#| him has had enuf

[toxooz]

Antibody skin is finally gettin used lmfao 💛☣💚

[hungharrington]

I love to think that stevie boy cums so so much. his orgasms are always so intense… I just want to lazily stroke his cock and watch him cum for literally whole minute/two

mmmm this has been a delicious thought in my inbox for toooo long <3 have something short and sweet and hopefully subby enuf for the anon that was asking!! <3 mdni this entire blog is 18+

The sheets beneath you are warm and silky — but it's impossible to focus on anything else other than the little noises escaping Steve.

It's late. The night peeks through beneath the curtains. You're stretched out on your bed, cushioned back against the pillows and Steve's body is hot where it's pressed up against you. The television still hums from how it's recently been playing. You pay it no heed.

Every thought is of Steve. You're cocooned together on the bed, huddled against one another; you on your back and him on his side. He's shirtless, the scratch of chest hair on his chest rubbing lightly against your arm. His pretty face is all tucked into your neck, hidden away — and every noise that scrapes out his throat is high and whiny.

"Does that feel good?" You murmur, voice all sultry.

Steve moans loudly. Your hand is tucked into the front of his sweatpants, your fingers curled loosely around his cock, pumping slow and languid. It's wet and warm, his cockhead leaking precum enough to make your hand slick. His cock pulses and twitches in your hand.

"Y-yeah," His voice is breathy, his moan pressed into the hollow of your throat. "Yeah, baby, feels s'good."

You coo, letting your free hand curl up around his shoulders, tantalizingly slow. Your hand keeps working his cock as your nails scratch along the nape of his neck, dragging them down hard against the skin in the way you know he loves. Steve whines loudly, his hips bucking forward suddenly, canting into your hands. Your tummy drools with white hot lust.

"Y'look so pretty like this, honey," You say lowly. You let your lips scrape across his forehead, a soft kiss, and Steve moans brokenly— his hips thrusting forward again in your warm, wet, hand. He always was such a sucker for the sweet stuff.

You nuzzle into his hair again, letting your hand move up and up, til your palm brushes over the tip of his cock teasingly. Steve groans, his free hand which had been gripping the sheets shooting out to hold your side tightly.

"Pleasepleaseplease," His pleas fall out, moaned against the skin of your neck. You tease him for a second more before slipping down to cup his balls. Slowly, teasingly, you move your hand back up to his cock, thumbing over his slit again and reveling in the loud whine he makes. You've been tormenting him so long, his hips keep twitching forward, into your hand. It's adorable watching him trying to hold himself back.

"I'm— fuck, god, you're gonna make me—" A growl threads through his voice, his grip on your side suddenly tighter than ever. His fingernails press half-moons into your fiery skin. His voice melts away, pitching up as he wails into your neck, his words barely legible. "I'm— I'm— oh fuck, oh my god, baby, uh—"

He keens, whiny, staggered breaths in your ear as you feel the first dribble of cum spurt from his cock. His body tenses, face burying further into your neck as you keep moving your hand, fast and messy— Steve's hips meeting you midway with every thrust.

"That's it," You whisper, knowing he can hear you. "Let me have it all, baby."

"Fuuuuck," He moans, every sharp inhale laced with a whimper. A string of broken curses leave his mouth as he keeps thrusting, his cock still oozing ribbons of cum onto your hand. You slow your hand as you hear his voice go up, his lower groans turning into those whimpery overstimulated noises you love so much.

"That's it," You encourage him, still stroking him lazily. He always cums so much, always has so much to give you. You brush your lips against his forehead again, feeling how his fingers tighten on your torso when you do. "There we go, huh? Knew you needed this. Always have so much to give me, Stevie, don't you?"

Steve whines pitifully.

"I know," You murmur, lips curved into a smile. You're still stroking him, the wet sounds of your hand moving up and down, slick with his cum as his thighs tremble. "Poor baby just cums so much, don't you?"

[plan3tjuniper]

"Insatiable" Leon S. Kennedy~

INCLUDES: fluff, friends(barely) to lovers, smut, jealous Leon, oral (m receiving), confessions, angry fucking?(close enuf), P in V, cream-pie, unprotected sex

Leon never thought of himself as possessive or even very monogamous til he saw you sucking another guy off..

Authors note: ok wow I'm finally back in the fanfic writing game after a long hiatus, hope you guys like this one. He's literally all i think about (this is gonna be a long one) also GOD HES SO MMPH UGWHDGSUJBUHSHIW

Leon Kennedy was an odd man romantically. He had had his fair share of sexual and romantic relationships, but he could never find himself to care too much for it. Did he enjoy a good romance movie here and there? sure! Does he enjoy sex? yeah who doesn't. And he has a pretty decent ratio. (its about a 3:50 for every girl who flirts with him which is pretty good seeing as most every woman who sees him gets a girl boner) He always wanted to settle down one day and be normal, cute wife, cute dog, cute little white picket fence life. But in reality, he only wanted that because what else would be do? His life was so far from normal that even to imagine it any different was insanity so he settled on the default, he had no idea how he would feel going from chaos and action to comfort and boringness. He had grown accustomed to the lifestyle in one way or another.

You on the other hand weren't in a relationship solely because you didn't want to be. And you were proud of it. You are young and just enjoying sex and fun while you still can. Kids and marriage were never in the picture for you and at the most you could see yourself raising a sweet little boy you adopted. But you'd never met anyone that made you want to settle down or that you could see a future with. You were a self-proclaimed slut. Your friends say you'd fuck anything in a 5 foot radius which isn't true but your body count is in the late 20s (ignoring blowjobs which don't realllyy count) And you enjoyed it, couldn't get enough.

You and Leon worked together, acquaintances but if someone asked you'd call him your friend. You had been on a few smaller missions together, you were hot for him and he was such a flirt. You could've sworn you threw out at least 3 pairs of panties just from just making eye contact with the man. But you were a professional woman and couldn't do anymore than glance and flirt with him on the job. Which is why you're thanking god and the heavens above that Chris and Jill and a few other people from the office invited you out clubbing tonight. They made sure to tell you Leon was coming because you are not an inconspicuous woman.

You'd finished your hair and makeup and slid on your little black dress, it may be basic but fuck you looked good it hugged you in all the right places(god you have a great ass). You put on your lipstick afterwards because you didn't want smears on the inside of the dress. and then put a bracelet and some earrings on, basic but you didn't want to get tangled up while dancing. You grabbed your little matching black purse and strapped your heels on and went and sat on your couch, eager. You had started getting ready 3 hours early, but who could blame you? It had been all you were thinking about all day. Your stomach churned in excitement as you tried to pull your attention to the TV to pass the 30 minutes you had to waste before they swung by to pick you up. You grabbed a piece of bread and nibbled on it to the incoherent talking it was hard to eat with your gut constricting in excitement. Really all you were thinking about was how to talk to Leon.

They finally arrived a minute late, a polite knock on your door followed by Chris banging on it and yelling "POLICE OPEN UP!" you giggled and opened the door to jill punching him in the arm. You were stunned for a second by the presence of Leon behind them just staring at you. He was like a sexy ghost. You regained your thoughts and said "you're two minutes late this is unacceptable" crossing your arms feigning anger. Jill gets on her knees and pleads "I'm so so sorry we had car troubles, whatever could i do to make it up to you" faking a cry. You put your hand to her face and say "you should've walked." You two make eye contact after your statement and cant hold it in any longer erupting in laugher. They start to walk to the car parked in the parking lot of your apartment building. You wait a second to lock the door and Leon stays by your side while the others start a conversation of their own. "You're quiet" you say pulling the key out and putting it in your bag. "I know, I honestly just don't know what to say" you share an awkward chuckle "you look nice" he said making eye contact with you. You look up at him nudging his shoulder with your own "thank you, I think this is my first time seeing you dressed like a normal person. Like if you ever wore sweatpants I think my head might explode." He laughs at that not a lot but it's genuine. You get to the car and climb into the back seat with Leon, he holds the door open "your seat madam" "why thank you sir" you say with a smile. You hear Chris say "knew itt" before jill hits him again.

The car was fun, listening fun trashy white girl music to get in the mood and singing along, cracking stupid jokes and doing bits with your friends in the front. Leon was making fun of the music the most but even he started humming along eventually, you're never letting him live it down. During the parts he was silent he would just stare at you talking and having fun, you were too caught up to notice the way he was studying your features, the curve of your nose, how you look when you laughed, the little moles and freckles on your skin, he was soaking it all in like a sickly victorian child seeing the sun. You sat back for a second to see him biting at dead skin on his lip when he brought his focus back to the conversation. You reached in your bag and pulled out some chapstick and handed it to him, he looked a little stunned (and a little turned on at your thoughtfulness) he put it on around and on his lips because they really needed it. You looked at him when his hand pulled away you noticed a sheer pink color outlining his mouth. You let out a giggle and he looked at you confused "what?." "I forgot it was tinted" you said hand covering your mouth in shock and interest. "I bet i look fabulous" he said with a flat tone and then puckering his lips at you. "yeah the smeared lipstick look is really in right now" you say giggling at his accidentally over-lined lips before leaning over and grabbing his face to wipe around his lips so he doesn't look insane. His breath hitched feeling your thumb swiping under his lips. "You know you could've just asked to kiss me, didn't have to make me look stupid" he said almost mumbling cause he didn't want to move him mouth too much and mess you up. "As if!! kissing you would be like kissing sandpaper! You are one cold morning away from a mouthful of blood from those cracks on your lips" you say pulling away from his face.

You knew what you were doing, and you knew that he liked you. You weren't dumb and you weren't gonna play it. You saw how he looked at you and god he had to know to some capacity how much you wanted him.

He was all you could get off to when you were alone now, sneaking a hand down to your panties and wishing it was his. Pumping your finger in and out of yourself almost antagonistically, you had assumed he'd be teasing and mean in your fantasies about him. And you would be lying if you said you said you hadn't been sleeping with more blonde guys as of recent to pretend that they're him. But none of them fucked you like Leon did in your head.

You guys pulled up the club finally, "The Alley Cat" stupid name but a dance floor and booze is a dance floor and booze. Starting to walk towards the door you notice that what you assumed was a busy sidewalk was a line around the block to get in. "This place is brand new how'd they find it so fast" jill said with a look of defeat. "Clubbers are menaces. Just give me a second I can get us in" you said adjusting your bra and arching your back very slightly.

You sauntered towards the bouncer, a man who looked to be in his late 30s, grown out buzz cut, brown mean eyes and a pair of sunglasses adorning his head. He was strong, not as strong as the men you worked with but you knew he could throw you around like you weighed as much as a napkin. He was tall too, too tall but that seemed to be good when your occupation is to be a human brick wall. His arms were crossed as he watched you strut up to him, squeezing your cleavage together and pouting. "Hello sir, i was wondering if you'd let me and my friends in" touching his chest "we were just sooo excited" you say slowly lips still in a pout looking up at him with half lidded eyes. "mmm.. I'll let you guys in if you make it worth my while" he said with a disgusting grin, you were such a hypocrite for being grossed out by the man when you knew that thats exactly what you were trying to get him to agree to. Just comes with the territory of being a woman I guess. You turn around with a wide smile on your face and wave your friends over. Jill squeals and trots over in her heels to hug you.

Leon had watched the whole ordeal go down, he had no idea what the two of you were saying but he could tell whatever you were doing was working. He had no right to be jealous so why was he, you two were barely friends he had no claim on you. Is what he tried to tell himself but his stomach was bubbling with jealousy and a little bit of anger. Anger that continued to grow when he saw the bouncer walk the group in and sweep you off to god knows where to do god knows what.

"She needs to stop doing this I would've been fine with waiting an hour or two" jill said with a sigh sitting down at the bar she ran her fingers through her short hair and looked around getting a scope of the place. "Doing what?" He said barely loud enough to hear over the music. Leon knew the answer to the question but he still asked anyways praying silently she wouldn't say it. "The last 5 times we've went to clubs she's pulled the whole seduce the bouncer thing and then suck him off in a backroom or closet. It's her choice at the end of the day but that must be really degrading mentally overtime for her. She may say she loves being a whore now but I don't think it's good for her to be treated like an object so often." Leon listened sympathetically but he was gritting his teeth internally at the idea of you sleeping with someone who wasn't him.

Leon didn't understand why he was feeling this way, you're gorgeous and he knew that, everyone knew that. But he enjoyed being around you. Every time he sees you he gets a little flustered thinking about how to talk to you and 'accidentally' eavesdropping when you'd talk about something you were passionate about, or recent news, or a mission or just something you enjoyed. He'd listen and wish he was the person you were talking to. He was absolutely infatuated with you. And he realized recently that the reason for it is because you're so interesting. He could never keep a girlfriend or fling before because he'd get bored so fast, he was addicted to the chaos in his life. It was his normal. And he wanted you to be that one constant in his life who he wakes up to every morning and wonders "what is she doing today?." because he knows it'll be a different answer every time. He wanted you to be his inconstant constant. By now the simmer of jealousy in his stomach had turned to a boil and it was spilling out. It should be him thats you're on your knees in front of not some loser who works at a club. He shivers at the thought.

The bouncer leads you to a storage closet about the size of a small bedroom, he starts nipping at your neck and groping your tits through your dress before pushing you to your knees in-front of him. his back against the cold concrete wall. You unzip his black pants music blaring through the door although the bass is louder than anything else. You pull his dick out, half hard and pump it a few times. "Just fucking suck it you little club slut." You knew it was his idea of dirty talk but it still didn't stop you from rolling your eyes. But maybe thats just because he's not Leon.

You take the tip into your mouth licking and sucking on it and finding his sensitive spot on the underside of his dick, you play with it for a little before he grabs a hold of your hair and starts throat fucking you. Drool pooling around your mouth and dribbling down your chin. Your eyes started to water as you relaxed your throat and just took him. That went straight to your panties, something inside you loved being manhandled. You were insatiable. Your makeup was probably fucked right now but you were too busy to care, and it was too dark in the club for anyone to notice. You started to move along with him as you could feel him getting closer squeezing your hair and his moans heightening in pitch, mouth falling into an 'O'. Or rather he was getting closer because before you could think Leon had busted through the door.

The mans whose name you still don't know's hand went limp on the back of your head as his whole body stilled. You pulled off of him a string of spit connecting you and his dick. Leon looked furious, jaw clenched and hands balled up into tight little fists definitely leaving little crescent-shaped marks in his palms. "Leon?" you said confused, barely able to think to ask why he's here before he punches the man straight in the nose. His head flies back holding his face, before he lunges on Leon. Theres a short lived battle of arms and legs before Leon is pinned down and cuffed. "You both are fucking out. now."

The man escorts you both out, Leons hands cuffed behind his back being held and you walking freely alongside, not wanting to embarrass yourself even more. He throws you two out on the curb and you hear a few people in the front of the line snicker. You make a quick call to Jill to say Leon got you two kicked out and that you'd update her later and you wanted her to enjoy her night, and to tell the people who haven't shown up yet that they can just say they're with her.

"Yeah, Yeah I'm sorry.. I know!! It's terrible, but he's probably just drunk. Yeah i'll get him home safe. Yeah. Okay, love you bye bye"

Thats all Leon hears as you're on the phone pacing back towards him, it was an odd habit you picked up. Needing to be doing something while talking to someone.

You look up at him with a mix of pity and annoyance and run your hands through your hair with a sigh. "C'mon, I'm walking you home. gotta make sure you don't beat anyone else up." You pat his back and start walking.

"I'm not drunk.."

"Sure Leon."

The two of you walk in silence for what feels like an eternity, the sounds of honks and angry drivers keeping you two sane. You take a sharp breath and contemplate your words before spitting them out.

"Why'd you do that Leon?" You say softly, looking over at him.

He refuses to look you in the eye, focusing on the sidewalk ahead of you. He responds with barely a mumble. "Jealous"

"What..?"

He finally looks you in the eyes and sighs "I was jealous.. can we just pretend like this never happened?"

You ignore his question. "Why were you jealous Leon.."

He groans and looks up to the sky, massaging his neck.

"Why do you think"

You smile at him, small. He doesn't notice though.

"Youuu like meee"

"You're making me wish I didn't right now"

"Shut up" You push his arm slightly, he stumbles over his feet to the side.

"So?"

"I mean I guess you're kinda cute" You say sarcastically, smile widening.

"Kinda?" He leers at you with that smirk on his face

you wanted to fuck it off of him

After a few more minutes of walking and bantering you arrive at his apartment, you climb up the stairs with him and he unlocks the door with ease. You follow him inside.

He takes his jacket off, revealing his toned back covered by a thin layer of cloth, if you weren't wet before you were now. He turns around to ask you a question but before he could even finish the first word you practically pounced on him.

Lips pressing against his, hands gripping onto his shirt desperately, like if you let go he'd disappear. He was shocked at first before letting out a low chuckle into your mouth, that went straight to your panties.

One of his hands grip your waist and the other grips your ass, pulling your body even closer to his. He slides his tongue into your mouth, making you melt at his touch. Letting out a whine into the kiss, the hand that was holding your ass moves up to your scalp and pulls your head back. Gripping your hair tight, a string of saliva connecting your wet lips as he pulls you away from him.

This time a whine leaves your mouth but its more of a beg and less of a moan. "Awww so needy" He says mocking you. "Leon please.."

His grip on your scalp stays strong as he forces you to your knees, he lets go and moves his hand to caress your face. Using a thumb to part your lips, you just look up at him dumbly. He puts his thumb in your mouth and you start sucking it mindlessly. "good girl.."

You look up at him and nod your head with a "mhm."

"Take off your dress" he says sternly.

You unzip your small, revealing dress to reveal a matching set of black lace panties and bra. He hums in approval.

"You were planning on getting fucked tonight.. probably by some stranger that couldn't treat you half as good as me"

You just continue to look up at him.

"C'mon baby, I want you to show me exactly what you would've done to that bouncer."

You nod at him again and work quickly at his belt and button.

"Someones experienced."

You pull his pants and boxers down to his knees and kiss around his dick, biting his thigh.

You take his fully erect penis into your hand, stroking it a few times. He looks like he's in complete bliss just from that. Eyelashes fluttering and looking down at you like you're the most precious thing in the world.

You lick his tip, flicking your tongue on his frenulum. His hand grips tighter on the back of your head and he lets out a small gasp. You put his tip in your mouth, and he lets out a groan at that.

"Quit teasing" he says lowly almost in a growl.

"Thought you wanted me to do exactly what id do to him" you tease him.

And with that you put him in your mouth in an instant, deep throating him. You pull away for a moment, looking up at him "feel free to fuck my mouth."

You put him back in your mouth and with that he grips your hair and starts fucking into your mouth, you gag slightly, tears pooling in your eyes and drool leaking down your chin again.

He turns your bodies around so now you're pressed against the wall, still sitting. And now instead of moving your mouth back and forth he's thrusting his hips into your mouth, losing himself and moaning. Your fingers are now digging into his clothed thighs, leaving crescent shaped marks on his meaty thighs.

You were sopping wet by this point, trying to hump the ground or your heel for some friction. Your heel was now rubbing against your clit and you let out a moan around him.

"fuckfuckfuckfuck such a good girl, just a little throat for men to use aren't you?"

He grips your hair again and with another long moan he releases into your throat. Coating the inside of your mouth completely, pulling out slightly too soon and spurting a little onto your cheek. You swallow all of it and then open your mouth to show him.

"God you're such a slut"

He uses one hand to grab your face, pointer finger and thumb squishing each side of your face. Pulling you to stand up.

He takes you to his bedroom and you fall back onto his bed with a giggle.

He undoes your heels slowly, a more sensual and tender moment compared to what you guys were doing just minutes ago. He takes both of them off and takes off his shirt leaving him nude and you wearing your bra and panties.

He crawls over your body and plants soft kisses to your collar bones and chest, before unhooking your bra. you arch your back slightly so he can do it easier. He slides it off of your arms and continues trailing soft kisses all over your chest before licking around one of your nipples.

It was gentle and made you feel safe in an odd sense, he looks up at you with blown out eyes. Hair slightly messy and him looking sexier than ever.

"Gonna treat you so much better than any of those assholes, gonna make you cum til your sobbing happy tears"

You caress his face with a soft smile, your smaller hand giving him comfort. You pull his face closer to your own and pull him into a kiss, wrapping your leg around his waist. He brings a hand down to squeeze your ass.

"Was thinking about doing this when I saw you in that slutty little dress."

He leans back for a moment, to grab your panties and slide them off of you, throwing them somewhere in his room. Doesn't matter, you're not getting them back.

He moves back into you, grabbing inside of your knee and putting it back around his waist, lining his dick up with your pleading hole. Barely putting his tip in and watching himself just disappear into you.

"Quit teasing Leon, please.. need you" You look up at him with a pleading look, he snickers at your desperateness before pushing into you completely. Your soft walls hugging and squeezing him just right, you felt like heaven. He would stay right here forever if he could.

He lets out a groan and starts moving, you moan along with him. He filled you up so perfectly.

"Fuck, could get used to this cunt. Sucking me in so good, made for me"

He continues to fuck into you at an increasingly fast pace, your pussy making wet squelching sounds as he pounds into you. Abusing your g-spot.

"Say it sweetheart, no one could fuck you as good as me" he says smirking at you, your hips slamming together to make a harmony of moans and wet sounds.

"No one could fuck me as good as you Leon, feel s'good. Making me feel so gooomph" you choke out a sob as he picks up the pace even more.

"Clit.. Leon please" you manage to squeak out while he pounds into you. He brings a hand down to rub small circles on you, you're so close to breaking. This man knew how to press all of your buttons just right, you knew it was just sex talk but maybe he was onto something.. maybe he was made for you.

You could feel yourself reaching your high, you felt the pressure building in your abdomen as you tried not to clench around Leon but you couldn't help it. He let out a moan when you did, bringing you even closer to the ledge. "its okay baby.. just come for me, c'mon sweetheart"

He starts fucking you at an even more relentless pace, and with a scream you finish around him, walls of your cunt fluttering around his still moving cock. You can only whimper and say his name as he continues his assault on your pussy, chasing his own release.

He starts to pepper kisses onto your neck as he starts to quicken his pace "can I cum inside?, please baby. Need to, been thinking about filling this little pussy up since we met"

You let out a whine and nod your head, as he starts to whimper himself in your ear.

"So good, so good for me, gonna breed you. And you're gonna love it aren't you? Yeah you are, little fucking slut."

Biting down on your shoulder and he starts to spurt inside of you, seed filling you up to the brim as he thrusts a few more times, riding out his orgasm as he kisses around the bite mark he left on your neck. His trusts slow down and his hips eventually still inside of you.

He looks up from your neck at your face in a haze before pecking you on the lips. "Wanna be the only person who gets to fuck you, and kiss you and hold you like this. Let me take you out on a date okay? Be your little boyfriend"

You smile at him and wrap your arms around his neck and roll over so now you're on top of him "yeah.. I think id like that Leon"

You kiss him on the lips again, this one much more gentle and soft than the hungry kisses you two shared earlier. You lift your hips off of him, pulling his dick out of you with a wince. He watches in awe as his cum drips out of you onto his torso.

"I'm never letting you go now"

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OKAY HAII AUTHORS NOTE:

This took so fucking long to write and its pretty proofread but if there are any mistakes just tell me. Proud of this!!!!

[kikiki-rrrrah]

where... do we start. well lance stroll didn't. we got a black flag for the first time since 2007 for nico. not one williams survived. double alpine podium?? !! and a presentation in the power of friendship. max is a FREAK enuf said. lewis was NOT joking when he said he wanted senna's 1990 mclaren for the actual race cos we all saw him in that mercedes four wheeled jump ball. a red flag. two safety cars. two deleted laps. not even the fia knew what they were doing with the race start. the fact that if the race hadn't been rescheduled it barely would have had rain at all lmao. this race would make a hell of a drinking game if it's a shot for every yellow flag. and i didn't even include quali. interlagos u are feared by many loved by all no one else has ur sexy mess chaotic swag

[dollfaced-erin]

the jing yuan x dan jia x yanqing found family is everything to me

help stop this is so cute, I CAN SEE IT.

jing yuan had always been a silent man. yes he's always lazy and slacking off, but who knew just how much trouble was stirring inside of him ? bro even had to forget snowmoon because of the grief he felt when she died after the abundance wars ;;-;; he suffered so much from the wrongs of his friends, leaving him alone to bear the weight of everything and bro has so much self-restraint to never go bonkers or let mara engulf his poor soul ?!?! bro even had to take up all the shame and humility his friends caused and clean up after their messes like bro IS A GODDAMN WALKING GREEN FLAG ? not to mention he is the damn general of the LUOFU ITSELF HELP-

dan jia / (Y/n) is in a similar boat. she was literally imprisoned by the perceptors because she was a luofu high elder with her brother. she was basically cooped up, told this and that, thrown duties onto her she never complained about because she a true kween. then she was literally used as sacrifice for a ritual (not a cult, i promise), before being put into sleep forcefully because of her powers being sucked out involuntarily while she was still using them (hell naur) not to mention waking up and having to deal with all this shizz again help poor homegirl needs her rest for once AND PEACEFUL ONE TOO.

yanqing...not only did his dad go get milk, HIS MOM DID TOO AND JUST...ABANDONED THE POOR BABY ?! bro this child ? i would adopt him. jing yuan mustve had trouble trying to control this boy, but i know that deep down yanqing just wants to be stronger and improve day after day to help jing yuan. like he cant help but his dad is like so stress AND FOR WHTA ?! HIS HAIR IS ALREADY WHITE (jokes) bro is trying so hard to be the next swordsmaster even tho it's so looked down upon, but bby really just wants to prove that he is capable enuf to help jing yuan is all !

them three being together is like...the most wholesome thing ever. jing yuan has remnants of his happy days with (y/n) even tho she isnt dan jia anymore, she accepts that, but at the same time it's no longer her since times have changed and so did she.

(y/n) on the other hand accepts the peaceful like that yanqing brings her, a light in the darkness that guides her through her more stressful days with reminding her days of what it was like when she and jing yuan were young (mother father ? pls adopt me too).

yanqing is happy, though he doesnt have his biological parents, he has jing yuan who he sees as a father figure (seeing that the general raised him, just hope he is a better version that his hi3 self, help) and though he had just met (y/n) while she was awake and vice versa, he seems to be able to click with her and seems to be quite protective of her.

hoping that one day he'll actually call her mom to see her reaction. i bet jing yuan would SOB.

[midnxght-sweet-time]

Tart thief is so good omg, we need more dom Riddle smut.

Reader gonna be pregnant after all of those cream pies Riddle gave her lmaooooo

Thank youuuusssss qwq im so glad someone gave me a comment on it even if its just one. I wasnt really sure about the quality of the writing cuz to be fair— I was writing it on copium hydroxide for an upcoming test and during english class cuz i had just that alot of free time lmao

Also that– the smut- was pretty much the first time Ive ever written smut honestly. I mean I have written one or two before but they were more or less short scenarios than part of a fic. So I hope they were atleast acceptable ^^

Anyways enuf with how i wrote it- YES we need more dom Riddle. Tbf theres alot of Riddle content honestly but not enough about Riddle going for the 'punish the darling' trope. Cuz lets be honest- we kinda think Riddle is usually more lenient towards a darling unless its a toxic relationship/angsts which I dont mind- :DD

Shameless plug but I am currently working on a Beta!Riddle fic. It wont be smut but I want to explore the concept of bratty little tyrant cuz NO ONE TALKS MUCH ABOUT HIM AND HIS POTENTIAL–

But OH BOI- Riddle may be in the zone now when his still folding you down and driving his cock in your hole but I imagine the aftermath of that scenario is that you gotten so stimulated, you passed out and the moment Riddle found you limp on his table— PANIC- did he go too far? Oh no-

Dw- cuz he will make it up to you by cleaning you up, cuddling with your unconcious body and maybe placing those hot water bags (heater water bags? I forgot what their called-) on your thighs and lower abdomen in hopes that will soothe your arching.

But then the next morning when Riddle is drowsy but also not in a sex drive mode, he realised: oh shit– he may have gotten his darling pregnant. My guy gotta pray to the great sevens he did you on a safe day or a miracle is about to happened. And if you do come back with a positive pregnancy test– PANIC— again cuz this is a way worse problem than some sore thighs

But you two can work things out right? Im sure Crowley would understand you got a little— touchy with your partner and everyone knows how much you like the strawberry boi. If they dont, they do now-

Good thing is, Riddle has you all to himself now :DD and you two can start a family. Riddle can have a child and hope once he graduates he can live with you and love you forever ♡

Just make sure you know to ask for his permission on tarts next time okay? If you want spend the night with him you couldve just asked ;))

[thatgirl4815]

Everything hits the spot except for sand. I mean doesn't he have enough to care for. Hell his primary caretaker is someone who needs to be cared for and he cares for himself. Isn't that difficult enuf. The urge to fix something that's broken, that has potential to be beautiful, i understand. But why love him...sand is confident. Then where does his need for acknowledgement stem from. So many options and he still falls for messy selfish problematic ray? I mean other than that face and an occasionally entertaining mouth he has nothing going for him. Ok fine the money and sex. And sand has definitely refused the former, the later I bet isn't all that happening at the moment. So it begs the question why. If they do get together what's in it for sand? Or is it the overall love is love stuff. But that means sand is one of the only person in this messy story that is actually in love. Not sure if i'm supposed to say ew or aww...

You raise an interesting question here, which is Why does Sand like Ray anyway? I think this question is so important because I imagine it's the same one Sand has been asking himself this whole time.

You're right, Sand has lived his whole life having to support both himself and his mother. Ray isn't particularly special—he doesn't make exceptions for Sand the way Sand does for him, and he certainly doesn't always treat Sand the way he deserves.

I think there are ultimately two parts to this answer of why Sand cares about Ray. Firstly, even though it's difficult being in a caretaker position, Sand has grown so accustomed to it that those responsibilities have become a part of who he is. He sees himself as a helper and provider, as someone others can turn to when they're in need. I’d argue he gets fulfillment from knowing that he's taking care of others well. His mom is grateful to him, and I believe he savors the thought that she's okay largely due to his efforts. The term ‘savior’ might be a bit of an exaggeration, but I don't think it's too far off. As you say, fixing something that's broken is a thrill in and of itself, so I imagine that factors in as well.

If Sand sees himself as a natural caretaker, then Ray is the prime example of someone in need of caretaking. Ray is reckless and immature in a lot of ways, not all of which are his fault. Even before Sand learns part of Ray's backstory, he consistently helps him and indulges him. Part of it is Sand's instinct to help people, but I think it's also due to intrigue. Additionally, while Ray has a lot of flaws, he's shown that he can admit his faults. (He's also incredibly thankful, which I think Sand values even more than his apologies.)

The second reason Sand gravitates towards Ray is because of their genuine chemistry. For how cruel Ray acts towards Sand later (I'm referring specifically to their fights, though Ray is notably drunk/high both times they've had a real argument), Ray is quite flirtatious and friendly towards him in general, if a bit pushy. It's implied in episodes 2 and 3 that they spend a lot of time talking and enjoying each other's company. I imagine a lot of Sand and Ray's relationship development happens offscreen, when they're just hanging out. Ironically, those quiet moments are some of the most important when it comes to growing feelings.

I get frustrated when Sand and Ray's relationship gets reduced to "Sand is a pushover and Ray is just using him," because to me that's discounting all of the actual relationship building they've done. Not to say Ray has not used Sand in some ways (then again, Sand also used Ray to get his revenge on Top), but for Ray to be strictly using Sand, I don't think he would show such active engagement with Sand's own interests. The clothing store, the record store, the concert, the club—those are all places that Ray went with Sand because he wanted to get a better sense of his life. He wouldn’t dedicate such time to doing what Sand wanted if his sole intention was to have Sand take care of him/offer his companionship.

You could argue that Ray goes along with Sand to convince him that he cares without actually caring, but there are signs suggesting Ray has been paying close attention (more recently, someone pointed out how Ray recognized the Freddie Mercury costumes in Ep8, while he didn't even know who Queen was in Ep4). To sum it up: I think Ray cares too much about learning who Sand is for him be a mere distraction. At first, this argument made sense to me, but not so much now.

We see Sand grappling with this question of why do I care?" a lot in Eps 5. In Sand's monologue in the intro and conclusion, he sounds almost perplexed, like he can't believe he's really carved out a 25th hour in his day for someone like Ray. We see Ray through Sand's eyes there, and it's clear Sand has this pull towards him that he can't quite define.

That's the other tricky part about this whole "What makes him care?" discussion…it can be hard to articulate what draws us to people. Their aura, their personality, the way they look at us, their sense of humor—all of these could have some role to play here, but I don't think Sand could boil down his interest in Ray to a single answer. The two of them just click. Add some deep discussions and a few fun dates, and the feelings develop naturally from there.

If I were to condense all of these argurents down, I'd say that Sand's care for Ray developed out of an inclination to help someone in need, someone he recognized as being a victim. Sand's smart; he noticed early that there's more to Ray's drinking than a college kid's bad habits. That inclination to help morphed into intrigue, and from there he got caught up in the thrill of being with Ray, enjoying his company the same way Ray enjoys his. As the audience, we've seen the worst parts of Ray, but I think it's easy to forget that Sand and Ray have had a lot of friendly interactions behind the scenes. We don't necessarily have to see those scenes to know how deep their impact is on the relationshug.

[skincareroutine]

youll never guess why im late for class omg so i went to 5 guys b4 n on my way home i was at that huge intersection and i was abt to go straight thru when the light turned green n it was green but this random dog started strolling on the road leashless n i was like waiting there for their owner to clear it n NO OWNER so it kept crossing the road n i was like okay i guess im following this dog so it doesnt get HIT by a CAR so i did an illegal right turn and literally parked my car there in a haste n then i remembered i parked next to a fire hydrant n moved my car and the dog was just walking around. n then it barked at me in my parked car b4 i got out. the dog got distracted n ran towards some other ppl on a hiking trail n i was gonna run after it but then this white car pulled in w the window pulled down n i asked the white guy hey is that ur dog? n he was like no he was at the intersection too n then he took a turn n came back n he said he lived in the area. n i was telling him i was just gonna call animal control so the poor dog doesnt get hit or scared N THEN HE HAD THE AUDACITY to be like oh he has a collar i was gonna call the owner. I KNOW HE HAS A COLLAR. the dog literally almost got hit by a car why would u try to reach for a collar of a dog that is frightened anyway BTW at least im being proactive i KNOW the number for animal control!! what do u have white man NOTHING u dont even have the dog. anyway he was nice enuf to tell me that he could take care of it and i trusted him cus he did genuinely live in the area so its probably his neighbours-- whatever will graham moment on my part i was gonna just bring the dog home if im being honest

[pitynostars]

ok so first things first, i loooove gatwa's doctor so much already. if nothing else, i love the masterclass in acting he's putting on, his expressiveness is so impressive. he brings a very fun energy to the role

the church on ruby road has me feeling a bit mixed as well. the plot was kind of meh, and i didn't like how in the alternate universe ruby's mum was just so mean without her. it didn't make sense. like what makes ruby so special, hm 🤨 what's this one white blond baby got that all the other babies in the world don't 🤨 i know the point was to show how much ruby meant to her mum, but like. there are other ways to do it than have a complete 180 in characterization.

i'm honestly not super interested in the mystery of ruby's parentage (which apparently seems like it will be a huge thing unless they're just making stuff up to fake us out, in which case, good on them). but i don't want it to be some big reveal i'm sorry 😩 especially not because if it is, people will bend over backwards to say how great storytelling it is when they'd never say that if moffat did a plot like this. i hadn't even considered the possibility really, when i'd first watched it, i thought it's just not that deep, but maybe i'm wrong. the people who are theorizing that ruby is rose and tentoo's daughter are sooo funny though like

ur only saying that because she's blond and we all know nobody on this show can be blond without being related to The Blond(tm) 🙄

that literally means they abandoned their kid. yes. such good parents 😫

i also feel like we didn't....really get to know ruby that well? i'll reserve judgement to give them more time obviously, and millie seems very green (not a judgement on her, and she and ncuti seem to have a lot of fun energy together) so there's still time and there's a lot of time in general for the stories to get going, and it had to do double duty as a christmas special and an intro episode for both new doctor and new companion so like, my feelings may also change with time. anyways those are my thots for now

yesss i was sold on gatwa very quickly i just hope he doesn't become 10th doctor rehash number 2345932853845 i am so tired. give him something new. also praying him and ruby don't have a romance angle there were a couple of moments in CORR i was like. GOD NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO NOT AGAIN.

CORR plot being meh i agreeee but also xmas specials plot is a lot of times like a wafer and as someone who watched it quite roasted ngl i kinda appreciated it 😂

YEAH omhg tho with ruby disappearing and her mum (i want to say carla??) completely changing as a person??? i get that the point was supposed to be like one little change can make such an impact etc etc as well. but also i was just like. .... ok but what about the other kids wasnt good enuf ???? maybe i'm a cynic lol. but fr have another MORE kids on the wall bc she's trying to fill a gap she doesn't know is from what !!!! IMAGINE.... especially with it being sort of set up as a doctor/companions parallel oh my god

nooo oh my god i know what you mean about rubys parents i like that theyre setting it up as a counter to 13s "it doesn't matter i'm good as i am my past doesnt define me" etc. but i really want it to not be interesting. i want her parents to just be like. normal people who had to make a hard choice lol. oh my god. i just realised. we're gonna go thru a fucking rey star wars arc with her im gonna lose it byee... imagine she ends the series like "im ruby doctor" :) i would quit watching.

but yeah 100% it's gonna be a big thing. atm i dont care but i guess we'll see and hope they do something interesting with it.... prayers she's an alien tbf

rose and tentoo would be terrible parents tbf i said what i said.

YEAH i know what you mean i feel like that about gatwa too i think its hard making the first intro for both an xmas special because it has to be kinda silly and rompy so you cant rlly get too into the grit of the characters?? still reserving judgement on them both, but its taken me a while to warm up to like. everyone in dr who since bill--- wait i take that back i loved bel in flux from like her first scene but she's not a doc or companion.

[nervousbreadartist]

totally gave up on cringetober BUT i realized i dont post nearly enough oc art on here so heres an honorary cringetober crow

some crow explanations under the cut bcuz while ive posted about him on my main i dont think ive explained nearly enuf about him

crow is one of my favorite characters to draw actually. he's had a long history. he started as my dream smp self insert character, but now he's become his own beast kinda

he really exists as a few distinct versions in my head. there's self insert!crow (of course) who exists in a quantum state of Whichever Media I'm Into™️. he's kind of own guy separate from Crow The Main Character.

theres caged!Crow, which im currently writing a story about >:3 (he's lowkey the one im the least interested in. its an important part of his story but a lot of it is just trauma and shenanigans).

theres fallen!Crow, or healing!Crow, who's depicted here. this is when he really starts to develop a personality beyond just being angsty. he's still very angsty , but we start to see more of his real personality shine through. I really like exploring characters dealing with the aftermath of what happens in the main story, and Crow has a lot of healing and maturing to do.

there's self actualized!Crow, which is kind of him after the bulk of his healing. i imagine that once he feels ready to start a normal life, he goes around and explores the world. he's a lot more independent in this stage, and although he still deals with his trauma, he's in a place where it doesn't control and define him. he really gets a chance to enjoy life and be a person.

I'll probably talk/draw more about Crow and his story, but he's a character really close to my heart, and i wanted to share at least some of his story here!

[saexy]

wdu think abt being divorced parents w sae but there is still some bed chem 👀 and maybe the divorce wasn’t the best idea bc u both still crave for eachother ( don’t mind me I’m delulu)

GREAT ASK NONIE..... oh oh nonniee!! lets dig deeper bec i have opinions i want to voice lmao...

i think sae and you will always gonna have something unsaid something more even if youre divorced... considerimg you guys had kids.. he was def not playing or this wasnt really accidental.. he knows things you dont tell yourself, tgere is an intensity to the companionship you shared, youre an open book to him. I SEE him as a very serious fatger figure, someome who is always going to stick around his kids, sae knew what his childhood lacked so he is def is gonna make sure his babies are never neglected and if you do decide to move on and date, and god forbid he finds youre seeing other men :') he'll be all up in your space questioning your whereabouts and how easy youre gonna let just any rando guy walk in their kids' life, bec he is not letting it happen, "i wanna meet this guy" he'll make obnoxious remarks, and would prolly tell him straight to his face, no guy can never take his place so he shouldnt bother either, he is never gonna be part of his daughters' lives... never a part of the family, and tge most interesting part would be sae would sit insulting yoir date and you'd stay quiet the whole time bec you're kind of turned on squirminh in your seat seeing him like this, no half ass man would ever even compete to the love sae has for both of your kids. and youre angry and its not long till you are shutting the door ready to discuss sae's behaviour...but he knows the angrier you get, he winss :') so its gonna end up in your bed each time and i think eveytime you see him w kids, or vice versa alot of feelings are gonna resurface especially on family times, were youre both putting kids to bed or they sleep on one of your arms and he is aksing you to hand her over, and there is a little soft unspoken sparks reigniting, until youre both losing yoirselves in each others gaze, and makes you think why did you divorce him... you're never gonna move on, and he knows there isnt any otger woman ever being good enuf to bear his children.. :') OVERALL DIVORCE EXPERINECE W SAE 10/10 youre never gettting rid of him, he is a parasite stuck and he blames you at times bec you're not doing a good eenough job sometimes and um maybe he is a little too mean and an ass but he only does it to crawl under your skin so you can always just run back to him :') he means well.. he loves you.. but he sucks at soekaing stuff this is the only way :')

[strikingskeletonsiege]

Your Result: Red; love as passion You are the rose in the center of the garden. You are the thunderstorm that shakes windows and lights up the faces of those who watch eagerly from their porch. Loving you is a whirlwind, exhilarating dance, a night shared between lovers and their mingled breath. A rush of momentum, a brilliant supernova. Love to you is adrenaline, a fire to warm your hands and heart with.

((Siege has a complicated relationship with the concept of love and wouldn't take the quiz to begin with but I think it's a nice result for him uwu

[kombuuuu]

hi hi hi!! just caught up w all your works, the tiktok one had me gigglin' n shit, hobie's spider kisses are gorgeous and I would let him tug me by the belt loops whenever he wants ( i do aspire to smooch him, romantically that is.), and deflecting II??? girl, I wanted to shit tears and cry and laugh and roll myself on into a grave bc HELLO???? sorry about your phone, i hope it gets fixed soon, I wanna see the projects, both the shoes and the drawing !!! keep updating xoxo 💫

star!!!! my no.1 anon

the tiktok one is a fan fav on ao3 i think lololz!! I WOULD ALSO LET HOBIE TUG MY BELT LOOPS WNVR HE WANTED !!! he has full reign ovr those -- smooching him is a huge plus

LOLZ IM GLAD U LIKED IT B!! i ws stressed it wasnt gonna be good enuf compred to the first one, but i like how open the end was,, still romantic but not everbearing ykno

also dont roll in graves those are dirty baby stars are too pretty for that

and its totes oky!! no stress, it was bound to happen eventually lollll-- ive had it like two n a half yrs

i will def show as soon as i can!!! i will continue to update (i m genuinely calling apple rn) XXX !!

[gsasustainability]

Hayley Dawson, Master of Letters in Art Writing

The Histories and Lives of Working-Class Glasgow

Winner 2024 Graduate GSA Sustainability Degree Show Prize

I have just completed the Art Writing MLitt, studying part time over the last two years. Throughout this time I have focused on what it means to be working-class in the creative sector, particularly within the Glasgow arts scene. I have written longer form pieces exploring my family’s history within the Glasgow area, as someone who still inhabits many of the same areas they did. I have also published written pieces in full Scots in an attempt to subvert the assumed notions of knowledge and power and how language is represented in spaces of academia. My practice documents my research and struggles to fit in as a working-class person in a predominantly middle-class art world, and the ways in which working-class culture and community helps me to process this divide.

I also work with sculpture; using ceramics, fabric and casting to explore and document the lives and experiences of the working-class and how objects feature heavily in our lives. I used ceramic wall hangings to explore Scots language and the need to preserve my own mother tongue. I have worked with the Agnes Owens Archive, a recently established archive of Owens’ life and work, who was critically underknown in her life time and is only now gaining recognition posthumously. I made a bust of Agnes as part of a two person show exploring her and Alasdair Gray’s work. The bust was my attempt to reclaim statues and busts, often reserved for important figures, for the working-class person. I also made a ceramic sculpture of a library as part of the exhibition. This spoke of the places working-class people feel comfortable in, as opposed to academia and other institutions. A lot of my work has discussed the discomfort that myself and other working-class people feel in places such as universities. The library functioned as one such physical embodiment of the topics I discuss in my writing.

Recently I have focused on looking at class through the lens of time and grief. My granda passed away during the course and I had already been making work about his career as a stereotyper within the wider scope of my family history. It felt cathartic to continue writing about him and to cement his legacy, which would otherwise perhaps only be known by his family and friends. To continue to expand the context of a cannon of other working-class people who are beginning to be acknowledged for their important contribution to arts, creativity and the wider world.

I would also like to share with you some of my writing.

A hopeless case

Yer a hopeless case (insert name here): This is whit maist Scottish working-class weans are telt fae almost as soon as they kin hawd their heeds up, or similar words tae this effect listed below -

Ye’ll never amount tae onythin Stick in an get good grades an ye’ll probably be awrite You’ll no be rich or famous, dinny be sae stupit University’s no fir the likes ae us We’re working-class, we go tae work Dinnae haud yer breath Yer no pregnant or in the jail, so yer daein well Ye’ll need tae get a wee pert time joab if yer wantin tae buy yersel onythin I canny afford tae keep ye Yer no livin here rent free Who dae ye think ye urr We canny afford it Ye’ve tried tae get intae the uni wance, is that no enough Whit aboot just haein a wee faimilie an a man Its no much but its somethin It wis a gid enuf job fir me Ye’ve goat ideas above yir station lady Yi need tae earn yer keep Theres nae hope fir ye Am afraid ye don’t huv the right qualifications fur this joab Yer no exactly whit we’re lookin fur

Ye’ve goat great potential but Dinnae get ahead iv yersel Ye’ll be oot on yer arse if ye don’t get a joab quick smart How will ye pay yir bills Dae ye no jist wantae stay at hame Yer a waste of space Ya space cadet Yer tuned tae the moon Whit dae ye think this is, a hitel Ye work until ye drap Live tae work Go tae the heedies office Yer disturbin the rest ae the class thit wantae learn Qualifications areny everythin You dinnae need qualifications tae lift hings Have you no goat a brain in that heid ae yours Hawd yer wheesht Children should be seen an no heard Dinnae aim too high There wiz a mair experienced candidiate Ye’ll end up in the jeil Yi need tae stoap speakin scots if yi wantae get aheed Theres nae hope fir ye

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[thesecretattic]

Pls read my nerves are paining like hell they’re crushed I’m having the 50 meds for real now n using the cuttr on the already damaged nerves. had to share that WHO WILL READ? YOU WILL HARSH READ TODAY’S POSTS. FULL POST not just highlights. Read the whole post it’s the last one of my life! Dead end. No happy ending all unfairness and TORTURE ALL BRUTALITY “Dying a VIRGIN” THEY ALL DESERVED HIM n this is all I GOT? I WISH THEY’LL GET THE MOSR SEVEREST PUNISHMENT FOR HAVING HIM. I’m twitching here he KLLD ME RUTHLESSLY.

5 ppl dead now me🚨My legs are trembling cuz they are losing life it’s like that near death exp my heart is paining my heartbeats are almost flat my wheezing n chest are making sounds my chest is paining n feeling cold from inside low bp🩸 n my THROAT has scathed due cuz im STRUGGLING to breathe since so long my throat has scraped off which means my body is fighting to breathe. I starved myself to death since yedteday n cried enuf n crushed my veins FOR REAL THIS TIME I’m not lying in both the wrists by hitting myself as much as possible like carpel tunnel syndrome

#adityasinghrajputdeath #matthewperry #harshrajput #adityasinghrajput #OCD #mentalhealthmatters #rajivdatia #ketki #RushadRana #anupamaaserial

[midnxght-sweet-time]

Riddle's mom is gonna be furious- at Riddle for getting someone preggo and at MC for basically existing AND being pregnant🧍

NOOOO nonononononono-

We dont talk about the mom

The mother? Non-existant- for all I know- Riddle has no mother-

What mother? Riddle has a womb he came out of off? I always thought he poofed into existance and we got the most handsome precious strawberry boy in the universe- (im by no means a Riddle simp btw- coughs coughs)

Hah no but seriously- having a very strict mother is already disstressing. Riddle probably had to keep his mouth shut about ever having a darling or getting her pregnant at all if he doesnt want to upset his mom.

Hed have to wait til he could move out the house to finally start his own life with his darling and child qwq thats the only way how I see it...

Then again— the concept of Riddle snapping though 👁👁

Think about it: yes Riddle is very obedient towards his mother. Im sure he knows the torment and abuse his been put through by now but cant defy his mother because well- thats his mom and shes an important figure in his hometown.

But imagine perhaps during like a parent-teacher meet up maybe. Imagine Riddle finally had enuf of his mother's bs and or his mom finds out about you- Riddle cant just stand by anymore and lets all hell breaks lose to finally step up to his mother. NRC is probably a most likely place he would let his emotions fly with friends to back him up. I rather he tries to challenge his mom in school for the whole staff and students to see rather than back at his home where it feels more confinde and balanced only to his mothers favor if you know what I mean- atleast in NRC- its a perfect battlefield. Students unite to take down an asian mother- sounds about right-

Maybe once Riddle has finally beat some sense into his own mother, he could finally have the freedom and happily ever after he wants with his darling.

Skwkdnwkdbwjds Riddle fighting back with his mother hm... I might just draw that >;333