#I’m sorry this is a dumb rant and I don’t want to hear anything about this really I’m just

[readingwriter92]

Okay I updated to windows 11 bc my laptop finally got really annoying about it.

And I knew it would be annoying as shit but omg.

Ik I’m primarily a mac person and people have opinions on that but in the last. Two. Days I’ve had both the audio driver (?) not work. I had to restart my laptop bc it wouldn’t play. Audio out of the speakers. An issue I’m very baffled by but whatever. And it just randomly decided to crash. No reason. It booted up p quickly but like. Why. I’m running a single app?

Also. Also. I don’t like the look. They went in with rounded rects here but I’m sorry. It reminds me of chromebook’s os and I hate that. There’s no valid reason for that but it makes me angry on a level I can’t explain

**edit. Sorry bc I forgot to be angry about the whole. Troubleshooting experience with the audio driver.

Bc I did the trouble shoot. It said it needed to restart to update the drivers. I was like great yes restart. And then it just went on with the trouble shoot after a sec. WHY WOULDNT IT JUST RESTART RIGHT THEN. it asked me if I wanted to restart. IF I SAY YES THEN DO IT? Don’t make me manually do it. That makes no sense. And yeah sure if you needed to save things but then why would I have clicked restart before doing that??? So anyways I did the trouble shoot like three times bc I was confused why it didn’t just do the restart. Bc it would continue and tell me it found the issue and so it would make sense that it would fix that once it found it but -

[gilverrwrites]

You want my groupie love

Ft. Dick, Jason, Roy, and Wally 400-500 words each Request: Anon requested any of the above finding out you have a crush on their hero alter-ego. I did all of em cause I've been looking for an excuse to sink my teeth into some fluffy rambling! Warnings: Swearing | Alcohol | Secrets | Non-graphic mentions of violence  

Dick: Hey Neighbour

Dick could easily see how the new mailman switching up your post so often could get annoying, especially considering his busy schedule. However, he just couldn't bring himself to be upset over anything that gives him an excuse to see you. Admittedly, he's pushing it today, ringing your buzzer so early in the morning but the moment you open the door, revealing the most adorable bedhead and an oversized Nightwing shirt, he can't bring himself to care.

“Nice shirt.” He offers, but he's not certain you understand as you stare at him with squinted eyes and pouty lips.

“You want something?” Your voice is low and slow, thick with sleep but still hot as hell.

He wants you. “Yeah, um, my parcel says delivered but it's not! I just wondered if maybe they left it with you again?”

You continue to stare at him blankly for a moment longer before recognition seems to click in those pretty eyes.

“Oh yeah, sorry,” you murmur as you grab his mail from somewhere behind the door and hand it to him. Together you go through the polite thanks and no problem motions, but when you're done, he can't bring himself to leave. Maybe this is the day he finally asks you out.

“Do you- “

“Are you- “

You talk over each other, and then you dance around it until you finally win out the no you go argument.

“Do…” He’s about to ask when a thought pops into his head. That oversized tee is very oversized. “Is that your boyfriend's top?”

“I don't have a boyfriend.” You confirm, nervously playing with the hem and accidentally revealing a hint of your Nightwing sleep shorts.

“Just a big Nightwing fan, huh?” He's not sure why he's pushing it, something about the notion makes him feel good.

“You could say that.” You reply hesitantly. Your eyes flicker from him, back into your apartment a few times before you open your door. Nothing could have prepared Dick for the sight before him. Your living room was chockful of Nightwing merch; pillowcases, replica wing-dings, figurines, Blüd postcards with his likeness on them to name a few. Some are licensed, but most are not. There's a very real moment in which the blood drains from him, and he's concerned that he should be worried about you and your intention before you explain. “I kind of went on a big dumb rant about how Nightwing was snubbed for The Sexiest Hero Alive award a few years ago, and my friends have never let me forget about it. Now everyone and their dog buys me his merch for my Birthday and whatnot. I just can't bring myself to throw any of it out.”

“Ohhh.” That's a relief. His unease is replaced with twice as much giddiness. Sexiest Hero Alive, huh? He hadn’t cared that much about the award, but he cares that you care. “I’d love to hear more if by any chance you wanna grab breakfast together?

Jason: On the news

Jason is already sat in your usual spot when you arrive at the café, he even went ahead and got your usual order. The $12 was worth it for the look of gratitude and reprieve on your face as you collapse into the chair across from him.

“Thank you for ordering for me! I’ll send you the money.” Once you catch your breath you dive into your drink, moaning aloud at the flavour in a way that has him averting his gaze and shifting in his seat. He prays you don’t notice the heat in his face as he tells you not to worry about it, Bruce can afford it anyway.

“I’m so sorry I’m late.” You continue. “Apparently Red Hood and some of Two-Face’s guys got into some kind of turf war near the bank last night, and police have shut the whole block down.”

“Oh, that sucks.” He grunts, pretending like he doesn’t already know.

“Right! So annoying. Red Hood gets a pass though, 'cause he’s hot.”

Jason actually chokes on his coffee, narrowly missing you with his spray as you lean away from him. Before you can even ask if he’s okay, he’s grilling you.

“He’s hot? How do you know he’s hot? You’ve never met the guy!” It’s an instinctive response, maybe a little paranoid, and though he doesn’t mean to, he’s definitely selling some kind of jealousy angle right now.

“No, but I’ve seen him on the news, and in the papers.” You explain. “He’s got that kind of, cool, mysterious, badass thing going on, you know? With the helmet, and leather, oh and the motorbike! And the voice!”

Maybe he shouldn’t have asked. If he wasn’t flustered before, he definitely is now. Some badass. “B-but you don’t know what he looks like.”

“I know he’s good-looking. ‘An I bet he’s a nice person, under all that tough guy exterior.” You state decidedly. “I feel it in my bones, and my… I’m not gonna finish that sentence.”

You both laugh, yours is more light-hearted. Like music to his heated ears. Jason feels like you reached into his chest and started tweaking at his heartstrings. He might not seem it externally, but he’s thrilled. This is a step in the right direction for your more-than-friends-not-quite-lovers-relationship, he thinks.

“I’m just saying, if the opportunity ever arose; Red Hood could get it.”

He just has to figure out what the next move is.

Roy: Prince Charming

When he’d gotten done saving your life from some back-alley thief a few nights prior, you’d thanked him with a hug and a kiss on the cheek, and Roy had seriously considered never washing that cheek again. But, he’d figured you wouldn’t want to kiss him ever again, hero or no if he stank. So, he’d scrubbed up and trimmed before picking up the pizza and heading to your place for your bi-weekly movie night.

When you open the door there’s a far-off look in your eye and a dreamy smile on your lips that he could certainly get used to.

“You okay?” He asks, making no attempt to hide his amusement as he stands in your kitchen, smothering his fries with ketchup and watching you stare off into space, swaying your hips like a puppy dog who can't control their tail.

“Yeah.” You answer, only half snapping back into the present moment, a sheepish, excited look on your face as you grab your share of the food and head for the couch. “I got mugged.” You call back, like it’s nothing. Playfully baiting a reaction from him that he’ll have to fake because he already knows.

“No- oh shit! Are you okay?” He leans in close as he sits beside you on the couch, pretending to examine you for injuries, but actually using it as an excuse to savour your scent.

“Yeah.” You turn to him so that your noses brush together, and he has to will himself not to blush at the proximity. You’d always had a bit of a flirtationship going, but that didn’t mean you didn’t still get under his skin when you had that tenacious look on your face. “I met the love of my life.”

“The love of your life mugged you?” He teases and you shake your head all cute and determined before leaning away to bite into your dinner.

“C’mon, who’s the lucky guy?” He goads, he has a feeling he knows where this is going, but he's trying not to get his hopes up.

You look at him like you’re thinking it over before confessing around a mouthful of food; “Arsenal.”

That’s fucking hilarious. He bites his lip to keep from laughing in your face.

“Arsenal.” He repeats. Is it hot in here? He feels exceedingly flush. “Huh, crazy.”

“Arsenal.” You say it again, this time like some Disney character swooning over their Prince Charming as you lean into his chest. It makes eating significantly harder, but he doesn’t care, lifting his arm and draping it over your shoulder, urging you closer. He’d starve it meant getting to hold you till he died. “He saved me.”

“No kidding.” You ghost a hand up and down his arm, and he enjoys the sensation too much to notice how your fingertips trace his exposed tattoos. This conversation might be the best thing that’s happened to him in ages. Second best. No, third best. Behind Lian being born and you kissing him. “But, ah, I thought I was the love of your life?”

You chew on his comeback for a minute, and he enjoys immensely how you try not to grin as your eyes dart around while you think up a response. “Guess you’ll have to share me.”

Roy Harper, share you with Arsenal? He could definitely live with that.

Wally: Fuck, marry, kill

“Okayokayokay. Fuck, marry, kill.” His words all string together in an excited jumble. He’s totally buzzing, and not from the booze. It’s never the booze, he metabolises it too fast. No, his excitement is entirely caused by you. You and your proximity, your smiling face, and your hypnotic laugh. “Nightwing, Tempest, and The Flash? Go!”

“Oh, well that entirely depends.” You reply matter-of-factly, and Wally watches admiringly as you take a sip of your drink, licking the rim when a drop spills over. Damn, he wishes you’d put your lips on him like that.

“Depends on what?” He finally asks when he remembers it’s his turn to speak, and you bite your lip for a second as if considering whether you should say what you’re about to say.

Eventually, you commit. “Are we talking Central City Flash, or Keystone?”

You watch him expectantly while he sips his own drink, waiting for his clarification. He’s glad that the difference matters to you but he can’t help challenging you, partly to keep up the clueless civilian shtick, but mostly because he wants to prolong the conversation. He wants to hear you say ‘The Flash’ a million more times. “You’re so sure they’re not the same guy? Could be running back and forth really fast. That’s his whole thing, right?”

“Nah.” You shake your head, a self-assured smile on your face. You don’t even entertain the idea, and he wonders what has you so confident but he doesn’t have to wait long to find out. “Central Flash is cool and all, but I’m in loooooove with Keystone Flash.” You giggle as you declare it.

This is brand new information to Wally, and it takes him a moment to process it. His cheeks must be as red as his suit as he watches you melt into your seat, thinking about him The Flash.

“Have you ever met the guy?” He’s pretty certain he knows the answer already.

“No.” You confess shyly, but it doesn’t stop your next, very bold statement. “He doesn’t know it yet, but we’re gonna get married one day.”

“Really?” He’s grinning from ear to ear, like the cat whose canary landed right in his bowl and started chirping ‘EAT ME! EAT ME!’

The feet of his chair scrape on the floor as he shuffles closer, and even though he’s not ‘your future husband’, you let him close the distance, happily voicing your answer to his original question and his most recent. “Yep. If it’s Keystone, can I say fuck and marry The Flash?”

“Yeah, totally, I’ll accept that answer.” Wally blurts, making no effort to hide his elation as he places his hand atop yours. “You know, I’ve been told that I’m a lot like The Flash.”

Please remember, do things that make you happy!

[ynscrazylife]

Hi Jess! I have a request similar to the paternal BAU fics you’ve done about if they were your parents, but can I please request a ‘Spencer as your big brother’ type list - idk what the sitch would be that he would end up being your guardian for but it probably made him extra protective and brotherly and yeah I would love that a lot thanks Jess!!!

spencer being your big brother (spencer reid x little sibling!reader)

i couldn’t really think of how to fit in spencer being your guardian so i’m sorry it’s not in here!

In the BAU’s eyes, Spencer is a total nerd. He’s a kid. The youngest of the group. To you, however, he’s your hero. You adore him and you look up to him for guidance on just about everything. Yes, sometimes his never-ending spewing of facts can be a bit annoying, but mostly you appreciate his wisdom and how much he seems to know about everything. It’s useful whenever you have a problem or some issue and you don’t know what to do.

The team is still shocked when one day, you waltz right into their headquarters and go right up to your big brother. Usually the most attentive one, Spencer drops everything in the moment to make sure you’re alright.

“Who is this kid??” — Derek, probably.

Spencer proudly introduces you as his little sibling, the light of his life, as well as the most important person in his life.

JJ and Garcia absolutely adore you. The rest are soon to follow, with Hotch and Derek in particular also taking a liking to you (especially Derek since Spencer’s already like his younger brother).

Even though he enjoys having you hang out with the team, Spencer otherwise prefers to keep you away from his work. He doesn’t often divulge the details of anything really that he does.

Of course, the BAU gets you to tell them stories about Spencer and show you old photos, which you’re more than happy to do.

Spencer is not happy when he finds out and that’s when the BAU sees his stern side. He very much adopts a stern parent persona, his hands on his hips, a disappointing frown, the whole thing. He has an authoritative voice that the BAU’s never heard before that immediately gets you into line.

“Why have you never talked like that on missions?” — Hotch

Even when he does have to get firm, he never stays angry with you. It’s impossible for him. He never wants to upset you, either.

If you ever have an issue, Spencer’s the one to go to. He’s a great listener and he will ask if you’re looking to rant or if you’re looking for advice/a solution.

He will protect you from anything and everything. When it comes to you, he forgets all about his fears.

Even if he is away for work, he makes sure you know that you can always call him. He will always pick up your phone call, no matter the time or day. He hates when he’s stuck in meetings or is away from his phone, because he always wants to be around in case you need him.

If you ever decide to be in a relationship with someone, Spencer’s your number #1 supporter. He will, however, go to Derek to ask for advice on how to be intimidating. He will scare your partner and make sure that they know you’re not to be messed with or left heartbroken.

And if you end up heartbroken, Spencer’s there with boxes of chocolate and his shoulder to cry on (if you don’t stop crying, he’ll call Garcia or Penelope in a panic).

Spencer’s a great tutor!! If you ever need any help in that area, he is patient and thorough. It’s very important to him that you understand the process and he is very in tune to however you learn best. There are no dumb questions.

You’ll often receive random texts from Spencer if he ever needs to rant about something that he’s interested in.

You are the first person he goes to whenever he wants to announce something! He wants you to hear any good news he has first.

Spencer may be your big brother, but he’s also your best friend. He’ll listen to any gossip you wanna share, he’ll go on Target runs with you, he’s up for pretty much anything.

But that means that you also have to be willing to go to the bookstore with him. That man can spend hours going through the shelves.

He’s a very fun and kind brother. He takes his role very seriously.

[plants-are-fun]

”it’s ok, just eat”

TW: ED!!!! PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THIS!!

I have struggled with this in the past and it comforted me so hopefully it can do the same for others

toxic mom(same), toxic personal trainer

shitty writing

heavy angst, fluff, semi happy ending

Bf!chrisxEDgf

small use of y/n

Chris’s pov

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i don’t know how I didn’t see it before. Every single time we went out to eat, y/n would pretend to eat. She would slide her food around, cut it, even offer me some, but she would never actually take a bite.

throughout our whole relationship she would be constantly tired and cold, but to be honest I thought that was just a woman thing. I wanted to have her in a car video, but she would refuse and her only reason was “i don’t want them to see me”. I didn’t push it, but that explanation never sat right.

as she started showing the desire to be in our videos, she started rapidly losing weight, but when I asked her about it she would just say it’s what her personal trainer had been working on. I should have pushed it.

so now, here we are in our minivan prepping to film.

“hey mama what do you want to eat?” I say going as matt pulls into McDonald’s. I look back and all she does is get red and start to fidget.

“it’s ok Chris I don’t need anything” She stutters. “Besides, if I were to eat I think that I would throw up. I’m so nervous”

“you need to have something to eat. These videos can get kind of long.” Nick says as he glances over at me looking worried. Matt nods.

“okay Nick just order her a dr pepper to make sure her blood sugar doesn’t crash” I look over to make sure that’s good, but all of the color previously is not drained from her face.

“U-um can you make it a diet?” She whispers.

I honestly just passed that as nerves.

After we got our food and we made it to a random parking lot, Nick passed out the food and may set up the camera.

“shit” she says

“what’s wrong ma?” At this point I am starting to get very worried.

“it isn’t diet.” She says. I look up at her and she looks like she could cry.

“it’s ok, I’m sure it’s not that big of a deal” I say obliviously. “Do you want a fry?”

she starts to stutter some excuse when Matt comes back in and Nick introduces the video.

After Nick starts some random argument with Matt I realize that something is seriously wrong. I can hear my girlfriends breathing start to get heavier and even her stomach growl.

“hey kid I can hear your stomach from here” I say handing her a couple of fries.

“I don’t want to take your food” she says

“it’s ok, just eat.” She takes a fry and starts to nibble on it. As Nick starts up on some dumb rant about his newest fear, I hear the car door slide open and running. Nick just stares at her in aw and starts laughing, but I’m already on my feet.

I run over to her as I hear gagging and heaving. I pull her hair back and rub my hand against her back.

as she comes back up all she is doing is sobbing and rambling apologies

“I’m s-so sorry I r-ruined your video I didn’t mean to I didn’t want to eat but I-i didn’t want you to ask questions! I’m sorry Chris please forgive me-“ I cut her off with a hug.

“baby what happened? Are you ok? What do you mean you didn’t want to eat? Do you feel sick”

I lead her to a sidewalk curb as she slumps over in exhaustion. She spills everything.

“my whole life my mom has always made me watch what I eat. She used to tell me to suck in my gut and all of that overbearing mother stuff. Then when I started dating you I had already not been eating much, but I really really wanted you to like me and I thought I was too big for that. So I cut back on my calories and went to the gym more. My personal trainer has been calling me fat. He says it’s for motivation but it’s just making it worse! Then when you said you wanted to introduce me to your fans, I just got so scared because I know how intense they are, so I stopped eating all together. But I didn’t think that it would backfire so much that I would ruin the video. I’m sorry Chris, I really am.”

she just leans her head against my shoulder and hiccups lightly.

I feel like the worst boyfriend ever for not seeing the signs. Sure, I’ve been busy, but only an oblivious asshole wouldn’t see the love of his life struggling so much.

“first things first, you didn’t ruin the video. Your safety is far more important. We also are going to FIRE that personal trainer. I’m so sorry I didn’t realize you were hurting until now. When was the last time you ate?”

“when we went out and I got that salad” my heart drops. “baby, that was 3 days ago…” she just starts crying again.

“it’s ok, let’s go get something light to eat. Maybe water based? Then we can go to the doctor, or get you a therapist.”

“ok” she whispers

“I love you so much baby” I say kissing the top of her head.

“we’ll get through this together.”

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eek I can’t tell if that was good or not but I’m too tired for anything else 😥

[certifiedstarrr]

Open Arms - Matt Sturniolo

warnings: panic attack, kissing, use of y/n, degradation thoughts, use of pet names, & fluffy fluff

POC FRIENDLYYY !!

summary: y/n has a panic attack because she was petrified of falling behind and disappointing people around her. Not wanting to be to annoying or clingy to Matt, and trying not let people down. Matt assists and reassures that she’s not letting people down and she’s doing great.

a/n: sorry if this is bad, but leave reqs in my inbox anytime, ily💕 also i know after party pt.4 has been put off awhile but i’m making time to fix it😭🤞

wc: 1k

not proofread (a bitch dont got no time for that shit)

based off of this song ↓

“when no one’s around me, you lost and found me, i was surrounded, with open, open, open, Open Arms”

y/n’s pov

fucking stupid idiot. you should have done it but look where you are now. from before i had 2 things on my to-do list

・Flashback・

“well, i’ll do it later.”

i wrote it down on my to-do list. i pet my dogーkelani and hug her,

“it’s okay i will get to it.”

i wrote down “get this week’s groceries and kelani’s dog food”

just make sure to get to it y/n.

・Now・

i had well over 7 things on my to-do list. i should’ve just done it while I could. so fucking dumb y/n. why do you let this happen? first it was my college classes, food for my dorm, the triplet’s birthday, my car repairs, my sister’s wedding back in london , my mom wants me to visit her in new york, and I have to study for my literature exam. if I don’t get anything for the triplet’s birthday they’ll definitely be disappointed, if i don’t visit my momーshe’ll definitely be upset; and if I don’t go to my sister’s wedding in london, i’m going to be seen as disrespectful to my elders.

i felt something bad was gonna happen but i wasn’t sure.

I was leaning on my bed, going through the list over and overーscolding myself each time. a sharp pain drilled through my chestーa new type of painーsomething i’d never felt before. but this? this hurt like hell. and all at the same time my vision got blurred and breathing became impossible. i’d decided that i had to call matt. he’d surely know how to deal with this, right? as i continued sobbing repeatedly, with breathing impeccably difficult, and my vision completely shattered. my phone rung a couple times, then,

finally he answered.

“hey baby what’s up?”

“matt i- n-need help”

my voice was in a mid-whisper but he still heard it.

“please help m-“

my voice was cut by me dropping my phone.

all of a sudden, my palms sweat and feel prickly and my clothes are overly tight. i hug myself and get into a fetal position, feeling like everything is wrong and i’m going to let everyone down and be one big disappointment.

matt’s pov

we were filming friday’s car video when i got that call from y/n. her voice sounded like she was crying, but she said help me. what the fuck happened?

“hey guys something is wrong with y/n”

“what happened?” chris questioned.

“her voice was all shaky and it sounded like she was crying or shit”

no questions were asked. nick didn’t yell or go on a rant about leaving. just driving.

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when i got to her room she was laying on the floor in fetal position, weeping, sobbing. god i hate to see her like this. curls laid out around her shoulder and her beautiful face covered in tears.

"matty?"

"yes baby its me"

"i don't know what to do matt," y/n said in between sobs whilst grabbing her chest trying to breathe.

i held y/n against me and tell me what's wrong.

"what's wrong y/n?"

"m-my vision went blurry and breathing became impossible and my palms felt like they were being poked by a million needles, my clothes got too tight and and-"

"you're having a panic attack y/n"

she didn't hear me so she went on about what happened.

"im going to let everyone down mattーthey're never gonna forgive me,"

"i have too much on my to-do list and if i dont do it i'm letting everyone down"

"look baby we're gonna take it one step at a time, one thing at a time."

"o-okay"

"let's breathe in on 3, okay?"

"okay"

y/n’s pov

i took a nice breath in then repeated the same motion, breathing out. my vision got better, my clothes stopped feeling too tight, palms stopped being pricked.

"thank you matt"

"of course y/n"

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we crossed off things of my to-do list, one by one, and before i realized i only had 2 things left on to-do list; like before.

i've never had a panic attack before and that attack could have been worse. but before i could spiral and get lost inside the darkness, i found my light.

matt was my light.

he was there for me, and always there with Open Arms

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extra: first of all, im so so so so so sorry for starving you all to fucking death; this fic took me forever😭😭

but tysm for reading !!

xoxo, riri <3

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[cissyenthusiast010155]

Hey , can you do angry mommy Morticia x reader?

NFSW like hair pulling, jealousy and spanking?

Heyyyy anon! Absolutely. Love me some Angry!Mommy!Morticia 🥹 Thank you for the request!! Morticia (especially CZJ’s) deserves so much hype… Anyways, Hope you Enjoy ♥️

Projected Jealousy & Redistributed Anger ~Angry!Mommy!Morticia Addams xFem Young!Professor!Reader

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, spanking, strap-fucking, doggystyle sex, hair pulling, jealousy, little bit of angst, mommy kink, spanking kink, hair pulling kink, punishment/pain kink…?, etc.

Enjoy (;

You had met Morticia Addams on orientation day, when she brought her daughter, Wednesday, who would be going to the school and be your student.

Throughout the school year, when Morticia would come to visit her daughter, you two became a thing. More specifically, you became the woman’s plaything. Her secret love affair. With her daughters 22 year old professor.

Recently, the raven haired woman had come into town again with her family and this time her husband had gotten arrested. She was wound up tight. Nothing to do but wait. So she turned to you.

When your little fling with Morticia had started, you had showed her a few ways to get in the school without being noticed. So when the raven haired woman finally got away, she snuck into the school through one of the old underground tunnels. The tunnel came up on a corner right around your classroom. She knocked on the door to announce her presence, but today, she didn’t wait for your okay to come in.

You looked up from your work at the sound of the door slamming and then being locked. Your face brightened as you saw the raven haired goddess.

“Morticia…!” You exclaimed in a hushed tone, not wanting anyone to hear who was in your classroom.

Morticia stalked up to you, not answering at first, and instead trapping you in your chair with her arms. There was something fiery in her eyes.

“Morticia…? Are you alright…?” You whispered, going to cup her cheek but receiving a firm slap on the hand.

You looked at the woman bewildered.

“I saw you…” she seethed.

“I… what? Saw me?” You confusingly asked.

“Yessss.” She hissed, “I saw you with her, flirting with her…”

“With who??”

“Don’t play dumb with me, pet…” she jeered.

You gulped. Suddenly her words sent sparks to your core. You recognized this look in her eye. Morticia was angry…

“I… I’m sorry… I don’t know…” you stuttered, your face going red.

“Larissa Damnit!!” She growled, stamping her hands down hard on either side of your chair.

You jolted slightly.

“I didn’t… I wouldn’t… I…” you stuttered, when something hit you, “Wait… Are you jealous…?”

Morticia huffed in response, dramatically standing back up fully and walking back slightly with her arms crossed.

“Morticia, Larissa is my boss. Whatever you saw… it’s professional… nothing more…” you carefully explained.

Morticia didn’t meet your eye.

“Hey.” Your tone hardened, and you stood up to meet the woman’s gaze, “If you want to use me, fine. Fuck me. Punish me. Whatever you want, I’m yours. But don’t make this about me.”

Eventually Morticia nodded, took a deep breath, and kissed you swiftly and lovingly as an apology, before going over to your chair and sitting down.

“Bend over mommy’s lap, pet.” The raven haired woman wickedly purred.

Your breath hitched.

“Yes mommy…” you whimpered, scurrying to bend over and present yourself to the woman.

Your eyes widened as you felt a familiar bulge underneath you. She was packing… You shuddered as Morticia’s cool fingers ran up your legs as she scrunched your dress up. Once your bare ass was presented to the woman, the fun began…

She made you count after every slap. Your ass got redder and redder. Tears started to form in your eyes. Your arousal grew and grew, your panties already wetted through. And the entire time, Morticia ranted and jeered about her frustrations. Did they have anything to do with you? No. But you were more than happy to be her stress toy.

“Last one for mommy, pet…” Morticia purred.

You nodded vigorously.

*Smack!*

“GOD twenty Mommy—!!” You cried out in pleasurable pain.

“Let’s hope no one heard your pathetic cries, pet…” she chuckled wickedly.

Your lips trembled and mascara stains ran down your face, as you nodded lightly. The woman then picked you up and placed you in her lap. Her lips crashed into yours, exciting a whine from your lips.

“Quiet, pet…” the raven haired goddess growled.

Your breath hitched. Morticia took the opportunity to slip her tongue inside your wet cavern, exploring and ravaging your mouth.

“Sorry mommy…” you whispered.

You began squirming in the woman’s lap, so Morticia held you still by a tight grip on your thighs. When Morticia had had enough for the moment, she pulled away. You looked at the raven haired goddess in anticipation.

“Go to the bedroom. I want you naked and presenting yourself to me.”

“Yes mommy…”

You nodded vigorously, scurrying out of the raven haired woman’s lap and to your private quarters. You stripped down till you were nude and then sat yourself on the bed, waiting for your raven haired goddess.

Eventually, Morticia sauntered into the bedroom, closing and locking the door behind her. She then began to take off her own dress. You sat on your knees, watching the woman expectantly. As she removed her dress, her bulge became even more apparent… You gulped. When Morticia was just as naked as you, she stalked her way over to you. Her eyes were fiery and angry. Her stare only sent more sparks of arousal to your core.

“Present yourself to me on all fours, pet.” She growled.

Your breathing shallowed even more, you but your lip, and nodded eagerly.

“Yes mommy…” you whimpered, quickly turning around and getting on all fours for the woman.

You felt Morticia’s hand snake into your hair, as she pressed her plastic dick flush against your ass. Lining it up with your aching core, her lips ghosted the shell of your ear.

“What do you want, pet…?” She taunted.

“Want you to fuck me mommy…!” You whimpered.

“Then beg, sweet slut…” she growled, pulling on your hair.

You whimpered out in pleasurable pain.

“Please fuck me mommy please please fill my hole with your dick mommy please…!!!” You pled.

That seemed to be enough for the woman, as she suddenly thrusted her dick all the way into your throbbing cunt with no warning, pulling on your hair as the same time.

“Oh GOD FUCK—!!” You cried out.

“God’s not doing this, pet…” Morticia tauntingly purred, “Mommy is… And she doesn’t plan on stopping anytime soon…”

~~~

Morticia Addams Masterlist

[silly-comics]

I got a question or more, sorry if they is dumb it probably is, anyway

Anything New About The Comic That You Got Done Yet? Not Rushing

And that last ask got me wondering sorry if this is the dumbest question, but why do you ship killer x cross and Horror x dust? If you don't mind me asking

I have no problem with the ships they just seem off to me but that's my opinion so I just wanted to know why or your opinion on why you ship them?

Sorry if it's dumb I just wanna know

Back to the question this is the last one

What ships do you find gross or disturbing? I just want your look on things

Ik this is long I'm sorry-

I’m not gonna lie, I’ve been going through one of my depressive episodes and I typically fall out of drawing for months when those happen. So I haven’t really made any progress on the comic, which is what I know yall don’t wanna hear. School should be starting back up again sometime soon though and I’ll be forced to draw so I’ll probs get back into then.

For your second question:

I ship Killer X Cross because I think their dynamic would be interesting and a bit goofy. Killer being the bastard he is goes well with Cross who would balance him out and perhaps make less bad choices. On the other hand, Killer could teach Cross how to loosen up a bit and live a little. They can also both relate on the “I was once sharing a body with Chara” thing lol. Plus, I think Cross could maybe have the same end effect that Color would have on Killer in that if they were to realize that maybe being under Nightmares power isn’t so healthy, Cross could help steer Killer towards the path of freedom?

Horror x Dust is a little more tricky to explain. I feel it came more from a place of necessity rather than genuine love for each other? They got together to stabilize each other while under Nightmare, it was a way to cope. It’s a bit toxic with Horror’s constant paranoia/distrustfulness/anger issues and Dust’s apathy/indifference and the tendency to dissociate as well as major move swings. I like to think there’s a time where they eventually work this stuff out and can actually be together, I don’t think it’s realistic. At least without another outsiders help, like shipping Horror with Farm and Dust with Fell. If it was more of a poly, the other two could help stabilize Horror and Dust I feel.

I love angst and stuff but at the same time it makes my heart ache so much 😭 so these aren’t like the only pairings I like with the group. I like the idea of it being a poly of all of them, including Nightmare, with varying levels of closeness.

For the ships I find gross/disturbing: I feel like the obvious ones do not need to be named, so just the proship ones. I’m not usually the type to go on a rant about proshipping and stuff, so I’ll leave it at that.

If you’re asking what type of ships I personally dislike though, that answer is also a little boring as I don’t really mind what other people think as long as it’s not weird. Like, I’ll occasionally see something like Nightmare X Fresh and the most I’ll do is question where that idea came from. Good art is good art so you’ll get a like from me no matter the subject (besides the obvious boundaries).

Also, guys, you gotta stop apologizing cause I love ranting and answering your questions 🥺 you guys have been very kind

[heizouwtff]

𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻 - #𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲 𝘂𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝘆 𝘁𝗼𝘅𝗶𝗰 𝗯𝗳 !!

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ: you have been in a toxic relationship with scaramouche, and eventually he gets fed up with you so he breaks up with you. but he can't help but... miss you?

well, that would be too bad for him, considering you're starting to feel things for your dreamy best friend, cyno.

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“how fucking stupid can you get.” scaramouche spat out rudely, looking down at your crying body on your floor.

“so pathetic… always so pathetic…” he looked down at you for another moment before clicking his tongue. “i cannot stay here any fucking longer.” 

he glared a the door. “i’m gonna go get some fresh air.” he muttered, walking away from your weak pathetic self.

and as soon as he left you broke down into even more tears… you couldn’t help but wonder,

what did you do to deserve this?

nothing. scaramouche was just a dick and you were just too helpless to fight him… to fight for yourself.

you couldn’t even recognize him now to be honest…

where was the boy you once fell in love with? gone.

he ended up using you just like everyone else… and it was pathetic of you to even stay with him. 

pathetic. 

at least scaramouche was right about that, you were pathetic. 

***

today was your anniversary, marking two years with your darling scaramouche.

except this year there was no celebration, just another painful day filled with screaming and yelling. 

you doubted he even remembered it was your anniversary… whatever. 

“hey! [name]! get your head out of the clouds and look at me!” he yelled, glaring daggers at you. 

“sorry scara… i mean scaramouche.” 

he was about to continue talking when he stopped, letting out a shaky breath. 

“don’t ever call me that again…” 

you nodded… but your heart ached, you wanted to fight for that cute nickname that you so tenderly called him… when you were in love.

back then he would blush and be all giddy when you called him that… but now… things have changed. 

“anyways what was i saying…? oh yeah... about that doofus who ruined the lunch you made me.” 

he then continued talking, you didn’t bother listening though… it wasn’t worth it. 

you didn’t like hearing the voice of a man who you loved and hated far too much… 

***

months pass, and you thought things would change... but scaramouche remains the same, cold and heartless towards you.

you didn’t care about anything else, you just wanted to go back to a time when you were happy with him. you wanted to please him again...

you weren't even taking your own health and needs into mind anymore.

“are you even listening?! i said i want to break up with your dumb ass!!” you heard him screech.

oh… so that’s what he had been ranting about… you weren’t paying attention, again.

“oh…” you could feel your heart aching but you sighed. “alright let’s break up.” 

and without another word he began picking up his things and left… ah so this is what he had been packing up for.

you bit your lip, feeling the warm tears stream down your face… as you looked around the apartment you once shared.

it felt nice to finally be free from that monster… but it all felt so empty.

there was no scaramouche.

well… at least not your scaramouche.

notes ! if you would like to be added to the taglist, please ask on the masterlist post. thank you !!

taglist ! @inferisk0 @feiherp @beriiov @maxineshearts @evsolostheuniverse @zyphyrr @marvelly13-blog @Okauy @wateredfay @lazy-sanns @r0ttenhearts @gingerblxssxm @neigesprincess @mafuyuslover @wonderful-worlds

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[yunacoeur]

care - kim taerae

a/n: just a blurbie about taerae taking care of you after a long day of work!

zb1 | kim taerae, fluff and comfort, mention of food, he’s in love you’re in love, there’s literally nothing else just that 🫶

“oh baby,” he murmurs softly, in his tired and raspy voice as you walk in the door. he can just feel the tiredness and frustration radiating off of you, “come here,” his voice feels like a hug from across the room, warm and comforting. you set your stuff down and walk over to him with what little energy you have left and immediately collapse into his arms.

he catches you, obviously, wrapping him arms around you and patting his hand against your back soothingly, at a steady rhythm.

“everything sucks, tae,” you mumble. he can’t see you pout but he hears it in your voice and it pulls at his heart just a bit.

“i know, baby. i know,” he says, raising his hand up to pat your head, his fingers brushing through strands of hair, “it’s okay. you’re home now and it’s all over. i have food waiting for you and i picked out a movie i thought you’d like. let me take care of you.”

he knows it’s usually you taking care of him, and he likes it that way. he likes that you fix his hair and his clothes and make him snacks when he hasn’t ate all day and bring him water to his dance practices. he likes being yours because of how sweetly you treat him.

but he’ll always step up to care for you when you’re in need of some extra love and attention. it warms his heart to see your exhausted smile turn into an excited one. he’ll always care for you. that’s just what you do for each other.

you eat the food he ordered for you as you chat about your day, who pissed you off, what was the stupidest thing you heard, why you had to be there at all. he wishes he was successful enough to support you so you didn’t have to go through this every day. he’ll get there, and he’ll accredit you for everything.

“and it’s just so dumb because why would you put someone with no experience in the most important position while i have to pick up the slack? i’ll tell you why, it’s because they know i will because i’m a hard worker, those evil little-” you rant, but then stop when you make eye contact with him, “nevermind, sorry. i should stop thinking about it all.”

“we’ll do whatever you want. talk about whatever will make you feel better,” he smiles that pretty smile at you, and suddenly all those intense emotions are gone.

“then, can we watch that movie?” you ask, and how could he ever say no to you?

the movie ends up playing as background noise as he rubs your shoulders. you sit in between his legs with your back facing his chest, “you did great today, my love.”

“i just have to be so fake at work. i only feel like myself when i come home to you,” you say, venting your frustrations to him. he listens with open ears as he massages down your back.

“at least you’ll always be able to come home to me and unwind,” he kisses the top of your head when you lean back against him, grabbing his arms to wrap them around you. he giggles at your clinginess and tightens his hold, like he’s protecting you from the world.

“i always wanna come home to you,” you say with a yawn. he feels giddy just thinking about a future with you.

and as you fall asleep in his arms, laying against his chest, he doodles small designs on your back. hearts and smiley faces and stars and moons and suns. it’s mindless for him and comforting to you. he hums a couple melodies for you, and that’s enough to have you dozing off immediately.

and just a few moments later, “oh honey, i love you so much,” he says with a kiss to your temple, “i hope you wake up tomorrow well rested, and i hope you feel better and feel energized. i’m always gonna love you and take care of you, so you don’t have to worry about anything, okay? goodnight, my love,” he knows he’s talking to himself because you’re dead asleep, but as long as he says them out loud, albeit softly, he knows you heard him.

[musicalmoritz]

How can I change how I feel towards aoiaoi? Let me explain, they are both of my favorite characters, but seeing them together in a relationship makes me wanna puke /srs I feel it . Their relationship is so complicated... I would like to like them bc obviously will gonna be endgame, and I feel triggered when I see anything related to their ship 😞I understand the points of their dynamic but I just can't. Like. It... I like them platonic but romantic uhhhmmmn... I'll pass. I wouldn't say it's bc their relationship is toxic bc let's be honest, almost every tbhk ship is, also, they are so well written so. idk if I hate it bc I prefer other akane and aoi ships (terukane and aoinene) but I really would like some advice bc this hurts me seriously T_T my autistic ass can't stand it. Sorry if this dumb theme. I love your fics btw

Hello! This isn’t dumb at all, don’t worry. I totally understand this, there are some ships that I get but for some reason they make me uncomfortable so I tend to stay away from them. I know I rant a lot about people mischaracterizing AoiAoi but I never intend for that to come off as “you have to like them.” The ship isn’t for everyone so don’t feel pressured to like them if they aren’t your thing!! If it makes you uncomfortable you’re better off focusing on the things you enjoy, there’s no harm in not liking a ship :)

But if you really do want to try and like them (with them being canon and all), I would recommend reading some analyses from fans who properly understand their characters. I’m pretty sure it’s widely agreed that @/mari.lair has the best AoiAoi + Terukaneaoi analysis in this fandom, so I would definitely recommend checking their account out. Even if you already understand them, reading about their good points might give you a more positive outlook on the ship. Fan fiction is another good way for a ship to grow on you, I honestly wouldn’t be as passionate about Aoi//nene as I am today without all the amazing fanfics I read of them. Unfortunately there aren’t many AoiAoi fics but I have seen some cute ones. And other content like fan art/edits/etc. might help change your perspective

I’d like to reiterate though, don’t feel pressured to like them if they aren’t your thing! People tend to get overprotective of the ship because it’s so hated but the fact is, no ship is going to appeal to 100% of people. AoiAoi might just not be for you, and that’s okay

I hope some of this advice helped, and I’m glad to hear you like my fics ty ty🥰

[cafffine]

god the barbie movie i knooooowww like i do not understand what the people who rave about it are seeing. like even structurally it's not good!! the writing was so heavy handed and obvious with what it Wanted To Say i felt like it was treating me like a child being taught to share for the first time; the daughter was basically nothing after getting her "lol look how cringe and inflammatory high school sjw girls are, calling everything fascist" line and then "look "she's sooooo much nicer when she learns to Accept Femininity and get rid of her gross baggy black clothes"; the executives bit was so weird and just like abruptly dealt with and ended without really any action by the characters; america ferrera's monologue was just made me go "yeah, and..." like misogyny isn't fixed by just telling women they're being oppressed and then they can use their Feminine Wiles to Trick Men and fix it

it felt like something that wanted to be campy and lovably cheesy and self aware but it was so shallow it did not have nearly enough substance behind it to say anything that makes the cheesiness bearable

You’re so right about all of this. The longer I think about it the more angry I am about the way the ‘real world’ men were written. Like ok fine! The Kens are just goofy and dumb because they’re not ‘real men’ they’re just concepts they’re just Kens, but why are the real life men who live and enforce the patriarchy ALSO goofy and harmless??? Why did they get to stay in charge at the end? Why did they have to ‘approve’ the concept of a ‘normal barbie’ and why did their approval only rest on the idea that a normal barbie would make money? Why did they never face any repercussions? What are the consequences of their oppression?? Oh haha don’t worry. They just want to tickle each other don’t worry about it.

Women are still products by the end of this, the men at the top get a happy ending where they give up nothing and continue to profit off women, Ken is finally willing to end his reign of patriarchy once Barbie preforms emotional labor for him, race is hardly even touched on except to be like ‘haha lol see we called her white savior barbie because she’s a white savior’! Ok! And??? The woman who created Barbie is a ghost!! She’s a ghost who sits in a kitchen!!!!

I’m ranting sorry 😭 but genuinely this movie let me down on so many fronts, I’m grateful to hear that there’s people who share my insanity.

[simnostalgia]

can’t lie dude there’s a massive difference between somebody having a photo of their teen sim in an underwear and “proship” where people openly support incestuous and pedophilic relationships. between you and me (and i’m saying this on anon bc i don’t want to get involved with any of this 😭) all of this is dumb but there’s a massive difference between falsely accusing somebody over THE SIMS and somebody who thinks it’s fine to look at art of a grown ass adult fucking a child because it’s fiction. your concerns are valid but you’re getting that mess of discourse mixed in with this for nothing. had a fun time on your blog while it lasted tho

super long rant but...

I've said this before and people got mad at me but like... I don't disagree with anything you're saying honestly. Like, OBVIOUSLY a full grown adult shouldn't be fucking a child. That's FUCKED UP.

But I mean, clearly the people who said that didn't think so? I mean, isn't that sort of the problem with this sort of thinking? Everyone thinks that THEIR extremely specific idea of what is and is not reasonable to assume is the right one.

I mean, take furries for instance. Doesn't anyone find it weird that we don't target furries that way? I mean, you may argue that "Well, anthro animals DON'T exist so we're not worried about protecting them" But we've seen SEVERAL groups of furries that have actually ended up being active zoophiles but not many groups of fanfic writers who were actually pedophiles working as some sort of cabal.

Like, I'm not trying to throw furries under the bus. But why do we all assume that we understand that it's harmless as they understand the difference between fiction and reality?

I'm not arguing that it's RIGHT or WRONG, I'm arguing that there seems to be no cohesion in what most of the 'progressive sphere' regards as being kosher.

Why is it that we assume someone writing that sort of fiction is some sort of deviant and not just someone who want to see the actors portraying those characters together and yet assume differently for any other kink?

I think there is an ulterior motive to cause bouts of accusations and recrimination in queer spaces and that young queer people were wrong made to believe that this would benefit them, when really this rhetoric just feeds alt-right orgs like Gays Against Groomers.

They know what they're doing. And many progressives in our spaces don't want to hear it because accusations have become a good way to get rid of those you don't like with flimsy evidence and even flimsier arguments. Once someone asked me to help them get rid of @blueheavensims because he was making poseboxes that were 'kind of rapey' and when I was like "'would you be willing to help me contact that advertisers for hunter420x's website, who has actual animations of children being molested" she was like "no, sorry".

and while I'm not naming names, this is someone that many of you know and respect as a simmer with 'good values'.

This isn't about what you should and shouldn't be allowed to write because honestly that was never the issue. It was about giving young progressives the rhetorical tools to destroy themselves for petty interpersonal drama while the right reaps the reward of figuring out how to get queers to accuse THEMSELVES of being pedophiles by co-opting progressive language.

Everytime I see a 20 year old with a 'dni proship' i assume its someone who would spit on an actual SA victim before helping them. You just pretend to care about this shit because it makes you feel like a better person when you're trying to ruin someone's life.

TL;DR: Write whatever the fuck you want. The people who will get mad at you generally care less about you doing it than how it looks. They'll tear down the person who said something they don't like over the actual powerful pederast every time. It's all performative bullshit.

Like, it's not that hard to see what most of you are doing, you're NOT that slick.

[your-gay-grandma]

Sorry I have to rant for a minute because it’s past midnight and I’m stupid and crying and idk what’s wrong with me. I feel like such a failure. Like idk who I am anymore. I feel like I used to be this person who did big and scary things even when I was scared and nervous and now I just feel like I’m shutting down and second guessing myself so much more now and like how can I ever move or get a better job or do basically anything if I can’t even go on a stupid trip by myself? You know? And I know it’s dumb and normally I try not to listen to intrusive thoughts past 9 but like it’s been bothering me for so long. Like idk who I am anymore. Like why can’t I do things on my own anymore? I was terrified about law school but I did it anyway. I was terrified about taking the lsats and I picked myself back up when I didn’t do great the first time and did what I had to do and now? Now idk what’s going on with me. Now everything I do I end up second guessing and I don’t want to or can’t take risks because I’m scared of everything and it’s so stupid and I’m sorry I feel like I can’t talk about this with anyone else and Ik know it’s not like a big deal in the grand scheme of life but like why can’t I do these things anymore? Like what’s wrong with me? Every time I try and do something I’m scared and wondering about how it’s going to work out and if it’s a mistake and ugh I hate this shit

oh my love, sending you the biggest of virtual hugs.

i know my response is delayed and for that i apologise! but to you or anyone who it may help, let me try to offer some reassurance.

fear is so normal and healthy. it is telling you that you are human and alive and all your instincts are in top working order!

your fear is your body telling you that something might present danger or risk. it’s so important to be in tune with your body so i’m proud of you for hearing its signals.

the trouble is, we can’t always trust them.

i struggle with anxiety. what i tend to do when i am fearing something - particularly a big change or adjustment - is to ask myself why i am afraid. is the potential risk something that will matter in 5 minutes, days, weeks or years? is the outcome you fear realistic? talk it through with someone you trust and someone who won’t judge you for your fear. or otherwise write it down or say it out loud, think on it and then decide.

fear is normal and you should listen to your body and be kind to it and its instincts. it only has your best interests at heart but sometimes, it pays to test those limits a little!

sending you so much love

[skuppo]

hi hi!! i’m not sure if this is THE skuppo from AO3 but this is me shooting my shot anyways 😮‍💨

BUT my question to you: is hawks gonna start catching feels for suzu?!?!

i think i saw a previous comment that you made a few chapter ago saying that he might??? but idk!! i can’t remember 😭 that would absolutely drive dabi BALLSTIC (i can’t wait to see him implode with jealousy LOL) and i honestly love hawks so much that i hope this is the case 🥸 because to me, hawks and dabi are literally the same people but different fonts LMFAOOOO

orrrrr bakugo or todoroki start catching feelings for her?!?! she’s literally their age!! (and a lot of us are speculating that she might attend UA 👀)

ahhh okok i’m sorry for asking so many questions 😭 i know you don’t want to spoil anything but i love hearing your rants and miss you!!! ok byeeee 🩷

IT IS ME! Hi, hello! 👋👋���💖 ON TO THE (SORT OF SPOILERY BUT PROLLY WAY MORE BLUE-BALLSY) ANSERRRRR:

(Man tho, imagine if it wasn't me, and there were just two people named Skuppo out and about losing their respective shits over the Dabbster and somehow we had not met or did not know about each other! Glad to see AU-Tumblrverse!me still has good taste… the good taste being just liking Dabi LOL 😌)

ALSO LOL 😭😭 THESE QUESTIONS ARE SO SPOILERIFIC AHHH 😭 I feel like I'm already really prone to spoiling a lot in my comments, though LORD KNOWS I TRY TO KEEP SOME AIR OF MYSTERY GOING ON, but I just get so dumb kinds of excited to talk about my silly headcanons for my story!

WHICH I AM HAVING THAT ISSUE NOWWWWW. I don't wanna spoil anything, BUUUUT, I will give a hint: having grown up playing a lot of dating sims/games with dating sim elements, I've always been partial to the LOVE ASTERISK, which is something my best friend and I jokingly came up with (tho I'm sure someone else invented it before us!) Imagine the typical love triangle, where two people like one person, or sometimes it's like a chain… or whatever…

Soooooo, by contrast a love asterisk is like, all the different parts of the asterisk come and meet in the middle because EVERYONE likes the person in the middle to some degree or another! I've always loved stories like that! 🤡

Not that I'm gonna get… TOO out of hand… I hope!! I guess that's really subjective! 😭💀 BUT, hopefully that helps answer your question at least a little vaguely!

A lot of people have made some very correct guesses on things, though! (Also Hawks is absolutely like the third most important character to the story, so he has a loooot of weight to him. And, I mentioned this in my comments, so it's fair to mention now: Bakugou does show back up! I did NOT mention this in my comments, but I will ALSO say this: Shouto does, too!

AAAAAND, aside from the love asterisk thing, I ALSO LOVE VERY JEALOUS POSSESSIVE LUNATICS. Which is how I'm writing Dabi, LOL. Bro gonna be losing his miiiiiind 😭 he deserves it (and worse) but I also love him, so I feel bad for him… but what is writing if not to make all our faves sufferrrrrrrr 😌

Thanks for hitting me up, though! Getting tumblr asks is kind of exciting LOL 🥹🥹👹💖

[limeade-l3sbian]

sorry yea meant to write twd, as in the walking dead 😭 english isn’t my first language so i often accidentally replace w with v without thinking since we don’t really use w where i’m from lmao

anyways my rant was that rick x michonne was done so dirty. they were both my favorite characters so a romance between the two SHOULD have felt epic for me, but it just fell flat. rick went from being deranged and infatuated with that blonde lady who he knew for all of two seconds with the abusive husband one second and then, with no lead up beyond their friendship and great ability to work together, the next second rick and michonne are having a romantic moment, which correct me if i remember wrong, immediately led to sex and then the next day they were just an item??? and like i know the show ain’t a romance show. i’m prolly dumb for fixating rn. but it annoyed me so bad bc it felt sooo rushed. here we have pivotal characters with loads of interactions, but the show didn’t think it would be a good idea to like build some romance before just jumping us all with it? the way the pacing was done made it seem like rick just settled for michonne bc blonde lady was with her husband and i dunno. i wanted something more epic for michonne 😭 either that or just leave the romance out. like it wasn’t necessary? they could have had a continued great partnership without it being romantic in my eyes.

OH YOU ARE CORRECT ANON, LET'S TALK ABOUT IT.

No, TWD is not a romance show but it does have romantic elements. We get glimpses into their lives. It is, in fact, a facet of the show. Retaining the aspects of what it means to be human while fighting and dealing with grosser and grosser looking walkers.

That whole romance with Jessie was so rushed and such bullshit. I genuinely don't know what they were thinking. There should have been more moments of side glances between Michonne and Rick and if they were deadset on having Jessie (blonde woman) be a sort of character who has the offer of romance to Rick, we should have seen him be conflicted.

Why conflicted? He and Michonne aren't even an item. They've never seen shared words with one another that could be mistaken for a second as romantic. And Jessie is beautiful, so why is hesitating? Why did he think of Michonne the moment Jessie tries to kiss him? He leaves the house but swears to Jessie that its not her fault, he just has to get up early tomorrow morning to meet with Deanna (it's a lie).

The next few days, we see him and Michonne, the de facto sheriffs of Alexandria spending more time together. Maybe Deanna makes a passive comment that can't be determined to be intentional or genuinely inquiring. She says something like, "That Michonne is a tough one. A lot of strength in those eyes. I can see why you two are so drawn to each other." Rick turns to her, a tempered look of incredulity on his face as he says, "We're not..." He pauses, as Deanna raises a natural thin, brow, waiting for him to finish his sentence. Rick holds her gaze, unsure if she was implying something or if, again, she had truly misconstrued a situation that he himself could not define.

He glances down, sniffing a moment before grunting, "It's not like that."

Deanna changes the subject, transitioning with a simple, "At any rate..."

But the conversation stays with Rick. It frames every conversation that he has with Michonne after that moment. Every time Michonne looks at him, he hears his conflicted statement: "It's not like that."

When he sees Jessie again, she apologizes for crossing a line. He nods, but he doesn't say anything.

And then blah blah blah all the plot shit, Michonne and Rick have their time in front of the fire and kiss.

[lamborghinitoothpull]

This is just me rating the jackass/cky crew member from one to five with how much I would get along with them (2000s edition obviously. It also includes unofficial members too):

Bam:

-3/5

-i think we have similar humour (very cryptic humour) and taste in general

-it’s weird that I gave him a higher rating bc I think he’s a huge asshole sometimes lol but we’re both huge fangirls and us fangirls gotta stick together okayyyy??!!?!!

Johnny:

-4/5

-the constant pranks would genuinely piss me off since he doesn’t know when to stop but we would be super chill with each other

-johnny is super easy going so I wouldn’t feel intimidated or anything

Raab:

-5/5 no doubt!!!!

-he’s an angel honestly

Stephanie:

-5/5

-she’s the coolest girl on earth and I would like to think we would be bffs hehe

Chris:

-2/5

-I love Chris but I do think we would argue a lot

-we both talk without really thinking so we would misunderstand each other all the fucking time omg

-plus our energies seem too different or maybe too similar I can’t tell

-I really want to be delusional and be like “we would be BFFs 😍😍!!!!” But I can’t sadly…..

Dico:

-4/5

-I can see us playing video games together and just chilling in silence

-it would feel super relaxed around him

Novak:

-1/5

-I don’t hate him

-we’re too different

Ryan:

-5/5

-I actually believe me and Ryan would be great friends

-like I can actually see us having those deep ass talks at like 3 am while high as shit

-also we would get each other out of our comfort zones which is a plus <3

Preston:

-2/5

-HES SO FUNNY SO SO FUNNY BUT I THINK WE WOULDNT BE CLOSE AT ALL

-he scares me sometimes

Dave:

-3/5

-things would be cool between us but I defo sense tension between us

-it’s not from a malicious place though

-maybe it’s difference in personality?? Idk

-but he’s a rad guy and is effortlessly funny

Steve o:

-2/5

-this one is painful for me bc steve o is my fave (apart from ehren and stephanie)

-I’d hate his guts lowkey like he’s just too much for me

Ehren:

-5/5!!!!

-now hear me out!! I know it sounds super biased bc he’s my fave and all but I really do think we would click very quickly

-is he annoying?? Yes. But I can be more annoying than him

-we would probably take a bunch of roadtrips together and do crazy shit

-I would also protect him I’m sorry actually no I am not apologising for being an ehren mcghehey apologist!!! He deserves some love and I’m gonna gladly give it to him I do not care!!!!!

-I see a lot of myself in ehren and I probably shouldn’t be proud of that but fuckkkkk like he really is like me!!!

-we can’t spell for shit, dumb asf,

RAKE F’KING YOHN:

-5/5

-I would not understand a word he would say to me but I have a huge soft spot for nerds </3

-i want him to rant to me about chemistry

Wee man:

-5/5

-it’s literally wee man hellooooooo???!?!!!

Jeff:

-5/5

-he’s hot

Jess:

-5/5

-I want him so bad like I would not act normally around him

-like I would constantly hype him up and praise everything he does

-I hate using this word be yeah fuck it I would simp for him

-honestly what is there to not like about Jess????? He’s THE dreamy drummer bf cmon now

Okay I’m forgetting a few other people but I’m tired and soooooo over this!!! Idk why I did this in the first place lmfao gn mwahhhh </3