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gilverrwrites · 2 days

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Best friends to lovers, but it's Dick Grayson.

≈1.3K words, CWs: F!Reader, cunnilingus, dirty talk. Pet-names: Princess, baby girl, pretty girl. Rating: 18+ MINOR DNI

Your best friend Dick Grayson has no boundaries.

He helps himself to your food, swapping and changing dumplings for noodles, carrots for celery, dips his fries in your milkshake, without even asking.

He leaves his dirty clothes in your washing hamper, ‘borrows’ your lotions, and leaves his streaming services logged in on all your devices. In the winter he puts his cold hands under your shirt, stealing your warmth, and laughs when you flinch. “But you’re so hot!” He whines, hugging you tighter, “Let me hold you a while longer, please.”

In the summer he struts around your apartment, shirtless and sheening with sweat, eating your ice cream, pumping up the AC so he and Haley can chill out post-run. Not that you mind, it’s just that ‘oh, no, he’s my best friend’ is a hard sell when you bring dates home.

At random hours of the early morning, he wakes you up by crawling into bed with you, clings to the over-sized shirt you're sleeping in that is clearly his and makes fun of your tattered old underwear. “They’re comfy!” “They’re… something...” He trails off, all dreamy and quiet, refusing to expand before falling asleep, and is gone by the time you wake up.

Your best friend Dick Grayson brings you gifts from all over the world. Chocolates from that one mom-and-pop you once mentioned in Keystone, jewellery, and perfume he probably paid way too much for from market vendors in cities like Paris and Istanbul, risqué pieces of underwear from Milan.

On late nights, he rests his head on your tummy, settled between your thighs as you watch your favourite film series for the nth time, smiling to himself as you babble on about your favourite scenes, about facts he already knows because you already told him, but he wants to hear you say it again anyway. When you start falling asleep on the couch, he lifts you, bridal style with ease, and carries you to the bedroom. “Come on then princess, let’s get you to bed.” “I can do it myself.” “You can’t even keep your eyes open, let me.”

He brushes stray pieces of hair out of your face when you’re too engrossed in something to do it yourself, when your hands are too full to reach, or when he wants to get a better look at you, just because he loves looking at your face.

“Um, what are you doing?” He nonchalantly hooks his finger into the waistband of your trousers, disappointed when he gets a not-too-subtle peek at neither your endearing threadbare usuals, nor the lacey Italian ones he’d bought for you.

Your best friend Dick Grayson flirts with you blatant and publicly;

“The red or the blue?” “Neither.” “I have to wear something!” “I’d love to see you wearing nothing.” “Wear the blue, always the blue.” Jason would never let it go otherwise. “What do you want?” “You.” “I meant to eat.” “Same answer.” “I could never be you.” “What? Why?” “Must be tiring, being that cute.”

He texts you when you’re not together. “Good morning pretty girl” “saw this and thought of you.” “What are you wearing?”

One day you text back a picture, a mirror selfie from behind, your skirt hiked up, showing off the tiny navy-blue thong and he doesn’t text back. You worry that you’ve taken it too far, overstepped a line.

Until your best friend Dick Grayson is waiting for you when you arrive home, sporting a nasty black eye and a smile the size of titan tower. In actuality, that image was exactly what he’d been hoping for every time he messaged. That image had been ingrained in his mind since you sent it, and it was one thousand times better than he’d imagined. That image was his hook, time to reel you in.

“Sorry I didn’t text back, I was speechless. No really, I got this” he points to the purple bruise forming around his eye “because I was distracted, thinking about you.”

“It’s cool, you didn’t have to say anything.” You lie. “Not like you haven’t seen it all before.”

“Can I see it again?”

In the middle of your cramped kitchen, your best friend Dick Grayson lifts your skirt above your waist and drops to his knees, brazenly eying your folds. On request, you take the skirt from his hands, holding it up, exposing yourself as you do a little twirl for him, letting him see the full picture.

When he lands a playful smack on your ass-cheek he grins, thrilled by the playfully petulant look you fire at him over your shoulder. When he runs a finger over your clothed slit, he’s even more delighted by the way your body shivers, by the hint of wetness he can feel seeping through the thin piece of fabric.

You don’t stop him when he hooks a finger in the crotch, pulling the obstructing lace to the side, or when he runs his fingers through your now exposed lips. Deft fingers tease you, ghosting over your clit with no real fiction, making your pussy clench around nothing.

“Want something?” The sight of him at your feet, watching you through defiant eyes has you weak.

“Yes, touch me.” The sight of you, spread and writhing has him near feral, but he wants something more.

“I’m already touching you, Princess.” He laughs, his warm breath against your slick tingles. If his breath is enough to make you quiver, he can’t wait to find out what his tongue will do to you. “Ask for something else. Nicely.”

You’re not sure exactly what he wants you to say, so you stammer the first words that come to mind; “Please Dick, stop teasing. Just do whatever you want to do, I want it too.”

It’s enough.

Your best friend Dick Grayson lifts you by your knees, setting you on the counter and securing your thighs over his shoulders as he descends on your folds. He’s messy and desperate, unable to get enough of your sweetness, darting his tongue in every direction until he finds the select few motions that have your fingers curling in his hair, have you panting his name between loose lips.

When you start to roll your hips, using his mouth for your own pleasure he can’t help but moan, the reverb sending further vibrations through your body that has your toes curling. He’s rock hard, itching to palm his cock, to grind it against the closest surface, but that’s an afterthought. He won’t get off until he’s lapped up your climax at least once.

“Are you gonna cum for me?” His words are slurred, muffled between your legs, unwilling to pull away long enough to get his words out cohesively. “I want you to cum all over my face, okay baby girl?”

If he wasn’t already salivating against you, Dick’s mouth would water at the sight of you. Your body begins to jerk, your back arching, head thrown back as your orgasm hits you, his firm hands tighten around your legs, locking your lower body in place until all your tension is gone, and his face is soaked with your fluids.

As you come down from your high, he savours the flavour, occasionally licking up stray droplets from your skin. He admires the way you look, head lolled to the side, eyes static under heavy lids, jaw slack, until it’s too much, until he needs to see you high on his doing once more. Without warning he lifts you. The collar of his shirt is damp, his cheeks are flushed, his hair a mess.

“Let’s get you somewhere more comfortable for round two.” Your best friend Dick Grayson says as he cradles your body in his arms.

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raya-hunter01 · 1 day

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Not My Sister's Keeper Pt. 4

Roman X OC(Kara)

Jey Uso X OC (Tia)

Rating: 18+

Warning: Smut; sex, fluff, couple arguing, Jealousy, infidelity, pregnancy

Roamn’s wife recently left medical school and returned home to save her marriage. Upon her return, she finds out things are not what they seem. Her sister is pregnant by her best friend Jey Uso, who is also Roman’s cousin, and her husband is acting suspicious.

What happens when a conversation overhead on a baby monitor blows her world apart?

Jey’s House

Kara’s POV

“Home sweet home,” Jey said putting my bags in the corner of his spare room as I sat down on the bed in a daze.

“Do you need anything?” Jey asked as I sighed. “I need none of this to have happened, Jey,” I said as Jey sat beside me.

“I know, but this is the card you’re being dealt, and you got to figure it out.”

“All I can think about is all the times we spent on that bus, and they had sex there,” I whispered trying not to cry. “She did it on purpose and he fell for it.”

“What is your sister’s deal?” Jey asked as I shrugged my shoulders. “We never really got along. I kept to myself, and she was the outgoing one,” I said really trying to pinpoint where the hatred came from.

“Did Roman take responsibly for his actions,” Jey asked as I shook my head. “He begged, said he was sorry, but I don’t think he truly knows how bad he hurt me.”

“Well, are you going to forgive him or is this it?” Jey asked as I looked at him like he was crazy.

“Jey, he slept with my sister and had a baby with her. It’s over,” I said as Jey seemed relieved with my answer.

“Just checking to see where your heads at beautiful.”

“I outta fuck somebody’s brains out on the bus and have him find us. That would hit his ass where it hurts,” I rambled as Jey took my hand in his.

“Aye, are you serious?” he asked as I shook my head.

“No, I’m just angry and rambling,” I said, standing up and pacing as Jey stopped me.

“If you were serious, you know I would help you. You know that right,” he said as I nodded.

“I know but I don’t know about crossing that line, I don’t want to hurt our friendship. I would never forgive myself,” I said truthfully.

“When I’m 38 and your 36,” Jey whispered as I smiled at the memory.

“Jey we were kids then,” I said remembering the pack we made when we were 22 and 24. “We didn’t know shit,” I said as he chuckled.

“I knew I wanted you,” Jey said as I blushed. “Yea, but you weren’t ready then. You were trying to find your way in the world, then wrestling came along. You had alot to figure out.”

“If I would have been ready then, could I have, had you?” he asked as I contemplated his question.

“Yea, you could have,” I answered honestly as Jey nodded.

“Well now it’s the opposite, I’m ready and you’re not,” Jey said as I shrugged my shoulders laying back on the bed as Jey lay beside me.

“Guess that is how it happens sometimes,” I whispered as he kissed my hand.

“Lucky for us both I do know what I want, and I’m willing to wait until you’re ready,” Jey said leaning over, wiping my tears.

“You want me to stay wit you?” he asked as I nodded settling into his arms.

I couldn’t sleep but I felt content in his arms, I felt safe.

I didn’t have to pretend to be ok, I could be me and right now I wasn’t ok…

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Pensacola General Hospital

Roman’s POV

The stares….The judgmental stares from Kara and Tia’s parents as I held my daughter didn’t bother me. All I carried about was this beautiful little girl in my arms.

“She looks like you, Roman,” Tia said as I nodded entranced with my baby girl.

“Yea, just like my baby pictures,” I said caressing her little face.

“Don’t you want to see that little face every day. Roman we could be a family, nothing is stopping us now,” Tia whispered as her dad got up and walked to the door before turning to look at us.

“Rebecca, I ain’t partaking in this bullshit, If I stay in here a minute longer I’mma kill him,” he said before slamming the door as Tia’s mom just stared at her.

“I wanna say I can’t believe you…But I know you,” she said as Tia sat up in bed avoiding her gaze.

“Mama, we didn’t mean for it to happen, it just did,” she said as I frowned at her remembering the first night she came to me…. How she took control, how she said she didn’t mind being Kara for me.

“Tia, you can fool people some of the time, but you can’t fool your mama none of the time. I gave birth to you, and I know what I raised,” her mother said as Tia frowned.

“What you trying to say mama?”

“You did all this on purpose to hurt your sister, and I just wish I knew why,” Rebecca said getting up grabbing her purse before turning her attention to me.

“Mama, I’m so sorry, I know you must hate me,” I whispered as she sighed.

“Son, I pity you, because you’re gon’ reap what you sow. It may come today or years from now, but you’re gonna reap.”

I couldn’t look at her, I already was reaping. Kara is probably done with me; Jey is trying to take her from me, and I’m stuck raising my daughter with a woman I don’t even love.

“I’m gonna make up to K-”

“What! I just had your baby and you still talking about her!” Tia screamed as Logan shifted in my arms with a small cry.

“Shh, daddy’s got you,” I whispered as Logan instantly calmed down.

“Why are you yelling, and that baby is trying to sleep? You knew that man was married to your sister, loved your sister, and you still chased him.”

“You just have to keep telling me he loves her, and I’m destined for a life of hell since you found out Logan is his. Do you even love me? All I’m hearing about is Kara…Kara-”

“Tia, I love you both…I love all of my children the same. That little manipulation shit may work on your dad sometimes, but not me. It ain’t never been favoritism ever in this family, we loved all three of you the same.

“Mama, I get it,” Tia said as Rebecca walked over and grasped her chin, making Tia look at her.

“You may not like it, but as your mother it’s my job to tell you when you wrong. Tia you dead wrong for what you did and you’re going to reap most of all,” she said as Tia snatched away from her.

“Just leave mama.”

“I’ll be by in the morning, since you said they are releasing you sometime tomorrow evening,” Rebecca said turning to leave again as Tia wiped her tears, before snatching Logan from my arms as she began to fuss.

“Give me my baby, I don’t need none of ya’ll,” she hissed as Logan became antsy and began to wail.

“You scared her,” I said as Tia tried to comfort her, but it wasn’t working…. “Hell, did Logan even like her mama?

“Tia give Roman the baby back, she’s picking up on your energy and your scaring her,” Rebecca said as Tia tried to rock Logan in her arms but she just kept crying louder.

“Fine… Take her,” Tia sighed in defeat allowing me to take Logan from her. Instantly Logan settled down in my arms.

“Daddy’s got you baby girl. You go back to sleep,” I soothed as Rebecca shook her head.

“See……. Already reaping,” she whispered pointing at Tia before leaving.

I knew Rebecca was right….I had a lot to answer for but I couldn’t think about that now. Logan needed me, I just hope with time Kara could accept Logan as my daughter and be a mom to her.

“You’re going to love your stepmom, Logan” I whispered as Tia rolled her eyes.

“Don’t you mean auntie, because she bout to divorce yo’ ass and jump on Jey’s dick so fast it’s gon’ make your head spin,” she chuckled as I shot her a look…

“Don’t look at me like that, it’s true…My sister is big on honesty and cheating is a deal breaker for her. You did both…Your done,” she said as I frowned.

Deep down I knew I had a long road ahead, but I had to try…They were releasing Tia sometime tomorrow, but Logan was going to have to stay a few more days for observation.

I knew Kara had left with Jey and Jimmy so I told Tia she could crash for a few days. When we bring the baby home, I will go to her house for awhile to stay and help.

Her mother had offered to stay but Tia turned her down. She wanted me to help her instead.

I knew I was asking for trouble, but I couldn’t leave her alone. She had just given birth to my child and was alone, even though it was her own to isolate her family.

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The next Day

Jey’s Condo

Jey’s POV

“I had to help her give birth to his child,” Kara said shaking her head in shock still.

“And then she tried to get you to hold the baby,” Trin asked as Kara nodded. “Yep, telling me Logan needed me and to please hold her.”

“That is a grimy bitch,” Trin hissed as I nodded in agreement.

“I just don’t understand how this even happened but at this point it doesn’t even matter. Logan is here and nothing can change that.” Kara said defeatedly.

“You can’t bottle it up, you gotta let it out, sis,” Jimmy said as Kara played with her food.

After last night, Kara spent the majority of the night in my arms trying to make sense of everything, and I had no answers for her. Finally, today she slept for a couple hours and got a shower.

Trin and Jimmy brought dinner for us, which I was thankful for. Roman had been texting and calling Kara but she had been ignoring him and rightfully so.

“If I let it out I’mma go too far Jimmy, you saw me last night. If ya’ll hadn’t showed up that damn house wouldn’t be standin’ and I’d be catching an arson charge for burning that fuckin bus to the ground.”

“Look, we can talk about all of that later. Right now, I need you to eat,” I said as Kara just pushed her spoon around her plate.

“You gotta eat boo,” Trin said as Kara signaled at Jimmy as he opened a bottle of tequila.

“I just don’t feel like it Trin,” Kara said as Jimmy poured her a shot.

“Well, that ain’t helping anything, you trying to get her drunk,” I said as Kara downed the shot and Jimmy shrugged his shoulders.

“Aye, she asked for one, and I’m happy to oblige. Hell, we all need a drink after all that shit that happened last night.”

“How could he do this? How did he put himself in this position?” Kara asked as I reached up and placed a comforting hand on her leg.

Before I could respond Kara’s phone beeped as she sighed cautiously opened it.

“Who is it?” I asked as I saw the tears fill her eyes, as she read whatever had been sent, her hands shaking.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Trin asked as Kara passed her the phone, wiping her tears.

“Now if I go up to the hospital, and beat her ass, everybody will say I’m in the wrong.”

“What is it?” I asked as Trin looked disgusted reading whatever had been sent. “It’s an Instagram post from Tia, she tagged Kara, Roman, and WWE in it.” Trin said shaking her head in disbelief.

“I know she didn’t,” Jimmy said as Trin nodded. I looked at Kara and I could see her heart breaking all over again.

“On yesterday, Roman and I welcomed a beautiful baby girl. A special thank you to her auntie for delivering her, I don’t know what I’d do without you, Kara, we all love you.” Trin read as Kara’s took a deep breath trying to calm down.

“Is this a joke?” I asked, taking the phone from Trin reading the post and seeing the picture Tia had posted with it. It was a picture of Roman holding Logan and she had disabled her comments.

“Kara are you ok?” Trins asked as Kara waved off our worry.

“Yea, I just need some air,” she said going outside as Trin sighed.

“Tia keep playin’ with fire, and I’m bout to take a damn charge for getting’ wit dat ass,” Trin said as Jimmy cleared his throat.

“Oh, you ain’t gotta worry bout dat, cause’ as soon as Kara sees her again, it’s on sight,” Jimmy said as I got up to go check on Kara.

Kara’s POV

“That bitch must don’t realize she ain’t pregnant no more,” I muttered pacing as I felt my anger growing at the disrespect. She was too bold; she thought this shit was cute. She was relishing in my pain and suffering.

“I’m not going to ask if you are good because I know your not. I just wanna know how you want to handle it,” Jey said walking towards me as I shrugged my shoulders.

“Jey, I know what we talked about last night, but let’s just say we do..um-”

“Have sex,” Jey says casually as I rolled my eyes at him.

“Yes, that….. Doesn't that make us no better than them, and what they did?” I asked as Jey smiled at me.

“We are not those two, you can’t even compare us to them,” Jey said caressing my arms as I sighed.

“I respect our friendship too much, I don’t want to ruin it,” I said as Jey pulled me into his arms.

“I told you I was ok with it…I’m down for whatever you want to do, just say the word,” he said caressing my face as I gave him a small smile.

And just like that a few hours later we were pulling up and parking down the road a little from the house and walking to the bus.

Reaching under the front grill I got the spare key. Roman had already had the bus fixed, it was as if I had never defaced it or had its tires slit.

“We ain’t gotta go in there Kara, we could go in the house,” Jey said as I ignored him and went inside.

“I want to do it on the bus,” I whispered looking at the place once filled with love, it felt cold now and I couldn’t stop imagining Roman and Tia alone in this bus, and all the places they probably had sex at.

“Leave the door open,” I said as I saw Jey about to close it.

Walking back to the bedroom, I opened the door and I felt numb.

“Are you ok? You know we don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” Jey I said as he pulled me to him.

“I want to feel better,” I whispered as Jey caressed my face.

“I told you that whatever would make you feel better, I would do it,” Jey whispered pulling me closer as I felt guilt seeping into my mind, but what did I have to feel guilty about.

Roman did it first…Did it plenty of times…Had a whole baby, and with my sister no less.

“Can I kiss you?” Jey asked in whisper as I nodded, his soft smile putting me at ease. “Kara, I been waiting for years to kiss you, I want to hear you answer me,” Jey said as I released the breath I was holding.

“Yes, you can kiss me.”

The air was thick with anticipation as Jey claimed my lips in a gentle kiss that shocked me with its passion. I moaned against his lips, as he gently pushed my sundress off my shoulders as it fell in a pool at my feet.

His fingertips grazing my skin sending shivers down my spine.

I felt shy and exposed under Jey’s powerful gaze as he caressed my body in awe.

“You are so beautiful,” he whispered with a smile undressing himself as I blushed.

I don’t know what came over me but as I watched his tattoos glisten in the moonlight my heart began pounding faster.

“Are we really about to do this,” I whispered as he captured my lips in a searing kiss. So powerful, I felt helpless, melting into his embrace as he carried me to the bed.

“It’s your call,” he whispered as his lips found my kissed my neck, as I moaned in pleasure.

Kara, they deserve it, my mind screamed as I relaxed under Jey’s touch, as he removed my underwear. Glancing at the clock on the wall, I knew Roman would be home soon.

By the time I’m finished, Roman is gonna want to burn this bus to the fuckin’ ground himself.

“We don’t have much time,” I gasped as Jey groaned. “I know, and I hate it,” he panted wrapping my legs around his waist.

“Kara, look at me beautiful,” he whispered, grasping my chin and holding my gaze.

“Tonight, we end this, it’s the first and last time we do this to make someone jealous. The next time we do this, it's gon’ be for us because you gon’ be my lady,” he moaned as I nodded claiming his lips in a passionate kiss.

An inaudible gasp fell from both of our lips as we became one for the first time. Twenty years of friendship changed forever; our souls even more intertwined than they already were.

“Shit, you feel better than I ever dreamed,” Jey moaned against my lips as I trembled against him. Each powerful methodical thrust caused my head to bang slightly against the headboard, and I couldn't care less.

“You feel so good,” I gasped as Jey sank deeper, burying his head in the hollow of my neck, resting one of his arms above my head, stopping me from hitting the headboard as I gasped unable to think.

“Shit, so do you lo'u loto,” he moaned, kissing, and nipping at my neck as I felt the worries of the world float away. He had called me his heart in his native tongue. I always loved it when we would speak Samoan.

Faintly I heard the Roman’s truck creeping into the driveway as I groaned in frustration, not wanting this moment to end just yet. I had a taste of him and I wanted more…Much more….

“Jey, I hear the car,” I rasped as Jey rolled us over. “Jey!” I gasped at how even fuller I felt being on top.

“Mmhmm, I’m deep up in dat pussy now, fuck. Gon’ make dat shit count before he comes in and get you a nut,” He moaned as I nodded bracing one of my hands on his thigh, the other on his chest as I began wining my hips, our moans of pleasure filling the bus.

“Jey..Jey..Mmm,” I purred as he groaned, gripping my hips.

“I’m here Kara… I got you, and I’m right there too,” he moaned meeting my thrusts as a strangled cry escaped my lips.

“Mmm, fuck,” I moaned as Jey sat up holding me tight as we bounced in sync against each other.

“No regrets,” Jey whispered overpowering me with a kiss.

“No regets!” I gasped against his lips as he smiled. “When you ready….I’mma make you mine forever,” he panted as I cried at his beautiful words.

Jey wiped my tears as we heard footsteps coming towards the bus. It was showtime but we both needed release first.

Grasping Jey’s throat, we fell back onto the bed as I began to ride him, hard and deep as he groaned biting his lower lip.

“Fuck, gon’ get yo dick then,” he rasped, his arms spread wide on the bed, his head thrown back in pleasure.

“Is it mine?” I asked, moaning as I felt my thighs becoming Jello but I wanted this. No, I needed it…We both did.

“Hell yea, it’s always been yours,” Jey confessed, his words making my heart skip a beat.

“Look at me, Jey,” I moaned as our eyes locked, and we both groaned sharing a brief kiss, knowing everything was about to pop off at any second.

Roman’s POV

“I told you to stay outside with my mom,” I hissed at Tia as she followed me closely. I wasn’t in the mood; Kara wasn’t returning my calls and mom picked the wrong time to just to pop up for a visit.

“Listen, I hear something,” Tia muttered cutting the light on up front and closing the door behind us.

“Jey! I’m cummin!” I heard a familiar voice scream as I felt my heart stop.

“Kara,” I whispered as Tia covered her mouth in shock.

“I know you are, cause this my pussy now, say it,” Jey moaned as Tia ran off the bus.

“It’s your pussy!” I heard Kara exclaim as I felt sick. “Kara,” I muttered again in disbelief as I heard her cum…I knew that sound anywhere.

My feet were stuck, I couldn’t move. The sounds of their bodies being one with each other filling the bus, I could hear Kara wetness as she gave him my pussy as she rode out her high.

My eyes widened in horror because I just knew Kara wouldn’t do this. Slowly, I made my way to the door.

She wouldn’t do that…..Not here….I felt my face twitching as their moans got louder.

“Yeah, that's it...Now, I want you to cum again for me,” Jey moaned as I snapped, kicking the door open.

There was my wife on top of my cousin. They didn’t break away from each other, Kara looked back at me out of breath.

“Can you please leave it’s my time to enjoy the bus. Since you and Tia have had your fair share of time on here. Jey and I gotta catch up,” she moaned still riding Jey as I reached out and tried to grab her.

“Have you lost your fuckin’ mind, Kara!” I Yelled as Jey moved her out of the way. “I’mma kill you dead!” I hissed attacking Jey as he tried to put back on his sweats.

“What’s wrong can’t take what you dish out, Uce?” Jey gloated catching me with an uppercut as I saw Kara grab her dress and run out into the living room area to probably get dressed.

Jey’s POV

“What you mad for, it’s the same shit you did with Tia,” I said punching Roman in the face as he fell against the wall.

“You motherfucker!” He yelled running towards me as we spilled out into the living room area trading blows.

“You stay away from her! I’ll kill you!” Roman shouted as we fought for dominance. I gauged his eyes, before smashing his face into the table as he fell onto the ground checking his nose.

“You stay away from Kara, you don’t deserve her,” I hissed as he chuckled.

“I see you still hit like a bitch,” Roman sneered as I growled pouncing on top of him and punching him as I heard the door opening.

“I heard you fuck like one,” I hissed as we tussled around the tight space. “Boys! Boys! Stop this now!” my aunt yelled as I paused in my actions as Kara looked at her in shock.

When the hell did she fly in?

“What is wrong wit ya’ll?” she cried as I climbed off of Roman trying to calm myself as Kara came to my side.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered as I shook my head. “I’m good,” I said putting my shirt back and shoes back on as my aunt looked at Kara and me with disgust.

“I know ya’ll weren’t doing what I think you were in here?” she asked as I sighed.

“Yes, they were,” Tia instigated turning on the waterworks as Kara rolled her eyes.

“How could you do this to me, Kara,” Roman said getting up as Kara reached over and slapped him as soon as he got on his feet.

“How could I!?...... How could I do that to you?!”

“Yes, that’s a good question. How could you be out here sleepin’ with your husband’s cousin?” Janice said with disdain.

“Auntie, you don’t know the whole story,” I said as she shushed me.

“You’ve done enough Joshua! I can’t believe you did this, and at Roman’s home no less!” she hissed.

“I can’t believe you did this to us, Jey,” Tia said as I saw Kara out the corner of my eye about to leap so I stepped in the way. “Now ain’t the time,” I whispered as she stopped herself.

“I never took you for a slut, Kara…..Tia, I am so sorry this happened,” she said as Kara looked at me with pleading eyes to let her go. Seeing a few tears escape her eyes, I released her.

Kara’s POV

I know damn well she didn’t just call me out my name. Looking around I saw how Roman was trying to shift blame as well as Tia and I realized she didn’t know.

She probably didn’t even know she had a granddaughter.

“You out here spending my son’s money and sleeping with his cousin. How low is that? I told him you were no good for him,” she said as I looked at her in shock.

I was no good for him…I was tired of crying but damn I had to let this hurt out to move on with my life. Watching her comfort Roman made my skin crawl.

“Yes, how low is that, huh,” I said walking towards her as Roman stepped in front of her.

“Kara,” he pleaded as I pushed him aside.

“How low…. And disgusting is that!” I gasped truly hurt by her words.

“Kara stop,” Roman interrupted again as I scoffed. Yea, she didn’t know but she was about to know now.

“I’ll tell you…You wanna know?….I’ll give you the lowdown on how low all this is,” I said, as she seemed on edge, not knowing what I was going to do or say.

“Your son started screwing my whore of a sister on this bus…. I was faithful, I gave up everything for him, I loved him, and that’s how he did me. Did you know she had his baby yesterday?” my voice cracking with emotion as she looked at roman in shock.

“A baby?” she whispered as Roman hung his head in shame.

“Yea, you’re a grandma,” I said as she looked at Tia who avoided her judgmental gaze.

“I don’t know how the hell it started with Roman and her, but I can tell you how everything started tonight with Jey and me…..It was Deliberate!………We did it on purpose,” I said looking at roman as he looked sick.

“And with every touch, kiss, caress…… Ever gasp as he claimed me, I felt better,” I said invading Roman’s space as he was crumbling before my eyes, as I explained my infidelity to him.

“You can stop now, Kara,” he whispered as I saw his face contorting from disbelief into anger at the thought of me having sex with not just anybody, but his cousin.

“After every nibble, lick, and thrust, I felt even more better knowing you will never be able to step foot on this bus without picturing Jey and me in that damn bed and you deserve it,” I whispered my tears almost clouding my vision.

“There’s the part of you I knew existed Ms. Perfect,” Tia said as I grabbed her by the throat before anyone could stop me, throwing her up against the wall, choking her.

“I hate you! You’re like a fuckin’ cancer!” I screamed as her eyes widened in shock as she tried to pry my hands from around her throat.

“Kara! She just had a baby!" Roman yelled trying to move towards me but Jey stepped in front of him, wrapping his arms around my waist.

“It’s not the time, she just had a baby, Kara,” he whispered as I let out a scream of frustration, letting her go. I just wanting just five minutes alone with her to beat her ass.

“I always knew you were crazy,” Tia coughed trying to catch her breath as Jey continued to hold me back as Janice shook her head at the scene playing out in front of her.

“I’mma see you again Tia, 'cause’ you gotta answer for what you did. And Roman, you will be hearing from my lawyer,” I said deathly calm, before storming off the bus with Jey behind me.

“Damn, I didn’t expect auntie to show up,” Jey said as we walked back to the car. I paused, turning around to face him.

“I’m sorry, I got you involved,” I said as he cut me off with kiss.

“No regrets,” he said with a smile as I nodded.

“No regrets,” I whispered as we embraced…

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Roman’s POV

“Roman, I’m ready to go in the house,” my mother said her voice full of disappointment.” Here are the keys, I’ll be in,” I said as she nodded leaving Tia and me alone.

“Wow, Kara, was really outta control,” Tia whispered as I turned and looked at her.

“You really have fucked up my life,” I whispered as Tia jumped back as if I had struck her.

“Me! You could have said no.. You ain’t Mr. Innocent,” she screamed as I put my hair back in my manbun looking at the damage to the bus.

“Just tell me how much Tia?” I asked as she frowned at me.

“How much what Roman?” she asked as I sighed.

“You’re really gon’ make me ask you, huh…..Fine, how much will it take for you to leave town and sign over your rights to Logan?” I asked.

“Are you crazy, I’m not signing over my rights. Logan is my daughter Roman, and we are a package deal,” Tia said as it was my turn to frown at her.

“5 million.”

“No, Roman.”

“10 million, and I’ll get you a one-way ticket anywhere you wanna go. And I’ll even get your contract switched to raw if you still want to wrestle.” I said seeing the wheels turning in her head.

“It’s a starting point, but still not quite good enough,” she said with a smile as I growled.

I was in my own personal hell......

“Tia, just leave me alone,” I said as she smiled getting off the bus, slamming the door behind her.

“You fucked up!” I hissed to myself, memories creeping in of the good times Kara and I shared here on this bus…The bad, where I destroyed my marriage, and tonight where Kara destroyed my soul.

“She’s, my wife!” I shouted picking up the chair beside me throwing it through the window, growling at the thought of Jey, hell, any man being inside her.

“Just had to keep sniffin’ around her!” I ranted knocking over anything I could, even kicking the door off the hinges in the bathroom.

Looking in the bedroom, the realization hit me hard.

“I caused this, I caused it all,” I muttered looking at the bed, the tangled sheets, the image of Kara on top of Jey, her moans as he claimed her invaded my mind.

Kara was right, I’ll never be able to step foot in here again without thinking about her and Jey…

“Welcome to my own personal hell,” I whispered into the night, and I finally realized I had nobody but myself to blame.

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A List of Gender Terms !

So I disappeared for 2 months, but I finally completed this project! :D (Though I've been making some random posts talking about it, so it's not like I was really gone, or what I was working on wasn't obvious.)

It started off as me having trouble keeping track of a couple gender terms (and also not knowing they existed before, since I've never really seen people talk about them), then I thought I should make a list, and if I was going to do that I might as well post it to help other people too. Which I started out trying to make that list on Tumblr, but I found it too limiting so I moved to google docs, which I also found too limiting (I just couldn't achieve my vision, if you will), and now I know html and css.

As usual, I kinda overdid it, but I think I should be a little proud of myself. I had 0 knowledge of html and css, and 2 months later I've made my own website. (I could have made it much quicker, but I often had to take breaks, a bit overwhelmed by all that new stuff.)

Anyways, it has a ton of terms on there.

I have sections for nonbinary, abinary, midbinary, atrinary, midtrinary, androgyne, agender, neutrois, maverique, ilyagender, aporagender, outherine, kenochoric, and xenogender.

For 7 categories (sex terms, adult, general term, child, gender quality, gender-quality-in-nature genders, and spectrum / viagender spectrum).

And they all have sources on both Archive Today, Wayback Machine, and if still existing, the original post too. (At least to the best of my abilities, and there are a couple of exceptions that I couldn't figure out.)

I did put effort into this, but it's possible I missed something. So if I made a mistake anywhere, or if anyone has any extra information to add on, or if you just have some comments, you can tell me. My ask box is open, but comments on this post would probably be fine too.

Also, I checked on a couple of different browsers, mobile too, and read up on web accessibility and checked and all that (I tried using a screen reader, I'm not a pro at it though, so it's possible I may have missed something obvious), so I hope the website itself is useable. But if there's any bugs there, just tell me (it'll be appreciated).

I'm also thinking of making another compilation, but for flags (for all of the terms listed here), and maybe orientations too, but maybe later haha

I also don't know how to write a image id for the top picture, if anyone wants to write to one I'll add it.

Below the cut is a short little video scrolling through the site.

#compilation post #pride #nonbinary #abinary #midbinary #atrinary #midtrinary #androgyne #agender #neutrois #maverique #ilyagender #aporagender #outherine #kenochoric #xenogender #nonbinary language #it's hosted on neocities

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lawlu brat enablers!! luffy lets you do whatever, especially bratty stuff yknow hes all for your freedom and free will, besides, you cant rlly rile him up anyways, he takes it in pride when you try anyways, he likes it

but law on the other hand, is still an enabler, but for different reasons, he will begrudgingly huff and sigh, letting you drag him around and indulging you, but only so that at the end of it he has a reason to punish you, its nothing like luffy, lu loves to see you happy, your (+his) pleasure being one of his best reasons, even in bed

but law is different, having a reason to edge, punish or even spank you, oh thats the real treat for him

eg talking back and arguing, running your mouth; with luffy its all fun and games, he likes having back and forths with you, it'll just end up in a heavy make out sesh, you on his lap, the dry humping and such

but with law, it gives him reason to shut your mouth, make you sorry, beg even (on your knees preferably)

now, an actual scenario where you end up getting gravely injured; law fixes you up but luffy is quick to ask if your okay, kiss you as much as he can, he was worried but trusted you enough

not like law, he is rlly protective, obsessive even and is therefore angry, irritate at you

so you end up like this, in this position, on all fours as law rails you, hands gripping at your hips possessively, blunt nails digging into the flesh of your hips. you're hovering over luffy who is laying beneath you, eager to kiss you, theres a trail of saliva conecting your mouths and luffy is panting, reaching his head up to connect your lips once again

something that lawlu do have in common is that they are rentless and take everything they can get <3

(i am SO SORRY that this is so long, something overtook me, also feel free to elaborate on this cuz i luv your writings and thoughts!!)

hhggnnnnn ohhh fuck nonnie i am rattling the bars of my enclosure i am so unwell you have no idea i kinda went overboard myself and kinda blabbered on so i am begging you to keep spilling those thoughts to me CW: penetrative sex, rough sex, not bet read i just wrote this in one sitting without editing or looking back lets goooo

Luffy absolutely enjoys the back and forth between you two, and its all fun and games until he is just looking at you with a dopey grin, loving the look on your face when you get so frustrated and annoyed until he grabs you, pulling you against him as he kisses you deeply. And before you know it, you're straddling him, griding against him as his hands are squeezing your hips tight enough to leave marks, heavily panting and moaning into each others mouths as you chase your highs

and its just so opposite with Law; like you said he would huff and sigh and groan but he knows deep down that he is just waiting for the moment to get you two alone so he can put you in his place. I am just picturing a moment where you are running your mouth, taunting and challenging him with every sentence that spills from your lips. His eyes are fixed on you with that intense stare, and you just know youre in for it later. He would wait until you're alone before he would pounce. His grip on you is brutal as he makes you get on your knees, shutting you up in the best way he knows-- with his cock shoved down your throat and tears streaming down your face as you choke and gasp for air

and when you get injured, those differences in reactions that you mentioned are absolutely present. Luffy is all about making sure you are okay and showering you with reassurances and kisses and affection. He trusts you without a doubt he knows you are a capable person, but that doesn't stop him from worrying for you

Law is just furious. Not at you, but at the situation, at the danger you put yourself in. That anger is a form of protectiveness in itself. He's quick to patch you up, but once thats done, Immediately on all fours for you. Your knees are digging into whatever surface below you as he positions himself behind you. There's no gentleness, just those hands on your hips with a bruising force as he lines himself up with your entrance.

And when he thrusts into you, he's relentless, each stroke powerful and a demand that you remember who is in control here. The way he fills you, stretches you, leaving you gasping, each thrust pulling whines and moans from your lips. And luffy is right under you to capture those moans with his own lips, his mouth moving against yours hungrily, swallowing your sounds of pleasure.

Law's pace is merciless; you can feel the sting of his nails digging into your skin, adding to the mix of sensations youre experiencing. "You need to be more careful" he would growl, his voice a combination of anger and lust. "I can't have you getting hurt. Understand?"

And you can only nod, too lost in your own intense pleasure-pain filled haze to form coherent words. Luffy just loves seeing you like this; he wouldn't know where to place his hands so they would always be roaming and squeezing different parts of you, but his lips always find their way to yours. He just cant get enough of you.

"so pretty like this," Luffy would murmur against your lips, his hands finding their way to your chest, squeezing the flesh and pinching your nipples between his fingers, making you jolt.

Laws thrusts would grow harder, each thrust bullying that one spot in you that has your brain melting. "tell me you understand" he would demand, urging you to answer vocally.

and thats when you would gasp, choking out some variation of "I understand" with a trembling voice that made it clear that you mind was not on his words but at the feelings coursing through your body.

Law would grunt in acknowledgement, his grip tightening as he increases his pace, the sound of flesh meeting flesh bouncing off the walls of the room. The stimulation from both of the men pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

The pressure would build inside of you until a bearable peak, your body trembling as you near your release. "Please," you would whimper, your plea directed more at Law than anyone.

And he would deny your request, growling out a "Go ahead, youve earned it" as his thrusts becoming slightly more erratic as he nears his own climax.

Finally, Law's thrusts would stutter, his hips slamming into you harshly, burying himself deep into you as he spilled inside of you. The feeling triggers your own orgasm, and you clench violently around him, trembling and gasping as you milk his cock. Luffy is right there to capture your cries with his mouth, kissing you deeply as you ride out your orgasm, his own arousal evident by the way his hips unconsciously ground against yours, desperate for more contact.

And when it's over, you collapse against Luffy, your body absolutely spent and satisfied. Law's hands, once rough against you, now gently stroke your back as he heaves, catching his own breath before collapsing against you. The three of you would lie there in a tangled sweaty mess, the air thick with the smell of sex

#nina responds~✦#trafalgar law x reader #law x reader #monkey d. luffy x reader #luffy x reader #lawlu x reader

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An Interview With Lucifer

Part Three of A New Series

Question One: How do your friends describe you in a word?

Cranky.

Question Two: Who would you want to be stuck with on an island?

If I was limited to just one person, then MC. If there were multiple people, I'd add Mammon and Barbatos.

Question Three: What are you hiding now?

Treats from Cerberus. Not because he isn't a good dog, but because he's found their original hiding place and has been digging into them constantly, and the treats I give Cerberus are rather expensive, so I can't exactly afford to buy them every day and ensure that other stuff gets paid for.

Question Four: Do you prefer mountains or beaches?

It depends on my mood. If I don't want anyone to find me, then definitely mountains, but if I'm feeling a bit romantic, then I'd hit the beach.

Question Five: What is your hidden talent?

I can juggle. And I don't mean that in the metaphorical sense--although I can do that too--but in the literal sense, like a circus clown. It's one of the ways I relieve stress, because I can just shut my brain off and focus on keeping the objects I'm juggling up in the air.

Question Six: What makes you laugh?

You'll get a satisfied chuckle out of me whenever someone I dislike gets what they deserve, but if you want to hear a true, unrestrained laugh, either get me drunk on Demonus or put me in a room with MC when they're in a good mood.

Question Seven: If you were a thing, what would you be?

A metronome.

Question Eight: If you have no GPS, how would you find your destination?

I'd print out directions. (But what if you were unable to do that?) Then I'd ask the locals where I need to go. I may be the Avatar of Pride, but that doesn't mean I'm not willing to admit when I'm lost. (someone yells out, "that's a lie, and you know it!") And if all else fails, then I'll get to my destination through sheer determination.

Question Nine: Describe your three best qualities.

Apparently I'm patient, kind, and loving. (Why do you phrase it like that?) Because I wouldn't necessarily call myself any of those things, but I trust that the person who did wouldn't lie to me about such things. (And who might that person be?) MC.

Question Ten: Would you consider yourself a cool person?

I'm going to lean towards no. I'm far from being a trendy person. Just ask any of my brothers. (What about MC?) You'll have to ask them. I know they like spending time with me, but I honestly don't know why. Usually I'm busy with paperwork, and it's not like that's terribly interesting.

Question Eleven: What is a skill you want to master?

Baking.

Question Twelve: What would you do first if you won a human world jackpot?

Pay off any debts MC may have.

Question Thirteen: What one aspect of the human world would you change if you could?

I'd make it legal to punish animal and child abusers by inflicting the same types of torture onto them as they did on their victims. (That's rather serious, Lucifer.) So is abusing those that are unable to understand why their supposed family is hurting them.

Question Fourteen: What is your preferred card or board game?

Let's just say that I'm not allowed to play any tabletop fantasy games unless I can ensure that all of my work is complete. (Why's that?) You've met Levi, yes? (I have.) Now, imagine me behaving like him, and you'll have your answer.

Question Fifteen: What is your current favorite app on your phone?

Don't make fun of me, but there's this app where you can send messages to people and it shows up on their phone in a cartoony heart. (Are you talking about the viral Candy Heart app?) ...yes. (That's actually quite sweet.) It was MC's idea, and I initially did downloaded it just to amuse them, but I've come to enjoy using it as time has gone on.

Question Sixteen: Would you go to space if you could?

I'm content with merely looking at pictures of space.

Question Seventeen: What kind of museum or exhibit do you prefer?

I like learning about the history of different objects. Looking at their evolution fascinates me.

Question Eighteen: What kind of humor do you prefer?

I'll throw you a curve ball: I enjoy a nice pun from time to time, even if it would be classified as a "dad joke".

Question Nineteen: Do you prefer driving a car, a motorcycle, or a bicycle?

Oh, a motorcycle, by far.

Question Twenty: When was the last time you climbed a tree?

This is going to really show my age, but the last time I climbed a tree was when I was a young angel. *pauses* Thinking about it is making me want to do it now. Being up in the branches is quite peaceful.

Question Twenty-One: What is your strangest habit?

There are times where the only way I'm able to fall asleep is to hang upside-down like a bat.

Question Twenty-Two: What is your weirdest fantasy?

I'll give you an oddly specific one: if I'm ever able to retire, I'd like to buy a farm somewhere in the human world countryside and raise livestock and plant fruits and vegetables with MC. (You've brought them up several times in this interview.) You could say that I have a soft spot for them. (Or that you love them.) Well, obviously. They're a wonderful person to be around. I'd like to spend the rest of my life with them if I could. (You mean, their life.) Listen, I don't choose my words lightly. What I say is what I mean, one hundred percent.

Question Twenty-Three: Here's something a bit more light-hearted: would you rather fight a shark or wrestle a lion?

The lion. I can't swim nearly as well as Levi can.

Question Twenty-Four: How do you want the world to end?

By my hand.

Question Twenty-Five: Would you like to be shorter or taller?

I like my height just the way it is. (What if you had to choose one or the other?) Then I suppose taller. I don't feel I'd be able to intimidate people as well if I was shorter.

Question Twenty-Six: Who is the annoying person you want to get rid of in your life?

I don't necessarily want to get rid of anyone, but I'd like to seriously alter the behaviors of Solomon and Mephistopheles.

Question Twenty-Seven: Which artist and/or song dominates your human world music playlist?

I'll give you both: Metallica and "Adore You" by Harry Styles.

Question Twenty-Eight: If you had to go to prison, what would be the reason?

Treason.

Question Twenty-Nine: What is the most critical trait you seek in a friend?

They have to be able to keep secrets.

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#obey me shall we date #obey me lucifer

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Raise of hands.

Who would like to see Jonathan Archivist Sims and Jonathan Vampire Hunter Harker meet, be British at each other, gush about their love interest, and compare notes on the horrors they’ve experienced at the hands of monstrously evil 19th century aristocrats.

Because I very much would but also don’t have a good enough handle on Harker to do it myself. (Or the time. Mostly the time.)

I just keep picturing the two men comparing notes on what worked and what didn’t against their respective Evil 19th Century Aristocrat while Mina and Martin watch on from the sidelines, tea in hand, advocating for the most permanent fix for all their problems.

I dunno, I think it would be a fun crossover. Vampires already exist in TMA, Jon could be nice and horrified to find that there are more than one kind while Johnathan (et al.) has his mind blown about the breadth of different kinds of supernatural forces out there.

Maybe there can be some tension between the two groups as the Harkers are very much supported by their friends while Jon is mistrusted and begrudgingly tolerated at best by many of the assistants. Depending on when it’s set - before or after The Unknowing, pre-apocalypse, post apocalypse, or Somewhere Else - there would be very different group dynamics to play with.

I dunno. It’s just something that has been kicking around in my head as DD pops up in my emails.

#tma #the magnus archives #jonathan sims #jon sims #martin blackwood #dracula #jonathan harker #mina harker #dracula daily

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I don't usually share about my personal life or myself, and I truly don't want to be a bummer, and sorry about it, but, truth to be told, I feel like I have to let it all out. Maybe, I feel extra lonely or extra exhausted, maybe, all together, or maybe, there's no real reason other then I'm just a human who's just enormously tired.

I live in Ukraine and I'm Ukrainian, and all these 2,5 years since Russia's full-scale invasion I don't remember a single day of happiness or comfort. Every day we have harsh attacks, every day the news it's a necrology and the pictures of ruins everywhere, of places I know, of places where I currently live.

I don't remember when the last time I slept well, it's been months of constant sleep deprivation because we have attacks. And, in waves, it's like this for 2,5 years. Some months - it's worse, some - with some short pauses, but it's always like this for 2,5 years.

And all while, I also have very ordinary problems like any other human, and a very stressful job, I work at night. I spent hours and hours on the floor during the attacks because it's the only "safe" place in my apartment where I live - I don't have the rule of "two walls", and on the floor, at least, if the window will be blown away, maybe, 2% will give me a chance not to have glass/small missile fragments in my body. In addition, we have the scheduled blackouts again - like we used to have it during autumn 2022/ winter 2023, now, due to other harsh attacks we have another deficit of power.

Not to mention, every time I see my arts and writing flopping, I feel even worse and even more demotivated; every time I see it, I think that "yeah, nice, it happened again, but who knows if I'll be alive tomorrow to see if it changes¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯".

I understand that I'm not that great in anything and nobody owes me anything, I truly understand it. And it's totally fair.

It's just sad for me on top of everything, on top of every other horror I'm going through every day.

Every day is just another survival game, and I'm holding on somehow, I have no privilege nor possibility to give up and/or to take a break.

I feel like I'm shattering, piece by piece, slowly. I'm still here, holding on, finding every drop of strength that left in me to keep going, but every day it's becoming more and more difficult. But I hold on like whole Ukraine holds on.

I'm writing it while listening to the booming scream of the sirens, our daily soundtrack, because right now we have another huge attack, with several types of missiles from dozens bomber jets.

It's my routine I didn't choose but the one I'm forced to live. The one I adopted to live in, the one that seems to me as a norm, as something quotidian. I don't remember life before. It seems, like it never happened.

I just want to let it all out, I don't ask for pity or anything else.

I'm fine, as much as I can be in such conditions.

So thank you if you've reached this. Hope you're doing fine, everyone, and I wish you all the best.

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Unsung Heroes; Unspoken Lines: Issue #1

Good morning, all, and welcome to what I hope can become a new discussion group for all of the unsung heroes of "The Bad Batch", as well as the many plot directions that never quite made it to the small screen.

Some of you may have already seen me in the tags already, while others may have not. You might have also tuned in for one of my "Fandom Friday" posts, or perhaps haven't seen any yet. Nevertheless, I will type my thoughts to the best of my ability here, as well as triple-check every post before submission so that I don't come across as complaining solely for the sake of complaining.

Before we get started, though, let me just offer up a huge thank-you to everybody who took the time to respond to my request post, as I really didn't think this would go past 3 likes...yet here we are now with around 20 brave souls besides myself, so. You all have my gratitude for this, and again, I will do my best not to squander it.

Second, just a few rules to put out here: as this is meant to be an actual discussion, and not just some Instagrammy thing where you like this post and disappear...I really prefer the responses made with typing words, and not the ones made with pictures, so please answer accordingly.

Thirdly, if there's anyone out there who never wants to question so much as a single line that megacorporation-produced entertainment delivers to them, and also lowkey mocks anyone that does on their own blogs...please filter out the tag "tbb: deep dives" so that our extensive observations don't ruin your fun.

And so, now that I've set up the format and guidelines...without further adieu, let us go to our first subject of this series: The Lawquanes!

In the beginning, I believed that characters such as Cut and Suu would be the basis for an extended support network for the Batch, even if just through a secure comm or two. They could have served quite well in this regard, too, be it as two of several insiders warning them to steer clear of certain planets; helping answer as many parenting questions as they could; and more or less showing that nobody now having to look after a young person would be required to go it alone.

Furthermore, as there are such things as family friends and child-raising discussion groups in real life, and on a more general note, ZOOM calls…naturally, I didn’t expect anything different for the likes of Hunter, Echo, and the rest.

Except it…kind of was. Other than Shep Hazard’s few appearances in Season 2, once Cut and Suu took their kids and hit the skids…that was pretty much it for any and all outside help, for the family was never brought up again.

This, in turn, meant no secret chats between Shaeeah and Omega; no surprise stealth visits from Cut just to see how everybody was adjusting; no deliveries of hand-me-down clothing or toys for the squad to save their credits; and, frankly, in the absence of a support network, it started to feel like these company execs were suggesting that it’s much better for newly formed families to go it alone rather than even think about asking for help.

Add to this the idea of introducing characters from previous series solely to take them away not long after, and it amounts to a bad habit of isolating the title characters, if not also alienating those who might have otherwise created long-term relationships with them.

Granted, in the early stages of this series, there was the creeping evil of the Empire to worry about and early on, it wasn’t hesitating to crack down. That idea was 100% concrete, so far be it from me to question such things.

What wasn’t so concrete, however, was the need to keep on avoiding each other when one, most of the title cast were able to interact with Rex during all 3 seasons and had slim to no consequences; two, they could pretty much go anywhere as long as the galaxy thought them dead; and three, there was no further chatter about going after deserters. This created quite the opening for new faces to show up and stay there…yet again, not a word from the Lawquanes, who simply vanished into the ether and never returned.

So, if I may have the opportunity to ask, and if you all have the time to answer...it just might be time for our first Question Of The Week.

QOTW::

If more attention had been given to all four Lawquanes, what role(s) might they have had going forward, and would it have involved the Batch or not?

Please respond in the comments or reblogs to get the conversation going, and I hope to answer back as soon as possible. Thank you, have a good morning, and good luck.

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storytellering · 6 months

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Love your art and I'm generally curious as to what the appeal of Dante/Vergil is to you? Do you have any hc that you're drawing from or is it just personal preference? I struggle to imagine the right conditions for them to be involved in that way and would like to know what inspires you.

I will premise this by saying, that I’m actually not a MASSIVE fan of just DV for its own sake, if Nero isn’t also included (or like, with the assumption he will, 100%, be included once he’s in the picture). To me it’s kind of a baseline pairing?

As in, I don’t even have to think about it. Of course they’re in love, of course they’re together, of course they’re fucking. It’s almost an afterthought to me, the way the married parent couple of the protagonist in a story inherently are. It doesn’t necessarily interest me by itself, that fact, it’s just a certainty, it just is. I guess, for me, the interest in DV specifically comes more out of what other people make of it, because for me I’m almost always approaching first from the perspective of Nero being there also, haha.

There’s also the fact that I have a lot of hc about just like, the way demons function as a species, I guess. I took a lot of things dmc canon gave me and went like, “alright, time to project this into the most self indulgent, non-human society but humanoid looking species I can think up in my brainhead”. To me a lot of the appeal comes from it being not necessarily a predestined thing as much as like, a biological inevitability - (going to speak in definitives about my own hc from here on, so not making any statement about canon dmc lol) demons mate with their kin, and with whoever deems worthy - and twins from the same litter would inevitably end up being the other’s first partner, their first choice, their other half. In a sense, to me, they’re soulmates - though honestly I prefer to think of it more as two halves of the same soul, following the implications in 3 and the 3 manga that them being twins comes from the spawn of Sparda being too powerful to just be born in one body. That might sound like I’m just saying they’re soulmates in a different way, but not really - to me, if I had to go the soulmate route, Nero would be both of their soulmate - because the two of them make one single soul, and the match to that would be Nero’s.

I kind of just go off of the assumption that they are in love and have been since they were in the womb, you know?

That colors the way I see their every interaction. To me, in their fighting, their squabbles and their feuds, there’s always love at the source. Familial, yes, but romantic and sexual as well - and to me, when I think about them, it’s all one and the same. To love each other like family is to be intwined, is to be mated, is to be a pack and is to be one.

That’s the more deep thoughts I have about it, I have more shallow/surface thoughts (and specifically ship dynamic thoughts about like, what appeals to me about them sexually lol) but if I had to quickly sum it up that’s what I would say, I think.

#Sorry if this is a bit jumbled/all over the place lol #I actually never really stopped to think about it besides just liking it i guess #Like to me things like dante’s lines to vergil read as flirting the fights read as full of tension #every time I see them fighting I could very easily picture them just stopping mid stab to make out yknow #I guess it also comes down to how much you personally like conflict in a ship #or how much rivalry/fighting reads as charged or tension to you #Plus again the whole demon thing #And in a way also ig I just really like thinking of demon twins as a mating pair #I like them hybrid the best but in that context I do like to hc vergil as super fertile and Dante as near infertile #and them navigating this nature in a sense of like. It’s not what they want out of life.#It’s not what they naturally gravitate towards nor what they would choose if it were up to them.#But its nature and its playing cruel tricks on them #and ig in a way to me that’s a feeling I like to project as a trans allegory #I don’t often veer to making characters trans in a realistic human way bc it hits a bit too close to home #And rather I prefer adding a lot of things that are exactly like being trans but not in a human way #And I think that’s that to me yknow?#Nature + instinct imposing something on you that you have to actively struggle against for the rest of your life #And compensating and making yourself be perceived as who you feel yourself to be despite of it #Yes this is still all about weird demon pseudo omegaverse bullshit no I cannot physically hold myself back from getting into it #asks #vague mpreg allegory/mention #thank you for the question! lots of food for thought lol #spardacest

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feytouched · 5 months

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the 'planning my birthday' catch-22. if i don't speak up and say what i'd like with enough advance time then there will be no time for me and my fam to make those things happen. but if i do start talking abt it 20 days in advance i feel like a self-centered idiot that's bothering everyone :^)

and the bonus wildcard: it's probably pointless to make plans bc my health condition could just deteriorate out of the blue and render all our planning useless

#inside me there are two wolves. one wants a picture perfect celebration of my golden birthday #(sounds silly but since i was a kid i always thought 26 would be The Best Age. it is my lucky number after all)#another one wants to be the chillest coolest girl ever and just relax bc it's never gonna be perfect anyway so why bother myself or anyone #ką sako lapė #20 days might seem a lot but it really isn't for some things since like.. i was looking at cake decorating tutorials #and since i live on an island i'd have to order the piping tools most likely #but then they would probably already not get here on time since post is slow

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