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enwoso · 1 day

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Ooh a bit of an angsty one!

Can we have something about when Alessia transferred from United to Arsenal and how grumpy reacted to the fans (not all fans but quite a lot of them) turning on Alessia?

Something about the transition period and how they adjusted to the new club please!

Love your writing so much!

FOR THE BETTER — alessia russo x child!reader

sorry to whoever requested this that it has taken me so long, i do apologise! this was supposed to be out last week but then i was ill and then life was busy so it’s been a bit delayed but hey better late than never eh?

ALSO thank you all for 400 followers i love and appreciate each and every one of you all<3🥹

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the past couple of weeks had been a whirlwind for alessia but even more so for you. you weren't used to change nor were you a big fan of change.

you'd had basically the same routine your entire life. same bedtime, same favourite teddy, same favourite colour, same amount of sweets you were allowed before bed.

it was all you had ever known and so was manchester.

so when you got home from being australia it was a little weird to you not be going back home with your auntie ella and the other united girls like you usually would after an england camp.

when leaving for the world cup you didn't realise that, that was going to be the last time you were going to be in that home in manchester, the last time you would wake up in that home.

instead, this time you were going back with lotte and the other girls who lived in london for some strange reason unknown to you.

"mummy! where auntie ella going?" you asked as sat on top of the trolley of suitcases as alessia had went to say goodbye to her best friend not knowing when she would next see her.

"back to manchester lovie" she smiled softly, her voice a little shaky. your eyebrows knitted together a litttle, "why we not go with her, we live dere too!" you pouted, your face struck with confusion.

"lovie, we had this talk before we went to australia" alessia had stopped in the airport, dismissing lotte who stood waiting for her. signalling that you'd catch them back up.

"talk?"

"about mummy,, moving to a new club" the blonde spoke calmly trying to re jog your little memory as your mouth opened to an 'o' shape. realisation hitting you that change was happening as the talk memory appeared back into your head.

"your here, i thought you were watching tv in my room" you jumped a little at the sound of your mummy's voice as she came into your room. you'd been playing a game with your dolls on your bedroom floor.

"you wan be this one?" you asked holding up a doll towards your mum as she smiled, nodding and joined you on your bedroom floor.

"before we play though, i actually need to talk to you" your mum sounded serious as a frown appeared on your face, mummy only ever wanted to 'talk' when you had done something you were not supposed to of.

"oh- your not in trouble lovie"

"so mummy has been asked to join a new football club, called arsenal" she explained to you as the doll in your hand dropped slightly. a slight silence filling the room.

"you still play here?" you asked as your mum shook her head, "no lovie it means we have to move down to london"

you paused for a minute, it processing in your head "oh, but who play tag with after training?" you sadly smiled, you would play tag with millie and ona after each training session.

"i'm sure many of the girls will love playing tag with you, beth and leah play there too" mummy said as you looked back up from the ground.

"from england?" you asked as mummy nodded. it took a little convincing from you but once alessia had assured you, after you were a bit hesitant you agreed and didn't feel as sad about leaving manchester.

since the day in the airport, you had settled into your new home in london. it had already been better than manchester as you already seeing your uncles and grandparents more in the past week than you had the entire time that you lived in manchester.

you had made friends at your new nursery, settling in quick — quicker than alessia expected. as well as decorating your room the colour you wanted as well as picking out a new bed, which mummy had described to you as being your first big girl bed.

alessia of course had already started training for preseason. however you hadn't had a chance to go to training with being at nursery so today would be the first time meeting your mummy's teammates.

you were scared.

you don't remember meeting the united girls, to you they had always been there. but mummy said that was because you were just a baby when you first met those girls.

walking hand in hand with your mummy, your other hand holding your elephant teddy, esme which you'd had since you were really little held close and tight to your chest.

your mummy leading you to where she would put her training bag away, along with your bag before leading you down the long corridors to where the team was having lunch.

the arsenal girls knew that you were coming today and had asked alessia what was the best way to introduce themselves to you, not wanting to make you feel overwhelmed by all the new faces.

alessia suggesting that it be one by one as you weren't the biggest fan of big crowds and being fussed over.

you tugged on your mums arm, asking to be picked up as she did placing you on her hip as she walked deeper into the room. there being a few faces which you recognised that being the three england girls but once you spotted some of the other girls you hid your face deep in your mum's neck.

"oh is that you tiny?" beth beamed as you kept your face hidden feeling the movement of alessia sitting down. her hand rubbing up and down your back to try and soothe you, hoping you would come out from your little shell you'd put yourself in.

"she's gone all shy" alessia shrugged as she tried to peel you from your hiding spot, only whines coming from you as you dug your face deeper into her chest.

"shy? if there's one thing tiny isn't and that's shy!" you heard leah say, as well as your mum hum as she nodded her head in agreement.

it was true when you had the chance you could easily talk for england and would most definitely come away with a gold medal in that type of competition. alessia had her brothers and ella to thank for your chattiness even though she loved to hear you ramble on about anything and everything.

“tiny! do you want to see these photos of myle?” beth tried this time, you had been obsessed with the little puppy that beth had just gotten. myle was so small and any time you were at beth’s you would sit and talk to myle — you considered myle to be one of your best friends since you’d moved to arsenal as she too was getting used to all the new faces just like you were.

this seemed to do the trick as you slowly peeled yourself from your mums chest, half your face turning to look at beth, as the other half was covered with your grey elephant teddy. beth who was on her phone more than likely looking for the photos.

you looked up to your mum still unsure as you could see out the corner of your eye the unknown faces of your mummy’s new teammates. your mummy smiling nodding her head enthusiastically as you slowly climbed down from her lap and over to beth who was sat in between leah and viv.

you fingers in your mouth, you other hand having esme the elephant in it as you walked nervously over to beth, standing next to her as she lifted you onto her lap.

her phone screen in front of you as she showed you an arrange of photos of myle, some with a little scarf wrapped around her collar, some of her just lying asleep around beth and viv’s apartment and the rest were myle with some of the girls who were sat in the room with you right now.

“who dat?” you pointed to one of the girls who was holding myle another one of the girls sat next to her as your face scrunched at the unknown people.

“that’s vic and steph, look their over there!” beth pointed the two girls out as they both noticed you looking at them sending you a small wave, as you returned it. alessia watching on as she talked with leah and viv a smile appearing on the blondes face as she watched you slowly come out of your shell.

beth carried on swiping through the photos as you had now learned who kyra, katie, caitlin and stina were sending them all a small shy wave as beth pointed them out in the canteen.

“who dis?” you pointed to the girl in the photo as beth has swiped to the next photo.

“and that’s lia” beth smiled as you looked at her confused, “no that not leah? le there” you frowned as you pointed to the blonde leah who was sat with your mum across the table from you.

beth chuckling lightly at your little misunderstanding, “no tiny, there’s another lia! look there” beth pointed to the other lia as you awh in realisation, sending the lia a little wave like you’d done with the other girls.

“there two leah’s?” you turn to look at beth, who nodded with a smile on her face.

beth carried on, pointing out each of the arsenal girls as you did your signature shy wave at them as beth felt a slight feeling of accomplishment that you’d began to come out your shell, yes you may have not actually met the girls properly but you’d been introduced to and anyway there was plenty of time for you to meet them, the arsenal girls would not only becoming your mummy’s new teammates but they in time would become part of your family.

alessia had now been at arsenal for a few months now and you both had fully settled in, your home in london had finally come together and your room was fully decorated and in your opinion a lot better than your room in manchester.

and now the league had started and you’d now become fully acquainted with all the girls and as your mum had expected once you’d come out your shell, you loved them all.

after beth sat you down and showed you all the girls, it took you a few days to learn all there faces but you had now learned all about them and they had learned all about you and your little habits too.

katie who you learned was irish and had an accent that you found funny as she would say some words funny like the word three always had you in stitches as it sounded like tree, she was cool too as she would let you get away with being a little naughty sometimes.

caitlin, steph and kyra were all australian, they all had a funny accent to you too but the three of them were all different. caitlin was quiet but she would always let you pass the ball to her and play tag with you once training was done.

steph would let you talk to her as she answered all your questions you had about australia especially after just spending the summer there. and kyra well she would help you cause trouble, she would always sit with you and colour as well as dance around the changing room with you when the music was on.

vic was someone who mummy would sometimes take to training, and who mummy would spent a lot of time with when at training. vic was dutch just like viv. and vic wasn’t a big fan of mummy’s driving and on a morning when you were going to training with the as you sat in the back vic would sometimes sit and complain about mummy’s driving as you would sit in the back in your car seat giggling.

and for lia it had taken you a few days to wrap your head around there being two leah’s as in your mind you had only met one leah and that was blonde leah. so you had decided to give them your own nicknames, leah one and lia two just so you didn’t get confused.

as for the rest of the girls they had all been very welcoming to you and your mummy, helping you both to fit in.

and now it was onto the second match of the season against manchester united, the first time alessia was going to be back since she left. to say she was a little nervous was an understatement but she was trying her best not to show it.

“you okay?” lotte asked knowing how much the blonde had been dreading this fixture to come, and it being so early on in the season was not helping. as she walked into the leigh sports village with alessia, you following suit next to her.

wearing your new arsenal shirt, russo printed on the back in big white capital letters over the top of your hoodie it being a cold october night down in manchester something alessia definitely wasn’t missing since moving back down south.

alessia didn’t say anything just nod as she looked over to her england teammate, her lip bottom lip between her teeth as her eyes making sure not to loose you as you three reached the changing room.

you sat on the bench quietly watching your ipad munching on a few snacks you’d been given as your mummy got changed and did her pre match routine.

“mummy?” you looked up from your ipad, your mum doing her hair as you watched her wrap her bobble around her bun. “yes lovie?” she smiled at you.

“we see auntie ella and mazza?” you asked, you knew that arsenal were playing manchester united as you had overheard mummy talking to auntie ella on the phone you then interrupting and talking to ella and how you were excited to see her after a few months not yet being totally used to not seeing her every single day of the week.

the excitement following through the entire week as it was all you had spoken about to anyone you’d seen, even the staff at your nurseries knew.

“after the game we can, i’m sure they are both just excited to see you” she smiled as you nodded excitedly, you little legs swinging from the bench as mummy kissed the top of your head before smoothing out her kit to change into, your attention going back to your ipad.

the match had now begun and was just nearing half time and you were sat with leah one who had come down on the bus with the team, but she still had a big ouchie on her knee meaning she couldn’t play.

you were wrapped in a blanket with your big thick puffer on which mummy had made sure to zip right up before she ran onto the pitch.

watching with a smile, but that smile quickly dropped as then you noticed.

the manchester united fans were booing your mummy. the same fans which would cheer and shout her name while asking her to sign and take photos with her just a few months ago. they were now booing.

the first time you thought maybe it was just a mistake, but then it happened again. every time your mummy touched the ball, they booed.

“why they booing?” you asked, as leah frowned not knowing how to exactly explain it to you but she could tell it was upsetting you.

“i’m not sure tiny” leah sighed as she pulled you onto her lap so you had a better view of the pitch. making sure your blanket was kept around you to keep you from the crisp cold air.

“me no like it” you huffed, a frown not replacing the smile that was on your face moments ago.

“it’s okay, look your mummy’s got the ball, she might score!” leah tried to turn your focus away from the sound of the booing but that’s all you could hear, it was ringing through your ears.

“stop! make it stop le!” you whined shoving your head into her chest as your fingers went into your ears. leah’s heart dropping as she watched you start to cry, deciding it was probably best to take you into back inside away from all the noise.

alessia watched each step that leah took, you in her arms. your face hidden, alessia knew straight away that the noise of the booing as well as the nasty chants were upsetting you. alessia had learned with time to block them out when she was playing but you were young and took things more sensitively.

leah had turned back to try and catch alessia’s eyes, quickly realising alessia was already watching leah. alessia mouthing a quick, ‘is she okay?’ knowing that was probably a silly thing to ask but she did always before running to get the ball from katie, still noticing the quick thumbs up that leah threw towards alessia.

the booing only spurred alessia on more, wanting to play that well that it would silence them. something the travelling arsenal fans had been good at, chanting louder than the many home fans.

leah took you back into the changing room just after half time has finished doing her best to calm you down and distract you — it taking a few laps around the inside of the stadium and a trip to the food van before the tears stopped.

back in the changing room, you sat down on the bench, your ipad propped up as you both began to watch a cartoon as you placed your blanket across your legs and leah knees being extra careful to not hurt her ouchie on her knee.

you both being very consumed by the bright light of the ipad screen you both didn’t even hear the sound of the changing room door go, the girls beginning to pile in at the end of the match.

“hey lovie” you mum cooed softly, placing a hand on your head slightly startling both you and leah. but you were quickly jumping into her arms as she twirled you around.

“you okay now?” she asked softly as you nodded, your arms wrapped around your mummy’s neck not wanting to let go. alessia rubbing her hand up and down your back as you placed a little kiss on your cheek, mouthing a thank you to leah who smiled nodding her head.

“good” alessia whispered, as you let go from hugging you mum as you sat on her hip. “why were they booing” you asked innocently, the same frown appearing from earlier, since you didn’t get a proper answer from leah, you might from mummy.

“there just upset i left that’s all lovie, there silly anyway and there nothing you-” your mummy began as your frown still stayed, “-need to worry about, okay” she finished booping your nose a small smile flashing on your lips.

“i know you love me and that’s all that matters” mummy told you with a smile as you nodded.

“now we need that smile to come back, cause i don’t think auntie ella and mazza will want to see you all grumpy!”

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iamyourdailydoseofbi · 2 days

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With season 2 of HOTD coming up. Let's remember the following :

Do not send hate / r@pe / de@th threats to the actor's, they are just doing their jobs. ( Just like the worker at the check-out register is doing their's. )

Do not send hate / r@pe / d@ath threats to other members of the fandom because you have a different opinion ( liking a team and / or character, on horrific events, etc. )

This is all fake. It's a fictional TV show. None of it is real. ( Let's say this again for those who cannot hear me )

👏 NONE 👏 OF 👏 IT 👏 IS 👏 REAL 👏

The actor's are not their character's.

( Example )

Tom and Ewan ARE NOT Aegon and Aemond. Tom and Ewan are REAL PEOPLE you can see on the street. Aegon and Aemond are people you ONLY SEE IN THE TV SHOW / BOOKS.

Real People v.s. Fictional Character's

There is no shame in simping / lusting over a character / actor in that role and still acknowledge their faults.

You can be like "Tom is hot as Aegon, but I can still acknowledge that Aegon is a bad person in the TV Show and done some truly bad things." or "Matt Smith is so hot as Daemon, but I can still acknowledge that Daemon has done some bad things."

Are we all good? Great! ENJOY YOUR FAV HOT TARGARYEN / HIGHTOWER / VELARYON / STARK / WHOEVER WHEN THE SEASON COMES OUT.

---

Tagging all the HOTD fans I know on here..

@lovelykhaleesiii

@fragileheartbeats

@nightvers

@zaldritzosrose

@lady-ashfade

@cayenne1

@youraverageaemondsimp

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ljubitelj-sonca · 3 days

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How to find your way around Joblr!

Hello! This is your first time on Joblr and you're wondering how this works? So relatable, been there, this website can be confusing!

But do not fret. We're happy to have you here and want you to have a good time.

So here's a guide on how to exist on Tumblr dot com and how to have a good time being a fan of Joker Out on this website.

Collectively written by the Joblr Discord Server.

Here you'll find:

what you are getting yourself into

a step by step guide on how this website works

spoken and unspoken rules of RPF on tumblr

First of all, what are you getting yourself into?

Pros:

So many talented artists, writers, editors, gif makers, meme makers, it's actually wild! And they all do this for free!!

Long rant posts with detailed analyses on whatever new photos Damon has taken of the guys

Pics, Gifs, vids and clips of gigs, interviews and their social media, also often throwbacks (with sources/credits if the original posters didn't take them themselves)

So many lovely and unhinged thoughts people leave in the tags when reblogging your posts (more on how that works later) so you see direct reactions to what you've made

A very chill environment with virtually no drama or arguments (and we really mean that <3), the only thing we're feral about are the guys

Cons (or something):

The "what is Kris's hair colour?" discourse pops up every couple months

So many polls (but are we really complaining about that?)

You're intrigued! Nice! How does all this work then?

Step 1 - your blog:

Create your blog and customize it.

Unfortunately Tumblr is dealing with a lot of bots that look exactly like new blogs. So if you keep your profile picture and header as the default one, blogs you follow might think you're a bot and block you. TO PREVENT THAT: change your profile pic and header to something you like and maybe add something in your description, even if it's just "Hi, I'm just here to lurk, do not perceive me".

That shows other blogs that you're a real person and they'll enjoy having you as a follower.

Step 2 - general tags:

Take a look at some tags you enjoy.

Tumblr is all about tagging, which is essentially nothing other than a hashtag, but they're only at the very bottom of a post, in a separate little section. (Writing "#joker out" in the middle of your post does absolutely nothing, but if you use the tag "joker out" in the tags section, your post will appear in the "#joker out" tag on tumblr)

For example, we have tags for each of the boys, as well as a general "joker out" of course. But there are also tags for ships (more on ships later!). Find some you're interested in and take a peep inside.

(You can also follow tags to find them easier again later.)

Step 3 - reblogging (and more tags):

See a post you like? Reblog it!

Reblogging is just about the best thing about tumblr, it's truly the easiest and quickest way to connect with other blogs.

A reblog is a little bit like a retweet on Twitter, it is not a repost! You are taking a copy of the post and slapping it onto your blog, kinda like a scrap book. But the fun thing: you can leave your thoughts!

Here's where tags come back into play: they're not only to file your posts and to have them appear in tags, they're the place to leave any little comments you might have.

For example: you see a post with a gif of Kris at a gig, he's wearing an outfit you like and fun sunglasses. So you click on the little reblog button. At the very bottom of the post, you have the gray bubble with the tag "#add tags to help people find your post" (or whatever it corresponds to in your language) (or just "add tags" on mobile). Click it, and write what you think.

#Kris i missed you!! #he looks so good in that jacket #and also thank you to whoever gave him those sunglasses #<3333 #Kris Guštin #joker out

Then when you reblog the post, it will appear on your blog with those tags at the bottom. The tags you leave on a post will only be on your blog. Someone in turn can reblog the post from your blog and leave their own tags.

The original poster (short: op) will see all the tags people leave on their post in their activity and other people can see them when they click on "notes". It's so much fun to click through what people leave in the tags, be it your own post or someone else's.

Of course you don't have to reblog posts, the like button is there too. But reblogs are the only way posts are spread throughout the fandom, as there is no proper algorithm (which we're all very glad about!!!), and they're the way for you to personalise your blog. So reblog liberally! It's how this website thrives!

Step 4 - following blogs:

Follow blogs you enjoy!

In order for posts to appear on your feed (your timeline), you have to follow blogs, that makes sense. So when you find a blog whose posts (or art or writing or whatever they blog about) you like, give them a follow.

Now, on other websites it might be seen as creepy to spamlike someone's account. Here it's like the biggest compliment ever to go through someone's blog and like and reblog a lot of their posts (especially if you leave your thoughts in the tags). It is absolutely flattering!

Step 5 - making posts:

Make posts if you want.

It's totally fine to just exist on this website and to like and reblog stuff, there is absolutely no pressure. But posting is fun!

You made some art? You took a photo or video at a concert? You have a question about something or just a cursed thought? We'd love to see it! Slap it into a post and share it with the Joker Out world.

Add tags about the people involved so others can find it, a little "#my art/video/pic" so we know you made/took it yourself, and even share some behind the scenes thoughts in the tags if you want.

Tags for a drawing can look like this for example:

#this took me so long #but I'm really proud of how it turned out!! #the shading was a struggle but oh welk #*well #tried a new brush #jure maček #my art #joker out

And then others can like and reblog your post with their own thoughts.

Keep in mind: do not (re)post someone else's art/Gifs/writing without their explicit consent! If you do (with their consent), credit them (you can add links to text by highlighting the text and clicking on the little link symbol, then copying the link into the bar. It looks like this.) (Here is a handy guide on how to repost Gifs on Tumblr while giving proper credit at the same time.) Same goes for sharing photos the band, their photographers or their friends have posted on social media: give credit when needed.

There has been a serious issue with people stealing Gifs off of Tumblr and posting them on Twitter without consent or credit. That is not okay! People spend a lot of time and effort making them, having them get stolen like that is incredibly frustrating!

Step 6 - making friends:

Interact with other people.

Now, we totally get that this is scary. But think about this: everyone else on this website, in this fandom, is just some guy (gender neutral). We're all wimps giggling, kicking our feet at five slovenian men and their music. Honestly, there's nothing scary about us, even if it might feel like it.

But we love making friends! And that doesn't necessarily entail sliding into some DMs to talk to people (but you can do that, most blogs are super okay with that), there are many ways to interact with others on this website.

The tags are one way of course, for your own thoughts or to respond to something OP has mentioned in their post. Making posts and polls and asking people to interact with you is another way, then you can see their thoughts in the tags, how fun is that!

Another way is asks, which is a special bonus feature on Tumblr. When you're on someone's blog, some have a little bubble below their description with "ask me anything" or something along that inside (unless they have turned off the feature). Click that, and you can ask them a question which they can then respond to publicly (or privately) in a post.

People use this feature for writing or art prompts, ask games, birthday wishes, or just to ask random questions or share thoughts. You can even send anonymous asks if you're too shy (some people take advantage of that to send anonymous hate. Do not be one of those people!). But it's always nice to have a face behind the ask.

Keep in mind, not all artists/writers are open for prompts or requests. Some state it somewhere on their blog if they are or aren't, some reblog lists with prompts and explicitly ask for them. If you're unsure, send them an ask or a DM and ask about it.

Then there are also Discord servers of course. There are a couple different ones floating around. If you're interested in the Joblr one for example, feel free to send me a DM! :D

Step 7 - ignoring and blocking:

Saw something you don't like? No stress, just ignore it.

It's as easy as that. The best way to have a good time in fandom, is to focus on what you enjoy. So when someone makes a post you don't like or has a take you disagree with, just scroll past it.

If you feel like the blog and its posts you don't like keep appearing, block them. For real, the block button is your friend. And no one is going to be mad at you, promise.

Arguing on the internet is not fun for anyone involved (you, the person who made the post, everyone who sees your argument), especially when it's about personal opinions (that includes interpretations, ships, even kinks). So it's best to just. not.

There’s also the option to blacklist/filter tags, if you don’t like a specific ship for example, but it’s also really helpful for triggers you’d rather not see! On desktop, you do so by clicking “Settings” and then scrolling down until you see “Content you see”. There under “Filtered Tags” you can add tags you’d rather avoid, and under “Filtered Post Content” you can do the same with, well, post content. On mobile, you go to your blog and click the settings icon, then “Account Settings”, then “Content You See”. There you’ll find “Filtered Tags” and “Filtered Post Content”.

This way, posts that are tagged with the filtered tag or include the filtered word will be blocked with the message “This post contains filtered tags/content”. There’s also a button to view the post anyways, but you do so at your own risk of course! There’s content you’d rather not see behind it!

(Of course, if you see someone being bigoted, being particularly hateful or spreading misinformation, that's a different thing! It's totally fine to defend or correct someone. In most cases, the comment section or even DMs is the best place for that, to keep it about the people involved. Making posts about it, will let it get out of hand and is rarely necessary, unless it's really important.)

Spoken and unspoken rules of RPF (real people fiction) on Tumblr (and by extension: AO3)

(In no particular order)

1. They're real people.

Joker Out's members (and their friends) are real people we know virtually nothing about. We know that we know virtually nothing about them. And we are totally okay with this.

The people we post about, write fics about, draw are fictionalised versions of the real people (maybe with the exception of when we post pics/vids we've taken or share what they've shared on social media). Most of it is made up, because again, we don't know them. And in no way shape or form is anything we write/post/draw speculation about what they might be like in real life. We know this and are okay with this and that's exactly what makes RPF fun.

This way we can just make shit up! Wanna draw them in skirts? Give them random jobs? Trans their genders? Think about different dynamics? All of that is fair game, because it's all made up.

So when we call Kris a princess and Jan a babygirl, we are not reducing them to that or think that they're only like this in real life. In the next sentence, we might call Jan a hunky dude, and both are correct.

Same goes for ships. Ships like Jan x Nace, or Kris x Damon stem from the interactions the real people share with us, but in the end, anything we make of it is entirely made up and doesn't represent the real people at all. Be it an AU or something that could've happened during an event that really happened.

You'll often find disclamers like this (much shorter versions tho) in the beginning notes of fics.

2. Keep fandom in fandom spaces.

Fandom is not a secret, the guys are probably well aware of what's happening on social media in their fandom spaces (though probably no specifics). So far they have not expressed any discomfort with any of it, even encouraged it in some way or another.

If that ever changes, if they ever do say that they are uncomfortable with what is written about them, we will respect that and refrain from doing so. Their comfort comes first.

Still, we don't want them to accidentally stumble across something they haven't been actively searching for, so we keep it on Tumblr and AO3, where it's unlikely they'll just randomly find it.

So please refrain from sharing art/fics on sites like Twitter or Instagram, which we know they frequent, if the artists don't post them there themselves.

3. Don’t like? Don’t read.

This rule goes for basically everything on the internet and corresponds with Step 7 - Ignoring and blocking, but it’s helpful to repeat it here again.

You might enjoy being in a real people fandom differently than others. Maybe you don’t like reading fics about the people involved, or don’t like some interpretations others have of them. That is totally okay! Everyone enjoys different things.

But if you don’t like something, simply don’t read it - or scroll past it, or block the blog, or filter the tag, you get the gist. Receiving comments like, “this is so weird, why does this exist? Why are people like this?” is incredibly hurtful and will gain the commenter absolutely nothing (apart from others thinking they’re a super shitty person), so don’t leave them. Just go on with your day.

Tldr: Be respectful, be mindful, be creative, be open, and if need be, take a step back. That’s really all it takes.

Alrighty! Now you know a whole lot more about how Tumblr works and how we're existing in the fandom here.

We hope you're staying for longer than just to lurk about what it's like here, and that you're having a good time. We’re looking forward to going feral about Joker Out with you!

If you have any questions, the comment section is a good place to leave them, there others can find them and the answers as well. Or feel free to try out the ask button on my blog <3

#thanks to the lovely people in the Joblr discord for helping with this #we're genuinely having the time of our lives here #and we know and want you to have the same fun #joker out #bojan cvjetićanin #kris guštin #jan peteh #jure maček #nace jordan #joblr

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cera-writes · 1 day

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Nightcrawler admits he and (whoever) have finally agreed to tie the knot.

Pairing: Kurt Wagner x AFAB!Reader Tags: just pure fluff

Breaking the News

You and Kurt had gathered all the X-Men in the living room, a buzz of anticipation hanging in the air.

Ororo, perched on the armrest of the worn-out sofa, arched an eyebrow at the two figures standing nervously in the doorway. Kurt fidgeted with a small blue box held tightly in his hand. Beside him, you stood, a shy smile gracing your lips, your hand resting possessively on his arm.

"Alright, lovebirds," Logan drawled, a hint of amusement in his gruff voice. "Spill the beans. What's with the fancy duds and the cryptic smiles?"

You shared a quick glance with Kurt, silently encouraging him. He took a deep breath, his yellow eyes flickering across the expectant faces.

"Well, you see," he began, his voice surprisingly steady for someone known for teleporting in and out of existence, "there's some exciting news (y/n) and I wanted to share it with everyone."

Jean, ever the empath, let out a delighted gasp. "You don't mean...?"

"A baby?!" Morph gawked. "No, no, no. Gosh, nothing like that." you smirked, shaking your head, hands held up in protest.

"Darn, thought we'd see some little fuzzy blue babies crawling around the X-Mansion." Rogue added. Remy hummed in response, a small smile playing at his lips.

"Lemme guess. You finally popped the question?" Remy asked, raising a brow.

Kurt grinned, the familiar mischievous glint returning to his eyes. "That's right, Freund! (y/n) said yes!" With a flourish, he popped open the small box, revealing a ring unlike any other the X-Men had seen. Its band was crafted from a swirling blue energy, reminiscent of Kurt's teleportation abilities, and cradled a single, dazzling diamond.

The room erupted in cheers. Ororo whooped with joy, throwing her arms around you in a congratulatory hug. Scott clapped Kurt on the back, a genuine smile splitting his face. Jean, her eyes shining, pulled you into a tight embrace.

Logan, ever the grumpy one, simply raised his fist in a silent toast. "Well, about damn time," he muttered, though a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

"Congratulations, you two!" Jubes exclaimed, bouncing on the balls of her feet. "This is amazing! When's the big day?"

Kurt chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "We haven't set a date yet. But," he added, his voice taking on a more serious tone, "we both know we want to start this next chapter together, with all of you by our side."

You leaned into his side, squeezing his hand. The warmth of his affection and the supportive cheers of your friends filled you with a joy that rivaled even the dazzling diamond sparkling on your finger. This wasn't just about getting married; it was about building a future with the love of your life, surrounded by the chosen family you had found in the X-Men. The future, once a distant dream, now stretched before you, filled with the promise of love, laughter, and maybe even a few teleportation mishaps along the way.

#xmen #x men 97 #cera writes #nightcrawler x reader #kurt wagner one shot #kurt wagner x reader

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ador3rin · 2 days

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₊˚ෆ karasuno's #9 | return to main | go to next

it was the morning of the practice match with your school’s long term rival, karasuno. once dubbed the ‘flightless crows’, the former powerhouse school had managed to claw their way back up the leaderboards and were now a force to be reckoned with.

the return of their glory was often accredited to the current group of third years, and perhaps most infamous of all, the monster duo known as hinata shoyo and kageyama tobio. you had the pleasure of witnessing one of their first official games of the season at the time, a little over a year ago at the inter-high championships.

kiyoko had invited you to tag along to yachi’s inaugural game as their solo manager, which was also roughly when you had became acquainted with the blonde girl. that was the first time you’d crossed paths with him.

kageyama tobio, with his signature piercing blue eyes and cool, calm, collected attitude, you almost felt like your world had stopped on it’s axis. so this was what it felt like, you thought to yourself. to be completely swept up by someone’s undeniable beauty. you’d found yourself unable to take your eyes off of the genius setter for the entirety of the match.

your cousin, bless her heart, had mistakenly thought you’d fallen in love with volleyball, beaming with pride as she commentated the game for you, showing off her valuable insider knowledge. you didn’t have the heart to tell her that you were actually drooling over her former underclassman.

the game eventually ended with three sets won by karasuno, the crowd still positively buzzing over the last point that was snatched by kageyama with an almost disrespectful setter dump. kiyoko ushered you down from the stands where you’d been sitting and led the way towards the current in house celebrities, exchanging warm greetings with her old friends.

not wanting to intrude on what was no doubt a joyful reunion, you walked yourself over towards the sidelines in hopes of blending in with the walls until she was finished. from up close, all the players were so much taller than you had initially expected, since from way up in the stands where you sat, they all resembled mini action figures.

upon the realisation that the crew who had begun rushing back and forth around you were actually staff trying to pack up their equipment, you’re overwhelmed by the sudden mayhem and find yourself taking a few steps back. your eyes are glued to the large swivelling camera in front of you, hoping to avoid getting knocked unconscious by all the heavy metal machinery.

a large pair of hands gently place themselves on your shoulders, stopping you from completely knocking into whoever was currently behind you. straining your neck to see who the culprit is, you’re met with a certain setter’s broad chest, still clad in his black and orange jersey. the number nine stands proudly front and centre, and you glance up at tobio who is meeting your eyes with an unreadable expression.

“s-sorry! i didn’t know anyone was there.” you stammer out an apology, taking a step forward as you spin on your heels to regain a respectable distance between yourself and the male. he blinks at you, unresponsive, and you rub your arm awkwardly, and the two of you stare at each other silently for what feels like an eternity.

“it’s okay, it was my fault too.” tobio responds cooly, shifting his weight from one leg to the other before he speaks up again. “you’re uh, kiyoko-san’s sister, right?” his head cocks to the side questioningly, maintaining unbroken eye contact with you.

“cousin,” you correct. the way that his eyes are boring into you causes you to second guess if there might be something on your face. “you were really cool out there, by the way.” the overwhelming urge to praise him prevails over your current nerves, despite the fact that he’d probably already heard it from literally everyone else here.

“i don’t really know much about volleyball so, i’m probably missing out on alot, but.. uh, yeah. you were cool.” your embarrassing nonsensical word vomit of a compliment makes you genuinely wish for the floor to open up and swallow you whole.

“thank you, yn." kageyama replies bashfully. the apples of his cheeks are flushed a deep red, and you probably would’ve noticed had you not been so starstruck yourself.

fast forwarding to present day, you had just managed to find your way back to hina and the team. kemi was seated nearby with other student spectators who had gathered, as unfortunately only team members were allowed to be courtside.

“tell me everything!” hina practically pounces onto you, swatting at your shoulder as she giggles teasingly, eyes pooling with pent up mischief. “wait, not now though, i want to properly sit and listen.” you simply nod your head, currently lacking the energy to fight back her dictatorship.

suna upon noticing your return, finishes off his stretches and begins making his way towards you once your conversation with hina is over. you lock eyes with him as he nears, shooting him a small smile and he swears he felt his heart stop, even if just for a moment.

he approaches you with a roll of athlete’s tape in hand, armed with a playful grin. jutting the tape into your hand before you can protest, he presents both of his hands before you. standing there staring up at him dumbfoundedly, it takes you a moment before you understand what he’s getting at and your eyes widen in surprise.

“really? you want me to do it? now?” sure it might’ve been only a practice match, but knowing your team, there was no way they would perform at anything less than their absolute best, especially given their opponent.

rintaro simply nods wordlessly, wiggling his fingers relentlessly to further get his demand across. you give in with an amused shake of your head, grabbing his hands to still his dancing fingers as you peel back the white tape. the pair of you are fixated on the current task at hand, and are both too preoccupied with conversation to notice the dirty glare being cast in your direction.

“okay, all done!” you exclaim, beaming proudly at your work. hey, if college didn’t work out for you, you just might have a bright future in the sports industry. “good luck out there suna!”. throwing him a pair of thumbs up, you ready yourself to head back over to hina and the coach.

“i don’t need luck.” suna responds calmly, and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t feel butterflies in your stomach right now. “thanks for taping me up yn.” shooting you one last cocky grin, he turns on his heels and heads over to join his team on the court.

# mew's notes :

inarizaki lost 2/3 of the training matches, and the last one ended in a draw because they had to travel back home

to this day kiyoko believes that yn has liked volleyball all along (bless her)

kemi is sat with hina on the bus, yn is with atsumu and suna with osama

# tags :

@phoenix-eclipses @semiis @iluv-ace @nbcvs @snail-squasher @whykirbo @ridzu

if your username is purple, it means i've had issues tagging you. your blog may be hidden, just shoot me an ask/leave a comment if you'd like me to try again! ᡣ𐭩

#♡theunexpectedprotagonist #ador3rin #ador3haikyuu!!#suna rintaro #suna x reader #smau #haikyuu smau #hq smau #haikyuu

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softboynick · 12 hours

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wip wednesday - 6/12/24

thank you for the tags besties @firstprincehornyramblings @priincebutt <3

sharing more from my please please please inspired au which has now evolved into a 5+1 fic LOL

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Between getting handcuffed in the middle of a bar and being put into the backseat of a cop car, he doesn’t see Tall, Blond, and Beautiful at all, so he figures he lost his chance for good.

That is, until one of the officers comes by his cell later that evening and lets him know that someone’s bailed him out. He’s confused because his sister is still in D.C. with Mom and Leo, Nora is in Boston, and Dad’s in California. So who the fuck is bailing him out?

“Who?” Alex asks the officer—Gupta, her badge says.

Officer Gupta simply shrugs and says, “Henry Fox.”

He stares blankly at her as he steps out of the cell. “Am I supposed to know who that is?”

“How long have you been in New York?”

“I just moved here last week.”

Her mouth twists with a confused frown. “Right.” He doesn’t know exactly what to make of the look she gives him.

He takes his belongings after filling out some paperwork and follows her to the exit. He slows to a stop when he sees Tall, Blond, and Beautiful standing in the middle of the lobby. In the harsh lighting of the precinct, he can see that he is wearing a full suit and tie, like he works at some uptight corporate job.

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

The man, who he now knows is Henry Fox (whoever that is), offers him a dry smirk. “And here I thought you’d be grateful that I bailed you out.”

Alex furrows his brows. “Wait, what? Why the fuck would you do that?”

Henry shrugs. “I’d like to think you were defending my honor back there. Consider this a payment for the whiskey.”

A grin slowly creeps onto his face. “That’s a lot of money for just three dollars worth of whiskey, sweetheart.”

“Hm, perhaps.”

“So, what I’m hearing is that we should go out for drinks.”

“Where on Earth did you hear that?” Henry raises an eyebrow. “Do you need a ride home?”

“Only if you’re offering, sweetheart,” Alex says, and when he ends up in the passenger seat of Henry’s honest-to-god Aston Martin, he has to wonder: What the hell is his life?

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tags under the cut!

tagging: @henrysfox @taste-thewaste @bigassbowlingballhead @eusuntgratie @lfg1986-2

@captainjunglegym @duchessdepolignaca03 @onthewaytosomewhere @stratocumulusperlucidus @meraki-yao

@itsmaybitheway @bitbybitwrites @sheepywritesfics @tinyarmedtrex @thinkof-england

@henryspearl @theprinceandagcd @anchor-bird-94 @fivequartersoftheorange @remembertheskittles + OPEN TAG

#wip wednesday

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princessmaybank · 1 day

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Please Read ❤️

Hey everyone, I'm not going to go into details but I wanted to make this post for @redhead1180 She is going through a tough time right now and could use some kind words. She is my best and closest friend on this app and deserves the world! She is hilarious and absolutely amazing in every way possible. I'm asking everyone tagged or whoever sees this to please comment something nice about her! Make her day, put a smile on her face! Love you Lexi ❤️

Tags:

@th3eternalersi @mayfieldss @rafescokewhore @rafescurtainbangz @maybankslover @juniebugg @stxrslut @chimindity @starkeysprincess @babygorewhore @haven247 @kraekat29 @rubiehart @echo-at-the-pond @obx-frathouse @maybankskiss @everydaydreamer @lilymaybank @lilacheavenn @princessslutt @princessbrunette + so many more people who love Lexi ❤️

#redhead1180 #love for lexi #outer banks #jj maybank #rudy pankow smut #rudy pankow x reader #obx fic #obx x reader #outer banks smut #jj maybank smut #jj maybank imagine #smut prompts

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al1ce-pract1ce · 6 hours

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h0w to avo1d being term3d, a masterlist guide for 3dbIr

please like and reblog as i can't use tags ♡

almost all info compiled from these two posts, full creds to them : post 1 post 2

general tips ☆

- avoid posting + reblogging lots of th1nsp0

- dont use tags that have the "everything okay?" popup, this puts you on tumblr's radar

- avoid following people who have the "this account contains potentially mature content" popup on their blog, this also puts you on tumblrs radar

- bl0ck staff, cheezbot, haikubot, and any other popular bots

- avoid using non 3d related tags

- avoid using 3d related tags too. using them a lot is likely to get you termed. you'll get less reach, but at least you'll get to stay

- check new followers and bl0ck any non 3d blogs

- bl0ck all empty / blank accounts and inactive blogs

- minors : be careful not to follow blogs that have "minors dni" on their page, and bl0ck ones you see. even other 3d blogs report minors sometimes for breaking their dni

- keep st4ts, b0dych3cks, th1nspo, $h and probably any other visually tr1gger1ng photos under a "keep reading" divider

- keep your likes and following hidden, and bl0ck anyone who doesnt. if someone is going on a rep0rting spree, they'll very likely go through whoever their reporting's followers and likes. protect each other and yourselves!

- this one might be obvious, but DONT reach out to supp0rt. they will ignore whatever youre asking for help for, and t3rm1nate your acc0unt.

words to cens0r and examples of how to cens0r them ☆

c4lories / c4ls, 3d, 4n4 / 4nor3xi4, mi4, w3ight / w3ight I0ss, b1nge, purg3, bOdy ch3cks, th1nsp0, m3ansp0, sw33tsp0, f4tsp0, bOnesp0, f4sting, ⭐️ving, st4rv1ng, di3t, r3stricting, c/s.

i also cens0r things like "acc0untability" "3at" or "tr1gger1ng" sometimes if i worry that the context theyre in will raise red flags, but thats probably just me being extra careful. as you can see i cens0r a lot of things in fear of the smallest things getting me t3rm3d, you probably dont have to go that far.

that's all for now! if anyone knows any more, feel free to add it in the comments ♡

#poisoned molly

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wooyoungisbaby · 2 days

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@beenbaanbuun tagged me :) ily

how does pinterest see you? search up:

fashion · pantone · mood · food

and put the first picture that shows up

...yeah that checks out.

tagging @halavibe @vesvosmozhno @ubernoona @sillyspero @baldyeosang

@hongjoongsgoat @irlkpop @coffee-addict-kitten @wooyoungbites @sxcret-garden and whoever else wants to do this. no pressure ofc! :)

#beenbaanbuun #tag game #personal

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styx1an · 9 months

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(think about casgil's :3 face)

(suffers critical hit)

#i saw that apparently na will get another chance to get his summer costume which is great but i am Impatient #not tagging this. whoever sees this will see this #he's so cute and for what

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kfrances · 3 months

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cephalopod yuri

#fanart #splatoon #agent 24 #captain agent 3 #agent 8 #agent 4 #also hey whoever's pouring through the agent 4 tag. i see you. here's your crumb. love you

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hiveswap · 5 months

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Summary of The Cat of The Year poll atrocities of 2023/2024

I'm sure that most people on this side of tumblr have seen the Jellie vs. Nefarious Anglerfish poll going around with like 60k votes at this point, and I'd really like clear up some of what happened since I was around for the whole thing.

Url blocked out for op's privacy. They have already left but don't look for it if you haven't seen it/don't harrass them if you already have.

1. The previous round (preparation)

I discovered the poll in its previous round, needless to say she beat Jort's ass severely. This was around the 3rd of january, meaning that this round finished before jellie's passing with only about 7k votes. Op did add their own piece of propaganda from their main:

...which was FINE. (except for stuff we'll see later) Of course running a poll while biased isn't ideal but I for one didn't even know they were the op until much later. I also added my own piece in a separate thread, and they didn't interact with it at all. There was no drama.

2. The Finale

Jellie unfortunately passed away right before the starting of this poll, which was the catalyst for what happened next. Op did exactly as last time and added a slightly more mean spirited encouragement to vote for the other contestant. This is the point where I believe that i fucked up personally.

I added this thinkpiece accusing op of associating all mcyters with Dream (who we all hate for the record) despite them not alluding to him at all. This is because tumblr has a history of disimissing all mcyters as... everything that dream was been accused of. Op did allude to not caring for mcyt. but they didn't say what i accused them of. This is important to point out because this reblog of mine is still being spread. Jellie was in the lead at the time, but not by the time i woke up next morning.

I won't be including anyone else's additions because I don't want to put blame on any specific person. Just felt like clearing up mine.

3. The Fuckening

Some time later op made this post to their personal blog:

which is insanely shitty because, as other people have pointed out, the "lame ass youtube cat" didn't die to inconvinience op or ruin their fun, and people would have probably voted for her anyway because jelly is universally beloved in the mcyt community. This isn't anti democratic. This post was added to the poll with a caption saying op should not be running this poll, and it took off. Op later went on to say that this was a joke:

This apology was not taken well by people, (including me) because "you were not meant to see it" isn't an apology and they still very much made fun of someone's pet dying. Safe to say this did not make the drama stop and only added fuel to the flame. I believe this was the point where the conversation of mcyt fans being unjustly sent hate to was reignited.

We should discuss that! it's a real thing that happens often and is equal to childish bullying. However, in this case, OP was the only one getting sent hate to my knowledge. The notes were mostly saturated by mcyt fans, and even now i can only find one or two hateful stance towards us under the whole 20k notes post.

4. Conclusions

Op posted a second apology to the catoftheyear blog to try and calm people down (i believe this is comprehensive and a lot better than the previous one) The blog was deactivated shortly after, so i only have my phone screenshots of it that i also added to the poll itself at some point:

(Edit) Here's proof that op did not write the justification they got criticised for, from the notes of the original poll:

This apology didn't get seen, or get accepted by enough people, so op made this statement on their personal:

Needless to say I am deeply dissapointed (and guilty) that it's come to this. Yes, op said tasteless things that made us all angry, but telling a human being to commit suicide is worse than being insensitive about a stranger's pet dying. Even after I posted about the blog being decatived i had someone come into my notes to wish that "they never find happiness" i mean wtf. This isn't like shipping where we can do whatever without the content creator's input. this is fucking harrowing and i can't imagine how i'd feel if this was done in my/my pet's name especially after losing them as recently as a week ago.

I hope no one from hermitcraft who is on here (let alone scar holy shit) learns about this like they did with previous lighthearted tournaments. If you truly respect the creators you claim to be a fan of as people, you do not tell people to kill themselves over them. And finally, let Jellie fucking rest, guys. she had a long, good life. I hope op can come back and also avoids behaving like this if they ever wish to do so. I'm angrier at mcytblr, though.

#catoftheyear #jellie #tw animal death #tw suicide bait #hermitcraft #goodtimeswithscar #adding to main tags so people see this instead of the poll itself with no context on how it ended #If this breaches containment and gets used as a reason to hurt mcyt fans i am going zo eat whoever is doing that #catoftheyeartournament #jellie the cat

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soap-ify · 6 months

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nsfw , minors dni .

okay but what if poly!141 with owner!price and hybrid pets!reader, ghost, gaz and soap

price adored his taskforce a lot. operating alongside powerful and trained dog hybrids was surely an experience, especially when he himself was just a human and the others treated him as if he was their owner. he started having a thing for it too, especially since ghost, gaz and soap were just so ruthless in the battlefield but with him? they were just some pups needy for his attention!

price thought that he didn't need anyone else other than his three beloveds, but that all changed when you came along.

you were recommended into the team by laswell herself — your reports are nothing short of outstanding and guess what? you also happened to be a hybrid. you were a great fit for the team.

you felt confused and anxious when you first met the whole team. price was more than welcoming, stern yet warm in his greeting as he introduced you to the others and went over the expectations. you were somewhat relieved to find hybrids like you — especially ones that were trained in similar harsh environments in order to be perfect for the military. humans seemed to either despise or fear hybrids — but price wasn't like them.

it didn't take you long to finally be aware of the dynamic they all had.

soap was the first one to be all comfortable and touchy with you amongst the other two hybrids. he was energetic and a menace, wagging his tail while he had trapped you beneath him, your gaze all confused and shy. "ye are such a sweet wee pup." he cooed, smothering your face up with kisses while simultaneously grinding his hips with yours. it wasn't long until you had started to hump against him too, feeling just so horny and warm, puppy ears twitching happily.

gaz had caught you and soap grinding against one another like some damn dogs in heat — which you guys technically were. he was all pouty and moody about the fact that you two were having all the fun without him. how cruel! he was quick to pounce onto the bed, grabbing your face and pulling you into a sweet kiss, eager to taste the adorable new pup in their team. he was more gentle than soap, but playful in his own way too, nipping on your sensitive puppy ears to watch your eyes glisten up with unshed tears while you were lost in this blissful tangled mess you were trapped in.

the night had ended with both of them rutting into you — gaz laying on his bed with you on top of his, his chest pressed against your back while his cock was nicely stretching your tight ass whereas soap was on top of you both, his cock ramming into your soaking cunt so desperately while his hands pawed at your tits through your shirt, both of the pups already so lovestruck by you, their cum dripping out of your holes.

ghost had always kept his distance from you ever since you had joined the taskforce about two months ago. you had started thinking that maybe he loathed you or something, but that all changed when you had sheepishly made your way to him in the middle of the night, visibly shaken up from an awful nightmare you had, your cheeks streaked with tears. you didn't even know why you had come to him out of the other two hybrids or even price. maybe because your room was the nearest to his. ghost would have initially kicked you out, but seeing this new pup so vulnerable pulled at the strings of his heart.

he had scooped you up in his big, strong arms and let your face nuzzle into his firm chest while you laid on top of him, soft sobs leaving your lips while you vented on and on about how the nightmares never stopped ever since you were initially rescued from the place where they tortured and trained the hybrids. a damaged pup just like him, he thought while his large hand gently rubbed the back of your head. your cries had slowly died down into soft sniffles, those teary eyes of yours gazing at his face so fondly — unmasked and fully bare for you. it was the first time he didn't bother putting a mask around you after all.

he had let you stay in his room for the night, his sweatpants lazily tugged down as his cock dragged in and out of your sweet tight cunt, his thumb playing with your clit to make you forget about all your troubles, your head nuzzled into the crook of his neck. he didn’t bother pulling out even when you had fallen asleep, relishing in the way your warm wet walls were wrapped around his shaft, unconsciously clenching.

price had waited until you were nice and comfortable with all his pups. of course he knew about the naughty little things you had been doing with the other three. and even though he had wanted it to happen, he didn’t let the opportunity of teasing you pass away.

he had you splayed on his lap, your mouth clumsily sucking on his cock while his large callused hand delivered firm slaps on the soft flesh of your ass, the sting causing your tail to flinch and straighten up while you whimpered around his cock, sobbing. “tsk, such a bad pet. getting stuffed with my pups’ cocks without me knowing?” he would huff some smoke out after taking another hit from his cigar.

he wasn’t a big meanie though! he kept caressing all the slap marks on your ass after he was done spanking you, his other hand giving you the head pats that you craved so badly from your owner, his cock still stuffed in your pretty mouth.

“be a good girl f’me, hm?”

you eagerly nodded, his hand pulling your head up from his cock to give you a kiss.

sometimes, price would let you all have fun together with him. you and soap would messily be sucking on his thick cock while gaz would be clumsily rubbing his angrily flushed cock on price's hand, pleading to cum since price had been edging him for hours. ghost on the other hand was given permission to fuck you since he was price's good lieutenant — always quick to finish tasks. so while you were on your knees sucking price's cock, ghost was already behind you, working your sweet cunt open with his fingers so he could fuck you later, soap whining besides you since he also wants to be fucked by his lt!

they all were smitten for you, and it was only a matter of fact until you'd fall in love with them too — unless you already were.

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