can't know. For his own good he can't know that Dennis is Johnny, lest he lose that too. So he'll go. Mac only gets to have Dennis when they're not themselves: so he'll go to Johnny, knowing he's Dennis, but he can't be with Dennis, knowing he's Johnny. That's the story, and he desperately needs it to continue.

Dennis isn't doing this just to get Mac out of the house, be-fucking-for-real, no. He's building up to getting off. He's wearing another man's skin, he has control over Mac, they're together but they're in his narrative this time, and he was building up to something.

Dennis is dropping hints, that's how you know he's getting off, he has been dropping hints, leaving a subtle trail for Mac to pick up on, connections between "Johnny" and himself, and he wanted to get caught so he could get off. He uses his own phone for it all, the app, the texts, everything on his personal phone, he wanted to get caught.

But he blew himself up because he couldn’t continue to drag Mac along knowing he was in love, in love with him again, and in complete denial about it, again. Now Mac knows, he has to know, but he'll continue to deny it's true because he let the narrative die once again, and if Dennis knows he knows, they're done, and Dennis can’t get off, because he wasn't caught.

They created this narrative together. Then Mac roped Dennis into his own, and they failed, then Dennis roped Mac into his own, and they failed. Stuck in the toxic cycle of trying to get what they want without saying what they want, because they can't admit that what they need is to be in the narrative together.

#iasip #macdennis #macdennis meta #long post #the most annoying guy you know wrote an essay on toxic old men #this is my magnum opus #oc

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enterwittyjokehere · 7 months

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Sensual Sparring

[Reciving! Kung lao x male! reader smut]

⚠️ warnings:

[No pronouns used]

[Amab reader]

[Male Gendered nicknames]

[Swearing]

[Heavy gay smut 18+ ONLY]

"Come on, Kung lao, I know you've got more than that." You teased, your boyfriend slumped against the wall breathing heavily.

"Just give me a second." He waved you off, the two of you were training and you had landed a devastating hit to his lower jaw.

"Want me to kiss it better?" You teased, leaning over the shaolin monk.

"Don't test me, (y/n)." He laughed out.

You extended a hand, kung lao took it and raised back onto his feet. "What do you say we make this interesting?"

"How so?" He raised an eyebrow.

"How about, one last fight, winner gets to top tonight?" You said, gaining your boyfriends attention.

The problem with being a relationship with two tops is that most times, there's a fight for dominance.

"A win-win situation is what that sounds like." Your boyfriend held his hand out for you to shake on the deal.

"Don't go easy on me just because you want my d*ck in your a*s, Kung Lao." You teased, giving him a peck on the cheek.

"Wouldn't dream of it, pretty boy." He responded, pulling you, in by your waist, to kiss you.

"Alright, Let's fight!" You smiled.

"Yup!" He said, stretching.

You threw a punch and kung lao blocked, but you didn't follow through and tossed your leg up landing a hit on him. He stumbled back, you took his moment of weakness and kicked his knee in, he fell to his knees. Quickly getting up he caught your right leg, from a kick and you lost balance falling.

Kung lao, had let his gaurd down now that you were on the ground and with a swift kick he was also on the ground. You got on top of him and declared your victory.

"I win." You said.

A goofy smiled plastered on the shaolins face, told you the victory wasn't yours alone, "Shut up and kiss me."

You did as told, leaning down, your crotch rubbing against kung laos own. The friction the training gis gave was amazing, Kung lao grabbed the collar of your gi pulling you more on top of him.

"Slow down, baby." You said, pushing him to lay all the way on his back.

"We're not going to do this here, right?" He asked, a little worried about being found out.

"Of course we are." You spoke as you began to disrobe.

"What if we get caught?" You moved to kung Lao's kneck, still laying in between his legs. You left faint bruises along his Adam's apple, "what if Lord Liu Kang finds out?"

"It'll be fine, kung lao." You said, taking a break from marking him, "you just have to keep your cute noises down."

"I am not cute."

"Yeah, you are." You said, standing up to take your pants off.

Kung lao eyed the tent in your pants, licking his lips, "want me to handle that, champ?"

"You wanna bl*w me?" You asked, as he crawled towards you on all fours.

"Oh I wanna f*ck you into oblivion." He said, as he began to pump your c*ck.

He sat up, pumping his hand along your length, then gathering saliva in his mouth, he replaced his hand.

The tight feeling swirling in your stomach only grew as he moved faster and began to massage your balls.

You let out groans, your hands finding his tied back hair. You pulled it out of the band holding it back, tugging on it as it fell down framing his face.

Kung lao stopped right as the coil in your lower stomach was about to snap, depriving you of your release. You hissed when the cold air replaced your lovers warm mouth on your c*ck.

"Come on baby. I thought you were gonna do the f*ck*ng." Kung lao said, taking off his clothes.

You kneeled down beside him, pushing him onto his hands and knees, kneeling behind him you hoped his spit would work good enough as lube. You pushed through his back entrance, he moaned as you hit his inner walls.

Leaving yourself in there for a moment, so he could collect himself, "let me know when your adjusted, Lao." You said, holding his a*s in your hands.

"I'm fine, just move, please." He begged and you complied as you moved in and out, kung lao, moved his hand to tease his own c*ck.

"Faster. Baby, please." You complied, straightening your posture you slowly picked up the pace.

The coil in your stomach tightened again, the sounds your lover made beneath you let you know he was also close. You pumped in and out of him, grabbing a handful of his hair, making him stop touching himself.

He let out a string of swear words, as he began grinding against you, signaling he needed a little bit more for his climax.

You took his c*ck your own hand and began pumping at the opposite pace your hips made.

Kung Lao only let out a loud groan as he came in your hand, you continued to move in and out of him as you got closer to your own.

Kung Lao now a moaning and turned-on mess, repeated your name and scattered pet names. Until you finally filled him up, making him gasp, he pressed his forehead to the mat covering the ground. Trying to regain any strength he had left, but you both just laid there panting. You gave him a quick kiss on the back of his neck, "see, you should let me top more often."

"This isn't over I have to get you back." He said, his voice strained and hoarse.

[There may be a part two idk yet.]

Maybe if enough ppl want it...

#kung lao #kung lao x reader #mk1 2023 #mortal kombat #kung lao mortal kombat #kung lao smut #smut #gay #male reader #amab reader #mortal kombat 1

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qtubpol · 3 months

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i wonder if theres a word limit for this thing. cuz i wrote a poly morning crew fic of them all kissing and i wish to offer it to you to read like a little orphan child on the street offering up a penny to a rich man

Tubbo sank down as far as he could into the seat he was currently sitting in. In front of him were both Pac and Fit, staring at him with different expressions but equally piercing gazes. Distantly he could hear Bagi laughing as she watched the kids while the three of them talked.

“Tubbo,” Fit said gently in that low rough voice of his. God it was irritating. Tubbo smacked both of his hands over his face and dragged them down unceremoniously. “We want to talk about what happened today.”

“No idea what you’re talking about!” Tubbo said in the most fake sounding voice he had ever heard, even to his own ears. He cringed, dropping his hands back into his lap to fiddle with his toolbelt.

“You teleported me out while we were on our date,” Pac said simply. Not angrily. Not upset. Just stating a fact. Tubbo hated how he was acting like he wasn’t upset. Because obviously he was. Right?

“That was Bagi!” Tubbo defended. “I didn’t do anything! I wanted you guys to have your lovely date undisturbed!”

“And we did,” Fit affirmed. “But now we are back and we want to talk to you.”

Tubbo squirmed in his seat. “About what? Nothing to talk about.”

Pac laughed a little at that and Tubbo sent him a withering glare. “Tubbooo. No. Don’t be mad at me.” He stood up taking a few steps to close the distance and fling himself over Tubbo, head atop his and arms crossed over Tubbo’s chest. It felt warm and safe and to be quite frank it scared the everloving shit out of him. Through the embrace he hesitantly watched Fit, expecting at any moment a cloud of jealousy to fall over his features. They were something else now. Something that didn’t involve Tubbo. But that didn’t happen. Instead, to his utter surprise, Fit smiled at him.

“Tubbo. We see right through you, you know that right? But the thing is,” he continued. “You don’t have to worry. Our dynamic here-” he gestured between the three of them as Tubbo felt Pac hum against his skull, “-isn’t going to change. Tubbo, you matter to us.”

Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes and he quickly tried to reach up to brush them away but somehow Fit was up out of his seat and beating him to it. His warm non-metal hand now lay flat against Tubbo’s cheek looking deep into his eyes. Tubbo resisted the urge to squirm under the intensity of the gaze.

“Me and Pac are always gonna be here for you and Sunny okay? Always. We're family.” After a moment's hesitation he leaned in to press a kiss between Tubbo's furrowed eyebrows.

Tubbo braced himself for Pac to get angry. To shove him away and start screaming at Fit. Once again this did not happen. Fit just smiled at him then up at Pac who squeezed Tubbo tighter and pressed a matching kiss to the top of his head. “You don't have to pretend with us,” Pac said, finally releasing his grip to walk around him and stand next to Fit in front of him. “You were welcome at our date. Always are, right Fitch?”

Fit nodded, crossing his arms over his chest. “Yes exactly Pac.”

Pac directed a smug smile at Tubbo. “See? You worry for no reason. Everything is good.”

A stone of guilt and worry still lay heavy in Tubbo's chest but he tried to ignore it and give them a hesitant smile. “Yeah everything's good.” He wasn't sure if he was annoyed or relieved that they both saw through him immediately.

Fit sighed. “What can we do to prove it to you?”

Tubbo squirmed, trying to avoid eye contact. “Nothing, it's all fine. You guys you know go on dates and kiss and be gay and I'll stay here and it'll be fine.”

Fit let out a deep sigh and oh there it was. Tubbo knew he was a burden he fucking knew it. His train of thought was thrown off as Pac laughed. “Oh so you wanna kiss and be gay with us hm?”

Tubbo glanced up in surprise to suddenly see Pac right up in his face, deep big brown eyes staring into him. Full of so much joy. Happiness directed at him? Tubbo could hardly believe it but before he could even open his mouth to say anything along the lines of no, Pac grabbed his face gently and kissed him. It was soft and warm and surprising. And very much wanted.

Without thinking Tubbo let himself reach up to cup Pac's cheek as they kissed, Pac giggling all the while against his lips. Their mouths moved together in a way that felt incredibly natural and normal. Fit laughed at their earnestness and a jolt of fear struck like lightning through Tubbo's body as he pulled back frantically.

“Fit. I-” Aren't trying to make a move on your man? Am just as confused as you? He wasn't quite sure what he was going to say.

“It's okay,” Fit soothed. “It's okay. Tubbo, I'm not mad at you right now.” He laughed again. “If anything I should be upset at Pac. He was the one who kissed you after all.”

“You'd never be mad at me,” Pac teased with an easy grin, rocking back on his heels.

Fit rolled his eyes fondly at him. “Sure Pac, sure.”

Tubbo had absolutely no idea what to say so he defaulted to his usual humor. “So you aren't gonna kiss me, Fit? I see how it is. Is it because I'm blonde I bet it's-” he was cut off abruptly by different hands on his face. Rougher ones. A warrior's hands. His lips were surprisingly soft in comparison. Fit was so much more hesitant then Pac, so so gentle. Reaching for his shirt collar, Tubbo dragged him in closer, enjoying the noise of pleasant surprise that Fit made against his lips. Distantly he could hear Pac giggling.

Eventually they pulled apart, Fit panting slightly and Tubbo became incredibly aware of the dumbass grin gracing his face. The worries and fears were still there, a few kisses weren't going to fix years of trauma but this was nice. “You guys are stupid,” he said instead but he could tell they knew what he meant.

“You want us to kiss you more often?” Pac teased. “Give kisses to our boy before we go on our dates.”

Tubbo shouldn't admit it. “Yes,” he said nearly against his will but he was glad he said it.

“Okay then,” Fit said as if it solved everything. It didn't. But it helped. “You're our guy. Always have been, always will be.”

Tears were pricking at the corners of his eyes again but he refused to let them fall. He sniffed. “Cool okay um can we get back to the kids now?”

Fit and Pac both laughed before agreeing with him simultaneously.

“Yes, of course.”

“Sim, yes.”

So that was it. Not a solution to the anguish in his stomach that threatened to eat him alive but some reassurance. He just had to accept it.

oh fantastic. here you go op. also in my defense... its not that good cuz i havent slept. i in fact pulled an all nighter while writing this so yeah its the best i can do on absolutely no sleep

i would die for you.

#FUUUUUUCK FUCK MAN #YEAH THIS IS THE GOOD SHIT #qsmpshipping #poly morning crew

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mackjlee9 · 8 months

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Will Poulter x Actor!Amab!Reader [Lime] |Headcanons & Drabble|

Warning; request was originally 'fluff & smut' but! it was hard to do that, so I made it a lime. Kind of half-assed, I apologize. Long headcanons.

Masterlist.

Requested by Kaniko on Quotev.

•You and Will have known each other for a while now.

•You met on set when you were in your mid-teen years, and you got along pretty well from the beginning, becoming what one would call best friends.

•You always find yourself remembering having lots of fun while acting alongside Will, who would usually be one to bring up the stories of your inside jokes or small pranks you did to other actors, but nothing harmful.

•You and Will had gotten casted to act together quite a few times, whether it'll be in movies or series, and you always had a blast spending your time with him.

•Being part of the Maze Runner cast was definitely one of the best moments of your lives. Meeting amazing people and making friends of a lifetime.

•Everything had always been quite simple between you and Will.

•If you don't count a few things, or accidents that happened during that made you change the way you look at him.

•Even though you had weird feelings regarding Will, you never let that intervene with your friendship, concluding that time itself would make you get rid of these weird feelings.

•But perhaps, acting together in a rom-com wasn't going to be of much help to you.

•You hated having to remind yourself that Will was nothing more than a friend. And would never be, Will was straight while you were some gray, faded line between straight and gay.

•Although, it wasn't of much help whenever Will would joke around the set, calling you his boyfriend (not that you minded), like he had done during the filming of Maze Runner.

•Not a single person questioned Will, because they could always see the way you looked at him, almost having cartoonish heart-shaped eyes whenever you would stare at him a second longer than needed.

•And an accident on set caused "something" to happen between them and the tension just continued to build up.

•Let's just say that, doing a kabedon to your best friend while half-naked would create some tension, even if it was completely accidental.

•You had a plan to try and ease that tension between you two, so you invited him to your hotel room to do exactly that.

•Thankfully, you had some alcohol around, some bourbon that you shared with Will as well.

•Everything seemed to be going fine, you had been talking for a while while a movie was going off in the background to fill any silence.

•The ambiance eased as the tension was gone by now, and that calmed your worried mind.

•Until you realized how close to each other you actually were. Maybe a tad bit too close.

•You tried to back away from Will, but his green eyes were hazy as he placed his hand on your thigh.

•At that, your mind immediately goes to 'fuck no...' mode.

•Will noticed your internal conflict and he took his time to lift his free hand to your face, locking eyes with you before leaning in and pressing his lips to yours.

•Of course, you were caught off guard by this, especially because he kissed you first, but even so, you still tried to push him away.

•But, fuck... He was such a good kisser. And his hand... It kept going up, "Wait, Will-"

•"Please, (M/n), I... I want this, and I know you do too..."

•The way his deep voice sounded, hearing him pleading for you...

•Fuck it.

•With kiss after kiss, you found yourselves undressing each other, Will was left in his underwear, while you were left with your button-up shirt discarded somewhere.

Still sitting on the couch, Will had found his way on your lap, hands placed on your shoulders to hold himself up, your hands on his hips while you continued kissing.

"Touch me, (M/n), please~," his whiny voice against your lips made a shiver run down your spine, your hand reaching to touch his erection, slowly stroking it over the fabric of his boxers, capturing Will's lips on yours and swallowing his moans.

His hips twitched as he tried to grind against you, or into your hand, he just wanted- needed more of you.

You began trailing kisses down his neck, but avoiding leaving visible marks on his tanned skin, hearing him moaning freely now, calling your name in your ear and making you go feral, holding onto his hips tighter. It was too much for you to handle, and securing your hold on his body, you laid him on his back on the couch, and began grinding your his down on his, lifting his legs and grabbing on for leverage as you began to place kisses down his chest and abdomen.

Will whined at the feeling of your erection rubbing against his and your lips kissing his heated skin, his hands reaching to interlock with your hair, gently pulling on it to keep you close to his chest, enjoying the jolt of pleasure your teeth brought to his body.

Slowly, you made your way down, releasing his legs and hooking your fingers around his underwear, leaving subtle teeth marks along his hip bone and down his v-line.

"(M/n)..." Will's voice was meek and breathy, his thighs trembling in anticipation as he watched with clouded eyes how you lowered his boxers, sliding them down his toned legs, "What-?"

A whimper escaped past Will's mouth when your lips placed a kiss on his shaft, making your way up to his red and leaking tip, licking your lips and humming at the taste of his pre-cum.

"Stay still, Will," you said with a teasing voice, holding the base of his cock and taking the tip in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it and pressing it against his slit, feeling how his thighs threatened to close around your head, loud and lewd moans and cries of your name filled the suite you were staying in, but it wasn't like you cared.

Whether anyone could hear him or not, you were the only one who could get him to sound so painfully erotic, looking like a dream under you.

#will poulter x male reader #will poulter x amab reader #will poulter x reader #will poulter #will poulter fanfiction #will poulter supremacy #male reader #amab reader #amab!reader #x reader #reader insert #lime #.mackjlee9 writes

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aayo-whatt · 1 year

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~got bored so i put the winchester gays and their angel "buddies" in an incorrect quotes generator~

PART TWO BESTIES

Adam, ordering coffee: I’d like a light roast. Dean: You're kinda ugly.

Cas: It’s impossible to make a sentence without using the letter a. Michael: Despite your thinking, it is quite possible, yet difficult, to form one without the specific letter. Here’s one more to further disprove your theory. Gabe: Fuck you.

Sam: Oh my Gabe. Dean: Don't you mean 'oh my god'? Sam: You worship your god, I'll worship mine.

HELLO- IM DYING RN-

Michael: Swear words are illegal now. If you say one you'll be fined. Dean: Heck. Michael: You're on thin fucking ice. Michael: Oh no-

Michael: If I had a face like yours, I'd put it on a wall and throw a brick at it. Gabe: If I had a face like YOURS, I'd put it on a brick and throw a wall at it.

Michael: What's my sexuality?! I don't fucking know! I'm not straight, and that's all that matters. Well, maybe that's unfair to the straights. Some of my best friends are straight! Well, one of them. Well, I know them, and Dean is perfectly tolerable person in small doses!

Cas: Dean, you're an asshole, man. Dean: You are what you eat Cas.

CACKLING SOBBING ON THE FLOOR DYING OH MY CHUCK-

Michael: A mouse! Dean, pulling out a knife: Go back to where you came from or I'll stab you. Gabe, pulling out a frying pan: It'll make a nice meal! Adam, giving the mouse cheese: You deserve a treat, little guy. Cas, gasping: It's Ratatouille! Sam: His name is Remi, dummy. Michael: I was going to say to just trap it and throw it out the window... what is wrong with you people.

Michael: *standing at the top of the stairs* What are y'all doing at the bottom of the staircase? Cas: I accidentally fell down. Gabe: DEAN PUSHED ME down the stairs because I refuse to pay THEIR part of our rent! Sam: Cas bet me fifty bucks that I couldn't reach the bottom of the stairs faster than they did falling down it, so I slide down the banister to get my money. Adam: I don't know how I got here. One moment, I was sleeping in my bed, three floors up, and then suddenly I was waking up here, just in time to get crushed by Sam.

Michael: So... who's the big spoon and who's the little spoon? Cas: We're chopsticks! Michael: Well... that's cute! Michael: Does that mean you two snuggle together perfectly? Dean: No, it means that if you take the other away, the only thing the other is good for is stabbing.

Dean: Standing next to sunflowers always makes me feel weak like ‘look at this fucking flower. This flower is taller than I am. This flower is winning and I’m losing.’ Sam: Wow, you are not ready to hear about trees.

*Dean dies in a game with ships* Cas: This ship is no longer a ship of love, it's a ship of vengeance, a gavel of justice against all that is wrong in the world, showing no mercy, as no mercy was shown to us. Cas: The spark of love will now fuel the fires of destructive glory as I wage my war across the world with righteous fury. Gabe: Legend has it that Dean still haunts the ship, stealing my fucking drinks. Dean: Of course I do.

Adam with a gun to Sam's head: What happens if I pull this trigger? Heaven? Sam: Bold of you to assume I'll go to Heaven.

Cas: A butterfly! Hey, little guy, gal or nonbinary pal! Michael: Can a butterfly be nonbinary? Cas: I mean, maybe? I don't judge. Adam, staring dreamily out of the window: Ah, have you ever imagine having butterfly wings? Then- Gabe: Then it would be inconvenient as fuck. Your wings would smack every doorframe and your clothes would have to have holes in the back. Dean: Also, your wing's paper thin, so even a six year old aimed a NERF gun at it would... Yeah... Sam: *sips coffee* According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way that a- Adam: No, nononono. You fuckers have already shattered my dream, you don't get the fucking privilege to make that reference. Michael: Also, it's about a butterfly, not a bee... Why would you make that reference? Cas: You clearly have not lived with them long enough.

Dean: You treat an outside wound with rubbing alcohol. You treat an inside wound with drinking alcohol.

Cas: I have seen a lot of murders in my time, and all six of them were today.

Gabe: Hey guys! I drew everyones soul! Sam: Why is Michael's a monster? Michael: Gabe, you forgot Sam's! Its only an empty space! Gabe, proudly: Exactly

THE THING ABOUT SAM'S SOUL IS CANON OMGKBVERIUERKJ-

Sam: What do you call quantums of electromagnetic radiation that don’t get along? Gabe: What did you just say- Sam: Foetons! *Laughs* Gabe: Wh-what?

that is a terrible joke i love it

Dean: Wakey Wakey Eggs and Bakey! Cas: But I'm a vegan. Dean: Wakey Wakey Vegetables and Sadness.

Gabe: No, this is not a mess. You know what I consider a mess? Cas: Your life? Gabe: I- well yes, but-

Gabe: And here we see Dean and Sam in their natural habitat. Texting eachother variations of the word "garlic bread" to try to make eachother laugh. Dean: Gaelic bread. Sam: Grueling brad. Dean: Ha ha, glamorous beans.

*when sam has no soul*

Dean: Sam, you need to react when people cry! Sam: I did. I rolled my eyes.

PART 1 PART 3

#spn #spn incorrect quotes #supernatural #supernatural incorrect quotes #dean #castiel #destiel #sam #gabriel #sabriel #adam #michael #midam

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triflesandparsnips · 7 months

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I've spent a couple days now trying to find the right words for this, and I still don't know if it's quite right, but-- well, fuck it. I need to tell it in three parts, because I'm not sure it breaks down more easily than that, so let's start with:

Stede knew.

...that is to say: The more I think about it, and in light of what we're seeing so far in season 2 (though hey, the new episode drops tonight, who knows, who knows, but--)

--but the more I think about it, the more sure I am that Stede has always known that he's attracted to men-- and he definitely knew, all along, that he was attracted to Ed in particular.

It's been a popular (and very entertaining) theory that maybe he didn't know. There was certainly a lot of static on the line whenever the topic came up in season 1. He seemed to need help identifying "love"; he didn't respond to Ed's flirting or half-attempted moonlight kiss; he didn't, in fact, try anything that wasn't obscured behind ten thousand layers of plausible deniability to the degree that it was reasonable to interpret him as naive or innocent or completely unaware of his own queerness.

But I think... I think that's what it was. Obfuscation. Hiding behind the relative safety of a presumed ignorance.

Because it all comes back, over and traumatically-over, to that queer need for the language of safety.

Listen: Stede Bonnet grew up keenly aware that being the kind of person he was-- being soft, being gay, being different, being queer-- was reason enough for the world to beat the shit out of him even when he was just a socially unacceptable level of queer (picking flowers as a boy, staying unmarried as a man). In Stede's time period, being any more obviously queer than that, and being subsequently found out, could lead to literal death.

So Stede would have been aware that that sort of attraction wasn't safe-- or, at least, that acting on it wasn't safe in any but the most plausibly deniable of ways... unless, and until, he could be absolutely sure.

And that's the thing, that right there, that's the next part of this:

Stede knew, but that doesn't mean he trusted himself-- or Ed.

It's like this:

When you're somebody who's been punished before (socially and physically) for just the appearance of queerness-- god forbid the acceptance or celebration of it-- then you're going to develop a whole lot of ways to protect yourself from anyone getting proof that you're as queer as they suspect.

So if you're caught looking-- no, no, you were just thinking about a book you wanted to read, silly Stede Bonnet, head in the clouds--

--and if your hand is caught lingering too long-- no, no, that can't be right, because you don't touch anyone at all, see? Oh that Stede Bonnet, awkward as anything, barely knows where his tea cup is--

--and no, absolutely not, you can't be fooled into believing a friend might be something more, no matter how flirtatious his body, no matter how much he seems to cherish your regard-- because either he's lying to you (and you learned that one well enough as a child, didn't you), or... or worse, that's just how some men feel friendship, and you're the one making it strange, making it queer, and he wouldn't be like that anymore if you just stopped bothering him quite so much, toddle on back to your wife, Stede Bonnet, and it'll all be fine again...

The tragedy of the first season might really be, out of all that happened, that a man could kiss Stede Bonnet on the mouth and say he made him happy and ask that they plan a life together--

And Stede still doubted that Ed really meant it.

Stede knew, and he doubted Ed... but he was on the road to trusting himself.

I think Stede went to sea to come out.

I think becoming a pirate was a deliberate queering of his previous life, the first step in him trying to actually allow himself an intentional queer identity in a world where the rules, boundaries, and kinds relationships that were expected and acceptable were broad enough for him to finally exist.

And he was right! Because, like-- jfc, of all the reasons the crew wanted to mutiny, it wasn't because Stede was kinda swish. Of all the reasons Spanish Jackie was going to de-nose him, it wasn't because he was swanning around camp af. Calico Jack did some damage, sure, but he dropped it once his overall aim was achieved-- making it less about social punishment and more another way to needle Stede into responding. Hell, even Izzy's initial interactions with him (regardless of what extra ammo he brought to bear later, which tbh may need separate examination entirely once we get more of season 2) were bound up in Stede interfering in his business and somehow succeeding rather than anything having to do with Stede's queerness.

And when you consider it from that angle... my god, the man was a one-man pride parade and his love of Edward Teach was the float at the front.

He used coded language with Ed in the first five minutes he was conscious enough to fuckin do so ("Do you fancy a fine fabric?" --christ, watch Stede's eyes before he asks that question, the way he clocks Ed turning away to test the cashmere, and when Ed gives a safe response that's when Stede shares more, just watch him)--

He took Ed's silk, touched Ed's chest, complimented his looks-- and even if you trust Stede's memory of it over Ed's, where there was no half-gasp, no aborted kiss-- Stede did all that, and Ed didn't punish him for it. My god, when they went their separate ways, Stede turned back to look-- and so did Ed--

He draped his lace cuffs over Ed's bare wrists as they stood together at tea. He let himself believe Ed was committing to a life together when they agreed to co-captaincy. When he thought Ed had left permanently with Calico Jack he was explicit with Lucius about what it meant ("I think it's over")--

Look: Stede has, in comparison and in opposition to his previous life, been a reckless bolt of rainbow glory almost the entire time we've see him in season 1. It just doesn't look like it from the outside because... he's really good at the language of safety.

So all this to say:

It makes sense, Stede having no concern for telling everybody in the entire pirate world apparently about his love for Ed.

It makes sense for Stede to say "I should have told him how I feel"-- because he knew, even then, he was just afraid he was wrong.

And so it would make sense, to me, if Stede, back in proximity with Ed and with definitive proof that Ed felt the same way as Stede (or had, at least, at one point), proceeds to get absolutely weird with how much gooey queer LOVE he throws at Ed from the moment they're both coherent enough to form words.

BECAUSE:

Stede couldn't trust the straight world to be safe? Well now he's dead there, time to be queer af

AND

Stede couldn't trust that Ed wanted him the same way? Well babe just went around making the world burn and then promptly died trying because he got his heart broken by Stede, so Stede is going to be 100% insufferable about showing this very special boy just how much he is absolutely adored.

And I cannot wait to see what bullshit he comes up now that he finally feels safe.

#is this coherent?#no clue #I'm working on MINUS hours of sleep #cw homophobia #queer love #queer identity #Stede Bonnet has been a dark (weird) horse all along #hey can someone else make the connection to what #our flag means death #really means in light of my thoughts above #our flag means death s2 spoilers #our flag means death season 2 rampant speculation

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Hi how are you fine I hope,...umm do you have a list of Manga or Anime that I could read or watch? If you have a list to start off with on your blog I would greatly appreciate. I used to read manga all the time but life happened so if you don't mind thank you...Happy Holidays.

I'm still new and haven't seen so much! Here is what I'll do, I'll give you a list of what I've seen and what I thought about it though!! It'll go like this:

Media Title (version I've seen it in, anime or manga, etc): my thoughts

and then you can take them as recs or not lol

Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood (anime): SO GOOD. It was the second anime I watched ever and it's what really got me hooked. Lol it's just pure good solid story telling and is just truly amazing in every way. I love it so much

Ouran High School Host Club (anime): it was fine. Lol good moments, funny moments, cute moments. Lots of weird ass tropes that I didn't love lol. Good palate cleanser but not my favorite and not one I continued to really spend time thinking about after

Demon Slayer (anime & manga): a new obsession after I watched it. I had to then go read it because I was obsessed with the story and couldn't wait. The most beautiful animation too. Tragic and hopeful and amazing. Made me cry a few times and does flashback so well lol

Yuri on Ice (anime): so good. So cute. So gay. I have posts on this anime on here from when I was watching it. Lmao I'll just link that here. I'm still obsessed.

Spy x Family (anime & manga): I actually read the manga first and then found the anime and it's just so wholesomely wonderful in every aspect. I love the story so much. I love the romance. The slowburn is so slow is painfully good. I ship it SO HARD. The domestic family life of a Spy, assassin and telepath is everything I didn't know I needed

Buddy Daddys (anime): 2 dude (they make a good ship too honestly lol) assassins accidental baby acquisition. It's as funny as it sounds with some surprisingly dark and sad and emotional backstories and moments. Just a really great time. Short and quick watch too. Link to my rec post too

The Yakuzas Guide to Babysitting (anime): it was okay. Lol cute and fun but nothing that stuck with me. Found this one off my Spy Family and Buddy Daddy's high while looking for something similar lol

The Ice Guy and his Cool Female Colleague (anime): cute and fun but man some of the episodes dragged and were a little slow. The romance was just okay too but had some really adorable moments

Sasaki to Miyano (anime): SO CUTE. God the whole premise is the BL romance and the slow burn is soooo slow but istg. The tropes are so good too. The importance to consent is beautiful. Literal BL tropes all over the place as the MCs is a BL fan and introduced his LI to BL lol my rec post here. And my post over a clip of the new movie too.

A Silent Voice (anime movie): excellent movie. Sad as fuck. I cried so much. Lol all the trigger warnings though. Please read the trigger warnings

Your Name (anime movie): excellent movie. I still think about it all the time. I just read a book that pulled inspo from this movie. I had tears STREAMING DOWN MY FACE at the end.

Sk8 the Infinity (anime): so good. So wholesome. So gay (it's canon gay, fight with the wall, I don't care lol) just a little show about skateboarding. Who knew it would be SO GOOD. My rec post. My matchablossom brain rot post

Naurto, Naruto Shippuden (anime): OBSESSED. I watched this show with my partner as part of his "I'm introducing you to anime" series he has for me. Lol and clearly he was going to introduce me to the classics. Yes One Piece and Bleach are on his lists for us to watch together too.

Haikyuu!! (anime & manga): Look, with this being the 3rd sports anime I watched, I'm convinced all sports animes create so many ships low-key on purpose. Lmfao in all honesty though, it's so good. Never in my life would I have imagined getting so invested into volleyball. But here I am.

Jujutsu Kaisen (anime and I'm starting the manga now too): IM SO OBSESSED ITS NO LONGER FUNNY AND THIS SHOW IS SO MEAN LATELY. I had to go buy the manga because I CANNOT HANDLE WAITING FOR NEW EPISODES OH MY GOD. WISH ME LUCK READING I GUESS My post

Bungo Stray Dogs (anime): I started this show for Dazai. Found him on TikTok. Stayed for the weird ass powers and the absolute utter nonsense that is this whole world. Nothing makes sense and we are all just here for the vibes. Yes I fucking love it, thanks lmfao My post

Link Click (donghua): started this on a whim because I got a random rec video on my algorithm and found it on Crunchyroll and I was told it was gay. There is so little gayness in the grand scheme of this show I felt so unprepared for what it was. Lmao I have never in my life had a show hit me so hard in my emotions off the bat EVERY SINGLE TIME. BUT ITS SO GOOD?? I told my husband I start each episode going "so how are you making me cry this time link clink??" The twists twist so hard it hurts, but in a way I love. I need the next season like now. my God.

Blue Eye Samurai (anime sort of): my NEWEST obsession. I NEED SEASON 2 PLEASE. I said sort of about anime because it is animated and it's set in Japan, but it's not from Japan so it's not really an anime.... Lol but it's on Netflix. It's not for children. And it's so good. Go watch it. Only 8 episodes. The story is immaculate. My post

Inuyasha (manga): read the manga and thoroughly enjoyed myself as a super fast and fun read!! Really just there a good time lmao

Yona of the Dawn (manga): SO CUTE and yet intense too. My sister put me on this one as one of the first manga series I started reading and I just ate it all up. If we ignore some of the weirder tropes it throws at you in the beginning, it's just fabulous lol I love it

Mo Dao Zu Shi (donghua): read the books, watched the donghua, watched the live action too lol. The brain rot is SO REAL. Like these characters live rent free forever. Thanks. You can find tons of posts for MDZS and TGCF(heaven Official's blessing) in my master list on my other blog @moonofthesurvivor

Heaven Official's Blessing (donghua): SAME AS MDZS THATS ALL LMAO

No. 6 (anime): loved it, sci-fi dystopian madness and so gay. My rec post here

Given (anime): so gay.... So sad.... So healing... That kiss though! That backstory! The songs are actually so good! I love that it's just a band full of gay people. My post here too

Magical Revolution of the Reincarnated Princess (anime): politics meets isekai (done well) meets lesbian romance, meets magical epic battles and showdowns, meets badass ladies saving the world. Literally everything you could want

Hunter x Hunter (anime): I am watching this one now and have been for a little bit. This is the current one I'm watching with my partner in his list of animes he wants to introduce me too. I'm having SO MUCH FUN with this one but I also am hurting a little. Lol yes he warned me about the ants. Yes I'm not having fun with this arc. Thanks for asking. I can report back when we finish 😂

And for those who will want to know yes, I've got lots on my list to still watch and work through. Lol I'm always open to taking more suggestions though too!!

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yellowjacketsgayfanfic · 11 months

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Caught in the middle with Tai and Van *NSFW*

SUBMISSION: 3way w/ reader adn van/tai?

It took you be surprise when Tai called you for the first time in over ten years. She talked your ear off all night about all the things she had wished she could've told you about in the decade you hadn't spoken. She asked if you'd spoken to Van lately. Surprisingly, the answer to that was yes. Van and you kept in touch often enough. Her favorite way to communicate was sending you cat memes over email.

Hearing Tai's voice felt good. You missed her a lot, and jumped at the chance to offer her a ride to Van's place which she graciously took.

During the car ride, you could tell she was running entirely on adrenaline. You convinced her to take a nap while you took the brunt of the driving.

You wondered what it would be like to be in the same room as Van and Tai again. How long had it been, you wondered. Since Shauna's wedding? It must have been. It had been even longer since you'd been intimate with each other, since college certainly.

As teenagers, you didn't have the vocabulary to describe your relationship. All the three of you knew was that you were gay, on the same soccer team, and were utterly obsessed with each other.

After several hours of driving, you pulled over and put the car in park.

"Is this it?" Tai questioned, looking at the retro film shop that was in eyeshot.

You nodded. "This is the place."

"It's very, Van." Taissa chuckled, tears stinging her eyes.

You wondered if it was from emotion or exhaustion.

"Yeah, it is." You smiled at her. "You okay?"

"I'm scared." She whispered.

Taissa and Van had a very tumultuous relationship after the wilderness. That place brought out the worst in both of their personalities. You were the peacemaker, a source of comfort and kindness. With you in the room, Tai and Van could relax.

"Don't be." You squeezed her thigh. "It'll be fine. Just follow my lead."

The two of you sauntered off toward the shop. You walked right in with all of the confidence you could muster, and there she was. You spoke frequently, but it had been awhile since you'd seen her in person. She hadn't changed very much at all - still as beautiful as ever.

"Y/N?" A smile painted her lips.

That smile made your heart pound. It always had that affect on you. "Van..."

Tai walked in behind you, almost using you as a shield. Van's smile dropped, replaced by shock. "Taissa?"

"Hey, Van." Tai whispered, gripping your hand with all her might.

***

"Holy shit." Van breathed.

Tai had told her everything that was going on. There were tears, some shouting which you were able to deescalate, but mostly a lot of old feelings. You were all sitting in Van's studio above her store. You on her bed, up against the wall which was painted a pretty shade of blue, Van pacing back and forth, and Tai curled up in the fetal position on the couch.

"I don't know what else to say." Van scoffed. "What am I supposed to do with this?"

"Have you considered that we are the only people on this entire planet who might understand anything Tai is going through right now?" You chastised Van, looking at her with warning in your eyes. "Things got really fucked up between the three of us, but we're all we have."

"She got married." Van said breathlessly, pointing at Tai. She was resentful, clearly. "Had a fucking kid with another woman. You and me are all that we have. It's not my problem that she fucked up another family."

"That is not fair." You defended Taissa. "You're not exactly the person to be talking right now considering you moved states away and will only talk to me through 2012 era memes."

Van stopped in her tracks, clenching her fists. She couldn't argue with you, because it was true. In many ways, Van and Tai had ran so far from each other in anger that they both left you stranded.

"I can't do this without you." Taissa admitted. "I need you right now. Both of you. Please don't fucking make me beg, Van."

"Come here." You patted the bed for Tai to come sit with you, and she obliged. She immediately curled up into your side.

Van stared at the two of you. There was great hesitance on her part to join you on the bed. What would happen to her heart if she did? She couldn't fight it much longer though. She climbed onto the bed and prostrated herself on her knees in front of the both of you. "I have...missed you." Van whispered to the both of you. "I've missed us."

You opened your arms to her, and Van fell into them. You brushed hair away from her face, and tenderly kissed her scars. "Don't fight so hard for once in your life."

"Are we going to do this?" Van asked.

Taissa looked at you, and you at her. You didn't have to say anything. The overwhelming majority answer was yes, of fucking course you were.

You got up and immediately undressed yourself, pulling off your white t-shirt, wiggling out of your black pants. Taissa moved to remove your bra, and Van tugged down at your panties. Like animals, they pawed at you, bringing you back onto the bed and underneath them. They removed their clothes above you, heavy breathing and hearts racing. Taissa gathered your head in her hands and kissed you deeply, like she hadn't in so many years.

Her touch was hungry and fueled with desire. Your lust accumulated in your pussy, you groaned into her mouth. Van then took her place, her lips sweet like coconut and strawberries. Her tongue slipped between your lips, reacquainting itself with your mouth. Tai situated herself behind Van, her hips and pelvis against Van's rear. You reached your hands up for Van's breasts, squeezing them tightly in your palm. She gasped, breathing onto your face.

"It's so hot that you're so desperate for Y/N." Taissa said roughly. "Are you going to let her fuck you?"

Van was grinding against Tai as you attached your mouth to her neck. "Will you fuck me, Y/N?"

"You don't have to ask me that question." You growled, lifting yourself into a sitting position.

With a slap to her ass, Taissa let go of Van and crawled back over to you, running her fingers along your soaking wet pussy. She lifted her hand to her mouth, sucking you off of her. "You always taste so good." She groaned.

You opened your legs wide and Van got into position, lowing her cunt onto yours.

"Oh, you dirty thing." You laughed, bucking your hips so that you could grind hard against the beautiful red head above you.

Van moaned loudly. "Oh, Y/N."

Tai sat up and lunged for Van's mouth. Van hung on tightly to Taissa as you continued to fuck her. Taissa grabbed Van's ass, slapping hard. "You don't know how bad I missed you, Van. How much I've wanted to feel you again."

You used your hands now to separate Taissa's thighs, hooking a single digit deep inside her. She made a very girly sound at the sudden sensation. You curled your fingers, making a 'come here' motion against her G-spot.

"Oh, Y/N." Tai moaned into Van's shoulder. "More. More, please."

You entered a second finger inside her, speeding up with her now.

"Y/N always fucks us so good." Van said seductively, leaning down to kiss you again.

You removed your pussy from hers, and took your hand out of Taissa's. "I want someone in my mouth. Right now."

Tai jumped at the chance, pinning you down with her thighs. She filled your mouth up with herself. Van crawled down to you, her tongue teasing your slit. Her fingers gripped your hips so tight you knew they'd leave bruises. You rode her face as Tai rode yours. You couldn't stand it anymore, feeling as though you might explode with desire.

Van moved her hand down to her own crotch, trying to get herself off while she fucked you good.

"God, I'm gonna come." Taissa squeaked. "A little harder, Y/N."

You obliged, your tongue exploring her hole, entering inside. She used your upper teeth to tease her clit, causing her to yell out with desire. Almost in unison, the three of you came at the same time. Taissa removed herself from your mouth, opting to sit next to you up against the wall. She breathed heavy.

Van crawled up to your chest, and rested her head of red hair between your breasts. "Mmm." You smiled to yourself.

"Why did we ever stop doing this?" Van asked softly, gripping Tai's thigh tight.

"If it's so bad, why does it feel so right." Tai looked at you with want in her eyes.

"The real question is," You giggled. "how did we do that for hours on end when we were kids?"

The other two laughed. "Stamina. Soccer girl stamina." Van stated.

"Maybe I should get back into sports. I'd have more energy to keep up with the both of you." You mumbled.

"That's hot." Taissa pressed a kiss to your shoulder. "I'd like to see you in a uniform again."

"Me too." Van agreed. "Gonna dress up for us?"

"Maybe." You chuckled.

#yellowjackets #smut #taissa turner #van palmer #vanessa palmer #x reader #tai x van x reader #drabble #fanfic #oneshot #wlw #submission #open for submissions #poly

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wickedlyqueer · 8 months

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Do you think it's possible to make Gelphie canon in the musical using no changes to the script and only direction/actor shenanigans? I feel like a goodbye kiss (like in the book) would work just fine?

Hmmmmmm. Honestly?

No.

Here's the thing. The limit of no script changes makes it really hard to make a coherent story out of Wicked-but-with-a-single-gelphie-kiss. (also - directions are technically also part of the script, so as an actor you get guidelines, but you can't strain too far from it or the whole story collapses).

The whole story would collapse in this case if you make gelphie canon, without ever acknowledging it afterwards. Say, you have them kiss right in the middle of Defying Gravity. This is what I did in Wickedly Queer Animated.

But without ANY script changes, Elphaba's motivations feel so goddamn off.

Why is she still going to find Fiyero?

Why does she run off with Fiyero?

Why does she abandon Oz together with Fiyero?

By all accounts, those actions should now revolve around Glinda. Otherwise Elphaba would feel like such a fucking bitch? Leading on Glinda, while simultaneously ditching her for Fiyero. That'd be pretty fucking shady (and considering how musical!Elphie can do nothing wrong uwu, that's a hard sell to the audience, who is otherwise 10000% rooting for her).

There is, of course, the alternate take to have gelphie kiss at the end of For Good. This already works a lot better, because it's so late in the story, it'll feel a bit more like a bittersweet goodbye kiss, without uprooting the entire story, like the DG-kiss would.

BUT.

Now you made Fiyero even more of a dick than the musical already made him!!! By having Glinda and Elphaba kiss during for good, it sets Elphaba up for also having romantic feelings for Glinda. So when she begs Fiyero that she "wished she could tell Glinda that they're alive".

And Fiyero says. No.

????????? MOTHER OF ALL RED FLAGS. YOU JUST MADE FIYERO INTO A JEALOUS BOYFRIEND WHO CAN'T HANDLE HIS GF EVEN LOOKING AT OTHER PEOPLE!!!!!

Who is like. "You want to see Glinda? Who you also have romantic feelings for? No. Absolutely. Fucking. Not. We're shutting that shit down. You're mine and mine alone. AND I'M ROBBING YOU OF YOUR CHOICE TO A ROMANTIC PARTNER. I am the one you're going to be with forever. Forget her. She's saving Oz. She can't know. Nobody can. Not if we want to survive."

SO. He sets Elphaba up for a non-choice. It's either being with him and survive. Or be with Glinda and die.

Welp. I know what I would choose in that situation, and it's not the healthy option, because survival instinct will cut even a bad deal if it means not dying.

So without any script changes can gelphie become canon? No. Not if you want the story to make sense, at least.

With a few script tweaks however? Yeah. Real fucking easy. Wickedly Queer was exactly that thought experiment and now whenever I see the musical I get all surprised-pikachu when they don't follow my homebrew gay version that I - humbly - consider the superior version lmao.

#wicked the musical #wicked #gelphie #elphaba thropp #glinda upland #wicked meta #sam's asks

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regulus-books · 5 months

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I wasn't going to say anything because I just want this to be a fun and cute blog full of oneshots and silly little reblogs but it's come to my attention how insensitive people are in this fandom.

First, as an author who posts things for free, I can talk about this. Authors (and artists) do not owe you anything at all. We could not publish for years and you'd just have to suck it up and move on. Authors have other things going on outside of writing. We are people too. Artists go through the same exact thing. “why isn't part 2 of this comic up yet”, artists are constantly critiquing their own works, they don't need that extra pressure. Instead of begging for more, compliment them, it's motivating.

Second, I am utterly disgusted by the amount of people who are still hating on others about who they ship within the fandom. Jily is just as valid as Jegulus. Rosekiller is just as valid as Bartylily. If you don't ship it, that's fine, scroll. You see, we are on these little things called screens, it's really cool, you just have to swipe and it'll go away. Crazy, I know.

Third, the hate is insane. Why are some people still yapping about how “they wouldn't be gay, it's the 70s!!!” or “couldn't be trans, it was the 70s!!!!!” newsflash! There were gay and trans people in the 70s you guys. Seriously shut up.

I'm so upset every time I come on here to see someone saying some stupid insensitive shit. Suck it the fuck up, grow some balls and turn off anon if your gonna say something hateful. Oh, or, DONT SAY IT AT ALL!!!!!

#ve rants #ve speaks #ve gets angry #ve is actually so fucking pissed #regulus books #mini rant #marauders #marauders era #fix this fandom

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chubbening · 8 days

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OH MY GOD OKAY HEY so me and a popular artist friend who shall not be named recently got into your fic Calories and Kink and IT IS SO HOT AND SUCH A HUGE INSPIRATION!!!! I literally started my own fic bc of it and I'm trying so hard to do my own things based on my own tastes and not lift too much inspiration xD

I just wanted to ask if any of your characters (Alexa, Reggie, or anyone else) has references? We may or may not be doing gay fanart for your adorable fat lesbian comfort fic.

Also I was stoked to find you're trans (us too)!!! Happy for you, also just learned you're a system!!! You both rock, keep up the good work, you got some real fans here :D

I think you just broke Ava's part of the brain lmao (she'll be fine) but thank you so so so much!! We've gotten so much lovely feedback on this story, and it means so much to us that what started as a kinky little side project has so engaged folks in our corner of the internet <3 Best of luck with your fic! One thing about writing is no one else is gonna do it like you, so even if you take inspiration, it'll still be your own.

It's funny you ask about references, because we've been thinking about commissioning some art for a while, just haven't gotten around to it (*coughcough* $$$). So like, we don't have ref sheets or anything. But (speaking of lifting inspiration) Reggie was originally inspired by one of NekoCrispy's characters, Astrid. Specifically the energy of this piece sparked something. Obviously we made Reggie a maned wolf and very much our own character, but we still think of her shape as similar to Astrid's (while compensating for NekoCrispy's more stylized hips), but 6' tall and with bigger arms ;)

For Alexa, shape- and vibe-wise, we go to https://www.tumblr.com/littlestpigletann. She's been posting since she was a lot smaller, so it's handy to dig back (on various platforms) and get a sense of Alexa at various points in the story. Although, Alexa's probably a bit lankier than Ann, who if I remember is 5'1" (Alexa's 5'6").

Feel free to DM us with any questions (about this stuff or w/e), we love chatting with folks! Honestly feels surreal to have people calling themselves fans and talking about doing art of something we created, like… Obviously no pressure to follow through, but we'd love to see what y'all come up with!!

Woo, trans! Honestly if we had a do-over, the one thing we'd change is making one or both of the MCs trans. We were just at a weird place with our dysphoria when we started writing it, and by the time we got comfier with things, there wasn't enough support in the story to retcon that. That's probably why we started doing more with Ash, tbh.

Okay, last anecdote here, the system thing is so funny in relation to Calories & Kink, because we didn't know we were plural when we wrote most of it, but we 1000% wrote Alexa and Reggie as individual self-inserts. When one of our partners started reading it, she compared us (still unaware) to Reggie because I fronted more during sex, but Ava, the more frequent fronter at the time, was like, "What? No, I'm way more like Alexa."

Anyway, thank you so much for sharing this message <3 We'll be giddy all day now ^^

Promise we'll work on the last few chapters soon--we really do want to give this thing a proper ending.

Take care,

Seija

#ask #my writing #calories and kink

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kalgalen · 1 year

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Open letter to my mother

(or, a rebuttal to the 1k email my mom sent me about my upcoming transition. Tw: transphobia, self-harm)

First, and I say this will all the love in the word (and an healthy dose of disbelief): what the fuck is wrong with cis people?

I'm gonna skip right over the fact that you had the gall to call this a "text analysis" when you actually dedicated only one paragraph to actually describing the text I got published and used the rest to utterly dismiss my community and I. That disappointment, though, is nothing compared to the anger and grief that the rest of your email has awaken in me.

You talk about respect, but you refuse to respect my decision to make my own body more comfortable to me. Worse than that, you disrespect my friends by deciding you get to be the judge determining who conforms to your outdated ideas on gender enough to be allowed to transition. How dare you?

Speaking of daring, how dare you imply that we, the LGBTQIA community, need to be more tolerant and inclusive of people who don't understand us? Do you realize that in many cases it means they want our death? You're a white woman. You've never had to deal with a huge portion of the population wanting you to stop existing, or at least to stop "putting your identity in everyone's faces" - aka, essentially, to (hope you guessed it) stop existing. I'm not asking for understanding from every single old crusty conservative guy, just that they leave us the fuck alone.

You make wild assumptions about me in your email. Do you really think my therapist helped me accept myself? I only came out to her last year when I decided to medically transition, because I was finally confident in my ability to make that choice. We had never talked about gender before. Why would you want to take that away from me? Why would that "self-respect" you're talking about entail me going back on my steps? Why can't it be about me embracing my identity, making my body mine in a way that doesn't involve self-harming?

On that subject, you've never shown concern when I was cutting into my arms on the daily. You acknowledged it, sure, but what did you do except demand that I stop? You have no right to criticize my choice of changing my body. You lost it long ago.

You encouraged me to get a breast reduction last year when I started the process of wanting to transition. You still thought I was cis then, but since it was a surgery for cis people, it was fine and dandy. Now that I want to cut it all off so I don't have to deal with binders anymore (which are indeed quite dangerous for the person wearing them, not to mention uncomfortable) you believe you can go against that. You have to see how irrational that is.

You talk about detransitioners but I'm willing to bet you haven't done more research past "some people regret transitioning." Do you know most people stop transitioning because of transphobia? You, cis people, are killing us one way or another.

Why do you fucking think you can explain gender to me. "We all have a part of masculinity and femininity inside of us" yeah no kidding?? You're telling that to a nonbinary person, that's the whole concept (although not only - but I won't get into it since it'll just confuse you more.) You dare "explaining" to me what androgynity is and why it would "fit me more". You think your couple of hours of half-assed research are enough to compare with my lived experience? With my discussions with like-minded people? With decades of self-determination by a community that is older than you? Also fuck you for implying I've only decided to call myself nonbinary because it's "fun". You don't know anything.

You ask me if sexuality is involved in choosing a gender - and it might be for some but newsflash, trans gay people exist. Additionally, I am asexual - not that you bothered to do research about that. "Before loving a sex we love a way to be, a philosophy, a way to think" fuck off I've known that since I was old enough to fall in love.

Anyways. You'll never read this, because you would only think I'm throwing a tantrum - because you're so sure you're right, and not ready to listen. Whatever, I don't give a shit. I will try and answer your concerns later when I'm not so pissed off, but for the moment I cannot help you.

Lovingly, your child.

#perso #transgender #ok to rb #actually - encouraged to be rb #don't let me be alone in my rage

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