#& the family just laughs about it. i don't think anyone knows how 2 handle it if it's serious or how to even tell

[viiridiangreen]

sure it’s a lil awkward for me to have Gone Off abt brachyocephalic breeds being inhumane next to my partner’s cousin’s girlfriend who is A Pug Person & bought a puppy sometime last year

but in my defense my partner started it & neither they nor i remembered the existence of their pets at the time

& it’s also True so....

[berry-potchy]

Dad's Best Friend!Miguel O'Hara blurb because I'm obsessed

UPDATE: Part 2

I love the DBF!Miguel O'Hara scenarios that have you sneaking around and fucking while your family is around and unaware BUT consider:

DBF!Miguel O'Hara who offered to let you stay at his place when you moved out for college. You don't have to worry about rent or anything because he'll take care of everything. He'll take care of you.

It all seemed so good and innocent at the start. You even got to have the place to yourself most of the days because of his demanding job. Miguel said you can bring your friends over but no romantic partners or flings allowed. Not that you had anyone in that way when you're so busy yearning for Miguel. You've had a crush on him since forever and every time you tried to get into a relationship or have sex with anyone, anyone your age, your mind always compared them to Miguel. For the longest time you were hopelessly yearning, convinced that he'd never return your feelings until one night.

You were lying in bed trying to catch your breath after fucking your pussy raw with your vibrator thinking about how hot Miguel looked that morning in his nice suit, ready for an important business meeting he had. You were about to fall asleep when you felt the bed dip and suddenly Miguel was pulling you close to him, your back against his chest. Your bare ass still wet from your own slick, flushed against his erection and the only barrier that separated you was the same sexy suit you had been fantasizing about. He was so big, he felt bigger than how you imagined him and your cunt throbbed, seemingly ready to be used and abused again.

He kissed your neck, licking and sucking, marking you as his while murmuring how long he had been wanting to do this. He heard you moaning his name when you thought he was going to come home late and he immediately called in his office to tell them he's taking a sick leave. He's going to spend that time fucking you, on every surface in the house, making up for all those times you teased him in the mornings just walking around in an oversized shirt and no bra. You didn't even wear shorts around him, gave him a show of your cute ass, trying to reach mugs from the high kitchen shelves. He had to go shamefully jerk off in his car just so he didn't have to go to work with a very obvious boner. How'd he explain that to your dad when he inevitably bumped into him in the office? His precious little daughter living under the same roof as this pervert?

Hearing you moan his name while you fucked your slutty cunt was the last straw, all his self restraint went out the window. He took your vibrator from your hand and let it overstimulate your swollen clit but immediately take it away when he feels you almost going over the edge. You whine and beg him to let you cum but he just laughs. He promised you'll cum plenty of times, more than you can handle.

Of course he eats your pretty pussy out and fuck you all night in so many different ways, in positions you never even heard of. Your pussy was swollen and oversensitive, and you're pretty sure your cervix is deliciously bruised. Miguel kisses your pussy as an apology but gets distracted and tongue fucks you and makes you cum again.

You slowed down some time in the morning. Miguel made you breakfast but soon enough you found yourself bent over the kitchen counter getting railed again. You don't know how this man had that much stamina at his age. You were getting close to cumming when you heard your phone ring. Your dad was calling you. You helplessly looked back at Miguel, expecting him to stop so you can pick up the call but he didn't stop and clicked the answer button for you. Your dad happily greets you over the phone wondering how you're doing and you tried to keep your voice steady and told him everything's good and uni was going great. Miguel leaned over, pressing his chest on your back and driving his cock deeper and harder into you. It took everything in you not to cry in pleasure and you wondered if your dad can hear the erotic sounds of Miguel's cock abusing your sopping wet hole and his balls slapping your aching clit.

Your dad told you he heard Miguel was taking a sick leave which he has never done befor. He was convinced that he must be really sick for that workaholic to finally take a break so he asked you to take care of his best friend for him. You told him not to worry because you were taking really good care of him.

[breathinlove]

band!ellie 2 headcanons and smau

read this

sinopse: ellie williams is the lead singer in a band (+some texts with her).

cw: nsfw after the texts with warning! swearing, explicit, reader works in a record store and ellie's a simp, not explicit if reader is fem or masc.

part 1

band!ellie who made it unbelievable for dina and jesse to believe she found her girl, but then they met you.

“this shit's cringe as fuck, but you two are sweet…” jesse starts and dina immediately agrees. “yeah, she's perfect for you, el.” “i knowwwww, i need her.” jumping like a teenage girl fr...

band!ellie who sometimes thinks her bandmates like you way too much.

“invite y/n to the next rehearsal too for real.” jesse says after you leave a rehearsal you went to. “okay man i get it, she's amazing.” with an annoyed expression. “so… invite her.” dina chuckles. “no, i don't want any of you jumping on my girl.” but she does invite you anyway.

band!ellie who's so stupid tbh, she's gonna sign girls’ tits after concerts and act all oblivious when you swerve her kisses.

and swerving her is so fun istg, she's gonna try like 4 times before she's upset. UPSET! (she will go non verbal).

band!ellie who's the type to perform and glance at you like you're about to have sex right that instant (u will, after the concert tho!).

band!ellie who's a singer herself but turns on the tv and pretends to be the weeknd for you.

band!ellie who wishes she could rap… actually, no. she thinks she can.

"that was... something." you smirk and she scoffs, throwing herself on the couch she was standing on, mic in hand. "i'm literally in my rapper era but whatever, you'll see." and you're full on laughing. "don't laugh." and you come hug her and say she's so so special.

band!ellie who makes it so you can't open x (twitter) without seeing girls mourning your girlfriend… she's alive not single tho!

band!ellie who's always late for everything, but she tries her best istg. you and the band are TIREDDD.

band!ellie who's nervous about pda… but she likes it, showing everyone you're hers and she's yours.

band!ellie who made a slideshow about how you should move into her apartment… that was kinda like:

“REASONS FRRRR 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💯💯💯

ALL OF THEM 🤣

we're literally soulmates so we gotta be roommates too???

countless sleepovers omg i'm crying!

i'll never be late again (kinda😬)

we can get a pet tg 😯

i'll get to listen to u sing in the shower more and you know i like hearing you and singing with you while im in the toilet or even outside the bathroom

passionate lesbian sex before sleeping, after eating, doing the dishes, the laundry ALL THE TIME

i love you the most and i want you close all the time

you love me back (i hope) so you gotta want me close too

i want you as my wife asap

think about it, thanks and please my love ❤️”

you moved in… weak mf but can anyone blame you??

band!ellie who loves cooking with you for friends and family when they come over. just loves being with you in general but even house chores are better with you??

band!ellie who comes to disturb see you at your job, your bosses hate her and said they were gonna stop selling their album 😒 (they actually love her).

band!ellie who switches from your serious cool rockstar girlfriend to your silly baby girlfriend in a second.

band!ellie who reposts them and comments under edits fans make of you, even more than her own edits.

“that's my baby so stop gawking.(jk)” “whats her @” “id repost but my gf would be jealous, shes hot asf 🤤🤤” “THAT'S MY GIRL” “creamed💔” "straight to the y/n folder" someone said “ellie cant handle allat” and she replied fr “true, she the one handling me 💯💢” SHE HAS NO CHILL...

band!ellie who pays the same attention to potential hate you'd get, she will block them… don't talk about her girl.

nsfw (cw: cunnilingus [e and r!receiving], fingering [e and r!receiving]. switch!ellie!!!!).

band!ellie who treats you like a star

you were supposed to be in the shower but ellie saw you stripping out of your clothes and she has to ask to kiss your clit, dropping to her knees. her fingers bruising your thighs and shes eating you out as if she'd been starving. you cum but she's not satisfied yet, she pulls you down on the bedroom carpet with her "give me another one, please." hands roaming your skin ever so softly, sending shivers down your body. she asks what you want, the position, how many fingers, she just needs to please you. and now she's on top of you, pounding you with her fingers and pressing down your lower stomach because she just wants you to cum again.

band!ellie who loves sleepy sex

she's gonna be in bed with you, almost asleep asking you for kisses, then for some touches... and you end up between her legs, sloppy nasty head and some slow fingering. your lips around her clit and kissing her pussy lips and slit and your fingers in and out her pussy. she's whining and squealing, playing with her own tits and caressing ur face. you're humming against her pussy and she's clenches "let go for me, ellie..." you coo and she squirts on your mouth and fingers. soft pants leaving her lips, soon stopping with her caresses on your face as you lick her cum. you look up, hair messy against the pillow and eyes closed. "i love you..." she mutters after you clean her and lay next to her "i love you." you spoon her.

a/n: this is kinda shitty but it's for who asked for more! @kyleeservopoulos @sameenatruther @harrysslutsstuff

[flamingpudding]

The Ghost King is my Uncle Drabbles #2

A/N: Some more linked to a prompt week writing I did

>>Masterpost

Original this builds on: Link

Rowdy Cousin

Batman swore internally, from the outside he stoically sat in his chair and did nothing to indicate the absolute chaos that was going on in his mind. The Meeting rooms light flickered and the speakers once more started up loudly blaring a song all over the Watchtower. He was pretty sure one of his sons had told him once that playing that song was a meme.

"Someone do something about that kid! He is Rickrolling us!" Green Lantern screamed above the music.

"Constantine is already trying to do something." Superman's hands covering his sensitive ears as the music must sound to him even louder.

Batman very much only looped one thought in his head. -It's only for world ending purpose, I cannot use it right now.-

He had a responsibility to uphold, he was the patriarch of the earth branch family. This was not something that required him to use that. No he would not use it. He refused. This was not a world ending matter. Surely Constantine or anyone else of the Justice League Dark would solve this problem any second now.

The screens flicker and Batman did anything he could in his mind to not let his eye twitch even if no one would be able to see it. Cat videos were playing where second earlier statistics and observatory programs had been running.

No he would not, they could handle this problem no need to involve family.

The music stopped and some of his hero colleagues let out a relieved sigh only for a familiar laugh to echo through the watchtower and a new song starting to play. One that apparently counts all 100 dumb ways to die.

"Why is Klarion even targeting the watchtower like this?!" The Flash shouted over the lyrics before turning to him.

"Did one of your kids piss him off or something?!"

"No." At least not as far as he knew, though considering the recent discovery as well as the surprise visits his uncle had done lately he might have a guess why the witch boy was targeting them right now. Didn't mean he would elaborate this reason to the other heroes present.

Before Wonder Woman could comment John Constantine stormed in the room and slammed his hands down onto the table staring right at Batman with blood shot eyes. "Call him."

"Who?"

"Don't play fucking dumb bats. You know who I mean. This is not the witch brat alone. There is another entity and if you don't want the fucking watchtower crashing into earth you call him right now."

"Bats, he is not talking about who I think he is?" Superman carefully asked while the other heroes looked at him just as questionable.

He held his staring contest with Constantine a little longer before he grunted and reached into his utility belt pulling out a small bat-shaped pendant. A personalized upgraded calling card, his uncle had gifted to him as well as each of his children and extended family members.

This was not how he imagined a meeting in regards to his new discoveries and a possible sure fire contingency plan against world ending emergencies would go. He rubbed his thumb against the engraving waiting for a short moment for it to pulse, before tapping the pendant three times, paused and tapped it two more times. This was a non-emergency call, even if his colleagues might disagree.

He still thought they could very well handle this situation without the help of his uncle.

"BABY BAT, YOU CALLED THIS IS THE FIRST TIME YOU DID!"

The present heroes watched in stunned fashion how a white haired, 20 years old man stepped out of a green portal and instantly zoomed across the room to hug THE Batman around his head rubbing his cheek against the bat's cowl mindful of the pointy parts.

And Batman was letting the man do that only looking resigned.

"We agreed that I would only call on you with this pendant for emergencies."

The white haired man only hummed before his head turned sharply and green glowing eyes narrowed at Constantine, who visibly paled and took a step back standing straight and looking very much like he regretted what he had asked Batman to do. "Trading game is not being rude to you is he?"

The bat only grunted and the white haired man finally let go of him, humming as he took in his surroundings, eyes glinting in mischievously as he saw the flickering lights, animal videos on screen and heard the blaring music over the speaker. "When I okey-ed Klarion to go playing with his cousins I didn't think he would seek you two out. He had been talking about his older cousins starting another game of 'who's the better demon lord' in different dimensions. I thought he was joining their bet."

Wait did he say two? Batman grunted and the white haired guy chuckled. "I will be back in a second."

Not even the Flash could react as fast as the white haired man disappeared and reappeared with Klarion next to him. Clearly pulling on the witch boy's ear like a father would when their child had been naughty. The flickering lights and blaring of music over the speakers had stopped.

"Ow DAD what in the name of chaos are you doing here."

"Your Cousin called me. You are disturbing his work and risking them crashing into earth with Technus' help."

"YOU SNITCHED TO MY DAD?!"

"Hn."

"Technus get out of their network or I will lock you up on a Medieval Island for three decades."

As if the present heroes weren't confused enough a face appeared on one of the screens. Glaring at the white haired man. "You wouldn't dare."

"Watch me, if you stay in there any longer. I will also dig out the old thermos and soup you additionally for a decade or more."

The face on screen grumbled and the heroes nearly flinched back as a ghostly, green skinned man came out of it, looking every bit frustrated and annoyed. "I was just getting a good look at this modern technology, you have banned me from any big shot Industries…"

"We had that discussion 100 years ago, Technus. Back to the Ghost Zone." The white haired man commanded by opening a portal next to them with the wave of his hand and surprisingly, the green skinned guy listened.

"Sorry about this Baby Bat and Little Demi. Klarion will be grounded for a bit and re-educated in how to bond without risking potentially killing any bystanders. Oh and remember I will come by later for Baby Ghost to get his checkup with Frostbite!"

"Dad, please no grounding! Anything but that!"

"I am sure your Grandpa will be happy to have your help during your grounding."

"Dad! NO! I don't want to keep time in order! I live for chaos not order!"

The man was just smiling and completely ignoring Klarion's complains as he turned towards Batman and Wonder Woman, for reasons the hero's didn't understand.

"Well we will be on our way then Baby Bat, Little Demi!"

Batman grunted and the white haired man chuckled, leaving through the portal and dragging along a whining Klarion, who apparently was that man's son.

Just before the portal closed, the man stuck his head back out looking towards Wonder Woman with a mischievous smile. "Oh before I forget! Pops Clockwork sents his regards Little Demi . He doesn't want me saying this, but he is glad about the path you choose. Says you're set on a pretty good timeline!"

The head disappeared into the portal again and it finally closed. Wonder Woman was left blinking at the empty space, her mouth slightly open with the silent question of "What?"

"Bats, who was that?" The Flash was the first to break the silence that had followed as eyes turned to the dark knight.

"His Uncle." / "The Ghost King."

Superman and Constantine spoke at the same time. The JLD member flinched back as he looked at the glowering bat. Muttering something the man took his leave or rather escaped the room as quickly as possible as Batman kept glaring. Meanwhile Wonder Woman was slowly having a crisis of her own as suddenly family relations that had been hinted to her through Pandora made sense. "Clockwork... no, Titan Cronus? The Ghost King... Uncle Daniel?"

Chaos broke among the present heroes.

"WHAT UNCLE?!"

[aimportantdragoncollector]

For the ask game, AU where Izuku is low key embarrassed of his uncle because he is so beautiful he keeps accidentally seducing everyone he meets, please. (Yoichi reserves the not accidental seduction for his husbands.)

Heh I love this one:

1. Hisashi and Inko are business partners who often travel for work, so they leave Izuku to stay with his three uncles: Yoichi, Second (Kaiji), and Third (Sanzou). Izuku doesn't mind because he loves his uncles, but man does he ever hate going outside with Uncle Yoichi. Because it's nothing but trouble! Every time they go out, Yoichi gets approached by modeling agents, every shop gives them discounts, and people take pictures in public. To Izuku's great annoyance, people keep mistaking his uncle for his older brother. Furthermore, Yoichi attracts every train molester, flasher, stalker, and kidnapper. Izuku carries a taser to handle all of them. He's appointed himself as bodyguard because he believes that his air-headed, beautiful uncle is way too clueless, defenseless, and prone to giving people the benefit of the doubt.

2. Over the years, Izuku has developed an itchy trigger finger with the taser and a policy of preemptive strikes towards anyone who looks at Yoichi wrong. Izuku has been capturing perverts and taking them to the police since elementary school. In middle school he tasered Re-Destro from behind for trying to kidnap his uncle (without knowing who he was). Izuku got a medal for taking down such a dangerous villain.

3. Izuku also dislikes how everyone treats him differently after meeting his uncle. He's dealt with bullying issues in the past because of his quirklessness. But as soon as they lay eyes on his uncle, his teachers rush to favor him and even the other kids try to befriend him to have an excuse to come over to his house and gawk. Izuku hates the fakeness even more than the bullying.

4. Katsuki Bakugo is the first person Izuku ever met who didn't go gah-gah over his uncle and Izuku really appreciates how Katsuki doesn't treat him any differently. (Katsuki is not immune, he's just too stubborn to show it. As a result, he tries to avoid Izuku and whatever weirdness is going on around him.) In this AU, Katsuki's bullying got cut off very early on because all of Izuku's teachers intensely favor him. In fact, Izuku's teachers make excuses to come over to his house for frequent parent-teacher conferences specifically during the times when he lives with his uncles. It annoys Izuku that Yoichi does not seem to realize these conferences are unnecessary and can happily talk about his cute nephew all day.

5. Yoichi constantly causes gay/bisexual awakenings in everyone he meets, including women who discover they like women after meeting him. Don't question how that works.

6. Izuku also hates how when he goes out in public with all three of his uncles, people whisper behind their backs about how Kaiji and Sanzou aren't handsome enough for Yoichi. Strangers are disrespectful enough to hit on Yoichi in front of his partners and tell him that he could do better. Kaiji and Sanzou are very secure and just laugh it off. Izuku "accidentally" tasers the rudest ones.

7. Izuku's also embarrassed because Uncle Yoichi dotes on him in public, which attracts attention to him. A lot of suitors see playing nice with Izuku as their "in" with Yoichi or think they will impress Yoichi by showing off how good they are with kids.

8. On the bright side, Yoichi gets lots of hero autographs for Izuku. (Any autograph Izuku wants, including villain autographs.) Izuku assumes that this is because even people in the hero industry can't resist his uncle's smile. He's right, but he doesn't know the whole story.

9. Yoichi is a famous villain. All the heroes and villains alike are infatuated with his alter ego. In this AU, Izuku's entire family is full of villains: Inko is a villain and All for One's business partner, which is why she goes away with her husband on business trips frequently. Kaiji and Sanzou are also villains. Izuku has no idea.

10. Izuku also doesn't know that his uncles ruined lives of everyone who bullied him in past. The perverts who get tasered by Izuku are the lucky ones. You don’t want to know what Yoichi does to perverts who harass him when he’s out alone.

[bad268]

If You Only Knew

Aftermath Affair Pt. 3

(Ex! Lando Norris X Reader + Oscar Pisatri X Reader)

Fandom: RPF/Formula 1

Requested: Nope, happy 5 years!

Warnings: Not saying Lando cheated (!! It's fiction !!), depressing thoughts, passive suicidal remarks, listen to the song first and decide if you can handle it. HEAVILY based on the song by Alexander Stewart

POV: Second Person (You/your/They/them)

W.C. 1229

Chapter Summary: The direct aftermath after coming to terms with the affair.

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

<-Part 2

~~(^Both from Pinterest)

You didn’t want to believe it. How could your sweet, caring, amazing boyfriend cheat on you? It was not in the cards for you. You talked about getting married. You talked about having kids. How could he fuck it all up?

How could Ava? It does take two to tango, and you remembered meeting her clearly. You had gone to the newest Quadrant merch photoshoot, and Ria introduced you as Lando’s future spouse to Ava. Looking back, you remember the sneer on her face, and when you asked, she said it was a strong smell or something that irritated her. God, you should have said something!

You had spent the last week thinking everything over, and it seemed just as bad as the first day. Thankfully, Lando had to go to Woking after the last race, so he hasn’t come home yet. Then, he was going to visit his family and Max before coming back to the apartment for the last bit of the summer break. 

Your head was spinning, and the room was spinning. It was a bad idea, looking back, but alcohol was the only thing numbing the pain at this point. It’s been hard trying to move on. You accepted that your relationship was over, but that’s seven years you grew with Lando by your side. 

Now, suddenly, you didn’t know who you were. You were completely lost. 

Some part of you felt guilty. Maybe you did something to make him cheat in the first place. Maybe he wasn’t happy with your sex life, and that’s why he went to Ava. 

You tried to see the good in it, but it was too hard. You kept all of this pain inside you because you didn't want to burden anyone. Your family would say they told you so. They never supported your relationship with Lando. Most of your friends were also friends of Lando, and they would side with him. Your other friends would probably laugh in your face.

You were all alone to face this. 

You wanted to tell your subscribers. They started to notice your mood drop, and they were getting concerned. You wanted to yell from the rooftops that Lando Norris is a cheater, but you couldn’t. That’s defamation because you don't have solid evidence. You wanted to tell anyone who would listen, but you didn't want to beg for attention.

You just wanted to be heard. You wanted to be seen. You wanted to do anything. 

You wanted to tell Oscar, but you didn't want him to worry. He would probably drop everything to get you out of the apartment, but he’s with Lando in Woking. The last thing you needed was Lando peaking at Oscar’s phone and seeing your name. So you pretend to be fine.

Until it all came crashing down with an incoming phone call. 

Oscar Piastri

You debated answering it. You were still on the verge of blacking out from how much alcohol you drank. You could barely move, so you let the phone ring out.

Moments later, another call came through.

Oscar Piastri

Again, you let it ring out as your vision started fading in the corners. If this was your end, you were ready for it. You weren’t sure how you were meant to live after this. You just felt so lost. Your thoughts were once again interrupted by another call. 

Oscar Piastri

You finally found the strength to turn your head to look at the notifications. 24 missed calls from Oscar and 13 texts, ranging from asking if you were okay to him asking if he needs to show up. After the last call rang out, making it 25 missed calls, a text came through.

“I’m coming over, and I know where the spare key is.”

The last thing you wanted was to have Oscar see you in this state. You struggled to grab your phone and clumsily hit the notification for the missed call. It immediately redialed Oscar’s number. It didn’t take more than two rings for him to answer.

“Are you okay? Why didn’t you answer?” He rushed out. You could tell he was in a car by the background noise, but you didn't actually listen to what he was saying. You couldn’t form words and you felt like you were struggling to breathe as you let out a choked sob. There were no tears at this point, but it still felt as draining. Oscar decided to change up his approach, “Hey, tell me what’s going on.”

“If you only knew,” You trailed off, your voice quiet and hoarse as you chuckled at your situation. “If you only knew what my mind is telling me I should do.”

“Are you safe? Where are you?” He pushed for your answer.

“I’m drunk and all alone in my room,” You answered weakly, spacing out and staring at the ceiling. You can vaguely hear Oscar ask something, but you’re too focused on nothing. “I’m too sad to cry, my brain is putting me through some shit, and I don’t know anything anymore. I’m sorry, but you said to text you if I need you. Well, I need you.”

“I’m almost there, just breathe for me please,” He tried to drive faster but the cars on the road were making it impossible.

“If you only knew,” You were hyperventilating but there was no stopping the word waterfall once it started. “I’m constantly overwhelmed. I wish I was someone else. I wish I had called for help sooner. I am falling and I can’t stop. I don’t know what I should be doing. I don't know who I am. I wanna get better, Oscar, I do, but I don’t know where I’m going. I want you to know, I admit it, I can’t do this on my own, Oscar. This is my plea for help. Please, I need you.”

You were finally able to let all of the feelings out. It felt good being able to cry for once. Oscar just had to listen in agony that he wasn’t there to help you at that moment. He had just pulled into the apartment lot and found a parking spot before running into the building to get let up to your apartment floor. 

You were still breathing heavily and unevenly when Oscar came running straight into your room, wrapping his arms around your shaking form. He was grounding you, and helping coax your breathing back to a normal pace. However, you still had something to get off your chest.

“Oscar, take me out of this hell,” You cried as you looked up at him and held his face in your hands. “I need you to help me out of here. I can't keep living like this. I don’t care how, but I need to get out of this hell. If you don’t, I will. I can’t do this anymore, Oscar, please.” You trailed off before leaning your head against his chest as all of your anger finally dissolved. 

“I’ll take you anywhere you wanna go,” He whispered as he held all of your weight against him. He felt so bad that he was (in a way) the cause of your pain, but he couldn’t stand seeing you live blissfully unaware of the deception Lando was causing you. He vowed that night to help you in any and every way possible.

~~~ Part 4 ->

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[snowysosturn]

Allies or Affiliates? - Chris Sturniolo Part 9

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12

Pairing : Y/n x Chris Sturniolo

Summary : Law student Y/n’s life takes a turn when she reconnects with Chris, her brief teenage flame who is now a dealer for a dangerous Boston drug gang. As their bond reignites, Y/n is drawn into Chris’s tumultuous world, where rival gangs clash and loyalty is everything. Balancing her love for Chris with her own ambitions, can their connection survive the chaos that threatens to pull them apart?

Warnings : MDNI, mentions of drugs, mentions of selling drugs, angst, cursing

I couldn’t stop thinking about last night. Every second of the argument with Chris replayed in my head like scenes from a movie that I’d seen too many times. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get any sleep. The raw frustration, the sting of betrayal.. it was all still fresh, replaying each time I closed my eyes. By morning, I hadn’t come to any conclusions. I just felt exhausted, angry, and desperate for someone to tell me how to handle it. It felt too big, too complex to just shove down or forget. As soon as it was an acceptable time, I texted Willow. She was the only person I could talk to about this.  Even if she didn’t fully understand, I needed her perspective, her advice – anything to help me make sense of what I’d just found out about Chris.

When I arrived at her apartment, she was already waiting at the door, practically pulling me inside. Willow had always been the friend who listened first, asked questions second, and reserved judgement until all the cards were on the table. It was why I knew she’d hear me out, even if this whole situation sounded insane and it made it easier that she already knew the situation.

“You look like you haven’t slept” she said, scanning my face as she shut the door behind us.

“Because I haven’t.” I forced a small laugh, but even I could tell how hollow it sounded. I followed her into the living room, sinking into the couch and pulling my knees up to my chest. She settled beside me, looking at me with genuine concern. 

“Sorry about just leaving you behind last night, that was a bit shitty of me.” I said apologetically.

“No, don't worry about it, I would be the same.. Plus I may or may have not brought Nate back here last night.” Willow said with a dirty smirk on her face.

“What?!” My face dropped in shock.

“I mean I always knew he was rough around the edges anyway so I expected him to be wrapped but in something.. But I had fun the first time, I wanted to do it again” She responds giving me a side smirk. “But anyway that’s besides the point, spill. What happened when Chris went after you?”

I took a deep breath, trying to figure out where to start. “We had a huge argument..I.. I just don’t know what to do about Chris. I went straight home after, but it’s like I can’t get it out of my head.” I sighed, rubbing my temples, trying to ease the tension building up. “He told me he’s involved with the Crimson Cartel, Willow. Like, actually involved. He said he got pulled into it because of Nate and his family.”

Willow’s eyes widened slightly, but she didn’t look as shocked as I thought she would. “Whoa. That’s.. heavy” she said slowly. “But, I mean, we’ve known Chris for a bit now. He’s always seemed cool, especially with you. He’s not hurting anyone, right?”

I felt my chest tighten at her words. “No, but.. he deals, Willow. He’s actually in a gang. This isn’t just some bad habit or weird side job, he’s in deep. And he told me that’s why he disappeared from my life years ago. He didn’t want to drag me into it, so he just left. And then, seeing me again, he said it felt like a sign.”

Willow leaned back, her brow furrowing as she absorbed what I’d told her. “Okay, but maybe we’re blowing this out of proportion. I mean, think about it. You said yourself that he doesn’t hurt people, and he seems to really care about you. It’s not that big of a deal, right?”

I let out a frustrated sigh. “Willow, it is a big deal. We weren’t raised to think this kind of thing is normal or okay. He’s wrapped up in something that could put him – and everyone around him –in serious danger. It’s not as simple as just brushing it off because he’s nice to me.”

She shrugged, giving me a small, sympathetic smile. “Maybe. But he’s still Chris. I mean, he’s not out there starting fights or doing anything extreme, right? He’s just selling. And lowkey the bad boy image is kinda hot..” She raised her eyebrows, giving me a playful nudge.

I tried to smile back, but it felt forced. “It’s not just about his image, though. It’s about what it all represents. I mean.. what if he gets caught up in something? ” My voice grew quieter as I spoke, and I found myself staring at the floor, lost in thought. “

Willow was quiet for a moment, her face thoughtful. “I get it. It’s complicated. But he’s obviously got feelings for you, Y/n. I mean, you don’t throw out that kind of confession if you’re not serious about someone. And maybe he’s right, maybe seeing you again is a sign.” She shrugged. “You could always see if he’d try to get out. It might be a long shot, but.. maybe he’d consider it if he knew it was that important to you.”

I shook my head, feeling a wave of frustration and sadness wash over me. “It’s not that simple, though. He made it clear last night that this isn’t just something you can leave behind.”

Willow watched me carefully, her expression softening. “Look, Y/n, I get that you’re scared. But I’ve seen the way he looks at you. He’s not just going to throw that away. Maybe he’ll surprise you. Maybe he’ll find a way to make it work.” She paused, glancing at me with a small smile. “Just.. take it one day at a time. You don’t have to figure everything out right now.”

I sighed, leaning back against the couch as I mulled over her words. A part of me wanted to believe that maybe, somehow, things could work out. But the other part of me knew that Chris’s world was dark, dangerous, and unpredictable. It wasn’t the life I wanted, and it definitely wasn’t the life I’d ever imagined for myself.

“So, you’re saying I should just.. wait and see what happens?” I asked, my voice uncertain.

She nodded slowly. “Kind of. I’m just saying that maybe it’s not as clear cut as you think. You don’t have to make a decision right this second. Talk to him again. See if he’s willing to try and distance himself from it, if that’s what you want.”

I rubbed my face with my hands, feeling the weight of everything hitting me. “I don’t even know if that’s possible. He told me about Nate’s cousin, Danny, and how he basically dragged Chris into the cartel. He made it sound like there’s no way out, and.. I don’t know, Willow. I don’t know if I can just sit around and hope he’ll somehow find a way to leave.”

Willow reached over and gave my hand a gentle squeeze. “I get it. But just think about it, okay? Chris isn’t the kind of guy who’d put you in danger on purpose. I’ve seen the way he is around you, he’s protective. Maybe he’ll come up with a plan, but I think he’s worth giving it a shot. You deserve to be happy, Y/n.”

Her words hit me harder than I expected, and I felt a lump forming in my throat. I wanted so badly for things to be different, to go back to how it felt when Chris and I reconnected, before I knew what was really going on. But now, I couldn’t ignore the reality of who he was and the risks that came with being with him.

We sat in silence for a while, both of us lost in our own thoughts. Finally, Willow spoke up, her voice gentle. “Look, I know this isn’t how you pictured things turning out with him. But maybe there’s a reason he’s back in your life. Maybe you’re supposed to help each other, or.. I don’t know. Maybe this is a chance for both of you to figure things out together.”

Her words stirred something inside me – a faint glimmer of hope, buried beneath all the fear and doubt. Maybe she was right. Maybe Chris and I were meant to be in each other’s lives, even if it was messy and complicated. But I knew it wouldn’t be easy, and there were no guarantees that things would work out the way I wanted.

“Thanks, Willow” I said softly, giving her a small smile. “I don’t know if I’m ready to make a decision just yet, but.. I’ll think about it.”

She nodded, her expression understanding. “Take all the time you need. And whatever you decide, just know I’m here for you, no matter what.”

As I left her apartment, I couldn’t shake the conversation from my mind. I was still conflicted, still unsure of what to do. But talking to Willow had given me some clarity, even if it was only a small step toward figuring out the mess that was my relationship with Chris.

The day dragged on, and I found myself going through the motions, unable to fully focus on anything. Chris had told me that seeing me again felt like a sign, like something had pulled us back together for a reason. But as much as I wanted to believe that, I couldn’t ignore the risks and the dangers that came with being with him.

That evening, I sat alone in my room, staring at my phone, my finger hovering over his contact. Part of me wanted to call him, to try and work things out, but another part of me was terrified of what that conversation would lead to. Could I really ask him to walk away from everything he’d been pulled into? Could I be with him, knowing what I knew now?

I took a deep breath, trying to steady my thoughts. Maybe Willow was right—maybe I didn’t need to have all the answers right now. But one thing was clear: if I wanted to be with Chris, I’d have to face the reality of who he was and what his world entailed. And if he was willing to try and find a way out, maybe, just maybe, there was hope for us.

My fingers still hovered over Chris’s name, and I felt my stomach twist with a mix of nerves and longing. Despite everything, part of me wanted to see him, to hear his side again, even if it meant facing the harsh reality of his world.

Finally, I typed out a message:

"Hey, I’d like to talk. Can we meet up?"

I hit send before I could overthink it, watching as the text delivered. My heart pounded as I waited, the seconds dragging out painfully, until my phone vibrated with his response.

"Of course. I can come pick you up if you like?”

The tension in my chest loosened a little, and I felt a strange sense of relief. Whatever happened next, I knew I’d at least have the chance to speak with him, to see if there was any path forward for us.

After agreeing, I put my phone down, staring out the window as the sky began to darken, a mix of excitement and dread settling over me. I didn’t know how the conversation would go or what it might mean for us, but for now, I was willing to take that chance, to let myself hope, even if just a little, that there was still something worth saving between us.

a/n : everything seems calm... for now

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[bonny-kookoo]

Hi Bonny

Would you be writing more for sweet tooth in the near future? I love that fic a lottt so was just curious

Sorry I actually don't have a specific ask/request in mind 🙈 I just like anything you write about the small family because I love their dynamic so much!

I love your writing and all your stories a lot!

Lots of love 💗

Let's look at what Sweet Tooth couple has been up to!

Jungkook has become pretty much a pro at handling you, especially now that he knows more about you, and your struggles.

You're not the same category as him- while he is standing at a standard 20 percent, which puts him in category 2, you're ranked at 25 percent- which puts you right in between category 2 and three.

Hybrids are categorized by a plethora of tests- every result being transformed into points, to be later calculated into a percentage on a universal scale. The higher the number, the less independent hybrids basically are- and with you being right in between, you're facing quite a few struggles, not only legally.

And Jungkook has been doing his best to make sure he knows how to make things just a bit easier for you- and most of all, he wants to understand you better.

The best anyone can, even.

Today, you're having one of those days again- not really sure if you want to laze around or do something. You're neither this or that, unsure, unclear, and it frustrates you. But today, you're realizing you're not alone with it anymore.

You don't have to hide away anymore.

"I don't know.. if I really wanna eat that.." You mumble, rolling around on the bed while Jungkook scrolls through the online takeout menu. "I wanna have something sweet.. but also something salty."

"Well, we can get both, and you'll just eat what you feel like once it's here." He shrugs, while you roll over again, facing him, tail accidentally smacking against the screen of the laptop, making him laugh as he gently pulls it away again.

"But what if I don't wanna eat any of it?" You whine, making him shrug.

"I'll buy a few things. and whatever you won't eat, I will. That way it's not wasted." He explains, and suddenly, he can hear you purr loudly. "What's up now, huh?" He laughs, and you just grin.

"you're just soooo nice to me!" you giggle happily, moving to crawl up next to him on the bed, laying down close to his side.

"Well that's what boyfriends do." He just shrugs, and you purr even more now, clinging to his arm while he orders the food.

"Do you think Yoongi would make us barbecue again soon?" You wonder randomly. "Like, when it's summer." You mumble, leg moving to lay over his body, almost accidentally kicking off the laptop off his lap. "I like Yoongi's cooking."

"We could ask him, I'm sure he would." He responds. "And I'll tell him your compliment too." He chuckles.

"I should compliment him more.." You say, chin resting on his shoulder now. "He's really nice." You say, and Jungkook nods, moving an arm around you.

"He really is." He agrees, when you suddenly move to kiss his cheek.

"But not as nice as you are." You tease-

his tail wagging at the praise.

[witchinatree]

making a list of my favorite quote/ones that stuck with me from each season 1 episode because i feel like it

(i'm starting this after episode 4 but it will be a WHILE before i post it)

episode 1: "bones are a lie peddled by Big Milk" - alice

i love this one because it's a great introduction to alice i think. also it radiates spiral so i hope we get avatar alice not dead alice (isnt there a podcast called alice isnt dead?)

episode 2: "If I wanted to clear the canvas, I would have used turpentine." - statement

this one was just fucking powerful and caught me so off guard like 😶

episode 3: "What would I do without her?" - statement

the norris statement <3 it feels like martin asking what he would do without jon which makes mag200 a lot sadder and i love them

episode 4: "Perhaps you shall prove a stronger will than I, and will yet find it within yourself to destroy this hungry thing of wood and cat-gut." - statement

augustus sighting #1 and we immediately get jonah magnus expressing that it may be possible for gwen bouchard unknown family member to overcome the eye's hunger spooky violin

episode 5: "Voyeur needs to be seen to be believed." - statement

i feel like this one is pretty reflective of how the seasons gonna go? like if you explain the events of tma (mag200 specifically) no one's gonna believe you, it must be seen to be believed!! and also seen!! like the eye!!!

episode 6: "Not sca- This isn’t some poxy blood test, some little pinprick, this is hundreds, thousands of razor sharp points pushing into your flesh." - needles

i love needles so much and i thought this was really funny because it was like "you dont find me scary!! what the fuck!!!" just kind of toddler michael energy

episode 7: "It’s not like we’re wrestling with tape recorders and manila folders." - celia

STOP IT. celia you can't say that you just cannot!!!!!! you Know™ too much maam i cant with you

episode 8: "Pleasure to meet you both. I’m Gerry!"

RAGHHHHH OH MY GOD GERRY!!!! i love him so much and idk how to handle him being alive in the tmagp universe!! gertrude too but idk we got so much of her in tma and not nearly enough of gerry

episode 9: "And honestly, it’s kind of compelling by this point." - sam

they got him 😔😔 the horrors got sam 😔😔 also i found this to be an interesting contrast to jon's heavy resistance in season 1 like he was being compelled but he wasn't going to let anyone know that vs sam "its kinda compelling to trauma dump on this paperwork :]" how is he somehow even more victim material

episode 10: "Gosh you’re sexy, here’s a twenty for your trouble.” - alice

does this count as a quote if shes also quoting what she thinks sam should say? idk anyway i love her i would say that to her if given the chance and it was very silly. i will not be addressing bonzo i am scared.

episode 11: "...Thank you, Alice" - gwen

dyhard dyhard dyhard dyhard dyhard. okay also, the way she CRUMBLED at the idea of anyone doing anything nice for her please someone give her a hug and let it be ME. this series is tossing me back and forth between sam & alice (what is their ship name) and dyhard but this put me back to dyhard

episode 12: "You know it's rude to have absolutely no game?" - alice

she's so fucking funny i need her to be okay so badly!!!! i don't think even tim made me laugh as much as she makes me chuckle and this one really got me. it's hard to write such a comedic character in a podcast since you only have the voice but they really nailed it i adore her

episode 13: "Is it my fault?" - gwen

each of these episodes just reveal a little bit more about how loving and soft gwen is and idk i love her so unbelievably much so seeing that she felt guilt about the bonzo stuff just made her so much more real :(

episode 14: "Christ, they’re in the walls…" - statement

theyre in the walls!!! theyre in the goddamn walls!!!!! anyway that got me because i realized the hole before the statement said it. made more sad than scared tbh

episode 15: "Babies are cool!" - alice this entire interaction between her and sam & celia was so awkward, she is so obvious and i love her anyway

episode 16: "It’s not like I was holding doors open for Mr Bonzo or anything." - gwen my wife is so so so stupid but i adore her AND this gives room for character development. i wish she did not do that though. i love when characters are flawed and have depth but i struggled to get past THIS flaw of hers

episode 17: "Thanks, I guess. Not exactly the same, though, is it?" - celia shes talking TO JON IN THE COMPUTER. SHE KNOWS. i lost my damn mind i love her i love her. get the gay people out of the puter please queen

episode 18: "Why would I need to talk to you? Your work is satisfactory. Unless you have a work-related issue I could assist you with?" - lena solidified my opinion that lena is the best boss to ever have, i adore her and i would want to work for her if she wasn't the boss of Creepy Establishment #1

episode 19: "You’re going to throw it in the fishtank, aren’t you?" - alice colin's behavior is like really worrying BUT i'm glad he's back. i was not convinced he was still alive

episode 20: "I suppose it’s too late for remorse, isn’t it? And why should I be sorry? This is what I deserve!" - ink5oul/statement they reminded me of jon a lot, like especially his season 3/4 transformation when he doesn't quite know everything but he knows he isn't who he was in season 1 anymore, i hope we see more of their life and they can be helped :(

episode 21: [Tape Recorder Bites Ink5oul] - audio description i know it's not technically a quote but this is just so fucking funny. why does it have teeth. what does this mean for the lore. holy shit.

episode 22: "Jonathan Sims and Martin Blackwood" - celia. knawing at the walls of my enclosure i am so not okay. i'm not okay. wtf. wtf. wtf. they're real. wtf.

episode 23: "I had a favorite mug. It said “love you, bitch” and had a picture of a drunk dog on it." - alice. okay i just love this entire interaction because gwen got to open up a little bit and my dyhard heart is so full

episode 24: "I am told that children like me, and I’ve always held the opinion that the world would be a better place if everyone just thought more." - basira. once again this whole interaction was so fun but like idk i loved hearing basira somewhat happy and in a safe place :] my wife <3

episode 25: " I am trying to help, to save us from this goddamned fucking nightmare machine!" - colin. MAN I REALLY WAS ROOTING FOR YOU!!! I WAS SO CONFIDENT YOU WEREN'T GONNA DIE!!!! it's over

episode 26: "I was worrying for a moment that you were Magnussing." - alice. MAGNUSSING BEING CANON MADE ME SAY IT EVEN MORE I'VE SAID IT LIKE TWICE ALREADY

episode 27: "You didn’t tell me the room was labelled, “Archivist.”" - celia. oooooh somebody's got TRAUMAAAAA LMAO

episode 28: "So you’re telling me you know nothing about an OIAR external contract being found with the bodies of two tattooed thugs who met rather grisly ends?" - TREVOR HERBERT???? anyway. ink5oul mention!!!!! i hope they stop killing people it's really rude

episode 29: "Alice, er… we’ve got to talk. It’s important." - teddy. i knew it was over for him but i didn't think it was gonna be THIS bad??? bye babe i guess??? 😭

episode 30: how do i even pick. the whole fucking episode. i can't. i am in a state of shock. i need to lay down for 30 years.

[jaehyunsprincesspeach2]

For Yasushi tsukasa and murayama, what would their relationship with the reader as their childhood crush be like bonus: would they grow up with their childhood love and still have feelings for their childhood love when they grow up?

Omg this is adorable, I love it so so so much!

I hope you enjoy!

Much love ~ ember

Yasushi, Tsukasa, and Murayama Childhood Crush

Yasushi:

Yasushi is one aggressive child, and high schooler

I don't think he will realize that he has a crush on you until he isn’t around you all the time

He would grow up with his childhood crush, but wouldn’t realize it till hes older

Like, he would pick on you everyday thinking that's how friends are

And then when you leave he would feel an emptiness he hasn’t felt before

It would probably still take him a while to realize he has a crush on you

Probably when he sees you again, grown up and more beautiful than ever

That’s when he would realize he's always had a crush on you

As a child he would constantly play pranks on you and pick on you, being the menace he is

Then one day you would either get sick of it and stop hanging out around him

Or maybe transfer schools after elementary school to get a higher education

Throughout that time, he would feel lost and lonely, causing his rage to be higher than ever

I feel like he would be walking around town when he sees you again

He would probably he walking with Kyoshi, and would just stop in his tracks

He would be confused, and wouldn’t recognize you at first

But when he sees you laughing with your friends, that's when he will know its you

And he won't know what to do

Most likely will end up walking in the opposite direction, refusing to tell Kyoshi what happened

Also will most likely end up fighting someone to release some of the emotions that he is feeling

When he does finally tell Kyoshi how he is feeling, neither of them will know what to do

Fighting pt.2 cause they’re confused and don't know how else to handle anything

Might end up talking to Tsukasa about it, and finally realizing he has had a crush on you since the two of you were kids

Yet he still won't approach you out of fear that you hate him

Sees you again walking around town, but you might have to make the first move

As much as he refuses to admit it, the thought of rejection scares him

After someone finally breaks the ice, he seems much more gentle than he used to be (don't be fooled, it's just the nerves)

After becoming friends again, he will still pick on you like he used to, but it will be much more tolerable

If anyone says anything bad about you, or threatens you in any way, they’re getting their asses kicked

WILL NOT hesitate to protect you once he figures out his feelings

Overall: grew up with his childhood crush without knowing it. After reconnecting and realizing his feelings, he will still be a menace, but he will be a sweet menace to you :)

Tsukasa:

Tsukasa, being the deep thinker that he is, will know from the start that he has a crush on you

Family friends, or classmates at a young age, the two of you grow up together

He is able to recognize at a young age, that he likes you, but also that the two of you are young, so he won't make any moves

However, he will still treat you like a queen, and protect you no matter what

Acts of service throughout childhood

He has always been your safe place

Knows about all of the times you’ve been heart broken, and has always been there to wipe your tears away

Before he goes to kick the dudes ass of course

You always have been his top priority

Even with going to different schools for high school, he still makes an effort to be there for you

Once the two of you are older, he finally will tell you that he likes you

And that he always has, he just wanted to wait for the right time to say it

Very methodical about the way he does it too

Makes you feel comfortable, and lets you talk, before he tells you he has something he wants to talk about

Of course he can see the concern in your eyes, so he makes it rather quick

Does not hesitate or stumble with his words, just says it how it is

After he finally admits to his lifelong crush on you, he gets shy and becomes quiet

Thinks about all of the possibilities before he tells you, yet he still feels unprepared for your reaction

Please don't take too long to tell him you like him too, poor baby is overthinking everything

Once you do confess to him, he is over the moon happy, though he only gives you a small smile, and a light kiss on the cheek

If you thought he was protective before, its nothing compared to how he is now

Refuses to let anyone even give you a dirty look

And if they do, its game over for them

Unbothered king, he doesn't get jealous when you become friends with his friends

Though if one of them starts hitting on you, he's right by your side, making sure they know you’re his

Continues acts of service, he would rather show you that he loves you, he thinks it proves more than just words

Yet he still is there when you need him to tell you that everything will be alright

Overall: best boy Tsukasa, unbothered with the fact that he has loved you forever, will wait till he thinks you are ready to hear what he has to say. Very mature and methodical with how he goes about his confession. Never leaves your side, and is always there for you, whether he has you as his or just as a friend

Murayama:

Murayama, I could see being a combination of Yasushi and Tsukasa

I think he will know from a young age that he has a crush on you, but he won't say anything about it

Honestly, I think he would spend most of his childhood and early teenage years keeping you at a distance because he doesn't want to get hurt

But at the same time, you are irresistible to him

He wants to be around you all the time, but wont let himself do that

I think despite him jumping into fights without really thinking through it sometimes, he thinks deeply about other things, especially things like this

I think he fears rejection, and that's the main thing that keeps him from telling you how he feels

Still, he will protect you no matter what

People don't even try to mess with you, cause they don’t want to have to fight Murayama

He’s always there, even if he seems like he doesn't care, he listens to everything you say

He won't tell you that he has a crush on you till the two of you are older

And even then, you might have to make the first move and tell him, before he will tell you

Once he does, mans is clinging to you 100%

Needs everyone to know that you are his, and will not hesitate to make it known

Loves that you become friends with his friends, though if you give them more attention than you give him, he may get jealous

Might feel like he starts to get distant, but that's because he is working longer hours so that he has more money to take you out

Wants to prove that he can provide for you, not just in a protection aspect, but in every aspect

He is reliable, and will drop whatever he is doing if you need him

Loyal as hell, it took him years to finally make you his, he's not going to risk losing that

If you’re crying, he will comfort you first, then he will go beat up whoever made you cry

Wants to make you smile, your smile and laugh are his two most favorite things in the world

Seems irrational at times, but since the two of you have grown up together, you know him pretty well, and you know that he wont do anything if you tell him not to

Thinks back to his childhood often and regrets keeping you at a distance

Tells you about it once the two of you have established the relationship a little bit

Tells you his deepest thoughts, sometimes starts tearing up a little bit

He’s just so happy that even though he kept you at a distance, he was still able to make you his

Once you two are in a relationship, his fighting habits go down a little bit

He doesn't want you to worry about him, and he knows that you get worried when he comes home with a busted lip or a black eye

Baby just wants to take care of you

He wants you to know that he's got your back no matter what

Overall: he's known forever that he loves you, but he's too scared to do anything about it. He keeps you at a distance growing up, yet he can't stay away from you. He just wants the best for you and wants to treat you better than anyone else ever could.

[m1dnyt3-w0lf]

Chapter 3: Girl Time

Word count: 1,151

Ch 1, Ch 2

“That's it? Are you sure?” Jessica, Jess as she insisted, asked me.

“Yep, that was the last one.” I told her.

I had applied to the last of the jobs that required a little more walk than the other jobs that were closer to the apartment. I couldn't let her drive me around when I was perfectly capable of walking. I took the helmet she offered me and proceeded to strap it on. It was quite the shock to learn she doesn't have a car but a motorcycle.

“Don't you think you should be applying to way more jobs?” Jess asked, raising a brow and crossing her arms at me.

“I will. Over time. This is just for today.” I smiled up at her unconvinced face.

“Mhm. Well, if you say so.” She sighed and helped me onto her bike. “How about a bite to eat before I take you home? Miguel won't be happy if I take you back on an empty stomach.”

“He won't? Why?” But Jess only shrugged and started up her bike, drowning any chance of conversation between us. I huff and quickly wrap my arms as best as I could around her pregnant belly. This is so weird.

I didn't know Jess all that much. All I knew was that she was pregnant, knew Miguel in some way, and was kind enough to help me. Between me applying to jobs and her taking me to each job, there wasn't really any time to chitchat.

The wind roared in my ears as I watched New York flash by with barely a chance to register. Whenever Jess stopped at an intersection and waited for the light to turn green, I took my time to look around. New York wasn't much different than my neck of the woods back in California, but it was still quite foreign. The cold this early into autumn was definitely new.

After what felt like forever, Jess slowed her bike and turned into a small parking lot that was surrounded by a sort of plaza of shops. Once parked, she helped me off the bike and held me steady as my legs shook. Nothing prepares you for the muscle strain put into riding a bike. Jess didn't move until I confirmed I was steady on my feet. Jess nodded and got off the bike with ease. It still surprised me just how well she was handling this pregnancy.

Gods, I hope I'm like her when I'm pregnant. I thought almost absent-mindedly. The thought had me doing a double take. I don't even have a boyfriend. Where did this talk of “when” come from?

“You coming?” Jess called. I looked up and saw she was already a few steps ahead of me. I hurried after her. We walked in silence for a bit before the need for noise weighed on my mind.

“Congrats on the pregnancy by the way.” I tell her with a smile.

“Thanks! My husband and I want to keep the gender a secret but he's hoping for a girl.” She chuckles. I chuckle with her. At least that clarified that Miguel and her weren't together. No one lives separate from their husband.

“That's great, I'm very happy for you both.” Jess smiles.

“Thank you. How about you? Any little ones back home?”

“Oh gods no! I'm only twenty-three!” Jess laughed.

“I'm kidding! I doubt you'd leave your children in a completely different state anyway.” Oh, right.

“Of course not.”

“Anyone special back home?”

“My family.”

“Anyone else?”

“My best friend, I suppose.” She stopped and placed a hand on her hip, raising an eyebrow at me. I looked at her blankly for a few moments until—

“Oh! No, no one like that. I'm happily single. Besides, a relationship is too much right now.” We continued walking.

“That so?”

“I mean, yeah. What with me moving across the country and starting school in a few weeks, I'd have zero time for any of that lovey-dovey stuff.” This made her laugh.

“You're like a miniature Miguel. Right here.” I was quick to hold open the door to the sandwich shop for her. I expected her to continue, but she stopped talking as she looked over the menu. I couldn't help but frown. What did that mean? How was I like Miguel? Because I took my schooling as a priority over love? I crossed my arms, feeling insulted.

“Have you had a New York sandwich yet?” Jess asked me, her eyes still on the menu. It was effective in getting my attention off of her earlier comment. I looked at the menu.

“I mean, a sandwich is a sandwich, right?”

“What? Oh, we've got to get you a sandwich.” It took ages considering the long line of people. I knew New York was busy, but knowing is very different from experiencing. At least the time was easy to pass while conversing with Jess. She recommended some places to visit, the best places to shop, and even gave me a couple of job recommendations. I was quick to bookmark those once she gave me the locations.

“I can take you to them after we eat, get a couple more applications under your belt.” To which I agreed despite them being closer to the apartment. I didn't want to raise suspicion.

Finally, we were next. Jess ordered our food and proceeded to pay despite my insistence I could pay my own. This was the second time someone paid for my food and refused repayment. I won't lie, I was annoyed. Of course, I wasn't going to show Jess that that would be rude. It's just difficult accepting things without giving back.

“Here you go, let me know what you think.” Jess placed my sandwich in front of me, taking me out of my thoughts. I gave her a smile and took it.

“I will.” It wasn't anything too wild, just pastrami on some rye. I looked at my sandwich, taking it in, before taking a bite. Jess watched as I savored my bite, enjoying her. What did she call it, bagels and lox? Something like that.

“Oh this is good, what do they put in these things?” I say once I've swallowed. Jess only laughs.

“Nothing like that in Beverly Hills?” I roll my eyes at the joke. I hoped she made the joke herself. Otherwise, Miguel would have told her what he told me. The very thought had me starting to feel sour.

“Hey, we have our winners.” I tell her, distracting myself.

“I'm sure you do, Hollywood.”

“Hollywood?”

“You're from L.A. aren't you?” I scoffed at her chuckle.

“Okay, I get it.” We both laugh at the ridiculousness of the nickname. I'd be lying if I said it didn't make me homesick.

“Eat up, kiddo,” She says as her mirth dies down, “we've gotta get to those shops before they close.”

Ch 4

Tags: @crocs-blogs @madschiavelique @arithestrawberry @eveandtheturtles @obi-mom-kenobi @thelaundrybitch @symmetricalkazekage @raphsmuneca

[dollypopup]

colin should 'suffer' for penelope

aka: 5 short reasons why wanting colin to 'suffer' or 'grovel' or whatever other bullshit this fandom keeps pulling is stupid and makes no sense and should have been buried ages ago, how is this still a thing?

1: it sets a terrible and unhealthy dynamic between an endgame couple

especially considering Polin's motif is that of a mirror, if Colin is expected to grovel or suffer for Penelope's affection and forgiveness, it only stands to reason that Penelope then, too, would have to reciprocate. how Penelope treats Colin's ills is setting the precedent for how he's expected to handle her own against him, of which there are many. giving him the cold shoulder, holding what he said over his head and rubbing it in his face, potentially not even explaining why she's upset at him: these are not signs of a mature woman ready for a marriage to ANYONE

2: Colin's slights against Penelope are considerably less harmful than Penelope's against Colin's and it makes no narrative sense for her to be on her high horse about it

'he ruined her prospects' 'he talked about her behind her back' 'he laughed at her' (we don't even know if that one's true, frankly speaking)

but Penelope did the exact same to him and she did so first. Please remember that Penelope is the reason Colin and Marina broke up, and it was her express goal the entire time. Penelope humiliated Colin and Marina both by exposing them publicly (not to mention rubbed the salt into the wound for days afterward). Penelope didn't even think about Colin's feelings because she tried to confess her crush on him immediately after his engagement went poof. Penelope holding Colin accountable for what he said without herself recognizing the ways in which she's hurt him, too, makes her out to be a hella hypocrite

3: it's weirdly catholic on main?

love isn't about suffering points or penance or guilt and i'm tired of Christianity pervading every damn thing. sorry not sorry, some of us want an actually fulfilling love story

4: y'all are just mad Colin didn't love Penelope back from jump and it's a revenge fantasy

which, fine, that's what fanfic is for, but it's OOC, y'all are aware of that, right? because if he DID want her from the start, we all know that it wouldn't be Polin? why are you shipping a friends to lovers ship if you INSIST that the friends to lovers dynamic is less than? guess what? unreciprocated love is kind of part of the deal. you don't hold a grudge against your friend for not loving you back immediately. Colin shows he cares about Penelope in SO MANY WAYS that somehow are completely invalidated because it isn't meant to be romantic? imma say it: fuck you if you think that way. friendships are important and beautiful and deep and fulfilling with or without romance. Colin sticking his neck out for Penelope to help her family from Jack's scheme? an act of love. Colin sending Penelope letters after her father passed? act of love. Colin telling Penelope she's 'really very good' and holding her hand in appreciation of her coming to talk to him? act of love. if you think those acts of love mean nothing just because he isn't fucking her seven ways to sunday, maybe analyze your own viewpoint of relationships and ship Pen w/ some random stranger who makes heart eyes at her tits from jump

5: it makes Penelope an asshole to her own long term partner

dude, if a friend of mine insisted I crawl on hands and knees to determine whether they want me back in their lives, i don't want to be around that person? so many of these narratives make Penelope a straight up terrible person. if you want your partner to suffer? you probably don't actually like them very much, but Polin is narratively MEANT to be the couple that likes AND loves one another. be real, if your friend ghosted you for months, gave you the cold shoulder when you tried to talk again, treated you like shit (you can't argue that him 'suffering' isn't treating him like shit in some way shape or form) as you tried to apologize, and then you find out that she was the reason you and your ex broke up and she wrote straight up nasty things about your family for YEARS, you would want absolutely nothing to do with that friend. why should Colin be expected to be any different? do these two not deserve a lovely love story built on love and affection and trust and honesty? a healthy happy relationship in which they see one another and appreciate one another for all they are? no? so why do you ship them?

+1: it's oversaturated in this fandom

polin is a fantastic ship. how is THIS their main trope?

find a new fucking idea, PLEASE

[beeceit]

The Broken Leo

Disclaimer: I know I don't typically do angst for the Peepaw Multiverse (which is also why I typically don't involve itbotb Leo in it) but I got to thinking, and itbotb Leo would have... very complicated feelings about meeting so many other hims

(The itbotb canon self-worth issues, alcohol issues, and a brief mention of suicidal thoughts made it into this, so watch out for those) WMAS Leo belongs to @chiangyorange who also inspired this with this comic

Leo tapped his claws against his glass, looking around the room.

The situation was ridiculous and honestly a little frightening. (Seriously, what evil god would allow THIS many Leos to coexist in one room?! Something very very important would be breaking soon and the whole multiverse would explode because some idiot tried to make ramen without the water, or something equally stupid.)  But the scariest part for Leo was that every other version of himself he could see seemed so… 

Happy.

Why wasn’t he? What, because he was missing an arm? Big whoop, he’d already counted five other hims missing something. Coin with his amputated leg (and really, he should be grateful it was only an arm), 2 was missing an arm too, didn’t even really have a stump to speak of. Expendable was not only missing an arm, but his shell was in horrible shape and his eye looked enough like his own Raph’s that he’d bet real money that he was at least partially blind.

And he was feeling this way well before he lost it.

Because of the prison dimension, then? He was there an hour at most. Hourglass and Deal had both been there so much longer and got hurt so much worse. And yet there they were, just laughing and talking like old friends, and they’d only just met. Deal was even drinking soup out of his hands, Leo couldn’t even imagine going through trauma like he had and still managing to be able to be so silly. No, the problem was him.

The problem was always him.

What was wrong with him? His dad was finally there and opening up and listening, his family finally trusted him, he got along with Casey famously. Even his future self was there for him! Everybody was! He just needed to stop being such a self-obsessed dickhead and talk to them! Why was this so hard? Leo sighed and looked around to make sure no one was looking before reaching into his pouch and pulling out a bottle of calamine lotion. Well… it had been calamine lotion. Now it was just a cleaned out bottle he used to hide his emergency vodka in. It didn’t hold much (It couldn’t. He couldn’t afford his brothers getting suspicious, after all.) but it was enough. He poured a generous glug into his diet coke before concealing the bottle again. There was a bar in this place for the older Leos, it would be fine. If anyone got suspicious, he could just claim it was Blue’s and he stole a sip because he was curious. That was normal teenager behavior, right?

What a fucking mess he was.

It was bad enough, knowing how weak he was amongst his family, knowing he was the only one struggling like this, but this? This was so much worse. So many hims, going through so much worse, how was he the only one struggling this hard? How was he the only one who couldn’t handle it? This wasn’t just one universe calling him a failure, it was dozens.

“Should’ve just let Prime finish me off when he had the chance.” He muttered to himself, taking a long sip.

Leo felt a bump against his shoulder.

“Hey, you say something?” Leo jumped, turning to see another Leo sitting next to him. “Shit! Sorry, uh, spaced out. How long have you been there?” The other Leo snorted. “Just a minute, dude, don’t worry about it. You good?” Leo blinked before shrugging and putting on the carefree mask, hoping it wouldn’t fail him like it had done more and more lately. “Nah, I’m fine, don’t worry about it. Just, uh, just overwhelmed. This whole situation is wack as all hell.”

“Yeah, I get that. I still haven’t figured out how to get this name tag thing off. I mean, what does WMAS even mean?! And why is there an orange on it?”

“I’ve been saying it like Christmas in my head.” “Of course you would. Why is yours so long, anyways?”

“Dude, I have no idea. My Blue’s matches, so I guess our dimension is just itty-bot-buh with a… deer-bee thing? I don’t know, man.” WMAS snorted. “You call yours Blue, too?” “Dad picked it. It’s still weird, him actually calling me by my name without it meaning I’m in trouble.” “Yeah, I feel that. …you, uh… you wanna go pet the big scary magic dog with me?” Leo raised an eyebrow and looked over at Havoc, who was currently giving a death glare to a big Leo that had gotten too close to Hourglass for comfort. “I think that’s a fox.” “He’s fluffy, it makes him a dog.” Leo rolled his eyes and chugged the rest of his drink before standing. “Eh, I’ll bite. I didn’t have anything better to do anyways.” Blue looked on from across the room with a frown.

I’m so sorry, kid.

[winniethewife]

Eclipsing Love

(Marc Spector x Mafia!OC)

Last chapter ~ Next chapter

Chapter 2: Flight

Minors DNI

Warnings: Mutual masturbation.

Words: 2001

The next day Marc had found the airfield pretty easily it was in a really nice area. Charlotte had buzzed him in and was walking to the hangar and saw Charlotte. She was wearing tight jeans and her leather jacket. Her red hair pulled back into a bun as was getting ready for the flight. She was listening to some music and she looked over at him as he approached. A smile on her face.

“Hey glad you could make it.”

"I wouldn't have missed it for the world." Marc's eyes took in Charlotte's entire body as he walked over to her though now he didn't try to hide that fact. After all, there was a certain chemistry between the two now. A hand went in his jacket pocket, fishing out his phone and taking a picture of Charlotte as he moved toward her. "You're beautiful, you know that, right?"

“You're too much Marc.” Charlotte blushes slightly as he takes the picture. She hasn't felt her heart race like this in a long time, not since Elizabeth. She laughs slightly and finishes what she's doing in the plane. She playfully punches him with a smirk on her face trying to hide her attraction. She walks over to the stereo and turns the music off. “You ready?”

"I'm ready whenever you are." The pictures were added to his favorites immediately— they were perfect. When Charlotte playfully punched his arm, Marc had to fight himself not to grab her hand, not to pull her into him and kiss her… But he controlled that urge. For now. He gazed at her intensely , eyes filled with both desire and admiration. She was unlike anyone he had ever met before.

After an easy take off she was flying over the lake, she was an expert and this was an easy flight. She had a smile on her face as she did some fun maneuvers to show off a little bit nothing crazy. Marc took in the lake with the same enjoyment as he took in Charlotte, watching her do those maneuvers that she knew he would love. At some point they had a steady altitude over the lake and she decides it's as good a time as any to talk to him.

“So. Marc. I have something I should tell you.” She sounded sort of nervous.

"Yeah?" He liked the way she said his name. "What is it?"

“I'm not just a pilot, or a Bartender.” She sighs, unsure of how he would react. But something compelled her to tell the whole truth. “My father is one of the most powerful crime lords in the world. One of the largest organized crime families. My wife and I worked for him but when she died on that last mission I told him I didn't want to be a part of it anymore. He's got me on a ball and chain at that bar. It's a front for some shady dealings in Chicago." She tries to lay this out in a way that is easy to understand. "I want to get out. I want my freedom back. But I don't know how to even start. I don't have anyone to turn to.”

"Your father sounds like a real piece of work." That was a lot of information to process. More than Marc knew how to— but he didn't think too much about that, his eyes lingering on Charlotte as he took the information in. Charlotte seemed so... sad as she spoke, as if this all weighed on her but she handled it She had strength. And he liked that.

"What happens if you leave? Will that put you in any danger?"

“Yes, me and whoever helps me. He has agents all over the world. Including Isabella’s father. That's why I haven't seen her. My father punished me for wanting to leave by taking her out of my life and forcing me to work at the bar.” She says as she’s trying not to get emotional. She starts to turn the plane back towards the hanger. “Look if you help me you're going to put yourself in danger, more than the usual job. So I understand if you can't help me, but I get feeling that I can trust you.”

Trust. Everything about this requires trust.

"I'm in. Whatever it takes, Charlotte."

After they land Charlotte and Marc sit down in the office space attached to the hanger Charlotte closes and locks the door behind them and motions for him to sit down. She goes over to a mini fridge and pulls out two hard ciders handing one to him as they sit the armchairs close enough together that their knees touch as they talk.

“My Father prefers to keep things as old school as he can. Says the new tech and whatnot is how people get caught.”

"It sounds like he's got the old ways down, for sure. So here's what I'm thinking." He cracked the cider as he sat down, letting out a long breath as he stared Charlotte directly in the eyes. Marc leaned in, lowering the volume on his voice and his entire demeanor. "If we want to beat your dad, we've gotta make him feel like we're on his side." Charlotte looks shocked for a moment.

“You're suggesting we infiltrate the organization...”she takes a sip of her cider as she thinks. Her brow furrowed as she thinks. Chewing slightly on the corner of her mouth.  “This isn't just an escape plan… you’re suggesting we take the whole thing down. Not just get me out…” She looks him in the eye. She gives him her signature half smile. “You're something else Marc Spector...”

"Yeah, that's exactly what I'm saying. Your father doesn't know me, which is a massive advantage for us. He's never gonna expect us to betray him." He couldn't help but smile in return. It felt... good. "Hell, the way I see it, if we're able to pull this off, you'll have your freedom back and Isabella'll be safe." As if to illustrate this, his hand brushed against Charlotte's thigh gently. Charlotte nods and covers her eyes for just a moment hiding a few tears that fell from her eyes as she thought about seeing her little girl again. She exhales shakily as she looks back at Marc.

“I was in training to become his second in command when I left. I know almost everything there is to know.” She takes another swig of the cider. “This is going to take a while to take them down but it will be worth it.” Marc took her hand and held it gently. Just watching Charlotte's emotions made him happy, in a way, but her words and the plan filled him with a sense of hope he hadn't felt for a while now. Maybe even his entire life.

"I don't mind waiting for the right time. Hell, we can even have a fake relationship to make your father think that everything is normal between us." He grinned at her, putting his fingers underneath her chin to make her look at him. "And then, when we bring the whole thing down, we'll take a trip to see your baby girl together." Dear God Marc knows exactly how to get her going.

“Does the relationship have to be fake?” She asks quietly as she leans in closer using her hand on his thigh to brace herself as she comes closer. She knew this was forward but she didn't want to think about this. She knew she liked him, but after agreeing to do everything to save her and Isabella. She couldn't resist.

"No, it doesn't." He reached his hand out and laid it on Charlotte's thigh and his finger started moving closer toward the hem of her jeans, tracing along it gently.

"I'm sure our relationship won't have to be fake for very long once I get you in bed." Marc said, his tone full of confidence. Her body was reacting to his words and she looked... oh so perfect.

She chuckles slightly and closes the distance between the two of them kissing him softly. Her eyes closed as she kissed him letting him pull her into his lap as they deepened the kiss her hands traveling across his body. She was very happy to be in this position. Her legs straddle his lap as they made-out in the office. Lips clashing in a battle of passion. As if this entire day had been building up to this, the kiss felt like it was straight out of a movie, the way Charlotte fit into his arms so perfectly was surreal, like it was meant to be. As his arms wrapped around her, his hands traveled up her back and down her thigh. His fingers fumbled at the button to her jeans, but he soon got it undone, pulling her a little closer as his palm made its way into her jeans. She moans softly at the touch of his hand at her entrance. She instinctively grinds into his hand as she kisses him feverishly as she tangles her fingers in his thick dark curls.

As he felt the moan escape her lips, Marc’s eyes flashed open as he pulled back from the kiss for a moment. If this wasn't the beginning of something special, he didn't know what would be. His hands moved underneath her jeans, pushing his fingers inside of her before he pulled away again, looking into Charlotte's bright eyes before he pulled her back in, arm around her waist, kissing her again. His fingers slide out of her as he caresses her wet folds

“No, no, no keep doing that” she takes his wrist and pushes his fingers back inside of her as she moans. Moving rhythmically on his fingers her lips twitching slightly at the pleasure. She lets go of his wrist and starts to work on his jeans expertly unbuttoning them and beginning to palm the hardness in his pants. He groans as she does

He grabbed her again, making his other hand move up her body until he came to her shirt, his fingers tugging at it as he pulled her closer. He loved being in her presence it made him feel so alive. They both pleasured the other as they kissed, Charlotte pulls down his underwear and spit in her hand before rubbing her hand up and down his length as she kissed him, nibbling lightly on his lip, softly groaning occasionally as he moves his fingers inside her. His thumb rubbing circles over her clit as she moans softly into the kiss, stroking his length in her hand, pre-cum glistening at the tip. She rolls her hips slightly into his hand, the pressure of her orgasm on the edge of spilling over.

“Fuck…Marc…I’m close” She mumbles on his lips as she continues to chase her own orgasm as she slides her hand along him, her other hand still tangled in his hair.

“Me too, cum for me Baby, I’ve got you. I’ve got you” He says breathlessly as he slightly trusts into her hand. She felt the warm waves of pleasure as her climax hits her, her walls clenching around his fingers as she moans his name out. Just hearing her moan his name was enough, ropes of white spurt out of his tip as he makes a mess of them. They lean their foreheads against each other as they catch their breath.

Charlotte was perfect. Marc thought at he gazed into her eyes, the afterglow flushes her cheeks. It was that simple. She made him feel alive. She made him desire her in a way he didn't think possible. And for the first time in his life, Marc felt free... free from the past that haunted him, free from the burden that had been placed on him. Free from the pain of losing his brother. And Charlotte, in all of her beauty and personality, was the reason.

Tag: @ominoose

Masterlist

[cryptidfuckery]

Your old social media was literally my first ever introduction to anyone identifying beyond the gender binary. In 2014, I was watching youtube videos in the small UK city I grew up in, and your videos were recommended. And I felt instant recognition when you talked about gender things, because I'm non-binary and I'd never heard of anyone identifying or expressing themselves that way when I was younger. You were the LGBT+ elder that I really appreciated advice from. (Even if you are only a few years older than me, you seemed much wiser). So I just wanted to say thank you for being your out and authentic self for so many years. Wishing you a good week. P.S. if you like cute animals, I highly recommend looking up photos of bog turtles, they definitely made my week better.

I'm really, really glad that I was able to help you!!

This definitely isn't the first time I've heard this. Notably, when I was at an anime convention years ago during that time, I had someone approach me and say essentially the same thing and also cry. Wonderful experience, also a fucking wild experience!!

It's one of the things I'm proudest of my younger self for. I was lucky enough to learn through my close friends at the time, but I definitely saw that there just. Wasn't enough information readily available for the people who might be interested. So I dug my heels in and allowed myself to be a resource, because it was important. Most of what I was doing was regurgitating what I was learning from my own elders and community, but it was important for people to have a face to the idea. Someone they could talk to and be validated by.

That was either around or over 10 years ago now. I've identified as genderqueer for over 10 years. I sometimes think about an the people who might have a similar time line just for the sake that I talked about it openly.

That time also helped me realize that I didn't want to go into activism full time. I love it, its important, but it made me realize that it would take too much out of me. Maybe I was able to handle it better because I was still being supported by family, and my only obligation (that I shirked a hell of a lot of) was highschool.

That doesn't mean I Completely stopped though. I'm one of those people you can make the joke "they'll trans your gender." I have a joke that the only people who don't end up more trans by the end of dating me are Very cis men. (I have a theory that the people who do end up "more trans" are attracted to the androgy for a reason, whether they realize or not).

I like to think it's because I know what questions to ask, not to push too hard, but more than anything, let them describe how they're feeling about their gender/sexuality with no judgements. Letting them explore it in a safe space. So my activism kind of happens there.

But more than that, I'm a hairdresser that caters toward queer/trans/gay people. That's where I feel I actually do my activism.

And I'll be real with you, I'm not out to all my clients. I work in a mixed bag neighborhood (old conservatives, young liberals, EVERYTHING inbetween) so half of that is keeping myself safe. The other half is not wanting to put extra work on myself trying to fight to explain my identify to someone who 1) doesn't actually care and 2) most likely won't actually hear a thing i say. I talk to the clients that bring it up, and come out to them if they ask. I'm not necessarily tight lipped about my queerness, but like all of us, at know how to illude without specifics. I let my clients decide their comfort level.

But my TRANS CLIENTS. They are SO important to me. I'm able to surround myself with the people I love, who I can crack a gender joke at and know I'll get a laugh. People I can really talk to about dysphoria, about hormones, about surgeries, about relationships, about sex, about family, about friends, about life in a way I don't get to with my other clients.

Even more important than that, I can make a huge step in their transition that much easier. I had a good amount of freshly cracked eggs find me after quarantine/the pandemic (it's not over). As we all know, it was a huge self reflection time. But I got to be there to be the first to validate their gender through their hair. That in itself can be an extremely nerve wracking process. My trans clients coming to me have allowed me to figure out the best way to naviagte the situation in a way where they feel comfortable and validated. It means the world to me. Seriously.

This is where I feel I actually do my activism. It's not explaining what gender is, it's not explaining pronouns. It's getting to assure someone they're on the right path. That what they're doing is good, and it's happy, and there's someone who's proud of them for going through the hard, hard process. I have people I've now been seeing for years who I've gotten to support through hormone changes, through identity changes, through relationship changes.

But one of the things I really try to stress is that being trans, while it absolutely has it's difficulty, it's supposed to be joyous. It's supposed to be the joy of being who you feel you really are. The joy of being loved for who you are. The joy of loving as you are. The joy of being loved by your community. The joy of loving life. Being trans is the joy of love, and the constant readmission that you love yourself more than anyone else can take away.

I cried a little bit writing that ngl.

Last thing I wanna say is that if I did happen to touch your life in a way that helped you become more fully realized, pass on the favor. The next time you have a friend or loved one you're getting the signals from, ask the questions. Be patient with them. Let them change their answers. Nudge but don't shove. Crack a joke. Meet them where they are.

Do it with love.

[pjsk-writin]

HEAR ME OUT.

can i req tsukasa, nene and ena meeting s/o’s family like at a dinner but their overprotective and like giving side glances and asking personal questions as if it were a police interrogation and asking like “do you really love them… whats **insert smth ab them**” acting as if theyre getting married in 2 days and stuff, along w chars reaction to it and the conversation after

just thought thatd itd be fun :)

YEAA THIS WAS FUN, hope you like this !! <3

♡ OVERPROTECTIVE FAMILY - Tsukasa Tenma, Nene Kusanagi and Ena Shinonome x Reader

Tsukasa:

When you told Tsukasa that your family had invited him over for dinner, he was already ecstatic!

When you told him they might be a bit overprotective, he just laughs. "Haha, is that so? Don't worry, they'll love this future star!"

As expected when the dinner occurs, it's a bit chaotic-

Your family side-eyes him, and he just gives them his usual confident grin

Every single time they ask him if he really loves you, he'll gasp and aggressively nod. "Of course! How couldn't I love my dear co-star?" (They ask about the co-star thing, and he exclaims how he's a future star. You might have to stop that tangent-)

They also ask him about what you like, and he responds very enthusiastically. He can and will ramble about you, don't get him started-

After the dinner, when you talk to him, he laughs off any concern or questions you have for him. "I think it went well! As expected, everyone loves this future star!!"

Nene:

When you tell Nene that your family had invited her over for dinner, she's a bit nervous, but she can handle it

When you tell her they're a bit overprotective, that's when she gets worried- "They are? I hope I don't upset them..."

The dinner actually goes pretty well all things considered!

Any time your family side-eyes her, she just awkwardly looks at you-

Every time they ask if she really loves you, she'll just blink before nodding. "I mean, yeah, they're wonderful..." 

They then proceed to ask her about what you like, and she responds very carefully. She knows a lot about you, but rambling about you like she usually does to Rui in front of your family is a bit embarrassing-

After the dinner, when you talk to her, she just buries her face in her hands. "I just hope they liked me...It would've been better if I brought Robo-Nene." "Nene, they wouldn't believe that I'm dating a robot." "...I know, but still-"

Ena:

When you tell Ena that your family invited her over for dinner, she's a bit bewildered. She doesn't have dinner with her family often-

When you tell her that they're a bit overprotective, she just sighs. "Ah, really? Hopefully I don't do anything wrong."

The dinner goes well!

Whenever your family side-eyes her, she just smiles at them before looking at you

They ask if she really loves you, and she hums and nods. "Well I mean, of course I do. They understand me better than anyone else!"

They then ask about various things about you, and she responds easily. You understand her, and she understands you as well! She smiles at you the whole time

After the dinner, when you talk to her, she's actually really happy. "Y'know, despite all the questioning, that was...Nice. Do you think they'd mind if I had dinner again?"