#GOING INSANE AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JESUS CHRIST

[joelmillerisapunk]

Wip Wednesday

Well well well here we are again Wednesday... hey look at us. tysm for the tags @probablyreadinsmut & @milla-frenchy

Today, I come to you with many wips it's truly insane how many wips I have on the go and idk why I have 1.5 million ideas. So I need your help... here's a poll and snippets of said options are underneath. Please tell me what you'd like first so I can try to commit to a single wip try being the keyword. K thank you, love you, smooching you 😘🥰

Dbf!Joel

The sight in front of him knocked the breath from his lungs. There you were, spread out on the bed, your hand between your legs, back arching as you chased your pleasure. His name escaped your lips in a hushed, broken moan, and he swallowed hard, his pants tightening uncomfortably.   Jesus Christ. He should walk away. He knew he should walk away. But instead, he stayed rooted to the spot, watching as you trembled, oblivious to the fact that you weren’t as alone as you thought.  

When you finally came down from your high, your body limp and sated, you turned your head—and froze. Standing in the doorway, leaning casually against the frame, was Joel. His arms were crossed over his chest, that infuriating smirk plastered across his face.  

“Well, well,” he drawled, his voice thick with amusement. “Didn’t know I had such an effect on you, sweetheart.”   _____________

You swallowed hard, clutching the blanket tighter around you, your body betraying you as heat pooled in your belly. “You should go,” you whispered, but even as you said it, your eyes lingered on him, on the way his broad shoulders filled the doorway, on the rough edge of his jaw, and the way his shirt clung to his chest.  

Joel walked closer until his hand reached out, slow and deliberate, tugging the blanket down just enough to expose the curve of your shoulder. You shivered under his touch, his fingers grazing your skin like a brand. “You don’t really want me to go,” he said, his voice soft, coaxing, but laced with that undeniable authority.  

Pirate!Joel Your laugh echoes, bright and sharp, filling the cavern. “You didn’t need to. You were mine the moment you set eyes on me.”

His stomach twists at your words, at the possessive edge in your tone. “What are you talking about?”

You lean closer, your hair cascading over your shoulders as your eyes bore into his. “You don’t belong to yourself anymore, Captain Miller. You belong to me.”

He stiffens, his heart pounding as the weight of your words sinks in.

“I could’ve let you die,” you continue, your voice soft but unyielding. “But I didn’t. And now, you’re bound to me. Wherever you go, whatever you do—you will always return to me. You’re not free. Not anymore.”

bfd!Joel - for @yxtkiwiyxt nhie challenge You grabbed his hand, your fingers brushing his palm. Joel froze for a split second, the warmth of your skin startling him, but you didn’t seem to notice as you tugged him through the crowd.  

When you led him upstairs, Joel hesitated, his brow furrowing. “She’s up here?”  

You turned to look at him, a flicker of mischief in your eyes. “Yeah, just a little further.”  

Something about your tone made his gut tighten, but he followed, watching as you opened the door to a small bedroom and stepped inside.  

“Where—�� Joel started, but you shut the door behind him, leaning back against it.  

The room was quiet, muffled from the party below, and suddenly, the tension in the air shifted. Joel’s eyes darted to yours, his brows drawing together.  

“Where’s Sarah?” he asked, his voice low and cautious.  

You smiled, your head tilting slightly. “She’s fine, Joel. I just… I wanted to talk to you. Alone.”  

Marcus Acacius - for @almostfoxglove angst challenge

“Quiet,” he whispered, though his tone was anything but commanding. It was desperate and pleading. He knew the risk of being caught, but it didn’t matter. Not tonight.  

“You don’t mean that,” you shot back, your voice hushed but breathless. “You never do.”  

Acacius chuckled softly, the sound vibrating against your lips. “You’re right,” he admitted, before lifting you effortlessly, your legs wrapping around his hips. “Let them hear. Let them see what you do to me.”  

You shook your head, biting back a laugh, but any retort was swallowed by his kiss. It was slow this time, less desperate, but deeper, like he wanted to savor every second. His hands roamed your body with a familiarity that still made you shiver, like he was rediscovering you all over again.  

For a moment, you allowed yourself to forget everything—the wife waiting for him at home, the life he could never share with you, the crushing weight of reality that would come crashing down once this night ended.  

But then his lips left yours, trailing down your neck, and your mind spiraled back to him, to the way he touched you like you were the only thing keeping him tethered to this earth.  

“Marcus,” you whispered, his name trembling on your lips.  

He paused, his forehead resting against your collarbone. His breaths were ragged, his chest heaving. “Say it again,” he said hoarsely, his fingers tightening on your skin.  

You obliged, your voice softer this time. “Marcus.”  

npt: @thundermartini @itwasntimethatdidit40 @arcanefox207 @almostfoxglove @myownwholewildworld

@evolnoomym @ace-turned-confused @sunshineispunk @slimybeth69 @sawymredfox

@sunshinehaze1 @604to647 @aurorawritestoescape @hearteyesforjoel @gothcsz @baronessvonglitter

and anyone else who wants to just tell them I sent you lol

[gayofthefae]

"Mike could tell Will had feelings for him" 'Well, then he's an asshole for acting that way'

You know what he'd be an asshole for if he knew?

ASKING HIM FOR RELATIONSHIP ADVICE. Insane! I mean, that's just shitty. That's driving someone to this point and pretending you don't know

If Mike really knew and did not reciprocate, I could forgive him for the lash out. But asking him to keep you and your girlfriend together as *the first thing you do* after IGNORING HIM FOR HER FOR 6 MONTHS?? That is WAY too much to ask and Mike is not too stupid to know that.

Even if the mean version of Mike is mildly homophobic, the nice version of him is still respectful enough that if he were genuinely made uncomfortable by it but knew that he was in the wrong, he would simply avoid ever mentioning his relationship around Will again. Maybe to a weird extent that caused issues of its own, but THAT'S the direction he would go.

ALSO! Doing what he's doing would arguably PROMPT more action from Will. It would drive him to a point of pain that likely causes distance and/or conflict and requires addressing!

If Mike ACTUALLY wanted to just pretend he didn't know and go about their lives as normal, best friends like they used to be, he would do everything in his power to prevent ever prompting that awkward conversation himself. If Will comes to him with it, fine. But JESUS CHRIST, ASKING FOR RELATIONSHIP ADVICE?

I can sort of see a Mike who has internalized the homophobia we saw put on him in season 1, when we're talking about him as a real person and not an arc or narrative. But I CANNOT see him realizing Will has feelings for him then asking him to HELP HIM TELL HIS GIRLFRIEND HOW MUCH HE LOVES HER.

That's some MEAN GIRL shit. The fight would be a lash out of his own implicit biases. But that would be malicious. It's malicious or plead incompetently stupid.

Maybe Mike could be a mild homophobe as a logical product of his environment that he is working through. But he's not a mean girl. In this context, that's worse.

[4lexnilsen]

“you’re being ridiculous,  helena.”   alex can only roll his eyes and dismissively wave his hand,  trying to understand what it is that she’d want him to do when his friend is under constant scrutiny for simply existing.   “she’d never lay a hand on you!   and if she did,  i surely wouldn’t just sit by and praise her for it or excuse her behavior.”   he doesn’t allow anyone to speak poorly about helena in his presence,�� so why would he allow helena to belittle his other friends?   he puts down what’s left of the churro that he’d been munching on and wipes his lips with the back of his hand,  trying to ignore the spectacle that she’s putting on.   the tears that he’s glimpsed in her doe-like hues must be fake —   this spoiled brat isn’t used to people disagreeing with her or talking back.   still,  his heart aches but he’s too angry to feel much sympathy.   who gave her the right to play freud and analyze his life choices?   project her own insecurities onto him?   “ohhh,  helena wayne said her first bad word.   what would daddy think about it?”   he cruelly taunts,  figuring two can play this game of blatant disrespect.   

“who’s been treating you like shit?   name one person.   sarah?   she avoids you like the plague!   poppy?   that’s all in your head.   she doesn’t have any personal agenda against you.   she just wants to make sure that i’m not replacing her!   for someone who constantly talks about feelings and tries to pick apart every single one,  you have no empathy for her.   how do you know they talk behind your back?   see?   you’re doing it again!   putting words in people’s mouths.   i’ve never heard them say anything rude about you.   period.   again,  sarah doesn’t know you and poppy isn’t hellbent on making a villain out of you.”   he’s reaching for the door,  ready to just get out of her car and remove himself from this insane situation before she begins to throw other things at him.   all because he’s a good friend.   “which one of us are you talking about right now?   a professional guilter and manipulator with a victim complex.   that’s all you,  helena.   oh,  look at me,  i’m so friendly and sweet and i’ve convinced myself other girls just hate me.   do you even hear yourself?”   he zips up his jacket,  shaking his head because she sounds psychotic.   absolutely psychotic.

“a guy with a whole lot of issues?   jesus christ.   you really are crazy.   i’ve got issues because i go on vacation with my best friend who just so happens to be a woman?   i don’t know what misogynistic bullshit you’ve been taught in private schools,  but men and women can be just friends.”   if he only allowed himself a glimpse into the darkest parts of his soul,  he’d know that she’s right about everything —   he does have plenty of issues and trauma that has never been fully processed.   but something that his consciousness refuses to acknowledge.   “sharing a bed.   oh,  how evil of us that was.   right,  because sleeping in one bed means you’re fucking,  yeah?   i have back problems,  helena.   it was an honest mistake during the booking process,  not some great scheme to get into each other’s pants while sarah’s waiting at home.   we slept in one bed because i couldn’t sleep on the floor or the tiny sofa because of my back,  and i sure as hell wasn’t gonna let poppy take the floor.   just like i wouldn’t let you do it.”   he can’t believe she’s actually stalked those pictures,  read the captions.   that’s obsessive behavior.

“unlock the door,  i’m going home.   i can’t handle more of this bullshit.   you’ve offended me enough times for one day.”   but just as he says it,  the car roars to life and he’s squished back into the seat,  fingers digging into the leather beneath.   suddenly,  the temperature reaches a hundred degrees as his heart begins to race.   “what are you doing?   this is crazy.   you’ve lost your mind.   pull over.   i said PULL OVER!”   he doesn’t raise his voice often,  but he’s losing sanity and can’t help it.   is she planning on crashing the car?   he wouldn’t put it past her.   “helena,  slow down.   there’s other cars in the street!   slow down.   what the fuck?!”   he generally hates being the one in the passenger’s seat,  but now…   he’s certain this is how he goes —   all because he got in the car with an insane person.   “give me that fucking thing.   pay attention to the road!”   he unceremoniously snatches her phone,  his left hand grabbing the steering wheel because he doesn’t trust her one bit right now.   “pull over,  i’m getting out.   PULL.   OVER.”

"and it's crazy how you really are the poppy wright DEFENSE attorney." a dry laugh emits. "if she slapped me in the face, you'd have all sorts of defenses even then... 'oh, judge. it's just because she doesn't trust easily!'" mocking him, he makes her head absolutely ACHE and her stomach twist and turn deeply in disgust acting like this. "of course i'm going to talk things–" trying to fight back the urge to curse as angry tears well in her eyes– quickly swiping them away, but forget that, he just gaslighted her ONCE again. the pulse in her neck quivering, throat hardening, before exploding, "of course i'm going to talk shit," forget trying to hold back and saying 'THINGS', "when someone treats me like shit! i don't need to be revoltingly guilted by you for not being a 'girls girl' once it gets to that point. i won't let anyone treat me like shit, whether you like it or not. whether you accuse me of bullshit like that or not. and you... you're such a liar. when i know for certain they say things. you're trying to guilt me all while LYING, alex?!" what kind of terrible game is he trying to play with her? it's flabbergasting and insulting, how STUPID he thinks she is. to play like these girls are so innocent, trying to make her the villain while he in fact is aware he's lying. it leaves her staring at him wide eyed, angry and shocked like she doesn't even know who he is. it's no wonder her instincts had a funny idea about him, he's not that quiet nice guy he portrays so well. he wears a mask. "good idea. i should switch career paths all in order to diagnose what kind of mental illness i'm witnessing. you being a professional guilter, manipulator and a liar."

"doing what? sitting in my car? listening to you talking like a guy with a whole lot of issues? at least we're not on a vacation, sharing a bed right now." like in that picture his friend posted of them on instagram she caught a long time ago. "i told you that you project and now you go and repeat it like a toddler learning a new word because it MUST'VE hit a nerve. and now you entirely misuse the word so often, that it's criminal." rolling her eyes at how ignorant he sounds. "it isn't your POINT of view when it's just you being an accusatory ASSHOLE."

the fourth curse word spewing from her tonight, sounding foreign coming from her voice but who cares about being polite and put well together when inner fury and rage is boiling her blood. no one has ever pushed her so far off the edge like this. heat slithering up her back in hot waves, pooling in her cheeks– temples throbbing. unable to take all of these accusatory and untrue comments, being twisted like she's the one in the wrong from his clique to him making her feel like it's her FAULT why harry treats her the way he does. all at the wrong time he's offering they go visit sarah and harry... of course her ANGER thinks first before anything else. "fine!" mustang is already started and humming, all it takes is helena's right hand to fly to the gear shift and her foot stomping the acceleration to make it growl alive as the car takes off. "two things at once?" how twisted is he to say something like that to her? "i'll show you three things at once then." how to drive chicago like a speed demon without getting caught. let's see who needs control now as the speedometer climbs to 45, 55, 65... let's SEE WHO is controlling. picking up her phone while she's driving and speed still races to the next digit, going to a specific app while she's at it. typing in sarah's name to get her address since she's going to need it.

[frnkiebby]

Here it is~🎃

[badgirlcoven-official]

"Willow is a bad character because she's a mary sue" me when I missed the entire point of the show

[heartual]

had such a good experience with surgery today i can’t even fully explain

[fvckw4d]

"other countries have poor people but worse, don't speak usamerican" fuck you actually. Shiver in my freezing ass cockroach infested poisoned water mold ladened lead paint flaking ass apartment with me. "At least you're not the REAL poor or getting bombed or whatever" repeat what you said back slowly and then jump into the poisioned river down my street. Starve with me. Bitch.

[pillowenvelopchair]

Absolutely fucking stupid that my schools suicide prevention protocol is to basically to put someone in house arrest until a professional can write and “prove” that theyre okay so that theyre sure that they can let a student back in. Yeah. Sure. Just force someone to be in the house where they are even MORE at danger when there are literal sharp objects makes it easier to do it

[halforcdad]

20 hours later and I still can't get over Kacy....

[Spoiler alert for those who haven't seen ncis hawaii 2x20]

Them...reenacting their first meeting...on their anniversary...just looking at each other w heart eyes and soft smiles...*look at a photo of them* *cry*

that scene! that episode!

kate leaning in whispering excitedly in a busy bar to lucy (strangely enough, it reminded me very vaguely of a scene from this fic i love) to keep going! and let me tell you i was not prepared for the zoom out showing just how close they really were and kate's hand on lucy's arm! and lucy's hand on top of it! like hello is this allowed

and can we for a second appreciate that while lucy made the first move, kate answered in kind telling her to come closer? i feel like we focus on lucy's game a lot (rightfully so bc girl's got moves), but as their banter, lucy's praise (almost always highlighting how smart and charming kate is), and this scene show: whistler's got mad rizz too LMAOOO

lucy saying in the beginning of the episode how she wanted to celebrate their awesomeness as a couple and how far they've come and then the episode ending with them at the bar they first met, reenacting their first conversation, where kate literally spells out the differences between that night and this reenactment (they're too intimate now to commit to the casual dance they were doing the first time and that makes me wanna scream), where we can see clearly just how far they've come with their body language, their easy, intimate conversation (Kate reassuring Lucy that it isn't silly and being all for it, s1 kate would never), them breaking character laughing at themselves, enjoying this moment with each other and the love that would eventually come out of it

all this plus everything we got in 2x19, kacy is so fucking back baby

[infizero]

people on twitter be normal about acht's gender (impossible)

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

y'all i promise i was GOING to brainrot about moth but then genshin dropped the teaser for the Arlecchino animated short and now my head is full of nothing but Father

[vulpinesaint]

i don't talk about alucard castlevania very often because the last season of castlevania was so bad to me that i just don't engage with the show anymore like that but make no mistake. i have many thoughts and opinions on that man.

[watery-melon-baller]

its so fun :)) and awesome :)) that i cannot fucking make my brain focus on my homework :))) holy shit im gonna kill someone :)) why can't my brain just work for five fucking minutes :)) this is easy homework too I just can't concentrate on it at all :)) and it's due tomorrow morning :)))

[tortoisesshells]

173.

[boy-armageddon]

YES my username on yt is a blood bros reference :33 i need to go to crimes world again i know in my heart and soul that i love her but i seldom show her attention .. i need to care her more ..

HOOFRAY!!!! also pretty please do!!!!!!! for me!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[krispiecake]

i hope that everyone is aware that i am trying SO HARD to be normal but the universe is TESTING ME.