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bradshawed · 1 year

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OKAY OKAY YOU DONT HAVE TO LISTEN TO THIS AT ALL BUT YOU SHOULD WRITE LIKE A STEVE ONESHOT THING WHERE HES DATING (Y/N OR OC IM NOT PICKY) BUT HES STILL PINING FOR NANCY AND LIKE STILL IN LOVE WITH HER SO HIS S/O BREAKS UP WITH HIM BC SHES TIRED OF BEING LIKE "A BACKUP OPTION" AND ALWAYS SECOND CHOICE TO NANCY AND ITS LIKE SUPER ANGSTY AND BASICALLY IT TAKES BEING WITHOUT THEM FOR STEVE TO REALIZE HOW MUCH HE LOVED THEM AND THEN THERES LIKE A LOVE CONFESSION. (THAT WAS A CRAZY RUN-ON SENTENCE OMG)

YOU CAN IGNORE THIS IF YOU DONT LIKE THE IDEA THO <3

Second Best — Steve Harrington

summary — nancy wheeler, the one who got away. she’d always be his first love and you’d always be second best so what was the point of pretending he could love you even just a little?

warning/tags — fem!reader, she/her pronouns, angst, steve being dumb, swearing, bits of stancy, arguing, fluff, the gang scheming

note — thank you so much for requesting! I absolutely adore this idea and loved writing it so so much, I hope I did it justice even if I did slightly go off the prompt. you’re an incredible writer, one of my favourites on wp, and I can’t wait to read your works on here too. I love you tons! thank you again and I hope you like it <3 also, credits to soph for steve’s middle name, ilysm!

word count — 2.5k words

This was the third time in the space of a couple of minutes that you’ve caught Steve staring at Nancy from where he sat on the couch, to say you were sick of it would be an understatement.

It had been movie night with the whole group which had truthfully been long overdue and very much needed but surprisingly difficult to plan with everyone’s hectic schedules. But here you all were, finally relaxing for the first time in months in Steve’s spacious living room among a bundle of cushions, in what should’ve resembled a fort built by the boys. The second movie of the night was playing on the projector that Robin and Max had set up and an abundance of snacks and sugary drinks had been brought beforehand to account for everyone’s tastebuds. With the way things were going, however, it seemed like staying over at Steve’s after the night was over was simply out of the question.

Dustin sent you a sad look from his position on the floor smothered by multiple duvets. It would have been funny if it hadn’t been for the situation. The room seemed to cool another ten degrees when Steve unwrapped his arm from around your shoulders mid-scene, shifting away from you slightly. You were both oceans apart and yet he didn’t even seem to notice the space between you. And this wasn’t the first time it had happened either.

The credits rolled in and Nancy offered to grab more snacks while the kids decided on the next movie. Steve practically jumped at the chance to follow her to the kitchen, or maybe you were just overreacting like usual. It didn’t matter anyway, the fact was that he was with her, not you and the way he looked at her told you everything that had been left unsaid.

You quietly got up from your place on the couch, surrounded by colourful blankets and softly padded around the room, picking up your car keys from where you’d left them and moving to the hallway to put on your coat and shoes. El moved to stop you but Eddie gently placed a hand on her shoulder, letting you go with a sad nod. You couldn’t stay, they knew that, but still, some part of you wishes they would’ve asked. You might have not been there from the beginning but they loved you all the same, if not even more and vice versa. You were the missing piece in their family and for them, you’d do anything even if it meant watching Steve pin for his ex girlfriend.

You’d almost made it to your car before Steve appeared at the door, the expression on his face a mix of everything and seemingly nothing you were looking for all at once. “Where are you going, the movie’s about to start. Mike’s picked out some cheesy horror movie which I know you love to watch and Nance has opened up the last pack of those giggles cookies you love with the weird faces on them-” You hated horror movies, regardless of if they were cheesy and predictable or not, and those giggle cookies with fudge and vanilla cream in them- god you hate them too. You’d eat fudge by itself but for some reason when it’s added to something else it just doesn’t taste right to you.

“Steve.. I’m not feeling great, I’m gonna head home a little early.” You knew he didn’t believe you. You never could lie to him, and his judging eyes told you enough. Not to mention you called him Steve, you never call him Steve, but he didn’t notice.

“You seemed fine a while ago to me. What’s wrong, maybe you can lay down in the spare room?” There he goes treating you like you’re one of the kids and not his girlfriend but that’s not what irks you the most, it’s the fact that mentions the spare room. Not his room, the spare. “Nance can give you one of her green teas, they’re magical I swear, you’ll feel better in an instant. Actually, let me ask her now.” He walked away towards the door, completely disregarding anything you’d said, acting for a moment that he was even paying attention to you tonight bringing up Nancy again and suddenly, you’re done.

“No!” Steve pauses mid stride, hand on the half opened door, slowly turning around shocked by the volume and the panic in your voice, “I’m done Steve, I’m done. I can’t do this anymore.”

“Wh-what?!”

“You’re in love with Nancy.”

“I’m what-?!”

“Ha, see you can’t even deny it.”

“Because there’s nothing to deny!” His voice raises even further. He’s never raised his voice at you. He knows how much you hate it and it reminds him of his father so he never did; guess there was a first time for everything.

“Don’t. You don’t love me, you never have. You don’t even know my favourite movie genre or my favourite snack-”

“Yes I do, I just told you!”

“Those are Nancy’s fucking favourites! See you’re pinning after her with those love sick eyes of yours and you don’t even know it.”

“What so not knowing your favourite movie genre or snack is a crime now?! So I’m expected to know everything about my girlfriend?” This elicits a rather loud scoff from you causing Steve to clench his fists in frustration and anger. “We’ve been dating for almost a year so yes, I do expect you to at least know those two things.”

Steve starts again but you cut him off fearing that if you don’t get it out now then you’ll go back to apologising to him the next day and burying it even deeper within you. “It’s her, it’s always been her. I don’t know why I even bothered but I thought you were over her, I truly did. But every time she walks into a room your eyes brighten and they don’t leave her for a single fucking second. You bring her up into every single conversation as if her ghost wasn’t already haunting our relationship and I feel like I’m always being compared to her in everything that I do. Stevie I love you, I truly do but I’m sick of feeling like I’m second place.”

Silence. He doesn’t say anything for what feels like forever. You wished he’d say something, anything, do something to prove you wrong, to tell you it was all in your head or that he’d change, that things would get better. A flash of emotion appears on his face before he puts back on his ‘King Steve’ mask. He never used that with you.

“Okay.” That’s all he says before turning back towards the door and leaving you standing out there in the cold.

That was months ago and here you were with the gang calling you from a pay phone on a Sunday. It seemed like your plans of crying your eyes out to another sappy romance movie that reminded you of your relationship with Steve had been ruined. “Heyyy Y/Nnnn”, came a sheepish voice from the other end of the phone call.

You knew they could feel your eye roll from there, “What do you guys need?”

“What, can’t we call our favourite adult and tell her that we miss her?!”

“Ignoring the fact that this is the first time you’ve called me in months, no Dustin, you can’t call without wanting something first. And favourite?! Ha, nice one. What do you want?”

“Can you please pick us up from the skatepark?” At least he had the common sense to give the phone to Max when the gang wanted something, they all knew she was your soft spot. Then for the millionth time that day, like every other day, your mind went straight to Steve. Where was he? Shouldn’t he be picking up the kids? Why would he just leave them there? They could’ve called anyone else, so why you? And then as if she knew the thoughts running through your head she added, “we didn’t want to bother Eddie and Steve was meant to pick us at two but we got bored and felt bad for asking him to pick us up earlier when he was already in a bad mood this morning and-”

“It’s okay sweetheart, hang tight and I’ll be there in ten. Don’t go anywhere and stick together okay?”

“Yes mum.” And Dustin was back.

He hung up the phone and you went to get changed as quick as you could, sliding along the wooden floor in your socks. If Steve was here now, he’d be laughing his beautiful laugh, teasing you before acting out the scene from ‘Risky Business’, maybe even twirling you around the living room. Shaking your head to prevent more tears from falling, you grabbed your coat and car keys and made your way out the door.

There was a catch. Of course there had to be a catch. Why didn’t you think about this before?!You’d successfully picked up the kids and they’d all piled into your car with their gear when Dustin remembered he’d left something important at Steve’s and needed to pick it up. So here you were driving to your ex boyfriend’s house cursing wildly in your head. It would be fine. You were only going to stay in the car. You wouldn’t even have to see him… right?

Wrong. Fate, aka the kids, had different plans.

Pulling into the driveway, the first thing you noticed was the fairy lights stung around the house. It was still light out, Christmas and New Years were over, Valentine’s Day was even further away, so why were there fairy lights? Why were there sunflowers lining the driveway? Had you stumbled upon Steve’s love confession to Nancy. Oh god. You hoped not.

Here you were, standing on Steve’s porch, knocking on his door instead of Dustin and you hadn’t the slightest clue of how you got there except you figured you’d been roped into some wild scheme that wasn’t going to end well. Fuck me.

Steve Willow Harrington opened the door in all his beautiful glory holding a bouquet of sunflowers, a pack of care bear waffles and ‘The Breakfast Club’. Who the hell allowed him to look so good?!

“Hi.”

No, this was absolutely not happening. He would not turn your heart into mush with one syllable. You started to turn around to leave but his reflexes were faster and he grabbed your hand, the skin heating up under his touch and your heart kickstarted into motion at the electricity that danced along his fingers onto yours. “Please. Don’t go.”

You froze in place. Head and heart conflicted but once you saw the expression on the kids’ faces you understood. He gently pulled you towards him, albeit with a little caution, turning your body but still you refused to look at him. “These are for you.” You accepted them, focusing on the sunshine petals instead of his face until your felt his fingers gently gripping your chin, tilting your head upwards so you were looking into his eyes. Steve’s eyes shone with the telltale sign of tears and regret and something else that you’d only seen when he looked at her. It was love. No. It couldn’t be. You took a step back needing the distance to gather your thoughts. He didn’t get to do this to you, he didn’t get to hurt you all over again.

“I’m sorry. I-” you shook your head, your own tears glistening your eyes making them shine in the fairy lights. “I had a whole speech planned out funnily enough but I see you again for one second and you’ve got speechless. God I- I drove over to your house in the middle of the night to apologise after that day and I chickened out every single time until they all knocked some sense into me.” He nodded behind you towards where the kids were anxiously watching the scene unfolding before them.

“I thought I heard your car but every time I’d look out the window there was no one there so I stopped looking.”

Steve sighed sadly, “You deserve better- you deserved better. I shouldn’t have done what I did. I shouldn’t have taken you for granted. I shouldn’t have made you feel like you were second place, not to Nancy and not to anyone. I should have showed you I cared, that you mattered, that I did know you loved binge watching those sappy romance movies and pointing out bits that reminded you of us and that your favourite snack were those ridiculously overpriced care bear waffles with the rainbow specks of berries because you’d had them since you were a child and refused to give them up. But I didn’t do any of the things I should have. I fucked up and I don’t deserve you. And the worst thing is, I don’t even have a reason why I did them. I think some part of me was terrified of the uncertainty, of the unknown, of how it felt to have someone I was scared to lose. So I buried how I felt about you and turned to something familiar, to something that I could hold onto even if I didn’t actually care about them. It took losing you to realise just how wrong I was and how badly I’d treated you. And I know it doesn’t justify any of what I did to you but I want you to know that I’m sorry and if I could do it all over again, I would do it differently. I would fight for you instead of leaving you there and I would show you exactly how I feel about you.”

You were both crying now, “and how do you feel about me?” The air stilled in anticipation, your fingers twisting around the fabric of your sleeve in a nervous dance.

“I love you.”

That admission of love, and the fact that he said it so easily like it was a fact that everyone should know, knocked the air out of your lungs. You felt breathless after his speech.

“I won’t deny that you hurt me and maybe I do deserve better but I know you can give it to me just as I hope I can give it to you. It won’t be easy and it will take time and a lot of work to get to- to us but if you’re willing to put in the work…” Steve nodded his head enthusiastically, tears slipping down his cheeks for he’d feared the worst, “then I am too.” Then came his megawatt smile, eyes crinkling at the edges from pure happiness. He pulled you into a hug, wrapping his arms around your shoulders delicately so as to not damage the flowers, while yours wrapped around his waist. The kids were dancing by your car, pumping their fists into the air but neither of you payed any attention to them.

“And for the record, I love you too Stevie.”

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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im super horny.. for dottore.. *sigh* WHEN WILL THIS MAN BECOME PLAYABLE?!?! im so fucking needy for him rn istg.. no but imagine your his assistant, nice n innocent but you have a crush on your boss, dottore. Dottore teases u when u work and u get all flustered n stuff and you’re still debating if he actually likes u or not. That’s until he has you leaned against his medical table and fucks you harsh n rough. And I mean ROUGHH because that’s what dottore likes.. i think? and imagine a huge stomach buldge ❤️❤️❤️ sorry im super horny 😭😭 -🪐anon

Never be sorry to be horny on my blog 🪐 Anon! Hope you like this little blurb.

Pairing: Dottore x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, power dynamic kink, rough sex, dirty talk, table sex, degradation, lab sex, dom/sub dynamics, boss!Dottore, dom!Dottore, sub!Reader

Word count: 0.5k

A/N: This man! He is the embodiment of "if evil why hot?"

You weren't entirely sure what his intentions towards you were. Was he only teasing? Was he serious when he would look at you with those hooded eyes. Did he merely want to fluster and embarrass you?

All the answers came crashing down upon you when his lips hungerly found yours one night in the lab. He asked for your help with a problem he'd been having. As his number one assistant you were ready to help, whatever it took. Turns out that it wasn't experiments or theory that Dottore needed help with, it was more a problem of the physical nature.

"You don't need that skirt, it's pretty but it's hiding you from me. I wanna see your cunt when it takes my cock." He laughed in the dim light, his eyes appearing like they were shining with clear intent, "Do you know how hard you make things for me around here where you show up looking like that?" His cock nudged your pretty, wet folds apart, "How am I supposed to focus when I can think about was how much I want to lay claim to your cunt?"

"I-I'm sorry." You rocked your hips into him, your skirt bunched up around your hips, panties forgotten somewhere on the lab floor, your lab coat halfway down your arms as you gripped the table with all your might.

He pulled back just enough for you to get one last look at his cock, how hard it was because of you, how damn wet it was just from him rubbing the length between your legs, "Sorry? And you think that's good enough? You think the word of a whore means anything to me?" He shook his head with a sickening, sadistic grin, "You need to make it up to me. And since you've proven yourself to be worse then useless as an assistant over these past few months I need to find a better use for you."

The brutal force of his cock being rammed inside of you was enough to make you cry out. He tilted his head to the side, curiously. He did it again, his pace just as rough. You cried out again, your eyes turning glossy. Each thrust made the pain fade a little, not entirely but enough to be overtaken by pleasure.

Dottore's threw his head back and laughed, loudly, almost manically. Then he leaned forward, pushing your knees to your chest, opening you up more while he growled and set a fast, rough pace that barely gave your pussy time to tighten and clench around him before his cock was snug back inside. He wasn't slowing down, wasn't paying any attention to the things you were saying.

You didn't even know what you were saying. Your mind was a complete mess. All you could think of clearly was Dottore fucking his cock into you and how good he made you feel. That was enough for you.

"That's more like it. You're much better suited for this. Yes. Congratulations, from now on you won't just be my personal assistant but my personal fuckdoll. My pretty little thing, serving my cock all day with all of her holes." He smiled when he heard you try to moan his name. It sounded wonderful, broken, just like you, his greatest achievement.

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin smut #dottore #dottore x reader #dottore smut #dottore imagines #genshin imagines #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact smut #genshin impact fanfics

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remwrites · 1 year

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rem's scarian rec list

i felt like compiling my absolute favourite scarian fics. enjoy.

always check tags before reading!!! there's a big mix of fics here

in no particular order:

Ashes by Raichett

Grian's still soul-linked to Scar, even after their return from Double Life. He's not dealing with it particularly healthily, but after three death games, who would be in the best frame of mind?

(so beside myself with the implications of grian still being bound to scar after double life HO HO BOY... plus scar's agony at unknowingly hurting grian WOOF LOVE IT)

one word from you and i would jump off of this ledge i'm on by wizardlover

Grian and Scar deal with some of the fallout from Last Life.

(HRGERKGRKGERK this fic hurts so good. and the resolution is SO satisfying i've reread it like twenty times. and such fuckin good character voices too the dialogue is SMOOTH)

HCBBS (Hermitcraft Big Ballroom Scene) by romanocheese

Grian holds a ball to celebrate the finishing of the mansion. Scar appears in rather unexpected attire.

(SCAR IN A DRESS SCAR IN A DRESS SCAR IN A DRESS!!!! one of my first brainrot fics. adored showstopping amazing)

Beloved by spilledstardust

Scar has never played this game with the intention to win.

(this gut punch fic omg waaaaa the concept the execution i love)

a hundred kisses (then you start again) by backyardwizard

Grian and Scar spend the night together after finding out they're soulmates.

(this one always makes me feel shrimp emotions. the dialogue. the LOVE. GUUGRHHUH)

i am fed, but still i starve by definitelynotshouting

Another flash of teeth, dyed red in the light spilling through Grian's feathers. "The 'Not A Resistance' Resistance," he says, low and teasing, "would like to cordially invite you to kiss me stupid."

(HOT HOT HOT super well written the kiss is phenomenal the character voices kill me and i love this fic so much im gonna lay down in the road)

get me with those green eyes, baby by Anonymous

Another "soulmates share more than just pain" smutfic to add to the collective pile - now with preening!

(gurgles incoherently. this one gets me. im such a damn sucker for good dialogue and this one nails it along with the bonus of soulbonds AND preening? im in heaven)

yours were the arms (that the whole world was in) by sparxwrites

He’s even less surprised when Grian returns that evening, looking furtive and ashamed, and guiding a golden-eyed Scar by the hand through the still-rigged front gate.

(sneaks a lil mumscarian in here. listen. i think abt this one often bc of the very in depth character understanding and relationship dynamics. mmmmmm so good)

if you like it... by GoodTimesWithScar

or, the "you got so drunk you asked your husband if he was single" trope, but with added mumbo being 100% done with this nonsense.

(how could i not. this fic is so fluffy and amazing and made me laugh so hard)

my ever after / is holding you by LovesickPrince

someone decides kidnapping King Scar’s beloved servant was a good idea. It really wasn’t.

(i think abt this fic at least once a daily. you've probably read it but if you haven't do yourself a favour and do. these IDIOTS i love them so much they're so well done)

This isn't a Love Story by Sleepless_in_Southlands

Grian is a priest of Fate, willing to sacrifice everything to ensure Scar, destined to be his final victim in the arena, doesn't fall in love with him along the way. Unfortunately for him, Scar seems intent on doing just the opposite.

(i talk abt this fic CONSTANTLY literally so bonkers over it i love it im obsessed it's perfect. i love this dynamic this concept this everything. absolute top tier no joke)

pull me from the earth by Niamh (saturniidaemon)

a midnight meeting, flowers, and the complicated nature of love.

(y'all like pain? bc this is fucking pain. literally just beyond wild over this. tread carefully)

wait the worst is yet to come by glossyblue

Grian bounces on the balls of his feet, delighted. “Okay. Okay, okay, so. You need to know how it works, then, don’t you? Kiss me.”

(just found this recently and it has not left the microwave of my brain. last life scar hurts so bad. everything in this fic hurts so bad. i love it)

the synonym of companion by errorryx

fool

mirror

entrapment

partner

(i love playing with words this fic does it so so so well omg. wonderful)

cheers everyone!!! xox rem

#scarian #scarian rec list #hermitshipping #fic rec #i made this while very tired so if i screwed up a link lemme know LMAO

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tonberry-yoda · 10 months

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OMG HIII its saya helicopter anon!

heres another request for crocdad i hope this will be fun for you to write

What if we have caiman as a teen

Who is now shy to express his love like other teens unlike before :')

AYO BRING IN THE SCENARIO

✨kabooms✨

Reader is sad and is experiencing burn out so croc silently tries to comfort her, he is facing the open door from their bedroom and y/n is facing the other side and they are just hugging in silence standing

Awkward teen caiman walks past and sees the whole thing and is concerned for his mom but doesnt know how to help and he was about to sneak away to give them moment, he accidentally held eye contact with his dad

They doing the eyebrow and eye communication yu kno

Croc asks him to stay and comfort his mother andden

Caiman says hell no i can't, ill help you later and was about to walk away when croc goes "CAIMAN?"

Bro dashed away to reply to appear like he wasnt there and was chilling in his room

"YEAH?!"

"GET ME A GLASS OF WATER"

And boom from there croc silently guides caiman to act like a gentleman silently and guides him to comfort y/n

Like get her flowers, hug her, cook her something or something

What a gentlemanman :')

Again, you can take 1% of this idea, maybe it sparked smth or not take this request at all

HAVE A NICE DAYYYY

Just know that Im proud of yu ✨ :)

-🚁

Croc as a Father - Part 8

notes - I AM SO HAPPY THAT I KEEP GETTING THESE! I really love this series and I am so glad that a lot of people really love it too! Helicopter anon, thank you for the amazing idea! I am really glad I am here to write it for you <3 Have a super day and stay hydrated! EDIT: I just finished the fic and this has to be my best one yet! I really need to keep writing this series it is too damn fun! word count - 774 tags - @bari-saxxy

Caiman grew up to be a handsome young man. Dark hair just like his father and eyes just like his mother. But growing up made him harsher too. His goal was to become a warlord, like his father had formally been, so he toughened up a bit. He was tall and skinny, unlike his father, but he dressed just about the same and even slicked back his hair. Rings covered his fingers and through teenage rebellion, he even started smoking cigarettes.

He was a bit more to himself - his only real friend being the bananagator you and your husband had given him for his birthday so many years ago - but he didn't mind because in the end, he was working now and he would always be working to get his goal, no matter what.

None of the changes of your sweet boy bothered you - though you wish he wouldn't smoke in the house so much. But he definitely was his father's son, that was for sure.

What was bothering you, however, was the burnout you had been experiencing lately. Work had really taken a turn for the worse as you and Croc got older and both of you could barely keep up, especially since you were wanted by the Marines. Running and running without a break, you could barely see how your son was doing anymore.

Finally, you had enough.

"Crocodile, I don't want to live like this anymore." you cried, hiccupping on your own tears. You sat on your bed with your face buried in your hands while Crocodile sat on a chair in front of you.

"Darling," he placed his hand on your back and rubbed in circles. "I know you don't. And I don't either, but right now, we don't have a choice."

Caiman was walking past the door to get some breakfast when he heard your sobs coming from the room. He stopped at the door and peeked in. He didn't know what to do. The old Caiman would've immediately ran to your side, but something in him couldn't do that anymore. So he just watched, trying to hide that he was slightly tearing up from hearing you cry. Now that he thought about it, he had never really seen you cry before.

While Crocodile was comforting you, he looked up and made direct eye contact with Caiman, who jumped back a bit. Croc signaled with his eyes for Caiman to come in, but he shook his head.

Before the boy could dash away, Crocodile shouted, "Hey Caiman?!" And smirked.

Caiman ran off and from the other room yelled back, "Yeah?!"

"Could you bring me a glass of cold water please?!"

Caiman groaned under his breath, but reluctantly called back, "Yeah!"

A few minutes later, Caiman came in with a nice glass of cold water and Crocodile pulled up a chair for him. He handed you the water and you thanked him, sniffling.

As you were taking a couple of sips, Crocodile leaned down to Caiman's ear and whispered, "I'm going to clean your mother's work-space so she doesn't feel overloaded. Comfort her, okay?"

"But I don't know how to do that!" he whispered back.

"Make her something to eat. Ask her how she is. You know exactly what to do, Caiman, but you're just too scared to do it. Nothing makes a warlord like a gentleman, okay?"

Caiman just nodded and watched his father walk out of the room. He took a deep breath and ran his hands down his face.

You looked over at your son and went to apologize for crying, but he stopped you.

"What's wrong, mom?" he asked, wrapping a blanket over your shoulders.

"Just a lot going on," you chuckled, wiping your own tears. "Being out on the seas isn't easy."

"Yeah, I know." he laughed.

"Are you sure you're prepared to live like this?" you asked.

"Of course I am. And I am more than willing to help, mom. I don't want you or dad to be stressed out. Just let me know if you need anything. I can't become a warlord without you guys. We're family. I need you."

You teared up. Your son had grown up to be so beautiful.

"Thank you, Caiman." you said, pulling him into your arms.

"Do you want something to eat?" he asked, standing up.

"That sounds wonderful, baby."

He pressed a kiss to your forehead and told you that he loved you all while his father watched with a proud smile through the crack of the door.

You both raised an amazing young man who was bound to do great things, you just knew it.

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deimosphilic · 1 year

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2 - SAVED ME | NEYTIRI TE TSKAHA MO’AT’ITE

summary : after a long time of grieving, you decided to visit your late friend at the tree of souls.

paring : widowed!neytiri x fem!omatikaya!reader

warnings : homosexuals, no jake (sos jake meatriders xx), angst, mentions of death, homosexuals with children

authors note : AHH SUPER DUPER INSECURE AB THIS ONE SO BE NICE!! reblogs r always appreciated. !no use of y/n!

word count : 834

tags : @im-in-a-pansexual-panik @neteyamforlife @ambria

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it had been three moons. three moons since neytiri, and her children had come back. three moons since you found out that jake had returned to eywa.

you couldn't accept it. how could you? he was one of your closest friends. that was until today. you mustered up the courage to go and see him at the vitraya ramunong. it took a lot of convincing from your sa'sem, but you finally did it.

the closer you got, the more anxious you felt. trekking the same path you have since you were a child, the one you knew all too well. moving the same flora out of the way every time. you hated this. as blessed as you were that you could see loved ones that had passed, you hated it. you hated how you could see them for a certain amount of time before they were gone again. jake was gone, and he was not coming back any time soon.

and there you were, stood in front of it — the vitraya ramunong. all you wanted to do was turn back, and run. run far away and escape it all. but, of course, reality slapped you in the face, and told you, in its own way, that you couldn't. so, you took a deep breath, closed your eyes and connected your tswin to the tree. letting yourself be embraced by the great mother.

you opened your eyes to see the forest, as it always had been. without jake, you felt a shift in the atmosphere, but now, something was different. but here, where you knew he was, even breathing became more natural to you, normality was there, once again, even if it was for a moment.

you remembered this. it was the day jake had taught you more about 'rrta — earth, he would call it. you hated that language, the tawtute language. you hated them. 've'kì, is a strong word ‘ite,' your sa'nok would say, but it was true. which was why it surprised you, when you let him in so quickly, too quickly you could say.

"hey, you." his voice snapped you back to reality.

"jake?" you called out to the man standing in front of you. you couldn't believe it. even though you knew you were visiting him, it didn’t seem real.

"who else would it be?" he joked with a stupid, cocky smirk on his face.

you let out a quiet laugh. a laugh of disbelief, a genuine laugh of happiness, and a laugh of sadness. too many emotions coursing through your veins to process anything that was happening around you.

"uh, hello?" jake called your name and waved a hand in front of your face.

"i am sorry." you apologised and looked away, trying to hide the tears that were now pooling in your eyes.

he waved you off, thinking you just had a bad day or something. oh how wrong he was. something about the fact that he didn't know he was dead made goosebumps appear on your skin. but it did comfort you in some way, happy that he didn't have to live for eternity knowing he had passed to save his eldest son, neteyam, and passed to his biggest enemies, sawtute.

at least he died for a good cause, you thought. saving a young boy from death deserved praise, from both the living, and the dead. but jake was also young, him being thirty-two. he was no where near one hundred and eighty.

"what's on your mind?" he asked. his tone shifting from playfulness and confusion, to genuine worry and concern.

"oh- nothing. i have just had a bad day, that is all." you lied. you very obviously couldn't tell him the truth, you'd sound like a mad woman, to him at least. 'oh, i am crying because you are dead and i am visiting you in the afterlife.'

jake would most definitely laugh and think you were merely joking around. he knew of the vitraya ramunong of course, he'd been there himself. but him, jake sully, dead, absolutely not.

"okay then." he laughed and grabbed your hand, guiding you someplace else.

you both ended up at a quiet place in the na'rìng. somewhere where there was no nocturnal animals, somewhere where all you could hear was the wind rustling the flora. it was peaceful, ironic really, given its the afterlife and all.

you both sat down on the small patch of grass that was overlooking the crystal clear lake beneath you. you had been here many times, on your own though, it was your place. so to have someone here with you felt odd, but at least it was someone you trusted, someone you loved.

"you know, as much as i try to forget about my past life on earth, sometimes i have dreams about it, the good parts." he started.

"give me a story." you said. as much as you hated him ever mentioning that place, it'd be good to hear a story or two.

"well..."

TRANSLATIONS

vitraya ramunong = tree of souls

sa'sem = parents

tswin = queue

tawtute = sky people

ve'kì = hate

‘ite = daughter

sa’nok = mother

sawtute = the sky people

na'rìng = forest

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blur0se · 3 months

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Word Tag Game

I was tagged by @coffeebanana the other day and have finally gotten around to doing this! I was given the words breath, help, unfold, smile

Breath: this one I wrote just as a way to deal with a random episode of anxiety I was having so it's super unpolished but maybe one day it'll be reused in a bigger fic that i have rattling around in my skull.

“Are-” she sobbed. “Are you okay?” “Me?” He choked out. “Im the one with a near indestructible super suit.” She lifted a hand to touch the spot of blood on his chest. She almost seemed to breathe easier when she was able to feel that there was no wound.

help: I feel like i have posted quite a few snippets of eyes shut tight chapter 2 vs how much I've actually written but have another one anyway!

“It's nothing that won't heal. I might need a story for why I’m limping though.” Marinette groaned. “I should have been more careful! Maybe if it didn't hurt I could have helped him get out of there before he detransformed!”

Unfold: I had to dig really hard to find this but I finally found something I'm not sure when I'll get back to this one but it's Ladynoir turning an apartment that belonged to emilie into a safe house

Unfolding the piece of paper, his first thought was that her handwriting was cute. It was clear that she had struggled to write properly on his back, so it wasn’t perfect but he could still see the way all of her letters took on a rounded appearance. His second thought was that her handle ‘Ladybirdofcrtn’ wasn’t exactly winning her any points for creativity. “Not your finest work I have to say.” He grinned at her. Ladybug crossed her arms and huffed. “Do you have any idea how many variations of the word ‘Ladybug’ are already taken.”

smile: This one is from the little bit I wrote of the fic where Marinette actually gets akumatized in elation

“Shut up.” She seethed. Her expression was much sharper and angrier than anything he had ever seen on her before as she argued with Monarch. “I know what I’m doing. If you’re so impatient why don’t you come get it yourself!?” Adrien assumed he wasn’t too happy with her for not trying to use those powers on him yet. The outline faded and she smiled at him again.

Thank you so much for the tag! I think these are a lot of fun!! I'm not going to tag anyone though because my brain can't think of words right now hahaha

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overwatchfics · 1 year

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shhh im on anon because im too nervous to not be. anyways! hi there mage, if you recognize this typing style or not, that doesnt matter, i've just come to deliver some good words to you!

i love, and i mean i LOVE your content!! well. the fluff content, at most(nsfw and such else arent my thing is all!!), and you have genuinely no idea how excited i get when your content appears in the tags!! you have such a fun way of writing headcanons as well as you make it unique to yourself, and i think thats awesome!! i love that you put your heart into your content, er, well...i see that you do, and its so nice that you write for the silly people within this fandom!

it sucks that people also are. weird to you and dont follow your rules. thats a load of bullshit. i sincerely apologize that happens to you :(( but you're a trooper as ever and you still manage to be clear with your boundaries. people are just hella stupid

anyways! im closing this off by saying that your (fluff) content has truly brightened my days a lot, and i look forward to what else you put out!! never stop being awesome, you silly goose!

IDK WHO YOU ARE BUT FUCK DUDE THIS MADE ME SO HAPPY TO READ.

I understand NSFW isn't everyone's thing so as much as people want this to be a pure smut blog, I love writing fluff and romantics just as much! I'm glad you enjoy my content otherwise! It warms my heart knowing that I really try to put myself out there in the way I write HCs I try to be goofy make people laugh or just have some random HCs out there to get people super confused like I totally know that Sigma's favorite cereal is captain crunch. I love providing cool content for people, that's how I met a good chunk of my cool mutuals on this site! I play with them sometimes or just chat and tumblr has become a safe place for me socially, I'm so glad to write for my mutuals and my readers especially when I get messages like this in my inbox? I'm so happy people genuinely get gratification from my writing; I want to improve and make it quirky and fun for people to enjoy as time goes on. Thank you so much for the kind message! People who don't want to follow rules clearly don't want me to write for them so now I just delete their requests, but I have made it clear so many times about my rules and req status. I gain most of my inspiration from my other mutuals to write when Kiriko first came out I desperately wanted to write for her and the first writer I interacted with and was the first to write for her was @leorawright (super cool homie check out their stuff so wholesome and good and jsahdfkasjhkljahg just check them out) and I made a blog for OW I was originally just going to make it for kiriko, but their HCs made me want to explore character depth and have fun with the way I see characters. It started with Leora and I've met so many other writers, artists, and readers who have expanded my creative pallet. I wouldn't be writing the stuff I do without all of them. Their own content has brightened my day numerous times so get it fr anon.

KNOW WHAT CALLING OUT THE HOMIES RN

@raihyeon @trcwen @leorawright @syddybus @enforcermoss @moira-mains-go-to-hell @leonhardt-simp @cerezzzita @tonberry-yoda @moicy-madness @yospongebobthisedibleaintshi @legoskii37 @waspsinmyvents (idk if there's actually wasps in her vents, but I am terrified)

I'm very glad to have met and interacted with these people. Their content, words, and feedback are inspiring. Please, if given the chance go check out their works as well! Super damn good, most of them are multifandom so go ahead and check out what fandoms they write for and see if you match up with anything they write! Very friendly and chill community

Anyways on one last parting note, thank you all for continuing to support and enjoy my content, it means quite a lot to me knowing people out there read what I write. Keep kicking ass y'all! Your mage will keep on lifting the pen!

#mage asks

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buck-yyyy · 1 year

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hi yes hello, im back on my bullshit and ready to talk more about mike’s one track mind, as a continuation of this post from last night :)

@magentamee made a really great point in the tags that i kinda want to explore further because i wasn’t thinking about it at all when i first made that post, so here we are :0

[image id: tumblr tags from user magentamee that read, “#this checks out for me…. HM!!!! #mike definitely had a one-track mind #which? also makes st4 super wild bc he has his Objective yet.. hes really thinking about something Else the whole time #mike wheeler analysis” /end id]

this is so interesting to me because his objective in season four SHOULD be to find el- but it’s not?

like, let’s recap the beginning of season 4:

he isn’t focused on finding el at the roller rink- rather, he seems like he’s hyper-aware of what’s going on with will.

he crumples up el’s letter.

he shows no clear interest in going to find el until jonathan suggests that they get a ride from argyle to escape the house and go find her.

the only time that he’s completely focused on el is when they’re fighting about the ILY and when she gets arrested- why isn’t that a continuous theme throughout season four?

later, in the van, his objective should still be to find el. and on the surface, it is! but the fact that he and will have so many heart-to-hearts that are INCREDIBLY coded conversations makes that objective rather iffy.

while those conversations appear to be about el, we know that they’re not, especially from will’s POV. in the junkyard? will isn’t talking about how it’s hard to say ILY, he’s talking about how it’s scary to come out. in the van with the painting? will isn’t talking about el’s feelings, he’s talking about his own.

the fact that mike is so captured by will’s own feelings disguised as understanding of mike and el’s feelings/relationship tells me that his objective ISN’T solely el- it’s will. if they wanted to show mike fully focused on el, on getting her back and on fixing their relationship, they wouldn’t have made these conversations the way they are- because they’re not about el, they’re about will.

so if we’re deeming mike’s season four objective to be will, then why does he respond to will like that in the beginning? why does the monologue happen?

number one: mike is disguising his own objective. it’s a shield, it’s repression, it’s mike pretending that el is his only focus when it’s now become clear that it’s really will. we see that shield start to crack when mike has his outburst at rink-o-mania, about will rolling his eyes and ruining their time together. and yet, mike still tries to keep it up- but it doesn’t work! we see these coded conversations and we’re able to recognize that really, el has nothing to do with it all. it’s all will.

number two: perhaps will isn’t the true objective, maybe he’s just the surface of the underground objective (yes, i know that wording sucks, but i can’t think of a better way to put it). will starts out there season getting ignored by mike, because he’s still stuck in the mindset of conformity. but underneath, he’s clearly struggling with something- something that’s making him want to push away both will and el.

whatever could that be? /sar

in my mind, mike is trying to figure himself out. he’s struggling with his sexuality, he’s struggling with his feelings for will, he’s struggling with his lack of feelings for el. the reason he’s having so much difficulty focusing on both el and will is because that is his objective- the age old question of “why do i feel like this, is there something wrong with me?”

also, a disclaimer, because i feel like my words can easily be misinterpreted: mike still cares deeply about el! he still wants to find her very very badly, because el is in danger and he loves her! but el isn’t his focus (and neither is will!) and he doesn’t love her the way he thinks he should- so he pretends that she’s the focus and that they’re in love.

this post also doesn’t mean that i think he ONLY cares about one person or thing at a time- he cares so deeply about everyone in his life, and i think that’s part of why i love him. it just means that he tends to get tunnel vision on a specific goal.

tldr; mike’s objective this season isn’t the surface interpretation of el, or the slightly deeper interpretation of will. his objective is himself, and figuring out how that relates to will. and that’s why he’s pushing them both away, that’s what makes season four mike so different from season one through three mike- because for once, his objective isn’t a person. it’s not will like seasons one and two, and it’s not el like season three. season four presents mike’s objective as simply, ‘who is mike, and what does that mean?’

*drops mic*

anyways. thoughts?

#i love ending my analysis with ‘anyways. thoughts?’#i feel like it not only opens the possibility of discussion #but it also allows for people to point out things they disagree with #and i LOVE ‘intellectual’ conversation like that #tell me how you disagree! tell me how you agree! be open to friendly debate! YAYYYY!!!!!#(but if you’re not here to have a discussion and just want to say that i’m wrong please make your own post)#anyways i’m really happy with this #stranger things #byler #mike wheeler #stranger things analysis #mike wheeler analysis

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hi there! i'd like to make a request for my fav train boy enmu, he doesnt get enough attention imho and i feel like your blog is the perfect place for this! (ps. i love your blog!! x3)

so i was thinking: he and his female s/o (who is a demon) go to the infinity castle for some errands and there they meet douma. douma saw them hand in hand and heard enmu shower his s/o with compliments, so he starts teasing them like "aww look at you two, youre so cute together" and other similar things. this gets on enmus nerves a bit but he doesnt say anything because douma is his superior and he doesnt want to get in trouble. but then douma steps closer to the s/o and starts to compliment her appearance and everything, kinda flirting with her, but he was still doing that just to make enmu more mad. at this point enmu is really angry at douma (despite trying to keep a normal expression on his face) so he grabs his s/os hand and announces that they had to leave. douma ofc laughs at this behind his handfan like "aww did poor enmu get jealous? don't worry little moon, im not going to steal your precious girlfriend from you" which makes enmu even more mad and he leads you away while douma keeps laughing. when he and his s/o are back at their house, she sees that enmu is still a bit nervous because of what happened so she decides to cheer him up with cuddles and kisses! then from here you can make it as fluffy and as lovey dovey as possible! >w<

im super sorry for the long description, i didnt think it would be this much whoopsie ^^'' but thanks a lot in advance if you find the time to write this and I hope you have a wonderful day!

Ofc! I’m glad you like my blog!

I am a huge simp for Enmu I love him so much lmao-

Enjoy!

Jealousy

You and Enmu were currently walking around the endless halls of the Infinity Castle. Enmu had just finished a mission and reported back to Muzan on his success. You wanted to tag along too so he brought you with him. Muzan didn't care since Enmu got the job done, but if he didn't that would be a different story.

Enmu suggested that you would take a little stroll before you guys left and you agreed. You both were holding hands as you walked and talked about random things.

“It’s really strange here. One minute your upside down, the next your walking sideways!” Y/n exclaimed, looking around the maze of rooms.

Enmu chuckled at your amazement.

“Indeed my sweet y/n. It’s almost hard to believe that this entire place was build by our own Lord Muzan.” Enmu replied.

“Is this place underground or something?” you asked Enmu.

Enmu thought for a moment before cracking a smile.

“I. I honestly couldn’t tell you. It’s...complicated to say where the exact location is.” he replied smiling towards you.

As you guys were walking, you noticed on how Enmu kept sneaking little glances at your face. you ignored it at first but now you were wondering what the heck he was looking at.

“What is it? Do I have something on my face?” you asked him, feeling your cheeks for anything on them.

Enmu giggled at you actions.

“There’s nothing on you face I can assure you that!” Enmu laughed.

“Then what is it?” you asked, playfully crossing your arms.

“Can’t I look at my beautiful lady without her being suspicious?” Enmu giggled, placing a hand on your head.

You got flustered at his word and your face was redder than the tips on his hair. He took this opportunity to tease the ever loving shit out of you.

“Aww, Is my y/n turning red?~ I must say it’s a lovely shade that suit you.” He teased, getting very close to your face.

You covered your flustered face with one hand and tried to push his away with the other.

“Your making me blush too much!” you whined at him.

He giggled and took you hand that was pushing him away into his, locking your fingers together and giving your hand a gentle kiss. You felt like you were going to melt away into a puddle.

“Ooo, whats going on over here?~” A voice called out from right behind you two. You look back and was met with beautiful rainbow eyes, that gave away who it was.

“Hello Douma.” Enmu greeted.

“Hello! What are you two lovebirds up to today?” Douma asked, fanning himself.

“We were just going for a walk before we left.” you replied, slowly inching to Enmu’s side.

“Aww how cute! You two look very cute together.” Douma complemented.

“Thank you.” you shyly replied.

“Anytime! I’ts not much I get to see one of my fellow moons with a lovely lady walking around.” Douma replied, getting closer to you two.

You didn’t know what was happening or what to say so your mouth hung open a little as you scrambled to say something. Luckily, Enmu saw your reaction and stepped in.

“Indeed not many of us moons have a partner of our own.” he replied.

“Indeed Indeed. Say, your lady is really pretty Enmu! She’s got really nice eyes that go with her h/c hair.” Douma complimented, leaning down and getting close in your face.

“Thank you.” you quietly replied, face turning red from how close he was and his compliment.

“Aww, are you shy? You look cute when your shy~” Douma teased even more.

You were too embarrassed to look at Douma. He was a way higher rank than you and yet he kept teasing you and making you embarrassed. Your eyes darted towards Enmu, hoping he would have a solution. Enmu was standing there, acting like he was fine, but you knew in his mind he was thinking of multiple ways to end Douma’s “life”.

I didn’t know Enmu could get jealous.

“All quiet now? Whats wrong? I want to see another smile on your cute little face Douma teased yet again.

This pushed Enmu to the edge. He grabbed your hand and pulled you towards him.

“I think me and y/n are going to take our leave now. She’s had a long day and we’ve been here awhile.” Enmu tried to get you two out of the situation.

“What?! Already?? We were just starting a conversation.” Douma replied.

“Yes well, we should head out before the sun come up.” Enmu said, trying to walk away.

Douma stood there for a moment before he realised what was going on with Enmu. He let out a laugh behind one of his fan and wrapped his other arm around Enmu’s shoulders.

“Aww, did poor Enmu get jealous? Don’t worry little moon! I won’t steal your cute girlfriend from you.~” Douma laughed.

Enmu slipped from Douma’s arm and grabbed y/n’s hand once again and walked away. You looked back and saw Douma waving good-bye to the both of you. You gave a small wave back and continued walking with Enmu.

After walking away from Douma and making sure the both of you were out of sight from him, Enmu called for Nakime to teleport you guys back to the house you stayed during the day.

The floor opened beneath you and you both fell into it and landed on the floor of the main room # your house. You thanked her and waved good-bye to Nakime before she closed the portal door.

You look over to Enmu, who was standing beside you still, and saw that his face was a little bit calmer than it was when you were talking with Douma. You also noticed now on how tigthly he was holding your hand. It’s wasn’t hurting you but it definitely looked like your circulation was cut off from your hand.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you jealous.” You teased him with a smile.

He turned his head towards you.

“I wasn’t THAT jealous.” He tried and defended.

“Mhm, okay. Says the one who dragged me out there.” You teased.

He just gave you a look on his face showed a mixture of disappointment with a smile.

“I could tell that you were getting a little uncomfortable too y know.” He said, letting go of your hand and taking off his black coat. He was wearing a white t-shirt underneath that was tucked into his pants and overalls that sat tightly around his shoulders.

“I just don’t do good with compliments. You see how red my face gets!” You defended playfully, sitting down on the couch.

Enmu just gave you a smile and began to pace around the room. You noticed this and knew exactly what he wanted. Every time he paced around, he would wait for you to invite him to join you on the couch, or wherever you were, for a good old cuddle session. You sighed and stretched out your arms to him.

“Fine, cm’here. I made you jealous so I’ll make up for it with as many cuddles and kisses you want.” You invited.

Enmu gladly accepted you invitation and practically fell into your arms. He laid his head on your chest and wrapped his arms around your waist tight enough so you couldn’t leave. You giggled at this and started to stroke your fingers through his hair. He gave a bigger smile and melted more into your arms.

“It’s not your fault. Douma is just so comfortable around everyone.” He mumbled, your relaxing touches almost sending him to sleep.

“Yeah. I can tell.” You giggled and Enmu giggled with you.

You leaned forward to give Enmu a small peck on his cheek and leaned back. He lifted his head up towards you and stared into your eyes.

“What?” You questioned.

“If that’s your apology kiss, your going to have to try harder my dear.” He teased.

“Oh yeah? What’s an acceptable apology kiss then?” You playfully flirted.

“This.”

Before you could even react, Enmu flipped you over so that you were laying on top of his chest, and pulled you into a sloppy yet romantic kiss. You were shocked at first but kissed him back neither less. After a minute, you pulled away and Enmu giggled.

“There. That can be your apology.” He playfully responded, hugging you tighter to his chest.

You closed you eyes and relaxed into his chest. The smell of lavender and metal from the train, with a tiny faint smell of blood, was calming and made you feel secure and safe. You closed your eyes and relaxed more.

“Done.” You replied.

Enmu smiled once more before giving you a few more kisses on you cheeks, forehead and nose. You blushed and hid your face in his chest more, making him let out a giggle.

He pulled a blanket over the both of you and decided to relax with you. The rest of the day was spent with you two cuddling the day away without a worry in the world.

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#kny #kny x you #kny x reader #enmu x you #kny enmu #demon slayer enmu #enmu x reader #enmu x y/n #enmu

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inkwell-intermission · 1 year

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//caps, silliness

I saved the reblog in the drafts for now bc I got insecure about my tags and decided to leave them for later anyway I think I'll now send an ask too

I love your ref and your headcanons so much

YOUR SCOFF HAS A BAD KNEE AND USES A CANE. MY SCOUT HAS BAD KNEES AND USES A CANE (bc I've got bad knees and use a cane and SS is my blorbo).

Your Scoff. My Scout. CANE FIGHT. Deadeye and Innovator are facepalming x4 combo in the background. Demo is asking Brawler if there's a fourth cane user around because he wants to canefight too. Scout probably loses, not because Scoff has shadow magic but because Scoff's got one bad knee and Scout's got both.

3. Am I taking it correctly that in your mobswitch TS are "still" Prospitians and MC are still Dersites? Yay!!!!!!!!!! (If I'm being mistaken please don't think I'm fuck I can't pick a good word let's say judging for now you for it)

Thank you!!!!!

That would be great and accurate, Delinquent might simply try to remove a cane-shaped object from the ground and use that instead, making the fight much higher stakes if one is bludgeoned with half a lamppost lmaoo. Scoff walks with and without his cane often but usually carries it as an accessory when he isn't, it would be better for his overall health if he used it all the time, but he obviously can't walk on it when he's currently hitting people with it, and sometimes goes without for appearances sake or convenience- he's very worried about appearances and sometimes worries he'll be seen as weaker for walking with the cane, but the concern is kinda misplaced considering he can just like. beat someone to death with it if they don't take him seriously. But hes so anxious about it that even that logic doesn't help

Yes!!!! I think some people make them switch planets, which seems.... weird to me. Lik it feels kind of unnecessary and arbitrary to me, and I think it's a lot more interesting to figure out how slight changes of events would have drastically changed their personal trajectories than to just. Make a change like that. I also personally think its a bit flattening, like Prospitan good guys and Dersite bad guys. That's just not the case, definitely if you consider WV, AR, and PM, who are all of similar alignment and come from different planets. I also just like exploring how Prospit isn't all that great after all- for example, I don't think they take prisoners of war- it's usually interrogations followed by executions. Which makes sense to me from a gameplay standpoint- If your comrade as a player is captured by the enemy, it would feel unfair if they just killed them immediately- you should get a chance to rescue them. But the bad guys don't need to be afforded such a luxury- you get the information out of the spies you catch, and then get rid of them. It may seem to players that this means prison, but behind the scenes I think Prospitans can be fairly ruthless as a war force, because they're so serious about helping the players and ensuring the frog's creation, while i think Derse kind of knows the field of play is unequal, and has a slightly looser strictness in terms of allowing silly bullshit all the way up the chain. They play the villains, and definitely know it, so they have a bit of fun with it. Prospitans play to *win*, which is one reason why they'd take horrorterrors so seriously as a risk that cannot be allowed to propagate on their planet, y'know? I really like exploring Derse and Prospit in general, mobswitch is a fun way to do that, my Innovator and Scoff especially have some stuff from there that haunts them. tldr i think the Prospit/Derse switch is arbitrary and misplaced, maybe theres a way to do it well but its just not my style to make decisions like that for no substantial reason this response is a little long and im sorry for that but i really appreciate the chance to talk more about these guys! I made another post with more fun facts about Scoff here also in case you wanted to peep the horror, i super appreciate your ask and hope this isnt too long to read

#it got long but #i really like answering asks like these #<:D #hs intermission #problem sleuth #peccant scofflaw #headcanons #twilight scoundrels #tags for sorting and searching purposes usually if thats not clear i like to be organized #long post #wont put a keep reading on this one though

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femperials · 2 years

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did dynasty elaborately use their last gay character standing being biphobic as an allegory for how demanding and ungrateful they believe their gay audience is? is this just another piece in a long-term pattern from dynasty to get back at their lgbt audience? am i giving them too much credit by thinking they’re smart enough to be that evil? let’s discuss.

(this post will contain un-tagged talk about biphobia within the lgbt community as well as community infighting in online queer spaces. it’s pride month! if talking about those topics is going to (reasonably) bum you out, please skip this post at least for now!)

this is the most negative thing i have ever written about dynasty and will likely be the ONLY post of its kind that i ever write. it’s impossible not to talk about the writing, cast, crew, etc of this show and be 100% just about the plots because there will often be overlap in terms of the how and the why of it. this will be the only post that i put here that focuses on critiquing the overall running of dynasty’s production and patterns of poor decision making over the course of the past five years. as i say on all of my fandom social media, often, i have overwhelmingly positive feelings about dynasty and find heavy comfort in it. if i want to write 4.1k words about something about it that has always felt a little ‘off’, im gna do that. :)

back during the final stretch of season 4, i distinctly remember talking with some friends about our feelings towards the show (as we often do) and while i'm possibly the least jaded in both my circle of friends and my online circles of other dynasty viewers, i do have some lines that i would absolutely drop the show like a hot pan for.

they're SUPER distinct and clear lines that are less personally-triggering and moreso things that would feel distinctly like the writers either a) were intentionally trying to hurt certain demographics of their audience or, possibly just as bad, b) were genuinely too out of touch to realize the ramifications of. dynasty features plenty content that i find triggering on a personal level but as a general rule, i know that there is a separation between things that upset me individually and things that are related to doing more serious damage. sometimes these things overlap (an example, which i'll obviously be talking about liberally in this post, being homophobia, biphobia, transphobia, etc). so, while i have certain things that i wince away from every time dynasty shoves at us - looking at you, the beaten-to-death horse known as 'people being drugged against their will as a comedy trope' - i put up with it.

as a sidenote, i think that the twitter timeline during episode 5.15 was a really great example of what sorts of buttons people won't allow others to push. the biphobic comment in the episode was hurtful enough for bisexual people to have to hear at all, but on top of that, the who - what - where of it all was even more insidious than it may have seemed on a surface level to people who saw their mutuals talking about it without being part of the dynasty sphere.

in 4.15, we were introduced to eva. she was cute, she was fun, she was there to be fallon's new assistant (funnily enough, the replacement for allison - the only canonically wlw character at the time since amanda wouldn't appear until the following episode), and then of course, to be a foil for falliam. the concept of there being any credible foil to falliam was ALREADY laughable at this point. i'm not even going to bother touching on how deeply predictable and boring the very concept of the writers thinking any of us truly believe they would do anything interesting or dangerous with them. i was bopping along in season 4, minding my business, discussing my theories with my friends and other people online and hehe-ing about how boring the eva-likes-liam thing was when i woke up in a cold sweat one night with a horrifying thought: what if the writers shake things up for fucking once in terms of falliam? what if this won't be their 500th predictable stupid storyline? what if eva is going to try to break up falliam because she likes fallon and not liam?

it turns out i was giving them too much credit in that department, so i lived to keep watching the show another day. that had been my own paranoid theory that i immediately jumped into the groupchat with to say ‘ok i found it, i found what i would stop watching dynasty for’. they were already pushing the stalking angle with eva and fallon’s previous stalker had been the only east asian representation on dynasty ever. if they said ‘ok lets do that storyline again but with a creepy predatory GIRL KISSER’ i think i would have had to tap out.

another sidenote - i love hearing about people’s ‘what i would stop watching dynasty for’ moments. everyone’s different thoughts are so different and every time someone has told me one of theirs its usually something i didn’t even consider, but realized their fear of it happening was definitely still rooted in logic based on the way certain storylines go in this show.

dynasty's relationship with its lgbt audience has always been shaky at best and borderline emotional terrorism at its worst. from the outright refusal for a wlw character (which even then, was still a bit of a 'gotcha' at the audience) until its final stretch despite long ago having shifted from a series about the scandals of business with social and emotional stories woven in to a nearly sitcom-esque y.a. romance, or the fact that sammy jo is literally the last gay standing, the lgbt viewers have long resigned to a state of refusing to expect anything and shitposting about it for fun to keep things light. it's a cw show. plenty of the audience for dynasty - cishet AND lgbt - have experienced them before. for the lgbt audience, we're all seasoned veterans when it comes to navigating passive-aggressive feedback from the production teams and sometimes even cast members, not to mention the blatant and aggressive homophobia from other fans who don't fit into the same minority groups that a lot of us do and have no lived experience to draw any empathy from.

i think a lot of writers for television - a lot of which are specific to the cw though if i were to start naming examples from their recent catalogue, i would be here all day - learned fairly early on that blatant homophobia causes outrage which obviously causes buzz. this makes for great television writing because it very much gives the straight audience something to be surprised by and interested in. often the best of the self-proclaimed straight allies often for some reason love to see an act of homophobia and yell "i am NOT like that, by the way!" without doing much else, but it makes them feel good at the end of the day nonetheless. they get to think about the hardships that lgbt people face for a few minutes, go "oh jeez, how awful" which obviously makes them incredible people and there you have it. this is great news for television writers, as being the writer puts you in a position to 'make up a guy and then get mad at him' (for the record, this is bad when people do it random political discourse, not in television for the most part. 'make up a guy and ___' is sort of the basis of writing, that isn't the issue here). the thing is, those scenes where lgbt people face discrimination are not 'feel good' moments for the lgbt audience, usually. just like in real life, the other shoe dropping where the writers add in a little "and then the homophobe gets his just desserts" doesn't really heal the shock or hurt for anyone except their straight audience. when i get yelled at or threatened in public and a well-meaning ally steps up and tells the person harassing me to go fuck themselves, i still just experienced being harassed. i may be thankful to the person who used their power to help me, but i still was, for a moment, in a position where i needed help.

homophobia exists, obviously, and shows set in the real world will obviously have moments where it is appropriate to weave it into the story. no one is arguing this much. the issue is that certain shows, and dynasty is not the only show that deserves this critique, will not have any real intention to dedicate time or care to this issue. i've spoken a lot about how i prefer that the newer seasons of dynasty stop trying when it comes to touching on serious issues because their track record of trying to do things tactfully hasn't been good since season 1.

the other side of this blade is that we've now experienced two instances of anti-lgbt rhetoric from within canon, and both times it has been from lgbt characters.

in season 2, we had beto - cristal's brother who is aggressively homophobic specifically towards sam but plot twist! it was because he was into sam and was just shamefully closeted all along. audiences pushed back HARD against that across social media and explained why the rhetoric that lgbt people are really our own worst enemies was so dangerous - the cast or crew obviously didn't comment, which they generally don't so that wasn't strange - but the cishet audience did make sure to put on their best meat-gargling britches and let the lgbt audience know that if we were so unhappy with what we got, we could go watch something else and leave them alone.

in season 5, we got the pride party episode. i call it the pride party episode because while the actual pride party took up maybe about 8 total minutes of screen time, it was what the cast and crew posted the majority of their behind the scenes content from and it was obviously meant to be the draw as it did air during pride month. for those who haven't watched yet or have been scouring for spoilers after seeing the tweets and different social media posts talking about it, here's your context:

sam begins to feel like he's an irrelevant gay in atlanta so he enlists the help of kirby and culhane to throw the biggest pride party of the weekend and get his status back. kirby and culhane put together a big party but same is unhappy with it (in their defense, his 'theme' was call me by your name / twink / leather daddy realness. with a drag performance. i think that since THAT was such a word salad of gay terminology that make no cohesive sense together, they just assumed he didn't know what he was talking about and was going to be cool with rainbow streamers and edm). he blows up and refers to culhane as a 'bad ally' and calls kirby 'just gay whenever it's convenient' - both comments he later apologizes for in the same breath because they were OBVIOUSLY on the same level of offensive (he also, at one earlier point, refers to them as allies together and while i don't know if it was intentional or not, it kind of felt more like a writers flub moreso than a dig at kirby but i could be wrong. kirby was sam's token straight for so long that it might just be muscle memory). he gets a quick pep talk from angeria paris vanmichaels and admits that he was actually just insecure about his gayness.

i've already said that it's harmful for straight people (though gay people also parrot this rhetoric too sometimes) to either make jokes about or outright seriously claim that people who perpetuate the most homophobia are insecure or closeted gay people. add on top of that that dynasty has now TWICE ‘addressed’ homo/bi/transphobia and both times have been by lgbt characters. i’m also in the conspiracy-theory camp of believing that fanworks for dynasty have, in the past, influenced the direction of the show or inspired plots and tropes used, and while kirby anders was always an icon for the wlw audience since before she was even introduced, fanworks that featured fan-interpretations of her as a wlw character often weren’t shy about talking about the implications that that would have if it were to fit into the canon of the show. some headcanons and fan-created works became common use among the wlw fandom and while they had no basis in canon they were considered ‘canon’ in the fan-verse where kirby was wlw - all of this pre-wlw-canon kirby, of course. a personal favorite in a lot of wlw fanworks for dynasty was the concept that alexis carrington, historically not a homophobe, would be perfectly okay with her daughter (either or, depending on your persuasion) dating another woman - but NEVER if it were kirby, turning the homophobic character trope on its head.

what distinctly stood out to me once the smoke cleared from hearing the most wattpad-villain-esque overused line of biphobia from, again, the ONLY remaining gay man on the show, was exactly why sam saying it was so much more unsettling than just your run of the mill ‘homophobes are just mean gays’ tropery. earlier when i mentioned that the lgbt audience of dynasty tend to approach things in a sort of resigned way, i probably should have clarified that ‘expects nothing good’ comes in a wide range of flavours, spanning from ‘cautious but refusing to be hopeful’ (shoutout to kamanda nation) all the way to ‘blatantly giggling at all of the cw’s attempts to garner interest’. my dynasty twitter timeline and groupchats leading up to ‘the pride party episode’ since it was announced were a constant stream of shitposting and sarcastic claims that it would be a trainwreck that everyone was deeply excited to watch happen (“the cw is kicking the air right now demanding to know why they still aren’t allowed to say the f slur after putting a rainbow border on their page”).

there are plenty of common biphobic talking points. like every single group within the lgbt community, lack of understanding or empathy for one another who have different experiences than we do can cause ignorance and hurt. in my personal opinion, ‘queer discourse’, as its often all lumped together as, can do its part to help us educate one another on our own unique histories and experiences while it can also be a jumping-off point for hatred and circular, senseless arguing. also in my personal opinion, when it comes to queer discourse, or more often than not, community infighting, it should be entirely left up to those groups involved. i will listen to and value the opinion of someone that disagrees with me (to a reasonable extent, obviously) who i share a space with over the opinion of someone who agrees with me but has no idea what they’re talking about. for this reason, i obviously do not care about cishet opinions on queer issues. the internet evolves and expands incredibly quickly. online queer discourse used to be mainly reserved for deep tumblr: sideblogs and instant messages and google docs with links to talking points and sources in case one was ever backed into a corner in an argument. now, queer discourse has become such a massive part of the average twitter experience (not to mention tiktok) that its caught the attention of cishet people in a very strange way. not only have people with zero lived experience began to pay attention to what inter-community issues that the lgbt community are discussing, they’ve also pushed themselves into the discussions.

it's not difficult at all, nowadays, for any straight television writer with a twitter account to not only a) find an lgbt issue to exploit clumsily for a quick plot or b) find an lgbt issue to exploit to have their audience do the fighting for them. a personal favorite example of mine is 7-season CW hatecrime The 100. their mistreatment of lesbian character lexa and wildly archaic use of the dead lesbian trope (which, while overlapping often, is not to be confused with the bury your gays trope) upset audiences on a catastrophic level. the interesting part, though, was that the bisexual female lead would go on to endgame with the male cishet lead in the wake of the death of her lesbian love interest. this was obviously upsetting to the lesbian audience for the obvious reasons that being brutally killed off (in a very specific way, too, which is worth looking up if you’re interested in queer fandom history) in order to make room for another m/f relationship. however, any lgbt person who has spent more than a few minutes in literally any queer discourse space online would be privy to the fact that lesbians and bisexual women can sometimes carry a certain tension when it comes to discussions about validity. this is not a queer discourse blog and i’m not going to delve into the talking points surrounding this, but it is important for me to point out that those talks DO take place in a lot of queer online spaces, and since online fandom is often a relatively queer space itself, the discussions do bleed together sometimes. that’s why it was so genius (in a sociopathic sort of way) for the cast, crew, and writer’s room of the 100 to listen to the lesbians crying about the representation being yanked out from under them and go “you hear that, bisexual audience? the lesbians are mad because YOU aren’t gay enough for them on this show.”

i didn’t watch the 100. i was about to start it the week that they killed off lexa which i personally think was one of the top 10 bullets dodged in history. but EVERYONE in online fandom spaces, myself included, knows what happened and experienced it in some regard. the 100 became a piece of history for the resulting terrible pr that they got for the writing choice as well as their unprofessional and batshit insane handling of the aftermath. the cw to this day has never made a mistake so serious again but the lasting effects of pitting one’s lgbt audience against each other to avoid accountability has never left, and the cw specifically is famous for its use of audience infighting to avoid effort and quality when it comes to lgbt storylines. sam’s biphobic comment hit hard in that way, because the writers got to throw that in and step back and go “whoa now hey it wasn’t us! it was the gay guy. obviously!”

and his phrasing, “gay when its convenient” - while also not an uncommon biphobic soundbite - was hilariously something that dynasty’s lgbt audience have been saying for years. after steammy was wiped off the map as a couple and sam was written into a few forgettable guy of the month romances with minimal screentime to keep cashing in one being able to put SOMETHING in the ‘we promise we have diversity’ montages that the cw keeps getting fucking clowned for posting (seriously, why do they keep posting those ads? i have NEVER seen a healthy comment section under one of them) they finally seemed to find their footing to utilize rafael de la fuente’s talent in a meaningful way. his drama work is unreal. he manages to hit his comedy beats even when the writing is clearly below him and elevates it every time. this of course had to come at the cost of dropping a lot of the romance from his storyline which would be perfectly fine - perhaps even welcome especially in these later seasons - were he not the only opportunity for the mlm audience to have someone they can relate to.

dynasty’s cishet audience commenting about how the moment amanda was canonized as wlw that it was ‘too soon’ to start putting her into relationships was the usual level of tone-deaf and blatantly un-self-aware that lgbt audiences have been putting up with since the dawn of time.

‘gay when its convenient’ has been something that the lgbt audiences have been accusing dynasty of since the first season came and went without a hint of fallon carrington looking twice at a girl, after liz gillies said that she could definitely see fallon as a bisexual woman. dynasty's answer to lgbt people asking for representation - PROPER representation - has always been met with either crumbs (rip allison!) or a sort of weird derisive 'here's what we have for you - YOU are actually VERY stupid for thinking we wouldn't give it to you and i think that says more about how miserable you all are than it does about us as a television show' vibe. fallon's offhanded comment about 'having always had a thing for princess frostine' in 2.12 was not a 'win' for bisexual representation, either. at the time, it almost felt like a smug little slap in the face to the people who were flooding online anonymous forums to scream and cry "STOP saying fallon likes girls" at the wlw audience. rewatching it even a day later felt like a slap in the face to the lgbt audience who claimed that the show didn't have enough queer characters. the line meant nothing and went no where - it was just a reminder that "she's right HERE you blind idiots, stop asking us for more gay women".

pre-kamanda, dynasty consistently told us that we had all of the representation we needed. we have a gay guy who pops in to say random gay-isms (who was once a success story about an undocumented immigrant from an abusive household that struggled and cheated and did what he could to survive among billionaires) once or twice per episode, and we have fallon, who sometimes slaps women on the ass as they walk by, or whatever. the lgbt audience came up with our own ships and our own silly in-universe ideas to keep us busy while we sat through whatever new trope the writers wanted to half-ass with falliam for the majority of the episode. and, since we thought, only having historical patterns to base our expectations on, that we were never going to get anything, we let our own fan-canon and faux-theories get wilder and sillier despite the usual obstacles whether that was the writers making them moot with canon on accident or the literal cast of the show mocking us publicly based on their own misunderstanding of the concepts at hand (as an aside: cast and crew’s of shows and movies interacting with fanworks is not only their given right but also often very welcome. that being said, at the end of the day it was never for them, though that is a topic for another day).

kamanda was not only a breath of fresh air in terms of finally having something a little more lighthearted and fun without feeling like a waste of time to focus on, but it brought back audience that had long-since jumped ship (often around early to mid season 4).

even then, there was something sort of ‘off’ about the whole feeling. these aren’t my personal opinions because i didn’t see amanda’s introduction, kirby’s wlw canonization, or kamanda in general anything other than an (embarrassingly fucking late) agreement to finally give the wlw audience what we’ve been asking for for the last five years: real (fictional) women in a real (fictional) relationship, a privilege granted to literally everyone else on the show since the very beginning, in a show that had increasingly dropped most of its plotting to focus solely on romance and interpersonal relationships. i did however see static and enter discussions about the a) aggressive cancellation season last-ditch attempt to be relatable and b) a redirect of the wlw audience’s attention away from firby - arguably the most popular dynasty ship behind falliam, pre-kamanda. i’m literally still in the middle of a giant unhinged post about the history of firby fandom and its eventual replacement by kamanda so i’m not going to go into a lot of detail about it here. the main takeaway there is that the way in which dynasty hands us our representation often feels like we’re supposed to feel bad about it once we get it. not in the ‘here’s representation but they’re BAD’ way, but in a ‘how dare you have ever doubted us, why are you even here if you’re so angry with us’ sort of way. i would consider that my own paranoia and overthinking and just assuming that i’m feeling sorry for myself had i not realized across multiple platforms how widespread that weird ‘guilty’ feeling is when it comes to being lgbt in dynasty fandom.

the biphobia is the core issue at hand - full stop. bisexual audiences did not need to hear something like that and especially not coming from a show that consistently backs out of touching on real-world issues by claiming that the show is meant to be an escape and therefore wouldn't be fair to the audience. the bisexual audience do not qualify for such escapism.

however what this obnoxiously long rant of a post is also poking at is that sam's biphobic comment not only shocked and hurt the bisexual audience but it added to an overarching message that the lgbt audience have been having yelled at us by dynasty for the past five years, usually RIGHT whenever we feel comfortable and safe, and that's that sure, this show is going to upset us sometimes but that's the real world, and symbolically, we really only have ourselves to blame.

#dynasty #fallon carrington #kirby anders #amanda carrington #sammy jo carrington #long #515

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shokoraa · 2 years

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Way Down We Go

By: Monkeygirl77

Summary: Tsukuachi shakes his head. “You’re going to eat those words.” He turns back to the boy in the interrogation room. “How long as he been here?” At least, at this question, All Might has the decency to appear at least a bit ashamed. “Nearly twenty hours.” “You’ve been interrogating a minor for nearly twenty hours!” He can’t help but raise his voice, and skillfully ignores the eyes that turn to him from behind, staring at the two heroes in horror. “We’ll all be lucky if he doesn’t slaughter us for what’s been done to his boy!” The human lie detector jabs a finger in Erasureheads chest. “Prepare to start eating your words.” And turns to open the door to the interrogation room, he’s just got one question, one question to clear this all up, before he brings in their inevitable downfall.

Status: Incomplete Updated: Feb. 12, 2021

Words: 14,664 Chapters: 3/?? Language: English

Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category: Gen

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Shinsou Hitoshi, Todoroki Shouto, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Tsukauchi Naomasa, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Takami Keigo | Hawks

Relationship: Midoriya Izuku & Takami Keigo | Hawks, Shinsou Hitoshi & Takami Keigo | Hawks, Takami Keigo | Hawks & Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi, Midoriya Izuku & Todoroki Shouto, Shinsou Hitoshi & Todoroki Shouto, Hero Public Safety Commission & Takami Keigo | Hawks, Hero Public Safety Commission & Midoriya Izuku

Additional Tag: I know, I'm Sorry, I've noticed that everyones probs super ooc, its a problem i have, im sorry, Please Forgive me, but - Freeform, anyway, tagging, New Public Hero Safety Commission, What I mean, they got restaffed, the new regime are not assholes, and to compensate for what the last one did to Hawks, they basically do what ever he wants them too, he's literally the most dangerous hero in the game, Suspected Traitor Midoriya Izuku, Someone bruised the baby bird, Hawks is PISSED, Sarcastic Midoriya Izuku, Sarcastic Todoroki Shouto, Sarcastic Shinsou Hitoshi, Midoriya Izuku has a potty mouth, let the broccoli boy cuss, Tsukauchi knows whats up, don't piss off Hawks, He will rain hellfire down on you, Midoriya Izuku is a child of Chaos, Adopted Midoriya Izuku, Adopted Shinsou Hitoshi, Adopted Todoroki Shouto, Sort Of, thats a work in progress, Hawks wants to know why he keeps attracting delinquent heroes in training, Everyone agrees, it's because he fed them, dont feed the animals, theyll always come back for more, Abused Shinsou Hitoshi, Parental Takami Keigo | Hawks, Bird Documentary watching, as Izuku says, pun fucking intended, Izuku has a hitlist, Endeavor is on it, Concerning but not surprising, Midoriya Izuku is a Little Shit, Shinsou Hitoshi is a Little Shit, Todoroki Shouto is a Little Shit, Hawks loves them anyways, Sometimes he questions as to why he does, but he loves them, Yagi Toshinori | All Might Bashing, Yagi Toshinori | All Might Being an Asshole, Quirkless Midoriya Izuku, Quirkless Discrimination (My Hero Academia)

#ao3 #mha fanfic #hawks #deku #midoriya izuku #shinsou hitoshi #shinso hitoshi #shoto #todoroki shoto #todoroki shouto

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HOWDY TIFF I ADORE YOU✨🧡!!!! Please know my DMs are always open to you, I also hope you're doing well✨🧡🥺!!!! I wanted to also thank you for your sweet words on my Texiarty art, I laughed reading your tags about the monarchy you're so valid actually?? The only kingdom Jim and I care to rule is the one existing inside our home 👉🏽👈🏽

I wanted to also come ask!!!! Can you 👁️👁️ walk me through first kiss ideas between you and Ford vs you and Stan???? I'd love to hear about it, I think first kisses are so precious and know that there's so much potential regarding your ship with both brothers :3c

Sunny @tex-treasures

SUNNY WAAAAAA AND SAME TO U MY FRIEND plz know u can dm me anytime u wanna as well!!! 🥺

(and yknow what that’s perfectly valid ur kingdom is ur home and I bet it’s a lovely one at that)

HOOOOOO FIRST KISSES (slams fists on table continuously) MY JAM!!!! Ur so right the POTENTIAL!!!! the FLAVOURS!!!!! first kisses are very precious, and honestly it’s hard to figure out what wld be The First Kiss yknow? cuz u cld go so many ways…….. but here’s what i got hehhehe

Ford

we’d both be super shy abt it i just KNOW IT

ford wld try to initiate first, but chicken out at the last second. i feel like he’d overthink it and believe he’s moving too fast, so he quickly makes an excuse and leaves

he’s be up all night thinking abt how to go abt it, pouring thru any romance novels and dating guides he can get his hands on. he’d lose sleep cuz he can’t figure out when the right time is!

he thinks I don’t notice his attempts but I do, and I patiently wait at first.

eventually it gets too much to bear. like one day ford could be explaining something to me

“any questions?” “yeah i got one.” “yes?” “do you plan on kissing me ever???”

bewildered he’s like “wait you’ve been noticing my attempts this whole time?? why didn’t you do anything abt it??” “idk i wanted to see how long it took. and it’s not like i knew how to go abt it either. i never kissed before!” he chuckles at this and says “well that makes two of us. why don’t we figure it out together?”

so it happens. i close my eyes and he cups my face, stroking my cheek with his thumb. it’s subtle but I can hear his breathing, and I can tell he’s stalling a little bit. he leans it quick, and the kiss is soft and tentative.

Stan

now technically we had TWO seperate ‘first kisses’

the first time was when i arrived back in gravity falls, halfway through when stan was running the mystery shack (so were both in our mid 40s)

at this point, hes heard word of fords girlfriend so hes a little (very) nervous. would she be able to tell? would she figure it all out? how would she react? would she understand? as far as stan cld tell, i didnt pick up on anything strange over our phone calls. so far so good, right?

its almost like a big town event. a large group of townies congregate at the shack waiting for me to pull up in my car. (stan is SWEATING BULLETS cuz holy shit why are there so many people here??? geez sixer you really know how to pick em. whyd she have to be famous in this stupid town????)

so i arrive, and stan and i meet halfway from the shack and my car. its super silent. all i can do is stare at him and stan is freaking out. shit. she KNOWS im not him

i move forward grab him by the collar and dip him into a BIG ASS KISS. the townies woop and cheer, for their fave couple is back together again.

little do they know im actually just dipping him far enough that it appears were close, but were not actually kissing. classic theatre magic. the little the townies know the better. “you can relax.” i mutter “i know youre not ford. just act natural and head back to the house.”

stan is just SO CONFUSED LIKE......hwuh? huh??? wha-what?? (is she really trusting me that much already???) before he can say anything else, were already running to the shack.

the second time was more genuine. at this point we had marriage papers signed to make the relationship of ford and i more “official” to the public. the less suspicion the better.

the kids were arriving for the summer soon. stan was having doubts about being a good caretaker for them, about reactivating the portal, about getting ford back, everything was getting to him and i could tell he was tearing himself down for it

i reassured him that he has worked so fucking hard for all of this, and that if ford couldnt see that, it was his problem. that he cares so much for this family and that was one of the things that made me love him so much

“w-wait, wait, you...you love me?” “yes i love you??? how could i not after everything weve been through all these years??”

the confession shocks the both of us. years of denial and secret pining has led to all this. we both just thought we were playing along to keep up the charade, but now that we realize its all real....and that it always has been...

he immediately pulls me in for a kiss. its firm but passionate, and he was practically clinging to my shoulders. it was the culmination of our feelings, all finally being laid bare.

as if he had woken up from a dream, he stops and immediately moves away from me. were both just staring wide eyed. did we just...?

“SHIT UHH I JUST REMEMBERED THAT I HAVE TO BE IN ANOTHER PLACE GOTTA GO BYE” and he takes off

im just sitting there almost frozen, processing what just happened. welp, theres no denying it now. i cup the side of my face. “..............huh.”

#SHITTTT THIS GOT LONG LMAO #and this was sitting in my drafts for ages among other asks ;;;A;;;#i thank you for your patience my friend!!!!! the effort you put into sending me asks and stuff is deeply appreciated :''''''''')#lovely people #ford loving hours #stan loving hours

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crepuscularqueens · 2 years

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Oh, I don't know. A fetishizer focusing on an abusive and toxic dynamic instead of the healthy one, to the point where they're romanticizing the reasons the abuser feels the right to abuse their victim, that's what's truly fucking bonkers to me. Looking for ways to validate the toxic possessiveness of an abuser. Super fucking bonkers. Disgusting, too. You're disgusting.

okay i've been thinking on this one all day, i'm making the assumption that this person found me through the tag and does not follow me but on the safe side: unfollow and perhaps block me. takes a lot less energy. if they don't follow me, they probably will never see this post but that's fine because it's mostly just to help get this off my mind.

on the point of "fetishizer", this word gets thrown around a lot in fan spaces as a way to win arguments/accuse people who don't share your opinions and i'm not sure exactly what you think i'm fetishizing. my guesses are either abusive relationships or gay men in general (the latter since it's the most popular accusation in fan spaces). that's a lot to get out of a very simplified two line text post speculating about the origins of a character's tattoo.

i'm guessing by "focusing on an abusive and toxic dynamic instead of the healthy one", you've made yet another assumptive leap, thinking i ignore stede and ed's relationship in favor of ed and izzy's. another reason i don't believe you follow me: a quick look at my blog would show you that's not even close to being true. maybe scroll through a blog for ten seconds before making an assumption like that and being extremely unpleasant to a stranger? again, it was a speculation on izzy and ed's past (not even one that was theorizing it to be romantic! it was purely about the x tattoo, many people have pointed out ed's signature was an x and made the connection!) of which there's an untold amount of time previous to when we see their appearance in the show, most likely years. whatever you believe the nature of that relationship was, clearly they are important to one another in some way.

"to the point where they're romanticizing the reasons the abuser feels the right to abuse their victim" again, i didn't do this. i presented two options of the origin of the tattoo on izzy's cheek, the first of which (ed having tattooed it onto izzy himself for whatever reason) is a pretty popular theory i've seen many people speculate on. given how close they work as characters, especially previous to ed meeting stede, it's a reasonable theory. i didn’t say this gives izzy the right to treat ed the way he does, i didn't say it was romantic. i said something along the lines of it probably would have a lot of meaning to izzy that way and joked that it's part of why he's "bonkers". a character who acts negatively or abusively to another character usually does have motivations for those actions, and they are always misguided in those motivations but that doesn't mean they don't exist. speculating about what these motivations might be isn’t excusing them or declaring them to be right or romanticizing them. if the character had no motivation to act the way they did it would be very one dimensional and not very interesting.

"Looking for ways to validate the toxic possessiveness of an abuser" i never said i agree with the way izzy acts. its part of the story and im not going to ignore it? he's obviously treating ed horribly, i dont think that’s good or romantic or worthy of praise or validation. the fictionalized version of israel hands that was written for ofmd is not reading my silly joke text posts about why he has an x tattooed on his cheek and thinking to himself "oh this means the way i treated edward was completely valid". he's not real. i don't condone treating people shittily, i don't condone abusive behavior. i don't think this is an explanation i should have to make after making a spur of the moment very brief text post about, once again, the origins of a fictional character's tattoo.

i am sorry that you felt the need to send this aggressive message for whatever reason. it made a lot of assumptions about beliefs i do not hold. i hope you're able to move past whatever it is that's hurting you badly enough that you feel the need to send messages to complete strangers calling them disgusting based on wild assumptions you made. please don't darken my doorstep again.

#anonymous #ask #this is long so im sorry idk how to add a read more to this

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Hey nala! I loved bad attitude, I can’t wait to see more of the oc teasing jk 😭

Thank you!! I really like exploring the dark side of the force that overtakes the oc every once in a blue moon. So I hope you guys like this one! (The timeline is after bad reputation, but before bad attitude)

[ ! ] this is a drabble for bad influence. You can read it as a stand-alone.

— contents and warnings; pwp, smut, sexting, badboy!Jungkook x goodgirl!reader, enemies with benefits/enemies to lovers, dirty talk, taking and sending pics (not nudes), jk’s skirt thirst, a glimpse into the chaos that lives inside the oc

— words; 1,2k

Years of high school (and now college) excellence did wonders to disguise your impulsive side. It was a common misconception to believe that, just because you were disciplined enough to keep your grades high and your responsibilities in check, you didn’t act on dumb, random thoughts that popped up inside your head. You kind of wished it was true (it would’ve saved you a lot of drama in your personal life) but you also had to admit that you had your fun indulging in your more chaotic needs as well.

Jungkook’s answer came quickly, but not as quickly as you had first expected. Which meant that he was either busy or distracted — past tense — and that it would be slightly more fun than you thought.

With a smirk growing on your lips, you turned around on the bed, reaching for your phone. His answer was simple, only one word, but it was more than enough for you to realize that your machiavellian plan would be fruitful.

jk tutoring 🚫: dont.

If years of perfecting self-restraint didn’t stop you, his half-assed warning wouldn’t. With your phone in hands, you propped yourself up on your elbows as you typed a response.

You: Why not? 😔

As you nervously waited for his text, the picture you had previously sent him was staring you right in the face. It wasn’t anything outrageous, just a simple mirror selfie of you sitting on the edge of your bed, legs crossed and head slightly tilted to the side. It was something so innocent, so gentle and casual, that you could almost pretend that you didn’t know exactly what you were doing when you picked that skirt.

It wasn’t any revolutionary discovery to claim that Jungkook had a thing for your skirts — he had mentioned about a million times already and, even if he hadn’t, it was extremely obvious from the way he explored your body with a lot more eagerness when you wore one. What was a revolutionary discovery, however, was the piece of clothing you found hiding in the corner of your closet, something you had long discarded because Yongsun had managed to shrink it the first time she washed it.

It was practically impossible to wear it outside, but, well, it was the perfect tool to provoke Jungkook with. Because if karma didn’t take care of him, you would.

Finally, his messages popped up on your screen:

jk tutoring 🚫: in a lab rn dont wanna get hard thx

jk tutoring 🚫: but it looks rlly fucjing hot

jk tutoring 🚫: wanna see you riding me in it bby

jk tutoring 🚫: in front of that mirror ;)

You bit your lip, bubbles of expectation starting to pop in your stomach. Sexting Jungkook was the free trial of being a chess genius — you were always ten steps ahead, predicting his following words with almost perfect accuracy. Was it mean, perhaps a little twisted of you to be doing that while he was (miraculously) in class? Maybe. But you had a lot of things in your mind and mercy wasn’t one of them. Especially after the months of torture he had put you through.

You: whatever you want 🥰

You: I’m surprised you even go to class tho, that’s news

jk tutoring 🚫: u took the day off to pester me?

You: maybe I did

You: maybe I’m also home alone for the rest of it

jk tutoring 🚫: dont fucking say that

In true supervillain fashion, you had to laugh at his apparent desperation — a high-pitched, victorious laugh that seemed to come straight from your soul. Jungkook very rarely found himself in that position and you absolutely lived for it. It was one thing to provoke him in person, when he was much stronger than you and could shut you up in no time, but, through the screen, only equal rights. And equal methods of torture.

You: why? You don’t wanna come over?

jk tutoring 🚫: u kno I do

jk tutoring 🚫: ill ttyl

You: not later!! Now 🥺

jk tutoring 🚫: baby this isn’t the best moment

jk tutoring 🚫: Im already hard n im almost done here ok

You chewed on the inside of your cheek, giving the angel and the demon on your shoulders time to present their case. The collected, rational part of you told you to leave it at that: he would come over later, you had managed to provoke him enough to piss him off and get the reaction you wanted. You won. But the impulsive, evil side of you told you that you didn’t win hard enough.

Before you could think too much about it, you took another picture, feeling blessed enough to get a good shot on your first try. Your thumbs flew over the keys, typing fast to get the message sent before Jungkook decided to put his phone away.

You: but these are the panties that you like 😔

Like clockwork, there was a long moment of tension between your message being viewed and those little dots appearing at the corner of your screen. Once again: you knew exactly what you were doing. And you knew that a picture taken underneath your skirt, presenting him with a full view of your red laced panties, would be the cherry on top.

jk tutoring 🚫: I fucjing hate u

You: don’t think you do

jk tutoring 🚫: im saving these

jk tutoring 🚫: gonna fuck u so hard bby

jk tutoring 🚫: not even gonna take those off

jk tutoring 🚫: just gonna push them aside n see u coming all over my cock

Playing like that with Jungkook was like russian roulette — only, it was only you, and all chambers were filled. You knew it would backfire, you knew that the second he walked in your room all your control would go flying out the window, and yet you pushed on. Impulsiveness was a drug for someone that rarely indulged in it, and you were too high to care about the consequences when they seemed so far away. Or, even worse, when you kind of liked them.

That was what pushed you to write your following messages:

You: come over now? Please?

jk tutoring 🚫: wait like 10 min we’re wrapping up

You: now 🥺

You: I’m so wet kook

You: my panties are soaked

You: don’t you wanna come and take them off?

You: Or maybe I can take care of myself today and I can see you another day 😔

jk tutoring 🚫: dont fucking dare

You: I bet I could come super quick too I’m so turned on

You: I want to feel you inside me

You: I’m so tight too I can barely put my fingers in

You: please? Come over?

Checkmate. The forces of chaos inside you were rejoicing, every cell of your body anticipating the impact of your words. You, however, already knew you had won even before he answered you.

jk tutoring 🚫: im coming over rn

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