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lockyle-and-skull · 1 month
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LET ASEXUALS BE WRONG.
I am so sick of the argument that people on the aromantic/asexual spectrum are ‘too young to know’ or ‘just haven’t found the right person yet.’
Like ?????
Any label, lesbian, bi, trans, anything, has a chance of being found to be inaccurate.
Someone who thought they were a lesbian can later realize they’re actually bi, and people are perfectly fine with them using that label.
AT THIS TIME, the label aro/ace spec speaks to them, so LET THEM HAVE IT. I don’t care if they’re fucking 11, if they’ve done research and feel comfortable with the label then they should be able to use it without being accosted.
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http-tokki · 1 month
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Levi comes up beside you, hand sliding over your waist to rest on your hip and hold you close.
"I don't know how to approach this so I'm going to break it down." there’s a hint of apprehension in his voice.
"Uhh, okay?" you're confused and look up at him to give him a look.
"You know I respect you right? and that I know you're not an object?" he waits for your answer.
A huffed laugh leaves you, "Yes? why, where are you going with this?'
"So thats been established. I don't see you as an object to possess or own?” another pause for your acknowledgment. " I just want to make that clear because I don't want to say anything that's gonna make you think that I own you or-
"Levi, what are you talking about?'
"There's a guy over there," he nods his chin in the direction of said man. "Who has been staring at you all night and I really don't like it and I wanted to talk to you about it but I didn't want you thinking I was being possessive. I just don't like the way he is looking at you, like he wants to own you or something but you belong to - wait never-mind, I just don't like it."
"Levi?"
"Yes, love?"
"Do you belong to me?"
He pauses for a moment to really think about how to answer you. "Yes, I think I belong to you."
"And do you think I belong to you?'
"Well, I like to, I hope you do."
"Then I do."
"But you know its not in a toxic way, I'm not being controlling.”
"Yes, baby I know, but for all intents and purposes, you belong to me and I belong to you.”
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parcai · 11 months
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this one's 4 the girls + the gays 🫡
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hopeyblogs · 1 year
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hcs: them as boyfriends ⇢Masterlist
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Rowan as your shy nerd bf. He would grab your sleeve in crowds, peek his pretty head over crowds trying to see you, eyes lighting up when u walk in a room :) He would definitely do something mischievous to ppl who make fun of you like using his telekinesis to trip them or mess around with their stuff. He definitely draws shapes on your hand to keep him calm. craves headpats and kisses on forehead.He LOVESSS acts of service. Fixing his tie. yes pls. Fixing his glasses. Pls do. Combing his hair and tend to him during fencing. he's so adorable. He searches you for everything, he's sad. you. Happy? You're the source. He calls you baby/dear/love. classic bby <33
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Tyler as your golden retriever bf. Makes your drink just as you like it. Draws a heart on your latte. Knows your favourite treats :) He loves hearing you talk. Like "go on baby. I love hearing you talk" Would do anything to please you. Loves night dates, cuddling around in his house. He'll let you do anything to him. Very protective. Would never ever blame you. He doesn't like seeing you sad with him. Hugs hugs hugs. Bearhug you from behind with his tall stature, picks you up easily and spin you around. His wallpaper is a selfie of him and you. Puffing his chest and proudly shows you off. He loves being babied, cuddles pls, naps ontop of you, holds you close. He's all smiles with you. Calls you sweetie/sweetheart/cutie. Lil golden boy <3
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Ajax as your dumbass bf. When he's high, he's all giggle thinking and blabbers about you. His snakes loves you, they would pop up from his beanie and peck you while you guys are kissing. He takes you everywhere. With him, you're always at his side. He's so stylish, loves to match clothes with you. He begs for your help with homework, bribes and threaten with cuddles, kisses and hugs. HE DEFINITELY LOVES LEGOS, huge sucker for them, he'll spend hours on legos you got for him but he's a dumbass, he'll builds whatever on his mind. Convinces you to do dumb shit with him. Smacks your ass and just say "cute ass" he's definitely a sucker for physical touch but he's a little scared he'll stone you, reassure him pls :'( Calls you hun/bae/bro. Bimbo bf <3
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obsessive-evie · 29 days
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paige lets her girl ride any part of her whenever she wants. abs, fingers, thigh, face, maybe it’s just bc in my head paige is lazy but it just makes sense idk. and she’d just watch all smug and whisper dirty ( and i mean NASTY) shit in her ear
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tikus-library · 2 months
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"Books to Bread"
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Night Hunter AU
Characters: Walter Marshall x Reader
Posted: Feb 10th
WARNINGS: none?
A/N: Have a draft dump. I want to do more for this, but life is a bit chaotic rn. I haven't posted in a minute, so this is one of my many hidden drafts. I did attempt to edit but 🤷‍♀️
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It was hard to miss the guy.
Definitely over six foot, dark unruly curls framing a serious face with a thick beard, thick dark brows drawn down as a scowl marred his lips. Nice lips, you thought, eyes raking over his tall muscular form. No better than a man, you scolded yourself with a smirk.
You shifted, careful not to draw attention to yourself as the other women in the book shop didn't even try to hide the way they ogled him.
In the town of Port Tenebris there weren't many that looked like him and plenty more women ready to welcome him. You had heard there had been a recent new body that had moved into town, ex-detective, if gossip was right…
“I've read that one.”
You jumped at the low smooth voice that came from beside you and looked over and then up… and up again till you met deep vibrant blue eyes. You swallowed as he reached out with one thick arm, fingers catching your elbow as he offered you a smile in apology.
“I didn't mean to surprise you…?”
The way he lifted an eyebrow meant he was asking for your name, instead you looked down at the book in your hands, “into romance?” You asked instead.
He held the smile, “not ashamed of it,” he answered, “and that one is actually more of a forensic thriller.”
You narrowed your eyes at him as he offered you a quick tilt of his head and a smile before going back to looking at the books in front of you. “It's a romance,” you stated.
He flipped through the book in his hands, it looked tiny, he shrugged without looking at you. He had of course seen you enter the bookstore, not that he had been following, no. He had most definitely not followed you from the tiny diner where you had verbally assaulted a jackass of a man that had been handsy with the young waitress there.
He simply wanted to get your name. Maybe your phone number… how did he do this again?
“It's a romance,” you said again. “I have every book by Billie Martinez, she writes romance.”
“I mean,” he shrugged again, suppressing the smirk that itched to fight its way to his lips, out the corner of his eye he saw you turn to him and scowl. This was something, ever since he'd stepped foot in this little Port every woman had given him the look, it had been amusing at first.
“Explain.”
He coughed to hide the short laugh that escaped him, “she hides it under the romance, but, when you read it you'll understand. You'll also want to slap the shit out of the male lead.”
You looked down at the book in your hands, he let his eyes wander to your curvy waist, “maybe… I shouldn't get it” you mused, thinking of the man at the Cafe you had laid into, “I think I've had my fair share of irritating men for the day.” He made a noise that had you looking up in time to catch his tongue flick out over his bottom lip, eyes jerking up to meet your gaze.
Had he…? No.
He cleared his throat, “fair,” it was all he could think of and watched as you started to put the book back, “but I could pay for it and then you'll not regret leaving it behind.”
You sighed, this conversation had already gone on longer than you had wanted. You had purposefully been attempting to avoid talking to him as conversations with others always seemed to go awry. In a weird way. You supposed it was your fault, no one else had that problem really.
“No, no need to buy me a book when you don't even know me.”
“Walter.”
You took a small step back, a little confused.
“Walter Marshall, Im… th-thats my name,” he smiled awkwardly, turning to you and shoving a hand into his pocket. “I started work in the Bakery in town? Owned by Kate and her husband? Uh, they offered me a job there… Now I'm not a stranger.”
You nodded, fingers tapping at the book's spine, before letting your arm drop to your side. “Nice to meet you Walter Marshall, who works in the bakery owned by Kate and her husband. I should be going.”
He had struck out yet again. Sighing heavily as you stepped away and made for the front of the store. He snatched the book up and hurried after you, eyes falling on your ass, before he rolled them scolding himself silently.
“Please, no name, let me buy you the book then. You collect her books and it'll be incomplete.”
You pulled away from him, studying him warily.
He knew that kind of look and took a step back. “I'll leave you alone,” he hummed, turning away, he shouldn't have pushed. Maybe you had moved here to hide yourself, he understood that.
“Alright,” he heard you sigh and turned around quickly. “But don't complain if I come down to find you at the bakery and yell at you there about the dumb male lead.”
Walter grinned, “you won't hear a complaint from me.” He watched you tilt your head to the side, enjoying how easily he could read your thoughts clear in your expression. “I'll even treat you to something I've baked.” Your eyes jumped back to his face, something he decided he wanted right then and there. To have your full and complete attention. “To apologize for dumb males that is.”
You snickered, eyes lighting up, “then I hope you are a baker of delicious sweets and golden bread!”
He almost forgot to breathe as your eyes scrunched up beautifully as you laughed. “You'll fall in love with my bread and butter,” Walter flashed you a toothy grin as he led you to pay for the book, “plus, this is essential to the series. You can't miss out on this book.”
“Oh, no! Then absolutely buy it.”
You followed along, noting the pairs of eyes tracking the two of you. There would be gossip and questions, a little inconvenient but nothing you couldn't handle. He thanked the cashier who nodded wordlessly and stepped towards the door where he paused, dragging a pen out of his pocket and scribbling on the receipt, tucking it into the cover of the book.
“In case the bakery is closed and you want to yell at me.”
You felt your neck heat, he wrote in all capitals, clear and neat. He crossed his sevens, huh. “No promises.”
*
Walter scowled at his phone, yet was quick to flick the screen and scan the words there blearily. It was past three am and he was due up in an hour to begin baking.. right. He was a baker now.
Unknown: I love thick slices of warm bread with butter that melts beautifully.
Unknown: He deserves to be run over…. Multiple times.
Unknown: what an idiot. He let her walk away?!
He sat up and smiled.
WM: I did warn you, suppose I owe you bread.
Unknown: Y/N
WM: ?? Uhh, which character?
Unknown: my name is Y/N
Walter woke up fully.
WM: nice to meet you Y/N.
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teanshan · 27 days
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god i want to sit he tian down and ask him questions like “when was the EXACT moment you fell in love with mo?”
“what was with that first aggressive tongue kiss? what did you think would happen?” 
“what are your intentions with mo? Why pursue him when you know you'll have to leave soon?”
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syraxnyra · 10 months
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bolontiku · 3 months
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"The Right Size"
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Avengers AU - Quick Fic
Characters: Steve Rogers x Reader
Posted: Jan 19th
WARNINGS: none. Fluff. Idiots.
A/N: dropping this here since it was just sitting in my drafts
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He smiled as you pressed your hand to his, legs tangled under your soft sheets, "what are you doing?" He asked quietly, exhausted after a mission which had sucked and the only thing that had made it worth it was knowing you were waiting for him.
"Your hands are so big,” you hummed softly in response, sleep tugging at the edges of your consciousness as you lay tangled up with Steve.
He smirked, "your hands are too small." He corrected.
You grinned against him as he laced your fingers together. "I am not small" you answered, “I am a force to be reckoned with.” Steve, Steve and you had been doing this for so long now and you weren't even sure what this was, but you were not going to question that.
Steve watched as you fought valiantly against the sleep, you whined against it and he pulled you closer, feeling you sink against his bare chest, tumbling into sleep even as he kept hold of your hand. He waited a moment, calling your name softly and when he was satisfied you were asleep he carefully reached over you. The drawer sat slightly open and he pulled the small box out, the silver ring that sat inside had been there for too long, and he had to recruit Nat to get the right size…
He smiled smugly as it slid on perfectly and sat snug in its place. Plain, no stone with the inscription inside. He wondered how long it would take you to notice? As bright as you were there were a few things that seemed to slip your mind. Like the fact that he didn't date anyone else and he only had eyes for you. The fact that everyone knew the two of you were dating but he had overheard you telling Wanda there was no way he would actually be committed to you when he was Captain America and could have anyone.
It had nearly dropped him into another realm, but he had decided he would show you. There was no getting rid of him. Zero chance. You were stuck with him, even if you didn't realize it.
He had just needed to get the right size.
It took you three days.
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napneeders · 1 month
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imo something that gets underplayed in fanon is that Stede doesn't forget that Ed is Blackbeard, even while he's getting to know Ed and Ed is effectively taking a holiday from being Blackbeard. there's trepidation when he accepts Ed's deal at the end of ep 4.
I was watching the run me through scene (as one does), and it struck me that the way Stede says "yeah, right" when Ed first makes his proposition doesn't just feel like an objection to hurting Ed - it feels like Stede's wary for himself, like it might be a trap, the advanced trick of the trade being something Ed's going to do to Stede after he attempts to stab him.
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recorder-dude · 6 months
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So it’s kinda been a while but I am still suffering at the clutches of this franchise so pls help
Haven’t been drawing a lot these past few months cus School is kicking my ass but here’s ..something
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So like, for context:
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http-tokki · 1 month
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if you’re unwell and have locked yourself in the bathroom, katsuki will NOT hesitate to breakdown the door. not in a scary kinda way but in the kinda way where you’ve called out to him because you need him but you can’t get to the door because you’re stuck with your head in the toilet. he knocks once softly, then again with a lil more force and then the third he’s asking if you’re anywhere near the door and when you answer with a weak “no” you hear a loud crash and suddenly your bathroom door is lying on your tiled floor, and Katsuki has your hair pulled back in his hands.
“did you just breakdown my door?” you ask quietly, wiping the back of your mouth with your hand, attention shifting to the broken piece of wood.
“you needed me.” is his only reply as you turn back to the bowl and spill your guts once again.
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parcai · 11 months
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that book was kinda gay ngl...🤨📸
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hopeyblogs · 1 year
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hcs: would they spoil you? what would they spoil you with? ⇢Masterlist
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Tyler: Flowers/handmade items
Yes he would. He'll handmade little trinkets even tiny jewelleries. He'll spoil you with tons of gifts, it could be some cash money, a matching bracelet he made himself, flowers during dates. If he wanted, he would. He always suprises you with gifts.
"Hi pretty! Come ere i have a surprise for you!" he pulls your hand entering his room.
"Close your eyes please" you followed his command and you feel something is being put on your wrist.
"Open!" He puts yours and his wrist together. A white beaded bracelet and a black bead on your wrist and on his was a black beaded bracelet with a white bead. It was adorable
"matching bracelets. do you like it?" he looks up at you
"Tyler. I love it" thanking him with a kiss <3
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Rowan: notes/origamis/chocolates
He doesn't spoil you with gifts much but he definitely gives little cranes, hearts, butterflies origami, paper flowers, notes, a flower he find on the field and give it to you because "the flower is pretty. Reminded me of you" blushy and all. You keep all his notes in a box. He definitely writes letters to you, gives you his sweaters and jackets. He'll buy a bouquet of flowers, chocolate or maybe jewellery during special dates. You'll cherish every thing he gives you.
"Here y/n. It's not much i know but. Happy Anniversary" he holds out a bouquet of flowers and a white box.
"Oh Rowan, thank you so much. The flowers are my favourites. they're beautiful"
When you open the box, it contained a new sweater he bought for you, chocolates and a new perfume for you with tons of paper hearts in the box. So sweet <3
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Ajax: you spoil him instead
He tries :') HE REALLY DO. HE'S JUST BROKE after spending it on getting high. But he'll dedicate himself to you. His insta feed is filled with you only, he posts you every second. You love him no matter what. You're the one who will spoil him, buying a new cologne, tons of beanie even shoes. He feels so guilty but you'll reassure him with a kiss. "Ajax! I got you new shoes! What do you think? These are the ones you liked"
"What? But you didn't have to. Thank you so so so much" his heart pounds with guilt.
"stop looking so guilty baby. come ere" you pull him into a seering kiss.
"i love you ok?" you say holding him close to you
He does spoil you during anniversaries, your birthday, special dates. He'll pay for everything when you go out on dates. He's so grateful for you <3
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obsessive-evie · 29 days
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just wanted this to be shown
our fav blondie is living up the stereotype!!
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cloudinterlude · 1 year
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There's a certain tone that bleeds into a lot of MCU fanfiction when talking about Steve's defrosting into the new century and it's bothersome. It's like people don't fully understand why he didn't have to be grateful for being in modern times. There's a serious lack of empathy and it always ends up with some other character ranting to Steve about how he needs to suck it up and move on if he wants to get anywhere in life and somehow that motivates Steve to...realize he was the only one being an asshole and learning to love the current world?
Yeah no.
I've read one (1) - and isn't to say other stories I like got it wrong bc I've certainly read others that are also great - but I've read ONE fanfiction that describes Steve's situation perfectly (in such a meaningful way) and it literally blew my mind when I read it because it was so good to ME.
"Ain't no Grave" by spitandvinegar was amazing. Mind you, I'm not a really Stucky shipper in any capacity (like I see the vision but don't feel it yknow?), but I'm a sucker for satisfying Steve characterization so I inhaled this fic. And y'all...this author did his character justice. It's not even a Steve-centric story! Which made me even more amazed (that the author got him so right) and even more annoyed (that so many people get him so wrong and end up bashing him). I quote the paragraph below but I urge you to read the fic if you're interested!
Like listen, listen. Imagine you live in this country, right? And there's a brutal war, and you witness and maybe participate in a horrific amount of violence, and you lose absolutely everyone you care about. Then you end up in this other country, where the culture and ways of doing things are completely foreign to you, and random assholes make fun of you for how you dress and act and talk while you're still coming to grips with the fact that everyone you love is gone and you can never go home again. Meanwhile, everyone around you is like "smile, motherfucker, you're in the Land of Plenty now, where there's a Starbucks on every corner and 500 channels on TV. You should be grateful! Why aren't you acting more grateful?" So you have to pretend to be grateful while you're dying inside. Sound like an traumatized, orphaned refugee? Also sounds like Steve fucking Rogers, Captain Goddamn America. Except that most refugees were part of a community of other people who were going through the same thing. Steve is all alone, the last damn unicorn, if the last unicorn had horrible screaming nightmares about the time when it helped to liberate Buchenwald.
AMAZING RIGHT? It was very satisfying to read the first time around. Even more satisfying that this was coming from Sam's POV which was just a lovely decision.
Anyways!
This little rant isn't even coming from a place of superiority. I know characterization can be difficult, and it's not so much about the quality rather than the fundamental misunderstanding of Steve's character that makes it obvious that either the author doesn't care enough to try to empathize with him, 2) They're using Steve to prop up some other character or 3) They watched his trilogy with their eyes closed and called it a day.
This post has gotten too long so thats all I'll say for now!
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