#I love her my baby she deserves the world

[lizziesangel]

RAFE CAMERON - not for the money

x FEM!reader - MASTERLIST

SUMMARY: you are scared that rafe thinks you’re only in the relationship for his money

WORD COUNT: 833

GENRE: fluff

CONTENT WARNING: soft!rafe cameron

the scent of saltwater and pine carried through the open balcony door of rafe cameron’s bedroom, where you perched, fidgeting with the hem of your sundress. it had been a week since you overheard them—the cruel whispers in the back of the country club that claimed you were only with Rafe for his money.

“she’s so lucky,” one girl had sneered. “he pays for everything. i wouldn’t lift a finger either if i had a guy like that.”

“she’s totally using him,” one said, her tone dripping with disdain. “i mean, look at her. rafe’s always paying for everything.”

“right?” the other chimed in. “hair, nails, those dinners? she’s just in it for the money.”

another had laughed. “she just loves the chanel.”

the words striked you like a blow. was that really how people saw you? you’d never thought of yourself as someone who’d take advantage of him, but now, doubt crept in, wrapping around your chest like a vise.

their words kept echoeing in your head as rafe entered the room, his usual confident swagger softened by the adoration in his eyes. he set a bag from your favorite boutique on the dresser—a clear sign that he’d picked up yet another surprise for you.

“hey, sweet girl,” he said, crossing the room to kiss your temple. “i got you something.”

your chest tightened, guilt swarming you.

“baby,” you started, forcing a smile as you turned to face him. “you didn’t have to—”

“i wanted to,” he interrupted, his brows knitting together. “what’s mine is yours, sweet girl. you know that.”

you hesitated, the nagging doubts pulling at your resolve. if the people at the club thought you were a gold digger, you couldn’t stand the idea of him believing it too.

so, that’s when you decided: no more gifts, no more dates entirely on his dime. you were going to prove that you loved him for him.

the next week, your new approach to things began to show.

at your usual dinner spot, when the waiter brought the check, you quickly grabbed it before rafe could.

“what are you doing?” Rafe asked, blinking at you in confusion.

“splitting it,” you said firmly, pulling out your card.

“splitting?” He looked at you like you’d spoken a foreign language. “babe, no, put that away.”

“rafe,” you insisted, your tone leaving no room for argument. “i’m paying for my half.”

he frowned, but he let you do it. that frown deepened over the next few days as he noticed more changes: no more nail or hair appointments showing up on his credit card statement, no impromptu shopping trips with bags of chanel or prada waiting at your apartment.

by the time your next date rolled around, he’d had enough.

“okay,” he said, sliding into the booth across from you at the diner. “spill.”

“spill what?” you asked innocently, focusing intently on your menu.

“don’t play coy, sweet girl. i know you. you’ve been acting weird all week. no more letting me pay, no more gifts—what’s going on?”

you sighed, setting the menu down. “i just… i overheard some people at the club. they think i’m using you just for your money. and i don’t want you to ever think that too.”

his expression softened instantly, and he reached across the table, taking your hand in his.

“baby,” he murmured, his voice low and full of affection. “that’s the stupidest thing i’ve ever heard.”

you looked at him, surprised by his reaction. “rafe—”

“no, listen to me,” he said firmly. “i don’t care what those people say. they don’t know you. i know you. you’ve been there for me when no one else has. you’ve stuck around through my worst. you think i’m dumb enough to think it’s about the money?”

you blinked, his words sinking in.

“i buy you things because i can and want to,” he continued. “because you deserve the world, and i want to give it to you. not because i think you need it, or because i think it’s the only way to keep you around. got it?”

tears pricked at your eyes, and you nodded. “i just… i didn’t want you to feel like i was taking advantage of you.”

he chuckled softly, standing up to slide into the booth beside you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders.

“sweet girl,” he said, pressing a kiss to your temple, “you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. don’t let some jealous nobodies make you think otherwise.”

you leaned into him, a small smile creeping onto your face.

“okay,” you whispered.

“good,” he said, pulling out his card as the waiter approached. “now let me pay for dinner, and stop being weird.”

you laughed, swatting at his chest. “fine, rafe. you win.”

and as you sat there, wrapped in his arms, you finally let yourself believe it—rafe cameron loved you for you as you loved rafe cameron for rafe cameron.

and that was more valuable than anything money could buy.

[russellsppttemplates]

I'm sorry to hear you need the distraction for the reasons you do.

I have a fluffy one for Lando and his wife...like, imagine right after Tilly is born, still in the hospital, Lando asks the nurses to take the baby girl to the nursery, so he can take care of y/n. He helps her have a shower, wash her hair, and do her skincare bc he knows that's something that relaxes her. He is the softest hubby tending to his girl after she has their baby.

Cw: hospital, post partum care

"Would it be okay if I asked you to take Matilda back to the nursery after Y/N has fed her?", Lando asked one of the nurses as she entered the room to leave your afternoon snack on the table.

"Yes, absolutely", she smiled, "just let us know when you're ready for us to take her by ringing the button there and we'll look after her".

Excusing after checking everything was okay, Lando closed the door and went back to sit by your side. Even though your daughter had only been born the day before, he still couldn't believe how much you were already doing for her, your body making up the food she needed as she happily suckled on your nipple.

"Can you get me that cloth, please? She spit a little bit", you asked, pointing to the lavender coloured fabric by the foot of the bed.

"There you go, love", Lando offered, looking in awe at you as you carefully wiped the baby's cheeks and chin, "can I burp her?".

Passing the baby to Lando so he could have some time with her, you let yourself rest against the pillows, watching the cosy scene unfold. You were in love with your little family and wouldn't change it for the world.

Lando paced softly in the dim light of the room, a gentle smile hidden beneath a veil of concern on his face. He loved your daughter more than words could explain, but right now, he was focused on you. You had just brought Matilda earthside and he wanted to make sure you knew just how cherished you were.

“Just a minute, princess,” he murmured to himself, heading towards the call button as he glanced at you, seeing your eyes begin to flutter shut. It tugged at his heartstrings - you needed something soothing that would help you relax after the whirlwind of labour and delivery.

With a quiet determination, he approached you, "I asked the nurses if they could take Tilly to the nursery so I can look after you for a little while - is that okay?", he asked, not wanting to overstep any boundaries but making his opinion known.

"Oh, I'm fine, I don't need-", you began.

"I want to do this, okay? And she can go and sleep there just as well as she sleeps here", he reasoned, pressing the button when you didn't say anything else.

When one of the nurses arrived, she gathered Tilly carefully, cradling her with the utmost care before heading off, leaving Lando alone with you in the room.

He returned to your side, sitting on the edge of the bed with tenderness, "Hey, love,” he whispered, brushing a strand of hair gently behind your ear, “how are you feeling?”.

You sighed, a small smile lighting your face as you looked up at him, knowing that hiding the truth wouldn't be good, “Tired but happy. Just a little dazed, I guess", you mumbled

Lando nodded, his heart swelling with love, "How about a shower? I know it helps you relax," he suggested, his voice low and soothing as he rubbed circles in your hand.

"You'd help me do that? I'm not sure I can do it on my own", you chuckled despite the genuine gratitude you felt for him for even offering.

“Always,” he affirmed, standing up to help you sit up. With careful movements, he helped you swing your legs over the side of the bed, steadying you as you found your footing, "You just brought our baby girl to the world, you deserve a moment just for you,” he smiled, his voice gentle and encouraging.

After setting everything up, Lando helped you step into the bathroom, turning on the water and letting the warm steam fill the space. He set a few towels near the sink, ensuring everything was within reach in case you needed it, “just relax, okay? I’ve got you,” he said softly, looking into your eyes with unwavering support.

As you stepped under the warm spray of the shower, you felt relief wash over your body as Lando stood just outside the curtain, keeping a watchful eye, “I’ll wash your hair, just like you like it. I packed all your favourite products” he offered, and you couldn’t help but smile at the soft, comforting tone of his voice, "Come here, gorgeous", he called out, making sure to get everything just right as he lathered your hair, the scent of your favorite shampoo filling the air. The gentle fingers massaging your scalp felt heavenly, a tangible reminder of the love you had built together.

You could hear his chuckle as Lando reminisced about your first times together, "do you remember me getting soap on your eye and yelling because I thought I had permanently blinded you?", and all of the moments that led you here.

Once you were done, he helped you rinse off, gently wrapping you in a soft towel as you stepped out to dry, "You look beautiful”, he whispered, his eyes warm with adoration, "even more radiant than I remember".

You blushed, feeling the love that emanated from him, "you always know what to say to make me feel better, and you've always been a charmer", you replied, your heart fluttering as he led you back to the bed.

After getting dressed, you slid back under the covers as Lando carefully pushed the foldable table closer to you, taking every item of your skincare routine from the toiletry bag.

"I'll be gentle, I promise, and nothing is going on the eyes this time!", he smiled before he applied moisturizer and massaged it into your skin, his touch tender and careful as he focused entirely on you.

“I can't believe we have a daughter", he said, laughing softly, "thank you, my love, I'll never be able to repay you for this", he admitted.

“We make a pretty good team, I think it's quite okay", you smiled.

Lando finished up, leaning in to plant soft, lingering kisses on your forehead, "yu did so amazing. I’m so proud of you, and I love you more than anything", he confessed.

You looked up at him, gratitude bubbling inside, "I love you, too, Lando. Thank you for being so wonderful and caring to me".

"This is my daddy duty now!", he smirked, "I want to help you as much as possible, and I never want you to feel like you don't matter, or that I don't love you or any of that silly stuff, okay? You rare the love of my life and I never want you to forget that", he stated firmly.

The baby girl in the nursery might be your new adventure, but in this moment, it was just the two of you - wrapped in the warmth of your love, with the whole world waiting beyond the walls of the hospital room. Together, you were creating a life filled with laughter, love, and an unbreakable bond.

(Thank you for sending this in ✨️)

[gtgbabie0]

{Sevika is a little more sensitive then she lets on and you just love to tease her}

Idk tying her up and eating her out ig?

!!-18//MDNI-!! My Masterlist is here <3

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Sevika was the more dominant one in the relationship, she loved to take control and give— to listen to your breaths become all shaky and to watch your pupils dilate with pure wanton desire because of her because she knew your body like the back of her damn hand, it made her feel a sense of pride, the type she could high on.

And you obviously didn’t complain, not when she was so incredibly attentive to every inch of your body in ways no other person was. In all honesty, you couldn’t even form words to say anything other than her name… over and over and over again.

Your mind would be too focused on the feeling of her strap slowly fucking into your wet cunt, from tip to base, the thickness stretching you out. It was always so mind-numbing, intense— the way her thumbs pushed into the fat of your inner thighs to keep them flushed against the mattress as she thrusts her hips, the bedsheets absolutely soaked.

Sevika got off on watching the way your greedy pussy practically swallowed her cock back in, squelching and gripping around the toy and she swears to death she could feel it. She “fucks you how you deserve” and it never fails to make you see stars— whether it was her fingers, tongue her strap.

And yeah the power trip was pretty dizzying but sometimes Sevika just loved to let her guard down and let you take the reins. I mean a girl likes to be wined and dined… and eaten out every so often, right?

She just wasn’t used to all this pampering you showered her with, it was a foreign concept one that she thought she didn’t really deserve— then you go and prove her wrong with that adoring glint in your eyes and a gentle hand against her cheek. “No baby, you deserve all of it. let me love you.” The words are whispered so gently that it makes her chest flutter and suddenly she doesn’t feel like a big tough criminal, no, just a woman madly, madly in love.

And god did you make her feel like the only woman in the world when you kiss your way down her body, hands caressing over the curves over her body, shedding her clothes until you’ve got your pretty face in between her thick thighs— making her head spin as pleasure takes over every thought that plagues her overworked mind.

“Your mouth is fuckin’ sin, baby.” She practically whines, all breathless, hips writhing against the bed— she can’t touch you, because somehow you’ve managed to convince her to let you tie her up with those red ropes… it was killing her but fuck if she didn’t look absolutely stunning.

You moan against her soaked cunt in acknowledgement, spreading her folds open with your tongue as you slowly lick along her labia and up to her clit, which you pepper with slow opened-mouth kisses— her hips bucking up into your mouth, desperate for more.

“Sev… don’t make me tie your hips down too.” You tut, pulling away to look up at her with a small frown— which causes her to whimper in disappointment—your lips and chin glistening with her desire.

The sound of her frustrated huffs puts a smirk on your face, watching as her head falls back against the pillows with a groan as you press your face back into her wet heat.

Her wrists, both metal and flesh, were bound against the headboard by the rough fabric that was far more durable than they looked— she’s tried to free herself multiple times, to bury her fingers in your hair and fuck your face but it was useless, she was at your mercy and in all honesty she loved it.

“Fucking hell— please baby, please” She pleads, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as you press your tongue flat against her clit, licking at her in a way that makes her body twitch.

It wasn’t like you’d been teasing her for hours, you literally not long slipped her boxers off and yet she was acting like you’d been edging her for the last five hours… and you absolutely loved it, knowing that the only thing on her mind was you and your mouth.

“Mm… you want my fingers, yeah?” You coo softly, looking up at her through your eyelashes to gauge her reaction as you continue to lick at her clit.

God she did, all she could get out was a messy string of “Fuck, yeah baby, please.” blabbering on and on, all whiny and desperate— it was a sight to see, the Sevika the most feared woman in Zaun in all her glory spread out on your bed, tied up, whining and moaning just for you.

Then you’re plunging your middle and ring fingers into her slick cunt, thrusting them in tandem with your tongue on her clit— your free hand rubbing over her thigh and along the shape of her writhing hips. The way she moans out your name shoots a tingle down your spine, a familiar throb of need between your legs has you grinding down against the mattress needily.

Sevika is so sensitive, it doesn’t take you much to turn her on and right now she’s soaking your hand— her walls clenching around your digits as she struggles against the ropes binding her wrists, head thrown back against the pillows, arching into you, practically panting.

“So beautiful Sev with my fingers stuffed in your pussy, so greedy.” You smirk against her, adding your index into her just to prove your point, stretching her out, and the rough, broken moan that escapes her parted lips causes a surge of pride to buzz through your chest.

“Don’t hold back baby, you deserve it.” Whispered hotly against her clit as she follows the slow and meticulous curl of your fingers— practically grinding her pussy against your mouth until she’s gushing around your three fingers, drenching your palm whilst your tongue works against her clit.

You work her through it until she’s lying boneless against the pillows with laboured breaths— completely and utterly spent, shuddering slightly as you pull your digits out.

Sevika watches you press a kiss to her inner thigh, then another to her hip— her eyes never leaving you as you kiss your way back up along her body, straddling her lower abdomen as you lick your fingers clean and she can feel how drenched your panties have become, that gets to her and suddenly she's turned on all again.

“Feeling good?” You ask with such sweetness in your tone as if you hadn't just fingered her, leaning over slightly to undo the ropes around her wrists— she chuckles hoarsely in response.

Her hands immediately grasp your hips, feeling up the curves of your soft body greedily— the roughness of her palm sets a blaze to your skin which is cooled down by the metal of her other, all of it makes your spine tingle with need. “Mm, your turn baby.” She smirks, fingers curling around your jaw as she pulls you down against her, your chest pressed to her own. Her heart flutters at the giggle you let out, sweet like honey as she kisses you sloppily, tasting herself on your lips, before pushing you back against the mattress ready to return the favour tenfold…

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[landoscult]

is it strange? | lando norris smau – #04

where lando and y/n didn't know how to make their long distance relationship work.

WARNINGS!!!

just angst stuff.

ps: it's my first time writing in years so im sorry if anything is wrong.

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landonorris Sorry team. Deserved more. I'll do you proud next week.

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landofan LOOKINH HOT AF

landofan OMFG just read the caption im so sorry my love!!!!

landofan2 we're always proud of you, lando. great race, undeserved penalty.

landofan3 wasn't even your fault at all 🧡 you guys got it next week!

ynusername i love you 🧡

landofan4 kinda weird u say that when u are never there for him lol

landofan3 stfu??? she's probably busy with school

landofan4 and...? lot of wags study AND work and still have time to support their boyfriends 🤣

landofan5 OMG RIGHT!???! some of y'all just need to realize that she's a fake one

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yourusername life lately 💋

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lilyzneimer looking good as always

yourbff i kinda love living live w u 💜💓🤎💖❤️

landofan and you'll still think that she is busy studying LMAO

landofan3 why would her post a photo studying...?

landofan6 they think that she's with him for fame but why she didn't drop school and become a full-time influencer then 😭😭

landofan3 RIGHT 😭😭 their nonsense theories are killing me

landonorris 🤎

landofan baby if u need help blink twice

landofan1 you deserved so much more 😭

landofan3 you guys should get a job and leave them alone

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landonorris PAPAYA ON TOP

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landofan WORLD CHAMPION 🔜

maxfewtrell what a year brother, 2025 gonna be mint

lnfour LANDGOAT NORRIS

carlossainz55 well done mate 👏

landofan3 no y/n likes or commenting what is going on

landofan1 hopefully they broke up 🙏

landofan5 guys this is so mean! he's probably really sad about it

landofan7 cant waiting for him to post "IM FINALLY FREE!!! WORST EXPERIENCE OF MY FUCKING LIFE"

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when i thought about writing this i was totally inspired by celeste's strange song but — at the same time — i couldn't write anything that i really liked enough to post (😭). don't forget to let me know what you think!!!!!

[rekino2114]

A/n:A Diana drabble while I'm working on the Eva fic cause my babygirl deserves all the love in the world (I'm not saying you should request more about her or p:e.g. buuuuut I'd certainly appreciate it if you did)

"OK just sit on the bed and relax ok baby?"

You do as she says, and she smiles so brightly it could light up the entire room

"What are you gonna do?"

"I need to test out this new lipstick I bought"

She digs through her make-up bag and pulls out a very expensive looking lipstick

"Oh it looks nice"

"Thanks"

She opens it and turns towards the mirror, applying the lipstick on herself. After a moment, she turns to you and smiles again before blowing you a kiss

"So how is it?"

"Wonderful, the fucsia really fits with your hair, but to be honest, you look beautiful with any makeup"

"Awww, you're so sweet, baby, thanks so much"

She gets closer to you and wraps her arms around you

"But I also need to see how it looks on others"

Before you can understand what she means, she puts her face even closer to yours and starts peppering your face in kisses, making you blush. When she finishes she looks at your blushing face and giggles

"H-how does it look?"

"Hmmm, I'm not really sure, I think we need a few more testing rounds"

"Eh?"

"And I also need to compare it to other lipsticks, wait here, love, I'm gonna bring some other ones. What's your favorite color?"

[arcanechariot]

watching for evgeni kolpakov (spoilers)

im not getting my hopes up here but i have seen gifs of oscars bare ass with this movie tagged so yk we all make sacrifices

ayyyyyy its a boyyyyyyy (and yall know how much i love a man in uniform or just like a suit even)

i do love the buzzcut on him and the russian accent

ughhhhhh dude im just grrrrRRRRRRRR

his lil sMILE UGHHHH

hes horny but hes silly and cute idk man

HES PRECIOUS

'russian intellectual slumming as a security guard. a dime a dozen' FUCK YOU HES BEAUTIFUL

honey youre trying to woo a mentally unstable, baby-obsessed woman whos living vicariously through past royalty i think you can do better

hes so cute oml

AND HES A FAMILY MAN OML I WANT HIM SO BAD HES LIKE THE DEFINITION OF A GENTLE GIANT (EXCEPT HES TWO APPLES TALL)

SIRRRRRR IM GONNA CRYYYYYY

shhhhhhhhh

HES HERE

HIS ENTIRE ASS

also hes a hopeless romantic oml hes going to kill me

he plays piano, he dances. hes wonderful

he made this grand gesture and shes still thinking about the fuCKING ROYAL FAMILY OML IM SICK OF HER

hes so baby!! hes so encouraging and soft and sweet and romantic ughhhHHHH

hes so protective too hhhhhhh

honestly? i would burn the world for him

its giving jake lockley

honestly hes so perfect jfc

hes going on the roster and you bet your ass im gonna write for him bc dear god he deserves better

[neon-u-dumb-shxtty-child]

hee hoo. they

OH MY GOD???

Flora my babeyyyyy i adore you

edgy ghost who hates the rainbow town they live in

I imagine they’re cynical and angry most of the time, but whenever they’re alone they just cry. They cry for the life they had, and the life they want. They cry for slowly losing the only one that understands them. They cry for their existence

I’m imagining Wally and Flora in So Below. It’s a place where they can be self aware without any risk

Wally is the only puppet in Welcome Home that they can even tolerate besides Daisey

Wally understands she’s human. That she’s just as stuck as he is

She connects with him

Also I think she died to a knife to the back/chest. So she has scars and marks all over their back and chest. And on their arms so long sleeves all they way

[elviradreaminess]

karlach my precious heart 🥺🤲🏼❤️‍🔥

[epickiya722]

I'm gonna tell you what saddens me about Miwa calling herself "useless" and admits to being scared.

One, she's a child who chose to be a jujutsu sorcerer so she can help with her brothers. Two, despite her fear, she still doesn't punk out. Keep in mind, Satoru stated in the beginning how other jujutsu sorcerers would drop out because they can't stomach their fear and disgust.

But here is Kasumi Miwa who will keep her fear in check just she can still fight curses.

Keep in mind, Miwa was the first person in the story to actually get in close to Kenjaku to attack and risk not swinging a sword again. Kenjaku, who I'm sure she just seen dodge a bunch of arrows, stop a bullet and beforehand threw a bunch of curses at Yuji.

BUT MIWA TOOK A RISK!! She isn't useless. Being useless would have been just standing there.

Oh, it doesn't stop there because in 258, Miwa (it looks to be her) protects Maki from Sukuna's attack!!

We didn't even see her until this moment. She jumped in to protect Maki. "Useless", my ass.

[volivolition]

wiggles my fingers at you ouuuu… you want to tell me about solace so bad…

HKJGG wiggles my fingers back lovingly!!! i really do, i fuckin LOVE solace :3 hey did you know i really like making fake skill descriptions?

SOLACE

Follow the north star. Find light in even the darkest places. Cool for: Optimists, Recovering lost souls, Sweet summer children

Solace is the skill you tucked away long ago, at the bottom of Pandora's box. The little one that tells you: despite it all, there is still hope. It needs a lot of nurturing -- and it's far from being the most helpful for police work -- but taking care of it is basically self-care. It enables you to find the glow in yourself that you often ascribe to gold lungs or brilliant halos in others. It encourages you to wake up and watch the sunrise, to play board games with someone you love, to forgive yourself and let yourself be a gentler kind of animal. Constantly looking forward to a brighter future, it also helps shield your morale from damage.

At high levels, Solace gives you a heightened sense of childlike optimism - which isn't always the sense to lead with in this precariously harsh world. Always looking for the bright side will blindside you with naivety. At low levels, however, you may just extinguish whatever keeps your soul alight. You've already lost her once. You may not survive the desolation if you let her disappear again.

[hellomehlo]

Elowen Lavellan

The Wrath of Heaven -> Doom Upon All The World

[cuteniaarts]

2 hour rough drawing of Ehuang, my precious Green Opal child who I don’t draw nearly enough <3

[sidereumvulpes]

Uhgg I love my girlfriend.. she's so pretty and I don't get to talk about them enough. I want to talk about my angel, my heart, my very tall wife<33

[ectoplasmer]

I did not think reading about jade wanting a family would hurt me this bad but god. it hurts. it hurts sosososo much

[canonically47]

8

8: common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about

i'll say it with my whole chest, so much of the fandom seems to like sierra, EVEN AS HER CANON SELF, and it's like this fandom-wide accepted opinion that she's a bearable character when she IS. NOT.

funny? very debatable, but for the sake of the argument i'll say yes-ish. has a good moment or two? perhaps. able to fend for herself? well, BUT BEARABLE??? are you kidding me i hate her. how can anyone like her. I GET THAT IF YOU REWRITE HER YOU CAN LIKE HER... i like my rewritten version of her... but she pisses me off sooo much and like. people are out here shipping her with heather and izzy when in reality she'd be the most annoying piece of shit around them too. do you not think those poor girls deserve better than this freak?

she is literally the insert of a weird group of fans why does anyone see anything in her...

ask game is here

[haveihitanerve]

If By Tragic, You Mean The End-

Twitchtip hurt. Her body ached with every pitiful step she made, stumbling around the small obsidian pit. Her nose throbbed, the constant smartting that had not eased as time went on, but had slightly lessened, perhaps. And her heart. Her traitorous, horrible heart. It hurt. Hurt with every breath, every wheezing gasp, every single thing she did. The pit wasn't big. Just a small circle, maybe the length of ripred nose to tail. And the width of him too. Twitchtip rasped a faint laugh at that. The guards above her peeked down, curious, but twitchtip just sagged against the wall, not giving them anything. Her breaths were coming slower now. It was only a matter of time. Twitchtip took a deep breath, closing her eyes. Her nose was broken, yes, but she could still smell faintly. The first scent that floated into her bruised nose was that of gnawers. Rats. She remembered a time when she had treasured that smell. When it had been comfort. When she had cuddled up with her litter mates and snuggled against her mother. When she had run with other rats, shoulders brushing as they hunted. She also remembered the fear that came with that scent. But, that too had diminished again. Twitchtip was no longer afraid. Not after meeting him. Ripred. Ripred was cold. Harsh even. But she knew why. She smelled it all over him. Perhaps thats why he had been so indifferent to her. But she knew he had cared for her, in his own way. Had made extra travels that he hadn't needed to, just so that she could spend more time in a nest than just cowered in a cave. Had left food and guarded water sources so she wouldn't have to hunt for her own. Had made sure to shield her from the attacking guards. And had made sure the first human she had come into contact with had been gregor. The pup. His pup, though the old rat would never admit it. Gregor. The pup was kind. Sweet. An innocent boy in a world of hate and violence. But by the time they had met, he had already survived one war. And was still fighting for them in the next. And he was still kind. Had treated her with respect and kindness that no one else ever bothered. Had lied for her, claiming he had rolled into her while he slept. Had saved her. That had been the most puzzling thing of all. He had saved her life. Just because. He didn't care that she was a rat and he was a human. He didn't care that no one else wanted to save her. That it was pretty much a death sentence. He had still done it. Perhaps thats why ripred liked him so much. And had felt safe leaving them in each others company. Added to the fact that the rat hated water and needed twitchtip to keep an eye on his pup. Another laugh rasped out of her at that. The guards began to talk, but twitchtip didn't listen, too focused on her thoughts. Her wonderful thoughts. Of the boy who cared. And the rat who had accepted her. When so many others had shunned her. Her thoughts drifted to the queen. The young queen. Who had fought side by side with her, not as enemies, but as friends. Equals. Who had defended until she had at last fled. Gregor. Luxa. Ripred. Their faces drifted in front of her eyelids. ‘What a wonderful way to die’ twitchtip whispered softly. And as she took her last breath, perhaps by fate, perhaps by luck, or perhaps by sandwich himself, it was their scents that filled her nose. Their scents that guided her into that wonderful paradise. And as Twitchtip approached those gleaming apples, she breathed deeply, and smiled.