#this is a great way to work in all my weird hobbies

[dyke-pollinator]

This is a bit of a personal question so if you don’t want to answer I understand if you just delete this ask but

As a relatively younger trans woman, and especially new to actually exploring my sexuality…at what point do I feel like a lesbian? Like I always feel bad or weird for being attracted to lesbians. It always feels wrong or amoral or like I’m lying in some way idk

I apologize for taking a few days to answer this my dear anon. A combination of Pride and IRL stuff has left me exhausted and I wanted to make sure I really took the time to give you a good answer and my bad for the wall of text you're about to receive lol.

There's a lot I could say about this. For the sake of this post, I'm going to assume that by "younger" you mean both in your transition and your age. Transition is hard. Finding yourself is hard. To answer your question, it takes Time. And I mean this in two specific ways:

Transition is a slow process. As you continue your transition, (whatever that means to you, whether that be social, medical, both, or neither, or something else entirely) you'll find a lot of things just making more sense. The labels might slowly start to be more comfortable. Or maybe they wont, and you'll switch to new ones, but that deeper sense of understanding yourself doesn't really go away (trust me I've changed both my labels and pronouns multiple times now lol). Either way, despite anything else, over time you'll just start to feel more at home, both in your body, and how you present yourself to the world. Now this is both the scary part and the hard part: you have to take steps to find a community who accepts you as you are, and (ideally) with people like you. Yeah this requires you to put yourself out there in a way that will be uncomfortable at first. Yeah, sometimes its going to go poorly, and you'll be rejected, or shunned. And yes, it will take its toll on you mentally, emotionally and (sometimes) physically. Its worth it. Having those people in your life does more than you can know in learning how to love and accept yourself. Having people look you in the eye and tell you that they love you, they see you, you're valid in who you are, no matter what anyone else says, is just so crucial.

You just get older. I know for a lot of people that can be frightening (and like, yeah, sometimes), but I can tell you with full confidence, I LOVE being in my 30s. You couldn't pay me to go back to 20. Your teen years and 20s are fucking hard. You just get so much better at knowing which things to give a shit about in your life and you get the necessary resources to be able to not give a shit. Most days I feel like a lesbian (more of a Dyke but w/e), so I am one, no one can take that from me, and the people who dont like me using that label can fuck off. I wear more masc clothes and have more masc hobbies because I want to and that doesn't define my gender or sexuality. I like doing mutual aid projects, and working on honing my DIY skills. I love the people who are in my life and tell them unapologetically, and I appreciate every day I get to spend with them. As I get older, the more I feel like "me" and the more I learn that in reality, I do love that person. She's actually pretty great.

I hope you can trust me that it gets better. That, in spite of all the pain, all of the heartbreak, the loss and tribulations, its fucking worth it. I know I didn't think so for a long, long time. But my god I am so happy I made it here. You'll get to that point to.

#asks #Gonna tag the shit out of this even when I usually dont since id like folks to see it #trans #transfemme #lgbtq #queer #lesbian #transwomen #lgbtqia #transbian #trans woman #nonbinary

[yuurivoice]

I'm married, but it's free to enjoy boyfriend role play, right? ...It's a secret from my spouse. what do you think about it?

I'll preface this by saying I think this is a troll job and no one should take this too seriously.

So here's me taking this too seriously.

If you're in a long term committed relationship and you're so uncertain about what you and your partner's boundaries are, you have much bigger problems than whether or not they'd care about you listening to pretty voices on the internet.

I can't speak to what your motivations are when you go to listen to boyfriend roleplays, but obviously if you feel something on your conscience akin to what someone who was emotionally cheating on a partner would feel, it is not because listening to that content is inherently wrong, but because your perspective is that you are engaging with something more real than it actually is. Whether it is okay or not lies solely on how you're digesting these experiences, and how your partner would feel about that being kept from them.

I've had dozens of people tell me over the years that they've actually bonded over listening to my work with their partner. There is not an active participant on the other end of the headphones when you're listening, but it can feel a little more personal.

Ultimately, any premise that starts with "it's a secret from my spouse" probably isn't great. If you've married someone, I'd hope they'd know you well enough to be utterly unsurprised that listening to disembodied voices talking pretty to you would be a hobby of yours.

Shame can only exist if you feel there is something wrong, and if you feel there's something wrong, you should seek to address whether or not it actually is and analyze why you might feel that way if it isn't.

I'm not gonna judge you too harshly, or finger wag you. Sometimes shit is weird for reasons far more complicated than "we never really discussed this but now I'm worried it might not be okay with them", and if those roots run deeper than that, there's therapeutic ways to untangle that mess.

One core truth that I try and sometimes fail to stand on despite knowing it, is that communication will always prevent situations like this. Creating a space with someone you can voice these things to without fear of judgment, or anger, or conflict, is the key to healthy relationships of all sorts. If you find yourself in a relationship where you can't do that, it should be a priority to nurture it to a point that healthy and open communication flows both ways. You'll be glad that you did.

#yuurivoice #this is a wild one but I tried

[swamp-chicken]

what if I posted an incredibly niche ethubs plot idea every day this week? what then?

well here is historical horse boy extravaganza:

the year is 1897. etho, a wealthy new york merchant's son, is returning home after a year abroad spent studying classical dressage at the spanish riding school. etho has always been obsessed with the classics, finding beauty in simplicity, form clearly echoing function. aboard the first class of the hypermodern ship lucania, surrounded by victorian sumptuousness, he feels trapped.

one other man in the first class cabin stands out. he has a drawling accent, wears a hat to dinner, and is usually surrounded by a gaggle of well-heeled men who treat him more like a zoo exhibit than a human being. etho learns that his name is bdubs, and that he's one of the last cowboys-- or at least that's how he was billed while headlining a european rodeo tour. bdubs is also on his way home, to an uncertain future. in this rapidly developing world, his skills as a cowboy are now only useful as a novelty.

etho is immediately drawn to him, and despite their class differences they quickly realize that they both long for the same thing-- freedom. oh and they both loooOOOVE horsies.

#this is a great way to work in all my weird hobbies #antiquity vs modernity (check) #horsies (check) #victorian era steamboats (check) #when they dock in new york they run away to like idaho or something #and etho invests all his money so they can open a horse ranch together #etho becomes like the classical dressage guru and people make pilgrimages to the ranch to learn his training techniques #bdubs is pretty sure etho learned everything he knows from him #story ideas

[sadandyetverysexy]

Dp x Dc au: Normal is Good

Okay so hear me out— i see lots of “you can’t control Danny he’s a wild child” premises and like, I agree, I love that, but JUST hear me out. Danny who is just entranced by being treated like a NORMAL KID.

I think for best results this should be done with de-aged Danny so he’s a bit younger, but it can def work with regular Danny too.

Danny winds up running around Gotham for one reason or another doing INSANE SHIT to try and help or just survive and his family is out of the way. The explosion, Bad Fentons, etc— and one of the bats picks up Danny. This can be a dad!Jason, or dad!Dick, or classic Bruce Adoption. But they see this little shit running around and are like “no fucking way, not on my watch you little maniac”

Now, a lot of people use the “Jazz practically raised Danny” card, and I love that card and fully support it, but she was also a kid. With no other parents to consult. Who was raised by the Fentons originally and def has no clue what normal parents are like. So she probably didn’t exactly measure up to how a kid is MEANT to be raised. So Danny still had an incredibly strange childhood that just was Not Normal, but I feel like we see Danny with a deep desire to be normal. He doesn’t even really like being a superhero that much, he just wanted to be a kid.

So he gets bat adopted, and Danny is just functioning how he did growing up with the Fentons, which is No Restrictions Do What You Want. And then his bat dad (using Jason for this) is like “No. It’s Bed Time.” And Danny. Danny is ALL for that. He’s bewildered. Mystified. He’s not grumpy about being told what to do at ALL, because he’s just so shocked.

“You’re serious? You’re fucking dead-ass serious? It’s bed time? Oh my god this is so cool. I’ve never had a bed time before! This is great!” Because this is the first time he’s EVER been treated like a normal child by a parental figure. He just got sent to bed. Wow.

Having a parent who is in charge of keeping him healthy and actually enforces Danny taking care of himself is kind of cool.

“Eat your vegetables, they’re good for you.” And they won’t try to eat him back? Fuck yeah, he’ll eat his vegetables!

“No you aren’t allowed to go out at 2 in the morning, go back to bed, you have a doctors appointment for your yearly checkup tomorrow.” oh ancients, Danny has always heard other kids complain about not being allowed out at night, but to have himself told he can’t? This is so weird. And he’s never been to a yearly check up before!

“Brush your teeth before bed” “I can’t get cavities, I’m dead!” “Ya know, for some reason I don’t believe you. When was the last time you went to the dentist? Are you sure you can’t get them?” Danny has 7 cavities.

The first time Danny gets to actually use the “my dad said No” excuse, he is ECSTATIC. Jack and Maddie have LITERALLY never told him he can’t go out somewhere. Ever. He’s in a whole new world where he doesn’t have to fight ghosts, or be a hero, or anything and he loves it. He has a normal kids room without deadly weapons in it and normal kid hobbies and a fridge full of normal food and a parent who enforces a bed time, and it’s weird as hell and it’s great. Normal is pretty damn good, he has no clue what Sam and Tucker were always complaining about. Shits sweet.

#Danny is accidentally the best behaved child in Wayne Manor #dp x dc #dpxdc #dc x dp fic #dc x dp prompt #dp x dc prompt #danny phantom #danny phantom x dc #fic prompt

[nvuy]

Boothill is a “your pleasure is my pleasure” kind of guy do u agree 🎤

mdni. im snatching the mic. i got carried away ty anon for giving me an excuse to ramble about this loser.

he takes pleasing you very seriously. this is serious business. it’s like his day job.

he’s half-convinced he was given a second life just to cross paths with you, so once he’s got you, he’s not letting you go. not for a while, at least. he’s stuck to your hip like glue. wherever you go, he’s most likely right next to you.

he’s always making sure you’re catered to first.

it’s the same in bed.

he’s extremely touch starved, so while he’s got his hand between your legs, he’s also busied himself nuzzling his cheek to yours to feel you helplessly panting against his skin. or, his ear is resting against your heart. whatever works for him in the moment.

he’s absolutely smitten with how warm you get. he’s always, always, pressing himself against you one way or another. just touch all over his face, please and thank you.

he’s all for kisses too. sometimes, when he’s having a bit too much fun, he’ll get all mushy and gross. not that he already isn’t, but it somehow gets worse.

he’ll bite too. not enough to make you bleed, but enough to leave an angry mark for the next few days.

actually, he just nips you all the time. it’s a weird thing he does. don’t point fingers in his face. he’ll try eating them. he’s very strange in that way. sometimes you can be gesturing at nothing while you talk, and if your fingers get too close to his face, he’s trying to nip at them like a teething puppy. you got used to it.

great tongue too. bonus points because it’s actually real. he works his magic with it, but only after you beg enough. you gotta work to get your hands on the merchandise. his mechanics are expensive, so play nice.

if we’re getting into unserious business, the robocock is great fun. it’s got smooth ridges and it’s cold. probably customisable, too. it’s definitely possible, but whether he’s gonna wander up to some poor mechanic and ask them to add some special features… well.

either way, your pleasure is always his priority. his hobbies consist of biting every single exposed expanse of your skin and exploring new ways to make you squirm.

it’s bad enough you having to deal with this lump of steel and scrap—frankly, he doesn’t even understand what’s so appealing about it—but if you enjoy bouncing on his lap, go ahead. do it all night for all he cares. as long as you have that pretty dizzy smile on your face by the end of it all. it makes him melt into a puddle of liquid metal knowing how good he makes you feel.

he’s also VERY susceptible to puppy eyes. they’re your greatest asset, and his biggest weakness.

you figured that out after you pleaded with him to put on these clothes you bought him (and, yep. these clothes have just as many cut outs as his usual attire). you can also use them if you want to do his hair. please convince him to wear it in a high ponytail more. he has such a nice face, and it also stops his neck from overheating. those poor fans need a vacation.

it takes some convincing, especially when you show him the hair tie is actually a red sparkly ribbon. you’re going to ruin his tough guy persona. but he’ll drop anything for you, so he’ll comply. on the condition that you give him smooches afterwards. it’s also an excuse for him to indulge in how your fingers feel against his scalp.

puppy eyes, crying, begging, whatever, usually get people he’s apprehended nowhere. he doesn’t care for theatrics. not at all. a criminal is a criminal at the end of the day.

but you? aww, how can he say no to your angel eyes? wanna fuck his face? you didn’t even have to ask! just watch the teeth. and feel free to pull his hair. wanna ride him until he short circuits? sure! if you can keep up. he’s all yours.

and when you’re done, his aftercare consists of coddling and pinching your cheeks. he’ll prattle on about nothing. the subject will change to gushing over how pretty you look in his bed, to the weather tomorrow, to how he misses the taste of spaghetti. he’ll even kiss all over the marks he’s left on you. probably kicks his feet too.

he’s still so energetic it’s mind-baffling. he’s so casual about it too, acting as if he didn’t beg for you to cum on his face just ten minutes ago.

but that’s robot stamina for you. or maybe it’s just a boothill thing. who knows?

after a while he’ll calm down. i still haven't decided if he can sleep, but once you’ve fallen asleep, he’ll lay next to you and draw patterns on the nape of your neck with his fingers.

#boothill x reader #hsr boothill x reader #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail #boothill hsr #hsr x you #boothill #✦ ( rambles. ) #✦ ( love mail. ) #✦ ( anon. ) #✦ ( after hours. )

[welovelouisandbucky]

My two favorite Slytherin boys headcanons bc why not?

T/w: few swear words, my writing, and some out of character stuff because im delusional, little suggestive if you can call it that, and yes aside from that if you find any pls let me know:) also my writing

A/n: hi y'all, I just want to say pls be kind as this is my first time writing for these characters so if there's any mistakes pls overlook them thank you! Also I tried my best to keep this GN so everyone can read and enjoy this and yeah that's it, have great day!!!

S/n: requests are open so feel free to send in ideas, I'll love to write what you guys suggest. Also feel free to ask for more Slytherin or any Harry Potter characters you want headcanons/blurbs about, I'll love to write and add more🤗

Masterlist

Mattheo Riddle

(gifs credits to the rightful owner)

Also this one's long as you can see I got carried away😁

Mattheo who always looks forward to see your face after the end of the day

Mattheo who will fight any one who looks at you funny or talks shits about you

Mattheo who glares at every single person but the seconds he spots you his eyes softens up in millisecond in adoration

Mattheo who holds your books or bag everywhere you guys go, because God forbid if his princess/prince ever has to worry about those things when he's there to do them for you

Mattheo who waits after you when the class is over so he can walk you to other class while he pulls you as closer to him as possible

Mattheo who searches for you before every Quidditch game so he can have his good luck charm kiss from you

Mattheo who pretends to hate and act tough when you baby him while secretly melting into a puddle inside every time you call him sweet names. ( He absolutely loses his shit when you call him baby but shush it's a secret 😌)

Mattheo who has probably drawn you only few hundreds of times in his super, super duper, very classified sketchbook that no one knows of.

Mattheo who always encourages you to do things you want to do but are too scared to actually do it.

Mattheo who always supports your decisions, even if they are stupid

Mattheo who appropriates your little hobbies and interests even if they are weird, he just wants to you to feel safe and heard around him

Mattheo who's always there for you whenever you need him, always there to hold you close on bad days because he knows how it feels when you are at your worst and there's no one to comfort you (thankfully he doesn't have to worry about being alone now that you are here as well as his friends)

Mattheo who struggles with expressing his emotions and feelings but still tries his hardest to show them to you because he wants you to know how much you mean to him.

Mattheo who's not that good at comforting but still pulls you to him because he can't stand seeing you cry and not do anything about it.

Mattheo who willingly listens to you rant about everything and anything because he loves hearing your voice (even if half of the things you said are going above his head but hey at least he's trying! ☺️)

Mattheo who hates not knowing what's happening around him because it makes him feel helpless and he hates feeling weak. That's why he always, and I mean always knows what's going on everywhere

Mattheo who's touch starved (bc yk all that being dark Lord's son and growing up with death eaters and all) and craves your touch. He's always in any way touching you, whether holding hands, or a hand on your thigh or waist just any kind of physical touch because he wants to be as close to you as possible.

Mattheo who loves loves cuddles, doesn't matter who's spooning who as long as you guys are in each other's arms.

Mattheo who loves you so much that it physically hurts him, and there's nothing he wouldn't do you

Mattheo who will always protect you no matter what

~~~

Theodore Nott

Theo who loves to tease you throughout the whole day just so he can see you all worked up for him

Theo who looks forward to your quick comebacks every time he comments on something he knows he will get reaction out of you and absolutely loses his shit when you roast the shit out of him for it

Theo who calls you sweet endearments in Italian because he loves to see your confused smile, contemplating whether he roasted you or called you something sweet in foreign language

Theo who keeps you company while you finish your homework in library

Theo who loves spending time with you on Astronomy tower (he just in general loves spending time with you but astronomy tower is more special to him) while you are snuggled up against his side as you guys look at stars.

Theo who will read with you, doesn't matter what kind of books you guys are reading as long as both of you are together.

Theo who prefers reading classic novels but will happily read cheesy rom-com books with you because you said so (secretly he enjoys them too but hush🙈)

Theo who actually enjoys reading poetry, and sometimes when you guys are alone he'll read few to you

Theo who's always there to comfort you whenever you have problems with your family because he knows how it feels.

Theo who's always there to stand up for you in any situation

Theo who starts to smoke less around you if it bothers you, but if you smoke too then both of you guys will smoke together at the Astronomy tower

Theo who loves silence and doesn't enjoy talking much but is always ready to listen to you talk for hours, you are the only person he can talk and listen to for eternity without ever getting sick of it.

Theo who loves when you wear his clothes

Theo who said I love you first time when he saw you curse someone out because they said some shit about him, he doesn't really care whatever shit they were saying but seeing you stand up for him made him feel emotions he never felt before.

Theo who just absolutely loves you and wants to spend entirety of his life with you

Thank you so much for reading, likes and comments are very much appreciated. As well as positive criticism, pls don't hate this is a safe place for everyone!! Bye bye have great day!!!

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Enzo's headcanon!

#hufflepuff x slytherin #slytherin boys #slytherin x hufflepuff #slytherin #hufflepuff #ravenclaw #gryffindor #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle #lorenzo berkshire #lorenzo berkshire x reader #x reader #x you #slytherin boys x reader #fluff #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter #harry potter headcanon #headcanon #slytherin boys headcanons #gender neutral reader #slytherin boys x gn!reader #draco malfoy x reader #blaise zabini #draco malfoy #incorrect hp quotes #hp x reader #hp headcanon

[alexanderwales]

Turning Off Your Brain and the Critical Lens

Alright, let's start with this: there is a thing called a critical lens. It is a way of looking at a piece of art, examining what it's saying to us about itself or its subject or themes or whatever.

There are many critical lenses. Because this is something that's mostly only taught at the college level, most of them are (in my opinion) mired in academic language and not actually all that interesting in and of themselves: I think if you read a dozen stories through a feminist lens, you really start to think "okay, yeah, I get it". Different readings of different texts through different lenses can be great fun though, and it's one of my favorite parts of media criticism, and something that I wish people were more explicit about.

I'm going to talk about the Barbie movie, because it's easy. The feminist lens is obvious and in my opinion intended: it's the thing that the movie is most trying to be about, and as a consequence, it's something that probably has the most critical meat. But you can also read the movie through other lenses, and ask what it has to say about capitalism, about race, about neurodivergence and queer theory and game theory and a bunch of other things.

Some of these readings are Unintended. The author (in this case, hundreds of people working together on the film) did not intend for you to look at the movie to see what it's saying about, say, American Imperialism. Probably.

I personally enjoy unintended readings. I like teasing apart a book to see what it's saying about different things, and how it's saying it, and what the assumptions it's operating under, and whether this creates anything interesting when I bring a different set of assumptions. I think the writers and actors of Winter Soldier were not trying to say anything in particular about masculinity, but fuck it, let's watch the movie and think about it.

Sometimes people will watch something and recommend that you turn your brain off. Sometimes they'll say this to you just as you're about to start in on some critical analysis of something that definitely was not made with that critical analysis in mind.

Here's how I think of "turning off your brain": it's a critical lens. It's not a critical lens in the sense that academics might use it, but you're looking at this piece of media from a specific viewpoint, and that viewpoint is "omg they're in love" or "fuck yeah" or "no, don't go into the basement!". There are certain pop genres that greatly benefit from being viewed this way, at least in terms of pure enjoyment.

When I sit down to watch a romcom, I can do it with male/female social dynamics in mind, or I can do it with "aw, I hope these kids get together" in mind. One is the intended reading, and I don't think that it should get all that much privilege for it, but I do think generally it can result in better enjoyment. I love media criticism and consider it to be one of my main hobbies, but if you fall in love with one particular way of viewing media and only use that single one, you're going to have a bad time.

I write and generally enjoy rational fiction, which comes with its own lens, which I guess we can call the rational lens. If you sit and view a work through the rational lens, sometimes you can have fun with it: you try to work through the systems as presented and the actions of the characters and think about how you could make everything make sense. The way to do this that's not very fun is to look at a work through the rational lens and conclude that the author is dumb, the characters are dumb, and the worldbuilding is shit. I guess this can be fun if you have a sense of smug superiority, but I personally do not.

One of the things that I love about media criticism is that you can sometimes extract weird and new things out of a work. One of the things that I love about fanfic is that you can take a deliberately strange reading of a work and then write as though that reading was true. You can look at Batman and say "what does this say about income inequality" and then start writing and say "this is about income inequality now". You can look at Winter Solider and find a reading where Cap and Bucky are gay and then write it out.

Where I think people fail in a way that's personally annoying to me is that they take their preferred reading and then loudly claim ("ironically" or not) that this is the One True Reading against which no other readings can stand. Sometimes "that is not The Point of [thing]". I think you get that a lot from the "shut off your brain" crowd, but I've seen it from other places too, and I would attribute it to people talking past each other, sometimes not even realizing what critical lens they're using.

If you're talking to me, you can just say "non-preferred lens" and I'll understand, or maybe I'll say "wat" because I might forget this blog post moments after I write it.

#writing #fanfic #media criticism

[necromancy-enthusiast]

I don't think I'll ever get over how Organization XIII was hyped up as this super nefarious villain group but then you get to their game 358/2 Days and they treat it like a job. A 9-5 soul crushing job. They have their daily menial tasks and then they go home and wash, rinse, repeat with little else occupying their lives. Even their hobbies and pastimes seem so limited, although you can arguably chalk that up to the game just not being interested in developing them like that (which is part of why the manga is great, because it has a tendency of developing them in ways the main writers aren't interested in). From the way they talk about it, they almost sound like they work at an office sometimes. A very bizarre, particularly backstabby office, but still. It's a soul crushing job AND a weird cult all at once and it's treated with this mundanity that's both hilarious in a way I didn't really get when it first came out and oddly humanizing.

I know for some dumb reason they didn't do a remake of Days and it's harder to access because of that, but if you can and it interests you enough to where you've wondered if it was worth playing, I really recommend playing it or watching a playthrough of the actual game instead of just the cutscenes. The story really is partly told through the mechanics and so much is lost when they just gave us the cutscenes pulled from the game in the compilations.

They really reinforce how bleak and mundane Roxas' life is most of the time, how bleak and mundane most of the members' lives are. How much control the Organization has over them. You don't just level up organically like in other kh games, you have to do this weird puzzle thing that limits your growth and abilities. They don't give you munny, they give you heart points that you can only use at the moogle shop in their castle, so they're literally paid in scrip. If you're unfamiliar with it, scrip is a currency you can only use in certain places instead of throughout a whole country or other type of political union like the eu, usually with the store at the company you work at. When you're on missions your path is blocked off, you can only go to certain areas that are directly related to your daily mission. It's suffocating and genius, especially since in most other series entries you get so much freedom comparatively.

With all that context it starts making some of their vices a bit more understandable. Can you really blame Demyx for not wanting to do his work when all he gets out of it is room and board, and the distant, vague promise of maybe someday getting a new heart? Especially since he's probably been with the Organization for years?

Can you really blame Marluxia and Larxene for wanting to mutiny when their boss is useless and all of their colleagues seem indifferent to it? I mean like. The murder isn't great. I'm still a bit sore about that. But I can definitely get behind the 'screw our boss' sentiment. I'm still very fond of my 'instead of going the cloak and dagger route Larxene and Marluxia somehow, possibly with the help of devil magic, manage to get everyone to cooperate so they can unionize and kick Xemnas out' au. An Organization XIII union au, if you will. Imagine Xemnas having to explain that to the other Xehanorts.

Master Xehanort: The people you gathered up for us to use as our vessels. Unionized?

Xemnas, the biggest loser in the entire series: :/

#kingdom hearts #organization xiii #marluxia #larxene #demyx #necro plays kingdom hearts #me making up kh AUs that 14 year old me would've totally failed to find interest in is just par for the course now

[blingblong55]

Valentine- Simon 'Ghost' Riley

(photo belongs to: @ave661 )

Based on a request:

For fluffy ghost - he's a big intimidating looking dude but animals LOVE HIM. Dogs, cats, rodents, everything. I love the idea of him being trapped on a couch bc too many sleepy animals are on him. Kittens like to climb him. Rodents want to snuggle in his hood or his pocket. Dogs are obsessed and follow him and want to give him kissies. Hed be really good at finding lost pets cause they just come running up to him out of nowhere. (That or like imagine having a cat that's super friendly and telling him your cat doesn't like people so when the kitty cuddles up with him he will feel special).

GN!Reader, Fluff, Friends to lovers

I've rejected affection For years and years Now I have it and damn it It's kind of weird

He isn't much of a people person or more that everyone finds him to be intimidating. But lately, as you have become closer to him, he found himself, wandering the halls of the base, looking for you. And occasionally, there'll be some furry friend with him. There have been times when you call him snow white for that reason alone. Sitting under a willow tree? A bird, deer, cat, and/or dog goes to him and cuddles on his lap or shoulder. You find this so beautiful, it gives you some new perspective on him.

Sometimes during field training, he will get the occasional guard dog to stand by him and rub their body on his leg, begging for a head rub. This has become so frequent, that he has gotten used to it. One time, while in an active war zone, he got tackled by a very friendly dog. Soap was about to shoot it when Ghost laughed a little. "Don't you worry, sergeant, we got a friend, now." You and Soap look at each other, giving the other the 'Again' look. One time, purely because you were all waiting for the helicopter to pick you up, he began to attract all sorts of friendly animals. So much so, that one of the animals became the birthday gift to Price's little girl.

I've lost all control of my heartbeat now

Another time, Gaz begged his lieutenant, to fetch a kitten for his girlfriend and as always, it worked. As you two grow closer and closer, he visits your home frequently. You two usually stay in your back garden, sitting by the grass and then soon the birds begin to chirp by the branches, this is only when he is there, no other time. "You know, this is nice, having this time with you." he softly confesses. His balaclava on your sofa's arm while you two enjoy the warm sun by the grass. Before you could even answer, your two pups and the grumpy cat who hates everyone approach him and purrs. "Bloody hell, Simon. You've done it again!" You laugh and he stares at you.

"This is a real problem I struggle with, R/N." He tried to pretend he was angry.

As time went on, and your pups grew, he began to be stuck somewhere during the winter visits. Your cosy sofa. Your dog lying on his chest and thighs, the grumpy cat that adores only him by his shoulder and the newest puppy he got you, tucked by his hood. It's a site to see, for sure and it's the best one you can get as his new partner. You always thought it was that his body radiated warmth but you soon found yourself to be going to him like a magnet. It's an inexplicable force that pulls you to him. It's safety, comfort, familiarity and understanding that he radiates to those vulnerable, delicate and small creatures.

The way he is, a giant, grumpy man, with three hobbies, smart, strong, rough but the way he protects everything that is at arms reach. That is what makes him so unique and special. You never viewed him this way when you first met. Never thought he was into puzzles, history and reading. His mind is so great and if he wanted to, he could be a successful professor elsewhere. Maybe it's the years of his own struggles and how he understands those who might be close to another breakdown that brings a certain level of comfort. Perhaps its how he caresses the creatures that crawl to him, that yearn for the love he gives. And maybe now it's you that is added to that list.

I still feel a shock through every bone When I hear an, "I love you" 'Cause now I've got someone to lose

Six years ago, you found him. He petted two stray cats and a squirrel on his shoulder, the one he kept feeding before winter. And now, in a dim kitchen light, listening to jazz, swaying in his arms, that is home to you and those sweet things. "My R/N, you have to sway like this." His hand was on your hip, the other holding your hand as he guided you. That skull balaclava hidden in the drawer of your now shared home. No longer the grey flat he lived in as a soldier but now, in a small, cosy and beautiful home as your husband.

Even to this say, when you go to the park to walk your pets, he has some new furry friends that come to him. And he gives you that look, 'Again' as you, with a big proud smile take a bag of treaties from the bag you carry for this occasion. He and you sit in a bench, just like the old couple that frequently sits across from you both. It's like staring in a mirror, he tells you every time. The man across from him feeds the birds, while he feeds the dogs or cats near him.

I blinked and suddenly I had a Valentine

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[sebscore]

Hey I’m not sure if you’re taking requests, I’m so sorry if you’re not! but do you think you’d be able to do a gig with the Leclerc brothers where their sister maybe plays a sport and she gets Injured very badly and how they’d like comfort her! I’m sorry if it’s too much! Love your works! Don’t forget to take a break!

THAT IS REALLY EMBARRASSING

pairings: charles leclerc x sister!reader / lorenzo leclerc x sister!reader / charlotte siné x leclerc!reader 

warnings: injury. unaccurate medical advice. swearing. the sport wasn't specified so I choose tennis, i'm sorry if you don't like that (but I do and if there are more tennis fans pls be my friend, I dont have any tennis friends). 

author's note: another Little Leclerc chapter after a long time! hope the wait was worth it and you enjoy this fic! thank you so much for loving my works and I hope you have a great day!! 

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Similarly to her older brothers, the youngest Leclerc enjoyed passions of her own, but instead of a steering wheel, she thrived with a tennis racquet in her hand. 

She started playing at quite a young age, but her time was cut short due to her family's financial situation where they could only support one child's hobby- that being Charles' racing career. It had upset both her and Arthur, but it was an understandable decision. 

Once Charles started making his own money, the two youngest siblings slipped back into their own passions. It had been hard on the young girl at first as all the girls her age were much more advanced and she almost had to start back from scratch. However, she pulled through and began to compete against other players around the area. She wasn't the new Sharapova by any chance, but she had won several local junior tournaments and was seen as quite a big competitor in Monaco. 

Y/N had to prove that at the Monte-Carlo Country Club Junior Tournament, arguably the biggest junior competition in the country. Many girls and boys from different nationalities participated in the event, and it spanned over 2 weeks. 

Little Leclerc had never been able to win the tournament before, her best result being from the previous year when she was stranded in the semi-finals. Y/N had had a good tennis year and was one of the favourites to win her category at the prestigious competition. 

Y/N had seamlessly made it into the quarterfinals, having won all her previous matches in straight sets. Her mother had been present at every single match, not wanting to miss one second of her daughter's play and loving the attention the youngest was receiving. 

Lorenzo, Charles and Charlotte joined her at the girl's latest match, having missed most of them due to work. The brothers were glad they could finally watch her play after such a long time of not being able to attend her tournaments. 

''It's weird seeing her so serious.'' Charles mumbled as they waited for her to do her first serve, her focused face being one he didn't get to see often. 

Lorenzo chuckled. ''I know, she's always clowning around.'' He responded, shutting up as soon as his sister tossed the ball into the air. 

The serve was too fast for her opponent to return, resulting in an ace for Y/N and another game won- the score now 5-1 for Leclerc. She received an applause, the clapping of her family standing out and giving them a timid smile. 

She was on her way to win the first set, but not everything always goes as planned. Her opponent hit the ball to the opposite side of where Y/N was standing, the young girl having to make a long run to return the ball. Because it was a grass court, the players have to wear special shoes, but they often stick to the ground making it harder to run very fast. Her right foot became stuck to the court so Y/N had to put all her weight on it, causing a twist to happen as she chased the ball. She fell to the ground, clamping to her right ankle. 

Pascale immediately stood up from her seat, her heart dropping to her stomach as she saw her daughter go down on the court. Lorenzo processed the moment for a few seconds before standing up as well, and Charles and Charlotte stayed seated, the woman's hands covering her face in shock. 

They watched the umpire climb down from his high chair and approach her, crouching down next to Y/N and asking her if she's okay. ''My ankle hurts a lot.'' She answered him, holding back tears. 

''You want to continue playing?'' The man already knew the answer would be no, but he was mandated to ask her. 

Y/N shook her head. ''No, I think I need a medic or something.'' 

The umpire nodded his head at her words and pulled out his walkie talkie, calling for a medic to enter the court. He received an answer on the other side and turned back to her. ''Can you walk, Y/N?'' 

The young girl tried putting pressure on her ankle, but a throbbing pain shot through her foot and she yelped. ''No, I can't.'' 

''Get a wheelchair as well, she can't walk properly.'' He spoke into the device, receiving a short 'understood' from the other side of the walkie talkie. 

Y/N could see the concerned looks on her family's faces, giving them a thumbs up to ease their worries. Her mother let out a deep sigh, relieved her daughter seemed at least okay on the surface. 

Eventually, two medics arrived with one of them holding the wheelchair in their hand. They unfolded it and carefully helped the girl get up from the ground. They sat her down in the chair and rolled her off the court while the audience gave her an applause, showing their appreciation for the match and her hard work. 

The Leclerc Family made their way towards the inside of the stadium, wanting to get to their youngest as soon as possible. ''It looked like it hurt a lot, did you see it twisting?'' Charlotte said, the moment replaying in her head. 

''Yeah, and she was trying so hard not to cry, I could just see it.'' Charles responded, holding onto his girlfriend's hand for some sort of support. 

''Maman, the medical center is there!'' Lorenzo redirected his mother as she almost went into the wrong hallway. Pascale quickly turned the right way, running on her motherly instincts. 

She knocked on the door, opening it before being given permission to actually enter the room. ''Oh, look at you.'' Y/N was laying down on the doctor's table, her ankle being inspected by one of the medics. 

Pascale embraced her as well as she could while her daughter laid down, caressing her face. ''Does it hurt a lot?'' She glanced at the ankle, seeing it already swelled up. 

Y/N shrugged her shoulders. ''It only hurts when I move it or stand on it.'' She answered, tears escaping her eyes. 

''Don't cry, Chérie! You're so strong, you're a brave girl.'' Her mother tried comforting her, wiping the tears away and kissing her cheek. 

The medic scratched their voice, gathering everyone's attention. ''It's 100% not broken, but it is sprained,'' they explained, ''I'm gonna tape it and then you're free to leave, but I advice you rest your ankle for the next week and don't strain it too much, cause then you'll have to go to the hospital.'' They finished off, grabbing the support tape from one of the cabinets. 

''Okay, thank you.'' Lorenzo weakly smiled, grabbing a chair and setting himself down next to the table. 

''I was doing so well and then of course I have to fall.'' Y/N exclaimed, radiating frustration. 

Her oldest brother grabbed her hand. ''It can happen to anyone, even the big players fall and get injured.'' 

''But it's embarrassing falling in front of that many people- I wanted to die right then and there.'' His sister argued, her hands covering her face as if she was reliving the moment. 

Pascale chuckled at her daughter's dramatics. ''There are worse things to be embarrassed about, Chérie.'' 

''Yes,'' Charlotte spoke up, ''remember when I had to make a Twitch account so he would open the door for me? Way more embarrassing.'' She said, gathering laughs from everyone. 

''Or when Charles wore that banana costume on a livestream!'' Lorenzo added. 

''And Arthur with his 18-hour screen time? You've got nothing to worry about.'' Charles chimed in, directing the focus to Arthur's embarrassing moments. 

Y/N's tears had stopped and laughed along with her family, appreciating their attempt at cheering her up and making her feel better about her fall. ''Ooh~ she's smiling again.'' Charles poked at her dimple, a giggle escaping her mouth because of it. 

''Remember when Charles-''

''She gets it, Enzo!'' 

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[uplatterme]

My Dearest, Cupid

a/n: happy valentine’s! i hate the transition. you can see i'm trying to tell something but i can't tell it properly. nothing too daring tbh.

cw: sub!thoma, cupid!thoma, dom!reader, gn!reader | wing kink(?), bondage, blindfold, implied voyeurism

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Thoma’s fingers shake as he continues writing on his notepad. This is his job, he has to get used to this at some point. 

He observes, then he writes. 

This is Thoma’s first time being directly assigned to someone. After all his hard work, he’s finally been promoted and is considered capable enough to handle humans.

His first mission is already a freebie, since his goal only concerns a single human, unlike the others who were known professionals who take more than he can even imagine.

The cupid follows you, continuing to take note of the things you do. He’s been doing this for a week now, his notepad filled with random information about you. He knows of your likes and dislikes, your hobbies, your measurements, your schedule…

Of course, it’s just because of his job. He doesn’t…see you in that way.

At this point, the time he’s taking to have you fall in love with someone else is already exceeding the average. He tells himself that it’s just to be careful, that he didn’t want to mess up his first day on the job. However, he can’t hide it from himself that he’s getting cold feet.

If it was Kazuha, he would have helped by whispering verses of love that could increase their human’s possibility of their confession being accepted.

On the other hand, his senior Ayato, would indirectly signal to their human by suggesting what clothes to wear, heightening their confidence about themselves.

Lastly, Miko would be the type to slip something in their human’s drink that would make them feel and look more seductive.

None of those suited Thoma. He’s not great with words to begin with, always seeming to overthink what it is that he says. He’s also not well-versed in the type of clothing that humans wear, so he can’t help in that area. 

He sighs. While he could use gadgets that would make this mission easier, that didn’t seem fair or natural.

It doesn’t even look like you need his help anyways. You seem to be doing fine on your own. The only problem was, he doesn’t know who would be the perfect match for you. 

Unfortunately, time is running out. He needs to fill up your love meter at the end of the day.

He decides based on what he knows. Your coworker looks the closest to you. All he needs to do is to shoot you with an arrow, and make sure that they’re the first person you see right after, giving you that little boost to profess the hidden love you have within your heart. Then, his objective is reached.

Thoma waits, aiming the arrow while you get out of your car. He sees you fix your hair, bending slightly so you can look into the mirror of your car. He takes a deep breath, swallowing all the anxiety away.

After parking your car, he readies his bow. He knows that your coworker will pass by this area at this time since there’s a meeting that’s scheduled for them today.

“Alright,” He whispers to himself, letting go of the arrow as soon as you exit your vehicle.

The arrow flies straight, hitting your chest directly. You stand there quietly, a weird feeling bursting from your chest. It’s a normal side-effect, so he doesn’t worry.

As he predicted, the coworker exits the building and notices you. They’re only a few feet away.

He counts the seconds left until your eyes meet…your body staying still as they walk towards you.

Everything was going to plan.

Was.

A car enters the parking lot, beeping for you to get away.

Oh no. This cannot be happening.

Your mind is still stunned, needing a few more seconds to recover.

His jaw drops in worry. No way the first human he gets assigned to dies because of an external factor.

He panics. He can’t let you die, but Thoma can’t be seen by humans either!

It’s one or the other. Either way, he’s screwed.

He’ll for sure get suspended for this.

Thoma goes quickly, grabbing your body in his hands and flying away from the situation. He made sure your coworker didn’t see anything, though disappearing out of nowhere is still suspicious.

He bites the bottom of his lips, his tiny wings fluttering in worry…

“Uhm, excuse me?”

Thoma looks down to see you conscious, still trapped in his arms. 

He abruptly lets go, unsure of what to say as you stare at him. His wings shy away, this is the first time he’s been seen by a human. Thoma gazes down at the floor, waiting for you to say anything.

“Are you alright?” You question.

“I—Yeah! I-I’m fine!” 

The guide to becoming a cupid never said anything about this!

“You know, you’re really pretty.” You blurt out.

Thoma laughs awkwardly, heat starting to show in his cheeks.

“Thank you…”

A compliment. A human is complimenting him. God, you’re complimenting him.

“Do you always wear that?” You ask, eyeing him from top to bottom.

Thoma nods at your question, starting to get embarrassed by what he’s wearing. It’s a lot different and more showy than what humans usually wear.

“You’re not going to introduce yourself?”

Thoma blinks.

Is he supposed to?

“I’m Thoma…I’m a cupid.”

He waits for you to react aggressively. You didn’t.

Instead, you tug the white fabric of his clothes and you look up at him to ask permission.

“S-Sorry. Is there a problem?” Thoma asks, letting you control his body.

You shook your head. Your hands hover over his body, framing it before touching skin against skin. He gasps a short and tense breath. 

He stares into your eyes and decides that can’t do it anymore. He squeaks, accidentally letting go of his prized notepad, landing between your feet.

“Oh, you dropped this…huh.” Thoma looks anxious as you keep reading its contents.

“Cupid, you’ve been stalking me?”

You’re not mad, not at all. After all, how could you when a handsome fellow swoops in to save you? Granted, he was the one who put you in danger—

Still, the stressed angel in front of you doesn’t look like he means any harm. Especially not with the notes written on the papers…

Come on, cute doodles of you? Your favorite ice cream flavor?

“You were setting me up?” You conclude.

He nods.

“Thoma, you do know that coworker is married, right?”

The cupid blinks at you, wondering if he heard wrong.

“There’s a ring on his finger. Did you not see?”

He thinks, and then he realizes. You’re right.

He bows his head apologizing profusely.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. I’m glad that at least ended with me meeting you.” You reassure.

“No, no. It isn’t supposed to be like this…” He sighs in disappointment.

“At this point, your love meter won’t be filled!” He exclaims.

You stand still, a soft giggle slipping out of you that turns into a loud laugh.

“I’m sorry. A what?” That name was obnoxious. 

“I didn’t name it!” He argues. The more Thoma spends more of his time with you, the more he feels his chest aches.

“Right, right. So, how exactly do you fill it up?”

…

Thoma can’t see a single thing, red cloth covering his eyes. 

His hands are tied behind his back. It’s silent, he can’t even hear your breathing to calm him down.

He understands that’s the point, to make him feel more sensitive, he’s…written about these in his notes.

That you’re that kind of lover who enjoys these kinds of things.

“I wonder, how much is it that you know about me?”

A lot, Thoma wants to answer. Though he shuts his mouth, knowing he’ll get into trouble if he says anything out of turn.

“Are you a pervert, Thoma?” 

He shakes his head.

You hum disappointedly. “You’re not being honest. Should I read what this note says?”

His body tenses up. “W-What note?”

“Spying on me while I pleasure myself. Don’t you think that’s perverted?” 

He’s glad he can’t see your face, he knows you’re shaming him and he won’t be able to take it to see you eyeing him like that.

Your hand slowly caresses his thigh, nothing extreme yet but he knows how this’ll end up. 

“Pretty wings.” 

A slight pinch of his wings sends the cupid whining, his whole body trembling. “D-Don’t…”

“Do all cupids act this slutty or is it just you?”

“My wings are sensitive…” He says, as if you can’t tell that already.

“Such soft feathers.”

He’s never been touched there intimately. His body reacts almost as if he was under some sort of love spell. Thoma’s body moves as you brush your fingers carefully. You were being gentle, yet somehow that annoys the cupid, he’s not that delicate.

He muffles the sounds emerging from his throat by pressing his face on the pillow. He doesn’t like hearing himself sound so whorish…for the lack of a better term. He writhes on the bed, laying on his stomach while he lets you have your way with him. His ass beautifully bouncing with each nudge.

His cock grinds on the soft cushion, the friction immensely satisfying him, a whimper spewing out. After a while his hips start moving on their own, the teasing of his wings getting to his mind.

“Are you that desperate, angel?”

“It feels good…” He says, moving away from the pillow. He can’t see it but he’s well aware of how he’s drooling on it.

“Alright, I’ll let you.” 

He lets out a grateful hum, his wings fluttering as he positions himself. He then squirms as bright light greets him, your fingers taking off the blindfold. Thoma’s taken by surprise, seeing your smile and lifting his body up with ease.

The ties on his wrists make it difficult to resist. Not that he wants to, anyways. 

You position him to face you, his hands still behind his back.

“Do it then, since you’re so desperate to get yourself off.”

His mouth gapes, not sure how to reply. 

“I-In front of you?” He can’t even look you straight in the eye even when just having a normal conversation and you want him to…do that when he’s positioned like this?

“Must I remind you what your notes say again?” You tease.

“N-No! It’s okay. I’ll do it.” Thoma states. 

He grits his teeth, his face burning while he starts moving his lower half.

He’s shaking but it’s more due to the fact that you’re staring at him while he moves his body as if he’s performing for you. He wishes he could put the blindfold back, to at least relieve himself of the humiliation and pretend that you aren’t there.

He can’t cover his mouth or his eyes, forced to sink in the shame. 

Thoma’s not good at this, his movements are sloppy, and each tingle he feels has him needing to stop and take a breath before he could continue even further.

You’re not saying anything, just looking at him with boredom in your eyes. He worries. Did he do something wrong? Is he taking longer than you expected?

And just like that, he crumbles.

“P-Please look at me.” He begins to quicken himself, allowing his mouth to let out whatever lewd sounds it wants.

He looks at you, eyes half-lidded from how he knows that each thrust on the bed succumbs him even deeper and closer to his climax.

His pleas eventually mix with moaning. His voice gets louder as he chants your name, as if he’s fucking you when in reality all he’s doing is humping the bed pathetically.

Shit.

With a sultry whine, Thoma’s drenched in white. 

White that matches his skin, his wings, his tears.

He trembles looking at you for some sort of approval. He excitedly awaits your response, seeing you come towards him.

“Great job.” The cupid expects a pat on the head with those words, though what comes after was more surprising.

A soft kiss planted on his lips, perfectly soothing away all his worries. The cupid’s heart feeling as if he’s the one struck with the arrow.

Oh no.

He’s supposed to make you fall in love, not him!

#sub thoma #dom reader #sub genshin impact #sub genshin #dom!reader #genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader #thoma x reader #sub!thoma

[frillsand]

☆ Adding a Star to the pile!

Honestly, it was a long time coming. Your actor AU is one of my all time fav AU's I've personally come across, and I always adore seeing what new stuff you've put up on your blog when you can. Whether it be text or images, I love seeing and reading them. You put a lot into it, and I enjoy seeing what you whip up in your art as well. It is a very nice and cute style to me.

I just, enjoy seeing your world building and thought you put into it, through the ask and illustrations you add. In fact, I even watched The Happy Time Murders (admittingly not great in story and way to immature humor for my normal taste, but has its upsides in puppetry and world building) just to get more background and ideas of how you were making this, and boy, are you scratching the worldbuidling itch that was left with me after watching it.

Aside from that, I also relate to some of the stuff you talk about, like your confidence in your art. It is nice to be reminded that we all have those doubts, even when subjectively the art is very nice. It just might be an artist thing, whether you're a professional or a hobbiest, to see how good everyone else's work is but your own at times.

Sorry if I'm a bit wordy, but I just like to gush sometime. I have been learning that I can tend to be a bit quiet on stuff I adore and enjoy, so giving my fave blogs a reminder that there are those like me who enjoy stuff kinda silently feels nice.

I’ve stared at your words for a while and even now as I try, the words still escape my mind. I can’t help but find your comment very comforting and reassuring to hear that my effort is visible, even if it’s only a hobby. I don’t usually have people looking my way so this is very weird to me, and I know there’s many AU’s to choose from, I’m just glad people spend the time to look through mine.

I might not respond to everyone but be assured that I look at every single comment and will continue to do so until the content stops and we all slowly part ways

#welcome home actor au #welcome home puppet show #wally darling #wally actor au #welcome home #actor wally darling

[in1-nutshell]

Hi I love your work how would the tfp bots react to meeting a bot that has the personality of wendsday Addams

Wednesday Addams is a good character to put into Buddy. This was fun to write and think about. Here are the Autobots reaction to Wednsday Bot Buddy!

Hope you enjoy!

Autobots reacting to Bot Buddy with the personality of Wendsday Addams

SFW, platonic, slight dark themes mainly on general themes of murder and dark humor, Nothing graphic just mentions here and there, Cybertronian/ Bot reader

TFP

Optimus Prime

*Looks at dead Vehicon* “Lucky bot.”

*Concern truck noises*

Optimus is a bit concerned about the dark nature of Buddy.

He doesn’t question their allegiance. He knows that Buddy is a loyal Autobot through and through. If they wanted to be a Decepticon they would have already done it, but they haven’t. Being able strategist, Buddy truly helps when planning attacks accordingly.

They just have a peculiar taste in humor and in personality.

Optimus won’t interfere with Buddy and their passions… unless he deems it necessary.

They are just another one of his children with a different hobby than the rest.

Ratchet

“I’m fine Doctor. They only hit a major fuel line. I’ve only entered the first stage of paralyzes, it’s quite pleasant.”

“I’m sorry WHAT WAS HIT!?”

He is a bit wary of Buddy. It’s mainly their view on murder.

He doesn’t mind the dark humor or the occasional weird vibe they give off. They help Ratchet around in the lab and in any experiments since Buddy has a natural talent for science. Though he does get a bit annoyed whenever they bring up the supernatural around him.

Buddy is a regular patient in the medbay due to the fact that they downplay their injuries so much that sometimes he doesn’t even know if they get injured on purpose.

He has to physically check Buddy for any injuries whenever they leave the base. It’s a rule now, not even Optimus can stop him now.

Bumblebee

*Pointing blaster to a Vehicon* “No one gets to torment my family except for me.”

“Beeeep. Bep beep? (Aww you do care—wait what?)”

He looks up to Buddy in a way. Buddy is the oldest of the youngest group on the team. Meaning they are older than Smokescreen by default, older than Bee. Even though the three of them came from the same generation, Buddy is the older sibling.

He can tell the war did a number to Buddy over the eons, but Buddy also always had a peculiar personality that set them apart from everyone else.

He is glad that Raf has taken a liking to Buddy and vice versa. Whenever he is too busy to pick up Raf from school, he can count on Buddy to go and pick him up safe and sound.

He knows that Buddy means well in the end… its just the lengths they are willing to go and the lines they are willing to cross to do it makes him uneasy. Bumblebee knows that he can trust Buddy with his life and will do it without a second thought.

Arcee

“Time to go spider hunting.”

“I couldn’t agree more.”

She doesn’t mind Buddy as a whole.

Yes, their personality isn’t something that everyone sees and associates with Autobot, but they mean well.

She is willing to defend Buddy for that.

She does get worried about Buddy when they go out into battle. She is mainly worried that one day she or one of her teammates would accidentally hit Buddy since their frame has Con written all over it.

She trusts Buddy with Jack whenever she isn’t available. At first Jack isn’t too thrilled at the idea of being with this bot that looks like they would murder him if they ever got bored. But he gets over that initial fear after a bit of one-on-one time with Buddy. Arcee is happy for both.

The sass battles between these two can get heated and brings the team to becoming the audience.

Arcee tried a dark humor battle with Buddy. It happened only once because Arcee soon realized that Buddy had a bottomless pit full of this humor. There was no way she was going to win.

Bulkhead

“Nice knife you got there. That would be absolutely great in playing autopsy.”

“Playing What!?”

Oh yeah Buddy does not put him at ease at all. Sure, as a Wrecker he too dabbles in dark humor, but Buddy is on a whole new level of dark humor.

He would hate to see what would happen if Buddy turned to the Cons side. But time and time again, he is proven wrong about them ever defecting. Especially when Buddy has a huge sift spot for the kids, Miko begins the biggest.

Miko absolutely adores this bot. She has asked Bulkhead if he cannot pick her up or Wheeljack to let Buddy pick them up.

Buddy has been named her unofficial official “Sibling from another planet”.

Buddy doesn’t seem to mind so he is fine about that. He does get a bit uneasy about the lengths they are willing to go to fulfill a plan, but other than that he is fine with them.

Wheeljack

“You okay there, kid? You look half dead.”

“I’m always half dead Wheeljack.”

Oh yeah finally someone who can get some of his humor.

He dabbles a bit more in the dark humor than most other bots on the team, still nowhere near Buddy’s level but he can appreciate their artform.

He will defend Buddy against anyone who says that they should be in the Autobot ranks because of their personality. Not everyone is perfect, and they have a choice on which side they want to fight, and they have always chosen the Autobots even when things seem hopeless.

Wheeljack has worked with Buddy in making his famous homemade grenades. Buddy is one of the few bots he will allow to fly the Jackhammer by themselves.

While he isn’t around the base too often, he always finds it funny to have Buddy sneak up on him by accident. Not many can do that, so he finds it funny.

Smokescreen

“Have you tried doing another paint job that isn’t Black? You know, bright that color scheme a bit.”

“When they have a shade darker than black let me know.”

Smokescreen looks at Buddy with admiration and fear.

On one hand, he knows that he could jump off the Nemesis blindly with Buddy and Buddy would somehow save them both while still doing their jokes midair.

On the other hand

He isn’t a fan of their dark humor or dark personality. It reminds him too much of the Cons. The first time that he met Buddy, he nearly shot them thinking they were a Con. There was an apology afterwards.

He does not question Buddy’s side in the war for a second. Sure, they look like they could end his life with a spoon, but they haven’t and that proves the point.

Ultra Magnus

“How is the investigation coming along soldier?”

“There are so many threads in this investigation I’d have enough to weave my burial shroud and Bumblebee’s.”

“What?”

“BEEEP! (WHAT!?)”

Not a fan of their personality.

He would have put them on the same list of non-compliant soldiers as Wheeljack. But despite a few bumps here and there, Buddy is a true Autobot and lives by the code, to a point.

They are actually one of the few Autobots that have managed to follow must his plans. And has some respect for authoritative figures.

Or that might be just him and Optimus. He respects them that much. Not a fan of dark humor or personality, mainly because it isn’t his taste in humor.

#transformers #transformers x reader #tfp #tfp x reader #tfp optimus prime #tfp ratchet #tfp arcee #tfp bumblebee #tfp bulkhead #tfp smokescreen #tfp wheeljack #tfp ultra magnus #tfp jack #tfp miko #tfp raf

[lotomber]

Hi! Just looked through your stuff and it's amazing! I really love you choice of profile design aswell. I come with a request, you can ofcourse just ignore it you don't feel like it.

The request is Yandere Fyodor x reader, who he has been stalking, and slowly been befriending for awhile, but reader has trust issues and it takes a long time before he can actually start giving romantic hints. So ofcourse Fyodor who, in this scenario, has urges and is getting impatient. So he drugs them and kidnaps them :). I was thinking smut where he places reader's hand on where he wants them to touch him, but go with whatever you want or not at all. Hope you have a great day/night

YOUR LOVE MADE ME CRAZY!

Pairing: Yandere! Fyodor x GN! Reader Warning: NSFW, smut, yandere behavior, stalking, drugging, Noncon/dubcon, not proof read!

You frequently visited the cafe near your place after college/work. you didn't had many friends, you preferred to read books at your fav cafe. One day when you were reading a book a man approached you.

"Is that (any of your fav book) you're reading?" he had a pale face with beautiful magenta eyes and shoulder length messy black hair with a ushanka, He was absolutely beautiful.

"Uh yes. Is there any problem?" you answered despite his sudden intrusion.

"I couldn't help but notice the book you were reading and it's my favorite. Oh pardon my rudeness I'm Fyodor Dostoevsky, Do you come here regularly?"

"I'm (Name), yes the ambience and coffee is nice here so I do come here often. Are you a Russian?" you couldn't help but be curious about the mysterious man.

"Yes I'm a Russian I moved here due to some work so I still don't know many people here would you mind if I sit with you?"

"Ah no, you can sit here if you want to." at first you felt awkward and hesitant with him but despite your worries you both hit really well and instantly became friends. You both started meeting often at the same cafe, Your hobbies, favorite books and ideologies matched with each other.

But what you didn't knew was the fact that he already knew everything about you, your every single personal information from when and where you go to your likes and dislikes, He was always lurking in your shadows and finding the right time he approached you with an innocent face at that cafe he knew you frequented.

But despite his efforts whenever he made any romantic gestures you always backed out, rejected his advances and always drew a line. he was getting impatient of this and he couldn't control his urges anymore so he thought of another way.

As usual he was waiting for you at the cafe and when you came he offered to buy you a coffee which you accepted. He sometimes buyed you coffee which you didn't minded but today was something rather off about him which you wished you could've noticed earlier.

Just after taking a few sips of the coffee you started feeling weird, your mind went foggy and you felt a hot burning sensation all over your body soon you fell unconscious and the last thing you saw was the unsettling smile of Fyodor.

When the first time he saw you, he instantly fell in love with you. That's why first he used the indirect way to approach you. Everytime you talked to him he would stare at your lips thinking how they would feel on his lips as his tongue mingle with yours or how your pretty little hands will look pumping his cock. No one could ever comprehend what filth he thought behind that innocent face. But whose fault it was that he was like this? Of course yours, after all his love for you made him like this so he's gonna make sure that you'll take responsibility!

After a while you opened your eyes in an unfamiliar place and he was there in front watching you with that same smile. You wanted to say something but your mind was still in a haze and you felt that burning sensation more prominently than before that it was almost hurting.

"Hmm what happened darling, not feeling good?" he said in mocking tone.

"Y'know darling it's not even half of what I felt whenever I saw you but don't worry I'll help you I'll make you feel good cause I love you!" he leaned over you whispering in your ear as he started kissing your neck. While he held your hand making you touch his already hard throbbing cock.

"Can you feel it darling? can you feel it me? it's all because of you!" he said in a low seductive tone as he proceeded to kiss you, pushing his tongue in your wet cavern.

You wanted to protest and stop him but you don't know if it was because of your hazy state of mind or something else, it felt good. His touch felt ethereal, he tore your clothes as he was getting too impatient to undress you slowly. He covered two of his fingers in spit before plunging them in your hole. You let out a yelp as you felt his fingers stretching you for a while. After that without warning he pushed his whole length in your hole. You shrieked in pain as he starting thrusting without giving you time to adjust.

"F-fuck you feel so good, darling!" he let out loud grunts as he kept thrusting.

It was wrong, yes it was really wrong but what could you do when it all felt so good?

A/N- I don't support any of the themes mentioned above in real life!

P.S - Sorry this took time cause I was busy with my exams. I still have some requests pending I'm gonna complete them soon so please wait!

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs #bsd x you #bsd fyodor #fyodor dostoevsky #fyodor x reader #fyodor dostoyevsky bsd #bungou stray dogs fyodor #fyodor smut #bsd smut

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Hey so i have been watching way of the house husband lately so can i ask for some girls with a house husband s/o thanks anyway love too read your stuff

(Genshin Impact/GFL) Sara, Eula, Rosaria, Springfield, AK-15, RO635, and UMP9 with a House Husband S/O

I feel the masculine urge to love and adore my wife. "Today's the day...we got to take your balls away."

Sara honestly doesn't know how to react to her S/O lovingly taking care of things back at home.

She's used to servants and whatnot doing so, but not her own lover.

It made her feel...weird.

(S/O) "Hey, welcome home, Sara! Dinner's about to be ready!"

(Sara) "...T-Thank you."

Sara never fails to be flustered seeing such basic acts of kindness. It made her feel like a normal person rather than a military general.

But she did not hate it, not by a longshot.

She also makes sure to not let any word of her home life. Sure there were security reasons but honestly? It'd just make her feel embarassed.

Here stood Inazuma's general, the Raiden Shogun's second in command, getting all blushy because her S/O made her a cute dinner.

Eula is also in the camp of "not used to being treated with love."

Again, she was used to servants doing these sorts of menial tasks, but S/O did not seem to mind.

It wasn't entirely strange, since gender roles for these kinds of things was quite the old way of thinking, even for the Lawrence clan.

But it weirded her out more because she just wasn't used to having meals made for her, or any type of thing done for her.

(Eula) "Dinner is great tonight, thank you S/O. Remind me to cook for you as well, lest I have my ven...-"

She gives up halfway, seeing S/O's confused expression.

(Eula) "N-Nevermind. Thank you."

She doesn't mention this to others mostly for her pride.

But it was also she wanted this part of S/O to herself.

(Rosaria) "Thanks."

Rosaria had not felt this type of love in a very long time.

She knew for a fact she would never be used to S/O being at home for her.

But she was grateful. S/O was always there at night to provide her a meal and bandaging for her wounds.

They were concerned of course, but she wasn't bombarded by questions of what she was doing or why she was injured.

It was less being submissive and more S/O trusting her. And that meant more than any meal cooked to Rosaria.

The least she could do is return that trust, even if it made her feel anxious.

She still encourages S/O to get out and do some of their own hobbies as well. The last thing she wants to do is confine them. This is the city of freedom after all.

POWER COUPLE

Admittedly, Springfield is a stay-at-home kind of wife herself, so her and S/O get along swimmingly!

The two work with the other T-Dolls at the cafe and are jokingly teased about being an old couple already with the way they act.

The two are always seen together smiling, their homely natures working to great effect at making others relax in their presence.

(Springfield) "Hm, am I cooking dinner tonight S/O, or are you?"

It's a constant battle at home of who will spoil the other, and the two unfortunately do not care about their PDA antics, meaning other T-Dolls and humans will have to suffer in their lovey-dovey presence.

May god (or the Omnissiah) have mercy on anyone in their vicinity, because Springfield and S/O certainly won't.

15 stopped asking S/O why they did the things they did a long time ago.

She did not need to eat, the Dorms were usually pretty clean, and she truly had no preference for a bath, considering T-Dolls were not made for water.

Yet S/O offered it anyways. It was clear they were being polite, and it was appreciated.

(AK-15) "...S/O, your actions make no sense to me at all. But...it is appreciated. If it would make you happy, I suppose I can accept at least a meal."

15 was the type of woman to not like anything pointless being done, but she could tell there was a purpose with what S/O was doing.

They loved her. That was reason enough.

She could at least understand that.

And...it made her happy. She didn't even know she could blush before S/O offered her a meal for the first time.

But her death glare comes back if anyone remotely teases her or S/O.

Usually, RO was the type to bend over backwards for her subordinates and higher ups.

So it was a nice change of pace having someone do so for her. Something RO is eternally grateful for.

She makes sure to always thank them and appreciate their company as her stress melts away the moment she comes into a hug from S/O.

(S/O) "Busy day again?"

(RO635) "SOPMOD found the strangest place to stick her head in, and a horde of animals escaped the rescue station..."

(S/O) "The usual then?'

(RO635) "The fact this is "usual" should really say something about how we operate as a base..."

No living soul ever knows about her with S/O, as her usual professional demeanor completely vanishes the second she steps through their door.

Unfortunately for her, T-Dolls are not really "alive" by a technical definition.

Which is to say, M16A1 and SOPMOD tease the absolute hell out of her and S/O.

(UMP9) "Honey, I'm home!~"

UMP9 completely embraces S/O's tendency to be a stay-at-home.

One of her desires was to have a real family anyway, so this was just one step ahead!

She glomps her S/O everytime she comes back from a mission, ready to accept a meal, a bath, and S/O.

UMP9 makes sure to give back in the relationship so they know it isn't one sided.

She also could not care less of who sees them together acting like the most stereotypical couple.

She loves every single second of it.

(UMP9) "Do you think we can order an apron to really get the effect going, S/O? I'm sure the Commander wouldn't mind ordering one for me!"

#genshin impact x reader #girls' frontline x reader #sara kujou x reader #eula x reader #rosaria x reader #springfield x reader #ak 15 x reader #ro635 x reader #ump9 x reader #kujou sara #eula lawrence #rosaria genshin impact x reader #rosaria genshin impact #springfield gfl #ak 15 gfl #ro635 gfl #ump9 gfl #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact imagines #girls' frontline imagines #girls' frontline headcanons

[captainzigo]

so unfortunately very few entries here are going to properly be vintage. also what i consider vintage might not line up with what you do. i am not old.

also i am not wealthy. and my family isn’t wealthy. this is an expensive hobby to have. i get most of my stuff from loving it and refusing to throw it away… and digging through the trash at university. you would be surprised with the stuff people throw away. planned obsolescence has nothing on the fact that people can’t be bothered to fix a sour harddrive.

i actually fix computers as a sort of second job. it’s nice to work on computers i can’t afford and that aren’t from the trash. but i love old tech. i love breathing life in to things long dead. i’m a technonecromancer. i am not including pictures of things i haven’t finished yet for the most part. and i simply am not including most things. this is but a fraction of my power

ok so these are all my computers that work. i didn’t include ones that im still working on. they all worked but needed repairs variously. mostly they just needed new hard drives.

my game consoles. again not including ones that don’t work. i actually bought that 3ds, but the rest my parents gave me after they got them used. that gameboy has needed a screen replacement that required soldering. the ds is my little trooper and has needed nothing ever. the wii needed a new disc drive. and the 3ds came in japanese and i hacked it to english.

there’s a back view of my stickers

these are some of my various devices. again not including ones that don’t work. that nano needed a new battery which was actual hell and i’m surprised it survived. that ipad is the first ipad and she works beautifully and one time i fastened it to my tummy for a tellytubby costume. i was slutty lala and i played the old spiderman movie trilogy in glorious VHS quality. i couldn’t find my iphone 3gs for this picture :( but it will turn up. i’ll include an old picture instead of cleaning my room to find it lol

here are some novelties i just like. thats an old radio i swiped from my great grandfather. i got it working but it broke again. i dont know whats wrong with it and its so old that the parts are impossible to find. on the right is the browser for DS which is just so quaint. i love it. it barely works at all but i loaded a wikipedia page one time so xP

this is my terrible stupid tiny phone i got from aliexpress that barely works BUT IT DOES WORK and is technically loaded with all modern smartphone features. i attached a video of it barely playing roblox

this is my og imac. with the og keyboard. i didn’t include it with the working computers because it doesn’t. the harddrive died and im trying to fix it but its really hard. i’ve already sought out two different adapters that haven’t worked

and this is a commodore 64 that i also got out of the trash. it does not work but im hoping to make it work. someone clearly loved it. enough to paint it crazy colors and enough to

write some weird scifi quote on the inside of the case under the RF shield. but maybe they died, or it just became too much of an undertaking.

not included here is:

• several more apple products that i just don’t think look good. all the iphones between 6 and 11 are just so ugly. and i don’t actually like the way apple watches look

• the phone, tablet, and smart watch i actively use

• various bits and bobs like the official speakers for a imac 4, an electronic pocket dictionary, various wii peripherals and so on

• all of my audio equipment

• my iphone 3gs. i just never found it or any pictures of it. i love it tho. it was my first phone (hand me down. i’m not that old) and i have had to repair it so many times and i love taking bad photos with it

• all of my monitors

• my many videogames

• my old fridge that i love and cherish and use

• anything i have fixed and then given to someone else

• a bunch of other stuff

so if you are a beautiful trans woman, are you in love with me yet? or do i need to make a part two

#old tech #old computers #hoarding lol