#Literally who cares?? Let him be whoever he wants and stop being weird about it.

[astro-b-o-y-d]

Nobody tell this website that egg jokes aren't annoying because the concept of someone potentially being a trans woman instead of a feminine man is somehow bad (it's not in the slightest and if that does turn out to be the case, said woman should be treated with nothing but respect in terms of her gender identity). They're annoying because you do not know that person and misgendering anyone is rude and even if you're right, that's not anyone's business but theirs and you're still misgendering them now.

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Private Session

Part one, Part Two , Part Three

Summary: Rafe likes to watch reader while she works as a stripper. He asks for a private session in which he'll pay a large amount for her time. Rafe takes her home and uses her however he pleases.

Pairings: Stripper!Reader X obsessive!Rafe

Warnings: Rafe is obsessive of reader. Reader is a stripper. Mention of drugs (Rafe does coke), Rafe's an ass, choking, p in v, unprotected sex, bondage, language, slight degradation, slight praise, oral (both m and f receiving), fingering. SMUT SMUT SMUT!

Word Count: 5.9k

Author Note: Hey babes! I got this idea from this GIF , like just imagine he's sitting in the strip club throwing dollar bills at you like that. UGH I need him so bad. But anyways, this fic is NOT fully proofread for errors, and I was a little fried while writing this and it's literally almost 3 am right now, but I wanted to get this posted. If you see any errors please feel free to correct me kindly! Thanks!

I promise I will work on The Watcher; I just got a bit stuck. Thank you guys for reading, I hope you enjoy! I love you all and stay freaky!

Credits: GIF from this post

You don’t hate your job, but it’s definitely not the most respected profession out there. You can’t really hate the one thing that makes you money, pretty damn good money too. What can you say, you’re good at your job. You do however hate the assholes who come in nearly every night just to get on your nerves, well more like asshole. 

Rafe Cameron loves to come in and watch you. He’ll stare for hours, just admiring you. Sometimes he’s with a few other guys from figure eight, but usually comes in alone. Honestly it’s when he comes in alone that he’s really bad. Since he can direct all his focus on you shamelessly. Rafe’s especially awnry when Barry, your boss, comes to hang out with him. Your boss is normally quite fair when it comes to his dancers; always making sure they’re not being mistreated by customers. But Rafe? Rafe has a free pass to do whatever the hell he wants to whoever. And unluckily for you, you seem to be the only one of Barry’s girls that he’s interested in. He never does so much as look at any of the other dancers when you’re around, he only cares about you. You thought it was flattering at first, but now it’s just weird.

When you see him come in tonight you sigh, still keeping up your performance on stage. God, it’s definitely going to be a long night. You’ve already had enough crap for the day, now for Rafe Cameron to waltz into the club when you’re only halfway through your shift, this is just great. God must really have it out for you.

Rafe hadn’t known you were working tonight, so he’s pleasantly surprised when he sees you on your stage as he walks to the back room to find Barry. Once he disappears into the back room with Barry, you forget about him and continue on with your routine per usual. 

A while later, you see Rafe finally emerging from the back room, making his way back through the crowd of horny, drunk men and topless women. You see him shove a small bag into his pocket as he walks into view. His demeanor is different now; even cockier than before, if that’s possible. And his eyes are bloodshot, pupils extremely dilated. 

Just keep walking. You think to yourself as you collect bills from your stage floor. Just keep walking.

But of course, Rafe stops near the front end of your stage, taking a seat. He gets comfortable, slouching back in his chair, his legs spread wide and his arms crossed over his chest as he stares up at you.

You try not to let your annoyance show as you continue dancing. Rafe watches you silently; occasionally tossing $1’s and $5’s onto the stage; only sticking to the small bills for now. Not because he’s cheap, but because he likes to take his time; build it up over time. He only throws a few at a time, so he can watch you bend over and pick up the cash however many times he wants.

You lean down to pick up the newest bills he just tossed down for you. You look at him, flashing him a flirty smile as you do with all paying customers. He shoves his wallet back into his jeans and looks up, making eye contact with you. He flashes a smirk that’s almost…charming? But, you know better than to fall for that. No matter how pretty he is, you know better.

A bit later, you take a short break from the pole to make your rounds around the club and see if you have any customers interested in your services. You hate it when it’s busy. Well, stripper you loves it when it’s busy because it means more money. But you, you hate the loud crowds of drunken perverts and frat boys; you felt so exposed. Which, you should because you’re hardly wearing anything. But, you just feel too vulnerable. You liked the calmer nights when the crowd was smaller; you feel more in control that way. And fuck is it packed tonight. You can barely move through the people, and you can hardly hear anything besides the loud music and obnoxious cat calls. This is why you don’t usually work on saturday nights; you’re just doing one of the other girls a favor and covering her shift. 

Accidentally, you bump your shoulder into somebody while on your way back to the stage. You don’t think anything of it and just keep walking until you feel a hand on your wrist. Immediately you turn back, pulling your wrist away. You’re not surprised to find that it was Rafe you had bumped into you. 

“Hey, y’think I can get a private show?” He asks, his emotions unclear as he steps closer so he can hear you. 

“Sorry sir, no rooms are available.” You say with a sensual laugh and a bright smile, no matter how badly you want to just roll your eyes and walk away. But you can’t. You must remain professional. Rafe bites his lip, taking yet another step closer. He leans in to whisper into your ear. 

“That’s not what I mean.” He keeps his mouth next to your ear.” You can hear his breathing as you think of a response. 

“Can’t, sorry. I don’t do that, I’m not a fucking hooker.” You bite back, beginning to walk away again.

But Rafe quickly retorts, “doesn’t matter, both mean you’re just a fucking slut. Fuckin’ whore.” He spits. He tries to grab your wrist again and fails, grabbing your hand instead. He lets out a jagged breath, tugging you closer. “Come on. I’ll give you one thousand for two hours.” You’re shocked at his generosity, but like you said, you’re not a hooker. You don’t sell that part of you. Especially not to this asshole. 

You don’t get the chance to respond before Barry is walking over to the two of you. “There a problem?” You sigh a breath of relief when Rafe drops your hand. But when you look at Barry, you realize he’s not asking you.

“Yeah, this fuckin’ bitch don’t know how to listen.” Rafe gestures to you.

Barry nods, taking in Rafe’s words. He steps over to you, placing a hand on your shoulder and leading you a few steps away to talk to you. “What's he want?” Your boss asks, trying to gauge the situation. It doesn’t help that he’s also been doing some lines in the back room.

“He wants to take me home. I told him I’m not a hooker.” You explain, hoping he’ll side with you.

“Well maybe for tonight you are. You know why that is, sweetheart?”

You look down as you speak. “‘Cause we listen to what Mr. Cameron says.” You recite his rule. 

“One night, just go with him. I bet he’ll pay big.” Barry pleads, not really giving you much option. 

You argue, “Yeah, and you’re just gonna take 50%.” 

“How ‘bout this. You listenin’?” You nod, looking up at him as he speaks. “You do this, you get to keep 75%.”

You think for a moment before responding. “Seventy-five percent of all my earnings.” You demand, causing Barry to chuckle. 

Barry knows you’re stubborn, and he knows he can’t legally force you to go with Rafe. So hesitantly, he gives in and accepts your deal. “Fine, fine ‘aight, seventy-five percent of everything you make.” 

You reach out to shake his hand. He holds onto it for a moment longer than is necessary, looking into your eyes, smiling a grimy smile; his gold tooth shining as the low club lighting hits it just right. “Now go get to fuckin’”, he laughs, letting go of your hand. You roll your eyes and as you turn your back to him he gives you a slight nudge back towards Rafe’s direction. 

Re-approaching Rafe, you compose yourself. “One thousand for one hour.” You negotiate, your expression making it clear that you won’t be taking no for an answer. You know he has the money, and he’s clearly willing to spend it on you.

Rafe takes his bottom lip in between his teeth, attempting to contain his amused smile. “That wasn’t the deal.” He takes a step towards you. Your demanding expression doesn’t falter as you continue to stare at him silently. He huffs out a chuckle, nodding his head and licking his bottom lip. “Okay, fine. One thousand for one hour of your time. But, anything that goes over an hour is free. And trust me, you’re gonna be begging for more.” 

“Right, sure I will.” You say sarcastically.

Rafe ignores your words. “So do we have a deal?”

“Yeah,” you sigh. “Deal.”

Rafe wastes no time in taking your hand, leading you to the back room. You pass by the private rooms, seeing that one had opened up. You stop walking, making Rafe look back at you with a confused expression, waiting for your reason.

“There’s a room open…” You speak, looking over at the open door.

“I already told you, not here. That’s not what I’m paying for.” Rafe turns, pulling you behind him. He leads you into the back room, waiting for you to get your stuff from your locker. You slip some clothes over your lingerie, not wanting to go outside nearly naked. After grabbing your bag, you follow Rafe out the back door and to his truck. 

His demeanor seems to be more neutral now, rather than being plain mean. Nervously on the drive over to figure eight, you spew out words. “I don’t usually do this.” You say, looking over at Rafe. Rafe doesn’t bother looking at you, he just stares straight out at the road in front of him. You can tell he doesn’t believe you. “Really. I never go home with random guys like this. I never even have se–”. You cut yourself off, already having spilt too much. You curse yourself. 

When you’re working, you can keep a strong, dominant attitude and be more confident because it’s all just a part of your character. You can be anyone on stage, you don’t have to be yourself. But as soon as you’re outside of the club, you’re just an anxious fucking mess. Which probably has to do with why you hardly have a sex life. 

Rafe looks over to you, occasionally glancing back out at the road. His expression almost makes it seem like he’s actually listening to you; like he cares. You shake that thought out of your head and try to remind yourself that he doesn’t care about what you’re saying, he’s just paying you for sex. 

“Wait, so you’re saying that you’re a stripper and a virgin?” He asks, his eyes narrow with confusion, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

You laugh. “No! I never said I was a virgin.” You explain.

Rafe smiles when he hears you laugh, not being able to keep his eyes off of your beautiful smile. He doesn’t think he’s ever heard you laugh before. A real laugh, not the fake, flirty ones you flash to the guys at the club while working. It’s one of the sweetest sounds he’s ever heard.

“So, what then?” He genuinely asks. You’re shocked with the amount of effort he seems to be putting into this conversation, you never took him for much of a talker. 

“I don’t know…I just don’t get many chances I guess.” You say honestly, unsure why you’re sharing this with him of all people. You hate him.

“Bullshit.” Adds Rafe. “You’re a stripper.”

“Okay yeah, I’m a stripper, but that’s ‘cause I need the money. I don’t go home with the guys from the club, well…usually.” You pause for a moment. “...that’s just my job. Outside of the club I get to be myself…and I don’t know, it’s just different.”

“You’re afraid people won’t like who you really are?” His words take you by surprise, making your words get stuck in your throat.

You eventually manage to choke out a response. “Yeah, I…I guess so.” Rafe just nods. Not wanting to admit it, but he gets what you mean. You both sit in a comfortable silence the rest of the way to his place.

Arriving at Tanneyhill, Rafe parks the truck in his driveway and he quickly hops out, rounding the front of the truck and opening your door, allowing you to step out. He leads you up to the front door, grabbing his keys from his pocket and unlocking it, following you inside before shutting the door behind you two. 

You take a few steps down the hall, observing the room around you. Now that you’re seeing his home, you wish you tried to get even more money out of him. “C’mon”, he mumbles from behind you. Rafe grabs your duffel bag from you and walks in front of you, leading you upstairs to his bedroom. He sets the bag on a small couch in his room, turning around to look at you. He looks you up and down, admiring your body. His skin crawls with anticipation of what’s to come. He’s finally gonna get to do all the things he’s been dying to do to you since the first time he saw you at the club.

Rafe moves to sit on the bed, patting his lap without saying another word. You know what he wants. Slowly you make your way over to him, straddling his lap so that you’re facing him; your knees on the bed on either side of his legs. For a brief moment, you both stare at each other, getting momentarily lost in one another’s eyes. 

Carefully he places his hand on your face, cupping your jaw. His movements are slow and calculated as he leans in, enveloping your lips with his own. The kiss is slow and tender, everything you weren’t expecting. 

You pull back just enough to look over at the clock on his nightstand, noting the time in your head. You breathlessly mutter to him, “your hour starts now.” You can see him staring at your lips and without warning he leans in, kissing you. This time, he’s not being so gentle. 

Things escalate quickly; clearly he doesn’t want to waste any time with you. Rafe stands up, holding you while not breaking the kiss, he turns the two of you around and lays you on your back, crawling over you. His lips leave yours as he starts to kiss and suck at your neck, eventually finding your ear. Rafe takes your ear between his teeth, gently nipping at it. The feeling of his teeth grazing your skin sends a chill throughout your body. 

He gently whispers, “I’m gonna do what I want, but you just tell me if it’s too much, alright? Let me know if you want me to stop.” He presses a soft kiss to your ear as you nod.

“Mhm.” You mumble, acknowledging his words.

“No.” He shakes his head, “Say it.”

You oblige, looking at him as you speak. “I’ll tell you to stop if I need to.”

Rafe smirks. “Good girl.” He wastes no time before his lips come crashing onto yours again; somehow even more passionately than the last. 

A soft moan escapes your lips, only making him get even rougher. He kisses you sloppily, his tongue making sure to explore every bit of your mouth. He hovers over you, one hand pressing into the mattress beside your head, holding himself up. And with his free hand, he begins to slide off your shirt. 

You try to help him get you out of your shirt by maneuvering yourself around as best you can underneath him. Once your shirt is off, very little is left to the imagination in your work top, which is just a very lacy piece of lingerie. His hand then works at the button on your shorts, once he’s got that undone he starts tugging them off of you, tossing it to his floor. Once you’re in your little work ‘outfit’, he takes a moment to admire you up close. 

He’s seen you in skimpy little things like this before, he needs to see the rest of you; all of you. He starts to try and get you out of your lingerie, but there’s too many straps and clips, he can’t get you out of it quick enough. He starts to get frustrated, pausing your kiss as he leans back trying to get a good look at what he’s working with. Rafe’s impatience gets to him and he mumbles a quick “fuck this” just before ripping the thin fabric right off of you. 

You let out an involuntary gasp, causing him to look at your face which has an annoyed expression. This was one of your new outfits for work and he just ruined it. 

He leans in and presses a soft, wet kiss to your slightly parted lips. “Calm down, I’ll pay for it.” You don’t get a change to respond before he’s pulling the damaged fabric off of you, tossing it onto the floor as well. “Fuuckk, baby.” He mutters, running his free hand down your bare skin, tracing the shape of you as he admires your bare body. “Oh my god,” he whispers, almost inaudibly. “So fucking beautiful.” His mouth finds your chest, immediately latching onto one of your nipples; he sucks at it until he eventually pulls off to give attention to your other breast. His eyes are trained up on you, watching as your head tilts back in pleasure. 

Rafe pulls his mouth off with a pop! He stands up from the bed, walking over to his dresser. He opens up the top drawer, taking something out and coming back to you. You see a bundle of rope in his hands, your eyes widen in surprise. You hadn’t expected to be into all that. He really had this planned out. Your excitement builds; the wetness between your legs growing. Rafe sees the thoughts going on in your head.

He tries to reassure you, “relax, it’s fine, m’gonna take real good care of you baby.” He instructs you to scoot up towards the headboard of his bed. Quickly and skillfully, he ties your wrists to the bed, making sure it’s not tight enough to cause pain and not loose enough for you to slip out. You’re not sure how you feel about being tied up and against your will, it definitely leaves you very vulnerable; very out of control. However, for some reason you feel like you can almost trust him. Because so far, since leaving the club, he’s been very tentative and reassuring, even gentle at times. Which is not at all what you had expected from Rafe Cameron. 

Soon, his mouth is on you, his tongue lapping up your arousal. You struggle against your restraints, feeling like you need to grip onto something. Your hips try to run from him, only causing him to grab ahold of your thighs, keeping you in place. 

“F-fuuck…” You whine.

Rafe mumbles against your cunt and you can feel the vibrations in your core. As his tongue fucks you ruthlessly, you find it hard to keep quiet, a sea of moans escaping from your lips.

“Feel good, hm? You like that?” You pout at the loss of his mouth on you, causing him to chuckle before resuming his actions. His tongue circles your clit, only stopping to suck on it. The heat is building in your lower stomach, almost getting unbearable.

“Ohhh…shitshitshitshitshit” You almost scream. “Fuck! Oh fuck Rafe. Please, please don’t…don’t stop.” Rafe pulls back, “told you you’d be begging.” Your hips buck up, chasing after his mouth, missing the feeling of his tongue. But ultimately, Rafe obeys, his mouth continuing its ministations on you. He adds a finger to the mix, slowly tracing up and down your entrance as he sucks at your clit. He slides his long digit inside of you without warning, thrusting it in and out, curling it up to hit the spongy spot deep inside you. “Fuck,” You cry. “I…fuck. G-gonna cum, Rafe!” Your wrists tug against the rope; hurting just a bit, making you whimper in pain. Though you’re distracted by the feeling of your orgasm creeping in. 

Rafe hears your cry and he can tell it’s different from your other moans. His head snaps up from between your legs, making you miss his warm, wet mouth on you. He continues his earlier actions, adding a second finger in you, trying to stretch you out as much as he can; to prepare you for him. Your legs wrap around his head as the barrier in your stomach finally breaks, letting your excruciatingly good orgasm wash over you.

He slowly works you down from your high, pulling his fingers out from you, making you squeeze around nothing, your body hating the absence of him. His tongue continues to lap up all your juices. Then he begins to kiss his way back up your body. When he meets your lips, he kisses you tenderly again, letting you taste yourself on his lips. While kissing you, his hands work on freeing your wrists. He sees the red marks they had left, feeling proud yet also feeling a bit bad for causing you pain. “You did so good…” He praises.

You tug his shirt up over his head and run your hands down his toned chest, still attempting to catch your breath from earlier. Then you work at his belt, tossing it aside and pulling off his pants, also tossing them aside. Now that he’s left in just his boxers, you sit up. You get Rafe to lay down where you had been. Using the same rope to tie his wrists to the bed; though you’re not too confident in your knot-tying abilities and you’re unsure if it’ll be able to contain him. 

“W-what are you doing?” He asks almost nervously. Rafe hadn’t been expecting for you to take charge of him, usually that doesn’t happen to him. He pulls against his restraints a bit, quickly finding out the pain that comes with. 

“Shh…relax, it’s fine.” You recite to him. He smirks, recognizing his own words.

“Fuckin’ brat.” He spits, trying to seem upset, although he really just thinks it’s the hottest fucking thing ever. 

You travel down his body, straddling his legs as you start to slowly pull his boxers off of him. Rafe’s hard cock springs out, shooting up into the air. You gasp at the sight. You can see why he’s always so cocky now, it’s because he’s got the means to back it up. 

Your hands find him, gently stroking his cock. Rafe’s head tips back, his eyes shutting in pleasure for a moment. Quickly, he’s watching you again, not wanting to miss the sight of this. Slowly, you put your mouth onto him. Rafe tries to remain in control by bucking his hips up off the bed, shoving his cock deep down your throat, making you gag in response. You pull off of him for a moment and he chuckles. Knowing he has a limited time with you, you don’t wait too long before sinking your mouth back down on him. As your confidence builds, so does your pace. 

“Shiiitt baby, feels so fucking good.” He groans. Already, you can feel his dick twitching in your mouth, causing him to whine. Big, tough Rafe Cameron whining underneath you, completely at your mercy. He doesn’t seem so threatening now that you’ve seen him like this. “W-wait, wait baby, wait.” He manages, his words just spilling out. He struggles against his restraints some more before continuing. “Not yet; I don’t wanna cum yet.” You understand, pulling your mouth off of him. You move to undo his restraints, his mouth finding your tits as you lean over him to untie the rope. 

The second he’s free, you’re already somehow on your back with him on top of you. Rafe leans over you and you press open-mouthed, wet kisses all across his chest as he does so. He grabs something from his nightstand and when he pulls back you can see the small, shiny wrapper in his hand. Smart, a condom. You hadn’t even thought of that, but it was probably a good idea.

You place your hands over his, taking the condom from him. As fast as you can, you open it and reach down between you two, rolling it onto his cock until it reaches the base. He leans back down on top of you, kissing your neck and jaw. He whispers, “can I?”

You respond jokingly, “that’s what you’re paying for, isn’t it?” Rafe just stares at you, his expression showing his annoyance and frustration with you. Before he asks you to ‘say it’, you add to your previous statement. “Yes, Rafe. Fuck me.”

Rafe doesn’t need any further permission as he lines himself up with your cunt. He wishes he could feel your wetness on his skin, but he knew wearing a condom was the smart thing. Slowly, he presses in. Only entering you about two inches, letting you adjust to him before adding a few more inches. Slowly; inch by inch, Rafe enters you, eventually bottoming out. Rafe stays still for a couple moments until you give him a small nod. He moves his hips slowly, rocking in and out of you at a comfortable pace. Your hands wrap around him, hooking underneath his biceps. Your palms grip onto his back, your nails only slightly digging into his skin. His pace begins to pick up, getting loud moans and whines to come from you. 

“Mmmnn…nnhhgghh f-fuuckk, Rafe!” You cry out, a tear rolling down your cheek. 

The sight of your tear only turns him on more, in a dark and twisted way. He uses his thumb to wipe away your warm, salty tear off of your cheek. 

Despite his gentle touch, Rafe is now drilling into you without regard for your poor cunt. Shamelessly fucking you with a condom on. He looks at the sticky, white mess leaking from your perfect cunt; creating a slick film that coats his entire cock. He reaches out to grab you by your hair, forcing your neck down so that you’re looking at where you and him connect, “See that? That’s all you baby.” 

When you’re greeted with the sight of his entire length buried deep inside of you, your eyes begin to roll back as your next orgasm approaches. Rafe clicks his tongue at you, pulling entirely out of you. After a few moments without him inside of you, you immediately start to pout. A whine escapes your lips, “Rafe…”, your hips buck up, as if trying to draw his attention back to your needy cunt. 

A small, cocky grin spreads across his face at the sight. His grip tightens in your hair as he begins to tug, directing your gaze right where he wants it, on him. “You gotta fuckin’ see this, baby.” Rafe says proudly, looking back down at your messy pussy. Quickly, he thrusts back into you with force and you watch as your cunt swallows him whole. “See that? See what you do for me?” Rafe speaks in a tone that sounds as though he’s praising you, but he knows that your body has no other option than to take him. “See how fuckin’ well you take me? This pussy was fuckin’ made for my cock.” 

Rafe groans, pre-cum now leaking into the condom as his pace becomes sporadic. Still going through the aftershocks of your most recent orgasm, your cunt continues to squeeze tightly around him.

“Holy f-fuck.” Rafe stutters, his fingers moving to your clit, rubbing it in circles. His movements are getting sloppy, arithmetic as he tries to draw another orgasm from you before he finishes. “God fucking damn.” Rafe’s head tips back, you lean up to kiss his neck, occasionally nipping at it, your moans being muffled by him.  

Your third orgasm approaches, your entire body trembling as you shriek. “Rafe! Fuck, fuck, I-fuck!” Your screams become muted when he kisses you, shutting you up. Rafe’s own orgasm starts to creep in, his thrusts getting harder for a moment before he stills inside of you. You can feel his cock twitch, followed by the feeling of his hot cum as it fills the condom. He slowly moves, easing you both back down from your highs. Eventually, he pulls out of you, rolling off to the side and laying on his back beside you. 

You work on catching your breath as you turn your head to look over at the time; you have about fifteen minutes left with him. You don’t know what he has in store for you now, he’s already succeeded in making you cum three times within forty-five minutes. While he takes a moment to rest, you decide to get on top of him. You pull off his condom, tying the end of it in a knot. Without giving him any kind of warning, you put your mouth back on him, sucking his warm, sticky seed off of his dick. One of his large hands shoots up to hold the back of your head, pushing your mouth all the way down on him. You can feel his semi-hard cock already growing harder again. 

“S-shit, babe.” He groans, pulling you up, bringing your face to his and meeting you with another kiss, as if to thank you. 

You stand up, your legs shaky. You half walk, half stumble into the adjoining bathroom, tossing the condom in the trash. You make your way back to the bed, laying next to him. You turn your head to look at him. “What else can I do for you? Time’s almost up.” You ask softly. 

Rafe huffs, pissed off that you had to remind him that this isn’t real, he’s paying for this, for you. Without a word, he flips over on top of you, his hand wrapping around your throat. There’s something different about him now. His eyes; they carry a bit of darkness, his movements now rough and aggressive. He squeezes your neck lightly, making you gasp in surprise. “Rafe…”

“Shhh…you’re gonna take what I give you.” He squeezes tighter, making it harder for you to breathe, but not impossible. He leans down, kissing all over your neck and chest, leaving bites and bruises in his wake. You let out a small whine involuntarily; you can feel his touch throughout your whole body, like a jolt of electricity. “Shut up, whore.” 

Suddenly, Rafe’s thrusting into you again. But wait, he’s not wearing a condom. In your surprise, this way feels so much better. You can feel the warmth and smoothness of his cock as it easily slides in and out of you, making the most lewd noises. You try to speak, but his hand tightens around your throat one final time, actually making it impossible for you to breathe. He stares into your eyes, watching as your face turns red and your panic sets in. You put your hands on his arm, hitting and tugging on it. Just as your vision starts to go dark, he eases his grip. You gasp for air, taking in as much as you can while he continues his attack on your pussy. 

You’re about to see stars again for the fourth time tonight when he suddenly pulls out of you. You whine at the loss of him, frustrated that he denied you of your orgasm. Rafe rolls off of you, making your brows furrow in confusion. “What the fuck?” You question.

He looks over to the clock on his nightstand and you follow his gaze. “Time’s up.” He says plainly. You knew what he was doing. This sneaky motherfucker. He purposely got you to your climax right as the hour ended so you’d prove him right and beg for more; beg to let you cum one more time. As much as you wanted to prove him wrong and just leave, you need this, you need to feel him fill you up.

Before he can protest, you straddle his lap, sinking yourself down onto his cock. Immediately he groans, taking hold of your hips. He holds you still, not letting you move yet. “Knew you’d want more.” He says, now guiding you to grind on his dick, this new position lets him hit a new depth inside you. “M’not paying for this now.”

You don’t respond, instead using your energy to bounce up and down his length. Your climax is already near, your entire body shaking and spent from the past three orgasms he gave you. Rafe helps you out, his strong hand gripping onto you as he holds you up, drilling up into your cunt at a god-like pace. How is someone this talented, this fucking perfect, paying for sex? Surely he could get any girl he wants. Although you’re not complaining, four orgasms and a thousand dollars? How could it get any better than that? 

You yell out as the band in your stomach snaps, the pressure being relieved as a stream of your liquids squirt out of you, splashing onto his stomach, dripping down to his sheets underneath you both. You’re just as shocked as he is when this happens. You didn’t even know you could do that.

“Fuck,” Rafe growls, continuing to fuck up into your shaking body. Rafe doesn’t warn you before shooting his load into you. But the warmth and fulfillment of his seed feels too fucking good to be mad about. Slowly, you pull yourself off of him. He has to help lift you off of his cock since your body is completely spent. “You’re fucking amazing.” He presses a long, soft kiss to your head. 

After helping you clean up a bit, you change into your own clothes. Rafe drives you back to the club, the ride awfully quiet, both of you being too exhausted to talk. When you get there, he pulls his wallet out, grabbing out a large wad of cash and handing it to you. You quickly count it, and then recount it, when your results don’t change, you look up at him with furrowed brows. “That’s for being so fucking good.” Rafe had given you two thousand instead of one. This boosts your confidence a bit, an hour of sex with you is worth two thousand dollars? God, you should’ve fucked Rafe sooner. You get out of his truck and walk towards the club. Rafe speeds off out of the parking lot. 

It’s late, but Barry’s still here, though the crowd has definitely shrunken in the last hour. You walk in and find Barry in the back room. He laughs as he takes in your disheveled appearance; your hair and makeup are disastrous. 

“Looks like someone had a good time, huh? Now where’s my money?” He asks. You pull out the cash, counting 500 and tossing it to him. 

“There. That’s seventy-five percent of what I made.” You start to walk out. But his voice calls you back.

“Shit, you made two thousand in one hour just for fuckin’ him? You got some magic fuckin’ pussy or sum?” He laughs. “I might have to start sellin’ you out more, don’t I?”

Too tired to argue, you walk out. You don’t want to admit it, but you wouldn’t hate having to do that again with Rafe, whether it’s paid or unpaid.

Thank you for reading! I greatly appreciate it! PLEASE feel free to leave Rafe x reader requests!! I LOVE getting them!

[writingforatwistedworld]

oooo ok ok ok

so what bout a platonic deuce, epel, and lilia with a gn reader that kinda talks out loud to themselves when they play?

like they say how much they want to be this character's brother, or how they bet this character would be a good parental figure, etc. or even when another character says/does something they don't like they kinda just, voice their opinion on it?

just their reaction to reader talking out loud/voicing their thoughts lmao srry if this doesn't make sense

Self-aware au

I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, violence, description of violence, obsessive themes, religion, war (if you squint)

Deuce Spade/Epel Felmier/Lilia Vanrouge-Player voicing their thoughts whilst playing (PLATONIC!)

Deuce is a calm guy, they said. Deuce is a chill guy, they said

Well whoever they are haven't seen him when you are around, behind the screen or not

This guy is just happy that you confide in him enough that you voice your thoughts to him

Don't mention that you are just on venting-you-thoughts mode when you play… Like seriously, don't.

He is always more than happy to listen whenever you are talking.

Could be about how much you like his newest card design but could also be about what you want for dinner. Idk? I would recommend something light like banana muffins with blueberries. It's very tasty. Trust me.

If you could see through the coding he would be like “Oh really.” and “You don't say.” or “What? Really?”

What I am trying to say is that he is probably more engaged in this “conversation than most would be

If some poor NPC “interrupts” (aka not heating what he is hearing and starting to talk) he will show them how fragile the ordinary human nose is. In other words, fist meet face. Nose make crack. NPC is screaming.

But on another note, should you voice wishing to be a family member of his, say for example his sibling, he would be over the moon

He is in lalaland, imagining how he and his younger siblings would enjoy their free time together. Heck, probably taking care of some chicks

Oh, and what if you were his older sibling? Like, wow, you would be such a cool role model! You probably wouldn't be a thug like him so that makes you even… cooler (?) in his eyes

Dude over here is having such a great time imagining being your sibling he is low-key looking like he ascended

But then he starts to imagine the darker sides of life

Like how his younger sibling could be bullied in school whilst he is stuck on this island

Or even worse if you are the older one of you two, you might start dating!

I don't know if it is funny or sad that he is feeling a sensation of loss over a sibling he never had

Like bro, chill. Don't beat up that student that looks similar to the imaginary partner you just made up in your mind. They can't be held accountable for your min-OH NO DON… Didn't he want to stop with this?

Epel is literally frothing at his mouth when he hears your innermost thoughts

Now now, I know this is creepy (like wtf get yourself together man) but I promise he is totally normal (who am I kidding he looks like he has rabies) and is also a totally chill guy (is it obvious that I am lying?)

Religious indoctrination or whatnot

Imagine, you are already isolated in a village filled with religious zealots, always hearing how great that person (you) is

And then they spill everything on their mind to you

Give him a day or two and he will be back to normal… if we ignore that poor student in the corner

Like man, you noted one single time how much you liked this NPCs design and the next thing he knows he is seeing red

It's kinda like seeing your favorite family member favoring that one annoying cousin who is related to you over five corners

Has a notebook and writes everything he deems important down… which is a lot to be fair (but let the guy have his weird hobby, ok?)

But then you mention how you wish you were a family member of his and oh my god I think he is this close to breaking the fourth wall for real this time

This hits home to him

Remember how I told you about his village's eight lines higher than this one? Yeah.

There had been others his age but they were little to none and his village is in the middle of nowhere so…

But we also know how much he loves his grandma so it is a given that he would cherish you as well

Also, his god saying that they would want to be related to him. Ugh. He is honored so much that it is disgusting

But I could see this isolation and certain closeness you only get with a sibling also being not so good for you

What if you like the other villagers your age more than him? What if his girly appearance drives you away from him? (Bro u probably more dangerous with those looks than without them bc no one expects you to be able to throw hands but go on)

This leads to more and more self-doubts until he more or less bursts and just turns into someone no one wants to be around because of how aggressive he is

Thank god for the fourth wall or else you wouldn't see him like his old, not-so-destructive self anymore

Lilia is… something

His interest in you isn't purely romantic. It started out as something more like him holding onto something so he wouldn't go mad during “those days” *add fire noises and screaming in the background*

So it's more of a “I BETTER BELIEVE IN SOMETHING OR ELSE I MIGHT LOOSE MY MIND” than “Omg I am such a good follower te-he” situation

Little to no one has had access to the Overseer's thoughts and he is just randomly hearing them whilst thinking about what to make for dinner

Like Epel, he is pretty intense when it comes to you. Difference is that Epels “interest” in you stems from a place of… let's say religious views and Lilias from “those days” *fire noises and screaming in the background intensifies*

But unlike the guy who more or less shares his height and is a cotton candy version of himself concerning their hair he doesn't write down your thoughts

Oh no

This guy listens to it like he is hearing the world's greatest opera singer perform live in front of him

Thank goodness no one other than the other Diasomnia students mention your ramblings or else there would be heads flying

What? Can't a guy hope to have some special link to his deity? God, you all are so cold. Can't you even try to see his perspective? (I am joking please don't do what he does your reaction is totally valid)

But then you once mentioned how much you want to be part of his little family and whoops- there went his sanity

What if he had adopted you and Silver at the same time?

Wouldn't that be the cutest?

Sebek is almost screaming when he suddenly hears *ahem* LILIA-SAMA cooing at nothing out of nowhere

You two would be so cute growing up together and he would be the one honored to be this close to some kind of reincarnation of his God

But- but what if he was the only one knowing who you truly were? The other Faes (Malleus and Sebek being the exceptions) can't hear you so what if… what if you were also seen as some sort of weird outsider like Silver?

Don't get him wrong, the Faes have never shown hostility to his son but there was always that certain distance, Sebek and his family being one of the few accepting the young silver-haired knight as he was

Suddenly Lilia feels a certain kind of rage bubbling up to the surface like he hadn't felt in a long time

Silver… uh… you better hide that meatclea- *coughcough* I mean, legendary sword from your father

[visionsofmagic]

jjk characters as cats [or jjk characters’ personalities as cats]

🌸 crack, humor, fluff, only a fun drabble ‘is all, nothing so serious, just me and my little cracked drabble… have fun! [the idea was so dumb and odd that I needed it as written, so, bear this weird drabble with me bows!] m.

🪷 satoru, suguru, yuji, sukuna, megumi, nobara, choso

SATORU

rich. you don’t know how he does that but he as a cat seems so rich. he can - probably- the one of his own kind. he even has glasses on his magical eyes, white fur never gets dirty even when he plays in the dust to fight with another cat who has black markings on his fur. except that, he likes sweet - fond of them and whenever you come home, he waits for you on the couch, looking at you; if you have sweet he jumps to you, licking your face but if you don’t, oh when you don’t, he gives you a bombastic side eye, going into his own room - yes he has a room as his - in a dramatic way.

SUGURU

he is classy. friendly to you but the moment you leave a sarcastic comment about his fur, and how he sometimes closes his one eye, he makes you regret it right away. he doesn’t eat on the ground, he prefers eating on the table with you. he has a weird friend with white fur and glasses - how a cat can have glasses on anyway. he makes his friend sounds like he is begging him to get out with him as suguru sits on his paws, watching him from the behind of window, seeing he enjoys his friend’s suffering.

YUJI & SUKUNA

they exactly have opposite personalities, literally; yuji is hyperactive, and soft, sounding like he is chuckling most of the time, and is everyone’s favorite with his friendly manner while on the other hand, sukuna shows a menacing manner, judging everyone- including you most of the time even though you swear he likes you too to others when they see sukuna scratches your skin - especially when you touch his fur (he only lets you do that when he wants, not when you want). you find yuji wakes you up in the morning while cuddling, being the sun in your bedroom, while you find sukuna standing in front of the window at night, looking at you from atop with menacing crimson eyes - you bet he has plans of killing you but yuji, being your guardian angel, stops him even if it means sukuna leaves wounds on him. but you know sukuna will protect yuji if another cat tries to hurt him.

MEGUMI

he is unbothered about everything, including his other cat friends but he gets shy so easily, hiding in your arms, back, and room whenever he doesn’t like to be in the center of any attention. his eyes are so beautiful that you take pictures of him. he has friends outside the house. however, he likes to be around you, helping you sleep at night as you cuddle him, peacefully. he even leaves his friends behind when he sees you coming home, slowly walking to you when you call his name as if he doesn’t care, but you can see how his eyes shine, excitement on his expression. he likes you even though he will not show any affection easily.

NOBARA

she is a fashion icon for other cats. she follows cat fashion, having her nails done, and showing them to her friend maki proudly. she doesn’t like when male cats are so dirty, judging them and nearly looking like she rolls her eyes at their failures. she is a bit crazy, listening to all your gossip about something, ready to attack whoever crosses their lines, touching her clean and soft fur. she likes when you bring her to shopping too, making comments about your choices of clothes as she nods her head in agreement and disagreement.

CHOSO

he is so emotional that it is embarrassing for him to admit it. he cries every time you leave home for work, and he jumps every time you come back home. he sits beside you, being a supportive cat and giving you napkins which he brings with him by using his teeth whenever you two watch an emotional movie together. it ends up with you being the one who is cleaning his tears because he can’t endure seeing other cats getting dramatic scenes in the movie. you hug him and he hugs you back. he even has a cat with pink fur to be his protector. he even brings him home and wants you to adopt him as his little brother. he has such a pure heart.

🩷

[gabessquishytum]

i keep typing out asks to send you but stop working part way through 😔 so instead of letting them sit in my google docs, i'm just gonna send what i've written and just summarize what i wanted the rest to be 🙃

so. here's one of them lmao

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loosely inspired by Abigail (2024)

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Hob is a reformed criminal, ok; he got out of that life when he met Eleanor and created a new life for himself when they married, identity and all. He didn't want any children they had to have to deal with any of that. He was even going to school to become a teacher.

And then Eleanor died and Robyn was taken and now Hob is being forced back into that life to get him back.

It's a kidnapping job, some rich fuck, with a large payout and Hob doesn't fucking care, he just wants his son back.

When he sees it's a 12 year old boy who's scared out of his mind, though, that's when he snaps.

He can't do anything, not yet, not when they- whoever they are, he still isn't sure- still have Robyn. All he can do right now is wait and protect the boy.

--

so it eventually gets revealed that the kids name is Orpheus, that his father is Dream (who's known to be incredibly dangerous, there are stories about him, most of which Hob doesn't believe because hello, vampires aren't real!!!)

except Hob gets proven wrong when Orpheus gets scared (and hungry) enough (he's just a baby!!!) and starts killing off his abductors. he only leaves Hob alone because he was nice to him and confided in Orpheus about his son.

Dream finally shows up at the end of the bloodbath (he was out of the country or something, idk lmao) with Robyn, who had been taken by Burgess (he wanted to force Dream into turning him and that's where Dream thought Orpheus was at first) and is all "you protected my son in the end and ur hot, i'm gonna turn you and make you my bride :)"

and Hob is like "!!! I don't want to get murdered if I say no so I guess I don't have a choice!!!"

and so Hob gets turned, he and Dream are now vampire married and fuck often, and Robyn and Orpheus bond over having weird dads (and when he's old enough, Robyn chooses to be turned as well; no way was Hob gonna make him go through puberty AND deal with being a vampire) (really Hob just didn't want to deal with the angst that came from it all, it's like the normal teenage angst bullshit got doubled and he was NOT doing it, thank you very much) (Orpheus was bad enough, and he was a born vampire; he definitely got the dramatics from his father)

Awww so cute! I remember the trailers for Abigail and thinking that the young lil vampire killing people was a cool concept.

I think the vampire family with Dream and Orpheus and Hob and Robyn would be so cute 🥺 like they live in a big spooky chateau with lots of vampire servants (who are also their friends tbh. Cori is their terrible terrible butler and Matthew is meant to be a valet but hes honestly just Dream’s weird friend at this point) and they go on hunts to kill bad people and eat them, and sometimes they go into town and do normal human things (Dream is really not very good at pretending to be human, but it makes Hob and the kids laugh a lot to see him try). Of course Dream hosts fancy vampire balls sometimes, and persuades Hob to get all dressed up in flowing red ballgowns because they're vampire married and Dream wants to show off his bride to everyone!!!

Orpheus and Robyn have to get Matthew to help them in solidly soundproofing their bedrooms because their dads are having NASTY sex every night. Orpheus has it worse because he has super vampire hearing - he did NOT want to know about his dad and step-dad's kinky strapped to an altar drinking each other's blood sex. But he gets his revenge eventually with a fellow vampire called Eurydice when they fuck on Dream’s favourite red velvet couch. DEFINITELY dramatic just like his father, honestly.

But next time someone tries to kidnap literally anyone in the Endless-Gadling family, they're in for a big surprise. Dream and Hob are protective of their baby boys, and Orpheus and Robyn are soon fully grown vampires ready to protect their dads. They really are the cutest family! As long as you're not squeamish!

[kerubimcrepin]

Liveblog - Dofus, livre 1 : Julith [PART 24]

And it's the last thing he would have wanted her to do :(

Once again, want to draw your attention to the fact that Julith doesn't seem to really care about Joris. She just set him and Bakara free to get hit by lasers and once he told her "I will never allow this to happen" she stopped paying attention.

Like, did her love hinge on the condition he didn't disagree with her or what? I am insane about her various behaviours and weird way of loving (AKA she doesn't really love anyone besides Jahash, and she might not really love Joris that much either. because she's like. known him for a day and 80% of it he called her cringe(because she's cringe))

Man, I know ankama didn't think about this all so deeply. They were like "cool lasers go pew pew pew". But I'm the CEO of caring too much. So I will literally do just that.

Anyway, her parenting style (setting him loose under some deadly lasers) reminds me of Kerubim, except she's doing this on purpose. yaay.

Joris has GOT to be in a literal state of shock and dissociation by now. Not even years of therapy will fix this.

By now he's seen roughly 1000 and 6 people die.

I've seen headcanons of him keeping his mother's cape. And while imagining Joris with a cool cape is nice and all, I really doubt he Would Fucking Do That.

Not because you can get it as a cosmetic item in Dofus MMO (you can, but it's dubiously canon imo). I just think he fucking hates her and wouldn't want that thang in his house.

It's just him VS. her now.

There's a heaviness to this. All of them (save for maybe Lilotte) have the knowledge that whoever hits the Dofus will get exploded together with them. But with the rush of adrenaline, inexperience of everyone involved (only warriors actively think "oh I am going to DIE for real this time"), and the "if we don't act now 1000 people will die" of this situation, I really doubt either of them thought too hard about it all.

But I think that once you're all alone with that thought - and it's obvious that it's you, who will have to do it, it sinks in a little better.

He looks so distraught...

Inside me are two wolves: one of them is saying, "Joris is so brave yet so scared. He knows he will probably not survive this, and he's 10, and, and--" and the other says "JORIS JURGEN SUICIDAL HEROISM MOMENT NUMERO UNO!!!!!"

Both of them are equally insane.

I NEED these frames injected into my bloodstream.

One counterpoint I can think to why Julith is so worried about this despite setting him free to roam under the deadly lasers, is that, as the guardian of the Ebony Dofus, she could simply go "Not that one. let that one live. No, you can kill the blonde that looks like my husband, I don't give a shit about her. But the weird little boy? Don't kill him."

But this is just me trying to fix Ankama's fucky-wuckies with my imagination.

It's jojover. Just completely and irreparably jojover.

This scene always gives me chills, more so than any other insanely evil interaction between Joris and Julith.

There are a lot of ways this scene gets me (imagine me putting on the tinfoil hat from my Aux Tresors kerulou days. I am about to be that insane): The way she envelops him stops any and all movement of him and his Dofus completely, and wipes out all the sound and momentum.

He is completely helpless against how easily she stopped him and took his only way to save everyone from him.

As he falls to the ground, there's a little sense of dreaminess to it — the cape seems far bigger than it should be, the time before he hits the floor seems longer than it should be — and make no mistake, it is on purpose. Seconds before he falls we are shown the floor, and it seems vaguely closer to us at the first glance, than the distance he falls. It's unexpected, it's destabilizing.

It's like he is dissociating, from the horror of not being able to do this.

It's like a nightmare.

And after doing this irreparable evil, and taking his one way of stopping this evil, she looks at him as if he is a tiny, stupid little thing, that doesn't know what it is doing.

As if it's not her fault that his only choice is doing something that will kill him, just to stop her.

And listen. There's guilt too. Because Joris is the one who allowed her to get the Ebony Dofus back. If he survives this and nobody else does, do you think he could ever forgive himself?

She's making him responsible for this.

They will never get to speak, but Jahash is happy, with what Joris has tried to do.

...Unlike Julith, who was reminded of Jahash by Joris's blue eyes, — I bet Jahash thinks they're similar to Bakara's.

There are so many emotions here. He will never get to speak to this man. This man is happy abotu what Joris has done. This man is the reason Joris's life is utterly ruined.

Is Jahash's smile an "I'm sorry that you have to do this, and see this," or "I'm proud of you," or "I wish things were different," or a mixture of all of them?

Joris will never get to know.

He saw something in her that other people didn't see.

She never really wanted to be a "butcher". Even if she could not overpower that destiny, — after Bonta took away her entire family and future, may I add, — the fact that she tried to begin with is saying a lot.

The look he gives her is something between "please don't prove me wrong" and "this isn't you".

I think she realizes now that there is no future where she, Jahash, and Joris are together and happy.

Four lives, in three generations of this family, ruined and uprooted and destroyed, because of some petty politics that were happening behind their backs.

I truly despise Bonta.

It's quiet. The only sound is his own heartbeat. Nothing seems quite real. He can barely believe that maybe she will stop this madness herself.

There is only one kind of reunion that they may have.

No matter how much she wanted a happier ending.

[iwannascreameurekaa]

! Spoilers for trials of Apollo !

just had someone tell me that valgrace was stupid bc, and I quote, "um sorry but no they both are in different relationships" which I can't help but read in one of those 🤓🤓 voices or like Jeffery from class of 09'

lets deep dive because I want to talk about it

Starting with the (incorrect) point of "they both are in different relationship" firstly: Jason and Piper are not together anymore. This person obviously wants to go by canon since they hate on any non canon ship so also: JASONS DEAD??? I'm gonna ship him with whoever I want bc he didn't die for you to spew around about how no one can have a little fun and live a little!! Going back to the jiper/jasper thing. If you haven't read TOA, Piper breaks up with Jason because "Jason and me—we started out oddly. Hera kind of messed with our heads, made us think we shared a past we didn't share." (Page 123 of the grunting maze) Piper herself literally admits to knowing that her feelings were not valid because of the manipulation done by Hera. It's actually so incredInly stupdi that SOME people think that just because Jason and Piper WERE canon that it means they SHOULD STILL BE because they're relationship was actually toxic because in what world is relationship like theirs actually healthy? Imagine that you woke up on a bus with random people, specifically a girl who is a STRANGER to you and she tells you that she's your girlfriend even though you have ZERO memories of her. Now, fast forward a little bit and this girl was apparently BRAINWASHED into believing that she liked you and was in a relationship with you??? That's so fucked up how does anyone see that and just go "yeah seems healthy" HUH???

moving on, what about caleo? Now I know I've made posts and posts about this but it's seriously weird that people still think that's an actively healthy relationship. When Leo first gets onto the island (I don't remember the name I apologize) that calypso is cursed or banished to or whatever the hell it is, Calypso is not only rude to him BUT MAKES HIM SLEEP OUTSIDE FOR DAYS WITH LITTLE TO NO HELP

putting that in all caps cause that right there is not a healthy relationship I'm sorry I don't care if that was the "early days" of caleo this enemies to lovers thing wasn't it at all

that's not even mentioning the fact that calypso is 2000+ years older than Leo and I just know that's gonna get some caleo ass kissers mad bc "what about Nico" "what about Hazel" well first off all HAZEL WAS FREAKING DEAD she didn't live those (70?) years bc she. Was. DEAD. And Nico wasn't even aware that he was skipping centuries in the lotus casino meanwhile calyspo was aware that she was older than APOLLO HIMSELF. Weird.

there's also the little details of the way that caleo doesn't even seem openly romantic in the books and that sounds confusing cause idk hwo to really describe it but caleo seems like it's a failing relationship that's only been created because calypso has the problem of falling in love with every hero she meets and Leo has the problem of never being loved and technically speaking when these two types of problems collide (never being able to stop loving, never being loved) it makes a cute relationship.... for a little while and then it blows up into a huge mess

Thank you for reading my 4 a rants about caleo!! go to bed 🫶🫶

[tincansamurai]

fuck it, i'm cross postin the pifo oc monday posts here. but under a cut because i can't shut up. if you want to know stupid details about my ocs click here

here's the original post, ty to penbrydd for putting this together every week!

1. Were there any educators [x] bonded with or really liked? Tell us about them.

mat: matsuo took a CAD class in college with a professor who was very much on the cool young person end of the professor spectrum. there was a lot of chill-out time where students were just working on designs or hanging out while waiting for the laser cutter to finish, etc, and he got to talk to this professor way more casually than he had with any other educators before. they had a lot of shared interests, and it was nice to have someone who seemed to excited to see him. but like halfway through the semester he started feeling weird about it and switched to doing more of his work outside of the classroom. he's gonna look back at this after a couple of months of being out and wanna slap himself; like, you fuckin idiot you had a crush on him

kaz: first is his senior year hs english teacher. he didn't talk to her about all the shit he had going on but she could tell he was in a bad place, and she did a lot to encourage him to actually go to college and hype him up about the work he was doing. in college his archaeology 101 professor took a shine to him right away, and she ended up being his mentor throughout his time there, hooked him up with connections to digs looking for hands, had him be her TA for a couple of years, etc. unfortunately didn't make up for his shit grades in other courses, or the other various points of failure that've led him to working 2 shitty unrelated jobs

2. Does [x] usually see the same doctor (or other healthcare professional), or do they just see whoever's available, when they have a problem?

mat: he sees the same doctor, it's just easier to schedule that way. mat does his annual exams and gets all his shots like a good boy. he does lie about how much weed he smokes though

kaz: kaz literally only ever sees a doctor for emergencies/urgent care shit or std tests. he doesn't care who he sees, it's whoever is cheapest without insurance. he doesn't have a gp or do annuals or anything bc he feels fine and they're just gonna tell him to stop drinking, which isn't happening

3. Does [x] drink coffee? If so, how do they take it?

mat: yep, usually black. he likes dark strong coffee. someone should buy him an espresso machine. sometimes he gets a cappuccino or a latte if he's like hanging out with someone at a coffee shop, to have smth more substantial

kaz: yeah, he kind of likes shitty watered down drip coffee best, tbh

4. Has [x] had any memorable serious injuries?

mat: nope

kaz: broke his arm once as a dumb teen. don't drink and ride dirt bikes. lucky it was only his arm!

5. What's one time [x] has helped someone against their better judgement?

mat: just about any time he's had a group project for school or work, lol. mat wants shit to just be done, so he'll do extra work for no reward, even if he knows that's stupid and he should just speak up. even if he's doing the work for ppl he hates that he knows would never do shit for him.

kaz: one time he let a girl he was hooking up with stay at his and jaimie's place when she got kicked out by her roommates, even though he knew she was volatile and too into him. i mean, she was homeless, wtf, was he gonna not let her stay? lucky for him the only valuable item he owned was a shitty thinkpad, and a lot of his shirts look cooler with tears and burn marks. jaimie is still mad about this - she stole her fucking antique jewelry box!! he didn't even really like her!!!

6. Has [x] ever witnessed something that fundamentally changed them?

mat: 100% had a week or two where he was miserably obsessing over actual gore videos in middle school. this probably made him worse. but also he was outside in the golden hour at a music festival in the woods on shrooms once, and the beauty of the light through the leaves probably made enough of an impact to fix that a little bit

kaz: kaz has seen so much awful shit, it would suck for everyone to list it all out. it does mostly steel his resolve to be good to other people and to never touch harder drugs tho so i guess good changes idk

7. What song reminds you of [x]?

you all know i go wild making playlists for these guys, there are so many songs... so i'll go with one recent as-of-yet-not-included-in-a-public-playlist song for each of them (that are both also a little bit about each other)

mat: leilani - the night

kaz: shame - human, for a minute

[tarisilmarwen]

Rebels Rewatch: "Heroes of Mandalore"

Some familiar TCW faces as we close up the darksaber arc.

Live reaction version.

Sabine's transformation into co-protagonist is nearly complete, as it's the end of her darksaber arc that starts us out this season.

Also, you know, the Season Four trailers framing the whole of Rebels as the story of "A boy who was lost and a girl who was broken".

Not that I minded as it meant that Ezra and Sabine would be spending a lot of screentime together. :D

After not really touching on it in a while, Fenn Rau's courtesy hand on Kanan's shoulder to let him know he's signaled a stop was a nice little way of demonstrating Kanan's blindness and the accommodations other characters make for him.

Ezra finally has that jetpack he's been wanting lol.

I reserve the right to be giddy about the fact that Ezra is literally Sabine's right-hand man. And also that she painted him another Scout Trooper helmet.

Kanan showing off with the Force Leaps there, which Fenn Rau lampshades.

And now we're introduced to Tiber Saxon, Gar's less interesting more fanatical brother.

A+ mid battle banter. I do distinctly remember being delighted by all the playful quipping and snarking back and forth when this first aired, and it's still cute now.

Once again all it takes for Ezra to surrender is someone threatening Sabine. <3

I... I'm sorry, apparently I'm going to be Obnoxious Obsessed Sabezra Shipper for this rewatch, let me attempt not to comment on just them and their stupid faces and every time they interact.

Lol is one of the Kryze Mandos Naruto-running?

That was an awfully quick search of the base there, guys.

"Bo-Katan was made regent by the Jedi before the end of the Clone War." For all of what, one day? Lol.

I do have quibbles about Bo-Katan's characterization here in Rebels, at times it seems like it's assuming more character development than we actually see happen, when we eventually get back around to telling the story of the Siege of Mandalor.

I do find it kind of funny that SO many people were expecting Sabine to have an arc where she becomes Mand'alor when literally the second episode she actually had the darksaber she was immediately like, "Nope it's not me, I'm just holding it for whoever will be the true leader." Course I guess they expected that in this episode she would take up the mantle.

No dice and frankly I am not interested in that kind of plotline unless Ezra gets to be an accessory to it. (I uh... I have a thing about the Royal Maiden/Steadfast Knight dynamic.)

Ezra playing therapist again. <3 Nice to see it go over better than in "Trials of the Darksaber", Sabine is learning to be more open with her thoughts and feelings.

Kanan attempting the playful teasing banter he usually has with Hera (that Ezra and Sabine are suddenly very adept at now, what) but she shuts it down. This is another quibble I have about Season Four, I do not understand Kanan and Hera's sudden awkwardness and Will They/Won't They? when previously it seemed like they had been depicted as already a settled matter. Not really overt but comfortable and resolved. This weird walkback feels like a way to add drama and tension to Kanan's eventual death, and I really don't think it needed that?

The way I usually reconcile it is by headcanoning that Hera conceived Jacen in the three weeks between S3 and S4 and she's been standoffish and cagey about it because she doesn't quite know know yet and she's being anxious and worried and preoccupied and prickly as a result. I headcanon this because it's been my own experience when the husband and I have, ahem, not exactly been careful and had not had more kids in the plans.

Anyway.

Sorry is this not how the scene went? Lol.

Alrich immediately knows it's his baby girl aww.

Huh, I'd forgotten the side pockets on these transports could be used to stick extra troopers. Neat.

This is pretty nicely staged, a lot of fast smooth movement with the jetpacks, Sabine using the bike as cover was a clever touch. The speed of everything is really on display.

Love this hero cue when Kanan ignites his saber and enters the fray. Every character gets a nice little moment of being awesome.

Even Chopper gets to be a flying menace, clonking that one Trooper on the head with a blaster lol.

IF NO SUPPOSED TO SHIP LITERALLY WHAT EVEN IS THIS "SHE'S NOT MY GIRLFRIEND." MOMENT?

And ooop, show just stabbed me with Sabine's frantic worried, "Ezra! Get out of there!" and my brain went straight to the finale you guys really need to stop doing this to me.

<3333333

Little shit even gets in a cheeky, "Was wondering where you were." I love him.

And Kanan and Ezra look so happy for her awww.

Tiya's acting when Sabine realizes her weapon is on the battlefield is very nice. Sabine sounds horrified and heartbroken and scared.

Sabine's theme drawing out in long slow mournful notes here.

I'm actually really glad they didn't kill off Ursa and Tristan. It would have meant basically nothing since neither of them were developed enough characters for us to care and also I really didn't need another How To Train Your Dragon 2 Stoick/Valka gutpunch in my life.

Never kill off your characters unless you can tell more story with them gone than you can with them there.

Sabine's showing more emotion than we've seen out of her since "Trials of the Darksaber" oof.

Sabine getting a little bit distracted in her anger and grief and needing a nudge from Kanan. She's going to struggle with this a bit this episode.

It's cute how Bo-Katan kind of implies that Ezra should fly out with her to take down the TIEs.

This poor boy looks so consternated with all these crazy Mando shenanigans lol.

Yeah no, watching the Dutchess in action does not get any better.

Thrawn being all Villain Admirer of the Spectres again, while also picking at Tiber Saxon's logic here. It's basically the same logic and line of objections he has to the Death Star, that it's a bloated and inefficient waste of resources and will create more Rebels than it can kill. Thrawn is trying to point out, "Yeah so this literally insults the honor of a hot-headed quarrelsome proud warrior race culture how exactly is this supposed to quell them from rebelling again?"

Awww.

Ezra immediately gearing up to fight Bo-Katan to protect Sabine. <3 And then the other Clan Kryze members a minute later. <3

"Down boy."

You know something I haven't commented on is just how washed out Mandalore looks. Like, Lothal is covered with brown plains too but there's so much more life and color in them. Like the difference between Kansas farmlands and a nuclear testing site.

There's some kind of unspoken history here between Rau and Bo-Katan in the way they interact which... intrigues me. They talk like old friends and I would definitely like to know more about how they know each other.

With Bo-Katan's little speech here, I do see how people were expecting Sabine to be set up to be Mand'alor.

Something darkly ironic in Sabine naming a superweapon after a pacifist.

Tiber channeling his best Imperial fanatic here. What an ass.

This shot was apparently a visual shoutout to a similar one in TCW's "The Lawless", with Obi-Wan Kenobi. Not the last time Ezra and Obi-Wan would be paralleled.

Tiber really shouldn't have let Sabine have access to her own weapon, that was a stupid move.

Ooooh there's more on that theme of "We make deals with the Empire to survive." Tiber honey that never works out for anyone.

Sabine modifies the weapon all right, but Tiber's eagerness to use it after she warned him not to is hoist by own petard poetry.

BOY IT SURE IS A GOOD THING SABINE DIDN'T SET THE WEAPON TO FULL POWER OUT OF REVENGE. JUST IMAGINE WHAT COULD HAVE HAPPENED IF SHE LET HER ANGER DRIVE HER TO DO THAT?

OH WAIT I DON'T HAVE TO IMAGINE, TVTROPES HAS ME COVERED.

THANKS TVTROPES. THANKS FOR THAT BIT OF FRIDGE HORROR.

Sabine does still have a very mean vengeful streak in her even after all her years living with Jedi so it takes a bit of prodding from Bo-Katan (of all people) to talk her down from this wrath moment.

We can count that whole Star Destroyer as Sabine's kill right? Lol, she's catching up to you Chopper, better murder some more capital ships.

"The Empire will send everything they have to crush Mandalore." Haaaaaaaaaaaaa. *cringes in The Mandalorian's account of The Purge*

Honestly I think the reason they had Sabine give Bo-Katan the darksaber was because they didn't want to have to write around Sabine being absent again lolol. Having to stay and be the leader of a whole planet would have definitely taken Sabine away from the front lines of the wider Rebellion and more importantly taken her away from her crew and family and like hell were they going to let the Spectres go back to Lothal without her.

Ngl, I ship it a little bit.

This could have been a little more earned, not gonna lie.

IF NO SUPPOSED TO SHIP LITERALLY WHAT EVEN IS THIS??!!?

I'll be honest I'm not really invested in the Mandalorian side of things in fandom so while a lot of these action sequences were pretty cool visually I didn't have much emotional connection unless characters I already knew and loved were onscreen. I'm at least happy we got the arc done and over with and cleared up the rest of the season for other, more interesting (to me) things.

I've got no real thoughts on Bo-Katan, she's fine in this episode but like I said, inconsistent with her other appearances, I don't mind her being leader and having the darksaber but I would have liked her characterization to have more of a coherent throughline from TCW to Rebels to The Mandalorian.

Let's be honest I'm mostly just here for the Ezra/Sabine bits. <3

Next up, field trip with Crazy Uncle Saw!

[weirdthoughtsandideas]

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Thanks for all the comments on my latest fic update! Chapter 140 should be up any day now <3

#continue to give me comments! #it makes me so happy! #except for that one person please stop giving comments i’m scared

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I am convinced I have found one of the girls in my school’s fanfiction account. I can’t confront her about it because she will never admit it, so I have left cryptic comments on her fics to leave hints that I know.

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So I’m obviously not her, but on my fics, someone has left a bunch of really weird comments and I am so afraid that it’s someone I know irl. I wouldn’t want anyone to know I write fanfiction, as I am paranoid it would lead to my mom finding out, and that could lead to her looking through my fics. And I swear she’d look through every single chapter of my 139 chapter long fic.

Though, it’s kinda funny that you do it to the girl from your school. Hope she gets busted haha.

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Oh yeah, I really get that! Let’s hope whoever it is leaving cryptic messages on your fic is someone nice, or just a troll.

I’m close to busting her… I’ll give an update >:)

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You ever see a girl and you’re just… yeah.

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Felt this.

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Not sure if this is about girls being pretty or not but I choose to believe the gay view

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Good. That was the intention 😉

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LOOOL not me thinking it was about someone starting to rap the second they saw a girl

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Tfw you don’t remember if that thing you recall happening in your childhood happened when you lived in the UK, France or Congo, or if it happened in your home country at some point

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OP, respectfully, how many countries have you lived in, and why?

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I have lost count.

Long story short, my dad thought moving to new countries would help him deal with his issues :-)

#he was SURPRISED when I said I needed to go to therapy

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Another day of being painfully in love with your female best friend while everyone thinks you’re in love with this annoying boy, because ”you seem so annoyed with him, thus you must care and have a crush on him”. Like shut up??

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Oof yeah I hate everyone assuming you’re straight. Sadly I was in a comphet field for so long and had this mindset both about my friend and of others.

I also have a crush on my bestie. Everyone says she’s in love with a boy but she herself dismisses it. Hm. Do you think I should ask her if she likes girls?

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Uh!! Yeah!

Please update when/if you did!

Maybe I should confess to my friend too… hopefully it goes well.

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It’s been 3 days. How did it go? Did anyone confess?

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So, here’s a funny story…

Turns out @arodarmivida and I know each other irl. I should have guessed by her username, that’s literally my bestie’s favorite song.

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Am I the only one curious about the boy they thought one of them had a crush on?

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Why do you have ”mom” in quotations?

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There are some things that are too complicated to explain, my dear lesbian on the internet.

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It still does not answer the question?

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[amooo1023]

Could you do either a Taranza × Reader or a Daroach × Reader, not really picky about anything else I just want some fluff

I'll do both of them! I'll be happy to do this requests.

Taranza x Reader (HEADCANONS)

• Taranza was still heartbroken over Queen Sectonia. I mean, maybe seeing your crush slowly turn into a monster and then eventually betraying you even when you stayed by their side the whole time is a bit scarring.

• So him getting a friend like you was great for someone like as lonely as Taranza. In his mind at least or how he is described.

• If you'd be willing to listen, he would vent to you sometimes. Maybe about past mistakes and just in general guilt. He won't do it too often! Sometimes he just wants to get things off his chest.

• He does this weird thing where he randomly ties objects to a web. One time you saw your toaster hanging from the ceiling with a web holding it up in place after getting a visit from him. Hang outs are weird.

• Thinks the jambastion religion's greeting is ridiculous. He has gone on a rant about it to you many times. It was surreal at first until it became just uncommon. He doesn't seem like the type of person to rant is all.

• Not a picky eater, REALLY not a picky eater. Seriously, you swear you saw him eating a few rocks the other day. Then again it was only a glimpse.

• Despite his mostly gentle like appearance he's cunning and a bit of a bitch. You two were just hanging and he decided to just fuck with some weirdo because he thought it would be fun getting something out of them. Whatever item he got out of them, he gave it to you after as a gift.

• Speaking of gifts he tends to be the unique gifts type of friend or the gifter. (I dunno what they're called but the type of friend to often give you gifts yet somehow all of them are unique from the one of the other. I have that type of friend. NEVER CHANGE.) I mean let's be real over here, he stole the dimension mirror from the mirror world and gave it as a present to Sectonia. Insane weirdo I swear.

• His gifts range from simply unique, maybe something he made by hand (magic, silk etc) or straight up distinct and ancient. Yet somehow not having a single scratch in sight. Be careful with his gifts though. He might be a smarty-pants but he's not very observant.

• Kind of a party pooper. He doesn't mean to be though, he just isn't very acquainted with parties. Also because of his smarty-pants side he tends to miss out on jokes and just in general being confused by sarcasm. Questioning them and telling whoever told the joke it didn't make sense due to it not being possible.

• He's a little knowledgeable weirdo who just needs some friends. Having you will help him a lot.

Daroach x Reader (HEADCANONS)

• Unlike Taranza, Daroach isn't lonely. Instead having a gang and stealing valuable treasures from many presumably wealthy people.

• Daroach is the kind of guy to (sort of) act as if they don't care about their team only to later show care towards them. He genuinely cares for his gang or as he likes to call themselves 'The Squeek Squad'.

• He will constantly brag about how popular he was with the ladies before. Telling you that all of the gals fell head over heals for him and yada yada. You honestly stopped listening at some point. The only thing he did was brag and brag. You think he did this for an entire day if you were going to be honest.

• Sometimes his heists doesn't go too well. It doesn't happen often but when it happens. BOY, does it happen. Things got really bad one time so you had to break him and his squad out.

• Overconfident dumbass at times. He literally jumped into a pit of lava because "Some jerk bet him he couldn't jump over a heap of lava." You still don't have any idea as to how he got offended about that.

• Mischievous bastard, steals and causes conflicts almost constantly. (Also he's kind of an attention seeker.)

• Daroach has amazing social skills and is quite charismatic. You saw him talking his way out of a sticky situation flawlessly. They even seemed quite smitten by Daroach. You don't know if you should be wary or impressed.

• He gives you gifts sometimes. Usually they're stolen so it could probably get you in trouble. Luckily, this universe doesn't seem to have any laws or any restrictions at all so it doesn't really matter.

• Although Daroach might come off as someone unforgiving, he is very much the opposite! He is quick to forgive and understands most of the times. A little mouse had blown their cover while on a heist and Daroach forgave him almost immediately.

• He's usually closed off and defensive. So moments when he opens up and actually shows vulnerability are a rare sight and are meant to be treasured. He tries to look good and tough for his team which leads to him thinking that he cannot show weakness at all. Which isn't a good habit, just a reminder.

• He's overconfident and reckless, but he also has a vulnerable side. Also he's really loyal! A friend to treasure and keep indeed.

Sorry for this taking so long and it being so short! But I still hope you enjoyed it.

[nagalias-mindscape]

… I made the mistake of reading prompt suggestions for stories while needing to write for my SCP fanfic.

On one hand, I wrote nothing of importance chapter wise.

On the other hand, I now have dialogue lines for different characters and their interactions. I got a feel for plot points AND character personalities.

I’m not certain what the net gain/loss is on this. Different things I’ve decided on for my story are below Warning: may be a bit long.

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> Draven is a sweetheart, yeah, but also an asshole. “James told me it was wrong to wear a shirt with a target on it in light of last weeks assassination attempt on my life. So I changed it!” “… You’re wearing the same shirt, though?” “Nope! This one glows in the dark!”

> Iceberg and Alison are very much the stereotypical siblings who annoy each other, but heavens help you if you hurt one of them because the other gives no mercy.

> Draven and Iceberg should not be allowed alone together for more than 30 minutes (although they can still get into trouble in that time frame). James Talloran, pre SCP-3999, is not acceptable supervision for the two of them as he will enable their chaos. Post SCP-3999 is a different story.

> Iceberg’s gradual change in personality (actively hostile -> passively annoyed -> resigned acceptance of not having a personal space) confuses everyone who isn’t in his immediate circle of interactions and doesn’t know what happened (Meridiana happened. She’s a force of nature).

> Dr. Gears has many regrets about letting Alison and Iceberg interact as often as they do, but no one has more regrets than Aaron Siegel (O-1) who suffers the combined forces of the two to annoy him.

> SCP-166 (Meridiana) is an innocent angel, don’t let Allison and Iceberg tell you otherwise.

> Iceberg 100% relearns sarcasm from Alison and his days are never filled with boredom again, much to many people’s horror.

> For all that Alison and Iceberg are siblings who will absolutely knife someone who messes with the other, they did originally meet under some unfavorable terms… that mostly raised questions in Alisons head about what the fuck kind of person Iceberg is to not even be concerned that she’s been actively trying to kill him for multiple hours in a row.

> The more I write it, the more the idea of Iceberg x Simon Glass is making me coo. They can be very sweet on each other… while still also being terrifying.

> Julian may not be the leader of the Chaos Siblings (TJ Bright, Alison Chao, Meridiana, Iceberg, Draven, James, and whoever else I add to this pile), he is also usually the one who startles the rest by just appearing in a room their in. Because he checked for a back door.

> Neither Dr. Bright or Mikell Bright are part of the “Chaos Siblings” but that’s fine with them. They’re just happy TJ can try to be a relatively non-anomalous kid around Iceberg.

> Meridiana needs to stop trying to pick up flowers she sees and eat them. “That… was a paper flower, Meri.” “… That does explain the weird aftertaste.”

> James and Draven can bicker like an old married couple, and they are 1000% smitten with each other. You think Glass and Iceberg can be diabetes-inducing? James and Draven are 500% worse.

> Meridiana has no qualms about going with the flow when one her pseudo siblings decides they want to cause chaos. She’s usually the one cheering them on- unless it involves potentially hurting someone.

> SCP-3999 does not like Iceberg. At all. It will tolerate him simply because it literally can’t do anything to him. James occasionally crashes in Iceberg’s room when reality decides it wants to upend itself around him for this reason.

> On the flip side, 408 adores Iceberg because he reunited Draven and Dr. Kondraki and got the two reconcile. And Dr. Kondraki to ease off the alcohol.

> Dr. Glass loves his job, really he does! He loves the people he takes care of, too. He also wants to break shit and scream, because holy shit the Foundation is a stressful place to work and why is it too mich to ask for people to try to be functional adults?

> Iceberg has trouble believing all the bullshit that happens around him. The world made more sense before he was made to go back to school, although he will admit it’s more fun now.

> If you stick your fingers in his mouth, Iceberg will bite down regardless of how awake or asleep he is at the time. Dr. Glass discovered this the hard way.

> Iceberg regrets ever teaching Meridiana about his bombs. Like, major regrets. The only thing that’s stopping him from full-on panic is that Meridiana prefers peaceful solutions over violence. (He also might need a geiger counter, now, but that’s a Future-Iceberg problem).

> Dr. Clef is a dramatic asshole when it comes to parent-teacher conferences. Dr. Gears is suffering silently whenever they both have to arrive together and he has to listen to Dr. Clef mock-whine.

> Because of Iceberg, Family reunions are terrifying times for a lot of people. (Think of the Siegel-Gears-Chao chaos, and add in the Bright, Kondraki, and whatever last name Clef uses families. It’s total chaos all around).

> Alison is the first person to question anyone who claims Iceberg is dead, regardless of what “proof” is presented to her. No one gets to kill Iceberg until she does. The same is true of any rumors of her grandfather’s demise.

> Iceberg has 100% been inside the Wanderer’s Library to bring soup to Alison whenever she gets sick. It annoys the other people on how he’s getting in without triggering anything.

> Iceberg will shiv someone who touches any chocolate that’s marked as his. Eat the last chocolate in his hidden stash? Sleep with both eyes open because Iceberg will get his revenge.

> Iceberg is very tempted by Alison’s offer of going no-contact with the Foundation via hiding in the Wanderer’s Library full time, but ultimately decides against it.

> Meridiana and Alison quickly learn better than to jokingly challenge Iceberg to something as he will do it- one only needs to look back at the swimming challenge issued to Iceberg to realize this.

> For the purposes of Plot Hilarity (and because all claim to reality has been trashed), Iceberg is ‘immune’ to SCP-963 with a caveat. He’ll still die if it comes into contact with his skin, but the amulet immediately triggers Iceberg’s anomaly into trying to defend himself- so amulet gets frozen solid on the side facing Iceberg. Said amulet, and Dr. Bright, are both fine after being scrapped off of Iceberg. This is one of the few instances of something continuing to work after coming into contact with the full force of Iceberg’s ‘energy’ draining properties.

> Iceberg meets many members of the O5. Usually without him knowing. He would like the Assassin to stop using his apartment as cold-body storage, however. He’ll keep the poisons without complaint, mind you.

> Draven and James are both horrified when they learned that not only is Iceberg amazing at making explosives, he’s pretty decent at picking locks, making poisons, and hacking electronics (not that he’s been able to do much of that last one since got his anomaly), but that he also taught Meridiana how to do all that too and she’s decent at them, too.

> Alison 100% teaches Meridiana about memes, just to fuck with Dr. Clef.

> For a new years party, Dr. Kondraki notes barrels of explosives. Iceberg is offened at the implication that they may be store-bought because that’s no fun.

> Alison would very much like to know the definition of the word “legal” that people keep questioning her about.

> Alison worries about her brother- she asked for flirting tips from the ONE person she personally knows in a stable (and healthy!) relationship, and got told “don’t do what Simon did and throw knives at the object of your affection”.

> It actually startles- and scares- Iceberg the day he realizes the family group he managed to gather around himself are here to stay. As in, it’s not just a cover story anymore- it’s full on reality. No going back, now.

> Alison is 100% the sort of person who would smack Dr. Clef with a salmon simply because the salmon was on sale. Full price salmon? Nah, not worth the money.

> Draven’s response to the BS he can get into is usually “In my defense, James left me unsupervised.” This a valid- and acceptable- response for the Foundation.

> Alison was gifted a cursed / possessed Furby by Iceberg. Allison adores it, especially after it tries (and fails) to stab her grandfather.

> Dr. Glass is 100% the sort of person who would find an abandoned pet on the side of the road and decide to keep them. This amuses and exasperates Iceberg- whose anomaly makes keeping standard household pets a real trial.

> One of the few things Iceberg cannot teach Meridiana how to do, is cook. Not because he can’t cook, but because they will inevitably end up with a kitchen being on fire. Somehow.

> Dr. Bright has no reality-bending abilities. This does not stop Dr. Clef from being suspicious of where Dr. Bright keep pulling out all those snacks from.

> Dr. Bright has been known to use said snacks to bribe favors out of Iceberg. This works without fail, since Dr. Bright uses chocolate against him.

> Iceberg would totally swallow a grenade on accident.

> If you think Dr. Glass can be terrifying, you should meet his mothers. He claims they can be far more terrifying, although Iceberg doesn’t get it since they were absolutely smitten with him over making their son a happy man.

> Alison is absolutely blown away by the eventual trust Iceberg puts into her. She’s family, as far as he’s concerned- why wouldn’t he trust her?

> That same trust is given to all his siblings- even TJ.

> That trust is also given back, much to Iceberg’s confusion. He still don’t get how actual families work, but he’s been told that’s fine. He’ll learn eventually.

> Iceberg doesn’t really care for Mikell Bright, but will happily help make Adam Bright’s week a whole lot worse if Mikell or Dr. Bright asks.

> If Aaron Siegel finds his drinks poisoned, chances are Alison had a hand in it. Even if it was literally impossible for her to have done it or organized it, 80% of the time it was her fault.

> If Draven ever has a terrible idea for something, he’ll tell Iceberg instead of James.

> When asked about how his childhood self imagined his future to be, Iceberg will remark “I was making explosives when I was five- the fact that I’m still alive comes as a surprise to present me.”

> Iceberg will never say he had a boring childhood- he was making explosives! That said, he’d happily trade all the explosives and excitement for having had an actual family who gave a damn…. But not anymore, now that he’s got a family to belong to. One that does give a damn about him.

> The Chaos Siblings like to rib Iceberg, who takes it all with grace. They all know that O5 would look the other way if Iceberg took real offense- without meaning to, he became too valuable to depose of. As long as Iceberg does things within reason, they’re usually content to leave him be.

> Anytime Dr. Clef remarks his surprise at something his daughter knows that doesn’t seem like something she should know, chances are 50-50 on either Alison or Iceberg having taught it to her.

> Speaking of Chaos Siblings and Family Reunions, Iceberg has a bit of a habit of getting adopted. First by Dr. Gears, then by Meridiana, then by Draven, and then by TJ Bright.

> I have 0 clue if I’m going to add Sigguros of this equation, but Iceberg would be the one adopting her (as a sibling). Doesn’t matter that she’s a fully grown adult, he’s going to take care of her like Meridiana took care of him.

> People at the school are terrified when they get to know Iceberg and realize that he has MORE family than just him and Meridiana, and he’s nowhere near the most dramatic of them. “Also, with this family, who said there’s sense to be had?”

> Draven and Iceberg are totally the two-brain cell duo. The trouble they can get into together makes for quality entertainment and a very unique kind of stupidity. Usually at their own expense, which is fine since Foundation healthcare is pretty top-tier.

—- —- —-

I have so many more thigns I could mention, but my hand is cramping from holding the phone and it’s basically 3 in the morning. Yuck.

[jacqui-velazquez]

IC TASK 003 : TIME CAPSULE

when: early november where: jacqui’s dorm room

Jacqui sat down, light washing over them as they adjusted the lamp and their phone, trying to get an ideal set up to record this video. They were feeling contemplative - had been in a weird mood for the past few days, if they were being honest, and finally decided to record a submission for the time capsule. Perhaps getting some thoughts of their chest would help. Sure - they were a little high. But it’s not like anyone would be able to tell on the video. And even if they could - no one was watching it for fifty years. What were they going to do about it?

On a side bar - if getting stoned wasn’t legal in 2072, Jacqui seriously hoped Earth went the way of self destruction.

Their head angled to one side as they considered the lighting, finally happy with it before moving to sit back on the floor pillow they had set up, starting to record. “Okay,” they murmured, giving themselves a little shake, as if to reset their thoughts. “Where to start....I wasn’t going to do this, originally. I’m not sure I agree with time capsules, as like….a concept,” they said, wrinkling up their nose. “Besides, I’m a freshman. I’ve only been here for a few months. And it’s not like they’ve been….normal. So I’m not sure if I’m the best person to speak to what Ogden was like fifty years ago. For you. Fifty years ago for you guys. Not to mention, I kinda….doubt any of it mattering that much. No matter who is speaking about it,” they added, shrugging up their shoulders, an exhale accompanying their slump to their original position.

“But I also feel like everyone is going to give the same sorta refrain - somewhere between college is the best four years of your life and fuck this place. And I don’t agree with either of those,” Jacqui mused, eyes losing their focus, looking off into the distances as they rambled. “Maybe I just feel like playing the contrarian,” they quipped, a grin lifting one side of their lips.

“But, you know...when I was touring colleges last year, and came to see Ogden…the campus made me feel like I had found something special. Something to treasure. And that’s pretty fucking cool, with how fucked up everything in the world is. Honestly...I had been looking for that ever since…well, ever since I met this guy a couple years ago.” 

As soon as Jacqui said it, they scrunched up their nose, curling their lip up in a hint of disgust - damn, couldn’t even pass the Bechdel test when talking to themselves. But...it was honest. 

“He made me think he cared about me,” they continued, the words coming out slowly as she began to speak again. “Made me feel like….I don’t know. Life is so fucked up, you know. Nothing matters. We’re all just trying to get from point a to point b, but…Jesse made me feel like I mattered,” she said, refocusing into the camera lens as their expression turned contemplative, a small crease appearing on their forehead.

“And then it turned out it was all just…fake. A game for him. A literal bet. And once he won, he just ghosted. Even though I was…”

With that, Jacqui shook their head, cutting themselves off. No, somethings were better left unsaid. Even if no one would know about it for decades.

“Anyways. I don’t hold it against him,” they said, pressing their lips together. “Maybe I should, but I don’t. Because I think that while he was pretending to be whoever he needed to fool me…he was actually more himself than he normally is. And damn, if I can’t relate to that. Think we all can, in a way.” Jacqui shrugged again, a quiet sniff following the words.

“All that to say that I guess my advice or whatever…life is too short. Do what you want to do. Even if you’re scared how it’s going to look to other people. Just be yourself. God, we’re all just floating in space on a fucking rock. Who cares what other people think?”

Jacqui leaned forward to stop the recording, pausing with their hand just above the screen, a smile quirking their lips upwards as they let out a small laugh. “Guess that’s assuming that in fifty years Earth is still livable and humankind hasn’t fled to a spaceship or some shit.” 

[mojaves]

📸💡🍼 for seb =D

📸 CAMERA - do they enjoy having their picture taken? what's their go-to pose? do they like taking photos? what do they take photos of?

when he was younger he honestly didnt care. josie [his younger sister] was always fascinated with cameras and loved to take pictures of anything and everything. and most of the time it was either seb or luci [brother] as the subject. she has so many photo albums of the three of them [and sometimes luiza] spanning Years, all the way until seb left home. after that, seb absolutely Hated having his picture taken in any capacity. hated even looking at himself in the mirror most days bc of what arasaka was doing to him, and seeing himself change so drastically in just a few months terrified him. he didnt want to know how he looked. because whoever was looking back at him, that wasnt him anymore. after being thrown out of arasaka, it got a little bit complicated bc he had this weird boost in self confidence for a while. well less of a boost and more of like. an almost unhealthy obsession with his appearance. he had to look good at All Times. he had to look presentable, approachable. still didnt like having his picture taken but he could spend hours looking in a mirror pointing out every single flaw. over the years though thats mostly settled down, and he's more normal about it now. far less obsessive over his appearance, mostly on account of having more important things to worry about. and he's working with people who love him for who he is. they dont care how he looks. and thats when he Actually starts feeling more confident in himself. and who knows!!! maybe he will even start smiling for the camera again one day [:

💡 LIGHTBULB - is your oc a planner? do they write down every small detail or just wing it?

if it's a job, he's planning it down to the extremely fine details and coming up with at LEAST 5 back up plans for anything that could potentially go wrong. for literally anything else, he's just winging it. he's very good at improvising quickly, and generally manages to get himself out of sticky situations with ease bc of it. but unfortunately sometimes the 'winging it' is more just. blind impulse. which is basically the equivalent of him running head first into a brick wall at 100mph. someone stop him. please.

🍼 BABY BOTTLE - what are their thoughts on children?

while he doesn't necessarily feel like he could have kids of his own, that will not stop him from wanting to protect his friends kids with his Life. he will not let anything or anyone hurt them. he is Very protective. but at the same time he's the fun gay uncle who swears in front of you all the time and goes to buy you ice cream. all while telling you the most insane stories you have ever heard in your life about what he did growing up. absolutely fascinating guy to literally any kid he ever meets. AND he's more than tall enough to be used as a climbing frame.

[invcntions]

(whispers) the ship meme for any of ours ... whoever you're feeling 👀

you say this to me as if i'm not always feeling all of them... have it under the read more because i got carried away. ( and would literally have done all of them if it wasn't going to take so long ily).

nate/max

Who’s the cuddler? honestly they both are i mean who saw this coming from two angry boys, but i actually think just based off our current thread that the one who initiates it slightly more is max? but let's be honest they’d be holding on to each other always if they could. 

Who makes the bed? definitely max, sorry nate is too lazy and it just doesn’t cross his mind, he’d much rather focus on breakfast and coffee. 

Who wakes up first? again probably max, he's busier during the day while nate is normally coming in at some late hour from a shift and climbing into bed next to him then sleeping in the following morning.

Who has the weird taste in music? nate. it’s not especially weird i think he just likes really old music in general and has zero idea about what’s popular or even currently out.

Who is more protective? oh they both are! hands down, if you pick a fight with either of them then you’re getting both of them, neither is standing for anything happening to the other.

Who sings in the shower? i want to say max just because it’s his shower and he’s more comfortable there (though let’s be honest nate considered it his home about 10 minutes after temporarily moving in) but i just love the idea that he does and nate would find it the most endearing thing he’s ever heard in his live. 

Who cries during movies? honestly it’s probably nate, i don’t think he used to watch a lot of movies before moving in with max and he definitely just silently cries during the classic heartbreaking ones and pretends he isn’t.

Who spends the most while out shopping? max because he’s more used to it? nate is still in his can i make this pizza last for three meals mindset and while i feel like max does try to get him out of that in general it’s still him who’s a little more comfortable with spending. 

Who kisses more roughly? i feel like nate, he can’t help it he’s got a lot of feelings to channel into the kissing okay. 

Who is more dominant? it depends on the day with these two like? i feel they both have their times and moods when they’re more dominant and times when they left the other take the lead a little more. 

My rating of the ship from 1-10. limitless. i'll love them till my death. 

finn/jesse

Who’s the cuddler? one day i will answer one of these as not, they both are, but it’s not for these two because they clearly both are from NIGHT ONE. 

Who makes the bed? finn. even if jesse is still in it. he can’t help it honestly it’s just part of what he does in the morning and having an incredibly cute boyfriend will not stop that.

Who wakes up first? again most likely finn, he’s up obnoxiously early probably to do something productive like go for a run but he’d absolutely come home and wake jesse up with coffee and kissing his forehead. 

Who has the weird taste in music? jesse because finn has no taste in music. he just listens to whatever jesse tells him to and nods along like he’s enjoying it. 

Who is more protective? i feel like it comes naturally to finn to be super protective so by instinct it’s him but at the same time i could also see jesse being so if he needed to be because they just care so much about each other. 

Who sings in the shower? i hope jesse and i hope he does it while they’re away on their little break and finn can just think it’s the cutest thing in the entire world. 

Who cries during movies? i want to say jesse just because he’s an angel and seems empathetic so i feel like is more likely to let himself feel things in the movies whereas finn is actually pretty intense on the was raised not to cry side of things. 

Who spends the most while out shopping? probably finn, he gets distracted by coffee shops, books and anything study related so can’t help it. plus i just feel he likes buying things for jesse as well so it just accidentally happens. 

Who kisses more roughly? they are soft kissers okay, just soft boys in general, though obviously when things get going i feel like both of them a little bit. 

Who is more dominant? finn lol. my secretly dominant baby. 

My rating of the ship from 1-10. 10000x the softest boys how can it not be

jackson/dominic (yes i am going there)

Who’s the cuddler? i want to say jackson? because as we’ve established it’s sort of his way of showing how he feels, especially with dom (because he’s not massively a cuddler with anyone else). and while i think sober he’s never been super cuddly with him so far he's for sure more so when they’ve gone out drinking and crashed in the same bed after it. like drunk college!jackson in particular would have been so soft with him. 

Who makes the bed? dominic. jackson is too messy while dominic actually has a general sense of having his life together and taking on adult tasks. 

Who wakes up first? again dom, i don’t know i just feel like he has actual responsibilities to take care of and things to go and do, while jackson is always willing to go back to sleep so not to have to face the day yet. 

Who has the weird taste in music? JACKSON. his taste in music is horrific i feel like dom let him have the aux cord once and just never again. very intense. far too much bass for a nice drive to the shops. 

Who is more protective? historically jackson, like please he’s been protective of dom from day one and would still do absolutely anything for him. though i do think the scales have evened the older they’ve got and like there’s no way dominic’s letting anyone say anything about jackson either, especially when i do think on occasion jackson has had a short fuse in situations that he probably shouldn’t have and needed the backup. 

Who sings in the shower? hot take, they both do. like they bonded over the fact they like animals, of course they both sing in the shower. 

Who cries during movies? neither do noticeably, they both just sit there in silence and pretend they’re not doing their best not to as the emotional stuff goes down. honestly if it’s too sad and he might cry jackson will leave the room. 

Who spends the most while out shopping? dominic? he’s shopping for a family of two so...  no but in seriousness i don’t feel like either are particularly out of control with money, they just buy what they need.

Who kisses more roughly? jackson only because he’s got a decades worth of built up feelings to put behind it and i feel like if when they do kiss it’s going to be either the most intense thing ever or the softest thing ever. 

Who is more dominant? i have gone back and forth on this a hundred times and i dO NOT KNOW. my gut says jackson but i also think dominic could be a surprise victor...  let me know if you do know. 

My rating of the ship from 1-10. 0/10. they’re going to fully break my heart. i hate them.

[escapenightmare]

hcs of what the bnha characters would be like if their s/o recieves an anonymous love letter in their locker or on their desk? thank you!

WHEN YOU GET AN ANONYMOUS LOVE LETTER.

― bakugou, denki, shoto, izuku x gn!reader

cw. cursing note. thanks for requesting!! <3

― KATSUKI BAKUGOU

he doesn't show he cares at first, and pretends he doesn't give a fuck about it, but once he sees the contents of the letter he'd quite literally be fuming.

“who the fuck do they think they are, sending a love letter to you? and an anonymous one too, what a loser.”

if you say you appreciate their gesture he'd be even madder than he was before because― he's your super angry boyfriend and he's right in front of you.

it's perfectly normal for him to get jealous over it.

but does he like it? no he doesn't; he hates feeling jealous in general because he doesn't want to come off as possessive and/or controlling towards you.

he'd try and brush the love letter off the first time (jk, he burns it once you say you don't want to keep it)

but the second time?

he is so pissed. he bombards you with questions like “can't that fuck see we're together?” “do you have any idea who it is?” “is this one of your dumb pranks?”

if you'd let him he'd send his friends off to find whoever the fuck that secret admirer was if he could.

unless you stop him― if you don't he'll just go on with his plan.

either that or he'll take matters into his own hands.

he would take extreme meassures and hide somewhere close by to your locker or peep somewhere next to your class so he can catch whoever it is once they stop next to your locker or go into the class, whichever happens first.

he will burn all the letters though.

and it's not just burning, he'll explode them into tiny little pieces.

as for whoever sent you the letter though, it's best to not go into details.

― DENKI KAMINARI

to be honest, he genuinely didn't care about it that much since he knew you wouldn't drop him for some “anonymous person who's too scared to show their face.”

don't tell him that's the literal meaning of anonymous― he knows that already.

but once you get more and more letters as the days pass, he'll definitely be very, very annoyed.

like bakugou, he does complain to tell his friends about it.

but unlike said blonde, he doesn't ask them to go hunt the anonymous person or anything.

denki straight up takes matters into his own hands and plans to hide somewhere so he can catch the person red handed in the act; though, it doesn't go as planned because he gets sidetracked and ends up playing 8 ball pool with sero online.

anyways, since that plan didn't work due to technical difficulties (or so he said), he goes to plan b aka a plan he totally didn't come up with on a whim.

put plainly, plan b is basically him just showing off your relationship.

he's naturally affectionate (he'll tone it down if you want him to, of course) but his affectionate nature slightly increases; among other things he swings your hands way more aggressively than he used to when you hold hands, kisses both your cheeks thrice before he drops you off at your next class, and talks about you way more than he used to. he thinks that if he's more affectionate with you, the anonymous person will see you two and just give up.

which is exactly what happens because the anonymous love letters stop after that.

― SHOTO TODOROKI

as dense as he can be, he knows a love letter when he sees one. meaning, he is agitated.

shoto kind of turns into a helicopter parent after that; he's literally everywhere, watching you (like aoyama is when you're watching mha)― you're going to the cafeteria? ok, he's right next to you. you're going to the library? wait a minute, he's grabbing his shoes. going to the bathroom? just joking, he's not that bad.

it does go up to the point where you have to sit him down and have a heart to heart about it

he didn't even realize he was being weird and stalkerish 😭 so he apologizes straight off the bat and pinky promises not to do it again.

but there's still the love letter problem so he talks to you about it, saying he doesn't like it and he finds it annoying.

there's nothing you can do about it though. since they're anonymous love letters, you can't talk to the person sending them and ask them to stop since you don't know who it is, and neither does shoto want either of you to waste time hanging or hiding around your class / locker waiting for them to show up

so he goes with the most convinient plan he could think of:

waiting it out; even if it requires extreme patience, anger management and forced smiles when he sees the pink envelopes on your table.

and it works! a few days later the letters stop, and shoto couldn't be any more happier.

you did notice that he was a little more affectionate in public than he was before the whole ordeal though.

just don't mention it to him.

― IZUKU MIDORIYA

he literally peeped over your shoulder to read it when you got a letter the first time

wasted no time in analyzing every single detail of the letter: paper size, handwriting, envelope type, ink color and gets into detective mode, trying to figure out who it is.

he might even ask his friend, detective shoto for help.

he doesn't do either of those things except analyze everything in his head and pout, trying to get to the bottom of this mystery.

he totally gets jealous of the poetic words the anonymous sender has written, since he hasn't ever given you a letter that poetic― let's be real, he's definitely given you a letter at least once.

he gets so very pouty and whiny if you keep the letters, but he refuses to admit it because he doesn't want you thinking he's controlling. you can see it through his hurried “you can keep it if you want to! idon'tmind-”

him refusing to keep eye contact shows it all.

either way, like shoto he'd prefer to wait it out but that doesn't mean he doesn't try to find out who it is, or he doesn't get jealous upset about it.

he would most definitely figure out who it is due to his amazing analyzing skills, but he wouldn't do anything direct except drop subtle (or not so subtle) hints at the person to show that izuku knows what's up. eg; holding your hand and kissing your cheek whenever said person is close by.

he lets out a genuinely relieved sigh when a few days pass by and you don't seem to be getting any more letters.

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