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hohohomelander · 1 year

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hey can yall stop saying ‘gay panic’ ? no really do you actually know what that is? and quit it with the ‘fruity’ while you’re at it

#stupid ass ignorant homophobes #yes yes reclaim whatever but saying the same homophobic middleschool bully bullshit doesn't make you proggressive #I am 27 but still mad at the youths for being ignorant and entitled #sue me

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cindermon · 1 year

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Two years ago, I tried to do a game link with the yokai watch series using one of my brothers games.

I'd neglected to update the game before starting (meaning I was missing a core part of the game fyi) so when I loaded the file I had a message telling me the file was corrupted.

I'd quickly taken the game out and put it back in its case, never telling my brother about what happened.

But today I finally (sneakily) got the game and tried again (I updated it first this time) and after all that time of guilt and regret... his save was totally fine.

Yep. I felt tremendous amounts of guilt to the point where I hadn't touched a game in the series for two years for nothing because his game was completely unharmed.

Nothing was out of place or missing.

I literally cried tears of joy and relief.

But fuck that's been a huge weight on my shoulders for ages.

#this sounds like one of those story time videos #'i quickly became homophobic' looking ass #sorry this is stupid ignore this i just needed to vent

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avisisisis · 1 year

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DC headcanons but you can tell who's my favorite

For some reason Wally cries everytime he eats chicken nuggets with the Titans

Not even Wally knows why this happens

It's only with the original Titans. No one else. They have a rule that says Wally isn't allowed to eat chicken nuggets when he's around them because they all hate to see him cry

Iris sleeptalks. Barry sometimes has full conversations that make no sense with her at four in the morning

Hal has a video that lasts 40 minutes saved on every single piece of technology he has. It's about Iris (who was asleep) and Barry (very much awake, but probably delusional) arguing about whether koalas are evil or not

Tim had a Tumblr blog where he posted photos of Batman and Robin that looked like they were taken from very close angles

Jason follows it. One time he was complaining that his favorite blog hadn't posted anything in years. When Tim asked him to show him what account it was, he panicked, tried to run away, hit his head and passed out from exhaustion

Jason is still confused about that, but no matter how much he insists, Tim refuses to give his secret away

Wally has a deep hatred for Dora the Explorer

The Young Justice once ran away to a different country for a whole month and refused to acknowledge it when they came back

Iris, Barry and Hal are all dating. Barry didn't realize it at first though (Hal didn't either)

Barry was really panicking over the fact that he seemed to be in love with his best friend when he's already married

Hal was really panicking over the fact that he was in love with his best friend who is already married

Iris thought they were all just poly. They had a very long conversation after she realized none of them knew about polyamorous relationships

Wally and Dick, even though they both have their own romantic partners, are soulmates in every universe (can be seen as romantic or platonic)

Wally once got both him and Dick (as Flash and Nightwing) banned from a cafe. Dick wasn't even there

He accidentally knocked a candle and burned the table down

But what actually got them banned was commenting to the very homophobic owner that “I don't have a major opinion on that Nightwing guy besides of the fact that he gives some really good blowjobs” (they never even fucked)

In Wally's defense, he was really unstable at the moment, and he panicked

Of course, people filmed it. And, of course, it went viral. Now all of his friends quote him on that all the time

Technically they're not banned anymore because the cafe's owner changed, but he's still too embarrassed to go so he ignores that

All speedsters are constantly vibrating, some being more obvious than others, due to the fact that being still is... really fucking difficult because of everything being slower for them

Bart's the most noticeable one. If you pay enough attention you'll notice that you can sometimes see a little bit of lightning coming out of his body

The vibrations causes them to do a low rumbling sound that isn't exactly snoring when they're sleeping. What I'm saying is that they purr

Linda was thrilled when she found out

None of the speedsters are aware of this and no one plans on telling them

One time the YJ were talking and Bart interrupted them so Tim turned around to face him and said “Cerra el orto” (shut your mouth in Spanish. The literal translation would be “shut your ass” but that sounds weird in English) in a really high pitched voice. Now the entire team quotes him on that almost everyday

Diana almost dropped a car on Bruce once and now she sometimes says stuff like “I should've let that car kill you” when he's doing something particularly stupid

The rest of the JL quotes it too. It is very common to hear the phrase “I wish Diana had dropped that car” in the Watchtower

Kori once blew up the kitchen because she thought something was climbing on her leg. It was her hair

The original Titans have a monthly meetup. It doesn't matter what kind of beef some of the members have with each other at the moment, they'll still meet. It's an unspoken rule

Hartley was Linda's best man in her and Wally's wedding

That's where him and Dick met

They now share embarassing stories about Wally. They're not really friends and they don't talk, like, at all, but they still send each other videos of Wally falling on his face almost everyday

Depression, just like ADHD, is something that almost all speedsters have, but it's almost unnoticeable because they always hide it, mostly using their superspeed to do it

Green lanterns and speedsters bond over starting to glow at the worst possible moments

Wally absolutely despises the smell of cinnamon

His parents's house smelled like that due to his mom being obssessed with adding cinnamon to every meal they ate, so it reminds him too much of the terrible childhood he had because of them

You can't really blame him for leaving social events when he smells cinnamon

Bruce has a video of Hal starting crying after Barry said “I think giraffes shouldn't be real” that he uses as blackmail sometimes

Barry's actual weakness is puns, he can't stop saying stuff like “I'll be there in a flash” and then winking like he knows something you don't. It's gonna get him in trouble someday

The YJ all have Tumblr accounts

Dick and Donna used to call each other the “Wonder Twins” so now Cassie and Tim are the Wonder Twins of their generation

The og Titans once followed Batman everywhere playing Superman by Eminem because he made Dick upset

Barry looks like he's about to cry all the time and he has no idea why

When the League revealed their identities to each other everyone was confused over why he was crying

It took him a while to convince everyone that that's just what his face looks like

He always looks like he's about to cry so when he's actually going to cry it's pretty obvious. And he hates it

When Wally and Barry first met and Wally started to talk about the Flash, he made a joke about how he always came to help “in a flash”. Now Barry repeats that joke all the time

Wally hates himself for being the reason why the ‘in a flash’ jokes started

When Barry makes a joke and Wally complains, Barry answers with “You were the one that created the joke, Wally. Live with the consequences”

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ladykailitha · 4 months

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Look, considering I've only gotten involved in Stranger Things after season four and therefore haven't been around the fans during other new season filming starts, but my brothers/sisters/nb in fandom what the honest fuck is going on right now?

I have been a part of other fandoms when new seasons started filming and the worst I'd seen was BBC Sherlock. And you lot are behaving worst then they did.

And Jesus fuck, that's a fucking low ass bar.

(Again I am ship and let ship, kinktomato, and headcanon free for all)

But this is just what I've seen in my small deliberately secluded corner of the internet so forgive me if I get some things wrong.

Ronance fans have turned on Steddie fans.

Steddie fans are trying to eat each other over who tops and who bottoms between two horny, barely out of their teens, men.

Eddie is confirmed dead.

Dustin is trying to become Eddie.

People want Will dead because Noah Schnapps said some stupid shit regarding genocide.

And Argyle isn't coming back.

I'm going to give you my feelings on these so buckle up lets go:

1- Steddie and Ronance fans have turned on each other. And I know this because I doom scroll through steddie tag. That Ronance fans think Steddie fans are delusional and that they're going down after season five airs and there will be more Ronance fans because they're perfect for each other.

Where to even begin on this? First, never tell a shipper that their ship is never going to be canon because they don't care. Just ask all the Destiel, johnlock, and merarthur fans. Steddie fans are just going to ignore all but the most salient parts of season 5 if Eddie doesn't come back and write AUs for the rest of their lives. You know, like they have since the last scene on the Piggyback faded to black?

Secondly, I don't think I've seen much Ronance without Steddie. Granted I only read Steddie, but it seems that the two ships are tied pretty heavily together. The fruity four comes to mind. So maybe it's that they're getting tired of being a side ship next to a massive one like Steddie. Who knows. But apparently they're bitter.

And I say that because they keep tagging their anti-Steddie posts as Steddie to make sure we see it. Honestly, I just block them and go about my day. But seriously, I've never understood people's need to be shitty like posting hate on the tag for that thing. If you don't like it, fine. Block and move on.

Thirdly. Lastly. Maybe. I don't like Ronance. I saw the charms when I first joined the fandom and it was cute. Until the more I read and I realized that most of the time they don't bring up that Jonathan is even a person let alone Nancy's current boyfriend. That most of the time Steve is written wildly out of character about not caring that they're a couple and that he just wants them to be happy. Like, one Jonathan is severely under used in the fics I've read. Like Will doesn't have an older brother anymore. It's all Steve or Eddie. Which considering how you like your flavor of queer for Eddie or Steve (gay/pan/bisexual) Will talking to them about being gay makes sense, but Jonathan showed us in the last season that he is going to protect Will no matter what. Then blip! in fanfics, he's gone.

And then the whole Steve being okay with Robin not only dating an ex-girlfriend of his, but the ex. The one he thought he was going to marry. The one he dreamed a whole fucking future on. That was still hurt by two fucking years later. You either think very lowly of Steve or you just don't care. Because if you think Robin and Steve are the same person/share the same braincell/ride or die for life, there is no way even if Nancy threw herself at Robin would she even consider it. (I can write a whole ass post just on this by the way, don't get me started.)

2- This is the most recent bullshittery due to a current event about Sub Eddie. This is the worst discourse in any fandom and the worst offenders on either side tend say the most homophobic shit imaginable.

And it's pointless. Whether you think Steve is a top or bottom, whether you think he's dom or a sub. Same with Eddie. Everyone has their own flavor they prefer and they won't always match up with yours.

Personally I write them whatever feels natural for the story. But here's the major crux of the matter. I don't believe a little nerd in Bumfuck, Indiana has any idea what flagging is. I'm sorry. Left pocket, right pocket. Doesn't matter. The likely of him even knowing what BDSM is is pretty slim. I grew up in a small town. There will be some people that know, but that's because they know adults in the scene.

Don't like, don't read. Seriously, guys. Let people enjoy what they want to.

My personal feelings on the matter is that Steve is a bottom/sub because he deserves to be taken care of and Eddie would absolutely want to be that person for Steve, in and out of the bedroom. Again, you do you, beau.

3- The tombstone. Sigh. It was hard to see that. Not just because it confirms he's dead, but because it's been defaced. Most likely like fans have said, "BURN IN HELL" the poor bastard.

Having a tombstone doesn't necessarily preclude Eddie's return. There are several ways he can still comeback Kas! theory not withstanding. But the wank here is people jumping on Steddie shippers and Eddie fans in general pointing and screaming "see!"

Like we didn't have campaigns for Barb and Bob and (Billy). If someone's favorite character has died, don't be dicks when they want them to be resurrected a la Jim Hopper. Because that right there is the main reason people will still hold out hope until the final scene fades to black, okay?

I guess this one is just be nicer to each other, okay?

4- *sob* like holy fuck. Dustin you sweetheart. The long hair, the torn Hellfire t-shirt, the rings. The horns and sticking out his tongue. That poor boy needs several hugs STAT! And of course, people can't leave well enough alone on Facebook, I couldn't tell you how many of the comments were "steddie fans are going to make this all about them, aren't they?" Even though there wasn't a single comment by a Steddie making it about Steve/Eddie. But so many eye rolls. The other half were death threats against Noah Schnapp.

Which brings me to...

5- Noah Schnapp said some really shitty things about Zionism and the attack on Gaza. There is no escaping that. He said them. He double downed on them. And while yes it sucks he said those things, let's not forget he's still young and stupid. He's barely 18/19 years old. I remember being that age and saying stupid fucked up shit, and hoo boy does this make me grateful I was well into adulthood when the internet became a thing (24ish).

There are a lot of reasons to be upset by his comments and I get that. But death threats and calls for his dismissal/boycotts just seems excessive to me.

One, because the story began with a kidnapped little boy and a runaway little girl. If you get rid of one of them especially this close to the end it would fuck up the story. Now if there was more than one season left, sure. But this is literally the end. And for all we know, Will's character may already be doomed by the narrative. So calling for it now isn't go to do anything. Especially since they already had all the scripts written and would have finished filming if it hadn't been for the strikes.

Two, one person on the cast said something stupid and hurtful and you want to boycott the entire show for it? Like, what did David Harbor, Joe Keery, Maya Hawke, Millie Bobby Brown and all the others do to deserve you boycotting their show? If the last season tanks it could seriously hurt their careers, but hey Noah Schnapp said something bad, so fuck them?

I'm going to stop there, because this is another one I can go on and on about, but yeah. Don't hurt other people in your rush to vilify an 18 year old.

6- Eduardo Franco recently said that he didn't get a call so he didn't think he would be back. He was sure that ship had sailed.

Fans are upset, naturally. Argyle was a sweetheart and deserves better than to be cut from the story like that.

But thanks to the incident with David Harbor and Jim Hopper supposedly being dead, a lot of fans are saying he's only saying that because it's a "secret" he's coming back. Which would make sense for Eddie or any of the other character died. Martin Brenner, for example, but not Argyle. There would be no need for subterfuge. Plus, he would already be out in Georgia if he was coming back.

It's sad that he was done dirty this way, but if they split up the filming like they've done before there is still a chance he might get to come back, but as far as the current filming is concerned, yeah Argyle isn't coming back.

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Just... be kind to each other. Remember that the other people on the end of the URL is an actual person with feelings. That people can like what they like so if they aren't hurting you, don't hurt them, okay?

#my writing #stranger things #ladykailitha rants #tw wank #fandom wank #season 5

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oopsiedaisiesbaby · 4 months

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This is my contribution to the @harringrove-relay-race ✨

You’re Bleeding But You Want More

Fight during basketball practice to hate sex in the locker room fic

CW: fighting, some homophobic and sexist language, face slapping, degradation, barebacking, spit as lube

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“Plant your feet asshole,” Tommy hissed as he ran past Steve.

Groaning at his still rattling bones, Steve allowed himself a moment to linger on the court floor. He winced as he heard cheering from the other side of the court.

Billy had scored again.

“Harrington, get off your ass,” Coach barked, as everyone started setting up for the next play.

Sighing, Steve gingerly picked himself up off the court floor. He limped over to where he was supposed to be, sucking in a sharp breath at the throbbing pain in his back and elbows.

He tried to ignore Billy’s manic grin, his stupid tongue hanging out of his mouth, the way his sharp eyes followed Steve like a predator.

He was such a dick.

“Awww, poor little Harrington,” Billy drawled, smirking. “Can’t keep a girl or the ball.”

Rolling his eyes, Steve decided to take Nancy and Jonathan’s advice and ignore him. He couldn’t afford to get kicked out of practice again for trading barbs with someone as stupid as Billy Hargrove. They were both dangerously close to losing their starting positions if they kept it up according to Coach.

Steve didn’t need to give his dad another reason to call him a disappointment.

Steve’s team gained possession of the ball from the tip off and he found himself being immediately smothered by a warm weight against his back. Hot panting breath was hitting the back of his neck, making his skin crawl. Pushing back against the weight with his body, Steve knew it was Billy when the solid wall of muscle didn’t budge.

Losing his patience before Billy could even open his mouth, Steve threw back an elbow and delighted in the sharp exhale it earned him. He broke away and sprinted down the court, trying to get open for Tommy to pass him the ball.

Before Steve could call out to Tommy, he felt something solid bump into his shoulder and send him flying to the ground. He barely had time to throw out his hands and catch himself. Without even looking, he knew it was Billy.

Steve reached out a hand and wrapped it around the nearest ankle, tugging hard until he saw Billy crash to the floor next to him.

“You little bitch,” Billy hissed dangerously.

In the blink of an eye, Billy was scrambling on top of him and throwing a wild fist at Steve’s face. Steve’s ears rang as his the fist slammed into his cheek, knocking his head back against the court.

“Fuck you, Hargrove,” Steve spat.

He twisted his torso desperately until he’d rolled them over and was able to land a solid punch to Billy’s jaw. Billy growled up at him as Steve reared back to throw another hit.

“Why are you so fucking obsessed with me?” Steve asked through gritted teeth.

Steve grunted as strong fingers yanked his head away by his hair and he suddenly found himself beneath Billy again.

“You waste too much fucking space,” Billy snapped.

His stomach dropped as Billy cocked his fist back for another punch.

Before Billy could land what would’ve probably been a knockout blow, Steve found himself being pulled away. Feet kicking, he watched as Billy was hauled away in the opposite direction. Both of them were still spitting curses at each other.

“Enough!” Coach barked. “Are you idiots done?”

Steve huffed and shoved the teammates that had been holding him back away, straightening his clothes out. He eyed Billy warily as he did the same.

“Now,” Coach started, glaring at them both, face red. “This is the last time you 2 dumbasses interrupt my practice with your bullshit or I’m benching you for 3 games.”

Steve opened his mouth to protest but stayed silent at his coach’s icy stare.

“Now go clean up in the locker room, I don’t want you assholes back on this court until tomorrow and so help me God, you better leave that shit at the door.”

“Yes, sir,” Billy and Steve mumbled in unison, glaring at each other.

Coach blew his whistle and Steve found himself stomping off towards the locker room, side by side with Billy fucking Hargrove.

He grumbled as he felt Billy bump his shoulder.

“Fuck you, pretty boy,” Billy hissed under his breath.

“This is all your fault, douchebag,” Steve snapped back quietly so that Coach couldn’t hear.

“My fault?” Billy scoffed, elbowing Steve discretely when he dropped his shoulder and subtly rammed into Billy’s arm. “You’re the asshole that can’t play for shit.”

“You only score because you foul constantly,” Steve insisted, through his teeth, elbowing Billy back.

They scrambled as they reached the locker room door to see who could shove their way in first. Billy slapped Steve in the nuts causing him to hunch over and concede the win to Billy.

“I don’t foul, you’re just a little bitch,” Billy smirked triumphantly as he swaggered into the locker room ahead of Steve.

What a piece of shit.

Steve didn’t even think before he was shoving Billy into the lockers from behind. He barely had time to catch his breath before Billy was grabbing him by the shirt and spinning them so that Steve was pinned against the lockers.

Their punches were even wilder than on the court. Knuckles were glancing off of cheeks, but still somehow landing world-stoppingly hard before they were back at it again. Hands scrambled meanly against chests and faces as they tried to push the other away. Steve fought as hard as he could, but he couldn’t get his back off of the locker.

Billy had him completely pinned.

He knew it was over when rather than throw another punch, Billy wrapped his hand around Steve’s throat. Steve gasped for air, nails scratching ineffectively at Billy’s hand. Billy just smirked and leaned his body weight into the hold, their fronts brushing together. Steve couldn’t help the way he went limp and collapsed against Billy as the edges of his vision started to darken.

It was at that moment that Steve realized they were both hard.

He watched Billy’s bright blue eyes widen in shock, his grip around Steve’s throat loosening just enough that Steve could push him away. They stared each other down, only about a foot of space between them, their chests heaving with exertion.

Billy reached a hand out towards Steve and he quickly slapped it away.

What the actual fuck was going on here?

Steve felt like he was losing his mind. He was definitely going to snap and do something stupid if Billy touched him again.

He thought he might lose it if Billy didn’t though.

Billy reached a hand out lightning quick and slapped Steve. His cheek burned as he gasped in shock, eyes round as he stared at Billy in shock and Billy simply stared back at him, mouth open as he took Steve in. His burning blue eyes held a question and while Steve didn’t know what that question was, he found himself nodding.

His body thrummed with static electricity as Billy nodded back.

Steve yanked his shirt over his head, stepping out of his sneakers as he watched Billy yank his own shorts down. The moment Steve’s shorts and briefs hit the floor, he found himself being spun around until his forehead and hands were pressed to the lockers.

He panted open mouthed against the cool metal, groaning as Billy kicked his feet apart. Steve’s socks slid against the concrete floors as he scrambled to comply.

Moaning as sweat salty fingers were shoved into his mouth, Steve sucked on the intruding digits instinctively. The hair on the back of his neck stood up as Billy’s warm breath puffed out hot and wet against the nape of his neck.

“Knew you’d be a whore,” Billy sneered meanly, fingers locking bruisingly tight around Steve’s hip when he bit down on Billy’s fingers. “That’s all you get!”

Steve gasped as the fingers were yanked out of his mouth and he felt them nudging up against his rim. He whimpered, scrabbling against the locker as he tried to get away. Billy held him in place as he sank a finger inside of Steve, hissing at him to stay still.

“Hargrove,” Steve warned, his voice cutting out as a second finger wriggled its way inside of him, curling pleasantly.

Steve had never had anything up his ass in his life because to him, that seemed gay as hell. At that moment, he couldn’t remember why it was a bad thing to seem gay.

There was something about being full of Billy’s thick, callused fingers that felt so unbelievably good. Steve was wholly unprepared for just how good it felt when a third finger was shoved unceremoniously inside of him. He hid his groan in the crook of his arm as Billy curled his fingers inside of him pleasantly.

All too soon, Billy was yanking his fingers out and Steve heard a gross, wet spitting sound behind him. His ears burned as he realized the next wet noise was Billy slicking his dick up with his own spit.

Steve was about to get fucked.

He honestly didn’t feel as ashamed as he figured he should about it.

The loud, high, needy moan Steve let out as Billy started to push inside of him was absolutely obscene. He couldn’t bring himself to care because Billy was groaning into the back of his neck, just as wantonly.

Before Steve got a chance to catch his bearings, Billy was pulling his mouth away from the back of his neck and shoving in just a little further. They both hissed as Billy bottomed out. The brief pause as Billy’s hips connected with his ass had Steve feeling like time was frozen around him.

Suddenly Billy was pulling his hips back and snapping them back in rough and quick. Steve whined, his hands balling into fists as Billy fucked into him relentlessly. The fullness of Billy’s cock inside of him was insane and Steve was losing his mind as Billy thrust into him over and over.

If this was how it felt for girls, Steve didn’t understand why they weren’t all bigger sluts. His dick had never been so hard, he was already dripping precum, and he was practically vibrating out of his skin.

“Harder you pussy,” Steve demanded, nails clawing at the metal of the locker as Billy complied.

“Hard enough for you, slut?” Billy grunted, snapping his hips rough and quick.

Steve banged a fist against the locker as Billy’s maddening thrusts set his blood tingling with arousal. Every thrust was electric but brushed just shy of something. Steve didn’t know what it was but he knew he wanted it.

“Knew you had to be overcompensating for something,” Steve gasped as Billy’s next thrust came dangerously close to that something.

“Sure are mouthy for someone moaning like a lil bitch,” Billy panted, his fingers tightening around Steve’s hips.

“Then give it to me and shut me up,” Steve challenged, his forehead slipping down the locker with sweat, changing the angle of Billy’s thrusts slightly.

He let out an involuntary sob as the head of Billy’s dick suddenly brushed up against something inside of him that made him feel like he was being electrocuted.

“Oh God,” Steve whimpered, pressing his flushed sweaty cheek to the cold locker for relief.

Billy groaned behind him and picked up the pace even more, nailing that spot every few thrusts, but brushing along it with every single snap of his hips. It was like nothing Steve had ever felt before.

He couldn’t take it much longer. His skin felt itchy and tingly. Arousal was crackling loud and staticy in his belly with his rapidly approaching orgasm. Each time Billy sank in and nailed that spot, electricity jolted up his spine and fried his brain.

“Take it, you fucking slut,” Billy growled, his breath hot in Steve’s ear.

Steve threw back an elbow, nailing Billy in the ribs. He heard a grunt behind him before fingers were tangling with his own and shoving his hand against the locker above his head.

Moaning, Steve reached back to bury his hand in Billy’s curls and held his searing, sinful mouth against his neck. Billy groaned and bit into the sensitive skin causing Steve to hiss and screw up tight around him.

Billy let out a strained gasp, his hips stuttering as his fingers tightened around Steve’s hip.

“That all you got?” Steve snarked, rolling his hips back into Billy’s harsh thrusts.

“Shut the fuck up,” Billy grunted, releasing Steve’s hip to land a resounding smack against Steve’s ass.

Steve whimpered as Billy’s thrusts got even rougher. Billy panted into Steve’s neck, smacking Steve’s ass again.

Keening, Steve tried to bury his forehead into the unforgiving metal of the locker and squeezed his fingers around Billy’s. He was leaking all over his abs, probably dripping onto the floor at that point.

Steve didn’t give a fuck.

“No wonder you can’t get a second date,” Steve groaned into the locker, shivering at the static buzzing all over his skin. “Can’t fuck for shit.”

All too quickly, Steve found himself empty and cold as Billy pulled away from him. Whining, Steve reached back trying to find purchase in Billy’s curls again. He found himself suddenly spun around and shoved up against the lockers.

He gasped as Billy grabbed him by the back of the thighs and lifted. Steve scrambled to wrap his arms and legs around Billy to avoid getting dropped. His fear was short lived as Billy fucked back into him and nailed his prostate even harder than before.

Eyes rolling back in his head, Steve slammed his head back against the lockers with a shrill moan.

“This what you wanted, slut?” Billy demanded as he fucked into Steve hard and fast, shoving up against Steve’s prostate relentlessly.

He could practically feel Billy in his throat at this angle with how deep he was.

Steve must’ve been silent for too long because his cheek was suddenly stinging as Billy slapped him roughly.

“Yes,” Steve whined, clenching around Billy reflexively.

“Fuck,” Billy gasped, tightening his grip on Steve’s thigh and fucking into him impossibly harder.

Whimpering as Billy slapped him again, Steve felt his brain going fuzzy from how overwhelmingly good it all felt.

“Harder,” Steve breathed, his nails raking across Billy’s upper back.

Billy whined and smacked Steve’s cheek even harder. He let his fingers linger on Steve’s warm cheek, digging his fingers into the tender skin.

Steve’s throat clicked as he tried to swallow and groan at the same time. He turned his face just enough to suck Billy’s thumb into his mouth, groaning around the salty taste.

He only got a few harsh sucks in before Billy was pulling his jaw down and staring hungrily at Steve’s mouth.

“Stick your tongue out,” Billy ordered breathlessly, the rhythm of his hips never faltering.

Steve bit the tip of Billy’s thumb petulantly, groaning at the slap it earned him. He obediently opened his mouth on his own, letting his tongue fall past his bottom lip.

Lightning bolted violently up Steve’s spine and through his fingertips and toes as Billy spit into his mouth. With a gutteral sob, Steve came all over their stomachs and chests.

His hole fluttered wildly around Billy’s cock as he watched fiery blue eyes widen, locked in on Steve’s mouth as he swallowed Billy’s spit. Eyebrows furrowing and face turning red, Billy let out a concerning choking noise as he shuddered against Steve.

Steve gasped as he felt a peculiar warmth fill him, his body still tingling as he came down from his intense orgasm. Steve shivered as Billy buried his face in Steve’s neck and finally drew in a noisy breath.

It took Steve a moment to realize that the desperate little whines filling the locker room were coming from his own mouth. Punctuating each anguished gasp of air he tried to suck down.

Tightening his legs around Billy’s waist, Steve relaxed his fingers where they were still digging into Billy’s back. With a sigh, Billy pulled back to look at Steve, his eyes and mouth pinched with something that Steve couldn’t name.

Dopey with his very recent mind blowing orgasm, Steve leaned forward to try and kiss away the weird look on Billy’s face. His stomach whooshed unpleasantly as he found himself suddenly falling, his lips grazing Billy’s neck on the way down.

“Queer,” Billy grunted as he pulled away, leaving Steve to stumble as his feet suddenly hit the floor.

Steve burned with humiliation as he collapsed against the lockers. He watched Billy swagger over to the showers, wild scratches littering his upper back.

Fuck him.

Steve stomped over to the showers on weak legs and slapped on the shower head across from Billy. He turned around, putting his back to Billy so that he didn’t have to look at his stupid face.

He didn’t understand what the fuck had just happened. Steve vowed to shower quickly and get the hell out of there as fast as he could.

Maybe he could go home and drink himself into oblivion. Maybe it would help forget that he’d just had the best orgasm of his life with another dude. With another dude slapping him and calling him a slut.

Just as he started to shampoo his hair, he heard a sharp inhale behind him. Steve whipped around to see what had Billy making that noise.

When he turned, he saw Billy’s gaze dropped to his thighs. His thighs that had cum slowly dripping down them, now that he paid attention it.

Billy’s gaze was hot enough to have arousal tingling low in Steve’s belly again. He turned back around to rinse the shampoo out of his hair, trying to ignore the douche bag behind him. His face flushed as he reached behind himself to rinse out the rest of the cum.

Steve gasped as he felt his wrist suddenly locked in a bruising grip. He looked over his shoulder to see Billy looming behind him, fiery blue eyes intent on Steve’s ass.

“Fuck off,” Steve hissed, trying to yank his wrist out of Billy’s tight grasp.

“I’m gonna give you three seconds to get your hands on that wall with your ass out,” Billy informed him, his voice low and dangerous.

Steve stumbled forward as his wrist was released, hands planting against the shower wall. Before he could even think about what was happening, Billy was on his knees behind him, face buried in Steve’s ass.

Groaning, Steve rolled his hips back against Billy’s face as he felt a hot, wet tongue bury itself inside of him. He couldn’t even find it in himself to feel embarrassed when he let out a wanton moan as his next words earned him a harsh smack agaisnt his ass.

“Who’s the queer now?”

Please look forward to the beyond spectacular work from the next contributor, @writer-in-theory.

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scrumpster · 4 months

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everyone is very excited about the new quinton reviews vid (which is fair), but I havent been able to feel normal watching stuff from him since him totally ignoring the antisemitic ass jokes Nickelodeon was making abt Robbie Shapiro, and instead deciding to push it into a fun little headcanon about him being trans. And of course everyone in the comments ate it up and said it was such a fun way to re-imagine the joke. Like, that is not what the joke was, or was intended to be. It wasn't just a stupid 2000s era vaguely homophobic joke, the joke was "He's a Jewish man and Jewish men are effeminate". It was blatant antisemitism, and he totally ignored it, and it's just one more moment where queer Jewish people are getting thrown under the bus within our own community.

#quinton reviews #quintonreviews #sabers diary #sam and cat #robbie shapiro #antisemitism #icarly

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zein-satsuki · 2 years

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Anthony (Angel Dust) X Top Male Reader

Hazbin hotel FanFiction contains Hella lot of smut and violence. Little small fluff to dear little Antsy (Anthony).

Not my art

"Remember little pumpkin pie, whenever I'm not by your side and you need a little company, just call out to me and I'll be there in split seconds."

"Really?"

"Yes my little baby I'll always be by your side."

3rd pov

M/N is always a weird kid. Oddly too quiet unlike the other children, far too obedient and thoughtful for the adults' taste. But when he get thrown the job to take care of the other children while his family is on vacation or some business dinner, he never complained about anything. In fact, he did it perfectly so with the convenience, his parents never thought of anything abnormal.

His younger sisters and brothers are just like any normal kid, annoying and noisy, but when M/N's around with them, they are strangely more quiet. His words has always worked better than his parents.

Well this eventually spiked their interest since it's Italian's most prized possession, their family relationship. So they relieve some of their time off the busy schedule of work and eventually started hanging around the house more. However they never get to be close with M/N since it's already too late and pass his childhood. His attitude's already shaped, peculiarities thrown to the back of his parents mind due to the other children to take care of.

Even with the burden of his schoolwork and family young 'uns he's still happy and optimistic with everything because of a friend he had in school Lorenzo. Lorenzo was a positive influence on him always being hyperactive and kind. However his curiosity always gets the best of him and that's how M/N get to befriend him. He was curious of the quiet boy sitting in the corner and went up to talk to him and get to know him more. Lorenzo always fight against the injustice treatment M/N gets at his household but M/N never blamed his parents for anything so he always dismiss such with some jokes or other things he in-store that's sure to attract the said male's attention.

They would go out and have parties together and have sleepovers at each others, talk on the phone till sleep and talk about love interest. They even tried watching porn together and that's how M/N found out he's more attracted to boys. It's like finding out a whole another world for Lorenzo asking M/N many stupid questions like did M/N secretly has feelings for him or things like does he want to be a girl only to get thrown pillows to the face to shut him up.

But when M/N's alone he thought about all those things and note to himself he definitely has no feelings for his weird ass bestie and doesn't wish to become a girl. Guess he's just attracted to guys more. And because of the low on EQ he told his parents about it. They were totally disgusted and ignored M/N like he doesn't exist secretly contacting mental doctors for him.

When they found one, let's just say it wasn't a good time. A terrifying one that's run by illegal association. M/N's parents just left him there for years only visiting when it's time for the so called medical fees. It was just pure torture having all the needles and pain of testing new stuff on him getting him sick and always strapped onto the bed to avoid him escaping. M/N endured it all, slowly getting a bit crazy in the inside. But he kept himself in, just for the slimmest chance of escaping. Then, he found one, one of the boss's kid, Anthony.

Remember that the first time they look eye to eye, M/N immediately knowing he's the one and just turn his gaze away afraid of scaring the youngster. While Anthony is just having a fit with his father's homophobic ass and tears hanging a little by his eyes with curses spilling out of his mouth. He is just looking for another sicko to yell at till he saw M/N, the tied up handsome in the cell that's spacing out. He's the type he likes the most, the reverse triangle shaped body and that face, especially that manly ass face definitely his type.

Anthony: Hey, what's a cutie like you doing here~

Then he noticed where he's at.

Anthony: Oh I'm gonna kill those fuckers for messing with ya...

M/N: Don't, you don't want to mess with them. I...I don't want them to hurt you.

The voice and the caring he had for him absolutely nailed Anthony in as he squeezed happily in his heart and just got more determined to save this one outta hell.

Anthony: Don't worry belloissimo, it's no biggie. Besides, I'd rather have you by my side than knowing that fucker (his father) doing something to ya and doing nothing!

M/N: It's fine, really. I don't blame you.

Anthony: No it's not! Okay? End of discussion!

M/N: Listen um...

Anthony: The name's Anthony. What about yours bell'uomo?

M/N: Hehehe... I'm M/N but you're free to call me anything you want.

Anthony: Then I'll keep with the nicknames then muscoli.

M/N: Heh, I'm not that fit.

Anthony: Ya kiddin'? Ya da buffest I seen around!

M/N: You flatter me. I'm not that good.

Anthony: But that you are, I just need to get you out here to look for yourself!

M/N: Yeah about that. I still wish that you don't do something, please.

Anthony: But...

M/N: Believe me, I have a plan...

He got disturbed by the far away yell upstairs as it frightened both of them.

Arackniss: Hurry the fuck up gay bitch! You're getting us late again with your crap!

Anthony: Oh shut the crap up will ya! I'm coming! (In yell) I'll come back to ya when I can sugar (in normal).

With that Anthony left in a hurry not without looking back a few times with worry present on his face. M/N just smiled and mouth to him a "I'll wait for you" as he watch till he completely descend through the door. Thinking back to his plan, he decided to postpone it a little to reconstruct it better so that he can take Anthony with him, since he clearly isn't enjoying it here too. He didn't miss the tears Anthony had when he was coming in.

It is his first objective to keep Anthony safe from every parts of his escapist. He waited patiently and acted numb to all the experiments like a lifeless being for the guards to loosen up. Day by day and finally he had all the things needed. Anthony came by as promised by the 15th of every month and this is the fifth time they're meeting.

M/N broke the straps off with the knife Anthony slipped him and used the identity card he stole from a guard to unlock the bomb he had on his neck. Then he got out the keys from the guards slowly unlocking the doors and closing it. It's night time so no one's really awake on the watch. He walked cautiously to the exit and met up with Anthony by the walls. When he saw him he immediately rush up to hug the guy. Anthony being as emotional too hugged back and they stayed for a few seconds before finally using the rope to climb out. Looking back at the prison one last time before getting called by Anthony.

Anthony: What's keepin ya hun? We gotta roll.

M/N: Coming Antsy!

He proceeded to hop off and opened his arms to catch his falling sweetheart Antsy. Anthony fall straight into his arms with an excited squeal and is starting to be touchy of his other parts too, like the packed chest he dreamt at night and craved to touch for so long.

Anthony: I've always wondered how these pieces of meat feels~

M/N: Well, is it to your expectations?

Anthony: Yup, absolutely muscoli, last time I checked. Hehehe... Come on let's get going mmf...

M/N closed in for a kiss with his tongues reaching in. Angel gone real red after and is just holding onto his burning face and sitting in silence at the back with his eyes seeming to be in a daze. M/N just chuckled and helped him buckle his seatbelt up. He him with his 'prisoner' coat while changing into regular ones himself. Then, he drove all the way to another country which isn't under the influence of Anthony's dad. By the time he reach there he's already tired the hell out, but looking back at Anthony that is chirping happily made him feel all the burden are lift off in a second.

They crash at a hotel nearby. By the time they're done, both are tired from the long journey across country and snuggle up in bed together. This is the first time they've been together without the bars between and yet they are already treating each other like the candy in their eyes. Nicknames is a natural thing along the drive to get here too. So...

M/N: Goodnight my dear Antsy.

Anthony: Good night N/N, (cute yawn)

Anthony's cute yawn just made the H/C haired male chuckle as he go in for another kiss causing another tomato faced blond. Snuggled in each other's arms, they sleep the night away with smiles on their faces.

In a flash it's already the morning. Anthony grunted from the rays of the sun and his hand searching for a certain warmth out of instinct. When he didn't find anything, he shot up straight looking around the room. No sign of M/N and this unfamiliar hotel. He panicked a little think the great escape is just all dream of his. His old habit of hair pulling from distressed started showing before a certain someone came in with a tray of breakfast.

M/N: Good morning sunshine! I brought you breakfast in bed.

Before he had the time to place it down the table side he was jumped and hugged by the blonde but the breakfast is still safely secured by his other hand. Proceeding to place the tray down he hoisted the male up earning a cute yelp from the boy and walk towards the bed. Caressing him gently and whispering sweet things in his ear to calm him down.

M/N: Remember little pumpkin pie, whenever I'm not by your side and you need a little company, just call out to me and I'll be there in split seconds.

Anthony: Really?

M/N: Yes my little baby I'll always be by your side.

Then the cuddly group move to the bed. M/N place the tray in Anthony's knee. He kiss the male on the cheeks again making him chuckle and return the kiss to his lips. It was just a really cute moment both of them enjoy really much.

Anthony: So, what's the plan?

M/N: Well, don't worry your pretty little head about it. Just know that I'll always have enough to support you for anything you want.

Anthony: But N/N, I want to help too! Please please please~

The puppy eyes specialty shone and struck M/N down immediately as he gave in. He never wanted Anthony to come out since gay is something that is still not accepted for this century and Anthony is just not that good at hiding it meaning he'll hurt himself if M/N's not careful enough.

M/N: Hm... How about the dance career you liked so much? And maybe being a model for fashion shows in the mean time?

Anthony: How's that gonna even help?

M/N: Well, there's a lot. You can boost my career ratings and help me advertise my things with your future popularity.

Then M/N just got pounce on again by the clearly excited and happy blonde loving the idea of it. Then just as M/N promised he spent the first bucket of money he got, all on Anthony's career with the dance instructor and the media sosial managing account to prevent any sort of toxic people from the future.

Despite the great development in both their work, they still had some troubles to deal with in certain times. Anthony with the pain and soreness from the practices and M/N from the high pressure of his large amount of work. M/N always helps him apply cream through his sore spots and Anthony offering his warm cuddles and funny jokes to lift M/N's spirit.

Sometimes these soft sessions ended up in steamy and smexy ones even though none of them had experience in this, they both went through some embarrassment of asking someone in the club and Anthony almost getting harassed if it weren't for M/N nearby. So the first sex session went on with a little bit of pain but enjoyable none the less and the other session just get better and better.

Anthony is addicted to the pleasure M/N brought him, the feeling of his hubby's cock snuggled up deeply in his prostate and his bigger and warm hands fisting Anthony's cock just made him feel so blessed to have him as his boyfriend. The cute and erotic face Anthony makes every time they had their little make out session together always makes M/N crazy for him and it'll ended up as a full sex session. Sometimes when both are too tired but still like the warmth of each other close up, cockwarming comes in handy. M/N stuffing his cock in gently to prevent hurting him as they nestle in the big comfy bed together. Or when M/N is busy working on his computer, Angel will be sitting between his feet sucking him off many many times.

Sometimes little harmless pranks played by Anthony with his work outfit gone missing or his breakfast booby trapped by spider candies. Sometimes it'll gone to teasing in bed or work (like dancing on the pole and a lap dance or purposely bending down to show his curves) ending up in an overstimulated Anthony later that requires a break day and a whole lot of aftercare containing cuddles and kisses. M/N never minded his jokes, unless it's cheating with others but knowing Anthony he'll never do something like that. After all, no one is able to overtake M/N in his heart.

Ten years passed and Anthony became the biggest hits of all knowing almost every dance in the world, you name it and he'll show it. M/N got affiliated by the gangs stuff because of Anthony's father finding their presence from the big hit of Anthony. He managed to crash the mafia family and climb to the top of the ring. M/N proposed to Anthony with cute animals around totally drowning him in tears as he squealed yes and yes over and over. The marriage was arranged and they got married with Anthony wearing a pink gown and M/N wearing a pink tuxedo just to suit Anthony's liking.

They became the happiest couple among their friends and almost every single one of them are envious of them. But do they care, nope!

World war II breaks out and everyone is in panic mode. M/N had to go into hide with Anthony always having armed men around them to prevent any sort of danger. But just as Anthony was having a drink off with his dear husband a gun was aimed at him and terror and agony happened in split second. Let's just say furious M/N is a living demon and no one would wanna mess with him.

M/N: You'll be okay, Antsy. I know you will.

Mumbling it over and over while waiting outside the emergency room. When the news about Anthony needing a heart to survive M/N offered his in instance just hoping he'll be in time to save his sweetheart without thinking if he himself is gonna survive through this. He disbanded his gang and left a large sum of money in Anthony's possession leaving all to his trusted secretary and moving onto the operating table not before leaving a message for his dear baby.

By the time all things have been done, Anthony woke up three days later to find himself unable to get up due to the numbness of the paralysis. Then he realised M/N wasn't beside him and look around to see his secretary standing beside.

Anthony: Tell me, where's my cuddly big bear?

Anthony was sure he could get an answer put of him quick but when he sees the man looking away a pang of insecurity rush up to him as he struggled to get up immediately aided by the secretary and he pulled the collar of the man once again with menace in his eyes.

Anthony: Tell me where the fuck is he!!!!

Secretary: sigh* Was gonna wait till you're better but... Guess boss was right after all.

He gave Anthony the recorder and left the room to give him some privacy. Anthony wanting to know about his husband whereabouts played it and a pang of relief wash over him.

(Recorder)

M/N: Test, test one two three. Hehe, never think I'll get to use this. Hello my precious, I'm sorry not being by your side. I just got a little bit of trouble in hand right now. Sorry for not bringing you along, but I promise with the monthly recordings to you alright? Just remember to stay happy like the little ball of sunshine you are. I promise I'll get back to you the second I'm free. And remember, I'll always be by your side physically or mentally. Goodbye my love.

Anthony kissed the recorder and hugged it tightly playing it over and over again already missing his dearie. He went to sleep everyday bathed in the sound of his dear husband and the feeling of missing him grew stronger and stronger every passing time. He got well and left the hospital eventually. Sending a lot of selfies and erotic pics to his husband through his secretary seducing the man and expecting to receive the recordings every month pass by.

But after a year of this, he got tired of just getting to hear his voice, he wanted his husband to be by his side so he started nagging the secretary about his whereabouts only to get avoided and excuses like M/N is still very busy and such. Then he got suspicious so he demanded for his husband and threatened him with a gun. He got his question answered and a box full of recordings. He couldn't believe it breaking down and shaking the man in front of him begging for him to tell him it's a joke only to have the man look away from him.

After that, he locked himself in his room for days without food or water crying himself to sleep and listening to all the recordings over and over again. And he noticed the love and care in the voice and the sorrow hidden so deep that made him into a tear filled mess again. Even though he's dragged out of his room by Molly his sister being fed and watered by her, things are still different from before. His eyes are always empty and sorrow filled getting glum and more glum suddenly falling sick. Then he was introduced to drugs by his dear comrades. It felt like heaven and hallucinations of M/N still by his side made him well again, but after the effects all was gone and he hated it, so his room was always filled with drugs.

In the year of 1945, the famous artist loved by everyone dead by the overdose of angel dust and donated all his money to the charity of animals. People mourned for his death since he is the star of many by heart and they made the death of his day another holiday just out of respect. His sister was devastated the most, blaming herself for Anthony's death. She left the sorrowful mansion after her brother's funeral for a tour around the world to help other depressed ones like Anthony. The secretary buried the married couple together and left the miserable mansion too.

Winding back to when M/N died...

Opening his eyes to feel the radiating heat and red coloured everywhere place and whole lot of scary creatures. Feeling like it was a dream he attempt to close his eyes back up before getting pushed by the one behind him to usher him forwards the line of reception into hell.

From his many experiences, he decided to obey first and look around to absorb more details as possible. When it's finally his turn he got his sins reported to him and a manual about how things go in hell. He was led to a big palace afterwards by an imp that bowed respectfully.

Then he met the fallen angel Lucifer and his respectful wife Lilith. Demonic and wonderful couple may M/N say. Seeing as they are the higher ups, M/N bowed to them and introduce himself.

M/N: Honoured to meet you, your majesty.

Lucifer: Hoho, no need for the formalities M/N, I'm Lucifer and this is my wife Lilith. I've had my eyes on you ever since you've nailed that world war. Just absolutely fascinating!!!

M/N: ...

Still thinking this was a sort of dream, M/N just got shocked by the straightforwardness of the king in his imagination his mind just went blank.

Lilith: Darling, I think you traumatised him a bit too much.

Lucifer: Oh, sorry. Just haven't met someone so strong from the human world for so long after that radio demon.

M/N: 'Hm? Demon world huh? Guess I'm still dreaming. ' What's the purpose of your call, my majesty.

Lucifer: Like I said quit with the formalities, I'm hiring you to be my guard. In exchange for a wish, anything you want dear, you could have it.

M/N: Is there a contract?

Lucifer: Ooh, just as I imagined cautious and charming.

Lilith: Darling~

Lucifer: On it deary.

A snap of a finger a demon fire appeared in the palm of Lucifer's hand as it smile evilly before presenting the piece of parchment with a pen and bottle of ink.

M/N read through the details and found it exactly respecting his boundaries and just a special condition of appearing whenever Lucifer calls. He nods agreeing to the deal not before scanning through it one last time at the back to prevent scam and signed the contract. Just as he was about to sign one certain blonde came up to his mind and he stopped, causing a frustrated sigh from Lucifer.

Lucifer: What seems to be the problem dear? Is the contract not suiting your taste?

M/N: No, not with the contract, just for the wish. Is the wish not restricted to anything at all?

Lucifer: Not if you wanted a raid to the heavens even if I want to do myself.

M/N: So restricted within hell huh?

Lucifer: Like your words yes darling.

M/N: Since you overlooked my life so much could you just help me lookout for my lover. just if he's in hell. 'I'm sure he will go to heaven, but just in case, I don't want this dirt hole to taint his soul anymore.'

Lucifer: Oh, that ravishing lover of yours! His whole family's down here like a spider colony you know. They'll probably want to recruit him too.

M/N: Then I'll just send them to double hell.

Lucifer: Hahaha, I like your thinking, you're indeed the one I'm looking for. But a certain overlord wants this soul too and he promised me a lot of goodies. You think you can manage enough in time?

M/N: I could help you fend off others that are uncontrollable and you can add in one more condition free as you please.

Lucifer: And that's what I'm looking for. Just another one...hm...done.

Lilith: Are you serious Luci dear? Help out with your paperwork?

Lucifer: Those overlords are too damn stupid giving me lots to sign and it's ruining our date too much!

Lilith: I literally can't with you.

Lucifer: Oh, you know you love me~ Could you sign and get out now, we'll be busy with you know? Time's ticking dear.

M/N signed the contract and and left with a bow while the parchment descend into the flames again sealing the deal off. He exits the palace and already received the large amount of cash by the king of hell.

He settled down and acted innocent from the gazes of the other forces just because he want to concentrate fully on his wrath project against the spider family. About the work with Lucifer, even though he helped with the paperwork (examined by the king a few times before completely leaving him his work) there are still a lot of work needed to be completed by the king himself. Lucifer having a fit with the small amount of work while Lilith eyeing for the H/C haired demon to go.

After enough info about the family he started his 2nd hell project destroying the whole family with his pet spider putting them into another loop. Seeing Stacy gobbled them up I gave her a pat on the head and a tint of my power as a treat for her great work before sending her back to my pocket space. I left before getting noticed by anyone since I made sure to place a sound containing barrier all over the mansion before I started my plan. Some demons caught on to the sudden missing family and decided it's a good chance to raid the empty mansion.

Well, M/N's not the kind of guy to leave goodies behind. He gathered his old followers that died from the world war and recruited them into his new opened company about star business. Yes he's picking up his old career of nourishing stars and dancer groups. M/N only accepted certain amount of people leaving the others for Valentino and Vox for their career too. Getting treated like normal in this hell hole sure isn't easy, but working under M/N, he ensures everything is under his control and none of his workers are harassed by other demons. This leaves some space for the demons to relax and act like how they're when they're alive.

M/N didn't have hell aboriginals working for him since humans know more about human cultures. His movies were a blast and nearly every demon waited in front of the TV just to wait for his show to air. Even the head of the goetia family Paimon pays him a visit to urge for another episode of R/N (random name) movie, with an exchange of a book of enormous knowledge for one day. Which he forgot was even in M/N's possession afterwards so M/N still has it.

M/N's workers are protected with the seal of the contract so whenever it's extermination day, they could still wander about freely without worrying about the exterminators. He made deals with the angels too, airing his movies in heaven only showcasing kids friendly content of course. Then finally come the day the radio demon got bored of his killing, he paid a visit to M/N's wanting to stir up some fun just to get restricted by the black panther demon almost taming him since he is an animal himself.

He got extremely furious and went all out with the shadows and tentacles just to fail miserably since all those are related to living beings and tamed under the power of M/N. Never having such a failure before, made the demon feel agony and fear making him hide into his shadow. M/N calmed him down and promised to make a deal with him only if he will never stir disturbance in his industry. Alastor agreed of course, he doesn't really have a choice to begin with. They started hanging out, M/N even introduced him to Husk the cat demon thinking they'll be great friends.

M/N waited for a very long time, not gaining any trace of Anthony. He's been numbing himself with work and alcohol just to get the hallucinations of having Anthony by his side again. Alastor and Husk were worried about him, but still had no power to do anything about the living world. They could only accompany the guy getting drunk together and having guys' nights out together. Mostly Husk having fun since Alastor is asexual and M/N is only interested in his hubby.

Even though Alastor was handling himself perfectly on the outside, M/N still sees through his mask and proceed to comfort him slowly relieving off his pain and grudge on his dark history.

This enables the scars to finally heal bit by bit enlightening both M/N and Alastor greatly while Alastor give his first ever body contact opportunity to M/N hugging him tightly and thanking him for all the things he did for him. M/N just lets out a relief sigh and rub his back gently as he cared for the demon even more in the future. M/N's care for the demons around him spiked his popularity to the top and this got into the princess's ear stimulating a thought of a certain hotel to pass through her mind.

Even though M/N wishes for the blonde to be my his side, he still wish he could be in heaven. He already made a deal with the angels to let his darling visit him once a month if he did ever went up there.

And finally the year of 1947, the death of the one he cared so much for. However the receptionist didn't get to inform M/N due to the name Anthony used for signing in, Angel Dust. Angel is craving drugs more than ever but he didn't have the money, then Valentino saw his body and the potential of the spider demon becoming a porn star. He baited him into selling his soul to him as he pay all his drug money. Angel still craving the hallucinations of his husband provided by the drug agreed to the contract.

Immediately regretting afterwards with the rough treatment of Valentino at his porn studio but the fame showering him again reminding him about M/N just left him dunked deeper into it until Valentino attempt to rape him. Sure he dances at the studio and gains fame, but he hadn't had sex with anyone other than his husband as he is only cock craved for M/N and M/N only and now this random demon wanting to rape him? No way. He punched Valentino in the face and move to get to the car door just to get slam back by Valentino that's furious by Angel defying his order. He ripped off Angel's stripper outfit and strap him down to the seats, cock placing at the entrance of the virgin hole attempting to go in raw.

Angel filled with despair remembering back to the words of his love and decided to give it a try.

Angel: M/N!!!!!!!!!!!!

He screamed in fear tears streaking his face as Valentino got surprised and frightened by the name of the powerful demon being called upon. He immediately covered Angel's mouth to stop him from summoning the demon. Then he realised something. Taking the picture out from his pocket and aiming at Angel a few times before horror filled his face absolutely. But it was already too late, the moment M/N heard the familiar as hell voice he miss oh so much he immediately apparated to the location to see Val's car? Oh hell no!

The car door torn down as it frightened both the demon in the car. Taking in the familiar scent and hearing the sobs as well as seeing the tears drained face are just as enough to put the man on edge. M/N put on his smile for his dear as he proceed to carry him with his coat wrapped all around his baby putting a small barrier to prevent the violence being seen or heard by the fluffy spider.

M/N: It's okay, deary. Your big bad muscoli is here for you now. Get some sleep my dear baby spider.

Gently ruffling the small fluff to sleep he turned his attention back to the tied up and gagged moth demon with special kind of materials preventing any use of power. Muffled pleases and begging could be heard as cold shine from M/N's eyes while his smile turning into a sinister yet dangerous one.

M/N: Oh dear little Val, hope you have it in you to endure the heat season of my dear pets. Hahahahhahahaha

Ignoring the pleads and looks from the demon he just threw him straight into the space and activated the strong drug stimulating every one of his pet's sexual desires while placing an undying charm on the moth demon.

Then, he teleported both of them back to his room straight away. He wanted to deal with all the photos and destroy every single demon that ever layed eyes upon his sweetheart before but the the fluff hugging him made him decide against it. He changed Angel into some comfy clothes and spoon him with his long tail wrapping around Angel's legs. Healing all the wounds and sore spots of his pink spider, he leaves a kiss on his forehead finally drifting off to Dreamland with his beloved.

After so many years of not having his beloved by his side, sleep didn't seem to be important unless he's drunk, knocked out by Al or get too exhausted to continue work. Finally getting the usual warmth and scent he craved so fucking much, he was knocked out immediately in deep rest consumed by the warmth Angel provides for him.

Angel must be really stressed from the work he had and he woke up late again. And M/N carried him all the way to the sofa facing the kitchen so he wouldn't panic when he wake up. He'll see M/N straight away. When M/N was done with the Italian breakfast, he felt three sets of fluffy arms wrap around his body engulfing him into more fluff. Taking in a deep breath of his lover's scent, M/N turn around to hug his beloved and clean his eyes off the new formed tears.

M/N: I'm sorry for not finding you earlier. I'm sorry for leaving you so soon. But my angel, I'll always love you forever and ever, even if it means not being beside you.

Angel: You stupid dumb dumb! Leaving me alone on the living world like that! Why can't you just take me... with you....

Sobs broke down as Angel feel the helplessness again but this time getting his hubby to embrace him and shower him with loving kisses.

M/N: I'm sorry, guess I shouldn't assume what's best for you.

Angel: You asshole!

M/N: I'll never do it again, I promise.

Angel: Hmph!

M/N: Aw, Angel! Please baby I said I'm really sorry. Please?

Angel: kiss on forehead* Only for this time, I forgive you, but no next time.

M/N: Yes my little wifey.

Feeding and brushing the spider, he tickles him softly through the same sensitive spot making the latter laugh and snuck his arms up to M/N's body wanting to tickle him back. Then M/N took this opportunity to check him up fully to find his soul... contracted... He was gonna release Valentino after a day but he just proved to him one day wasn't enough.

He didn't mention anything to his lover though having him cuddle with him as they speak on and on about their day without each other and how they miss each other very much embracing each other tightly yet again at the aforementioned. M/N finally took some day off from work to take Angel out on dates and introduce him to his friends.

If it wasn't for Vox paying M/N a visit crying and begging him to return Valentino, he'd forgotten about the moth demon completely. Returning the broke demon back to the TV demon, M/N hinted to take care of him in his vulnerable state and make him unable to leave his side. Vox is furious with the state of the weakened demon but can't help to like the idea of M/N.

Angel: Oh baby~ can you help me with my zipper?

M/N: You can get going now Vox. Oh, wait a second.

M/N walked closer to them making Vox take a step back, M/N just sighed and with a wave of his finger the contract of Angel's soul flew into his hands. A whiff of flame burnt it down to dust and he swipe the dust off his hands. Along with the charm breaking and healing off all the wounds.

Angel: N/N?

M/N: Coming!

He waved for them to get going as he went back inside his room to find Angel in one of the dress gown and a wig he collected for him. Fully pink and showing the curves of his body. Admiring his lover's beauty a little before walking up to him to pull up the zippers carefully not entangling with any of Angel's fur.

Angel: Well, like what you see big guy?

M/N: Yes absolutely. You're always enticing and ravishing my love.

He wanted to kiss Angel but got stopped by the spider hands holding him back.

Angel: Nuh uh babe, I just had my make up on not having you ruining it again.

M/N: But Angel~

Angel: Nope, not happening. We can smooch and cuddle all we want when we get back.

M/N: Fine then mmf...

Angel: Well a little peck should cool you off a little.

Angel sashayed away leaving the stunned male behind. Their life so far had been amazing, M/N didn't let him go to work anymore since they are already wealthy enough, just taking the spider to all sorts of dancing studios to dance together or going out to have a fun of shooting and destroying things with her bestie Cherry Bomb. But today is a special day. M/N brought him to a fancy restaurant, having all their friends at the back, they ate and flirted for a while before M/N made a toilet break excuse to go to the back. Then all of them started singing happy birthday surprising the male playing with his utensils out of boredom. M/N came from the back of the group of people positioning himself in front of Angel and he got down to one knee taking out an beautifully decorated pink box from his pocket. Opening it and say,

M/N: Will you make me the happiest demon alive by marrying me once again my dear Angel?

Angel still surprised and all from the big group totally broke down in tears nodding over and over again reaching out one of his arm for the panther demon to take his hand. Three rings are slip into the hands of Angel since he has three sets of arms. Patiently waiting for M/N to be done before totally losing his composure and leap into the male's embrace. Their friends and colleagues clapping as the couple engulfed each other in a deep heartfelt kiss.

When they got home, Angel is pushed on to the bed by the panther. M/N undressing teasingly as Angel slip off his dress too. They gone into another heated make out session again as M/N's hands went to the back of Angel to take his bra off. Exchanging kisses while their hands roam around each other hands intertwined as M/N started making hickies all over Angel not enough to hurt him though. The body's quite sensitive to stimulations so a beautiful moan got out and he's dripping pre cum with M/N's hand making it messier.

Getting limp from all the pleasure, Angel attempt weakly to wrap his hands around his lover. M/N getting the emotions he's feeling, helped him wrapped around and pull him in for another make out session tongues swirling around each others'. This time with more experience, M/N brought out lube for Angel inserting slowly when Angel's distracted with the kiss and the hand stroking his shaft.

Getting intruded suddenly made Angel feel slightly discomfort, but the hand teasingly stroking his cock's sensitive head just brought back the pleasure twice.

Angel: Cumming...ugh...cumming...N/N, can I?

M/N: You may do as you like Angel, no need to ask.

Angel: Ugh ah...ah...hah...Ah!

With a panting moan, Angel came thick ropes all over M/N's hand, getting some onto M/N's face too. Noticing Angel's gaze, M/N smirked and lick the cum off showing his long tongue and teasing gaze immediately getting Angel up for him again.

Angel: Please, stop teasing me N/N. Ah, I want you please~ ah-AHHHH no not so suddenly...agh...

M/N poked the prostate that seemed to be at the same angle as before and rubbing it gently making the spider squirm and thrust into his hands moaning out loud. The veins already popping out of M/N's forehead showing that he himself is controlling himself hard to not pound straight into his lover right away. Angel was too drown in pleasure to notice and wanting to be hugged and embrace he pulled M/N down yet again to kiss him hard and passionately. It got too much so M/N started inserting bit by bit.

Angel: Ah! no...too big...no...

M/N: Relax my dear, I promise you'll feel really...ngh... good.

Sucking the sensitive spot of his neck and caressing over his spider thighs distracting him from the pain before moving bit by bit to go in entirely. Relived and satisfied sigh of being filled to the brim make Angel want to hug M/N even more as M/N whispered praises and complements to him, pampered him till he's ready for M/N to move.

The hot cavern clamping down hard on M/N's sensitive organ makes him want to pound straight in but just for his lover, he waited patiently and thrusted in slow pace and gradually picking up the speed when Angel tells him to. He buries himself in Angel's chest fluff and lick the nipple covered underneath making the spider moan even louder as hands were felt pushing his head deeper into the fluff. Servicing and pleasuring his lover is another whole ecstacy for the H/C haired demon. Especially getting to see the lewd face and feeling his legs and hands wrap around him moaning cutely fishing for compliments. How could anyone resist anything like that?

Unfortunately this is the first time they had sex as demons so after one round, Angel needs to rest. One last thrust bringing out the pleasured moan of his lover which soon turned into a surprised and terrified scream when Angel felt spiky things engraving into his walls overstimulating him hard as hot splashes of cum pooled into him made him unconscious being too intensive. M/N feeling his cock growing the spikes too as he shoot buckets of cum into Angel but unable to pull out due to the spikes.

Never meant to exhaust his lover, M/N kiss the sweaty spider lovingly before concentrating hard to make his cock normal again. When it swell down, he pulled out gently as cum ooze out of Angel's abused hole making the latter whimper with tears hanging by his eyes. Kissing them away, he cleaned the cum and cleaned his body with a wet cloth. He checked for any injuries, found none but still used his power to heal him up a little not wanting him to feel any sort of discomfort. Then, helping Angel into one of his T-Shirts knowing it will be gone since Angel will be hogging them later. Hugging him tight, covering both of them in the huge blankets and casting a barrier unless some brain-dead wandering in to disturb them.

The next day, Angel wake up early free from pain and soreness. He immediately knew it was his hubby's doing and snuggle deeper into his embrace looking at his husband's handsome face, thinking they are made for each other after all, with him the beautiful flower and M/N the big powerful man protecting him from everything. Oh he adored the ring so much too! The love shaped diamond ring totally complementing his long slender fingers. The sudden movement around his waist shook him out of his deep thoughts.

M/N: Good morning hubby, sweet dreams?

Angel: Yeah, dreamt of the day of our wedding.

Exchanging a lovely little kiss M/N pull him in closer ears fluffing and tail wagging at the thoughts too.

M/N: I'm looking forward to that day too my love.

Angel: By the way, what's with the spikes at the end of our session last night?

M/N: Oh! I guess animal instincts followed and it ensures the probability of fertilization. I'm sorry I didn't research it through. Sorry for making you unconscious last night.

Angel: Nah, no biggie, I had a lotta fun too.

Angel rub his nose with M/N's showing a cute smile that melt M/N's heart straight away as he hug the spider demon squealing manly on how can his treasure be so cute and another ton of compliments making Angel flush fully getting embarrassed.

He pushed M/N away shooing him to go prepare breakfast as he got ready for the day. M/N did a simple a bacon and eggs and went to search for his lover. Angel seemed to be having a problem with his tangled fur pain evident as he pulled the brush. M/N rush to his aid lowering Angel's hands that are hurting himself before gently and carefully untangling the mess and smoothing it all out. Trained by professionals he set up Angel's hair perfectly. Gentle purrs heard from the spider as the brush went through his hair again and again.

After the hair, M/N had a bath himself while Angel enjoys the breakfast soon joined by M/N after the bath. Shared kiss before holding hands and going to their work at the same place of course, M/N wouldn't imagine letting Angel leave his sight in this dangerous place.

Just as M/N was about to start with his work, the phone rang attracting the couple's attention. Angel was closer so he answered the phone call.

Angel: Hello, Ant company how can I help you?

Angel: The boss, alright hang on a little.

Angel handed the phone over to M/N and turns out it was Lucifer's butler. He brought a message about Charlotte Lucifer's daughter wanting to start a rehabilitation hotel being encouraged by M/N.

M/N: So, what's the need for this call?

Butler: Assist her.

M/N: I'm...

Butler: Busy as hell with work, you can have someone replacing but the one helping her must be from you.

M/N: Well that's fine by me. I'll send Alastor and Husk over. Is that all?

Butler: That's all, have a good day sir.

Angel: What's all that about?

M/N: Just a soon to be built hotel for rehabilitation.

Angel: Well, that sounds like fun!

M/N: But baby it's dangerous.

Angel: I don't care, you'll be by my side if I call to you, will you not?

M/N: Of course I will baby.

Angel: Hey, I could even bring Cherri along to the hotel, haven't had entertainment for so long in this red filled place!

And that's how Angel join in the gang of the Happy hotel or Hazbin Hotel by Alastor. Being the prankster and the tease, meeting Alastor and his asexual personality spiked Angel's interest to the fullest with constant teasing but nothing too overboard even though Alastor would never harm him because of his bond with M/N. And with Husk the cat demon, that's even more fun with the cat grass, drunken honest talk and laser beam play. However with the princess there are only so much he can do, being prank calling and dildo stash somewhere. And Vagatha that easily angered women, fun just absolute fun.

Some of M/N's workers also volunteered themselves as test subject for the rehabilitation project since they've been wanting to leave this hell hole for ages now, otherwise they won't hide in M/N's company.

After several years, rehabilitation worked with the first purified soul accepted to heaven. Charlie got really emotional laughing and crying in Vaggie's arm. Angel got the rehabilitate opportunity too but he declined because he wanted to stay with M/N. This broke M/N's heart completely and firmed his thoughts about rehabilitating himself and transfer all his work to his trusted second hand with Lucifer's agreement.

The pink door of the room opens to reveal a marriage photo of Angel in tears holding a pink piggy named Nuggets. It was a wedding gift by the animals of M/N.

He treated Fat Nuggets like his child and spoiled him with all sorts of things. He also likes playing pretend with the piggy as the child him as a wife and M/N as the husband. It was fun for M/N too seeing his Angel squealing cute and taking pictures here and there for Voxgram while unknown that the spider himself is acting really cute too.

There was one time when the hotel members got too annoyed by the harmless but endless prank everyday, this made Alastor planned on a revenge prank with Angel. They snuck Nuggets out from his pink furnished room when M/N took him out on a date. When they arrived back, Husk got assigned to distract M/N away from Angel when the terrible scene happened.

Angel: Fat Nuggets! I'm home!

Getting no reply by the pink piglet made Angel slightly worried as he started panicking while searching around the hotel for his pet.

Angel: Nuggs? Sweetie? Come out to Daddy, Papa is here too, oh please be okay. Please...

Then he turned a corner to see the lights on in the kitchen with sounds of silverware. Door opening to show Alastor eating a midnight snack of unknown animal. At first, Angel didn't think of nothing and was about to ask Alastor about his piglet when he saw the plate of steak in front of him.

Angel: Um, Al?

Alastor: Yes my dear?

Angel: Whatcha eating there.

Alastor: Well you see I was craving meat especially right now and the butcher had already closed up, so I had to help myself to the stock available in this hotel!

Angel: You...you...you must be joking.

Alastor: Well, little warrior put up quite a fight might I say, squealing such music...

Angel: Ahhhhhh!

Angel pounced onto the radio demon making him fall as well tearfully while glaring at the man below him ferociously.

Angel: How dare you! You sick freak, all this for some harmless jokes!!!!!!!

Alastor: Get off of me this instance or I'll make you regret it!

M/N: Angel?

Nuggets: Oink Oink.

Angel: Nuggs? NUGGS!

He ran up to his pet jumping onto his husband again while taking the piglet off of M/N's head.

Angel: You're okay, you're okay, never leave daddy's and Papa's side again ever.

M/N being utmost confused by the situation just saw Angel's tears and Alastor dumfounded face to the plate on the table, then it all got to him split seconds.

M/N: Not cool of you, Al. Are you guys in on this too?

He questioned calmly as he caressed his fluffy husband's back in circles calming him down while Angel buried into him. The sobbing that are still visible pained M/N really much making him really close to snapping if Alastor don't speak up quick enough.

Alastor: I'm sorry M/N. Just wanted him of his own taste.

M/N: You should've get me to do it instead of planning all of these things to hurt my dear Angel.

Alastor: ...

M/N: I'll leave Angel to decide what to deal with you guys tomorrow you sickos. Especially you Al, I know it's your idea. Can't believe I trusted you. You guys better think of an apology tomorrow or I'll wreck you guys apart instead!

Then the angry demon stomped away with his crying husband in his arms. The crew feeling guilty especially Alastor feeling like shit after M/N shattered his heart completely with those words. He never wanted to loose his friend. He just acted what he thinks is best and... maybe... no, he'll have to apologize later.

Angel won't let Nuggs go for the whole night. He didn't even let M/N leave the bed wanting to just cuddle and sleep like that. M/N sighed and helped themselves into PJ's with his power and big spooning his husband along with the piglet.

Angel: You'll never disappear on me right?

M/N: Yes, I promise. If I ever my soul will be obliterated completely my the thunders and I wil...

Angel put his hand on his man's mouth preventing any other courses from coming out.

Angel: No. That's enough for me, I love you so much M/N.

M/N: I love you too, my Angel.

They shared a passionate good night kiss before turning in for the night succumbing in each others' warmth. The next day Charlie offering a cruise trip bring Alastor green to his face as he puked once the cruise started. Brought Angel a lot of laughs as M/N just watched lovingly from the sides. Alastor made up with Angel by the end of the trip as M/N gave the radio demon a temporary charm of preventing sea sickness obeying his darling's wish. Alastor apologized to M/N too, tears evident as the H/C haired demon sighs and forgave him. He engulfed him into another hug before getting pushed away by the furious pink spider saying "This one's mine, get another one you dumb ass strawberry pimp!" Alastor just rolled his eyes to this while M/N chuckled a lot hugging his deary.

Years later, Angel woke up in his man's arms to see the halo on his head too. He squealed happily and shook M/N awake pointing to the top of his head. M/N just woke up a bit confused but notice the glow and he grabbed onto Angel's hands too.

Finally descending to heaven, the couple having a happy smile knowing they will always be by each other, no matter what.

#top male reader #hazbin hotel #angel dust #alastor #husk #hazbin hotel smut #angel dust x male reader #angst

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wildfire317 · 4 months

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@liveleaker @jaquesmes

Alright listen here you little inbred, KKK wannabe chucklefucks news flash neither of you are main characters and your barely even background characters so quit acting like you dumbfucks are worth more than the dirt under your toenails. Nobody in their right mind actually thinks your dumb racist, homophobic and sexist comments are funny or cute, you two just look like absolutely moronic dipshits with micro-dongs and chihuahua complexes. And another thing you living condom usage advertisements, Nobody wants your defective sewing needle sized, piss poor excuses for cocks that not even a rat could choke on or your rotting in the middle of a dry summer sewer smelling, flatter than a piece of paper asses any where near them and if you think they do your even less intelligent than a single cell organism. You both claim to be adults so goddamn act like it because as things are right now you're both acting like a pair of rocket propelled spaz maggots spring-loaded face first up the asses of psychedelic freakout weasels on idiot drugs. Also you want to call someone swagless and bitchless you might want to take a good long look in the mirror because I don't see a singular molecule of swag on either of you or a single bitch and I'm not surprised considering you both look like the kind of guys that order boneless, dry rub chicken wings and then lose a fight to a chihuahua. And by the way just because you pieces of dick-cheese started putting out at twelve and peaked at 15 doesn't mean you get to drag everyone else down the perverted dunkass tree with you. Also your 8 decade curse is the biggest joke in the history of curses from any religion it isn't even an actual curse, it barely even qualifies as a jinx and thats ignoring the fact that it's basically useless the way you attempted to use it anyways and was over all a monumentally stupid waste of everyones time so stuff that in your prison cell and sit on it. You two blithering, feculent, shit holes are such lame wastes of genetic material i would not be surprised if both of your probably absentee fathers wish they had worn a condom at the time of your conceptions which explains your blatantly fatherless behavior and I bet your mothers change the subject when anyone asks about you and envy people who have never met or heard of you. Your "your momma" jokes are the most pathetic I have ever seen, were either of you actually even trying or was that the extent of your creativity? Because they were the weakest, most uninspired and embarrassing "your momma" jokes I have ever had the displeasure of reading to the point that they barely even qualify, And don't even get me started on your insults because I have met 3rd graders who have better insults. Your "oh look at me I'm a terrorist" shtick is so stupid and pathetic i couldn't help but cackle at your waste of energy like what do you want a cookie? Because you don't even deserve the crumbs of crap after someone else ate a cookie so who even gives a barfing fuck about it? You jackasses are about as threatening as some mild flatulence. I hope you piss ant's have fun dying alone and unwanted and that every time you think you have to fart you end up shitting your pants, i hope that every time you go to put socks on they are soaking wet and ice cold, i hope that the next time you are anywhere near a lego set or box of thumbtacks you step on one, i hope that every time you go to bed both sides of your pillow are annoyingly hot and give you lice, and lastly i hope that every single time you go to walk past a piece of furniture that you bang your toes on it hard enough to break your toe bones. Isn't it funny how quickly your bullshit unravels when someone actually intelligent calls you out? Do the world a favor and delete all of your social media, go apologize to whichever trees are working their proverbial asses off to replace the oxygen you're both wasting and then sew your mouths shut you cowardly wastes of skin. Id say you could learn from this but then I'd sound just as stupid as you two. Sayonara you worthless, crotch-stained barf-puppets.

( @warringwarrioridiot @p1n34ppl3-c4t24 for your reading entertainment)

#call out post #replies #go shit yourselves you entitled douchewagons #for those who don't know #the two users tagged at the top are total pricks

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hatsunevitu · 8 months

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both kyle and cartman joined the debate club in high school. kyle thought it would help him with his public speaking skills and improve his critical thinking, meanwhile cartman was just looking for an opportunity to release the anger and stress he had and fucking destroy someone in a verbal fight.

and – uh-oh, such a coincidence – they both joined it at the same time without knowing it.

kyle was obviously pissed off, and he was actually thinking of quitting, because the idea of spending school hours arguing with cartman didn’t really seem appealing to him, but eventually his pride wouldn’t let him simply give up.

“I can be in any club I want, and I won’t let Cartman fucking ruin it for me! You’ll see, dude, he’ll drop out in one or two meetings when I absolutely win him in a debate!” as he then explained to stan.

kyle was preparing for the first debate harder than for any of his normal school activities. he would spend nights perfecting his reasoning and making a plan for his speech, until he was absolutely sure cartman had zero chances to win.

the theme was something controversial like, i’m not sure, politics or something, and kyle was totally sure that cartman would come unprepared, because he hates anything homework-like, and he ususally prefers improvising.

he was wrong, though, as cartman has been preparing. he entered the classroom with a small stack of papers with his reasoning on them, he was smiling brightly and joking, and kyle for the first time felt insecure about his skills. he felt rather nervous as he knew that cartman’s charisma and the ability to tell lies in the blink of his eye made kyle look worse in a debate, but he still hoped the teacher had some common sense and wouldn’t let cartman blind them with his confident smiles and fake politeness.

but the nervous anxious feeling in kyle’s chest wouldn’t go away, so when cartman started speaking, kyle couldn’t just stay quiet, sighing irritatedly when cartman said things like “violence is bad”. as kyle knew damn well that’s not what cartman actually thought.

so when the debate was coming to its end and cartman was giving another hypocritical speech, kyle just couldn’t be silent anymore, interrupting cartman with his new counter arguments (and adding some insults as well). cartman, of course, lost his temper too, and the constructive discussion instantly became a heated bickering. teachers tried to stop it but when kyle and cartman are fighting literally nothing can distract them.

cartman: Look, capitalism is just the natural way of things. It's the perfect system, without it everything would fall apart!

kyle: How can you be sooo blind and ignorant to everything?! Capitalism breeds inequality, it's the reason behind a lot of problems in our society, you just don't know it because you haven't experienced all the struggles, you fat privileged fuck!

cartman: Oh, I’m privileged?? Well, you’re just a whiny jew who can't handle the truth. You're just jealous your greedy ass can't make money yourself!

kyle: Shut up, Cartman, I’m warning you!

after a few antisemitic-fatphobic-homophobic slurs they were both kicked out and banned from entering the club again.

they both seemed disappointed and annoyed by it, but cartman had a smug smirk on his face, feeling proud of making kyle mad.

they wouldn’t stop their fight though, arguing all the way back home, without being pressured or watched, and kyle caught himself thinking that arguing with cartman is pretty, well, addicting and he might actually be enjoying it.

at the end they decided it’s a tie, and for the goodbye cartman says something like “Well, you’re annoying as fuck, but I gotta hand it to you, you’re good at debating. Who even needs that stupid club, anyway?”

and kyle smiles, nodding. “Next week, the same time” he says already walking away from Cartman.

and they meet again, choosing a topic and preparing for the debate by themselves because they don’t need a club to argue with each other.

#that was a long rest and honestly i feel like this hc fucking SUCKS sorry i think i lost the ability to write things #also i like them spending time with each other but not admitting they both like it #south park #sp #eric cartman #kyman #kyle broflovski #sp kyman #kyle x cartman #sp kyle #sp cartman #cartman x kyle

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wewebaggit · 10 months

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The Big Byler Theory

This might not be well structured but I will try not to be all over the place and keep it as short as possible. So here goes.

How it's gone so far

First and foremost, Mike's got to earn it. He has been a bit of a bitch and an asshole and has not yet learned the art of apologising. The show and Mike rest on Will's enthusiasm to forgive and forget to make it seem like all's fine and dandy. Mike hasn't apologised for his homophobic remark in season 3 and neither has he apologised for repeatedly ignoring Will. (season 4 apology was lame sowie) Mike has to learn to make amends (not just with Will) and take responsibility for his words. You can't just be the heart and then simultaneously be the asshole.

Will on the other hand needs to get to a point where he "doesn't hate himself" or at least makes major improvement in his self worth. His arc can't be about realising that he's deserving of Mike's love. But love in general.

Van Scene/Garage Scene aka Byler create a Scene

People talk about how Mike doesn't make him feel like a mistake at all and apply it to Mike making him feel like he's okay/better for being gay. NO. Mike's love and friendship makes him better for being different. Different in the way he's small and shy and easily intimidated but better cuz he feels like he can voice his opinions in front of Mike. Different in the way that his clothes are colourful, he draws and is artsy and sensitive and has been regularly bullied for those qualities even by his own father but better cuz Mike plasters his art everywhere. Different in the way that his songs are "stupid" or not Kenny Rogers but better cuz he can sing them around Mike anyway. Different in the way that he was possessed by a netherworldly entity and used as a spy but better cuz Mike made him their super spy. Different in how he was alone on the swings and Mike walked up to him and asked him to be his friend and it was the best thing he ever did. Different in the way he feels not everyone understands him but better cuz Mike does and would be gladly go crazy together with him. Different in how he is usually treatedlike a baby, like a freak but better cuz Mike doesn't treat him differently at all.

But that does not give Mike a pass. The 2020fication of the 80s or the post-homophobiafication of humanity in general has made people excuse homophobia just because it came from a gay guy. People need to realise that just because you suspect someone to be homophobic, you don't just cut them out of your life. Many do. Many don't. There's militant homophobia and then there's the hate the sin not the sinner homophobia. And everything in between. So Will regardless of what he thinks about Mike's homophobia is not just gonna dump his ass. As far as Will knows Mike's just straight. He does not have Tumblr perspective. Heck he has lesser than casual viewer perspective. So his gayness is still definitely something Mike doesn't make him feel better about. Cuz Mike doesn't even know for one. And Mike is just rubbing his relationship in his face even if it's not about being homophobic but just a bad friend. (In Will's POV)

And no. This is not to call Mike the devil's spawn. But to say that an express apology is fundamental to his own arc. Because to apologise to Will he must first forgive himself for wanting what he wants.

I resent the idea that Mike is aware of AND willing to explore his feelings for Will but ONLY stops himself because he loves El so so much and doesn't want to lose her. Makes no sense. She hasn't really been sending him any signals of wanting to chuck him out of her life.

Mike's arc is about conformism. And it is because he's someone who can successfully do it without being "clocked". He isn't scared to lose her. He is scared to lose his shield. He's scared to face his "difference" cuz if he doesn't have a girlfriend he is only a boy who doesn't really want girlfriends and honestly can't get girlfriends.

And again that's not a commentary on his frog face or inability to rizz up or whatever the kids are calling it these days. It is his canon inability to know anything about dating a girl. Something that is very instinctual. (Confusion over how to get back El vs just knowing to go after Will). He keeps looking up to Lucas who's by no means an expert since that's his first relationship too. But my boy Sinclair has his hetero instincts with him. Puberty slapped Mike hard and he is now not only aware that he's attracted to boys but also that he's not attracted to girls.

It's his defensiveness and self-hate that made him lash out at Will. Was he projecting? Yes. But was he really remorseful? No. Because he intended to say what he did. That's what people do when they're defensive. Cuz it was an entirely disproportionate response to "some stupid girl". Also a hetero would know bros before hoes. (ik shit) But he completely cuts off his bros? Ya. So so straight. As seen with Lucas not finding it hard to find a balance. (It's been like this all summer - Lucas Sinclair himself said it).

So what does it mean for Byler? (That is so horribly underdeveloped LMAO I can't even bt that's for a different day).

How it should go moving forward (I feel/hope/pray/manifest)

Well, the timing of it could be anything. But that painting is gonna be brought up. And it is going to be messy. I know people want Mike to be sad and not angry, but sad and angry is just so much better and makes sense. There is a fight. Because neither are ready to lay it all out in the open. You don't suddenly gain that confidence. I hope they're separated after. If it is because of avoidance, different team ups, or both. Doesn't matter. They both need time with their thoughts and the time being spent thinking about their own selves. This growth may be through convos with their loved ones and some other self reflective moments. I think that Mike's gonna get a coming out scene most probably with Karen. Will might get a scene like the one he already got in SBP with Jonathan but maybe with Joyce. (I hope she needs to make a comeback as a mother.) It could be a private moment or a Byers family moment. I don't want a party coming out. I want the boys to share this with the people that are closest to them and their fiercest supporters and rocks. Karen for Mike and Joyce n Jonatan for Will. Also, I think it's Mike who's gonna HAVE TO expressly say it while Will's could go either way. This is cuz of the differences in their circumstances - in/visible gayness.

How do they get together? Well believe it or not, a lot of unnecessary supernatural and sci-fi plot shit is crammed in (bullshit right?) and maybe they're now more okay being around each other cuz their deepest fears have been mostly assuaged. They don't feel alone with their truth and therefore, their place in the world does not rest on the reciprocity of their feelings. Imagine not HAVING to need each other but CHOOSING to. Cuz they just really really really want it. And it would make them happy. How they pursue each other is by not hiding. Nothing too brave I feel. Just being themselves. The vibes will carry. How THE getting together scene goes - I don't know. Surprise me, honestly. But for all the shit treatment their storyline has gotten so far I want s5 to fix it so well that WHEN it happens we all go crazy together! 💙💛

#I delivered on the not well structured but fumbled on the keep it short........oops #also Will doesn't just hate himself cuz GAY bt the exploration of the other facets of his self hatred are not relevant HERE #i usually re-read what I write bt not this time so sorry for any mistakes.... by all means point and laugh #actually did re-read cuz wtf happened #byler #stranger things #will byers #mike wheeler #wewe's opinionions

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g3z0 · 3 months

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Scared to love P2

Summary: You and Nick are best friends since childhood days. He doesn’t know that you like guys, let alone that you like him. You try to ignore your feelings, also because of your homophobic family. But it’s harder than you thought.

Warnings: Cursing, living in a toxic household, homophobia, smoking, drinking, drug abusing, Physical violence, mentions of sexual stuff only a little tho

-g3z0

I take a deep breathe before I turn the keys in the lock of my front door.

I push the door open and immediately the mixed smell from beer, weed and cigarettes fill my nostrils.

I close the door and lock it again. I hear talking from the living room and also hear the voice of my little sister.

I close my eyes for a second and sigh, pulling my phone out and looking at the time.

11:42 pm.

She should be in bed like 4 hours ago.

I put my phone back in my jacket and walk into the living room.

My little sister sits on the carpet, watching TV as she draws something on a piece of paper.

I look over to the couch, where my dad sits. A beer bottle in his hand, in the other a burning cigarette.

He glares at me and meets my eyes. He lets out a sigh and looks back at the TV.

„You’re Late.“ he mumbles. My little sisters head shoots up from her drawing and she smiles widely.

„y/n!“ she yells as she stands up and runs over to me.

I smile softly as I pick her up. „Hey princess.“ I say softly as she wraps her arms around my neck.

„y/n, y/n, dad allowed me to watch adult TV.“ she says in her sweet voice.

I nod a little „really?“ I look over to the TV seeing how my dad watches some stupid ass movie where you can see blood and violence.

„I can see that.“ I take a quick glance to my dad and then back at my little sister. „Guess you‘re grown up now, hm?“ I say softly

She giggle a little and I let her down. She runs over to the paper on the carpet and grabs it, running back to me.

„I made this for you.“ she smiles up at me as she holds the paper out to me.

I knee down next to her and grab the drawing. It’s a really shitty drawing of me and her. We hold hands and she drew me with a superhero suit.

I smile softly as I look back at her. „It’s beautiful, lily.“ I rest my hand on her cheek and I push her hair back a little.

She smiles proudly. My dad clears his throat and I look at him.

He glares at us. I let out a breathe and stand back up and look down on lily.

„Go brush your teeth and go to bed, I’m gonna tell you a good night story, alright?“ I say softly as I run my hand through her dark brown hair.

Her eyes light up and she nods quickly, running down the hall to the bathroom.

I smile as I watch her and then I look back at my dad.

He takes a drag from his cigarette as he continues to stare at me.

I swallow a little and look down on the drawing in my hand. „It’s past her bedtime.“ I mumble.

„I know.“ he says in a stern voice.

I nod a little as I look back at the TV, avoiding his eyes on me.

„she shouldn’t watch this st-" I can’t even finish my sentence because he throws his beer bottle at the wall next to me.

I flinch a little at the breaking sound of the bottle and I look at him.

He stands up and walks over to me. „It’s my daughter, I decide what the fuck she does and what not.“ He snapped at me.

I nod a little and swallow looking back down at the drawing in my hand.

He grabs my face and turns it back up so I look at him.

„where were you?“ He aks, his voice annoyed. His breathe smells like alcohol and I try to look to the side but his grip only thightens on my face.

I bite down on my teeth and stop trying.

„Where. Were. You.“ he asks through gritted teeth.

I try to swallow the lump in my throat. „Out, with Nick..“ I mumble almost in a whisper.

He lets out a sarcastic laugh and lets go off my face. „That fag again?“ he hisses at me.

I clench my jaw and don’t answer him. He pushes my shoulders a little and I stumble a little back.

„hm? You hanging around with fags?“ he scoffs as he pushes me against the wall.

„dad-" I start but he interrupts me with a slap across my cheek.

I feel my cheek burning and heating up. I clench my jaw and look down on the ground, my hands grab the drawing more thightly.

„go to your fucking room, I don’t want to see you.“ he scoffs as he turns away from me and sits back on the couch.

I swallow and walk out of the living room.

I rub my cheek a little with my hand and walk to lilys room.

She already lays in her bed and she looks at me with tears in her eyes and a worried expression.

I sigh softly and sit down on the edge of her bed.

„y-y/n..“ she bites down on her lip and starts to cry.

„hey, hey, don’t cry lily..“ I whisper softly as I pull her closer and wrap my arms around her.

She sobs quietly into my shoulder and I stroke her back softly, trying to comfort her.

God, I hate this.

„shh.. everything’s okay..“ I whisper softly as I kiss the top of her head. I cup her cheeks with my hands and stroke her tears away my thumbs as I smile softly at her.

She sniffs a little and nods a little. „I-I’m scared..“ she whispers with a shaky voice.

I can literally feel my heart breaking into thousand pieces. I shake my head a little and stroke through her hair with my fingertips.

„no, don’t be.. I’m here.. I would never let anyone hurt you..“ I try to reassure her.

Her eyes met mine. „Promise..?“ she whispers.

I nod a little „pinky promise.“ I whisper back to her.

She smiles a little as she lays back into the bed and I lay the blanket over her.

„tell me a nice story, y/n..“ she whispers.

I smile a little and nod. „Okay..“ I look at the drawing in my hand and then back at her.

„there was this superhero once..“ I start. „he was a very cool superhero, you know?“ I laugh a little.

She giggles a little as she hugs her stuffed animal I once won for her.

„but you know who was even cooler?“ I ask her softly.

She stares back up at me „who?“ I hear her gentle voice.

„his super cool sidekick.“ I laugh a little as I tickle her a little.

She laughs a little and squirms. „Y/n!“ she laughs.

„shh.. shh..“ I laugh a little as I stop. She smiles at me and lets out a little yawn.

„and they saved the city everyday. The superhero would be nothing without his sidekick..“ I whisper.

She smiles a little and closes her eyes.

I lean forward and place a soft kiss on her forehead. „Good night, lily.“ I say softly and stand up, walking towards her door.

„y/n?“ she whispers.

I stop walking and turn back to her „yeah?“

She yawns a little and turns to her side „you‘re my superhero..“ she whispers.

I smile softly. „Good night..“ I whisper as I walk out of her room and walk into mine.

I close the door behind me and throw my keys and my AirPods on my desk. I close my eyes and let out a breathe.

I run with my hand through my hair and I grab lightly on it.

„fuck..“ I mumble to myself.

I take my clothes off and change into my sweatpants and an comfortable hoodie. I open my window and pull out a little box from under my bed.

I open the box and take a joint out, closing the box again and pushing it back under my bed. I lean my elbows on my window sill and I light the joint with my lighter.

I take a long drag from it and the satisfying flavor mixed from Tobbaco and weed spreads through my mouth and hits my lungs.

I exhale the smoke as I pull my phone out. I scroll through TikTok a little till I get a notification.

snap from „Nicolas.“

I open Snapchat and open his snap while I take another drag from my joint.

It’s a snap from him, shirtless where I can see his shoulders and collarbones. His wet hair hangs down and sticks a little to his forehead.

The snap reads „so you coming tomorrow?“

I cough a little on the drag I took, my throat burning.

For fucks sake, I’m hard.

I stare at my phone for a few seconds before I snap him back.

I put the front flash on and I squeeze my eyes a little and let out a little annoyed groan by the sudden bright light from my phone.

i take another drag and I take a snap from myself, trying to look not too high.

I type into my phone „yeah, unfortunately.“ and I send the snap.

I sigh and put my phone into the pocket of my sweatpants and I smoke the joint to its end.

I flick the stumble out of my window and close it after.

I lay down in my bed and my eyes feel heavy and I just feel so relaxed.

God, I love weed.

I let out a little sigh and close my eyes as i slowly drift off to sleep.

#chris sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nick sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo x you #sturniolo triplets x reader

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will80sbyers · 3 months

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I need to vent because I'm really struggling with this reality, I can understand if you're talking about people that have done awful crimes again and again and redemption is really almost impossible after a certain line crossed even if those ppl still shouldn't be tortured or killed imo because they are people too, but putting ignorance and words on the same plane as a soldier going to shoot people in their homes is being completely out of reality to me

how are we supposed to progress and make the world safer when this extreme polarization only pushes people on middle grounds further into those fucked up ideologies from which is difficult to get out because they modify your whole reality?

I honestly don't understand this, this is just about shaming people to submission instead of actually changing their minds making them think and reflect so they can start building from there and have their own critical thinking skills

Criticism is always fair and people should be held accountable about serious things, and you shouldn't be forced to interact with them when you don't want to or don't feel like educating them, I agree with that completely (and that's why I love the blocking button)

but I'm noticing how online we jumped from "holding accountable" to "burn them at the stake and add fuel if they try to make steps to be better" and that's not being a normal person to me

If you do that irl you are becoming a bully whether you like it or not, you would be consciously harassing someone.

And if I had to act like this with the people in my life I would have to literally kill all my relatives and friends because there isn't one that has completely correct ideas about every single thing in the world and I bet it's the same thing for every single person that is doing this on the internet, my own parents have been homophobic in the past because of ignorance, my friends have been too and they are the same age as me

your background influences you and often people are ignorant and don't have others around them that can teach them or have people that continue to teach them wrong things... and now the only way they are being "teached" by the other side is by someone screaming at them that they are the devil and should die... Like, imagine doing that to students in school???? that's not teaching. that's abuse.

I hate this new mentality of labeling all real people that aren't perfect as evil regardless of what they actually did, you just take the thing that they did and distort it to give it a hyper negative meaning and you are 10000% sure they meant that as in how the most evil person on earth would, it CAN'T be ignorance and stupidity it must be cruelty regardless of what one is actually doing

It seems like people just want to push others to have self hating thoughts until they kill themselves at this point especially on fucking Twitter that's just a dumpster fire of abusers pretending to be activists from what I've seen

So many people pretending to care about mental health while ganging up on others constantly

there isn't a measure of things anymore, you don't know how to make a fair critique to someone without using abusing language and people are closing off and going away from the internet because of this, because in real life if you act like a maniacal person screaming at others all the time that they should do something you want them to do while following them around after a certain point they get a fucking restraining order for your ass

#And yeah this is about noah but not only #This is WORRYING #this is not spreading culture

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henrioo · 6 months

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CIS PEOPLE CANNOT DECIDE THE PARAMETERS FOR SOMEONE TO BE TRANS OR NOT

I'M FUCKING TIRED OF A CIS COMING TO ME AND SAYING I'M NOT A MAN BECAUSE I HAVE LONG HAIR, BECAUSE I LIKE DRESSES OR HIGH HEELS

THIS IS MY FUCKING LIFE AND I WILL CHOOSE HOW TO LIVE IT, I WILL CHOOSE HOW I WANT TO BE IDENTIFIED, I HAVE CONTROL OVER MY LIFE, NOT YOU

After this scream I'm going to vent a little because even though I'm a hard rock to break, it doesn't mean that things don't affect me

If they don't hurt me anymore, it will be very difficult for you to hurt me, you know, especially about my trans experience. It's hard enough to offend me, so getting hurt is even harder

But it doesn't mean it doesn't affect me, and it affects and affects me, frustrating me, making me mad at a level where I often question how someone is so stupid

There's this woman (cis straight) and we were from a common group and we became friends, everything was fine, we had similar tastes, etc

But she did something that really irritated me, which was writing Mpreg, if you don't know why this is transphobic, etc. I genuinely don't feel like explaining now, but feel free to send me a message and I'll explain it better later and no, it's not necessarily forbidden to write Mpreg because of this, ok? It's more complicated than it looks

But I ignored it and like I said, mpreg is transphobic but being a writer or artist who uses it doesn't make you one, it's different, you know

But I started to notice the signs, one of the first was how she REFUSED to write trans men when it came to mpreg, she said she simply didn't like it and felt it wasn't her style, She also said that she would much rather have men giving birth through the ass than using a natural biological process that is men giving birth through a vagina

You may not see transphobia in this but it's fucking weird

And then I also started to realize that she was strangely obsessed with gay ships, to the level of just liking them and refusing to imagine them with women or accept other couples

It was also very strange that she EXCLUSIVELY liked gay couples, seriously, both the extreme of only liking LGBT couples and only liking straight couples is problematic, ok?

And now I found out that she also came up with this talk about Yamato being a woman, and I just started to get pissed off because it wasn't just like, oh that's my opinion, She spoke in a way that was like, this is a fucking truth and if you don't believe it, you're seeing something that isn't there

AND HOLY SHIT, WHAT IS THE FUCKING PROBLEM WITH PEOPLE WANTING TO DICTATE WHAT MAKES SOMEONE BE TRANS OR NOT???

WHY DO YOU THINK YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO SAY THAT A CHARACTER IS NOT TRANS WHEN YOU ARE A FUCKING CIS??? YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT IT MEANS TO BE TRANS

And all her arguments were bullshit about Yamato only being inspired by Oden, what a holy shit it already happened, right, use a real argument, holy shit

I'm just fucking tired of people like this

People who aren't even trans thinking they know what it's like to be trans, who know how trans people manifest themselves and expose themselves

No, no, Yamato took showers with men because he likes Luffy, ahem, of course that was it

No, no, Yamato continued using male pronouns even after saying he no longer wanted to be Oden due to Oda's mistake, of course

No, no, Yamato being called son by Kaido himself which only shows that his father knew and supported, besides showing the rest of the world calling him daughter is not a parallel for trans people who are in the closet and can only come out to their parents and sometimes not even that, Of course not, Oda would never think of that pfft

I'm tired, tired of seeing stupid people, because seriously, a person is not stupid because they don't know something, a person is stupid because they refuse to learn something

And transphobes and homophobes are the stupidest people on the face of the earth because they will always refuse to learn

And besides being funny, it's kind of sad, because they never keep it to themselves, they always need to attack others to prove it

Well I never think anyone reads my huge posts but I like to vent on them because I like tumblr

So my dear trans colleague, don't be discouraged, don't be afraid, don't give up

Because you are a star that will still shine brightly in this sky and these idiots will be far below you, millions of light years away, seeing only an illusion of your light, because you will be so badass and so brilliant, that they won't be able to come close to admire your true light

#one piece #henri talk #onepiece #yamato is trans #one piece yamato #fuck transphobes #transgender #transisbeautiful #transmasc #lgbtqia #trans community #im furious #fuck cis people

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sugartitstownley · 1 year

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So, Trevor has a smiley tattoo on his wrist. I decided to write a little something about it. Takes place pre-Ludendorff. Warning: Homophobic language and descriptions of violence and murder.

Trevor’s breath comes out jagged as he stands surrounded by dead bodies in the otherwise empty parking lot. He walks towards his stolen car, glaring at one of the bodies on the ground— the man who started it all.

“Move out of my fuckin’ way,” Trevor spits as he pushes past a group of guys.

The tallest man in the group doesn’t move all that much; Instead, choosing to invade Trevor’s space by stopping him in his tracks with a hand on his shoulder.

Trevor groans, not at all in the mood for this bullshit. He only came to this stupid 24/7 minimart to grab a few cases of beer to take back to the motel room that Michael’s waiting at.

Wanting to hurry back to Michael, he pushes the stranger’s hand off, choosing to ignore the familiar feeling of rage bubbling in his stomach.

“Hey, why don’t you watch who you’re talking to, faggot.”

Trevor stops, turning sharply around and grabbing the taller man’s throat with one quick move. “What the fuck did you just say to me?”

“I saw you with your boyfriend yesterday,” the man says, his words slurring together as Trevor’s grip becomes tighter around his neck. “He wouldn’t want you speaking to us like that, would he?”

“My boyfriend would kick your ass too,” Trevor growls. “But don’t worry, he won’t have to.”

One of the other guys lunges at Trevor, trying to pull his arms away from their friend. “You’re going to kill him, freak! Do that and your faggy boyfriend will be dead!”

Trevor shoves the tall guy to the ground and takes a few steps back, pulling his gun from his belt loop and pointing it at the men before any of them can realize it.

Fury boils in Trevor’s blood as the guys look on in fear. “Don’t you fuckin’ talk about him like that!”

Shots ring off around them as the guys take off running. They sprint towards safety, but Trevor's anger-induced rampage is no match for them. One by one, bodies fall to the ground, and their lives are over as quickly as they started.

Trevor breaks his glare at the dead man laying at his feet and gets in the car. Choosing to forgo getting the beer and leave before the cops show up, he starts it up and makes his way back to the motel.

Before the door is even fully open, Trevor can hear the shower water running while the walls vibrate with sounds of classic rock coming from the tape player.

"Hey, I got a VHS tape we can watch," Michael says, his voice carrying through the bathroom door of the small, shabby room. "Put the beer in the fridge 'til I'm done."

"I, uh, didn't get the beer, Mikey," Trevor admits, kicking off his shoes and stripping down his blood-coated clothes and dropping them in a pile in the corner. "Ran into some trouble."

Trevor doesn't get the chance to continue before he hears the water shutting off and Michael emerging from the bathroom with a towel around his waist. He drops his gaze down his friend's body, watching as little remnants of water trickle down his skin.

"What kind of trouble?"

Trevor smirks, shrugging. "The usual."

"Cops?"

"Nah, nothing like that, buddy," Trevor assures, pointing over to his clothes in the corner. "Assholes."

He sees Michael follow his gesture with a confused look before realization takes over, and he turns back to Trevor.

"What the fuck happened?"

"I told you," Trevor says, opening up a duffle bag on the floor, pulling out a pair of black sweatpants, and sliding them on. "I ran into some assholes who gave me trouble."

Michael curses under his breath, making his way back into the bathroom and shutting the door.

Trevor knows his running buddy is less than thrilled with him. They pulled a score only a few days prior and need to be lying low for the time being. He briefly wonders if Michael will leave the room like he sometimes does when he's mad at something Trevor has done, but the fear is immediately dispelled when he feels Michael drop down beside him on the bed—now, fully clothed in a tank top and shorts.

"What really happened, Trevor?"

"It's nothing to worry about, M. I took care of it, and nobody tailed me here. I'm not an amateur anymore."

"I get that," Michael sighs. "But that doesn't mean we should go crazy right after—”

Trevor growls, his teeth grinding together. "I fuckin' know, okay? Christ. They thought we were lovers."

"Uh, okay," Michael falters, his face twisting up in puzzlement. "So? I wouldn't, uh, think you'd care about that, man."

"I don't." Trevor scoffed. "I care about them speaking to me like they can get away with it. I care about them calling you a fag and thinking they will live to see another day. I care about them being so goddamn naive!"

Feeling his heart rate quicken and hands shake against the black fabric of his pants, he looks over at Michael to try and ground himself in the moment, but he's only met with the back of his head.

Trevor tries to steal a glimpse at what his best friend thinks is so damn important right now, but he doesn't get the chance to dwell before Michael's facing him again—this time, a pen in hand.

"What are you doing?" Trevor asks.

Michael doesn't answer, but he doesn't need to. Only seconds later, Trevor feels his running partner grab his hand and turn his wrist over. He watches carefully as Michael pops the lid off of the pen with his teeth and spits it to the floor.

The pen hits his wrist and the ink tickles his skin for only a split second before Michael pulls away with a grin.

Trevor looks down at the poorly drawn smiley face, raising an eyebrow. "Really? This is your bright idea to calm me down?"

"It worked, didn't it?" Michael's grin widens in triumph. "Your hands ain't shakin' anymore."

"What? So now every time I look at it, I'm supposed to think of you or some bullshit?"

"If it helps you stay a little happier and not give a shit about what people think to the point of killing them, then yeah," Michael shrugs, dropping the pen onto the nightstand beside him. "I'll try anything to keep your ass from blowin' our cover. Give it a shot."

Trevor pauses, a mocking quip on the end of his tongue. But rather than say it, he shakes his head, his lips pulling up into a small smirk. "Anything for you, Mikey."

The next day, Trevor finally makes his way to the liquor store to grab the beer, and just for the hell of it, he stops by the tattoo parlor and tattoos over Michael's drawing. He's not sure that his anger can be contained by a shitty smiley face drawing, but, like Michael said, he'll sure as hell give it a shot.

#trikey #michael de santa #michael townley #trevor philips

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holynootnoot · 3 months

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before reading please know this is about spreen and dantdm and I am a dan and spreen enjoyer and if your going to be rude about it dont read it or dont reply

And if you dont understand spanish dont assume things about spreen when you dont even speak his language

Starts here:

I miss qsmp spreen and dantdm 😔😔😔

Like i loved them so much

For some reason people shit on spreeb to the point they shit on the actual cc himself

I will fight you.

Dan and spreen deserved better

Also trump deserved the world

Its sad dan got overwhelmed but im really glad he did what was best for him and left. He chose himself over content and that is hard to do and im proud of him

Spreen- spreens reason of leaving was pretty complicated so ill be talking about him more then dan and trump. I am a spreen viewer and I speak Argentina spanish so I know more about him.

He wasnt comfortable doing gay sex roleplay like he was fine with love but didnt like the sexual shit as much? Some people called him homophobic for that which was stupid as shit and people accused him of saying the n word when he sung korean.

Like twitter full on harassed his ass and disrespected him. The fact that it was enough for him to leave overall was really sad

A lot of people say he left because he didnt do roleplay but thats not the case. He was in tortilla island he did roleplay. He has lore and he did lore in qsmp

Everytime I talk about these 2 ppl ignore me or silence me

I have a right to talk about them they were in the server

Plus I watch them I wanna talk about them

Also spreens boundaries were totally shitted on

Dan hasnt said anything about this yet but spreen has

Also Argentina spanish is hard to translate we have a different type of spanish so you will probably mistranslate Argentinians

Please make sure Whenever your translating any language you make sure your 100 percent accurate

Until I have further info thats it so far

Im open to respectful opinions and thoughts

#qsmp #spreen #qsmp lore #dantdm #qsmp dantdm #qsmp rant #qsmp trump

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