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went on a lunch date recently where the guy like. didn't mention what job he did on grindr, just that he'd been working late etc, and then when i got there and mentioned it i asked what he did, and he was like "oh well i work for the police" and i was. immediately shut down, understandably
and later on i asked his opinions abt police brutality, police abuse rates, if he thinks the police should be abolished etc, and later was like, yeah, ethically this is a bad match
but idk like. when ppl tell me they're a cop or a gard (or in the military) on grindr i just block them from the off, bc it's like, well, you're cool w brutality, rape, and abuse, there's no reason you could or should be trusted with an intimate partner. and this guy had mentioned he followed me on twitter and didn't at all seem surprised by my open disgust for his profession, and idk if that was why he didn't mention it up front and thought i wouldn't make a big deal about it (as if) or if he just doesn't mention it to anybody
but i'm still so like ??
like my house has a very explicit no cops policy. if sb else brought their partner or brother or whatever to dinner and they were a cop, they would be told to fucking leave. as if i'm gonna fuck one myself
#musings#like idk man. there's ppl in my life who absolutely hold places of power in our carceral system#like. social workers or doctors and nurses or teachers or who work in politics etc#like all ppl who in diff ways have power and influence over others including their autonomy and agency#and you have to rely on your individual ethics in a fundamentally unethical society#but a COP???????#like even were it not for the personal safety aspect#even if your cop isn't from the offset a domestic abuser and rapist#they'll work w them? they are in a job that ultimately encourages complete dehumanisation of vulnerable ppl? and violence against them?#that rots your brain and your soul?#if they really had ethics they wouldn't be a cop in the first place
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Nights Spent In; Azul Ashengrotto
Content; Fluff, gender-neutral reader, established relationship
Word Count; 700+
Author's Note; This is for one of my first mutuals @azulashengrottospiano! I hope you enjoy this, and some domestic Azul! [and I'm keeping a screenshot of your ask ^v^]
As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist
Safe to say your social battery was pretty much at zero. You had fun, yes, but all you wanted to do was stay at home in some ridiculously comfortable pyjamas, eat leftovers from lunch, cuddle a bit, and maybe look through the storage container labelled Games! :D since there could be some hidden gems in there. And right now you were cuddled up under a super chunky knit blanket, snug as a bug in a rug.
You were content just putting the leftovers from lunch in the microwave, but Azul had insisted that he made the both of you dinner. You didn’t mind, since you had a nice view of him working away in the kitchen, muttering the recipe of tonight’s dinner to himself. He was even wearing the frilly apron and kitschy oven mitts.
What a dork. I love him so much. You giggled to yourself, watching Azul go about the kitchen, off in his own little world.
Sighing, you got up — the blanket draped over your shoulders so you were still in your nice blanket burrito — and shuffled over to the Games! :D container, seeing if there was anything interesting that Azul wouldn’t just automatically win. You loved him, but if he made you go bankrupt again in this world’s version of Monopoly one more time you swore that you weren’t going to give him any kisses. You may love him, but he was not a humble winner.
So any strategy games were completely out the window, luck based games were more on your side… hopefully luck just decided to favour you tonight. At least you had a cute chef at the least.
Hmm? What’s this? Blowing off the dust you pulled out an old edition of Snakes and Ladders. It relied only on luck, so it was perfect!
“Hey, sweetie,” you called to the kitchen.
Azul was just placing your dinner in the oven, it would take about thirty minutes to bake, so he had time to spare… and for you? He could spare all the time in the world for you. “What is it, darling?”
You held up the game under your chin and gave him your biggest smile. “Wanna play?” You waggled eyebrows for some added flair, and it made Azul chuckle.
“Fine, one round, but I won’t go easy on you,” he said, sitting down at the coffee table. He eyed the game, and squinted his eyes at the dice. A luck-based game? Playing your cards right I see.
“You never do,” you shot him a wink and rolled the dice. You moved your piece forward, not hitting any ladders.
Azul rolled his eyes, but took his turn, overtaking you by two spaces, also not hitting any ladders. “Would you rather that I did?” He looked up at you through his lashes, a small smug smile on his face.
You hummed as you took your turn, getting a ladder and going up a row. “No, it’s more fun like this, plus you’re extra cute when you get fired up.”
Azul pushed up his glasses, trying to ignore the warmth that had seeped into his cheeks. “Flattery won’t help you, my dear, when I win.”
“We’ll see about that.~”
The rest of the game was spent in silence, the occasional tch escaping when either of you hit a snake, but the game was neck in neck. You had to roll a perfect six to win, and Azul a four, and it was his turn. The both of you had your fingers crossed.
He rolled a two, the exact number that he didn’t want. He moved his piece forward and gritted his teeth as he moved it down two rows. He sighed, handing over the die. He knew that he had most likely lost this game.
You gently took it, and rolled a six. You had won. “Looks like luck was on my side tonight,” you grinned.
Azul grumbled, but he couldn’t stay mad at you. “Would you like a prize for that?” It was part sarcasm, but also part genuine question.
You placed a kiss on his cheek. “Just spending time with you is a prize in its own right… but I won’t say no to your cooking either!”
It wasn’t really a prize, as you were already getting his cooking for dinner, but it nonetheless made Azul feel soft and warm. The two of you really should spend more nights in if they were going to be like this.
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Tags: @eynnwwyjth, @hydra-sea, @inkybloom-luv, @identity-theft-101, @krenenbaker, @officialdaydreamer00, @twistwonderlanddevotee, @xxoomiii
#dove does events#follower event#twst#twst x reader#twst x gn reader#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland x reader#twisted wonderland x gn reader#azul ashengrotto#azul ashengrotto x reader#azul ashengrotto x gn reader#sha la la la my oh my! go on and ~kiss da 'zul~#you cannot tell me that he wouldn't wear a frilly apron; he's a nerd you know he would#would it even be called snakes and ladders in twst? ... eels and ladders???#idk but it would be funny if azul was silently cursing out the tweels#also; idk if you remember your ask BUT you did in fact request the same 3 people as last time ^v^ that was also a part of why i tagged you#- in the vil drabble. i diagnose you with azul trey and vil brain rot#this is technically a bonus drabble#scheduled post since idk if i'll be busy or not#hope you enjoy auburn; and thank you for supporting the soul match au in it's infancy ^v^
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#ninja showdown#my immortal soul#first ninja x chase young#rc9gn first ninja#first ninja#chase young#rc9gn#randy cunningham 9th grade ninja#xiaolin showdown#*hums 'just the two of us'*#its good to have a ship actively rotting your brain because now i can draw them in all those cute couple poses refs i collect lol
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Sometimes I just think about Soi Fon. Like that shit was so insane. Easily one of The characters of all time. You’re going to give me a woman who hates the physical manifestation of her soul because it’s loud and explosive and she doesn’t think it’s “proper” that it suits her, but it’s so obvious it does because she’s angry and stubborn and loud and explosive!!! And then the fact that she never ever calls upon that physical manifestation of her soul until things are so dire it’s practically that or death? The fact that in so many ways she lets her emotions build and build and build until they quite literally explode???? And then!!! AND THEN!!!! Add in that she hates her bankai because it’s “inappropriate” for an assassin… for her role as captain of the Stealth Force… the position she inherited from Yoruichi after she abandoned Soul Society for Urahara… She despises the physical manifestation of her explosive nature, the nature she hides until she can’t, just like she shoved down her feelings for Yoruichi, the betrayal, the hurt, the love, until she quite literally couldn’t anymore and it all came back up in a BANG!!! Like god… oh my god, no one will ever do it again and kubo did not deserve such a cool fucking character in the least
#bleach#soi fon#yorusoi#<— because like this definitely feeds into it#like I refuse to believe soi fon didn’t have some form of romantic feelings for yoruichi like it’s so OBVIOUS#also like add in the lesbian angle to this???#oh… MY GOD it just makes it so much more intense#hiding from your feelings and swearing up and down they shouldn’t suit you that they’re not right for you#even though they obviously are#I can’t fuckin do it man#it’s been YEARS but the soi fon brain rot is still just SO strong#I really did fuckin imprint on her#but tbh in general I hate to give him any credit but kubo did kinda go off with characters who hated/hid their bankai#like the whole thing of hating your soul hating your very being#unparalleled. wish he actually did anything cool with those particular character arcs#like the soi fon ikkaku and yumichika character arcs could have been PEAK#(also don’t even get me started on the three of them being some of the uh… um… well ya know a teeny bit queer)#it could have been so good#but again kubo can’t write and hates gay ppl so lmao#wild that he genuinely created some of the coolest queer characters ever kinda on accident#like whoopsie#anyways I’ll shut up now#kaz rambles
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#‘ignoring things’ like your boyfriend’s slow spiral into insanity#i’m in my brain rot era#soul eater#soul eater anime#dr stein#professor stein#franken stein#maka albarn#black star#death the kid#marie mjolnir
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You'd make a Muslim Arab the head of a Jewish state?
truly how SCANDALOUS!!
#israel#Id make an ISRAELI the head of a Jewish state :^)#identity politics has rotted your brains and poisoned your soul
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tentative starter call 🫶🏼
#tentative bc god knows how many I’ll actually get through#but while I’m in my brain rot might as well#these will be rambly and long#and liking this is signing your soul away aka giving me creative freedom#so let’s fuck around and find out baddies
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the decision of craftily hitting up old gunter fans for commissions was the best idea ever b/c
a) you can tell it makes their entire week to revisit an old beloved blorbo
b) it makes MY entire day
c) more gunter art!!!! by fans who appreciate him. <3
#always thought you could tell when artists pour their whole soul in a piece and idek it just feels good when they're that happy too ;w;#(don't mind me i'm just being a little silly doing these as treats as 'congrats krad your brain rot finished a 100k fic what the hell')
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concept work
@souleatersunspot phase 3 Maka work go brr
#maka albarn#soul eater#soul eater au#soul eater fanart#soul eater maka#au#i may have brain rot#maka your hair is still pond scum#why is your phase colour progression causing me so much GRIEF
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two lovers, forbidden from one another,
#ts atla au#roman sanders#janus sanders#roceit#IM BACK BABY#ive had a lot going on sorry its been forever#anyways im experimenting with style stuff so thats why its messy#also does avatar ever rot your brain heart and soul? because it does mine
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This is an official plotting call post, liking this and interacting with this post shows me that you are interested in writing. I'll send you memes, asks, we can plot out threads, etc.
I really want to know who is interested in the Boogeyman.
Please specify the verse in which you want to write in as it makes things a lot easier. If you specifically want to ship? We can discuss that as well, it just can't touch the following verses:
[[Clawed Skies of ferality]] [DBDm.v]
[[Spiders Venomous webbings]] [DBDm.v]
#( ☠┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈✁┆ ‣ It Rots and Festers Until Youre Nothing ╱RP Prompts.❫#Verse;; Spiders web and bloodied fog#Verse;; Evil Dies Never#Verse;; Rot and Decay Upon the Masses#Verse;; White Walls and Static Laced Lies#︶꒦꒷☠꒷꒦︶ : ̗̀➛ {{Beating Hearts & Coursing Brains;; Experiment Verse/Resident Evil}}#Crossover#Halloween Kills x House RP (Paging Dr. House and the Medical Mystery)#Franchise Original Night - RP (Blood drowned eyes and venomous scowls)#ooc;; mun speaks souls are spared
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the desire to actually collect the songs that fit nix into an playlist vs the knowledge i've already got 100+ that vibe
#<<insomniac vampire speaking>> mun post#(it would be such an undertaking and the brain rot would consume me whole)#(the one i discovered at 4am last night that's got me stuck in the nix's music lover+having fun dancing brain rot is potent enough lmao)#(bones by a.nastasia elliot like- it's so nix and such an fucking good song)#(romantic context especially for relationships- but just in general?)#(nix's being so full of compassion and love his whole 'you have beauty inside you and i can give so many fucks about you')#('maybe you dont feel you deserve cared about but i dont have that bias and know you have care for others in your own way')#(on the flipside also can very much be about him...)#(“love you say it's not tangible- no not for you.”)#(“say that you don't hear your hurt- no that's not true.”)#(“I- i will love you down. And I will give you life- if you want me too.”)#(“In your heart-in your head-in your soul-in your arms-in your eyes-in your bones.”)#(idk if this makes any sense lmao im just !!!! right now)#(oh how i love this muse so very much)
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What a weird eel dog! Wanted to draw emmet's starter. Inspired by the kind folks in my inbox, which I’ll be responding to down here
(more submas content? Check my masterpost!)
@holly-rose12 Ngl I'm gonna slow down on posting so I don't burn myself out, but yeah this hyperfixation's got a good grip on my soul. I STILL have so many ideas for the other members of the submas team, and I STILL really want to draw more Elesa too. Ah, the tunnels keep getting deeper...
@fortunatelykawaiitiger hehe me? committing crimes? noo. i would never.
@faestorian (drags you into the tunnels with me) I refuse to be the only one having brain rot
@nomorekneecapprivileges AAH THANK YOU! also JDSKLJFDSLK YOUR NAME- ((will draw sneasler at some point! The comics weren't meant to be linear but as you can tell, i'm awkwardly moving from tiny eel dog and angry candle shenanigans to teenage eel dog and sassy lamp shenanigans.))
@opossumonashelf YES HELLO I SEE YOU POP UP IN MY FEED ALL THE TIME THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE LOVE- but also yes!! eelektross my beloved.
@primordial-being EELEKTROSS IS SO SHAPE. No thoughts behind those eyes (just like me fr)
#art#eelektross#eelektrik#tynamo#pokemon#ask#mailbox#eel dog#i guess i can tag this submas becaues its emmet's starter but like#submas#anyways i love this goofy long eel that's basically all muscle and teeth and mucus and love#who doesn't want a slimy eel friend amirite
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Drabble/Fic idea based on The Apparition by Sleep Token I will probably never write in the tags 😋👍🏼
#so it’s a soulmate AND reincarnation AU#I assume Bakugo bc I’m on that bkg brain rot#but you were soul mates in your past life#maybe pro heroes together??#and you die together in an attack#you both get reincarnated but bkg is born several years before you#maybe you’re born with a birth mark where you/he was fatally injured in your past lives?#somehow bkg dies before you ever meet him in your new life#and he politely starts haunting you bc he’s not ready to move on and he knows you have something to do with it#reincarnation amnesia y’know?#god I should have just made this into the post lmao#too late now#so you start seeing flashes of blonde hair and red eyes when you KNOW no one else is around#and your birthmark hurts like an old wound#idk I’m rambling but if you’ve heard the song it would make some sense lol#fanfic ideas#drabble ideas
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hi babe i’m here from the dms but. speaking of brain rot, thinking abt fwb lando again where u stay the night after and wake up in the morning expecting him to be gone already for smth work related or what not but he’s still in bed absolutely clinging to u. and then more soft sleepy morning sex 🫠🫠
play pretend.
ln x fem!reader
in which it’s time to stop pretending…
just a little blurb to say…. HAPPY BIRTHDAY @lavenderlando !! sorry i made you wait like 6 months for this lmfao i love u girl, u mean the world to me and i hope this hits the spot 💖💖 lemme know what y’all think, more 4k requests will be worked on asap (it’s exam szn ew)
songs to set the mood: denial by james marriott, real love baby by father john misty, can i call you rose? by thee sacred souls
warnings: 18+!! minors go away! smut, morning sex, friends to lovers, best friend!reader, friends with benefits type relationship, fluff, unprotected sex (don’t be silly…)
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cool air casts goosebumps over your bare skin, the open window letting in the morning breeze. you tug at the grey bedsheets, dragging them higher over your frame where you lay. you eyes are cracked open, hazily taking in the sight before you.
he’s still here.
you often expect lando to be gone when you wake up. sometimes it’s because of work, sometimes it’s because you’d promised not to do this again but alcohol had then rendered the both of you irresistible to the other, and it was too awkward to have yet another jarring conversation about how you’re such good friends.
but he’s there. and he’s looking at you.
“hi.” he croaks, soft and low. you revel in his morning voice on the rare occasions you get to hear it.
“hey.” you mumble, leaning in closer to him.
he pushes the duvet up and away, inviting you into his arms, and you wriggle towards him. he’s a human heater, and you’re cold, that’s the only reason you snuggle up, tucked between his arms.
“you’re still here.” you whisper into his chest, purposefully quiet, almost as if you don’t actually want him to hear you.
“couldn’t leave you.” he mutters quietly.
you crane your head to look up at him, eyes blown wide at the admission.
“why?”
“i hate leaving after.”
the ‘after’ hangs heavy in the air between you for a second. he’s eyeing up your lips and you’re returning the gesture, sleepy eyes flitting between his and his plush lips.
this never happens. usually, the night starts with too many drinks too quickly, progresses to his hands dropping dangerously low on your waist, leads to the pair of you mentally scarring an innocent taxi driver, and ends with you underneath him. or, on top of him. and then, he’s gone.
“for the record, i hate it when you go.” you reply, and the space between you dissipates. there are so many unsaid words being traded between you, an intense charge of energy. you’re anxiously sliding your hands up his sides, itching to feel impossibly closer.
“maybe i should stop going then, hm?” two of lando’s fingers grasp your chin, tilting it up to bump his.
“yeah.” you breathe.
it’s like he’s tugged an invisible string, and you’re melting into him, his lips slotting immaculately over yours, as if they were sculpted by god to rest against yours. he tastes familiar, it’s rare you get to kiss him sober and in the light of day. you bask in it, finding the messy, loose curls tickling the back of his neck, threading your fingers through the thick, brown strands. he groans, parting his mouth just enough for you to slide your tongue over his.
“want you. now.” you gasp urgently into the space where your lips part, your body rolling hungrily against his.
“i always want you, drives me crazy.” lando grunts, grabbing a handful of your ass and pulling you even closer.
lando slots his thigh between your legs, and you search for friction, rutting against him. you’re both naked from the blurry night before so you can feel everything, each part of him so ready for you. you’re slick for him already, can feel the way it’s painting your inner thighs. you hate how easy it is to lose yourself in him.
“take me then.” you whine, your forehead collapsing against his shoulder.
lando smirks, flipping you over so that your back is to his chest, like you’re nothing. he hooks your top leg over his, sliding himself closer to where you’re aching for him.
“can’t keep pretending.” lando whispers against the shell of your ear.
he slides deep, then, filling you to the hilt. it knocks the air out of you, your back arching at the sensation of him hitting every single spot that mattered.
“then let’s not pretend anymore.” you choke out, your head rolling back against his shoulder.
“yeah, baby? wanna be all mine?” he teases, thrusting deep and slow, the slide of him shooting pleasure over your body like the slow, satisfying drip of warm honey.
“already am, all yours.” you sigh, totally and utterly content as your nerve endings pulsed with pleasure.
“good girl.” lando praises, his voice fucked out and lovestruck.
as if he’s rewarding you for your admission, the pad of his finger slips down your navel, finding your clit. you’re soaked for him, wet and warm, and he traces circles into the bundle of nerves, each touch sending you keening back into him.
“so close.” you sound like you’re begging, pleading for him to let you finish all over him.
“gotta say please.” he nips the skin of your shoulder and you squirm, toes curling.
“please, lando.” you writhe, canting your hips back against him.
“sound so pretty for me.” he coos, peppering kisses down your neck.
his fingers speed up against your folds, working you perfectly to a sweet release. everything is still blurred by sleep, your body overly sensitive from the cool air pouring in through the window and the slumber still lodged in your bones.
“cum with me.” you slur, your eyes squeezing shut. you almost turn into him, convulsing in his arms to the point where you’d be staring into his stormy eyes if you could manage to pry yours open.
“let me see those eyes.” he commands, your entire body shuddering. you blink, staring up at him, and you both fold, meeting your ends. he looks fierce, starved, completely enamoured with every single way your face moves.
your jaw hangs agape, a choked cry stifled in the back of your throat. it’s all too much, and just about enough, huge, calloused hands roaming your body as your shake, spilling all over him.
“god.” you breathe, flopping limply against him. he stays buried inside of you, his face lost to the damp skin of the crook of your neck.
“i never would of left all those mornings if i knew this is the good morning i’d get.” lando laughs, the sound deep and wholesome. you cosy yourself up even closer to him.
“not letting you leave from now on.” you murmur, smiling to yourself when you feel his lips press against the back of your head.
“you couldn’t get rid of me if you tried.”
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sorry this is soooo bad lmao i felt the urge to write something short n sweet xoxo
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Brain rotting under anon bc I'm a coward but dragon boyfriend who comes back to his hoard to go cuddle with his mate only to see them barely even half dressed, covered in gold and jewelry and just dancing around. Of course, you're the most precious thing there, but something abt the way the gold and rubies are sparkling off your neck, and the way the gold chains hanging off your hips and wrists is doing something to him man.
You, unaware of this new development ofc, turn and see your beloved partner back from god knows where, staring at you like you're a snack...🤭
Dagon husband who leaves your side to go hunting. He hates being apart from you, but a dragon has to eat and his den is safe for you. He misses you the entire time he's gone but he eases his weary mind by imagining how happy you'll be when he gets home. You always praise him for being such a good hunter and being so strong. It made his bestial heart sing when you praised him.
when he does come back to the den he expects to find you curled up in bed, covered in the soft things you liked so much. Instead, you're in front of a gilded mirror, looking at yourself. and what a sight it is indeed. you're wearing nothing but gold jewelry. a necklace that drips down over your shoulder and chest, a gold belt inlaid with rubies, and dozens of gold bracelets that clink when you sway back and forth. You're in the process of picking between two gold crowns when you spot him in the mirror.
"what are you doing?" he asks, his voice low and thick with lust. his eyes trained on your body and the way the gold glimmers in the low fire light. You are the only other soul in the world allowed to touch his hoard beside him, but right at this moment, you look less like his mate and more like a part of that hoard, gods above it drives him crazy.
He doesn't even give you a chance to answer his question before he's on top of you, sliding his scaly cock against your entrance and growling a low possessive snarl. He hooks your ankles around his shoulder and only then does he realize that you're also wearing a gold anklet around your foot. It jingles as he thrusts into you.
"I'm going to breed you, gonna fill you with my brood," he groans as he pushes himself deeper and faster inside of you until he's spilling his hot cum into you.
"Such a pretty human," he praises, running his forked tongue over your body, tasting your sweat, and the precious metal on your skin.
#monster imagine#monster fucker#monster#monster boyfriend#teratophillia#dragon x reader#dragon x human#dragon smut
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