#anyways feel free 2 tell me how your gay little day is going

[notsuchasecret]

20 Q's for Fic Writers

I don't think @oloreandil meant to tag me but I'm doing it anyway!

1 - How many works do you have on ao3?

215. I had a huge head start when I did one ficlet a day in 2015, but not all 365 of those made it onto Ao3 (and a few of them were chapters added to other fics.

2 - What's your total ao3 word count?

1,022,445. I'm so sad I didn't even notice when I went over a million on there! But upon checking it looks like it was during my posting for the HQ Monsterlovers Big Bang, so that's not surprising.

3 - What fandoms do you write for?

I mainly write for Haikyuu!!, but I started with Free!. I've also written for the MCU once or twice and VLD once, but I think there's only one of those ones on Ao3.

4 - What are your top five fics by kudos?

Fool's Gold, Curiosity Killed the Cat (and Satisfaction Brought it Back) , both of which surprised me, Growing Old in Mediocrity, which I seriously thought would be number one, Those Who Wander, and Brave.

5 - Do you respond to comments?

Honestly, no. I feel bad about it and I hate it, but I don't do it. I get so anxious that I'm going to somehow offend someone, or about what I'm going to say, and just. Ugh.

6 - What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Four Christmases That Totally Sucked (And One That Kind of Didn't) is the only fic I have left up that's just straight angst. I have a lot of hurt/comfort, but pretty much everything I write has a happy ending in one form or another. There is one other fic that exists only if you know where to find it here on tumblr that I deleted all the links to because I got literal death threats over the sad ending and I'm not playing that game with y'all.

7 - What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

This one depends on your definition of happy ending. Like I said pretty much all of my fics have a happy ending because of who I am as a person, but some of them require more work to get to than others. the best revenge (you are a life well lived) is by far the one that fits this question the best. Not only did the characters have to work hard for that happy ending, but I did too. To this day when I'm feeling trapped in a PTSD spiral, I can often point at that fic to remind myself that there is a way out, and that there is a life beyond the lowest point. Those few of you who know just how much I was going through leading up to posting this fic, including the night of posting it, y'all know exactly how much that means to me.

8 - Do you get hate on fics?

I have, but not in a long time. The thing is, I'm kind of an oblivious moron, sitting happily in my little corner of the sandbox and making the blorbos kiss. I do know there had been hate about me that I never even noticed, but the only hate I actually saw was back in 2015, so I'm glad about that.

9 - Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I have been told I write the fluffiest smut on the face of the planet, which is hilarious considering that most of what I write is also pretty kinky. I've been in the sex industry in one form or another for a few years now, mostly on the retail side, and I know some crazy shit, and it's kind of a special interest now. So erotica and smut are my bread and butter, but even when there are chains and whips and chastity devices, there's also a lot of love and aftercare and fluffy, schmoopy, cuddly grossness.

10 - Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Crossovers just kind of... pop out of me. None of them are crazy imo... most of them are Haikyuu!! and Free!, though I'm pretty sure there have been some knb kids as well.

11 - Have you ever had a fic stolen?

It was the funniest thing, my longest fic, the one I'm most proud of, was snatched and put up on Amazon for sale. It was a huge thing, so I wasn't the only author scraped, but let me tell you seeing my gay anime magic au fanfiction sold as an actual book with no changes to even the title or the description or character names still gives me a bit of a giggle.

12 - What's the longest you've spent working on one fic? And the shortest?

the best revenge objectively shouldn't have taken me over two years to write, but when you factor in all the life shit that happened to produce that fic, yes it should have. Prior to that, I spent 10 months or so writing The Anatomy of an Eternity and I'm so proud of how it turned out and have spent the last, oh god, six years chasing that high.

13 - Have you ever co-written a fic before?

One time a co-written fic just fell out of @ezzydean and I like an egg we didn't realize we were laying. Just. Plop! Ezzy re-formatted our chat log into jagged pieces and Feathers on the windowsill and to this day I don't know how it happened.

14 - What's your all-time favorite ship? From all fandoms?

I feel like it's unfair to say SakuAtsu considering I have posted exactly one (1) fic of them, but y'all have no idea how badly these to assholes have taken over my life. I had to give them their own section in my 4thewords writing organization. I hate them so much someone stop them.

15 - What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

There's a running joke that's not actually a joke about "the fanfic I will never publish". It's currently over 100k long and I doubt it'll ever see the light of day. I would also like to finish How Many Crows Does it Take to Screw In a Lightbulb but I don't know if I can finish it as is or if I need to tear it down and start all over since the timeskip.

16 - What are your writing strengths?

I've been told my characterization is gold, and I'm not discounting that. I think that I'm also just really good at Putting Dudes Into Situations. Since I am, as mentioned, sitting in a sandbox and making the blorbos kiss, that's really what writing fic is to me. I just wanna see what happens to these characters if I stick them in different combinations. I wanna see if they maintain the same basic form when they're not playing volleyball, but are instead navigating the faerie court, or in a magic college, or sailing on pirate ships. How much does environment change who we are and how much is it intrinsic to ourselves?

17 - What are your writing weaknesses?

Shiny Object Syndrome. I see a fun new AU and I have to physically restrain myself from chasing it down a rabbit hole and ignoring the sixteen other projects I have going on.

18 - Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Since I'm an Anglophone I don't know how much of a leg I have to stand on in this question. That said, I do believe there are certain things that can't be expressed outside of their native language. That said, I don't think it's my place as a white USAmerican to try and tell stories about what it's like to be xyz other race/culture/experience that I simply don't have access to. I do use Japanese terms in-prose for certain things. Genkan and Engawa are the most prominent things I can think of, since most English-speaking cultures don't really have equivalents in our own homes. Lines of dialog in other cultures are an interesting thing that I tend to avoid specifically because I don't know how to do it well in most of the languages that would make sense for what I'm writing (I speak enough Spanish to pass for a precocious pre-schooler, and I have a decent amount of Latin and Irish under my belt, but none of those really have a chance to come up in what I write, unfortunately).

19 - First fandom you wrote for?

Free!. The very first ficlet posted on this tumblr account was written January 1, 2015, and it was the very first piece of fanfic I ever wrote. Because I'm insane like that.

20 - Favourite fic you've written?

I love most of my children equally. That said, the best revenge (you are a life well lived), The Anatomy of an Eternity, and Rowan Berries, Iron, and Other School Supplies all have a very special place in my heart.

I'm not gonna tag anyone directly but if anyone does it from seeing this, please tag me so I can read!

[statementlou]

Feel free to skip no pressure! Top 10 fics or fics which you can reread and still have the same fun as reading the first time.

oh man... I love fic and read a lot of it but rarely do rec stuff cause my faves are like... everyone's faves?? who needs me to hype the same fandom classics right? But I absolutely appreciate you for this very good idea of something to do sooo... here some are! Maybe a lot are well known but I HAVE reread these SO MUCH- and once you get past the best known ones I think there are some people might not know? And many worth a reread!

1) listen they're popular for a reason okay! sorry I'm basic

Escapade by dolce_piccante 146k yeah yeah let's just get it out of the way I can't help it it IS my favorite

Make Your Words A Weapon and Symphony Hall (and all the rest dammit) by Helloamhere

you came into my life by disgruntledkittenface 57k

For Reasons Wretched and Divine by indiaalphawhiskey, 94k

Three French Hems by 100percentsassy and gloria_andrews 20k (and also Be My Little Good Luck Charm by 100percentsassy 35k, the first half is just SO FUNNY)

got the sunshine on my shoulders by hattalove 124k

Unbelievers by isthatyoularry 137k

idk which zarah5 fic but like... all of them?

and when I tell you I've reread more of these kingsofeverything fics than not... that's a lot of words! and I just love allwaswell16 as well, and... oh dang. you know what. And a lot of people. This is why I don't do recs. I'm sorry I can't list everyone maybe this was a mistake D:

2) maybe less well known? maybe just shorter idk

burn this flame by rainbowninja167 14k thinking about how much I love this little guy motivated me to actually make this

down in atlantis by polka_stripes, 9k

Laundry Room by beautlouis, 10k

O' Christmas Tree by Justalittlelouislove 15k

Fiction romance 17k

One day to believe in you by mediaville 8k

truth, justice, and the gay way by hattalove 2.5k

tissue-thin lies by HelloAmHere 5.5k

3) okay well these are more recent at least??

Treat You Like A Gentleman by justanothershadeofblue (zjofierose) 12k the most recent!!

Just Your Jinx by larryatendoftheday 10k

Single Bells Ring by nonsensedarling 16k

Eat Your Vegetables by bananaheathen 9k

somewhere in between lightning by jassy117, nauticalleeds, shiningdistractionwrites 100k

Meet-Woof by littleroverlouis 600

Ain't That A Kick In The Head! by keysmashlesbian, wreckingtomlinson (karasunonolibero) 22k

there's always another option 6k will this one get me in trouble? it's just really good okay! I mean, read the tags on everything don't read stuff that will upset you in general for all of them

ANYWAY my real fic rec list is my bookmarks basically... have at it! I mean I can't believe all the really really good authors that aren't even on here, go look at my like 13 pages of recs and you'll see why....

also you can pretty much assume 'and the rest of their fics too' about most of these people

[winderlylandchime]

1/2 We are finally at 4x11!! I’m sorry that I’m only now back in your inbox but unfortunately i am on a straight mans schedule lol. He also had a few rough days with his recovery this week so he’s just now getting back to his normal self (no joke, the doctor actually said to him ‘i can tell youre not okay because you haven’t said anything about that guy yet.’ So im glad to know that’s the way to test him now) and because he’s been feeling like shit until today, he was rewatching old episodes to feel “comfort”. Anyway: The episode starts with Drew refusing to do the shoot ‘ohhhh Brian looks good. I forgot about the early 2000s and everyone wearing popped collars that was fun, i should bring that back. so Drew is being a little bitch? Imagine telling Brian that youre shy in just your underwear. (The scene cuts to everyone in their underwear and the man is dying out of laugher) this is something only Brian would come up with. I fucking love this. Only Brian Kinney’ ‘I don’t know how I feel about Emmett and Drew. I hate the idea of Emy being kept a secret. My baby deserves better’ Lindsay and Sam just came on tv ‘FUCK NO! I FORGOT ABOUT THIS SHIT. Can he fuck off and can she…i dont know do something else besides piss me off?’ The whole time he’s watching the Linds/Sam scene with a grossed out expression on his face. Like he smelled something really bad. And we are at the Linds and Brian scene ‘shes CRYING ABOUT IT TO BRIAN?! It makes no sense and it makes all the sense but its funny because she also judges Brian at times. THEY FUCKED?! Why would Brian ever fuck her? Or any woman? Is that why she has such a weird crush on him? Are they learning about bisexuality? (brian says that one line) wait what? What do you mean not at the same time? I thought thats the whole bi schtick’ ‘michael as a dad is actually fun. I like him like this. HUNTER IS DATING?! Oh my god! Who’s the lucky guy? HUNTER HAS A BOYFRIEND’ and we are at the scene where Em and Deb go to the ball ‘ohhhhh girl you look beautiful! Carl, come on dump that girl and go back to Debbie! Now I want them back’ ‘Why are there bikes all over the club? What the fuck is going on? What the fuck is Liberty Ride? JUSTIN SHOWED HIS DICK FOR A THOUSAND DOLLARS! THIS IS THE MAN I LOVE! Why are Melanie and Ben always in the center of events and being in charge? Whats up with that? *looks at me all happily* this one time i got a medal for participating in a marathon because i accidentally joined them when i missed my path. So i could totally do this ride. THERES BRIAN! Ha, Brian hates this charity money dude. So does he hate anyone that thinks theyre better than him OR can he read people really well (Melanie comes up to ask if Brian is bothering that guy) can she fuck off? This is the type of shit that pisses me the fuck off about her.’ THE HUNTER BEING WITH A GIRL SCENE IS UP!!!! ‘Is that hunter? GET IT BOY! Finally he is being a teenager and making out with boys in a car safely for free…*said in a most shocking voice ever* GIRLS?! SHES A GIRLS?! Isnt he gay? Wait what? Is he bi? Is it a parallel with Lindsay like they both figure out theyre bi? (The girls says shes given blowjob twice) you cant tell me that a part of him isn’t fighting the urge to offer tips’ *pauses tv just as Mel and Linds are on screen* ‘ugh. Hey, how come Justin never worked with Lindsay at the gallery? Wouldn’t that make sense? Like him getting a job at a gallery would be fun. Basically what I’m saying is throw this whole Lindsay and that creep storyline away and give me Blondie making art’ ‘ITS BRIAN! He looks much more healthier. Looks like the radiation stopped kicking his ass or did they forget about that plot? *leans back and puts his hands behind his head* Brian IS thee most successful gay business man. Oh this dude really wants money. I don’t trust him. *looks at me* and yes, it is because Brian doesn’t trust him. Fuck this guy, he has no clue who he’s fucking with. DESTROY HIM BRIAN’

I’m sorry to hear he’s not been doing well! Watching comfort episodes of a show is legit a fan response to feeling under the weather.

Brian coming up with everyone being in the underwear is 100% hilarious and also something that would not ever happen today. Can you imagine, in 2023, the Me Too response to that scene?

“I hate the idea of Emy being kept a secret” I think he’s going to appreciate that Peter is gay.

Also, ughhhh that scene “not at the same time” like bisexuality exists and the biphobia on this show is so strong that rather than have Lindsay be bi, they turned her into a terrible person.

HA! And Hunter could have been bi too. There could have been an entire bisexuality story arc involving Lindsay and Hunter but the writers were cowards. Maybe he can write a fanfic about it!

He will get his way in S5 when Justin has a show at Lindsay’s gallery… and maybe he will wish he never asked about Justin being involved with Lindsay’s gallery. That turtleneck gives me violinist flashbacks.

I love the JUSTIN SHOWED HIS DICK FOR A THOUSAND DOLLARS, THIS IS THE MAN THAT I LOVE. And DESTROY HIM BRIAN.

[will-you-pick-me]

YELLOW HINT I REPEAT YELLOW HINT!!!!!!! DOES MR THE NARRATOR WATCH US THROUGH SMALL ANIMALS???? Oh my gosh he's probably a corvid lover isn't he? No, actually, that feels fitting in my mind but it'd be kind of cute if he picked a chunky lil brightly colored orb of a bird, cardinals come to mind, if thats even TRUE and he even prefers birds, maybe he watches us through squirrels? wait. no. raccoons. tis but a theory tho so i guess I will just neeeeeever know also UGH....MIKEY.....mikey is going to say be gay do crime and im gonna end up on international news as a murderer (not like i'd snitch on him though, ill take the jail time for him any day of the weak) Something I find interesting though, our lovely angel is very intent on our safety, and I can only assume that perhaps that's where.....buttons maybe pushed. Would I be right in assuming Zach is the type to see yn as someone who's perhaps not 'pure' but someone innocent and kind that's too be protected? Hmmm, if that's the case then the conflict of what Zach sees yn as vs how they actually might be.....interesting interesting! Also I so desperately want to give the narrator so many rocks from outside, and also seashells, i think i'd blow his mind with petrified wood and drift wood OH, Jessica does historical fashion quite often and it seems she makes corsets 4 a living 2 sell at ren faires? (and probably just in general) so like.....what's everyone dressing up as for a ren faire. I must know. Personally? I'm a pirate that's been cursed to be part fish

"It's not how you find me, sadly. That journey is... painful, for everyone involved. I'd almost rather you didn't set me free, considering what such a feat will demand of you. Ah, but I talk too much... Apologies, my darling Y/N. And thank you, for the thought of your gifts."

... ANYWAYS!

Mikey likely won't get you charged for murder - and even if that was a concern, who's saying the local police aren't wrapped up snugly in our man-whores wallet~? Don't worry, you're not doing any jailtime, tiger.

Zach IS very worried about your safety! It might also be that they... Remember certain things they wish they didn't. Certain timelines. Unlike someone else, though, they don't have the power to do anything about it other than to ask you to be careful this time. If you wind up dead, they can't bring you back - that's out of their hands. And it kills them every time they have to see it, and remember it. It kills them every time they have to pretend they don't remember what happened, if you don't remember.

Also I am ENAMORED with the idea of a renfaire or fantasy au!! So excuse me while I dive headfirst into this lmao---

Mikey is 100% a pirate. Aside from the whole devilish charm bit and the crime, you CANNOT tell me he wouldn't wear that jaunty little tricorn hat and an open vest with those billowy pants and absolutely KILL the look. And I just KNOW he'd use the whole character as an excuse to call Y/N his "one true treasure" or something along those lines, the whore (affectionate).

Ulrich is definitely some kind of royalty, most likely a czar due to his Russian history. Also, the rich and intricate robes suit his strict and demanding personality I think - you can't make or put on something like that without knowing exactly what you're doing and knowing the exact process behind it.

Zach is likely still an angel, but in their divine garments instead of casual human clothes. I could see them maybe spicing it up with some other kind of spirit, though. Definitely lots of white silks and star sapphire jewelry set in silver, though, to match their hair and eyes and offset their dark skin.

Jessica usually attends renfaires as her seamstress persona, Madame Rouge, who runs the shop "Fateful Threads" - a pun on the mythos of the red string of fate. A true Fateful Threads corset will have it's boning channels sewn in with red silk thread, as well as it's sizing tag sewn on and embroidered with the same. She's often recognized by the silver chatelaine (Victorian toolbelt) that jangles from her hip, brass and porcelain glaze inlay decoration of a red rose, and her distinctive red curls that she'll style and powder up into a big coiffure. She also often has a brown leather apron tied over her skirts, which has no end of pin holes marking it.

Jack is the werewolf, obviously, but a very contrite one who does his best to do right, and he has pauldrons on his (otherwise bare 👀) shoulders and a sword at his back from doing his best to become a city guard :3 While he faces some stigma still from elders, the younger ladies and small children find him quite friendly and charming, and you might find him stomping around the campgrounds with a little tot perched on his shoulder, excitedly pointing at the direction they want to go.

Narrator gets stuck working the ticket booth probably because he's not allowed fun or freedom lmao---

[r--u--min3]

l'amour de ma vie

Pure fluff oh my god I hate this. Basically this is one of my very traumatized gay ocs, of whom I've decided to pair with my favorite British cigarette, Gareth Emerson bc he's babygirl. This is fluff for now but feel free to request angst and/or smut although angst is my favorite to write. I can go into their story a little bit later but all you need to know for now is they're a mentally ill teen that's nonbinary in the 80s which causes a lot of insecurity for them because they managed to fall for the gay kid and they had the misfortune of being born as a girl.

Established relationship

No triggers for this one

"Dude, what do you mean it's nothing? That's so cool!" Gareth hollered, grinning at his partner as they casually decided to mention the fact they know a few phrases in French. "It's just a few...like really lovey dovey ones." Atlas mumbled, face glowing a bright shade of red as they remembered why they learned the phrases in the first place.

Atlas Grove sat patiently on the calm patio of the Emerson home, waiting for Gareth to return with snacks from the store as they mindlessly wrote anything and everything in their notebook. Footsteps trailed behind them, though audibly not Gareth's, it was his mom. Eleanor Emerson wasn't a stranger to seeing Atlas appear in her home, it wasn't something for her to complain about either, Atlas was kind and clearly loved her son so why worry.

"Waiting for your loverboy to get back?" The elder questioned, sitting in the sit next to the teen, setting down a cup of water for them. Atlas seemed on a different planet, listening to another French lesson with their Walkman strapped onto their head. It wasn't too loud for them to hear the woman though, and they simply replied, "if you're talking about Gareth — I still haven't confessed." A small sigh of defeat escaped the Grove teen's lips as their gaze found it's way to Eleanor, "well, I'm fixing to, I just don't want it to be obvious. I learned how to say and write 'I love you' in French so I'll probably just leave him a note that says that and wait for him to figure it out."

Sadly, Gareth never exactly figured out what the translation of Je t'aime meant, however Atlas still managed to end up lucky enough to be running their fingers through Gareth's hair, making a mess of it, though it seemed like the boy couldn't care less as the side of his face pressed into the other teen's stomach. "Tell me something in French, I wanna guess what you're saying. I'll give myself three hints."

Atlas sighed a bit to themself, more in content than boredom or something along those lines. How could they possibly get bored of laying like this? Gareth's arms were loosely wrapped around their waist, just enough so that it wasn't uncomfortable for either of them. Gareth was laid on the longer end of the couch while Atlas' body was positioned more in the corner of the L-shaped sofa. The Emerson teen's face was turned towards Atlas' so the pair could look at each other, as if that wasn't what they did all day anyway.

Even if Atlas couldn't see Gareth, his face was engraved into their mind. Every little detail. Every freckle that went from one cheek, to across the nose, then onto the other cheek, and finally scattering around his forehead.

"Well...uh, l'amour de ma vie."

Gareth scoffed playfully, glaring up at Atlas in disbelief, "amour is obviously love." He claimed proudly, nose slightly scrunched as he continued. "And I know ma is my, I took French for like 2 years...in middle school."

Atlas let out a quiet laugh, nodding to show that he was on the right track. They would've spoke but they felt like silence communicated their thoughts better than they did. And who would want to interrupt Gareth's train of thought when it was making him look so...squishy? Like when a cat is so cute you just wanna suffocate it, whatever that is called. His nose was slightly scrunched, making his eyebrows furrow inward slightly as he reached up to scratch his cheek like he was did when thinking intently. "I need a hint."

"Vie means life." Atlas declared, "the whole thing is kinda like a pet name, it's something you call someone you love."

Gareth seemed completely lost but that was fine by Atlas since he couldn't catch them staring at him. As much as they stare at him, they'd probably be able to do a photo-accurate sculpture of Gareth just from memory. Curls messily fell over his freckled forehead, framing his face as his eyes drooped sleepily and he reached around to grab Atlas' free hand.

"I give up, what's it mean?"

"Love of my life."

[worn-red-bow]

Eloise Ascot in...

Case- "BOYFRIENDS"

(bash me all you want by the way)

Once upon a time, it was a London night- well past the mark of twelve (mind you it was a Saturday night, previously Friday). I had opened Webtoon to read more of this manga named The Remarried Empress, that was when I found this manga that piqued my curiosity.

It had cute pastels.

Since I didn't have my reading specs on, I thought it said something else.

UNTIL I SAW THE LETTERS CORRECTLY.

So, for the "giggles and shits" as they so call it, I decided to leave the day after the royal ball (fuck Rashta) on hold and read the first chapter...

It starts with a blond boy ranting to emo dude about how he's tired of being single and the emo dude just throws him the "you have zero rizz"

and then he summons a nerd.

And then they have an ordinary conversation about anime stickers on the dude's book and how he has the second season downloaded on his laptop (piracy, maybe?) and then he gives him his number.

Then this blond guy just gets confused on the amount of charisma his Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way ass has in his power.

Anyways, then after seeing an unnecessary emoji segment, we find out that this emo kid is literally named Goth.

Wow.

Apparently, he's a Twitch streamer who's a junior, skips class, and an ALPHA GAMER.

Keep in mind that this is barely the first chapter.

oh wait, the chapter's finished.

Well, I'm not reciting the entirety of this Webtoon, so I'm just going to start screaming beyond this point.

I HATED NERD SO MUCH THROUGHOUT THE STORY.

I mean, I didn't expect to root for characters or anything, but being honest with you, the reader, I'd have to say that I've never hated a Webtoon character more than Rashta.

AND SOMETHING IN ME TELLS ME THEY'RE A TIE.

I mean yeah, Prep is pretty annoying too but trust me, nothing beat my boiling hatred for Nerd. If I had to list reasons I'd list these three-

His voice is annoying

Oh my god- like- how is it possible to have a rat-like, gay, whiny voice and look like a unicorn ate shit and then barfed on your hair?? Apparently with the power of god and anime you can be one of the most IRRITABLE LITTLE SHITS in slice-of-life mangas

SLICE OF LIFE MY FUCKING A-

Also, unrelated note, the Jenga scene even caught me off guard too. 💀

2. He has pointless rizz

Like, he rizzed up Goth by falling over and hitting himself, and then he rizzed up Jock by looking at him from across the basketball court.

And then Jock tries to woo this "cutie"??

EUGH.

3. Free space because I forgor

I just feel like boyfriends would be better without him (and Jock. I changed my mind about him.)

I don't feel like writing more about this shit, so uhhh...

Go check out boyfriends (?)

And uh

To the author, if you're here-

I don't dislike you, but you really need to up your story writing game blud.

Anyways, cheers!

[alkalyne]

My inner thoughts are spilling over I must confess, this anon message has sent me into a spiral.

I have beliefs of who you are. Based on pure feelings and how I know who he is as a person. But I also am such a paranoid person that this will absolutely send me spiraling because my imaginenation is wild and it places every option in a queue from highest possibilities to lowest.

#1 guess: you are a male. You are recently single. I won't say anymore.

#2: a mystery girl gay or they that just got lost to his noise and I wasn't able to save you like I saved someone else.

#3 I'm obviously delusional right now and I might just delete everything and say well I tried to warn you years ago but I mean that's not much help now.

There are a few things I've always wanted to get off my chest so imma go out and just say it

Ryliegh: I'm sorry if I ever hurt you, all I ever wanted from you was friendship and someone to talk to while I was going though all of the abuse. I felt like I could trust you because of how much Stone hated you, talked badly about you, called you ugly, pathetic and a leech. He was never kind to you, he always was homophobic about bisexuality. He did not respect women when I knew him. So with all that being said I figured I could befriend you safely since he had no interest in being close with you, then when I felt safe enough I could come out and tell you about the abuse. Too bad that day never happened. Idk. We just never meshed. I wish you the best. I'm sorry.

Mina: I don't hate you. I don't like you. You told me I wasn't a mother, after what I went through. And that hurt me alot. For years. I seethed over it. I wanted to be seen by someone and I thought you would be that person, you know, women support women, but I understand you are free to your own morals and from what Stone has told you about me, you have concluded your research and solidified how you felt about me and the whole situation without ever calling me. Even a message could have sufficed. But. I want no grudges, I forgive what you said because I know what it's like to defend someone before you see their true colors. I hope for the best for you, and your son. I'm sorry.

Bruce: always adored you, thought your content was so well executed and displayed. You deserve WAY more views. I'm not going to say much to you other than your friend is not kind. Not diverse. Not inclusive. You are an object for his content and always have been. Most of everyone was just that. Content. He told me in the first 6 months of us dating that he did not believe in the word respect. That should have been such a red flag for me but I ignored it. Little did I know, how much the content meant to him. Even after I respectfully asked him to delete my section of the videos out which i know you can do in youtube editor. I've done it myself. You can cut parts out. He wouldn't delete any content he had of just him and gee. Even his folders of her in his phone and his PC. He's a creep. Anyways Bruce, I'm sorry. I wish you nothing but the best.

Kitty/Emma: if you ever read this. I'm sorry he messaged you on Instagram that day. He used me and my bisexuality to woo you and try and get you to develop feelings for him. He was constantly jealous when you wouldn't kiss him, touch him, hold his hand. I'm sorry. The whole christmas trip I was sick to my stomach with anxiety, you were only there because I wanted to save my relationship with Stone. I wanted him to love me the way he loved you, I wanted him to talk to me as much as he talked to you. I role played in bed as you for him when we went to his grandpas funeral in canada. I'm sorry I'm so fucking sorry I hurt you. You meant more to him than I ever did and he made that clear so many times. He broke up with me for 15 mins because I told you he made me abort the baby. The baby he failed to tell you about. The baby he was so fucking embarrassed of he had to pressure it out of me. I'm sorry

Sky: again, I'm sorry, Stone used my bisexuality to woo you. He created my profile on bumble. You were messaging him. I just didn't want him to leave me. I just did what he wanted. I'm sorry.

Karoline: you were my closest then friend. I told you things. I still adore you. I'm proud of you. But again, Stone used me to get closer with you. Idk. Not much else to say.

Bettieboop: hi honeybee. This girl saved me alot. She knew the truth. But again, Stone used my bisexuality to get close with this woman. He wanted a third in our relationship even if I was uncomfortable. I'm sorry for the trauma he caused you. You never deserved it. I'm sorry.

My finale thoughts are. Whoever you are anon. You should not be afraid to speak. To tell YOUR story. Your pain. The feeling of being silenced will eat at you the longer you let it seethe. I have made such beautiful art with such darkness but I warn you. Being your true self, true form, will help you heal the fastest. Connecting with this massive group of people who are all trauma bonded by such an unfortunate man. But hey maybe we should start a support group?

#RaiseYourHandIfYouHaveEverBeenVictimizedByKyleStoneberg

If you have anything to share my asks are open. Though, I'd rather have a face to this pain, for I can not help but feel guilty that I couldn't save you.

[vodka-redbull-daily]

December 5th, 2023 (Part 2)

*Graphic Sexual Content*

Today I met with J--- at the hotel that I had rented out a week or so ago. I got some breakfast after leaving W----'s because even though I left pretty early in the morning, it was still a little bit too early to actually get to the hotel. I had called ahead to ask if I could check in early since they're checking it's usually at 3pm and on the phone they told me that they could let me in at 11 like planned. Originally, I had scheduled an eye doctor's appointment but I hadn't been planning on staying over at W----'s house, and I didn't sleep too well. In between Archer making your messes everything and chewing on things and W----s incredibly loud snoring (it was so loud I originally thought he was asleep on the couch right next to the front door when I walked in), I canceled my appointment and just moved it to a different day since there was no way I was gonna get there on time. There was plenty of time to do the appointment and then get the hotel, just not enough to actually do the appointment itself. Once I got to the hotel, it was about 10 am and I went to go see if I could check in.

I got to the front desk and told them my reservation details and asked to check in. They told me that check in wasn't until three and I told them that I had gotten basically prior approval on the phone. Apparently, the room they had given to me wasn't actually clean yet, since it was so early in the morning and they just moved me to a different room. They have basically upgraded me from a queen to a king, but that means it costs more money. That's all right. Since J--- had actually paid a little bit more than I'd asked him to do in the first place.

I got to the hotel room and J--- texted me to let me know that he was gonna take a shower when he got here because the plumbing in the place he was at wasn't working correctly. He also told me he was gonna stop at a sex shop and asked if I wanted anything. I said no except for the fact that I've been trying to find some lube, but that was more for me than him, so I wasn't planning on having him get it from me. He did anyway and also he said the lady at the front counter gave him a bunch of free condoms and when he showed me the bag it definitely was a bunch. There's a lot in there like two handfuls. He also brought some red bull and vodka; however, this hotel didn’t have any cups. So we were just taking turns, taking a sip of vodka out of the bottle and chasing out with the Red Bull. Honestly not that great. Zero out of 10. Do not recommend.

He also bought himself a stimulant. I know they're called poppers, but I know that's a slang term and that's actually not the legal name and I know that it's technically illegal if you call them that. At least that's what I've heard from the online videos and articles from the BDSM community/gay community.

He kept saying how awkward it was and how weird he felt. And honestly, I didn't feel that weird. I just felt really tired and not really at all in the mood. B------ had told me to walk in the room and act like I'm six foot four to really own the space but I was just really tired and he was being really weird about it. He kept saying that he thought it was a sting operation and that the cops are going to come get him any second. A little bit dramatic if you ask me.

I tried to be all dominant, like when we were making out and stuff I tried directing him to take off his clothes, tried to be very direct and to the point without being pushy about it. It was weird, because I couldn't tell if he was enjoying it or not. He said he wanted somebody to be dominant like that. He started snorting the stuff and honestly it smelled like ass. Even after he's already left it still smells pretty bad. 

After he managed to take our clothes off, I tried to be dominant and tried to direct him to eat me out. He told me that something he wanted me to do anyway. I had him kneel on the side of the bed and I scooted over to the edge where he ate me. I normally don't like to cum while somebody's eating me since it's so messy, but that seems to be a turn-on for him and also P--- So I tried to be sexy, asking him if he wanted to eat it and he said yes. So I came in his mouth.

I guess he likes it but I guess I also never know. I think we did that like two or three times before he crawled on the bed and lay next to me and started fingering me very aggressively. It felt good. Some of the best fingering I've had in a while. The problem that came so hard that I actually ended up shitting myself. That happens every now and then especially if I eat something that doesn't sit too well with my stomach. He didn't say anything about it. I asked him if he wanted to have me ride his dick and he said yes. So he laid back on the pillows and we started playing with a dick trying to get it hard. 

I was kissing and biting in between his legs running my fingernails up and down his thighs squeezing and licking his balls. nothing was really working but he kept asking me to be rougher with his balls and just to straight up slap them. I guess he was in to ball torture. we did this for a little bit, I would squeeze his balls tight and then put them on my mouth and stuck on them. Even using a little bit of teeth. He really liked this like his whole body was shaking with pleasure and I really thought he was going to cum. after a little bit of running my hands up and down his thighs, it seemed like he was really interested in me touching his asshole. So I went ahead and asked him to give me the lube that he had gotten. I opened it and I lubed my fingers before sticking them in his ass. He did in fact really enjoy this and we even go all the way up to two fingers.

He didn't cum from this though and actually ended up going soft again. I cleaned up a little bit and washed my hands and he asked to just relax for a minute. So we cuddled there for a second and he kept saying how awkward it was and that's why he couldn't get hard. After a little bit of making out, he pushed my hand down to his cock. I don't know what it is about guys wanting me to basically just jerk them off, but he very quickly got hard again and then was on the edge almost cuming just from that alone. He then asked me to sit on his face. I did and held onto the headboard as he ate me.

it wasn't really that pleasurable. It's hard to get an angle that works like that, but he was the one who had asked. So while he did that, and I was gripping his hair because I had noticed that he liked that earlier. he kept making all these weird noises and I thought he might be suffocating so I tried to give him space. But I don't really know if it worked or not. After we were finished I did tell him that if we ever do it again I would like him to tap on my thigh to give me some kind of indication if I was suffocating him. He did eventually cum  from aggressively masturbating as he ate me, so I got off him and we laid there and talked for a little bit. I was kind of hoping he didn't want to go for round two.

Even though we hadn't actually been here that long. I'm kind of tired and I definitely don't feel like being dominant right now. He talked for a little bit, cleaned himself up and then left. He left behind the bulk of the red bulls, the vodka, and the Condoms. I guess those are for me now. He paid forever ago since I had to get the hotel so no actual adding to the statistics today. Besides adding to my body count, that is.

Total Earned: $5,720

Body Count: 18

Dick Pics: 22

Videos: 2

Nudes sent: 4

Head Recieved: 3

Head Given: 15

Sex Ranking:

B-------

Him

T----

W----

P------

F----

G---

A---

G--

R--

J---

T------

J--

M--- (x2)

D--

J-----

A----

M---

[books-i-finished-reading]

(23)

City of Ashes - Cassandra Clare

( The mortal instruments - book 2/6 )

8th March 2023

"Are you still mad?" ... "I'm not mad." "Oh, yes you are." Jace gestured... "I am not," Alec said, ... "Just because you said dragon demons were extinct-" "I said mostly extinct." Alec jabbed a finger toward him. "Mostly extinct," ... "is NOT EXTINCT ENOUGH." "I see," said Jace. "I'll just have them change the entry in the demonology textbook from 'almost extinct' to 'not extinct enough for Alec. He prefers his monsters really, really extinct.' Will that make you happy?"

"Are those guys dancing?" "That's not dancing. They're trying to kill each other. ..."

... when you saw someone every day, you didn't always notice small changes in their outward appearance.

... they'd confused beauty with innocence and harmlessness.

Twenty-four stitches later,...

"You can't wait for perfect behaviour from everyone. Adults screw up too."

"I don't want to be a man," said Jace. "I want to be an angst-ridden teenager who can't confront his own inner demons and takes it out verbally on other people instead."

"I won't go back to a place where I'm not trusted."

... primitive-looking ...

... free-floating stress.

"... pay her in books."

"You have something on your neck," ... Alec's hand flew to his throat. "What?" "Looks like a bite mark," said Jace. "What have you been doing all night, anyway?" "Nothing." Beet red, his hand still clamped to his neck, Alec started down the corridor. ... "I went walking in the park. Tried to clear my head." "And ran into a vampire?" "What? No! I fell." "On your neck?"

"... The poor parent birds work themselves to death trying to find enough food to feed the enormous cuckoo child who has murdered their babies and taken their place." "Enormous?" said Jace. "Did you just call me fat?" "It was an analogy." "I am not fat."

"Is he dead?" he inquired. "He looks dead." "No," snapped Maryse. "He's not dead." "Have you checked? I could kick him if you want." Magnus moved towards Jace.

"It's my motto," said Isabelle, with a sultry smile. "Nothing less than seven inches."

... it was a relief to tell it, to unburden herself to someone, ...

"I've screwed everything up royally."

"... Everyone has choices to make; no one has the right to take those choices away from us. Not even out of love."

"... I got him something. It's in the glove compartment. Just in case . . . " Clary snapped the compartment open and frowned. ... "How to Come Out to Your Parents," she read out loud. "LUKE. Don't be ridiculous. Simon's not gay, he's a vampire."

"I keep thinking about blood," Simon said. "I dream about it. Wake up thinking about it. Pretty soon I'll be writing morbid emo poetry about it."

Magnus winked at her. "I was alive when the Dead Sea was just a lake that was feeling a little poorly."

"You might want to lie down," Magnus advised. "I find that helps when the crushing sense of horrible realization sets in."

Luke seemed moderately revitalized; ... "There's one thing I don't get," he said. "Just one thing? You're way ahead of the rest of us," said Jace.

"I think the Queen meant I can draw runes that are more powerful than ordinary runes. And maybe even create new ones." Jace shook his head. "No one can create new runes-" " Maybe she can, Jace." Alec sounded thoughtful. ... "Well, I'd like you to try." ... She threw her pencil down. "I can't just do it on command like that. Not without an idea." ... "How about," he said quietly, "Fearless?" "Fearless?" she echoed. ... The pencil moved. ... Jace got to his feet ... "But does it work?" ... Jace dropped the paper ... "I've got a stele we can use. Who wants to do me?" "A regrettable choice of words," muttered Magnus. ... "Try it on me," Alec said unexpectedly. I could do with some fearlessness." ... "Alec touched the new Mark with his fingertips, ... "So?" Clary said. "So what?" Alec rolled his sleeve down, ... "So, how do you feel? Any different?" Alec looked considering. "Not really." ... Magnus glanced at Alec and raised his eyebrows. "Boo," he said. Jace was grinning. "Come on, surely you've got a phobia or two. What scares you?" Alec thought for a moment. "Spiders," he said. Clary turned to Luke. "Have you got a spider anywhere?" Luke looked exasperated. "Why would I have a spider? Do I look like someone who would collect them?" ... buzz of the doorbell. ... a moment later Isabelle and Maryse Lightwood pushed past Luke and strode into the room, ... Magnus's head went up with a snap. Jace paled markedly, ... And Alec-Alec stared from his sister, to his mother, to his father, and then looked at Magnus, his clear, light blue eyes darkened with a hard resolution. ... "Mother." Alec's voice as he interrupted his mother was firm, implacable, and not unkind. "Father. There's something I have to tell you." ... "I'm seeing someone." Robert Lightwood looked at his son. ... "Alec," he said. "This is hardly the time." "Yes, it is. This is important. You see, I'm not just seeing anyone." ... Isabelle and Magnus were staring at him with expressions of nearly identical astonishment. "I'm seeing a Downworlder. In fact, I'm seeing a war-" Magnus's fingers moved, quick as a flash of light, in Alec's direction. There was a faint shimmer in the air around Alec- his eyes rolled up-and he dropped to the floor, felled like a tree. ... Alec had already begun to stir, ... "Wha-what-why am I on the floor?" ... "Wait-did I say anything? Before I passed out, I mean." Jace snorted. "You know how we were wondering if that thing Clary did would work or not?" he asked. "It works all right." Alec looked supremely horrified. "What did I say?" "You said you were seeing someone," his father told him. "Though you weren't clear as to why that was important." "It's not," Alec said. "I mean, I'm not seeing anyone. And it's not important. Or it wouldn't be if I was seeing someone, which I'm not." Magnus looked at him as if he were an idiot.

"If the boy went to his father," ... "knowing the kind of father Valentine was, it is because we failed him, not because he has failed us."

She was clearly an afterthought, just as she'd always been.

How do you know you can't, ... if you've never tried it?

"You disappear so completely into your head sometimes," he said. "I wish I could follow you."

... Isabelle came in, in her Shadowhunter gear, with her long silver-gold whip in one hand and a wooden-bladed naginata in the other. She frowned at her brother. "Go get ready," she said. "We're sailing for Valentine's ship right away." Alec couldn't help it; the corner of his mouth twitched upward. Isabelle was always so determined. "Is that for me?" he asked, indicating the naginata. Isabelle jerked it away from him. "Get your own!" Some things never change. Alec headed toward the door, ...

"I don't do what I'm told," ... "But I might do what you want if you ask me nicely."

She jabbed a finger at his shoulder. "When did you get that?" Jace looked down and saw that the spider demon's poison had eaten a hole in his shirt, leaving a good deal of his left shoulder bare. "The shirt? At Macy's. Winter sale." "The scar. This scar, here on your shoulder." "Oh, that."

"You tried to drink the East River," Magnus said, and Alec saw, ... that Magnus's clothes were soaking wet too, ... "I pulled you out."

Alec put his hands out. ... "Take my hands," Alec said. "And take my strength too. Whatever of it you can use to-to keep yourself going." Magnus didn't move. "I thought you had to get back to the ship." "I have to fight," said Alec. "But that's what you're doing, isn't it? You're part of the fight just as much as the Shadowhunters on the ship-and I know you can take some of my strength, I've heard of warlocks doing that-so I'm offering. Take it. It's yours."

"Never believe the bad guy is dead until you see a body," said Simon. "That just leads to unhappiness and surprise ambushes."

"I don't know where I belong."

Maryse took a deep breath. "I thought you would break my heart like Valentine did," she said. "You were the first thing I loved, you see, after him, that wasn't my own blood. The first living creature. And you were just a child-" "You thought I was someone else." "No. I've always known just who you are. Ever since the first time I saw you getting off the ship from Idris, when you were ten years old-you walked into my heart, just as my own children did when they were born."

"... I'd rather have what we have, which is real and true and important, than have you pretend anything else. When I'm with you, I want to know I'm with the real you,..."

"If you really love something, you never try to keep it the way it is forever. You have to let it be free to change."

"Every time you almost die, I almost die myself."

[wiwisperer]

hello gaynation. how are we today

[kanmom51]

JK ain’t gay y’all

**Even though I would think this was obvious:  Sarcasm alert !!!!

 Part 2 of the ‘JK ain’t gay’ expose:

 As promised, I have more, oh so much more to prove JK ain’t gay y’all.

More hardcore evidence to prove this earthshattering piece of news.  

 Imaginary sources have released into my hands the authentic secret recordings from JM’s room taken after the first concert in LA, unbeknown to either JK nor JM (hence it being secret, dah).  

 I, being the highly experienced and professional reporter that I am sat down to listen to this recording.

All I can tell you is this is huge.  This is once again mind blowing.  This changes everything you might believe in.

 After hours of sitting transcribing and translating the recording (did I not mention my unbelievable knowledge of Korean, key word being unbelievable, as in don’t believe it in any kind of shape or form), I am now bringing you this once in a lifetime scoop, and as readers of this blog (which btw will be shutting down after part 2 of my expose, due to this earthshattering information) you are going to be the first in the entire world to be privy to this very private and personal conversation between JM & JK that transpired minutes before joining Tae’s Vlive on November 28th 2021.

So, with no further ado, I now bring you the transcript of said conversation between JM&JK from JM’s hotel room:

 JK:  Yo, man, that fried chicken was da bomb.

JM:  True than JayKay, my manliest manly bestiest of bestest friends ever.

 JK: Yo, JaMan, glad you mentioned that, cause I got the biggest favour to ask of you man.  

       So, here it goes…remember how I covered for you and xxxx at Rose   bowl yeah?  The lipstick on your ear…remember that man?

        Well, you know how since then I met yyyy and we have been in a loving relationship, right?  You can tell from my eyes, right?  

 JM:  Oh, sure JayKay, you’ve been so happy lately, definitely your eyes tell.

     JK:  Army would go bananas if they thought I have a girlfriend.  

      Anyway, I digress.  So, like I said man of mine, bestest of bestest friend’s in the whole wide world, remember that favour in Rose Bowl, you know, sucking on your ear to wipe off xxxx’s lipstick?  Oh, by the way, you haven’t told me yet what brand lipstick that was…oops, digressing again.  So, that favour, I know you kind of covered for me with the hickey.  Yyyy can be kind of wild, I told her no sucking, but you know, she doesn’t listen.  I really apologize for that, but I do need another favour man.

     Please, please, pretty please, my JaMan, my man, my mate, my bro, my best platonic not boyfriend by any means friend.

 JM:  Ugh, man, friend, manliest of men, JayKay, again? What now?

 JK:   Well, you know how yyyy is here with us in LA, right? Like, she’s waiting in my room for me as we speak.  It’s kind of hard for her me being here with you all day long, but you know, we’re bestest of bestest of friends, so yeah, of course I would spend my free time with you, right?

       She kind of complained about it last night though.  You know, when I came to be with you at 2 am because I was bored?  But I sat her down and told her: “yyyy, you knew JaMan was my man when we got together. You knew he was my no.1, my always and forever, that’s that, take it or leave it”.

 JM:  And what did she say to you?  Oh, and btw, you’re the man JayKay, you know I feel the same, said practically the same thing to xxxx.

 JK:  Oh, no probs with yyyy.  She said that as long as I’m happy with you she’s happy.  And if that means spending all my free time with you, then she’s happy too.

 JM:  Wow man, so happy for you.  My kookie is finally a real man, got himself a real life girlfriend. But then Kookie, my Kookie, what was that favour you wanted?

 JK:  Well, the thing is, you know, because when we are in the hotel I spend all my time with you, then I had to step out for a few with yyyy to make out a little, you know, couldn’t do it in the privacy of my hotel room, because I’m never there, so yeah, had no choice but to do it on the street, near the entrance to another hotel.   You know, a man gotta do what a man gotta do.  Didn’t think anyone would see us, you know, being here in LA and all.  

JM: Yeah, I get that, like totes.  So, what happened?  

 JK:  Ugh, bestie, some fan, she saw us.  She saw me with yyyy.  Now for sure she knows yyyy is my girlfriend.  You know how she’s Korean – you can tell straight away – and we have matching styles, we do influence each other. She also saw the way I look at yyyy, for sure she saw it in my eyes.  I’m so screwed bro, my best platonic friend, my closest person in the whole world, but not boyfriend, god forbid.

 JM: Oh bro, that’s just bad man.  But what can I do?

 *Knocking on the door.

 JM:    Hey, what’s up.

Man:  Tae is having a live, he asked that we call JK to join him.

JM:    So what are you doing here?

Man:  Seriously JM?  You need to ask that?  Please tell JK that Tae asked him to join him on his Vlive.

JM:    Ugh, ok, I’ll tell him.

 *Door closes

 JM:  That was…

 JK:  Yeah, I heard man.  Ugh, I don’t feel like it.  You know I’m not in the mood now.

 JM: Wait, let me think a minute man.  I think I got an idea.  We can use this to cover up for your escapades.  Hear me out for a second.

 JK:  Ok, bro, friend, bestie, love of my life in an only platonic way, of course, what are you thinking?

 JM:  I know you don’t feel like going on the live, but what if you do?  But you do with me, eh?  

 JK:  What do you mean?

 JM:  So, I’ll go be with Tae to start with, then you join in, like 15 minutes in, I, of course, will act all surprised you joined.  Then, we’ll play around together and we’ll drop some TMI’s for the viewers.  You know, say stuff about us, you know…

 JK:  Yeah man, great idea.  You can tell them how I’m in your room, like all the time, even at 2 am. No way they will believe I have a girlfriend then, my platonic bestie, whom I spend every spare minute with.

 JM: True that JayKay, my manly man.

 JK:  I’ll just say I come see you cause I’m bored, right?

 JM: Oh, for sure mate, otherwise they might think you come over to practice and stuff.  They need to believe you would rather be in my room than anything else, yeah?  Otherwise they won’t buy it.

 JK:  God, thanks man, you’re a lifesaver, don’t know what I would do without you. Also, can you be a little handsy too? You know, like you are when we’re here in your room.  

 JM: Hey bro, what are friends for, right?  

 JK:  Oh man, you’re the bestest.  The absolute bestest platonic bro ever.  Did I tell you today I love you?

 JM: No, you didn’t man.

 JK:  Good, cause you know I never say I love you.

 JM: Right, right.  Well, I’m off to Tae’s room,  15 minutes and you join me, yeah?

 JK:  Yeah, ok.  Thanks again man.

 JM: No probs.

 *Door opens and closes.

  See this Link here too.

So, there you have it. Earth rattling, mind blowing, shocking revelations.

 The scoop of a lifetime.

They tried to trick us, they did.  And they almost had us.  

 It’s all been a lie.

Mic drop.

 Blog closed.

For part 1 of this mind blowing, life changing, earth shattering expose see:  

Link here.

[ayamturd]

bisexual│mcyt hc

warnings: small mentions of hate, fluff

prompt: (requested 1 & 2) “Hello uh I saw one of your posts about the dream smp reacting to you coming out so I was wondering if you haven't already done it can you do dream smp reacting to you coming out as bisexual?” 

“Hello yamturd so I was wondering if maybe you could do tubbo, Tommy and Ranboo reacting to reader coming out as bisexual or lesbian if you haven't already done it :)” 

pairings: irl platonic! dream, ranboo, tommy and tubbo ; c!technoblade

a/n: if i offend or misinterpret anything in this hc, please feel free to message and correct me otherwise. i will always try to correct or delete this post if asked so <33

sending my love to all those who identify as bisexual <33

wc: (1.5k) - m.list

dream - 

considering his prideful personality sometimes, you probably wanted to play with his ego and drop subtle hints

not anything too obvious, but enough to make him kick himself when he realizes

though it was admittedly difficult since he plays into the dnf ship so much that he thinks you’re also joking more than half the time 

imagine you two were in a voice call one evening and randomly discussing the recent fanon and what would be funny to turn into canon (to mess with the fandom)

you’ve been recently shipped with two other content creators, both of opposing female and male gender, separately and together

“Honestly, I wouldn’t mind hitting that.” “Which one?” “Both.”

He’d laugh, but you didn’t.

“Wait, you’re serious? You actually identify as…?” “Bisexual. Yeah, I’m pretty sure anyway.” “Y/n, that’s amazing.”

takes pride in the fact that you trust him, but would feign being upset that you messed with him for as long as you did

be jokingly offended if he found out someone knew before him

“Wait…” “Yes?” “You told Bad??” “Yeah, he was one of the first.” “W— Why??”

It was your turn to laugh while he gawked in disbelief.

“It’s Bad! Of course I told him.” “… Fair enough.”

hate is a given, and he’ll always be there to support and defend you

he’ll always ask your permission before taking any action, however, because he respects you too much and knows you can fight your own battles

dream is someone will show relentless support, whether that be through words or moral support, he’ll always be there for you 

c!technoblade - 

i honestly feel like you never officially came out to techno

as you began to recognize yourself as bisexual, you slowly expressed yourself around him more openly to the point where he unconsciously knew

it’d probably would have hit him in the most random moment after months of assuming he knew

imagine you’re in the midst of battle when techno paused entirely with wide eyes 

“Y/n!” “What!?” “Are you gay??”

you would tease him when discussing your love life in one-sided conversations with him; him basically choosing to ignore you when you talk to him

“Honestly, Techno, how could you not want to hit that?” “Please, just stop.”

(i’ve written this before but will stand by this that) he truly doesn’t care for your sexuality

you’re a friend, someone he trusts and relies on, he doesn’t need to consider who you’re attracted to since he sees you for your skills and friendship

the only, and only time he is mindful of your sexuality depends on others unnecessary comments about it

the smp is a known judgement free land, but there will always be someone with ignorant opinions that he is always quick to shut down (or kill)

nothing much can be said besides the fact that you’ll always be y/n to him: a loyal friend and someone he would fight the world for

ranboo - 

oh sweet ranboo, dear ranboo

considering how openly supportive and kind he naturally is, you didn’t question the idea of telling him

i’d like to imagine that unlike most where you planned or waited to tell, the moment you knew, he would know soon after

imagine you called him before he began his lore stream to hype him up

you both were talking about more mundane things to calm his nerves as people joined when you brought it up

“Oh actually, before you start, I wanted to tell you something.” “Sure, what is it?” “Well, I— I’m Bisexual.” “…You’re tELLING ME THIS WHEN I’M ABOUT TO START MY STREAM??” “Y/n! I’m so happy for you, that’s amazing!”

he’s incredibly patient concerning how you wanted others to know or when you were ready to be completely out

similar to c!techno with the same beliefs you’re still y/n, and nothing has changed besides you coming out as yourself

he’s your go to when days are rough, because he knows how to help you understand you’re still loved as the same y/n and nothing less

“Hey, hey, listen to me. I love you, y/n. We all do, and you’ll never be alone when things get rough, alright?” (love /p)

knows how to silently deal with hate in his chat unless it becomes evident enough to address it (doesn’t want to bring attention to meaningless words until it becomes serious)

ranboo’s your rock and makes show that he’ll never believe anything other than that you deserve love

tommyinnit - 

as someone who took pride in defending the LGBTQ+ community, you had no hesitation when coming out to tommy

if any, your reluctance would come from accepting yourself to the point to be open with other people

it’s not as if he didn’t accept you, he could never imagine doing so in the slightest, but he probably wouldn’t know what to say initially

imagine you both were in the midst of playing bedwars together in a recording for a video

he had been busy gathering emeralds while you remained at the base, and the comforting silence gave you the confidence to blindly address it

“Hey Tommy?” “What, y/n? I’m in the middle of something right now.” “Oh, um, I’m pretty sure I’m bisexual.” “…” “…Tommy?” “…” “T— Tommy?”

it’d be dead quiet for a few seconds before you heard the noise of him rustling in realization

“Wait wait wait, you’re serious? You’re bisexual?” “Haha yeah, yeah, I am.” “WHA—!”

he was happy for you, to say the least

tommy loves to joke, and one he loved to make would be your attraction to both genders

you like women? pog!

you like men? a shame, honestly

if you were publicly out, his favorite bit would be to include you in his obnoxious swooning

imagine he was streaming while talking about his love for women

“Boys, honestly, the ladies just can’t resist me.”

The ding of discord notified you entering the call, the sound of your laughter immediately coming through.

“I agree, Tommy, I definitely agree.” “Y/n! You are attracted to women, and I am also attracted to women. You can agree women are amazing, yes?” “I can, Tommy. Women are indeed amazing.” “Good lad!” “Tommy, you do realize I’m not only attracted to w—” “Shush, we don’t speak of that.”

he showed his support by normalizing your sexuality, his acceptance quick and easily integrated into your lives

(this is getting long but—) tommy was well aware he lacked some knowledge when being in the LGBTQ+ community, but openly voiced his ignorance as a sign of awareness itself

he was always quick to correct either himself or others, he refused to accept slander of any type in his streams

would probably try to keep it light heartedly, but scold nonetheless

tommy was your figurative cheerleader, always there to include and uplift you, whether that be through the smallest gestures or loudest cheers

tubbo - 

poor tubbo

since he wasn’t the most careful with secrets, you probably withheld telling him till you were ready for most to know

this isn’t to deter anything of not trusting him, he’s still supportive and loving tubbo that wouldn’t dare do anything purposeful against you

if anything, you might have forgotten that he didn’t know when you were casually taking about it within a group

imagine you and Ranboo were trying to get him to sleep one early morning but gave up

you started talking about personal stuff and the topic of your love life came up, specifically the attraction to someone of the same gender

“I don’t know, Ranboo, I mean, I think I like them but at the same time I’m not sure.” “That’s fai—” “Wait, y/n. You’re gay??” “Bisexual, actually.” “WaAA—”

his very sleep deprived state was extremely happy and emotional for you

he’s like the little duckling with a knife, like he loves you completely but will try to hurt anyone that offends you

like tommy, he has no personal knowledge when being in the LGBTQ+ community but will solely learn for your sake

whether you’re younger or not, tubbo never fails to remind you that he looks up to you

he gives his all and won’t hesitate to provide in any way he can if needed

“You matter,” he’ll always say, “you’re important and no one else’s opinion matter.”

is proud to be your friend and expresses his platonic love in full, for you’re you and are so brave to be yourself despite all

choosing not to tag my usual taglist just cause its a headcanon with a specific request <33 (huge ty to @basilly​ and @inniterhq​ though for the advice/motivation to finish this)

[jikookpancakes]

JIKOOK FIC RECS that no one asked for (2021)

but im giving anyway because THE TALENT IN THIS FANDOM IS INSANE

long post incoming!! this is probably just part 1 because i wont stop reading anytime soon so i’m inserting that link just in case i do make another one in the future

What’s a Soul Really Worth, Anyway? by thisneedsmorefilth - 130k words, fantasy, demon!jm, witch!jk, listen, this and the next one are my top 2 jikook fics of all time, so well-written, plot so exciting legit reads like a book, better than a lot of books tbh, the world-building is INSANE, jungkook and the gang accidentally summon demon!jimin and chaos ensue, especially for jungkook...and you know why!!!, so funny, angsty, cried so much, happy ending but listen to me: you gotta read the sequel too, YOU GOTTA.

Militat Omnis Amans: The Beginnings by edaen - 92k words, fantasy, werewolf!jk, vampire!jm, forbidden love, super slow burn but super worth it, JIKOOK IN THIS IS MY FAVORITE JIKOOK IN ANY FIC EVER EVER EVER, this is the ultimate all or nothing will freeze hell over for the other kind of love, and the way this is written is just so... how do i describe it. like you can just tell the author wanted to be very realistic with their feelings. you’ve seen the word count, this is SLOW burn. like you will legit feel their struggle to just be able to love each other and while it hurts, it’s also SO GLORIOUS. i love this one so much and if you like reading angst with happy ending but like cranked up to 200% then read this. bonus feels if you read the whole series

Until Dawn (series) by edaen - this is the long series where the previous one above is part of. highly rec if you love fantasy and you wanna read about bts being a rag tag group of supernatural beings fighting evil yay. also it makes the above fic more satisfying because you see more of jikook just being tgt and in love (with bonus angst because of course)

7 Signs by NamHyora - 27k words, secret spies au, abo, alpha!jk, omega!jm who is always used as a raven in their operations aka they use jimin and his attractive self to attract people and gather information or acquire targets and all that spy stuff, and his bestie alpha jk is not too happy about it hehe, friends to lovers, iove this one so much i wish it was longer but i think the author is planning to write a sequel!

Drop Like Confetti by annie_vi - 110k words, ceo!jk, age difference, age swap, ahhh i love this fic so much cause jimin smart and mature and has this no bs attitude, and he can keep up with jk despite the age gap and the difference in status/experiences, jk sexy dilf in this one eheh, i love it cause the drama/angst tackles a very real concern for such couples, like there’s no angst just for the sake of having angst, it really makes sense where they’re both coming from, they’re so whipped for eo too so love that for me

Fold it Up Like Origami by annie_vi - 99k words, gamer!jk, model!jm, same author as above and jk is so boyfriend goals in this one and in all this author’s fics in general like wow my standards are so high now i will legit be single forever just reading jikook fics (with no regrets), secret relationship due to their celeb status, well-written as usual, dialogues/banter in this author’s fics are just YES

The Tournament by kinkmins - 34k words, prince!jm, bodyguard!jk, abo, i’ll paste part of the summary here “Prince Jimin gets ready to hold a tournament where 50 alphas compete for a chance to court him, his father the king hires a new bodyguard who is a little too blunt and a little too talkative.“, i really love this oneeeee

Screwed Up and Brilliant by annie_vi - 113k words, escort!jk, jimin needed a date for a work event and in comes jungkook, escort extraordinaire with a no sex rule and jimin is just dasdkjfhasl, a lot of that “is this real or is he just acting” kinda angst, fluff smut angst

Like Everything Glows by annie_vi - 180k words, merman!jm, aquatic vet!jk, ok this is like my 4th rec from this author just read all their fics you’re welcome, this is their first fantasy fic but soso good, i rec’d this to someone who doesn’t really read fics and she really loved it and said “their love is so pure hhh”, she’s right

Track one: I love you by honeydice - 30k words, they’re “just” best friends, lots of pining it hurts, there’s some yoonmin and mentioned past jinmin in this so just noting in case, angst, denial of feelings, siiiiigh

InYou by edaen - 4k words, pwp :), abo, the morning after jikook mating, more sexytimes ensue + fluff

Falling For You Again by Rose_gold715 - 30k words, amnesia au, jk forgets about jimin and idk just something about this hits right in the feels. btw i don’t support the jk hated jm before in real life agenda so i don’t like this fic for that reason but i like this fic because i love me some good painful angst with happy ending.

The President’s Son by AmeliaBedelia - 55k words, bodyguard!jk, president’s son!jm, jk is assigned to shadow jm bc his life is under threat, and things develop :), jm is jk’s gay awakening :) :)

A Touch of Sin by pettey - 102k words, fantasy au, police officer!jk, supernatural!jm, shamanism, LOOK AT THE RANGE OF JIKOOK WRITERS YALL, this is such an interesting concept, so different from every other fic i’ve read, really well-written, sometimes you come across fics and you cant help but go “someone out there rly blessing me with this art for free”

Tears to the Tide by haromame - 65k words, abo, alpha!jk, omega!jm, honestly there’s not a lot of abo elements it’s focused more on jungkook having ptsd as he just came from war, established relationship jikook, he comes back home to jimin and things have just... changed. except their love ok THEY LOVE EO SO MUCH this made me cry so f much ugh so good tho.

Zero Hour by edaen - 5k words, canon compliant, a little drabble based around rosebowl jikook, it’s part of a series/collection of canon compliant jikook so if you’re looking for more canon compliant here you go!!, also if you can’t tell already i tend to like several things from a single author, i haven’t read their other fics im legit saving for sad days but i am confident enough to say their other fics are also rec-worthy.

Wonder by wordcouture - 7k words, im sorry in advance, mcd :( pls take care of yourself, i don’t like sad endings ok i don’t, but this is so popular and i was like, ok let’s see what the hype is all about, i get it now, :((((((((((((((((((((, well-written tho, bc the author will manage to crush your heart in just 7k words ha ha

The Omega Revolution by PinkBTS  - 158k words, abo, alpha!jk omega!jm, dystopian au, the hunger games more specifically mockingjay vibes, angst with happy ending but there’s some...things... lost along the way and i think that’s realistic for a dystopian war au, well-written

Blind Switch - 226k words, jockey!jk, rich spoiled brat!jm, jm gets exiled to his grandparents ranch where he meets jk yeehaw, im sorry for the yeehaw, anyway fluff smut angst enemies friends to lovers hurt/comfort slow burn happy ending, all the good stuff, ugh jk so boyfriend goals, also the amount of fluff in the later chapters thank u writer

Finally by Rose_gold715 - 12k words, abo, alpha!jk, omega!jm, angst with happy ending, jikook mate out of convenience and jimin runs away from jk and his pack feeling unloved and outcasted, but jungkook goes after him :((

Park Jimin’s Guide to Good Housekeeping by Ashlyn17 - 235k words, fantasy au, when i say jikook has the best fic writers i mean jikook has the best fic writers because THE WORLD-BUILDING in this one?, THE PLOT TWIST?, yesyesyes, jungkook is a powerful fae and jimin is assigned to be his housekeeper hehe, listen my entire fic rec has several that could be great netflix shows and this is definitely one of them

A Spell That Reminds Me of Your Name by Chimneycricket - 42k words, wizards!au, enemies to friends to lovers and the development felt natural, well-written plus the author sometimes makes art of their fics and other jikook fics and posts on twitter, both their fics and art are so good, i’ve heard good stuff about their other fics too :)

that’s it for now!

just a quick one about my preferences: idc about tops/bottoms, i read just about anything but i prefer fantasy and multi-chaptered fics, i love established relationship jikook so hmu with recs anytime, i don’t like reading anything with cheating and mcd, i love fics where jk and jm are just so friggin in love they are just IT for eo, and at the end of the day even if there are elements to the fics i wouldn’t normally read, as long as they’re well-written then i’m all for it

[mizunetzu]

YOURE DOPE ASS SHIT HOMIE <3333 can i get uuHHHhh mutha fuckin tanaka x femboy reader ?

HAHAHA SAY LESS I NEVER EXPECTED TO GET A TANAKA REQUEST IM-

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Tanaka x reader - one date wonder

⚠️ warnings - reader is referred to as a girl unintentionally, by Nishinoya in the beginning. Don’t worry, I assure you this is a Male Fic. Ta-ho.

Pronouns - male, he/him

——————

If there was one thing Tanaka hated, it was pretty boys.

They were so over hyped. Just because they have a handsome face, all of a sudden they’re the talk of the town. Especially if they had a skirt on and whatnot. What happened to personality?

“Oi oi Ryu!”

Tanaka didn’t notice Nishinoya shoving a phone towards his face. He continued skimming through the Miyagi volleyball weekly magazine. “If I see one more article about that prick Oikawa I’m gonna-“

“Ryu!” Nishinoya practically slapped Tanaka’s head with his phone. Tanaka yelped.

“Hell was that for?!”

Nishinoya wordlessly held up his phone uncomfortably close to Tanaka’s face.

A girl with (h/l), boyish hair and a pretty pink skirt stood tall on Nishinoya’s small phone screen. The girl had cute (h/c) hair, framing her face as she posed with her hand flexed into a peace sign.

She was totally his type.

“Apparently she goes to our school.” Noya giddily scrolled through the girls feed, careful not to accidentally like anything as to not be caught stalking her page. Tanaka exhaled.

“Dude...if I ever see her I think I’m boutta simp.”

“Riiiight?” Nishinoya held down his phone screen to let Tanaka in on the girls social media page.

———

Walking into class the next day, he ran into a horde of girls surrounding someone in the middle of the room. There seemed to be someone in the center, awkwardly chuckling and trying to say something, but it was drowned out but the vociferous squeals or questions thrown at them. Tanaka couldn’t quite make out the person’s face.

Stalking closer, trying to subtly peek from over the heads of the girls, the person’s eyes slowly panned over to him. They locked eyes. Something seemed oddly familiar about that person. He couldn’t quite place it, though.

The person’s eyes lit up and they wadded their way out of the horde and made their way to him. Upon closer inspection, the person was handsome, and wearing the boy’s gakuran. It made sense, he was being crowded around a bunch of girls gawking at his pretty face. He immediately puffed out his chest and scowled.

“Oi oi! Got a problem, pretty boy?”

“P-pre...” The person, who he now knew was a boy, flushed and shook his head. “A-anyways! Tanaka-kun, can...”

“C-Can you meet me in the school courtyard after class!”

The boy bowed suddenly, making Tanaka falter and step back. He awkwardly coughed. “Uh-sorry man, do I know you?”

Of course he knew him. He was that one popular second year in class 2-4 that every girl was throwing their panties at. He found it weird that he wanted to talk to him out of everyone.

“My name is (L/n) (Y/n)! I’m-im in class 4 but I...don’t think we‘ve ever spoken before...”

“Then why do you wanna meet up later? Do you needa tell me sumthin’? Can’t you just tell me now?”

“No!” (Y/n) puffed out his cheeks. For such a high strung popular pretty boy, he was acting pretty fumbly and flustered. “I can’t say it here-!”

“Uh...ok...see you there...?”

“Thank you!” (Y/n) smiled, walking through the eavesdropping girls and out the door.

Tanaka wondered why he looked so familiar. Oh well, it’s probably nothing.

———

Tanaka picked at his unbuttoned school uniform, standing under a cherry tree in the school courtyard. It took him every single ounce of his body not to just up and leave.

His ears perked up at the sound of rapid footsteps approaching him. There stood this boy from before, doubled over and heaving in front of him. Tanaka shoved his hands in his pockets.

“So-what’ja need, dude?” Tanaka tried to sound as nonchalant as possible. (Y/n’s) head snapped up, and he stiffly straightened upright.

“This is for you-!” He averted his gaze as he outstretched a pristine white envelope to Tanaka with both hands, a cute little heart sticker sealing the opening flap shut. Tanaka blinked once. Twice.

Did a girl ask him to give this to him? Wait, why would this pretty boy who probably thought he was some ruffian scum randomly be giving him this love letter? Was he trying to make fun of him? Did he think that he didn’t get love confessions because he wasn’t a popular pretty boy like him?

“Oi, you tryna mock me or something? Tryna make fun of me pretending a girl wanted you to give this to me?” Tanaka puffed out his chest, tilting his chin up. (Y/n) paled.

“No! No! This-“ (Y/n’s) grip on the letter tightened, crumpling the smooth paper ever so slightly at the corners. “This i-is a real letter...f-from me to you, Tanaka-kun...!”

Tanaka blinked again. Huh? Huh?!

“I like you, Tanaka-kun! I know it’s weird because you don’t know me and I’m really popular and ‘wow why is this popular dude talking to me haha and why is he so awkward’ but I really wanted to tell you and-“

(Y/n’s) phone buzzed. He stopped in his tracks, and fished his phone out of his black school pants. Tanaka, even though he knew he shouldn’t, peeked over his head a bit, trying to see what was on his phone.

Powering it on, a picture of a girl with boyish hair and pink overall-skirt popped up on screen, holding up a peace sign near her eyes. That girl looked familiar.

Oh! That was the girl that him and Noya were fawning over the other day! Now that he thought about it, the girl and (Y/n) looked very similar. Like, very, very, similar. Same hair, same eyes, same everything...

That’s when something clicked in Tanaka’s head.

(Y/n) clicked out of his Home Screen and shot a quick text to someone on his phone. He pocketed it once more.

“A-anyways, sorry Ta-“

“Are you a crossdresser?!”

“Cr...” (Y/n) sputtered. Tanaka pointed bluntly at (Y/n), eyes widened in disbelief.

“No! No I’m not! I...why can’t I wear feminine clothes without being called a crossdresser...”

(Y/n’s) shoulders slumped over. Stagnant air surrounded them as (Y/n’s) nimble fingers dropped the letter carelessly, letting it flutter towards the ground gracefully.

‘Fuck. Fuuuuck. Me and my big mouth...’

Tanaka awkwardly cleared his throat. “I-I didn’t mean it like that! I’m sorry, man! There’s no harm in um...wearing that-! Shit, uh. How can I make it up to you?”

(Y/n) smirked. He slowly raised his head up. He held out his pointer finger.

“You can make it up to me by going out on a date with me.”

Tanaka deadpanned. Treacherous pretty boy snake. “Wh-“

(Y/n) clasped his hands together. “Please! Just one! And we don’t even have to hold hands or anything! After that it’s done! It’s just-“

“F-fine.”

(Y/n) looked up. “Really...?”

“I mean, it wasn’t cool of me to call you a crossdresser, so if it’s just one...”

“All right!”

———

The date went by like a dream. Even if Tanaka didn’t harbor much feelings for (Y/n), he still enjoyed eating free food.

Though, he couldn’t help himself from occasionally staring at (Y/n). Not because he had something on his face of anything,

But because he was wearing a a high-waisted black plaid skirt with a belt secured snuggly on his waist, with a slightly baggy baby pink sweater that looked comfortable enough to sleep in. And to top it all off, a small kitty hair clip pinning some loose strands of hair behind his ear.

He looked exactly like he did on his social media. Tanaka gulped.

Even if he was a guy, he couldn’t help but notice how his skin seemed to glow off the fabric of his sweater, or how his skirt complimented his body perfectly.

“U-uh, (L/n)-san?” Tanaka was trying to be as respectable as he could. (Y/n) stopped eating mid bite and waiting for him to go on.

“Why do you uh, pose as a girl on social media if you don’t want people thinking your a girl..? No offense, I mean? Just wonderin’, y’know.” Tanaka took a huge bite out of his food to occupy his running mouth.

“Oh.” (Y/n) pulled up his phone and booted up his profile on social media. “It says in my bio that I’m a dude. So, it’s kind of the persons fault if they mistook me as a girl, but I don’t mind if they do...! I think I look pretty...”

Tanaka flushed. Yeah, he definitely wouldn’t deny it. He was kinda cute when he tried hiding his blushing face behind his chopsticks. But he wouldn’t say it out loud. It’s like he liked him or anything, no. Definitely not!

———

Next day at school, Tanaka felt a strange sort of emptiness in his chest. It felt hollow, like he was coming off a high and dealing with the consequences. And he had no fucking clue why.

“Dude...I feel so depressed...” Tanaka slumped over a box in the club room, sighing dramatically. Nishinoya hummed while scrolling through (Y/n’s) profile, once again.

There was a sour taste in his mouth. Tanaka glared holes into Noya’s side, until Noya finally looked up from his phone.

“Dude, why’re you glaring at me-“

“Help me with my baggage I’m feelin’ depressed and I don’t know why!” Nishinoya sighed, before smiling widely and standing up with his chest out.

“Ok. Doctor Nishinoya here. What seems to be the problem, good sir.”

Tanaka snickered. It was Nishinoya’s turn to glare at him.

“So, I went on a date with this gu-, um, girl, and I only went because I promised, so now I don’t know why I’m feeling so sad.”

“Liaaar. Siiiiimp.”

“Shut up!” Tanaka barked at Nishinoya. “I’m tellin’ the truth here!”

“Well,” Tanaka gave Nishinoya a look to go on. Noya clicked a pen he found on the club room floor and adjusted his non-existent glasses. “Sounds like you caught feelings, dude.”

Tanaka sputtered. “I-I couldn’t have!”

“You totally could.”

“Could not!”

“You could”

“Not!”

“Why not, then?” Nishinoya crossed his arms.

“Because the person I went on a date with is a dude!”

Nishinoya choked on air. Tanaka covered his mouth. Noya sighed.

“Well, maybe you’re just a lil’ gay then.”

“I’M NOT!”

——

Ok, maybe he was. Just a little bit. A teeny weeny bit.

Tanaka found himself standing outside the 2-4 classroom, and he frankly didn’t know why. He didn’t know why he was so nervous too. He was really, really scared to go inside. But he wouldn’t show it.

Which is why he was leaning on the wall across from the door, with a scowl on his face and a suffocating, intimidating aura around him. Ennoshita walked out of the 2-4 classroom, before immediately being drowned in Tanaka’s scary presence.

“Jesus Christ Tanaka-kun, you scared the hell out of me!” Ennoshita rubbed his eyes. “Anyways, did you need something? Were you waiting for me or something?”

Tanaka’s face relaxed. “Uh! Actually I-I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing here, so I’m just gonna-“

“Tanaka-kun?”

Shit.

Tanaka slowly turned around. Standing in the classroom door frame was (Y/n), holding a bento and looking directly at Tanaka.

“Oh-! Sorry, sorry, please give me a second-ah-!” (Y/n) excused himself from his growing horde of female classmates, worming his way out of the classroom.

“What are you doing here?”

Tanaka’s mouth ran dry. Nishinoya’s voice rang in his ear.

‘Well, maybe you’re just a lil’ gay then.’

Fuck! Maybe he was. But fuck.

“U-uh...” A million thought went through Tanaka’s head, and went blank at the same time. It was the same feeling he gets whenever he looked at Kiyoko. The same tingly, warm, simp-y feeling.

Ennoshita looked between the two, before gasping in realization. “Oh. Oh! So-uh, I’m gonna...head to practice-Daichi said he needed me for something bye-!”

Ennoshita whispered a “Tell him.” in Tanaka’s ear as he walked by, then promptly disappeared behind a wall. Tanaka looked back at (Y/n).

“Um...h-hi...”

‘Fuck! Stop stuttering!’

Tanaka leaned against the wall, trying to seem as cool and suave as he could. (Y/n) put his hands in his pockets.

“Did’ya need something from me?”

‘Tell him. Tell him. Tell him.’

Shut up, Ennoshita! Tell him what, exactly? He didn’t know if he was even sure about his feelings or not.

“So...about our um...date a few days ago..” Tanaka also shoved his hands in his pockets.

“Ah! You’re here to tell me it was weird going out with a guy! Or that it was weird going out with a guy in a skirt! I’m-“

“No! No! Not at all!” Tanaka blurted out. (Y/n) let his mouth fall shut.

“I just...” Tanaka pursed his lips. “...Maybe we could, I dunno, go out on...another date.”

“Really?!”

Tanaka flushed and furrowed his brows. “Y-Yeah! You got a problem with that-!”

“Yeah! I mean no! I mean I’d love to go!” (Y/n) grasped onto Tanaka’s hands, squeezing them tightly. “Are you free this Friday at around 8?”

“‘Course I am!”

“It’s a date, then, Tanaka-kun.”

——————

Epilogue:

“No way your going out with her.”

“Him.” Tanaka corrected, pointing at Nishinoya’s phone. An image of (Y/n) holding up a cat he found on the street in an oversized sweater was on screen. “It’s a dude. And he’s my boyfriend.”

Nishinoya stopped walking. Tanaka raised his eyebrows.

“You’re such a liar, dude-“

“Tanaka-kun!”

A voice rang out, with growing footsteps approaching behind them. Both Tanaka and Nishinoya turned around, though with the dark moonlight it was hard to see who it was.

Someone wearing a skirt, tucked in shirt, and Karasuno jacket stopped behind the two. Tanaka smirked triumphantly what Nishinoya gawked, looking between his phone and the person.

(Y/n) smiled. “Are we still on for our date today? I know it’s kinda late...”

“Course we are, babe.” Tanaka smugly wrapped his arm around (Y/n), making sure Nishinoya saw. Noya’s mouth fell open.

“HOLY-WHAT THE FUCK! RYU, HOW’D YOU-“

“To be honest I don’t really know either.”

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[malepresentingleg]

for some reason, I'm kinda gaining followers so I thought I'd make a pinned post with some of my fanfics info and links!

The fandoms are ordered from new to old, so I'm probably only open to the newer fandoms for requests, but my feel free to send an ask or a msg anyway!

All my fics are rated Teen or below, and the rating is for mild swearing or mild implied sexual content but nothing further.

Haikyuu!! (Kagehina)

People Keep Trying to Play Matchmaker For Tobio (series, 2 fics, complete) (only anime knowledge needed)

Fix Me Up Never : (multi-chaptered, 19.5k, complete) After Tanaka and Nishinoya try to set Tobio up with a stranger, in a panic he says he's already in a relationship. For some reason, they immediately assumed the relationship is with Hinata. Fake dating idiots to lovers with a pinch of pining and lots of fluff!

I'm Already Fixed: (one-shot, 4.4k, complete) Started out as the epilogue for the previous fic: Kageyama's mom thinks he and Hinata would make a great couple and keeps trying to push them together. What she doesn't know is that they already are. More fluff, supportive mom, and oblivious idiots.

(Manga spoilers) I thought maybe to add another one, post time-skip, post Adlers-Jackles match where maybe the media thinks Kageyama is dating Yachi or something, sort of a social media fic...?

How To (maybe series but only one fic so far)

How to Kiss Your Tall Boyfriend When He's Stupid: (one-shot 6.7k, complete) Hinata is short, his boyfriend is both tall and oblivious. Shenanigans ensue. A 5 + 1 fluffy fic about smooches, avoid if you don't have a dental plan.

I thought maybe to add more "How To" fics, like maybe "how to give a compliment to your insecure boyfriend". I'm open to suggestions and requests :D

Oceans Between Us (multi-chapter, 15k, WIP) - manga spoilers The one I'm currently writing in hopes of getting back into the groove, currently 15k in, hopefully I will finish soon :) Hinata is going to move to Brazil in a year and Kageyama is moving to Tokyo now so they navigate the long distance and their relationship while being fluffy supportive boyfriends. But it's hard and not as simple as they thought. Tons of fluff and a little angst in the middle.

Butterflies series This is kind of my baby, it's supposed to have at least 5 (or more) fics that follow Kagehina throughout the years and their relationship and personal growth. I have a huge doc and google sheet with a timeline and snippets of scenes and I plan to one day finish and post it :') it's going to follow the events of the manga plus some.

no-name getting together fic It's the first in the series, with the trope "wait are you flirting with me?" "have been for the past year but thanks for noticing". I need more flirting ideas if you have any ;)

ATLA (but not really, it's just an idea)

The gang finds out about Zuko being the blue spirit. That's the idea so far.

Spiderman: Far From Home (but also not really, it's just one snippet)

Me being mad at the post-credit scene direction (drabble, 0.5k, complete) Basically, I thought it was very stupid how seriously they took Mysterio's message and reveal I mean why would anyone believe it? So this is Peter giving an interview about it.

Andi Mack (all G rated, they are KIDS)

Friends Really Know Better (series, Tyrus and Bandi, 2 fics, complete) This is like the same events from 2 POVs- Buffy's POV is Tyrus centric, and Cyrus's POV and Bandi centric.

Friends Are The Best Matchmakers: (one-shot, 3.6k, complete) Buffy is trying to meddle because pining gays are being stupid (but maybe she's also a stupid pining gay).

Who Will You Tell If Not Me?: (one-shot, 3.5k, complete) Cyrus is on a mission to get his two BFFs together, just because he loves them and wants them to be happy and not at all as a distraction from his own totally one-sided crush on TJ.

Thought We Were Friends: (one-shot, 1.9k, complete) Welcome to sad-town :( This is angsty and teenage emo dramatic because they're 14 and exactly that. This is just Cyrus's thoughts after the costume day events.

The Bright Session (Adam/Caleb)

At Least I Have You: (one-shot, 1.9k, complete) It's been a few weeks since the Safe House Incident, and our boys are trying to get back to normal but it's not that easy. tw for panic attacks and football. Half of this is fluff tho :)

Young Justice (cartoon)

I have like 12 published fic in this fandom, most of them are Birdflash and the most recent one is 4 years old so I don't feel the need to list them all... maybe just a couple that I like and are not as old (and bad):

Charms and Wonders: (one-shot, 3.3k, complete) Wally's parents are SURE he is dating someone from the team. The problem is they think it's a girl. A little angst (and homophobia), some fluff, and a happy ending.

Practice: (one-shot, 2.3k, complete) Dick and Wally don't wanna suck at kissing so the logical thing to do is obviously practice with your best bro.

[rowanaelinn]

Fire on Fire - Chapter Three

Chapter two // Chapter four

“My head’s gonna explode,” Elide Lochan sighed before she drank two big gulps of water as if she had been thirsty for days. Aelin knew the feeling. She’d been working for two hours now but it felt like ten. The bar was so hot and the music so loud, she couldn’t wait to go home and come back to the silence of her room.

Today was her first day and of course, it was a Saturday night, the busiest night of the week. The uniform, which was basically only a tight white shirt and a pair of black booty shorts, was one of the other reasons Aelin decided she hated this job but only stayed for the money. Aelin had been lucky today if you can call it that, but unfortunately, that luck didn’t extend to Elide.

Some douche-bags slapped her ass when she served him his drink, and of course, all his friends howled with laughter. As if sexual harassment was some kind of joke. The moment Elide mentioned this incident, Aelin had wanted to slam the guy's head on the table but Elide stopped her. The customer was always right and both Aelin and Elide needed this job too much.

They had decided not to tell their co-worker Manon about that, Aelin and Elide had already worked with her before and Aelin knew where Manon was, violence usually followed. It was something Aelin loved about that woman, and she also found it hot as hell. Okay, maybe she had a bit of a crush on the white-haired woman. But in Aelin’s defense, Elide did have a crush on her too. It was like a general experience.

“Do you think we’ll be fired if we don’t go back?” Aelin put her cold bottle of water against the back of her neck, in an attempt to cool her down.

“Definitely, Rofle is a dick. I mean have you seen this outfit?” The brunette turned on herself and gestured to the more than revealing clothes. Aelin agreed, if her cousin saw her in this outfit he would have a heart attack. She was suddenly glad this bar opened last week, at least Aedion didn’t know this place. Yet.

“Girls,” Nesryn interrupted them. “Break’s over. Go back to work.”

Aelin undid her ponytail, a forbidden hairstyle in this bar apparently, and went back behind the counter. She wore her best fake smile and ignored the lingering looks on her breast or her backside, winked and flirted back when clients thought they had a chance of taking her home with them. Aelin hid her disgust of these men pretty good, she was proud of herself for it.

She would quit if she wasn’t low on money lately. For hell’s sake, Aedion was paying half of her rent. It had been a very long discussion between them, Aelin would rather live on the street than depend on someone. Aelin got convinced when Aedion made it clear if she didn’t accept he would call her parents. So Aelin put her pride aside and accepted, at the only condition Aedion let her pay him back whenever she could. He had argued but accepted. The Ashryver family wasn’t very good at compromise, but at least they tried.

“Aelin, go take the order of table nine,” Manon yelled at her over the background noise. Aelin gave her a thumb up as she kept pouring alcohol in the shaker.

When Aelin was done making this cocktail she wiped her hands and walked toward table nine. She looked down to grab her little booklet and pen she left in one of the pockets of her apron as she said, “Hi, welcome to the sea dragon, what can I-” She stopped as she took in who was sitting in front of her. Lorcan Salvaterre, Fenrys, Connall Moonbeam, and of fucking course, gods-damned Rowan Whitethorn. She took a deep breath and smiled, but she knew her fake smile wasn’t as convincing as it was minutes before.

She focused on Fenrys and Connall, the only ones she could stand at that table. “What can I get you?”

Fenrys had an amused look on his face, accentuated by his smirk full of wickedness. “So this is your new job?” He asked, and if she didn’t know him the look could be considered genuine.

“You knew it, Fen. I told you hours ago.” Rowan’s head whipped to Fenrys, and Aelin’s face suddenly mirrored Fenrys’s. She didn’t know what the blonde had in mind, but if it annoyed Whitethorn, Aelin was on board. Rowan’s head turned back toward her and he narrowed his eyes. “Got something on my face, Whitethorn?” She couldn’t help it, she had to always argue with him.

“Yeah, all that make-up,” his eyes roamed over her body, it took everything in her not to move under the weight of his gaze. “What’s that outfit anyway?” His disdain was quite obvious.

“My uniform, dumbass.” She tightened her grip around her pen and notebook so much that her knuckles turned white. “Be careful, it almost sounds like you care.” It was one of the most sarcastic things she had ever said in her life, the look in his eyes was enough proof.

“Why would I care about you when you’re dressed like a stripper?” He crossed his arms and Aelin had to force herself not to stare at his muscles and at the tattoo on his arms. He was a handsome bastard and it made him quite hard to hate.

“So, no respect for sex workers, Whitethorn? Why am I not surprised?”

“No, actually I respect them a lot. You’re the only person I don’t respect.” It took everything in her not to punch him in the face right now, but that’s what he was waiting for. It was like he loved to see her lose control.

“I’m going to enjoy spitting in your drink.”

“Do that and I’ll have a nice chat with your boss, good luck to find another job, princess.” He was getting angry, Aelin loved that, it meant she was winning their little game.

“Feel free to do it, it just means you’ll have to share that splendid bathroom with me longer.” She winked at him and wiggled her brows. Rowan clenched his jaw, another sign of his anger.

“Can you two stop for a minute? I’m thirsty.” Lorcan Salvaterre interrupted them and Aelin rolled her eyes. She wasn’t exactly on friendly terms with Lorcan either, but instead of always arguing as she did with Rowan, they just ignored each other.

“Who are they?” Elide asked as Aelin prepared her roommates’ order. The four of them wanted a beer, classic.

“Two of them are the bane of my existence and the two others annoying but very pretty.”

“I want him in my bed,” Elide said as she bit her lip. Aelin whipped her head toward the guys, trying to know which one she was talking about.

“I have no idea which one you’re already planning to get naked but one of them is gay and the other three aren’t good options.”

“Great, I don’t want good and I don’t want to be good. And It’s the tall one.” Elide winked and left before Aelin could say anything. Of course, Elide would be attracted to Lorcan. Alein went back to their table, accidentally spilling a little bit of Rowan’s beer on him when she accidentally tripped. He swore at her but she decided to ignore it, instead, she pushed him so she could sit next to him to be right in front of Lorcan.

“You,” She pointed at Lorcan, with her smile full of mischief.

“Don’t look at me like that.” She shook his head and she heard the twins laugh.

“What’s your type of woman?”

“Everything you aren’t.”

“I’m gonna look past that insult because I am an amazing woman,” she was cut off by Rowan’s snort. “You shut up, you’re thirty and still single.” She looked back at Lorcan but heard Rowan correct her on his age. His highness was still twenty-nine for three months. “What about 5”2, brunette, very very scary. She’s also one of the prettiest women I’ve ever seen, but unfortunately, she doesn’t have good taste. I’m not her type but you are.” She winked at him. Rowan muttered something that sounded a lot like “We aren’t teenagers anymore” but she ignored him.

Lorcan furrowed his brow, Aelin could see him hesitate. “Where?”

“Want to see her dance?” Aelin didn’t wait for the answer and walked back to the bar.

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Rowan was mesmerized.

The moment Aelin Ashryver Galathynius started dancing was the moment he lost his mind.

He hated her for it, hated her for being the first thing anyone looked at when they entered a room. Hated her for being the most attractive woman he had seen in a while.

She had been raised to become this. Well, not to become a barmaid in a piss-poor bar in Doranelle. But to become the type of woman everyone looked at, everyone wanted.

With Evalin Ashryver as her mother, how could Aelin become something else? Her mother was an incredible actress, and one of the most famous ones. She was also known for being cunning, ambitious, and beautiful as a sin.

And with Rhoe Galathynius as her father, Aelin knew how to captivate an audience. Rhoe was a legend of football. Whenever he played, all eyes were on him. He was smart and as cunning as his wife, a perfect match if you listened to the papers. That’s probably why he was a coach now, and that’s also why his team almost always won.

So Aelin was born with amazing genes, a talent to bewitch everyone who looked at her, and a bank account bigger than anyone should have. That’s why he didn’t understand why she would be working here and living with five guys instead of just having a big apartment in the richest part of town. But Aedion had told everyone to never mention her parents, so they all listened. Everyone was careful to do just that, maybe because Lysandra had threatened to cut their favorite body part and to make them eat it if they ever mentioned Rhoe’s or Evalin’s name. All that the day they met her when she was one month away from turning eighteen.

Now this she-devil had him under her spell. He couldn’t stop looking at the way her hips moved perfectly on beat with the music, at the way her hands wandered over her stomach, the side of her breast, and then lifted her hair in the air. Or even at how close she was to her friend, the one who is apparently interested in Lorcan. Both of them were giving a show, and when Rowan finally looked away from the blonde it was to find almost every man with their eyes on her. She knew what she was doing, he knew she did. It made him want to yell at her, even at work she couldn’t help but want attention.

Aelin turned her head, and their eyes met. Rowan sat straighter, swallowing. Her sinful mouth turned into a smirk and she accentuated her hips’ movements, aware of Rowan’s eyes on her. It was also something they did, along with arguing. They caught the other checking the other out, but wouldn’t call them on it. They would never bring it up, it was like a secret between them. He shouldn’t find the idea of sharing something with her so exciting.

She never stopped looking at him as she danced, sometimes she would bit her lip, sometimes her hands would wander on her breasts. He had to stop himself from growling as his cock hardened. Aelin was a sin.

Who did she think she was? He hated her, he made that clear. She hated him, and she had also made that clear. Why did she feel the need to tease him? She was trying to mess with him, and it was working.

The bubble broke when one of Aelin’s coworkers interrupted her, telling her and her friend she was dancing with to go back to work. Rowan couldn’t help but stare at her ass as she walked back behind the counter. He would have felt bad for it, wasn’t it for the slight sway of her hips and the look she threw at him when she started serving people again.

“I want her.” Lorcan almost grunted, and against his best wishes and even if they weren’t talking about the same girl, Rowan agreed.

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Aelin wasn’t tired, no, tired wasn’t a strong enough word to describe what she was feeling. It was almost three in the morning and her shift ended in one hour, thank god she wasn’t supposed to close the bar today.

A customer asked for another sex on the beach, his fourth of the night. Aelin smiled as she prepared it but decided it would be his last of the night. Rofle didn’t want his barmaids to stop clients from drinking because more drinking means more money. But all the money in the world wasn’t worth the customers’ life. She would never forgive herself if someone had a car accident or became an alcoholic because of the drink she served. She gave the drink and took the man’s car keys, saying she would call a cab when he wanted to leave.

Aelin’s phone started ringing and when she saw who was calling her she sighed. If she was tired now it would be worse by the end of the night.

“Hello,” She answered as she got into a cupboard to find some quiet.

“Hi, you’re Aelin Galathynius?” A deep male voice asked. From the tone of his voice, the man must be as exhausted as Aelin was.

“Yeah, it’s me.” Aelin already regretted picking up this gods damned phone.

“I’m sorry to bother you but a guy’s at my bar. He’s tall-”

“Yeah, I know exactly who it is. Let me guess, he is drunk and absolutely refuses to call a taxi because taxis are disgusting. He also told you to call me, didn’t he?”

“You got it all right.”

“Okay.” She sighed. “Where’s your bar?” She nodded when he told her the address and told him she would be here in half an hour.

Aelin went to Elide, apologized, and asked her to cover the rest of her shift. Elide understood, it wasn’t the first time Aelin had to leave for the same reason. Elide was pissed but not because she had more work, but because she didn’t want Aelin to go.

Aelin took her car and drove, maybe a little slower than she should but it was night. Roads were dangerous, especially on a Saturday night. Aelin parked right in front of the sidewalk. She took her phone and wanted to text Aedion to tell him she would be late but her phone was dead. Amazing.

Aelin walked into the bar and realized she didn’t take time to change clothes, she was still in her uniform. She crossed her arms, trying to cover her chest as best as she could. Even if she had liked to have Rowan Whitethorn watching her tonight, she didn’t want anyone else to look at her this way.

It didn’t take long to see who had called Aelin, she walked toward him, the bartender looked relieved someone would come to pick him up. “I’m gonna take that.” She told him, and he gave her the car keys. Aelin turned her head to grey eyes watching her body, of course, he would notice her lack of clothing. “Let’s get you home,” Aelin said, trying her best not to let her anger out, it’s not going to help tonight.

“Hello, darling,” Arobynn purred.

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