#but yeah it was nice talking to her so at least for that im glad i didnt cancel bc i was really really close of not going

[oh-no-its-bird]

HELPPP IM CRYING ACTUALLY IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE THEM???? HONORED TBH????? I love these silly little guys SO much I'm losing my mind over here that u like them enough to write smthn so long ab it, omg don't look at me rn I'm crying

I never thought too much ab Haruka's voice before but tbh now what u described it that way that's just the Official Haruka Voice Take (tm) actually, that is how she sounds now

"I've got nothing better to do, I think she's funny and I want to reinforce her bad habits <3" is so fucking funny and so fucking accurate, this is exactly what is happening in the twins minds actually.

In my notes for their personalities in my notesapp, I just wrote "They're genuinley just the fucking WORST to deal with. Their "I'm going to cause problems on purpose" dials got cranked up to 10 and got stuck that way at birth" which I think sums it up nicely.

I've been writing silly small stuff for them lately to hoard jealously in my notesapp and I think Haru has a genuine mean streak while Hiro is a lot more bark than bite— but also Haru looks and talks a bit gentler while Hiro acts and sounds rougher, so they often give off the opposite impressions. Don't worry Hiro, your brother will do what you aren't strong enough to (crime)

There's all sorts of fun layers to it too, like, considering they're from a clan who tries to shelter it's children— but they're also from the infamously bloody warring states period, who had to bring up their children much quicker and rougher than modern. I think Hiro would have made a wonderful modern day shinobi while Haru is a good example of the inherent violence of the warring states, just buried under good cheer and playfulness. Mmmm phycology,,,

I love their little trio with Shiruka, they are besties and she's also their first real friend their age, while she's kind of but not quite an outcast in her own clan due to her parents poor standing. She's older sibling coded and so tired of their shit but also quietly, perpetually amused by it, which is probably part of why she sticks around. That, plus their clear undying loyalty towards anything and anyone considered "theirs"— a list she's made it on and does her best to reply in kind

They are holding hands and will continue to hold hands together till they inevitably die at ~19 for the good of the village, yippie !!!

At least they'll get to live on in the memory of Hiname,,

Just kidding she dies like 3 years later, whoops!

BUT YEAH THEM !!! I love them so much, I had way too much fun thinking ab just the ecosystem for young shinobi in early konoha.

I have so many more thoughts ab it all tbh, theres no doubt tons of things happening as so many different people and clans settle in to a new normal but I ofc have my focus

I think I accidentally created some sort of little mystery/conflict with my silly meme of Shiruka going "he wants to order break into my clan heirs house" while also stating that she and her family aren't currently in good standing with the Nara main family.

I wasn't thinking ab it too hard when I drew it but now I'm sat over here like "girl why are you helping Haru break into your clan heirs home when you're already most likley on their (or at least their parents) shit list?? Who is the clan heir and why does Haru want to break into their house?? What drama is this??"

I'll probably think harder about it later, I feel like there's potential there

I need to stop thinking so hard ab potential early konoha narrative things bc I refuse to be consumed by it and know I very much will give in to The Voices if I continue

I say that but I'm absoloutley going to continue to think ab them. Actually.

Ough,,, Wolves of the Woods my beloved,,, one day I'll write u,,, one day,,

That said I'm also enamored with Tetsuo as clan heir (someone get him out of there!!!) He's great at it but also really, really does not want the position.

I think when he was younger and Tobirama was visiting the clan, he point blank begged him to take the position— But Tobirama said no, he's a Senju through and through and he's proud to be second to his Anija. A week later, and Tetsuo officially got the title (and maybe cried about it but only just a little and only on the inside)

(Tetsuo is still nursing a tiny grudge over this, though it's lessened slightly since Sakumo's birth)

POV he's in an especially bitchy mood and Tobirama asks him something and he just kind of grumbles, "oh, I'm sorry, are you my clan heir?"

Queue ??????? from like half of those present

He's so cute tho I think he has my favorite design of all of them. He dresses the fanciest for sure— Haruka totally owns similar things (I think the half and half haori is super cute and I want it to be a clan staple) but only wears it on occasions where she needs to, while he's more traditional/conscious of himself and his position, so he dresses like that all the time. He's probably the guy they send to the capital whenever it's necessary and the clan heads presence isn't needed

Random early konoha oc fun fact no one asked for: I have a vague messy fic idea from months ago now that basically amounts to "the Hatake's die before Madara defects to the village, and Kabuto, in practicing Orochimaru's edo tensei in preparation for the final battle, revives them— then manages to lose them in transport before they wake up. Not knowing any better, they flock to Madara to help in his fight"

I love time travel I love drama I love horrible misunderstandings and family/clan drama !!!!!

Uhh take some notes from that:

ANYWAYS THANKS SO MUCH IM SO GLAD U LIKE THEM SORRY FOR MY WORD VOMIT I JUST GET SO EXCITED AB THEM I COULD EXPLODE WITH IT ACTUALLY

Silly, early Konoha lore and oc things drawn while thinking about this post

!!! early konoha my beloved !!! I have so many thoughts ab it, I want to write a fic that's just silly early Konoha things viewed from the perspective of the less important clan members and their everyday lives. I'm aware the audience for that is incredibly small but I have too much fun just thinking ab it to really care!

Ichigo remains the only naruto oc Ive ever actually written for (in one step three steps), tho Haruka has been mentioned in multiple fics of mine now just bc she fills the role of Tobirama + Hashirama's blood aunt that I needed to be filled in my "Kakashi interacts with Tobirama w the knowledge that they are directly related" fics, of which there are now multiple

but yeah, take some silly art and lore comics !! I had fun while making these and will now probably put all these ocs on a shelf where I will not touch them for some more months

[zundely]

Okay so, I've seen one bad Harding take too many and I need to VENT. Some thoughts and spoilers for dwarves and Lace Harding ahead.

Some people made claims that it "makes no sense" that Harding is the character to get the stone-sense powers since she has never given any indication of having any intrest in the Stone or dwarven traditions and... it just bothers me at this point. Like ok I understand some people would rather have Valta or Dagna in her place amd you know what, fair, understandable but let's not ignore that Harding's plot in game doesn't mention and deal with the specific situation Harding is in. Like her being a surface dwarf and raised Andrastian isn't a bug, it's a part of the whole story.

Lace can be the only dwarven person in the room when they learn the true story about the Titans, and when she tries to reach out to other dwarves about her powers, makes and effort to connect to her cultural roots she gets harshly rejected. Because she is not good enough- the Stone literally manifested through her but she is not good enough because she is a surfacer. And it hurts her. It angers her but she pushes it down and moves forward because Harding deal with her anger by not dealing with it. There are also few banters about her being raised Andrastian and how that affects her current beliefs. And I am glad it is there. I am glad they didn't have her just switch to believing in Stone all the way. Because religion and beliefs can be messy that way and it can be hard to let go off.

And to have all that be there im text and still see people say it's not logical for her to be interested in culture she comes from after the STONE STARTED TALKING TO HER- it's a bit annoying to be quite frank. First of all, it would be fine if she took intrest in the dwarves just because of all the things she learn about the Titans and their history. I don't know, I feel like trying to learn more about your cultural roots when you grow up is a fairy common and natural thing. And implying that because she was born outside of it she is somehow less worthy of a connection to it is... it's exactly the shitty thing Orzammar is doing.

I personally find Harding's story of finding connection to dwarven culture and exploring what does it mean for her, and it not undercutting her ties to Ferelden is nice, not perfect in execution but still considering the Bioware's usual approach of "loosing your cultural ties isn't a bad thing actually and people who care about it are loosers" it's at least not that.

I will just end it by saying I also think if it was Varric getting the Stone powers and he would whine the whole time about how it sucks and it's creepy and he doesn't like Deep Roads people wouldn't bat an eye sooooo.... yeah.

[knightzp]

mini point for me for getting out of my comfort zone and socializing today ✊️

[heliosundercover]

Batboys and

how they talk about you

Bonus fic as a thank you for allowing my jason fic to do well 💋

Dick Grayson-

, who talks about you like a goddess walking the earth, loves you more than words. The type to talk about you so much that people doubt your real

 

“My girlfriend is so sweet, guys. Today we went to that one library I like. Guys, have I told you even her favorite book is adorable?”

It doesn’t help that he tends to get caught up in certain details, completely ignoring other ones. No one knew your name until a week into dating.

 

Jason: “If you asked me before, I would’ve never believed him; weve all gone a little insane, but now that Ive seen proof, I'm happy for him. He gets to be well-dick, and she gets to smile and nod, but I swear she enjoys it. They’re weird together.”

 

Tim: “We love Dick. A lot, but we were looking at a wonderful facility that has an in-patient gym in the beginning. But the way he looks at her, I wouldn’t be surprised if she actually did miracles.” 

 

Damian: “At least I believed him at the start. He was smitten and absolutely whipped. I thought it was just like Dick. I don’t know why I, of all people, was the only one that caught it.

 

Bruce: Yeah, I knew she was real. Why would I ruin everyone’s fun? I mean, Dick is a bit. Aloof sometimes… I'm not exactly surprised; he’s not exactly amazing socially sometimes, but with her, he’s extra awkward, and I watched him flirt with men and women. But look, as long as he’s happy, we’re happy for him.”

 

Dick is a completely drunken idiot, with so much training thrown out the window. 

(Can you tell I'm not a fan of a playboy dick😞 im sorry i love a good love stuck man)

 

Jason Todd-

, who is extremely protective of his peace, sometimes acts as if you’re fragile. He was the type to invite you to a family game night where he called a family meeting an hour beforehand, forcing everyone to be on their best behavior. Needless to say, it was awkward, but one uno round later, he realized you fit in just fine. 

 

“I knew my girl would win. She's a gangster.”

boast when you absolutely dominate everyone playing in the game. You never quite beat the cheating allegations.

 

Dick: "I don’t know how he did it, but he found someone who brings out a side of him I haven’t seen in years. No one is that good at uno; naturally, at least, I think she’s a meta. I'm not saying that non-metas aren’t good at uno.”

 

Tim: "You know how in movies the girl animals just have lashes, and how the boy is always darker and the girl will be like a lighter color? It's like she was made for him. I'm glad he found his anamorphic girl, Wolf. But, can I be honest? I think Alfred was telling her our cards.”

 

Damian: "I'm glad Jaybird is happy. He’s definitely earned it. Even if she cheats at UNO, they’re perfect for each other. Hell, the cheating is what makes them perfect for each other.”

 

Bruce: "I'm glad to see Jason happy. The sparkling in his eyes, the boyish smile, is the same joy I saw after he hit me with a car iron and ran off, giggling. I like her.”

 

 

Bruce Wayne-

is proud to show you off publicly. He’s not one to spoil someone, but sometimes he can’t help but pick up trinkets for you. Sometimes you’d wake up to keychains, jewelry, or even clothes somewhere in your shared room. 

 

He tried so hard to be there for you and protect you from his line of work. Some nights, he wouldn’t come to bed at all to avoid waking you. Some nights, if you worried too much, he would send Dick out in the Batman costume so he could be by your side. 

 

"Shh, baby, its ok... Tonight, I'm staying with you, okay? I love you; do you know that? And I know sometimes the risk scares you, but I’ll always be here for you.”

 

Dick: "It's nice knowing Bruce isn’t constantly brooding about it. Well, I knew that fact already, but this is different. I only see a light in his eyes when he’s doing stuff he absolutely loves. Like when he talks to his parents tombs and we pretend we don’t see him.”

 

Jason: "i think that man would come back from the dead more dramatically than I did for this woman. And I waged like 3 wars.”

 

Tim: “Sometimes I see them sitting in the library together in silence. All they do is enjoy each other’s presence. Its adorable”

 

Damian: “Dads earned it. And when I say he’s earned it, I mean he’s earned it!”

 

Bruce isn’t the easiest to be with, but he always makes up for it.

[toxic3mmy]

Star Struck

prompt: you get a message from alex on tumblr

hai lovely peeps <3

this is gonna be a short little book type thing with a few more chapters to come

i hope you guys enjoy!

ps- ill try my best to update this series at least once a week!!!

you mindlessly scrolled through tumblr. yes it wasn’t 2015 anymore but you still used the app religiously. you had a good number of followers, too.

you posted about all the emo and alternative music you were into and not to mention the youtubers who you loved.

your number one favorite youtuber was alexis quackity. you related to him in many different ways. he made you laugh on days you weren’t doing too well. he meant a lot to you, even if you didn’t know him personally and it was all most likely just an internet personality.

still, you found yourself talking about his latest let’s talk streams or even his random tweets. you loved having a community of online mutuals that felt the same way about quackity.

____

halfway across the country, alexis sat cross-legged on the floor of his cluttered apartment, surrounded by a sea of empty takeout boxes and energy drink cans. his eyes were glued to the computer screen, the glow from the monitor reflecting off his square-rimmed glasses. his mouse hand hovered over the keyboard, poised to respond to the endless stream of comments that flooded his youtube channel. his thumbs danced across his phone, scrolling through the notifications that seemed to never end.

it had been a wild ride for alexis since he started streaming games and posting videos under the moniker 'Quackity'. the fame had come quickly, and with it, the adoration of millions of fans around the globe.

sometimes alex would take the time and look through his community of devoted fans. he would use throwaway accounts to simply be unknown for once and just see what there was out there.

his fans were so unbelievably talented. many of them were amazing artists making portraits of him or even writing songs for him. some were even exceptional writers and the fanfiction stories he’d come across were actually pretty good.

amidst the digital chaos, one fan seemed to stand out from the rest. y/n, with her username 'Y/NIsNotHere', had caught his attention with her thoughtful comments and unyielding support. He clicked on her tumblr profile, and there it was: a fan account dedicated solely to him.

her profile was a shrine to his digital persona, filled with meticulously edited gifs, screenshots from his streams, and heartfelt notes about how his content had changed her life. Alexis felt a strange mix of flattery and curiosity. he hovered over the 'send message' button, his heart racing with excitement.

what did she look like? what was her voice like? would she be as amazing as she seemed? with a deep breath, he typed out a simple hello.

granted, he was using a secret throwaway tumblr account so he didn’t expect for an immediate response. and yet, the response still came rather quickly.

Y/Nisnothere: hi! whats up?

emoboy666_: nothing much, just surfin da web. so you’re a fan of quackity?

Y/Nisnothere: yeah im definitely a huge fan. there’s just something about him you know? he’s different, he makes me feel okay

alexis’ cheeks heated up after reading the compliment. he smiled softly as he continued to message you

emoboy666_: i totally get you! it’s nice to be distracted from things

Y/Nisnothere: for sure! so tell me about yourself

emoboy666_: well, im in my early 20s.. im mexican, i love video games and art….. oh and you can just call me A

Y/Nisnothere: well im 21, im also mexican, im also really into all things artsy and nerdy and well, emo lol, and you can just call me y/n :3

emoboy666_: i’m glad we have some things in common! your blog is really cool btw, it’s like a hidden gem amongst the cyber world

Y/Nisnothere: aw thanks! that’s really sweet of you to say <3

emoboy666_: no prob (: so, what are you doing right now?

Y/Nisnothere: oh not much, trying to do homework but getting distracted by tumblr and twitter lol. and u?

emoboy666_: oh same here, what do you study?

Y/Nisnothere: i’m studying art

emoboy666_: that’s awesome! maybe you should show me some of your work sometime

Y/Nisnothere: yeah! id love to (:

emoboy666: me too (:

Y/Nisnothere: (: <3

the two of you continued to message each other practically all night. you were happy to have made a new online friend and alexis was happy to get to know one of his fans.

neither of you truly knew who was on the other end of the phone but you still really enjoyed talking to one another. it was refreshing for the two of you.

you fell asleep with thoughts of your new friend, A

[sluts4matt]

Can you do one where y/n is inlove with nate since she was 14 but she's the sturniolo tirplets little sister and her best friend is in love with nate now she's 19 and still in love with him, she is dating this bot but he's not so nice to her and nate gets mad at him and one night y/n gone to nate while he was in LA and tells him that her boyfriend broke up with her because she didn't want to lose her virginity to him, nate is there for her so she kisses him realizing she betrayed her friend and brothers but nate tells her he likes her back they go on a couple of dates and 8 mouths later y/n loses her virginity to her high school crush meanwhile they have sex y/n best friend comes over and her best friend and her brothers didn't know they were dating till they hear her moan/or nate and y/n feels like bad friend but none of them actually care

SECRET

pairing: nate doe x sls!erika sturniolo

summary: she had hidden her feelings away for years, but with growing up and toxic relationships it was all starting to resurface.

warnings: none

word count: 1631

authors note: a miniseries, whaaat. i am so fucking sorry this took me as long as it did @mssturniolo, next chapter in a few days most likely.

having feelings for your brothers' best friend had always been a no go. or at least that's what the movies always taught me, i found myself loving the trope from a young age, before i truly understood what liking a boy meant.

now i know, and am in fact involved with the same beloved trope of all of my favorite movies.

the feeling was planted when I was fourteen, my mom and brothers brought me to watch a friends hockey game. his blue eyes and blonde curls captivated me basically immediately. of course, i knew about the infamous nathan doe, he had been nick, matt, and chris' best friend since middle school.

i just hadn't had an actual conversation with him until he skated up to our area. nick, matt, and chris had all been freshmans' in high school while me and nate were still stuck in the eighth grade.

he had skated right up to us, the biggest smile i had ever seen, which i had thought was impossible because of the contagious one chris almost always wore. "hey guys'," he grinned, "hey erika," he said, the name falling from his mouth as if he had spoken it a thousand times before.

my cheeks flushed as i nodded and gave him a small wave. the butterflies felt instant and like they weren't gonna go away. the buzzer rang, signaling for everyone to get in their positions.

we watched as nate skated away on the ice, the silver blade of his ice skates carrying him away. "always such a sweet boy," i heard my mother marylou state from beside me.

after watching the game and watching nate score the winning goal, we all made our way out of the arena, nate quickly joining us. he swung an arm around chris' shoulder as he fell in stride beside me.

"you guys did good," i state, ignoring the heat i felt going to my cheeks. "yeah?" he asks, his boston accent thick, and i can tell he wants me to keep talking. "yeah, it was pretty impressive," i say. "im glad you thought so," he replies, and his smile is even wider now.

i feel my face heat up more as the words 'he's talking to me!' repeat in my head. "you guys staying the night?" he asks, turning to the three boys who all looked basically identical.

"can we?" the three of them ask, practically jumping up and down. "of course!" marylou answers, and the four of them start cheering.

my alarm blared, bangs coming from my door. "hurry up erika," i could hear nicks agitated voice, "you're gonna make us late," he continued with a groan.

i looked over at my phone, seeing that my alarm had been going off for ten minutes now. a gasp left my lips as i got up, frantically moving around my bedroom.

i pulled the first clothes from my drawers that my hands landed on, pulling my pajamas off and replacing them. i quickly put on deodorant and brushed my teeth before brushing through my hair. i applied a few layers of mascara to my eyelashes, watching the black envelop them and make them longer and bolder.

i heard nick groan once again, as i walked to my door. i opened it being met with his eyes staring down at me, "what's the point of an alarm if you don't wake up to it?"

"hurry up," chris sang from the bottom of the stairs, "we have to go get nate."

a smile was brought to my lips, before i quickly replaced it. nate and i had gotten closer in the past two years, most of our freshman classes were with each other so we grew accustomed to each other's company.

he always came to our house after practice or games, sometimes he would just show up unannounced to hang out, typically with the boys, sometimes me if they were busy.

he was an incredibly sweet person, he was always helping around the house and never expected anything in return. he was also extremely funny and had a great sense of humor and could make even the toughest situations funny.

"bye mom," the four of us stated, walking out the door. me and nick got in the back of the van while matt and chris sat in the front, matt being the driver.

nick started a conversation with the three of us, one that i mostly tuned out, only catching a few words here and there. the drive to nates house was short, like always.

matt parked by the curb and i watched chris pull out his phone to send nate a text. not even a minute later nate was walking out of his front door, a black baseball cap sat backwards on his head, his blonde hair peaking out slightly.

he wore a grey sweatshirt and black jeans, a bag slung over his shoulder. a wide grin appeared on his face as he saw the car, running and throwing himself into the back.

"morning," he smiled towards us all, scooting in beside me. "morning," we all mumbled, giving tired smiles. "why are you so happy," nick grumbled, leaning his head against the window.

"because we get to go to school, where they'll teach us, and fill our heads with knowledge," he said, grinning. "okay, now the truth," i giggle, poking his side.

his hand grabbed my finger, holding it. a smile stayed on his face, as his thumb grazed over the back of my finger, sending goosebumps up my arms. "i just have a good feeling about today," he answered. "okay psychic," chris joked, not taking notice to nate's hang wrapped around my index finger.

"well im glad you're so happy," matt added, smiling at nate. "are you guys excited for homecoming?" nate asked, looking at us. "no," me and matt respond at the same time, neither of us were one for big crowds and god knew that's what homecoming would be.

chris and nick on the other hand, had already bought tickets and were planning their outfits. chris was planning to take some girl named juliette while nick was trying to figure out how to ask his best friend to go as friends.

no one knew who nate was going with, at least not me. he didn't talk about it much in all honestly, today had been the second time i've heard anything from him about it in a month.

"who are you taking again?" chris asked, turning back to the three of us. "ava," nate smiled, causing my heart to drop. ava michaels was pretty, i had always envied her.

the way her skin looked flawless and clear all the time, her clothes, everything. her eyes were a deep blue color, and her hair was a dark brown color, almost black. her lips were plump and naturally pink, she was known as one of the prettiest girls in our school.

"lock it down bro, we'll be popular forever," nick joked. "it's not a date," nate chuckled, "just friends," he added, causing me to let out a breath i hadn't realized i was holding.

out of the corner of my eye, i could see nate look over at me, though i chose to ignore it. the rest of the drive was silent, except for the occasional joke or two.

when we finally arrived, matt parked the car in his original parking slot, putting it in park before he turned the key over, shutting the ignition off.

the four of us unbuckled and exited the vehicle, following the stream of kids entering the school.

the day seemed to move by in a flash, and i had found myself in the library, sitting next to nate, waiting for the bell to ring so the librarian could tell us what our english teacher had planned.

"did you do the homework?" i heard nate whisper. i looked over at him, his head was laying down on his crossed arms. "yes," i state, already pulling the paper from my bag so he can copy the answers.

i watched his eyes widen slightly, before a small smirk fell onto his lips. he sat up, scooting his chair closer to mine. his knee brushed against mine as he copied the answers, the touch sending a shiver down my spine.

he was close enough that i could smell his cologne, and i had to admit that i liked it. "thanks," he whispered, putting his paper away as the librarian began speaking.

"welcome, welcome, mrs. wilson called out sick very last minute, not giving us time to find a substitute," she explained.

"so instead you all will be working with a peer partner, groups of two, mrs. wilson says she doesn't mind who you work with as long as you're quiet and respectful," she finished, a smile appearing on her face.

"any questions?" she asked, but no one raised their hand. "perfect," she grinned, "get in groups of two," she said.

"hey partner," nate grinned, and the butterflies in my stomach erupted. "hey," i smiled, feeling a blush fall onto my cheeks. "so what do you wanna do?" he asked, his knee bumping into mine again, this time purposefully.

"shakespeare?" i suggest, and he nods, a smile on his lips. "what's your favorite play?" i ask, pulling out a sheet of notebook paper. "romeo and juliet," he smiles, making me smile as well.

"i knew you were basic," i joked, and his jaw dropped. "im not basic," he defended, a fake gasp escaping his lips.

i laughed, rolling my eyes as i wrote the title of the play on the paper. "we could compare and contrast the original play with the movie," he suggested, and i nodded, writing.

"good idea, let's start."

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[diorsluv]

casual , part 1

“ my friends call me a loser ”

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username2 luca’s comment thread 😭😭

→ username56 LMAOO

adamfantilli my country??? 🇮🇹

→ yourusername ur country ‼️

→ luca.fantilli ITALIA 🫡

username43 best hughes sibling confirmed

username20 the guys have no remorse for ethan’s love life 😭

→ username4 wait how do we know they’re talking about ethan

→ username91 i mean it’s pretty obvious when u look at it

mackie.samo as a representative of the gc i can confirm you did not leave him alone

→ markestapa BRO what happens in the gc stays in the gc

→ dylanduke25 no no right we did appoint him as a representative

→ yourusername 😥😥

→ vivianliu clearly i’m not the only one getting screenshots of the convos..

→ edwards.73 who the hell said u were the rep of the gc

→ lhughes_06 WHAT GC???

username68 please just give me one chance, i PROMISE i can do better than ethan

_alexturcotte the view 👌

→ yourusername the view 😮‍💨

username32 drop a closet haul pleaseee

yourusername

liked by lhughes_06, _quinnhughes, and 109,816 others

yourusername i was going back through the old albums and.. 😟

tagged: jackhughes, _quinnhughes, lhughes_06

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trevorzegras the nicest they’ve ever been to you

→ yourusername THIS ‼️‼️

→ lhughes_06 NO WE’RE NICE

→ yourusername name one time you’ve been nice to me in the past five years

→ lhughes_06 i let you move into the apartment when you got into college

→ yourusername BECAUSE MOM AND DAD FORCED YOU TO

lhughes_06 you were an accident

→ yourusername you’re lying out of your ass rn

→ lhughes_06 THINK ABOUT IT, all of us were born 2 years apart but you were only born a year after me

→ jackhughes you had to share a room with lukey because they had only planned for 3 kids

→ _quinnhughes you had to wear boy clothes for the first year of your life because they didn’t wanna buy clothes for you if you were gonna grow out of it in a month

→ jackhughes and mom and dad DID say you were an accident

→ yourusername …

username34 CUTEEEE

username20 HITTING US WITH THE GOOD CONTENT

rutgermcgroarty you were so cute as a kid

→ yourusername i know i was 🥰🥰

→ rutgermcgroarty so what happened 💀

→ markestapa that’s a knee slapper right there

→ yourusername were you two dropped on your heads as babies

→ rutgermcgroarty no but it seems like you were

edwards.73 we would’ve dated in pre-school

→ yourusername no i was wayyy cuter than you were

→ edwards.73 you’re not wrong

→ luca.fantilli barf

→ mackie.samo god ethan you’re like a lovesick puppy

→ dylanduke25 i want to bleach my eyes you guys are gross

→ adamfantilli STOP. PUBLICLY. FLIRTING.

→ lhughes_06 ew ew EWWWW please don’t tell me you’re hitting on my BABY sister

→ markestapa you have no idea 💀 lhughes_06

→ lhughes_06 wait what.

username58 AHHH BABY HUGHES

colecaufield so when did the siblingly love turn violent

→ yourusername when jack bit me on the arm

→ lhughes_06 when she karate kicked my head

→ jackhughes when she broke my new stick

→ _quinnhughes when she started spitting food in my face

→ yourusername I DID NONE OF THAT

username76 luke’s so damn clueless 😭

liked by yourusername

dylanduke25 you look absolutely traumatized in that fifth pic…

→ yourusername the log ride was scary 😞

_alexturcotte i see a common theme of jack being the most affectionate

→ yourusername he still is 🫢

→ _alexturcotte we can see that

→ jackhughes i feel like we’re all equally affectionate

→ yourusername well now you’re just fibbing to fib 🙄

→ trevorzegras we all know quinn hates her the most

→ _quinnhughes WOAH WOAH WOAH since when did we decide i ever hated my baby sis???

→ colecaufield it’s not like you hate her you’re just incapable of showing her any form of affection

→ jackhughes why are we getting family therapy rn

username22 BABY PHOTOS

markestapa how cute (i know luke hated you)

→ yourusername HE DID HATE ME

→ lhughes_06 I NEVER HATED YOU????

→ markestapa there’s barely any photos of you and her together as kids 💀💀

elblue6 your cheeks were always so rosy!

→ yourusername mom 😭

→ elblue6 what? it’s where you got your nickname!

→ lhughes_06 yeah ROSIE thats how u got ur nickname 🥰

→ yourusername shut up moosey 😒

→ luca.fantilli ROSIE???

→ yourusername THE OTHERS WERENT SUPPOSED TO KNOW ABOUT THAT AND NOW LOOK WHAT YOU DID lhughes_06

→ rutgermcgroarty we’re calling you rosie from now on

→ yourusername please god no i’ll do anything

mackie.samo ROSIE.

→ yourusername matthew. 😑

→ mackie.samo would you be willing to mingle with one of my friends

→ yourusername i meannnn which friend 🫢

→ mackie.samo WRONG. FUCKING. ANSWER.

→ yourusername OH MY GOD

username35 jack was obviously the best big brother

username17 luke doesn’t have any pics alone with you what happened 😭😭

username76 jack was definitely forced to be in half of those photos

vivianliu awww remember when we first met and i had a crush on quinn

→ yourusername yeah and i never understood why 🙄🙄

→ _quinnhughes wait you had a crush on me??

→ vivianliu yes we established this a long time ago huggy bear pay attention

→ yourusername and then you liked jack 🤮

→ jackhughes okay we DEFINITELY did not establish that one

→ vivianliu yes we did you just weren’t there

→ yourusername AND THEN YOU LIKED LUKE IN COLLEGE

→ lhughes_06 WHATTT 😨

→ vivianliu luke i literally confessed to you when i was drunk stop acting clueless

→ lhughes_06 WHEN??????

→ yourusername long story short you liked all my brothers but you’re out of their league sooo

→ jackhughes woah woah woah idk abt that one

→ vivianliu 🖕 jackhughes

next chapter notes ) sooo i changed the format up a bit but here’s the first chapter 😈 not sure how i’m gonna want this to end if i’m actually gonna base it off of the song… BUT IF IT DOESN’T END HAPPILY DON’T BLAME ME and ofc just comment, dm, or ask if you wanna be tagged!

[lilybug-02]

The HK comic was very sweet and wholesome and I loved every second of reading it! :3

Also does Dewi give hornet back her thread? Im pretty sure she needs that for silksong when that eventually releases lol

Also to go off on an unrelated tangent/rant, people have been supposedly like up in arms about how "Silksong will never release!" and how "Its taking FORVEVER to come out!" But like.... First of all, its and indie studio. Secondly It was only announced in 2019, which, yeah, was 5 years ago, but with the way people were describing it I thought it was announced like way earlier. And hollow knight was released in 2017, but the way people talk about it makes me think its like a classic from early 2000's or something. Sure, its a good game, but why are people so stuck on the Silksong thing? Like at least you're pretty sure you're probably gonna get a full game when it releases. With other communities/fandoms you'd be lucky to get even an announcement. Like Deltarune for example. Not even Toby Fox was sure he was gonna be able to do it in the first place lol. And if you think 5 years is bad of a wait, imagine waiting for a new LITERALLY ANYTHING WHATSOEVER from Bethesda that isnt the 100th re-re-release gold ultra plus edition of fucking Skyrim again but now on the fucking smart watch or whatever. I'm 90% sure that most of Bethesda's existance as a company has been spent making something for Skyrim instead of working on anything new or original.

Sorry for the random rant btw

Anyways love your art, have a nice day, kay bye imma go die of awkwardness in the corner :)

First off thank you very very much. I am so glad to hear how much you like the Hollow Knight comic. And to answer your question, Hornet allowed Dewi to keep that thread. She gave it to him as a peace offering for helping the bugs get back home and to lead Dewi through the maze like cave. Don't worry, she has PLENTY of thread back in Hallownest.

And regarding the impatience of Silksong. I get it. I am the very lucky few to get into the game NOW. I haven't had to wait as long as the many other people waiting for Silksong to release, and in that regard I am quite spoiled. Yeah, Deltarune won't fully release in at least another 5 years, but I wouldn't want to say I'm morally better for my "patience". Waiting for a game or any kind of media SUCKS. The fandom keeps it alive, but even those can grow stagnant. As long as you aren't harassing the creators or fans of the project, you can be as angry or frustrated or sad as you want. I think it's normal and can help others feel less alone in their feelings as well.

Not to say your points of contention above aren't relevant!!! Patience and kindness are always important to keep in mind with artistic projects. Art is HARD and can be very taxing. I hope I'm not dampening your message. ❤️ Thanks for sharing

[blacklegsanjiii]

Aahh your addition to actually girl sanji was amazing ✨ thank you

Its so funny to have them realising all the way to WCI/Wano, theyre all so silly. ALSO CHOPPER- He's new to the crew and giving them all a check up to get up to date with their physicals and he's all like 'dont worry Sanji your secret is save with me!! I wont tell anybody!!' And sanji thinks he's actually talking about the nr 3 burnmark (hc of mine that judge labeled all his children) so she's very thankful to him

Omg and the ship options... To many possibilities to choose from... Luffy going 'HES NOT A PRETTY BUT SHES A PRETTY GIRL?!!' Literally no fucks given nothing changes but he looveess the clothes and makeup nami gives sanji to wear (the liploss tastes like fruit and the dress fabric is so softt!!!)

Or sanami... Nami feeling attracted to sanji even though she's a lesbian and heaving a sexuality crisis cause is she bisexual??? But no she's still a major lesbian (or even funnier no attraction until its 'stupid guy -> stupid girl??!!!'

Honestly east blue poly would be funny as hell, so many possibilities

Also (sorry im rambling) SHES ZEFFS LITTLE GIRL 💥💥when she left with luffy, zeff 100% threatened the shit out of him (he also did this in canon but with his mind UvU) idk i fucking adore zeff and sanji protective of each other

And lastly??? All the regulars knowing??? Amazing, show stopping, ground breaking. Theyre coming to the baratie not seeing the cute waitress and when asked the staff says she has become a pirate cook of the strawhats

But whenever there's news its always talking about a guy and the wanted pictures are not so helpfull... So many possibility...

Have a nice day! Hope you had/have fun at your con :D

I'm so glad you enjoyed them! Fem!Sanji is fun to write, especially when no one knows she's a girl because how can you not know? She is Zeff's little girl! The dumb brat he gave up a leg for on a rock! She is his pride and joy, and everyone knows this!! Also, I love the idea of the burn mark and the confusion therein for Sanji because Chopper thinks she's trans masc when she's not, she's just waiting for her mom's genes to kick in more. Also the shipping, I agree with East Blue Polycule because you can fit all that in together in one go and no one is going ask questions. But I'm getting ahead of myself and skipping to the regulars first so that I can get some funny scenarios out of my head first.

First, Mihawk has watched this girl grow up and probably saw the fall out after shortly after Zeff butchered her hair. When he asked about it, he gave Zeff the most unimpressed look Zeff has ever received because good fuck he could have just braided it until they got into town? That's all he says about that because Sanji is still upset her hair is gone. Then some years later he's calling Zeff and asking when Sanji changed her gender and Zeff is confused because she hasn't but anyone and everyone are calling her a boy, even that crew she set off with. Mihawk is staring out of his office with the denden with an empty gaze as the greenhaired moron he almost slaughtered on the deck of Baratie is in his castle with one of his fellow warlords first mates and he's having a time but at least that hasn't changed.

Buggy is also probably really confused about 'Black Leg Sanji' and "his feats" and when Garp is arresting him they're debating whether or not Sanji would be a good marine until Garp calls her a boy and Buggy corrects him. Garp is staring down at the clown who looks back and is like 'wait, wait. Zeff's called her "princess" and you never questioned why he would call his son that?' to Garp's non-committal shrug of 'He's Zeff.' which, okay yeah, sure. It's Zeff but Zeff never used it in a derogatory manor. Sanji is quite literally his princess. She is the princess of the Baratie that Buggy used to do card tricks for because Zeff had no idea what the hell to do with kids.

Now onto the hilarity because East Blue Poly would be exceptionally hilarious. They all start dating and Sanji thinks Nami is going through a sexuality crisis because she's a girl where as Nami thinks Sanji's a boy and it's never cleared up. Sanji looks particularly butch because it made her life easier at Baratie, and she doesn't want to ruin dresses and skirts and blouses with cooking or blood. She also just never really wore make up unless Baratie was closed for some celebration or something, when she had a reason to doll up because she was so busy. Also she wakes up and goes to bed before and after everyone else so no one catches she's a girl. I think the hilarious exception of Ace clocking it in Alabasta and telling Luffy he's got the prettiest girl and the best cook wrapped in one is an amazing thing and Luffy goes with it but still asks why Ace called Sanji a girl and Ace is confused now. They never clear it up.

When Sanji is training and everyone is talking about forcing her into dresses Sanji is like 'I don't need to be forced, I love dresses! I just don't like ruining them with blood.' and coming back to Sabaody with a few dresses, skirts, blouses, more fem clothing and everyone is like 'you don't have to wear those if they make you uncomfortable' is sending some weird messages to her so she just doesn't wear them still. For the wrong reasons and everyone is confused. Like WCI when Sanji's in her wedding dress and fighting and mourning the blood on the dress and Luffy and Nami are asking her why she's in one because she doesn't wear that stuff and Sanji says she thought they didn't like them on her and the very quick explanation of 'we thought you were a boy!' is Sanji going 'How?' as Nami complains she had a sexuality crisis for nothing until Luffy asks about him, Zoro, and Usopp; Nami concedes that the crisis wasn't for nothing then.

Nami makes sure she's in a kimono like she and Robin are as an apology because they didn't realize that Sanji was a girl and was just dressing for convenience, she's not a boy and was a princess and she is loved.

Also my con was lovely but I'm so glad it's over.

[runningfrom2am]

all i think about is karma

summary: you and rafe take on a mainland bush party where he knows no one, and you know too many people for his liking.

this can be read as a stand-alone but it's technically a part four to getaway car, big reputation, and this is why we can’t have nice things.

pairing: rafe x fem!reader

wc: 2.1k

tags/warnings: jealous!rafe, highschool au, (some) nondescript nudity, cursing, mean kook!reader, underage drinking, (i think that’s it??)

a/n: hey y’all!! sorry i haven’t posted anything in a little while, i’ve been busy but now im back home and on my usual schedule so there shouldn’t be any serious interruptions for a little while. i missed y’all and i hope you like this! this is what won my getaway car poll quite some time ago so im so happy to finally get it out!

"No, Y/N/N, I'll be fine. I don't want to dampen your week, you'll have so much fun!" Bella insists, adjusting where her phone is laying in her lap while she lays in bed, surrounded by tissues and snack wrappers. She came down with the flu at the worst possible time: right before you were meant to go on your spring break trip.

"It won't be the same without you! I should just stay home, I can come over and we can have a movie marathon or something. That'll be just as fun." You reply, watching her through the facetime camera while you sit at your vanity.

"No. Absolutely not. You're going- and you'll get to hangout with Rafe! It's worth it for me to get all the juicy details after." Bella giggles, sniffling and quickly wiping her nose.

You roll your eyes, rubbing your forehead. "Okay, yeah, but nothings gonna happen- you know I swore that off."

"Yeah, whatever. The two of you, alone, drunk and sharing a tent? Whatever you say." Your friend teases you. "It's actually worth it for me to stay home so you can come back with tea."

"Okay, fine," You agree, not admitting that the idea is very tempting. "But I'm not sleeping with him again."

"No! Of course not." Bella laughs, shaking her head. "But if you did, at least be safe this time. We don't need a repeat of what happened last time-"

"Okay! Okay! Bye, Bella I'll call you later!" You quickly cut her off, hanging up the phone.

Several long hours after texting Rafe the update that Bella wasn't going to make it, you found yourself in his truck on the mainland, driving into what seems to be the middle of nowhere for a bush party you caught word of from some friends you met playing soccer on a local team. You were excited to see them, and meet some new people, but you're honestly so glad Rafe still wanted to go. You'd rather not go alone if you didn't have to.

Judging by the large space in front of you full of various groups of kids your age putting tents together or starting fires around makeshift campsites at the edge of the water, you assume you're in the right place and get to work setting up your own tent off near the edge of the lake.

It wasn't long before the sun started to set over the abandoned gravel pit, and you just finish up when you crack open your first drink from the cooler. "So like... are we actually going to talk to anyone or just hide over here and be weird all night?" Rafe asks as you bring the can to your lips.

You roll your eyes a little and nod. "Well, duh. My friends are coming. I don't know what your plans are." Rafe looks around at that, seeing if there's anyone he might be able to talk to, but he was counting on hanging out with you.

"Wow, you're ditching me?" He asks, reaching into the cooler as well and grabbing a beer. "Cold."

You go to reply with a matching, somewhat snarky attitude the two of you almost always share when you recognize the purple jeep that's pulling in. "That's them! Good luck making friends!" You call back, jogging over to where they parked.

Rafe flips you off as you turn your full attention to your friends, sighing a little to himself as he lays eyes on a group of local boys who look enough like his friends that he's comfortable talking to them.

By the time that the area is lit only by the orange glow coming from the several cooking fires and the large bonfire everyone is centered around, you're already stumbling over your feet with a half-drank bottle of some liquor you didn't bring, and you're not even sure where you got it.

Rafe has been trying to keep an eye on you from a distance, but now he's lost you. He's drunk himself, so he's not overly concerned, but he would just at least like to know where you were. He looks around frantically, trying to keep his cool as the boys around him are laughing about something he didn't care to pay attention to. His eyes land on some figures out in the lake, and he squints to see if he can make out the shape of your hair in the dark. He takes a few steps away to get a closer look, hearing you laughing and shouting over the music coming from an on shore speaker. He walks down to the shore with a smug look on his face, polishing off his beer when he looks down and notices piles of clothes on the shore. Are you naked?

"Hey, Y/N!" Rafe shouts, waving to you in an attempt to grab your attention.

"Rafe!" You shout back, smile never fading as you push your wet hair out of your face. With the liquor warming you, the water feels amazing and so soft on your skin. "Come out here! Come join us!"

Rafe sighs as he finds your stuff, relieved to find only your shirt, shorts, and bra. At least you weren't fully naked in front of all these strangers. He strips of everything but his boxers and grabs your bra, wading out into the cool lake water to you and your friends as they cheer and laugh.

"Rafe! Where have you been?" You giggle, throwing your arms over his shoulders once he gets close enough for you to reach.

"I've been around- apparently I should have been babysitting you ladies." He chuckles, trying to hide any frustration in his tone as he avoids looking at your friends who are just as well clothed as you are. "Put this on, at least." He adds, pulling away from you and handing you the article of clothing, crossing his arms to watch you put it on despite his better judgement.

"Hey! Girls! Come on in, we're going to play chandelier!" One of the guys Rafe had the pleasure of talking to for the last couple hours shouts, and quickly everyone makes their way in to shore.

"Y/N, hey, we don't want you to get sick. Come warm up." Rafe turns his head as he gets his shirt back on, watching as one of the other guys, Jesse, is quickly wrapping you in a small blanket and guiding you up to the bonfire with a hand on your lower back. He scowls at the two of you behind your back, following as he urges you up the small hill and towards the large fire pit ahead.

You walk side by side with the boy, until you can feel the warmth of the flames on your skin where you stop and stand to dry off both your skin and what little clothing you have on. You don't know you're shivering until Jesse is tugging on the blanket around your shoulders. "Here, let me help you warm up.." He chuckles, wrapping his arms around you from behind and draping the blanket over both of you.

"Oh, thanks, Jesse." You say, teeth chattering from the soft breeze. You lean back into him, swaying from the alcohol still in your system and he steadies you.

"Anytime, sweetheart." He mumbles, pressing his lips to the back of your head.

You are well aware of his hands wandering, fiddling with the waistband of your underwear as you have your arms crossed tightly over your chest. You pull your bottom lip between your teeth as you gaze across the fire and your eyes land on Rafe, who's staring at you intently.

You smile and wave at him, but he just rolls his eyes in response and looks away. Is he upset with you for ditching him? In hindsight it wasn't very nice, even if that is the kind of relationship you normally have. If it was you you'd be upset- he didn't know anyone, and he was left to fend for himself, granted; he was clearly fine.

"Hey, Ashley?" You find yourself calling over to your other friend, but she doesn't hear you as your eyes well up with tears. Why do you feel so bad right now? Does Rafe being upset with you really bother you that much? You've hardly felt like this before.

"Ashley?" You ask again, but she hardly glances at you as she's got another boy draped over her shoulder- one who is definitely not the girls boyfriend.

"You okay?" Jesse asks, leaning his head over your shoulder to get a better look at you.

"Uhm, yeah, I just have to go to the bathroom and I was hoping she would come with me." You explain, watching Rafe again as he buries himself in conversation with the two girls standing next to him.

"I'll take you." Jesse offers. "Come on, I won't watch. Swear." He says, already guiding you away and tossing the blanket back to his friend.

You glance back at Rafe over your shoulder as Jesse walks you off into the dark. Just as you look forward again to try and watch your step, Jesse's hand is smacking your butt playfully, making you jump. You laugh it off and give him a shove, but he's grabbing your hand and pulling you in the direction of his truck.

The swing of Jesse's arm to where his hand hit your exposed skin drew Rafe's attention again fully, and he furrows his brow as he watches you stumble away. You were sharing a tent with him and you were really about to hook up with that mainland loser? He quickly downs the rest of his beer and storms after you, fists clenched at his sides after discarding the bottle on a nearby pong table.

"Hey!" Rafe shouts, making the two of you turn just as Jesse backs you up against the side of his truck and starts kissing down your neck. You're confused, but not one to turn down an opportunity like this- especially when you never have to see him again. As soon as Jesse turns his head, though, it's snapped back again with the contact of Rafe's fist into his nose.

He groans and quickly brings his hands up to his face, tipping his head back as blood pours from between his fingers. You gasp, reaching out for him but hesitating, not sure what to do.

"You think you can hook up with any girl who accepts a blanket from you when she's cold? She came here with me." Rafe spits, and you feel your features pull into an expression of anger as you quickly step towards him and shove him back. "What?"

"Come on." You mutter, grabbing his arm and pulling him away from the now bleeding boy. "What the fuck was that about?" You ask, storming back to where your shared tent was in the corner. "Do you think you have some stupid claim over me just because you drove me here?"

Rafe rolls his eyes, stopping with you next to the tent as you drop his arm and turn to face him. "He was taking advantage of you!"

You scoff, shaking your head and crossing your arms. "No, Rafe. He wasn't. Did you ever consider that maybe I wanted that?"

"Whatever, Y/N- don't act like you weren't eyeing me up for the whole drive here."

"Oh. My. God." You find yourself laughing suddenly, realizing what this is about. "You were jealous."

"What? No I wasn't." Rafe replies defensively.

You smile at him cockily, tilting your head and waiting for him to spiral on it.

"I wasn't! I tried to help. That's what I get, I guess!" Rafe throws his hands up.

"And here I was thinking you were mad at me for ditching you. Turns out you were just horny." You smirk, knowing you were just pushing his buttons this time for fun.

"Oh, fuck off, Y/N, you're just trying to piss me off now for fun."

"You're not denying it." You shrug, looking back over to the fire for a moment, seeing Jesse sitting there with paper towel pressed to his nose and a few girls surrounding him.

"You're making it difficult not to be when you’re walking around like that.” He replies, smirking as he looks you up and down.

“Don’t be gross, Rafe.” You smile, dropping your arms from they were crossed over your chest.

He takes a step closer at that, delicately placing his hands on your hips. “You love it, Y/N/N, you know you do.”

taglist: @bookishbabyyy @madelynie , @whore-4-drewstarkey , @slut4drudy , @winterrrnight , @totalswag , @sadfury @fullfledgedemo @rafemotherfuckingcameron , @urfaveluvr , @chenslucy , @hxnnah-397 , @s-we-e-t-t-ea , @tahliac11 , @ragingsammie , @ietss, @dee127

[song-witch]

Wants Manifest As Needs

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff

Word Count: 6,432

Warnings: Negative self/body talk, slight smut, angst, flashback.

A/N: im going bonkers :)

Part One Part Two

Wanda stood in front of the mirror in the small dressing room, a mix of some distraught emotion mixed with anxiousness written on her face. She hadn’t been shopping for lingerie really ever, especially not at some fancy and expensive boutique. But Nat had insisted on it, had told her she deserved something nice and not to worry about it. Of course she was worrying about it.

“You can’t laugh, okay?” Wanda spoke seriously, a no nonsense tone to her voice. She slowly turned her body from side to side, her bottom lip pulled between her teeth and a hand on her stomach. It was weirdly reminiscent of when she had been pregnant with the twins: shopping for a new bra because her old one didn’t fit. She thinks she’d be happy about not having small tits anymore, though it was more of an inconvenience than a bragging right. Plus, she had Nat. She didn’t need to flaunt them.

“Baby, why would I-” Natasha sighed and Wanda could practically see her rubbing her forehead. The brunette said it was a trait of the redhead getting old, that the 34 year old was aging faster than she realized. That had landed her something akin to a punishment. It hadn’t taken her long to find out she wasn’t a fan of edging. Nat, however, was.

“Just promise me. Please.” The brunette bit on her lip harder, trying to stem her sudden anxiety. Nat had seen her completely naked, so why was she so nervous all of a sudden? The redhead had actively encouraged their mall date, had said she’d get some too if it helped ease her anxiety. She had hoped Nat would go first, that they’d have no choice but to go home after because Wanda just couldn’t hold back. Nat had other plans, though, and had said Wanda should go first to get it done with. Wanda wanted to scream at least five cuss words at her.

“I won’t laugh, now let me see.” She could hear the woman shifting in her seat, clearly impatient. She hesitated though. They hardly had sex with the lights on and the fake fluorescents of this store highlighted every single inch of her body. She hated it. Despised it, really. The curve of her stomach, fullness of her hips and thighs. It’s a stark contrast of before she had been pregnant; nothing but skin and bones.

She didn’t want to go out. Didn’t want to open that stupid curtain and for Nat to actually see her. She was glad that they were in a small room separated by a curtain meaning no one else would be able to see her. At the same time, she was basically forced to show Natasha, not wanting to face the way she would be looked at if she ran out. She was sick of pity.

“Wanda?” Natasha’s voice pulled her out of her reverie, blinking at herself in the mirror. She hadn’t meant to zone out. Well, she hardly ever did. It just… happens. She wants to be more in the moment, more present. She’s not sure that’ll happen. “Are you okay?"

“What? Yeah. Yeah, I’m okay.” Wanda wiped the water from her eyes, shaking her head. No, she wasn’t okay. She forced herself away from the mirror, looking around the small space. She knew Natasha was standing right outside the curtain, her hand grasped at it as if she were going to tear it open and save her. She’s not so sure she’s worth saving. Or that there’s anything worth saving.

“Are you sure? You’re quiet.” Despite the hand on the curtain, Natasha didn’t open it, though her fingers twitched. Wanda felt awful. She should be able to try on a bra and underwear for her girlfriend. Her t-shirt sitting on top of her pile of clothes caught her eye and she practically lunged to grab it, pulling it over her head.

“I’m okay.” Wanda took a deep breath before opening the curtain, coming face to face with the redhead. She smiled brightly, hoping the woman wouldn't be suspicious. Natasha smiled back at her, her hand letting go of the curtain to instead cup Wanda’s cheek, effectively grounding her. The woman’s eyebrows furrowed at the sight of her shirt, her lips pursing.

“Did they not fit? We can get a different size.” Her eyes traveled up and down her body and Wanda had to fight the urge to shut the curtain. Logically she knew Nat wasn’t trying to make her feel insecure, that it was her own brain yelling horrid things at her. It didn’t make it any less humiliating.

“No. No, they fit. I just…” Wanda trailed off as she looked down to hide her blush, grasping at the bottom of the shirt. She just hated the way she looked and knew Nat would too and- She needed to stop thinking. Natasha had never once commented on her body in a negative way, despite her own body being, quite clearly, fully matured.

“I guess I’ve just never tried on lingerie, I don’t-” Wanda shrugged, the hem of her shirt being rubbed between her pointer finger and thumb. She wanted to take the damn lacey shit off, wanted to get out of the stupid boutique entirely.

“Hey, that’s okay. There’s a first time for everything, right?” Natasha smirked at her. Her hand covered Wanda’s, tugging softly at the fabric. Wanda knew Natasha’s pupils were dilated, that she was desperate to see Wanda in lingerie. She had only been suggesting the idea since they met.

“I guess so.” Wanda only shrugged, holding the woman’s hand. Their fingers easily threaded together, a common occurrence. Wanda seemed to always be reaching for her hand, needing the physical reminder that Nat was actually there.

“Let's make a deal. You show me this set or whichever you want to, I’ll show you mine and then we get lunch, okay?” Nat’s voice softened, her free hand tracing down Wanda's face. She leaned into the touch, looking up at the woman through her eyelashes.

“What’s the catch?” The student raised an eyebrow, much like the redhead would, looking at her suspiciously. There was always a catch. Sure, she and Nat had been dating for a month and a half, but there had to be some secret side that she didn’t know about. She just had to wait to figure out what that was.

“There is no catch. What do you say?” Natasha shook her head though, a serious look on her face. As much as she wanted to take the shirt off of her girlfriend, she would wait, knowing that Wanda had to have it on for a reason. It was okay though, there would be many opportunities to see the brunette in lingerie.

“Deal, but only if you go first.” And with that they had shown each other a single set each, albeit Wanda much more grudgingly than the older. Nat’s had left very little to her imagination and she had forgotten she still had to show Nat hers, the horniness she had ignored while she was pregnant coming back full force. Wanda’s was not nearly as showing, the panties high waisted and the bra covering a majority of her ribcage. Nat still drooled over her and she had half the mind to stop them from having steamy dressing room sex.

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Wanda felt her heart beat faster as she scanned the menu, worrying her lip between her teeth. Everything was so expensive. Sure, she saved a lot of money by not buying formula, but that didn’t make her rich by any means. She felt bad for how often Nat paid for them when they went out, always trying to offer her card or cash. The redhead never accepted it, though, told her to put it towards college or her nephews as she helped her brother with the twins. It was quite the opposite; Pietro paid roughly three quarters of their rent while she handled the rest and any utilities. He was selfless like that, always taking care of her issues.

“What’s on your mind?” And Natasha was grabbing her attention again. She was still looking at her own menu, barely glancing at the brunette over the top of it. She knew Nat knew what she was going to get, having mentioned frequenting the restaurant numerous times before, and was trying to ease her anxiety. She appreciated it more than she could ever say.

“I don’t know what to get.” Wanda giggled nervously, meeting the redhead’s gaze. Nat had this look on her face, like she knew what Wanda was thinking. It was unnerving at times, just how well Nat knew her. She supposes that’s what happens when you’re in a relationship with someone who actually cares. “I think I’m just going to get a salad.”

“A salad? Wanda, you have to get more than that.” Natasha looked upset. Why did she care about how much or what she was eating? Sure, the woman tended to be a health nut, but that concerned herself, not Wanda. Plus, isn’t the college experience to eat shitty, non-nutritional food? At least, that’s what everyone said.

“I’m not that hungry.” Wanda shrugged, fiddling with the menu. The only way she could describe the restaurant was as a family owned, more expensive Olive Garden. She remembers how often she and Pietro would beg to go there as kids. They didn’t get to until they had their own jobs. And no parents. That part hurt.

Their server came before either one of them could say anything else, a girl who was definitely in college. Wanda wondered if she had ever been in a class with her or if Nat had taught her before. She was always scared that someone would see them together and would tattle, but Nat had reassured her that there were manys excuses they could use. It didn’t make her any more confident. The girl was asking what she would like and, before her mind could comprehend, Nat was ordering for her. The waitress was leaving before she could say anything, some pasta dish written down instead of what she was supposed to order.

“Nat.” Wanda whispered harshly under her breath, leaning forward in the booth. She glanced around to make sure no one was listening to them, anger flaring in her chest. She had wanted salad for a reason. Why Nat wouldn’t order it was beyond her.

“I don’t… I can’t afford that, Nat, you know that.” Venom coated her words, a tone she hardly used. She was beyond upset right now. Natasha knew how little she made. Knew she spread herself so thin that oftentimes when she’d go over, she would end up falling asleep.

"Wanda. It’s okay. Don’t worry about it, alright?” Natasha shook her head, taking the brunette’s hand. Nat had money. Nat knew she had money and actively tried to spend it on Wanda no matter the situation. Wanda had jokingly called her her sugar mommy and Nat had only smirked and tried to buy her clothes. It had flattered her early on; Nat paying for dinner, for her coffee, for lunch. As their relationship grew, Wanda had very quickly realized that Nat downright refused to let her pay, even for something as simple as a drink at the gas station.

It had started to irritate her. She wanted to buy things for Nat. Wanted to spend what little money she had on her boys and Nat. She has started making little gifts, small thank yous whenever she came over. It was often some sort of candy or flower or something for them to try or do together as her own form of payment.

“Why?” Wanda pursed her lips. She was genuinely asking. She wasn’t worth spending money on. Sure, she can excuse dinner here or there, and even then she was trying to pay the next time or for her own meal. Natasha fought to spend money on her.

“Why what?” Natasha was confused. Wanda almost laughed. The question was simple. She sighed before rubbing her face, fixing the woman with a look.

“Why do you keep doing this? You…” She gestured to the space around them. Wanda dropped her head into her hands, groaning as she couldn’t formulate a sentence. There were so many things buzzing through her head, she wishes that Nat could just read it for once. “You buy me stuff and don’t expect anything. I don’t… I can’t repay you, Nat.”

"Because I want to, Wanda. Money doesn’t matter to me, okay? Besides, you need to eat an actual meal.” Natasha gently pulled her hands away from her head, smoothing her thumb over the tops of them. It was a practiced move, something so little yet meaningful. She shrugged as she spoke, knowing Wanda couldn’t argue with the fact.

She had a bad habit of not eating breakfast, something Nat picked up on early in their relationship. When questioned about it, Wanda only shrugged and explained that her stomach hurt when she ate before a certain time. It wasn’t a lie, though she failed to mention the part about growing up poor, that they didn’t have food for breakfast for a reason.

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"So, do you want to tell me about what happened on Wednesday?” It wasn’t until their food had come and they had filled the space with small talk that Nat dropped the question, cutting into her chicken. Wanda choked on her food, harshly coughing into her elbow. She had been waiting for it, had been waiting for Nat to ask all week, yet hadn't expected mid-bite.

“What do you mean what happened?” Wanda briefly glanced at the woman. She didn’t look mad or even upset, just curious. Maybe a little confused. Hell, even she herself was confused by what had happened. Before she had had the twins, she hadn’t had an anxiety attack in years. She figures it was because she wasn’t allowed to. Pushing that thought away, she had barely made it to the bathroom before she had broken down, hardly pulling herself together before going to class.

“Wanda. Neither of us are dumb.” Natasha set her fork and knife down and Wanda knew that meant business. She had the look on her face that she kept on in the classroom; a look that Wanda had seen when students were acting up. She never thought that look would be directed at her. It made her squirm.

“Nothing happened, Nat. I don’t know what you’re expecting.” Wanda sighed, twirling her fork around her pasta. She wasn’t hungry anymore. She didn’t want to be there either. She wanted to go home with her babies and pretend that the last week hadn’t happened. Pretend her and Nat were happily married and that the twins were hers and holy shit. She wanted Nat to be their mom. Wanted to stop pretending they were Pietro’s, wanted Nat to know they were hers.

“I just want to know what Agatha was talking about. You dropped out?” Natasha was eating her food again, which was a good sign in Wanda’s eyes. She was no longer looking at her like she had done something wrong, her face returning to her normal stoic expression. Sometimes, she didn’t know which was worse.

“No, I-” Wanda cut herself off, exasperatedly sighing. She hadn’t dropped out. She withdrew from Agatha’s class, had the twins and was going to school again. It’s not like she wanted to withdraw from her class, far from it if she were being honest. She rolled her eyes. “Dr. Harkness was being dramatic.”

"Oh-kay? So what happened?” She really hated how often Nat asked questions sometimes. What did she expect dating a professor with a doctorate? It wasn’t her first rodeo. Except, they hadn't dated. Were only friends with benefits. Not friends. Fuck buddies? No, that was too vulgar. People who occasionally had sex together that meant something but neither were committed? Whatever they had been didn’t matter anymore.

“I-” Had twins. Wanda set her fork down, pushing her hair out of her face before rubbing her eyes. The only person at her college who knew about the twins was her advisor, and even that was because she knew that, realistically, she’d be giving birth within a month of finals and would more than likely fail. Not to mention issues she had with a certain… someone in one of her classes.

“Things happened with Pietro and-” My ex, her mind screamed, and she wished she could turn it off permanently. Wished she could stop thinking about him. She shook her head, biting her lip. She was lying again. She hated how much she lied. But she knew Nat wouldn’t want her if she told her the twins were hers. She was 19. Who wanted a college sophomore with a life full of baggage and twin newborns. “-And I had to withdraw. It wasn’t a choice.”

“But she said you were looking better, did something happen to yo-” Natasha shook her head, her eyebrows furrowing. Wanda’s story didn’t make sense. Why would Agatha say Wanda was looking better if something had happened to Pietro? Unless Agatha didn’t know Wanda had withdrawn. That would make sense.

“I don’t want to talk about it. Please.” Wanda looked down. She didn’t want Nat to look at her. Didn’t want the woman to look at her with pity. She loved Nat, craved her at the most inconvenient times, but couldn’t tell her the simplest thing.

“Okay. Okay, we don’t have to. Whatever it was, is better now, right?” Natasha was reaching for her hands before she could say anything, rubbing her knuckles. Wanda wanted to pull away, wanted to break down and tell Natasha every shitty detail of her life and for Natasha to just hold her, tell her everything was going to be okay. That they’d be okay. She could only want, though.

“No. Yes. I don’t know. It’s… complicated.” It wasn’t complicated though. Her ex was a shitty person, she had the twins, had somewhat of an affair (if you could even call it that) and was now dating Nat. She didn’t know or really care about what happened with her ex, had disappeared after the whole hospital fiasco, hadn’t texted her in three months.

“I’m here if you need anything, Wanda. You’re not alone anymore.” Natasha smiled softly, squeezing her hands once and pressing a kiss to them before pulling away, resuming their lunch. The rest of their date went on without any further bumps, well, not counting the every date struggle of Natasha paying while Wanda argued that she should. They had parted their ways at the exit, a single kiss of a promise that they’d see each other soon.

Wanda had gone home to feed and play with the twins, spending time with them after her morning out. She had given Pietro her leftovers, more than half of the dish in a takeout container tossed his way. She stayed until nearly 7pm, her duffel bag packed and ready to spend the night at Nat’s. She kissed both of her boys goodbye, pumping before leaving so the boys had enough to last them through the next day.

She was hardly in the door before Nat was kissing her, using her to shut the door. She doesn’t think she’d ever get sick of this. Doesn’t think she’ll ever get sick of Nat. Ever get sick of her lips. And legs. And hands. And fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. “Baby.”

“You looked so good in that set.” Natasha stopped for all of two seconds to look at her, before trailing her lips down the brunette’s neck, her thigh raising between the girl’s. Wanda moaned, letting her head fall back onto the door. The redhead was sucking spots into her skin, her tongue cold against her heated skin.

“Bed.” Wanda gasped, grinding into the woman’s thigh. She had initially thought their night would have consisted of a movie and Wanda cooking dinner, a nice, relaxing evening after a stressful week. Clearly, Natasha had other plans. Not that she wouldn’t be relaxed after their night.

Natasha’s hands wrapped around her thighs, urging them around her waist before she was lifting up. Wanda practically squealed, dropping her bag in favor of wrapping her arms around the woman’s neck. As much as she would have loved to have sex then and there, she preferred Nat’s bed. Neither of them wanted to deal with the back pain in the morning.

“You’re lucky we didn’t fuck in that store.” Natasha smirked against her neck. She was right. Wanda had nearly bust on the spot when she saw Nat, keeping her hands in her lap as the woman modeled for her. Wanda could only hope she looked as good as the woman in fifteen years.

“You would’ve gotten us kicked out.” Wanda grasped the woman’s hair, pulling her head back. She knew her pupils were as blown as the redhead’s, possibly even more.

“Would’ve been fun.” Natasha smirked and it only made Wanda want her more. Her body was pushed onto the mattress, Natasha on top of her, pulling her shirt off with no hesitation. Her chest heaved as Natasha cupped her through her bra, arching her back. “So pretty for me.”

The words had her absolutely soaked. She was tugging at Nat’s shirt, desperately trying to get it off. Natasha had that cocky smirk set on her face, brushing a thumb over her nipple before she could complain. It had her moaning, tugging even harder at the redhead's shirt.

“Please.” Wanda begged. She had never been against begging and even if she was, Nat made it so easy. She wanted Nat so bad. Needed her. She can’t think about anything but the woman, her brain short circuiting.

“Please what?” Natasha squinted at her, her eyebrows raised. It sent more flutters through her stomach. She continued to play with her tits, pinching and squeezing and tugging lightly on them. Wanda was cursing through a breath. She was so fucking sensitive. Nat knew that and used it to her advantage, teasing her more often than not.

“Let me see you.” Wanda whined, tugging yet again. Natasha obliged with her request, easily pulling her shirt over her head and tossing it to meet Wanda’s on the floor. The brunette couldn’t help but ogle. She was so desperately in love with every part of the redhead’s body. Maybe even the redhead herself. The thought had her lunging forward, reattaching their lips.

“Someone’s eager.” Natasha mumbled, swiping her tongue against the seam of the brunette’s lips. Wanda moaned into her mouth, allowing the older woman access. Nat’s hand unhooked her bra, one still grasping at the soft mound, the other pulling the material away from her.

She ground her hips into the brunette’s, smirking as another moan was pulled from her lips. The professor bit her lip before scaling down her body, sucking harshly at the soft skin of her breasts. Wanda arched into the touch. Before she knew it, Natasha's lips were trailing down her stomach, fingers tugging her leggings and panties down in one go, her mouth following. She was panting as she laid there, her body practically shaking at the thought of what was coming next. Quite literally coming next.

Nat was kissing her way up her legs, stopping at her knee to nip at the skin there, reveling in the way Wanda pulled back just slightly. The back of her knees were ticklish and she couldn’t resist. It only lasted a moment, though, before she was kissing and nipping her way up again, biting at the apex of her thighs. It sent a tingle down Wanda’s spine. She thought Nat would continue her way up like normal, that they’d make out before one of them put the strap on. She didn’t continue up like normal, however, and was licking a long line up her vulva.

“S-stop.” Wanda gasped, gently but urgently pulling at Nat’s soft curls. She felt like her heart was going to beat out of her chest and that her lungs were going to explode, panic coursing through her body. Her muscles spasmed, her legs closing and arms pulling up, desperate to get Nat away. Something between whines and gasps left her mouth, her body shutting down.

“Wanda, hey, hey calm down.” Natasha pushed herself off of the brunette, wincing slightly at the sheer force Wanda was using to pull her hair. She had never seen her so panicked, except for maybe in her office with Agatha, but even then, she hadn’t had a look of pure terror on her face.

“Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.” Wanda shook her head, still grasping at the woman’s hair. She couldn’t see Nat anymore, instead being replaced by a head full of dark hair and anger. He was mad at her, beyond pissed that she had even entertained the idea of him going down on her.

“No, no, I’m sorry. Plea- I’m sorry!” She was absolutely petrified, unable to move as he slowly crept up her body. He was going to hurt her. Again. She couldn’t let that happen. She had the twins now. He couldn’t win again.

He didn’t say anything as he climbed towards her face and she almost thinks thats for the better. Thinks she would rather die than hear him say something about how much of a slut she is and how she didn’t deserve to be a mother. She was inclined to believe him. She squeezed her eyes shut as he got closer, yet she could still see him, still feel his rough hands against her body.

“Please don’t.” Wanda whispered, desperately trying to stop her tears. He hated when she cried. Said if she wanted to be a little bitch, she could go home. She didn’t have a home. She only had him. And he knew that too. Knew she had nowhere else to go and no one to turn to. And he would always use it against her.

His hands were wrapping around her throat before she could say anything, forcing her down against the bed. She gasped as her airway was cut off, her eyes popping open in surprise. She tried to take in a breath, struggling against him as she was unable to, shaking her head once again. She couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t breathe and he was going to kill her. It sent another wave of panic through her body. Her boys. He was going to kill her and take her babies and-

“Wanda!” And she was pulled back to reality, gasping as cool water hit her face. She curled onto her side as she started coughing, arms curling around her stomach. A hand against her back had her flexing away from it, gasping through her coughs. “Hey, hey, you’re okay, you’re okay, Wanda. It’s just me.”

“Nat?” Wanda blinked her eyes open, eyes trailing up the redhead’s body in slight confusion. What happened? She felt woozy, like she could throw up any second. Nat’s hand disappeared from her back, instead threading through her sweaty locks. She leaned into the touch.

“Yeah, it’s me, sweetheart.” Natasha smiled sadly at her, brushing the wet hair out of her face. It vaguely occurred to her that her hair was a mix of sweat and cold water. It made her realize how cool her chest was all of a sudden, a stark contrast to how hot she had been moments earlier.

“Why am I wet?” Wanda murmured, delicately touching her forehead. Sure enough, as she pulled her hand away, droplets of water followed, dripping onto her chest. It pulled her attention down, registering the fact that she was very much naked. It was instantaneous how she curled around herself even tighter, wrapping her arms around her breasts and stomach.

“You were freaking out. Nothing was working so I went with water and well, you know what happened from there.” Natasha looked sheepish, her hand being removed once again in favor of placing a towel over the brunette, her free hand dragging the comforter over her body. First the water and now a towel. Where was she getting stuff? The bathroom, her tired mind supplied.

“Oh.” Wanda mumbled, her eyebrows furrowing. Natasha stood and walked towards the closet and Wanda had to suppress a whine, not wanting to be alone. The feeling of danger still rang through her head, a gross tightening still in her chest. It felt like he’d appear at any moment. That it wouldn’t be Nat coming out of the closet, it would be him. The thought made her shudder.

But the redhead was walking back into the room seconds later, a pile of fabric held in her hands. It sent a wave of relief through her body, her chest loosening just slightly. Natasha sat on the edge of the bed, holding the clothes in her lap. She wrung them out, briefly holding them in the air for Wanda to see before laying them out on the bed.

“Here, sit up.” Nat helped her up, letting Wanda keep her arm wrapped around her towel. A shirt was being pulled over her head, the redhead silently guiding one of her arms through the hole and then the other, pulling the top down over the towel and to the top of her comforter. A sweatshirt was guided onto her as well before the towel was pulled away, Wanda’s body remaining covered the entire time.

“Thank you.” Wanda spoke softly, a certain apprehensiveness to her tone. It was accompanied by a blush. She felt vulnerable and insecure, not even able to put clothes on herself. She wasn’t complaining about the fact that the clothes were Natasha’s, though, the scent of sandalwood and fabric softener washing over her.

“Lay back.” Nat didn’t react to her, instead urging her to lay down, one hand supporting her back while the other pushed her shoulder back. Wanda easily obliged, sighing softly. More clothes were held in front of her before being laid out, Nat waiting for her eyes to meet hers to talk. “Can I touch you to put these on? I won’t look.”

"Y-yeah.” Wanda swallowed thickly, nodding her head. She didn’t know how that was going to work, but she trusted Nat to figure it out. Before she could even try to think, the redhead was standing, flipping the comforter over her ankles. The sudden change in temperature had her shivering, a small smirk pulling at Natasha’s lips.

“Sorry, baby.” Nat pressed a kiss to her ankle, her breath hot against her cool skin. Wanda breathed a sigh through her lips, forcing herself to relax against her pillow. The thought made her blush. Her pillow on Nat’s bed. It made her heart swell. She hardly paid attention as the woman slid a pair of panties up her legs, barely touching her body. It made her heart swell even more. “Lift your hips, love.”

The term of endearment made her stomach flutter, though it clearly slipped past the woman’s lips without a second thought. That made it even hotter, if anything. She whined as she raised her hips off the bed, Nat sliding the garment past the curve of her ass and settling them on her hips. She carefully slid the tip of her fingers in the waistband, easily sliding them around her body to make sure it wasn’t twisted anywhere.

“You doing okay, baby?” Natasha was back by her face, gently pushing her hair back once again. It was so intensely intimate, the way that Nat didn’t hesitate to take care of her. Wanda loved it. Loved her. Holy shit. She loved Natasha. Truly, genuinely loved her. Fuck.

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m okay.” Wanda tried to shake the thought away. If she hadn’t been so shaken up about what had just happened, she thinks she would’ve taken Nat on the spot. Not thinks, knows. Instead, she laid there in her daze, barely aware of the redhead’s hands on her body.

“Up.” She was lifting her hips without a second thought, the softness of the woman’s sweatpants comforting her even further. Nat made sure the elastic wasn’t twisted once again, pressing a kiss to her forehead before tugging a pair of socks over her feet. “Good job, sweetheart.”

Wanda keened at the praise. She pursed her lips, humming as Nat took the hint and pressed a kiss against them. She loved Natasha’s lips. Wanted to kiss them forever. The woman laid a multitude of kisses across her face, not stopping until she deemed the entirety of her face covered.

“Let’s get out of this wet spot, yeah?” Wanda had forgotten about the water and cringed. She hardly nodded before Nat was tugging her to sit up, easily maneuvering her across the bed and into her arms. Smooth, Wanda thought.

The brunette easily cuddled into her frame, sliding her head under the woman’s chin and wrapping an arm around her waist. Natasha held her close, pressing kisses along her forehead and brushing her hair. This is why you love her. Wanda’s heart leapt at the thought. They laid there for what seemed to be hours, decompressing after the unexpected.

“What happened?” And for what seemed like the upteenth time that day, Natasha wanted to know why she was so fucked up. Why she couldn’t go through her day like a normal person. Her tone was soft, though, like she expected Wanda to not answer.

“I don’t… I don’t know.” Her tone was just as soft, accompanied by confusion. It was the truth. She didn’t know what happened. Nat was kissing her one moment and the next… the next she was being choked by him. The thought sent shivers down her body and she curled into the redhead.

“Was it something I did?” Natasha pushed her chin up, forcing their eyes to meet. She was so genuinely concerned it made the brunette want to cry. Except, she had already cried enough that night and didn’t want to anymore. It was embarrassing. She knew it was because of how fucked up her hormones were, but it didn’t make it any less humiliating.

“No! No, I just…” Wanda trailed off, blushing as she didn't know what to say. It was hard to look away. They both wanted to know why she freaked out so suddenly. It had never happened before. Why now? She was tempted to leave it at that. To say she didn’t know and call it a day. She had an idea as to why though and was blurting it out before she could stop herself.

“He never-” Wanda cut herself off with a nervous giggle, her lips quivering. She knew Nat would never make fun of her for it, theoretically, at least, but she couldn’t help but feel embarrassed about it. He had eaten her out once, and it didn’t even count because he was drunk and it was no more than a warm-up for him to sloppily fuck her before he passed out. It had been discovered early on that faking her orgasm was the only way she would get him off her case. He had declared the next time he was thrusting into her that neither of them had liked it and that it would be a waste of his time. Thus marking the first and last time Wanda had ever been eaten out.

“My ex never did… that because neither of us liked it and it doesn’t matter that I don’t like it, but I don’t want you to do it because you won’t like it, either.” Wanda covered her face as she spoke, muffling her already high-pitched and hurried words into something unintelligible.

“Woah, woah. Wanda, slow down.” Natasha reached to pull her hands away, gently holding the brunette's wrists between her own hands. Her face was flushed a bright red that traveled down her chest as her breath heaved, clearly embarrassed by the revelation.

“Hey.” Nat let go of one of her wrists, allowing it to drop onto her stomach in favor of brushing her hair out of her face, trailing her hand down her face to cup her cheek. Wanda could hardly see the woman with how glassy her vision had become, a new set of tears threatening to shed, no doubt.

“I wouldn’t have done it if I knew you didn’t like it and I’m sorry for not asking beforehand.” Natasha spoke softly, stroking her cheek as she did so. Wanda’s eyes traveled along her features, scanning for some sort of insincerity on her face, only to find none. It was both confusing and comforting. “As for me not liking it, well, let’s just say I wouldn’t have done it if I didn’t like it either.”

Wanda laughed half heartedly at that. She sniffled as Nat brushed the pads of her thumbs under her eyes, swiping at imaginary tears. The brunette’s eyes fluttered shut, relaxing further into the woman’s hold. Her body felt like jelly, her brain working at a pace far faster than she was able to process in the moment.

Natasha didn’t say anything else, instead reaching to turn the TV on and pulling the comforter snuggly around them. It was a position they found themselves in often, mostly after sex, but also after a nice day or night where both of them are exhausted. It was nice. Being held in someone’s arms without any ulterior movement.

“I’m sorry I ruined the mood.” Wanda’s voice was quiet, spoken in that soft, timid timber she uses far too often in Nat’s opinion. Had they not been so close together, Nat thinks she wouldn’t have heard her. Natasha shook her head.

“You didn’t ruin the mood, love.” She spoke just as softly, letting the fleshy part of her palm near her thumb rest against her cheekbone. Wanda could hear that her heart was steady, nowhere near as fast as her own was beating. She thought of how a nurse had explained to her that that’s why her twins loved to be held, that they could feel her heart beating like they had when she was pregnant and it comforted them. She wondered if it was the same with adults.

“Okay.” Wanda whispered, sinking further against her chest. She felt safe. She hadn’t felt that in a long time. Maybe Nat could protect her. She’s not sure against what, but the thought warms her heart. It’s the last thing she thinks of before she falls asleep, just how much she loves the woman. Maybe she did need her after all.

[ask-frater-imperator]

// now that I'm able to post spoilers, here's my thoughts on rite here rite now a few hours after I saw it.

First: a little context.

I went with my mother, my ghestie and my best friend who knew nothing about ghost besides the ranting she heard from me weekly.

They will probably be seeing this- so I'm not going to expose their accounts or anything.

With that, here were my thoughts:

.

The post credit scene and mummy dust is just

Implanted into my head now

Mummy dust bc me and my friends went batshit crazy hearing and watching it

I LITERALLY PREDICTED KISS THE GO-GOAT

I'm like "oh yeah they better do kiss the go-goat I need to see that live." THEN THE INTRO STARTS

I had my ghestie friend and another of my friend that had no idea of any of the ghost lore

But

WE CONVERTED HER!! /j

I really hope they make a DVD version or something bc i would sell my soul for it

I'm kinda disappointed they didn't use the boxer fit for anything much..

TOBIAS THREW US FOR A LOOP BC WTF

We all saw copia get on the hot air balloon and is like WAIT WAIT FUCK. NO. NO. and then he wakes up

Seeing his mother die

Also if the new guy isn't terzo I

I may just die

Bc

WHO ARE THEY GONNA PULL OUT THEIR ASS AGAIN JUST LIKE

OH YEAH THEY EXIST NOW

NO WONDER TOBIAS SAID NONE OF THE OTHER PAPAS MATTER, MF COPIA IS THE HEAD OF THE MINISTRY NOW-

When the post credit ended everyone in the theater was like please wait, no-

AND ALL YELLED IN ANGER

honestly so funny and ppl were so nice

I don't like I've ever met a rude ghost fan tbh AND I DONT PLAN ON IT!!!

.

And my thoughts after reading it again:

I honestly don't mind if the new papa isn't terzo, Yes, his album is my favorite with many good songs, but if the theory isn't right then oh well

There is a confirmed DVD and digital release. Just no idea when I will be getting the DVD, and I will be passing it down for generations to see/j

Me, my ghestie and my clueless friend were all holding hands for at least 3/4th of the movie, the reason I will remember mummy dust the most is because me and my ghesite went feral.. and my other friend was, well, clueless. TOBIAS LET MARY GOORE THE FUCK OUT. FINALLY!!!

The shirt I wore was literally copia being crucified with a crown of thorns, I WAS EXPECTING HIM TO DIE. but, I am very glad he didn't, I'm honestly stoked because now he does have the power he wanted, and I can totally rp that..

(The shirt I wore)

When mummy dust was done, we were all simping for copia.. (pls dont judge us. We are just little guys../j)

I had to hold back a scream when the mummy dust solo started, I love the ghoulettes..

I was so sad when copia was like: "no, no, no encore." Bc I really wanted to hear kiss the go-goat (it was one of my favorites when I first got into ghost)

THEN RAIN SPOKE. IM SORRY??!?!

Then I said over to my friends something like: "Yeah, i need them to do an encore.. NEED to hear, kiss the go-goat live, or I will sob." And of course, THE INTRO TO KISS THE GO-GOAT STARTED. Me and my friends and I just lit up with joy, trying not to cry from what I had just said and what happened.

I remember Square Hammer and the midair splits. The whole theater gasped at the same time. At that point, I was in tears for the 273673rd time. I saw copia do the pose he was meant to, and cried even more.

He went to the hot-air balloon, and everyone was silent. We all saw him wake up, and then sister on the floor.

I remember my friend (clueless one) commenting about copias dramatic crying over sisters' bodies. "Oh yeah, that guy knows how to act!" Joking in a good way, I laughed through my tears.

I don't remember when, but when Copia talked about taint tickling, she audibly, but quietly gasped and whispered something as I just nodded.

MARY ON A CROSS WAS BEAUTIFUL. THERE IS NO DENYING THE SCOOBY-DOO CHASE MUSIC NOW!!

It felt like you were there in the audience, like you were right there in the pit. I'm so glad that this movie is making so much in box offices. It was like an unholy experience I will never forget.

[jewbeloved]

Some places aren't what they just seem to be...🩸🩸♥️

Note: Have this horror fanfic as my way of bringing back my spicy fanfics. I'm kinda losing motivation and I have hell (school) on my tail .⁠·⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠(⁠>⁠▂⁠<⁠)⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠·⁠.

Warnings: Murder, bl00D and Knives....mentions of drugs (in the beginning).

Gender: Neutral

💙💚 The Main Four 🧡❤️

You were dropped off to a nearby orphanage by the police after both of your parents passed away due to drug overdose.

The orphanage looked very fancy and aesthetic from the exterior. You wondered what the inside of the building looked like.

When you walked into the building, you were met with a lot of children your age running around, chatting with each other, playing games together, and playing tricks on each other.

You noticed one of the maids walked up to you with a bright smile on her face.

"Hello there dear, are you by any chance the new orphan that we were getting today?". You looked up at her with a blank expression.

"Uhm...yeah, that's me...".

"Well it's lovely to meet you, I can ensure you that you will love it here at the orphanage! What is your name, little one?".

"(Name) (Last Name)".

"(Name)....what a beautiful name! come, let me give you a tour around the orphanage since it's your first time here".

The kind maid showed you every room and area that was around the orphanage. They had a dining hall where the orphans could get their food, they had showers so the orphans could take a bath, they had a library for any orphans who were interested in books.

They even had dorms for where the orphans could sleep and rest up their energy.

You were surprised to hear that there were 40 orphans and 5 maids at this orphanage.

Once the tour was over, the maid gave you comfortable clothes to wear for the day and allowed you to go talk with the other kids.

You spotted 4 boys chatting with each other. One of them seemed to be arguing with the chubby one while the other 2 just watched.

The kid with the orange parka was the first one to noticed you and he waved at you before his other friend in the blue and red beanie looked at you as well.

"Hey, aren't you the new kid?" The kid in the blue and red beanie asked you.

"Yeah, that's me..who are you guys?". You looked at them puzzled.

"Right names, I'm Stan Marsh and this one next to me is Kenny Mccormick...the one in the green ushanka is Kyle Broflovski. And the fatass is Eric Cartman". Cartman immediately looked away from Kyle and at Stan in anger.

"IM NOT FAT YOU GODDAMN EMO HIPPIE!!". Stan rolled his eyes at Cartman's anger towards him while you just stared at the boys with a "•_•" face.

"Alright then...my name is (Name) (Last Name)". They all gave you a thumbs up while Cartman was still pissed off and crossing his arms.

"Mhppmhhhhmmphhhmmmhh". You looked at Kenny with a confused face since you didn't understand what he said.

"Um, what was that Kenny? I'm afraid I don't follow on what you said".

"He said: 'Do you want to hang out with us?'". Stan translated for Kenny.

"Oh...sure!". Your face began to lighten up as you assume this orphanage wouldn't be as bad as the rumors say.

What rumors? No need to worry! those are just said by silly people....this orphanage is perfectly okay!

You ended up spending time with the boys during the "daily activities" the maids gave out for all of the orphans to do and have fun.

You got to know the boys better and they got to know you better as well. You didn't understand why the other kids would call them "problematic". They say that the boys would swear at each other or other orphans, always talking to each other during quiet time, and getting into some fights (Kyle and Cartman).

But you didn't see them do any of those things because they have been so nice and chill around you, but if many orphans were saying it. You didn't care anyways since you were glad you had at least some company instead of going the whole day being awkward while living in a orphanage full of 40 kids in total. (THATS A LOT).

When dinner time came, the maids had all of you dress up in special uniforms for the occasion.

You were confused on why you have to dress in uniforms to eat some food, but you couldn't complain until you see how the food they serve here tastes.

You got in line while holding your trey, the orange-haired maid placed (your favorite food) onto your trey while giving you a glass of milk with it.

Milk at dinner?? I expected to at least get some juice or (your favorite drink).... You thought inside your mind as you left the line to find a table to sit at to eat.

Kyle motioned for you to come over and sit with him and his friends. You sat down at their table and noticed that they all had a glass of milk on their trey as well.

You then looked around to see a few other kids (6 of them) have a glass of milk on their treys too while the rest didn't... was this normal?

"Hey....uhm...do they serve anything else besides milk? or are they just out of stock?". You asked the boys as you pointed to your milk.

"Well, they normally do now because that's all everyone really wants now. You'll get used to it eventually (Name)". Stan said as him, Kyle, Cartman, and Kenny began eating their food.

You eyed your food and milk while glancing up at them back and forth. You signed and began eating your food as well while ignoring your milk for a while.

You heard a little cough from the boys and the other 6 kids when they drank their glass of milk.

You immediately looked up at your friends. "Stan, Kyle, Cartman, and Kenny? are you guys alright?".

They were silence for a couple of secs before they snap back into reality. "Yeah, we're fine it's no big deal really".

You looked at them confused and eyed your own glass of milk, you picked it up and looked closer at it until you..saw that it was...

Spoiled...

Your eyes widened. "Guys! you just drank spoiled milk!". You panicked as they gave you a concern look.

"What are you talking about (Name)? the milk wasn't spoiled it was fresh, did you hit your head or did Kahl jewness aura hurt-". Kyle pushed Cartman out of his chair with him letting out a "OW!".

"But but-! I just looked at my milk and it was spoiled!". You tried to defend yourself you didn't understand why they were being so calm about this as if it was a normal routine.

Before you could say something else to them, the maids have announced that all orphans should go to their dorms to get ready for the night.

"Oh Jesus finally! I get some goddamn fucking rest after so many hours!".

"Shut up fatboy! you barley participated in anything since this morning!". Kyle and Cartman began arguing back and forth with each other as you watched your 4 friends walk out of the dinning hall.

You signed as you got up from your seat and followed everyone else to the dorm area. All of the other dorms were occupied except for the room that had only one bed in it..it looked a little ragged but it was still comfortable to sleep on, it even had a small candle on the nightstand to light up the room.

You took off your uniform and began to change into some nice warm clothes to sleep at night.

"Oh well, I hope nothing weird will happen at night...". You locked the door and climbed into your bed before falling asleep.

After 2 hours, you woke up to some growling noises. You were half asleep as you rubbed your eyes wondering what that noise was. You shrugged it off since you were lucky your room door was locked anyways.

When you tried to go to asleep, you heard a loud scream that sounded like one of the orphans. You immediately jumped out of your bed at the sight of the scream wondering what was going on outside of your dorm.

You picked up the candle that was on your nightstand and held it close to your face, not close to enough to burn you.

What was that scream just now? It sounded more like a scream of horror....

After 3 mins you heard another loud scream and then another following after that one. You were getting nervous and you wanted to know what the hell was going on...if you remembered, people always said the rumors about this orphanage are what happened at night...

You were snapped out of your thinking as you heard some kids banging on your door letting to be in as they cried for help. Your body was shaking a little at their cries.

"PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR!" "HELP US, THERE ARE COMPLETE PSYCHOS OUT HERE KILLING US! THERE'S 10 OF THEM, PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR!". The crying kids continued to beg and bang on your door.

The crying and yelling was soon replaced by stabbing noises and more loud screams. You saw something red splattered onto the glass window of your door...is that...

Blood...?

You were now having second thoughts about opening the door since you were sure that some killer must be inside of the orphanage now...why weren't the maids doing anything at all???

This continued until 27 screams were heard and then the alarm began to go off. Your door was unlocked automatically when the alarms went off.

You heard a maid telling the orphans to run to something they call "bunker". Everyone ran straight to the bunkers immediately.

You ran out of your room as well trying to follow the remaining orphans to safety. As you were almost out of the hall, somebody grabbed your hand while placing a knife near your neck.

You were flabbergasted and turned around to see your attacker, it was one of the orphans except their entire body was twitching like crazy as if they were possessed.

They had a evil smile on their face as they saw the fear in you. Another orphan with a knife in their hand was in front of you, their whole body was twitching like crazy as well.

You were confused, scared, and shocked. You had no need what was going on and why there was suddenly some orphans going completely nuts and killing everyone.

You looked at the psycho in front of you and saw something white dripping from their mouth.

Was that...milk?

Your eyes widened even more as you remember the time you heard coughing from Kyle, Stan, Cartman, and Kenny when they drank the milk after you discovered it was spoiled.

You were sure that the spoiled milk could've given them a bad stomachache, but it seems like it did something else other than that.

You didn't have anymore time to think as the 2 psychos were ready to stab you dead.

That was instantly stopped when you saw they were pulled back and dragged away at the same time.

2 screams and blood splattering were heard at the same time meaning it must've came from the 2 psychos who were trying to kill you. But how? that happened so fast in a short amount of time....

Thankfully you still had your candle and you shined it around until you saw 4 boys which looked exactly like the ones you befriended when you first came to this orphanage...

"Stan..? Kyle...? Cartman...? Kenny...?". You were shaking uncontrollable in fear because so much has happened since nightfall came...

Their bodies were twitching crazily as well. You wanted answers and you wanted them now..

"What is going on here?! why are all 4 of you holding knives and drenched in blood?! I want answers please!!". The boys stayed silent as they look at each other.

"Guys should we really tell them?". Stan asked as Kyle and Kenny nodded except for Cartman who shaked his head.

"No way, they'll just fucking rat us out!". You had a confused mixed with anger expression on your face as you looked at them.

"What are you guys talking about?! Everything seemed normal and happy when I first came here, but now things started to get weird at the diner hall where we were only given "milk" and that weirdness lead to all of this bloodshed at night! You guys know what's happening in this orphanage and I want answers!". You were on the verge of tears while your anger was still showing.

Stan signed and decided to speak up.

"Basically....this orphanage is about survival...we can't blame you for acting this way. The spoiled milk the maids served us is the calayist leading to all of this bloodshed".

"What do you mean? how can spoiled milk be the cause of this?? isn't it supposed to give you a bad stomachache because when things are spoiled it means they usually god bad!".

"That's usually what spoiled things would do, but this milk doesn't work that way. All of our visions went red when drank the milk after we finished coughing".

"You guys make it seem like this is a normal routine!!".

"Duh, because it is. once you drink the spoiled milk the maids give you, you become a threat to other orphans who didn't drink the milk".

"Goddamnit Cartman, can't you be nice to people for once?!". Kyle yelled at Cartman rolled his eyes.

"Sorry, but the word "nice" doesn't work in my dictionary for jews".

You didn't even noticed that sun had already raised up and all of the blood that was around the place was gone and the boys were no longer twitching or had a knife in their hands.

"No...no....this has to be a dream...it has to be...". You sulked down on the floor next to the wall while your hands were wrapped around your legs.

"The rumors about this orphanage...were true after all...but why isn't this reported to the police....? don't tell me the walls of this sick place is soundproofed!". You couldn't hold back your tears as they streamed down your cheek.

Stan and Kyle sat down next to you and wrapped you in their arms as Kenny pulled down his hood to speak.

"Yeah, you could say that the walls are soundproofed and more orphans are coming here every week or so. we pretty much can't leave since this orphanage is in a forest".

"So I can't leave then...I have to spend the rest of my life in this haunted place....". You cried even more.

You then felt 4 other arms wrap around you.

"It's okay (Name), even if we can't leave you won't share this pain alone because we will be there to protect you from the other orphans".

"But that sounds like the only way we can leave is if we die!".

"At least we will die together instead of dying alone..".💙💚🧡❤️🩸🩸💖💖

I have been way to hook up in watching ONE PIECE and checking out WELCOME HOME I haven't had any time to write anything on my blog or my hellpark blog as well. I deeply apologize for my lack of posts everyone, multitasking yourself can become stressful at some point....

[roseworth]

hey <3 heres what i think of every scene that rosenberg has written with rose

disclaimer: most of this is me being very nitpicky. rose was a side character for all of these appearances so obv i understand that its not gonna be perfect characterization. but i rly like talking about rose characterization so this is just me pulling apart her appearances for fun <3

ok lets go

overall

i LOVE the jason & rose dynamic. im not much of a jayrose fan but since its happening im glad that its like this. i love that its so much "rose is excessively horny and jason is giving her nothing" bc its so in character for both of them. shes fucking with him and he does not know how to reciprocate. they r so sillies

HOWEVER. rose would not just hang around him like shes doing. as much as i like that dynamic i feel like he also has to at least sometimes show that hes. you know. interested in having her around. shes just kinda tagging along and i wish there was a reason why she would put up with him never giving her anything, especially since she has a tendency to leave at the first sign of not being wanted

on a completely different note, im a little disappointed that shes wearing her old costume instead of the new one she has in btbatb/kt ravager. i appreciate that shes still drawn like an adult but i rly like her new costume so im sad that she doesnt have it

man who stopped laughing #9

STRONG start. beats up a bunch of cops, then right after she appears she does her stupid flirting thing then immediately says that she doesnt want to associate with the batfamily. queen.

not to mention right before this is my fav failgirl moment where she goes through her whole plan to crash the car and break jason out of prison. then just goes up and knocks on the door

flips the car over then walks up and says "hey its the fire department. open up" and not a single person believes her. i love her

lesbian rose crumbs <3 i still choose to believe shes talking about cass here idc. shes so silly and this was a cute lil panel

so yeah. she was on one page of this issue but that one page was great and i love her

mwsl #10

shes so lame <3 i talked about this moment a lot when this issue first released but i love it. "somebody had all the fun without us" upon finding a body, then realizing someone else was there and just. starts shooting. she doesnt hit anything. she doesnt even know where the other person is.

my big problem here is that she does not carry a gun and pretty much never uses guns. honestly now that im thinking about it this is one of the only times shes ever used a gun on panel (the other times i can think of being: shooting wade off a cliff after her mom died, shooting starfire in n52 outlaws (but new 52 rose barely even counts as rose), and using deathstroke's gun when she was pretending to be him in deathstroke 2016)

shes not anti-gun or anything but it still bothers me just a little that suddenly she has a gun (hence why i fully believe she stole jasons gun <3)

if i want to nitpick, kate should not have been able to hit her. rose should've seen she was coming wayyy before (bc precog) and she wouldnt be knocked down from one hit. i fear we are headed down a path of her becoming jasons incompetent girlfriend but i wont be too dramatic about her getting hit one (1) time

but other than that i thought this was a fun moment of rose getting hit then jason immediately fighting the person that hit her. toxic girlbesties fr

then also her needing to be held back after she gets up so she doesnt start attacking the person thats helping them <3 i love her

mwsl #11

this is a nice issue for her just because in true rose tradition she LOVES to have homoerotic fights with every other female character she interacts with. the kate & rose dynamic was soooo fun i love it when shes mean to people for no reason <3

i did not like this part though. i feel like there are a lot of implications about rose here that are unfair to her character & her place in the dcu. i'll meet the book on its own terms and say that we're only talking about post-52 rose (blah blah everything's canon rn but this book is very clearly not using pre-52 rose lore) but even then? theres no real reason for her to be ducking superheroes or for superheroes to keep an eye on her. shes not a villain or even much of a killer, the fact that shes "staying off the radars" of good guys doesnt make much sense. and the fact that kate knows her and "studies" her (fellas is it gay to study another woman despite never meeting her) implies that rose is like. a threat. shes just kind of around there is no reason kate should know her like that

cute moment! but also it bothers me. i think its fun that she refused to go since its not her fight and she doesnt want to get into a joker mess. HOWEVER. when has she ever in her life passed up an opportunity to get involved in someone elses problem. to me she wouldnt have even delivered the list of addresses without a fight if she wasnt gonna go along

other than her using a gun again (where the hell did she even get that) i like this <3 her showing up and saving manhunter after she said she didnt care what happened is so her. also i just like the fact that she shot joker

gay gay homosexual gay

the rest of this issue is fun <3 just kate & rose fighting together then getting blown up together <3 this was a nice issue for her despite the problems i had with it

gotham war red hood #2

gotham war break!!!

okay first of all i LOVE that he took her along. there was no reason for rose to be here but jason was told to meet someone and said "ok ill go but my weird friend comes with me" its so funny

ive seen a lot of people complain about the "you're my only friend" line but i LOVE it. not necessarily because she doesnt have any friends but because she would not in a million years ADMIT that she has friends. she would rather be shot in the head than say that she actually likes the people that she hangs out with.

but to be fair.... she also doesnt have friends. "what about the lazarus island gang?" the only person she actually liked there and showed any friendship toward was damian, and they ARE friends but she considers him more of a little brother than a friend. "what about the teen titans??" a) she would NEVER admit that she is friends with any of them b) its technically.... not really canon that she was ever on the same team as them. like i said before, im meeting this book on its terms, and rose being a teen titan hasnt been mentioned since flashpoint :( i wont go on a whole tangent about her friends but given that she hasnt really made a friend in years and never talks to anyone else, i think its fair for her to say that she has no friends

so yeah all this to say: she has friends, but it is 100% in character for her to say that she has no friends. i stand by this line

i dont have much to say here i just think shes so cute <3 i also love the fact that jason jumped straight to "rose is robbing a dead person" instead of "rose is inspecting the body"

but im OBSESSED with the fact that she DOES rob him. i feel like we're not talking about this enough. she saw a dead body and took his money. im not even mad about it because its so fucking funny to me

im sorry jay/rose fans this makes me want to vomit. this feels too "earnest emotions" for both of them. the rest of this scene was fine but this panel specifically feels so :/

"i just need help" "always" and "please take care of yourself" and "meet at our spot" "promise?" "i promise" does not feel like them at all. its a very sweet and genuine moment but they would NOT have sweet and genuine moments! neither of them would ever express their feelings and they would not have this conversation

this does not feel like rose at all idk who this is. where is the rage!!!!!! where is the anger!!!!!!! why did she stand there for hours just. worried about him. why isnt she lashing out

comparing this to the scene in tt03 where she's worried about eddie:

she gets angry! shes worried about him and starts yelling at everyone around her because hes hurt and she doesnt know whats happening. i would have LOVED this energy in this book and its sooooo disappointing that she just. stands there like 🥺 when she doesnt know what happened to jason

mwsl #12

i rly liked this part fhdkjfhakjdfd i thought her pretending to be him just to get batman out of the way was so good and so real. shes helping out AND fucking with batman

very minor complaint here but this isnt even true . she DOES try to run into him in ds16 when slade kidnaps damian and rose gives bruce the ransom terms. also i feel like this line is vaguely implying that she HAS found him (/he found her) on accident before which is also not true given that their only interactions are in ds16 and being in the same general area in shadow war. and also reiterating that shes not a villain so batman has no reason to track her down or cause problems for her but. whatever. this is entirely just me jumping to conclusions about what this one throwaway line means and then getting mad about it

LOVE this. she inserted herself into the situation then complains about it. this isnt her business and shes making sure that jason knows it. but also she completely volunteered for most of this

BOOOOOOOO she would not fucking say that. "sorry about that whole chase" no she would not apologize. "please dont kick my ass" she would NOT say that!!!!! first of all given that this is after gotham war she would probably kick his ass just for what he did to jason. even besides that she would not be afraid of him even a little. comparing their convo in ds16 #5 to this is so sad bc </3 why is she afraid of him instead of being a huge bitch and yelling at him

this ending is really good for her though. she absolutely would dive into the water with joker gas, trash, and dead bodies just to save her friend <3

this is more like it!!!!!!!! shes worried for him and takes initiative to save him by jumping in the water despite it being a very dangerous decision and then insults him while she saves his life <3333 its a tiny bit more of her being mean to express worry which is nice <3 its not perfect but its closer

in conclusion: there are many good moments. there are many parts i like about it. but there are just so many things that dont feel like rose </3 most of the broad strokes are there but it just doesnt feel like her when shes not full of rage and going out of her way to piss people off

[disventure-rewrite-takes]

hihiiii umm i like just finished s2 and idgaf ab spoilers so im on here and like. the posts ive seen lowkey make me not wanna watch all stars but also im so curious to see how bad they fumbled!!! anyway not the point

i saw someone mention ep 4 and like i totally agree!!! but also as a trans person i kind of wish someone spoke up ab how fucked up that was bc OUTING SOMEONE ON TV IS SO FUCKING CRAZY?!???!!?!? and like my guess is that they tried to make it not as big of a deal so that krystals kinda redemption arc thing would be easier but like. i paused the ep and had to take a few mins bc i was so mad at her and like i could NOT stand her for the rest of the season. (i was crocheting while watching at the time so i furiously finished 2 rows to calm down 💀) maybe its just cuz im trans so i care ab it more but it also might be me holding grudges a ton so idk. also when aiden came out to james i was kinda like "honestly if i wasnt so disturbed by it i probably would have forgotten." like? i kinda wish he explicitly said he was trans or something in that scene

OH AND the fact aiden came out to james like that peeved me bc i think hes supposed to be stealth? and it totes makes sense for him to come out to him bc he likes him and stuff but like... he blurted out the whole karol thing idk if hes someone to trust with something so obviously important to aiden...

so like. maybe james could have spoken up about how messed up it was to out someone like that and it would make sense (to me at least) for aiden to trust him just enough to come out to him (bc honestly even though i knew my friends were supportive, i was still scared to come out!!!) i doubt hed make a confesional obvs, but i feel like more instances of aiden being vaguely like "i want to tell him but idk how hell react.." would have been nice especially bc before the scene he seems like hes trying to be super stealth 😭😭😭 maybe him and lake talking and hes like "hey do you know how to tell someone a secret??" or something like that??? idk if its just me being picky but it felt a little bit. shoved in? like they were like "oh yeah we almost forgot to mention this!"

eurgh i hope i made sense my brains super clattered and i suck at explaining things 😭😭

no it makes sense. they treated aiden being trans so. weird ??? like the plot was so weird about it and i’m glad it wasn’t me that thought this.

[ladythot]

Only cuz you asked for it uwu

Could you write a Gyutaro smut where he's VERY intrigued by our period blood (⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ⁠ ͡⁠°⁠)

Ah hell yeah, the blood😎 I like it very anon, smooth choice.

Warnings: menstruation, oral, 18+

Gyu would have a lot of questions ringing at his head at first, he doesn't know anything about human anatomy at all. After all he's a demon to begin with—he only gets to see the human anatomy when he gobbles humans for food but it never picked his concerns. Since, they're food for him.

You've gotten a hold of being a hostage after a month or so, not one or two of your relatives has come to your rescue nor the demon hunters had initiated into investigating you yet—you expected not much to your side since he's taken you to a place nobody would expect you to resort in. You knew he's a smart one, or a cruel creature in the least. You knew you're up to no good since you're not only being played foul by one, daki also has you hostage although, you felt nice after hearing gyu talked you out with her to be firm with ya. But the thing is, daki's spoiled instincts are the way they are. You're no different from her assistances.

You were borrowed harsh enough by the two so it's no surprise you're all stressed up and banged in there—you haven't gotten your period since the last month—but so far you were glad about it now that you're living under one roof with two bloodthirsty demons yet you're also aware of the fact you'll probably die soon or maybe the night you get it.

You supposed he's got a sharper sense of smell than daki so rather, when your period comes he'll probably lose control or gnaw on you right away. You've talked to him just once in a month, not too long or deep, but you were mentally disrupt and too jumpy. Just talked about casualties and spilt your beans out of the blue about getting your period abruptly and he might devour you at night of that, he didn't listen though he doesn't know what the fuck a period is and why men can't have it as for humans. You just warned him about it.

But what you expected with gyutaro was different.

Not the fact he's got a sharper nose than his sister of course. And in fact, you were very right about it.

He was the first one to find out you're on your period "blood.. I smell blood, from down there.." He points at your abdomen, and you snapped at your train of thoughts.

You felt just about a small drip at your entrance, soon tracing the front downward of your fabric. Panicked, you backed at his figure getting a detailed inspection of you while you dropped the basket of fabrics from the brothel daki works in while passing him "You alright?" Unexpectedly, you blanked at his comment.

He doesn't seem to starve at the smell, unlike the other nights you'd witnessed him going batshit crazy about the spill of blood in the ground. He's very calm about it, yet he still managed to look frightening for you. He squats infront of you, face blank, just staring where the metallic scent stinks from—your breath hitches. More blood stained your fabric as the scent grew more intense.

"I-im.. On my period... That's why there's blood..." Crossing your legs infront of him, he smiles.

"It's smells sorta nice though, not too bad actually. Mind if I get a taste at it?" With a heavy aura, he breathes raspily, the softly warm conditioned breath spreads at your bare neck—the smell oddly makes him wild by each seconds, as if you're bewitching him.

Quick enough, you made a decision. Let him devour you just now. You don't care what happens next or if anything will even happen next. You just wanted to escape reality even if your last scene will utmost be painful as you thought. You had a small glimpse of his expression—two words, intrigued and famished. He's salivating almost, his breath becomes more raspy and labored, it's the same reaction you recalled when he smelt blood over torn bodies.

He finally laid his hands on both of your thighs, letting you rest back, mouth hanging with a gentle drool that trailed at your thigh, you closed your eyes letting the man do what he wanted.

Not long enough, you felt the hem of your kimono fold up next to a big lap at your underwear. "Guhh-" you moaned, the entire coat of your skin shivered, and the tiny pricks of hair stood with goosebumps. Sweat dripped continuously at your forehead down to your chin, your hands gripped the folded creases of your kimono, the lapping on your underwear doesn't stop. The blood patterning the fabric ushered him more. Your cunt's almost all wet with your thighs jerking nonstop. You could hear him muttering a few curse words, you tell yourself he's enjoying this as you let yourself melt to and fro—your mind was all fogged up by him just lapping at your stained underwear, he couldn't help himself.

Soon you felt his tongue bumping at the sides of your underwear through your inner thigh and reaching out to your wet slit—he groaned. Humming himself at the taste, so good, so appealing. You were fogged up.

He grabbed at your garter, ripping the fabric off that's blocking the way to where your blood gushes from. You could feel the rough pricks on his slithering tongue rounding the insides of your cunt—spreading you more, you held the short ponytail on his head.

"S-stop.. I-i" cut.

You protested to no avail, your limbs are too weak to move on their own—your tongue is too short for words. As you let him just do what he pleases that night.

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Part 2? Anyone? <3