#and all i do is accommodate u and all u do is be annoying

[tempe-brennans]

break up with my boyfriend?

[blainesebastian]

teasing

word count: 956 pairing: austin butler x female reader rating: NC-17 summary: anon request "can u do an austin fic w him teasing the reader pls? maybe teasing her saying how much his voice turns her on etc" notes: heed the rating--this is a self-indulgent spicy post. probably not as much fluff as you wanted, given that we're dealing with this man's voice. notes2: austin butler masterlist

“I think you like it.”

Your eyes roll back into your head as you focus on making lunch, one foot in front of the other, so to speak. You have to concentrate on your movements because Austin isn’t exactly wrong. Honestly, this is all your fault, you know that. One round of dirty talk in bed, now all of a sudden Austin thinks he’s a god.

Well…

“I think,” You look at him over your shoulder as he leans back against the counter in the kitchen, “Your head is gettin’ too big to walk through some of the doorways.”

Austin grins, “One head is definitely gettin’ big.”

You scoff out laugh that is supposed to sound like you’re annoyed at how bad that innuendo is, but you’re not. Not by a long shot. There’s heat pooling in the center of your core. Fucking Austin Butler. You turn your attention back to making lunch, opening the fridge to put mayo away, and closing it.

You’re hyper aware of how his body moves even though you can’t see him. Being together for so long, it’s just something you can sense. There’s a quiet shift, he steps closer, and suddenly his chest is against your back. A gentle touch but the heat of his body and the smell of his skin is so intoxicating.

You shiver just a little.

Austin runs his hands down your arms and it stills your movements on the counter, suddenly forgetting this lunch that felt so important ten minutes ago. You can feel his breath brush against your neck before he presses a kiss to your pulse point.

“I think…I know what I saw last night.” He says, his voice like gravel along the shell of your ear.

Oh you’re definitely not playing this game, “Oh yeah?” You raise your eyebrows, turning your head just a little for your noses to brush, “What’d you see?”

He smiles, holding your gaze, his hand skittering across your stomach, dipping lower. You can’t help but shift back into him, giving him more space. “I saw how wet you got when I started talkin’ to you,” He undoes the buttons on your shorts, zipper following, his ring snagging a bit on the fabric but he gets his hand exactly where you want it.

In your panties.

“Like you are right now.” He brushes his thumb over slick heat and sharp noise leaves your lips.

A groan follows and you lift one of your hands to cover your face, “God, you’re so annoying.”

Austin chuckles, his other hand taking yours away from hiding your expression. He presses a kiss to your jawline, wrapping his arm around you as he eases you back against him, his fingers spreading you, pointer finger dipping in wetness before circling a bundle of nerves.

“Austin,” You breathe out.

He hums lightly, drawing another kiss to your cheek, “I got you,” He whispers, “…as soon as you admit you know what I’m talkin’ about.”

Fucking tease.

You shake your head quickly and almost make the decision to leave his embrace, but he’s holding onto you to the point where you can’t move…even if you wanted to.

“You like that baby?” He asks, “You like the sound of my voice in your ear?”

You squeeze your eyes shut, tipping your head back until it lands on his shoulder. A shuddered moan leaves your throat as he teases you, one finger, then two, always special attention to your clit. You shift back further, grinding a bit against him, you can feel how hard he is along your back and that only edges you forward.

Your breathing picks up, your neck exposed as another full bodied shudder works through you. God this so unfair. You can feel Austin smile against your throat, pressing another kiss there, your legs widening to accommodate his hand. 

“M’not gonna let you cum until you admit it.” 

And just like that, he brings you to a peak and leaves you there. A whine of frustration bubbles in your throat. 

“God, you fucking suck.” You snap. 

Austin smirks, pressing a soothing kiss to your jaw as his finger circles your clit. Too slow. “Kinda like it when you yell at me.” 

You roll your hips back into his cock and he stills you to stop, squeezing your hip. “C’mon.” Austin slips his fingers inside you again, thumb brushing your clit, lips against the shell of your ear. 

“You like the sound of my voice—against your neck, your lips, your ear—”  He picks up the pace of his hand again, your breathing quickening. “Here.” He presses his thumb against your clit. 

Fuck okayokayokay—

“I do—fine, I do, Austin please.” 

Austin smiles, pressing the sweetest kiss to your cheek. “Good girl.” 

No sooner do the words leave his mouth does he give you what you want and it doesn’t take you very much to tumble right over the edge—especially in combination with that praise. You squeeze your eyes shut and let go, pulse after pulse of pleasure roaring through you that Austin draws out before you’re boneless against him.

His body holds yours up and when he slips his hand out of your jean shorts, you turn in the embrace and lean heavily along his chest, tucking your face into his neck. He smiles, dipping his chin and pressing a kiss to the bridge of your nose. Wrapping your arms loosely around his waist, he keeps you close for a few long moments as your high settles down.

“Forget lunch,” He says after a moment, quickly lifting you up so that your legs wrap around him. “M’hungry for somethin’ else.” You can’t help but laugh as he carries you towards the bedroom

[slavabogu]

Bcause my smoker friends and family are hell to hang out with. Why do we have to sit in this enclosed space specially made for poisoning yourself if I don't smoke. Like this is your freaking problem. Go outside by yourself to smoke or never see me again.

Smokers are officially my sworn enemies

[redr0sewrites]

How do you think Aaravos would act when his a s/o is on their period? (Can you tell I'm on my period and need comfort)

OOOOOO!!!! i feel SO bad i haven't written for aaravos (or tdp in general) for wayyyyyy too long tdp is still my main hyperfixation yall

🥀Cw: mostly fluff with a bit of suggestiveness/mentions of how orgasms help cramps, afab reader

🥀minors dni with the nsfw portion

sfw:

listen, aaravos is SOOO attentive. he probably has your cycle memorized better than YOU. he's always prepared for when you're on your period, and will approach you about it a few days before it starts

aaravos is amazing when your on your period as he never undermines you, and while he doesn't relate to your experience he definitely sympathizes with you and supports you any way he can

his powers come in handy a lot, and whenever your having bad cramps he can very easily heat up his hands or cool them down and become your own personal heating/cooling pad. he also gives wonderful massages and can also attempt spells/potions that may work as painkillers for you

aaravos is a FANTASTIC cuddler, he's 6,9 ft of pure warmth and loves holding you when you're on your period. if you're feeling emotional or sad in general aaravos is genuinely always willing to comfort you, as he hates seeing you in distress

he may tease you a little to help lighten the mood, but if you get upset or annoyed he'll stop

speaking of when you're annoyed, if you are especially irritable on your period, aaravos takes it surprisingly well. if you snap at him he'll just brush it off or roll his eyes, he knows your feeling shitty and that you'll feel bad later. he might get a little pouty though, and will be clingy when you two are trying to sleep

if you get headaches on your period aaravos is more than willing to accommodate you. he'll gently cup your face, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead before getting a damp towel to lay across your eyes

as much as you want to rot in bed while you're on your period, aaravos will encourage you to be at least a little active. he might take you for calming walks where you won't run into others, or even just slow dance with you in the comfort of your own home while lofty music plays in the background

aaravos will run lavish baths for you om your period with bubbles and fancy soaps and anything your heart desires. he really does love pampering you at heart and will gladly sit at the edge of the tub and wash your hair or massage your scalp while you bathe and relax

nsfw:

during his research on how to help comfort you, aaravos stumbled upon the fact that orgasms can help relieve period cramps. he was quick to bring it up to you, for "research purposes" kinky bitch.

he'll be gentle ofc, laying a towel beneath you both and treating you with the utmost care (unless... u tell him not to.... then thats a different story)

period sex soon becomes a pretty common occurrence as its a great experience for you both. aaravos adores how sensitive you are and loves seeing how easy it is to stimulate you. he'll tease you a lot and then overstimulate you, relishing in every noise you make

it's obviously wonderful for you as well bc??? duh???? it feels amazing and aaravos always makes you feel divine

he's a lot more into praising you during period sex rather than degrading, he thinks that your something to be worshipped and absolutely loves showering you with all the praise you deserve

aaravos enjoys mirror sex in general, but especially during your period. je likes showing you how gorgeous you are during this time of the month and is not afraid to be a little mean with his praise. if theres a trait you have that your particularly anxious or insecure about, aaravos looveessss praising you over and over about it until you can't help but agree.

aaravos always does great aftercare as well when your on your period. you both often get pretty messy, so the first thing he does is conjure a wet towel to wipe you both down. then he'll run you a bath and let you relax while he changes the sheets/bedding before joining you in the bath.

yk that audio that's like "HEEEEE'SSSS BAAAACK" on tiktok? thats what i feel like rn when im posting something for tdp for the first time in like months. (i don't have tiktok but i keep seeing tiktoks on pinterest 💀) ANYWAYSSSSSS HOPE U WNJOYED!!! ive been falling back into some of my old fandoms (tdp, acotar, etc) along w some new ones so feel free to send in requests!!! i am VERY anxiously awaiting tdp s6 hehe

[thatsmzbitchtoyou]

Shy Dream Girl -Oneshot

Word count: 2135 @imagine-all-the-fandoms

It all started with a question.

“Hi, sorry to bother you, um…where did you find that book?” he asked her.

Y/N turned to find one of the most beautiful men she’d ever seen in her entire life.  “Oh, uh, over there in the history section,” she said, pointing to where she had come from.  

He looked to where she was pointing.  “Okay, thank you.  What’s the author’s name again?  Just so I don’t miss it.”

She told him the name and he thanked her again with a blinding smile before trotting off toward the history section.  Y/N had to calm her hastily thudding heart.  Sweet baby Jesus, she thought, shaking her head.  A few moments later as she was about to check out she saw him again at the front desk.

“I’m sorry, sir, we don’t have any more copies.  You’ll have to wait until it’s checked back in,” the librarian said.

He looked annoyed but nodded.  “Alright, thank you,” he huffed, before stalking off.  Y/N intercepted him.

“Excuse me, uh, are you still wanting this book?” she asked him, holding up the history book.

“Oh, yes, but you grabbed it first, it’s okay,” he said.

“I can wait,” Y/N smiled, and handed it to him.  

He took it with a dazed look.  “Thank you,” he said quietly.  Y/N nodded before stepping forward to check out, but he stepped in front of her.  “I’m sorry, um, I don’t usually do this, but…could I buy you a coffee or something?”

Y/N looked at him warily.  She usually didn’t accept men’s invitations for things like that, but the look he was giving her was so hopeful with the best puppy-dog eyes she’d ever seen on a man that she heard herself say, “Yeah, sure.”

He smiled and held out his hand.  “I’m Bucky.”

“Y/N,” she greeted him, shaking his hand.

It was a year ago that they first met, exchanged phone numbers, then two weeks later he’d asked her out on an official date, and a month later to be his girlfriend.  Bucky was an all-in type of personality, knowing what he wanted and going after it.  Y/N was shy, quiet, and often flustered by his compliments and how outright he was.  He took it slow with her, trying to meet her where she was at, but she still felt bad about how much she could tell he was holding back with her.  Not just because of his past with Hydra and being the Winter Soldier, but also because he was being accommodating for her.  She wished she could be more outgoing with him, playful in public and not just in private, but she just couldn’t always break out of her shell so easily like he could.

This also translated into their intimate time together.  He had introduced her to the Avengers, and she was good friends with them, but still incredibly shy around them all.  She usually holed up in Bucky’s room whenever she visited, which made the Avengers all think that a lot of “fun times” were being had, which they would tease them about relentlessly, but it hadn’t happened yet.  The most they had ever done together was making out passionately, sometimes ending up with Y/N in his lap or Bucky hovering over her laying flat on the couch, but anything more was always stopped by Y/N.  She didn’t know how to initiate intimacy, and Bucky thought she wasn’t ready, so it always hemorrhaged before it even began.

They were laying on Bucky’s bed cuddling at the Compound watching a movie after just finishing their take-out dinner.  Y/N was warm and cozy snuggled into his side, her arm across his stomach and her head resting on his chest.  She was barely paying attention to the movie, watching Bucky’s metal fingers trace her hand and fingers on his stomach.  “Are you even watching, dream girl?” he suddenly asked, looking down at her.

“Yes,” Y/N squeaked in surprise.  

Bucky twisted so he could see her face and narrowed his eyes at her, his devilish smirk growing into a full grin.  “Liar,” he retorted.

“I’m watching, I swear!” Y/N said, trying to back away into the bed even further, her own guilty smile on her face.

Bucky’s nose scrunched up and his hands raised up.  He growled as he lunged at her, tickling her neck and sides.  Y/N yelped and laughed, her body twisting away from him and wrestling him on the bed.  “NO!  Bucky stop it!”

“Admit you weren’t watching,” he laughed.

Y/N pushed him as hard as she could and Bucky wrapped an arm around her waist, the momentum pulling her on top of him.  She grabbed his wrists and held them against the bed on either side of his head, her legs straddling his hips.  “Ha!  Gotcha!” she yelled triumphantly, staring down at him.  

Bucky was still slightly smiling but his eyes were wide, his hair fanning out on the bed and his breathing slightly labored.  “You got me,” he said quietly.

Y/N’s head tilted at him in question, then she realized the position they were in.  “Oh my god!  Buck I’m sorry–”

She tried to move away but Bucky’s hands immediately went to her hips to hold her down over his hips.  “No, don’t say sorry,” he shook his head.  “Please stay there.”

Y/N froze, her hands against her chest and her core fully sitting on top of Bucky’s groin.  They stared at each other for another moment, the air heavy with a tension that was sexually hesitant.  Bucky’s fingers flexed against her hips and Y/N slowly sat down fully on his hips.  She gave a small experimental roll of her hips, watching his face intently.  Bucky’s eyelids fluttered, his brow furrowed in a wanton frown.  “You…you want this?” she asked quietly.

“Yes,” Bucky breathed, his fingers inching towards her ass.  “But only if you want to.”

“I-I…I do, I just…” she stuttered, her hands still in tight fists at her chest.  

“What do you want, Y/N?” Bucky asked.  His eyes were soft but wanting, a small smile on his face.  “Whatever you want, I’ll do it.”

Y/N bit her lip, looking him over.  She secretly loved the way he looked in this moment, pleadingly staring up at her, hoping and wishing for her to ruin him, his fingers still twitching with the effort of waiting for her permission but desperately wanting to touch her.  This was Bucky.  Her Bucky.  She could trust him.  And he wanted her, loved her like she loved him.  She sighed heavily before unclenching her fists and leaning over him, her hands holding her up on the bed on either side of his head.  She dipped her head down and kissed him slowly, sensually, then nuzzled his nose.  She gave another roll of her hips, pulling a low moan from him.  “Whatever I want?” she asked in a teasing tone.

“Yeah, whatever you want,” Bucky nodded, nuzzling her back.  “Use me, dream girl.”

Y/N smiled.  “Okay, lover boy,” she breathed.

Bucky’s eyes sparkled at the pet name, one that she had given him early on but didn’t use too often, especially around other people.  She kissed him again then sat up straight.  She started grinding down on his hips repeatedly, her hands on his chest for leverage.  Bucky’s eyes rolled back in his head, his mouth agape and another, louder moan echoing in his room.  “Fffuuuck,” he groaned, watching her hips move on him.

Y/N sat up again and pulled her shirt then her sports bra off, Bucky’s eyes bulging at seeing her naked torso.  She maneuvered herself to take off her bottoms, then to slide Bucky’s bottoms down as he took off his shirt.  Once they were both naked she sat atop his hips again, grinding onto his cock.  It slid between her lower lips easily with how wet she already was, the head rubbing against her clit so perfectly that it had her whining.  “So pretty, lover boy,” she whispered.  

Bucky’s hands felt up from her ass to her breasts, his fingers flicking and rubbing her nipples and massaging her breasts with his large hands.  His metal hand felt glorious against her skin, the coolness helping to calm her.  “Y/N…please,” he begged, his hips trembling beneath her.  “Please can I be inside you?”

Y/N nodded, her nails scratching down his chest.  She sat up on her knees as she reached a hand down and gripped his cock, slick with her arousal, pumping him a few times before aiming him upward.  She positioned her hips and slowly sank down on him.  She made a high pitched keening sound, her eyes shut tight and her head fell back as he filled her.  She heard Bucky’s shuddered huff of a breath, his hips shaking beneath her.  Once he was fully inside and her hips were sat flat on him again, she breathed heavily as she adjusted to him.  “Fuck, Bucky,” she moaned.  “You feel so good.  I’ve never felt so full…”

His hips involuntarily bucked up into her, making her shiver.  “Goddammit, dream girl,” he said.  “How do you feel this good?  Holy shit…”

Y/N rolled her hips slowly, starting a steady pace over him.  She couldn’t believe just how deep he felt, how wet she was because of him, and how free she felt in that moment with him.  Her shyness always felt so stifling, but in this moment all she wanted was to lose herself in everything Bucky.  She leaned over him again and kissed along his chest then licked and sucked at his collarbone to his neck, then kissed the scarring where the metal met his skin.  Bucky’s breathing was heavy, and soft whimpers fell out of his mouth at her kisses.  “You like that, lover boy?” she hummed, her hips moving from rolling to bobbing up and down on his cock.  Bucky gasped and nodded frantically.  “God, you’re so good, Buck.  You know that?  I know I’m not good at telling you–”

“I love you,” Bucky interrupted her, pulling her face up and kissing her deeply.  “You say so much with your eyes, my love.”  Y/N wrapped an arm under his neck, her free hand gripping his jaw and slightly forcing him to angle his head the way she wanted.  “Fuck!  And with your perfect body…Jesus…” he huffed, his arms wrapping behind her back.  He planted his feet and thrust up into her, pulling another keen from deep in her throat.

“Oh my god!” Y/N cried out.

Bucky’s eyes lit up again at hearing her express herself loudly.  “Yeah?  That feel good, dream girl?”  He continued thrusting up into her, pulling more moans and whimpers from her.  “Let me hear you, love.”

He set a frenzied pace snapping his hips into her, his cock slipping in and out so easily, reaching deeper into her with each thrust.  “Bucky!” she squealed against his mouth when he hit that special spot deep inside.

“That’s it, dream girl.  You gonna cum for me?” Bucky panted.  His arms tightened around her, pulling her down onto him harder.  “I’ve got you, love.  Cum on my cock…please please please…”

Y/N shoved her face into the crook of his neck, her free hand gripping his bicep as she held him close.  She huffed a steady stream of “uh-uh-uh” into his ear, then felt the pressure deep inside her finally snap.  She moaned loudly, biting into his shoulder as she shook and came around him.  Her pussy clenched around him hard, and with a few more snaps of his hips he was cumming deep inside her, his face in the crook of her neck as he whimpered and sucked at her throat.

They both shivered against each other as they calmed down, not willing to let go of each other yet.  After a while her breathing started to get back to normal and Y/N lifted her head to look at Bucky.  His eyes were closed with a blissfully fucked out look on his face.  Y/N giggled and he opened his eyes to look at her, smiling wide.  “What’s so funny?” he breathed.

“You’re beautiful,” Y/N replied quietly, her free hand moving up to trace along his face, booping his nose and then leaning down to kiss the tip of his nose gently.  “And I love you.”

Bucky smiled a wide, toothy smile, chuckling at her.  “You’re beautiful,” he whispered.  “And I love you.”  He leaned his head up and kissed her, soft, short pecks on her lips over and over again.  

They stared at each other for another moment before Y/N’s eyes got wide.  “Buck…we didn’t use a condom…”

THE END?

[itsaspectrumcomic]

Hi! 🐑🐑 anon here! thanks so much for the sheep :)))

I’m typing on my phone rn so I can type much better. Thank you for the advice!!! So here’s my Argentina thing:

I go to school here (7th grade) and we have breaks betweeen every class!!! 5-15 minute breaks! It’s illegal to not have them! It’s amazing!

i get to choose my lunch every day! I choose, I buy, and I can eat almost anywhere! I always eat the same thing (caprese roll) cuz autism and vegetarianism

speaking of which, we can eat in any of the breaks! We decide! It’s awesome!!!

no dress code! No awful suffocating polo shirts! With the worst fabric made! Just whatever I want to wear! Every day!!!

if I can’t do something, I’m allowed to not do it! I don’t have to do gym! I can sit it out! Gym is rlly hard for me bcuz I remember one day in my life when I could run for more than a minute without doubling over gasping at the end. Also, I hate it.

Not school related things now:

everyone uses their hands to talk! So I don’t get weird looks for my stimming!!! It’s incredible!!!!!

this is a ginormous one for me: THEY ARE SO BLUNT HERE. They use body language, which I can read well, and they just say what they mean! It’s such a relief!!! I can trust them!!! I don’t have to try doubly hard to figure out what they’re saying!!!! ITS SO SO SO AWESOME!!!!

also: a down point is that the greeting is usually a hug. But for some reason, here, hugs are better! They give me tons of warning bcuz I know when they’re gonna do it so I can prepare! Everyone talks with their body and it’s so much easier to understand!

Back to school real quick, we address the teachers by first names!!! No titles that seem to just distance us from ppl supposed to help us!!!

yeah, there are asshoels, but mainly, people are so nice! But in a genuine way! Not in a stupid social cues way! They are genuinely happy to see you, and if they aren’t, you know! No passive aggressive, no sarcasm (I like sarcasm sometimes but it can be annoying), just actual words!!!

wveeyone gets accommodations! The gym thing, are you tired? Or did you break your hand? Whatever! You can sit out! Do you need to doodle in class? There’s no, “do you have a (professionally diagnosed) learning disability? No? Then no.” Just yes! Sure! I love your doodles! Can u draw something for me?

Anyway, that was a lot. I’m actually fascinated in this and obsessed so thx so much for letting me info dump in your inbox!!!! Hope it’s interesting! There’s more, which I’ll add later!

-🐑🐏

Hi 🐑🐑! That all sounds great! I'm glad you've had such a positive experience there ☺️ I wish I could have got out of gym, I always found it so difficult and my PE teachers could be pretty mean 😔

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

HI ITS ME gvxzggsgjfh ok look this is. i know this is a weird one it is SO specific and so obviously something i should just write myself if i want it👏but👏but👏BUT i decided to shoot my shot when a perfect chance has arisenderised for you to pick and choose from anything you like AND in any form, and to see if this one maybe by any chance just so happens to spark anything fun in u too xD

ssssssssssoooooooooooooooooooooo RANDOM EVENT ROLL D20 mc gets bitten by a werewoof or some other kind of "contagious" monster species (....cant really think of anything else other than vampirs, now that i say it) but WAIT THERES MORE because. what if mc insisted that they dont want any potential existent cures, they just wanna stay monstery >:3 JVDTHGLN who's considering it, who would absolutely go in the "its either me or this" direction, who's enthusiastic🤣 this is silly as hell but in the case it sparks joy id love to hear ur any and all thoughts because this idea has been haunting me for forever lmao honestly the best way ive imagined it is like one of your own selfinsert pieces youve posted before where its just all of them together bickering heeheehee💘💕🩷💞💖

love u have fun!!

The Arcana Drabble: MC transforms into a "monster"

In the spirit of things, I though a long drabble/short oneshot would work best to keep the madness going XD

Asra's getting stuck in their "one focus and one focus only" mode and right now that focus is making sure you're okay. He'll decide how he feels later, which isn't being helped at all because Julian keeps calling on him to help him slow down the process and get you to think about this a little more. However, it's hard to tell what exactly Julian wants your decision to be because in between him trying to get Asra to make you think about it some more, he's having all kinds of medical epiphanies about how your anatomy is adjusting to the new monster form:

"MC, let's think about some more, shall we? I'm sure Asra agrees with me - don't you, Asra? Asr - oh, whats this?! Your finger's joints are rapidly adjusting to accommodate for - I need a pen and paper -"

"Right here, Ilya." It's Portia's dismissive tone as she digs a small notebook and pencil out of her pocket that keeps you grounded. Not for long, though, because she can't wait to see what happens next. "Accommodate for what, anyways? Are you growing another joint?? Are you going to get claws??? Talons???? Show me!"

Between Julian jotting down unintelligible notes while he studies your elbow's range of motion, Portia's excited exclamations, and Asra's attempt at soothing touch as they rub your shoulders and ask how you're feeling, it's a miracle you can notice Muriel's quiet mumble in the background. He's clearly overwhelmed and very concerned that the physically-altering substance in general got to your brain first, making you so seemingly okay with turning into a monster.

"MC, do you remember your name? Do you need to take a nap? You don't have to be okay with this -"

"I believe this may warrant far more than a nap to recover from." Nadia's doing her best to keep Lucio calm, holding him back from tackling you much like she might grasp a leash. You can practically see the headache building behind her eyes. "We have yet to determine what the extent of this transformation is and therefore whether our dear MC is even capable of fully agreeing to the current process. MC, darling, did the source of this transformation give you any indication of what the end result would be?"

You'd try to respond, but Lucio's excited yelling is too noisy to shout over. He's fumbling at the fastenings on his cape, distracted by your ongoing changes, and very annoyed at Nadia's interference.

"Where did it go? I want to see if it can give me powers too - OW! Dammit, Noddy, I'm trying to help here! You're keeping me from finding the monster and getting it to give me cool - I mean, getting it to tell us more about what's happening! Don't you want that? Don't you want to help MC, Noddy?! Let me go -"

It's with a loud RIP and subsequent "that was velvet, you know!" that Lucio finally breaks free and sprints off in the direction of your new monster friend. You can feel yourself slowly settling in to your new form as the process shows signs of slowing and reaching completion.

Nadia's facepalming. Portia's looking at you with eyes shining in wonder. Julian's still trying to nag Asra into reversing this as he takes notes. The magician in question is still ignoring him as they ask you how you feel for the nth time. Muriel's eyeing the nearby closet in hopes of taking a nap and waking up to it all being a dream. Lucio's a distant, spiky golden speck at this point.

Faust is quietly trying to sneak her knife into your hand, for crimes.

[neotrances]

not gonna watch this so correct me if i’m judging by a cover <- smug but these videos always piss me off bc even if this small handful of “fat activist” are doing something silly or unreasonable ppls inability to seperate “””fat activist”” from average fat ppl asking for basic respect, accommodation, and not to be discriminated against just makes content like this fuel to harm others it’s like i don’t care, i don’t care if theirs a overzealous fat woman on tiktok being a little weird it doesn’t matter bc for everyone 1 of her theirs a hundred thousand fat ppl that are just asking to not be bullied and treated as a person and putting a spotlight up to a few strange ppl and labeling them as representing all activist for said group is such low hanging fruit its so fucking annoying u can do the same thing with trans ppl or black ppl or autistic ppl bc guess what! bejng annoying or self centered is not exclusive to one group, but ppl that watch this kind of stuff just want more justification to paint every bigger person as the same as the handful ur mocking into fame

[lizziedarings]

lizziedaring is about so many things u guys dont get it. its about a lizzie feeling lonely but never wanting to show it bc she was taught not to, it's about lizzie wanting friends but not knowing how to make any, it's about lizzie asking people if they can talk like pirates just so she'd feel a bit more comfortable calling them friends, and daring being the most accommodating person towards this request. it's about lizzie who is seen as aloof, lizzie who is seen as scary, lizzie who yells a lot and threatens to behead people. and lizzie who makes daring laugh. not because he doesn't take her seriously (lizzie says "off with his head" and daring's the first person with his sword out), but bc lizzie is genuinely hilarious and who else is daring but someone who wholeheartedly wears his heart on his sleeve. daring can be annoying and hes not for everyone but he matches lizzie well bc hes got enough confidence in himself that he doesn't take her quips and insults to heart. he's also just got a level of harmless persistence that goes well when lizzie goes a bit distant. if daring stopped approaching her at all lizzie would in no way become friends with him, she struggles even to open up to the wonderlandians, much more to anyone else. but he approaches her, shares music with her, speaks like a pirate for her. MOST POPULAR GUY IN EAH. HALF THE SCHOOL IS IN LOVE WITH HIM. AND THE PERSON WHO MAKES HIM LAUGH THE MOST IS SOME OUTSIDER FROM WONDERLAND (AFFECTIONATE). and lastly i also think itd be good for daring to have friendships with people who don't see him as THEEE daring charming but just. daring charming. the guy from the musical with a nice smile. lizzie isn't overly impressed with him in the beginning, which makes their friendship that much more genuine. she doesn't see him with rose-colored glasses, and any affection she feels for him after she gets to know him is simply bc hes proven himself worthy of that affection. neither of them expect to like one another or get along (daring opened his mouth and seemed surprised when a chuckle escaped it!!!!!) but they do. they just do.

[phenomenalgirl9]

Suddenly: Han Jisung x Reader

Summary: Y/n can't really stand Jisung, what will she do when she had to work with him for a Semester's project?

A/n: This was self indulgent and insipred from true events of ya girls' life.

W/c: 1.4k(-ish)

Genre: Slight Enimies to Lovers, fluff.

Warning: none (i think)

Rating: U

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“The list is up, check the line up and come 1 hour early for practice” Mrs Jung informed you before she left the class. 

“Okay!” You said enthusiastically.

And of course you forgot to check the line up and reached 5 mins late to the theatre, your assistant director and best friend Nayeon waiting for you. “You're here! We've been waiting!” She said.

“We?” You asked as you don't see anybody else in the theater except…. Minji. “Wait, Minji is here?!”

“Uh- you didn't check the list?” Nayeon asked and you shook your head in terror. “Oh Jisung is the Music Director for your play this term” she said. 

“WHAT?! NOT AGAIN!!” You threw a whine “I need him changed! I can’t work with him!!” as Mrs Jung appeared from behind one of the stage wings. 

“I thought I had written that the set-ups are final” She said with a glare and you grumbled inwardly as the person in question appeared. “UHHHH!!” you said and stood up and Jisung walked to you with a smile. 

“Hey Y/n!” He said brightly, “hi, Jisung” you said, trying to hide your annoyance to the best of your ability. 

“Jisung-ah you’re finally here!” Minji said, clinging to his arm as he smiled and said a joke to her that you didn’t care to register. 

Yes, Han Jisung and his overly friendly attitude annoyed you. His assistant Music direct-slash-your friend MInji is shamelessly down for him and that irritates you alot too. What irritates you more is that Jisung apparently enjoys that but he told Minji he doesn't feel that way towards him. That made him a dick, and you didn’t really appreciate that. But if you want your play to go smoothly and pass the term you will have to cooperate with him. You did work with him once in the past and that was how he acts all friendly with you but that was before you knew Minji and found the true colors of Han Jisung. 

“Let's get started” Mrs Jung said and you all started discussing your script, the music the vibe and the overall aesthetics with the props teams. The number of backgrounds needed and arrangement was discussed. Jisung putting his inputs here and there, well, if it came to these things Jisung was extremely skilled so you were kinda feeling glad that Mrs Jung chose him. 

In 3 days rehearsals started, “Jisung pick up the beat from this que not after” you said in a huff.

“Just wait and check this out” he said and got the scene to re-do picking up the beat 3 seconds after the queue. You sighed, it did seem better than what you had originally written “We could go with this” you said and got back to your position near the stage ignoring the shit-eating-grin on his face. 

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“Did you eat?” You heard Jisungs voice as you typed away in your laptop, Mrs Jung had given you some inputs and you had to edit the script to accommodate those before you could move further, you just shook your head. 

“Here” you saw a sandwich held in front of you. “I don’t have time for this, Jisung” You grumbled. “Just open your mouth” he said “I noticed you were late in the morning today so you probably didn;t even have breakfast” he said and as if on queue your stomach grumbled and he chuckled. You just took a bite and got back to typing, Jisung scrolling away on his phone and occasionally feeding you the sandwich.

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“Jisung-ah? How long will it take for you?” you heard Minji’s voice, followed by Jisung’s “I’ll need some more time, you can leave early”

“Okay!” she said and left.

“You’re not going home?” you asked Jisung and he shook his head. “I need to finish this melody or the practice will be hindered tomorrow” he said. You sat beside him, “Let me see what you have so far” you said and he played the melody on the piano.

By the time you were done it was good past 8pm. 

“I’ll walk you home,” he said. “What? No need, I can go by myself. It’s not that late” you tried to dissuade him. “It’s non-negotiable! Lead the way” he said. And a smile played on your lips, why is he so different in front of you? Is it all an act? However your mind was shut down when he called your name and the two of you started talking. 

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The closer you got to Han Jisung the more you noticed that the Han Jisung you were seeing was completely different from what Minji has ever told you. This Han Jisung is attentive to what people say, he actually cares when one of the actors or crew seem overworked and helps them. Ordered coffee for everyone when practice ran too late. Often forced you to take breaks, pulled you out of a heated situation before you got angry. This Han Jisung was someone you never expected. It's as if the more you try to push him away, the more he reels you in. 

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“That was great!” Mrs Jung said as she completed overseeing the last practice session. “Tomorrow god really great but rest up well before that” she completed and gathered her things to walk away. 

As she left, Nayeon walked to the back stage and helped one of the prop dudes to bring in 2 boxes. “Time for our pre-stage tradition” she cheered. Yes, it's the University’s drama clubs tradition to drink on the night of the last rehearsal. Then rest the whole morning next day and get ready in the afternoon for the show. 

“Ah. I hope this time we get chosen for the competition” you whined and rested your head on Nayeon’s shoulder. “Right! That would be so lit! Right Jisung?” Minji squealed. 

It was barely two hours and the rest of the crew were down. 

“Only 2 cans left. Wanna finish them?” You looked up to see Jisung handing you one of the last cans in the box. You stood up and walked up to the audience aisles and up to the balcony and sat on the rails. “Come” you said and patted the place beside you for the boy who obediently followed you. 

“Can I ask you something?” He asked and you nodded your head.

“How did you find yourself in dramatics and stage?” he asked. 

“Um… My aunt was an actress, I used to visit her shows all the time with my mom. While people like to be close to the stage to see better, I loved getting balcony seats so I could see the whole stage and what's going on” you said, maybe even overshared cause you were quite tipsy. “How about you?” You asked.

“I just love music, I've basically grown up with music. And then during teenage years started writing songs as a hobby and then finally decided to pursue it. Remember when we first worked together during 2nd semester. I was actually about to work with a group from the Dance department but I read your script from the student forum and was so moved I found out the dude who wanted to participate and got him to exchange our projects” he said and giggled. 

You giggled too, “I didn't know that was the reason why he changed” you said. 

“I think we should get off the rails” he said and got down and extended a hand for you. You took it and got down and almost tripped if it wasn't for Jisung who held onto your waist immediately to stabilize you. 

“I'm tired” you said and hugged him back as he held onto your waist. “Me too” he said and hugged you back, you felt his breath on your neck and your breath hitched. You turned your head to look at him and his face got so close to yours. Your lips barely touching, he didn't move away and somehow you didn't want to. So you pulled him in and connected your lips to his. He pushed you up against the rail and deepened the kiss. He kissed craddled your face in his palms and kissed you like you've never been before. Your hand roaming all over his torso and your lips moved in sync with his. His hands slipping down your neck and taking refuge on your waist as he pulled you closer. His hands are about to creep into your top. When he stopped and drew a breath and kissed your forehead. 

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You woke up in your bed and looked around in shock to see you back in your empty room. 

“Fuck! I kissed Jisung!” You suddenly remembered. 

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Networks: @k-vanity @caratlibrary @sandsofire

[picky-and-corrupted-picky]

if youre friends, can u tell him to calm the fuck down

this is a roleplay, we're allowed to do whatever we want

honestly its so annoying

First of all, I don't gotta tell him jackshit. Like you said, this is a roleplay, they can act however they want.

Second, who are you to tell someone how they should act? Why should they change how they react to accommodate you?

Do NOT EVER insult my friend like that again. Stop doing this to people behind Anon like a fucking coward you piece of shit.

[totallynoteggos]

lol hey this is just a vent post abt my life rn I don’t really expect any on u to read this

Tw if you do read this: talk of Anxiety, ppl not understanding neurological limitations, talk of vauge self exit and SH (its very minor) overall vent post shit

Sorry u have to see me in such a shifty mental state but I need to get this off my chest before I resort to violence

Once again, not KND stuff this is a Vent Post

I’m not neurotypical by any means I'm on some spectrum but all we know so far is that I have OCD and Anxiety. Also I'm going into the 9th grade which that In of itself is a stressful situation but in the last four years I've never stayed in the same school so seeing the same people is hella new to me. I have this really bad habit of going no contact with people after the school year is over because I usually never see them again. My mom can't seem to understand that there are simply things I can't do because of the anxiety & OCD (and I'm not using this as a reason to act out or defy her) abt 2 weeks ago we went to get food, now usually I order my food to make sure I get what I like and not have a mixup. And pls notice this was after a week long “vacation” that ended up being stressful and draining. But anyways there was a mixup and I ended up with a burger with all toppings instead of plain, which caused me to panic because I was hungry and stressed before already. And instead of trying to accommodate she stood firm in her beliefs that I need to get over it and just eat the damn burger. And I heavily insisted on not eating it and eating the fries instead. After a argument (and at the instance of my grandma) she bought me another burger and while in line I told her outright that there are some things that I physically can't do or else they send me into a panic. She that said that she “gets that” but I don't have to act out In front of my grandma which she idolized. And now like I said with the whole start of school she's saying “it wont be your best years if you don't let it be your best years” but I don't think she understands that I don't know how to do that. I've moved around a lot and I've been made fun of a lot due to my interests, hobbies and simply just to be the clown. Most of the people I befriend end up getting annoyed or just keep me around until I say something that doesn't make me the dumb and “quirky” one. And like I said I suck at keeping contact and now everyone still has their old friend groups and mine just see me as a joke or weirdo now. Its stressing me out so much and its only been two days, hell yesterday I would have thrown up from the stress but because I was so stressed I didn't eat shit so I didn't throw up. School stresses me out so much it's unimaginable, its the people, the sounds, the halls, the fact that people won't leave you alone, someone always talking or screaming, just please shut the fuck up so I can learn and be out of here. And god its so fucking hard not feeling what everyone else around you feels. My moms getting upset at me for not wanting to go on the busses when I have gone on one and it left 20 fucking minutes from my house cus the lady was screaming and I got scared as was about to cry. And now she wants me to try again with kids I don't fucking know who some how don't know personal space or manners. And back to the emotions things, why the fuck don't I feel the same as them, god I feel so fucking robotic compared to my mother and everybody else but they also make me feel like a god damned mutt. On one hand they think it's weird that I don't want to talk or to Interact but somehow don't realize that it's their fault I don't want to, and on the other hand whenever I'm upset or angry and actually show it its MY fault. Because apparently since I'm the youngest of my family im supposed to have the personality of pinkie pie and I have no problems. And because I'm quiet, friendly or just shy and I'm supposed to control my emotions because I'm a “young lady”. I've tried talking to my mom about home school because my school has that as a option but she says that I can't hide when she's been doing that too. Sometimes I feel like she cares more for the happiness of those she wants to impress rather than that of her family. But god if all of life feels like this then count me out cus its too much to be alive right now. I think ima take a shot or three of night quill and hopefully sleep until ITs to late to go to school

Goodnight

[slashingdisneypasta]

Good Day For It Thugs x Fem!Reader || Headcanons

Topic: You're the femme fatale of the group (a.k.a the only lady travelling with these thugs ).

Warnings: Sexual references.

Tagging: @slxsherwriter

First of all, Lyle is not part of the gang 😅 He's the leader- so he's kinda removed. He has his own car, and he always gets a motel room but you guys don't (it depends on how much money you guys have at any point-- but h e will a l w a y s get one) and have to sleep in your (one) car. You're his thugs. So he's not really gonna be in these hc's; we're gonna focus on Norman, Dale and Wayne.

When you're introduced to the group (by Lyle), it takes a few months close-quarters with them for you to go from 'a pretty little thing for them to look at' to 'sister in arms'. And it's hard, and it's annoying, because you're not into any of them that way (okay. Maybe one. But shhh!)- but when they finally relax around you and stop acting like dumbasses around you (this is more Dale and Wayne acting like dumbasses, of course- but Norman does have his own subtle way, too), it's good ^^

After that, living with them constantly, is pretty smooth sailing! ⛵⛵⛵. ... pfft.

What I mean, is its pretty smooth sailing... in comparison XD Now you're struggling the same way the others are XD Which is a lot better then the misogynistic horny boneheaded bullshit you were getting from them before... but still not great XD

I said before that Lyle will always get the motel room while y'all sleep in the car- but what if you do have money for you guys to have accommodation also?? What if you have money for more then 2 rooms, even?? Enough for one each! ?... Well you still have to share with Norman, Dale and Wayne. Yeah. Lyle's not coughing up the cash for even a suit. 2 single beds, a couch and a rollaway is the extent of what your budget will allow you guys.

And these are not gentlemen here that we're talking about. No, no 😅 They will not offer you one of the beds just cuz you're a 'lady'- you're gonna have to fight for it with Wayne and Dale. (Norman always gets one of them- he outranks the 3 of you).

These arguments usually go on for as long as the drive is to the motel (thoroughly annoying Norman), and then it's just whoever plants themselves on it first 😅😅😅 So its usually you or Dale (Wayne's slow). The car comes to a stop and then you both fly out of the car and argue at the door until Norman comes back with the keys to unlock it, then race towards the bed like 2 bats out of hell.

Dale will also race you to the shower. Sometimes you guys are on the road for days and by the time you reach a rest stop you are SCREAMING for a hot shower. Dale isn't, but he likes to annoy you so he'll try to beat you there and lock himself in for EVER-

Alternatively, Dale will not be bothered to annoy you and he'll forgo a shower. Wayne will do the same thing, he doesn't care. At that point you will have to step in, like "boys, your natural masculine musk is not as sexy as you think- get in the goddamn shower" .

One time when Dale annoyed the fuck out of you: Dale, you are young, virile man. If you don't shut the fuck up, I will take your 2 chances at creating an heir and c r u s h them-

Now- Dale is good for some things, though XD He's the only guy who's happy to help you with your 'feminine shit'. At first he was bored by it, just helping you cuz he had nothing else to do in the mornings, but now he kinda likes the chill time with you. He'll hold up mirrors for you while you do your make up and tell you if you're smudged or uneven, he'll spray the back of your head with dry shampoo and tell you if you still have white stuff showing after you ruffled it in. He'll also curiously look through your make up bag, his fingerless glove covered fingers flicking over everything you have, like oh. THATS what that does... huh.

**for y'all who have periods: As for feminine hygiene, you are totally on your own. Norman usually does the grocery shopping (no one else can be bothered, and besides they can't be trusted to get the right things) so you have to make it your business to go with him and get your shit, because he will not get it for you. Even if it's on the list. He doesn't wanna be seen in the aisle (coward 🙄). If you were his girlfriend, be would do it, but you're not 🤷‍♀️ so he won't 🤷‍♀️. Too bad.

When you're on jobs with them you're usually either partnered up with Norman or Wayne (unless you're doing your Femme Fatale Thing, obviously). Usually Wayne. Because SOMEONE has to keep his loose-canon, zero-subtlety ass from fucking up the plan 😅😆😆 You two are usually on look-out, so you have to keep him from getting his gun out or slipping away to do something not apart of the plan!!

You have chucked your legs over his lap to keep him in his chair before, seeing the evil fuck-up glimmer in his eyes. Like don't you dare. Stay put. I swear to god-

You can also distract him by bringing a pen with you and playing little games of tic tac toe on napkins.

Whenever you notice him staring at a woman, you're immediately just like 'no, no, you have nothing to offer that nice lady. you are old and stiff everywhere except the one place you should be, now get back to work grandpa- '

... he also spits in cups. You're trying to ween him off of that.

OH! ANOTHER THING YOU HAVE TO RACE DALE (and Wayne) FOR-- THE PASSENGER SEAT IN THE CAR! We see them do it in the movie, and Wayne is so slow (the man is old, let him be), so again- your main competition is Dale XD And it's crucial you get that front seat sometimes, too, because sometimes you are sleeping in the car and passenger seat is the optimal position, as Norman (The driver, obviously) very much keeps to his space when he snoozes- hands in his lap or crossed over his chest, not spreading out or anything-- but Dale and Wayne do not.

If you end up sharing the back with Dale he's gonna be playfully kicking you and pushing you to get more of the back seat for himself (well- playfully for him. It's fun for him. Not so much for you 😒. Kick him back, if you dare. Norman will get frustrated with you both and possibly lock you both outta the car for the night but come on! Dale's asking for it!!- XD). If you end up sharing with Wayne (Which 90% of the time, you do) it can go 1 of 2 ways. Either he just crosses his arms, slouches down and conks out- or he gets handsy. If he does get that way, Norman has given you the reserved right to kick the old man out for the night (I have the best mental image of him literally toppling backwards out of the car after you kick him XD ). Either way though, Wayne's happy to have you stretch out over him if you want XD Legs over his lap? Head in his lap?? He don't mind~~~ 😂😂

If Lyle ever tried to offer you up to a guy as if to 'sweeten' a deal (like saying you're happy to spend the night with the man as a show of a good business~~ yeck)???? I'd like to think Norman would stand up for you and have a private talk with his brother about it. Try to get you out of it. This isn't your job.

You help Norman trim his beard!!! XD Aghhh 💕. You stand in front of him in the bathroom of a motel or you do it in the front seats of the car, and you carefully use little clippers to neaten it up. He's very stoic, standing/sitting with his chin raised high so you can reach all of his beard. Often times he's thinking; he's got a lot to think about. Sometimes though he talks to you, and you love chatting with Norman. He's more relaxed then the other two, and more mature.

Actually you end up sharing bathroom time with Norman a lot. Because you don't have a lotta time, it just makes sense that you share 'shifts' (and you certainly will not be sharing with Wayne). Norman doesn't really pay that much attention to you when you're in there brushing your teeth together, or hiding behind the shower curtain shaving your legs- he's pretty respectful and leaves you be.

(Wayne also asks you to help him with his beard but with him its just an excuse to get you close so you don't bother XD )

Hum hum hum... something about borrowing clothes from them. It's not romantic, or sexual, it's just that none of you have had the chance to hit a laundromat in a while and you don't have anything near clean to wear!! So you take a white long-sleeve from Dale's bag to sleep in, or Norman throws you an old button up of his that you tuck into your jeans and wear to do laundry, or you grab a random hoodie out of the car cuz its freezing and it turns out to be Wayne's. Whatever.

When you guys f i n a l l y have your hands on some good cash and get to go shopping, you try every time to get Wayne to update his wardrobe. "You could be so handsome if you just dressed better!!" "Psh, come on. I- " "Just try on the coat!! Please 🥺" "I don't need new clothes! Look, they're fine!- " "I am looking, and you look like you just broke out of a federal prison- they are not fine!" "Oh would you look at that- (items you like) are on sale over there." "What?- " *you look away for a moment and Wayne ducks behind a rack before slipping out of the store*

Norman on the other hand... is very open to your fashion suggestions! XD He's happy to have you come browse with him and pick things for him to try on. You two casually chat and discuss certain styles, and he values your opinion. A lot of his wardrobe now is stuff you okay-ed.

With Dale... he just really doesn't care XD If you think he'll look good in something then fine, sure, get him that one. He doesn't wanna be clothes shopping at all, so whatever will end this the quickest will be his favourite XD

You have been known to use your ~feminine wiles~ to get discounted, or even free, take out and room service for you and your guys before XDD It all started with Dale and Wayne claiming you couldn't do it and you arguing that you TOTALLY could, and how dare they suggest otherwise, and Norman ultimately challenging you to give it a try. It worked (Obviously, you are the FEMME FATALE of the group), and now its just tradition that you accept the food when they order it and save them some money 😭🤣

BONUS THOUGHT: If you did become romantically/sexually involved with one of them- it would be s o h a r d to find a quiet, private moment to get r-rated. Especially if its Dale or Wayne. Norman can kick the others out. Not exactly subtle, but better then doing it in a bar parking (Wayne) lot or public bathroom (Dale) at least. So goodluck.

[violentviolette]

What are some good examples of finding a solution that accommodates all parties when it comes to conflicting needs? Like, how would that look like? 

@birdbombs714

i felt like this deserved its own seperate post since the other was getting a bit long so im answering it here

the specifics of things are always going to vary by person and situation, and sometimes there isnt a solution thats possible that accomadates everyone and thats also okay. the important bit in learning to navigate conflicting needs is that both parties are entitled to their emotions without placing blame and responsibility for those emotions onto the other person

so going off some of the examples i gave in my other post, say ur partner needs a lot of alone time but u require a lot of interaction. one potential solution that accomodates both ur needs is that u get interaction elsewhere and hang out with friends a lot. ur partner isnt shamed, blamed or treated like they're denying u something by needing a lot of alone time and u respect their needs by giving it to them. while also respecting and acknowleging that u require a lot more social interaction and will therefore fill that time with other people and friends and be busy often. both of ur needs are treated as equally valid and deserving of being met, and u acknowlege where its okay for the other person to not be the one meeting ur needs

to use the example where a friend has a new interest that u dont share, and talking about it with them becomes annoying for u. it's reasonable to ask that they talk about other things when they talk to u, but that also comes with acknowleging that their need to indulge in things they enjoy is just as important and valid and so as a result, they might spend more time talking with other people who do enjoy hearing about that interest or share it with them. and it's okay for that to make u a bit sad or to miss them, and if u want u can take steps to make up that time, maybe by indulging more in a different interst u share or making more of an effort to do other things with them, but the important bit is the acknowlegement that neither of u are in the wrong for ur feelings and any negative emotions that might arise from the situation are no ones fault and dont mean that either of u care any less about the other

and then there are times when ur needs conflict and it isnt possible to reach a solution that works for everyone and that is also okay and doesnt mean that either person is at fault or to blame. in the example where two people that are living together keep completely different schedules and hours and cant find a compromise, then the answer is sometimes that that situation cant be remedied and the solution is that those two people cant live together. this doesnt make either of them bad people or shitty roommates or in the wrong, it just means they aren't compatible in that way and thats okay. they can still love and care for one another and no one is at fault for the living situation having to change

[wndaswife]

I think with the way you’re describing her, ALL of us are starting to have an indirect crush on work milf…. Literally rooting for you so hard 💪🏻

oh really!!!!!!! okay :3 i will indulge because i like her so much :3

she is an outdoorsy person, she goes on lots of walks n hikes with her dog!! she is outdoorsy but not in a super sporty way tho she did play volleyball n basketball when she was younger, i’d say it’s more of a personal freedom and makes her feel recharged way when she’s outside

she has two cats also, there is this video i kept replaying when she sent it to me with her cat laying on her chest pawing at her wanting pets and GRRRRR her voice is so sweet and i just crumble inwards when she laughs she soooo <333

i just think she is the perfect blend of everything , i think she is smart and sensitive and can hold her own but can be very soft with u! my supervisor does not like that she just doesn’t seem to like being told what to do and is a bit stubborn and from his work pov i get it but i think it’s hot n entertaining… but i fear making her annoyed 😭 tho i think she tries to be accommodating for me teehee bc im only 5

[trickstarbrave]

what do you mean by ""reylo dynamic""??

okay. first thing to understand is when i say "reylo dynamic" in a ship or pairing or style of writing romance it isnt unique to reylo. a lot of popular fandoms have some variation of "the reylo dynamic" its just reylo has popularized and kind of mass marketed what used to be a niche fandom ship dynamic so its what i call it as shorthand

The Reylo Dynamic™ usually has specific traits (note: it does not need to have all of these, just a significant amount). canon characterization does not matter either, all it comes down to is the fandom portrayal of the ship by and large (think dramoine and kacchako). the only hardline one is this:

>spunky female character (usually protag of the story) who is at least a little combative with the male lead, and a male lead who is otherwise grumpy/brooding/mysterious

for the common traits:

>female lead is usually brown haired, shorter, with emphasis on being petite and small. idk why even reylo stories they do this even tho daisy ridley isnt that short???

>male lead is usually dark haired and typically described as "unconventionally attractive" exactly

>female lead usually has to prove herself or feels like she has to prove herself. like. as a big thing. it can be one big moment or her constantly feeling like shes being condescended to for some perceived weakness (like: being a woman, being small, not knowing how to control magic powers, whatever). important thing to note is she will often not get over this until like the very end of the story if ever

>usually bc this dynamic can be hard to accommodate for and write around (bc the two romantic leads DONT WANT TO BE AROUND EACH OTHER) there is usually some kind of plot contrivance keeping them together. fated lovers, soul mates, class project, you name it. i feel this is usually a cop out bc i spend most of the plots feeling like they should just fuck and get it over with

>there is almost always miscommunication. and the annoying kind. every time i have tried to suffer thru a story with The Reylo Dynamic™ in novel format i find myself annoyed. bc i dont believe most of the time this is a real, normal, very human break down of communication. i constantly feel like one of them is being an unreasonable or frankly stupid brat in the situation purely for the sake of plot convenience. do you know how dumb it is to see a woman who has lost her job, her only friend, her boyfriend, and her mom get told by some hot guy "hey due to circumstances outside of ur control that i dont blame u for we have to get married also im rich and will take care of ur every need and im not asking for romance i just need magic powers back of mine that u technically have and if u dont marry me they'll also go out of control and kill you" and the woman. is mad and pissy abt it and deliberately makes problems for him. bitch u were at rock bottom and this guy is offering u free rent and food and answers to all the questions you had since chapter 1. and ur mad abt it. theres no moral objections she has to him she's just annoyed bc????????????? i guess she is being asked to do something????????? bc she doesnt wanna look weak?????????? bc shes cranky??????????????? i dont know. id cut her some slack to start with but she just keeps deliberately antagonizing him until they fuck. i gave up reading it was a slog

>lots of bickering and jabs at the other. depending on the rating of the story this will only be resolved with hatefucking. even then it usually wont fully be resolved. while i am a fan of hatefucking there is smth abt how much of a slog it is to watch it in the reylo dynamic bc of the next point:

>usually the author never commits to them having a real, genuine, non-imagined reason to being combative with each other or hating each other, NOR having a real, genuine, non-imagined reason to be together and make it work and be happy. they live in this limbo between dislike. a constant "will they wont they" but instead of the will they or wont they in question being hooking up its instead if they will break up or not. it's like watching a very incompatible couple refuse to work things out by talking and sorting through their own issues AND refusing to just break up and see other ppl more compatible. id rather there be genuine dislike or even hatred they have to sort thru and actually make progress in. dont half ass making a guy horrible. give me a reason why the mc hates him. or if it is imagined by the mc, show the mc processing it properly and working thru it and having proper character growth. but they dont bc the bickering is part of the appeal and making one or both of them genuinely bad ppl breaks the fantasy. or smth.