#and the fact that someones putting in the effort! fuck!

[mudtrash]

I’m so mad because I wrote this whole essay response to this then my fucking phone died and even though it SAID it saved it as a draft it just. Didn’t 😭

BUT BASICALLY I was gonna say that, when it come to sharing an online space with creatives and just- people being people, my gut reaction is always to be nice and present myself as approachable and non judgmental. I know what it is to be judged and to worry someone you admire doesn’t vibe with you, so I try to be the person I would want someone to be for me

The only area I “struggle” to be nice in, is my fandom community being harassed and judged morally for what shows we like and responding against it (I’m in the hazbin/helluva fandoms so I see this daily)

Obviously there are people who just generally don’t like what I like, and that’s okay! It’s usually pretty easy to tell who’s acting in bad faith and who just genuinely has a grievance with a property they wish to share, and even if I disagree and tell them as such, I remain respectful as long as they do.

I will usually match energies with anyone I’m talking with, I’ve had sassy back and forths, calm disagreements, and even ones that started sassy and ended with us calmly shaking hands and parting ways

I just- don’t stand for fandom wide harassment and holier than thou media illiteracy, like even beyond grossly misrepresenting a stories narrative to turn it into a moral high ground king of the hill, these days the hh/hb fandom can receive death threats for simply sharing a clip from the show on twitter

I have, for sure, been meaner/more defensive than I needed to be, either because I assumed they were being more hateful than they were or I just recognize after the fact that it wasn’t a productive way to handle a situation, and that is something I’ve been making an effort to be more mindful of and try to curb. I do also just generally enjoy media discussion and analysis, and playing up sass in that regard adds to the entertainment value, but this doesn’t really apply with people just genuinely sharing their thoughts and not being hateful/hypocritical (again, there’s been slip ups on my part in this regard, tryna be less trigger happy with clap backs)

Fighting fire with fire generally gets messy, and I do a lot of the time wish there was a scenario where killing with kindness actually worked the way I would want it to (and to be fair, sometimes it has in my experience!) if there’s anything I’ve learned from dealing with hate-doms, who dedicate their entire online presence to hating this one thing and making sure everyone knows it, there are some people who have just made up their minds and will never be satisfied by anything I have to say, and there’s nothing I can really do to change that, so at the very least I like to articulate why exactly those people are wrong and hateful, poking fun at their logic and shit attitudes for the sake of people who take them more seriously than they deserve

Does this mean I reply to every single hateful/negative post I see? No, in fact most of the time I just block/mute, but if I have something to say, I’m going to say it.

And if you’re going to claim moral superiority over me while being BLANTANTLY more ignorant and offensive than the thing we’re discussing, I’m going to show you the level of respect you deserve

Overall tho I do wanna dedicate less of my time to this kinda of thing, I wanna put out more good vibes than bad at the end of the day. I can let myself have the occasional sass as a treat, but I don’t want it to consume my online presence either

Just gotta find that balance

I think my general thought process with interacting with other people online is like yeah you have really cool art. You have really cool writing. You're really good at that thing you're posting about, but are you nice?

[malereadermaniac]

૮ • ﻌ - ა Jocks n Straps - Jock Studio Guys x Male Reader

Word Count: 9k

Plot: Dating & Smut headcannons with Ace, Derek, Bryce, Zayne, Yuuto, Leo, Avan - 'dating' doesn't mean sfw!! (;¬_¬)

Featuring: Top!Characters x Bottom!Reader

Note: Pls bear in mind that the game isn't out yet, I have no clue if my characterisations of these guys will be accurate or not! Also - each scenario is separate! Reader's sport is track!

Warnings: Nsfw / MDNI ~ amab m!reader / FDNI

Derek Kingsfield ~ dating

Dating the quarterback of Olympus was not for the weak! At least it wasn't meant to be; but Derek made sure that it was as easy as possible for you. You first met the giant hunk-of-a-man on the track. Derek and his rugby friends were hanging out by the track n field section of Olympus, and the redhead couldn't take his eyes off of you for a solid three hours while you practiced. To be fair, you were not only one of the star runners of the track team, and not only fucking attractive, but Derek also found your personality super magnetic! You were so kind to your fellow runners; offering them water and checking on them, even offering the freshmen an early finish 'cause the sun was especially hot that day. So, Derek went up and talked to you; a perfectly normal reaction to finding someone attractive, for a six-foot-something hunk that's never been rejected before! "You're a really good runner, I can see why you're ranked second even as a sophomore" Derek commented "Haha thanks! I've been running since I was a kid so ya know. You're one to talk mr Quarterback-since-freshman-year" You reply charismatically "Oh so you know of me?" Derek smirks

And that was it. The two of you hit it off immediately! Though it did take a while for the two of you to actually become exclusive, you thoroughly enjoyed every moment of the talking and dating stage! Derek quickly added you on all of his socials and started talking to you whenever he could; something you definitely wouldn't expect from the inanely popular quarterback! Though you got along with Derek, you didn't expect him to actively show interest in you; it was a nice change from some guys who expected you to put in all the effort! You quickly learnt a lot about Derek and vice versa; you two would text throughout the entire day and late into the night. It was like you two had known each other for ages! And the more you two learnt about each other, the more you liked each other. You liked how Derek was built like a douchey, bulked-out man, but was, in fact, one of the nicest and most caring guys you'd met. The redhead was the dictionary definition of a gentle giant! Derek also liked you more and more, the more he got to know you. He liked how passionate you were about your sport, but how you were equally passionate about things you valued in your life; you cared deeply about your friends, you cared about your education at Olympus, and you cared about Derek despite not knowing him for that long! You'd check on the redhead after games and offer to help him out with uni work (even though you probably didn't know the answers, but it was the thought that counts); everything about you, and everything you did, just made Derek more attracted to you!

So once the two of you made it official, you immediately became a well-known couple on campus; the ideal relationship, just two partners who truly loved each other! You two were always supporting each other at big events and even during small practices. Everyday you learn something about Derek that subverts the stereotypes you held about him. You didn't expect the muscular quarterback to have a geeky side which watches starwars everynight! And you didn't expect Derek's biggest red flag to be putting your feelings before his! You've had to have serious talks with him about not bottling up his feelings to make you happy. You have also had some serious discussions about your relationship, he's in his final year after all! Derek's getting ready to graduate and go pro whilst you're still gonna be stuck at Olympus training! But trust me, Derek is far more distraught about this than you are! Your gentle giant boyfriend has shed tears at the thought of being so separate from you, and he's even felt physically ill when you even suggested that he'd want to break up with you to fully experience his life! He just cares about you so much!

Derek Kingsfield ~ nsfw

To your surprise, Derek had a secret career in porn; he was known as 'The King'~ Your boyfriend was very shy to tell you at first; ashamed and sad that there are many videos out there of him having sex with other men that weren't you! But Derek didn't wanna lie to you about it! He was so torn over this that it was even affecting his plays on the field! You of course noticed this and just asked him straight up. But to Derek's surprise, you didn't mind as much as he thought you would! "I mean it feels a little weird... But if anything I guess it's kinda hot" Holy shit Derek got hard when you said that.

'The King' was very mean and dominant in all of his videos, but as you already know, Derek is quite the opposite - again, a gentle giant. That being said, just because Derek cares about you and checks in on you, that does not mean that he isn't a fucking sex god! Obviously, your boyfriend is incredibly attractive; six foot something, incredibly muscular, proportionate, tits and ass the size of Texas, broad shoulders and back, huge, manly hands, etcetera etcetera. But his skill in bed needs to be scientifically studied! His time in porn definitely taught him a couple of tricks! The man knows foreplay like the back of his hand; fingering you not only to loosen you but also making you cum before he even gets his dick inside! The hunky quarterback ensures that he gives attention to all the spots you like; biting your nipples, sucking on your neck, kissing you on the lips, jerking you off slowly and softly as his fingers curl directly into your prostate. Derek just knows exactly how to get you off!

Derek fucking loves it when you suck him off too! The size difference between his huge, muscular thighs and your smaller body; and of course the size difference between his monster of a cock and your cute face in comparison! Holy shit it just riles Derek up so much! Speaking of his dick, your boyfriend's cock is definitely one of the biggest on campus! That thing is not only over 7 iches, but it's thick and veiny too! His foreskin is somehow loose when Derek is flaccid, but when the redhead is fully hard, his dick head is so thick that his foreskin struggles to keep it in! His balls are thick and hang low, and Derek's pubes are a thick forest of deep red. Also, 'cause of how physical rugby is, after a game Derek's dick stinksssss of just straight-up MAN; seriously, his musky crotch has made you get hard within seconds many a time!

Derek is also super open to fucking however you want to! Want him to go slow and guide you through it? He's fucking you slowly in missionary as he makes out with you and jerks you off to the pace of his thrusts. Want your boyfriend to get dominant? The quarterback has you in a mating press, calling you names and spitting on your whilst he fucks you at a pace which shouldn't be humanly possible. But no matter how he fucks you, Derek is always giving you top-tier aftercare. It doesn't matter if he treated you like you were made out of glass, or out of rubber! Derek insisted on cleaning you up, apologising profusely 'if he went too hard', and cuddling you until you both fall asleep. But what you love most is giving Derek aftercare! Truthfully, he's never received it before, and he told you this the first time you offered it to him! You were shocked; big, hunky boys need aftercare too!! So when you let the giant man lay on your chest as you stroked his hair and showered him with praise and assurance, Derek almost started crying.

Kinks: Derek has a huge thing for fucking in sports gear! He just finds it so hot when you worship his cock through his jockstrap, or when you kiss him through his helmet. And holy shit does it make him hard when you put on his much bigger rugby top and practically drown in it. Size difference is another thing that just turns your boyfriend on. Derek just fucking loves how you can physically tell that he can protect you and care for you! And despite his ego never controlling his actions, it sure does feel good when you inflate his ego by commenting on how big, or muscular, or tall, or strong he is; especially if the 'big' comment is made towards his dick! (KIND OF) EXTREME KINK WARNING Another notable kink of Derek's is fisting. Just look at those line tattoos around the circumference of his massive bicep! He's had the tattoo since his days as 'The King'; the porn company paid for it, and gave him a huge raise for doing some fisting porn! And at some point, Derek started finding it really hot! He knows it's a bit extreme, and he was also way too embarrassed to tell you about it at first, but when you asked him about those videos he had to come clean! And thank god he did tell you about his fisting kink, cause the shit you let him do? The memories of those experiences are the only ones he can finish to when he jerks off!

Zayne Alexander ~ dating

You knew of Zayne since your first day at Olympus. He's practically a celebrity on campus and has the fangirls to prove it! But your first interaction with him was one that some people would die for. Zayne was used to the constant attention, but after a particularly tiring practice, he couldn't be bothered to deal with his crazy fans. Unfortunately (fortunately) for you, you were the only person in the vicinity who wasn't fawning over the ace basketballer of Olympus. You were literally just chilling on your phone waiting for one of your friends on the basketball team, and the next thing you know, Zayne's thumb is tilting your chin up from your phone and his lips are on yours! After a (suspiciously) long kiss, Zayne pays you no attention and turns around to his fans, shouting: "Sorry girls! Can't spend too much time with ya! I'm a taken man now~" Huh? The next, next thing you know, every single female student on campus fucking hates you! Great! "Dude! What the fuck?" You say after all of Zayne's fans disperse, but the star baller forgot you were still there! "Oh? No one's ever complained about kissing Olympus' star baller" Zayne says smugly, but when his pulling rank didn't work on you, his interest was piqued.

Cliche, but you couldn't care less about Zayne's celebrity status; and (cliche again!) that caught his interest. In fact, you actively disliked the man! He was a stereotypical playboy jock; he was rich, popular and suffered from a serious case of affluenza! You could see right through Zayne; you could tell that his confidence was an act and that he was constantly desperate for something new, a new, thrilling experience. You just didn't know that the new, thrilling experience Zayne had set his eyes on, was you.

Over the course of a year, Zayne had made it his mission to get you to fall for him; not because he liked you, but because he liked the challenge. He was ready to lead you on like all his other fans and conquests. But nothing fucking worked! Pulling rank? You couldn't care less that he was a star basketballer. Flirting with you? It grossed you out how hard he was trying; and how full of himself he seemed. Showing off his strength, body, or wealth? It icked you out. Nothing was working on you and it frustrated Zayne. Like a lot. So much so that his rich, confident act crumpled. You woke up one night to your phone getting spam-called by a drunk Zayne after one of Bryce's parties. The dark-skinned man was at your dorm, drunk and shouting for you. After getting him to shut up by letting him inside, Zayne word-vomited all of his thoughts; thoughts about how frustrated he was that you weren't falling for him, thoughts about how he didn't know why he wanted you to like him so bad, thoughts about how frustrated he felt at this pressure put on him to be this confident star player. And somehow, out of all of the tricks Zayne pulled to try and get you to fall for him; this moment worked best. You got to see the real Zayne, and that felt like a breath of fresh air. You could tolerate him like this; for some reason, your heart beat a little faster when he was like this around you.

Zayne realised after that night that he could let his walls down around you; he was expecting you to let people know about how much of a phoney he was, but when his reputation didn't crumble overnight, Zayne realised that he could trust you. Trust you in a way that he couldn't even his closest friends. And that made him actually fall for you... But the muscular baller knew that his usual tricks didn't work on you. So Zayne kept being his real self with you; and that most definitely worked. 'Cause the two of you were actually dating not even three months later!

Dating Zayne came with its challenges. His fans were actually a problem. You would receive daily hate messages from anonymous accounts. But one post from Zayne solved that problem. And though that was the bare minimum, it made you fall for Zayne even more; 'cause you knew that before you, Zayne wouldn't have done that for anyone else. And even though you were icked out by his rich-boy act, you couldn't deny that you seriously enjoyed getting spoiled rotten by your boyfriend!

Zayne Alexander ~ nsfw

In all of his past relationships, Zayne was a sex-first kinda guy. He never really loved his partners, but he definitely enjoyed the sex! But with you, he actively didn't want that to be the case. Zayne fucking loved you and he didn't want to ruin things with you by making you feel like all he wanted from you was sex! So it took a while for the two of you to actually go all the way. But holy shit, when you two finally fucked? Earth-shattering. Obviously, Zayne has plenty of experience with both men and women, but you didn't expect him to care so much about your pleasure! Before you could even offer to suck his dick, Zayne was on his knees willing to suck yours! And holy fuck did he know what he was doing; you watched as your boyfriends muscular, broad back flexed as his head bobbed up and down on your dick, his tongue circling around your head as his man-bun bounced slowly came undone. Zayne was also very quick to get his long, masculine fingers inside of you; getting your guard down with his mouth on your cock and sliding his wet fingers inside of you with seconds!

The tall, dark man loves to fuck you up against walls and fucking loves to get loud. Zayne just likes to express the pleasure he's feeling through sound! So every time you two fuck, the walls of the room practically shake from the loud grunts and moans which escape your boyfriend's throat. But Zayne also loves it when you get loud! Like 50% of his pleasure during sex is from his ego, so when you become a moaning, whimpering, crying mess from his dick? His ego gets 10x bigger (somehow) and just turns Zayne the fuck on!

His dick is usually the culprit when it comes to making you loud. BBC is an understatement. Zayne is fucking huge. It hurts! The poor guy will loosen you for a whole hour and you'll still need like ten whole minutes to adjust to his length and girth or else you will cry. But for you, Zayne preps you right and is happy to wait; he can't say he did the same for his past partners though... His dick is also a little veiny but not that much. The most notable characteristic of your boyfriend's dick is his Prince Andrew piercing! You can't say you didn't expect him to have one; Zayne is a crazy thrill seeker so of course his dick is pierced along with his ears! It's fully healed so Zayne doesn't always keep it in; 'it's annoying to clean' as he says. But the muscular man noticed your affinity for it, so Zayne puts it in more often.

Kinks: Again, your affluenza-suffering boyfriend is a text-book thrill-seeker; so it makes sense that Zayne would be a total exhibitionist! Your popular boyfriend just gets so fucking turned on by the idea of getting caught fucking your brains out and word spreading around campus about it. He's so into it that Zayne has convinced you to fuck in public places on multiple different occasions; to the point that it's become weekly!! This man has fucked you against public toilet cubicle doors, he's fucking you full Nelson in the basketball changing rooms, and you two have even fucked on an aeroplane when the ace was called for an away game... But reality does hit Zayne when you two almost get caught (which happens less often than you'd think). If someone ever almost walks in on you two, Zayne comes back to reality real quick; pulling out and dressing you. You have taken note that Zayne never goes to cover himself up first though; even in moments of panic, he thinks of you first... Worship is another huuuuuuge kink of Zayne's! Whilst his playboy persona is partially an act, his ego still controls him; so of course, watching you worship and appreciate his body and marvel at his beauty turns him on! Zayne loves to watch you as you lick and kiss his muscular back, his shoulders, his huge, long biceps, his thick thighs, his thick ass, and most definitely his cock; holy shit does Zayne love it when you admire his huge dick and comment on how huge he his.

Bryce Callahan ~ dating

*CRASH* You weren't exactly sure what you'd bumped into, but you knew that it was nice n soft. You were late for your track meet, something you'd never been as one of the top runners at Olympus. And as one of the top runners, you were going at lightning speed; so much so that you blinked and you had crashing into something. Or rather, someone... Bryce Callahan. You knew of the ginger wrestler and he knew of you. By your first month at Olympus, you two knew of each other; both having quickly gained reputations and popularity, although for very different reasons. You had been out and proud about your sexuality since your first day, and if anything that gained you some brownie points. But in general, everyone just naturally loves you; you're nice to everyone no matter if you know them or not, and you just have this confidence and aura around you that draws people in. Bryce on the other hand is your stereotypical asshole jock, but he quickly gained popularity not just because of his looks but also because of the parties he throws. It's at said parties that Bryce has noticed you before. He'd heard of you before, with some guys on his team and that he hangs with talking about you and how they'd 'hit that'. But seeing you at parties, he kind of got it. Bryce understood why you were just as popular as him, if not more popular; you were objectively attractive, but damn why were you so magnetic? But back to whatever it was you crashed into. It was soft, so you assumed it had to be a person. But, as you peeled yourself off of whoever you had smashed your face into, you heard the person make a comment "Bro what the fuck?! You that fuckin' desperate to cop a feel?" You quickly noticed that your impact had been softened by none other than Bryce; more specifically by the muscular giant's huge pecs.

A short spout of bickering took place between the two of you after that comment; all of Bryce's remarks having slightly homophobic undertones. But when you saw the track team start practice, you gave up on the little argument you were having with the ginger; who obviously claimed that he won the argument and that you 'backed down'. And that pretty much summarises your relationship with the wrestler. You didn't like Bryce; he was an abrasive and douchey 'alpha male' who clearly had some homophobic tendencies. Bryce didn't like you; you were a gay guy who acted as flamboyant as you wanted to if that's how you felt. But if Bryce didn't like you, why was he blushing all throughout your interaction? Why were his heart and mind racing even hours after his first interaction with you? Why couldn't he force his eyes off of your ass as you hurried away to your track meet? 'fuck off I ain't gay. Just stop thinkin' you idiot' Bryce repeated over and over in his head, trying his best to deny the pounding warmth he felt in his chest.

It was only after this fated first interaction between the two of you, that you and Bryce began really noticing each other; especially since you two kept running into each other no matter where you were, though it was mostly at parties. It would always go the same: the two of you would bump into each other, Bryce would make a comment about you, and you would retort with a wittier comment which would make the ginger short-circuit. You quickly gathered that the wrestler wasn't a fan of gay people, so you figured you could get a kick out of the hunk's bigotry by adding in compliments and blatant flirtations throughout your bickers. "That the best you could come up with, handsome?" "You're lucky you're hot, 'cause holy shit are you dumb" "Awww just couldn't stay away from me tonight could you?" Comments along those lines would always result in Bryce stuttering and flushing a dusty pink; his snide comments halting, which meant you won the argument.

However, this routine changed over time. You noticed that Bryce remained outspoken and douchey around his bros; but as the night progressed and the alcohol kept flowing, the beefy man's demeanour would change. Instead of one interaction between the two of you per night, it changed to two. The first remained the same as always; Bryce would come up to you (subconsciously trying to find you at every party) and the two of you would have a squawking match. But a second interaction between the two of you also became routine; one which was only due to Bryce's affinity for drinking (alcoholism). During the latter half of the party, the more laid-back and less hype half, a drunk Bryce would make his way over to you. And for a solid hour or two, the intoxicated wrestler would blatantly flirt with you. At first, you assumed that the homophobe was taking the piss out of you and joking around; but you quickly realised that this wasn't the case. And so, the only reaction you could provide the man with every single time he would drunkenly compliment and flirt with you was a chuckle and a smile. 'He's such a closeted cunt' was all you could think throughout his inebriated advances. A small part of you felt bad for Bryce, but his sober, homophobic actions and comments hushed that sympathetic part of you. But as more and more nights go past and you attend more and more parties, that sympathetic part of you grows louder. 'Poor guy is so deep in the closet' you would think as Bryce's flushed face looks down towards you. His massive body caged you against a wall, the drink in your hand was the only thing dividing the two of you. And as compliments of your looks and personality fall off of Bryce's tongue, his half-lidded eyes looking down into yours, all you can do is feel bad for the ginger; having noticed that he'd sobered up a while ago but didn't want to part from you. Bryce's words had stopped slurring, the flush on his face was no longer from the alcohol but rather from his proximity to you, and his eyes were no longer half-lidded due to fatigue but rather due to want and need. 'What the fuck am I doing?! This is pathetic. I'm not... gay! But I don't want to stop'

But these drunken-to-sober moments weren't enough for Bryce to come to terms with the raging storm that was his inner battle with his sexuality. What did force the ginger to acknowledge his feelings though, was a moment at a tournament of his. Bryce was always nervous before matches desptie never letting that show. But that day especially, nothing could calm him down. So as he stepped out into the ring and looked around, the wrestler caught himself scanning the crowd for your face. Shit. Why was he doing that? 'For fucks sake get a grip, you ain't gay!' The ginger thought, but his thoughts were quickly silenced. All of his thoughts were silenced when he saw your face in the crowd. Not just his self-deprecating thoughts, but all of his worries had been drowned out by his heartbeat. Fuck. He liked you. He couldn't even deny it anymore. The smile you shot him really sealed the deal though; Bryce's face flushing when his eyes made contact with yours.

Bryce was stressed out that he had to work through all of this uncovered information; he had buried all thoughts about his sexuality early on in his life. However, what Bryce didn't expect was that you'd be there for him through this. In fact, it was at the very next party the two of you were attending that you walked up to the wrestler; not caring that he was surrounded by his equally douchey bros. You asked to talk to Bryce in private and after a moment of shock, Bryce followed you to a secluded bedroom on the upper floors of whatever party house you were in; his bros making lewd comments and thrusting motions as the two of you walked away from them.

The room was surprisingly silent; only a faint sound of music from downstairs could be heard. And long story short, you gave Bryce a brief speech about you and your sexuality; how it took you a while to get as confident as you are in your queerness and that you thought other people would care a lot more than they actually did. You did this to try and create a safe space for Bryce; you didn't expect him to start crying right away... So after comforting the massive wrestler, holding him into your (much smaller) body and rubbing your hand over his huge back to soothe him, Bryce finally felt comfortable enough to start talking. He confided in you about everything. Bryce explained that his hate for you had changed over time. He knew he didn't hate you because you were gay. He hated you because you forced him to deal with this part of him. You forced him to deal with his inner turmoil for the better part of a year. But when you asked if he still hated you, the ginger's answer was no. No, Bryce couldn't hate you. Not when you were the only reason, outside of wrestling, that he would wake up in the morning. He didn't hate you. Rather, Bryce was jealous of you. "You're just as well known as me. You have an even bigger reputation to uphold. But you just don't care..! You don't let all that fuckin' social pressure affect you and that makes my heart burn! Why can't I just be like you?!" Bryce's eyes fill with tears again but they don't fall this time. Bryce also admitted that he doesn't find himself attractive in the slightest. You could tell since your first meeting that Bryce was insecure, but damn you didn't expect him to be that insecure. You try to uplift the man's spirits with a 'Hey! I find you hot...! I um, I guess' and all Bryce can reply with is a small chuckle, a smirk, and a 'thanks'.

Ever since that night, Bryce actively tried to change; coming to terms with his sexuality and working on his attitude. Your friendship with him blossomed, and after a couple months of witnessing Bryce's growth (and being bombarded with flirtations and date proposals), you gave the ginger wrestler a shot. And thank fuck you did. Dating Bryce is a rollercoaster for sure, but you enjoy every second of it! The difference between your boyfriend when he's around his bros and when he's around you is night and day! Bryce is such a little baby when you two are alone! Like fully asking for cuddles and to lay his head in your lap as you stroke his orange locks. It took him a while to be comfortable with the fact that the two of you were dating and that he was gay, but the first time Bryce responded to one of his bros comments with 'yeah he's my boyfriend. So what?'? You were so proud of your man that you let him hit it like craaaaaazyy! We're talking the sloppiest top and letting Bryce go to town on your ass. Bryce is still a party animal, so he'll still go to (and throw) ragers, but only if you're going to said party as well; which you usually do. But! The giant hunk will always make sure that he's less drunk than you are, in case he has to go back to his 'alpha male' personality in order to protect you. He just always feels this primal urge to be your protector and show you that he's the only man you'll ever need! On that same note, holy fucking shit does Bryce get JEALOUS. We're talking practically resource-guarding you whenever a guy even talks to you at a party! And god forbid the ginger goes to grab you a drink and some guy tries to make a move? Your muscular boyfriend is going full-on alpha bro and threatening to beat the shit out of whatever 'beta male' was chatting you up. He's like actually so fucking in love with you it's insane. INSANELY HOT!!

Bryce Callahan ~ nsfw

Your first time with Bryce was certainly something. Your boyfriend's a little on the dumb side, so you don't blame him for assuming sex with a man wouldn't be that different from sex with a woman. You did have a go at Bryce when he tried to shove his HUGE dick inside of you not only without prep but also without any lube! But despite being on the slower side, Bryce cared about you enough to learn quickly how to have gay sex. And holy shit once he did? 100/10 experience! He just knew exactly what to do! Knew how to use his huge, strong hands and how to move you about.

Now while you do love everything about your boyfriend, you can't deny that his body and looks are at least 50% of his sex appeal (the other half being his attitude during sex). Your man is a wrestler for god's sake! Look at his fucking body! His back is broad and built, his thighs are the same circumference as your waist, his hands and feet are massive, his ass is thick and bouncy, and his fucking biceps? Holy shit. Despite being hesitant at first when you asked him to put you in a headlock whilst fucking you, Bryce now does it every single time you two fuck 'cause it turns you on so much that you cum within a few seconds! Your moans getting so much louder and so much more raw; it turns Bryce on so much to know that he's getting you like that.

Bryce knows how to get you going too! Other than getting you in a headlock, the ginger knows that you in general have a thing for how much bigger and stronger he is than you; and trust, he fucking loves that too! Bryce loves how infatuated you are with his huge arms; he loves that you love his thick biceps. If he wants to fuck, all Bryce has to do is take his shirt off 'cause it's hot' and flex his arms as he puts them behind his head; not only showing off his BUILT arms but also his orange, bushy armpits. You're on your knees within seconds. Bryce has also ascertained that you have a huge thing for his massive, rough hands. You love how big they are and how calloused and rough they feel against your soft skin; trust and believe that Bryce is into that too! It just turns you on so much when Bryce is rocking your shit and his hands are roughly holding your hips, or gripping your plush asscheeks, or gripping your face and squishing your cheeks together.

Kinks: Bryce has a huuuuuuuuuuge breeding kink. Which is really weird cause whenever he's had sex with women, he's never even dared to cum inside; stressed about actually getting them pregnant. But with you? Bryce can let go and cum inside of you, shouting filthy comments like 'gonna fuckin knock you up, babe!', 'Wanna put a baby in ya sooooo badddd Hngggg~', and 'Shit- wanna start a family, baby?' whilst he's balls deep inside of you, teetering closer and closer to the edge. It must be that the comfort of knowing that you physically cannot get pregnant is always subconsciously there; so Bryce can fill you up with his hot, weirdly thick, jizz without a second thought!

Another thing that about Bryce is that he gets incredibly into it in the moment. The ginger gets like, really into sex. It makes sense that he was assigned to the House of Dionysus! And 'really into sex' specifically means getting borderline animalistic. Bryce will fuck you so wildly and so roughly that the wind sometimes gets knocked out of your lungs! However, this does mean that you can just lay there and take it! 'Cause Bryce is willing to put in all the effort; holding your hips up with a tight grip as he roughly pounds into you if you wanna go doggy. Or if you wanna do missionary, all you gotta do is wrap your arms around your boyfriend's neck and he'll do all the rest! Resting your legs on his muscular arms and making out with you as he drills his huge dick into you at a pace and force that shouldn't be humanly possible!

Another thing that your muscular boyfriend has a thing for is fake wrestling. He likes that your sport focuses on stamina over strength, 'cause that means Bryce can overpower you easily and put you in all sorts of lewd positions. The man feels so powerful when he forces a whine or whimper out of you when he puts you in a position that stretches you to your limit, and he loves to play innocent when he puts you in a leg hold that forces his huge, musky bulge into your face!

Shorter headcannons for the remaining characters!

Yuuto Nakajima ~ dating

You and Yuuto knew each other from your lectures; rather than having met due to your respective sports. The two of you quickly became close friends! Your personalities just worked together! The both of you shared a love for the subject you were both studying at Olympus but also your respective sports and other hobbies and interests; you two were just meant to be friends! Your friendship with Yuuto very quickly grew past lectures; with the hyperactive volleyball player visiting your dorm on the daily and the two of you hanging out and going out to town at least three times a week! You quickly realised that Yuuto was definitely sorted into the right house at Olympus; Artemis being the god of wild animals and nature couldn't be more perfect for the Ace volleyballer. Yuuto would constantly take you out to parks and forests, showing you the beauty of nature and how freeing it felt.

But a problem rapidly arose. You were slowly but surely falling for your friend. But who could blame you!? Yuuto is just so compassionate and empathetic towards everyone; especially towards you! And his whole thing about real men wearing pink? You're sold. You also literally could not deny how fucking hot Yuuto was! He's a solid six foot with tan skin and such a perfectly muscular yet lean build. His face was textbook attractive! And that toothy grin? You're ashamed to admit that you have jerked it multiple times to just Yuuto's looks alone!

However, you were unaware that this problem was actually not a problem at all. Because Yuuto was equally (if not more) head-over-heels for you! Yuuto loved how you matched him so well. He's incredibly energetic and has literally been diagnosed with ADHD but you can keep up with him. You don't mind his erratic topic shifts and topic loops in conversation, and you join him on his random-ass sidequests like it's a part of your daily routine. Most people have just called him annoying and moved on in the past so Yuuto masks like it's second nature; toning down his natural behaviours and almost faking his way through social situations. But with you, Yuuto feels like he can just be himself! Additionally, you're Yuuto's type to a tee. Like the man couldn't possibly find you more attractive than he already does! So it didn't really shock anyone to find out that by the end of freshman year, you and Yuuto were a couple! And it's been the best experience of your life so far! For real, Yuuto treats you like royalty; like you hung the moon and stars yourself. The two of you will never miss a sports event in which the other is participating. Yuuto is quite literally your biggest supporter; he's always on the sidelines screaming your name and compliments constantly fall off of his tongue after you win a race. You do the same for Yuuto though! You're your boyfriend's No.1 cheerleader! You watch the ace volleyballer like a hawk at his games whilst you cheer his name; and before each game, you promise him special rewards. Although these usually come back to bite you in the ass; once you promised him a round for every point he scored... He scored ten points in the first match alone.

Dates with Yuuto are pretty run-of-the-mill! Romantic settings and gestures. But your boyfriend's personal favourites are the dates where the two of you just spend time together at home; either watching films or cooking or just cuddling and chatting.

You both gifted each other a lucky trinket on your one-year anniversary. Yuuto gave you an expensive bracelet engraved with your initials and his (along with sweets and flowers). You gifted Yuuto a necklace with a pink crystal on it. You were upset that your gift was much less expensive and fancy than his, but Yuuto assured you that he loved it simply because it was a gift from you. And since then, Yuuto has only ever taken it off to shower~

Yuuto Nakajima ~ nsfw

Sex with Yuuto is fucking fun! It's just always so enjoyable. Your boyfriend is fucking wild in bed but in the best ways! He'll get so lost in pleasure that his eyes roll back and his tongue slips out of his mouth as he drills his 8-inch, slender dick into you. Yuuto's constantly grinning and smiling when the two of you fuck and it rubs off on you! He's just so happy and his ego swells so much 'cause he's the only man in the world that gets to have you!

Breeding kink? Yessir! Once again, the house of Artemis makes sense for Yuuto! God of childbirth sure does make sense for a guy who wants nothing more than to fill you up with multiple loads and watch your belly grow with his child~ But for real, make even the slightest mention of him 'breeding' you or 'knocking you up' and Yuuto is moaning, whining, and cumming.

Biting and marking is another big thing for your boyfriend! Yuuto has his possessive side and wants the world to know that you belong to him and that he belongs to you! After a night with him, your thighs, neck, chest, ass, and even your stomach are littered with lovebites and hickeys. But the same goes for Yuuto! You make good work of your boyfriend's neck and shoulders; especially when the man is pounding you into next week!

Leo Mendez ~ dating

You first met the ace of the Olympus soccer team at training. Most of football as a sport is cardio and running; so a lot of your track meets and training sessions were shared with the soccer team. You and Leo were almost immediately drawn to each other. You liked his cheerful and energetic personality; he had that boyish charm that a lot of the guys at Olympus lack, as they preferred to show themselves as macho men. Leo on the other hand was also very attracted to you very quickly. The blonde liked how you treated your teammates and even treated the soccer team as if they were family; and your looks also had the man head over heels... Leo just couldn't get enough of those trackstar legs and that ass?! Gah Damn!

Being a ball of sunshine who is worryingly optimistic, Leo didn't see why he shouldn't just straight up ask you out; he was into you, why wouldn't he act on that? A quick "Hey you wanna go out sometime? :)" text was shot your way and the two of you were already out at a cute little cafe in town! The whole talking and dating process came so naturally with Leo! The soccer star would blatantly flirt with you and compliment you on your looks, personality, and smarts; and it was anything but cringe! In fact, it was really fucking charming and refreshing!

Dating the the twunk was just as wholesome as you'd expect it to be! You and Leo shared cute moments every day you're together: You've had to wipe whipped cream off of Leo's nose when he too hastily drank his coffee You fix each other's messy hair after a game or race on the daily Leo will constantly trace shapes into your skin with his fingers; hearts, stars, you name it And the amount of times you two have bumped noses when kissing is too many to count!

Leo will also constantly compliment you. He's a charmer for sure! Your blonde footballer will flash you a toothy grin and when asked why he's smiling will reply with 'You're just so pretty' followed by a chuckle. Literally heart-melting shit. That being said, you also compliment and praise your boyfriend a lot! And his reactions are pure gold! Leo's tan face will just flush a dark pink at any compliments which fall off of your tongue, but the praise is what really gets him. Any positive comment of yours about his soccer skills or god forbid a mention of you being proud of him? He's hard. Full-on boner mid-field. -_-

Leo Mendez ~ nsfw

If you were to ask him, Leo would say he was verse. But in literally every single one of his past relationships, he's never been the top... So you can imagine how fucking ecstatic the man is when he learns that you prefer bottoming 'cause bro loves topping! Though one thing that the blonde has learned from his past relations as a bottom is that he sure does love getting his ass eaten! Leo fucking loves it when you switch between skillfully sucking his dick and slopping rimming him; his eyes always end up rolling to the back of his head and his fingers tangled in your hair whenever you pull out that combo. OH! And not to mention how fucking hot you both find it when you go ham on Leo's ass after a football match! His musk and sweaty, salty yet sweet taste coats your tongue so nicely as you lap at your boyfriend's hole through his jockstrap; an arm of yours holding the small of his back down as your other hand grabs one of the straps of his jock like some sort of rein on a horse.

You have a huge thing for Leo's tanlines. Your boyfriend just looks so hot with his sunkissed skin and those erotic lines highlighting the parts of his body that he only lets you see~ And yes, he does have a tanline underneath that pointless bandaid on his nose.

No matter what the two of you are doing, even if Leo's balls-deep inside of you, the blonde's all jokes and toothy smiles! He's just so appreciative of you and grateful that you're so comfortable with him to allow him to be so intimate with you! He's so cute wtf.

Avan Geiserford ~ dating

As the student council president, one of Avan's many responsibilities is ensuring all clubs and departments are running smoothly and performing as they should be. Therefore, you first met the responsible man during a performance assessment he was conducting on the track team. And being the blunt man that he is, Avan listed off everything that needed to be improved about the team; without a single positive compliment to be found. "Don't you think that's a little rude? I mean I get we can improve but track is ranked third for overall performance" You commented. But you weren't met with a counterargument... "Oh, I apologise. The track team is indeed performing above average" And with an awkward smile, Avan left.

That socially inept rizz worked on you though... 'Cause why did you find the awkward man sort of refreshing? He spoke facts but when called out for something, he would take full accountability and apologise. That's better than most guys you've been with! The bar is in hell.

You took a liking to the swimmer. So you started going out of your way to see him. Avan didn't mind your presence; you weren't as smart as him but you were near the top of your class, so you helped him out with council business. You'd even helped the stresshead solve the council's budget problem in only a couple of days. He'd been stuck on that for weeks! After spending many hours together over a couple of months, Avan considered you a close friend of his. The two of you would not only work on council business together, but you would hang out too! You would sleep over at Avan's after binging starwars; having fallen asleep midway through the nerd's in-depth explanation of the lore. Avan would even ask you to come to support him at swim meets; watching you cheer him on and run up to him for a hug after he wins, it just made him feel all warm n fuzzy inside! Shit. That's when the man realised he was down bad for you.

You had the poor guy stressing; well you didn't, but the idea of having to ask you out had Avan losing sleep! And he's the typa guy who goes goes to bed at 10pm sharp and harps on about the importance of sleep. But you showed mercy to Avan when you asked him out! The navy-haired man took the deepest sigh of relief when you brought your lips to his. His reaction made you think he didn't feel the same at first! But when he saw the worry on your face, Avan blurted out a "ILikeYouToo.DoYouWannaGoOutSometime?"

Despite his socially awkward side, Avan is the perfect boyfriend. Yes the PDA can get a little awkward, and his hands get clammy when holding yours in public, but it's all in a cute way you know? But other than that he's textbook Prince Charming! We're talking pre-planning and scheduling dates for the month... This sounds annoying, but Avan makes sure to work them around your schedules and to only inform you of them a week before! The only reason you know he schedules dates is 'cause you found them in his daily planner T-T

Avan Geiserford ~ nsfw

Surprisingly, you were Avan's first! You expected such a hot and smart jock to have suitors lined up for him! But Avan's never really been interested in all the romance and sex that goes on at Olympus. That was until he met you.

Because of his lack of experience, your boyfriend gets hard at everything you do... Hey, he finds it hard to separate love and lust! To him, because you're his boyfriend, his love for you translates to a deep attraction! Avan will get hard from you trying on his glasses; to him, it's a simple gesture which not only makes you look fucking adorable but also has a few possessive undertones. Your ace swimmer will also pop a boner at the many compliments you throw his way; it doesn't matter if you're complimenting his looks, his skills, or his smarts, Avan will get hard just because his gorgeous boyfriend is complimenting him of all the people you could be complimenting! Avan even gets hard watching you study with him! He just thinks you're so smart that it's sexy.

Despite having a very vanilla first time, and being a generally vanilla type of guy, Avan does have one very specific thing that gets him going. That being pools. Not just being in pools obviously. But being with you in a pool? Shocker, he's hard again. The swimmer just loves seeing you in his domain; your soft skin wet and your curves are highlighted by your swimwear. Avan not only appreciates your body, but holy shit does he get an ego boost that a guy as hot as you is his and his alone. Oh, and the water does feel real good around you two as Avan holds you against him; grindings his hard dick into yours as the two of you make out in the pool.

Ace Anderson ~ dating

This man is a total Hikikomori. Like, he didn't leave his room during his first year at Olympus. But at some point at the start of his second year, Ace noticed you on his commute. He's a total perv who literally cannot go anywhere without finding any man around him hot; imagining them in different levels of nudity and in all sorts of different scenarios. When Ace first saw you on his way to his lecture, he of course noticed how attractive you were! He liked your body shape, your ass, and even weirdly specific things like how your feet were perfectly sized for your body. But Ace liked your face the most; his first thought when he saw you was that you could be a good porn star with a face like that (again, he's a fucking perv). Ace took note of how even when resting, your face had this sexy/cute aspect to it; he could easily picture how your face would look with cum splattered on it.

You noticed him checking you out and decided to have a little fun. Hey! A pretty hot guy kept checking you out. Naturally, you batted your eyelashes and smiled back at him! And that was all it took for the two of you to start talking and hanging out.

But even though the two of you weren't even dating yet, Ace would profusely fantasise about dating you and fucking! During dates/hangouts at your place he would constantly snoop through your shit; checking out what underwear you owned to more accurately imagine you in them, and even finding your dildo and other kinky things of yours. Clearly, the man wasn't just a pervert, but he also didn't know how to respect boundaries. And though Ace said nothing about your toys in the moments, he sure as hell jerked to the thought of you using whatever he found!

Once the two of you started officially dating, Ace began showing his perverted side more and more. He would casually ask if he could keep your used underwear. Like it was nothing! But you knew Ace well enough to expect something like that; you were dating the pervert after all...

Ace Anderson ~ nsfw

Before the two of you met, Ace's hobbies consisted of spending all day watching porn and fantasising about men... But now that he has you, Ace doesn't necessarily need his porn; yet that doesn't mean that he doesn't still enjoy it. So imagine the blue-headed man's elation when you agreed to just watch some porn with him and jerk each other off instead of fucking. The two of you spent a solid two hours just edging and gooning to Ace's favourite vids; and to be fair, you both really enjoyed yourselves. No massive amounts of effort had to be put into it, and you didn't feel like you needed to put on a performance for your boyfriend. It was just raw pleasure.

Other than his porn hobby (addiction), Ace discovered that he has a passion for directing erotic films; not just enjoying them! So again, your twunk boyfriend was very happy when you agreed to some spicy photoshoots and recording sessions from time to time! Ace was into anything as long as it was on camera. He loved filming the two of you fucking, he loved filming you as you jerked off or fingered yourself. Ace even liked directing you; he would get so turned on when he would watch his videos back and hear himself behind the camera giving you pointers or guiding you through whatever you were doing.

I hope you guys enjoyed! To be fully honest I just feel like something is off with this fic. I've tried rewording and re-organising it so much but I give up. Hope it's just me and that you guys like it!

Been desperate for some Jock Studio stuff and assumed you guys would be too so hope I fed y'all right!

Love you guys so so much - Byeeee

Note from two days later: this is a piece of shit omfg get this fic out of my sight

Note from one more day later: Eh it's fine ig. Just wrote Bryce's section and holy shit that's like a whole fic by itself T-T

[that-smallinjured-bowylamb]

hey so how do you think Riddle, Epel and Lilia would deal with them having a crush on reader who they are friends with. They’re in a group project with 3 other people and from one of the ghost girls, discussion of types of boys their into comes up and they go on about how “Epel/Riddle/Lilia are too short for my taste”. And the boys crush is like “you know, It’s your loss if you don’t date a boy just cuz he’s short”.? (Reader has never really made comments about their height and perceived “delicate appearance”. Reader actually thinks the three of them is gonna be handsome one day).

A/n: No comments this time !!! I'm just rushing (I think) !!!

Gender neutral, use of 'you'.

Characters: Riddle Rosehearts, Lilia Vanrouge[💘], Epel Felmier.

💘Appearances over heart? Damn.💘

Summary: He was in love with you, his best friend. I mean, like, infatuated. But, still couldn't confess, why? Either they were too much of a coward or simply needed time to process their feelings. But, what if? One day, you and him get into a group project, with three other girls that decide to talk about types of boys instead of putting in the effort of actually being someone's type, then they go talking about height. Their pride is higher than their almost to [none] admirers.

Warnings ⚠️: idk OOC(?), Cussy, fluff lots of fluff, shaming men's appearance, use of 'you', cussy, insults, idk what else to add in here.

Riddle Rosehearts [his and my momma r the same person 😒]

Scene: You and Riddle were friends, like tight-knit friends. You'd always come by to check up on him, offering him [food of your choice], and doing normal stuff like friends should do [and not touch-]. Riddle will always tie your bow when it's crooked, even tie your shoelaces if you don't know how, and always remind you to get to class before you are late. You've always known Riddle has a temper whenever someone comments on his height *Sneaks a glance at Floyd* but, either you or Trey, he manages to calm down. It kept going on like this until Cater had pointed out how soft he had been lately, how he looked forward to seeing you more and teased him about it. Riddle had never had a crush on anyone. Not until now. So, one morning, a group project came up, and you just so happened to be in the same group project with him [<-teachers knew] and assigned three other girls, but the thing is. They just talking, not doing their work.

•Riddle does not like this one bit, the fact that they are just talking and laughing rather than doing their work frustrates him.

•No, he's not mad at you for doing the same thing, just scolded you. (<-favoritism)

•He just wanted some peace

•"I rlly hate short men, like idk why are they short?? Haha! They are sooo not my type. And like, I would rather have tall, rich guys. And honestly? I really don't like Riddle's height-" "Maybe work on that appearance first, so that maybe, the entire race of every men wouldn't reject you. It is very obvious that you were rejected by one. Now get over it, and do your fucking work. Don't insult Riddle's height, at least his intelligence is higher than both your egos."

•Damn. Now he's red as heck. I mean sure, he was mad about the two girls talking about his height, then going to comment more about how much they dislike his height, until you stepped up.

•He's honestly feeling a bit proud of himself, you haven't even commented about his height once, and he's grateful for it. And he's blushing so much he almost lost focus on the project, but of course, like the model student he is, he clears his throat and continues the project. All the while sending a displeased look at the girls, with pure disappointment.

Lilia vanrouge[Hana, r u going to find this one?? 🫶]

Scene: You and Lilia were just 'friends'. But you guys talk to each other, A LOT. To the point everyone knows you both are literal buddies whenever there's a school gossip, exams, quizzes, tests, and especially projects. But you two managed to finish in time [or through the deadline]. Lilia liked scaring you out of the quiet blue, playing little lovely tricks on you, and pranking you then gifting you, your [favorite snack]. You'd also do the same thing for him, scaring him unexpectedly from a random timing that of course fails everytime, you giving him little tricks he finds cute, and you give him his favorite snacks as well! Oh, and when there's marshmallows on it? Dw, you can eat it! So, he doesn't know when it happened, but he gained feelings for you, at first he thought it was physical attraction, but then he noticed small things about you. Your laugh, your smile, your hair in the breeze, your eyes gleaming with joy, and a grin so blinding he wishes it would be the last thing he sees. So, let's say one day, there was this group project from professor Crewel. You and Lilia get paired up, with two more people. But, these people aren't particularly pleasing to be around with...

•Oh my, instead of doing their work, they are just talking about men and heights.. oh, poor Lilia! They don't seem to like short cuties like him !!! :(

•"To be honest? I don't like Lilia that much. Like, his height is so small how's he going to get a partner? Seriously, I don't get why everyone seems so nice to him, he's a short lil' guy that can't do shit-" "And neither can you. Now sit the fuck down if flapping your mouth away is all you can do." "Excuse me!??" "I'm sorry, you must be deaf as well. You might need hearing aids, Lilia is older than you and can still hear clearly, I'm surprised that you have the senses of a long-dead ancestor. I wonder how good you are with running that mouth of yours instead of shutting the fuck up." "..."

•OHHHHH BURNNNN !!!! My, beastie, he never knew you had that in you! What a surprise!~

•It was quite satisfying seeing them sit back down and doing their work rather than blabbing nonsense. It was quite refreshing to see another side of you as well! Who know you were capable of such thing?~

•Ah, well that just made him fall for you even more... my, what to do with his ancient heart that beats for you? He feels youthful again.

•chuckling he continues to do the project. Although, he wouldn't do it completely without messing around with you first!~

Epel Felmier [My buddy, my bestie, where are your simps?]

Scene: You and Epel were inseparable. He fights, you support. He's going against Vil? You're there. He's going to fight someone for dissing his height/mistaking him as a girl? You're there, along with drinks and popcorn. He wants to be manly? You cheer him on and encourage his dreams, but even so, he can still be manly while looking the way he is. You wish he sees that, and he's trying he really is. But it never looked manly enough. So you've done a different method, you'd hang out with him not to encourage his manliness or to discourage because he's 'girly' but to make him enjoy what's in front of him in life. And he's grateful for that. He wishes this could go on and on forever. That is, had he not been too caught up in this moment he would've realized that he had fallen quite hard for you. So one day, when a project came up and you two got paired with two more others, things started to get into a, unpleasant turn.

•Epel knew these fuckers were up to no good, I mean, look at them! They just scream 'schemers' !!!!

• "Yeah, so like my type in guys, would be AT LEAST taller, and-" everything goes blank for Epel. He, who had been trying to impress you for weeks, had gone into a sudden insecurity. What if they're right? Girls like tall guys because they are much more manly, right?

•"Yeah, I know right ! And like, Epel is the LEAST attractive, but he's way too cute and girly for me-" he wants them so dead-

•"How about you sit your asses down and shut the fuck up? The only thing YOUR good for is sitting down and look pretty.

...

...Pretty fucking useless. Epel is much stronger and better than the two of you, bet you can't carry a crater all on your own. So, before you fucking judge and open that mouth of yours even when you don't know what he's capable of, I'd suggest you stop and reconsider. Please, use your brains. If you have any, that is."

•DAMN. Ouch prefect, never knew you had that in you!

•And you defended him! That's his job! That's... you defended him despite his height...? Man, he just fell for you more!

•Maybe having a fierce and supportive partner would be nice, together with him...

The End.

A/n: WOOO!! I FINISHED YAYAYA!! :>

Enjoy a smiling Lilia Vanrouge (*´ω｀*)

I hope you had fun reading !!! Srry if short, I'm just hurrying !!

[fakeagatha]

Protection Witch | Alice Wu Gulliver x Jennifer Kale | Agatha All Along Week 2025 Day Two: Fake Dating/Marriage

Summary: Upon celebrating a milestone for Jen, a man cannot take the word no. Alice steps in, referring to herself as Jennifer's girlfriend.

A/N: Fun fact if any disclaimers are posted for today's prompt, that's because my stupid self understood "Fake Dating/Marriage" as the marriage just being ordinary? Not fake? No wonder the two prompts seemed really random LMAO??? I haven't taken the first fic down, it's just not under the AAA Week anymore. Anyway this is my first time writing for Jen and Alice, and I actually enjoyed it more than I expected to!

Warnings: Homophobia, slurs, SA, gross bathrooms?, violence Word Count: 769 Genre: Angst, Fluff, Romance, Crack Date: 19/5/2025

@agathaallalongweek

Alice wasn't the biggest fan of bars, but her closest friend wanted to have a night out with her to celebrate a milestone of her company. Alice cared about Jen, a lot, and she couldn't say no to her.

It was ten at night, and the club was in the middle of the city. Alice was pretty nervous about it, but there's a lot of people around, so surely no one would do anything illegal in plain sight, right? She was being paranoid. Now, she just needed to make sure that Jennifer had the night out she deserved.

They received their drinks, a fruity cocktail each. Jennifer seemed proud of herself, which made Alice even more happy for her success.

"Your hard work finally paid off, huh?" She grinned, and Jennifer nodded as she took another sip.

"Yeah. There was a point recently I was planning on adding discounts to everything to sell out. I was getting tired. But my effort was worth it!"

Alice chuckled along with her, stirring her cup with the straw. She had already drunk half, but she wasn't used to alcohol, so neither was her bladder.

"Jen, I'm going to pop to the restroom for a second. Will you be okay here?"

Jennifer smiled and quickly nodded. "Of course, don't worry. I'll keep hold of your drink as well."

The bathroom was disgusting. It was unisex, which explains why there was mysterious liquids, alcohol and urine all over the floors, and somehow the roof? In any other situation, Alice would've just chosen to hold it in, but she decided not to take that risk.

Meanwhile, Jennifer scrolled through her phone, when she suddenly turned to see a much older man slide into Alice's seat.

"Sorry, that seat's actually taken." She said, trying to be polite, but the man just smirked.

"Yeah, by me. Why don't you let me buy you a drink?"

Jen chuckled a little, and shook her head, "That's nice of you to offer, but no thank you."

His face darkened slightly and he bit his lip, "No, I want to buy you a drink, sweetheart."

Jennifer's expression went from awkward politeness to almost offence, was the word "no" so difficult?

"Come on, don't play hard to get with me." He slid his hand up her thigh from under her dress, and Jen couldn't even push him away because of how she had frozen in place, "I could offer someone as beautiful as you much more than just a drink."

The sound of the bar stool falling over echoed. Jennifer blinked, Alice was standing over the stool, glaring at the guy who was now on the ground. "Why the hell are you touching her, you fucking creep?" She snapped, and the man groggily stood up, looking at the shorter woman.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" He snarled.

Alice scoffed, "Me? You're the one putting your disgusting hands all over my girlfriend!"

"Oh, so you're a pair of faggots?"

Alice went to swing again, but Jennifer held her back. If anything, she was just as angry as Alice, but she was able to mask it better than her.

"Yes, we are." Jennifer smirked, wrapping an arm around Alice, who's cheeks turned red. "And do you know what faggots do?"

Before he could respond, Jennifer looked into Alice's eyes, giving her a few seconds to pull away, and gently pressed her lips to hers. The guy was distraught, and the two were laughing between the kiss.

The bouncer finally interfered, and pulled the man out of the bar. Alice and Jennifer were also kindly asked to leave, obviously because of the fact that Alice nearly gave someone a well deserved concussion.

The two walked out, snickering to themselves, "Did you see the look on his face?" Alice laughed, and Jennifer nodded.

"It was ridiculous! It was a mixture between "Oh, I just shit my pants", and "Oh, that guy in front of me just shit himself.""

Agatha cackled again, "It was!" She grinned, watching Jennifer as her laughter died down.

"You know," Jennifer paused, "It felt weird when I heard you calling me your girlfriend, and not in a bad way."

Alice seemed surprised at that. "I mean- I said it in attempt to get him away but, I liked the sound of it, too."

Jennifer held Alice's hand in hers, and smiled down at her, "Would you perchance like to go on a date with me next weekend? Maybe see how things go?"

Alice beamed, nodding, "I would love to!"

Jennifer matched her expression, and pulled her into a hug, "Thank you for protecting me tonight. It really warmed my heart."

Alice's smile softened, and locked her gaze with hers, "You don't need to thank me, Jen. I'm a protection witch, after all."

[raayllum]

gonna keep this 'brief' for once in my life:

blanket statement i think it's crappy to publicly post private DMs clearly sent to you in confidence In General. this is true no matter the person or situation! i think it's deeply shameful that anyone would think that having personal DMs publicly shared is remotely okay, let alone something to be supported or sympathized with and not like, a huge violation of trust, privacy, and feelings of personal safety. even if i hadn't broken away from OP for other reasons, this alone would've been enough to make me go wtf is wrong with you and, provided they couldn't be convinced to treat the other party like a human being deserving basic respect, block them flat out. it's absolutely abysmal behaviour towards anyone, but but especially private DMs of someone having a breakdown and being so overwhelmed they couldn't stop shaking (both things you were explicitly told after the fact but well before posting). that's not to say everything was expressed perfectly, but i think we can all agree that having a breakdown does, generally, impact your ability to communicate.

with that out of the way, more under the cut bc i also don't put my weird fucking personal bullshit in the main tags

moreover, shaming people with a social communication disorder asking for social communication accommodations (i.e. can you tell me what i did wrong with specific examples so i can have a model to base future interactions off of in terms of doing better, esp since when i've guessed/tried on my own in the past i've gotten it wrong? something i've often been too scared to do with people bc i don't know them well, and asked you bc even if i no longer self safe with you, i thought i owed it to you to try) you then refused to do and said i was using my autism as an excuse (which partially triggered the breakdown in the first place because then i couldn't explain, ask for help, or advocate for myself in any meaningful way) is also not great. especially when what happened is pretty goddamn textbook autism vs everyone else communication in the first place.

assuming that every time someone blogs about a relationship on their own tumblr blog after blocking you everywhere is vagueblogging is also like... weird to assume you're the only relationship i have in my life that could be in conflict (another friend recently had some conflict, so i was commiserating) and also weird to circumvent and step over a block boundary on a routine basis to begin with bc we've definitely never had a troll do that to harass us on a regular basis, no sir. i came This Close to not seeing the post at all bc i've insulated myself so well and don't have people running to tell me the second someone maybe breathes wrong in my direction, and i honestly feel bad you've spent a Lot more time thinking about me than i have you. or that when calling ppl stupid you've also told them to shoot themselves in the foot but sure. it was silly to feel like your behaviour was contradictory and confusing and to ask for clarification, or to assume you'd leave me and my blogs the fuck alone after i'd made it clear i wanted nothing to do with you; i honestly wish you'd done the same, i can't imagine anyone going into the fandom tags wanted to see any of our shared crap.

last but not least: i think it's slightly bananas to look at someone who left a space because they realized they weren't a good fit for it because their best efforts weren't good enough at keeping things smooth, which was entirely on me, and then a relationship, where it wasn't entirely, bc they realized you really struggled with communicating things in a mature manner (ie. ghosting my partner who was also friends with you despite them not being involved at all and without a word because you just Assumed we were shit talking you, i guess, when in reality i was asking them for advice about how to apologize and they had to point out to me you were being mean because i was still taking everything in good faith) and figured out that whatever i did you wouldn't take it well so it was better to cut my losses and block (after days/weeks of agonizing over what, if anything, to say to you that wouldn't possibly make things worse)... only for you to then not take any of it well and do This?

This, from nicely saying i needed more space from you (only telling you so you wouldn't think i was ignoring you bc that would be cruel out of nowhere to just not respond to messages at all), and then you took it poorly (the way you apparently take everything) and then when i apologized/clarified that it was to work on myself and not an ask of you in any way, you were still aggressive if not downright cruel. even Before doing this, which is really the cherry on top.

if i had a nickel for everyone time someone 1) lost their shit about me blocking them, 2) routinely checked my blog or had had someone keep tabs on me on a regular basis for them (bc that's not creepy or invasive at all) even on my non tdp related blogs, 3) posted a callout post while not actually naming me but making it exceedingly evident that it was about me and 4) publicly aired personal dirty laundry in all the main tags so hard 5) that you couldn't have played the victim more, i'd have two nickels. this is a playbook i have seen before from someone who in some ways did far worse to me (it was an emotionally abusive relationship) and far less in comparison, but it's the same playbook of someone who cannot and does not respect boundaries & cannot handle feeling any negative emotion without lashing out for... what? the last laugh? to make someone a pariah or to punish? i can't imagine being that cruel. i can't imagine being that petty and disregarding another person as a person so deeply. after all, i withheld sending any messages because with each one i drafted, i asked myself it was to help or to hurt, and realized if i couldn't do the former, i shouldn't be sending anything at all.

it's safe to say that not sending more messages was the right decision made to protect myself from accidentally giving you more ammo. in some ways i'm admittedly relieved bc this exact sort of thing was something i was anxious about for weeks, but was entirely keeping to myself bc it was 1) nobody else's business and 2) wanted to believe OP better than that as someone i once loved and trusted; surely, they'd be a mature reasonable adult and while we'd both wounded each other, they wouldn't twist the knife; i certainly wouldn't. in many ways, though, this was even worse than whatever nightmare scenario i'd come up with. i've never had my privacy so directly violated, and i wouldn't wish it on anyone. i still wish i'd been wrong about my inclinations when i stepped away after facing repeated aggression no matter how much i apologized or betrayed myself till i couldn't anymore, and had a select few loved ones reaffirm to me that you were never going to see that maybe you'd made some, even one, mistake along the way, like sitting on your resentment i was unaware of till it reached a boiling point. clearly, they were right.

that said, i hope publicly humiliating someone and violating the trust and privacy of another human being, a friend who trusted you, who never would have done this to you, got you whatever you needed. at least one of us should get something productive out of this, and for me it was shreds of certainty that you've chosen to behave exactly as awfully and pettily as i feared, and honestly that's really unfortunate. you were/are really talented. i'm sure, despite our history, you can be an amazing friend to others. i'm sure you can incredibly understanding and kind; you just chose to be cruel and defensive instead, and i hope you never burn a bridge you regret being unable to repair

cause fuck, while i am far from perfect and am the first to admit i've made plenty of mistakes i have sometimes been unable to adequately atone for (i'm sure plenty of people will rightfully unfollow and/or block me and they absolutely should — whether they find me unsavoury, annoying, condescending, or anything else i've had thrown at me — in order to make their internet experience a better, more positive place) i sure as hell have never done and will never do you've done to me, and i can find a solid ground in that if nothing else.

[wincestsblog]

It started as a game, really. One of those stupid pranks of theirs.

And this time it was Dean who had started it all, he had jammed his computer with all the busty asian beauties, even if Sam had strictly told Dean not to watch porno on his laptop.

And enough was enough.

When Sam called Dean out for it, his brother just laughed and even had the audacity to say, "Sammy, a man had his needs. Not everyone chooses to live like a monk." His white teeth showed as he grinned widely at him.

And that did nothing to improve Sam’s mood, so he stared darkly at his brother, “Just remember who started it,” he warned, already thinking about how to make his brother pay. 

Dean blew out a little whistle, “Someone’s pissed,” said him, in an amused tone, still smiling at Sam, his emerald green eyes twinkling with mirth and if it weren’t for the fact that his brother was being such a jerk at the moment, Sam would have find his expressions adorable.

0~0

They were on a hunt, a simple salt’n’burn in a little town  of Illinois. It had taken them two days to identify the spirit and put it to rest. They had been staying in a motel on the outskirts of the town and for all its dingy exterior, it had decent rooms. 

Sam was the first to wake up that day, he gets so little sleep as it is, being plunged with the nightmares about Jess and was thankful for the sleep that he did manage to get that night because of exhaustion. Dean and he were digging up the grave the previous night and Sam was satisfied because of a job well done. 

He looked at his brother’s sleeping form on the other queen-sized bed. He looks so peaceful when he’s fast asleep. His mouth-half opened, all the tense expressions gone from his face which made him look younger and softer with those big eyelashes. Sam took a moment of too long to watch his brother before he was up and about to start his day. 

When he returned back to the motel, Dean was still asleep. 

Sam put their breakfast on the table before throwing open the curtains to let the morning light it, then he proceeded to wake his brother up, “Rise and shine, Dean-o,” he said in a loud voice, yanking the blanket off from his brother. 

His brother grumbled as he sat on his bed, “You could be louder, y’know.” 

Sam rolled his eyes and just to spite his brother, “Got some breakfast,” he said in a louder voice. 

“Smartass,” Dean mumbled as he passed by Sam to make a beeline from the bathroom. 

Once his brother was ready and was busy devouring a cheeseburger with extra bacon, “I also got an apple pie,” Sam announced, “The owner said that's their best selling item.” He unpacked the food contents on the table.

“You are awesome, Sammy,” said Dean with his mouth full as he smiled up at Sam. 

“Gross,” complained Sam, as he pushed his own salad around the plastic container. 

“Gimme the pie,” said Dean as he swallowed the last of the big bite of the burger. 

Sam shook his head minutely as he pushed the bag towards Dean. 

“Good stuff,” His brother commented, unpacking the box of pie.

Sam nodded in acknowledgement and waited as Dean scooped up some pie with a spoon and took a mouthful and chewed.

He bursted out laughing when a grimace took over his brother's face, “Dude, what the fuck!” His brother cried out, swallowing the food with an effort, “You’re ruining my whole day!”

“Gotta ya,” teased Sam, his lips curled up into a grin, “Stop being a drama queen.”

“You're the one with the bangs,” Dean bit back, without missing a beat. 

“A pinch of salt wouldn't hurt you, man,” Sam said as his brother retorted back and wasn’t able to stop his laugh that bubbled when Dean gave him a scandalous look.

“A pinch. That was like half a pound, man! My tongue’s still bitter,” Dean complained, “I’ll not forget this. Ever. Traitor.”

On cue, you could hear Sam’s hearty laughter.

[dammit-tazmuir]

Some dumb lyctor polycule ancient history headcanons (+ canon interpretation rambling) like five people will care about but still

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John is quoiromantic bisexual and A— was aromantic bisexual. They met earlier, maybe like grad school ("he could have gone anywhere, but he stayed with me"), and became very close affectionate friends with benefits. M— was straight ("was"; Mercy over time shifted to be masc-leaning bi; I'm still sorry I know this is my hottest take) and when she came along as an expert for the cryo project, both the guys went "oh hot damn wow." Then they talked to her for five minutes outside of business and A— went "fucking yikes nevermind" and John went "OH HOT DAMN WOW."

John and M— got closer over time and it was Very Different than his relationship with A—. Not better or worse, but different, which made A— and M— resent each other all the more. John and A— had never wanted to put a label on things, but A— was still pretty jealous and it still felt weird to John to consider dating someone, and listen the communication was messy and not ideal but it did happen, and this led to John and A— reclassifying each other as real "partners" (albeit still platonic ones) around the same time John and M— started dating. (Everyone consenting despite the conflict.)

In A—'s mind, M— was devaluing his relationship with John just because it was platonic and acting like she was better. In M—'s, A— was being a whiny pissbaby to act like he had dibs when he wasn't even in love with the man. Both of them were in fact being petty judgmental bitches who eventually grew to respect the other's bond but always thought of their own attraction style as superior. ("You never loved him as much as I did...") Basically A— was convinced his yellow cake was more pure and simple while M— thought her fancy extra icing vanilla cake showed more effort and devotion and John was over here going !!! TWO CAKES :D

(Un)Fortunately A— and M— were both extremely stubborn and competitive and it wasn't JOHN'S fault the other was insufferable, I mean maybe it was a little bit for having bad taste, but like, they cared very deeply about and wanted to be with him so they weren't gonna push him away, that'd be stupid. And okay MAYBE the other's intellect was at least admirable and it got kind of impressive that neither gave up and maybe they get to a point where they actively enjoy being catty bitches who can consistently match each other's wit. Maybe they start to notice John hates it when they fight "too" much but also really likes it when they fight over him if they do it right, and maybe they've realized through work that they do synergize really well whether they like it or not, and maybe sometimes it's fun to conspire to make him really really flustered.

Maybe John is incredibly endearing as a person and his brilliance and passion for the project and for helping people in general never fails to blow either of them away, and they're both so inspired by him that they'd follow him anywhere, but he is also more devoted to the job than to either of them and not really the most attentive person in a relationship. And maybe they don't mind that but they do like how intensely they can get the other's attention even if it's technically negative and it's exciting and unfortunately the other has always been really attractive and God dammit they're fucking about this aren't they.

They both feel horrible after the first time and expect John to feel betrayed but it's actually super fucking embarrassing how excited he is about it. Like not even in a "maybe now we can do threesomes" way (I mean that's not a NON-factor just not the main one), but because !!! LET'S GO you see it you understand I TOLD both of you the other was great. He'd tease them both so much at first. I'd say fully the vibe of "you like Krabby Patties, don't you Squidward?" but it's John and it was probably just directly that reference at least some of the time.

Also listen he's self-aware enough to realize he's not an ideal partner and whatever they wanna do with each other takes that much more pressure off him so?? this is a win-win all around in his eyes. (Maybe that's not exactly 100% true and in the back of his mind he is just a little paranoid they'll end up only wanting each other and leaving him, but 99.9% of that is stamped out with a bit of time to prove they still care about him. The 0.1% lasts for eternity until the night of the murder but still.)

For a while A— and M— both softened quite a bit, still constantly fought and both adamantly agreed this didn't make them partners, but it got to a point it was like 60% doing a bit. Still a significant amount of very real getting on each other's nerves but they're kinda sadomasochistic about it now, and they also really deeply respect and value each other. Their routine looks ridiculous from the outside but it becomes deeply comfortable to the three of them, and while John still wishes they'd tone it down a little more, overall all three of them reach a point it's difficult to imagine things any other way.

And then the project gets shut down and John made a scapegoat as an excuse to do it. M— breaks down crying, and John goes numb instead even though part of him feels all the worse for not being able to cry with her, but A— does, and they're both determined to stay with John no matter what, and he's so infinitely grateful for them.

(For G— and C— too. C— comes as a surprise to him, and she'd been a lovely person to work with before but skyrockets up his special people list because she stays. G— has been his favorite person in the universe for years and still is, even if A— and M— now share that title with him. Incidentally John would have at any point dated G— in a heartbeat if G— was remotely interested Like That, but he wasn't and that was also fine, it didn't actually make much difference to John as long as he could keep him close in some capacity.)

And then John has magic apparently and shit gets worse and worse and worse and worse and then John watches M—'s best friend shoot herself and in a moment of desperation catches her soul and becomes aware of earth's. And half from the trauma of witnessing that, half from the sheer overload of awareness he's suddenly processing, he walks around mostly dissociated, mechanical, watching people drop like flies and pluck, pluck, plucking each of their souls, idly wondering at how it seems like everyone is fighting because of him yet doesn't even seem to notice him now. And he's so numb, almost watching from outside his body, but then A— and M— are there dragging him behind the table and holding his hands so tight that it pulls him back to himself just a little. A— cries about how John was one of the best things in his whole life, they both were, and M— repeats like a mantra that they're together, they'll go together, at least they're together. A— in a stupid moment tells them both to run and tries to play distraction, but is shot dead. A moment later, M— is dragged out and with her dying breath begs them to please just take John alive, and they shoot her too.

And "this is the part where I hurt you." John fully snaps and acts in fear and desperation as much as rage. He can fix it, he knows he can, he has to, he's sure he can figure out how. He just needs this all to stop, needs everything to stop, needs to make sure this never happens again, needs the bastards responsible to pay. They'll ruin anything they touch no matter where they go and they deserve to die, and if he dies here then who's left with the power to fix anything? He can fix everything, he can, he can, he just needs more power. C— always said he had to choose between salvation and retribution but he doesn't, it's both, the power from their deaths can help him fix it right? It's just so hard to think, the earth itself is screaming and screaming, he needs it to stop, needs everything to stop so he can think and figure out how to fix it.

But actually no in the time it took you to read that last paragraph everything already happened so fast and there are already nukes going off and it's not enough and he's tripping over bodies as he runs outside and falls to the earth and tries to eat it and can't. He's vomiting from grief and exertion and the dirt he's shoveling in his mouth. And he finally realizes he's gonna need a vessel, and in the course of a second thinks if he's doing this to her he should at least make her new form perfect, and his idea of perfect is being 7 years old playing with mum's old dolls.

And then they slip through his grasp anyway, and it's just him, and Alecto, and all these souls he snatched up, and the fear that no one will ever laugh at his jokes again, that if he was wrong about being able to figure out how to put them back together he'll just be stuck like this for eternity.

Thankfully he does! He can Fix It so it's Fine and it Definitely Didn't Matter. It matters so little and he's so totally fine with it and definitely feels he doesn't deserve blame at all but you know let's make sure to erase everyone's memories of what happened just in case. Turns out it requires a new name to have a new life but he can just alter their memories so they believe they've always had those too.

He could alter anything about them, really, could make Augustine and Mercymorn crazy about each other and make them the happiest triad there's ever been... but no, he does not want that, he wants them, as close to what they were as he can make them. He does not like change and this is already so much. At the very least he wants his same friends and partners at his side helping figure out all these changes with him.

And then he fails to account for how much time alone will change them eventually...

[isaacathom]

it is impossible for me to explain shit about my stories because these are things i ramble to myself several days in a row rehashing the same topics, but man. jalen and zayvia gay.

[viridian-house]

remembering the time I asked my ex to please make some distance between himself & my bestie because of remarks he'd made to me about her body and his response was to get home, sit on the sofa and fold his hands, and look at me and say "since you're thinking I'm cheating on you, I can only assume this means you're projecting your own guilt onto me and you're the one cheating. I'd like to look through your phone now."

and guess who ended up being the one cheating 🥲

[seoulmatez]

sobs, rin offers comfort so awkwardly bc he didn’t receive it when he needed it most

[dragons-and-yellow-roses]

Terribly upset that I am willing to put so much love and effort into a relationship and people aren't willing to put in slightly more than the bare minimum for me

[risingsunresistance]

twitter is entering their "rts > likes" phase now that likes are private after they spent years calling us ungrateful for being demotivated by ratios lmao

[florshedworf]

“grrrr i hate when people give objects ears and tail its so cringe” STFUUUUUUUU🗣️🗣️‼️‼️💥💥💥💥

[actually-eldritch]

It's all me it's aaaaalll me it's all people all the way down you know my best influence my strongest influence comes when I don't mind not receiving credit and my second strongest influence comes when I'm not afraid but the problem is that I'm always terrified and most of all, I'm starving.

[musical-chick-13]

...Well. The relief at Getting Through My Birthday (and thus having only One Major Event Day left to get through) has worn off, and I am thinking too hard about the nature of human connection again.

[ricky-horrors-whore]

don't get me wrong, it's definitely fucked me up for my entire life to come, self awareness will cure nothing, but I've always been told by my family, friends, and people who are nice to me, that no one will ever want me or date me for no real reason, like, sure I'm nothing special or pretty but there's really nothing That wrong with me?? even in their lists and reasoning for it

like self esteem isn't even a pipe dream for me after all this, any self worth I could have in the eyes of anyone but a cat is blown to smithereens, but there's no justification for why I'm apparently "that bad"