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awearywritersworld · 2 months
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I would be obsessed with a prince!au Sukuna 👁️👁️ him being the cold ruthless prince but then reader comes and he's not to ruthless anymore haha 🤭
Going back to my previous ask with reader eating a finger, that would be so juicy 👀 the angst of it all sukuna and yuji would be devastated 😭
I hope you've been good Mona🩷
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prince!sukuna's change in demeanor would creep up on you. he's made it clear he's not interested, so you try your best to steer clear of him.
but he watches you from afar. he hears whispers of your benevolent nature, regardless of whether you're interacting with the royal court or the common folk.
even if you avoid him, you still treat him cordially when duty demands you share one another's company. his wickedness is well known, and yet, it doesn't deter you.
he admires that. though it's a secret, even to himself.
one night as you share your evening meal together, a generally new occurrence, small talk passes between the two of you.
when there's a lull in the conversation, you point out. "you're different now."
this confuses him. "because i inquired as to whether you like the duck?"
you nod, doing little to hide the tug at the corner of your mouth. "three moons ago, you'd have been happy to see me choke on it."
"that's... not true."
"oh? were your sharp remarks meant to convey your fond regard for me?"
it's only when he raises his brow at you that you realize you've gone too far. you inwardly scold yourself for displaying such irreverence.
"my apologies, my prince. i meant no—"
"no matter," he cuts you off. "it... pleases me... to hear you speak so freely."
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lesbianshepard · 1 year
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these are the questions about history that the people really need to ask
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canisalbus · 6 months
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The little Courage the cowardly dog-esque paws on this drawing just sent me for some reason I'm so sorry I just had to quickly doodle a little Machete the cowardly dog XD
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genderkoolaid · 2 years
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can we PLEASE get over this childish idea that every queer term needs to be entirely separate from others otherwise its stealing like we're on deviantart in 2010 accusing each other of tracing. did you know that things can be inspired by other things and that isnt a heinous crime
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holisticdogpark · 2 months
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fellas is it gay to run through the woods with your homie while handcuffed together & bickering the whole time
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p4nishers · 6 months
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gays when they become widowers without even being in a relationship in the first place
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clownsuu · 11 months
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It seems that fluffy howdy is canon
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LETS FUCKING G O O OO O O O O OO O O O O O-
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notsomeloncholy · 3 days
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Who would u do yoga with
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stewykablooey · 1 year
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stewy def has one of his friends on stand by to call him so that his phone will ring in the middle of the service
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lokiusly · 5 months
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Tom Hiddleston, seasoned actor, when asked about Loki fixing themselves before talking to Don, really struggled when he said, “Loki had to be well presented if he’s gonna sell his idea to the poor guy” LMAO
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makingqueerhistory · 1 year
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Do you have any resources or posts on Jewish mlm/queer men's history?
I can definitely get a list together for you:
Magnus Hirschfeld
Salim Halali 
György Faludy 
Karl M. Baer 
Jiří Langer 
Mauritz Stiller
Elmyr de Hory
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awearywritersworld · 2 months
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Hii this is so random but do you think Sukuna has cute aggression? I can totally see him experience cute aggression towards Reader haha like pinching her cheeks or something I don't know
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CLOUD NONNIE I LOVE THIS SOSOSOSO MUCH
tags: fluff. curse words. 500 words.
as he looks down at your sleeping form, your head resting comfortably on his lap, he can't help but feel an uncomfortable pull in his chest.
his teeth grind together and his fingers twitch, a response that leaves him puzzled.
he's reading a good book. he is with you. there are still many hours left in the night. he should be content.
so why does he feel such... agitation.
his hand reaches toward your face, and while he swears he means to do nothing more than caress your cheek, he finds himself pinching your skin between his fingers.
he doesn't realize he's done it until you jolt, staring up at him with sleepy yet wide eyes that seem to beg the question "what the hell?"
"sorry," he says evenly.
"was i snoring or something? there are gentler ways to wake me up, you know," you grumble.
"you weren't snoring. i didn't intend to do that."
your eyebrows knit. "you didn't intend to nearly rip the skin off my face?"
"now you're just being dramatic."
you let out a breath of a laugh, "maybe."
you stretch your arms above your head, and one of your hands moves to cover your mouth as you let out something between a sigh and a yawn.
and he feels it again. more intensely this time.
your shirt's ridden up, so he reaches for the plump flesh it reveals and squeezes it between his thumb and pointer finger.
slapping his hand away, you finally sit up. "hello???? that hurts. have you discovered intrusive thoughts or something? you're supposed to ignore those."
"intrusive thoughts?"
"yeah. it's when you get unwanted thoughts. for example, about doing something violent—"
"oh. i get those all the time."
you stare at him for a moment before rubbing at your temples. "right. you're hopeless."
"this wasn't that. it was a feeling, not a thought."
"...go on."
perhaps he's said too much, because suddenly he really does not want to explain any further, but he does so anyway.
"it's just that you looked so... pleasing... that it made me feel... things."
once you get over his stellar articulation, you understand the situation and it makes you giggle.
"stop that," he commands, pink dusting his cheeks. "now you just look annoying."
"sorry— i'm sorry," you offer. "it's just that, i wouldn't expect you to experience that."
"experience what?" he questions, agitation lacing his tone.
"cuteness aggression."
"i can't even begin to explain how ridiculous that sounds," he deadpans.
"you think i'm so cute," you begin dreamily. placing your hands on either side of his face, you squeeze his cheeks together. "that it pisses you off. you're just adorable."
if you were anyone else, you'd be terrified by the look he gives you. "you're not cute. you're too infuriating to be cute."
"if you say so," you sing, settling back into your spot with your head on his lap. "just try to control yourself, hm? thought you were supposed to be some sophisticated higher being or whatever."
"shut up and go back to sleep."
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i truly believe he would take full advantage of cuteness aggression after this. AND HE'D BE A NIBBLER. god, his teeth would always be leaving little marks on your skin.
he's nibbling on your earlobe and he's nipping at the spot below your ear. it makes you feel so flustered, so you're pushing him away.
and in the most dastardly sugary tone he can muster he's like "i can't help it. you're just so cute."
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roosterbruiser · 1 year
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I am thinking about Jake being uncomfy w touch from most people (and therefore being a little unknowingly touch starved) but doing small things to get your touch: leaning his head towards you so you play with his hair, gently touching your leg to get your attention, wrapping your ankles together under the table.
And the reader maybe not 100% picking up on it at first until he comes out and says it? Okay ily thanks for listening 🫶🏻🫶🏻
you've noticed it here and there--nothing outwardly in-your-face that screams help me! I'm touch-starved! no, it's much smaller than that. so much smaller that you don't realize it on your own at all.
like when you're at the grocery store and Jake comes up behind you, peppering your throat with kisses in the produce aisle as the sprinklers lightly wet the goosed skin of your forearms. like when he stands with his chest pressed against your back, arms caging you in, as he holds onto the cart and pushes as you do.
"looked heavy," he always insists softly, a smile tugging at his lips.
or when you're watching a movie at home, your feet resting on the coffee table beside his. he's always tucked up right beside you, his arm on the back of the touch behind your head. sometimes, during a more boring part, he'll gently drag his fingers through your hair and watch your face for a few moments. and when you catch him, he always squeezes your thigh, smiles coyly, and shrugs his way through a half-hearted apology.
"you're much more interesting than Bridget Jones," he'll say.
when you go to The Hard Deck with him, he's always hands-on. palm resting on your knee as you sit at the bar, chin on your shoulder while he waits for his turn in pool, body molded around yours as he teaches you how to shoot darts, lips against your cheek and fingers wrapped around your wrist when you excuse yourself to head to the restroom.
"don't be too long," he always teases, laughing when you roll your eyes.
right now, under the blue sky and before the dying fire pit in Maverick's backyard, you're beside Javy. the two of you are watching Jake and Rooster try and help Amelia do her first ever cartwheel in the grass, paper plates balanced on your knees.
"you're special," Javy says with a broad grin, waggling his eyebrows at you as you watch your boyfriend spot Amelia. "he's so whipped."
"oh, is that what you've decided?" you ask with a small smile, glancing at him.
"no, really," Javy insists. "that man's all over you."
you shift to look at Javy with a perched brow.
"yeah, that's the thing about being in love," you tease. "anyway, isn't he all over everyone?"
when Javy barks out a laugh, you bite your lip.
"sweetheart, he's not all over anyone any time--at all." when you look at him with an expression of disbelief covering your features, he nods to Jake. "we've been friends since the academy. I think he's hugged me...once? and when he saved Rooster's life? they shook hands. shook hands!"
with a peculiar sour taste on your tongue, you glance back at your boyfriend. and then it's suddenly clear as day--he doesn't really touch anyone but you. even now, as he's helping Amelia on the grass, his hands are merely hovering her shoulders. he's standing several paces away from Rooster.
"racking your brain?" Javy asks, arms crossed. "don't waste your time. I'm right!"
sticking your tongue out at Javy, you set your plat on the grass and stand up, starting for your boyfriend.
he notices you immediately--like he always does when you head in his direction. he's grinning immediately, one that eats all his features until he's just dimples and lips and teeth, hands resting on his hips.
Rooster, who's watching slyly, starts to casually hum the bridal march. Jake doesn't stop him.
"hey," you say softly as you approach. "get her into the Olympics yet?"
"almost," Jake sighs, immediately wrapping you up in his arms and pulling you against him. "she's just gotta believe in herself!"
Amelia, with her face red and her disposition less than sunny, huffs at Jake.
"I'm trying!"
Jake laughs, kissing the top of your head, resting his hands on your hips as he connects your bodies. you melt into him--just like he likes.
it feel so very natural to be up against him, being held tight under the dying sky. no wonder you hadn't exactly noticed that he isn't like this with everyone else--when he holds you, it just feels like something that's in his nature.
when you glance back over at Javy, he has his arms crossed over his chest. he's grinning from ear to ear, rapidly doing a whip motion in the air.
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Back in the Paddock
Synopsis: After the situation in Monza, the grid makes sure to look out for you a little more than usual.
young fem driver reader x 2023 F1 Grid
A/N: this is technically a part 2 to “back at that party”, but you could probably read this without reading that fic, though it is recommended 🫶
. so
. obviously after the entire monza party situation came to light
. and the other drivers learned what happened
. no one wanted it to happen again
. so the drivers become a little more protective of you than they usually are
. first off
. per lewis’s request, after parties have a lot more security than they usually do
. and attendance is monitored a lot more thoroughly
. the rule was if you didn’t have a paddock pass for the race, you’re not allowed in the club
. you guys also develop kind of a buddy system
. the girls, wether you’re a wag or just a woman in the paddock, especially always have someone with them
. could be a friend, another driver, or co-worker
. the women don’t get left alone
. it also suddenly occurs to the drivers that there are a lot of strangers in the paddock
. hundreds all 20 of you don’t know
. and it’s a really disturbing thought because a lot of these people might have access to your garages and hospitalities
. you don’t know what these people could do
. so the buddy system evolves into the paddock
. whether it be your press officer
. teammate
. personal trainer
. or other driver
. you don’t walk alone when you’re in the paddock, especially at night
. usually lewis, carlos, and lando are the ones that accompany you the most because those are the drivers you’re closest with
. but you’re cool with a lot of the grid
. so your buddy varies
. the “not being alone” policy also applies to you traveling
. always having someone next to you on a plane
. uber/taxi rides always containing two people in the backseat
. and if you’re in a super foreign country where all the drivers are clueless and lost, your location is on to a few people
. the protectiveness also extends to the little things
. never walking to your car by yourself
. drivers checking in to ask about your flight/when you’re arriving
. looking out for you at any type of party
. like holding your drink for you
. looking after your bag if you have to leave it somewhere
. and making sure no one unwanted gets too close
. so yeah
. the drivers care about you
. they show it in a lot of different ways
. but this one is your favorite
short little protective headcannons list for the grid
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mxtxfanatic · 14 days
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Fandom Gripe #23: I know that fandom is in some deep denial about its treatment of female characters that are canonically involved with fan favorite m/m ships, but do y’all realize that when you disappear female characters from the narrative wholesale to push the idea that your canonically straight fav was “secretly gay all along!” you’re making several bad implications? That 1) bi men don’t exist, 2) bi men do exist, but those who have genuinely loved a woman before cannot genuinely love a man after that (therefore bi men don’t exist in practice), 3) women cannot inspire genuine love and devotion in men, therefore any relationship with a woman is “lesser” than the one they later have a man (see previous parenthesis), or 4) to acknowledge the existence of a lovable woman who isn’t a terrible person, where if a relationship previously existed, it did not end because of “incompatibility,” is enough to destabilize the present relationship between two queer men?
Because why is the tgcf fandom allergic to acknowledging that He Xuan had a whole ass fiancée that he loved? Why does no one ever seem to remember that the kidnappings and murders of He Xuan’s sister and fiancée were the final straws that sent him on his rampage, and he still keeps a shrine to them in the present-day of the story? Why is her entire existence and significance to He Xuan as a man, character, and to his character arc disappeared in favor of pushing Shi Qingxuan—the brother of the man responsible for his fiancée’s death—into that same role, as if to say that her impact on He Xuan is significant... just not when it's from her? Why does He Xuan’s life in fandom essentially begin not just after her death but because of it?
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Y'ALL NEED TO SEE THIS PANEL
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