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the-ace-with-spades · 10 months

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Unhinged buddie fic idea again -- Tia Pepa starts setting up Eddie on dates but with a bit of an AU twist.

Tia Pepa starts setting Eddie up on dates. Which Buck is fine with. Obviously. Why wouldn't he be? Eddie is his best friend, he wants him to be happy. He's also straight and maybe Buck liked having him all to himself but realistically, that couldn't last forever.

Whatever. He can get over it. Or he can at least pretend he got over it.

So Eddie is complaining at the firehouse about another set-up date and Buck tries to be positive and encouraging and says something about how Eddie could at least give them a chance - even if every word is said through gritted teeth.

And Eddie is appalled and says something along the lines of, "Maybe my tia should be setting you up, if you're so open to the idea." And everyone from the team claws at the idea, teasing Buck about being single and wanting to marry into the Diaz family through Eddie's cousin or something (which, a bit too close to the truth, ha).

Eddie finds the idea so hilarious that he tells Pepa about it. And regrets it not a minute later when she says, "Why not? I could set your Buck up with someone nice."

This actually makes Eddie grit his teeth, there's just something that makes him itch, even just thinking about Buck going out with any of the women Eddie went out with---Just no.

What he doesn't know is, Tia Pepa goes over his head on this --- just calls Buck (because of course she has his number, he's family and Eddie's and Chris's emergency contact). She sweet-talks Buck into it over the phone, telling him how Eddie told her about how he's single and how she knows just the right person for Buck and it'll be nice to keep Buck close in the family if it works out.

Obviously, Buck is skeptical --- there's just one Diaz he wants to be with and he's unavailable --- but then Pepa keeps on going how she knows just his type and how he's not going to regret it and just one date never harmed anyone and, well, Buck caves in because he's weak against most Diazes it seems.

He doesn't tell anyone about it. Not even Eddie. It's probably just going to be one date that he'll ruin like he always does and the girl will tell Pepa all about it and then Pepa won't even bother to set up another poor girl with him.

He gets a text with the place and time, a small hole-in-the-wall place that's just about Buck's thing, and an ominous message with Addy will wait for you there, look out for a red bandana.

And Buck is expecting some cute girl in dungarees and with a bandana holding up her hair but when he enters the place, it's almost dead and there's just some elderly couple, a group of teens, and a guy. A guy in jeans, a white t-shirt, sunglasses, and with a red bandana tied around his neck.

Turns out Addy is short for Adam, not Adelina or Adriana like Buck thought.

Adam is also gorgeous. Dark hair, chocolate eyes, tan skin, fit and strong. Addy has a six-year-old daughter, is no longer in contact with his ex-husband, works as a nurse in the ER, loves quiet indie places, and would love to travel the world every chance he has.

When after the date --- which goes on for so long the cafe's owner has to ask them to leave because they're closing --- Buck calls Pepa to tell her how it went and when can't really make his mouth produce words, she just tells him, "I told you I know your type, mijo."

Needless to say, Eddie finds out about that fast because Addy is his cousin and texts him for ideas for a second date with 'his friend Buck.'

His brain resets. Then restarts. Then resets again.

He did not know that about Buck. He would've known that about Buck.

He's calling his tia before he knows it and demanding answers.

Eddie, well, Eddie is fuming inside but Buck seems happy and Addy seems happy and they're both good guys so he shuts up whatever unreasonable, surprising anger he's boiling with and helps Addy prepare a date --- tells him about the water show in the aquarium he was planning on taking Buck and Chris to.

But the day of the show comes and Buck isn't answering his texts and he's just walking in circles around the kitchen table and before he realizes what he's doing, he's packing Chris into the car and, "Oh, look at that, what a coincident we're meeting you here."

He feels like an absolute madman when Addy tells him, when Buck and Chris are distracted by colorful fish, "If you didn't want me to date him, you could have just said so."

And a couple of days later both Pepa and Buck are at Eddie's for dinner and he feels like an absolute asshole when Pepa tells Buck Addy doesn't want another date. For about five minutes, that is, because after that Pepa looks Eddie straight in the eyes, he swears, and says brightly, "Don't worry, I know plenty of young single men that are just your type, Evanito."

The history repeats, obviously, and Eddie uses Chris to just 'run' into Buck on his date with another of his cousins. At some point, his cousins probably start to warn each other about it because they stop talking to Eddie about Buck's favorite activities and foods.

But they tell Buck the date places. And Buck tells at least one person on the team, always, and Eddie might be a madman but he's a madman on a mission so he always tricks the info out of someone -- Chim is usually the easiest and Hen won't admit but she likes to gossip about people's love lives. He even manages to trick Bobby into telling him where Buck is on his next date under the disguise of concerned 'Buck sure is going on a lot of dates lately,' etc. and Bobby actually falls for it and Eddie feels guilty about it until he hears Buck is going on a date with his godawful cousin Marco.

(Meanwhile, every time Buck 'runs' into Eddie on a date, he's cursing the universe and its stupid, obvious signs... Like, he knows he's in love with Eddie, the universe can shut up and stop screaming at him.)

Eddie is at Pepa's again and she comes back from where she was talking to someone on the terrace and silently sits down opposite Eddie with that look and says, "So, that was Marco."

"Yes, exactly. Marco. How could you set him up with Marco of all people?"

"Well, I'm running out of candidates because someone keeps on scaring them off."

Eddie doesn't look her in the eyes. He's truly become a madman since the whole thing started happening but like hell he'll admit it.

"You know, Eddie, if you don't want Buck to date any of your cousins, there's an easy solution that will solve this dilemma and will let us keep Buck in the family."

"Pepa---"

"Tell you what, I'll set one more date for him, tomorrow at seven at that ice cream sandwich truck Chris likes," she says, raising her eyebrows pointedly. "You decide if his date stands him up or not."

He never ever again wants to see Buck going out with any of his cousins.

Which doesn't mean he isn't a coward. He doesn't tell Buck. He tries to leave the house three times, changes his clothes about six times, and by the end of it, he's late.

Buck is easy to find between people, towering over most.

Buck smiles when he sees him but it doesn't quite reach his eyes. "Let me guess, he decided it wasn't worth it and backed out last minute," he sighs. "And Tia Pepa sent me a personal cheer squad to humor me up and pay for my ice cream."

"No, he's here," Eddie says because the it's me doesn't want to leave his mouth.

"Oh," Buck says, and his shoulders don't look so slumpy anymore but he still doesn't look, well, happy. "Where is he then?"

Eddie makes an elaborate wave with his arm and deadpans, "Ta-da."

There's a moment when those big baby blues blink at Eddie dumbly and Eddie swears Buck stops breathing for a few seconds before finally managing to push out, "Oh."

#chris is a willing participant in this I believe #originally this was supposed to be pepa setting buck with one of eddie's sisters btw and eddie being jealous as hell #buddie #911 fox #911 abc #evan buck buckley #eddie diaz #pepa diaz #she's the MVP here really #fic ideas I'll never write #its free real estate people take it away and do whatever you want with it #fic ideas #op #charlie writes

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canonicallyobserving911 · 2 months

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Buck & Eddie: They're Soulmates!

Buck and Eddie share a once in a lifetime love of each other's lives type of love that transcends space and time.

The love they share is not platonic, it's romantic and the natural chemistry they have is OFF THE CHARTS.

There are people who wish they could have one tenth of the love they share with each other and that's why over the years, the show has made it a point to highlight and compare their love interests against the other one as a way to prove Buck and Eddie are meant for each other.

Therefore, can it once and for all be acknowledged that the possible reason why NONE of Buck’s previous relationships with AC, AM, TK and ND never worked was because THEY WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO?

The same goes for Eddie because NONE of his relationships ever worked either including the one he had with Chris' mother. SD, AF and now M (who the show still hasn't given a last name and that speaks volumes as to how long she'll possibly be around) didn’t or won't work for Eddie because THEY WEREN'T/AREN'T SUPPOSED TOO EITHER?

It's interesting to see all these takes on how some people view their previous relationships with those women through rose colored glasses and saying things like they could have been great if... (_______ fill in the blank with whatever randomness you'd like). The point is they weren't meant to be anything but a placeholder until Buddie goes CANON.

Buck

There have been so many takes on Buck and TK being perfect because they were cute together but did everyone who thinks that forget she was willing to throw the 118 and their captain under the bus in 2x6? Don't even try to rebutt it with logic from that fake redemption arc that was included in 5x7 for her because in 5x17 she ultimately accomplished her goal by doing exactly what she intended four years earlier when she broke a promise she made to Buck and ran with the Jonah story then wrote a raggedy book about it exactly one year later in 6x17. It's true that Buck knew who she was but he still dated her (which speaks more to his poor decision making than hers) but they both knew it was wrong from the start. They were never going to work and they were never FRIENDS. Friends don't treat each other like $hit so they can get their way then expect for you to just be ok with it and follow it up with a half @ssed apology like, "I'm sorry you're still upset about the story" 🙄. With friends like that, Buck doesn't need enemies.

AC literally ABANDONED him but there are still people who think she would have been good for him. It appears they forgot she FOUND a man with two kids in another country and in 3x18 she came back two years later to rub Buck’s face in it. She didn't even have the decency to apologize to him.

AM was the worst of all because SHE WAS NEVER THERE WHEN BUCK NEEDED HER. Was she nice, yes but she didn't know him at all and when his leg got crushed by the ladder truck in 2x18, she dipped and ABANDONED him too. But for some reason, she's being heralded as his best relationship ever which is so far from the truth it's funny sad not funny haha. She left him in his loft with a cast on his leg because she didn't know what she wanted.

ND was/is only interested in Buck because he DIED! THAT'S IT! There's nothing else to the story. She clearly COULDN'T SEE HIM because they only knew each other for two seconds so please stop romanticizing their hookup like it was some "Gone with the Wind" love story because that's a bunch of BS since they didn't and still don't know each other.

Eddie

SD was NOT the perfect wife and mother people who wanted her to stick around and coparent Chris with Eddie have made her out to be. The show clearly retconned her character in 6x15 like she was so young and she didn't deserve to die but be clear, the relationship she had with Eddie was toxic as F%ck! All they did was argue and instead of talking, they had sex. They didn't communicate and when she was ready to leave again, she thought she would have time to come back and be "someone's wife and someone's mother" (her words but notice she didn't say Chris' mother or Eddie's wife, she said someone's) but her time ran out and she didn't get the chance, hence the title of the episode she died in, "Careful what you wish for". Trust and believe she had a lot of faults and Eddie did too but her being young wasn't an excuse for her leaving Chris and not contacting him for almost 2 years. If Eddie wouldn't have contacted her about her interviewing at Durand, would she have ever come back? Who knows but probably not since she was out there living her best life like she didn't have a kid.

AF was nice but just because her and Eddie were cute together, it doesn't mean they were soulmates. Did the people rooting for them to stay together even realize that she was Chris' schoolteacher in 3x12 but she DIDN'T OFFER EDDIE ANY SUGGESTIONS ON HOW TO HELP CHRIS SKATEBOARD? That was literally her job but she was career driven which isn't a bad thing but it seemed like she was in love with the idea of being in love just like Eddie was. She was trying to avoid dealing with the issues that were prevalent in their relationship and she didn't even ask Eddie about his panic attacks to try and find out what was causing them. But she did throw them in his face when he broke up with her.

M is IN LOVE WITH HER BROTHER! It was clear she was in 6x5 when she almost kissed him on the mouth while they were in the ambulance. Also, she's a loner, hence the meaning of her name, Marisol, it literally means solitude. When Eddie met her, she was doing upgrades on her home by herself until her brother showed up and made a complete mess of things. If Eddie does try to pursue something formidable with her in season 7, everyone knows how it will end because EDDIE TOLD THE AUDIENCE IN 6X14... he'll be performing and trying not to panic and his performance anxiety will be at a level 100.

Buddie

Who's never left Buck? EDDIE!

Who loves both Eddie and Chris? BUCK!

Who takes care of Buck? EDDIE!

Who listens to Eddie? BUCK!

The list can go on and on but the point of this post is for those who chose to see what they want to see instead of what 9-1-1 has CLEARLY been depicting for Buck and Eddie over the past six years. None of Buck’s or Eddie’s love interests were written to work because they weren't/aren't supposed to.

No one has natural chemistry with them like they have with each other and it's written that way on PURPOSE!

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sturnmaee · 4 months

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Below the Table.

requested: yes!!

summary: y/n has to find a fake boyfriend who will convince her family during their fancy dinner, little do they know what’s going on below the table.

warnings: smut, fake dating trope, matt sturniolo x reader.

word count: 1,498!! (a little longer than usual)

“and you won’t believe what i said next!” i cried out to the triplets, they all stared at me while sitting on the edge of their lounge chairs.

“cmon, tell us already!” chris giggled

“you’re killing us!” nick added.

i finally calmed down my laughter and got the words out “i told them i had a boyfriend! so now i have to find one before tonight!” i cried, burring my face into my hands while still giggling.

i looked over to matt, his face an unusual shade of pink.

“you’re fuckin’ with us,” said nick while his jaw was still hanging past his knees, “you haven’t had one since freshman year!”

“i know! i know, i’m just so sick of them teasing me about it” i replied.

“well y/n, you just created yourself a shitty night!” giggled chris while getting up. i rolled my eyes teasingly, matt still sitting quietly in the corner.

“matt did you hear what y/n just said!” wheezed nick while punching his arm, bringing him back to life.

“oh, um yea” he said quietly, looking straight back down at his phone.

“oh my god. y/n, i’ve found your date for tonight.” nick said while holding matt’s shoulders and giving him a shake, “he’s perfect for you, look how cute he is!” he said while jokingly holding matt’s face.

"what, no way, i don't want to drag poor matt into my family drama" i said while staring at matt who now had an innocent smile on his face.

"i don't mind y/n, plus it will give me an excuse to get out of the house." he said eagerly while giving me a small smirk.

"are you sure matt, this means so much you don't understand!" i squealed while getting up to join him and nick. "but no funny business," i said firmly, "this is just to help me convince my family i'm not some loner."

"whatever you say princess." matt said in a joking tone, nick giggling next to him. i couldn't help but laugh with them. "i'll see you at seven."

i finally made it back to my apartment to get ready for dinner. i stood in front of my mirror in my favourite tight black dress, admiring my curves while clipping on my earrings when suddenly the doorbell rang, matt. i rushed over to the door, my heels tapping along the floor. i opened the door for him while still trying to fix my earrings.

“hey i’ll be out in a sec.” i said while focusing on grabbing my handbag and phone.

“holy shit,” matt whispered, taking in my body with his eyes, “why have i never seen you dressed like this before.” he added.

“ew matt, don’t be weird. remember this is just for tonight buddy.” i said bluntly while stepping out the door, locking it behind me. we made our way to the elevator, matt leading me by resting his hand just above my ass.

“matt get your hand off me.” i said in a jokey tone.

“hey don’t get mad at me im just trying to get into the role.” he replied while the elevator door shut behind us. i couldn’t help but laugh as his lips curled into his perfect smile.

the entrance of the restaurant was crowded with people, i could feel my nerves bubbling in my stomach. we made our way over to the large table, my family shining radiant smiles in our direction.

“oh honey!” my mother said happily while pulling me into a hug “why have you been hiding this handsome man from us?” she questioned while waving a hand at matt, his smile bigger than ever.

“it’s so nice to meet you mrs y/l/n.” matt said, his voice clear and sweet.

we made our way around the table, greeting all my family members who were more than excited to finally meet my ‘boyfriend’. matt pulled my chair out, waiting for me to sit before he did.

“such a gentleman.” i teased, his ocean eyes beaming while being hidden by his dark hair.

about an hour had passed and we all had finished our meals, the rest of my family chatting now.

the restaurant was packed tonight, chatter filling the atmosphere, i could feel my clammy palms lay in my lap while my leg bounced trying to distract myself. matt gave me a worried look before placing his rough hand onto my thigh, giving me a reassuring rub with his thumb.

“it’s okay, don’t stress.” he mouthed. i gave him a warm smile before placing my hand on top of his.

i felt his hand sneaking further up my dress, my face burning up as he brushed my now throbbing clit through my laced panties. my legs bucking below the table, a small smirk painting his face as he continued to tease me. i shot him a look before being interrupted by one of my family members.

“are we ready for the bill lovebirds?” my father said with a smile on his face, unaware of what was happening below the table.

“yes sir.” matt replied while still teasing me. i felt my breathing pick up, my core begging for release.

“alright then, it was lovely meeting you matthew, you two have an amazing night.” my parents said happily.

“are you serious matt?!” i said jokingly while watching him grip the steering wheel of the van.

“just part of my role princess.” he replied with a grin on his face.

his ring clad hands looking perfect as he pulled into the parking lot, the headlights beaming. “want me to walk you up?” he questioned. i nodded happily in response. i made my way over to the elevator, feeling his presence behind me as we got in.

“you look beautiful tonight y/n/n.” he said as the elevator dinged. a blush taking over my cheeks.

“we don’t have to pretend any more matt nobody’s around.” i joked in response while jamming the keys into my door, matt still behind me as i stepped inside.

his deep eyes meeting mine, as he unbuttoned his black tux. his hair sitting perfectly above his eyes as they take me in.

“i don’t want to pretend anymore y/n.” he said with a raspy voice making his way closer to me.

“what do you mean by that matty?” i said knowing full well what he meant, my core begging for him.

his body inches away from mine as he grabbed my hips, arching me into him, my breathing hitched at the sudden friction of his bulge pushing against me. “you know exactly what i mean, stop being such a tease.” he whispered into my ear before kissing my neck. a quiet moan slipping past my lips. before i could even respond he gripped me by my ass and carried me to my room. placing me gently on the bed not daring to break our kiss.

he pulled away roughly, “you’re sure you’re okay with this?” he asked while running a thumb over my bottom lip.

“more than okay.” i said while out of breath and trying to remove my dress.

he smiled while leaving a kiss down my neck, helping me take off my dress. my red bra and matching panties exposed. his eyes burned holes into my skin as be took me in. “god you’re gorgeous.” he said rushing to undo his belt, throwing it to the floor before removing every last bit of clothing.

his cock now in his hand, tip red and drooling with precum. his finger hooked around my soaked panties before pulling them to the side. his tip now teasing my swollen clit. before i could get a word out he had bottomed out inside me hitting places i’ve never felt before.

“oh god matt!” i whimpered while gripping the sheets for support.

my pleas only driving him more, his pace picking up as the most angelic moans left his mouth. his silky hair bouncing with every thrust.

the familiar knot was growing tighter in my core as i clawed into his back. “i’m so fucking close matt.” i managed to say in between moans of pleasure.

his thrusts growing sloppier as he gripped my breast, hard enough to bruise, pornographic moans spilling from my lips as a wave of pleasure took over my body.

my tight walls now clamping down onto his veined cock, his head flying back in pleasure. he gave three hard thrusts leaving me seeing stars before filling me with long, warm ropes of thick cum.

“o-oh god.” he whimpered while falling on top of me, his arms still flexing as he held most of his weight up.

my breathing was still heavy as he lied next to me on his side, his arm propping up his head while he traced circles with his finger tips over my smooth skin.

“what happened to no funny business?” he teased while giggling.

i jokingly pushed him away, but before i could give him a response, he moved his face closer to mine leaving a soft kiss on my lips before brushing the hairs out of my face.

this was so rushed i’m so sorry 😓

i also hate the ending, but i hope you all enjoy 😘😘

#sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #fanfic #smut #matt sturniolo fanfic #matt sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo x reader

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myewten · 10 months

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fuck buddy! Jake who you met on bumble

after a couple days of talking on bumble he asks for your Snapchat and the first thing he sends is a video of him pleasuring himself while uttering your name. of course you two immediately face time and he'a pleasantly surprised by the view of you getting off from his video.

after that, he asks you out to a "proper" date however, being the fuck boy that he is he couldn't even keep his hand to himself on the drive there.

the view of Jake with a hand in between your thighs while another one on the steering wheel made you almost lose it so you told him to go to another date spot. a motel near by.

and after your little motel date, you two set up an arrangement. you two got along as friends and you both don't like the idea of commitment. it was all smooth sailing until you took a look at his insta and saw his mutuals looked like an all girls school attendance list. he was a fuck boy yeah you knew that from the start and you had no rights to be jealous considering your insta mutuals all consisted of failed talking stages. but you got turned off by his whore ways and accidentally ghosted him.

not knowing the poor man was starting to catch feelings.

a/n: ok this is really bad but it was almost 100% based on my own experience 😭 this is really just my excuse to rant about my fubu

ALSO PLEASE SEND ME HARD THOUGHTS IF YOU HAVE ANY. i really want more interactions with other people on Tumblr 😔🙏

#enhypen smut #enhypen hard hours #enhypen x female reader #jake smut #enhypen jake smut #enhypen x reader #enhypen hard thoughts #enhypen #jake sim

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radioisntdead · 1 month

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Good evening folks! Thank you tuning in!

I'm supposed to be finishing up a request right now but It's six am, I was missing my dog and this popped in my brain, Alastor who hates dogs and a reader who has one

and I can NOT write anything else until I get this out of my brain, I may be projecting a little bit here.

Alastor x reader with a dog headcanons + a drabble thing? in the middle [Romantic]

Warnings!

Brief mention of your dog passing on [it's implied from old age]

all dogs go to heaven but yours wanted to stay with you even if you ended up down below, Alastor being mean to dogs, also once again Alastor may be OOC or leaning into fanon, Apologies for any grammar mistakes!

Okay so it's pretty well known that Alastor doesn't like dogs because they were involved during his death [I think, I can't remember if that's canon or fanon but we're keeping it for this]

I don't think he's scared of them, he just thinks they're one of the worst things created, especially the hellborn ones, not hellhounds [to be fair he probably hates them too]

You know the dogs that fizzarolli has in Helluva boss? The tweaked out lookin' ones? Yeah Alastor hates em' if he saw one on the street he either moves away from em', moves them aside with his staff while giving the owners the stink eye, he doesn't go out of his way to do anything to them usually.

Point is dude doesn't like dogs and if he can help it doesn't interact with them, and I see him more as a cat person CURSED CAT ALASTOR

Unfortunately for him he somehow gained romantic intent for someone who ADORES their funky lil' dog.

You have no idea why your dog was in hell with you, they weren't a bad dog, they were a good one! The very best on fact!

Sure they had tried to murder your best friend by trying to suffocate em' in their sleep, several times, but they were a dog, a sweetheart and they knocked off the murderous intent if you gave em' a snack plus if anyone knew anything was that all pets, Dog, cat, raccoon, hamster they all went to heaven! So you had no idea why your lil' buddy was in eternal damnation with you!

You died so close together, it was maybe a month or so from their passing to yours, you couldn't wait to see your lil' elderly buddy again but you didn't think it'd be so soon! You still had a life to live and you knew that they'd want you to live on!

You woke up in hell alot nicer then other folks, with your dog sitting on your chest licking you awake,

A golden ring around their furry neck, they looked a little different then they did when they were alive with you, but you knew that this was your dog, there was just that feeling when you looked in their eyes.

Maybe everything wouldn't be too bad with them here, You could get through with them by your side after all.

It was hard the first few years but you managed, getting used to the chaos around, finding a decent job and having to carry around a weapon just in case some psycho decided they wanted to kill you that day, and respawning was a whole hassle and you had your lil' buddy waiting for you at home!

You got a Job at a local diner near your apartment complex, your manager sucked, as did some of your coworkers but the pay was decent and you got along well enough with the coworkers that didn't suck plus you got to take home meals and share with your lil' buddy, They didn't particularly like the hell dog food so it was a fair way to feed em' without breaking the bank

You had met Alastor there somehow, it was fuzzy in your memory, you think he came in for coffee or maybe it was to make a deal with some poor unfortunate soul, all you remember is that you had managed to catch the Radio's demon eye,

Looking back you were pretty sure he was trying to get your soul only for the two of you to end up courting.

You had neglected to tell him about your lil buddy until he came to your apartment for the first time, after maybe the fourth date for coffee,

it wasn't quite his style but it was nice, and he particularly liked the vintage radio that stood on your kitchen counter, he was having a pleasant time chatting with you before you went into the kitchen to make the two of you some coffee and some snacks, as you went into the kitchen he looked around your living room his smile straining slightly as he found a dog staring at him with the rage of twenty-five grown men, Alastor simply turned to the kitchen where you were making a charcuterie board for the two of you

"My dear, I fear you have a rat problem,"

Alastor said gesturing at your lil' buddy who continued staring at him, the murderous intent of 'who is this man and why is it in my home?' was clear

You looked up from your charcuterie board confused until you see your lil' buddy death glaring Alastor

"Pardon? What do you- Oh! Yeah that's my lil' buddy, I'm sure I mentioned them once or twice, don't mind em' they're mostly harmless."

"Ah."

And from there came a rivalry, Alastor came to your apartment? That lovely lil' pooch of yours would sit between you on the couch, Alastor would move them away with his staff thingy,

He wanted to dance with you with soft jazz playing in the background? Your lil' buddy lacking fear was running between your legs trying to grab your attention, only for it to backfire when you tripped and Alastor catched you effectively taking your attention

He straight up mocks your dog, your lil' buddy is too short to get on the couch? Bully time, doesn't matter how big your dog is they're getting called a rat, rodent or a mutt by Alastor, if your lil' buddy earned their wings they're getting called a winged rat,

I imagine he's probably more tolerant towards smaller breeds like Corgi's or Pomeranians for example and less inclined towards dogs typically breed for hunting.

He asked once if your willing to re-home the lil' buddy, and you probably almost stabbed him because the audacity of this man?

Definitely was a rough patch in the relationship.

He gets a lil' nervous now when your holding very very sharp knives outside of the kitchen and upset

Your lil' buddy definitely tries to bite off Alastor's ankles.

Later on in the relationship let's say when you and Alastor wed, your dog is your best man, maid of honor, flower girl, ring bearer whatever it's one of those and Alastor has to put up with it,

Rosie likes to tease about how Alastor gave your lil' buddy the stink eye as they waddled behind you as you walked around during your wedding activities,

Alastor specifically had Husk hold them during your dance, and the majority of your wedding after,

Husk thankfully was spared from the rage of your lil' buddy by giving them some of whatever dinner was served.

Now let's move on to house life once y'all are moved in and everything.

Alastor does NOT want them on the bed, he'd rather they be in a whole different room but if you truly desire it aka if it's the hill your willing to die on

He'll invest in a dog bed, or crate, and you can put it in the corner, FAR from the bed you share,

If Alastor falls asleep with you and your lil' buddy is in the room,

They are out for BLOOD, Alastor's in particular if he doesn't wake up immediately he will wake up with a dog on his face,

He can't do anything to harm the dog with you nearby but he can kick them out of the room, or pop's em' into doggy prison he locks them out of your shared room

He does somewhat agree to a truce with your lil' buddy after a few years

Alastor would take the lil' buddy on walks and make sure they stay safe and not attacked by any sinner with a death wish, after all you would probably go on a revenge filled bender and while he'd adore to see it because you know he's a murderous radio demon who likes despair,

he'd rather you not be upset over losing your beloved pet even if he thinks they're a disgrace.

Maybe if he's in a good mood he'll toss a piece of venison to your lil' buddy, and your lil' buddy would not try to smother Alastor in his sleep, or trip the two of you dancing as often as they did before.

Now when Alastor just dipped for 7 years your lil' buddy missed him,

For about three days at most

Your lil' buddy was happy to have ALL of your attention again and they got to sleep in the human bed! And had full reign of the house.

They held very little loyalty to Alastor.

And for good reason!

They were very displeased when the two of you moved to the Hazbin hotel and they spotted Alastor just smiling there, like he didn't just leave for seven years, the audacity!

Let's hope you have a quick reaction time because your gonna have to stop your lil' buddy from chompin' off Alastor's ankles, because how dare he vanished for seven years? Who does he think he is?!

You and Angel dust probably bond over Fat nuggets and your lil' buddy, a very small Pet parent club was formed, Charlie's in it.

Vaggie was probably a lil' concerned about the fact that your dog has a whole adjusted halo as a collar but that's the least concerning thing in the hotel.

If your lil' buddy is big enough Niffty rides em' like a horse,

She has to be watched when she does so.

If you like to dress up your lil' buddy dress em' up as Alastor and he is either flattered by it or your pet is getting a outfit change immediately,

you and Angel have your lil' buddy and Fat nuggets dress up in different outfits sometimes matching if they get along well!

Imagine if we bring cursed cat Alastor into it, I can see it doing two ways

Either Cursed cat Alastor is 100% worse, like Alastor doesn't like your dog but he's not actively trying to eliminate them like Cursed cat Alastor is, radio noises and growls can be heard if you don't separate them, like they are both getting injured, both have murderous intent and just feral time, it is NOT fun.

They team up, Alastor is just trying to eat his deer carcass? Not anymore they are double teaming to steal his breakfast, cursed cat Alastor just appears and starts vibrating while your lil' buddy is trying to drag the carcass off the table,

It never works and often ends with the both of them getting picked up by the scruff's of their necks and getting unleashed outside to wreck havoc on the others unless you find them first.

Thank you for tuning in and reading folks! Reader's lil' buddy is heavily inspired by my own dearly departed dog

hence the murderous intent your lil' buddy has and the tried to kill your best friend bit at the beginning

Also a little tidbit I was thinking was that your lil' buddy was your guardian angel for the time until you passed and then they just followed you down, their lil' doggy halo slipping from their head to around their neck like a really flexible collar, and the earned their wings comment, Alrighty goodnight folks!

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you #alastor x reader #alastor x you

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dropthedemiurge · 3 months

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Last Twilight Episode 10 Reaction

I wasn't even going to write my own posts of LT but this episode just delivered punch after punch! I couldn't help but comment, so–

I love to see Jimmy and Mark using their dramatic acting microexpressions attacks on my heart, i'm bleeding but I'm fascinated. Sea has grown a lot and acts so believable, I want to praise him. But damn, maybe it's because I actually remember Jimmy and Mark since Bad Buddy, the contrast is huge here. Jimmy also does that thing with the jaw that makes him look more manly and mature, none of the young and mischeivous Wai, in Vice Versa he also didn't reach this level of complexity, I think we all should bow to P'Aof & team for leading him.

I know I should be talking about Day who isn't crying while his family is devastated (he knew and was prepared and felt comfortable as long as he had Mork, they were not prepared) but I am biased... The way Night didn't even dare to touch Day when he wanted to comfort him at doctor office Т_Т And how later, at the dinner table he looked with such disbelief, and hesitantly started teasing Day as sibling again when Day reached out Т_т And how for months he felt he deserved to be silent, torn apart and uncomfortable, yelled at and judged for not taking care of his brother properly.

Noo, my heart!

But also Day and Mork, of course, the way Day bravely said "The last thing I saw in my life was his face", and Mork said "I'm sorry" and I can understand the mom going "you crossed over all lines with ny son, get out of my house", and it's probably huge red HR violation but Jimmy's big teary eyes aaaaah how could she not fold? I saw some comments on tumblr about the show not calling out her being abusive and everything, but I strongly disagree and I think it all makes sense. The strong single mom, the asian family, the unwanted oppression and self-misery that finally cracked during Christmas dinner – I could probably write my view on this in another post but who cares.

Dhskajvs I love how Porjai and Night are "patpraning" Mork and Day, like they are setting up plans to look like accidents just for two undestined lovebirds to be able to sneak out on a date from the parent who shouldn't know about it, very PatPran behavior xD Only friends are the one making it work xD

That's the face of a man giggling because he just declared himself a father and a future husband on his own (oh their mom is going to have a heart attack but who cares). "That's my child" - look at the sky, this night is so freaking green~ I'd say the real winner of that marathon was Night, Day maybe got a medal and a boyfriend but Night got a girl and a kid! xD His confidence is hot, but also I wouldn't hesitate a second as well if I saw Porjai available to be loved, I mean look at her! What a treasure.

I can't believe I was so on board and rooting for a hetero couple in a BL since the very first second but they are still going too damn strong. I love them. I shall draw a fanart.

Omg, pop-up books shout-out in a BL! First time seeing this. Okay, Day and Mork are freaking cute, I usually lose interest when characters start dating but they are so damn adorable and in their happy bubble here! Smiling and goofy Jimmy is all I need in this economy.

Master Aon is slaying on a dance floor, this actor is honestly stealing the show and I love it for him... I like how he shows being advanced and comfortable as visually impaired person in relationship with a girl that can see, the calling out and gestures and the comfort.

P'Aof and his damn heartwarming community scenes, first with MLC and now here, I knew what I walked in and still wasn't prepared for all the EmOtiOns<3

Promoting Oishii as one of the color paints is very creative but all it makes me think of is a VERY relatable situation with actual artists who put tea cup and water for paint on the same table... Yeah xD

Also, sniff kisses are so cute, fight me, westerns.

Lmao, Day even drew Jimmy's poor 5 o'clock shade above the lips fvsjakjahk I wonder which one of the staffs drew it, or was it actually Sea? No matter what, I bet this person had a lot of fun anyway :D

Okay, THERE ARE MORE SCENES THAT MAKE ME ALMOST CRY Poor Night, he was so unloved and judged in this family for a year, I will actually fight everyone to give him his own special beef stew.

He was going to distance himself out of guilt as a self punishment and feelings of 'the hero is here, the villain should vanish' supported by both people closest to him, but Day insisted he's a family and he should stay, reminding their mother of it… Oh no. So many feelings.

Again, it deserves another post. Where I talk about how Night feels like such a man, a protective adult who changed and is able and actively wants to take care of dear people, but who looks and feels like a small punished kid in his own family house. Day too, btw, but he hasn't found as much confidence as he struggles with blindness as well.

But I loved that family having fun scene. I loved it so much. That family trying out cake eating blindly was so nice, oozing of happiness. The curse of misery deserves to be broken, and the kids are the one breaking it, as usual. Mother should remember what's really important - her and her kids happiness, not control that's led by fear. But it's not easy. This is why this scene is so important, and filled with happy and relieved tears. Tbh I didn't feel like P'Aof glossed over the mother-son conflict, it's just that the narration feels... I don't wanna say more asian, it might be different from the sort of justice/revenge what some of the people wanted to see. I understand it and it hits home.

Oh I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE DOING, P'AOF!

Something tells me in a very loud way that this operation won't go well, look at Sea's face! The scene just screams "I still can't see anything". It would be such a P'Aof type of teaser as well, give hope and then trick into the opposite. I can't imagine him actually getting his vision cured. I'll fight myself if that's what actually happens in the next episode. It's a great way to show that you should just keep enooying life instead of regretting the cure.

#last twilight #last twilight the series #last twilight meta #morkday #night #last twilight night #porjainight #dropthemeta #last twilight reaction #tbh this whole post is just mork and night squealing #but yeah this one was such a good episode

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findingnemosworld · 8 months

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𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 - 𝐛𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥

• 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: @a-little-bit-rascal ( 𝐈 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐬, 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐤. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 )

( he cuuute )

Once upon a time, Y/N L/N had quite the future ahead of her when it came to football, of course being a woman in a mostly male centric sport obviously meant working twice as hard to prove herself; and while for the first two and a half to almost three years she had dazzled the management as well as London with her skillset, as she was a natural midfielder, however three weeks short after her 19th birthday; she suffered a severe injury which shattered her hopes of truly shining in football, hence why she had opted for the next best thing - she had opened up her own school to provide more opportunities for young girls that dream of becoming footballers.

Her nephew, Isaac whom she had developed a deep bond with had taken after her - securing a spot at the Chelsea youth academy, and much like her, managed to dazzle the coaches and management with his skillset.

One day, she had texted her sister to inform her that she'll pick Isaac up from training to treat him with an ice cream as it was quite hot today and she missed spending time with the ten year old boy, when she arrived to the parking lot, she stepped out of her car - walking up to the railing separating the pitch from the street, most of the parents stood waiting on their children, however the children were currently playing with someone she couldn't make out properly until she got closer and her eyes widened in recognition, it was none other than Chelsea's left back, Ben Chilwell.

The sound of the whistle had indicated that the training was over, Isaac was chatting with his friends when his eyes landed on her and he yells, " Auntie Y/N "

His reaction had caught Ben's attention, whose gaze gravitated towards the boy that ran straight into the girl's embrace, he noted how the girl was about his age, he looks over at the coach who seemed to read his mind. " That's Y/N Y/LN, Isaac's aunt and a former player "

" Former player? " Ben repeats with a raised brow, curious as to how a girl who was close to his age could be classified as former.

" Poor lass had her whole career in front of her, and just after her 19th birthday she picked up a really nasty injury which cost her what could have been quite a career, she used to play for the women's team and every now and then she comes in to pay a visit to the youth academy to speak with the youngsters, she's even got her own school "

Ben nods, impressed by what she managed to accomplish; " She seems like a lovely person "

" She is - hang on let me introduce you to her, HEY Y/N "

Y/N looks up and smiles at the coach before grabbing Isaac's hand to walk towards them, " Hi coach " she beams before acknowledging Ben with a polite smile.

" This is Ben Chilwell, I'm sure you already know -- Ben, this is the very lovely Y/N L/N "

" Nice to meet you " Y/N shakes his hand.

" Likewise " Ben nods.

" Auntie Y/N used to be a top baller " Issac states proudly causing the adults to chuckle.

" So I heard " Ben nods, a sense of shyness takes over him for some reason. " Say Isaac, how do you feel about coming to Stamford Bridge to see Chelsea's next match? "

Isaac's eyes light up, " Really? "

" Yeah, I'll get you a pass to come and meet the players too! " Ben exclaims, looking up to Y/N to say. " You're welcome to join him with is parents "

Y/N forces a smile as she said, " My sister won't come, she's a nurse and Isaac's dad is mostly busy so it'll just be us "

" Great, do you mind if I send you the details? " Ben asks.

Y/N nods, taking his phone to type out her contact details. " Here " she looks at Isaac, " What do we say buddy? "

" Thank you " Isaac smiles, reaching over to embrace Ben.

" No problem mate " Ben smiles.

" I'd thank you properly but I have an ice cream date with this one, so thank you " Y/N nods once again as she ushers Isaac to her car.

A few weeks later, It was match day between Chelsea and Brentford, Y/N and Isaac were lead to their seats which were close to the pitch; allowing Isaac to excitedly point out the players to his aunt, explaining his vast knowledge on every player much to Y/N's delight as she already knew of the Chelsea men's team and had met a few of them whenever she was invited to certain events and while Ben was warming up, he looks up and catches their gaze, waving at Isaac and Y/N.

" Auntie Y/N " Isaac said, " I think he likes you "

Y/N had to stifle back a laugh, " Isaac, buddy I don't think that's how it works, he was waving at you "

The ten year old giggles, " He waved at you too, I think he really likes you "

Y/N shushes him, as they settle in and wait on the match to begin, and once the teams dispersed; the referee blows the whistle to signal the beginning of the match; Isaac was at the edge of his seat, cheering on Chelsea while Y/N watched with a neutral expression that concealed hope for the blues to be the ones picking up the win, and right at the 37th minute of the first half, Kai Havertz scores the lead with an assist from Mason Mount.

The goal sent several fans in attendance into a chorus of cheers, Isaac included who embraced Y/N as he chanted, " THEY DID IT! THEY GOT THE LEAD ", Y/N giggles, calming the young boy by placing her hand on his shoulder. " There's still time buddy, relax "

And, true to her word - right around the 43rd minute, Brentford had equalized the score much to the chagrin of Chelsea supporters, at half time Y/N and Isaac snatch a few snacks and return to their seats for the second half, for some odd reason - Y/N felt a sense of dread, almost akin to a premonition that something was about to happen, and indeed, at the 79th minute of the second half, due to a less than perfect pass from the person that had gotten them the tickets, Y/N wasn't alert enough to dodge the ball that was sent flying straight to her face, and the last thing she recalls was her nephew's distant cries for help, and then it all went to black.

" Auntie Y/N, Auntie Y/N "

She struggled until she slowly managed to open her eyes to adjust the bright lighting of what now was able to make out as a hospital room, " Isaac " she murmurs.

The ten year old boy looked up, then sprinted out of the room to call his mother, minutes later; she sees the concerned face of her sister appear. " Jesus sis, you scared us "

It was then that Y/N registered that odd and uncomfortable bandaging across her nose, " What happened? "

Before her sister can respond, Isaac speaks up. " Chilly had passed the ball far too high and it hit your nose "

Suddenly, the memories of that moment flash back and she groans softly, " Great, just great "

" Listen, you relax ok ... the doctors were able to bandage you up so the only thing you'll worry about is the swelling " Y/SN clarifies before giggling, " He was so worried though "

" Huh " Y/N mutters.

" Ben " Y/SN states, " Poor lad couldn't stop blaming himself when he came to check up on you "

" Yeah, well .. thanks to him I'm going to have a crocked nose " Y/N grumbles.

" Oh stop being dramatic, you'll be fine " Y/SN rolls her eyes, " Isaac, let's go. Auntie Y/N needs to rest "

Later that evening, while Y/N was resting; Ben had arrived with a bouquet of flowers, the sound of his footsteps caused Y/N to wake up. " Who is it? "

" It's me " Ben responds with a shaky voice. " I ... - erm - I came to apologize for the incident "

Y/N slowly sat up, " you don't have to " she responds shortly and with a tone that while it did not surprise Ben but he was visibly hurt. " I did not have to be more alert "

" But I also had a major fault in that, it never happened to me before so I really, am sorry about it " Ben states as he placed the flowers to the side.

" Like I said " Y/N responds curtly, " I'm fine, it happened and it's done for, thank you for the flowers but I need to rest so .. "

Ben nods, realizing that she's probably still upset about what happened. " Well, I'm going to head out, if you - um - need anything, you have my number " he states before walking out of the room.

It wasn't that she hated him, not even by the slightest; but Y/N did not think of, much less desire the company of anyone, specifically males hence why she decided that it was better to push him away than to let him in, she fully believed that it would work --- and boy was she wrong.

During her healing process, Isaac would pay her a visit and speak about his training sessions, and apparently Ben had taken a liking to him, paying the academy more visits to train with him as well as having arranged a visit for him to Cobham, to train with the senior team players.

" He asks about you a lot " Isaac once mentions during dinner, " He likes you Auntie Y/N "

Y/N eyes her nephew then her sister who said, " well ... you seem to have left quite an impression on Ben that he sent flowers everyday to you, but since you barely noticed I would take them "

" And coupled with the fact that - um - he suddenly likes to play with Isaac's team a lot, he had also phoned to inform us that he has booked us a box, a whole box for us to sit in and watch them play against Liverpool " Y/SN giggles, " all of that because apparently he really wants to say sorry "

Y/N sighs, " Unbelievable "

" Y/N " Y/SN groans, " Ben is not in any way, shape or form like that piece of garbage you were with, he seems quite sweet so I told him that all three of us will be there, cause hubs is busy ... and "

" And what? " Y/N grumbles.

" He sent us jerseys to wear " Y/SN beams, " So, suck it up because we're going "

Y/N did not have a choice, leading her to sit next to her sister and Isaac in the box that Ben had booked, being served drinks while watching the match in all its glory where Chelsea was able to triumph, capturing the three points much to Isaac's delight, after the match; they were lead to the back area where Ben stood, with his fellow teammates. Mason was the first to speak, " It's such a pleasure to meet you Y/N, by the way I saw some of your old videos when you played, impressive " he states, " your nephew is definitely taking after you "

Y/N forced a smile, " Thank you, he's a lot better than me " she chuckles.

" Well .. I say " Kai interjects, " this calls for a picture, so Isaac come here " he ushers the boy to stand in the middle between him, Mason and Ben as Y/SN takes the picture.

" One day I hope I can play here " Isaac said.

" You will for sure mate " Mason grins.

Ben looks at Y/N and said, " you look good " he states,

" Thank you, the scar is barely there so at least that's a good thing " Y/N responds with a cold tone.

" Erm " Ben swallows the lump in his throat, " can we talk? "

Y/SN noticed the clear tension, " Isaac, buddy ... let's go " she looks at her Y/N. " We'll wait for you in the car "

Y/N nods, turning to face Ben. " what? "

Ben inhales then exhales a deep breath. " I wanted to express my apologies again "

" It's fine Ben " Y/N interjects before Ben raises a hand.

" I want to apologize properly by asking you out on a date " Ben said, nervously looking away. " That is if you’d accept, I don’t mind if you say no but the truth is, I really like you, not because you’re talented or the fact that you’re doing so much to help women’s football make waves, I just … I really want to get to know you properly, the real you "

Y/N grows silent, for a brief moment chewing on her bottom lip which inadvertently draws Ben’s attention. " Ok, I’ll bite into this, you can text me the details "

A relieved expression appears across Ben’s features, " Ok " he smiles.

Ben had definitely pulled out all the stops to apologize and against her better judgment, Y/N had found herself enjoying her date with Ben as he went deep into his childhood and why he chose to be a footballer, she had done the same and as they moved to other topics, Ben asks her, " How come you’re single? "

Y/N swallowed the bite of chicken roughly, she takes a sip of her champagne glass and smiles. " Men are just … no offense, but they weren’t thrilled with the fact that I dedicated my life to the sport "

" Ah " Ben nods, " well, it’s their loss … because you’re a diamond, a well rounded girl that could just be any man’s dream "

Y/N hides her smile behind the champagne glass before saying, " Am I your dream girl? " she asks, giggling when his cheeks reddened.

" Well .. " Ben chuckles, " I was kind of swept off my feet when I first saw you "

" Aww … " Y/N smiles. " You’re cute "

" I believe that’s you sweetheart " Ben smiles.

After their date, Ben drives her home and insists on walking her up to her front door. " I had fun " Y/N states as they walk up to her front door.

" Me too " Ben nods.

They stand in front of her door, a wave of silence takes over them; as each one seems to be holding back. Ben was the first to speak, " I should head back " he gestures to his car and was about to walk when he was stopped halfway by her grabbing his hand to pull him back, and before he could say anything – he was silenced by her lips on his in a soft and tender kiss.

A few seconds later, Y/N pulls back and murmurs, " I don’t know if this will be a good decision but … " she swallows the lump in her throat. " Stay the night "

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Clothes fly across the living room area, leaving a trail in their wake as their lips converse with pure passion coupled with their hands exploring each other’s bodies, once they got to the bedroom; Ben lays her on the bed, peppering kisses across every inch of her exposed skin relishing in the moans and whimpers escaping her soft lips.

He crawls back up, and captures her lips in a kiss; groaning when he felts her fingers tug on his hair. " You’re a rowdy one aren’t you " he smirks against her lips.

" Yes, because I’m horny right now " Y/N shamelessly admits as one of her reaches down to stroke his cock through his boxers, giggling when he buried his face in her neck and groaned. " Let’s skip the formalities " she grins.

Ben lifts his head up to look at her and smiles, " You sure about that? "

" Yes " Y/N murmurs, " We have the entire night to get to know one another "

Ben sits up, to remove his boxers; hissing when his hard cock slaps his abdomen, it didn’t help that her gaze had him almost cum from how intense it was. " Fuck, I’m definitely ready now " he growls diving back to kiss her, he hoists her legs to fold them and teased her pussy, causing her to moan against his lips.

" Fuck, don’t tease me " Y/N murmurs.

" Patience baby " Ben cooed, he slowly thrusts his cock and throws his head back. " Jesus baby you’re tight "

He takes about a moment to allow her to adjust to his size, slowly he begins to move in and out; caging her face with his palms and her lips were occupied by his own, alternating between kisses and words of praise whispered in between. " You’re so good to me, taking my cock so well "

" Ben " Y/N moans out his name.

" I know baby, I’m close too " Ben grunts, thrusting in a much quicker pace.

Y/N clings onto him, her eyes blurry form all the euphoria she was engulfed in, " Ben " she cried out.

" Cum baby, cum for me " Ben encouraged her, pressing open mouthed kisses to her neck.

Once they’ve rode out their highs, Ben heads to her bathroom to grab a clean wet towel, he comes back and cleans her up before cleaning himself up. Then he discards the towel and crawls under the covers with her, " Come here, come in my arms "

Y/N shuffles closer and lays her head on his chest. " Hey Ben … "

" Yeah " Ben murmurs.

" I like you too "

Ben laughs softly, " Well that’s relieving to know "

#ben chilwell #ben chilwell x reader #ben chilwell imagine #ben chilwell fanfiction #chilly

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octuscle · 8 months

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New start

Gaz sat crying on the shabby sofa bed in his one-bedroom apartment in the run-down social housing building. He must not have cried in 20 or 30 years. But now he was at the end of his rope. It couldn't get any worse. His wife had separated from him a few weeks ago. Their son together, conceived during the only sex of his life, had followed his destiny and at the age of 15 was already regularly hanging out drunk at the bus stop with his unemployed friends. He had dropped out of school a long time ago.

The bailiff had just come and seized his TV, cell phone and his grandfather's wristwatch. Gaz was at the bottom. Way down. And he had not only ruined his life. But also at least that of his wife and son. He had known he was gay for 17 years. He had never been able to confide in anyone. In a drunken stupor he had sex with his wife, who promptly became pregnant and whom he had married out of some residual decency.

And now he had a photo in his hands, which his wife had put on the kitchen table for him to say goodbye without comment. Gaz already quite drunk in the arms of his buddies. Kyle, to his knowledge, had been dead for two years. Drunk to death. And at some point during the evening, he had been fired up to fuck the already pretty drugged Vicky. And shit, that's what he had done. Already that evening his life was on the line. After that it went at top speed into the abyss.

Now he had howling this picture, with which his fate had been sealed, in the hands. Damn it, if only he had had the guts to come out earlier. He had actually been athletic in elementary school. And good at math. When on God's earth had it all turned around? The image began to change… His spongy features became more angular. The glazed look became a radiant smile. And the radical short haircut became a pink-dyed blow-dry. Yes, he could still remember the evening well. There had been report cards that day, and he had graduated at the top of his class. He had a scholarship for an elite boarding school in his pocket. And he was dating his first boyfriend at the time. Quite cliché, it was the barber in the settlement. Shit, he looked gay back then with the pink hair. But he was in love, and the two had fucked like rabbits. Since then, Gareth got a hard-on every time he went to the barbershop.

The lads were good lads. They were all a bit empty headed. He hardly kept in touch with any of them anymore. Kyle he had hired as a gardener and janitor at one point. Since then, they saw each other regularly at his country estate. And as far as Gareth could tell, Kyle had been clean and sober ever since. That had also been the night he had taken Vicky home. My God, the poor thing was completely drunk. She'd probably been given knockout drops, too. And either that night or just before, she had been knocked up. In any case, she was probably pregnant that night. His parents had taken Vicky in lovingly. Since he was going to boarding school soon, she had been given his room. When he was there on vacation, the two of them had shared the room. And when Jacob was born, his parents soon adopted him. Until then, Gareth had been an only child; on that fateful evening, he had been given an older sister and a younger brother.

Boarding school had been a tough time. He was the chav, everyone else was from a rich home. But he was hardworking, smart and ambitious. Soon he was captain of the rugby team. And his math teacher recognized his talent for software development. Gareth founded his first small startup while still at school. And when he exited four years later, he earned his first millions.

Gareth sat in the study of his townhouse in a side street of Marylebone High Street. Sweet that Victoria had sent him the picture from that evening. That was, in fact, almost 16 years ago now. But even though some circumstances were tragic, looking back, it was one of the best evenings of their lives ever for her, Jacob and him. Victoria was the best business partner he could have imagined. And Jacob had followed in his footsteps at his old school very successfully. At that moment, Ivo came to the door. Heck, his husband already knew how to keep him from working. The muscle stud had nothing on but an apron. And carried a silver tray with a leather gag in front of him. "Your lordship, it's time to call it a day," Ivo said in an overly stilted manner. Today Gareth would get the gag in his mouth.

#male tf #muscle tf #reality change #male transformation #muscle transformation

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vintagepresley · 1 year

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Army elvis smut and the condom breaks (Reader doesn’t get pregnant) but it causes them both to freak out

Ohmygod. Why does this remind me of that story with Scotty, Bill, and Elvis (apparently the first time he had sex), the condom broke and he took the poor girl to the hospital so they could douche her. LMFAOO. Thank you so much for this request! ❤️

Elvis invited a few of his army over to his house where they had brought over a few girls. You weren't sure at first about coming to this little get together, but your friends insisted especially because Elvis Presley was the host. You didn't want to pass up an opportunity to meet Elvis, but it seemed a little too good to be true. But you finally agreed to go with them. How bad could it be? There wasn't going to be many people there and honestly a chance to meet Elvis would be a riot. You quickly ran off to your room to get ready, deciding to wear a pink plaid swing dress with kitten heels. You weren't sure what to do with your makeup or hair just in case Elvis Presley did make an appearance, you wanted to look your best. Once you had all gotten ready and headed out your friends couldn't stop squealing and giggling over the fact that they were going to Elvis' house.

When you finally arrived you had looked around at some of the guys and so far there was no sign of Elvis. Why would he have a party and not be here? You hung out and drank cokes and some of your friends were already pairing off with some of the guys, but you had no interest in any of them. You honestly just wanted to maybe get Elvis' autograph if he showed up and then go home, because you really didn't want to be there. Meanwhile Elvis was upstairs in his room dressed in his army uniform that he loved to wear even when he wasn't on duty, he was deciding whether to join the party or not. He was the one who decided on it, but he was suddenly not feeling up to it. But he knew that it would be rude not to, so he headed down hesitantly. You continued to sip on your coke and now one of the guys at the gathering was chatting you up and you didn't want to be rude so you politely spoke with him. You were becoming restlessly because it was obvious the guest of honor that everyone was waiting for was never going to show up, then suddenly a man was emerging from upstairs and it was the man himself.. Elvis Presley.

You quickly sat up from your seat the moment he walked in and your friends were just as starstruck as you. You thought it was a bit odd he was wearing his uniform, but he looked so handsome that it didn't even matter. "Uh, hello, sorry I was getting ready." Elvis said softly with a smile. Your friends completely swooning over him, while you couldn't even find the words, but his buddies from the army just spoke to him as if he was just some normal guy off the street. He looked in your direction and smiled at you. You felt like you could faint right there as you let out an embarrassing giggle, covering your mouth quickly. He chuckled because of it and shook his head with a sly grin as he went over to sit down in a chair, he was not what you were expecting he was sorta quiet and shy and watched as everyone chatted and he kept looking over at you every chance he could go and you could quickly look away. He suddenly was whisked away to the kitchen by some of his friends because his grandmother had made some snacks for everyone.

You felt warm all of a sudden and you could feel how red your face was there was no way you'd be able to ask him for his autograph, you could hardly look at him. You plopped back down on the couch completely flabbergasted by the whole ordeal. Elvis hung out with the guys a bit as they talked and he would peek here and there into the living room where you and your friends were sitting with a couple other guys and he would stare at you, wanting to ask who you were. He hadn't really dated any girls or anything of that nature since he been in Germany, not that he didn't want to he just hadn't found anyone that really caught his eye. But you certainly caught his tonight especially with that cute giggle of yours that he couldn't get out of his mind now. He placed his hand on his friends shoulder, and gestured into the living with a nod of his head. "Who's that girl in the pink dress?" he whispered. "Oh, that's Y/N, she's friends with the other girls. I don't really know her that well. She's a looker, though." his friend says. "Mm, she sure is.." Elvis hummed.

"Did you want me to introduce you to her?" the friend asked, noticing Elvis' interest in you and how he couldn't keep his eyes off you. "Uh.." he said softly, running his hand over his hair nervously. "Yeah, sure, okay." he nodded. His friend smile and nodded and he walked off to get you. You looked up when his friend was standing in front of you. "Y/N, Elvis would like to meet you." he said in a hushed tone. Your eyes widen and you looked over to where Elvis was standing and he was staring at you and then you looked up at the man before you. "Why? Why me?" you said a bit confused, your heart racing. "You caught his eye, I guess." he said with a shrug. "Come on." he pushed. "Okay, okay.." you mumbled as you got up from the couch, soothing out your dress and exhaling softly, your friends watching in shock and excitement for you as you were led over to Elvis. His friend suggesting for the other guys to get lost to give the two of you a little privacy. "Elvis this is Y/N." he says before making his own exit. You stared up at Elvis not knowing what to say, playing with your hands nervously.

"Hi." he said with a smile. "Hi.." you whispered, brushing some of your hair behind your ear. Elvis peered into the living room where everyone was watching the two of you and he looked back at you, clearing his throat and he placed his hand on your waist moving you with him out of sight from everyone. You raised an eyebrow at him, swallowing harshly from the feeling of his hand on you that was making you feel things you hadn't felt in a while. "Sorry, I would like to be able to talk to you without pryin' eyes." he said softly. "So.. How old are ya, honey?" he said with a smile. "22.." you said quietly, glancing down at his hand that was still carefully placed around your waist and now his grasp was tight and you inhaled sharply. "Man.. You're beautiful.." he said with a soft chuckle as his eyes looked you over. "Thank you." you said softly, feeling your face becoming red hot again. "Uh, did you wanna go up to my room? So we can have more privacy to talk and maybe listen to records.." he asked with a boyish grin.

You furrowed your brow there was no way the two of you were just going up there for that. You had no self control and you knew it. The way he was making you feel there was no possible way to say no to him if things did go further in his room. "Well.. Do ya?" he hummed. "Sure.. But what about your friends?" you asked, not really caring but he was the host. He shrugged, peeking into the living room and seeing them being entertained with your friends. "They won't notice. C'mon.." he smiled. You nodded as he led the way and the two of you snuck upstairs to his bedroom. You more nervous than before the moment you stepped foot into this bedroom, looking around and it not being what you had pictured at all but it was cute. You watched Elvis go over and put a record on and turning the volume up a bit and then he went over to shut the door. "Please sit. You don't need to be shy.. I'm not gonna hurt ya." He said assuringly. You nodded and sat down on his bed and watching him as he unbuttoned his uniform jacket and you bit down on your bottom lip watching him take it off before coming over to sit beside you, getting a hold of yourself and snapping back into reality.

The two of you sat there giving each other awkward glances and you could feel the bed shifting as he scooted closer beside you, his hand touching yours that rested on the bed and you slowly pulled it back, clearing your throat. "Sooo.. How long are you in Germany for?" you asked as the silence loomed over the two of you. "Two years.." he answered lowly. "Oh, do you like-" you couldn't even finish your sentence before his lips had crashed against your own and your hands quickly flying up to press against his chest to push him back. "What's the matter, baby?" he asked a bit shocked that you were denying him. You stared at him wanting to just yell at him like you would any other guy. But he was not any other guy. He was Elvis and just him touching you, and even the feeling of his lips for that brief second was eating you up inside and making you feel crazy. "Is everything okay?" he asked now a bit concerned.

"Screw it.." you mumbled under your breath and you grabbed him by the collar of his uniform and pulled him toward you as your lips crashed against one another and he wrapped his arms around you as your kiss deepened and your arms slipped around his broad shoulders as you pulled one another closer until your bodies were pressed up against one another as you kissed and you let out a soft moan against his lips when you felt his tongue slip into your mouth and he slowly laid you down onto his bed until he was hovering above you, his lips devouring yours in such a passionate and seductive kiss that it caused him to groan against your lips softly. He moved in between your legs as his hands ran along the curves of your body and groping and squeezing every inch of you. You carefully kicked your heels off and spread your legs open more for him so he was completely in between them.

You could feel his growing bulge pressed right up against you as he laid right on top of you and the weight of him pressed so firmly against you only made you want him more. His hands moving to grab a hold of your dress and he forced it up until your panties were exposed to him and you let out a soft gasp from his roughness and he glanced down to get a peek at your white panties which caused a wide smirk to form on his lips and you could hear him unbuckling his belt and undoing his pants. You placed your hands against his chest and carefully pushed him back some as you took a deep breath. "Wait.. Wait.." you said softly. "Is something wrong? Do you want me to stop, baby?" he asked. "No.. um.. do you have a condom? I just.. I don't usually do things like this.." you whispered. He smiled and nodded at your words, reaching over into his bedside table and he rummaging through the drawer until he got his hands on the condom, holding it up. "Always prepared.." he laughed. You giggled softly.

When he sat up you sat up right with him, watching him rip the wrapping of the condom open with his teeth and you began to unzip the side of your dress and then slowly tugging it off and pushing it to the side quickly and he smirked at the sight of you in your bra and panties as he pulled the condom out of the wrapper. You blushed from the way he was staring at you and you slowly reached your hands up to undo his tie, slipping it off and then unbuttoning his shirt and tugging it off of him, licking over your lips as you ran your hands over his bare chest. He grinned and as he pushed his pants off with such excitement and you giggled seeing that he had no underwear on and his cock springing out right in front of you. You watched as he slowly slide the condom on and then he reached over to hook his fingers beneath the fabric of your panties and tugging them off you, biting down on his bottom lip at the sight of pussy that was already dripping wet for him and you couldn't help but blush so hard as his eyes fixated on it and he climbed back on top of you prompting you to lay back against the pillows, your hands running along his shoulders and down his arms slowly as you stared at him

"Is this your first time?" he whispered softly. You shook your head slowly. "I-I've only done it once before.." you mumbled. He smiled warmly at your words, nodding as he leaned down and kissed you his teeth gazing against your bottom lip as his hands ran along your thighs and grasping them in his big hands and wrapping them around his waist and tugging you forward and you let out a soft gasp as you felt his cock hit up against you and he wrapped his hand around himself and slowly guided himself inside of you the moment you felt him enter you a soft whimper escaped your lips and you inhaled sharply from the feeling and he groaned softly against your lips as he pushed his way in deeper, feeling you clenching around his throbbing cock and he completely bottomed out inside of you which caused a loud moan escape you matching the tone of his soft groans. Your arms wrapping around his torso and your hands grasping at his back as you clung to him. He began to thrust his hips against yours at a steady and slow pace and you titled your head back against the pillows as your moans grew louder, he buried his face into your neck as he groaned and grunted lowly the faster he began to slam his hips into yours. "So f-fuckin' tight..." he mumbled between his noises.

He plowed himself into you deeper and with each thrust he made his cock only forced you to open up more around him and taking every inch of him as he hit against your walls. Your thighs tighten around him and your nails digging into his back as your bodies slammed against one another and moved in the same tune and you moaned his name on your lips softly. "Oh go-.. E-Elvis.." you moaned out loudly, his name leaving your lips like your mantra. You could feel his soft lips giving your neck sloppy wet kisses and he kept one hand on your right thigh and he squeezed it tight as his other hand gripped at the bed post tight until he was practically white knuckling it from how hard he was grasping at it. His thrusts only got rougher and harder as he picked up the pace until he had his bed rocking so fast that you could hear the noises as it hit against the hardwood floor. All the while having no idea that because of how rough he was being and losing control a bit inside of you that the condom had broke.

You could already feel your orgasm building in the pit of your stomach and growing rapidly fast he was hitting all the right spots within you. You couldn't even remember what your first time had felt like because of the way he was fucking you, so rough but gentle at the same time. His hips stirred and his cock twitching inside of you. "Ah shit.. I'm gonna cum, baby.." he groaned into your ear. You felt his hand squeezing so tight around your thigh that his horseshoe ring was digging into your skin and you let out a small hiss between your moans and you heaved as your eyes shut tight and your hands reached up tangle in his tussled hair as you approached your orgasm and coincidentally he had reached his own that the moment you both were about to cum he lifted his head up reached up grab your face roughly, forcing your eyes to open which is exactly what he wanted. He wanted you looking at him when you both came, the both of your noises growing louder as your lips hovered over one another, you moaned into each other's mouths, so sure that if anyone downstairs were listening they could hear everything. His hand was holding onto the bed post so tight that he nearly hurt his hand and with one more swift thrust that was the moment your orgasms came crashing down the both of you came so hard that you made a mess on him.

His hips bucked against yours as he emptied himself into the condom or so he thought until his movements had come to a stop and he collapsed on top of you for a moment trying to catch his breath and you exhaled sharply, staring up at the ceiling as your hands ran over his back slowly, catching your breath. He finally sat up and reached down to pull himself out of you and his eyes widen at the sight of the condom that had completely broke and some of his cum was seeping out of you the moment he pulled out. "Oh shit.." he mumbled. You raised an eyebrow hearing his words. "What?" you asked curiously, sitting up on your elbows. "Um.. the condom.. it broke.." he said nervously. "What!? H-How?!" you said panicked. "I-I don't know! I.. You should be okay, I think.. There's not a lot.." he said not really knowing what to do. You pushed him away from you and quickly ran into the bathroom to try to clean yourself. Elvis got up, pulling the condom off, slipping his pants back on and running to the bathroom, knocking on the door. "Y/N? I'm sorry, I didn't.. What do we do?" he asked becoming panicked now. "I don't know! I think I got most of it.. But I don't know.." you said softly. "Should we.. Should I take you to the hospital? Maybe they can do something?" he suggested. "Like what?! No, that would be so embarrassing! Ugh!" you yelled.

He rested his forehead up against the bathroom as he let out a worried sigh, trying to figure out what to do. Neither of you were ready for a baby, you hardly knew each other to begin with to even have a kid. As he stood there he could hear you start the shower and you did your best to clean most of his cum that got inside of you, shaking your head at your stupidity for even having sex with him. You just couldn't show some self control.. You just had to fuck him.. He stood by the door the entire time until you finished showering, he backed away quickly as soon as you swung the door open and you walked out wrapped up in his towel and you could see the worried look on his face. You let out a soft exhale. "Let's not freak out.. It wasn't a lot. So maybe we're okay." you nodded trying to not show your own worries. "You think so?" he mumbled. "Mhm.. I cleaned pretty throughly, so maybe we'll have nothing to be worried about." you shrugged. He let out a soft sigh, nodding. "I'm sorry." he said softly. You shook your head at his words. "It's not your fault. I'm sure this happens to a lot of people." you said assuringly. "Probably." he mumbled as he sat down on his bed.

You went looking for your clothes and he watched you picking them up and as you walked by him he grabbed a hold of waist stopping you. "Where ya goin'?" he asked. "I thought I'd get dressed and maybe head back downstairs.." you said softly. He shook his head. "Stay up here with me." he mumbled, grabbing the clothes that were in your hands and setting them aside. You chewed at the inside of your cheek as you stared into those gorgeous baby blues as he gave you those puppy dog eyes. "Please?" he asked. "I'm not fucking you again if that's what you think." you teased. That made him laugh hard. "I'm not askin' ya too.. I think it's for the best if we didn't after the scare we just had." he shook his head before he let go of you of you and laid down in his bed, scooting over to make room for you and patting the spot beside him. You climbed into bed with him as you held onto the towel that was still wrapped around you and you laid beside him, glancing over at him and then up at the ceiling and he reached over to take your hand into his, intertwining his fingers with yours. "Thanks for the fun night and the mini scare.." he chuckled. You raised an eyebrow, staring over at him now and catching his gaze. "Yeah, you can thank your shitty condom for that.." you laughed. "Well, it has been sittin' awhile believe it or not.. I don't bring too many girls up here and I certainly don't fuck them the first night we meet." he laughed.

"Mm, I guess I just got lucky.." you rolled your eyes. "Mhm.. You might be even luckier if ya didn't clean all of me outta ya." he started laughing and you playfully hit him, rolling your eyes. "That's not funny." you grumbled. The two of you laid there in silence holding hands and cuddling up against each other, not admitting that though you were joking about it the two of you were still worried.

I wasn't sure how to end this. But I hope I did it justice for you!

#elvis presley #elvis x reader #elvis x you #elvis x y/n #elvis smut #elvis fluff #requested

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With a Strong-willed Marchioness, Prince Yandere’s Love Offensive - By Tatako midori (7.5/10)

I have stumbled across a rare species. An idiot yandere. This prince isn't fake dumb. He's not a beastly fighter who isn't book smart. He's easy to manipulate and unstable to boot. He is the worst possible husband, but don't worry he suffers because of his own actions.

Agnès is in love with her fiance. She thinks he is handsome and cool. He's also a prince. Yay! Wait not yay. He's really cold to her, even when they get older.

Her first love Lucile...is a total dud. Agnès is a smart girl but sadly Lucile listens to flattery. Rumors keep the engaged couple apart. Lucile also has really strong feelings for Agnès, but they keep getting twisted by rumors. He would love to fall in love with his adorable fiance...but what if she's...gasp...an evil liar meanie????

The prince eventually tries to break up with poor Agnès, after years of lies pile up. Lady Lillie is the daughter of a man who really hates Agnès, and her family. Lillie was also the second woman in line to be engaged to the prince. Lucile originally had no interest in her, but then they become best buddies and....gasp...at the exact time time coincidentally Agnès starts bullying Lillie!

Lucile is a prince with duties. Since his fiance is evil he must divorce her. Maybe even kill her before her evil meanie violence kills his beloved "friend that is like a sister to him". Who, coincidentally, will get to be his wife if Agnès dies. The issue is Lucile doesn't want to kill Agnès. He hates her so much. If she was a little less evil they could have been a great couple. He adores her after all. He can't even bear to kill her after she....pause!

Agnes uses drugs to assault the prince and save her life.

Let me explain.

Agnès is in danger. She could be assassinated after her engagement goes away. So she drugs the prince. She sleeps with him to guarantee her life and the safety of her family, which is being targeted by malicious and suspicious rumors. Her logic is she can use the pregnancy to keep some of her power, so it's trickier to kill her off.

Harsh. Brutal. Practical, but yeah her life is at stake.

After that Agnès leaves the country. After three months her life is peaceful. Nobody even wants to arrest her. Hmmmmmm. Anyway Lucile, a complete moron, has been wandering around by himself looking for her. It's a massive scandal and the palace is trying to cover it up. Lucile doesn't even understand why he loves her anymore. As soon as she was gone he missed her so much that he couldn't do his duties as a prince.

BUT HE CANT POSSIBLY MARRY HER. SHES TOO EVIL. SHE MIGHT HURT ONE OF HIS PRECIOUS FRIENDS....ugh this guy seriously.

He does snap and he starts acting crazy. He kidnaps Agnès, and he keeps her in a separate palace. He intends to keep her locked away, so her evil can't hurt anyone, and he can still have her. Lady Lillie is desperately trying to spread rumors about her engagement to Lucile, but it's a lie. Lucile hasn't even dissolved his engagement with Agnès. He cannot stop loving her. He would rather have an imprisoned wife that he actually loves. He can't bear to replace Agnès with a political partner.

Lillie starts to lose her mind. Lucile is an absolute moron, so Lillie can easily sneak into the love cage prison he prepared. Alot of people seem to know about the love cage actually. It's awkward. Agnès also knows that Lucile thinks Lillie is an angelic young girl. Agnès teases her, and she says her act is falling apart. Lillie looks like a fool right now, because she's acting like she's dating the prince...and that same idiot prince sits by Agnès each night watching her.

Lillie is evil. She thinks Lucile will finally give up if Agnès is caught sleeping with the guards. If Lillie makes Agnès look like a slut she's sure that will fool Lucile into leaving her for good. It's a scary scene. The guards do try to undress her. However, Agnès has magic. She loses her shit. She blows the room up before the aphrodisiac drug takes affect. Lillie is blown back into a wall in the destruction.

Lillie cries and says Agnès tried to kill her, and sadly there is a bunch of evidence everywhere. Lillie is bleeding. Lucile is too damn stupid to notice that Lillie waltzed into the secret love cage. Lucile frets over...Lillie...and he doesn't say anything to Agnès. Agnes has a breakdown and she throws herself off the balcony. After months of isolation in the love cage Lucile STILL CARES ABOUT HER BULLY. Lillie has been tormenting Agnès since childhood. Agnès didn't tell Lucile anything because she knew he wouldn't believe her.

She jumps out the window full of regret.

Lucile catches her. His arm breaks and he cuts his head too. When Agnès wakes up she feels guilty. The real evil finally starts to unravel. Lillie accidentally snaps in front of Lucile. Lucile remembers that he's a fucking prince and people will lie to princes to get into their inner circle.

The man grovels.

It's embarrassing.

He prostates himself and says his love has always been for Agnès.

She rejects him, so Lucile puts a spell on his heart that will kill him if he marries another woman.

After that Agnès finally decides to marry him, and Lucile brilliantly decides to trust his... actual wife...over random rumors and strangers.

Ugggghhhhh.

A frustrating read with good art.

#yandere #male yandere #yandere male #yandere boy #recommendations #recs #rec #recommended #smut #With a Strong-willed Marchioness #Prince Yandere’s Love Offensive - By Tatako midori (7.5/10)#Prince Yandere's Love Offensive

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Corpse puppet au

By @sketchquill

Chapter 4

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Gold's pov

The party was getting crazy. The dancing, singing, and the loud music, it got crowded fast. I kept bumping into people while trying to get to the table "sorry, sorry,oh sorry" I kept apologizing. I kept going until I was accidentally shoved and was caught by someone, I looked up to see that it was the blue dog "nice to see you again groovy person you good, you seem a bit out of it" he said as he helped me stand up "oh I'm so sorry, sir" I apologize and looked down in shame "woah chill down, accident happen and sir, HA! Just Barnaby baby is fine" he said be for taking his hat off to bow down in a joking way "hehe, thank you Barnaby for catching me" I said "any time, oh you hair it becoming undone, probably from all the dance huh" he pointed out "what!?" I said as I chucked my hair and it was, my silver hair clip was missing "oh, dear" I grabbed my hair to keep it pulled back "I'm so sorry to ask but where is the exit" I asked since I couldn't see where the exit was "right over there" he pointed "take a breather, you look like you need it" he said "thank you" I said as I tried to rush out unknown to me that I dropped something important

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Wally's pov

I was trying to get to the table hoping to see my love to give them the gift I got them but no, only Barnaby "hey there little buddy" he said "hello Barnaby, have you seen my beloved" I asked "them? Oh yeah they headed towards the town, the poor thing looked like they needed some air" he said a bit worried"oh, thank you Barnaby I'll be off then" "wait!" He said holding me back "they dropped this" he handed me a hair clip that looked like a beetle "thank you again" I said as I rushed off after them and made it into town

"Darling, where are you?" I looked around for my beloved after we got separated during the dance

"If you ask me, I think your date-friend is a bit too quiet" the worm called Home said suspiciously "they're not my date-friend they're my partner" I corrected Home as I showed off my ring "I'll keep an eye out for them" Home said before popping out my eye that I caught right on time

"Darling?" I looked around "there they go, there they go,! They're-they're getting away!" Home cried as I saw something white go past the skeleton horse statue. I put back in my eye as I rush to follow

After a while I lost track of them until a shop owner pointed me toward their direction "thank you" I said before following "dear, where are you?" I called out near some coffins until I saw a spider "hello there miss widow how are you?" I asked her "oh I'm doing just wonderful! This person wearing a wedding dress complimented my weds now I'm inspired to make a new one" she said "oh how lovely by any chance you saw where they were going" I asked "yeah they went a little more that way" she nudged her head as i thanked her and walking off

"Dearest, darling" I shouted before seeing another corpse weeping "excuse me sir have you seen my partner" I asked "the breather?" He asked as I nodded "yeah they went that way, they're a nice one, they helped me when my head fell off" he said as I walked away. With all the compliments my partner was getting I feel even more in love 'they're just so sweet, the sweetest!' that thought made me more excited to find them as I skipped off until I stopped at a ledge seeing them walk up the stairs

I rushed up the stair to them sitting down on the bench with their veil off trying to fix their hair "hello dear" I said quietly giving off my presence softly as they lifted their head up "oh, hello" they said shyly "isn't the view beautiful? It takes my breath away, well, it would if I had any" I said jokingly as I saw them giggle before looking at the view "isn't it romantic?" I said placing the present down and sat next to them being careful of their vail "why keep your hair up?" I asked as they kept struggling to keep their hair back "my aunt wants me to look perfect and that my hair was a distraction..." They said sadly "but I would like to see! I'm sure you look wonderful" I said curious "but... but it'll look improper" they said "it looks like it hurts from how tight it is" I finally blurted out stunning them "I-i... okay" they finally agreed letting it flow out as it naturally curled "oh my!" I said placing my hand over my mouth from shock "I guess my aunt was right, it is bad" they said with a sadden smile "OH! no,no,no, your hair is, oh gosh, wait give me a sec-" I grabbed their vail and placed it on them "there... wait one more thing" I said as I grabbed out the beetle and clipped it in "there the gold beetle really compliments you" I said "oh, gosh I didn't realize that I dropped it" they touched the clip in disbelief "yup, you look wonderful" I said seeing them blush a bit

"I-I'm sorry for what had happened to you and for everything but I must get home soon" they said looking down again "but this is your home" I said trying to convince them "but I don't even know your name and you don't even know mine" they said instantly "well that's a great way to start a marriage" Home said in my head "shh, shut up" I said realizing I said that out loud look at them as they gave me a wide eye stare, I giggled out of embarrassment "it's Wally Darling" I answered "Wally" they said 'gosh I feel like if my heart could beat it would burst' "now what is your name darling" I said "oh... It's Gold... Gold Treasure" they answered 'even their name is unique' I snapped out of my thoughts realizing I forgot some thing as I grabbed the gift

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Gold's pov

"it's a wedding present" Wally said giving me the present topped with a bow, the box was light but something was moving and clanking inside. I was shaking, wondering what was in it "thank you" I said to Wally when he lifted the lid showing a skeletal cat as it jump out as I dropped the box. It landed on my lap looking up at me I then looked at it's pink collar, checking out their name tag I realized who it was "Rascal" it meowed "RASCAL!" I cheered as Rascal rubbed his head on my face "my cat, Rascal" I was happy to see my childhood friend again

Rascal walked off my lap to Wally's as he pat him causing Rascal to purr "oh, what a cutie" Wally said "even without fur he is still so cute" I said remembering the yellow and green fur Rascal used to have "aunt never liked Rascal, she never approved any thing" I said "do you think she would approve of me?" Wally asked "it's lucky that you won't have to meet her but..." I stumbled off "maybe you should meet papa... since we are... well married I do think you should meet him 'and it gives me the chance to talk to a friend' ... we should go see them" I said "oh, what a fantastic idea! Where are they buried?" Wally asked excitedly making me realize that my biological parents were buried back at my old town and that papa lived in the living world as I tried to think of a response Wally could seem to read me "what? What is it?" He asked "well... they are not here, at least..." I stopped from continuing "where are they?" He asked as I pointed up to let him know "oh, they're still alive" he said "I'm afraid so" I answered

It was until Rascal meowed at Wally getting his attention "what is it Rascal?" Wally asked my cat as Rascal meowed again "oh, no, we couldn't possibly" Wally said only to be cut off by Rascal's meow "oh, well, if you put it like that" Wally said

"What did he say?" I asked Wally

"Frank Frankly"

"Frank Frankly... are you there" Wally shouted as he took me through an ancient looking library with books and papers scattered everywhere "hello, is anyone home... hello?" Wally kept searching for Frank 'i know that name, I've heard it before but where?" I thought to myself before nearly tripping over a book. I didn't want to step on any books or paper that might be important so I start to pick up a few and placed them on a stack when some crows start to fly past me making me close my eye for a second, when I opened them I saw another corpse with grey skin, black hair, purple suit, glasses, and his left arm and side rib cage had decayed.

"There you are!" Wally exclaimed cheerfully running to Frank "oh, my dear boy, there 'you' are" Frank said annoyed as I looked at him knowing I've seen him somewhere "I've brought my partner, Gold" Wally said happily showing me off to Frank who took a look at me shocked before spinning his head around really fast "WHAT!PARTNER!" He said before stopping his head with his hands before taking a closer look at me "and you're alive! how are you here?" He said as he grabbed my face to inspect it "this is remarkable!" He said as I looked at him 'wait now I remember' "um exhausted me Mr. Frank but is Frankly your surname by chance?" I questioned when he let go of my face "yes... it is, how did you know that?" He asked looking at me suspiciously "so you are Eddie's husband! Your Frank Dear!" I said excited "wait! My husband, how is he? is he okay!?" Frank said as he grabbed my shoulder a bit rough "um Frank be careful of them, they're fragile" Wally said worried "Eddie is alright, he's been my best friend for my whole life, he would always tell me stories about you and him" I said as Frank hands loosen their grip letting me take them off my shoulders before gently holding them both in my hands "how much you made him happy and how much he missed you, he loved you so much Mr. Dear" I said when Frank gave me a sad smile when I released his hands "thank you" he said before turning to Wally "now what do you need" he asked Wally

"We need to go up, upstairs? To visit the land of the living" Wally explained "land of the living? Oh, my dear boy" Frank said looking down pinching his nose "please Frank" Wally begged "now, why go up there, when people are dying to get down here" Frank said sarcastically "please Mr. Dear it would mean so much to us" I said making him soften a bit "I don't know, it's just not natural" he replied

"Please, Frank surely there must be something you can do" Wally begged again before Frank gave in "okay fine, let me see what I can do, where did I put that book? I left it somewhere" he began looking everywhere for a certain book "left it here somewhere" Frank started to through books around looking while me and Wally catched them and placed them on different bookshelf "oh! There's the one!" Frank held a large maroon book before coming back to us and started to search though it "ah there's the one, I have it, a Ukrainian haunting spell, just the thing for these quick trips" Frank explained "so glad you thought of this" Wally joyfully whispered as I nodded

"Now, then where were we?" Frank asked

"The Ukrainian haunting spell" Wally replied

"Ah, here we have it, ready?" Frank asked as we both nodded "just remember, when you want to come back say 'hopscotch'" he explained

"Hopscotch?" Wally asked

"Yes, and Gold" he looked at me "yes?" I asked "please call me Frank and tell Eddie... I love him too" he said giving me a smile as he cracked an egg on me taking us back into the living realm

🪡🪡🪡🪡🪡🪡🪡🪡🪡🪡🪡🪡🪡🪡🪡🪡🪡🪡

??? pov

I was working on one of my projects when Poppy came I'm "oh hello Poppy what brings you by?" I asked "oh dearie I have such news, Wally has finally gotten married" she said with excitement "really? Wally finally got married?" I was shocked no I have never really talked with the others only customers that come in but Poppy along with Sally have been my top costumers and close friends, letting me know all the gossip that's happening around so I know who Wally was and how he dies even if I've never met him "thats wonderful who are they?" I asked "you won't believe this but they're a breather!" She said shocking me "a breather!?, wow that's new" I said focusing on my project "yes dearie and looking at them reminded me of something" she said "what was it?" I asked trying to get the stitches straight "they wore what sounded like the wedding dress you made dearie" she exclaimed

I stood up straight 'my dress!?' "what did it look like?!" I said frantic but trying to stay calm "oh, it was white, light blue ribbon around the waist, it has sleeve with pearls on top along with the top part of the dress, they were beautiful" she said joyously I quickly turned to her to ask her something serious "did they have a white choker with ruffles and a blue gem?" I asked "but of course" she said as I realized what this meant 'no one knows about the chokers, no one knows except... damn it! those two of course they stoop that low!' I slapped my head "oh dearie are you alright" Poppy asked "yes... I am" I said trying to go back to my work "no you aren't dear, something is up in that head of yours" Poppy said as she walked closer to me "they're your younger sibling, the one you were forced to leave behind isn't it" Poppy placed her wing on my shoulder as I stopped working placing the needle down "where are they?" I asked wanting to reunite with them "from what Sally told me, the couple left to the living realm" Poppy said as we walked towards the shop's door "oh... hey Poppy" I said "yes dearie?" She said "please let me know if they come back please, I would love to see them again, more then anything" I said giving Poppy a hugs

"Of course... Jewel" and with that she was gone

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Chapter 5

#o/c #welcome home #welcome home oc #wally darling #wally darling x o/c #wally darling x reader #wally x reader #corpse puppet au #@sketchquill #poppy partridge #sally starlet #frank frankly #home

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reallyromealone · 2 years

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(name) was hard working, constantly on top of his shit and gave his all.

That's why it hurt a bit to quit his job as an assistant.

Why did he do that?

Because his boss caught wind that he started dating the bonten men a week and a half ago and tried using the poor assistant to get buddy buddy with them and trying to make demands from poor (name) like he had any control on what those men did.

He couldn't control their actions and he knew his boss was far to intimidated to actually say it to them himself so tried to use (name) as a way to voice his opinions.

"C'mon (name)! Please reconsider!" Mr. Ito practically begged his one connection to the up and ups of the underground and gripped (name)s wrist tightly to try and make him not leave.

"Let me go Mr.Ito, I am sorry but I am leaving" (name) said prying himself free and hastily leaving the office, hearing the older man say something about regretting it as he rubbed his bruising wrist "gotta get some ice for this.." (name) tisked as he got to his car, driving in silence as he thought over his next move. He had offers from other companies for various positions and some far better paying than what Mr. Ito gave so he wasn't to worried.

The bruise became a light purple by time he got home, not paying much attention to it as he began making dinner for his boyfriend's as when he found out their appalling eating habits they somehow started a tradition of dinners together at least twice a week depending on schedules.

Though his would be open for a bit.

Crap, what was he going to tell them?

He couldn't exactly lie but he didn't want to tell them that he quit because of them inderectly interfering--- it wasn't like it was their fault after all! It was Mr. Ito acting like he had control over his relationship and (name) had to leave because it was becoming a toxic work environment.

He was so caught up aggressively chopping vegetables for dinner, thoughts flooding that he didn't hear the door unlock as his boyfriend's entered his apartment.

He gave them keys so they would stop picking the god damn lock.

"Smells good bab---what happened to your wrist?" Rans voice grew cold as he gently took the knife from (name)s hand to inspect the bruised wrist and catching the others attention in the process and (name) watched their faces all shift to something cold and indescribable, causing a shiver to run down his back.

"Ah-- it's nothing serious"

"If it's nothing serious, why can't you tell us?" Koko asked with a slight head tilt, if his eyes weren't dead looking he would have looked pretty cute.

Not the time though.

(Name) sighed and explained the events that transpired and context, the men slowly brimming with anger.

Usually it was people trying to schmooze them for power but now people were trying that with (name)? Unacceptable.

They did feel a little fuzzy at the fact that he didn't try and use them for clout though, not like former partners the men have had individually.

(Name) saw them as people, not influence.

Though they wouldn't mind doing it for him--

The men shared glances with one another, they were gonna handle this later.

The men loved spoiling (name), his reactions were always so genuine and kind if not a bit flustered, and tonight was no exception as they bought him a designer suit and luxury colonges and various accessories "what's this?" (Name) asked with a head tilt, another thing they grew obsessed with as that he never expected anything from them and was genuinely excited when they chose to spend their spare time with him.

"Can't we spoil our baby?" Ran said oh so smoothly as he walked behind him, gently kissing his neck and smirking at the slight jolt he received in return "i guess..." (Name) mumbled with a blush, causing the men to chuckle at his reactions.

"We were wondering if you could wear this to the gala..." Kakucho said with a lopsided smirk, watching (name) fidget with rans fingers gently before nodding "you guys didn't have to..."

"We wanted to though"

"Ok..."

(Name) had just finished getting ready, looking like a million bucks when someone knocked on his door.

Takeomi smirked at him when he opened the door "and here I thought you couldn't get hotter..."

"Shut up..." (Name) mumbled as he allowed the other to lead him to the car, hand on the small of his back as he was seated between Mikey and Takeomi in the car "remember baby, stick to us and enjoy yourself... and never wander off by yourself" Mikey said seriously, gently holding (name)s face in his hand and once (name) nodded he pulled him into a soft and deep kiss "good boy" his voice was even as he managed to leave (name) breathless and calming his nerves.

(Name) has been to these events before though as a nameless assistant sticking behind his employer...now he was coming as an actual guest with the most affluent men in Japan and he didn't want to embarrass them.

The men couldn't keep their eyes off him through the cat ride, sly comments and teasing touches and before they knew it they were at their destination.

It was weird having eyes on him like this but decided it was best to just keep quiet and hold onto one of his boyfriends arms as they spoke about business and trade, he did enjoy not having to keep mental notes of everything though.

Eventually he was looking at art with Koko who watched (name) carefully, enjoying the sight of him enjoying himself.

"(Name)?" Mr Ito's voice took him out of his trance as he looked over to the man who tried to look surprised "oh hello Mr. Ito" (name) was slightly uncomfortable and Koko definitely didn't forget the bruise the man left on (name)s skin and protectively put a hand on his waist when Mr Ito tried to take a step closer.

"Have you recieved my emails?" Mr. Ito said as if he was still his boss and (name) raised an eyebrow "no? I am not employed to you so I see no reason to"

"That was just a misunderstanding!"

"It really wasn't, I quit and you assaulted me"

(Name) didn't allow room for argument, watching his former employers face get more red at his lack of compliance"listen here you little---"

"Now now, what's all the commotion?" Rans velvet voice rang behind the man who turned to see the Haitani brothers "you wouldn't be by chance... harrassing our date would you Mr Ito?" Ran said with a sickening sweet voice, a threat behind those inconspicuous words as Mr Ito tried squaring his shoulders.

"I suggest you step away and go do whatever it is cretins like you do before we go fishing yes?"

The threat was very much present now and even Mr Ito knew not to trifle with these men, anyone with half a brain knew.

With one last glare he wandered off and Ran cupped (name)s cheek "god you're so attractive when you're standing your ground" ran said softly, checking to make sure he was unharmed "I just said what I wanted to say to him when I last spoke to him" (name) said as Koko fixed his hair.

"Let's go see Mikey, get something to eat yes?"

Despite the small hiccup (name) had a grand time, his boyfriends even getting to show off how cool they were and Mikey stealing his food every so often.

(Name) didn't expect to get so many boyfriends from a drunk party but he was quite pleased with the outcome.

Now if he could only convince them to stop trying to get him to work for them.

#tokyo revengers x male reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #bonten x reader #male reader

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sheeshhhhgooffdude · 27 days

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Ladies and gentlemen, I present you the Red Flag gang of P.E.A.C.E

FLUG'S RED FLAG:

EMOTIONALLY UNAVAILABLE

CAN BE EMOTIONALLY ABUSIVE

POOR COMMUNICATION

YOUR ON A ONE PERSON TANGO WHEN HE IS YOUR BOYFRIEND

MISS HEED'S RED FLAG:

NARCISSISTIC

BRATTY AND PUSHY

GREEDY FOR EVERYTHING

COULDN'T CARELESS OF HOW YOU FEEL

GOLDHEART'S RED FLAG:

YOU CAN'T GO AGAINST WHAT HE SAYS

EMOTIONALLY MANIPULATIVE

WILL STOP AT NOTHING TO GET HIS GOALS

WILL SACRIFICE YOU IF NEEDED

Good luck dating these three, buddy. They are going to traumatize your ass.

~Red

#Villainous #miss heed #dr kenning flugslys #dr flug #goldheart #cecilia amanda kelly #villainous fanart #gold heart

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letmetellyouaboutmyfeels · 1 year

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Well. I guess today is the day I post this.

Putting this all below a cut to spare your dashes.

This statement will seem dramatic. I apologize. I don't know any other way to put this.

For a long time, I've felt unsafe in this fandom as a bisexual person.

At some point we got a new wave of people in this fandom (I can't pinpoint when since I never know anything that goes on in this godforsaken cesspit), and we started to get a growing wave of people talking about Eddie as a gay man, rather than bisexual or queer or ambiguous/unlabeled in his sexuality.

It was something I could easily ignore at first. I didn't agree with it, but I rolled my eyes and kept on keepin' on. It didn't really affect me. I had my own little corner and that was that.

But as time has gone on, it's become so popular and pervasive that every time I turn around, I'm running into it. It seems to be (but might not be, I could be wrong) the more popular interpretation of Eddie.

For example, I got an ask at the beginning of February, asking me what was wrong with gay Eddie, since it seems to be the "general consensus." Additionally, there was a podcast episode an anthropology student made where the host said that they have also seen people have generally decided Eddie is gay, not bi or queer. I'm not the only one who's noticed this and decided this is the general/most popular opinion of the fandom.

And I'm here to say that it's unbelievably hurtful.

It's not a new thing for people to dismiss Shannon. And let me tell you, it brings me no joy to defend her. I deeply, deeply dislike her and always have. But I must, because whether I like her or not doesn't matter as much as her importance to Eddie and her role in his life. Not just as Christopher's mother, but as his first love and as his wife.

However, over the past year or so there's been a serious shift within the fandom to ignore or gloss over Shannon, and to paint Eddie as a gay man who has always been gay, and never been attracted to women, and never wanted to sleep with one. Even though, canonically, he and Shannon jumped right back into bed together and wouldn't stop fucking every time they met up, despite that choice being detrimental to their relationship and preventing them from discussing important things.

Eddie was so busy fucking his wife like a rabbit in springtime that he couldn't settle down and talk with her. He fucked her repeatedly even though he didn't fully trust her with their son anymore. If that's not thinking with your dick I don't know what is.

Eddie's grief over Shannon's loss and his complicated feelings about her (his love for her vs his anger at her choices vs his own poor self-esteem) haunted him throughout season three. It's why he joined the fight club. It haunts him in season four, when he chooses to date Ana to give Chris a substitute mother even though he is not yet ready to date/move on from Shannon.

Even if I put on my Buddie shipper goggles and say, "what about Buck?" I do not think it makes any sense whatsoever for Eddie to be aware of his feelings for Buck pre-shooting. I think that is the moment he realizes what his heart wants and where he's chosen to love again. Not before.

Bobby moving on with Athena does in no way erase his love for his previous wife, and he went through a process similar to Eddie - in fact that similarity is part of why Bobby sees so much of himself in Eddie and why he tries to give Eddie advice on the subject. But I have to wonder, if Bobby had dated Michael instead of Athena, if the fandom would react the same way they do with Eddie - if they would claim Bobby was gay the whole time, and never truly felt sexual attraction for his wife.

I know Shannon is a disliked character by and large (I'm one of the people who dislikes her) and that her relationship with Eddie was complicated. Eddie wasn't always happy in his relationship with her. But neither was Athena, and yet the fact she was once attracted to and in love with Michael is never questioned.

Eddie is simply not allowed nuance in his relationship with Shannon. He is not allowed (as Bobby and Athena are) to have a complicated relationship with his spouse or to move on with another character while not denying his previous attraction to her. Eddie's relationship with Shannon is reduced to something he did because he had to, without any genuine sexual attraction, and without any sexual enjoyment. He is allowed to love her, but to never have been in love with her.

Eddie's biggest arc and piece of character development for two whole seasons (seasons two and three, arguably parts of season four) are erased.

The underlying message, whether intended or not, is that they are erased because they do not matter. And they do not matter because if they did, Eddie would be bi, or queer, or anything except 100% homosexual. And that means that the underlying message is that being gay is more important, more valid, and better than bisexuality.

I'm not saying this message is intentional. Frankly I don't think it is. I'm saying it is there.

And of course, when others have pointed out that this is hurtful and erases a big part of Eddie's history, and that therefore makes them feel ignored and erased as a bisexual person, there's been hostility. Some of it's been openly hostile and frankly feels like fighting for the sake of fighting, the kind of self-righteous love of blood in the water that has kept me a lurker in fandoms for so long.

The more insidious hurt, for me, is the people who refuse to publicly support people who call out the biphobia. They say nothing when people talk about how they're attacked for pointing out the issues with gay!Eddie, or they support both gay!Eddie and bi!Eddie sides, depending on the time of day and who's saying it. It makes me distrusting of a lot of people who try to tell me they support me. How can I believe you when you turn around and agree with the people saying Eddie's gay? Reblogging posts and championing it?

At best it feels like being accidentally hurtful while supporting/being open to multiple headcanons. At worst it feels like lying to placate me.

I don't appreciate being placated.

Fandom can give a skewed perspective on things such as representation in media. I understand that many people who identify as 6 on the Kinsey Scale have struggled deeply with repression, self-loathing, ignorance, and compulsive heterosexuality. I understand wanting that representation, especially in an older character when it feels like a lot of our media is still about queer teenagers rather than queer adults (especially queer adults over the age of thirty). And so with many slash ships having to deal with the existence of opposite-sex love interests in the characters comprising that ship, bisexuality can feel like the norm when in reality, characters who are gay (whether they always knew it or discover it later) are still much more prevalent than bisexual characters in media.

For example, in Our Flag Means Death we have Stede. In IT, Richie is inferred to be gay rather than bi (god forbid they confirm Eddie K's gayness but that's another matter...) In fact, in 9-1-1 alone, we have Michael. There's also the matter of who gets to be gay and who gets to be bi. In Glee, for example, Santana is the one who gets the nuanced coming-out story with drama and depth. Brittany, her bisexual girlfriend, doesn't get nearly as much attention or thought, and off-screen cheats on Santana in a staggering moment of biphobia (a decision the likes of which Ryan Murphy is not-so-affectionately known for).

Yet from people who headcanon Eddie as gay I repeatedly see the rallying cry of "letting us have this," as if 'this' is something they never get, or get less than bisexual people. Again, I understand the way fandom might skew things. But we cannot allow the broken goggles of fandom to, in turn, blinker our reality of the media landscape. Bisexuality is still less represented, and the wounds of "oh being with X man is nothing like all those women I was with, this is special and real" are still fresh (looking at you, Destiel shippers circa 2009-2012).

In fact as I out myself here as uh one of those veterans, I implore people to understand how this was the norm for so, so many years. Fandom has a short memory, I get it. It's hard to keep track of everything. But this embrace of bisexuality is rather recent. You look around and you see, for example, people happily joking about Dean Winchester's bisexuality. That was not always the case. For a long time, it was about perpetuating biphobia and casual misogyny as shippers wrote meta and fic about how no woman could ever make him feel like Cas does.

*pause for war flashbacks*

This was not the only instance or fandom. But I don't have time to name all the examples. My point is that there is a false collective narrative. My point is that when you are hurt, and have struggled, it can be hard to see that others have also been hurt and have also struggled. My point is that there is a continued instinct to put a certain type of character in one box and another type of character in a different box, and to try and expand the boxes, or move one character to another, is treated as a personal attack rather than an expansion of our understanding and a dismantling of our stereotypes.

Why is it always the character who has a lot of sex and/or is super comfortable on the subject of sex, or is very casual about sex, who gets to be bi/pan/fluid in sexuality? Why are bi people never allowed to be reserved, or have only one or two partners in their life?

Why is the character who is casual (or seems like they will be casual) and relaxed about sexuality the one who is labeled bisexual? Why are bisexuals never allowed to have angst around their sexuality or come out later in life? Why is our pain, our internal struggle, never allowed to be discussed?

I'm not saying Buck should be viewed as gay. I think it's correct to talk about him as bi/pan/queer. But I do think it's fair to examine why Buck's relationship with Abby is viewed in its proper important context while Eddie's relationship with Shannon is diminished and ignored.

Buck gets to talk about Abby. He gets to have genuinely been in love with her. He gets to retain that piece of his character. Eddie does not. Eddie's relationship with Shannon ended up hurting him just as much as Buck's relationship with Abby, in fact even more so, and yet people handwave that away as compulsive heterosexuality (which is not restricted to gay people, by the way, bi people experience that as well) and act like he didn't actually fall in love with her and have repeated enthusiastic sex with her.

People love to tout Ana as proof that Eddie is gay, but it doesn't matter what your sexuality is - if you aren't attracted to someone and you don't want them touching you, then you don't want them touching you. If you don't want to have sex with someone, you don't want to have sex with someone. Your sexuality doesn't matter. Just because a man is straight doesn't mean he wants to have sex with all women. Just because a man is gay doesn't mean he wants to have sex with all men. Just because a person is bi doesn't mean they want to have sex with everyone on the planet. And just because someone is asexual doesn't mean they have no libido or would never have sex at all for another reason (intimacy, fun, etc.). Sexual desire and drive are a very personal things, and both romantic and sexual attraction can play various roles or no role at all depending on the individual.

Eddie’s refusal to sleep with Ana or touch her is not a sign of him being gay as opposed to bi or queer or any other sexuality. It’s not a sign of any sexuality at all. It’s a sign that he was forcing himself into that relationship. He didn't want to be with Ana. He didn't love Ana. He didn't want to have sex with Ana.

Now, do I think how he broke up with her - his words about "the idea of us" - is insanely queer? Yes. Yes I do. And yes, for the record, I think that was deliberate on the part of the writers. But that simply says to me that he's queer. Not gay, not bi, not pan, not demi, not anything other than not straight.

To take that speech and those words and to say they could only possibly apply to a fully 100% gay man as opposed to anyone under the queer umbrella is hurtful. People's experiences as gay people are valid, and often, sadly, painful and just like Eddie's. But so are people's experiences as bi people, as pan people, as unlabeled people, as 'queer as in fuck you' people.

To wit: People ignore canonical evidence about Shannon, and claim canonical evidence about Ana as their own and no one else's, in order to support their interpretation of Eddie's sexuality.

That erases the rest of us.

I know that's hard to hear. I know that sounds like it comes with judgment. You are trying to speak your own truth, and you are identifying strongly with a character that you love, and it's hard to then hear that in doing those things, you are hurting or erasing others. I've had to hear that in my time, and I'm sure I'll have to hear it again, and it's never easy. But we must sit with this discomfort as our friend, not our foe, and use it to grow.

However, since fandom is our safe space, we often view anything and everything as a personal attack, and we often make judgments and interpretations based too strongly on our own experiences. Sometimes this is a good thing - I think the number of people who say Buck reminds them of their own ADHD are correct and that it adds great depth to his character. I'm glad Oliver has embraced it. I think the people who say Eddie speaks to their own demisexuality have a great point and I think it adds nuance to his character and behavior.

(In fact I also love trans!Buck headcanons! I think they're neat and I've read some fics I enjoyed that featured that.)

On the other hand, however, it often leads to people adding interpretations onto things that do not reflect canon or the actual character. They then view others pointing out the lack of support for this in canon, or the contradiction with canon, as a personal attack (looking at you, "Chim is abusive" people, go jump in a lake). It's hard to take that breath and recognize that not everything a character is or does or experiences is the same as what you are, or do, or have experienced. Especially when it touches on something as personal and important as our sexuality.

Because of this, I debated a long time on whether I should say something. I tried to identify the difference between what hurt me because it didn't line up with my thoughts and what hurt me because of actual stereotyping. I worked to make sure that this was more than simply taking an innocuous difference of opinion and twisting it into a personal attack.

Which brings me to why I say the word 'unsafe'. That seems like an extreme word. But I've seen people say that they "got a brain" and realized Eddie was gay, not bi. I've seen people take gifsets that mention Eddie being bi and tag them 'okay but I believe in gay!Eddie' or 'I'm a gay!Eddie truther'. I've seen people go out of their way in fics to mention Eddie disliking/being grossed out by female genitalia. I've seen fanartists put Eddie in gay colors/flags as opposed to bi/demi/etc colors/flags, on art that really didn't need it to convey the story - as if one cannot make a piece of art with Eddie on it without declaring one's opinion on his sexuality.

(Yes, I think there's a strong possibility that Eddie is demisexual. I wish people would embrace that idea more. Personally, I think he wouldn't label himself at all and simply say he was queer if asked. But given the discussion we're having right now on this post about gay/bi headcanons, I think it's clear a lot of people actually aren't as ready to embrace or consider minority sexualities as they might like to think.)

I repeat: this is not just happening on a person's own art or post or fanfic. People are reblogging posts, gifsets, and so on that mention bisexual Eddie and saying, okay but I see him as gay. They are not content to live and let live. They are actively saying they disagree. If you disagree, then why reblog the thing that talks about/mentions Eddie as bi? Why not simply leave it be?

I cannot overstate how hurtful this is; how much it feels like erasure, dismissal, and condescension.

You cannot tell me if that was something you saw about your gender, or sexuality, or so on, that you wouldn't begin to feel unsafe. That you wouldn't begin to question if you would be unheard, or dismissed, or viewed as less-than. Tell me you wouldn't start to wonder, if you were a character on a TV show, if people wouldn't erase your sexual and romantic history and ignore a big piece of yourself because certain sexualities just weren't good enough for them.

You cannot tell me that in seeing these things you wouldn't walk away with the idea that bisexuality (or other sexualities in general but bisexuality is the one brought up and to which being gay is compared in regards to Eddie) is viewed as lesser to these people, and to the community at large. You cannot tell me that some people are not internalizing this narrative, no matter what their own sexuality might be.

And, yes, reading that earlier paragraph you might say, "Mads, are you vagueing?" That is not my intention. I want to head off at the pass the rebuttal that this isn't happening. I want to cut off the demand for examples. However, I'm also not going to name names, because I don't wish to cause harm to people who I think, by and large, are well-meaning.

That's what I'm hoping is true, in writing this. That most of the people reading this, and pushing the Eddie-is-gay narrative, are well-meaning. "I'm bi myself!" many of you will say.

Yes, well. I'm a woman and I was perfectly capable of a lot of misogynistic thinking growing up, and I often fell into sexist stereotypes in my headcanons and writing and so on.

But I hope, since most of you are well-meaning, this post will instead cause you to think, and examine, and ponder.

I'm sure many people reading this are rolling their eyes and thinking, "what about the first rule of fandom? Ship and let ship? Kink tomato? Etc? Let people have different headcanons." I've certainly seen such flippant remarks from people before on this very subject in this fandom.

And the thing is, I have really tried to do that. I have tried to take it that way. But I think that it's also entirely fair for me to be hurt when a person's headcanon/interpretation ignores canon and erases a big part of a character's life and history.

I know, I know, we could get into a big philosophical discussion about how slash and femslash shipping by nature does something along those lines. But I feel that in the now-common interpretation of Eddie as gay, there is a pushing of stereotypes about both gay and bisexual people. There is a splitting of hairs on queerness. There is a subtext, whether acknowledged or not by those who push this interpretation, that being gay as opposed to a more fluid sexuality is more painful, more fraught, more challenging. That bisexuality, pansexuality, queerness as an umbrella term - those are less fraught and inherently easier. It's one of the pillars upon which exclusion in the queer community is based.

It also, generally, ignores the idea that one's sexuality can change over time. Maybe I'm wrong and maybe most people with the interpretation of Eddie as gay actually view him as being gay now and that's how he identifies now without erasing his canonical (and important) sexual and romantic attraction to Shannon. But that doesn't seem to be the case, and I certainly don't want to risk myself emotionally by trying to find out.

Not to mention that hey, when people are saying something is hurtful to them, seeing people make posts hand-waving and saying "get over yourselves, relax, take a chill pill" feels beyond condescending and dismissive.

I'd like to make it clear, I'm not asking for people to never write Eddie as gay, and that we should never see Eddie as gay again in this fandom, or that anyone who writes Eddie as gay should be dogpiled. I'm not the boss of anyone, I'm not the fandom police, I don't make the rules. But I think, when a certain behavior brings people pain - and more people than just myself, as I have learned in many private conversations - there comes a time when the least one can do is speak up about it.

Sometimes someone needs to be the one to stand up and say, "this hurts me. I am in pain, and this is why."

Again, especially when people are going out of their way to say "but I disagree, he's gay" on posts, gifsets, and so on mentioning Eddie having a different sexuality. You might feel this post is unnecessary. You might feel it's preachy. You might feel I should shut up and get off my high horse.

But the fact of the matter is when you come into someone's house tracking mud and they tell you to clean it up, you don't get to yell at them and claim they are trying to stop you from playing outside.

I kept my silence on this for a long time and part of that was I didn't want to police anyone. Now, however, we are at a point where people who think Eddie is gay are invading other people's spaces. It's not just that this headcanon is everywhere. It's not just that people are using such dismissive language when the possibility of Eddie liking women comes up. It is also that people are going out of their way to dismiss Eddie's bisexuality and argue that their interpretation is better on posts about Eddie being bi.

So frankly, I don't think anyone gets to walk away from this scoffing "don't like don't read" at me when nobody else around here is offering me that courtesy. If I could avoid reading it, I would. You came into my house, and the house of everyone else who makes a post, a fic, a gif, about Eddie being anything except a Kinsey 6.

Yes, reblogs are turned off for this. Anon is also turned off. You might say that's cutting off discussion, and you would be right. The blunt truth is I don't trust people online to respond with thoughtfulness, good faith, and care. I don't trust people to take their time and think before shooting off an emotional, defensive response. And I don't care to spend my time and energy educating people.

Maybe if I was a better person - a more social, more patient, and less private person - I would be the kind of person who would have the long hard discussions to educate and share my thoughts, to help you see my side. But that's not who I am, and I certainly don't owe it to anyone, not a single person here, to scrounge up my nonexistent trust and goodwill to have that discussion with you.

I've said my piece on this. I'm sure my tone seems harsh. The tone with which this is actually written is weariness, exhaustion, and, yes, nausea. It makes one sick and wears one down, to feel so on edge in a space and yet to try and ignore that to find joy anyway. Because I get a lot of joy in sharing my fics, and reblogging gifsets and meta, and I don't want to lose that joy.

But I suppose it needs to be said. I know others have said it, but I hope that I have said all this with enough calm and articulation that it will truly be understood, and it will not start drama or discourse, because that's not what I want. Truly. I spent enough of 2020 being dragged into one piece of bullshit drama after another. I'm not interested in wading back into that. I've kept pretty extreme radio silence for a reason.

My hope is simply for people to step back and take a long hard look at why they've decided one half of our ship is gay, and one half is bi, and what that might say about their subconscious stereotypes about gay and bi people.

If I've gotten you to do that, then this post is worth it.

I'm sorry I don't have any answers. I'm sure this would be a lot easier for people to read if I ended it with "and here's what to do moving forward." I think the desire to provide answers - for themselves and for others - is what drives people to make posts that condemn, or get aggressive, or seem to simply be out there to shut people up. People want to have a solution. They want the problem to go away.

I don't have a solution. I don't have answers for anyone. I truly wish I did. Part of why I've waited so long in posting this is trying to come up with a way to end this that would give people actionable steps. But at the end of the day, all I can really say is that I hope the people reading this will do some internal searching, and thoughtful discussion, and understand better the subconscious choices we make, the biases we hold, and how we can hurt people without meaning to.

I don't want apologies. I say that with love - I'm not looking for people to self-flagellate before me or make some kind of mea culpa post. I don't think that would help anything, and I don't think anyone owes that to me. Frankly I'm not interested in public discussion, and if there are posts others make about this, I don't want to see them.

You can make posts on your blog ranting about me (just please don't tag me, again, I don't want to see it). You can discuss this in your discord groups. You can vagueblog about me and chat about me in DMs. I don't care. I'd just like people to hear me say, "I am hurt, and you are hurting me, and I know it's not intentional, but this is why." Anything else is up to you. Any changes, in thought or behavior, are up to you. Probably nothing will change. But at least I've said something, and I've tried.

Thank you for reading this far, and I hope you have a great day. Stay safe and take care of yourself.

#I am so sorry this turned into such a manifesto #I tried to keep it succinct while also covering every possible base #to avoid misinterpretation or unkindness #but I suppose at the end of the day I am a long-winded person #who tends to over-explain everything #hopefully that over-explaining has cut down on bad faith assumptions #but with this fandom who knows #I'll probably be off tumblr for a bit because my anxiety is through the roof posting this #mads rants

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