#bro we’re always gonna have some sort of

[hes-a-plant]

Man I’m so sick of the polarization surrounding leather.

I only recently learned that different tanning methods can (maybe???) affect how biodegradable leather is, but I’m having way too much trouble trying to find more info on this.

Half of the search results are “look at our vegetable tanned leather it’s so much better than the nasty chromium tanned leather you should totally buy it!!1!1!” And the other half are “I don’t care about how you tan the leather because leather is murder and evil.”

I really should not have to go on Google scholar for something as simple as this.

That’s not an accessible source of information for a lot of people, both because of paywalls and because a certain level of background knowledge is assumed.

[kenzlie]

just one more? c.s

𝗒𝗈𝗎 were a 𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌, 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇..

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: SMUTT, oral (male receiving), degrade kink, praise kink, inappropriate language, p n v, unprotected sex, hair pulling, slapping, probably more idk i’m ℱ𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓀𝓎..

A/N: This is like my 1st post on tumblr, btw this is short bc the first time i wrote it, it got deleted, anyways if you do not like what i write and say, you can leave!! (it’s free) anyways enjoy 😈.

Orange = chris speaking, pink = fem speaking

i was sitting on the couch watching a movie, i was waiting for my boyfriend chris to get back from dropping matt and nick off at a sleepover

me and chris have a good relationship we understand each other very well and get along good, well sometimes just not always, anytime we have sex it’s gentle sex and always protected

the movie ended a few minutes ago and i’m scrolling on my phone, i hear the front door knob rattle before being opened “i’m back baby” “hi chris” i say while putting me phone away and smiling at him as he sets his stuff down and plops next to me on the couch “sorry i took so long, matt and nick got hungry so we stopped to get them food” “don’t be sorry baby, wanna make some brownies?” “yeah sure”

we’re standing in the kitchen mixing the batter, well i was, chris was just standing and watching “are you gonna help or just stand there?” i say with a bit of a attitude “you can do it” “no come help chris” i say annoyed, he ignores me “oh so now you can’t hear?” “i can hear perfect but you wanted to make them” “i thought you’d be a good boyfriend and help, i mean come on it’s common sense chris.” “i’m okay you got it” i groan at his annoying comment

i was pouring the batter into the pan making sure it was just perfect and right “let me lick the spoon” chris says trying to grab it from my hand, i pull my hand back “no, you should’ve helped” i say licking the spoon while keeping eye contact, teasing him by the minute

i had put the brownies in the oven to cook about 15 minutes ago, they’d be done it 5 to 10 minutes, me and chris were sitting on the couch looking at our phones, chris wasn’t speaking to me over the spoon thing, typical childish chris

“your a brat do you know that?” he says breaking the silence “excuse me?” i say knowing i have but chris never minded it “you heard me, you’ve been a fucking brat.” “so? your point is?” “my point is you should your attitude before i fix it for you.” “ok bud..” i knew then i had got under his skin, he HATED when i called him bud,buddy,bro or any sort of name like that, he gives me a death stare and was about to say something before the oven timer went off, i get up walking over to the kitchen,i turn off the oven before bending down with my oven mits, grabbing the pan and placing it on the counter, i turn around about to go grab a knife to cut the brownies, but instead i turn around to chris death staring me "can i help you chris?" i ask, without a word chris picks me up putting me on the edge of the counter before smashing his lips against mine "chris.." i say muffled "i warned you, did you listen? no."

all of a sudden he’s carrying me up the stairs to the bedroom, chris has never been like this with me he’s always gentle and soft, he tosses me on the bed “you wanna act like a brat? i’ll fuck you like one.” he stands in front of me unbuttoning his jeans “come here slut” he says as he pulls his boxers down, his long hard length slapping against his lower stomach, i crawl over to him as he stands at the end of the bed “chris i’m not giving you head after you didn’t even try helping me in the kitchen” he pulls my face up to look at him “do you really think i care? now open.” he says slapping my cheek slighty, i open my mouth slightly as he shoves himself in without warning “mph!” i say muffled, i suck slowly since that’s usually how we always go, slow and gentle, “faster whore..” he breathes out grabbing my hair and fucking my mouth, i stroke what i can’t fit, “fuck..” he moans, almost whimpering, i speed up my pace with both my hands and mouth, all of a sudden he shoots warm white ropes to the back of my throat, i swallowed his load as i breathe out

before i can even speak im being pushed onto my back, chris wastes to time pulling off my shirt and pants, leaving me only in my underwear and bra, my underwear was soaked, i looked away embarrassed, chris grabs my face to look at him “how fucking pathetic..” he slips my underwear off my body before rubbing his tip around my folds “please don’t tease..” i beg letting out a whine that was quickly replaced with a gasp that was caused from chris shoving himself inside me, his thrust were fast and rough “c-chris!” i moan as i throw my head back, chris’s hand snakes behind my head grabbing a fist full of hair, pulling on it to make me look at him, his free hand was stabbing into my hip as he fucked me without mercy “g-gonna cum baby..” i warn “c’mon baby cum for me..” my orgasm hits me hard, i moan out grabbing onto whatever i can, chris doesn’t stop, “can’t take it!” i whine “c’mon ma, just one more?”, chris thrusts into me harshly a few more times before i cum again, i could tell he was close, clearly from his now sloppy thrusts “fuck fuck fuck..” he whispers before pulling out and spilling all over my stomach

after chris cleaned me up and helped me change, he simply threw on some plaid pants and a white tank top, he crawled in bed next to me cuddling up behind me “i love you baby..” he whispers into my ear “i love you too chris..” i whisper back.

A/N: this is my first smut in a while so ntm, anywho i hope you enjoyed this!!

@chrissslut

[buuniebaby]

You and hamzah being flirty friends but not ever doing anything until one night when yall hangout everything changes!!

NOT A LOT, JUST FOREVER. 🎀

includes: fluff! for the first time on my page lawll sorry for being a hoe for dis man. cc!reader oo

it’s not until late in the night when it hits you - an ache, deep in your chest, taking the breath out of you whenever you’re in his presence.

fuck.

you’re in love.

it’s no secret to anybody that you and hamzah have.. tension. sure, you guys play it up a little when you’re on camera or around friends, but there’s always been some sincerity deep down. at least, on your side.

that’s you’re only problem; you’re not sure if hamzah truly shares that sort of unspoken understanding. you find yourself overanalyzing every little joke he makes here and there, the way he acts around you, and even the way he acts around his other friends. he doesn’t jokingly flirt that way with martin is what your brain tells you, feeding into your delusions.

you’re snapped out of your train of thought by hamzah sliding into the chair next to you, pulling his phone out and setting it up on the table. speak of the devil.

“..what are you doing?” you say, watching as he opens tiktok. you shiver when his thigh grazes over your smooth, just-shaved legs as he turns to look at you, enthusiastically.

“me and martin are gonna do a tiktok live. i figured you would wanna be in it, or you could just like, exist on the side.” you roll your eyes at him, but your heart warms a little at the way he automatically included you, even without asking.

“oh, ok.. sure. it’s less fun when martin isn’t in the same room as you though.” you playfully joke, a grin beginning to form on both of your faces.

“i like having you here more than martin, don’t worry.” is all he says back. you think you feel yourself twitch at that.

when the live starts, donations are immediately rolling in. as soon as he sees one of those filter donations pop up, he’s grabbing the phone and making sure it’s focused on you so you’re the one with the stupid filter on your face instead of him. every. single. time. you roll your eyes, but you know you’re not annoyed by it.

as you two continue to stream along with martin, the chat begins to feel the same way as you do. every little “are they dating??” or “y/n back off hes mine” gives you a twisted feeling of satisfaction. it’s taking so much energy out of you to not just kiss him right then and there.

eventually, martin gets off, but hamzah wants to stay on live. he eventually finds himself requesting to join random people’s lives. especially… little kids who are probably too young to be on tiktok.

you guys end up doing tiktok “battles” against a little boy who doesn’t look a day over 12. it’s funny, until the kid asks a question that really makes you feel crazy.

“is that your girlfriend?” is all you hear before your eyes widen. yet before you can even panic, hamzah is already cutting you off.

“yeah.”

holy fuck.

“we’re actually in a throuple, our boyfriend isn’t here right now.”

nevermind.

even if he’s obviously joking, the thought of hamzah calling you his girlfriend so casually feels so right. you can imagine him introducing you as his, being your man-

“bro, you’re lying. kiss her right now and ill believe you.” says the kid, snapping you out of your daydreams.

immediately, a loud “WOAAHH” comes from hamzah, laughing at the shocking comment from the kid on the other side of the screen.

“five bucks bro, five bucks if you kiss her.”

your cheeks are on fire right now - you feel like if you looked in the mirror, you’d probably look like you just came from a beach day in the middle of arizona. you know hamzah isn’t going to actually kiss you, but the way he’s awkwardly laughing and looking down at you really-

holy shit.

he just kissed you.

HAMZAH JUST KISSED YOU?

it’s a quick kiss, a simple peck on the lips, but it feels like forever as he grabs your face and leans in. you aren’t even processing what just happened yet. he just.. kissed you? on live?

you watch as the chat panics just as much as you are. “HUHH??” and “I KNEWW HE LIKED HER OMG” is all you can see as you stare at the phone with your mouth open. even hamzah seems a little shocked with himself too, as he quickly ends the live without saying anything.

you two sit there in silence for a second.

“what just.. happened?” you ask, making eye contact with him. because genuinely, what the fuck just happened.

his immediate reaction is to rapidly apologize. a series of “fuck- I shouldn’t have- not in front of viewers- im sorry-“ is all you hear before you shut him up and kiss him again.

there’s passion in this kiss, lasting longer than the first one. your hands wrap around his neck, gently caressing it with your fingers.

as you pull away, he just stares at you, breathless.

“i’ve wanted this for so, so long hamzah.”

[fandomnerd9602]

The Last Three Months

Bambi!Wanda x Reader

The last three months of your human-doe hybrid mate’s pregnancy were eventful to say the least. The nursery was assembled. The weird cravings came and went. The mood swings were mild. But yet the last three months were still so eventful.

In the seventh month, you and your happy brood went to the doctors and found out the gender of your little baby.

“I’m hoping for a little brother!” Billy, ever the energetic little buck, jumped around the room in excitement.

“Three bucks in one house!!” Tommy exclaimed.

You and Wanda could only look at each other. Three little bucks would almost be too much. But Wanda gave your hand a reassuring squeeze.

The doc came in a second later, “are you all ready to find out?”

“Yes we are” Wanda giggles as she nuzzles you.

The doc brought in a little pink balloon and handed it to Wanda, “congratulations”

Wanda couldn’t help but squeal in delight. The doe couldn’t contain her excitement, a little baby doe of her own.

“What?” Tommy exclaimed, “I’m gonna teach her how to spit when she’s old enough!”

“We’re gonna hurt anyone who tries to hurt her too!” Billy chimed in before head butting his bro. Barely six years old and they were energetic as ever.

Then came month eight, the boys were a little over five at this point. And so it was time for kindergarten. Wanda couldn’t help but cry as she saw her little boys happily run into their kindergarten classroom. The human children didn’t care that Billy and Tommy had little antlers. The sight of hybrids and humans painting pictures and drawing together gave you hope.

You wrapped a loving arm around your mate as you guided her out to your minivan. “They’re gonna be alright” you whispered in her ear before kissing her forehead gently.

The boys experienced a few firsts. First friends, first bit of homework. It all was the start of a wonderful school time.

“Sooner or later, they’ll be in college” Wanda gave you a weak smile.

“Yeah we still got a while before that” you joked. You and Wanda went back to the Sanctuary and got back to work. Although you and her still take lunch breaks to cuddle on your office couch.

And finally came month nine. Things were getting close, dangerously close. Wanda was actually starting to worry, how come her due date was so close and yet, she didn’t feel any sort of signs.

In her worry, she approached her brother and best friend. Natasha was happily attending to chores in her on site den, a regular hangout spot for the wolf and deer hybrid friends.

“You think your little doe might be in trouble?” Natasha asked.

“I was in a haze last time for my entire pregnancy. I have no experience!” Wanda explained.

Pietro came around and clanked his antlers with hers, “sestra you’re fine. The little baby just needs a bit more time. That is all”

Wanda took a deep breath in and out. Just having her support system always provided a bit of relief for her.

“A-are there ways to induce childbirth?”

“Two ways I know of” Natasha shrugged, “spicy foods and…love making”

Wanda couldn’t help but blush. “I-I don’t think Y/N would want to make love to me when I look like this.”

“I do not want to know” Pietro put up his hands and quickly tried to leave the den.

“Oh please Pietro! We make love constantly, you big baby and you don’t seem to mind!” Natasha blurts out before immediately folding her ears behind her head in embarrassment.

Wanda giggles and laughs causing her brother to try and bury his head in his own jacket.

“You’ll solve it Wanda, I know you will.” Natasha reassures her best friend.

Wanda gave it some thought.

That evening, you made dinner for your family and put the boys down to sleep. You trudge along and went back to your living room couch, turning on the TV and tried to relax. Wanda saunters up to you and sits in your lap.

“Hey my doe,” you gave her a soft smile and began rubbing her lower back.

“I need you” she whispered as she buries her head in the nape of your neck. “Will I be a good momma?”

“You already are, my love” you reassure her. You kiss her shoulder as a little gesture of affection and affirmation.

“My first baby girl. And I get to have her with you. You’re gonna be such a good poppa.”

“You’re gonna be such a good momma” the two of you shared a gentle smile.

Wanda felt so loved in that moment, she had everything she ever needed. And then came a sudden little feeling of wetness.

“Detka?”

“Hmm?”

“It’s time” she gave you a little nervous laugh.

This baby’s got amazing timing.

Tags: @ma1egamer @jacenradio7 @lifespectator @aloneodi @multi-fandom-enjoyer @iiconicsfan25 @iamnicodemus @supercorpdanbeau @scarletquake-n7 @mathxa @julieromanoff

[diorsluv]

casual , part 11

“ but we’re ”

series m. list previous chapter next chapter

( socialmedia!au )

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next chapter notes ) so… i was going back over old chapters of feather and i realized they used to be SO short??? like why did i suddenly start making everything longer but for the sake of the plot and my sanity i’m ACTUALLY going to be reverting to my old ways this time (not lying!!!!) and it’ll be easier for me to get chapters out 😭

tags: @dancerbailey3 @hughesfein @loveforaugust @alwaysclassyeagle @love4ldr @inhoodmood @bunting58 @crazycat-ladys-blog @smoooore @bunbunbl0gs @lilasianmeat

[save-the-villainous-cat]

Hello!! I would like to request a part 2 (or not? more like another POV) to the protective younger sibling!sidekick snippet if you’re okay with it ^^

This time it’s hero asking henchman to meet up and henchman just panics like “omg do they know who i am?? bro im going to get my ass beat and die 😭💀” and decides to spill everything from their real identity to their bar escapades with sidekick

but in reality hero was just really glad that their younger sibling finally got a special someone so they just wanted to get to know them more and all about their relationship😭 also ofc they knew who henchman was all along, duh (their villain lover tells them literally everything)

pt. 1

“I swear, I wasn’t trying to spy on them or anything like that — at first I didn’t even know it was them and I think they still don’t know it’s me. I just kind of met them a couple of times coincidentally and I don’t know, I like them a lot, I really do. They’re so smart and like, I don’t know, so quick? Like they can keep up with my mind and I wasn’t really trying anything at first, I didn’t even think they’d like me and I was just kind of—”

“Woah, I didn’t even get to accuse you of anything.” The hero played with their pen out of habit and studied the henchman. They were certainly panicking and the hero was not going to let something this small turn into this giant thing. “I wish all my interrogations would go that way. Would make my job certainly easier…”

“Please don’t kill me,” the henchman whispered.

“Jeez. Relax. I’m not gonna kill you for dating my sibling.” The hero rolled their eyes. What exactly was their lover telling the henchman about them? That they were some sort of monster?

They definitely needed to talk to the villain. They’d danced around this subject for a while now. When the hero had found out a few weeks ago, they had wanted to talk to the henchman immediately but the villain had urged them not to rush into anything.

And they supposed the villain was right about that.

Getting into other people’s business didn’t always turn out great for the hero.

And they simply really wanted to see their lover.

“Technically, we’re not dating…”

“Well, whatever you want to call it, I can’t tell you what to do and what not to do. You’re great, so I have nothing to fear. I just wanted to get to know you a little better.” The hero worried their lip between their teeth. Maybe they had enough time to visit the villain during lunch? They let the pen spin in their hand.

“Wait…really?”

“Yeah, you’re old enough, I reckon. You can decide these things for yourself.” The hero took in a deep breath. Maybe they should review some cases first? For whatever reason, their mind kept jumping from one topic to another and they weren’t really sure if it was the coffee or them being a little more nervous than they wanted to admit.

This was their sibling’s first (potential) relationship. Clearly, they were old enough and the henchman was a great choice but the hero wondered if their sibling wanted to distance themselves now that they were older.

Whatever choice they’d make, the hero was going to support them, even if that meant they were the annoying older sibling. Maybe the villain had some advice for them.

They closed their eyes and took in a deep breath. Speculating wouldn’t get them far.

“I’m not really used to…responsibility, I guess?” The henchman stared at the hero’s desk as if they were trying to control it with their mind. Their nervousness had shifted to embarrassment and the hero didn’t want that in their office either.

“How so?”

The henchman thought about their words carefully, as if the hero was still an enemy they needed to be cautious around.

That was smart. But the hero doubted they still saw them as a threat. If they really wanted to date the hero’s sibling, they’d try everything to end up on the hero’s good side.

God, their mind was racing. They really needed to see the villain. They always managed to calm them down.

“…sometimes I feel more like a burden to the villain. They barely take me out on missions or let me help them,” they eventually said and the hero couldn’t believe how far off the henchman was with an assumption like that.

Them? A burden to the villain who protected them, shielded them as if they were their own child?

“They’re terrified of losing you,” the hero said.

“I can take care of myself. I’m not dumb.”

“They don’t think you are.” The hero clicked their pen a couple of times and doodled some hearts onto paper. The henchman seemed to be a usually quiet person but right now, a lot of frustration was set free.

It wasn’t exactly anger; it was disappointment.

“Still, I would appreciate a little more trust. I am more than capable to help them. I don’t want to do just research. One time, they nearly died because they didn’t tell me they were injured.”

“They do trust you. They’re just trying to shield you from the bad things. Believe me, I’ve tried doing that and I’ve failed,” the hero said.

“Then what am I doing wrong? I’m not a child anymore. I know how to fight.”

The hero was quiet for a moment. Apparently those doubts had manifested throughout time. The henchman felt quite worthless and couldn’t really see how much the villain actually cared about them.

How the villain made sure they were eating and drinking enough. How they called them several times a day to make sure they were okay. How they researched schools and workplaces for them all the time.

“You’re an orphan, aren’t you?” they asked as gentle as possible.

The henchman nodded. “I barely talk about it.”

“Well, the villain is an orphan as well and they were robbed of their childhood. They don’t want you to grow up as quick as they had to. That’s why they let you do…well, office work instead of getting your hands dirty. It’s more of an excuse. They want you to study people instead of fighting them.”

“…but they need me. They’re a total idiot sometimes. Last week they were clearly outnumbered and almost got themselves killed. Again.”

“Well, thank God I am here now to help them. More or less.” The hero leaned back. Most of the time, they disagreed with the villain when it came to work. But they’d obviously break a few rules to save their lover every now and then. “You need them just as much as they need you, don’t you?”

The henchman didn’t meet their eyes, so the hero continued.

“You think they don’t care and you think they’re pushing you away but that’s not true. Truth is, this isn’t all fun and games. Seeing someone you love collapse is the worst thing in the world. Losing someone close to you is an indescribable grief. Let me do the saving and the nasty work. You can guide them. Do the research and make plans. Fight my sibling occasionally…”

Suddenly, the henchman blushed.

“Oh, I…uh…”

“You’re right. You aren’t a child anymore and you can decide what you want to do with your future. But there are people who care about you and they will try to shield you from danger, no matter how old you are.” The hero stretched their limbs and suppressed a yawn. They stared at the doodles they had drawn on a few sticky notes.

They had subconsciously written the first letter of the villain’s name into the hearts.

Now, they really wanted to see their villain. They knew their lover was calculated and smart and capable but the hero needed to see that stupid smirk more than anything. All this talk about danger and death…

“Don’t worry, okay?” they asked and the henchman nodded. “If you need anything, just ask me.”

“Thank you. Really, thank you.”

The hero stared at the doodles and smiled softly.

“Don’t you have a date to go on? Or is that tomorrow?” they asked.

“Tomorrow—” The henchman was still blushing when they stood up. “I should, uh, probably go. Again, you really helped me. Thank you.”

“Anytime.”

It was safe to say that the hero and the villain had lunch together.

[haekisses]

nct dream’s reactions to you ignoring them !

tw :: none i think! lmk if i missed any <3

MARK.

tears. OKAY, maybe not tears but ignoring him will make him take a step back n think about what he’s done. if it’s just a prank he’ll stare at you for a minute and contemplate what he’s done to deserve this, then he tries to play it off with a laugh when we all know he very much believed it.

if he’s actually done something wrong then he’ll leave you to lock himself up with his thoughts then he realizes he didn’t even acknowledge your presence today, so you did the same in return. he’ll probably say sorry throughout the day and try to subtly give you more attention as an apology + no more ‘bro’ and ‘dude’ name calling even if it is a habit & extremely tempting 😞

RENJUN.

sorry, but for like a good hour or two he doesn’t even notice, nor does he really care cause he’s always focusing on something else so your prank has failed terribly. when he does notice he realizes it’s a joke very quickly and just keeps focusing on something else which makes you break. he’ll just laugh at you and give you a hug for good measure.

but when we’re talking about a real heated situation? he’s not very confrontational and wants to fall into a hole when you don’t even try to look at him, he’ll be like “please yn i’ll do better” with the false tears and IT WORKS, every time!! renjun is a man w charm.

JENO.

he drops to his knees and will not leave you alone until you admit it’s a prank. jeno is so good at reading you that he just knows as soon as he looks at you but wants to play along really badly so he does, it doesn’t last long cause it’s meant to be your prank and he tries to make it his own. you give in and he’s just happy that he won.

jeno would immediately apologize even if he doesn’t know what he’s done, and that’s what makes you so upset most of the time. he knows exactly when to apologize but just not why he’s doing it so it kinda makes the apology seem insincere, he’s a quick thinker though so after a little while he’ll realize his mistakes and beg for forgiveness. jeno just laughs afterwards cause he looked so silly HE’S ALWAYS LAUGHING.

DONGHYUCK.

let’s be real, hyuck is probably the one doing the prank in this scenario, everyday he’s doing one thing or the other to annoy you so when you want his attention and he wants to mess around? boom. he’s just gonna ignore you with no reason for it whatsoever. you’ve learned to just stop trying until he gets tired n then he gets sulky ‘cause you didn’t want to pretend to be bothered.

oh hyuck’s following you around the whole day, he’s like jeno but just 10x more clingy. you could breathe next to him and he’d say “yn?? is that you speaking to me?” when he knows very well you were just completing an everyday action. he knows what he’s done wrong and he apologizes throughout the day but will not leave you alone for a good 2 days after you’ve ignored him, he says it’s to make up for the lost time.

JAEMIN.

he looks at you like you’re some sort of alien and rightfully so because how dare you try to prank jaem and get away with it?? being the kind soul he is, he probably does believe it and it makes you feel so bad that you just have to tell him that it was a prank. jaemin just sighs after being tricked and tackles you as revenge

jaemin can do no wrong this scenario doesn’t exist sorry. OKAY BUT WE CAN IMAGINE. if he did do some wrong (impossible) there would be no point in ignoring him because he’s already written a ten page essay on how sorry he is and how much he loves you, moving on to the next 🙏.

CHENLE.

oh chenle? he doesn’t care… like he just doesn’t, he’s literally worse than renjun. at first it’s because he thinks you’re just trying to be funny, he knows he hasn’t done anything wrong because it’s 11am, what could he have done? but then later he just knows your pranking him because you’re struggling to hold your laugh in when he glares at you so he chooses to ignore you too so you guys can be twins!

chenle doesn’t like using his words to say stuff cause it makes him feel awkward but in this case he can’t use actions to show he’s sorry or buy you something because that’s kinda worthless when words matter more, you know. so he wraps you in a massive hug and apologizes for what he’s done at least ten times to seal the deal n will not let go until you give up. another man of many charms 💯.

JISUNG.

he is confused. just straight up like ‘😧’ he don’t even know what to say to you like he’s just so awkward about it. but then he toughens up and tries to ask you what’s wrong, then he’s like ‘oh you’re ignoring me… i see’ and he just leaves. like that. n you’re like ‘wth??’ but then he comes back with your favorite food n just smiles at you. OF COURSE YOU GIVE IN, stop ignoring him please.

ooo the waterworks are coming watch out for the waterfall 💀JOKINGG, jisung only cries when he’s alone in his room watching frozen or something !! he definitely does the same exact thing as he does if you’re pranking him but this time he adds a few more things and gives you a massive handwritten apology (with terrible handwriting) to make sure you’re not angry at him anymore, it works.

requests are open !

[shieldofiron]

Vibe Check Part 3: Quid Pro Bro

The Frat Boy Au, Part 3

Read Previous on Ao3 or tumblr.

Steve wakes almost falling out of a chair.

He blinks, looking around the empty lecture hall and then finally looking up at the girl who’s still shaking him.

“Hey, yo, I’m up, I’m awake!” He wriggled out of her iron grip.

“You have to leave.”

“When did I pass out?”

The girl scoffs rolling her eyes hard, “Like halfway through the lecture, dingus. You snore, by the way.”

“I do not!” He snapped. Billy’s never said anything, and they’d roomed together all of last year.

“Oh yeah,” she nodded, crossing her arms. “Drool too.”

Steve just began to gather his books, “Why are you even here? Just let me drool.”

“I’m the TA,” She smirked. “And I didn’t want to be caught grading your absolutely half baked paper.”

“Yeah,” he smirked right back, giving her a little of the patented Harrington sparkle. “A likely excuse.”

She just huffs, heading back to the front of the room and gathering some papers, “you try to help a guy.”

“Want me to walk you home?” He glanced at his watch. “Kinda late.”

“I live off campus.”

“Your car, then.”

She blinks at him, “you’re not getting in my pants.”

“Excuse me?”

“I’m gay.”

“And I’m just offering a walk home,” Steve shook his head, “you try to help a girl.”

She pauses, “you’re serious. You don’t have to do that.”

He nods, “yeah I am, dude, it’s like 9 pm. I’m not gonna let you walk home alone.”

She’s pretty, short hair sort of messy around her freckled face, which morphs slowly from a scowl into a more confused expression.

“Okay, I guess.”

“You thought I would just leave you in the lurch?”

“Not-“ She just laughs and shakes her head. “Fine, dingus. Prove to me that frat boys aren’t all the same.”

“We’re not!”

“Your taking a nap during the lecture non withstanding. Like it wasn’t even during a film day.”

Steve massaged the back of his neck, “My neighbor at the house has this girlfriend, she’s like a banshee. We didn’t sleep at all last night.”

She swung a multicolored patchwork tote bag onto her shoulder, “Can’t you just outbang him? Fight fire with fire?”

Steve’s brows rose as he scrambled to shove his notes into his backpack. “Whoah, I didn’t expect you to say that!”

She giggles, “I’m a TA not a nun.”

“Fair enough. How do you get to be a TA anyway?” He holds open the heavy metal door as she sails past, her tote bag hitting him hard in the solar plexus as she did.

“Sorry,” She says. “You take enough of Herman’s classes that he starts to remember your face. It’s a blessing and a curse, I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone. And the pay is dismal.”

“You get paid too?” He followed her down the hallway and out into the brisk fall air.

“I thought frat boys had all the money for keg parties and togas and house dues and lawsuits…”

“Not all of us,” He scoffs, as if he isn’t absolutely the exact type of guy she’s talking about. “It’s always good to let the brothers know about stuff like this.”

She rolls her eyes, “I can’t believe you actually talk like that.”

“What? Brothers?”

“Yeah,” she raises one shoulder. “Isn’t your boyfriend one of your brothers? Isn’t that a bit creepy?”

At first he thinks it’s the fall wind. That whooshing sound.

“What?” He realizes he’s frozen, locked to the spot in his adidas slides, staring at a tree rather than her.

“Oh,” She falters in her skipping. “Did you two break up?”

“Who are you talking about?”

“Uh, I don’t really know his name but he used to walk you to class last semester for Women in Film? Blonde guy with the curls? He has an embarrassing and frankly dated 80s thing going on?” She blinks at him. “God, you did break up. I’m so sorry, Steve.”

“How… wh… we’re not boyfriends,” he finally manages to stutter after a few seconds of autumn-chilled silence.

“Oh,” Her expression morphs into pity and it’s fucking awful. “I get it.”

“No, no I… we’re not like that at all. Billy and I are roommates. We’re…” he couldn’t bring himself to say brothers, his mind still scrambled. “Friends.”

“Oh.” She tips her chin down. “Sorry. My mistake.”

After another stilted second, they start to walk again with purpose towards the parking garage.

But she keeps sort of glancing over at him. Like she’s checking.

“We’re just friends,” He repeats after a moment.

“Got it.”

“Nothing going on there.”

“Okay.”

“And we’re straight.”

“Interesting how that came up last.”

“I’m fucking serious. We’re just friends.”

“Got it. Broken gaydar. It happens,” She shrugs, and he tries to do it too. Just like… no big deal.

But he can’t seem to stop wanting to say it. They’re just friends. How could anyone read them as anything else.

The more he thinks about it the funnier it seems. Of course nothing is going on, it’s so crazy that she thought so. He’ll have to tell Billy, even though the idea makes him feel like he has a nest of angry scorpions in his stomach.

Finally, they turn sharply for the nearest dorm, just past the garage near the theatre building.

“I thought you said you lived off campus.”

“I thought you might be a serial killer. I don’t know which one of us is more disappointed.”

He laughed through his choked throat. “I’m Steve, by the way.”

“I know. You’re Steve ‘the Hair’ Harrington. You’re the party chair for Theta House and you’re like,” she puts on a silly high voice, “so cute.”

“And straight.”

“And straight, that too,” she giggles a little nervously. “I’m Robin Buckley. We’ve had classes together for two years.”

He rocks back on his heels, “you did the John Waters short for Dr Casey’s class. That shit was legit.”

“That’s me,” She smiled, “sorry about confusing you and you’re friend earlier. You’re just so… anyway. See you next time.”

“See you next time, Robin,” He says.

The whole way back to the house he can’t shake the feeling. Like a leaf blowing on the back of his leg he’s jumpy, sure he’s feeling spiders and skeletons.

He whips out his phone and dials the first number he can think of. Surely it will all just seem like a joke tomorrow. A harmless mistake.

“Hey,” Billy picks up on the second ring.

And it’s like all the words in the world have dried up in his throat and he can’t speak for the corpses. He just makes a little aborted wheeze.

“Stevie? What’s up?” Billy asks.

“D-do… do I snore?” He asks, not even sure where that came from.

“A little. But it’s cute. Why, is some girl giving you grief?”

Steve is so nervous he just up and disconnects the call. The wind blows at the name of his neck and his whole body breaks out in goosebumps.

[mochiwrites]

I’m gonna need you to write smt about Scar/Mumbo making Grian fall over my bro. for scientific purposes frfr

this is excellent timing because I wanted to write a small thing so — have a two times scar and mumbo made grian fall and the one (1) time he made them fall instead <3

1. Mumbo

There’s a sort of giddy excitement rushing through Grian as he sets up his tent right beside Mumbo and Scar’s. He doesn’t think he’s been so excited about something in a while, and it isn’t just because of the future opportunities to poke at the goat.

Hermitcraft has had many a prank wars before, and Grian has always enjoyed every single one of them. He’ll gleefully take any opportunity to mess with his friends, and to cause an all out war full of pranking is a fantastic outcome for the avian.

Except this time it’s different, more exciting than it has been. And it has something to do with the fact that he’s formed an alliance with Mumbo and Scar, his two favorite people.

It’s something he’s never had the chance to do before, not when most of the conflicts Grian has started has put Scar as his main target to pester. Mumbo has (mostly) been at his side through most conflicts, but Grian has never had the joy of teaming with Scar.

And well, who wouldn’t be giddy about teaming with their partners for a prank war?

Grian can feel the way his wings twitch and shift with excitement as he sets down some wool, a buzzing energy about him. He isn’t sure how long he’s been working for, but Scar and Mumbo have already finished their tents.

Scar flew off back to Scarland to grab some things to decorate the area they’ve set up in, leaving just Mumbo and Grian for the moment.

“Gri?” Mumbo calls to him, drawing a hum from the avian. “You gonna take a break any time soon, buttercup? I uh, we’ve been at this for a while now.”

Grian is only half listening to him, much too focused on getting the shape of the top of the tent right. He sets a fence post down, putting bits of wool around it to test. “Hmmm, mhm, yeah,” he answers Mumbo.

He hears a fond little huff, “You’re not listening to me, are you?”

(What Grian doesn’t see is Mumbo glance at the concrete powder in his inventory, an idea in mind.)

“Hmmmm.” Grian removes a block of two, flexing his wings so he can fly back and get an idea of how it looks. Something is missing, he thinks. He glances over to Mumbo and Scar’s tents, searching for a little inspiration. Should he use some of the cherry leaves? Outside or inside? Or—

For a moment his mind blanks, wings falling shut. His stomach drops as he falls from the sky, barely registering a muffled yell.

When his head feels less foggy, Grian blinks, staring up at the sky. “Oh my goodness! Grian I’m so sorry, I didn’t think you’d just plummet like that!” Mumbo’s face appears in his field of vision, and oh. Mumbo’s holding him.

Grian looks over to where his tent is, and where he should have been floating in the air still. Why did he suddenly fall like tha—

His brows furrow as he looks to his partner, “Mumbo…” he starts, “did you drop that concrete powder again?”

Mumbo at least has the decency to look embarrassed, “It was er… more of a test really. T-To see if maybe I could use it to stop you from working yourself too hard!”

Grian stares at him for a second or two before shaking his head. “You’re very lucky we’re on the same side, mister. Else I’d— I mean the man in the chicken costume would be flooding your base with chickens,” he teases, before planting a kiss to Mumbo’s cheek. He jumps out of the man’s arms. “But I guess a little break won’t hurt.” He looks at Mumbo with a grin, “Buttercup.”

Mumbo’s red face delights Grian greatly.

2. Scar

Of all people Grian was concerned about having the knowledge of this sudden new… glitch, it was definitely Scar.

Mumbo claimed that Scar was wholesome. Grian begged to disagree.

He’s quite aware of how chaotic their partner can be (it’s partly what drew Grian to him in the first place), and giving Scar a power that can make Grian do the equivalent of blue screening is dangerous. Very dangerous.

Where Mumbo might use it for lawfully evil purposes, Grian is quite aware that Scar will use it on a whim. Because he can.

No matter how much gravel and concrete powder Mumbo confiscates from Scar, the man somehow keeps appearing with more! And unfortunately for Grian, Scar is very entertained by his glitch.

Standing inside his tent, Grian looks around at the empty space. He doesn’t have much planned for his interior at the moment, nothing besides a bed and a chest.

Humming to himself, Grian walks out of his tent and over to the chest filled with building materials he and Scar set up right in the middle of Buttercup Camp. He flicks it open and rummages through it, grabbing some things for decoration. After, Grian shuts the chest and walks back to his tent.

At least that’s what he intends to do.

He gets a single step in before his mind goes all foggy and his limbs turn to jelly. Just before he can fall two strong arms wrap around his middle and catches him.

“Why hello there, buttercup!” Scar grins at him, “It seems like you’ve fallen for me~.”

Grian’s cheeks warm and the fogginess quickly wears off. “Scar!” he exclaims, lightly scolding him, but Grian’s heart isn’t actually in it.

Scar sets him upright as he giggles, and Grian whacks him with his wing. “I’m going to make Mumbo empty all of your pockets!” he warns, shaking his head.

“Oh, you can try mister!” Scar laughs, stealing a kiss from Grian before running back to his own tent.

Grian watches him go with fondness in his eyes.

+1. Grian

The sun is setting in the sky when Grian enacts his revenge.

All day he had been falling thanks to his partners, and Grian has the perfect plan to get them back. Simple, but perfect.

By now all three of their tents have been set up, and their sniffer has hatched. Grian’s quite pleased with the name, knowing it will definitely strike fear into Doc’s heart.

Mumbo and Scar stand in the little clearing right by their tents, the pair murmuring softly to one another as they watch the sun set.

They’re completely distracted. Perfect.

Grian waits for a moment or two before he takes a running leap. “Revenge!” he cries out as he crashes into both of them, wrapping his arms around them. He hears Scar and Mumbo yell in surprise, and the three of them crash to the ground.

Somehow, Grian ends up on top of the both, wings sprawled over their forms. Mumbo and Scar are trapped under him.

“What was that for?” Mumbo questions, looking up at Grian with furrowed brows.

“That was for dropping falling blocks all day.” Grian gives a cheeky grin in reply, looking far too pleased with himself.

“Awww, but it was so fun.” Scar pouts, “You fit so perfectly in my arms, buttercup.”

Grian sits back, once more feeling his face warm. “You’re having way too much fun with this, Scar. The glitch and the name.” He stares at the man, trying to a frown but utterly failing.

“It’s a nice name,” Mumbo chimes in, causing Scar to eagerly nod his head in agreement. “And it was rather to catch you.”

Huffing at them both, Grian moves to lay in between them, laying on his stomach so his wings aren’t crushed. “You’re both spoons,” he grumbles, but doesn’t hesitate to snuggle with them.

“Comes with the territory I’m afraid,” Mumbo laughs softly, turning on his side to smile at both Grian and Scar.

“We should find a glitch that makes Mumbo fall into our arms,” Scar comments, his tone laced with fondness.

“W-What, no!” Mumbo protests quickly, flustered. “I’d be too difficult to catch, I’m all lanky. You and Grian are much easier for that sort of thing!”

Grian hums, “No, no. I agree with Scar. I think we can make it happen.”

Mumbo groans while Scar and Grian share a smile, already thinking of ways to mess with Mumbo.

And when they switch to looking up at the stars, Grian tugs them both close with his wings, a pleased smile on his face.

[homestuckreplay]

To be fair, you have to have a very high wisdom to understand Colonel Sassacre. The mischief is extremely nuanced, and without a solid grasp of mangrit and maturity most of the pranks will go over the typical reader’s head.

(page 759)

If I was making a webcomic, I’d probably take a well deserved few days off between story acts, but not so in Homestuck. We’re back, and kind of, sort of, unofficially, maybe, in Act 3?

For Act3posting, I’m gonna do a couple things.

- Hard cap reaction posts at 500 words. Time to get economical.

- End reaction posts with a command suggestion. I can’t access the actual suggestion box, so can’t influence the story directly, but I still have ideas I’d like to share.

Starting now.

So, there’s a message from Nanna in the front of Colonel Sassacre’s – and not just any message. I’d call this a prophecy. This is real fantasy novel territory, with battles and royalty and chosen ones and protagonists with cool dramatic titles and wise old spiritual guides who know far more than they should. I eat this stuff up even when it’s cliché. I wonder if the story within Sburb and the story outside of Sburb could be totally different genres.

Nanna says this book’s ‘journey will end on the Final Day of [her] life’, with Final Day underlined, so we know it’s plot important. This means she wrote this some time ago, already knowing about John’s future. Signing up to be a Sburb beta tester because it’s the Game of the Year no longer feels like a happenstance. This is cosmically fated somehow, which… is a little sad, because it takes away some of John and Rose’s success from them, if they didn’t get to this point in the game through skill but through destiny. I’m gonna have to get used to that concept, and start thinking through how free will can be exercised in a story that plays with time this way.

These titles are SO cool. ‘...the Heir of Breath and Seer of Light, the Knight of Time and Witch of Space…’ these fuck so hard. I want one. These probably correspond to John, Rose, Dave, and their secret fourth player Todd from Missouri, maybe in the same order we meet the characters, although maybe there will be a surprise shakearound. After all, Rose seems way more associated with darkness than light, and ‘Witch of Space’ feels like it’d fit her way better than ‘Seer of Light’. And no way does Dave have the earnestness and devotion necessary to be a good knight – John, on the other hand, could rise to that challenge.

Nanna’s ‘P.S. HOO HOO HOO!’ could indicate that she knew all along that she would become Nannasprite, and perhaps knew that she wouldn’t be able to deliver this message directly in sprite form, as it would be game spoilers. Or it could be that she always liked to say hoo hoo hoo, carrying the spirit of the harlequin even without being prototyped with the doll. Personally, I hope both are true.

According to the Adventure Map, Act 3 is called ‘Insane Corkscrew Haymakers’. This is really different from the first two act titles, which are both very literary sounding, have musical allusions, and indicate a setup and inciting incident of a story, respectively. A haymaker is either ‘a powerful blow with the fist’ or ‘a machine for curing hay in rainy weather’, and this is not a farm story, so my guess is the punch. Act 1’s title related to John and Act 2’s to Rose, so this should be Dave’s, especially as his narrative is often treated less seriously. Perhaps these insane corkscrew haymakers happen during his rooftop battle with his bro?

> John: Find a prank to play on Nannasprite.

[questintheskies]

Kenny Omega on Rossy Ogawa

“From someone who lived it, breathed it, who has very close friends in the industry — I don’t mean necessarily wrestling industry… I mean like the government-issued press, and the information that they know. [shakes head] I… just gonna leave it at that.

I would say, ‘Don’t be so quick to listen to praise for that individual’ because someday, I’m not sure when it will be, maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but someday, people will know the truth. What they do with that truth, I don’t know. Will they share it? Maybe. But a lot of the higher-ups in Japan, they know exactly what business he’s up to — and what he’s been up to, for decades. That’s all I gotta say.

I don’t care about Rossy bring an E-Drone [internet wrestling “war” slang for a WWE fan or loyalist, used by the person submitting the question]. I mean, whatever, it’s no big deal. That’s… he’s done… that’s not even the tip of the iceberg. Guys… just you freaking wait… when it finally comes out… there are a lot of people who refuse to work with him for the very same reason. Some of those people even in WWE. Some of those people are in AEW. They have a very good reason, it’s not just like, ‘Yeah, I decided to wake up and not like this guy…"

If you want to know sort of along what lines they tread amongst, the dude just flat out said, ‘Hey, we’re looking for girls from like ages 13-to-21 that don’t have a boyfriend and aren’t married.’ We already know he puts underage girls in very revealing swimsuit calendars and books. And I wish that’s all he did. Let’s put it that way.”

I don’t have any sort of video evidence, I just have the good word of people that are very close. I’m outside of it. If those people feel like commenting or saying something, whatever. For now, I’ll say that people going to Marigold, good luck. I hope you have a great time. I hope it works out for you. For me, I would be very hesitant. I would be very hesitant. That’s it. That’s all.

My only comment, I’m just gonna say I’m with Asuka. That’s it. I’m with Asuka. Always have been — we bros. And she’s got her reasons, and it’s probably the same one as mine.”

[aizenat]

I’m going to say this and it sounds like it’s gonna be an unpopular opinion but whatever, but I’d love to meet these supposed evil feminists who are putting down and berating stay at home moms/wives/gfs. Outside of the context of criticism towards the tradwife idiots, who aren’t just sharing their cute little stay at home lives but are specifically looking to use their platforms to encourage young impressionable girls to put themselves in danger by not pursuing education and/or a career (specifically looking to reach out to girls who would have grown up to value those things: NOT isolated and/or conservative women raised to value being a stay at home wife/mom), who are there ppl chomping at the bit to shit on women who decide to be stay at home wives/moms?

Specifically, what FEMINISTS are doing that? At most, feminists will push for women who do choose that to make sure they’re protected (be married to the man so you have a claim on his money, make sure your name is on all bank accounts, property titles, businesses, etc, maybe even set up a prenup so you’re not sol if and when he decides to leave you, still pursue schooling and/or some sort of job even part time so you can have work experience/an education if things don’t work out, etc), but I have never ever EVER seen a feminist, an actual feminist, from any wave or type, not libfems nor radfems nor 2nd wave or 3rd wave nor “intersexuality” feminists nor womanists nor black feminists nor global south feminists, literally ZERO feminists are out here shouting at any woman who is a stay at home wife/mom and throwing visceral hatred towards them. If you cannot discern the difference between feminists being concerned by women encouraging other women to literally put their entire lives and livelihoods in men’s hands and some foaming at the mouth hate for a woman DARING to not work (when we’re all living in an capitalist hellscape that has us all making jokes about how working sucks and we wish we could just sit by the ocean or run to a secluded cabin in the woods), the problem isn’t with feminists.

I literally have never seen this shit, and can only conclude that everyone reblogging that one post thinks women getting snappy with these trafwife idiots is somehow a hatred for any and all stay at home moms/wives. Do you think any Black person who shit talks Candace Owens just hates Black ppl in general? Is that how that works now? Fascinating.

Stop creating strawmen to argue against and virtue signal about. Stay at home wives/moms are always supported by feminists. If anything, men are the ones who hate them the most because they resent the expectation of having to provide for her, and they feel like she didn’t do anything to “earn” the lifestyle she’s living. The passport bros who go oversees looking for a “submissive” wife only to be pikachu faced when those women expect him to support her comfortably. The Tate-heads obsessed with a woman’s “body count” and think spending $1000 on an engagement ring is asking for too much. The red pilled idiots who hate independent women for being able to live and survive without them all while hating the women who want to stay at home because they’re “lazy” or gold diggers. That’s MEN doing that. Not women. Not feminists.

There are more men hating on stay at home women than women, especially feminists, every day. But please, do make and reblog a post that felt the need to call out the evil and mean feminists for doing what men actual do without criticism all the time. I mean, when aren’t women blamed for shit men do all the time?

[sugawarassoccerlover]

Asking the brothers (-Luci) to spend the night with you

Synopsis: you’re having dark thoughts and don’t trust yourself to be alone at night, so you ask the brothers if they can spend the night with you 

TW: suggested suicidal thoughts but nothing explicitly stated, bad mental health 

Mammon 

Who wouldn’t want to spend time with the great mammon??? 

He’s genuinely worried about you tho :(( poor guy is so scared for you 

But he holds it together 

Doesn’t know how to address it tho

You’re gonna have to communicate with him 

Want cuddles? He’s on it! He’ll spoon you 

Want to talk about it! He’ll lend you a listening ear. He’s not the best with words but he will assure you he’s always here for you 

Will go on a late night drive with you if it helps you clear your head

Even better if you fall asleep

Will carry you back to his room bridal style 

Wont leave you alone until you assure him you’re ok

Will be more clingy from now on. Expect him to be by your side for awhile 

Leviathan 

Bros genuinely scared for you. What does this mean?? He cares for you but he just doesn’t know what to do

But he’s also so glad you trusted him enough to come to him about this 

Like Mammon, you’ll need to communicate with him 

If not, he’ll offer to play video games with you to distract you! 

Or if you just want to sit and watch him play 

He also has plenty of feel good, fluffy animes and anime movies you can watch together to improve your mood 

If you want hugs or cuddles, he’ll fulfill your request, but will be red faced 

Will definitely research mental health later 

Sends you silly videos throughout the day to let you know he’s thinking about you 

Satan 

At first, he bombards you with questions, he means well but he doesn’t execute it well 

Once he realizes it’s not entirely helping, he’ll resort to asking just what he can do to help 

He doesn’t mind sitting with you and listening to all your problems and thoughts 

If you need to cry it out or even yell at him, he doesn’t mind :) 

He just wants you to be ok 

He’ll sit down with you in his chair, holding you and will read to you

Def plays with your hair to help distract you in small ways 

He wants you to open up to him but won’t force you 

In general, very soft and supportive 

Asmodeus 

His precious MC is having dark thoughts?! We can’t have that, now can we? 

Immediately asks you to tell him everything, because he cares about you so much 

Will back off if he’s being too pushy 

If you don’t want to talk, he’ll ramble about things while playing with your hair

Will talk about anything, especially himself if you need to get your mind off things 

Commence self care. We’re talking baths, manicures, skincare, hairdos, anything to make you feel good about yourself

He’ll repeatedly tell you how sweet and precious you are, and how beautiful you are 

Lots of affirmation :) 

Beelzebub

At first he doesn’t really know what to do

“Want a hug?” 

He’ll hold you while you talk about it 

Or if you don’t talk about it, he’ll talk about his day or his family. He’s not the most talkative all the time but if it helps you, he’ll do anything 

Wants to be holding onto you in some way until you fall asleep 

Holding hands, hand on your leg, on your shoulder, hugging you, arms around your shoulders, etc. 

Even if/when you fall asleep, he’s still holding onto you 

Will share his ice cream with you. And chocolate. Those are foods that are supposed to make people feel better, right? 

Later he asks his brothers how he can better help you

Frequently reminds you how much you mean to him and how much he cares about you 

Belphegor 

“Wanna cuddle?”

He’s not the best at this sort of thing but he tries his best 

He’ll definitely listen if you want to talk about it

Doesn’t have much advice for you, but he’ll sit there and listen to you patiently and carefully 

He tells you he’ll personally fight your bad thoughts and your bad feelings 

If you need a distraction, he’ll tell you embarrassing stories about Lucifer 

He’ll cuddle with you until you fall asleep 

Lets you lay your head against his chest and hug him 

He refuses to fall asleep until he’s sure you’re asleep 

Makes sure you have happy dreams and a peaceful sleep 

[imaginespazzi]

Mommy you kept us fed yesterday!!!! 

I die at anything involving their first little baby feelings for each other. It’s truly the only bit of lore/timeline we can’t piece together from evidence. 

ICEYYYY! And KK crumbs. I’m so happy you had Ice as a Wings player, but also sad for ice that she’s gonna be alone in Texas now😂 I hope she gets a new man on the Mavs or something to keep her occupied/happy. I feel like Ice needs to get laid 😂

OLIVIA! Ok I knew she was going to be some form of media person! I am just going to assume it’s canon that she looks like Malika Andrews and that I was right about her pussy made of legos 

But for real I think the press conference aftermath was my favourite part. Sooo many clues/undertones and insight. Of course Paige kept her new gf a secret to spare Azzi even after they broke up messily/had some kind of failed proposal. She will never not be a simp for her princess even WHILE she’s got a new gf. Olivia must have been down bad to not go running for the hills from the get go 😂😂😂

Stephie pooooo! She loves Paige so much it makes me lactate. 

I loved seeing Azzi get on edge at the mention of Olivia’s behaviour at the press conference. Those two absolutely fucking hate each other- you’re a genius for how you involved Olivia… cause I’m sure in the past and future Azzi has had/will have to play nice at pressers when they play Dallas. Imagine having to cordially answer questions your exes new wife is asking you? Dagger

The end scene - I can’t. I love how you bookended the chapter with FaceTiming. Mommy Paige makes me melt. 

Rhetorical statements to subliminally influence you: 

At first I thought Paige getting married would be a rash impulsive decision based off finding out Azzi is pregnant …. I’m now thinking it’s a switcheroo and Azzi getting pregnant is the result of an impulsive/drunk one night stand after Paige tells her about Olivia. In some twisted way Paige is the catalyst for Stephie coming into existence isn’t that beautiful 😂😂😭😭

At some point I’m wondering if Stephie is going to switch up her name for Paige. Miss Buecks is kind of formal - is she gonna switch it up to Paigey at some point or just switch right to MOMMY cause why delay the inevitable 🙃🙃🙃🙃

Now kisssssss Paige and Azzi. Very least a boob caress. Ass grab. We’re Horny over here Nivi! 

Love you 🤱🤱🤱🤱

This mommy thing is gonna stick huh? 😭

Lowkey us not knowing a lot of lore is what makes it more fun to write cause I'm just going off of vibes, no accuracy needed

LMFAO maybe I'll put in a throwaway line about Ice's hot as fuck man who's giving her all she needs

I lowkey died when you made the Malika Andrews comment because I already knew Olivia was gonna be a reporter. There actually was a hint of sorts about it in the last chapter but I don't really think anybody got that.

SKSKSKS not makes you lactate, bro where do you come up with these?

Hate is a strong word but let's just say Azzi and Olivia have not had the most pleasant of interactions in the past and they won't be having friendly greetings in the future either.

Mommy Paige definitely does things to me

You might be the first person who's actually on the same wavelength as me in terms of timeline!

I'm like lowkey really attached to her calling Paige Miss Buecks but it will eventually switch, I'm just not sure to what.

BOOB CARESS and ASS GRAB always so horny lmao

[ff7-has-taken-me-over]

I always have so many freaking ideas but I can’t post ‘em all at once cause then they get buried. But anyway!

I’m gonna record each type of COD Twitter timeline I wake up to and we’re gonna see where the COD fandom’s mindset is at cause my god we seem to travel the extremes

1) Trans SoapGhost. Most the time mine was filled with trans Soap but there were a few trans Ghost’s as well in there and almost all of them were horny

2) Horny as hell. Those boys were getting railed on my page, hence my one post of nsfw thoughts

3) There were a lot of possessive Ghost prompts. Some were dark possessive others a cuter sort of possessive

4) the piss kink bro. I don’t know wtf happened or why but people have been talking about it and they’re all referencing a specific fic that I don’t know about

5) todays a mix of things apparently. Soap accidentally wearing Ghost’s hoodie out and about, venom au with either ghost as Venom for Soap or Ghost is the venom for Simon and horny GhostRoachSoap. So that’s fun

6) people are still on the Soap stealing Ghost’s hoodie but there’s a smattering of self sacrificing idiots as well

7) there wasn’t a heap of soapghost but what I did see was wing kinks. It was fuckin cute tho

8) had a bit of a strange mix today. There was breeding kinks and then fanarts of this Twitter post that had Johnny as a tiny, soap, fairy thing

9) been a while but it’s a solid age gap trope today. Specifically Older! Ghost with Younger! Soap. Like mid 50’s upwards Ghost and early 20’s to 30’s Soap.

10) I’ve got gladiator! Ghost with Royalty! Soap and voyeurism 😂 it’s been grand flipping between them

11) due to recent events within the cod fandom a lot of people are deactivating accounts or no longer associating with call of duty, which is completely reasonable. My condolences to inquisitor’s friends and family.

Edit: Also to the people telling me about where some of these are originating thank you so much! It’s hilarious seeing how they came about and even funnier seeing other people just find out about these

[lovevalley45]

#fictober24 - day twenty-one

"We've done worse."

original fiction (dungeons & dragons... sort of)

word count: 926

Cassandra considered herself the most chaotic of her roommates. 

It wasn’t a hard statement to make. While Milo was sketchy, he still seemed to be a practical guy. Meanwhile, Darius just seemed a tad too… morally upright. But she was, and always had been, a wild card. 

Still, that didn’t mean she didn’t enjoy trying to drag them into her shenanigans. 

“Aren’t we a little old for partying?” Milo asked, turning back to look at Cassandra from the passenger seat. 

“You act like we’re decrepit,” Darius said. “But of all the parties to go to, a party thrown by your business major classmates?” 

Cassandra grinned. “Come on. Business majors party the hardest.” 

“If you two get too drunk, or high, or whatever, I’m not babysitting you,” Milo declared. “And I’m charging you a cleaning fee if you vomit on my carpet.” 

“You don’t even charge us rent,” she replied. “I seriously doubt you will.” 

He grumbled as Darius parked his energy-efficient sedan that was way too cramped for any of their long limbs. She should have just offered to drive her van, but it was too unreliable. Darius had offered to ask one of her friends to take a look at it after it started making a frightening clanking sound every time she drove them to class. However, Cassandra knew exactly which friend he’d call, and she had heard too much of her incestous reputation to want to meet her. 

As she got out of the car, she smoothed down her long skirt. Her flowing attire was maybe illl-equipped for the party, but she was better than Milo looking more formal than casual in his long-sleeved button up. Then there was Darius, looking right like the business-y frat bros they’d be rubbing elbows with in his plush purple hoodie, tossing his keys to Milo. 

“Don’t lose them,” he warned. “This car is my baby.” 

“I won’t. That’s why I’m the designated driver, remember?” Milo asked.

Cassandra led the charge up the stairs and knocked. When the door opened, she was greeted by Brad, one of her classmates. 

“Hey. Cassie, right?” Brad asked, leaning against the doorway. “You made it, nice.” 

“It’s Cassandra.” She would allow friends to call her Cass, but never Cassie. And Brad was far from a friend. “You said I could bring some friends?” 

Brad looked behind her at Milo and Darius. Although they were both shorter than her, they were both still imposing looking Black dudes. At least Darius didn’t have resting bitch face like Milo did. She knew she had been expecting her to tote some hot, witchy chicks along with her, not them. But she wasn’t here for that kind of party. 

Besides, the friends she had were not hot, witchy chicks. Mostly. 

Still, he pushed the door open wider. “Yeah, come in, come in.” 

The three of them followed him inside. Music pumped through the house, the lights turned down low. In the front room, there were a group of guys drinking and laughing with one another, but they stopped as they came in. 

“Can I wait in the car?” Milo asked, barely audible over the music. 

“No,” Cassandra said. “Hey, guys. Where’s the beer?” 

“In the kitchen,” one of them said. “Hey, don’t I know you?” 

In the darkness, it was hard for her to tell if she recognized him. Even if she did, he probably blurred into the sea of white people in her classes. “We probably have class together.” 

“Right.” He turned back to his friends and resumed the conversation. 

Brad went and sat with them, leaving the three of them to fend for themselves and find the kitchen. 

Darius leaned into her ear, following behind her. “Are you gonna tell us the real reason you brought us here?” 

As they stepped into the kitchen, she turned back to face him. “Fine.” 

Two girls were leaning against the kitchen, chatting over their beers, but Milo shot them a look and sent them scurrying off. Not for the first time, Cassandra wondered if he’d been in a gang before he’d decided studying religion was more his speed. 

She went to the fridge and pulled out two beers, plus a Sprite for Milo. “Here’s my confession,” she said, whirling around. “I’m here to get revenge.” 

“Revenge?” Milo asked. 

Darius took a beer from her. “Gal.” 

He frowned. “That TA that ghosted you?”

“Can you ghost someone in person?” 

“He’s certainly managed it,” Cassandra said. “I heard he’s going to be here tonight. I’m going to make a fool out of him.” 

Milo tipped his head back. “Don’t tell me that’s why you’ve dragged me here.” 

“It is.” She handed him his soda, bumping his arm. “Come on. We’ve done worse.” 

“We? Why do you presume I’ve done worse?” he asked. “Why not Darius?” 

“I’ve done… trickery,” Darius said, unconvincingly. “And no offense, Milo, but you definitely have some dark past that you refuse to tell us about.” 

“Nothing that you can prove,” he mumbled. 

Cassandra opened her beer. “Listen. I’m not saying we’re going to murder the guy. I just need… some accomplices.” 

Darius threw his arm around Milo. “It’ll be a bonding experience.” 

“I think we bond enough.” 

“Says the guy who has his own bathroom,” Cassandra teased. 

“I-” He brought his Sprite to his mouth. “I never should’ve looked for roommates.” 

“Well, now you’re stuck with us.” Darius freed him from his grasp. “So, what’s the plan, Cass?” 

She took a sip of her beer and grinned. Maybe she hadn’t been completely correct about her roommates.