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spencer seeing reader in a fancy dress for an event, he would struggle so much until reader decides to pull him into the nearest storage room to relieve some pressure
babes im so sorry this took me so long to get to omg... i got a lil carried away
spencer reid would be waiting for you at the banquet, hips resting against the refreshment table as his fingers played with the plastic lip of his cup. you'd asked him to just meet you there despite his insistent offers to pick you up, so he'd picked up a plate of your favorite dessert as he waited.
it was when you walked in that the room felt stuffy, his collar felt too tight, he unbuttoned his blazer, his sweater vest was suddenly too warm, his belt needed to be loosened, he needed you to do it for him.
you walked in wearing a simple dress, but the light reflecting on the black satin complimented your perfect body, your belly, your hips, the shift of your thighs as you approached. he felt dirty seeing the innocent smile on your face, excited to spend a night with him as his colleagues, and all he could think of was your pretty legs wrapped around him-
he let you drag him person to person for greetings, the small talk felt like ages to him. spencers hand was practically glued to your waist, and you felt every twitch of his fingers, every small squeeze. he seemed startled when others spoke to him, not scared, but like he was snapping out of a daydream.
"spence, are you okay?" you'd dragged him to a wall away from the other guests, hands rubbing his tense shoulders.
"what do you mean?" spencer responded, barely able to keep his eyes locked on yours when you looked like that right in front of him.
"you're so distracted, is it a case or something?" you watched as his eyes not-so-subtly traced down your dress, the little peek of his tongue in the corner of his mouth, you realized it wasn't a case.
"do you need some help with something?" you asked, pressing a little closer. his impatient nod was enough to get you drenched, the small, "please," he let out urged you to pull him away and somewhere private.
it wasn't ideal- spencer liked to take his time with you- but the storage closet at the edge of the room would have to do.
spencer kissed you like he was starving once the door clicked shut, his large hands grasping at your hair and waist and hips- he was everywhere once you two were alone. your left arm wrapped around his shoulders as your right hand quickly planted itself on his growing bulge, his moan drowned in your lips.
you made quick work of his belt and zipper, moving to lower to your knees but spencer quickly picked you back up again.
"can you please turn around? i- god i wanna be inside you so bad, please?"
how could you say no?
you turned around, pressing your hands into the wall in front of you, face turned to the side to get a glimpse of spencer in your periphery. his curls fell into his face perfectly, his lips parted as he pushed your dress up to bunch around your waist. long fingers pushed your underwear to the side, middle and ring tracing their way from your clit to your hole.
"you're so wet baby, such a pretty pussy, wish i could see you better," spencer whispered, eyes glancing between your pussy and your face, fingers dipping in.
he pumped his fingers slowly, curled to brush your g-spot, his other hand held your dress up. he stopped once your legs began to shake, once his hand was soaked and your fingers clawed the wall, only to push his cock in soon after.
your mouth fell open, silent gasps and quiet moans falling from your lips, desperate to keep quiet as spencer fucked you slow and deep, only feet from the event crowd. dirty praises fell from his lips, his hand grasping the plush skin of your hip, the other wrapped around you to rub your clit.
the sounds of your shared whimpers mingled with the subtle noise of his hips pressing against the backs of your thighs with every thrust. spencer knew to stay gentle, he wanted to be nice to you, to make you feel good, but also to avoid getting caught.
his rhythm only faltered as the both of you came, his hips jutting against your own as his body curled over against you, moans quiet for only you to hear.
when spencer pulled out his fingers quickly pushed back in, shoving his cum deeper into your pussy. he cleaned you up as much as he could, licking his fingers clean before bringing them back to your pussy, only to clean them off again.
the two of you quickly left the event after exiting the closet, your legs too shaky and his face too red to hide what had just happened. it's a good thing you walked, it gave him a reason to drive you home, an invitation to ask to come inside, to ask to stay the night.
#fluff#mgg#mgg x reader#smut#spencer reid#spencer reid x reader#criminal minds#gender neutral reader#mgg smut#spencer reid smut#spencer reid x reader smut#spencer reid fluff#mgg x reader smut#mgg fluff#mgg x gn reader#spencer reid x gn reader#gn reader#afab reader#criminal minds smut#criminal minds fluff
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𐙚 : NCT DREAM WHEN THEY'RE ABOUT TO CUM (reactions) ֶָ֢ !
request: can you maybe do an nct dream ver of this?🧎🏻♀️
authors note. i hope you like it ,they are kinda short and im sorry about that 😭🩶!!!
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
𐙚 : MARK ֶָ֢ !
you and mark both know when he's about to cum when you give him head because he becomes noisy, his moans get louder; his words get dirtier; the only thing on both of your minds was him cumming inside your mouth. "fuck baby im gonna cum." he groaned. "fuck, gonna take all my cum down your pretty throat." he held your head down, cursing as he cum down your throat. "oh fuck you always make me cum so much."
𐙚 : RENJUN ֶָ֢ !
he's quite up until he's about to cum, that's when he gets mouthy , fucking into you. "fuck you feel so good, so fucking tight." his low moans, turn into whimpers as he feels his high reaching, his stomach turning as you clench around him. "fuck im gonna cum." he likes to hold your hand when he's about cum. "fuck, your hand baby, give me your hand." squeezing your hand as he cums, his body shaking a little. "fuck i love you so much."
𐙚 : JENO ֶָ֢ !
during sex, jeno can say the most filthiest shit know to mankind; but when he's about to cum he goes almost silent; only thing coming from him is a bunch of deep grunts and low growls. feeling your tight cunt squeezing around him makes his mind go blank. the only time he talks is to let you know he's about to cum. "fuck im gonna flood this tiny pussy." he lets out another growl as he fills your cunt with his warm seed.
𐙚 : HAECHAN ֶָ֢ !
loud motherfucker , like sometimes you want to choke him to shit him up, but you know and he knows that will probably make him moan louder and cum faster. "fuck baby im about to cum." he moans loudly. "fuck keep riding me im gonna cum." he whimpered out. "fuck im cumming." you have to cover his mouth as he cums, filling you up, you just know you'll get a noise compliant.
𐙚 : JAEMIN ֶָ֢ !
jaemin never focuses on himself, his main goal is for you to cum, but when he is about to cum he lets out a few moans, praising you as he thrusted in and out of you. "fuck pretty, you're gonna milk my cock like a good girl aren't you." he needs to look at you before he cums, eye contact is a must. "look at me baby -fuck- i need to see you pretty face." moaning out a curse word as he cums, kissing your face. "good girl."
𐙚 : CHENLE ֶָ֢ !
he gets real commanding when he's fucking you; especially when he's about to cum, holding you down on the bed as he roughly fucked into you. "stay still -fuck- you said you can take it, so fucking take it." when he's about to cum , he holds you down tighter. "fuck im gonna cum, m'gonna cum right inside you." he grunts, emptying his load inside you. "don't move, we're not finished until your begging me to pull out."
𐙚 : JISUNG ֶָ֢ !
tries not to moan too loud out of fear of being caught; but he can't help it with the way you're sucking him off, biting his lips hard , but it's not stopping the moans from coming out as he feels his high coming. "ba-baby fuck im gonna cum if you keep doing that." his big hands tangled up in your hair. "fuck gonna cum all over your face." he can get nastier but before he can he lets out a moan, pulling his cock from you mouth, cum spurting from his tip covering your face. "shit, that's so hot."
©️LUVYENI
#kpop x reader#kpop smut#nct reactions#nct scenarios#nct smut#nct hard thoughts#nct hard hours#nct dream smut#nct dream hard thoughts#nct dream hard hours#nct x female reader#nct dream x female reader#nct dream x reader#mark lee smut#mark lee x reader#huang renjun smut#huang renjun x reader#lee jeno x reader#lee jeno smut#lee haechan smut#lee haechan x reader#na jaemin x reader#na jaemin smut#chenle smut#zhong chenle x reader#park jisung smut#park jisung x reader
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im sorry
#im sorry that i lived#im sorry that i couldnt immediately be the martryr for mistreatment of tgirls by out sisters. im sorry i did what i did even though#no one will even see this#and im sorry for whats gonna happen#im not saying this for you. but im sorry i stretched it out this long. my life#this event. all of it#im sorry for wanting too much#im sorry for trying after i lived n im sorry i didnt immediately do it again#if only i let everyone think i was still dead.#and im sorry i still csnt talk or respond to msgs#i have 60 unread and i just cant#i see some bht i just cant muster the energy to respond#so. this stuff isnt abt u#im sorry for being rude in my suicidality and saying things wrongm im sorry for ruining the way you see me n our friendships#-to the four who fell through#im sorry you wont see this. csnt see this. im sorry it wont get better cause im too deep in the pit and youre too. well#normal.#i already said this shit. but oh how i love the terrible fucking isolation you 'save and love your sisters' people put on me-#-and that i continued.#im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry#whats even the point#when i try im just beaten back down#and moms not even here to care now#even if the passport application works out. now i have no one who would care enough to take me in. im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry#queue
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hello lovie🫶🏻 as of the past mmm three days I’ve been coming back to your account and reading your tan fics, they’re just SO good!! I couldn’t help but maybe put in a request?? I’m not quite sure if you’ve done one of these before, but would it be too much trouble to do a sort of hurt/comfort type fic, where tan comes back from a mission absolutely tattered and beaten and reader instantly helps mend his wounds?? Idk what it is but I’m an absolute WHORE for these kind of fics. omg and reader uses rubbing alcohol on his cuts and stuff and he starts wincing and she goes “sorry, it’ll hurt” and he retorts with “really?? hadn’t noticed” or something like that HSJSKSN and throughout this WHOLEEE thing he’s just staring at her so lovingly and eventually they both lean in to kiss SJJWW IM SORRY BUT HES JUST SO AHHHHH😭🫶🏻🫶🏻lysm girlie, your writing makes me literally kick my feet, giggle and twirl my hair🫶🏻🫶🏻
hii omg omg thank you cutie!!!🤍 done a fair few of these but I love the wound cleaning trope ESPECIALLY with tan! thanks for requesting, hope you like it💌
CUTS AND SCRAPES.
tangerine x reader (gn) — fluff
word count. 790
!! blood mentions
No matter how late it would be when Tangerine returns home, you'd still wake to the sound of the front door softly closing - the sluggish footsteps of your lover creeping inside. And without fail, you would find yourself stepping down those stairs to greet him with a sweet, welcoming smile.
Though tonight —well, extremely early morning— when you heard him come through the front door, instead of hearing his usual exasperated sighs, you heard groans - like he was in pain. And without missing a beat, you followed that noise, feet cascading down the steps to check he was okay.
You find him in the kitchen, leaning over the island - dampening a cloth in the sink.
"What happened to you?" you ask, voice quiet as you look over his face - taking note of the cuts, bruises and the crusted, dried-bloody state of a nose. "You okay?"
"In fuckin' agony," he mumbles, wincing when he places the cloth to his forehead.
You walk around to meet him behind the island and reach into the cupboard under the sink, picking up one of the many med-kits around the house. Collecting a bag of frozen peas, you nod Tangerine over to the kitchen table, gesturing for him to sit in front while you lay the kit and bag on the surface.
He follows suit - taking a seat and scooching the chair closer to you, placing the bag of peas over his knuckles.
"Do you want to talk about it?" you ask, trying to ease him. You look up at him, turning your eyes away from the contents in the first aid kit - trying to gauge his response. "You don't have to... but it might help though."
He shakes his head faintly, sniffling in his usual mannish way. "No, I'm good, love," he dismisses.
You only nod, accepting that he'll come to you when he's ready. You slip on a pair of medical gloves and tear open an antiseptic wipe, hesitantly reaching for the cut on his forehead. "You ready?" you ask, pushing back a messy, unkempt curl with your free hand.
"Not particularly."
His apparent unease about the wound cleaning was almost endearing - it was oddly humanising to see the vulnerability in his usual cold assassin shell. Or the bravado he often puts on around others.
"I'll be gentle," you say, voice almost distracted as you carefully run the point of the cloth around the cut - cleaning it.
His face grimaces, his features pulling together uncomfortably.
"Sorry, this bit hurts," you try to comfort him, eyes glued on his forehead.
He hums shortly, the noise like an unamused 'humph.' "Ya'think? Hadn't noticed— fuck."
"You moved, I'm sorry. Keep still."
He exhales harshly, attempting to pull himself together. He prods the bag of peas with his other hand, trying to use it as a distraction as you finish up with his cut.
"Nearly done," you say, laying a plaster flat over his wound - soothing the sticky edges over his skin. You press a kiss into your finger and stamp it onto the covered dressing. "There we go."
Without thinking otherwise, you move on and attend to the other mild injuries - his knuckles up next. You remove the peas, placing them on the table while you slip your hand under his beaten one, holding his palm in your hand.
"Looks like you got a few licks in," you joke, nodding to his bruised, cut-up fist.
"Just a few," he jests, mindlessly grazing his fingers over the back of your hand - caressing you.
You laugh faintly, the sound amused. You run the damp cloth over his knuckles, cleaning up the residual flecks of red he tried to clean earlier.
Unbeknownst to you —your attention solely on his hand— he's looking at you, his expression like that of admiration. Half-lidded eyes scan you attentively, watching the way you care for him.
"Thank you," he says, words gentle.
You hum, peering up from his hand to look at him.
"I mean it," he emphasises, holding onto your gaze when you try to glance back down.
You squeeze his hand gently and press a kiss to his knuckles. Lips against his skin as you whisper. "I know."
And just as you're about to release his hand, his other moves to cup the side of your face - his grip light and tender as he pulls you in for a kiss. He lingers longer than necessary —longer than usual— as if to soak in the feeling of being back home and safe.
You pull away first, resting your forehead against his brow bone. "I missed you."
He thumbs over your cheek, his hold still faint on your face. "Missed you."
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Is it weird that I wanna watch?
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Okay, hear me out! I'm sure any guy has had a lucky pervert fantasy of walking into their "girl" friend touching herself and it leading to something heated. But like what if I just wanted to watch? I think it's a lot hotter not doing anything in the moment. Let me play it out for you.
"Hey... Sorry to barge in but have you seen the... Oh shit... Sorry... sorry... I didn't know you were... doing that... I was just gonna ask if you've seen the package... Uhm you... okay? Fuck me you're really flushed... Different question... Do you mind if I watch...? You heard me! Let me watch... I promise I won't touch you... I just wanna watch... and I mean your pent up right now aren't you? I bet you wanna touch yourself so bad right now... It's funny... C'mon I won't bite... unless you want me to... I'm kidding Im kidding... Fine just let me see your facial expressions... You can cover up and do it under the sheets... It's getting unbearable, isn't it? Ill just talk your head off until you give in... So? What will it be? Sweet... and I'll be right here I promise... Just going to watch..."
People give in pretty quickly when pent up. If you really loved your friend then you'd guide them through a session. What are friends for?
"It's nothing... You're making a really slutty face just now... what are you being so slow for? Just a minute ago you were moaning into your pillow finger fucking yourself silly... No need to be reserved... pretend I'm not even here... That's it... Slick your needy cunt to your hearts content... Does it feel good, sweetie? Fucking yourself for me? Oh? Someone's getting excited... Do you like it when I talk to you like this? Hm? Talking down on you like a bitch in heat... so desperate to get off that you're doing it in front me? Yeah I did ask... but you're so quick to give in... like you wanted me to watch... No? You may be covered up but I can hear how fucking wet you are... such naughty sounds... "
It suchs a treat to see them get off on my words. Slowly making them brainless for me to slip in a little command that'll push them over the edge.
"That's it, sweetie... You're doing so good for me... Yeah? Yeah? It feels good, right? You're eyes are even rolling back... Are you close? C'mon sweetie... keep your eyes locked to mine... Imagine my cock sliding into you ramming my thick hard cock... kissing the entrance of your womb each time I pound into you..."
The sight of her desperately chasing her orgasm is quite the show. Being watched is already a lot for a person but to be touched when I promised not to. It'll send them over the edge.
"That's it, sweetie... Keep rubbing yourself stupid for me... Open wide for me, ya? It's okay... It's okay... I'm just going to help you a little... There we go... lick my fingers... such a pretty little mouth... so lonely... I thought you needed something to fill it... relax relax... let me trace your tongue with my finger... That's a good girl... Don't worry about the mess... We'll get you cleaned up... Fuck me... you're salivating like a mutt... Just a little longer... let me admire you... Good girl... Thank you for waiting... You can suck on my fingers again..."
Completely entranced by the pleasure losing all sense of shame and morality. Sucking and fucking herself silly. Pumping my fingers into her mouth as if she's sucking my cock. And then pulling away when she least expects it leaving her empty and confused. Only to be greeted with another sense of pleasure as I gently slide my thick fingers into her tight cunt.
"You can fight it as much as you want but ypur body will always tell the truth...and truth be told... you want this... your tight cunt squeezing onto my fingers... Oh? You're going to cum? And here I thought you hated me... Say sorry and I'll let you cum... What was that? You can do better than that sweetie... Too brainless to speak... fine... let me make it easier for you... I can stop and leave you be or... I cam stay and help you... and all you have to do is lick my fingers... Mhm... Taste yourself on my fingers princess... What will it be? That's a good girl..."
I'll have so much fun toying with her from now on. Playfully fingering her whenever I please. And she knows deep down that it feels too damn good to resist. All because she let me watch <3
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In your head,
Honey
#cnc k!nk#corruption kink#degrading k1nk#cnc free use#humiliation kink#edging and denial#praise k!nk#praise and degredation#nsft story#degredation kink#dumbification#dumb wh0re#risquéhoney
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actually i will talk about my favorite stephen king books for a ittle bit. i think blaze is underrated. i remember nothing about it because, again, i read it when i was 17, but i never heard anybody talk about it, in stark contrast to how i remember feeling all excited reading it. i should reread it. its only 70k words thats like barely longer thaj a novella. anyway i also really loved insomnia a lot. i think it gets a little bit of hate for being too long but ive never minded a long book, especially one with a world like that. its really cool how much dark tower is in it with a lot of crimson king stuff and i think the first non-dt mention of the dark tower itself.
salems lot is good but thats a classic so i dont need to tell you about it
actually speaking of dark tower, waste lands is by far the best book dont @ me. i think my ranking of the books ive finished so far would go like. 3 2 5 1 6 4. in order from favorite to least favorite. i never got into wizard and glass it just wasnt my thing. and song of susannah is kindof a nothing book sorry susannah.
also DUMA. KEY. MASSIVELY UNDERRATED. its such a nice slice of life type of book with really interesting supernatural elements and a lot of mystery that pays off really well. i think king is at his best when hes doing slice of life stuff that just sorta marinates in the juices of a story. or something
also the dark half..... wonderful book. terrific book. i dont actually remember that much of it but i know i loved it. easy the most 5 evil birds out of 5 evil birds book ever written.
now im gonna be a little bit of a hater if youll allow me. misery is very well written but i hated how graphic it was. i recommend it for anyone whos fucked up and weird and not right in the head. the main thing for me is when she cuts off his thumb and serves it to him on a cake on his birthday. just a fucked up book. not my thing!
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would you write something more on the cuter fluffy side? like baby ellie and reader being friends, maybe reader being supportive of ellie trying to help her somewhat? just them being cuties.
Yess!!
Warnings: pure fluff, mentions of suicide, transgender!Ellie and mentions of gender dysphoria
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I feel like Ellie would be super emotional about coming out as trans, I think she would think people would think of her differently. Obviously this isn't true, you, Dina, Jesse, cat, and everyone around her loves her so much!
I definitely think she'd cry a lot about it too, you'd definitely catch her crying for "no reason"
"Ellie hey? Why are you crying?" You'd comfort her and hold her as she sobs into your shoulder, moving a comforting hand to rub her shoulder as she sniffles "I don't know" she attempted to calm herself down "Ellie- breathe, please" you put your hand on your chest and breathed in and out, and she starts copying what you're doing "good job, it's okay" she calms down and brushes it off, obviously you weren't happy about it but she did calm down, she was OKAY and that was the point-
I also think she'd spend hours looking up gender dysphoria and thinking there was something wrong with her- that she wasn't normal and there was something severely wrong with her. After months of thinking she calls you over to talk to her, obviously you prepared for the worst because she never usually asked for you to come over and just talk to her because she wanted to kill herself- you could tell by her voice that shes been crying a lot.
It takes you not even 10 minutes to get to hers to see her tear stained cheeks.
"Els? What's wrong baby" you asked her, and she pulls you in for a hug "I think there's something wrong with me" her voice cracks as she holds you tight.
"talk to me Els, what happened?" Your voice is soft, so she knows you're not mad or angry, you're just concerned for her.
"i-i think I'm trans" she mumbles out, now standing in front of you. "Is this all you had to tell me?" You cup her face and wipe away her tears, you almost start crying after seeing her in so much pain "it's okay, I promise" you comfort her
"I thought you'd hate me or something" she sniffles.
"now, why the fuck would you think that?" You chuckle, "I love you for you Ellie and if you want to be a girl then that's who you are babe. no one can tell you different"
After that she came out to everybody except Joel, she's always gone to him for her problems but this felt personal and maybe he would reject her even though she knows he never would.
Until one night Joel misgendered her and she became really insecure about herself.. she barely touched her food and barely talked until Joel asked her what was up and she mumbled 'im trans' and Joel just looked at her, obviously shocked by this but he wasn't mad- Ellie saw this and thought he was mad and immediately broke down crying and Joel comforted her to tell her it was okay, and that he wasn't mad.
"I'm just mad you didn't tell me, I would've called you she if that's what you really wanted... You could've just told me Ellie" he says to her and she wipes away her tears "I'm sorry" she mumbled out "it's okay, I promise" he hugged her tightly..
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After that, everybody started calling her a she instead of misgendering her and she definitely gained a lot more self confidence from this.
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A/n: pretty short but I am thinking of making a series about this.... And about my own experiences
#ellie williams#ellie the last of us#ellie x reader#ellie tlou#trans!ellie#transgender ellie#ellie williams fluff
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sorry i feel so annoying sending more but i have so many THOUGHTS in my head it hurts
thoughts of tubbo being pissed at fitpac and cutting all contact with them and the entire island trying to get him to talk to them and fitpac gets so fed up with him talking to everyone but them and just corners him in his factory and asks him what on earth is going on!
sorry the thoughts are too much i have to write them
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don't apologize! and as for your last ask i don't think im going to do it just because it's too suggestive! <3
To say that Tubbo was pissed off would be the understatement of the year. He was so incredibly tired of feeling like he was being ignored and passed up for someone better. At first he had thought Fit and Pac dating would be fine. But now they were going on dates but themselves and it was so crystal fucking clear that they didn't need him anymore. They didn't want him. They had their little families. They had each other. And they were leaving him and Sunny all alone.
He isolated. Who could blame him? And when time after time they didn't come after him, they let themselves be pushed away with no complaint, it confirmed Tubbo's suspicions.
Annoyance was all he could muster up when the banging came at the door.
“Whaddya want?” he called, in an already ticked off voice while not moving an inch away from the desk he was sat at.
The pounding at the door didn't stop.
Tubbo leaned back in his seat and groaned, setting down the new toy he was tinkering with to surprise Sunny. He had been trying to figure out how to get a sound piece in it for days so he could gather the recordings he had of her singing to place it in. A perfect picture of her bright future.
He pushed back from the desk, slamming the doll down in frustration. “What do you WANT?” he yelled.
“Open the damn door!!” came the response back and Tubbo nearly groaned at the familiarity of that voice. Fit.
He stood, anger already pulsing through his veins, thick as his own blood. Click went the lock of the door before he flung it open.
To his surprise and annoyance, both Fit and Pac were there.
“What. Do. You. Want.”
Fit ground his teeth together visibly while Pac's eyebrows dipped down in concern. “We want to fucking talk to you man. You've been avoiding us for weeks. We're fucking worried!”
Tubbo scoffed. “You're fucking joking right?”
Fit looked down right exasperated. “Joking? Dude. You've been ghosting us for months.”
“Fitch,” Pac said, interrupting him with a hand to his arm. “How about we all calma and sit down. Try and think reasonably, yeah?”
Tubbo huffed. He didn't want to agree. Nothing in him wanted to agree but Pac's voice was so soft and endearing and he just wanted to melt into it. ‘NO' his mind screamed. “Okay,” he said.
They sat on the floor. It felt right considering how much time they had spent stretched out on top of each other on the factory floor all those months ago. But those memories hurt.
“Tubbo,” Pac said in the soft curled voice of his.
“What,” Tubbo said, hating how his voice broke on the singular word.
“Talk to us. Please? Don't leave us out of what you're going through.”
Tubbo pursed his lips tightly, trying to hold back the tears threatening to escape. “Nothing's happening. I'm not going through anything.”
To his surprise, Fit was the one to reach his hand over and thread their fingers together. “Tubbo, please. We don't want to lose you.”
Tubbo looked up and let his eyes meet Fit's hazel ones. He looked… genuinely concerned. “But,” Tubbo said slowly and hesitantly. “You guys don't need me anymore. You have each other.”
Both of their faces dropped. “What are you talking about?” Fit asked. “We needed you then and we need you now. We aren't morning crew without you. It would be what? Morning two? That's dumb as shit.”
Tubbo couldn't help but laugh a bit. “Morning Two does sound like shit.”
“Exactly,” Fit agreed. “And in the same… sense I guess. Us without you is shit.”
“That's a stupid analogy,” Tubbo muttered but he felt warm. Probably just the heat of the day. Not because it made him feel cared for.
“But it's true,” Pac chimed in. “We aren't morning crew without you. We aren't us without you.”
“But I have to ask,” Fit said hesitantly. “What about Fred?”
“What about him?”
“I thought he was your boyfriend. Hasn't he been around here taking care of you?”
Tubbo laughed humorlessly. “Nah. We went on one date. It was fun, sure but it didn't mean anything.”
Fit squeezed his hand and it was slightly sweaty and normally it would disgust Tubbo but now it was just an honest admittance that he wanted to be here, holding Tubbo's hand. “I'm sorry.”
Tubbo shrugged. “It's fine.”
“It's not,” Pac said. “But we can't help you if you don't let us in. Don't lock us out. We want to be here for you. Anytime that you need us.”
Tubbo squeezed Fit's hand harder in his own before reaching out to grab Pac's with his other hand. “Okay.”
Pac smiled at him. “Thank you.”
“Can we get out of this hell hole now?” Fit said, patting his own knee and trying to stand but Tubbo kept his grip strong on their interlocked hands.
“Hey! What the fuck are you calling a hell hole? I have excellent fucking taste in,” he spluttered. “D-design!”
Pac laughed while Fit shot him an unbelieving look. “Yeah. Okay. And that's why Sunny asks us to come over and decorate.”
Tubbo gasped. “That backstabber!! Betrayed by my own offspring.”
“She's not your offspring,” Fit protested.
Tubbo dropped his hand and shot him the nastiest look he could muster. “Yes, they are. I gave birth to her.”
“Okay, okay,” Fit surrendered, not being able to stop himself from laughing. “You gave birth to her.”
“Well no shit,” Tubbo huffed but there was no réal heat to his voice. They had come after him. Nearly broken down his door to get to him. So maybe. Just maybe. They really did care.
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I'm so sick of this. Trans men could be fucking like "lets have a discussion about unsavory attitudes or actions within queer communities when it comes to gender" and a bunch of fucking people INCLUDING OTHER TRANS MASCS are like "wooooooow cant believe youre attacking TRANS WOMEN like that this is obviously bigotry. after all theyve been through?? I am going to assume this mild criticism is about trans women (which you never said it was at all even once) and THEN tell you that because transphobia exists any disagreement with a trans woman means you want her to be HARASSED. I can't believe you think harassment is okay. also even though trans women are poor victims (I am speaking on behalf of all trans women) who you arent allowed say anything in opposition to (I think trans women are defenseless and attack people based on the idea that any criticism is trying to ruin their lives) (don't you know its impossible for a trans woman to ever be treated with respect or have a good life ever and in fact they are all doomed to being treated horribly?) (this is me HELPING trans women by the way I'm an ALLY) and trans men are the problem and somehow even though we're all in the same community Poor Trans Women are so oppressed they would be RUINED by disagreements (I am speaking on behalf of every trans woman and I know not a single one wants to have an interesting discussion about oppression or gender) this is me being an ally btw I could never be transmisogynistic by talking like this. also somehow transphobes check what type of trans you are, if youre a trans woman they hate you and if youre a trans man they say "yay you're a man" and treat you wonderfully because if youre a man youre always treated well no matter what other types of oppression you might face I think of this as being progressive.
Sorry for the long rant(?) I have a lot of thoughts. In summary: some people see themselves as such trans woman defenders that they a hundred percent loop around to infantilising them by implying its too hurtful to have a conversation. I've seen this exact type of behaviour as a trans man when it comes to misgendering. someone slips up and instead of being like "oops I mean he" they go some equivalent of "oh my gosh im sooooo sorry i cant believe I did that to you you probably feel miserable have I ruined your day oh my goodness dont cry ill make it up to you I know you have now become an emotional wreck from the horrible thing I did to you im sorry im sorry im sorry I just need to make sure everybody can hear how HURT you are by one misgendering" this is an example of how "being an ally" loops around to calling you fragile and a literal baby. They make it worse even though theyre "on your side" by implying you cant handle anything and they have to "fix it" because you just would collapse immediately at something maybe affecting you.
On the one hand, I understand where a lot of this is coming from. Trans women do get harassment campaigns started against them for small issues. It’s best not to resolve real problems with specific transfems in a public forum. So many have described the feeling of transmisogynistic hypervisibility as a panopticon and that very much applies in these discussions.
But trans women also aren’t made of glass. And they aren’t immune from making mistakes and causing harm. Making posts that contradict some trans women’s understandings of transmasc oppression is not transmisogyny. Pointing out that something they said or did was hurtful or transphobic is not transmisogyny. People act like this is how you treat trans women with respect and it’s very much not. This is not being “normal” about trans women. They are human beings who yes need some extra care and protection but are also capable of talking things out instead of collapsing into dust at the first sign of criticism. I know not all trans women like being treated this way in the slightest. I hope we’ll be able to find ways in the community to still uplift their voices and mitigate harm done to them without putting them on a high pedestal or shielding them from all criticism and intracommunity discussion that does not go their way.
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thinking about how Humans Are Space Orcs stories always talk about how indestructible humans are, our endurance, our ability to withstand common poisons, etc. and thats all well and good, its really fun to read, but it gets repetitive after a while because we aren't all like that.
And that got me thinking about why this trope is so common in the first place, and the conclusion I came to is actually kind of obvious if you think about it. Not everyone is allowed to go into space. This is true now, with the number of physical restrictions placed on astronauts (including height limits), but I imagine it's just as strict in some imaginary future where humans are first coming into contact with alien species. Because in that case there will definitely be military personnel alongside any possible diplomatic parties.
And I imagine that all interactions aliens have ever had up until this point have been with trained personnel. Even basic military troops conform to this standard, to some degree. So aliens meet us and they're shocked and horrified to discover that we have no obvious weaknesses, we're all either crazy smart or crazy strong (still always a little crazy, academia and war will do that to you), and not only that but we like, literally all the same height so there's no way to tell any of us apart.
And Humans Are Death Worlders stories spread throughout the galaxy. Years or decades or centuries of interspecies suspicion and hostilities preventing any alien from setting foot/claw/limb/appendage/etc. on Earth until slowly more beings are allowed to come through. And not just diplomats who keep to government buildings, but tourists. Exchange students. Temporary visitors granted permission to go wherever they please, so they go out in search of 'real terran culture' and what do they find?
Humans with innate heart defects that prevent them from drinking caffeine. Humans with chronic pain and chronic fatigue who lack the boundless endurance humans are supposedly famous for. Humans too tall or too short or too fat to be allowed into space. Humans who are so scared of the world they need to take pills just to function. Humans with IBS who can't stand spicy foods, capsaicin really is poison to them. Lactose intolerance and celiac disease, my god all the autoimmune disorders out there, humans who struggle to function because their own bodies fight them. Humans who bruise easily and take too long to heal. Humans who sustained one too many concussions and now struggle to talk and read and write. Humans who've had strokes. Humans who were born unable to talk or hear or speak, and humans who through some accident lost that ability later.
Aliens visit Earth, and do you know what they find? Humanity, in all its wholeness.
#humans are space orcs#humans in space#earth is a deathworld#earth is space australia#tagging this so that ppl can find it even though the space shit i write about always feels like its in direct opposition to all the pop tag#also my biggest pet peeve in all of writing - all writing. everywhere. not just in fanfic but books and tv and movies too - is when people#write off an injury by saying something like 'oh nothing bad just a couple of scratches some bruising and a minor concussion' like girl WHA#MiNOr ConCuSSioN is such an oxymoron and I hate it so fucking much. like i dont care how minor it was thats still brain damage.#especially when the same character does this more than once. like im sorry ms. but uh. you can no longer read. or talk eloquently. sorry#evidence: my brother has had two 'minor' concussions and now cannot read write or speak without tremendous effort. And like its totally#ruined my ability to watch action shows/movies because now i just sit there and count how many concussions there characters are getting#after a certain point it becomes totally impossible to believe that these guys are able to function. (still fun to watch tho im not a hater
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🏃♀️Hi hi I'm reopening my commission again since I am in the middle of my final year project and I needed funds to support my art project _(:'3」∠)_
*also if you see my previous commission post minutes ago, please disregard that I put the wrong info there ;w; Also appreciate if you guys delete my previous post too if you reblogged it 🥲
Please take note that since I am in the middle of my final year and I also have 3 pending commissions to go right now, I only be able to fully commit to this slot around the end of July!
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#//making a summoning circle in the middle of my room to summon tumblr server and personally hit it with a bat for fucking up my post#i guess this is pretty much an emergency commission too since I am so serious about looking for funds for my art project#why do i have to sacrifice my sanity and money just for a piece of paper that says i have a diploma???#anyway im going to reblog this post a lot until all my slots are taken ;w; so sorry about that guys#also very sorry if you see an increase jn my price my render takes a lot of time and im actually dealing with wrist pain lately#and my arms are making sounds that i didnt know its possible for me to crack before thats crayzyyy i dont even know i have a joint there#okay tag spam oof#commission#commission open#commission art#commission info#selfship commission#selfship art#selfship headcanon#selfship talk#selfship#selfshipping#selfship community#selfshipping community#self insert oc#self insert art#self insert community#artist on tumblr#art commission#art#art community
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you werent supposted to be here
#homestuck#homestuck turnabout#turnabout au#lil hal#hal strider#auto responder#still in my hal era im so sorry#hes got some interesting stuff going on plot-wise#that im just SHAKING to talk bout but i dont wanna spoil too fucking much#pain and suffering#one thing i can say is that him being a player kinda glitches the shit outta spurb#and later he glitches the shit outta sburb deliberately bc hes hal LMFAO#homestuck au#homestuck fanart
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Hello love 😘
I got a new request for you. A smutty one at that, if you're up for it!
Tangerine and the reader are having a nice night out, even though the reader is tired for work and mental load, she lets herself be pampered by our lovely Tan-Boy.
Back at home the pampering continues into nice and steamy sexytime 😏 but at one point reader being exhausted, tired and overstimulated she says their safeword. Tan spaced out doesn't hear her at first and so he askes again while pounding her. Tears streaming down her cheeks reader repeats herself again and Tan stops, immediately! Pulling out, talking to her calming her down, asking her what's wrong. Reader explains that Tangerine didn't do anything wrong its just her being too exhausted and overstimulated. So Tan comforts her, makes her a bath etc....
If you're up for writing this im ever as always thankful to you💕
If not that's okey as well🫶🏻
Love ya bye😘
hii honey!! idk why but I just love safeword fics😵 and I love love this! thanks for requesting, hope you like it💌
gif creds to @/peachyspaceslvt for the never ending supply of crazy hot tan gifs. ur our saviour🫡
RED.
tangerine x fem!reader — smut & angst? with comfort
word count. 537
warnings. 18+ only. pinv, doggy style, reader says safeword, comfort. minors dni
This week wasn't so forgiving and the days exhusted you.
As a reward for your efforts, Tangerine took you to dinner at a fancy restaurant on the waterside - the evening filled with good food and wine, the company of him making it all so much better. It didn't end there - the date carrying on into the night when you both finally make it home.
You're on your knees - chest pushed into the mattress and arms stretched long in front of you, Tangerine behind, his cock rutting into you. One of his hands on the back of your neck, the other gripping a handful of ass. His pace is almost relentless, the splitting feel of his dick ramming into you incessantly. It was like he was trying to make you forget about your week, replace it all with something so much better.
And for the first thirty minutes of it all, that was true. But after a while, you started to reach that point where it felt like too much, the feel of his cock giving more pain than pleasure. Everything else from this week worming it's way in and taking its toll.
With your face buried in the mattress, you mutter your safeword, your voice barely audible - the slight force of his hand on the back of your head muffling your words. Your choked-out sobs go unnoticed, the sound much like those he pulls from you usually.
You say the word again, slightly louder this time. "Red," you murmur, your tears wetting the sheet. "Red."
Though he doesn't hear you, the sound of his cock fucking into the messy state of your cunt overlapping your non-blissed cries.
"Red, red, red, red," you ramble, voice wavering. "Red."
The second he hears the first 'red', he's dragging his cock from you, a warm hand resting on the middle of your back. "I didn't hear you. I'm so sorry," he pants, catching his breath. "Fuck— I'm sorry, love. You okay?" he continues, moving to sit beside you - his hand running up your spine, making you roll over to face him. "Was I hurtin' you?" he asks, thumbing away the wet under your eyes.
You don't reply. You only sit, scooching to lean into Tan's shoulder as you wipe away the residual tears.
He wraps an arm around the middle of your back, pulling you into his side at an angle. "Got carried away," he shakes his head, voice and face filled with guilt and shame. "Real sorry, darlin'."
You slip your hand into his and hold it to your chest, your other hand wrapping around his forearm, hugging it. "It's not your fault," you whisper, pressing a kiss into the back of his hand. "I'm just... I'm just too tired. You didn't do anything wrong," you try to comfort.
You knew his brain was blowing this out of proportion, so you wanted to reassure him, even though you technically needed it more. You sit in comfortable silence, quietly consoling each other - his hand stroking up your back, your lips pressed into his other. The side of your head resting on his shoulder, his atop of yours.
“I’ll run us a bath when you’re ready.”
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Sometimes I think about Ricardão and how he often talks about his health issues and how the QSMP Info stream also helped him have company during Christmas bc he couldn't leave to go anywhere and so he spent the day with Pomme's admin playing together and so neither was alone :(((
#qsmp#sorry i get emotional when i think about ricardao too much#my guy has fucked health issues and he also has talked about his food restrictions before#the qsmp helped him so much as well and im 🥺🥺🥺🥺
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tired: the bats are so weird and creepy and everyone else is always so normal compared to them!
wired: impulse started fidgeting so hard he just started vibrating and clipped halfway through the floor and part of helen's foot before he realized what he was doing. this is just a normal tuesday
inspired: superman, superboy, and supergirl are sitting together in midair having a mild-mannered midwestern discussion as to which of their nonpowered combatant friends has the most fucked-up looking bones. several of said friends are in the room and really wish they wouldn't do this
#rimi talks#sorry every time i see a ''wow gotham is so weird and everyone else plays straightman'' post or fic i just#speedsters are walking bethesda glitches and supers are freaky powered aliens.#i haven't read as much amazon lore so i don't want to make Inaccurate Jokes but theres Definitely ways for them to be weird as fuck too#like im SURE there are theyre magic and also have superpowers#Everyone In This House Is Kind Of A Freak. All Of Them#constantly thinking abt becketts post of jon asking if he can look at bruce's fucked up skull#bc his dad says batman gets hit in the head nightly and now he's curious and wants to see#fucking devastating man laskdjflkdjs
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psych is actually so fucked up for the mommy issues they gave shawn. like idolizing her for so so long simply based on the fact she’s not henry (which is a whole other can of worms). she’s never in a single childhood flashback. she’s never mentioned even off-handedly. nobody calls her when shawn got shot, or really any of the other countless times shawn was hurt or in danger. like she sincerely in every sense of the word was a deadbeat and shawn refused to allow himself to see it because he had to hold on to the belief he had his mom to cling to because, again, she wasn’t his dad
#all that to say shawn is a textbook daddy’s boy no matter how much he wishes he wasn’t LOL#im sorry king you’re too similar to your dad and you spend too much time together youre your fathers son for real#I love you henry spencer but I also hate you….#I straight up just hate his mom sorryyyy madeline but. you fucking suck#madeleine*#and her being like. eh i thought you were old enough you could handle me abandoning you. LIKE HELLO? die#I could talk about spencer family drama forever and never be bored#psych#shawn spencer#madeleine spencer#henry spencer
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