#and this time it was like 90% done and I got cocky

[hawthornewhisperer]

hey just a quick head's up that this isn't abandoned, life just got really really busy for me this summer and I hope to have it finished and posted in the next few weeks!

old habits die screaming

Gale/Madge, rated M. Chapter One.

“Ma, where are the keys?” a deep voice called, and Madge was standing up and turning, her heart in her stomach, before she even fully placed it. She hadn’t seen him in years—two years, six months, to be exact—and she’d finally gotten used to that. So for him to show up here—no. It couldn’t be. But then her blue eyes found his grey ones and her stomach finished its plummet. He froze too, utterly motionless while two slightly younger versions of him—and a teenage girl who could only be his sister—swirled around him. He must have just come from work, since his dark slacks and white button down were hardly moving clothes, but he’d taken off the tie she knew he must have worn, and his shirt was rolled up to his elbows. God, she hated him. And she wanted him. Maybe as much as she hated him.

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[preposterousjams]

My opinion on the Latino Jason Todd headcanon

While I do understand ppl's criticism of the latino Jason todd headcanon and how its kind of racist to make the kid with parents with drug problems as the latino one, to me its more of a reclamation BECAUSE of DC's racism.

Read any 80s/90s batman issue that covers gang violence and drugs, most if not ALL of the criminals are poc; black people and latinos visibly make up the majority in the poorer neighbourhoods in Gotham. Aside from the caricaturist way they r drawn/speak, its not THAT weird cause its a reflection of irl big cities where immigrants and marginalised ppl are often forced to live in such situations, (like most of my dominican family lives in the bronx... it aint racist to say dominicans tend to flock there), BUT...the weird part is when the second a sympathetic character comes from that area, he's white and has a name thats "too fancy for the streets".

Obviously, Jason was created to look like the old robin, so I can't say that the whole "diamond in the rough" situation was purposely a tad bit racist, but its still a lil weird (especially with bruce's comment).

If Jason were a part of the overwhelming demographic in his area, the good-kid-in-a-bad-area trope has less connotations. DC is currently trying to fix this trope is by making crime alley whiter, which isn't bad but they could've just yk... humanised the non-white residents.

I also feel like the messed up way Jason was treated post-death is what makes him so relatable to latino readers. His tragic story of dying while trying to save his only living relative is turned into a lesson for newer vigilantes. Jason's particular disdain for abusers on a few occasions was twisted (by both writers and characters) into him always being dumb, reckless, cocky, angry and disobedient, always violent, never having been able to get over his upbringing. None of those things were true (he was a normal level of reckless and cocky like every other robin, not more), but its an easier narrative to digest compared to how it was in reality; a kid who worked so hard and loved even harder, died to save a woman who couldn't care less about his existence. He was an emotional AND smart kid who wanted so bad to help others get better but was remembered as too emotional (in a bad way).

THIS is the reality for many latino diasporas in day to day life; Theres no question that Latino culture is passionate and emotive, but people from other cultures assume that it is followed by instead of logical. both can coexist. emotion does not mean u have no logic. Emotions can be irrational but they aren't inherently that way, and I wouldn't say that the moments where Jason lashed out as a teenager were irrational (in og runs, not rewrites post red hood), they were mostly done to protect someone (going crazy on abusers, disobeying batman to save sheila, that time he got into a fight at school to defend his friend).

A lot of euro-centric culture is OBSESSED with the idea that rationality is separate from feelings and emotions, but not crying at a funeral doesn't mean you're better than those who do. Emotions are the basis of human ethics and morals, they define the way we interact as a collective and ignoring them does not mean they are not there. Theres no winner to a contest of who can feel the less. And the way Jason's emotions are treated (pre-rh, hes definitely unhinged afterwards lol) is so in line with how white culture tends to punish those who aren't ashamed to feel.

I TOTES UNDERSTAND that some ppl who headcanon Jason as latino are doing it for the complete opposite of reasons, like "oh here some angry emotional guy with druggie parents, haha must be latino". Its weird. I dont like it. And its only brought up so he can swear in spanish in some rlly bad text post where his emotions are getting out. But to me there's so much potential for metanarrative and commentary on how latinos are treated in media that can be exemplified through the way his character is treated. Being latino would add SO MUCH DEPTH to his character and his dynamic with the others.

[peachyiie-0]

Sanemi Nsfw Headcanons

Minors don’t interact 🚨

Warning: smut

• so to start off, let’s start off with the basics. His size.

• This man definitely has a big size, he also definitely has a few veins along the sides. But he’s definitely confident about it.

•This man was way more clueless then he thought he would be, He definitely had a lot to unpack before he got it right.

•At first he definitely had to ask about what pleasured you because he wanted to make sure he was doing it right.

•But after the first time doing it with you, this man learned a few things.

•He made sure to pay attention to every little thing. He read you like an open book.

•this man loves hearing you whine and moan. Especially since he’s the one making you do it.

• “Damn your whining so much, I fucking love it.”

• While we’re talking about sounds, let’s talk about him. This man definitely grunts or let’s out breathy moans. Especially when he’s close.

• He also definitely curses so much. Especially when he knows how good he’s doing. Your sounds is what drives him.

you lodge your head back, as a series of moans flood out your mouth. He digs deeper into your clit, continuing the pace. “A-ahh~!” You grip onto the sheets, as your eyes roll to the back of your head. “Keep going, keep making those gorgeous sounds.” He adds another finger as he deepens the pace. You then reach your climax, as juices squirt out of you you let out a sigh of relief. “Oh, don’t think I’m done with you yet. I’m just getting started.”

• Let’s talk about Oral. This man definitely is obsessed with the taste of your pussy/cock.

•He definitely can’t get over the taste. once he tasted it he can’t get enough.

• He also very much loves receiving Oral as well.

• He loves watching you as your throat deep on his cock.

•He also loves the feeling of your warm saliva all over his cock. It drives him insane.

• Let’s get into his kinks.

•He definitely has a teasing kink. This includes messing with you.

•He loves seeing your responses/ reactions.

•He also definitely has a edging kink. He loves seeing the way you beg.

• Definitely dirty talk. He knows how to do it so well your begging, especially when he mixes it with his teasing.

•Breeding kink, he definitely loves the idea of you pregnant. Just the thought gets him so exited.

• His favorite position would definitely be doggy, he loves it.

•But he also would definitely loves missionary positions. Especially since he gets the chance to show off his strength. Gosh, this man’s definitely overly cocky about it.

Y/n positioned their leg above his shoulder as they laid in a 90 degree angle. Sanemi grabbed onto their leg for support as he began pounding into them. “F-fuck..~” he grunted under his breath as he picked up the pace. “A-Ahh..!!~” they let out a series of cries as he only picked up the pace from there. He then shifted them slightly up, as he continued. Y/n was drooling out the mouth as sanemi continued to fuck there brains out.

•let’s talk about his pace.

• He loves it rough.

• He wont hesitate to absolutely go Farrell. Although if you say it’s too much or you don’t like it, he’ll slow down.

• He wants you to still feel good as he fucks you, so anything that bothers you he’ll change.

•Let’s talk about his intimacy

•He’s not very soft or anything, but when he’s getting close he becomes more loving.

•He starts whispering praises to you, words of affirmation as he kisses your body.

• Sanemi is willing to do whatever, as long as your ok with it. He loves trying new things and experimenting.

•Sanemi’s stamina is through the roof. You can bet he’ll do it for hours. I mean he is a pillar, it’s obviously a given to have so much stamina.

•Sanemi also loves seeing how much of a mess he made of you.

•he loves seeing some bruises, bite marks, ect.

•It makes him feel proud once he sees the marks you made.

•After Care is a big priority for him. Especially if he’s been rough.

•He’ll give you cuddles and kisses.

• He’ll clean you up.

•He’ll make sure he didn’t over do it and check everywhere.

•He’ll praise you and tell you how good you did.

•just the basic important stuff.

You laid close to him as he gave you soft kisses along your cheek. “Did I over do it?” He whispered, checking if you were ok. Your body was brutally sore. And you had some bruises along your leg, but you couldn’t bring yourself to say anything. It’s too embarrassing. “N-no I’m fine.. just exhausted.” He then noticed your leg was shaking slightly as you tried to shift it. “Your sore, aren’t you.” He wasn’t asking, he already knew the truth. He could tell, I mean it wasn’t exactly unnoticeable. You nodded. He then picked you up bridal style and headed to the bathroom. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

-I hope you enjoyed this, it was really fun to write. I apologize if it was too short, I’m really tired😭 but anyway, make sure to get some rest, take a shower, eat, drink water, brush your teeth, and take good care of yourselves!! 💗

[idontknowreallyidontcare]

Husband!König has many piercings, some he regrets some he admires himself from getting.

Getting in military after many years of bullying gave him lots of confidence, you can see it. From his lines in game you can understand how cocky and sure of himself he is. He’s a colonel now yes, but he was younger too. I believe he got to hookup more from his 19’s to his late 20’s, this gave him a possibility to discover himself, what he liked and to actually explore himself as a young adult. I believe he has had a brow piercing, the hole almost totally closed because he decided it was too risky keeping one on the field (image he actually rips it off because it gets stuck in something;-; ewwww) He just took it off and never really thought about putting it back in.

Classic but I do image him having a tongue piercing. Like listen, we know König eats pussy for pleasure, he would be okay with only feasting on your pussy for the rest of his life if he could choose to. So ofc, when he started to watch porn and noticed many actors having piercings, and how hot il looked while they ate pussy, he just went with it and got one. The fact that he actually went to a piercer instead of just asking Nikto for help by sticking a mf needle in his tongue and risking an infection, is actually pure luck, because our König is also a proud mf, he takes pride in being good at anything, And why wouldn’t he be able to stick a needle in his own tongue alone! (Thank god Nikto was the one to persuade him, he would’ve gotten an infection).

NOW, König has a big cock, we all know it, he knows it, everyone knows it. And how can his big attributes be highlighted if not by some downstairs piercings??? He’s got one on his tip, unfortunately removed due to the discomfort it gave him by constantly rubbing against his TOO TIGHT pants (whore). BUT DONT BE SAD! He once stumbled across a stack of porn magazines, they were old fashioned ones, probably from late 90’s, depicting naked man and women on each and every page (lol ofc they were porn magazine.)

A model in particular captured his attention, his soft dick resting on the side of a thigh, he could see the small piercings along the under part. Thank god König is also a tech genius, he works with advanced technology every day, so a silly and fast google search brings him to what he is looking for, that strange piercing’s name. Yes everyone, a Jacob’s ladder ;). He’s got one, his dick all hot and bothered form the moment he saw that model’s picture, because he was sure that it would feel SO GOOD to be inside a nice hot pussy, feeling how after each and every thrust the piercings would drag around the insides of a girl, making a moaning mess out of her.

Yes he got one, and he was very careful with it, König is a pretty clean lad, he may not have a skincare, may not use fancy lotions and shampoos, but he knows his routine, he keeps himself clean, even more now that he got the piercings. Well I think he got them in his 30’s, he was already mature enough to understand if he could or couldn’t take care of such an important body modification, and he went for it. He got it done when he knew he’d have the most time off from work, where he knew he could spent at least a few months outside the base and actually be able to care for the wound. Very sexy mature choice woof woof bark bark snarl gnawn

He has a failed lip piercing guys, if got ripped off when a bullet hit his face and scarred a bit of his lips, destiny wanted for the bullet to be deviated exactly by his lip piercing. He’s got a bit of a trauma now, refusing to get another one, but still grateful that the first one kinda saved his life and his face from the possibility of a fucking hole being planted inside of it. He was so sexy too, you have seen a pic (yes a pic, I never see anyone talking about how they actually have technology incorporated in their lives! They take pics guys! Like boomers probably, but they do!) you may try to convince him to get one again, and who knows, maybe he’ll actually consider, but only because YOU asked!! Image now the contrast of his tongue piercing and his lip one while he eats you out, woof woof bark, I’d faint.

[whoisthispersonwow]

Hello people of tumblr! :)

I am not used to using this app but I thought i would give it a shot as the fandom works featured here are straight up the best things i've found on the internet, and the community seems just AMAZING on all regards!!! So I thought, yk, that I would share my ideas for this AU fic that perhaps maybe I would write sometimes...... idk....

Actor Bucky x Model Buck

Set in the 90s, this AU follows this rough outline : despite the 90s being a time of counterculture for the youth, (grunge, alternative movies being pushed forward and towards larger audiences) and being out of the 80s and all it entails (glam rock and so on) there was this paradoxally reinforced idea of masculinity (leather jackets, men having to be "strong", etc.) and lattent ideas of homosexuality being a "bad, filthy thing" in some places, interlinked with the misinformations concerning the HIV epidemic (if you're gay, you'll get AIDS, you'll die in a few months, all this stuff), which causes the Bucks have to hide their relationship from the public in fear of retaliation and backlash.

Buck is a male model, in a decade in which supermodels are emerging, and put on a pedestal : it's a decent job for him, despite not being a Claudia Schiffer or a Kate Moss (as female models, especially in that decade, were getting paid way more than male models, and overall just represented couture houses more than men did.). People know his face, he's had a few campaigns, but it's not enough to make him one of the A-list celebrities, not that he minds. He's slimmer than what is the norm for male models, but compensates it with his face : it is his strength as much as his weakness concerning bookings. He is known by his peers as this wise and generally kind man, not overly flairy as people can sometimes be in their industry, and overall very discreet about his personal life. He is extremely professional, a master of his craft that knows exactly what is expected of him at any time.

Bucky, on the other hand, is an actor. Freshly discovered among the rest of a new generation of actors, he climbs steadily and surely his way to the top, and has people from all over the USA watching his career with interest. He acts in movies which in our timeline would feel like "The Matrix" ; "Trainspotting" ; "Fight Club", and all of those sorts of very "mainstream yet still posessing their bit a flair" movies. He's extending his choices and taking more risks, ones that could perhaps lead him to great rewards (not that he is especially looking for it : Bucky would be content to act in a short movie by a middle schooler if it was done with love and passion.) Charming, bubbly, he is loved by many of teenage girls (and others, ofc :p). Everyone has a story about Bucky, be it good or bad. "Oh yeah, he bought me a car when mine broke down" says a make-up artist on a set. "He got so drunk he forgot I was here and punched me square in the face when i got up to pee" says his friend Curt Biddick.

(i made an ugly ass moodboard for the vibes)

-> now i'm gonna dump random infos for no particular reasons

TW : mentions of drugs, alcohol, homophobic cliches.

-They met at a party/gala of some sort for a brand, for which Buck modeled and Bucky was ambassador : it didn't click right away, but closely enough for it to feel like fate played a part in it.

-Buck is kind of excluded during parties as he's fully sober, whether it's from drugs or alcohol : a rarity, in the modeling world, and often not a welcome one.

-Bucky on the other hand, is a bit too much of a party monster : he drinks a lot, perhaps snorts a little cocaine in the bathroom, takes a little speed... Which GREATLY concerns Buck.

-Bucky is as cocky in his confidence and his career as he fears (and represses A LOT) the possibility of everything tumbling down and just going back to being nobody (THIS MAN NEEDS TO BE LOVED BY EVERYONE)

-He's terrified that fame will change him, that he will become a parody version of himself, that people will only know and like the version of himself he presents them and nothing else, not seeing his worth as a person, as an individual of flesh and feelings.

-Between the two of them, he's the one who desperately wants to tell the general audience about their relationship, not caring about the consequences, because in his eyes, love is love, and there sure as hell ain't nothing wrong with loving Gale Cleven, and people should know that he loves him, that they love each other, that they're a pair, that life only ever feels complete when they stand side by side, hanging in each other's orbits. They sometimes argue over this.

-Buck, on the other hand, wishes for their relationship to stay a secret, as he fears if it was to be known, it would taint Bucky's image, this very manly, confident and suave man, mingle it with dumb cliches (in a gay couple one is a "Folle" and the other has to be effeminate, because they're like GIRLS yk) and that it would basically ruin his career, tarnish his talent and hard work, get him blacklisted from most studios/directors and only perhaps offered type-casted roles in homophobic movies written by straight men. Buck could not stand seeing the love of his life being disgraced in the public's eyes, just because of some dumbass cliches, because of his love for him.

-Marjorie (Marge) covers for Buck. She's his front : They are seen dining together and huddling on benches by paparazzis, giggling and talking as they walk in the street, and that's enough. Their story makes people dream, these two young people who grew up together and fell in love, still a couple until this day, still loving each other as much as they did on the first day... They are a lavender couple (when both member of a relationship are queer, and use their couple to cover any suspicions) which helps making Buck and Bucky seem like just buddies. Marjorie is most likely not famous, or if so, she'd be more of a writer than anything else.

-Bucky is EXTREMELY jealous and FUMES whenever he cannot kiss Buck in public, touch him, do his little Bucky things, make Buck feel his. Despite that, he's sort of reckless and allows himself gestures that would not fly were the two men not viewed as pinacle of masculinity and a great example of brotherly love. Buck can't even bring himself to ressent him for it, and does not hold it against him : he too wishes they could hold hands on red carpets.

-Bucky is basically a disaster waiting to happen at some point, a pressure cooker dangerously whistling : he bottles everything he feels, just grits his teeth and says he's fine when dark times arise, drowns himself in alcohol and wishes to forget about his worries, thinks about simpler times when he had none at all. Gale stays by his side, no matter what, no matter his terrifying relationship with alcohol and the memories of his father.

-They live together, despite the risks : Buck couldn't bear having to say no to Bucky when he bought their appartment with a huge check from the royalties he earned over his first blockbuster. It is approprietly cozy : most of the decorum is Buck's doing, but Bucky's things still find their ways in there ; baseball posters, pictures, awards and silly little drawings on stick-it notes... It feels like home, to both of them.

-They probably have bought some sort of ranch or farm, somewhere, to run away from the city when things get crazy : they bask reverently in the fact that there, nothing they do or say matters, watching the sunsets on their patios, enjoying the melody of nature without any civilization.

That's pretty much it for now, I'll most likely add things later! :D I'm begging you to excuse any mistake I made, i'm just a poor French person trying her best. Don't hesitate to tell me how you feel and stuff, I am so nervous to make this post you can't imagine lmaoo

To end things, I guess I'll just post an extract of a wip, a written transcription of a fake interview Bucky probably had on some talk show!!! :]

[andydrysdalerogers]

To The Limit - Five

F1 Racer Johnny Storm x OFC Maya Levinson

Summary: He's been away from the sport for 2 years. He has 24 races to prove he belongs here. There are two things that could derail this: his family and her.

She's the one thing he is willing to push to the limit for.

This a sequel to my original story, "Following Team Orders" If you want to get caught up in my Formula One world, you can find it HERE

The tag list is open!

Future Warnings: references to a partner's death, cheating (but not by the MCs,) alcohol consumption, SMUT!, angst, racing incidents, language, grief, etc.

Moon Dividers by @firefly-graphics

Car divider and Banners by me!

Previous Chapter: Three

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Two Years Ago 

Johnny 

I closed the door to my suite and ran a hand through my hair.  Ferrari was “kind” enough to allow me to stay here and booked me a flight home since the news of my firing was being withheld until after the holidays.  Nick said something about the sponsor or whatever.  Frankly, I tuned him out after he told me I wasn’t being re-signed.  

But now I face Molly.  We had one night together a couple of months ago and she’s now pacing back and forth.  I took her in as I waited for her to speak. She was a beauty. Chestnut hair that fell to the middle of her back, dark blue eyes and a body that could make any man fall to his knees.  I was willing to spend several nights with her, but she disappeared the morning after.  I asked Liv what happened, and she had no idea.  

“Johnny, I’m really sorry for ghosting you like that.” Molly is ringing her hands over and over.  “I just... I’ve never done that before and...” 

I take her hands in mine.  “Hey, hey, hey, breathe Molly. Take a deep breath.” She inhales. “Slowly let it out.” She follows my directions, but I can still feel her trembling in my hands. “What’s going on?” 

A single tear falls down her cheek.  

“Johnny, I’m pregnant.”  

Present 

When you are a cocky bastard like I was, you don’t make a lot of friends. I had Charles but that was about it. At least, until Olivia.  

Olivia Williams, now Rogers, was a force of nature.  She is the sixth woman to compete in Formula One and the only female champion.  When she came here, every red-blooded man thought the same thing: I want to bang her.  And trust me, I took my shot, but she very nicely put me down.  The day we became friends was one of her worst days.  I didn’t take advantage, though lord knows I would have but she was my fellow driver, my co-worker, my sister at arms.  She needed me to be her brother in that moment and I was.  

We talked more after that.  Hung out and got to know each other. I knew about her assumed unrequited love with her racing partner, Steve. I knew about how she had thrown herself into dating his best friend, Bucky. She was lost but I tried to be her anchor in the storm.  She was under a lot of pressure and Rogers did not make that easier.  

I was happy for them, truly, when they both got their heads out of their asses and finally got together. And I was able to make friends with Steve and Bucky. Besides Charles, I am closest to Liv and that’s how I find myself at their house in London a week before Australia. I sipped my coffee as my son bounced on Steve’s knee and he “baby talked” with him, blowing raspberries on his little round belly.  

Ever seen a six-foot, two-time champion talk baby talk with a 15-month-old? It so disgustingly cute. 

“Practicing?” I comment to him as Mattie giggles from the raspberries on his belly. Mattie babbles a little, almost ready to talk.  

“Absolutely.” Steve is beaming and that’s rare for a man I know to be serious 90% of the time.  He’s only ever chill when it comes to Olivia except when he’s in protective mode.  

Liv comes in with a plate of cookies and a bottle for Mattie. “Can I feed him?” she asks. I nod and she takes my son into her arms.  “Here we go, Mattie, some milky to help you sleepy,” she coos. The little shit always bats his lashes at a pretty girl, especially Liv.  

“I would say something about having your boy backing off my woman but he’s just too damn cute,” Steve says as he takes a sip of his coffee. “Thank god he takes after his mother.”  

“Flick off Roger,” I reply, grabbing a cookie.  

“Flick? Really?” 

"I’m trying not to swear in front of my kid. He’s so close to talking and the last thing I need is his first word to be a swear. Molly would have my ass.” I stop as I realize what I said. I swallow and try not to let the mood go down.  

Steve changes his temperament quickly. “Hey, sorry, guess it something I should learn now with my own baby coming.”  

“Yeah,” I chucked flatly. “Babies change everything.  Most of the time for good.”  I run a finger of my son’s cheek as he sucks on his bottle. I hate that he’s getting big.  soon he’ll be talking and walking away from me. He’s so close to walking.  

We sit quietly for a few minutes as Mattie drifts off.  I take him from Liv and put him in the portable crib Liv and Steve keep for me in their house.  “Have a good nap, Slugger.” I head back out to the garden and sit.  

“Not that I don’t love when you visit, Torch, but I’m surprised you're here. I thought you would be at the factory or something.” 

“I needed some advice, and I knew if I didn’t bring Mattie, you’d castrate me.”  

Liv smiles and shrugs. “I love my godson, sue me.”  

I snort. “Yeah, well, I do have kind of a big problem.” I take a sip of my own coffee. “You know how Ari agreed to keep Mattie away from the spotlight and helping me and Susie with privacy?” They nod and I continue. “Our PR rep found out.”  

“Maya?” I nod. “Oof, I know she didn’t take that well.”  

“She doesn’t know.” I look at the ground. 

“That he’s your son or...” 

“No, I said he is my son, but she doesn’t know the whole story. She doesn't know... she doesn’t know about Molly or anything.” Liv tries to speak but Steve stops her to let me continue. “We ran into Maya as we were leaving, and I got us out of there without an explanation. I’ve been dodging her calls and just following my scheduled as instructed.  But with the race weekend coming up I know my avoiding time is coming to an end.”  

Steve studies me for a bit.  “You like her.”  A statement not a question.  

“Yeah, I do.  She’s nice or whatever.” I explain us meeting at the gala and having a great night but then a week later, Molly came back and I let go of Maya in my mind. I shake myself from the memories. “I haven’t felt like this in a long time.”  

“You want to go out with her,” Steve continues.  

“She has a boyfriend.  She’s dating that Sainz guy.” I grit my teeth. “The guy who took my spot.”  

“Easy, Torch.” Liv touches my arm. “He got hired after.”  

“Whatever,” I shrug her off. “Either way, I have to give her an explanation and I’m just not sure what to say.”  

“Be honest,” Steve offers. “She may not be with him forever and you never know. I wish I had done that with Liv. It would have saved us a lot of heartache.” Liv nods in agreement and leans her head on his shoulder. “That's my opinion at least.”  

Honesty. Why didn’t I think of that.  

Maya 

Being the public relations person for a Formula One team is not as easy as stats and winners.  the public is invested in the team, the cars, the drivers that, when I started, I had to take notes on things I hear over the radio and ask Ari about them later. Nowadays, I know everything that is happening with the team.  

Except for Johnny Storm 

The shock I felt when he introduced his son to me hasn’t lessened in the two weeks since. He has a son. A beautiful son who is his duplicate except for his hair.  He has chestnut waves compared to Johnny’s blond. He didn’t look more than a year old.  

How did he keep a secret like this from the world? I investigated and searched everything on the man. The last article that he was in before his return was an obituary. That was odd and I disregarded it.  The last article before that was about his dismissal from Ferrari.   

That was handled with the grace of a rhinoceros.  Ferrari did him dirty. I was angry when I read the releases. They didn’t even give him a chance to shop; they just let his contract run out on the promise of a renewal.  Then to announce Carlos less than an hour later, I would have fired my PR team for it and then raised hell with management.  

Johnny was a beloved driver on and off the track. He did so much for Ferrari and suddenly he was gone.   

And now I know why.  

It didn't make sense before, why didn’t he approach other teams.  He had a baby to take care of.  That leads to more questions, like where is his mother and why is his sister caring for his son.  How did no one know?  

Johnny is an enigma. Before, he was a hot head speed demon. Fearless on the track.  He was good, great even. Why Ferrari let him go is everyone’s guess.  Only Nick Fowler would know. I would love to solve this.  

But I would need Johnny to answer my fucking calls.  

First thing in PR is that you have to know everything. Nothing can remain a secret, especially if you are trying to keep a secret. This led to a confrontation with my brother... 

I stormed into his office, slamming the door closed. “Ari, are you trying to kill me?” 

He put down the report he was reading. “Maya...” 

“No! You can’t keep things from me, especially when it could lead to a shitstorm.  He has a kid that no one knows about!” 

“I know! He told me before he accepted the job.”  Ari sit against his desk, legs and arms crossed. “I know it's a big deal but he’s just trying to protect his son and his past.”  

“And I can help with that if I was read in!” I huffed in exasperation. “I need to know everything, Ari, you know this.  The best defense is the best offense. You need to get him to talk to me.”  

“Alright, alright. I’ll talk with him. But give him some grace Maya. Listen to his story before you pass your PR judgment.”  

Now, I was waiting for Johnny to finish up with practice. The Australian sun is unforgiving to the cars today and everyone is struggling with tires. But I can hear the frustration in his voice. The car is not handling the way he wanted, losing force on the straight away. This isn’t the sun causing problems.  

Johnny: tell me the engineers are seeing this. It’s fucking ridiculous   Liv: they are on it Torch 

Johnny: I have so much more power out of the corners. The front right is struggling on the straight.   Liv: copy 

I turn and look at Ari. He has a grimace and makes a note on his notebook. I snort at the image. My brother is still so old school. Like he doesn’t have a bank of monitors and computers not to mention his phone to use. “Dinosaur,” I mumble under my breathe. Liv heard me and changed her chuckled to a cough to cover up.  

Liv calls out to Johnny to box the car. I watch as our silver arrow comes in and watch the mechanics pull the car into the garage and start cooking it down. Once parked, Johnny climbs out rather calmly for someone who is very frustrated.  

Ari walks right up to him. “Tell me what you’re feeling?” Johnny looks at him lost. “How did the car feel?” 

Johnny looks pensive, as if he’s trying to find the right words. “It pulls,” he starts, “as soon as I hit the corner. When I exit at the straight, I feel the cars downforce struggle like extra weight is being added. Once I can get enough force to move, it too late to take advantage of DRS.”  

“Ok good.” Ari smiles a little. “Anything else?” 

Johnny stares at him but what he says next leaves me curious.  “I don’t feel connected to the car. I feel like we aren’t one yet. I used to feel that but right now I feel like an imposter.”  

“There,” Ari points at him. “That’s what I’m looking for.  You need to reflect and think about that. You aren’t an imposter. You are a Formula One driver.  You need to let go of everything on the outside and feel the car like it's a part of you.”  

“I can’t do that,” Johnny argues back. He glances at me but doesn’t stop.  “I can’t not think about him and what would happen if something happened to me. I’m the only one he has.”  

“Storm, you are not alone in this.  Matthew is not alone. He is surrounded by this team, this family. You must trust that while you have car, we have Mattie and you.  We’ll do our best to get you back to you son every time. But you need to let go of the fear that is holding you back.”  

“I don’t know how.” Johnny looks defeated, like he’s failing. 

“That’s ok. We do have the team psychologist. Talk to her and see what she can do to help.  I know it's been hard without...” my brother pauses, and I make a note of that. Ari clears his throat. “But I want you to succeed. For yourself, your son.”  

I’m impressed that Ari didn’t mention the team.  He’s in charge of the team, has to care about its wellbeing. But right now, he’s a friend, a mentor. I decide to speak up. “Johnny, you don’t have to worry about press. I’ll coach you on what to say so we can downplay the difficulties with the car.” 

He finally looked at me and then nodded.  

“Good. Head back to the hotel and rest.” Ari looked at me. “After you meet with Maya.” Well, that’s one way to get what I want. I give Johnny a PR smile. He clenches his jaw in reaction. He’s not happy to talk to me but I have no idea why. “Let’s head to the conference room,” Ari suggests, dismissing the rest of the team. Liv follows Johnny, arm and arm, speaking quietly to each other. I frown at that. Ari leaned down. “They are best friends. Him, her, Charles, Bucky and Steve. Don’t let your PR brain go to hard.”  

I sighed. “Ok.” I walk into the conference room and Liv is sitting next to Johnny. “Liv, what are you doing?” 

“Johnny asked me to be here,” she replied, narrowing her eyes at me. Wow, she’s got momma bear look down pat. I just nod and take a seat across.  Ari hangs out in the back leaning against the sideboard with his signature arms cross.  

Johnny looks at everyone and sighs. “Two years ago, a one-night stand told me she was pregnant. And then eight months later, my wife died, and I was left with my son.”  

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[mugglebornmarvelite]

What have you been writing recently?

Pull up chair and get comfy...

1) A Peter Parker x Reader, a separate one-shot/or series, where Peter is the reader's older brother's best friend. And the reader's friends are encouraging her to go on a date and she gets a date, but she's nervous because it's been years since her last date. So who does she go to for help? Peter Parker. The boy who teased her relentlessly, saw all of her most embarrassing moments and she maybe had a small (HUGE) crush on the guy when she was younger. She definitely did not have a crush on him anymore.

2) Another Peter Parker x Reader, with the Golden Retriever energy x Black Cat energy. The reader always refuses to go to bed without him, so she sleeps on the couch, catnapping until he gets home (pun intended). So she's always scolds him, but rushes around to make sure he's not hurt and comfortable after saving the city.

3) Another Peter Parker x Reader, with the Golden Retriever energy x Black Cat energy. He comes home from patrol, is sore and the reader offers to give him a massage. And, of course, Peter is a cocky, cheeky bastard.

4) A Bucky Barnes x Sunshine Avenger Reader. I'm still working on getting their ✨origins✨ right.

5) A Bucky Barnes x Sunshine Avenger Reader. Like in the earliest, he doesn't take well to her and is condensing and mean, but that's mostly because he sees her innocence and her sweetness and he doesn't want to world to ruin her, so he wants to be the one to toughen her up, but his logic is not logical, because every single time she is sad or tired, he wants to comfort her.

6) A Bucky Barnes x Sunshine Avenger Reader. We know he has nightmares and probably doesn't get much sleep and she comes down for tea and she yaps and she annoys him, but soothes him. And he can go to sleep.

7) And another A Bucky Barnes x Sunshine Avenger Reader, I'm thinking of making a part two to Snowball Fight and Bucky is actually playing this time.

8) I have a Sherlock Holmes x Nurse-in-training Reader, who's from America, studying in London, because she got a great scholarship. She's their neighbor, she gets pulled into the misadventures of Sherlock and John. And it's set to take place in Season 2 into Season 3 because something big and traumatic happens plot wise. And when I watched it, I thought "Well, damn, this would make for a great plot."

9) And I also have a Dr. Strange x Tony's niece/Apprentice Reader because I'm trying to try new things 😭

10) Also, I've been loving doing aged up ones. Husband and Father Peter Parker x Reader, where Peter is sick and the house is quieter with him sick and bed and their daughter asked to go see him and she give him her stuffed animal because that'll make him feel better. And Husband and Father Bucky Barnes x Reader and their daughter is putting on a little fashion show, modeling her dresss for him and he literally wants to buy the whole store because she looks so precious.

Yeah....I went overboard....

But anyways...

1, 2, 5, 6, 7 are going to come out first, at least I hope so.

Or if someone has a request, I'll try to put that out first.

My schedule got thrown off, but I'm trying to make up for it.

These are all like 90% done, but I keep writing them, deleting them and rewriting them 🤧

[joethetoonfanandoutcast]

Thoughts on Scamp's Adventure

I wanted to do a script of characters watch and react to this film, but I couldn't decide which characters to use and roast this film properly, so I'll just criticize it right here.

This film might have been fun when I was a kid but as I got older and rewatched it, it became one of the direct-to-video Disney sequels I disliked.

The animation: one of the only redeeming qualities.

The songs:

* "Welcome Home" - just a standard "good morning to the whole town" song that doesn't seem to match a Lady and the Tramp setting and all to show their life in their hometown is great, that they wouldn't change it for anything and that they're getting ready for the 4th of July picnics. Not really inspiring there.

* "A World Without Fences" - I like the 'wanting to be free' theme, but it'd be better from a different character and a different perspective, and not Scamp, as...well, you'll see why, if you haven't already.

* "Junkyard Society Rag" - hardly catchy at all, and though I like Jess Harnell, he's not the best singing voice for a Chazz Palmenterri character, and it was hard to take any of the dogs serious in this number.

* "I Didn't Know That I Could Feel This Way" - I actually thought this song was touching but should have been done with different characters in a different franchise, as I'm not really into Scamp/Angel like I thought I was as a kid. Though, it's also great to hear Herc's singing voice (Roger Bart) and Meg's voice (Susan Egan) having a duet.

* "Always There" - standard sad times montage song just put in there to add length to the film under the "film must be 90 minutes or at least longer than 60" rule

And I liked the pop title ballad version of "Bella Notte" (the song from the original) though it had nothing to do with this film's plot and this film isn't really worth sitting through just to get to that as we see the names of the people involved in this film roll.

The characters:

* Scamp - he's supposed to be a role model to rebellious kids everywhere and we're supposed to find him cute, but honestly, he's rather a spoiled, annoying, cocky, deluded jerkass who's disrespectful to his own father. He may have learned a lesson at the end, but that doesn't save him from winning a "Butthole Protagonist" award, and he doesn't seem to be deserving of a girlfriend either for his actions. Also, it's weird having a grown man, Scott Wolf, voice a pup when he didn't sound young at all.

* Angel - she's supposed to be this perfect girl designed to be the main character's love interest, and while I don't hate her, I find few faults with her. For example, she looks like she could be Scamp's sister and she does end up being his sister in the end (not biologically, but through adoption from the Dears, yet people still want them to be a thing), and she has this bad girl attitude which is supposed to be charming, but it doesn't come off as charming when they're both pint-sized pups. Maybe it'd come off as charming if they were anthros, but not their canon forms.

* Tramp - sadly been struck with the "Simba Sequel Syndrome"

* Lady - The writers sadly did her dirty. She was the main character of the first one and now she's demoted to the wife/mother of main character who gets less lines in favor of the spouse and offspring, just like Nala. And what's worse, is there are no interactions between her and Scamp, to view if THEY would have any connection whatsoever. It's just Scamp and connection with his dad and his selfish dreams of running off to be a wild dog.

Her role is pretty much summed up in this scene:

"Tramp: Like it or not, you are a part of this family, and until you start acting like it, you can just get used to being out here every night!

Tramp left and went inside in anger, while Lady watched Scamp jump on the roof of the dog house. She gave a hopeless sigh, and went inside as well, leaving Scamp alone to calm down."

Honestly, it shouldn't even be called "Lady and the Tramp II", just have it called "Scamp's Adventure" or "Scamp" and regard it as a spin-off since it's his film.

* Annette, Danielle and Collette - it's kind of dumb having them just being carbon copies of each other with no individual personality or characteristics other than "we like baths" or "we're the perfect children and Scamp's a selfish brat" without even remote compassion for him. And two of them are voiced by Kath Soucie. Nothing against her, but it seemed repetitive to have Kath voice all female children in late 90's-early 2000's Disney cartoons, and I don't like her voicing unlikable girls in cartoons with that kind of voice (such as Jenna from Clifford the Big Red Dog, one of the stepsisters from Happily N'Ever After, and others).

* The Junkyard Dogs - they just come off as pale knock-offs of Dodger and the Downtown Dogs from Oliver & Company. They've got a street-smart leader (Buster to Dodger), a tall, sly, attractive female added in there for furbait though contributes little to the plot and hardly anyone talks to (Ruby to Rita), a diminutive dog with an accent (Francois to Tito), a big doofus (Mooch to Einstein), and the remaining member (Sparky to Francis). And like Fagin called his dogs "boys", ignoring Rita's gender, Buster called them all boys, as if no one cared about Ruby's gender

Disney could have tried to make them more likable and unique but this had to be all about Scamp, and we've already got Jock, Trusty, the Dears and Scamp's family having to return as supporting characters.

Of course, out of all of them, Buster is by far the one that is truly loathsome. He's like a mixture of Dodger, Roscoe and/or Desoto with the smug "I'm better than you" attitude and the jock the new kid at high school foolishly looks up to and wants to be like, even if it means getting himself killed in an initiation. And another sickening quality about him is that he constantly flirts with the lead female, Angel, calling her his girl. I just can't stand those characters who are the alpha male who thinks they're entitled to the most intelligent female among the group.

The dog cronies themselves aren't really terrible, and they have subtle sympathy towards Scamp and Angel, but they're still not charming enough. They even laughed like cronies. They seem like nice dogs, but the writers could have done better with them. And remember how I mentioned that Buster referred to them all as "boys", ignoring Ruby and Angel being girls like Fagin ignored Rita's gender? Well, someone at the studio, SOMEONE could have the decency to correct that mistake and have them correct Buster.

Speaking of Ruby, she didn't have much lines at all, as she suffers the same problem with all cartoon Salukis and Afghan Hounds: sentenced to strictly being background furbait with appealing design yet no focus or qualities to make them more likable, and one thing that bothers me is that she and Angel seem to share no positive feels toward each other or negative towards each other, because back in the 2000's, there didn't seem to be a lot of positive female relationships written in cartoons. I really want someone to write a story with them being friends.

As a kid, I oddly enough hardly noticed her myself and didn't even know she was a girl, and it doesn't help that Buster said "boys". Seriously, why do animators and writers not pay enough attention to background characters?

* The Dogcatcher - weak antagonist with an annoying Don Knotts impression given by Jeff Bennett (who did better with the impression as Jonathan the Seagull on Puppy Dog Pals). I didn't even like this character as a kid.

* Otis - a psychotic annoying Rob Paulsen-voiced character no one ever asked for and was not necessary but someone at the Disney animation studio decided to throw in just to keep Rob employed (what, Rob wasn't already voicing plenty of other characters at the time?).

The story itself: boring, lazy, tiresome, predictable, and doesn't really do the first Lady and the Tramp any justice. That's why I decided that doing a word-for-word fanmake of it isn't worth spending time over. JusSonic would be willing to do something like it, but I'm not. I gave him a transcript and summed up the sequel to his version for 2009, so that's enough.

However, it is not the worst Disney sequel ever made. It's fine to watch at least once (and maybe only once). In honesty, I prefer watching the original or the live-action remake of the original over this. And honestly, I feel this should have been remade, not for the sake of nostalgia, but to make it better.

[rebel-holiday]

Church Jock

(A Story About My First Time)

Written by: Rebel Holiday (r3b3lholiday@gmail.com )

Audio Version Available Here: Patreon.com/RebelHoliday

Damien was 5'9 and very athletic. He played on his school's football team and it showed. He had these thin lips that always found themselves in a smirk. He smelled like a cold night on the beach. I met him at church. We were part of the same Youth Group.

I'm not sure why, but he took an instant liking to me. He sat next to me during mass one Sunday. He caught me singing along with the choir. "You've got a voice Ed." He said with a smile.

After mass that day, we joined the rest of our Youth Group at the park. But we didn't stay with the group. For some reason he wanted to spend some time with just me a bit aways from the small party.

We tossed a football back and forth. I wasn't very good at it. "You're not very sporty are you?" He asked.

I replied. "No. But I do love Sporty Spice." It was the 90's.

"You're a funny guy" He said, mussing my hair up.

"Please don't do that." I asked.

I hated when guys touched my hair. Of course he took it as a cue to really rile me up. "Let me show you some wrestling moves" he said, as he picked me up and pinned me down to the grass.

He straddled my waist. His butt was practically on my cock. He arched over and pinned my hands over my head. He was face to face with me. I could feel his breath on my mouth as he said "You're not struggling."

I smiled back at him. At his smirky cocky face. "I don't want to." That was when he leaned it next to my face, and lightly kissed me.

*****************

A week later, Damien was in my bedroom one late Saturday night. He was sleeping over. Boys were allowed to sleep over.

I've never had a boy like Damien sleep over. For starters, he slept in his boxers. I was still in pajamas. Damien had this body that looked like it was sculpted on. He had these toned arms, a very tight torso, and his legs were amazing. I felt very inadequate next to him. And he was right next to me. In my bed, midnight, in nothing but his boxers.

It was late, and I should've been dozing off by now, but my mind was on too many things. This beautiful boy was in my bed and he liked my company.

"You seem tense Ed" He noticed.

I was tense.

"Just relax" He said.

Well, if he wants me relaxed, that's what I'll be. I rested my head on his muscular shoulder. He adjusted and put his arm around me, letting me rest my head on his chest instead. I caressed his pectoral muscles. My fingertips on his chest must've done something to him, because next thing I know, he's adjusting his crotch. I had to adjust mine too. He noticed my hand on my dick.

"What's going on here" he asked. His hand reached towards my crotch. I could feel his hand holding my dick over my pajama bottoms.

"I'm sorry" I said.

"You don't have to be sorry for that." He said. He looked at me as he held my cock in his hand. "Can I?" He asked.

"Okay" I said.

He pulled my bottoms down and started to lower his mouth down to my waist. My cock met his mouth. I could feel his lips pressing down on my shaft. I could feel his saliva lubing up my penis. I started to breath heavily. I was also trying to keep quiet so I don't wake up my church going parents.

After 20 minutes of awesome mouth stroking from Damien, I decided to return the favor. I sat him up and I took a good look at his perfect body. I started nibbling on his nipples.

"Oh whoa." he said. I don't think he was expecting it to feel that good. "That might be better than a blow job bro."

I started to go down on his throbbing cock. It was obviously waiting to be serviced. He muffled his moans by biting on his fist as I used both my mouth and my hands to pump up his veiny member.

"Would u rather have me blow you, or suck on your nipples." I asked after awhile.

"Please suck on my nipples." He begged.

I straddled my naked body onto his as I slowly went to town on his chest. My tongue went from his nipples, to his biceps, to his underarms.

"Jesus christ Ed." He whispered. "Where did you learn all of this?"

The truth is, I was just going by what his body was telling me it wanted. Before this, I have never had a sexual encounter. I was listening to his body.

We began to kiss. Mouth to mouth. Our tongues swirling around each other. I could feel his cock pocking at my backdoor. The spit and sweat covered head of his cock grazed my hole lightly. "Oh God." He moaned, while still kissing me.

I loved how his dick felt rubbing against my hole. I started bouncing on it. The head of his penis against my quivering hole lubed up with my own sweat, saliva and his precum.

"You like that?" I asked.

"Yes" he managed to say.

His head started to make his way inside of me. I could feel my hole expand and his jock cock made his way into my hungry hole. I started riding him and he looked at me with his mouth wide open in surprise.

"Jesus christ Ed." he whispered again.

He grabbed onto my waist, taking control. He slammed my tiny body onto his cock. Thrusting himself inside of me. I couldn't help but gasp.

He picked me up and laid me on my back. I held my legs and spread them wide open for him, as he slowly entered me again. I had to shove a pillow in my face or I was going to wake up the whole damn neighborhood. We were breathing heavily. He was hitting me in all the right spots. I could feel my body start to sweat more. His sweat started dripping onto me as he started thrusting faster and faster. Without even touching my dick, I could feel my orgasm start to arrive.

"I think I'm coming." I said.

"oh fuck" he groaned.

I came a huge load as he started to tense up and drive his dick as far into me as he could. I could feel his warm jizz shoot inside of me as my tense hole helped squeeze the cum out of him. He collapse on top of me. His dick slid out of my hole as his erection died down. All that could be heard was our heavy breathing.

"Jesus christ Ed."

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°˖✧My Top 3 Comfort Characters✧˖°

☆I introduce these Lovely Fictional Men who had always given Meaning to my Life☆ ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡.:*♡

1. Guzma

(Pokemon SM, USUM and Masters)

I LOVE GUZMA!  ♡( ´ ▽ ` )♡

I've been in love with him since he was introduced in the Pokemon Sun and Moon game trailers back in August 2016 and it's all thanks to his swag, cockiness and punk aesthetic. Goth Punk boys are my ultimate weakness and Guzma is a combination of Goth Punk hard as nails and Hip Hop swag. His design plus his backstory was the best part of the game and since then, I couldn't get enough of him. He's everything I want from a guy. (≧▽≦)

Speaking of his backstory, he by far is the most relatable character to me. I can easily understand his frustrations and empathize with his inner pain and desire to prove his worth. Learning from his struggles and redemption made me love him even more.

Therefore, he'll always be my no. 1 favorite character and maybe forever? ଘ(੭ˊ꒳​ˋ)੭✧*:・ﾟ

2. Junkrat (Overwatch)

I can't get enough of this crazy, loveable bloke!

Before discovering Guzma and just when Overwatch was new (around May or June 2016 I think), I saw some random game screenshots and hot art of Junkrat in Tumblr. You know I’m CRAZY for Goth Punk Boys! So Mad Max Punk Junkrat immediately caught my attention.  

But not too long, Guzma came to my life and swept off my feet! And for a time I forgot about Junkrat. Poor baby. That happens when a lot of hot characters are introduced in a very short period of time. (っ´ω`)ﾉ(╥ω╥)

Last month, I remembered Junkrat when I found my collection of old hot fanart of him. Thus, rekindling my love for him. It's kind of unusual for me to like him because I'm usually into muscly men, although he still is well toned but on the skinny side. But it's the crazy personality that I loved the most about him.

  I both love Guzma and Junkrat! They’re two different men. One is cocky while the other is maniacal, but they’re both Wild Punks which is why I  LOVE the two of them!

3. Ramsay (Gigantic)

I discovered him after a friend of mine mentioned about the character during our online chat. After searching him up, I realized I have the hots for Ramsay! (ᗒᗨᗕ) I feel so bad not knowing about him sooner. I don’t know why I wasn’t familiar with the game or the character, maybe I missed him or he got drowned by the more popular games like Overwatch and Pokemon.

  Ramsay is like a combination of Guzma and Junkrat. I love his overall appeal! I love his design, his clothes, that smug look, cocky attitude and roguish personality. And that Punk Hair! Also he’s so sexy to brandish his blade coated with poison fruit juices. σ(≧▽≦σ)～♡ ヽ(o´∀`)ﾉ♪♬♫•*¨*•.¸¸♪ So there you have it folks, but I'm not done yet with my mushy ramblings. Guzma may be my no. 1 but I'm still debating on who’s the hottest among the three of them. I just don’t know I’m so confused now.  ლ(¯ロ¯"ლ)

But the main reason why I love these men is because I find them very unique and highly appealing. What do they have in common? Their big personalities, wild looks and penchant for trouble. I have a feeling that they were inspired by 80s and 90s troublemaker characters that I enjoyed watching when I was a kid. Gosh, I still never overcame my love for bad boys. (⁄⁄>⁄▽⁄<⁄⁄)

[abishekmuses]

10/4/24 00.25

Today I literally have no idea what I'm going to be writing about - so this will be a super stream-of-consciousness like post.

First off, let me start my reviewing my day so far. As I write this, it's about half past midnight. It's been a reasonable day. Nothing crazy. I did manage to start off my 2 pomodoro medicine thing. Which is something. Not nothing for sure. I'm 30 and i'm starting to study medicine - this is my reality. I told myself that I should stop doing the pointless exercise of thining back to 2014 or 2012 and castigating myself for not doing it then. I've been doing this exercise for a long time and it's utterly pointless.

Might as well get with the reality and start now. Last few days have been interesting in that I've been seized with a manic lust for life, experiences, pleasures and adventures. the Abishek of the last few days is the roving adventurer. The insatiable maniac. The one whose energies just want to bounce endlessly. I've also been feeling extremely sexual. My loins are on fire! I can't seem to get my mind off the idea of women for more than a coupleo f hours at a time. Suddenly, i realise with a vengeance, as it were, that there are hot women around and that they have belly buttons and nupples and they do such things as take men's penises in their mouths. It's been wild. But i want to reiterate to myself that I chose this period of celibacy intentionally and volitionally. I wonder how I can get myself into that frame of mind that I occupied in the beginning of this period.

Hmmmm.

I was also thinking yesterday how even as an adolescent, i was aware of my "body" "holding me back" by getting nervous - I remember talking about it to sudhan for example. My answer back then was to "interfere" with the mind and make it not so - try and defeat my anxiety with cockiness - basically forcing myself to do the thing- get on stage, talk to the girl etc. I want to remember those times of my life more through writing. Let's get there someday. So far, so much of my emotions and thoughts revolve around the "problem period" since 2012 - actually even later? I wonder why I'm so predisposed to high heart rate etc. I can't even remember when this started. I think it was always the case. I just think i didn't notice it. I didn't have any awareness about it. I remember ayesha telling me not to get excited. I remember stuff like that. I remember renu telling me that with weed i finally "stopped bouncing off the walls". i think i was always like this - but i guess there was an additional component that complicated it when I started having real problems in life - when I got expelled, started cheating on sandra and feeling major guilt about it, started sleeping days and spending nights drinking, lying to my parents, doing lots of drugs, spending entire months away from school etc - this added a whole new layer to that natural predisposition towards sympathetic arousal.

I am quite excited about planning a few trips after all this monasticism. I'm thinking hampi, goa, rishikesh but let's see how it all works out. There's a lot more of this to be done. I also remembered today that one of the major components of this 90 day thing was physical transformation - and it's kind of on hold right now because of the back injury. But i think that's an excuse. My sleep cycle has been fucked - that's the major problem - i feel like I don't have time and I feel like i'm always behind - plus all the emotional release of course. So, this is good. I think I'll read some osho and go to sleep fairly early today. Then, I'll be able to get up and have two proper sadhana sessions from tomorrow and maybe do a nice and proper rehab session in the evening?

By doing my rehab properly - even though it's not "high yield"- feeling or "high impact", i show myself that I value my body's mobility and functionality. I show myself that i learn from my lessons and that I'm committing to a life of physical mastery. Now would be a great moment to remind myself of that socrates thing.

I really enjoyed my call with Runar today - there's always something so life-affirming and joyful about these copywriting sessions we have. I don't know what it is - maybe it allows me to live out this fantasy of an alternate reality where im a creative ad-agency worker or something? i don't know. I just love it though!

I feel behind on things a bit - substack, essays, writing more content deliberately, going through those tabs, building my personal brand, doing outreach for more writing work etc. Not to mention write all that content for ONiO and actually make good on my commitment to make 1500$ by the end of last week lol!

Let's get up in the morning and hit the road running?

What do I want to get done tomorrow?

finish at least 3 articles? or let's say 2 conservatively. As a rule! but aim for 3

make more content for linkedin

extensive rehab

two shambhavis

early pomodoro finish

reading!!!! (just for fun) - to be able to do that with a free mind, I need to finish all the other stuff earlier and fast!!!!

Ok i'll write my affirmations now, read some osho (but chocolate first!) and go to sleep!

[yourubersawcrit]

James said yes, so...

How good are the TF2 mercs on gacha games?

First of all, we have to specify the hypothetical limits! Most gacha games have a guarantee after 100 pulls. But we'll use the 180 guarantee with a 50/50 chance to get the limited character or weapon after 40 to 100 pulls! One can always pull more for copies that make those characters stronger, but at the cost of dealing with the 50/50 again.

There are single pulls, which give you the chance of getting good or the limited characters consecutively, though it's very random. 10 pulls have a guarantee for a good character, and you can get so many copies on those 10!

Pyro is one of the luckiest, with no doubt! They are always pulling for the most beautiful —in terms of outfit design— characters and gets them usually at 50 to 70 pulls, winning the 50/50s. Never gets a copy though. Only one time they weren't able to get a character and had to spend some money; Pyro is still mad about it, and the rest of the mercs make fun of them losing their F2P status.

Demo and Soldier are those players that make reunions every time a new cool character or a returning one appears, for them to pull together on a circle; they think it makes them luckier! Which, funnily enough, helps, as they win most 50/50s with copies on the same 10 pull. And if that doesn't work, they spend money, too much even. Both tend to pull for big DPSs with AoE damage just for the fun of it.

Heavy is more inclined to characters with consisting damage, which are not usually made. He's a saver, checking the Betas and thinking of the ideal synergies to deal incredible damage! Since he waits for said characters, Heavy tends to get copies at a regular pity —70 to 90 per copy—. F2P and proud of it.

Engineer, oh, he's the nerdiest theorycrafter! If a merc wants to know about a character's maximum potential and synergies, they go to Engie and ask him, he'll make any character work and that's a threat. He is lucky in general —50 to 80 pulls, loses some 50/50s—, sometimes will go for copies if he finds it necessary to min-max. Small spender.

Sniper is the biggest F2P ever. Most of the time he's busy, so he doesn't farm much to pull for the characters he wants, tells the team that is not a big deal and cries about it inside his van. After that, he goes to a special location in game to make a so-called "pull ritual" to give himself luck. If he doesn't get the character he farms until feeling burnout. Sniper's luck is so unpredictable that it gives Medic a heart attack.

Speaking of Medic... He is the luckiest, that's it. He says to the team that it's not a big deal to take the gacha seriously while getting a limited character at his 50th single random pull, and then gets a copy on another single; that happens frequently and the other mercs hate him for it so much. One of his best moments was when he got four different limited ones on a 10 pull. F2P by the way, as well as a saver and theorycrafter.

Spy, biggest spender ever. He loves the luxury of having characters with all the copies as well as costumes and weapons! The problem? His luck is abysmal to the point of even being laughed at —that's why he actually spends money on those games—, always hits hard pity at 150-180 pulls. He loves doing showcases and oneshotting bosses! Likes the attention it brings.

Scout is just a bit luckier than Spy. He's cocky and prefers to do combat in game rather than to farm for characters, which ends up kicking him in the balls later. Tends to break his phones when he loses by throwing them away. One time, Scout was so desperate that Spy got frustrated of hearing his whining and gave him enough money for a guarantee. Nowadays, Scout goes for Spy's money whenever he knows he can get away with it.

And done! Wooo! I just love the silly idea of them going through the frustrations of gacha.

[sweating] Should I rant about how the TF2 mercs would play gacha games? I mean the gacha in specific and its rules.

[iluvchoso]

Take a break… (Choso x Black! Fem Reader)

Synopsis: in which your boyfriend, Choso, wants you to take a short “break” from your school work.

Warnings: 18+ content, smut, lots of praise, soft dom choso, pet names, vaginal sex, unprotected sex.

A/N: This is my first time writing smut and I am still fairly new to making content on this app. I do hope you guys enjoy!

“Princess c’mere, why are you sitting so far away from me?” Choso asks with his voice dropping below its usual octave. He reached his arm out to pull the bottom of your chair leg closer to him. His toned arms, that were usually clad in a sweater, were exposed in all their muscular glory. As he decided it would be a good day to wear a wife beater to the study date in your dorm.

“Choso, baby, you know damn well we will not get any work done if you keep trying to find ways to close the distance between us.” You half heartedly state before getting back to the unfinished project you guys had been working on for a solid 2 hours. You knew if you gave Choso too much attention he’d start getting handsy. That just cannot happen right now, especially when you were so close to finishing the assignment that your professor made 90% of your grade.

Choso rolled his eyes at your response and sat back in his chair. “We’ve been working for hours just take a break with me, ma.” He practically begged while rubbing his hands up and down your thighs. As an attempt to coax you into taking this “break” with him. The slightly cold feeling of his metal rings sent goosebumps down your legs.

You would be lying if you said you didn’t want to. You were beginning to feel an overwhelming sense of stress from the project. And wanted nothing more than to get that stress fucked out of you by the love of your life. You slowly began to remove your eyes from your work and towards Choso. Who already seemed to be undressing you with his imagination. He couldn’t help it when you were sporting nothing but a tank top that accentuated your perky breasts and booty shorts. He was feigning for you at this point and not to mention you had your long box braids tied into a neat bun. Knowing that he loves your hair that way because it emphasized your beautiful features.

“Fine, but only for a little while, okay?” You stare at him with a serious look, “Still got work to do,” you mutter to yourself. Choso hums in response with a cocky grin plastered on his face.

After receiving the “okay” he wastes no time to yank you from your seat and into his lap. You yelp from his unexpected aggression. As your butt fell directly onto his boner causing him to groan in pleasure. You carefully place your glossed lips onto his chapped ones. You started off at a slow pace before Choso quickens it by slipping his tongue inside your mouth.

As the kiss deepened you find the fabric of your panties becoming more and more wet. You rutted against his lap beckoning for more friction. Choso removes his lips from yours as he notices how desperate you’re getting.

“Seems like you needed a break more than me, ma.” He chuckles before bringing his fingers into your shorts, basking in the wet sensation you created. “Look at the mess my pretty girl made. Gonna clean you up real nice, yeah?” He pulls his fingers out of your bottoms and places them in his mouth to get a taste test of tonight’s dinner.

You look at him in shock before burying your face in the crook of his neck out of embarrassment. Unable to utter any words besides a small whine. He always knew how to make you feel flustered. Thank God for you being black or you would’ve turned as red as a tomato.

“Is my baby girl embarrassed?” He softly questions while picking you up like a baby and taking the short journey to your bed. “Just wanna make you feel good,” he mumbled while pulling your body toward the end of the bed by your feet. He peppers light kisses against your ankle and makes his way up toward your thighs. Purposely missing the attention your sweet spot so rightfully deserves.

You cover your face with your hands and began to feel extremely hot and bothered by choso’s teasing. “Choso, please I need you so bad,” you whimpered out of desperation.

He looks up at you like a confused puppy before upturning half his lip into smirk. “Need you to speak up for me baby, where do you need me?” He teases you again for the umpteenth time while he pries your hands off your face. Swiftly taking both hands into his larger one and holding them above your head. His taller form overshadowed your smaller one as his gold chain dangled above your nose. Patiently waiting for you to answer his question.

You advert your eyes from his unwavering gaze and try to regulate your breathing. Your cheeks were growing hot. Although Choso is such a sweetheart, the minute you’re in the bedroom he makes you feel so nervous. You were growing wetter by the second. It was to the point that your panties were making you uncomfortable.

“Choso please, right here.” You practically moan out while lifting your hips to touch his clothed cock. He lifts an eyebrow at your needy actions before placing a soft kiss to your lips.

“Anything for you, my love,” Choso affectionately states. He then let’s go of your wrists and makes his way back down your body. Not forgetting to rid yourselves of the clothing that were restricting the both of you in the process.

Choso wastes no time in opening your legs to smell the familiar scent of your sweet sex. He places his tongue flat on you clit and immediately begins to slurp and suck like you were his last supper. Choso could’ve nutted right then and there if he didn’t have self control. The satisfying sounds of your moans, the tugging of your hands through his dark hair, and your addictive taste had his dick dripping with precum.

The pleasure was becoming too much to bear and you could feel the climax building. The shaking of your leg was proof that you were gonna orgasm any minute now. Choso halts his actions and shoots his head up from his previous position. His lips and the skin around it was covered in your slick and he was panting like a dog in heat. It was such a sinful sight to see.

“Open up for me and suck.” He demands while tapping your lips with two fingers. You obediently swirl your tongue around his calloused fingers whilst fluttering your eyelashes at him. “Shit, baby, you look so good right now.” He groans out and takes his fingers out your mouth.

You impatiently watch him slip the first finger inside of you with ease. He waits a bit to let you gets used to the feeling. Then slides the second finger into your entry.

“How are you feeling sweetheart? You ready for more?” He looks at you intently, making sure there are no signs of discomfort.

You nod your head up and down eagerly. You genuinely felt like your body would explode if he didn’t hurry and shove his dick in you. You’ve been waiting so patiently and even allowed him to continuously tease you with barely any complaints. For anything you deserve his cock as a reward.

“Use your words, baby.” He softy speaks while pushing his fingers in and out of your sopping cunt. He began to use his spare hand to rub your pebbled nippples under his finger tips. Making sure to pull and tug on each nipple for an equal amount of time.

“Please Choso, I just want your dick inside of me.”You moaned out begging for him to give you what you want. Oh, how Choso loved seeing you like this all fucked out and needy for his cock before he even gives it to you. It made him feel so special. As if he was the cure for your disease.

Choso grabbed the bottom of one of your thick thighs and hoisted it up so that your ankle was next to his ear. The feeling of your gold anklet was against the smooth skin of his neck. He looked so goddamn sexy.

He carefully lined his throbbing member with your opening and steadily slid it in. You felt the intense feeling of pain and pleasure and whined. Choso followed suit and muttered a “shit” under his breath. He was doing everything possible to keep himself from cumming at the feeling of your gummy walls tightening around him.

“Fuck, baby, you feel so good. Let me know when you want me to move okay?” Choso states before softly rubbing his hand up and down your calf. He places a faint kiss against the skin of your ankle.

You wait a minute to get used to his size that seemed to grow even bigger when he was inside of you. “Choso, I’m ready for you to move.” You say before making grabby hands for him to come closer. Choso happily obliged and allows you to wrap your hands around his neck. He then places his lips on top of yours to sloppily make out with you.

You can’t help but break the kiss and moan so loud that you’re pretty sure the whole college campus could hear your mouth. All of a sudden Choso stops his pace completely causing you to emit a high pitched groan in pure disappointment.

“Just a second baby,” he reassures like he’s planning something. Then quickly pulls out and flips you onto your stomach. “Arch that back for me, mama, I wanna see that perfect ass I love so much.” He smirks as you wiggle your butt up towards him purposely hitting his aching boner. He sandwiched his cock between your butt cheeks before slamming back into your soaked cunt. This time going deeper than ever before. He smacked the fat of your butt just to hear a cry erupt from your mouth.He continues to do steady strokes, only occasionally changing his speed if he feels he’s about to cum.

“Fuck, baby, right there, just keep hitting that spot, I’m about to cum!” You scream in pleasure as choso repeatedly hit your g-spot like there was no tomorrow.

“My pretty girl is taking me so well. Gonna let you cum all over my cock as a reward” He says in a low voice while pinching your clit to maximize your release. That familiar pit in your stomach reveals itself as your legs shake. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as choso continues to talk you through your orgasm. You finish all over his pale cock as he quickly pulls out to cum on your plump ass.

You revert to your original position on your back and Choso falls next to you. The two of you are a sweaty and panting mess. Choso pulls you into his muscular arms and places soft kisses all over your face. Causing you to giggle from the contact .

“Aren’t you glad I got you to take a break?” He questions with a smile. While putting a few stray braids that fell out of your bun behind your ear.

“Yes baby, but, after we clean up we still have some more work to do.” You state a matter-of-factly before placing a quick kiss on lips . Choso tries to deepen it but you pull away giving him a warning look.

“Fine, but let’s cuddle first, okay?” He whispers in your ear and holds you in a tight grip as if you would disappear if he let go.

“Okay,” you softly reply while basking in his scent of faint cologne and sweat from your previous activity.

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[freshstartfromscratch]

A.S.S.A.S.S.I.N.S

I should be writing my MA but since procrastination is my middle name and I'd prefer to play AC instead of working, I've got this idea.

Since I'm not a fan of writing it may appear in form of drawings and maybe comics.

I'm mostly typing this shit as a note for myself from the future but if it'll inspire anyone to write - I want to read this shit.

There's been a billion modern AU Assassin's Creed fics but I don't give a fuck.

New York. Modern Times. Or late 90s - early 00s cuz modern times suck.

Deciding on a year is super tricky 😭 cuz I wanted to have this nice, pre-2007-2009 financial crisis era.

U know. The one that fucked up the property market and made housing unaffordable.

But I was lying in my bed one day and I've got an idea for a nice teenage Altair story that would require him to be around 15 in 2002. It would change the AU year to 2011 and the 2010s were already fucked up. I'm torn between my story and my AU vision 😭.

Also putting it in the 2010s would make the conclusion of the story in the 2030s and I'm not sure if humanity survives the next 10 years.

Welp.

Roommates AU - Altaïr, Ezio, Connor, Arno, and Jacob (maybe Edward too but I'm not sure I have a different idea for him too)

Monica's Apartament vibe.

Funny fact - I've never watched Friends

Like the guys are living together and besides dealing with everyday YA bullshit they are also Assassins. Life is hard without the hidden Templar vs Assassin war.

But someone has to pay rent, buy toilet paper and cook food while maintaining a social life. Five someone to be more precise.

Bois are the most notorious ppl in the building cuz of parties, pranks, arguments, running on the rooftop. Usual shit.

Also, Ezio fucks really loud.

Bayek is the landlord (TM) who is equally done with their shit but also he's sort of like Jerry from Totally Spies - "Assassins I have a mission for you"

He's also in separation with his wife Aya so he's extra pissy.

The Roommates:

Altair Ibn La'ahad aka the responsible one

- He's the oldest boi. I picture him around the mid-late 20s ... 26. Lol.

- He's also the one officially renting the place.

- 8 out of 10 times he's done with the Bois bullshit. Especially Jacob.

- Just like in the games, he is the most traditional Assassin. Serious and diligent but also cocky.

- He's Syrian - American, 2nd generation. His mom died in childbirth, dad was killed during the gang shooting when Altaïr was 10, cuz they lived in a dodgy neighborhood. He grew up in the foster home of Al-Sayf.

- Faheem Al-Sayf and Umar Ibn La'ahad were friends (and brothers in the Creed) so when Altaïr was orphaned he just swoop in and became Altaïr's legal guardian.

-So when Altaïr addresses Malik 'brother' it has a double meaning. They banter like siblings and annoy one another too. Also, Kadar is alive because I said so.

- They are the reason why Altaïr is still dealing with his roommates' shit. He has years of experience in dealing with brotherly shit.

- Abbas was this shitty kid from your primary school that you initially thought was your friend but turned out to be a douchebag.

- He's also in a long and well-established relationship with Maria, who at this point might as well count as one of the roommates.

- I picture their relationship as the most stable one in the group. They've been together for a few years at this point and are well aware of each other's quirks and faults but they accept them and remain in a happy relationship.

- Not in the honeymoon phase but I think it's a very much physical relationship. They love and still desire one another. A lot.

- Both of them are private about their affection. Not to the point of hiding from the roommates but you definitely won't catch them making out on a couch (unless it's a date night in and they were supposed to be alone.) Neither you'll really hear them having sex. They are a bit vocal but not to the point of letting everyone know that they're doing the deed. The sounds are for one another, not the entire block to hear.

- Still, a quick good morning kiss in the kitchen while making breakfast and a cup of coffee or a little cuddle on a couch while watching TV when the others are around is ok. They are all adults, so it’s not like they don’t know what a couple does. Altaïr and Maria are also the ones that have the “we’re running out of milk, can you pick up some later?” conversations.

-Most of the guys don't even notice when Maria stays over. It's not unusual to see her making breakfast in the morning in their kitchen while her hair is dripping with water after the shower. Jacob actually thought for the first four months that she lives with them permanently.

- Altaïr and Maria are the parents (TM) of this household. Even if Maria doesn't really live there.

- Altaïr's occupation was a bit tricky to me but I think he'd be a freelance writer. Codex and stuff indicate that he likes to write. Also, such a job is very flexible and allows a lot of time for training and research.

- Which he does. A lot.

- Eye candy for girls at the local gym.

- Hobbies include playing video games, drawing, snowboarding, and reading fantasy books. Alone. In silence. He also plays a bit on guitar.

- He still enjoys socializing, partying, and drinking from time to time. Just not every two days maybe.

-He’s surprisingly good at beer pong. Like, I'm not kidding, the first time he played, he smashed his opponents and couldn't care less. 

- Deeply inside he cares for the guys and loves them, he simply doesn't show it. Canonical Altaïr had a lot of love in him, for his family and friends. After all, he brought love back to the order and never forgive himself when Maria died. This guy is a huge softie inside.

- His room is his castle. Nobody dares to enter without permission and Altaïr's knowledge. Ezio once made this mistake when he was looking for condoms after bringing one of his dates over. His room is the cleanest one in the apartment but also very personal.

- Middle Eastern carpet on the floor and some decorative pillow on the bed, that reminds of his parents' home country. Hookah he got on 18th birthday, that he smokes with Malik whenever he comes over. A workspace with a desk and a laptop that has a cute photo of him and Maria on wallpaper. Snowboard on the wall above the bed. Bookshelves are full of fantasy novels, Assassins tomes, and history books. Maybe a copy of the Bible and Quran that used to belong to his parents, with their photo nearby. A guitar in the corner, next to Maria's yoga mat because her stuff is in his room too.

- Tiny mirror and Maria's makeup items are always on the windowsill, next to a plant she gave him. The plant is still alive because Altaïr is a responsible plant parent.

- He also has a photo with his foster family. Probably stuck in the large mirror frame that's on his closest. In the majority of the photos, there are just him and Maria being cute. He has photos with his friends and roommates too. The mirror is also decorated with dumb stickers that Maria found and used to mark her territory.

- For someone so important in this household I picture him having a rather small room.

Ezio Auditore aka the heart of the home one

- Ezio is always super loud. No matter what he does. Everyone wants to hate him for this but he's too charming for his own good.

- I see him somewhere in the middle when it comes to age. Like he's older than Arno and Jacob and younger than Altaïr but I'm not sure about Connor. I'm honestly torn between making Ezio the second oldest and the middle child (TM) younger than Connor. So he’s either 24 or 23.

- Ezio is a uni student. He came from Italy to break free from overbearing parents to study economy and banking in New York. He doesn't really enjoy it but is quite good at it.

- Canonical Ezio is an art collector and likes art. So while studying at uni AU Ezio met and befriend an art Student Leonard Da Vinci Leo.

- Leo was a bit bullied by the jocks at the university and Ezio's older brother instinct kicked in.

- Both bonded over being Italian in America. An actual Italians, not the "omg my great great great grandpa was from Italy! I'm basically Italian!" Kind.

- Leo also isn't super happy with his studies because there're too many things he's into to decide on one major. Ezio can relate. At least to the 'I don't know what I want to do in the future' part. He also likes listening to Leo talking about art, more than he'd anticipated.

- He took a minor in art history. This is his life now.

- He also discovered another perk of his minor - ladies. So many girls study art and Ezio is in for it.

- He definitely uses his "I'm Italian and my country is famous for art. Do you want to discuss it later?" charm. It works surprisingly often.

- Leo doesn't approve - "with great knowledge comes great responsibility Amico Mio!"

- Ezio is the one that invites the majority of guests into the apartment.

- Unlike Altaïr, Ezio loves having guests over and sharing his space with people. Even if they're not close friends.

- Nevertheless, he wouldn't invite over anyone he doesn't trust. He's an assassin and it's an assassin household. He's friendly, not stupid.

- He's responsible for hosting the majority of the parties. If it was up to only him a party would be every other day.

- Ezio is also the one most likely to get caught making out on a couch by the others. He just doesn't care who will see.

- He is like the worst roommate to share the bathroom with cuz he spends hours there. Nobody knows what he's doing in there but he takes longer than any guy who lives there and any girl that stayed over for the night.

- He also clogs the shower with his majestic hair.

- Almost half of all beauty and hygiene products in there are his. The other half is Arno's. Around 15% belongs to Maria. Altaïr and Jacob are like - I have a bar of soap and a toothbrush. Connor hogs maybe 10% of all bathroom space.

- He is in charge of all indoor hangouts and bonding activities in the apartment. He's like the warm glue that keeps those guys together.

- Ezio might or might not suffer the most during the camping trips that Connor organizes.

- Ezio's room is a mess. Clothing is everywhere, alongside the university textbooks, notes, and a few copies of Playboy magazines.

- Guys don't enter his room either but for a completely different reason than Altaïr's. You can't find anything in there unless you're Ezio himself.

- I picture him as a guy who has a lot of posters in his room. Not all are posters with girls but also band posters and of course football ⚽ posters.

-He keeps his family photos over his study space. His brothers, parents, Claudia, uncle Mario - you name them. This guy loves his family and misses them a lot.

- Ezio loves football (for you North Americans it's soccer.) He plays it, watches it. You name it.

- He owns the PlayStation 2 of the Household and uses it mostly to play Fifa games.

- Thanks to his knowledge of finances he is responsible for the household budgeting and paying bills and taxes. Altaïr remembers when and what has to be done but it's Ezio that fills out the documents. He's very good at this and thanks to him they guys still have water, electricity, food in the fridge, and a roof over their heads. Because he can count and budget things.

- Ezio is the chef of the household too. This boi can cook VERY well. He usually cooks for everyone, for parties, for other people's parties, to impress ladies. You name it.

- It's also his go-to mechanism to cope with stress. It reminds him of home.

- Cuz this boi is also a mama's boy. He misses his entire family but mamma has a special spot.

- His roommates of course don't know about it. He'd rather die than admit it.

- Ezio's love life is a mess and the guys know it. Very often they are using it for betting.

- His current favorite lay is an exchange student Christina Vespucci. She shows up pretty often in the apartment but she's not the only girl that visits Ezio.

- Both Christina and Ezio know that they're not exclusive but she pushes him to commit.

- Ezio really likes her but isn't sure if that's what he wants.

- He sometimes steals Altaïrs' guitar and pretends to know how to play to pick up girls.

- One day he learns that his mom and sister are coming to New York.

- Claudia got transferred to an all-girls prestigious high school and his mom arrived with her. For safety. Apparently, Giovanni wanted to keep his wife and daughter as far from Florence as possible.

- Mamma doesn't really approve of her son's lifestyle but she lets him make his own mistakes. She took a liking to Leo and thinks that he has a positive influence on her son.

- Claudia initially felt intimidated in the school and wanted to go back to Italy. However, she learned that in a younger class there's another Italian girl.

- They're not really friends but Claudia and her do hang out a bit. Ezio is glad that his younger sister isn't completely alone in her new school.

- This Sofia girl that Claudia hangs out with is nice after all. She moved a lot in her life so it's easier for her to assimilate than for Claudia.

- He doesn't know that Sofia has a major crush on him.

- But she's just a child in his eyes. There's no way he'd be into someone so young.

- Maybe when Sofia is older she'll catch his attention? Who knows? Sofia definitely hopes for this.

- For now, Ezio just lives every day to its fullest and doesn't care for the future.

Connor Kenway aka the quiet one

- He is either the second oldest or the third oldest (after Ezio) in the apartment (still figuring that one out.) - again 24 or 23

- Vet school student. Very diligent but not straight As. He tries very hard though.

- Unlike everyone else in the apartment, Connor doesn't have an experience of living with siblings or roommates. He's 100% only child and is used to having his stuff only for himself.

- He had a hard time adapting to the "I ate it cuz it didn't have your name on it" and taking stuff without asking culture.

- Ezio may or may not overuse it in the early days.

- He is fine now and got used to living with the Bois.

- I picture him as a child of divorced parents that lived a pretty comfortable life but in the end was very lonely and found himself very often in the crossfire.

- He often traveled to England to see his dad and lived there for a few years. Like his upbringing was split between the two continents.

- Haytham and Connor always had a rocky relationship but currently, they're not even on speaking terms. Nevertheless, he likes his aunt Jenifer and she's his favorite family member in England.

- Connor spent the majority of his upbringing with his mom. Kaniehtí:io definitely is his favorite parent.

- He grew up very close to his Mohawk culture and is very keen on helping his community. He helps as one of the free tutors in a teaching program at the local Indigenous Community Center. He knows that education is important and those kids very often don't get equal chances so he wants to help.

- He teaches the language class too, since he's one of the few remaining fluent speakers of Kanyen'kéha.

- Overall he is very involved in participating in his indigenous culture.

- He might or might not have a crush on a girl that volunteers in this center and he might or might not imagine them living happily ever after with three kids.

- Besides being an active (cuz not really outspoken) in his Community Center, Connor is also a member of his university conservation club.

- He goes to the beach clean-ups almost every weekend and is very good at collecting signatures for pro-environmental petitions. He is a guy on the mission and there's nothing that's going to stop a very determinant Connor Kenway.

- He is the outdoorsy one that drags everyone to spend more time in the wild. Whether it'll be a walk in Central Park or a camping trip outside of the city.

- He helps in the animal shelter because of course he does.

- One day he brought home an Irish Wolfhound named Tatch and fought nail and tooth to let the dog stay. Arno joined him in this fight because he had Irish Wolfhound in his childhood in France. In the end, it was Altaïr that had to convince Bayek to let the dog stay.

- The dog stayed and everyone loves Tatch. Ezio and Arno use him to pick up ladies while walking him (because the dog is the best wingman.) Altaïr claims that the dog is an inconvenience since it costs money and is time-consuming but the guys have seen him petting Tatch while reading way too many times at this point. Altaïr is literally the dad and the dog meme. The Best part? Connor knew from the beginning that the guys will love Tatch.

- He has a sixth sense (heh) when it comes to connecting people with their perfect pets. He'd work in the shelter all the time if he could.

- Connor's room is probably the second cleanest in the household. It has a few clothes let astray, dog toys, and dog hair sticking to the blanket but overall it's ok. Like he wouldn't be embarrassed if anyone saw the state of the room.

- His room is the cozy one. It's very warm and inviting. For some reason, I think it has yellow walls. He has a dream catcher above his bed and multiple plants on the windowsill.

- He stores his belongings and trinkets in Black ash baskets. His favorite one was made by Ziio herself. He tried basket weaving but he really doesn't have a knack for this. This boi doesn't have an artistic bone in his body.

- I think he uses his bed for studying and occasionally a kitchen table so I don't think that he has a desk in his room.

- He does, however, have a lot of sports equipment - dumbbells, baseball set, rock climbing equipment, and maybe even a snowboard or a pair of skis.

- Connor enjoys baseball, both playing and watching. I think that he also enjoys cricket (since he played it while in England) but he'd rather die than admit it.

- He and Jacob bond a bit over England as Connor is the only one who lived there too.

- He is a coffee guy. That's it. That's the entire point. I have nothing else to add.

- Overall Connor is very busy and it's not unusual to not see him very often in the apartment. Nevertheless, whenever Ezio organizes bonding night, Connor will always be there for his friends and roommates.

Arno Dorian aka the dreamer one

- Arno used to be the baby of the household before Jacob moved in. This boi is 22 years old.

- He arrived in NYC to fulfill his big dream of becoming a well-renowned showbusiness headhunter.

- He used to study literature in Paris at Sorbonne University but dropped out. He liked it but decided that it was not something he wanted to do.

- His parents were furious and cut him off financially. Suddenly the rich kid had to fend on his own. Initially, it was like hitting the wall, but that's how he found the poor artists' community. 

- Arno lived with a bunch of artists in a small apartment in Montmartre. It was the place where rich kid Arno learned what is it like to live with roommates and struggle to pay rent.

- This is where he found his true passion - bringing talent to the masses. If he found something interesting, he wanted to share it with people. Arno helped a few artists while still in France reach a wider audience. It made him sure that he finally found his calling.

- He especially likes theater. So, what's a better place to look for a future star than near Broadway?

- He works as a barista in Starbucks in the Theatre District. He misspells the names on purpose but overall his customer service is A+.

- He tries harder than Starbucks is worth it.

- This guy dreams of making it big in the art world and has a bit of childish naivety to him. Yet Arno is still witty and can insult Jacob so that the Englishman will treat it as a compliment. 

-He is a ruthless player of UNO too. Nobody wants to play UNO with Arno because he cheats. His roommates can't prove it (because he is so skilled) but deep inside know that it's impossible to be this lucky. 

- Connor started to get suspicious after he had to draw 57 cards in 3 games in a row. Bless his heart.

- He can make a mean Caffè latte. A skill that Ezio overuses in the mornings.

- Speaking of Ezio, Arno is absolutely in awe of him. Ezio is everything Arno wants to be - handsome, confident, witty, and a ladies' man. 

- Arno is all of those things but he can’t help but compare himself to the older Assassin.

- Unlike Ezio, however, Arno is calmer, softer, and a bit more romantic soul. Don't get me wrong, Ezio is a devil. He can sweep any woman off her feet before she notices what happened. While Ezio is very passionate in his courting, Arno is more of a vanilla romantic. 

- Whenever Arno wants to woo a lady, he'd start by getting her name right if she's in Starbucks. He might draw a little smiley face and a compliment on the cup. Like, "Your hair looks awesome today" or "You have a pretty smile" the non-creepy, friendly ones.

- He also does this when he sees that someone is under the weather. Not because he is super kind but simply because he can brighten up someone's day. He's like - why not?

- If the girl he likes also fancies him, he will try to invite her for a walk in central park or for a coffee 'that is not mass-produced. 

- If the girl agrees, he'll bring her flowers, compliment her and listen to her. 

- Arno is a very good listener whenever you are his friend or potential romantic partner. He pays attention and observes reactions to calculate his next move. He always gives the best advice, especially on relationships.

- If any of the guys reaches a rough patch with their partners, Arno is like their go-to advisor and relationship therapist. During one particularly rough period between Maria and Altaïr, he acted as the mediator and helped them patch things up.

- He utilizes his listening skills in picking the perfect 2nd date location and activities that are altered to his sweetheart's preferences. If she's playful, he'll take her to Coney Island. She loves animals? Central Park Zoo or a walk with Tatch. Art? Metropolitan Museum. Theatre? Broadway! 

- Besides the perfect setting, he'd also try to figure out the love language of his date and act accordingly. All of this while being a perfect gentleman.

- So far, it's working well for him, and he has a long list of phone numbers. 

- Recently, however, he's been smitten with Maria's new roommate - Élise de la Serre. 

- He and Élise actually go way back since they went to primary school together. He was a frequent visitor in the de la Serre household. In this AU Arno wasn't adopted by de la Serre. I always found it strange and unsettling that Arno and Élise grew up together as step-siblings and had a romantic relationship.

- For now, he feels very nervous around her. Something he has never felt around a girl before.

- After Yusuf moved out, Arno moved into his old room. Reason? He didn't want to live next to Ezio because of the noises. Yeah, those noises. The room next to Ezio is like an initiation to the Brotherhood apartment. You can move up in ranks only if someone else moves out.

- Since Arno was the newbie until recently, he had to share the same wall with Ezio for a long time. Now it's Jacob's problem. Lol.

- Arno's room is in the middle on a scale of cleanesss. There are some things out of order, and it's not always decent to show to other people, but he's 100% sure that nothing besides him lives there. He has some sexy posters on the walls and naughty magazines of his own, but they are not as visible as in Ezios' room. Maybe somewhere like on the inside of his door or inside the closet doors. 

 - I don't think Arno has a desk in his room, just like Connor. He doesn't need it, so why should he waste his space? Instead, he has a bookcase.

- Arno reads a lot and the majority of his books are in French. Maybe he has some in German since he speaks it a little because of his Austrian mom, but he's not very keen on the German language, and he doesn't really read in English.

- He also has one of those tacky Eiffel tower figurines on his bookcase. He knows how trashy it is, and he bought it as a joke when he was leaving Paris. The whole thing is also covered in post-it notes with phone numbers to various artists he'd like to work with.

- As stereotypical as it sounds, Arno has the largest closet in the household. This guy likes fashion a lot, and he knows how to dress well. 

- He has actual paintings on the wall, like a true man of culture. Since the fallout with his parents, he doesn't really keep photos of his family, but he has a picture of Scratch, his childhood pet.

- He misses France, but Arno isn't going back before he makes it big. 

Jacob Frye aka the comedic relief one

- Now Jacob is the baby of the house, only 21 years of age. He is barely allowed to drink in the USA! The apartment is his 3rd attempt at independence.

- Before moving to NYC, Jacob lived with his twin sister in London. But she moved in with her boyfriend, Henry Green. For a short period, he lived with them, but Evie informed her younger brother that: two's company, three's a crowd. Jacob had to move out.

- For a while, the younger Frye twin struggled to maintain housing of his own. He got evicted so many times that the landlords didn't want to rent to him anymore.

- Poor Jacob slept in London Underground trains. He preferred this over admitting to his family that he is struggling. After all, if Evie can manage in London, so can he!

- Jacob got involved with London gangs and got in trouble with the police. Since he couldn't appear in the police archives, Jacob broke into the station and stole his folder before it made its way to the database. This stun got the attention of the American Brotherhood, which offered Jacob a better use of his skills. 

- Being the impulsive guy he is, Jacob decided, "why not?" and before he could think his decision through, he was on a plane to America.

- British Brotherhood might or might not plan to get rid of Jacob like this for a while. It's like in Bean: The Movie - American Assassins thought that they get a competent expert, but English just wanted to get rid of an inconvenience.

- The fact that Jacob once almost ruined an entire British economy might or might not influence the decision of the English Brotherhood.

- Jacob got a room that used to belong to Arno. The room is medium in size, bigger than Altaïrs' room for sure, but it didn't take long for Jacob to learn why nobody wants to live there. Approximately, he discovered it after 6 hours since he moved in when Ezio returned with his date.

- Initially, poor Jacob felt like the butt of all jokes in the household. Victim of Ezio and Arno pranks, dangling at the bottom of the food chain. He considered going back to England. Neither Brotherhood nor his roommates treated him seriously. 

- The Bois, however, learned to not judge an idiot by his demeanor when during one mission, it was Jacob that saved their asses. Mr. Fry despises being a reckless idiot, and a comedian is a spectacular assassin. 

- While on a job, Jacob is a master assassin material, focused on his target, quick and efficient. He earned his roommates' respect. He also came up with the retreat plan and a cover-up. It was this mission that humbled his older brethren. It also showed them that Jacob is a diamond in the rough.

- Learning to live with Jacob was a challenge, especially for Connor and Altaïr. His attitude toward Creed annoyed Altaïr. Connor found it difficult to deal with Jacobs' tendencies of borrowing stuff without asking or eating food that clearly did not belong to the English assassin.

- On the other hand, both Ezio and Arno get along with Jacob like a house on fire. Those three are constantly pranking one another. They are wingmen in picking up ladies and compadre in partying.

- If Ezio is the heart of the party, then Jacob is its soul. Jacob is a comedian and loves to bring smiles to people's faces. He sucks at beer pong though. That is why he teams up with Altaïr. Jacob makes the show while Altaïr is actually doing the playing part. 

- He also uses his sense of humor and charisma to pick people up. The Englishman is bisexual after all. He likes galls AND gents. Jacob initially struggled with his sexuality, and he is still figuring himself out. Equally in terms of what he wants to do and who he is.

- He neither studies nor works. He just exists and relies heavily on his roommates and Maria. 

- Speaking of Maria, he really likes her. She reminds him of Evie, but unlike his sister, Maria isn't annoying and is hot. Maria didn't like this comment, and neither did Altaïr.

- Both he and Maria are tea lovers, so they meet for tea sometimes. Jacob knows his tea, and he can distinguish different blends. He even has his own section for different kinds of tea in one of the kitchen cupboards. He also has a special mug that nobody is allowed to use.

- Jacob steals Netflix from Evie and Henry by naming his account 'settings'. Hide in plain sight. I love the idea but I doubt that Netflix was a thing in the early 2000s

- If it wasn't for Ezio, Jacob would get the cake for the dirtiest room in the apartment. It's like after an explosion in there. Jacob simply doesn't care and doesn't mind having a mess.

- His room is a strange one. It is already messy but still lacks a distinguished personality. Like every boi has something that makes their room theirs - Jacob's room - not really.

- He has a photo of his grandma and Evie as well as the Union Jack pillow. You know, the one that every single English person has in their room when they're abroad. Besides those two things, there's not much Jacob in Jacob's space.

- It's because he still feels like his stay with his roommates is temporary, and they will kick him out, just like everyone else did. They will not, even though Altaïr was close a few times.

- This boi is still figuring out who he is and what to do with his life. He spent most of his life in his sister's shadow, so now he has to discover who Jacob Fry really is.

- He's still very young and has time for this. No matter what, he can rely on his new friends.

[hanazuma-inactive]

Are you fine with top beta mreader and bottom alpha iwaizumi? Reader is model student in school and rumor tells that he is better than most alpha. Iwai who never interested about that kind of thing suddenly changed his mind when his inner beast screamed out for reader when he saw him in the library. That caught reader attention. So they have sex there, with Iwai trying hard to holding back his voice and he can only knotting at nothing when climax. After they were done, Iwai kinda light headed and Reader bridal carry him outside. I just think it will be cute 🐽

That's all 🛁

out of the ordinary (nsfw) top beta!reader x bottom alpha!iwaizumi

pronouns: he/him (FEMALE ORIENTED DNI!!)

warnings: slight degrading, omegaverse, reverse roles, knotting (not really), public sex (sex in library), slight overstimming

a/n: i can't find any,,,good iwa panels help. but this was an interesting concept especially the last part. i also love iwa with my entire life please 🧎‍♂️ sorry this took so long because it's pretty long around 1.8k words

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you were an exception, someone who's out of the ordinary. being born a beta, people didn't expect much from you. they had no reason to believe that someone who was a part of 90% of the world population was capable of doing anything extraordinary. however you were there to prove them wrong. ever since elementary going into highschool your grades were always at the top of the class and in some cases in the district. everyone was surprised to find out that you were only a beta instead of an alpha.

your achievements were spread all of the school board and among your classmates. most people respected you and some wanted to be you. your grades weren't the only thing you had, your looks were at least above average and nearly everyone who saw you wanted to fuck you, or get fucked by you. except for one person, iwaizumi hajime.

the spiky haired boy was never interested in this type of stuff. in fact he is the only alpha in the entire school that hasn't tried to hit on you or asked you out yet. unfortunately this just so happens to be the one person you were somewhat interested in. unlike the other betas and omegas you weren't exactly submissive. sure you were nice and friendly towards other people but in the bedroom? all you wanted was to make an alpha cry out your name and cum from your cock. it was an unrealistic fantasy due to how your society functions but you've seen it happen before and you wanted to experience it yourself.

the more iwa didn't notice you, the more frustrated you became. you tried all sorts of things to grab his attention. "helping" him with homework, which he denied many times. inviting him to hangout afterschool, also denied. and even as far as behaving unlike yourself, none of the above worked and you were quite upset about it.

until one day, when you were just walking to the gym you overheard iwa and his friend oikawa qtalking about something.

"c'mon iwa we all know you were head over heels for him when he was performing that day."

"shut up, it doesn't matter even if i do, he has enough alphas and omegas on his dick, he doesn't need another one. so what if i want to fuck him, who doesn't? you did too at one point but he turned you down almost immediately."

"jeez! calm down you freaking porcupine. all i'm saying is, next time you two are alone, maybe give it a shot instead of avoiding him. he's the first person that ever got you feeling like this and it would be too good of a chance to pass by, don't you think?"

"yah yah whatever i got it."

so the two were… talking about you?. there was no way right?! the one person you wanted attention finally gave it to you. it might not have been directly but he admitted it, and that's all you needed to know. so all the things you were doing did work after all. you were excited but you needed to keep your cool for now, and figure out a way to get you two alone. little did you know he was going to come to you all by himself without you even lifting a finger.

you strolled to the library afterschool to borrow to borrow a book your friend told you to check out that you know you won't be reading. while searching for the novel, you heard someone open the door of the empty library. it was pretty rare for anyone to be in the library except during class time so you wondered who it could've been. you peeked over the bookshelves to find a spiky haired male trying to find a book as well. it was iwa, looking for a book in the dystopia section.

this situation couldn't have been better. you and iwa were alone in a place where nobody usually comes. it was the perfect opportunity to do what you always wanted to do. you walked over to the other section to greet him.

"yo! how's it going iwaizumi?"

"it's going fine… thank you, i'm surprised to see you here though."

"oh yeah haha, just checking out a book."

iwaizumi looked away and directed his attention back to the bookshelf. you were a little upset and while thinking about something to talk about, he spoke again.

"h-hajime, is fine...by the way." iwa said while his face flashed a bright red.

hajime? his first name? we barely talked ever and now you guys are on a first name basis? you didn't mind of course, you a little surprised that's all.

"alright hajime! same goes for you too!"

he looked away again, gripping the book in his hand.

"alright, fuck it." he murmured under his breath. hajime turned around to you and pushed on onto the bookshelf behind you. his hand holding onto yours and his face red as a cherry. you were a little startled but this stuff wasn't exactly new to you so it wasn't as flustering to you as it was to him.

"uhh, hajime? y-you alright there?"

"i wanna fuck you alright?! there i said it. i'm not expecting anything because i'm the last alpha you haven't rejected. but still, i want to try. so…what do you say?"

it was all going better than expected. all the things you've done to attract iwa was finally paying off! you were excited but you needed to keep your cool before completely losing it on him.

"sure! i don't see the reason not to~ but…we are going to switch it up a little bit." you said with a smirk on your face. iwa looked confused about what you meant by switching up, but now that the person he liked agreed to have sex with him, he didn't care about what's about to happen.

you grabbed iwa's arms and pushed them behind his back as you turned him around, reversing the positions of you two.

"w-woah, what are you doing…y/n."

"i've always wanted to do this hehe, fucking an alpha and making him beg to cum as a beta, someone who is supposed to be below him in society standards. what do you say hajime? is this still the sex you were looking forward to? or are you gonna leave me here all by myself?"

there was fear and anticipation in iwa's eyes, eager to find out what happens next. as much as he wished it was the opposite way around he didn't want to lose the opportunity in his hand right now. reluctantly, he nodded and agreed, gesturing to get on with what you wanted to do.

gaining the signal to start, you aggressively pushed your lips onto iwa's, reaching into his mouth and soon intertwining your tongue with his. the other male let out stubborn whimpers as the kiss grew to be more sloppy. soon you broke it, leaving him panting for breath and a dirty smile on your face.

you licked your fingers and reached into the back of iwaizumi's pants. at first he jolted a little, not being used to his ass being touched as an alpha. you then started to move your fingers into his asshole. going deeper inside, hajime struggled with the pain that no alpha in this school will ever experience. hajime's grunts started to become moans, you put in more fingers as you found his pleasure point. massaging it and doing all the tricks you knew on it to make him feel as good as possible.

it didn't take long till a wet spot started to form on his pants and his eyes became hazy. you took out the finger and let hajime catch his breath before preparing him for the real thing.

"w-what's next…" hajime asked

"just close your eyes, i promise i'll make you feel good~"

he trusted you and shut his eyes, latching on to your shoulder. you revealed your cock and lifted iwa up so that his face would be facing you and his plump asshole would be right above cock. iwa was nervous, you could tell and that was the best part about it. gently you put your cock into his ass. it was still rather difficult even with all the preparation from earlier. iwa let out a small cry as you entered him, not used to anything so big inside him, or anything at all really.

"f-fuck that hurts…"

"i know, it'll feel good in a bit, alright? bare with me here a little. i'm gonna start moving."

you didn't even put into consideration that this was iwa's first time. you went at a moderate speed, sometimes slowing down and speeding up. iwa's hard cock leaking with precum and bouncing up and down on yours. it was such a pretty sight seeing the alpha cry pretty tears from all the pain and pleasure. of course you felt amazing too, iwa's virgin hole felt better than your hand or anything your dick had ever fucked.

iwa used one of his hands to cover his mouth. attempting to stop the people outside of the library to hear his moans.

"hajime~ people are gonna hear us if you keep being naughty like this~" you said with a cocky smile on your face.

he didn't say anything in response, barely being able to comprehend anything while getting fucked.

"c'mon...look at you, an alpha? being fucked by a beta in a library. moaning like a slut in heat, i might as well knot you while i'm at it hm?"

speaking of knots, the alpha was getting closed with nothing around his cock. nothing for him to knot. his cock enlarged in size as he reached his climax but a face of disappointment appeared because of the empty area around iwa's dick. he didn't even think it was physically possible until today looking at it right now in front of him.

hajime had his fun but you weren't done yet. right after he came you continued to fuck him and stroke his cock to overstimulate him. after you came inside you noticed that iwaizumi had already passed out from the pleasure. his own cum spilled on his stomach and his ass filled with yours. you stood still for a while, enjoying the view of the sleeping prince in front of you. to make this more fun for the both of you, you decided to carry the alpha in your arms as if he was your bride.

you got a bunch of weird stares and murmurs from the students around you but you didn't care. all the reputation that you built up could fall into shreds but you could not have cared less. now, the only thing that matters is the one person you wanted attention from gave it to you and is sleep soundly in your arms.

[quitepossiblybamboozled]

I love when people bitch about characterization in a franchise with as many iterations and canons and multiverses as Sonic the Hedgehog like

bro, you don't like Sonic Prime's Sonic? You think he's annoying and impulsive and cocky and rude? I got news for you, buddy! he's always been like that! since the 90s when Jaleel White voiced him in the Archie shows! there are plenty of other canons out there that you can enjoy.

Want one that's mellow and kind of aloof? Sonic X is right there my guy! Want one that's exhausted and whiny and kind of fed-up? Sonic Boom! Want to see old Sonic vs new Sonic? Generations exists!

Sonic has literally been impatient since his CONCEPTION. his idle animations in the first game are him crossing his arms and tapping his foot and LOOKING AT YOU LIKE YOU NEED TO HURRY UP!!!! He's always shown neurodivergent traits, and Sonic Prime really drives home the way that some of the traits of adhd and autism can lead to miscommunication and a one-track mind.

If you find it annoying that Sonic is neurodivergent and his nd traits being portrayed as an instigator for the inciting incident, imagine what it feels like to have to throw away all your dishes because you keep forgetting to do them. or to have to chuck out fifty dollars of groceries because you forgot to put them away when you finished cooking. or to lose friendships because object permanence is not really a thing. or to lose a job because you mixed up your schedule one too many times. or to get absolutely nothing done before an appointment because you have time blindness and don't want to get carried away vacuuming just in case it takes you more than 4 hours to clean around the litterbox.

I understand that vilifying neurodivergence is problematic, but so is ignoring the fact that it is a disability that can hurt you and affect the people around you.