#me to my friend who kept asking if i was gonna sell my stuff

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Look, This is gonna be one of those things that sounds bad until you read the whole story. Please don't read the title and go to 'yta' without reading.

AITA for yelling at our friend that my brother isn't trans?

Look, My brother ISNT trans. He likes to wear kilts and sew, Which is what kind of started all of this. My brother is NOT trans, He loves being a boy (trust me, I can hear him enjoying being a boy in his room all the time. Theres no way he'd wanna chop it off(I mean this as a joke I don't actually know how the surgery works), He's told me multiple times that being told by others what he likes is 'feminine' and 'girly' upsets him because he's proud of being a boy and doesn't like being called a girl. Its not because he hates girls or thinks less of them, He just does not like being called the wrong gender which I'm sure you want to be called the correct gender too.)

Anyways lets begin. I (16F) am my little brothers (15M) best friend, Basically. We grew up together and do everything together, Including sewing. I liked it when I was younger, And eventually convinced him to try it as well. He loved it, And we love just sitting together and making random crap we usually end up selling at our yearly garage sale. (Our mom makes us sell all our unneeded crap every year, But we aren't complaining when we make like $100 for it, Mom and dad even help us figure out what we actually wanna keep (we sometimes see old things and go 'Oh I could never get rid of this' and then throw it away))

Sorry for the rambling, But you'll see why some of this is important to know.

Basically, We were getting our shit together for the garage sale, And invited over a mutual friend of ours, Who I'll call uhhh Ley (16F). Shes kind of obsessed with the LGBTQ and loves to help people 'realize' they're gay or trans or non-binary. By this I mean she'll literally bully people she 'knows' is gay or trans by always telling them they are and spreading rumors about them saying they are. The way she 'knows' these things are from gut feelings. I thought maybe she needed friends who would be honest with her and tell her gently that it needed to stop. She stopped being so bad with it and we even convinced her to admit to the rumors she started being fake. We've known her for around 3 years now, And she's stopped doing it as aggressively for 2 of those years. She still makes jabs and 'jokes' saying things like "Oh thats so girly, Are you sure you're not trans?" and "Oh thats such a boy thing to do, Are you a lesbian?", Both quotes she's said to me and my brother less than a week ago. I am straight and cis, So is my brother. We have nothing against the lgbt, We just aren't apart of it. We support the lgbtq as much as possible (with my part time job I like to donate some of my paycheck towards point of pride so people who need the surgeries or binders can get them), And are very open about supporting them.

While we were cleaning out my brothers room and finding stuff to throw into the 'sell' box (we like to do precleaning before our parents help us, It makes everything faster and less work on the people trying to help), And Ley found my brothers kilt. She did a long exaggerated gasp, Looking at my brother.

"So, How long have you been trans? Why didn't you tell me?? I knew it the whole time!"

My brother tried to explain that it was a kilt for men, And he wasn't trans, But she kept interrupting him saying crap like 'you don't have to lie I know now' and 'Its nothing to be embarrassed about, I knew ever since you started to sew'. The last straw for me was when she continued not listening to him and started to ask about how he was gonna come out as school. I yelled at her to get out, That neither of us were gay, Neither of us are trans, And neither of us are apart of any of the lgbtq. We are allies and nothing more. She tried to argue that he had a 'skirt' which OBVIOUSLY meant he was trans, I basically screamed at her that she was a stupid know it all who made everyone who wasn't apart of the lgbtq's life hell because she made sure everyone knew them as someone they arent (I know, I shouldn't of brought up 2 years in the past) and that I was tired of her trying to force everyone to be in the LGBTQ when its just not realistic. Not everyone is gay or trans, Some people are cis and straight. She started crying and left, We haven't spoken in a few days but I think I'm justified. I'm tired of living my life being told I'm something I'm not, I'm tired of seeing it happen to my brother too.

My brother later thanked me for standing up for him, Telling me it made him really upset when she said those things. To cheer him up we watched his favorite movies and I made him his favorite dinner (mom and dad both work day jobs so we both make lunch and dinner)

And for those who are gonna say that allies are apart of the LGBTQ I strongly believe the A is for aro/ace. Being an ally isn't a gender or sexuality

(unless people identify using ally/allyself of course or whatever it is, I'm not quite sure how neos work or whatever but I love to see how creative people get with it and am happy it gives people who don't identify with any of the normalized(? Idk the correct term but yknow the man woman and nb) genders a chance to be who they actually are)

Extra info on why I think I could be the asshole: I feel like we might've been able to explain it if we got her to shut up for a minute, But she kept talking over us. I feel like I went too far by insulting her, And I feel like I might be TA because she's also autistic (so is my brother though, And I have ADHD).

Why I think I'm NTA: My brother is really quiet and doesn't really defend himself often. He doesn't really know how to stand up for himself and is 'easy' to talk over (soft spoken, Quiet talking voice and nonconfrontational) which is why I believe I had to step in in his place, And I don't believe I did anything wrong defending my brother and making her stop calling him what hes not.

Anyways. AITA for yelling at our friend that my brother isn't trans?

To see later: PINK PANTHER

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[experimentfae]

Could you do yandere Adam with a small imp/succubus hybrid reader who's incredibly shy and selectively mute? They're pretty much a precious little kitten, considering they have cat-like behavior and instincts, but don't be fooled. They can and have killed many. I can imagine them meeting when they go with Charlie when she goes to meet Adam and Lute in her father's place. (This is pretty much my oc from my yandere hazbin hotel/helluva boss x oc fanfic. Ps, they write what they want to say on a small whiteboard they carry with them. They will hiss, growl, scratch, and bite you if they don't like you or are scared and in a state of fight or flight)

Yandere Adam x Shy! Imp/succubus hybrid! Reader

Oneshot

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You believed it would have been any normal day in hell not expecting Charlie to ask you to come with her to meet the leader of the exterminator’s.

“Wait really, but how? And why me?” “Well (y/n) I trust you and you’re the nicest demon I know.” she wouldn’t be saying that if she knew of all the killing you did but you kept that to yourself “I- um.” You looked as she gave you puppy eyes you could never say no, especially to your best friend.

“Sure I’ll go.” She then hugged “thank you, thank you now come on let’s get going.” You immediately as she sang her song the others watching you two leave.

After the song ended and you two made it to the Heaven Embassy, but when you guys walked in it was very creepy to say the least why were the light not on? “Uh a-are they available?” You questioned looking around “They should be, my dad never usually wrong about this stuff.” Just then a gold sign in sheet for in front of Charlie face.

This made both of jump in shock “totally not creepy.” Charlie spoke, she is definitely right this is weird but Charlie signed her name in and the letter suddenly lift up to the hell knows where then suddenly a door opened.

“This is still super creepy.” You whispers Charlie seemed to ignore it as she went through the door and you followed after “uh hello is anyone, here?” “Sup.” This made you both jump you hid behind the chair immediately, You see an Angel eating rips with another Angel behind him.

Charlie introduced herself and Adam seems genuine for a moment until he figured out he was just a Hologram “ha! I fucking got you did you see that shit?” “Yes sir.” He then laughed fucking hilarious. Just then his eyes moved to you “uh, who that with you there?.” This grabbed Charlie’s attention. “Oh this (y/n) there here to really sell the point that I’m making here.

You avoided eye contact. But this didn’t seem to faze him if you looked and if Charlie noticed you two would have seen the look of lust he gave you.

Then Adam suddenly talked about his life and his one night stand on the weekend just some other stuff. But then Charlie remembered the meeting was almost over so Charlie was talking about the hazbin hotel and the good it can from it, Adam didn’t seem to care half of the time he was looking at you or interrupted her.

Let’s just say he didn’t agree then he threw Charlie out but held you back for a moment “I need to talk to you… lute keep an eye on that one shrugging towards Charlie.

“Wait what a- Charlie got interrupted due to lute closing the door behind her. You let a cat like hiss feeling that you’re in danger what fucked up shit is he gonna do, cut your head off as a warning or something like that these thoughts fueled your anxiety until Adam spoke.

“Oohh feisty but chill out babes.” You felt your tail wag in irritation “let me give a little proposal I might give you a good word with upper management she also known as sera but I’ll only do it if you let me take you out.”

Your eye’s widen in shock “what?” He smirked “I know, someone as hot as ME taking you out, but yeah it’s the real deal babes, so I’m gonna take it as a - “n-no.” You clench your hands “that’s a weird joke or?” “I-it means n-no.” This shocked him “what, I’m fucking Adam the first man! I’m fucking awesome even princess what her face seemed to agree with that.” He growled out.

You did it bother to continue this conversation heading towards the door “Hey don’t walk from me so soon.” You felt him grab your wrist you now felt more terrified at the end of the day you knew he had more power in his hand then you would have you’re entire life.

“Or do I need to do something else? How about I consider her little passion project? Sounds good to you?” This made you hesitate “I… for the fist time you looked in the eyes and saw how he looked at you with hunger, but this could really help Charlie and her cause, you believe in her. “Ok I’ll… I’ll go with you on that date.” he smiled “perfect I’ll pick you up this weekend oh and no worry it ain’t gonna be down here on this dumpster fire, I’ll pull some strings and give you a day in heaven for the date, see a babes.”

You left without a goodbye feeling Shame, Charlie ran up to you “(y/n) are you ok?, what happened? What did I he do?” You didn’t have the heart to tell her “I… I don’t want to talk about it.” You looked away just wanting to go back to the hotel, thankfully Charlie siding push it even though she looked worried.

It’s been a week and today is the date. Well you u are going to heaven so maybe you should dress your best.

“(Y/n) what making you dress in such a fancy attire.” You looked to see alastor “oh it’s just I have a, uh date of sorts.” His smiled widen and his eyebrow arched “oh who is the companion?” You became nervous “it’s- it’s um some guy named Archer, he want’s to take me to… um bloodysteaks that new restaurant in the gluttony ring.”

He did it seem to buy it but this was entertaining enough to him so he riding question any further “if you say so, I guess we’ll see you later on.” “Yeah see ya later on Alastor.” Just then you heard a knock from you’re window. You looked to see Adam himself “who the fuck was that and wow sexy as hell babes, got dressed up for me that’s sweet.”

You groaned in annoyance and let him in “thanks, now let me open that portal and we are on our way.” He opens the heaven portal and you went through to see a beautiful city “wow.” “Yeah fucking wow this is paradise, now let me take you to ‘heavenly delights’ the most fanciest restaurant in town. you had to admit it really look like a paradise even the sidewalk looked super clean.

“But seriously who the fuck was that guy you were talking to?” “Wait alastor, he’s just a friend.” He rolled his eyes “what?” “What, what you mean what, he look like he wanted fuck you, I’m the only one who’s allowed to do that.” Allowed? This guy really is entitled but you didn’t stand up to him afraid of what would happen if you did.

You guys made it to the restaurant but realization hit you “wait how did you know I was in the hazbin hotel?” He seemed surprised by that answer “well I… let’s just order the food ok babes?” You didn’t push it thought if you had to take a guess he has been watching you this week.

Adam order for you due to your shyness You guys got your food and the food was really delicious, he guys made small talk, the worst part is you kinda liked his company, just that he kinda is a douchbag most of the time. “Alright but seriously let me pull some strings and you can be living here with me.” “I just need you to give the green light to the hazbin hotel Adam.”

He laughed “oh right that, I’m gonna be honest hot stuff I’m never gonna give green light to that thing.” You became frozen “what.” “I said what I said I’ll never agree to that.” “But you say- “I said I would consider it, doesn’t mean I’ll agree it. Ok now you felt stupid “and I know you said didn’t want to be here but, I already made arrangements and got your sexy ass into heaven.”

Your tail stood up in shock and felt your face contort to shock you really hard the Earle to chock him like your other victims. “yeah I know admit you love it, you love the idea of living here.” You immediately got up and left the restaurant “hey what the hell?!” Spoke Adam as he flew after you “I didn’t want that!” You yelled with tears in you’re eyes “oh come on you will be the first hell born into heaven but pretend that your a human, because sinner is no but a HELLBORN making it into heaven, a hell no, I had to tell sera some bullshit story.” He stated.

You looked away from him “oh calm on you love it up here eventually, you will look hotter then you already do and besides the effects are starting right now.” “Wait what?” You felt feather on your back and you touched your head to feel a halo “Oh no.” “Oh yes!”

“Wait can I at least say goodbye to my friend’s” you asked tears in your eye’s “hmmm, no, oh and don’t think about leaving me because if you do I’ll just make sure you’ll be a target in the next extermination.” You were shocked “yeah I love you babes put sometimes tough love is needed.”

“But I- I” he shushed you “now come on you will love it here and overtime you’ll learn to love me.”

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[loveronlineee]

The Little Things Part 1 (Eddie Munson x Reader)

Masterlist  All Parts

Eddie Munson x Reader (She/Her)

Warnings: Swearing

Synopsis: Y/N is surprised when her classmate Eddie takes interest in her nail art stall. Did he really want his nails done or did he want something more?

Y/N notes: shorter than Eddie

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The school really didn’t do fundraisers enough. Especially considering the amount of shit that goes down in Hawkins. So when they finally announced that they were going to be raising money for the families that lost someone in the Starcourt Mall fire, Y/N was ready.

Students started getting in small groups to plan what activity they would do. Selling cookies and cupcakes, raffle tickets, face painting. Y/N decided on something a little different. She had always gotten compliments on her nails. She liked making simple patterns, adding gemstones or nail stickers. The girls in her classes were very excited when Y/N told them she was doing a nail art stall.

The day had been going well. Y/N had a constant line at her stall as the girls, and some guys lined up. It was getting near the end of the day when Eddie Munson sat down opposite her. The last in the line.

“Eddie?” Y/N said confused.

“Yeah.”

“You want me to do your nails?” Eddie smirked.

“Yeah.” He dropped his change into the charity bucket on the side of the table. Y/N was pleasantly surprised. Most students had a strong dislike of Eddie. He was weird and loud. But there was something about the guy’s energy that kept drawing Y/N in.

They had a couple classes together. In fact they sat next to each other in one of them which meant they had small conversations a couple times a week.

Over the year, Y/N had found that Eddie was quite different to the perception people had of him. For one, he was not scary at all. In fact he was quite jumpy. Y/N had lost count of the amount of times she had lightly tapped him on the shoulder and he had jumped out of his skin. It made her giggle every time.

“Jeez L/N you tryna kill me?”

“I just wanted to borrow your eraser.”

He was full of positive energy. It radiated off him in waves and infected the people around him. Yeah sometimes he took it a step too far but that was never his intention.

In reality, he was just a happy go lucky dork.

“You got a color in mind?” Y/N asked, organising the bottles. Eddie shrugged.

“I’ll let you chose. Go crazy, the fate of my nails are in your hands!” He said dramatically. Y/N chuckled.

“Okay then.” She picked up a pink bottle and began looking through her flowery stickers. The guys who had got their nails done as a joke all picked this stuff. Y/N looked back at Eddie’s hands. She noted the rings he wore. She then noticed he was wearing his club shirt. The logo contained a flaming sword and a flail.

Then Y/N got an idea. Her eyes widened in excitement and she put down the pink bottle and began sifting through the stuff she kept under the table.

“What’s with the sparkle in your eyes L/N? Should I be worried?” Eddie asked with a smile. Y/N pulled out a new pack of nail stickers and smiled back at him.

“Oh you’re gonna love it.” Eddie smiled wider. He loved her passion. He had noticed that Y/N loved organising little things. Her class notes were always neat and color coded. Her make up was simple but always looked good. Her locker had pictures of her friends and doodles arranged in the inside of the door. Whatever she had planned, he knew it was gonna be good.

After cleaning up his cuticles and adding a base, Y/N took a black nail polish and began painting over each nail. She placed her other hand underneath Eddie’s to steady him. Her hand moved more and more under his as she continued.

“You sure you’re not just doing this so you get to hold guys’ hands?” Eddie joked.

“How dare you think I have an ulterior motive Edward.” Y/N joked back. “How do I know you didn’t come here just so I would hold your hand?” Eddie didn’t reply, because she was completely correct. Well that and he just wanted an excuse to talk to her more. You can only say so much during a class where you’re supposed to be quiet. “Besides, I don’t need to trick a guy into holding my hand.”

“True. Very true.” Eddie agreed. He knew Y/N was quite popular. He often saw her hanging out with the athletes and the cheerleaders, many of which seemed interested in her. Yet she remained single, which kept Eddie hopeful.

Y/N finished with the black and began to open the new pack of nail stickers. Eddie watched as she looked through them all and picked out two. She smiled and showed them. A sword and a flail.

“How’d you feel about a Hellfire theme?”

“That is awesome.” Y/N beamed and began peeling the sword. She went to put it on his ring finger but at the last second changed to his middle finger. Eddie quirked an eyebrow.

“I remember how much you like flipping people off. It’ll be more impactful this way. Don’tcha think?” Eddie chuckled.

“You think of everything don’t you L/N?” Y/N shrugged.

“I try.” Y/N finished it off with some flames on the sword and a tiny red gemstone on each pinky finger. “Okay I think you’re done!”

Eddie lifted up his hands and admired the artwork.

“Y/N L/N you are a genius.” Y/N giggled.

“Y/N!” Jason had jogged over to her table. He glared at Eddie. “You okay?”

“Yeah Jason I’m fine thanks.”

“This punk giving you any trouble?”

“No Jason. I’m fine.” Y/N repeated, slightly annoyed.

“I’m on my best behaviour.” Eddie put his hands up innocently. “Y/N was just doing my nails. I think these ones are my favourite, don’t you agree?” He put his middle fingers in Jason’s face. Y/N tried to hide her laughter but to no avail. Jason looked at her shocked.

“Y/N!”

“Oh come on that was funny.” Y/N admitted. Eddie beamed. He loved when he could make her laugh. Jason huffed and walked away. “You gotta stop provoking him though.”

“I’ll stop when he stops.” Eddie stated. Y/N nodded.

“Fair enough.” She stood up. “Well looks like you’re my last customer.” Eddie stood up too.

“Need a hand packing?”

“Uh yeah actually- oh wait isn’t your club starting soon?” Eddie shrugged.

“I can be late. You’re more important.” The two began putting away all of the nail stuff in a box.

“Wow I must be pretty damn important then cause I know how much you love your club.” Y/N chuckled.

“Yeah well you’re one of the only people outside of Hellfire that’ll give me the time of day so…” Y/N stopped.

“I’m sorry. That must suck.” Eddie shrugged.

“You get used to it.”

“Yeah well I wish you didn’t have to get used to it.”

“…thanks.” Y/N picked up the box.

“Do you think you could take the bucket? I gotta drop it off in our math classroom.”

“Yeah sure.”

The pair walked down the hallway to the classroom. Y/N noted the other students giving her weird looks. “Like I said, you get used to it.” Eddie said. “But don’t commit social suicide just for me. It’s not worth it.” He brushed off, putting the bucket down next to the others in the room.

“Social suicide?” Y/N repeated as they head to the exit and out into the parking lot.

“Yeah it’s not worth it.”

“You mean… you’re not worth it?” Eddie paused before answering.

“Yeah.”

“Well I think that decision’s up to me.” Y/N stated. Eddie stopped in the middle of the parking lot. Y/N turned back around. She could see the surprise on his face. “What? You not gonna walk me to my car?” Eddie smiled and jogged to catch up.

He watched as she put her box of nail stuff in her back seat and closed the door. “Thanks for helping me.” She said as she walked to stand in front of him.

“No problem. Anytime.” Y/N looked up and smiled. He smiled back but narrowed his eyes. “What idea is your brain cooking up now L/N?”

“You ever tried eyeliner?”

“What?”

“Eyeliner. On your waterline.” Y/N pointed to her own on her face. “I think it’ll match your whole look.” Eddie smiled.

“You think?” Y/N reached up and pushed Eddie’s hair out his face.

“Yeah.” The pair heard a noise and turned to see some people coming out of the school. They were whispering and giving them dirty looks.

“See?” Eddie sighed. “You don’t wanna be seen with me. Not outside classes.” He took Y/N’s hands and lowered them down from his face.

“Again, Eddie. That’s up to me.” She leaned up and pecked him on the cheek. “I’ll see ya tomorrow yeah? I’ll bring my eyeliner.” She gave him a wink and got in her car.

Eddie watched as she drove away, frozen in place until she was out of site. He placed a hand on his chest and an arm stretched out to where Y/N has gone.

“Oh L/N you are full of surprises.” He walked back into school with a skip in his step.

He couldn’t wait to see her tomorrow.

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[i-literally-cant-with-this]

A/N ::: Kat. That's all I'm gonna say. That and Ilysm. Thank you! Also, fuckin' dumb ass fonts and my dumb ass. Ty, Mack, for pointing that out. It looked so normal on my end!

Kat's Idea ::: All I'm saying is...coughs Hanma fucking her brutally and brat taming her while reader is gossiping and on the phone at the same time as he smokes and just listens in while plunging into her causally

C/W ::: Hanma x Bimbo.F.Reader, gossipy slut getting fucked while he smokes and blatantly eavesdrops while he's pounding her into the mattress, unprotected sex

MDNI under the cut please and thank you

"Yoooo, she did - nghh - she did what? Fuck. I can't stand that bitch." Your eyes rolled back into your head as Hanma hit that sweet spot deep inside of you while you gossiped on the phone to your BFOTW (Best Friend Of The Week - you changed friends like you changed panties). Hanma always got a kick out of how fickle you were about who you surrounded yourself with. But ultimately, they were all fucking idiots.

Your stupid was just a little more special brand than theirs, though. He didn't find it endearing, per se. But he always found it entertaining. And Hanma was nothing if he wasn't an opportunist for entertainment. Especially when he was fucking you.

He lit a smoke and turned his face to blow it away from you while languidly gliding his cock in and out of your dripping hole. You were so wet for him, even with the phone in your hand. You were such a brat, too, always demanding his attention. But he could never deny you.

"Oh my god, bitch. That's insane! She really thinks that shit's gonna work on him? She must be stupid or something. God, I'm so glad I don't have to deal with her anymore." You giggled as Hanma slowly rubbed your clit, his touch feather light and teasing.

He winked at you and pinched your clit and nipples simultaneously, holding his cigarette between his lips.

You put your friend on speaker but muted the mic so you could talk to him. "Shu ... fuuuck feel s'good, baby. Can't wait for you to cum in me. Missed your cock all day." You whispered to him, your eyes half-closed with pleasure.

Hanma just chuckled and kept smoking, fucking you slowly, relishing in the feel of your tight cunt clenching around him.

You unmuted your phone and got back to your superficial bestie. "Are you busy?" They asked, hearing the telltale slapping sounds in the background of your call.

"Mm? Whuh? Oh! Haha, no, not busy, not really. Han is here with me. We're just fucking and stuff. You know how it is." You said casually, as if it was normal to be getting your pussy pounded while gossiping on the phone.

"Oh my god, you slut!" Your friend yelled at you.

"What? Don't tell me you've never been fucked while you're on the phone? Loser. God." You laughed, reaching out to brush Hanma's bangs back away from his sweat-covered face. "So beautiful, Han. Love you so much, baby. Anyway, girl. Did he buy that bullshit she was tryna sell him?"

Hanma pulled back nearly all the way out of you and then slammed back into you roughly, making you gasp and moan into the phone.

"Fuck, baby! Fuck that dick's so good! Just like that. Harder, please." You whined, forgetting that your friend was on the line.

"Should I let you guys ... oh, I don't know, you need to go?"

"Bitch please, 'm just gettin' dicked down by my man. 'S not a big deal, girl."

"Han, baby, can you fuck me harder, please? I wanna cum s'bad." You begged, pouting at him as he lazily stroked your clit and fucked you deep and slow.

He grabbed you by the throat and laughed. "You don't tell me how to do this. Got it, princess? I fuck you how I wanna fuck you and you enjoy it." He growled at you, squeezing your neck just enough to make you whimper.

"Sorry, baby. Won't happen again." You whispered, your voice hoarse from his grip.

Hanma smirked and let you go, reaching over for his smoke and taking a long drag. "Good girl. Now shut the fuck up and let me cum in you." He said, his voice low and dangerous.

"Yes, daddy. Anything you want. Love you so much. You make me so happy."

"Yeah? Tell me how happy you are, princess. Make me cum in your tight little cunt." Hanma cooed at you as he picked up the pace of his thrusts, angling himself to hit that perfect spot inside of you.

You moaned loudly and grabbed his hand, pressing it against your clit, begging for him to touch you. "Please, Han, please. Need it so bad. Love you so fucking much. You make me feel so fucking good." You said again.

Hanma smiled at you and rubbed your clit just how you liked it, watching as your eyes rolled back into your head. "Yeah, that's it, baby."

You started to tell your friend you had to get off of the phone now but he stopped you. "No. Stay on the phone. Want your dumbass friends to hear how fuckin' good I make you feel." He tipped his chin up, gesturing at you to tell the idiot you were talking on the phone to about how amazing he felt thrusting in and out of you.

"(Stupid friend's name) I - oh sh-shit - I'm getting the best dick of my life right now. Do you have any idea what the fuck that's like?" You moaned into the pillow next to your face on the bed. Hanma took another smoke from his pack and lit it, taking a long drag and blowing the smoke right at your face.

You inhaled defiantly and raised your hips to meet his. "Mm, so good. Right there, baby. Keep going."

"(Stupid friend's name), I can't even fucking talk right now. His dick feels so fucking good, and he's rubbing my clit with his fingers, and his other hand is all over me, and he's - nghh - fucking me so good. God, I'm gonna cum so hard." You cried out, reaching out to grab Hanma's cheek, pulling his face down towards yours for a kiss.

"You like this cock, baby? You like how it fucks you? Hm? Tell your little friend how much you love me." Hanma growled in your ear, biting your neck and making you cry out in pleasure.

"I love you so fucking much, Han. I don't know what I would do without you. You make me feel so fucking good. I want to be yours forever. I love you so fucking much."

Your friend couldn't believe what they were hearing. You were basically professing your love for Hanma while he fucked you, right there on the phone with them. They couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

Hanma smirked at you and took your phone out of your hand, pressing it against his ear. "Hey there, bitch. What's your name? Mm, well, I'm Shuji, of course. But you can call me never. I'm hangin' up now cuz my girl needs to give me her full attention. Stay tuned. Or don't. I really don't give a fuck what you do."

He hung up the phone, put out his cigarette in the ashtray on the nightstand and hooked his arms under yours and locked them around your back. He pulled you up against him, pressing your chests together as he fucked you hard and deep.

"That's it, princess. Let me hear you moan for me. Fuck, you sound so good." Hanma groaned, biting your neck again as you whimpered and writhed beneath him.

"Han, baby, please, can I cum? Please, let me cum for you. I love you so much," he laughed in your face at how needy you'd become over something as stupid as his cock. But he loved it. He couldn't deny that he loved it, a lot.

"Mm, since you asked so nicely, I suppose you can cum, princess." He said, smiling down at you as he fucked you faster and harder, hitting your clit just right as he pounded into you.

You cried out and came hard, clenching around him as your body shook and trembled with pleasure. "Fuck, Han. So fucking good. Thank you so much, baby."

Hanma moaned and thrust into you a few more times before pulling out and cumming all over your stomach and rubbing it around with the palm of his hand. He drew a little heart into the cum spread around on your pudgy belly.

"There. Love you too. It's written in the cum."

"Han?"

"What?"

"I think the phrase is 'It's written in the stars."

"No, 's not."

@katkusuo @kazutora-kurokawa @arlerts-angel @darkstarlight82 @viburnt @southside-otaku

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x you #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x y/n #tokrev x reader #tokyo rev smut #tokyo revengers smut #hanma shuji #shuji hanma #hanma smut #tokrev smut #tokyo rev x reader

[strangerthingsn]

Bruised

Part 6

summary: You live in your car or a hotel, you sell your body to men for money, but got accidentally pregnant by the only one Alan Munson(Eddies dad). He was in jail before, for the same thing he did to you. But lucky he has a son who cares and helps you out.

warnings: 18+ (all parts), fluff, touching, emotional moments.

Eddie and you are driving home from Jeffs to the trailer, Eddie promised you he’ll cook something nice and his uncle would come home around 4 cause after his night shift he visited his girlfriend.

“how he doing?” Eddies eyes are on the road.

“fine, still sleeping” you look down at your son in your arms with his little beanies on and his little tiny pyjamas.

“I’m nervous, I just know Wayne wouldn’t like that we kept it a secret” Eddie chuckles.

“I mean I would understand, I feel kinda bad I ruined the sleepover”

“that’s not your fault baby, he decided to come early” Eddie looks at the kid for a second.

“but still, next time you can have a sleepover without me” you smile.

“Well see babe, also… you can’t come to the gig tomorrow”

“sorry, I wish I could” you were pretty disappointed.

“it’s fine, not that I like… will fuck another girl” Eddie holds your hand.

“I know you wouldn’t” you kiss his hand.

—10 minutes later—

You were inside admiring your baby on the couch while Eddie get the box you get from Jeffs mom out of the car.

“Babe?” Eddie looks at you while walking in.

“mhm?” You look up.

“Where do you want the box?”

“just next to his crib” you smile.

“okay, come let’s give him a little bath” Eddie walks to his room. You nod and you look back down at Elias.

“you want a nice warm bath?” You kiss his head. “Let’s go” you get up again walking into the bathroom.

“okay it’s standing next to his crib” Eddie smiles.

“good” you undress Elias. “Don’t blame me but do you already need stuff for his hair… because, it’s curly and you use it too”

“no his hair looks fine, it’s still greasy and I think i should start doing it when he’s older.” Eddie fills the sink with warm water.

“you’re right” when the sick it pretty full you gently put him in the sink, he starts crying and Eddie looks at him.

“I don’t think he likes it” Eddie gets on his knees facing him. You put some water over his back gently and he slowly stops crying.

“I think he just wants to sleep” you chuckle looking up at yourself in the mirror. “Jesus I look horrible how could you let me walk around like this..”

“babe.. you literally pushed a baby like this out of a little hole and you think my friends will mind how you look?” Eddie looks up at you.

“I think I’m pretty lucky Elias is so tiny” you smiles washing him a bit more.

“he’s adorable” Eddie smiles.

“you gonna work tomorrow?”

“are you crazy?” Eddie looks at you.

“I might be” you joke.

“No ofcourse not baby” Eddie gets up again kissing your forehead and hugging you from behind.

“can I.?” Eddie smiles gently.

“sure” you nod. Eddie smiles still and takes him carefully.

“I’m gonna look for an outfit, yeah?” Eddie nods and continues washing Elias. You walk out looking through the clothes in Eddies/ your/ Elias closet. You pick out a dio shirt and pyjama pants, you decided to get warms socks for him also. When you walk back into the bathroom Eddie had the shower on. Elias lays on the counter while Eddie puts his diapers on.

“you gonna shower?” You look at Eddie.

“yeah i thought maybe you can join me? Maybe it helps if you feel fresh again? I can wash you” Eddie smiles gently.

“I can’t leave Elias alone”

“he’s already half asleep so i think you can just put him in the crib” Eddie shrugs.

“yeah i can try” he looks over at you and the clothes in your hand.

“should I put it on?” Eddie reaches for the clothes.

“yeah sure baby daddy” you smile giving it. He smiles back and you watch him dress Elias.

“you know it’s my kid and you don’t need to do this?” You take your shirt off.

“But I like doing it, I love Elias” Eddie looks at him. “Can I give him a kiss?”

“ofcourse” you nod. Why would he even ask that?

“my little buddy” Eddie gives Elias a tiny kiss.

“our little buddy” you smile and undress yourself after you get in the shower.

“wait” Eddie grabs a couple towels and lays it in the sink. “I’ll lay him in hire” Eddie lays him in the sink.

“that’s a pretty good idea, he can’t fall out right?”

“no, unless he suddenly gets up and walks” Eddie smiles taking his shirt off, but your son didn’t really like the way he don’t get attention anymore so he starts crying. “Oh noooo” Eddie picks him up. Elias stopped crying immediately.

“Eddie just let him cry, if you always do things his way he will gonna be annoying”

“But he’s sad” Eddie looks down. “Ah NO! Ouch”

“What?” You look at Eddie putting Elias back down.

“he pulled my nipple ring” Eddie old his hand on it. You couldn’t help but giggle.

“Watch out for the baby hands” you shake your head.

“Tell me about it, anyways he’s silent now.” Eddie takes his jeans off.

“is he asleep?”

“almost” Eddie takes off his boxers and gets in the shower with you. He immediately wraps his arms around you and pulls you in a hug. “I love you baby.”

“love you more” you hug back. You don’t know where that suddenly came from but he was in a mood.

“Your belly is a little smaller” Eddie rubs his hand over it.

“yeah, it’s pretty weird cause there is no baby in it anymore.”

“It really is” Eddie nods. “You did so great baby, I could never” Eddie kisses your head.

“giving birth?” You chuckle.

“Mhm, I would scream so hard” Eddie chuckles too.

“I was just a little away from that”You sit down on the ground but the water was still spilling over you. “Come sit”

“okay” Eddie sits down between your legs.

“turn around, wanna wash your hair” you smile.

“no no no, i wanna wash yours first”

“okay okay” you turn around and Eddie gets the shampoo. He makes sure your hair is wet and then massages the shampoo in your hair.

“feels good?”

“so good” you nod. Eddie smiles and rinses her out of your hair, then he used conditioner and while it is in your hair he massages your shoulders and back.

“Your skin is so soft” Eddie kisses your shoulders.

“you’re too good for me” you sigh.

“you’re too pretty for me” Eddie kisses your head.

“not true” you shake your head no.

“that’s so true baby.. you’re gorgeous” he hugs you from behind. You couldn’t hold back your tears anymore, this was probably the happiest time of your life, you could never wish for anything like this a couple months ago. “oh no no no” he turns your face to him.

“sorry” you wipe your tears away. “I-… my hormones still-… I guess”

“You are the prettiest woman I’ve ever seen, and you just gave birth to a gorgeous little baby, my stepson”

“Son. Your son Eddie” you sniff.

“can I call him that.?” Eddie wipes your tears away.

“yes” you nod. “If you’re okay with that”

“I’m more then okay with that” Eddie smiles and takes the conditioner out of your hair. “I think Wayne will be hire soon”

“You wanna wash your own hair?” You look at him.

“Yeah that’s fine” Eddie nods getting up. You stay on the ground washing your body.

“I love you” you look up at Eddie.

“I love you too” Eddie smiles.

—20 minutes later—

Elias was laying in his crib in the corner in Eddies room. You just finished feeding him and Eddie is playing guitar outside so he won’t keep him awake, its end February but not really cold anymore. You put on your clothes and did a bun in your hair.

“sleep well little boy” you give Elias a kiss on his head and you walk out turning off the lights. You made yourself some tea and after you got comfy on the couch, everything you did made you so tired.

“Wayne is hire, how you wanna tell him” Eddie says while walking in and putting his guitar and stuff down.

“I uh-..” you look at Eddie and then down.

“I can tell it for you.?” He smiles a little.

“If you want to..” you get up.

“yes let me get him” Eddie rushes to his room, in meanwhile Wayne already walks in.

“hello y/n” Wayne smiles friendly.

“hey” you smile nervously.

“You okay.?” Wayne asks a little worried “is the baby okay?”

“the baby in more then okay” Eddie smiles while walking towards Wayne with Elias in his arms.

“N..no” Wayne look at the baby in Eddie his arms. “Why didn’t you tell me” he takes the baby from Eddie and holds him carefully.

“Well, we were at that sleepover and it’s…. It’s complicated but y/n gave birth in Jeff’s bathroom” Eddie looks at you and gives a sigh you need to come.

“Are you both okay?” Wayne looks at you.

“I’m okay, just tired” you get up and walk over to them. “Elias has 10 fingers, 10 toes and is healthy”

“Elias.” Wayne looks down at him. “That’s good then, he got some looks from the Munsons side”

“I know right” you chuckle.

“he’s adorable, you can put him back so he can sleep, let me hold him when he wakes up” He gives Elias to you.

“okay” you kiss your sons forehead and you walk back into his room. “Sleep well lovely” your rub his little hand after putting him down.

“Wayne asks in you want pancakes for dinner?” Eddie walks in, you walk over to him and you wrap your arms around him and hide your face in his chest.

“pancakes are okay” you mumble. Eddie smiles and wraps his arms around you.

“pancakes it is, Wayne cooks is that okay?” He plays with your hair.

“I thought you wanted to cook” you look up at him.

“I mean, I can. Orrrr we can cuddle, your choice”

“cuddle.” You smile.

“Okay” Eddie kisses your nose. “Wayne, pancakes are okay” Eddie says loudly.

“alright!” Wayne answers.

“now you come hire” Eddie picks you up and throws you on the bed.

“Eddie! The bed will break” you looks mad.

“be silent your kid wants to sleep” Eddie sits down and puts his hand on your forehead and eyebrows. “Don’t like you when you’re mad, it’s terrifying”

“I’ve never been mad at you those 4 months” you chuckle.

“You were really mad at me yesterday” Eddie admits. “You told me to shut up and stuff like that”

“Eddie seriously, that doesn’t count… I was giving birth” you roll you eyes.

“don’t roll your eyes at me pretty” Eddies face gets closer to your ear and he whispers “or you get a belt against your ass”

“You won’t do that anyway” you lay down and you pull Eddie on you.

“I would but you’re just different then other girls” Eddie cuddles you.

“What’s different about me?”

“you’re the prettiest, nicest, you kinda have a trauma and been treated bad your whole life” he looks up at you.

“won’t mind a couple spanks on my ass” you grin.

“watch out with what you’re saying young lady” Eddie chuckles.

“I love you” you play with his hair.

“love you too princess”he kisses your cheek.

—4 hours later—

You had dinner and after you watched some tv, Wayne went to bed and Eddie fell asleep on the couch with Elias on his chest. You get up and take Elias off Eddie.

“n-no” Eddie mumbles half waking up.

“what’s wrong?” You whisper.

“Wanna cuddle with him” Eddie takes him back.

“Eddie do it on your bed then please” you point at his room.

“Fine” He gets up and walks over to his room. You grab some glasses from the table and empty chips bags and you clean it up. After you did you turn off the lights and you walk into Eddie’s room changing in something comfy and after you get in bed. You look next to you seeing two sleepyheads already asleep again.

“good night buddies” you both give them a kiss and you fall asleep soon after.

—four days after—

“Can I come right now?” Mary asks through the phone.

“uh.. yeah sure, Eddie is home also tho.”

“Maybe it’s more fun when Eddie is away…? Nothing against him but just the two-.. thee of us?” “yeah that’s kind off the whole point, I can’t separate Elias from Eddie anymore… he does his diaper all the time, he showers with him instead of me and he brings him everywhere with him” you sigh with a chuckle.

“damn, he takes father hood a little too serious” Mary laughs a bit. “I can bring my boyfriend too, he wanna meet Elias too, maybe Eddie and him can talk or something”

“Yeah you can bring Luke” you nod.

“Uhhh, two pm?”

“yeah sure” you look at the clock saying 12:32.

“see you babe”

“see youuu” you smile and Mary hangs up. You walk over to Eddie in the bathroom and you look at him doing his hair while Elias lays in the sink. “Did you guys shower together again?”

“yes” Eddie smiles.

“should I put him a outfit on?” You chuckle.

“I have a outfit hire already, I can put it on” Eddie looks at you.

“I can do it” you walk over to Elias and you pick him up. “Mary comes with Luke on 2 pm”

“okay” Eddie nods and does his hair in the mirror. “Hey- uh… do you think you can cut my hair a bit?”

“Yeah sure, I used to cut my own hair all the time” you smile while putting Elias his band shirt on. “Hold him, I’ll get the scissors”

“thanks” Eddie takes Elias and watches you walk out. “You have a pretty mom huh? Such a lucky boy” Eddie looks at himself and Wlias in the mirror. “Guess we do kinda look alike, but you look more like my brother” he smiles gently while placing a tiny kiss ontop of Elias his head.

“got them” you show the scissors.

“good” Eddie smiles.

“stay still” you grab a piece of his hair and you cut the dead ends, his hair was still wet so that was easy.

“not to much”

“don’t worry, I like your hair just as much as you do” you chuckle cutting another piece.

—1 hour later—

“Hey, come in” you welcome Luke and Mary inside.

“hey” Mary gives you a big hug and then walks in. “So where is he?” Mary smiles exited.

“Let me get him” you walk into Eddies room to grab the little one while Eddie was with Luke and Mary. You walk back but Eddie stops you by the kitchen.

“What do you wanna drink y/n?” Eddie smiles kissing yours and Elias his cheek.

“Tea” You smile back.

“hurry y/n” we wanna see him.

“Coming” you walks over you Mary and you lay him gently in her arms.

“o my lord, he is fucking adorable” Mary let him hold her finger. “I wanna take him home” she chuckles.

“he is really cute” Luke admits.

“Luke can we have a baby too?” Mary looks at Luke.

“not yet” he chuckles.

“you really need to think about it because your freedom is basically gone” you sit down on a chair.

“true, but is he healthy?”

“yes, everything is okay” you nod looking at them.

“and you?”

“mhm, just a weird feeling that you still have a pretty big belly but no baby in it”

“I can imagine” she looks at you. “Where you gave birth?”

“funny story… that was at Jeff his house at a sleepover”

“Did everyone see you giving birth?” She gasps.

“yeaah” you laugh a little.

“so everyone saw your pussy?”

“yes” you laughs little harder “but you don’t think about it at that moment”

“and how many weeks earlier is he?”Luke asks.

“about three” you smile, Eddie walks in with the drinks and some food and puts it on the table.

“that’s the reason he is so tiny” Mary smiles.

“makes him even more cute” Eddie interrupts.

“I heard you turn out to be a great dad” Mary looks at Eddie.

“am I?” Eddie looks at you.

“you’re a perfect dad” you chuckle looking back at him.

“I just really hoped I won’t look like my dad in the fatherhood part”

“Not at all” you pull Eddie on your lap.

“can I hold him?” Luke asks.

“Ofcourse” you nod. After your answer Mary gives him.

“switch” Eddie get up again, so you do the same and instead he was on your lap you’re on his now.

“he’s hasn’t much weight” Luke smiles admiring the baby.

“Yeah he could have a little more weight, but it’s okay for his length” Eddie tells. The rest of the day you spent talking with Mary and Luke, you ate dinner together and after they leave you cuddled with Eddie on his bed.

Sorry for the late post I had to finish it a little last minute 🤦🏻‍♀️

Tagglist: @bethexo07 @kellyxo1 @daisyridleyss @ilovetaquitosmmmm

#eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie x fem!reader #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x reader #mom!reader #dad!eddie munson

[no-psi-nan]

🥺🥺🥺 not 2 be sappy on main but omg I actually started off in Deviantart ages ago, that was the closest thing to social media for me until the tumblr migration lol. But I never really interacted with people on there, and even upon moving to tumblr, never really interacted with people here too often either. At first I had my main blog which was meant to be more professional since I was selling art to get a little college income, so I didn't really make too many irrelevant posts. Then I decided that I wanted to be able to reblog art and support other artists, so I made a side blog where I carefully curated and tagged the posts I reblogged. I made a few original posts but no one ever interacted, and eventually I realized that people only ever sent me asks there if I tagged anything wrong. Also I found out that adding stuff like series and character tags to a reblog on tumblr is basically useless because the op will pretty much always tag those things which makes it searchable on your own blog even if you don't tag it yourself. And if op DIDN'T tag it those things, your tags will make the post searchable on your blog but NOT in the general search, so it doesn't give op any more of a boost than just reblogging it tagless. So I made another sideblog, which I still have today, and I just rapidfire reblog literally anything I find shareworthy lol. Not any interaction there but at least I'm not wasting my time meticulously tagging strangers posts hsfjdlshfks. Since I was best friends with a big name fan in my main fandom (we became friends when I left a long emotional comment on their fanfic btw <3), I helped run some small fandom events and met more people as well. When I switched fandoms, it was a fandom event that gave me a new friend too, my posts never got any traction. Large fandom discords didn't really work for me either. But on this blog I was lucky, and for the first time people started like actually responding to my comments and posts, and get conversations going! And genuinely that's what's kept my brain rot so powerful I think, because bouncing ideas off each other and joking around and shitposting is genuinely the most fun I've ever had online!! I have to thank desta and oatmeal for the fun times especially, and hillbilly---man left really nice comments on my first few fics that really encouraged me, and I always have fun trading ideas with alienn, saikikthoughts, and crookedlyinnernightmare, plus everyone else who's on here, that's too many people to type out. AND I TYPED UP A BUNCH MORE STUFF BUT TUMBLR FUCKING DELETED IT!! Are you shitting me.... Well I think I remember saying that even if it's been getting kinda quiet and boring lately so my attention is starting to wander (I've pretty much posted all of the meta that's not deep fanfic hc at this point and my drawings take me a long time to make), I'll never delete this blog and I'll still be putzing around online until the day I die probably. And I'll always remember these days fondly and hope to find another great community like this one. And also I highly encourage everyone to post, reply, interact, and play with fellow fans! I've made lifelong friendships over blorbos and even if we don't have the same blorbos any more, we're still friends. Obviously stay safe online, never send money to strangers, probably wait like a year to start shipping each other stuff but still, reach out because you never know who you might meet! I've been lonely irl for most of my life for various reasons, and my online friends have been a lifeline honestly, they're all really important to me. Two of my best friends today come from fanfic comment sections!! Also I need to get around to archiving my meta on AO3 lol (yup, it's for meta too!) but that's gonna be a lot of work so -_-U).

#notes to nopsi #🥺thank u for making an old blogger like me emotional at 7 am #even if tumblr fucking pissed me off by deleting half the post #Also I appreciate the 'hate' anons because even though it must have been super embarrassing for them #it was fun to do some more analysis on a topic I usually don't think about <3

[justasmallbloginabigklainefandom]

So, Dan Howell, huh?

I went to the matinee performance of We’re All Doomed in Amsterdam with my friend Sammy. Originally, Sammy and I bought the cheapest balcony seats but the matinee didn’t sell as well as the evening show (which was fully sold out), so they closed the balcony completely and they moved us to row 8 from the stage, which was insane. We got an e-mail with the information, but on the day itself I led Sammy to our seats and I was shook when we passed so many other people. Later on we found out that we paid almost half the price from someone who’s on row 20. Woah.

Sammy and I went into this show with ZERO knowledge, entirely spoiler free. If you want that as well for your show, then stop reading here!

Some highlights, in no particular order:

When Dan appeared on stage with the elevator in the staircase, the person next to me said “wow, so boyband”

“Ik ben Dan!”

THE ENTIRE OPENING SONG I DID NOT SEE IT COMING.

He told us he invested our ticket sales into the lightning, but he also said he is losing money so “please buy a t-shirt” (I did not. I did not buy any merch.)

BUT I DID HAVE SOME “““MERCH”““ FRON ANNE @justgleekout WHO I MET THERE AND SHE HAS AMAZING BUTTONS AND CARDS AND IT WAS VERY NICE TO SEE HER AND SHE ALSO RECOGNISED SUNSHUNES’S ART CAUSE YES I HAVE A KLAINE BUTTON ON MY BAG.

Honestly the entire tech element was banging, although the sound was very high volume, but I loved the screen and the lights.

I have been told by @dnptheinfinity that this was probably scripted but the entire monologue that ended with Dan saying “I wanted to suck [Harry Style’s] cock” took me out because of the delivery of that line.

Dan, as any foreigner, kept mispronouncing stroopwafel to, idk, stroepwafful.

Not gonna lie, Dan, there was a missed opportunity. He talked about how orange made his stuff look like the pornhub logo and that Grindr should’ve sponsored it, and I was like “dude, you could’ve made such a good joke about how orange is the Dutch national colour”

Speaking of stroepwaffuls, he sort of kissed Ben during the bubbles (or bubbels, in Dutch, cause the box said bubbels) segment cause Ben arrived with a stroepwafful in his mouth and Dan took it from his mouth with his own. Then after he munched on his stroepwafful he mentioned that that was probably a HR violation. Not sure if it’s scripted, since Dan looked genuinely surprised when Ben came on stage with the cookie but @ evening people (hi Anne!) did this happen again?

Other Dutch stuff: Harry Styles (”ha suck it Taylor Swift fans, y’all weren’t swift enough”) and Dutch member of parliament Jesse Klaver have an affair where they suck on each other’s breasts and they have two kids: cactus and aubergine.

Other Dutch madlib: Phil is a cult member, operating from the HEMA basement. The tech person misspelled it as Hayma though.

One audience member yelled “dildo” when Dan asks what to buy in the HEMA. It didn’t end up being the madlib, but this was the awkward moment where I told Sammy that HEMA did recently partner with EasyToys, which is wild.

The audience was fun. Shout out to the person who without hesitation said they’d fuck Doug Bury Pillboy, whuch took Dan out.

Someone also yelled “furry” almost at the beginning of the show, after Dan first talks about Tony the Tiger and he was so taken aback by it and he started laughing. There were many moments where he’d just laugh, like when someone cheered for the polyamorous lesbian future!

When he took off his top and everyone cheered he yelled “I thought you were all lesbians? Bisexuals? Bisexuality isn’t real!”

The best audience moment is during the bubbles when he said “I am going to blow-” and the audience started cheering after “blow” so he couldn’t finish his sentence because of the cheers but also because he laughed for a solid 15 seconds when he realised that it is an unintentional blowjob joke.

OKAY another good one is when he asked whether he should be send to hell or heaven, aka fire or freedom, someone yelled “DAN IS NOT ON FIRE” and oh man, his face.

“I am unapologetically gay, maybe you’ve picked up on that during the show-” “ME TOO!” “Oh, hey, you too!”

There was also this older grandpa a few rows in front of me, but he genuinely seemed to enjoy it. He kept laughing at all the gay sex jokes.

There were so many gay sex jokes.

“I also feel safe when I am inside a bear.” bro

“It’s right. I am a cocksucker. Sorry, it’s rude to talk with my mouth full.”

He used the elevator for the beginning and the end of act 1, but for act two he just walked on stage with a chair and jumpscared the audience by saying “hi”, cause we were still in intermission. “Sit the fuck down. Thank you.” Lights went out. Show was back!

By the way, Sammy and I did not know there was going to be an interval. We were extremely unprepared. We thought the show would be, like, an hour or so, so at the act 1 end we thought “huh, this is a bold way to end a show”.

THE MASS BOOING WHEN DAN PUT J/K ROWLING ON SCREEN DURING THE JUDGING

Dan said he was reliving his Legally Blonde fantasy during that segment.

All the game segments were really fun.

And of course, the deep shit. I knew there was a deep shit segment, because Anthony Padilla said so in his interview (which is why the act 1 ending confused me so much). When he showed the emoji calendar so many people were shocked and saddened and one person loudly yelled “Jeezus!” and someone else shouted “Do you want a hug?”

Not gonna lie, when he said something among the lines of “Yes, death is inevitable, but you have to live first” I was like... dude.... DUDE... woah. He said a lot of good shit there in that segment, but that one stuck with me.

I didn’t know the show would end with a clipshow of happy moments and it was so fitting with Dan climbing up the stairs to get a better look at it 10/10 staging, Danny boi.

SOMEONE BROUGHT HIM TULIPS FOR THE FINAL BOW.

#also under cut in case i remember more #dan howell #lb 2023 #i was going to do a Proper Review in my sort of abandoned rec this thing series but alas

[ifhymona]

٭* Not Too Late *٭

Chapter 5 | chino moreno x reader

chapter 4 ~ chapter 6 | AO3

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y/n’s pov:

being back with the band felt great. it was even better this time now that there was no more grudges. i think my new favorite thing to do is hang out with them.

they’ve been really good in practice lately. abe really is the coolest drummer i’ve ever seen. i find myself always focusing on his drums. stephen and chi’s riffs compliment each other very well. and chino’s voice is nothing like anything i’ve heard before. i honestly think if one of them were gone, doesn’t matter who, the band would be incomplete.

a new venue bar named the whiskey junction had just opened up in sacramento and it’s been hot recently. a lot of popular local bands have been playing there lately. i’ve been working my ass off to get this gig because i think they deserved it. i was excited to tell them the big news.

i walked into the garage when they were practicing one of their songs. i sat there on the couch and listened to them. i always enjoyed listening to all of their new stuff. i felt special to be their audience for every song.

right when they finished their song, i jumped up. “you guys will never believe what i was able to pull off!”

“oh yeah? what’d you do?” abe asked curiously.

“i was able to get you guys a gig at the whiskey junction, the new bar in town!”

“no way!!” they all cheered.

“how were you even able to book us, y/n?” chi gave me hug.

“well after a lot of convincing, you can get anything.” i joked.

chino asked “when is it?”

“it’s three weeks from now. they even have a merch table we could use! you guys could sell t-shirts and some cds!”

“oh shit. we have a lot of work to do then.” chino stressed.

“don’t worry you guys. as your assistant, i’ll take care of the merch table. all you guys need to focus on is making sure you sound perfect!”

“i mean, are you sure y/n? we can help we don’t mind.” stephen asked.

“trust me, i got it.” i said excitedly.

“well if that’s the case, i’m taking us out tonight.” chi offered.

~

chi ended up taking us to this place called hot shots. it was a bar with pool tables and an arcade. i had loads of fun with them. stephen kept beating all of us though. i don’t understand how he’s so good at pool.

i’ve missed having a friend group. high school wasn’t the best. last i recall i had a real friend group was in middle school.

we left hot shots at around 10:30. chino dropped everyone else off first.

“i wanna take you somewhere.” chino told me.

“me? what are you gonna kidnap me?” i teased.

“what? no of course not.” he chuckled nervously. “i just-“ he collected himself. “i just thought you know we haven’t really hung out in a while. i mean we have but i meant just the two of us. like old times.” he shrugged.

“well, where would you like to take me?” i smiled.

“just you wait.” he smiled back.

~

“no way!” i ran towards the park he took me to. “i can’t believe you remember this place!”

“how could i forget? this is where we would always go when we wanted to sneak out together.” he sat down on his swing. i sat on mine.

there was an awkward tension. i guess it’s just been so long since it’s been the two of us like this. “so, what did you wanna talk about?” i asked hoping it would clear some of the awkwardness in the air.

“do you remember that one time in mr.fredrick’s PE class-“ he giggled in between his sentence. “when we were playing pickleball and i said watch this and hit the pickleball towards mr. fredrick’s bald head?” he started busting up laughing.

i joined him. “yes! then it hit is head so hard it bounced off his head and his glasses fell off!” we both were dying of laughter at this point.

when it quiet down, we both sat there just smiling thinking about the whole situation. chino spoke, changing the topic.

“so, what did you do after high school?”

i knew this question would come. i was kind of embarrassed. “promise you won’t laugh?”

he nodded. “my parents wanted me to go to college but i decided i wanted to take a gap year first. then when i actually did enroll, the more time i spent there, the more i realized college just wasn’t for me. that it was more so my parents dream for me. the thing about me is, i can’t do anything for anyone else besides myself, even my parents. so i ended up dropping out.” i sighed.

“well i mean what’s there to be embarrassed about? i didn’t go to college at all.” he chuckled.

i frowned. “i don’t regret it, i just-“ i paused for a moment. “i’m just scared of being a nobody.” it went silent.

“look y/n, i know that a lot of people have made you feel like a nobody, me included, but i want you to know that people’s words don’t define who you are, your actions do. i was stupid to tell you those nasty things that day, let alone think about it. i took you for granted and today you proved everybody wrong. you did the band a real huge favor and i’ve never been more grateful ever.”

i wanted to cry so bad. i wiped my watery eyes and nervously laughed. “can i hug you?”

“do you even need to ask?” he stood up and offered his hand out to me. when i grabbed his hand, he pulled me into his chest and wrapped his arms around me. he held me as i let out a few tears onto his shirt. he rested his head on mine and we embraced each other. it felt like an eternity holding him. i wish it was an eternity.

i pulled back. “thank you so much chino. i’ve been needing that.”

“anytime y/n.” we sat back down.

“enough about me. what did you do after graduation?”

“summer after graduation was when we started the band. one day we randomly found out stephen knew how to play guitar so we all just randomly decided to start the deftones. i didn’t expect we would take the deftones very seriously and pursue this band as our career but i mean we did.” he chuckled.

“luckily stephen’s uncle had this mechanics garage that was owned by him but he never used it. so he let us takeover on it since he knew we needed a place to practice without disturbing anyone. we worked our asses off to try and establish our sound and who we wanted to be. then we got signed with our record label, maverick and dropped adrenaline. adrenaline was selling pretty well so we started doing lots of more shows. soon we couldn’t handle everything by ourselves since we’re not the most tedious people and boom you got hired as our assistant.”

“i honestly would’ve never thought you would become famous. not that i’m saying i never believed you couldn’t do it but you know what i mean. it’s cool seeing my best friend do good for themselves. at least one of us will make it out of sacramento.”

“pshh what are you talking about? i’m taking you with me.”

i blushed. “you guys will need to get a professional assistant sooner or later. i thought i was only a temporary assistant.”

“are you crazy? you’re the best assistant anyone can ask for. i’d rather have my best friend as an assistant than some weird professional robot who follows my orders. i ain’t no dictator.” he joked making me giggle.

he stared at me for a moment. “wait here.” he got up and ran to his car. he shuffled around in his trunk. his face lit up when he found what he was looking for. it was a blur for a moment until i was able to make out what it was. a polaroid camera.

“what’s that for?” i asked as he was walking back up the the swing. i scrunched my face at him.

“let me take your picture.” he smiled.

i rose my eyebrow. he knew how i felt about having my picture taken. “i don’t know, chino.” i shrugged.

“cmon, y/n, don’t be like that. just this once.” he clasped his hands together and pouted. “please? for me?” damn chino and his irresistible charm.

i smirked and rolled my eyes. “okay fine. but just this once.”

he grinned and got the camera ready. “smile!” i grinned back at him into the camera. the flash blinded me making me squint.

when the photo appeared, i looked at it in disgust. “burn it.”

“oh har har very funny y/n.” he rolled his eyes.

“i’m just saying!” i rose my hands up in defense. “look at how stupid i look!” i said pointing at my face.

“well i happen to like how you look in this photo.” chino chuckled.

i never wanted this night to end. and i think he didn’t want it to end either. we talked and talked and talked. i think we could’ve stayed talking but we started getting tired and i didn’t want chino to be super sleepy since he had to drop me off still.

~

we pulled up to the front of my house. it was 1:30.

“so, we’re here.”

i sighed. “yeah.” we sat there in silence for a moment. i didn’t wanna go.

“thanks for agreeing to come out with me tonight. i had a lot of fun.” he smiled.

“me too chino.” i kissed his cheek before i got out of the car. i smiled and waved bye to him. he waited till i got inside to drive off.

a/n: new chap will be out next week ! lots of love <3

#deftones #chino moreno #chino moreno x reader #chino x reader #chi cheng #stephen carpenter #abe cunningham #reader insert #fem!reader #afab reader #nu metal #bands #mall goth #goth #emo #metalhead #alternative #grunge #1990s #1990s nu metal #90s aesthetic #music

[dinosaursatemymom]

St characters ranked by me

even though nobody asked

Lucas Sinclair

Max Mayfield

Erica Sinclair

El/Jane Hopper

Steve Harrington

Will Byers

Robin Buckley

Joyce Byers

Jonathon Byers

Hopper

Murray

Mike wheeler

Dustin Henderson

Argyle

Nancy Wheeler

The entire town of Hawkins

Eddie Munson

Vecna/Henry/001

Billy Hargrove

1- do I even need to explain myself? Lucas solos, end of story, but in all seriousness this guy is just such a good person, whenever he screws up he always takes accountability and apologizes. Lucas is a green flag and good character.

2- Max is a good character, and I wish that her depression has been explored more. I think most of her sarcasm is a defense mechanism and closing off as a trauma response, which I relate to a lot as closing off is also my defense mechanism.

3-Erica is a great character, she's funny, shes nice when she needs to be and it's clear she really does care about her brother. She's wayy too young to be dealing with all the upside down stuff though.

4- El is great, and I would love to see her again her independence and more of a sense of self.

5- Steve is a good guy, he makes mistakes(like a lot) but he tries to make up for them(cleaning off the spray paint, and helping with the camera for example) I definitely think that his whole thing with Nancy this season was weird, but tbh I think the duffers just don't know what to do with him anymore. Cause he was supposed to die, like more than once. All in all I like him as a character.

6- Will is a good character I just think he needs to stop being sidelined so much, which has already been proven to come to fruition in s5.

7- Robin is also a good character who needs more screentime. I would like to see more of who she is separated from Steve.

8- Joyce is good mom, she loves her kids and really tries to help them.

9- Jonathon was a bitch for most of s1, which can be written of as trauma response. He's a great big brother. I would love to see him owning up to his mistakes better, and being honest with nancy. I'll say that the whole taking pictures thing was creepy and he should've apologized to more than just Nancy.

10- I like him, although he makes mistakes, as we all do, but he doesn't really own up to all of them. And in certain moments he was an asshole, but all in all I like him for the most part.

11- Murray is Murray. He's the chaotic neutral. He's not a matchmaker, he's just sick of everyone's bullshit.

12- I have a lot to say about Mike, but as of right now this is where he stays. Because unless he gets confirmed get with IH he's just a little shit.

13- Dustin is funny and nice, but he's also a cocky little asshole a lot of the time. He is the exact type of person I would be friends with in real life though. 😅

14- I like argyle, but he is definitely not fleshed out enough. I need him fleshed out more in the next season.

15- I don't like her very much, shes kinda just a rich entitled white girl. She strung Steve along in s2, she told Jonathon he was pulling the Oliver twist routine and barely apologized. She got all smug when Jonathan apologized. She can't take accountability for her actions well, and that just ticks me off.

16- I don't know much about them but yk.

17- I don't like eddie. I don't get why people like Eddie, he's a greasy twenty year old who basically bullies high schoolers for not being freaks enough. He also sells drugs to minors as a twenty year old. He was kinda at fault for the whole basketball dnd game thing, he acts like having any other interests is wrong and tbh he just feels like the semi-attractive white guy to ship with other semi-attractive white guy. I was sorta indifferent to him at first but then the fandom kept adding him into everything where he absolutely did not need to be. Like, no, he's not gonna come back to life and mentor Will who's gonna come out to him.

18- do I need to explain this? Really? He's evil

19- racist, sexist, greasy, abuser, likely homophobic. Just a shit person let's be real.

Okay that's it this is all my opinion though, please don't hate.

#anti billy hargrove #anti billy stans #anti nancy wheeler #anti eddie munson #lucas sinclair #lucas sinclair supremacy #stranger things #Sinclair supremacy

[toadallybpd]

update: my best friend and i are talking thru everything and im pretty certain i was drugged at the bar on friday ? when me and my bestie were out i saw my friend i met at the bar like 4 months ago 🫣 ive always had a HUGE crush on her but she was always with a man. she was not with a man this time and was into me too. she kept buying me and my bestie drinks but i was so focused on her and making out with her and stuff that i definitely was not watching my drinks. i'm convinced someone did something to my drink because i suddenly blacked out (coming from someone who regularly drinks and knows their limits and NEVER acts like this) and had such a bad freakout but literally don't remember more than bits and pieces from the past 3 days and it was just so bad but me and my bestie are talking thru everything and i think it'll all be alright. im just very scared especially bc arizona is known for a lot of traff!cking and it's common here for someone to slip u something when u aren't paying attention. my best friend and i have been approached by several pimps when we are drunk asking us to be under their wing and sell ourselves for them it's disgusting fr. i have not felt ok this entire weekend. i've had food poisoning like symptoms while also being STILL mostly blacked out and sleeping and very very emotional. i'm so glad to have such a supportive best friend. she literally just wanted me to hold myself accountable for my behavior that upset her which is so reasonable and understandable bc i did hurt her like ??? and i did do that once i was more stable so it'll be ok. i just wasn't rational enough to understand. in conclusion im yapping but everything is gonna be ok 💖

#vent #bpd vent #bpd #borderline personality disorder #bpd things

[countrymusiclover]

24 - Pumpkins and Costumes

Part 25

The Texas Tire Family

Tags just ask - @supernaturalgirl31 @bvbwestfall @bubble-blu @patriciaplictisita @liesanddreams @bethanymccauley

Pushing the stroller through the grocery store I had our kids with us shopping for their Halloween costumes while Georgie was holding down the store. Going down the isle of costumes Montana was sitting inside the cart with the girls walking beside me. Evelyn rushed forward spotting a star wars costume of Princess Leia. She tugged on the bottom of the package since she wasn't tall enough. "Mommy, can I get this one?"

"Sure. I'll have to find you a headband that has her hairstyle though." Tossing the package in the cart we kept moving forward.

Aurora scanned the pictures until she found one that looked like a female version of Indiana Jones. "Mom, look at this. I want this one."

"Alright. What is it, Montana?" He was tugging on my shirt a little harshly trying to get my attention.

Shifting my gaze forward I saw his tiny fingers were grabbing a hold of a batman package. "Bat…bat."

"Oh I get it." I nodded grabbing both costumes until something came to my mind making me chuckle at my son and my youngest daughter. "You know you're uncle Sheldon won't like it that Leia and Batman are friends. Since they're from two different franchises…but don't worry we're still getting them."

Walking up to the woman at the cash register she eyed me and my three kids clearly remembering who I was. And I remembered who her parents were too. Her mom helped George Sr when Missy had her first period and now I was interacting with her teenage daughter. "My mom knew you. You’re the girl who had a kid before she was married. You slept with that Cooper boy. Not the smart one, but his brother."

"Can I just check out please." I changed the subject, putting my items on the table for her. "Are you excited for Halloween tomorrow?"

The girl nodded seeing the kids costumes they'd picked out. "Yes I am. Oh and you’re kids are adorable…"

I could she wanted to say more than that but I handed her the money and grabbed our stuff quickly before she could say more. "Happy…Halloween." Montana called out to her as I held him in one arm, carrying the bag in my other.

"Bye." Evelyn waved to the cashier woman with Aurora following behind her.

Putting the bag in the truck and Montana in his carseat in the back with Evelyn I got in the driver's seat. Aurora got in the front with me looking over at me where I was almost crying. "Mom, are you gonna cry?"

"Uh…no. I'm fine." I sniffed some tears back using my jacket sleeve to stop them. But my other hand gripped the steering wheel knowing that this still shouldn't affect how people in this town saw us. Turning the engine of the car on I started driving home not saying anything until we got back. "Mommy is totally fine. I just remember that woman's mother is all. Now let’s go carve pumpkins."

The girls went around and covered the kitchen table with newspapers. I had their costumes hanging in the laundry room. Montana was in his highchair eating some Mac and cheese so I could help the girls with their pumpkins. The front door opened when I cut off the top of one of them, seeing Georgie. "Hey honey, how was the store today?"

"Pretty good. I managed to sell almost 100 tires in an hour." He shrugged off his leather jacket hanging it on the hook by the door.

He walks over the second I sat the knife down on the table and he spun me around so that he could kiss me which caused Eve and Montana tp make disused noises. Breaking the kiss I put a hand on my hip so they knew I was serious. "Be nice or daddy and I won't help you carve pumpkins."

After the kids ate their lunch we got straight to work. Georgie started pulling out some of the seeds and then let the kids each do it on their own. "This is so gross.." Aurora said pulling out a huge handful and putting it on the newspaper.

"Rora, Rora think fast." Evelyn suddenly launched a handful of pumpkins skin and seeds at her sister’s face.

It got all over her face and even in her hair where she grumbled going into the bathroom. "Seriously Eve. Act your age."

"I'm this many." Montana held up two fingers showing me and Georgie.

Georgie held down his hand to his son's level giving him a high five. "That's my little man."

"Eve, I told you don’t make too much of a mess or no TV before bed tonight." Sending a raised brow to my daughter she looked at the ground sadly.

"Sorry Mommy." She apologized.

Kissing her forehead I heard my phone going off in the other room. Moving to grab it I could see that it was a video call coming in from Penny. Clinking the answer button I waved. "Hi Penny, what's up girl?"

"Leonard and I decided to have a Halloween party and you guys haven't seen the baby yet. So why don't you come up for the weekend?" She suggested it to me.

Georgie and Evelyn were laughing when I looked in their direction seeing that the pair were throwing some pumpkin guts at Montana but weren't making as much of a mess as earlier with Aurora. Turning my attention back to the blonde I responded. "That sounds great, Penny. We should be able to make the trip. I'll let you know if something changes. I'll talk to you later." Hanging up the phone and laying it on the table going back over to the trio.

"Hey honey, what was Penny calling about?" Georgie asked, walking over to me putting a hand on my hip tugging me close to his chest, sending me a smile.

Draping my arms around his neck I grinned up to my husband leaving up on my toes to give him a kiss. "She wants us to come up to California for a Halloween party where they are having to meet their baby, Wyatt."

"I think that's doable, darling." He responded by kissing the crown of my head.

Aurora came back from the bathroom finally wiping off the mess that her sister had covered her in. "Eve, no more pumpkin launching at me. I'll do marshmallow fights but not with pumpkins."

"Okay…sissy." Eve responded simply.

Montana reached inside the pumpkin on his own baby one that we had bought him. "Here we go, little man." Georgie came back over taking the knife carving a smile into his pumpkin.

"Can I have fangs on mine, dad. That would be school." Aurora questions her father sitting back down on the kitchen barstool by her pumpkin watching him carve.

Her father nodded in agreement finishing the carving. "There's some rocking fangs, Rora. Eve, what do you want?"

"One with rounded eyes and mouth." She clapped her hands together.

It was a few hours before sunset before we could put out the pumpkins. The kids were heading to bed by the time I had cleaned the kitchen and threw away the newspapers covered in pumpkins guts. Georgie was sitting on the couch in front of the TV tuning into a football game. "How was your day, Y/n?" He lifted his right arm allowing me to snuggle up against him once I laid down.

"Pretty good. Hopefully since Halloween is on a Friday the kids will go to bed for most of Saturday to give us time to rest." I sighed in relief meeting his soft brown eyes running one hand through his curls, seeing him send me a soft expression. "But I did feel off when the teenage girl working at the gas station recognized me. I remember her mom from when Missy had her first lady mouth."

"I bet that would be weird. Like seeing my mom at the Tire store or at the laundromat we used to work at." Georgie got lost in thought. "That would be super odd if I saw any of our kids working where we used to work."

Laying my head back down on his chest I intertwined my freehand with his. "Even though it's hard living in a small town where everyone knows everyone, I do enjoy it here. And I know the kids do too. What about you, Georgie?"

"I wouldn't change anything cause I get you and our beautiful babies." He tucked some loose hair behind my ear watching my eyes begin to fall closed from the lack of sleep. He felt my body falling against him where he slowly got to his feet picking me up bridal style, carrying me to our bedroom. He crawled in the bed beside me mumbling when I peaked my eyes open slightly. "I love you so much, Y/n Cooper."

"I love you too, Georgie." Squeezing his hand in mine I buried my face against his chest when he wrapped his arms around my waist letting me fall asleep in his arms.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

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[lenaswritingandstuff]

Losing Game [Antoine Griezmann x fem!OC] (Chap. IV)

Requested: No​

Pairing: Antoine Griezmann x OC!Gabrielle Darian; more to be added.

Warnings: English is not my first language!

Wordcount: 2.8K+

A/N: Thank you for reading! GIF IS NOT MINE. Enjoy!

Previous chapter

“I’m so tired,” Louisa sighed weakly. “You?”

“A bit,” I answered.

“You nailed it, girl. Really. Forget about what your mother said, I only heard positive stuff about the gala.”

We entered in the living room, and sat in front of the TV for five minutes.

“Plus,” she teased, “you even got yourself an admirer.”

“Who?”

“Emilien. You know, the guy with blond hair. I asked our friend Google, his last name is Beaufort and he plays in Italy.”

“We barely talked,” I retorted.

“Touché. But trust me, girl, he couldn’t stop looking at you for the whole night!”

“Good for him.”

“You’re harsh, he’s actually good looking. Or maybe you prefer Mbappe?”

“He’s very kind,” I admitted, putting my hair down and raising my shoulders.

“Griezmann, then?”

“What?”

I turned to her. Did she see us talking? Did she see him put his face closer to mine?

“Well, I saw you talking to him,” she reminded me. “Right after that, I was talking to Varane when Lloris arrived and asked where Griezmann was.”

“He’s very nice,” I answered innocently. “Like the others.”

“Oh yes, Lloris and Varane were very nice. Kante too, a real sweetheart.”

“Good, ‘cause Kylian invited us to the match tomorrow. And I said yes.”

She gave me a confused look. Oh God, don’t tell me she doesn’t want to go?”

“I thought you would accept, since…Crap, was it wrong of me?!”

I barely finished talking that she jumps towards me and shakes my arm.

“Yeeees!! I can’t wait, oh my God! Oh geez, we’re gonna need jerseys! Whose jersey will you choose?”

*-*

The morning after, some kind of messenger comes knock at our door to give us the tickets for the match, plus two bouquets of flowers and a pretty little blue cloth bag with two yellow bracelets inside. Louisa’s bouquet doesn’t have a note, but mine has, with a message from Kylian.

“Promises are made to be kept 😊

I hope you’ll have a good time at the Stadium.

Maybe we can grab a coffee some time?

See you tonight,

K.

PS: If you don’t mind coming in the locker-room after the match, the guys would like to meet you.”

“Ooooh,” Louisa said after reading the note behind my shoulder. “He’s so into you!”

“Stop it,” I said putting down the note. “He’s just being polite.”

Louisa and I both were free this morning and she thought of it at the opportunity to bring me to “urgent” shopping. Thank God, we quickly find a sport shop that sells the Bleus’ jerseys. Louisa, incapable of making a choice, takes a jersey that doesn’t have a name or number on it, and I’m about to do the same when I see Antoine’s jersey. Without hesitation, I take one and we go to the till. After one hour and a half of shopping, we finally head home. After lunch, I go to work and work on last night’s gala. I’m home at 6 pm, and Louisa is waiting for me excitedly. After studying, we have a quick diner, we prepare ourselves, put our jerseys on, and it’s already time to go. Louisa talks makes her prognostics for the whole ride, and her good mood is just contagious. We arrive at the stadium, where people are already coming in. We walk to our seats, and we see that we have a great view. People arrive around us, and we patiently wait for the game while talking joyfully – we you can call me repeating “I’m telling you he’s just being polite!” and Louisa, stubborn as hell, insisting “I’m telling you he’s into you!” a discussion. The game finally begins, and the two teams comes in. I sing the national anthem with all the supporters, and the match officially begins.

After a few minutes, N’Golo Kanté shoots but the Italian goalkeeper stops it with a jump on the left. Barely a few minutes later, Benjamin Pavard raises the ball, which find Kylian, standing on the very left of the Italian goal. He shoots but the ball arrives in the keeper’s legs, who jumped on the ground. But the ball slips through his fingers, and Samuel Umtiti takes his chance: he shoots and finds the soccer goal. The French supporters scream of joy, and Louisa and I join them in their celebration, jumping and screaming with them. Later on, an Italian player makes on fool on Lucas Hernandez, which outrages the supporters of the Bleus. The player raises his hands, yells that he’s innocent, but the referee is not stupid and decide on a penalty for us. We see the French team consult each other, and Emilien, who I first recognize from his blond hair, seems more that determined to shoot it, and even walks to Didier Deschamps. But it’s eventually Antoine that takes the responsibility. Everything stands silent for a few seconds, then Antoine aims at the goal’s right, and even if the keeper jumps in the right direction he cannot stop it. French supporters rise with joy again, French flags are being waved, and Louisa and I hug each other. Jeez, I think I just found myself a new passion. Less than twenty minutes later, Griezmann does it again, scoring with an assist from Ousmane Dembélé. A few minutes later, the Italian team get a free kick, thankfully our keeper and captain stops it. But Italian captain Bonucci, without any hesitation, shoots out of a sudden and scores.

“Shit,” I say loudly.

Everyone around us is just upset as we are. Later, the referee uses his whistle: it’s half-time. Louisa leaves to get a snack, swearing she’ll be on a diet tomorrow, and comes back right on time for the referee to start the second half. A few minutes later, the Italian come close to score, but thank God Hugo Lloris stops it. He gives the ball to his teammates, and Ousmane finds it. He starts running like crazy, and the fans scream to cheer on him. He arrives to the Italian goal, and when a player from the other team come to take the ball, Ousmane fakes shooting the ball in the center but takes the ball back and shoots. The ball hits the cross-bar, and a disappointed whisper is heard among the Bleus’ fans. But suddenly, Emilien tackles an Italian player, starts running and shoots. This is it! The stadium makes its joy heard and Emilien celebrates for an entire minute. And I thought he was the calm kind…Later, Ousmane tries two time, and Florian tries once, but nothing works. The final whistle is heard and I clap with the other supporters.

“We need to go to the next matches!” I tell Louisa, raising from my seat. “Even if we must go to Siberia!”

She laughs and nods.

“Come, we’ll go see them.”

“We’re allowed to?” she asked, not entirely convinced.

“I don’t know, but Kylian said the team wanted to meet us.”

“I can’t wait to see his face when he’ll see you wearing a Griezmann shirt,” she smirks.

We get down the stairs, and walk towards a bald man who seems to part of the staff. I prepare myself to plead my case but he’s quicker than me, looking at the yellow bracelets that Kylian send us we on our wrists.

“Miss Darian and Miss Honorin, right?”

“Yes,” my best friend answers.

“Follow me, please.”

We follow him on the pitch and then in a corridor. Suddenly, Louisa stops to go to the bathroom.

“I must ask you to wait them, they’ll be here soon. This is for you,” he hands me a badge.

“Thank you.”

I take the “Visitor” badge and wear it like a necklace. He bids me good night and leaves. Now alone, I feel like I must stretch my legs, and starts walking around the room. I’ve walked six times past the “Staff” door when I hear a voice coming another large corridor.

“There’s nothing to discuss here. We took that decision all together.”

It’s Paul Pogba, and he sounds very serious. Suddenly too curious for my own good, I lean on the wall and listen.

“But it’s not fair, dude.”

I recognize Emilien’s voice immediately.

“You’ve been saying that since earlier, we get it. That’s why we changed our plan. So that’s Antoine that will take care of it, end of the discussion. He earned it. Hye, don’t give me that face, bro, you’re the one that had the idea!” he adds, raising his voice which becomes cold. 

I hear someone coming, and then another voice.

“Chill, guys.” Kylian says.

“Aren’t you fucking pissed off by all of this?” Emilien asks.

“Yes, on the idea,” Kylian confesses. “But Grizou was picked, and he will succeed. We saw it yesterday.”

The steps are coming closer and I run to the other side of the corridor, faking waiting. I turn around innocently, and see Kylian.

“Hi,” I smile. “Congrats, it was awesome.”

“Thanks a lot,” he says, smiling back at me.

“And thank you for the flowers and the card. It was adorable.”

“Oh I’m glad you liked them. I didn’t really know which flowers to pick, so Olivier helped me out.”

At this moment, Louisa comes back. Damn, she was falling down the toilet or something?

“Hi! Good match, huh?”

“Yeah, thanks.”

“I was thanking Kylian for the flowers,” I tell her.

“Oh right, it was really nice from you.”

“My pleasure. All ladies deserve flowers. The guys must be all fresh now, ready to come into the circus?”

He gives us a smile and invites us to follow him into the corridor which he came from moments ago.

We enter the locker room, and I quickly pray not to see any butt. Thankfully, like Kylian said, they’re all dressed up. They turn towards us as one and I feel my face becoming paler.

“Good evening, ladies,” Didier Deschamps say, shaking my hand. “How are you?”

He shakes Louisa’s hand, and his assistant, Guy Stephan, come to say hello too.

“Come on, boys, be polite,” he tells the team as a teacher.

They all come to greet us with the bise (NDA: for those who don’t know it’s the French way to say hello or goodbye, it’s like you and the other person kiss each other’s cheek). Antoine comes among the last ones, right after Emilien. When his lips touch my cheek I get a little shock, and by the way he steps back, I can see he got one too.

“Sorry,” I say.

“No, that’s on me.”

He looks at me and give me a small, shy smile and then Paul, who is standing behind him, gets impatient.

“Hey, bro, are you are gonna move your ass or what?”

Everyone laughs, and Blaise Matuidi comes to the striker’s defense.

“Leave him alone, he’s just saying hi.”

But Antoine steps aside to let his friend come forward, and I surprised by the feeling of disappointment it creates inside of me. But I do my best not to show it, and greets Paul and then Hugo Lloris.

“Where is Benji?” asks the Captain to the group.

“Still in the showers, I think”, Raphaël answers. “When I came back here he just had finished showering.”

“Come, we’ll go see him,” Hugo tells him. “Olive?”

Olivier Giroud nods, raises from his seat and follows his friends.

“Lovely meeting you,” Hugo tells me with a smile before leaving the room.

Olivier and Raphaël waves at me and leave after him.

“So, did you like the match?” Guy Stephan asks Louisa and me.

“Yeah, it was awesome,” Louisa answers.

“Yes, and congrats on your victory,” I add. “Continue like that and the World Cup is coming straight to you guys.”

“You’re too nice,” Deschamps says.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t talk to all of you last night,” I say. “I was…very busy.”

My eyes meet Antoine’s and I look at the ground.

“Nah, don’t worry,” Ousmane laughs. “We know Grizou and Kyky just couldn’t stop bothering you. They got no education whatsoever.”

“Bro, you’re the annoying one,” Kylian snaps, outraged. “Go sit your ass somewhere else. And you got no education, I swear to God-” 

Ousmane laughs again but doesn’t move. They all come to talk to us, ask questions and tell me they had a good time at the gala.

“It’s getting late,” I say, “We’re not gonna bothering you guys any longer.”

“What?” Louisa says, turning her head towards me.

“Oh, already?” says Samuel Umtiti, looking disappointed.

All around the room the guys look the same way. They look like kids, it’s cute.

“You can stay, there’s no problem, really” Steve Mandanda assures.

“It’s nice of you, maybe next time?” I say softly, grabbing Louisa’s arm.

“And Antoine who was so happy to see you again,” Paul teases.

“Well, he saw her, didn’t he?” Emilien snaps, his voice surprisingly cold. “And maybe the girls got things to do tomorrow, or maybe they work.”

“It’s true,” Louisa sighs.

“I’ll escort you two,” Antoine says.

I wave everyone goodbye, and we follow Antoine in the corridor we came in from, and until the stadium’s parking lot.

“Our number 7 is a true gentleman,” Louisa teases him.

“I wasn’t gonna let you walk alone in the night, he answers. “There might some psycho around here.”

“My car is right here,” I say, pointing at it. “Well, see you around.”

“See you two soon.”

Before I can breathe, he leans towards me, kisses my cheek and at the same time I feel a small paper in my hand. His lips are warm and his skin soft, and I feel a shiver through my body. He gives me a smile and walks away before I could think of the options I had. Pulling myself together, I grab my keys when I hear a voice in the night.

“Gabrielle?”

I raise my head and see Antoine, turned in our direction.

“Nice jersey.”

He gives me a grin and then walks towards the stadium, hands in his pockets. Louisa put hers on her hips and turns to me.

“Am I under an invisibly cloak or somethin’?”

“So, are you gonna send him a message or do I have to do it in your place?”

“Are you gonna leave me at some point or?” I snap. “Let me do my homework, I’ll think about it after.”

Louisa sighs, muttering some words I can’t understand, and goes inside our bathroom. Since we came back from the stadium last night, she won’t stop bugging me with Antoine and the message he put in my hand, were he wrote his phone number and two words: Call me. Of course I want to call him, but there’s no way I’m doing it now, otherwise he’s gonna get ideas. I finish my homework and send them to my teacher when Louisa comes back and sits on the couch. I let out a sigh and sits beside her.

“It’s not that I don’t want to call him,” I start. “But I call him as soon as the day after, he’s going to think I’m the type of girl who runs to him as soon as he calls me.”

Lou’ thinks for a minute and eventually nods.

“You ain’t wrong. But you can show him you’re not like that later. One advice, hun, call him this week, or he’ll think you’re not interested. And you are interested, aren’t you?”

“Yes, I am. But I only saw him twice.”

“But you two did talk at your gala, didn’t you?”

I never told Louisa what happened with Antoine at the gala – mostly because it’s probably me imagining things. I decide to do it now, and when I’m done telling her, she frowns.

“But I probably made it up in my mind,” I say quickly.

“Did you made you the fact that he leaned towards you and touched your hair?” she asks sarcastically with a smile.

“No,” I admit. “But the rest, yes.”

“Maybe you didn’t. If your mother hadn’t broke the charm, he probably would have given you one hell of a kiss,” she laughs.

“Not in front of everyone,” I retort. “When we’re not alone, he’s very different.”

“Because he’s with his friends,” she assures. “All dudes are like that. When you guys will know each other better and you’ll show him who’s in charge, I assure you his behavior will change.”

“Maybe.”

“But do try to see him before he and that click of his go to Russia for their business.”

She’s right. Once the team will be in Russia, it will be hard to…well, continue what hasn’t begun yet.”

“But I told Kylian I would go have a coffee with him,” I remind her. “What will he think if I see Antoine?”

“Oh it’s fine, it’s not like he asked you to marry him,” Louisa says, rolling her eyes. “He’ll get that you prefer Antoine. But if you really have a problem with that, I can handle the Kylian boy,” she adds with a teasing smile.

We both laugh but I know she’s half serious.

“But seriously, Gaby, don’t stress out,” she says seriously. “If something must happen between you and Griezmann, it will. If not, well it just won’t.”

I nod, knowing she’s right.

NEXT CHAPTER

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[pahichannel]

AnimeExpo Recap Day 1-2!

I like the idea of using Tumblr for more blogging style Pahi rants so... that's what I'm gonna do! Welcome to Pahi's adventures at AnimeExpo! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*✲ﾟ*｡ Boy is LineCon not a joke. Get in a line to get in to get in a line to get into the area you want to go to get into a line to see a paticular artist... it's absolutely wild out here LOL. I really didn't stop walking (or standing) for 11 hours the first day and day 2 wasn't much better. But I GOT A LOT OF COOL THINGS FOR MY TROUBLES!!!

Hitsukuya was my Day 1 first stop because she had limited post cards and I love her OC Hi-chan so I really didn't want to miss it! They were numbered and I was customer #10! Hitsu goes to a ton of cons so I already had most of her stuff but the Honkai stuff was quite new! Next picture is Xeph whom I have a lot of prints from last AX but the Honkai ones are new so I picked up that as well! Then there's Minsgraph who had a holo Silverwolf which looked SO GOOD. I wouldn't be surprised if I accidently double-bought the Gura and already have it... aaaaa I have too many prints. I could stand to more properly organize what I have but at a certain point they're all either on my wall or in a portfolio and you start forgetting who drew what and just kill me. Maybe I should start asking for business cards to slide in with each poster I keep safe. Last pictured is Gyool! They had THE ONLY TOKI I COULD FIND IN THE WHOLE VENUE. I love Toki. Someone please draw more Toki. Also always nice to still see someone drawing Sagiri!

Dealers Hall was next and Inti Creates just reprinted a Lola tapestry I've been looking for forever...??? No seriously, I've been camping Yahoo Auctions, Mandarake and Surugaya for probably a year now for this exact tapestry and it either just doesn't exist or costs 8000 yen plus. And there it was for 25$? Excuse me? Was tempting to buy 2. Probably the happiest surprise of the con for me. As much as I didn't care for the first Gunvolt game the designs are so heckin' cute and Pahicore. I'll probably give the Luminous Avenger games a try at some point...

I have no clue what Fatal Twelve is, I literally pointed at it and said "sell me on this" to the people at Sekai Project and they did a good enough job. I may never make the time to play a lot of visual novels I own but I just love to own them physically and have a soft spot for collecting them up. I'm sure it's just boomer brain where even only 10 years ago visual novels were extremely niche in the west and what was available licensed was incredibly sparse. I'm very happy I can finally buy stuff like Beat Angel Escalayer, something that feels a bit surreal to be a new release given my first encounter with the series was on some backwoods anime hentai site probably 15+ years ago.

Probably my happiest accomplishment was getting alternate color variants of Reimu and Marisa fumos from the AmiAmi booth! It was first come, first serve with a small allotment for them each day so I made the decision to make getting them my mission day 2. At first I just wanted Reimu as she's my favorite 2hu but... she needs a friend right? So I caved lol. Thanks @myrral for joining me to double our chances getting through the crowd for them! I actually had a scare where I thought Marisa was stolen or fell out of a bag but luckily I set it down at a artist friends booth and they kept it safe for me. Glad to have them reunited!

While the entirety of day 1 involved going through all the shops, day 2 I spent a little bit of time in panels! ...getting to them was absolutely awful! I wanted to get to the Lazulight panel but it was absolutely packed and there was no way I was making it with how little time I got there before it started. There was literally a line to get up an escalator so you can get in line for a security checkpoint so you can get in the actual line for the panel, which was capped. I stuck around to get to the next event, a Q&A panel with CDawg and Ironmouse... though that had it's own mishaps. I somehow got ushered into another panel room which was some sort of Studio Bones press announcement panel? I almost gave up and stayed there but I wondered my way out and by some fluke I found where I was supposed to enter the same time security said they can let a few more people inside. They didn't allow anyone to line up once they thought it was full so I got to sneak right in, super lucky!

Day 1 and 2 were so hectic that it ended feeling like I really did everything I wanted to do. I went hard on trying to line up for the things I cared most about and min-max'd my browsing time amongst the artists and exhibitors booths. I'm ready for a much more chill day 3 and 4... so chill that this is my first time I've decided to take a breather and sit in my hotel room the whole con! I'll have a follow up blog for the last days and lots of photos of the general sights and not just what I bought lol. But until then it's time for me to weather the crowds once again though, wish me luck! (￣^￣ )ゞ

#anime expo #inti creates #honkai star rail #visual novel #fumo #touhou fumo #anime convention #ax2023

[deans-baby-momma]

The Story of Us-Chapter 13

A/N: This is a rewrite of a story my good friend @spnbaby-67 allowed me to take and rewrite. All mistakes are mine. This is canon divergent, meaning some things that happened in the show will still happen here but with my own twist to it.

Summary: She and Dean met when they were kids. Even at such a young age, she knew that he was her soulmate. Being the daughter of a hunter, Michaela (Micki) Singer knew the life he led came with a price, but she was up to the challenge.

Pairings: Dean Winchester/Micki

Warnings: Flashbacks are in italics, fluffy stuff, angst stuff, character death, kidnapping, depression, semi-dark themes

Present Day (2008)

Abandoned barn in the middle of nowhere

“Who are you?” Dean asks, curiously.

“Castiel.”

“Yeah, I figured that much, I mean what are you?” Dean reiterates, already done with the conversation.

"I'm an Angel of the Lord," Castiel answers, matter-of-factly.

"Get the hell out of here," the oldest Winchester scoffs with a roll of his eyes. "There's no such thing."

"This is your problem, Dean. You have no faith."

Lightning flashes, and on Castiel's back two great shadowy wings appear, stretching off into the distance. The light goes out and the image disappears.

"Some angel you are. You burned out that poor woman's eyes," Dean spats.

"I warned her not to spy on my true form. It can be... overwhelming to humans, and so can my real voice. But you already knew that."

"You mean the gas station and the motel. That was you talking?" When Castiel nods, Dean tells him, "Buddy, next time, lower the volume."

"My mistake. Certain people, special people, can perceive my true visage. I thought you would be one of them. I was wrong."

"Well, I'm not buying what you're selling, so who are you really?" 

Castiel cocks his head to the side, like he is confused by Dean's words.

"Why would an angel rescue me from Hell?" Dean inquires, ready to get to the end of the conversation and get back to Micki and Maren.

"Good things do happen, Dean," Castiel informs him. "You need to return to the cabin and reunite with Michaela. I will be in touch."

Castiel disappears from before Dean's eyes. Dean rushes to Bobby as the old man comes to. 

"Come on, Bobby. We have to go!"

Winter 1987

Snow covered the ground in and around Singer Salvage and temperatures were in the single digits.

John had once again left his boys with Bobby and Micki as he went off to work. It was 2 days before Christmas and little 4 year old Sammy kept asking about his dad and Santa Claus.

Dean, at 8 years old, already knew the latter wasn't real but he vowed to keep the myth alive for Sammy's sake.

"Do you think Santa will know where to find us?" Sammy asked his big brother, a hero in his young eyes. "Who's gonna tell him to bring our presents here?"

"Don't worry Sammy, he knows."

"How?"

"Because he's magic," Dean lied. He looked over at Micki to see if she was in belief of the bearded man in the red suit. She looked at him with a sweet smile and shook her head. 

Later, once Sam was down for the night and Bobby had retired to his room, Dean snuck into Micki's room.

"Hey Mick," he whispered in the darkened room. "You awake?"

The lamp on the stand beside the bed turns on and Micki is sitting there in her bed.

"Have another nightmare Dean?"

Feeling his face flush and becoming red, Dean ducks his head. He didn't know she knew about those.

"Uh, no….was just wanting to ask you something."

"Okay," Micki says as she scoots to the opposite side of the bed and pats the now empty spot. "What is it?"

"Do you, uh….do you think Santa is real?"

"What do you mean? Of course he's real! And he's magic too! I just found that out, him and his reindeer can find anyone, anywhere."

Dean deflates. He had hoped he wasn't the only kid who knew the truth. "Oh."

"Dean I'm joking," Micki giggles. "I know my dad is the one who puts the presents under the tree. I've always known."

"Really?!"

"Really. God, you're cute when you're embarrassed," Micki says and then claps her hand over her mouth. She hadn't meant to say that. 

She'd been harboring a crush on Dean Winchester for years now.

Dean smiles sheepishly and then sits beside her on the bed. "You know, you're pretty cute yourself."

Dean and Micki sat on her bed for hours, talking and comparing stories that their dad's had told them.

The two of them had more in common than anyone realized.

Dean drives the Impala like a bat out of hell all the way back to the Singer cabin, anxious and excited to see his love,  awake.

"What exactly did the angel say?" Bobby asks again as they drift around a curve in the road. 

"Said I was chosen by the big man himself; that I deserved it."

"No, what did he say about my daughter?"

"Oh, um….just told me to go back  to the cabin and reunite with her," Dean explains. "Bobby, if she's awake, an angel would know, right? Goddamn," he exclaims slamming his palm against the steering wheel. "I shoulda fucking been there!"

No matter how hard he pushed the accelerator, the trip back seemed to be crawling by. Dean was internally cursing the miles and himself.  

Dean slams the car into park before it had even come to a complete stop, opening the door and jumping out.

He climbed the steps two at a time and crossed the porch in one long stride. He jerks the door open,  almost pulling the wood off the hinges, to get inside.

"Micki? Mick?" He yells as he runs toward the room. As soon as the bedroom door gets in view he takes off running, only to stop in a slide as he looks into the room and to the bed. 

Sam comes out of the room and opens his mouth to ask his brother what the commotion is about but doesn't say a word as he watches his older brother, still a hero in his eyes, break down into tears and cry.

Bobby rushes in at the same time Dean falls to the floor, hitting his knees as his sobs become audible. 

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#dean winchester #sam winchester #bobby singer #micki singer #dean x micki #the story of us #flashbacks

[glommergoop]

hi

please help a trans disabled system stay afloat

hi it's me. mr. ebeg. i’m here to beg on tumblr dot corn.

i’ve been trying to find consistent work for over a year and have had a couple interviews or other promising stuff, but nothing’s turned out. i keep trying to do commissions of multiple types (art, writing, and more), but i’ve literally gone 5+ months without a client sometimes. when i do get commissions it’s usually not for very much. i’m selling things i own online and locally. i’m borrowing money from cashapp and racking up extra fees because i can’t pay it back yet. i DO have section 8 now, which pays most of rent, i still have $30 a month to pay (fee for my pet cat) but genuinely even $30 is starting to become insanely hard to get. i’ll start getting food stamps at the end of this month (on 11/29/2022), so food will be ok after that

i’m literally trying every option and still nothing is keeping me afloat and i can’t fucking live this way anymore so i’m just gonna become the ebeg guy!

tdlr: i very desperately need help from anyone able to give if i'm going to be able to pay my rent and not be evicted next month!

i really just need at least $30 a month for what’s left of rent but would like to try to raise $185

- 185 is the average (give or take a bit) amount of bills that i have each month. not much in the long run, but still literally way out of my budget. i am frequently having to just let bills go unpaid until things get threatened to get cut off because i cannot make enough fucking money and i’m so tired. if i could get $185 i’d actually have some breathing room and maybe be able to save money. but also i’m aware that’s kind of a lot. beggars can’t be choosers, anything helps.

please don’t tag as don4tion or boost like that or tumblr will shadowban the post

bonus details about my situation under the if you care:

i also used to work with a place that’s supposed to help disabled people find work, but i finally quit working with them because they’d treated me very badly. (not gonna go too into depth about that bc it was genuinely traumatizing, but for reference my breaking point was when i arrived to a meeting to meet the new counselor they wanted me to work with since my old one left the company - my FIFTH fucking one in the time i’d been there - and... they literally didn’t even tell her that she’d be taking me onto her caseload. so she didn’t show up. i tried very hard for multiple months to still work with them because i DO need accommodations, and... was treated too poorly to make ANY progress and this particular event just broke me man.)

last month, i got some more money from my late tax return and i thought i’d be okay for a while because i could pay off bills. and then. an error then caused my bills to come out twice, putting me 200 fucking dollars in the negative and i spent the entire month having to beg my friends for money for food and to get out of the negative so i could pay that stupid fucking $30.  i had to contact my racist/transphobic jerk dad who i’d cut contact with because he doesn’t respect me being transgender at all, to ask him for the last $50. this was all extremely stressful to the point that i basically stopped sleeping - spent several days up all night (not in a row ofc but it still sucked), kept not being able to sleep until 7 am, etc. it was honest to god the worst time i’ve had in. a very long time.

basically i’m So Fucking Tired. the stress never ends and i need any help anyone can give me.

i’ve kind of given up on doing commissions of stuff but if you donate and would like to see examples of the fanfics or graphic design stuff i make, just send me a dm or something

#a lot of this is copied from my last post you’re just gonna have to forgive me for that i’m Tired #mutual aid #transcrowdfund

[violent-kurumi]

1, 4-6, 8-10, 12-14, 16, 18-25, 29, 30! (Sorry, I ask a lot! 😂)

Lmao no worries! Imma try my best to answer these

1. What song makes you feel better?

Love Live songs, mostly from Muse, like half of Aqours and some of Liella (not so much Nijigasaki)

4. What flower would you like to be given?

Portable hayfever machines? No thanks!

I'm kidding, I love flowers, they're beautiful but I'm more of a cactus/succulent kind of person!

5. Who do you feel most you around?

Hm, well I think that would have to be my brother? He doesn't judge or look at me weird if I'm screeching Love Live songs around the house, if I decide to randomly wear a costume in the day he doesn't judge like my sister. I think my brother was the first person I actually came out to as well.

That's for irl anyway, otherwise the internet I feel very much like myself lol, the server's I'm a part of, my online friends are super nice and supportive! ^-^

6. Say three nice things about yourself. (Three physical and three non physical)

Aaa it's like primary school all over again hahaha.

- It took a long time but now I like being as short as I am (so height)

- My hair, I dyed it blonde again but it used to be a browny/blonde, but as fluffy as my hair looks I kinda like it lol

- my eyes, I'm the only person with blue eyes in my family and they're kinda a grey/blue

- My ability to forget some horrible things that have happened; my memory is pretty shit so while it can work against me I like that I can forget I've seen a movie or listened to a song and so I am able to hear/watch it for the first time again

- Eventhough my memory is shit, I can pick up patterns in games pretty fast- so I like that I can play my love live game better than my family, I don't mean to brag, my family is big on video games and so it's a big deal for someone to be better then someone else at a game... (I don't know if that made any sense sorry)

- Uuuhhh, this is hard... Another non physical thing that's nice about me? I like that I'm happy person most of the time! (Does that count?)

8. Tag someone (or multiple people), that make you feel good

@nek0mancer , @the-yugioh-theorist , @hecho-a-mano , @angrykittenz62 , @horrifyn-llewellyn , @toxicsugarz

There are more but I can't remember everyone's usernames off by heart lol so if you weren't mentioned it's not because I don't love you, don't worry I love you guys

9. What calms you down?

Music! Watching my comfort shows and drawing, sometimes breathing techniques work if I'm anxious

10. What's something you're excited for?

Hopefully before Christmas my website will be up and running! I'm hoping to sell art, like the Date a Live portraits I've done, just anime/character portraits in general and those tags I've been making!

12. How are you?

Doing well, got a lot on but it's doing wonders telling myself I can take small breaks and focus on one thing at a time! ^-^

13. What's your comfort food?

Bbq shapes, or chicken crimpy shapes, mushrooms and kale and cheese and bacon rolls (I don't think it's really cheese because I don't react to them lol)

14. What's your favourite feel-good show?

I don't know too many feel-good shows? Love Live maybe? I don't know what counts as a feel-good show

16. Compliment the person who sent you this number.

Wow so you asked this for a free compliment? 🙃

You're super kind hearted!

18. Do you still love stuffed animals?

HELL YES!! I have kept majority of all my stuffed animals and a bunch live on my bed. A couple of months ago I got a Bulbasaur plushie from build a bear- which I didn't even know they did!

19. What's the most important thing in your life?

Family, possessions and memories! (I think I've already answered this question)

20. What do you want most in the world right now?

As selfish as it sounds, money, my dad is gonna kick me out soon so I'm a little scared as to where I can go with my stuff and my birds

21. If you could tell your past self one thing, what would it be?

Things will get hard but trust the universe to give you the right tools and believe it'll be okay.

(god I know that sounds cheesy)

22. What would you say to your future self?

Did we do it?

23. Favourite piece of clothing?

My leather jacket!! Gotta feel the power!

24. What's something you do to de-stress?

Listen to music, tv on in the background and read

25. The personal gift one.

I think I've answered this one; it's hard to answer, all gifts I get feel personal.

29. Morning, afternoon or night?

I am unfortunately a morning person but I like nighttime best. I don't sleep all that much lol

(is that what the question meant? Or did it mean what time of the day am I answering this? Technically, it's 11:40am as I answer this but I will shove this in schedule)

30. What reminds you of home (doesn't have to mean house... Just things that remind you of feeling home)

Sometimes pictures or odd song/pitches of sound make me feel frozen to the spot and this huge wave of nostalgia washes over me, it's intense and it's like I'm trying to think of home but like something is blocking me and I can't piece it all together...

Thanks so much for asking, I feel as though I've answered like every question 🤣

#kurumi asks #ask game #the yugioh theorist