#now to be clear i personally don't block people i follow or follow me unless they really cross a line but that's personal preference

[ashwhowrites]

Part 1

Here is part 2!!! I hope you guys like it and it was worth waiting for. Thank you for all the love and support on part 1 🥹 it means the world. Enjoy :) never proofread

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Steve and Eddie raced to the school, anxiety in their veins as Eddie parked the van. Both boys ran into the building, following the sounds of screaming and cheering.

Steve pushed through the huge crowd, arms immediately wrapping around Y/N's body. Yanking her frame off of Jason, who is on the floor groaning in pain.

"STOP. STOP" Steve screamed, trying to keep his grip tight as she wiggled and squirmed to get out of his touch.

Eddie raced behind, going for Jason instead. Y/N doesn't fight unless she's provoked and he had a good idea Jason started it.

But Eddie's attention on Jason got caught short, hearing Steve Y/N's name as she marched down the hall.

~~

Steve didn't waste a second running after her. He let her walk away once, and he didn't want to do it again.

"Please, just stop" Steve pleaded, hand reaching out to grasp her elbow.

She hated that she melted once he touched her. She was mad at Eddie, but Steve hurt her too.

"what Steve? Now you want to talk?" She spat out, turning around to face him. Cradling her own elbow out of his touch.

"I'm sorry, I never should have let you walk away without listening to you first. You deserve to have the opportunity to explain." Steve confessed. He watched her closely. Her eyes were blocked off from any emotion. And her lips were turned down into a frown.

"no, I don't deserve to explain myself, I deserve to have my boyfriends trust me enough to not even think twice about a rumor like that. I also deserve to be treated as my person. Not a shell of the people who hurt both of you in past moments. I'm not Nancy, and I'm not whoever the fuck Eddie thought I was. I'm me, and you both didn't trust her. Fuck both of you. You followed behind Eddie's lead like a fucking dog. Don't you think for yourself, Steve? It's pretty clear where I stand compared to Eddie. " She said harshly, turning back around and marching out of the school.

Steve took the hit, he deserved it. He was a grown man and he should have thought for himself. He knew he was going to hurt her and he did it for Eddie's sake. He was supposed to treat both his partners fairly, and he just put one higher than the other.

~~

Eddie didn't waste much time with Jason. Spat out to leave them alone and followed the direction where Steve went.

Eddie found him alone in the hallway. Shoulders dropped, and Eddie assumed the conversation didn't go well.

"she still pissed?" Eddie asked, arm wrapping around Steve from behind. Steve shrugged him off and created space between the two.

"just don't touch me." Steve sighed, turning to face Eddie. Watching Eddie's face drop.

"what? What did I do?" Eddie scoffed

"We should have been better. And I should have thought for myself. With everything in me, I don't believe she cheated, and I should have told her that. I followed you and I lost her. And seeing this heartless monster you've been, I think I lost you too. If you believe she did it, that's for you to deal with. But I'm not following you anymore." Steve confessed, giving Eddie a small smile and turning to walk out of the school.

~~

Eddie's insecurities cost him both partners. And now it's on him to fix everything.

He always wanted to protect both of his partners, and he's the bad guy who tore it all up.

Eddie wasn't sure how Steve got home, but once Eddie made it in his trailer, he felt alone. He spent night after night in Steve's apartment, never returning home. He went into his bedroom, throwing himself face-first on his mattress.

He wanted to fix things altogether, he didn't want to talk to Y/N and Steve separately. If he was going, to be honest, and break down into pieces, he only wanted to do it once.

~~

Many phone calls later, Eddie got Y/N to answer. Most of his calls were answered with a scoff and the slamming of the phone hitting the wall. He barely could get a word each time. But this wasn't the time to give up. Once he finally got her to stay on the line longer than two seconds, he asked her to come over to talk.

And it wasn't easy. She was stubborn and still pissed off. Calling him every name in the book, dragging his name up and down the block, before finally sighing and saying "Be there in ten."

Eddie knew convincing Steve to come over would be easy, all he had to do was mention he has Y/N on the way over.

~~

The room was silent, and all three of them were uncomfortable. Y/N couldn't look at either of them, keeping her hands in her lap. Steve kept his eyes on Y/N, silently pleading she'll look up. And Eddie kept his eyes on the floor, stomach twisting in knots.

They were in this position all because of Eddie, and he knew that. All the blame rested on his shoulders and his shoulders alone.

"I want to start by thanking both of you for coming and hearing me out." Eddie sighed in one breath. The anxiety filled his stomach.

"yeah, I think it's a nice option to have a chance to explain yourself, but that's not for everyone." Y/N threw out the side remark. Rolling her eyes as she finally looked up at Eddie.

"I'm sorry for everything. Y/N, I'm sorry for attacking you right away, not letting you explain yourself, and turning Steve against you.....I know what I did was so wrong. Deep down I knew I was fucking everything up but I couldn't stop myself. " Eddie voiced out. His eyes connected with Y/N's.

"Eddie, I just don't understand why it was so easy to believe I cheated on you guys. I've been loyal, supportive, and understanding of both of you! I would have believed you guys over anyone. But knowing you chose to believe random high schoolers over your girlfriend is fucked up. And I deserve a real explanation for that. I don't care if you knew you were wrong, it's the fact you continued to be an ass to me. I'm also disgusted by the fact you saw me as someone seeking to hurt Steve and that you felt the need to protect him. Protect him from his girlfriend? That's low." Y/N didn't plan to hold anything back. She spent night after night having her thoughts brewing over and over.

"you deserve an explanation. I need to be honest with both of you and myself. I acted out of insecurity and fear. I....heard the rumor and my first thought was I cannot let anyone know this would hurt me. It's fucked up, and I picked my pride over being vulnerable. I wanted to show I could be unaffected. That the relationship between you and I isn't what I depend on to be happy. But it is, and it's fucked up of me to find that embarrassing to admit. Because it's not. You and Steve make me so fucking happy and show me what love is about. I took all that for granted and tossed it aside like it wouldn't mean anything to me. Neither of you deserved that, and Y/N you didn't deserve to be treated like that. " Eddie took a deep breath before continuing.

"I also want to apologize to Steve, I wanted to protect you but all I did was hurt, everyone. I should have been mature and brought the topic up in a controlled way. I shouldn't have thrown it out in a fit of anger and I shouldn't have turned you against her before she even got home. I was wrong and I was wrong to both of you. I know I don't deserve another chance, I know I didn't give Y/N a fair chance, but I'd like to ask for another chance at being your boyfriend again." Eddie nervously looked between the both of them.

"Before we answer that, I'd like to apologize to Y/N also," Steve sighed out, facing her fully. " You are right, I should have thought for myself. We both know Eddie doesn't communicate well, and I was the only one in that situation that could have controlled the conversation and helped us out. I should have let you explain yourself. You're not Nancy and you've proved that. I also am guilty of letting my insecurities take over and ruining everything we built. I think I speak for Eddie and I when I say, if you give us this chance, we will prove our loyalty to you. And we will always communicate when our insecurities are taking control again. "

Y/N was happy to hear both boys being honest with themselves, admitting that their insecurities got too much and they panicked. It doesn't take away the hurt and damage, but it's a start to fixing everything.

"I appreciate both of you apologizing. Eddie, I'm hurt that you felt that your pride was more important than being vulnerable with me. But I like to hear that you know what's wrong and you are aware that was the wrong thing to do. I know you are trying Eds, and I don't expect you to know what to do all the time. You know you hurt me, and you knew it was on you to fix it. Thank you for taking responsibility for that. I will give you another chance, but I want you to work on your communication. We shouldn't count on Steve for all the communication between us. If you can prove to me that you are working on that, I'm happy for you to be my boyfriend again." She smiled at Eddie, his face breaking out into his smile.

She turned to Steve, a soft look in her eyes. " Thank you for apologizing as well. Thank you for knowing I am not Nancy and thinking over my words. I understand that your insecurities took over and I would also like for you to communicate that to me. I have faith that you can do that. I am also happy for you to be my boyfriend again." She smiled.

All three smiling at each other. Both boys understood they needed to back up their apologies, and show that they meant it.

Eddie knew that no one was ever going to make him as happy as his two partners do. He's lucky enough to have two people fall in love with him. He's safe with them. He can fall apart with them and know neither will judge him. He's flawed and that's okay.

Steve knew Y/N was her person and she was beautiful. She wasn't out to hurt him or Eddie. She just wanted to love them for who they are. Steve knew he needed to think for himself, and speak his thoughts if they happened to disagree with hers or Eddie's.

"Can I kiss you now?" Steve and Eddie asked at the same time, both boys chuckling to themselves as they stare at their girl across from them.

She giggled behind her hands, nodding her head.

"who's going first?" She joked. Knowing a fight was ahead of them.

"ME!" Eddie screamed, shoving Steve as he raced across the room.

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[glassrowboat]

Yellow Ribbon

Word count: 1,800+

Authors note: Just pure fluff really so enjoy

So, maybe this was a bad idea.

It seemed like a lightbulb had gone off in your head the first time the thought occurred, a ding and suddenly light would be shining over even the deepest crevices of your brain, not much unlike a cartoon. Now though it was hard to tell. Though it's hard to tell much of anything with The sound of teeth chattering blocking out every thought that wasn't about how damn cold it is up here.

Dragonspine truly is the devil's anus.

“I told you you didn't have to follow me up here,” a voice called out. Soft and understanding despite the fact the owner of said voice himself seemed unphased by the bite in the air. Short sleeves in this weather? It was enough to make anyone believe Albedo was eccentric. Though meeting him would do much the same.

“I'm getting tired of hearing that.” It's been the third time already and it was beginning to get annoying. No matter how soothing a person's voice is it loses its effect once they start repeating themselves as if they were a parrot.

“And I can hear you shivering.”

Well, someone's not afraid to call you out, but your entire goal for coming up here has yet to be achieved. Even as the snow crunched with every step Albedo took up here to the white dusted laboratory as you tried to step in the indents his footfalls left behind you couldn't do it. Not when anxiety was such a bitch that it kept that pretty box teetering on the tip of your finger rather than being passed along to its intended recipient. The soft blue paper something you picked on a whim to wrap the box up with when Marjorie held it up asking if you wanted the item wrapped up.

But reasonably speaking, how could you not when it was the same color as his eyes?

So even with the sun high in the sky during what was supposed to be a bright, warm day, you sat on a wooden seat that creaked with every move trying to figure out if the reason you couldn't move was something as plain as simple nerves or hypothermia.

What a great guessing game.

Maybe you just just say somethi- “I'm curious about that item you're carrying around. You have been fiddling with it for a good half hour now.” Or you don't have to be the one to start the conversation. That works.

“Timing me now?”

“Well, your constant shifting has proved to distract me from my experiment. It seems,” Albedo picked up the stack of papers he had been reading over, your eyes barely catching a name and scrawled out words in messy handwriting before Albedo set it back down, “I cannot focus with you like this. So let us address this now.”

Wow, the clear favoritism. “Poor Timaeus put in so much work in that report for you though, and you're just putting it to the side over little old me? I'm using this information to blackmail you later.”

“I can handle this later, but if you insist, feel free.” Yeah, maybe you should have expected him to be so unphased by that. “As for now?”

Even with the boards of wood laid out on the ground in his not so formal laboratory up here, the snow kicked up with each step he took closer to you. White powder covering the base of his boots. His thigh high boots, specifically. Something anyone would have to take a moment to appreciate. Anyways- “I can see where your eyes are going, dear.”

“No, you don't.”

His hand grasped the blanket wrapped around your shoulders, tugging it tighter around you as he bent down to your height in the chair. It was almost funny how Albedo tried his best not to touch the box as he did so, purely focusing on keeping that fluffy warmth wrapped around you. “If you say so. Is this satisfactory?”

“I have no clue how you're so unaffected by this weather.” That is, unless he finally finished that potion he had left half finished months ago. Something about keeping people warm even in the most frigid of places. Some say a shot would do the job just as well.

“Personally, my mind is more focused on what you have been toying with than the cold.”

Well some of us have this thing called heat sensors. “Good to know that I have your interest, though I'd much prefer it on something like a date. Maybe a picnic or we can watch Klee blow up a lake.”

A chuckle fell from his lips at your words, one that even despite your best efforts, had you leaning in closer just to hear that sweet pitch a little clearer. A little closer. A little louder. It's only natural to seek out something you're interested in, right? “I can't say I want to clean up that mess today. Maybe Monday?”

“Monday then. I'm holding you to that. If I don't hear a bomb going off and her cheerful little voice exclaiming ‘(y/n) look here’ then we're going to have a talk, buddy.”

“I will gladly talk with you as much as you like.”

Ignoring that for the sake of your heart, you grabbed his hand, peaking your own out of the wooly layer of warmth that you're wrapped up in. The blue box you've been debating over now placed in his hand, a soft contrast to the brown palm of his gloves and chilly air that seemed to tint everything a slight blue. It was enough to recall the last moment you two were up here, complaints about the cold on the tip of your tongue until he shared a little tidbit about how when the snow reflects the sun's light back to the atmosphere it is called a snow albedo.

“Just take it, it was for you anyway.”

“I suspected as much.” His fingers grazed over the box, the pattern one of polka dots as he examined it, like a new object of interest. It only stood to reason he'd scrutinize it so. “Thank you.”

“Just open it, I don't like you dallying over this.” It meant awkward silence just watching him, and as pretty as Albedo may be, that isn't exactly a great pass time when your heart is fluttering from the anxiousness the spur of ideas in your head was encouraging.

What if he didn't like it? What if it was presumptuous? What if the color was off? What if he does accept it but forgets about it when a new curiosity pokes up?

“You're so impatient all of a sudden.” Even with his teasing words Albedo pulled the lid off the box, pinching the cardboard as he lifted it up to reveal a charming yellow much like the tattoo, or birthmark as he liked to call it, on his neck. A silk ribbon raised up between them as Albedo lifted it from its confines, eyes focusing in on the charm hanging off the end. A citrine quartz held on by a string of gold.

“So,” you cleared your throat, trying to get rid of the raspiness the freezing air you have been breathing in left behind. “I know you have been…”

Start again, (Y/n).

“You and I both know what it's like to have our social batteries drained to their lowest point.” You have even seen him a couple of times having flipped the sign to his laboratory back In the knight headquarters to signify Albedo is going to be running experiments only for him to plop down on the couch, and with some insistence from you, use your lap as a pillow. In those moments, he truly looked angelic, a star on his skin and blond hair framing his face as the sun peeked through the open windows lighting up the space with its shining rays. “So I thought this would work. I went around and told a handful of the people we talk to the most that if you're wearing this ribbon it means you're fully charged and willing to talk. I hope that isn't," trying to find the right word you took a moment of pause until finally deciding on: "rude of me to do.”

And It could have been explained a lot better. Maybe you really should have spent some time before the bathroom mirror practicing this sad little spiel.

“You did that for me then? It is certainly practical.”

“That was kinda the point.” Taking the ribbon from his hands, with a good amount of struggle seeing as mittens aren't made to be worn for people trying to actually do anything, you slipped it through the metal band on his arm. Though you did have to ignore Albedo laughing at your attempt after the third try of doing so. At least he sat patiently, waiting for you to finish. “I just thought, well, I don't really know what I was thinking anymore.”

Maybe you were just hoping to ease that tired look in his eyes as someone prattled on when he clearly wanted out of a conversation.

“Then let me assure you of something. Ribbon on me or not, dear, you can always talk to me.”

“So you actually intend to use it?”

“You clearly put quite a bit of thought into this, having already explained it to the knights. How could I possibly ignore all that effort?”

Well, easily.

“(Y/n),” grabbing the corner of the blanket Albedo slid in next to you, his cold skin enough to have you squeamish and trying to pinch at him just for the small hope of mercy from the chill. Though you already knew he never would, not after being subjected to his cold feet every night. The fuckin- “I truly meant it when I said thank you. Not to mention, if this truly has been explained to a good number of the knights, this means I can take the ribbon off as Kaeya passes us by just to see his aghast expression.”

“I-” trying to keep from laughing, you dropped your head on his shoulder, the layering of the hood on his jacket a decent pillow for what that was worth- “You're a menace. And no one would believe me if I shared what you just said either! All they see is your impassive face and the nice way you treat your students.”

“I know, but that's alright. I much prefer this information to stay between us.”

“...So we're totally messing with Kaeya later, right?”

“In time. For now let us just stay here for a moment longer.”

Yeah, that doesn't sound bad, a moment longer. That will do. His cold skin didn't even bother you as much anymore as he slowly warmed up in your cocoon of blankets.

“Five more minutes, then I want off this blasted mountain.”

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[inmyheadimobsessed]

Right Through Me

pairing: riri ✘ black!reader

summary: turns out riri can't hide behind her usual wall of cocky-ness when it comes to you. (requested by @szalipcombo)

word count: 2490

contains: fluff, lots of flirting, anti rich white kid propaganda

tags: @verachii @rxcently @coolestgay @widowmakker @fetchyourlife @blackgcomica @shurisbbymama @bestfriend491 @simp4iwaizumi @mocha-aya @shinsousliya @bratydoll @shuris-whore @letitias-fav @nil-eena

divider by: @firefly-graphics

note: this was really cute. i was kinda giggling the whole time. i hope i was able to do this justice, and i hope the person who requested likes it. enjoy <33

You had one thing on your mind as you practically sprinted across campus: food. It was freezing, you were starving, and your friend Riri was nowhere to be found. If you were honest, going M.I.A was one of her many gifts. And you were fine with it, usually, unless it interfered with your consumption of food. Which it did, right now.

She’d texted you about grabbing dinner after your last class, and your response was a speedy yes. But now she wasn’t replying, and you wanted to scream. You made it your mission to head right over to her garage to yell at her, then you were going to drag her by her cornrows to the nearest restaurant.

“Nah, Ima need my money right now actually.” You were about to cross the street when her voice made your ears perk up. One thing was clear to you after following the familiar sound: Riri was annoyed. It was never hard to tell when she was; she never hid it. “I told you my prices go up the longer you take to Venmo me.”

“Look man, I’m sorry.” She snatched the guy’s phone and sent the money to herself before shooting a fake smile his way. You couldn’t help your light chuckle and head shake at the sight of her in action. When she turned to leave, she spotted you, and you waved. That fake smile morphed into a genuine one as she jogged over to where you stood.

Riri stopped in front of you, beaming. You pulled her in for a hug, saying your hellos, before jokingly punching her shoulder.

“Ouch?” She laughed, rubbing the spot where you hit her, and you rolled your eyes.

Crossing your arms, you squinted at her, letting her know she was in trouble. “And was that why you didn't respond to my texts? Cause you was going at it with them white kids?”

“These white kids messing with my money, and you know that's one thing I don't play about. But I apologize, I should've responded to you.” She threw her hands up in defeat and you smiled, happy for the win.

“Come on, let's go get your mind off white people and get some food in that pretty mouth of yours.”

Riri dipped her head, grinning shyly at your words as you looped your arms together. “Man, whatever.”

Her statement implied annoyance, but you knew better. You’d known Riri for a few months, and she was probably the most entertaining person you knew on campus. Being around her always came with a laugh or two hundred. You enjoyed her presence, her energy was infectious. You liked infectious.

“Yeah, I'll just get the same thing as her, but with fries instead.” You reached for your wallet, but her soft palm blocked your hand. The contact sent a surge of something up your arm and down your spine, making you shudder.

When you looked over at her, a half-smile was lingering on her lips as she paid the man behind the counter without a word. You exhaled softly, biting back a smile of your own.

You decided to dine in, since it was cold as balls outside, and your stomach was doing somersaults inside you. There was no way you would wait until you returned to your dorm to eat.

“I'm telling you, these rich white kids work my last nerve. Pissing me off every damn day, like bruh just gimme the money when I do your shit. It's not that hard of a concept to grasp. But they wouldn't have to pay me to do their homework if they could grasp simple concepts.” Listening to her rant made you smile a little. She always got so worked up, understandably, and you found it cute.

You popped a fry into your mouth, and her eyes trailed your movement as her rambling continued. “You are single-handedly carrying everybody's academic careers on your back. Everyone wants a piece of that mega genius brain of yours, I think it's hot. They wantcha girl.”

“Shut up.” Her little giggle and blush were the cutest combo, and it was the reaction you wanted. When she was wound up like this, you always made it a point to make her smile. You liked her smile, a lot.

“Speaking of your brain…” She quirked an eyebrow at your statement, ready to protest whatever you were about to ask her.

Riri shook her head, and you laughed. “Ima gone head and pass on that, thank you.”

“But you don't even know what I was gonna say.” She rolled her eyes when you frowned.

Her hand gesture signaled for you to continue and you clapped. “Sooo I need you to help me study for my Physics final. Please, pretty please?”

“Sooo that's a no.” Riri scoffed before sipping her soda. She looked at you amused as if your question was somehow funny. “You think I got time for that? I have my own finals to study for ma, like seriously you're funny.”

“But do you really need to study? You can do all them finals with your eyes closed. Some of us are not as smart as you.”

Riri studied you, contemplating, brown eyes wandering your face. You felt the desire to shy away from her stare. The way she watched you before biting her lip made you anxious. “I mean yeah, it's not like I’m stressed about them or anything. I'm gonna pass, I know that.”

“See, you're such a lil smarty-pants! And that's why you should help me.” You pouted, and she sighed with a gentle smile. She shook her head, eyes still locked on you.

A broad grin spread across your face, knowing she would give in. The pout did it every time. You took note the first time it worked, and it's been your secret weapon ever since, sitting on your hip like a loaded gun — ready to be drawn if need be.

“What I tell you about calling me lil, see now ion even wanna help you no more.”

You chuckled. “But you are little, my little Riri. And you're a smarty-pants. Put them together, what do you get?”

You could tell she was fighting a smirk and it only made yours brighter. Your ears grew hot as you watched her, waiting on that inevitable yes.

“I'll help you I guess,” She spat with faux irritation. “Gotta go track down another one of these rich assholes, then I'm all yours.”

Your stomach buzzed as you took the last bite of your sandwich, it was hungry for something else — someone else.

The pair of you stood up to throw away your trash before heading outside. You hugged her goodbye and watched her trudge off in the frosty air. Shoving your mittened hands into your coat pockets, you couldn't hide your thrill, your smile was borderline teeth-shattering as you walked back to your dorm. Thoughts of being alone with Riri always made your insides disgustingly gooey, but you liked the feeling. You liked her.

•••

The sound of knocking at your door was one you’d been waiting on for about an hour. Riri was finally here, and so was that familiar dip in your stomach. Upon opening the door, you were instantly disappointed. A short girl was standing at your door, but it was not Riri Williams. You stared at the stranger confused.

“Uh, can I help you?”

“Yeah. Do you know Riri Williams?” You opened your mouth, but Riri spoke before your words came.

“Who are you?” She eyed the blonde girl blankly, tucking her phone in her back pocket.

The girl fumbled around in her bag for a few seconds before shoving a piece of paper toward Riri. “Um, I have to build this robotic arm by tomorrow.”

A glare containing the drippings of anger, irritation, and bewilderment consumed Riri’s features, and she shot it straight toward the girl standing in front of her. She grew paler as she watched Riri’s face contort. Even you felt a little unnerved at the sight. You knew Riri had been stressed all day, and there was no denying that this random girl was fanning a fire she lacked the means to put out. You felt no desire to help her either, you only stood in your doorway watching it all unfold.

“You just saying words at this point, cause ion know what you talking bout. Like why are you here, and if you're looking for me, why are you at my friend’s door?” Her tone was low and measured. She was trying her best not to raise the octave in her voice, but it was a struggle.

The girl cleared her throat, stepping back a little bit. Smart. “T-The arm. I–”

“And you can’t do that shit yourself?”

Her response was a stuttered mess, “A guy in my class told me you could help. I went to your room, but you weren’t there. Someone in the hallway told me I should come here because they said you’re always here. I just need it done by noon tomorrow, I can pay.”

Inappropriate as it might've been, given the scene before you, you couldn’t help but grin at the idea of others knowing Riri was always at your dorm. When they thought of her, you came to mind also. You two were a pair in the heads of others. And there it was again, that stomach dip.

“Look, I don’t know what guy told you to show up to my dorm, or who told you to come here, but that ain’t how this works. You gotta go to the website. And even still, I can’t help you anyway. I have more important things to be doing tonight.” Riri gave the girl a last once over and walked straight into your room.

You mumbled a quick sorry before closing your door and pressing your back against it. Riri had made herself comfortable on your bed, scanning over your notes, and you smiled. Her beauty still left you in awe, no matter how many times you saw her face and those pretty eyes.

“Is helping me study the important thing you have to do tonight?” You cheesed at her, watching her lift her nose out of your textbook.

“Huh?” All of that agitation melted away the moment she looked at you. Her eyes were softer now, more patient.

Pushing off the door, you strode toward her. “You told that lil white girl you have better things to be doing.”

“Ah. Well, helping you is more important than doing her work for her.”

You scooted into the spot beside her, shoulders brushing and breaths stuttering. “Well, ain't I lucky? Riri Williams turning down rich kid money to help me for free? Never woulda guessed it.”

“Bruh.” She grimaced nervously at you, and you chuckled.

The two of you spent the next hour reviewing the concepts you didn’t understand, and Riri broke them down for you. She gave you as many details as she could and quizzed you to make sure you really understood. Hiding the pride she felt when you got the answer correct was hard; you caught her smile each time. Pleasing her was always something you found yourself desperate to do, you enjoyed it.

Your eyes fixed on her mouth as she detailed something, you were no longer paying attention to the work; you only wanted to study her. Her cute nose, her full lips, the way she chewed on the pen cap when deep in thought. Seeing her mind whir up close was truly fascinating. Gears turning, wheels spinning; it was all audible from where you sat.

“You're the smartest person I know.” Your words were a whisper, and they climbed up her neck. You witnessed her shiver before she spoke.

Riri blushed sheepishly, huffing a small laugh. “Stop it.”

It was apparent your constant mention of her intelligence made her flustered, so obviously, you kept doing it. Flustered looked fantastic on her. Riri was on guard at all times, seeing her soften a little was truly an amazing sight. Seeing her soften for you — that was indescribable.

“I mean it. I really don’t know what I would do without you.” You simpered at her, bumping your shoulder into hers.

She closed the book and sat it on the floor. “Probably fail.”

Her response was a poor attempt at masking her trembling fingers and the way she was avoiding your eyes. “You’re right.”

“Starting to think you only want me for my mind, ma.” Steady were her words, and she exhaled before finally turning to face you. Deep eyes housing nothing but tenderness and care. She saved that for you alone.

You scooted closer, and she flinched a bit. “It's a perk, for sure.”

“Oh is it? Why is that?” Riri tilted her head to watch you, eyes traveling your body in search of a tell that would hint at where your thoughts were leaning. You gave her no such grace.

Pushing up, you straddled her lap, placing your legs on either side of her. Another exhale, this one long and shaky. “I like how your mind works. You're so intricate when you think, it's sexy.”

Riri rested her head on the wall, letting you tug her hands to your hips. “Sexy?”

“Mhmm.”

“Don't think I've ever been called sexy by anyone else before.” Bless her attempts to feign confidence. Nothing was working, her uneven breathing gave it all away. She was suffering under you, and you reveled at the thought.

“Good. Let's keep it that way.” Your murmur was as sweet as they came and she blinked up at you. Her eyes said everything her lips were scared to. You smirked when she broke your stare, knowing you had her right where you wanted her.

Riri squeezed your waist, and you lurched. Her own smirk broke free then. “You’re on top of me right now.”

You looked down to where your thighs hung over hers, then back at her. “Would you look at that, I am in fact on top of you right now.”

You fell into your satin pillows and rolled to face her as she did the same. Brown eyes drank you in. Riri pushed your curly bangs out of your eyes, presumably to see them better. “I don’t know how you do it, but you always manage to bring out the best parts of me, parts I try to hide. I usually take pride in being unreadable, but you see through all my bullshit.”

“I’ll never tell that secret baby. If I do, how will I get you to do whatever I want, whenever I want?”

Her grin was as big as yours as you ogled each other through half-lidded eyes, the thumping in your chest an echo of her own. It lulled you both off to sleep — mind cluttered with dreams of her.

#riri williams x black!fem!reader #lyricswriting #riri williams x fem!reader #riri williams x black!reader #myworks #ironheart x black!reader #ironheart x reader #riri x black!reader #wakanda forever #riri williams #ironheart #iron heart #black panther #dominique thorne

[antiradqueerguy]

coming to your inbox because i like your vibe and have literally no other safe place to rant abt this. sorry if this bugs you delete this if you want but im debating leaving the radqueer community because of ciel/hbki. ive already been wanting to leave for a while, but the thought of leaving has been triggering my ocd and ive not been sure what to do. but after i saw that guy running around and seeing how obviously horrible he is, and how people still somehow like him, i think im going to go through and just delete my blog or ditch it ive seen him talk about abusing his girlfriend on so many different blogs of his and then i go to look at hers and she is so obviously trauma bonded to him, and its so triggering. it makes me sick how shes admitted to not enjoying how he treats her, but says his treatment is okay because its "consensual" but i really dont believe its consensual. and i know its not my business but i literally cant avoid them in this community. ive blocked them so many times but every time they both get termed, i see them again, and get triggered. ive thought about reaching out to opphie, but every time someone does, ciel is alerted and he starts harassing the person reaching out. maybe i just have a savior complex but seeing the way they are together makes me feel sick. i see myself in her and i feel guilty for not being able to help. one of my friends even watched her change her name on a dime in her discord server just because ciel suggested it. its scary that the community just lets ciel get away with everything. i mean didnt he even admit to *graping* her? and people are okay with it because the victim swears up and down that its consensual? it doesnt make it any better that antis treat him like hes just some edgy kid. yeah its true that he is one, but there are also very very VERY clear signs that he is actually a harmful person and that he is actually hurting someone. opphie even posted a list of a bunch of horrible things hes done, and it looked like a cry for help to me, but radqueers were reblogging saying things like "couple goals" and "this is so romantic" i dont know anymore what to do. i know i have to leave that community but i wish there was a way to make other radqueers realize that ciel is not a good person to have in the community. if they want to beat the pro-abuse allegations, they NEED to point out actual abusers like ciel.

TW: using images from ciels past and current accounts and mentions of r4pe

with ciel he avoids everything to do with him and taking accountability for his action, (EH HEM, his past use of ableist slurs towards people)

me personally i believe that ciel is a abuser. he has had a history of abuse and I've documented AS MUCH as i possibly can. i will not let him escape this and his HISTORY of abuse.

to the people who don't know what nonnie is talking about with ciel admitting to r4ping opphie heres a pic

Now ciel has a cult following, his boot licker fans love him, like hmm idk this

he is invincible, unless his connection to tumblr and discord is cut off his fans will continue to protect him and glorify his abusive behavior

#ciel is a abuser get his ass canned

edit: also HIII CIELLL i know you will eventually read this since you have commented on posts made by antis talking about you before, so howdy doo!!!

#anti radqueer #anti #ciel is a abuser get his ass canned

[hells-ringleader]

💀RULES OF HELL 💀

✨️this blog is 18+ only cuz this fandom here is for adults only

🍎 NO godmodding! Respect each other's characters!

🌟I don't like mpreg, pedo shit, or anything proship so like gross illegal crap. Those would be my no nos

😇 respect my hcs as well NO MATTER WHAT

🎩don't be rude! Haters in my inbox are not welcome. If you are here to cause trouble. Leave now.

🐍do not dm mun UNLESS WE ARE GOOD GOOD MUTUALS I will not respond to random dms

🎉can't believe I must say this but, COMMUNICATION IS KEY. TELL ME IF A RP ISNT WORKING OUT BEFORE YOU JUST DROP IT. TELL ME IF YOU HATE ME AND I WONT FOLLOW OR INTERACT W YOU. SAME GOES FOR IF YOU DONT PLAN ON REPLYING TO ANYTHING I SEND YOU. TELL ME. I WILL STOP. I WILL GET IT AND NOT GET MY HOPES UP FOR NOTHING. DONT BE A JERK. TALK.

🎻please do me a favor and if you drop a rp let me know ahead of time. It hurts to just see people abandon rps I'm in with them. It makes me feel as if they hate me. It hurts. Please tell me in dms why you are doing it and do not just drop them without warning. I like to know what I did wrong so I can fix it for future threads. Always wanting to improve my skills as a rper.

🦆respect lgbtq here cuz mun is bi and ace and genderfluid any people against it leave now.

🎪I rp from these blogs out of enjoyment and as a extra hobby, I do have times when I'm not online cuz I do got a life so. I'm sorry if it's takes long to reply sometimes! I do my best! All I ask is you be patient with me! I do this for fun . Not as a career. I do not get paid.

👑also its sometimes hard to tell who's willing to reply back if I send something and who will just ignore me. Which. It happens a lot and. Upsets me. A lot . Makes me feel like shit. Don't make me feel that way maybe interact more w me and I'll be like oh this person likes my muse ill interact more..I'm just cautious..yknow?

🔥also.. I try to read rules cuz I get unsure if people are even ok w my subject matter at times it gets dark and gory. It's why I prefer 18+ peeps.

🎶and no you may not follow me if you just reblog my rp memes and fanart I post. You need to interact if you follow me okay. No one likes people like that. Don't I know it.

😈if you have a issue with me simply block me I will not take any more drama in my bubble

👼 I'm ace so I may feel uncomfortable with too adult of romance rps (must I say it) so romance is ok but boundaries are important. Edit: I'm better w romance and sexual ones even. But I just may not be good at it.

⭐️I will tag triggers but you must tell me which ones

❤️I don't like pe*os, proshi*pers (the ones who are pushy about it), or people who hurt animals . Please leave if you are any of the sort .

🐑just to make it clear I dont do rps in dms . I rp in threads, asks or posts. Ask around if you do not know what that means.

🦄I follow back from my main. You do not have to follow my main back but I would like it if you followed this blog at least back

🦚please read about my character on wiki if you wish to know them. I will not be going into detail about every one but I will post headcanons sometimes

🌹 Rp meme tag: rp memes: hellish memes (look this tag up to see my list of rp memes and use one! You can even use anon! Send one in go for it! Also these rp memes NEVER expire just make sure to specify what meme you were using)

🍷events will be tagged accordingly as well

❤️oh and I'm a multishipper so I will ship lilith and ocs even canon characters. Its possible. I'm doing it.

🎡most rps won't be canon to the blog. Those that are will be tagged accordingly. Events that are canon are usually interactions w other blogs, magic anons, and any comments I make to other canon characters. Non story tag will be #non story: another story written.

-mun Steph 🎠

Events: coming soon

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#ooc: out of stars #rules: rules of the rabbits

[inklessletter]

Threatening to report minors for interacting with your public, non-functionally-age gated blog is a fucking joke and it is report abuse. Your blog is public, minors are probably viewing it right now. What is wrong with you?

Hi Anon. I was just about to reply the same way I did to the other anon that actually insulted me so gratuitously, because, seriously, just by the tone alone you might as well deserve it. But I am civil, because I see that there is a genuine lack of understanding of that rule, so I'm going to explain this one to you (though I don't have to, Anon, you should already know this, it's common sense, but I get that you may just not be aware).

Firstly, my blog is public because, if you cared to scroll down for half a minute, you'd have seen that I don't aim to post or reblog +18 stuff, and when I do post content that might be sensitive, I rate the post as Mature, so there's no need of a warning for the whole blog, it's just silly. I am careful like that, even though I have never posted anything explicit whatsoever. But I don't know if I'm going to come across an explicit post that it's so good that it deserves a reblog, or post something explicit myself (that, as I say, I would rate it as I should, and always respecting this site's ground rules), and those are the post I'm warning minors about, not the whole blog.

Secondly, (and this is where I think most people get lost in this issue) about the minors dni thing, you should keep in mind a simple thing: when OPs say "MINORS DNI" they are not protecting minors, they're protecting their blogs, their creations, and above all, themselves. No OP of age with the minors dni warning in their blogs sets this rule for the kicks, if we make a +18 post and allow comments or reblogs from clear minors this could be a potentially serious problem depending on the country or the laws that they apply to that. It is that simple. It's for our own protection. (Besides, some people just don't want minors interacting with their blog/posts, and that's okay).

And before someone goes like "how could you say that you're protecting your blog and not what kids see!!", I'm going to tell them (and I think I might be speaking for many of us here) that I am not responsible for monitoring what minors consume or don't consume on the internet, unless they're my kids. It's their parent's/tutor's/people who are responsible for them, not me. And believe me that I don't mean this in a rude way, but it is simply not my problem.

I have no issue whatsoever with minors interacting in non-rated posts, everyone is welcome here, that is actually the first rule of this house. That this is a safe place, and I think I can't stress this enough. What I am asking is for you to understand that I, as responsible for this blog, draw a line on minors interacting in rated/+18 post, either mine or something I reblog, under the consequence of being potentially blocked and/or reported. I have the right to do both blocking and reporting people that don't go with the rules, and honestly, I don't even have to warn about it, I'm just being clear here so we all know where we stand. It is, honestly, not hard to understand.

So, you see, there's a reason for that rule, and I thought that it was absolutely clear without having to go through this big-ass text post, but maybe you just didn't know it. I am not gate keeping anyone, I'm not an elitist, I am not an kid-eating ogre (I do actually like them, little wips of a person), I am just saying that in this particular blog, in my house, this is a rule that should be respected if you want to stay. If you don't then don't follow me (or block me, even, so you don't have to deal with the posibility of someday finding any of my post in your dash, it is really, really okay, since as I said before, I am not responsible for what you consume or not, but you are.)

And that, dear Anon, is what's wrong with me.

Have a nice night

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#inklessletter #warning of minors dni #anon asks #seriously anon i could have replied this to you without that attitude #i hope you understand what I'm saying here

[mydarllinglover]

Alone || Greene, Was The Colour

Previous

Natalia was bestowed a job, when she had been restless, and bugging everyone, she was allowed to look out for the whisperers, shooting them down before they could get to the group, and she was always a pretty good shot, by her standards, anyone else would call her perfect.

"You don't shoot anyone unless it's cleared, I don't want my kids to grow up without a father, cause you were pretty sure." Natalia told Rachel.

That was until an explosion in one of the stairwells, went off.

"Aunt Nat!" Judith called, but she was already running. 

"What's going on?" She asked, grabbing the girl, but that question was answered when she saw the whisperer, who's face had been burnt off, slowly and painfully dying, from the electrical tripwire.

"They're coming, they're coming up." The girl whimpered.

People acted fast to block the door to the stairwell, making sure they couldn't get up and in, but Judith still hadn't left it, she refused to leave it, so Natalia waited with her, and then Evie joined her.

"Lydia's gone." She told her mother.

"How long ago?" Natalia asked, still holding Judith.

"I'm not sure, we were with all the kids, then she said she was gonna go look for another book, and she never came back."

"She wanted to go help, there's nothing we can do now, except hope she's okay."

"Jude, come on, let's go back." Evie encouraged, but she didn't budge, holding her small sword, steady.

"I- I can't, I don't wanna." She answered.

Evie looked at Natalia unsurely, but she just sighed, waving the teenager off.

"She's alright." She answered quietly.

"Mom, are you alright?"

"Evelyn, sweet girl, you're hovering, don't. If I wasn't fine, I would say other whys."

"I know, it's just that-"

"Evelyn Baker, stop worrying about me, you're the kid, I'm the parent, relax, it's all fine, go play with the cat."

"But I don't wanna play with the cat." She moped.

"Eve." Natalia stared at her.

"Fine." The shuffle of her feet told them that they were alone, again.

"Harsh, Aunt Nat." Judith commented.

"The girl needs it, sometimes, she works herself up into these frenzy's and then her brain stops working, she get's careless but also becomes a nuisance, sometimes she needs a bit of tough love to remind her that she's not gonna die and neither are the people who love her." Natalia explained.

"My mom's not back yet." Judith looked at her hands.

"I've noticed that." Natalia looked at her. "Unlike Mich to stay away for so long."

"She found this group, and they needed help, and my mom's a good helper, I encouraged to- to help them." Natalia could see clear as day that she was struggling to find her sentence. "But- I just miss her, and I want us all to be together again."

"Do you know when she'll be back?"

Judith shook her head.

"No. But the people needed her to go far away, to help. I don't think she's gonna be back for a while, but I miss her."

"I know, lovey, I miss her, too." Natalia sighed, hugging the girl as her tears filled. "And she misses you, too, she hates being away from her kids, just as much as I do. But, we'll figure it out, and in the meantime, you and RJ are gonna stay with Uncle Daryl and I, and the kids, and we'll wait for your mom to get back, together, and she can tell us all about how she found these people, to help the person who's been missing for a long time, now."

Judith's eyes snapped to Natalia' in a knowing stare, but all that was returned was an wink, and then they focused on the door, once again.

When the whisperers couldn't get through the barricaded door, they took the extreme measure of trying to axe the door in.

"They're not up yet, but they will be." Gabriel spoke into the radio, to Daryl.

"Yeah, right on it. But Luke's duct taping a bunch of wires to a tape deck so...."

"Tell him to hurry the hell up." Natalia spoke into the radio, high jacking the conversation.

"My prayers are with you." Gabriel followed up.

"Gonna need 'em. And will do." Daryl replied.

Dog was barking at the trespasser, aggressively.

"Go get Dog." Father Gabriel told Judith and Natalia, who instantly listened, bringing him away, to stop the noise.

Soon, Luke had got the music going, and the walkers floated towards it, away from the tower, and then, the evacuation could begin.

"Girls, you protect your brother, alright, I wanna be able to tell your daddy that you're better archers than him, got it?" Natalia told the twins.

"Got it, Mommy." Daisy nodded at her sister, both of their bows were in hand.

"Yeah, we're lucky to have you and Daddy as parents and teachers, not a lot of the other kids have two parents." Bambi looked at the children around her, as if they hadn’t heard her whatsoever.

"Bambi Elizabeth!" Natalia chuckled, with a shocked expression. "Come on."

They had made it out into the woods, and after a while, Gabriel had joined them, with Aaron, Alden, and another familiar face.

"Maggie?!" Natalia gasped so harshly, she nearly passed out.

"Nat!" The woman turned around, that usual, large grin on her face.

"Maggie!" She ran to the woman, hugging her so tightly. "You're back." She smiled.

"I am."

"I've missed you so much!"

"I've missed you!" She pulled away. "Last time I saw you, you were eating for three, where are the twins, I wanna meet them, and Evie!"

"About that." Natalia laughed. "There's actually four people you gotta come see."

"What do you mean?" Maggie asked her.

"Turns out... you do actually have a lot of free time between raising three kids..."

"Don't tell me..."

"Kids, get over here, and bring your brother." Natalia called.

"Natalia, you didn't." Maggie's jaw had dropped.

"Well." Natalia picked her son up, after the twins walked him over. "Maggie, meet, Daisy Caroline, Bambi Elizabeth, and Archie Carl Dixon."

"You and Daryl had three kids." The woman looked between the kids and their mother. "After the meltdown you had the first time you were pregnant."

"Mommy?" Daisy asked, looking at her for a factcheck.

"In my defence, two of them was on a special two for one deal, Kids, meet your Aunt Maggie."

Maggie got on her knee's in front of the two girls.

"They're, Nat, they're beautiful, they're mini you's." Maggie laughed, taking in the girl's beauty's.

"I know, I'm so proud of them." She grinned. "I made them, me, in my womb, all by myself!... And this one." She set Archie back down.

"Oh..." Maggie looked at the baby. "This is Daryl junior."

"Yeah, you'd think he carried him for nine months, then went into labour for two days, the way Archie stole his whole face." Natalia said with fake bitterness.

"Mommy blames Daddy for Archie, but he has Mommy's hair, like us." Bambi told the woman.

"I can see that, what happened there, it was so long... and straight."

"Well, this one..." Natalia pointed at Daisy. "Decided to discover scissors at the age of four, and cut this one's..." She pointed at Bambi. "Hair... so I thought that the best way to fix the situation, was to cut all my hair off."

"Uhmm" Maggie bit back a laugh. "I mean, you look great."

"Shut up."

"But, you good?" Natalia could see Maggie's eyes following the stiches along her face, and the cast on her arm.

"Just got caught up in a lil accident."

"Mommy went into a coma, and Daddy thought she was gonna die." Daisy told the truth.

"I think Aunt Maggie needs to meet the rest of her friends, let's go find Dog, yeah, and wait for Daddy to get back." Natalia covered her daughters mouth, walking away with a wave to Maggie.

Things had gone just as Natalia expected, when Maggie and Negan reunited, not great, at all, and in normal Negan character, he did nothing to soften the blow.

But Maggie had risen above, and ignored the man, though Daryl and Carol had been the ones to take Maggie and her friends to Hilltop, or at least, what was left of it.

It had taken them a while to get back, compared to everyone else, as Maggie needed to gather the rest of her group.

Daryl had returned to Natalia pissed off, bitching about the man named Cole, Maggie's new friend, he had already made his mind up that he didn't like the guy, and that meant Natalia shouldn't either, apparently.

He also wasn't too happy to see the state Alexandria had been left in, since their time away, it had turned out, that the whisperers first place to look for them, had been Alexandria, and thorough they were, during their search.

A week had passed since their return, and Daryl had dragged Natalia out for a trip, away from everyone, especially their house full of kids, seven to be exact.

Their trip started with Daryl getting into a fight with his pedal.

"First you take me out to hunt, when you know I hate hunting, now your bike won't even start." She stood, unimpressed, watching him.

"Baby, can you just be quiet and let me do it." He told her, with a smile, and a gentle tone, his way of being patient. "'Sides, its gonna be fun, an' you need a break, after getting up at fuckknow's- O'clock to break up arguments, settling nightmares, and putting Archie back to bed."

"I need sleep."

"Yeah, an this gonna knock you right asleep, after a long day of hunting."

"I hate hunting." She repeated.

"But yer so good at it." He hopped on the pedal once more, and it started up. "Here we go!" He clapped his hands together. "Alright, baby, c'mon."

"The pet names are my thing, you using it every sentence is starting to creep me out."

"M'showing you I love you." He told her, when she got on the back of his bike.

"Don't lie to me. You're jealous cause that new guy you hate so much, as well as Negan, are both around, and you don't like the way they've been eying me up."

"So you've been noticing, too." He defended himself.

"Daryl, I'm tired and married, not blind. But, also, I don't give a shit who's looking at me, cause I don't care about anyone else or what they got going on, long as they're breathing, that's good enough for me."

"Still, they don' needa be staring like that, not in front of kids, either."

"You have serious issues, this is where your daughter gets it from, by the way." She rolled her eyes, her arms around his waist.

"Can' hear ya over the engine" He ended the conversation, driving away from their home.

"You are such an ass."

"Hey, you like my ass."

"You're not supposed to hear me over the engine." She threw his words back at him.

Daryl let out a chuckle, as he set off on the road, heading towards the woods, for their hunting trip.

Eventually, he had stopped the bike and they got off it.

Natalia continued to sulk, whilst he buried his bike under leaves.

When he saw her, he rolled his eyes, approaching the woman and cupping her face.

"Nat, cheer up, ain't gonna be bad." Daryl told her, kissing her when he finished his sentence.

"New Doc said I wasn't allowed to smile, it could open my stitches." She replied.

"His names Alex, and he never said that." He kissed her again.

"Did, too."

"I ain't arguing with you like you argue with the kids. An' you weren't too worried about popping yer stitches when you were laughing like  a Looney."

"Yeah, then he told me about scarring." She huffed. "And frankly, I don't like to admit it, cause I am a very humble and modest person, but being pretty is my thing, it's what I'm known for, being pretty."

"Yer known for being scary as fuck, Nat." He corrected.

"Yes, which all relies on me being pretty, I can't be scary without being pretty, and I can't be either if I look like the bride of Frankenstein." Natalia said, without thinking about her word choices, but she saw it on Daryl's face when he knew exactly what it meant.

"That's what yer so scared of? A few scars, you don't want people thinking yer damaged goods, or my wife?"

"No, baby, I didn't mean it like that, come on, that's not fair."

"You couldn't have made it any more obvious about what you meant." He turned away from her, walking further into the woods.

"Daryl, stop it, you're taking it the wrong way."

"I ain't taking anything in any kinda way, I'm listening to you, and what you said." He twisted throwing his arm in anger.

"There was nothing wrong with what I said! And it wasn't even about you! So I'm a little vain, so what? That shouldn't be an insult to you."

He scoffed, turning back around, marching ahead, once again.

"Daryl. stop it!"

"We're supposed to be hunting, shut up before you scare them all away." He snapped.

"Wow." Natalia sighed, trailing behind as she shook her head.

Eventually they had found something, an half eaten wolf, it's intestines spewed all over the ground, in front of them, and for a brief moment, it had reminded Natalia of her dream-coma, her daughter's body, over and over and over again, she tried to blink it away, instantly diverting her eyes to look at Daryl.

"What now?" She asked.

"Was thinking about giving the river a try." He replied.

"Really?" She furrowed her brows. "We haven't been in that area in... a while."

"Got a problem with it?" He instigated.

"No, nope, river sounds fine."

They had walked along the familiar path, for a while, before Natalia needed a break, she slightly leaned over as she tried to catch her breath.

"You alright?" Daryl asked her, standing by as he watched around them.

"Yep, just... just give me a second, please."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just the fact that I was in a mine explosion, last week, and still haven't fully recovered."

"Y'need to go back?"

"No, just give me a second."

Daryl's shoulders dropped as he watched her, approaching carefully to lay a hand on her back, rubbing in circles.

"Nat, why don' you sit down." He told her.

"Daryl, I said to just give me a second!" She swatted at him.

"We can sit down for a bit, you need it, look, you were right, I shouldn't've dragged you out here-"

Natalia eased herself back up straight, walking ahead.

"We take any more time, and it'll be dark by the time we actually find anything." She called back to him.

"Natalia, just stop." He flapped his arms out, dropping them again.

"Leave me alone, we're here to hunt, so let's hunt."

He gave up, following her, he always internally kicked himself for giving in on everything, and yet, he never stopped.

After a while, they had actually sat down, so they could eat, Daryl had packed them food, whilst he made meals for the kids, neither Evie or Lydia liked or could cook, and Natalia had banned Carol from the house.

"I really didn't mean what I said." Natalia picked at her food, refusing to look at him. "I'm sorry I even said it, but I didn't mean to insult you, really."

"I know." He nodded at her.

"And...." She bowed her head in embarrassment, or was it shame? "I'm sorry for ruining your day... by being a bitch."

"S'nothing." He continued to watch her.

"No..." She gulped. "You were excited about coming out today, to get me away from it all back there, and I've done nothing but throw a tantrum like a toddler and be mean."

"Nat, yer fine." He shrugged off her apology.

"No, I'm in the wrong, you can say it, Daryl, you can call me out when it's necessary, I deserve it."

"I don' need ta." A small smile slipped onto his face. "You take it out on yerself, enough.... But I get it, y'know, I get why yer upset-"

"It's not an excuse." She cut in, hugging her knee's.

"I know." He chuckled. "But... y'deserve to be upset an' angry, an frustrated, I get it, but stop actin' like yer just kicked Dog, some words ain't gonna ruin ma life." Then he thought about it, when he saw her look the other way to him. "Nat, nothing you say would ever make me leave ya, unless that's what ya really wanted. But you can throw any insult at me, I ain't going nowhere...I love ya, too much to leave an' never see ya again. So stop thinking I'm gonna perish every time ya tell me to fuck off."

"Perish?" Natalia turned her head.

"Bambi taught me that word." He smirked. "She's reading the thesaurus at the moment, bin making a list of her favourite words to show ya when she's done."

"We have really smart kids." Natalia laughed.

"No surprise, their mama finished top of her class."

Natalia pouted at the fact he had remembered that.

"Come on, it's getting dark, we should find somewhere to camp for the night." He stood up.

"Wait." Natalia looked around. "Are we..."

"Come on" he grinned, helping her up.

She let him pull her up, linking their fingers together as they headed in the direction of their old Cabin.

When they had reached it, they had to work together to remember where Daryl had set the traps, but they had eventually reached the door, that was left wide open.

The pair shared a look before making their weapons comfortable in their hands, sharing a look before silently entering.

They walked around the house, but hadn't found anything or anyone, not even an walker.

"Did we close the door?" Natalia asked, when she left the twins old room.

"I did it." Daryl replied, walking around the kitchen. "Oh..."

"What?" She asked, walking towards him.

"Think I know who it was." He handed her a note.

"Oh..." Natalia's eyes flew down the paper, reading it. "Leah decided to swing by, but she's joined a group, least she's happy." She shrugged, dropping the note back down. "So... got the house to ourselves, got time to kill, whatcha wanna do?" Natalia asked, looking up at him through her lashes, slowly undoing her belt of weapons.

"I dunno" He lied, setting his crossbow down, as well as the backpack. "Alex say anything else about popping yer stitches?"

"Since when do I listen to anyone?"

"Can think of a few times." He stepped toward her, caging her between himself and the counter.

"Hmm, I might need a refresher." She placed her hands on his shoulders, smirking up at him.

"Jump." And she did, being sat on the counter.

He bowed his head, kissing her hard, and she responded, her hands moved to around his neck, and then her fingers were in his hair, holding him close to her. His own had rested on her thigh, pinching and squeezing at the flesh.

"This what you had in mind?" He asked, leaning his head against hers as he caught his breath.

"Yep." She pulled him in again.

The hand on her thigh was drifting higher and higher, till he was flicking the buttons of her jeans open, the ones he had to help do up, due to her cast.

She bucked her hips at the anticipation of his touch.

"Patience, baby." He let out a huff close to a laugh. "Lift yer ass."

She did as he said, slightly leaning forward as he yanked off her offensive clothing, though he left her in her panties.

His kisses had trailed to her throat as he began to rub her through the fabric.

Natalia smacked her head against the cupboard as an moan escaped her lips.

"Careful." He grunted, into her skin, his free hand cupping the back of her head, but he hadn't let up in the slightest.

"Don't stop." She sighed.

"Naw, got a better idea." He lifted his head, kissing her forehead, though his fingers hadn't stopped, he hadn't kissed her again, she was about to open her eyes to see what he was gonna do, but then they screwed up tighter, when her panties was pushed aside and he licked along her slit.

"Daryl, fuck." She groaned at not only the shock but how good it felt.

His arms wrapped around her waist as he continued to lick and suck, drawing out mewls and whines from the woman.

Her sounds hadn't deterred him, though, or made him pick up his pace, it almost felt like punishment, if it wasn't so pleasurable.

"Taste S'good." His words vibrated against her, sending her even further to that edge.

And when he started pumping his fingers in her, her body convulsed as she let go of her release, and he lapped it all up, like a dog in heat.

"Oh, god." She whimpered, breathless.

He stood tall, once again, she opened her eyes to look at him, and then her cheeks flushed at how fucking shameless he was, as she dripped from his chin.

"What?" He asked, wiping at it, then he did something that near made her climax, again, he sucked his finger clean.

She scrambled to reach for his belt, struggling to undo it.

He kissed her cheek before helping with the removal of his own jeans and boxers.

"S'fucking beautiful." He cupped her face with one hand, the other was using her wetness to slicken up his dick.

"Shut up and fuck me." She pulled his face in, so she could kiss him again.

"Yes, Ma'am." She bit his lip as he spoke. But he did as was requested, he slid himself into her entrance.

He grunted as she let out another whimper.

He slowly pulled out, before slamming back in, relentlessly.

"Mhmmm." She threw her head back once again, not caring about the headache that would ensue.

He didn't say anything, this time, but his hand was back behind her head as he continued his pace, chasing his own high.

He kissed down her neck, once again, as his thrusts got more desperate, marking her.

"They gon' know what's fucking mine, don' even wan' 'em looking at ya." He scoffed as he imprinted on her.

"Mhm, Daryl, all yours." She chewed at her lip, her eyes rolling to the back of her skull.

It took great strength to pull out, but Daryl had surprisingly managed it, but he had managed to hold on till she had her second orgasm of the day.

Natalia pushed his own hand away, so she could finish him off, it was the least she could do, though she was limited to only one hand, but it hadn't seemed to matter to him, when his seed had splattered all over her bare legs, she'd think it was rather pathetic if she wasn't so in love with him.

"Oops." She commented, swiping a finger at the liquid, getting her revenge when she sucked her own finger clean, looking up at him, at his stone faced expression, she was pretty sure he was holding his breath, too.

She then lifted her tank top over her head, wiping at the rest of it.

Natalia then hopped off the counter, letting her boobs bounce that little extra, as she got to the ground.

"Think it's time for bed." She smiled, taking his hand and heading towards their old room.

"Uh huh." He gulped, following, he always followed her, and he always will.

As they walked down the hallway, she swung her arms around his neck, kissing him as she led him backwards, he responded, kissing her back one hand on her hip, the other gripping her ass.

When they had reached their room, he lifted her, throwing her on the bed.

"Daryl!" She laughed, sitting up on her elbows, her legs bent at the knee.

He got on the bed, crawling up her body, laying himself between her legs, his arms supporting him as he open-mouthed kissed her.

She couldn't help smiling as she returned it, she felt like she was in heaven, everything about him clouding her senses made the bed feel like a cloud.

He had gone back to kissing her neck, then her collarbone, peppering kisses all the way to her chest.

"Glad these are all mine, again." He murmured, squeezing at her right breast as he licked, nipped and kissed her left one.

Natalia let out a giggle, her back arched, and her hand was in his hair, once again, massaging at the scalp, whenever she realised she had been pulling at the root.

But soon, she had enough, flipping them over, so that she sat on top of him.

This time, she caged him in, her hands on each side of his head.

He looked up at her, taking in her beauty, his beautiful woman.

But then he let his eyes stray down to her lower abdomen.

He wet his lips as he traced the scarring, but her hand stopped him, quickly.

"Don't ruin it." She told him. "Don't ruin a good night."

"Nat, I ain't ever thought u wern' perfect, even when you took a dip in that walker sewage shit for a few cans."

She rolled her eyes, but didn't say anything in response.

"I don' get jealous, cause that'd mean I don' trust ya, an' y'know I do, we bin partners fer years, since Georgia, an' I always trusted ya. But what I don' like, is having ta share the same view, I ain't never liked sharing my things, an' I don' like those fuckers lookin' at yer." He brushed her hair over her shoulder. "There's a reason people give ya shit, cause they don' believe the stories 'bout ya. Yer beautiful. Too beautiful to be living in a world like this. Least now, people ain't gonna question what they hear." He traced the stitches along her cheek, with such care and gentleness, which didn't look like him at all, except for when he was with her.

She shuddered at the touch, closing her eyes.

"An' still, yer the most graceful, precious, beautiful-" He repeated what seemed to be his favourite word of the night, once again "- person in this whole damn world, an' anyone who's seen yer In action, they're the ones who share what you've done, twins told me how you have a fan club, kids in their class didn't believe them when they told them that The Natalia Dixon was their mom, despite them being your carbon copies, you're legendry. You missed out on all of Hilltop and kingdom's people rallying at me, just to ask if you were good. No one think's yer weak, 'specially people who know you. You look fucking badass, yer still hot as shit."

A small smile crept onto her face.

"You're a liar, Daryl Dixon, when you told me you were bad at words." She bent, capturing his face, kissing him, deeply.

"Lied to ya, 'bout most things."

"Oh, really, now? Do care to share." She sat up again, adjusting herself on top of him.

"Can't. Classified stuff."

She raised a brow, as she waited.

"Fine, you remember when ya had that dinner with fucking Milo, an' Eve."

"Yeah?"

"You were making fun of me fer never havin' a girlfriend... an' you said "She'll come around someday, you deserve to be happy, something bullshit about romance an' being happily ever after."

"Get on with it, Prince Charming."

"I said "Maybe." to shut you up. But I knew that you were that girl, an' I knew that the answer was yes or no, no maybe, cause if I didn't have you, I'd never know what love is. But you were too busy with Eve's bio dad. I was jealous then."

"I knew it!" She laughed, kissing him.

"He was doin' better than me, I couldn't even compliment you without debating with the idea of leaving Alexandria and never returning."

"I told you a bunch of times that I was never interested in him." She scoffed.

"Yet he still gotta kiss you first."

"Actually, if you remember, I kissed you first, then him... the same day, but still, you were first, and I was just being nice to him that time, he didn't get the full Natalia Moore experience."

"The Natalia Moore experience?" It was a turn for Daryl to raise a brow, his lip slightly raising.

"Yeah, y'know." She bit her lip, rolling her hips slightly. "Usually, you gotta be naked to get the full effect, which few have managed, it's a rare prize to win." She rolled them again, the small smile turning into a full smirk.

"Yer telling me." He adjusted himself under her.

"Yeah, had many attempts, but you gotta be a certain type to win." She bounced slightly, earning a grunt from the man under her, when she sat back down.

His hands had returned back to her ass, massaging the skin.

"Type?"

"Yeah... y'know I got a type." She placed her good hand on his chest, holding his side as she continued to wiggle around, ever so slightly. "Ruggedly handsome, but like in the way where he doesn't care what he looks like, typa man who gets shit done, accent, the accent's important." She finally raised from him, leading his dick to her pussy, and fell back down with a deep sigh. "He- he's got this sexy look about him, that...when he walks in the room no one can help but just stare at him, and the thing about it, he doesn't even realise, cause he doesn't care." She struggled to talk and breathe at the same time as she continued to move up and down, but she didn't stop. "And he's just the coolest mother fucker I've ever met, get it... mother fucker, cause I had his kids... three times." She rolled her hips extra slow as she grinned widely at her own joke.

"You're fucking awful." He shook his head, grabbing her hip hard, turning them over, once again.

"What? Its true." She wrapped her legs around him. "But, my absolute favourite thing about him, is that he carried rings around with him, everywhere, in his pocket, for a girl he was too chicken-shit to admit his feelings to."

"Stop." He growled, hiding his face in the crook of her neck, as he thrust into her, and she swore to God, that he was blushing.

"No! It's so cute!"

"Shut up." He told her, preventing her from talking, by kissing her, fucking into her fast now, hopefully so she'd stop thinking about his humiliating crush on her.

And to his delight, it had worked, when she pulled away, gasping and whimpering loudly, reaching her third climax of the night.

When they had finished, and got cleaned up, Natalia snuggled into him, kissing along the tattoo of her name, his arm slung over her.

"I never thought I'd find someone who'd love me as much as you make me feel loved." She admitted, quietly. "Or find someone who'd be the father that my kids deserve, makes them lunches, safety backpacks, and remembers what they're reading." She scrunched her face up as she thought about it. "I got so fucking lucky."

"Ya didn't get lucky." His voice was raspy, as he spoke, gently trailing his fingers up her arm. "Y'just gave me a chance."

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[unladielike]

So since it has been brought to my attention some rumours have been circulating about me, I just wanna make a few things clear.

First off, I did not supposedly stalk anyone's blog for years.

If need be, I can even provide my IP address (aka self-dox myself) to prove any screencaps to be false, but I'm nowhere near obsessive enough to check somebody's blog everyday. Like, sure, I might visit blogs of ex-mutuals every once in a blue moon out of curiosity, but contrary to popular belief, tumblr doesn't take up 90% of my time and at best, I would maybe lurk on COAR to read new confessions or refresh my dash once per day just in case non-active partners of mine have returned.

If anything, my time has been mostly comprised of going to work and grinding mobile gachas; in fact, should I notice I have replies to write, I will log in, throw my replies into the queue/save written replies in my drafts folder to queue later, and then fuck off to do other stuff. Honestly, provided someone has beef with me, it's unlikely I would know why unless my encounter with them on tumblr had been rather recent.

To my knowledge, I haven't harassed anyone off of tumblr.

Now, did I have spats with my own fair share of people over the eight or nine years I have been on this hellsite? Yes. Have I made vague posts about ex-mutuals, unintentionally ghosted others, privately vented to friends about people from the RPC I personally can't stand, and commented on COAR confessions? Also, yes.

But that being said, the only one I've ever sent anon hate to was myself and if I played a part in somebody deactivating their blog or quitting tumblr roleplay altogether, then that's certainly news to me, because I don't like participating in public smear campaigns, to the point where I even avoid name dropping certain users in my rules or PSAs I've made. Heck, the way I see it, I can only ever recall myself being relentlessly harassed/bullied, because when it comes to me for some reason, people on this site sadly don't know how to block and move on like normal people.

I also have never encouraged anyone to delete their blogs or chase them out of the RPC and have only ever reported one person due to the fact they would not stop posting about me/attempt to provoke me into engaging in drama on a site that we both frequent despite having me blocked; therefore, I have no idea where the narrative of me harassing people off of tumblr even comes from. Besides, I'm nowhere near popular enough to influence whatever following I have to dog pile on whoever I have grievances with, let alone have many people who would go to bat for me each time I'm being unfairly criticized. Honestly, the one time someone did call out my harasser, it was something I had no control over and they did so without my permission, to the point where I did privately tell them to stop url-dropping me and engaging with this person on my behalf... because again, I just wanted to be left alone.

Furthermore, I make it very clear to mutuals I've vented to that they don't have to unfollow/block roleplayers I've had bad experiences with... so I'm not sure if this is merely a case of the Mandela Effect rearing it's ugly head, individuals making up bad faith reasons to dislike me, or an issue of mistaken identity (especially since I'm likely not the only one who goes by the mun handle, 'Livi', and it has happened before where somebody had wrongly assumed a blog belonged to another person).

Of course, it's possible I could have forgotten stuff, as I have had more than three blogs over the years, so naturally, I won't remember all the OOC posts I have ever shared, let alone every instance before 2022 where I have been involved in drama... but regardless, I refuse to take accountability for things I have never done unless you personally come to me off anon with screenshots that provide evidence.

#drama tw #⸾ ❖︎ ⸾ ( OUT OF ) ⤹ •• 𝕗𝕒𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟. #║▌ ⧼ ⸢ ʚɞ ⸣︳p̲u̲b̲l̲i̲c̲ ̲s̲e̲r̲v̲i̲c̲e̲ ̲a̲n̲n̲o̲u̲n̲c̲e̲m̲e̲n̲t̲. ⧽ ― THIS SHOULD COME WITH SUBTITLES IN REAL LIFE. #[ the rest of this post is hidden underneath a read more in case people would prefer to scroll past ooc posts revolving around drama ] #[ BUT HONESTLY Y'ALL... i'm tired and just wish people would talk to me if they have an issue instead of keeping tabs on my blogs ] #[ and thinking i somehow wouldn't notice if they vagued about me especially after passive aggressively responding to almost all my takes ] #[ on a public platform where everyone could see ] #[ and mind you... this isn't me 'playing the victim' or 'virtue signalling' for my brain genuinely draws a blank whenever i attempt to ] #[ recall things i've been FALSELY accused of so i'm inclined to believe i did nothing wrong ] #[ still anyone who thinks otherwise IS welcome to change my mind as i am open to discussion! ]

[genderqueerdykes]

i don't wanna try to like. idk, minimize the struggles of people with queerer genders than mine but like as a trans lesbian who follows a lot of men dni blogs. idk... if i say "men don't interact" i almost only ever mean like, genderstable cis binary men. like. it's not about wanting people to fit into very specific boxes it's a frustration with non queer people fetishizing lesbians, stealing content from us, repackaging our content for straight consumption. and i am plural in a single gender system so i both understand the system struggles and can't quite relate but. is it really that hard not to interact with a blog. i feel like there's an assumption that everyone's personal online space should be open to everyone and some people just don't want that. like there's other blogs. at the same time i feel like this is probably unconvincing. like if someone put "people who are cis straight men at all time dont interact" it wouldn't really fix the problem from the perspective of people who have an issue.

i guess it's just not about singling out a single gender and deciding anyone even slightly involved in that gender is evil, but about the recognition that there are people out there that have privilege over us, and have proven themselves incapable of not committing violence when we let them anywhere near us.

women dni doesn't make sense to me unless it's literally gay men trying to ward off fujoshis tho.

i get what u are saying! i think everyone is free to determine what the DNI is on their blog, and i think it's fine if u have personal reasons for wanting to do so. it's just good to keep in mind that it's the internet so a lot of ppl won't see that DNI, even if you include it in the body of a post, because a lot of ppl don't know what that means, even now, and if you don't include it in the body of a post, it can be deleted from tags, and most ppl don't check the OP of every single post they RB

moreso what i have an issue with is like. making ppl feel like they are not welcome in a space they rightfully belong in due to their identity as though it's the obvious answer. again, everyone is allowed to establish boundaries, and i don't think it's an issue to want to try to weed out folks that could potentially harm you, you can just end up shooting someone you like in the foot without realizing it. it's a hard balance to achieve unless u wanna have friends that are all within the same identity range in which case that's fine literally anyone is free to determine their boundaries on their blog

what i'm trying to stress is making sure ppl are expressing their boundaries in a clear and safe manner that doesn't make ppl feel like their identity is somehow a problem for every single person who shares the same identity cuz that's not the case! but again like. i'm literally not gunna tell someone else how 2 run their blog, like. i just block ppl that seem unnecessarily hostile, or if i think me identifying partially as a man and woman is gonna be a problem or what have u. i utilize the block button a lot, its honestly the only thing that makes this website navigable LOL

#asks #answers

[brawlqueen]

PSA * !

while i don't need or really....like? to make these posts, and i try not to be personal unless my mutuals are people that i am comfortable sharing it, but i've definitely been struggling to write period. writer's block, call it what you will, but it's definitely been causing me anxiety when it shouldn't. so i decided to start replaying uchikoshi games of course, i just finished ai.tsf and am onto a.ini, as much as i have some gripes with it, oh well, we make our own canon - but i wanted by choice, to kinda explain that.

one thing that's really really important to me is mutual communication. that doesn't translate to: 'tell me everything that's going on and every personal detail. ' it just means, i feel that if something is up with me that's affecting my fun on the dashboard, then i wanna just bring it up.

most of my friends here know i've been having a lot of social anxiety. which is kinda weird for me since i'm a fairly confident / extroverted person! but you know what that's okay, but i've been kind of a ghost on my discord. i keep second guessing everything i say to most everyone, and it has nothing to do with a single person, there's nothing wrong i feel about any of my friends. i'm just /anxious/.

i also, am just accepting that due to some personal health issues, nothing major, (ex: insomnia amped up, for mental reasons ) that my adhd is all over the place. most of the time when i get to be home i'm snuggling my bear uh -- i mean, my rescue great pyrenees sasha or just doing 'icon therapy' which is me making batches of screencaps and converting them to icons.

i'm not ignoring anyone, and i just don't know what to really say right now in a lot of conversations. i stumble over my typing and delete little sentences because my anxiety has been so bad. but also for me, with that adhd, sitting in it is infinitely worse, and i'm sorry if this sounds like i'm complaining. i just like being upfront!

so yeah, dm buddies i'm not ignoring you, or purposefully being slow. roleplay partners / friends, new mutuals waiting on meme asks or threads, hell even mizuki's birthday stuff, which is FOREVER btw to this stan, i am not trying to make it seem i'm disinterested or quite frankly i don't drop threads unless you would like me to. i just may not be at the speed you like. and that's okay! we meet each other half way.

but yeah i kinda really have wanted to address this because i can feel mizuki kinda coming back if that makes sense? there's so much to explore with her, but even mutuals i don't even know that i dearly want to interact with, please know you can send random asks or throw people at mizuki any time. i know this isn't a job. i know not to force myself, and trust me, i don't.

but i just...didn't want to leave the wrong impression that may be 'lily's ignoring me / lily dropped our stuff / ' it isn't so much bluntly, for anyone as much as it is me wanting to tell you i just don't operate that way i guess? i wouldn't treat someone like that. everyone has their way of operating on this site and as long as it's not hurtful i think it's fair and valid. i just wanted to explain. for myself, and hopefully clear up if anyone is confused about me.

i appreciate everyone's patience and the talent they bring to the dash, even if i don't know your muse(s), but i do know that i followed you for a reason so please be patient with me as i get through this. i think writing is so relaxing for me, so slowly feeling mizuki come back is a very, very comforting thing. she's my favorite girl ever, the girl ever period for me, and i never aim to make this a job.

so i'm gonna be gentle to myself and these asks and threads you might go 'well that was ages ago' and that's okay. what's important for me is that my intentions are always clear, and hopefully, always seen as they are as best i can: well meaning. that said, since i don't wanna make this a job, please don't do it either okay? - lily.

#also uh...this might be personal but my c-ptsd is p bad lately? #i'm functioning with it but it definitely leaks into social anxiety. #so if i've been weird on discord it is NOT you. #i'm happy with everyone! #i just am...kinda weird rn LOL. #𝐏𝐒𝐀 *ೃ༄ do you wanna get your ass kicked? #𝐎𝐎𝐂 *ೃ༄ what looks gone but comes back even stronger. #cw: ptsd #i never rly talk about any problems i have bc i just have it ingrained that i'm a burden if i do #i'm workin' on it!

[chubbyheadquarters]

Updated: Sept 24

I JUST WANNA MAKE SOMETHING CLEAR-

I was a bit stumped about it at first, but I've decided that I'll write NSFW too, so minors 👁👁 please don't look. If I see any minors interacting with any NSFW posts. I will block you. I REALLY don't like blocking people, so please don't make me.

Other than that-

Hello! ٩( ᐛ )و

Just a quick note that this blog will be more about the writing aspect, so headcanons, oneshots and links/updates on AO3 stories, along with recommendations of stories will be posted here!

Another note!

I write SPECIFICALLY for chubby readers, since-

I am a chubby girl myself and I can't find any x chubby reader fics from/for my fandom to save my life- (´༎ຶ ͜ʖ ༎ຶ `)♡

Granted, some people may see it as a simple weight change, but for me, it's the feeling of REALLY being included in the story.

These lines from a bunch of fics I've read-"His shirt fit loosely on you", and "he wrapped his arms around your thin waist", "your small frame" or "He picked you up with ease", etc-don't fit me and I know I'm not the only one.

If a fic usually doesn't clarify that it has a chubby reader, then it's USUALLY a skinny or medium-sized person. I just wanna give me and my chubby fellas a chance, y'know? ┐(シ)┌

And please don't take this the wrong way & please don't think I'm attacking you if you write like this I swear I'm not! Everyone's allowed to write for whatever fandom they want and with whatever body type they wanna write for! I'm just stating that this blog is focused on specifically chubby/plus sized readers.

I write Platonic Readers! For example, if someone requests being just best friends with a certain character, or having a sibling dynamic with another character, then it's all good! 👌🏽

I also write for Yandere characters/situations! If the situation asked for IS uncomfortable to write, I have the right to deny it.

I also do genderbend! I don't see it done much, which is cool! But I'm a dumb little hoe so- ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Final thing! I also write for monsters! I write for skeletons and demon monkeys 😑 Basic stuff, like werewolves, vampires, mermaids/merman, hybrids, etc!

I'll write for certain characters for certain medias since it's the only thing I feel I can actually write without making the characters OOC. (´･ω･`)

🐵MONKIE KID🐵

Sun Wukong

Macaque

MK

Mei

Red Son

Spider Queen

Syntax

Maybe the others too if they're requested enough 👀

I WILL NOT write for LMK NeZha, due to the controversy of his age. I've seen many discussions on it, from all sides, mainly from those who are Chinese. And all I have to say is that I don't wanna touch that shit with a 10 foot pole.

Monkey King: Reborn, Hero is Back & Ne'Zha Reborn Sun Wukong are also a go! I just watched the movies and I am quaking 👀 If you guys have any Sun Wukong movies or game characters that're fleshed out enough to be written, PLEASE send them my way.

🌌WAKFU🌌

Yugo

Dally

Eva

Goultard

Joris

Count Harebourg

Oropo

If there's other characters that are requested, then I'll see who they are and if I can write for them.

Maybe I'll do Transformers in the future! I've only seen Transformers Prime, so I'll need to expand my knowledge first. I mean, unless y'all want some Prime stuff 👀. I'll probably watch Animated and read the comics soon-(Hopefully, I've dropped the damn thing twice-😔)

Now for the big boy-😥

💀Undertale💀

I'll write for it and certain AUs. The AUs follow as below(Sans nickname 1st, Papyrus 2nd)

Undertale (Vanilla and Creampuff)

Underfell (Red and Edge)

Underswap (Blue and Stretch)

Fellswap (Raspberry and Rus)

Swapfell (Black and Cash)

Fellswap!Gold (Wine and Coffee)

Horrortale (Axe and Sugar)

The Outertale AUs count too, but it's best not to ask for something that includes, for example, Undertale Sans and Outertale Sans since they'll basically be the same.

Outer nicknames include:

Outertale (Cosmic and Nebula)

Outerswap (Orion and Atlas)

Outerfell (Comet and Sirius)

Also including specific characters include:

Error

Geno from Aftertale

Passive!Nightmare and Dream from Dreamtale

Cross from XTale

Killer

Dust from Dusttale

And to be honest, I'm at a bit for a dilemma when it comes to if I should include Ink, Evil!Nightmare and Fresh. Since Ink doesn't have a soul to feel. Granted he has the ink he drinks to emulate the emotion he wants to feel but idk- (´⌒｀;)

Fresh is parasitic monster that lacks emotions and jumps from different hosts so writing him romantically might be a bit of a problem.

Evil Nightmare searches for negative energy, as it's said that positive emotions make him weak. (╯︵╰)

I try my best to stay on track with how characters would canonically react, along with a dash of what I think they would do. But if there's enough asks, then I'll try my best to write them! ଘ(੭ ᐛ )♡

Other potential AUs

Underlust

Storyshift

Mafiatale

Underpatch

I haven't read Underlust or Storyshift, but if there's enough requests for them, then I'll do my best to read through their stories/find information and write for them.

I'm having a bit of trouble finding concrete information for the bottom two, so they might be a bit more tricky to write about. (•ิ_•ิ)

As far as rules go, just don't send anything rude, k?

Also, please specify if you want Angst, Romance or Platonic/ if you want Headcanons or a One Shot.

Other than that, this post will update every once in a while if I decide to add or negate something, so keep an eye out! (≧∇≦)/

Sorry if there are spelling errors! Have a good day!

#undertale #wakfu #lmk #lmk x reader #lmk x y/n #wakfu x reader #undertale x reader #chubby reader #x reader #x chubby reader #undertale x chubby reader #wakfu x chubby reader #lmk x chubby reader #lego monkie kid

[f1rst-man]

🤘Rules of Heaven🤘

😇please read about my character on wiki if you wish to know them. I will not be going into detail about every one but I will post headcanons sometimes

💛oh and I'm a multishipper but mostly ship guitarduck and guitarspear so deal with it

🐤I follow back from my main. You do not have to follow my main back but I would like it if you followed this blog at least back

🧊just to make it clear I dont do rps in dms . I rp in threads, asks or posts. Ask around if you do not know what that means.

🔥Rp meme tag: coming soon (look this tag up to see my list of rp memes and use one! You can even use anon! Send one in go for it! Also these rp memes NEVER expire just make sure to specify what meme you were using)

✨️I don't like pe*os, proshi*pers (the ones who are pushy about it), or people who hurt animals . Please leave if you are any of the sort .

👑I don't like mpreg, pedo shit, or anything proship so like gross illegal crap. Those would be my no nos

☀ and no you may not follow me if you just reblog my rp memes and fanart I post. You need to interact if you follow me okay. No one likes people like that. Don't I know it.

🕶also.. I try to read rules cuz I get unsure if people are even ok w my subject matter at times it gets dark and gory. It's why I prefer 18+ peeps.

🎸I will tag triggers but you must tell me which ones

🎶 I'm ace so I may feel uncomfortable with too adult of romance rps (must I say it) so romance is ok but boundaries are important. Edit: I'm better w romance and sexual ones even. But I just may not be good at it.

⭐️don't be rude! Haters in my inbox are not welcome. If you are here to cause trouble. Leave now.

🍖if you have a issue with me simply block me I will not take any more drama in my bubble

🥤please do me a favor and if you drop a rp let me know ahead of time. It hurts to just see people abandon rps I'm in with them. It makes me feel as if they hate me. It hurts. Please tell me in dms why you are doing it and do not just drop them without warning. I like to know what I did wrong so I can fix it for future threads. Always wanting to improve my skills as a rper.

🦬respect lgbtq here cuz mun is bi and ace and genderfluid any people against it leave now.

🪶do not dm mun UNLESS WE ARE GOOD GOOD MUTUALS I will not respond to random dms

👼I rp from these blogs out of enjoyment and as a extra hobby, I do have times when I'm not online cuz I do got a life so. I'm sorry if it's takes long to reply sometimes! I do my best! All I ask is you be patient with me! I do this for fun . Not as a career. I do not get paid.

💀also its sometimes hard to tell who's willing to reply back if I send something and who will just ignore me. Which. It happens a lot and. Upsets me. A lot . Makes me feel like shit. Don't make me feel that way maybe interact more w me and I'll be like oh this person likes my muse ill interact more..I'm just cautious..yknow?

💫NO godmodding! Respect each other's characters!

🙏can't believe I must say this but, COMMUNICATION IS KEY. TELL ME IF A RP ISNT WORKING OUT BEFORE YOU JUST DROP IT. TELL ME IF YOU HATE ME AND I WONT FOLLOW OR INTERACT W YOU. SAME GOES FOR IF YOU DONT PLAN ON REPLYING TO ANYTHING I SEND YOU. TELL ME. I WILL STOP. I WILL GET IT AND NOT GET MY HOPES UP FOR NOTHING. DONT BE A JERK. TALK.

🍎this blog is 18+ only cuz this fandom here is for adults only

☁️respect my hcs as well NO MATTER WHAT

#rules: heavenly commands

[voxmortuus]

Please Read

So, I want to share with you a few things. Rules for Requesting, a little FAQ, and Will and Won't Write List. I've been meaning to make this, and I have a separate page for it, but not many people think of visiting said page because not many people use them. So I figured I would also post this here. If you ever have any questions, don't ever hesitate to send me an anon ask if you want to ask without revealing yourself, or just drop an inbox. Sorry for the long post.

1. You must be 18+. I will not accept a request from someone who comes off as anything less than 18. This is for my own safety and the safety of my blog. I cannot stress this enough! Minors DO NOT INTERACT (DNI).

2. Please be respectful. I know you want your request filled and you’re eager to see the finished product, but please request with respect. Don’t assume I’m going to take your request because it’s blunt and to the point. You have manners, please use them. I frequently get demands rather than requests. Please use your manners I cannot stress that enough.

3. Please be patient with your request. Sometimes it takes me a day or three to get it out. You are not ignored. I tend to put your requested fic in your ask. If you feel the need to inbox me repeatedly about your request because it’s genuinely taking me a bit, we will have issues. Please, keep in mind I am not a machine. Remember I write for you not for myself.

4. Please try to keep it Character x Reader. Sometimes I will do a character X OC or Character x Character but I tend to write Character x Reader more.

5. To fall in line with number one. Please have your age in your bio if you are going to interact with my work. Ageless and blank blogs will be blocked. Your age is not private information. And it is to keep us both in the clear. Minors interacting with NSFW/Adult content is illegal and I would rather avoid the law okay? So just put your age in your bio… or at least some indication of it… and just putting No minors or 18+ doesn’t really count.

Q. Do you have a masterlist?

A. I do. It's right here.

Q. Do you write for anything other than Hannibal.

A. Yes I do! Don’t ever hesitate to send me new characters, or even RPF requests! I write so much Hannibal at times I dread writing! So please! Give me breaks! Send me your people! Whether I’ve watched, played or heard of them before I will do it. I pride myself on not limiting what or who I write for, while I have my popular ones that are requested (Hannibal being a popular request) I do not like to limit myself, if I am unsure of a character I’ll watch a movie, a clip and research the character and their surroundings. So if it isn’t in my masterlists and you would like to have it written don’t hesitate to ask or just send in your request.

Q. Do you write for people other than F!Reader?

A. Yes, I do, while F!Reader is easiest for me due to being one, I will write for Male, Female, Trans, Gender Neutral, you give me the right amount of details, I will write it for you not a problem. While I prefer to write F!Reader as a default, doesn’t mean I won’t write other things. 

Q. Why won’t you write HanniGram?

A. Personally, it’s not that I dislike or do not support homosexuality, I mean fuck I’m married to a woman, I am just not a fan of the pairing, just like I am not a fan of Destiel or Stucky… Now yes, some of the art is fuckin adorable, and yes some of the memes and such, but I won’t write it. It’s mostly because I prefer Character X Reader and not Character X Character. 

Q. Will you write POC?

A. Absolutely! Again, following along with the F!Reader question, you give me enough detail… I will write it out!

Q. Why don’t you add body detail to the reader?

A. I don’t want to assume the reader/requester is super thin with long hair. Or plus sized with short hair. Unless specified that reader is…. say plus sized, I’m not going to write it. Same goes for someone who doesn’t indicate that they would like the reader to be of color. I keep it neutral because I would rather the reader see themselves rather than the detail I put in there. To be it’s far more personal that way and less.. “Well that was a read killer.“ 

Q. Do you Roleplay?

A. You know what?! I DO! Now I prefer discord RP right now, I am not a fan of roleplay through Tumblr. I also RP original built characters. Now I’m not opposed to you rping as a character, but chances are I will not take on said character.

Q. Do you write RPF or AU?

A. I do. As stated above. I pride myself on not limiting what or who I write for. I’ve written a few RPF pieces and I don’t mind it at all. Just tell me what it is you’re lookin for. 

Q. Do you write things other than smut?

A. Yes! It's as simple as requesting it.

Q. How long have you been creative writing?

A. I’ve been creative writing for a very long time, let me just say my creative writing age can legally drink now! LOL I love to write, I love being creative and I love when the requester is involved and excited about it, it makes it so much more worth it to me to produce the content. I’ve been roleplaying just as long so to me, writing is almost second nature.

Okay, now, there’s not much in the way of what I will not write. So I will provide you a list of what I will not write. 

1. Minor Characters or Minor Readers

2. Pedophilia in any light. 

3. Bestiality in any light. (Monster fucking is different in my opinion… I’ll write werewolf smut anyway.)

4. The same request for different characters. 

5. I have a hard time with writing yandere readers… for some reason they piss me off, does that mean I won’t write for them? No, that just means you may end up with a shorter than usual fic if I am having a hard time with it.

Okay, now that that is out of the way. I truly have no real limits. My trigger warnings are vast. They very. 

►Yandere!Character

►Dark!Character/Fic

►Bondage

►Rape

►Murder

►CNC

►Dub-con

►Blood & Gore

►Powerplays

►Sex in public places

►Group sex

►Adult Grooming

►Stockholm Syndrome

►Sexual slavery

►Drugs & Liquor use

►Kinks - blood, daddy, breeding, pregnancy, gun, knife, military, uniform…

►You know what… When in doubt, just ask. Chances are I’ll write it!

#rules for requests #Fanfic FAQ #Will and Won't Write #What I offer #voxmortuus

[forgottenluck]

Mobile Friendly Rules

Please follow the following rules, and warnings that go along with this blog. If you ignore these warnings, these rules, and make a fuss about what I rp, or who I rp with, then you will be blocked. I make these statements very clear as to not cause confusion.

This is a semi-active, slow replies, Mutuals ONLY blog for an extreme (borderline OC) AU version of Yuri Lowell from Tales of Vesperia. 90% of the time I likely will rp him as an OC, but I would love to explore the other vesperia characters with him.

This blog will have mentions of depression, mental breakdowns, panic attacks, and other dark topics. If any of these are something you wish to not interact with, then this blog is not for you. Continue interacting at your own risk.

While I try to tag triggers, I sometimes forget, or don't realize that something is a trigger. If you would like something tagged, please let me know!

It is okay for minors to interact with me. My blog will not contain any nsfw sexual content. (any such scenes will be fade to black or vaugely explained due to my personal trauma).

Reiteration of above point, there will be NO SMUT on my blog. Romantic relationships are absolutely fine, even encouraged because I'd love to explore that. But any writing more than kissing gets put into the fade to black corner. I am not comfortable writing indepth actions due to personal trauma.

Do not, under any circumstance, take control of my character without my consent. My writing style depends heavily on their own mind and actions, so taking control of my character without notifying me first OOC is a big red flag.

Please communicate with me OOC! I need communication via muns so that I know what i’m doing isn’t taken the wrong way. I have had these issues in the past, and would like to avoid repeats. (If we've hit it off on here, and talk consistently, feel free to ask for my discord! I'm not super great at keeping up conversations, but i can try and I'd love to get to know people better!)

I do not mind becoming affiliates! However, this will happen organically. If we talk a lot OOC and rp a lot, then I likely will affiliate with you and make you a Main. Do not ASK to be mains.

I reserve the right to rp with whoever I wish. I do not pick sides. I will not choose one over the other. If you attempt to make me choose either you or someone else, unless I know you very well and we are close friends...I will likely choose the person who is not pressuring me to choose. Firefox and Chrome both have extentions that allow you to block almost all instances of a user on your blog, please use it. (the only exception to that is asks, and for that reason I do not answer asks, but instead make a new post.)

IF YOU FOLLOW ME AND I MAKE AN EFFORT TO RP WITH YOU AND TALK WITH YOU AND YOU DO NOT MAKE AN EFFORT IN RETURN I will unfollow you. I normally do not have an issue with this, but there are a few people who I have been excited to rp with and then it never go anywhere. If I see that you consistently reblog memes and starter requests without fulfilling, I will unfollow you.

The following urls and/or Muns are people I do not associate with. I do not wish them to be brought to my attention, I don't want to know about them. I have their urls blocked to where I cannot see them. I will not, however, tell you who to rp with.

-Star/Usa/whatever her url and name is now: Lots of drama happened with this person and my circle of friends. Due to her sending people to attack me and my friends via anon, I do not wish to even hear about her. This situation has been inactive for months.

-Loke: (renascii) Same reason as above though also for stealing and lieing. This situation has been inactive for months.

-Ezrile: A little bit more difficult to explain, but this person is unmedicated and mentally ill, and uses their illness as an excuse to treat others quite badly and as their personal punching machine. When called to take responsibilty for their actions, they pushed it off and have slandered my name as well as other's in order to justify their actions. This situation is still ongoing, as they continue to vague about me and another person who will remain unnamed, as well as stalk us. (I have confirmed that this person IS in fact a stalker. I would advise in avoiding this user, but will not force it. If you would like more information, send me a message and we can discuss things.)

This list will update as necessary. As stated, You may rp and interact with these people; just make sure to tag them so my blocker can get it. Please understand this is NOT a dni, I just ask if you interact with these people please make sure to tag their urls so that my blocker will pick them up.

I try not to engage in drama. I do my best to keep in my own lane. I have in the past, voiced my opinions on topics that are related to me particularly or related to people I am quite close with. However, I try to stay out of it.

Please do not pressure me in replying. I have ADHD, anxiety, and depression. All of these combined do not make a good cocktail for pressure, and if i'm pressured in interacting, replying, or other things then I get burnt out really fast. I do this because I enjoy it, so please don't take my enjoyment out of it by putting a deadline on me.

That being said, if i've taken more than a week or so to even interact with you, feel free to poke me and just give me a gentle reminder! I don't consider "hey we still good for that rp?" a pressuring measure, and I love to interact so i'd be thrilled to get a message!

I care very little about how other people run their blogs. I care very little about what topics you rp. If I enjoy talking to you, or writing with you, then I will do so. This means I do not take place in censorship culture. I will not shame you, or call you out based on what you find enjoyable. I know for a lot of people, writing and rp is a type of therapy, and most of us are adults here and can choose to disengage when something makes us uncomfortable.

If you DO happen to do something that makes me uncomfortable, I likely will unfollow, but I will at least communicate with you on why before I do. But considering I'm currently rping a bunch of trauma ridden little ones, it's highly unlikely.

Finally, a special rule: I will NOT RP with any characters from the series Tales of Symphonia or Tales of Symphonia Dawn of the New World. If you are a multimuse that has these characters on it, then as long as those rps are tagged, I'm fine. I have a bit of trauma related to the series and don't wish to revisit it.

#Rules tag