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Just saw a t-shirt that says "Lawful Good doesn't always mean Lawful Nice" and hear me out--
#spazzcat barks#its helsknight he wears it#hes got at least three in his closet i mean come on#also im sorry i have brain rot#rns is all i can think about right now#anyway bought some cool earrings today that look like swords going through your ears#because im normal and not obsessive <- lie
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I think (as much as I annoyingly complain and whine about not having a partner) being single this long has been good for me. I'm learning a lot about myself and I'm learning why I was a shit person, and through finding the root of the problem I can kind of... start to heal. I can be nicer to myself so I can grow and get better. Because TBH.. being mean and cruel to yourself doesn't make you become a better person. It just makes you believe that thats what you /are,/ and thats what you /always will be,/ as opposed to realizing that you are a product of your circumstances but that does not mean you can't get better and become a better person. Accepting help and trying to get better so you can eventually love yourself ā even if no one else does ā is the greatest and loveliest thing you can do for yourself. You deserve that love, you exist and you live and you feel and that is a truly beautiful gift.
#uhm well anyway I hope everyone finds people and a place where they feel safe and loved#I'm feeling really emotional sorryy#basically. tldr; found the problem! trying to get better now through loving myself instead of hating myself#its been really hard. its going to be really hard. I feel like ive barely made any progress#I wish I had a therapist to talk about this stuff with. but I dont.#btw the uh root problem: finding out my mother was actually hugely abusive & I already knew my dad was#so basically ive been having to confront the fact that Ive been living a lie and my mother is actually deeply terrible as much as my dad#and my parents should have never had children & ive never had one single decent adult in my life#so basically uhm yea lol. I was born into dysfunction. I was never going to turn oit normal or okay.#so its been hard to like. figure all that out alone. learning I have ptsd and extreme ocd + dissociation because of them hasnt been easy#its made me so deeply miserable because I guess I assumed what my mom was doing to us was normal this whole time?#because I thought no. surely not. surely i cant have TWO terrible parents. I need at least 1 good one right?#but yea no actually every adult has hurt me in some way. and I was never going to turn out alright because#I am the king of obsessing and cycling over everything in my life#Im like. not okay right now but not being im in danger just because I wish I had someone to talk to about all this.#I just need to learn to drive so I can get out of here. I need to get out like#all these realizations have been really really heavy on me and ive been having trouble sleeping#Its been hard to process and I dont really know where to go from here. I guess I cant properly heal and grow until I move out?#idk this has been really long im so sorry.#vent#tw vent#tws ->#abuse ment#parents ment#<- in tags
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pussy drunk minho
he'll never admit how dumb he gets for your pussy~
-contains mature themes
"kitten, im not that obsessed with your pussy" minho scoffed out. you clicked your tongue.
now that was a lie.
"i doubt you could last an entire week without it" you argued back. he smirked.
"game on." now it was your turn to make a face.
"so if i win, you'll wear the collar?" his expression dropping. you could see the wheels in his head turning. wondering if he could really beat you against this game.
"that is...that is if you win. which you won't im sure of it but alright" you couldn't help but smile.
"deal"
"seriously though i can live without eating you out..." you laughed right in his face. to which he rolled his eyes.
the whole argument starting when you asked if you could dom him. his immediate response being a firm no. you couldn't help but whine, even begging for it.
if he could dom you. you could dom him.
his response being "i'd rather be the one in control. i feel uneasy submitting."
so you decided to pry more into it. you wanted to know more. to truly understand him.
"because i feel like my mind will go all fuzzy and i'll look like an idiot" that was exactly why you wanted to take charge. if not for sometime. you were happy even if it was a one time thing.
minho was cute eitherway and he'd be even more cuter on his knees.
and then what really did it for you was when he said he wasn't that obsessed with eating you out.
a lie honestly.
his morning routine consisting of waking you up with his face between your legs. breathless and absolutely horny. grinding against the mattress.
it didn't matter if he had to go out. that always came first. and he was one to give amazing head. always having that confident smirk after making you cum.
.
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the day one was fine.
he seemed normal. doing his daily tasks. going to the company. coming back all sweaty and laying on your chest. you couldn't help how sweet he was.
day three was when you noticed him staring.
you hadn't even realised the t shirt you were wearing had ridden up. enough to have your panties exposed. he was talking to you about the dance formations when all of a sudden you noticed the way his eyes kept lingering downwards.
so playfully you spread your legs open and closed them. you weren't being obvious. him on the other hand was captivated.
eyes locked onto your covered heat.
"minho." you called out. he looked back at your face so fast you wanted to laugh.
"hm?" he hummed out, casually walking out of the room, mumbling that he was going to shower.
when he did go for a bath, you pressed your ear against the door. a heat pooling in your lower abdomen at the sound of him jacking off.
"pfft and he says he can do without it" you muttered under your breath.
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"you want my cunt so bad, don't you baby" you teased. loving the way he hid his face in the pillows beside you. it looked like he was throwing a tantrum.
"come onnn just put the collar on and then you can taste me-" you suggested, rubbing his back.
"no no no no no-" he chanted cutting you off mid sentence, voice muffled.
stubborn as hell. there was no possible way he would do it.
.
.
"was it that difficult, huh?" minho stared up at you with crazy eyes.
first of all, to get him on his knees was a hassle. and now he glared at you playfully. you let out a small laugh. he really looked like an angry kitten. the clip on cat ears and black collar around his neck made him look so soft.
"are you gonna be a goo-"
"just let me eat y-" you clicked your tongue. now he was really pissing you off. a bratty smile on his face. you just wanted to slap him.
"yes yes. now can i-"
"thats it. im done" you stood up, ready to leave. until you were pulled back. minho gripping your thighs. a look of guilt on his face.
"i'm sorry. i'll be good" he mumbled, a small pout emerging.
"promise?"
"hmmmm"
you sighed. you didn't trust him yet. so you took the leash out. his mouth opening and closing when you hooked it onto the collar. his eyes locked onto were you clutched the leash.
"wh-"
his original question turning into a breathy moan. his face plummeting between your legs.
inhaling your soaked panties for a good few seconds. before he lifted his head back up.
using his teeth to take off your panties. you could see the way his breath hitched upon seeing your cunt. it had been so long since. he saw your pussy. after days. up close. leaning in.
a firm tug to the collar. a small grunt leaving him.
"you think you can just get right into it?" you raised an eyebrow, looking down at him. he seemed to understand. his pride wouldn't let him. but reluctantly he asked.
"may i...please?"
you nodded. satisfied.
.
you gasped. fuck you hadn't even realised how much you missed his mouth on you. his tongue licking into your cunt.
nose deliciously rubbing against your clit. face practically buried there. you were worried he wouldn't be able to breathe.
so you held onto his collar, pulling him back.
"m-mmmh... i-ive been so good" he whined, breathing heavily. your essence and his spit staining his chin and nose.
you noticed he was hard. precum soaking into his sweatpants.
"don't think i didn't notice you humping my foot" you choked out.
pussy throbbing at the loss of contact. you needed his mouth back on you.
"couldn't h-help it, sorry" he apologised, keeping his head down. as if he didn't deserve it. you ran your hands through his hair, tucking a few strands behind his ear.
"its okay, kitten. use my leg, hm?" you reassured, closing your legs around his head.
"aahmmhh f-fuck" minho cried out. enveloped by your thighs. nevertheless taking the opportunity to slurp at your dripping cunt. lewd noises echoing throughout the room.
his hips slowly moving. beginning to grind against your foot. you unconciously pressed down on his cock.
a muffled whimper escaping him.
"you're such a slut, a-aren't you" you hissed out. his lips wrapped around your swollen clit. as he sucked. pushing his nose against your cunt. trying to take more than he could possibly handle.
"say it, baby. you're a slut.." he gasped, glassy eyes looking up at you. sweat dripping down his neck.
lips swollen and red.
"s-slut for...for your p-pussy" he repeated. begging to make you cum.
"dumb f-for your cunt only ahhh"
"please p-please c-cum m-mommy" your breath hitching at the name. you let him get back. cock begging for release.
"gonna cum?" you whimpered out, nearly your climax. his head shaking as he humped your leg desperately.
"c-come on kitty, make me cum"
you moaned loudly, his wet muscle shoved so deep inside of you. his own high pitched moan joining you. both of you cumming at the same time.
a wet patch on his pants. his hips still bucking as he let his tongue hang out. riding his climax out.
nevertheless he cleaned you up. licking and running his tongue through your folds. making sure to not waste a single drop of your tasty essence.
small little whines leaving him at your taste.
"my perfect kitty" you praised him. minho panting as he looked at you. pouting. asking for a kiss. his head resting against your thigh.
"good k-kitty?"
"did so good for me"
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"yeah okay okay...im a hundred percent drunk on your damn pussy"
"AHAH SO I WON-"
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#pussy drunk minho#he is such a brat#needs to be put#in his place#kitty minho#lee minho smut#lee know smut#minho smut#stray kids imagines#stray kids smut#skz smut#skz imagines#skz drabbles#lee know imagines#lee minho imagines#minho imagines#minho eating pussy#minho eating out#but he is also daddy#but he is also subby#sub!stray kids#sub!lee know#sub!lee minho#fluffylino works
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if it's not too intrusive, would you be comfortable talking about your experiences with OCD and maybe what made you seek a diagnosis?
idm it might help other people. i mean disclaimer not to use this as a diagnostic tool but if this sounds like u and u got a doc to talk to its worth bringing up
i think an important place to start and why i didnt think i had ocd is i am 1) autistic 2) a csa victim. this is pertinent because all of the things that actually lead me to get diagnosed with ocd i just kept dismissing as parts of those two other things. thinking 'surely this is all thats up there cant be anything else wrong with me' (<- thoughts of a clown)
the trouble with this is that coping skills id found for parts of both autism and csa trauma weren't working with things i later found out were related to ocd. so like, for example. frequently having intrusive thoughts about csa/sex trauma, i was told that if im experiencing a flashback the best thing i can do is try to ground myself and comfort myself. and yeah this is true, it would work if a flashback is all it was. but what it DIDNT account for is the guilt/dirty feeling id get after having them and the obsessive need to be 'clean' after.
and this trickled into hundreds of aspects of my life. 'cleaness' has always been such a vague unattainable concept unmedicated for ocd. if some things touch other things theyd become 'unclean'. if a person i felt uncomfortable around touched me or something it became 'unclean'. there were 'good' and 'bad' thoughts to have. i was constantly existing as if my presence was being monitored 24/7.
i could not fucking relax because every action i took, regardless of whether or not i was in private, i was constantly thinkin 'am i doing something wrong? am i hurting someone by doing this? am i breaking any rules?' and the 'bad thing' i was doing was like. i missed my boyfriend while he was at work. or i was going over former scenarios in which i was socially awkward in my head and wondering if i should be dead for doing that.
part of why i dismissed this as autism ofc too is yknow. being autistic i often missed social queues as a kid and was pretty brutally punished for it (physically by my parents, emotionally and socially by peers) so i was like yeah its Normal and Realsitic id have super intense fear about 'am i secretly doing something bad and dont realzie it because no one will fucking tell me until ive already done it and its too late and then i deserve all the punishment i get' but where my loved ones stepped in and were like Hey thats Not really normal. is where it waslike. other autistic people going 'brother i dont do that'
so yeah. it was like. kind of rule of elimination? the problems that wrrent getting solved by coping skills for the Other problems i Knew i had, i isolated those leftover things and my doctor was like 'this sounds like you have ocd. do you do this too' and listed out like 60 other things i didnt consider symptoms i just considered 'funny quirks' i had, like crying so hard id throw up if i couldnt get a blanket to lie perfectly flat during a picnic when i was 8 or thinking i was going to hell and my stuffed animals could feel pain so i would apologize to them iver and over while crying when they fell off the bed
you know. 'quirks'
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halloween headcannons with the strawhats (modern strawhat au!!) characters luffy, zoro, sanji, usopp, nami and robin quick a/n i whipped this up in like 20 minutes... i know this is late but should i do a second part?? (please ask me to do law he is rhe love of my life)
luffy Ö“Ö¶āĖšÆļøā±ā§āĖ.
he LOVES Halloween. he doesnāt really get the ideas and stuff behind it, but trick or treating is his THING.
he doesnāt necessarily get why he has to knock random peopleās doors and say ātrick or treat!!!1!!1!ā but he gets sweets anyways.
to me, luffy is in the middle about costumes, sometimes he just puts a stripey t shirt and is like āim a pirate!ā but sometimes he puts effort into his costume
loves matching with you though
loves carving pumpkins!! he makes an absolute mess of it though <33
they do end up looking terrible, but thatās how theyāre cute!
he loves watching horror movies too! loves the coziness of cuddling with you in the middle of the night
you guys also watch coco around this time of year, since dia de los muertos is around halloween (i am NOT normal about coco i love coco)
halloweens with luffy are funny and full of laughter <3
zoro Ö“Ö¶ÖøāĖšÆļøā±ā§āĖ.
genuinely sleeps through it
he likes going to the parties for the drinks though
half asses EVERYTHING with it
but, heāll sit and watch a horror movie or two with you, he likes how you get scared he thinks itās cute
if you donāt get scared from horror movies , then you guys would laugh at the jumpscares together š
does not care about costumes or trick or treat or anything but heāll tag along with you if you decide to go cos heāll worry about you alone in the night otherwise!
overall doesnāt care but heāll do some stuff with you because he likes seeing you get excited over it
sanji (the LOVE of my life) āĖšÆļøā±ā§āĖ.
personally, I think heād really be into Halloween traditions
you guys would bake cookies together and decorate them to make them spooky , how cute !
probably has dressed up as a Dracula/vampire more than once and will do it again
when Halloween comes around, you guys are the ones to arrange the party
he likes the dressing up part of trick-or-treat more than the getting candy part, definitely
so you get all the candy !
he lets you put makeup on him for parties (he looks GORGEOUS)
you guys donāt watch horror films, but like ā¦ the kinda more humanā¦ cuter Halloween films
like corpse bride! and encanto <33 (i know encanto isnāt exactly a ā¦ halloween movie of sorts but itās has that vibe to me okay)
but yeah! instead of being outright terrifying, Halloweens with Sanji are fun and cute, with that tone of scare and horror but he would never do anything to shiver your timbers :3
usopp āĖšÆļøā±ā§āĖ.
nowā¦. usoppā¦.
he is a scaredy cat and a halloween WARRIOR at the same time
as he is obsessed with pranks, he capitalises on this time to pull pranks on EVERYONE (you included, soz queen </3)
but the pranks on you are a bit more ā¦ calm one may say
watching horror movies with usopp is an experience to say the least
heās acting all high and mighty but when the jumpscare comes he is CLINGING onto your arm for his life
but, at the end, he denies everything, and he says he wasnāt scared at allā¦
you both know itās a lie
also a trick or treating warrior. he goes all out!!
nami āĖšÆļøā±ā§āĖ.
another one who LOVES Halloween
the two of you have gone to so many partiesā¦
you guys are planning your costumes from august, getting all the stuff early and definitely the best dressed
sometimesā¦ when little kids come for trick or treat she tricks them by giving the sweet to them and then taking it away last minute but then she feels really bad so she gives them another sweet
you guys also bake cookies for Halloween together
the result? uhhhhhh itās the thought that counts right
but overall, Halloween with nami is a very enjoyable and fun time where you guys get to dress up tons and no one asks š
nico robin āĖšÆļøā±ā§āĖ.
oh nico robin save me please
she likes giving little kids sweets in the most normal way possible, she thinks they look really cute in their silly little cat costumes :3 (so do i)
for some reason sheās really good at carving pumpkins like they look FIRE like they are works of ART
loves playing little harmless pranks on you, like usopp, but she makes up for it afterwards with kisses <3
alongside nami has the BEST costume for literally no reason.
you two donāt always go matching, but she helps you look for your outfit !
again, she really enjoys watching horror films with you, she enjoys your reactions to jumpscares (whether you are terrified of them or not)
probably goes as a witch or something basic but makes it look really good
note can you tell i like sanji ... send recs if you want love you bye
#one piece headcanons#straw hat pirates#one piece x reader#monkey d. luffy#luffy x reader#roronoa zoro#zoro x reader#vinsmoke sanji#sanji x reader#one piece usopp#usopp x reader#nami one piece#nico robin#nami x reader#nico robin x reader#one piece
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šššššššš!šššššš & šš-ššš
summary: bi-han is soft with you while you are pregnant warnings: pregnant!reader, soft!bi-han notes: i'm obsessed with bi-han and pregnant!reader (im literally a lesbian)
Your eyes were heavy as you lay in bed. You laid on your back with a hand on your protruding belly. You were about 8 months along in your pregnancy, and you most certainly couldn't hide it from anyone even if you wanted to.
"I had a feeling you were here." Bi-han's voice made your heavy eyelids open and see him closing the door behind him to your bedroom. A soft smile appears on your lips as you begin to sit up and rest your back on a pillow against the headboard. "No need to move." He says, you move anyway.
Bi-han has been with you through everything, and with your pregnancy, his protectiveness has increased tenfold. He wants to be around you 24/7 and doesn't want anyone else to be near you. It's not much different than his normal aura, but he treats you a much more fragile now that you are carrying his child. Bi-han has a difficult time talking about how much he cares and more so shows it by always being near you, bringing you anything you ask for, and things you don't ask for.
"Were you looking for me?" You ask as he sits on the edge of the bed next to you, slowly removing his mask.
"I was." He sets his mask down on the bed.
"Well, I finally took your advice and rested." You smirked.
"You should take my advice more often, I don't say it for no reason."
"I know." You smiled softly at him. He looked up at you and his gaze softened.
"I will make your dinner." He begins to stand.
"No, I'm not hungry yet." You shook your head as you grabbed his hand.
"You will be later, and you must eat enough for yourself and our child." He reminds you as you pull him towards you.
"I know, my love, I will. Just lay with me for a moment." Your eyes must've persuaded him because he groaned before sitting down next to you and pressing his back against the headboard. You tightly grip his cold hand as you interlace your fingers together. You reach your head up and press a soft kiss to his neck. He turns to you and kisses you on your lips, a relieved sigh falling from his nose.
"Are you mad at me?" You ask and he pulls away, almost looking offended.
"No. Why would you think that?" His eyebrows scrunched together as his eyes are locked on yours.
"I don't know it's just ā stupid." You chuckle as his expression remains serious.
"I want you to be in your best condition now that our child is almost here. No stress, no anxiousness or worry. Everything will be perfect for them." He reassures you as his expression softens. A wide smile plasters your face as you lean up to kiss him once again.
He pulls away from your lips and leans down to lie his head against your stomach, holding your belly with both his hands. You reach your hand up to hold his head softly as you play with his hair.
"I know what the baby will be." You smirked as he raises his head to look at you.
"How would you know that?"
"Mother's instinct." You smiled as he raised an eyebrow at you. "ā and maybe some magic." You chuckle.
"It doesn't matter. They would be ours, and I would love them nonetheless." His head is back on your stomach, a small smile on his lips as he feels kicking.
You pet his head as you admire him, knowing this man would do absolutely anything for you and your child.
"It will be a boy, Bi-han."
He pulls his head up quickly as he looks at you, his eyebrows raised in surprise. "Truly?" He asks as you nod your head.
"A firstborn son, just as I am. He will be a strong leader." He softly caresses your stomach with the slightly of smiles on his lips, his eyes locked on your belly.
"Firstborn?" You jokingly asked.
"You don't wish to have a village of children?" He smirks as he raises his eyebrow at you. You laugh loudly and playfully hit him in the arm.
"Let us get through one child first and then perhaps we could have more." You shake your head as he scoots closer to you before capturing your lips in a sweet kiss.
#ā hunterwritings#hunter speaks#mk1#mk1 x reader#mortal kombat#mortal kombat x reader#bi han#bi han x reader#bihan#bihan x reader#sub zero#sub zero x reader
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Hey wassup š
Im so normal anout your art(lie, im obsessed)
Pleeeease put pomni in an oversized tshirt shed be sooooooo cute i love you what who said that
OVERSIZED SHIRTS !!!!! shes posing for the cameria for ragayha (like those mums who take photos of thwir kids and theh look like on the verge of tears because thwyre akward) .. its like that .. i love you too babygirl š
#tadc fanart#buttonblossom#pomni fanart#tadc pomni#the amazing digital circus#the amazing digital circus pomni#pomni#ragatha fanart#tadc#ragatha tadc#the amazing digital circus ragatha#tadc ragatha#ragatha#ragatha x pomni#pomni x ragatha#jesterdoll#ragapom#pomatha#pomni is NOT photogenic at all#ragayba says āsmile !!ā#ragagba likes seeing pomni wear clothes she made for her#alos ragatha lioves making clothes for pomni#she can sew ...#she makes the matching outfits
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Okay here me out miggy and sunny who get ambushed by another spider but it turns out to be there daughter from the future?! I feel like theyād be shocked to see a teenager (like 18) just trying to fix a mess she made to get back home. I love all your work especially Miguel and Sunny!
Our Girl
(Miguel O'Hara x Female Reader)
A/N: Hey lovely~ So I kinda went off track a little with this one and kinda focused a little more on Maria, the daughter, and not so much her fixing the problem and more her being overwhelmed by the idea of the multiverse. I'm sorry I went off kilter but I loved the idea of seeing how they would react in general to meeting their child.
Also, I've been obsessed with this song on TikTok so I had to name their daughter after it.
A/N: If you guys wanna view more of my works then feel free to read my master list and if you wanna see what else is coming up, then check out this one-shot schedule. If you love the Sunny and Miggy fics like I do then comment on the taglist post because I add everyone who comments. I hope you enjoy it!
Warning: Grumpy x Sunshine, Barely any use of (Y/N) ((Sunny is the Reader's nickname, not her actual name)), Female Reader/ Female pronouns, Shinangins, Kinda fluffy, kinda a crack fic lol, and Google translated Spanish ((Pls forgive me, my wonderful Spanish speakers.))
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Okay, I guess If im gonna do this, Iām gonna have to start with the beginning, Hi Iām Maria Oā Hara and Iām-
āKids, Breakfast is ready~!ā A soft cheery voice calls out causing a groan to escape the teenagerās mouth. The sound of two pairs of feet book it past her bedroom door with the notable bang of one of them being knocked into the wall.
āMami!ā A teary voice of her seven year old brother yells. āGabriel keeps pushing me into the wall!ā
āNo Iām not!ā The thirteen year old cries out with a loud crack in his voice. āHe keeps getting in front of me!ā
āGabriel, Ben, quit bickering and come here before your father comes down.ā The gentle scolding causes the boys to continue their run down the stairs while Maria rolls her eyes and goes back to her diary.
Dammit, okay, we can work with this. Hi, Iām Maria Oā Hara. Iām 18 years old and I live in Nueva York with my mama and papa and my two brothers. Iām basically your normal teenager except for one-
āMaria?ā a soft knock on her door causes her to call back through the door.
āYes, Mama?ā āBreakfast is ready, honey. Come on down stairs before it gets coldā¦ā She can hear the cautious edge in her motherās voice as she tries to coo her child down stairs.
āIām on my way, Mama, just let me get finish getting dressed.ā She cringes at the lie as she was already dressed and ready for her day. Maria holds her breath for a couple of minutes until she can hear her mom mutter a simple okay as the sound of heavy foot steps come up beside her.
The low baritone of her fatherās whisper can be heard along with her motherās worried tone as she can hear her trying to urge her husband down stairs to give their daughter some privacy.
Maria returns to her writing as she knows shes definitely on a ticking time bomb now that her father was up and down stairs. He was a strickler for spending meals together as a family and the only time he let go of that rule was when one was sick or whenā¦Maria and Javi were in that accidentā¦
She shakes the haunting image of Javi out of her mind as she writes.
Iām basically your normal teenager except for one thing. Iām Spider Woman, the one and only beloved hero of Queens.Two years ago, I gotten bite by this funky spider at my dadās lab in Alchemax and I gained these awesome super powers. It was honestly the best thing to ever happen to me. I got to swing around and stop bad guys all before fourth period. The only person who knew was my best friend Javi-
āMaria!ā A deep voice booms as Maria gritted her teeth. āĀ”Tu madre ya te llamĆ³ dos veces! Ā”Baja y come!ā
āShit!ā The teenager curses as she rushes to collect her stuff into her bag. The white and blue fabric of her spider suit shines at the bottom of the bag before her necessities get piled on top of it.
āĀ”ĀæQuĆ© diablos dijiste?!ā Her father yells as she can hear her mother yell at him.Ā
āĀ”Ā”Miguel, no te atrevas a maldecir en la mesa de mi comedor!!ā
Maria hurries down the stairs as she listens to her family interact at the table.
A muffled voice that she figured was her mother scolds the angry man while a soft more masculine mutter apologizes. A couple of giggles can be heard before a stern voice scolds them as well for what Maria can hear, āChicos, no le faltĆ©is al respeto a vuestro padre. La Ćŗnica razĆ³n por la que tu madre puede hacerlo es porque me echarĆ” de la cama.ā
As Maria makes it into the dining room, she laughs along with her brothers as their mom playfully slaps their dadās arm. The tall dark haired man chuckles at his adorable wife before catching her hand and kisses it, causing the woman to smile with a love sick look in her eyes.Ā
āEww!ā Ben cries as he tries to block his vision with his toast causing the couple to roll their eyes.
Maria sits down beside her father Miguel and Gabriel as she starts to fill her plate. All of the children looked exactly like their father with only slight changes in hair textures and certain facial features. Ben, the youngest of the trio, looked the most like their mother with his eye shape and nose matching hers while the middle child, Gabriel, was a copy and paste verison of their father with only his motherās smile indicating that they were related. Maria was a better mixture of the two with her motherās height and face shape making her her motherās ācloneā, Miguelās words not theirās.Ā
All the siblings would disagree as their matching dark brown eyes and their dark hair. They also had his temper. There wasnāt a single day that didnāt end without a fight. But they all loved each other despite the stress they put on their poor sweet motherās heart.
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āYahooo!ā The web crusader swings around the city with a laugh bubbling through her being as the adrenaline pumps through her veins. Today wasnāt that bad today when it came to crime. No cat burgalurs, no bank robberies, No super mutants, No robots, and Noā¦
A shrilling laugh fills the sky as Maria lands on top of a building. As she looks around for the source of the noise, a figure flies over her. Several flashes of gold falls down onto the streets below and a series of explosions go off at the chilling sound of a womanās laugh among the symphony of screams. The woman was flying on a golden glider looking device with a skin tight blue holographic suit with an orange cloak wrapping around her features with a devilish jackolatern mask on.
āWho the hell is that?ā She asks to no one as she swung up to catch up to the maniac, āHey Spooky!ā
Maria sticks a web onto the glider and propels herself into the air before slamming down on top of the villain. The woman shrieks as she falls off her glider with the spider until the glider follows them down. The villainess throws a purple bomb at the girl before her glider catches her. The teenager shoots a web onto a near by building and catches the bomb.Ā
āNo thanks, Iām not on interested in what youāre cooking.ā She throws the bomb into the air before it explodes. However, instead of smoke, an orange portal appears as a strong suction causes the spiderās grip to slip and fly into the air. āHey!ā She yells as she gets pulled into the portal.
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A scream echos through the Lobby as a flaying spider falls down from a portal. Hobie rolls his eyes while Jessica looks up unimpress.Ā
āAnother newbie?ā She asks as the spider girl catches herself on a walk way above the duo.Ā
āI donāt know.ā The rocker mumbles as he tunes his guitar. āYou know that they normally end up in some alternate dimension where the floor is lave or some shite.ā
The spider girl looks around her in shock as she sees millions of other spider people walking around her and she begins to hyperventilates. āNo no no no. Please Please donāt tell me Iām deadā¦ā¦āĀ Ā
Jessica frowns hearing a young voice panicking and she whistles up at the girl.Ā
āHey, Newbie! Come here for a minute.ā
Maria swings down as the older woman takes off her googles, her warm eyes brings the younger girl to ease enough to ask,
āW-where am I?ā
Hobie chuckles, thinking that the girl was confused after failing to jump. āYouāre in the Lobby, remember? Didnāt Sunny give you a tour?āĀ
āSunny? Whose that?ā Maria looks at the duo confused as Hobie takes off his mask to look at the girl more closely.Ā
Jessica looks at the girl suspiciously as Hobie examines the masked girl. āYour suit is certainly different. It kinda looks like Oā Haraās.ā
Maria jumps at the mention of her last name and faces Hobie as her patience snaps. āHow did you know that? And who are you guys and why are you guys dresssed lik-ā
The manic girl halts as she hears a familiar voice call out from above.Ā
āHey,guys!ā The gentle voice calls out as she swings down from several platforms above with a friendly smile plastered on her unmasked face. Hobie and Jessica return her smile as she lands infront of them. Maria stares in horror as the duo greets the cheery spider.
āOi, Sunny, whatcha swing up to,love?ā Hobie jokes as he hugs the woman he viewed as his friend and sister figure.Ā
āBoss man sent me out to look at what fell through the portal while Lyla was rebooting.ā She says calmly as Jessica scoffs. Miguel sending Sunny out to check something out? Nope, thats not how he ran things. He would rather send out everyone else before he would dare risk his sol getting injured.
āBoss sent you to check out a portal?ā The beautiful woman asks as Sunny rubs the back of her neck, clearly leaving out some details.
āWell, an anomalous Hobgoblin managed to hack into Lylaās systems and shut her down so it can escapeā¦Our comms are down too..He said to get Hobie and Ben so they can investigate the scene actuallyā¦ā The jumping spider admits as she feels her cheeks warm in embarrassment.Ā
Jessica chuckles at her friendās confession as she remembers the new spider who was silent the whole time they were speaking.
āOh yeah, well this new recruit came out of the portal.āShe shrugs as she directed Sunny to the small blue spider woman. āYou really need to give these new guys better directions for portal jumping.ā
The now confused woman shakes her head as she looks at Maria before looking back at Jessica.Ā
āThere arenāt any new recruits.ā She states as she frowns at the still masked girl as she walks up to her. āHey, whats your name, honey?ā She asks in her familiar concerned voice that Maria just heard this morning.
It was her motherā¦well at least someone who looks like her mother. She was several years younger than her mom, clearly in her mid to late twenties. Other than that, she was her. Even down to the same facial markers and the always warm edge of her voice. What really drawn her back was the fact her mom, or this woman that looked like her was wearing a black spider suit like her own with white along her chest and inner lining of her limbs.Ā
āHoly shitā¦ā The girl gasps at the woman before she slowly reaches up and removes her mask. Her dark eyes peers back at her āmotherāsā in shock before mumbling, āMama?ā
āMama!?ā Jessica screams in surprise before she quickly studies the now unmasked girl and the paling spiderwoman. The similar way their wide eyes meet each other while their matching jawlines stuck in an a gasps expression. They definitely looked the partā¦
(Y/N) was the first one to move as she slowly lifts her trembling hands up to the girlās face and cups it in a gentle grasp. She carefully traces her features with a haunted look on her face, almost like she was looking for something in her face, or maybe someone. As realization forms in her face that this was in fact her child, tears began to bubble in her waterline as her lips trembled.
āYouāre my baby?...I have a daughterā¦ā She says outloud before gently tracing under Mariaās eye with a look of disbelief and love. Mariaās own eyes burn as she sees her motherās face in her clone as she nods. āYeaā¦My name is Mariaā¦Maria OāHara.ā
And with that new revelation, the cheery spider faints due to the shock while Jessica yells out for help while Hobie was frozen due to the fact that not only that Miguel OāHara and his delightful sidekick have a child from a different dimension, but that she was actually hot.
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Safe to say, Miguel was not happy.Ā
After Lyla successfully rebooted and came back online, Miguel went to dimension 1784-B and recaptured the Hobgoblin. He never felt such satisfaction than when he tackled the flying witch out of the sky and tore apart her glider with his bare hands. He wasnāt very pleased that the villain easily gotten her hands on one of the gizmos and some prototype traps he was working on, so he made sure that the femal hobgoblin would never dare attempt to do anything like that again.
.After he returned to the surveillance platform, his annoyance grew as he hears that not only did some spider woman he had no idea about came into the Lobby, but that some incident caused his sunshine to be taken to the infirmary.Ā
āLyla,ā The annoyed man calls to the AI as he walks towards the infirmary. A tiny version of his fur coat wearing digital assistant appears on his shoulder as he focuses ahead of him with a glare. He can practically feel all the blood vessels in his hand pop as clenched his fist as he thought about all the ways he was going to say to the woman who had the nerve to injure his amor. āGive me all the information on this spider.ā
āYes āMiggyāā Lyla teases as she pulls up the file. āSpiderwoman 1784-B aka Maria OāHara. 18 years old and has been spiderwoman for 2 years. A student at NYU with an undecided major and lives with her two younger brothers, Gabriel and Ben Oā Hara and her parentsā¦Oh Shit!āĀ
The miniature AI starts laughing as she clenches her stomach. Miguel growls at Lylaās outburst and seethes. āWhat is it?ā
As she recovers, she throws up a projection infront of him with a smirk. āCheck this out. You and Sunny do get a happy ending!āĀ
Miguel freezes as his wide eyes look at the image infront of him with a tremble in his form. The image displayed was a family picture that was clearly taken at a high school graduation with a family of five huddled together with wide grins splitting their loving faces. The first to catch his attention was the vision of him standing beside a teenage girl with a boy no older than seven on his shoulders with a look of happiness and pride in his gaze as one arm was slung across the girlās shoulder. He was clearly older than he was now, but the lack of red eyes and fangs made Miguel nearly not recognize him. Its been so long since heās seen himself before becoming spidermanā¦ The next thing that caught his attention was an older version of his beloved also smiling at the camera with a teenage boy on your side a gentle hand placed on his shoulder as the womanās attention was focus gazing a her daughter with such joy.
The children were a perfect mixture of you both despite the obvious favour in appearance being on his side. He carefully examines each child and their features as he releases a shaky breath as a single tear escapes his eye.Ā
This was impossibleā¦How can you two have a family somewhere in the spiderverse and he didnāt know? the two have a familyā¦they got marriedā¦she gave him the most beautiful children he could ever dream of and they both werenāt spidermenā¦they met and fell in love with out the worry of the universe on their shouldersā¦But their daughterā¦Their girl has thisā¦burden insteadā¦
āMiguel?ā The unease in the AIās voice brings him back to reality as he rubs his eyes.Ā
āIām fine.ā He snaps as he materializes his mask back onto his face.Ā
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āSo we are all connected by this weird multiverse of spidermen?ā Maria questions as she quips an eyebrow as she looks at the other teen.
āYep.ā Gwen nods as she leans back in the chair.Ā
The group were huddled around the hospital bed as their cheerful friend laid in bed unconscious. Upon pouncing the new spider about her life and what life was like on her dimension, Gwen took the initiative and began explaining about the Spiderverse, careful to avoid talking about the girlās variant spider parents.
āAnd this is a team of Spiderpeople that goes around and makes sure that the events of their life goes on course? Like the time police? Does that mean theres other versions of me? ā She rapidly askes the punk. The blonde chuckles as she can definitely see how much of Sunny was actually in this girl.Ā
āYep and kinda like that. We make sure the canon goes as planned so your universe doesnāt collapse. And when it comes to the other versions of youā¦ā Gwen looks towards the unconscious spider before meet her ādaughterāsā curious gaze. āIf theres other versions of Sunny and Miguel, then there is other versions of you.ā
āWait. Is there a spiderman version of my dad?ā She asks as the door opens.
Jessica looks up from watching her phone and smiles at Miguel while Hobie curses. Miguelās mask fades away as Hobie begins to speak.
āLook boss, the kid didnāt mean toā¦ā
āAre you alright, Maria?ā Miguelās uncharacteristicially soft voice interrupts Hobieās defense as his ruby eyes locked on the girl.
His rapid heart flooded his senses as he looked over his ādaughterā. She didnāt look like Gabriella like he thought he would, even though he already seen her face. She looked like his sunshine despite her having a majority of his features. She was his girl, his belovedās childā¦
āUm yeaā¦āThe starstruck girl mumbles as she looks at the variant of her father. Unlike the unconscious variant of her mom, the age wasnāt the biggest indicate that he was different from her dad, it was the gentle red eyes and the fangs peeking out from his lips. āHoly shit, youāre coolā¦ā She accidentially admits out loud which causes the man to chuckle.
āOye, no maldigas delante de tus padres, pequeƱa araƱa.ā He playfully scolds before he starts fiddling with his gizmo. āI think its time you head home now. Its almost time for dinner and Iām sure āIā wouldnāt like for you to be late.ā
A portal opens beside them as Maria smiles at Miguel. āCoolā¦can I have one of those?ā
āAbsolutely not.ā
āWell it was worth a try.ā Maria giggles as she walks up to the portal before looking at Miguel concerned. āWhat about that Hobgoblin? And aboutā¦ā The teenager looks towards her sleeping āmomā.
āI took care of it for you and donāt worry about her.ā Miguel chuckles as he gazes lovingly at his love. āYo siempre cuido de tu madre, Āæno?ā
Maria grins as she feels giddy over the idea that no matter what dimension, her parents will always love each other.
āYep and word of advice, stop having kids after one!ā She jokes as she steps into the portal and goes home.
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A soft groan emits from the bed as Miguel looks up from his book. The sleepy eyes of his love meets his as he leans over and caresses his cheek.Ā
āGood morning, mi amorā¦you had a good rest?ā He coos as he pushes the hair away from her face.Ā
Tears prickle in her sleepy gaze as the memory of her new friend came back. In a horse whisper, she tearfully asks, āDid you see her? Did you meet our girl?ā A smile forms on her face as Miguel nods and rests his forehead against hers.
āSĆ, mi amor. Y ella era perfecta.ā
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As the portal closes behind her, Maria looks around with a breath of relief as she sees shes in her bedroom back home.Ā
āThank god thatās over-!ā
Before the stress could finally leave her chest, a shattering sound of a phone screen snaps her attention to her brother Gabriel looking at her in shock. Maria looks horrified as she realizes she is in the middle of her bedroom in her spidersuit and unmasked infront of her little brotherā¦
āSHIT!!!ā
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Translations:
Ā”Tu madre ya te llamĆ³ dos veces! Ā”Baja y come!- Your mother already called you twice! Come down and eat!
Chicos, no le faltĆ©is al respeto a vuestro padre. La Ćŗnica razĆ³n por la que tu madre puede hacerlo es porque me echarĆ” de la cama.-You boys don't disrespect your father. The only reason your mother can is because she'll kick me out of bed.
Ā”ĀæQuĆ© diablos dijiste?!- What the hell did you say?!
Ā”Ā”Miguel, no te atrevas a maldecir en la mesa de mi comedor!!- Miguel, don't you dare curse at my dining room table!!
Oye, no maldigas delante de tus padres, pequeƱa araƱa.- Hey, don't curse in front of your parents, little spider.
Yo siempre cuido de tu madre, Āæno?-I always take care of your mother, don't I?
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THE KING HAS RETURNED
guys im so sorry I can't believe i havent posted in so long its very unsexy of me so this is sweet comfort fluff about embarrassment as i am very embarrassed right now of my own actions (taking over two months to post again)
i was considering posting this without the old men and then decided that if im doing the strawhats im doing everyone ESPECIALLY sans and moby dick
Luffy
Laughs. But if you look sad he starts feeling bad and tries to make you laugh instead. But also he'll forget that it made you sad and bring it up again later. He tries his best to accommodate for your feelings but he's a naturally casual guy so he doesn't see what's embarrassing. There's a few miscommunications about this at the start of your relationship until he explains that no matter what you do he adores youš„²
Zoro
He didn't even notice it to be honest, or he thinks it's really cute. And if you bring it up to ask him about it he's just like what are you talking about, nobody was even looking. That's a lie, he was looking because he he's lowkey obsessed with you, but he doesn't want to make you feel worse so he just lies. He even pretends that him always saving you from falling is coincidental, you at least know that ones a lie but sweet nonetheless.
Sanji
Tries to reassure you but draws attention to it by accident, and then he does something more embarrassing to cover it up. To be honest though it really works, people just talk about him instead. But he also makes you feel less embarrassed just by how much he dotes on you, if you fall then he's swooping you up bridal style to go to chopper, if you spill something on your dress he'll cover you up with his jacket, he'll clean anything you break with not a single complaint, he just adores every fibre of your being, even the wayward clumsy ones.
Usopp
Always thinks it's cute. And he really relates to the anxious feelings so he's just treats it like a normal situation, if anyone else saw it then he makes sure to tell them to not speak of it. He will also replace your clothes if you accidentally damage them :) like you wake up and your favourite skirt that you accidentally spilled ink all over and had to bin is now on your bed, brand new and sparkling. He also makes little inventions to help you out, both silly and serious, like a portable air bag that inflates with a button, a little robot that is essentially a roomba, little things like that.
Nami
Threatens everyone who saw it to never speak of it and then distracts you as much as possible until you stop thinking about it. Will cuddle you if you get really upset about it but she doesn't really understand why you would be embarrassed because she thinks everything you do is perfect. She does eventually learn when there's going to be a possible chance for an accident, she's predicting your clumsiness like the weatherš«” she stops what she can and tries to teach you how to avoid these situations :)
Prevents said embarrassing moment. Listen she's just so efficient and she spots problems before they happen so she's just secretly fixing stuff because she never wants you to feel bad. It's not until like months into your relationship and you're apart for some reason that theres like a series of unfortunate events that reminds you how clumsy you can be and realise what she's been doing. Lots of appreciation kisses after that for sure.
Robin
Franky
Honestly you never really feel embarrassed around him, he's just so easy going and he manages to make everything seem normal. If you trip or walk into something he just checks to see if you're okay, if you spill something on yourself or rip something he uses his shirt to cover you while you go and get changed. He really could not gaf as long as you still fancy him tbh. But if someone makes you feel bad then it's like that scene from the cat in the hat(he will make it look like an accident) :
Brook
Concerned if you're hurt or if you get upset, but otherwise completely doesn't care. He just nonchalantly fixes the vase you broke, or helps you up from the floor and just pretends that he didn't watch you accidentally eat a fly. He really is just so in love with you and he still carries the manners of his youth so he refuses to contribute to your embarrassment in any way. But he loves an excuse to keep his hands on you, guiding you by the shoulders, holding your arm, carrying you around, he can't get enough of it.
Jinbei
Lovely beautiful man, he is always embarrassing himself but he's old enough to not care anymore and neither should you, if you fall over guaranteed it's because you're laughing at him just having slipped on deck. With Jinbei you become the type of couple where you bring each other down literally and up metaphorically, there can hardly be any embarrassment to you're sharing happiness all the time.
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OK PREFACING WITH IM SORRY IF I ALREADY SENT THIS EXACT ASK BUT MY WIFI KILLED ITSSLF AS I SENT IT SO IDK IF IT ACTUALLY WENT THROUGH. but in case it didnāt . i know youve gotten this countless times in the past because i blog stalked just in case youve mentioned something similar before but i need to know if you have any specific inspirations when you draw exaggerated expressions specifically like these two images of marcille. ive actually cried laughing over this comic and being able to communicate this type of visceral emotion is such an insane skill and ive followed your art for probably close to a decade through various fandoms so watching you develop this style has been fucking awesome and epic. like i cannot articulate how funny these are to me i just need you to understand i look at this comic to inspire me to draw now. the closest comparison i can draw to the feelings they evoke are like those mspaint reaction images and also mspaint tails i included for reference even though you probably know exactly what im talking about anyways but its actually so much harder to do that intentionally when you study art. also i lied you literally donāt even need to answer this i just had to let you know how obsessed i am over your silly comics and now ive written out a whole ass discussion post about it. im sorry if this is weird at all i think my daily prescribed amphetamines r wearing off and i know this is such a dumb specific thing to fixate on and im so sorry if its not something you want to hear about your art. ive just always seen that as an artist this type of expressive stupid silly style is something that comes after a significant amount of time and practice and study and style development despite being āsimpleā in theory. its just so cool to have worked with your own style so much that youre able to go āoff modelā from it and still maintain consistency with the rest of the piece. i said it already and im sorry this is actually rendundant now but the ability to communicate such raw emotion somehow decreases from at its height when someone is a beginner artist learning how to proportion and keep a steady line and what looks ānormalā but somehow it all comes full circle because taking all that experience and using it to almost return to where you started but in a fully informed and intentional way so you can make choices to draw characters like this when the situation calls for it is just dhcidogakgoshfhw. i think i need to cut myself off or im going to talk in circles im sorry tumblr user sabertoothwalrus i just am fascinated by your style and progress and the years youāve dedicated to art can be seen in so many places but this is just one that stands out to me specifically.
MMMMM what a fun question!!!
I'm not gonna lie, I think it's just Letting A Drawing Be Bad. I definitely think the people that struggle with this the most are people who have genuinely very pretty art styles, to the point of being kind of perfectionist about it. and to Draw Funny often means Drawing Fast and Weird. Pretty is kind of the antithesis of funny (unless being pretty is the punchline). do drawings that make yourself laugh. tracing/lining funny sketches almost always makes them less funny.
one of my favorite types of humor is when it skews more deadpan, actually. This is one of the reasons I love Adventure Time. minimal expressions and flat line delivery + absurd context is a really good combo. the key to comedy has more to do with contrast! if your drawings are allllll crazy ren & stimpy all the time, they're not funny anymore cause it's just "normal". if it's all subdued UNTIL it's extreme, and vice versa, then it's funny. The reason this comic is so funny is because of the complete lack of any expression. I feel like the one you sent of Marcille shouting "WHAT" is funnier when you know how much she tries to be dainty and feminine and delicate, how much she values her appearance, and how averse she is to "gross" or "weird" things.
something I find really annoying (and this is with comics/animation in general, not the expressions themselves) is when the joke goes on for too long. Like you'll have the joke, then the punchline, and THEN the characters reacting to the punchline??? Like the author didn't trust that their audience would find the joke funny, so they basically drew in a laugh track. But, this is distinct from a character's reaction being the punchline (like how the examples you gave from my Marcille comic are). MY POINT IS sometimes expressions aren't as funny on their own as you think, and context can affect how you feel about it!
as far as inspirations go!
my own face! even if I don't have a mirror, I like making the expressions myself so I can "feel" where the points of tension on my face are, and it gives me a sense of what to exaggerate.
my brother's art, believe it or not! we've been trying to make each other laugh with our drawings since we were kids, and he's really good at it.
ATLA has some great expressions
OK KO has been a reallyyyy good source for me lately. That show is so tailored to my sense of humor and the expressions and line deliveries feel exactly like the kinds of things I'd come up with. The tone, timing, and art style are all really close to the tv show pitch I'm working on, so when I feel like I've "strayed" too much from it (like after drawing a bunch of dungeon meshi, and my art feels tighter and... idk "manga-ier"?) I like to go and watch a couple episodes of OK KO to loosen back up
A lot of things like OG Spongebob, Calvin & Hobbes, the Simpsons, Chowder, etc etc
memes in general. if it makes you laugh, keep it in mind
and lastly, I wouldn't say I ever try to mimic funny expressions I see. Like if I watch a show for inspo, I'm not pausing it to copy specific drawings, I'm just trying to notice patterns and pay attention to what about it I find funny.
talking about being funny is really bizarre and I dunno if it makes it lose some of the magic. Ultimately it's something you can't think about too much, and just gotta go with your gut.
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ā emo beomgyu as tate langdon
pairings: emo beomgyu x fem reader
plot: random headcanons of tate langdon beomgyu x fem reader
warnings: mentally ill/lovesick oreo gyu (my brand), sweet reader (also my brand), reader is also a little bit unwell, coquette reader (my brand sorry guys), ghost beomgyu, watered down tate langdon beomgyu basically, characters are virgins, faint smut
you absolutely hated your new house. you hated how dark and gloomy everything was. what was your parentsā obsession with the color black anyway? you preferred to be in the walls of your pretty pink bed room more than anything now because of the new area.
you also would hear faint footsteps and maybe people talking coming from your attic but whatever you were probably just hearing things āi think i have mommy issuesā beomgyu randomly inquires to the hidden ghosts around the house. āyou guys know a therapist?ā
if you werenāt a scaredy cat then you can definitely consider yourself one now with the way your heart jumped out of your chest at the sight of an unknown male in your living room. āa-and you are?ā you ask with a shaky voice, cursing yourself for having anxiety. āim beomgyu, your dadās my therapistā the oreo haired male replies with a small smile making you relax a bit.
from that day on beomgyu knew he was enchanted by you, always bringing you up to your father hoping for any little information about you. āare you ready to talk about to talk about your relationship with your mother?ā āyour daughterās over eighteen right?ā āyes but what exactly does that have to do with your mother?ā
beomgyu liked to watch you throughout the house, you were so different compared to him. the way you wore pink and collected plushies really just made the emo boy like you more.
beomgyu couldnāt help himself when he saw you laying peacefully on your bed reading the manga nana he thought you looked so sweet and vulnerable. ācan i read with you?ā his smile grew at your scared face, ādid i scare you? your dad said i could hangout with you after our sessionā lie but whatever
beomgyu would use trauma dumping as a way of getting closer to you; at first you thought that was a bit weird but you brushed it off.
the boy was extremely emo but thatās okay because you liked how he was in touch with his emotions. you thought beomgyu was so cool and emotional mature
when you found out you beomgyu never received a gift before you immediately went to your front yard cutting fresh flowers. āi painted it black, i know you donāt like normal thingsā you hand a black painted rose to beomgyu this action making him stammer out a āyouāre the first girl to get me a flowerā
you were shocked when beomgyu opened up about being a ghost to you; āwhy didnāt you tell me sooner?āābecause how does one exactly tell somebody that āhey im a ghost wanna hookup?āā
definitely into soft sex and the nurturing type. praising you and trying his best to pleasure you even if heās a loser virgin too :( ādid it hurt? i heard losing your virginity as a girl usually doesā beomgyu would ask you with his puppy eyes genuinely worried he hurt you
on halloween he takes you to the beach, beomgyu doesnāt really like swimming much less the ocean but he thinks the beach is peaceful at night
he would definitely be the little spoon but if you were having a bad day he would rush to big spooning you; letting you use him as a human teddy bear/tissue
definitely a homebody (not like he had much of a choice), you two would watch twilight on loop while listen to his favorite bands such as the neighborhood, arctic monkeys and nirvana
beomgyu is the over protective type when he finds youāve been bullied in highschool he goes ballistic and lures your tormenters into the house and scares them into leaving you alone with the houseās supernatural elements.
at first you were a bit frightened at what beomgyu did but nonetheless you thanked him with a hug, you thought beomgyu going as far as attacking the people who hurt you was the most romantic thing ever
definitely steals your dadās credit cards to get you gifts delivered to the house, because if they wanted they would
beomgyu was insecure at times needing your reassurance; āare you planning on leaving me? youāre all i want and all i have you knowā āiāll leave you alone if thatās what you wantā his teary eyes bore into yours before you gently run your fingers through his hair reassuring him that you loved him ):
a/n: itās tate langdon ahs fall season until december 1st idc
#lyricalās garden š#coquette#txt#txt headcanons#txt imagines#txt x reader#txt reactions#txt hard hours#txt hard thoughts#txt smut#txt fluff#yandere txt#txt fanfic#txt headers#txt beomgyu x reader#txt beomgyu
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AMITA for lying to everyone I know about my identityās as a queer/neurodivergent person?
I (18M) am a bisexual, transgender man who is also autistic, ADHD, and OCD. When people hear this about me, even if they know me, I feel like they build up this image of me as an awkward, ācringyā 11 year old whoās obsessed with ācringyā fandoms. And while i have a qualm with this because I know they are looking down on people who are just less masked/higher support needs, I also dislike that they do this because itās just not who I am. Without the labels, I mostly seem like just a normal dude, if not a bit nerdy.
I also used to be extremely bullied as a kid (7-12) to the point of a suicide attempt, mostly due to homophobic, transphobic, or ablest remarks about me. Since then Iāve completely changed communityās and do not talk to anyone i knew before high school.
When authority figures (Teachers, Show Directors, Investors of the teen programs I lead) apply ablest/transphobic stereotypes or prejudices to me, they also tend to be less,,, normal? around me. Less kind compared to other kids, call me an āinspirationā, or theyāll coddle me when Iām incredibly capable. I do a lot for someone my age- and I know the connections I make now at conferences and whatnot will help me in the long run. My dadās family is poor, and my immediate family is more comfortable but not that much. I know Iām smart, and I can weaponize that to get a better life for my family by getting good scholarships and jobs in good fields. I canāt just let people who could be very important to my goals look down on me. So i just.. donāt tell them anything about me. They might assume Im odd or ānot normalā, and for the most part I let them assume whatever, but if iām ever asked directly about anything I deny it. Especially in relation to me being transgender; I have the very privileged ability to pass without any medical intervention, and I use that to pretend to be cisgender. Living in the deep south of USAmerica, most of who I am could make my social life very uncomfortable to downright miserable.
Hereās where the problem starts happening. when my social and (what i consider to be a) āprofessionalā life occasionally touch, I wouldnāt be able to be out everywhere socially without someone I donāt want knowing finding out. So i donāt tell any of my classmates/friends/peers about any of my identities either. I hang out with queer and straight people, never be actively homophobic/ablest, and will be very vague about the two questions iāve ever received about any of that stuff. Itās very, very exhausting to pretend all the time, every day, especially pretending that Iām cisgender because itās a tricky game, but I canāt really back down and Iām afraid that I might get bullied again if I was ever open about it with classmates.
A few months ago, I was dating this guy, who iāll call Kai (17M) Kai is also a transgender man, but does not pass at all and is comfortable with it. Heāll get shit sometimes, but also has essentially no straight friends. I told him I was queer when we became good friends, and then told him I was trans after we started dating. I also told him why I lie about being cishet or neurotypical, and while he didnāt seem happy he didnāt push it at first. I told him that I understood if he didnāt want to be in a secret relationship, but because of where we live and what I want to do I wasnāt comfortable with being out again. He said he still wanted to date me, and claimed he would support me, and we had a pretty good relationship overall.
A month after that, he started bringing it up again. He told me that I was more than my identity, and if people didnāt see me for who I am instead of stereotypes, it isnāt worth talking to them at all. And while I agree with the sentiment, itād never be possible to just not hear someone if they were harassing me, and while I truely dislike a lot of the authority figures that I engage with, they are in the professional fields Iām interested in, and Iām incredibly lucky for getting where I am so early. Kai also said that since I am well known in our very small school (only 300 kids), being out could be a positive influence on what people think about autistic people or trans people. In a particularly heated fight, he even said I was doing a disservice or betrayal to my community by not representing or being proud of being apart of them publicly.
We broke up pretty soon after, but I think about what he said a lot. I know that I wouldnāt be the only out person at my school, and that my school is actually a lot better compared to most local schools, which are a lot larger andā¦ dramatic, but I just donāt think I could be out without going back to how I used to be mentally. And Kai was right about how I could be a good influence on some of the meaner classmates- I do think some of my peers who I ingenuinely connect with might reconsider their prejudices if they knew I was transgender.
Iām intentionally choosing not to take the opportunity to do better. It wouldnāt ruin ALL my relationships with the authority figures I consider to be important holding, since it would just be my school, It might dampen one or two of them. Plus, Iām lying to pretty much everyone who knows me. They build relationships with a false idea of me, and I feel like an asshole sometimes because Iām not honest.
TLDR: Iām a transgender, autistic guy in a very bigoted community. Everybody thinks iām cishet and neurotypical. AMITA for not being proud of who I am because of potential social losses, and AMITA for lying to people and giving friends/peers false ideas about who I am even if they would not be friends with me if they knew?
What are these acronyms?
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š GRIZLOCK / FRYNOK š
(art by bestosunglass on tumblr+tiktok!!)
HI!!!
so, one of my fav oc x canon ships is with my oc grizznok & frylock!! im so absolutely obsessed w them ahaha lol so Iād like the time to write a short (?) ship analysis! bcus I would like to display their dynamic and a little bit of their backstory.. how they met etc and how they get along :3
LETS BEGIN RAAHHHHH
so!
grizznok heard about frylock through the grapevine from some of his other plutonian friends/acquaintances, as they have a knack for coming down to earth quite often and annoying the aqua teen hunger force lol - and by word, grizznok heard about how frylock was quite an intelligent scientist!
now, grizznok isnāt stupid - heās quite smart himself (he just has a very silly and joyous personality) as he has his own ship and develops his own plutonian technology which helps him communicate with the different races throughout the galaxy, the only issue is that he wasnāt sure how to acquire a human form. this was something he was searching for a very long time as he wanted to investigate and document the human race without being drawn much attention to himself. hearing that this scientist - who was named frylock - had a lot of experience and was supposedly āone of the smartest beings on earthā, grizznok decides to pay him a visit!
landing outside the house of the hunger force (and destroying poor carlās car in the process, you canāt have an episode where his car is in tact lol) in his spaceship, the group are immediately interested. frylock floats outside and instantly starts to question him. grizznok leaves the ship and introduces himself to frylock, telling him how he wants him to help produce the technology for a human form. frylock is instantly fed up because he knows exactly where grizznok received this misinformation and he isnāt happy about it, but frylock knows that the plutonian isnāt going to leave unless his request is fulfilled. since frylock is so busy, he tells him that his āassistantsā will be able to help him out. frylock then turns to explain to shake and meatwad that they should just take grizznok out his sight and maybe take him to the mall for a āmakeoverā and claim that theyāve given him a human disguise.
obviously, the two are happy to oblige: 1. meatwad is able to get a new friend and have a fun adventure 2. shake is able to lie and transform grizznok into a punk-metal rockstar of sorts, just as he should be in his image. shake and meatwad take grizznok to the mall as shake goes on his whole tangent about how his buddy frylock trusts him with all this human disguise technology because shake is actually the smarter one out of the three. this ātechnologyā, however, is a couple hundred piercings, spiked cuffs and black eye makeup. shake explains that grizznok himself isnāt going to be able to see the disguise - but other people will be able to see him as a normal human.
ecstatic, grizznok insists that the two take him back to their home so he can thank frylock for using this very special technology on him, and reassuring him that he will be careful and not hurt this human body.
on the side, frylock has been working on another particle accelerator machine and has also been having to listen to carl all day as heās lecturing frylock to āpay and fix his carā once more.
the group return home, and grizznok isnāt late to going up to frylock and absolutely showering him in compliments as heās frantically shaking one of his fries. a little overwhelmed, frylock eventually thanks him sheepishly. grizznok has now gained an admiration for frylock. grizznok returns to his ship and leaves.
shake is holding back his laughter and meatwad is just happy to have gained a new friend. frylock gets mad at shake for gaslighting grizznok into believing he truly has a human form, but calmed down when heās eventually reassured by shake that they havenāt destroyed any property and that grizznok wonāt be in their hair anymore.
āand how does their relationship develop?ā
great question!
upon receiving one of frylockās āpieces of technologyā, grizznok is determined to come back down to earth and display his plutonian technology to frylock as any old scientist would wanna hear about space gadgets, right?
so, grizznok (being as annoying as usual), returns to his car-destroying breaking-and-entering antics.. but is is really breaking and entering if they just leave the doors open?- is grizznokās exact mindset.
frylock, by surprise, is quite intrigued by these gadgets - itās safe to say this isnāt grizznokās last trip to their home. it eventually gets to the point where frylock insists that he comes down more often to show him more of this technology, or that he can show grizznok some things heās working on/has invented. itās becoming increasingly obvious that frylock is starting to enjoy grizznokās company and that heās spending a lot more time with him.
frylock has even offered to grizznok that heās free to stay the night wherever, but has to sleep on the cushioned chair in front of the TV.. shake isnāt happy with this as he has to sleep in meatwadās closet when grizznok decides to stay over.
time passes, a lot more interests are shared and a lot more ādatesā are went on and frylock decides to ask grizznok to be his boyfriend. grizznok obviously says yes!
āheadcanons?!ā
ofc!?! why wouldnāt I stick them here!?
- ever since frylock has recognised his feelings, a lot of his research has actually gone into figuring out how to create a machine that can shapeshift species - so that he can give grizznok what he really wants.. a human form.
- despite the calendar barrier, frylock and grizznok have tried their hardest to celebrate each otherās birthdays.
- frylock has very easily picked up on grizznokās personality traits, hobbies, habits, and so much more - most of which grizznok hasnāt even recognised in himself.
- with this, frylock has noticed that grizznok is quite the hypersomniac. he isnāt sure if this is a sign of grizznok overworking himself, or if this just comes with his species, but nonetheless he allows grizznok to sleep whenever he does doze off and occasionally carries him to his (frylockās) bed or back to his sleeping quarters on his ship.
- grizznok occasionally cooks plutonian meals for frylock, even considering the fact that heās awful at cooking..
- when grizznok got into playing the guitar, frylock taught him how to set up the amps/speakers.
- frylock is grizznokās no. 1 supporter when it comes to his music! heās also helped him produce it!
- grizznok likes to brag about frylock to all his space friends, giving a good word about frylockās invention and to his reputation overall.
- grizznok gets into the things frylock likes in secret so he has an understanding on what heās talking about, because he knows it makes him happy.
this is all I have so far - it Iād love to hear some headcanons you guys have for them!!!
theyāre my favs heheā¦
#aqua teen hunger force#athf#aqua teen forever#artists on tumblr#art#athf fanart#athf oc#aqua teen hunger force oc#athf meatwad#athf frylock#athf carl#athf shake#athf master shake
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his prey.
william afton x assistant reader
ā¢ can be the movie one or a different one
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includes liking your boss
hinting at smut
predator & prey
age gap , 25 & 50-60
short
you hurried off to your bosses office, also trying to keep the piping hot coffee balanced on the small plate. you slowly opened the door and put on a fake smile; like usual. "finally. i dont know what to expect from a clumsy person like you." he chuckled, making fun of your lateness. you werent going to take that lightly though, not today. you harshly placed the drink on his desk and took a deep breath in, "i am not clumsy, sir. can i not be a minute late?"
he opened his eyes wide. you never really showed your stubborn side, especially not around your boss for goodness sake. your hands were clenched up into fists and you felt extremely hot headed. the anger boiled up inside you was only partially released but god did it feel good to snap at someone. but you picked the wrong person. "how strange.. normally youre the highlight of my day." your boss was spinning his pen around his fingers, debating what he would do with you. in his eyes; assistants will never be that important. he wouldnt mind firing one, but you happen to be different.
you just remind him of pretty little prey. someone he could hunt for generations and never get tired of it. your kind gestures, your smiles, laughs, and of course your looks. he would love to toy around with you but it would break his heart a little if he went too far with things. what would you think of having such an erotic relationship with your co-worker? "i dont care if im the highlight of your day," you put your hands down on his desk, "because you definitely arent mine."
what a lie, you thought. how could someone tell such a bad lie? you felt like you were going crazy when youd walk to his office everyday. making his coffee made you feel like an important role in his life. sometimes youd go home and think about him, well you did that all the time. but sometimes youd feel warmth go down between your legs. you were obsessed with him. no better way to put it.
"oh, so thats how you feel? hmmm?" he smiled knowing what his accent and words would do to your innocent mind. behind his desk; aka the part he couldnt see.. your legs were beginning to get close to eachother. of course he had to arouse you. he knew what drove you crazy!
you ran out of his office in a hurry. if things had gone like that any longer you probably wouldve ended up on your knees. but god forbid - how does your boss make you feel such a way?
#x y/n#fanfic#x reader#fnaf x reader#william afton#william afton x you#smut#william afton x reader#fnaf william afton#steve raglan x you#steve raglan smut#steve raglan x reader#steve raglan#fnaf x y/n#fnaf x you#fnaf smut#fnaf
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First of all... šSO SO GLAD TO HAVE MY DELIGHT BACK!~ -I literally missed youš„ŗ-
There has been lots of things I wanted hear your take on about. So I am pulling up my 'gotta share with my Delight' folder. And the first one I remembered is about when I was watching one of my obsession cartoon. There was this swimming competition scene and gUeSs WhO dId I tHoUgHt AbOuT?š¤š¤
-uh i know it's impossible to guessš-
PERCY JACKSON -fangirl screams as if she is getting murderedš« -
Headcannons or Blurb doesn't matter. Reader supporting him. Telling him to slow down or catch back up to help confused son of Posiedon.
Like that scene in Incredibles. Confused Percy trying to understand whether he should slow down because he is way to good or catch back up because he slowed down to much. Reader being supportive jumping and cheering while trying to hold her laughs because of how confused he is.
And then Percy comes out winning -duh-. Looking perfect after being in his element -š§š»āāļø-
And ADORABLE celebration. Hugging, twirling fluffy stuff.
P.S.: Sorry I was keep getting lost at imagining it didn't know how to put into the words. I hope I am making sense. Very excited for your take on this one!
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winner takes it all. / percy jackson x female! reader.
a / n : oh my gods hi, im back š¤
warnings : cursing and let me know if there's another
you were more excited than your boyfriend.
it was percy's one of important swimming competitions, and you were obviously there to watch it. you didn't had any doubts on your boyfriend winning, and it should be boring for you to watch him win his every single game at this point, but you can't help it. it makes you feel like a normal teenager again, watching your normal -totally not the son of poseidon- boyfriend doing his best to win his match.
before the game starts, you find him to have some chit-chat. little motivations that you're sure he doesn't need but loves it anyway. but then, you hear two guys speaking. you're not the type to eavesdrop on someone unless you're on some quest, but this was different. because even the first sentence made your blood boil.
"that jackson thinks he's some type of god," one of the boys scoffed. "there wasn't anyone professional enough to beat him, that's why. watch me carefully, because im gonna beat him so bad that he'll walk with shame." and two of them started laughing like they're some type of cartoon villians.
you leaved the changing room angrily but quietly, trying to find percy. he was on the bench with sally and paul, laughing about something estelle said. you smiled, seeing him so sure about himself made you calm.
"hey," you said, approaching to them. as percy's attention focused on you, sally and paul let you talk in private, giving their attention to poseidon. yes, he was here. he comes watching every match of percy's.
percy smile got wider. "hi sweetheart, i was wondering where you were." he said. "where were you, really?"
you shrugged, hugging him. "looking for you." you explained, not fully a lie but not the truth either. "so, what are your plans for today's match?"
percy paused to think for a second. "what do you say? im winning all the time, should i lose? oohh, that would make a huge scandal!" he said excitedly, smiling. you mirrored his expression, getting serious the next moment.
"no, you have to win this one."
your serious expression and even more serious tone made percy serious too. his smile dissapeared and he made a focused face, like he's talking to his coach, not his girlfriend. and you like that he take this seriously.
"why?" he asked, even though he was already ready to do what you say.
"because your rivals are shitty persons who thinks you're not good enough, just your previous opponents were bad." you explained. "i.. kinda heard them while i was looking for you in the change room."
percy gave you his famous smirk. "yeah? i'm becoming a bad influence for you, really. usually im the one who does the mischief."
you hit his arm playfully, but laughing. "hey! my intentions weren't bad, i was really looking for you. and im glad i heard them!"
percy laughed along with you. "so, what's the plan ma'am? should i go with the easy win, or?"
"the hard win." you smirked, pulling him close to you so that you could tell the plan.
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as the game start, you cheered for percy, even though he wasn't going to hear you.
the plan was simple, he was going to give that fucker what he wanted until the last moment, that's why poseidon cursed when he saw percy got behind him.
"like he can't win!" he yelled, holding his head. sally put a hand on his shoulder to calm him, and it worked instantly.
the guy was about to win when percy suddenly speed up, passing him with no effort. the guy was so confused that he had to stop in the middle of the swimming, already losing his balance.
you screamed happily when percy got out of the water, and they announced that he was the winner. poseidon sighed, smiling and cheering for his son as well.
you went down to hug him, not caring if he or the floor was wet. sally and the others were behind you, following right after.
"percy!" you called, jumping his arms. you could already see the other boy walking to the eliminated place with full of shame, and you smirked with pleasure.
"did i do good?" he asked you, spinning you around with the medal on his neck. he took off the bonnet, shaking his head and making his hair fall to his face. it was a sight to watch, really.
"you did amazing!" you kissed his forehead, still in his arms. poseidon immediatly hugged him, or technically hugged you both, and cheered for his son. "that's my boy!"
percy had to put you down eventually to hug his family, but never once he took his eyes off of you.
#i really have no idea how the swimming competitions go#but i watched a reels about it once and it ends really quickly#like percy could finish it in a second if the wanted#but I HOPE I DID GOOD#percy jackson#percy jackon and the olympians#percy jackson and the heroes of olympus#percy jackson series#pjo hoo toa#percy jackson imagine#percy jackson headcanon#pjo show#perseus jackson x you#percy x you
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Okay, now I need more Logan and Bunny!Girl š©
a/n: ur wish is my command.
guilty as sin. logan howlett x bunny!femreader. part OO2.
a/n 2: btw I'm trying this new cute little layouts tell me if you like them:) i've been really inactive bcs of work shit and been really sick too, but im writing i swear
synopsis: After peace came to the mansion after your arrival, you did not have another encounter with Logan, so spending time with Ororo became a regular thing for you, although Logan doesn't seem to like it.
cw: PTSD related to prostitution and sex, depression, harrasment. a bit of ooc logan, mentions of sex.
words: 2.7k
first.
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You liked Logan.
Well, ālikeā is a pretty vague word, but thatās the one that fits better. You liked him. He was handsome, he was fun, he was sweet with you and you were comfortable around him. You liked that teasing game that you used to have with him, mostly he was bothering you until you slapped his shoulder while he laughed.
So, why wouldnāt you date him? He was clearly into you too
Oh, such a silly answer. You got shy.
Because of your nature you are almost forced to be shy, but you werenāt that shy, you were pretty extroverted when you had to, you didnāt really mind talking to people, and you were a teacher, so you had to be slightly extrovert to have that job.
But after that night in the kitchen, when Loganās hands hugged your skin while taking you in the sweetest way, you couldnāt look him in the eye without getting red all over and shaking like a scared bunny before running away. Logan frowned everytime you would run away from him, but that didnāt stop him from looking at you when you gave classes and just roamed around you for the following months.
He was obsessed with you. He could watch you for ages, watch that white, curly, pretty hair of yours, how it fell through your back till your lower back, how your shirt was lifted by your puffy tail and how your ears bounced whenever you got surprised or scared. You were so pretty, so cute, and so perfect to corrupt.
He was a bad man, but for you, he would turn into a gentleman.
But you were avoiding him, but you werenāt alone, of course. You had Ororo, who was slowly turning into your best friend. Really slowly. After being abandoned by the one you thought was your best friend, it was hard to trust again. But Ororo was patient, kind, and really funny, hanging out with her had always left you tearing up and grabbing your belly because you would laugh so hard.
You liked spending time with her, but sometimes the activities she would like doing triggered you in some way.
The therapist said that it was normal that many memories are blocked to protect yourself, but that they could be expressed and manifested in certain ways. It wasn't a lie. The trauma was clearly very heavy, enough for you to forget most of the events. There were days where you didn't want to leave your room, the pain in your chest wouldn't let you move from the bed, and as soon as you tried, you would collapse on the floor next to the bed in desperate tears.
Ororo had insisted on having sleepovers together, but you refused. There was something about it that took you back to a deep, dark place, a room where the only thing you can hear are the echoes of suffering women, yours mixing with those of others. Sometimes, checking to make sure you were okay, Scott and Ororo would look into your room and see you curled up in a ball in the upper corner of the bed, uncomfortable, as if you needed it. A part of you didn't want to get better, it was easier not to know, to live in unconsciousness, but you knew that it was not healthy, that that life was not healthy.
Thatās why you started to go clubbing with her, you had already gone two times, this one being the third one. Ororo was sitting next to you, applying a pale pink blush in your pale cheeks before putting some gloss in your lips.
āYou are done, girl.ā She stood up and passed you your gloss.Ā
āThank you, love.ā You smiled warmly. You grabbed your bag and began walking downstairs with her. āReady to go?ā
āYeah, let me call a cab.ā Ororo grabbed her while speaking.
A little creek in the kitchen made you raise one of your ears.
āItās me, bun, donāt worry.ā
Fuck.
Out of all the people in the mansion. He had to show.
āGoing out?ā He crossed his big arms and leaned in the doorframe.
āYeah! Iām taking her to a club that I know sheāll love.ā Ororo smiled.
ā āKay, Iāll drive you.ā He said, patting his jeans to find his keys.
āItās not necess-ā
āGod! Thank you, cab cost an arm and a leg.ā Ororo huffed a laugh as you sighed.Ā
You were glad that the blush in your cheeks was dissimulated by your makeup.
You were sitting in the passenger seat, pretending to be on your phone as Ororo grabbed a coat she had forgotten upstairs. You wanted to kill her, she left you alone with him, gosh, wasnāt it obvious how nervous did you get around him? Maybe not, and she just enjoyed seeing you like that. Yeah, that was your best friend. And worse, he was smoking. Looking so hot and nonchalant.
Logan coughed a bit before looking at you, up and down, and huffed.
āWhat?ā You dared to say, without looking at him.
He shook his head. āNothinā, bub.ā
āNo, go ahead.ā You left your mobile aside and crossed your arms.
Logan looked down to your chest covered in your black sleeveless corset and smiled.
āYou look gorgeous, bunny.ā He said, looking at the window and taking a puff from his cigar.
You closed your eyes shut, almost your whole body getting blushed at the compliment. Not pretty, not cute, not good. Gorgeous. He said that word.
āThanks.ā You mumbled shyly, your breath started to get a little worked up. He noticed, of course, and the sight made him smirk.
āIām back!ā Ororo got back in the backseat, and you exhaled like you had been holding your breath for years.
The ride was quiet to you, your mind was peacefully roaming around the lights on the road, even having Logan next to you. That until his hand went to rest on your bare thigh. God, he had to ruin your peace, of course.
His fingers moved to the inner part of your thigh, his palm resting on the front of it. His fingertips massaged your flesh gently, like he knew what he was doing, like he knew how wet you would get with that.
You finally got to the club, some loud music was muffled by the closed doors. You grabbed your jacket and your purse to get out of that freaking car, you could almost scent your own arousal by that moment.
āWanna join us, Logan?ā Ororo suggested.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
āGuess someone has to take care of you two.ā He sighed and got out of the car.
Ororo slapped your shoulder a bit when Logan was away. āYou'll thank me later.ā and she left too.
You sighed and began to get out of the car too, starting to regret all of that.
āGonna stick in the bar, you guys have fun.ā He said, quickly getting in to go where he said.
āWell, I guess I won't have to thank you for anything.ā You said, almost glad that he had left.
You started to get slightly happier and expectant for that night, you could have fun, you wouldn't get too drunk and maybe, if the music wasn't so good for dancing, you could seat and enjoy it. Yeah, a good night.
(...)
Everything you thought that wouldn't happen, happened. You were some long hours into the party, and music was great, surprisingly great. Not some weird music that teens just used as background sound to get drunk and high. Shakira, Britney Spears, Katy Perry, Madonna and Christina Aguilera were sounding all the time, and you couldn't feel happier. That until āSingle Ladiesā by BeyoncĆ© started, you almost freaked out, and started screaming the lyrics with Ororo.
It was relevant that you wereā¦ drunk. Not in the clouds, just drunk enough to feel funny and energized to dance.
āAll the single ladies, now put your hands up.ā You sang with Ororo while lifting your hands.
Logan, as a totally mature man, he huffed. Single? Huh, if it were up to him, you'd be tied to the bed right now, and not in those shorts that hugged your butt beautifully and in a thin green tank top with thin sleeves. Between both garments he could see the edge of your baby blue underwear and that beautiful, round, adorable bunny tail.
God, you were beautiful, and he was disgusting, he couldn't take his eyes out of your ass and your tail and how you moved your hips smoothly in circles, almost provoking him. On those āwhoa-oh-ohā you would move your hips up to the left, up to the right, making your tail bounce.
Was this the karma of provoking you back in the car? Because it was working perfectly, he was hard as a rock.
āCause if you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it.ā
Oh, he was. If he saw one more man looking at you again, he was putting a fucking ring on your finger if that would make you stay at home with him.
In the blink of an eye, a man appeared behind you, you heard quietness when his disgusting fingers grabbed your buttcheek like he had the right too. The muscular memory to pull against it like you were taught to almost won, it didn't because you saw Ororoās look in her eyes, a look of displeasure and anger.
Your body tensed at the realization of the situation, and that happening in a matter of seconds, your nails went to sink on his shoulder, only Logan's hand stopping you.
āWe are going home.ā He said, firmly grabbing your wrist.
You were in the passenger seat now. And you didn't really know how you got there, you supposed Logan had to push you there because you couldn't move, the ghost feeling of that stranger touch, that at the same time felt so familiar.
You were quiet, Ororo and Logan too, but their thoughts were louder than yours, you could almost hear what they were thinking.
Once he pulled over at the mansion, you slowly climbed off the car, putting on your jacket as you walked in. Logan frowns, worried, Ororo had just a concerned look on her eyes as they both follow you in.
You felt almost dizzy, desperate to reach your room, to go and shower, clean yourself up from the touch, from the nonconsensual hands that touched you recently and in the past. The feeling of a dirty touch in your clothes made you want to rip them away. You used to do that since your fur was warm enough for you, but now the feeling seems to have pierced your jeans and burned your clothes.Ā
You couldnāt hear Loganās voice calling you, you just went upstairs and locked in your bedroom.
Logan sighed and looked down at Ororo when she spoke. āShe just needs to rest, to think.ā She began. āIāve never seen you this worried.ā
Logan shrugged. āDonāt know whatās she doinā to me.ā He sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. āWhatever this shit is that iām fucking feeling, feels like shit.ā
āI know what it is.ā She gave him a knowing grin. āAnd you know it too.ā
Logan raised an eyebrow, confused, before opening his eyes widely in surprise. āWhat? Iām not in love with her, Ororo.ā
She just chuckled and began heading to her room. āIāve never said that.ā
Fuck. He was one hundred and eighty years old and he fell for the same old trick. He was turning into a silly teen because of a goddamn bunny.Ā
But god, he knew you werenāt just that, you were the most gorgeous creature he had ever seen in his life, he was the one that got all drunk with you, all bunny-drunk.
He spent the night thinking about you, how were you, how did you feel, could he help you out on something, did you need anything, did you need him? Maybe he was acting like a teen but he couldnāt help it, he was so worried, his heart beated hard in his chest at the thought of you in the state in which he saw you when you came back. When dawn came, he got up like he had nine hours of sleep, when he had just had three, and walked through the mansion, hoping to take a glance at you, but nothing. You werenāt around, Ororo said that you were probably not even awake yet: you could sleep for half a day when one of your episodes hit.
Suddenly, you appeared. You had your curly white hair pinned up, your bunny ears held there too, your face gray of tiredness, wearing some wide black sweat pants and a black hoodie on top. His face lit up when his eyes met your tired figure, while slowly worrying about your state. He didnāt know what to say to you, he couldnāt do the usual āgood morningā because it was nearly lunchtime and it was clearly not a good morning.
āMade coffee for you.ā He said as taking a sip of his beer, you looked at him with slight surprise. āItās right there on the machine.ā
You smiled gently but tired. āThanks.ā
You sat in front of him with your coffee, putting your feet in the wood base of the chair while quietly drinking as he read the newspaper. Something about the domesticity of the situation made you feel a lot better, his presence being like a bandage to your suffering. You looked up at him and gently smiled.
āYou can go to rest more if you want, Iāll wake you up when lunch is ready.ā He said, lifting his eyes from the paper.
āI donāt want to be alone anymore.ā You said lower than usual. āAlthough Iāll love to take a nap on the couch.ā You said, standing up and stretching.
Once you were on the couch, comfortably resting your head on the edge of the headboard, it didn't take long for Logan to go and sit besides you. He hovered his hands over your body until you gave him a gentle nod, telling him he could touch you. He moved your body so you were on your side, resting your head in the pillow, and he moved behind you to hug your waist in his hands, pulling you closer until you felt his warmth pressed against your back. He sank his nose in your neck, exhaling in relief when he finally got to have you in his arms, his hands caressed your soft fur up and down to get you relaxed.
"Wanna talk about it a bit?" He asked in such a comfortable, warm voice, you couldn't tell him no.
"I almost leaned in." You said. "It was like muscular memory, i got so... normal about harrassment, so used to it that... I almost leaned in."
Logan heard you, that's what you loved about him. He listened, all the time.
"I feel bad about it." You said, caressing his hands.
"Why is that?" He asked while gently pressing your flesh.
"I like the touch, the contact, the sex, the provocation." You said, your fingers started to play with his. "But not from anyone. If I would had the chance to choose, I would've wanted you to touch me."
Logan smiled in your neck and pressed his lips there, leaving a small trail of kisses. Nothing sexual, just loving kisses.
"I am touching you now." He started talkin in your neck. "You like my touch?"
You nodded. "When it's from you, I like it." He gave you a playful bite in your shoulder which made you giggle.
"Listen, bunny, this world is a shit. You went through hell, and of course that type of touch will make you go through it again. I don't want that pain in you, but I know I can't remove it." He gently flipped you around, accommodating a strand of your white hair out of your face. "I just want you to be with you when you need me, to hold you, bun. I know that damn therapist told you that you can have your time alone when you need it, but..." He looked at your ruby eyes, his eyes softened and holding your cheek like you were porcelain. He longed for you, you could see that in his eyes: it wans't something casual to him. "...Whenever you need me, I'll make a fucking whole in the goddamn universe to go find yo-"
"I'm in love with you." You said like it was trapped in your throat. "I'm in love with you, Logan."
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