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empoleon · 11 months

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stranger things have happened

• rated m, one shot, 3088 words

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Wolfwood is humming something against the fabric of Vash’s shirt—his shirt, because Vash has taken to wearing his articles of clothing as of late—when Vash speaks up.

“They like that,” he says softly, tilting his head back with a smile.

Wolfwood pauses, lips ghosting a kiss near the spot where he was singing. “’S just something I heard a long time ago.”

From the orphanage, but it goes unspoken. Vash is fairly certain it’s in Wolfwood’s mother tongue as well, but he doesn’t comment on it—bringing that up now would probably embarrass him enough to stop and Vash certainly doesn’t want that.

They're in bed together at some rundown inn—traveling too much with Vash in his current state puts a bit of a strain on both of them, so it’s easier if they make frequent stops. They just need to be careful. They have to be careful.

Wolfwood would never forgive himself if something happened to—

It’s almost unnerving to feel the faintest movement touch the skin of his cheek, stopping his train of thought immediately. It’s such a brief feeling and he almost questions if it actually happened, but Vash beats him to it.

“Nick, did you—?”

“Yeah,” Wolfwood glances up at him, unable to hide the awe in his voice. “He moved.”

150 years. A century and a half, and Vash did not know about this.

To be fair, there is a lot about himself that he isn’t aware of, either purposely brushing it off as a one-off occurrence or simply refusing to acknowledge it.

Plant anatomy wasn’t something he was keen to learn about. He understood his basic, primal needs and that was that.

Humans, on the other hand…

Cross-species breeding simply never came to mind. And even if it did, Vash was far too busy enjoying the feeling of Wolfwood on top of him, holding him close, whispering things he longed to hear—knowing that each spoken word was true—he loves you, all of you, every single piece of your being, every scar and blemish branded from God himself.

(He loves you.)

“Oi, blondie—you want to tell me why you dragged me out here again?”

The dim lighting in the old saloon feels suitable at this moment, one of the lights flickering idly. It’s noisy, overcrowded and Vash almost reconsiders his priorities.

“How ’bout a drink first?”

It’s not something Wolfwood refuses, but he eyes the glass of water that is placed on their shared table. It’s murky in color, with a few specks of dirt swirling around, but it’s better than what they have seen in the previous towns.

Wolfwood grabs his own glass, filled with a smooth amber tinge. “So,” he takes a swig and licks his lips. “What’s wrong?”

Vash wants to laugh. Leave it to Wolfwood to get straight to the point.

“Nothing! Well, mostly nothing,“ Vash gives him a smile that doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “You know how it is.”

Except Wolfwood doesn’t know, with the way Vash keeps skirting around the topic at hand.

The alcohol in his system is beginning to warm him up, and if he didn’t know any better, he’d think Vash is about to say something unimaginable. It worries him.

There’s a ruckus outside the saloon that quickly enters through the double swing doors, men shouting unintelligible things—words like ‘bounty’ and ‘where is he?’ are all that Wolfwood needs to hear before he downs the rest of his drink and roughly grabs Vash by the arm.

“Hey, wait—I didn’t get to finish my drink!” Vash whines dramatically as he stumbles to his feet. One of the men arguing with another patron glances over towards them and Wolfwood curses.

“Damn it! Will you shut it?” He swivels around and pulls Vash into a corner of the saloon, trying to obscure the view of the humanoid typhoon from any onlookers. Miraculously, it works.

The commotion dies down after the barkeep threatens to drain the tap and close up for the evening. Those who initially caused the uproar either slip back out into the night or decide it’s time for a drink.

Vash really wishes he could have one right now, too. The water on the table may not taste great, but his throat has never felt so dry.

His arms find their way around Wolfwood’s waist, and he holds him there for a moment, in the corner of that saloon. The lights flicker again.

“I need to talk to you.”

“Guess he likes my voice,” Wolfwood smooths a hand against the swell of Vash’s belly.

“He?” Vash can’t hide the curiosity in his voice at the word, raising an eyebrow. “What makes you so sure?”

“Spikey, there is absolutely no way in hell you’re giving me a daughter,” Wolfwood states it so seriously that Vash starts to laugh. “I mean it. My heart won’t be able to take it.”

When he finally manages to tell Wolfwood what has been ailing him, he isn’t entirely sure what to expect, reaction wise.

Yelling or swearing? An average response, perhaps the best possible outcome, especially when it comes to the man Vash has known for so many years now. Calling him names falls under this category as well.

What he didn’t expect was the silence, or Wolfwood’s cigarette falling out of his mouth a second later.

“You’re—”

Vash nods, unable to say anything else. It’s hard to meet those dark eyes that are glued to his body.

“And it’s…” Wolfwood trails off, motioning to himself.

Another nod.

There’s a long pause before everything goes back to normal—whatever that actually is, Vash isn’t certain, but it feels like he can breathe again once Wolfwood regains his senses and finally says more than a few words.

“I thought you said we didn’t need to use condoms!” Wolfwood exclaims. “I asked you three times!”

Three separate times, in fact. Vash groans and runs a hand through his hair. “I mean, we don’t need to—we’ve never had—I didn’t think this was possible,” he settles on saying, because it’s true.

This was purely impossible, and yet somehow, after 150 years, his body finally decided it was time.

“With how often we fuck, I’m surprised this didn’t happen sooner,” Wolfwood mutters.

He’s not wrong, as embarrassing as it is to think about it.

“So…” Vash wrings his hands together, eyes flickering between Wolfwood and the cigarette that has long since been forgotten on the ground. He moves his boot to step on it, putting it out.

“So,” Wolfwood parrots, stuffing his hands into his pockets. “Are you okay? With all of this, I mean.”

“Me?” Vash blinks, confused. “I guess so, I was mostly worried about—”

He doesn’t get to finish his sentence before Wolfwood reaches over and pulls Vash into an embrace.

“Save it, blondie,” he says quietly. “You and I both know I’m fine with kids.” Wolfwood is also not wrong about that.

“That’s not what I asked you.”

Are you okay with this? Is this what you want?

“I—yeah,” Vash lets out a shaky breath. “I really am.” He wraps his arms around Wolfwood’s neck and buries his face into his shoulder. “Thank you, Nick.”

For everything.

A daughter… she would look just like you, Nick, Vash thinks to himself while Wolfwood continues to argue with him—with their child. And she would act like you, too.

“I don’t need two needle-noggins in my life,” he says sternly, but there’s a hint of amusement in his voice. “So please inherit some damn common sense—”

“I have plenty of common sense,” Vash interrupts him. “For example—”

Wolfwood scoots his hand up underneath Vash’s t-shirt and squeezes the warm skin of Vash’s hip with a rough hand, eliciting a yelp out of him.

“Don’t say another word,” he grumbles, “unless you want me to knock more of that so-called sense into you.”

Vash’s smile is everything devious in nature. “I would love to see you try.”

The first time Wolfwood sees just how different Vash is as far as humans go, he’s equal parts aroused and surprised.

“You really weren’t kidding,” he says while trailing a finger across the inner part of Vash’s upper thigh, tracing a scar that mars the skin there. It stops just short of what he could only describe as thin, petal-like folds, tightly wound and—quivering? “This is pretty freaky, spikey.”

“Don’t tease me,” Vash all but huffs as his body is out on display for him. One too many drinks later and they find themselves in yet another unfamiliar, yet all too recognizable inn bedroom.

It was easy for both of them to make it to this point—they always, always do, but this time it is different. It’s edging closer to something that neither one of them can turn away from.

Wolfwood grins at him. “Oh, I’m just getting started.”

“Can you—y-yes, right there,” Vash’s calves tighten around Wolfwood’s shoulders instinctively, hands gripping the bed sheets beneath him.

“Easy, Vash,” Wolfwood is a little breathless when he pulls back, a hand trailing along the metal of his prosthetic. “Digging into my neck a bit there.”

Vash almost immediately tries to sit up, looking extremely concerned. “Shit, I’m so sorry—”

Wolfwood carefully presses a hand to Vash’s lower abdomen, stopping him. “It’s fine, sweetheart,” he licks his lips. “Lie back down.”

His legs loosen a bit, this time more mindful of Wolfwood’s fleshy shoulders. Vash had insisted on leaving his prosthetics on, enjoying being able to anchor himself against his lover.

Wolfwood continues where he left off, nose brushing the inner, wetter petals that are waiting for him, taking in Vash’s scent with a soft inhale.

He flicks his tongue across them, watching as they unfurl and invite him into something far greater.

“Nick—” Vash arches his back with a groan. “More, I—”

“More what?” Wolfwood murmurs it against the opening of his slit, lips finding their way around the swell of a small bud that is nestled between it. “Full sentences.”

“More, please,” Vash’s voice trembles, “Don’t fucking stop.”

“Language, sweetheart,” Wolfwood presses a kiss to the bud, nips at it gently with his teeth and proceeds to curl his tongue around it.

He sucks long and slow, far too slow for Vash’s liking, evident in the way he hears another groan come from him.

Vash’s hand reaches for Wolfwood’s hair, tugging as he rocks his hips closer.

“Oh, Nick,” he gasps this time and Wolfwood is certain that he’s close, noticing how the room begins to glow a touch brighter.

Seeing those intricate patterns spark to life across various parts of Vash’s body ignites something truly deep within Wolfwood, far deeper than any spoken word of some higher being he could imagine.

They dance across scarred legs, skipping over pieces of well worn beryl-infused metal, trailing up Vash’s torso, his neck—

Vash shudders when he comes, fingers flexing into Wolfwood’s hair, purposefully forcing the man to stay put between his legs.

Not that Wolfwood would have ever minded.

He laps up everything that Vash gives to him and tries to coax out even more with his mouth, relishing the sweet taste that hits his tongue.

“Still with me, darlin’?” Wolfwood breaks away from him with a quiet gasp. He brings a hand up to his lips and wipes at it, grinning.

“Uh-huh,” is the only coherent response he gets, Vash’s body going limp with bliss. “’S good, Nick, you’re so good.”

“Preaching to the choir, I see,” Wolfwood runs a hand up Vash’s thigh, tracing along the intricate plant markings and noting how they shimmer brighter with each touch. “Let’s see what else that pretty mouth of yours can do.”

“How did the appointment go?” Wolfwood eventually asks, moving up to settle beside Vash. “Did Brad ask about—”

“The feathers,” Vash nods and sighs quite dramatically. “It was going so well, too, but then I sneezed and everything just,” he lifted up both his hands and spread his fingers, metal and flesh flexing wide, “Exploded?”

“Exploded?” Wolfwood can’t help but laugh. “Our child is already a menace, I can't believe it.”

One morning Vash had awoken to small, downy feathers attempting to sprout from his shoulders and forearm—the last time that happened, any time that happened, actually, was when they—

Well. Vash definitely didn’t relay that information to Brad, but he didn’t try to hide any of his bodily changes when he went for his most recent checkup.

Luida suspected it had something to do with the pregnancy—that energy, a life, now being constantly generated from within him. He was bound to have some… interesting side effects.

“I couldn’t believe it,” Vash says after a moment. “You should’ve seen the look on Brad's face when it happened though, or the room,” he pauses and glances at Wolfwood with a smile. “Completely covered in feathers.”

Wolfwood snakes an arm across Vash’s chest, moving to rest his head on his shoulder. “Bet he loved that,” he closes his eyes. “Glad everything went smoothly, blondie. I should be able to come next time.”

Vash turns his head and presses a kiss to Wolfwood’s hair. “Luida would like that. She’s been dying to see you again, you know.”

“More like dying to have someone help out around the ship,” Wolfwood sighs, but there’s no malice in his tone. “Say, next time we visit…” he lowers his hand down Vash’s chest, stopping pointedly at his stomach. “They’ll be able to tell us what the little sprout is, yeah?”

Vash’s small intake of breath doesn’t go by unnoticed and it causes Wolfwood to sit up, getting a better look at him. “What’s wrong?”

“Well—” Vash starts to say, but closes his mouth promptly.

“Wait,” Wolfwood reaches over to the side of the bed and suddenly the room is illuminated by the warm glow from the lamp. “Vash, don’t tell me you—” he glances back over at him and studies his face for a moment in silence. Vash desperately wishes Wolfwood wasn’t so damn good at reading him for once.

“You already know, don’t you?”

Vash groans and brings a hand up to his face. “It was an accident, Luida brought it up before I could stop her. I’m so sorry, Nick.”

Wolfwood exhales and slumps back against the pillows. “Unbelievable.”

Vash attempts to roll over to face him, being on his back for so long starting to become a bit uncomfortable. “Nick?”

Silence.

“Nicholas,” Vash pouts—he definitely has no right to do so, but he can’t help it. “I can just tell you, would that make it better?”

“No,” Wolfwood sighs. “I still want it to be a surprise.”

“I can act surprised when she tells us!” Vash says with enthusiasm. Wolfwood gives him a withering look. “No? Okay, okay,” he frowns, “it was worth a shot, though.”

“You are a complete needle-noggin idiot, you know that?” Wolfwood reaches over to flick Vash’s head. “And… it’s all right, don’t worry about it.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes,” Wolfwood stresses the fact with a poke to Vash’s cheek. “I can wait a few more weeks. You better not bring it up on accident, though, or else—”

“I won’t! I promise, scout’s honor!”

Wolfwood is a lazy kisser—Vash used to tease him for it, but it wasn’t as though he was much better—or had any practice.

And they really did have the time now for these sorts of things.

He sighs as Wolfwood peppers a trail of kisses up his chest, taking his time with each scar and meld of flesh and metal his lips come past.

“Nicholas,” Vash’s voice is light, full of warmth. “I thought you said— oh!”

Wolfwood captured his mouth with ease, stopping whatever teasing comment that was about to be said.

His lips are chapped, but still somehow soft, warm—Vash has half a mind to point that out, but Wolfwood won’t allow it with the way his mouth is working.

Vash gives in and sighs into the kiss, tugs him closer, prosthetic fingers raking through Wolfwood’s hair. It’s enough of an incentive to keep going, by any means.

Even if there is shouting outside the inn bedroom’s window, or the ringing of a few gunshots sounding off in the lingering desert air.

Vash breaks the kiss to turn his head, ignoring how Wolfwood sets his aim for his throat.

“Should we go—mmh,” Vash tries to suppress a moan, unsuccessfully, “check that out?”

Wolfwood pauses, lips lingering near Vash’s collarbone. “During the middle of this?”

He has a point.

And to further express said point, Wolfwood slowly rocks his hips along Vash’s thighs.

“You’re right,” and Vash can’t believe he’s saying it with a smile on his face, one that Wolfwood can’t see from this angle, but knows that the man can feel.

The whole room is lighting up, after all.

“It can wait,” Vash decides, and Wolfwood takes him.

One minute of silence passes between them, and then two.

“Okay, I can’t do this,” Wolfwood rolls over to face Vash. “’M not going to be able to sleep unless I know.”

Vash is unable to restrain himself from laughing. “Really? Surely there’s something in your good book about rewarding patience.”

“Always be humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love,” Wolfwood recalls the passage in a low voice. “I think I’ve been pretty gentle lately, all things considered.”

“Oh, absolutely,” Vash agrees, amused. “Not so humble, though. Might need some brushing up on that.”

Wolfwood slides a bit closer to Vash. “Good thing we’ll have some down time for the next couple of months then—I could use some practice.”

“I happen to know an excellent teacher,” Vash says. He feels Wolfwood snake an arm across underneath the blankets, reaching for his shoulder to pull Vash in an embrace.

“If you say Brad, I swear to fucking God—”

Vash’s huff of laughter is the only response Wolfwood gets before a pale hand beckons him closer.

Even in the now-quiet of the room, Vash’s whisper to his ear is perhaps the softest thing Wolfwood has heard in a very long time.

He can’t help his too sudden reply, his own voice on the verge of cracking. “Really?”

Vash nods. “Yes, really.”

And if Wolfwood hid his face in the crook of Vash’s neck, eyes filled with a dampness that threatened to spill over and unable to say anything else except a murmured ‘thank you’—

It was enough.

#trigun #trigun stampede #vash the stampede #nicholas d wolfwood #vashwood #fanfic #fic #texte #my writing #hewwo friends long time no motherfuckin see am i right LOL #man. wow. it has really been a hot minute since i've last wrote something #trigun kinda took over my brain (not complaining tho)#i don't really have many pals who are into the series atm so i'm just yodeling into a void by myself tbh #anyway i posted this to ao3 the other day and figured i should cross post it here too #title is unabashedly from the foo fighters and yes it's in my wv playlist #nobody asked but i'm saying that much #these 2 guys r so fucking!!!!!!! TRAGIC #i just want them to have a family. god bless the plantussy #ok i am going now perhaps i will return? with more fics? we shall see #love & peace 2 u all <3

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mikoriin · 1 year

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maybe this is a controversial opinion but like....some of yall are getting Way too comfortable at the idea of killing another human being just because theyre “problematic”

#like idk it just rly rubs me the wrong way #some people on here see someone with a '''bad'''' opinion or moral stance and are like #well then die :)#like....maybe chill a bit #i know ive personally said elon musk and jeff bezos could die tomorrow and id be like jesus finally #and maybe im being a hypocrite but i feel theres a difference between saying that #capitalist pigs that hold all the worlds money and dont do shit to help fix the world or whatever #and instead spend it on going to space for fun or buying a social media site only to run it to the ground #could honestly die today and id be like yeah we're better off than like #saying a celebrity should die for being problematic or something #i see it with like creators and vas and other random users too #like u guys need to stop being so comfortable being so horrible #and understand that there are so many differing opinions and morals in the world #u are not righteously good because you feel you are the ''least problematic'' because good and bad are not things that are so black and whit #also wishing death upon someone for having a kind of shitty opinion when instead you could be wishing that they eventually become educated #and change their views and morals #thats not rly up the alley of 'good guy' lol #vent tag #sorry all my thoughts are in the tags

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cantofworms · 1 year

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#ok ik all the hot take asks are pre much done and the sparkly say smth nice asks are better but well I’ve been having thoughts all day at #work and want to get them out now so that’s what I’m doing lol #obvs for the past few months i think ppl are vv heavily leaning into the dnf /r and I firmly believe that they aren’t #like yes I enjoy being a multi shipper but I still primarily read dnf fics bc they’re cute dnf writers and artists MWAHH ilysm #but it’s been increasingly annoying how every move dnf make ppl hyper obsess over it and ignore everything else like blog what u want this #is tumblr dot com but I think ppl how only see dnf thro the lens of romantic do much more ‘harm’ than ppl who dont #like the argument about taking validation out of their very REAL amazing friendship just gets over shadowed by omg Dream posted a pic of #geogre they’re in LOVE and sucking and FUCKING every night. like #and then completely disregard when dnf do and say the exact same shit about all their other friends #like dream has explicitly said they aren’t dating (ignore that tho) amd that’s he’s kissed multiple ppl since coming out (ignore that too)#and their friends naturally say that they’re all single (ignore that too) idk man it’s ok they like to pander amd that dream is a toxic #dnfer but it’s all just For Funsies. another thing is ppl CONSTANTLYYYY putting geohres sexuality under a microscope oh he drinks lemonade #from Starbucks he’s soooo gay like dumb shit like that is so irritating #the fact that geogre has never once talked about his sexuality except that one instance where he got a DONO about it proves how much it #just doesn’t matter or apply to the type of content creator he is/wants to be #to be clear if he is or isn’t or dnf every explicitly announce their romantic relationship im gonna be sooooo happy and supportive like aw #dnfogies🫶🏻 but I think there’s a 99.9% chanve that’ll never happen so maybe we should all just care a Little Less and focus on out lgbt #creators if that’s smth u wanna watch/blog about idk maybe I’m just burnt out from the phandom but whyyyyy does is matter what their #sexualities are they play minecraft who cares who CARESSSS idk maybe just having older brothers around dtqk ages has made me realize that #guys will just act homiesexual no matter What #guys are just Like That and tbc I’m not saying that just bc gnf hasn’t made an official coming out doesn’t mean he’s not queer but for the #sake of his contwnt it doesn’t matter either way ? so why are ppl talking about it on the daily idk man it’s just annoying but Oh Well #at the end of the day they’re all famous white guys and nothing matters hurray !!

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skeletaltoad · 11 months

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might b controversial but some of y'all.... have been a little too excited about the idea of a disabled gay character being brutally murdered

#yellowjackets #im NOT coming for anyone i am just saying #u can dislike characters but oh my god #i am seeing SLURS #i hope he outlives all ur faves actually #its not bad to say u hope they kill him or whatever idc #but u guys get TOO excited about the idea sometimes #where's this energy for uhhh Any Of The Other Men #y'all r putting this man at the same level as Creep Cop and frankly it's a lil weird lol #someone has straight up said he should die bc he's useless due to his missing leg.#hide it a little better babes

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steelycunt · 1 year

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I’m not saying that a lot of Regulus fans are only interested in him because they picture him as a Timothee Chalamet insert and wouldn’t give half a fuck about the character if that fancast didn’t exist but… oh wait that is what I’m saying.

yeah i mean. i definitely think there's something in that lol honestly. as ive said before i never really got the interest in regulus i just couldnt care less about the guy he genuinely has zero canon character but. simultaneously i can see how the little that we do know about him makes him an interesting character and i can see why people enjoy the idea of him as a blank slate that you can superimpose nearly any traits you want on to--treating regulus as essentially an oc gives you lots of room for creation. its for these exact reasons that he is of no interest to me personally, and i really don't like the common conceptualisation of him that has emerged from popular headcanon consensus (especially when it involves stripping his character of all agency and half the things that could arguably make him compelling in order to gloss over the fact that he was a death eater) but thats a matter of opinion i suppose. thats a me problem. its just not my cup of tea.

the timothee chalamet thing irritates me for the same reason the ridiculous instagram model/influencer/celebrity fancasts for most characters irritate me, because one of the ONLY things we know about regulus is that he is 'less handsome than sirius'. like ok why not work with that. especially with a character like him where there is virtually nothing to work with. like please explain to me why you refuse to accept that im genuinely curious. why is that the aspect of his character you are so firmly refuting lol.

all in all, if the character is only likeable or interesting or a convincing love interest if you have to pretend they were actually super conventionally attractive, maybe they're just not that likeable or interesting or well-suited to the character you're trying to pair them off with. its a personal thing again i am just not interested in reading/writing about a cast of characters who are all meticulously tailored to conform to beauty standards i do not respect. the minute u try to convince me all your characters are super hot n yassified it all feels less real to me sorry i care less about them. im bored of hot characters i think all fictional characters should be made to look like normal everyday people and i think everyone should be less afraid of so-called ugliness i triple dog dare u

#the 'you' here is just a general vague you btw it is not directed towards any one person and obviously not you anon we're in agreement #and reading it back i fear i may come off a little more aggressive than i intended so psa this is all my opinion like. do what you want #i am not the final word on this issue or any other. i am just a guy no 1 is obligated to listen to me if they dont want to. except about r #anyway remember talking to liv about the whole regulus thing and how. the personality that has been invented for him just seems like #people were bored of r/s they wanted something like r/s but new so they superimposed remus' personality onto him and then added a #few bits of sirius. and this is all me ranting about my opinion mindlessly now but i think #its reflected in those stupid terrible incorrect quote joke posts and how you see one of them where its remus and sirius and then see the #exact same post remade except remus has been changed to regulus and sirius has been changed to james. like yeah because regulus #is just a carbon copy of remus except if he was goth lol. we've done this one before its the same thing #and absolutely regulus can be done well and absolutely i am not a definitive judge of what is 'doing regulus well' just as no one else is #but i think if u want to do regulus well u have to make him less likeable. like he cant be ur soft loveable fav. girl he was a death eater #same as i think the whole barty / evan / regulus / pandora gang is just people refurbing the marauders. same thing different colour #anyway. i feel about regulus the same way i feel about dorcas or mary or marlene. they are not really characters #they dont have any definitive canon traits and i am not really interested in creating ocs. but other people might love that idea!#which is fine!#whew. love it when i get asks about things im scared to talk about of my own accord like i cant get in trouble if you guys asked me first x #anon #telegram #the brothers black #also girls he is a product of generation after generation of inbreeding. the black family should look like the windsors sirius was an #outlier.#oh also sorry i thought i was done but i want to clarify that i am no way saying you cannot be interested in morally grey characters or #find them compelling. instead what i am trying to say is that pretending a morally grey character actually isnt morally grey #in order to justify the fact that you are interested/fond of/compelled by them is boring and a disservice to your fav. hope that makes sens #within what we do know about regulus there are things that make him GOOD but not really anything that makes him likeable. and so much #of popular headcanon seems to be bestowing a ton of likeable traits upon him in order to redeem him despite there being no canon basis 4 it #like. we know regulus was a death eater 'it wasnt his decision he was forced into it!' we know regulus was less handsome than sirius 'no he #wasnt he was also super hot!' do you see what you're doing. you're losing me.

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cerealmonster15 · 6 months

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ummmm. wip wed…… I don’t have actual writing but I did start making a buncha bullet points for more ideas for the kalisil jamiazu fic…. And I have decided one thing lol - since I have masquerade event on the brain… if I get around to writing this fic I’m keeping the timeline vague HOWEVER it would take place sometime after masquerade bc I want that event to be when jamiazu had gotten together in backstory bc they #danced together in the little rythm minigame (and the duo THE DUO ATTACK-)

#idk how I’m gonna bring it up but I’m sure I can Make It Relevant for a second LOL #unrelated to this fic I was haunted by cater/Leona yesterday and #wrote ideas down for a very short fic lol #and it involved ruggie Percieving #and I was like damn it ruggie I’m sorry I keep using you for comedic energy and Catching Couples Next To Each Other #listen ruggie like all twst characters has a lot that could be explored #but I can only explore so many characters… other writers I trust u with him #he fills silly little guy role in my stories #for now #me when I don’t know how to progress a scene: what if ruggie was there.#THERE ARE OTHER CHARACTERS!!!!! idk I just like ruggie he’s fun LOL #but also he’s literally the only character that would make sense in this context for leocay…..#but if I write that I’m gonna have to like. hype myself up to post it LOL #when the idea came into my mind I was like I CANT PUT IT ON TUMBLR IT HAS TO BE STEALTH AO3 #and like. it literally isn’t different from my other fics I’m just easily embarrased LOL #this was about the silverkalim Jamilazul fic. I got distracted.#anyway. struggling on the actual silver/Kalim half of the idea so we’ll see if I ever write LOL #it would take a Lot of planning and I’m not used to that #but also!!! I should let myself be as loose as I want. it’s for fun. it’s to try new thing. playing in the mud. who give a shit !!!!

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whumpshaped · 1 year

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#why is it that as soon as i name a couple characters and write my stupid drabbles that way suddenly no one cares #goddammit #i was so proud of these drabbles i absolutely do not believe that my other stupid drabbles that get hundreds of notes r any better #i was SO excited to share them #bc i thought they were good !!#i thought ppl would like them !!#im so discouraged lol #maybe i should just stick to prompts and keep all my stories in my docs #do i rly have such bad characterisation that as soon as u guys see the ocs have names u just dont wanna read it anymore #..#im just sad dude #irlshaped

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lfcrobbo · 2 years

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will ALSO say it's fascinating to me how much some people care about what other people have to say about their fav drivers. maybe i'm just too old for in-fandom fighting, but do you realize that you can just? ignore these people? and have fun in your own little bubble?

#this is not specific to f1 fandom obviously. every fandom is like this to an extent i just think that in sports fandom it's extra noticeable #bc of the nature of SPORTS #it is just UNFATHOMABLE TO ME why you would spend your time in fandom being angry about what other fans are saying. this is all fake bro #yes i know the drivers are ''real'' but also they're really not. hate to break it to you guys but the people we're blogging about #are nothing but public portrayals of the real people. yes they're real but the version of them that we get to see is just a fraction of that #and THEN the rest of it is us fandomizing them. fictionalizing them in a way #and that goes even when you're ignoring the rpf of it all too. we're creating ideas of these people inside of our head but we don't KNOW #the real them #nd blah blah this is obvious and i'm sure on a superficial level most people are aware of this but i do think it's important to remind #one self about it from time to time #okay this got away from me!!!! in conclusion. touch grass maybe once in a while #there is so much more i could say about this.....#the complexities of online fandom experiences!!!#on one hand. you dont have to expose yourself to hate from people u disagree with.#on the other hand you should try and understand where ''the other side'' is coming from just bc it's good to break out of your echo chamber #okay that is ENOUGH pseudo-sociological talk from me TODAY #will go back to pretending like discourse doesn't exist now #gold star to anyone who read all of this lol🌟 also i am ALWAYS open to discussing things like this!!!#inbox/dms are OPEN all i ask is a) be open and b) please sensor any driver names/etc. in asks so it doesnt show up in any tags lololol #marth.txt

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jrueships · 2 years

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PG and klay? Explain please

they Kiss.

LISTEN nothing Validates a bee more then two men wearing two similar outfits at two different times. Eccentric boat driver who babies his boat meets equally eccentric pilot who babies his plane. They race. They argue. Pg tries landing on Klays ship. Klay kills him. They kiss. It just makes SENSE to me but of COURSE im gonna help shed Light to the ethereals above ! Patron Saint of.. being a patron Saint! SO OBVIOUSLY, i have good reasons to put these two together and it's that they're both . Hot. Obviously. IM KIDDING i have more OK LISTEN just Listen

THEIR WHOLE THING is that it sounds Absurd. Because it DOES. and it IS. And that's why they're GREAT. On the surface they might have their stark differences, but i feel like emotionally they're Very similar and faced some similar things! Even their relationships with others are similar! But also not? It's that kinda foil kinda not comparison that's so unexplainable but interesting. They're both malewives to a girlboss (steph, kawhi). They both got a friend who feels very deeply which can get him in some fights (draymond, pat bev). They're goin different paths marked with similar stones but think they're totally different travelers just cus they see sights. Pg and klay carry the same chill possibly cryptic vibe when they're just having a good time with friends, but when something irks them, they can act a Lil a fool.. ( they both got leo moon disease.) Klay will throw up a shot he shouldn't cause he feels like he needs to be doing more so expectations won't be his downfall, pg will call a buzzerbeater a bad shot cause he's disappointed and disrespected. They're SIMILAR but the holy shit somebody is playin that nursery rhyme but Edgy shit on the speakers rn.. now i know what everyone's complainin about holy shit this song sucks! ANYWAYS they're way more similar than one would think, ESPECIALLY them. Cus they HAVE talked before... you kinda gotta in nba. That's why it's a league of people who have sex with each other. Tumblrinas are just talking on what's happened, what's BEEN happenin!! i mean LOOK AT THIS SHIT! SEX RIGHT BEFORE OUR EY E S !!!

Heads and tails of a coin men interacting. 100 killed 500 critically injured. Why they rubbin their Bodies so hard bro! It's just nervous mannerisms? Why do you, as a Man, have nervous mannerisms when engaging in a battle of Tongue with Another Man ? Hm 🤨? Scientists would like to know 🤔! Pg's little elbow rub, klay musing over his thoughts while smoothing over his hands. The article is about pg and klay discussing their future together and naturally chose a photo of pg asking klay out to prom! It just makes sense! They Kiss! They kissed!!

to be more In Depth, pg was still on the pacers but he was on his last year with his contract. And klay was coming to new discussions of HIS contract. Plus with it being the Olympics aka Tampering Holiday, it was a PERFECT time for pg to STRIKE!!! to ask klay out for A DATE! A date involving Los Angeles lakers unfortunately. But a date nonetheless!!!

Klay turned him down unfortunately. Not for the date though, he went the one day but he didn't want anything serious. Pg is charming, possible boyfriend material, but for like three days max. No way they could survive a Serious relationship. They both think the other is Too negative for something while they're too positive for something. Klay feels like pg is too immature compared to himself who is too mature. He waits until hes at a higher level to respond to criticism. But pg feels like klay is too tied down compared to himself who is too loose. Klays too busy pining for Mr golden boy steph while pg is free to chase whomever without weight. BUT THEY BOTH SHARE THE FACT THAT THEY LIKE HAVING HIGHER PERCEPTIONS OF THEMSELVES COMPARED TO OTHERS! Yeah they might have different THOUGHTS but they have similar thinking Processes. They bond on a problem but because it's a problem, they just refuse to really talk so they wont have to acknowledge it. Ships that have more in common than they think yet refuse to think is just MWAH. So complex so compelling! GOIN OFF pgs Olympic flirtations...

Think injuries. They both had injuries they had to climb back from. Are WORKING to climb back from. Maybe klay visited pg after that awful leg incident. Showed pg he's not some tied down smhuck working all for the efforts of one guy as pg likes to believe he is. And cause of klays actions, pg calls klay when he's rehabbing off HIS injury, which in turn shows klay that pg has more character to him than once thought. IT'S THE WAY they both can Change each other by actually putting effort into helping the other. They're two gears that need to spin in each other's directions in order to get the motor movin, NAMEAN? They got an unlikely relationship where one builds off another, and NO ONE expects it. That's what makes it so GOOD. It's UNEXPECTED unlocked potential! That starts something new! And GOOD! When no one takes anything serious, nothin gets done. But when they really start makin an effort to get connected, shit happens

IN SHORT

Guy who thinks guy is cringe + guy who thinks guy is cringe = Unexpected Romance of a Lifetime

#i just think that 2 people who are actually very similar but refuse to support that makes MWAH !#just so MWAH very MWAH !#they date on n off again so many times but DONT SEE OTHER PEOPLE!!#to the point where theyre just puttin off the inevitably of FATED LOVE!#GOOD LOVE!!!!#n it's not even cus they think the other is too good for em NAW it's OPPOSITE #T H E Y R E too good for THE OTHER #they are BOTH luxuries FEW CAN AFFORD!!!#it's the hilarity of watching two men struggle to get off their high horse so they can finally release that when they stand #theyre LITERALLY on EVEN ground #they help EACH OTHER become better it's mutual bastardity with no toxicity of one Good Person having to fix #n bear all the burden in wait for the other to finally stop being evil or whatever!#theyre just both 2 way more confident than they should be without realizing guys ! who are goin thru it!#but TOGETHER!!!! they just need to be goin thru it TOGETHERRRR!!!#n IM NOT SAYIN pg pullin that 'iM fRoM tHe LoGo WiTh iT' stunt on steph was out of jealousy for klay...#competing for his heart/attention #but the pieces Do be fallin with a neat lil click too NAMEAN NAMEAN?#anyways 🤭 yea! my thoughts!i hope i explained it slightly well enough 4 yall to MAYBE understand but i get it if u dont SRRY LOL #ted asks #pg13 years old #klay #ted drabbles #look at me mane tryna get yall onto rarepairs that dont make sense just typic ted shit!#dont say yall surprised when yall seen what i did with marcus/giannis !!#klay would take pg out to romantic dates fishing on his boat and pg would have the time of his life #klay finally finds someone who doesnt try jumping ship and swimming back to shore!! no more rookie hostages!!!#THEYRE MEANT 2 BE‼️‼️

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keeps-ache · 1 year

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i was introduced to a writing generator today

#just me hi #girl help what is happening #i put in a prompt to see what would happen and it gave me a paragraph on a harvard study about quantum batteries or smth #//it kept misgendering one of my characters #//it overused the word 'unwinding' to the point that it was used every second word #//anyway i was rambling abt it in a wb with a friend while they're gone bc. i talk to myself a Lot more than i thought #and idk man it gives me 4 a.m. writing posted with no proofreading by Anyone vibes lol #which would be Fine but it kept misgendering my guy and also kept overusing the word 'sweet'#which in My Opinion should be used Sparingly #it's a nice word! but a word that when overused starts to sound Eck #//anyway #in other news; i think i can Finally post some art at the end of the week :DD #sure i could be working on something else in another program but also i NEED to finish this piece before i start anything Or Else #or else what? hehe.#i dunno .u.#anyway; toodlies!

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ironmanstan · 2 years

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every day i am put in the vicinity of freaks every day i am tested by god every day i lose my mind a little

#found out there is a FREAK among me and the other contributers to one zine and now i sit and seethe and question whether i stay or not #its charity zine... they make no money from it... the zine is sfw there will be no freak content #however there is a freak in my vicinity maybe we should both kill ourselves so i can stop feeling disgust #can people in fandom be normal lol. lmao. lmao. lmao. i cant vet who joins the zines i join can you guys not be in my vicinity #can i become pat bateman this one time. this one time. pretty please #vent #if u cant figure out what freak means in fandom context then gbless i hope you never see gross people in fandom #the gamer speaks uwu #i underestimated how grossed out and uncomfortable going through their socials and finding this out on accident made me feel lmao #i hope you die i hope we all die etc etc

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isamoa · 4 months

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“ WHAT GETS THEM HARD! ”

jjk men x f!reader ࿐ MDNI.

ᰔ、summary. jjk scenarios on how their dicks get hard ofc

ᰔ、tags. (ft. gojo, geto, toji, choso), nsfw, female anatomy, cunnilingus, exhibitionism, sexting, masturbation, etc.

ᰔ、a/n. these are just my silly depictions. if u dont agree idgaf lol

SATORU GOJO has the dirtiest mind and the highest sex drive. his pants definitely start feeling a little tighter at the sight of you eating a popsicle or something. specifically in public. he would have no shame in it either—casually forming a smirk on his face and dropping a snarky innuendo about the way you’re eating. “can you suck me off like that when we get home?” he’d mumble from across the table, his eyes peeking out from the top of his glasses, a smirk plastered on his lips; wet from the constant licking of his tongue. your eyes widen, a small ‘pop’ sounding from your mouth when you took the frozen sweet out to gasp at the man in front of you. “gojo! are you serious?” you’d yell in a whisper, looking around to see if anyone had heard him. “you’re right,” he’d sigh, standing up from his chair to reveal the very prominent and very obvious bulge in his pants. “we should just do it now.”

SUGURU GETO on the other hand is a polite man. like satoru, he’s a real freak in the sheets—but not as shamelessly. the littlest things can get him hard for sure, but unintentionally seeing your undergarments would really get him going. like an accidental peek at your panties from under your skirt, or a shirt thats a little too see-through showing off the print on your bra. he wouldn’t say anything of course, not right away. you would just be minding your own business one minute and then he’s dragging you towards the bedroom the next. “sugu- what are you-?” you would ask in a confusing tone, craning your head to look at the said man who was now behind you—pushing your stomach up against the countertop; a single hand brought up to grope your breast while the other laid flat against your hip. “your bra is showing.” he’d let you know blankly; an attempt to distract you while his hand slid it’s way into your pants. you would look down in response to his comment, noticing that your bra was in-fact showing like he said. unfortunately for him, you also already noticed the hardon pressed against your back.

TOJI FUSHIGURO gets hard from eating pussy. simple as that. he will get embarrassingly sloppy—juices coating his face and dripping down his chin, loving every second of it while his cock slowly grows harder. emphasis on grows. and if you think for a second that he does it for your pleasure, think again. this man will eat you out purely for his enjoyment only. his eyes are closed and his hands are squeezing at your thighs—legs thrashing uncontrollably from the uncomfortable pressure in his pants that’s about to come undone. “toji- let me help you.” you’d beg with a whimper, dragging your hand from the top of his head down to his cheek when you noticed the constant shuffling of his legs and the crease in his eyebrow. he’d laugh darkly, the breathy snicker creating a hum between your core that made a whine escape from your lips. “im fine mama,” he’ll say cockily, pulling a hand away from your leg to undo his zipper. “ill cum soon, you don’t gotta do ‘nun.”

CHOSO is a needy guy. his face will turn red at a simple flirty text—but send him a slutty pic and he might just cream his pants. fully naked or dressed in lingerie, his favorite or not, he will definitely feel some pressure down below. he might ignore you for a while, uncertain on how he should reply; if he’s even able to. “fuck- couldn’t wait till i got home, could you?” he’d whine quietly, trying his best to keep his voice down from the bathroom of his office job; one hand holding the phone up to his ear while the other rushed to unbuckle his belt. “sorry cho,” you’d apologize from the other line, voice rather faint as you posed for another picture to send him. “when are you coming?” you ask doubtfully just as his phone vibrates with another notification from your contact. “now- im comin’ now baby.” he replies with a huff, phone almost slipping from his ear. “really!?” you try to clarify—much more excited than the first time. “no, i mean im cumming. right now.”

#my goofy ahh side coming out with the choso one #THIS TOOK FOREVER #toji x reader #toji smut #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #gojo x reader #gojo smut #geto x reader #geto smut #choso x reader #choso smut #jjk scenarios #jjk x reader #jjk men x reader #jjk smut #isamoa #jujutsu kaisen smut

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