#asmr: love u

[indigo-greer-collins]

so i know the misogynistic milo thing is generally a joke (i hope), but i was thinking about it and like honestly i think he’d be the type to remind the others of their own internalised misogyny within the pack.

i’m taking this from the perspective of when they’re like teenagers/high schoolers mind you, i think presently they’ve all grown to be very well adjusted and the patriarchy doesn’t like have them by the balls.

i’ll elaborate under the cut!

there was no way under marie’s roof that milo would be caught dead treating a woman like shit, he learned from his father that doing so wouldn’t slide.

we also know that milo’s generally a pretty blunt, “feisty” guy, and that’s not really changed — so he probably called out misogynistic BS as he saw and heard it(and still does).

we also know that teenage boys have a tendency to spout misogyny when around each other (even if they don’t fully believe it, to fit in). and yk it’s kinda taught for them to think that way.

also factoring in that they grew up in the 90s/early 2000s which was better than most years, but people still got away with being pretty bigoted/saying fucked up shit.

i don’t think asher and david were overtly misogynistic. like they weren’t on any “all bitches are the same”, type shit (maybe cuz they’re fruity), but there might have been hints of it without them realising because the two haven’t necessarily been taught to unlearn things that the patriarchy teaches.

so we got a teen!milo holding his friends accountable!!

this is also why i kinda love imagining fem!darlin. i love every gender interpretation of darlin don’t get me wrong, but having a female friend around to also help them remember to reject red pill ideologies is very chefs kiss

[s0lairee]

uhh vincent holding lovely's hair back when they feed send tweet

[heartsofhounds]

Oooo more sketches of our big bad alpha with a big bad attitude? Yes yes yes yes-

[deadbaguette]

I found this absolute GEM on twitter !!!

THIS IS LITERALLY EVERYTHING TO ME OH MY GOD OHHH MY GOD???? HEARING ANGRY HADES!ACHILLES??? LOGAN CUNNINGHAM THE MAN THAT YOU AREEEE

I need to draw this I need to draw this I NEED TO DRAW THIS I NEED TO DRAW THIS I NE

The devestation and anger in his voice that he achieves without raising the voice too much ITS SO GOOD YOU GUYS

[lookitseddie]

david and darlin' reconcilation audio when

[secretagentsloveblogs]

the entirety of the solaire meet up audio can be summed up like this

vincent: objection! nuh uh.

porter: the fuck you mean 'nuh uh'??

[cute-brainz]

Potential Lovely design? Idk I just like drawing cute girls

[miloxo]

milo and asher should kiss — the better version by @huxleaf

[claiestve]

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮 ꨄ Isaac

˜”* ❝𝙄'𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 '𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡?❞

⎯⎯ ୨ ୧ ⎯⎯

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ: ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2 ᴏꜰ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ

⎯୨⎯ " " ⎯୧⎯

You weren’t sure about this. You knew it would look kind of crazy but he wanted to see you again too, right? There you were, standing at Isaac’s front door. It’s not too crazy, right? You used to live here. Of course, you’d know the address. 

Nonetheless, you knocked on the door. You wanted to see him again. That day both of you caught up was… it was a lot but you didn’t have time to stay and were already emotional. It was a whole mess. 

“Hello? — Oh! Pickle?”

“Ah, I’m sorry. I know this is unexpected and I know you get anxious answering the door but I thought I’d see you again because I missed you and I hope you missed me…”

His shock was evident through the stare he gave you. He planned to see you again first, but here you were.

“Oh my,” You started to panic from his silence, “I’m sorry, I should’ve known better. I should’ve reached out before this–”

“It’s okay, Pickle. Come in.”

You walked through the door, hearing it close behind you. It felt weird to be back in this house. Though, it felt like home. 

“So,” He guided you to the couch as if you didn’t know where it was, “What brings you here?”

“You.”

What.

“Like wanting to be with you…”

What the fuck are you saying?

“Like … okay it sounds a bit crazy–”

It does, yes.

“Don’t worry. I missed you too, Pickle. The house has been empty without your… clumsiness and prying.” He teased. 

If you didn’t feel embarrassed before, you do now. Not that that was Isaac’s intention. Never. You should’ve known that coming to his house and stumbling over your words would result in him winding you up. 

“So… that’s it. I’ll take my leave now–”

“You can stay.”

Isaac’s eager tone stopped you from getting up. As much as you wanted to get out of there and leave because of how awkward this felt, you couldn’t. Not when he sounded like that. 

You knew that he knew what he was doing. Like you had your little tricks, so did he. Using just the tone of his voice to make you stay—the sound of slight fear in his voice paired with excitement. He knew it would work on you, as it has before. And anyway, you couldn’t complain when you’d pull the exact stunts on him before.

“You can stay with me. Don’t you want to? That’s why you came here, right, Pickle?”

“Ugh,” You pouted, “You know me too well. Is that okay though? Me staying?”

“It would be a pleasure. Want me to make you some tea?” Isaac stood up and smiled. 

He was clearly excited about you staying (and his stupid mind game working on you).

“Well since you seem so eager, yes. Just because I don’t want to bring your mood down..”

He laughed from the kitchen,

“I missed you, Pickle! Don’t act like you don’t know that.”

“I missed you too.” 

But that one was kept to yourself. You knew he couldn’t hear that, you just wished the message got to him either way. 

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here u gooo a happy ending cuz im not THAT mean. i can quit angst for a lil while out of the kindness of my heart

this was a bit later than i intended n im soso sorry, ive been so much in my head n everytime i tried to finish this, my mind went blank BUT !, its here now

[essbi24]

time for angst luv you

cutie develops a deep self hatred for themselves after the break up. yes they go to therapy, and work on many other things to help themselves grow, but all of that is centered in their lack of respect of privacy.

part of them learning to grow means not reading people’s minds any longer, literally..no one. before, when they were in public they would always listen to someone’s thoughts; they would always have something in their head besides themselves. and then once they got in a relationship with geordi, they could rely on him for that.

but, now..they’re alone with their thoughts all the time. they’re trying hard to not give in, so they can get better for themselves and for geordi. but along with that, they’re actually realizing the seriousness of what they did to him, and there’s no one to escape to now.

————

once geordi and cutie get back together, they can barely live with their self. they feel so guilty about everything, they can’t even stand it. their thoughts actually turn quite negative..

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they talk less now too, without even realizing. because they’re so up in their own head all of the time now, they don’t even realize they aren’t actually saying anything, that’s how loud their thoughts are.

[porters-fangs]

one of my favourite things about redacted is that a character will always be somebody’s favourite and i love that

it could be david or camelopardalis or even nick the fucking neko and i think that’s beautiful

but if your favourite is kody or adam or alexis or quinn etc i want to ask yourself why and make sure it’s the right reason e.g. you think their character is interesting or you like their audios specifically and NOT that you agree with their actions mkay glad that we’re all on board here

[heartsofhounds]

What are you looking at??? :\

[infinitelovewiithoutfulfilmentt]

redacted memes bc i have nothing else better to do

[honeymarune]

Oh my goodness.

WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?.!:?:?: I HAVENT EVEN BEEN POSTING FOR THAT LONG I <3 U REDACTED FANDOM

[cute-brainz]

some various redacted doodles !!!

(I am workshopping Vincent and Milo in the last one) (between vincent and lovely SOMEONE needs to kiss the other and leave bright red lipstick marks and it's gonna be Vincent) (or both )

[ejunkiet]

bad idea right?

>:3 an early bday gift to me from me, sweetheart and milo's first night together. this gets spicy, so I'll put the full version on ao3 <3

redacted audio: milo/sweetheart, rated mature

Milo and Sweetheart, and an insight into the rest of that first night after taking down the shade… - His dark eyes find theirs, and there’s that glimmer of gold again, reflecting the light. A flash of eyeshine, reminding them of what lies beneath, the wolf. “What’re you gonna do with me now, investigator?”

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bad idea right?

They like seeing him like this, splayed beneath them. Their wolf.

They’re not sure when they started thinking of him as theirs. Around the second time they broke into his apartment, maybe? Or earlier that day, at the meeting point, their magic thrumming in their core as they tracked down the shade, his voice in their earpiece, promising them he was on his way, keep yourself safe ‘till I get there, you hear me?

Now they’re sitting in his lap, his wide palms on their hips anchoring them against him, splayed fingers slipping beneath the hem of their shirt, the contact searing against their skin.

He’s watching them, waiting. Waiting to see what they’ll do next.

Their hands are still against his chest, his skin flushed and hot beneath their palms. They can feel the way his breath hitches as their touch travels lower, skating down the toned muscle of his abdomen, their nails scratching against his skin, just enough that he can feel it.

His head tilts back, a low groan escaping his chest as their mouth finds the hinge of his jaw, tasting the salt of his sweat on his skin. “Fuck, sweetheart.”

They hum against his throat, rocking their hips down into his. It feels good. Christ, it feels good.

The moment they decide they’re gonna go all the way, sneaking their hands beneath the waistband of his sweats, he catches their wrists, his dark eyes on theirs, irises swallowed by the weight of his pupils.

“Whoa, sweetheart. Hold up a sec. Are you - sure?”

And they stop, taking a moment to catch their breath and look at him beneath them. He’s all sweaty and flushed, his hair a mess, very kissable lips all swollen, and there’s still blood on his mouth and down his chest, but he’s holding their hands gently and looking up at them like they’re everything-

Fuck.

“Yeah.” Their voice is breathier than they’d originally intended, but they can see that he likes that, the tug of his mouth pulling wider, revealing sharpening canines as they continue, “But if it’s too fast, if you want to stop-”

“-no.” The word flies out of him and he flushes again, deeper this time, as if embarrassed by his own urgency. “No, nothing like that, sweetheart.”

He tilts his hips up, until they can feel the pressure of him against their thigh, the sweats he’s wearing - which are barely holding together after all the abuse they’ve taken today - hiding very little of what’s beneath. “Can you feel that? Shit, the way you get to me…”

They hum, leaning down until there’s only inches between them, until they can feel everything when they grind their hips against him again. “You get to me too, lover boy.”

Drawing back, they reach around to tug up the hem of their shirt, pulling it over their head and tossing it to the side. The cooler air is a welcome relief against their flushed skin, still tacky from the fight, and they’d feel self-conscious, if it wasn’t for the way he was looking at them, his eyes dark, pupils blown wide.

“Fucking hell, sweetheart.”

He reaches out, slow enough that they could stop him if they wanted to, his hands finding their hips and sliding up to their waist. His fingers splay beneath the span of their ribs, his hands warm, so fucking warm, as he looks at them, drinking them in.

“Look at you.” His dark eyes flash, seeming to shift into a burnished gold for a moment, before fading back to their natural colour. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?”

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