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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 19 hours

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Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as noncon/dubcon, age gap, power imbalance, low self esteem, and possible untagged elements. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: you meet a mysterious man on a night out with your sister. (petite!reader)

based on the winning option for this poll

Characters: casino owner!Bucky Barnes

Note: Hellllllooooo 😁

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You can’t help but admire the books balanced in your lap. You’re overly aware of another set of eyes on you as you once more trace the title with your fingertips, not wanting to touch too much but simply unable to resist. It can’t be real. All the books you ever had come from the Goodwill or your grandmother’s closet.

Bucky leans into you, his proximity still sweltering to you. You glance over at him sheepishly as you grip the edges of the top book to hold them steady.

“Thank you,” you babble again, probably for the ten dozenth time.

“You like them, doll?”

“Yes, very much,” you push your shoulders up bashfully.

“See, doll, all I wanna see is you happy,” he intones, “you’re happy, aren’t you?”

“Sure, yes,” you stammer, “thank you.”

He chuckles, amused by your incessant thanks yous. He rubs your shoulder and grips it tight, pulling you closer.

“So, I made you happy,” he shifts his body slightly against the seat belt, “how are you going to make me happy?”

You blink and gulp, clutching the books tighter. You bite down as you stare at him. Oh.

“Can I tell you how?” He brings his fingertips up to pet your chin, “promise, it’s not too much.”

“Mm, okay,” you utter.

He grins and presses his thumb against your chin, “a kiss? Just one.”

You let out a wispy noise and barely keep the books from slipping away. What? You can't be entirely surprised, you have no illusions, well as little as you can have, about what he wants and yet it’s like you’ve been slammed into by a sixteen-wheeler. Your clamp your lips tight as your bat your eyes.

He considers you and his lips straighten, his dimples pitting beneath his beard, “you don’t want to?”

“Uh, no, it isn’t...” your bottom lip quivers and your voice quakes. “I just...”

You shudder and look at his mouth then his neck. You can’t look him in the face. Your whole body is alight and your heart is throbbing. How do you tell him the one thing you’re terrified to ever admit to anyone, though you’re certain they can see it clear enough.

“You just what?” His voice is grittier, deeper. It adds an extra beat to your heart.

“I never...” your eyes wander away, “I never kissed anyone. I’m sorry. I’m just... nervous. So I... I don’t know if I would be good.”

He hums and rubs your chin, turning your head to him. He moves his hand to cradle your entire jaw and your throat bobs once more. You can’t help but reach to his wrist, clasping around his silver watch as your other hand strains to keep hold of the books in your lap.

“Why wouldn’t you be any good, doll? Those lips can’t be anything but delicious.”

You squeak and squirm in the seat. A tingle flows up your spine and strangles you. Your lips open and close like a fish out of water, a fluttering breath escaping you.

“Doll, close your eyes,” he says.

You can’t argue. You can’t move. You can barely think. So you obey.

You shut your eyes and feel the heat around you stir. You can sense him leaning in and you stiffen as his breath glosses over you. He tilts your head up as his lips brush yours, his beard tickling your skin, and he presses firmly against you. You squeeze your eyes tight as he hums again and you let out a surprised squeak as his tongue pokes against your mouth.

He pulls back as the books fall out of your lap onto the floor. Your eyes flick open and you try to look down. He holds you in place and pushes you back against the seat.

“Forget them,” he urges as his hand stretches across your neck, “and open your mouth, doll.”

He leans in once more and you’re plastered against the seat by his weight and the seatbelt. His mouth covers yours again and you let your lips go slack as his tongue delves within. You let out a murmur around him and slap your hand against the suede as his hand moves under your ear, a perfect vee beneath your lobe. He groans as he keeps his tending firm but soft, drawing back with a nibble as he leaves your lips wet.

You sit there, eyes closed, puffing and trembling. He caresses your chin and purrs, “how was it, doll? Everything you expected and more?”

You force your eyes open and look at him, shrinking down as you reach for his arm and try to dislodge his hand, “wow... I...”

He smirks, “been a while since I left a lady breathless.”

“I’m... sorry.”

“Sorry?” He drags his touch along your jawline, “for what?”

“I... was I bad?” You ask.

He once more looms over you and you brace yourself. He kisses your forehead and slowly retracts his arm, “you are too good, doll. If I don’t stop myself...”

You look around, fluttering lashes, shaky hands, and slowly bend forward. You gather up the books and slowly sit back. You stare forward, stunned stupid as the feel of his lips lingers. It wasn’t bad, just new, a little bit scary. Just like his words.

What would happen if he didn’t stop himself? Could you stop him?

🃏

The car rolls through a gate topped with golden points. You peer up at the urban mansion. You’ve never been to this part of town. The towering homes and curated lawns make you feel tiny. More so than usual.

You fumble to undo your seatbelt as Merv opens the door. You slide out ahead of Bucky and he trails after, his hand on your back as he guides you up the stone walk to the front door. He punches in a code into the keypad and lets you in ahead of him.

As you enter, you smell maple and bacon. He stays close to you, directing you with a point over your shoulder. You enter a dining room, the large table only set for two. He takes the books from you and sets them aside on the corner table. You swallow tightly.

“My personal chef should be about done,” he pulls out a chair and looks back at you expectantly.

You scurry up and sit with a thank you. He tucks the chair in under you and takes the chair on the other side of the corner, still close. Before you can settle in, a woman appears with two stemmed glasses. She sets one down before each of you as Bucky nods in fleeting acknowledgement, though his blue eyes only twinkle in your direction.

“Smells good,” you chew your lip nervously and his gaze follows the gesture.

“Nothing but the best, doll,” he winks and sips from his glass.

You do the same, surprised by the bubbliness. There’s a slight tang to the orange juice you don’t expect. He’s still watching you, seemingly amused by the play of emotions on your face.

“What?” You give a brittle giggle.

“You,” he says, “it’s a mimosa...” he leans forward, “still tryna figure out what you like.”

“It’s nice. Sweet,” you look at the glass and take another drink.

“Mm, maybe something strawberry next time,” he suggests.

“Ooo,” you smile but stop yourself as you feel goofy.

You blow out between your lips, trying to expel the tension as his eyes stay stuck to you. His attention is flattering but no less intimidating. You were never one to be in the spot light. You peer around the room, admiring the modern but elegant decor.

“Your house is so nice,” you rub your hands together nervously. “Must be nice living here...”

“Eh, bit empty but not bad,” he says, “lonely.”

“Oh,” you turn back to him.

“Doll,” he pinches the stem of the glass, “I don’t want you to get the wrong idea here. I know I got a reputation, you probably read all about it online. But I’m a changed man... or trying to change.”

You lower your brow in confusion. It’s strange to have anyone, let alone him, explain themselves to you.

“You know, I was with a certain type for a long time but... nothing serious. No one like you.”

Oh, you know. Why would he be with someone like you? You don’t dare to ask the question.

“It’s... okay,” you stammer.

“I don’t know any other way to do this,” he sits back and pushes his hair away from his face, “I’m taking it slow but...” his chest rises and he exhales heavily, “I hope you know how into you I am.”

Your cheeks sting hotly and you can’t help but touch them. You avert your eyes, looking down, then cross your arms across your chest. You look at him and shrug.

“Why?”

He narrows his eyes and brushes his fingers along the trim of his beard. He puckers his lips thoughtfully.

“I didn’t know until I saw you,” he drops his hand, resting it against the table. “I don’t know, you just looked... sweet. A bit lost. But I meant what I said, the skirt was cute. Kinda hoped you’d wear it today.”

“Oh?” You let out apologetically.

“That’s okay, doll, wishful thinking,” he says, “can’t have everything I want at once. I’m learning that.” He sits forward, “you’re teaching me how.”

“I am?”

“Sure you are,” he smirks, “waiting on you, aren’t I?”

“Uh, yeah, I guess,” you twiddle your fingers nervously.

Before it can grow awkward, the same woman returns. She has a tray in her hands, large and spread with serving dishes. She leans it on the table and lays it all out; bacon, sausage, eggs, toast, french toast, waffles, pancakes. Everything you could dream of for a perfect breakfast buffet.

Your stomach grumbles loudly and Bucky tilts his head coyly. Did he hear that? You wait until the woman leaves to reach for your fork and knife, mirroring him as he does the same. He uses the tongs to put some bacon on his plate and offers you some. You take only one, it usually makes your stomach hurt.

“You’ll be waiting on me tomorrow,” he says, as he continues to serve himself. Each time, he adds some to your plate as well.

“I will?”

“Probably a long day for me. You’re gonna have to get into the night shift, doll,” he explains. “Business and all that tripe. I’d rather have you by my side later anyhow. I’m not much of a morning person. Besides, I’ll need something pretty on my arm at the casino.”

“Casino?” You echo.

“Sure thing, doll. I gotta keep a watch over what’s mine,” he insists.

“Right, er...” you look at your plate.

The idea of stepping back into the casino makes your insides jelly. It’s so crowded and bright and busy. And with him, the one person everyone will be watching. At least there are no cameras permitted on the floor.

“Just stick close,” he says, “shouldn’t be hard. I won’t let you get very far.”

He chuckles and you poke at the scrambled eggs. What do you wear? What do you do? Just follow him around like a duckling?

The woman returns, plaintive as she stands in the doorway. You glance over at her but Bucky keeps his attention on his food.

“Thea?” He calls to her.

“Sir, a package,” she declares.

“Ah, yes, bring it in,” he demands and bites into a sausage.

He chews and you opt to turn your focus to the growling in your stomach. You may as well enjoy what you can and you’ve never been shy of a good meal. You pour syrup onto the waffle and dust some icing sugar over it. He’s watching you, you peek up briefly to confirm it. You make your bites small and tidy. You wilt beneath his constant surveillance.

The woman, Thea, returns. Bucky waves her over as she carries a white box. He drops his fork and stands. You hover your cutlery over the plate and watch as he dismisses her with a curt nod.

“Please, enjoy,” he insists as he sets the box on the other side of the array of food.

You stick to your conservative progress, curiously watching him as he pops open the lid of the box. He looks inside and smiles. He goes back to his seat to retrieve his napkin and wipes his hands.

“How do you like them?” He pulls out a shirt, the edges scalloped around the bottom and neck, little purple hearts speckled all over.

“Pajamas?” You wonder aloud.

“Thought they’d be cute,” he smiles and drapes the shirt over the back of the chair in front of them, revealing the matching shorts. “You can take some pictures for me tonight.”

You nearly choke. You tried to forget that picture. Both of them. His and yours. Right then, you can only think of him in the towel.

“I’ll have it packed up with the books for you to take,” he puts the pajamas back in the box and closes the lid. “Let’s finish our food.”

“Uh, okay, thank you,” you stammer.

“Doll, it’s all just beginning,” he sits and reaches for his mimosa, holding it out. You take yours and he clinks your glass. “Here’s to us.”

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total-drama-brainrot · 2 days

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Alenoah AU, where Noah says this in London instead:

Owen: "Why don't you like Al? He's great!"

Noah: "I like Alejandro and I agree that he's great, but I still don't trust the guy."

Owen: "Why?"

Noah: "I have my personal reasons... One of them being that I don't like how he treats you, Owen... So, please be careful from now on..."

Owen: "Okay, Noah... You do have a point."

How would Alejandro react to Noah liking him, but not truly trusting him? 😲

See your first mistake is assuming Noah would ever give up an oppertunity to shit-talk someone. /j

But for real, if Noah did clarify that he doesn't dislike Alejandro but does distrust him, I can't see things playing out too differently from canon - save for Alejandro being a bit less openly hostile towards him post-challenge. Noah would still be eliminated, because having a teammate who distrusts him doesn't align with Alejandro's game plan.

Especially if Noah divulges why he doesn't trust Alejandro. If Noah tries to out the fact that Alejandro isn't as altruistic as he wants to appear, that makes Noah himself a direct threat to Alejandro's plans and schemes. Again, he'd be eliminated as soon as possible.

Regardless of any potential feelings between the two, Alejandro can and would always prioritise the competition over any budding relationship he has with Noah... at least in London. Further on in the competition, if/when the two of them have gotten to know each other better (and when mutual feelings have had time to grow and develop) it's a different story.

It would, however, mean there's a lot less bad blood between the two post series. At least on Alejandro's end. If anything, he'd probably have a smidge of respect for Noah, since he's one of the few people who had caught on to Alejandro's false geniality pre-merge and/or pre-elimination.

Meanwhile Noah would still be justifyably salty that Alejandro got him eliminated, but I imagine he'd pin most of the blame on himself. After all, it was his big mouth that once again dropped him into hot water with his team. Plus, in this scenario, Noah admits that he does like Alejandro, so even considering his elimination I doubt Noah would be too upset with Alejandro himself.

So, in the case of this hypothetical AU, I'd suggest that the main meat of the story here would be post-World Tour, which plays out canonically (or as close to canonically as you'd like). Alejandro gets Drama Machine'd, and Noah - as one of the few people in the cast who doesn't actively hate Alejandro - questions his whereabouts when he fails to show up on the cruise boat the Gen 1 cast are seen on at the beginning of RotI.

He's likely the only person to do so since, barring Heather, Noah's one of the select few who Alejandro didn't royally fuck over. Not directly, at least. And Heather's too preoccupied with the loss of her million to think about Alejandro's wellbeing. And Chris tells him straight; the robot on the cruise ship? Alejandro's chilling in there, healing from the lava burns in almost complete isolation.

Noah is understandably horrified. He's even more horrified when Chris reveals that the Burromuertos signed over custodial rights for Alejandro and disowned him, so Chris is full within his legal rights to keep Alejandro in the Drama Machine for however long he deems fit. Unfortunately, he's also sworn to secrecy about the whole deal; Chris can't have Alejandro's situation reaching the press, it'd be bad for the show's publicity. (Add some legal jargon here, or something about non-disclosure agreements being in the casts' contracts, or whatever.)

But he can't just leave alejandro to suffer in an indefinite mechanical imprisonment. So Noah bargains his way back into his old position as a PA, if only to keep tabs on Alejandro's wellbeing.

Something something you end up with one of those Assistant Noah x Drama Machine Alejandro AUs, which eventually evolves into a "Noah works as an assistant on All-stars" AU, or whatever.

#Noah WOULD cite Alejandro's blatant dislike of Owen as a reason not to trust him though you're right about that.#Probably took this in a whole different direction to what anon intended. My bad.#I really can't see Alejandro keeping Noah around in London unless Noah's somehow stopped from making ANY sort of comment.#Noah calls him an eel? Eliminated. Noah points out his flimsy mask? Eliminated. Noah even hints that Alejandro's untrustworthy? Eliminated.#You can really see where I lost steam on this one.#total drama #td alejandro #td noah #alenoah #others' ideas #replies

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giogio1998 · 1 day

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Just wanted to share my art evolution when it comes to drawing the JLI in the DC bombshell universe:

2017:

Very first time I saw the statues and fell in love with the vintage art style and the careers they had related to their powers so I decided that Bea and Tora could work with food bc hot and cold would make sense. Terrible outfit choices tho but I love the concept and the tattoos.

2018:

BonillaKord shipper from day one I guess LOL, the outfits are much better, love the concept and I’m obsessed with the sunset lighting and the diner set.

Later 2018:

Booster was hired !!! lol, from early on I had the DC themed diner called “Bruce’s diner” and u can tell by the “B” on the French fries holder. Very cute love the uniforms and Ted’s Tattoos

2019:

This is what I thought their statues could look like, it’s very pin up inspired, the hair and outfits are much more fitting to the bombshells universe and I think it’s cute. Before I used to draw on an old IPad using my finger as a pen and this was a very early photoshop art. Love that Bea has Ted’s number on her arm.

2022:

The whole gang is here, wanted to add Bruce as the boss and Martian to the mix, I love drawing Martian as green pets and it has become my thing I guess lol. Love the couples and love booster slacking.

2024:

The newest one, my favorite by far, now everyone has the same uniform and the concept for this is that Batman came in the morning before opening to check on his employees and they snapped a picture instead of getting to work.

That’s all, I really wish they would have made statues or figurines of Bea and Tora I would sell my house to have those, but unfortunately all we got are this illustrations, at least they are cute tho. Hope you enjoy this post 💖

Btw if you want to get the vibes from this post, this is the song that I think of when I look at those drawings 👇🏻

#dc comics #dc #justice league international #jli #beatriz da costa #fire #ted kord #blue beetle #booster gold #tora olafsdotter #guy gardner #green lantern #martian manhunter #bruce wayne #batman #the batman #dc bombshells #dc bombshell #Spotify

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ravennaortiz · 13 hours

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So this request is inspired by the Your Boyfriend's a Bitch HC you did. I chose Rat because we could all use a little more Rat in our lives. You can decide if it is before or after the incident. But let's go with prompts:

10. Shit. There's only one bed.

17. I love you.

23. You are more than a one night stand.

28. You look better in my clothes.

Feel free to mix up the order or add anything you can think of.

First love this request so much 💖! Rat doesn't get enough attention at all and I'm so glad my headcanon could inspire you! Second i cant tell you how many times i restarted this to get them just right lol. You can check out the headcanon here and my OC Charlotte "Charlie" Teller here. Third...this will not be the last we hear of Rat and Charlie :)!

As always my stories are 18+!

Word Length:3k+

The Princess and the Prospect

"Earth to Charlie" called Juice as he snapped his fingers in front of her face. "Don't be rude" snapped Charlie as she smacked his hand away making him laugh. "Careful Juice. Don't get the Princess riled up this early. I'd like to enjoy the party a bit before I have to separate the two of you" warned Halfsack as he glanced over his shoulder at the crowded bar area. "I was just trying to get her refocused on the game so she could continue to kick your ass" replied Juice with a smirk as Halfsack rolled his eyes.

"What caught your eye?" inquired Halfsack as he turned his attention back to Charlie as she relined up for her shot on the pool table. "Nothing. Just bored with my current company" lied Charlie as she took her shot and missed. No way she would say a word to these two about how she thought the guy behind the bar was hot. They would do nothing but embarrass her. "Dammit" she muttered under her breath.

"Harsh way to talk about your best friends" replied Juice as he finished off his beer. Charlie shrugged before grabbing her empty bottle and moving away from the table. "Ill get us another round. Juice can take over" she called over her shoulder before disappearing into the crowd.

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Rat had just got back from grabbing more beer from the back when he turned to the bar to see if anyone needed anything. To his surprise he noted the pretty girl who had came in with Juice and Halfsack earlier was now seated at the bar. She was deep in conversation with Chibs and Tig so he took a moment to really look her over while he waited for a pause in conversation.

She had dark chestnut hair with hints of blonde highlight that was pinned to the top of her head with loose pieces framing her face. Her hazel eyes shown in the light from the bar and her smile was radiant. The lowcut blacktop that she wore showed a hint of a sternum tattoo that he couldn't quiet make out. As his eyes travelled over her his heart sank a bit when he noted the tattoo on her left forearm of a crow with a crown. Figures she is someones Old Lady. He thought to himself as he tried not to let the disappointment show as she turned to him.

"Hi! Could I get three beers please" requested Charlie as she smiled at the shaggy haired guy behind the bar. He is even hotter up close she thought to herself. The short sleeved flannel showed off his arms and the warmth in his chocolate eyes was not lost on her.

Rat nodded unable to get any words to come out the moment her eyes had landed on him. Swallowing hard he grabbed three bottles quickly from the fridge and popped the tops before handing them over. He jumped slightly when their fingers touched and he swore he saw the hint of a smirk before she turned away heading back to the pool table. He couldn't help but watch the sway of her hips as she walked away.

A cough drew his attention away from the girl and to the Vice President of the charter. "Hate to interrupt your viewing of that Lass's ass but I'm out of Jameson Laddie" stated Chibs as he moved his glass towards him before turning to Tig with a look. This wouldn't be the first time a Prospect had been distracted by the Princess.

"I'll get right on that" stated Rat his face hot with embarrassment for getting caught looking. His sponsor Jax had been very clear to be focused and not get caught up in the women, drugs and booze that flowed in and out of the clubhouse.

"I would clear your head of any thoughts you were having about her" stated Tig with a laugh. The Princess would chew him up before he knew what hit him he thought.

"Yeah, I saw the tattoo. Whose Old Lady is she? Juice or Half-Sacks?" replied Rat as he handed over the glass of whiskey to Chibs. He figured it couldn't hurt to ask and learn a bit about her. What he didn't expect was both men to start laughing.

"She is no ones Old Lady. Figured with the way you were eyeing her you would have looked a bit harder" replied Chibs as he shook his head. "That is SAMCRO's Princess and the boys are her best friends and Princess Guard. Little sister to your sponsor and President. Also very much off limits"

Rat nodded as he glanced back over only to catch her watching him. He smiled as she whipped around clearly realizing she had been caught.

***

"Really?" stated Half-Sack laughing as he caught site of what had transpired between Charlie and the new prospect. "Shut up" muttered Charlie as she felt her cheeks heat up as she glared at him.

"What did I miss?" inquired Juice as he looked between his two best friends. After staring each other down for a couple minutes Half-Sack spoke. "Princess Charlie has the hots for Rat" .

"Ooooo The Princess and The Prospect sitting " started to sing Juice loudly before Charlie launched herself at him covering his mouth with her hands. "Assholes. Both of you" she grumbled trying not to smile as they laughed. "Don't lick me you sicko" she snapped as she yanked her hand away from Juices tongue assault. "Well don't cover my mouth, you know I have anxiety about being contained" replied Juice trying to sound sad but failing as he started laughing.

A few days later

"Favorite big brother" called Charlie as she stepped into the Chapel. "What do you want now " chuckled Jax as he grinned at her. "I need to go to the art shop in Lodi to pick up my order. Can you cut Juice and Half early?" questioned Charlie as she shot him a big smile. "One of those rare times I gotta say no but" started Jax as he watched her face fall. "You can take the Prospect".

"Rat? Okay that works" replied Charlie making Tig and Chibs chuckle. "Don't get my prospect in trouble" joked Jax as Charlie rolled her eyes before turning to walk off. "Don't think I haven't seen the looks, smiles and heard the rumors that someone has a crush". called Jax as the men watched her walk off flipping him the bird.

Rat was under a car in the garage when he heard the click of heels on the cement. Followed by a nudge to his leg. “Just a sec” he called as he finished screwing in the last bolt. “You know you shouldn’t keep SAMCRO’s Princess waiting” called Charlie as she leaned against the car with a smirk. Rat laughed before wheeling himself out from under the car even though his heart was beating rapidly. “My apologies. I did not realize it was royalty talking to a low specimen such as myself” he replied as he looked up at her with a smile. Charlie couldn’t help but grin and look away shaking her head. The two had developed a banter that held just the lightest bit of flirtation to not get them in trouble. “Well lowly specimen my brother upgraded you to Princess duty. You get the pleasure of driving me into Lodi so I can pick up my art supply order”

“Not sure I’m quite qualified yet” laughed Rat as he stood up off the ground brushing dirt off his coveralls. “Don’t worry I can protect us if it gets hairy” joked Charlie as she patted the pocket of her sundress. “Jesus, can you imagine the hazing if we run into trouble and you pull a gun out of your dress and shoot the bad guys and I don’t” laughed Rat as he shook his head while she shrugged. “Let me get cleaned up and I’ll meet you at the van Princess Charlie” stated Rat as he shot her a mischievous grin. “Charlie. That is my literal name” replied Charlie making a face at him. “Technically it is Charlotte actually” replied Rat dodging her as she moved to smack his arm. “Hurry up George” taunted Charlie as she crossed her arms. “Low blow” called Rat over his shoulder as he made his way to the clubhouse.

***

“Last time I checked” started Juice as he pretended to look at a watch on his wrist. “It doesn’t take almost a whole day to go to Lodi and back”.“I agree Juice normally a three hour round trip type of thing. Seems like secret relationship stuff is happening” nodded Half-Sack as they sat at the bar later that night while Rat tended to it for the club party.

“We stopped for lunch and then she gave me a tour of her art gallery when we got back. I’m also sure she can do way better than a Prospect in her brothers MC. Not to mention I don’t think she’s interested” replied Rat as he got them fresh beers as he shook his head. “We know. I have trackers on both your phones. Just wanted to see if you would squirm under pressure” replied Juice as he and Half laughed. “Also don’t sell yourself short. Besides I’m pretty sure she’s interested, watch this” stated Half-Sack as he motioned to one of the ever present crow eaters.

“Need some company for the night?” inquired the crow eater as she flashed a smile at Half. “Not me but my friend here could use some” replied Half-Sack as he nodded to Rat. “Absolutely not” stated the crow eater firmly as her eyes widened and she stepped back from the bar making Rat frown. “Why not?” inquired Juice as he laughed. “I don’t want smoke with The Princess. Not even Ima would be willing to risk it.” Replied the Crow Eater as her eyes darted over to where Charlie sat next to Chibs on the other side of the clubhouse before waving at her and walking away from the abr.

“See” stated Half as he looked at Rat. “We also can confirm she might have a crush on ya man” added Juice as he glanced over his shoulder and shot a smirk at Charlie. “Why are you two telling me this?” questioned Rat confused at the turn of events. Both guys looked at each other before shrugging. “Charlie deserves to be happy” replied Juice. “And we are tired of seeing her get her heart broke by guys who don’t get club life” added Half-Sack.

“Careful Lassie. Big brother catches you two looking at each other like that and you can say bye bye to the kid” laughed Chibs as he nudged Charlie. “Just friends looking at each other nothing more” replied Charlie as she broke eye contact with Rat. “I was not born yesterday Lassie. Besides I’ve never seen you look at dumb or dumber over there like that” rebuttled Chibs as he tipped his beer towards Juice and Half-Sack. Charlie sipped her beer as she had no good response to that. “Don’t worry your little crush is safe with me. Those two though probably not” laughed Chibs as he caught the smirks on Juice and Half-Sacks face as they made their way to them.

“What did you two do?” demanded Charlie as they sat across from her smiling. “Us? Nothing” replied Juice as he held his hands up in front of him and gave her an innocent look. “True. Juice is the one who gave Rat your address and said he should join us for game night this Saturday. “offered Half. Charlie just stared open mouthed at them. Unable to decide if she should be angry or thankful. “You are welcome” stated Juice after a couple minutes of silence that was occasionally broken by Chibs as he tried to hold in his laughter. “Don’t throw me under the bus. I can do that myself” joked Juice as he punched Half in the arm. “Besides Half is the one who told him to plan to stay the night”.

“Why…. Would you do that?” demanded Charlie as she hid her face In her hands as she laughed. “Thought it be funny. Especially when he realizes you live on your own. Cause he definitely is under the impression we all live together” replied HalfSack as he laughed. “I truly can’t decide if you two are good friends or not” replied Charlie as she laughed. “Umm we are for sure the best” stated Juice looking offended.

Game Night

All the nervousness and insecurities instantly left Charlies mind and body when she heard Rats laughter as he stood in her living room. “Well I’m down to stay and game if you’re cool to have me. I don’t want to you uncomfortable in your own home” replied Rat as he smiled at her reassuringly. “I don’t mind! I suck at Call of Duty so I’m sure they will be glad to have someone who knows what the hell they are doing” replied Charlie ecstatically. “I’ll order us pizza and grab us some beer if you wanna hop on” she added as she waved towards the couch. “Sounds good. You want some help?” offered Rat as he moved to follow her to the kitchen. “No you are good” replied Charlie as she smiled at him over her shoulder.

Hours later the two were chatting both slightly buzzed as a random show played on the tv in the back ground. “I think it is time for bed” laughed Rat as he watched Charlie shut her eyes and snap herself back awake for the third time. “Maybe” replied Charlie as she laughed softly. Feeling bold she reached her hand out to his knee. “Couch or bed?”

Rat swallowed hard his eyes locked on her hand on his knee. It felt like she was shooting electricity though his body with her touch. Shit. He thought to himself. Only one bed and its hers. Meeting her gaze he saw her biting her bite her lower lip. “Where do you want me to sleep?” he asked quietly as he licked his lower lip. “My bed” replied Charlie as she got up holding her hand out to him.

The two lay lazily kissing in Charlies bed. Rats hands skimmed her uncovered abdomen as he hovered over her sucking at her neck. “Wait” murmured Charlie as she pushed against his chest slightly. “I’m sorry that was to forward” apologized Rat as he moved off her instantly. Kicking himself for getting ahead like that. “You were fine.” Replied Charlie as she sat up shaking her head. “I just… don’t want to be a one night stand for you… I … ummmm I want a relationship. I realize that is a lot to ask but I just have to know before this goes farther.” Rat cupped her face gently. “You could never be just a one night stand for me” he soothed. “If you want a relationship I can do that. I have no problem giving up the top rocker if I can have you instead”. Charlies eyes searched his looking for hidden deceit. “ill talk to Jax. I’m sure he would change the rules for me” replied Charlie before leaning forward to kiss Rat.

Next Morning

Rat frowned as he woke up seeing the empty bed next to him. The smell of coffee in the air had him pulling his boxers on and making his way out of the bedroom. As he turned into the kitchen he nearly dropped dead at the sight of Charlie. She had on only a pair of black lace panties on and his blue flannel shirt hanging off her shoulders. “Hey” greeted Charlie as she sent him a smirk. “Like what you see?”.

“Yeah I do” laughed Rat as he made his way to her pulling her body flush against his as he kissed her. “You look way better in my clothes than I do. I’m a bit jealous”. Charlie moaned as his hands slipped down her sides and cupped her ass lifting her up onto the counter. She shuddered as she felt his fingers slip inside her panties as his lips moved to her neck.

Later that day

“Jax you wanted to see me?” called Rat as he stood in the doorway to chapel where the club met. “Have a seat” stated Jax as he motioned to a chair next to him. Once Rat was seated he stared at him unspeaking for a few minutes. “Charlie had a request that involved you. I am inclined to entertain her but only if you are serious about my sister. She told me you mentioned giving up patching in if you could have her. That true?”

“I would very much rather have a relationship with your sister than my top rocker.” Replied Rat meeting Jax’s gaze. Jax nodded. “What if you can have both?” he inquired.

“If you would allow it. If not than Charlie is all I need and want.” Replied Rat with a firm nod. “That is good enough for me. Just know dating your sponsor and Presidents sister means you have to work a lot harder and can’t be fucking around on her on runs. I won’t lie for you if you cheat and shit” stated Jax firmly.

Months later

Rat had his teeth gritted as he served drinks from behind the bar. Still being a prospect he was limited on what he could do to a patched member, let alone the VP of another visiting charter. "You have my permission to handle that" stated Jax as he came around the bar, having heard what was happening. Rat nodded his head in appreciation before yanking the guy over the bar top. There were perks to dating the sister of the mother charters President. “I’m SAMCROS Princesses bitch as boyfriend” growled Rat as he slammed his fist into the other mans jaw.

“I love you” stated Charlie later as she cleaned his knuckles in one of the dorm bathrooms. “Thank you for defending me”. Rat was at a loss of words for a moment his mouth hanging open as he stared at the woman he adored. “I love you too. Always Charlie” he murmured as he tilted her chin up to meet his gaze before kissing her.

The End.

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jav-uni · 1 day

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I think that anon meant to say it was that during this shitshow Team PR blogs besides being very vocal about this being PR from the start, because of their sources, experience, etc., have used their blogs as a platform to back everything they have said with a lot of resources, like immigration docs, and even PR articles for people to be informed and to make their own conclusions to why this is PR. Even @acircleofstars pinned a really good post about why this is PR and it's backed with a lot of articles, even one about PR marriages. And no matter how much information they post to prove that they are right, some people don’t see that, don’t read it, and prefer to believe unfunded posts from other blogs. ///

Same anon, oh yeah I definitely understand this as well.

I’ve seen @acircleofstars @captregina @mid-westmonster3 and others pin post or explain things in freaking details only to get MULTIPLE anons asking the SAME DAMN thing you all literally just answered. Like I know y’all tired, because shit I am. 😂

But just wait, once this ends, and you all are proven right and if you all choose to share additional things, these team real lurkers and those who doubted are going to be blowing the hell out of your inboxes and I say just block away. 😈

The past weekend alone gives you all every right to put your foot up team real’s asses, all the harassment, stalking, sending death threats, etc wasn’t neeeded. If they believe this shit is real, then why the fuck they stay on y’all blogs. I’m sick of people throwing stones and wanting to hide their hands, team real can kick rocks indefinitely.

Yeah! @captregina, @mid-westmonster3, and @acircleofstars have done a great job, and I have to add @rogersstorm2005 and @blea74 as well ❤️. Bravo my darlings.

The past weekend was crazy and the mods I mentioned fought back and debunked with receipts their lies, and the pictures helped a lot too. I did my part yesterday answering anons too. Really good ones😉. I also received some trolls too, and all of them are blocked.

The death threats, harassment, etc. in my eyes are proof that they don't know shit, so the only thing they do is troll when they call them out.

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queerstudiesnatural · 9 months

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📚 masterpost of my fics and ficlets 📚

fics - ao3

Nothing Above Us And Nothing Below - deanbenny, 3.1k words

Violet - jocassie, 4.5k words

God is (not) at your local Gas N’ Sip - a short Steve!Cas study, 722 words

Thank You - destiel horny grace healing momence, 1.5k words

I found my way living in you - destiel (cas comes back), 3k words

ficlets - tumblr

Destiel kiss on the cheek

Friendsnatural

Gardener Dean

Destiel hair salon divorce arc

Dean & Bela

Bufus

CasMickDeanKetch love/hate rectangle? You better believe it

Endverse Destiel

Sam and Cas say I love you

Cas post Empty amnesia

“Why do you love me?”

Sam gets angry with Cas (+ ficlet by @faillen)

Sometimes Castiel lets himself hope

tiny scenes and vague ideas (some if these are just short ideas not really written out)

Dean comes out randomly

Destiel anniversary angsty kisses in bed

Longest kiss buildup since 2007 Persuasion

Sewing up Cas’ trenchcoat

Emma and Dean in purgatory

Womennatural

Alternate ending (beachnatural)

Horny grace healing

Destiel first kiss

Midam

boy besties

Cas wondering if he’s attractive

Musicnatural

Annamary

Evil dungeon scene rewrite

#rain posts #rain.writing #masterposts #this is just so i can add it to my pinned

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honeypleasejustkillme · 1 year

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hi :) for anyone new to my blog that doesn’t understand bpd and needs insight, i’m happy to explain..

so bpd is short for borderline personality disorder, a personality disorder that can cause unstable moods, behavior, and relationships. also known as (i say this because they did change it in the dsm-5 but no one in the community really likes it, some do but most prefer to use bpd since it’s well known) emotional unstable personality disorder (eupd) and emotional intensity disorder (eid). the symptoms on google are pretty simple sounding but they definitely aren’t irl.

google describes them as ‘emotional instability, feelings of worthlessness, insecurity, impulsivity, and impaired social relationships’ but it’s a lot more than that.

bpd can also cause feeling very worried about people abandoning you, (and trying very hard to stop that from happening), having intense emotions that last from a few hours to a few days and can change quickly (such as feeling very happy and confident to suddenly feeling low and sad), feeling insecure about who you are, with your sense of self changing significantly depending on who you're with (“mirroring”), finding it really hard to make and keep stable relationships, and often viewing relationships as completely perfect or completely bad (black and white thinking, also known as “splitting” in the community), feeling empty a lot of the time, acting impulsively and doing things that could harm you, such as binge eating/eds, using drugs and alcohol, or driving dangerously, using self-harm to manage your feelings or feeling suicidal, feeling intense anger (which can be difficult to control), experiencing paranoia or dissociation in moments of extreme stress.. the list goes on…

but it’s basically like you feel like your running around in your own head to trying to find the right mask, expression, clothing, mannerisms to live up to some expectation of that role in your life whether it be a parent, sibling, friend, child,, but then when alone feeling like a faceless monster. just waiting for a cue from something to tell you what you are supposed to be at that moment… it’s a very complex disorder.

i’m so sorry this is so long but i truly love teaching people about my disorder and infodumping all of my knowledge onto people.. i hope you guys don’t mind :)

#bpd awareness #spreading my infodumping ablilites onto others about bpd :))#actually bpd #bpd problems #bpd vent #actually borderline #actually mentally ill #bpd fp #bpd #bpd shitposting #bpd favorite person #bpd mood #i just know i got a dm asking to explain and i think google is well known for stigmatizing bpd so it’s best if you hear it from someone who #is diagnosed rather than ableist google articles #i’m gonna add this post as a link in my pinned just so people can see before they follow :))

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cutie-lumi · 13 days

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ATTENTION BOOBA ENJOYERS!!!

i made an account to post BOOBA! it's @lumi-cherries

feel free to send me asks about femstars boobas and things like that! i'll be posting more suggestive content there as well, so if ur over 18 and wanna see some BOOBA art then follow me there😌💖 thats it thank u for ur attention

#u can also send me requests there as well #it might take me some time to work on them since i'm quite busy #I'LL DO MY BEST OKAY!!!!#also i'll prolly delete this next week and make a pinned post or add it to my bio idk #i wanna keep this acc sfw so IM SO SORRY TO EVERYONE THAT SENT ME SPICY ASKS THAT COULDN'T REPLY TO 😭😭😭#im sorry i dont want this acc to be nuked so im playing it safe #hence me making a whole new account just in case #thats it i think

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actual-changeling · 4 months

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Look, I love a good discussion about a topic, it can be fun, it makes you think and reconsider your opinions, it's a good mental exercise in general, and I enjoy it.

But sometimes everyone has their point of view and that's fine. Unless it is a moral issue, triggering to me, or squicking me out too much, I don't mind seeing it! I can agree to disagree. and I will gladly do so.

You have your hill to die on, I have mine, and we can both meet on other hills that we both like or just wave at each other from afar. I genuinely do not care.

I follow people that talk about fandoms I didn't even know existed (I still have not figured out what exactly taskmaster is but it looks like y'all are having a fun time) or that hold opposing opinions, and I still like seeing them on my dash. If someone would rather block/soft block me or otherwise prevent themselves from seeing me, that's fine, protect your peace, curate your blog.

What I DON'T like, however, is people being assholes or starting discussions on posts that are headcanons, ficlets, or anything that isn't meta/speculation/theories.

What I don't like is getting anons pressuring me to 'prove' something; you're not my inorganic chemistry prof, I don't need to show you proof for shit.

What I don't like is passive aggressive vague-posting or openly bashing people, keep that in private circles and DMs.

If I ever come across as angry/upset/too intense, 90% of the time it's simply me being autistic, shit at tone, and passionate about a topic—and you're always welcome to tell me if I am making you uncomfortable/you don't want me adding to your posts/to asks how I meant something/etc.

Thanks.

#alex yells at the void #good omens #good omens season 2 #good omens fandom #ineffable husbands #gonna put a link to this in my pinned post so I dont have to repeat myself #genuinely you can tell me to knock off smth and i will! i try to gauge if x post is one i can add to or not #and sometimes i miss the mark and you can just. tell me. and i will delete my addition #dms or anon or asks send me a messenger pigeon whatever floats your boat

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r0semultiverse · 1 month

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Qrow’s Semblance is Fortune! 🐦‍⬛

I talked about this briefly before, having speculated that Clover’s pin carries on his good luck after death or that Qrow has just done a lot of training mentally and/or physically. @benevolentslut had some amazing additions as well & I want to sum up this theory for you as best as I can as we reached similar conclusions even before I had read her reblog.

Qrow has only been in the negative all his life, mentally and emotionally.

This man has had barely any positivity in his life.

"His whole life he's been the epitome of cynicism and pessimism." - @benevolentslut

Qrow grew up under constant stress & threat of those around him.

Needless to say, but I don't think he could trust anyone he grew up around except maybe Raven.

Then he has to constantly worry about being found out by the other huntsmen! Also growing up with the threat of huntsmen and Grimm the entire time!

Then Oz drops the whole Salem problem on him & I'm sure that didn't help his mental health in the slightest!

"His sister leaves him and their team, and then summer disappears." - @benevolentslut Yeahhhh he is losing everyone close to him in one way or another! That cannot be a fun experience!

This look like the face of a guy that's doing okay?

I'm just going to copy paste this here as I hadn't noticed it & it feels worth noting that the intensity of his misfortune seems to increase with the increasing mental strain.

While we don't know for sure that all of these things are a byproduct of Qrow's misfortune semblance, it certainly isn't out of the realm of possibility. Notice the worsening of his mental health resulting in potentially more disastrous outcomes. 😰

"we see him blaming himself constantly for everything that goes wrong, and it only causes that to become more true." - @benevolentslut

She lists a lot more examples of where Qrow's semblance has potentially worked this way in the original post. Clover comes along & starts lifting him up, giving him actual hope. He now has a little seed of hope planted in him. 🍀

Wow, Qrow is doing so good for himself lately! I sure hope nothing-

Oh... oh no. From his perspective Ruby & Yang could literally be dead. He is stricken with grief as he watches it all unfold & probably sunk back down into a negative spot mentally. He may even blame himself in some way.

When you're this low, there's a saying that goes "nowhere to go but up."

I firmly believe that Qrow would see things that way, especially after reaching his lowest point. He can only do his best to help those around him. Though he's the most alone he's ever been, he's becoming a part of a new community where people help one another. In that sense, it's impossible to be alone. In spite of it all, he slowly finds his mental health improving! Ruby's message to the world is bringing people together! 🌹

"and we see him take up clover's role, both in terms of how he's helping out around shade, and more literally, in the unmissable parallel where he catches the guy who trips." - @benevolentslut

Ruby & Clover have both filled him with hope & he's more optimistic than he's ever been, which results in bursts good fortune! ✨

There's also already a premise for shifts in mental health and trauma resulting in semblance evolution.

Cinder betrayed Neo & so she winds up in the Ever After & through her form changes is showing us that she now has negative feelings towards Cinder.

She's so upset that her semblance starts to make multiple clones of her which it has never been able to do before. Her Overactive Imagination semblance has evolved due to the state of her mental health.

Her semblance begins to evolve so much to where she can create entire architectural structures and buildings out of it!

She can even use it to talk through the people she recreates, something she's not physically capable of herself.

While we do have to take into account that the Ever After plays by rules that are a little bit different at times; this absolutely confirms that semblances, much like people, can change & grow! 💪

My conclusion: Volume 10 & beyond will show Qrow's personal semblance evolution as he finds out that his power is actually Fortune itself & the ability to control it, good and the bad.

#oh god I have to compress the gifs so much because of tumblr's gif size limit 😩#thank you for the theory fuel & the supporting points you gave!#maybe I'll do a youtube video on this topic when I come off of my semi-hiatus #wow I told myself I'd keep it brief but here we are; I'm procrastinating packing my bags & making rwby theories #I just think Qrow is a very fascinating character & if we are right about this; he will be an important player in volume 10 & onward #imagine having a guy who can manipulate fortunate on your team; that's actually so powerful as an ability if he can master it #It's not so much that the Clover ebi pin is good luck; but that Qrow himself is becoming a beacon of good fortune #Fair Game lives on in his heart & the hope he's been given even if Clover isn't here to see it #please let me know what you think in the replies; reblogs; whatever; if you have anything to add I'd love to hear all about it!#rwby theory #rwby volume 10 #rwby volume 9 #fair game #qrow x clover #rwby #qrow branwen #greenlight volume 10 #mine #op

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