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littlestl4mb · 3 days ago

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running errands with nerdy boyfriend luigi???? 😭

YURRRRR

to be honest, i think it would be luigi’s favorite thing to do with you. i think he’d really like the simplicity and domesticity of it. he doesn’t care much for going on fancy dinner dates, or going on expensive couple vacations together. no, those superficial milestone-markers that other couples like to boast, they don't do much for him. never have. instead, he finds happiness on a simple saturday morning in spring, when the air is still a little brisk but it’s teasing the approaching summer’s warmth. and most importantly, he’s on his way to see you.

he’s got the biggest grin on his face as he’s walking up to your door. most nights you two spend together. whether he’s at your place or you’re at his place (i think he has a preference for spending the night at your place though. your home smells like you; lavender and vanilla. and he loves your cozy bedroom. he might criticize the excessive amount of pillows on your bed but he secretly loves flopping down onto them and napping). but last night you spent the night separated because you went to hang out with some friends and didn’t get back home until late, and he wanted to work on some program he’s been developing. safe to say, he missed you a lot. and it’s no secret you missed him either.

when you open the door for him, he casually strolls in.

“hi, gigi,” you hum and press a sweet kiss to his cheek, your hands full of the laundry that you’re about to throw into the washing machine. he grins sheepishly and blushes. no matter how much you kiss him, it always makes him a little flustered still. he shuts the door behind him, and then moves to the living room. he sets his backpack down, and then pulls out a little notepad in a very routine manner. you’re bumbling around the apartment, trying to tidy it up before you head out for the day.

he starts writing a list of everything you usually do on saturdays together:

1. take car to car wash 2. get groceries for the week 3. drop box off at post office that y/n has procrastinated sending for the last 3 weeks. do NOT let her say “we can just do it next week” this time.

mid writing his list, he looks over at you and raises his eyebrows. “is there anything else we have to do today? or just the usual stuff?” he hums.

you pause and put your hand on your hip as you think about it.

“hmm. i don’t think…- oh yeah! i need to go to cvs and pick up some stuff too. ran out of face cream,” you nod your head. with a double click of his pen, he jots it down.

“okay, what all do we have on the list?” you inquire, joining him by his side to look over his shoulder.

“i think i’m fine on groceries this week. can always get ‘em later if i need them. you can cross that off” you point at the second item on the list, your hands lightly resting on his shoulders.

luigi guffaws, out of disbelief. though, he doesn’t say anything at first. instead, he stands up from the couch and turns the corner to the kitchen. the distinct rattling of the fridge door opening, followed by the thudding of the cabinet doors closing and opening is your answer to the question you didn’t ask.

you see his hand poke out from the kitchen door, a graceful wave of his fingers beckons you forward. you already know the look on his face without having to see him. when you enter the modest kitchen, he has the refrigerator door propped open. a wrinkle in his forehead forms from his eyebrows being raised out of such skepticism.

“yeah, you don’t need to go to the grocery store, baby? there’s like, 5 cans of diet coke in here and some… nasty old bananas.” he frowns as his hand gestures to the mostly empty space in the fridge.

“okay, fine, lu. we’ll go grocery shopping.” you huff. it’s an argument you’ve had one too many times already. one that you have never won, too. and well, you might not know everything, but you certainly know it’s no use arguing with an engineer. at least not about this.

“i’m driving” luigi deadpans while you two make your way out of your apartment. it’s no surprise, considering the fact that the man has been in the car with you one too many times where you’ve nearly totaled your car. there was the time you were driving into town, and a little puppy on the sidewalk caught your attention and you veered into another lane. that caused a slew of cars honk at you… oh, and there was the other time when you backed into a pole while parallel parking, which luckily only left a small scratch- but gave luigi a heart attack all the same.

yeah, so long as luigi could help it, you were the designated passenger princess.

“okay, fine. can we at least go get coffee first?” you pout up at him as he opens the passenger side door of his car for you.

“well, yeah. thought that was a given,” he says as closes the door and gets in on his side.

luigi also likes driving because he likes to compute the most simple and efficient route possible. he thinks of it as an equation. and you really don’t mind him being your personal chauffeur. where all you have to worry about is what songs you want to play next on the stereo.

when you guys get to the post office after washing your car and getting coffee, luigi is the one who carries the box in for you. so all you have to do is tell the clerk the address you’re sending the package to. he does that often: carrying your things for you. when you go to bookstores, he carries around the pile of books you want to purchase on top of his own. and the same thing will probably happen later when you go to cvs; he’ll carry your little skincare products and bottles of vitamins for you too.

after you’ve finished up at the post office, luigi tugs out his little notebook. he checks off the post office, which is under the crossed out ‘1. go to car wash’.

the next stop is indeed the pharmacy. luigi is doddling along your side, his eyes wide with curiosity as he looks over the multitude of face lotions. though, that doesn’t distract him from the topic at hand. he’s been prattling on about some substack article he read discussing AI today, and also a podcast that he listened to last night while he was up coding. most of the jargon he uses flies right over your head, but he does his best to explain it to you. and even though you still struggle to understand why it’s so important, you just like hearing him talk about something he’s so passionate about. you get a little smug smile on your face, and luigi quirks up an eyebrow and goes, “what?”

all you can do in response is shake your head and look away, trying to suppress your coy grin with a small, “nothing.”

“no, seriously. what are you smiling about? i know AI doesn’t make you this happy, baby,”

“you’re right, it doesn’t. but i like hearing you talk about it. it’s cute,” you’d shrug.

and luigi— really!— no matter how long you two’ve known each other, still gets bashful sometimes when you compliment him out of the blue. he’s got that nerd in him, after all.

and after you’ve finished at the pharmacy, you make your last stop for the day: target. you convince luigi to go there instead of the boring grocery store. much to luigi’s protest too— he knows it’s an excuse to mingle through aisles of things you don’t really need. ‘going to target instead of the actual grocery store decreases our percentage of efficiency so much, y/n’ he usually groans. but for him, he knows that argument is the losing one. something he’ll never win on because you’re stubborn. and you’re cute when you’re pouting and begging him too with those big rounded out eyes of yours. plus, he thinks it’s endearing when you bumble through aisles and pick up random things and show them off to him as if its the most fascinating thing in the world. and anyways, if you two are really on a tight schedule, he’ll pull out the boyfriend move of jokingly placing his hand on the scruff of your neck while directing you towards where you’re supposed to go.

but you two have all the time in the world today, so he pushes the cart for you as you guide him down the candle aisle

“gigi, what do you think of this one?” you ask as you push the dark red jar towards his face. the overtly ‘chai latte’ candle overwhelms his senses. with a scrunch of his nose and exaggerated cough, he shakes his head.

“god no. too much. plus, i like your lavender and vanilla one more. smells more like you.”

you hum in acknowledgment as you pull back the candle to smell again. maybe, he did have a point.

“mm fine. guess you’re right.” you pout out your bottom lip before setting the candle back down on the shelf.

and then you’re finally shuffling off to the grocery aisles, luigi pushing the cart alongside you. strolling through the aisles of food, you’ve managed to pick up a few things. a box of flavored instant oatmeal, some pasta for easy dinners, and a bag of chocolate for morale sit in the cart.

luigi’s eyes glance down at the items. his jaw is tense, his cheekbone hollowed out while the weight of his tongue pushes against the inside of his cheek. he’s unamused, if his facial expression is anything to go by.

“so when are you going to pick up actual food?” his question almost cuts like a knife. it’s not that he tries to sound so brute, but sometimes he just comes across that way when he’s being so direct. it’s the italian in him.

“what are you talking about? this is plenty fine, luigi.” you roll your eyes at him.

“what am i talking about? even the comp sci geeks i know eat more regular meals than you do. you need some actual nutrients. you eat like a canary.” he tuts. he juts his chin forwards and to the side as an indication for you to step out of the way.

speechless, you do. luigi proceeds down the aisle towards the produce section. contempt with your efforts so far, he helps himself to grabbing a bushel of broccoli, a bag of baby carrots too, and a few apples, yogurts, and protein bars to boot.

you roll your eyes at him, “yeah, well now it looks like i eat like a rabbit” you point to the baby carrots and broccoli. luigi snorts at that, and then nods in agreement.

“well you do look like a bunny. so it’s kind of fitting,” he quips, but his tone is more lighthearted and soft now.

your foot stomps in protest at his joke, “do not!”

“yeah, see? you even stomp like one when you’re angry,” he laughs, his grin only growing.

with a sigh of defeat, you shake your head and give him a “fine, whatever”.

and once luigi is content with the amount of groceries in the cart, he finally directs you two to the checkout. he pulls out his own card to pay for them, because he has that kind of sense and need to take care of you. plus, it only seems fair because he almost always comes over and snacks on whatever is in your fridge himself.

when you two finally get home after the few hours spent out and about, it’s a relief. he puts your things away for you in the fridge and pantry. he has a very specific categorization of how he does it- each corner of the fridge has it’s own category. he makes a simple dinner for you two afterwards (probably some pasta with roasted veggies).

the rest of the evening is spent on your couch while he works on his code and you read a book. your feet draped over his lap. for your own amusement, you knock your feet against his hands just to pester him. he always quips back with a “stop that.” oh, and every once in awhile you take a pause and sit up to leer over his shoulder and look at whatever he’s working on. he probably tries to teach you a little bit of code too, which usually goes south pretty quickly and both of you end up bursting into giggles <3333

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venum0us · 3 days ago

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It makes me really sad you’re anti-proship. I am a huge fan of your work and was really happy when I saw your art. But then one day on Instagram you called proshippers “freaks” and that you wanted anyone like that off your followers list. I’ve never hurt anyone, I try to be kind to people and give them the benefit of the doubt, I don’t think I’m a dangerous person or something. It just makes me so sad. A lot of the proship content I consume or make is due to trauma I’ve suffered in my past. It helps me feel not so alone and not have all my feelings bottled inside. And there’s a lot of artistic merit to darker stuff, but I won’t get into it.

I’m not angry or anything. I’m not gonna report your account or make a call out post/harass you or something terrible just cause you said something that hurt my feelings. I just thought I would maybe make a plea for you to be a little more open minded.

No matter what conclusion you come to, I really hope you have a lovely day and I still think your art is amazing and technically impressive.

Hey, I'm real sorry you feel that way, but I have my reasons for why I am not and will never be comfortable with proshippers. I feel like it is never assumed or taken into consideration a lot of us have trauma, too. I am not going to get into that on my public art account because that is for me to know and I dont owe my trauma to anyone, but my issue with proshippers is the constant hiding behind trauma as an excuse to romanticize deplorable things. Imo Its not healthy to be surrounding yourself and consuming things that are going to romanticize and justify horrible things that have happened to you because instead of recognizing it as what it is, its further normalizing it in your mind. THAT is fiction affecting reality. Its not wrong to depict dark stories and intense themes, I think those are very important things that should be shared and talked about. What shouldnt be happening is the romanticization and justification of the horrible things in these stories regardless of if its morally just. Thats what proshipping is and I would prefer not to surround myself with people who think my or even their own trauma is something to be made into a cute ship or something to be admired when it is inherently harmful. It doesn't sit right with me and is not a healthy way to cope.

I really shouldn't have given this the time of day but since I haven't really spoken on this before here I guess I'll make it clear now: I do not like proshippers and you aren't welcome on my profile.

#brug

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leighsartworks216 · 1 day ago

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Skeletons In The Closet

dragon!Sylus x blind!oracle!Reader

Series Masterlist - Chapter One - Prev Chapter

I really need to make a reminder to update this on Thursdays. My fault for deciding to post it on a Thursday and keep up a weekly schedule I guess

Warnings: death, manhandling

Word Count: 1,066

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You wander the winding tunnels of Jewel’s home, tracing a hand along the wall to keep yourself oriented as you listen out for him. You haven’t noticed his presence around all day. He’s probably not here right now. Still, you don’t risk calling out for him, especially when you’ve been provided the perfect opportunity to snoop.

The chill doesn’t seep in so deeply anymore. With new clothes and shoes (new to you, anyway), your feet are protected and you are quite comfortable. Sleeping on the hard rock isn’t doing you any favors, nor the odd smell clinging to the clothes, but, one thing at a time.

Your hand slips from rock to cloth. Scratchy, woven threads form a tapestry, lined on the edges with soft tassels. You can feel a hole hidden behind it. You push it aside and duck under, tassels gently brushing your head as you step into the strange room.

The air is immediately heavier. It’s thick with a strong, rancid odor that has you covering your nose right away. You can’t place it at all.

You step carefully forward, keeping your foot low to the floor and feeling for anything solid that you could step on or fall over. It’s clear for the first few feet. The further in you go, the stronger the smell is.

Something clunks as you knock it with your foot. You stop abruptly and slowly crouch down to feel it. It’s long and dry, thin, but solid, with tough balls at the ends. Your brows pinch together as you try to figure out what it is. You reach out and find another. Several more - all of different sizes. Amongst them is something rounded. You lift it in both hands, turning it over and over, until you find something jagged along one of its surfaces.

You hold it by either side of the uneven surface. The ridges of it seem to be symmetrical, digging into your wrapped palms in the same way. You trail your thumbs along it, trying to make any sense of this object. It’s just as dry as the other ones, but why is it shaped like this? It feels like it has two holes mirroring each other, but the holes don’t go all the way through. The divots inside are smooth. Another hole rests between them, but it is jagged and uneven. A little ways further down, ridges, also uneven, with some sharp and some flat, lining the item.

You slowly trace back up it. Clarity suddenly hits you.

You cry out and toss it down, falling backward in shock. It clatters hollowly amongst a pile of bones. Human bones.

“Now what are you doing all the way down here?” The deep voice cuts into your fear. It trails a sharp claw down your spine. Twists the terror languidly around a finger, relishing in the way you cower away from him and into the pile of bones. You flinch away from touching them.

Heavy footfalls announce his approach. They’re not fast. They’re casual, taking their time, as a predator to a cornered prey.

“Why- Why do you have these?” The question comes out shaky and half-formed, dazed as you try to figure out what he’ll do next. “Did you…?”

He scoffs. “Use your words, pet.”

The words taste bitter on your tongue. “Did you kill these people…?”

“Yes.” There’s no hesitation in his answer. No remorse, no doubts. Your blood runs cold. “Does that bother you?”

“Why did you kill them? You can’t just kill people!”

“They wanted to kill me first. How about now? Am I justified?” A sharp hand grabs you by the collar of your clothes, pulling you roughly to your feet and pushing you ahead of him. It’s not a human hand. It’s not soft where it touches you.

You struggle against his hold, but it’s a futile endeavor. The tapestry scratches at your face as you’re forced through it. Your feet struggle to keep up. “Hng- Let me go! Why did they want to kill you?! What are you?!”

The stairs are the most unforgiving. You can’t take each step fast enough for him. As such, your feet get beaten up on each ledge, scraped on the rough stone anywhere your feet aren’t covered. You realize with a sinking gut that the clothes you wear now are most definitely from the bodies in that room.

You’re thrown to the floor suddenly, on top of a thin cloth. You quickly recognize it as the scrap of fabric you sleep on each night you’ve been here so far.

“I’m a fiend,” he answers lowly, dangerously, daring you to be afraid because it’s what he wants. He wants you to fear that word, and all the weight behind it.

It’s not a word one hears used lightly back in the city. Devils, demons, dragons, fiends - all names for the beasts that are said to one day destroy the world. It’s a prophecy as old as the city, perhaps older. As a child, you were warned to stay vigilant for the coming of the end, of doomsday. If you ever heard any news relating to its arrival, you were told to report it immediately.

The one time you do, you’re forced to run for your life…

And here he is - the bringer of the End. Casting his shadow over your cowering body. Hiding literal skeletons in his closet. Was his prophecy trying to tell you about the end of Philos, too?

He leaves you in your silence. You feel his shadow shift, hear his boots walk away. All you have left is the thin sheet and your thoughts to keep you company.

“Am I justified?” That phrase rings in your ear as you huddle into the corner, doing your damndest to ignore the feeling of something creeping up behind you. The innate fear of being attacked from behind. Your ears strain in the silence to listen out for him.

“Am I justified?” He killed all of those people. Probably more. Is the murder of so many people justified?

“They wanted to kill me first.” Can you trust him at his word? He’s a fiend - how can you trust a fiend not to lie? Though, you can’t recall him lying to you before. So much as you can tell, anyway.

“They wanted to kill me first. How about now? Am I justified?”

Is he…?

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gatorbites-imagines · 1 day ago

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I’m SO in love with your Dick x Wally x male Thanagarian reader HCs! I’ve read through them multiple times, and they’re stuck in my head 🥰🥰💖💖💖

I wasn’t the one who requested it, but would I be able to ask for more from them, with a mix of SFW and NSFW HCs? 🙏

Dick Grayson x Wally West x Thanagarian male reader

Headcanons

I’ve been stressing about my job situation since I quit my internship, as I still need an income, and all job postings around here I can do start in April. So, like any healthy person, im ignoring these feelings by writing.

You guys dating wouldn’t change too many things, as you guys were already close and spent a lot of time together. You guys become a lot more affectionate, which is new for you but not for Dick and Wally as they had already been dating for a long time.

They plan most of the dates in the beginning, as you are still trying to figure out what would work for your human lovers. Thanagar has different traditions and habits, so humans being so lax and creative is new even after this long.

Dick and Wally are both giddy when you decide to plan a date all on your own. You end up stressing yourself way too much, wanting it to be perfect, that you get help from some of the other titans.

I think your boyfriends would be happy with anything, even just going to your hideout and sitting around eating pizza and watching a movie. But seeing all the effort you put into it makes them happy.

On your guys one year anniversary, you give them rings made out of nth metal, possibly even made from small pieces of your wings, so you are always with them in one way or another.

This makes Wally and Dick both pout as they now think their gifts arent good enough. Of course, you don’t think so, anything they’ll give you is good, but they want to do something as meaningful as you did.

Expect something personal and sweet in the coming days. It doesn’t have to be expensive or anything, but its something that means something to all of you. You just feel flustered about it, but accept the pampering.

They of course don’t go beyond your boundaries, something you return as well, since you love your boyfriends as much as you can and they love you in return.

You don’t have any family on earth, there’s Carter and Shayera, but they aren’t really your family and you guys have different values. Luckily for you, your boyfriends have active families. It takes longer for the bats to welcome you, but at this point you’ve been on earth long enough to be trusted.

When it comes to the bedroom, Wally and Dick are much more comfortable than you are in the beginning. They already know each other inside and out, literally, and the first times you feel almost like an outsider.

They obviously don’t allow you to feel left out, and the first times you guys sleep together is a lot of just learning each other, figuring out what feels good and what you are all comfortable with.

I like to think Wally asks about you wearing your wings at least once when you guys are doing it, and you counter it by saying he should keep the flash suit on then. You hadn’t expected him to do it, but he does. Dick ends up doing it too, wearing the Nightwing suit. And who wouldn’t love that.

It lets you live out a couple of fantasies you’ve always had but never allowed yourself to indulge in, since you didn’t want to disrespect your friends and their relationship.

It’s pretty lethal to not have just one boyfriend with a lot of energy, but two. And one of those boyfriends has little to no rest between rounds. I could imagine Dick jokes about how its good that you came along, so you can switch out who’s fucking Wally so the other can rest.

They both love hickeys and you leaving them on them, since the whole being marked by you gets their blood pumping. They both love leaving them just as much though, so you end up starting to wear a high-collar outfit when you go out as your crime fighting persona.

It can be hard to find time where all three of you can spend personal time together. Theres always something going on in your personal cities, so there is a lot of one on one time. But I can imagine you guys make a habit out of calling whoever isn’t there, and letting them listen through their earpiece, if possible.

It gets kinda awkward for Dick a couple of times where the other bats, mostly Babs, checks in on his comms, only to hear Wallys needy gasping and whimpering and your deeper grunts and groans, as you describe in crude detail what you are doing to your shared boyfriend.

Babs might even be a bit impressed that Dick can keep up with his usual flips and kicks, taking out criminals like usual, and not letting what hes hearing distract him.

When he finally finishes up and gets back to wherever you guys are, Dick would dive right in, even if you and Wally had already washed up and were cuddling.

Luckily Wally is always raring to go, and it’s easy to get you worked up, just watching and listening to them. At the end of the night/early morning everyone is satisfied and happy, even if Wally has to be the one doing all the cleaning and morning cooking.

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angelluv16 · 2 days ago

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Rumor Has it

✩: Kaia Jenner, the youngest Kardashian-Jenner, is an up-and-coming actress. When F1 driver Charles Leclerc casually calls her his favorite actress, the internet goes crazy. What starts as rumors turns into a whirlwind of drama, chemistry, and public scrutiny.

Part 3

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pairing: Charles Leclerc x Jenner!reader

request: no!!

warnings: Hate, fluff, Angst, Language,

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I tossed my phone onto the couch beside me, but the stupid grin on my face wouldn’t budge. Charles freaking Leclerc just slid into my DMs. Well… kind of. It was just a dumb conversation about swimming, but still.

“You’re smiling at your phone,” Kim pointed out, not even looking up from her laptop. “Which means one of two things—either you just secured a bag, or you’re texting a guy.”

I rolled my eyes. “Maybe I’m just really excited about my new pool floaties.”

Khloé snorted. “Yeah, because that’s totally what makes you smile like that.” She turned her head to look at me, raising an eyebrow. “So? Spill. Who is it?”

“It’s no one.” I grabbed a pillow and hugged it to my chest, maybe a little too defensively.

Kylie smirked from across the room. “It’s someone.”

“It’s really not,” I tried again, avoiding their stares.

Kim finally looked up, narrowing her eyes. “You’re a terrible liar.”

Khloé gasped dramatically. “Wait—wait, wait, wait—this wouldn’t have anything to do with Charles Leclerc, would it?”

My stomach dropped. “What?”

Kylie’s eyes lit up like she just hit the jackpot. “Oh my God, it is!”

I groaned, burying my face in the pillow. “It’s not!” My voice came out muffled.

Khloé grabbed my phone off the couch before I could stop her. “Then you wouldn’t mind if I—”

“Khloé, I swear to God, give that back.” I reached for it, but she held it out of my grasp, laughing.

“Relax, I’m not actually gonna go through your DMs,” she said, tossing it back to me. “But the fact that you panicked says everything I need to know.”

I slumped back against the couch, huffing. “You guys are so annoying.”

Kim sipped her tea, looking far too smug. “So, when’s the wedding?”

I groaned again. “I hate all of you.”

Kylie grinned. “Yeah, yeah. Just make sure we get front-row seats.”

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kaia.jenner: A week in my life, Waiting to finally get those lessons

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charlesleclerc: I already told you I'm free whenever

kaia.jenner: Alright Pretty boy I'll see you at my house for those lessons

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username20: Kaia, if you don’t pull up to Monaco with floaties and DEMAND your lesson I will hunt you down.

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hollowed-theory-hall · 3 days ago

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hi! Who do you think was the most special person for Sirius? I love your analysis

James. No question.

Okay, now more seriously: Hi, thank you so much!

But yeah, it was James and later Harry, but Harry was never James in Sirius' eyes. I think I talked about it a bit in various posts in the past but I low-key think one-sided Prongsfoot (as in Sirius was in love with James) is canon. There isn't like, much textual evidence, it's mostly a vibe thing, so I consider it a canon-based headcanon more than a proper theory, but I think there's something there if you want to read into it.

I kind of wanted to make a post about it for a while, so this ask is as good an excuse as any:

So, I want to start by saying James and Sirius are not normal about each other. Their friendship is kind of insane and it's mutual. There's a reason in PoA whenever someone talks about them they forget Remus and Peter and just talk about James and Sirius and how inseparable they are:

“You say you remember him at Hogwarts, Rosmerta,” murmured Professor McGonagall. “Do you remember who his best friend was?” “Naturally,” said Madam Rosmerta, with a small laugh. “Never saw one without the other, did you? The number of times I had them in here — ooh, they used to make me laugh. Quite the double act, Sirius Black and James Potter!”

(PoA)

Their names are on the same breath for all their teachers & Rosmerta. So much so, that they had to place them in separate detentions. Not that it helped because these two found a way to not be separate for even a second:

This is a two-way mirror. I’ve got the other. If you need to speak to me, just say my name into it; you’ll appear in my mirror and I’ll be able to talk in yours. James and I used to use them when we were in separate detentions.

(OotP)

They literally couldn't spend an hour apart from each other when in school. I completely understand why you "never saw one without the other".

Every photo they took, they took so they were flush next to each other at the center of the Mauraders:

With a leap of pleasure, Harry recognized his father; his untidy black hair stuck up at the back like Harry’s, and he too wore glasses. Beside him was Sirius, carelessly handsome, his slightly arrogant face so much younger and happier than Harry had ever seen it alive. To Sirius’s right stood Pettigrew, more than a head shorter, plump and watery-eyed, flushed with pleasure at his inclusion in this coolest of gangs, with the much-admired rebels that James and Sirius had been. On James’s left was Lupin

(DH)

He was the best man in James and Lily's wedding, right there next to James the whole wedding:

He stopped on a picture of his parents’ wedding day. There was his father waving up at him, beaming, the untidy black hair Harry had inherited standing up in all directions. There was his mother, alight with happiness, arm in arm with his dad. And there ... that must be him. Their best man ... Harry had never given him a thought before.

(PoA)

Sirius was Harry's godfather and as I mentioned here, it appears Sirius lived with James and Lily when they were married before they went into hiding. JKR stated Sirius & Lily were living on James' inheritance — not Remus who couldn't get a job, not Peter who didn't get an inheritance from Uncle Alphard — Sirius.

When Sirius had enough of his family at 16, he went to James. It's always James for him. He probably felt he was able to leave his family because he knew he could go to James.

Sirius' plan with the Secret Keeper switch was that everyone would think he was the Secret Keeper so they'd torture and kill him and he wouldn't be able to tell them anything. His plan was to die for James, Lily, and Harry. Sirius didn't think he'd survive the first war if Voldemort really wanted to get to the Potters and it was worth it for him. Because James, Lily, and Harry would be safe, and he expects everyone else to do so too:

“You don’t understand!” whined Pettigrew. “He would have killed me, Sirius!” “THEN YOU SHOULD HAVE DIED!” roared Black. “DIED RATHER THAN BETRAY YOUR FRIENDS, AS WE WOULD HAVE DONE FOR YOU!”

(PoA)

Lily was well aware of how codependent James and Sirius were:

James is getting a bit frustrated shut up here, he tries not to show it but I can tell—also Dumbledore’s still got his Invisibility Cloak, so no chance of little excursions. If you could visit, it would cheer him up so much.

(DH)

She knows that Sirius can talk James into things she can't. She knows how inseparable these two are and how important it is to Sirius to be on Harry's birthday, as she comforts him about it in her letter. I think Lily was more consciously aware of the insanity that was James and Sirius than either James or Sirius. I mean, it speaks volumes that Lily feels the need to write Sirius to talk sense into her husband becouse she knows it would work and that Sirius would do it. Because I'm sure the moment Sirius saw this letter he made the time to come over because it was for James. And Sirius would die for James in a heartbeat, without a second thought. Becouse, yes, it is how his loyalty works, but there aren't many people Sirius Black is loyal to to that degree. Even though he says he'd die for Peter, I don't think he'd do it as quickly and as readily as he would for James or Harry (after all, he makes fun of Peter in SWM in a way he'd never dare to when it comes to James).

When Sirius talks about James in the books, there is so much reverence. The same reverence Snape has for Lily and more. James is on a pedestal on which he can do no wrong in Sirius' mind — and it might've been that way when James was alive too, if perhaps to a lesser degree.

“He kept messing up his hair,” said Harry in a pained voice. Sirius and Lupin laughed. “I’d forgotten he used to do that,” said Sirius affectionately.

(OotP)

When talking to Harry about James' negative traits and behavior with in OotP, Sirius is incapable of seeing James in a negative light. While Lily disliked James' cruelty (I think she was fine with the arrogance somewhat, contrary to what she says), Sirius loved James' cruelty becouse it was James. (Sirius is probably also a crueler person than Lily, but that's a different matter). But Sirius isn't willing to see any faults in James' behavior or traits. James is a good person and his best friend and he knows, objectively, that James did bad things, but he would rather call it being an "idiot teenager" than what it was. Like, this fandom talks a lot about Snape putting Lily on a pedestal, but what about Sirius with James?

James could murder someone in cold blood in front of Sirius for no reason and Sirius would start making excuses for him on why he was actually right to do so. ("no auror, see, this was actually completely justified and the right thing to do!")

“Look, Harry,” said Sirius placatingly, “James and Snape hated each other from the moment they set eyes on each other, it was just one of those things, you can understand that, can’t you? I think James was everything Snape wanted to be — he was popular, he was good at Quidditch, good at pretty much everything.

(OotP)

(I love that while excusing the bullying he sings James' praises, I can just hear the 'good-looking' he isn't saying out loud)

And even when he confesses they were berks for what they did, he spreads the blame on all of them:

“I’m not proud of it,” said Sirius quickly. [...] “If we were sometimes arrogant little berks, you mean,” said Sirius. [...] “Well . . . I thought he was a bit of an idiot.” [Harry] “Of course he was a bit of an idiot!” said Sirius bracingly. “We were all idiots! Well — not Moony so much,” he said fairly, looking at Lupin, but Lupin shook his head.

(OotP)

Sirius doesn't blame James without blaming all of them. And, he continued to justify James as he said it. (I'll add Remus is doing just as much to defend James and excuse all of his behavior, so it's not just Sirius)

“She didn’t know too much about it, to tell you the truth,” said Sirius. “I mean, James didn’t take Snape on dates with her and jinx him in front of her, did he?”

(OotP)

I wanted to note this above quote because it's interesting to me. Yes, it's Sirius not minding James' behavior again, but I find it interesting that James didn't reform completely and hides it from Lily, but not from Sirius — never from Sirius. Kind of goes with how in the letter Lily mentions how James is trying to act strong in front of her, but he probably wouldn't in front of Sirius. Their friendship was just the most important connection to both of them. James keeps secrets from Lily, the love of his life, but not from his best mate Sirius who lives with them.

(Also the "took Snape on dates with Lily" made me think James had Sirius hide nearby on at least one date with Lily to help him out and Lily, obviously, caught them. Either as Padfoot for moral support or sitting in the bushes with the two-way mirror as James holds his under the table at Madam Puddifoot's)

Sirius outright says himself James was the most important person to him:

Sirius frowned at Harry, who was still looking unconvinced. “Look,” he said, “your father was the best friend I ever had, and he was a good person. A lot of people are idiots at the age of fifteen. He grew out of it.”

(OotP)

I also think Sirius had zero experience pre-Azkaban, contrary to some fanon. I mean:

With another shock of excitement, Harry saw Sirius give James the thumbs-up. Sirius was lounging in his chair at his ease, tilting it back on two legs. He was very good-looking; his dark hair fell into his eyes with a sort of casual elegance neither James’s nor Harry’s could ever have achieved, and a girl sitting behind him was eyeing him hopefully, though he didn’t seem to have noticed.

(OotP)

Harry instantly notes how hot Sirius is and how he is getting girls' attention, and yet, Sirius only has eyes for James. He doesn't notice the girl (or any other) because he's looking at James. This is practically text at this point (mostly joking, but also, not really).

And Sirius' fixation on James started from day one, from the moment these two met:

“Who wants to be in Slytherin? I think I’d leave, wouldn’t you?” James asked the boy lounging on the seats opposite him, and with a jolt, Harry realized that it was Sirius. Sirius did not smile. “My whole family have been in Slytherin,” he said. “Blimey,” said James, “and I thought you seemed all right!” Sirius grinned. “Maybe I’ll break the tradition. Where are you heading, if you’ve got the choice?”

(DH)

Sirius and James just met, the train barely even moved out of the station, and Sirius was upset at the possibility James wouldn't like him now because of his family history in Slytherin. It's the opposite reaction Harry had to Draco about the "wrong sort of wizard" where Harry would rather be disliked by an arrogant berk, Sirius wanted James to like him. Sirius wants James to like him so much that when James says he thought Sirius was "all right", Sirius jumps at the opportunity to prove why James should like him because he won't be a Slytherin like the rest of his family.

I low-key think this conversation affected Sirius' sorting. I think that, loath as he is to admit it, Sirius has some Slytherin characteristics, he has the cunning, the arrogance, and try as he might, he is still, so clearly, a rich pureblood from the House of Black. And he acts it. I think he was a borderline sorting and the hat took his preference. I can see young Sirius going "not Slytheirn" the same way Harry did (I like the mirroring). I think he considered that before, I think Sirius' started drifting from his family before, but I think James' words really cemented it to him.

and, just look how Sirius is with Harry. Listen, I'm the first person to jump to Sirius' defense when anyone claims he sees Harry as a James replacement — he doesn't. But Sirius' devotion to Harry (which is insane, I mean, he lived in a cave and ate rats for months, he returned to his family home which he both loathes and misses becouse it'll help the Order keep Harry safe) is an extension of his devotion to James. Sirius would do anything for Harry becouse he'll do anything for James. He sees Harry as his own person, I don't think he treats him the way he treated James at all, but his love for Harry and loyalty to him is tied to his love for James. James is the initial connecting tissue.

This post was a bit more of a rambly one than a proper essay, but I think the point comes across.

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summary: Miyori and Jey were in a relationship for three years until she saw him laid up with another girl that wasn’t her and it broke her heart so she decided block him on everything and focus on her career until she gets a text message from him.

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word count: 4364

smut warning; it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good at writing ✍🏽 smuts but I’m improving at the moment.

Jey Uso x Miyori

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OMNISCIENT Miyori was at her desk, reviewing her client files as usual, diligently jotting down notes on her iPad to ensure she was ready for her next appointment. In the midst of her work, she received a text from Jimmy and paused briefly to check what he needed.

Big Jim🫡 sent a message

Big Jim🫡: Mimi PLEASEE come get Jey he's losing his mind like deadass crashing out over here

She couldn't help but laugh at the message he had sent. Ever since Jey took her out on that special date and everything that unfolded between them that night, he seemed to be struggling with feelings of longing since he left.

She had him captivated once more, sharing intimate photos and videos while they were apart, and it was consuming him with longing.

iMessage 💬 Mimi💓: I'm not surprised I knew he was going to go crazy😭😭 Big Jim🫡: do you know I hear him moan your name whenever he's beating his meat like damn Mimi what'chu do to him?

Mimi💓: I didn't do anything 🤷🏽‍♀️ just sent him pictures and videos to keep him company knowing how busy yall is I told you he has to work for it and deal with consequences Jim

Big Jim🫡: I understand 100 percent but please can you at least calm him down or something he's like rapid dog right now

Mimi💓: when are you guys off? Or have a day off?

Big Jim🫡: this upcoming weekend after Friday Night Smackdown you got something planned?

Mimi💓: something like that 😁 Big Jim🫡: you planning on coming to see him if im correct?

Mimi💓: yes I am actually, I know papa needs his mama badly but I should make him wait don't you think?

Big Jim🫡: shiii if I tell him that he's going to be pissed off even more

Mimi💓: go on ahead and tell em

Big Jim🫡: you is evil Mimi but aight

Mimi💓: kk tell Trin I said heyy

Big Jim🫡: will do ma'am

After she sent a message to Jimmy, she quickly received a text from Jey that made her laugh even harder at the predicament he was in, fully aware of how much he relied on her support.

Joshua🖤 sent a message

Joshua🖤: mamas I miss you so fucking bad

Miyori cherished this aspect of him, where he was vulnerable and pleading for her affection, just as she desired. It allowed her to take charge, showcasing her strength and authority, making it clear that she was the treasure he sought, one he needed to work hard to deserve.

iMessage 💬 Mimi💓: I miss you too big papa

Joshua🖤: you keep playing games with me Mimi ion like that shi

Mimi💓: aw is someone getting sexual frustrated with me?🤭

Joshua🖤: YES I am and you keep fucking playin Mimi

Mimi💓: I told you, you have to keep working hard for this and for us to be together again and I think you're doing a good job

Joshua🖤: so what that mean?

Mimi💓: that means you get a surprise for working so hard Papa

Joshua🖤: just wait Ouu just fucking wait until I have my hands on you baby girl

Mimi💓: what'chu gonna do to me Papa?

Joshua🖤: it's better to show you than tell you and no fucking runnin' you hear me?

Mimi💓: mhm sure do

Joshua🖤: send me some pictures please

Mimi💓:

Joshua🖤 heart both attachments

Joshua🖤: fuck you're so fucking pretty Ma

Mimi💓: pretty for you

Joshua🖤: mhm...

Mimi💓: I gotta get back to work papa I'll text you later?

Joshua🖤: aight then mamas I love you ❤️

Mimi💓: I love you too papa

Miyori smiled warmly as she heard a knock on the door, and she looked up to see Kelly peeking her head in once more. She gestured for her to come into the office.

"What's up Kelly?" She asked.

"You have a visitor, and he seems a bit angry?" Kelly said.

"Did you get a name for this person?" Kelly nodded and informed Miyori that it was Aaron who was coming to see her, prompting a deep sigh and an eye roll from Miyori.

"Just bring him in here so I can get this over with." Kelly nodded in agreement as she followed the instructions, gently closing the door behind her. She couldn't help but wonder what he, of all people who had come to visit her, could possibly want after the stunt he pulled.

Was he feeling hurt because she was rekindling her relationship with Jey after he had put in so much effort to win her heart again, or was it simply jealousy that fueled his emotions? When she heard the door creak open, there he was, standing tall, his face set in a serious expression.

"Are you fucking kidding me Mimi? You're getting back together with him?" Aaron looked at her, curiosity evident in his eyes, as she stood with her arms crossed.

"Yeah, and what about it? Why does it concern you so much about who am I with? Does Normani know that you're here?" Miyori firmly held her position, expressing that she simply couldn't afford to waste any more time on this.

"What's the purpose for this? He can't be better than me ." She was in disbelief at the words coming out of his mouth; could he really be serious? "Aaron, please, Jey is much more better than you despite what he did we have history together that chemistry that you and I didn't have."

Aaron laughed softly as he walked back and forth, putting on a brave face while hiding his true feelings. Deep down, he felt a pang of jealousy that he was reluctant to acknowledge. It bothered him to see Jey effortlessly win her over, treating her to nice things and taking her out on dates, all the little moments he couldn't help but notice on social media.

She radiated a light he had never witnessed in her before, all thanks to Jey, who brought her joy and made her feel cherished. That was all she had ever desired, but if it wasn't with him, it simply wouldn't do for her.

"If you're done, you can leave I got clients coming in soon." She spoke breaking the silence between them.

"I'm not leaving until you tell me that you don't love that nigga Mimi tell me..." He exclaimed, clutching her arm firmly, which made her wince in pain. "Tell me that you don't love him after everything he has done to you." He gazed at her, his deep-set eyes seeming to penetrate her very essence.

Miyori was fully aware of her deep love for Jey; she just wanted him to put in the effort to earn it. In contrast, her feelings for Aaron were nonexistent, especially after he betrayed her trust by cheating and expressing his boredom with her. As she gazed into his eyes, she leaned in closer, determined to confront him.

"I love him Aaron, whether you like it or not I don't care, and weren't you the same nigga that said that he was bored of me? And my sex game was horrible?" She retorted.

"Yeah, I did and it's true." It caused her to chuckle darkly at him. "Then what the fuck are you pressing me for then? Sounds like you're jealous Aaron." She was correct; he felt a pang of jealousy seeing how well that other guy, someone from her past, was treating her. It truly affected him deeply.

The atmosphere in the room became tense as they locked eyes, each lost in their thoughts without uttering a single word. Miyori sighed and rolled her eyes, glancing at her Apple Watch to check the time.

"You can leave my office now." She pulled her arm free from his grasp and moved past him to return her clients' files to the folder. Suddenly, he grabbed her hair and pressed his lips against hers. The unexpectedness of the moment took her by surprise, but she quickly reacted, pushing him away and slapping his face in the process.

Leaving him stunned as she glared at him.

"The fuck is your problem! You know what get out! Get the fuck out!" Miyori shouted while pushing and shoving him out the door.

As security entered the room, they quickly apprehended the officer, who was struggling to resist. In the chaos, he managed to strike one of the security personnel, causing her to stumble and fall to the ground. Meanwhile, Aaron was being escorted out of the office, his voice echoing as he yelled and shouted in frustration.

Miyori noticed a warm sensation running down her face and, upon touching her nose, realized it was bleeding. She quickly rose from the ground and made her way to her desk to grab some tissue. As she leaned forward, she caught sight of Kelly entering the room, worry etched on her face.

"Oh my goodness, Miyori are you okay?" Kelly asked coming to her aid.

"Y-yeah, I'm good Kelly, I'm good." She said.

"Do you need a moment before your clients show up today?" Miyori gave a slight nod as she made her way out of the office, heading down the hallway toward the bathroom.

Miyori gazed into the mirror, pulling the bloodied tissue from her nose. Her reflection revealed a chaotic visage, a clear reminder of the turmoil caused by that foolish decision. Deep down, she had anticipated this outcome the moment she ended things with him.

He had always struggled with feelings of possessiveness and jealousy, especially when he learned that she was seeing someone else after their breakup. While he knew he could be intense, Jey's emotions ran even deeper. If he had been aware of what was happening, he would have rushed to her side without a second thought, ready to confront Aaron for treating her poorly.

She wiped her face clean and took several deep breaths, slowly opening her eyes as she reassured herself, "You're alright, Mimi, you're alright." With a sense of calm, she discarded the bloody tissues and stepped out of the bathroom, making her way back to her office.

☞

Jey sat on the tour bus, scrolling through TikTok and chuckling at the funny videos, all the while trying to push thoughts of Miyori from his mind. He missed her deeply, and the ache of her absence was almost unbearable. He found himself hoping that after this Friday, he would finally get to see her again. Lost in his thoughts, he suddenly noticed someone standing in front of him. Looking up, he saw Jaida with her arms crossed, watching him intently.

She grabbed his phone from him, knowing it would upset him, and it definitely stirred him up as she anticipated.

"Yo' what the fuck is yo' problem Jaida? Give me back my shit." Jey snarled.

"No! Because what the fuck is this huh!" She raised her voice while displaying images and text conversations with Miyori, which made him smirk.

"You know what it is Jaida don't play fucking dumb aight? I told you me and her got some history together." She threw his phone at him while rolling her eyes scoffing in disbelief. "Man what does that bitch have that I don't?"

Jey ran his fingers through the back of his neck, his hands moving to cover his face as disbelief washed over him. He couldn't fathom that he was facing this situation now, especially given how sexually frustrated he had been since leaving. The longing for Miyori's touch was overwhelming; he craved the way she would tug at his hair, pushing him to confront his feelings. He truly missed those moments.

"Watch yo' mouth when you speaking on her, she does a lot for me than you do I mean hell you barely show me any attention so I got my attention somewhere else." He remarked as he reclined on the sofa, his arms extended wide.

As Jimmy and Trinity drove to the next town for their house shows that evening, they observed the situation unfolding around them.

"But you're with me! You cheated on her with me!"

"And I wish I didn't maybe if yo' little homeboys didn't throw you at me we wouldn't be in this situation but here we are right?"

"So what? She's better than me?"

Jey nodded his head while leaning in placing his arms on his knees. "Yeah, Miyori always been better than you Jaida, like I said you don't give a man no time or even like affection from me." He noticed the tears welling up in her eyes, but it didn't seem to matter to him at all. Why should he feel any compassion for her when she was simply reflecting the emotions he was grappling with himself?

"I'm telling you what it is and what it ain't so you won't get no false promises of us being together forever." His words shattered her heart, but to him, it was inconsequential. He couldn't grasp why she was in tears, especially since she had never expressed any affection towards him before.

"So you never loved me?" Jaida asked.

"I did love you but once you started acting differently and showing me less affection I just knew I made the wrong mistake." In that moment, she struck him across the face with a force that made both Jimmy and Trin flinch, as if they were the ones feeling the sting of the blow.

Jey rubbed his face, trying to keep his composure. He never faced this kind of situation when he was with Miyori; they would simply communicate and then share an intimate moment, avoiding all the toxic behaviors. He wasn't one to engage in that kind of drama unless someone really provoked him.

Jaida stormed off to the bedroom, slamming the door behind her. Jey let out a deep sigh, rubbing his temple in frustration. All he could think was that he needed Miyori at that moment. With that thought in mind, he got up from the sofa and made his way to the bathroom.

"He finna go blow off some stream." Jimmy said as Trinity hit him upside the head.

iMessage 💬 Joshua🖤: mamas?

Mimi💓: hm?

Joshua🖤: you okay? sounds like you're stressed did something happen?

Mimi💓: mhm but idk if I should tell you knowing how you are.

Joshua 🖤: what happened?

Mimi💓: you promise you won't get mad?

Joshua🖤: I can't promise that if it's that bad for you to tell me so what happened Mimi?

Mimi💓: Aaron came to my job and we had an argument about you and me being together

Joshua🖤: he sounds very jealous to me

Mimi💓: that's what I said but the problem is he got so pissed off about it he...

Joshua🖤: what he do Mimi don't hide nun from me you know I'm here

Mimi💓: he slapped me in my face causing my nose to bleed but I'm okay I swear

Joshua🖤: does his bitch ass wanna get fucked up?

Mimi💓: Joshuaaaa you promised

Joshua🖤: I never said that and I don't play about you

Mimi💓: I know you don't but I don't want you to go crazy security took him out

Joshua🖤: that's don't matter he'll come up there as many times as he want just to put his hands on you and I won't stand for that shit period

Mimi💓: don't book a flight down here Joshua please I can protect myself just focus on your house shows please for me

Joshua🖤: Baby Girl

Mimi💓: pleaseeee 🥺 Joshua🖤: aight aight I won't but fuck I miss you

Mimi💓: you do?

Joshua🖤: yess I fucking miss yo' ass I need to blow off some steam mamas

Mimi💓: lms

Joshua🖤: sends attachment/ look what you're doing to me Ma I need you

Mimi💓: hm since you've been working so hard for me I'll help you out Papa

Joshua🖤: please do mamas please

(MINI SMUT WARNING) - PHONE SEX JEY AND MIYORI

Jey had pulled down his sweats along with his boxers seeing his dick springing up hitting him on his stomach as pre-cum was already spilling out from the tip while he stroked his dick up and down.

Mimi💓: you ready for me Papa?

Joshua🖤: fuck yes mamas talk to me

Mimi💓: stroke it nice and slow for me Papa

He followed her instructions slowly stroking his member up and down feeling a lump inside of his throat as he threw his head back listening to her soft voice through the phone

Mimi💓: you miss this pretty pussy Papa?

Joshua🖤: yes I miss that shit mamas...ohh fuck I miss it so bad

Mimi💓: how bad Papa? Tell mama how bad you miss her pussy

The way her voice was through the phone was turning him on so much he couldn't wait to see her again and fucked her senselessly through the mattress.

Joshua🖤: I miss it so fucking bad Mimi...I wanna taste her and be near her..

Mimi💓: whatchu going do to me papa? When you come see me?

Joshua🖤: Imma beat that pussy up mamas imma beat it up good so you can never forget who it belongs to

Mimi💓: you know it's your Papa it's been yours stroke that dick faster for me

Jey did what he was told to do stroking his dick in a fast pace manner brushing his thumb against the head of his dick making him lose control over himself.

Joshua🖤: Mamasss keep talkin to me please

Mimi💓: you like working hard for me huh? Just to get back with me?

Joshua🖤: I love it mamas I fucking love it imma keep working hard for you fuck

Mimi💓: stroke it faster baby c'mon

Speeding up his pace he rolled his eyes in the back of his head clenching his thighs in the process while rubbing against his body with his other hand imagining that it was her doing all of this to him while she was bouncing on his dick or him fucking her silly.

Mimi💓: that dick is mine right? It don't belong to that bitch or anyone else but me right Papa?

Joshua🖤: yess this dick is yours Mimi all yours ouuu shit I'm finna nut

Jey felt his dick twitching in his hands as he kept stroking it in a fast manner feeling his body shaking letting his toes curls up.

Mimi💓: you gon' cum for me?

Joshua🖤: I'm finna nut Baby girl Ouu I wish it was your pretty ass face I could nut on right now

Mimi💓: cum for me Papa cum for mama

Joshua🖤: fuckkk mamas fuckkk

Jey let out a guttural moan escape his lips as ropes of his cum began shooting out ropes after ropes over his hand while he was breathing heavily up and down stroking his dick slowly making sure that all of his nut spilled out from his tip.

Joshua🖤: fuck Ma got me making a mess and shit

Mimi💓: my bad Papa but do you feel better?

Joshua🖤: hell yeah much more better

Mimi💓: I hope Jon and Trin didn't hear you

Joshua🖤: probably did but ion care I fucking miss you

Mimi💓: I miss you too

Joshua🖤: if you miss me then why don't you come see me this weekend I'm off

Mimi💓: un-un see you tryna be slick boy

Joshua🖤: ion know what you talkin about mamas

Mimi💓: you think you slick boy go clean yourself up I'll text you later okay?

Joshua🖤: aight then mamas

CALLED END - SMUT OVER

Jey was tidying himself up when he heard a knock at the door, with Jimmy's voice faintly echoing in the background.

"You good in there Uce!" Jimmy shouted.

"Yeah, I'm good dawg I'll be out there in a minute." Jey said.

"A'ight we gonna stop to get some food since Trin said that she was getting hungry." Jey managed to clean his cum off of his body and hands while turning off the sink grabbing his phone in the process while heading out the door seeing his brother standing there.

"What?" Jey questioned him.

"You and Mimi are nasty as hell dawg." He commented on as Jey smacked his lips at him while shoving him away playfully.

☞ Miyori arrived home safely, parking her car in the driveway and turning off the engine. She reached for her purse from the passenger seat, stepped out of the car, and walked toward the front door. As she opened the door, she noticed Jasmine sitting in the living room, watching TV. Their eyes met, and a moment of connection passed between them.

"Heyyy bestie how was work?" Jasmine asked as she seen Miyori placing her purse on the couch.

"Girl, let me fucking tell you who showed up." She said while sitting next to her.

"What happened bestie?" Miyori shared with Jasmine the events that unfolded at work involving her and Aaron. She recounted how he had come to her workplace, visibly upset about her reconciling with Jey. She also mentioned the troubling incident where he had put his hands on her, which left Jasmine feeling furious.

"Girl, what?! Do I gotta whoop his ass? Does Josh know about this?" She asked as she stood up

Miyori urged her to take a seat and calm down. She confided in Jey about the incident with Aaron, still in disbelief that he would resort to slapping her at work just because he had cheated.

"He sounded jealous if you ask me bestie."

"That's what I literally said to him too, like how you gonna get mad at I'm finna be back with my ex-boyfriend you know." Jasmine nodded, fully grasping Miyori's feelings about the situation. While she shared her best friend's disapproval of Jey's betrayal, she also felt uneasy about Aaron due to his possessive nature.

"I understand bestie that's why I'm glad you and Josh are working it out together."

Miyori gave her a warm smile as she settled into the sofa, taking out her phone to browse her social media. As she scrolled, she noticed a few messages from Jey's girlfriend, who seemed to be reaching out to her.

IG messages 💬 jaidaparker_wwe: YOU ARE SUCH A SLUT

jaidaparker_wwe: RUIN MY RELATIONSHIP WITH HIM STUPID BITCHjaidaparker_wwe: JUST WAIT UNTIL I SEE YOU ITS UP THERE FR

miyorisworld: you done baby girl? It's not my fault that he wanted me back it's basically your fault for not doing your job as a girlfriend 🤷🏽‍♀️ jaidaparker_wwe: I WAS DOING MY JOB

miyorisworld: if you were he wouldn't be coming back to me now would he? And apparently you didn't do enough for him to want you so I have one up on you yet again sweetheart

jaidaparker_wwe: imma beat tf outta you when I catch you little girl you ain't better than me

miyorisworld: honey I'm better than you can imagine he know where home is and he's coming right back to it so don't get your hopes up aight? Now please stop playing on my phone.

Miyori decided to silence Jaida's constant messages, which seemed aimed at proving her superiority. She had no interest in engaging with those threats; they didn't affect her at all. Miyori was confident in her position regarding her relationship with Jey.

After her shower, Miyori slipped into her cozy pajamas and nestled into her bed, which still carried the comforting scent of Jey. She hugged her pillow tightly as she opened her laptop to book a flight for the upcoming weekend. With a day off ahead, they were excited to head to Indy for Friday Night Smackdown, so she quickly secured the nearest flight available.

As she completed the ticket purchase, a message from Jey appeared on her screen, bringing a smile to her face.

Joshua🖤 sent a message

Joshua🖤: hey pretty lady

She messaged him back.

iMessage 💬 Mimi💓: Hey handsome wyd

Joshua🖤: chilling in the hotel room hbu?

Mimi💓: booking a flight right now

Joshua🖤: 🤨 where you finna go?

Mimi💓: I can't tell you or it'll ruin the surprise

Joshua🖤: what you got planned mamas?

Mimi💓: Joshua I can't tell you

Joshua🖤: mmcht mane but how's your day been

Mimi💓: it's been good expect the fact that your girl keeps harassing me

Joshua🖤: bout what?

Mimi💓: about us I literally told her what it is and what it ain't

Joshua🖤: don't worry about her she's not important she know the history between us

Mimi💓: did you have a match ?

Joshua🖤: yeah I got the W for tonight though

Mimi💓: perioddd as you should I'm proud of you papa

Joshua🖤: thank you baby girl fuck I wish you were here so we could cuddle up with each other

Mimi💓: is you and shawty sharing a room together?

Joshua🖤: nah we got separated hotel rooms

Mimi💓: mhm but you've been doing so good working hard for me

Joshua🖤: I'll do anything for you baby girl you know that

Mimi💓: ofc baby

Joshua🖤: but imma let you get some rest got some pictures for me mamas?

Mimi💓: no I didn't take any today but I gotchu tmr tho 🫶🏽

Joshua🖤: aight then mamas goodnight 💗

Mimi💓: goodnight 🫶🏽

She set her phone down on the dresser and nestled deeper into the blankets, inhaling the comforting scent he had left during his last visit. Little did he know, she was planning to surprise him soon, recognizing how hard he had been working for her. He truly deserved it.

She gently shut her eyes, allowing herself to drift off into slumber.

IMPERFECT FOR YOU

A/n: Miyori is finally going to see Jey and soothing his nerves after crashing out that miss you sex finna hit differently. You think Jaida is going to beat Miyori up or will Miyori get one up on her?

But I hope yall enjoy this chapter lmk in the comments below ⬇️

STAY UCEY.

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morgana-larkin · 2 days ago

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Here is ‘Just Tired’ part 17! Just a warning that I will not be posting later today as it’s my birthday so the next one you’ll get is probably Friday (hopefully). Also there is a poll I posted a couple hours ago for this story, so please go and cast your vote! Not edited in the slightest and I hope you like it!

Just Tired - Part 17

Warnings: Manipulative relationship (mentioned), swearing, masturbation part at the end

Words: 3.75

I love you. I love you. I love you.

These words swirl around in Melissa’s head over and over again. She carefully gets out of bed without waking you up and slips your robe on in case your roommate gets home before she goes to the bathroom. She leans over the counter of the bathroom sink while the words mull over in her head. She doesn’t know what to do.

She then thinks of the options she has. She thinks she might have an advantage of just not saying anything as you were basically asleep and probably didn’t know what you were really saying. On the other hand she could confront you about it but she doesn’t want to risk losing you in case you might actually be in love with her. The last option is to ask if you love her as a friend or something more. After thinking over all the options, she prefers the first option and just won’t say anything.

She then goes back into the room and watches you for a few minutes as you sleep, looking peaceful. She then gets dressed and she goes to leave but then looks back again at your sleeping form. She was going to leave and then just tell you that she had to leave to get ready for work, but she doesn’t want to leave. She instead walks over to you and gently wakes you up.

“Hey hon, sorry to wake you. I was wondering if you wanted to come with me to the grocery store and then come back here and I can make you a nice meal for the week.” She says and then moves some strands of hair out of your face.

“You don’t have to do that for me.” You tell her and yawn.

“I want to though. Especially if you’re just going to bring some microwave meals again. I want you to eat properly.” She says and you smile.

“Well if you insist then I would love that.” You tell her and the alarms go off in Melissa’s head when you said the word ‘love’. You see Melissa’s face instantly turn from affectionate to alarmed in a second and you put your hand on hers. “Hey, you ok?” You ask her and then it seems she snapped back to reality and looks at you.

“Ya, I’m fine, just, come on, let’s go.” She says and quickly removes her hand from under yours. You look at where she moved her hand from in confusion before you get up and get dressed.

“So what are you planning to make?” You ask her as you step in the grocery store and she hands you a basket.

“We are going to make meatballs with peppers.” She says as she walks down the produce aisle to look at peppers.

“I didn’t realise meatballs were made of peppers.” You say and she gives you an amused look before shaking her head.

“They’re to go with the meatballs you goof.” She says as she puts a couple peppers in the basket and then goes to the onions.

“Oh. I totally knew that.” You say as you trail after her.

“Uh huh.” She says as she looks at the onions.

“You know I’ve never had a friend offer to cook for me before, so I really appreciate it.” You tell her and she looks at you after putting an onion in the basket.

“It’s not a problem, hon.” She says with a smile. “Also, I love cooking so I really don’t mind.” She adds and then she walks off. “Also I only know how to cook for 12, so you can share with Hallie.” She tells you and you hum.

“Are you kidding? I’m bringing these meatballs for lunch and for dinner. I’m not sharing them with anyone.” You tell her and she snorts.

“You’ll be sick of them by the third day.” She says as she puts bread crumbs in the basket.

“I highly doubt it.” You tell her and she smiles softly at you.

“Are you still going to leave Abbott?” She suddenly asks as she looks at you.

“No.” You tell her and you see her eyes become brighter and a small smile on her face. “I have to stop pushing people away. So I’m gonna stay.”

“Well, I’m happy you’re staying, hon.” She tells you and you smile at her.

“You know I got an offer from the school down the street from Abbott, Addington.” You tell her and she scoffs.

“You’re better off at Abbott than being at that school.” She says. “Trust me, one of my sisters works there and you don’t need to be in that kind of school.” She adds and you look at her.

“Wait, one of your sisters is a teacher and works down the street from you?” You ask her and she nods.

“Yep, it’s the one I don’t talk to anymore, Kristen Marie.” She says as she looks at all the meat.

“Isn’t that upsetting though? To have a sister who works that close and not talk to each other?” You ask and she shrugs.

“It can be, but she’s the one who decided to leave when things got hard.” Melissa says and puts the meat in the basket. “Ok, that’s everything we need.” She says and then walks to the cash register and puts everything on the belt.

“I already know they’re gonna be awesome, I love everything you make.” You tell her and Melissa once again freezes at hearing you say the word, love.

“Miss?” Melissa hears and looks at the cashier. “That’ll be $40.89.” The cashier says and Melissa gets her card out and pays.

“Are you sure you’re ok?” You ask her as you put the bags in the car. “You’ve been a little off since you woke me up.” You tell her and she looks at you.

“Of course I’m ok.” She says a bit sternly and she closes the trunk. You decide not to question her further and just let her work through whatever is on her mind and she’ll come to you if she needs help. “What do you remember before you fell asleep?” She asks you and you look at her.

“Well we had sex.” You say simply.

“And what about after that?”

“Well I cleaned us up after getting a towel, we got comfortable in bed and then I fell asleep. I don’t know if you slept at all.” You tell her and she turns the car on. “Did something happen that I’m not aware of?” You ask after a few seconds and she lets out a breath before putting on a smile.

“No, just curious.” She says and you give her a strange look before letting it go.

“Ok.” You tell her and then look out the window.

You both get back to your place and you bring everything in while she gets the kitchen set up to cook.

“Wow, I don’t think the kitchen has ever been used so much.” Hallie says as she comes downstairs.

“I’ve noticed.” Melissa says as she gets a knife and cutting board out. She then puts her hair in a ponytail before she washes her hands. “Wash your hands, you’re gonna do some cutting.” She tells you and you look at her before you follow orders. “Now you can get to work on cutting the peppers.” She tells you and you look at the pepper.

“How do you cut a pepper?” You whisper ask Hallie who’s watching in amusement and she shrugs her shoulders.

“I don’t know. Our kitchen skills seem to be the same.” Hallie tells you and Melissa looks at both of you. Melissa then gets a second cutting board out.

“I can teach both of you how to cut a pepper if you want.” Melissa says to both of you and Hallie nods before she goes to wash her hands. Melissa then shows both of you with one of the peppers and then gets you both to continue the work. “How come neither of you know basic cooking skills?” Melissa asks you both.

“Short attention span.” You answer.

“Total lack of motivation.” Hallie says after you and you nod in agreement.

“That too.” You say and Melissa is looking at you both in shock. “Cooking isn’t part of our culture like it is for you.” You tell her and she hums.

“I’m getting that impression.” Melissa tells you both as she starts making the meatballs.

Half an hour later Melissa is checking on the meatballs in the oven.

“Another 10 minutes and they should be done.” Melissa tells both of you.

“So how did you two meet?” Hallie asks.

“Melissa is a second grade teacher at the same school.” You tell her. “We connected as we teach the same grade.”

“And how is teaching second graders?” She asks.

“It can be difficult, but it’s worth it every time.” Melissa tells her.

“I’m loving my students so far and I seem to be connecting well with them.” You say and Melissa smiles.

“You’re a great teacher.” Melissa tells you. “You’re right across the hall and you like to keep your door open so I hear a lot of your lessons and interactions with your students.” She explains after you give her a weird look.

10 minutes later Melissa checks on the meatballs and deems them ready and she turns the oven off and all 3 of you eat supper.

“I should get going, hon. I have to get ready for the work week.” She tells you after you all finished eating.

“I understand, I should do that too.” You tell her and she gathers her things and you walk with her to her car.

“I had a great time this weekend, and I’m glad you changed your mind about leaving Abbott and me.” She says and you nod. “I’ll message that girl and tell her I found someone to have a threesome with.” She adds after a couple seconds.

“Ok, let me know what she says.” You tell her and she nods before she leans forward and gives you a long kiss.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” She says after she pulls away and goes into her car. You wave to her before she reverses out and drives off. You walk back into the house and see Hallie there on the couch, looking at you.

“What?” You ask her as you close the door.

“You really like her.” She tells you with a smile.

“We’re casually dating.” You say. “Mostly because she’s going through a divorce right now.”

“That’s a tough situation for both of you.” Hallie says.

“Why’s that tough for me? I’m not going through a divorce.”

“But you have strong feelings for her.” Hallie explains. “I saw how you look at her and she looks at you the same way.” Hallie adds. “Whether she admits it or not.”

“I have to get ready for the week.” You say and then go upstairs.

The next morning Melissa wakes up and looks at the empty space beside her and sighs. She likes it when you stay over and she can cuddle with you. After not being able to cuddle for about 25 years, it’s nice to finally be able to do that with you. Melissa then got up and got ready for work as usual. She gathers all her things as well as gets an umbrella, as it’s pouring out and then goes to work.

You on the other hand didn’t look out your window since you got up. You go outside with everything and have to run to your car to get out of the rain. You also curse at yourself for forgetting to get an umbrella from the store. You pull up to the parking lot, grab your things and then book it to the door to get inside.

“What the hell happened to you?” Ava asks as you enter the break room and all your clothes and hair is soaked.

“Didn’t know it was raining and I don’t own an umbrella.” You say to her.

“Girl, you look like you just did that ice bucket thing that everyone was doing like a decade ago.” Ava says and you roll your eyes.

“Thank you.” You tell her sarcastically and she just huffs and leaves.

You see everyone staring at you weirdly and you furrow your eyebrows.

“What?” I know I don’t look my best but-”

“Hon, come with me.” Melissa cuts you off as she gets up and brings you out.

“What? Where are we going?” You ask her as she brings you down the hall.

“Stopping at my classroom and then going to the bathroom.” She says. She goes into her classroom and you see her get out a spare shirt before she brings you to the bathroom and gets you to look in the mirror. “That’s why everyone was staring.” She says gently and your eyes widen and jaw drops and your cheeks flush in embarrassment. Your shirt was soaked through and your bra was on display for everyone to see. “Here, go into one of the stalls and put this on.” Melissa tells you as she gives you the shirt she got from her classroom.

You do as she says and you grab the shirt and go into a stall and change. Melissa watches as you walk out in her shirt that she keeps for emergencies and she blushes a bit.

“I locked the door, so if you want to take your pants off and dry them with the blow dryer then you can.” She says and you nod before you take your soaked pants off and turn on the blow dryer. Melissa notices you’ve been quiet so she walks up to you. “Are you ok?” She asks and you look at her.

“Other than I’ve just been absolutely embarrassed in front of everyone, I’m fine.” You snap at her and she turns your body towards her.

“No one is going to make fun of you, this happens to everyone at some point.” She tells you sternly.

“What if someone mentions it or makes fun of me?” You ask her.

“Then I’ll make sure they stop and never bring it up again, as well as make them apologise.” She says and you nod before she brings you in a hug. “Besides, they might just be jealous because you’re really hot.” She adds when you pull away and you chuckle. “Now I’ll dry those pants and you go under the other blow dryer and dry your hair.” She says as she grabs your pants and continues drying them.

When your hair and pants are mostly dry, you put your pants back on and you both leave the bathroom and go to your classrooms as the bell was about to signal the start of the day.

“Thanks again for the help, I appreciate it.” You tell her and she nods.

“Of course, anytime.” She says with a smile.

“By the way, whatever was bothering you yesterday, you don’t have to tell me but I hope you feel better today.” You tell her.

“Thanks, and I do feel better.” She says and you nod. “Have a good day today.” She tells you before you both go to your own doors and unlock them to start welcoming the students.

Melissa watches as you greet the students with a big smile and a few of them give you a hug or a high five to welcome you.

An hour later the students are working on some work sheets and Melissa glances at you teaching your kids a lesson.

“Ok kiddos, and onto the next one. Does anyone know if it’s a complete sentence?” You ask your class.

Melissa goes back to grading some work her students did but can’t get the fact that you told her you love her out of her head. She doesn’t know how to take it. She then hears a buzz from her phone and she takes a look at her.

Avery: Are you both free this Saturday around 7pm?

Melissa looks at it and completely forgot you two have set up a threesome with this girl that Melissa matched with. She sets her phone down and continues grading until she sees you sit down at your desk as your kids work on something. Melissa then texts you asking if you’re free. She sends the text and then sees you look at your phone.

Melissa: Got a message from Avery, she’s asking if we’re both free this Saturday at 7pm for that threesome. I’m free, are you?

You: Yep, let her know that works!

Melissa reads your text and then messages Avery that you’re both free. Melissa then puts her phone down and sighs quietly. She’s starting to wonder if she’s going crazy with all these experiences or if she’s really too old and she’s just gotten lucky so far. She’s having fun, the most fun she’s had in 25 years but that doesn’t mean doubts won’t pop up.

“Do you both think I’m going too fast or doing too much?” Melissa whispers so Janine and Jacob won’t hear.

“Too fast with what?” Barb asks.

“Are you talking about all the fun you’re having?” You ask her and she nods. “That’s something only you can decide.” You tell her and Barb keeps quiet as she doesn’t have a lot of experience in this area. “Do you think you’re going too fast?” You ask her and she thinks about it.

“I don’t know.” She says and puts her head in her hands.

“Alright, let me ask you this. Do you want to stop?” You ask her and she looks at you.

“No.” She says softly.

“Then keep doing what you’re doing and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.” You tell her and she nods and smiles at you.

“Thank you.” She tells you and you smile at her.

“Of course. Now if that’s everything then I’m going to go sit with the twins over there as they keep giving me weird looks. Wish me luck with the wave of questions.” You tell them and stand up.

“Good luck.” Melissa says.

After school Melissa stops at a bed bath and beyond and looks at all the body pillows that they have. She touches a few of them but none of them seem as soft as you.

“Do you need any help, miss?” She hears and turns around to see a worker there.

“I-I was hoping to find a soft body pillow to snuggle at night.” She tells her honestly.

“Ah, well these ones seem to be the most popular body pillow that we have.” She tells Melissa and walks over to the pillows and passes one to her. Melissa feels the fabric and thinks that it is soft, but not as soft as you. “It’s also the softest one we have.” The worker adds.

“I’ll take one.” Melissa says after a few seconds.

“Perfect! I can ring you up.” She tells Melissa and leads her to the cash. “And I hope you have a good night sleep with it.” The worker says after Melissa pays for it.

“Thank you, have a good day.” Melissa tells her and goes to her car. She puts the pillow in the backseat and then she sees a sex store across the street. Her cheeks turn pink and then she decides to fuck it, and goes into the store.

“Was there anything specific you were looking for?” A woman asks her and Melissa looks around at everything.

“Well I just got out of a long marriage and I’m just starting to explore and not really sure what I’m looking for.” Melissa tells her and the worker nods.

“Are you shopping for yourself or for when you have sex with other people?”

“Both.” Melissa tells her.

“Well what genders are you interested in?” She asks her.

“I’m bisexual.” Melissa says and the worker nods.

“And are you a top, bottom or switch?”

“Switch.” Melissa says and the worker brings her to the vibrators.

“Have you ever tried a vibrator before?” The worker asks her and Melissa shakes her head. The woman then goes on to explain some that are good to use on yourself or on someone else and the different functions and speeds each one has. Melissa then ends up getting two different rabbit vibrators and a compact wand. “Have a nice night.” The worker tells her and Melisa nods her head.

“Thank you.” Melissa says and walks out and goes to her car. She puts the bag from the sex store in her purse and then drives to Barb’s house.

“Hey Melissa, got a new pillow?” Barb asks her as Melissa walks in.

“Ya, a soft body pillow. I like to cuddle but no one to cuddle with all the time.” Melissa tells her.

“Well I think a body pillow is a perfect substitute for now.” Barb tells her and Melissa goes upstairs. Melissa puts the body pillow where you sleep when you’re over and then she goes and gets the vibrators from her purse. She then goes and plugs them all in so they’re fully charged for when she needs them.

At nighttime, Melissa is holding one of the rabbits in her hand and she’s looking at it curiously. She then puts it down and grabs the compact wand and turns it on. She feels it vibrate in her hand and she gets turned on thinking how it would feel on her clit. She turns it off and then pulls her shorts off and then turns the wand on again. She has it on the slowest setting and then she puts it directly on her clit and she gasps out and bucks her hips. She quickly covers her mouth with her free hand and she gets lost in the sensations it’s giving her.

She tries different angles and finds the one that gives her the most stimulation. She accidentally clicks on the speed button and it starts going faster and she bites her lip as she moans out. She’s grinding her hips as she already feels her orgasm building. She keeps biting her lip and she slips her hand underneath her shirt and she squeezes one of her boobs. She clicks on the speed button again and she comes a couple seconds later. She turns the wand off as she lays there and catches her breath.

“Fuck.” Melissa says breathlessly.

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hircines-hunter · 3 days ago

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WIP Wednesday

I wasn’t sure if I want to post anything today but hey ¯\_(ツ)_/ I’ve got stuff for Nia and Asgar.

Clash of Claw and Steel will switch between Sifkni and Nia. I have plans. Anyways! Here is a small moment btwn my disaster couple.

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“Finally done working?” Asgar grabbed her hand and held it, brushing his thumb across the scars on her knuckles.

“Why did you come with me?” She whispered.

“I couldn’t leave you alone. After everything you went through. I said I’d take care of you. I told your parents that.”

“I’ve done nothing but cause you pain and trouble.” She leaned against his arm and squeezed his hand.

“That pain and trouble is nothing compared to what you went through. What you are going through. This may not be the monster that killed your parents, but it’s still a monster. If it’s vengeance you want, I will follow you.”

Nia nodded and interlaced their fingers. “Thank you….”

Asgar rubbed her hand. He grabbed her other hand and held them both. “Don’t thank me. I love you, Nia. If this is your mission, then I’ll be by your side.” He moved his hands to her face and tilted her head towards his. He looked over her freckled face before looking into her forest green eyes. He leaned close and kissed her cheek. “Why don’t we eat? And then we can rest. I can take the first watch so you can rest first.” He caressed her cheek with his thumb.

Nia nodded. She put her hand over his. “I’ll take the first watch. I’m still full of restless energy from our journey. I want to keep an eye on our surroundings.”

Asgar smiled slightly and nodded. “Alright, if you. When you’re ready to rest, come get me. I’ll take over whenever.”

“Alright.”

“I think we could both sleep at the same time…. If you really wanted….”

Nia rolled her eyes and laughed a little. “You wouldn’t let me sleep if we got in that tent together.” She sighed and frowned. “When we finish this job….” She turned and ran her fingers across his scalp. “You do need to shave….”

“I told you….” He chuckled. “I won’t be able to do anything while we are on the road….” He grabbed her hand and kissed her palm. “You’ll have to suffer with the prickles.”

“I’ll manage.” She smiled a bit. “We should eat and then you should rest. We have a few days until we can attack after the Full Moons. We will take turns.” She ran her fingers across the scar on his face and traced it across his eye and onto his scalp. “How have you forgiven me over this?”

“It wasn’t your fault. It was the monster that almost killed you. I only hope we can find him.” He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. “Give me a few minutes….” He rested his head against her shoulder and inhaled deeply.

Nia rubbed his back. “Once…. Once I get my revenge. We can go back home….”

“I’d like that very much.” Asgar muttered into her shoulder. He squeezed her tightly before letting her go and walking to the fire. He handed her food to eat and a water skin. “Get me if you need me to take over. Or if you want to rest. Or if something happens.” He carried his food to the tent and disappeared behind the flaps.

Nia stared at the tent, missing Asgar’s warmth already. She turned to her meal and devoured it. After eating, she grabbed her sword and dagger and kept her attention on their surroundings. It didn’t take long for Asgar’s occasional loud snore to reach her ears.

#wip #fic wip #fic:claws #wip wednesday

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lukolastrong · 2 days ago

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I don't really understand why people are still pushing this idea that something is wrong between Nic and Luke? Idc about feelings or whatever but it is clear at SAG they were very happy to see each other and hang out. I didn't sense anything off. They were doing interviews together, were talking on the carpet, hung out at the after party, whispering to each other at the table, what about that screams Nic being bitter and wanting to stay away from Luke. No one is holding a gun to her head to do these things, she doesn't have a season to promote. No one is forcing her to post pics with Luke. Like gtfo. If someone can provide hardcore proof then fine but someone just coming up here and claiming insiders told them about the innerworkings of Nic and Luke's relationship is not very believable.

Agreed anon! 💯

There’s going to be people who make up dumb narratives in their heads and they’ll be people who believe it as fact when it’s the farthest from the truth. We all know they’re not beefing. They were all over each other at SAG. They couldn’t stop looking and talking to each other. And don’t even get me started on the picture that came out today of Luke staring at Nic like she’s a goddess 😍 (which she is)

#lukola #nicola coughlan #luke newton

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psilliguykai · 9 hours ago

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Boy why you [all] so white

Anyways! Uhhhh yeah William’s Wanton Weary Wiles designs. Or Something. I debated giving them each their own post but none of them deserve it. I couldn’t figure out how to make it Not A Total Mess lol soooo here we are! Individuals with some more info under the cut.

Ooohhh they gross me out so bad. Both in the /aff way but also in the “oooohh I really don’t like how this turned out” way lmao- but! I finished the lineart before I started disliking it and promised myself I wouldn’t keep waffling on the sketch so they’re. They’re DONE alright they’re DONE [<- still trying to convince himself]

All the colors [especially the skin tones because oof I really. Don’t know how to handle that apparently. I mean like they’re meant to be white but I’m not sure if they should be That white lol ANYWAYS] aren’t too strict and I’ll probably fuck around w them depending on the mood of the post, etc. just a loose guide ig :]

If their designs ever get updated, this post will be updated as well ^^ i was gonna hyperlink the master doc but tumblr is kinda hating me rn and Not Letting Me Do That so uhhh . Look up wwww au in my blog and scroll to the bottom for background I guess [I’m so sorry] 😭😭😭

Ok ok here they are

Jimmy

- you can tell I take this very seriously /silly

- The shortest/smallest, but arguably the strongest of the trio [just by a little].

- Patterns and striped parts are based on the EIAL cover + the tapeworm.

- what it says in the ref tbh. Just kinda a normal guy [in appearance anyways] who dresses way too formally and doesn’t get enough sunlight or sleep. :]

- I feel like he’s kind of very fucking ugly but I’ve given up on trying to fix it 😭

- Tallest by a little and best posture by a lot.

- essentially just the outfit from the TNA cover if it was blue lol

- sorryyy no automaton freak :((( big fan of robot Mind designs, but Al is just. Different to me

Mr. Capgras

- He gets scissors in place of a trident because I thought that could be neat :] when he pulls them out of the halo they get noteably larger and sharper. Tbh it mostly just uses them for normal scissor stuff + violent threats sometimes.

- Patterns depicted here are based on the body paint from the Self-ish album cover. In this ref they’re the hmsw colors, but could technically kinda be anything. They’re super inconsistent, both in canon and also because. Trying to keep up the same patterns every time I draw him would be torture :’]

- Most intimidating/strongest-looking. Middle in height, and worst in posture. Sleep deprived, somewhat empty and bitter but still hopeful and surprisingly optimistic.

- I’d like to think if his socks are ever shown, they’d have the same patterns as his gloves n stuff :3

- This isn’t a design thing at all but I’ll probably be referring to him more as Cotard as I feel it fits best. However, he’s formally known as Mr. Capgras since it would make the official acronym for these three “JAM”, which I think is a neat and completely accidental reference to Jamface :)) completely arbitrary yeahhh but it’s my AU and I’ll include all the obscure references I want in it >:3

- dw about the oversized Cotard’s Solution doodle it’s just there as another ref for how the scissors work lol

Fanart is super duper appreciated but absolutely not needed !! Asks either directly to [<- in this case I’d respond in character{s} depending on the ask] or about these characters/this AU are also always very welcome ^^

William Racheal McSprout Himself will be getting his own post when he’s completed :]

#chonny jash #cccc #chonny’s charming chaos compendium #cj mind #cj soul #cj heart #chonny jash au #wwww au #William’s Wanton Weary Wiles #appalling mustelid tornado #Jimmy wwww #Al wwww #Mr. Capgras wwww

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Hi!

When I read your fics I was amazed how you write team dark and their dynamic. I was wondering, since I would like to write about them as well, but am struggling with really getting them to feel like actual people.

Do you have any tricks or things you keep in mind when writing Omega? And on top of that, what do you keep in mind when writing Rouge or Shadow? How do you make these three fit so well? Like three puzzle pieces that kind of have the right shape but still don’t quite align.

I’m sorry if this is a big ask, I’m just quite curious, you have written them so well in Mirror Verse and other one shots like CTRL + ALT + DELETE. Can’t help but ask for the secrets of the master :)

I am so honored by this question and you've also activated my trap card. I LOVE talking about how I see these guys and the vibes I keep in mind for each of them while writing.

The TL;DR:

Team Dark are a group of three mutually beneficial friends who regard each other as equals, even if they occasionally disagree/fight. In my opinion, if this is missing, you're no longer writing Team Dark, but "Rouge and her two dogs" or "IDW Shadow and his no good very bad mandates" or whatever. This is my most controversial opinion.

For Omega, he's the boisterous rebel of the group. He helps keep their momentum going at all times, and tends to be a driving force in conversations and the instigator of new actions.

For Shadow, he's the serious anchor of the team. He helps keep Team Dark together, tending to be the one most willing to let his true emotions show, whether that be his attachment to them or his real opinions on a situation.

For Rouge, she's the charismatic tactician of the team. She helps point Team Dark in a direction, tending to outline the circumstances and situations they find themselves in to help the other two understand better.

To use tropes, they're all Lancers for each other. Ideally, each one of them can be compared and contrasted against each other- not just Shadow and Rouge vs Omega or Shadow and Omega vs Rouge.

To move onto individual breakdowns of how I see each of them and how they fit together- LONG post beneath the cut! You have been warned! Oh, and the actual writing advice is at the bottom because I got carried away, oops.

Omega:

The basis-

The very core of my writing for Omega comes down to three points, which I will reiterate here for convenience. Omega:

Hates Eggman

Will do ANYTHING to avoid being ignored and overlooked again

uses the first point to cover up the second point and would sooner deactivate than admit it

This is, in my humble opinion, what motivates Omega in almost everything he does. He's loud and boisterous. Why? Because he hates being silenced! He's violent and dangerous. Why? Because the idea of being (and being seen) as powerless makes him furious.

Omega's greatest desires, outwardly manifested by his drive to kill his creator, are about choice and freedom for himself. If he wants to do something, he does it. Flat out. Or in the very rare cases of his restraint, he will make it explicitly clear that he is choosing not to for a reason that still benefits him in the long run. This robot has a pathological need for control over his life, and god help anyone who dares threaten that.

That control includes control over his image- he's a deeply prideful individual. Getting him to admit a mistake is like pulling (metaphorical) teeth. Shadow and Rouge are more likely to apologize than he ever will be. He can't stand being perceived as weak, inconsistent, or incompetent.

He's much more of a liar than Shadow ever could be. I've heard the phrase "still waters run deep", and I think that describes Omega perfectly. Like all the other members of Team Dark, he is extremely guarded with his more vulnerable emotions. Whereas Rouge's cover emotion is a flirty suaveness, and Shadow's cover emotion is aloof determination, Omega's cover emotion is a sort of joyous rage. He wants to be seen either as A. Angry or B. Having the time of his life. Good luck getting him to express anything else. (Even in front of Shadow and Rouge!)

But the important part is that he does feel the full range of emotions. And he accepts that he feels all those things, even if you couldn't get him to confess it out loud. I myself tend to accidentally write Omega as more philosophical than I think he needs to be, but that doesn't negate the fact that he does care about things that he pretends not to! How people treat him vs how they treat his organic teammates, his role as the (not quite) only friendly robot in his universe, so on. He has a curiosity about the world around him that someone who was isolated from it might have. And yes, there's actual canon evidence for this now- he spends all of Shadow's campaign in Sonic x Shadow generations making remarks and generating conclusions about the world around him, not just about Eggman robots.

Omega has such a zeal for life that he's not himself without it. He cares. He cares. He cares. Make him have strong opinions on everything.

Fitting into Team Dark:

Omega fits into Team Dark as their catalyst. The definition of "catalyst" is "a substance that increases the rate of a chemical reaction without itself undergoing any permanent chemical change".

Omega is the one always spurring Shadow and Rouge into motion, and he's the one that forces them into conflict- not against each other, but against the world, and their preconceptions of just about everything. He's the one asking "WHY NOT?" whenever they say they can't do something, "WHO CARES?" whenever they worry too much about anything. He's got too much drive to ever sit idly by, and being friends with him requires at least some level of reciprocation of that energy.

The biggest way Omega shows that he cares is simply by his presence. Shadow and Rouge understand that if Omega did not want to be here, he wouldn't be. Tolerating their own problems and eccentricities is their biggest ask from him. Given that "their problems" usually tend to be far outside his skill range, he's always a bit unsure of how to solve them. And of course, as we covered previously, he hates feeling or seeming unsure.

. . . but he does want to solve them. Because he cares.

He's the most classically tsundere out of all of them. It took him the longest out of all of them to figure out that he did genuinely care about them, but now that he does. . . he's not quite sure how to navigate it? Relationships are still new to him, give him time. The line where "WANTING TO MAINTAIN TEAMMATE EFFECTIVENESS" separates from "SEEING MY TEAMMATE IN DISTRESS MAKES ME DISTRESSED" is really fuzzy for him.

So he tries. He's one to face their problems like he does every other problem- head on. It's moments like this where his own clarity and certainty of character can cut through the fog of a problem that the other two are overcomplicating.

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He's most similar to Shadow in their shared bluntness and need to feel like they're accomplishing their goals. They're both impulsive. They're both guys who ask "well why don't we just do X" and then they go run off to do X, even if it's already been tried and found to not work by someone before them. They share a mistrust of the competency of others.

He's most unlike Shadow in the fact that Shadow masks, heavily, while he does not. Shadow keeps quiet and tries to blend in with "normal" people. Omega does not, from his appearance to the way he acts. He embraces his differences while Shadow struggles with them. Omega is much more certain in his identity than Shadow will ever be.

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He's most similar to Rouge in their shared nonchalance for consequences. Rouge is barely, barely governed by the idea that it would be harder to do what she wants if the cops are after her. Omega has come to agree with this philosophy. I've always headcanoned them as being far more morally questionable than Shadow would ever let himself be. They're also both go-getters. When they see something they want, they get it, even if the methods they employ to do so differ.

He's most unlike Rouge in that Rouge loves to play the "game" of society. She gets joy out of playing the fool sometimes and allowing people to underestimate her, something Omega would never tolerate even if he did see the value of such a play. This extends to her proclivity for stealth and anonymity- she doesn't mind having the last laugh over someone in private, whereas for Omega, what's the point if nobody knows that you won?

Shadow:

The basis:

Shadow is a character that I have the most difficulty describing how I write. Probably because, for fuck's sake, he's Shadow the Hedgehog. Everybody knows Shadow. Everybody writes about Shadow. And everybody writes about Shadow differently yet they all feel like the same guy. He is "all of him", and in a manner almost similar to Metal Sonic, there's so many different ways you can portray him yet still have it feel right.

Here is just about the only post I've made about how I write Shadow. It's a bit rambly, but I still stand by it. My favorite paragraph from it is probably this one-

At his best, Shadow is thoughtful, neutral, and surprisingly level-headed. Impulse only gets the best of him when he perceives himself as being the only one who can act competently- if a situation "needs" an Ultimate Lifeform, he's the first to run in and try to solve it. Otherwise, he's much more methodical than the likes of Sonic, Amy, Omega, etc. He values efficiency over fun or flashiness. He's not very good at putting himself in other people's shoes, but if you want an objective opinion on a situation at hand he's one of your best bets to ask.

For me, Shadow is someone who values being stoic and being there for the people who need him. One of his innate desires, one that he consistently struggles with, is to be the perfect tool for the people he cares about. He wants to solve their problems. Ease their pain. Fulfill their wishes about the world. I always thought that his very first line in SA2 to Eggman, about "granting his wish" was very resonant to him both pre- and post-Maria.

Shadow knows that he has the tendency to follow the directions of others, and it's something he fights within himself. He pushes himself to be independent to the point of overcorrecting and putting everyone off. He also has a tendency to form attachments, deeply, and this too is something that he tries to suppress and avoid showing (for Maria-related reasons).

Ultimately, Shadow is the most honest character of Team Dark. His struggles with who he is and his own mental health are too big for him to fight alone- as a result, he's forced to share them. He tries so hard to deny parts of him to himself that he ends up spilling everything everywhere. Shadow tries, and does a decent job in front of strangers, but among friends he just can't hide. He is all of him.

(This ironically results in him being the 'token mentally ill one' of Team Dark when I write him, lol! He's the one who's had to put the work in because of his PTSD, and it shows! He's got more emotional maturity than either Omega or Rouge because he's had to develop it to keep moving forward with his life.)

Fitting into Team Dark:

Shadow is the anchor of Team Dark. He helps ground Omega and Rouge to the world. He's by far the most philosophical and spiritual of the three- he's the only one thinking about stuff like his purpose, his future, his role in life, what he's meant to be, etc. He's a thinker, and sometimes Omega and Rouge need that sort of anchor to the bigger picture to stay themselves.

He is honest and he is earnest. He says what he means, and means what he says. He provides the best evaluations of the current situation. He's almost like the "canary in the coal mine"- if something is going wrong, if the Team or anybody in it starts to lose their way, Shadow is the first to speak up.

He might not be the one to start the conversation, but he is the first one to really talk, and this helps the others open up. The most important thing is that he doesn't even realize he's doing it. He's not self-aware enough to be a facilitator or mediator in any capacity, but he is the stabilizer of the three regardless.

. . . which some might call ironic, given the fact that it's Rouge and Omega helping him stay level when it comes to his erratic mental health. He does lean on them when he gets triggered. He needs to. And sometimes he needs someone to talk him out of his own spiral when he thinks too much. Omega and Rouge help him to unwind from the tight little knots he binds himself in trying to sort out himself.

Saying that Shadow cares about them is like saying that Shadow cares about breathing. It's effortless. Natural. He couldn't stop caring about them now if he tried. It's just the way he's wired. The biggest way that he shows this is by doing things for them and worrying about them. Both in silence, of course.

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He's most similar to Omega in his potential for ruthlessness and a stubbornness when they've made up their minds. They also relate through their shared otherness to the majority, being manufactured beings who have difficulty discerning the intentions and reasoning of others.

He's most unlike Omega in that he has a firm moral compass and a deep consideration for what is "intended" for him. Furthermore, conflict isn't something Shadow enjoys. Destruction? Sure. Conflict? Not really, so he avoids it for things he doesn't deem important. Omega finds disagreements refreshing, whereas for Shadow they make him feel trapped.

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He's most similar to Rouge in that they both don't mind slowing down. They both take pleasure in the little things in life, from soft blankets to good fur care products and the like. Though Shadow is more duty-driven than her, they prefer having lives outside of their work. They both need to have periods alone to gather themselves again.

He's most unlike Rouge in that he's selfless while she's selfish. It's not even just that he's got a more heroic moral compass than her- he just fundamentally values other things more highly than he does himself. Of the entire team he's the most likely to step up to "do what's required" or "do what's right". Oh, and he's self-sacrificial to a fault, something Rouge just can't fathom.

Rouge:

Rouge is the hardest for me to write because she's the opposite of Omega in a lot of ways.

This is a bat who puts on a front for everything.

Including in her own narration.

I think my strongest POV character work for her that shows this is chapters 2 and 6 of my 2024 Team Dark Week one-shots. Both of which allude to things about her that she won't even tell the audience, as well as plenty of emotions that she kicks down so that nobody sees them.

Whereas Omega desires physical control, Rouge desires control over information. She's a string-puller, a manipulator, a planner. She's the ultimate tactician, and she will do everything in her power to ensure that she ends up on top and her enemies end up on the bottom, crushed by her own heel if she's lucky, but she'll also settle for their destruction by anyone or anything else.

She's invested most heavily into her social skillset. She always knows the right thing to say. Conversations are if-then equations for her; if she says this, then the other person will feel that. She uses this on enemies and friends alike, and furthermore, regardless of what she might actually want to say or do in the moment.

A friend might be sad, and if she needs them to be happy, she'll console them, even if she would rather grab their shoulders and scream her frustration at them. An enemy might ask her to do something that she hates, but if it means accomplishing her goals, she'll shove that down and do it with a smile. She's flexible, adaptable, mutable, and she can track her status with each individual with ease. . .

. . . except with herself. Not to say that she isn't incredibly prideful, and that she won't stick up for herself, but sometimes the gap between what she needs to be to get the result she wants and what she's actually feeling in the moment can grow so large she disconnects them entirely. She won't just hide her emotions- she will feel ashamed of them and try to force herself not to feel them.

She's the most 'herself' when she's 'off shift', so to speak. She relaxes significantly when she's alone or with the two people on this planet that she trusts enough to do so. She actually becomes less opinionated when she's at her most casual. She can get catty or annoyed by things in this state but she much more go-with-the-flow. While she gets the most pleasure from intensive gem heists, it doesn't take much to just make her happy. A good TV show? She's happy. A fun chat with a friend? She's happy. Painted nails and a good outfit? Happy.

The catch is having the stability to stay that way, hence the impressive tangle of machinations she concocts to keep her little corner of the world totally within her control.

Fitting into Team Dark:

Most people probably were surprised by my previous section stating that Shadow was the emotional anchor of the team. Most people see Rouge that way- and that's a valid interpretation, but I prefer a different take.

Rouge is the team leader. Period. I stand by the majority of this post I made about Rouge's dynamic as the team leader. The TL;DR is that she's the planner and tactician, the expert at cognitively thinking through the best way to aim the two living weapons at her disposal. This also, however, comes with resolving the differences between them when things get heated.

She often finds herself as the one resolving conflict, not because she's the "mom friend", but that she needs these two to get along (and some external parties to get along with them!) or else a lot of her plans could fall apart, and she cannot have that. Being a part of Team Dark is one hell of a vulnerable position for her, and there's some days where she wonders if it's worth it. Being dependent on others like this freaks her out in a way that Shadow and Omega can't conceptualize.

She's always had a soft spot for Shadow and Omega given the circumstances. That much is true. But I think it's only a significant ways into her friendship with them that she resolves to stick by Shadow and Omega's sides should the world turn against them. Choosing to have someone's back instead of distancing herself the moment things become dicey is a huge sign that she genuinely cares. I believe her confession in Sonic 06, and again in SxS Gens, to be the most honest and heartfelt she's ever going to be with them. Shadow and Omega might not understand the full depth of what those moments meant for her.

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She's most similar to Shadow in that they're both pretty grounded. A lot of the basic assumptions they make about the world and scripts for how to behave are similar between them. They feel their emotions similarly and in response to similar situations, even if Rouge tends to hide them better. They're both just. . . pretty relaxed people outside of extraordinary circumstances. Not to say they don't have moments where they get passionate and excited on their own though.

She's most unlike Shadow in that she doesn't think anything is wrong with her. For all her knowledge on people and emotions and conversation, she doesn't understand that the way she operates is pretty mentally ill, folks! She thinks that she doesn't have any trauma, anything to cry about or angst over, and nothing is further than the truth. Her struggles were 'ordinary', distant from alien bioweapons or growing up on a space station or being freshly created then locked in a basement forever. But they were still struggles, struggles that shape how she sees the world and not in a good way.

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She's the most similar to Omega in their shared pathological need for control, lol. They're both control freaks, even if said control freaking can occur in opposite directions from each other. It's where they chafe the most and it's because they're so similar. They're also both prideful and care deeply about keeping their reputations consistent. They're both liars in contrast to Shadow's honesty.

She's the most unlike Omega in that she's willing to mute herself to get what she wants. Sometimes she wishes she could scream "why can't you just pretend to be normal?!?!?!" at him when he's stirring up trouble and forcing her to alter her plans. She's calculated. He's rash. Fundamental mismatch of vibes sometimes.

Conclusion

It's been so fun to type out the culmination of almost my two years writing for these characters and how they weave in and out of each other.

In a not-at-all-concise way, I've tried to describe how they fit together and how they all have different sides to them.

I think the most important thing I've practiced to make them feel "real" when you're writing them is to hint, but not outright state, that there's something they're not saying that differs or is deeper than their surface-level conversation. For example, Rouge would never ever EVER say "I'm manipulating people to protect myself." Omega would never ever ever say "I care but I have no idea how to show it." Shadow could maybe possibly say "I'm trying to find myself and resist being the obedient tool I was made to be," but holy shit is he going to have to be going through it to even consider saying that.

You have to hint at it. Dance around the topic. Delight in withholding the information from the readers. Have Rouge sweet-talk someone to do something only for her smile to fade into something anxious and tired the moment their back is turned. Have Omega shoplift something small for Rouge from the supermarket and have him questioning the entire time whether it was even worth the effort, only to be relieved when Rouge squeals in delight. Have Shadow give an abrupt "no" to a seemingly benign request for a favor from Rouge and write him clamming up about why he did so afterwards.

It's blending these deeper facets of their characters into their current dialogue and actions that's my favorite thing to do in my writing. Even better if an outside character witnesses that little glimpse of the interior world and goes "huh, I wasn't expecting that."

Oh, and all the above paragraphs I've typed in this post to perfectly describe each character? Remember that they don't know all that about themselves.

They might be just as surprised as the outside characters are about how they've acted. They might not realize that something was bothering them, or that there was something they feel strongly about, until it surfaces unexpectedly! This can result in fights, or big dramatic moments.

All of THAT dives into the whole "avoiding therapy-speak" discussion currently happening in the greater writing community, one that would require me to write an entirely different post to explain. Here's my favorite primer on the subject if you'd like, but this post is already long enough, so I'll leave off here.

Thank you so much for this ask. You gave my autistic ass the best evening of my life typing this all out.

#team dark #e-123 omega #e 123 omega #shadow the hedgehog #rouge the bat #long post #oh my god this post is as long as some of my fics. about 4000 words if you're curious #please remember that these are general guidelines and that I reserve the right to contradict myself in the future!#but this summarizes the broad strokes of what I love writing in each of them pretty well #oh and this is purely my interpretation. take what you like and leave what you don't.#obligatory 'canon is fake and I am committing word crimes' disclaimer #you can send me an ask about what I think my OOC habits are while writing them and I'd be happy to answer that too lol

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esoogthegoose · 2 days ago

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I AM GOING TO MAKE AN IN STARS AND TIME MUSICAL!!!

(Like, actual songs!! Sung!!!)

Read full post!!!

VOTE ON THE POLL AT THE BOTTOM OF THIS POST!!! For roles as SINGERS, WRITERS, and ARTISTS!!!

+required information, discord link, and characters to voice under cut

If you would like to maybe sing, reblog or comment whichever character. Duplicates are fine for now as that can be sorted out later

This isn’t professional or anything, just a fun fandom project I’d love to see happen!!! Anyone who likes singing, writing, and/or drawing!

Any additional questions, you can send an Ask (anonymous or public is fine) to @ISATtheMUSICAL or a DM to @esoogthegoose

Important points first!!! READ BEFORE ANSWERING POLL!!!

- I AM NOT A PROFESSIONAL, I’m a teenager who wants to do a fun personal project with like-minded people who appreciate the same silly hyperfixations that I do!! Which means, I have no professional equipment, I am NOT trying to make this the most perfect, most well-written thing ever! I’m trying to have fun!!! Which also means YOU do not have to have any professional equipment! Whether singer, writer, artist, as long as you have the means to record, write, and draw, join us!!!

-COMMUNICATION will be done through a DISCORD SERVER!!! If you do NOT have Discord, you can’t join. Link is down by the poll

-IF YOU ARE AN ADULT THAT IS FINE, ANY age is welcome, but to everyone, do NOT be weird or crude in the disc. You will be IMMEDIATELY banned with no exceptions.

-You need to have played/watched In Stars and Time. If you’re only at the beginning or halfway through, there will be MAJOR spoilers and you also can’t really sing or write without knowing the full scope of the characters

-WHEN I MAKE FUTURE POSTS, LOOK FOR THEM @ISATtheMUSICAL

-IF YOU WANT TO BE A SINGER… all you need is a place to record, and a decent audio quality. I can send sheet music to read as well as audio recordings of melodies in the disc!

-IF YOU WANT TO BE A WRITER… I’m going to be composing all of the music, but if you want to take a shot at writing lyrics, planning out song order, which events should occur in which song, timeline, etc etc, just make sure you actually participate!

-IF YOU WANT TO BE AN ARTIST… For when we have a finished song and you’d like to make some art for it! Make sure it’s digital art, platform doesn’t matter, and don’t forget to sign your @ on it!

The Discord is HERE!

By the way, people can absolutely be multiple, or even all three. This poll is to see if enough people would like to partake!

Characters to voice:

Main characters: Siffrin, Mirabelle, Odile, Isabeau, Bonnie, Loop, The King, Euphrasie, Mal du Pays

Ensemble?: Sadnesses, townspeople of Dormont

There will be ways to choose more specific roles for those who’d like to sing on the discord server application form, as well as auditions in the future

#in stars and time #isat #isat siffrin #isat mirabelle #isat odile #isat isabeau #isat bonnie #isat loop #isat mal du pays #isat euphrasie #esoogthegoose #@isatthemusical #isat the musical esoogthegoose #isat spoilers #sasasaap

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❤︎‬ [REDACTED] notices that you like to peek at his fishnets quite a bit... could you have a thing for them? ‪‪❤︎‬ [REDACTED] x gn reader ‪ ❤︎ ‬wc: 2.3k‪‪ ❤︎‬ content warning(s): nsfw, yandere ❤︎‬ [REDACTED] is from 14 days with you being developed by cutiesigh ❤︎‬ mdni banner by cafekitsune

14 days with you is an 18+ game and is not suitable for minors. minors do not interact with the game and/or any fanfiction material posted here.

“you’re so fucking tight, angel…”

you have half a mind to cuss out [REDACTED], and if they weren’t buried eight inches inside of you, you might have. you can make out the dainty material of his fishnets stockings against your own legs as he practically folds you into a brutal mating press. heat grips at your core as he fucks into you, and to his delight, he’s rewarded with a loud squelching noise from your hole as he stuffs you full.

you should know by now that [REDACTED]’s voracious appetite for anything related to you far exceeds what you might expect. still, it’s hard to not be a bit curious about him, and it’s even harder for him to not feed into your curiosity. he cradles you close to his chest, making sure you can feel his bare skin on your naked body, heartbeats syncopating with each other.

“you’re adorable, did you know that?” the only thing on his body right now is a pair of tight, black fishnet stockings, the same ones he’s been wearing under his ripped jeans before he threw them off to fuck you. “did you really think i wouldn’t notice?”

“i-i don’t know what you’re talking about-,” you try to buy some time. your mind already feels so scrambled from having his cock inside of you. having your hips raised into a mating press isn’t helping you. it feels like every little movement of his cock has you seeing stars. god, you don’t think you’d be able to look at [REDACTED] in the eye if you ever came just from being penetrated by his stupidly hung dick.

“don’t play dumb now. i can feel you tightening up around me, clenching my cock like you don’t want to let go… don’t act like this isn’t turning you on. i know you too well for you to play this game with me,” his voice drops a pitch, the possessive tone seeping through. “i saw you sneaking glances at me all day. eating me up with your eyes. made me wonder what it did that got you so interested in me today… y’really know how to play with someone’s heart.”

he thrusts into you, and you throw your head back to let out a guttural moan. you don’t want to succumb to the pleasure just yet, don’t want to admit to him so quickly that he’s been able to read you like an open book. you know you’re fighting a losing battle, but you can’t give [REDACTED] the satisfaction of an easy kill, not when you still have some fight left in you.

he grins happily though. [REDACTED]’s already got what they’ve wanted. your attention all over him and now being folded in half and getting stretched out on his cock is the perfect conclusion to his day.

“it’s the fishnets, isn’t it, angel? don’t be shy now… unless you want to be. if that’s the case, then i’ll have to fuck the answer out of you. bet you won’t be so cocky after i’ve made you cum so hard that you can only think about how good my cock feels.” he grabs at your hips and wiggles himself against your core, making sure you really feel his cock pressing up against your velvety walls. you whimper when you feel his fishnets also drag across the curve of your ass, and heat flashes through your entire body almost like a secondary pulse.

he leans in close to your face, trapping you in between his lanky body. “it fucking turned me on too. all day, angel. think about how i would have felt. feeling your cute eyes sizing me up, staring at my legs all day… almost made me want to pull you aside and rail you in public. wrap these legs around you, the legs that you love s’fucking much.”

you feel a whine bubbling up in the back of your throat. fuck, he’s way too good at this. your hole keeps pulsing around him like a vice, and he’s making a mess out of your body by hitting all the spots you like best. every time his tip brushes deep inside of you, you can feel your self-control slipping from your mind. all you can feel is his body around yours, his voice ringing in your ears, his face flickering right in front of your hazy vision.

but above all, you hate that he’s right. those stupid fishnets. him and his stupid alt e-boy fashion! it’s so stupidly attractive to see him draped all over with his black clothes, and it’s even more stupidly attractive to see bits of his fishnet tights peeking through the rips in his tight jeans. you did test your luck by letting your eyes wander one too many times. just the memory has saliva pooling in your mouth, and when you sneak a shaky peek at his legs now, your walls seize up around [REDACTED] like never before.

it doesn’t go unnoticed by him.

“haah- c’mon, angel, i see you ogling me even now-,” he laughs breathlessly on top of you. there’s something about the way the thick waistline sits on his hips, and the tiny criss-cross patterns of the strings covering every inch of his legs, his pale skin, does something to your brain. they make the sinews of his muscles that much more visible, the sensual silhouette of his legs accentuated by the tiny holes. they would rip so easily if you tugged at it, which was what he had done at his crotch area so he could fuck you in the first place.

you’re so pent up that you’re going to cum if you stare at them any further. you reluctantly tear your eyes away, only for [REDACTED] to demand your attention again by brutally slamming his hips into you. moans shamelessly fall from your lips as he bullies his cock into you over and over again, your walls drinking up the addictive friction of having every inch of his length rubbing up against your insides.

“you make it so easy for me to tease you, d’you know that? maybe i can work with this too. y’know i’d do anything to make you feel good,” [REDACTED] laughs. “what do you think? maybe i’ll fuck you nice and hard every time i wear these fishnets. that way whenever i wear them, you’ll get all cute and desperate and horny all f’me…”

your core throbs with arousal. it’s almost painful, how much he’s turning you on. something about [REDACTED] turning something so small and trivial into this whole mess and teasing you about it has your brain feeling like mush. his cock feels so good, and just the thought of him essentially pavloving into getting aroused by a pair of fishnets really has you losing your mind. your hole keeps sucking him in, unable to get enough of the high that having sex with him gives you.

“we can start right now. i’ll make you cum your brains out on my cock over and over. beg f’me a bit, won’t you?” he’s fucking you with a renewed vigor. “‘make me cum, [REDACTED]! getting fucked by you in your fishnets is the best! it makes your cock feel good!’ that’s not too hard to say now, is it?”

you can feel your stomach flip at his words. you’re gasping and panting for air. you might cum if he makes you say something like that. you’re going to cum either way; your body can’t keep up with how hard and fast he’s plowing into you. for someone babbling about how much they love seeing you get flustered, you know he’s the type of boyfriend who’d cum in his pants, fishnets and all, if you kissed him long enough.

once you have a better grip on yourself, you can recover your pride. once you have a better grip on yourself, you can do something about the stockings that started this whole thing. once you have a better grip on yourself, you can clear your head and be a better person. but now, as you are, you’re just a cockslut who’s about to orgasm over your boyfriend’s cock. all because he wore some fishnets. all because you might be developing a fetish for them.

you swallow thickly. “m-make me cum, [REDACTED]...!”

“hm? what was that? couldn’t quite hear you.” he feigns ignorance. “i don’t think that was everything either. you’re so smart, angel… you know what you need to do to get me where you want.”

he’s lucky you like him so much. you find the strength to make proper eye contact with him, your face half-fucked out and eyelids drooping into hazy bedroom eyes. you take a good look at his whole body. his pretty face, all the tattoos decorating his body, the very fishnets that got you into trouble in the first place… all of it makes you so horny, so desperate for them, so insatiable to the point that their cock is the only thing that could make you feel better.

ignoring the building ache in your thighs, you spread your legs a bit further. you invite him in deeper, to mold your insides into the shape of his huge dick. “make me cum! g-getting fucked by you in your fishnets is the best…! it makes your cock feel good!”

the lovestruck grin that spreads across his face is indescribable. you’ve never seen a look of pure ecstasy before, but you think this might be the only apt descriptor. he leans his head down to press a gentle kiss to your mouth, a complete contrast to the pure filth he’s stirring up in between your legs. “anything else you want to add?”

there’s really only one thing you can think of. “i love you!”

maybe you should have thought that one a bit more through.

the next thing you can realize is that you’re about to cum and that [REDACTED] has gone from fucking you with the intent of teasing you to straight up plowing into your insides until your mind breaks. it feels so good. you swear you feel him everywhere, in your guts, in your stomach, in your chest, in your throat. you can’t even moan properly as he presses himself fully against you, grunting as he fucks you out again and again. you’re going to cum. you can feel it. you can feel the heat in your tummy, your hole fluttering around him, the pressure, the pleasure, the tension threatening to break and leave you recoiling and undone all underneath him.

“i love you too- haha- fuck-,” you can make out his faint voice above all the buzzing in your ears. “i love you. i love you, angel. i love you- i love you so, so much-”

something inside of you snaps. you can feel straight bliss rush through your body like a drug, and you cling to [REDACTED] as he fucks you through your orgasm. your body feels so hot, overheating, and yet the rush makes your vision spin until the vague black-pink blur of his hair is all you can make out. you can hear him give you a broken moan as your insides clamp down on him, and your juices coat his cock all over, desperate to break him down just as much he has done to you.

it feels good. it feels good. his cock feels good. cumming feels so good! it’s all you can make out, all you can think.

“oh- fuck- take it, angel- take me… hah- i love you!” a couple of hard thrusts from him, and then you feel him cum straight inside of you with a desperate whine of your name. a sudden sensation of fullness hits you like a brick wall as you wallow through the depths of your orgasm, the pleasure crashing and washing over you like the ebb and flow of a relentless ocean wave. you can feel his warmth seeping into you and spreading out to the corners of your body from the inside out, and it’s as if something akin to happiness is also dyeing the depths of your mind.

you let him fall on top of you and lay there, soaking up the skin-to-skin contact, as both of you try to make heads or tails of the pure physicality of it all. a wave of uncharacteristic shyness bites at your face when you can feel his fishnets rub against your own legs as he cradles you, softening cock still lodged in you so he can savor the combined warmth of his sticky cum and your loving insides.

“i think you got a little too cocky there,” you chuckle weakly, breaking the ambient silence to reach for him and hold him in your arms. “don’t forget that i have that ace up my sleeve.”

“hm.” he sounds unimpressed when he moves his face so he can peer into your eyes. you both still have a distant dazed look in your eyes, still feeling the final afterwaves of your shared orgasms, still blissed out on the simple intimacy behind something that started over something so mundane. “but you’re the one who ended up with a new kink, so i wouldn’t talk too big…”

you laugh again, your hand wandering down the side of his body to grasp blindly at the waistline of his fishnets. you grab at it and curl your fingers around the elastic waistband, and you tug at it so it snaps just the slightest bit against his hip. [REDACTED] lets out a small yelp at your retaliation, but his momentary disdain is quickly replaced by the usual adoration in his eyes.

you can process everything later. new fetish or not, these fishnets did net you something fun today.

takashi murakami: !n-cha!

#14 days with you #14dwy #14 days with you x reader #14dwy x reader #redacted #x reader #gn reader #my writing #im . really normal about fishnets guys

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