#riles;writes

[willowser]

i will never stop writing bakugou as a shy, blushy loserboy, but. the idea of you being more inexperienced than him ??

you're carefully bandaging him up at the agency clinic, after he'd taken a nasty hit that left his shoulder scuffed up, and he's been in here with you more times than he can count, much too late at night, and maybe that's how you get into this conversation in the first place; weird stuff always gets said at this hour.

"no, i'm telling you," despite the vulnerability of what you're saying — despite the awful look that must be on his face — you're laughing. "never dated anyone, never been taken on a date, nothing."

and — he really must look truly terrible, with his mouth open and his lip curled over his teeth and his brows furrowed, because he can't hardly believe a fucking word you're saying. it pisses him off and he doesn't know why, just seems. a waste, for no one to have appreciated someone like you.

someone that he maybe thinks about too much, that is too nice and not funny to anyone but themselves but still laughs and hardworking and. so pretty that it annoys him.

his question comes out rough, harsh. "why the hell not?"

"i don't know," you shrug, eyes cutting to his before focusing back on patching him up. "i'm — probably too shy and weird, or something. and online dating is hard, y'know! some guys are really into the purity thing, like too into it, and some guys find out and won't touch me with a ten-foot pole, so," and then you shrug. like that's all there is to it.

and katsuki is just astounded to know this. not that he's ever done all that much himself, but all his bases have been covered, by now in his life, and he just really can't imagine anyone knowing you and not wanting to—

he realizes the irony of thinking this, like a punch to the gut. after knowing you for almost two years now and never so much as complimenting your stupid hair and the stupid way you wear it.

"well," katsuki grumbles, averting his eyes to the walls of the clinic, trying to seem more interested in your creepy, anatomy posters. "maybe he's comin'...or whatever."

"who's coming?"

"your guy, i don't know!" it's unfortunate that his shirt is off for this, because there's no way you aren't getting a perfect view of the flush that spreading down to his chest. "your dude, maybe he's...figuring it out."

"hmm, maybe. that's what my gran says, but who knows?" you shrug, oblivious — and suddenly your singleness makes a smidge more sense. "i've resigned myself to a touchless, loveless life for—"

"he's comin'!" katsuki barks and you startle at the outburst, eyes casting over his warm cheeks and then down his chest and back. finally, it fucking clicks for you, like he hasn't been finding excuse after excuse to see you every damn night for ages. "he's...checkin' his work schedule and then he's...gonna figure it out, alright?"

you brighten considerably, lip going between your teeth. "oh, yeah, yeah," and your smile is unstoppable, not hidden in the slightest as you turn to the steri-tray at your side, shyness bleeding into his own. "alright."

#WAAAAHHHH #he considers himself so inexperienced #to the point he's such a flustered fucking dork about dating anyone #and so it makes him remarkably nervous around you to begin with #and then he goes absolutely bonkers learning that you've done even less than HIM AKFHDJSKAKAL #he's PISSED like WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN NO ONE HAS EVER KISSED YOU BEFORE #NEVER BOUGHT YOU SHITTY FLOWERS BEFORE #it is probably the thing that riles him up enough to make his move because he's just. so pissed about it alfbsisjai #lmaoooooo #✿ willow writes #✿ thoughts: bakugou #✿ theme: pre relationship bakugou

[izuke-the-zombie]

This is a little head cannon/What if Macaque had more original powers, a little more Starry Night dreamlike powers leaning into the more nurturing kind, you know, the moon and sun kind of powers? 🌙☀️

 

Maybe in the past, he was like a therapy friend to Wukong, someone he could really be himself with, vent, and tell his secrets without being judged in the safety of his own dreams. Someone he can truly trust, and that was Macaque.

Skip to Redemption Ark for Mac

Now he's a therapy friend to the whole MK team! (Against his will) They cuddle, pet, and vent to him with their problems. He's like one of Sandy's therapy cats, just bigger and grumpier.😾💕✨ he just has this way with people I guess

Okay, this is how it starts: Macaque and Wukong's first encounter was in a dream.

Wukong would not shut up about the pretty demon in his crazy dreams, often to his sworn brothers; he talked about all the fun and crazy adventures he'd have, the long meaningful conversations and jokes, and the occasionally moving pictures of otherworldly strong magical humans with sparkly eyes and spiky hair who wield giant weapons that shoots Fire called anime, and that this had been going on for a few months now.

This annoyed and concerned them; they think it's a demon trying to take over the Monkey King's mind or trying to brainwash him somehow, so Azure Lion and the Sworn Brothers all brainstormed together to devise a plan to somehow confront this tricky dream demon. Wukong doesn't want the fun dreams to end or scare off this other celestial monkey, so he decides to talk to his friend in his dreams. Wukong casually brings up the idea that the macaque should visit Flower Fruit and meet his sworn brothers! Macaque of course hesitates, not sure of the idea of traveling to an unknown island and meeting The Monkey King's questionable choice of sworn brothers, but of course, Wukong, sad and a bit offended, but he doesn't give up.

He decides to bring upon the Ultimate Weapon, begging and whining until Macaque crumbles and gives in, which eventually does. Mac reluctantly agrees to travel over to FFM in disguise, just to be safe he tells Wukong he'll be there. Within a month, Wukong couldn't be more excited; he was like a little kid waiting for Christmas day!

So this is what kinds of powers I think he should have.

😴 the first pic is crossing over to other people's dreams and making their experience life-like he has illusion magic so this makes sense to me. Wukong and macaque would prank the Brotherhood or play tags and hide and seek in their brother's dreams. 🌸The second pic is the soothing ability to calm one's nerves if they pet or cuddle him like a therapy cat,🐈 Wukong would groom him for hours to calm his nerves. now come copes with food🍑🍔🍭

🌸🎶I saved the best one for last the cute/sad little head Cannon I have

At the end of every dream Mac visits they would end it by dancing to music Mac would bring from the future laughing and stumbling while wukong slowly wakes up, wukong has always gone to bed early But now he goes even earlier to bed. Wukong always thought he was the luckiest monkey in the world he gets to have two Adventure and one of them is with his prettiest best friend Macaque 😚✨the monkey of his dreams.

🌸 Wukong couldn't truly dream of a world without his bestest friend🥰✨

#monkie kid #lego monkie kid #lmk #sun wukong #six eared macaque #doodle #monkey king #macaque #shadowpeach #third idea of power: creating little stars out of his hands that float around like for his shadow play or a night light for the baby monkey #cute right!? #originally I was going to write a short fanfic about Wukong having nightmares and not being able to sleep because of that Mac notices #and decides to visit Wukong in his dreams #Hong Kong wakes up in his dream within a dream to a beautiful breathtaking flower field and seeing the beautiful sky it looks super Galaxy #and Mac just pops up out of nowhere and tries to start up a conversation #at first he's like cocky and stuff and then he gets little awkward #fumbling with his words and he gets a little bit more flustered wukong is like super confused and surprise to see him here #Mac gives up on trying to talk and just attacks wukong after a while we'll come figures out he's just play fighting they pretty much #just play tag and wukong slowly he gets into it but Mac starts cheating a little bit and this Riles up The Monkey King and they're just #having a blast now and at the end of it they start talking eating a few peaches just joking around it's awkward but it's nice wukongs #grooming him and he's just feeling a whole lot better Mac wants to know what's bothering him but he feels like can wait until Monkey King #Monkey King is ready for that macaque gets up extensive hand to Wukong they try to dance #and they're both terribly out of practice they keep going until they're tumbling and laughing and will come slowly gets up #with a smile on the face and super well-rested all thanks to macaque the monkey of his dreams #seriously if anybody wants to make a fanfic about this you have my full permission I don't know I think you guys can do way better than me😫

[hungharrington]

something about teasing steve in public to the point where he's just flustered and so whiny and can barely keep a conversation... aaah

MMMM ANON U ARE SPEAKING MY LANGUAGE 

it won’t even be your fault in the beginning, he’s just a little more keyed up than usual - a steamy dream of your lips stretched around his cock that felt a little too real, had him squirming in his sleep— and worse is, he slept later than usual because of it so he hadn’t even been able to get out of his system before heading to work :( so yeah, his hormones might be flowing a little easier today but steve is fine! he’s fairly confident that the boring lull of his solo shift is precisely the boner killer he needs. 

except, of course, you decide to visit him— because you’re so nice to your boyfriend! and somehow, it’s like you manage to look actually mouth-watering today, like steve does a double take when the chime of the door goes off, head looking up twice and it’s like a visceral reaction, a pulse of heat that runs through his body. steve out right groans a little bit, covers his face with his hands for a moment and then runs them through his hair. you’re frowning a bit because what kind of welcome is that? and steve’s like “no no! not like that!” but fuck, wait those shorts you’re wearing are quite short— showing off your thighs sinfully and steve actually can’t control how he eyes you up and down unashamedly, tongue darting out to wet his lips — you clock the horny in him in a second

“my my, what’s got you in a such a mood today?” you ask, an elbow meeting the front counter as you lean on it, but you might as well be purring the words to steve- the way you just read him in an instant does not help all of the morning’s unforgotten feelings from crawling back into his body— steve groans aloud again when he feels his dick twitch in interest in his pants. 

“don’t,” he warns, jabbing a finger in your direction as his other hand as subtlety as he can readjusts his pants, “i was already nearly late to work because of you!” that makes you frown a bit in confusion, moving to round the counter to properly greet him since it’s so quiet in store- you plunk down a bag containing some lunch of him that you’d brought with you. steve arms are waiting and twine around your waist as your sling over his shoulders and round his neck, a sweet embrace with his back to the door. you smirk up at him just a bit, “late because of me? and how did i manage that all the way from my own home?” 

steve glances at the front door, dutiful in checking there’s no one coming, but even so his voice drops a bit quieter when he says, “you… i had a dream about you.” his face manages to get a little warmer, given away by the colour in his cheeks, and if you weren’t clued in before you definitely are now. steve’s funny about dreams, even though you assure him you’re quite flattered he searches for you even in his subconscious— but he always admits them a bit shyly, like you might react badly.

“a dream?” you echo, slithering your hands from around his neck down his chest purposefully — and steve shivers at the motion. before he gets a moment to tell you knock it off, you’re speaking first, hands travelling to trace over his tummy, “what sorta dream?” you ask, even though you know. steve glares at you because he knows it too. he glances out the front window again and speaks in a hushed voice when he turns back, “y’know,” he says, face somehow growing redder. “like a… a sexy dream,” 

and that makes you laugh a little bit, because how can he be so good at dirty talk in bed and still call it ‘a sexy dream’ like a 13 year old? you’ll never know. all you do know is that you’ve decided mischief is what you’re after today, hands slipping under his polo to scratch lightly along his v line — and it’s enough to make steve’s breath stutter. “what are you—?” he asks, his hands around your waist beginning to move, like he might seize your torturous hands. “what happened in the dream?” you ask instead, cutting him off. you pair your question with a hand that runs down his front, not at all subtle with the way you brush against his cock. it shoots a thrill through you to feel he’s already half hard in his pants- your hand ends up atop his thigh, fingers rubbing the sensitive inner part of it as you ask him again, before he can catch up, “what got you so worked up, stevie?” steve’s eyes scrunch closed, whether from the memory of the dream or your inching higher hand— the other stays on his tummy, thumbing light circles on his happy trail. 

“you-“ he starts, cutting himself off with another little shiver. one hand leaves your waist like he’s going to grab your own but you’re already trailing further up, beginning just lightly palming him through his jeans - and his hand just hovers instead, clenching into a fist. his gaze has moved to watch your hand work him intently “fuck, wait,” he says, breath a little heavier than before. “you— you were,” he’s scarlet in the face by this point, words getting a little weaker. you properly rub him, curling your fingers around what you can feel and giving it a good squeeze and steve audibly swears, some pathetic noise escaping his throat before he can stop it. 

“you gotta stop,” he manages to exhale through a jagged breath, even though his hands stay exactly as they are, flexing through his pent up hormones. “it’s— someone could…” he trails off breathily as you dip your thumb beneath his waist line as you give another delicious rub along his cock, enough that another strangled pitiful noise comes from steve’s mouth, along with a whisper of your name. you can’t tell if it’s lucky for him or not that nobody has come into the store in the time you’ve been toying with him. you pout exaggeratingly, “but you didn’t even tell me what happened in the dream?” 

you choose that exact moment to retract your hands, pulling back just a bit and standing on your tiptoes to press a kiss to his scorching cheek. steve’s blinking, confused by the whiplash of suddenly having so much touch turn to none but you’re already rounding the corner— “you’ll have to tell me later, i guess! enjoy lunch, baby” and he’s like stammering, turning in time as you approach the door and barely get out his own goodbye before you’re gone, the bell chiming as you go. steve huffs, taking one glance at his pants and resigning himself to spending the next hour pressed against the counter and not moving at all. “little minx,” he curses, tugging his collar away from his neck to try cool off even just a bit. he swears that is the longest shift he’s ever worked - but can’t even be too mad about what you did, considering you were well & truly waiting for him when he came home, ready to bring his dream to life 

#MMMMM #anon u and me got the same thoughts #i just wanna sit in the back of the theatre and see if he can keep quiet while i jerk him off <3 #get him all riled up so he can come get revenge later <3 #steve either actually has to flip the closed sign and go finish himself in the bathroom #or is the Most pent up you've seen in awhile and literally cums from you grinding on his lap #<3 i love whiney steve #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington smut #steve smut #jay writes

[chirpsythismorning]

Thinking about how if the byler sign wasn’t meant to be posted for fans to see out in the open, then that means it was actually directed at Netflix specifically…

#byler #signgate #byler won’t write itself #like they were literally protesting outside of Netflix..? #with a sign they had no intention of posting on social media to rile up fans (presumably) #but just as a f u to netflix… #LMAOOO Netflix are bylers confirmed 😭

[valeriianz]

Road trip AU but make it hurt/comfort:

Dream is a runaway, hitches a ride with Hob, who's a traveling chef. Cue a slow trust, a budding friendship, banter, and motel sex. But first...

-

“Seriously?” Hob muttered to himself as he made out the dark smudge along the highway. 

Hob saw the black jacket and backpack before an arm swung out, a thumb sticking in the air.

A hitchhiker.

Something familiar made Hob’s heart stutter, recognizing the tired gait, the heavy arm, the almost hopeless glance behind the shoulder. Hob couldn’t make out the man’s face from this far, but he was creeping up fast, and he swallowed.

A part of Hob told him not to do it. Stranger danger, and all that. This guy could be a weirdo, a serial killer, or anything in between. Then again, Hob’s hands tightened around the wheel, he could get picked up by a weirdo, or a murder instead. Hitchhiking was falling out of style, and for good reason. Trusting a total stranger to give you a ride was extremely foolish and dangerous.

With only seconds to make his decision, Hob sighed loudly, coming out more like a groan, slowing the car and pulling off the road a few yards in front of the lone man. 

Hob’s own experience came crashing into his brain, unbidden. Homeless, hungry, dirty, just looking for some kindness. Hoping, at the very least, for a conversation free from judgment. The experience should have jaded Hob, doubt and suspicion taking over his decision making. But the reality was Hob had somehow softened, not a foolish amount, but with the new desire to be understanding and hopeful. Hob had been this man, shamefully trudging along the road, sticking a thumb out at the sound of a passing car, feeling stupid for it, feeling desperate.

Desperation makes one do stupid things.

The silence that filled the air as Hob put his hazards on was stifling, watching the dark figure approach from the rearview mirror. Anxiety built in Hob’s chest the closer the hitchhiker came, until the passenger side door opened and a backpack, which wasn’t that full, was tossed to the floor of his car. The man came in after, sliding onto the seat and pulling the door closed with a gentle thud.

He turned to look at Hob, and Hob tried– really hard– to keep his jaw on his face.

The man was gorgeous, in a way that almost frightened Hob. Pale blue eyes that looked haunted, sunken into pale skin that looked like it’d never seen the sun. And a mop of black hair that seriously needed a combing, sticking out in odd angles and visibly dry, almost graying it.

He was also incredibly thin, like a gentle breeze would blow him away. 

“Where to?” Hob finally managed to find his voice, turning away from eyes that could probably see into his soul, and back on the road.

“Anywhere.”

The reply startled Hob, causing him to look back at the young man in his car, finding him already slouching in his seat, eyes slipping shut, exhaustion overtaking him. His voice was a trembling baritone, dry and scratchy, like he hadn’t used it in ages, or he was parched to death.

Before putting the car back into gear, Hob reached behind him, fumbling around the floor of the backseat and procuring a water bottle from a large pack.

When he returned the man was looking at him, dull yet inquisitive.

“Here,” Hob offered the water and the man grabbed it with wide eyes.

Hob would’ve laughed if the desperation in his gaze wasn’t so terrifying.

He guzzled the water in 10 seconds, squeezing the plastic and gasping for air afterwards. Hob reached for a few more and the stranger took them, nodding in gratitude.

“Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it,” Hob felt an eyebrow quirk, wondering when the last time this guy ate or drank anything.

“Are you hungry?” Hob finally put the car back into gear and, checking his mirrors, pulled back onto the road. “Want to stop somewhere for food?”

Hob peeked over again, watching his new passenger stare out the door window, his forehead pressed against the glass.

“M’fine…” 

Hob bit his lip, clocking in the sign indicating the next rest stop.

#dreamling #hob x dream #i truly dont know where this is coming from #i have ideas... #but they are dark #involving kidnapped Dream #sorta of canon inspired #but Dream manages to escape and thus Hob is introduced #will there be a revenge plot?? #maybe idk #just throwing this into the universe to see who might be interested #roadtrip au #obviously this type of au plays into my strengths #nothing like the severities of the human condition to get me riled up #also chef!Hob is something ive wanted to play with for a while #we'll see where this goes... #my writing

[eebie]

i cant keep it hidden any longer

#i get nervousss n shit about gettin character voices all wrong #i spent all of yesterday worryin about if theyd say each others first names or last names or WHAT ! idkkk #i didnt write any more than this But i rlly rlly want to #basing this over the exact types of convos me n my friend have When i watch her play granny #i say dumb shit like ooohhh shes gonna get you Or why are you so mean to this old lady😢😢😢 to rile her up🤭 cos its funny #and then when i run out of things to say i start asking shitty would you rather questions like Would you rather make out with granny #or springtrap. would u rather have to be angel dust Hazbin hotel(she HATES him) or Pinkypills william afton (also HATES) #idk how id write that for these guys. ik theres gotta be a way though #my rambles #homestuck #writing feels more vulnerable than just my silly ass drawins Cos its lettin ppl peek in2 how i think n perceive shit . its intimidatinggg #but im posting it anyways !! ill fight off the urge to delete it the best i can #sayin all this Meanwhile it’s just a few lines from a pesterlog emulator LMAO . i take myself too seriously w stuff like this #rhas my problem i think . joviality come to me NOW! i am lighthearted and carefree about rhis #yaaaayayayaaayy!!!! #FOR THOSE WHO DONT KNOW. GRANNY IS A SHITTY MOBILE PUZZLE HORROR GAME. THE OG !!! #all the shit like Piggy on roblox. thats copying granny 😤😤😤😡😡😡 #my drabbles

[servicedaddy]

Seeing you sleep.... carefully cuddling with you... and getting aroused.

You have no idea how badly I want to feel you up. Softly tracing your nipples through your shirt. Slipping my fingers under your panties. And feeling your wet, little pussy would rile me up so badly.

Carefully touching you. Positioning you... Making sure you don't wake up. Pushing into you and carefully moving. Trying to keep my panting down so I can hear the small, sleepy and aroused sounds you make.

Being on top of you. Observing your sleeping face closely. Fucking you harder, knowing and wanting you to wake up.

There is nothing more arousing than the thought of fucking you awake. Seeing your surprised, adorable expression. Having you immediately moan and whimper. And then thrusting harder, wanting to make you feel so, so good and make you cum.

#bunny #my beautiful bunny #You are getting me riled up aren't you #wlw nsft #lesbian nsft #sapphic nsft #my writing #lesbian #wlw #somno #cw: somno

[randomnameless]

Hilda to Cyril :

You're always so focused on the task at hand. Sometimes, I almost forget you're Almyran. I always thought they were a…rough and unreliable sort of people. Though you're not really like the rest of them. You seem normal for the most part. But I do know that armies from Almyra will attack without reason, and break treaties, and tell lies… Everyone says they're a bunch of brutes. Am I boring you? I'm talking about your people.

Claude in Nopes :

Break treaties : plans on breaking his treaty with Supreme Leader if Billy joins him in Supreme Bullshit, or doesn't offer assistance to the Imperial Forces in Golden Shower

Attack without reason : borrows Daddy's naval forces to attack Sreng, not because he has something against Sreng, but to create chaoes in the Kingdom

Tell lies : all the schitck about Claude being the embodiement of distrust - or how he backstabs Supreme Leader, if Billy joins in, in Supreme Bullshit.

It's incredible, Claude became Hilda's racist Almyran caricature!

#first of all we have Hilda apparently listing all traits Almyrans have #because they're almyrans I mean it's not surprising how she joins Supreme Leader in Nopes if they share the same thoughts about other races #then apparently riles Cyril and expected him to react like what.the.actual.fuck #but then it's not a caricature even if the words directed to Cyril are racist #because Nopes!Claude is basically everything Hilda accuses Almyrans of doing??? #GG Clout! #and no one on the writing team thought that could be an issue??? #FE16 #3 Nopes #tfw cyril joins billy on the 'not normal' corner #hilda tells this because she has biased views about cyril's race #but what is it supposed to reveal regarding Jerry?

[zukkababey]

to everyone who still comments on the sokka vs. zuko oreo debate in TMS, i love you and i laugh every time. thank you 🥹

#who knew people can get so riled up about oreos #that was just a random scene i had fun writing at work one day LOL #1000% not in the original outline haha #that midnight sky #*

[duhragonball]

I COULDNT thiNK Of how to properly thank you for the birthday gift, like, genuinely speechless, SO here’s a LUFFA!!! thank you so so much again!!! AND KEEP ON BEING YOU 💕💕💕😭💕💕🗣️🔥🔥

AAAAAA THANK YOU COZY!

And happy birthday again (give or take a few days)! I hope you're doing well!

#neon gene--OH NO SHE FOUND ME! #INTRUDER ALERT SECURE THE PERIMETER #i was just thinking about luffa actually #something about the last nge episode i watched was very familiar shall we say #and i had a dream about writing the fic which is a first i think #i was convinced that i had to go back and work in an important part of dragon ball lore #that being the most important super saiyan in the franchise: bart simpson #but how did he get to the planet he lives on as his base? #well q from star trek put him there #it sounds incredibly stupid and yet it made perfect sense in the dream #you ever wake up from a dream and slowly realize it made no sense at all 'q isn't in dragon ball so how did bart... oh he isn't in it eithe #anyway i'm all riled up now #i opened my inbox and started pacing around my apartment for like ten minutes #i always tell myself it doesn't get to me like it used to but it always does #thank you cozy you're awesome #luffastuff

[shikai-the-storyteller]

I'm rewatching Spreen's Egg event day VOD and taking notes because, as is the case with Fit and his original thoughts about the Eggs and Ramon, a lot of people don't do a Great Job depicting him in fanwork (q!Spreen was kind of a dick, he wasn't straight up Evil like some people make him out to be) but o o f... There are some things he says that are such gut-punches.

When Spreen talks to Vegetta and Foolish and finds out they don't have an Egg (they hadn't received Leo yet) Spreen turns to Ramon and says (approximately): "Well Ramon, I can tell that you're a lucky guy. There are people who could not be born, and you are here with us today."

#i talk #qsmp talk #and then Foolish calls Ramon stupid and Spreen says he'll make sure Ramon doesn't hang out with people like him #anyways #I'm not even a Spreen fan or anything but seeing people misrepresent him riles me up #this is specifically in relation to his interactions with Fit and Ramon #like guys please you don't need to make Spreen straight up Evil to advance the Fit/Pac agenda I PROMISE you don't need to do that #I also don't understand the Spreen / Fit thing. They were not a couple. also q!Spreen is the most aroace man I have ever seen #but that's another story #It's a shame he didn't stay with the project but I 100% understand why #When people analyze the Roier and Spreen lore I feel like people do a great job #but tbf I think that's because they actually watched Spreen and Roier's POVs #while most people writing about Spreen (in relation to Fit and Ramon) only watched Fit's POVs #idk it just drives me up the wall when people make a character super ooc #just for the sake of making a ship look better #like y'all I promise Fit/Pac doesn't need the help. I love them and they do not need you to do another character dirty lmao

[urlocalwhumper]

OK LAST ONE FOR NOW. MAYBE. DEFINITELY NOT FOR GOOD THO LOL I WILL ALMOST CERTAINLY WRITE MORE EVENTUALLY

as always, rayan belongs to @sowhumpshaped

rayan felt horrible.

nana had only been with him for a few days when he noticed that her tail was bothering her. a little glint of pain in her eye whenever it wagged, she way she took great care not to sit or lay on it, and, most recently, how she yelped and flinched away when he, idly fidgeting with her tail while sitting on the couch, brushed his fingers over the unnatural bend near the middle.

he'd wanted to give her at least a week to settle in before taking her to the vet for a check-up, but he also wasn't just going to sit there and let her suffer when she was clearly in pain.

so, off to the vet they went. nana really didn't like it there, she shook like a leaf and stayed glued to his leg for their entire time in the waiting room, and once she was up on the examination table, he had to be at least holding her hand for her to stay somewhat calm.

even the vet winced once her x-rays appeared onscreen.

"oh yeah, no wonder she's in pain." the vet grimaced. "this is a really bad break, the bone is completely shattered around where that bend is." he said, pointing on the screen to what he was talking about.

"this kind of injury... the most likely cause is crushing." the vet glanced at nana's papers and pursed his lips. "repeated impacts. like being stomped on, perhaps."

rayan felt sick. he could tell, from the look in nana's eye and the way she curled further into herself, that the vet's assumption was correct. he trailed a comforting hand across her scalp and pressed a little kiss to the crown of her head.

the vet continued. "either way, for a break this severe, there really isn't much we can do to fix it. your best option is to amputate."

nana went stiff as a board. rayan felt her breathing quicken as she started to whimper under her breath. her loose grip on his shirt turned into an iron vice and she looked up at him with a fearful, pleading gaze.

he continued to scratch at her scalp and behind her ears, soothing and gentle, but internally he was just as frazzled as she was. he was expecting the worst case scenario to be needing to re-break a badly healed bone, not amputating most of her tail.

"can... can we have some time to think about it, please?" he said, wanting to at least get nana out of the examination room and hopefully calm her down.

the vet nodded. "of course. you know how to make an appointment, once your decision has been made."

it took hours for nana to calm down fully. once they returned home, she immediately retreated to her bed, curling up under the blanket like it would hide her from the world. rayan sat beside her, nearly lost for words.

"... i'm so sorry, nana." he said, resting his hand, palm-up, on the edge of her bed. her shaking hand reached out from under the blanket and gripped it tight. "this isn't fair, you shouldn't have to deal with this at all."

he sighed. "... but... your tail's just gonna hurt forever if we don't do anything. and it might even get worse." he squeezed her hand. "getting it amputated is scary, but it's the only option we have."

he felt horrible, trying to convince her like this. he knew that if he was in her position, he'd be just as terrified and reluctant to have a part of him cut off. but, he also knew that, for her health, it needed to be done.

and when he looked over and saw her peering out at him from under the blanket, her eye hesitant but trusting, he knew that she understood too.

nana was a nervous wreck on the day of her surgery. even though he could tell she was trying to be brave, the vet informed him that she wet herself out of fear the moment she was in the prep room, completely separated from him.

but it was finally over. the amputation had been performed with no complications, and now nana was at home - short half a tail and loopy from the meds they'd given her, but no longer suffering from a painful shattered bone.

she was napping at the moment, her head in his lap as he absently pet her hair. he frowned at the bandaged end of her newly shortened tail. it was the right decision, he knew that, but... it was just so unfair. for her to lose most of her tail just because some jackass decided it'd be funny to stomp on it... it made him angry.

angry that such a monster could get a pet license, angry that they'd been so cruel to a pet as sweet and loving as nana, angry that they even existed. it made him so angry that he felt like he could just- !

nana stirred in his lap, mumbling something unintelligible and snuggling further into him. right, he needed to calm down. all of that was in the past now. right now, she was safe and comfortable and happy with him, and that was all that mattered.

#I CAN'T STOP HELP ME #anyways! yeag. #nana wagging her tail so hard it audibly thumped against the wall last time was extraordinarily painful. btw. #but she was just so happy in the moment that she didn't care :') #this is as angsty as this series is gonna get tbh i mostly just wanna write fluff lol #also rayan is usually kind of a pushover but i feel like genuine pet abuse would really rile him up #he's wanted a pet so badly for so long it disgusts him that someone would get one just to mistreat it #also he already pampers nana but while she's healing he turns it up to 11 lol #world's most loved pet #also i don't know how broken bones or vet surgeries work so if i'm wrong abt smth. uh. in this universe no i'm not. #mine

[queeenpersephone]

no but it’s so funny how with every ship i ship except one i’m like ‘people are entitled to their opinion about their headcanons and metas and i can appreciate differing opinions if i disagree’ but when it comes to the doctor and rose? fellas i have been thinking about these two for years and my takes are Right and that’s that on that

#a bad dw take will literally get me so riled up for no reason #i purposely don’t write meta about them bc i can’t take it if someone fights me #someone the other day irl told me gitf was their favorite ep and i’m never speaking to that individual #don’t even get me started on tentoo #i will fight EVERYONE #dw #liv speaks #sorry just saw a bad take and needed to vent #tenrose #ninerose #rose x doctor

[especiallyhaytham]

My fatal flaw is thinking I could bust out a 1,200 word scientific research essay THE DAY IT'S DUE because I've definitely written that much gay fanfiction in the span of like, 3 hours

#//personal #pray for me #i'd rather be writing shaytham than this traditional medicine stuff #like don't get me wrong ayurveda and unani is cool and interesting and the historical significance of humorism and personalized care ykyk #but my prof kinda cornered me into arguing for integrating this stuff into modern medicine and man #im an art student my heart's really not in any of this. there's a reason im not studying the humanities #im sure somebody in a different field would and should care. but i'm not the one who should be the spokesperson yk #make me the spokesperson of AI legislation like i wrote that essay last semester and it got me RILED #ahhhhhhh......well #i should've picked research into cat behavior or smt. no one has any answers about my cat. why do he bite my earrings and toes I FEED HIM

[infinityinakiss]

if they decided to make beatrice royalty, just so they could fuck around in a castle, i applaud them for it.

#imagine avatrice making out in the corriodors of a castle #oh my god #ava calling her princess just rile bea up #can someone write this fic for me please #i don't have the attention span to write more than 500 words #ava x beatrice #avatrice #ava silva #sister beatrice #warrior nun netflix #warrior nun #rewatch warrior nun #renew warrior nun

[cupidskissx]

They are besties (with benefits however you want to define the term benefits) but Charles likes it when people think they hate each other because it makes for an interesting competition between them.

🤤🫠 This is a delicious idea, thank you! ❤️

I can imagine everyone is exacerbated and wished they got along, because they frequently end up in fake arguments, and pretend to get on each other’s nerves. Little does everyone know it often takes them more skill to keep a straight face than it does to race…

Alex (probably): “We can’t invite you two anywhere. Why do you hate each other so much?”

Max and Charles simultaneously:

Max: “He’s annoying, a scrawny, little brat.”

Charles: “He’s insufferable, someone only a mother could love.”

Charles doesn’t manage a comeback once he absorbs Max’s insult. He’s too busy composing himself to not let his cheeks flush at being called a brat in public.

Max masks his smirk behind his drink: “If I cared about your opinion, that might have stung.”

Later that night, when they’re spent and snuggled in bed:

Max: “We need to work on your comebacks, babe.”

“You can’t go around calling me a brat — you know what that does to me. How would you like it if I went around calling you Sir in front of our friends?”

Max’s dick twitches and he swallows, “I think our cover will be blown, I wouldn’t get you out of the bar in time…”

Charles doesn’t need to use his imagination to fill in the blanks because Max has them flipped over to show him exactly what he’d do to him.

#lestappen #max verstappen #charles leclerc #headcanon #this idea made my head spin! #them trying harder and harder to rile each other up #🤤🫠 #sending love and hugs your way Anon #L's little things #Writing and Rambles