#AND I WANT TO RESPOND TO THE PERSON WHO'S TEXTING ME

[ditzydoe444]

MDNI 18+

eager bunny reader taking jason’s huge cock! ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚

big dick! jason x bunny! reader

jason todd smut

it was no secret that jason had a big dick, the man was built like a greek god. he had broad shoulders, biceps that were so big they could easily crush you, and his thick thighs. you were pretty damn sure you could get off from his thighs alone. he was a good eight and a half, going to nine when hard, his girth was thick enough for you to see stars with just a few thrusts. he wasn’t as neatly trimmed as other guys you’ve been with, though you didn’t care, there was just something charming about a rugged man who didn’t care.

his big dick, also gave jason a big ego. he would text you late at night, asking you to come over, which you do because of the mind-blowing orgasms he would give you. he would fuck you like his personal toy, and his thrusts were deep and hard, making you were clinging onto the furniture you were on for dear life whilst letting out the most pathetic whines. the size difference between you two was comical, you barely reached his chest, so when you guys fucked it was like his own sex doll.

when jason texted you at 1 a.m. in the morning, you couldn’t help but respond within seconds. you basically jumped out of bed, wearing the skimpiest pyjama set, despite knowing that jason wouldn’t care. he would rip the set off within seconds without sparing a second glance.

the moment you arrived at his apartment jason kissed you roughly before shoving the door shut. “miss you sweet thing,” he groaned, as his hands gripped your waist tighter. jason pulled away from the kiss, his gaze scanning down your body in the small sleep set. a slow grin formed on his face, “you picked this out for me?” he asked gently tugging the small straps of your top. you nodded shyly, jason had never noticed small things like these until now, your intentions were to capture his attention, and now that you have you felt more flustered than ever.

“love that you thought of me bun,” he whispered softly, his hands roaming around your body. “such a good little thing aren’t ya?” his hands gripped your ass tightly, prompting a small whine from you. you needed him bad.

“seems like you are desperate too,” jason groaned before he easily picked you up, heading to his room. with the size difference between you two, jason would easily manhandle you, throwing you on the bed and putting you in positions that allowed him to fuck you like a fleshlight.

the moment he carried you into his room, he threw you onto the mattress. he didn’t waste a second before completely tearing your pyjama set, “jay,” you whined seeing how he easily discarded the fabric. “i’ll buy you another one bun,” he mumbled as he kisses you, “just let me fuck this pretty little pussy first yeah?” he asked before pulling down his grey sweatpants which revealed his black boxer briefs. he was so big the boxers barely did anything to conceal the outline. it was begging to be released.

jason looked at you with his eyebrows raised, “knees to your chest bun.” with no hesitation you lifted them up to your chest, where his strong hands basically pressed you down like a sandwich. one of his hands drifted from your legs to your waist gripping it tightly, whilst his other slowly traced around your wet folds. “already soaked for me bun,” you could tell jason just wanted to shove his cock in you, but with his size he always needed to stretch you out. “don’t have to wait jay,” you mumbled softly, god you were so hungry for his dick you didn’t even care about being stretched out beyond belief.

jason gave a small grin, “so good for me,” he whispered before he tugged his boxer briefs down, the messy untrimmed hair that pointed down to his fat cock that was already leaking with precum. you felt his fat tip nudging towards you, before he slowly sank in, you taking him inch by inch. “you know, i always love seeing this,” jason said as he gently outlined the small bulge in your tummy from him. there was just something about seeing someone much smaller than him so eager to take his dick knowing it basically impaled them in half. hence why jason always called you bun, or his bunny. you were always so eager to please him and a little ditzy, and god he loved it. the way you saw him like a god and how he could manipulate you just to have you drooling and choking all over his cock turned him on.

his large hands encircled your waist as he started to thrust into you, his fat cock disappearing into your right cunt. “you always take me so well bun,” he groaned at the sight, you were always so accommodating it was cute. “j-jay,” you whined, he was so big to the point you could come in a few thrusts alone. “not yet bun, we just started,” jason’s hands gripped your waist tighter before his thirsts started to pick up.

he held you so tightly you couldn’t even squirm, just forced to sit down and take his fat cock. you held onto the back of your thighs weakly as they bounced with his thrusts. you were making the most lewd noises, as you squeezed him tight. he was in so deep, hitting and abusing all of the sweet spots you had so easily. “mph- you’re so big,” you whined as the sound of his balls slapping against you filled the room. jason grinned. “i know bun, you take me so well like a sweetheart.”

“c-close” you whine, your neck craning to see the sight of his cock drilling into you making you so full and stuffed with a bulge. “you’re gonna come bun?” jason asks as his thrusts pick up, he loved watching you come, the sight of your eyes shut with your mouth parted open making the most erotic noises turned him on. “y-yeah” you babbled out, you couldn’t even think straight let alone answer this damn questions.

“have i fucked you dumb?” jason grinned watching you shut your eyes in pleasure. “m-mph, no,” you responded poorly, which only made jason grin more. jason’s tone lowered slightly, “don’t lie to me bun, or else you won’t come.”

the comment alone was enough for you to open your eyes wide, your brain was trying to come up with responses but failed as you were being fucked dumb like he said. “y-yes, ‘m being fucked dumb,” you whined, your breaths cutting your own sentences short.

“knew you were lyin’ to me bun,” jason grumbled, “don’t lie next time alright? liars don’t get to come.” you immediately responded, staring into his eyes your eyes wide. “i-i promise i won’t lie to you!”

jason grinned seeing how much power he had on you, the moment he pinched your clit, it was over. you let out the loudest moan as you came and squirted on his cock. you coming didn’t stop jason as he continued to drill into you harshly, fucking you like his own personal fleshlight.

[blackgirlsloveburrow]

NSFW 18+

i really need a fic of this bad and i am not a good writer at alllll. okay just imagine with me real quick. also this is completely imaginative don’t come for me lol

!jealous joe !bengals fan bf !cheating

your boyfriend is a really big bengals fan. i mean has so much bengals memorabilia, friends and family love the bengals. he even grew up in the good old land of chili cheese coneys and graeters ice cream. well you never really were into football. it was kinda boring, kinda long, and could have your boyfriend in a sucky mood the whole day.

until…

you saw him.

joe burrow. he’s gorgeous, humble, and is so passionate about the game and his team. you were obsessed. so when your boyfriend one day invited you to an event where you may be able to meet him and have him sign something, you said yes.

you didn’t really have bengals merchandise at the time, so you borrowed your boyfriend’s bengals hat and scarf, and just wore a black outfit to match. you were standing at the fence, waiting for the team to come out to practice. you felt kinda antsy. you really hoped you would be able to meet joe. all of a sudden him and his team came out and everyone started screaming to get his attention. joe was signing jerseys and footballs. it was all a bit overwhelming. he got to you and your boyfriend, and did a double take a bit. your boyfriend was asking him to sign his poster, which he did, and you took out a little notebook. he smiled and looked you in the eye. your boyfriend didn’t notice this as he was already facetiming his friends about his interaction. joe didn’t give you his regular signature, but rather, wrote his name legibly and his phone number right underneath.

your eyes went wide. he laughed and headed to practice.

you went home and laid in bed. it was about 9 pm and you were still staring at the number. you decided not to tell anyone, as you didn’t want joe’s privacy to feel invaded. you put the number into your phone and texted him.

“hi. is this joe burrow? i am y/n. we met earlier today at your practice”.

he immediately texted back, you kinda freaked out.

“hey this is joe. it was nice to meet you earlier, y/n. your bengals hat was cute”.

you screamed into your pillow. you texted back.

“thank you! it wasn’t mine cause im just kind of getting into football haha”. you cringed at yourself, not really knowing how to respond.

“well, maybe i can teach you a few things sometime. maybe you can come to my house?”.

flash forward a few weeks later, you’re in joe burrow’s lap, with an oversized bengals jersey on and no pants, in his huge living room.

he’s kissing your neck and squeezing your ass, as he rocks you back and forth on his underwear clad dick. your phone is ringing on the coffee table. it’s your boyfriend.

“joe-“ you tried to say, but he’s trying to distract you with his tongue on your neck.

“joey!” you say exasperated. he pulls back and halts his movement.

“i gotta take this phone call”. he furrows his brows and looks to the side.

“you don’t even like him!” he responds, aggravated.

“i know, but i want to give him the news in a way where he won’t throw a fit. it’s not the right time” you respond.

here’s the thing about joe. he really likes you. ever since he gave you his number, he couldn’t stop thinking about you. he liked how interested you were in learning about him, whether it was about his football career, or who he was as a person. he didn’t care that you had a boyfriend, because he knew he wanted you.

but joe is a jealous guy. there’s only so much he can put up with. i mean, you’re sitting there in his lap, wearing HIS jersey. you have HIS hickeys on your neck, and your wetness is on his underwear. he’s not gonna put up with it anymore.

you’re on the phone saying hello as he pushes your back onto the couch. you had been making out for hours so you were fully ready for what was about to happen. your eyes grow wide at him as he takes your underwear off and pushes your knees to your shoulders. you’re so wet he audibly grunts.

“where are you at?” your boyfriend asks.

joe’s mouth is so close to your pussy it’s kinda hard to make up a lie.

“the grocery store?” you reply like you didn’t believe it yourself.

“oh okay cool”. he brushes it off. nothing seemed out of the ordinary to him as he only really wanted to rant to you about how the season is going so far with the bengals.

you let out a sigh and before you know it joe was sucking on your clit. you cover your mouth trying to avoid moaning on the phone, but joe removes your hand and holds it by your side. he’s licking long stripes up your hole to your clit, making you want to scream.

as good and toe curling joe’s mouth is, you’re able to keep some composure to keep the phone call normal. he’s still talking with no chance of stopping soon. you roll your eyes at the conversation and then see joe taking his underwear off. you can’t help but ogle. he’s longer than average and so so girthy. he always has to go slow putting it in so that you don’t go insane.

well he thinks you’re ready to go a little faster, and he’s desperate to be all the way in you.

your knees are still to your shoulders as he sticks his tip in. you bite your bottom lip hard as to not let out your moans. everything is fine.

until he puts himself all the way in in one swift motion, bottoming out in you. a moan escapes you.

“fuck you’re so tight” joe moans out.

your boyfriend catches on.

“what was that? are you at a guy’s house?”

you didn’t even have time to respond before joe is pounding into you hard and fast. his face is right above yours, and all you can do is moan. you drop the phone, not even caring because all you want is for joe to fuck you dumb.

“p-please daddy”. you have tears pricking the corners of your eyes. you don’t even know what you’re begging for, you just want him to keep fucking you.

“you like that baby? are you gonna cum on daddy’s dick?” he can feel you pulsating on his cock. he keeps hitting your g-spot.

“yes daddy i’m gonna cum” you grab the back of his head and he kisses you sloppily. you unravel beneath him, eyes rolling to the back of your head. he continues using you, chasing his own high.

he’s grunting. mumbling how good you feel.

“please cum in me daddy”. you start to feel yourself wanting to unravel again. he fucks you with deep long strokes, until finally he cums deep inside of you, letting out a long moan. you cum again too, tears streaking your face. he kisses you again. foreheads to each other, all you can hear is each others breathing. smiling at each other, until you hear something coming from the phone on the floor:

“WHAT THE FUCK”.

[robinsgrl]

since im still getting hate through anon over “stealing” a concept that I didn’t know this woman had posted prior to me, im going to clear some things up.

EDITED theres a post of my comment which was taken completely out of context and not me pioneering “weird!girl”. I was talking about the “fan club” that the commenter was referring to. She commented “weird girl fan club” and I responded with “I am the leader and founder of” meaning, I was the leader and founder of my weird girls FAN CLUB because I adored that character. in high school, all the clubs had a leader and a founder but that doesn’t mean they created the idea of the club, and that’s quite literally what i meant. Think of it like a silly little club in school, it was a joke about a fan club for my specific reader. Granted, it was worded weirdly but that was part of the joke. Like me “completing” the sentence. this is a completely inaccurate post that was forced to fit a fake narrative.

^^ this issue was previously about another account but that has been resolved. we have both apologized and a statement was made. I understand her pov completely and if anyone was bothered to read the comments in this post AND read her statement, you wouldn’t be in my inbox harassing me or her.

now for the woman who is claiming that i stole this concept from her. we dm’d and honestly, she was nice. i have nothing against her as a person. but she was still reblogging stuff that her friends posted about the situation and if it’s been “resolved” then stop reblogging things. anyway, she privately messaged me and admitted that she “blocked me previously to this happening”. i started writing for this fandom the end of november. I posted weird girl reader the first or second week of December. she admitted to blocking me since she saw the post and it blew up pretty quickly so im assuming that she blocked me around the same time that it was posted. i can not stress enough that i had not seen her work. as you can see that was almost a month ago. im not sure on my timeline because literally no one will tell me anything but my first post was nov. 22. it hasn’t been that long since i’ve been in this n fandom

the few works that i DID read were texts posts. everything i read i literally reblogged under my recs. I hadn’t read much farther than that. Now i know there’s no way to prove that but it’s the truth. I didn’t see her posts. I didn’t know who she was. And I didn’t get the time to know who she was because she blocked me.

now, in her long post in that same reblog im talking about, she stresses that you can make weird girl different. that she spent time on her character and I’m sure she did. granted, I didn’t get to read her works because again, I’ve been blocked. but that’s quite literally the point of _!readers. writers have the control. they can base them off of whatever they want and she named those examples. just like she was proud of her reader, i was proud of mine. those things that my reader did in the series were things that i have quite literally done in my real life.

the first part. i did the boob/pec thing to a gym guy that i was seeing back when i was 18. biting someone’s muscled arm was a trend that i saw on tiktok. Of women biting their so’s muscles.

the putting her hands in her boyfriends jeans to warm her cold hands up? i did that before and granted, it was with a girl that i was semi-seeing and not a guy like the original post, but I just flipped the scene. same with the ass slapping and grabbing joke. i do that to my friends. my friends. it’s weird, yes, but that’s why i wrote this weird girl with things i’ve done before because for a long time, i was considered weird. i was bullied in school for being weird, as im sure a lot of people have been.

this reader of mine was me. from the antics she did to the chronically online posts and texts. ive had so many people say that they, themselves have done these things with their significant others as well because tiktok and social media is normalizing not being so serious all the time, that it’s okay to be awkward and weird and goofy with the people you love. And as stated before, i go into writing weird girl reader as someone who’s on the spectrum. I don’t write that she is but as someone who is, those little pieces of me were in the story and im sure many who are can understand that.

she goes on to say that people blow up on her for confronting them. im truly sorry she had that experience but i am not them. she should have come to me as an adult from the beginning. as a grown woman. we both are grown enough to have a civil conversation before name dropping and having people come to my page and say im plagiarizing and copying her when i did not know who she was. because im sorry to say this: you did not inspire me. i did not see your posts. i did not know your account. until this reblogged ask was posted, i did not know you existed. i can not give credit on a concept that i didn’t even know you posted ahead of me. quirky readers like this have been around for longer than your own. i remember reading one direction wattpad stories with quirky/off putting readers when i was a preteen, literally dozen off stories, and back when it was “not being like other girls”. this concept is not new and was not popularized by you. I am not saying that takes away from your work. You have a right to be upset when people steal your own personal work but a concept is a concept. And it’s not one that i stole or got inspiration from you. and i have to reiterate: I am not saying i came up with this on my own. Im not saying this was my idea. But i did not get it from you.

now cameronwillow is defending her friend and i get that. having friends like this is important in hard times but i do believe she and the original sender of the ask, blew this thing out of proportion. im glad you’re there for your friend, truly, a love like that is all anyone can ask for. but you did this the absolute wrong way. read the top to see what i mean. if you still think i copied or stole from your friend and that “credit wasn’t given”, then, you’re gonna keep having a tough time on the internet and in fandoms; tropes and concepts and plots are constantly reused.

now, you posted that i should’ve messaged first. how when she admitted to blocking me when she saw my first weird girl post? you go on to say that “if you’re old enough to be on tumblr then you’re old enough to use your thumbs and message people off anon”. Now, the anon hate is wrong and anyone who is harassing your friend in a harsh way or calling her names, don’t take them as anyone I would support. I wouldn’t support any of them or any of that. If i found out who it was, i would report and block them myself. Hate through anon is wrong no matter what. But wouldn’t that go both ways? You all reblogged and posted things about me while I was blocked before we could have any sort of discussion as adults. (With the exception of dolly because she did unblock me and we had a discussion, although i will say it was too late.)

those are the main few that i think had a lot of hold over the situation. dolly isn’t at fault here. but neither am i. it was a bad situation that was dealt with badly. feelings on all sides are valid but this is the internet, you have to be careful with what you post and how you word yourself. i should have worded myself better on that leader and founder comment and i admit that, it was wrong. but at the least all of these people can and should admit that they blew this entire thing out of proportion.

now, i do want to add that this person gravedigginbbydoll made a completely insane post. in my latin culture, mal de ojo/brujeria/ hexes are a terrifying thing. it’s not something to be messed with in any sort of way. i’ve seen first hand what those things can do to a person. my mother and her long line in mexico rebuke all of this. they fight against it. they cleanse others and us in ways that i wouldn’t even know existed if i wasn’t a part of them. you don’t have to believe in it but i do. I wholeheartedly believe in it. And maybe she didn’t mean me. Maybe she didn’t mean it seriously. But i took it seriously. My family, who im talking with this about is taking it seriously. If youre an avid believer and follower of this stuff, you should know that a post like that to a random girl on the internet, who just wanted to get a better grasp on this abrupt situation, is maniacal and evil. I believe in karma. Karma IS going to come for you over that post and over wishing those things on me (and others).

I had a conversation with her friend under a post where we talk about the hate comments and anon and i agree, neither of us should get this hate. Not at all. And dolly has the right to her feelings. Plagiarism and copying is a real issues in fandoms and in fanfiction writing, one that i have dealt with myself in my past fandoms. But it’s also not insane of me to want to defend myself. I’m not “dragging it” by wanting to defend myself. I’m not “dragging it” by posting this. This is me defending myself and my writing because i am being completely honest— I did not know her work.

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Now to those who are defending me and sending me sweet messages, i love you all so much. It means the absolute world to me that you all are willing to hear me out and not jump to conclusions like many people are. And im so grateful for all the love on all my works, not only my weird girl posts. Fearless and Kildare nights were works that i was immensely proud of. Kildare Nights was a way to let out my silly little thoughts. I get attached to character and JJ was one that i was very attached to. The ending of s4 felt like a hole in me and i wanted to fill that. On top of that, a lot of you knew from my authors note that i was in the process of moving. I was lucky enough to find a place with my family in time before being evicted. I was homeless before this. I moved in with my mom because i was literally homeless. I slept in a shelter for a few days before renting a room in a random house with a random lady i met on Facebook. My mom, who I wasn’t talking to at the time, let me move back in with her. But she hadn’t told the landlord. So we were scrambling to find a place. Being homeless is a traumatizing part of life that I never want to go through again. And Kildare Nights is what got me through the nights where I wanted to give up again.

And Fearless was my baby. I’ve been a big girl my entire life. I was bullied for it relentlessly in high school to the point of developing an eating disorder that I still struggle with at 21 years old. I’m getting there slowly and surely but Fearless was for the big girls now and in the past that never felt like they could be loved. For the big girls who struggled to find themselves attractive or sexy or even pretty. To the big girls who have had mean girl experiences regarding their weight and just mean high school girls in general. We are deserving of love and romance and even the heartbreak that comes with all of that.

And im sorry to cut it all short. But this account is tainted by everyone who has name dropped me, who has blocked me, who has sent me hate through anon. By all of it. I may be grown and I should be able to handle these things but truth is im not. I don’t have the confidence nor am I in the correct frame of mind, mental health wise, to be putting up with all of this. I get that im not a child but Im 21 and still figuring things out. drama (because this is drama. despite saying its not.) shouldnt be in spaces that make us feel good, that make us feel empowered and that a lot of us use as an escape. thank you for hearing me out.

[smileybasics]

Defending @lil-liaa

I usually don’t post in this blog cause i have other ones but i don’t think this is being fair, me and Lia have been moots for a year and I have seen all her work over the years, I don't know a more creative person than her and I have been with her while she makes her moodboards by call and it is simply impressive the hours she invests in doing it, today I She wrote so devastated and we made a call talking, she has worked on this for so long, I remember how excited she was when she reached 1k, what I mean is that her community and her blog are very important to her, these people are accusing her because three Posts are similar to those of other blogs and that seems stupid to me since you have not even seen her other posts to know if she really makes an effort or not, Lia has made collages, dividers, banners, and a lot of other things, to she is really passionate about digital art and the only time she left her blog was because of the loss of a loved one and the truth is I don't care how many people are going to believe me after this post I just want them to leave her alone, here I am attaching some evidence...

This doesn’t even have so much in common just a three pics, in case you don’t know how moodboards are made, 2 or more colors are taken as a base and the images that best match the tones are searched on Pinterest, not only what she "copied" are just two photos but she also made a divider and a collage

Here’s just pinterest pics (proofs that are from pinterest in keep reading) and again i saw a lot of rude comments towards her that so unfair and hurt feelings cause considering how long Lia has been on her blog it's like invalidating all her hard work!!

In this post she even clarify that the divider isn’t made by her but the collage it is, also it’s just 2 pics that are similar!

This pictures are from pinterest, everyone can use it!

People bullying her

This doesn't just happen on the internet, but in real life, one of Lia's moots simply republished the post where they accused her of copying, she asked him/her why he/her did it so quickly, If they were supposed to be moots, if someone betrays you so quickly without questioning anything, they were never your friend and instead of responding privately she/him made a post just to make her/him moots laugh and the comments are gross, my god it's disgusting, this is directly bullying, if you are a thinking person and if you have ever had some kind of link you should try to talk something privately instead of calling the crazy girl and tagging all your moots so they can laugh, the worst thing is that you can tell that this girl only wants interaction because when she and Lia were chatting she threatened Lia with blocking her but then when Lia blocked her she made another post like "she blocked me" it's like, besides being a treacherous rat you can't have the decency to talk to her about it, Lia has been so nice to everyone but after all, this is where you can see who the ones who truly supported her are, and not the fake friends.

I'm not going to censor his/her username, he deserves it, tumblr is as much as real life, the importance of moots is like friends in real life, because if you want you can just harass someone and all your friends will laugh without question anything.

Also, Lia has a tutorial of a lot of things that she made! If she knows how to do it, why would she steal or copy from other blogs?

She has tutorials of gifs, texts, banners, etc, if she really stole and copy, why she knows how to do it by herself?, and if she knows how to do it by herself she doesn’t even need to stole!

LIKE SHE DIDN’T CARE?! Sorry but this is so wrong, i can tell that, SHE CARES, all these people who are making posts mocking her and calling her crazy because according to them she "copied" three measly posts, when if I were in her place and all my years of work were at stake I would also act like a crazy person because it's worth it, here it is demonstrated clearly her hypocrisy, if Lia wants to defend all her hard work or defend herself from bullying by blocking you she is crazy but if she makes a post explaining everything it seems like she doesn't care, this frustrates me so much

Here more evidence of Lia’s drafts

Just a few of her drafts

And last but not least I want to give credit to Lia's great work these years, so you can see that there is a true artist behind all this nonsense controversy, here are some of her moodboards, my personal favorites that I can't imagine how much time it would have taken

Extra: “Lia we know it’s you” Don’t acuse me of being Lia, i’m just a real friend

Evidence: Contact of Lia and me

Hi guys, it's come to my attention that someone in the moodboard community known as lil-liaa has been copying / taking heavy "inspo" from other creators like @y-unjins and @iluvrei view more for more info + evidence + my opinions on the whole situation

before i start, i'm not trying to run lil-liaa off the platform nor am i trying to stur up drama, this is just to bring light to the situation as not many people know and many people (including myself) defended her when this first happened, i also want liia to realize that what she's doing isn't right and that she shouldn't just brush off "accusations" like these when there is evidence.

proofs

you can see the similarities as lil-liaa used 3 of the exact same pics as iluvrei's including one edited by the original creator without adding credits to the post.

2nd

here you can instantly tell that the moodboard was copied (lil-liaas on the right being an exact replica of y-unjins), only changing 2 pics excluding the idol change and

3rd / last

lastly, you can see how one lia used the exact same divider (+ didnt give creds), two she uses the same images not only in the moodboard but also in her gif (same pics from y-unjins moodboard including the png)

now, lil-liaa was sent multiple anonymous ask from last year and one recently accusing her of stealing moodboards, although a lot of people defended her last year including me due to the ask having no sorts of proof of moodboards being stolen and no one else speaking on it but now the recent ask she has received included proof and her response to it was very (in my opinion) rude and just sounded like she didn't care.

in my opinion, i don't believe this was just a draft she had premade and i don't believe she somehow got the same exact photos from y-unjins moodboard recommended, i believe since this isnt the first accusation and now there's proof of this i believe she has been copying moodboards since last year when she was accused. i don't believe lil-liaa cares about this, the fact she's stealing from other creators and when she gets called out for it she pushes it off with the same excuses

tags

@miujo @rkkuri @lvioung @ciestial @aeraras @sugarish @gyareii @i-kyujin @daddldee @i-mmaculatus @haerinism @chaeryeos @bloomqi @h-yeoni @p-oisn @bitchey @yeritos @yonkiibums @y-vna @y-urios @fairytopea @shuaver @yeoniis

[kangshxrtie]

Four | Use me

"Tell me, why'd you have to hit-and-run me? Now I'm all alone cryin' ugly" - Gone, Rosé

you and nien were acquaintances, sharing the same friends, major, and classes, yet you barely spoke. so imagine her surprise when she found you sitting in front of her door, curled up with a bottle of soju in your hand.

"y/n?" nien questioned, approaching you slowly.

you looked up, hoping one of your friends was finally home. "oh, hey nien," you greeted.

"don't mind me... just waiting for the others," you said before taking another sip of soju.

even though you two didn't talk much, nien knew this behavior was unlike you.

nien walked closer, concerned. "does anybody know you're here?"

"umm, no. my phone died because i haven’t charged it all day," you said, face-palming.

"okay, i'll let them know," nien said, pulling out her phone to text her roommates.

nien where are y'all? y/n is here

after a few seconds without a reply, nien decided she couldn't leave you out here while drunk. what if you wandered off or something happened to you?

"come on, let's get you inside," nien urged, helping you stand up and removing the bottle from your hand. she made sure to hold you upright as she unlocked the door, walked inside, and closed and locked it behind her.

"i know i said we should get closer... didn't think you would take up the offer so soon," nien joked as she helped you to the couch.

luckily, you weren't looking to take your anger out on her. "guess i just couldn't resist you."

nien laughed lightly before helping you sit down on the couch, setting your bottle on the coffee table. "stay here. i'll get you some water."

"nien," you called as she started to walk towards the kitchen.

"hmm?" nien turned back around almost immediately.

"let's drink together," you said, grabbing the bottle back and holding it up.

"i don't know if that's a good idea," nien said, noticing you were already quite drunk.

"please, i need this tonight," you pouted slightly.

nien thought it over. you did seem sad about something, and now you were in her house. what's the worst that could happen?

"okay," nien agreed with a nod.

"good. i don't like drinking alone," you said.

nien then went to the kitchen, returning with more drinks, two shot glasses, and some snacks. once she had everything, she set it down on the coffee table.

"do i get to know why you're in a drinking mood tonight now?" nien asked as she sat down on the couch opposite you.

"let's take a shot first," you said, pouring soju into the two shot glasses in front of you.

nien leaned forward to take one of the shot glasses, and you took the other, making eye contact before downing the shots together.

"she cheated on me," you slurred as soon as you placed your shot down.

she? all this time, nien thought you were straight. and cheated? she didn't even know you were in a relationship. you never mentioned dating anyone during your hangouts, at least not that she remembered.

"and it was with the girl she told me not to worry about," you revealed with a chuckle.

nien didn't know who this person was, but now she hated them. how dare they mess you up this much?

as you continued to spew nasty words about both of them, nien nodded along. but when you started crying, she didn't know what to do.

nien left her seat to sit next to you, letting you cry on her shoulder as she rubbed your back.

"she doesn't deserve you," nien told you, continuing to rub your back.

you didn't respond, only letting out small sniffles. "god, i hate this."

"do you want me to drink more so i won't remember this?" nien asked, making you laugh softly.

"would you?" you asked, not serious but curious.

nien immediately grabbed one of the bottles, opened it, and went to take a sip before you quickly stopped her. "wait, i was joking."

"are you sure? because i'm a lightweight; i'll get drunk real fast," she said.

"oh, so you finally admit it?" although you didn't talk much, whenever your group went out together, nien could never admit that she was drunk, even though she got red after only a couple of sips.

"don't tell the others," she whispered, even though nobody else was around.

"your secret's safe with me," you whispered back, playing along.

nien poured both of you shots, handing you yours. "you promise?" she held out her glass, signaling for you to clink your glass against hers.

you nodded, clinking your glasses together and downing the shots.

"by the way, did you know yunjin and chaewon are dating?" you asked after setting your glass down.

"i figured, but what does that have to-" nien paused, looking at you. "no... you're lying."

"i wish i was. i really fucking wish," you sighed.

"is yunjin the one you were dating?" nien asked.

you nodded solemnly, grabbing the bottle to take another swig, the shot glasses now forgotten.

"the crazy thing is nobody even knows about us, so i can't even do anything about it," you said.

"you should expose her. post something and get her canceled," nien suggested.

"she could deny everything since there's no proof."

"not even any couples items or pictures?" nien asked.

you shook your head. "it was a secret relationship. we—she didn't want anything that could expose us."

"i'm so stupid. of course she wanted to keep it a secret so she could date multiple people."

"no. she's stupid for taking advantage of you."

"that is true, but i should've known. she's not even famous enough to be in a secret relationship."

"don't blame yourself, y/n. i'll help you."

"what do you mean?" you asked, confused.

"you want revenge for what she did? i'll help you get it," nien said.

"how would we do that?" you questioned.

"well, do to her what she did to you."

"but i can't cheat. it goes against so many things i believe in," you said.

"you don't have to. just don't let her break your heart like this; you need to make her regret cheating on you by playing her game."

"so basically, i'm supposed to make her jealous and make it seem like i'm cheating on her," you clarified.

"exactly," nien nodded.

"but with who? i don't really talk to anybody outside of our friend group."

"use me," nien suggested with a shrug.

you raised an eyebrow at her wording.

"use me to make her jealous," nien clarified.

"what if this backfires and she makes me look bad?"

"there's no proof you two are dating," she said.

you thought it over, weighing the pros and cons. pros: you get revenge and avoid going out bad. you get closer to nien. cons: well, there weren't any, but that might be due to the number of drinks in your system.

"we have a deal," you said, pouring another glass for you and nien.

"i'll drink to that," nien said, clinking glasses with you for the second time that night, proud of what was to come.

"you're red," you pointed out, looking at nien's neck.

"shh, don't talk about it," she whined, trying her best to cover her neck.

"lightweight," you teased.

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[urlocalwormtoday]

why is it that when I'm trying to find that specific post that perfectly describes the things that are overstimulating me rn, 90% of the things that pop up are FANFICTIONS ABT SMUT. LIKE. MAN. THIS ISN'T HELPING. I DON'T WANT TO READ AN X READER FIC. please for the love of god if I see one more fic or notif I'm going to turn my phone on do not disturb for a million more years

[kittenfangirl20]

Once home Adam excitedly texted Lucifer letting him know that he would have three days down in Hell. He wanted to tell him before Sera contacted him. Lucifer responded with a bunch of heart emojis which made Adam smile. Just then Sera walked in and Adam quickly got out of the texts.

Sera: I have everything set up with Lucifer and Charlotte, you will be going tomorrow. Are you sure that everything will be alright?

Adam: Yes mama.

He crawled over to Sera and got into her lap. He knew she loved it when he sat in her lap even though he felt a little childish doing it. But he would do it sometimes to help her feel better. She smiled as she held him close to her.

Sera: You are my precious baby boy and I will always protect you.

Adam: I know mama.

Sera: Good, I will help you pack up as well.

Adam nodded and let Sera help him pack up for three days. He had to wait until Sera left the room to place some extra items in the suitcase. Some silky panties to wear for Lucifer, he would never admit it out loud to anyone, but he liked how they felt on him. He also packed up a potion that would let him have both a pussy and a dick. He wanted to know what it felt like to have one and have Lucifer be inside of it, besides the pussy would go away after a few days. Whet he didn’t read on the bottle was that it would not go away if the person was impregnated.

Adam internally: Well, I am all packed up and I have three days for me and Luci.

The next day Charlie was frantically getting the hotel ready. An angel was coming to inspect the hotel to see if it was a good thing or not. Vaggie had gotten everyone to help out which was a blessing. Just then a portal from Heaven opened and Adam walked through in his usual robe and masked helmet.

Angel: Wait isn’t that the leader of the Exorcists!

Alastor: This should be interesting.

Charlie nervously approached, she didn’t think they would send the leader of the group who was killing so many Sinners to do this.

Charlie: Hello Sir, welcome to the Hazbin Hotel.

Adam: Call me Dickmaster.

Charlie:………….

Angel: Ok Dickmaster.

Adam: I’m kidding, my name is Adam, you must be Charlie Morningstar.

Charlie was confused, she had thought that he would have called her Charlotte, but it seemed like he knew that she preferred being called Charlie. Adam then removed his helmet and everyone looked at him in surprise.

Angel: Who knew that the leader of the Exorcists was such a hottie.

Alastor: Indeed, even I have to admit he is quite attractive.

Charlie: Wait, I saw you with dad at a restaurant recently.

Just then Lucifer burst into the room and ran over to Adam and jumped into his arms.

Lucifer: Can you believe it, we have three days all to ourselves.

@things-arent-what-they-seem66

(Mama Bear Sera AU)

Sera was making breakfast, chocolate chip pancakes. She was also setting up eggs, bacon, and fruit. Only the best for her babies. Speaking of her babies she needed to go and wake them up. The first bed room was like room of a princess with pink and lavender. There were lots of fluffy stuffed animals and pictures of lovely landscapes of Heaven. Laying in the bed with a canopy was Emily who was very much an adult.

Sera: Wake up Princess, breakfast is ready.

Emily woke up and smiled.

Emily: Thank you mama.

Sera smiled and went to the next room. This one was a room in dark blue and gold with rock band posters all over the walls. There was an impressive guitar collection, a TV with the latest video game systems. Sera picked up the helmet with horns and a mask so she could put it somewhere safe. Sprawled on the bed was Adam who was holding a lion plushie that was half his size and he was also an adult.

Sera: Wake up Starlight, breakfast is ready.

Adam woke up and yawned, but he also smiled when he saw Sera.

Adam: Bad ass mama.

Sera didn’t usually like cursing, but she such a soft spot for Adam that she let it slide. Unlike Emily who was wearing cutesy nightgown that went down to her ankles, Adam was wearing boxer shorts and slept a shirtless so you could see his nipple piercings just like you could see his tongue piercing when he yawned. Adam picked up a shirt of his favorite rock band and put it on. Adam followed Sera to the dining room, Adam hugged Emily before taking his seat.

Adam: Morning Emmy.

Emily: Good morning Addie.

Sera kissed them on the forehead before she placed a plate with their breakfast in front of them. There was also sippy cups filled with chocolate milk. It didn’t matter if Emily and Adam tried to say that they could handle regular glasses of chocolate milk, to Sera they were her babies.

Adam sighed as he saw the sippy cups, Sera's heart was in the right place but some things she did was embarrassing. He drew the line at letting her feed him, he was a grown ass man, THE man.

Adam: This looks delicious.

Sera: I hope you like it.

Adam sat down and dug into the food, Sera was very good at cooking his food the way he liked it.

Emily: Do you have anything going on today Adam?

His mind went to a special meeting that he had set up but he couldn't let them know about. Especially Sera, she would freak the fuck out.

Adam: Oh you know, Lute wanted to check out this place over in the tropical side.

Sera: That sounds fun.

Adam: It will be, did you want me to bring you something back?

Sera: Sure if you want to.

He nodded, he would have to text Lute and get her to go over there and grab something small to cover it up.

When he was done Adam quickly got dressed, hugged Sera goodbye and flew off.

Adam was headed down to Hell for the afternoon, he had a date with the devil after all.

[skeletalheartattack]

Do you have a bluesky?

i do not, no.

[faaun]

i feel rly sad and conflicted abt one of my best friends on earth but idk who to ask for advice bc i usually would have consulted her in this situation lmao

[unproduciblesmackdown]

another day another "applying the concept 'disposability' to 'someone withdraws from a personal relationship, & that wasn't signed off on by the other'" kill me

[a-high-femme]

..

[looksbadtodd]

danny ana aj im calling you by name fuck all of you and fuck you for ghosting my boyfriend after years of friendship fuck you bitches

[aropride]

i have therapy tmrw and im scared ☹️ i dont want to talk about and process my feelings i want to lie in bed and feel scared

[terrorbirb]

Monday my coworker cleared his throat on me when talking to me for 3 minutes, and I immediately put on a mask, disinfected and moved everything I had to the conference room because he obviously had something. I also immediately told my boss who "was wondering if he should send him home". All of that, but apparently that was enough to get me sick.

Here's the thing, and I know this isn't how it works, I got it from a coworker at work and did EVERYTHING in my power to not get it so i could continue work, so I should get my sick days paid even though I don't have any more PTO. I'm still going to work with a mask on in the warehouse because I, specifically, am needed to complete physical inventory which is incredibly important, but I had to go home at 3pm because I was on the verge of fainting. If I cannot complete these last 2 weeks of work, my company will fall apart, which is why I gave a 5 week notice instead of 2 and delayed starting my new job. I know "fuck this company", but I have enough pride to not want things to be worse than they already are because I Built This Place. I want all the systems I designed to work.

Tldr if a coworker got me sick because my boss didn't send him home when he knew he should, and I took measures to limit my exposure right after being exposed, then I should get my sick hours paid.

[clownboy-yeehonk]

Is it even Thanksgiving week if your extended family isn't giving you extreme agita

[hearts-hunger]

thought of reaching out to a friend that i haven't talked to in a long time. it's my fault that we haven't talked, not because i don't care for her, but i'm just very bad at keeping in touch and i have that executive dysfunction thing where answering texts seems like a horrifying overwhelming task. anyways i haven't talked to her since july, and i thought of sending her a text today, but the last text she sent me was about not really wanting to keep this up if i'm going to be so sporadic in my responses. so i don't know if i should just let it die out and have her be bitter with me forever, or if i should text her because i'm thinking of her, probably be sporadic in any continuation of the conversation, and make her even more bitter with me.