#but other than that im okay. Hangin in there

[kavehpilled]

hola noah hows it #hangin

#hangin more like. Barely hanging in there

[2knightt]

if you havent already, request for the outsiders boys with a super sweet sunshine s/o?

↳i love you, so let me get to you!₊˚✧

──IN WHICH, the gang dates a happy go-lucky reader!。✦

||✰ — the gang, separately

Johnny Cade ;

your kindness probably frightened him at first, he wasn’t used to anyone as nice as you.

but when he gets to know you are—he can’t get enough.

your happiness probably rubs off on him.

johnny’s smiling more, opening doors for people, and has a little spring in his step.

the gang definitely knows about you and teases johnny about it.

“you gotta stop hangin’ ‘round y/n. you’re starting to get their smile.”

“yeah, johnnycakes. i swear—i ain’t never seen you this happy.”

“get used to it, i dunno.”

you refuse to see the bad in people, and honestly johnny kinda likes that mindset.

but he doesn’t at the same time.

he knows people in the world suck, he knows how cruel it can be—but with you by his side, you make it bearable.

you make him feel actual hope that he can get out of this place.

make him feel like he has a future.

“thank you.”

“for what?”

“..everything, y/n.”

Dallas Winston ;

opposites attract dare i say?

i can see you calming dallas down, just a bit though.

not too much. just a lot.

he stops beating up people for no reason, yelling so much, and even helps a few old ladies cross the street.

only when people aren’t look though. this is still dallas.

“jus’ get outta ‘ere, punk!”

“aw, dallas! you let ‘em go! ‘m so proud.”

“whatever.”

he mumbles, snaking an arm around your waist with his other hand stuffed in his pocket.

the gang was so fucking shocked when they found out you two were dating.

“…for real?”

“you ain’t pulling our legs, are ya?”

“no? what the hell would make you guys think that?”

“they’re sweet while you’re—you.”

“fuck’s that ‘posed mean?”

“nothing.”

i feel like a lot of people would judge you for being so happy, especially with the situation with soc’s and greasers.

but dally shuts them up real fast.

“they gotta be on drugs. no way someone can be that happ—“

“who? who’s on drugs? c’mon, you can tell me.”

“uh—no one, dallas.”

“you sure?”

“yeah.”

punches them anyways.

but i don’t want you to scroll with a bad taste in your mouth.

just know, you’re the only relationship dally has been serious about in a long time.

a very, long time. so—he loves you to death.

Ponyboy Curtis ;

admired you somewhat.

he loves the aura that surrounds you. he thinks it’s different—way different than what he’s used too.

he’s used to people beating others, spitting on people, mocking, teasing.

but you?

you go out of your way to help those who were pushed down, bullied, spit on.

he admired that. he admired you.

he loved that about you.

tries to pick up your habits—but ends up failing.

“pony, when’d you become so…happy go-lucky, huh?”

“is it bothering you?”

“a little.”

“…fuck you too then.”

i feel like he’d look for a partner like that.

his type??? possibly???

you just,

give him hope.

hope that he can leave tusla and live the life he wanted on the country side.

Sodapop Curtis ;

same thing, different font.

you two get along so well it’s sickening.

when the two of you walk in a room together you blind everyone with how bright the both of you are.

im not joking.

“did he really, soda?”

“yeah! can you believ—“

“JESUS CHRIST!”

“what?”

“get out.”

“WHY?!”

“what?!”

“y’all are ruining my bad mood. screw off.”

“is he always like this?”

“yeah. just ignore two-bit.”

takes after you a lot.

like a lot.

started fighting less, helping out more costumers at the DX, etc.

he loves talking about you.

he just

does.

you’re all he talks about. i’d know, cause i’m literally writing this rn.

Darry Curtis ;

THIS DYNAMIC IS SO CUTE OH MY GOD.

cold, closed off darry with a cute, kind and sweet reader.

i’m crying just thinking about it.

you force him to open him to others.

literally.

“how’s your day, darry?”

“okay.”

“just okay? didn’t something happen at work today?”

“well yeah.”

“then tell, em! he’s your brother, babe.”

people always chuckle, seeing you cling to his arm—all smiles while he sits, looking like a guard dog.

but as soon as darry glares at them—they stop laughing.

everyone calls you sunshine after darry mockingly called you that. sorry i don’t make the rules :/ (yes i do.)

“hey, sunshine!”

“oh—hey, dal!”

“don’t call them that.”

“why not, superman?”

“because.”

Steve Randle ;

Guard dog 2.0

you gotta hold him back all the time help.

“steve! you know violence isn’t good—i hate it!”

“LEMME AT ‘EM, BABE! C’MON!!”

isn’t also—not used to people being so nice to him.

so you being so affectionate, looking out for him, loving him—just being so nice to him in general is so..shocking.

“you did so good today, love. ‘m so proud.”

“what?”

“oh? did you not hear me?”

“no—i did. it was just, outta nowhere. kinda spooked me a lil.”

please just love him.

please. he needs it.

he needs someone like you in his life and he’s so glad you are in his life.

he would’ve lost his mind a long time ago if you weren’t.

Two-bit Matthews ;

YALL ARE SO CUTE.

silly goofy guy with a sweet loving partner.

you let him ramble about anything and everything. he couldn’t be more happy.

“and they dance, like all the time!”

“even the dog?”

“EVEN THE DOG! he got his own moves, y/n!”

brags about dating the kindest person in Tulsa 24/7.

like, actually.

if you don’t like his drinking cause you know it’s slowly killing him, he’ll slow down on it.

“two, you know i don’t like you drinkin’ this stuff!”

“i know. but it’ll be my last one tonight, promise.”

“better be, ‘m worried for you.”

you’re like all he talks about.

he’s just so blessed to have an angel in his life!

like, what’d a guy like him do to get a person like you? save a country?

[rabbitsrams]

I'm just leaving a request for when you get to it absolutely no rush but pls more lunch club schlatt im feral for him

absolutely anon <3 i love this sm!! will be about meeting him at a party the m*sfits (unfortunate) were hosting in los angeles circa early 2020 era <3

i've written a lot about lc schlatt a lot already but idgaf i love writing more <3333 this turned into a whole fic hehe

nsfw under the cut, minors dni!! 18+ only.

you were dragged along by a friend who was invited by their friend. because they had to go to a huge youtuber party and you weren't gonna let them go alone.

the house is HUGE, wasn't a surprise that you lost the group as soon as you went inside. you decide to wait by the drinks on the off-chance someone you know would show up. none of your friends did, but someone else did.

out of all the creators you watched who were at this party, you were a casual fan of jschlatt's content. you were around when he did a face reveal, shocked that he was this cute guy your age instead of a 45-year-old man (it's the voice, sue me).

even in the darkness, you recognized him. you were too stunned to say anything as he grabbed the only water bottle in the area.

"you, uh... you want anything?" he asks. that voice. that voice you've only heard through headphones was now two feet in front of you. you shake your head.

"i, uh, i don't feel comfortable getting drunk at a party where i don't know anyone." you say, looking down at your hands.

"fair enough. uh... ah fuck, i got the last water, 'm sorry."

"i-it's fine," you take a deep breath. "uh, a-are you jschlatt? your voice sounds really familiar."

he chuckles. "yeah..."

"oh wow," you laugh. "i knew it."

it's silent for a moment before schlatt pipes up again. "d'ya know anyone here?"

"i came with my friend, who is nowhere to be found. their friend apparently knows whoever is hosting and got us in."

"ah," he takes another sip of water. "you can't find your friend?"

you shake your head. "whatever. they'll only find me if they need a ride home. i don't care anymore." you grab a can of beer and walk away from the drink table, trying to find a quiet place to stay. schlatt follows you for a moment before taking you to his room upstairs.

it's a breath of fresh air. the music is muffled and schlatt's temporary room is spacious and (mostly) clean. he invites you to sit on the bed with him and you continue your conversation from earlier. he's actually a lot nicer than you expected him to be (considering his online persona). and he's even cuter in person.

soon enough you find yourself leaning in to kiss him. he's a bit nervous and doesn't kiss you back.

"sorry. i, uh, never kissed anyone before." he confesses.

"that's okay. i've only kissed one other person and it's been a while since that happened." you say. that makes him relax a little. he cups your cheek and leans in, hesitantly pressing a soft kiss to your lips. you pull him closer, moaning softly as you put your hands in his hair. he whines.

you pull away. schlatt's face is tinted red and hints of your lipstick are all over his lips. "i, uh, wow..." he murmurs. you smile, moving closer and straddling him. he's already rock-hard underneath you. "s-sorry..."

"oh my gosh, don't be, it's okay." you grind your hips down, feeling his dick twitch in his jeans.

"h-honey, please... 'm gonna... b-bust. w-wanna do it i-inside ya..." he whimpers. you nod, removing your dress and panties. he kicks his jeans and boxers off. he leans to the left, opens a drawer and takes out a condom.

"oh thank god, i was prepared to go out and ask for one," you giggle. schlatt doesn't respond, grabbing your hips and pulling you on top of him. you ease yourself inside him, and before you can start moving, he groans loudly.

"fuck, 'm so sorry."

"did you..."

"yeah."

"oh."

"w-wait, i don't wanna leave you hangin'," schlatt says. he helps you lay next to him. "can i touch you?"

"y-yes... please..." you whine. he coats his fingers with your wetness before slowly sliding them inside you. you clench around him, whining as he begins thrusting them in and out of you. he rubs your clit with his other hand and before long, you're coming all over his fingers.

"fuck, that was... so good..."

"yeah? it wasn't too, uh..."

"totally fine. uh, we can always do it again, dunno how long you'll be here but um... i can give you my number."

"yeah?"

"yeah."

after you both clean up and get dressed, you exchange phone numbers. the party is slowly dying down. your friend texts you that they don't need a ride so you leave. as you drive back, you get a message from schlatt, already eagerly asking for your next meeting.

[averagetmntfan]

a special thank you to my moots.

(TW: suicidal thoughts, ig?)

ahem- so as I have mentioned, today is my 1 year old this platform! I honestly cant believe it’s been this..long? A lot has happened, too. And honestly for the longest time, it wasn’t going well. Like- at all.

(rant continues under the cut:)

I’m don’t want anyone to feel sorry for me. Im doing much better than before, so it’s really not a big deal anymore. I’m just giving some brief context for my 2023- early 2024 school year.

so, I made this blog a couple days before the whole situation went down. Which I think I briefly mentioned on here.

so for a bit, I had felt very uh- isolated in my friend group. I had kinda always been the odd one out. We had different interests. Their sort of fun was hangin’ out, gossiping and what not. And I was into cartoons, and art. I never really told them, though. There were sorta judgy, and I was very insecure. Because they make fun of people. And I didn’t wanna end up by myself.

But anyways- usually, they’d all leave. And tell me to watch their stuff. And since I’m sort of a pushover irl, I didn’t really argue about it. But when I say all of them leave-? I meant all of them. All 4 of em. And it often did upset me.

also they’d talk to people I didn’t even know- which, okay yeah- but I couldn’t talk to them. I didn’t wanna get dirty looks. I’m not a very outgoing person. I like to think I keep to myself often.

So, Halloween comes around. And this stuff doesn’t end. And for a bit more context, one of my friends was getting super annoying by me. And I’m pretty sure she didn’t like me, like- at all. She easily got annoyed at me. And only me.

so she went to the Halloween dance- last block of the day

blah blah skip to after school and I text the group- “where are u guys?” None of them respond. So I search a lil bit, then head outside. Where- guess what? All of them were.

I asked “Why didn’t you answer the text?”

and my friends that gets annoyed at my easily said a snarky “my phone was off.” And was generally just being fucking bitch. And I use to be a big crybaby and stuff- and eventually grew out of it. But this- this sentence really upset me. I stormed off, avoiding all of them.

eventually I got on my bus and- well. Uh. Let my feelings out, if you will. I remember it very cleary, too. It was one of the most tears I had shed in a long time.

I get home, and the girl texts the gc, clamming I stormed off for “no reason” and I had enough. Saying smth “I obviously didnt storm off for no fucking reason”

a bit more of arguing keeps going, and a lot more sobs. It was one of the worst days I had ever had.

a few more days go by, and the situation gets worse. I avoid all of them, and hung out w/ a diff friend. I ranted/vent to her, telling her my friend was a Hippocrate for complaining about our other friends leaving, even tho she did the EXACT same fucking thing.

Which, was talking shit. So that wasn’t great and rlly bad of me. And I guess karma hit hard bc she texted me after school, saying I was talking shit abt her. Bc my friend was friends with her friends. So..awkward..

and really- the next day, it was over. I was free. But at what cost, really? I lost all my friends. Became an outcast, really. It was pathetic, now that I think about it.

for the rest of the year, I rarely spoke to them. And never talked to the other girl.

I spent most my time in the library, reading. And skipping out on eating. I was so unhappy. I don’t wanna say depressed but- very close.

it really made me hate who I was. It made me feel like a terrible person.

And that’s when I really did start using Tumblr more. It was sort of an escape, of mine. And god, I’m so glad I set up and account. I Met do many amazing and unique people one here.

This is sort of corny but, I really think this has helped me through a lot. Since a few months early I lost my privileges to tik tok, and discord. Which, yeah. Sucked.

but so many things had happened-! Joined a rp group, met a new online friend (which we are now very very close<3), found out about a LOT of facts, found other people who shared my interests!

so here we are, one year later.

it was really something. I’ve met so many wonderful people on here, man. Especially my moots. You guys know who you are. I’m not gonna tag you guys, but I’ll do a quick smth smth ig

FIRST OF- my first closest moots-!! Ghosty, cookie, Sleepy, Ally, And my Pooks, Ari. So many awesome things happened with these guys. A lot of funny moments, too. Lmao.

AND ALL MY RAMSHACKLE PEEPS- dew, anomaly, Schnozz, reboot, Bailey, lilac,- you guys are literally AWESOME UGH- I seriously enjoy every interaction I have with you guys. It genuinely makes me so happy

sorry this is super corny and stuff, I really wanted to make something meaningful for this. Thank you guys for being so amazing.<3

— jj

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

OMG i get to talk about khamgalai ive been dying to talk about khamgalai im so fucking mad at khamgalai

i have said stuff about it on this post (sorry im only putting it here cause i started looking for it on my blog and couldnt find it until i went through a post sorter site and i got so upset about it fhdglh so ill have it here just in case i guess) https://www.tumblr.com/tetsuooooooooooo/710065228547866624/anyway-anyone-wanna-hear-about-my-muriel-tired-of?source=share

aaaand liike i started replaying the route recently partially cause i wanted to find anything that would prove me wrong in this matter and i am only halfway through but its Not going GREAT

because it wouldve all been perfectly fine if they didnt choose to establish that she apparently knew the whole time where muriel was and what he was doing. i dont know how much she saw but like. she saw it.

cause this bitch really saw muriel. child muriel. baby. possibly last of her kin. fucking living out on the streets homeless starving getting kicked around god knows what happening to him

and went aw lemme get a snapshot for the family album and just LEFT HIM THERE

AND IM LIKE BITCH I THOUGHT YOU LIKE CARED ABOUT HIM OR SOMETHING I MEAN SHE FOOLED ME WITH ALL THAT CRYING AND THE THINGS SHE SAID WHEN WE MET HER THE FIRST TIME BUT GODDAMN I GUESS SHES JUST AS MUCH OF A "PAIN BUILDS CHARACTER" BOOMER AS MORGA

cause okay even if it was like future visions n shit like thats their magic thing theN LIKE YOU STILL KNOW MORE THAN YOU DID BEFORE YOU KNOW THERES A CITY IN THE NORTH NOW YOU KNOW WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE AND WHERE HE CAN BE AND ITS A COUPLE WEEKS AWAY BUT YOURE A FUCKING NOMAD AND NOT THAT OLD YET

like WHAT is the reason she absolutely would not even attempt to come get him other than The Story Needs To Happen this is spiderverse all over again except now im on miles side i hate this hichjgs and like yeah ok the story needs to happen he needs to be the way he is and destiny and whatever but like when were in a story where we know theres a whole 5 other ways to go about solving this problem and its all choice oriented and stuff it kinda just. ya know. it doesnt glass my onions very much vnxviydy i dont know how to put it but u get it

and like

YOU THOUGHT WHAT?? WHAT THE SIGNAL CUT AFTER HE GOT OUT OF THE FUCKING CAGE HE WAS LIVING IN AND YOU COULDNT SEE HIM ANYMORE AND YOU THOUGHT WHAT THAT HE DIED??? girl dont FUCK with me you aint give a shit if he lived or died ok that was harsh im getting really heated this is so messy lol

its probably gonna turn out in a minute that she said something in the ghost realm that makes it make sense but i dont remember that all i recall is us hangin out and her calling me out for being a furry and them being all "u saw me over there and u still like me?" " aw of course i like u come give ghost grandma a hug" thats how i remember that going down fhxhyietfh so yeah ill find out soon enough

Ooh, I think I remember wondering about that when I last played Muriel's route! I'll leave it to other Muriel fans to share their thoughts on it too, since my memory is a bit fuzzy at the moment XD

@tetsuooooooooooo that makes total sense to be upset about though, especially when you're seeing all of this from Muriel's side! T~T I'll be curious to hear what you think as you keep playing the route! ^.^

[kidrauhlschik]

Impudent ~ KSM SMAU

~ 23. Impudent ~

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adjective

im·​pu·​dent

marked by contemptuous or cocky boldness or disregard of others : INSOLENT

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~ please read a/n if you had any confusions with ch. 22! ~

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a/n: ITS OVER! Okay, I'm sorry last chapter had little to no explanation - it is set right after Seungmin and Y/N graduate from Law School - they're opening a law firm together. Lee Know owns a dance studio, Innie is a model (bc he was the college it boy duh), 3RACHA debuted as a rap group with the album 5 stars ;), Felix is a psychiatrist, and hyunjin is a famous artist! i guess it was more of an epilogue than a chapter - butttttt yeah! thank you so much for reading if you did. I'm sorry if the ending wasn't perfect. I appreciate all feed back :) Super excited to start the Felix SMAU soon! and also thank you to those who constantly liked and replied - things got hectic for me near the end but i always appreciated the comments and interactions. All love, and thank you for stopping by 🤍💕

[foolish-moods]

STOP substituting "woman" with "female"

for the love of whatever the fUCK is out there i am so sick of seeing and hearing this shit and it's gotten bad enough it inspired me to make a god damn tumblr

if you dont know what im talking about or do this but dont know why its bad then let me yell at you for a moment ok there are two reasons, lets start with the simplest: first reason!! GRAMMAR: there are two clerks, one is a man and the other is a woman, you dont know any other defining details about them cause yer blind and stupid but you gotta differentiate them so what do you call them?? man clerk?? NO it's MALE CLERK and FEMALE CLERK! makes sense cause its correct!! yeah good okay we established the proper use of the word "female" now lets move on ok two dudebros who paid for tater tot's course on not getting laid are hangin and one of them just went the bar cause people do that i guess and the other asks "hey did you meet any females?" THIS IS BAD why?? because "female" is SPECIES NEUTRAL female what? cat? bird? elephant? snake? you are speaking NONsense and lunacy you twerp that isnt how you formulate a proper sentence you are being DUMB do you say "male's clothing"? no you say "men's clothing" cause NO SHIT i shouldnt have to explain why it makes sense if you know anything about english grammar so why the fuck would you ever say "females" when referring to human women??? yeah alright buddy i hear you, context matters, no shit the dudebro is talking about human women there isn't any elephants in a bar (idk) so why do is it such a big problem???

Second Reason: Dehumanization

The modern popularity of using "female" in substitution of "woman" began amongst so called alpha male influencers such as Fresh & Fit and the now nearly household name Andrew Tate. Their absurd misogynistic ideology is painted in a veneer of masculine self-help, hustle culture, and playing the role of surrogate father figures for estranged and impressionable boys.

Knowing who these men and their followers are already gives a clearer picture of the reason behind the improper use of "female". Whether consciously or not, they use the word in place of "woman" because it is a quiet way of degrading women, speaking of them as being lesser. After all, female is not a human centric word, it is a descriptor that can be applied to animals and even objects. By saying something like "females are so annoying" they could be talking about dogs or women, implying the two are equal.

Even without the consistent vitriol that these influencers spit about women, their intentions are made more evident by the fact that they almost never substitute "man" with "male". They are consistent to the point that they will say "men and females" and it is not on accident.

Okay then, so what? Incels and their pack leaders say and do things far worse than misusing "female" so why am I nitpicking it in particular? It's because of their outreach. I think if you ask a teacher who Andrew Tate is there's a decent chance they'll know the name and that alone is awful. But if you ask them about using "female" improperly then I think you'll find them, and a lot of people, less aware of its insidiousness.

This is where my rant comes from, the wider usage I've been noticing happening among people who are far removed from self proclaimed alpha male influencers. I have seen it used by both men and women, young and old, in casual and professional settings, even by friends and family, and I've seen its usage increase as the popularity of these sexist influencers rise. It's not a coincidence, like a meme it spreads and although in only a small way it still contributes to the erosion of the the already fragile state of women's rights and social treatment.

All of this is perhaps less about the improper usage of the word and more about the further implications behind it. What does it mean if someone who is a kind and reasonable person refers to women as "females"? In my opinion it's a sign we need to be more diligent about the little worms that wriggle into our brains and effect our words, thoughts, and actions. Hopefully this particular instance of subtle bigotry will be ultimately short lived and have little impact, nevertheless, I felt the need to yell about it into the ether.

[my-lunaberg]

I just finally finished watching the dream smp, here are my thoughts

Honestly, it wasnt that bad. Or atleast not as bad as some of the spoilers ive read wouldve lead me to believe. I think I wouldve had more negative feelings towards it if it wasnt for the spoilers lowering my standards but whatever, whats done is done and cant be undone or somwthing or like that.

I wanna try and make this a bit more organized, so I'll start with the Syndicate finale; I loved it, no notes. Everyone was great and it felt like an actual conclusion which is more than I can say for most of the other finales which is yknow, a bad sign for the series writing but whatever

Next the Dream, Tommy n Tubbo stuff; it was split into four parts and I didnt partcularly like the first three. The third one was especially bad it was just so weird and messy for the most part. I did really like the actual ending with all of them in this new world, hangin out, I think thats a bit of an unpopular opinion but I didnt have any issues with it. I thought it made sense for the whole cycles of violence theme of this big disc saga to end with the people involved breaking the cycle. I did prefer Tubbos pov of the last stream though, its probably my favorite part of the finale. Idk, I wasnt the biggest fan of Tommys characterization/dialogue, I didnt think he was ooc I just thought it was kinda boring and I really liked cc!Tubbos performance it was absolutely wonderful. Jack was great too, I love a guy whos just so cringefail. I really wish Tommy and Tubbo couldve had a little moment at the end in the new world as well, I know these kinds of post-ending stingers kind of have to be short to keep their impact but cmon, theyre bestiesssss give them a moment together

So yeah, in conclusion: it was okay i guess. I dont think I wouldve really cared if it was any better or worse because this a very character-driven story that doesnt really need an ending. Like, now that Im done with this bullshit I can just take these lovely characters and do whatever with them if that makes sense. It kinda reminds me of being 7 years old, going through my littlest pet shop phase but not having a lot of them and then my grandparents showed up to my birthday with a gigantic plastic tub that was almost as big as me full of lps and accessoires and houses for them, except with blorbos. So yeah Im off to fanart and AU land now, will not be rewatching this in the near future

[ofviolentdeath]

Character(s)::Ava and Cord Word Count:: 660 @bleedtheneonfromthebitemarks and @strifeincarnate because reasons

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Despite the number of people that lived at the bar, it was quiet as Ava sat on top of the water tower, a bottle of whatever Cord had pressed into her hands earlier raised to her lips. She was stressed, tired, terrified, worry over her youngest son practically eating her alive. The alcohol didn't help, it never did, but she also knew it was Cord's idea of comfort.

"So, ya gonna tell me what's gotcha all tied up in knots or do I gotta go on the rumor mills?" the demon asked as she made her way to the top of the water tower and dropped down beside the other, her usual bottle of whiskey present and a lit cigarette clasped between her lips. How she managed to speak around that damn thing was still a mystery to Ava, but she had assumed, at this point, her friend was well-practiced in it.

"Depends on what rumor you heard," she muttered, bitter and more than a little annoyed. She shouldn't be surprised, her kids and Cord's kids often spoke. She knew for a fact that Hemlock and Damaris especially were close, but that didn't mean she had to like that Nik's business had traveled so far.

Cord held up her free hand in quiet surrender, not wanting to poke the proverbial bear any more than she had clearly been. "Just that Nik was hangin' 'round Eris and ya weren't keen on the idea. Belladonna was here a couple nights ago pickin' up a book she had been lookin' to get her hands on and filled me in."

That made sense and Ava relaxed a little. If Bells had been venting to Cord, she wouldn't have done it where everyone else could hear. Despite how much her daughter liked to talk, she valued her siblings and their privacy enough to keep things on a need to know basis.

Cord always managed to make that list and vice versa.

"Not keen on the idea is an understatement. I'd trust Judas on a bender before I trusted Eris with my kid."

If it had been anyone else saying it, Cord might have taken offense, but Ava had been around the kids their entire lives and they knew she didn't mean any insult by it. Although, Cord wouldn't have been upset if she had. Not after Judas had gotten one of Ava's kids shot once.

"That bad huh?" The demon let out a low whistle, drawing an odd stare from the keres.

"Okay, one, yes, that fucking bad and two, how the fuck can you whistle like that with a damned cigarette in your mouth, Cord? Are you secretly some sort of ventriloquist or something?"

"How long ya been sittin' on that question?" they laughed, pale grey smoke pouring from their lips as she shook her head. "Forget I got the damn thing in mouth half the time anymore. Sorta become second nature after a few centuries."

"I'd tell you those damn things will kill you, but I think you'd just take as a challenge."

"Pretty sure yer youngest would too. Kid's got enough of ya in 'im."

Ava opened her mouth to argue but sighed instead, knowing the other had a point. "I just don't want him to get hurt and I would put money on Eris getting him hurt one way or another."

"Is that comin' from yer head or yer heart?"

It was a fair question, but that didn't mean she had to like hearing it any. "A little of both. I know Eris, Cord. I know the sort of shit she gets into and I also know what Nik can and can't handle. There's no good ending here."

"Tried tellin' him that without the panic?"

"I got his therapist involved because I don't know how to be calm about this."

"Well, ya better figure it out. Ain't gonna do neither one'a ya any good if ya can't talk to him proper."

[cursedblingees]

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HEY GUYSSSS IM BAACKK@!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO TODAY I WAS EXPLORING THE INTERNET AND I FOUND THESE SWEET RAP SONGS ABORU MINECRAFT!!!!!!!!! IT MADE ME FEEL SUPER INSPIRED SO HERES MY OWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OKAY!!!!!!!!! THIS SONG IS CALLLED "BRIGHTER THAN A MINECRAFT DIAMOND" UH UH UH HANGIN ON MINECRAFT MININ ORE BEEN ON A LONG TIME MY FINGER IS SORE GOTTA BREAK THROUGH THAT BLOCKY C R U S T HAVE TO SHAKE OFF MY MINECRAFT RUST UH UH THE CREPPERS ARE COMMING AND I GOTTA HIDE WISH I HADE MY WIFE BY MY SIDE UH UH UUU UU UU UUUHH HH H H H OH WAIT NEVER MIND HOW COULD I HAVE BEEN SO BLIND HERE COMES MY WIFE xXxMinionLuverxXx TOGETHER ThESE CREPPERS WILL BE RECKS!!!!!!!!!!! HA HA MY WIFE IS BRIGHTER THAN A DIAMOND SPECIFICALLY THE MINECRAFT VARIETY SHE LOVES MY SOWRD WHICH IS ALSO DIAMOND WHO NEEDS OTHER SOCIETY?????? HA HA DECKED OUT IN OUR DIAMOND GEAR THE CREPPER SLAUGHTER STARTS HERE WE MAKE OUT ON CREPPER BLOOD AND GUNPOWDER I GIVE HER A MINECRAFT FLOWER UH GOTTA GET HOME THE MOON IS RISE GOTTA GET HOME AND MAKE SOME MINECRAFT PIES TOMARROW WE SHALL MINE SOME MORE SOMETHING THAT RHYMES WITH MORE OOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUHuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhh Oof I WOULD CONTINUE BUT I NEED RESTED THOUROGHLY!!!!! ALSO xXxMinionLuverxXx AND I ARE MARRIED AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOO HOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I WOULDVE MADE A BLINGEE ABOUT IT BUT I HAD TO HELP MY STUPID OFFSPRING OUT OF THE WASHING MACHINE :(

[lumalalu]

[saeyoungs-angel]

⨳​ hindering studies — mha

starring. bakugou & you

plot. your grumpy bestfriend tells you he's busy after class, yet you give no fucks—letting yourself in, you wait in his dorm so you can simply vibe to his music and pen scribbling.

genre. fluff, comfort(?)

cw. swearing obviously, reader had a bad day, maybe ooc bakugou? not rly sure but kinda

notes. found a nice little video on yt that followed this plot just a bit, though ive added alot to it lol. thought sleeping in his bed while he studied sounded nice asf so here u are! feedback on how i write him is extremely helpful, and im sorry if u dont like or know these songs! u can replace them with others if ud like:)

likes, reblogs, and comments are always appreciated! <3

𓆩☆𓆪

“what’re you even doin’ here?”

wrapped up in his duvet, bakugou’s gruff voice drags you out of your once half-asleep state. you lift your head slightly and give him no answer, eyes raking over his mien of annoyance. he sighs, shoving off his shoes aggressively.

“you know i’m busy, so why do you keep hangin’ around like a lost puppy dog or some shit?”

his words of irritation would sting if you didn’t know any better—he enjoys your presence, atleast more than anyone else’s. he may still claim you’re an extra, but his sleepy murmurs on the nights neither of you can sleep say otherwise. you huff loud enough for bakugou to hear, his mirage of disliking you is embarrassingly fake.

“don’t mind me, i’m not even here.”

“whatever.” he grumbles, beginning the trek around his dorm to find his studying supplies. his notes, a pencil or two, and his speaker—the last part is very important. as his digits land on the object, you can’t help but sit up abruptly.

“wait! can i play a song this time, too?” your voice is woven in excitement, hoping to flaunt your music taste. while it isn't very far from his, you have a couple songs that you feel he might enjoy.

he shoots a glare your way. “no.”

he presses the on button firmly as you plead in the background, “just one! please, kats?”

“fine, just put it on the queue and go back to fuckin’ sleep so i can study.” you feverishly snatch his phone at this, bakugou grumbling once again after caving in at the use of his nickname.

handing his device back, you hands brush briefly and you have to force yourself to think of other things, a blush creeping onto your cheeks at the feeling of the minute contact. even though you’ve both fallen asleep beside each other, you still fluster easily.

hopping back into his bed, it creaks softly with the movement. as you rest your head on his pillow, a beat begins to fill the room. ghosting by mother mother, you can immediately recognize it considering you adore the song. you mumble a ‘love this song’ as you snuggle further into the sheets.

bakugou only responds with ‘tch’, but he knows you do, and that may be the reason why he’s so fond of it—you like it, of course. his brows are furrowed together as the pencil drags across his paper, faint music adding to the soothing ambience.

he slightly adjusts the volume, upping it a bit as he knows it’s not super late and no one’s sleeping. your eyes begin to feel heavy, moments before your song pops on the list.

insomniac by memo boy, your current fixation. the first few beats play out and you thrum along with it, drumming your fingers on bakugou’s silky black sheets. your eyes are now screwed shut vehemently with the music, a smile gracing your features as bakugou speaks up.

“i’ve heard this before.” his tone is efficacious at hiding how he feels about it, signaling a small frown on your face.

“do you like it?”

there’s a beat of silence from him and your frown deepens.

“..it’s okay.” this time, he sounds reluctant to admit those words. thankfully, you understand bakugou language, a grin forming on your lips as you now achieved your goal—he likes the song you showed him, and is probably adding it to his playlist.

you stifle a laugh with his pillow, “yeah, yeah. i’ll remember that when i hear it down the hall.”

“shut it, dumbass.”

you hum in acknowledgement, a wide smile plastered on your face as you shift from your previous position. as bakugou’s new favorite song ends(simply because it’s your favorite), the room quiets, save for the scribbles of his pencil here and there.

“you gonna play another song? the silence is deafening, katsuki.” while you’re only teasing, the silence does feel a bit odd—you can just slightly hear crickets chirping outside his window.

“don't be stupid, ’course i am. just go back to sleep or somethin’.” you can practically hear the miniature smile in his words, the banter between you both never fails to raise your mood and vise-versa.

with that, you register his phone being placed back down onto his desk, jealous by eyedress bouncing around the dorm. you hum along, the mellow yet vibrant beat finally enervates you into sleep.

bakugou swivels in his chair to converse with you about a question, only to find your eyes closed peacfully as soft breathes escape your barely parted lips.

being solicitous of your well-being and knowing you need the rest, he lowers the volume by a bit, eyes leering on your sleeping form for a moment more that he intended. you just look so adorable, wrapped up in his blanket so peacefully like you are—though, he’ll take that thought to his grave.

after while, you stir in your sleep, the bed creaking as extra weight is placed upon it. “katsuki..?” you murmur, raising a hand to rub your eyes.

“shh, go back to sleep, idiot.”

his voice is hushed, causing you to smile up at him in the now dark dorm-room. “m’kay.”

shuffling around to wrap your arms around him, you notice he’s adorning one of his famous tank tops. was he planning to nap with you? contently, you begin to drift off once more before his voice draws you out of sleep.

“hey, (y/n)?”

you nod into his chest, figuring he can feel it. bakugou stalls for a moment, and that’s when you realize he’s put insomniac quietly on replay. the revelation causes your heart to flutter, though you tell yourself it’s simply because he likes it enough to play it this much.

he clears his throat, “did you, um, have a shitty day or somethin’?”

his question throws you off, causing you to shift uncomfortably on his side. you nod again, before correcting yourself.

“well, i wouldn’t say it was shitty, just not ideal.”

“the way you said that frames it as a shitty day.”

“‘m sorry.” you bury yourself further into him, wishing you could just skip class tomorrow and lay in bed with him instead.

he frowns, not that you can see. “don’t apologize, dumbass. if you had a shitty day, then you had a shitty day. the thing that matters is that you got through it, alright?” he tightens his grip on your torso, rubbing your arm in attempted comfort.

even with his usually boorish attitude, he has a way with his words when he’s worried. he can feel you grin against him, and he knows he’s done a good job—he made you smile and that was his goal, now he can nap with you in peace.

𓆩☆𓆪

feedback is extremely meaningful!

[wraithwolf]

" hey ! wanna go out and eat ? "

❝    have i ever said no to you?    ❞

playful words come as easy as the singsong cadence  /  the impish simper swiftly curled into a grin do.  who is he to deny his dearest friend,  after all?  he knows why he’s offering  (he hears his voice in his head,  clear as day,    ❛    how are you gonna get better if you don’t eat?    ❜)  and knows he needn’t say it anymore. he cares,  just as kayn does.  this is merely how he shows that.

no matter their many hardships  –  the other’s especially,  it’d be unfair to compare zax to anything less than the sun itself.  to burn so bright,  illuminating the dark all the while shouldering his own shadows behind closed doors and away from the assumptions of many  ——  in his every action,  every word lied a strength and a hope kayn could only dream of someday possessing.  its enough to make a once cheeky grin something softer,  a genuine,  appreciative smile across his face before he rises from his seat and meets him at the door.

❝    i am free for the afternoon,    ❞    he begins again,  bringing a hand up to his chin as if to still contemplate what’s already a guaranteed yes;  that same arm then thrown lackadaisically around his companion’s shoulder.    ❝    ah,  why not?  you don’t like my cooking,  right?  i’ll follow your lead,  then.    ❞    a beat.  that grin returns.

❝    i’m paying,  though.  ❞

@unhr

[ftm-radio]

a plus-sized trans masc's review of various chest containment methods*

*as you can guess from the title, this post will be discussing the chest area, so if this subject & related terminology is discomforting to you, please skip this post & I hope you have a good day 👍🏻

Okay, so I have 4 methods that I bounce between for dealing with my chest and existing as a pre-op trans guy. I'm gonna write a bit about each one, and I have photos of how my chest looks with all four (clothed, ofc) that I will put under the cut for both self conscious reasons and to be considerate for those who'd rather not see them. idk.

oh & quick disclaimer, this post is absolutely not meant to bash any particular binding method or ppl who use those methods, or ppl who don't bind! no one method is superior, some just work better for one person than another bc everybody's different and all that. just tryna share my experiences to maybe help out other folks like me. ✌🏻

Sorry in advance, I'm sure this is gonna be a long post.

Method #1: No Containment

Pros—

easy

free

may be passable as moobs with enough layering ?

Cons—

underboob sweat at 100% strength

chafing

oh god they move so much, why, please don't, i hate this

Wearing just a shirt with nothing else under it is a great feeling at times, but that's generally short-lived and it's not very comfortable in the long run, especially if I'm being active and moving around. Feeling my chest wiggle and jiggle and move around is just so gross to me, so I usually avoid this method.

Method #2: Compression Top (Tomboy X)

Pros—

pretty comfy for everyday wear

prevents the worst of the wiggles

can exercise in it

could probably sleep in it if I wanted to

Cons—

basically just a sports bra tbh

mine is uh.. ~2 years old & pretty worn, probs doesn't "compress" much anymore 😅

heard that this particular company has done some yikes things?? so I'm not super keen on purchasing anything else from them (I don't have details & don't feel like looking them up rn, just mentioning it so you can look it up yourselves if you want)

This is my go-to method for when I'm just hangin out around the house (which is basically every day). just wake up, yank on the compression top, and then I don't have to think about it until the end of the day! I actually got this as a baby-step to using an actual binder bc I was a little anxious about it lol.

Method #3: Full Tank Binder (gc2b)

Pros—

flat chest

full tank contains everything better than a half tank

ngl I appreciate the fact that it kinda helps contain my stomach fat too bc I am ~☆~insecure~☆~ (but working on it)

Cons—

tbh I think my binder is too big specifically in the chest area so it doesn't compress & hold everything in place for very long, esp if im moving around, but I can't size down any smaller bc that's unsafe

the bottom edge of the binding panel makes it pretty uncomfortable to sit & just makes my stomach look weird

can't exercise or sleep in it

can only wear for 8 hours at a time, max

I loved my binders when I first got them, and wore them almost daily, even around the house, because I felt good & happy in them. after a while, though, the constant need to readjust my chest & having to keep checking to make sure it looked alright kinda wore me down and I got tired of it. going to the grocery store and feeling my chest shift around in my binder and being unable to fix it is just not a good time. :(

Method #4: Trans Tape

Pros—

comfortable! (long as you put it on right 😅)

my tiddies are SECURE they are not going ANYWHERE, I can bend over to pull the laundry out of the dryer with no problem, gravity cannot emotionally damage me anymore <3

I feel like I can move and do stuff and be confident w/o having to waste any time or energy thinking about my chest

my chest is approx a C-cup? (and I'm fat) so the tape definitely doesn't flatten me out but it masculinizes the shape of my chest in a way I'm happy & comfy with! yeah i have a chest but it def doesnt look like girl boobs!! I just look like a fat guy! which I am! so I'm cool with it!! hell yeah!

can wear for days at a time (recommended is 5)

can sleep, shower, & exercise in it

no worries about rib damage/breathing problems

when I hug my mom I actually feel it in the middle of my chest

Cons—

can't reuse tape so gotta buy more to keep using it (~20 bucks a roll with shipping iirc?)

there is a learning curve!! first couple times suck & it can be discouraging (I gave up a couple times) and I'm definitely still learning myself how to use this stuff

physically kinda difficult to put on, it's a bit of a workout for me

itchy (especially if you overstretch the tape, try not to do that)

what goes on must come off 🥲 and removal is kind of a pain in the ass because oil is messy and you really have to give it enough time to soak

need to be patient & careful so skin doesn't get damaged in removal

if you damage your skin you have to give it time to heal, no taping for a while

I am quite new to trans tape, literally this is only my third time wearing it as I write this. My first two attempts were pretty rough (application and removal) but I'm starting to get the hang of it and it's becoming less of an Ordeal as I get used to it. there are definitely some less than ideal factors to keep in mind with using this method, but I've found that for me, the positives vastly outweigh the negatives. when I get better at using this, I plan to make it my primary containment method. I know a lot of folks say that using trans tape just doesn't work at all for bigger folks & bigger-chested folks, but that's not necessarily true. I'm proof.

Alright, that's all I've got!

I dont wanna make this a horribly long post, so I'm sure I missed some things but idk this is the gist of it. If you read all of this, I hope you got something from it (or at least don't feel like it was a huge waste of time....) and I hope you have a good rest of your day!

It's totally okay to reblog/reply/interact with this post, just, y'know, have common sense and don't be a jerk!

As I said before, I have photos under the cut to give you a visual for how these different methods look on me & how they might look for you if you're anything like me. Please do not be rude or creepy or gross, alright? alright.

Method #1: No Containment

...........yeah this is what I'm working with, let's just move on and pretend we didn't see this, please & thanks

Method #2: Compression Top (Tomboy X)

comfy & fine for everyday use but I don't love the look. still looks and feels like a feminine chest shape.

Method #3: gc2b Full Tank Binder

flattest results, looks pretty good, but only lasts about five minutes before the tiddies start their constant migration and it gets uncomfy and I have to adjust everything :/

Method #4: Trans Tape

not as flat as I get with a binder, but the goal with trans tape is a more masculine shape to the chest, not flatness, and I think im starting to achieve that even as a noob! my results will probably get even better as I get more familiar with it, but this is already my fave method by far

bonus photo because wearing trans tape makes me happy and i was feelin good:

That's the end-end of the post, so I will once again request that you do not make any rude or nasty comments about me & my body. thanks!

[scamoosh]

oh PLEASE tell me about the persona 5 megamind au

everyone who sends me asks abt the nonsense i post abt ....... i have feelings 4 u

OKAY SO its a bit unorganized bc i never rlly sat down and worked out the details, its mostly just 4 fun bc i like the movie and i thought itd b funny LOL

-obviously goro akechi is megamind.,,, tho instead of being blue he is just goro akechi (maybe w loki's horns or smth to make him look more alien) and when hes disguised as 'bernard' he just looks like his disguise from the jazz club where u ruffle up his hair n put glasses on him LOL. also he still uses the name bernard bc i think thats funny

-akira is roxanne :3c ambitious reporter who v much enjoys the banter between them every time he gets kidnapped hehe and is sooo enamored w bernard bc hes the only other person who seems so invested in the cruel detective prince despite his Villainous Tendencies

-ryuji is hal (ryuji baby im so sorry) but not in like a 'nice guy' kinda way just in that hes the lazy bro whos always hangin around akira.,, but i love ryuji so rather than going mad w power after getting rejected like some kind of dweeb its more of a persona 4 situation where his concern for akiras safety and his jealousy of he and goros (or bernards as far he knows) relationship - it all combines and his shadow self takes over, so instead of being consciously a douche he is just consumed by forces beyond his control 😔😔 and obv snaps out of it after they beat his ass LOL

-souji is metro man lmaoo i think it fits that hed b like a role model n an inspiration to the p5 characters but also opt out of the fighting b4 it can consume him and become his entire life bc soujis character already struggles w feeling like hes living his entire life for other ppl and not for himself :/

-im not entirely sure abt minion.,, i feel like sumire fits better but i didnt play royal n havent watched the entire playthrough so idk her that well ..,, so in my heart minion is ann <33 i rlly like the hc that goro and ann are friends Anyway n i feel like the petty catty megamind/minion dynamic suits them well hehehe

so basically the gist of it is that akira is repeatedly kidnapped by Villainous Detective Prince Goro Akechi and rescued every time by local hunk and hero souji seta, who fakes his own death to get out of the public eye. in the aftermath of that akechi takes over the city but quickly grows bored w the lack of challenge.,, he and his assistant ann decide that ryuji (while kind of boneheaded) has potential to b strong and should b crafted into his New Rival !! but that backfires, as trying to motivate him through the promise of earning akiras interest only drives his jealousy to the point of being all consuming (this is when his shadow self takes the reigns).

akechi accidentally bumps into akira just like in the movie where he panics and disguises himself ( tho i think rather than freezedrying some poor dude its a magic thing idk bc i think its funny if that why his disguise sucks so hard its just bc he was flustered and in a hurry not to b caught so all he could manage was no horns messier hair big glasses) and akira talks 2 him abt how awful it is that soujis gone and that he never even Disliked akechi in fact hed grown rather fond of him after all their flirty rapport and bernard (akechi) has 2 b like mmhmm yeah that guy sucks. and hes caught between sounding indignant bc his pride is wounded and sounding all too genuine in talking abt how much he hates goro akechi LOL😖

ummm they get closer over time trying 2 pinpoint where akechis Evil Lair might be and then they 100% still have that sad restaurant scene where akechis disguise gets all fucked up (i like to think its bc he got so flustered by being kissed that his brain short circuited and the spell dropped for a sec) and akira does the whole 'wtf why did you lie to me why did u string me along was this all to humiliate me?? or worse was this all genuine to you? did u ever think i could love someone like you??' and walks home in the rain especially sad bc hed confessed that hed had feelings for akechi prior to soujis death so now it just feels like its being thrown back in his face Twice smh

akira still gets snatched up by shadow ryuji and cant do anything abt it but not bc its helpless its bc he doesnt wanna hurt his best friend ): he knows thats not him!!! but tldr goro shows up and ryuji gets bonked around bc akira comes 2 goros aid just 2 subdue him not 2 actually injure him! and then he comes back 2 himself and is so sorry and its ok they r besties again :) and goro and akira kiss on the mouth maybe

[thebountyfucker]

Since it's soft cad bane hours 💙 :

Okay but the first time yall slow dance with eachother? You're both on a mission together, had to find a bounty worth alot of money. Yall got info that the bounty would be attending a fancy party. Bane plans that you would both watch the party from the gardens to stay hidden. Once yall see if the target is actually at the party, you'll plan to somehow lead him away from the party and get him. Thats the plan right? So you both are just waiting and waiting in the darkness of the gardens seeing people dance with each other.

You decide to start a conversation while you wait, " You know how to dance, Bane?"

"What?" he replied, a bit confused by the sudden question.

"Do you know how to dance? I mean, you make alot of dancing references. Asking if there's more 'dance moves' for a bounty agreement, saying you'll 'dance another time' when you gotta leave... I mean do you even know how to dance?"

"It's not important," he curtly replied. As if this very topic was stupid.

You smiled mischeviously, a slow grin formed on your lips, "I think you don't know how."

The seasoned bounty hunter turned to you fully, "Does it look like I need to know?" He looked skeptically at you.

"Just admit that you don't know!" Your grin turned into a playful smile. He huffed in annoyance. How can you be asking such a silly question right now? It's not like he needs to know how to dance. Who the hell is gonna dance with someone like him anyway? He crossed his arms as he glared down at you.

"And I take it you do?" he asked, sarcasm fully evident.

An idea hatched into your head. Okay maybe it wasn't the best idea but what's the worse that can happen? Alright, he can shoot you in the gut but what's life without a little risk?

Bane's eyes widened slightly as you slowly stepped toward him. The mischevious grin was back as your arms slowly laced themselves around his neck. He was watching you like a hawk at this point.

"What is this?" he asked, eyes trailing to your arms up to your face. Why do you smell so good right now?

"I'm teaching you how to dance! Just follow my lead, eh?"

Bane considered your offer for a moment. You're willing to not only stand so close to him but dance with him? Is this some sort of joke? We really should be focused on the targey right now. But the target hasn't appeared in a long time... Other than just hiding outside, there isn't much to pass time out here. You're already in a secluded place away from anyone so it's not like word is gonna spread around that Cad fucking Bane is out here dancing with people. Especially with someone as easy on the eyes as you. Wait, did he seriously just think that?

"Gonna leave me hangin', partner?" you asked, a little afraid of being rejected.

Snapped out of his inner monologue, he looked at you square in the eyes. Did they always shine in the moonlight so beautifully? Where did that thought come from?

"... Alright. But say anything about this to anyone an' I'm puttin' a bullet through those pretty eyes of yours," he gruffed.

"Noted," you replied, happy that your offer was accepted. Bane's hands uncrossed from his chest and slowly made their way to your waist. His hands gently touched your body, as if he was afraid he was going to accidentally man-handle you.

You started to gently sway from side to side, in tune with the music from the party that yoy can still sort of hear from this distance. After watching you sway to the music for a bit, he caught on and started gently, slowly swaying along with you. His hands held your waist more firmly now that he was confident in what he was doing. This... was nice. He liked being close to you. You smelled sweet, your hands gently clasped together laid softly against his neck, your eyes stared into his red ones... they were almost hypnotic in their beauty.

You decided to be even more bold and gently laid the side of your head against his chest. His eyes widened significantly at this. He didn't think you'd want to be any closer than you already were. As you sighed in content, he dediced 'fuck it'. If you wanted to get closer, who was he to deny your wishes? His hands moved around your waist, one slightly up the small of your back to hold you. The other arm properly wrapped around your waist this time. He hummed in contentment.

He could get used to this, Bane thought to himself. Having your warm body pressed to his so intimately. He hopes there will be more opportunities like this one... Soft music playing for you both in a garden, where only the moon sees.

But he won't admit that to you.

((decided to submit this to you because its soooo long 😩😩 im a sucker for the private slow dancing in a garden scene in movies. also im not a writer and typed this on my phone so it's not the best 😅😅 but i hope you and others enjoyed it!!"))

((also idk why its spaced weirdly and wont let me edit. srry about that))

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OMG This is amazingggg. I love Soft Cad Hours so much. It's such an honor to have a mini fanfic submitted to me! This was wonderful! Thank you!