#bruh any woke people out there

[suiana]

(yandere! loser harem x gn! reader)

LOSER #1: 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌🥀⛓️

LOSER #2: baby are you awake? :)

LOSER #3: wake up

LOSER #3: Wake up

LOSER #3: WAKEUPNOW

read at 06:09

you stare at your phone, blinking tiredly before you chuck your phone at a nearby wall. afterwards, you hid your face in your hands, screaming loudly as your phone pings repeatedly.

you weren't doing this today. you just wanted some peace and quiet for once, away from this loser harem you managed to gather out of nowhere.

this harem of yours never left you alone, never gave you any space. it was almost like... they didn't know the meaning of personal space or privacy. they were always bothering you, popping up from your closets and stuff... you could swear you were going insane.

LOSER #1: my dear don't 𝖎𝖌𝖓𝖔𝖗𝖊 us...🥀⛓️

LOSER #3: freakster it's time to wake up you literally read our messages

YOU: yall shut up for a second pls omg

YOU: i literally just woke up

LOSER #2: i knew it

LOSER #2: people never like nice guys

YOU: what if i just kill myself.

you stare at your phone, squatting down on the ground as you text your harem of losers. your eyes were half open, your body still half asleep as you blink at theflurry of messages you were receiving.

you know, you actually didn't mind them or the attention they were giving you. it's just that, they were so annoying that it made you want to tear your hair out and go bald.

LOSER #1: my love 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖊 🥀⛓️

LOSER #1: you wouldn't hurt us like that... 𝖜𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖞𝖔𝖚? 🥀⛓️

YOU: 🤓☝️

LOSER #3: you really want to do this right now? you want to see me mad huh?

LOSER #2: i knew our saviour just wanted to hurt us... :( they never appreciated nice guys like us </3

YOU: quit yapping bruh

YOU: no wonder all of you have NO rizz

you facepalm at their messages, standing up before you throw your phone at your bed and get ready for the day. surely the rest of your day will be great, right? it's not like these losers would randomly appear in your bathroom when you wanted to go in and freshen up haha...

meanwhile, your loser harem was waiting for you in your kitchen, wearing maid costumes as they get ready to be bashed in the head by you for breaking in. how fun!

[issdisgrace]

I hope you really meant it when you said it's okay for me to request more.

These are just some ideas, you don't have to write any of them. God they're so lame, bruh your league is too good.

For now I'm gonna take advantage of your random slasher sfw/nsfw hcs hehe.

1) Michael Myers (michael freqently jerks off in public + michael has a thing for teeth):

- What about Michael x male reader where reader tries to find Michael outside bc reader is horny and Michael was gone for too long, He finds him, notices his heavy breathing and a boner. - Reader takes his knife away and makes him kneel to suck him off, he takes his mask off and holding it in his hand while he puts Michael's knife into his mouth to hold it (he doesn't want to alarm Michael by holding the knife in his hand not to pose as a threat).

- Reader then notices Michael started moaning (Michael started jerking off), realizing it has something to do with him holding his knife in his teeth looking like an aggressive wolf.

- He then starts to play with the knife, biting it, licking it, showing his teeth and licking them as well.

- Reader starts to get close so he throws Michael's knife away, takes his hand and bites his fingers, causing a domino effect. Michael comes, continues to suck reader off more aggressively making reader come into his mouth.

- When Michael swallows he looks at reader and he's grinning like a devil, which makes Michael weak.

2) Vicent Sinclair (has fisted himself before):

- Basically Vincent wants reader to fist fuck him while licking, bitting and kissing his butt cheeks. He lets him do that as a sign of trust so they move frurther into the relationship.

3) Patrick Bateman (patrick likes to roleplay as a doting house wife):

- Reader comes home from work to find Patrick in an arpon, cozy and cute clothing, being all sweet and gentle.

- They are all lovely dovely, and as a doting housewife he tells reader that he needs to take care of himself so he makes him eat delicious dinner, have a bathand then Patrick and reader fuck, but it's more like patrick riding reader and just doing all the work to help reader relax.

4) Bo Sinclair (bo likes wearing panties):

- Reader and Bo having make out session (reader laying on the bed and Bo sitting on him), Bo then gets off of him to take his cloths off and reader notices his panties and teases him about it and basically they fuck while Bo still has the panties on (just put aside) and when they're done Bo teases reader for liking him in panties.

I'm gonna shower you in love if you write even just one of these. Or even when not. I love you man.

ALLEYWAY BLOWJOB

WARNINGS: Blowjob/face fucking, semi public, Michael got a thing for teeth, knifeplay??

A/N: @charliedakotariley I hope you enjoy this. I've written the other 3 requests, so be on the lookout for those in the near future.

God, why can’t Michael be around when I need him? He’s probably avoiding me because I found out about his thing for teeth. To be fair, it’s not my fault I woke up with his fingers running across my teeth and his dick in his hand. Anyway, right now I just need to let off a little steam after dealing with morons all day.

Sighing, I go to the back door, open it and step outside, closing it behind me.

“Michael, you around. I need your help with a little something.” 

I called out. I then hear something rattle then a cat hiss. Call for the devil and he shall appear I think as I step off my back porch. I cross the backyard to the gate leading into the alley. Unlocking it, I open it, stepping into the alley. There in the shadows a few feet in front of the gate is Michael knife in hand. Must’ve just gotten back from slaughtering some people. I take slow steps towards him until I’m directly in front of him, towering over him. I force him to walk backwards until his back hits the neighboring fence. Blocking him against the fence, I lean down and whisper into his ear.

“I need to let off some steam, so how about you put that mouth to good use?”

 Michael grunts. I’ll just take that as a yes. Reaching up, I grab the mask and pull it off of his head, his brown locks falling into place. Chucking the mask on top of the nearby trash can. I then take the knife from his hand. Quickly swapping our position, I lean against the fence with my free hand. I push Michael down by his shoulder. He gets the memo and kneels before me. Now face to face with my hard on he looks from it back up to me. 

“Suck.”

He nods and reaches up. His hands making quick work of my belt. He then unzips my pants and tugs them down with my boxers. My cock springs out and hits him in the face. I let out a laugh and Michael looks up at me with a glare.

“Don’t look at me like that. Get to sucking or you won’t be getting anything from me anytime soon.”

Michael looks back down at my cock for a moment before wrapping his lips around the head of it. Reaching up, I scratch my face as I sigh in content as he starts to work my cock. His mouth felt so good on my cock.

Looking down at him, I realize I’m still holding his knife. Lifting the knife up I notice how shiny it is. I can see my reflection in it. That sparks an idea. Smiling, I check out my teeth in the reflection of the knife for a minute. Hey if Micheal likes my teeth might as well indulge him. I laugh to myself as I continue to check out my teeth for a couple more minutes. I suddenly feel Michael groan around my cock. Looking down, I notice him jerking himself off.

Laughing, I fix my grip on the knife before stabbing into the fence beside me. Letting go of the knife, I reach down and grab the sides of his head. Forcing eye contact with him. I then shove him all the way down onto my cock. I feel him gag around me, which draws a moan out of me. I start brutally fucking myself in and it of his mouth. 

God his mouth felt so good around me. If I could fuck his mouth all day, I would. As I fuck into his mouth, I feel him groan more and more around my cock. Each vibration bringing me slowly towards the edge. I hum to myself, the groans getting louder and more frequent. He must be closing in on his orgasm. But I’m not gonna let him finish before me. Tightening my grip on his head, I animalistically fuck his mouth. It doesn’t take long for the knot in my stomach to tighten even more. Then he lets out one last long loud groan, causing me to go over the edge, cumming down his throat. Coming down from my high, I lean my head against the fence. God that felt amazing. As I bask in my bliss, I feel Michael pull himself off my cock slowly with a pop. Looking down at him, I notice him wiping his hand on the pants of his jumpsuit before he puts himself away. He looks up at me the look in his eye that tells me he wants more. 

“If you tuck me back in and we’ll continue this inside.”

Michael nods as he reaches down and grabs pants from where they pool at my knees and pulls my boxers and pants back up. He then zips my pants back up before buckling my belt. I pat his head and give him a little praise before helping him up. His knees cracking in the process. Hmmm, I’ll have to see if I can get him those knee compression sleeves.

[romsabombs]

Malevolent part 49 The Suspects notes!!

i dont remember who any of these people are

harlan french accent💀

"i did not kill langward" ok trust🙏

"i fucking hate cultists" he says in a room full of cultists

ohhh horig smart as hell

azatoth??

i have no idea whats going on

"do you think theres someone here pretending to be someone theyre not" wuh oh

ya hes too crumpled up to be a prince

avoiding the question by yapping

its among us

"if you find anything you'll tell us" yeah...... sure....

HAHA he cant even stand up from a chair

hes dying from the plague

eat the elephant mentioned

being a coward is prolly the only way to survive this

ok maybe not

omg he's lying arthur taught him how to be a detective

"im sure you'll make a handsome corpse" OKAYY

OKAYYYY white boy queening out

WOAH

"let this show that if i was, you'd be dead" hot

are you kidding me . pulling a candle and the wall opens😐

dumbass tries to pull out the lighter

after YOU 👺

"i have no dagger, you do😐" "i INSIST👹"

how did he not notice isnt there a big echo here

HAHA not the painting with the eyes cut out to spy on people

scooby doo ahh mansion

hmmmmmmm strange symbol . im sure that wont be a devastating revelation later

OH 😨😨😨

oh . . oh no

any excuse to kill a cultist

oh :( blud is dying

quietlyCOUGHCOUGHCOUGH

HAHA "perhaps we should split up"💀

i think arthurs gonna get this guy killed when they're trying to be sneaky and he starts coughing

WHAT

NOO OWHAT WHAT WHAT HWGWTAN NOOOOO OHHH OH MY GOD OHH

ohhhh that is WORSE

if barnabas doesnt kill him the plague certainly will

imagine having faced horrors and monsters beyond comprehension and then dying to just a Guy . embarrassing

ohhhh nooooooooo😟😟😟

ohh hes gonna Die asf

saved by plot armor yet again

"i saw barnabas vent"

aw :( "im sorry for this"

oh no. .. . . . ..

"ill survive" will you???🤨

HAHA HE FELL DOWN ANOTHER HOLE

a forest?????

their bag is in a tree💀 throw another rock at it or something

these boys have the worst luck imaginable

why didnt he kill him?? he just left

KELLAN? omg kellan mentioned

"we're not getting out of this one" oh:(

yorrick is stuck in the tree😭

he doesn't care coz hes gonna die anyway

oh hes Hopeless hopeless

arthur cant keep up with the lore

OHH DONT DO THIS TO ME DONTT

COME ON NOT MARIE :((((

can we read oscars letter now . no wait its in the bag

bluds just giving up🤨 bro we have promises to keep and miles to go before we sleep

HAHA hes so pathetic

YAAA OSCARS LETTERRRRR YESS

HE REMEMBERSSS :333

THIS ISAWESOME OSCARS LETTER

whatever is in that letter is gonna give him hope and determination to keep going

ITS A POEMMM WHAAT :((((

gay as hell no straight explanation for this

I AM TJE MASTER OF MY FATE I AM TJE CAPTION OF MYSOUL☹️☹️

:( OH :((( HAHAA THATS SO AWFUL

:((((((( oh :( :( :( man . thats terrible

hes crazy hes a madman

MILES TO GOOOOO MILES TO GO

"woke me up too" 💀

guyss what about the creature

we'll never get to know what he wrote what if i jump off a bridge

is it a wendigo

this is what the symbol was about wasnt it

DUDEE😭 insane

OH THE DARK YOUNGGGGG OHH

ohhhh my christ the dark young

loving the references in this episode

motherless behavior

YESSS ARHTUR👹👹

oh OH oh no

GET UPPP

jumpscare in 3 2 1

OH 💥💥💥💥 KILL ITTT

the bullet bounced off💀

WE DID ITTT :3 YIPPEE

oh ya hes still dying

OH !! 😨

WHAT Barnabas was it the witch

YAA women in male dominated fields

bring yorrick back🙏🙏

hand of malevolence is still crazy to me

OH the coin

OH COME ON can we just get a break

personal hunting grounds💀

so what he kills awful people .

"remarkable performance" okayyy

OHHH THE COIN

whaaat hes an ally now

no bruh they didnt talk at all😭

ohhh shit . they both hate cultists

dang . it all comes together

ohhh hes just giving it to us??

:3 arthur "curious name" 😭

ohh ya hes still dying

"humanity in all of its forms" ☹️

oh shit she can heal us

ALMOST any affliction

so the answer was friendship 🎀🙏

BRO HAHA we're his enemy asf . working for kayne

insane episode actually

[jane-lynndrake-t]

Hi! I am Janet Lynn Drake, but I prefer Jan or Jane!

It’s been a wild couple weeks! Not every day you wake up as a 43 year old and realizing you don’t remember the last 20 years!

Things I’ve learned so far:

I got married???

I have a son???

Assassins are involved???

I died????

Welp. I guess there’s a heck of a lot to learn, huh.

This is an rp blog for Janet Drake from DC Comics

Synopsis: Janet Drake has been dead for 4 years. She and her husband was kidnapped, ransomed and poisoned right when they were rescued. She did not survive. 4 years after her death she woke up in a pseudo hospital and quickly realized her need to escape. Now, she needs your help to puzzle back pieces of her life while sharing her own thoughts and feelings with you!

Ask questions! Help Miss Drake in solving some mysteries!

This is my first time making an rp blog so apologies in advance.

House Rules, General Questions, and a Masterlist ahead!

House rules:

Do not repost.

Do not feed into ai.

Keep questions sfw pls

This blog was created to be a chill creative space so please don’t bring in real life tragedies into it

No batcest im begging

I probably won't respond to asks about shipping thoughts in general, sorry! (There will be an exploration about Jan and Jack’s marriage)

Masterlist

Hospital arc (the prologue)

Homeward arc (current arc)

Questions:

Who's Janet Drake?

The stepping stone in the rite of passage of becoming a hero. And yet, not enough to even be a fridged character.

A mother to a boy, but not a hero.

What is the interpretation for her character?

More canon aligned.

How did she die?

Same as canon!

What does she remember last????

She'd love to answer that question herself ;)

answered!

Does she remember death?

Kinda!

Almost!

Yeah!

AND why Jane/Jan?????

Bc the rest of the drakes have shortened nicknames. Theres a precedent and it should be FOLLOWED

Are you including OCs?

Yes. Because to be a full fledged character she needs to have outward influences from before she met Jack and before she had Tim. I want to make her more than just what’s written on her tombstone. She was once also a daughter, a sister, a hero (not in the dc way but more like in the normal way) and a friend. You can’t make her those things if she doesn’t have other people as well.

Where are we in the plot right now?

After escaping her captors, she, Owens, and Z are trying to make it back to Gotham without any of their previous contacts. Meaning theyre starting from the ground up. She has just learned of her death, her husband, and her son.

Bruh, why do this??????

Because Miss Drake deserves better 😭 bestie deserves an actual character and interests so I wanted to see what vibes with her. Also I'm more motivated to practice drawing if I have a reason in mind.

Yes, this is also to help me out in improving my art, haaaaaaaaa

Can I send OOC asks?

Absolutely!

[jessequinnfirstofhername]

I don't like how differently the fandom treats RadioApple and other Alastor ships. People hate Charlastor because Charlie is taken and way older than Alastor. But Lucifer is a married man and literally Charlie's father. (I'll accept the fact that people believe since Lilith doesn't seem to be in the scene anymore but it's still weird) As a RadioStatic shipper I hate that people shit on anyone who even try to make RadioStatic mutual people will spam "And then Vox woke up" or "In Vox's dreams". Like, bruh. They act like even implying Alastor likes Vox is erasing to his sexuality when from what I see, most RadioStatic shippers are asexual themself. (Yes, I have heard there are many ace RadioApple fans, but I just hear so many more RadioStatic fans openly say they are AroAce) People act like RadioSilence and QP RadioRose are the only acceptable Alastor ships, but when it comes to RadioApple they completely ignore it. As they should for all Alastor ships if they think they're wrong but they don't. Anyone can ship anything, but this double standard disgusts me, especially when RadioApple art tends to be way more openly suggestive.

(My confessions are always sooo long, sowwyy)

Hmm... I'm going to gently push back. I have seen RadioApple get attacked. I myself got a complaint over including it in Lepidopterophobia. However, most of the Alastor Ship Discourse I've seen has not related to RadioApple, so I do think your argument has merit.

My Best Hazbin Hotel Ship poll was the first time I ever had to swing the ban-hammer, and it was over in-fighting related to Charlastor. God, that ship is controversial. I know people get creeped out because (and I know Charlie is older) it does come off like an older man preying on a vulnerable young woman, but that's not what's happening and if that power imbalance creeps you out... well. You shouldn't be comfortable with any of Lucifer's ships then, right?

Right?

Anon, don't take this as an attack on you, but I did giggle a little at the inference of: "Lucifer Morningstar, the King Of Hell, is a married man you Radio Demon harlot!"

I'm not Asexual, so I don't want to be The Final Word on this debate. But I am going to say that I have seen plenty of AroAce people who love RadioStatic and plenty of Allosexual people speaking for the Asexual community when they bash RadioStatic.

Also, hasn't Amir Talai himself said that Alastor's Asexuality doesn't rule out the possibility of him having/having had a relationship?

But I am not the final word here. I would love to hear how Asexual fans of various Alastor ships feel about this Discourse.

Exactly. If you're going to give RadioStatic shit for erasing Alastor's sexuality, you better be giving all of Alastor's ships the same criticism or you're kinda just being a dick to RadioStatic fans.

...I mean... I have no complaints about suggestive RadioApple art...

Don't worry about it! You're lovely!

-Jesse xx

[liaarxse]

hiii I love your work and you're probably busy with a lot of requests but,, I was wondering if you could mayyybe do a super tough, neutral, intimidating but chill s/o with the sweetest hidden heart they're protectin so people don't think they're weak or worry about their emotions? 😭 with mitsuya, kazutora, and sanzu? Even if you can't I wanna say thank you cause you work super hard for super great work :D hope you're well! <3

I was almost brought to tears. Thank you so much 😭💕

Don't worry, apart from the continuation request for my last work and yours, I don't have any LMAO

I've never written for Sanzu but I'll do my best !! <3

Heart of gold

Characters: Mitsuya Takashi, Kazutora Hanemiya, Sanzu Haruchiyo

Warnings: None

A/n: What if dare dared every single one of y'all to send a request? Would you? 😨

— Mitsuya Takashi

Husbando here

So, Mitsuya worries about you

Doesn't matter if you're a pro at hiding those damn feeling behind some sort of invisible shield

Mitsuya has x-ray vision when it comes to you

You CAN'T fool this man

Well, you fooled him in the beginning, but still

He knows how you feel and why you're doing it, but please

Don't act like that when you're alone with him

Let the man love you y/n

The first time he met you, he swore somebody shoved a stick up your ass

You were either not showing any emotions or were frowning

Like, even when Nahoya cracked some half-ass joke, all you did was just "puff"

???

Bruh

But Mitsuya was INTRIGUED

We know the man doesn't judge, so instead of making fun of you (like that giggly bastard would), he opted to trying to befriend you

Which worked a bit TOO well

The first time he saw you break out of your shell was when you met Mana and Luna

Like, the moment Mitsuya left the room and only Mana and Luna were with you, you just started beaming

But how can you not? They're the cutest kids ever

And come on, they're kids. They can't harm you or anything, so there was no reason for you to hide it

And they LOVED your smile

Later, when you went home, the girls didn't stop talking to Mitsuya about it

And he was shocked

Nah

Flabbergasted

Who's the one with the stick up their ass now?

The following day, he called you over to talk about that

You were kinda disappointed when you found out the girls said that because what if Mitsuya finds you, like, weak or something like that?

Yeah, no

He loves you, and he made sure to let you know you could express your real emotions when with him

And that's when he saw you smile for the first time

And he swore to cherish it for the rest of his life

— Kazutora Hanemiya

You knew banana since y'all were kids

Like, you knew Mikey and Baji as well, but after some time, you just split apart

Nobody knows why

You just woke up one day and you never saw him again

Until now, when you're dating LMAO

You were always this, intimidating kid

You had the worst glare back in the day, which led to you always playing with the toys you wanted from the other kids

Now it scares away creeps and assholes

Which Kazutora LOVES

But sometimes he gets scared too

He's tried so many times to get you to smile

Poking your cheeks, making funny faces and sounds, doing stupid shit, watching funny videos with you but nay

You didn't smile

Sometimes, you gave him glares, which resulted in him almost shiting his pants

But he loves you nonetheless

The first time he saw you break out of your shell was when you were going back to his place, late at night while it was raining.

Thankfully, you had an umbrella that you shared so you didn't get soaked

And it was pretty romantic ngl

He gave you sweet looks, smiles, winks

And you didn't even notice them

Ass

What you did notice was a small kitty on the side of the road, drenched

And you had too weak of a spot for baby animals so you stopped in front of it and gently took it in your arms

You held it right next to your chest, keeping it warm

And you were even slightly smiling

You didn't even notice when Kazutora snapped a picture of you

You looked up at him with your usual harsh look, but it melted away, just for tonight

You both gave the kitty a quick bath and food back at his apartment, pretty much adopting it

And unbeknownst to you, his shared petshop it the future holds your name with the picture he took that night, framed on the wall

— Sanzu Haruchiyo

I'm a Barbie girl in a not so Barbie wooooorld

Life with drugs, it's fantastic

You can't brush my hair, but let me kill you any or everywhere because I forgoooot

You like my version of Sanzu girl?

I know you do

Anyway how did you meet?

Bitch I have NO IDEA

You were friends with Senju (love her sm)

You've only seen him a couple of times, didn't even talk, so how did it happen???

Y'all just randomly started dating

I mean, Mucho probably knows

Oh wait he's dead

ANYWAY

You're dating, and you're both happy

But nobody knows that

They know you're dating, but not that you're happy

He wears a mask, and you're constantly bitching around so they think it's just forced love or something

He's a master manipulator after all

Obviously not the case

But how did they find out?

You were out with Sanzu and some other Toman members when, all of a sudden, some guys from a rival gang approached them

It was obvious they wanted a fight, but you, unbeknownst to anyone except Sanzu, knew how to fight

So, in the blink of an eye, you both just wrecked their shit

And were LAUGHING

Maniacs

The other Toman delinquents didn't even try to take part, they just sat there and stared

Some were fighting back, others tried to run away, but not no avail

Mercy isn't a word in your dictionary

And neither was losing

So, you both finished them pretty quickly, of course

After all that, he removed his masked and kissed your cheek while you were both still grinning from the adrenaline

Cutie pies

Which just got exposed to everyone since a gang member took a picture of you and sent it to half the gang

Ah shit

Y'all didn't even mean to expose yourselves like that

But they didn't have the right to do you like that

So

You did what any other person would do

You kicked them in the nuts

But who cares?

In the end, all it matters is that you love each other

How cute <3

Maybe run from the police now <3

[maybe-i-will-fandom]

eah gift exchange 2024!

My @eah-exchange gift for @champion-of-love! Happy Holidays, Stephanie!! I hope you like it!

(Sidenote - someone please let me know if there is a collection for this on Ao3 that I should post this to. I tried but it said it couldn't find any called "eah gift exchange 2024")

Summary: The Pink Squad are throwing another spellebration for a long-lost party Headmaster Grimm doesn't approve of: Destiny Swap Day.

Stephanie, I took inspiration from some of your tumblr posts. I meant for this to be 3-4 chapters but finals hit me harder than expected so I ran out of time. I'm going to try to finish it later!

It's behind a login wall, so if you don't have Ao3 I put the chapter below the Read More here :)

The alarm clock shouted at her. Briar bolted up in bed awake. What day was it? How long had she been out? She checked her mirror phone and sighed in relief. It was just the next day; she’d only been asleep for 6 hours. 

Mornings were hard for Briar. Just another (not) hexciting part of being the next Sleeping Beauty. Every time she woke up, she was struck by fear that she’d just taken her destined sleep. That no one and nothing had been able to wake her, and she’d been gone for so long that her friends had all moved on. Either to the next life or just, moved on from her. 

That was always her biggest fear: losing her friends. She never wanted to bum anyone out though, so she didn’t mention it much. She’d brought it up one night, after a particularly epic page ripper of a party, when she, Cupid, and Hopper were all hanging out on her bed together after and the 3am of it all had her spilling her guts to them. ‘The Wakies Scaries’, Hopper had dubbed it. Cupid had booed and Briar had thrown a pillow at him, but she appreciated it. She would never admit this while sober, but giving it such a dumb name had helped her be less frightened by it every time she woke up. She still got them, but she was learning to deal with it. It was way more hard to be scared of something with such a silly name. 

She took a moment to revel in being alive and awake, just like her mom’s healer had suggested she do to feel more grounded. Then she checked her mirror phone, eager to catch up on everything she’d missed in her 6 hours out. 

[Notifications Center]

Apple White to Me: I’m fairy hexcited for your party! I just wanted to check - you three are not going to break any school rules right? I know Headmaster Grimm usually d...

👑🐸 better as a frog 🐸👑to Pink Squad ♥️💗❣️💟🥰: ‘679 messages since last night?’ You’re killing me! Time to start my daily scroll ig. The things I do for this group smhmh 

👑🐸 better as a frog 🐸👑to Pink Squad ♥️💗❣️💟🥰: {message reply} LMFCOOOO HE TOTALLY WOULD 

Head Fairy In Charge to Me: I better be getting an invite to ur stupid little party tonight, Briar. Duchess told me u tricked her out of ur last secret party. Ykw I’ll do to u if... 

👑🐸 better as a frog 🐸👑 to Pink Squad ♥️💗❣️💟🥰: {message reply} bruh ok just @ my frog breath next time geez😭

✨Farrah✨ to Me, Cupid💗, ✨Farrah✨, Ginger B., Hopper: Hi party people! I have lunch plans but I can come over any time after 2pm to help make things that will last to midnight! 

Ginger B. to Me, Cupid💗, ✨Farrah✨, Ginger B., Hopper: and let me know what time to bring the snacks! I have everything prepped, just need to know when to start the oven hehe

👑🐸 better as a frog 🐸👑 to Pink Squad ♥️💗❣️💟🥰: {message reply} ok and????? I rocked those heels better than she ever could 💅💅😤💪

👑🐸 better as a frog 🐸👑 to Pink Squad ♥️💗❣️💟🥰: {is typing...}

She really loved her friends. 

Hopper blearily scrubbed a hand over his face and shook his head awake. He took his mirrorphone and bathroom kit and headed for the hall bath, already scrolling through the 500+ messages from the Pink Squad groupchat in the time that he was asleep. He likes to start his morning by scrolling through everything he missed between Briar and Cupid last night and replying with his thoughts. 

Frogs usually sleep 12-16 hours a day. So since he’s part frog, he needs more sleep than most people. So he misses out on a lot of the texting people do at night. He used to like to start his days every morning by going through and replying on every groupchat he was in. It made him feel like, even though he wasn’t there when the conversation was happening live, he could still be a part of it. But then one day Sparrow had made fun of him for doing it in the Bookball Team chat. And even though Daring, Dex, and Hunter had all told Sparrow to knock it off and let Hopper do what he wants, ever since then he’d still been too embarrassed to do his mass-replies anymore. But he kept doing it in the pink squad, because he knew how much it meant to Briar. She’d said as much when the three of them were just starting to hang out together more. 

“I love the way you just jump right in as soon as you wake up,” she’d said. “Maybe you missed the main event while you were asleep, but that doesn’t matter because... you join as soon as you’re awake and it’s still like you were there with us. It makes me think maybe I’ll be able to do that. You are asleep for most of the good parts, but we don’t leave you out of it because we still love you. Hopefully, my friends will always still love me. Hopefully, when I’m asleep for the good parts, I’ll always be able to jump right back in too.” He had immediately teared up and pulled her into a hug before even thinking about it. 

Then, as soon as he’d realized he was hugging Briar , he’d turned into a frog and fallen out of her arms onto the ground with a wet squelch. Way to ruin the mood, Hopper.  

But that’s another testament to how far their friendship has come. Briar used to just be Briar - an intimidating, popular, enchantingly beautiful, unapproachable princess who could make him turn with just a simple look. Now, she was Briar - a good friend who he and Cupid can bare their souls and most secret thoughts to and she’ll find some way to make them sound lovely. Of course she was also still that popular, enchantingly beautiful princess, and she liked to make him turn with playful flirting and teasing every now and then. But their friendship now was stronger than his still-ever-present crush, and he was grateful for that.  

Briar and Cupid were true friends. He could be his whole self with them. They didn’t make a big deal of it when he turned, and when they laughed about it he truly felt like they were laughing with him, not at him. Cupid had come from a place where people could turn into lots of things, and that was normal. She’d helped him accept his frog-self quirks, and Briar had helped him accept his human-self ones. As far as he was concerned, they were the wisest princesses ever after. 

He scrolled in the groupchat to a picture Briar had taken of Cupid falling from the sky because she saw Dexter smile and forgot she could fly. 

Cupid felt the warmth of sunlight on her face and opened her eyes for a brand new day at Ever After High! She stood up and stretched her wings then looked around the room. Her, Briar, and Hopper were getting ready to throw another one of their signature spelltacular parties this weekend, so Cupid was already gathering some of the supplies in her and Blondie’s room. 

The party was for another long-forgotten holiday that Dexter had read about in a library book. He’d told her about it at lunch one day because “I know how much you like hosting parties, and this one used to happen every year! True Hearts Day and now Destiny Swap Day - I wonder what other Ever After Spellebrations have been lost to time! I should start looking for those when I’m in the library doing research. In fact, I think I’ll start right now!” then he’d pushed the book into her hands and run off all excited. Cupid had been distracted by his dreamy eyes the whole time and didn’t process where he’d run off to until a full three seconds after he’d left, but she’d read the book he left her that night. 

Destiny Swap Day was such a cool holiday! It centered around each student swapping destinies for a day - dressing up and going through the day as each other to better appreciate the important role each story plays. It reminded Cupid of the adventure she’d gone on with her friends on Thronecoming Day!

The party planning was coming together great, and Destiny Swap Day seemed like a fun way for all the students to get to know each other and their true selves better. Cupid should be happy! But for some reason, she’d been feeling a bit down these last few days. Destiny Swap Day would be fun. But it also reminded her of another holiday. One that made her miss her last school. 

The dressing up and late night spellebrating reminded her of Halloween. And even though her new friends at Ever After High were the fairy best friends a demigoddess could ask for, and she was hexcited to spread love and understanding to this new world, she did still miss her ghouls back at Monster High. She was usually able to push past her homesickness - for Mount Olympus and Monster High - but the Destiny Swap Day preparations were making it harder to do so lately. 

She usually tried to hide it when she was homesick. She didn’t want to make her Ever After friends sad, and she didn’t want them to feel like they were less important to her than her family back on Mount Olympus or her other friends back at Monster High. Plus, she was supposed to bring love and light and truth and all things happy! But, her friends had helped her see that missing people and places is just another part of loving them. And that missing, like loving, was an emotion she shouldn’t feel the need to hide that she felt deeply. 

She knew she needed some help cheering up. Luckily, Humphrey had given her the tools to get that help. She headed out to the courtyard and pressed the button on the Pink Squad groupchat for telling her friends her homesickness was hitting a bit too hard, and waited for her friends to come rescue her. 

[fo-enjoyer]

oooo you wanna share your selfship / s/i lore so bad ooooo 🌀🌀🌀 literally any of them, ALL of them even

Bruh I forgot this was here buuut-

I love to talk my DC one! I have a lot of stuff for it :3

S/i before she became a criminal she was a humble woman(?).

Like many people she was working a job trying to make ends meet. She didn't originally live in Gotham, and I'm still figuring out why she's in Gotham now, but she moved there at some point most likely because of money/job problems.

She was about in her mid to early twenties, and she would go to bars and whatever hoping for a good time. One time she went to a bar and met this interesting fellow.

That greasy ass oc guy.

They had a few drinks together and they naturally connected. Both being very into each other specially her because like me she has a thing for bad decisions. So she went home with him and then end up in the classics scenario where she woke up the next morning realizing she was now a lab from this crazy guy, and will now be used as a test experiment until further notice. You know classic. (Note the story could take me to be more dark depending on the dc version and what I feel fits)

Apparently they had a deep conversation about their bodies, and their shames about it. (Depending on the version the s/i body shame is either about being plus size or wanting to be more masculine) and he hates how so many people can just never be happy with their bodies. So like any reasonable person he wants to fix this by making a injection with similar properties to Clayface and Plastic Man yet without the repercussions of those.

Little time skip like a few months later (1 to 3 about) she escaped after being exposed to horrible experiment, after horrible experiment. I'm not sure exactly how she got out, but I'm pretty sure both were at least physically hurt in the process. Either way the damage was already done she now has ability to shape shift her skin which cost the durability of her skin because she gets bruises/cuts very easily now, along with this horrible texture of her skin that will annoy her to no end, and the most horrible of all she looked nothing like she did when she originally came. Which doesn't sound that bad compared to the other things, but it's been so long she couldn't recall exactly what her face look like. It was blurry, and couldn't quite make it exactly right. And even when she finds a picture eventually(depending on version) she still has that lingering feeling of not being just right. Always wrong.

The second worst thing tho is realizing quickly that no one even cared she was gone. Of course they realized, but no one questioned it. Not as much as they should've. Now fired from her job for being a no-show or just not recognized and having the crushing weight of knowing no one actually cared if she lived or died. It hurts.

She felt empty, void, but she couldn't stay like that because she needed money. Maybe even place to live depending how long she was gone for.

Some she works as a hitman for a while which naturally progresses to her wanting to do more, which leaves her to her more "normal" crimes. Hitman is honestly more of a fun alternate of her just doing a dead-end job which she does in most versions. She gets another job maybe uses her powers who knows.

Now no matter what version she is always going to be Judgment(old villain name). The way she gets this idea is not concrete, but it's usually because of feeling like nothing, and wanting to be something. Want to know she did something in her life that she can be happy about before she dies. This is where her craving for justice didn't start but got worse.

She's known the police have been corrupt, she's known they don't do everything, she's very aware that Gotham in itself sucks ass. People that have done thing swept under the rug for whatever the reason might be, the police fault or not. She herself see herself as a vigilante just one ready to kill. Most versions her first kill is her father (I wish) for doing some heinous activities which in some cases can lead to her down this road to begin with then it being a part of her road. There were reports of seeing someone before/after this kill yet no one's been convicted since no one could track down the exact woman they saw.

She eventually goes to Arkham because of the bats of man himself and perhaps with a chipped tooth (some versions she had that before the encounter) yet she refused to give her name and because of her changing appearance it's basically impossible to figure out who she was, calling herself Judgment. Until she was convinced by the Riddler to change her name to Doppelganger for a more recognizable and less cliché name. It was the right call.

She has a weird relationship with justice especially Batman. She doesn't hate Batman except when he's in her way from doing the "right thing"calling him a hypocrite. Yet she is definitely not immune from criticism herself, a quote that describes her best, "A fanatic is someone that redoubles their efforts while losing sight of their goal" - Batman btas. Her morals were never great but her intentions are being muddied by associating herself with certain villains. Riddler as example of someone she often associate yourself with but is not really with her goals of "justice" usually. Justice now being more self-servant as time goes on. This most definitely changes between versions but it's a somewhat constant.

[amazingdudesblog]

Summer games fest was saved by sparking zero. I wish they showed at least any of these: little nightmares, gta 6, maybe something for spider-man 2, the wolf among us like come on I am starving bruh.

Also how are you gonna show something for inside out 2 but not go all out with a sonic 3 trailer like bruh either keep this a GAME event or go all out and show something people would have been hyped as hell for even if it’s not necessarily a game.

Fuck all the gamers complaining about WOKENESS tho. Like get a job bruh

[bigboyplaya]

sooo conflicted on the reboot. i know it came out awhile ago (i didnt think it was two years old man T_T) but i played it all day and i wanna do a short analysis. Some critics are super nit-picky and straight up unfair, but some are valid. My only gripe, aside from occasional bugs, is the writing tbh.

the story is like if Emil Pagliarulo was the lead writer. and i honestly wouldn't be surprised if he was. the writing quality is on par with the story in Bethesda games after Morrowind, the last game before pagliarulo got his dirty hands on their franchises lmao. Reboot is messy, underdeveloped and worst of all, the twist has no build up, no foreshadowing, nothing. If you're gonna do a twist ending, WRITE THE END FIRST AND WORK BACKWARDS. Nahualli makes no sense bruh.

The companions have no real personality. They're one note and shallow. Not any flaws, not any development. They are stagnant. And we're supposed to care for them. Why should we? Because Kevin is an orphan? Neenah's mum died of cancer? And Eli, idek man. He's just there for the ride. Show us these things instead of telling. I want to like these people, and I don't wanna hate them just cause they're "woke," or whatever. Which, the game is barely even "woke." They got a Pride flag hanging around, and there's little rainbow stuff across the map in some places, but that doesn't mean it's woke or pandering. The people complaining about that probably flip out when they see rainbow anything, whether it's related to LGBT or not. And like some people who actually paid attention to the campaign have said, it's definitely not a woke game. It doesn't really paint the Idols in a good light, or any sort of light tbh, and they're the most stereotypical "wokest" faction in the game.

Anyway, you're sticking me with the only three homies for hours during the game, I'd wanna like them, you know? But there's not an interesting thing about them. They're no better than the nameless NPCs that walk the world.

Characters are also dropped and never brought up again. Like Gwen. Her LARP appearance was whatever, but I wish they her brought up one more time at least, especially since you deal with Marshal near the end (or middle i cant remember) and she isn't there nor does she make an appearance again outside of the beginning Marshal arc and Eli's arc.

The other gangs are soooo generic, too. No substance. Just kill them, move on. Doesn't even feel like you're doing much to them when you do hood takeovers and strongholds, or whatever the equivalent is, because more generic NPC gangsters spawn in and around. No named ones or ones that have any importance except for Neenah and Sergio in the Panteros, none in the Idols apart from Kevin, and Marshal has Gwen and Atticus, and that old lady, with all of three of them not even being present for half the game.

I could do a whole essay about it, but I'll leave this here. I'm working on a YouTube analysis where I'm ranting in grave detail and picking apart things that "critics" should actually focus on, rather than the fact Kevin is a bisexual slut and how it "is unnecessary." I don't remember what youtuber flipped out over that, but he ranted on how it didn't need to be in the game. bro got so mad lmao.

I'm also not against difficulty in games, and maybe that's because I'm a huge fan of older "unfair" titles that came out in the 90s and 2000s. I played through Red Faction 1 as far as I could before giving up and turning on God Mode and Infinite ammo in the console because the difficulty spiked SO HIGH in the last section and I just wanted the game done with, did "Wrong Side of the Tracks," in San: Andreas in multiple playthroughs with no issues, currently struggling through Fallout 1 & 2, and I completed Drug Trafficking Level 8 after a few tries for the Rollerz in Saints Row 1. It's just I have an issue with bullet sponge enemies. Just because I go down in a couple hits while the enemies can soak up an entire magazine and still have three quarters of their health bar doesn't mean the game is the "good" kind of hard. It's just unbalanced. And the Reboot has the shittiest shooter mechanics in a game I've ever seen, and like I said, I play a LOT of older titles, and the enemies become bigger sponges than SpongeBob on any difficulty above "Entrepreneur/normal."

But with all that said, most of the gameplay is pretty fun and I like the clothes and SFX. The accessibility is nice. I'm too anxious to play with timers, or I get mad asf, so it's great you can turn them off without breaking stuff. I mean, Pony Express and the other time trials get super easy, but you can fine tune the other combat and difficulty options to make it a little tougher.

[metamorphosisff]

|Five| New Normal

This morning I woke up and decided that almost every piece of furniture in my apartment needed to go. When I first moved into this place it had not been solely mine. Mariah had a lot of say about how she wanted to present our home even when she no longer lived in it. Now I was ready for all reminders of her to be gone. There was no need to reminisce or ponder over what went wrong. The reality was that what we were in this moment were two people who shared a past and would never share a future. When that sinks in, the process of moving on becomes easier. That’s how I found myself roaming the aisles of a furniture store with both of my best friends in tow.

“How in the hell are we supposed to know what looks good?” Aiden asked, exasperated with the task already. “We both have all black and red everything. Typical nigga shit. I don’t know why you won’t just come back to the rivers and the lakes that you used to.”

“Because it’s childish bruh,” I said, eyeing another L shaped couch that was the color of royal blue which reminded me of a pair of Jordan one’s I owned. “I want my space to say grown man not fresh out of college.”

“I can respect that,” Rah says, eyeing the same couch I am. “He might not be useful, but if you like this couch, you can grab two of those box cushion chairs over there that are the same shade and do gray accent pieces with anything else you want in the living room.”

Aiden and I, whip our heads up at him with raised brows. We had been roaming for the past thirty minutes and outside of passing commentary on Aiden’s commentary, Rah hadn’t said any ideas until now. 

He shrugs his shoulders before saying, “My girl love HGTV. That shit always on at her crib and I’ve picked up a few things.”

“More than a few Martha Stewart,” Aiden cracks, plopping down on the couch. “I fuck with the vision though. I think.”

“It’ll look decent, trust me. I know you not trying to do too much or be too simple, so this falls in the middle. Giving off grown man and fresh start,” Rah said.

“You definitely are all up under Keisha’s ass. Out here sounding just like her,”Aiden said, causing Rah to flip him the bird.

“Ignore is ignorant ass,” I said, slapping the back of Aiden’s neck.

“I do, like eighty five percent of the time,” Rah said.

“Man fuck both of y’all. Let me go find someone in a vest so we can get this makeover underway,” Aiden chuckles, popping back up to find an employee. He always has to be moving, idle tasks are hard for him to deal with so we don’t try and stop him.

Instead Rah takes this time to ask, “So I take you selling all of your furniture this morning as you officially being over Mariah?”

Out of the three of us, Rah fell in the middle, he knew when and how to ask questions. Aiden just said whatever came to his mind first and I often took too long to find my words or care in finding the right ones. With this whole situation Rah has not judged me for the length of time it has taken me to move on nor pressure me to start sleeping with any woman within a twenty mile radius. 

“Yeah with her number blocked I feel free. That was the last tether and now I just don’t want any reminders,” I said.

“That usually does the trick,” Rah says with a nod of his head. “Now you can go out and find who you’re really supposed to do this life shit with because it was never her.”

It wasn’t until after we broke up that I found out how much my friends did not like her or us together for that matter. A part of me was not even surprised. Aiden sometimes let his disdain slip and Rah would avoid the topic of our relationship at all costs. 

“How did you know?” I asked genuinely. I had been so deep in love that I missed or completely ignored the signs that something was off with our dynamic.

“She only liked fractions of you. Your masters degree, your professor title but the heart of who you are? She hated. She didn’t like you for real but held on because you look good on paper,” Rah said, putting words to what I had been feeling.

I nodded my head. “You’re right. I guess I always thought I could make her like those parts of me with time.”

There was no such thing as the perfect relationship and perfection wasn’t something I sought either. I merely thought that Mariah and I would have to work a little harder but over the years it became clear that we weren’t working together.

“You an optimistic nigga by nature X, ain’t nothing wrong with that but sometimes you have to take things at face value. There isn’t always a deeper meaning behind someone’s actions. It’s usually shallow as a motherfucker,” Rah said.

“That’s hard for me to do but I’m working on my discernment now. We live and learn,” I said.

“And even when we don’t, we have people to keep us accountable. Don’t sweat it. Now let’s go rescue that poor sales lady from Aiden’s dumbass,” Rah said, nodding in the direction Aiden was, trailing behind a beautiful woman wearing a vest with the store’s logo on it. From the look on her face, she was two seconds away from calling security.

“This nigga,” I muttered as we headed in that direction. “He had one job.”

“You knew deep down he wasn’t really about to be any help,” Rah chuckled.

“Got me there.”

I’m in my office combing through emails, sending updates to parole officers, judges, and lawyers. I have twenty minutes left to wrap this up before taking my next group out when I hear a knock on my door. When I look up, it’s the last person I ever expected to stand in my doorway. My eyes quickly rove over her frame. Today Jamila’s braids are pulled into a half up and half down style. She’s wearing khaki cargos and a sage green t-shirt that has the word dreamer written in bubbly cursive across the chest. Her eyes travel around the small space before meeting my eyes.

“Hey,” I greet, waving her in. “An unexpected but pleasant surprise. What’s up?”

We’ve texted on and off since last week's meeting but I’m careful not to be overwhelming with her. Our growing friendship is out of her norm and I’ve seen that coming on too strong triggers her fight or flight response. I kept it chill with funny memes or interesting articles I thought she might find interesting too. Her responses would range from short answers to multiple depending on the topic but she had yet to hit me up first. Had yet to seek me out. Until now that is. 

“Nothing, I uh actually got here early for once so I thought I’d pop in,” she says, taking a seat in one of the two cushioned folding chairs across from the desk. 

Things at HH weren’t glamorous as we were not one of the top non-profits but we made the best out of what we were given. 

“Something tells me you have something on your mind,” I said, as she got settled. 

Nodding her head she lets her gaze land on mine. I’ve observed direct eye contact is her thing unless her feelings are involved. Otherwise, she’s locked in on me as she asks, “The meeting…you said you started it. Why?”

“Sometimes I can’t talk to my friends. One is emotionally immature and the other, emotionally avoidant. I’m the only one who likes to try to regulate how I’m feeling,” I explained, as I tried to search for more context after seeing the unspoken confusion written across her features. I needed to show her the purpose of the group outside of my needs.

“I wanted to be able to talk to people around my age who also wanted to talk and have their feelings validated, making it easier to move on from the little and big annoyances of life. A lot of groups tend to be for trauma related issues but there aren’t so many for regular everyday people to commune.”

“How does talking about things help you?” she asked next, brows scrunched but not in their usual way. There is no attitude behind this expression, merely curiosity that swirls behind her chestnut gaze. I know my responses will probably determine if she ever shares in a group or if she ever returns. 

“I’m somebody that overthinks every interaction because I don’t want people to be around me and have bad experiences. It’s unrealistic but it’s who I am. When it comes to my personal shit it’s ten times worse. It helps to workshop my thoughts instead of having them constantly play in a loop in my head. It also helps to have people who aren’t close to the situation. I get unbiased feedback which is invaluable,” I replied.

“That is a big draw but I don’t know. I grew up not telling my business for survival reasons so to go against that feels unnatural,” she mused, twirling the end of a braid around her finger absentmindedly.

“Well you don’t have to tell allll of your business,” I chuckled, causing her to smirk. She’s hell bent on not smiling but I don’t make it easy for her. “Just what’s relevant. What will make you feel better.”

“Is feeling better after sharing guaranteed?” she asks.

“Being that nothing in life is, no. Sometimes I walk away even more confused but that’s okay. Life isn’t in black and white, it’s the gray areas that kick our asses,” I said.

“You speak like a walking motivational poster,” she says, causing me to laugh out loud.

“I’ve been told I’m a tad optimistic a time or two,” I said. 

“That wasn’t a shot at you, just an observation,” she adds quickly.

“I know,” I grin.

“How did you get so comfortable with being so open all of the time?” she asks, looking from the braid wrapped around her finger towards me.

“My Grandad always encouraged us to say the hard things because in his words ‘The truth might not be pretty but it’s better looking than a lie’ and hearing that growing up stuck with me. It’s less about me being open and more about me getting my point across,” I said.

She nodded her head again, taking in my words although I could tell by the pensive look on her face she wasn’t quite sure how to respond to them. It was time to lighten the mood.

“My turn to ask you a question,” I said, drumming my fingers on the desk.

Skepticism overrode her features then as she sat up straight. Her eyes squint as she says, “Go for it.”

“What do you think the best episode of SpongeBob is? I’m in a debate with my little sister. Personally the Krusty Krab pizza episode got it hands down but she talking about the episode where he ripped his pants,” I said, causing the sides of her mouth to lift as she looked off to the side in a futile attempt to stop the smile that was growing.

She thought I was going to ask something personal because I had been doing all of the sharing but I knew not to have that expectation. Trust didn’t come easy to her and I wanted to earn her trust in me over time. There was only so much words could do in this case anyway. Jamila needed to see.

Braids swish back and forth softly as she shakes her head.“Both of you are wrong. It’s the marching band episode.”

“That’s also a classic but I don’t know if it’s touching the pizza episode,” I said.

“Sounds like you and your little sister are close from what you’ve told me so far,” she said. 

“As close as I can be to a fourteen year old. Sometimes she feels more like my kid than my sibling but that’s because I’d do anything in the world for her,” I reply.

“I know the feeling, trust. You see the handful that Papi is,” she says, eyes softening as she talks about one of the two people who know her the best.

“He’ll grow out of it. I used to be just like him at that age,” I said.

My family used to call me The Bodyguard with the way I would look after Sabrina and her sister Cheyenne. I didn’t like anyone around my older cousins so I knew how Papi was feeling. I was unknown, therefore a threat until he deemed I wasn’t.

“Oh Lord, I can only imagine the nuisance you might have been,” she says, causing me to chuckle. “Well if he grows up to land a good career like this, I suppose I can overlook the pain in the ass phase.”

“Wait…is that a compliment I hear?” I asked with a raised brow. “Be still, I think pigs are starting to fly.”

“Did you also hear the pain in the ass part?” she asks with a playful roll of her eyes.

“I’m choosing to focus on the positive. Keep up. So what is it you like about me again?” I ask.

“See now you doing too much which means that’s my cue to leave,” she chuckles as she pushes up to her feet. “I’m going to wait outside by the van.”

“You can admit that I’m growing on you. You won’t melt, I promise,” I tease.

“There you go being corny, ruining the moment,” she smirks, her eyes bright as if she would laugh if there weren’t the risk of others hearing.

“There you go acting like you don’t like it,” I countered, catching her gaze as she paused by the doorway.

Looking over her shoulder, she tosses a barely audible, “Maybe.”

I can’t call her on it because she disappears into the hallway the moment the word leaves her lips. It doesn’t matter though, I heard her clearly. I don’t understand fully why it makes me as happy as it does but I don’t want to pick it apart. I’m learning to live in the moment and see where life takes me. Right now I’m on a road that leads to Jamila and I’m intrigued at what I’ll learn along the way. As I gather my clipboard and keys to head out to the van myself, I think of more ways to turn that smirk into the smile she fights so hard against in my presence.

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[jalluzas-ferney]

I will never uundertanad how people care about like..inclusive language. Like in the way that they act bothered by it. Like mf why does it bother you? How does it affect you? It always feels like people simply feel attacked by the simple inclusion of other people into a conversation or anywhere really. And that applies to many other things. Like when people start calling a video game woke or whatever cuz you can choose to have a same sex relationship or there’s a person of color. Hell even a little lgbtw flag or whatever. It’s like when people say all lives matter when somone brings the BLM subject in. It’s like…mf this isn’t an u. Stop taking everything personal.

And going back to the language thing. Like as a cis girl. It does not affect in a single way if someone uses any kind of gender inclusive language? Like if someone says “person w a vagina” like sure? Idc. Like I reaaallllyyy don’t care. Don’t careee. I’m a person. I have a vagina. Yeah they’re referring to me. I still feel like a woman. I feel sure in my gender. I feel strong in my identity. Like damn cis people have to learn to be sure of their identity. Be more confident in your gender bruh.

Like duh people who get offended by inclusive language are really just simply bigots but I feel like it’s still happens with people who claim to support certain groups- but then act annoyed if someone talks an inclusion as if it’s a personal attack on them or people do it for the sake of annoying ppl. I remember I was in this shitty theatre class where instead of theatre kids there were a bunch of popular kids who joined to not do anything- and the teacher walks in- he was very weird btw- like in the way he thinks he’s super wise and he makes you think he’s wise but then a year later you like damn what a fraud - anyways;

He walks in and he’s like - “oh, now we are not allowed to say ladies and gentlemen because it’s not inclusive “ or smth like that, and the rest of the kids are like “uuughh🙄🙄🙄😒😒” and I just stood there like- girl? 💀

I know damn well you pulled that out of your ass cuz no one is forcing you to not say ladies and gentlemen. Ik damn well the school doesn’t give a fuck and neither of the parents. He probably saw it on the internet and took as “oh now I’m FORCED to say NOT ladies and gentlemen 🙄 wow the audacity of these annoying humans” like bro no one is putting you at gun point.

And even if someone said, “yeah you should change the intro and say smth else other than ladies and gentlemen” is it really that deep? Like to complain? It’s an intro. I really dgaf. Again. As a cis girl. I’m already included so it doesn’t nessecarilly affect me. But neither does anything else. Mf just say welcome students teacher and parents or whatever? Bruh I dunno it really isn’t that deep to groan ab- it simply respect 🤨

It’s like those Disney adults complaining ab doesn’t saying “welcome dreamers “ ….like yeah it’s pretty on theme. And again. How does it affect you. Your a dreamer, aren’t you? Unless your not lmao which if that’s the case that’s pretty miserable ngl.

Anyyywaayssss

Sorry for the rant but like I just keep seeing it everywhere and I just needed to blow some steam off. It’s so stupid. It really is .

[sparkyz-plug-writes]

Stay with us!! Yandere Luz + Amity x male reader! + Some of my TOH ocs (Also I don't condone yandere behavior this is just fiction!!)

!Requested!

Characters:

Luz Noceda: She/Her (more of a obsessive yandere)

Amity Blight: She/her (possessive and aggressive yandere-)

Y/N: He/Him (Bruh he doesn't want to be here-)

Kamora Firethorn: He/Him (Friend 1, has a pet Griffin named butterscotch)

Denndy Yumo: They/Them (idk-)

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It was a beautiful day in the boiling isle, you got out of bed and did your normal daily routine, but during it, you couldn't help your two best friends Luz and Amity, they were acting really strange since a week ago when your classmate confessed to you, and when you made a Grudgby team with your other friends, Kamora and Denndy, you said you'd think about it but it scared you! But you got your mind of it and went to school, but before you could open up the door your best friends showed up

"Hey Y/N how are you? Are you okay do you feel well?!"

"Amity give him some space!"

"Oh right sorry... But Y/N why are you in your school uniform?"

You question them and they said their was a incident at the school again so school is off! You secretly questioned it because you didn't get any information that the school was out but since you didn't have to get thrown in the detention pit again you're completely okay with that!

"But hey can we come in? We have a surprise your you!~"

You agreed, when they stepped inside they gave you a small fairy pie,

"we mad sure to get it perfectly!"

"yep, and the ingredients are very fresh."

you took a bite but it tasted weird... Sleeping nettles..? Was this a prank, but before you could do anything you fell and we're losing consciousness

"Awww!! The plan worked!!~ Their asleep!"

"and there so cute when he sleeps! But goodnight Y/N...~"

And with that you fell asleep, but when you woke up, you were in a nice comfy room, but you were tied to a chair you were panicking, you started screaming for help but only two people came, Luz and Amity...

"Hermosa what is it? Are you hungry?"

"N-No I'm not, where am I? Did you bring me here?! LET ME GO!!" you tired to get out of the ropes but they were strong (amity got edric to fortify the rope)

"but... You're safe here! You'll never have to worry again!"

They hugged you, Amity even gave you a kiss on the cheek but you didn't want this... You wanted to play Grudgby with your friends! Like Kamora and Denndy ! You wanted to go home!! You stay there for days, maybe a week, only Amity and Luz could see you, but when you heard something but down the door you didn't expected to be your friends! it was your friends!! It was Kamora! And Denndy-

"Dude your here?! You've been missing for 2 weeks!"

"Yeah, and I had to cover your work!!"

You explained the Amity and Luz situation and how they basically kidnapped you, she used magic to cut the rope

"Well I'm here dude, now let's get out of here!! I only managed to get in here bc of butterscotch, but let's get you out of here!!"

"Yeah you know that big fat Griffin Kamora takes care of?"

"He's not fat >:0"

"Is!"

"is not!"

"is too!!"

Kamora took your hand and started to make their was out of the house, there and antics always put a smile on your face but it wouldn't last for long... Bc when you were outside a abomination grabbed Kamora and Denndy, while you were grabbed by Luz

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

"Hey let go of us you psychos!!"

"Amor are you okay? Did he hurt you!?"

"NO LET GO OF ME!!"

You tired to get out of Luz's grip but to no avail until

"BUTTERSCOTCH!!"

Then a Griffen showed up and started fighting, tbh it was a shit show before you managed to use a electricity spell to get out of their grass before getting to Kamora, then they got on the Griffen

"Y/N NO! Stay with us!! You'll be safe- WE can keep you safe!! Please!!!"

". . . ."

". . . I'm not.."

Kamora wasted no time getting up in the air, you were free..! But for how long... But you shook your head, you were with your two friends, you new best friends...

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Auughh first one-shot I did, idk if I like it that much but idk- I'm more used to writing headcanons-

[greekbros]

"greek-Bros": Spared no Expense

*Ares has invited Apollo, Artemis and Dionysus to Themiscyra*

Ares: Well I hope you guys like it, dad's been complaining about me not being "productive" enough for a god so I've decided to show you what I have been working on for a few weeks now. Spared no Expense.

Apollo: Well that is fine and all but I must ask why us?

Ares: Well why ask Athena to do the work of three already competent and much more trustworthy gods am I right?

Artemis: This place is huge seriously what have you been doing this whole time? Also the fuck do you mean "spared no expense" we're gods, money is completely beneath us.

Dionysus: Duuuuuude hope you set up some farms around here this place has got some nice greens.

Apollo: Um Dionysus, I'm wondering mostly because that outfit of yours suits you but why are you wearing a black button up? And where did you get those sunglasses?

Dionysus: *dressed up like Ian Malcolm* No reason why?

Ares: *literally dressed up like John Hammond* Yeah Apollo seriously I thought you were about that whole "clothes can mean whatever you want them to mean" stuff.

Apollo: *a little huffed at that remark* well then.

Ares: Ah we're here. *Stops his chariot*

Apollo: *turns and looks in awe at the distance with the over dramatic yet relatable disbelief of someone who has seen a fucking dinosaur*

Artemis: *had picked up a huge pinecone earlier* Ares, this species of pinecone shouldn't be here, this hasn't been around since th-*Apollo gently turns her head and is in equal disbelief*

*literally sees an entire civilization of purely just women*

Apollo: ....that's....that's all women ....this is literally more women I could have ever imagined seeing in one place

Artemis: Holy shit this looks actually cool

Dionysus: *who's been in on this fucking project the whole* He did it, that crazy son of a bitch did it. *Thunder rolling in the distance because he accidentally called Hera a bitch*...oh boi.

Ares: hehehe, welcome to Themiscyra.

*Jurassic Park theme*

Apollo:..Ares how did you even achieve this also why are there no men around?

Artemis: and why is that something you want to know?

Apollo: because to sustain such a population even you had officially kidnapped thousands of women or that has to be some sort of source of procreation.

Ares: Heheh, I did it all by myself, I told I spared no expense.

Apollo: oh my chaos you asexually reproduced these women?

Ares: What the fuck NO you glittery nerd. Remember I had that falling out with Aph a few months back?

Apollo: yes.

Ares: Well, I sat on the beach, trying to make myself feel better and after I was done I was really chafed so I took a nap. After like 2 weeks I woke up and I saw a bunch a little mounds all over the beach and I heard a baby crying, I dug were the sound was coming from and someone had buried alive infant on the beach. However I put two and two together and well....I'm dad of like roughly 39768 Amazonians. *Gives that smile one would give when they don't know they have done something impossible*

Apollo:...you...masterbated on the beach....than....this?

Ares:...yeah kind of. Oh by the way be careful with some of them because I haven't taught every single one of them to be social enough to not immediate kill anyone who isn't me in this place so stick with me ok?

Artemis: well sounds like my kind of people.

Apollo:.....you.... ejaculated....all over a beach...and..

Ares: Look I spared no expense that's all I can tell you. The advanced and "organized society" thing they did that all by themselves and I'm very proud.

Apollo:...for gods sake man

Dionysus: fuck yeeeaaaah bruh. *Hi fives Ares*.

Apollo: well....at least things can't get any worse*

*everything went worse after the Amazonians saw Apollo and Dionysus and everything went to slightly shit*

Bouns Scene:

Dionysus: *after some how breaking his leg, he lays down with his bare chest out seductively* We need to call for dad maybe he can help.

Ares: No I can't let him know about this he's gonna lose his shit.

Apollo: OH YOU THINK?!?

Ares: Look NO ONE told your sociopathic twin to hostility takeover after the girls accepted her into the city as a leader. I am going to give a serious talking to.

[ididkn0w]

That green and blue machine are both 125,000$ each can u fucking believe that. Only those two bro holy fucking shit. Omg and in the third pic u can’t see well but behind the fence is a robot arm it’s like a while ass transformer. And so it does shit don’t even ask me what but it was rlly cool. Btw this entire time Ive been at the restaurant and me my aunt and my gma and we’ve been waiting while my mom uncle and gpa talked with other clients and business ppl and babe it’s been like two hours and they just got back and they’re arguing about them bc idk prices n shit they said and whatever n they’re like yelling a lil at the table rn and my uncle is saying like u guys are treating this like a spy game and u guys are always so skeptical and thinking shit and my mom and gpa are like being like in a way it is we’re the top 20% more expensive in the market which is bad bc ppl want cheaper obv. N apparently an employee sent these people a list of our costs like how much It cost to produce n stuff n that’s rlly fucking bad like crisis type shit bc ofc we sell at a much higher prices and whatever like there’s a lot more to it that I don’t understand. Now my uncles saying u guys are always so negative and ppl are looking at us. Anyways I’m listening and talking to u it’s 3:31 pm rn. So back tl where I was. We went back to the conference room and they gave us giftssss Ik they’re like mini coffee cups. Omg bruh I can tell my moms backing out now😭 ok so I didn’t take pictures of them inside cus I wasn’t trynna open that shit. Oh yes and this typical Arabic cup to make coffee in. Cool souvenir or whatever. Ok I just got up it’s 3:41 rn I’ll finish typing In a bit. It’s the same thing following them around the fair. Then we finished the tour and got the gifts and then they took us to eat and resturaunt was sooooo pretty idk like the nature outside I felt like I was in the backyard of a rich Californian home idk and bro the food was soooooooo good and I drank Turkish tea again I loved the food. And once again no fucking wifi I always take screenshot to show u so we are and talked for like two hours and then we left and we went back to the factory and we left to the city again in the van and I slept the entire way and they woke me up and we were at a fucjing mall and I was mad as fuxk bc bro I was tired and I’m trynna get home to my man. And so we were there and like nothing was even open like it was rlly new. And I was bored as fuck but it was rlly pretty and then I’m so fr I took a picture of every cat I saw. And so we walked home and we stopped to get groceries and omg I forgot I to tell u at the mall we ate at a cafe. In the morning I took a picture of this place called mustafah u can look again n I thought it was silly bc everyone’s name here is mutsafah and we coincidentally ate there and it was sooooo good I ate a carénele tres leches it was so fucking good and I drank a coffee and they were in these cups that I loved they reminded me of u so much so I wanted them so bad so I went to buy them n they didn’t sell them so I got another ones that I think ull think are rlly cool they remind me of underthink logo. So they’re for our house. Then we walked home n we stopped be a grocery store for food and that’s when k got my Piña and then I stopped at this case place bc I’ve still been trynna get ur sparkly thing for ur cameraaaaa so I went and looked and asked for ur phone n they didn’t have any at that place but they had for mine but I just know they’ll have it at another one of those so don’t worry ur still getting one and I also got u this thing for ur charger u can put on it. I love you😄 n then got home n talked to u for like four hours I think even five

[the-kipsabian]

first, saw the tags on the reblog. what if it's like a trick to lure someone to the belt, giving them this small taste of power or at least put into their imagination what sort of power they would have if they held the belt? either to lure in a new host or someone to break the current host down further? idk. just woke up from a nap and have no idea if that makes sense.

second, thoughts on a vampire AU fic with orangekip… but orange is the vampire and bites/feeds off of kip? something i'm considering adding to my wip list once i work out plot details

i was gonna go to bed but i have to write this down cause i will forget bUT ITS A SIREN CALL. THE BELT HAS A SIREN CALL. it will promise you the things you want beyond your wildest dreams and it differs for each holder (if we include pac, its the spot in history as the first ever holder and defender on non-us soil, for kip it promises obviously power and prestige beyond believe like he wont be underrated anymore, and with oc its about people taking him seriously finally and him actually having gold and what is reflected as good career marks in the company)

bruh im always down for a vampire au 👀 i have some thoughts but if you have ideas im not gonna throw them down right now in case i mess your ideas up lol, but yeah yell at me any time you work something out tho!!