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doodlboy · 4 months

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wanted to make sure i told you again! it is literally basic fandom etiquette not to use the main tags for vent/anti/hate about a character! people use those tags because they LIKE solomon, not because they want to see some idiot calling him "basically a rapist" for something >>NOT EVEN ASMODEUS<< interpreted that way. fix your fucking tags! go fuck yourself!

Hi there, If your initial reaction to seeing someone talk about negative [yet still canon] things related to your favorite character is to come into that person's ask box and tell them to go fuck themselves, you need to get up, turn of your computer, and go outside for a while.

Whatever post you're mad about was made months ago, using tags that are meant to be used when discussing a character regardless of how much the op likes said character.

Solomon is fine, I don't really care for him, but what I'm most likely referring to in the post you're talking about is the hypocrisy of the obey me fandom when it comes to Solomon's behavior.

When Solomon attempted to give Lucifer a drink that was enchanted to make him want a pact with Solomon, it was fairly well agreed across the fandom that what Solomon did was pretty fucked up and not okay. However, when talking about how Solomon got his pact with Asmodeus by taking advantage of the fact he was heartbroken and drunk to tie him into a forever binding pact against his will, somehow people are making excuses as to why it was necessary and why what Solomon did is fine actually and not a problem at all. This is where my issue with Solomon and his fans lies, with the hypocrisy. I couldn't give 2 shits whether he's your favorite character or not, good for you if he is! But what we're NOT going to do is scream bloody murder when Solomon attempts to do shady shit to Lucifer, but overly demonize Asmodeus, say he deserved it, say his charming power is non consensual regardless of the fact nowhere in canon says he has ever used it to have non consensual sex and has only used it to get himself and his family out of danger, or say that he is a beast that needs to be controlled when we don't talk that way about the other 6 brothers, when Solomon succeeds in taking advantage of his inebriated state to tie them together so he can use Asmodeus' power for his own gain.

And one more thing we aren't going to do; call me an idiot and accuse me of calling your blorbo a rapist when *you* cannot tell the difference between someone saying "a character was taken advantage of while under the influence" and "this character is a rapist." Solomon did not sexually assault anyone, however the framing of that scene is open to interpretation and to my interpretation, it was heavy handed in showing Solomon doing something that is extremely not okay and laughing it off like it was completely fine. Because to him, it IS fine to treat demons like that. There is absolutely nothing wrong with my interpretation of the scene, and I will continue to use characters' main tags when talking about them because the tags are used for discussion.

#sorry 2 my folks following me 4 the really long post #i would have said this all in the tags normally but I'm not abt to be misconstrued about this topic a third time #anon i dont know who you are but honestly if you're getting this pissed off about a post and not just- choosing to ignore it #maybe you need to take a step back and see how shitty and out of pocket the thing you just did was #you essentially came into my house and yelled at me about shit I said when my door was closed in the privacy of my house [in this case blog]#if you didnt like the post just move on! theres literally nothing to be gained from you coming into a stranger's asks and yelling @ them #over a fictional man no less #He's fake! he isn't a real person! so his actions don't actually matter!#what does matter and what speaks volumes is the fact that the fandom can't decide if its okay for Solomon to do shady shit 2 the demon bros #y'all like to pick and choose who its okay for him to be shady 2 and its extremely not ok. got me?#if you lot are gonna be upset abt what he did to Lucifer then you're going to be upser abt what he did to Asmo. period.#elliot rambles #anon asks #thank you for the ask #anon hate #r word #sa mention #tw sa mention #rape mention #obey me

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whatisthatmae · 1 year

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Talking his ear off

Talking his ear off || Avatar: TWOW

↬ Contents..drabble,fem! Omatikaya Reader,fluffy like a pillow,forehead kisses

↬ a/n..I love this trope! Enjoy 💛

Neteyam just had gotten back from his hunting party today. His father let him lead this one for more training to take his place, and to say the least he was exhausted.

All he wanted to do is come home to you and talk about your day, which is always much better than his. In time he grew to love hearing you ramble.

Talking about one thing and then something else happened and that topic excites you even more, so you randomly switched topics without knowing. It was his favorite part of his wholee day. Just sitting in your tent listening to you talk.

It was relaxing for him really and after what had happened today?

He needed to be relaxed so badly.

He walked to your tent in a hurry, not even thanking for taking note to his people congratulating him. Your tent was not far away but it was farther than his family’s tent, so it was a bit of a walk but he finally got there.

You were humming to yourself when you heard your tent flap open. When you turned around you saw your mighty boyfriend Neteyam standing there with an exhausted look on his face.

You gasped while looking at him standing on your feet “What happened Ma Neteyam? Are you alright?” You look over his body checking to see if he was hurt, but turns out he just had a few scratches here and there which is expected.

You quickly sat him down on the floor, you also following suit cuddling up against him trying to get comfortable. Then your breathe in his scent. He always smelled like fresh pine and rain. It calmed your nerves deeply.

“I am fine my love..please,tell me how was your day?” He has a genuine smile on his face when he says it too. He loves hearing about the adventures you’ve had while he was away. It makes him relieved that you were safe and enjoying yourself.

“Ah, well Me and Kiri…” you told him about your whole day, about how you helped Mo’at & Kiri doing Tsahik work and healing others, how you took Tuk exploring in the forest(safely), and how you yourself caught something today. Trying to provide for your people too.

You got so caught up in talking you noticed how you didn’t even let Neteyam talk about his day. You gasped “I’m sorry Ma Neteyam! I got so caught up in my day I didn’t even ask about yours! Please for give me.” You felt bad that you were talking so much.

Sometimes people get annoyed with you for talking so much about yourself, you don’t mean any harm. You just get so caught up in what you were saying. Sometimes you feared Neteyam would do the same but surprisingly,he has not.

“It is alright love, I promise.” He chuckled at you, he thought that he had been obvious that he liked hearing you talk. You have an eyebrow raised at him in confusion.

His laughter died down soon though once he noticed it.

“I love hearing you talking about your adventures love. It warms my heart just thinking about it.” You smiled brightly at him after he said that. He wasn’t bothered by you talking so much at all. It makes you fall in love with him even more than you already have.

“But please Neteyam,” you giggled at him in joy “please tell me about your hunt. Was it a big animal you caught?” “Hmm, you know how Lo’ak is.. always getting into trouble, somehow.” He told you all about his hunt, to but he kept it short to hear more about you since you cut yourself off.

You giggled when he mentions Lo’ak or one of the soldiers missing an arrow. It was also fun for you hearing about his day since you spend so much of it away from each other.

“Enough about me love. Please, tell me more about your day? It seems much more interesting.” You hum in content and continuing on, enjoying your time together.

#↫ мαє’ѕ νιѕυαℓ ∂ιαяу ↬ ™#avatar #avatar the way of water #avatar imagine #neteyam imagine #avatar way of water #omatikaya #neteyam #neteyam x reader #avatar 2009 #avatar headcanons #x reader #explore #neteyam sully

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btscontentenjoyer · 1 year

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Hii!! Just wanted to ask who your favorite authors are for recs?🥰

Hellooo💕💕 Thank you for giving me the opportunity to gush about my favourite authors because I am literally always looking for a reason to do just that. That being said, it was so hard to narrow down this list to a somewhat reasonable degree and I still feel like I probably missed some people, there are just so many talented lovely humans here, so I apologise if I did! I also know that people usually just tag the authors but I'm me, so I also had to ramble.

So first off, the reason that I even made this blog was because I wanted to praise @kithtaehyung 's work, so I have to say Ryen, her stories mean so much to me. I also love @gimmethatagustd 's like entire masterlist and am so excited about all of Jai's wips. @kpopfanfictrash and @ahundredtimesover 's stories have a way of sticking in my head and refusing to leave. @here2bbtstrash is the master of smut and characterisation and I won't ever stop saying it. If you want the perfect blend of fluff and smut, head on over to @here4btsfics. On the other hand, if you want some good ass angst and poetic writing, @taegularities is your girl. @chryblossomjjk and @jjungxkook 's portrayals of Jungkook have permanently altered my brain chemistry. And last but not least, if you want to feel like you're reading poetry under a warm blanket, check out @onlyswan!

There are also so many authors that I feel like could be favourites once I read more from them, but that's a different topic. This was so overindulgent, I'm sorry, but I hope you check out some of these talented people and end up loving them just as much <3

#thank you again for asking!#asks <3

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miracles-and-butterflies · 5 months

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How exactly Mirabel reacted to Luisa's snapping? And did Parce find Tío Bruno? Does Dolores listen to what's going on right now?

All will be revealed presently.

Warning, potentially sensitive topics below.

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Mirabel flinched, looking away.

Luisa quickly realised her mistake.

“Mirabel, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean… I’m not mad at you, hermanita.” She tried to ignore the yellow tags scratching against her chest and arm as Mirabel moved her head - they must be scratching Mirabel’s neck raw on the other side. It’s so rough and jagged.

She turns on the spot, trying to think of where their mother might be and catches Isabela just watching in the doorway.

“What the fuck do you want?” She growled.

“That’s why you…” said Isabela, quietly.

Luisa was fully ready to smack her older sister aside too, but Isabela was already walking over.

“Hold still, sis,” Isabela instructed, reaching for the deer tags, one at a time. “I’m gonna try get these things off, okay?”

Mirabel sucked in a breath, closing her eyes and curling further inwards to Luisa. But, she seemingly gave Isabela permission to get close. Isabela removed each of the tags easily enough, tossing them to the bloody puddle on the ground.

Luisa didn’t know how to react.

“Walk, Luisa.” Isabela snapped, swatting her shoulder when she didn’t move. “We don’t have time. Walk.”

Luisa huffed and started walking.

Isabela trailed along beside her, equal paced, trying to keep focus on Mirabel, who was just a bloody bundle of nerves and lightheadedness.

“Glasses,” Isabela prompted next. “Where are your glasses?”

Mirabel hesitantly opened her eyes again. “I don’t know…”

“That’s okay. Don’t worry about it. Um… just keep talking. Tell us about something.”

“Something?”

“Anything. Just keep talking until we find Mama. We don’t want you passing out. So talk. Whatever you want. The French Revolution or something.”

Mirabel took a breath, wincing through the pain, but not even that could stop her from giving a historical lectures.

“In 1789, the people of France—”

Luisa nudged Isabela with her elbow.

Isabela raised an eyebrow, briefly glancing over, but tried to keep as much of her focus on Mirabel as possible.

She clearly expected Luisa to push her away.

“I, um… thank you.” Luisa muttered. “I wouldn’t have thought to do that.”

“You’re welcome, mi hermanita.”

“Okay, that’s too far.”

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Dolores had raided the medical cupboard that Julieta kept in case of emergencies, dumping the supplies beside her brother.

Camilo shifted himself back against the wall, mumbling some gratitude but nevertheless remained quiet and let Dolores do whatever she needed to.

He had no understanding of this stuff. And he trusted his sister.

Who didn’t?

Older sisters can be so protective.

If there’s anything Camilo has learnt in the last five minutes, it’s that.

“What happened?” Dolores asked, gently.

He shrugged, groaning in pain. “I don’t know. Luisa just came in from nowhere.”

“What happened?” Dolores asked again. This time it wasn’t as gentle. Almost flat and cold and even disbelieving as she said the words.

Camilo wasn’t stupid enough to realise Dolores would eventually hear something.

“It was just a prank that Mirabel has worked herself up about. You know how sensitive she is. And all her overthinking. It was just a joke!”

Dolores sighed, “And we all know Luisa can be overbearing.”

That’s when the sound of claws against tiles were heard and Parce skidded into the room with Antonio on his back, several rats following along behind (some clinging to Parce and Antonio), just as Bruno stumbled in.

Bruno ran a hand through his hair. “Holy shit.”

“Camilo! Camilo, are you okay? Are you sore? Should I send Parce to get Tía Julieta?” Antonio rambled, worriedly.

Bruno ran a hand down his face. “Holy shit.”

“Yes, please. Thank you, Antonio.” Dolores answered. “Why don’t you go with him?”

Antonio didn’t need telling twice. He carefully directed the rats to stay and help Bruno (alongside Dolores with Camilo), while he and Parce quickly left in search of the healer.

“What happened?”

“Luisa. Overprotective, again.”

“When?”

“Just a few minutes ago.”

“Is she done?”

“Isabela managed to get her to stop.”

“Where is she now?”

“Outside, somewhere.” Dolores clicked her tongue in frustration. “Are you going to help or are you going to keep distracting me, Tío? Because right now I would be more grateful for the former.”

Bruno shook himself, sitting down. “Yes, yeah, yep, of course.” He offered a sad smile to Camilo. “You look to be in a rough shape, sobrino.”

“That’s Luisa for you,” Camilo wheezed as Dolores pressed a cloth against his nose.

“Don’t worry, I’ll have words…” on second thought that idea didn’t sound great. “With Julieta and Agustín,” Bruno amended. “They’ll sort her out. Stop things like this happening again.”

#encanto #ask me anything #my writing #luisa madrigal #isabela madrigal #mirabel madrigal #dolores madrigal #camilo madrigal #antonio madrigal #bruno madrigal #julieta madrigal #agustín madrigal #encanto karma au

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starry-nights-garden · 9 months

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Golden Child Reaction ✧ Making them blush

✧ Golden Child all members x gn!reader ✧ genre: fluff, reaction, established relationship AU ✧ warnings: none

Daeyeol:

it’s a normal evening when you’re going out on a normal date with your boyfriend Daeyeol

really, nothing is unusual about the occasion at all - you’re looking forward to seeing him and to spend the next few hours with him, just like you usually would

since you’re going out for dinner, you pick out a nice outfit, paying attention to detail, but otherwise you get dressed without any second thought

when he finally rings your doorbell to pick you up and you let him in however, he seems flustered

he can’t take his eyes off of you, and there’s a rosy blush dusted onto his cheeks before he can finally make himself speak in order to say hi to you

“Wow, I just… you look amazing."

he causes you to get flustered too with his reaction, and after giving you a peck on the lips, he’s right back at staring at you

keeps telling you how beautiful you are to him throughout the evening and finds himself blushing at you time and time again

he’s had a long day, so when he finally comes home late at night you immediately notice how out of energy he is

he won’t forget about saying hello to you and giving you a kiss as he always does when coming home, but after that he quickly disappears in the bathroom to wash up, wanting nothing but to sleep asap

you find yourself feeling sorry for him, as it’s rare to see him so out of energy

so when he comes out of the bathroom about ten minutes later with his hair still wet, you take him by the hand and make him sit down somewhere

"Babe, I need to dry my hair…” - he tries to protest, but you can tell he’d rather just fall asleep right then and there

so you bring the blow dryer from the bathroom, telling him that you’ll do it for him, and without leaving him a choice to refuse, you get to work

he’s taken by surprise by the nice gesture, and having you running your fingers through his hair while drying it for him feels heavenly to him

warmth spreading in his chest, he eventually finds himself blushing, and when you’re done he doesn’t hesitate to pull you into his lap to thank you and to share a few sleepy kisses with you

Jangjun:

he’s supposed to attend a friend’s wedding and asked you to help him pick out a suit to wear

and it wouldn’t be Jangjun if he didn’t thoroughly check himself out in the mirror after every outfit change :’)

“I look really good in this.” - shamelessly compliments himself and then turns around to let you have a proper look too

and you would’ve cringed at his attitude or made fun of him for it, if it wasn’t for the fact that you find yourself agreeing

he’s wearing a classic black suit, and you can’t help but think he looks even more handsome than usually right now

and the expression on your face as you marvel at his looks alone is enough to make him uneasy, but when you actually compliment him he immediately denies it, his ears taking on a deep shade of red

“Ah, what are you saying! I’m not that handsome… I didn’t mean that earlier, you know that!"

very awkward and flustered about your reaction to the point he eventually just pulls you in for a kiss so at least you won’t look at the state he’s in for a few moments :’)

Tag:

you’re hanging out together in your room, when once again his mind latches onto a topic he just can’t shut up about

excitedly rambles on and on as you listen to him talking about his seemingly never ending train of thought

you think it’s cute how he gets so carried away, and you find yourself listening to him intently, even though you’re not entirely sure if you understand all that he’s telling you about

that’s until eventually he stops himself and apologizes, forcing himself to wrap up

you tell him it’s okay, you like listening to him talk, and also you find it very cute

that’s when he’s suddenly speechless, a deep blush creeping onto his face

"I-I’m not cute!!” - stutters repeatedly as he complains about you calling him cute

really, he’s just so flustered by your words that he doesn’t know how to deal with his feelings

“What are you saying? I’m not cute - you’re cute!!”

this somehow turns into a fight over who’s cuter, until eventually you both notice how stupid the argument you’re having is, and you simply burst out laughing

Seungmin:

you’re spending a lazy afternoon together, cuddled up on the couch with a movie you’ve both been wanting to watch for a while

however, it turns out less fun than you imagined it to be, so as you find yourself getting bored, you decide to turn your attention to your boyfriend

you place a peck into his neck, causing him to pull up his shoulder and to move away from you because of the ticklish feeling

his reaction amuses you, so you continue scattering little pecks in his neck that eventually turn into lingering kisses

“W-what are you doing?” he eventually asks, stumbling over his own words

when you look up to shoot him a mischievous grin, you discover the light blush that has appeared on his face

and now you’re suddenly feeling shy too, because you don’t see your boyfriend blushing often in the first place

so eventually you just wrap your arms around him and go back to cuddling with him, as both of you are trying to calm down your fast beating hearts

Jaehyun:

you’ve been having a few stressful days lately, so when one day you come home and you find that your boyfriend must’ve cleaned your apartment for you, you feel thankful

it’s not that you couldn’t have done it on your own, but you feel relieved that you won’t have to worry about this for a few days now

you find him relaxing on the couch with his phone in his hands, and he looks up as soon as he notices you

you thank him for helping you out, your hand finding its way to the top of his head to gently ruffle his hair in a gesture of affection

“I hope I did everything right,” he says as you sit down next to your boyfriend and snuggle up to him

and now you notice the way he’s blushing at your earlier action

teasing him about it, you pat his head again, watching his blush deepen in amusement, while all he can do is whine at you and then eventually surrender to your touch

Jibeom:

originally he was trying to fluster you

but you know your boyfriend well enough by now, and it’s not the first time he attempts something like this

he sneaks up to you from behind, planning to surprise you with a few kisses scattered in your neck

however, as you can hear his footsteps approaching you, you decide to turn the situation around on him

so you quickly spin around on your heels as he’s almost there

he raises his eyebrows in surprise, about to sigh in disappointment because his plan failed

that’s when you press a sudden kiss onto his lips, and when you pull away you can see a slight blush dusted onto his cheeks

“Ah, what is this…” - Jibeom takes a step back, raising his hand to his face in a sorry attempt to hide his blush

looking at anything but you, he tries to calm his racing heart, but in the end he has to admit that it’s no use

will eventually just give up, and when you kiss him again, you can feel his lips readily melting against yours

Donghyun:

it’s your one month anniversary when you decide that you want to do something romantic for your boyfriend

you feel like so far he’s been taking care of you more than you were able to return the favour - always making sure you feel comfortable and safe with small gestures

so you feel it’s about time you properly showed him your gratitude - and what better way than to do it traditionally, with a bouquet of flowers?

so when he invites you over for dinner to celebrate the occasion, you pick out flowers you think he’ll like, and when you show up at his door with the bouquet hidden behind your back all secretively, he quickly catches onto the fact that you planned something

however, as soon as you hold the flowers out to him, his expression changes to genuine surprise

it takes him a while to register that you went out of your way to get him such pretty flowers, and as a broad smile appears on his lips he can’t help but blush

“Thank you… ah, I didn’t expect this…” - he’s not sure how to express just how happy the gesture makes him, so eventually he simply pulls you into a tight, warm hug

Joochan:

you take him completely by surprise when you suddenly burst into the room as he’s just trying to watch tv at the end of the day to unwind

he was spacing out while staring at the screen, so you startle him pretty badly, but you don’t let that bother you

instead, you burst out in a song from a musical he recently starred in

you had been joking about how you wanted to learn that specific song, and though you’re far from singing it as well as he does, you still wanted to show him your progress

and now that it’s dawning on Joochan what’s happening, he bursts out laughing

seeing him like this, you can’t keep it together for long, eventually just laughing along with him instead of singing

he gets up to take you by the hand, taking the lead as you finish the song together

and only now do you realize there’s a blush on his cheeks as he excitedly smiles at you

pats your head and praises you for learning the song all on your own

and then he’ll start singing the next song, making you dance along to the tune, turning this evening into an unplanned late night karaoke-session to have fun with you

Bomin:

this guy is somehow always on top of any situation, so in order for you to even get a chance at making him blush you need him to have his guard down first

admittedly it’s usually him who flusters you - so at some point you decide it’s time for you to turn the tables around!!

that’s why you make a plan

when one day he comes home from work late and exhausted, you take your chance and you approach him while boldly flirting with him

and well, he’s not exactly blushing now, but he sure is flustered, not knowing what to do with this new situation

lets you approach him and eventually the tiredness has him melting against you in a long, slow kiss

and when you pull away for air for a second, you almost grin to yourself as you notice that the tips of his ears have turned red

however, a moment later you feel his lips on yours again

needless to say, your plan is soon to be forgotten as you continue sharing sweet kisses

#golcha reactions #golden child reactions #golcha x reader #golcha fluff #golcha scenarios #golcha imagines #golden child imagines #golden child scenarios #golden child fluff #golden child x reader #reaction #fluff

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poubelle-squelette · 9 months

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hey, i know you haven't updated The Party Incident in a while, but i was wondering if you were still open to fan art of it? i had just recently binge-read it (and admittedly i am new to tumblr and creating fan art for amazing pieces of art that is fanfictions), but i was unsure if you had completely abandoned the fandom thus why im asking if i can still draw for the phenomenal fic that is TPIaOEA. Your fic was one of the first fics i read after really getting into the undertale fandom, and its been amazing...ive cried more times for squish than i would like to admit, but the way you write is just so passionate and it really made me heart clench for the two. anyway, im rambling this has gotten so off topic im so sorry...ok bye

Hi! Thanks so much for the message <3 that's super sweet of you.

YES! YES YES i would LOVE art if you create any! just tag me in the post or send it through the ask box, that's so kind of you to even offer.

and i'm so glad you liked the fic <3 it really warms my heart getting messages like these <333

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defilerwyrm · 7 months

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I went back through your asks tag a bit and didn't see anything about this--very sorry if you've answered it before!

I'm less than a year on t, and it's been helping a ton so far; my mental health has improved drastically since changes started happening. But I'm also nervous because originally my plan was to just go on until I got some of the permanent changes, like the voice drop, and then go back off to avoid too much lower atrophy, but after seeing the improvement in my quality of life I'm realizing that going off t is probably a bad idea for me. The idea of any of the less-permanent changes reverting makes me feel sick

I'm not sure how long you've been on t but it seems like it's been a while, and I know you've gotten bottom surgery which changes things, but I was wondering what your experience was with atrophy in general? My doc mentioned that they're happy to give me estrogen cream if needed, but I've heard mixed things on how well it works. I've already noticed some stuff like (sorry, tmi) I can't piss as forcefully anymore. I've done some research but most of the people I've seen talking about it are pretty early transition (or... less than 5 years at least?), and I'm more worried about the long term

I'm not against the idea of getting bottom surgeries and a hysto to prevent atrophy cramps, I *am* dysphoric about my natal junk, but I'm already gonna be in deep financial shit trying to afford top surgery which is a lot more urgent to me, so realistically it's not gonna happen

idk, any advice? Sorry for the rambling

Also I didn't realize you were the one who wrote love songs for monsters - that shit changed me when I read it all those years ago. Thanks for doing what you do

I typed up an answer to this, tagged it, clicked the post button, and my wifi shat the bed. When I was finally able to reconnect, Tumblr refreshed and I lost everything. T___T

Sorry this took so long to reply to! Using a cut for my own TMI

I lucked out and didn’t really have any appreciable amount of atrophy. It made my groin less of a horrid swamp disaster zone, but I still wouldn’t have called it “dry.”

I do have a bit of keloiding in my urethra so whereas I used to be able to empty a full bladder in 12 seconds flat, now it’s about a minute and a half. Not painful, at least.

Estrogen cream is a topical hormone, not a systemic one, so it shouldn’t interfere much at all with your HRT. I think it’s worth a try if your atrophy is bothering you.

But yeah, if you end up getting phalloplasty (or metoidioplasty) with urethral lengthening, that’s done alongside a vaginectomy, at which point the whole atrophy problem ceases to be an issue.

Also thank you!! I have an abiding affection for those little stories and it’s always so pleasing to hear that someone enjoyed them. :D

#hrt #trans men #trans matters #replies to things #queerdom

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s0r3nverse · 3 months

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welcome, welcome.

i go by Soren, i'm a minor, disabled, and i have been writing for well over 6 years, the majority being high fantasy related. as such, i've made an entire world by the name Unfao, and this account is... kind of just here so i can gush about my ocs without bothering my friends 24/7! feel free to stick around if you find my sillies interesting! and please ask questions about them plsplsplsplsplsplspls, i really wanna talk to people and meet people on here, so please feel free to interact! i'll be using gacha life 2 to be showing off my designs, since i can't draw for the life of me. i've been told i have a really distinct and recognizable style sooo... look forward to that ig? idk lol

! WARNING / DISCLAIMER !

this blog may contain a number of heavy topics, many of which may be triggering to some users. i'm unsure if i'll ever go in depth on these, or even mention them at all (i'm more likely to ramble about silly shenanigans than anything) but i'd rather be safe than sorry. some of the topics that may be talked about include, but aren't limited to...

* abuse (manipulation/gaslighting, sexual abuse, child abuse, physical/mental abuse, peer pressure, etc...) * violent transphobia / homophobia ( !! i am not transphobic/homophobic! i'm both trans/bi, but many of my ocs have been through it (theyre all queer lol), which is why i'm placing the disclaimer here. don't twist my words !!) * suicidal tendencies + self harm * murder. lots of that. and crime in general. * religious themes/trauma * loss of loved ones * body horror (maybe. tagging this just to be safe.) * overall, all my ocs are questionable morally grey characters. there are no heroes or villains here.

NONE of these topics will be romanticized or mocked. if you romanticize or mocking any of the topics, get the fuck out. also, all topics will be appropriately tagged and will have content warnings. (also note; if i ever mis-portray anything, TELL ME. i use these characters to cope, but that doesn't mean i know everything. i'm willing to, and i want to learn. i don't bite.)

now that's over, and if you still wanna stick around... cool! i welcome you with open arms. just make sure you don't fall under this dni category, and you're good.

DNI if...

your acc is 18+/NSFW. i have nothing against you, you do you, but i'm a minor so... yeah.

adding onto this, if you ever plan to sexualize my ocs. just, like, don't. keep that to urself. those are my children. ty.

if ur gonna make fun of me for using gacha/any of my interests. lol i dont care if its cringe, im cringe and im free

if ur gonna make fun of my ocs/what inspired them/their designs, etc.

overall if ur a creep just like stay away from me, thanks!

WHEW. that was a lot... if you're still here, and you're gonna stay, then... awesome! im glad to have you here. hope you enjoy my inconsistent rambling of my ocs, because i'm either gonna post a lot, or very rarely... hopefully the former!

k imma go do.... stuff. see ya! (hopefully)

(all images are taken from soramafuurasaka's music video, 人狼ゲーム.)

#writers on tumblr #ocs #my ocs #original characters #pinned post #blog intro #sorry about all the text and content warnings #i just wanna be 100% safe #elaborating a little more tho #ALL of the heavy topics i mentioned #they'll all be properly tagged #so if you mute those tags #you should be safe #but still dont force urself #please send asks btw #i love asks #im so autistic about my ocs ill take every opportunity to gush about them

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idontevenknowatthospoint · 10 months

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so i’m about to go on a huge ramble about what i’ve learned about tumblr in the 3-4 years i’ve been on it

so i’m a fairly new tumblr user (joined in 2019) and from what i can tell it’s a very “tough love” kinda site which i’m learning more and more from the mass migrations in which i mean that it’s completely up to the user to curate their experiences on the site if you don’t like a particular topic it’s up to you to block

speaking of learning from the migrations i have learned most tumblr etiquette from people explaining to the refugees the “do’s” and “don’t’s” of the website

i mean i join in my freshman year of high school (14/15 years old for non americans) i just started watching supernatural and joining fandom spaces for the first time and i joined ao3 around the same time and had no idea how to use or navigate either of these sites but they are fairly intuitive and i figured out the mechanics pretty quickly. the only thing that i wasn’t really sure if was the etiquette because i wasn’t talked about much until the huge influx of new people coming from sites with largely different rules and manners and i’ve been trying to take metaphorical notes

from what i’ve gathered there’s just a fundamental difference in how the people coming from say tiktok are expecting tumblr to work and how tumblr users actually function on the website because they are so different. while yes tumblr gives the option of a “for you” page no one uses it so it is up to the individual blogger to choose what blogs do and don’t show up on their dashboard which is why properly tagged posts are so important here but on a site like tiktok which completely relies on an algorithm and you really don’t know what it’ll give you i can also understand the need to censor tags in case someone who make be shown a video who did not want to see a video with that content happens upon it

i don’t even really have a point to this post and i do t even know if it’s comprehensible i’m really just making observations as i come up with them as i’m lying in bed at midnight

like i said i’ve been on tumblr on and off for around 3.5 years so i really am still a baby on this site and i’ve tried to ask questions about the etiquette on this site (before bloggers were making psas for twitter and reddit refugees) and didn’t really get any anything but i’m finally getting answers to the questions i’ve had (like when to respond to a post in the text of a reblog or the tags or the comments)

idk just thinking about these things makes me introspective about my experience on tumblr because i started as a little teenager just barely entering tumblr and general fandom spaces not really knowing anything about how it all worked and now i’m a newly minted adult in more fandoms than i can count of my hands (i know not very impressive for those who have been on this site since it’s prime) finally actually kindof knowing how to use it and it just makes me smile

sorry for the long rambly post but if any of y’all actually make it this far thanks for hangin out and reblog with a smiley face

#tumblr #twitter refugees #reddit refugees #tag censoring #tiktok #tiktok refugees??#baby tumblr user #tumblr ettiquette #observations #introspection #:)

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youve-been-etho-d · 2 years

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>Listen to my jabbering about the resource gathering 🎶<

☆Pinned~•°.`•*

Hello hello! And welcome to my blog ☆

>Some basic info:

-My name is Etho! I am a fictive of Ethoslab from both hermitcraft and double life :] (along with technically 3l/ll and friday night stabby)

-I don't go by anything else nor do I intend to, other than a couple nicknames from others like "Eefers" but that's it, no secondary names cause my name is my name.

-I'm from the Pyxis System

-I do not know how active I'll be overall or how much I'll use this, but I will just be rambling when I feel like it

-My profile picture is by @/opera25

-If I do reblog content and maybe say fictive things and you as the original poster aren't comfortable with that you can ask me to remove the tags/delete my reblog or block me and I'll be alright with that

-I'll use tone tags when I feel they're necessary, I don't need them back too badly but just basic ones when actually necessary I would like ("actually necessary" can be up to you to decide what that means, basically if your tone could at all be mistaken or unclear or you might not be sure I'll get your tone correct then throw an indicator on there). If you're not sure what a tone indicator stands for, feel free to ask. The only one I've made up is /nc which is for negative things stated nonchalantly (different than /nm or not being upset, just. Yknow. Nonchalantly stated.)

-My general/estimated energy level/"percentage" is stated in my description, 0-49% is generally bad, 50-70% is neutral but might be leaning bad in the lower numbers, 79-100% is generally good or a better neutral, I'll also try to 1-2 word describe where it's at, IWC = interact with caution/care, IWMC = interact with mild caution/care, IWEC = interact with extra caution/care, if I just don't want anyone interacting with me at any time I will just write DNI or DNIUC (do not interact unless close, which means our designated exceptions to everything and they know who they are)

>Tag stuff:

-Basic/txt tag: you've been txt.tho'd, yes, I could just do a simple one but I want a silly one. If I feel like it needs to be serious then I'll just use "etho.txt".

-Tw/cw tag format: // topic

-Additionally I'll sign off asks with "-♟"

>DNI/Do not follow:

-Basic criteria like terfs, pedos, 18+ blogs, anti-LGBTQ+, hopefully you know the drill by now

-Transabled/transage/transrace/etc. label users or supporters

-Endos/non-traumagenics and supporters, neutral is fine if you don't actively interact with endos or supporters

-Users/supporters of the terms traumascum, sysmed, and/or narcissistic abuse

-Perpetuators of cluster b disorder stereotypes/stigmas such as BPD or NPD

-Anti-system/kin/irl of course

-Anti-hermitship/trafficship, neutral is fine, but I do ask that if you are outright anti you don't interact with me please and thank you (even if you politely dislike it, sorry but it just makes me uncomfortable because of my own memories and relationships)

-Other criteria can be found on our carrd and if I don't want you following me I'll just block you anyways

>Etc.:

-Resource Gathering link just because

-Hermitgang link just because

-A few userboxes that we made:

>Awww yeah!<

#you've been txt.tho'd #pinned #info #Thank you Hels sweetheart for helping me with this :]

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minty-malfoy · 3 years

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“would you still love me if I turned into a worm?” | blurbs

🌱 pairings: reader x blaise zabini, cedric diggory, draco malfoy, fred weasley, george weasley, harry potter, hermione granger, luna lovegood, neville longbottom (sorted in alphabetical order)

🌱 warning tags: language, probably

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Blaise Zabini

“A what, now?” your boyfriend asks, halting the movements of his quill to look up at you; brows furrowed as if it’s the most absurd thing he has ever heard in his entire life.

“You know, those wiggly things that—”

“I know what worms are, (y/n). But what the hell?”

“Dunno,” you shrug. “I’m bored.”

“So you thought about what it’d be like to turn into a worm?” his eyes narrow out of pure bewilderment, blinking once, twice, as he finally turns back to his unfinished essay. “Sometimes I wonder what goes on in that head of yours.”

“Not my fault you’re taking so long with that assignment,” you grumble as you begin to shift on the puffy couch, feeling somewhat annoyed by how cold and empty it is without the other boy in it. “And besides, you love me.”

An amused chuckle escapes his lips. “Can’t say that I don’t.”

“Even as a worm?”

“Will you stop asking if I said yes?”

You nod happily, giving him the answer he needs— or well, wants, really. Even though Blaise couldn’t quite understand the pointless question, he knows it’s significant to an extent.

“Yeah, alright. I would. Now give me five minutes and we can get out of here. Deal?”

A glint of satisfaction flashes through your eyes as you give him a hum in return, thinking to yourself that maybe the silly questions could be more useful than you thought.

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Cedric Diggory

The moment the words leave your mouth, Cedric's first reaction is to laugh. He didn't mean for it to come out in a condescending way. He hadn't even meant to laugh, to begin with. But judging by the way you pout with both arms crossed, that might just have been how it came accross.

"I'm sorry," he offers sheepishly. "you were saying?"

"You heard me. I said what I've said," you grumble, despite not being genuinely upset at the hufflepuff boy you've grown to love.

"Wait, I need to get this straight," he takes another breath of air. "You're serious?"

"What do you think?" you pout once again, turning away slightly from your boyfriend. This only seems to ignite his amusement as much as it does his guilt. A second or two later, his arm finds its way around your shoulder, the other brushing a few strands of hair behind your ear.

"You really haven't figured it out yet?" he asks with a genuine grin on his face. You begin to eye him curiously, appreciating the charm of his pearly white teeth as you wait for the boy to go on. Soon, he pulls you into his lap where his arms craddle you lovingly.

"Sunshine," he begins. "I'm surprised you still have to ask. But if that's one way of putting my love for you, then yes. You'd be my favorite worm in the entire world."

"Promise?" you present your pinkie finger as a final means to seal the deal.

With one last chuckle, he wraps his fingers around yours. "Promise."

Everything that happens next is a flurry of innocent pecks and kisses planted along your skin, coupled with the security of two warm arms holding you in place.

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Draco Malfoy

"And what exactly do you expect me to say to that?" comes his first response after a long moment of trying to figure out just how in Merlin's name your mind came up with that question.

You, on the other hand, can't help but giggle at the slytherin boy's confusion. "Whatever's on your mind right now will do."

"Well, to be honest with you, I can't quite stomach the idea of my own girlfriend turning into a bloody worm." he nearly spits the words out, softening his edge only when your eyes meet once again. "If you were expecting a different answer, I suggest moving on to the next bloke."

Draco wasn't lying about that first bit. Worms have always been an insignificant, unseen creature in his world; wiggling in the muckiest of places where they could easily be stepped on. Hence, he doesn't like to imagine you—someone so perfectly ethereal and quintessential in every single way; the only source of light shining into his pathetic excuse of a life—to be compared to a dirty worm, of all things.

"That doesn't mean I don't love you, though," he adds in a bit of a guilty tone; voice much, much softer this time. He brings your hand to his lips, dropping a few kisses on its skin. "I just much prefer having you as you already are."

You snuggle deeper into him, indicating that you already know exactly what he means.

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Fred Weasley

“A worm!” Fred exclaims, nearly forgetting the food on his plate altogether. "What a brilliant idea!"

A few seats away, you can already see Ginny clamping her mouth shut as to not burst into fireworks of laughter. You mirror her gesture, eyes now on Fred once again, watching him announce this idea of yours to your entire group of friends.

Ron, who's not that thrilled to see his brother's public displays of affection, lets out a groan. "Wouldn't have asked him that if I were you."

"You think so?" comes your reply. "He seems to be having a lot of fun with this." you both glance at Fred, who is indeed already coming up with some sort of thrilling plot.

"Did you hear that, George?"

"Sure did, Fred."

"I reckon we could come up with a potion for that," he muses, turning back to look at you. "Give me a week or two and we can start living out that worm dream of yours, love."

"Wait, Freddie, you're getting it all wrong," you begin explaining, tugging on the boy's sleeve slightly to keep his attention on you, "It was just a silly little question. I don't actually plan on turning into a worm or anything like that."

At this point, you half expect his enthusiasm to die down from the grounding effect of your words. In reality, it doesn't.

"S'that so?" he replies, earning a nod from you. "Looks like you're missing the bigger picture to me, (y/n). Isn't that right, George?"

"Right you are, Fred." the said boy affirms. "Sorry, (y/n). I'm with him on this one."

With a sigh, you turn back to Ron, who's busily stuffing his mouth with a look on his face that says I told you so. You shake your head with a small smile at your boyfriend's shenanigans. You're not sure how you can both dread and anticipate the day of his worm adventures.

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George Weasley

"That's a new one," he asserts with an amused laugh. The boy rests his head against one of his palms, feeling instantly intrigued by your proposition. "Now tell me more about this worm business of yours."

"That's about it, actually." you admit sadly.

George frowns at this, wishing he could hear more worm stories and whatnot. Mostly he's just happy to see the way you talk about things passionately. Makes him feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside in a way he can't ever get enough of.

"That's quite alright. I'll do the talking, then." he offers, rubbing his chin to think of what to say next. You light up in your seat, eyes wide in anticipation. Now it's your turn to eagerly wait for his response once again.

"I've got an idea. We could run off and start a new life— as worms!" he beams all of a sudden. You raise a brow for him to go on, not exactly complaining about your boyfriend's excitement towards the topic. "I'm only turning into a worm to make sure I can properly take care of you, of course. Wouldn't want to—er—squash you between my big human fingers, now do we?"

You both erupt into a chorus of laughter at the conjectured image, melting into one another like two fitting puzzle pieces. When you finally catch your breath again, you pose the main question once more, "So I'm concluding you're still going to love me, then?"

"Love you?" he repeats. "Oh darling, I'll be marrying you in a grand worm wedding!"

You can't hold back the gasp that escapes your lips, more than thrilled to have the first mention of marriage between you. Not too long after, you transform into a complete fit of giggles when George continues. "Then we'll happily live our worm lives, 'till death do us apart. Or when, you know, some bloke accidentally steps on us. Whichever comes first."

You lean into him lovingly to steady yourself after all the laughing. Taking a deep breath in, you mumble a soft, "You always know how to make me laugh, Georgie."

And the truth is, he wouldn't have it any other way. Worms or not.

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Hermione Granger

"I'm sorry, I don't think I understand the point of this question."

"Which part, exactly?" you inquire, watching your girlfriend pull out another book from the wooden library shelves.

A few seconds pass before you get your answer. "You're not a worm," she states simply, eyeing you up and down as if to prove her point.

"Yes, thank you for pointing that out, 'Mione," you follow her to the next section. "Which is why I said if I turned into a worm."

The girl looks at you again, analyzing your words and expression briefly before coming to another conclusion. "I still don't understand." she pauses to think. "Unless you might be interested in becoming an Animagus? Even then, opting for a worm wouldn't be very... effective."

You roll your eyes, speeding up to block the girl's way. She lets out a non-committal "Hey!", only for you to quickly muffle it with a warm kiss. A moment or two later, you pull away with a smirk that makes her heart melt. "Just answer the question, would you?"

Still slightly caught off guard from the contact, Hermione finally caves in. "Alright, you cheeky flirt. I love you. Even as a notional worm."

Satisfied with her answer, you plant another peck— this time on her cheek, before announcing a gentle "I love you, too."

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Harry Potter

The way his lips purse into a straight line tells you that Harry doesn't exactly understand the question. Not really, at first. Aside from being an entirely foreign concept to his ears, it also seems like an odd thing to ask someone, unless— "Oh! You're an Animagus!"

The smile on your face instantly drops at this. "What? No—"

"Why didn't you just say so, (y/n)?" he begins what—at the time—you don't know is going to be a nearly endless ramble. "I was planning on telling you this for a while now, but I know someone who's an Animagus, actually. In fact, I think you two would get along fantastically!" he lights up at the sudden idea, flailing his arms in the air out of excitement. "Yes, maybe I can try getting the both of you to meet up. No promises, of course, but what do you think?"

"I think you've got it all wrong," you frown; knowing you would have to disappoint your boyfriend and how you're not very fond of the idea.

"What do you mean?" he asks, albeit barely giving you a second to reply. "(y/n), it's alright, really. You know you don't have to hide yourself from me. Besides, I think it's brilliant!— what you can do, I mean."

The smile he gives you is the epitome of love itself, and now you're not quite sure how to handle the messy situation without pulling out the rug underneath Harry's feet. All you can do is squeeze his shoulder with a guilty smile, promising to talk about it again after dinner.

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Luna Lovegood

"Of course. Worms are lovely, don't you think?" she says with a dreamy smile. You gape at how easily the answer could be pried from your girlfriend; no questions asked. But then again, it's not like you hadn't expected this exact outcome already.

"Really?"

"Mhm," comes her gentle hum as she begins to stir her honeyed chamomile tea. A soft smile stays glued on her features, as if she's enjoying the conversation. "What kind of worm would you like to be, (y/n)?"

"I haven't really thought about it that far," You admit. "Are you sure, though? We won't be able to hold hands or anything like that."

You can't tell if you had just imagined the almost-frown tugging on her lips, because when she looks back up at you again, her sweet signature Luna smile is back in its place. "I suppose you're right. But I could carry you around everywhere with me. Wouldn't that be lovely?"

"It would be," you nod. "but can a worm even fit into that pocket of yours?" you question, noticing how hers are stuffed with unknown items; blades of grass sticking out ever so slightly. Flowers, perhaps.

"Oh, there's nothing to worry about. See?" she pulls out a couple of daisies and fairy foxgloves to reveal a now empty pocket. "Now, would you like some tea?"

You eagerly join her on the table, snuggling against your girlfriend ever so slightly as you both begin to talk about your day. The entire worm ordeal is slowly slipping out of your mind already.

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Neville Longbottom

Neville stops in his tracks at your question, taking a moment to toss the idea back and forth in his mind before he can give you a proper answer. You nearly giggle when his face scrunches up, brows knit and lips parted as he innocently asks, “But why would you turn into a worm?”

"Neville, love, no. It's a hypothetical question."

His entire body relaxes at this, releasing what you assume is a breath of relief. "Oh. I thought you were being serious for a moment there."

You shake your head with a giggle, taking a step closer to adjust the scarf around your boyfriend's neck. "I'm just curious is all. Would you still love me, then?" you ponder.

"Yes! Of course!" comes his instant reply, hands balled up into fists that match the determination on his face. "I would get you a nice worm house with all your favorite flowers in it," he bends one of his gloved finger inwards, beginning to keep count of this hypothetical to-do list. "Would you still be able to have human food? Well, either way, I promise to feed you every single day!"

He pauses, only for a second or two. "Oh! And I'll sing you worm songs! Or maybe we can sing them together? I don't know if you would still be able to talk as a worm though."

You swiftly pull him into an affectionate hug, effectively bringing his rambling—as well as the entire worm topic—to an end. His hands sheepishly find their home around your waist, where he places them softly as if it's his first time hugging you. After all the months of being together, it certainly isn't.

"What was that for?" he dares himself to ask, avoiding your eye contact shyly.

"For being the most loving and adorable boyfriend I could ever ask for," you lean in to plant a soft, gentle kiss on his cheek. You don't miss the way he pulls up his scarf to hide the blossoming blush afterwards.

I have no idea why I wrote this either lol <3

🌷 draco taglist: @arossebyanyothername @kawaii-angelanne @thefandomplace @yuosmi @bbeauttyybbx @mywellspringoflife @slytherinsunrise @avatarbeeb @scarlet-says-hi @lunars @coldlilheart @beiahadid @justmimithings @soundsquid27 @youknowiloveyou-so @n3ssm0nique @ochrythum @explxsion @yaanasluv @autumnpleaves @booksmione @drxcomvlfx @the–queen-of-hell @aspiringsloth20 @runninglownad @snitches-at-dawn @badfvith

🌷 harry taglist: @teheharrypotter @badfvith

#blaise zabini x reader #cedric diggory x reader #draco malfoy x reader #fred weasley x reader #george weasley x reader #harry potter x reader #hermione granger x reader #luna lovegood x reader #neville longbottom x reader

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apocalypticgargoyle · 3 years

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𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌 𝟒. ♡ 𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

"Hi! I hope u have a lovely day :] I was wondering if I could request an imagine where you're online friends with Gogy and one day you send him a picture wearing his merch and he can't stop thinking about it and finally ends up telling you he has a crush on you?? Thank you in advance :] I really enjoy your writing"

pairing: georgenotfound x reader

warnings: Zoom Video Communications none :)

links: | ao3 | request | masterlist |

⋆ song recommendation: Slowly by Josh Gilligan

(streamer bf gogy brainrot brrr) hello sweet anon! thank you for much for this request :) I love love love all the geo simps and their ideas. also thank you to my dearest LB for helping me with the plot help. happy reading, everyone! ♡ ᵍᵉⁿᵉ

You tapped your fingers on your desk, nails clattering at you waiting to be let into your third Zoom meeting of the day. Usually, you got off with only one lecture, but because of upcoming exams, you were finding yourself in and out of virtual meetings and office hours. Sure, it was better than jogging from building to building, fighting the crowds, and searching for a seat in a packed lecture hall, but it was still wearing you down beyond belief.

You rested your chin in your hand as your window went from white to dark grey, the square with your name getting wedged in beside the professor. Everyone’s cameras were off, a thankful sigh leaving your lips as your head slumped down to lay against your arm, the danger of falling asleep suddenly becoming more prominent.

You jumped slightly as your professor cleared their throat, sharing their screen and beginning to ramble off facts listed on the slideshow. You played with your keyboard, focused on removing a crumb from beneath your spacebar that was almost unreachable. You usually took notes in the class, but today was just one of those days.

“... And with that in mind, I’m going to put you all into breakout rooms…” Your professor trailed off, eyebrows furrowed as they peered at their screen and clicked frantically to assign all of you to rooms. You yawned, smacking your cheeks and sitting up. You were determined not to be a shitty partner, at least. The white box popped up, inviting you to join breakout room four. That’s always lucky, you thought to yourself as you joined.

Once again, you were cursed to look at the buffering wheel of death as your internet struggled to sustain all your opened tabs. Please, just a little longer, you groaned internally, eyes dashing towards the receiver and exhaling in relief as your computer connected to the breakout room. You turned on your camera, eliciting your partner, George, to do the same.

You flashed him a smile as you struggled to open the article from the previous night. “Hi! How’s it going?” You greeted, not yet looking at him.

“I’m good, actually. How are you?” He engaged, his voice deep and tired.

You finally managed to split your screen enough so that you could see him and the article. “Yeah, I’m good too. Thanks,” you chewed the inside of your cheek, eyes skimming some of the notes you’d etched into the margins. “So, did you have any idea what,” you paused, squinting at the author’s name, “Robert A. Schneider means when he discusses how ‘men of letters’ fear the lower class more than anything?” You asked, as your eyes trailed across your screen to finally gauge his reaction, you were taken aback by his appearance.

His soft features and dark eyes made you feel safe. As he smiled softly, running his fingers into his hair, he seemed to be racking his brain for an answer. He opened his mouth to begin, detailing what you had previously thought with better articulation.

The two of you got through the basic questions the professor had scripted for the students, then finding yourself still stuck in the breakout room. On a normal day, your professor would have pulled everyone back into the call after the first few questions.

George swiveled in his chair quietly as he listened to you briefly explain your area of study. His kind smile made your heart flutter slightly. Deep down, you hoped the two of you would be stuck in the room for a while.

Soon your topics blended into what kind of movies you both watched, a debate on where you could buy the cheapest bread on campus, and what kind of party people the two of you were. After an hour, instead of worrying whether or not your professor was dead, you were swapping numbers and planning out how the two of you would turn the Florida Keys into the headquarters of your new cult where the members would all worship a separate bitchy philosopher.

You pulled one of your legs to your chest, resting your cheek against your knee as his laughing died out. “Okay, this might be a weird question, but I need to know why your webcam is so clear. Is it like an OnlyFans thing or…”

He chuckled. “Yeah it’s definitely OnlyFans,” he joked, making you laugh. “I’m actually a ᵐⁱⁿᵉᶜʳᵃᶠᵗ ˢᵗʳᵉᵃᵐᵉʳ” he mumbled.

Your eyebrows perked playfully. “You’re a what?”

He pursed his lips to fit the grin stretching across his face. “ᵃ ᵐⁱⁿᵉᶜʳᵃᶠᵗ ˢᵗʳᵉᵃᵐᵉʳ”

You snorted slightly. “Sorry darling, you’ll have to speak up. What was that?”

He wet his lips, rolling his eyes as he bashfully groaned. “I’m a Minecraft streamer.”

You giggled, him basking in your disbelief. He smiled a bit brighter as he shrugged, leaning back in his chair as you rambled off questions. “There’s no way! Nerd!” you chaffed, making him smile as if he liked it when you playfully teased him. “Are you super popular?” You asked, catching your breath.

He bit his bottom lip swaying his head slightly as if deciding not to answer. “Mmmm. Not really.”

“Well, come on, Georgios! Give me your Twitch user and I’ll be your biggest fan, I promise.” He laughed at your response, digging out his phone to send you a link.

“I’d like to see you try,” he mumbled.

After the class had finally ended, you’d learned that your professor was on the phone with their credit card company. In the following weeks, you and George were in constant contact, even becoming part of each other’s daily routines.

As you studied for finals, you’d turn on his stream, letting his voice alleviate some of the stress of your exams. He knew you were watching and would even drop hints for you in what he was saying, or he’d blatantly just ask what you were talking about in your essay for a certain class. After the stream would end, he’d call you either on Discord or the phone, just so it felt like the two of you were studying together.

Jokingly, you badgered him to send you some of his merch, threatening to buy it from a bootleg online store if he didn’t. He had only brushed it off at the time, but shortly after, you received a hoodie in the mail with his gamer tag printed across it.

It was late at night when you’d received it, the tiredness of your eyes and George’s dulcet tones lulling you towards the idea of a dead sleep. Yet, you were drawn from your pleasant relaxation with the shrilling of your doorbell. You shrugged out of your blanket cocoon, grabbing your phone and trudging down the stairs. As you tore open the bag, your phone buzzed with a text from George asking if you’d seen something that one of his chat members. You chuckled softly and dug your hand into the material, holding it out in front of you.

You snickered to yourself, running your fingers across the red patch in the center. You slipped it over your head, letting the softness of the fabric brush against your skin. You snapped a photo of yourself and stumbled back upstairs before sending it to him.

When you returned, George was focused on something he was crafting. His eyes darted down to one corner of the screen where his phone was probably sitting. His eyes flashed back up with a smug grin on his face as if he knew exactly what you were going to say. Your “Thanks sugar daddy xx,” probably didn’t help either.

“What, chat?” His voice came out slightly uneven as he bit back a smile. You skimmed what people were asking. “It’s not a nude. A friend of mine got something I sent them,” he answered nonchalantly, finishing up what he was doing. The chat began to spam quietly. “No, it’s not a maid costume. Jesus Christ.” He leaned back in his chair, grabbing his phone and opening your message.

A grin spread across his face, alongside the light dusting of rosy pigment settling in his cheeks. He chuckled to himself, quickly replying before getting back to his game. You scoffed at his response.

George (H325) Anything for my silly little baka

You curled up again, putting away your schoolwork and devoting your attention to watching his stream as you drifted off to sleep.

Once again, you found yourself at the mercy of your internet as you attempted to join the breakout room assigned to you. You almost jumped out of your chair when it finally connected and you found George waiting for you. You smiled slightly as he scrolled through his phone. “What are the chances?” You asked, pulling his eyes to you.

He grinned, clicking off whatever he was looking at. “I was just about to raid your inbox.”

You chuckled. “I almost wore your merch to class, just to out you to whoever my partner was,” you joked, making him roll his eyes.

“I’m glad it’s me then,” he responded. You began scrounging around for your article. After a beat of hesitation, George spoke up again. “Hey, I’m glad you like the sweatshirt…” You perked an eyebrow in his direction. “I actually haven’t been able to get that picture out of my head. I know it’s stupid,” he stated lightly, chuckling nervously. You could feel your heart beating in your ears. “It’s so lame, but I think I have a crush on you.”

You sat back in your chair, stunned. “I mean, the feeling’s mutual. Even if it’s lame,” you mirrored, winking at him. “I mean, maybe it’s not lame because I know I like you.”

He smiled to himself at your answer before chuckling, “Should we Zoom date or something?”

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honeytae · 3 years

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Hi!! Idk if you’re taking requests or not, but I was hoping I could request something along the lines of where you’re in love with your best friend, taehyung, but he doesn’t know and he’s getting married soon. you don’t tell him how you feel until the night of his wedding when you’re a bit tipsy from drinking your feelings away. you can decide the ending! thank you in advance if you end up writing this! hope you’re doing well and staying safe. Xx

hi darling! i’m so sorry this took so long for me to write. i couldn’t get it to a point where i was satisfied with it for a really long time, i still don’t feel that good about it honestly but hopefully it’s okay for you!!! i tried to make it angsty (yikes) so hopefully it’s not horrible lmao

tags: @ahgasearmyfan, @hoseokayy, @the1921-monsters

genre: angst

word count: 1.6k

warnings: um so much heartbreak, oc is a little (very) in denial about the situation and comes off a little toxic tbh, requited love but nothing they can do about it now, mentions of tae going into a panic attack

You couldn’t handle it.

You couldn’t handle the ‘congratulations to the happy couple,’ nor the Mr. and Mrs. Kim sign practically floating over their heads. You couldn’t handle the copious bouquets and all the preparations that went into this.

And you felt like a complete asshole about it.

Which is precisely why you decided to prematurely exit the event, doing yourself and everyone else a favor by leaving for the night to go sulk in your hotel by your lonesome.

The elevator ride up to your floor was miserable, your own battles within your mind coupled with the fact that your floor was the top one, making the ride excruciatingly long on top of everything else.

Rustling with the hotel key in your bag seemed to take forever as well, finally barging into your half unpacked space with a sigh. You quickly shut the door behind you, hoping you’d been able to sneak away from the hotel lobby without any guests noticing.

Shuffling further into the room, you sat on the edge of the king bed in the center of the room, placing your head in your hands at the mere prospect of this weekend.

Taehyung was getting married. Kim Taehyung, your best friend, the one person you’d been pining for since middle school, would be legally bound to someone else in less than twenty four hours.

Maybe you just shouldn’t have come. Despite sending red flags to Tae, you couldn’t think of a better solution than fleeing at this exact moment. Why did you think you could handle this?

Two knocks against the locked door had your head raising from its resting place, cursing under your breath at someone coming after you.

You didn’t feel well. That would be your excuse.

“Hey, you okay?” Immediately upon opening the door, Taehyung spoke the question out into the air, dark eyebrows knit in concern and kind eyes imploring yours for an answer.

“Hi. I’m fine, just a little tired, Tae.” You pressed your lips together in a hopefully believable smile, the man frowning before nodding at you.

“Me too. Can I come in?” He asked, the question completely innocent however making your heart rate a bit faster at the what if. What if things had gone differently? What if it was still a possibility for things to escalate between you two?

Cut it out. He’s about to be a married man.

You raised your eyebrows at him for a moment, then stepped back to allow him in, putting all your concentration on shutting the wood for a moment as you took a steadying breath.

“What about your party?” You wondered aloud, the man humming as he took a seat on your fully made bed.

“I’m tired of the parties. They’re exhausting.” He chuckled, covering his face with his hands as he reclined back on your bed.

Your heart skipped another beat at the vision, his tight pants leaving little to the imagination and buttons from his dress shirt stretched to new limits with his strained position. Diverting your eyes, you walked over to the desk chair in the corner of your room, reaching for a water bottle out of your mini fridge. Get a fucking grip.

Tossing one over to the bed beside Taehyung, you sat down in the plush seat, grateful that the man didn’t seem to notice your distance from him as you glanced out the window.

Until….

“Are you really okay? I feel like you’ve been avoiding me lately.”

At his sudden words, you froze, gripping your water a bit tighter as you brought your eyes back to his face. He was closer now than before, having scooted to the edge of your bed to lean toward you, eyes showing concern for you as you shuffled in your seat.

Taehyung was never one to beat around the bush, and at times like this, you really wish he would just brush some things under the rug as easy as you could.

“I’m good, Tae. Just have a lot going on, I guess. I’m sorry I made you feel like that.” You said, hoping to clear the air and dismiss the topic as soon as you possibly could. The man’s stare wasn’t helping your state any.

“No apologies. Just wanted to check in on you.” He sighed, seemingly disappointed with your lack of response before a hideous painting across the room caught his eye.

“What the fuck is that?” He griped, making you chuckle as he sat up to lean toward the art piece, squinting with his lip curled in amusement.

“It’s not so bad.” You shrugged, smirking when he turned back to you in bewilderment. Realizing you were teasing him, his eyes went back to normal size, a smile meeting his own lips at the return of your familiar banter.

“How can you sleep in a room with that shit? I feel like asking for a refund.” He shook his head, making you laugh before taking a swig from your water.

“Somehow I manage.” You replied, twisting the cap back on the bottle with a sigh.

It’s times like these that you feel as though nothing is wrong. Times like these that transport you back to periods of your life when Taehyung was just a call away, and you thought maybe, just maybe, you two had a chance. But that was over now. Those days were no more.

Because Taehyung informing you about a blind date then turned into him in a full blown relationship, a serious one at that, and soon enough they were taking big steps such as meeting the parents, moving in together, and yes, getting engaged.

Your friends had been just as shocked as you were, pitying you with deep sympathetic looks over Taehyungs shoulder as you hugged him in confused congratulations. It had all happened so fast...how did you manage to lose him forever?

Waking up the next day, you felt a particular heaviness on your chest. It was the day before the wedding, the rehearsal dinner turned into an entire day of partying for their guests. A celebratory day, if anything.

But waking up and getting all dolled up for this occasion was the absolute last thing you wanted to do, today or ever. You had always thought that you’d have much more of a starring role in Kim Taehyung’s life. Shaking your head to dismiss those kinds of thoughts, you cursed as you left your hotel room, wondering how the hell you’d be getting through this day.

Four martinis. Four martinis was how you’d be getting through today. The bartender had become one of your closest acquaintances over the past few hours, eyeballing you silently as he poured you yet another cocktail, your demands obvious that you were not drinking out of celebration.

Sitting at the bar, you contemplated everything. From the time you’d met Tae, you had been so sure that you two completed each other. Were you that naive? And fuck, why are you still thinking about this now? It’s over. You and Tae will never be.

Nearly jumping off your stool at a hand suddenly clapping your back, you shifted your gaze over to the arm belonging to Jungkook, one of Taehyung’s youngest yet wisest friends.

“You’re sulking.” He said plainly, dark eyes tracing over your faded features, briefly examining the drink in your hand before shooting the bartender a knowing look.

“You shouldn’t be out here.” You sighed, nearly breaking into a sob when his hand laid over yours, fingers fitting between your own in a comforting gesture. With one glance at the man, you gained all the information you didn’t want.

He knew.

You wondered how long he’d known. Jungkook, being the quiet and relatively introverted person he was, was an observer. He knew everything about everyone it seemed, by not speaking to them at all. He noticed everything.

You just hoped he didn’t notice the way your eyes started blinking rapidly, and that he’d instead just go back into the party without another word.

“Neither should you.” He replied to you, his tone holding nothing but concern as he tried to catch your eyes.

You just couldn’t hold it in.

“Well maybe if I wasn’t in love with him I’d be having a better time.” You mumbled, leaning your head down on your hands, elbows pressed to the tops of your thighs, sad and tired as Jungkook froze beside you.

Unbeknownst to you, a concerned Taehyung had also come to find you, stumbling upon that very scene as Jungkook tried to console you.

Meeting eyes with his older friend, Jungkook’s mouth gaped open for a moment, opening and closing like a fish out of water as you cluelessly rambled under your breath about how stupid you were to ever let yourself come here.

With a shaky exhale, Taehyung silently began to put it all together. The way you’d been working constantly lately, picking up every shift you could to decline his repeated attempts at getting together with you, the way you’d ran off last night and brushed it off as you being too tired. It was all adding up.

You were struggling with this as much as he was. Maybe more.

But what Taehyung could do about this years ago was no longer an option, his hands shaking at his sides as he spun on his heel and walked out of the lobby. He could briefly hear Jungkook call for him but ignored it, breathing heavily as he rounded one of the hallways leading to the restrooms.

Unshed tears misted over his eyes as he hugged a corner of the wall, feeling rather unsteady as he leaned his forehead against the cool surface. The burning pain in his chest had him sinking down to the floor in an instant, sobs wracking his shoulders with heightening emotions rising in his throat.

You’d finally given him the green light. And it was too fucking late.

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mcmoth · 3 years

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Dream SMP fandom etiquette

So. This post is probably too little, too late, considering the fandom and the issues I'm about to talk about have existed for so long now, and a lot of the people who need to hear this probably aren't on tumblr anyways, but I just wanted to dedicate a quick post to talk about fandom etiquette. Mostly pertaining to discourse, and interactions with people outside of our circle. These are just going to be my own personal thoughts, of course, but I felt it could be good to bring some of this to attention. So without further introduction:

Where to (not) talk about discourse:

Don't go into other streamer's vods to only focus about a different character. If you want to analyse, for example, c!Techno, do it in Techno's stream. Don't go into unrelated streams, like Tommy's, Tubbo's etc. to do it, even if they were a part of the event in question. This is, of course, with the exception if the character in question didn't stream their own pov. But otherwise, stay in your own space. This is to prevent cluttering a streamer's comments about unrelated discussion. To give further example: Tubbo's vod comments should primarily focus on Tubbo's character. Not Tommy's, Ranboo's, Techno's or whoever else's.

Don't start discourse in the comments of animatics. Seriously, stop that. Animatics aren't discussion boards. The comments are there to analyse and appreciate the video presented, not argue. It's especially rude if you pick a small detail, that wasn't even the focus of the animatic, or even a completely unrelated issue to rant out your frustrations about. To give examples: starting disc discourse in an animatic of Tommy talking to Wilbur, or rambling about how tragic Techno's character is in an animatic focused on clingy duo, etc.

This applies to fan songs as well.

Video essays are the exception to these rules. I think it's safe to say they're the place to bring your hot takes, if you really feel so inclined to argue in youtube comment sections (Though I'd personally advise to still keep the topic relevant).

Keep negativity out of fanfic comments. This isn't nearly as big of an issue as the last points, but I've seen it happen a couple times, so I'm deciding to mention it. Fanfics are written for fun. Even if you disagree with the characterisation or something else, unless the author is clear in accepting critique, keep criticism to yourself. And definitely don't rant about how you dislike a character unrelated to the fanfic. Sharing your thoughts on the fanfic itself is of course fine and welcomed, but when it turns from discussing the author's story to talking about how you dislike a character in canon, that's when it crosses a line. Example: comment talking about what you don't like about c!Tommy on a Bench Trio fanfiction.

When commenting on art, keep the feedback positive. Even if you dislike any presented character, keep that to yourself. Example: Don't say things like "I hate x character, but this art is good". You might think the author would feel honoured, but it's actually just hurtful.

How to deal with discourse:

This is gonna be a shorter section, because I think we all chose to do it in different ways, and that's valid. Also, it's just that I, myself, am still learning how to do this well, but I thought it could be good to try to lay it out anyways.

Try to scroll past takes you disagree with instead of arguing if you don't think you'd be able to keep your cool. Noone likes a random person yelling at them through a screen, and if you rant, you'll get an equally frustrated reply back, and noone will be happy. Either explain your point in a calm manner, or scroll past/ unfollow/block.

On the keeping cool thing, remember to just step away. Take a deep breath and calm yourself down before proceeding. To minimize the frustration you feel on a daily basis, filter tags, block people, avoid videos and youtube comment sections that you know will upset you, and leave certain internet spaces if you find yourself unable to escape negativity even with all those steps. Remember: in the end, it's all a game played by friends, a story, and your enjoyment of it lies in what you take from it. Abandon what makes you unhappy. Marie Kondo your fandom experience.

Also, here's your reminder, to whom this is relevant, to take care of yourself. Hydrate, eat, sleep, clean up, get fresh air, remember the things outside of all this. There's plenty to do outside of this fandom, and what you can do here can wait. There is no pressure, or obligation. Not for the content you create, not for the discussions you bring, not for responding to discourse, not for anything. Fandom is meant purely for fun, so take care <3

Interacting with people outside of the fandom:

This is something that I've seen a bit of talk about, and I thought I'd drop in my own thoughts on this as well. No matter the differences, we're all just trying to vibe, and I think these are important things to keep in mind to leave both sides better off:

Don't interact with hate posts. Just don't. You don't want to see them, they don't want to see you. Even if your response is lighthearted, their animosity is not. They will feel frustrated regardless, and the grudge will only grow. And if they're being agressive, calm discussion most likely won't happen even if you're being polite. Just leave it, please.

Correct misinformation calmly. I completely get how it can be frustrating to see blatant lies and all, but with our reputation, people will not listen if you're being antagonistic. Provide sources, explain, and leave it at that.

Don't be hateful, send death threats, or assume privilege or whatever else. That's stepping into the same shoes of the people you hate. Misunderstandings go both ways, and the fact of the matter is, I think most people who dislike DSMP, even the ones who are agressive about it, don't have their stance rooted in maliciousness. To expand on why the situation became what it is today, taken from a discussion on discord:

I think it's just a combination of Dream growing so insanely quickly + how internet spaces have changed over the years. When ccs like jackstepticeye or pewdiepie etc. grew popular, activism wasn't as prevalent and held to such importance. Now it's thankfully more talked about, but that also leads to Dream being more scrutinized in comparision. Add twitter trends and the general prevalence of the fandom, and you've got everyone feeling tired and frustrated and paranoid. People also tend not to fact check stuff, especially when it comes to celebrities and stuff they're not really interested in, so rumors spread fast.

And actually, I think there's absolutely valid reasons to be made uncomfortable by Dream SMP, either in it's creators, content or fandom, and there is, of course, stuff to criticise in general. The problem is the hate and misinformation and overexposure, but we are not going to solve any of that by being aggressive in return.

(This is, by the way, not talking about more serious cases. Like doxxing, or leaving gore images in hashtags, or similar instances. That's a whole different complicated issue that I don't feel qualified to tackle.)

And finally, don't overwhelm outsiders who merely mention the Dream SMP. Don't send asks asking them to watch it, don't write paragraphs explaining the lore, don't confuse them with inside jokes, just... Don't jump on people like that. Unless they're explicitly clear in wanting interaction and getting into the fandom, that kind of thing will just drive them away. This is in no way exclusive to the Dream SMP fandom, pretty much every fandom has people enthiastic to have more people involved, but since there are so unbelievably many of us, it's especially easy to go overboard with this stuff. Just... be polite, and don't pressure anyone. Be nice, please.

So.... ya! This would be it for this one, I think. Sorry that it's kinda long, thank you if you read it at all. Hope y'all have pleasant days ^^

#dream smp #mcyt #fandom #fandom etiquette #fandom critical #tommyinnit #technoblade #tubbo #dreamwastaken #let me know if i should remove tjose tags - i'm not sure whether it counts as crosstagging or not sorry #long post #my own post

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the-bau-quinjet · 3 years

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Nervous II

Hello! Just a quick fluffy sequel to Nervous!

Summary: Spencer and Reader at Rossi’s dinner party after the events in Nervous!

warnings: mentions of sex and dom! Spencer

Word Count: 1544

“What if they hate me?” You and Spencer just arrived to Rossi’s mansion. You refuse to believe this can be categorized as a house.

“They’ve already met you.” Spencer is trying to calm your nerves, but it’s just not working.

“Yeah, and they arrested me. That’s not exactly a great first impression.” He simply stares back at you with an incredulous look on his face.

“Trust me, they’ll love you. Just like I do.” With a quick peck on your cheek, Spencer leaves the car. He opens Lily’s door before coming around to get yours. He has to physically pull you out of the car. You would’ve faked being sick to get out of coming, but Lily really wanted to play with Henry again.

You walk hand in hand with Spencer up to the door, letting Lily ring the doorbell. The door swings open to reveal none other than the two men who arrested you. To say it’s an awkward interaction is a bit of an understatement. You are frozen to the doorstep even after Lily runs between the two men. Spencer pulls you inside as Rossi closes the door.

“We just wanted to apologize… for arresting you.” Derek breaks the silence first.

“Oh please, don’t worry about it. I gave you plenty of reasons to be suspicious. I was just so nervous because I thought at first maybe Spencer was hurt, but that didn’t make sense because he wasn’t working! And then I was on edge because you guys are his family and I didn’t want to make a bad first impression, but we all know how that turned out and then-“ “Baby, relax.” Spencer’s voice whispered into your ear instantly soothes you. It’s honestly crazy how much the slight brush of his mouth against your skin can simultaneously sooth you and turn you on.

“I’m just sorry I wasted your time. And made you think someone was after everyone you love. That was a pretty bad move.” You try to laugh it off, but they can clearly see you’re nervous. If the rambling didn’t give you away, the way your hands are slightly shaking definitely would’ve.

“Don’t even worry about it. Just come in, relax, eat some great food, and have some expensive wine.” Rossi leads the three of you farther into the house where the rest of the group is talking.

“Y/N! Come join us gals.” Penelope is pulling you into the living room where JJ and Emily are seated on the couch.

“You have to tell us everything about you and Spence.” All three women lean just a little bit closer to you. You can feel the blush rising to your cheeks. Now would be a great time for that wine.

“Like what?” You are trying so hard not to seem nervous, but you know they can all see it in the way you tap your fingers or bite your lip. Before they can start actually asking you questions, Spencer walks up behind you with a glass of white wine. How does he always know exactly what you need?

You smile graciously, thanking him with the turn of your lips and the love in your eyes. Just as he’s about to sit down, Penelope pushes him out of the room murmuring about “girl time.”

When she returns, the questions start immediately. “Tell us everything. How did you meet? When was your first date? Did you have to ask him out? When did he meet Lily? She’s just so cute!”

You do your best to answer every question thrown your way. Starting at that chance meeting in the hospital, the girls ooh and ahh constantly during the story. They laugh at how smooth concussed Spencer was, and smile when you tell them how cute he was with Lily in the park before he even knew she was yours.

Three glasses of wine later, you are convinced they can’t have any questions left. You’ve gone through every date the two of you have been on, ranging from fancy dinners to casual nights in. Dates with and without Lily. You go into strange detail about how frequently you text each other when he’s away on cases, usually reserving it for at night when you’re both home. You tell them when you knew you were in love with him. You tell them that you can’t picture your future without him in it. You tell them everything.

Then things take a turn.

“There’s one topic we haven’t covered yet…” Emily has a glint in her eyes that instantly has you questioning her motives. JJ seems to catch on, immediately shaking her head.

“Nope, there are some things I just do not need to hear.” In your slightly drunk state, it takes you another minute to catch on.

“Oh god.”

“Yep. Spill it sister!” Penelope looks like a child on Christmas morning. JJ looks like she’s torn between running away or watching the train wreck that is about to unfold. Emily looks absolutely smug.

“I’ll even get the ball rolling. I saw how the two of you blushed when Spencer mentioned your April dates. The two of you watched Tangled until Lily fell asleep and then…” Emily wiggled her eyebrows in your direction, encouraging you to share more information.

You can’t help but hide your face behind your wine glass, taking a sip to stall. You’ve never really talked about your sex life before. You aren’t a prude, but it’s just always been slightly embarrassing for you to bring up.

“We had sex.” The words come out whispered and rushed.

“And?” Penelope is the one wiggling her eyebrows now. The two of them are only encouraging the other to push you that much further. “Was it gentle? Spencer just seems like the gentlest lover.”

You can’t hold back the snort that escapes your throat. So much so that you nearly choke on your wine. Sure, Spencer can make love to you slow and romantic when he wants to, but more often than not it’s dirty and rough. You know they can tell exactly what your reaction meant.

“No way! No freaking way! You’re telling me that Dr. Spencer Reid-” the man of the hour walks in, effectively cutting off the conversation. JJ groans, murmuring about how this was too much information about her best friend. Penelope wears the expression of a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar. Emily is yet again, sitting there with a smug smirk on her lips.

“Dr. Spencer Reid what?” Spencer walks closer to the girls on the couch. His question piqued the interest of Derek, Rossi, and Hotch as well, all of them following him closer to the conversation at hand.

“Nothing! Absolutely nothing.” You try your best to cover it up, not wanting to embarrass Spencer in front of his friends. You didn’t even really say anything. They just figured it out.

“Well, know I have to know.” Morgan’s smirk is nearly identical to Emily’s. He’s clearly picked up on the slight tension, and he’s never been one to miss an opportunity to tease Spencer. He turns to Garcia “Baby girl, what’s going on?” You know Penelope is too far gone to hold back know, despite the pleading look in your eyes.

“Spencer… is… he’s…” Her words keep getting cut off by her own thoughts. You’ve never been so grateful for wine. She just keeps pointing between the two of you, unable to form the words to explain what she just found out.

“He is deeply and madly in love with me. That’s all.” It’s clear that nobody believes that is what you were really talking about. Especially Spencer, he just shoots you a look that says he’ll definitely be asking about this later.

“That I am.” He kisses you in response, giving you butterflies. You know Penelope will come to terms with it in a few minutes, so you usher Spencer out of the room to tell him what happened.

You’ve barely made it to the kitchen when you hear Garcia practically scream “Spencer is a freak in the sheets! I don’t believe it!” Nobody else is matching her volume, but you just know their exchanging looks, if not whispers, about that fact.

“I didn’t say anything I swear! I just snorted when Garcia said she thought you were a gentle lover…” You both snicker at that. Spencer’s face is sporting a very clear blush, but at least you got him out of the room before Garcia screamed it for everyone to hear.

“Baby, it’s okay. I figured they’d get it out of you eventually. The team doesn’t really do well with boundaries.” He’s laughing it off, so you do your best to do the same following him back into the living room.

“My man!” Derek can’t get much more teasing in before Rossi is announcing dinner, shooting you and Spencer a wink as everyone rushes to the dining room.

Just before you pass through the doorway, Spencer whispers in your ear. “Don’t think you won’t be punished for this later.”

“Yes, sir.” You are already feeling the familiar heat that comes from Spencer’s soft whispers and dirty remarks. And if Spencer is a little rougher than normal that night, while you’re not going to complain.

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