#I don’t have a keyboard lmfao

[nockfellblues]

Ok 1 love the new lay out! I love the shade of yellow you used! I hope this works out for you

Secondly. Would it be ok if I could get itadori headcannons for an s/o with ADHD who just had a sensory overload? If that's too confusing I'll take one with him with an s/o with four cats (yes I have four now)

Thanks so much! I hope so too- fingers crossed 🤞 and I’d absolutely love to! Ngl in my mind Itadori absolutely has a touch of ADHD so how about we do a little of both!(kinda written as AU-ish. No mentions of jjh or anything so take it as you like)

Warnings: anxiety mention, some crying

Itadori is used to your general adhd symptoms- and the two of you bounce off of each other a lot when it comes to daily tasks. You’ll get lost is an ever-growing list of little things that lead to other little things which lead to even more little things that all need doing- chores, tasks, assignments, reports, whatever. The whiteboard you’ve begun using as a to-do list is getting more chaotic by the hour and every time you pause to look at it, that feeling of exhaustion creeps closer and closer upon you, threatening to immobilize you completely.

But Itadori? He has this amazing knack for showing up just in time to catch you before you completely give up on the day. He nabs a task or chore just trying to help out and, before either of you know it, he’s finished half the things you started and got sidetracked from finishing. And there’s quite a few times that you’ve done the same for him! It’s a great dynamic between the two of you that keeps you both from being burnt out as often.

Itadori is also surprisingly perceptive, wether he realizes it or not. He knows there’s moments when everything around is just way too much and you’ll quietly excuse yourself from whatever is going on and disappear for a bit to “recharge,” as you’ve both come to call it.

But this time there’s something more to it, he thinks.

You’d been studying as a group, everyone chatting idly as you all finished up a paper that had you doing borderline obsessive research for the past few days and collecting so many pages of notes for everyone to use that you had apologized when you presented the veritable stack of notes. Honestly it was more than anyone really needed, but you were always thorough and detailed when it came to new information. Someone in the group asked a question and you launched into a detailed answer, flipping through your notes to reference, and excitedly prattling on about related facts. If he was being honest, this was his favorite way to see you: animated and passionate about something that excited you! He knew you loved to learn and loved even more to share that knowledge with your friends- but seeing it in real-time, that smile that lit you up like a star, the dazzle in your eyes? Adorable!

And then you just-clammed up.

One of the girls in your group, he couldn’t even remember her name, looked you up and down before she smiled in that way that immediately read “condescending,” as she side-eyed the boy next to her and he gave a little huff in turn, something barely worth being called a laugh. But that was all it took for you to immediately stop talking and apologize- the smile on you face dimmed to a nervous flicker as an embarrassed flush coloured your ears a brilliant red. You settled back on your knees, idly rubbing the back of your hand as the rest of the group moved on like nothing had happened. Completely oblivious they returned to chatting and texting and just pretending nothing had happened.

Somewhere outside the open window a dog started barking and your head snapped to the noise like a magnet, brows gently furrowed as you absently scratched at the back of your hand. Someone across the table sighed and started tapping their pen against their textbook and Itadori honed in on the noise, counting the taps as he watched your brows furrow further, eyes jumping from person to person around you. Someone’s phone vibrated on the table and the pen tapping lost its rhythm, before it slipped and clattered onto the floor. You cleared your throat and smiled for everyone before quietly excusing yourself to go grab something you’d forgotten in your room, making a break for the door with the promise that you’d be back in a bit.

Again, no one bats an eye at your behavior- they don’t even say anything as you disappear. But.. there’s just this certain look about you as you head out of the room that pulls Itadori’s rapt attention. Maybe it’s the subtle wobble in the edge of your smile, maybe it’s the way that smile doesn’t quite reach your eyes, or maybe it’s the way your hands are clenched just a little too tight- something is off. This isn’t just a need to “recharge,” and he stares at the door long after you’ve disappeared, completely checked out from the people around him.

In your mad dash for some place quiet, you found yourself hunkered down in a stairwell, sat tucked against the wall with your forehead on your knees. Your mind raced with how stupid i must have sounded, how weird everyone must think I am, wishing more than anything that my heart would stop thundering in my ears or a hole would just open up and swallow me whole. You’d just been so into the topic- you hadn’t meant to run off at the mouth like that. And then i just ran? Oh mannn. Deep breaths. Just relax, right? I’ll just head back to my room, maybe change into that big comfy sweater and grab some tea... and then it hit you. I have to go back.. I left all of my stuff.

Running a hand through your hair, you tried to mentally prep yourself for the walk of shame you’d have to do. You couldn’t just leave all of your study materials in someone else’s room- but your heart still felt like it was going to pound out of your chest and you just couldn’t shake the furious embarrassed blush that burned across across your whole face. You had no choice but to go back…

The door besides you swung open and you let out an involuntary, “eep,” of surprise before spotting the messy mop of Itadori’s rose-toned hair.

“There you are! I got a little worried so I brought your stuff,” He gave you an easy smile, lifting your worn bag from his shoulder and letting the door drop closed behind him. The sound of it closing echoed across the stairwell and into your skull and an unbidden wave of frustration washed over you as you stared at your neatly packed bag.

“I-I said I’d be right back!” Why am I being so defensive? Shut up! “You didn’t have to do that- I was coming right back.” Ugh, my face feels like it’s going to melt off-

Itadori’s smile dropped a bit and he shrugged, “No you weren’t.”

What? How did he-

“It’s cool, those guys didn’t even notice. They’re too busy with their phones,” he chuckled softly, setting you bag at your feet.

That fire in your cheeks burned brighter at how right he was and you looked away, finding the laces of your shoes infinitely more interesting as silence fell over you both. He moved next to you, sliding down the wall to settle beside you on the floor. It felt like ages, the two of you just existing in the silence of that empty stairwell. But as your face cooled and your heart stopped threatening to leave your body, you realized exactly how glad you were that Itadori saw through you so easily.

“I.. yeah, you’re right,” Your voice was barely a whisper and your eyes itched with the urge to cry. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to snap at you.”

Itadori laughed softly, leaning a bit to bump your shoulder with his own, “no prob, I know you wanted to get away.”

You nodded, trying so hard not to sniffle. You’d embarrassed yourself enough for one day, please don’t cry in front of Yuji.

“You want a hug?”

You laughed, the sound small and watery as you nodded, “please?”

He reached over to wrap an arm around your shoulders before tucking your head under his chin with another gentle laugh. You were so glad when he didn’t mention the dampness that soaked into his shoulder.

“Thank you, Yuji.”

✶⋆⁺₊⋆✦Bonus ✦⋆⁺₊⋆✶

“Awe, man, you have 4 of them!?” Yuji was practically bouncing on the balls of his feet in your living room, the biggest grin on his face. “Can I pet them? Like, all of them!?”

Nodding, you couldn’t help but laugh at his enthusiasm as he all but launched himself at the closes cat to his person.

The other 3 watched in curiosity as this bouncy new stranger cooed and scratched their sibling in all the right places. And before he knew it, he was surrounded with 4 demanding little furballs who all wanted the best of this strangers scitches.

[guppygiggles]

This is becoming a trend, now… eheh.

The name he chose is Damon Faraday!

[cinnamnt]

mgrr gives me maybe the worst secondhand embarrassment i’ve ever had from anything it’s so fucking corny

[caterpillarinacave]

well this sucks

[iheartuwu]

₊˚ ♡ random relationship hc’s ◞ leon s. kennedy

fem!reader, fluff, angst, established relationship, implied age gap for like one or two hc’s, wrote these in an id leon brainrot fueled spur lmfao so mostly for an older leon ig !? would love to expand on some of these in a fic, wc 0.6k ╮

gift giving is definitely one of his strongest love languages, however he’s not one for grand gestures or overtly romantic gifts. his gifts are practical, thoughtful, consistent reminders that he’s always thinking of you because he’s never been good with words. he prefers to not be present when you receive them and he’s SO deliberately discreet about it too. subtly replacing your skincare or fav products that are running out with brand new ones, delving into his mental notes of what you’re running low on when he’s at a shop. scheduling food or flower deliveries for when he’s away on a mission or work related tasks. any praise would probably make his skin crawl because he just can’t handle it

terms of endearment feel unnatural to him and rarely fall past his lips unless you seem to react positively to them. i don’t see him as someone who’s that experienced in committed long term relationships ( or relationships in general ) due to the nature of his work and lifestyle. he defaults to ‘babe’ until he learns which terms you prefer / dislike

leon would never accept your offers or attempts to pay for a thing ( i swear by this ). this doesn’t come from a place of arrogance or urge to fulfill some ‘traditionally’ masculine role. his disposable income is plentiful, and he’s happy to pay when the opportunity arises, he honestly doesn’t even think about it and merely hands over his credit card. receiving gifts can often be hard for him but he’ll never purposely display his discomfort or refuse

extremely dry texter and doesn’t really use his phone despite being tech savvy, all of his texts end with periods. rarely ever uses emojis ( his personal favs are 👍👎 and the occasional ❤️ ). typically one word responses. doesn’t understand half of the abbreviations you use. send him a keyboard smash and he’ll think you’re having a stroke. prefers to call you instead

always the driver ( he insists on it ). always has the seat warmer on for you. if you do drive he becomes a backseat driver which can be mildly frustrating. comments on your song choices when you play music in his car but would never tell you to stop no matter how grating it is on his ears and simply endures. sometimes opts for his motorcycle over his car solely because he gets to be held onto by you. would literally never let you even fathom the idea of driving his motorcycle

frequent date nights at borderline obnoxiously ritzy restaurants to compensate for his time spent away from you due to his job. also bc this man cannot cook. does not let you know in advance. he simply says “we have a reservation tonight” like an hour before which often results in you scrambling to get ready

he struggles with sharing his ( darker ) emotions, accompanied by a habit of opting to brush your concerns off. vulnerability is a foreign language to him. he’s scarily good at pretending he is fine, but you manage to see glimpses of his deteriorating wellbeing in his body language. the heavy sighs upon waking up, his slight recoil from your touch, his posture stiffening after you ask him what’s on his mind. this doesn’t come from a place of distrust in any way, he truly just doesn’t want to ‘burden’ you and convinces himself that his struggles aren’t important in the grand scheme of things. he also knows the source of his stress and trauma is for the most part confidential and he tells himself he’s doing it for your own safety and protection. when he does open up by his own volition, he keeps it brief, spares most of the details, his composure rarely falters and he’s itching to move on from the subject. you’ve never seen him cry :(

[miumura]

💭 — GYUVIN AS YOUR BOYFRIEND !

☆⋆｡ — what it’s like having gyuvin as your boyfriend !

⋆｡‧★ PAIRING bf!gyuvin x gn!reader GENRE fluff

⋆｡‧★ WARNINGS none?

☆⋆｡ — NOTE : tysm for requesting anon !! hope you enjoy !

— we all know gyuvin will be a chaotic ass partner 😭 like this man will be all over you and just bothering you..he’d randomly just touch your face or even tackle you 😢

— you could memorize his moves and get away before he could do anything … yet that never goes successfully because he always has a way !

— as if i didn’t make it obvious already, gyuvin’s love languages are physical touch and quality time 🙏 idk, it seems the most suiting for him.

— you: poking him constantly, covering his screen, messing with his hair, etc and then there’s gyuvin like: “do you want to play too?” like bros a multitasker, he could let you be in his lap while he is pressing his keyboard aggressively LMFAO

— despite your bf being the gamer he is, he’d let you bother him during his games (the partner privilege) 😭 like you’re surprised he doesn’t get annoyed and is able to pay attention to his screen.

— dates would be arcade dates, day/night walks (w/ eumppappa LMAO), movie nights, and js cuddle dates

— loves matching bracelets, necklaces, rings, or anything you give him TBH !! like he would bring it everywhere no matter what. like don’t be surprised if he’s wearing a handmade bracelet you made like months ago that you FORGOT yourself 😭 he’s just so sweet okay

— silly goofy close up pics together?? yes!!! i also feel like he would squish ur face and just take a bunch of pics … like WAY too much 😕 but he thinks its funny cute so 😢

— playful arguing with him EVERYDAY 😭 like you guys just both automatically talk in a loud voice that people think u guys are fr fighting but you guys are actually not !!

— super comfortable with you so he’s not embarrassed of anything he does really … like he could do ten back flips in a row and suddenly break dance after and you wouldn’t bat an eye…yeah he’s that comfortable 😊

— would get upset if you aren’t taking care of yourself properly 😭 so like expect daily check ins, and him just spamming you just so you can do what u have to do daily !!

— laughs at everything you do ngl 😭 like he’s the type to roll on the floor while letting out the most loudest laugh ever .. hes so silly but we love him for that

— he’s so down bad for you it’s actually insane. like heart eyes for you every second every minute every hour every day 🤗 did i feed into your deluluness bc ik im fed

💭 — gyuvin is a cutie frfr

PERM ZB1 TAGLIST (OPEN) — @dwcljh @ilovewonyo @jiawji @tzyuki @kpoprhia @flamiricky @misokei @lluvjjun @zzzhoonie

[lipglossanon]

hiyaaaa lipgloss !! :33 just wnted a little request only if u can ofc

reaction of some of ur leons (you can choose ^-^) at reader furiously yapping, swearing and making fun of online players in some coop game lmfao

Hiya anon!! 👋

I had a reply halfway written when tumblr closed out on me 😭

So have this drabble of corrupt cop Leon reacting in its place

18+ MDNI below the cut 👇

★~✿

He stands behind you, hands slipping under your top to cup your breasts.

“What was it that you said?” His voice is low but you still hear it.

Reaching up, you push one side of your headphones away from your ear, “I, uh, called them a stupid cunt who couldn’t play worth a shit.”

He hums and gently tweaks your nipples making you whine.

“Didn’t know you had such a dirty mouth, sweetheart,” he pinches your nipples and tug, making your hips buck in your seat.

“Leon,” you whine, hands pulling away from your keyboard.

“No, no, go back to your game, but if you don’t start behaving like a good girl,” he dips his head to nip at your uncovered earlobe, “gonna have to spank your cute ass raw, okay?”

Your eyelashes flutter and you clench your thighs.

“Yes, daddy.”

Leon’s fingers never leave your tits, slowly squeezing and caressing the soft skin as he pinches and rubs across your nipples until they feel swollen and sensitive. Your panties are soaking wet by the time you’re finished up with your online game, mic muted so no one can hear your wanton moans and panting.

“Since it seems like you’re done, let me put that mouth to some better use,” he kisses the side of your cheek, smirk obvious in his voice.

[mykneeshurt]

Infiltration part 5

Keegan x F!reader

I can’t lie this isn’t even enemies to lovers anymore. I don’t know what this is lmfao, just enjoy the ride I guess. Thank you to @taurus-ted for being my hype man 4eva

Warnings - 18+, minors DNI, all the smut, p in v, spit play, praise kink, voyuerism, masturbation, breath play, dom/sub theme, sub keegan. The reader is not a good person in this

‘Hope it was worth it’ Claude huffed as he sat at your desk, disgust evident in his features. Scowling at him you tapped at your keyboard ‘it was actually’ you hummed. Slowly you turned your laptop to face him, an audio programme already running. Turning up the speaker muffled voices could be heard. Realisation spread over Claude’s face at what you’d managed to pull off.

You’d bugged the Ghosts.

‘Still think my little indulgence wasn’t worth it?’ You smirked as you listened in on their conversation.

‘You fucked her didn’t you?!’ It was Merrick, clearly not impressed by Keegan’s actions. ‘I can fuckin smell her on you. Fuck were you thinking?!’ He was furious, which only turned your smirk into a smile. ‘Did you even get any names?’

Claude shot a glance towards you, a flash of disbelief. ‘Relax Claude I didn’t say shit.’ You motioned for him to continue listening.

‘Yeah, she gave me names. All of em. Said she’d give me more when I go back.’

‘When you go back?! Keegan. She’s got you round her fucking finger. Goddamn it. How do we even know these are real?’

That’s when you shot your own look over to Claude, who relaxed at the implied betrayal. Flexing your brows you smiled, ‘that’ll teach you for underestimating me. Need to lure them in’ you said as you mimed reeling in a fish.

Pulling up a satellite image of the surrounding area you zoned in on the old mill. ‘We know this is where they’re hiding. For all Keegan knows, I’m upholding my end of the bargain and keeping a truce. But …’ you chewed on your lip. ‘I want them. I want Elias. He’s the final piece of the puzzle that’s stopping us from taking control. Wait for Keegan to come here, take them then.’

Claude rose from the chair, ‘I’ll get my team on it. We’ll get em.’

———

Keegan entered your office once more, standing to attention in front of your desk. Floorboards creaking under his weight. Biting your thumb you smiled up at the Sargent before you. ‘You get more handsome every time I see you’ you cooed softly. He huffed as he strained against the bonds which encased his wrists, ‘this really necessary?’

Closing the gap between you, you placed both your hands on his chest, breathing in his scent. ‘For what I have in store? Absolutely.’ Pressing your lips ever so gently on his you sucked his bottom lip between your teeth. Nipping it gently. Narrowing his eyes at you a groan rumbled within his chest.

‘Nox’ he warned ‘we can’t.’

‘Why? Because Merrick said so?’ You pouted ‘the big bad wolf said no?’ Standing on your toes you pressed your mouth against his ear ‘I’m not afraid of the big bad wolf Keegan. He should be afraid of me.’

You slid your hand down his waist into the valley of this thighs, raising a brow at his already hard cock. ‘Mmm perfect’ you cooed. He flinched at your touch, not away from you, into you. Inadvertently he rolled his hips further into your grasp.

The air shifted, just like it always did. It became thick, tense, almost putrid. You were Ying and Yang, cat and mouse. You were the devil reincarnate, and you’d invited him to your table.

Gripping his onyx hair between your fingers you jarred his neck backwards, revealing his neck. The skin pulsated from the swollen artery beneath, but he was still calm. Never wavering at your touch. Switching positions behind him you kicked the back of his knees, causing him to fall. He hissed between his teeth, pain or pleasure you weren’t sure.

His hair still entwined in your fingers you lazily dragged your tongue along the crook of his neck. His skin slightly salty from his sweat, you savoured the taste. ‘Look at you. On your knees for me’ you mocked, placing a possessive kiss on his jaw. His stubble nicked the delicate skin on your lips. The only delicate attribute you had.

You sighed a moan into his skin, one of contentment, you could have stayed like this with him forever. He shifted slightly beneath you, pulling back you stared into his ashen blue eyes. Bumping your nose against his you forced your lips onto him, driving your tongue into his mouth. You didn’t relent as you gripped him closer to your chest, hands wandering, pulling, dragging, twisting around his body.

Dropping to your knees you straddled his lap as he knelt beneath you. Still buried within his kiss, you rolled against his cock eliciting a deep groan from him. ‘You wanna touch me Keegan? Wanna feel how wet my pussy is for you?’ Your voice was sultry and hoarse, a whisper within a sea of white noise. Screwing his eyes shut he choked out a breath, a muffled sob as you kissed him again. ‘Fuck, I need your cock Russ, I need you so bad’ you murmured, your breath tickling his neck.

He peered up at you through hooded lids, panting softly trying to maintain composure. Gripping his neck between your fingers you pursed your lips, ‘you want that Keegan? You want me fuck you? Make you cum in my pussy?’ His eyes widened, as his jaw went slack trying to process your words. Ghosting your lips along his jaw you nipped his skin between your teeth, ‘you want that?’ He swallowed hard, his mouth audibly dry ‘yes.’

Shooting him a smile that would make the devil proud you yanked his trousers open. You slipped your hand into his clothes, pulling his cock free. Biting your lip you looked down on your prize, feeling yourself involuntarily clench against the seam of your trousers. A smirk rigged at your lips, seeing him so weak and broken beneath you. ‘Beg for me Russ.’

You wouldn’t stop until he was a quivering mess, a pleading, whimpering mess.

Sliding off him you left his cock standing to attention in the cold office air. Grabbing his cheeks between your fingers you gave him a peck ‘good boy.’ Spitting on his cock you watched as your saliva dribbled down his shaft, the sensation made him shudder as a soft whimper passed his lips.

Leaning back you snaked your fingers into your own trousers and towards your weeping cunt. Resting your forehead against his you played with yourself. Slipping two fingers into your hole as you panted against his lips ‘fuck I’m so wet, s’all for you Keegan, s’all for you.’ The sound of your fingers abusing your hole filled the room, his cock twitched violently against his abdomen as you came undone in front of him.

His mind was empty, unable to find words to speak, just hoarse whimpers that forced themselves past his vocal chords. Watching as you fucked your fingers right in front of him, your skin glowing in the dim light of the room. You were ethereal.

As you neared your high you pulled out, gently skimming your fingers over his lips and onto his tongue. The taste of your arousal flooded his senses, sweet yet a tang that was undeniably yours. He craved it. With your fingers placed firmly onto his tongue you kissed him, your tongues gliding over your fingers.

He wasn’t sure how much longer he could take of this, his cock painfully hard. Throbbing from needing to cum so badly. Your juices danced along his tastebuds as he fought against your tongue. He tried to rise from his knees but you pushed him back down, climbing onto him once more.

Pulling away from the kiss a ribbon of saliva connected the two of you snapped. Using the fingers that were just in his mouth your gripped his jaw, keeping it open. Narrowing your eyes you spat into his mouth, eliciting another groan from him. ‘Swallow baby’ you cooed tightening your grip. He did as he was asked, taking in shallow languid breaths.

‘So good for me Keegan, such a good boy.’

Readjusting your trousers you raised above his taught cock, even the gentle touch of your finger tips to guide it had him arching his back as he moaned. You slipped the head of his cock into your cunt, just the head. He choked out a breath as you removed it again. You repeated this motion over and over and over. Throwing his head back he finally relented ‘please … please … please’ he begged.

Kissing his neck your bit down on the sensitive skin, ‘well because you asked so nicely.’

Sinking down fully onto his thick cock you both gasped, jaws falling open at the sudden change in sensation. You started off slowly, rolling your hips back and forth. He let his head fall forward onto your shoulder as he whined into you. The strangled and muffled moans that came from the depths of his throat just spurred you on.‘Fuckfuckfuckfuck’ he stammered ‘feels so good.’

Cupping his head you picked up your pace, ‘doin so well for me’ you praised against his lips. He looked up at you completely drunk off your cunt, his rolling to the back of his head with pure ecstasy. You allowed your own moans of pleasure seep into his skin as you lifted your hips, crashing back down onto his cock. ‘Oh god … don’t stop … fuck’ he mewled.

Using your fingers you rubbed your clit whilst keeping a punishing pace. You’d already edged yourself so it didn’t take long before your orgasm rebuilt. Pushing your face into the crook of his neck you fell into the abyss, your muscles clenching around him. A surge of adrenaline flooded your system as you rode out your orgasm. As the haze lifted you once again gripped Keegans throat, applying more pressure to the sides of his neck this time. Tampering with his blood flow. He spluttered and writhed as he came, choking out a sob, his eyes now glassy and vision blurred. Arching his back his mouth fell open as he gasped for air, moaning and whimpering. Completely at your mercy.

‘Who do you belong to Keegan?’

‘You, Nox. You.’

Smiling with satisfaction you placed a kiss on his red swollen lips, before sliding him out of you. Hissing through your teeth at the sudden empty feeling. Looking down at Keegan you smirked, nothing more beautiful than a man completely at your mercy, begging.

Once you were re-dressed you tucked his drained and abused cock into his trousers once more. You’d chosen for him to kneel as it was a stress position, rendering his legs useless. Which is what you needed for the surprise you had in store for him. He knelt next to your chair, like a dog. You stroked his hair and whispered praises to him, working your hand down to trace the back of his neck with your nails. He was broken, shattered into a million pieces like a shattered mirror. Unable to be repaired fully.

Crossing your legs you let out a sigh, ‘Claude!’

The door swung open and in they marched, gagged and cuffed.

Merrick, Hesh and Logan.

They’d heard everything.

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Taglist - @sashadiurnal @ave661 @bubble-dream-inc @polishcodfan @shyerue @pasta-m1lk

[comfortcomes]

the fact that libs on here will smugly repeat ad nauseum the “leftists be like voting isn’t as effective as firebombing walmart and then don’t firebomb walmart😎” shit and consistently assert that DNC loyalists are the ones doing the most on the ground action compared to hypocritical keyboard commies or w/e……. and then when they’re tasked with coming up with an idea for what someone might do to protect abortion access other than voting their best answer is “actively supporting women” LMFAO

utterly meaningless!!!! this isn’t even an anti voting argument bc abortion is the #1 reason i still vote but omfg. no matter where in the us you live i guarantee your state has an abortion fund experiencing a severe funding crisis; pretty much every org has seen a massive drop in donations compared to the original surge in 2022, but abortion is much more expensive and difficult to access today than it was two years ago. local abortion funds are one of the only orgs you can donate to that can guarantee your money goes directly into the hands of someone in your community who needs it, it is genuinely actually mutual aid and it is NOT the same as donating to planned parenthood (which i generally don’t think is the best place to put your money). if you want to aCtIvElY sUpPoRt wOmEn you can volunteer or donate or set up a fundraiser for these orgs literally Today, you do not have to wait until november to spend 30 mins at your polling station and that’s enough activism for today. you can also volunteer as a clinic escort at most abortion providers, it’s not my area of experience but that is another way you can physically and easily help increase abortion access near you. but omg. Actively supporting women. shut the fuck up. lmao

[macaroni-rascal]

I really respect you for not engaging with teams and skaters you don’t like. I swear the hate in the skating fandom is as bad as ever. It’s natural to have favs and non-favs but some of the hate for certain skaters feels personal. I think if we all exercised restraint and didn’t feel the need to comment on everything we don’t like, then those feelings wouldn’t manifest to the hate we are seeing now. Like i dont get the impression you would do something weird if you saw lilah fear or madi chock in the produce section. I swear some of these keyboard warriors would throw lemons at them lmfao

I don’t know if it’s an age thing to what, I’m 31 and wasting energy/time/mental space on things that don’t bring me joy seems so ridiculous. When I was 19-23 I thought being indignant and critical was interesting. And that’s just not true.

Everyone needs to calm down all the time about everything, that’s my general thought at all times. 😂

[sharkenedfangs]

To be honest I don't know if Tumblr notifies you when a blog you follow answers an ask at all?- I'm very new to the site and I get a lot of notifications of blogs and things I don't even follow, so not getting one from urs was infuriating! (Sobbing)

Oh my gosh that is so awesome!!! Yess!! It must be so exciting, your writings will be dearly missed, but nothing a good amount of re-reading can't quench for a bit, Also! I can imagine just how happy you must've been like "Ahhh!" I'm gonna just put out there; I 100% think you deserved it! In my experience people usually hate their roomates with a passion so you getting a reccomendation from one must mean you are doing something right! It's buying a cake with the first paycheck worthy imo! :D Now That you word at a pharmacy you can pull a Harper! (jk pls don't)

Being expressive is cute, ye ye! Probably better than getting called "fish" because you had an rbf at least, if it's any consolation! also,ah,one of ur replies to my silly asks said something in the tags like "new pet acquired I apologize I'm not that unhinged I promise! -puppy anon

Mm yeah, that’s weird. I don’t have notifications turned on for any social app except for contacts of people I’ve deemed essential so I kinda forget about these sorta things. Granted, some sometimes complain how late my responses are but it’s never on purpose haha ^^; (I just forget so easily that I might as well have amnesia so if I ever do remember something, it’s a big deal)

I’ll still be writing as much as I can though my attention’s been sucked back into HSR after taking a long break of not playing games for a while. Tryna be of service yet so easily distractible, I really am no fucking better than a dog. Gotta do it if no one will write the filthy shit I write, it’s a sacrifice and I’m happy you like my writing so much lmfao

And great news, I’ve got my first ever laptop (excluding the one I’ve got lent by my college) so I can finally be like the cool writers and write with a keyboard and not be a loser who writes in his notes app

Daddy’s so proud of how fucking fat his baby is that he’s overriding my lap when I place it there

[tonberry-yoda]

if you don’t mind me asking, why the hiatus?

There's quite a few reasons why, so I'll just kinda dump about it here

Rant under the cut

First and foremost, I'm doing a lot in my life. I'm learning how to roller skate, starting my career, journaling, going back to school, reading, etc. I have people I want to spend my time with and a lot that I have going on that simply, I just don't have time for fics. When I want to write, I usually just go back to writing my books that I have been working on or submitting for magazines, so there's that too.

Next is that I really don't have motivation for it anymore. Fic writing for me was something to bring comfort and just write when I had nothing to write. As I am growing older, I find that fanfic isn't something that I really need to do anymore to bring that comfort, especially with the new year and new goals that I have.

Another really silly reason is that currently I am hyperfixating over fandoms that aren't on my list and probably won't make it to my list lmfao

That being said, I don't know if I'll stop writing fics completely. I love doing it and I have gained some wonderful friends and followers on this website. I want to write for you guys, but I was doing SO MUCH at a time! I felt like my fic writing was getting repetitive and some of it just really wasn't enjoyable for me anymore. If or when I come back, I want it to be worth it. I want it to be something that I enjoy and that my followers enjoy. I just have so many other writing pieces that I want to focus on for my future, and, I don't know, I just can't seem to sit down and write a fic anymore.

But I also haven't written anything since November and haven't gotten behind the keyboard to do so. I really don't know what my fic writing future entails to be honest.

I do miss answering asks or doing requests for people, so I might do some of those, but as for my own writing, idk, it's just hard to get motivated for a fic when everything outside of fanfic right now is fun and exciting!

But even with this hiatus, I want to talk with people on here. I'm on tumblr literally all the time, so feel free to say hi or even just talk about fic ideas that you may have! I'm probably gonna drop a couple fandoms here soon, or might not even touch my account lmao

I don't know what the future holds. But even if I stop writing fics, I'll know that I had so many good people behind me who enjoyed my stuff.

Sorry for the rant, but I wanted to be open with you guys and express how I'm feeling about that. And thank you @meepmoopmaap for the question <3

I hope you all understand and hopefully stick around for a rare fic <3

[thatmooncake]

hiii, this may be a little weird, but i thought i would ask regardless because im desperate ahaha ive got an idea stuck in my head, and ive been trying to find a fic on it (so i dont have to dust off my keyboard and write it myself lol)

i want to know if you've seen any fic similar to this (be it on ao3, a twitter thread or here on tumblr): basically moon and sun get separate bodies, they can't stand each other, so their handler (y/n) tries to make them get on well, and accidentally they end up falling in love (with each other, not the handler, who is left a lil confused but happy their plan worked out)

again, sorry for the weird ask !! im just On The Hunt for platonic dca & y/n, but w romantic sun/moon sprinkled in lmfao

thanks in advance for any info u can give me, and for just reading this if u can't help me !

Hi there! I don’t think I’ve seen the fic you’re talking about around but I’ll publish this ask in case anyone who sees has any ideas! <3

[tired-biscuit]

I think that Kiba would scream alot when playing online games, his neighbors hate him for screaming at 3 am on a work day

i just don’t think he has the patience for games; like if you mess with his progress, he wants to crack your skull open

i have a friend with anger issues (he’s working on it, lmfao) who broke multiple keyboards while playing league and i fear that that would be our beloved keeb hdjsjdhdjd

[honkbel]

Rating laughs / keyboard spams

I’m bored and my friend made me open Tumblr out of pure fear for my life.

LMAOO / LMFAO / LMFAOOOOOO - you’re me. I am you. you’re funny asf but not that funny 8/10

HELP / IM PEEING / HAHAHA - now you’re funny. AND HOT. like two in one 10/10

Pfft / Okay that was kinda funny / Ha, (comma after is NEEDED.) - You’re hot and you just like to bully people, and it’s kinda funny. 6/10

haha / lol / lmao - wtf man you sound sarcastic, put some energy into it 3/10

*laughs* / (laughs) - stay the FUCK away from me. 2/10

(uses the laughing crying emojis) - you’re old, but if you use like 3 or 4 right after each other, you’re kinda funny. you’re also single and you get no bitches  4/10

(sobbing emoji and skull emoji) - you’re probably a dude that goes “nah” “blud thinks” “bro thought” “he’s not him” etc. 9/10  

“I’m laughing” - No, you’re not. And if you are, you’re not laughing hard enough. 3/10

HEHEHAHHAHAH - you’re immature and older, but ily for it 9/10

AIGJKHJKHJASHHJKD - This is pointed at people that specifically start their keyboard spams with A. are you even laughing?? I think I just game you a heart attack. 

JSKJKLSKLJSKJGHGHJG - You’re immature but young-ish so it’s okay. 9/10

HEHEHJHSKDHJKHKJSHDHHA - You’re 12. Get off the internet for your own safety 8/10

Aklsjdkljgjjhasgh - wtf. 1/10

asdfghjkl; - how does your finger feel? 2/10

AYIUSHH LLKK USVJH LSGGU LJ - you laugh so loudly irl everyone can hear you, you don’t even need to type to let your international bestie know you’re laughing, they can hear you. I’m sure you accidentally typed words too. 8/10

gimme more laughs to rate if you have any

[liamgallaghermpreg]

HAPPY WW KING we're in this beautiful ride together: how do you think sam and dean would function as parents to a baby of their own (possibly even two, since we're on sam's tulpa baby train). how weird do you think they're getting about all of this?

HAPPY WW KING <3 ok I’m on my phone so bear with me I can’t be as loquacious as I would with my keyboard at my fingertips LOL

I’m gonna toss this under a read more because parental trauma and such

So I think it all depends on WHEN they have the kid. Thoughts about Dean getting pregnant (with John’s kid? With a one night stand?) while Sam is away from college and being surprised when Dean shows up in the Pilot with a toddler on his hip. Of course Sam is overprotective immediately but also SO JEALOUS of whoever the father is. And I also imagine raising a child results in MANY, many fights.

Because in a way, they both don’t want the kid to have their childhood. But also, Dean is in his daddy’s golden boy era. And all of a sudden, he GETS it. He knows what’s out there. Of course when the kid is old enough they need to learn how to use a gun, and a knife, etc. Of course they need to be constantly on the move. Dean turned out okay, didn’t he? Pinnacle of health!

And Sam…also gets that. He knows what’s out there. But he also knows how his childhood messed HIM up. And is faithful that he and Dean can protect the kid. So why do they need to know about the life?

And many, MANY, “I’m their mother and I decide what’s best” defenses and when Dean is really mad: “you’re not even their real father.” Because man can he cut deep sometimes.

Of course in later seasons (Adventures in Babysitting), when Dean isn’t quite seeing John or his childhood in the same light, he’d probably be more inclined to leave the kid out of all of it. But it’s too late. Thus furthering his self hatred!

Now, if Sam & Dean have a baby (let’s say they conceive around In My Time of Dying, since I think unprotected emotional sex might be likely then), you’ve got Sam’s whole SLEW of issues: what if the baby is a freak like him? Does Azazel’s blood run so deep?

But also…I think they’re both so like, happy to have a physical manifestation of their love? That I worry they would place way unfair expectations on said kid. They’d basically have to live the constant divorce & remarry with them being used as collateral in fights.

Not to say that they don’t love the kid unconditionally! I think they would, and they’d try SO hard to be good parents. And would sometimes succeed! But trying your best doesn’t always mean things turn out great (hi, John), and early seasons S&D are NOT breaking the cycle lmfao.

Later seasons? I can’t speak to that but as I understand it they DO raise a kid and it is. Messy

BEST CASE SCENARIO: they have a child in heaven 🥺 and it’s all very domestic and healthy lol. Health-IER. They’re learning to deal w their issues and they’re cemented in their love for each other and there’s no monsters to hunt, of course.

The other elephant in the room here is that this kid is of course aware that they’re a child of an incestuous relationship. So how does this affect hypothetical OC’s ability to form romantic & sexual relationships? That’s something I’d have to percolate on further, but food for thought.

I’m actually curious to the opinions of ppl at-large here! I can always be swayed in other directions. So share away.