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jarofstyles · 7 months

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SCREEEECH yes bc I love drunkrry and it fits in my brain. Here’s a baby blurb

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Y/N was trying hard to pay attention to the uber location on her phone, but it was becoming increasingly obvious that was not going to happen.

Not if a large, giggly, drunk man with unsteady, gangly limbs wrapped up around her like a life support had anything to do about it.

"Baby. Babyyyyyy." A honest and true whine came from her boyfriend's mouth, fingers squeezing her sides and somehow burrowing his face closer into her neck. "S'enough. The car will- it'll come when it comes. I want y'to hug me back." If he wasn't attached to her, she was positive he would have stomped his foot on the sidewalk.

It was cold out, his arms underneath the jacket she had stolen from his closet earlier. His fingers had wiggled their way under her shirt and tucked under her waistband. He was being cheeky, hands on her ass under the safety of the jacket and holding the bare skin but he didn't make a move to go further. Normal clingy Harry had absolutely nothing on drunk, clingy Harry.

"I just want to be sure I'm paying attention, H." She laughed, tucking the phone into her jacket pocket. He was for sure gone, giggly and stumbly like a baby deer. Harry rarely got drunk drunk, but each time amused her more than the last. Her boyfriend was always a bit goofy and silly, but introduce alcohol it could go a few different ways. So far she had seen comedian Harry, professor of aquatic pets Harry (He watched online videos), Business mogul Harry (telling someone at the bar the deal was bad, all while not knowing a thing about the business- he was convincing), Historian Harry, DJ Harry, the list goes on. This had to be her favorite, though.

Harry just liked being loved on. Giving love, receiving it, but especially from her. When he spoke, he would make sure she was looking or listening, pouty when someone else had her eyes or ears. Once he passed the tipsy line, he was a bit of a cute little menace.

"Jus' give me a cuddle. Please?" He mewled. "I'm cold and tired and I wanna go home, but I want to cuddle." there was a pause. "Hey, when the car comes, you should sit on my lap. It'll be warmer."

"Not safe, Darling." She cooed, not wanting to upset him. He tended to cry easier in this state. "We can cuddle in bed when we get home. You need to brush you teeth and change." A shower was not going to happen, simply because she knew the moment she got in there to hold him steady he would try to grope her and insist they should do at least 'hand stuff.'

"You're no fun." He huffed, though his demeanor changed once she laid her head on his chest and hooked her arms around him, mirroring him by tucking them under his coat. Thankfully her boyfriend was a furnace. "Fine. We can cuddle at home. And kiss." The last part snuck in must have seemed smooth to her, but she could almost hear his though process.

"Alright, H. After you drink some water and brush those teeth. Can't lose the bunny teeth from rot, can we?"

"Nope." He popped the P, tugging her closer. "We won't." The words muffled as he hid his face back in her neck, one hand abandoning her ass to tuck her head right in the same place on him. "Not gonna lose any teeth annnnnd we're going to cuddle. And kiss. And maybe do hand stuff." The last not so slick add in made her bite him through his shirt lightly, making him whine.

"No. Too bad, drunky pants. Nothing until you're stone cold sober. Y'know the rules." Her stern words were ruined by how cute he was, the wet little pout making her sigh before placing a chaste peck to him. It seemed to perk him up well enough.

"Yeah... You're right. Kay. We will canoodle and do hand stuff in the morning."

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agaypanic · 1 year

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Benny weir x reader. Can you do one where Benny gets an online gf but have never met irl but she knows everything about the gang and him included the supernatural parts. Anyways Benny is like ALWAYS bragging about her but the gang fully just don't believe she's real. So reader flies out and decides to move to where Benny lives to surprise him. She tries really hard to wait to surprise him when he gets home from school but she just caught a glimpse of him while he was messing around outside the school and just couldn't resist running up and kissing him! Benny is? Shocked. The gang is? Shocked. Reader is? Love sick. Once Benny realized who it was he started to get so excited and not believing she was actually here all while Ethan is just like, who tf is this hot girl that's trying to get in Benny's pants rn?. And Benny has to literally make reader say she's his gf to make them believe him finally-🐇

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Summary: Benny’s friends don’t believe him when he tells them he has a girlfriend.

A/N: I’m having the reader move because of her parents’ work instead of just for Benny bc idk it feels a lil weird for a teenager to move for their s/o and not even telling their s/o that they’re moving

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School had just ended for the summer, and you were racing home. Your boyfriend had made a habit of facetiming you when you were out of school, but you were hiding something from him that you really wanted to keep a secret.

After greeting your parents, you went to your room. It was filled with boxes, bubble wrap, and suitcases. Your boyfriend couldn’t see this. It would ruin the surprise.

Suddenly, your phone started ringing. You pushed everything off your bed and ensured there was nothing out of the norm around you. Deciding that everything would look fine, you answered the phone. “Hey, Y/n!” His regular grin widened when you popped up on his screen.

“Hey, Benny!” You and Benny met last summer when he was taking a road trip and went through your town. You were waitressing at the diner he and his grandma stopped at. Usually, you’d roll your eyes whenever some rando tried flirting with you, especially when you were working. But there was just something different about Benny.

It might have been the fact that he was a warlock, but he insisted that it was his amazing charisma.

“So, how was your last day of school?” He didn’t see anything out of the ordinary with your surroundings, or if he did, he didn’t say anything.

The two of you talked for about an hour before you got a text from your mom. It said something about her needing your help loading boxes into the moving van that your family had rented. You sighed.

“I gotta go; my mom needs help with something.”

“Okay, Baby. I’ll talk to you tonight?”

“Of course, Bens.” After saying your goodbyes, you hung up and ran downstairs to help your mom.

“How was your talk with Benny?” Your mom asked as you carried a heavy box out of the house.

“He didn’t suspect a thing.” You didn’t like keeping secrets from someone you cared about, especially one this big. But you knew it would be totally worth it.

“What are you gonna do when we’re on the road?”

“I told him that people were fixing the power lines on our block starting tomorrow, so we can only text or call until the power and wifi are back on. But no facetime.”

“Smart. How are you gonna surprise him?”

You hauled the box into the van, dusting your hands off.

“Still figuring that out.”

***

After lengthy drives and your parents constantly switching between driving the car or the moving van, you had finally made it to Whitechapel, Ontario. Your dad was offered a promotion in one of the corporate offices of his company, which just so happened to be in the same town that your long-distance boyfriend lived in. To say you were ecstatic to hear the news was an understatement. You remember grabbing your phone as fast as you could, about to call Benny, when you paused. Something this big shouldn’t be told over the phone.

So you decided to just tell him when you saw him. Now, you were just debating on how to do it.

After unpacking a good amount of your stuff into the new house, you told your parents that you were going to explore Whitechapel. It would give you both time to think about how you’d surprise Benny and time to get used to your new surroundings.

Whitechapel was very beautiful when you didn’t think about the freaky supernatural stuff that your boyfriend and his friends encountered almost daily. Even if you didn’t have Benny, you think that you’d still be delighted about this move.

After walking through the park and getting lunch at some little restaurant, you decided to go by the school you would be attending after the summer. It was a decent walking distance from your new house, thank goodness. As you approached the courtyard in front of the main entrance, you heard lots of laughing and talking. There was a group of kids about your age messing around. As you caught the face of the tallest boy, you started to panic.

You must have forgotten that school was going for another week in Whitechapel. Because instead of hanging out at the park or someone’s house, it looked like Benny and his friends were just now leaving school.

If it was just Benny, you’d be all over him by now. But he was with his friends. And his friends were convinced that you didn’t exist. Sure, this could have easily been disproven by a phone or facetime call. But something always prevented you and Benny’s friends from interacting for some reason. One or the other being busy or faulty internet were the main things. But Benny had also shown them pictures of you, and they didn’t believe him.

You had to do something. You were just standing there like a weirdo while your boyfriend and his friends were messing around across the street. You needed to make a decision, either run to Benny or run away from him and figure out how to tell him later.

“Benny!” You yelled as you crossed the empty street. A look of recognition crossed his face before becoming confused. He heard your voice, but there was no way you could be in Whitechapel. “Benny!” He turned to the sound of your voice.

“Y/n?!” He shouted back with an incredulous tone. He started to run towards you, and the two of you met on the sidewalk. He kissed you the second you were in his arms. Months of being apart amplified the passion; you two didn’t even care that his friends were gawking at you.

“Why is Benny making out with her?” Ethan asked. “Who even is she?”

“Maybe he paid her a million dollars,” Erica replied, looking at the scene in front of her with slight disgust.

“Wait, you can do that?” Rory asked.

“What are you doing here?” Benny asked you, refusing to let go of you. “Why didn’t you tell me you’d be here?”

“Surprise.” You smiled. Seeing him on your phone was nothing compared to seeing him standing before you. He looked so pretty, especially when he was smiling at you with a smile that he only gave you. A lovesick smile, as if you were the person for Benny. “You have no idea how much I wanted to tell you, but I wanted to surprise you.”

“Mission accomplished; this is crazy.” He kissed you again. “How long are you gonna be here?”

“Oh, you’ll be seeing a lot of me, Bens. Let’s just say you should change my address on your phone.”

“No way.” He muttered. “Are you serious?”

“Surprise again.” He kissed you to the point where you almost lost your breath, but you didn’t care in the slightest.

“This is probably the best day ever, holy crap.”

“Uh, Benny?” One of his friends called out, making the two of you remember that they were even there. “Wanna tell us what’s going on?” Benny turned around, you still in his hold. He brought you to his friends.

“Guys, this is Y/n. My girlfriend of almost a year that I keep telling you about.” His friends kept looking from you to him. “Y/n, this is-”

“Oh, don’t tell me. I got this.” You pointed to each person before naming them. “Erica, Sarah, and Rory, the vampires. Ethan, seer. And Benny, greatest warlock I know.” Your boyfriend blushed at the compliment and even more when you kissed his cheek.

“Right as always,” Benny said.

“Benny, you told her about us?” Sarah asked, somewhat panicked.

“Of course I did. That’s what you do with someone you’re dating; you tell them stuff.”

“Benny, I know that you’ve been pretty insistent on the fact that you have a girlfriend.” Ethan sighed. “But going as far as to hire someone and tell them very personal stuff about us? That’s crazy.”

“E, I didn’t hire her. She’s my girlfriend.” Benny groaned, frustrated that this debate was still going, even though his girlfriend was standing right in front of his friends. “Y/n, tell them.”

“I’m genuinely Benny’s girlfriend.” You said. “I wasn’t hired to do this; I’ve been dating him for almost a year. We met last year when he and his grandma were on a road trip.”

“I still kinda don’t believe this,” Sarah muttered. You shrugged.

“Well, it’s your guys’ loss if you don’t believe us, I guess.”

It took showing photos, messages, and even questioning Benny’s grandma. But at the end of the day, Benny’s friends finally believed the two of you. They apologized to you for not believing you were real and to Benny for not believing he really had a girlfriend all this time.

“So, besides thinking you didn’t exist, what did you think of them?” Benny asked you as he walked you home.

“They were pretty cool. I’m kinda scared of Erica, though. She has a very intense energy to her.”

“Don’t worry, she’ll warm up to you. It just takes time.”

“How long did it take for her to warm up to you?” He sighed.

“Still working on it.”

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thedvilsinthedetails · 2 months

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rosekiller microfic band au pt3

heyyy pt3 is here yayyy

I haven’t rlly read it thru again and I’m feeling pretty tired today so if there’s a quality dip that’s why but also we have some nice Barty POV which I find easier to write sooo balances out ig

also we have some Marlene in this one (u can thank @good-oldfashioned-lover-girl because I wasn’t gonna put her in but she loves Marls [not that I don’t] to and yk she’s the boss so 🫡🫡🫡 Marlene is in the fic and I’m actually glad bc I love her part in this)

oh also Reg is autistic in this [in my mind] so when I mention him wearing headphones it’s bc he wears headphones on public transport/often in public/during gigs to help block noise <3

oh also all the skittles have matching nail polish and little tattoos on their wrists (idk if I actually mention it here but just so u have it in ur mind)

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(Cw: lil bit of homophobia in here sorry)

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By the time the train arrived at their station both Barty and Evan had dozed off. Arms wrapping around each other, bodies curled into one another like a jigsaw puzzle. Evan didn’t wake up as gently as he fell asleep though because he was woken by Regulus kicking his seat aggressively. Once he finally opened his eyes he turned to face him. He was wearing his headphones, big and black originally but covered in splodges of spray paint from when Barty had offered to ‘customise‘ them for Regulus. He’d pushed them back though, now that the majority of people has filtered out of the little compartment.

“Hurry up and get your stuff.”

Regulus ordered before following Pandora and Dorcas who had already left.

Evan turned and tapped Barty gently to wake him up. Then when that didn’t work he shook him till he opened his eyes with a start.

It took Barty a moment to realise where he was but even once he did he just grumbled.

“Ev don’t make me get up, please.”

He pouted, eyes wide and dilated in some kind of cheap attempt at cuteness.

“Come on you know you have to get up baby- Barty!”

Evan gaped, realising his mistake just too late. A slip of the tongue and he’d gone and fucked everything up.

“D’you just call me baby?”

A grin spread on Barty’s face and he poked Evan gently and laughed.

“You’ve been single too long Rosier.”

“You- you’re not mad?”

“Why would I be mad, baby?”

Barty winked, clicking his tongue as he got up and shuffled past Evan with a wicked smirk.

•••

Barty was going insane.

Evan had called him baby. Baby. And fuck his reaction had been visceral. But like…in a good way? It made him want to bite down on something hard but that thing was the muscles on Evan’s arms. Or bruise something but that thing was Evan’s neck…with a hickey or two.

Something about the way it had slipped out so naturally, so warmly. It just made Barty’s heart flutter. Made him want to grab Evan and shake the sense out of him enough to like Barty. Something along the lines of ‘kiss me, ruin me, dear God I’m begging you.’ Ah well, nothing you can’t really do about these kinds of situations except get on with it. Lying was something Barty had gotten very good at from a young age and not stopped since. Some might call it acting but those were the types of people who were just trying to convince themselves they were good and moral. Barty didn’t really care enough about that kind of stuff to bother. White lies this and how it contrasts with malicious lies that, like someone trying to section off a gradient in two. You can’t, it’s all the same monochrome blur in the end.

Barty was lost in this little daydream when he heard Pandora roar.

“WHAT?!”

Now Pandora didn’t often roar, maybe laugh maniacally every now and then yes, but yell? Scream? That was never her type of thing. Save for some rare occasions that Barty could probably count on one hand. Pandora yelling meant it was time to stop daydreaming about Evan’s curls or Evan’s hands with their chipped green nail polish or Evan’s fucking tight t shirts. Yeah time to stop thinking about that and listen up. So he did.

“I do not intend to offend anyone by it.”

Riddle raised his hands up defensively with a cheap sleazy smile that immediately made Barty dislike him.

“I’m just saying that this venue prides itself on a distinct lack of…untoward behaviour. It’s not a massive deal, I think your lead and backup singers can use separate microphones for two nights of a six month tour.

“What the fuck man?”

Barty stepped forward immediately hands curling into fists, Riddle was pretty short, he could definitely take him if that’s what it came to.

“Barty stop, that isn’t the right way to solve things. Come on let’s just- let’s come back later ok? See if we can talk to someone else, not this piece of shit.”

Dorcas spat out the last three words as she pulled Barty back to the group.

He was going to argue till he felt Evan put a hand on his shoulder, instead he just left Evan guide him away after the rest of the group.

“We’ll figure it out ok?”

“Fucking- Ev we can’t play there. They’re fucking homophobic.”

“Barty the O2 has been your dream since-“

“I DONT BLOODY CARE!”

“Barty shut the fuck up. I said we’ll talk about it and we will, we will figure it out but stop acting like a goddamn CHILD.”

Barty looked over at Evan who had his teeth bared, slightly wild look in his eyes. He was seething too, clearly. Just more mature than Barty.

“Ok, yeah.”

He breathed in.

“I’m sorry Ev.”

“Hey it’s alright. It’s just important the band shows a united front against this you know? We can’t split up or in fight because then, well then we all lose.”

“Yeah. Yeah you’re right Rosie. But we will do something.”

“I promise you they’re not getting away with this.”

Evan nodded. He tossed a hand over Barty’s shoulder, pulling him in just a little bit closer as they walked. Barty wasn’t complaining.

•••

“You don’t get it Marls, we can’t just not play the O2. We’d lose way too much money off it, probably too much to be able to continue with the rest of the tour. Plus venues will think we’re unreliable and might cancel or pull out. Riddle is such a fucking dick, he only told us when we went there for a tech practice literally today.”

“Fuck yeah that’s shitty.”

Marlene was sat next to Barty on the floor of his hotel room, helping him repaint his nails. The entire band had them matching, a bright toxic green, his had started to fade though.

“What if you just…ignore them? Do it anyway?”

“Yeah, yeah. It’s not like they can drag us off stage mid performance.”

“Not without exposing their homophobia.”

“Still…I wanna make a statement. Something big you know? Show them they can’t straight wash us.”

Marlene looked up at Barty, eyes twinkling mischievously.

“I might have an idea then.”

•••

Evan was sat in an alcove in the hotel corridor watching Regulus patiently braid and unbraid Pandora’s hair on the sofa opposite him. It calmed them both down whenever they were stressed. And Barty and Marlene, locked up together in Barty’s hotel room. Both raging homosexuals dead set on never following rules talking amongst themselves just before the biggest gig of the band’s history? Yeah that was a reason to be stressed. That’s when he heard the tell tale clump of Barty’s docs down the corridor. And he was walking with purpose.

As soon as he came into view Evan noticed the way his eyebrows were knotted together yet his eyes were glimmering with excitement. Evan had no clue what Barty was going to say next but it wasn’t that.

“Marlene thinks I should kiss you.”

Barty announced and Evan dropped his jaw, staring at him agape.

“What?”

“And I agree with her.”

“What?”

***

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pt4 probs gonna come soon bc I swear this fic has a life of its own

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leverage-ot3 · 2 months

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time for the obligatory post about what episodes I want to see in the upcoming leverage season(s)

(for reference, I made this similar post in 2020 after the reboot was announced. I'm pasting some from that post bc I still want them to happen lol)

new ideas:

I mentioned a date night episode in the last post (apollo really did bless me with foresight for the date night job on that one) but for considerment: ot3 date night. possibly their first date night after they all get together. breanna and sophie know it's happening (harry is, like, peripherally aware) and some crime hijinks are going down and the three of them are frantically trying to stop bad things from happening that are going to interfere with the date. I want to see them going through it behind the metaphorical curtain. I want to see breanna fighting for her life trying to out-hack the hacker that is going to ruin their ten-part itineraried date. harry has to get in a fistfight and eliot is so proud about it when he finds out after everything is over

tree law episode. harry has been frothing at the mouth about it since it was made. his life has been moving him towards this penultimate moment. breanna thinks it's HILARIOUS and cheers him on 100% of the way. she is VERY enthusiastic about this con

I'm not going to mention certain things because I've seen jrogers posting on bluesky social and I know he might be already writing some of those plots

con that the food trucks have plot-relevance. like, one of his food truck stations is being harassed /victimized by, like, a local gang or something that takes advantage of food truck/cart workers and the team steps in. the actual (veteran) food truck workers get involved in the con. leverage international might just have gained a few retainer members

quinn should come back for an episode. I know the actor is friends with ckane. they should make it happen because it would be iconic and I said so

on a similar note, ckane is friends with jensen ackles and. guys. wouldn't it- wouldn't it be extremely funny if a flame from eliot's past named sean sylvester who is a rugged drifter with a questionable past

episode where tara or maggie (or BOTH, can you imagine how powerful that would be???) come back and there is slight flirting with sophie possibly??? that or very obvious chemistry from a past tryst. sophie has slept with both of them, I know it in my heart of hearts. bonus points if tara and maggie fall in love (I think it would be funny. maggie's taste in men is canonically atrocious, I think she deserves someone like tara at this point)

I just want a lot of side characters to come back, okay? sue me I miss them

gonna put the rest under the cut since this post has become obscenely long

not episode-specific, but I want more mentions of the korean leverage team. and all the other teams too! we know that in canon there is the south korean one, the nigerian one, and one in london (I think that's it for mentions so far, but correct me if I'm wrong!)

episodes addressing issues with american imperialism and its effects on minorities and marginalized communities, specifically within this country (there aren't a lot of episodes where they are actively out of country)

dear fucking god take a more abolitionist stance on policing I'm begging. would it KILL you to not be weird about cops? pls just punch some more cops. take down white supremacist cops, I'm sure you can scrounge something up bffrrn

women's rights episodes. I know it's kind of recent, but episodes about accessibility of stuff like birth control, abortion access, etc. y'all are capable of making excellent episodes on that I know it

more climate crisis-related episodes. god knows you're feeling it in the deep south

taking down a corrupt megachurch pastor (although lbr, there is no ethical megachurch anything and you can fight me on this)

something to do with ace rights bc I think it would be really cool to see the team advocate for that stuff, especially since breanna is canon ace

helping a polycule that is being victimized by X organization/entity (maybe a housing association or medical or something???). breanna is bombastic side-eyeing the ot3 the entire time. it is making hardison sweat. sophie thinks it's hilarious

taking down 'writers' that use ai and self-publish AND/OR people that take original/fan works off of like ao3 and wattpad and publish them for personal profits without the author's consent. breanna would have a field day with this (god herself could try to convince me that girl does not read/write fanfic and I wouldn't believe it)

episode about underfunded public schools. we saw corrupt private schools in the fairy godparents job but I want an episode that would make abbot elementary writers proud

episode addressing native/indigenous. eliot is from oklahoma, I'm sure he is well aware of the health/job/economic/etc disparities on reservations. I will email jrogers about it myself if I have to- it anyone can get people going about native rights through a tv show it would be leverage.

I sent an ask to wil wheaton once asking if he was open to returning to leverage and I think he said he would be down for it. but chaos either has to be a reluctant ally to leverage international and is being handled by quinn as a hitter OR he is just. in jail. bc he sucks.

bpas and/or pfas episode. breanna has mentioned microplastics before but I want more

the team tears the shit out of conversion therapy camp owners and plants the seeds for legislation that will punish parents that try to send their kids to those hellscapes

while we're at it, I'd love to see an ep where they tackle the trans bathroom issue. god knows the news doesn't talk about it nearly enough

something to do with foster care. they end up starting some sort of foster care network that past clients/allies can take part in. maybe a mentorship program for kids that want to do what they do one day (they are very reluctant to encourage kids to participate in crime BUT if that is the avenue that they are going to inevitably go towards, they guide them in the right direction). nana makes an appearance (*insert 'everybody liked that' meme*)

prison industrial complex episode. I KNOW we had the jailhouse job BUT we really need this in our year of 2024

another episode on corrupt influencers. maybe influencer parents? dear god pls take them down a notch

ep where there is an underlying message that tells you how to avoid becoming victim to scams or something, or like is a tutorial for how to identify scams you might fall victim to (sorry, I just have to say this after two separate people tried to pig butcher me in less than two (2) weeks))

not to say I want them to do an ep calling out cop city, but it would feel really good to watch the leverage team rip that concept to SHREDS

the minimum wage job. need I say more? we deserve the catharsis

pls go after goodwill execs, esp the ones in the pnw that have their sector as for-profit and have become millionaires+ because of it while paying their staff (especially disabled staff) fucking pennies

while we're on the topic, pls call out salvation army (the corporation)

I can probably go on for like five hours so I'll stop here

ep that we get to see harry and his daughter bond :)

job where they get to lower the price of insulin (and other drugs)

actually, you know what? an episode where the crew annihilates big pharma and terrible insurance companies

I think that breanna should be able to go off about mass/over consumption as a treat. I 100% believe she has Thoughts about it. like, she will absolutely call out the corporations that are responsible for these trends, but also she should be allowed to mention our tendency for overconsumption as a society. obviously there are a few corporations that are doing most of the world's pollution/ecological damage, but we should be doing our part too and I KNOW it would be in-character for her to go off on it

I bet she has a LOT to say about influencers, tbh. obviously not all influencers are bad, but there are sooooo many problematic ones and problems within the influencer industry

sizing discrimination in the modeling/clothing industry. let eliot talk about how there are no perfect bodies. also while I'm on the subject, can we PLS have more body-diverse background actors on the show? I know this is nitpicky but I'd really love to see some more people that look like me, even if they are just in the background

a thinly veiled writers' rights episode (I'm looking at you media execs and the stupid amount of time it took for you to comply to the WGA demands)

something to do with media companies making entire movies/tv shows and then fucking cancelling them/not releasing them and using them as tax write-offs. every time it happens it baffles me. that is cartoonishly stupid villain shit. I can't imagine lovingly working on a project for a year plus and then the company just going, nah, we aren't going to release it because you suck and it's a good business move

ai art and ai in general. please. let it BURN

okay now I'm done

ideas from the previous post that I still want:

comicon job. I said it before and I will say it again- we deserve it!!! come on, it's the age of the geek after all!!! (in the last post I also said a ren faire ep, but I will let the card game job count for that)

summer camp ep? I saw a tumblr fic about it and I think it could be cute. it could kinda be like the fairy godparents job- eliot in charge of some type of sports (archery, fencing, etc), hardison would be in charge of arts and crafts (this boy might be a genius with tech and in general tbh, but the show did such a good job of showing that he’s also very talented with the arts- sculpting the statue for the miracle job, forging the old diary in the king george job, etc), parker would LOVE to be in charge of a high ropes course. breanna would totally be down for some sort of nerdy kid robotics or simple, traditional camp games (can't go wrong with the classics. everyone loves making bracelets!) I feel like it's too stereotypical to have sophie have kids put on a play but we all know that's exactly what she would do. idk for harry? I think he has the same traditional camp activities vibe as breanna. he's in it for the nostalgia. OR something to do with videogames

please, please, please, please, please make an episode where they take down a cult, im begging. that would be such a good episode. definitely a mindfuck episode like the experimental job (4x11). I’ve seen a few posts about a job dealing with a cult (here’s one) and I think it would be really interesting

MORE STERLING being DONE with leverage shenanigans!!! give me feral!sterling like in the frame-up job (5x10)!!! give me sterling that protests every step of the way but conveniently looks away and “whoops, the team just disappeared, I have no idea how that happened!!! diddly dang darn it, they got away again!!! sorry guys!!!” bonus points if mcsweeten is there too and also participates in intervening hijinks

the team takes down a circus that is still using and abusing wild animals!!! because first I’d LOVE to see acrobat!parker swinging up in the air like a pro and being in her element, but also because those places are the fucking worst and need to Go Down. give me eliot having to pose as an animal trainer with deep sympathy for the animals being abused, quietly talking soothing words to them when he thinks no one is around (correction: hardison is, in fact, around, and filming his boyfriend’s softness to save for later). give me charismatic hardison playing the role of ringmaster, running and flaunting about and being passive-aggressive to the circus master. give me eliot freeing the animals from their chains when they are finally able to shut the place down and relocate the animals to sanctuaries (his hands shaking just a little as twists the key in the lock, because he too was once an abused, caged animal in his own right and he knows how liberating it is to finally be free).

#i have SO much to say about native rights and I'd give a kidney to be able to have it shown for all on a wide reaching show #for the love of god it's the least we can do #sorry yall im just. really passionate about native rights. I made myself a nuisance to all of my hs history professors talking about it #every chance i got. if the textbooks won't talk about it i will make my presentation about it and educate my peers my goddam self if i have #to #anyway. i will get off the soap box now. but yeah educate yourself on native/indigenous rights (based off where you live too)#episode ideas #leverage redemption #leverage redemption s3 #speculation #mine #parker #alec hardison #eliot spencer #leverage ot3 #parker x hardison x eliot #sophie devereaux #harry wilson #breanna casey #mr quinn #quinn #side characters #leverage international #tara cole #maggie collins #jim sterling #recurring characters #sophie x maggie #sophie x tara #maggie x tara

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gxdsfavgal · 2 years

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If you sent in something that is anonymous and requested reader provoking Rafe & then angry fucking, I lost the request but I have written it!!

STFU

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x fem!reader

Warning: 18+ MDNI, rough sex, blowjob, degrading, choking, spitting, hair pulling, smoking weed, not edited

A/N: This is a little short bc i had written about 800 words but then lost the work so i’ve piece together the parts that i liked the most

“I’ve never met anyone so dumb.” I lifted the joint to my lips and took a deep inhale.

I earned a quiet hazy chuckle from Top and Sarah.

“No literally, who buys a motorcycle when you owe a drug dealer.” I look at Rafe and he was trying not to blow up at me.

“You don’t know shit y/n.” he mumbled out before he brought his mouth to the opening of the bong.

“Only someone that doesn’t know how to deal with money does that. A dumbass.” I teased him, but I made sure not to go too far because the look on his face seems like he wants to drown me right now.

“Shut the fuck up!” he groaned into the night sky, veins on his neck are prominent.

“Not only that, but your daddy had to go and save your ass.” before I was able to get a puff of my joint, I was pulled up by my arm and basically dragged away from the group and towards the house.

Shit, I took it too far.

“Let go of me!” I elbowed Rafe’s chest once we reached the living room of Toppers house.

Rafe was steaming, his eyes dark and his nose flaring. He roughly brought one of his hands to my throat, squeezing enough where so was still able to get air.

“Do you see what bad mouthing can lead to?” he looked down at me, shaking me with his hand around me.

“Oh fuck you.” I spat at him, my saliva landing on his cheek and lips.

He smirked, shaking his head like we was about to lose it.

He brought a finger to his cheek and lips to wipe the saliva off his face, bringing it to his mouth. He hummed at the taste of my saliva.

Before I could say something, he spat on my face.

“I’m gonna fuck that throat of yours until you’re unable to talk.” He pushed me down by my shoulders, eyes trained on me.

My back against the couch and my knees against the wooden floor, his legs trapped me as he quickly unbuckled his belt.

He dropped his pants, and fuck the tent in his boxers was huge.

His fingers weaved through my hair, his grip tight as he forced my face onto his clothed bulge.

“Now, if you throw a fit or even try to tease me. I’ll fucking ruin you.” he teased in a demanding tone, it sent shivers seeing him so dominant.

He pulled down his boxers and with a free hand, he pumped his cock. It was thick, the head was red and was already spilling precum.

He forced his cock into my mouth and down my throat, my eyes turned red as the tears formed and my breathing was constricted.

His hips thrusted into my mouth, my head hitting the back of the couch. He was groaning and god it was beautiful, it was better than porn.

He pulled away from my mouth, his dick bobbing against his shirt clad abs.

“Get on the couch.” he pulled me up by my hair.

“But you sa—“ I rasped out, my throat definitely fucked out.

“Get on the fucking couch!” he yelled causing me to flinch.

I quickly got on the couch and knew what to do. I stripped myself out of my shorts, keeping my underwear and shirt on just how he likes.

I got on my knees and arched my back, my tits pressed against the cushions of the couch.

I can hear his chuckle from above me, I can feel the dip of the couch.

My body jolts at the feeling of his raw cock entering me at an alarming rate, no warning or anything.

“Fuck!” we both moaned out in unison.

His hips were like pistons, going in and out of me. My ass rippled as his hands gripped my hips, most likely leaving two full hand bruises.

“Look at you. You like being treated like my sex doll?” he asked, his jaw clenching down.

I moaned at his words. His sex doll. His.

My walls clenched around him, earning a groan from his throat.

With a few last pumps, he pulled out and spilled his cum on my ass. Both our body’s limp.

His fingers collected his cum from my skin and slipped in past my lips. My tongue danced between his fingers and I hummed at the taste of him.

He moved his chest against my back, turning my head to face his. He pulled his fingers away from my mouth and brought his lips to mine.

He let out a deep groan.

“How about a ride on my motorcycle to my house?” he asked against my neck.

I hummed in approval.

#gxdsfavgals masterlist #rafe cameron #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron angst #rafe cameron fluff #rafe smut #rafe angst #rafe fluff #obx rafe #rafe obx #drew starkey #drew starkey smut #drew starkey fluff #drew starkey angst #drew starkey fic #obx

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charlotlie · 1 year

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i’m procrastinating studying for my finals & ive been on marauders & aftg tiktok for too long so here it is: my take on the aftg characters as taylor swift songs

- neil: you’re on your own kid (the neil josten anthem, especially the bridge), getaway car (I SWEAR IM NOT TRYING TO BE FUNNY), snow on the beach (tbh i always see this as an andreil song, but it’s just like: neil had never expected to fall for andrew or even trust him in the beginning, so the fact that they’re even falling? fucking weird. also, the line, “you wanting me, tonight, feels impossible” like the idea of someone wanting to touch him without wanting to hurt him ahshajsgs)

- andrew: daylight (just listen), anti-hero (this could very well apply to all the foxes, but the line, “i wake up screaming from dreaming // one day i’ll watch as you’re leaving // cause you got tired of my scheming” seems to be his perspective on nearly all of his relationships), evermore (for me, this song is largely about depression and, tbh, i’ve been reading too many andrew character studies lately, and “that this pain would be for evermore” hurts SO bad when you’re thinking about him. then the song develops, and ends with, maybe this pain isn’t forever. im gonna write a fic on this i swear.)

- aaron: delicate (“my reputation’s never been worse so, you must like me for me” him & katelyn after the whole drake incident im crying so hard😭😭)

- nicky: paper rings (him & erik 🤭, like they are the cute love songs in my head)

- dan: the man, gorgeous (so like,,, dan didn’t like matt at first, right? was annoyed at him a lot, didn’t think he was all that — so she was also very annoyed when she started noticing him and liking him and kinda being attracted to him so i just imagine this song as dan’s drunken confession to matt about how frustrated she is with him and matt’s just smiling at her and it makes her even more frustrated bcs how is he so pretty), sweet nothing

- matt: lover (“and at every table.. i’ll save you a seat, loveeeeer” asfgsgsgs), king of my heart (“and we rule the kingdom inside my room” —> i so imagine dan and matt having the stupidest fun with each other and that feels like listening to this song, like you’re not really part of the inside joke. also, dan is definitely the queen of matt’s heart :))

- allison: the last great american dynasty (she had a marvellous time ruining everything), i know places (headcanon: after renee confesses to her, they slip away for a weekend to just be with the two of them to hide themselves away from everyone else for now), i wish you would (about seth, in this case.)

- renee: new romantics (she could build a castle from all the bricks they threw at her), peace (about how the danger lives in her, how she can never truly bring peace because she doesn’t feel like she can, but still “would it be enough, if i could never give you peace?” she hopes to be enough and tries to make up for her past by caring 4 others ajahhshshs i love her sm), dress (“i don’t want you like a best friend” her confession to allison please 😫)

- kevin: right where you left me (kevin day, the epitome of the freeze ptsd response, always stuck where he in where he was), the great war (“there’s no morning glory, it was war, it wasn’t fair” makes me think of him and jean after riko died)

- jean: epiphany (listen to this while thinking of him istg im crying), exile (“you’re not my hometown anymore, so what am i defending?” about kevin😭), gold rush (jerejean conflict so good, i need new fics)

#andreil #jerejean #aftg #all for the game #andrew minyard #neil josten #aaron minyard #nicky hemmick #kevin day #aftg shitpost #dan wilds #renee walker #allison reynolds #renison #matt boyd #jean moreau #seth gordon #aftg foxes #aftg headcanon

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justagalwhowrites · 7 months

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Re: my last comments about wanting to reread Lavender.

Have you ever thought about any differing OG Lavender-verse where Joel does get over his shit a little quicker? I’m still mad at him for *spoilers* being mad at her for not telling him about the thing. Like it’s so reasonable that she was going to but *things* got in the way. And what she went through to TRY to keep everybody safe… ugh. It’s telling how traumatized he is that he couldn’t get it together but I think sometimes he was too hardheaded.

Also, I never thought about it but as you say in the AU he’s her everything. That’s me & my now husband. He was older (6 years, not crazy) and my first and only. Now 16 years later and married and still very happy, maybe I appreciate that story element bc I relate ❤️

Hi Bestie!!

I'm going to go in reverse order kinda because part of this reply is gonna be REAL long lol!

That's so sweet with you and your husband!!! I'm so happy that you can relate to that and that you found that with him, that's so lovely <3

Spoilers for Lavender below the cut!

So there were a few points where things could have diverged in the OG Lavender-verse. The big one being, Doc doesn't lose the baby. He would still be traumatized as fuck and their relationship would be rocky but they may never fully break up (or, if they did, it wouldn't be for as long because Evie would force them to see each other and they couldn't keep their hands each other if they had to be around each other often.) Their relationship would have been ROCKY though and I'm not sure it would have lasted as Evie grew closer to adulthood.

There were some other points where things could have been different, too. The first time Doc leaves the QZ and it's just her and Joel and they run into raiders on the way back? By that point, Joel was kind of at this tipping point. He was so shaken by the near loss of her - and they'd just slept together the night before and had been in such close proximity for more than a day by that point - that he was very nearly ready to try to get her to give him another shot. Her freak out about the raiders - and her snapping and telling him that Sarah's death was NOT on her - pushed him the other way. Now if they'd gotten back together here, I'm not sure it would have stuck for long? She may have latched on tighter and not let him pull away when he started to devolve again but otherwise, he'd still be coping with a lot of the same trauma brain shit he was otherwise and it would have taken its toll.

Another time was after McCarthy comes to the QZ, when he finally knows everything that happened during the outbreak and feels so guilt ridden about it all. If they'd had sex that night, they'd have been together again at least for a while. But trauma brain Joel would have come along to ruin the party again.

The big thing is, the QZ was an inherently retraumatizing place to be, especially for Joel (the militarized power, being surrounded by death, etc.) and his brain going "HEY CARING ABOUT SOMEONE IN A PLACE LIKE THIS WILL LEAD TO YOUR DEATH" would, at the very least, make their relationship's survival a constant fucking struggle. The reason it sticks later is a combination of things. 1) He's at this unique point of "she's leaving and you will never see her again, you are losing her, this is the end" that forces him to admit just how much he cares about her in spite of trying to push her away for so many years. It also forces him to realize just how desperate he is to keep from losing her. He can't live without her, proximity (or lack there of) won't change that for him. 2) They're forced to stay together and work together to get Ellie to where she needs to go, so things that might normally force distance can't. She can't run to Andrew, he can't run to Tess, they can only turn to each other and they do. 3) They end up in Jackson, which is a far more healthy environment than the QZ, and - outside of shit like KC and stuff with the fireflies and a few blips along the way - the trek west is relatively peaceful compared to QZ life. Yes they're under threat and cautious and it's a struggle to survive BUT you're not being held at gunpoint by agents of the state and burning the bodies of dead children on the regular, a vast improvement over QZ life (and obviously major triggers for Joel.) This gives Joel some emotional space to come to terms with his trauma and start to heal and recover, pulling him out of this cycle of constant retraumatization. It's like with Maslow's hierarchy of needs. QZ Joel could never make it past that first level, when he constantly felt like his life was at risk he can't do the bigger work of healing and self actualizing. All his emotional energy is spent on survival. Once he has the space to do it, he can start to heal and be a partner to Doc.

ANYWAY I know I basically wrote a super long novel here lol! I hope it makes sense (and know that my interpretation is NOT the only valid one!!! It's definitely OK to be like "nah I think if they'd done x differently it would have worked.") I definitely get sad about all their lost years from time to time but I'm so glad they found their way back to each other in the end.

Thank you for reading and for reaching out!! Love you!!!

#fanfic #joel miller x female reader #kit answers #send asks #lavender

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hey i’m really curious and looking for recommendations so can i ask what are ur favorite korean dramas? 🙏🏻🥺

hiii sorry it took me a moment to answer but *deep breath* sure hehe! gonna give u my top 5 and try to not scare u away by diving into deep analyses on why i love those so much! i tried to keep it simple!

my all time favourite is beyond evil it’s a thriller romance drama where a hot young man (juwon) is being coaxed towards the brink and almost ruins his life for a 40yo man (dongsik) who suffered more than jesus himself and the two of them occasionally solve crimes! im making a joke out of it but their dynamic is very meaningful and profound! it’s bitter it’s sweet it’s full of tension and compassion and understanding and Love is at the core of it all. it shows u that despite the misery despite the cruelty despite the sins and despite the violence choosing love but also life is the bravest thing u can do. it will change the trajectory of ur life! also acting legends yeo jingoo and shin hakyun deliver thrilling performances in it which will make u unable to look away! this show means the world to me!

then nr 2 comes my mister! it’s a drama to watch for healing and hard times! it’s a quiet and delicate love story between a man (donghoon) and a woman (jian) who make the other one want to Live again. it teaches u that u don’t need a reason to be kind in ur life that a simple act of kindness could mean so much to someone. their love is shown through actions through listening through subtle glances. it’s very poetic it also deals with universal themes like brotherhood friendship loneliness altruism depression vulnerability and perseverance. it fundamentally changed me as a person when i watched it the first time and it also solidified the immense love and admiration i have for iu.

nr 3 the red sleeve! the best sageuk ever made it’s abt a court lady (deokim) who values her freedom and making her own choices above all else and the future king of joseon (san) whose duty always comes first and the two fall intensely in love. it’s harrowing bc wanting them together u know u’re inevitably pushing deokim towards her downfall to sacrifice what she values most which is her free will so the drama tackles the power play btwn them bc san is often a fool and their respective love language is the opposite of what the other needs hence it’s just so good so tragic so heartbreaking! lee junho even won a baeksang last year for this role hes just so graceful and mesmerising in it and genuinely too good at acting! also deokim (played by lee seyoung) is one of my all time favourite female characters she will stick with me forever!

nr 4 strangers from hell it’s a horror romance drama where a tall hot dentist (moonjo) (played by our one and only god lee dongwook) gaslights and gatekeeps a broke aspiring writer with violent tendencies (jongwoo) into joining him so they can become gay cannibals together barely a day after jongwoo moved into their very shady residence full of psychos! closet made of glass for moonjo since he even makes jongwoo a wedding ring (a musty human teeth bracelet)! it’s insanely good i havent moved on since 2019! deliciously gory and creepy it’s aesthetically flawless on that part as well!

nr 5 is the guest! a little bit too underrated if u ask me which is a shame because it does so much for the horror genre! im grateful that the show introduced me to the ot3 of all time: a girlboss detective an overly kindhearted taxi driver and a hot priest (kim jaewook!!! screams!!!). the characters slowly bound with each other through their shared trauma and dedicate their whole life to defeat an ancient and powerful demon. so the power of their friendship is kinda everything and is the heart of the show. also the men are a little….. u know……. like episode 16 has one of the most beautiful scenes i’ve ever seen that is forever engraved in my memory! i hate them! i love this show so much just. so much!!!!!

#they didn’t make it to the top 5 but. d.p./ weak hero class 1/ to my star….. they are my beloveds as well check them out #like u definitely have to check them out lol #ask

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Tattoo Kiss part 23 (I still need to do a proper review on part 22!) But, part 23 today!

- AHHHHH! She's anxious bc of what Eddie will think about her, but because of Steve?

- "He hurt you and that is something he would never do again. You know it" AHHHH! that is why he kept his feelings to himself this time right? Does Y/N knows already and I forgot about it?

- "The last thing you want to do is hurt Eddie" Aww they're in love

- This still gives me Steddie x Reader vibes! OMG!

- I think that he still hates how he treated reader in the past, and he wants to make it better for her NOW, he knows that he ended up things for nothing, and he feels bad about it

- OBVIOUSLY Y/N IS CUTE!

- The thing to me is, Y/N and Steve have a good (kind of) relationship now, so I think they'll be the same as before if they go back together, or Y/N will have LOTS of trust issues

- ANDY! OMG! Y/N just wanting to eat potatoes or fries is so me, reader is very me coded!

- The dolly thing!!!! It hurts!

- Y/N feels pain, but I think she'll feel worse if they get back together

- Eddie, Chrissy, Steve, Steve's parents and now Robin know that Y/N struggles with food, but don't talk with her about it, why? I feel like maybe, her friends should try and make her open up about how she's feeling in reality (then I read that Robin helped her, but I think that the others can help Y/N too, like they're a group that Y/N can trust, they love her, they'll be there for her)

- AHHHH! HE KNOWS Y/N IS LYING!!!! OMG!!!

- "You're acting weird. You're not yourself" AHHHH, SHE KNOWS!!!

- "You're not eating" GIRL!!!! OMG!!! She goes to the point!

- Aahhhh! EDDIE X READER MOMENT! I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!!

- Robin isn't being nice :(

- "Are you saying it's my fault that he left me?" I wanna cry!

-"Feelings for THEM" THIS IS SO STEDDIE X READER CODED!!! but I need to let go the enemies to lovers Steddie x reader headcanon or whatever that was :(

- "He never wanted me, h-he never even loved me" AHHHH THAT HURTS!

- I knew that Y/N was gonna struggle with the things that happened, like it's hard to trust Steve after all that happened

- Awwww! I don't want Y/N to hate herself, I think that she feels like that because of the combination of Stupid Ray, loving someone you love, but hurt you (Steve) and loving someone that you think you could hurt or ruin the things that you already have with that person (Eddie)

-🩷

There’s definitely a bit of Steddie x reader going on here but only because she has feelings for both 👀

Steve definitely wants to do better now. He wants to make it up to her and just be a better person for her and for himself🥲

No one really wants to confront her about her struggles with eating (well, except for Robin now) cause it can be very triggering and people usually shut down when they get cornered and confronted about something they are struggling with. Eddie usually just looks after her and takes care of her without confronting her about it and Steve, he isn’t close enough with her yet to talk about something that she’s insecure about

She’s definitely struggling a lot with herself and her feelings right now but she’s got her girls 🥲 (and eddie)

i’m happy you liked this chapter 🩷

#andy’s asks #🩷 anon

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tiredstressedemotionalmess · 7 months

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hi hi hi hi hi tell me more about the interpersonal relationships in the fic if you want!! any way they differ from your typical versions? would you like to tell me about funpoison <- almost in tears

oh hohohoh. funpoison you say 👀 i may or may not have some funpoison thoughts for this au,,,,

so before the main events of the fic party and ghoul had been running together for a WHILE. they met while trying to raid the same warehouse and while they fought each other over supplies there was this instant fucking spark and the fight began to grow less hostile and eventually they were like "okay fine we can share the supplies i guess" and somehow that evolves into them running together which evolves into them like officially dating. except party's puss in boots in this au and ghoul's kitty softpaws and theyre both fucking Idiots no matter what universe they're in so Conflict Ensues

basically they're out by the campfire one night and ghoul decides to take a chance and let himself be really vulnerable for once and it tells poison it loves them. and poison short circus a little bit bc as big as their ego is deep down they dont actually think they're all that great and ghoul deserves better and poison's not usually one to stick around longer than they need to and the prospect of someone thinking they love them freaks them the fuck out-

and then dracs show up and ruin the moment!! and in there's just too many to fight so poison and ghoul just have to run but in the chaos they get separate but its okay bc theyre smart and they planned for this and they have a rendezvous point all set and ready so they go off separately both knowing where they're gonna meet up when the dust settles. but yk how in the last wish, the whole thing is that puss leaves kitty at the altar? yeahhh, in this maybe its a little worse because poison decides they're not gonna go to the rendezvous point. they go to the opposite fucking side of the zones because they cant let ghoul love them and ghoul is fucking heartbroken and it thinks theyre dead for the longest time- and then its heart breaks further when he finds out they're alive and just avoiding him because apparently he's just as unlovable as he always thought he was! :D and so that leads into their rocky relationship in the main fic, ghoul fucking hates party and part feels horrible being faced with ghoul again and its all very Them to me bc in my brain those two can NEVER fucking figure their shit out without suffering through at least one long lasting emotional roller coaster of heartbreaking interpersonal drama

sorry this whole thing kinda turned into just funpoison thoughts but i have a feeling you wont really mind that lmao id talk more abt the other character's relationships with each other but this has gotten Long and it is now midnight and im Tired so ill save that post for tomorrow ig!

#asks #the last wish au #THANK YOU SM FOR SHOWING INTEREST IN THIS EVEN AFTER SO LONG IT MEANS THE WORLD TO ME AHHH <3333333

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leighsartworks216 · 2 years

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Loki x gn!reader

Requested on ao3 by Cas:

"Could you possibly do a Loki X reader where the reader uses they them . Amd like Loki they can shapeshift and things but it’s all new to them amd he’s the only one around who understands. Even if they’re both stubborn. And idk like the others realizing they like each other”

This is like an AU where Loki lives with the Avengers in the Tower instead of being imprisoned on Asgard

Warnings: dysphoria, gender identity crises, lowkey unaccepting Avengers?? Mostly Tony being an asshole bc he can

Word Count: 1965

ao3 link to fic

Loki Masterlist

"Explain it to me again?"

You sighed for the up-teenth time that hour. Steve was trying to understand the concept of gender identities and pronouns, and, as a man from the 40s, it wasn't going so well.

"I prefer they/them pronouns because it makes me feel more comfortable with my identity." You were talking slower than you probably should have been, but it felt like trying to teach a child how physics works. "Because I don't identify as boy," you gestured your hands to one side, "or girl. So the neutral terms make me feel better."

He nodded slowly. Would he finally grasp it? You hoped to all the gods in every religion that he would.

"So... what do you identify as?"

You shrugged. "I haven't really gotten far enough to label it, but I know what I'm not."

He nodded slowly again.

You quirked an eyebrow at him. "Understand?"

"I think so?" It didn't sound confident. "So when I refer to you..."

"You'd say they or them instead of he or she. So, like, 'they went over there' or 'I saw them at the bar.'"

He nodded again. This one felt more confident. "It's gonna take some time-"

"As long as you're willing to try." You gave him a smile, which he returned.

Then Tony had to walk in and ruin it. "There she is!"

"Oh fuck off, Tony," you growled before you could stop yourself.

He put a hand over his heart, gasping in fake shock. "Do you kiss your mother with that mouth, little boy?"

You began lunging for him, but Steve was fast enough to grab your balled up fist. Damn. You really wanted to put that asshole in his place.

"Hey, hey! Y/N, go take a walk." The super soldier gave you a pointed look, getting in between you and Tony to block your death-glare. "I'll handle this. Go walk."

You sighed, fists still clenched by your side. But you nodded, and left the common room (with a stern glare in Tony's direction) to take a walk around the Tower. God, where to even go. The training room was your first thought, and it's where your feet started taking you.

As you walked, your mind traveled elsewhere. It wandered to your room, reminding you of the different forms you had changed into before bed last night. And then again this morning, searching for a body that felt comfortable. It was new, and weird, but you were beginning to get the hang of it.

Of course, with shapeshifting came the identity crisis, and dysphoria. Already you could feel its anxious tendrils gripping at your mind, critiquing the form you were in now. You groaned, body morphing as you stepped into the training room.

Now, you looked very unlike your usual self. Your eyes were the same, but your body was that of a boxer's. You sighed as you looked down at your failed attempt to fight off the dysphoria. Your brain was halfway focused on training, and now you looked the part.

The irony tasted bitter.

"Y/N? That you?"

You looked up to see Clint, lowering his bow from the target. He seemed confused on your new appearance, and the staring only made you more uncomfortable in your skin.

"Yeah," you confirmed. You sighed and your body morphed back into your normal self. No matter what, the thoughts in the back of your mind would linger. You would just have to live with it.

"Was Tony giving you a hard time again?" You didn't need to say anything for him to understand. He was the father of a young family - he knew when someone was upset. "That asshole, I swear I'll-"

"It's fine." You waved a hand, dismissing him. "Just leave it alone."

"You know he only does it to get a rise out of you," came Natasha's voice from seemingly out of nowhere, making you jump. "You should just ignore him."

You scoffed. "Yeah, you try ignoring him when he's insulting who you are. Then we'll talk."

The training room was not being very comforting right now. You backed away to the door. "I'll see you later."

"You didn't even train!" Clint shouted right before the door shut.

You didn't want to risk going back to the common room and seeing Tony's smug face as he misgendered you, and you didn't want to go back in the training room to hear why you shouldn't bother giving Tony the light of day. You were frustrated and angry, and you just wanted to feel normal.

You sighed, stepped into the elevator, and pressed the button for the roof.

The gravel was rough. It was pointy and sharp and dug into you as you sat on it. But it was a welcome distraction from everything else.

After the Battle of New York, no one really came up here. Well, no one except you and one Mischievous God.

Shortly after you sat down and got comfortable watching the sky, the elevator left and came back with said God inside. He seemed hesitant to join you, but he did eventually wander his way onto the gravel.

"Do you mind if I join you?" he asked. You shrugged and he took that as a sign to sit down. He winced at the feeling of the gravel, but didn't say anything. "I didn't expect an Avenger to be up here all alone."

You hummed, picking up a stone. You tossed it a few feet away.

"They don't really..." You sighed, trying to figure out how to phrase it. You couldn't even be in a room with your two most supportive friends for more than two minutes, but here you were about to bear your heart out to Loki, the guy you all teamed up to defeat. "I'm a shapeshifter, but I'm not used to it. I'm not good at it. I'll want to change into a petite woman and end up changing into some buff dude."

It was quiet for a bit. You turned to look at Loki when you saw a green glow coming from his direction. Instead of the man you were used to, there sat a woman. Long black hair that flowed like waves of ink, prominent lips and high cheekbones. She was, admittedly, beautiful.

"Like this?" she asked.

You nodded, stunned for words. She smirked at the silence.

"My mother taught me how to shapeshift when I was young. It started out with animals, like frogs and snakes, and eventually..." She gestured to herself. She shrugged. "It helps, sometimes."

You hummed, brow furrowing. "I thought you weren't allowed to do magic?"

"No body said anything about shapeshifting into different forms of myself," she countered smugly, "just no shifting into animals and the like."

"Nice loophole," you chuckled.

You turned from Loki, looking back to the clouds in the sky. She seemed content to simply stay there in her female form, watching the clouds with you. When you turned back, her eyes were closed and she was basking in the warmth of the sun.

"Do you think you could teach me?"

She quirked a brow. "Hm. I suppose I could."

"Oh, come on, you know you could use my shifting as a way to prank the others, too, right?"

She smirked. "The thought hadn't crossed my mind, dear."

"Liar."

"What do you usually picture when you try to shift?" Loki asked, back into his male form.

You shrugged, sitting on his bed as he paced around. "I just picture what I want to feel like in a form. Like, I want to feel more masculine so I shift into a man, or feminine so I shift to be a woman."

"And androgynous?"

"You're looking at it."

He chuckled. "Alright. This is the real you then, I presume?"

You hummed. "Not much to look at, I know."

"Not at all, darling," he dismissed. "I think this is the best version of you yet."

You tried not to flush at the compliment. Most people didn't want to see you, they wanted to see some famous actor or weird alien, or anything cool, but not you. This was the first time someone thought that just plain you was enough.

You cleared your throat, trying to take the attention away from you. "Well, what do you picture when you change?"

"I picture myself as that being or creature. For example, as a snake I imagine what my scales would look like, what my fangs would be. For my 'Lady Loki' form, well, I've been doing it for so long now, I can hardly remember how I first transformed into her. I believe I did something similar to you: I imagined myself as more feminine, imagined what I may look like that way. It's part of my identity now."

Your ears perked up at the word "identity". You'd never even thought to ask. How stupid of you.

"And what do you identify as?"

He stopped pacing, turning to you with confusion on his face. "I don't think there was ever a word for it on Asgard. It was simply how I was, and my mother and Thor accepted it that way," he admitted. "I believe I heard you Midgardians calling it 'genderfluid.' Really, I don't believe on putting a label on everything."

"Says the God of Mischief."

He chuckled. "Fair enough."

Loki was a surprisingly good teacher. He used what he knew from his own magic, although wildly different from how you used your powers, and applied it to your abilities. It was extremely helpful. Already you had better control over the forms you could change into. You had one masculine and one feminine form you could change into without much thought, and you were working on more with his help. He even offered to help you transform into animals, when the time came.

You two were practically attached at the hip. Wherever he was, you were there, wanting to know more. He admired your thirst for knowledge. You admired his patience with you, helping you even after countless failures.

You found yourselves back on the roof. This time, you brought a thick blanket to protect against the gravel, and even some snacks.

The sun was going down. The sky was painted with pinks, oranges and yellows, morphing into blues and purples. It was beautiful.

"I don't think I ever asked," Loki broke the silence. "What do you identify as?"

You shrugged. You'd never really been able to answer that question. Even now, after almost a month of training under Loki and self-reflection, you couldn't put a label on it. "I don't think I'm ready to label it as anything yet."

He hummed, thoughtful. "Or maybe it doesn't need a label."

"Maybe..."

You turned to look at him. The orange of the sun made his skin glow. His blue eyes shone like the ocean in the light.

"And what would you label this?"

He turned to look at you, eyebrow raised. "This?"

"Mhm."

"That depends."

"On?"

"What you think it should be."

"Way to turn it around."

He grinned. "It's my speciality."

You looked at the sky again. The sun was barely peeking over the skyline now. Only a sliver of orange peeked over the horizon, and it, too, was quickly fading.

"Whatever it is, I like it," you admitted, softly. Your eyes didn't leave the horizon. You were afraid of what you would see if you turned to look at the God beside you.

A cool hand was suddenly cupping your cheek, turning your face so you had no choice but to meet the gaze of the shapeshifter. His face was closer than you expected it to be. You hoped he couldn't hear how fast your heart was beating.

"I like it, too," he whispered.

#loki fanfic #loki x reader #loki x you #loki x y/n #fluff #dysphoria #lowkey transphobia #avengers #gender neutral reader #gn reader #x gn reader

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stevesnailbat · 2 years

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You are literally so valid for your feelings about that whole thing with the stancy breakup!! Especially since it is canon that she does lead Steve on for almost a year. Nancy says to Jonathan that she was waiting for him to take the move in that month cuz she wanted signs or whatever. I really don’t remember that convo but I do remember that she said she was waiting for a month after. And Jonathan needed to help Will. And Nancy just lost Barb so it’s very concerning and off putting that she put it that way. Cuz both of them were grieving and trying to fix everything in their lives so it could go back to being normal. Also yes Steve feeling like a shitty boyfriend and then her not saying anything to reassure him after that is so annoying. And does show that their problems were there from the beginning. It’s so weird to me that she says nothing after that statement while also most likely knowing that Steve was trying to be a boyfriend. But because he couldn’t be the boyfriend she wanted he wasn’t good enough. And that gets me even more cuz Steve wanted to be a better person and worked on himself: and still somehow it wasn’t enough for the person that he deeply loved. Which is also why I hate them bringing up stancy in season 4 and for Steve thanking Nancy about that bump on the head. Cuz he doesn’t believe that he would’ve changed by himself (even tho he did and I hate that people can’t see that) but instead needed someone to make him feel like shit in order to become better. I may be twisting this a bit and idk if this is the right wording so hopefully you get my drift. Literally that thank you from Steve made me feel so annoyed cuz that was all Steve’s doing about being a better person. He saw the way he was acting and didn’t like himself so he became better. And then the bathroom scene where he’s like ‘like we’re in love’ gets me everytime. Cuz he can’t believe this and he doesn’t want to. Since then it means that another person was pretending to care about him when they really didn’t. You are gonna get so pissed at this since I was too: but I saw in a fic that someone was using Jonathan to bash Steve about him being concerned over that instead of Nancy saying that they killed Barb and caring for Nancy’s every need. I shut the fic that instant and saw red and was about ready to cry cuz ummm that’s so fucked up. Steve just got told that he wasn’t loved by his fucking girlfriend and he should feel ashamed for feeling that. Anyway sorry that this got long but their relationship and the way the duffers handled it is very annoying. Hope you have a good day/night :) and hope I didn’t ruin it with that last part

the way the duffers literally ruined what both steve and nancy could’ve been (separately) with the way they have handled their relationship is literallllyyy so maddening to me i can’t handle it. there are so many things they could’ve done differently especially with season 4!!!! at this point i am reallly hoping steve wanting her back has something ANYTHING to do with the UD being stuck in 1983 and nothing to do with it being foreshadowing for a stupid ass sacrifice or something along those lines bc steve deserves the world and nancy would never give it to him

also that fic sounds like bullshit because he should also be allowed to mourn whatever the hell she did to him and process things on his own (although i don’t agree with him leaving her! but if him telling johnny to take her home is true then that is better)

#asks #steves-ozzy-moment

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wolfiewhiskeybutch · 2 years

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💛anon back at it again bc u seemed to like my last one.

How would you like it, if I, a little AFAB femboy was wearing my thigh-highs and teasing you? Tying you to a chair and putting on a show for you.

I was slightly unsure about this to begin with, I was never against the idea, but I was slightly nervous about how to act, as usually you would have more power over me, but you ensured me that you would still be the one in control, it was just something you wanted to try.

I was interested too so I agreed and bound you, trying your wrists to the back and your legs to the corresponding chair legs, keeping them spread. You cant touch me or move but I'll touch you under your instruction and you tell me how well I am doing.

I'll trail my hand down your jaw while you groan "Awwww pup, you're doing so so well" and I flush red at the praise. I step away and slowly undress myself, a source of entertainment for you. I'll trail my hand along my curves and sway my hips

I slowly remove my shirt and skirt, but you stop me. "The thigh thighs stay on, pup" I stop, and smile. I know you like them. You smirk, admiring me in just those stripy pastel thigh thighs. I'll look so cute while you ruin me. You start to get flustered, watching me look so exposed and shy like this, in front of you and under your control does something to you. You press your thighs together, hard.

I'm finding it hard to keep calm now, you're looking at me like that and it makes me feel so filthy in the best way. You smirk, noticing how worked up I look and tell me "keep putting on a show for me" but I just can't. Not with you looking at me like that and pressing your thighs together, obviously in an attempt to gain some friction. Then you let out just the tiniest moan and I know that I cant cope anymore.

I suddenly sit on your lap, you gasp, surprised I'm bot following the instructions anymore. "Pup, what are you doing?" I whine and look up at you, before beginning to grind on your bulge. You moan and struggle ro get out the words "uhhh- dont stop". I grab your shoulders and continue my movements on your bulge, making a mess of your jeans.

You can't grab my hips to guide me, so you must use your words to instruct me, but that's difficult to do when you keep moaning like this. "Oh fuck- faster pup" I obey. Like a good dog.

"Shit ugh- kiss me" you stutter out. I reach up and grab your jaw and start covering your neck in sloppy kisses before moving to your mouth. I moan into your mouth desperately "please- I'm gonna cum" you laugh at me a little, tho it comes out choked. You tell me I can cum soon, but I have to keep going for now and I do. You arent finished with me yet. Your pleasure matters the most to me.

You moan loudly and you cum with me on your lap and my tongue in your mouth. After this I let go too and soak your lap. I pant and collapse onto your chest. You kiss my forehead and I thank you for letting me fuck myself on you and for letting me serve you.

Hey 💛 nonnie! I'm finally getting to this!

First off, thigh highs are such a freaking weakness for me, they get me equal parts flustered and feral but tying me to a chair to tease me? Fuck yes and please.

It's cute though to have someone unsure of topping, giving it a go, I get to smile softly and offer encouragement, it's adorable. 😉

I would absolutely say that the thigh highs stay on and it's exactly that, struggling against what's essentially, my own self-imposed predicament, needing and wanting and feral.

Even more fun than having my directions followed sometimes is just watching that absolute need overriding all other thought, needing to grind and seek pleasure, just completely overwhelmed by it and holy fuck is that one of the hottest things.

I will forever stand by the fact that there is something so intimate about grinding against a thigh, bulge, whatever, not even fucking just groping and grabbing and clutching to one another, it's so freaking hot and I'd absolutely be close to incoherent at this point, barely getting out grunted instructions and commands, especially in the face of such complete and utter devotion.

I'm sorry this took me so long but holy fuck was this a hot scenario! Thank you for sending!!

#💛 anon

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charlotteiscrying · 2 months

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you turned my entire existence into waiting. i was your rapunzel, sitting here 3,000 miles away from you, locked inside my own prison since im not allowed to leave the state since im on probation. “if you love me, when i come back, you’ll still be waiting for me. i might come back tomorrow. maybe next year. maybe 10 years from now. if you love me, you’ll wait. n you won’t complain.”

do you not see how manipulative that is ? how straight damaging that is ? i couldn’t see it was manipulation. i had to experience it, i had to feel how it felt when i caught you cheating on me. i had to feel how it felt when i realized i was waiting for a man who was never going to come back for me. i had to feel how it felt when you told me “i just moved on.” you just moved on, meanwhile you forgot you had locked your rapunzel in her castle, n you left with the key.

you told me i hallucinated us. you told me you broke up w me that day you left for rehab. i just hallunicated us. and you just moved on. seems so simple when it’s phrased like that. it’s been a couple months now, it genuinely feels like i hallucinated your very existence on this planet. my brain has blacked you out more than any other part of my life. i rememeber more from the day my dad died than i do from the day you said “i just moved on.”

there’s so many parts of my brain that you caught onto before even i did. you used to call me autistic. “you just have a lil touch of the tism.” you know, i am autistic ? i didn’t know that. you obviously picked up on that. you chose to hide behind my misperceptions, my unknowing, behind my “insanity,” to make me seem like the problem. to never once take accountability for anything. to blame everything on me. to make it all my fault. to make me calm down n stop trying to piece those pieces together that you so desperately needed me to keep separate.

you knew you didn’t love me bc you don’t treat someone you love how you treated me. i know i didn’t love you. i loved the idea of you that you placed in my head. the nate in my head and the nate in my reality were always two different men.

i don’t think you understand the lasting damage you’ve done to my brain. i will never be able to date again. to trust again. to be vulnerable again. to even let my guard down the 1% it takes to be able to be intimate with another human. to trust my friend. to believe it when my mom says “i’ll pick you up at 8.” i will never be able to be with a man again. sexually, romantically, anything. you’ve ruined the entire male species for me. i really don’t think im ever even gonna be able to be with a girl sexually, or romantically, ever again. you’ve taken my ability to be with another human being away. even my friends, it’s not the same. i don’t, i can’t, trust that any sentence anybody says is true. you’ve damned me to a life locked up in my castle that my brain has built to protect me from everyone else. every aspect of my life could not be more different than what it was when you n i were together, yet im still condemned to the exact same fate.

before i was locked up in this castle by you, now im locked up in this castle because of you. it feels the fucking same. i miss people. i miss those feelings. but they just are not worth all this aftershock. maybe one day i will want to come out my castle. but even then, things will not be the same. i will never be able to be vulnerable again.

#you #why #hurtful #hope

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aajjks · 4 months

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DEFINITELY getting deja vu lol 😂😂

BC!JK

you can’t believe your eyes, THE jeon jungkook, leader of the bangtan bully club, is on his knees begging for your forgiveness. it almost feels like a dream and sounds like one if you were to say it out loud but no. it’s real, he’s really on his knees begging for you to forgive him but unfortunately, this isn’t something a sorry will fix.

you roll your eyes and move around jungkook to get your next class. you’ve already told jungkook how you felt: you hate him, remember? he wasn’t sorry when he did those God-awful things to you with his friends and you’re sure the moment you forgive him he’ll do it all over again. you fell for it once but you’re not falling for it again and you learned your lesson: never trust a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

“you know she’s never going to like you right?” yoongi says as he helps jungkook off of the floor “and i think she made it pretty clear that she hates you and wants you to leave her alone” yoongi adds which only pisses jungkook off more but he just wishes he’d understand that his chance to ever be with you is long gone and that he’s better off with yerin, someone who actually likes him.

“you should learn how to take a hint” someone says to jungkook.

“i feel really bad for her. i heard the bully club poured milk on her two weeks ago”

“didn’t one of them shove her on the floor?”

“like, she walked past him like he wasn’t there! i mean, i don’t blame her. he treated her like shit”

“i thought they were dating?”

“he’s a horrible boyfriend if they were dating”

the rumors brew back up but this time, everyone seems to be on your side. everyone is sympathetic about how jungkook and his friends treated you those weeks prior to now.

*RIIIIIIING*

goes the bell as everyone scurries to their classes and while yoongi wishes he could comfort his friend, he’s more-so annoyed with jungkook’s obsession with you than empathetic. despite how horribly he treated you, jungkook still persists on trying to be with you even though you made it loud and clear that there was no way you’d give him another chance.

relationship? out the window.

friendship? no chance.

he ruined it all and as yoongi watches jungkook wallow in his regrets, he tells him one last thing before heading on his way.

“you aren’t the leader of the bully club anymore. you being a simp for y/n doesn’t look good on us so namjoon is the leader now. sorry man”

Jungkook glares at the older man, “fuck you and that club! I do not want to be a part of it anymore- SO COUNT ME OUT” and that is true because… the club has literally ruined everything for him, and he was so dumb to become a part of it in the first place..

Or maybe he was just dumb enough to catch feelings for you. Even begging on his knees and,.. publicly humiliating himself, didn’t really work- Jungkook groans before rolling his eyes at yoongi, he doesn’t care if they don’t want him to be the leader anymore but he does care about one thing.

“listen to me carefully.. if you guys hurt her or bully her- I’m gonna fuck you up.” Jungkook glares at Yoongi, “ I might’ve lost my chances with her, but I can protect her- from people like me.” He confesses.

Maybe it will be better for him to stay away from you for now… maybe he can work his way up to your heart one day if he decides to change himself for the better. “If I see you guys hurting her or even bothering her I will not hesitate to punch you in the face.” He points his finger at Yoongi.

Maybe this is karma for his bad deeds, he has to take the punishment, “yn will be mine, one day, hyung. You’ll see. I’ll change for her.”

And he is changing.

He will just have to give you some time. And show you that he can be a good man, worthy of your love. “She will love me too.”

You have to.

#ask: bc!jk #damn she’s firm on her ground- but maybe just a teeny tiny chance?

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